Jack Away at College. Part 3
By Botpuppy@AOL.com
With three hot coeds to keep happy, plus teach and Mark, I didn't have a lotta time to waste on studying. First quarter grades were just posted, and teach gave me a B+, even though I hadn't cracked a book or turned in a single essay. I got to enjoy my visits to his house, and now he always had my favorite brew on ice. It was always an unexpected visit, usually waking him from a sound sleep, but he never complained, was always thankful for my favors, and had the twenty bucks ready, even though I didn't ask him for it. Sometimes I took Joe with me, and he always used his twenty to spring for drinks or burgers afterward. Not tonight though.
I cut my last class, English, thinking that teach would miss his favorite student, and that would make him all the happier to see me later on. I had been thinking about fucking a guy for a while now. Plus, I was down to my last 50 bucks, and I knew that Dad would raise hell if I asked him for more money this month. I was taking Sue out tonight, and if she continued to put me off after we ate, I was going to go over to teach's place and offer to stick my dick up his ass. He would be happy to give me the 100 bucks that I was going to tell him was going to be the price. I needed the dough, and I kind of knew that making him pay only make him that more eager.
That would take care of my cash problem for now, but I was still reluctant. No way I'm queer, and like I had told Joe, what's the difference if you get blowed by a dude or a chick. Getting paid for standing and watching a fag on his knees struggling to take my cock down his throat is a major turn on for any guy, no matter how straight he is. But the thought of fucking a guy's shitty ass hole seemed like a faggot thing for a guy to do, and didn't turn me on at all. The last time teach had asked me to fuck him, I had told him the same story and he tried to explain that he could guarantee that his hole would be clean and fresh for me. I just told him, yea, maybe sometime, now get on your knees and start sucking before I change my mind, and that was all he needed. The guy was really hot for my cock.
I had a few hours to kill and walked over to the basketball courts to see about getting into a game. Only one dude on the court, just shooting baskets. I offered him a few rounds of horse, and we got to it. He was good, and he beat me two out of three, which normally would have pissed me off. He was a nice guy, though, and we had a good time. I told him we would do it again, and I'd whip his ass next time. He laughed, told me, yea in your dreams, and I went back to the dorm, hot and sweaty, and stripped, grabbed a towel and headed for the showers.
There was another guy taking a shower, and I remembered seeing him around. He wasn't bad looking, although he was a bit strange. Always carrying a load of text books and a calculator. Probably an engineering student, I figured, most of them always seem to be odd jobs or geeks. What a fuckin' waste of time, all that studying and calculating instead of enjoying life away from home on campus. He gave me asmile, and announced that his name was Paul, and I extended my hand to take his. "Hey dude, Jack here, where are you from?" "Kansas, and yea, I'm right off the farm."
Oh no, I thought, a farmer, and an engineer, probably has no idea about how to have a good time. "Are you in engineering or something like that, why are you always toting all those books around with you?" He said yes, and that engineering was a tough course, with all that calculus, which sounded boring as hell to me. Shit, I know all about erections and laying pipe, maybe I'm a natural as an engineer.
I made a crack about who was taking care of Dorothy while he was away, and he smiled and shot back that they didn't call that old guy a wizard for nothing.
Then I noticed what he was doing, soaping up his dick. It was soft, maybe 4 inches long, and thick. I don't normally look at other guy's dicks, but his was a lot different. It had skin hanging down, almost covering the head. I've been in lots of gyms, locker rooms, all kinds of places back home where guys get naked, but I had never seen a guy who was not circumcised.
He saw me staring at his crotch, "Hey dude you like what you see? You sure don't look like a queer, but you really seem to be interested in my dick."
"Na, no fuckin' way I'm gay, but I never saw a guy with an uncut dick before. I guess things are done differently on a farm." "He gave me a big grin, "Yea, we grow them big down on the farm, and my parents never saw any sense in wasting anything, especially part of a boy's prize possession."
I asked him if the skin got in the way when he was fucking. "No, when I'm hard the skin pulls back, all the way off the head, I don't have a lot of foreskin like some guys do. When I'm fully boned, you wouldn't know that I wasn't cut. "Stick around a little while, and I'll show you." This was beginning to get me interested, and I watched him.
"I do need to keep it clean, but I enjoy doing it, well unless you want to help me." I passed on that, but I watched as he rolled the skin back away from the pink head of his dick, lathering that up, and rubbing his little finger around the inside of his sheath. "If I don't do this, the precum I'm always leaking builds up. A little bit is good, keeps the tip moist and ready to go. But if it isn't cleaned out regularly, it builds up, and starts to stink. I leak a lot when I get excited, so I need to do this every day.
"One thing, though, when I do it, I get an urge to get my nut right away", and he began to stroke himself. "No problem, I must be a breeder like this bull my dad keeps in stud. That fucker keeps 30 cows serviced and still sniffs around."
He closed his eyes, and began jerking off in earnest, then took his hand away. "See what I mean, you can't tell mine from yours now, except that I'm hung a lot bigger. "Damn, you're right, that's amazing. They sure grow them big down on the farm, dude. That's some nice meat you're holding." I had plans for later on, so I passed on what seemed like an invitation to compare dick sizes with him.
"Any time you want a sample, dude, I'm always ready to show you city boys a good time." "Not interested in that stuff myself man, but it seems to me that there are quite a few guys in the dorm who would probably be happy to swing on that piece." He just grinned and went back to stroking, "Sorry about this dude, but I need to get off, I don't have a cooperative roomie like you have." I wondered about this remark, Isure hadn't been telling anybody about Mark and me. Well, I did tell Joe, but he wouldn't go around shooting off his mouth.
He must have read my mind. "No, nobody has said anything about you two, but I can tell a fag when I see one, and from the way he looks at you, it's kind of obvious that he's hot for you. Hell, he even takes your tray back to the service area in the cafeteria when you're done eating. You have him well trained."
I just grinned, not wanting to get into this; I wanted Mark for my own. Then Paul started to grunt, and he busted his nut right there, his cum splattering the shower wall. He waited a few minutes for his breathing to return to normal, completely at ease at getting himself off in front of me. He rinsed off, doing the same ritual with his dick, but he was still half-hard so he didn't need to play with the skin this time.
I was beginning to get stiff myself now, and grinned at him, "Guess you're set for a little while, dude, have fun." He grinned back, "Later dude, let me know when you wanna play". I flipped him a finger and laughed and returned to my room.
I threw my towel on Mark's bed for him to put with the other dirty laundry. Sure is handy having him around, keeping the room and bathroom neat and clean. I went into my drawer and took out a clean pair of white briefs. Mark was doing my laundry regularly now, and I wondered how he got them so white; they all had yellowish stains in the pouch before he started doing my laundry, not to mention some skid marks. I grinned as I imagined how he got my shit stains out, probably sniffed and licked them clean. I noticed that my old jockstrap was missing and a new black one was there in its place. I bet the old one is hidden in one of his drawers and I have a good idea of what he does with it. But this black one is really hot looking, so what the hell, let the faggot get his kicks.
I sat down at his computer, and checked his files. O yea; I had got pissed at him for being so selfish about sharing his pc with me. I told him that he was a spoiled brat as well as a fag, and he got all teary and told me that I could use the computer, or anything else I wanted, any time. He even arranged it so I didn't need to remember his passwords. The pics that Joe and I had taken were all there, and some from his buddy. I'll have to get him to tell me about their meetings one day. I thumbed through his Emails, and thought that this Tony seemed like one cool dude, and I began to get a little jealous. Na, I decided, let him have his fun as long as he continues to take care of me.
He was always ready for me whenever I wanted him; all I had to do was tell him. Sometimes I would just snap my fingers and point to the floor, and he would be on his knees just like that, waiting to take my cock down his throat. I loved to see him down on the floor, tears streaming down his cheeks as I fucked down into his throat. He had learned to take it all down, and seldom even gagged on it anymore. I kind of missed the gagging part though, that always made me realize how badly he wanted to please me. But he would take my load and just hold it in his mouth, all the time looking up at me with those blue eyes. He would open his mouth to show me my load, and when I nodded, he swallowed it down. Then he would carefully lick any remaining cum off my cock, and gently kiss the head.
He was so eager to please that he didn't even object too much when I told him that he wasn't allowed to close the bathroom door, explaining that I needed to keep an eye on him. He did raise a fuss when I told that from now on he was to pee squatting over the bowl, not standing up the way that men do. But he is trained now, andraises the lid and the seat while he pees, with me watching if I'm around. Little things like that are good exercises to keep a faggot in his place, and besides, I think he enjoys the feeling of being dominated.
He was using the toilet yesterday when I got back from the gym. I needed to piss bad, so I unzipped to pee in the sink, and he got all bitchy, telling me how hard he works to keep everything clean, and to stop pissing in the sink. I shrugged, moved over to where he was squatting and started to piss, aiming my dick between his legs. Since he was holding his dick down into the bowl, I was pissing on his hand as well as his dick and thighs. He looked up at me as my stream continued to soak him, fascinated with the stream gushing out of my dick. I shook my dick at him, and he reached up and licked the last few drops of the piss off my dick. I'll have to do that some more.
I was taking Sue out for something to eat, and do some serious face sucking tonight. So far, I hadn't been able to get into her pants, but we had only dated once. I felt that I really needed a good fuck for a change. A blowjob is great, but a guy needs to get some ass too.
The real clean cut preppy look ought to be just right for my plans tonight, so I went to my closet and took out a blue button down and some chinos. Damned if Mark hadn't washed and pressed them. He must have got an iron from mommy. Sue will be impressed with this; I've been looking a bit dumpy since my mom hasn't been around taking care of my stuff. Maybe I'll give Mark a special treat.
Just like the teacher, he's been asking me to fuck him, but I keep telling him, maybe, if he's a good boy, shit like that to keep him in line. I wondered how a gay boy could stand sticking his dick in a guy's shitty ass hole. I guess I could use a condom, but I hate them, even the magnums feel too tight, and I love the feel of a warm pussy encasing my prick.
I picked up Sue outside her dorm and drove to a nice spot off campus. I had a couple of beers and she had something she called a `long slow screw', laughing at the waiter. She blushed and told me that was a screwdriver with something else in it. She drank it from a straw pursing her lips and looking up at me with a sparkle in her eyes. Damn, that got me turned on, and my dick began to demand some attention.
We ate our food quickly, and went to the bathrooms before leaving. I was thinking about her sitting down to pee, like Mark does, and then wiping her crotch, and got a semi-erect dick from the mental image. If you've ever tried to piss with a hardon, you know that this is no fun. As I was leaving, I noticed the condom dispenser, and thought seriously about my decision against getting dressed for doing the deed. Na, no rubber for me. I shook my head, I want this to be a good time. Hell, it cost me 30 bucks out of my last 50, I want to enjoy myself tonight.
On the way to the parking area, she sat close to me and began to caress my thigh. Sure enough, she soon had a hand in my crotch. I had the beginning of a major bone before, but now I sprang up, and she took the shaft in her hand through my chinos and began to give me little kisses and tonguing my ear. I pulled into a dark quiet spot and turned the ignition off. We got into it right away, me kissing and tonguing her something major, and she fumbling with my belt as I removed her bra and began to kiss and suck those beautiful tits. Finally, I pulled my pants and briefs off fingering her wet pussy.
Jack, she said, yes do it to me right now, I want you in me, and I positioned myself to penetrate her warmth.
She sat straight up. "Jack you have to wear a condom."
"Hey, come on honey, I want to get real close to you", and continued to stroke her clit and suck on her tits. "Jack, I won't do it this way, I hardly know you. Sure you are a great looking guy and all, but....", and her voice just trailed off.
Then, "Next time come prepared."
Shit, I even tried to get my tongue on her pussy, but she wasn't having any of it. I just resigned myself to this lousy situation and drove her home. As she got out of the car, she just said, "Next time, I'll bring the condoms, big boy, don't forget me", and gave my dick another tug as she kissed me and ran into her dorm. I considered rushing over to the local convenience store, but decided against giving in. Plenty of other bitches around, and no broad is going to be my boss.
It was around midnight and I decided to go over to the pub for a brew and look around. As I sipped my beer I could smell Sue's pussy on my fingers and my dick told me he wanted something. I've been through this thing about condoms before. Once you start that they begin to expect it, better to let her know that it's gonna be my way or else.
I saw Paul at a table with a cute kid, and he waved me over, but I just gave him a grin that said for him to have fun. He and then kid left soon after that, and he slapped me a high five as they passed, and gave his balls a little squeeze, showing me that he had scored with the cutie. Yea, fuck, just what I needed then, I thought to myself.
Then I remembered teach, yea, I figured, I'll go over there. Still not convinced about fucking him, but I better get something to get off tonight. I called to tell him that I was on my way, and he surprised me by asking for a few minutes to get ready. What's that all about, I wondered as I drove to his place. When I got there, his front door was open and I walked in. "Yo", I hollered. "Where the hell are you?"
"I'm in the bathroom, Jack, excuse me, I'll be finished in a few minutes. Get a beer and relax for a while. I popped open a beer, but I wanted to see what was going on, so I went into the bathroom.He was on all fours on the bathroom floor, a tube stuck in his asshole, connected to a rubber bag suspended from the shower curtain rod. It took a few minutes for me to realize what he was doing. All that talk about fucking a shitty ass and here he was, giving himself an enema. I still remember my mom doing that when I was a kid, and here he is, doing it to clean himself for my prick. And my cock appreciated it, too, springing to attention in my pants.
He turned beet red as I stared at him. "Jack, I asked you to give me a few minutes to get ready for you." "No problem dude, this is hot, I wouldn't miss it." He turned a clamp on the hose, and slowly got up, clenching his ass cheeks together. I could see that his belly was slightly swollen, and he was uncomfortable as he waddled to the toilet. I stood there sipping my beer, and watched as he sat down awkwardly, letting the water out. He stood up then, his belly back to normal, and looked relieved. "That's the second time, see, not even a trace of brown now." He was right, not even a smell, just soapy water. He took a towel, and dried his ass and legs, then went to the fridge and popped a beer for me, taking my empty, and leading me into the living room.
I sat down on the sofa and sipped, my dick throbbing in my pants.
Teach will tell this part of the story
Ever since I first saw Jack in class, I knew I had to have him. I thrilled at the feeling of being dominated by a young stud like him, and the humiliation of having to pay him made it that much more exciting for me. He allows me to suck his dick, and I loved to get on my knees and slobber on his balls, then accept the rough way he would ram his big thick cock into my throat. I was in a constant state of arousal just at the thought of taking a load of his cum into my mouth.
If I could only feel him penetrate my ass, I knew I would have an orgasm like never before. So, when he talked about sticking his dick in a shitty ass, I knew what I had to do. The degradation of giving myself an enema would be well worth it if only I could have him deep inside me. Sure, I've been fucked before, but nobody ever had attracted me the way Jack did.
As he sat on the sofa sipping his beer, I sat at his feet, and placed my hand on his crotch. "Will you do it Jack, please?"
"Do what, teach? Tell me what you want me to do for you." I looked up at him, "You know, will you fuck me now? You can see I'm all clean, will you, please?" And I gave his dick a gentle squeeze. He allowed me to fondle his dick, took another sip of the beer, and said, "That's gonna cost ya, teach, let's say a hundred."
I would have agreed to anything, and I was ready for this. I went into the bedroom and returned with 5 twenties, handing Jack the money. "How about in my bedroom, Jack?"I was afraid that he would just pocket the money and walk away, but he got up and led me into the bedroom.
"You ever got fucked before, teach?" He said this in a boyish kind of way, unsure of himself for the first time in our relationship. I quickly and reluctantly admitted that yes, I had taken a few guys in my butt. But I also told him that it was a year or more since then, and that he didn't have to worry, I was clean and had no disease.
He began to take off his shirt. I could smell his clean sweat and it was like an aphrodisiac to me, almost the same musky male odor that his balls and pubes gave off. Then he slipped off his loafers and chinos, and I saw his white briefs, bulging with his meat, but seemingly deflated now. I sensed that he was apprehensive about doing this. Straight guys always seem to be reluctant to fuck a guy. Getting sucked off in a rest room or a porno shop is ok, but in bed with a guy whom they consider a fag is another thing.
" Jack, just relax, it's just you and me. Here, get in bed with me." This was unusual, for the first time, he seemed to be just what he was, a boy barely out of his teens. In a man's body to be sure, but still a bit nervous about what he was about to do.
He lay down heavily on the bed, and I began to caress his balls through his briefs. Then I began to pull them down, exposing his cock and balls. He had lost most of his erection, But it was still a great sight. I raised off the bed and began to lick his chest, then buried My face in his armpit, mixing his sweat with my saliva, and breathing in the aroma that I had grown to long for. I moved back to his chest and nibbled on a nipple, and then followed the narrow trail of hair to his pubes. Pausing only for a moment to rub my nose in the soft hair, I took his dick between my lips. He had become fully hard again, and as usual, I had a difficult time to accept his thickness.
But this is not want I wanted right now. I looked up at him, my eyes pleading with him to stick his cock in me, to make me his pussyboy, his bitch. He told me to get on my hands and knees. This wasn't the position I had hoped for. I longed to be on my back so that I could admire his body as he took me, and see his face when he shot his sperm into me. But I thought it best to simply obey, although I did stop to hand him a bottle of lube. "Please, Jack, I haven't had a dick in my ass for a long time, and you are so big, put some of this on us first. He gave the bottle a strange look, and I began to panic that he might get turned off by this.
But I began to breathe again when he rubbed some of the lube on his dick, and swooned when I felt his finger in my hole, then another finger until he was satisfied. I felt him close behind me, his hands on my hips. Then I felt his cock, just the head, rubbing up and down my ass crack, as if he was searching for the place to enter me.
Then, what I had been craving for so long, his cock entering my hole. He seemed to get the idea, forcing his cock in about an inch or so. I gasped, both in pain and pleasure, and willed myself to accept his penetration without crying out.
Now Jack tells it from his side
I couldn't believe it when I saw teach with that nozzle in his asshole. Fuckin' faggot was so hot for my cock in him, he would do anything. He really loved sucking my dick, and until that time, I had never seen his. I guess he shot his load in his pants while he was sucking me, or jacked off after I left. He wasn't hung big, but I didn't much care. Until he got on all fours on the bed, I had never seen a guy's asshole. His was smooth, no hair at all, and pink. Not a bad sight. I had deflated some when he released the water from his gut into the toilet, but when he started to lick me and slobber in my pit I got restored. I liked the feeling when I rubbed my dick in his ass crack, between his full plump cheeks. Reminded me of two teats caressing my prick, but maybe a little firmer and definitely a turn on.
You know now that I had never fucked a guy, so I might as well confess I hadn't really fucked a girl that many times, either. But I was doing ok, well at least until tonight with Sue, but I'm going to make up for that right now.
I shoved his shoulders and head down on the mattress. His butt was pointing up, giving me a clear shot at his asshole. I held my dick so the head was pointed at his asshole. His hole was shiny from the lube and opens just a little in the center, a small oval bullseye that I knew instinctively was my target. He moaned when my dick head made contact. I began to push slowly, afraid of hurting him and trying to be careful not to.
Within a few seconds, he told me, "You have to push harder or it'll never go in." I applied more and more pressure with my hips. Suddenly the head of my dick disappeared inside of him followed by the first inch of my shaft. I was instantly afraid that I had gone too fast and was getting ready to pull back. Teach, however, didn't think so. "Don't stop now! Don't take it out! Push it in!" I pushed, watching my dick slide into him until my whole dick was in him and my pubic hair was pressed against his butt.
The feeling as my dick slid through his sphincter ring was like the feeling of a girl, but much tighter and more intense. "Now hold it there just a few seconds and then slide it out just the same way. But don't take the head out." For the first time, I did as teach said, savoring the feel as my shaft slid back through his tight ring and anticipating what it would feel like when the flare of the head made contact with that ring and was prevented from pulling through. When only the head remained inside him, he told me, "Now slide it in and out just the same way. Wait a few seconds when you're all the way in before you start pulling it out. Then wait a few seconds before you start pushing it back in."
That was all the help I needed. The grip of his anal ring around the crown of my cock was fantastic, and I lost no time before I was ramming my cock back into his moist warm hole. Sweat dripped off me down onto him as I pumped furiously. Working fast like that my dick slipped out of his hole with a pop, and he moaned. As I was about to reenter him, I paused to look at him. His hole was opened wide, not near as wide as my dick, maybe the size of a quarter. But then it began to close up some, like to the size of a dime. I was fascinated by this, and I watched for a minute or two, as his hole opened and then closed, like it was winking at me.
But then I grabbed his hips and pulled him back down onto my cock. He was wide open again as I plunged back in. And as I began to long dick his ass, his hole clamped down tight again. I pulled all the way out, teasing him, and his ass lips clung to my cock as I withdrew. His ass hole spasmed again, first opening wide and then closing up again. I thought about tasting that pretty little hole of his, but I was already over the edge. So I just went back into that gaping hole and did the natural thing.
He was hollering now, shit like, ooh yea Jack, fuck me, please, I wanna be ur bitch. That did it, and my balls pulled up tight in my sac. I felt my cock swell from the pressure of my cum boiling up out of my balls, and I heard myself bellowing, "Here ya go, fuckin' faggot teach, gonna give ya my load now, u cocksuckin' bitch."
I released my grip on his hips and felt my way up to his nipples, They were smaller than a girl's, and hard. I began to squeeze them, then it came. My cock exploded in his ass, sending big spurts of cum into his hole and wherever sperm landed in a man's ass hole. I shuddered at the sensation of a violent orgasm, but never the less I was aware of him squirting his own load onto his chest.
I collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily. After a few minutes, I rolled over onto my back, closing my eyes. I felt a warm wet sensation, and looking up. He was washing off my dick, then he dried it off with a towel. "Thanks Jack, you are fantastic."