Jay is a geek. Not a totally lost cause, but surely out of the mainstream.
He has few friends, and no close ones. He'd stopped denying being gay
at the start of the school year, and now, as a sixteen year-old tenth-grader,
he is mostly alone at school, and always alone at home.
He knows he is different. Not only gay, but there is a desire within
him for control. His parents allow him anything, not restricting him
in almost any way. If he does wrong, he is gently informed of it and
periodically reminded about it. He's come home to an empty house since
sixth grade. He doesn't want to cause trouble or act out, and enjoys
being mild-mannered and polite. He has always been free to go where
he wants when he wants, and his new car is another source of unfettered
freedom. He yearns for limits, for rules, for restraints, for consequences.
He wants to be told what to do, how to do it, and when to do it.
It was just another normal afternoon at home, doing homework before
final exams began tomorrow. Alone.
Until the doorbell rang...
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Jay was a geek. Not a totally lost cause, but
surely out of the mainstream. He'd always been thin, tall, and rather dorky. His
blue-gray eyes were bright, his sandy-blond hair was heavily curly, and his
complexion was fair with the hint of a faded tan. With narrow features and a
small chin, he'd been pegged as a dork when he was small. He'd had few friends,
and no close ones. He hadn't had someone he considered a best friend since grade
school. Now, as a college freshman, he was still alone.
He'd known he was gay at thirteen and had hidden
it well. But now, at college, he was working himself up to going to an LGBT
meeting. He'd seen several very hot guys attending it, but he could only hurry
past the meeting room then retreat.
It'd been almost a month since he'd moved into the
dorm, and at first, he had been worried about living in a small room with
someone else. Sean, his roommate, had been welcoming and friendly. He was a
sophomore who was studying business, but looked more like the jock he also was.
When he wasn't studying, Sean was a forward on the school's soccer team and a
member of the wrestling team. He was slim, yet buff, and limber. He kept himself
remarkably hairless on his chest, under his arms, even his legs. He had
straight, dark-brown hair that he kept short, and fine, narrow eyebrows over
dark green eyes that stood out powerfully, especially against his moderately
tanned complexion. Sean's soft, generous, red lips drew Jay's eyes nearly as
much as Sean's firm, round ass. Sean was in great shape, and all the sports had
sculpted his buttocks into tight, rounded globes. His legs had also benefited
from the activity and were strong and lean. Even though the front of Sean's
jockeys were well-stuffed, it was his ass that Jay found most interesting.
In the month since Jay had moved in, Sean had
never seen him in anything less than street shorts and a t-shirt. But Sean,
being a sophomore, was far less self-conscious about nudity. While he hadn't
been naked in front of Sean, he'd more than once removed everything but his
jockey shorts while changing or getting ready for bed.
Jay was always careful to not be seen taking peeks
at those times, but he did, and never directly, unless they were talking to each
other. More than once Jay had been sure that Sean had seen him looking at him
while he changed or readied for a shower or bed, yet Sean had never challenged
him or said anything.
So far Sean had been open and friendly with Jay;
something Jay wasn't familiar with. His few friends back home had been hard-won,
but Sean seemed to take to Jay almost instantly. He'd not offered any tours of
the campus, or asked him to go out with his friends, or other outright friendly
things, but he always said hello when he arrived in their dorm room and always
spoke to him in public. He even helped Jay with his classwork on the rare
occasions that he needed it.
With a month now under his belt at college, Jay
was beginning to feel almost at home. Last weekend, Sean had asked Jay if he
could spend the evening out of their dorm room so that Sean could have some
privacy for a visitor. His grin made it clear what kind of visitor, and Jay was
happy to spend a few hours at the computer lab. He stayed out past the time they
had agreed upon, and when he came back, he'd brought a pizza. Sean hadn't
volunteered any information about his visitor, and Jay hadn't asked.
Now, on a Friday evening, Sean was out with his
teammates, and would be for some time yet. Jay was working on some classwork at
the small desk, books open, laptop at hand. Sean was late coming home from
soccer practice, but that wasn't surprising. Jay rolled his dark brown eyes
under their heavy, dark lashes, and threw down his pencil in frustration. He sat
back in the chair and crossed his long arms. The well-worn, solid blue t-shirt
was baggy, but as it lay across his form, it revealed his thin chest and nearly
concave belly beneath it. An obvious bulge in his sweat-shorts grew more
distinct as Jay leaned back in the chair.
Unable to resist any longer, he turned off the
radio and opened the browser on his computer. He typed in his favorite website.
Nifty didn't have pictures or videos, just stories. Jay loved reading, and the
hot stories at Nifty served him well. He found that one of his favorite authors
had posted a new chapter in one of his best stories, so he immediately began
The chapter was short, but hot. Jay read avidly,
one hand using the keyboard to forward to the next page, the other tucked into
his sweat-shorts, fondling his erection. He stretched his long legs out
straight. The blue t-shirt rode upward and revealed his nearly concave belly. A
little navel with a few sandy-blond hairs was visible above the waistband of his
tan shorts. Just peeking out of the waist of his shorts was a blue elastic
Both hands now moved to that bulge. He grinned a
little more as both of his hands began moving, one tracing the length of his
erection, the other cupping the mobile objects below.
Then he heard Sean's key in the door lock. He
quickly sat up straight, hiding his lap beneath the desk, closed the browser,
and pretended to be deep in study before the door opened.
"Heya, Jay-bo," Sean said as he entered.
"Hi," Jay returned off-handedly.
It was Sean's usual greeting, but delivered in an
unusually rounded and curt way. Jay turned and saw Sean's expression.
"What's up? Something wrong?" Jay asked.
"Let's just say," Sean began as he removed a beer
from his backpack, "I was going to get lucky until a few minutes ago."
"Oh? What happened?"
"Nothing I want to talk about," Sean said, opening
the beer, then taking a very long drink from it.
Jay watched Sean's throat working, pushing the
beverage downward, and wondered if it would look the same if he was swallowing
his wad after sucking him off. He quickly pushed the thought away and asked,
�Anything you do want to talk about?"
Sean kept swallowing and actually finished the
beer before crushing the can in his hand and then tossing it into the trashcan
next to his desk. He sat down on his small bed, pulled another from his
backpack, then said, �No. Just keep doing your work. I�ll live." He opened the
beer and drank almost the entire can before stopping to belch.
Jay tried not to think of oral sex as he watched
Sean swallow repeatedly. He turned back to his keyboard and tried to get back
into his work. Sean turned on the radio, then swung his legs up on his bed and
finished the beer.
Jay heard another can being opened. He turned and
asked, "You going to get wasted?"
"Very," Sean replied, then asked, "Want one?"
"No, thanks," Jay replied without turning from his
Sean drank the beer the same way he had the first
two. Jay returned to his work. He managed to finish the lesson and began
another. Before he finished that lesson, almost an hour later, Sean had drunk
another three beers.
"Out," Sean lamented, tossing the empty can into
the trash. Then added, "I'm going to get some more. Want any?"
'don't drink," Jay answered.
"Too bad," Sean said, then got up and walked
toward the door, almost swaying.
Once the door closed, Jay wondered if he had
enough time to masturbate before Sean would get back. He began fondling himself,
but he found his mind preoccupied with worry about Sean. It was only a couple of
blocks to the liquor store, but as drunk as he might be, anything could happen.
He ended up sitting at the window, waiting for Sean to come back.
It was only a few minutes before he saw Sean
walking back toward the dorm building. Jay went to the restroom at the end of
the halls. When he came back, Sean was on his bed, drinking another beer. Sean
usually smiled, even to himself, so seeing a frown on his face was a sure sign
something was very wrong.
He asked Sean, "You sure there's nothing you want
to talk about?"
He hadn't had many friends, but it wasn't because
he didn't care to, it was that he had been labeled as a dork in junior high, and
had been so worried about being found out as gay that he'd stayed away from
making them. Now, Sean was the only person Jay considered a friend, and that
something was bothering him was a thorn in his side.
"No," Sean answered, staring at the beer in his
hands. "Nothing you'd want to hear."
"How do you know unless you tell me?"
"Just don't worry about it," Sean said firmly,
then finished the beer and opened another.
"How many of those can you drink?"
"As many as I can," Sean said, removing another
six-pack from his pack.
He downed most of the beer, then belched loudly.
He reached for another.
"Guess I'll watch a flick," Jay said, then put on
his headphones and turned to his laptop.
As he watched the movie, he also watched Sean. It
wasn't long before Sean fell asleep, mostly sitting up on his bed, back against
the headboard, beer tilted at a dangerous angle. Jay sat and admired Sean's
sleeping form. He was very fit, lean, slightly muscular, slightly tanned. His
brown hair was straight, his brows thin and fine, his lashes thick and dark. His
face was slightly narrow, his chin rather pointed. Full, lush, red lips stood
out clearly. His package also stood out clearly, as he'd slid down somewhat from
his sitting position, causing the jeans to ride up.
Sean's erection returned in moments. He fondled it
gently as he looked at Sean sleeping, wishing he had the guts to stalk over and
fondle Sean's lap instead of merely his own. He knew Sean slept soundly and was
almost impossible to wake up by accident. Jay often got up in the middle of the
night to use the bathroom, and at first, had been extremely careful not to make
any noise. But after a couple of accidents, he'd discovered that it took quite
some level of sound to wake him up. After having drunk almost twelve beers, Jay
was certain that Sean would sleep through almost anything.
He surprised himself by actually standing up.
Still holding his erection, he walked toward Sean. His heart hammered. His
erection felt harder than it ever had before as he arrived next to Sean's bed.
It was the most sexually exciting moment of his
life. He'd never been so close to someone while excited before, as he thought of
sex, never touched himself while so close to someone. And he'd never touched
someone else in such a way before.
He held his breath as he leaned down and reached
out, then ever so gently placed his hand on Sean's thigh, just an inch below
where the sports shorts clung to his package. It was very warm and firm.
He looked up at Sean's face. He was still asleep.
This was as close as he'd ever been to him, so he looked closely. In sleep,
Sean's face was very relaxed and even smoother than usual. His long, dark lashes
stood out. His cheekbones were strong but not sharp. And his large, red, lush
lips were parted and moist.
Jay couldn't believe what he was doing. It wasn't
like him at all. And he loved it.
Deciding it would make a good cover for what he
was doing, and to discern how deeply unconscious Sean was, Jay moved his hand
from Sean's thigh then took the beer can from his hand. Sean's fingers
relinquished it without resistance, and there was no other reaction from the
sleeping Sean. He put the beer on the nightstand, then put his hand back on
Jay stood there for long minutes, one hand on
Sean's thigh, the other gently fondling his own erection. He looked up at Sean's
face often, watching for signs he might be waking. He was so excited that he
knew he was going to explode into his shorts soon. His long cock was nearly
dancing in his hand through his shorts and underwear. Then, stunned at his own
actions, his breath coming in short, rapid gasps, his heart pounding in his
chest, he watched his own hand as it slid upward. His fingertips slid beneath
the thin material, along Sean's smooth, firm upper thigh.
He couldn't believe what he was feeling. So much
warmth! He began gently probing, looking for what was hidden inside the tightly
constraining shorts. It was no surprise to find the soft material of Sean's
jockey shorts, but it was a bit of a surprise to find such a firmness beneath
that. Sean was fully erect.
Then, in the blink of an eye, Jay was suddenly
forced onto his back with Sean over him, leering, so close that Jay could smell
beer on his breath.
Jay began shaking violently. He hadn't felt so
afraid since he'd been bullied back in junior high school. Sean's green eyes
continued boring into him, reminding him of past beatings. He liked Sean,
considered him a friend, but now that he knew Jay was gay, or at least suspected
so, Jay knew that the friendship was over. He briefly wondered if he would end
up in the hospital or the morgue. And then he wondered what was involved in
changing dorm rooms, if he somehow survived.
Sean was sitting on him and holding both of his
arms down firmly on the bed. Sean moved so that he was sitting on Jay's lap,
then firmly sat down harder, pressing his buttocks onto Jay's flagging erection.
Then he smiled, leaned down, bringing his face closer to Jay's face. Jay tried
to push the back of his head into the bed.
"I bet you think about me doing this. And I bet
you think about me making you do stuff. Don't you?" Sean asked, nearly close
enough to kiss.
Jay stammered a few vowels, unsure of what to say,
afraid, but aware that Sean wasn't threatening him in the way he had always been
"I bet you think about me when you jerk it, don't
ya?" Sean asked, his face now even closer to Jay's.
More stammered vowels, staccato this time. Jay was
nearly paralyzed with fear and shock, but the pressure of Sean's ass on his
groin was firing his libido.
"I know what you're like," Sean said softly. "I
know what you like. You want someone to take charge. Tell you what to do. How to
do it. And make you do it."
Sean's mouth was very close to Jay's now, and Jay
had no space left to retreat to. He struggled, but Sean was already completely
in control of him.
"I won't make it hurt a lot if you don't try to
fight me," Sean said to him, smiling.
"What?" Jay got out before Sean pressed one hand
over Jay's mouth as his other hand into Jay's throat. Jay's arms were free, and
he pushed both hands against Sean's chest, but he had no chance of pushing him
off. He pounded Sean's chest, but Sean just smiled and pushed harder against his
throat. He pinned Jay's legs with his ankles and sat with his full weight on
Jay's hips. Jay was taller but far slimmer. Sean was stronger and experienced at
"Shhh," Sean hissed loudly, as he held Jay in
place below him despite Jay's efforts. Sean stared into Jay's eyes. Jay had no
choice but to be bared to the bone by Sean's gaze. Sean slid down, now lying on
top of Jay, and gyrated his hips over Jay's, grinding his erection into Jay's
"I can gank you out, and fuck you while you're
out. I won't like it as much, but" maybe, I might like it more that way." Sean
grinned. "I won't have to worry you might scream or something. Hmmm?"
Jay shook his head from side to side violently.
"You want it while you're awake, don't'cha?"
Sean waited for an answer for several seconds,
then asked again.
Jay knew Sean was drunk, and apparently very
horny, but the idea of him opening a sexual encounter seemed entirely unlikely.
Sean had never given any hints that he was interested, or had any experience
with guys. Sean had bragged about dating and chasing girls, and his sexual
exploits with them.
Yet he could feel Sean's erection grinding into
Jay relented and let his arms fall to his side.
His fear was still paramount, but a sexual thrill was growing in his groin as
Sean's hardness pressed against his.
"Good boy. Take it like a man, not a little girl.
Jay nodded, both frightened and excited.
"Good," Sean said, pushing his hard dick into
Jay's groin with each word, "Gonna, like, this."
Sean shifted his arms in a quick movement, and
suddenly he held Jay's hands down on the bed again. Now the smile on Jay's face
was no longer hidden under Sean's hand.
Sean smiled wider, then crushed his generous lips
onto Jay's. Jay whimpered, but Sean's mouth and tongue smothered it and Sean's
own growl of lust. They began gyrating with each other, kissing, Sean nearly
crushing Jay's hands with his own.
Sean broke the increasing kisses, then asked,
"You're gonna do everything I tell you. Right?"
Jay nodded, grinning.
"Just what I say, and just the way I say. Right?"
"You're not gonna make a sound. Not a one. Right?"
Sean squeezed Jay's hands until joints popped.
Jay hissed his breath inward, grinning wider,
blushing darker. He nodded.
"It's gonna hurt, and you're gonna take it. Like a
man. And silently. Right?"
Jay bit his own smiling lip, then nodded.
"You�re gonna take off all my clothes, and you're
gonna lick everywhere as the light hits it. Got it? So slow, and kiss it as the
light does, or else."
Jay nodded. When Sean released his hands and
rolled onto his back, Jay moved so that he could slide the t-shirt upward,
kissing side to side, rolling the shirt upward. When Sean's nipples were being
licked as well as kissed, Sean slapped the back of Jay's head smartly.
"I didn't say lick anything. That was one. Each
one's gonna be harder. Get me?"
Another, harder smack on the back of Jay's head.
"I said silence!" Sean hissed.
Jay nodded, cowed, smiling.
He wasn't sure what he was doing, or what he was
getting into, but it was entirely hot and exciting. He liked being told what to
do, and he seemed to like the threat of danger and pain.
"Back to work," Sean told him.
Jay obeyed. His pulse raced. His breath came
rapidly. He whimpered softly, so softly that Sean couldn't be sure. He couldn't
help it. He had never been so turned on before. Not only was there someone else
involved, but it was also in a way he had been fantasizing about for some time.
It wasn't exactly as he'd dreamed and thought of as he'd jerked himself off, but
it was certainly a lot like it.
It was better.
Jay removed one of Sean's arms from the t-shirt,
kissing his shoulder and the bare skin under his arm, then the other, and then
he pulled it over Sean's head and placed it on the table.
"Now, shoes and socks. And keep using those lips
on me as the light hits it."
Jay nodded and did as he was told. He wasn't too
into kissing Sean's feet, but being forced to was a huge turn-on. He made sure
each toe was kissed before the sock was removed and placed carefully into a
shoe. Then the other.
"Now, lay on me."
Sean held the back of Jay's head as they kissed.
When Jay let a small groan grow too loud, a sharp crack on the back of his head
reminded him to remain quiet. That slap only increased Jay's gyrations against
Sean's body below him.
"Now, take off my shorts. And don't touch my dick
or balls, or I slap yours. So lay so I can reach 'em."
Jay did as ordered, taking a sixty-nine position
on his side next to Sean. Sean massaged his buttocks as Jay kissed his waist. He
could smell Sean's groin, and the aroma did something inside of Jay that he
instantly loved. His eyes looked longingly at the constrained erection and the
bulges below it. Sean's cock was thick and long behind his tight briefs, and it
looked to be nearly as long as his own. He loved the length of it, wanted it in
his hands, his mouth, and his ass. He wanted to touch it so badly, but he knew
it wasn't what Sean wanted. At least, not yet. He wanted more than anything to
at least graze it with his nose, but he knew what would come. He didn't like the
pain, but he liked being afraid of it. He liked the threat of it. He rolled
Sean's shorts down and kissed his thighs, and then down both of Sean's legs as
they came out of the shorts.
Sean's hand was massaging Jay's buttocks, but
never his groin. Jay's cock was pulsing in slow waves, almost as if he were
cumming. His balls ached, too. His whole body felt like his stomach did during
an orgasm " tense, charged, quivering. Having someone else caressing his ass was
"Now, stand over me and take off everything."
Jay did as he was told. When he was down to his
briefs, Sean told him to stop. Sean reached up and followed the long arc of
Jay's cock several times, end to end. He followed the contours of the ridges on
the head, making Jay shiver and his balls rise up high. Then he pulled Jay's
briefs down and Jay stepped out of them. Jay's cock was very long and slim.
Almost perfectly straight, with subtle edges and a cone-shaped head. His balls
were nicely sized, but his tight scrotum was holding them close to his body. His
sandy-blond pubic hair was fuzzy but not thick at the base of his long penis,
and a slight fuzz was growing on the inside of his thighs.
"Fucking amazing," Sean said admiringly. "I know
you're longer than me, but I'll take it all, later. But first, you're gonna take
all of mine. Quietly. And without stopping. Now, on your hands and knees over
me, sixty-nine style, but don't even breathe on my dick or balls."
Once Jay was in place over him, Sean wrapped Jay's
underwear around two fingers, spat on the tip of the cloth covering his fingers,
and then wiped Jay's pink hole with them.
"This is now mine," Sean said. "No one else can
touch it. Not even yourself. Not even when you're alone. Understand?"
Jay nodded. Sean finished with the briefs, then
attacked Jay's ass with his tongue. Jay fought back gasps and groans as Sean's
tongue licked and probed his anus. He could feel Sean spitting through his hole,
into him. He could feel Sean's tongue pushing its way into him. Soon, Sean was
pushing a finger into him.
"So, my finger's not the first thing in you, is
"No," Jay admitted with a snicker.
A sharp slap to Jay's dangling balls reminded him
to remain quiet. That was followed by three fingers forcing their way into him.
He bit back a yell of pain, allowing only a small grunt to escape.
"I'll let that one pass," Sean said.
He told Jay to remove his briefs with his teeth,
but not to touch his cock or balls in any way. That took considerable care and
time. Tim Sean spent gliding his three fingers into and out of Jay's loosening
circle. Once the white briefs were gone, Sean's long, thick cock lay on his
belly, reaching up nearly to his navel.
Jay stared at it, admiring it, wanting badly to at
least touch it, though he ached to take it into his mouth. The aroma was making
him salivate. It was at least seven inches long, curved a little to the left.
The hair at the base was brown and thick. The head was prominent and heavily
ridged, and with a large, oval, open hole in the tip. The balls hung low and
were large, and the brown hairs showed up clearly against the white skin. Very
little hair surrounded his privates or grew on his muscular yet lean thighs.
Sean spat onto his fingers and then moved them
deeply into Jay's pink sphincter. Jay tried not to groan as those fingers found
a sensitive place and began massaging it. He had never felt anything quite like
it before. He had to fight the urge to groan and moan with all his
Jay's cock jumped, then a string of pre-cum
dangled from it. Jay felt as if he sneezed he would blow off a wad so large he
would end up with a rupture.
"On your back."
Jay complied. Sean pushed his cock against Jay's
lips. Jay opened his mouth and moved his head forward to take the cock, but Sean
pulled it back.
"Only the tip. Only the head. Go past it" Sean
warned vaguely, raising a hand.
Jay nodded, then followed the directions. Finally,
Jay felt a cock in his mouth that wasn't his own. The taste made his saliva flow
freely. He moved his tongue around the thick head and began applying suction.
"Suck, and suck like your balls depended on it!"
Sean said firmly, as he gave a firm squeeze to Jay's balls. "Ah! Yes!"
Sean moved his head in and out of Jay's lips,
groaning and giving directions. He played with Jay's cock and balls, but never
stroked it or touched the head. Jay gyrated wildly.
"You've got the biggest dick I've ever seen. How
long is it?" Sean asked.
Jay was unsure whether to speak until Jay slapped
his balls after pulling his dick from his mouth.
"Eight inches and three quarters."
"Fuck! What a cock! When did it get so huge?"
Jay turned scarlet and grinned.
"When?" Sean asked again, then slapped Jay's balls
"When I was thirteen. It started growing. Just got
"Monster! And I will take all of it. Every last
inch. But first, you gotta take mine."
Sean pulled his cock's head out of Jay's mouth,
made Jay roll onto his front, then slid down the bed until he could spit into
Jay's ass. Then he began licking it.
Another new, awesome sensation flashed through
Jay's nerves. It took all of his concentration to remember to remain silent
despite the nearly overwhelming urge to groan, moan, and even laugh.
Then Sean began sliding three fingers in and out
of it. Nearly every thrust brought that intense internal thrill of his prostate
After at least a full minute, Sean told Jay to
roll over, then he took Jay's long cock-head into his mouth and licked every
centimeter of it. He never sucked. Jay still shuddered with the pleasure of
someone else's tongue lashing his sensitive head.
After a minute or so, Sean said, "It's time. Sit
on my cock and take it all. Like a man. Now!"
Jay positioned himself over Sean's hips,
positioned Sean's cock against his quivering hole, and began to impale himself
on it. It was his first time, and somewhat awkward, but Jay had put other things
in himself before. Within a couple of moments, Jay was sweating as he hovered
over Sean and forced the thick hardness into himself.
It hurt, and Jay did all he could to remain
silent, but Sean was urging him downward sooner than he was comfortable with.
The pain and pressure in that sensitive area were overwhelming Jay, and he was
frightened as well as incredibly turned on. His whole body thrummed with the
intensity of the moment.
When Sean placed his hands on Jay's thighs and
pulled him down while he thrust upward, Jay squealed. Sean slapped his hanging
balls sharply, making Jay jolt in pain.
Sean pushed upward and pulled Jay downward. Jay
had never had anything so thick in him before, and it was all he could do not to
cry out. He was covered with sweat and shaking as the cheeks of his ass finally
came to rest on Sean's hips.
"Good boy. Now ride me."
Jay raised himself, then dropped down. He began
moving up and down in a regular motion, almost panting. What little pain had
existed at first was now pleasure. Sean demanded more speed. Jay moved faster.
"Not enough!" Sean said, then threw Jay over on
his side then rolled Jay onto his back.
He pushed Jay's legs up, knees against his chest,
spat onto and into him. He then spat several times onto his own cock head, then
he positioned himself. He pushed his cock all the way into Jay in one movement.
Jay groaned in pain, and again when Sean slapped his face.
Sean began thrusting, quickly and deeply. He
groaned softly with each thrust, pressing Jay's legs into his chest,
constricting his breathing. Often, Jay's balls were crushed by Sean's powerful
thrusts. That pain was exquisitely intense. The sound of slapping skin drowned
out Jay's little whimpers. Both of them were sweating and panting now.
Faster and faster, Sean pounded Jay, forcing a
small grunt out of Jay with each crushing thrust. Especially when his balls were
slammed by Sean's efforts. Jay could feel the hot, yielding mass of Sean's cock
moving through his rectum. It was better than he had imagined. It filled and
emptied him, thrilling him to his core. His cock twitched and pulsed, leaking
pre-cum that dripped into his navel.
Sean began repeating, "Yes!" with each breath and
thrust. Then, "Fuck!" and he pushed all the way inside of Jay, held there
trembling, and groaned out a long, slow groan as he pumped his semen into Jay,
his cock spasming violently.
Jay felt Sean's cock pumping inside of him. It
felt as if this was the real reason for the existence of his anus, this was what
it was really for. The warm wetness spreading inside of him seemed to be more
than possible for one person to ejaculate. Sean's little movements as he came
sent waves of pleasure through Jay's entire body.
Jay watched as Sean's eyes rolled upward, his lips
parted in a grimace of ecstasy as his face turned red. He had never seen another
guy cum in person before, and watching Sean's attractive features convulsed in
an orgasm nearly put Jay into his own final approach.
The swelling of his cock was painful now. His
balls hurt, actually hurt, and his rectum hurt with Sean's thick, hard cock
still throbbing as it finished pumping his hot semen into him.
When Sean stopped moving, then opened his eyes,
Jay was smiling up at him. Sean stretched down and kissed him powerfully.
When Sean pulled himself from inside of Jay, he
let his legs straighten out with a groan of pain at their aches. He flinched,
waiting for the slap. Instead, Sean took one of Jay's balls into each of his
hands, then grinned at Jay.
Jay trembled, waiting for the pain he knew was
coming, that he deserved. It came, and Sean grinned. Jay smiled as he grimaced.
Then Sean began stroking Jay's long cock with both of his hands. In only
seconds, Jay felt his body tensing and the waves of release building up beneath
Jay opened his mouth to say so, but remembered his
instructions and bit it back. Sean knew what he was going to say.
Sean slammed his hands down to the base of Jay's
cock just as it began jerking, and held them there, pulling the skin back
tightly, almost painfully.
"OH GOD!" Jay grunted behind his teeth as his back
Jay's cock felt as if it were ripping open from
the inside outward as his balls pushed through his urethra. As he pumped his hot
semen onto another's hands for the first time, Jay lost his breath. His eyes
closed tightly, his lips curled, his body tensed, and joints popped. Wave after
wave of powerful pulses throbbed through his cock as his semen flew in high arcs
to land in long strings from his chin to his pubic hair.
Finally, he collapsed. He struggled to pull away
as Sean's tongue began cleaning him up, but Sean held his cock, licking all over
it, driving Jay into convulsions.
"Please!" Jay begged, knowing it wouldn't do any
good, but unable not to.
Sean slapped his balls again, making Jay shudder
once. Then Sean slid his lips over Jay's hot, sensitive head, and sucked him for
the first time. Jay had never felt anything like it. He had been sucking his own
head for some time, but was only able to get just the head into his own mouth.
The suction he gave himself had felt very good, but what Sean was doing to him
now was many times as pleasurable.
It went on forever to Jay. He needed Sean to stop,
but he wouldn't. The sensations were growing so powerful that Jay was afraid he
would pass out. Tension rose from between his thighs and seemed to rob him of
breath and strength.
It felt as if it went on for hours. He was spent,
exhausted, cramping, but Sean kept sucking and licking, bobbing up and down, and
stroking his long cock.
It became bearable, but barely. And it went on.
And on. Jay felt as if he had been in bed with Sean for days. His body felt as
if he were drained of blood and merely alive on will alone. Only the extreme
pleasure kept him alive.
Sean was sucking Jay's head and stroking his long
cock loosely with both hands, running over the edges of his head, when Jay
hissed, "Sean! OH, GOD DAMN!"
Jay felt an orgasm coming that was already robbing
him of the ability to control his breathing. He had never been given head
before, other than his own attempts, and having his first blow-job come directly
after the first orgasm he had ever had with someone else was so intense that he
began to feel as if he were separating from his body.
The pressure built further, causing Jay's legs to
run in place. He was sweating profusely and his entire body began to convulse.
Sean felt Jay's cum slam into the back of his throat with so much force it made
him cough. He lost the rest of the hot cum as he moved away to cough and clear
his throat. Jet after jet of white fired into the air, arced, and landed on
Jay's belly with audible slaps.
Jay's breath caught in his throat, his pulse
pounded in his ears and his cock. The orgasm pulled his body apart and sent
waves through him that halted his breath and wracked his muscles.
Suddenly, Jay gasped, and fell limp like a rag
doll, panting and sweating and shaking.
"You're not done. I want off again, right now. And
you'll swallow it all. Miss a drop and I hurt you."
Sean slid up Jay's body, straddling him, then slid
his cock into Jay's mouth. Jay took it despite the smell and taste of his own
ass, and worked it as Sean instructed him. It was almost impossible to do what
Sean demanded. He was panting for breath, and having Sean's long, thick cock in
his mouth hindered his breathing. But he did as he was told. When he was told
to, he cupped Sean's balls, massaged them, licked and sucked at Sean's head, and
used his tongue as commanded.
For long minutes Sean thrust his long cock in and
out of Jay's mouth. The taste of his own ass faded, replaced by Sean's cock and
pre-cum. That made Jay suck and lick all that much harder. He loved the taste of
Sean's cock and his pre-cum, and couldn't wait for the hot cum.
"Take it all! Every last fucking drop! One spilled
drop out of your lips and I crush one of these!"
Sean grabbed Jay's balls and squeezed them
Sean's cock swelled and jerked in Jay's mouth, and
without warning, Sean shoved himself all the way into Jay's mouth, and into his
throat, gagging him. Sean didn't relent, and his cum rolled down the back of
Jay's throat as Jay gagged and coughed some cum out through his nose.
Jay did his best, but some white drips formed at
the corners of his mouth along with the streams from his nose. He was still
coughing through his nose, doing his best not to do so into Sean's cock, or to
To Jay, it seemed to go on forever. The hot, thick
cum filled his mouth and nose with their taste and smell. It was hard to breathe
with the heavy stuff clogging his nose and the back of his throat. Pulse after
pulse of hot cum filled his throat and Jay struggled not to gag, and to breathe.
He managed to swallow, finally, and he could feel Sean's thickness in his throat
as it worked around it.
"Oh, man! That's it! All of it!" Sean cried.
Gagging still, the thick cum in his nose and nasal
passages, Jay learned to work his throat around a hard cock in it.
"That's it! That's how you do it!" Sean grunted as
his body shuddered at the sensation of Jay's throat muscles working around his
Then his orgasm waned, and he demanded, "Clean me
Jay licked, sucked, and swallowed, trying to
breathe, too. Sean pulled his cock from Jay's mouth and lay down on top of him.
The two young men smiling at each other. Once Jay was breathing smoothly, Sean
"You okay now?"
Jay nodded, a grin returning to his lips.
"Was it too rough?"
Jay shook his head, still grinning.
"Good. Then can we do this again?"
Jay nodded and snickered, blushing darker.
"Good. You are not allowed to jerk off. Period."
Sean grabbed Jay's balls and gently squeezed them. "Or else. Understand?"
Jay smiled and nodded.
"You can talk now."
"Thank you," Jay said. He saw that Sean's smile
wavered a little, and he wondered why, until it occurred to him what he had
"Good boy. Tomorrow night, wear clothes you won't
mind losing, and shower really well. Now, get some sleep. You're gonna need your
Sean kissed him once, quickly, then sat up beside
"Get in your own bed. But you'd better blow your
nose and clean up, first."
Jay gathered his clothes, then went to his bed.
His nose was full of Sean's cum, and it took a lot of blowing to clear it out.
He used wet-wipes on his face after licking his lips clean first.
Meanwhile, Sean cleaned himself with paper towel
They watched each other the entire time.
Sean was glad he had a new slave, and one that
wasn't experienced, and one that was so willing.
Jay was overjoyed he had his first lover. His
Both were smiling and happy, enjoying the sights.
When they were clean, Sean walked to the light
switch. Jay watched him every step, admiring every inch of his body. Sean
paused, smiling at Jay, letting him get a good look, then turned off the lights.
It had been awesome. Not exactly as he'd dreamed
or fantasized, but better in some ways. He wondered if Sean would ever stay in
the bed with him overnight. He wanted to feel his strong arms around him all
night. He ached to find out what that was like. At least now he knew what it was
like to be with someone. To be owned.