Jack was disappointed. It was just another boring party. All the boys were endlessly preoccupied with finding pussy. And none of them were getting any. That made Jack feel slightly better, because he wasn't getting any of what he wanted either. And then he saw Dave, Sam and Pete leave the room. He wondered where they had got to. A few of the girls were still posing about, thinking they were really sexy. Jack pitied the poor boys who were so in awe of pussy that they had to put up with all kinds of shit. But mostly he pitied himself.
Each day one thought filled his head. All he could think about was cock. Or to be more precise cocks, and balls and asses. Each time Jack caught sight of a fellow college freshman's butt he would daydream about what it looked like beneath the fabric. He thought about all the things he wanted to do it. He wondered what kind of cock hung on the other side. It was much easier to butt watch than crotch watch, less easy to get caught out.
There had been an embarrassing moment earlier that semester when Jack had been caught staring at a young stud's package. Johnson had casually cupped a hand around his nuts when he caught Jack doing it. 'Are you looking at this?' Johnson had asked. 'No, no' Jack had stammered. 'Liar.' Johnson had said. 'Try not to stare so hard, dude. Not everyone is as easy going as I am.'
Jack kept wondering where Sam, Dave and Pete were. At last his curiosity got the better of him. He had to find out. He left the room and crept around the house. He saw a light on in an outbuilding. He headed for the building and as he passed the window he just about fainted clean away at the sight he saw. The three lads, and Johnson, were standing around a work bench, and they all had their hard cocks in their hands. Jack entered the room. No one paid any attention to him. He moved to where the boys were standing.
'What are you guys looking at?' he asked. 'Nothing that would interest you.' Johnson said. Jack looked Johnson's shoulder and saw that they were looking at a girlie magazine. 'Hey guys, did you know that Jack is into cock.' Johnson said. 'I am not.' Jack lied. 'Oh yes you are, look at the excitement on your face. Here, have a feel of my big dick.' Johnson said. With that he took Jack's hand and placed it on his cock. Using his own hand he made Jack whack his wanger. Jack blushed a deep red. He wished that the ground could open up and swallow him. And yet, the heat and texture of Johnson's big ramrod was all that he had dreamed it would be. He knew if he didn't pull away soon he would be labelled for life.
It was as if a magnet were keeping him there. Try as he might Jack could not withdraw his hand. The silky feel of Johnson's loose shaft skin encasing the steel rod underneath was the most exquisite sensation on earth. All eyes were on Jack now. In for a penny, in for a pound, he told himself. Jack dropped to his knees and took the beautiful cock into his mouth. If the sensation of wanking Johnson was good the sensation of sucking him was out of this world. Jack closed his eyes as he abandoned himself to the oral worship of dick.
Jack soon felt cocks slapping him across the cheeks, rubbing his eyebrows and eyelids. A cock rubbed the back of his ear. The texture of these hard throbbing cocks was a huge delight to him. He felt a second cock slide into his mouth beside Johnson's. It was a very thin one and he was just about able to cope with both. 'Take your clothes off.' Sam commanded. Jack stood up and stripped off his clothes. Jack's cock and balls were out of all proportion to his slender body. One of the boys gasped as they caught sight of Jack's massive tool. Someone reached over and grabbed it. Jack couldn't see who because Johnson had covered his mouth in a kiss. A hand was playing with his little bubble butt. Another was stroking his chest, while yet another played with his cock and balls. Johnson kissed Jack now as if he wanted to establish ownership. Because all the other boys were suddenly turned on by Jack's huge cock Johnson wanted to claim privilege for having discovered him first.
Jack knew he was just a toy, a moment of madness for these straight boys, but he didn't care. He caressed Johnson's strong back as they kissed. And then he dipped his hands lower to that strong, muscle-bound ass. 'Kiss my ass.' Johnson whispered in his ear. Jack didn't need a second invite. He broke free from the writhing mass and spun Johnson round. He parted the hefty, hairy mound of college jock ass and buried his tongue in the heat of Johnson's crack. Sam whistled in amazement when he saw this happen. Johnson was on his own plane now; his legs buckled as he enjoyed his first rimming. As Jack's tongue worked deeper into him all the alcohol he had consumed that evening took his inhibitions away. Suddenly Johnson wanted more than that tongue.
'Fuck, me man!' he urged Jack. Jack positioned his cock behind Johnson's virgin asshole and pushed. Johnson's scream just about brought the roof down. 'Damn, that hurts, get it out of me.' Jack withdrew instantly. Sam was so in awe of Jack's big cock that he got down on his knees and took it into his mouth. Sam's blow job was rough and crude and inexperienced, but Jack thrilled at the sight of his cock in Sam's mouth. Dave and Pete and Johnson gathered around them. They were close to getting their rocks off now. Dave reached out and pinched Jack's right nipple. Johnson ran his cock up and down Jack's thigh. And Pete pulled Sam away to get his first taste of cock. Pete was only slightly better than Sam. Sweat glistened on all five chests now. Pete came up and stood in front of Jack. It was like having a circle jerk in miniature as they all crowded around him, jostling for best position.
Pete was the first to blow. He shot two strands of very thick jizz onto Jack's belly. Dave followed soon after with what seemed like buckets of watery spunk blasted onto Jack's thigh. Jack smeared some of the cum onto his own cock and delighted in the slippery feel of his cock as it slid through his fist. He was so, so close. Sam shot a warm load onto his balls. And then Jack's heavy load travelled up his tube and left his cock. It blasted all over Johnson's hairy pubic bush. Johnson pulled Jack close and as he kissed him again his spunk cemented them together.
As Jack expected, it was as if it had never happened. None of them would even talk about it. They still endlessly chased girls that wouldn't put out. But then one day Johnson got drunk with Jack. And as they played out their little game again Jack knew that his college days were going to be the best days of his life.
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Copyright 2002 Daniel Blue
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