Date: Mon, 23 Jul 2018 19:31:32 +0000 (UTC)
From: Las Vegas <lvnv2008@yahoo.com>
Subject: Two Share a Cock

Two Share a Cock

Bisexual Adult/Youth
Nifty/Prolific Author/Las Vegas
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"Help me so I can fuck your little sister or no more cock for you".

What could I do but agree? The thought of him withholding his cock from me
was something that made me panic. I could not think of anything else to say
but, "I will".

Ernie and I were roommates because on our college applications we had said
the school could just assign us someone to room with since neither one of
us knew anyone else on campus. We were both business majors but had nothing
else in common. I was 18, never been away from home, and was brought up in
a sheltered lifestyle. Ernie was 24, been on his own since 17, and was a
freshman after having served 6 years in the marines. I felt so stupid and
awkward around him. He was worldly, and I was a child.

It took about 12-weeks for me to get hooked on cock. His cock. By hooked I
mean I sought his cock every day, because I needed to get fucked. Sometimes
I had to settle for blowing him, but even sucking his dick was some
pleasure. My realizing I needed him more than he needed me came with his
threat, and my giving in without hesitation. My sister was 14 years old,
and I did not even think of her as being sexy, but Ernie told me it was
because I did not know the pleasure of dicking young pussy.  Apparently,
according to Ernie, marines tore up teen pussy while in the Philippines. I
had no idea I would witness it firsthand.

The cock addiction started the first night we roomed together. It was a
long weekend before classes started, and I spent most of that time being
indoctrinated into being his homo. That is what he called me. Homo was his
nickname for me when we were alone. I had just taken a shower and was
bending over to put on underwear when he said, "Shit kid, that is some ass
you have there". When I looked over my shoulder I was surprised to see him
squeezing his erection through his boxers. In this too we were different. I
still wore briefs and he was now in the habit of wearing boxers. I was so
glad my briefs were white and did not have any of the designs my mom used
to buy for me.

"Hold it right there. Just stay bent over for a minute."

He was masturbating. I froze and did not know what to do. Just as I was
about to say, "Dude", he came. I guess my not saying anything was kind of
like my agreeing to show him my ass while he jerked off.

He smiled at me and asked me to turn off the lights when I was done, said
goodnight, and then mumbled, "We are going to have a great time rooming
together, you and me".

Ernie took his showers in the morning and I was sitting up in bed when he
walked in nude with a towel over his shoulder. His cock was big and getting
bigger as I stared at it. He pulled at it and said, "Show me that ass
again". I didn't know what to do. He walked over to my bed and grabbed my
shoulder and kind of pulled and pushed me into position and when I was on
my stomach he reached up and pulled my briefs down with two hands. I know I
should have said something, but I was at a loss as to what to do; or
say. Was this normal guy behavior? I was an inexperienced virgin, and so I
laid on my stomach as he masturbated and shot his wad onto my ass cheeks
and the small of my ass while standing over me.

"You have one of the nicest asses I have even seen". And with that he bent
over and kissed my ass cheek, and then gave me a good whack on my ass.

All day all he talked about was sex. I can't say it did not get to me. I
mean, I did not have any actual experience, but I knew about sex and had my
fantasies and jerked off. Still, this was different, all this blatant talk
of fucking, and his experiences and conquests, both male and female, while
in the service was new to me. That night as I went to take a shower he
said, "Don't take too long", and he took off his boxers and laid nude on
his bed. I jerked off in the shower, had to.

When I came back he told me not to bother with my underwear and to go stand
by him. He was sitting up in bed and as I stood there with his hand on my
ass, first rubbing my ass and then squeezing it, he was expressing how much
he loved my ass and he jerked off. "I'm getting ready to come, suck right
here" and he pointed to his groin, and I did. He rubbed my head and moaned
as he shot his wad. And there was a lot of cum. His hand, cock head, balls,
stomach, upper legs, just covered in cum.

"Clean it." I looked around for a rag or something to clean up the cum with
and he added, "use your tongue". I remember my eyes watered, but I did it.

In the morning when he came back from his shower he already had an
erection. He noticed me looking at his cock and smiled. "Having you around
is going to keep me hard". He grabbed something and tossed it to me, "Think
fast." I caught it. It was anal ointment. He walked over and pulled the
sheet that was covering me. "You are going to have to stop wearing
underwear. Save us a lot of time." Then he laughed. He did not tell me to
turn over, instead just signals with his hand that I was to flip onto my
stomach and so I did.

It hurt. His cock was about 8/9 inches long and fat. Big head, thick shaft,
and he did not hesitate to shove it in. He had used lots of ointment and
still it was painful. Afterwards he pulled out, bent over and kiss the back
of my head, and said, "You will get to the point that it does not hurt as
much, but I won't lie to you; I want you to feel it". I got fucked two more
times that day, and once at night. Again, the next morning. And, I spent
the afternoon getting fucked. That night which was now Sunday night he went
on forever. It could be he had come so much his balls were empty and that
is why he lasted so long. But, I honestly think when he was getting ready
to come he would pull out and have us change positions just so that he
could continue to fuck me.

Monday, we had classes together (in fact almost all our classes for the
next four years would be together), and when we went back to the room, I
instinctively reached for the lube. "We don't need that, kneel here", and
he pointed to the floor in front of him.

"OK, but I have never sucked a dick before."

"Don't worry, I'll walk you through it. Besides I like my dick sucked in a
very particular way. Use lots of tongue. Kiss and suckle both the shaft and
head, as well as the balls. Suck and lick my balls, and make sure you get
it sloppy with a lot of saliva. Let me see is all shiny and runny wet."

I guess I did a good job because sometimes during the day between classes
we'd go back to the room so that he could get a blowjob. But fucking me was
special, and what I was slowly beginning to look forward to. Once classes
were underway and we were into our school routine I got fucked so much I no
longer wore anything below the waist when we settled in for the night. He
had these positions, such as the frog, where I would kneel on the edge of
the bed like a frog and he'd fuck away. He would have me lay on my
back. (Look to the Sky he called it) hook my knees over his shoulders and
was brutal about dicking me. Sometimes he liked seeing if he could plunge
his entire cock into me with one thrust; without using any kind of
ointment. I did not like that; I loved it. And then the letter came.

My sister, Betty, wrote to me and included a picture of herself in her
cheerleader outfit. He was downright vulgar about what he would do to
her. "I can see her on her hands and knees taking the dick. Pussy all
wet. Her moaning and begging for more. I'd tear up that ass. Cunts like
your kid sister are made to be treated like whores; how else do they become
skank?". The entire time he was fucking me in the ass. "Invite me to
Thanksgiving at your house."

I was not sure I had heard him right. True, I was his bitch. Although he
was beyond nice to me, covering a lot of my expenses, always paying for
dinners out, movies, helping me buy school supplies, even gear like hoodies
with the school logo. When he wanted sex, we had sex. When he wanted sex a
certain way, we did it his way. He was not abusive, just direct. And now,
him telling me to give him access to my kid sister was another step towards
him completely dominating me. Betty was 15, well about to turn 15. She knew
nothing about boys, let alone a man like Ernie. Ernie was an animal when it
came to sex. Disgusting. Once he had me lay on my back with my head hanging
over the edge of the bed while he throat fucked me. He called it the Sword
Sallow. And now he wanted Betty. Well, as you know I said yes.

Betty was so gullible. He was charming and nice, and she felt safe because
I was there. Right from when we got home and the three of us were alone he
started touching, whispering in her ear, playing with her hair. He followed
her into her room, and even though the door was open he started making out
with her. At first it was just kissing. Then caressing. Groping and
squeezing. I could see he had her on the bed, in a lip lock as his hand
explored between her legs. And she was responding. Moving against his
hand. Moaning. Squirming under his touches. He had his entire hand in her
panties, her blouse was undone, and her bra was pulled down so that he
could suck on her tits while he finger-fucked her. I went and stood by her
door, and then next to the bed. I watched up close as he worked on fucking
her.

He started to pull down her panties and she stopped him. He insisted, "Come
on, just a little. We will see if you like it and if you don't we'll stop
before we do anything more". While she resisted, and he insisted, they
wrestled on the bed. Him trying to remove her panties, she struggling to
keep them on. He was winning. First, he was stronger than she was, and he
was not going to take no for an answer. And, he kept touching and caressing
and kissing her neck, throat, inside her ear, and her resolve was waning.

When her panties cleared her ass, she looked over at me and said,
"Kevin". I could hear the pleading in her voice and see the pleading on her
face for me to help. I did help. Him. I told her he was just wanting to see
if she liked being touched without her panties, and that he would stop if I
told him to. Only I had no intention of telling him to stop. I knew if I
said anything to stop him there would be no more dick for me, and I wanted
his dick more than anything. She let go and he pulled her panties
completely off. He put his face down between her legs and lick at her pussy
like a cat drinking milk. Long, continuous strokes, all tongue. I was too
inexperienced to know he was not eating pussy but getting her cunt ready
for penetration. While he did so he dropped his pants and boxers and then
moved up and entered her. She took in a big gulp of air and the entire
long, thick cock. He fucked her. And that was just Wednesday night, our
first night there. We had been home less than three hours.

Thanksgiving after we ate dinner Ernie, Betty, and I went to a movie. And
after the movie we did not go straight home. She sat on his lap up front as
I drove around for a while and they were into an intense make out
session. I could hear her moaning and breathing heavy as he finger-fucked
her and used his mouth to arouse her. He told me to pull over and after
Ernie and Betty jumped in the back seat he said I should continue to
drive. I watched the rearview mirror, but because of his play by play
commentary there was no real reason to do so. Frankly, I did it because I
wanted to watch her get fucked again.

"Here, let's take off these panties. You won't need them for a while. Get
up on your hands and knees. That it, baby. I am about to feed you so much
dick, you'll think it is coming out of your mouth. Put your face down
toward the seat more. All I want to see is pussy. Oh fuck, are you
tight. Homo your sister is getting fucked. I'm planted Homo, fully
planted."

He was moving a mile a minute. Like a rabbit. Soon, Betty started moving
back at him and making these little sounds that like a machine that needed
oil, and I thought to myself that self-lubricating cock and cunt was oiling
her alright. He froze.

"Had to shoot, baby. You can finger-fuck yourself and finish your orgasm or
do it when you get home." He sat in the back seat with his pants down
around his ankle, as she masturbated. I was as hard as a rock. Not because
in the mirror I could clearly see my sister in the back seat with her legs
spread, moving her hips back and forth against her hand as she worked
towards her climax. But because I could see his still semi-hard cock all
shiny and inviting laying along his thigh. I wanted it! He laughed.

"Don't worry homo. You can clean it off when we get home and if you can get
it hard after the dicking I just gave your sister, you can blow me." My
sister and I made eye contact. I was embarrassed he had called me homo in
front of her, and I think she was surprised to learn I was so willing to do
whatever he wanted. But for the rest of that weekend, so was she.

The rest of the weekend he spent so much time fucking her I was upset I was
being deprived of cock myself. "Don't worry about it, Homo. I am just
storing up memories. I promise you when we get back you are going to live
on dick". He said this to me in front of her.

He said, "In fact; tonight, both of you can suck on my dick at the same
time, and the one who does the best job gets fucked. That fair". Betty and
I looked at each other and I instinctively knew both of us were ready to
compete. Ultimately, I knew I had the advantage because when we got back to
school there would be no Betty. I'd have that rod all to myself because no
way were my parents going to allow my kid sister to come visit us on campus
and sleep in our dorm room as he had suggested. "I can sleep on the floor",
he had said. "It is just for a couple of nights." Boy was I surprised when
my parents said it would be good for Betty to be on campus and see college
life.  Every time she came to visit, and she came about one a month, (came
to visit that is, because while with us she came a lot) all she really saw
was his dick as we hardly left the room. And as I had surmised, and to
Betty's pleasure, he did not sleep on the floor. He and she used every inch
of that small bed of his to fuck... as I watched.