Sean didn't plan it that way. His class schedule was based on availability of lectures and activities. So Wednesday mornings he was alone at home. No classes were scheduled until midafternoon. He could spend the time studying, reading, watching TV or surfing the net while still naked and excited from the dreams he had the night before.
So he let his roommates use the bathroom and kitchen while he remained in bed in his birthday suit using the appropriately named laptop.
He scanned Grindr, craigslist, videos on the internet until his gut begged for his hand to release it from the pent up excitement.
Two Wednesdays went past?then three. He found the posting and decided to respond.
His stomach jumped a bit as he worried who might appear. Sean wouldn't see them of course if he followed instructions. It was scary and even more exciting. His erection dripped in anticipation. Sean's hand wiped the wetness and put it on his tongue. He had never leaked so much in his memory.
Each dosage was sweet and excited him even more.
He sat in the chair and waited. Hearing footsteps, Sean put on the mask and lay back. The door opened revealing his encounter was about to being.
The floor creaked as the unknown contact approached. Sean heard the breathing then the sounds of clothing being removed. His cock twitched and bounced.
There were no words neither spoken nor heard. That was part of the mystique, excitement and what the instructions were.
Sean jumped as the hands rested on his bare thighs and moved upwards to his tightened ballsac. Finger surrounded them warming them and loosening the two testicles until the fingers could stretch his skin. Another hand encircled his blood filled penis. He almost came immediately.
He inhaled deeply and clinched to stop his body before it was time. The hand began to stroke, and then it moved to his slit, palming the acorn shaped head. The fingers around his balls played there too. Sean's mind traveled away from the mystery masturbator's presence to fantasies of years long gone and newer fantasies involving classmates, professors and even his two roommates.
Sean floated among the images, encounters desired and the too few experienced as the hand began to know him, play with him, elucidate his groans, twitches and hip gyrations into its strokes.
He left the range of self-awareness and control to being an instrument played by the two hands. Sean felt his legs parted and the bare legs of the welcomed intruder standing between them. His legs pressed against his as the journey continued.
Sean was naked standing in front of his two roommates during that first meeting. He was being interviewed and examined. They eyed him head to toe evaluating his acceptability.
He was in the gym trying to hide his erection as the handsome coach paraded past him and then stopped to handle his penis while pinching his very erect nipples.
Sean lay on the grassy quad as classmates passed by not reacting to his naked form laying available to any and all who might stop and use him for their own purposes.
He was bent over the desk as his biology professor instructed the class on the rectum while sliding in and out of his needy anus.
Sean knelt in front of the Professor to qualify for the grade he felt his work needed.
He remained on his hands and knees while the room full of shirtless jocks circled around him, stroking until they were ready to shower him with their sperm.
Then his body hurt. There was no way to stop the pain that was like a ball of fire never before that vividly painful. He begged, but nobody answered. His butthole twitched and then the pain went lower and into his balls.
He didn't want what was about to happen, not just yet. There were hard cocks to enter him in each fantasy. Other cocks to touch. More strangers to take him to levels of pleasure and pain he knew about but hadn't experienced. So he begged but his body wasn't his to control.
When the release happened it was like imagined flow of lava, each pulse pushing a hot stream high into the air, arching across his red-hot skin and finally landing. Again and again until his reservoir was empty though his body kept pulsing for more.
Sean heard the hand moving against flesh fast as he recovered from the fantasies and loss of control. He heard the grunt and felt the juices landing on the areas of his skin still dry. His cheek and chin felt moister.
The breathing slowed. He heard it. Then hands moved over him moving the multiple puddles of sperm like lotion into his smooth skin.
Sean moves his own hands to remove his blindfold but the two jizz wet hands of the unknown man returned them to the arms of the chair.
The clothing was moving, the floor creaked and the door opened.
Sean lay there feeling his penis enlarge again. His hand milked until a second much less volume escaped his gut. He wanted the same excitement; mind travels and gut wrenching orgasm. But it wasn't the same.
The hot shower brought him back to reality. The late breakfast reminded him of the daily schedule and the walk to class redefined him to his original role.
Wednesday came. He awoke moving his usual morning erection under the sheets that surrounded his nude body. Sean heard his two roommates busy themselves with the usual preparations and the door closing behind their class goal travels.
The laptop was already displaying videos he hadn't seen before. His hand played hoping to quiet his excitement.
A bubble appeared and he responded.
He showered and shaved the few hairs from his testicles. Sean liked his skin smooth. His pubic hair needed trimming and he did that too, making the time past.
The apartment living room was dim in the early morning the winter cloud cover keeping it in the grey tones.
He sat and didn't wait to put on the blindfold. The mind began to travel ignoring the previously experienced fears and anticipation.
The door apparently opened and the floor creaked but Sean was in the bushes behind the gym at two am. It was a new experience he had that weekend demanding he revisit if only in his mind.
The rustle of clothing reminded him where he really was. The hands moved over his bare legs as his hardness begged as it bobbed.
The hands were slick as of already covered with their combined jizz. This smooth balls tightened were massaged and loosened. A finger slid across the smoothness under his ball sac and began to probe under.
Sean was about to speak and end the exploration but the wetness moved against his cock head making him gasp instead.
The finger kept moving and found its goal entering the tightened muscle. Sean was experiencing new pleasure only imagined before as the unknown lips moved lower on his cock. The finger's actions were known but ignored.
He lay on the bed among the imagined cousins. They aimed their dicks at him while pushing one of them toward his body. They had jacked off together and now were about to turn him into a target of their lust.
The finger rubbed inside him as the hunky diver pressed against his naked body in the YMCA pool. He grasped the poolside and looked at every man watching him be turned into a bitch.
The finger was rubbing against something that both hurt and gave him shots of pleasure at the same time. The tongue found places on his penis that made Sean's muscles in his stomach twitch.
He felt the shaft enter him while classmates watched the demonstration. The professor kept talking while moving the rod ignoring Sean's body involuntarily moving back onto the invading weapon.
His body exploded into the darkness of the unseen orifice and felt the finger keeping its massaging.
He heard the hand against flesh sounds and felt splatters landing on his skin.
Sean's cock was subsiding yet the warmness surrounding it didn't move away. Instead the finger inside him rubbed even harder.
His gut felt the flaming pain he couldn't make himself experience since last Wednesday. Once again, Sean felt his body losing any self-control.
His fantasies disappeared and he floated in a suspended existence feeling his body doing what it did but in the control of the fingers and mouth that had taken over each muscle.
Sean didn't fight it, he couldn't. His mind experienced each reaction of muscles and glands.
He felt pain as the lava once again rushed to escape his body heated cavern. As it exited the warm lips moved away and his sperm flowed rather then shot out of the slit down his shaft into his pubic hair.
Sean lay there panting hoping to indulge in the afterglow. Fingers remained inside him while other fingers moved the wetness from his pubic hair up his lower abdomen.
He heard the hand action again and waited to feel a second coating of the unseen partner's jizz. A hand opened his jaw and Sean stuck out his tongue.
Bare legs surrounded his. Sean felt the body heat as the donor moved closer to its target.
He felt the moisture on his chin, then tongue. Again and again splattered juices landed on his nose, cheek and tongue. The cock rested on his tongue next and Sean pulled it inside.
A hand patted his head and the cock moved away.
Sean slept. He didn't hear the departure nor feel the hand pat his wet face and body.
The week past. Sean knelt in the bushes one night giving what he had seen on the internet and finally experienced. Others enjoyed his learned lessons leaving their deposits on his bare torso and tongue.
He watched move videos and wondered. The razor taking away his pubic hair in one experiment.
Sean's roommates laughed but touched. The three watched a video in the living room as their hands and naked bodies shared previously known but not displayed male activity of self-pleasure.
He noticed they watched him as much as the video as each past the point of no stopping their bodies' orgasms.
It was freeing.
Wednesday morning, Sean was naked, making pancakes for all of them. The two roommates ate and smacked his bare butt with gratitude. He knelt and serviced each gaining the syrup he wanted.
It made them late for their own class but each laughed and left the apartment still dressing. Sean enjoyed the taste of each of their deposits long afterwards.
The shower calmed him down and the open laptop showed the experience back until the popup appeared.
Sean anticipated it deciding to skip the unseen partner that day. His crossing the threshold of sexual appetite with the roommates promised more experiences that would turn fantasies into reality.
But the popup instructed him in a new way. It excited him and he knew a next step was about to happen.
He aimed the laptop. Kneeling over the back of the chair, Sean put on the blindfold and waited.
The door opened and the floor creaked. Sean anticipated watching the video later as the unseen person stripped naked and touched his smooth round buttocks and thighs.
Once again they were slick and the sliding across his skin excited him further.
He was in the locker room as each team member took an item of clothing off him. He was theirs volunteering to be exactly that. On his knees now, his mouth savored the harnesses that moved against his smooth cheek and extended tongue.
The hands pulled his asscheeks. Sean was ready. He had never really felt the intrusion of a cock. His own fingers, objects and last week's fingers had been inside him.
He had seen long, fat, skinny, black and white cocks move, jam and fuck..but not felt the real experience before now.
Sean waited for a finger or the actual cock. Hands moved under him playing with his smooth ball sac and then discovered his smooth pubic area. The skin demanded repeated touching and petting. The hand found his dripping cock and began to stroke it.
It wasn't what Sean expected and his mind returned from fantasy land for an instant until he felt the tongue.
His cheeks felt the face first and then the flick of wetness against his anus. It made him shiver at first. Sean felt his butthole open on its own. He didn't feel himself purposely concentrate on opening it.
The tongue moved around the lips and inside deeper and deeper. The hand began to stroke him.
The cocks that were on his face moved across his bare chest. Hands moved him to his knees. Cocks moved between his buttocks finding the goal.
His body found that place again to disappear and his muscles moved to another's mind.
Cocks slid into him as he watched the locker room full of naked and erect men waiting their turn. Some jacked aiming their weapons at him, while others took turns sliding in and out of his stretched open willing butthole.
He stood in front of the class as the Professor used the wooden pointer to lift his balls and dick while classmates watched and learned.
Moisture on his back took Sean's mind to kneeling in the group shower where naked jocks aimed their jizz shooting cocks and urinating penis at him indoctrinating him into the duties of the team bitch.
His body convulsed as it spewed out streams provacated by the hand around and tongue inserted.
Hands moved him to his back as he heard the hand milking the unseen tongue owner; he bathed in its milk opening his mouth to taste whatever remnants could be aimed that way.
Then his legs felt the hands lifting and resting them against his body. Drained from cum Sean wasn't sure about what was to happen next.
But he didn't refuse. He couldn't. Sean was in the control of another. His legs felt the body's warmth and his still open butthole felt the unseen cock.
To his surprise it moved inside easily and felt the scratch of the owner's pubic hair against his smooth skin.
He was fucked. No longer a virgin, Sean let his mind soar and it did taking him to the bench he lay on as the image of long forgotten identities of fantasies turned him into a slut for real.
The cock moved in him, sliding slowly, and then jamming taking Sean from his fantasies back to the apartment reality?again and again.
He heard his lips begging. The unseen partner had stated in the messages that neither would talk but Sean's body and mind begged out loud.
Each sound make the cock inside him jam him harder and faster. The grunt he heard made Sean know it didn't matter now.
The slamming became more deliberant and stab like. Sean knew the hard flesh inside him was shooting its contents into his bowels.
He heard the hand against flesh again and the hand on his own cock milking. He remained there, imagining the sight of his naked body being used. When the orgasm came it hurt. Sean felt his own body expulse and heard the sounds of the unseen partner shooting as well.
The jizz was landing on him everywhere..a virtual shower. For an instant he was in the middle of the class while classmates moved to where he stood to cum on him. Then he was on the floor of the locker room as naked and jockstrap wearing jocks stood around him cumming on his body and then in the shower while cousins aimed urinating penis at him.
He was breathing deep startled by the closing door. Whipping off the blindfold Sean moved to the laptop he had aimed at the chair. It was closed.
There was video only of him naked leaning over the back awaiting his partner. Then the cover was closed.
He still didn't know who it was, but Sean knew what had been done.
Wednesday came again but there was no message appearing as Sean searched the internet for some new experience to imagine or fantasize about.
His roommates shared masturbation and Sean's kneeling over one while the other masturbated. None of them talked about it. They just did it. And he was ready to do it again and again.
Girl friends came and went. Nights were full of parties, studying and the weekends offered opportunities for Sean to explore his new sexual activities in nearby hidden places on campus or dormitories.
Sean often imagined college parties full of only classmates ready to sample his desires for their pleasure seeking satisfaction. He wondered if such a fantasy was even possible.
Much had changed as Sean returned home during term break. He lay on his own bed remembering and still fantasizing.
The message appeared. Sean had forgotten it was a Wednesday.
He typed about being back home. There was no response at first. Then there was letters that excited Sean.
He told his parent there was a reason to leave early and drove the distance.
It was Wednesday afternoon by the time Sean returned. He stripped naked and put on the blindfold just in time as the familiar sounds were heard.
The door opened and the sounds of clothing moving were heard. Hands moved over his body, finding the stubble where once it was smooth.
It was strange though not unexpected as hands moved over him, petting, pinching nipples, exploring, a little massing and fingering. Other hands returned spreading something over his crotch and balls then scraping it smooth again.
Sean's body was theirs. The unseen partner posting said there would be two this time. Sean tasted one while the other inserted into him. He felt them cumming on his face and body. He knelt on the shower stall floor to feel them shower his jism wet body with urine.
They were not through with him as toys grabbed his nipples and others slid in and out of his butt. A belt landed on his buttocks. Sean cried out remembering the instruction but couldn't contain his reaction each time.
A cock not tasted as yet entered his mouth and another cock already tasted fucked him. A second round of cum inducing action. They seemed to trade places multiple times until they had finished oozing their essence into his throat and ass. Sean was sore but remained theirs to control and command.
Ropes kept him trapped as hands milked him. Something inside him wiggled and moved sending pleasure pangs and shocks through his entire body.
Sean wanted it to stop but the ball gag they had placed wouldn't allow his desires to be heard.
Another milking hurt. It took longer but the hand was unrelenting and his balls practically disappeared inside his body when the orgasm was provoked.
They left him like that exhausted, wet with sweat and cum and nearly feeling ashamed of his desires and pleasurable reaction to it all.
He didn't know what was ahead for him. Did Sean just like being controlled and used by others? Was he addicted to finding new experiences? What would others think about him engaging in what had just happened?
It was more than gay sex, more than the need to have orgasms of any kind.
Sean wandered around campus the rest of the week. He did some work on papers that would be due soon. He explored the nearby dormitories for anyone, who like him, returned early.
At times Sean felt lost. At other times he laughed at himself. And when he found an occasional partner to share frustrations and pleasures it made everything he worried about disappear.
Friday, his roommates Ned and Romero returned noisily invading the apartment. He was glad to see them knowing they would have stories to tell, probably full of lies about sexual conquests back home.
He cooked dinner for the three of them. Afterwards Ned said they had something to show him.
Dishes and pans washed, Sean returned to the living room to find his two roommates waiting naked. It would be nice reunion of adult video watching, erection manipulation and perhaps Sean satisfying each the way they and he had gotten used to before spring break.
The video flashed on the screen. Sean was surprised to see himself on the screen. He was naked and blindfolded. First Ned appeared, stripped and jacked him off. Then he was there as a naked Romero who sucked his cock while finger fucking him. Then it was a naked Ned who gave him the first fuck.
And finally he watched himself naked and fucked, sucking, toys used and both orally and anally fucked by Ned and Romero.
Sean was pissed at first that they had recorded the sessions, aroused watching himself as he relived the experiences and some of the fantasies and finally he left the room returning to his bedroom.
Ned and Romero entered still naked and still hard asking if he was ok.
Sean got on his hands and knees accepting who he was, what he had become and their cocks throughout the night and many other nights.
He and his roommates would spend the rest of their shared college years enjoying Wednesdays with him?and many other times too.
And then there was that long weekend party during senior year. But that's a different story.