Getting Warm 2021 Fifteen
Malcolm had arranged for Lad to have the time to meet me after we had dinner in the fraternity house. There were new members in the fraternity that I knew from the dormitory, three of them whispered in my ear that they were looking forward to spending some time with me. I remembered that two of them were guys that had loved spending time riding my cock, the other guy I couldn't remember at all. The third guy had pushed his cock into my shoulder while talking to me, I liked what I felt.
"You haven't been keeping your nails trimmed and polished as well as when you left." Lad had taken my hand in his and had my fingers turned over so that he could see that although I had the black polish freshened a few times over the summer that they didn't look nearly as good as they had after he had polished them. We had gone to his dorm the first evening I was on Campus. I had been used to the temperature being constant while I was underwater, walking to the dorm I had gotten cold although it had been hot that afternoon; I wasn't thinking well when I left the city and hadn't packed warm clothing so I was in shorts and T-shirt.
"Lad, you lent me a blanket last spring to warm Wendel and I when we walked over to my dorm, do you still have an extra?" I was shivering although the dorm had heat unlike that spring, I was hoping that either Wendel or I had returned the blanket. He handed Malcolm a blanket that my friend wrapped around the two of us so I could share his warm body. I had pulled the blanket close when Lad took off my sandals and snapped his shackles around my ankles and then my wrists. Malcolm did the best he could at getting the blanket to cover me. Lad did my fingernails in black again, when he got to my toes he removed the little polish still there and using a bright pink once more made them look as feminine as he could.
We stayed in Lad's room with my hands and feet trapped for the next hour while the polish dried. Lad and Malcolm took advantage of the way I had been made unable to defend myself, they both fucked my mouth. Lad checked to be sure I was dry, then he turned me face down on the bed; with my hands and feet trapped there was nothing I could do but yell as Lad used the same lip stick that Wendel had that spring and painted my asshole to look like a mouth.
"Yes, Wendel asked me to do this. He is expecting you in the Art Lab tomorrow afternoon." I didn't believe it, he had told Lad about painting my asshole with lip stick and that he was going to have me model it for him again.
I left the room angry. Not that my nails were painted again but at the idea that
Wendel had spread the word about who's asshole was in his paintings. I had thought he would keep that our secret although the rest of the class had seen the paintings and me posing.
"Lad, now that Wendel has a girl friend why does he want me to pose for him? Can't he use her as his model?"
"When I asked that question he told me that nobody he knew had an asshole that he liked as much as he liked yours." Lad had taken his time painting me, the brush had tickled. I didn't mind having him do it but I would have rather had someone tracing my asshole with their tongue.
Lad had my asshole finished when Malcolm started to trace it with his finger. I hadn't noticed that Lad had left the room. I was hoping that Malcolm would start fingering me and had asked him at least twice to stick his finger in when I saw Lad standing there with two guys I didn't know. They both had a mask on their face but nothing covering their cock and balls.
The red head also had a red crown of pubic hair over what was still a soft cock. The other boy was Asian, he had almost black hair on his head and pubic area. His cock was hard from the moment he walked into the room and saw a naked boy on the bed. They started discussing my asshole with Lad and Malcolm, that is he most embarrassing thing that can happen; well maybe farting while having a guy eat your ass is more embarrassing. One by one they traced the lip stick and dared the other to push their finger into me, I wanted to say no but the idea of having a stranger playing with my asshole already had me hard so why not?
The Asian boy was the most daring, I saw him wetting his finger in his mouth while the red head was tracing me again. Then I felt the gob of spit he had on his finger land on my hole before he pressed the tip into me, once inside he knew what he was doing and in a minute had me wanting to have a cock rammed in.
"Sean, go ahead, put your finger in there with Arun. There is room for two fingers." Malcolm knew that there was room for more than just two fingers, but why was he egging them on in fingering me? I don't think I ever told him that I enjoyed be fingered, but maybe. Sean was reluctant but finally he had a finger slipping into me, he must never have done it before, he was telling everyone how good it felt to be inside of me. In fact it turned out that he had never fucked a guy either, Lad and Arun urged him on until I felt the head of his cock breaking through my asshole. My body gave out a huge sigh of pleasure as he went deeper.
Sean's cock was almost perfect, he was about nine inches long and a little more than seven inches around. It took him a few minutes to get into a good rhythm going in and out. I was able to take hold of him as he pulled back enough that he was unable to get all the way out. We only enjoyed our fun for a few minutes before I felt his cum shooting up his shaft and splashing in me. I had hoped that he would last longer but being the first time he ever fucked another man he did well, splashing the last of his cum on my asshole.
Malcolm saw what he was doing and once Sean backed away dove into my ass and licked up the cum that was on the outside and pushed his tongue in trying to get more. If I hadn't been fucked earlier that day I know I would have begged Malcolm to fuck me even if he isn't that good. Lad released me from the shackles and when they turned me on my back dove onto my cock. He enjoyed having the audience urging him to suck harder and faster until I felt him squeezing my balls as I shot my load into his mouth.
I hadn't been away from David for twenty-four hours and already I had more different cocks and mouths than I had experienced the last two weeks I was underwater. As my cock shrank to its flaccid state I missed David, our sex had been more intimate than any of what I had on Campus. I wished I was going to be spending the night in Wendel's arms but he was with his girl friend and wouldn't be back in his dorm room.
Malcolm and I spent the next few hours catching up on what we had done since the end of the spring semester. We fell asleep in his fraternity room with the door open, twice during the night there was someone that came to the bed and played with our cocks and our assholes. I was even more sure why Malcolm was not ready to leave school.
The next day I was on my own. Malcolm was in class, Wendel wasn't to be found and there wasn't anyone around that I wanted to start playing with. Shortly after lunch I went to the pool, it was the day that was reserved for the fraternities, the President of Malcolm's fraternity had given me a pass that allowed me to share the pool. There weren't many students in the pool when I arrived, that was fine with me I wasn't looking to find anyone. I stayed around the pool until it was time to go to the dining hall where I was able to join Wendel.
He told me about the show that he and Alex had gone to with most of the paintings they had done of me. Alex had sold all of his at the price he first asked. Wendel was able to raise the price on his paintings the second day, out of the fourteen paintings he had taken he sold twelve. He had promised me a commission as the model, he let me know that he would have it for me at the Art Lab, he also said he would remind Alex that he owed me money.
We talked about my idea of having him paint a collage of David, he thought Alex would be better suited to doing what I said I wanted. I didn't want to invite Alex to the underwater city but told him I would think about it if he would, too. When we arrived at the lab he admitted that he didn't enjoy painting cocks besides the fact that he might be jealous of David and purposely do a poor job. Alex walked up on us discussing what I wanted and said although he had never done a painting because somebody wanted to memorialize the person sitting he would be glad to give it a try, especially if his cock was as pretty as I claimed.
Once at the Art Lab the professor asked me to stand in for the regular model that had called off ill that morning. Wendel wasn't happy about it but agreed if I would spend an hour after the class bent over the professor's desk. It took some negotiating with the professor because of a class that would be in the room after the one he had me modeling for, I wasn't crazy about that many people seeing me in the position Wendel demanded but when he agreed to taking care of my asshole after class I was willing to spread my legs again.
Once I was standing in front of the class there were a half dozen students that asked the professor if it would be acceptable for me to stand there with an erection. I didn't know if I could maintain an erection for that many people but Wendel let me know that he would do what was necessary to get me hard and keep me that way. He and the professor discussed the idea within such a close distance that their breath was starting to get me hard. Wendel moved behind me and slid his hand up my leg until his fingers were separating my cheeks and touching my asshole.
That Wendel was willing to do that and then take my cock in his other hand was new for him, he had always been concerned with other students knowing that he was gay. He kept his face and mouth far from my cock but his hands were doing what he promised. I must have started to shrink after a half hour, about then I felt Wendel slide a finger into me. I bounced back as soon as I felt his finger wiggle inside my asshole. I no longer needed him to hold my cock in his hand, I wanted him deeper in my asshole. Actually I was ready to let him know he could fuck me right there in front of the class if that was what he wanted.
I didn't. Neither did he.
That he didn't get to do any painting for the professor to critic was a shame. I was more than ready to lay down when the class was over. Alex stayed with Wendel, I thought he was there to do a different style painting but he was there to help me keep my cheeks spread far enough for Wendel to get a good enough look to paint. It was the first time Alex had seen my asshole with the lip stick, he made a few comments about it, none that were as negative as I expected.
"We need to leave. The next class is due to arrive." Wendel slapped me on one cheek and Alex the other. I didn't appreciate that, what I did appreciate was that Wendel said we were headed to his bed. He was going to fulfill his promise, he kissed my cheek and let me know that he was ready to get his tongue in deeper.
I still don't know why he is so in love with my asshole but I am glad that he is, after laying there for an hour with my cheeks spread I was anxious to have him tongue and fuck me. A few of the students belonging to the next class showed up before he let me up from the desk, one of them offered to fill me up the next day if I would come to his apartment off campus. I had seen him in the shower room after swimming, I had thought about his cock all night those few times. What I hadn't know back then was that he had any interest in fucking guys, most of the guys I knew that liked to be fucked would have gladly allowed him to mount them, Willie's cock is about nine inches soft and looks like it will thicken enough to make you feel every bit of it.
I got Willie's address before pulling up my shorts. Putting it into my phone I was close enough that he took hold of one cheek. Wendel offered to allow him the opportunity to fuck me that night if he wanted to come along with us. I was glad he passed on the invitation, saying that he needed to be in class, they were to have a female model.
I was barely through the door to Wendel's room when I dropped my shorts. I should have looked around first, his room mates were sitting at a table drinking beer and playing cards. When Wil saw me he jumped up and asked if I was ready for a gang bang. I didn't even have time to tell him no before he was out of his clothes and playing with his cock. Wil is inordinately proud of his cock for being much smaller than the other guys in the room. If I hadn't thought that Wendel was going to prep me by eating my ass I might have given my ass up to Wil to open, Wendel was already moving me towards his bed and telling me to get my hole in the air so he could get his tongue at it.
It was after Midnight when I finally left. I think I am falling back into the habit of having plenty of guys fucking me. I had five different cocks while I was there, Alex and Wendel twice, if Alex hadn't eaten my ass before I left I would have been leaking in my shorts. I wasn't happy that Wendel told me I had to leave, I would have loved to sleep in his arms; I missed sleeping like that even while with David.
"You smell like you have been out getting fucked." Malcolm was already in bed but when I opened the door he woke to talk with me.
"I guess I should go take a shower."
"No, don't. I don't know who was fucking you but they smell good on you." He didn't have an extra bed in his room so I lay down beside him.
"Did they fuck all the sex out of you? Or are you still going to be able to fuck me?" I had thought they had left me satiated but the walk to the fraternity house revived me, my cock was hard as soon as Malcolm took it in his hand. "There's a condom and lube on the edge of my desk, I've been waiting for you."
That was the way the next few days went. Either Wil, Alex, Randy or Wendel wanted my ass, if I wasn't with them either lad or Malcolm wanted my cock. I had forgotten about Willie until the following week when I was bent over the desk in the Art Lab for Wendel, again. The professor and the class had all left, Wendel had asked me to stay for a few more minutes while he finished touching up the current painting. Wendel had a finger tracing my asshole, telling me to try sucking it in when I heard Willie say that he had something I could suck in.
Wendel and Willie talked about the painting for a few minutes, I was ready to get up I'd had enough of being displayed. "So you never actually do erotic paintings, what are you doing with his asshole then?"
"Sure I've eaten it and fucked it, why?"
"But you haven't painted him with a cock in his ass?"
"No, I'm not sure I want to do that. I've seen lots of guys fuck Rob but I don't think they need to be memorized in any of my paintings."
"Have you painted his cock? And balls?"
"No, I have never enjoyed painting cocks and balls. I have done it on some of the models but it is nowhere as good as painting this asshole." I heard a pair of pants and a belt hit the floor, I looked around and Willie was standing between Wendel and I wearing only his socks. What I had thought was about nine inches long while soft was now hard but hadn't grown any longer, just thicker. I wasn't sure I wanted him to fuck me but he and Wendel were talking about it.
"Willie, if you want to fuck him you need to lick his ass to get him ready." That was more than I expected to hear Wendel admit since he had admitted fucking me. About two minutes later I felt Willie's hand pressing against the inside of my legs and the scruff on his cheeks rubbing against me. I guess he was a little reluctant since it took him a minute or two to put his tongue to me even with his face that close. Wendel told him to stick out his tongue and hold it against my asshole, he was going to put them together in the next painting. "Just hold it there."
"Damn, Wendel let him lick me." Having the tongue there but not moving had started to drive me nuts. "Don't listen to him anymore, Willie I need you to work my ass with your tongue." He must have been tired of being in that one pose, too. He started to press his tongue into me and wiggle it. He was as good as David at eating my ass, I was only able to stand it for a few minutes before I started to beg to be fucked. I don't think I called out his name or Wendel's.
Willie had thought what he heard was an invitation for him to fuck me. Once he put the head of his cock to my asshole he was pressing hard, I yelled out for him to lube his cock. He pulled what was already in me out, a moment later I felt a shot of lube on my hole and then his cock being pushed back in. It was still hard for him to press into me, I could tell he was stretching my asshole open wide. It hurt going in and for the first few times he rammed it in and pulled it back. I don't know how many times he had rammed into me when I heard Wendel tell him to stop moving.
His cock was partially in me but not all the way. I was half way between pain and pleasure, I wanted to push back on his cock and get it back in. Willie followed Wendel's instructions and held his cock out of my asshole far enough that he was able to see most of it. I wanted to see what his painting would look like but I also wanted Willie to really fuck me, his cock was what I needed. Willie put a hand on my far cheek so he wasn't blocking Wendel's view to hold me still, unable to push back further on the nine inches.
Like he had often done while painting my asshole Wendel traced my cheeks down to the point where Willie and I were connected. I couldn't really tell but I think he played with Willie's balls, his friend sighed while I felt the hand between us. I wished I wasn't holding myself still on the desk so I could reach back and play with Willie's balls, too, the glimpse I had of them made me want to take them in my mouth and roll the testicles on my tongue.
"I'm moving the easel. I want to be in position to see your balls hanging between your legs." I think Wendel played with Willie's cock and balls some more before he pulled back enough to paint again.
"Do you like that ass, Willie?"
"It's fantastic, Wendel. When are you going to let me fuck him for real?" His cock was throbbing in my hole, I was afraid he was going to shoot his load without really fucking me. He couldn't wait any longer, without Wendel saying it was alright to fuck me he pushed his cock all the way into me again. I loved the feeling and let him know, that. I squeezed down on his cock so when he pulled back he was only able to do it slowly. He rammed back into me before he had his cock pulled all the way out, that was it. From then on he fucked without listening to whatever Wendel was telling him, he was listening to me beg for his cock.
It was the best fuck I had since leaving David in our bed. I didn't feel him shooting his load more than feeling it rise up the shaft. Willie gasped as his load filled me then pulled out as quickly as he could. I was laying there getting my breath when Wendel took over for Willie, I am so glad to be back on campus having him fuck me. Neither of us paid any attention to the students arriving for their class. I had been close to shooting myself when Willie pulled out, with Wendel fucking me I shot a load of cum down the side of the professor's desk.
When I finally was able to stand I looked at the classroom standing in front of at least twenty easels in use was the girl that Wendel had been dating. As he wiped off his cock she told him that she hoped she never saw him again. I thought that was going to be the end of it but for the same reason she picked up a pot of water that had brushes soaking off paint and threw it as us. If it hadn't been a girl I'm certain that Wendel would have retaliated violently, as it was all he did was walk over to her easel and tear the canvas in half, throw it on the floor and walk across it on his way back to find his clothes. I had started to pull on my shirt but it was wet from the pot of water so I walked out of the Art Lab naked as I had been while posing.
Wendel caught up to me a hundred feet or more outside put his arm over my shoulder and suggested we go to the bookstore to buy shorts and a sweat shirt. My nuts were already shrinking from the chill and I agreed that sounded good. Arun's cousin Singh was the only cashier working when we walked in, anyone else may have chased us back out but Singh had a desire to be with me. Once I was passed him and walking into the clothing aisle I heard him say 'SWEET', if I hadn't just been fucked by two big cocks I might have invited him to bend me over in the changing room.
Wendel and I both bought some College logo'ed shorts and sweatshirts, I pulled mine on as Singh rang them up on the cash register. He told me how sorry he was that I felt the need to put the clothes on so quickly. Wendel had put his clothes on the counter, I decided to give Singh the relief he so obviously needed and walked behind the counter, dropped to my knees and took his cock from his pants to suck.
"Would you turn the open sign on the front door around?" Wendel was pleased to do it for him, Singh had already let his pants fall to the floor . He was hard as soon as my lips touched him, I'm still not one of the best cocksuckers but I didn't have any trouble with his five inches. It was only a few minutes later that he was giving me a load of spicy cum. I have learned not to spit out any cum, no matter the taste. Singh didn't believe that I swallowed his cum, when I stood up he thanked me and told me that he was still waiting for the day that I let him fuck me.
Wendel left with me. We weren't far from the store when he let me know that he needed to meet with some of his friends. For a few minutes I thought about going with him but my asshole told me that I should find a place to rest. I went to the library, I knew I would find a free computer where I would be able to spend some time adding to the Fan Fiction and email it to my computer underwater.
Beastmastered (A first)
Dar and I had saved a queen that had been using tigers to kill any of the criminals in her empire. It was due to Dar that we survived the Dead Game. Later we found the royal tigers caged close to the queen's quarters. Her closest advisor had turned traitor, he attempted to capture us again but between us we were able to break free. It was one of the first times that I was able to disable more than one of the men attacking us.
Dar was able to convince the queen that the tigers were not happy in their cages being fed humans. The female tiger was suffering malnutrition. The male tiger was still healthy and willing to kill any of the men stuffed into his cage. The queen changed her mind on how to run her queendom when Dar translated the tiger's complaints to her. She promised that the following morning the tiger would be freed and there would be a new method of justice. She was very grateful to Dar and offered him a soft bed for the night. I liked the thought of not sleeping on the ground but Dar had never accepted the offer of a bed before. That evening he must have seen the desire in my eyes, he agreed to sleep in the castle.
We ate dinner with the Queen. For a while I thought she was trying to seduce him but when she was ready to go to bed she left us with a guide that took us to the room that had been prepared for he and I. Being in the castle was a treat, we were able to take a warm shower and not worry about beasts coming out of the forest to interrupt our sleep. I let Dar shower first then followed him. I didn't often get to see him with out any of his clothing as minimal as it was, that night he was sitting on the edge of the bed without his sarong that he had washed in the shower and hung over a rack for blankets.
We had both had flings while traveling, the women had always wanted to be with him more than with me but I had my share of women in my bed. I dried off standing in the room in front of Dar. I had tried to get a good look up his sarong many nights, seeing him without it I was even more attracted to him than I had ever been. All of the conversations I had ever started with him that turned to sex had been shut down. I didn't know why he was shy about talking about sex with me but that night as I moved towards the bed I saw that he wasn't all that shy.
I was on the opposite side of the bed turning so I could lay down when Dar turned from where he had been sitting and took me in his arms. I didn't know what to do, I had never been that close to another man that had an erection poking in my stomach. There had been times I had seen Dar having sex, women, the unicorns and other animals but I had never thought of myself being one of the ones he mounted. I didn't know what to say to him, I had no idea what to do with a hard cock on another man.
"Tao, roll over on your stomach." He was helping me turn but what did he mean? Behind me he pulled me to my knees.
"I've seen you watching me, Tao. Is this what you have been hoping to happen?" The tip of his cock was against my asshole. I had never felt a cock there before, was it going to hurt? He spit on my hole and pressed against it again. I knew he wanted to push his cock into me but I hadn't known what it would feel like when the head of his cock split my hole.
"Stop talking. Try squeezing down on my cock with your ass when I pull out and relax when I push in." I was glad that he knew what to tell me. It took me a few minutes to get used to having his cock in me and a few more to adjust to having him fuck me. Dar twisted and turned me every way he wanted for the next ten or fifteen minutes. I was loving what he was doing. He had us turned to where we were facing each other. I felt the cum spurting up his shaft and shot my own cum all over me, he lay down and the cum glued us together for most of the night.
I had gotten out of the bed to relieve myself, chilly I crawled back under the cover to press up against Dar. Why I didn't expect him to have morning wood I'm not sure, innocence? Naivete? What ever was the cause I didn't think about it long, I enjoyed the feel of him against my stomach then took him in my hand. After I held his cock for a few minutes he started to leak pre-cum, enough that I was able to coat his entire shaft before I spit in my other hand and wet my asshole. I flipped around and pressed my asshole to the tip of his cock, he was only in the least bit past the head when Dar grabbed me by the shoulders.
"Tao, I gave you what I could last night. We can't be doing this again." He tried pulling back but I was already happy to have him in me and pushed my butt back, not allowing him to escape the hold my asshole had on him. I had to grab his butt to keep him from turning away from me, having him all the way in me was as great as it had been the first time even though he didn't want it. One hand on his butt and the other holding the one that was connected to the arm under my body I began to fuck his cock with my ass until he couldn't resist the feeling any longer and rolled me on my stomach and pounded my ass with his thick seven inches of sex. He had been pounding me for at least ten minutes when I knew that what I wanted more than any thing else was to turn us around so that I would be able to do the same to him even though my cock was longer than his I told him it was going to happen after he shot in me.
He is much stronger and somewhat larger than me but once he had shot and heard me tell him to roll over it was only a minute before his butt was in the air waiting. Last night had been awkward when I allowed him to fuck me for the first time, looking at his asshole winking at me was even worse. I dribbled some saliva on my dick before rubbing the head against the opening ad closing asshole, I couldn't wait any longer and pushed at least half of my dick into him. If I caused him any pain he didn't let me know, he had gasped as I drove my dick into him but when I stopped he pressed his butt back opening up his asshole more and letting my cock slide down to when my balls bounced against him. I tried to hold him still, the way he had fucked me and now allowing me in his asshole for the first time had me close to shooting my load. Plus holding him I tried to ask him to stop for a couple minutes while I settled in.
It was as if he was more concerned with me shooting cum than what it would feel like for him. He did the opposite of what I asked and sped up, using his ass muscles to squeeze and pull at my dick until the only thing possible for me was to shoot my cum into his ass.
"That's it Tao, fill me up with your cum. Now, lay beside me on your stomach." I had no idea what the intent was of having me lay like that but after giving me his ass I was more than willing to do any thing he asked of me.
"Spread your legs a little more, Podo says he can't quite get to your asshole." What was he going to do crawl inside me? The ferret tongue isn't that large but I got the idea, he was going to eat the cum out of my asshole while the other ferret ate my cum out of Dar.
"Since the first time they had a taste of my seed they aren't happy unless I let them get after any seed on my stomach or in my butt."
I wished he would kiss me but Dar seemed not to want to go there. We went for a morning bath in the Queen's pool. We did touch a little more than normal while bathing but not so much that it would seem that we were having foreplay. I was finished bathing when Dar stood up behind me, his soft cock resting on my cheeks and asked if I had enjoyed having his cock in me so much that I really had wanted it a second time. It was one of the first times that he had started a conversation about sex, he was not too willing to take it very far once I told him that 'YES' I had loved having him in me.
The next day my professor in the design class asked to see me after class. I didn't have any idea why he would want to see me unless my project had been that bad. When I walked into the professor's office there were two other professors sitting at his conference table. I knew the one professor from a class that had been second year requirement for anyone in the design school, the other man I had seen around campus but wasn't sure what department he was in. Collin's Father joined us a minute or two after I sat down.
"Rob, this meeting was arranged to see if you would take on a project that some of your professors think would be of extreme value in future underwater cities. One of the biggest problems in designing an underwater city is power and light. There are physicists around the world working on the problem of electrical power. They seem to agree that he tides are the way to get power for the cities, the problem has been to get enough of it, regularly.
"If you don't mind, sir. What we have been discussing is a way to drop the need of electricity in these cities. There have been dozens of proposals but none of them have proven to be practical enough for a city the size that makes economic sense. We have put together a grant proposal to attempt using Bio-luminescence, there are many different ways that could be accomplished but what is being researched is the best way of doing it.
"Having you take on this project would take you away from any work you are currently doing. While we would have liked to start the project months ago we think you could catch up on oceanographic studies enough to start at the beginning of the year. The courses we think would be most helpful will be paid for in full. You will be able to take the classes while in the city if you wish or you may stay out of the city until the first of the year."
"I will need to think about this. I am not really ready to leave the city. I was thinking about becoming a permanent resident. This would give me a reason for being there for some time."
"The grant covers Four years. It is not expected that we will have the most effective and efficient answer in any less time than that."
"Rob, the pay is better than what I have been giving you. I could be convinced to add the use of a house for the four years if that would make it any easier to make a decision."
"Would I be expected to do this own my own?"
"No, you can pick a crew of your own or you could allow us to find a crew for you while you are taking the courses this fall."
Rob left the meeting fairly certain that he would do what he was being asked to do but not knowing much about the subject thought he should do some studying before he agreed to do it. He had seen some of the bio-luminescent life around the city but how to harness them for enough light for the city was more than he could imagine at the moment. His month top side was nearly over, he spent the last few days in the library learning what he could about the subject.
Two days before he was to board the submersible to return to the city he met with the professors again. He took the position as lead on the grant, requesting that he be allowed to chose his own crew. The professors told him they would be sending him resumes of some students that he might want to consider and would have arrangements made for him to interview any of them by Zoom from underwater. When he arrived in the city once more he was met by an employee of Clinton's Father, the man took him to see three houses that were possible for him to occupy. The three houses were nearly identical other than one was closer to the infirmary that he selected hoping that David would be happy to move there with him.
The house was going to be the first place he lived that would be called his. Before the fall classes started he and David had moved in and initiated every room to their lifestyle. The third bedroom was converted to a classroom, that didn't mean much to Rob when he first requested the change but when he saw it he was amazed. A video screen attached to the computer covered most of one wall, the first conversation he held was with Clinton. Seeing the boy full size was a joy, that Clinton choose to strip off his clothes for Rob and talk with him while masturbating gave Rob an idea of what the screen could give him.
Clinton would be joining the underwater teams after the fall semester working with a crew that had been sent to develop a use for the newest robots the university had developed. A member of the University staff had attempted to set up what would have turned into robotic whore houses in Dallas and Houston but both cities had rejected the idea as being too immoral. While waiting for the next possible site the staff and students had been working on creating male robots that could work alongside the females. Rob had never used a mechanical sex tool so what the robots might do for a man was unfathomable.. All Clinton could tell him was that the robots were supposed to be able to do anything a human male could, only better and with more stamina.
Rob settled into life with David. His visit top side had satisfied any need he had to experiment with other men, he gave his all to David without exploring anything new in the city. Between classes, developing a program to satisfy the grant he would be working under and living with a man that wanted his all, Rob had no extra time for anything. Classes had been going for six weeks when he got a zoom call from Wendel, his friend had finished a few paintings incorporating his asshole and wanted Rob to see them before he took them to an Art Show off campus to sell.
"Wendel it is odd to see my asshole still coated in matte red lip stick. I have not had anyone to freshen the coating since I've been here."
"That is fine. I still want you to pose for at least one more painting. I hope we can do it like this. If you want some one to coat you with lipstick before I try painting you again, we might be able to convince Lad to go visit you."
"I've had my fingers and toes repolished in the nail saloons inside the hotels. They both only employ females, I don't think I want a woman applying the lip stick to my asshole so having Lad come down might be okay but I am not really in the mood to have it done and David doesn't care one way or the other." He and David had discussed the idea. David had thought it was a stupid idea when he first saw the lip stick, the more he saw it the better he thought it was. Still now that it was gone David wasn't asking him to get it redone. He remembered that Lad had told him he had lip stick in different flavors, would that make David happier about the lip stick?
"I have another request. The student that wanted the painting with his cock going in and out of you?"
"How did that painting turn out?"
"It was okay, I have done better paintings. Anyway he bought it from me, I talked to his roommate last week, He has the painting hanging in their living room. It seems he brags about the cock being his but never says whose asshole it is.
"It seems he is obsessing about you. He asked me to paint your cock and balls on a smaller canvas that he can hang in his bedroom. I didn't want to do it, but he offered to pay me more for it than I have ever received for a painting. There was one condition that sounded just weird.
"He wanted the head of your cock and your balls both to be bright Blue. Unless you are to dye them I don't think I could do that painting from my imagination."
"Wendel, I don't think I have time to sit for that painting, it takes you too long to paint my cock. Even if there is no color game to play. I suppose he wants my cock to be hard for the painting, too." I hated the idea of having to have a hard cock for how long Wendel would have me sitting the only other time I had maintained an erection to be painted was when Wendel held onto my cock while Alex was painting the two of us.
"Of course. I can tell him no but I would like the money, I'd share it with you.
"By the way I like the pink on your toe nails, do they shine in the dark?"
"How did you guess? Lad had neon pink he thought would be fun for me to wear."
Ten minutes later I received an e-mail from Wendel telling me that I should try using vegetable dye on my balls to see what his friend wanted. If I did it he wanted me to either zoom him again or send a photo by e-mail. I had a good laugh when I read the e-mail, just for fun I forwarded it to David at work.
David replied that he was bringing the Philippine nurse home with him for dinner. They would be bringing the food, I was to expect them at six PM. He didn't say what he would be bringing so I set the table with our normal plates and tableware. I didn't put out any wine glasses since David had not taken to having wine with dinner unless we were out with people he considered important.
I didn't have anything important to do for the next few hours so I decided to take a nap. It wasn't often that I napped but just like when I slept at night I stripped off all my clothes, they grabbed and twisted me into uncomfortable positions while sleeping.
I thought about the conversation with Wendel while I tried falling asleep. Why would his customer want my balls and cock head shining blue? It seemed insane to me but I knew that vegetable dyes wouldn't last long if I agreed to doing it for them. At some point while napping I had a dream that Lad moved into the house next door to us and started selling his X rated toys, doing custom nail jobs and genital shaving and waxing. After I described to him what Wendel had asked me to do he added it to his menu of services. I may have still been dreaming when David and Cruz walked into the house, David came into the bedroom to change his clothes.
Cruz was standing in the doorway when he saw that I was laying there with a hand on my erection. I had always told David that I thought Cruz was gay but he had his doubts. The first time I had seen him I asked David if he hadn't been the Philippine contestant in the Mr. Gay World contest a couple years ago, if he wasn't he had a doppelganger.
"David, do you think Rob would mind if I sucked his cock?" David still was possessive of me and didn't really like me having sex with anyone else, fortunately that was a stronger feeling when it came to anal sex.
"Go for I. He always enjoys a new mouth."
Damn, did I enjoy the new mouth. Cruz had my entire cock in his mouth by the third time he ran his lips down the shaft. He would go back and forth from sucking to stroking my cock with his hand and licking my balls. He woke me up with the blow job, I looked up and David was standing over me stroking his cock. I wasn't awake enough to offer sucking him but I did slide a hand up his leg to play with his asshole.
"Cruz, if you wet your finger and play with his asshole he will give you a bigger load." I didn't know if that was true but I knew I would enjoy the nurse's finger, they were nice and slender although fairly long for a small man. He took the advice, a moment later I felt a finger pressed into me up to the second joint. He didn't wait long before sliding a second finger into me and start wiggling them around on my prostrate.
Cruz had been pulling my cock into his throat but I didn't want to cum down his throat so I grabbed him by the ears and pulled him up until he was only holding the head of my cock between his lips when I started shooting cum on his tongue. Cruz was a real cum hound, two fingers in my asshole and the other hand on my balls squeezing he didn't give up sucking my cock until the last drops had been forced up the shaft and licked off. David shot his load into my navel and down towards my cock, Cruz pounced on the streams of hot cum and licked them up, too.
"The two of you taste so good. Anytime you need to unload and need a mouth you know where to find me." I don't think he wanted to move away from my cock but David said we should eat our meals while they were still hot.