3 comments/ 34567 views/ 15 favorites Student Seeks Student Ch. 01 By: willmasonwillmason After living with 3 roommates freshman year, I decided to rent a tiny efficiency apartment for the next year, and finally have some privacy. The place was all I needed, although it was a little odd to live in what amounted to a hotel room with a small kitchen on one side. The main reason I wanted privacy was to explore some sexual urges I had been having since senior year of high school -- without broadcasting anything to the world, at least until I figured out where I fit on the straight-bi-gay continuum. Since tenth grade, I had found it relatively easy to get with girls, especially if I listened to what they wanted to talk about and acted like I was real interested. I developed the reputation as a nice guy, unlike some of the braggers and assholes who were only interested in themselves. I had girlfriends, but none that lasted over a few months; I preferred to see different people and have new experiences. But I always parted as friends, and even old girlfriends said I was a good guy but just not ready to settle down. I liked sex with girls, especially exotic looking ones with different ethnic backgrounds. The contrast of my white skin against a coffee colored female body was such a turn on. But with one exception, none of the girls I had sex with -- whether one-night hook ups, or girlfriends of many months -- gave decent head. Most tried to please me for a few minutes at least, but it was clear they just didn't really like having a dick in their mouths and really didn't like pre-cum or cum. Needless to say, this was not entirely satisfying. I became pretty obsessed with oral sex. I realized that whenever I jacked off to porn, I sought out blowjob scenes, especially scenes where some pretty babe took a load of jizz on her tongue and hungrily gulped it down. I always got a great nut, shooting my load just as the guy on the computer screen started erupting into the girl's mouth. Always an analytical type, I tried to figure out why I was so focused on it (other than it had become kind of a taboo, in that the girls I was fucking were so uninterested). The private school I went to 10th-12th grade was very avant-garde, with lots of students who were into various forms of art. Our school always won state-wide competitions for original plays and acting. I took a more balanced curriculum, but hung out with the drama crowd. I gravitated to them at first because the girls who were into plays and film were a lot less hung up about sex. I ended up hooking up with lots of them, even girls a year older sometimes. One night during senior year, after smoking a good deal of weed with a small group from that crowd, I ended up at Joey Rivera's, where we often gathered in his basement. His folks didn't care if we smoked and had a few beers; I think they liked it that they always knew where their son was when his friends all came over. I was too wasted to drive anywhere. I texted my dad that I was staying over at a friend's house and he was cool with it. As the crowd thinned out, Joey and I popped another beer and channel surfed through the late night wasteland. Joey, whose real name was Jose, was a super-friendly guy who was really popular with the ladies. We had been friends since sophomore year and could talk about anything. After all the girls left, we started comparing notes on the girls we had hooked up with. We were each jealous of a couple of girls the other had enjoyed, and Joey asked me "If you don't mind telling me, is Nicole worth my recent fantasies?" "Well, it depends on what twisted little scene you've been playing out in your head, with your cock in your hand." We both laughed and Joey rolled his eyes as if looking heaven-ward, saying, "You don't want to know how many times I've jerked off thinking about those luscious lips sucking my dick." "Hate to break it to you, Joey, but while she's one hell of a fuck, she doesn't give head worth a damn." "I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, buddy." Then the conversation quickly turned to the topic I had been obsessing about: do any girls give a decent BJ. I was so glad to finally get to talk about it with someone. Joey and I went through a list of girls we "knew" in the biblical sense. While sucking skills varied, we agreed that not a single girl we had hooked up with ever approached the things you can see in even your average porn flick. As the conversation turned even more graphic, Joey walked to the fridge for two more beers and said: "Dude, I've been getting blowjobs since ninth grade, some I'm none too proud of, but those kind of porno-BJs just don't exist in our little town." "Yeah, why is that? I love eating a nice trimmed pussy as much as anything, the messier the better, so why wouldn't they want to return the favor?" "Dude," Joey said, "because they don't have the right equipment. All the gay dudes say guys suck cock better because they have one." Whoa! Now the stoned and drunk conversation had taken a turn to a topic I had never discussed with anyone. I was higher than I had gotten in many months and I just went with it: "Well, that makes sense I guess. I've never has a guy suck my dick. All I have had is half-ass head from girls who saw it as a necessary evil, or a way to get something else that they want." "Dude," Joey said slowly and in a much lower voice, "I keep it real down low, you know, but I trust you. I let Tommy suck my cock sometimes. Shit I can't believe I just told you that." Shocked but not wanting to show it, I said: "It's cool, bro -- our secret. But now that it's out, I'll tell you one. I'm curious as hell. What's it like?" "It's the bomb, man. Gay dudes love sucking cock for the sake of sucking cock. They enjoy it," He dragged out the word "enjoy" to make his point. "Seriously, how did that ever happen the first time?" Joey proceeded to tell me the story of how Tommy, a masculine and attractive guy we both had hung around with all year, had asked him one night if he wanted a blowjob. They had been doing some molly and all inhibitions were down. Joey said he was a bit taken aback at first, but tried not to show it because he didn't want Tommy to think he was judgmental or anything. "So when I didn't freak out or anything, but said something noncommittal, like 'well that's not an offer I hear every day,' -- Tommy took that as a go-ahead. We were sitting right here on this couch and he just reached over and started playing with my junk through my shorts." "Fuck! That's wild. OK now you gotta tell me the whole story." Joey continued: "Now I was at the crossroads, and I swear I wasn't thinking about whether I was turned off by a gay move, but all I could think of was not offending Tommy after he had gone out on a limb like that." "Of course, you had done enough molly where all you could feel was love and warmth, right?" Joey went on: "Exactly! My first thought was that if I push his hands away, he'll get his feelings hurt and things will be really awkward. But while I hesitated, he was playing with my dick and it started to feel like really good. So I stretched my legs apart more, put my hands behind my neck and just let it happen." "And?" "Like I said, it was the fucking bomb. He peeled my gym shorts and boxers down, and I guess the molly kept me from getting instantly hard, but it sprang to life as soon as he took my whole cock down in one gulp. I gotta tell you, dude, it was the best head ever. I was hooked." Joey went on to tell me exactly how Tommy sucked his cock and then swallowed his load. Ever since that night, he and Tommy had a deal: Tommy wouldn't bug Joey or anything but whenever Joey wanted to get sucked off, he texted Tommy and said "what up." That was the signal. I was the only other person who knew about it. Joey wasn't interested in returning the favor and Tommy didn't ask; he was much more into sucking. The arrangement worked great for both guys. Joey said he was obviously not completely straight or he wouldn't be getting his dick sucked by a guy at least once a week, but he had no desire to do anything else with a guy. Joey preferred girls, but said it was damn convenient to get great head, on call, whenever he was horned up. He said it made him a much better lover actually, as he would sometimes go get a blowjob before going out with some girl he was fucking, then he could last a lot longer. I needed to process all this and must have passed out on the couch because that's where I woke up the next morning. Joey was already in the shower and when he came out, he said "our secret, right?" I nodded and said "Of course, man. I may ask you to see if I could get in on it sometime though." "Anytime, dude. You'd be as amazed as I was. Whole different ball game." Senior year flew by and I never did ask Joey to approach Tommy about blowing me. I thought about it a lot, but was just too timid I guess. Or maybe I was afraid of what doors I might be opening. Summer was a blur of work and preparing to go off to college in a distant state. I had two girls I could have sex with pretty much whenever I wanted, and that helped me hold down my fantasies about having a guy suck my dick. Freshman year was not the time to explore that fantasy. We had four guys in a two-bedroom suite and there was rarely even enough privacy to jack off. I found a crowd I liked to hang with, and despite the logistical difficulties, managed to get laid off and on too. But the story Joey told me was never too far from my thoughts about sex. I moved into my efficiency in mid August, a couple of weeks before classes started. I told my folks I needed to get back to get the jump on finding a part-time job, which was at least partly true. None of my friends were back yet. A few nights after I moved in, I was surfing Craigslist late at night and nursing a bottle of tequila. The men-seeks-women and women-seeks-men posts were boring and I decided to take a peek at the "Casual Encounters" ads. I had glanced at the "men-seek-men" page before a few times but usually was turned off by all the anal sex talk and some of the bizarre shit some gay dudes were into. But tonight was different. After wading through some pretty gross stuff ("taking anonymous loads" and the like), an ad posted yesterday, caught my attention: "College student seeks same for mutually beneficial arrangement. Str8 acting white guy, 22, toned and attractive, seeks one str8 dude to blow. Not interested in gay guys, but looking to find a guy who needs head and isn't getting it from GF. No strings. No drama. No recip required. DDF here and you must be too. Pics once a connection is made. Take a chance. Why not?" I had an old Yahoo email that I used for porn and things that I did not want in my regular in-box. On a whim, I logged in and sent a reply to the guy who posted that ad: "Str8 19 yr old, white, 6 foot 2 and 175, good shape, never done anything with a guy but curious about getting head from a dude." I had my computer set to "ding" when I got a new email and within about 20 minutes, the guy wrote back. We went to Yahoo chat and explored the situation further. It turned out he was a senior and had a suck buddy last year who had now graduated and taken a job in New York. He was looking to replace the guy and wasn't looking for a relationship or anything. I explained I liked sex with girls, but wanted to see if guys gave superior head. A long chat session ensued, in which he assured me it was true. His name was Paul and he liked to suck cock, but hated the gay scene. We swapped photos, just a body shot (no face) at first. I liked what I saw and he did too, so we then sent face pics. So far so good. We talked about what he was looking for and it sounded a lot like Tommy's deal with Joey: text me when you want head and if it's convenient, it's a go. After another shot of tequila, I decided to take the plunge. It was almost 1 am and the streets were empty since the start of classes was still two weeks away. I wasn't about to drive, but hopped on my bike. Paul lived a short ride away in some nice apartments with a pool and tennis court. I walked up the flight of stairs and got up the courage to knock on his door. Paul opened the door and I think we were both pleasantly surprised at each other's appearance. Paul was maybe 5'10", lean like a runner and had a nice smile. He had short dark hair and looked like the young professional he would be as soon as he graduated. Paul said "come on in" and offered me a beer. His place was sweet: big flat screen TV, great music system and better furniture than most college kids had. Paul was in the engineering school and said he studies all the time. I sat down next to him on his couch and he asked if I smoked. We took a hit off a small pipe he kept in a coffee table drawer and made small talk. I asked him about his buddy who graduated and it turned out it had been a two-year arrangement that both of them loved. His friend was a straight dude who had a girlfriend but she couldn't keep up with the guy's sex drive. Paul was the perfect outlet. I told him what had made me curious and gave him some more details about my buddy Joey's sweet deal with Tommy. Paul reached over and touched my thigh, and my cock stated to grow. He rubbed my leg and inched closer to my crotch, which was now visibly bulging. "I've gotta see what kind of prize you have for me here," he said as he pulled my shorts off. I lifted up to ease them off and was sitting bare-assed on his couch, my hard on pointing straight up. I took off my t-shirt and Paul moved over to the coffee table, so he was sitting in front of me, between my legs. I kicked off my shoes. All I was wearing was my white ankle socks. Paul slowly stroked up and down the length of my cock, then leaned over and took the head into his mouth. He wetly engulfed my 7 inches until his chin was resting on my balls, the started the slow up and down, in and out sucking of my dreams. This guy was amazing, his mouth at once velvety smooth and yet deliciously wet. Unlike the reluctant head I had received from so many girls, Paul relished sucking cock and obviously took great pleasure himself in sucking my dick. There was nothing mechanical about this blowjob; he varied it endlessly and gently played with my balls while he sucked. I was in heaven. I remembered what Joey had said about the first time Tommy sucked him off, a scene I had relived many times jerking off. I put my hands behind my head like Joey had reported he had done and leaned back, reveling in the exquisite pleasure I was receiving. I watched Paul work and marveled at how much he was enjoying himself. "What do you think?" he asked in between plunges down to the balls that made me involuntarily thrust my hips forward to bury my bone in his mouth. "Unfuckingbelievable" was all I could say. After about 15 minutes of mind-altering pleasure, I started to feel the first rumblings of the eruption that was to come. As my hips thrust more rhythmically with his sucking, Paul sped up a little and worked my balls in time to his sensational sucking. I figured he would either warn me not to shoot in his mouth -- or that he wanted it. I said nothing to break the spell. It was obvious we were approaching my point of no return. Paul's eagerness was a huge turn-on and it soon told me there was no way this guy was going to pull off when I started to shoot. He was showing that he wanted that cum shooting in his mouth. It was going to be his reward for a job beautifully done. We built into a crescendo and just as I thrust my hips forward and started to shoot huge gobs of jizz into his mouth, Paul took me deeper than ever before while hungrily swallowing. My cock continued to shoot out his creamy reward, blast after blast. I felt like I came for a full minute. As I was coming down from the best orgasm of my life, breathing like I had just run the 100 yard dash, Paul slowly licked and cleaned every drop of cum off my cock. He then gently squeezed the last droplets from me and licked them off with a look of pure bliss on his face. Still fully dressed, Paul got up and returned with a warm towel, which he used to further clean and pamper my still huge but softening cock. "Thank you," he said, "I needed that." "Thank you as well. I am so stunned I don't know what else to say, except please give me your cell number so I can text you. I have a feeling we'll be seeing more of each other this fall. OK if I text you and say 'what up?'" Student Seeks Student Ch. 02 After meeting up with my new suck buddy a few more times, I began wondering what it would be like to be on his side of the equation. Paul didn't want any reciprocation; that was clear. He said he got his pleasure from sucking cock and was vague about how and when he got off. Whatever. I couldn't understand that, but while he was sucking me one day and so obviously loving every second of it, I started thinking that I needed to know what it would be like to have a cock in my mouth. Was I missing something? One late night in mid-September, after a few shots of liquid courage, I posted my own craigslist ad in the "casual encounters" section for men-seek-men: "19 yr old college soph. curious about sucking, seeks str8 guy close to my age. No experience but uninhibited. Clean mostly str8 guy here. Zero disease risk. I'm a good looking guy and you should be too. No overweight dudes. If a BJ sounds good, why not email me? Complete discretion required and promised. Nobody will know." Within a few minutes, the ad posted and I got a few emails from guys who apparently didn't think I was serious about seeking another college age guy. I ignored the come-ons from several older gay men, a gay couple, and some fat guy who sent me a pic of his dick. I was about to give up when, well after 2 am, I got this email: "str8 guy, pretty wasted, thought I'd take a chance and see if you were real." I emailed him back and tried to get him to do some kind of chat but he didn't have chat set up. I asked him to send a photo and he did. Wow. This was a ripped jock, blond hair, great smile. I sent him one back and he suggested we talk by phone. His name was Scott and when I dialed his cell number, he picked up: "Hello." "Hey, Scott, this is Will. Glad you got in touch." "Uh, me too, I think. Look, dude this is fucking crazy. I've never done anything like this before" I explained my situation, how I decided to post the ad and assured him I was neither "a psycho" or "some gay dude with bugs" (his words). It turned out he was a freshman, played club rugby and hadn't gotten laid since he left home five weeks ago. He was drunk but not slurring and said he was so horny he was about to go nuts. I talked him into walking over. My my apartment was just about 5 blocks from his dorm. Within 10 minutes, there was a loud knock on my door. Scott was 18 and absolutely beautiful in the way a blond boy with curly hair and an angelic face can be. He was wearing a worn rugby T-shirt and nylon athletic shorts. His legs had a light coating of blond hair and his arms had a few marks and scabs from recent matches. Scott was sheepish about why he was in my apartment and kept looking at the floor. I gave him an ice-cold Sierra Nevada Pale Ale and he drank it fast. After the second beer, he seemed to relax a bit. I figured the best way to get down to the business at hand was to talk about my own experiences, so I told him how my buddy Joey had this arrangement in high school and how I had sought out one of my own in college. Scott said it sounded convenient as hell and he explained his recent drought. The girls he went after seemed to all be hooking up with older guys who had more cash. A college freshman girl could date guys from all four years, he explained, but a freshman guy was pretty much limited to the girls around his age. He had been a stud in high school but had been unable to hook up so far at college. I told him about my freshman year and how living with 3 other guys definitely got in the way of my sex life, even to the point of making it hard to find the privacy to jerk off. "No shit," Scott started to open up. "I can't even watch porn on my laptop without someone looking over my shoulder or hassling me." With that, I put some premium straight porn on my TV, choosing one of my favorite blowjob scenes where a smoking hot mixed-race Brazilian girl is hungrily slurping on this white guy's cock. Scott's eyes started straight ahead and I saw his crotch start to bulge. It was now or never, so I put my hand on his thigh near his package. Scott didn't move. I reached further, cupping his bulge in my hand and Scott opened his legs a little wider. Without saying anything, I moved over to the table in front of the couch and gently tugged at Scott's athletic shorts. He lifted his butt up and I slid shorts and boxers off in one swoosh. This kid had a gorgeous cut cock, already hard and maybe 6 inches long and with medium thickness. He had a nice blond patch of pubic hair, not trimmed, and his ample balls almost glowed with blond fur. I gently took this magnificent piece of meat in my hand and marveled at what it felt like to hold a dick other than my own. With one hand on his cock, I ran my other up under his shirt, feeling his rock-hard belly and chest. Scott moaned and kept staring at the porn. I pulled at his shirt and he helped me take it off, revealing his awesome physique. He was naturally not hairy, but a lovely little trail of blond hair led from his navel to his pubic hair. This kid should be a model. I slowly leaned over and tasted the head of his beautiful cock, licking the nicely flared head with the same swirling motion I loved when Paul started relishing my cock. I took two inches of him down, then came back up; then took about four inches down, and then back up. Scott quietly moaned his approval. When I was sure I could do it without gagging, I took him down to the balls, marveling at the feeling of having a cock buried deep in my mouth. The softness of the texture and the hardness of his rod were a wondrous contradiction. Scott was moaning softly as I worked and would occasionally take his eyes off the porn to watch me when I engulfed his cock all the way down. Soon, I tasted the first of his pre-cum and to my surprise, I liked the taste and feeling of it. I was rock hard in my shorts, getting off on making another cock get so hard and start leaking its precious fluids. I continued to do my damnedest to imitate the best head I had gotten, keeping it very wet, varying the tempo and what I did with my mouth and tongue. Scott reacted with approval when I massaged his furry balls, so I licked and tongued them too while slowly jacking his rock-hard cock with the saliva I had left from my sucking. "Ooooohhhh, fuck," Scott whispered when I left his balls and started sucking again. He was obviously in heaven and I felt a strange sense of pride in making him moan and feel so good. With my own cock twitching and begging for release, I guess I was enjoying this as much as Scott was, my pleasure at least partly bound up in pleasing him. I continued to suck and please this wonderful cock. I was definitely getting into it. I also was getting better and better at it as I went. Scott had stamina. I had been sucking his cock for at least 15 minutes when he started to thrust his hips a little, meeting my motion with a gentle fucking motion of his own. I increased the tempo a little and massaged his balls a little more firmly. Scott moaned louder, clearly loving what he was feeling. I looked up and saw Scott was mostly watching me now, sometimes biting his lower lip as he thrust into my mouth. Things were gradually building to a climax. I found myself at the crossroads of whether to take this all the way and let his cock shoot its load in my mouth, or whether to direct the explosion away. When thinking about it, well before I posted the ad, I had assumed I wouldn't let a dude come in my mouth, at least not at first. But the delicious pre-cum I had been swallowing for the last ten minutes or so hadn't bothered me at all, and in fact had turned me on even more. I decided to go for the full experience. And old saying I had heard came to mind: "in for a penny; in for a pound." As Scott's thrusts increased and I gulped his delicious cock down faster and faster, I could hear the same thing about to play out on the porno. I knew from many jack-off sessions that the coffee-with-cream colored Brazilian girl was about to get her reward in the form of several big jets of white-hot cum. Scott was moaning like crazy now, lost in the pleasure of my sucking, while he increasingly fucked my face without restraint. I worked it faster and faster and suddenly realized I wanted his load; I actually wanted that cum and was working harder and harder to get my reward. "Oh shit, oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum dude, I'm gonna cum," Scott warned me, giving me plenty of opportunity to pull away. But I wanted that cum so bad now that I sucked with even more fervor, letting Scott know I wanted it by saying "ummmm" like I was savoring something delicious and tasty. I was. Scott was thrusting wildly now and just as the guy on the laptop screen started erupting into the girl's mouth, Scott thrust up and held his hips up in the air: "Fuuuuucccccckkkkk..." he expelled the words just as his cock started shooting with a blast. I took the initial shot deep in my mouth, swallowing but barely tasting it, but the second and third shots landed on my tongue. I savored the strange salty flavor, while continuing to gulp in sync with Scott's eruptions if jizz . I gulped it all down while slowly milking his cock with my mouth, eagerly tasting each surge of cum, until his eruptions began to slowly subside. He came and came, continuing to thrust upward as the last shots dribbled out. I hungrily ate every ounce of his load and then licked him very lightly and gently, while squeezing out the last drops from the bottom up, the way I liked my cock licked right after I came. When I had his cock all cleaned up, and had squeezed every drop of his delicious load out, I ever so softly took his whole cock back in my mouth all the way and just held it there for a few seconds, this time for my pleasure. I had a cock in my mouth. A cock I have just sucked and made shoot in my mouth. A cock whose creamy cum I had swallowed eagerly, then milked out to the last drop. And I liked it. Student Seeks Student Ch. 03 "That was fucking awesome, dude." Scott was breathing hard. "Yeah, for me too. Glad you took a risk and answered that ad." "Holy shit. You sure you never did that before?" "Yeah, no lie. I have gotten some mid-bending blowjobs in my life and just started thinking about what it was like on the other end." "Well, I've never gotten off like that before. Maybe we can do it again sometime?" Having gotten off, Scott was getting ready to leave, putting on his shorts then his shoes. "Most anytime, Scott. I've got a new hobby I guess, although it's going to take some getting use to -- looking in the mirror and saying I sucked a guy off..." "I got your number, so if I text you, you'll know why." With that confident statement, Scott walked toward the door. I was left with my thoughts -- and a rock-hard dick begging for release. I texted my own cocksucker and he was still up, or at least he was willing to get up to "see" me. I didn't tell him what I had been up to, but when he arrived merely minutes later, I just said I had been out with a chick who teased me mercilessly. Paul was able to get me off in record time. The whole time he sucked my straining cock, I was thinking about that beautiful blond boy's body, his furry balls and that luscious cock while Paul worked a massive load out of me. Three days later, about six in the evening, Scott texted me: "Hey, was thinking about it. You around?" "Yep, just back from library." "Can I stop by?" "Sure. Will be here." In about 20 minutes, the object of already several vivid masturbatory fantasies was back in my apartment. He wasn't shy this time, but walked straight over to my fridge and grabbed a beer. He then plopped down on my couch, in the same spot where he had changed my world only a couple of days before. He said he had just gotten out of rugby practice, showered and started thinking about how I was just a short bike ride from his dorm. Not quite cocky, Scott showed a self-assuredness that was missing when we first got together. He then asked if I had more porn like that one we watched the other night. I quickly cued up another favorite of mine. Scott threw off his shirt and I gazed at his body in the lovely light of early evening. Just as I reached over to grab his dick, he shucked off his shorts too and was buck naked on my couch. His cock was pointing straight up, ready to be sucked. Scott guzzled his beer and stared at the new porn flick while I went to work on that gorgeous cock I had dreamed about the last two nights. Scott moaned and squirmed a little after a few plunges down, and I asked him to tell me what he liked. "Dude, just do what you're doing. Oh yeah, like that, exactly like that..." I decided to try various things that had turned my crank while getting blown, and see if I could get him to be more verbal. I lifted up his balls and licked his taint, wetly, before returning to the main object of my lust. Scott moaned but gave me no directions. Then I plunged down on his dick, burying his thick six-incher in my mouth and shook my head a little. "Tell me what you like. Don't be shy. Just say whatever is on your mind." I urged him to talk. "Oh yeah... just suck it." Scott finally said. I sucked with abandon and after several minutes, he whispered: "Play with my balls." I massaged his balls, mimicking how I liked it done to me, while continuing to bury that cock in my mouth. I was taking him down to his balls, then all the way back up. When I came up for air for a brief moment, I asked: "You like it gentle like this (gently massaging his balls), or a bit firmer like this," as I increased the pressure on his nuts. "Fuck yeah! Harder! Work 'em... yeah, work 'em!" I continued plunging up and down on that cock while working his balls harder and harder, until Scott said: "Yeah like that. Exactly like that," as I worked his balls in my hands, a bit more forcefully than I would want my own pulled, manipulated and massaged. Scott started thrusting up and I felt the connection between my massaging his balls and how his orgasm was building. "Tell me what what to do. I get off hearing you direct me." With the invitation made clear, Scott started telling me what I needed to do. It seemed so liberating to him. "Yeah, suck it good, suck that cock, squeeze my balls, oh yeah, keep it up, suck it, suck my big cock..." Scott was thrusting upward, meeting my every plunge while I kneaded his balls between my fingers. I urged him to go further, saying: "I fucking love this cock in my throat... mmmmm." "Suck that cock, suck it, deeper, down to the balls yeah suck it. Oh shit...You like that big cock in your mouth, don't you? " "Uhm hmmm, " I agreed with my mouth so full, so very full of cock. Scott let loose with all the things he had wanted to say, but had been too inhibited to in the past, telling me to bury his cock in my throat, to suck it like I needed his cum, and what a hungry cocksucker I was. The dialogue that could have come from any porn flick. His words were far from imaginative, but hearing them with that cock in my mouth was hugely exciting. As I kept increasing the pace and he kept thrusting and talking, his explosion was building. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm about to come, dude, suck that cock, suck it, oh yeah, here it comes, fuck, fuck, fuck ... You're gonna get a big load, now, now, now... " Again, Scott's hips thrust upward and held there while his first blast of jizz erupted from the tip of his cock. Scott's cock suddenly exploded in the back of my mouth and, like last time, he just kept coming, shot after shot. Scott was almost yelling as he pumped his cum into my mouth: "Oh fuck yeah, take it, take that load...fuck yeah!" I hungrily gulped it all down, tasting the delicious reward I had earned and milking his bone dry. I gently nursed that dick, then cleaned every delicious inch with my lips and tongue. I squeezed every last drop out, into my eager mouth. Scott watched in a state of exhausted bliss, with a self-satisfied smile this time that I hadn't seen before. "You enjoyed that, huh?" "Fuck yeah! That was awesome, man." "Well it was for me too. I guess this is a good set-up for both of us." "Absolutely." From that day forward, Scott texted me more often. When I asked him a few days later what he did with his morning wood, he said he either jacked off or just tried to make it go down in a cool shower. What a waste! I told him the days I didn't have a 9 o'clock class (Tuesday and Thursday) would be ideal days for him to hop on his bike as soon as he got up and let me help him out. With that invitation, I ended up draining that beautiful cock when he woke up two or three mornings a week. Sometimes, he just walked in without a word and came straight over to my bed, then stuck his hard cock in my mouth while I was still in bed. He would fuck my face from a standing position ("Take it, oh yeah, take it, suck that cock") until he needed to lie down and be serviced with me between his golden legs. I relished my morning protein shots and Scott obviously loved the outlet I provided. I took care of his -- any my -- needs late at night some nights, too. After a night of drinking with his rugby buds, Scott would sometimes wake me up with a text after the bars closed at 2 am: "up?" Soon he was knocking on the door. Who was I to object? I would let him in and drop to my knees as soon as the door shut. When wasted, Scott was even less inhibited about ramming that cock into my mouth, and he talked as dirty as I could have asked. I couldn't get enough and Scott had a seemingly endless supply of what I wanted. My education was indeed continuing. Student Seeks Student Ch. 04 Scott stepped out of my shower, drying his hair while facing me. "Hey, Will. I've got 25 minutes before class. Look what I've got for ya." I looked up and saw that Scott was sporting another huge hard on. It was 8:35 am on a mid-October day and Scott had already been at my apartment for almost an hour. He had let himself in just after 7:30, then walked straight over to my bed, casually unzipped his shorts, and shoved his gorgeous cock in my mouth. It had become our routine every Tuesday and Thursday, the days I don't have class till 11. Scott, like every 18 year old boy, always woke up with a raging boner. He would hop on his bike, cruise to my place and shove his cock in my waiting mouth. This morning, he wanted to go a second round, which was a first on a school day. Usually, Scott wanted to zip up and leave as soon as he got off. I figured he may have had a brief pang of remorse at doing "gay shit," although that remorse always wore off as soon as he got horny again. He was getting more and more comfortable with our sweet arrangement and I was as eager as he was. His body, still dripping from the shower, looked like an Abercrombie model's. The faint blond hair on his hard body shone golden in the morning light. My mouth was watering at the sight of that big pole that was pointed right at me. I slid off the bed, sitting on the floor naked with my back braced by the mattress and box springs. Scott strode toward me with a big grin, his bouncing dick aimed perfectly at my mouth. When he got close enough, I gulped him down and wrapped my hands around his beautiful ass to pull him in further. As I slathered my tongue on his steel-hard rod, Scott encouraged me with a stream of commands and exclamations. "Oh, fuck yeah! That feels so fucking good... Take it; yeah, take that cock... down to the balls, yeah..." As he pumped and I worked, I thought about all the hot guys in his rugby club and wondered if he ever told anybody about his personal cocksucker. Jacking my own straining hard on in time with sucking Scott's, I decided to ask him as soon as the right time came up. But for now, I was going to enjoy this glorious cock that was filling my mouth. I decided to make it a challenge to get him off faster than the more leisurely first round. Having sucked his cock too many times to count, usually 5 or 6 times a week, I knew exactly what to do to get him off in a hurry. Massaging his ample furry balls, I handled them a little rougher than I would like myself, just the way Scott liked it. He reacted as I knew he would, picking up the pace and thrusting wildly. As he drove that rock-hard cock in and out of my mouth, I buried my nose in his soft little patch of curly blond pubes again and again, his big pole deep in my mouth. I deep throated him as best I could with him pistoning in and out. "Oh yeah, fuck yeah, take it, suck it, suck that cock...Oh shit, you need that cum don't you, you want that second big load, oh fuck yeah..." With me working his balls with one hand, running the other up his abs and chest and him fucking my mouth, a big climax was inevitable. Scott soon thrust into me and just held his cock deep in my mouth, tensing his whole body as he shot out another nice load of creamy white goodness. I was able to work this second one out of him in under 10 minutes and from his reaction this nut was the better of the two so far this morning. Scott shuddered in pure bliss as I extracted the last drops of my reward. As soon as I had swallowed every delicious drop and cleaned him with my lips and tongue, Scott threw on his clothes and walked out the door. "Later, dude. Fucking awesome." A few nights later, Scott texted me late and soon knocked on my door. His rugby team had won a big match and then celebrated with many pitchers of beer. Scott was pretty wasted, looking for a blowjob of course before he crashed. As he started undressing, I handed him yet another beer and suggested a hit off my bong. Scott was a beer-drinker and not much into weed, but he was intrigued when I told him that a light buzz went really well with having your cock sucked. He took a hit and coughed like people who almost never smoked do. When the coughing subsided, I dropped to my knees and started gently nursing on his half-hard dick, intent of asking him some questions. "Hey Scott," I began in between wet slurps, "you ever tell anyone about our little arrangement?" "Uh, not really, I mean just my best friend who I tell everything to." Hmm. Our secret wasn't a complete secret then. "How'd that come up?" "We were all fucked up a couple of weeks back, too many pitchers, you know and I ended up crashing at Jesse's. We went to high school together and have known each other all our lives. We always wanted to go to the same college. So we started talking about pussy and stuff... complaining mostly about not getting enough." "And?" I left his cock just long enough to ask my one-word question, then went back to work on his awesome meat. "And, one thing led to another and pretty soon Jesse clicked on his porno collection, which he has rigged where it will play off his laptop right onto his TV. Jesse's a big porn fan. Things really heated up on screen fast, and we were both rubbing our dicks through our pants, making no attempt to hide what we were doing. Jesse mumbled 'what the fuck, man' and without looking over at me to see what I'd say, just pulled out his dick and started jacking it." "Had you guys done that before?" "Yeah, man, like when we were 14 or something and horny kids barely in high school, but I was pretty surprised since we hadn't done that shit in forever." "What did you do?" "Oh I was hammered. I didn't want to down my buddy, so I said 'Go for it, man.' But after watching him stroke it a few seconds, I said 'fuck it is right; that looks like it feels good' and so I pulled out my dick and did the same thing." "Nice of you." I kept swallowing his tool and working it with my tongue. "So anyway, we were watching this blowjob scene with our dicks in our hands, when I had my own 'what the fuck' moment and tested the waters with Jesse on what you and I have been doing. I said 'no chick sucks like that,' pointing at the screen, and he agreed. Then I said something like 'gay dudes have it better in that department,I guess.'" "What did he say to that?" "Well, Jesse's not a fag basher or anything, or I wouldn't have said it. He's got this gay cousin whose a cool dude, about 22 now, who used to buy us beer. Jesse just said 'no lie.'" "Then I brought up his cousin, Parker, and asked him to tell me the no-bullshit truth: if his cousin ever put some kind of move on him when they were kids." "Whoa, how'd he take that question?" "Always cool, Jesse just looked at me and said 'yeah, man, I always wanted to get that off my chest and tell you but was afraid of what you'd think. Parker used to suck my dick at our grandparents' lake house, starting when I was maybe 13, till he went off to school. I never told a soul, not even you! He knew what he was doing, I'll tell you that." "Uhhmmm hummm," I mumbled with my mouth full. Scott continued talking, high on that one hit off my bong: "So then I asked him all about it and he opened up, told me everything. Then I told him what we'd been doing. He was totally cool with it. It made him feel like less of a freak, you know." I just went to work even harder on Scott's cock as he went on to describe how he and his buddy, Jesse, shot off huge jets of cum at almost the same time, while talking about all the blowjobs Jesse had gotten from Parker and the ones Scott was getting from me. "It was like two geysers, dude! We laughed that we never shot like that when we were in 9th grade!" Talking more than he ever had in the past, Scott told me more about his buddy, Jesse and their long friendship. It never got sexual between them; they were both "straight" dudes who just got head. I was eagerly sucking that big cock, while thinking about Jesse myself. I guess my eagerness translated well because Scott started full-on fucking motions with his hips, pumping my mouth. As I warmly received each thrust, he built up to a shuddering climax, another of his warm creamy loads exploding in my eager mouth. As he spasmed and spewed his sweet cum onto my tongue, I gulped it down, relishing every drop. Coming down off a powerful orgasm, Scott seemed light headed. He all but slurred: "Holy shit, I needed that. I do think the pot buzz made it better..." Scott was making motions toward leaving, but I wasn't done with the topic. While Scott fumbled to find and put on with his socks, shorts and shirt, I pressed him a little more on the Jesse subject. I asked him what he thought about bringing Jesse over sometime, or if that would be too weird. Scott started thinking out loud: "I don't know, man. I mean we fucking jerked off together this month, watching porn, so nothing's too weird, I guess... And he knows already... and I know about him and Parker." Then he seemed to clear his thoughts and asked: "So, you'd be up for that?" "I think so. Jesse is a nice guy?" "Oh yeah, really cool dude, friendly and fun. I'll see what he thinks." I hoped Scott remembered that next time he saw his buddy. I suspected he would as he was a perpetually horny kid and really got off talking about jerking off with Jesse. I hoped so; I wanted to continue my journey. Sucking off two hot 18 year old jocks was my newest fantasy. Student Seeks Student Ch. 05 "Jesse and I are leaving the pub. Want company?" It was 2:13 am. I stared at the text from Scott on the screen on my phone and realized I had been asleep almost two hours. The book I was reading fell off my chest and onto the floor as I sat up in bed. Shaking off the sleep, I typed a brief reply "Hell yeah. Cold beers waiting." "Cool. See you in 10 min." Holy shit! I had been dreaming about this for the last couple of days. Just a few hours earlier, in fact, I had jacked off to a fantasy about sucking both Scott's and the as yet unseen Jesse's cock. I hopped in the shower and was just turning the water off when I heard the knock on my door. They were early. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I walked over to let them in, still dripping wet. "Will, meet my best bud, Jesse." Scott made the introduction with a proud grin. "Glad to meet you, Jesse. I was asleep when Scott texted and woke up with a bad case of bed-head, so I needed a quick shower." "No problem, dude. Good to meet you too." Jesse's firm handshake and solid gaze into my eyes let me know he was a confident guy. He had a wickedly charming smile. "Mind if we get a beer?" Scott asked over his shoulder as he walked past us, straight to my fridge. "Bring three," I said and headed back to the bedroom to throw on some shorts. "No need to get dressed, Will," Scott called out. "We'll all be geting naked soon enough, right?" Damn! Where did that come from? Scott was showing off for his buddy. I always slept naked, so many mornings when I woke up with that gorgeous cock being poked into my mouth, I was unclothed. But Scott had never commented on it before and had never shown any interest in my dick. I started to get hard under my towel. Scott and Jesse sat down on opposite ends of my couch, beers in hand. Scott wasted no time cuing up some porn on my TV, telling Jesse he had to see this Brazilian girl getting double creamed. Jesse was a couple of inches taller than Scott, with a leaner build, like a runner. He looked like he might have some Latin heritage, mixed with European. His skin was a delicious golden brown, like a nice tan. His clean shaven face was classicly handsome, with a square jaw and brown eyes. Jesse kept his dark hair cut short, lightly styled with some gel. He was a beautiful kid, so different from his blond friend but just as good looking. Jesse looked like he could have been in a South American boy band. I sat down between them on the couch, joining them in a beer while trying to imagine the logistics of blowing them both. The two eighteen year old buddies were buzzed but not sloppy, laughing and talking about my porn collection. Jesse seemed every bit as comfortable with what was about to go down; no first time jitters for this guy. Within maybe ten seconds of sitting down, Jesse shocked me by playfully grabbing my jutting cock through my towel and squeezing the head lightly, saying to Scott: "Looks like Will's willie is telling us something, Scotty. He's as excited as I am about why we're here!" Looking Jesse in the eye, I reached over to massage both their crotches. I fondled Scott's package with my left hand and Jesse with my right. Both were already starting to grow inside their loose shorts. After less than ten seconds of my rubbing them gently through the cloth, Jesse stood up and dropped both his shorts and boxers, plopping back down bare-assed on the couch. He then peeled off his t-shirt to reveal a rock hard body with well-defined abs. "This should give you a little better access here, Will" Jesse was supremely confident, but his comment came off as being more helpful than arrogant. Scott soon did the same. I had a huge grin on my face as I sat between these two gods, their big tools exposed for my benefit. As I reached over to grab Jesse's half-hard rod, he jerked my towel off, leaving all three of us naked on the couch. My pole was the hardest of the three, my straining hard-on reflecting eager anticipation of the feast ahead. As I slowly jacked Scott's cock with my left hand, I looked at him with a raised eyeborw. He knew exactly what I was asking and gave me a go-ahead nod to suck Jesse's tool first. I was only too happy to oblige. I leaned over to taste Jesse's golden rod, engulfing over half of his big beautiful cock in my first gulp. It was a cut beauty, at least an inch longer than Scott's ample six-incher and well proportioned. His crown was considerably larger than the shaft with a well-defined ridge. Jesse's dick had a little more loose skin than Scott or mine did. I loved the feel of his hard shaft in my mouth. His loose skin bunched up under the head on my upstrokes, making it fun to swirl my tongue around as I sucked. Jesse kept his balls shaved smooth as a baby's behind; his dark pubes were trimmed in a well-groomed manner. It was so different from Scott's untamed blond bush and furry, golden balls. "Nice," Jesse said softly as I slowly sucked his big tool, wetly slathering it with my tongue. "Real nice.... Scotty, you're a bastard for keeping this fine head all to yourself for so long." Scott laughed and said he had shared as soon as Jesse had come clean about getting blown by his cousin, Parker, whom, Scott emphasized, "you selfishly kept all to yourself, for years." "Well if he shows up at Christmas, I'll sign you up for a feeding, but I gotta tell you, Will here is a far better practitioner of the art!" The compliment made me feel proud and the term "feeding" was incredibly erotic. I wetly slurped up and down Jesse's perfectly proportioned cock, loving how they were talking about me while I sucked. "Yo, Will. You better give Scotty some attention there before I get too overheated. That head is bad ass, dude!" I moved over to the coffee table in front of the couch, facing the two gorgeous guys. With my bare ass on the wood table, I leaned forward and inhaled Scott's familiar tool. He had boned up to full mast watching me suck his buddy's cock. I eagerly took him down to the balls on the first suck. Scott put his hands behind his neck and watched me work while bantering with his friend. "I hadn't seen you with a hard-on since we were like thirteen and popping boners on overnights. Looks like you outgrew me, dude!" Scott was watching me manipulate Jesse's big tool with my right hand while I sucked. "Oh, man. Don't make me blush!" Jesse said with mock embarrassment as he thrust his hips up to fuck my fist a little. "I don't think we've either one got anything to worry about in the size department. And neither does Will here. I'll bet there are some sorority slams lining up for that one-eyed monster too." Shit. Jesse had grabbed my dick through my towel and now he was talking about how big it was. I did have a nice seven inch rod. More than one girl had told me I was so big that I needed to take things real slow at first. But I had never had a guy comment on it before. Jesse was completely uninhibited and I loved hearing him talk about all three of our cocks. I was doing my best to swallow Scott's dick to the root and massage his furry ball sac the way he liked it when he put his hands on the sides of my head and gently held it as he fucked my face a few times while staring at his buddy with a shit-eating grin. After a few deep thrusts, he guided me off his dick and onto Jesse's waiting tool. "Here you go, Jess. This is crazy to be watching each other. I never watched another dude get blown before. Have you?" "Well, sort of. Up at the lake house, crazy cousin Parker liked to get all the dick he could. At least twice I can remember him blowing me and this other kid, the best friend of another cousin who always came to the lake with us. We were in the same room, but it was pretty dark. This is a lot more fun with some light on the subject." Scott was draining a beer as he stared at my attempts to deep throat Jesse. It was erotic beyond my imagination to be watched by these gorgeous, good-natured guys. "How do you get all that meat down your throat, Will? You look like a fucking sword swallower!" "It's too good to leave any out," I said between plunges. I was gently massaging Jesse's smooth balls in time with my sucking when he again grabbed my head in his large hands and slowed me down. "Dude, I don't have a hair trigger or anything but that's the best fucking head I have ever gotten! You gotta take it a little easier on me." I eased off his cock and took a sip of my beer. "You guys are in charge. Just tell me what you like and you control the pace. I'm in cock heaven here so anything that involves these two big toys will be fine with me." I set my beer down and held one glistening prize in each hand as I let my jaw rest a second. The guys drank their beers and looked at each other a second, then Jesse slid over to sit right next to his buddy. "Will, you gotta promise to tell me to back off if anything I say pisses you off, OK? You're one cool dude and I want to make sure you have as much fun as we do. Alright?" "I am having more fun, Jesse – twice as much," I said with a big smile. "Ask Scott; I love it when the guy I'm sucking directs the action, tells me what feels good, tells me what to do. I'm a perv, dude. Hearing you tell me what to do turns me on even more." "Awesome. My cousin was the opposite, keeping everything real quiet, like he was the secret sucker or something. I guess it was because we were kids when it started and he didn't want to get caught. So what do you think about switch sucking us, you know a few sucks on Scott's dick then a few on mine? That would be hot to watch." "You must have read my mind and discovered what my last jack off fantasy was about," I grinned as I went back down on Scott's rock-hard cock. I bobbed up and down five or six times before switching over to Jesse's. The guys spread their legs a little more and put their hands back behind their necks, watching the double blowjob show. They were sitting right next to each other, their hips and butts touching. I was incredibly turned on by them, their bodies and the contrast in their skin colors, Scott's milky white body next to Jesse's golden skin. I sucked each of them, back and forth, hungrily fulfilling my fantasy and making Jesse's vision a reality. I looked up at Scott while taking Jesse's big tool to the balls and he smiled at me. He and I were on the same wavelength and he knew what I wanted him to do. "Fuck yeah, Will. Suck that big brown cock! Damn, look at you make it all disappear!" I took Jesse deeper than I thought was possible without gagging, eliciting a "Holy shit!" from the cock's owner, then I quickly took Scott's cock down for a few plunges while Jesse watched. "Yeah, dude. Inhale that dick! Suck that fat white cock good! You are one fine cocksucker." "Mmmmm hmmmm," I hummed my approval, letting Jesse know I was loving this delicious cock feast and that I liked it when he narrated the show. The word cocksucker didn't bother me because that was exactly what I was right now. I wouldn't like hearing it on the street, but when Jess said it, it was a deliciously dirty turn-on. "Oh fuck yeah, Will. Swallow that cockmeat!" Jesse was getitng into it. "How you feeling there, Scotty? Working up a big nut for your friend?" "I am feeling like a fucking king. Will's blown me like twenty times, but this is new territory and some exciting shit! Yeah. Suck that cock, Will. Work for the big reward you're gonna get fed. Oh fuck yeah, suck it!" I switched back and forth like this for fifteen minutes or so. When Jesse started feeling like he was going to cum too soon, he would guide my head back to Scott's cock. Scott no doubt got more oral attention, but it was at Jesse's direction. At one point, Jesse experimented with directing my sucking of his buddy's cock, placing his hand on my head and pushing it down while he talked his porn video script. "Yeah, eat that big cock, Will. You like being stuffed full of cock, don't you?" Then, guiding my head so Will's cock came in at a 45 degree angle, Jesse instructed me further, "Now poke that big cockhead against the inside of your cheeks. Yeah, like that. Look at that thing bulge out your cheek! Damn, now take him back to the balls!" Jesse's hands kept guiding my head up and down on Scoot's tool, occasionally holding me fully impaled so that I was stuffed to my limit. "Holy shit, Jess. Now you're a part of my blowjob. That's intense dude. It's like we're all connected. I better let you fuck this mouth a minute now. I am getting too close." I switched back to Jesse's cock, tasting his pre-cum and showing it to Scott with the tip of my tongue, then eagerly swallowing it. "That's so fucking hot, watching you lap up that pre-cum! Yeah swallow his juice, dude!" Scott's excitement was growing too. "You ought to taste it sometime," I said with a big tool at my lips. "If you ever jack off again, that is, like when I'm not around." "I'm not shy admitting it. I tasted my own a few times. I'll bet everybody tries it. It was sticky and not bad, really. I've had girls act like it was nasty, but I can't see why they would think that. I love how you really get off on it." Between slurps, I squeezed up a big clear drop of pre-cum with my hand and licked it off the tip of Jesse's impressive tool. "Yeah dude. Huge turn on. It means I'm doing things right, and it makes me want to work harder for the bigger reward that's coming from the same source." "Will," Jesse held my head still. "Enough for a second. Talking about my leaking cock and swallowing my load is going to make me shoot too fast." I slowed down, then took him out of my mouth and went back to sucking Scott. Jesse wanted to know how the cum shots were going to go down. "Talk to me about the jizz that's going to be flying, Will. You're really cool with it? Scott said you liked it, but I want to make sure, you know, that there are no surprises that might offend you." Holding Scott's fat tool in my hand, I looked rght at Jesse and responded, "I love the feeling of a cock shooting in my mouth. It almost makes me cum without even touching my dick, it's so exciting to feel it surge out and hit my tongue. If you want to offend me, waste that delicious load by shooting it somewhere other than in my mouth." I resumed slurping on Scott as Jesse gave me a wide-eyed look of lust. I worked on Scott's balls too, trying to get the guys to roughly the same place. As I sucked Scott, Jesse talked about how it should go down. "Well, we don't want to disappoint you, man. Let's feed Willie here a double load of our protein, what do you say, Scotty?" "I'm down. I'm getting pretty close too. Oh fuck yeah, Will. Work my nuts, man. Work 'em. Fuck yeah!" I wanted to time their blasts as close as possible and switched back to Jesse's delicious tool for a few sucks before moving back to Scott's. They guys were now thrusting up as I sucked. I felt like I could tell when Scott was on the brink, but Jesse's cock was new territory. I had to rely on him to let me know when the end was near. "If we can make it happen," I said, "it would be incredibly hot if you both got off at about the same time," I let them know what they both already knew I wanted. I was working them both back and forth and after a few more minutes, things were getting to the point of no return when Jesse reached up between my legs and grabbed my straining cock. He started jacking me off in rhythm to my sucking. Scott's eyes widened as he stared at what his buddy was doing to me. He thrust into my mouth even more vigorously, saying he was getting so close. Everybody was breathing heavily now. I switched back to Jesse and reveled in the feeling of getting my own cock jerked by the guy I was sucking. While I was sucking Jesse's fine piece and slowly jerking Scott's, Scott leaned in even closer. He took his cock in his own hand and put it almost to my lips, saying in a halting voice. "That's too fucking hot... I'm about to blow. Here, Will, here... take it..." I pulled off Jesse's tool and quickly engulfed Scott down to his pubes, agan working his balls hard with my hand. "Oh shit, I'm gonna cum... oh fuck!... here is ccccuuuuuummmmms..." Scott's cock erupted in my mouth and I opened just in time to let Jesse see his buddy's cock spurting two big surges of creamy jizz on my eager tongue. Jesse, now quivering, brought his cock back to my lips, unbothered by the fact Scott's cock was already there. Jesse smashed his and Scott's cocks together, so both tips were in my mouth. I hungrily smacked my lips over both cockheads and my eager tongue licked Jesse over the edge. After the third surge out of Scott's tool, Jesse rammed his cock in my mouth with Scott's and shot out a big stream of jizz that coated my mouth. It spewed on Scott's cockhead as well. It was like trying to get a drink from a garden hose that was turned on too hard.I was sucking, licking and swallowing like crazy as their delicious cum loads mixed on the heads of their cocks and in my mouth. I was deliriously stoked to be sucking on these two beautiful cocks at once and tasting their gooey nectar. Jesse never stopped jerking my straining dick, even as he was blasting his load in my mouth. As soon as Jesse's cock started to shoot, I felt an uncontrollable urge to cum too. My mouth was too busy and full to warn them, so I just made urgent noises that let Jesse know what was happening. "Fuck yeah, dude, blow that load. Make it a three-fer," Jesse encouraged me while jacking my cock as he continued to ooze jizz in my mouth. I shot out a big surge of cum, hitting Jesse's flat washboard stomach and then shooting just as hard again. He caught the third shot in his hand and used it as slipperly lube to finish off my hand job. It felt so fucking good. Jesse seemed completely comfortable getting his hands covered in my juices. Scott had finished cumming and pulled a few inches away, watching Jesse's and my almost simultaneous orgasms with a look of wonder and lust. His eyes lingered on the jizz that I had splattered on Jesse's stomach. I saw him staring at it, womdering what he was thinking. I took Scott's cock back in my mouth again, licking the sweet juices off its head and then its shaft. I squeezed up some more cum from the base and eagerly swallowed, then did the same to Jesse. The three of us were so close that we were all touching, our chests heaving and our dicks dripping. As I cleaned Jesse's tool, Scott tentatively reached over with his right hand and scooped up some of my jizz off Jesse's belly and played with it a second or two between his fingers and thumb. I nursed on Jesse's cockhead, looking Scott directly in the eyes. We had developed quite efective non-verbal communication skills. Scott stared back at me as he raised his fingers to my mouth and whispered "here you go," feeding me my own jizz. Unable to resist eating some more of the third load, I moved to Jesse's hard abs and started licking my cum off his body. Jesse leaned back to give me good access, saying "That's hot dude, Fucking hot." Jesse then gave me his right hand to clean off too. It was sticky with my jizz from where he used it to finish jacking me off. I licked his palm, then each of his fingers and finally sucked on his thumb. The two best friends just looked at me with big happy grins, shaking their heads a little with wonder at what had just gone down. I leaned back and took a swig of now lukewarm beer, washing down all the jizz I had eaten. Jesse started talking again. "That was the hottest sex I think I have ever had and it was with two dudes! Shit! I need to get my head around that. But I know I want to do it again." Scott spoke softly, still dazed from his, and our, climaxes. "I thought my head was going to explode when you reached over and gave Will a helping hand, Jess. You're showing me up, buddy." Student Seeks Student Ch. 05 Then turning to me, Scott apologized: "I'm sorry I never did that, Will. I didn't mean to be a selfish prick." Before I could say not to worry, Scott elbowed Jesse playfully, saying, "I never touched Will's cock before, despite all the great head he's given me -- only to have to first one I ever touched be yours, motherfucker! And I touched it with my dick, not my hand, when you were trying to push me out of Will's mouth! You were pretty much rubbing your cock on mine!" "Shit, Scott, don't be such a prude. Heat of the moment, you know? I thought it was pretty cool myself. As for jerking Will's big unit, Parker used to get me to jack him off all the time in return for blowjobs," Jesse explained. "It was a good trade," Jesse continued, "and it was no big deal to jack off another guy after the first time I did it. So when I saw how hard Will had gotten from sucking us, I thought it was the least I could do to give a brother a hand." "I might have cum anyway," I replied, "without even touching my dick, that double load was so intense. Your help made it a thousand percent better, though. I couldn't help where the cum flew, dude. Sorry about hitting you." "Fuck, man. It's just jizz. Now you're acting like a prude! I was the one aiming that gun of yours anyway. I've had my own cum all over my stomach, my chest and even on my face, jacking off, thousands of times. Who hasn't? I've had my cousin Parker's cum all over my hands too. Bodily fluids are no big deal to me -- so no apologies for doing what we were all built to do." "I guess I'm a little paranoid about offending straight dudes with my hard cock." "Don't be crazy," Jesse said. "We've all got the same equipment and the same need to use it. It's more fun for me when everyone is getting off. Watching you gobble up our jizz was the hottest thing I have ever been a part of. No chick I know does that! It was so fucking hot... " "It's a beautiful thing when people find that perfect reciprocity. I'm lucky you like me going for what I crave." "Let's get a fresh beer and talk about what to do next." Jesse was ready to party some more. I looked at Scott, playfully picked up his deflated but still heavy tool and smiled. "Scott, I don't know what I like better, this tasty tool, or your taste in friends. I'm glad you brought both over tonight.