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The day to day classes were like the doldrums, that a sailor experienced in a poem from years back. My tennis shoes had become clogs, as all of my professors seemed to be located at the furthest points from each other. True I was 19 years old, petite and fairly athletic for a young man, but even the cafeteria was a haul from my dorm. Todays lunch was the ever popular chicken patty day. I was happy that the university was trying more international dishes, but Wednesday was known for this dish. In a couple of days I knew that I would be Travis's meal, and like a stuffed pig would have the bottom dropped out of me. This was fine as I was content to be Travis's bitch, as having a 6'4 Russian American lover was a incredible experience. He was all man, and I always desired pleasing him in any way possible. This Saturday morning I was invited to his house, and I knew after a few drinks and weed hits, that I'd be ready to handle his drive and nine inch monster.
As the classes ended for the day, I went to my dorm, and brought my supplies to the shower. These would be my shaving cream, lube, and vibrating dildos that I used to stay stretched properly. Of course I would go in when there was less of a chance, or having fellow students ask me questions. It was possible to sneak shave my cock and balls with the curtain, but the vibrating noise was fairly audible. The electric toothbrush excuse wouldn't work. Plus being young and so hormonal, I was always pent up, it turned me on to think of other guys in there being nude. Usually everyone was fairly modest, with the curtain, towels, boxer shorts, or pajama pants. Yet Juan sometimes came out nude, and he was stunning to look at. Short but muscular, a well proportioned cock, I definitely would bend over for him if given the opportunity. So far I had only had Travis and my high school lover Jason, who was the one who took my virginity, as he correctly picked me out as gay. Being a drama and theater guy that was a stereotype, but often I dyed my hair platinum blonde, and painted my fingernails black.
As I showered I used the vibrating dildo a bit. My penis hardened as I felt the fullness. Moving it back and forth under the hot water my ass relaxed. In and out and around, I thought of Travis. The smell of his sweat. His gorgeous blue eyes, and how he held my hips as he had his way with me. As I thought of his soft lips on mine and his penis on my nipples, to make me realize I was in all counts his bottom, my balls erupted with a volcanic cum. Down the shower drain it went, thick and beyond white, and I shook as in my mind Travis was inside me. Content but wishing it really was him, I completed trimming my pubes to smooth. Always wanted to be just how he wanted, and as I turned the shower off I went to the cub boards area. Retrieving my items I put my clothes on, and saw Juan coming in. Damn it, as if only my timing was a little better. We said "hi" to each other, and it was back to my room for a night of rest.
Waking up, I walked to my boring accounting class. Friday morning had arrived, and as I checked my phone I saw Travis's message. "You will be on my bed naked and with your legs up at 10 am. I expect you to be also walking around naked at all time, as I'm going to dominate you completely." Oh yes. He had such a way with words. I responded "yes sir, can't wait," although there was some apprehension. Travis was so muscular, and with that monster sized penis of his and energy, I could be in serious trouble. He also was volatile, and I worried about his behavior sometimes, as on our previous get together left red marks on my butt cheeks that lasted for several days. While yes I had cum with him, the way I walked for a couple days was different.
Eating lunch and dinner, I tried to focus on a paper due next week for calculus. Dr O Meara was a little strange, but this assignment made sense after thought. Here we were expected to turn in a project, that showed how calculus was used in real life. Citing sources was what I found difficult. Google and other sites could be helpful, and I kicked back a beer as my roommate was taking his girlfriend out. Tapping on my air books keys, I was able to get some reliable sources. Yet I kept thinking about what to do about tomorrow. I'd wear the mesh underwear with the clasp, jeans, and t shirt due to the good weather. Upon arriving at his crib, of course I would follow Travis's instructions to the letter.
The alarm clock went off with its loud noise, and I got out of the bed to make that go away. After eating some nutrition bars, I took a hot shower and prepared for the inevitable. Walking towards his house I was shaking slightly. Out of excitement and fear. Soon I would be his toy. Yet as I got closer, I knew that there were other bottoms who wished they had a real man. Instead of being fucked by a small cock, admittedly some bottoms would only do that, I was going to have Travis's big thick unit filling me up. I couldn't wait to smell his Chanel Bleu cologne that really turned me on. As was texted to me, I opened the door and put my clothes on the chair. In his bed I went. His blue sheets and multiple pillows were masculine plaid, and I sat with my legs up in the air as told to. There was no clock, but I almost went to my pants to check the phone. He was making me wait or sweat it out when he would arrive.
Looking at the ceiling, I was completely vulnerable. His bed was very comfortable, and I was so aware of my nudity due to his ceiling mirror he must have just installed. I saw my face, smooth body all over, and my semi erect penis with testicles hanging out. There was another mirror on the wall, and I was feeling mixed emotions about being plundered in such a way. That is if he arrived. There was no indication of sounds, or any signs that he was in his house. I sat and thought about so many things. It was boring, and was this some kind of mind game he was engaging me in? Felt my cheeks flush with red anger, and saw them too. My whiteness has changed. Then the door closed, and there he was.
Oh yes he looked so handsome, and the smell of his cologne. He came over and kissed me gently. His lips as always amazing, and as I attempted to thrush my tongue into his mouth, his teeth blocked me. He smiled. Shook his head. Then he covered my eyes with a scarf. A black one apparently as I couldn't see a damn thing. It was night time. I could hear his breathing, and that must have been his blue shirt and jeans coming off. Maybe his underwear too. Then I felt something inside me instantly. "My bad, I forgot the lube," with a laugh as it caught me unguarded. His index finger. Then the sounds and application of lubricant, as he finger fucked me with my legs up and apart. It went from pain to pleasure, as he knew how to make my g spot sing. His deep voice broke through my blindness. "You're going to be my inflatable doll today." Waves of sweat on my forehead as I felt my penis grow, and oh yes he was now stroking it. His hands were magical, and he so gently massaged my exposed balls. Driving me crazier he said "I love how your ass and balls feel when I touch them." Literally I was going insane on so many levels.
Then as soon as I became buzzed on his sensation, he stopped. He soon closed the door and I was alone. What was he doing? This was something new, and I felt even more vulnerable. He had just made me feel amazing, but left me feeling empty. The room and everything else fell away into a fog, as I had gotten to a point where I craved him. His manly cologne still lingered. A few minutes later he was back, and took the scarf off my eyes. Kissing me again he was nude. Oh yes all those muscles, that abdomen that was surfboard flat, and the huge penis that now I wanted inside me. He was rock hard and soon I was, as he from the side of the bed, rubbed his genitals on mine. Heat like the sun. It was amazing to have our cocks together, and as we kissed again, I begged him to let me suck him. Yet he told me sternly. "You're to follow my instructions. Lie down flat."
I complied and he took my so very hard erect penis into his mouth. He had to be tasting my precum. Looking at his blue eyes I didn't even know the bed or anything existed, as I arched and just let everything disappear. His eyes looked into mine, and I grabbed the bedsheets with my fingers, howling like a wild animal in heat. So primal and kinky. He was taking my cock in his mouth, and the bed creaked as I literally drooled with the sensations he was sending to my cerebellum. Deepthroating and sucking my balls, I was losing it. Then he started in on my hole, tenderly at first, and all reality was gone like earth flew down for astronauts at the launch pad into the cosmos.
Finally he got on the bed next to me, and we kissed. I touched his chest, and feeling the moisture still on my penis, he complied to my whims. Soon he made me get on my knees, and get between his legs. As his hands pushed my head down, I sucked and slurped his well developed genitals. Oh yes that musky and familiar taste and scent. Being between his legs was where I yearned to be, and I diligently flicked my tongue, saliva, and lips as a team all over that thick shaft of his. He was ridiculously hung, and taking him to my throat was a challenging endeavor. Yet as I got down further he howled, and I looked up and saw all of it. This made me gobble him up even with more desire than ever. Sucking his balls he and I could watch this, although his eyes were closed with tangible pleasure most of the time. His beautiful head in my mouth, it was inevitable that he was going to throttle me. I was ready. Hopefully.
How did it happen so fast. He had me from behind, and I could see his hands around my waist. They felt magical as did his large manhood as he burrowed inside me like a miner would. Deliberate but with purpose. Seeing him penetrate me from the ceiling in the mirror was so kinky. It made me harden up, as he was part of me now. I was his ride, and it made me hornier when he moaned as the lube and my tight ass worked on him in tandem. The squishy sounds and my insides being stretched. It hurt but felt good too. He was so much bigger than I was in every way, and it was music when he called me his "inflated doll." Actually I was his penetrated doll, as he now was all the way to my insides. Tearing my interior up. I was breathing haphazardly as the feeling was intense, as I just couldn't take the pressure but wanted to. It was as if his cock took the trek in that banana like shape in my ass, and it was all in now and there wasn't anything I could do about it.
Travis's grunts let me know as his doll I was to be plundered and enjoyed. Soon I was per his request bouncing off of his ass, but he made me look away. He spanked my cheeks as I bounced up and down, and the mirror above captured images of his balls under mine. He kept sliding and gliding, moving his hips to guarantee my interior walls were shocked to submission. My eyes closed as I started to gasp like a girl. My teeth together and my crying of pleasure and pain. So seductive I smelled his scent and sweat and came all over the bed with electrical ferocity. My cock continued to belch as he pushed into my g spot like a pipe cleaner, and I saw my sperms on his bedsheets. He smiled and I saw him grab my shoulders. He turned me around. Looking in my eyes he kissed me, then howled and as his feet curled, he filled my gaping ass with his seed. So much I was leaking when he pushed in more and finally pulled out. It was emotionally draining too, and all I remember was falling upon him, and falling asleep. Hours later I woke up, with my clothes stacked up neatly on the chair. A note said "thank you for the good time lover, I'm at work, but you will get it again soon." Hobbling back to the university, I laid in bed and took a hot shower, knowing that the sore ass and more would be with me for sometime.