I previously described how I got to suck off Joey, a straight eighteen year old freshman from my college. But he turned me down when I went back to his room, to try to suck him off again. He made it very clear that he was not gay or queer, as he put it, and that he would let me know when or if he wanted another blow job. I was not to approach him again.
Joey continued to hang around with my roommate Marty, and the other frat boys in my wing. I continued to spend time with them in the dorm, as no one knew that I had sucked Joey's cock. At about that time, Joey began to date Mary Anne, one of the sorority girls. She was really good looking and they made a very attractive couple. I had seen them making out one time, and in spite of my rational thoughts, I became very jealous. I wished it was me kissing Joey, and I wondered if Mary Anne got to suck his big beautiful cock. But I understood that Joey was straight, and that the best that I could hope for, was a shot at giving him another blow job. And that would be just fine with me.
The spring semester was winding down, and Joey had not even hinted that he wanted me to give him head again. However, it remained my favorite jerk off fantasy, although I was starting to doubt if there would ever be another encounter. But one Saturday night in May, during finals, I had stayed in the dorm while the frat guys were all out partying. I watched television in the basement lounge, with the other losers who did not have anything better to do on a Saturday night. I got bored and went back up to my room to listen to some music and drift off to sleep. My roommate Marty was out with the frat crowd. I knew that Joey would be with Mary Anne.
I fell asleep, and was awakened at about 12:30 AM, by a rapping on my door. I went to open it, and was very surprised to see Joey standing in the hallway. I of course asked him in. I had been sleeping in my jockey shorts, and I stood there as Joey moved into the room and folded his arms across his chest. He was wearing jeans and a white tee shirt. I was watching his biceps flex as he folded his arms. He looked over at me with a kind of half smile, half sneer as he grabbed his crotch. He looked over towards me and spoke.
"I need a blow job. That fuckin' bitch Mary Ann wouldn't let me screw her, and shit, she wouldn't even suck my dick. I told her to fuck off and I came to see you faggot. You want to suck my cock?"
I stood there staring at his crotch, as he continued to palm his dick through his jeans. My intense staring was interrupted by his mocking laughter.
"You don't have to say a word faggot. Look at that fuckin' boner sticking up in your panties," he laughed out at me.
It was true. I looked down at myself and I blushed as I realized that I had gotten very excited watching Joey offer me his cock, to suck. I reached down to adjust my hard on in my jockeys, but Joey was quicker and swatted my hand away.
"I told you before bitch. I don't want to see you playing with your queer little boy dick. Now get down on your knees, fag boy."
I dropped my hands to my sides and squatted down on the floor in front of Joey, and he looked down at me. He laughed at me again.
"You pathetic faggot. You are so hungry for my cock that you will do whatever I tell you to. Right bitch?"
"Yes, sir," I responded.
He laughed at me.
"Sir?", he mocked. "I like that shit when you call me sir, faggot."
He was getting off on his power trip over me, waiting on my knees to taste his teen cock again. He knew that I was hooked on his cock, and would humiliate myself for a taste of it. I stared at the bulge in Joey's faded Levi's. I waited for permission to reach for that wonderful cock that I wanted so badly.
"Take my dick out fag," Joey ordered.
I reached up and opened the snap. I could see his growing cock pressing against the faded fabric. I could smell the masculine scent of his crotch and I hurried to unzip his fly. I pulled his jeans down to his hips, and struggled to pull them over his knees. He pushed on my chest with one hand and I fell back onto the floor. He ignored my plight as he sat down on the bed to remove his sneakers and to pull his jeans completely off his body. I was back on my knees as Joey approached me, wearing his tee shirt, socks and white jockey shorts.
He stood back in front of me, and I glanced up and down his fine body. I noticed the dirty sweat socks covering his feet, his perfect athletic calves and legs lightly covered with dark hair. My eyes traveled up his sexy masculine thighs till I focused on the yellowish, once white jockey shorts that were the only layer of clothing between his cock and my lips.
His cock was getting harder and arched into a U shape under the cotton briefs. The waistband of his shorts had separated from his smooth flat teen belly, by the weight of his cock pushing forward. I could see the thick forest of pubic hair showing above the top of his shorts and the line of hair going from his pubes back up under his rising tee shirt. The smell of Joey's crotch was intoxicating and as he shifted his feet to move closer to my waiting head, one of his balls fell out of the loose worn jockeys, and I wanted to lick it. But I waited for Joey's next command.
"Pull down my fucking underwear," Joey ordered.
I reached up to pull them down, when he again slapped my hand away, this time away from his crotch.
"With your teeth, faggot," he finished with a smile. He put his hands on his hips and smirked down at me.
I leaned forward to grab the loose waistband in front with my teeth. My nose was pushed against his now rock hard cock and the smell was getting stronger.
As I pulled the front down a bit, my teeth caught in his pubic hair. He yelled out that I was hurting him, and so I moved my mouth to his side. I gently lowered the shorts a few inches, and then shifted my body to his other side to do the same. Next, I went behind him and used my teeth to pull the cloth down that was covering his ass cheeks. I saw his hairy ass crack for the first time.
Joey moaned, as my face brushed his ass. Then he spoke, as I was continuing to work his jockeys down with my teeth and mouth.
"You know something faggot. I once saw this really sick porno flick where this skanky looking whore ate out a dude's asshole. Real sick shit. But it made me wonder how a tongue would feel licking my crack. How about that fag boy? Want to eat my asshole faggot?"
I really loved servicing Joey's hot hard young body, but the thought of licking his hairy ass did not appeal to me. I stopped my actions to explain to Joey.
"No," I said. "I do want to suck your cock, very much. But I am not into licking a guy's ass."
I remained crouched down on the floor near Joey's underwear clad body, waiting for his response. But he did not say anything. He did though remove his underwear the rest of the way and stepped out of the jockeys to stand in front of me in only his white sweat socks and tee shirt, with his big hard cock swaying in front of him. He stepped right up to my face, and started to fist his hard dick right in front of me. I kept trying to get the end of his cock in my mouth, but Joey would not allow me to. He backed off and stopped stroking. He held it in front of my face like a precious trophy. It was almost eight thick inches of cock, leaking pre cum from the big piss slit. It was fat and hard and I wanted to suck it real bad.
Joey looked down at me with his now sexy patented sneer.
"You want to blow me faggot?", he hissed as he slapped his big wet cock against my cheek.
"Yes, Please sir. I want to suck your cock. Please Joey." I begged.
"Okay faggot," Joey replied.
"Lick my ass and then you can suck my cock."
"But I don't want to lick your ass Joey, I am not into that. Please just let me suck you off like last time."
Joey backed away from me with an angry look on his face.
"This is your last chance faggot. If you don't lick my ass crack, you will never taste this cock again. So what's it going to be, deuce bag?"
I did not want to do it. I thought that licking someone's asshole was disgusting, but I had waited too long for a chance to suck Joey off again. I decided to do what he had asked.
"All right Joey," I said. "I don't really want to do this, but I will, if that is what you want."
Joey broke out into a big grin.
"All right! I am going to feel your tongue in my ass. Very cool."
He spun around with his back to me, and bent over and grabbed his ankles, so that his ass was only inches away from my waiting face. It was tight and firm like the rest of Joey's fine body, but had a lining of dark curly hair along the inside of his ass cheeks, and I could see his hairy low hanging balls, dangling below. I continued to look at his ass and Joey grew impatient, as he now commanded me.
"Kiss my ass, faggot. Right now!".
I puckered my lips and pressed against his left ass cheek and gave it a little kiss.
Joey turned around to look at me and let me know that my little kiss was not what he wanted.
"Don't kiss my ass like you kiss your grandmother, you stupid bitch. Stick your fucking tongue in my crack, you asshole."
Joey then reached back to pull his ass cheeks apart. All I could see was thick curly ass hair, but it was Joey and even his hairy ass was starting to look appealing to me. I stuck my face in. I licked lightly at first, running my tongue tentatively up and down his hairy ass crack, and then I extended my tongue and was hungrily licking his ass. Joey loved it and his body shivered as he let out a holler.
"Holy shit, you faggot. Eat my funky ass. Lick it queer boy. EAT MY FUCKING ASSHOLE"."
My nose was pressed up against his ass and it smelled funky like his balls, but was surprisingly clean and had the scent of a combination of soap and sweat. I guessed that Joey had showered for his date with Mary Anne and I was really getting into this new sensation of sniffing and eating Joey's ass. I then darted my tongue through the hair and actually stuck it into his asshole. Joey loved my wet tongue up his ass.
"Oh you sick motherfucker," Joey screamed. "Eat my funky asshole. Lick that hole.....Oh this is incredible. You are making me so fucking hot."
He then stood up, turned around and grabbed my head, and in one thrust rammed his big cock down my throat.
"Suck it faggot. You're going to make me cum. Suck it..."
He fucked my throat raw, as he had the first time, and did not care how I felt. He had to bust his nut and my face was a convenient fuck hole for him. I tried to relax my throat as he fucked my face. His big hairy Italian nuts were slapping my chin while I choked on his cock. I held the back of his thighs for leverage while he held my head, while feeding me his cock.
It did not take more than a few powerful thrusts before I felt his cock filling my throat with cum. Joey started moaning...
"I'm cumming....I'm fucking cuming in your mouth....oooh....shit....fuck....yeah..take my load....swallow it bitch....shooting down your cock sucking throat!"
He shot the first blast deep in the back of my throat. He then pulled his cock out so he could thrust it back down my throat, but his dick slipped out of my mouth and the next shot was a string of thick milky juice in my face and hair. He re entered my mouth and fed me the remaining spurts of cream. I loved the taste of Joey's cock and his cum. I loved being Joey's cocksucker. I held his softening cock in my mouth until he let it slip out, as he moved away from my mouth. I was on the verge of cumming in my underwear, but knew that Joey would be pissed if I played with my cock in front of him. So I just sat on the floor with my legs crossed as Joey began to dress himself.
When he had his underwear, jeans and sneakers back on, before he closed his pants he approached me, sitting on the floor.
"Time to kiss my dick goodnight, faggot"
He lowered his jeans and underwear under his balls and I moved my face to his crotch and licked his sweaty nuts and soft cock with kissing sounds. But he wasn't through. He then turned around and pulled his shorts down off his ass, and presented his bare butt to my face. I kissed his ass too. This time he allowed me to lick only his ass cheeks. When satisfied that my humiliation was complete, he buttoned up and smirked as he walked to the door with his teen swagger. He turned back to me and had a final comment.
"Fuck Mary Anne. If she doesn't want my big dick, I know where to go for good head, Thanks cock sucker."
With that he left the room. I grabbed my cock as soon as the door closed. I spread out on the floor, lowered my shorts and started stroking my cock. With my other hand, I scooped up the remaining cum from my face and licked my hand. As soon as I tasted his juice, I shot a geyser in the air, over my head and all over my chest. I had to wipe the floor before going to bed, as I didn't want Marty to find cum all over the floor of our room.
The school year ended and we all went home for the summer. Joey and I both lived in Brooklyn, but in different neighborhoods and I did not expect to run into him during the summer. I was hoping that he would allow me to suck him off again in the fall.
But one night in early July, I was surprised to get a phone call from Joey. He told me that his parents were away, and he asked me if I wanted to come over to his house to hang out. I instantly agreed, as I knew that the only reason Joey would want to see me was to get sucked off, and that was what I wanted too.
I drove to his house and rang the front door bell. He answered the door wearing cut off jeans with sneakers and no socks. His fine looking chest was bare. He had obviously been spending time in the sun, as his smooth upper torso was tanned to a golden brown. He greeted me with a handshake and a big smile. His teeth looked very white against his tan skin. He looked hotter than ever and I was ready to worship that boy's body. He told me to follow him. I could smell beer on his breath.
Joey lead the way through the kitchen to a stair case leading down to the basement. I followed, watching the cheeks of his tight butt bouncing up and down in his jeans. As he started down the steps, I heard music playing and then I thought that I heard other male voices coming from downstairs.
I started to say, "Joey, what is...," but he turned around and put his finger to his lips.
"Shh Shh, be quiet. I promise you that you will have a great time."
We then continued down the stairs into a room with a ping pong table, stereo and a television. I saw two young guys sitting on a leather couch watching television. I smelled pot in the air and saw a bunch of empty beer cans. Apparently Joey and his friends had been partying for a while before I was invited over to join them. My heart was pounding in anticipation of what might be happening.
Joey then said, "Randy. This is Larry and Chris."
Neither guy got up to say hello, so I just stood there waiting to see where this was going. Joey looked over at his friends and said with a smile.
"Randy is the ... guy that I told you about."
They both smiled. Had Joey actually told them that I had sucked him off, and did he want me to give head to these teen boys as well? I looked over at Larry and Chris. They were the same age as Joey, eighteen or nineteen and they were both hot. Joey sat down in a separate reclining chair and spread his legs. He did not offer me a seat. Joey watched me as I nervously waited to see what to do. Joey then said,
"Randy. You sit over here."
He was pointing to a spot on the floor near his chair. I obeyed and sat next to him on the floor. I heard Larry whispering something to Chris, and they both started laughing. Joey ignored their cryptic conversation and reached into an ashtray and picked up a half smoked joint. He re lit it, took a big hit from it and passed it to me sitting on the floor. I inhaled and Joey passed it to his buddies on the couch. We each took another couple of tokes and I was starting to feel stoned from the strong pot. I noticed that a ball game was on the television and the stereo was playing. No words were spoken as we smoked another joint and I was looking around the room.
I began to focus in on the two hot looking jock boys sitting on the sofa. The shorter of the two was Larry. He was wearing black loose fitting nylon gym shorts with loafers and no socks. His upper body was only covered with a cut off rock band tee shirt that exposed the lower half of his stomach. He had a tight hairless tummy and I could see one of his nipples when he stretched back to reach for his beer. The shirt sleeves were cut off and he had solid muscular arms. I could see his black arm pit hair that matched the dark hair on his very toned tanned legs. But his stomach and I imagined his chest were smooth hard flesh. I glanced at his face and saw an angular handsome Irish looking kid, with a bit of dark facial hair on his chin and over his lip. He had long straight hair hanging in his face and extending down on his shoulders, and I liked his big brown eyes. He had a similar body to Joey, but Larry was thinner, trimmer and even more athletic looking. I later found out that he had been a varsity swimmer in high school.
The other guy, Chris was very tall and trim with a narrow waist. He had short dark hair and the beginnings of a light fuzzy mustache. Chris wore tight faded blue jeans and white sneakers. His white tee shirt was tucked into his jeans, outlining a trim hard stomach. He had rolled up the sleeves of his tee shirt, and had a pack of Marlboro cigarettes tucked into one of the sleeves. Despite his long thin build, his biceps were well developed, while his skin was rather pale and not tan like his friends. Overall I thought to myself that all three guys were very hot. On a scale of one to ten, I would rate all three as nines and tens.
I remained sitting on the floor near Joey's chair, looking at the television and sneaking peaks at the other boy's bodies. After a period of silence while we were getting stoned and just watching TV and listening to music, Joey made a show of looking down at me and he grinned.
"So Randy. Are you happy to see me?", he asked rather loudly to get the attention of his friends.
"Um yeah sure Joey. It's great to see you," I replied with hesitation.
I looked up to Joey's reclining shirtless tanned body in the chair above me. I realized that his tight denim cut off shorts were very revealing. The legs had been cut close to his crotch and were frayed with white strings hanging down against his tan thighs. They were cut so short that the inside pocket of the jeans was hanging lower than the bottom of the shorts. And I could see the outline of his nuts and dick pressed into the thin worn cloth. In fact I now saw that the fabric pressing against his cock was so frayed that only the worn inner white cloth of his jeans was holding it in, and in a couple of spots the threads had separated and I could swear that I saw the pink flesh of his cock pressing through.
Joey saw me staring at his crotch and began to chuckle to himself as he raised his arms to stretch, and placed his hands behind his head. I looked up his tan stomach and chest and saw his hairy armpits. He had a big grin on his face as he looked down at me, drinking in his beautiful body, in front of his friends.
"Do you like my shorts, Randy? He asked with a smirk. I wore them especially for you."
Chris broke out in a big laugh at that remark, and Larry leaned over to look at me like I was some kind of freak. Joey looked down at me again and started speaking.
"I'll tell you why I asked you over tonight, Randy. Me and the boys have this place to ourselves. We partied on beer and smoke, but we decided that we needed to get laid. We tried to call Amy, the neighborhood slut to give us blow jobs, but she's not around, so I told the boy's about you."
I felt my face turn red as I was being exposed as a cocksucker. And Joey assumed that I would want to suck off his two friends, and the damn thing is that he was right. I felt my cock getting hard, as I had often fantasized about giving blow jobs to a whole team of athletes or buddies. I wanted to suck off a whole team of straight teens. I had jerked off to a scenario of them lining up, and one by one, feeding me their cocks and their cum. And now, apparently this fantasy would come true with at least three young straight jocks. I would be humiliated as a hungry cocksucking fag, but I wanted to do it more than anything I had ever done before.
Tall Chris looked over at me on the floor. He looked shocked as he asked.
"Are you really a faggot? Do you want to suck our dicks?"
I nodded my head yes, as Joey interjected.
"Not only is he a faggot, but a first rate cock sucker too. Right faggot?"
I didn't know that Joey was going to get into the "faggot" talk in front of his friends, but I think that he knew, that the humiliation was a turn on to me, as my dick was always hard when I sucked him off.
"Watch this guys," Joey said to his buddies.
"Kiss my dick through my shorts....faggot"
I got up on my knees and pressed my face into his hot sweaty crotch. I heard the laughter and then the sounds of Larry and Chris slapping high five's, as if one of their teammates had hit a home run.
"Holy Shit," Chris said, "he doesn't look like a queer, but he's sure sniffing at your nuts like a hungry faggot."
Joey look towards his snickering friends, while I nuzzled the frayed fabric his shorts.
"You think that's something. Watch this guys."
He grabbed my head that was buried in his crotch.
"You want my cock?", he asked while holding my head down.
"Yes," I mumbled while still licking the thin material covering his cock.
"Yes, what? faggot," Joey asked me.
"Yes, sir," I replied.
The guys all broke up laughing. They couldn't believe that Joey had found a faggot at college, who would degrade himself in front of two strangers to get some cock down his throat. They were all stoned, buzzed on beer and horny. This night was different, but seemed like they would have some fun, fucking around with this college queer. Joey continued with my humiliation.
"Now faggot, I have a treat for you. Lick my legs."
He guided my head to the inner part of his upper right thigh, right near his sweaty balls, and I loved the smell and the heat coming off his tight muscular thigh, right near his sweaty balls. I ran my tongue over his flesh and I was loving it.
"Keep going, gay boy," Joey ordered. "All the way down to my feet."
I licked his leg down and over his knee and down his hairy leg to the top of his sneaker. I noticed how big Joey's sneakers were. I hadn't noticed his foot size before. I was sprawled out on the floor licking the top of his foot where it met his sneaker, with an audience of two stoned, straight, laughing teens. But they added to my excitement. Joey interrupted my erotic thoughts with another command.
"Take my shoe off boy, and kiss my smelly foot."
Larry and Chris were laughing and making derogatory remarks about me, but I was so stoned, and totally into following Joey's orders, that I did not notice or even care about the other two boys. It just seemed very natural and correct for me to do whatever Joey told me to do.
I obediently removed the sneaker, and now Joey's foot was bare. I noted that he had big toes to go with his big foot. I all ready knew that his cock was large and thought that maybe the saying that big feet mean a big dick is correct.
Joey interrupted by thoughts by smacking me in the side of my head, near my ear with his right hand. It was more of a slap and did not hurt that bad, but I was surprised and let out a cry.
"I told you to kiss my foot, faggot. Do what I tell you, and you won't get hit."
I licked the top of his foot. There was an odor that I did not find offensive, because I was so into Joey. There were veins running across his foot and a surprising amount of hair on his big toe. I kept licking and slurping on his flesh.
"Now kiss my toes. Lick them good faggot. I forgot to wash my feet today, so you can do it for me, with your fuckin' tongue, you homo."
I did as he wished. His friends were laughing the whole time as I really got into slobbering over his sexy foot.
"Now suck my toes. Take my big toe in your mouth and suck it faggot, just like you suck my big cock."
I crawled on the floor and worked my tongue all around his big toe and ran my tongue over his toe nail the way I like to tongue the ridge of his dick head. I moved on to between his toes and licked out the lint from his sneaker and a small amount of toe crud that had accumulated during the day. But in truth his foot was fairly clean and I enjoyed tasting his flesh.
Next, he made me remove his other sneaker and repeat the process of foot worship on his left foot and leg. I licked all the way up his leg until my face was pressed into his crotch, with my tongue in the space between the edge of his shorts and the top of his thigh, where his balls were pressing against the frayed material. I was about to taste his hanging nuts when Joey stopped me.
"Wait a sec faggot. Before you can suck my dick, you have to do one more favor for me," he smirked.
Larry and Chris were watching intently, with big grins on their faces. They were getting off on watching Joey give me orders and my obedient responses. As we all watched, Joey opened the top button of his shorts, and jumped back up into the reclining chair with his back to me. He then unzipped the shorts and shimmed them down about three quarters of the way down his ass. Chris started laughing and said with amazement.
"Don't tell me that he kisses your ass, too? That is just too sick."
Joey responded by pulling his ass cheeks apart and saying.
"Not only is fag boy going to kiss my ass. He is going to lick out the crack of my ass. Isn't that right, fuck face?
I knew that he was talking to me, and responded by putting my face in his ass and putting my tongue in his hairy crack. I worked my tongue up and down his manly teen ass.
Joey was having fun showing off for the two other teen jocks watching.
"Lick my hole now, fag. I forgot to wipe my ass today, so you can be my toilet paper. Taste good?, shit licker"
His ass was actually clean with just sweat and his usual musky smell. I kept licking while all three guys called me every name they could think of. Joey then moved away from my face and pulled up his shorts. When he had refastened his pants, he turned back around. I could see that his big cock was starting to get hard. In my stoned, highly aroused state, I reached out to touch the inviting bulge in his shorts. Joey slapped my hand away.
"I am not going to be selfish with you cock sucker. Suck my friends first."
Joey looked at Larry and Chris.
"Who wants to go first?", he asked.
Larry was reluctant and said that he wasn't sure about letting a fag suck his dick. Tall lean Chris was not and said to the guys,
"What the fuck? A mouth is a mouth and I can see that this fag wants to suck some dick. I'll just think about a bitch with big titties, while he gives me head."
Chris got up and looked at me.
"Ready bitch?"
"Yes, sir," I answered.
Chris laughed.
"Okay faggot. You can suck my cock, but let's go somewhere more private. I don't want these clowns watching me while you are chowing down on my dick."
Joey suggested the laundry room. Chris lead the way to a room attached to the den that we were sitting in. I followed and closed the door behind us.
"This is the first time I ever let a fag blow me, so I don't really know now how to get started. It feels a little weird."
I saw a small stool and sat down on it and motioned for Chris to walk over to me. As he approached me, I saw the outline of a big cock pressing on his jeans. And I could detect the very strong odor of an unwashed man's groin. He looked like he had been wearing the same jeans for a few days now, but I liked the very masculine, funky odor.
As Chris approached me, I popped open the snap on his jeans, and quickly pulled his zipper down. I then pulled his jeans and jockey shorts down together and a big semi hard cock fell in front of my face. It was thick with a big head, and the smell became twice as strong as I moved my lips to his cock. I sucked the length of his shaft in my mouth. As I worked the flesh with my tongue, his cock began to harden. It was soon filling my mouth and pushing down my throat. It was too big and I started to choke and gag. Chris removed his now thick hard cock from my mouth, and I saw the biggest dick that I had ever sucked. It looked like it was about nine inches of thick veiny teen cock.
"What's the matter cocksucker"? Chris asked, in a deep ballsy voice. "Too big for ya to handle?"
He then smacked his hard cock across my face and passed my lips. I had stopped coughing and now extended my tongue to taste the fat cockhead. I loved his big cock. I proceeded to swallow about half of it, while stroking the other half with my fist. He began to get into a rhythm of fucking my mouth and hand. With my other hand, I reached to feel his bare boy butt. It was smooth and tight. Chris felt me touching his ass, and asked.
"Want to lick my asshole?, faggot"
I said yes and he turned around and presented me with a smooth ass. He spread his cheeks, as Joey had done a few minutes before. I put my face up to his crack and extended my tongue. I licked further into his crack towards his asshole. He was not clean like Joey and I had to control my gag reflex as I licked his dirty asshole, but I felt it was my duty as a cocksucker to service his ass as well. The bad taste soon went away, and I was licking and slurping his ass, and loving it. Soon, Chris started to moan and pulled his ass away from my face. He turned around and pushed his now throbbing nine inch cock back into my mouth. He thrust a few times and then with a grunt, started to shoot his load into my mouth. I felt three or four spurts and tasted his pungent cum in my mouth. His cum was bitter but I swallowed all of his juice. He filled my mouth and I dutifully swallowed every drop. He did not allow me to keep his cock in my mouth as he withdrew it and wiped it on my face. He pulled up his underwear and pants and tucked his cock back in. He then turned around and walked out the door without a thank you or anything.
I remained on the stool as I heard discussion coming from the other room. After a few minutes, Larry walked in the door of the laundry room and closed it behind him. I looked over at his lean sexy body. The high school swimmer was tan and tasty looking. I was waiting for him to order me to suck his cock as the others had, but he was not being assertive. I felt that I had to make the first move.
"You can come over here, now," I said.
"I don't know guy," Larry answered.
"The guys told me that you give great head but I don't know if I can get hard for a guy sucking it."
"Let's give it a try," I said.
He walked toward me and stood right in front of me, as I rubbed his soft cock through his shorts. He jumped back as I groped him but then he smiled and came closer again. I played with it and then pulled his shorts down to his ankles. I saw a very pretty fat four inch soft cock. It was buried in a nest of thick black pubic hair. I liked the look of his hairy lower body in contrast with his smooth upper torso. I took his soft cock into my mouth and began to suck it. I kept at it for a few minutes but he was not responding. I then went down and licked his hairy balls. He seemed to like it and began to relax. As I licked his balls, I saw his cock begin to rise in spastic little spurts, until it was standing straight up. I looked at his now hard six inch cock and started sucking in earnest. He was not as big as Chris or Joey and I was able to swallow his entire dick.
I was now getting into sucking Larry's very hard cock. I was able to suck it all the way to the root. I felt my nose pressing in his black pubic bush. I deep throated him and then used my fist and mouth combination, as I had used on Joey, but as much as I tried, Larry did not seem like he was going to cum. He finally withdrew his cock from my mouth, and told me what to do.
"Lick my nuts some."
I licked the solid hairy nuts while Larry jerked off. His balls were kind of small and not low hangers like Chris had. They were very close to his body and I decided to explore the area below his balls, on the way to his ass. Larry liked my tongue work as he started moaning while pounding his right fist on his hard cock. I moved my tongue further down, trying to lick his tight hairy butt, but as I stuck my tongue in his crack and licked his sweaty ass, he began to shudder.
"I'm gonna cum. Oh shit! Here it cums"
He kept jerking it as I tried to get it back in my mouth, but he would not allow me to suck his pulsating cock. I wanted to swallow his load but instead, he jerked off in my face. I felt a warm splat of thick cum hit my cheek, followed by a shot that went in my eye and then I felt a wet spot on my forehead and I thought that some was in my hair. He had shot his entire load in my face, and I was covered in his cum. I stuck my tongue out and tried to taste it. Larry shook his head in disgust as he pulled his shorts back up.
"Sick mother fucker," he said as he left the room.
I was sitting on the stool covered in his cum thinking about Joey, who I figured was next. As I sat there thinking about my situation, I began to play with my hard cock through my jeans, and I didn't realize it, but I was sticking my tongue out onto my face to try and get a taste of Larry's thick sperm. I was interrupted by the sound of laughter. I looked up and Joey, Larry and Chris were all standing in the door way, watching me rub my dick and try to eat Larry's drying cum off my face. They came in the room lead by Joey.
"Hey faggot. Larry told us what he did to you. We had to see what you look like with a pearl necklace," Joey said while laughing.
Joey looked at Larry, and congratulated him.
"Man. You blasted this mother fucker. Cool. He loves this kind of shit." Joey came over to me and asked,
"You want some more cum, you freak?"
"Yes, sir," I replied.
They all laughed at me.
Joey opened his shorts and lowered the zipper and stepped out of his cutoffs. He was now standing in front of me in only his sneakers. I again marveled at his beauty. His body was so tan, except for the narrow strip around the middle of his torso where his Speedo's covered his best parts. He did not let me gaze too long, before he stepped up to me and put his rubbery cock on my lips. He smeared his cock in Larry's cum on my face and then put his cum covered cock in my mouth. I sucked it up.
Joey did not seem up tight about being naked and having his cock sucked in front of his buddies. I always liked Joey's attitude, very carefree and ready to do the wildest things, whenever he felt like it. His dick got hard right away in my mouth and then Joey grabbed the back of my head and started to really fuck my face. His friends were joking about Joey's white hairy ass that they saw from behind as Joey made a show of ramming my throat me his dick.
I sucked Joey and he turned around and bent over and made me eat his asshole. My face was covered in dry cum and Joey's ass sweat, when he turned back around and fed me his cock. He shot off in my mouth and then pulled out and shot a couple more blasts on my face. Joey then put his cock back in my mouth and told me to clean it off. When he was done, he took his cock out and found his shorts and buttoned up. He told me.
"We are through with you faggot. Leave now."
"Can I have a towel?", I asked him.
He looked at me as if in thought, and said
"No. That would be too convenient. Just go"
I stood up with my erect cock still cramped in my jeans. I had some dry and some wet cum in my hair and on my face. They lead the way up the stairs and made sure that I walked out the door. It was dark out, but I was very self conscious, as I quickly walked down the street to my car. But in spite of the abuse, I couldn't wait for Joey's next call, either during the summer or back at college in the fall. I was definitely hooked on being Joey's personal cock sucker.
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