Meeting Bryce VIII
"I thought you were going to bring Austin back with you."
"He was curled up around Ben and I thought I shouldn't wake him. We need to get moving, anyway. I need to catch the plane in a couple hours. But I did bring you a cup of tea. It is my special blend." Bryce was looking for his clothes as he spoke to me.
"Aren't you going to take a shower?"
"I'll take one at the Condo. I want to get out of here before all the guests that stayed over night wake up and make it too difficult to get out of the driveway." He had thrown my sweater and pants on the bed and was bent over putting his feet in the pants. He knew I loved the way he did that, showing off his asshole for me. I thought about getting out of the bed to give it a kiss but decided that I could wait until we got to the Condo.
"How do you like the tea?" I hadn't taken a sip yet, so when he asked that I took my first drink. It tasted more of piss than tea. That was the first time I had microwaved piss to drink, the smell was almost overwhelming. I rolled the tea around in my mouth, both to get it cool enough to swallow and to savor the taste.
"It is rather strong but I like it."
"I should have waited and made it with a piss other than the first of the morning. I would have, but I wanted you to start the year out right. If we aren't going to have Austin living with us I want you to know that you are going to get as much piss as I can give you. Sometimes it will be like this, flavored with tea, but most of the time I hope you will be drinking it straight from this tap. Saying that he turned around and shook his cock at me.
"Now what about you? Do you need to unload some for me?" He threw the blanket off and tried to turn me so that my legs were sticking out over the edge of the bed. I had been thinking all night that we needed to slow down on the piss sharing but as soon as he licked the underside of my cock I let it flow.
"Finish up your tea and meet me downstairs, I hope my Mother is awake to say farewell. Don't leave any tea in the cup, I don't want anyone to know what I was doing." He opened the door flashing the twelve year old boy my whole body, he had put on his underwear to find his parents but still looked worn out. I couldn't help but think he had been fucked that night although I had no reason to think that.
"When will you be coming back?"
"If I can rent a U-Haul I should be back by Saturday. I don't have that much to bring with me so I will only need a small van. If it fits into the garage under the Condo it can sit there until the construction work is done. We don't need to be putting more in the way of the workers."
We were half way through Memorial Park by then. I looked off to the left and saw a man, maybe in his thirties running on his own. It was the first time I had ever seen anyone running in the park wearing only his shoes. I laughed at Bryce and said I thought that would be him if he didn't have me.
He agreed. He said that he had run through the park like that on a few mornings when he thought there wouldn't be many people running or police patrolling. They had stopped him once and taken him back to where he left his clothes only giving him a warning about public indecency. He said if either of the policemen had been attractive he might have made a move on him since it had been weeks without sex.
I wanted to bend over and suck his cock but every few minutes there were pickups on both sides of us, they were high enough they could have seen what I was doing. Bryce wouldn't have minded them watching but I wasn't sure I wanted to start the year fighting with some Bubbas. It wasn't that I thought thy would do that much damage but I didn't want to start the year out in the County Jail, again.
As if by mental attraction, as I thought that, the Detective that had been fucking me in the jail appeared in the center of the road waving everyone over. There were three cars ahead of us so he didn't get a glimpse of me until we pulled up in front of him and heard him tell us to park the car and have the men at the side of the road give us an alcohol test. He looked into the car, I supposed to be sure there was no open containers, when he saw who was there he growled and said he hoped I would be happy to spend a day with him in the jail. I had thought they were only supposed to be doing that overnight, the officer that heard me say that, said they had been testing drivers all night and only had another hour before their shift was over.
"We better hope they don't fake a test. That detective looked like he want more than to become your friend." Bryce pinched my butt as we walked over to the tent where blood was being drawn and tested. I was glad I hadn't been driving, a ticket for driving without insurance is not cheap.
"I guess that is what we get for drinking the night before driving. My Father was right, he was adamant about me not driving to west Texas today. All I need is to be stopped out around San Angelo and thrown in jail for an extra .01 blood alcohol level." I wasn't allowed in the tent so I went to the other end to wait for Bryce. I saw a couple of the guys I trained at the dojo with waiting, I went up to talk to them. Normally I wouldn't have but one of them saw me first and waved me over. They had been riding with the one guy's girlfriend and were fairly certain she would be sent to jail unless flashing her tits at the officer got her a warning and them the keys.
I thought I recognized his voice but I put it down to our training sessions or locker room. We had been standing there thirty minutes when an officer came out and called his name to come in for a test to be sure he would be able to drive the car away. When he opened the flap I saw the girl from room 512 buttoning her blouse after her failed attempt at seducing the cop. When I realized the man I had been talking to was the man from 512 and also my Hensu class I was even more drawn to him. He is a tall Nordic fellow with super long legs, a great build and quick reflexes. I was sure if he had managed to get his cock all the way in me he would have been an outstanding fucker, his legs were hard driving legs.
He failed the test, too. Since he wasn't driving he wasn't arrested but he was given a ticket for public intoxication. The officer told him that he wasn't being taken to jail because they had arrested so many people on DUI and DWI charges that there was no room. Neil leaned up against Bryce's car and talked to me about our classes. I don't know if he hadn't recognized me from the roof or he was too embarrassed about gay sex to talk about it where he might be overheard by the other guy that had been riding with him. The head of his cock was hanging out of his shorts, he wasn't cut. I hadn't had enough sex to know whether I preferred a cock with a foreskin or not. What I did know was that he had a different smell than Bryce, it was still a sexy smell and drew me to his huge cock and I slid over the hood of the car to get closer.
"Neil, we're going to walk the trail around the park. The officer in the tent kept my keys so that I would do what he said. Hopefully once around the park will be enough to drop my blood alcohol level enough for him to give them back. We need to be moving so I can get ready to head back west."
"You don't live here?"
"I'll be moving in next weekend. For now you can say I live in Odessa."
"I hope to see you again." As we started to leave Neil grabbed my butt and said he hoped that he saw this naked again. I tried laughing him off but I'm not sure I managed my goal, he didn't leave go until I stepped away again.
"Did you recognize him from the roof?"
"No. I started talking with him because he is in the Hensu class I'm in. I had never talked with him and only know him as having been an opponent a few times."
"You had those classes with him and didn't know he had that monster in his pants?"
"No, most of the guys wear their outfits home, you've seen how they completely and loosely cover us. Only a few change at the dojo. I had never seen him after class in the locker room." I had seen him once or twice getting dressed for class but he already had his bottom covered those few times.
"He is a good looking man. I think I would have tried to learn more about him if he and I were in the same class."
"I was never looking for a man while in class. Now that I know more about him it may be difficult to avoid him. Are you going to be jealous if I talk with him in the dojo? Not that we will get much time to talk, Master Chen expects silence."
"From the way he was looking at your gorgeous butt I think he is going to make sure he finds a way to talk to you."
"That is all its going to be, I don't want that monster in me, it would stretch me out too far." I didn't know if that was true, but I wasn't going to risk it.
"If he fucks you once there wouldn't be a problem. Now, if he were to be fucking you everyday or even every other day he might leave you a wide hole." I needed to get off the subject.
"Did you check on the twelve year old this morning? The Butler was too busy last night to pay him any attention."
"He didn't need the butler to show him anything. He was sleeping on his stomach not far from Austin and Ben when I walked through my suite. Someone had taken advantage of his asshole. He was leaking cum when I looked at him." Bryce smirked, if he had the time I would have bet on him going for that tiny butt, too.
"Do you think he had been a virgin when you closed the door?" I suppose it was a rather silly question but I was stuck on thinking about him.
"I don't know, he had no problem getting close to Ben and Austin as soon as they were told I would leave the door closed. When I went back up with another boy he was feeling the heat and had his shirt off, Austin was already out of all his clothes and the boy was close enough he had to feel Austin's hard cock rubbing against his."
"Austin must have had a wild time when he was in the orphanage. He has no qualms about approaching anyone when he wants sex. I can't see him staying with Ben for long unless he likes to watch Austin having sex."
"Either that or he just doesn't care about him being faithful. Some of these young kids don't think it makes a difference.
"The way Austin told me about his dog mounting him I have the feeling that Ben better be ready for him to be freewheeling."
"Austin said that he enjoyed his one time with the dog but that he didn't think he would ever want to do it again. I asked if that was because it was a dog, his answer was that he was afraid of the dog getting his knot into him. He didn't seem too affected that it was an animal not a human." After that all we spoke about as we walked was how to live in the Condo with construction happening. I knew it would be difficult, Bryce said that if it got too bad we could move to his suite at his parent's until the work was done, any damage the boys did would be fixed in the first week.
He drove carefully the rest of the way home. We both must have had as much sex as we could handle, neither of us did more than touch the other's leg. I wasn't ready for Bryce to leave me but I wasn't up to giving him the ultimate fuck that was our usual way to say goodbye. He asked me if I wanted another cup of tea to drink while he was gone, I thought back to my desire for us to slow down the piss sharing but the idea I would still have him after he went out the door made me agree, it was either that or for him to fill a glass for me.
I was pulling out the laundry and separating out the whites when Bryce walked up behind me and worked a finger into my asshole. That man sure knows how to make me miss him, that was one of the two ways he had to say goodbye. The other I liked even more but he was not going to lick me, he was fully dressed and on his way.
I always find that first night without him to be the most difficult to sleep, that is why I was doing the laundry. I would clean up around the Condo to tire myself out some although with only a short night's sleep the previous night I thought I might be able to fall asleep without too many problems. About three hours later Bryce called. That was all it had taken for him to be rejuvenated, he wanted phone sex. Face to face on the I Phone was the perfect way for long distance lovers to make out.
Usually we just masturbated but that evening he had more in mind, he had left me an unwrapped box under the bed. I didn't expect what I found, he had bought me a eight inch push. He talked he through getting the push in my asshole and while I stroked myself he masturbated and talked to me about how much he was going to miss my asshole. I was still enjoying the push when I saw him shooting cum all over his chest, I hated that I couldn't lick him clean but that is the way life goes when you're eight hundred miles apart.
I didn't like what he had to say to me after that but I accepted it as his way of preparing me for our life together. He had talked Austin into coming to the Condo once while he was gone knowing how much I would miss being licked out while he was gone.
"Kiff, if you feel the need to get 512 to fuck you, please do it before I move in. I don't want to know about you and he doing it in the bed where we sleep and fuck." I didn't know what to think about that. I was being given permission to cheat on him with a man that he knew I might have trouble taking. Why did he think I should spend time with Neil's huge cock in my ass did he really believe I needed more experience? Or was it that he felt I should know what a cock that size feels like?
I hoped that an evening with Austin on my ass would satisfy any need I had to be fucked. His five inches wouldn't be enough to satisfy my need for a cock but his tongue might just do the job the way it had before. Even thinking that I wondered what it might be like to have Neil dominate my ass. I would see him in class, if he made the move that let me know he wanted me even though Bryce wasn't there also I might let him try to fuck me. I tossed around on the bed most of the night using the push again when I couldn't get the thought of Neil fucking me out of my head. One thing I was sure of, if we fucked it wouldn't be in my bed. I thought having him fuck me on the roof would be perfect since that is where he had first thought about my butt and first touched me.
Bryce
I can't believe how hard I have fallen for Kiff. He is everything most of my past lovers weren't. I couldn't believe how willing he was to do things other than straight fucking and sucking. There was a potential problem that I could see coming, he was not crazy about having a third person in bed with us and I love it Even Austin he only accepted because I did. Maybe, or maybe it is because the youngster does such a great job with his tongue in his ass. I am jealous that Austin will eat out my lover at least three times as much as he does me, but I need to remember that half of that time he is probably eating my cum.
I had never told Kiff the absolute truth about the time I spend in Odessa. He would be upset if he learned that I had a nineteen year old Mexican boy in bed every other night while I was away from him. Raul and I met at his job. I invited him out for a beer, that's when I learned his age. I suggested I buy some beer and take him home with me, he agreed as long as I would drive him home. I didn't plan on driving after drinking so he needed to be ready to stay the night even though I didn't tell him that.
Raul showed up in the tightest shorts I have ever seen a person wear. If they had been any tighter they would have cut off his balls. He was wearing a stomach baring cut-off shirt and slides. I took one look and understood he was dressed so that he could come out of the clothing with no resistance. We had two beers before I laid a hand on him, I was taking the third beer into the living room when he stripped off the shirt. He has the loveliest brown skin and olive colored, dime sized nipples. His shirt had shown the beginnings of a treasure trail but there was no other hair on his chest except for two or three hairs around each nipple. I decided I could get comfortable, too and took my shirt over my head. When I had started he was on the sofa so I didn't expect it when his tongue started to work at the sweat in my armpit.
Anytime I am with a new partner I judge where the sex is going to go by the way they lick my chest and pits. Work my pits until there is no more sweat and anything goes, just give them a few laps and we are down for a completely vanilla night. If I'm tired licking my pits make me giggle but normally not. Raul licked and sucked at my pits like they were being served at a five star diner. His shorts had been so tight that it took all my concentration to get them unfastened and down his legs. He stopped what he was doing to kick off his shorts. I held him back for a moment, he was a lovely five foot six inch boy about one hundred and twenty pounds with a cock out of proportion to his thin body that made it look even bigger than its eight inches. I pulled him up to where I could get the uncut cock in my mouth, he unfortunately had a bit of cheese under the skin but it wasn't too rank. I generally don't like cock cheese but I survived licking his out of the foreskin
He pulled away after just a few minutes. I didn't know what he was going to do when he slipped out of my hands. I looked down and he was holding one of the beer bottles over my cock, a second later he was covering my cock and balls with cold beer. As soon as he set the bottle back on the table he started to lick up what he had spilled on me. He licked at it real well and when some beer slid down my taint he followed it and licked it off my asshole. I have many different things sexually but that was a first which he followed by repeating the whole thing being sure to get more on my asshole.
He is so innocent looking that having his tongue there was extra exciting. He liked it, too. A few minutes after he had poured beer on me the second time he told me to turn over. The way he had gone after my asshole with his tongue I suspected that he was trying to get a better way to get his tongue in deeper. I was kneeling on the sofa with my butt out waiting when I felt a cold wetness hit the center of my asshole, if he had been a larger man I might have been ready for what happened next but I had thought I would dominate him so having his cock jammed into me without warning was a shock.
That was the beginning of what turned into a marathon fuck session. I enjoy being fucked and fucking but I usually only last ten to fifteen minutes. Raul had me bouncing all over the sofa, fucking me in every direction he could make me move. It felt like he fucked me for an hour but I have to think that is an impossibility. He finally pulled his cock out of my sore hole and jacked his cock for a minute and shot his load on my balls. If you aren't going to shoot inside me that is where I love your cum to land, that evening it was hot enough to make me shoot, too. He followed that up by licking my balls clean.
We drank a couple more bottles of beer until I told Raul that I needed to go take a piss. Why I thought he wouldn't want to play I'm not sure other than his innocent look. I have introduced many guys to piss play but he just didn't seem the type to enjoy it. He followed me to the bathroom and jumped in the tub. "Por favor, senor."
I don't know a lot of Spanish but I knew exactly what he was saying. I gladly turned towards him from the commode and starting at the top of his head I soaked him to his balls. He is one of the happiest boys I have ever seen under a stream of piss. He either had his mouth open to drink or a smile as wide as his face enjoying the shower.
After that first night I learned that while he had enjoyed fucking me he would rather have me in his ass. The two nights a week he showed up asking if I had any beer I knew I was going do more than just talk to him. Almost all summer he showed up wearing a cut off shirt or a wife beater. We had gotten to the point that after three or so weeks he would take off his shirt and shoes while he waited for me to get us the first beer. I always enjoyed fucking him at least twice on those nights, we had come to an arrangement where he was no longer fucking me but would lick my ass before I fucked him and between times to get my cock hard again. He is not as good as Austin at licking an ass but he does a fairly good job of it especially if he coats it in beer first.
I wasn't going to miss him when I moved in with Kiff, I hoped my lover would become a better ass-licker, but at least he had gotten over his fear and licked me more often than he had the first few weekends. He does better than Raul but he doesn't seem to be as willing to do it and over a weekend might only do it once or twice unless I ask him for more, he still hasn't licked my ass after cumming in me but he has said he will. One weekend he asked me how I had gotten started at ass licking and being licked.
We had talked about some of my early experience, somehow that had not been a topic of conversation. I reminded him about the trainer that had been fucking me while I was still in High School, he had caught me one day after I had been fucked at school by a member of the basket ball team. I had probably gone out to the barn to get fucked, I loved getting as many different dicks as I could in one day at that time. The shorts I wore to the stable that day are still in my suite, tacked up behind my High School diploma. Either he or the jockey that had been hired to ride our horse at the races that year had ripped the shorts up the back so they were able to access my asshole without me getting undressed. As long as I went up and down the back stairs at the house nobody saw what they had done, I often even went into the house that way daring anyone to make a comment.
I don't know why the trainer was in a bad mood that day but as soon as he saw me he told me to get rid of the shorts and get lubed up. That was when I had learned how to put a blanket over a bale of straw or hay so my ass was at the right height for him and I didn't get scratched up by the hay. I lay in the stall for ten of fifteen minutes wondering what was taking him so long, he had seemed more eager than that. I started to check out the stable, I was no more than two steps into the aisle when Jesse saw me and headed my way. The jockey wasn't quite as tall or heavy as me but I had always taken his orders to be the law. The first thing I heard was him telling me to get back in the stall.
I ran into the stall and threw myself over the straw. A minute later Jesse walked in and closed the swinging door. He had been wearing the colors he wore in the races, I saw by the time the door swung closed that he was down to his underwear and socks. He had never fucked me before that day, but I had seen him watching the trainer fuck me. He took one glance at me and said he had wanted to fuck me since the first time he had seen me. He rested a hand on my butt to balance while removing his underwear, I heard the gate swinging open.
"If you plan on fucking that boy you better get down there and lick his ass open first." Why the trainer told him that I never asked, but as soon as the jockey had his tongue on my asshole I knew that I would be wanting men to do that to me for the rest of my life. Looking back I have to say that he was not the best at eating my ass but he was better than many of the men that have done it since then. When he stopped I turned to see what his cock was like, it was darker than him and looked huge on his tiny body. I was trying to get up when the trainer stepped over to us and put his boot on my neck.
"I think he needs more of your tongue, Jesse." Th jockey went back down on me and soon had his tongue sliding into me. I could have laid like that all day but he thought I was opened up enough for him, he slapped the grease I had put by my feet on my hole and pressed his cock against me.
"Well, if you are going to fuck him put that thing in there." The jockey listened to the trainer and rammed his cock in me and began the hardest fuck I had up until then. It felt like the biggest dick I had ever taken."
That's the story of the first time I ever had my ass licked. Jesse stayed in the stall and licked me out again after he and the trainer fucked me. I think that is where I got the idea that I could lick cum out of a boy's asshole after I fucked him. It was years later when I first got the opportunity to lick and fuck and lick again, I was a Senior in the High School when a Sophomore met me outside the locker room and asked me if it was true that I liked to fuck boys. I thought everyone in the school knew that I was gay so telling him the truth was no big deal, minutes later we were in the back of the locker room where the coaches kept the uniforms and equipment stored.
Billy had been removing his clothes from the moment we entered the locker room, I had seen him naked in the showers before but hadn't really had the chance to do more than glance at him. Walking through there I admired his butt, I had no doubt that I wanted to fuck him, that I hadn't notice it before stunned me. I didn't remove my clothes until we were in the store room, Billy was already bent over a laundry bin showing his asshole to the world. At first I didn't see his asshole, there was no difference in color between it and the rest of his skin. I got down on my knees to "find my way", I rubbed a finger down his cleft and saw him twitch. He had me, I had to lick him.
He was the first boy whose asshole I licked and tried to force my tongue in. While I was licking at him he yelled out to be careful that he was still a virgin. I knew where to find some lube in the store room, when I got back to Billy his asshole was showing the red interior to me. I lubed up his hole with a finger and my cock which at that time was about seven inches long and as thick as a half dollar. I warned him that when I rammed my cock in him that it would hurt so he should grab a towel and stuff it in his mouth. I only waited a few seconds after telling him that and pushed at least half if not more of my cock into him, I should have given him time to get used to having a cock in his ass but at the time I wasn't that concerned with the boy taking my cock, only with getting off.
When I tried jamming the rest of my cock in I almost lost him, the bin rolled and I was dragged by my cock three or four feet. I pulled back and was ramming my cock back in when I heard Billy scream that he was cumming. I had never made anyone cum that fast. I fucked him for another five or so minutes and shot a load of my cum on his asshole. I was looking for my clothes when I saw that instead of a towel Billy had jammed two used jock straps in his mouth. I looked down his lean body to see that he was leaking the cum out of his asshole, I guess that was the day that I started to eat an ass both before and after fucking. Don't ask that silly question, of course I like eating my own cum; I had been doing that since the first time the Butler had fingered me at ten.
That afternoon with the trainer and the jockey may also have been the beginning of my enjoyment of having sex with people watching. I hadn't thought much about having the jockey watch me being fucked by the trainer. It wasn't long after that I started having sex with whatever partner in the boys' room at school in front of however many boys were in there to piss or smoke. Most of the Junior and Senior classes saw me either sucking cock or being fucked. Only a few saw me fucking anyone, generally Billy. Not too many of the boys willing to be fucked were willing to have anyone know, that was too gay for them.
The year I entered college was an eye opening experience for me. I had sucked a lot of cocks and been fucked by at least twenty or thirty of my classmates in High School, I was hoping college would be as wild as I had been the senior year. I didn't want to join a fraternity but one of the guys that had fucked me regularly in High School got me invited to a beer bash his fraternity was holding so I went to see what the fraternity was all about. I didn't learn much other than they like to get drunk and try to feel up whatever girls had been brave enough to accept invitations. I had been there two or three hours when Kurt said we should go out to the back yard.
I was happy to go with him thinking he was trying to get me somewhere that he could fuck me without everyone in the fraternity watching. We were a dozen or so steps out the door walking alongside the house when we felt a stream of piss coming from the second floor. Kurt put his arms around me and turned me so I was facing the house. Whoever it was upstairs continued pissing trying his best to soak me. I don't know that I enjoyed that but a moment later Kurt had two fingers in my asshole and two more guys walked out to the balcony where the first guy was leaving. They pulled out their dicks and pissed over the railing, they both hit their streams of piss on my head. Only a few seconds after they had started Kurt told me to open my mouth.
It was a strange order but I did as he told me, after all he was fingering me and I wanted him to move on to fucking me. I thought not doing what he said would be sure to have him not fuck me. When he told me to swallow what I was getting in my mouth I wanted to refuse but somehow he had gotten another finger in me and I wanted to do whatever he wanted from me. I was standing free of his arms being showered and drinking their piss when three other guys joined them. I admit it to myself now that was one of the best showers I have ever had, I was enjoying myself when Kurt pulled my pants down and stuck the head of his cock in me. That I was getting pissed on didn't seem to matter to him, he started fucking me like a wild man. I would never have thought that he would allow his fellow fraternity men piss on him, but he had to be getting almost as wet as me. Kurt didn't have one of the biggest cocks I had taken, he was about five inches long and no thicker than two fingers. Shortly after the piss stopped he came in my ass, pushed me over in the grass and unloaded all the beer he had been drinking on my head. He told me to stay where I was, he would bring me another cup of beer.
You can tell I was pretty submissive to Kurt so I sat in the grass waiting for him. A few minutes later he came back with some of the older fraternity boys. He pointed at me and they all pulled their cocks out and pissed on me. One of them stayed after they were finished, he gave Kurt a mouth on mouth kiss and rammed his cock into my mouth. Most of the cocks that had been in my mouth I had sucked, that boy was anxious to get his load out and face fucked me, he fucked my mouth hard enough that the following day I had a sore throat from where he had been hitting it. Kurt gave me my beer when his friend left, he wouldn't let me stand up. For the next hour or so there would be other boys that had been drinking beer come out to the yard and freshen the piss that was soaking me from head to my knees.
It was a wild introduction to watersports. Kurt pissed on me at least twice more before he suggested I go to my dorm room and take a shower. I knew my room mate would be out, he had gotten an invitation to a different fraternity party where his brother was a member, he thought he might stay there over night. When he told me that I wondered if he and his brother were involved in a little incest but I didn't ask. I knew if I had a younger brother there was no way I wouldn't have been fucking him.
During the rest of the semester I spent quite a few Friday nights at Kurt's fraternity. I didn't join but the brothers accepted me as a regular. I guess you could say a regular urinal and cum dump. I wanted more than just a Friday night party where I would be a side adventure for the straight boys but I hadn't found anyone other than Kurt that was into regularly fucking a guy and he wasn't interested in anything other than a Friday night fuck.
I turned twenty-one over the Christmas break. The first week I was back at college I searched the town to find a gay bar. As new meat I had no trouble finding guys that wanted to take me home and either suck my cock or fuck my ass. I was learning that there were guys that would flip-flop, so both my cock and ass were getting satisfied. Still I would go to the Fraternity on Friday nights, I was addicted to the piss and being treated as a cum dump. Kurt stopped fucking me on Valentine's day telling me that he had found himself a girlfriend that wanted him to be faithful to her. As far as I knew that was the first time I had been dumped for a girl. That was the last night I went to his Fraternity parties that year. I spent the rest of that year going to the gay bar in town, having one night stands.
I was back in Houston for the summer when I found the first guy that I spent months with, he was a stranger from out of town and when I asked him to piss on me, he enjoyed it so much he said we needed to stay together. We did until he went back up north to be with his family. That was the second time I was dumped for a female. I didn't know what to do but when I got with guys again I choose to be more dominate and the next few boyfriends I was the one to do the dumping.
When I went back to college we changed room mates. I had put in to get a single room but they were limited so I was put with a stranger. When we arrived on campus and put our things in our rooms I realized that I had known the stranger from some of the fraternity parties. We hadn't been on campus two days when he started to use me as a urinal anytime we were in the room together.
I didn't like Russel that much but I allowed him to dominate me. We had only been there a week or so when he had me sucking his cock or was fucking me. It was good in that I stopped going out to the bars as much as I had and my grades improved. He started making me exercise and I picked up some muscle and I was no longer the skinny teen. After the football season was over and he was no longer practicing everyday he taught me how to play handball. We could have showered in the gym before going back to the room but he preferred that we go there and have me lick the sweat off his body, starting at his pits and work my way down to his feet.
He had the nicest looking feet I had ever seen. By the time I had licked his body clear of sweat twice I was hooked on licking and sucking his feet and toes. He liked that and anytime he came into the room to find me studying he would make me go down on his feet before he had me suck his cock or grease up to take his cock in my ass. That was my best year at college, Russel wasn't gay so much as horny. He never said anything emotional to me, it was always more of an order and I obeyed. By the time the second semester started he had me strip down to a jock strap whenever I was in our room. If there hadn't been afternoons when he brought friends with him I would have not even worn that.
When he first started to bring guys with him after class I worried that he was going to have them use me, the way he did. He must have thought a little of me, the only time he ever made me available to any of the guys he brought in was one afternoon when Kurt was with them. He showed off to the group how good of a urinal I was. After all five of the guys emptied their bladders in my mouth, Kurt fucked me on my bed. I would have been willing to allow all of them to fuck me but Russel chased them out, saying it was time for him to start studying. I knew that was a lie since he barely studied other than on the weekends during the day. Once everyone was gone Russell pounced on me and fucked me hard.
He was the one to teach me to drink coffee with his cum in it and if he wasn't there to use my own. I didn't like being dominated as much as he did it but I was getting a lot of sex out of the deal so I did what he wanted. The one thing I have to admit I enjoyed was that I was able to lick his feet and suck his toes everyday. The second semester was almost finished when I was diagnosed with Hepatitis, I didn't ask the doctor but I assumed I had drunk piss from someone affected with it. I wasn't restricting my drinking to Russel, I still went to the Friday night parties every few weeks. He wasn't happy when he learned he had to start using a condom, for the last few week all I got from him were showers, first thing in the morning and after whatever sport he was playing.
That summer I was forced to stay at my parent's house while I recuperated, not to go out to the bars looking for sex. The trainer and the jockey were no longer employed, there was a man my father had hired to clean the stable but he was not anyone that I would have sex with. After a few weeks of being bored I told the Butler some of the stories of what I had been up to at college. He was not interested in fucking me any longer. He had stopped about the time I hit puberty and grew hair around my asshole.
He had never heard about some of the things I had done. What caught his attention at first was the nights I spent under the balcony at the fraternity house. He laughed at me for having allowed Russel to use me the way he did that year but he would bring me a cup of coffee and watch while I shot a load of cum in it. I think it was the Fourth of July weekend when things changed. I was sitting in the gazebo reading some of the financial reports my father thought I should be aware of, about the company.
Usually when I was outside I never saw the butler. If I wanted anything I needed to go into the house and get it myself. The day was hot and I was thinking about going into the house for some lemonade when he showed up. Although I had wanted lemonade I was pleased that he had a large glass of tea for me. I didn't take a drink until after he had left, I couldn't believe it. He had made me a glass of iced pee tea, it was the first time I had ever had tea made with piss. It took me a few sips to get use to the taste, but by the time I went back into the house I was thoroughly enjoying it, I handed the butler an empty glass and let him know that he could bring me tea like that any day I was outside.
It was shortly after that I convince my parents to put a microwave in my suite. I started having coffee with my cum every morning and pee tea at least once a day. I didn't get the butler to give his pee tea that often but I do have to thank him for the introduction to cooking with piss and cum. I experimented with other drinks and food that summer and by the time I went back to college had four or five drinks that I could make with piss.
I had spent time over the summer reading pornography and books that were supposedly how to books on gay sex. There were dozens of things I wanted to try but I had no one around that was willing. The most pressing desire of what I had read was BD/SM. I couldn't understand how anyone would be taken to ecstasy through helplessness or pain. I knew that what Russel had been doing with me was getting close although he never hurt me, he definitely was in charge and enjoying that. I understood if I was to experiment with whips that I needed to be away from the dorm where everything can be heard.
My parents agreed to pay for an a house off campus as long as my grades remained as high as they had been the second year. The idea of living alone was frightening although I was happy that I would be able to continue with my cooking experiments. You could say I was getting obsessed with piss. It was unfortunate that I wouldn't have a room mate that would donate his urine to me but I thought I should be able to get either Russel or Kurt to come by the house enough to satisfy my needs.
I had been there a month and hadn't found anyone that was willing to allow me to use a whip on them or try using one on me. I was getting disgusted with the men I was finding in the bars, none of them were dominate enough to suit the needs I was feeling. The week before Halloween I ran into Russel at the handball court, I had gone there thinking I might see him but just as much to find an opponent to play. I invited him back to my house after he was done playing to get licked dry, he jumped at the chance. I could see his cock respond even before he said yes.
I lost the three games I played, badly. I was thinking about what would happen once I returned to the house. I had laid out the three whips I had bought where Russel was going to see them as soon as he walked into the living room. I had no idea what his response would be but I thought I would be able to get him into a discussion of why I had them. If I got him to try them out on me it wouldn't be the first time I felt them, I had tried to hit myself over my shoulders. Hitting myself wasn't satisfying, both because I couldn't do it very hard and secondly because I needed someone to be wanting something from me when it happened. Russel was coming to the house with a desire so we should be able to work out what I wanted to happen with what he wanted and enjoyed.
I was waiting in front of the handball courts when Russel walked out with a friend he often played against. When he saw me he finished talking to his friend and walked over to me. I had thought I should let him take charge from the very beginning but decided I would be the way he liked me from the start instead. I wasn't enough of a show off to drop my shorts and sit there in a jock strap but I did take off my shirt so all that wasn't showing was what the short shorts covered. When he was about three steps away I could smell the sweat he had worked up playing handball, I started to salivate at the knowledge of what I was about to get.
He said let's go and turned towards the parking lot.
I said I lived close enough we didn't need his car but he didn't want to leave it there. I followed him to an old Chevy Malibu, once in the front seat he told me to get rid of the shorts. I had worn a yellow jock strap that he seemed to like best out of any in the stack I owned. While I did that he took off the t-shirt with our college logo. The scent I had caught by the handball court was now almost overwhelming. There was no way I could resist leaning over so my nose was in his arm pit. He grabbed my head and stuck my face in his pit telling me to get licking. This was the attitude I hoped he took to the whips and did exactly what he wanted although there were dozens of other students walking through the parking lot that could see what I was doing. After about ten minutes he started up the car and asked for directions.
I could barely talk. I wanted to go down on his cock or to lick the sweat off his chest. He said to put on my seat belt and sit back. I hated that, the belt rubbed across the tip of my cock which was poking out of the jock strap. The drive gave me time to examine the changes to his chest and arms, he had put on a couple inches on his arms and chest. He must have spent a lot of time in the gym lifting weights since the previous year, although he had already been muscular. We stopped at a red light that was less than two blocks from the house I had rented, he pulled the top of his shorts out and told my to lick at his cock. Once he pulled in alongside the house he said lets go.
I thought I would have to pull up my shorts but he stopped me. I really didn't mind walking around the car to the door in just the jock strap, so what if the neighbors saw my butt. If they were to see what was happening in the house minutes later they might have been shocked, all the ones I had met were straight and old. Russel had told me to get down and take his shoes off when he saw the whips. We didn't need to discuss why I had them laying out where he could see them. I was cleaning between his toes when he swung the cat o nine tail across my back, it was electric. He hadn't hurt me, it was enough to let me know that I needed to work on his toes harder and suck them.
I had sucked all ten toes and licked his feet top and bottom when he told me to get up and bend over the end of the couch. I took one deep breath, I wasn't sure was coming but I had a good idea that he was planning on using the leather paddle on my butt. Was I really ready for him to do that? I convinced myself that I needed to try it. I needed to not because I wanted him to paddle me but because I wanted the experience of a man really taking control of me. It took him a few swipes on my butt to get the feeling that he wanted, I was ready to scream he was hitting me so hard. I think he must have hit my butt at least thirty times before he stopped.
A few seconds after he stopped he slapped some grease on my asshole and jammed all of his cock into me at once. He was talking about how if I wanted him to treat me like a slave he was willing to use me. He loved feeling his thighs hitting my burning butt and commented on how hot it was every few times he punched his cock into me. I had loved having him fuck me the previous year and was enjoying his cock in me but I had learned after one experience that whips and paddles were not what I wanted to be feeling. I decided right then that I might try using the paddle and a whip on someone else but that was going to be the one and only time I was submitting to someone else hitting me.
When he was done fucking me Russel had me crawl to the shower and once I was over the lip started pissing on my burning butt. I almost fell back into loving having Russel dominating me but I knew that now that I had introduced the paddle into our games I would have to stop it. Surprisingly he was waiting for me in the living room with the third whip in his hand. Neither of us knew exactly how to use the quirt although I had used one on a horse. He wanted to use it up one side of me and down the other until I begged him to fuck me again. It didn't take long for me to be yelling that I needed fucked.
He stopped with the quirt and for the first time stuck his fingers in me. I needed fucked so badly by that time that I fucked at them like they were his cock. He kept saying humiliating things to me, especially calling me his little whore and cocksucker. I wasn't liking that but it was definitely better that being hit with the quirt. Fingering me got him hard pretty fast, he threw me on the couch and jumped on my back to start fucking. It was quite a bit longer and harder than the first of the afternoon, my butt hurt every time he hit it with his thighs but my asshole felt great and enjoyed having his cock after so long.
Russel was definitely enjoying dominating me. As soon as he pulled his cock out of me he told me to get a dildo. He knew I had a couple, he had seen them on my desk the previous year. When I walked back into the living room carrying the dildo that was my favorite he told me to lay over his legs. I had a good idea what was coming but it was the first time that anyone else had used a dildo on me and I was not sure I wanted to allow it. Seeing my hesitation Russel grabbed me by an arm and pulled me down. It must have been a half hour that he worked that dildo in and out of me, I was sweating and ready to scream for him to stop when he squeezed his legs together on my cock and I shot a load down his calves.
He knocked me to the floor and made me lick up the cum that had run down as far as his feet. That was good, I got to lick and suck at his feet a second time. I don't know what triggered it but he got off the couch and went to take a shower. When he returned he gave me a drink of piss before putting his clothes on and leaving without saying a word. Now that he knew where I lived I thought he might return but it wasn't until the night before the Christmas break he showed up with Kurt and two other guys and a case of beer. I knew they were intending on using me as a urinal and welcomed them in.
They went through the beer quick and recycled it almost as fast.
When they went to leave, Kurt told them he was going to stay. We had a long conversation about him introducing me to watersports and how he was sorry that Russel was such an ass about it. I was glad that Kurt had feelings about what had happened but I was not unhappy that I was introduced to piss and let him know that I was there for him anytime he wanted to use me. He rode home with me the next day, we stopped along the road twice for him to give me a drink of his piss. The second time I asked him if he didn't want to fuck me, too. I thought he was still with the girl he had dumped me for but he was willing to bend me over the car and fuck me hard. I really liked that, we were passed by dozens of cars, some of which beeped like they had seen what we were doing. It was taking Kurt a long time to cum and I was ready to stop him when he pulled out and shot his load on my asshole. He didn't know that I enjoyed being fucked while there was an audience but he must have a certain amount of exhibitionism in his blood, too.
I dropped him off at his home on the Western side of the city. Once at home I was glad to see my parents although I needed to take a shower before I greeted them. The suite had been cleaned and the bed freshened, I lay down for a nap which is extremely unusual for me but it had been a long drive. I was still on the bed lazily playing with my cock when Austin burst in to call me down to dinner. It wasn't the first time he had seen my cock but it was the first time he jumped on the bed and crawled between my legs. Austin went for my balls, licking and sucking them like they were his dinner. I went to pull away since he was sucking too hard that let him get down further and lick at my asshole. I couldn't resist that and lifted my legs to let him get his tongue in me.
I only have eight inches but as he pressed on my legs while eating out my ass he pushed my cock forward enough that I was able to take the head between my lips. I had always wanted to suck myself, it wasn't like I could give myself a good blow job but sucking at the head while Austin licked at my asshole had me shooting a load in my mouth in a few minutes. I stopped him but let him know that he was allowed to come to the house and do that anytime he wanted until I went back to school. Coffee with cum, an afternoon with cum straight to my tongue and three times Kurt came by to fuck me and give me a shower.
Riding back to school was the first time that Kurt touched my cock. I thought he was exploring himself but the first time we had to stop for him to piss he asked me to whip out my cock, it was the first time he sucked me. He didn't want to swallow my cum instead he pushed it into my mouth and spit out the rest. Little did he know that I enjoyed my own cum and would have taken it all from his mouth if he had given it to me. After that he opened up and we talked about the possibility of us having sex regularly. He promised to suck my cock If I let him fuck me every time he came by my house. I told him their was one limitation, if he want to piss on me I was going to piss on him, too.
Kurt told me that he really didn't like being pissed on so he would limit the times he pissed on me. I wasn't happy about that since I had become a piss bottom because of him. He started to show up at the house every couple of days always bringing a fast food dinner and eating me for dessert. It hadn't taken him long to start swallowing cum. I liked having him fuck me and would have liked to fuck him but he wouldn't allow me to do it. He would let me eat his ass and learned to eat mine a little. I knew he wasn't really gay but he was trying to make something work between us. He had me go back to the fraternity house on Friday nights, if any of his brothers wanted to use my mouth for anything other than piss he allowed it without asking me.
I was pretty happy. Kurt was keeping me fairly satisfied and once a week Russel would stop at the house to fuck me. Between the two guys I didn't have any need to go out to find any other sex. I stayed home and my grades not only stayed as high as the last year, they improved in my major. When the end of the year came around I talked my Father into allowing my to stay at the house so I didn't lose it over the summer. Kurt went home so I didn't have the regular partner I'd had through the spring semester. Russel came back to campus to practice with the football team at the end of July. The first night he was back in town he came to the house, we had an argument.
Russel wanted to use the paddle on me again.
I hadn't sat for two weeks after the only time he had used it so I tried to convince him that it wasn't going to happen. We'd had a couple beers by that point and he wasn't going to take no for an answer. We started to fight, he overpowered me easily and twisting an arm behind my back forced me to lead him to the paddle saying if I kept resisting he was going to hit me even harder. I knew he was able to swing the paddle hard enough to really hurt me so I succumbed and allowed him to get the paddle and force me down over the arm of the couch. Fighting with him we had both gotten hard and if I could have I would have pushed back onto his cock but he didn't allow it.
The paddling he gave me was harder than the first time. By the time he finished I was crying. He laughed at me before ramming his cock into me dry. What had I ever seen in him that I had allowed him to dominate me before that? After he shot two loads of cum in my ass I told him I didn't want him to come back. He laughed at me again and said he would be back to fuck my red butt whenever he wanted. He was true to his threat, once a week he would come to the door and force his way in and use me anyway he wanted, mostly he came after practice and made me lick his sweaty body clean and suck his toes before he spanked and fucked me.
Once classes started in the fall I didn't let him know when I would be home. I spent more time in the library studying than I had the first three years. After about three weeks I learned where there was a glory hole on the third floor. Two days in a row I followed a black man into the restroom and as soon as he stuck his cock through the hole sucked him like my life depended on it. I didn't know why I wanted his cock that bad, he wasn't the biggest or thickest but his cum my be the sweetest I have ever had. On the third day when he walked past me on his way to the restroom he stopped at the table and said I should give him a chance to get a different mouth, after all that was why he was using a glory hole and not having a lover.
I was disappointed. That didn't stop me from going in the restroom shortly after him. That time was the first time I stuck my cock through a hole not knowing what was going to happen. I was only through the hole a few seconds when I felt lips on the head of my cock and then the entire shaft being engulfed in a hot wetness. If it was that black man I wish I could tell him how good he was at sucking cock, I have measured every other cock sucker against that blow job. NO ONE HAS MEASUED UP. That was the last day I saw him in the library, I would find someone willing to stick their cock through the hole almost every day. After three weeks I ended up with a case of the clap.
I waited for the medicine to take affect before I was back at the glory hole. Once in a while there would be someone that would ask me to back up on their cock, but not enough to replace Kurt and Russel.
With Thanksgiving break coming up Kurt dropped by to ask for a ride home. He promised to fuck me at least once on the way home and back to school. It was an easy decision, I still liked the way he fucked me more than most of the men I had been with, although I was starting to be more interested in fucking. He wouldn't agree to that but did say he would at least give me a blow job on the way to Houston, while we were driving if I wanted. That was the longest drive home from school, Kurt was a hungry cocksucker and wanted my ass as often as his cock got hard. We stopped alongside of the road every couple hours.