The Party

The Party

Chapter 1

By

Percxyz@aol.com

Note: I do not usually include any comments at the beginning of a story, but don't want anyone to be misled by the title of this story. My intention when I started writing this was to write the scene of a party with just guys in a college apartment. However, introducing the two primary characters took much more time, effort and pages than anticipated. Hopefully you will agree that it was worth it. If you do, and there is interest, the party itself will be in Chapter 2. I have already got the basic structure of the next chapter finished, but spending the time writing it will depend on whether anyone wants more, as this can be a stand alone story by itself.

I had been hooking up with Ryan for about a month. I'd met him on campus in one of the local sports bars. I'd found that if you wanted to find hot, muscular men, it didn't pay to go to either of the two gay bars near campus. At the "straight" sports bars, though, you'd find hot guys hanging out with all the other jocks, watching the ball games on TV and drinking pitchers of beer. All of these young men were a lot like me, looking and acting straight, but I knew from my highschool days that as many of the well-built jocks would mess around with another guy as would the more effeminate boys that you might find in the gay bars. They just did not want anyone to know that fact. From my time as a member of various teams, there was an unspoken rule about such things. If lots of beer or liquor led to one jock giving his teammate head, it wasn't ever spoken of with anyone else. Alcohol had been the primary excuse used by the jocks I'd sucked for letting another guy go down on them or even going further. I'd found that a major clue was to watch the eyes and see which of the jocks spent as much or more time checking out the other guys as they did the girls. Then beer and porn in a basement or other private place would tell the rest of the story.

The bar was full of good looking young studs, most wearing ball caps, tight shirts or large jerseys, and shorts or jeans. It being a college town, there was always a large contingent of girls circulating and flirting with the guys and a lot of them struck up conversations with me. I usually told them I was waiting on a buddy or my girlfriend, and they moved on, while I sat at the bar scoping out the hottest of the young bucks in the place. On this particular night, two tables in particular had my attention. At the first, four young men sat talking and laughing around a pitcher of beer. They ranged from two white guys - a blond surfer type and a raven haired, sexy muscle boy to a hot looking darker complected guy who might be Latino and who looked to be a baseball or Lacrosse player due to his wide chest, powerful arms and ballcap with our school mascot on it. A sexy muscular Asian guy completed their set and the variety of skin tones on such finely formed young males kept pulling my eyes back to them. The second table had three studs who looked to be basketball players. Two were tall white guys with short hair and long , lean and lanky builds, while the third was an even taller black stud.

In discreetly watching these guys, I had seen them flirt with the girls and joke with each other. One of the guys, the black haired stud with the muscles at the first table had spent a fair amount of time checking out his buddies and the other hot men in the bar, much as I was doing. I would later learn his name was Ryan. I had seen Ryan's eyes following some of the same studs I had been checking out, then saw him looking at me. I thought that I'd been discreet, but after awhile, he had come up to the bar next to where I was sitting and ordered a beer. When the bartender brought it, instead of returning to his table and friends, he took the barstool next to me, making a comment on the basketball game on the television.

I responded, looking over at the sexy stud sitting next to me. Up close he was even hotter than I had imagined. He was definitely my type - well muscled and well formed. Put together with a broad chest, trim waist and large biceps, he looked like he played a lot of sports and definitely kept himself in shape. That was what I liked about this bar. The guys who came in were almost uniformly jocks and I loved hot jock bodies. I'd spent hours on fields, courts, diamonds and in weight rooms exercising and building my body and appreciated guys who had done the same. We chatted some more about the game and exchanged names, so I found out he was called Ryan and he learned my name was Dan.

Ryan was roughly my height, maybe an inch shorter than me, but much more solidly built. He wasn't at all fat, but just thick with muscle and sinew through the neck, chest and torso, where I was a bit lankier. I stole a few more glances as his biceps bulged in the short sleeves of his polo shirt and the veins in his forearms stood out as he gripped his beer. He wore his hair fairly long, unlike a lot of the guys who had very short, almost military haircuts. I understood why they liked the short hair - it stayed out of the way when competing. However, I liked the way Ryan's longer hair fell into his eyes and how he unconsciously pushed it out of the way with his left hand.

Ryan hadn't shaved for a day or two and the dark stubble on his cheeks and jaw made him all that much sexier, further defining his already strong jaw line and emphasizing a small dimple in the center of his chin. I adjusted my position on the barstool to give my stiffening cock some room in my jeans. His close, sexy presence was going to have my cock leaking in no time if I didn't keep it under control, so turned my attention to the game trying to distract myself. Ryan and I made some small talk about the game for awhile before he caught me off guard with a question.

"So, you've been staring at Kris for an hour now, Danny. You only like blonds?"

I nearly choked on my beer, but managed to sputter "W-Wh-what?" I was caught off guard both by the question and by his calling me Danny. No one had called me that since I was twelve.

"I asked if you just like blond like Kris, or if darker haired men like me get your attention too. You'd been checking me out since you came into the place, at least I thought so when I came over. But since I sat down, you've looked everywhere but directly at me, though you still keep throwing looks at my buddies at the table and a lot of the other sexier guys in here. I thought maybe you were into Kris cause he's blond, instead of me." Ryan paused for a second, looking me directly in the eyes. "So, what gives?"

"I...um...I like blonds. What man doesn't?" I tried just blatantly ignoring his statement that I was into guys and attempted a lame bit of deception. "But which one is Christy?" Ryan gave me a grin and leaned towards me. I stifled my reaction when he reached out, hooked his arm across my shoulders and around my neck and pulled me closer to him. It felt like a jolt of electricity went through me as I felt the warm skin of his arm against my neck and felt the power of his muscles pulling me toward him.

"I didn't say Christy, Danny, and you know it. I said Kris and I meant him." He nodded towards the sexy blond stud who was now playing pool a few yards away. "You were eying someone at my table and you've been watching Kris, not me, since I sat down here next to you. Every time he bends over for a shot, hell, just about any time the guy moves, your eyes are pretty much glued to him. Were you just checking him out, or was I getting some of your attention too, and you've just gone all shy now that I'm here next to you, or what?" He released me and I sat back up straight, completely unsure of what to say. I could feel a tingle across my shoulders where his arm had been and especially on the bare skin of my neck where we had made actual contact. Ryan waited for a moment but I couldn't find any words. I watched as his eyes ran from my face, down my chest to my crotch and saw his smile widen. I knew that he had seen my hard cock outlined in my jeans.

"I guess you really are just shy at that, Danny, though not all of you." Ryan spoke softly as he gave me a friendly grin and winked. "Well, that's ok. I should tell you though, Kris is about as straight as they come. Oh, maybe if he was completely trashed and horny, he'd let a guy blow him just cause he wanted to shoot a load, but that's about it. There are a couple of other guys in here who'd like a shot at you, though. You're a hottie and you have one hell of a nice body. That's why I thought I'd make my move now. So what do you say we get out of here, find a place a bit more quiet where we can talk?" He held up his beer and I clinked mine against it. As he began to chug what was left in his bottle, I did the same to the beer in my mug. I settled up with the bartender and followed Ryan out the door.

Once we were outside, Ryan turned to me. "So, my place is just a few blocks away. You wanna go there, or to yours?" My head still spinning, I told him I lived in the dorms and had a roommate. "My place it is then. Come on."

I walked along with him, following a bit behind at times and admiring the way his polo shirt tapered down from his broad shoulders to his trim waist, where it tucked into the khaki cargo shorts he was wearing. The light brown cotton of his shorts expanded to cover the mounds of muscle that formed his ass and the thick slabs of muscle in his legs. He was wearing sandals and no socks, so I could see his hairy shins and calves as I glanced down at him. In all he was a five foot eleven package of pure muscled, masculine sex appeal. We arrived at his apartment building and he opened the door.

"My place is on the third floor. Go on ahead."

"I'll follow you. You know where you're going."

"No way, Danny," Ryan chuckled. "It's my turn. You've trailed behind me most of the way here. I wanna have my chance to check you out in those tight jeans going up the steps. I especially want a better view of that hot bubble butt of yours. Just go down the hall on the third floor to the last door." I obeyed, feeling his eyes on me as I climbed the stairs. I figured it was only fair. I was a bit embarrassed that he'd caught me checking him out on the walk from the bar, but now he was evening the score. I made my way to his door and he pushed up against me, pressing his crotch firmly against my ass and his chest to my back, as he reached around me with the key to unlock it. It was only our second contact, but I felt another shock run through me. I leaned back into him a bit and let my butt connect more firmly with his crotch. I could feel his hard bulge against me and my own cock responded.

Once in his apartment, he wasted no time. Ryan pushed me back against the door he had just closed and before I had time to think, his lips were pressed to mine and his tongue was forcing its way into my mouth. I let out a moan as my teeth parted and his tongue explored inside me. At the same time, Ryan's right hand was planted firmly in the center of my chest, pinning my back against the door, but his left had pulled my shirt free of my jeans and I felt his fingers slide up my abs. I shuddered as he found my right nipple and squeezed it, gently at first, then with more force. Ryan broke the kiss, pulling his head back to watch my face as he moved his hand to my other nipple and squeezed even harder, making moan in pain which transformed into pleasure. His green eyes seemed to stare into my soul as he played my body like a fiddle.

After a second Ryan stepped back, shedding his shirt and showing off his incredible chest and back. I felt my mouth watering as I took in the sight of his toned torso and the quarter-sized nipples that capped his pecs. His chest was as smooth as a baby's bottom and I figured with his dark black hair, he must shave his chest. It certainly emphasized his definition. His shoulders and chest were wide, and he stood erect, his chest naturally puffed out from his posture and his arms at his sides. My eyes ran down his body, across the ripples of his abs to the dark hairs that sprouted just beneath his belly button and led the way into the cargo shorts he still wore.

Ryan told me to get comfortable while he got us some beers, so I moved over to take a seat on the couch. I debated taking off my shirt too. Hell, it was late August and we were on the third storey of his apartment building. The window air conditioner units were running full blast, but it was still a bit warm, plus the kiss and his hands had my temperature up for other reasons, leaving me panting a bit. I felt myself blushing at the thought of stripping for him, even though it seemed clear that was where we were headed, when he came back into the room with beers in each hand. He handed me a beer and must have seen the indecision on my face. "Go on, ditch your shirt," he said and let out a wolf whistle as I did so.

"Damn, Danny, I knew you were a sexy one, but had no idea your shirt was hiding that kind of a body. Those pecs and delts are awesome, dude. You really have some great definition. I was thinking that bubble butt of yours was your best feature, but maybe I was wrong. I can't wait to get my hands all over you!"

He set his beer on the coffee table, sat next to me on the couch and reached out for me. His arm went around my shoulders and neck again, and he pulled my head forward until his lips met mine again. I hadn't ever kissed a man like this. Hell, I'd never kissed another man at all before this. Ryan was kissing me the way I had kissed girls when I was on dates, being aggressive, taking the lead and setting the pace. Again as his soft lips pressed against mine, the stubble of his cheeks and chin scraping across my clean shaven face in a way that made my cock ache with need, and his tongue demanded entrance into my mouth. I felt his hand slide over my pecs and abs causing me to shiver with his touch. His hand made its way down to my jeans. As he began to undo the first button, I felt his tongue invade my mouth more deeply. I had my head bent down a bit as I was just a bit little taller than Ryan, and had closed my eyes as our lips met. Now I opened them and as I looked into his brown eyes again, I could see the determination in them so I accepted his domination of my mouth with his own and let him push me down lower onto the couch so that he was now leaning over me.

Ryan used the grip he had on the front of my jeans to pull my hips forward, grinding his hard cock, still covered by the material of his cargo shorts, against my body. I moaned into his mouth as I felt his manhood against me and his tongue penetrating into my mouth, exploring me. I had abandoned my beer on the coffee table and had my own hands now against Ryan's chest, feeling the soft, warm skin covering the hard muscles. I ran my hands down him as he had done to me until I was wrestling with the button and zipper of his shorts. We both struggled, still pressed together, trying to remove these pieces of clothing, until Ryan broke the kiss, laughing. His smile and laugh ran all the way up into his eyes, which sparkled with amusement and I chuckled too as we separated and stood just long enough to undo the buttons of my 501s and the zipper of his cargoes, then settled back on the couch with Ryan even more on top of me. I felt my jeans dropping down my calves to pool around my ankles.

As I grasped his cock, marveling at its thickness, Ryan moaned and pressed his lips back over mine again. He flipped down the front of my underwear and I felt the head of my cock scrape against his tight abs as his cock left a wet trail across my own. I could feel the dark hairs I had seen earlier rubbing against the head of my dick as he humped against me, grinding and rubbing his cock against my hip, side and abs. It seemed he never stopped moving, or kissing as his tongue continued its explorations of my mouth. Ryan grabbed my cock and squeezed, making me moan in turn, then broke the kiss.

"Get those off," he growled, nodding towards my boxers which were now around my knees and my jeans around my ankles. I toed off my shoes and slid my jeans and underwear off, having to lean over as I did it. This put my face on a level with his cock and I could inhale his sexy, masculine scent. I let my tongue take a lap at the head of his meat, tasting him as I shed the last of my clothes. I marveled at the size of Ryan's cock. It was by far the largest I had yet seen, touched or tasted. I was a good eight or nine inches, but it was the thickness that amazed me. My own cock was a solid seven inches and about average thickness. Ryan's cut meat was seemingly as big around as one of those maglite flashlights that take "D" batteries. My fingers wrapped around it, but its sheer mass was intimidating. I licked at the head again before Ryan grabbed my by the shoulder and pulled me back upright.

Our lips met again and I pushed my tongue forward, only to be met by his, which demanded entrance and submission. Ryan moved on top of me, pushing me onto my back on the couch and I acquiesced, letting his tongue slide between my teeth for a third time. This was so different from any of my previous experiences with other guys. I'd been getting together with guys since highschool but those encounters had been completely different. The guys I had hooked up with had given me some handjobs in order to get their dicks in my mouth, and one who had even sucked me in return, but none of them had ever wanted to kiss, always saying that it was too gay, even the guy who got on his knees. Now, not only was I kissing one of the sexiest men I had ever seen, he was kissing me the way I had kissed the girls that I had fucked. His was aggressive and demanding, starting his penetration of me with his tongue, his hard body on top of me with his chest pressed against mine. The stubble on his upper lip scraped against my lips again as he turned his head during the kiss and adjusted his body on top of mine.

I could feel our cocks touch, the meaty weight of his manhood on top on my own, his left hand on my shoulder, holding me down against the couch while his right hand slid along my cheek and up to grip my hair. I felt Ryan's left leg moving between my own, parting them slightly at first then his right leg joining to spread my legs open for him. Our cocks were pressed together now and Ryan humped his cock against my body.

Using the grip on my hair, Ryan pulled my head backwards and up, exposing my throat. Then he surprised me by moving his lips lower, nipping at my chin, then dropping down to my neck, licking and nibbling at it, sending chills up and down my spine. He moved his head lower and I let out another moan of pleasure as his mouth covered my right nipple, his lips and tongue teasing it until it was hard. I arched my back, pressing our hard dicks even more forcefully against each other as he moved his face across my chest to do the same to my left nipple. Now Ryan's beard stubble tickled across my chest as he let it lightly touch my bare skin as he moved his head. I could feel the sparse hairs on my chest and around my nipples get caught and pulled slightly by his whiskers and Ryan moved.

"I love your chest and how much definition you've got," Ryan told me, "I like a guy that has a valley between his pecs so that I can do this. I felt his tongue teasing the skin in the center of my chest before he moved his mouth over to my left nipple, causing me to gasp. When my other nipple was teased and hard, Ryan's head moved lower.

Ryan's tongue lapped at my abs and slid into my belly button. Seconds later, Ryan captured the head of my cock in his mouth and ran his tongue across it. He released it and lapped up and down the shaft. Once it was wet, he took my meat back into his mouth and sank down the shaft until he had taken about half my length, stopping just as the head of my dick reached the entrance to his throat, before backing off. No one, male or female, had even taken my seven inches all the way into their mouths and I wanted Ryan to do it, but knew that he was the one in charge. He'd released his grip on my hair and I looked down at him to see the spill of his black hair blocking most of the view of his face as he sucked me. Ryan worked his head up and down the shaft, milking my dick, making my entire body shiver with pleasure. My hips responded, beginning the instinctive thrusting, forward and back, in time with the movements of his head. I felt his hands grab my ass, squeezing my cheeks and pulling me upward. He stopped sucking me for a second and I looked down in surprise. I watched as he sank his middle finger of his left hand into his mouth, getting it covered with spit. He was back on my meat in a flash and his left hand went back to my ass. I felt the finger begin to probe for my hole but was too caught up in the blow job to stop him or even speak coherently.

I wanted to grab his head and push it down on to my cock, roughly forcing my cock into his throat, the way the other jocks had always done to me during highschool. I considered it only for a brief second before Ryan's his finger found my entrance and I froze. I felt him work his finger inside of me, the way I had fingered girls before fucking them. As his finger penetrated me, his mouth kept up its magic and I let my hands rest on Ryan's shoulders, admiring the feel of the hard muscle there as my ass gripped tightly at his invading finger. All too soon, my balls which had been hanging down began to tighten. My breath was ragged and I was panting as I got closer and closer to cumming.

"Oh fuck, Ryan, that feels so fucking good. I'm close man. If you keep that up, I'm gonna cum! Oh fuck yeah, please make me cum!" Ryan kept sucking for a few more seconds and I thought I was finally going to cum in another guy's mouth, but then he pulled off and with his right hand, jacked my meat. That was all it took and I felt my back arch as my cum boiled up and out of me, shooting over up and onto my shoulder and chest, one spurt nearly reaching my chin. All to soon, I was finished, but was still incredibly hard and horny.

Ryan slid his finger out of me then reached down and grabbed my boxers, using them to wipe up the cum all over my chest and abs. He then began to move upward along my body, his knees straddling my chest until his cock was just an inch from my lips. I looked up past his throbbing meat, along the curves and indentations of his muscular abs and chest to his face. His black hair hung down as he looked down at his cock hanging in my face, then his eyes met mine. I noticed that his were green as he gave me a little nod. I took the cue and opened my mouth, letting him push the head of his cock in between my lips. It seemed like it was too thick for me to ever get into my mouth. He held his cock there, not pushing in any deeper, then pulled out after a minute or so of me licking the head and getting a good taste of the lube he was producing.

"God, I can't believe that I'll ever be able to get this in my mouth. It's so fucking thick!" I told him.

"Just take it slow. Everybody has trouble at first, but the good cocksuckers always manage to take it." I took the head into my mouth, tasting him again and felt his hand come down on the back of my head. He began to push into my mouth further and further and his hand and the couch prevented me from backing off or slowing him. "Yeah, that's it, Danny. Take it. Take it deep. You know you're gonna take me all the way." I felt the blunt head of his cock hit the entrance to my throat and instead of backing off, Ryan pushed forward a bit. I felt tears spring to my eyes as my throat was stretched, but just as I began to gag, he pulled back. I managed to get a few deep breaths before Ryan forced his way back into my throat again, deeper this time. I was only able to stifle the gagging for a second or two before I began to choke on his thick meat.

Ryan pulled out again, let me get a few more breaths, then without warning snapped his hips forward, forcing my jaws wide and stretching my throat to accommodate all of his throbbing meat. Taken by surprise I choked and gagged but he ignored it holding himself deeply inside me. I forced myself to calm down and accept his prick, taking him deeper. "Damn, boy, you've obviously done this before. No first timer could take my cock that way on his first try. Oh, fuck yeah, suck it good, boy. Then, once I've shot one load in your mouth and it's all nice and lubed, I'll fuck you up the ass with it."

If I hadn't been trying to deal with his monster cock down my throat, I'd have been terrified by that thought, but as it was, just getting enough air to stay alive was my primary concern. Ryan was apparently loving the feel of my throat muscles spasming against his meat and held himself deep until I frantically tried to push him back. Laughing, he pulled his cock back until only a few inches remained in my mouth. I sucked in air through my nose and ran my tongue over the head of his cock again.

"Look up at me, Danny. I wanna look you in the eyes while you suck my dick." I looked up at Ryan's face again, feeling the tears caused by his invasion leaving tracks down my cheeks. "God! I love seeing a hot jock with his mouth and throat stuffed full of my dick. I can actually see how much you like sucking, dick, boy! And I can see in your eyes not only how embarrassed you are by me talking about you like this, but how much it turns you on, too. Go on, reach down between your legs and you'll see that I'm right." I could already feel how hard my cock was, but obeyed him anyway, being rewarded by Ryan's large grin as he watched me do it.

"You're a good cocksucker, Danny. One of the best I've had in years. Now, I like to cum in a new guy's mouth right away. You got your nut, now it's time for me to get mine. But just sucking's never been enough for me. If I don't get my whole body into it, you could suck me for days and I'd never cum. So get ready. Seeing you with your hot body, on your back with your lips stretched out around my meat has got me hot. So just relax and take it. I know you know how to let your throat open, so just be a good little cocksucker and you'll get your reward." With that, he pushed into me again, then pulled out. Fortunately, it wasn't a rough, aggressive fuck. Ryan took his time, long dicking my mouth and throat with deep strokes that started out slowly. He began to increase the pace though, battering my throat with more and more force. Still, I knew that he was holding back from just skull fucking me as some guys had done.

That's right, Danny. Suck me. Oh yeah. Use your tongue like that. Yeah, try to lick my balls each time I go deep and it'll be easier for you. Oh shit, that's it. Not long now, cocksucker. Oh fuck yeah! You are damn good. Ahhhh, take it, bitch, take my meat. You've got a mouth just like a pussy, Danny. You like my cock in your throat, bitch?" I'd been called all those names and worse by guys before and had strangely found myself turned on by the verbal abuse. Ryan's words had the same effect, making it easier to take his faster thrusts. I realized that his low hanging balls, which had started out slapping against my chin were now tight against the base of his dick.

"Look at me, Danny," Ryan ordered. As soon as I directed my eyes up to his I could see that he was on the verge of cumming. "I'm just about there, pussylips. Gonna cum in your mouth. Keep looking at me. Right in the eye, cumsucker. Damn, bitch! You've known me for less than an hour and I'm gonna cum in your mouth and you're gonna eat my...Uhhn! Uhhnnn! Ahhhhhhhh! Fuck yeah, swallow my jizz, boy! Swallow it!" He demanded. His cock had pulsed in my mouth as he let out his moaning grunts, sending forth a huge spurt of his sperm each time. Not really having a choice in the matter, I swallowed, my blue eyes still locked onto his green. I saw him grin as he watched my throat work, taking all of his babymakers into me forever.

Ryan reached down and milked his cock, producing a couple pearly drops on the big, helmet shaped head that he ordered me to lick up, which I did. I thought he would be satisfied for a bit, but never underestimate the horniness of a male around twenty years old. He moved up a bit more.

"Suck on my balls, Danny, and I'll be ready to fuck you in no time." I looked up at him past the thick tube of meat that stretched up past my forehead.

"You think you're gonna be able to fuck me with this monster dick? There's no way I can take you. You're way too big!" I let my tongue lap at his ball sac, feeling it relaxing some now that he'd shot his load.

Ryan laughed, and I hadn't ever realized before how sexy a guy laughing could be. "You bet I am, Danny. You trying to tell me that you've got a virgin ass?"

"Well, no, but it's so big..."

"Did you like getting fucked up the ass by a guy?" He interrupted.

"Well, not at first, not really, but.."

"But what? You either didn't like it or you did. Did you let the guy do it again?" Despite having just swallowed this guy's sperm, whose last name I didn't even know, I felt myself blush as I admitted that I had. "Have you let any other guys fuck you?" he asked.

"Yeah," I admitted again.

"Then you liked something about it. You liked something enough to go back for more. Don't bullshit me, Danny. You suck cock like a pro. You know you can take my cock up your sweet bubble butt. And if you're tight? All the better for me."

"Ryan, I don't..." I began.

"What's the problem?" he interrupted. "You afraid of my dick? You seem to be slobbering over it like you love it, Danny. Don't worry, boy. I'll be gentle enough, at least at first. Trust me. You're gonna love it. I was made to fuck, Danny. Born for it. Look at this body. You know why I keep myself in this kind of shape? To fuck. With a dick like mine, everybody who sees it wants it. Either wants it in them or wishes they had it between their own legs. Fucking girls is great and I've done my share of them, but I found out a long time ago that what I really get off on is making another guy, especially a well built jock, take my cock. I love watching another guy submit to me and discover that he not only will take my cock, but that he wants it and needs it. Watching some guy who become my pussy, taking him from being a macho stud to being unable to stop me from putting my dick up his ass and fucking his brains out - that's a fucking incredible feeling. Watching you swallow my seed after knowing me for only an hour and knowing that I'm gonna fuck you up that sweet bubble butt. Fuck yeah. You know you're gonna take it. I'll do you so good you'll wonder how you ever lived without it."

Ryan moved back on the couch, pulling me with him so that he was resting comfortably against the far armrest and I was on my knees between his spread legs. He grabbed my head with both hands and pulled it to his crotch, aiming his cock back between my lips. I didn't protest as his thick cock stretched my jaw open again and his meat slid across my tongue leaving a salty trail of lube. I closed my lips around it and heard him let out a pleasured sigh. I fought the urge to gag trying to take Ryan's cock the way he wanted me to suck him. I tilted my head a bit and that got the angle right. Ryan moaned as my lips reached his curly black pubes. I stayed down on him as long as I could, but even though I'd learned years ago in a dusty dugout long after practice was over, kneeling at the cleated feet of one of my one of my teammates, how to deepthroat a dick, I eventually couldn't fight the gag reflex forever and needed air. I pulled up his shaft, sucking in a breath through my nose and using my tongue on the head of Ryan's dick.

Ryan's body twitched as my tongue teased his sensitive head. Precum was pouring out of him and as it coated my tongue, I looked up at Ryan's handsome face. He was staring down at me, a small smile playing across his lips as he watched me lapping up his hot lube. "You like the taste of my cock, don't ya, Danny?" I grunted in agreement around the thick shaft. "Yeah, I know you do, boy. You're a fucking incredible cocksucker. Even guys that I know have sucked plenty of dick usually have more trouble taking my cock all the way to the pubes than you have, cause its so thick. It's like your mouth was made for my cock. Fuck yeah, go back down all the way, cocksucker, take it all." I did as he wanted, forcing my throat to relax and accept him again and was rewarded with a deep moan from his chest.

I began to work his cock again, taking him deep, then pulling up to the head to taste his precum again and again. I heard Ryan's breathing speeding up as I worked on his cock. I was letting my hands roam all over his body, feeling his hard nipples, pinching them a bit, then working my way down his torso to his legs and feet. I felt the muscles in his arms flexing as his used his hands to push down on my head and reveled in the feeling of power in them. I was surprised when Ryan gripped me by the hair and pulled my mouth off his throbbing manhood. I didn't want to let it go.

Ryan pulled my face up his body, letting me lick at his sweaty chest and taste his salty skin from his crotch up to his neck, before pulling me into another kiss. His tongue drove into where his cock has been just a moment before and again I accepted it. I was lost in the kiss again, savoring it until Ryan pulled my head back. He looked at me, his beautiful green eyes probing deep into mine.

"I'm gonna fuck you now, Danny," he said quietly. I started to protest, but he stopped me with another kiss. He pulled his lips from mine. "I'm gonna fuck you. You've already said you've taken it from a guy and that you went back for more, so no matter what you say, you liked it up the ass. So just relax. I'll get you all lubed up, along with my cock and you'll be my pussyboy tonight. I've been planning this since the moment I saw you walk into the bar, so just accept it. It's gonna happen."

Ryan stood up and keeping his grip on my hair, pulled me forward, turning me so that I was laying on the couch on my back. I saw Ryan pull open a drawer in the table beside the couch and grab a bottle of lube. He opened it and I watched as he drizzled it onto his cock then worked it all over the head and shaft with his hand. He also rubbed some against my hole, then set the bottle aside. I thought he would work some of it up inside me, but before I knew it, he had moved onto the couch on his knees between my legs and was grabbing my ankles. He put my legs up on his shoulders and moved his whole body forward, effectively folding me in half and raising up my ass to the level of his meat. He grinned down at me as he pushed his cock up against my ass.

Seeing this black haired stud over top of me, feeling the heat of his body and the toned curves of his muscled chest and arms had me hard as steel. He grabbed my right wrist and pinned it to the cushion over my head, then did the same to my left wrist. I looked up at his face and he was grinning down at me, but there was mischief in his smile. I felt him pushing forward with his hips, but the head of his cock, covered with lube slid away from my hole. As he raised his hips and his cock found its target, I started to struggle against him, suddenly remembering the size of the dick that was about to penetrate me. As he easily kept me pinned and subdued, I realized that I had let him put me in a position in which I had no leverage to resist or even slow his penetration of me. I couldn't pull forward and away like I had when a guy on the soccer team had taken my virginity doggie style. That guy had still fucked me, but I had slowed the initial entry for a few seconds. On my back and pinned, I could do nothing but take Ryan any way he wanted.

I looked down to where our bodies were about to be joined, seeing again the thick rod which jutted proudly from Ryan's crotch. Again the thickness of it amazed me and as he began to push into me I felt my hole begin to stretch. I looked up at Ryan who now had a look of determination on his face as he drove his cock into me. At first, it felt much like when other guys had fucked me, but then, as the thick head drove deeper, I felt myself stretching more and more - beyond anything I had taken in the past. I let out a gasp of pain and saw Ryan's grin return to his face as he watched me trying to accommodate to his thick cock. Involuntarily, I began to struggle again, trying to get away from the monster cock invading me. I could see that this excited Ryan.

"Go ahead and fight me, pussyboy. You know you're gonna take my cock and I like guys who have some fight in them. Makes it that much better when I put my cock in them and break them to being ridden by a man. I'll fuck the fight outta ya. That's what's gonna happen to you now and you know it. I'm not even the first guy to use your hole, so quit being a bitch and take it like a man - if you can." I made an effort to relax and stop struggling, trying to accept what he was saying because I knew he was right. He was going to fuck me. I had let him put me on my back, spread my legs and put his dick up against my hole. Struggling now was of no use. Ryan could see and feel the fight go out of me.

"That's it. Just relax, pussyboy, and it'll be easier. You should know that. It's gonna be rough at first. Even if you've had a cock as thick as mine before, unless you took it five minutes ago, I'm gonna stretch your little hole until you know what it is to be a pussy. Now just relax, and fucking take it!" With that, he pushed forward hard, his eyes locked on mine and I felt the head of his cock force its way into me. I let out a moan of pain with the last of the air in my lungs and my body tried, instinctively, to squirm away. Ryan was prepared for this, though, and I saw his pecs and biceps flex as he held me pinned in place.

"Settle down and take it, bitch! Take my fuck!" I let out an involuntary yell as Ryan pushed his hips forward, ramming inch after inch of his thick meat into my body, taking me as his newest pussyboy. He leaned over and shoved his tongue into my mouth again, muffling my cry and distracting me for a second from the blinding pain of his penetration. He held his cock buried deeply inside me, his chest pressed to mine, his lips still covering my own and remained unmoving, letting me adjust to the invasion of his thick rod. I was moaning into his mouth, trying to adjust to the pain. It was like losing my virginity all over again and I wished I was on my hands and knees, able to move and escape from Ryan, but Ryan knew what he was doing. The feel of his chest pressed against mine, the heat of his body, his soft lips, the stubble on his chin and cheeks all combined to distract me, allowing me time to adjust.

Soon, Ryan lifted his face from mine, staring down into my eyes and though I still wasn't ready, he began to move, slowly pulling his cock back until just the head remained inside of me, then slowly pushing back in. I let out another moan as he filled me again, then another and another as he began to fuck. The initial pain was diminishing and I let out a different moan as Ryan rammed into me harder. I saw him smirk as he heard the change in my reaction.

"See, Danny? I told you that you'd like being fucked by me. All the guys do before I am done with them." He paused for a second, thinking. "Well, almost all of them, anyway. I've been nice and gentle like I promised, but you're here for me to use to get off, so now it's time for you to get fucked, pussyboy." So saying, he pulled his cock back until the head slipped out of me, then thrust back in, penetrating me again and taking me with his entire length in one stroke. He started long dicking me like this, pulling out completely and opening me again and again and again. I struggled against him, the pain returning as he abused my hole, but was helpless underneath him. After a while, Ryan stopped pulling out and forced his cock deeply inside me, then began short strokes, back and forth. He knew he was hitting my prostate and my cock was hard as a rock, dripping precum. I realized that the moaning I was hearing was coming from me, but was helpless under his onslaught to stop.

"Damn, boy. Never seen a guy fag out on my dick like you. Most stay soft, even though they like it, just cause of the size. You got soft when I opened you up more than any highschool boy had ever done, but then you threw a woody when I started banging you like a cheap slut. You like a man to use and abuse your hole, don't you?"

I had only been able to moan and groan incoherently as Ryan pounded into me, but I knew he expected an answer. "Ohhhh. God. Ryan. Yeah, Ryan. I love your cock. God, you are so much better than the kids who've fucked me before."

"That's cause I'm a man, Danny. You've got a man fucking your little boypussy, not some highschool boy. And you've got one nice tight pussy! Oh fuck, I love your hot little hole. It is perfect, especially in such a well built guy. I love taking jocks like you and showing them what they really need in life. Now I'm about to give you what you've been wanting. I'm almost there, faggot. Gonna fill you with my seed. You want that? You want me to cum in you?" He looked into my eyes as he asked the question.

"Oh, god. Fuck yeah, Ryan. Do it. I wanna feel you cum in me. Do it to me, stud. Fill me with your jizz!"

"Yeah, that's right, bitch. Beg for it. Oh fuck, here it comes. Take it bitch. Take it!!" Ryan lowered his chest against mine again, his face just an inch or so above my own and his eyes drilled into my eyes as he began to cum. I loved the feel of his hard, wide chest against mine, his nipples scraping over me as he thrust into me again and again. I even loved the power I could feel in the tight grip he had on my wrists and the force he was using to hold me in place for his fuck. I felt his body tense as he drilled into me and pumped me full of his sperm. As he emptied his balls into me he continued to stare into my eyes, watching me as I took his cum, then kissed me again, his tongue sliding back into my mouth as the last of his cum shot into me.

When he was finished shooting his load, he lay on me, panting. Sweat dripped from his body onto me and I moved my head up to lick his neck, tasting his salt. I felt him release my wrists, but otherwise he didn't move. I let my hands slide down his back, feeling the sweaty skin covering the muscles of his back. His cock was still hard and he kept it inside me, his cheek against mine, the stubble rubbing roughly against me. I was still bent basically in two with my calves on his shoulders, but I made no effort to move him. After a few moments, I felt his hips begin to pull back, even though he was still hard. It was only when he drove his cock back into me again that I realized he wasn't finished.

"Oh, God, Ryan. I don't know if I can take anymore," I said.

"Too bad, pussyboy. You're gonna get another of my loads before I'm done with you. It's not often I get a nearly virgin muscle boy who's such a pussy. You'll take my fuck again and love it as much as the first time."

Ryan's hips were moving again and I let my hands drop down to cup the cheeks of his ass. I could feel the muscles tighten each time he drove his cock into me, then relax as he pulled back. After about five minutes of this, he pulled out of me completely and lifted my legs up and to the side. He twisted me so that I was laying face down on the couch. Then he smacked my ass, hard.

As the sound of the slap echoed through the apartment, he said "Up pussyboy. On your hands and knees. Bitches like you need to take it like a dog." I obeyed, getting onto my hands and knees as he settled onto the couch on his knees behind me. There was no warning or prelude. Ryan just slid his hands up under me, giving my nipples another twist, then let his hands lock on the back of my neck. As soon as I was in the headlock, his cock pushed back into me. I was taken by surprise and the pain of the initial stretch caused a whimpering moan to be forced out of me. I heard Ryan laugh as he heard it.

"Bet you never thought you'd be spending your college days whimpering like a pussy while a man fucked you like a tramp, huh?" He chuckled and set up his pace again. He released the headlock with his right hand and moved it to my face. With his left hand he grabbed me by the hair, pulling my head back and the fingers of his right hand slid across my lips. When Ryan forced a finger between my lips, I let my teeth part, so he could explore my mouth with his fingers, as he had with his tongue and cock previously, while his cock now pounded into me. I sucked on his fingers as Ryan's thick cock plundered me from behind without mercy. I realized that no kid in high school, nor any of the few guys I had sucked since coming to college had dominated me in the way that Ryan was doing. He was using my mouth, my ass, my nipples, any and every part of my body that he wanted in any way he wanted and all I did was let him use me. I realized that I was hard still and reached down to stroke my cock.

I thought Ryan would stop me, not allow me to jack off while he was fucking me. Instead, I could hear the smile in his voice as he said " That's right, bitch. Stroke your pathetic little dick while you get fucked by a real man with a real man's cock. Go on, beat off for me and show me how much you love being my pussyboy. I wanna feel you cum while I'm pounding your hole like the cheap slut you've shown yourself to be. Just think. I've cum in your mouth and you swallowed my seed. I've fucked your pussy once and seeded that hole too." I was stroking my cock faster and harder with every word. "And you know what Danny? You still don't even know my last name. I'm gonna cum in your pussy again and for all you know, I made up the name Ryan. You truly are a slut!" I couldn't help myself and I began to shoot as he said this, catching my load in my hand when he ordered me to do so. As he continued fucking me, he grabbed my wrist and forced my hand up to my mouth, then made me lick my own hand clean.

It was a long time before he seeded my hole the second time, which he did while two of his fingers explored my mouth. I sucked him again later that night, taking another thick load down my throat.

We met up four or five times a week after that. I discovered that he did shave his chest to show off his definition, though even with his black hair, he wasn't a very hairy guy. He often would have me take care of what sprouted around his nipples and in the deep cleft between his pecs. I had never shaved my chest, not being very hairy myself and proud of what I was able to grow, but Ryan one day pulled out his razor and shaved my chest and abs, leaving only the trail from my navel that spread down into my pubes.

As we continued to get together, sometimes he wouldn't suck me again, but I always took at least one load each in my mouth and ass. He also quizzed me on my past experiences, finding out the details of losing my virginity to kid on the neighborhood soccer team who was three years older than me. Ryan laughed when I told him of pulling away from the kid's invading cock, trying to stop the painful penetration and told me that he'd never let a guy pull off his cock without permission. I told him how quiet word of my cocksucking abilities spreading through a select group of the elite jocks in my highschool, most of whom were my teammates. He asked me what I had thought of this disclosure and about the guy who had told my secret. He wanted details on whom I sucked and how often I did them, whether alone or in groups, and which of the kids had wanted to take the next step and fuck me. After our marathon sex sessions, I was in no position to deny him anything and gave him every detail he wanted.

At one point he stopped by my dorm room and met my dorm mate, Sam. The guy was hot, but not a single thing he had done had given me any indication he was gay. He was taller than I was, standing a good six four or so. He kept his sandy brown hair long, parted in the middle and covering his ears down to his neck. As I kept my hair short, I found it to be just one of his many sexy attributes, the others being his long, muscular, lanky body and chiseled features. He worked out and had modeled for several national brands. I had seen some of his work and one of his underwear campaigns had gotten me hard and been the subject of numerous jack off fantasies. Having him as a roommate was both heaven and hell.

Sam always had a different girl on his arm, or in his bed, so I had played it straight around him too. Ryan however, after meeting Sam, challenged him to a game of one on one. Sam seemed puzzled that I'd been left out, but I watched as Ryan, despite Sam's height advantage, beat him 21 to 17. Back in the room, Ryan announced he was horny and without any embarrassment, at least on his part, told me to suck him. I was caught, unsure what to do until I looked into Ryan's eyes and knew I'd obey. As I got on my knees in front of Ryan, who was sitting on my bed, Sam just said, "I'd wondered about Dan. He hasn't been dating many girls. Guess he's been too busy getting dick to give it." He stood there and watched as I opened my mouth and took Ryan's meat, then I heard him laugh and he went for a shower.

Sam didn't bring up the incident and I was too embarrassed about it to mention it, so we ignored the subject. That went on for about a week until he came back on a Friday night, very late and very drunk. Ryan had been dealing with a frat function and I had gotten in from the bars about thirty minutes ahead of Sam. I was surprised to see him come home alone on a weekend night. He went to take a piss and when he returned to the room, I asked him about his date. He told me that she'd drunk too much and her sorority sisters had taken her back to their house. He wasn't upset though, and I commented on that.

"Well, at least you're not bummed out about not getting any tonight," I said. I really hadn't thought anything about it, but a wicked grin appeared on Sam's face - a look that I hadn't seen before.

"Why should I be worried when I've got one of the best cocksuckers on campus in the same room with me?" he asked. I knew my face had a look of shock on it because Sam laughed and commented "You just turned red as a fire engine, Dan. Are you actually embarrassed? Don't forget, I saw you get on your knees for Ryan. Hell I saw his cock sliding into your mouth and that guy's got a big mouthful. You didn't have any trouble with it then."

"Yeah....but... you left... you never said...what do you mean best on campus'?" I could barely get out the words.

"Ryan and I ran into each other at the gym and he's been keeping me filled in on your activities. Said I should take advantage of what was right in front of me. He's the one who told me you suck better than a Vegas whore. I didn't say anything cause I don't swing that way, but I've got a buzz and your mouth comes highly recommended, so I'm gonna try it out tonight." So saying he stripped off his shirt and kicked off his shoes. I watched as he made himself comfortable on his back on his bed. He looked up at me, still standing there in shock.

"Well, Dan? Get to work. You know the routine. Ryan says you've sucked him dozens of times and have been a cocksucker for more than half a decade." I still hesitated. "Now, Dan!"

I moved to the bed and reached for the button of Sam's shorts. As I undid it I realized he had gone out commando, and as I opened the zipper, his cock sprang free. I'd seen him soft, often enough, but this was different. He wasn't as thick as Ryan, but was about an inch longer. I pulled off my shirt, and leaned over him. As I took him in my mouth, I slid my hand into my boxers and began to stroke my cock. Sam tasted as good as I had dreamed and I was now fully in heaven, giving the handsome hunk the best bow job I could. I was rewarded with Sam's moans, sighs and comments about how good it felt. I glanced up to see him watching me as I sucked him off, his hands behind his head, which showed off his pecs and muscled arms from my angle of view. All too soon, I could hear Sam's breathing begin to quicken and he let out a loud moan. "Oh, fuck, yeah! I'm cumming Danny. Take it. Take it all and swallow it like a good cocksucker. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! Ryan's right. You could suck a bowling ball through a straw. Ahhhh, yeahhhh, boy. That's it." I stayed on his cock, getting the last drops that I could milk out with my lips as he began to soften. I was close myself and within seconds, as the last of Sam's sperm coated my tongue, I shot my load into my hand and shorts.

When I looked up to see if this had made Sam uncomfortable, I saw his eyes were closed and he was breathing evenly, obviously asleep. I went into the bathroom, got cleaned up and returned to bed. The next morning, when I awoke, I could hear the shower running. When Sam came back in, he gave me a wink. "I'm not gay and I'm never gonna touch your dick, Dan, but you enjoyed sucking me last night, right?" I nodded my head in agreement. "Then I'll let you have it again. You want that?"

"Sure, Sam," I said.

"Cool. Just remember. I'll tell you when. I'll tell you where. You don't come begging me for it. I will decide when, where and how. Got it?" I nodded again. "Good. See ya later." He headed off for class.

I continued to see Ryan as often as he wanted me. It was a Thursday night a month or so later and he'd just finished fucking me in his bed when he mentioned the party.

"Tomorrow night is a party that some guys I know have. I think you'd probably like it."

"What kind of party? Who are the guys?" I asked.

"Well, it's a group of my buddies who like to hook up with other guys. I think you'd have a good time." I could hear a bit of sarcasm in his voice as he stated the obvious. "We are always looking for new guys that meet the right specifications. There are only three. First, they have to be in shape and hot enough, and you certainly meet that criteria. Second, they have to be willing to do it with another guy - either take cock, give it or both. We both know you not only meet, you excel in the taking cock criteria. Third, they have to be brought in by an existing member - that's me. You think you'd want to go?"

"It sounds hot, but what exactly happens?" I asked.

"Sometimes it's guys just pairing up in different bedrooms. Sometimes it can be, well, an orgy I guess, in the living room or several pairs, threesomes, etc. spread around the house. It kinda depends on what guys show up, how many there are and what they're into. You interested?"

"Yeah, I guess I am. What would I have to do."

"You don't HAVE to do anything - except as far as I'm concerned. With me, you are always bottom, as I think we've established since the first night we met, and one hell of a good fuck." He grinned at me. "At the party, well, it just depends on what you want and what you can get. If you're man enough to get a guy on his knees sucking you or get your cock up his ass, then great. If you submit to a guy or several guys and get put on your knees, or on your back, that's great too. It's about guys who like to fuck around with other guys getting the chance to do it. Pretty damn simple."

"And the guys really are hot?"

"Hell yeah, bodies like ours. All either play sports, work out, or most often do both. I guess they've basically all got nice cocks, if that's your thing." He grinned at me and winked. "Not many bigger than mine, but one guy is hung like a horse. Seeing pussyboys try to take his monster is always entertaining."

"Who knows about this party? There aren't any pictures or anything are there?"

"You've been here for a couple months and have never heard about it. There are people on this campus who've been here for years and don't know about it and never will. We don't advertise. The only people who ever know are those who get invited to it, so it's guys who are known to be into other guys. No one will know you were there except the other guys at the party."

"Well, then I guess count me in," I said.

"Cool. Be here tomorrow at 8 p.m. sharp and I'll take you there. The party can run anywhere from a couple hours to all night depending on who's there and what happens. I know you will like the guys. I've seen you staring at some of them at the sports bar." That really got my curiosity going and I wondered which of the jock studs I had seen at the bar participated in this get together, but Ryan wouldn't tell me any more. Instead, when I kept asking questions, he pushed my head down to his cock and filled my mouth to keep me quiet.

Note: As stated at the beginning, this can be a stand alone story, but if there is interest in more, I will continue with Chapter 2 which takes Ryan and Dan to the party. Thanks for reading.