Jonathan's story Chapter 4
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Whew! That was awesome, she said. How did you like it?
Eating your pussy was one thing, I said, but I wasn't prepared for you gushing out a jet stream like that. We laughed so hard my sides hurt. By the time we rested up again it was dark thirty. She suggested we take a shower together. This I knew how to do.
Soapy bodies rubbing each other was familiar to me, but this time I had real tits to fondle as I soaped them. Of course she enjoyed stroking my cock with suds trying to get it up. But the best she could do was a half hardon. Even on her knees sucking it didn't help much. Afterwords, I got dressed and went back to my dorm. I was beat. She had wanted me to stay the night, but I told her that I needed a rest, and gave her the crossed fingers like you would for a vampire.
Except for getting up once to take a rip roaring piss, I slept til noon.
Waking up with the bright sun shining in the room I felt like a vampire being exposed to the sun. I squinted my eyes in order to make it to the bathroom, not knowing if Joe was in the room, then I emptied my guts in a ten minute shit session, but I felt great after wards. It smelled ripe even to me, so I sprayed and turned the fan on.
My eyes, now having adjusted to the light, didn't see Joe, so I kicked back in bed going over last nights sexual encounter with Mary. I thought about how she got me to do things I didn't want to do, or know how to do. Guess I had a lot to learn about sex, and relationships. Joe came bouncing in a little while later loaded with books.
Where you been? I asked.
To the book store getting this next semesters books.
Oh fuck! I said. That's today?
Yep registration, and books. Better get your ass over there buddy.
And with that I jumped out of bed and started getting dressed. That's when his questions came.
So how did it go with your date yesterday? I see you got home late.
Fucking fantastic, I answered. We went to the mall, took a drive, then went back to her place where she sucked and fucked my brains out. Plus she made me eat her pussy.
Ewe, he said with a puckered up face.
It wasn't to bad till she came.
Yeah? What about it?
I will tell you when I get back.
Spoil sport. You mean I'm gonna have to wait that long?
Yep. Bye. And with that I was out the door.
Two hours later, and a lot poorer, I got back to the room only to find Joe in a 69 with some other guy. I don't think they heard me till I intentionally dropped a book hard on my desk. It was funny to watch their reaction to getting caught. Joe was on top and looked up at me with the other guys cock still in his mouth.
He quickly discarded it, and said, what the fuck are you doing back so soon?
Don't mind me boys, I said, just go back to doing what you were doing. Then Joe turned his head back to his partner who just shrugged, then the two of them went back to 2 can chew. I hadn't seen the other guys face, so I had no idea who it was. His body was a little plump, but from what I could see of his cock as Joe was sucking on it, it looked to be bigger and fatter. I thought, this could be interesting. So I sat there enjoying the show, and getting a tingle in my dingle.
After another 10 minutes they both came about the same time, the Joe rolled off his buddy, and I got to see who it was. But it wasn't anyone I knew.
You scared the shit out of us, said Joe.
Are you cheating on me? I said jokingly.
No, said Joe. You said that you were gonna be off chasing pussy, so I had to find someone to play with.
Yeah, well it was fun to watch the two of get caught with your pants down. And I chuckled at my own joke. And who do we have here, I asked?
This is Mike.
Hi Mike. How's it going?
We almost had to start over when you scared us. Other than that, i'm doing ok.
Well maybe someday we can do a threesome, I said, they both agreed that would be cool. But not tonight boys, I got my brains fucked out last night. They were both anxious to hear about it, so I gave them a quick version. Joe and Mike got dressed, then the three of us headed out for something to eat.
During our time together they asked questions about my sexual encounter with Mary, and what Jim and I did while I was home on break. I could tell that they were getting "reinspired", and as a matter of fact, so was I after recounting all the sex acts. So when we were done eating, Mike suggested we go back to his apartment that he shared with only one other guy.
Mike lived in regular apartment building with many other college students. His place was small, but adequate, with a small kitchen set up and a sparsely populated living room. Two bedrooms, and one bathroom at the end of the hall. Mike's roomy was there when we arrived, and was introduced to us as Orlando, but call him Oly for short said Mike.
So what's up boys, said Oly.
Oly, said Mike, you remember me talking about a guy named Joe. And this is his room mate Jonathan. Jonathan caught us, in the middle of doing a 69, and scared the shit out of us.
Really?! Said Oly.
As a matter of fact I did. I said. It was kind of funny. Then I sat there and watched them, and started to have thoughts of joining them, but I was more hungry for pizza than sex at the moment.
So does that mean you are all ready for sex now? Said Oly.
The three of us looked at one another quickly, and blurted out at the same time, "sure". Then the clothes came flying off and all four of us were in the quick process of gaining erections. We all came in a close circle taking turns stroking each other. I likened it to shaking hands. It was exciting feeling different hands stroking my dry cock.
Then Oly spoke up and said. Are we going to pair off? Or what? Mike suggested we do a daisy chain, but then had to explain it to Joe and I. It was then I began to think that Oly and Mike knew a lot more about guy sex than we did.
Oly looked at me, and said, Jonathan, come with me. And I followed him into his bedroom. By the pics and posters this guy had on his walls, I could land a good guess that this guy was full blown out gay. And I thought, Jonathan, just what have you gotten yourself into now?
So Oly and I stood there in his bedroom, fondling each other.
Tell me Jonathan, what kind of sex acts have you done?
Sucking cock of course. Learned how by my middle aged friend back home. Ate my first pussy last night, and I've been fucked, and fucked my friend back home once.
That's quite an impressive resume'. As for me, I've done it all. He must have seen a worried look on my face, for he said, don't worry, I'll be easy on you. For now I will lay crossways on the bed with my head hanging back, and you fuck my mouth hard.
He positioned himself like he said, then I walked over to him, placing my swollen cock in his mouth. He quickly took all of me in, and some down his throat. It felt good with each stroke of my cock. When I leaned forward and used my arms to brace myself I found fucking his face was something new. And I liked it. His cock was close, but not close enough to bend down and suck it. I felt that if I did it would change how my cock was fucking his throat, so I stayed where I was.
I was about to cum when he pulled off me and started licking my balls, then running his tongue over my hole. When he tried sticking his tongue in my hole, I lost it, cumming all over his chest and belly. It was really cool seeing my juice squirting out in ropes of cum. His tongue in my hole made me shoot farther than I thought possible. Some of it even landed on his cock and was running down his ball sack. I was gonna have fun cleaning that mess up with my tongue. And so I did.
When he released his grip on my ass cheeks, I pulled back and started licking my cum off his chest, then worked my way towards his cock and balls. The taste of my own cum was sweeter than it had been before, cuz I have been eating more fruits, and less junk food, just like Jim said to do.
Reaching his engorged cock became a real treat. I enjoyed taking him in me. It felt so right to be sucking on his cock. In and out, I stroked and sucked on his cock with more passion than any other cock I've sucked. Sucking him was so different. All the other cocks were sucked in play, but I loved this cock. The texture of it. The feel of the glans passing back and forth my lips, and his longer shaft just added to the pleasure. Not wanting him to cum just yet, I backed off from sucking him to finish the clean up of cum on his balls. Licking on his blonde pubic haired balls, I not only cleaned them up, but took each one in my mouth to play with, sucking a ball in and out of my mouth one at a time.
Then I did something that I never thought I would. I licked his hole. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It even tasted sweet in a way. He had been on his way to cumming while I was sucking on him, but when I stuck my tongue in his hole a little, he bucked once, and I could feel him shooting cum on my neck and upper chest. Backing up a bit I finished sucking his cock for what cum I could get out of him. And just before I stood up he gave me a serious slap on the ass, and it hurt.
What did you do that for? I asked when I stood up.
Cuz you're my bitch now.
I wasn't quite sure what that all meant. Then he turned around, stood up facing me, gently put his hands on my face, some how knowing that I was gonna ask him what it meant, and said.
You are my bitch now. You do what I tell you to do, the he kissed me, much like Mary had kissed me, and I kissed him back with all the passion I had felt when sucking his dick. Now I was his. It's a strange thing to kiss another dude, but it felt even more right than it did with Mary.
We made out like this standing up for awhile, then broke it up to pee and drink some water. Some how two guys peeing in the same toilet at the same time is erotic to me. I remembered when Joe and I did it, each have morning wood to contend with, but there was no wood going on here, just a couple of limp dicks doing their natural thing.
Laying on the bed next to each other I felt compelled to open up about my feelings towards him. When I was sucking your dick Oly, it felt different than any of the other cocks I've sucked.
How's that? He asked.
It felt like I was in love with your dick. I sucked it with a lot passion. Could you tell?
What I thought was, that for a newbie you did pretty damn good. The ball treatment was good, but when you did the unexpected, and stuck your tongue in my hole, I lost it. You're a good one to have around Johnny, that's why you're my bitch.
So tell me just what is being your bitch mean?
It means that I control you. You do what I tell you to do. And I'm going to fuck that cute butt of yours till the cows come home.
Ah, I'm not so sure I want to get in to a deal like that.
Then he grabbed my balls tight in a hurtful way and said, oh yes you will, or I will hurt you.
Of course I agreed. What else could I do with him holding my balls like that. And although there was a part of me that didn't want this, because it reminded me of Bud's abuse, I remembered the passion I had felt while sucking his cock. That little bit of hope made me go with it.
From time to time I had heard Joe and Mike going at it, and thought about what kind of fun they were having. Then later a knock on the door by Joe, saying the two of them were going out to eat, and did we want to come along, or bring something back. I told him Chinese food would be great, then Oly and I told Joe what we wanted. Then I asked Joe to hand me my pants from the living room where they had been thrown in haste, retrieved some money from my wallet, and handed it to Joe. Oly did like wise.
After Joe left, Oly and I sat on the bed drinking water. After awhile, he left the room for a minute, and came back with a bottle of booze and two glasses. He stood naked in front of me pouring booze in both glasses.
What's this? I asked.
Just a little something to help you relax, he answered.
Jim would call this a thigh loosener.
He laughed. Good one. And so true.
I didn't like the way he said that, and again felt like I had gotten in to something I wasn't sure of. Then Joe and Mike came back with the food and we all ate at the table naked. I liked being naked ever since I did it at Jim's place.
So what did you two do? Inquiring as to what Joe and Mike's sexcapades.
We started out 69'ing, then I straddled Mike's face and made him eat me.
When he licked my hole I came all over his face, hair, and pillow, said Joe. I loved it when he came on my face. Which reminds me Joe, we should take a shower when we're done here, change the sheets, and start fresh.
Good idea, said Joe. Jonathan and I showered together once. It's really sexy rubbing two soapy bodies against each other, and washing each others cock and balls. Of course a little finger play on the ol' hole feels good too.
Well, I think that i'm going to do a little more than just finger your hole. Said Mike. I'm gonna fuck that virgin ass of yours till the cows come home. By the reaction of Joe's flushed face, I could tell he was worried. And "til the cows come home" sounded anomalous.
We went our separate ways again. I was thinking about Joe when I heard them in the shower, hoping that the shower would relax him. As for me, I had my own ass to think about.
Oly and I chatted about college waiting for Joe and Mike to finish using the shower. Then it was our turn. Soapy bodies rubbing against each other is sexy as hell. Oly spent considerable time fingering my hole. I knew what I was in for, and unlike Joe who was an anal virgin, I was not. Oly had some sort of power over me. I felt submissive in his arms. He did have control, but I liked it, and was weary of it at the same time.
Toweling each other off, he told me to get in bed and he would be there in a minute. Laying in bed I found my limp dick slightly twitching with excitement. He came into the room with two glasses of booze again, saying that it will help me relax. I thought relaxing would be a good thing, so I drank the booze rather fast. After a few minutes of fondling each other I began to feel woozy. Must be cuz I drank the booze to fast, I thought. It got to the point that I had to sit on the bed, then plopped back on it feeling real comfortable and loose.
I didn't even think much of it when he rolled me over. A warning flag went off in my head when I felt him applying something cold to my hole and deeply inserting not only one finger, but two or more. I heard him maneuvering behind me and turned my head back to see what he was doing. Putting a rubber on is what I saw, and not even that red flag did any good. I felt so good, I didn't care. Besides it was not going to be my first time getting fucked.
He straddled my ass and then moved his dick to my hole, when he said, you're gonna like this butt boy. His cock found it's way to my hole and started a slow but steady push, not stopping till his balls bottomed out on my ass cheeks.
It hurt a bit at first cuz his cock was bigger than Bud's or Jim's, but I didn't care. It felt good anyways. With only a few slow strokes, he cut loose banging my ass hard, nailing me to the mattress. I could hear his sweaty balls slapping against me.
I love fucking your ass, he kept saying. Your my bitch and I'm gonna breed your ass every chance I get. Say it fucker. I'm your bitch.
I was to far off in la la land to comprehend what he wanted, but a couple of good slaps on my ass brought me around. He repeated. Say I'm your bitch. I'm your bitch, I mumbled.
I can't hear you bitch. Say it louder. Then another hard slap on the ass.
I'M YOUR BITCH, I said over and over, but he continued to slap my ass anyways. Finally he went back to fucking me hard, then harder. I could feel my body being jerked forward and back with every nailing thrust he fucked me with. But I didn't care. I just felt so good. Next thing I knew it was morning.
Groggily I woke up finding myself entangled by him. He was hugging me tight like a teddy bear. Eventually I managed to free myself to get up and take a piss. I stumbled to the bathroom using the wall for support as I went, still feeling a little under the influence, and my ass cheeks stinging with pain, along with some discomfort in my ass. That must be some potent booze, I thought. As I stood relieving my bladder, I felt a cooling sensation running down my leg. I looked down at my leg to see a small trickle of cum running down, but why did it look different? When I was done pissing I reached down to take a sample. Pink? Why would the cum be pink?
Pink? Nobody has pink cum. I took some toilet paper and wiped my ass. It hurt to do that. When I looked at the paper, it was heavier in color. Even in my groggy state of mind it came to me. That's blood mixed with cum! What did he do to make my ass bleed? I panicked. Gotta get out of here. I went to the living room and found my briefs, and went back into the bathroom. Before I put my briefs on, I took a good wad of toilet paper and put it in the crotch of the briefs to absorb any more leakage.
Just when I was finishing up, Joe came stumbling in much like I had into the bathroom to piss. Joe did you get fucked?
Boy did I ever!
Then I noticed the same kind of pink cum running down his leg. Joe, look on the inside of your leg. He did.
Why is the cum pink, he asked.
I had the same thing happen to me, I said. Did you feel very relaxed after drinking some booze?
Yeah, he said, I did.
Joe, I think they drugged us. Go get your briefs and I will show you what to do. Once we were done in the bathroom, we both got dressed, and left. It was painful to sit in the car. My asshole hurt like I had been fucked by a horse, and my ass cheeks were stinging like hell. On the way home I drove slowly because of still being under the influence of what we figured was some sort of date rape drug. After exchanging what happened to both of us, we found close similarities to the nights sexual events.
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