8 comments/ 68894 views/ 76 favorites Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 01 By: JKendallDane 8===> Waking up to a whole new beginning Author's note: For those of you that have been emailing and leaving messages on other stories...Pizza Boy is finally back! More chapters are still being added and new twists and drama for the boys will be coming. For those of you reading this series for the first time, I hope you will enjoy it as much as I have had while writing it. * * * * * Joshua James Thomas's eyes fluttered slightly as he began to awaken. Much like every other morning since blossoming into puberty though, he kept them closed as his right hand automatically slipped beneath the thin cotton sheet covering him and ran down across his hairless chest and tummy in search of the hardness that never failed to be between his legs at daybreak. After pushing his pure white briefs down over his full ball sac, he wrapped his fist around his seven inch shaft and slowly began to work himself. Squeezing off his morning wood had become as much a daily morning ritual as brushing his teeth and taking a shower. Just as he allowed a soft moan to escape his lips, he kicked off the sheet and began to take longer, quicker strokes. A millisecond later, a pillow bounced off his head followed with "Damn Josh! At least wait until I hit the shower before you jack off dude!" It was at that point that Josh remembered that he no longer enjoyed the privacy of the over-the-garage bedroom secluded from the rest of his family in the home he had grown up and come of age in; but was...as of yesterday...sharing a cramped dorm room on the University of West Florida campus with another freshman by the name of Ryan Barone. Even though they came from vastly different backgrounds, Ryan and Josh seemed to be a good match...especially after their into-the-wee-hours chat fest they had shared the previous evening after settling into the room they would split for the next nine months. "Man! I am really sorry." Josh sputtered as he rapidly pulled the sheet back over most of his 5' 8" semi-nakedness and began to blush. "I am just so used to nobody being around and enjoying a morning whack session, that I forgot I wasn't living at home anymore." He didn't explain to Ryan that he was certain a good portion of the steel rod his cock had become overnight, was due to the fantasies he had after watching his new roomie strip down to his boxer briefs and stretch his six foot tall slender frame seductively on the bed that was only four foot from his own as they talked for hours before falling asleep. Although a total virgin, Josh had moved to almost complete acceptance that his attraction to other guys was as natural as the thunderous orgasms that attraction created when he masturbated. Still completely closeted to his family and friends back home, he was certain of two things: he was gay, and the higher education he was just beginning would also include much more than just "book learnin'" as his rural farmer dad referred to college. Ryan swung the long firm legs that went along with his swimmer's build over the bed and grabbed a towel as he stood up. He ruffled Josh's hair as he walked by him and was sporting what was obviously equally hard morning wood of his own. Ryan jostled his package and said "I'll take an extra 10 minutes in the shower with this and you can finish what you had started buddy," before strutting to the door and into the hallway towards the joint bathroom they shared with three other rooms. Josh allowed his hand to stealthily return to his own still throbbing bulge as he watched Ryan's firm ass cheeks shift back and forth behind the tight blue boxer briefs as he walked out the door. As soon as the door snapped shut, Josh whipped aside the sheet again and closed his eyes as he began to methodically continue his long standing morning habit. After a few minutes of pleasuring himself and with thoughts that bounced between memories of Rob; his best friend all thru high school; and the visual of his new roommate stroking in the shower just beyond the dorm room wall his bed sat against...he began to feel the familiar tingle of an impending eruption. He cupped his balls with his left hand as they began to draw up. The thumb of his right one was used to massage the oozing pre over his mushroom and tease the sensitive slit. Simultaneously, he was tightening the hold on the base with his ring and pinky finger to prolong the feelings from the unstoppable flow that was forcing its way thru his grip. His hips suddenly bucked skyward from the bed and a very vocal but subdued "Ohhh fuucckkk!!!" escaped from his throat as the first rope launched from his manhood and flew over his head. It was followed by two more that landed on his forehead and chin. Josh's strokes were at a feverish pitch now and he pulled three more wads of life juice up his shaft and opened his eyes in time to see them splatter his boyish chest and tummy. That brought on a long string that globbed onto his fuzzy happy trail and a final one that mixed with his thick dark blond pubes. As his toes uncurled and his legs and hips settled back to being flat on the bed, he worked out one last large dribble and re-closed his eyes to relax into the euphoria that always followed his massive orgasms. Knowing that Ryan was due back at any moment, Josh couldn't permit himself the typical cigarette and five minutes of afterglow he normally enjoyed and grabbed the tee shirt laying on the floor beside the bed to begin his cleanup. His timing was impeccable as the doorknob begin to turn just as he pulled the waistband of his tighty-whities over his now flaccid tool and dropped the sticky wet shirt back to the floor. Ryan had that tell-tale "Oh hell yeah, me too!" look of satisfaction on his face as he sat down on the bed across from Josh. He then began to snicker as a huge grin crept across his face. Josh's confused look was replaced with deep blushing again as Ryan matter-of-factly stated "Dude! You have to be proud to be able to shoot like that, but shit...get that cum out of your hair and wipe the wad off the wall before it leaves a big stain!" Although embarrassed by his roomie's bluntness, Josh couldn't help but join in the laughter with Ryan as he shrugged and dabbed the large blob from his hair and wiped off the huge splotch on the wall. His laughter morphed into a wide smile as he realized that without a doubt, he had just experienced one of the largest orgasms of his life and his roommate was being cool enough to joke about it. Even with every indication being that Ryan was totally straight, Josh's thought at that moment was: 'Yeppers...looks like this dorm match will work out...maybe even better than it started.' * * * * * Josh's first week on campus had been a mixture of rushing about to find buildings; get books for his classes picked up; getting the schedule down to memory; realizing that most every professor went into full teaching mode on day two at the latest; and making a few new friends. He also succumbed to another typical frosh habit: partying far too much at night as they discovered the freedom of living away from home for the first time. Although technically against the rules...and Florida law...beer was readily available in the freshman dorms, and it was even easier to find someone with a joint they would happily split. 'Oh yeah...this is the life,' was his attitude living in his mind by mid week. As the weekend approached, Josh had been invited to at least a half dozen different welcome-to-school parties where the booze and smoke would be plentiful. He would have to hope he could catch them late, since he was to begin his part time job at 6 PM Friday as a delivery driver for a pizza shop on the edge of campus. Even with student loans and the small scholarship he had snagged, Josh's rural farm family struggled to be able to cover the extra expenses like room & board and his car insurance, so he knew that a part time job was the only way he would have pocket & party money while in school. Rob's older brother, Tom, was a senior at UWF and got him in the door at a pizza shop he had worked for his first three years of college. Tom had convinced Josh that the potential for making $12 to $15 an hour with tips, part time, would provide the chance for more cash in his pocket than a full time one flipping burgers or bagging groceries at minimum wage. Plus, even with the bullshit car reimbursement rate the company paid, Josh's gas tank would almost always be full courtesy of someone else. That took care of another expense his family couldn't really afford. Tom's final convincing argument was "Where else can work for money that good and 45 minutes out of every hour, there is no boss looking over your shoulder and you can be listening to your favorite CDs?" All of that sold Josh even though he would be losing prime partying time while working the 6 pm to 2 am shift on weekends. The way Tom had told it, turned out to be true since by the time he had finished up at 10 PM on Sunday, he had over $125 in his pocket from tips, a full gas tank, a paycheck for another $100 coming the next Friday, and a free large pepperoni pie to munch on while he finished up his psych class assignment back at the dorm. Plus he had indeed spent the majority of the 20 hours he had worked the three days rocking out to his favorite tunes in his car. He smiled to himself as he realized all the perks far outweighed the initial negative reaction he had to continually hearing 'the pizza boy is here!' on almost every delivery. That reaction had morphed into acceptance and then even to yelling out 'Pizza boy at the door!' when the music was too loud at an address to hear his knock, or when he trotted into one of the frat houses. It didn't hurt any either, that his co-workers at the shop were all good looking other college guys and at least two were not only open about being gay, but were completely accepted by the others. Josh had also quickly developed the ability to check out the boxes and butts of hot customers, and being able to let his eyes drink in...without getting caught...a well-built frat boy standing at his room door in just tight boxer briefs. He grinned wider as he remembered one delivery where a total hunk of a grad student had whipped open the door of his off campus apartment totally naked and invited him in while he found his wallet. His crotched twitched as he remembered the hard core stroke session he had in bed the night after that delivery. Josh allowed his subconscious to wander even more as he lay flat on his stomach on the bed with Ryan snoring loudly from the other side of the room. 'Good money. Cool co-workers. Lots of time for tunes. Free food. And eye candy...really great eye candy! Yeah...that is where I need to be.' Thinking back to that evening's deliveries to cute guys made him push the textbook he had been immersed in to the side. He flipped over on his back; began squeezing the lump that had formed in his boxers; and decided to quickly pound one off before he began reading the chapter on Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs for his 10 AM Monday class. * * * * * By the end of his third week, things were working out almost perfectly for Josh. He and Ryan had gotten comfortable enough with each other, that the requirement for total privacy to take care of morning or late night erections wasn't such a big deal anymore...although he did have to be careful about how much he allowed himself to steal glances as Ryan stroked himself. From the ongoing discussions they had, Josh was almost completely certain that Ryan was terminally straight even though he did admit to a one-time circle jerk at Boy Scout camp when he was 15. Josh had intentionally avoided going into any detail about his own preferences and spoke only generically of his high school dating history. He did confess one night that he was a virgin, and for the next few days, Ryan seemed obsessed with convincing him how great it would be when Josh finally got laid the first time. He found it easier to simply grin and shake his head 'yes' when Ryan went into details of what to expect; rather than let his roomie know that the best first time he could imagine would be with someone as good looking and well built as he was. Even though he was still keeping his closet door tightly shut, Josh knew in his heart that it would only be a matter of time before he confided in Ryan. Classes were going equally as well for him; mainly because Josh had intentionally limited himself to a gravy schedule the first semester. He had been told...and accepted...that it would be very easy to fall into the freedom of being away from home party pattern and planned for it. Keeping up with his studies and assignments, some occasional partying, and adding in the extra time he found he was spending at work and the friendships that were developing there, would have made a tougher class load a royal pain in the ass . Plus the pizza shop had been so pleased with his work ethic, that they asked him to work two extra rush shifts during the week also. The 30 hours a week there; coupled with the after hours socialization time that tends to come with the job; made his decision to only take 12 hours the first term a good one. Not surprisingly, Josh had become quite close to Cody....the hunky 21 year old senior he drove with at the shop. Part of that came from the big brother, mentor friendship that Cody provided him with both work and school; but also the fact that Cody was completely comfortable about being openly gay. Josh knew that when he finally reached the coming out stage, that Cody would most likely be the first friend he would tell and lean on. A little part of him had to admit also, that he fantasized about Cody maybe being the one to bring his virginity to an end and more than a few times it was Cody that was in his mind when he pulled one off alone in bed. After learning the campus well and investing in a cheap GPS unit and good map to handle the off campus territory the shop serviced also, Josh quickly became very proficient at his job. Coupled with his boyish good looks, dark sandy blonde hair, a toothy white smile, and the almost always present 'life couldn't be better' demeanor; he became popular with the regulars both on and off the university grounds. About the only time he would change that happy-go-lucky image, was when a stoned frat guy would pat him on the ass and ask if he had brought the extra sausage; or he would have a private residence door open late at night and be met by 4 or 5 giggling high school freshmen girls in short teddies having a sleep over. The latter one simply drove him nuts because the female teenyboppers almost always did nothing but tease him mercilessly as they made him step inside while they took their time pooling their money to pay for the food. He learned rapidly to just play to their suggestive comments and found that usually nailed him a half decent tip along with an offer to come back after work...which he would never do, but hey...the job WAS about getting the tip. On the other hand, the first one would frustrate him because it did make his sausage hard and didn't know what to say to find out if the guy was serious. More than a few times, he had sat in his car rubbing the stiffy in his cargo shorts wondering what might have happened if the male customer was serious and he had said the right thing. Another thing Josh came to learn quickly about the pizza delivery business when it included a college campus, was that tips weren't always in cash. It wasn't at all unusual to be handed a cold beer or two instead of a couple of bucks; and at least a few times a week, a well rolled joint was included with payment for a pie. He was also introduced to the custom of drivers getting together after work and sharing their scores...which meant he often hit his dorm room with a nice mellow buzz. It was during one of those 2:30 AM parking lot smoke outs, that the first nails were loosened from his closet walls when he, Cody, and Bryan...a cute 20 year old junior that was also gay and out...decided to burn one more as the after work party began breaking up. As they sat at the old picnic table behind the shop away from the lights, and passed the blunt Cody had gotten tipped with at a delivery to the TKE house, Bryan leaned into Cody with a shotgun. Josh watched silently as they seemed to hold their lips together far longer than necessary to trade the drag. His eyes continued their lock on them as Bryan's hand slipped under Cody's work pullover and shamelessly rubbed his left pec. Cody responded by using his right hand to pull Bryan's head tighter to his and it became obvious that Bryan's tongue was following the smoke into Cody's mouth. After the longest and most erotic 15 seconds of his life as he stared at his two friends kissing, Josh heard Cody say "You delivered to those damn ATO teases tonight, didn't you?" "Oh yeah," came the reply. "That fucking, thinks-he-is-all-that, president of theirs answered his door in just a pair of red bikini briefs and wiggled his ass in my face while he claimed he was looking for his wallet." Bryan paused; glanced sideways at Josh; and continued, assuming the new guy was evidently willing to hear the entire story. "Then he pulled that tacky stunt where he starts to pay you and 'accidentally' drops two $20's on the floor; waits for you to kneel down to pick them up; rubs his bulge and says 'You can have both if you take care of this while you are down there pizza boy.'" Josh continued listening intently as Cody snickered and offered "He tried that one on me last Saturday night too. But I just leaned in and half kissed his pathetic little lump, stood up, slipped both twenties in my pocket, thanked him for the tip, and told him if he wanted the best blow job in town it would cost his spoiled rich ass another $50." Josh erupted into laughter with Bryan at that line...but he also noticed that he had gotten hard. He wasn't sure if it was from the visual the story had created, the buzz from the joint, or watching the real life kiss his buddies had traded. Most likely it was a combination of all three. Cody's hand dropped to Josh's shoulder and he said "I hope us talking like this doesn't bother you man...but hell...with your cute looks and that innocent country boy image, I bet you get hit on more than both me and Bryan." Josh blushed, lowered his eyes a little, and mumbled "I think I have been, but I am never sure if it just teasing." Cody squeezed his shoulder as he answered "Probably only about half the time Josh. Even the worst closet case frat boys have gaydar that works part of the time." Josh had noticed that Bryan's fingers had worked their way inside the leg of Cody's shorts as he spoke, and he was only partially prepared for Cody's next words. "You are gay too, aren't you, Josh?" Josh finally broke the momentary eerie silence of finally having the question being asked so bluntly about his preferences with a halting, muddled combination of "Well...I think. I mean...I might be. And well...maybe. Damn....I guess so. But I have never done anything with anyone. And...ummm...shit Codeman!" The heat in his cheeks said that the blushing that came with the words had to be a color of red to rival any fire truck. Cody shifted to big brother mode as he draped his arm over Josh's shoulder and stating, "It's OK buddy...I didn't mean to put you on the spot like that." The comforting squeeze Cody gave his shoulder and smile on his face, put one on Josh's face too. "You are a virgin, man? Serious? Never anything with another guy? Not even a little 'doing a favor for a bud' with your hand on a sleep over in high school?" Josh blushed again as he simply shook his head no in answer to the final question, but quickly managed to add "It's not like I haven't wanted to." A slightly evil grin appeared on his face as his cock twitched just thinking about it...and as he saw Bryan snuggle up against Cody and begin strumming his fingers along the inside of his long thighs. Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 01 The two of them spent the next 15 or 20 minutes recanting their first times to him; how it will happen when the time is right; to not be afraid of who he was; and that Josh could talk to them about anything. Cody began to finalize with "We are family, Josh...that is something you learn quickly as you start coming out...and we take care of each other, so don't be afraid to ask us anything you want to anytime." The serious look on Cody's face slowly changed to a big grin as he tacked on "And dude! A cute, young, virgin pizza boy is the hottest commodity there is in the business...gay or straight! Work it for the big tips!" As the laughter from all three died down from the last comment, Bryan blatantly grabbed Cody's box and lustily whispered "I am so boned up from playing virgin all night, that I really need some dick. Let's go back to your place stud." Cody cupped the swelling in Bryan's cargos as all of them stood up. "Sounds good to me sexy," and winked at Josh. "See you tomorrow...if Bry lets me out of bed." It was a quick set of goodbyes as it was obvious to Josh that the party was over and they split up...Bryan's car following Cody's and Josh heading back to his dorm where he knew he would be naked in bed and pounding himself within seconds to the mental vision of his two friends together. All in all, now...it seemed as if Josh's transition from 'barefoot-country-boy-with-cheeks-of-tan', to 'busy-working-college-gay-man-in-the-city' was going well...he just had to get thru the constant horniness and naiveté that plagued him. * * * * * It had been a long night and all Josh was interested in, was dropping off the last delivery and then heading for his dorm room to smoke the joint the frat guys had tipped him with. Being just 18 and a brand new freshman, he hadn't developed a decent connection yet and those freebies from the ATOs were always appreciated. It was just minutes before midnight when Josh pulled up in front of the little cottage style house on the edge of campus that looked like every other cottage style house on the street that had been converted to rentals over the years. They were small and usually occupied by seniors or grad students with enough money to live on their own or move their girlfriends in with them. In any case, they tended to tip better than most students and he was hoping for one more decent cash score before heading on to the dorm. Hitting the front porch at full trot, he made sure his cut offs and tight tee looked reasonably respectable before knocking on the door. It was just a few seconds before the door popped open and standing there in just boxers was the quarterback from the college's championship football team. "Glad to see ya dude...I have got a serious case of the munchies," spilled from between his full lips as they grew into that telltale stoner's grin which showed off his perfect white teeth. "I think I can take care of you man," was about all I could get out of my mouth since his imposing jock body and near total nakedness had me blushing. "Looks like it's a total of $19.40 to cure them" He grinned again and said "Come on in while I find my wallet" and I stepped inside the compact front room with a breakfast bar separating it from the efficiency kitchen. "On the counter cool for you?" I asked as he picked up a pair of jeans from the floor and dug out his wallet. "Sure buddy," was his simple reply. I dropped the box on the counter and turned to have him standing right next to me with a twenty in his hand. "Sorry, but it is all I have until I hit an ATM in the morning. I hate not tipping you guys well, and didn't realize I was that broke. If a beer is cool, I can do that and catch you next time instead...unless you want to split a bowl of some serious weed." The stoner grin crept across his face again. "Well hell, man...how about both and we'll call it even?" I asked while returning the grin. He laughed and said "Cool...grab one from the fridge and make yourself at home while I pack one up." I snatched a Miller Lite from the Frigidaire and then flopped down next to him on the couch watching him as he filled the bowl. "You are Tony Snow aren't you?" I asked knowing damn well who he was but figured an ego stroke for him was a good move towards a guy who was ready to fix me up with a good buzz. "Yeah man...that's me. What's your name?" "Josh," I replied. "Josh Thomas." Then I added "It's nice to meet you and I really appreciate the set of tips too," as I opened the beer and took the first tug at it. While handing me the bowl after taking the first hit, Tony said "Well enjoy it but go easy...that is some serious smoke." I took it from his hand and inhaled deep trying to prove that I was no newbie to good pot and immediately started to choke. "Da-damn! That is some strong shit Tony!" I sputtered as I tried to hold it in. Laughing, he looked at me and said "I warned ya buddy." My next hit was a much lighter one and I handed the bowl back to him while I let it filter to my waiting lungs. He took another hit and passed it back saying "It's killer and it's quick too...instant bake." I readily took the bowl, and hit it again even though I was already feeling the effect of the best pot I had ever smoked. I grinned and started to pass it to Tony again, but he stopped me and said "Finish it off. I am already flying fine." I pressed it to my lips one more time and then leaned back on the couch with my eyes closed, letting the numbness overtake my entire body. "I'm telling you Tony; this the quickest and best buzz I've ever gotten. Thanks so much" "Well dude...I ran pies my freshman year too, and know that a fine smoke is almost as good as cash. I'll even roll you up a joint for later so that I feel like I have tipped you right." I snickered and said "Hell, I will be buzzing till morning it feels like. But a wake-and-bake of this stuff would make my 9:00 English Lit class go much better too. I just hope I can even drive home OK." "Well, I don't want you to take any chances Josh...crash on my couch if you want." "You serious, Tony? Cause I am so fucked up right now, I know I can't drive for shit." "Sure...just make yourself at home and I'll get you some stuff." I watched as Tony trotted thru the doorway of his bedroom and reappeared almost immediately with a big pillow. He tossed it at me and then followed up with a sheet. I kicked off my shoes as he settled into the only other chair in the room after turning off the light. "Go ahead and stretch out buddy...I wanna watch a little TV before I hit bed." I slid my tee over my head, dropped my shorts and flopped myself lengthwise on the couch as the TV flickered to life. Looked like Tony had been watching porn before I got there as the screen filled with a chick on her knees sucking a guy off. I fixated on the scene and felt my crotch start to twitch immediately thanks to the good buzz. I glanced over at Tony as I pulled the sheet over my hips to hide my growing woody. He was locked in watching the action but his boxers were showing a rather large, sudden tent also. My eyes went back to the screen and tried to will my own thick seven down to no avail. "Hope you don't mind a little smut...I want to get good and hard before beating off." "Ummm...sure...no problem. I mean I can go stand outside and smoke a cig or two if you want some privacy" I sputtered, not sure what to do. "Nah buddy...that's not necessary...just lay back and enjoy your buzz. I'll be completely horned up in a few minutes. It's just how I unwind so I can sleep." I was completely boned myself and tempted to hit Tony's bathroom for a little quick relief, but instead, just closed my eyes trying to find sleep. In a moment or two I heard a soft moan, and peered thru my slits at Tony who now had his hand down in his boxers obviously working a very large tool. He glanced at me and evidently thinking I was asleep, slid his boxers down and started stroking a cock that must have been 8" long and was thicker than mine. I stifled a gasp and squeezed myself. I couldn't believe that he was pounding off with me just a few feet away. I decided my only hope was to stop watching both the movie and him and rolled over on my back pretending to be asleep. It never crossed my mind that my own rod was at full attention and raising the thin sheet on top of me enough to be easily noticed. The room stayed silent except for the moaning and slurping sounds coming from the TV which only made me hornier. I wanted to pump my dick so badly, but kept waiting for Tony to go to his room. Finally I heard him get up and peeked out to see him instead standing over me with his huge dripping cock in his hand. I realized he was staring at the tented sheet over my crotch and there was nothing I could do but lay there as he ran his eyes up and down my half covered body. A quick glance at my face in the dark let him think I was asleep and he dropped his hand from his tool to the sheet and slowly pulled it down so that my now over loaded tighty-whities were exposed. His finger reached out and traced my throbbing dick thru the cotton and it twitched from the touch. He looked back at my face and then back to running his finger along my pulsing shaft...stopping only to rub his thumb over the newly forming wet spot where the head was. I wanted to scream in ecstasy, but remained perfectly still...although a small moan did escape from my lips. The finger that was exploring my crotch suddenly moved up and across my stomach...then to my chest and on to my face where it was pressed against my lips. I could taste my own precum on it and let my lips fall open without thinking. The finger slipped inside and rubbed the stickiness on my tongue. Still not moving or letting on that I was actually awake, I could tell that Tony had stepped closer to me and his dick was only inches from where he had his finger. I could smell him completely and then a drop of his man juice dropped on my cheek. He wiped it up with his finger and slide it into my mouth again. I couldn't help but take it from him. "You are such a cute guy...I hope you don't mind," I heard him say under his breath just as I felt his hardness slide across my lips and force them open. As much as I wasn't sure about all this, my lips parted and let him in...first just the head, and then inch by inch ever so slowly almost half of his fleshy manhood. My mouth had taken control of my brain as I let this jock stud push into me. "Oh fuck yes, Josh. Your mouth is so good," was the next thing I heard as Tony's hand went to the back of my head. He lightly moaned and throatily gasped "This could only be better if you were awake and into it too," as he pulled me gently up on his sword. I was far too horned to make any objection at this point and let my eyes flutter a little as he slowly pumped in and out. Thru the slits I could see him watching my face and I decided to just go with it. I had always wondered what sucking another guy's dick would be like, and I am pretty sure that this well built hunk wasn't going to let me stop at this point anyway. I flipped open my eyelids at the same time I locked down on him and began to move my head in rhythm with his hips. I stared up thru the thick pubes that were surrounding his tree trunk...up across the fuzzy treasure trail, across his hard six pack to his bulging pecs and finally letting our eyes meet...grinning best I could with my mouth fully packed with jock cock. Tony stared back and grinned too....right before he buried himself past my tonsils and into my now willing throat. "Oh yeah Josh boy...suck me like I want you to! Swallow that big fucking tool all the way!" My own crotched jumped as he started talking to me and I grabbed his tight ass cheeks to pull him into me even deeper. I gagged but didn't let loose as he crawled up on my chest and began humping my face. I grabbed my own dick and started fisting it trying to match the stud's strokes. I had never been so boned in my life and the first cock ever in my mouth was making me hornier with every movement. I wanted him and all of him...and I wanted to bust my full balls too. I could feel him get tense and knew that he was close to unloading the heavy balls that had been banging on my chin. His rod was throbbing on my tongue and I was anxious to get my first taste of cum shooting across it. I started stroking myself faster wanting to experience having my throat filled with hot juice at the same time I exploded too. But suddenly, his hand wrapped around mine and he whispered "Not yet baby." Seconds later, he arched his back and screamed as the first wad of thick cum coated my throat...the next drenched my tongue as he pulled out...and then three more huge blasts splattered my face, hair, and dripped on my chest as he finished off with his own hand. He grinned while wiping his cum drenched fingers across my lips as he said "You've got one fucking hot talented mouth Josh." I appreciated the compliment, but had only done what seemed natural. I let my eyes say 'thanks' and do the smiling as I flicked my tongue out to snag the last huge drip oozing from his slit. I inhaled his thick mushroom one more time to clean the last of his jis from the under the ridge. I was laying there soaked in jock juice...this hunk looking down as he straddled my ears, and wanting to get off myself so bad....when he leaned in and planted the most passionate kiss possible on my lips and slipped his tongue inside my mouth as I fed him his juices I was holding. It was then that he reached down again and gently squeezed my pulsing balls and whispered: "Got one more tip for you pizza boy...it's your turn. Follow me to the bedroom and let me take care of emptying those with my throat." Since the customer is always right...I followed him. * * * * * I tried to sneak into the dorm room around 4:30 in the morning, without waking Ryan, but he busted me when he rolled over in bed and whipped off an exaggerated "SOME-body got lucky last night!" I was certain the comment was said loud enough for half the dorm floor to hear. I just blushed and dropped face down into the pillow on my bed with nothing more than a mumbled "Mffbbghhgmm" as an answer. I wanted to tell my roomie the story, but couldn't. First off, I was no where near ready to throw open my closet door with Ryan. Secondly, I had to protect Tony's rep on campus. And lastly, I was feeling a little ashamed since the tryst had been little more than a one night stand and I knew it. Sure the sex was great and Tony was a serious hunk. I didn't intend to stay a virgin forever, but I also hoped my first time would be a little more special and intimate. I guess I was still an incurable romantic at heart. It was just how I was raised and being gay didn't change my core values. All votes and comments appreciated. Watch for chapter two!