Date: Wed, 22 Nov 2000 04:30:48 EST
From: Botpuppy@aol.com
Subject: Jack Away At College, Part 3

Jack Away at College. Part 3

By Botpuppy@AOL.com


With three hot coeds to keep happy, plus teach and Mark, I didn't have a
lotta time to waste on studying. First quarter grades were just posted, and
teach gave me a B+, even though I hadn't cracked a book or turned in a single
essay. I got to enjoy my visits to his house, and now he always had my
favorite brew on ice. It was always an unexpected visit, usually waking him
from a sound sleep, but he never complained, was always thankful for my
favors, and had the twenty bucks ready, even though I didn't ask him for it.
Sometimes I took Joe with me, and he always used his twenty to spring for
drinks or burgers afterward. Not tonight though.

I cut my last class, English, thinking that teach would miss his favorite
student, and that would make him all the happier to see me later on. I had
been thinking about fucking a guy for a while now. Plus, I was down to my
last 50 bucks, and I knew that Dad would raise hell if I asked him for more
money this month. I was taking Sue out tonight, and if she continued to put
me off after we ate, I was going to go over to teach's place and offer to
stick my dick up his ass. He would be happy to give me the 100 bucks that I
was going to tell him was going to be the price. I needed the dough, and I
kind of knew that making him pay only make him that more eager.

That would take care of my cash problem for now, but I was still reluctant.
No way I'm queer, and like I had told Joe, what's the difference if you get
blowed by a dude or a chick. Getting paid for standing and watching a fag on
his knees struggling to take my cock down his throat is a major turn on for
any guy, no matter how straight he is. But the thought of fucking a guy's
shitty ass hole seemed like a faggot thing for a guy to do, and didn't turn
me on at all. The last time teach had asked me to fuck him, I had told him
the same story and he tried to explain that he could guarantee that his hole
would be clean and fresh for me. I just told him, yea, maybe sometime, now
get on your knees and start sucking before I change my mind, and that was all
he needed. The guy was really hot for my cock.

I had a few hours to kill and walked over to the basketball courts to see
about getting into a game. Only one dude on the court, just shooting baskets.
I offered him a few rounds of horse, and we got to it. He was good, and he
beat me two out of three, which normally would have pissed me off. He was a
nice guy, though, and we had a good time. I told him we would do it again,
and I'd whip his ass next time. He laughed, told me, yea in your dreams, and
I went back to the dorm, hot and sweaty, and stripped, grabbed a towel and
headed for the showers.

There was another guy taking a shower, and I remembered seeing him around. He
wasn't bad looking, although he was a bit strange. Always carrying a load of
text books and a calculator. Probably an engineering student, I figured, most
of them always seem to be odd jobs or geeks. What a fuckin' waste of time,
all that studying and calculating instead of enjoying life away from home on
campus. He gave me asmile, and announced that his name was Paul, and I
extended my hand to take his. "Hey dude, Jack here, where are you from?"
"Kansas, and yea, I'm right off the farm."

Oh no, I thought, a farmer, and an engineer, probably has no idea about how
to have a good time. "Are you in engineering or something like that, why are
you always toting all those books around with you?" He said yes, and that
engineering was a tough course, with all that calculus, which sounded boring
as hell to me. Shit, I know all about erections and laying pipe, maybe I'm a
natural as an engineer.

I made a crack about who was taking care of Dorothy while he was away, and he
smiled and shot back that they didn't call that old guy a wizard for nothing.


Then I noticed what he was doing, soaping up his dick. It was soft, maybe 4
inches long, and thick. I don't normally look at other guy's dicks, but his
was a lot different. It had skin hanging down, almost covering the head. I've
been in lots of gyms, locker rooms, all kinds of places back home where guys
get naked, but I had never seen a guy who was not circumcised.

He saw me staring at his crotch, "Hey dude you like what you see? You sure
don't look like a queer, but you really seem to be interested in my dick."

"Na, no fuckin' way I'm gay, but I never saw a guy with an uncut dick before.
I guess
things are done differently on a farm." "He gave me a big grin, "Yea, we grow
them big down on the farm, and my parents never saw any sense in wasting
anything, especially part of a boy's prize possession."

I asked him if the skin got in the way when he was
fucking. "No, when I'm hard the skin pulls back, all the way off the head, I
don't have a lot of foreskin like some guys do. When I'm fully boned, you
wouldn't know that I
wasn't cut. "Stick around a little while, and I'll show you."  This was
beginning to get me interested,
and I watched him.

"I do need to keep it clean, but I enjoy doing it, well unless you want
to help me." I passed on that, but I watched as he rolled the skin back away
from the pink head of his dick, lathering that up, and rubbing his little
finger around the inside of his sheath. "If I don't do this, the precum I'm
always leaking builds up. A little bit is good, keeps the tip moist and ready
to go. But if it isn't cleaned out regularly, it builds up, and starts to
stink. I leak a lot when I get excited, so I need to do this every day.

"One thing, though, when I do it, I get an urge to get my nut right away",
and he began to stroke himself. "No problem, I must be a breeder like this
bull my dad keeps in stud. That fucker keeps 30 cows serviced and still
sniffs around."

He closed his eyes, and began jerking off in earnest, then took his hand
away. "See what I mean, you can't tell mine from yours now, except that I'm
hung a lot bigger. "Damn, you're right, that's amazing. They sure grow them
big down on the farm, dude. That's some nice meat you're holding." I had
plans for later on, so I passed on what seemed like an invitation to compare
dick sizes with him.

"Any time you want a sample, dude, I'm always ready to show you city boys a
good
time." "Not interested in that stuff myself man, but it seems to me that
there are quite a few guys in the dorm who would probably be happy to swing
on that piece." He just grinned and went back to stroking, "Sorry about this
dude, but I need to get off, I don't have a cooperative roomie like you
have." I wondered about this remark, Isure hadn't been telling anybody about
Mark and me. Well, I did tell Joe, but he wouldn't go around shooting off his
mouth.

He must have read my mind. "No, nobody has said anything about you two, but I
can tell a fag when I see one, and from the way he looks at you, it's kind of
obvious that he's hot for you. Hell, he even takes your tray back to the
service area in the cafeteria when you're done eating. You have him well
trained."

I just grinned, not wanting to get into this; I wanted Mark for my own. Then
Paul started to grunt, and he busted his nut right there, his cum splattering
the shower wall. He waited a few minutes for his breathing to return to
normal, completely at ease at getting himself off in front of me. He rinsed
off, doing the same ritual with his dick, but he was still half-hard so he
didn't need to play with the skin this time.

I was beginning to get stiff myself now, and grinned at him, "Guess you're
set for a little while, dude, have fun." He grinned back, "Later dude, let me
know when you wanna play". I flipped him a finger and laughed and returned to
my room.

I threw my towel on Mark's bed for him to put with the other dirty laundry.
Sure is handy having him around, keeping the room and bathroom neat and
clean. I went into my drawer and took out a clean pair of white briefs. Mark
was doing my laundry regularly now, and I wondered how he got them so white;
they all had yellowish stains in the pouch before he started doing my
laundry, not to mention some skid marks. I grinned as I imagined how he got
my shit stains out, probably sniffed and licked them clean. I noticed that my
old jockstrap was missing and a new black one was there in its place. I bet
the old one is hidden in one of his drawers and I have a good idea of what he
does with it. But this black one is really hot looking, so what the hell, let
the faggot get his kicks.

I sat down at his computer, and checked his files. O yea; I had got pissed at
him for being so selfish about sharing his pc with me. I told him that he was
a spoiled brat as well as a fag, and he got all teary and told me that I
could use the computer, or anything else I wanted, any time. He even arranged
it so I didn't need to remember his passwords. The pics that Joe and I had
taken were all there, and some from his buddy. I'll have to get him to tell
me about their meetings one day. I thumbed through his Emails, and thought
that this Tony seemed like one cool dude, and I began to get a little
jealous. Na, I decided, let him have his fun as long as he continues to take
care of me.

He was always ready for me whenever I wanted him; all I had to do was tell
him.
Sometimes I would just snap my fingers and point to the floor, and he would
be on his knees just like that, waiting to take my cock down his throat. I
loved to see him down on the floor, tears streaming down his cheeks as I
fucked down into his throat. He had learned to take it all down, and seldom
even gagged on it anymore. I kind of missed the gagging part though, that
always made me realize how badly he wanted to please me. But he would take my
load and just hold it in his mouth, all the time looking up at me with those
blue eyes. He would open his mouth to show me my load, and when I nodded, he
swallowed it down. Then he would carefully lick any remaining cum off my
cock, and gently kiss the head.

He was so eager to please that he didn't even object too much when I told him
that he wasn't allowed to close the bathroom door, explaining that I needed
to keep an eye on him. He did raise a fuss when I told that from now on he
was to pee squatting over the bowl, not standing up the way that men do. But
he is trained now, andraises the lid and the seat while he pees, with me
watching if I'm around. Little things like that are good exercises to keep a
faggot in his place, and besides, I think he enjoys the feeling of being
dominated.

He was using the toilet yesterday when I got back from the gym. I needed to
piss bad, so I unzipped to pee in the sink, and he got all bitchy, telling me
how hard he works to keep everything clean, and to stop pissing in the sink.
I shrugged, moved over to where he was squatting and started to piss, aiming
my dick between his legs. Since he was holding his dick down into the bowl, I
was pissing on his hand as well as his dick and thighs. He looked up at me as
my stream continued to soak him, fascinated with the stream gushing out of my
dick. I shook my dick at him, and he reached up and licked the last few drops
of the piss off my dick. I'll have to do that some more.

I was taking Sue out for something to eat, and do some serious face sucking
tonight. So far, I hadn't been able to get into her pants, but we had only
dated once. I felt that I really needed a good fuck for a change. A blowjob
is great, but a guy needs to get some ass too.

The real clean cut preppy look ought to be just right for my plans tonight,
so I went to my closet and took out a blue button down and some chinos.
Damned if Mark hadn't washed and pressed them. He must have got an iron from
mommy. Sue will be impressed with this; I've been looking a bit dumpy since
my mom hasn't been around taking care of my stuff. Maybe I'll give Mark a
special treat.

Just like the teacher, he's been asking me to fuck him, but I keep telling
him, maybe, if he's a good boy, shit like that to keep him in line. I
wondered how a gay boy could stand sticking his dick in a guy's shitty ass
hole. I guess I could use a condom, but I hate them, even the magnums feel
too tight, and I love the feel of a warm pussy encasing my prick.

I picked up Sue outside her dorm and drove to a nice spot off campus. I had a
couple of beers and she had something she called a `long slow screw',
laughing at the waiter. She blushed and told me that was a screwdriver with
something else in it. She drank it from a straw pursing her lips and looking
up at me with a sparkle in her eyes. Damn, that got me turned on, and my dick
began to demand some attention.

We ate our food quickly, and went to the bathrooms before leaving. I was
thinking about her sitting down to pee, like Mark does, and then wiping her
crotch, and got a semi-erect dick from the mental image. If you've ever tried
to piss with a hardon, you know that this is no fun. As I was leaving, I
noticed the condom dispenser, and thought seriously about my decision against
getting dressed for doing the deed. Na, no rubber for me. I shook my head, I
want this to be a good time. Hell, it cost me 30 bucks out of my last 50, I
want to enjoy myself tonight.

On the way to the parking area, she sat close to me and began to caress my
thigh. Sure enough, she soon had a hand in my crotch. I had the beginning of
a major bone before, but now I sprang up, and she took the shaft in her hand
through my chinos and began to give me little kisses and tonguing my ear. I
pulled into a dark quiet spot and turned the ignition off. We got into it
right away, me kissing and tonguing her something major, and she fumbling
with my belt as I removed her bra and began to kiss and suck those beautiful
tits. Finally, I pulled my pants and briefs off fingering her wet pussy.

Jack, she said, yes do it to me right now, I want you in me, and I positioned
myself to penetrate her warmth.

She sat straight up. "Jack you have to wear a condom."

"Hey, come on honey, I want to get real close to you", and continued to
stroke her clit and suck on her tits. "Jack, I won't do it this way, I hardly
know you. Sure you are a great looking guy and all, but....", and her voice
just trailed off.

Then, "Next time come prepared."

Shit, I even tried to get my tongue on her pussy, but she wasn't having any
of it. I just resigned myself to this lousy situation and drove her home. As
she got out of the car, she just said, "Next time, I'll bring the condoms,
big boy, don't forget me", and gave my dick another tug as she kissed me and
ran into her dorm. I considered rushing over to the local convenience store,
but decided against giving in. Plenty of other bitches around, and no broad
is going to be my boss.

It was around midnight and I decided to go over to the pub for a brew and
look around. As I sipped my beer I could smell Sue's pussy on my fingers and
my dick told me he wanted something. I've been through this thing about
condoms before. Once you start that they begin to expect it, better to let
her know that it's gonna be my way or else.

I saw Paul at a table with a cute kid, and he waved me over, but I just gave
him a grin that said for him to have fun. He and then kid left soon after
that, and he slapped me a high five as they passed, and gave his balls a
little squeeze, showing me that he had scored with the cutie. Yea, fuck, just
what I needed then, I thought to myself.

Then I remembered teach, yea, I figured, I'll go over there. Still not
convinced about
fucking him, but I better get something to get off tonight. I called to tell
him that I was on my way, and he surprised me by asking for a few minutes to
get ready. What's that all about, I wondered as I drove to his place. When I
got there, his front door was open and I walked in. "Yo", I hollered. "Where
the hell are you?"

"I'm in the bathroom, Jack, excuse me, I'll be finished in a few minutes. Get
a beer and relax for a while. I popped open a beer, but I wanted to see what
was going on, so I went into the bathroom.He was on all fours on the bathroom
floor, a tube stuck in his asshole, connected to a rubber bag suspended from
the shower curtain rod. It took a few minutes for me to realize what he was
doing. All that talk about fucking a shitty ass and here he was, giving
himself an enema. I still remember my mom doing that when I was a kid, and
here he is, doing it to clean himself for my prick. And my cock appreciated
it, too, springing to attention in my pants.

He turned beet red as I stared at him. "Jack, I asked you to give me a few
minutes to get ready for you." "No problem dude, this is hot, I wouldn't miss
it." He turned a clamp on the hose, and slowly got up, clenching his ass
cheeks together. I could see that his belly was slightly swollen, and he was
uncomfortable as he waddled to the toilet. I stood there sipping my beer, and
watched as he sat down awkwardly, letting the water out. He stood up then,
his belly back to normal, and looked relieved. "That's the second time, see,
not even a trace of brown now." He was right, not even a smell, just soapy
water. He took a towel, and dried his ass and legs, then went to the fridge
and popped a beer for me, taking my empty, and leading me into the living
room.

I sat down on the sofa and sipped, my dick throbbing in my pants.

Teach will tell this part of the story

Ever since I first saw Jack in class, I knew I had to have him. I thrilled at
the feeling of being dominated by a young stud like him, and the humiliation
of having to pay him made it that much more exciting for me. He allows me to
suck his dick, and I loved to get on my knees and slobber on his balls, then
accept the rough way he would ram his big thick cock into my throat. I was in
a constant state of arousal just at the thought of taking a load of his cum
into my mouth.

If I could only feel him penetrate my ass, I knew I would have an orgasm like
never
before. So, when he talked about sticking his dick in a shitty ass, I knew
what I had to do. The degradation of giving myself an enema would be well
worth it if only I could have him deep inside me. Sure, I've been fucked
before, but nobody ever had attracted me the way Jack did.

As he sat on the sofa sipping his beer, I sat at his feet, and placed my hand
on his crotch. "Will you do it Jack, please?"

"Do what, teach? Tell me what you want me to do for you." I looked up at him,
"You
know, will you fuck me now? You can see I'm all clean, will you, please?" And
I gave
his dick a gentle squeeze. He allowed me to fondle his dick, took another sip
of the beer, and said, "That's gonna cost ya, teach, let's say a hundred."

I would have agreed to anything, and I was ready for this. I went into the
bedroom and returned with 5 twenties, handing Jack the money. "How about in
my bedroom, Jack?"I was afraid that he would just pocket the money and walk
away, but he got up and led me into the bedroom.

"You ever got fucked before, teach?" He said this in a boyish kind of way,
unsure of
himself for the first time in our relationship. I quickly and reluctantly
admitted that yes, I had taken a few guys in my butt. But I also told him
that it was a year or more since then, and that he didn't have to worry, I
was clean and had no disease.

He began to take off his shirt. I could smell his clean sweat and it was like
an aphrodisiac to me, almost the same musky male odor that his balls and
pubes gave off. Then he slipped off his loafers and chinos, and I saw his
white briefs, bulging with his meat, but seemingly deflated now. I sensed
that he was apprehensive about doing this. Straight guys always seem to be
reluctant to fuck a guy. Getting sucked off in a rest room or a porno shop is
ok, but in bed with a guy whom they consider a fag is another thing.

" Jack, just relax, it's just you and me. Here, get in bed with me." This was
unusual, for the first time, he seemed to be just what he was, a boy barely
out of his teens. In a man's body to be sure, but still a bit nervous about
what he was about to do.

He lay down heavily on the bed, and I began to caress his balls through his
briefs. Then I began to pull them down, exposing his cock and balls. He had
lost most of his erection, But it was still a great sight. I raised off the
bed and began to lick his chest, then buried My face in his armpit, mixing
his sweat with my saliva, and breathing in the aroma that I had grown to long
for. I moved back to his chest and nibbled on a nipple, and then followed the
narrow trail of hair to his pubes. Pausing only for a moment to rub my nose
in the soft hair, I took his dick between my lips. He had become fully hard
again, and as usual, I had a difficult time to accept his thickness.

But this is not want I wanted right now. I looked up at him, my eyes pleading
with him to stick his cock in me, to make me his pussyboy, his bitch. He told
me to get on my hands and knees. This wasn't the position I had hoped for. I
longed to be on my back so that I could admire his body as he took me, and
see his face when he shot his sperm into me. But I thought it best to simply
obey, although I did stop to hand him a bottle of lube. "Please, Jack, I
haven't had a dick in my ass for a long time, and you are so big, put some of
this on us first. He gave the bottle a strange look, and I began to panic
that he might get turned off by this.

But I began to breathe again when he rubbed some of the lube on his dick, and
swooned when I felt his finger in my hole, then another finger until he was
satisfied. I felt him close behind me, his hands on my hips. Then I felt his
cock, just the head, rubbing up and down my ass crack, as if he was searching
for the place to enter me.

Then, what I had been craving for so long, his cock entering my hole. He
seemed to get the idea, forcing his cock in about an inch or so. I gasped,
both in pain and pleasure, and willed myself to accept his penetration
without crying out.

Now Jack tells it from his side

I couldn't believe it when I saw teach with that nozzle in his asshole.
Fuckin' faggot was so hot for my cock in him, he would do anything. He really
loved sucking my dick, and until that time, I had never seen his. I guess he
shot his load in his pants while he was sucking me, or jacked off after I
left. He wasn't hung big, but I didn't much care. Until he got on all fours
on the bed, I had never seen a guy's asshole. His was smooth, no hair at all,
and pink. Not a bad sight. I had deflated some when he released the water
from his gut into the toilet, but when he started to lick me and slobber in
my pit I got restored. I liked the feeling when I rubbed my dick in his ass
crack, between his full plump cheeks. Reminded me of two teats caressing my
prick, but maybe a little firmer and definitely a turn on.

You know now that I had never fucked a guy, so I might as well confess I
hadn't really fucked a girl that many times, either. But I was doing ok, well
at least until tonight with Sue, but I'm going to make up for that right now.

I shoved his shoulders and head down on the mattress. His butt was pointing
up, giving me a clear shot at his asshole. I held my dick so the head was
pointed at his asshole. His hole was shiny from the lube and opens just a
little in the center, a small oval bullseye that I knew instinctively was my
target. He moaned when my dick head made contact. I began to push slowly,
afraid of hurting him and trying to be careful not to.

Within a few seconds, he told me, "You have to push harder or it'll never go
in." I applied more and more pressure with my hips. Suddenly the head of my
dick disappeared inside
of him followed by the first inch of my shaft. I was instantly afraid that I
had gone too
fast and was getting ready to pull back. Teach, however, didn't think so.
"Don't stop now! Don't take it out! Push it in!" I pushed, watching my dick
slide into him until my whole dick was in him and my pubic hair was pressed
against his butt.

The feeling as my dick slid through his sphincter ring was like the feeling
of a girl, but
much tighter and more intense. "Now hold it there just a few seconds and then
slide it out just the same way. But don't take the head out." For the first
time, I did as teach said, savoring the feel as my shaft slid back through
his tight ring and anticipating what it would feel like when the flare of the
head made contact with that ring and was prevented from pulling through. When
only the head remained inside him, he told me, "Now slide it in and out just
the same way. Wait a few seconds when you're all the way in before you start
pulling it out. Then wait a few seconds before you start pushing it back in."

That was all the help I needed. The grip of his anal ring around the crown of
my cock was fantastic, and I lost no time before I was ramming my cock back
into his moist warm hole. Sweat dripped off me down onto him as I pumped
furiously. Working fast like that my dick slipped out of his hole with a pop,
and he moaned. As I was about to reenter him, I paused to look at him. His
hole was opened wide, not near as wide as my dick, maybe the size of a
quarter. But then it began to close up some, like to the size of a dime. I
was fascinated by this, and I watched for a minute or two, as his hole opened
and then closed, like it was winking at me.

But then I grabbed his hips and pulled him back down onto my cock. He was
wide open again as I plunged back in. And as I began to long dick his ass,
his hole clamped down tight again. I pulled all the way out, teasing him, and
his ass lips clung to my cock as I withdrew. His ass hole spasmed again,
first opening wide and then closing up again. I thought about tasting that
pretty little hole of his, but I was already over the edge. So I just went
back into that gaping hole and did the natural thing.

He was hollering now, shit like, ooh yea Jack, fuck me, please, I wanna be ur
bitch. That did it, and my balls pulled up tight in my sac. I felt my cock
swell from the pressure of my cum boiling up out of my balls, and I heard
myself bellowing, "Here ya go, fuckin' faggot teach, gonna give ya my load
now, u cocksuckin' bitch."

I released my grip on his hips and felt my way up to his nipples, They were
smaller than a girl's, and hard. I began to squeeze them, then it came. My
cock exploded in his ass, sending big spurts of cum into his hole and
wherever sperm landed in a man's ass hole. I shuddered at the sensation of a
violent orgasm, but never the less I was aware of him squirting his own load
onto his chest.

I collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily. After a few minutes, I rolled
over onto my back, closing my eyes. I felt a warm wet sensation, and
looking up. He was washing off my dick, then he dried it off with a towel.
"Thanks Jack, you are fantastic."