I looked to see if he was serious. I couldn't tell if this was another of my roommate's tests or if he was serious. Man, life was interesting with an exhibitionist roommate.
"You are trying to test me again, right?" I asked him, looking down and seeing the outline of his hard cock in his shorts.
"Tim, if you want to jerk off with me right now, over there in the shadows then I'll do it with you. It is not as exposed as I like it, but there is still a chance we could be seen." He paused then added, "I thought you might want to after what we had just seen, that's all." He thought again and said, "But that's right you have another date right now. So you probably want to save your one chance to cum for then, right?" He smiled his big asshole smile.
"What, you are giving me permission to cum with this guy from my class?" I looked him over questioningly. "Why the sudden change of heart? That I can cum?"
He smiled broadly again, "First, I said you could cum, ONCE, and second, you said that not cumming was keeping you from concentrating on your school work and I don't want you to have any excuses tomorrow." He reached over and ruffled my hair.
"Oh, so I can either cum here with you or with him tonight, is that what you are saying?" I looked at him and asked, "Why can't I cum both times? Maybe that would really help me study better." And then I started laughing because even to me that sounded funny.
"No, you used to cum way too much and didn't appreciate it. So I want you on the fine edge between saving it for when you are with someone and just enough to let you be able to concentrate on school. So twice tonight, would just be wasteful." He smiled broadly. "Besides, you said that I could control when you came. So be happy I am saying yes to tonight." He chuckled.
We had started walking back to the dorms throughout this discussion. "Okay, so what is the most humiliating thing your brother's ever made you do?" I asked, because he never ceased to amaze me with his tales.
He thought for a moment. "The most humiliating? Hmmmm." He thought some more. "Probably the time they had a poker party with their friends and I was being a brat because they told me I couldn't play. So I kept bugging them to fix the Nintendo, or the TV or what was to eat or whatever. There were 3 other guys there, all their age. They were sitting around the table playing poker, drinking beer, having fun. And I was the little brother being a pest.
"Finally, I pushed them too far and they got up, grabbed me and stripped what little clothes I was wearing off of me, leaving me naked in front of the 3 guys. I was embarrassed and turned on at the same time. `Cause you know I like to be naked in front of people."
"You. Really?" I played along.
"But this was different because I didn't know these guys and my brothers were being so macho around them and all. Then they tied my wrists together and tied them to a hook in the ceiling where a light used to hang. Then they gagged me. I had to hang there while they played with their buddies seeing me naked and bound. My brothers would occasionally reach over and stroke my cock to see if they could make me hard.
"They even joked that they would bid blow jobs from me as part of the pot. I blushed. When they saw that, they then joked about putting me in to be fucked and the winner would get to fuck me.
"I began to get a bit scared. At that point, I had only been fucked a couple of times and only by my brothers. I pictured myself being gang banged on the table while everyone watched.
"Everyone was making jokes at my expense, talking about my cock, balls, turning me around to check out my ass, etc. I would bone up and they would laugh and my brothers would pull my cock down and let it bounce back up to hit my stomach. Or they would flick one of my balls causing pain to rush up to my stomach. Not really hard, but just enough so I knew it was happening.
"Then Mark, I think it was, started tickling me. I don't think he knew how ticklish I was until he touched my sides and I started giggling and thrashing. Then he didn't let up. Then Mack, got up,"
"Wait, Wait, Wait. Your name is Mike, and one brother is Mark and one is Mack. What's with all the Ms?"
"My dad is Malcom and my mom is Mary, so everyone in the family has a name that starts with an M. Even the dog, who's name is Maggie. Now can I finish the story?"
"Yes, please. Sorry."
"They were tickling me so much, I started to pee. They stopped tickling me and pointed out to the other guys what I had done. One of the guys said, he wanted to see me piss like a dog. So my brother's untied me and leg me out into the back yard. They untied my hands and told me to get on my hands and knees. I followed instructions. I didn't have much choice. Then they told me to lift my leg and pee.
"At first I thought it was funny, but then the guys started making comments about my brothers having a well trained dog and was I a good bitch, etc. and it got a bit humiliating. Then I don't know if it was because of the beers or what, but one of them said, that I had to take a dump like a dog. So my brother's had me move back on my haunches and squat and take a dump."
I looked at him with an open mouth.
"It was so embarrassing and so humiliating I'll never forget it. But now I can piss and poop in front of anyone."
"What did your brother's do after that?"
"They took me back in and asked me if I would behave if they let me go. I nodded so they undid the gage and let me go. I went to my room and cried for a bit. I was so humiliated. The next morning my brothers came to me and apologized. They blamed it on the beer. They told me that one of the guys really wanted to play poker for a chance to fuck me, but they wouldn't let him.
"I told them how upset I was and humiliated. They asked what they could do to make up for it. I thought for a moment and then said, they had to be my slaves for a week and do whatever I told them to do."
"And did they?" I was eager to know the answer to that.
"Yes. They said they would do it to make up for what they had done."
"And what did you make them do?"
He laughed, "That is a tale for another day. We are back, you have a date and you are already dripping." He pointed to a spot on my pants and then reached over and squeezed my cock making me gasp.
I looked around and saw that indeed we were back to the commons and near Rick's dorm. I tried to get my cock under control, failed and put it in my waistband. I seemed to be doing that a lot lately. I was nervous about meeting Rick. And I said so to Mike.
Mike patted me on the shoulder, "Go have fun, explore, and if something happens you don't like either leave or call me." He held up his cell phone and waggled it. He turned and headed towards our dorm.
I was nervous. I was going to go to this guy's room and he was definitely expecting sex. I had had some anonymous sex already at the men's room and bookstore and sex with the guys that Mike had lined up. But this time it was someone I knew and no one was there to direct me. What would he want to do? What if he wanted to do something kinky? What was kinky?
So by the time I had reached his room, my heart was racing, I was breathing raggedly and I was sweating, that nervous sweat. And I knew for sure that he would take one look at me and slam the door in my face. So with great trepidation, I knocked on his door.
He opened it, saw it was me and smiled and pulled me into his room and slammed the door closed. I started to say something, but instead he planted his lips on mine and forced his tongue into my mouth. Man, this guy was eager!
His hands started running all over me, touching me everywhere, squeezing my cock, my ass, my balls, my chest. I thought he must have a hundred hands the way he was covering my body! I had only gotten as far as his ass.
He still had his mouth planted on mine as he gripped the front of my shorts and fought to get them opened. I back up a moment and took a breath. "Slow down a bit," I asked.
He smiled and said, "I am just so eager. It has been a while and I want every part of you!" He said managing to get the top button undone and then the zipper, dropping my shorts to the floor. Then he reached over and grabbed my t-shirt and pulled it over my head.
There I was, naked after being in his room less than 30 seconds! He oohed and reached for my seemingly ever hard cock. I held him back, "You strip now."
A whirling dervish couldn't have gotten naked faster. One second he was standing in front of me dressed and the next naked. He reached for me again and I wanted to take in the view. The curly head on his head was repeated on his chest -- it was thick and curly and dark and covered from his pecs and stopped and left a trail down to his cock. Thick curly hair surrounded a stiff cut 7 or 8 inches. The curly hair was on his arms and legs. Not matted or rug-like, but curly, and at least ¾ to an inch long. From his legs, it continued up across his butt and gathered in his crack. We were a stark contrast, my shaved stubble where I had anything and his robust, lush hair. I wanted to feel it.
I reached out and he took it as a signal and pulled me towards him, putting the lip lock on me once again and running his hands all over my now naked body. I put my hands on his ass and felt the soft nature of his hair there, then his arms. It was the same soft downy texture. Our cocks were poking each other in the belly.
He pulled/guided me to his bed, until we collapsed on it. Then he was all over me with his hands and mouth. He was sucking and kissing every part of my body as his hands roamed over me, touching every part of me. It was hot, but also a bit unnerving. I attempted to get his attention one more time. I grabbed his dick and squeezed and said, "Whoa. Stop for a second."
He was practically panting. "What?" he asked letting his eyes roam over my body and he licked his lips. He looked almost feverish.
"Is there a deadline that I have to be out of here by? Or are we on a stop watch and you are trying to beat a record?" I tried to light hearted and he looked at me strangely.
"You are going 90 miles and hour. Take your time, enjoy it and let me enjoy you." Here I was the novice giving directions!
He took a deep breath. "I am sorry. I am so horny. I haven't been with a guy in I don't know how long, probably high school and I just..." he ran out of steam.
"Wow," I said and smiled. "Well, I just found out about guys with in the last week. Let me tell you something. Take your time, enjoy it. Look I will do whatever you want and stay for a while. So there is no rush, unless your roommate is due back and he wouldn't want to join in." Wow, I was able to say all of that! And again I was trying to be light hearted.
"No! He would never want to join in. He is a real jerk, also making comments and homos and fags, etc. Yet, he is always stroking off when he thinks I am asleep. I have to sneak off to the men's room to jerk off and I am dying to taste a guy again. I am sorry, I must be revolting you."
My turn to see a guy being insecure and it wasn't me. "No problem. When is he due back?"
"10:30," he answered quickly.
"Okay, plenty of time. What do you want to do?" I really felt like Mike instructing me.
"I want to feel and taste every part of your body," he said eagerly. "I want to drink your cum and I want to get off with you holding my nuts." He blushed at the last comment.
"Okay, I am just going to lay back here on your bed and you can explore to your hearts content." I smiled and added, "As long as you don't mind me getting some feels in myself," and smiled.
I thought that would slow him down, but it only did for a moment. He started at my face and gave me another deep kiss and then moved to my neck, then each nipple and then quickly down my torso to my crotch and engulfed my cock. He licked the head and then hungrily sucked the head in and swirled his tongue around it. I sighed and he started working more and more into his mouth, moaning as he did. The vibrations from this added to the sensations coursing through me.
He paused long enough to suck each ball into his mouth, swirl each one with his tongue before he dove back onto my cock. I was holding onto his cock and enjoying the feel, but his movements to get his head in my crotch were making it difficult.
He took a break and I tried to get him to turn around. He stopped for a second, reached in his drawer, pulled out some lube and a dildo and said, "Use it on my ass, please." He turned around then, head to foot, leaving his hole in front of me. I put some lube onto the life-like dildo and worked it into his hole. He nearly swallowed it with his ass and moaned around my cock again as I sank it into the balls.
As I worked it in his hole, he jacked my cock with one hand while sucking and working on the head with his mouth. He was working me fast and it wasn't going to take much after the previous time with Josh and my state of seemingly perpetual horniness. I began humping into his hand as I pumped the dildo with long strokes in and out of his hole.
He must have sensed as my balls began to draw up because he increased the friction on my shaft with his hand and the suction with his mouth. I felt my body begin to tense up and knew I was close. With a groan of my own, I shoved the dildo hard into his ass and held it there as I began to unload. I shuddered as blast after blast filled his throat. I left the dildo in and reach around and squeezed his dick as he sucked the last of the cum out of my cock and it became very sensitive.
I moaned again and used a hand to push him off of it as I tried to handle the intense feelings in the head of my cock. "OH, fuck!" I gasped, "Stop for a moment."
He moaned, rolled over onto his back and sighed. The dildo was still in his ass and his cock was dripping strings of clear liquid onto his chest. He was panting and reached down and fondled his balls. "Man, that was wonderful. I needed that and you taste so great!"
He opened his eyes, lifted his head and focused on me. "I hope that wasn't too rushed for you, but I wanted it so bad and you were so hot and I was so horny and oh, fuck, that was good!" He sighed again.
I didn't have to look at my watch to know that I had been in his room less than five minutes. I wondered if that was all there was going to be. It was good, but so quick! I thought I wanted more than that. He had definitely gotten me off, but was that all I was here for?
"Fuck me, please," he pleaded. "I need a real cock in my ass. I want you to fuck me until I cum, please." He begged and looked at me with tears in his eyes.
I sat up and moved so I could look at him. "What's wrong?"
He swallowed and wiped his face, "I am sorry. I just have been without for so long and want it so bad. I had a friend in high school and we used to mess around all the time and he would fuck me regularly. It must have been nearly daily the last couple of weeks before we left for school."
He swallowed again and wiped his eyes again. "I haven't been able to find anyone here and have been afraid to approach guys; I didn't know how they would react. Pete and I had been friends since first grade. We showed each other when hair started to grow in our crotch and in our crack. He learned how to jerk off together and we had done everything with each other, but hardly ever with anyone else."
He sat up and looked at me, "I never learned how to approach guys and hook up. Then you took such an interest in me in class and I saw your hard on and knew you wanted it as well. So I was so glad you agreed to this."
He paused, took a breath and continued on, unloading everything that had been pent up. "My roommate is an ass. He is constantly going on about gays and you must be gay if -- fill in the blank. It was like he was trying to make me come out. He would wander around naked or half naked all the time and lie on his bed at night and jerk off. It was like he was daring me to say or do something to prove I was gay.
"I was worried you wouldn't show up tonight and when you did I was so thankful and so eager and so desperate, I practically raped you. I am sorry!"
He paused again and I thought he was going to lose it again, so I got in, "It's okay. Calm down. I am here and I am staying and I am having fun and you did great on my cock." I squeezed his cock again.
Timmy had risen up again and was ready for some more action. "Okay, about this fucking you want, what position?" I said sounding all superior and informed and all.
He blushed again (here was someone who blushed as much if not more that I did!) and said, "I like it when I lay on my stomach and get fucked in the ass, like I am being used and not made love to. I want you pounding on my ass."
"Okay, then get into position." He moved around, put a pillow under his crotch, raising his ass. I moved around behind him and was not sure to put my legs inside his or outside his. I went inside and he moved his legs up and wide and I lined up on his hole. I started to ask for lube, but as I removed his dildo I realized he was plenty greased up.
He sighed when I pulled the dildo out and then he said, "Hammer it in, all in one thrust. I like it rough." Then he buried his head in the pillow in front of his face. I lined up and put the head at the pink puckered hole and then slammed in as hard as I could.
He moaned and gripped the sheets with both hands. I felt his ass spasm around my cock. My balls were now resting against his ass. I knew that had to have hurt, so I gave him a moment and then asked, "Ready?"
"Yesssssss!" he moaned out.
I pulled nearly out and then thrust back in. I did this several more times. Then I used the head of my cock to find his joy button and rubbed the head back and forth over it as he moaned deeper and longer. I had found the spot. I increased the friction over that spot for a while and knew he had to be leaking by now.
I continued to ride along that spot but with deeper and longer thrusts. His tightening ass around my cock was increasing my pleasure as the friction built up for me. But I wanted the tightness around the head, so I moved until I was just thrusting the head in and out. I was amazed how his hole stayed spread open as I pulled out and then pushed into the waiting hole.
I was really exploring the sensations myself. This was just my second time fucking a guy and I was trying out new things; different angles, speeds, depths, etc. It was driving him wild and he was twisting his head on the pillow and hands tightened on the sheets they had griped.
Settling into fast, long strokes, I began to really fuck his ass, enjoying its tightness. I held onto his waist and pumped him hard, deep and fast, speeding up slowly as the rush began in my cock and balls.
I got into a frenzy of pumping then and knowing it was close began to really push at that spot in his ass. He was moaning and I was breathing through gritted teeth as I tried to make each impact, each thrust push him into the same fog of lust I was in.
Then that feeling began, that rush, that steamroller that is going to take everything with it came barreling in and I knew it was upon me. I pushed deep into as the first blast shot up his hot ass. I pumped several more times into his ass. I was breathing raggedly and moaning and swearing and twisting my head with my eyes rolled up as I emptied myself into him. I lost track of him as I went with my overpowering climax.
When I finished and the pounding in my ears cleared I heard him moaning as well. He was humping his pillow and I realized he had cum as well. I felt him shudder under me and let out the trapped air and sigh. I reached under and gave his balls a squeeze. It was his request and I thought better late than never.
I lay down across his back and rubbed his shoulders and head as my cock softened a bit in his ass. I sighed and felt his breathing quiet down below me. He let me lay on him for a bit and finally he said, "That was great and I needed it badly!" He shift position a bit and added, "And your really pounded my ass. Thank you!"
I laughed and said, "No, thank you -- that was a wild ride for my second fuck!"
He nearly threw me off of his back trying to turn over and look at me. "You have only fucked one other guy?" He asked incredulously.
"Yeah," I looked down and blushed, "and that was just the other day." Then I looked up and looked him in eyes. "And I was just fucked for the first time a couple of days ago." His eyes opened wide.
"This is all new to me," I said, raising up a bit on my arms and moving my softer cock out of his ass turned and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Wow!" he said and then smiled, "No wonder you were so shy and all the other day." He put his hand on my shoulder as he turned and sat up in bed. "How did it all happen so suddenly?"
I laughed and looked at him and then down at the cum covered pillow he has been resting on. "Well, you talk about your roommate trying to get you to show you are gay, my roommate seduced me and taught about being gay. I had never touched another man a week or so ago and then Mike just took me in and pushed my limits and has begun to teach me things. In fact, he is controlling my... OH Fuck!" I said and looked at him in surprise and then laughed and then took a deep breath again and said, "Oh, Fuck! I screwed up!" He was looking at me quizzically.
"Shit. Shit. Shit!" I said again and pounded my fist on my leg.
"What?" he asked in a concerned voice.
"Mike, my roommate, is controlling when I cum and how often, etc. And he told me I could cum tonight. With you, I mean. But only once. And I came twice. Oh, Shit!"
He looked at me like I was demented. "You are upset because you came twice and your roommate said you could only cum once. First, that's crazy. Second, just don't tell him. And third, that's just plain fucking crazy. Letting someone control if you can or can't cum."
"You don't understand. Mike and I have this special relationship. He thinks that I never appreciated cumming, because I could cum whenever I wanted to, as often as I wanted to. He has been introducing me to stuff -- wild stuff -- really wild stuff. And I like it," and I looked up at Rick, "and I like him." I smiled, "And I promised him, that I would only cum when he told me I could."
"So just tell him you only came once. No big deal," he rationalized.
"No, I can't lie to Mike. I have no secrets from him. I am sharing everything with him and he doesn't ever seem to hold back on any of the questions I ask, regardless if it is sex with his brothers, his father, girls, whatever. He has answered everything. And I believe he has never lied or withheld any information. No, I can't lie to him."
"Sex with his brothers? And his father?" he really thought I was a nut case now. "Your roommate has sex with his brothers and his father?"
"Yes, but that's not the point. The point is he doesn't lie to me, so I can't lie to him. I have to be honest, even if it means getting in trouble. He might never know, but I would and that would make me feel bad. No, I have to tell him and face whatever he metes out."
"Wow. I guess I understand. Pete and I share everything, but I knew him all my life, I always shared things with him. It was just the way it was. I don't think I ever lied to him."
"But okay, back to you," I said, not wanted to put a downer on this "date" but I knew I would have to deal with Mike later.
"So how do you get to jerk off or whatever," I said, holding up the slick dildo.
"There are a couple of times, when I know he is off with his girl friend or at a show or something and know that I have some time. Then I surf the web, find vids, pics, or read stories. I get hot and horny, and if I know he is going to be away for long enough I will get out this," he took it away from me and smiled, "and fuck myself and jerk off."
"I am just finding out about all the porn of guys on the net. Mike has shown me some pictures and a couple of vids. It fact this one guy took pictures of me and said he was going to sell them on the web." His eyes got big. "But I sort of had a melt down and he didn't." He shook his head.
"But you say you read stuff on the web. What kind of stuff?"
He laughed, "All kinds, about anything and everything. One of the best sights is www.nifty.org. They have an incredible range of stories about man to man sex. Well, they also have bisexual, lesbian, bestiality, and under gay, they have college stuff, military, athletics, piss, anything."
"What's bestiality?"
He really laughed at that. "That's sex with animals." My eyes opened wide. "Yes, girls with dogs, guys with dogs, horses, cows, snakes, pigs, you name it." Now my mouth dropped open.
"Yeah, anything you can think of."
"So what do you read there?" eager to know what turned him on.
"I read the college stuff and the stuff about being controlled," he smiled and looked up at me, "and being used, treated roughly." I was thinking of his requested to be fucked that way and knew what he was talking about.
"I'll have to take a look at it when I get back to my room. I am sure Mike knows about it. There doesn't seem to be anything relating to sex that he doesn't know about. And he has probably tried most of it as well."
I was still thinking about having to tell Mike about the cumming twice, that made me think of school work because I was only supposed to cum enough to be able to focus on class work. I looked over at his bedside clock.
"Rick, I am not trying to be rude, but I need to get back and do some work." That really sounded bad. "I mean. I mean, I don't mean that you, I, ah."
He laughed, "Its okay. We both got off and I got what I desperately wanted. I just hope you had fun." He grinned widely.
"Yeah, to say the least!" I stood up and found my shorts and pulled them on and then found my t-shirt and pulled it on over my head.
He stood and wrapped me in bear hug and squeezed. "Thanks! I really needed that." He patted me on the back as he released me and I found my slippers.
"I'll see you in class tomorrow," he said as he walked to the door and opened it.
"Say hi to your roommate for me," I said and laughed.
"Better yet, you say hi to yours for me. I want to hear about this sex with his brothers and father. You have me intrigued."
He closed the door behind me and I headed down and out. On the way back to my dorm, I replayed the events in my mind. That was certainly a whirlwind experience. Then I framed in my mind how I was going to tell Mike. I decided I would just tell him as soon as I got back to the room. I would do it first thing. I wouldn't put it off. I would just get it off my chest immediately.
I put my key in the door, unlocked it, swung it open and said, "Mike, I am sorry, I came twice with Rick."
"That's very interesting Mr. Waters," said Rich, our RA.
Oh, Fuck! I thought. What had Mike done to me now?
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