I wondered what Mike had planned for me. So did little Timmy!
I walked back to the dorm in a fog of lust with my pack in front of me all the way. My mind was whirling with all that had happened this morning and the two guys and Mike's hint at something special when I returned to the dorm. The one guy, Rick, wanted to meet me and do things from the sound of it. Was I ready for that? And the other guy, from the other class wanted me to take pictures of him. Would he let me take them of him naked? My cock twitched at the thought.
I passed through the entrance and stairs to my room without seeing anything, my heart was speeding up as I got nearer to my room. I was feeling that on edge, nervousness again. My hand shook as I put the key into the door. I opened the door and looked in and stopped. Mike was there, naked, of course and smiling.
"How did the day go? And did you get an exchange of cans?" He walked over to me as I sat down my pack and reached out and pulled off my shirt. I let him strip me, enjoying the sensations.
"I got a can exchanged." I reached down into my pack and got out the thermos and handed it to Mike. He took off the top and took out the can. He put his nose over the hole and inhaled and said, "Ahhh!" He tipped it back and took a swig. "Yeah, that's the stuff." He handed me the can and watched what I would do.
I was all nervous again, I didn't know about this. I wasn't certain I wanted to do this. I took the can and then tipped it back and took a swallow. "Yuck!" I managed to say after swallowing the foul, nasty tasting stuff. "How can you drink that? Why would you drink that?" I was still making faces and running my tongue in and out of my mouth trying to rid myself of the salty tangy taste.
Mike laughed, "I guess it is an acquired taste. My brother's fed me so much piss; I guess I grew to like it. They always told me if you drank a guy's piss then you didn't have much you could say about him." He took the can and took another swig. "And drinking a stranger's piss is really hot for me -- some unknown guys sent me his piss and he has mine." He looked at the expression on my face and said, "Well, you could always start out with pouring it over yourself."
Again I had to ask, "Why?"
He laughed, "As a way of marking your friends, sort of like a dog marking its territory. And with the stranger again, it is like you are acknowledging a kinship to him. And I find it very hot to jerk off with a piss soaked crotch." He smiled, "Again, it is something my brothers did to me.
"We would hike in the woods and get to some remote location and they would make me strip and kneel on the ground and then they would piss on me and make me jack off for them." His cock was growing as he told the story.
"Did you ever piss on any of them?" I asked trying to find out as much as I could.
"Hell, yes!" He chuckled, "We pissed on each other every chance we got. That's how I got so good at pissing anyplace anytime; like pissing in guy's pockets." He smiled again. "We would go into the backyard and stand in a line and piss, or we would stop along the road and piss, we would piss anywhere." He thought for a moment, "I have to give you one piece of advice. If you do get into drinking piss, you should drink plenty of water afterwards as it is very dehydrating."
"After that taste, I don't know if I will be drinking much more of it," still grimacing at the taste.
"Maybe it will be different if it is mine!" He laughed and ruffled my hair.
"And my day was fine, except that I am so focused on guys and so horny. I sent both of my classes checking out guys." I looked down at my feet then as I remembered the conversations.
"What?" Mike asked sensing something.
"I, ah. This guy. I mean, these guys."
"Start over and just tell me."
I told him about the guy who asked me to come over and study. And before he could respond I told him about the guy who said I could take pictures of him. He thought for a moment and then said, "Tim, good for you. You are learning about guys and finding out that guys are good to look at and that they like to look at you." I blushed again.
"Go on the study date and just be open (pun intended) to anything that happens. If you don't like something, tell him and if he doesn't stop or quit, then leave. Have fun." He was being sincere. "And the other guy, see if he will let you bring your photographer along and set up a place to take the pictures."
"And you will be my photographer?" I smiled liking the idea. I was still nervous about being alone with the study guy, but wanted to follow Mike's advice. He hadn't led me wrong so far.
He laughed, "Of course." There was a knock on the door. I looked at Mike, who was nearly hard and I was hard and then at the door. Mike smiled. "I told you I would have a something planned for you this afternoon." He pointed to the door.
I hesitantly walked to the door. Someone knocked again before I could grip the knob and turn the handle. I stood a bit behind the door as I opened it. A guy was standing there. When I opened the door a bit to say something, he walked in.
"This is Joe. Joe this is my roommate Tim." I shook hands with Joe, wondering what he was doing here. I didn't have long to wait to find out. I closed the door. Joe looked Mike up and down and then did the same to me. He gave a nervous smile.
"I met Joe in one of my classes. He was checking me out and after class we got to chatting. Joe is curious about gay sex and thinks he might like it but wanted to see what it was all about. So I invited him over to watch the two of us for a bit. Do you mind?"
I really didn't feel I had any choice. I was chagrinned and a bit put off by it, but my cock was hard. I knew Mike like to be on display and this was just an extension of that. I swallowed and then nodded.
Joe smiled again then and Mike told him to sit in the chair by Mike's desk. This was the second time Mike had put me on display as well as himself. I was so mixed in my emotions. I know I should have been mad or upset or embarrassed or maybe even humiliated, but my cock was throbbing and I wanted action or little Timmy surely did.
Mike walked up to me and gripped my cock and pulled me close. I actually trembled at his touch as he leaned in and planted his lips on mine. He kissed me hard and deep. I was feeling his tongue search my mouth as I closed my eyes and seemed to melt into him. He had one hand on my shoulder pulling me closer and one on my cock, squeezing and slowly stroking it.
He broke the kiss and I came up for air. He took the hand from my shoulder, found my hand and put it on his cock. I reached out with my other hand then and wrapped it around him pulling him back close. This time I started the kiss and explored his mouth with intensity. I moaned and leaned into him as he squeezed my cock again.
This time when he broke the kiss, he pushed down on my shoulders a bit and I began tracing my way down his body with my tongue. I stopped at his right nipple and sucked it in. Then I nibbled on it with my teeth. He sucked in his breath and pulled me into him. I moved onto the other one and did the same and he moaned.
I worked my way down the trail of hair that led from his chest to his navel. I clean that well and then moved lower, still following the trail of hair. He had his hands on my shoulders and I knelt at his feet and studied his cock. It was hard and swollen and pulsing in my hand. I wanted it and I wanted it badly. As I engulfed the head and sucked on it, I heard him sigh and a moan. I had forgotten about Joe. He was getting turned on watching this.
I dart my eyes towards him and saw that he was rubbing his tented shorts. I smiled inwardly and went to work on Mike's cock. I cupped his balls in one hand and worked his shaft with the other and kept my mouth busy on the head. I swirled my tongue around the flared head of it and tried to work it into his piss slit. He moaned and ran his hands through my hair.
He pulled me gently onto his cock, allowing me to take more of it. I took as much as I could, enjoying the taste and feel of it in my mouth. The closer I got to his hairy crotch, the more of him I smelled. I closed my eyes and concentrate on all the smells there were. I smelled the sweat of Mike and his unique musky smell and the smell of piss and soap and all of Mike.
I went to work then trying to work him to the edge and let him have that wonderful rush of pleasure. I got lost in the moment and completely forgot about time and Joe and me, just Mike's cock and balls were important.
I heard him moaning, I felt his balls tightening up and I felt him swelling. I knew he was close then. I didn't want to miss a drop and I wanted it to happen. I heard his I'm-going-to-cum moan then and took as much of him as I could. But he pushed back on my head and his cock slipped free. I moaned then and he groaned and began splattering cum all over my face. I was whimpering because I wasn't getting his cum flooding my mouth.
He held my face in both hands and slowed his spunk to coat my face. I licked my lips and got some of his cum and wanted more. He moved back, bent low and licked some of the cum off of my face and then clamps his lips over mine. He fed me his cum with his tongue. He repeated the process a couple of times. He whispered then, "I wanted Joe to see the cum, but I still wanted you to eat it." I had forgotten about Joe again.
He stood up and put his softening cock up to my lips so I could clean it off. I licked it clean and then took it into my mouth and just held it there flicking my tongue gently across the head.
Mike reached down and held my head. I looked up and he was smiling and then he nodded his head. I didn't understand for a moment. Then I felt it first, the warm flow in my mouth. Then I realized, he was pissing in my mouth. I swallowed what was in my mouth and gagged a bit. His cock slipped out and he continued to piss over my face and hair. I closed my eyes and let it wash over me, inhaling the tang of his piss. I opened my mouth to breathe and he filled it again. I had to swallow once again. It ran down my body to the floor.
My cock swelled and I gripped it and stroked. He was right, it was intoxicating. I fisted myself as he finished and thought I was going to shoot right there I was so over come with lust and horniness. I was panting as I worked on my cock. I was getting so close; I closed my eyes and moved into the moment. I was rushing towards that point when Mike said, "Stop!"
I released my cock and sat there panting; I wondered why I had removed my hand from my cock. I opened my eyes and looked up at Mike. He smiled, "It is not time for you to cum yet." He reached down, took my arm and pulled me up. I whimpered as I stood, dripping with his cooling piss. I trembled a bit as I stood; I had been so close to cumming.
He took me in his arms and gave me another big hug and brushed his lips across mine. Then he pushed me back and said, "Well, Joe, did you get what you were looking for?" Once again, I had forgotten about him being there. But seeing him as I turned; fueled my lust. I had just performed for this guy and he had seen me having sex with a guy! It made my heart race and my cock swell. I had such mixed emotions about what had just happened. I wanted to be ashamed and I wanted to be turned on. It was so edgy doing this and being watched.
"It was totally amazing. I had never imagined anything like that." His cock was pushing out the front of his pants.
Mike pointed it out and asked, "Do you want him to take care of that for you?"
The guy blushed and shook his head, "Mike, I am just not ready for that. Let me get some things straight in my head." He paused and then, "But Mike can I call you up when I have gotten some things worked out?"
Mike moved up and clapped him on the shoulder and said, "Sure Joe. You can call me up any time. And if you want to watch some more, let me know." He smiled, "You know me, I like to have people look at me." He looked over at me, "And I think my roommate, is getting into this as well." He ruffled my hair.
Joe just nodded his head; it seemed he couldn't speak without letting emotion seep in. I could see it in his eyes. And I knew what had gone on my head and knew if he was in any way similar, he did have stuff to work through.
He left then and I looked at Mike again. "That was so incredible. But Mike, I want to cum. I feel like I have missed something, getting so close and not feeling that awesome rush, that incredible feeling that just takes over your whole body and you just want it to go on forever."
He smiled, "I understand. I understand completely. But I can tell you that a bit of discipline in your life is good for you. But most importantly, is you will not believe how incredible it will feel once you ARE allowed to cum. And the longer we hold off and the more you edge between now and then, the bigger the explosion of feelings will be." He clapped my back and pulled me closer to him. He gave me another hug and then pushed me away, gently, and said, "You need to get cleaned up, if we are going to go out." He thought for a moment. "Unless you want to go around the rest of the day smelling of my piss?" He looked at me seriously.
"No." My heart raced and I thought about that. "Mike, I don't think I am ready to do that yet."
He didn't frown or show any displeasure, he just said, "Okay, then let's go get a shower." As I gathered up my stuff, he used a towel to wipe up the piss from the floor. He threw the towel over the laundry bin and smiled. He smiled, "We have to wash that. That is," he looked over at me again and smiled, "unless you want to sleep with it tonight?"
"No, I would much rather sleep with you tonight," and I grinned hugely.
As we headed off to the showers in our robes, I wondered what was in store for the rest of the evening.
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