2 comments/ 10478 views/ 1 favorites TVB Episode 01 By: lexhibitionist Disclaimer: Although ages are not stated, all characters are intended to be 18 and over. This story is based in a world where STIs don't exist and women merely exist for comic relief and breeding purposes so please fuck responsibly and respect women. Lexxie =) Episode 01: Jay Does a Pilot I feel his balls tighten in my hand and the large, nine inch cock tense all the way from my lips to the back of my throat. I give an involuntary moan of pleasure at what I know is about to happen and... Just wait, I think I've gotten ahead of myself. I'm Jay and welcome to TVB which stands for Top, Versatile, Bottom. TVB is about me and my two best friends; Brent and Joey. As suggested in the name; Joey's a top I'm versatile and Brent is a bottom. The only problem with being versatile is that all the guys I've ever dated have taken that to mean "I don't mind if you want to be on top all the time". So for all my claims to be versatile, I've only ever been a bottom. It's not that I don't like it, in fact, my favourite thing is to receive a nice load of cum in my mouth (just imagine if that was one of Oprah's Favourite Things) but the cocks in my asshole is kind of a give or take for me. Brent, on the other hand, will often try to convince both me and Joey that being a bottom is the way to go. Brent's five foot five, has hair that changes every week and somehow manages to make everything he wears look like it was made for a stripper so he's kind of the king of bottom-land. Me -- I'm five foot eleven and I will grow that extra inch if it kills me dammit! My hair is dark brown and I usually let it grow until it's long and shapeless (much to Brent's dismay) before I cut it all short and start again. I'm meant to wear glasses but I don't like them so I either go without or wear contacts. Joey says I look cute in glasses but Joey got a six pack from fucking everything that moves so his opinions tend not to count. Joey tends to be the "hot one" of our group (although just as many guys are into Brent, I'm always just the "cute friend") and with blonde hair, bright green eyes, a nice tan and a body to die for I can see why. He will fuck any hole that you put in front of him. We actually have tried this theory and he ended up fucking Brent (not for the first time) while he was asleep (that was for the first time). The three of us all met freshman year at the McAllister Academy for boys. Originally founded by Joey's Great-great-grandfather Jeddediah (yep Jeddediah, I know, I thought it was Jebediah or Jeremiah but no, it was Jeddediah) purely for the purpose of his descendents having easy access to a whole lot of horny guys. Yep he created a school for sex. I'm not going to complain. Anyway, the school is in California and I live in Maine so at the end of every break I have to hop on a plane and fly back to California. Normally it's pretty boring but this particular trip was quite eventful ;) I get off the plane at LAX really needing to piss so before I headed to the baggage carousel I make my way to the bathroom. Now for such a busy airport, the bathroom was strangely deserted, so I make my way over to a urinal, unzip and begin occupying myself with the sign above the urinal advertising crotch deodorant. I am mentally questioning the necessity of crotch deodorant and how such a product could be marketed without sex references when I hear the bathroom door open and someone else enter. He assumes the position at the urinal next to me and I can see out of the corner of my eye that he is a pilot. Nice. He then proceeds to unzip his pants and reveal a large and tasty-looking cock. Nicer. Somewhere between nice and nicer I'd stopped pissing but I was yet to put my stiffening cock back in my pants. I just keep watching the pilot's cock in his hand. After what seems like a long time, the pilot finishes pissing and then asks "You like what you see?" I look up to his face for the first time and realise that I'd been caught staring. Then it clicks that behind his aviators, the pilot is looking just as hungry for my meat as I was for his. Or to get his meat in me. It didn't really matter. He is a pilot and he wants some man on man action involving me and my penis in some fashion. I'm not the calmest person when it comes to sexually attractive men as you may have noticed. The pilot jerks his head towards one of the stalls behind us and I eagerly follow him in, both of us still with cocks hanging out. Once the door is closed, he pulls me forward and kisses me passionately, his tongue penetrating past my lips and into my waiting mouth. Apparently that wasn't the only thing he wanted to get in my mouth as he begins to push down lightly on my shoulders and I got what he meant and I am all too happy to oblige. I get down on my knees and bring the thick cock to my lips. It's long, thick and uncut. My favourite. I take it slowly at first, allowing my throat to adjust to the welcome invasion. After the first time my nose hit the patch of brown hair at the base of the cock I hear a gasp of pleasure. That was a good sign as I still hadn't picked up my bag and I didn't want it being detonated by the bomb squad purely because I can never say no to a man in uniform. Not that I've been with a man in uniform before, but if they'd offered... I feel a hand on the back of my head and noticed the pilot thrusting his cock slightly. I stop moving, leaving him invitation to fuck my face as he pleased. He takes it slower that I had been going but I begin stroking his balls and swirling my tongue around his cock so once again, he is overcome with moans of ecstasy. I feel his balls tighten in my hand and the large, nine inch cock tense all the way from my lips to the back of my throat. I give an involuntary moan of pleasure at what I know is about to happen and the vibrations send him over the edge. I taste his cum -- mainly salty like precum but slightly bitter -- as it shoots into my mouth and down my throat. As he fires his last shots I shoot my load from my hand onto the bathroom floor between the pilot's legs. Once I'm satisfied that his cock has been thoroughly cleaned, I let it fall from my mouth and look up at him. He reaches down and puts his arms around me then lifts me back onto my feet easily. I'm a little unsteady after the orgasm but I'm securely wrapped in a pair of muscular arms. The pilot kisses me again but this time without tongue and I instantly feel affection for this man. Most guys would just leave afterwards. "That was amazing," He says, and then kisses me again. I blush but I'm back to my nervous/embarrassed state so I'm stuck a bit speechless. He takes off his hat and glasses and puts them on me. "To remember me by," he says. I nod and kiss him again before he finally releases me and walks out of the stall. I put my cock back in my pants and walk over to the mirror, admiring my new accessories. I recall the man's steel-blue eyes and kind face as we kissed that last time and can't help thinking that he was the kind of guy I'd like to marry someday. Then as I walk out of the bathroom to collect my bag, all I can think of is: wait till the other guys hear about this! TVB Episode 02 Episode 2: Joey Does Nobody Disclaimer: Although ages are not stated, all characters are intended to be 18 and over. This story is based in a world where STIs don't exist and women merely exist for comic relief and breeding purposes so please fuck responsibly and respect women. Lexxie =) * It feels good to be back in my old dorm room. Then I look across to Casey's empty bed and realise that once again I am stuck with another year of being hopelessly in love with my roommate. As one of the many benefits of being a McAlister, I get to move all my shit in and out of my dorm room whenever I like because my house is right next to the school grounds. This usually results in a whole lot of mess being on my half of the room up until the point when Casey arrives and cleans everything up for me. What would I do without him? I hear a knock on my door and before I can open it, my best friend Brent races in and tackles me onto my king sized bed (another family perk). His hair is scarlet and spiky which is a look I haven't seen in a while (I think Brent exhausted all possible hairdos halfway through sophomore year). He kisses me on the cheek then shouts as loudly as he can in my ear: "HI JOEY!" Brent is very much like one of those puppies that always want to play: most of the time he's adorable and loads of fun but there are times when you want to strangle him. I push Brent off me and hope for his sake that my hearing comes back when I notice my other best friend by the doorway. I smile and say loudly, "I still can't hear a thing!" "You'll get used to it!" Jay replies. He wanders over and kisses me on the cheek as well and this time, as he isn't shouting in my ear, I kiss him back. As many times as I have fucked Brent, I feel that I can do it without impairing the friendship because we'd never work as a couple. Brent, as cute and sexy as he is, isn't really my type. His high-maintenance personality and look aren't exactly what I look for in a boyfriend and he'd prefer someone more manly and attentive than me. That's also why I've never fucked Jay even though when he wears his glasses it takes all my self-control not to take him then and there. Jay is exactly my type and during freshman and sophomore year I had a huge crush on him. We dated for a week before, as much as I liked Jay, I realised that I couldn't maintain a monogamous relationship and decided to end it before we both lost a best friend. Apparently he'd been thinking along the same lines as well and even though I've still hated every boyfriend of his since, I don't have any intention of getting back with him. "So why don't I get a kiss?" Brent asks, pretend-pouting. "Cause you're gonna make me deaf," I reply before kissing him square on the lips. Brent, playful as ever, pushes me back down onto the bed and mounts me again, kissing me as he does. His pierced tongue dances around my mouth as my hands find their way to the seat of his jeans. I'm getting pretty into it when I hear Jay say "Hey Casey, don't mind them, they're just getting reacquainted." I sit up slightly, setting Brent of balance to see Casey standing in the doorway, looking hotter than I remember. Casey looks like he belongs at an Ivy League school for actually having the grades to get there rather than just knowing the right people like my family. His light brown hair is always neat and his glasses and clothes are always fashionable yet classy. He's probably less perfect for me than Jay in terms of what I would like my ideal man to be but, the way I see it, where's the fun in a relationship if there's nothing to learn about the person? I realise at this point, I'm not in the best position if I'm going to continue my plan to convince Casey that I want him and only him so he should ditch whichever boyfriend he has at the moment (the entire time I've known him, the longest period of time he's been single for is five days) and become my boyfriend. Casey shrugs and replies, "I've seen them having sex, this is hardly new." Brent takes this as a cue to continue attempting to suck my face off but I push him off again. He glares at me in an annoyed "what the fuck?" kind of way but I ignore him and get up and go over to Casey. Casey hugs me and kisses me on the cheek, "I missed you," he says and my heart swells, "How was your break?" "Nothing special, what about yours?" I reply, "You spend it with your boyfriend?" Casey laughs. I love his laugh, "Nah, before the vacation started I decided that I would break up with my boyfriend and have a relaxing break rather than pining after some guy who will tell me three weeks after we get back that he made out with some dude while he was drunk." "Ah well I hated your boyfriend anyway," I tell him. Casey raises an eyebrow and looks at me, "What was his name?" "I hate all of your boyfriends regardless of who they are," I reply. "Glad to see you're so supportive of my love life," Casey says. Jay realises where the conversation is going and gets up. "It was nice to see you two but Brent and I still have unpacking to do," he says. He grabs Brent by the hand and drags him out of the room while Brent gives death stares to everyone in the immediate area. Now with Casey and I alone, my throat dries up and I'm suddenly nervous. "Casey I.." I begin. Then he kisses me. It's better than any kiss I've ever had. His lips are soft and tender and they taste slightly like caramel and chocolate my hand moves around the back of his head while the other trails around his waist. Both his arms wind around my chest and pull me close. The kiss ends too soon but Casey doesn't move his face more than an inch from mine. I'm sure I look slightly cross-eyed but I don't care. "We can't happen," he breathes. I'm shattered. "Why?" I ask. "Because you'll break my heart," he replies. I can see tears through the panes of his glasses. "I promise you I won't," I say but he shakes his head. "I've been cheated on by guys who are a lot less promiscuous than you Joey," he says, "and I've never loved any of them like I love you. You can have anyone you want and when you want someone who isn't me you'll be able to have them. And it'll kill me." "Then I'll change," I say, "How can I convince you I can change?" "One month," he says, "One month with nothing but a kiss a day from me." "I'd love that," I tell him. Casey laughs and leans into me. I hug him that little bit tighter and smile. TVB Episode 03 Hi everyone who has been reading, I hope you've enjoyed your holidays so far. I'm sorry if any of you were disappointed by Joey not getting any action last time but I'm sure this story will rectify that so enjoy. Disclaimer: Although ages are not stated, all characters are intended to be 18 and over. This story is based in a world where STIs don't exist and women merely exist for comic relief and breeding purposes so please fuck responsibly and respect women. Lexxie =) Episode 03: Brent Does the Ultimate Dildo I wake up the same as any day; completely naked with last night's dildo on the verge of falling out of my hole. I've never let a guy actually sleep with me after we sleep together – it's way too personal for me. I prefer to sleep with the company of one of my favourite toys in my ass and Jay across the room. Of course this morning, I'm still pissed that Joey was ignoring me for that ugly snob roommate of his. Not even a night in orgasm-town with my 10 inch black vibrating dildo had made me feel better. I am resigned to the fact that Joey was just clueless about how perfect he and Jay were together and how they should be boyfriends again. I get Lance (my dildo) out of my ass and chuck it on the floor next to my bed. He failed his job of making me feel good so as far as I'm concerned, Jay can have him. I got up and decided to have a shower. Jay may be still snoring, but I know for a fact that some of the hottest footballers are early risers. I step out into the hallway and start making my way towards the showers at the end of the hall. I may not have an amazing dick or be totally ripped but I have been told enough times to know that my ass is fucking spectacular. That's pretty lucky for me because I love to take so much that I was fingering myself before I knew how to wank. I get spanked more than once on my way to the showers but I'm used to it. In the bathroom I'm greeted by the usual smells of steam, sweat and a whole lot of fucking. The footballers are kings at McAlister so they get the first choice in showers. Those without boyfriends usually go for the showers at the front so anyone walking past can admire the meat show and see if there's anything they want insider them. The showers themselves are pretty plain, with three walls but no door, assembled in rows of eight that were back-to-back with another eight. These first sixteen showers are usually occupied by footballers and assorted hotties so I circle them looking for something I like. A fair few already have company like the big black guy impaling a skinny emo boy or the two footballers going at it like there's no tomorrow and it just makes me think of Joey and Casey and makes me more pissed off. I walk past Dale Ellis, the football team captain and he winks at me. He's an arrogant bastard but he's probably the hottest guy at school and has the biggest cock I've ever had in me (with the exception of Joey's foot-long wonder). The only problem with Dale is that his idea of foreplay is teasing you until you either leave or beg for him to fuck you. "Well if it isn't my favourite bottom slut," he says as I step into his shower, "What could you possibly want?" "Shut your face and fuck me," I tell him. "All too happy to oblige," he replies. Dale grabs me and lifts me up so our hardening cocks are level. I grab the back of his head and kiss him none too gently. While our lips mash together and our tongues roll over and under one another, Dale leans me back so that my shoulder blades are up against the shower wall and that my asshole is pressed against his erection and precum is smearing over my crack. I break away from the kiss and move my hands to his shoulders so I'm steady. "Do it," I say, "You know you want it." Dale's eyes are glazed over with lust but he still manages to reply, "Why can't all boys be like you?" Dale puts one arm behind my back and one around his cock, positioning it at my hole. He smears precum over his ten inch hard-on and then doesn't waste any time in shoving it deep in my hole. Dale quickly builds up a rhythm in ploughing me into the wall, each time filling me with the entirety of his cock. It is better than fucking myself with Lance but it still feels a bit wrong. I feel Dale's cock twitch and knew he was close to cumming. Normally, it would annoy me if I didn't get to cum but I'm still not in the mood to care. I feel Dale launch into his trademark long-lasting orgasm in the form of his cum shooting into my guts. After his cock began to soften he let it fall out of my hole and put me back onto the tiles. "So what's got you so down that I can't even make you cum," Dale asked. "Why do you care Dale?" I reply angrily, not wanting to engage him in pillow talk. "I meant it when I said that you're my favourite bottom slut," Dale says smiling. "Fine, whatever, I'm fighting with Joey," I tell him. "Well then how about you come back here after classes and my buddies and I will make you feel better," Dale offers. "I don't think a gangbang is gonna work," I say but this just makes Dale's smile broaden. "We have something even better," Dale replies, "The Ultimate Dildo." The story of the Ultimate Dildo dates back to the early 1900s when the school apparently had a secret society for its best and brightest. In the meeting room of the society, they had a life-sized naked statue of Jeddediah McAlister with an erection. When the society was disbanded, their secret meeting room was lost until Jeddediah's son Theodore found it and broke the cock off the statue to apparently compare with his own. The cock of Jeddediah made its way through the history books, each time appearing in the hands of a McAlister and each time it had been seemingly upgraded to fit modern technology. Its last known owner was Tony McAlister; Joey's older brother. "You don't have the Ultimate Dildo," I say, "The whole thing is some sketchy myth that the McAlisters make up to get laid." "Well then you'll just have to turn up this afternoon and be disappointed won't you?" Dale tells me, a mischievous glint in his eye. A glint that tells me that this is an offer I can't refuse. *** I turn up back at the showers that afternoon, completely naked once again. I hadn't even told Jay where I was going, just got naked and headed for the showers. I stroll around the empty stalls looking for any sign of Dale and his team. I finally spot them sitting on the bench that connects to the wall at the back, past the stalls reserved for the body-conscious. Dale's brought two companions; the two footballers I had seen fucking earlier. All three were completely naked and Dale was slowly stroking his cock while the black haired guy who I recognised as Hector, the wide receiver, sucked off Brady; the blond quarterback with massive arm muscles. I clear my throat, impatient to test out this 'Ultimate' Dildo for myself. The three guys look at me; Hector less directly because he's still trying to suck off Brady and Brady is enjoying the blowjob too much for who I am to actually register but Dale smiles his classic smile. "These two were getting impatient," he says. "I can see that," I reply, "So where's this Ultimate Dildo?" "Before you take the Ultimate Dildo, I should warn you, it comes with a curse," Dale warns, "After the Dildo makes you cum, you will never truly enjoy anything up your ass again until you find a boy you love." I laugh, "First you expect me to believe in a hundred year old 'Ultimate Dildo' and now you expect me to believe it has magic powers too?" Brady looks me hard in the eyes. "It's true," he says, "I had it in my ass last year and nothing was the same until Hector got inside me. If it hadn't been for that dildo then I never would have realised how I felt about him." Hector looks like he would agree but his mouth is full of cock so he can't really speak except for some indistinct sounds that make Brady moan from the vibrations. "So do you think you can take it?" Dale asks. I shrug, "Sure, everything else is fucking up so why not ruin sex for myself as well." "Brace yourself on the seat and face the wall," Dale tells me. "You don't need to tell me twice," I say and despite my attitude, I'm getting hard in anticipation. I feel Dale spread my cheeks as far as they'll go as he inspects my hole. He probes it with a finger and is obviously pleased to see I've already lubed up and slides the finger all the way in. "Brady, it's time," I hear him say. I can't help the shiver of anticipation at what I'm about to feel. I feel something press at the opening of my asshole. I'm long past the days when I needed to take it in slowly and I just want Dale to ram it all in at once. He does, and it practically floors me. The feeling is phenomenal! It seems to stroke every part of my insides in just the right way and Dale's strokes are strong and deep. I'm screaming in pleasure because my prostate is on fire and it feels as if I should be cumming already. "Fuck that's hot," Dale says. "Well feel free to get in there," I say, "I'm no stranger to double penetration." Dale doesn't need to be told twice. He stops fucking me with the Dildo and I feel him line up his cock alongside it. He pushes in and this time there is a moment of pain but I was expecting that with a combined amount of cock in my ass equalling 22 inches. When I relax, Dale pushes all the way into me and grabs a hold of the Dildo again, preparing to assail my hole again. I notice that to my right, Hector had changed positions. Spurred on by screams of pleasure he's mounted Brady's cock cowgirl style and riding it in time with Dale's thrusts. Both he and his boyfriend watch Dale and me excitedly. I feel my balls tighten and realise that too soon, I'm coming to the climax of the two pronged ass-assault. The Dildo, being longer, reaches further into me than Dale's cock but I feel him start to shoot and his cum goes further into me than the Dildo. With a final groan of pleasure, my cum explodes out of my under the power of the most spectacular orgasm I'd ever experienced. The last thing I see before I pass out, is both Brady and Hector orgasming simultaneously, Hector's cum spraying all over Brady. *** I wake up late that night in my own bed with a sore asshole being the only sign that what had happened that afternoon wasn't just the best sex dream ever. TVB Episode 04 Episode 04: Jay Does an Emo Boy Hey everyone, sorry bout the long wait. I didn't know people were actually reading my stories until I got feedback earlier today. Lucky I'd continued the story anyway so here's the next installment :) Disclaimer: Although ages are not stated, all characters are intended to be 18 and over. This story is based in a world where STIs don't exist and women merely exist for comic relief and breeding purposes so please fuck responsibly and respect women. Lexxie =) * It has been five minutes since Brent ran out of my room completely naked (he didn't tell me where he was going or why) and I am bored. I consider going across the hall to talk to Joey but Casey's "one kiss a day" rule had lasted all of three seconds and along with Brent giving him the silent treatment for reasons unknown I hadn't heard from Joey since we arrived the day before. I like Casey but him dating Joey is having a negative impact on our friendship. I know how that sounds with Joey being my ex and all but if anyone says I am jealous I will fucking punch them in the face. So I'm faced with three options: sit in my room and jerk off; follow Brent on his undoubtedly outrageous sexcapade or, for the first time since freshman year, try and make new friends. If porn has taught me anything, it's that masturbating at an all boys boarding school is an open invitation for hot guys to arrive at your door for sex. If life has taught me anything, it's that pornos have an unrealistic amount of sex shot from an unrealistic amount of camera angles. So I decide to go out and try and meet someone new. It's not that I intentionally alienate myself from others, I've just always been content with the company of Joey and Brent. Our little group has always been inseparable... up until now that is. Before I go, I don my pilot's hat and aviators (which both Brent and Joey have failed to notice I might add) for good luck. The halls are pretty quiet this time of day because all the clubs and teams get together around this time. I haven't been in any form of club or team since I gave up on my dreams of being a guitarist. Not being involved in anything probably also contributes to my social isolation seeing I also don't have the active nightlife that Brent and Joey have. I find that the only place I really know my way around is the music studios so that's where I head towards. Outside one of the studios, a slimly built emo boy is struggling with a large guitar amp. I've always thought emo boys are cute and I want to make a good impression so I jog over to help. "Let me get that," I say, lifting the amplifier up and trying not to show how much I was struggling with it. "Thanks for that," he replies with a cute British accent. He then adds loud enough for whoever's in the studio to hear, "I'd be using a trolley to carry it but some twat is too lazy to get it!" A platinum blond emo boy pokes his head out the doorway to reply, "We keep telling you that we don't know what 'twat' means so we can't really find it that insulting." He turns to me and his jaw drops, "Jamie? Is that you under there?" After a second, I recognise the boy as Xander Stiles, a bass player and friend from back when I was still playing my guitar. He was a lot less emo back then and that was before Brent had shortened my name to Jay and I'd gone by my actual name; Jamie. I realise that he's thrown by my aviators and hat so I take them off for him to see. "Yep, it's me," I reply, "You've changed a heap since Sophomore year." "Well apart from your new accessories you haven't changed a bit," Xan tells me, "I see you've met our new keyboard player and lead singer then?" "Names haven't exactly been exchanged," the other boy says, "I'm Raven and unfortunately, that is actually my real name." Raven offers a hand to shake but I look down at the amp that I'm just barely holding on to and reply, "I think I better set this down first." Xan seems to realise for the first time that I'm holding the amp. "Oh yeah, just bring that in and drop it to one side. We've already got one new band member who can't carry their own weight so we'll get whoever's auditioning to move it where they want it." I do as he says entering the room with him and Raven following behind. I recognise Xander's boyfriend Kellan sitting behind a drum kit; also significantly more emo than I remembered him. "So you guys are finally forming that band you used to talk about?" I ask. "Hell yeah!" Kellan says enthusiastically, "Xan and I put up flyers yesterday and we've already had heaps of responses." "Originally we just wanted a lead guitarist and a singer but when I heard Raven on the piano yesterday I practically begged him to join," Xander explains. "I've been here two days and I'm already in a band," Raven says as if the situation even seems strange to him. "Hey you know what would be amazing babe?" Kellan asks Xan. "If you shove your drumsticks up my ass?" he replies. "What? No! These are not sex toys!" Kellan replies, waving his drumsticks, "I was more thinking along the lines of Jamie being our guitarist." I look up suddenly, Raven had been facing away from me, unzipping a keyboard carry case and I was admiring his ass in his skinny jeans. "You can't expect me to play," I reply, "I've probably forgotten everything. Hell, I've even sold my guitar!" "Yeah, you sold it to the school," Xan replies before ducking into a storage closet. He emerges with my old guitar, just as it had been back in sophomore year, "It's been in there the entire time." "Dark Prince," I say, lovingly accepting my jet black guitar from him, "I thought I'd never see him again." Kellan laughs, "You would if you came down here more often. We've missed you man! Give me a hug!" I give Dark Prince back to Xan as I prepare for one of Kellan's massive bear hugs. Kellan is easily big enough to be a line backer but he prefers his dyed black hair and skinny jeans (and most of all Xander) to a football uniform. He seems determined to squeeze the air out of me as we hug and I can't help but wonder if he's gentler with Xander. After Kellan releases me, I take the Dark Prince back from Xander in exchange for a quick hug. I throw the strap over my shoulder and feel the familiar shape of my old guitar. I strum the strings and hear all the notes sing out perfectly in tune. "I've been taking care of him," Xan tells me. He then hands me a pick and asks, "You wanna play a tune?" "I guess one can't hurt," I say, "Fall Out Boy good?" "Only always," Kellan says, "Let's do it!" I found that I remembered more that I thought I would and after a few wrong notes at the start, I got back into the swing of things. I had to agree with Xander, Raven's voice was absolutely amazing! I couldn't help but think how that voice would sound moaning in pleasure. One song turned into two and two into three. We were halfway through a fourth when a guy came in through the open door. "Is this the place for the band auditions?" he asks. We all stop playing to look at him. Xander and Kellan give each other a look then turned back to the guy at the doorway. "I guess, to be fair, we should," Xander says, "Jamie, you wanna have dinner with us later?" "Sure," I reply, taking off my guitar. As I walk out of the room, I smile at Raven and he winks back at me. I blush and quickly make my exit. *** Later at dinner, I spot Raven and Kellan sitting together. I head over to join them. "Where's Xander?" I ask them. "He's just going telling our new band members the good news," Raven says. "Oh, so you picked some guys did you?" I ask, feeling slightly disappointed. "Yeah," Raven tells me, "A lead guitarist and a rhythm guitarist. One guy was really good but the other we all really liked as well so we decided to get both." "Xander's bringing them over now," Kellan says, pointing over my shoulder. I turn around to see Xander walking towards us with a pair of cute looking emo boys. The three of them all sit down with us. Xander cuddles up to Kellan and grabs a handful of his fries. "So Declan, Blaine, this is the rest of the band: my boyfriend and our drummer; Kellan, our singer and pianist; Raven -- don't ask about the name -- and our rhythm guitarist and backup singer; Jamie. Everyone, this is our new lead guitarist Declan and his boyfriend Blaine." My jaw drops and Xander, Kellan and Raven all start laughing, leaving Declan and Blaine to look very confused. "Sorry, I should probably explain," Xander says, "Jamie is an old friend of mine and, as you will no doubt learn, I love to mess with my friends so he actually had no idea that we were going to get him to be in our band." "It's true," I say, "I haven't even said that I wanna be in the band." "Well how about I give you something for you to consider?" Raven whispers into my ear. I feel his hand move to my lap and unzip my pants. My cock grows hard as he touches me through the thin fabric of my underwear and I blush, well aware of the other four guys at the table. "He's touching you isn't he?" Declan asks. Before I can respond, Raven says, "We've been roommates for two days and you already know me too well." "Well I've been making the most of it, I've never had one before," Declan replies. "What are you talking about?" Blaine interrupts, "You basically live in my room. I have to endure being your roommate as well as your boyfriend." "Oh, by the way Dec, do you mind spending tonight in Blaine's room? I intend to give Jamie a little 'welcome to the band' gift." "You don't have to tell me twice," Declan says, putting an arm around Blaine. "What are you planning?" I ask Raven. "To let you fuck me silly," Raven replies, kissing me on the mouth passionately. I'm unclear on the details between dinner and arriving in Raven's room but next thing I know, we're on top of each other with our cocks rubbing together through the fabric of our underwear. For the first time, I explore Raven's body. His hair is as dark as his namesake and sticks up every which way, laden with streaks of red. He's thin and lightly muscled with a pierced nipple, eyebrow and tongue. I haven't removed his tight briefs yet but I can tell he has a respectable package and his body is devoid of hair. I kiss my way down his body and reach his waistband. He moans as I kiss his bulge through his underwear. I pull off his briefs slowly, savouring every scrap of Raven's skin that I uncovered. He is completely shaven and as soon as I take off his underwear, his hard cock springs out to hit me in the face. I don't let this deter me however and take the entire thing into my mouth at once. It's slim and smooth like the boy attached and I go down on it easily, swirling my tongue around the head. I build a steady rhythm bobbing up and down on Raven's cock and in return he meets me with upward thrusts of his slim hips. His hands tangle in my hair and I remove his cock from my mouth so I can lick up and down the shaft. As I do, Raven pushes lightly on the top of my head so I moved down to suck on his balls. He gasps in gratitude but then gives me another push before grabbing his knees and pulling them up to his shoulders, exposing the soft pink flesh of his ass hole. I'm momentarily perplexed. It's not like I don't know that rimming exists, just, up until this point I've never been on either the giving or receiving end of a good old fashioned ass eating. I'd seen it in porn/being Brent's roommate but I can't really say that I've ever done it before. Most guys are just content with a blowjob. "Are you gonna lick it or what?" Raven asks impatiently. I realise that my internal monologue had dragged on way too long so I just lean in and go for it. I tease the opening and find that it has some give and before long I am full on tongue-fucking Raven like a pro. Raven gasps and writhes as I assault his ass with my tongue and before long he cries, "Fuck me! Fuck me before I cum!" Having never had a chance to be on top before I'm more than happy to oblige. I take a few moments to lube my cock with the bottle on the nightstand before I shove the entire thing up Raven's ass. He takes it well, I remember my first time... then I realise that this is definitely not Raven's first time and probably not even Raven's first time today. I thrust hard and fast into Raven as I can see from his face that being rimmed had really brought him close to cumming. I lean in and kiss him passionately and he throws his arms around my neck, holding me there as I fuck him. I feel his ass tighten around my cock as he spurts streams of cum onto both of our bodies. Spurred on by his orgasm I climax intensely, leaving him full of my seed. In the afterglow of my orgasm, I lick up all of Raven's cum as well as getting my own from his ass. I swirl the two flavours around in my mouth before Raven reaches up and kisses me, stealing the cum right from out of my mouth. He leans back and smiles. "We taste good together," He says, "Wanna do this again sometime?" "Uh... maybe, I mean sure, I mean that is if you want to," I splutter, my usual eloquent self. Raven just laughs, "I'll take that as a yes. Now let's get under the covers, you've gotten me good and tired." "You want me to stay the night?" "Well you're here aren't you? I'm not gonna turn away a perfectly good man-pillow." And so I get under the covers with Raven and he cuddles up to me, leaving me very confused as to what I'll say to him in the morning. The last thing I notice as before I fall asleep is that his nipple ring is digging into me.