Steps to Sucking Cock
by victoria_boy@hotmail.com
M/m/M+, dorms, oral, mild domination, one way sex.
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Part 19
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When we were walking back from the bar, Sam and Brad were loud and moronic. Typical student drunks. Neither Cole nor I had too much to drink, so we walked a little bit behind the two old friends to let them have their fun, and to show any passersby that Cole and I were not part of the problem. Once in the room Sam blew up the air mattress and we all started getting ready for bed. A double air mattress plus Brad's and my single beds meant two people would have to share a bed. I was surprised when Brad gave up his bed to Cole, saying he and Sam would bunk together like when they were kids having sleepovers. In no time, the lights were off and we got into our beds. "Hey, we didn't get our goodnight blowjobs!" Sam called out in a drunken state. I too had noticed that nobody had asked for me to suck them, but sleeping on cum denial was already tough enough and I thought the fresh taste of cum in my mouth would not make it any easier. I got out of bed, got a fresh towel, the condoms and scissors, and went over beside Brad and Sam's bed on the floor. Since he had asked, Sam was going to be first. Without the lights on we were relatively safe from Cole's gaze, so I pantomimed opening and cutting condoms and then sucked Sam's dick. Given the state of inebriation, Sam was not as hard as he typically was when I was sucking him so I found myself working hard to get him off. The blow job took longer than usual, long enough for Brad to fall asleep and start snoring beside us on the bed. I worked hard on finishing Sam, and did not intend on slowing down to let him edge before he shot into my mouth. We pretended with the towel that there was a mess to clean up as I swallowed another load of cum. Brad was still snoring, so I was getting up to go to Cole when Sam stopped me. "Still try and suck him," Sam said referring to Brad. "If he wakes up, I bet he'll be pretty happy!" If we had not been drinking, the entire situation would not have come up. Sober Brad would not be passed out, sober Sam would not have asked, and sober me would not have gone over and tried to suck my roommates' cock. As our sober selves were nowhere to be found our drunk counterparts all played our roles. It was a fool's errand anyway. Brad's dick did not really get hard. Sam had me cut a condom while I had Brad's dick in my mouth. After that was done Sam and I were too busy laughing for me to continue with the blow job. I gave up on Brad, and even though I had not been asked I went over to beside Brad's bed where Cole was still awake. The room was dark, Brad was sleeping and I hoped Sam would be too. I didn't ask Cole if he wanted to be sucked before bed, but just reached up under the covers to feel his hardness instead. I already had a cut condom in my hand, and even though I didn't want to use it, I felt awkward just volunteering to suck Cole bare without him coaxing me to do so. Feeling how hard Cole was told me he was ready, so I pulled back the covers and could smell the scent of cock in the air. I gently stroked him, and tried but failed to see anything as I looked up towards his eyes in the dark room. Cole was silent, and with Sam still awake I couldn't simply ask if he wanted lube for the tip of his cock, so I assumed he would want some and slowly lowered my mouth and dipped the head inside until it was good and moist. I half expected Cole to hold my head in place and let the blowjob continue bare, but he did not, and his silence had me nervous. I pulled back up, and spent a few seconds fumbling with the condom tip so Cole would know what I was doing. I still couldn't detect any reaction, so I dipped my mouth down one more time to make sure the saliva was fresh, and to give Cole one last chance to hold my head in place, or give me some sign he wanted me to continue with a condomless suck. When Cole failed to act I almost reluctantly pulled up and fumbled in the darkness to get the condom tip in place. A minute or so after resuming my now covered sucking, Cole started to react. He moved around momentarily, then I felt Cole's left hand rest on the back of my head, and his right hand was moving between the base of his cock and his balls. I continued sucking, and my tongue could feel the line around the head of his dick where the condom was perched. As I explored I noticed the saliva I had put on his head, combined with what must have been at least a few drops of pre-cum by that time, allowed the rubber tip to slide around a bit. This sliding motion is what caused the first moan from Cole. I enjoyed making Cole moan, and feeling his dick throb when I did something that pleased him. As I continued to suck, I was sure to repeat my tongue flicking of the condom and got a moan and a throb each time. After a few more minutes, Cole moved his right hand up to my head, and moved his left hand down along my body where I was standing beside the bed. Cole's hand traveled along my shoulders, down my back, over to my right hip, and tentatively explored to the front of my PJs where my cock throbbed in anticipation of his touch. Being relatively new to cum denial, I quickly learned how small bits of stimulation produce unbelievable results. The first contact through the PJs, then a squeeze, and stroke of my cock by Cole's hand caused my full body to shudder and my mouth to moan around Cole as he pulsed in my mouth. Cole may not have known if he was pleasuring me or torturing me with his touch of my dick, but I'm sure he was quick to make the connection that any contact produced great results to the sucking I was giving him. Cole did not have to stroke my cock or do anything elaborate at all to get me to react. Simple contact with my cock through my PJs was enough to drive me wild and have me sucking like crazy. Each flick of my tongue around the head was rewarded with a gentle squeeze, and I was enjoying being squeezed. The next move by Cole was a little more sudden, and caught me off guard. Cole quickly reached in through the fly of my PJs, and grasped my bare dick. I was licking around the condom tip at the moment he first made bare contact and my mouth reacted swiftly with much stronger flicks of the head with my stiffened tongue. These flicks were strong enough to cause the condom to flip off in my mouth, and I once again Cole's bare dick was exposed for me to taste. The combination of skin to skin contact on my cock with the taste and feel of Cole's pre-cum covered cock head in my mouth was too much stimulation. My body lurched back and froze as I concentrated hard on holding back my own orgasm. Cole reached out for my penis again and I panicked a "no" moan and pulled back further while I tried to knock his hand out of the way. I stayed in this frozen state for a few seconds. The stress had diminished my urge to cum for the moment, and my body slowly relaxed. Cole tentatively reached out again and brushed against my bare cock. After an initial tensed response from my body, I relaxed again and could not resist allowing the touch to continue. Cole was well aware of how close I was, and his touch was careful to keep me on edge without providing too much stimulation. I could feel Cole's bare cock in my mouth, and I know he was well aware the condom was now off. "Keep going," Cole whispered, "I'll finish like last time." Cole did not need to pull out to finish. I didn't care. I was so turned on I would have sucked Cole bare in the middle of the cafeteria, but I did not have the courage to tell him. My sucking continued, and I wanted him to cum quickly as I did not know how much longer I could take the torture I was feeling. By the stiffness of both his dick and his body told me Cole was about to shoot. I decided I would keep my mouth on his cock and let him shoot in my mouth, but Cole was not aware of my willingness (or desire) to take his cum. When I felt his cock tense fully, Cole's right hand pulled my head off his dick by the hair and held it still as his left hand released my dick from his grip and moved to his own cock to take aim. In the dark Cole was oblivious to the fact that my mouth had remained open and I got my first legitimate taste of his fresh cum. The rest of Cole's load was swiftly delivered to my skin and hair on the right hand side of my face, dripping down and across to the left side. Cole certainly enjoyed getting his seed everywhere as he used his cock to spread the cum more evenly, including across my now closed lips. Given my current level of arousal, I desperately wanted to part my lips and clean Cole's cock for him, but I could not bring myself to do it. When Cole was done playing with his cum, I felt him let go of his dick as it flopped across my wet face. Cole's hand slowly returned to my dick, and he gave it a squeeze just to confirm that he knew how turned on I was. I gave off an almost silent moan. My sound was so quiet that I could hear the cum bubble across my lips as I exhaled. I hoped that Cole had not heard this. "Do me a favour," Cole started in a very quiet whisper. Little did he know I would do absolutely anything this boy wanted me to do. Cole's hand went inside my PJ's again and gave my cock another gentle, torturous, squeeze a he continued. "Don't clean it up. Just go to bed and let it dry like this." My dick throbbed to show Cole that I understood. I would have communicated a different message if I could have found my voice. Instead I remained silent as Cole first released my hair, then my dick, and I made my way across the dark room to my own bed. I fumbled around and found the towel covered in dry cum from earlier in the evening, and I laid it down over my pillow. I carefully crawled into bed, still wearing Cole's load on my face. I laid there with my own throbbing and very unsatisfied dick stopping me from falling asleep. = = = = = = = = = = At the urging of many readers, I have signed up on Patreon at www.patreon.com/victoria_boy All of my stories remain free, and will be posted on Nifty.org. Patreon allows readers who would like to "encourage" me to write more chapters provide sponsorship on a per chapter basis. I am donating 50% of everything I collect on Patreon to the folks at Nifty.org, as without the Nifty site I never would have started writing. Sponsorship on Patreon is completely voluntary, and only for readers who really enjoy my work and have the means to provide support. 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