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Cheerleader Blues Part V
I was dreaming. I knew I was dreaming, as the whole event seemed surreal. I was being drug by neck down the empty hallway to the locker room by the kicker. Number 69 was sitting on the locker room bench stroking a massive cock with large balls. He got up and pushed me against the lockers. I felt him invading my ass, my eyes growing wide in pain and then the same look of contentment as I felt my ass being plowed as I had seen on the kickers. I noticed small details in my dreams, I didn't think I had noticed in those few moments in the hallway.
I looked down and the kicker was kneeling at my feet, looking up at me with hero worship as his linebacker was using my ass. He opened his mouth and took my cock deep. His mouth was warm, wet and felt incredible. I heard moaning from the left and looked over. Markus was fucking Amber beside me. She looked over at me and grinned, "You're next Bear. You're next!"
I woke my cock hard as a rock. I barely touched myself and erupted my load over my hand and sheets. I got up, pulled the linens from the bed and headed to the laundry. I put the linens in and added soap and fabric softener and turned the machine on. I went back to the bathroom, did my morning routine and got my shower.
I went to grab my underwear and decided not to wear it, but instead tossed on some old grey sweat pants. I liked that they clung to my butt and when I ran, my cock flopped in them looking a bit obscene. They were probably my favorite pair for when I had nothing to do. I had an easy morning. Breakfast, yoga, then off to the studio.
I was walking across the campus quad nearing the artist studio where I did various artworks. I had been working on pottery, but I still dabbled in oils, acrylics, watercolors and various other arts. I liked doing mixed mediums and some charcoals. I was told I was good, but when I presented my portfolio for grading. I was told, "Technically perfect. Absent of emotion and feeling. No passion. Consider marketing and advertising."
"Hey! Hey!" A voice called from across the quad pulling me out of my head and bringing my attention around. The kicker that had been hidden away in the janitor's closet was waving at me. "Bear! Wait up!" He was hurrying to catch me. He feel into step and followed me. "Hey, I'm Tony." He grinned and held out his hand. I looked at it a moment, and then shook it.
"Hey, I wanted to catch up with you to talk about yesterday." He said cheerfully. "I just wanted to make sure you weren't going to say nothing to anyone. I mean." He blushed. "It would and could get awful uncomfortable for me. I could lose my scholarship if the right people heard."
I understood. The whole area was a bit on the conservative side. I shook my head. "It's okay. I won't say anything. Not my business how you take your jollies." I kept walking.
"That's great!" He was like a cheerful puppy. He liked attention. Any attention. Even mine! He kept walking with me. When I arrived at the studio, I reached for the key to unlock it and he waited then followed me in. "Wow! You do all this?" He wandered in and began to look at my artworks.
"Yes." I gave a small answer. I wasn't sure what he knew about art, or anything but he looked at several pieces and then turned. "You haven't been in love. Your heart hasn't been broken. You've never felt any passion. You can't paint what you don't know."
I looked at him and did a slow blink. "Excuse me?"
"They don't have any emotion in them. You don't feel anything. That's cause you, as the artist, don't have those emotions to draw from. How have you made it this far without ever being in love? You a virgin?"
Now I blushed. I mean, up until two days ago, that would have been a "yes". He laughed. "Well, I can help with that if you want. I don't mind." His eyes twinkled.
"I'm not a virgin." I replied.
"You're ass maybe, but have you ever fucked anyone?" He was curious and a bit aggressive in finding out my sexual conquests. I realized that no matter what I answered, he wouldn't believe me. "You ever want to find out how that feels. Look me up. I'm just across the football field." He stalked me across the studio. He leaned in, kissed me solidly and groped my junk. He didn't wait but left me staring.
I compared his kiss to that of Markus. Markus' lips were soft, but demanding. Markus' forced me to respond. Tony's kiss was firm but yielding. He promised to give with his kiss. How could a kiss portray two totally different feelings. I was feeling confused.
I looked at my projects and realized I had no desire to work on them at the moment. I relocked the studio and made my way back to my home. I got the wet laundry and put it the dryer. I heard my room mate coming in and got up and went to see him.
My room mate came in with Markus. They were talking excitedly. "Hey roomie!" Markus barked at me. I frowned. "I just rented your room mates part of the house. He's going to play house with his girl and I'm going to join you here." He wiggled his eyebrows at me. It would be cute, except I didn't like the idea of him staying here when I was mad he stood me up last night.
Markus helped my room mate pack and move out. It didn't take the two of them long, and Markus took the key and went to explore the house. My room mate and I had split the house pretty evenly with him on one side of the house and me on the other. Markus though was a bit different. He wandered towards my room and then took the bedroom next to it. He grinned at me.
"We can have more fun if you're right next door. We can make the rest of the house whatever we want."
I heard Amber's laugh from outside. She appeared shortly with a houseplant and a very small box. "Heya, Bear!" She was bubbly. "Markus told me you were going to be roomies." She gave me a big hug and set the plant down. Markus' grin was nearly as wide as his face. "I can't wait for all of us to cuddle on the couch as watch movies."
Markus laughed. "Now, Amber, no ideas. You know you only get to come over for one reason."
She tossed her blonde hair and stuck her chest out a bit. "You like it."
Markus looked at Bear and winked, "Don't get cocky, Amber. Bear's probably better in the sack." He chuckled.
Amber pushed a wisp of hair behind her ear. "You know better." She grabbed Markus' hand and pulled him towards the newly claimed bedroom. With an exaggerated sigh, Markus overly dramatized a reluctance being pulled into the bedroom. "Save me, Bear! Save me! She's a monster." Amber giggled as she shut to door behind them.
Bear stood in the hallway by his bedroom and could hear them through the door. "Markus, you need to start using condoms. You'll knock me up." Amber whined. He didn't hear Markus' answer, but he could hear the bed beginning to rock with the thrusting of Markus' fucking Amber.
He turned and went into his bedroom. He climbed into his bed and growled in frustration. He lay on his bed and realized that this was actually worse than being in the hallway. His bed was just across the wall and he could hear better in his bed than where he had just been standing.
"At least, pull out! Markus, pull out. Don't cum in me."
He could hear Markus' groaning as he climaxed and Amber fussing and knew that Markus had not pulled out. He was surprised his ass throbbed as if in memory of having Markus' cock throbbing and pumping him full. He looked up at Markus was standing in the door. He was naked and his cock snaked down halfway his thigh.
"I want you to know, I had the biggest orgasm I've had in a long time knowing you were listening." He winked and headed into the bathroom. He could hear Markus taking a long piss and then Markus came back out. He stopped in the doorway again. "You should stay there, listening as I fuck her again. I'll kick her out after she helps me move in and then I'll come see you."
He went into his door open. "Close the door, Bear's out there."
"If you keep coming over here, he's going to do more than listen at some point. Might as well get the initial shock over now." He chuckled.
Bear growled in frustration.
"Markus, you know we've already had a scare. We should be more careful. Markus, are you listening? Markus..." Amber's voice broke as Markus drove into her once more. He could easily hear the slap of Markus body against Ambers. Amber was moaning and crying out. "That's it babe." Markus encouraged her as she orgasmed. "Suck that cum up, you slut."
Bear closed his eyes and could picture Markus' ass piston as he thrust in and out of Amber. As he was thinking of Markus' naked body and cock, an image of the linebacker came into his head. The thought of both of them, naked, thrusting into their men had him rock hard.
Markus was getting close, the bed was creaking and the headboard began to hit against the joined wall. Bear began to stroke his cock in the same rhythm. The spell was broken, "Pull out, Markus. Please, pull out." Markus just kept pounding away. He groaned and Bear knew he was putting his second load deep into Amber's cunt.
Amber was the first to leave the room. She was dressed and she turned her head away from Bear's door as she went down the hallway. He heard her bringing a box in from outside.
Markus strolled into Bear's room. He was naked. His cock had softened but it was still on the larger side. He closed Bear's door and walked to the bed. Without saying a word, he pulled Bear's head into his groin. "Clean my cock, Bear."
Bear struggled. Markus' cock still smelled of Amber's cunt. He pulled away. "No." He turned away from Markus. Markus' hand was quick and he grabbed Bear by the chin turning his head back to him and lifting Bear's slightly until he caught Bear's eyes with his. "Open your mouth." Bear went to say "No" again but when he opened his mouth. Markus pushed his thick dick into Bear's mouth.
Bear gagged and pulled off. "It's a start." Markus chuckled and opened the door and went out. Bear couldn't believe Markus put his cock in his mouth after being with Amber. He could taste Amber, and the saltiness of Markus' cum. He didn't enjoy it, but in truth, it wasn't that bad either.
Markus and Amber moved Markus in for the next few hours. Amber eventually left and Bear could hear Markus moving about in his new home. Bear thought about what had happened and decided if Markus was going to be with someone, there was no reason he couldn't either. He reached for his cell phone. "Tony. Come on over." He gave Tony the address and hung up.
Tony arrived shortly after and Bear greeted him. He led him to the bedroom. They sat on his bed. Tony leaned over to give Bear a kiss when a cough at the bedroom door caused them to break apart. Markus stood there with a dark scowl on his face. "You need to leave, Tony."
Bear scowled back. "This is my guest."
Tony looked from one to the other and then smiled. "It's probably best. I don't want to get involved in a lover's quarrel."
"We're not a couple." Bear and Markus both said at the same time.
Tony shook his head. "I'll check you another time, Bear." He got his stuff and left.
Bear rounded on Markus. "What the fuck, dude? I listen to you fucking Amber and you cock block me?"
"You want cock, Bear? You know you've got mine." Markus strode into the room, taking his clothing off as he advanced on Bear. Bear attempted to move away but since he was halfway on the bed, he didn't have far he could go.
Markus half lifted and half threw Bear on the bed. Markus ripped Bear's sweat pants down. He flipped him over onto his stomach and kicked his legs apart. Markus' cock pressed against Bear's rosebud. Bear struggled to get free but only succeeding in squirming underneath Markus which excited Markus' even more. Markus shoved deep into Bear's ass.
Bear howled in pain as Markus' cock speared deep into him bowels. His face contorted in pain briefly and then he felt Markus' press against his prostate his face relaxed in pleasure. As Markus kept pounding hard and deep into Bear, his thick cock pounded Bear's pleasure center and Bear's cock hardened and began to release precum. Bear moaned under Markus' assault. Bear's cock erupted in a large load of cum. As Bear climaxed, Markus began to shoot his load deep into Bear's ass.
Markus pulled out and grabbed Bear by the hair and pulled his head towards his still hard cock. "Clean my cock, bitch." He shoved his cock deep into Bear's mouth and thrust hard. His cock didn't soften but stayed hard and a second load soon went into Bear's throat. He pulled out and stared at Bear.
"I don't know what's going to go on with Amber and me. I am very confused about a lot right now, Bear. But I know this. You are mine, and I'm not sharing. When I tell you to take my cock, you're going to do it. When I tell you to clean my cock, you're going to do it. You're mine."
Bear looked at Markus with a bit of lust and hate in his eyes, but what came from his mouth was, "Yes, sir." With those words, Bear could hear Amber's laughter from his dream that morning. "You're next Bear. You're next."