Tony and Dave
By
Percxyz@aol.com
In my freshman year in college, I was assigned a dorm room like all of the other freshmen just starting school. I was also assigned a roommate. I hadn't ever lived with anyone other than my family and was kind of nervous about it, but Tony turned out to be my type of guy. We both worked out and had weight sets. Our dorm room consisted of a large main room, with a smaller bedroom containing two closets. The smaller room had a door that led to a large bathroom that we shared with three other rooms. This made for a total of eight guys using the facilities. Tony and I hit it off right away. Our mutual interest in sports and weights gave us something to talk about and we arranged the large main room with one of the weight benches and other workout gear. Most of the other guys had split the rooms between them, with one taking the larger for the first semester and planning to switch for the second semester. Since Tony and I had already been sleeping in the same room, we decided to leave things as they were and keep the large room for studying and workouts. Our beds were situated across from each other in the smaller room, separated by about 3 feet.
Living with Tony was pretty relaxed except for one thing. He was constantly walking around the room either completely nude or wearing just a pair of boxers or briefs. At first I had tried to ignore it, but in working out together we naturally compared our bodies and development and it was clear that he had made more progress than I had. He stood about an inch and a half shorter than my six foot height and had a darker complection due to his Italian heritage. He had dark brown curly hair, but no hair on his chest, which he kept shaved to show off his definition. And he had the definition to show off! His body looked like something that one of those ancient sculptors had created out of marble. The thing was, he knew it and liked to flaunt it. And I have to admit I was fascinated with his body.
I had spent my time in the showers in high school with the other jocks and was no stranger to a naked male body, but this was different. There wasn't any steam or soap or even water hiding any of Tony's features. I didn't realize that I was staring at his body because of the way he seemed to encourage our competition with the weights in such a friendly fashion. It seemed natural to me that we compared our arms, chests, legs and abs. Eventually, Tony decided that we should compare our cocks. I already knew he was bigger than me. I had awoken early one morning with a bit of a hangover and Tony was still asleep on his bed across from me. He was laying on his back and, as usual, was naked. The sheets were pulled from his body and his cock was hard as a rock laying up along his flat belly. The head of it hid his bellybutton. Strangely, the sight of this got my own cock hard and I snuck into the bathroom to jerk off quickly. When I came back into the room, Tony had rolled over onto his belly and his cock was hidden. I slid back into bed and slept off the rest of my hangover.
About a week after that, Tony called my attention to his dick. We had finished working out and showering and were sitting across from each other on our beds talking. It was late on a Tuesday night, and I had class at 8:30 the next morning. But since I wasn't tired and Tony wanted to talk, I stayed up. Tony was sitting with his back against the wall facing me. His cock was soft and laid over his big balls and onto his right thigh. Even though I had started to get more used to seeing him naked, I found my eyes kept coming back to it, almost against my will. The sight of the hair around his cock contrasted so sharply with the smoothness of his chest that I was kind of intrigued by it. I was sitting with my back propped up on pillows against the headboard of my bunk. I also was wearing a pair of Calvin Klein's underneath some khaki shorts. I wasn't facing Tony, but found my head continually turning to take in his muscled form.
Tony turned the conversation to the two girls that we had taken out the previous Saturday night. I had gotten a lot farther with mine than he had with his. We had brought them back to the room and fooled around in opposite rooms for a long time. The chick I was with gave me a handjob before she left, but apparently Tony's date didn't even do that much for him. That was strange, because usually Tony had his way with any girl that he decided to notice. He had the type of dark good looks that seemed to attract them like flies. I wasn't bad myself, but I have the fair skin and hair of someone with a German/Irish background. It didn't seem to be quite as successful as Tony's dark good looks.
Tony was telling me about how far he had gotten with his girl and asked me how things had gone with mine. He told me he and his girl had heard me cum, which caused me to blush. He saw that and laughed at me.
"No need to be shy, buddy. I've seen you naked a hundred times and I've listened to ya messing around with chicks before that. You've heard me do the same thing." That was certainly true enough. There had been several nights that I bunked on the couch in the large room to give him and his current girl some privacy. Tony had never been quiet through his enjoyment and I usually just pretended I was asleep when the girl left. The truth was I usually listened to it all with my own rock hard cock in my hand.
"How'd she get you off? You sure sounded like you enjoyed it. She suck ya? I didn't hear you fucking her."
My face reddened even more. "No," I mumbled, "she just gave me a hand job."
"That's not bad, but I always prefer a mouth," he said. "Shit, it has been almost a week since I shot a load. My chick got all shy and stuff when we got back here. She left right after we heard you." I watched as Tony reached down and grabbed his cock. It was starting to get hard. I know my eyes widened at the sight because Tony laughed at me again. Then suddenly his voice dropped.
"Ever seen a guy with a hard on before?"
I nodded, not trusting my voice.
"Who was it?"
"Well, umm...it was you," I told him. "I woke up early one morning and you were still asleep and your cock was hard."
"I mean other than that. I know about that."
"You do? I thought you were asleep."
"I was awake before you, but when you got up and stared at me so long, I decided to pretend I was still sleeping. You must have seen something you liked."
"What do you mean?" I asked him, unsure of myself.
"Well you went into the bathroom and jerked off. Looking at my hard cock musta got you excited." His voice was still low and I risked a glance over at him. His cock now stood up proudly from between his widely spread legs. His right hand slowly stroked up and down his eight inches, milking it slowly. I realized again what a good looking guy he was. I had never felt attracted to guys and had only the normal curiosity in the showers in high school and in comparing the results of my workouts with Tony's results. But now I was aware of another feeling in the room. There was a tension that had not been their earlier.
"What are you talking about," I bluffed. "You're crazy, man!"
"No use denying it, Dave. I heard ya in there. You kept it pretty quiet, but after you had stared at me for so long, I got up and listened at the door. I heard you moan while you were cumming. I know it for a fact after hearing you again the other night."
"Yeah, well so what!" I demanded. "So I was horny. Big deal! You're always horny!"
"That's the big deal, buddy," his voice had gone even softer, "I am horny right now and I wanna get off."
"Well then go ahead and jerk off. I'm not interested!"
"Yeah, you are," he said. Tony got up off his bed and moved toward me. I just sat there frozen until suddenly his hand went straight into my crotch. My whole body twitched at the contact, but I knew he was feeling my hard cock through the material of my shorts and underwear. "You're hard again, buddy. You dig seeing my body, my muscles and especially my hard cock. That's cool with me. You can help me out."
"What are you talking about?"
"I need to get off," he said. Tony quickly climbed onto my bed, straddling my chest. His cock was pointing straight at my face. My moment of being unable to move broke and I started to struggle against him. Tony patiently pinned first my right forearm, then my left, under his shins. "Suck me, man. I know you want to."
"No way. Get offa me, dammit! I don't suck cock. I don't dig your cock. Now let me go!"
"You dig my cock, boy," he reached behind and I felt his hand slide around my crotch again. The feeling made me gasp. Tony ran his cockhead across my lips and I felt the wet streaks it left. I didn't know what to do. His hand felt so good on my cock, even with my shorts still on! But I wasn't a cocksucker, I wasn't!
"Open your mouth, Dave. You're about to become a cocksucker," Tony ordered. His hand squeezed my cock again and when I gasped he slid the head between my lips. It butted against my tongue and I tasted his salty precum. I had just enough room to pull my head back and off his cock, crushing the pillows behind me. My eyes traveled from his hard cock, up his smooth, chiseled chest to his face. His brown eyes were staring down at me and he had a large grin on his face.
"You won't....well, you know...you won't cum...in my mouth, right, Tony?"
His grin got even wider. "Of course I'm gonna cum in your mouth, cocksucker. And you'll swallow every drop of my juice."
"I'm not a cocksucker!" I protested.
"You just had the head of my cock in your mouth, Dave. By definition, you are now a cocksucker."
I began to protest and Tony was ready. His hips thrust forward and his cock slid between my lips. The head hit the entrance to my throat and Tony stopped. I broke my eye contact and looked back down to his crotch. I still had about 4 inches of cock left to take. Tony pulled back a bit and thrust in again. I heard him let out a satisfied moan. I tried one last time to break free. All of the muscles in my body strained as I attempted to pull my arms free or my head back farther. Tony just grabbed the sides of my head with both hands and hunched his hips harder, driving his cock into my throat. I began to choke and gag and heard him laughing.
"Music to my ears, cocksucker. By the time I am done with ya, you'll be able to take every inch, no problem. Watch your teeth!" he warned.
Instinctively I curled my lips over my teeth, to prevent them from scraping his thick cock. "Good boy," he mumbled and patted my head like a dog. Then his hips began to move again. His cockhead, lodged in my throat, pulled back some then drove in deeper. Tony used these strokes to drive his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. He ignored my choking and gagging completely. Finally, I felt the dark black pubic hair at the base of his cock scraping along my lips and nose and his big balls hit my chin. Surprised, I opened my eyes. They were watering from the abuse Tony was giving me, but I could see that his cock was all the way in. It was done now. He had made me into a cocksucker. I let my body relax completely. He had conquered my mouth and now there was no use in resisting. I let my hands relax around his shins, feeling his hairy legs as best I could.
Tony immediately noticed I was no longer resisting. I tilted my head back a bit which allowed me to look up at him and actually gave him a better angle to access my throat. His eyes met mine.
"That's right, cocksucker. You just relax and let my big cock down your throat and we will both have a great time. I'll do all the work, this time, and fill you full of my hot cum. Trust me, you'll love it!" He grinned down at me again and watched my face. "Damn! I love seeing your lips stretched by my big dick, buddy. We're gonna be doing a lot of this from now on!"
I realized his cock was moving faster. My lips and throat felt almost numb from the friction of his cock sliding back and forth. Tony reached behind himself again and felt around. I was still harder than steel. I moaned in pleasure. "You wanna jack that some while I cum in your mouth, cocksucker?"
I made a garbled noise around his cock which he took for agreement. Tony raised his leg a bit, freeing my right arm. I wasn't sure what to do with my hand, now that it was free. I ran it along his leg first, feeling the strength in his muscles and the wiry black hair. Then I ran it up to his ass cheeks. I could feel them contracting each time he pumped his cock into my throat. I wondered briefly what kind of a sight we would make if someone walked into the room. Me on my back with Tony on my chest. His cock plugging my mouth and my hand stroking his ass while he did it. I moved my hand to my crotch and slid it under the waistband of my shorts and underwear. My cock was slippery with all the precum it had dribbled. I forced my shorts down and began to stroke my dick quickly.
I watched as Tony pulled his hands away from my head and began to gently squeeze and tug on his nipples. His hips never stopped their thrusting as I watched his nipples get hard as small stones. I found myself wishing my other hand was free to play with them while I stroked my cock, but Tony wasn't going to give me that much of an advantage, in case I was still rebellious. In fact, I had no desire to stop him at all now. My cock felt so good in my hand and his domination of my body, then my mouth and now my mind was complete. I knew he would soon shoot his sperm into my mouth and that I would willingly swallow it. The thought brought me to the edge and moaning around his pistoning dick, I shot my own load all over my chest and abs. I guess my moaning must have felt good because seconds later, I heard a familiar whimpering howl and my mouth was flooded with Tony's sweetly salty cum. I had heard that same sound on so many occasions, but from the other room while Tony fucked some chick. It was the sound of his orgasm. It sounded so loud in my ears that I thought the whole dorm would hear, but I knew in the back of my mind that very little sound traveled through the walls, other than the bass beat from a stereo.
I looked up and could see only Tony's heaving chest. He had thrown his head back and only his torso was visible to me. I watched as he looked down at me again. My mouth was full of his cock and his cum. A small dribble ran from the corner of my mouth. His face got deadly serious. "Swallow my cum, faggot!" It was an order and I obeyed.
His face lit up in a grin again. He held his cock in my mouth for just a few seconds more, before slowly pulling it out. I watched the head, only inches from my face as he grabbed his cock and milked it. A large pearly white drop of cum appeared at the slit. I looked up, knowing what he would say, but strangely wanting to hear the order and obey it. When my eyes met his he told me to lick him clean and I lapped at his cockhead, scooping up his cum on my tongue. Tony's whole body twitched as I did it. His cock was very sensitive after cumming. Mine was often the same way. But he had me lick the head one more time, enjoying the shudder it produced in his body. I found I was enjoying being able to make him feel so good. Tony smacked my face a few times with his softening cock, then climbed off me. He looked down at me.
"You better get cleaned up, cocksucker," he told me. I blushed again at being called that, but a kind of thrill went through me too. I watched as he climbed into his bed and pulled the sheets over his body. I quickly made my way to the shower to clean my own sticky load off my chest. When I returned to the bedroom, Tony was asleep. I climbed into bed and turned off the lights. I shot another load into a tissue before I was able to sleep that night. I think Tony slept through it, but it no longer mattered if he heard me. He would know I was reliving his fucking my mouth as I came again.
I woke early the next morning. The first thing I did was to look at Tony. He was asleep on his belly, so I couldn't see his cock. For the first time, I really stared and admired his body. I realized how good looking he was in a way very different from girls. Where they were all soft curves, he was more sculpted angles and muscles. His broad back narrowed down to his tight waist, just as mine did. I could now see the benefits of our working out in a different light. I realized that my cock was hard again and reached down for it. I kicked off the underwear that I usually slept in and lay on my back, slowly jerking off and admiring Tony's muscular body. I forced myself to stop and climbed out of bed. I made a head call, took a shower and got cleaned up for the day's classes. When I returned to our room and pushed the door shut quietly. Tony rolled over onto his back and opened his eyes. He grinned at me and nodded towards his cock. He was hard. I knew what he wanted, but was now kind of unsure about what had happened the night before.
Last night had been different. Tony had pinned me and forced me to suck his cock last night. Now he wanted me to come to him on my own and take his cock again. I hesitated for a second.
"Get over here and suck my cock," he ordered in a harsh whisper.
I crawled onto the bed and knelt between his legs. He told me to take off the towel I had wrapped around my waist.
"I want to see the proof of how much you like doing this." My cock was hard and he could see it clearly. As I bent forward to take his cock in my mouth I stopped, once again unsure of what I was doing and why. Tony placed a hand on the back of my head and pushed my mouth down onto his cock. It was as if he knew I wanted, maybe even needed him to take the dominant role and make me take his dick in my mouth. Tony moved his leg between mine and rubbed his shin against my cock. I moaned around his dick and sunk deeper on it. My throat was still a bit sore from the night before and I stopped when Tony's big cockhead hit the entrance.
Tony wasn't having any of that and I felt the pressure on the back of my head increase and force my head further down, until my nose was nestled in his pubic hair. I was surprised at how much more easily I could take his cock this time. I felt, as much as heard, him moaning as he raised up his legs, spreading them to give me access to his cock and balls. Tony let go of my head and I pulled up his cock, sucking in air through my nose, then went back down on him. I began to bob my head, taking small strokes with most of his dick in my mouth. Then he grabbed my hair again and pulled my mouth off his cock. I looked up past his abs and the muscles of his chest to his face.
"Suck my balls."
I moved my mouth lower and lapped at his hairy ballsack. Tony was letting out little pants of pleasure as I licked his balls, then sucked them into my mouth one after the other. Then I froze as I heard the sound of a door opening and voices in the bathroom. They didn't carry well, but I could tell it was Stan and Pete whose room was directly opposite ours. Their door to the bathroom opened into it facing our door. I had heard them come through, talking. Tony pulled my mouth back up to his cock and shoved it in. "Keep sucking me," he whispered, "I'm almost ready to shoot."
I didn't see that I had any choice, so I went back down on his shaft, praying that neither Stan nor Pete would come through our door and catch me and that Tony, when he came, wouldn't make so much noise that they heard it. I ran my hands up Tony's chest, feeling his muscles and also his heartbeat beneath my fingers. I found his nipples and squeezed them and pulled on them, like I had seen him do to himself the night before. Almost immediately, Tony let out a low moan and his cock exploded in my mouth. Spurts of cum coated my tongue, then as I took him deeper, shot straight down my throat. Tony was letting out a series of short "Uh, Uh, Uh!" noises as he came. I just swallowed his cream as fast as he shot it out. Finally, Tony was finished and I pulled up off his cock. It snapped back onto his belly, still hard and glistening with my spit. The shower was running now in the bathroom and I looked at the clock. I was going to be late for class if I didn't hurry. I quickly threw on some shorts, shoes and a shirt while Tony lay on his bed watching me. He had a smirk on his face. I started for the door.
"Dave." I turned back to him. "You'll be tasting me all day, cocksucker." I could feel the blush of shame mixed with excitement that colored my face. "You better fix that," he said and nodded towards me. I looked down and saw my hard cock was clearly visible through my shorts. I rearranged it to hide it some and opened the door. "See you after class, buddy!" Tony yelled. I was thankful he didn't yell the word cocksucker. I went down the steps and out the door. I realized I could still taste his cum and my cock throbbed a little more. I tried to think of something else, focusing on the psychology class where I was going. By the time I got there, my cock had softened enough to not be too noticeable.
As I sat in class, I found myself looking around at all the other guys in the room, deciding in my mind which I might want to suck and which I wouldn't. There were one or two real foxy guys, well built like Tony and me, who had my cock getting hard in my shorts again. I tried to think about nothing but the lecture. I noticed another guy near the front of the room. He was a shorter blond guy with a swimmer's build. I felt my cock rising again. The rest of the day in all of my classes, I constantly battled my uncooperative dick. I couldn't believe that suddenly all of these guys were turning me on so much. I had been seeing them all for the last several weeks and had never thought twice about them. Now, everywhere I looked I saw hot looking young studs.
By the time classes ended and I got back to my dorm room, I was a wreck. Tony had class for another two hours. I locked the door and went straight for my bed. I beat off thinking of all of the guys I had seen that day, and shot my load with the image of the blond swimmer in my mind. After that release, I reached over for a tissue and saw the note. It had my name on it. I opened it and read. Tony wouldn't be home until after dinner tonight. He wanted me in the room waiting for him with just a pair of boxers on when he got home at eight o'clock. For a moment, I was mad. Who did he think he was? But then I realized that I would do exactly as he wanted. I knew I wanted to suck his cock again and obviously so did Tony.
At 7:30 I finished working out and took a shower. I had myself dried off and was sitting at my desk trying to study in only a pair of silk boxer shorts that a girl had given me. The only problem was that my cock kept tenting up the material of my boxers. I would try to concentrate on my school work and will my cock to go down, but didn't succeed very well. I had shut the drapes on the windows so I couldn't see when Tony arrived. He may have been comfortable walking around in a first floor dorm room with just boxers on and the drapes open, but I sure wasn't. I was trying to read my chemistry text when I heard his key in the door. I was stunned when the door opened and Tony stood there talking to another guy. I had never seen the guy before, but suddenly felt very exposed. Worst of all, as they walked in, my cock still refused to go down! Tony led the guy over to me and introduced him as his buddy Kyle. I tried to cover my crotch with one hand while I shook hands with him. It just called attention to my problem. Kyle noticed and gave a chuckle. "Didn't know chemistry was a turn on for anybody!" he joked.
"Well, Tony, I gotta get on back to my place. Wish I had a dorm room like this. Damn you all are right next to most of the buildings! I gotta come all the way into town. Well, Dave, nice meeting ya." With that, Kyle was out the door. I was at once angry, relieved and excited.
"What the hell was that all about?" I demanded of Tony.
"Whaddya mean?" he asked innocently.
"You left a note saying for me to be in my boxers and then you bring some strange guy back with you!"
"Well, hell, you were in your shorts. It's not like you were naked. And he's not a strange guy. He and I went to high school together. Of course, I didn't realize that you would already be hard for me." He smirked. "Well, now that we are alone, we can do something about this problem." He grabbed my hand and pulled it to his crotch. I could feel his hard cock through his jeans. He rubbed my hand on it for a second, then let me go and stepped back. "Strip!"
I felt myself blushing, but I pulled off the silk boxers. My hard 6-1/2 inches stood up at a 45 degree angle. Tony just stood there for a moment, letting his eyes run up and down my body, inspecting me like a piece of meat. I shuffled nervously from one foot to the other. Then Tony ordered me to remove his clothes. I started with his shirt, pulling it over his head and throwing it on the floor. Then I knelt to untie his shoes and pull off his socks. I started to rise, but Tony put a hand on the top of my head. "You're in the right position to take care of the rest now, cocksucker."
I stayed on my knees and undid the buttons of his jeans. They fell to his ankles. I pulled down the boxers he was wearing and his cock sprang up into my face. I could smell the sweaty musk of his crotch as he pulled my face into it. He rubbed his cock all over my face, making me kiss it and lick it. I did everything he told me to do willingly. Then I opened my mouth and let him slide in. He grabbed me by the ears and gave me a quick face fucking that had him filling my mouth with his cum in less than five minutes. I swallowed every drop and was surprised to find myself wishing it had lasted longer. I couldn't believe that Tony had turned me into his total cock worshiping suck boy in so short a time. But Tony wasn't finished with me. His cock was still hard and was bobbing in front of my face.
Tony grabbed me by the hair and pulled me along with him into the bedroom. I was forced to crawl along on my knees next to him. He pulled me over to my bed and manhandled me up onto it. I found myself on my hands and knees facing the foot of my bed. The mirror on the door of the closet was just a few feet away and I was looking straight at myself in it. I could see myself crouched on my bed and see Tony's profile as he stood next to me rubbing my back and slapping my asscheeks. His cock stood out from his crotch, looking bigger right then than at any time I had seen it before. Tony turned to his night stand and grabbed a bottle. I watched in the mirror as he lubed his cock. Then he climbed onto the bed behind me.
I suddenly realized what he intended and made a move to get away, but Tony was quickly on top of me, chest pressed to my back and hands pinning mine on the bed. I bucked my back, trying to dislodge him, but suddenly felt his cock slide up against my hole. I froze and looked at him in the mirror.
"Please, Tony! Please don't do this. I'll suck you again, do anything you want, but please don't fuck me!"
He laughed. "I know you'll do anything I want, faggot. This is what I want."
My face reddened at the insult. The worst thing one guy could call another when I was in high school was "faggot" or "cocksucker." But then I realized that I had just asked to suck his cock and my red face turned from anger to shame. I was being dominated and controlled by another 18 year old male. He had shot his cum down my throat three times now and was preparing to fuck me up the ass. Then Tony moved his hand from my hand to my cock and grabbed it, squeezing hard. The realization that I was staying hard while another male got ready to fuck me, combined with the pleasure of his touching my cock made up my mind for me. I stopped struggling and submitted to Tony.
"That's right, boy. You just calm down and let Tony open you up wide. I'm gonna make you my pussy boy, cocksucker. You'll know who's the man in this room and who's the faggot by the time I'm done." His cock began to press harder against my hole. I could see him staring at my face in the mirror, watching my eyes widen as his cock stretched my hole.
"Ahhh!" I yelled, "it hurts! Please take it out, Tony!"
"Shut you mouth, faggot. If you don't every guy in the dorm is gonna hear you. You want them all to know I'm fucking you, bitch?"
That message cut through the pain and I clamped my mouth shut as I felt Tony's body penetrate mine. I also shut my eyes, cutting off the view of myself in the mirror and the look of domination and pleasure I could see on Tony's face as his cock slid into me. He was fucking me up the ass! I felt his lips, then his teeth on the back of my neck as his cock slid completely into me. The pubic hair that had been scratching my lips just a few minutes before was now scraping my ass. I felt as if someone had shoved a ball bat up inside me. My body was involuntarily fighting against Tony's penetration. I squirmed around underneath him, trying to break free, but realized after a moment that my movement was only helping him slide his cock up inside me.
I settled down underneath him and opened my eyes. Tony's mouth had left my neck and he was looking at me in the mirror. As soon as our eyes met, he yanked his hips back, dragging his long cock out of me until he was completely free of my ass. I gasped at the feeling of his withdrawal. It felt as if he had dragged my guts out with his cock. My hole twitched, no longer stretched by his massive cock and I let out a small sigh of relief. As soon as I did, Tony drove his cock back into me, sinking all the way to his balls, his cock stretching my hole completely again. I let out a loud moan of pain and shame. I closed my eyes and then lowered my head. Tony had conquered my young male body with his own.
"That's right. Give up and let a real man fuck you deep and hard, bitch. You cocksucking faggot, pussyboy! I've got my dick up inside ya now, cunt! Making you realize that your nothing but a cock loving bitch. You just never knew it until you met up with my cock, boy." Tony's mouth was right next to my ear, and he continued in a whisper. "You're not the first guy I taught to be my bitch, but you are the best. Mr. muscles! All that pumping iron and sweat and work to impress some chick and in the end it was all for me. All this muscle." His hands ran over my body, feeling every curve and sliding over my muscles. "All to be used by me any way I want. Feel that, faggot?" I felt his cock twitch up inside my ass and moaned. "Feel my big cock reaming out your pussy, Dave." He slid two fingers into my mouth. I watched myself in the mirror open to accept them.
"I own your ass now, faggot." His hips were pumping into me, driving his cock back and forth into and out of my ass. "I'm gonna plant my seed up inside you. Fill you with my hot sperm, faggot!"
I was totally humiliated, as much by what Tony was saying as by the actual penetration and intimacy. He was right. I had spent hours in the gym, fine tuning my body and now I had been claimed by this masculine teenager as his own private slut. He was fucking me up the ass! Me, the bodybuilding stud of my high school. Me, the guy who had gotten any chick I wanted since coming to college, was now on my hands and knees, in my own bed, getting fucked up the ass by my well built roomie. He had turned me from a teenaged, muscle stud into his own teenaged, muscle slut. Hell, I had begged him just moments ago to let me suck him off again! The emotions raged through my head. I wanted to fling him off of my back, fight him to the ground and fuck him like he was doing to me, but I also wanted to stay in place and feel it when he shot his cum up inside my guts. He was still talking in my ear as he fucked me, calling me names, laying claim to my body and to using it whenever and however he desired.
Tony's pulled his fingers from my mouth and his hands ran along my body and clamped them together behind my neck. This forced my arms up and Tony held my body beneath him. Then he forced my head downward, so that I was looking down my body to my hard cock. I felt him pull me up onto my knees. Tony's chest felt warm against my back as I settled against him. His cock was still in me, but not completely. I could just barely glance up to see myself in the mirror on the door. My hard cock jutted out in front of me, my arms were spread by Tony's headlock and his thighs were visible between mine. I felt his breath against my neck as he thrust forward again and saw my knees come up off the bed a few inches. Tony held me there, impaled on his throbbing cock and I felt his teeth on my neck, biting and scraping. My own cock was throbbing madly and I could see the glistening precum that coated the head. Tony lowered me back down until my knees were on the bed again and I felt his cock slide part way out of me. Then he thrust forward and I watched again as he raised me off the bed with his fucking. He kept this up for several minutes, and I watched my body move around, up and down, all in response to the hard thrusts of his hips and his thick cock.
Then his left hand latched on to my cock. I was hard and dripping precum. He began to stroke my cock, the first time that he had done anything designed to give me pleasure. "Cum for me, pussyboy. Cum for your man. I wanna feel your pussy clamp down on my cock when you cum, faggot. Do it. Shoot your little boy load." He shoved his fingers back into my mouth.
It was all too much and with a loud groan, I began to cum. With Tony's cock plugged up inside me, his fingers in my mouth and his sweat dripping on me, I shot my wad. I felt his hand sliding around my cock as my sperm shot out and my body bucked. I could hear him telling me how good my pussy felt. Telling me I was a slut who got off being fucked up the ass by a real man. Calling me a bitch. Whore. Faggot. Cocksucker. Pussyboy.
Suddenly my orgasm passed and I crashed. I didn't want his cock doing what it was doing to me anymore. I was ashamed that he had made me cum with his big dick up inside me. It seemed suddenly too big, too much, where only seconds before I had been enjoying the feel of it plugging my ass. I guess Tony knew this might happen because he began to fuck me harder. I whimpered some underneath his onslaught. He pulled his fingers from my mouth and raised his other hand to my face. He used his right hand on the back of my head to push my lips against the hand he had used to jerk me off. "Lick it up, faggot!" he ordered.
The tone of command in his voice struck some nerve in me and a wave of submission rolled through my mind. My tongue snaked out of my mouth and I began to lick my own cum from where it had landed on his hand. I felt my cock hardening between my legs again. Tony's hand and fingers were now clean and he pulled his hand away. His lips were next to my ear again and he pulled on my hair until I looked at him in the mirror. "You fucking faggot! I just made you eat you own goddamn cum! You worthless piece of shit. You aren't even worth me shooting my cum in you. I should just pull out and shoot my load on your back, boy!"
The whole experience had just fucked with my mind so much that I was buying into the whole line he was feeding me. I was his pussyboy, his slut. I was there to be used by him as he wished. I had spent my time honing my body, working my muscles for this other male's pleasure. I was enjoying having him fuck me and I wanted him to cum inside me. "No! Please don't pull out!"
Tony slid his hands across the back of my neck, putting me into a headlock again. "Yeah, you like getting fucked, don't ya, faggot? You love my big dick making your ass into a pussy! I wanna hear you say it faggot. Tell me how much you love it!"
"I love the way you are fucking me, Tony. Your cock has made me a pussy. I love feeling it fucking me. I love being fucked by you."
Apparently this was all the more that Tony needed. As I said the words, I saw a look of pure lust come over his face and he began to cum, telling me to take it like the slut I was. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me and knew that he was filling me with his hot, creamy cum. My ass had now been made into a pussy. I watched in the mirror as the pleasure of his orgasm ran across his face. The spurts of cum left his body and were deposited in mine. I knew that I wanted to give him that kind of pleasure again and admitted to myself that I meant every word of what I had just told him.
Tony lowered me back to the bed, letting me slip free of his headlock. I was still on his hard cock, it was throbbing up inside me but I could hear Tony's breathing slowing down, getting back to normal. Tony slid himself out of me and climbed off the bed. I watched, still panting a bit myself as he grabbed a towel, opened the door and went into the bathroom. I heard the shower start as I pulled myself up. My ass was kind of sore, but didn't hurt too badly. I went and got in the other shower stall and got cleaned up while Tony was taking his shower. I was tempted to step into his, but any of the other guys could have walked in on us, so I didn't. Tony finished first and was back in our room by the time I shut off the water. I felt pretty embarrassed now as I walked back into our bedroom.
Tony was in bed, with the blankets covering him up to his abs. I realized that it was pretty late by now, so I turned off the lights and climbed into my own bed. Thinking about what Tony had done got my cock hard again, but I didn't touch it. I just let it throb and realized that I wasn't embarrassed anymore. I guess when I was horny, the fact that Tony was using me for sex didn't bother me. I'm not sure how long it was before I fell asleep. The next thing I knew Tony was shaking my shoulder to wake me up. He had class earlier than I did and I usually slept in while he got dressed and left. I looked up at him, still not fully awake.
Tony was standing over me with his cock fully hard. He was completely naked and obviously horny. When he saw that I was awake, he climbed onto the bed, kneeling over my chest. This pinned my arms down under the covers. His cockhead rubbed across my lips before he sank it into my throat. I lay beneath him, looking up the muscular form of his chest as his hips drove his cock in and out of my throat. Tony didn't talk, just grunted some as he fucked my face, then let out a loud moan. My mouth filled with his jizz and I quickly swallowed to keep from having it running down my chin. Tony sank deeply in and held still for a moment, then pulled his cock from my mouth. Without a word, he turned and headed into the bathroom. When I heard the shower start, I rolled over and went back to sleep.
That day in class was one of the hardest in my life. It seemed almost every male I saw was gorgeous. There were foxy blond guys on the way through the commons. There was a hot Latino guy across from me in the library. Two hot black guys walked in front of me on the way to Calculus. I seemed to spend the entire day with a perpetual hard on. Fortunately, I had worn a button down shirt with my shorts and I simply pulled the shirttail free and let it hide my bulging cock. I met up with some buddies for lunch and was surprised to find myself looking at them in an entirely different light. Andrew, who I had played tennis with in high school, was probably the best looking, but I realized that all of my high school buddies were attractive to me. I finished out the afternoon studying in the library and watching the studs as I did it. Then I headed back to the dorm to meet up with Tony. We usually had dinner together.
I got back to the dorm room and Tony wasn't there yet. I was about half hard from passing the guys on the way back to the dorm. When I went into the bathroom, John, one of the guys whose room connected with ours, was just stepping out of the shower. He was a sexy man, I noticed immediately. My height, around six feet, dark brown hair and a trim swimmer's build. His chest hair was thick and dark and I caught myself before he realized that I was staring. He made some small talk as he toweled off. I used the minute when he was drying his hair to check out his cock. It looked to be pretty good sized. Then I went over to the toilet. Using all my willpower, I was able to get soft enough to start the flow. John said something about a date and went back into his room, shutting the door. I returned to mine and locked the door. I shut the curtains and got on my bed. My hand found my cock almost immediately and I jerked off quickly, the image of John's well formed body in my mind. I was imagining what it would be like to suck him when I shot my wad onto my belly and chest.
I reached for a tissue to wipe up the mess and once again was filled with a feeling of shame and disgust. Had I really just shot my load thinking about sucking John's cock!? Jesus, this was getting out of hand. I decided that when Tony got back, I would tell him that I was through with fooling around with him and that would be that. I didn't realize that I had already long since lost any chance of controlling events. I didn't yet know that Tony now looked upon me as one of his possessions. He made that clear when he walked in with Kyle. At least this time I was fully dressed, I thought when Kyle followed Tony into the room. I didn't catch their wide grins at first and then, when I did, I was just puzzled. What was so funny?
Tony sat on his chair and Kyle took mine. Tony looked over to me. I couldn't believe my eyes when he put his hand between his legs and rubbed his crotch! He said in a quiet voice, "Come over here and get on your knees, cocksucker."
I was frozen in place. He had called me a cocksucker in front of his buddy! What the hell would the guy think? And did he really expect me to kneel in front of him while Kyle watched? Apparently he did because his voice was like a whip when he commanded "NOW!" Without even thinking I crossed the room to him and stood there. I was uncertain again. He looked up at me.
"Don't make me put you on your knees, faggot. It'll be a lot easier on you if you just obey me." Something in his voice told me that I had better obey and I sank to my knees at his feet.
"Good boy!" he said and I heard a chuckle come from across the room. I felt my face redden when I heard it. What was Tony going to make me do while Kyle watched?
"So you've got yourself another one," I heard Kyle say. "You gonna share?" I remembered what Tony had said about me not being the first male he had fucked. I looked up at him.
Author's Note: While I know that to some of my readers, this story will deem very similar to at least one of my other stories, this one was written quite some time ago when I was trying several different methods of getting my stories from mind to computer. So, I hope you will forgive me if it seems repetitive. Hopefully there was enough difference to make it enjoyable. If you did enjoy it, I would certainly appreciate hearing from you. Thanks for reading it.