Jamie was staying at Curtis’s beach house with him to celebrate end of term and the end of their exams. After living in a concrete box at college for the last few months, Jamie couldn’t refuse an invitation to a beach house of all places. It was late after noon and Jamie and Curtis were just finishing a swim in the ocean.

“Ah, I love the ocean!” Curtis said smoothing his wet red hair back.

The two young men, climbed out of the sea, onto the soft, warm sands and started back for the beach house.

“So how long have you had this place?” Jamie asked as they walked along a stone path through a hedge and along immaculately manicured lawns.

“I don’t know.” Curtis answered “As long as I’ve been alive that’s for sure.”

Once they were back to the beach house, the boys headed down the light colored hall to an incredibly large en suit bathroom. Curtis pulled off his bathing suit and walked around the spacious bathroom gathering soaps and shampoos. The boys had been roommate in the dormitories, and Jamie had gotten used to Curtis walking around nude, and had even picked up the habit himself sometime along the way.

“Well, this is a really nice place man.” Jamie said admiring the marble tiles and countertops in the bathroom, countertops which were repeated in the kitchen and other bathrooms as well. Jamie wanted to ask if Curtis’s family was rich, but couldn’t really work up the nerve.

“You’re getting some stubble man.” Curtis said running a hand down his smooth muscular chest.

“Yeah” Jamie said “I forgot to bring a razor.”

“Why didn’t you just say so?” Curtis asked as he put his soaps in the glass shower and bend over to look under the sink to get a razor for his friend. “Here you go” Curtis said, handing Jamie an electric razor “Shave.”

“Oh… Okay.” Jamie said, and Curtis turned around and went inside the glass shower.

“Let’s go jamie! Shave” Curtis yelled through the glass, seeing jamie hesitating. Jamie plugged in the razor and started to shave as Curtis turned the water on and took a shower to rinse off the salt. It was a quick shower. Curtis came out as Jamie was putting the razor away.

“Alright, your turn man.” Curtis said taping Jamie on the back.

“Okay, thanks.” Jamie said sliding his bathing suit off. He put it on the edge of the bath, like Curtis had done, and stepped inside the glass shower, which was completely transparent. As he showered, he could see Curtis waiting outside with a towel on his shoulder.

Curtis was a handsome red head, he had a nice jaw with rounded edges as it turned into his chin, a straight nose with a nice rounded end that bend down a bit, thin and pinkish lips and deep set piercing blue eyes that gave him a look of intensity. Curtis was a muscular guy, he had muscular shoulders and fairly big arms that looked hard with muscle. His pecs were more rounded, smooth and plump looking with soft pink nipples. He had a flat stomach with a hint of abs showing on the skin, but beautiful, and well defined adonis lines swooping down to his red haired pubis. Curtis’s circumcised penis was big and bulky and covered in short red pubic hair, hanging over his beautiful, tight scrotum with weight.

Jamie came out of the shower, and took to towel to dry off as Curtis looked at him intently. Curtis was quite handsome as well, he had a kind round face with a great big smile. He had short dark brown hair, and shining eyes. His body was leaner than Curtis’, but he was about an inch taller. Jamie had muscular shoulders, and nice arms with bouncing biceps. But the rest of his body was leans and flat. His pecs were fairly flat with small nipples, but he had well defines abs and a line of hair that led down from his navel to his cock. Jamie was also circumcised and had a nice, fleshy penis that hung over a loose scrotum filled with ample testicles, the whole thing crowned with well trimmed black pubic hair.

“Jamie, what do you think about my cock?” Curtis asked getting close to his friend.

“Uh… I don’t know man” Jamie said “It’s big…”

“I like yours.” Curtis said matter of fact, looking down at Jamie’s penis.

“Um.. Thanks.” Jamie said nervously.

“Do you mind if I feel it?” Curtis asked with a charming voice.

“What?” Jamie asked

“Yeah, just feel it.” Curtis said with his smooth glossy voice.

“Uh… okay…” Jamie said, always unable to say no to Curtis, which is probably why they got on so well, Curtis liked to have people do what he said, and Jamie gave in to peer pressure easily.

Curtis reached out and touched Jamie’s penis, wrapping his hand around it and squeezing and stoking it.

“Hmm, yeah.” Curtis said as his own cock swelled. “Wy don’t we take this into the bedroom?”

Jamie didn’t say anything, and the boys went out of the bathroom, into Curtis’s bedroom. Curtis pushed Jamie on his bed, and kneeled down in front of him, and slowly slipped his lips over Jamie’s fleshy cock.

“Hmm..” he said as his mouth went further down. Curtis started moving his head up and down the stiffening cock, and Jamie just sat there, unsure of what to do. Curtis kept up his licking and sucking with a few groans.

Then, Curtis got up, his immense penis standing straight out and hard as a rock, with its wet head leaking pre-cum. He pushed Jamie gently down, and straddled him.

“Open your legs.” Curtis said putting his face right above Jamie’s “I’ve wanted this for a long time.”

Then, Curtis reached down and spread Jamie’s legs himself, and brought his hips forward and touched the tip of his cock to Jamie’s ass. And, with a somewhat clumsy, but scary and powerful hand, he maneuvered his penis between Jamie’s ass cheeks and onto his anus.

“Oh yeah.” Curtis said. And with a quick and powerful thrust, Curtis pushed his cock, and pierced Jamie’s anus. Jamie let a scream of pain as Curtis went inside him.

“Ah! Curtis!” he said squirming

“Shh sh sh sh…” Curtis said immobilizing Jamie “Don’t say anything… Let’s just enjoy the moment.” and with that, Curtis stuffed his massive cock all the way inside Jamie who moaned.

Curtis started to pull back and push forward, slowly at first, but sped up as Jamie’s ass loosened and lubrication became less of a problem. He moaned as his cock slipped back and forth feeling the smooth skin hug his cock tightly.

“Oh yeah…” Curtis said pining Jamie’s arms down “Oh yeah!”

Curtis was really enjoying it. He’d never outright admitted he was gay, and acted more like a macho jock in a lot of ways, but now that he was fucking Jamie, there was no holding back. Curtis bent Jamie’s legs up and bent himself down over his friend as he thrusted his hips against Jamie’s pale ass. Eventually Jamie took his erect penis in hand and held it down as Curtis shook his body with every thrust. He wasn’t sure why, but it almost felt good, he could feel his insides working to orgasm. And Curtis wasn’t letting up. He was started to groan louder. He was red faces and sweaty as he swung his head around with his eyes closed and yelling his pleasure. “Ooooohhh!” and “Aaaaaaahhhh!” with his hot sweaty body slamming against Jamie’s. Curtis’s face was twisting in all sorts of ways, as his huge cock slid in and out of Jamie, he was getting close to climaxing.

“Hmmm!” Curtis groaned “I’m gonna cum!”

And with that, Curtis thrusted his hips faster, and faster, and harder until he couldn’t go any faster or harder. Jamie screamed every time Curtis’s pelvis smashed against him with all that force. Then finally Curtis’s face compressed, his eyes closed and his jaw tightened before everything loosened as he screamed.

“Ah! Ahhhaaaaaaaaahhhh… AH! aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh… Ah! Ah! Ah! AAAHHH!!!!!!” Curtis screamed as his body let loose, and he fell back, almost loosing his balance. His wet, red, worn and cum covered cock slipped out, letting cum flow out of Jamie’s now wide open ass.

“Oh my god.” Curtis said letting himself fall on his back in bed beside Jamie “That was good.” But he didn’t look at jamie, enthralled in his own pleasure, still panting.

Jamie though, was somewhat traumatized, especially by his momentary enjoyment of the experience. He didn’t know what to think. But he was friends with Curtis, and thought, maybe he just act as if it had never happened, maybe they’d both just forget about it, maybe he would forget he liked gay sex, however briefly.

Special thanks to Livi for the translation. Without her my story would be nearly unenjoyable.


Author’s Note: This is the begining of a lesbian story at all, but this chapter is based on hetero sex. If you’ve got problem with any of them, this isn’t a story to you.

To the others, I hope, you will enjoy it.


A cacophony woke me up from my dream. As it usually happened I had no idea where I was. Where I was, who I was, how did I get here and when? However, the picture became clear in my mind after a few seconds. I was lying on my bed, my blanket was creased, covering me from my waist to my shoulder. And one of my legs was hanging down from under it with my big toe nearly touching the ground. I didn’t remember to last night… Though this was not true. I remembered even if vaguely, but I didn’t want to. But this was not important now. What could be this maddening noise?

I got out from my bed with difficulty and pulled the curtain away from the window to take a look outside. I stumbled back for a moment as the sunshine shone at my face. It wasn’t strong or hurting anyway, though it disturbed me. Especially at times like this, in the morning of a school-day. I hate spring.

When my glance got use to the sunshine I looked down on the street to finally get to know the source of that cacophony. A big track parked in front of the flat with different kinds of people around it. Most of them were roustabouts dressed in dirty uniforms, carrying huge boxes and furniture through the widened door. I saw an armchair and also a drawer that was carried by two or three men. When the drawer slipped out of one of them’s hands exactly onto his foot, a great blasphemy and shouting started. This might had woken me, however I honestly was glad that this had happened, because knowing myself I knew that without this I could had sleep until I had to rush to avoid being late from University.

But I wasn’t thinking about this now. I was rather interested in the movers. Not as if any of them were a handsome guy. Most of them were pot-gutted, scruffy and moustached, and the ones who weren’t like this were weedy and big-nosed. Even if I would get money for being around them I could not bear it for long. But then, however I realized that there was a bright spot amongst them. The handsome man was shining there in the middle of the street of Budapest and was explaining vehemently something to the workers who were loitering around him and nodding heavily.

He could be the new resident. However, whether new or old I didn’t care. I’m not antisocial but I merely knew more than one or two tenants in the whole prefab. If someone grinned at me on the street or in the stairway I smiled back at them and answered politely to the question that “how I’ve been doing” and pretending some occupation I rush away. And I was doing all this with the lack of knowledge that who I’d been talking to. I couldn’t even answer if someone would point a pistol to my head. However this man grabbed my attention… which didn’t mean of course that I wouldn’t look at him blankly that who the hell could he was in a few days.

Wide shoulders, good-looking face which always had a little smile on it even when it showed that he couldn’t make himself understood with the movers. He seemed to be a determined person. To be one who knows what he wants and what to do to gain it. And of course he does it. This type has always made a great impression on me. However, I could easily realize that he wasn’t amongst those with who I could imagine myself rolling about in that bed, which I had just woken up from. Even if he was a peculiarity of men, he was too old for me.

I silently laughed at this. Though, the object of my attention wasn’t that careless (or thought to be careless) youth as I was, but as they say: age only does good to men. I know girls who don’t even treat men under the age of thirty as real men. Till then they should be considered as little boys. If it would depend on them, the age thirty would take the place of the age eighteen. However, nowadays it is pretty rare to find a man who hadn’t had any sexual experience under the age of sixteen… Never mind! What is important that the pearl of males here was really that ageless man who his fellows thought they were. Despite of this it showed that he wasn’t that careless man anymore. I estimated him at about the age of fourty, which wouldn’t mean any kind of problem, but to these men at this age belonged someone who…

I couldn’t even think it through when a woman that wore a springtime dress appeared from behind the track. She wasn’t paying any attention to the roustabouts around her and their whistling, she stepped beside the man, leaned to him and kissed him gently.

Well, yes, the woman. Man like this are rarely single, and I would never risk of ruining their marriage just to feel an experienced dick between my legs. Whatever are the gossips about me, I’m not like that.

So I didn’t pay any attention to them. It would be useless anyway. I dressed up quickly and ate my breakfast fast, gathered my stuff that I needed for today. But my thoughts were still around the morning. Not because of the shouting and the thump of the boxes and furniture, or the loud and open blasphemy that were still hearable.

Where would this couple move in? I could think about the occupants that lived in the prefab but to do this I really should knew at least something about them. And I didn’t even have any idea about how many flat were included.

The question was answered when I heard the not unexpected blasphemy again, but not from under. I heard it from really near, to be exact from the direction of my front door.

“What the hell?” I thought when I stepped to my door. I wasn’t mistaken. There really were roustabouts in dirty uniforms, spanning through the corridor, carrying huge boxes and furniture to the flat that was next to mine. After a few seconds the handsome man appeared and smiled at me kindly and then disappeared from my sight as he walked into his new home. And now the workers were whistling to me as well.

So I got new neighbours. Not that I had any problem with my old ones. I didn’t even know that they existed. Or rather that they weren’t there, because I didn’t see them moving out not now or the past days. I vaguely remembered that there was an old woman who had tried to take me under her wings, me the poor little girl alone in the big city. She had always asked me how I had been, how the school had been. She had also given me cookies and even offered to cook to me if I needed. She was a kind old woman but I didn’t pay too much attention to her. I didn’t even know when she stopped asking me or giving me cookies, etc. I hope she’s doing well.

But this didn’t matter now. From now on this couple would live next door. And not only the two of them would, as I realized that the woman was coming towards their new flat with two children. She guided one of them by holding his hand and the smaller one was sitting on her arm. Their flat would be noisy, that was for sure, but I didn’t really care about that. I’m used to the sounds of downtown. The movers wouldn’t even disturb me either if they hadn’t been working right under my flat.

After a few more praiseful whistles (as much as a whistle can be praiseful that comes from the roustabout that stares you shamelessly) I decided to ignore them. I rather adjusted the clothes that I was wearing and made sure that I had everything with me that I would need and stepped out of my place.

I always had to step out of the way of the movers that were carrying the big sized boxes upwards and the man and his wife rushed by me a few times also when I finally made it to the ground floor. I thought that I had already seen everything and nothing would surprise me now. In my heart I had already prepared myself for the noisy traffic and for enduring my boring lessons, hoping that I would have the chance to admire a few good-looking guys or pretty girls while I was on my way. But it had already started without any effort for it and with a profound surprise.

I stepped to the big gate and gathered my strength to not be mad about the whistles and maybe the obscene comments that waited for me outside by those workers. But when I finally opened the gate I found myself facing with something entirely different.

A pretty girl smiled at me from the other side of the gate. She had an oval face but still a bit round, skin that was like marble, and long black hair that she tied back, but she still had some curl that hung freely, and she had sparkling brown eyes. For a moment I had no idea who she could be. My mind was racing about whether I had seen this girl before but I was sure that if I had, I would remember to her. Then I glanced at the box she was holding in her hands and the picture became clear. She was with the new ones. From one point I was so happy that a beautiful girl like she would live next door, but it wouldn’t be me if I hadn’t started to think about the situation. Who could this girl be? Because it was sure that she was with the new tenants, she wouldn’t carry that cardboard box if she wasn’t. She wasn’t a worker that was even more obvious. She was too young and too gorgeous for that. (Not if the measure was this.) The problem was solved by life itself, as the moment was broken by the husband that rushed by us and said something to the girl. However, I didn’t think that this moment was too long to an outside-viewer, or neither to her. And I didn’t understand exactly what the man said, because I was too deep in my thoughts and into her face. But I heard the answer clearly.

“I’m coming, Dad!” the girl answered as she glanced after the man, then she finally gave me a quick smile and passed by to continue her way.

So she was his daughter. I whistled admirably, but only silently, as I didn’t want to act like the roustabouts that were all around us. Not if the whistle was addressed to the beauty of the girl… or to be exact it was, but I didn’t mean that. At first I addressed it to her father for being this fresh and youthful and also having this heartbreaker daughter. “How old could she be?” I glanced after her. The slender figure rushed up on the stairs and I watched it with rejoice. Her butt was swaying under the tight jeans that was turned up at her naked shins. Her relatively short and thin figure made you think she was a teenager. But her body… it was like a body of a model’s. This was highlighted wonderfully by the turned up jeans and by the little denim jacket she wore.

I was staring her until she disappeared at the flight of stairs. This whole thing took about five seconds, but it seemed pleasantly long to me. This gave me the start that I could enjoy the view and it also wasn’t obvious to anybody my standing at the gate, because I already stepped out of it. The whistles of the roustabouts were still with me as I made my way towards the University. The latter one excited me the less, because all my thoughts were filled about the girl rushing upwards on the stairs, the girlish smile, the swaying hips and the round butt.

Maybe spring was not that bad as I thought.


The day was long and tiring. It was like I spent a thousand years at that desk, listening to older and even older professors explaining abstract and more abstract ideas. Not if I wasn’t interested, basically I’m into the topic, and abstract ideas like this were what really grabbed my attention, but now I wasn’t fascinated by them. Only by those sparkling eyes. I couldn’t think of anything else for some reason. And this way all the lessons became agony.

Sometimes I felt bad that that an interesting lesson was over in only a fast one and a half hour, but now even this felt like a torture that seemed to last for an eternity. Not to mention that I had a three hour long seminar today, which in my current mood seemed to be a punishment even if I had a fifteen minutes long break at halftime. To all this contributed to my sometimes masochistic perfectionism. I like to think about it as I rather go to a one and a half an hour (or sometimes three hours) long boring seminar. During those hours I couldn’t be doing anything but paying attention with all my effort. I rather did this than figuring out at home from my books the curriculum, when I could do more exciting things than this. But this meat that I felt the constant urge to write every single data down that I think would be useful. You can imagine what a torture it was when I couldn’t think of anything else but that pretty face, and I couldn’t keep up with the presenter. I lost my attention in every ten minutes and I could only hope that I would understand soon what the presentation was about.

I glanced at my watch in every minute, making myself madder. Only fifteen minutes went by. Only twenty minutes. Only half an hour. How much time was still left from the three hours? I would hit my head into the desk in agony by choice.

I delightfully started up from my seat when the fifteen minutes break came, to rush up to the top of the building for some fresh air. It was an advantage of spring that I wasn’t frozen at the moment as I stepped out of the door.

I inhaled deep the fresh air, trying to empty my overly packed mind as I looked around the top. There weren’t too much people up here. They might not felt spring weather as much as to go outside. Or they needed time to get used to it. A group of girls were standing at the railing and were smoking at the other side of the building about a dozen meters away from me. They waved when they saw me.

I smiled back constrainedly and waved back spiritlessly. I recognized some pretty girls amongst them, that I would enjoy having in my bed. And I also made them know it, however I only told them in a vogue way to not make it too obvious.

Some people think that I can’t get enough of men and women, but the truth is that I’m a little shy in the inside. But this is not quite the best word to describe it. Let’s say that I can really hardly endure when I tell about my feelings and I get rejection. Especially in a girl’s case when she says no because of she does not want to be with a girl. I’m careful because of this. But this is not hard to me for I like to play cat and mouse games. I like to stalk my prey, to extend my web around her, and only letting her know about the situation when I can make sure that she is unable to rejection. By this time I recognize if a no is forming inside her and I can easily back out from the situation without rushing into any walls.

But in the case of these girls this was no danger. As they were waving to me happily and turned over the railing, they might not even minded if I grabbed their asses firmly as greeting them. I would gladly go to them to flirt a bit and to make the basics of a plentiful bed-sheet acrobatics even with all of them at once, but I had no spirit for that now. I was too nervous. All my thoughts were occupied by that girl. The girl from next door. I tried to think of something else, but as I thought of the girls and the little dalliance little with them, her face appeared in front of me. So I rather turned my head and made it unmistakable to them that I didn’t want to chat. The waving girls realized this immediately and turned back to smoking and giggling between themselves.

I walked to the verge of the top, only a reach from the railing and put my hands inside my pockets and closed my eyes, letting the mild wind touch my face.

“What’s up? You came out to take the air?” My heart thudded so big from fright that I thought it would jump out from its place. I turned towards the source of the sound with widened eyes that broke the silence, to see Erik standing against the convector-station (or what the hell were these huge boxes on the top) about two meters from the railings.

“You scared the hell out of me, you jerk!” I hissed at him.

“Having a bad conscience?” he laughed at me in response, but I only huffed and turned towards the railing again. I stood one-sided so I could see him from the corner of my eyes without turning my head.

“And what are you doing here?” I threw away.

“Why? Are you trying to rule where I can go now? I don’t have any lesson right now, and it would have been a sin not to come out here in this nice time. I’m sun-bathing.”

“You don’t have any lessons, do you?” I looked at him but I still puckered up my lips. “If I think about your ideas of lessons, that doesn’t mean too much. You don’t have any, or you’ve been too lazy to sit in?”

“Only you are so masochistic to sit in to every kind of shit,” he snapped back, so in response I huffed again.

“Shut up!” I muttered and turned towards the railing again.

“What’s wrong? You’re even ruder and spiritless than usual.

“There’s nothing.” I looked towards the girls that were laughing on the other side of the top. Erik followed my glance as well, and looked at me questioningly.

“I would like to have a cigarette as well,” I said. I knew that I couldn’t avoid of telling him something, so I prevented his guesses.

“But you don’t smoke,” marveled Erik.

“I know. And I won’t start it… Especially not now.”

“Come on! Tell me what’s eating you!”

“Nothing is eating me,” I glanced at him, trying to make an innocent face.

“Come on little girl,” he grinned. “I know you, and you know it. I won’t let you go until you told me what’s wrong.”

This sounded funny as I watched him stretching in the sunshine. He would probably not prevent me from going away from here if I wanted to. Not physically. But he knew well that it would be enough if he kept pushing me gently with words until I lost all my resistance against him.

“New tenants moved in next door,” I blurted out wryly finally.

“Oh, wow,” his eyes kindled. “A handsome guy? … Or a pretty chick?”

“Both of them.” I didn’t want to answer but the words came out of my mouth effortlessly. This was the curse of my relationship with Erik. In the right circumstances I even answered for a question from him automatically that I didn’t want to reply. I murmured silently and gave in. I decided to let the temptation of talking win.

“Oh, wow,” repeated Erik with a wider grin. “Come here! Sit by me and tell me everything about them in detail.”

“Here?” I glanced towards the girls near us. I knew that Erik wouldn’t even be curious about the everyday things of my neighbours if I indeed knew about them. He wasn’t curious about their names, their professions, what food they liked, what they liked to do for fun. He was interested in something entirely else… and I was too eventually.

“Come on! They won’t hear it if you won’t make a big noise,” calmed me Erik. “You sit here next to me and they won’t even see you. And if they will, who cares?”

He was right but I still didn’t feel like talking with him. Especially not about this topic. But I couldn’t left him just liked that because of this. I glanced at my watch. I had ten minutes from the break, so I sight theatrically and sat by him, hiding under the shadow of the transformer (or what the hell was that) to avoid the sun burning me.

“So?” Erik glanced at me with a curiosity of a child. “I want to know everything.”

I didn’t have any resistance left, so I just closed my eyes, blew out the air an imagined the morning scene.

“The man is a typical early-forty, who’s age is already shown but he is till handsome, well-muscled, good-looking, and the little wrinkles and common larkspurs only make his face more peculiar,” I started and glanced at Erik who was leaning on his elbow that was closer to me and he looked at me with a curios glance. I sighed and I imagined the new neighbour again. “Tall, fairish-brown hair, and an always smiling face. And his body…” I started to enjoy this too. Erik always did this to me. His presence, his talk, his reflection… Though I only saw the man for a few seconds and from far, now I saw him in front of me in his very reality, as if he were standing only reach away from me. His image probably mingled with the stereotype I had in mind about men like him, but I didn’t care. “Tall, well-muscled. He wore loose pants and a jacket, and under that a simple T-Shirt and…” I imagined the well-built muscles of his upper body under the cloth. Though the hell knew whether he really looked like this, but I could imagine it and now this was the only important thing.

I woke up the next morning, a lot more sore then I did the last time being in all the crazy twisted positions those men put me through last night. Instead of feeling regretful, I felt refreshed and somewhat eager for more.

I took a long hot shower and got myself ready for math class. When I went back to my room, I was shocked to see Quinn sitting there on my bed looking sexy as hell on my bed.

“So how was last night?” Quinn said smiling.

“You know, as much as I want to hate you for breaking me and Jamal up the way you did…. I can’t. I really had fun last night.” I say.

“Hey I was just being honest with the man.” Quinn stated. “But besides that, I got somethin’ to show you.”

Quinn got up and walked out of the room. I quickly put on a T-shirt and some shorts and went out to see him on his computer.

“Take a look at this.” He said directing the screen toward me.

There I was on Xtube once again. Quinn had to turn the volume down with all of the noise we were making. The picture was clear and crisp and showed everything down to the T.

“Jerome uploaded this last night and look at all the hits.” Quinn said.

I sat down next to him to get a better view and saw that in less then nine hours this page has been viewed over 600 times. It was truly unbelievable.

“Look at your fan base. Everybody’s askin’ about you.” Quinn said then scrolling down to see all the comments written about me.

I can’t believe this was happening so fast. I was a celebrity in the porn world already. I was really starting to contemplate on going mainstream anymore…..

“You did great last night Tyler, so good in fact that I think we gonna do another video.” Quinn said.

I was so in shock to hear him actually say my name for once that I didn’t even catch the last part of his sentence.

“I’m thinkin’ our next video should be in the football team’s locker room. How does that sound?” He asked.

He smiled and then I just melted all over him. How could I say no to him.

“Okay, let’s do it.” I say.

“The big game is tonight, so I’m pretty sure they gonna want some of this ass after the game, if they win or lose.” Quinn said. “In fact it be better if they lost, so they can take their anger out on you.”

A shiver went up my spine from hearing that. It was a definite turn. “So Imma let you go to class. I want you at the locker rooms at about 10. The game should be over at about 10:30.” Quinn directed.

“Alright.” I say.

I went to get up when he stopped me. “Wait, give me a some head before you leave.” Quinn rubbed his silk boxers.

He grabbed my hand and directed me down on my knees in front of him. Then out of nowhere, he pulled out some weed and lit it up. I pulled out his big huge dick and began to suck on it.

“Damn, I’m the luckiest man on the planet.” Quinn said.

“I got my weed in this hand and my bitch on his knees taken the ‘Kings dick’ like he’s supposed too. This is the muthafuckin’ life!” He said.

I was happy knowing that he was happy to have me getting him off like this. I did my best to get him off as quick as possible because I didn’t want to be late for class.

“Damn kid you’ve improved since last time. I guess they taught you well.” Quinn said.

His comments only made me get turned on even more. I pulled his balls out from his shorts and squeeze and tug at them hard.

“Fuck man you gonna make me shoot already!” Quinn said.

I pull my mouth off his dick and say, “Yeah please give it to me dude. I want it your load!” I had my mouth opened wide and waiting for his cum to shoot.

“There it goes bitch, eat my fuckin’ nut.” Quinn demanded. His cum shot directly down my throat and swallowed every drop of his thick but runny load. Damn this was so good!!!! But I had to go to class!

Quinn allowed me to get up and leave once I finished cleaning off his dick. When I got to class the few guys who fucked me previously stared me down, and licked their lips, hungrily at me. I waved at them and looked for my seat, Jamal was there sitting there looking at his book but I decided it would be best to sit away from him.

I sat closer to the back of the class and a guy that was sitting in the row I was about to sit in was also staring me down. “Hi.” I say nicely.

“Yo.” He said, with a very sexy deep voice.

I sat down next to him and he began to speak, “Loved that video on Xtube, Yo’ ass still tight from all that dick you took?” he ask.

That was a pretty forward question but I whispered to him anyways.

“My ass STAYS tight.” I emphasized.

A smile grew on his face and then Professor Morris walked in and started the class.

His eyes met mine from the distance and we smiled at each other. I wanted some more of that big cock he had forcefully gave me the other night again. I could feel my ass twitching to the thought of him pounding me deep while his son fed my mouth another generation of his seed.

The Professor started the new lesson and the guy next to began to feel himself up. I watched his hand go up and down the bulge in his shorts, he was obviously doing this on purpose to get a rise out of me…. and it was working.

He leaned closer to me and whispered, “You want some black cock in your mouth…. BITCH.” He said pretty in my ear.

My dick in my shorts shot up from his name calling and my mouth began to fill with saliva.

“Yes… sir.” I say turning and looking at his eyes making me go into a trance. Then he did the unthinkable and pulled out his dick. I guess he wanted to take advantage of the fact that we were in the back row with a few people by us.

He started jacking himself off and waving it around like a big thick piece of dark licorice. I couldn’t help myself. I reached over and put my hand around it feeling the heat of it. I moved my hand up and down his thick black cock, jerking him off until I saw precum starting to flow down my hand.

“Taste it.” The guy whispered to me. I removed my hand quickly and slowly licked up his cum like a cat.

“MMmmmMM.” I moan. “Perfect.” I say.

“You want more?” He asked.

I shook my head yes. He grabbed his dick and began jerking himself off, letting his precum coat his fingers. I was drooling from my mouth watching his dark hands glazed with his hot sweet precum flow around his fingers. I had to do something about this…..

I grabbed his arm and forced his fingers in my mouth so I can suck his juices. “You fuckin’ nasty ass white bitch.” He whispered.

His words only fueled my urge to suck him off even more. I sucked his fingers giving him a preview of what my mouth would feel like on his cock and I hear him moan.

I looked around and everyone seemed focused on the lesson, except for Jamal……

He must have been staring at me the whole time, watching me suck some random guys fingers. Once we locked eyes, he shook his head in disappointment and went back to looking at his book. I stopped sucking the guys’ fingers and the guy asked,

“You ready for that dick?”

I shook my head no feeling ashamed that Jamal was watching me whoring myself again.

The guy looked over at Jamal and said, “Was ya’ll together?”

I contemplated on whether I should say no or yes. Then finally, “Yes…. but… it wasn’t serious.”

“Then fuck him, the kid don’t know what he missed out on…. concentrate on tryna get dis dick.” he said.

My eyes went back to his dick again, my mind erased the vision of Jamal from my head. I grabbed his dick this time and rubbed my fingers on the head, covering my fingers with his juices and then stuck them in my mouth.

“MMmmMMMmMm…. This is so good….I want your cock so bad.” I say.

“You wanna take this to the bathroom?… I want that ass.” he said.

I looked over at the Professor and he looked really focused on teaching the lesson. I would miss the lecture if I left, but that dick looked too damn good to say no too. Then I got a Idea….

I get up from my seat and kneel before him. “Take the notes for me and I’ll give you the best blowjob you ever had.” I say. “Keep a look out.”

“What the… Oh Shit….”

I sucked his head in my mouth, finally getting what I was craving for. I tried my best not to slurp too loud and I went nice and slow. This was the first time I was able to actually TASTE a juicy black cock in all its glory, without all the rushing. His was just as tasty as I had imagined it.

He did just what I told him to do, copy al the notes the teacher was saying and at the same time trying to concentrate on hungry mouth. If I had sucked some dick back in high school, high school would have been a breeze. I would definitely be looking forward to my next classes!

He let out a few sighs and light moans to alert me that he was about to shoot, and when he did, he did not disappoint me. His load flowed down my throat like a warm milkshake and I swallowed every drop like it was my last.

When I finished I licked my lips and sat back in my chair like nothing just happened. Like I figured, everyone was still focused on the lesson. “Thanks dawg.” The guy said.

“Anytime.” I say.

After class had finished, I waited for everyone to leave until it was just the Professor and I in the class. I walked down the stairs and he sat at his desk and watched me come down the stairs.

“So how was the lesson?” He asked. “Did you take a lot of notes?”

I stood behind his desk and gave him a devilish smile.

“Yes… I even helped out a classmate that needed some help.” I say.

“Really? So you’re getting an A on the test coming up right?” He said.

“I think I could use a little more inspiration but I think I’ll be good.” I knew damn well that I knew how to do this stuff. I had already did most of this back in high school…

“So where’d you go Tyler?” He asked.

“One minute you were sitting up watching the lecture, then the next you were gone, then magically you appeared back in your chair again. Now I know I didn’t see you leave the class, but I noticed the student you were sitting next to you was smiling like he had won the lottery. I’ve taught this class for just over ten years now and I’ve never seen a man smile like THAT during a math lecture.”

I sat and listen to him trying to figure out what had just transpired over thirty minutes and I couldn’t help but laugh. He definitely was not a dumb Professor…

“So do I even have to ask what I think that young man was smiling about?” He asked.

“Maybe…. he was just… happy to be here today. Just like I am.” I say with a smile.

Then the Professor responded, “Or maybe…. you were doing exactly what a white bitch would do if he was hungry for some dick….. Yeah I think that’s what it is.”

I laughed a little then felt my ass twitch from his name calling. He had figured me out.

“I think we need to go back to my office and have a little chat about the RULES in my class. Follow me Mr. James.” He said getting up from his chair and walking towards the door.

I was about to follow him back to his room when I another Professor came in reminded him about a meeting they had to go too.

“I guess I will be talking to you about the rules later Tyler.” The Professor said. “Meet me in my office at around 9.” He said.

“Alright sir.” I say flashing him a smile.

When I made my way back to my dorm room I was surprised to see Kelvin sitting there on the couch.

“Oh… hey Kelvin… where is Quinn?” I asked.

“He aint here.” He said. I almost forgot how deep his voice was.

“How did you get in here then?” I asked.

He stood up from the couch and walked over towards me and said, “I thought you didn’t like dudes takin’ advantage of you?” He asked ignoring my question. “I saw you last night. I guess all that shit Quinn told me was the truth.” He said.

That was the most he ever said to me…..

“Well Quinn actually woke me up to the truth. I’m sorry if what you saw last night changed your perspective of me, I’m still the same person just….. With… needs.” I say not knowing how to explain it.

“In dat case, I aint feelin’ guilty no mo then.” Kelvin brought down his shorts and pulled out his very long, uncut, massively fat, and not even semi hard dick out of his pants and let it lay on his thigh like a third leg. He was much longer than I imagined…. longer than Quinn and it wasn’t hard!!!

My mouth dropped to the floor, staring at his massive piece. “I got class in thirty minutes. Suck it, fuck it and imma roll out.” He said. Well that was straight to the point….

I got on my knees and picked up his very smooth soft dick and began to lick the shaft up and down. I wanted so much to spend the whole fuckin’ day and just worship this enormous cock but I knew he had to go soon. I decided to make this one unforgettable blowjob for Kelvin.

I took his long arrow shaped head in my mouth and began sucking him the best I could. I wasn’t expecting to here him moan since he was such a quiet guy, but when I did that only made me suck him harder. There was no possible way I would ever fit the whole length of this guys cock down my throat, his moans let me know that I was doing great.

His dick felt amazing going down my throat. I slurped and sucked him loudly through the room. I pulled the rest of his boxers down and out flopped his huge horse balls that match his dick. This guy was truly unbelievable. I had to have Kelvin fuck me with this thing!

“Kelvin please fuck me…. I want it inside me.” I say.

“All of it?” He asked.

“As much as you can give me.” I say.

“We gotta make it quick though.” he said.

Kelvin didn’t know how experience my new pussy was on a big cock like this, I knew this would be a great surprise for him.

I led him over to the couch and I figured the best way to take him was me being in control. He kicked off his shorts but kept his long t-shirt on unfortunately and pointed his dick up in the air. It looked like a missile ready to launch… big black and shiny.

I went back to sucking him applying more spit on his dick as lube and squeezed out just enough of his precum to mix with it. Once I was satisfied, I got on top of him and rubbed my ass lips on his dick. This wasn’t going to be too hard because he wasn’t fat. It was the length I was worried about.

I grabbed his shoulders and forced myself down on his cock, feeling no pain, but mainly pressure building as inch by inch of his huge cock buried its way inside me. It was so big that I a new area of pleasure opened up inside me, where no one else had reached. I shout out loud feeling the pain finally get to me.

“Fuck… Damn….. Oh shit…” Kelvin said. I glanced down at him noticing the “In shock” expression on his face. I stopped moving down waiting for the pain to stop, then slowly slid down until I could take no more.

“Keep going.” He said. “You almost got it all.”

“I can’t my ass feels so full! It won’t go any further.” I say. “Damn that’s a shame…. I aint neva had anybody take dis much. Imma have ta fuck wit you more offen!” Kelvin said. He grabbed my ass and began to lift me up and down his dick.

“Oh my God…. This is so fuckin’ crazy!” I shout. It felt like his cock was in my stomach, but it felt sooooooooooo fuckin’ amazing! I really wish this moment was on camera! I rode Kelvin’s long black cock up and down, I made sure to use some ass tricks on his dick, squeezing and milking like it was my throat.

“Dayum boi! Ride dat muthafuckin’ dick!” He shouted, he slapped my ass and grabbed my dick, which I was totally not expecting. This was the most animated I had ever seen Kelvin before. I think I just brought out the freak in him…….

I continued to ride him up and down until he stopped me and flipped me over on my back. Instead of sliding his dick back in my ass he stood over my face and made me suck him off again. I tilted my head back on the couch and he fed his cock down my throat. I looked up at him, he was smiling like he hit the jackpot.

I reached down with my hand felt around my ass. The hole was deep, it was steaming hot and some of our juices were leaking out on my fingers. I used it to jack myself off. I slurped and gagged on his dick trying to go deeper his moans got louder.

“Dawg Imma nutt all ova yo’ face.” he said.

I watched him taking long strokes up and down his long, veiny cock and I just had to taste him.

“I wanna taste it dude. Give me your fuckin’ load Kelvin.” After that was said, he made a very loud grunt, scaring me a little, his load came spewing out at my face like a damn geyser.

“OHhhhhHhh…..FFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!….. GOODDD DAAAMMMNN!!!!” He shouts he pointed his dick away from my face and sprayed the rest on my chest. This load was fuckin’ unreal……

I was in complete and total shock from the amount of cum that came out of his bull balls. My face was fuckin’ glazed like a donut, and my body felt like I spilled some warm syrup on me. This should have totally gone on tape….

His breathing was still intense and laid next to me on the couch, while I sat there with his cum still plastered on my face like a mask, still in shock that this just happened.

“Yo’ heres some tissues.” Kelvin said, then he laughed. I couldn’t help but to laugh too, “I’m gonna need more then just a few tissues.” I said.

I gathered up some from my cheek and tasted his gooey sweetness.

“Lemme get you a towel.” Kelvin said getting up from the chair. I used my hand and scooped it up from around my chest and tasted it again. It was like eating warm custard from a donut except this was from a beautiful black man, which is way better!

He gave me the towel and sat back down and I wiped my face off. I finally got a view of the mess he made all over me and the floor, and some on the couch.

“Dude, this should have been on camera! What the hell was I thinking?” I say.

“No man, no cameras for me.” He said.

“Why not? This is awesome porn material. YOU are awesome porn material…. they need you man!” I say while wiping myself down.

“Naw man can’t do that, I’m tryna be a teacher, that shit ain’t gon slide if somebody find out.” He said.

“Really?” I say. “I didn’t know that, what school are you looking to teach at?” I ask growing curious.

“I can’t tell you that, you prolly think I’m crazy for sayin it.” He said.

“Why would I think that? What are you… like a Sewing teacher or some shit?” I ask trying to be funny.

“Not even close. Imma let you guess.” Kelvin said.

He got up and started putting his clothes back on.

“Psychology? Gym? Science? Math?!” I named off. I starting to get a little irritated after naming a bunch of stuff and none of it was right.

“Were you going?” I ask noticing him walking to the door.

“I got class remember? I’ll check you later.” he said.

“Wait, so your not gonna tell me at all?” I ask. He stopped and contemplated for a second.

“Aight, I’ll give you a clue… I’ll be teachin’ at a church near you.” Then he smiled.

My mouth dropped, “Your going to be a Preacher?” I ask. “Yup, its in my blood. My dad’s a Rev at my church… I’m the next in line. See ya kid.”

I sat there speechless not knowing what to think. Maybe this was sign that I should start going back to church again…..

END of Part 15!

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