"College Trance, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay College and
Gay Sci Fi/Fantasy
Oh joy, oh jumping cock, Patrick was zonked and he got chummy for the first time as he put his tawny head on my shoulder and sagged a little as I held him up. That was great work, I was all over him, arm around waist and hand on his firm ass.
I could hear him breathing loudly. Shit, the boy was asleep. My little black box was a success, at least at this moment as I led him to his bed.
Suddenly I got a nasty idea. I smiled an evil smile and steadied my jumping cock. This was to be a change in sexual habits between us. Now sexy Patrick had been a taker of sex. He'd "allow" some queen to feast on his yummy prick and get off and nod goodbye and be finished for the day. He never flirted with me except by just being so sexy and there. If I ever got it on with him, he's just offer his cock to suck. That's not my style. I'm no convenience, plumbing attachment for straight boys.
I decided to change all that. Here was Patrick, deposited on his belly on his rumpled Patrick smelling rumpled bed. He was more than sleeping. He was in a deep trance. It was now or never. I took his hips and pulled this up, then with my knee I pushed his legs forward to support him. Next I lifted him by the shoulders and placed his arms so that his upper body was supported. Then I surveyed my work. Oh he looked gorgeous, that long, smooth, flawless back sloping down to his excellent perky ass. An ass now parted, showing his pale pink entry. I swear it was kissing air and beckoning me.
I began to sink into a trance of my own as my passion rose. I put my hands around his narrow waist and used the head of my hard prick to knock on his rear door. It opened. I put my salesman's foot inside (AKA prick head). He sighed loudly. It some part of his brain he was happy with this.
Shit, I was huffing and puffing so hard, I was dizzy and almost passing out with excitement. Then WHOA! His ass pushed back and I was halfway into a steaming, clutching tunnel.
"Oh Pat, I love this. You are so hot. I'm going to make you so happy you will shoot buckets of cum."
On some level, he was with it. His back was breaking out in goose flesh and then a film of fine sweat that smelled like...Patrick.
I was a out of it! This things I said to him were outrageous. I told him how hot he was, that I loved him, that I wanted to breed him. All the while, my face screwed up in intense feeling as my cock sawed away, vibrating with sensation. Finally, he became vocal. I heard a deep bleat, like an organ stop. This continuous moaning. This boy was drunk with being fucked. I wanted to make it hotter for him and I reached around and grabbed his long cock. It was dripping and covered with slippery pre cum. Using that lubricant I shagged him in time with my thrusts. He was bleating, now, like a new born calf. My hand was dripping with his fluids but then his body stiffed and he shouted, "Oh shit!" and he began shooting long, heavy streams of spooge. The pumping action made his ass hole clutch and unclutch and I headed into a mindless ejaculation that half blacked me out. I weakly shot and shot and continued as I fell onto his sweaty back. I lay there, my prick still hard and impaled in his ass passage.
I think he began to come out of the TF induced trance as he shook me off his back. I slipped to my side next to him. He turned so we were facing each other. I watched his face, a little fearful of what reaction he would have. He must just punch me out. He was powerful and could do a lot of damage.
Instead, he slowly broke into a grin. "Good, huh?"
"Yeah," I said carefully, "The device worked."
"Fuck your device. I've been waiting for months to figure a way to get you into my ass."
"You mean..."
"Look Jeff, it's no miracle trancing device. It's a broken guitar tuner. Throw it away." Then he actually puffed out his lips and kissed me. Pulling away, he said, "You have the best device ever invented, your fat cock."
"Wait Patrick, you mean you were faking?"
"Did that quart of cum look like faking?"
So amazing as it would have seemed just a week ago, manly Pat became my fuck buddy and loved bottoming for me every day. With our sexual needs taken care of, we stopped seeking other partners and even our grades improved.
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