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This story contains descriptions of sexual activity adults and is for adult eyes only. The acts are consensual and are a result of their lust for one another.
"Matt Needs It", Part 3
****************************************** From the end of Part 2:
I nodded and jerked off. My cock still hurt, but it felt so good to finally cum. I didn't eat it though. I just got up let my shirt soak it up and left!! I won't lie to you and tell you how big of a load I shot, it was a good one, but not as much as last night. On the drive home I couldn't beleive what we had done tonight. My cock was so sore I didn't want to jack off again. Ever.
I couldn't wait to see what happens next.
The next morning I awoke from a dream of Matt and I. What we were doing in that dream isn't important to this part of the story, but let me tell you I had the biggest fuckin hardon i've ever had. I had no choice but to take out my 7.5 inch cock and jerk off. As I laid in bed I thought about last night and tasting his load. That was enough to send me over the edge. I shot the mother load all over my chest in about three volley's of cum, one nearly hitting my chin. I laid there exhausted and kinda fell into a light sleep.
"FUCK!" I yelled as I looked at my alarm clock. It was 6:43am. Academy starts at 0700, sharp. I jumped out of bed with a sticky load on my chest. I quickly whiped it off and threw on my academy sweatshirt and track pants. I can't even remember the drive there, but I threw the car in park at 0704 and ran into the gym.
"SMITH!" the instructor yelled out. "I'm glad you could join us today. You can lead us in our first excersize"
Shit, I knew what that meant. Leg lifts. And a lot of them.
"DOWN ON YOUR BACKS!!" he yelled.
We all assumed the position and grunted and groaned as he said "up", "down" about 50 times, sure to make each one drag out with our legs suspended 6" above the floor. If you have ever done them you know that your abs KILL after a while.
"Maybe Smith can be on time tomorrow ladies and gentlemen. Maybe he needs a reminder that academy starts at 0700 and not when he wants it to."
"UP", "DOWN" he said, about 10 more times.
I knew everyone would be pissed at me just like I was when another recruit was late. We finished those and our other excersizes and went for the run. Matt and I ran side by side together in line with the others and didn't say a word to eachother. After the run we went for breakfast and he opened up, joking as we used to.
"What the hell happened to you? Jack off again?" he said.
"Of course I did big boy, thinking of you" I didn't even think, it just came out. He shrugged that off and continued talking. Just before we left for our classes he said something that made me feel as though I broke his trust.
"So...did you eat your cum before you left last night?" He leaned in closer, Looking me straight in the eye.
I panicked, "yeah, I did."
"Something tells me you aren't being honest with me, how did it taste?"
He was using open ended questions now, and I knew it was interogation 101. "Pretty good, not as good as yours."
"Huh, ok." He said as we walked into the bathroom to wash up. No one was in there but the two of us.
He pushed me into a corner and held me by the shoulders. "I know you didn't fucker, so dont lie to me or you'll never suck this cock again bitch."
How the fuck did he know I didn't eat it?? Was he watching me or something? Did I miss him looking at me?
"So, did you, or did you not eat it like I told you to?"
I didn't know what to say, he was really starting to worry me. "No," I said, "I didn't. I just ran out of your house after I was done."
And then he just grinned and walked away. Classes that day were still a bore. All I could think about was what had happened in the bathroom. After classes were over I got up and started to dart out the door.
"SMITH!" the instructor yelled out.
"YES SIR?"
"Instructor Jones wants to see you in his office".
Shit I thought. Jones is the morning PT instructor, and I just knew he was going to eat me alive once I got to his office. I hurried to his door and knocked on it. "Enter" a voice said.
"Instructor Jones, you wanted to see me, sir?"
"Smith, why were you late today? You disrupted my class...ya know what Smith, don't even give me an excuse, I don't care what problem you had that would interfere with your career, just fix it and be on time from now on. Got it?"
"Yes sir!" The minute I was excused I made a line for my car, releived that Matt would probably be gone already. I only found out I was wrong. Matt was waiting in his car parked by mine. He rolled his window down and I went up and said "what's up dude?"
"You in trouble with Jones?"
"Yeah, he told me not to be late again"
"where the fuck were you dude?"
"I was in bed, jackin off."
"I had to do eleventy billion leg lifts because you were getting off in your bed!!!??" He looked pissed.
"Yeah, i'm serious...it was the best load i've shot in a long time" I grinned.
"You fucker. Ya know what? If you want this cock of mine ever again you will only jack off when I tell you that you can get off. Got it?"
I was stunned. And I also noticed something that either made me hard or scared, i'm still not sure which. He was beginning to control me more and more. I would almost say I was owned.
"Do you know how I KNOW that you didn't you eat your load last night?"
I felt sick to my stomach again, I knew this wasn't going anywhere good. I immediately thought he had taken pics of me with his phone again.
"How?" I croaked.
He then took his jacket off his front seat, under that was a small digital video camera. I was afraid at that point.
"Yep, I got you on tape dude. Everything we did last night."
Thoughts began to run through my head. Why would he want to tape us? Where was the cam? What did he get on tape? Was he watching it?
"What the fuck did you do that for??"
"To see how loyal you are. And so far you aren't. You didn't eat your load like I told you to. You see, when you and I are alone together you are my bitch. I tell you what to do and you do it. Got it?"
"Dude, that's not cool, you know i'll suck your cock, you don't need to black mail me."
"This isn't black mail. But it sure is some good shit. And great insurance that you won't tell anyone about anything we do. Because if you do this tape will be out there for everyone to see. I like your skills and I plan on using them whenever I need it."
"That's pretty fucked up dude."
"Yeah, but when Matt needs it, he needs it." Then he just laughed. "Do you want to suck this cock ever again?"
"Hell yes I do, but you are being a dick about it."
"Fuck you then, should I start with Mr. Jones? Do you think he would be entertained by this?"
"Fuck off man, show him. He'll see you too!"
"Nope. Don't think so. My back is to the cam most of the time, and when it wasn't my face is blurred in every shot. This cam is the shit and so is the editing software I used."
Man, I was really getting pissed off here. He had me good. If only I knew that cam was there last night I would have swiped it. He must have hidden it good. But then again, I began to think he was bluffing. Maybe he bluffed about seeing me not eat my load? But I really didn't want to test the theory.
"So, from now on you get off when I tell you to get off, not when YOU want it. Got it fag?"
"What you want me to never jack off again?"
"NO! Only when I say you can get off. If I ever catch you jacking off, or hear that you shot a load without me telling you to do so i'll kick you in the balls first, then the tapes out there."
Shit. Why was Matt doing this to me? I thought we were friends?
"Lets play basketball Friday night here in the gym." He said, which was on a totally different note. "You know better than to jack off, right?"
"Yes," I said.
"Yes, what, fag boy?"
"Yes sir." Its Tuesday, I thought to myself!! Surely he would have me over by then.
The next few days of classes went by as they normally did. I was amazed at my will not to jack off. But by Thursday I was aching. I'm a guy that jacks off at least twice a day, sometimes more. The thought of it just made my balls ache. But I knew better and I waited for him to call me to hang out...nothing. Not a phone call or text.
Friday's classes flew by and we were actually let out early. On the way out Matt told me to be back at 7:30pm for our basketball game, some of our other friends would show up too, it was pretty regular that we got together for games.
The game went on for an hour or so, I was really kicking some ass and getting some good aggression out from the week. After the game I had to piss so I hit the bathroom. Matt followed me down the hall and around the corner to the bathroom.
He stood up next to me at the next urinal. He purposely showed me his cock and I started to get hard.
"Come on man, don't make me fuckin hard here, i'm just wearing basketball shorts."
"I know." He said with a smirk. "Did you cum since I talked to you last?"
"No, I didn't and i'm dying dude. I gotta cum soon."
"Do it."
"What, right here? What if someone walks in?"
"If you want to cum you better do it now fag. Its now or you'll wait another week!"
I was already hard and strokin as I pissed.
"Do it, right now."
Fuck it, I thought. I stroked off hardcore. I never came so fast in my life. And let me tell you it was the mother load. I must have shot about 5 times into the back of the urinal and dribbled on the floor.
"Fuck man, thanks." I said as I went to wash my hands. "I needed that man."
"What the fuck do you think you are doing? I told you not to waste cum dude. Clean that shit up."
I grabbed some towels and went over to the urinal, sickened because I knew that is not what he meant.
"Eat it bro. I told you, all your cum will be eaten by you."
"That's fuckin sick dude, i'm not lickin the urinal, what if someone comes in?"
Matt stood by the door and said, "Do it dude."
I looked at the urinal, it appeared pretty clean, but I was appalled at the site of it. Even more that I had to eat it. I scooped up a hand full and put it to my mouth and licked it. It wasn't so bad, and I thought I could get the rest down just fine.
"No asshole, with your tongue."
Fuck man, this guy was killin me. No way in hell I wanted to do that.
"Do it dude, I promise you something good if you do."
I was half tempted not to, knowing his surprises are usually pretty sick. But I did it. I licked at my cum off the back of the urinal. It wasn't all that bad, just the thought of it made me sick I guess. I waited for the surprise.
"OK boy, get in the stall."
I walked in and he put me on the seat and put my feat up on both bars while he stood facing me. He pulled down his track shorts and started to jack off. I wanted to suck it so bad, he knew I wanted it because I was hard again.
"Come on dude, lemme suck it."
"Beg for my cock bitch."
I begged for his cock, I told him how hard and big it was, and how much I wanted to taste his load.
"You better get me off quick boy, we've wasted enough time in here already."
Then the door opened. I stopped and about had a heart attack. Matt looked at me and I knew not to make a sound. I then knew why my legs were on the bars.
"Dude, what you doing in here? We are ready to take off for some ice cream."
"I just gotta piss quick and i'll be good to go" Matt said.
"Where is Justin?"
"How the fuck should I know? I think he left already"
"Alright man, i'll meet you there."
I was terrified at this point, but he was so calm and cool about it. I heard the door slam again.
I instinctively knew what to do, I sucked him sloppy and hard. It didn't take him long to cum, but instead of swallowing it like I wanted to he stepped back grabbed his cock and blew his load all over my face and shirt. His cock shot out a few good shots of cum right on to me and then a few onto the toilet and floor.
"Holy shit man, fuck. I've been saving that one dude." He pulled up his shorts and turned around. "You know what to do, when you are done wait 15 minutes and then you can leave. Got it?"
"YES SIR" I said with lips full covered in cum.
He laughed and called me a sick fucker as he left the stall. I heard the door shut. I wiped the cum off my face and tasted it. It was so fucking good. I then used some tissue to blot off the extra cum on my shirt.
I waited 15 minutes and left. Faster than I ever left the school, ever. I decided to skip ice cream for tonight.
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