Steps to Sucking Cock
by victoria_boy@hotmail.com
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M/m/M+, dorms, oral, mild domination, one way sex.
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Part 14
Now that I was sucking Brad without condoms or mouthwash, he started taking advantage of the lack of preparation needed before a blow job. Brad was able to initiate a suck session any time and any place he wanted without any worry that I would not have the condom or would not be ready with mouthwash when he wanted to get off. I think Brad liked catching me off guard.
One night the next week I was headed out to study at a friend's place off campus, and was walking through the central open area in the middle of campus. This area was a popular hangout for students, and on this particular evening Brad was there throwing the disc around with some guys. Brad noticed me before I noticed him, and called out to say hi. I joined them for a few tosses, but could not stay long. As I was leaving, Brad said he was going to walk with me.
"I was thinking of calling you," Brad said once we were away from the group. There was little doubt as to what he was going to be calling me about. "Let's walk through the woods over here."
Campus has a lot of treed areas and pathways and parks. It is a great setup for runners, cyclists, drug users, and apparently also for sucking my roommate's cock. Brad lead me to an area just off the path where he thought it was quiet enough for a blow job. I did not want this to last long, so I dropped to my knees and pulled his dick out and started sucking him. He was happy to make it a quick one, and did his share of thrusting to keep up the pace. Only a few minutes later, I could tell Brad was close, and he started to slow things down. I froze from my sucking when I heard a group of people walking by. The bushes provided a reasonable amount of cover, but if someone stared over or just happened to catch the right light they would be able to see Brad standing there suspiciously. Though I tried to keep completely still, Brad still enjoyed the occasional very slow fuck in or out.
He managed to hold back for the first group walking, and resumed a decent face fucking rate as they trailed off in the distance. Brad barely slowed his thrusting at all when a bike went by, but slowed down again for the next group walking by. He held me by the skull and controlled the very slow pace, and as the group got to the closest point where they would have the greatest chances of seeing us, Brad started cumming in my mouth.
As the group walked away I was swallowing Brad's load, and once the pathway was empty I stood up as Brad put his dick away. We walked back to the path together, and continued walking towards my friend's place. Once we were clear of the path, Brad turned down the street towards his destination, and told me to let him know when I was leaving and that he might walk back with me.
Studying was difficult that night, as I always found it tough to concentrate if I sucked Brad but did not have a chance to masturbate after. Somehow I muddled through, and as requested I gave Brad a call when I was leaving, but he had already gone back to the dorm and said he would see me there. I got home and found Brad and Sam Skyping. Sam and I said hi, and then Sam awkwardly mentioned that his roommate was home too. When I looked closer I could see a shadowy figure in the background, and was guessing Sam pointed it out so that I would not mention anything inappropriate, as if I would ever bring anything up. I had missed everyone on the floor going over to the cafeteria for dinner, but told Brad (and Sam too I guess) that I was going to go grab a late bite. Brad said he would join me, ended the call, and we headed over. Brad and I sat and ate alone, and there were only a few others still in the cafeteria. "Can you still taste it?" Brad asked before I started to eat. I blushed, knowing that he was asking if I could still taste his cum. I said not anymore, but truth be told I could still taste a tiny bit of it. The taste was a constant reminder that I had sucked Brad's cock, and that I had not masturbated yet. "You must be pent up, eh? Didn't get a chance to finish?" We talked for a bit, and Brad told me how much he enjoyed when I didn't get a chance to finish. He said when I sucked him when I was extra horny I always did really good work. I don't know if this was intended to be flattering, but strangely it kind of was. I had only ever missed out on one of my own jerk offs at a time, and would always catch up the very next time I sucked him. Brad was curious if I would be even better if we tried for a longer time. I was not curious at all. When we got back to the dorm room Brad noticed a missed Skype callback from Sam. While Brad connected with his friend I went about my night routine. I was not trying to eavesdrop but still got the basics of the conversation. Sam's roommate had gone out and he was bored so thought would figure out the plan for his next trip in a couple weeks. San was also trying to convince Brad that he and I should make a trip to see Sam on the mainland. They were discussing details, but I was headed out for a quick shower. I walked back in the room to overhear Brad saying "He's back," and assumed they had been talking about me. They danced around the subject for a few seconds, but the basics of their discussion were Brad filling Sam in on his latest blowjobs, and how much better it felt without the mouthwash. I blushed, and wished they would not talk so openly about what was going on. "Is he going to suck you again tonight?" Sam was asking Brad. "Ya I want another before bed," responded Brad. "I better make it quick, looks like he's ready to go to sleep already." I don't think Brad was trying to be an asshole. I think he was genuinely proud of what I was doing for him, and Sam was the only person he could tell about it. "Fuck... I want to watch!" Sam called out, speaking to Brad, but a little louder than normal so that I could hear. "No way guys!" I called out. "I'm not doing THAT on camera!!" Brad and Sam pestered me for about 5 minutes, and I did my best to stand my ground. After 2 minutes of their pestering Brad had his dick out and I could see how hard and excited it looked to have an audience. As soon as I saw Brad's cock I knew it was a lost cause and Brad would get what he wanted as always, but I tried to argue for the next 3 minutes to be convincing. I gave up resisting when Brad came over to me and stood beside me at the edge of my bed. The heat and the scent were like a drug to me, and Brad knew he had won. With a hand on the back of my head (Brad's right hand so that Sam's view was not blocked) I was guided down beside Brad's cock. I did not immediately take it in my mouth, trying to show some feeble resistance of the inevitable, so Brad took his left hand and used it to smack his cock across my face. I was about to open my mouth and suck when Sam called out. "Guys, you're too far away! I can barely see anything." "Come on. This will be fun," Brad quietly said to me with a smile. "This has me really turned on." I could tell how excited Brad was. I did not resist as Brad lead me out of my bed and to my knees in front of the computer. Brad smacked my face with his cock a few more times, and adjusted the camera to show Sam the view he wanted. Brad had never smacked me like this, and I kind of found it degrading. I excused Brad's rude behaviour, justifying it in my mind as understandable considering how excited he was. "Fuck that's hot," Sam said as Brad started to part my lips with the bare head of his dick. Brad teased my lips a bit, and there were strands of either my saliva or Brad's pre-cum attached between my lips and the now glistening cock. "It must feel so much better without the rubber." The teasing was working. I wanted—no—needed his cock, and Brad was just teasing my lips with the head. I was trying to hold back and hide my desire, but against every ounce of willpower I could muster I found myself opening my mouth and reaching out to take Brad's erection. Brad noticed at the exact same time and pulled back. I froze but it was too late. I was busted. I knew that Brad and Sam both saw me craving that cock in my mouth. Brad had made his point. He let me sit there just long enough for us to both acknowledge how bad I wanted to suck his dick, and then Brad leaned forward again and let me take his cock all the way into his mouth. I faintly heard Sam in the background as he watched, but I was in such a daze that I don't know what was being said. My daze continued, and I just focused on giving Brad the best possible blow job I could. I was applying pressure with my tongue and sucking my cheeks in just enough that my mouth was tight, but not too tight to cause a vacuum effect. I was producing lots of saliva to lube Brad's pole as he fucked my face, and I even reached up to tickle his balls for him as he continued. His moans told me he was pleased. The next words out of Sam's mouth broke through my daze. "Are you gonna cum in his mouth?" Sam asked. I had almost forgotten he was watching through the webcam, and I looked up at the camera in terror. I could see a full screen image of my plainly visible face with my lips wrapped around Brad's dick as he continued to slide in and out of my mouth. "What do you think?" Brad asked. "Ya, do it in his mouth." Sam said. Nobody was asking me. Brad continued to fuck my face, and I could feel his balls slowly drawing up in preparation of his finish. "No, wait. Ya shoot in his mouth, but do a little on his face too." I tried to object, but was too busy having my face fucked. "Perfect," Brad said as he started to drift into his orgasm. I looked up at the camera again, and saw my terrorized face as Brad moaned, pulled his dick out, and shot a volley of cum across my face. My eyes closed, and my terror faded into acceptance as Brad shot a second wad across my open mouth and onto my face, and then buried his dick back into my mouth. I closed my lips and accepted his cum. I could feel myself blushing as Brad's throbs and orgasm faded. "Holy fuck I can see him swallowing!!" Sam's words drew me back to reality, and I fully regretted giving into this show. How could I have let this happen? I thought about that for the next minute as Brad pulled his dick from my mouth. I went to stand up and clean myself off, but Brad stopped me with a hand on my shoulder and I squinted through one eye to see him moving the camera closer so Sam could have a better view of his handy work. "Wait for Sam to finish," Brad softly said in a calm, re-assuring voice. I looked up at the camera again, and as I heard Sam moan I looked at the screen to the little box in the corner that showed his camera. It never even occurred to me that Sam would be jerking off while watching me suck Brad's dick, but that is clearly what he was doing. I looked directly into the camera, and wished it would stop staring back at me. "Ughhhh.... fuck yeah... fuck I can't wait to try that!!" Sam moaned as he shot his load, and I closed my eyes knowing this was almost over. After things had quieted down for a moment on Sam's end, he started talking with Brad. They talked back and forth for a bit, and I looked up to see the camera was off me, but Brad still had a hand on my shoulder. I don't think he was stopping me from moving any longer, but had almost forgotten his hand was there and I had not reminded him. "Does he go and jerk off now?" Sam asked. "Or does he clean up first." "If he jerks off he usually keeps my cum on until he's done. It's easier to clean it all up at once I guess." Brad looked down at me sitting there. "I've been trying to get him not to jerk off every time. If he has not jerked off, the second blow job is always a lot better. I think today will be a good day for him to wait to suck me a third time before he jerks himself." Brad removed his hand from my shoulder and handed me a towel. I used it to clean the cum off my face, and went to bed. I didn't care what Brad said, I wanted to jerk off, but when I got to bed I could see I was visible on camera over Brad's shoulder. If I was going to jerk off, it would have to be a show for Sam. 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