Date: Wed, 26 Sep 2007 17:33:49 EDT
From: Percxyz@aol.com
Subject: Rick's Bandannas

                        Rick's Bandannas

                               By

                        percxyz@aol.com

     I met Rick late in the evening on my first day in the dorm.  I had
arrived mid-afternoon, and when I got my room assignment and finally found
it, he was not there, but his clothes and other stuff was on the floor of
the main room and covering one of the beds in the smaller room.  I dumped
off my stuff and then left, needing to check on classes and do all the rest
that a new freshman at college does.  I got back to the dorm about five
o'clock which was about a half hour before dinner.  When I unlocked the
door and let myself into the room, I could tell that someone had been in,
but no one was in the room.  I went into the smaller bedroom and saw that
the door to the bathroom that my room shared with three others was open.  I
could hear the shower running, so I figured that my new roommate must be
getting cleaned up before dinner.  I was beat, so I stowed the things on my
bed in one of the closets and stretched out on the bed to relax.  It was
great to finally be away from my parents and on my own at school.  I was
hoping that my dormmate would be someone cool since we would be spending
the next nine months or so together.

     I heard the water from the shower shut off and rolled onto my back.
After a minute or so, my new roommate walked through the door.  I was
pretty impressed.  The guy was obviously of Latino heritage with much
darker skin than mine, jet black hair, and a thin black moustache that went
around his full lips and connected with a short goatee.  He had a towel
wrapped around his slim waist and beads of water on his chest.  He didn't
have much hair on his chest, just some across his pecs and I judged that he
stood about two inches shorter than my own six foot height.  But he was
certainly well built!  It seemed as if every muscle in his body was toned
and stood out under his skin.  A big smile lit up his face as he saw me
lying on the bed and he walked over to me, extending his hand.  As I
reached up to shake, he introduced himself as Rick and I told him my name
was William.

     "Billy, huh?" he said.  His eyes traveled down my body then back up to
meet my eyes.  "Yeah you look like a Billy.  Nice to meet you."

     Actually no one had ever called me Billy.  I had always been Will or
William.  "Actually Rick, I normally go by Will or William.  Most all my
friends call me Will."  He looked at me for another second or two, letting
his eyes run from my face, down to my feet and back up again.

     "Nope, you're definitely a Billy," he said, his grip on my hand
staying steady.  I was kind of taken aback by his statement, but let it
slide for now.  I wanted to get off to a good start with my new roomie.
His handshake was firm, as was my own, and he seemed to be measuring me a
bit by it.  Then he released my hand and turned his back on me.  Rick
leaned over his bed and began rummaging through his luggage and pulling out
clothes.  "So how old are ya, kid?" he asked.

     I was somewhat surprised.  I had figured that all the freshmen were
eighteen, like I was.  I told him my age and asked him how old he was.  He
turned around to look at me again.  "I'm twenty-one," he stated.  "Been in
the service for two years and now that I've got the money, I'm getting my
degree."  I watched as he unselfconsciously tugged the towel free from
around his waist and began to dry his hair.  The towel covered his face,
and I found myself staring at his body, which was very well built, the
muscles he had earned in basic training showing in his torso, arms and
legs.  Then my eyes went to his soft cock, which was only a few feet from
my face.  Even though he wasn't hard, I was impressed.  He had a thick bush
of black hair around his dick and it was long and thick.

     I pulled my eyes away and looked at the closets until he had finished
drying himself off.  I didn't want him thinking I was some kind of queer!
I figured that being in the service he had gotten used to being naked
around other guys a lot.  I had grown up as an only child, and while I had
spent plenty of time in the showers with guys after football and baseball
games and swim meets, I had always been a bit shy.  I was always worried
about throwing a bone while the guys were around.  I had seen it happen to
other guys, who got teased unmercifully about it and for some reason, my
cock wouldn't stay under control very easily in the lockers.  Somehow I had
managed to get through it, though.

     My shyness certainly wasn't because I wasn't good looking, (at least
the girls in school had told me that I was good looking) or was ashamed of
my body.  I stood six feet tall, had worked out regularly, played football
and baseball, swam the butterfly and been one of the jocks of my high
school.  It was just my nature I guess.  I had always just quickly gone
about my business in the locker or shower and ignored the other guys who
horsed around or kidded with each other.  Being around them when they were
naked, or nearly so, had always made me nervous.  I had plenty of girls
that wanted to date me and several that I had taken up on the offer.  Sex
with them had been all right, but my shyness had always been a stumbling
block, even after the first time.  I had pretty much let them take the lead
and the girls I had been with had always found it "cute" or something like
that and we worked through it, but I had never grown out of it.

     I guessed that now I would just have to get used to having a naked guy
around, if I was going to be living with him.  Rick dressed quickly,
throwing on shorts, a t-shirt and tennis shoes and we went to the cafeteria
together for dinner.  The dorm we were in was all male, so there were no
chicks to look at and meet.  Rick and I sat together and told each other
about our backgrounds.  He had traveled a lot in the Navy for the past two
years.  My parents had a lot of money and I had been to many of the places
he mentioned, but on vacation, not working.  I certainly hadn't been to the
areas of some of the cities that he mentioned and some of his stories about
him and his buddies out on the town had me blushing and getting a bit hard.

     After dinner, Rick suggested we explore a bit and we wandered around
the campus.  We located the closest female dorm and checked it out, as well
as the girls sitting on the front steps.

     "Man I wish we had gotten into one of the co-ed dorms," he said.
"Would have made life a lot easier."

     "Yeah, I guess so, but that's the luck of the draw I guess."

     "I get tired of just Rosie Palm all the time though."  He said as we
entered a convenience store not far from the dorm to pick up some things.

     I laughed.  "Judging by the way all the girls we've passed have been
checking you out, I doubt that you are gonna have to worry about that very
much," I told him as we stepped up to the big coolers in the wall.

     "Well, they've been checking you out too, Billy boy.  You are pretty
well built, for a teenager." He grinned and gave me a friendly punch on the
arm, then turned and grabbed a case of beer.  I suddenly realized that he
was legal to buy it and my comment about him calling me "Billy Boy" died on
my lips with that realization.  I could put up with a nickname if he'd be
buying the beer!  We split the cost of the beer and snacks and headed back
to our dorm room.

     We settled in and met the other guys who shared the same bathroom.
Four rooms connected through the bathroom, which meant a total of eight
guys were in our group, including Rick and myself.  The guys stopped in
over the next few hours, sitting and having a beer with us and getting to
know us a bit.  Rick and I sat in our main room, at our desks.
Fortunately, I had brought a fan, but it was still in the eighties, being
the middle of August, so we just wore shorts, trying to stay cool.  After
the beer was finished and the guys had gone back to their rooms, we decided
to "hit the rack" as Rick put it.

     I scrounged around for a pair of shorts and slid into them, then went
to brush my teeth.  Rick came in just as I was finishing and I left him,
heading back to our bedroom.  I moved the fan into the bedroom, set it to
oscillate and climbed into bed.  I didn't even pull a sheet over me since
it was still hot.  Rick came back into the room and put his things away.

     "Thanks for bringing the fan in, Billy boy.  Glad you thought to bring
one."  He gave me a smile.

     "No problem, buddy," I said.  The beers were having their effect and I
was getting tired.  As I lay on my back watching him, Rick shucked off his
shorts and underwear and climbed into bed naked.  I was kind of surprised,
but said nothing.  I figured that he must be used to sleeping in the nude.
A lot of my friends had told me that they preferred sleeping that way.  I
had tried it, and it was all right, but I didn't feel comfortable doing it
with Rick in the room.

     Rick lay on his back on his bed.  His cock lay across his left thigh,
pointing away from me.  I watched as he closed his eyes as his breathing
slowed.  He is really a handsome guy, I thought.  I liked the look of his
short moustache and goatee.  None of the guys I knew had ever grown much
facial hair.  One friend had started on a moustache, but it looked pretty
stupid and he shaved it off after just a few weeks.  On Rick, though, the
facial hair, though just a thin line of short black hair around his mouth
and on his chin, made him look tough and masculine.  I realized where my
thoughts were headed so I put the sight of him out of my mind and rolled
onto my side, facing the wall and fell asleep.

     The next several days were the usual for beginning a school year.
Rick and I tried to pick up classes that we needed and drop ones that
advisors had suggested but that we didn't want.  We got to know each other
a lot better, eating most of our meals together and spending a lot of our
other free time together.  I had other high school friends at the school,
teammates from my baseball and swim teams, but for the most part they were
in a dorm that was a 15 minute ride away on the student transport.  Rick
and I passed football on the student commons and went out to the local bars
together "on the prowl for girls" as he put it.

     While I had a fair number of women who seemed interested in me, Rick
had them hanging around him like a swarm of flies.  He seemed to be a
magnet for the girls.  I guess the combination of his very masculine dark
good looks, common sense and ability to talk about interesting foreign
places made him a catch.  Also, the lean, tight body he had developed in
Basic and the Navy certainly helped.  I even found myself admiring the way
he could put on a raggedy pair of jeans and old t-shirt and look like a
million bucks.

     We finally both seemed to get lucky one Saturday night that we went
out together.  Rick had kind of taken me under his wing, and I guess I had
a bit of hero worship for him by that time.  He set us both up with a girl
he had met in a class and one of her friends.  We had a nice time out at
dinner then listening to a band at a bar afterwards.  By the time we were
ready to leave, Rick was talking his talk to try and get them back to our
room with us.  I had never been very good at that and was relying on Rick
to pull it off.  But the girls decided it might be too quick and suggested
we park for a bit and see what developed.  We found a space in the lot for
their dorm, well away from the doors.  Rick and his girl hit it off
immediately in the back seat of my car and were definitely having some fun.
My shyness, which had always been a problem for me, interfered again and I
couldn't seem to get in the groove with my girl in the front seat.  After a
bit of time passed, my girl said it was time for them to go, giving her
friend a look.  Rick and I watched as the girls walked back to their dorm.

     It was obvious that the main reason the girls hadn't gone back to our
rooms with us and had cut short the fun in the car was because of my
problems with my gal.  On the way back to our dorm, I could tell that Rick
was kind of upset and when I tried to talk to him he cut me off each time.
It seemed he was blaming me for not putting enough pressure on the girl
he'd set me up with to get her to agree.

     We got back to our rooms and Rick went straight to the head.  (By now
I had picked up a lot of his sailor lingo for things.)  I heard him turn on
the shower and decided just to hit the rack.  I turned on the fan, since
the room was stifling and stripped to my shorts.  I climbed on my bed and
quickly was asleep.  I didn't even hear Rick come back into the room.  But
later, I was awakened by a sound in the room that was just a bit louder
than the fan.  I opened my eyes and could see Rick's form clearly in the
moonlight streaming in through the window.  I saw that he was jerking off,
and heard the soft moans he was making and the sound of his hand and arm
moving.  I was lying on my stomach with my head turned toward him and had a
pretty clear view.  The only thing I couldn't see clearly was his cock.
His arm and hand blocked my view.

     I had never seen another man's hard cock in use in person before in my
life.  Like I said, I'd seen guys throw wood in locker rooms, but never
like what I was seeing with Rick.  I also would never have considered
jacking off when Rick was in the room.  Now, watching this handsome stud
beat his meat just a few feet from me, I felt my own cock growing in my
shorts.  It was trapped between me and the bed and was getting painful.  I
tried to ignore it, but eventually had to move.  I rolled onto my back,
adjusting my hard cock and the motion caught Rick's attention.  To my
surprise, he never stopped stroking his cock.

     "Dammit, Billy boy, we could have had those chicks back here with us
if you had just tried a little harder!  What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Rick had figured out right away that I was shy around girls, but it hadn't
seemed to matter to him.  In fact, it kind of amused him at first.  Now he
seemed pretty upset.  "Shit!  I need to get off, Billy boy.  You fucked
things up tonight.  I had expected to be fucking that girl tonight and
would still be doing it right now, if not for you.  Dammit!" he said, his
hand stopping its motion on his cock.  I was kind of in shock, not knowing
what to say and just watched as he released his rock hard dick, which
slapped against his tight belly.  My eyes were glued to the sight of his
huge, thick hard meat.  "What the fuck is wrong with you, Billy?"

     "Whaddya mean, Rick?"  I genuinely didn't understand what he meant.

     Rick suddenly sat up on his bed, facing me.  I could now more clearly
see his big cock jutting upwards from between his spread legs.  "What do I
mean?  I'll tell ya what I fucking mean.  One, I set you up with a hot
chick tonight.  Two, I get my date convinced to come back here with us for
some fun.  Three, you can't manage to talk to yours enough to get her to
come with us, so I get them to agree to some fun in the car.  Four, you
can't even make out with your date in the car or get her to do anything.
Five, my date goes back to the dorm with yours.  Six, you don't really even
seem interested in your girl.  Seven, now I am back here, in bed alone,
hard as a rock and horny as hell and, eight, it is your fucking fault!
That's what I fucking mean!"

     Rick's voice had risen throughout his listing of my shortcomings.  I
knew he was a bit drunk from the beers and certainly was frustrated too,
but I didn't know what to say to him.  I sat up on my bed as he reached
over and clicked on the lamp on the table between our beds.  Now I could
see him completely.  My eyes seemed unable to look away from his hard cock.
It stood up from his thick black bush and throbbed between his legs.  I
could see where it glistened on the fat, purplish head from the precum he
had worked up stroking it.  It seemed like it was almost obscene, seeing
him hard like this, but I couldn't pull my eyes away for a moment.  I
wasn't sure what was happening.  Then I raised my eyes to meet Rick's.  He
was staring at me with a strange expression on his face.  I watched as he
dropped his gaze down my body and then saw his eyes widen then narrow.  He
looked back at my face again.

     "So that's it.  That's the way things are with you, Billy Boy.  Now I
see."  A smirk played along his lips.  "If I had known that, we could've
solved this problem first thing.  Why didn't you just tell me you get off
on my bod?"  He seemed genuinely puzzled.

     "What are you talking about, Rick?"

     "Well, kid, first you run off our chicks, now you've been laying there
watching me stroke my cock for who knows how long and now you're sitting
there staring at it.  Plus seeing me hard has given you your own woody in
your shorts.  Seems pretty obvious to me."
     "What the hell do you mean?" I asked.  I guess I was pretty slow that
night.

     "You dig my body, Billy Boy.  You ditched the chicks cause you want a
chance at my hard cock.  Don't deny it.  It's written all over your
face. Don't try to give me that 'I'm shy around girls' bullshit anymore.  I
bought it for awhile, but not any more.  It's obvious what you want."

     "What the fuck are you talking about?" I demanded.

     "Hey, Billy, calm down.  It's cool with me.  I spent two years in the
Navy.  I know how to be a man among men.  How many cocks have you sucked,
Billy boy?"

     "What the hell?  I've never sucked cock!  I'm no fucking cocksucker,
Rick! And stop calling me those stupid nicknames!  I told you my name was
Will or William, dammit!  I let you do it for a while, but enough is
enough."

     "Calm down, Billy Boy.  You're a cocksucker.  Sure you are, buddy," he
purred softly.  "I can tell when someone is lying to me, so I believe you
haven't sucked cock before, but you're still a cocksucker."  He stood up
and stepped closer to my bed.  "You just don't know it yet yourself.
That's easily fixed, though, Billy Boy.  I'm gonna show you what you need
and give you your first taste of it.  Once you get a lick on my dick,
you'll wonder how you ever lived without it.  I met enough guys like you in
the service to recognize the signs.  After their first taste of cock,
they'd get on their knees for pretty much any man willing to feed them his
cum.  When you look at my dick, you get the same look on your face as they
did, Billy Boy.  I think that's why you fucked things up so badly tonight.
You may have done it subconsciously, but you did it cause you want my dick.
But now that you've got me back here alone, you're afraid to go for it,
even though I know you want it.  Well, now you've met the man who's gonna
give you what you need and show you what you are.  By the time I am
finished with you tonight, you'll understand you're a cocksucker, Billy."

     Rick was only about a foot away from me now and his cock waved just
three or four inches in front of my face.  I leaned back, away from him,
but my back was soon against the wall.  There was nowhere else to go as
Rick moved even closer, stepping up until his knees were pressed against
the edge of my bed, between my own legs.  He leaned forward, pushing his
cock close to my face again and grabbed it, milking it in front of me.  I
managed to pull my eyes away from the sight of his manhood.  I looked up at
him, pleading.

     "Please Rick!  I don't suck cock.  I don't want to suck yours.  Come
on man, just calm down."

     "I'm perfectly calm, Billy Boy.  I just want my dick sucked.  I wanna
see those sweet lips of yours stretched around my meat and feel that tongue
licking it like a lollipop."  I turned my face away from his dick.  Rick
reached down and grabbed the sides of my head with his hands, forcing my
face back around until I was staring right at his meat again.  It was now
no more than an inch from my face.  I tilted my head back, looking up at
him.

     "Listen, Billy Boy, you're just like those other guys I told ya about.
Your hard cock is a screaming at me that you are hot and horny for my dick
in your mouth, just like the other guys' dicks were.  A couple of them were
reluctant at first, but once they had a taste of a real man's meat - and I
am a real man, Billy boy, you're gonna find that out real soon - they knew
they were cocksuckers and went out of their way to get more of my dick.  In
fact they went out to find other guys to suck off after I showed them what
they needed.  I watched one of them get on his knees and suck off a line of
guys in a port in Spain that was ten guys long.  The little cocksucker was
hard the entire time he sucked too.  Now open your mouth and let me slide
it in, Billy boy."

     Rick moved forward a bit and the head of his cock rubbed across my
lips.  I could feel the wet precum smear across them and the heat of his
throbbing cockhead.  He pushed the tip between my lips and I could taste
the glistening fluid I had seen earlier.  It was a slightly salty taste,
but not bad.  I was still looking up at Rick's handsome face and saw a wide
grin appear.  "That's right, Billy Boy.  Open up and suck my dick!  It's
ready for your mouth."

     I let my lips part just a little more and Rick took immediate
advantage.  I felt the head of his dick slide between my lips and let my
teeth open to accept it.  It was soft and spongy, but also steely hard
underneath.  As it hit my tongue, I got a better taste of hot precum he was
leaking.  Rick let out a satisfied sigh as he took over my mouth, sliding
his meat forward several inches.  I heard Rick let out a low moan and
watched his eyes close.

     My own eyes traveled from his face, down his muscular chest to the
thin line of hair that ran from his navel then spread out around the base
of his cock.  I could also see the several inches of his cock which he'd
not yet gotten into my mouth.  I had another man's dick in my mouth!  I
couldn't believe it.  My handsome Latino friend was making me suck his
cock.  His hips had begun humping back and forth in short strokes, rubbing
the head of his dick back and forth across my tongue.  I gagged a bit when
Rick shoved deeper and the head hit the entrance to my throat.  I heard him
chuckle.

     "You're gonna have to learn to take the whole thing, Billy Boy.
Either that or I'm gonna have to find somewhere else to put it in you that
can take it deep."  I knew what that meant!  He was talking about fucking
me!  Suddenly I was trying harder to get the whole length of his cock into
my throat, but it seemed so thick that I would never be able to do it.
Through my watering eyes, I could see that Rick appeared to be enjoying my
discomfort.  He seemed to get off on being in control, over top of me and
forcing me to suck him, though I wondered if "forcing" was the right word
since I was now trying to take him on my own.  I noticed that the quick
strokes of his cock were coming even faster.  On one backstroke his cock
slipped from my mouth, snapping wetly up against his tight belly.  I panted
a bit for a second.  As he reached for his cock to aim it back between my
lips, I tried one last plea.

     "Please don't cum in my mouth, Rick.  I'll keep sucking you but please
don't shoot your stuff in my mouth!"

     "Yeah right, cocksucker!"  He knocked me on the side of my head with
the palm of his right hand.  It didn't hurt and wasn't meant to, I don't
think.  He was just trying to knock a bit of sense into me.  "I'm fucking
your mouth and you think I'm gonna pull out?  If there was a chick here
doing what you're doing, I would.  They never want a guy to cum in their
mouth.  But you fucked that up, so just accept the fact that you're gonna
get my load.  All cocksuckers like to take it in the mouth, Billy Boy, so
deal with it.  Besides, if I don't cum in your mouth, I can think of
another place to shoot my load!"  He slid his meat back between my lips and
I didn't try to pull away.  He pumped in and out a few times, choking me
with his length, but I struggled to accept it, to take all of his manhood.
He tilted my head back to give himself better access and I looked up at
him.

     His face broke from his smile to a sneer and as he let out a moan of
pleasure, I got my first taste of a man's cum.  Spurt after spurt of his
hot salty wad shot into my mouth as Rick's strong hands held my head in
place.  My hands were on his hips, at first trying to push him away, then
just gripping them, feeling his hard body as he pumped his cum into me.
Finally I dropped my hands to the bed and let him finish shooting his sperm
into my mouth.  Two or three more contractions of the hard cock in my mouth
signaled the end of his orgasm.  I slumped down, defeated, but Rick still
held my head tightly.  I was waiting for him to pull his spent cock from my
mouth so I could spit out the load of his cum filling it.  Rick had other
plans.  Keeping the head of his cock between my lips, he ordered me to
swallow.  I looked up at him, not believing my ears.  I just looked up at
him unmoving.

     Rick's right hand smacked my face, leaving my cheek stinging.  "You
heard me, cocksucker!  Swallow my fucking cum!"  Not knowing what else to
do, I obediently swallowed the thick salty sperm that had just come from
the dominant Latino.  I felt thoroughly used and humiliated.  Rick had
called me a cocksucker and made me into one.  I had his cum in my stomach
and was digesting it.  I realized that things had just changed between us
dramatically.  Rick pulled his cock from my mouth and grabbed a fistful of
the hair on the top of my head.  I kept my blond hair pretty short, but
there was enough for him to drag me forward onto my knees between the beds.
As I submitted to this indignity, Rick sat back on his bed and stretched
out his legs, pushing his right shin between my legs and up against my
cloth covered crotch.

     This was the first contact of any kind that he had with my dick, even
if it was his shin against my underwear.  It was enough to make me moan
involuntarily.  Rick heard it, chuckled and gave me a wicked grin.  He
pressed up with his leg, rubbing it against my throbbing hard cock. "Ohhhh,
god!"  I said, unable to help myself.  Rick's leg pressed harder, rubbing
some more and making my entire body react.

     With his free hand, Rick squeezed and stroked his cock, then pulled my
face closer to it.  That had the effect of bending me over more and
pressing my crotch more firmly against his leg.  I watched as a large bead
of pearly white cum formed at the tip.  Rick's shin rubbed against my
crotch and I let out another moan of pleasure.  Rick pulled me forward more
by the hair until I was completely bent over his leg and the feel of his
leg against my body and his cock against my face overrode my will.  My hips
seemed to move on their own, humping his shin like I was a dog.  It seemed
as if I had no control over my body.  I could also tell that within
seconds, I was gonna cum in my shorts!

     I twisted my head upwards to look at him and begged, "No!  Oh, no!
Don't! Please don't!"
     I wasn't sure if I was talking to Rick or to my own body as I tried to
hold off my impending orgasm.  I couldn't cum on my knees humping this sexy
Latino man's leg!  I just couldn't!  I looked up at Rick pleading with my
eyes, but he just grinned at me wickedly, obviously waiting.  Finally, I
could hold back no longer and felt my breath hitch in my chest and my own
orgasm begin to run through me.  "No, please!" I said one more time as my
cum began to spurt up through my cock.

     Rick quickly forced the head of his cock to my lips and made me lick
up the cum that had gathered there.  As I did so, I felt shot after shot of
my own wad erupting into my shorts.  I was jerking and trembling on my
knees still straddling and humping the leg of the hot ex-military stud.
Rick held me in place with the grip on my hair, then twisted my head so
that I was looking back up at him, his cockhead and the taste of his cum in
my mouth, and the scent of his musk filling my nose as I shot my load
pressed against his hairy leg.  Then, with a shove, Rick sent me falling
back against my bed.

     "Well I guess we see that Billy Boy is more of a cocksucker than he
wanted to believe, didn't we?  Told you I could spot 'em."  I got to my
feet, unable to meet his eyes.  I moved to my closet and opened the door.

     "What do you think you're doing, cocksucker?"

     "Getting some clean shorts to sleep in, Rick."

     "No way faggot.  You're gonna sleep in the shorts you got on, boy.  I
want you to wake up in the morning with your crotch soaked with the load
you shot humping my leg while lapping up the last of my cum.  I'm gonna
make sure you NEVER forget this night.  Not that you would anyway.  But
this will show your obedience to me and you are gonna learn to obey.  Now
get into bed!"

     It was an order.  No doubt about it.  After just a second's
hesitation, I submitted to the will of the dominant male in the room and
climbed back into bed, my crotch soaked with my own cum.  Rick laid back
down on his bed on his side, watching me.  I heard him tell me that he'd
teach me more later, before I fell asleep exhausted from Rick's domination.

     The next morning, I awoke before Rick.  I looked over to see him
sleeping on his back, still naked of course.  He had a morning hard on.
His cock was throbbing against his flat belly, the head reaching almost to
his belly button.  I eased out of bed, my own shorts kind of cold from the
cum I had shot and slipped in to use the head.  I took a long hot shower,
getting very clean, then brushed my teeth and hair and slipped back into
the room.  Rick had rolled onto his side.  His cock stuck out along the bed
now and I was amazed at the size of it.  I was also very embarrassed about
what had happened the previous night.  I dressed quietly and slipped out
the door to class.

     I didn't see Rick again until well after dinner that evening.  He
hadn't been in the room at lunch and still being embarrassed, I hadn't
stayed around very long before going for some food and on to my afternoon
class.  When I got home that evening, Rick was sitting at his desk in the
main room, studying with some music playing.  He was dressed in only a very
tight pair of white shorts, his chest and feet bare.  I paused for a second
in the doorway, but then moved on into the room and closed the door behind
me.  I had nowhere else to go so I had to face him at some point.

     "Missed ya this morning, Billy Boy," he said.  "Had a nice breakfast
all ready for ya too."  I watched as he dropped his hand to his crotch and
began to rub the growing bulge there.  I decided to take the initiative.

     "Hey Rick, man, last night was just a fluke, ya know?  You caught me
off guard.  I didn't know what you were planning and you were finished
before I realized really what was going on.  I'm not a cocksucker.  I don't
want to do it again."

     Rick just laughed.  "Not a cocksucker?  I don't think so, boy.  You
sucked my dick and ate my cum.  You are definitely a cocksucker! You knew
exactly what was happening and were doing your best to get my dick down
your throat.  Don't give me any more bullshit, Billy.  You were put on this
earth to suck cock.  Not only that, you are from now on my personal
cocksucker.  You'll suck me off any time, any place I tell you, however
many times I tell you.  Got it?"

     There was an intensity in his gaze that was very compelling.  Rick had
a strong, dominant personality.  He liked to take charge and he was doing
so again.  I dropped my eyes from him and heard him chuckle.  "Can't even
look a real man in the eye, huh?  I'm not surprised.  Cocksuckers like you
know better than to try and stare down a real man.  You and I may both be
male, but we settled last night who's the MAN in the room when I shot my
load of cum in your mouth.  Didn't we?"

     I didn't know what to say or what do to.  I just moved into the
bedroom and lay down on my bed.  Rick followed me in, the bulge in his
shorts even bigger now.

     "Got a hot snack waiting for you, Billy Boy.  Time to put some
practice in on your new hobby."  I watched as he pulled down his shorts and
kicked them off.  He stood before me proudly, naked and fully erect.  I
still couldn't believe the size of his hard dick.  It was a couple shades
darker than the rest of his skin and at least eight inches.  I could
already see the precum oozing from the piss slit on the head and my mouth
watered as I remembered the taste of it.  "How about it, Billy?  You ready
to get fed again?  No sense in denying it boy.  I know you love it.  You
know you love it, even if you still won't admit it to yourself.  Now why
don't you strip for me so I can get a good look at my new toy.  You've been
so shy since we moved in here I have only seen ya naked a couple times."  I
didn't move, not because I didn't want to do what he was telling me to do,
but because something in me actually wanted to obey.  "Come on, Billy Boy,
you should have seen yourself when you shot your wad on your knees humping
my leg.  Hell, you were licking the last of my cum straight from my dick
when you did it.  Quit playing hard to get.  Now get up and strip."

     Reluctantly, I got up and began to pull off my clothes.  In just a few
seconds, I stood naked in front of him.  Rick was a few inches shorter than
I was, but I felt like he was towering over me anyway.  To my intense
embarrassment, my cock was hard as steel.  I just stood there while Rick
ran his eyes up and down my body.  He made me turn around for him so he
could inspect me like a piece of meat.  My cock was so hard that it hurt
and that was probably the most humiliating thing.  Then he had me face him
again.  His dick was in his hand.  With his free hand he pointed to the
floor in front of him.  "I want you on your knees right here within five
seconds, cocksucker!"

     I moved immediately and knelt at the feet of my ex-sailer stud
roommate.  He was in control and to my surprise, I found I liked it.  I
knew he was going to do things to me and make me do things to him that
would make most other guys sick, but I was actually kind of looking forward
to sucking him again.  I looked up at him, ready for the order to open my
mouth, to take him again.  Instead, he walked around me, checking me from
every angle.  I wasn't ashamed.  I knew I had a good body.  The sports and
working out had kept me in shape and I knew that I was handsome enough.  My
blond hair and blue eyes just contrasted with his darker skin and brown
eyes.  My hand automatically went to my cock to cover it.

     "Hands off!  Did I tell you that you could touch your dick, faggot?"

     "No," I replied.

     "No what??" he demanded.  I couldn't believe he wanted me to say it,
but he just stood there, waiting.

     "No, Sir," I said, finally.

     He grinned.  "Much better boy.  We're gonna get along just fine as
long as you remember who's top dog in this room.  If you forget, then
you'll be punished.  But we'll get to that later."  He moved around until
he was standing in front of me again and wagged his cock in front of my
face.  He was so nonchalant about being naked with me, showing off his hard
cock.  I guessed it must have been due to spending time in close quarters
with guys in the service.  I'd always had my own room and privacy.  Sure
I'd been in locker rooms, but that was always a fairly quick change for me.
I'd avoided a lot of the horsing around and crude jokes.  Now in the back
of my mind, I realized that it was more than just a fear of getting hard
that had prompted my avoidance, it was the sight of the other jocks naked
that had made me nervous.

     Rick stepped up to me and began to slap my cheeks and forehead with
his hard cock.  I just knelt there and let him beat my face with his thick
eight inches.  It was humiliating, but for some reason, it also turned me
on.  His masculine scent filled my nose and I inhaled it deeply.  My own
cock was throbbing between my legs and my breathing had quickened until I
was almost panting.  I opened my mouth, and realized that I was actually
hoping he would shove his meat in again.  I wanted to suck him.  I wanted
to hear him moan in pleasure as he came and know I was the one who made him
feel so good.  He laughed at my attempts to capture his cock in my mouth.

     Without thinking, my right hand closed around my cock again and I
began to stroke.  Rick noticed this immediately and stopped beating my face
with his dick.  I watched as the look on his face hardened.  "I guess you
haven't learned the first rule, have you, cocksucker?"

     I immediately dropped my cock.  "I'm sorry Rick.  I just am so turned
on, I forgot.  I won't do it again.  I promise!"

     "I know you won't, Billy boy.  But you've shown you can't control
yourself.  I'll have to make sure of the matter."  He walked to his closet,
leaving me kneeling naked on the floor and returned with a red bandana that
I had seen him wear on his head several times.  He ordered me to stand and
turn around which I did.  He forced my arms behind me and crossed my
wrists.  I felt the bandana loop around them.

     "Please Rick!  I promise I won't disobey again.  You don't need to tie
me up!"

     He finished tying my wrists and stepped up behind me, his cock rubbing
against my bound hands.  I felt his chin on my shoulder, the stubble on it
scraping across my skin and making me shiver.

     "You know?  I bet you would obey, and I probably don't need to tie you
up.  But I want to! Besides, it looks like you like it just fine."  I
realized he was looking down the front of my body and seeing my hard dick
respond to his tying me.

     Rick stepped away and turned me to face him.  I tried to pull my
wrists apart and couldn't.  I pulled again, feeling my muscles strain, but
being a sailor, Rick knew his knots and I was not going to get free.

     "You look good with your muscles all pumped up like that Billy.  Plus
you are obviously getting off on a little bit of roping, boy."  I could
feel little drops of precum being worked up my shaft as my dick throbbed in
response to my straining arms and shoulders.  As my cock throbbed, I looked
at Rick, who was standing there, watching me react to having my wrists
tied.  I watched as he reached out with his right hand and felt its heat on
my shoulder.  He squeezed for a second, feeling my muscles straining
against the bandanna, then pushed down.  My cock throbbed as I sank to my
knees in front of the sexy sailor.

     This time there were no preliminaries.  With my hands secured behind
me, Rick grabbed my head and forced his cock into my mouth.  When I began
to gag, he just shoved harder, forcing his dick into my throat.  My air was
cut off and my body jerked and trembled, but there was no way to stop what
was happening.  I watched as his pubic hair came closer and closer until
finally my nose nestled in it.  My throat was spasming around his cock, but
I was helpless to pull back.  After a few seconds, Rick yanked his cock
back and I drew in a deep breath.  Then he plunged back in again.  I choked
some more and he seemed to enjoy the sounds.  He twisted his hips, poking
his cock in at different angles, seeing which provoked the most gagging
from me.

     After a few minutes of his fun, he got serious again and began to fuck
my mouth and throat with long, slow strokes.  I choked some still, but was
doing better taking his cock.  I listened to him as he fucked my face.  His
talk turned me on even more.

     "Yeah that's it, cocksucker.  Eat your man's meat.  Take it down your
throat!  Yeahhhh.  I've made you into a cocksucker, Billy boy.  Your goddam
mouth was made to please a man's cock.  Oh fuck yeah!  That feels great,
faggot.  Eat my dick.  Lick it, cocksucker!"  The words streamed from his
mouth, calling me names, praising my cocksucking and reinforcing that he
was the one who had made me a cocksucker.  Finally, he raised up onto his
toes and his whole body stiffened.  With a loud moan, he shot his wad.  He
yanked his hands forward as he thrust his hips and his cock sank more
deeply into my throat than it had before.  I only knew for sure that he was
cumming by the twitches of his body and the expansion and contraction of
his cock in my mouth.  I never even tasted the second load Rick pumped into
me.

     Rick let his cock soak for a few seconds, then pulled back, allowing
me to breathe.  He milked the exposed inches with his right hand and I
tasted the drop of sperm that he produced as it formed on my tongue.  Then
he pushed me away, sending me falling onto the floor on my side.  I was
gasping for breath.  He just looked at me, chuckled and sat on the edge of
his bed.  His feet were only inches from my face.

     I could feel my dick throbbing as I looked up at the sweaty young man
sitting on the bed above me.  I pulled at the bandanna binding my wrists,
futilely trying to free my hands.  Rick just watched me struggle for a
moment, then spoke.

     "Look at me, Billy boy."  I looked up at his face.  "Kiss my foot,
boy," he ordered.  His foot was only about an inch from my face now, so I
scooted forward a bit and pressed my lips to the top of it.  "Good boy," he
purred.  "You're getting the hang of things now."

     I had gotten my knees under me and was now kneeling, bent over,
kissing Rick's foot.  I knew what he was doing to me.  He was showing me
who was boss and it was obvious to us both that it wasn't me.  Hell, I
could still taste his cock in my mouth and the last drop of his hot cum I
had licked off the head.  I knew he had me now.  With his act of tying my
hands behind me and fucking my face Rick established himself as the
dominant male in the room.  Now, I obediently kissed his foot without even
protesting.  He told me to stand up and turn around.  When I did, he untied
my hands.  I turned back around to look at him.  My cock was throbbing in
front of me now, nearly eight inches of hard meat.  Rick chuckled when he
saw it.

     "Tell me you're my cocksucker, Billy boy."

     "I'm your cocksucker, Rick."

     "Yeah, that you are.  I bet you want to get off, don't ya?"

     "Oh god, yessir!"

     "I think that can be arranged, Billy Boy."  He lay back on his bed,
his body stretched out in front of me.  I thought how sexy he looked.  Rick
put his hands behind his head and looked up at me.  His cock was still
hard.  It jutted up from his black bush, throbbing slightly and leaking
precum at the head.  The shaft was still glistening with my saliva and his
balls were hanging down low, having given up one load already. The sight
made my mouth water.  I was so horny that I didn't know what to do, but
remembered myself enough to wait for Rick's orders.  "Alright, Billy boy.
I'm gonna let you cum, but you're gonna do it my way.  You get your mouth
down here on my chest and start licking.  As long as you are licking where
I tell you, you can stroke your cock.  Fair enough?"

     "Yes sir!" I replied and dropped to my knees between his widely spread
legs.  My hand grabbed my cock the second my tongue touched his skin.  I
sucked at his pecs and tongued the valley between them.  I sucked on his
nipples and felt them get hard in my mouth.  I could feel Rick's heartbeat
under my lips and that really turned me on.  Rick's cock was pressed into
my abs as I moved my mouth over his chest, licking and sucking, tasting
every inch of him that I could reach.  My hand was flying over my cock and
I was moaning as I licked down Rick's muscular abs.  I was close to
cumming.

     Rick grabbed me by the hair and shoved my face into his armpit.  I
licked at the damp hair there.  The taste of his sweat was too much for me
and I let out a loud moan.  Rick held my face pressed into his pit while my
body convulsed and I shot my load onto the floor and bed.  I could hear him
laughing as I did it, but was too far gone to care.  I had never cum so
hard or so much in my life despite my nose and mouth being pressed into
another dude's pit.  When I was spent, Rick released my head and I fell
back onto the floor.  I was exhausted and my breath came in great gasps.
Rick leaned back against the wall and looked at me.

     Now that I had cum, I couldn't believe what I had just done.  Waves of
humiliation ran through me and I couldn't believe that I had actually
licked out Rick's sweaty armpit and shot my load as I did it.  Rick watched
me silently for a minute or two while all these thoughts ran through my
head.  "Alright boy.  Time to get some sleep.  Tomorrow is Saturday, so no
sneaking off early to class.  But I think I ought to make sure."  Rick
grinned at me, then got up and went to his closet again.  I watched as he
pulled out a blue, then a green bandanna.  I'd seen him wearing these
before and just the sight of them started my cock throbbing again.  "Get up
on your bed, bitch!"  I quickly obeyed, all thoughts of my humiliation gone
with the sight of Rick, standing naked with the bandannas in his hand.  I
lay down on my back and watched as Rick approached.  He grabbed my left
wrist and used the blue bandanna to tie it to the bedpost.  Then he did the
same to my left wrist with the green one.  I was surprised when he picked
up the bandanna from earlier and used it to tie my left ankle to the bottom
bed post.  My cock was now a steel bar again, but I couldn't touch it.
Rick looked down at me and saw my hard cock and laughed.

     You won't be getting any more relief there," he said, nodding towards
my hard dick.  "You'll probably spend all night wishing you could touch
your prick and staring at me as I sleep, but that's your problem.  In the
morning, we'll see what kind of state you're in, fag."  I wanted so badly
to grab my cock and pulled at the bandannas, but there was no getting free.
I tried to lift my wrists, but the metal rod connecting the tops of the bed
posts stopped me from freeing myself that way.  As I writhed on the bed,
Rick got back into his.  He turned off the light then rolled over on his
side, facing away from me.  Frustrated as hell, but so turned on that the
slightest touch on my cock would make me cum, I tried to pull free, but
couldn't.  I then tried to turn enough on the bed to basically hump it to
try to cum, but stretched out with my ankle and both wrists tied, I
couldn't get turned enough.  Rolling to my left where I had the most
mobility only left my cock hanging over the side of the bed.  Finally I
realized that there was no way for me to get any friction on my cock and
settled back onto the bed.

     "About time you figured that out, cocksucker," Rick said.  I looked
over and saw he was laying on his back watching me.  I wanted to ask him to
release me, to let me cum, but knew it wouldn't do any good.  Rick closed
his eyes and as I listened, his breathing slowed as he fell asleep.  My
eyes were locked on the sight of his chest rising and falling and his tight
abs.  Then as time passed and the moonlight shifted, his soft cock was
revealed.  It was while staring at it that I finally fell asleep.

     The next morning, I awoke again before Rick. Without thinking, I tried
to get up, but the bandannas held me in place.  I struggled quietly for a
few moments before settling down again.  I debated for a few seconds
whether to wake up Rick since I needed to take a piss now as much as I
needed to cum.  I soon discovered I didn't have to make that decision.  My
struggling had awoken my ex-military roommate and he was looking over at
me.  The first thing I noticed was his hard cock laying up along his abs.
I felt my mouth actually begin to water looking at it.  I remembered the
taste of Rick as he slid into my mouth and knew he had been right.  I
wanted to feel and taste him again.  I realized that my years of denial
about my attraction to the other jocks at school were coming out in me full
force as I looked at my sexy roommate's naked body.  Still, my mind yelled
at me from a back corner that this was the man who had fucked my mouth the
night before and I shouldn't let him do it again.  Of course, I really had
no choice in the matter.

     I watched as Rick stood and stretched.  His body looked incredible as
he arched his back and flexed his muscles.  His morning hard on stood out
proudly as he did it, proclaiming his manhood.  I could feel lube working
its way up my cock as I watched him.  Rick dropped to the floor and did a
quick fifty push ups, then stood up and looked down at me.  He was still
hard.

     "I bet you are just about ready to either die or cum, aren't you,
Billy?" he asked.

     "Oh god, Rick.  Please, please untie me.  I need to cum and I need to
piss so badly.  Please let me up!"

     "Well which do you want to do first?"

     I was hornier than I'd ever been in my life, plus I didn't think I
could get any piss through the hard on I was sporting so I told him I'd
like to cum first.

     "Yeah, that's what I figured.  How about I untie one of your wrists
and you can beat off."

     At first, I was elated by the idea, but then I had a thought.  "Are
you gonna, well you know, watch me while I do it?"  My old insecurities and
fears had flooded back into me.  Rick just laughed.

     "Fuck Billy!  I know what it feels like to cum in your cocksucking
mouth and I'm gonna do it plenty more.  You really embarrassed by me
watching you get your nut?"  I thought for a split second and realized he
was right.

     "No, Rick.  Please untie my hand so I can cum."  He grinned down at
me.  Rick took a step closer to the bed and apparently knew that I was a
righty since he untied my right wrist.  He leaned over me which gave him
the opportunity to rub his cock along my cheek while he worked on the knot.
I didn't try to move my face away, but he stopped after just a second.

     "You're gonna have to shave this morning, Billy boy.  You don't really
grow much of a beard or 'stache, but the little bit of stubble you have is
rough and needs to go.  Got it?"

     "Yes, Rick."  I replied.  My right wrist was finally free of the
bandanna, but Rick held it in place when I tried to go for my cock.  He
continued to keep my arm immobilized until I stopped trying to move it and
gave into him.  Then he gave me a wicked grin and released my wrist.  I
reached down and grabbed my cock. Within about three strokes I started to
cum, gasping as the first shot landed up on my cheek.  When I started to
moan, Rick stuffed the bandanna that had been binding my wrist into my
mouth, muffling me.

     "You make that much noise and everyone's gonna know you're shooting
your wad, Billy."  I realized I had forgotten about everyone but Rick and
tried to stifle my moans, but found myself even more turned on by the
bandanna in my mouth and Rick's hand over it holding it firmly in place.  I
let out four or five more muffled moans as the rest of my load landed on my
chest and abs.  I was still tethered to the bed by my left wrist and ankle
and strained against those bonds as I shot my load while Rick watched.
Finally I was done and Rick went and sat on his bed.  "You can get yourself
free now," he told me, then sat back to watch.

     I managed to get my other wrist untied, then my ankle.  For the first
time in hours, I could move freely.  I looked over at Rick, wondering what
he would want me to do now.  Even though I had cum, I was still really
turned on from the way he'd kept me tied to the bed and my cock had never
gone soft as I struggled to free myself.  I could see that Rick's cock was
still hard and I expected him to tell me it was time to suck him off again.
Despite having just cum, I was actually ready to do it.  All the desires I
had pretended didn't exist when I had been in the lockers with the other
jocks in my school were running free in my mind.  I was surprised then when
Rick got up, grabbed his towel and went to the head.  I sat on my bed,
trying to will my cock down and rubbed at my wrists a bit.  The left one
was a bit red, but I realized it was from my struggling to get free and
pulling against the bandannas as I came that had caused it, not how tightly
Rick had tied me.  Finally, I got up and followed Rick, using my towel to
hide my cock which was still half hard.

     Rick was already in the shower and so I used the facilities, brushed
my teeth and shaved as he had ordered, trying to give him time to finish.
He had other plans though and in the mirror I saw the shower curtain slide
back.  Rick was looking out at me, his hand slowly stroking his hard cock.
"Get in here Billy," was all he said.  Despite the fact that any of our
other suitemates could come in and potentially discover us in the shower
together, or worse me on my knees sucking off my Latino roomie, I obeyed.
I stepped into the spray and Rick just looked at me.

     "Go down on me, Billy," he said softly.  I slowly sank to my knees,
taking in the sight of his wet skin as I lowered my face to the level of
his crotch.  The dark hair that spread across his chest was more apparent
now that it was wet and I could see that there were many smaller, finer
hairs across his muscular torso that were light enough when he was dry not
to show.  I realized that in another couple of years, my sexy roomie would
be even hairier and more masculine.  Finally my eyes focused on the real
prize, Rick's hard cock.  It was standing at attention and as Rick simply
rested his hand on the top of my head, I leaned forward on my own and
captured the head between my lips.

     The water from the shower had washed away the precum that I had first
tasted last night, but as I worked on his cock with my lips and tongue I
was rewarded with his salty, smoky flavor.  I pushed my head forward more,
taking more of Rick's inches into my mouth until the head of his cock was
pushed up to the entrance to my throat.  I swallowed and as my throat
relaxed, I felt Rick grab my hair and pull my head forward.  This time we
were both working towards the same goal and I got him in me down to the
pubes with only minor struggle.  I heard him let out a soft sigh as he held
my head firmly against his crotch.  After a moment, just as I was beginning
to panic for lack of air, he released his grip and I pulled up, sucking in
air through my nose.

     "That's right, cocksucker.  You are a natural at this, Billy.  You
should've been blowing all your teammates and buddies for years with the
talented mouth that you've got.  Poor guys really missed out, but I have to
admit it's more fun for me to be the one breaking you in.  They say you
fags always remember the man who busts your cherries, so you'll remember me
forever.  But there's still a lot for you to learn.  This weekend is gonna
be a real learning experience for you, bitch."  Rick had been thrusting
into my mouth as he told me this, his hips moving faster and faster.  Now,
I felt him rise up onto his toes again as he rammed into my throat and I
looked up at his face as he began to shoot his cum into my mouth for the
second time.  Rick had his head thrown back and all I could see was his
toned body over top of me, his muscles tensed as he filled my mouth with
his seed.  His balls, which had been slapping my chin were pulled up to the
base of his cock as they delivered his jizz into my waiting mouth.  I
gulped it all down as quickly as Rick produced it and saw the shudders run
through Rick's taut muscles as he came. Rick began to relax, lowering
himself back off his toes and he looked down at me.  Rick had a big grin on
his face as he saw me swallowing.  A few seconds later, Rick pulled out of
my mouth and turned to rinse off in the spray.  Before I could even climb
to my feet, he had stepped out of the shower, leaving me there kneeling,
alone with my hard dick.

     Not knowing what else to do, I went ahead with my shower.  I heard the
water in the sink running as I soaped up and shampooed.  I rinsed off and
grabbed my towel, pulling the shower curtain aside.  Rick was at the sink,
combing his dark, curly hair and looking at me in the mirror.  He hadn't
shaved, and stubble covered his cheeks and chin, making him look even
darker and sexier.

     "Wait for me in the room, Billy Boy.  I'll just be a minute."  I
wrapped my towel around my waist, trying to hide my stiffening dick, but
Rick had already seen it and just smiled knowingly at me.  "Don't bother
putting on any clothes just yet." he said quietly.

     Blushing, I went into our room and sat on the edge of my bed.  A few
moments later, Rick came through the door.  He had a towel wrapped around
his waist, the white material seeming to glow against the dark honey color
of his skin.  I felt my cock react again to the sight of his bare chest and
his tight body as I remembered the feel of his nipples hardening under my
tongue last night, the taste of his cock and cum just a few minutes
earlier.  I was embarrassed again by what I had done, what I had let Rick
do to me, do IN me.  I felt a blush spreading across my face, but then I
remembered what he'd told me earlier and how he'd watched me jack off still
partially tied by him to my own bed.  I watched as Rick closed and locked
the door to the bathroom, then turned to me, pulling off his towel as his
did so.

     "You like what you see, Billy Boy?  I'm still hard!  I'm gonna need to
shoot some more loads.  But you're gonna do the work for this one."  Rick
sat on his bed. "Get your mouth over here."

     The sound of his voice and the tone of command struck a nerve deep
inside me.  I responded immediately.  My cock was rock hard as the waves of
shame and humiliation turned once again to lust.  I looked at Rick's sexy
eyes and face, then took in his chest and the dark hair that grew in a line
running down his abs to his crotch.  Then my eyes reached his large cock
and I was lost.  I climbed to my knees, bent over his musky crotch and took
him in my mouth.  This time Rick never once touched my head with his hands.
I ran my mouth up and down his shaft and worked his cock until I could tell
he was getting close.  I was surprised when he reached down, got ahold of
my hair and pulled my head up and off his cock.  He was looking down at me
intently.

     "Don't wanna cum that way again, Billy Boy.  I was gonna wait until
tomorrow for this, but I think you're ready now."  I had no idea what he
was talking about, but made no protest as he sat up and grabbed the green
bandana from where it lay on the bedside table.  I felt my cock twitch as I
saw the material in his hand.  I couldn't pull my eyes from it, and Rick
noticed.  "Seems like you want this again," he said holding the bandana up
to my face.  I couldn't say anything, but my hard dick betrayed me.

     I watched as Rick got off the bed and went over to mine.  He retrieved
the red and blue bandannas and turned to me, holding all three in his
hands. He stepped back to me and pulled me by my hair back onto my own bed.
He planted his right hand in the center of my chest and I twitched at the
contact.  He just gave me another wicked grin as he pushed me down onto my
back on the bed.  When I was lying flat, he climbed on top of me,
straddling my chest on his knees.  First he grabbed my right hand and
pushed it over my head.  I watched and felt his hard cock and his soft ball
sack sliding over my chest and abs as he did so and didn't even really try
to resist him tying my wrist to the bed post until it was done.  Rick
quickly tied my left wrist and then sat on my chest, rubbing his cock all
over my face and lips.  I could feel his precum smearing across my face and
let my tongue slide across my lips to taste him again.

     Out of reflex, I tried to move my hands, but they were securely tied
above me and would only move a tiny bit with the bit of slack Rick had left
to keep my circulation going.  Rick watched as I pulled and twisted, all to
no effect, with a smirk on his face.  Realizing that once again I wasn't
going to get free until Rick let me, I stopped struggling and looked up at
him past his throbbing cock, meeting his eyes.  Rick was staring down at me
and without breaking our stare, held the green bandana up where I could see
it.  I watched as he tied a large knot in the middle of it, unsure of what
he had in mind.

     "You want my cock again?" he asked.

     I was well beyond denying this stud access to my mouth.  "Yes, sir."

     "Then open wide."  I obeyed but instead of the head of his cock
sliding into me, Rick forced the large knot in the bandana between my lips.
This caught me off guard and I tried to twist my head away, but Rick was
ready for that.  He pulled my head firmly into his crotch, pushing my face
against his throbbing meat and held it there.  I felt his hands tying the
bandana at the back of my head and realized that I had just been
effectively gagged.  When he was finished, Rick released my head which fell
back against the bed, leaving me staring up at the hot Latino man.  "Good
boy, Billy.  You're gonna love this!"

     At first, he just grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed it against
my eyes, cheeks and lips again and I was confused.  With the gag in place,
there was no way to get it in my mouth.  Then he climbed off the bed and
stood next to me where I lay helpless.  He looked down at me with a sexy
grin.

     "I prefer to take a guy's cherry while he sucks another man's cock to
keep him quiet, but since it's just the two of us...."  He shrugged.

     I felt my eyes widen as the meaning of his words sank into my brain.
Take my cherry?  Oh, god, he wanted to fuck me!  Of course I should have
seen it coming, but I'd thought he planned to fuck my mouth again until the
gag was in place.  I'd even had an image of him, kneeling over my chest,
hands cupping the back of my head and his back arching as he shot another
load down my throat.  But this was different!  I struggled again for a
second, but froze when Rick grabbed my cock and squeezed.  I looked down to
see his fingers wrapped tightly around my meat.  This was the first time
he'd touched my cock with anything other than his leg.  I moaned into the
gag as he used his thumb to smear my precum all over the head of my cock.
My eyes took in the sight of his muscled arm and chest before he squeezed
again and they closed with the pleasurable feelings coursing through my
entire body, but all centered on his hand around my dick.

     "Open your eyes, Billy Boy."  I obeyed, looking up from where his hand
gripped my manhood to his face.  When our eyes met he continued.  "Do you
want me to stop?  If you never want to touch my body or my dick again, nod
your head and I'll untie you.  I'd never have given any pussyboy this kind
of choice when I was in the service, I'd have just fucked the fag's brains
out and been done with it.  But I kind of like you and we're sharing a room
together, so I'm giving you the option.  Submit to me totally or never
touch me again.  If you don't submit, I'll never touch you again either.
You want me to let you up?"  His thumb continued to work over the head of
my cock and looking back, it's clear he knew exactly what he was doing.  I
was on a hair trigger to begin with and he had just taken me near to
shooting my own load.  I shook my head, no.  I wanted him to continue.

     "I just want to be clear here, Billy boy.  You want me to keep doing
what I'm doing.  You know I'm gonna fuck ya and you want me to keep you
tied up if that's what I want."  He paused and I nodded. "You want me to
fuck your mouth again?"  I nodded again.  "And you are willing to give me
your ass and let me make you my bitch in order to keep swallowing my jizz?"
I nodded a third time as his thumb continued to drive me crazy.  "You
understand that once we go down this path, you submit to me totally.  You
take my cock, my cum, anything I say at any time."  Rick released my cock
as I nodded again frantically.  Had Rick kept up his stimulation of my dick
for another five seconds, I would have shot my load and never agreed, but
he was playing me like a fiddle.

     He grinned at me, his white teeth flashing in his dark toned face.  "I
thought that would be your decision."  He stroked a finger lightly along my
shaft, then pulled his hand away completely.  I tried desperately to follow
his hand with my hips, to get that extra little bit of sensation that would
get me off, but it was no use.  Rick rubbed his sticky thumb across my
upper lip and I could smell my own lube as I lay bound to my bed.  "Most
guys who find out they are cocksuckers eventually end up taking it up the
ass and becoming some man's bitch.  They just can't help themselves.  Once
they've submitted the first time and discovered how much they like a man's
cock inside them, it's just a matter of time.  Just like you, they need it.
I've popped a few guys' cherries in the past, on my own and with the help
of some of my buddies in the Navy.  Like I said, the best way to do it is
with the new pussyboy's mouth full of cock.  That way he's already getting
cock the way he's used to it and busting open his pussy is a small step."
Rick looked down at me.  "Painful for him, sure, but he learns to accept it
if it makes his man feel good.  Boys like you need to realize as quickly as
possible that you get your jollies by making men like me feel good.  You
get off on submitting, on taking dick instead of giving it."  Rick stood
and looked down at me for a second or two.  "Like I said, I guess we'll
make do with the gag.  You obviously get off on being tied up, so that
works for me.  Still, even with the gag, you'll be making some noise.  Just
wait here a minute."  He grinned at me and gave me a wink knowing I
couldn't move.

     I watched helplessly as Rick threw on a pair of shorts and a shirt and
went back into the bathroom.  I lay there on the bed, my cock throbbing
from the attention he had given it, desperate for more.  Even though I knew
that when he returned he planned to fuck me, I wanted him to come back.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, I heard the key in the front door to
our dorm rooms.  I listened to it open and shut and the lock turn again.  A
few seconds of tense waiting later and Rick reappeared in the bedroom.  He
was grinning at me as he slipped the key back into the pocket of his
shorts.

     "Only one here this weekend is Luke.  Apparently everyone else went
home or to the concert."  He sat on his bed, pulling off his shirt as he
did so.  "I debated about bringing Luke over here to join in the fun."  I
felt myself go cold at those words.  Rick thought about bringing Luke over
to see me naked and tied to the bed?  Luke was from way down south, and
spoke with a slow southern drawl.  He was a good looking guy that was a bit
taller than me.  He had light brown hair that he kept fairly long, gray
eyes and a lean, very muscular build.  We'd taken jogs together and played
football on the student commons.  I considered him a friend, and here Rick
was talking nonchalantly about letting the guy know I sucked dick, having
him watch me lose my cherry to Rick while tied to my bed.  Hell, Rick was
suggesting that Luke could help him!  I saw that Rick had been watching all
these thoughts run through my head.  He grinned at me again.  "Don't worry,
Billy. I didn't invite him over, even though I think you would have enjoyed
it.  Remember what I said about the best way to bust a new pussyboy's
cherry.  You sure you wouldn't like to be giving Luke some head while I do
it?"  I shook my head.

     Suddenly I realized that the idea of Luke witnessing my submission to
Rick or even participating in it wasn't causing my dick to soften, it had
only made it harder.  There was no way to hide this evidence of my
excitement from Rick and apparently he had been watching for it.

     "I can see that the idea of Luke getting his dick in your mouth
doesn't exactly upset you, Billy.  You sure you don't want me to go ahead
and give him a call and have him come over?  Like I said, I like you, so
I'll leave it up to you.  You want him here?"  I shook my head, no.  "You
positive?  I bet that you'll be sucking his dick in a few weeks anyway.
Why not get started now?"  Again I shook my head.  "OK then, Billy boy.
It's just the two of us.  I've broken men into pussyboys before and know
how to do it.  With a boy like you, it'll be easy.  I usually like to do it
rough and hard, make them realize immediately that they are pussies and
show them what pussyboys are for so they remember from that moment on for
the rest of their lives.  But since I like ya, I'll make it easier on you.
Well, as easy as I can make it.  Sometimes when a man starts to fuck,
well...he just fucks.  His bitch has to learn to take it.  Understand?"  I
nodded, yes.

     "All right then.  Too bad.  I would have enjoyed breaking you in
completely in one rough fuck like I used to do with my navy buddies.  We'd
get a fag, hold him down and take turns with his boypussy.  But, hell, I
can start off all nice and gentle and by the time I'm done you'll still be
just as much my bitch forever.  I'll get the lube and in a few minutes I'll
make you into the pussyboy you always knew you were, but were too afraid to
ask your High School buddies to make you into."  Rick got up and went to
his closet stripping off his shirt and shorts as he did so.  He rummaged
inside and pulled out a small bottle then turned back to me.

     "I'm not complaining, Billy boy, cause I like busting a guy's cherry,
but if you'd been man enough to accept what you are, you coulda been taking
dick for years now.  What I'm about to do to ya probably wouldn't even hurt
cause the other jocks in your school, the ones who are real men like me,
would have plugged you a thousand times by now."  I watched as Rick poured
some lube in his hand and spread it over his cock, stroking it as he did
so.  My eyes were locked on his manhood and I remembered the way it felt
sliding between my lips.  I wondered how it would feel when he took me like
a pussy.  I tried to imagine being connected to another man like that -
having his cock up inside me - but I couldn't.  I knew that soon I wouldn't
have to try imagining.  I would experience the real thing.

     Rick climbed on the bed between my legs and proudly stroked his long,
thick cock.  >From this angle, knowing what he intended to do with it, it
looked even larger than it had before.  I couldn't imagine something that
size going up inside me.  I remembered the first time I took a girl's
cherry and how she'd said it had hurt.  I felt my mouth go dry.  Rick
grabbed my legs behind the knees and lifted them, bending over me as he did
so.  My thighs were against his chest and my knees hooked over his
shoulders.  I felt him push my pillow up under the small of my back.  Then
his eyes locked onto mine.

     As he stared at me, I felt the head of his cock probe against my ass,
sliding around.  Rick gave me an evil grin and suddenly I felt the head
slide up against my entrance, pushing forward slightly, but then pulling
away.  I had tensed up instinctively when Rick's cock pressed against my
hole.  "Try to relax, Billy boy.  It'll be a thousand times easier if you
push out as I open ya up.  Still gonna hurt, but it'll be better that way."
Rick moved his hips forward again and I tried to relax and do what he said.
At first, I thought I would be able to, but then what remained of my male
brain kicked in and I clamped up again.  Rick pulled his cock away and
looked at me.

     "You need to relax, boy.  I can get in no matter what you do, but
it'll hurt you a lot more if you try to keep me out.  Just give into it.
Let it happen.  You're pussy, Billy.  Accept it."  I took several deep
breaths, trying to calm myself.  But then my eyes went wide.  It wasn't
because Rick had forced his cock into me, but because I could see past him
that the door to the bathroom was swinging open.

     "Hey guys," Luke drawled as the door opened.  "I thought since it was
just the three of us..."  He trailed off as he saw me on my back about to
take my Latino roomie's cock up my virgin ass.  "Holy shit!"

     Rick turned his head to look at Luke for a few seconds, who just stood
there frozen.  "Well either get in or get out, Luke.  Either way, shut the
fucking door."  Luke stood for just another second or two, then shut the
door behind him and came into the room.

     "Damn!  Never expected that William was a fag, Rick.  Who woulda
thought - a jock like him.  Wait why do you have him tied up like that?"
Luke's southern accent was becoming more pronounced. "You raping that boy,
Rick?"  I could see that Luke's face was getting red with anger.  "That
ain't right!"  I saw Luke's hands clench into fists.

     "Calm down, Luke.  Billy boy likes this just fine.  He gets off on
being tied up too, so that's the way I was gonna bust open his cherry."
Rick looked down at me.  "Don't ya, pussyboy?"

     Luke stepped up beside us to get a better look at my face.  "How's he
gonna answer?  You got him gagged!"

     "Easy, Luke.  Billy, nod your head if you told me I could do this to
you.  Shake your head if I am forcing you."  I looked over at Luke, more
embarrassed than I had ever been in my life.  He was staring down at me, a
mix of concern, anger, curiosity and perhaps a bit of lust on his face.
His eyes bored into me and I felt my own face go red with humiliation.  If
I shook my head, Luke would be throwing punches at Rick, no doubt.  I
figured it was a pretty even match, but I thought that if I did that, Rick
would make good on his word and I'd never touch his cock again.  Yeah, I
was naive - Rick would've fucked me eventually no matter what I did, but I
slowly nodded my head.  The look on Luke's face turned to one of surprise
and astonishment, then his eyes narrowed.

     "So you are a fag, *Billy*," he said, stressing the nickname Rick had
given me.  I had been William to everyone else, but now that he knew my
secret, Luke discarded that name.  "Fuck, faggot, why haven't you been
sucking me off, too?  I got a nice thick piece here that sure loves a hot
mouth."
     "Billy boy just discovered he had a taste for cock, Luke.  I told him
that I bet he'd be sucking you off in a few weeks, maximum.  Looks to me
like that time frame just got moved up a bit.  Still, we had a plan..."
Without warning Rick rammed his hips forward, forcing the head of his cock
into me, stretching me more that I ever believed possible.  I let out a
yell that was muffled by the gag as tears came to my eyes.  My whole world
seemed to be centered on the large cock penetrating me.  I tried to squeeze
down to force him out and the pain tripled.  My air knocked out of me, I
relaxed all of my muscles.  The pain was still there, but not nearly as
intense as when I had been fighting Rick's entry.  I forced myself to relax
more, to let it happen, to let Rick turn me into a pussyboy.  I saw Luke
standing over the bed, watching as I lost my virginity to my dark skinned
roomie.  His right hand was massaging his crotch now, and even with the
pain, my mind noted that Luke appeared to have a big cock.

     I wasn't yelling anymore and my eyes went back to the face of the man
inside me.  Rick was grinning at me again, holding his hips still.  "I told
ya I'd take it easy on you, Billy Boy, but you kept tensing up.  This was
the best way for ya.  Now just keep relaxed and I'll put the rest of my
dick up inside you."

     My ass was spasming around Rick's thick meat, but I forced myself to
relax as much as possible.  I heard noise from the other bed's springs and
saw that Luke had shucked off the shorts he was wearing and sat down,
watching as Rick proceeding with his fuck.  He was stroking a long, thick
cock.  As I watched, the head of his cock appeared and disappeared and I
realized that he was uncut.  Then Rick began to push in again and I thought
for a second that the world of pain I had felt earlier would return.  But
now that he was in and I was stretched, the rest of his meat slid into me
fairly easily.  There was still pain and I had never felt so full but my
mind was reeling from everything that was happening so that I couldn't
concentrate.

     "Damn, Rick, never seen a guy bust another dude's cherry before.
Fuck.  I thought you were killing him at first, but he seems to have calmed
down now and you are all the way in.  I think little Billy's gonna like
getting fucked."

     "I know he is, Luke.  But why don't you pull out that gag and shove
something else in his mouth to keep him quiet."

     "Oh hell yeah!" Luke said and was up off the bed in a flash.  Rick
pulled me down the bed so that my arms were stretched out over my head as
Luke grabbed the gag and flipped it down over my chin so that the bandanna
was around my neck.  He started to climb onto the bed over my chest when
Rick stopped him.

     "Try the other way, Luke.  You can just tilt his head back and you'll
have a straight shot down his throat."  Luke moved around so that he was
kneeling on the bed above me.  I looked at Rick, who was still keeping his
dick immobile up inside me.  The pain was slowly receding, but was
definitely still there.

     "Try to keep relaxed for now, Billy boy, and it will be easier on ya.
Once Luke's in, Im gonna start fucking and it's best if you try to stay
loose this time.  We've got all the time in the world to teach you how to
use your pussy to milk a man's cock."
     Luke was in position now and I saw his face appear over mine, upside
down.  He looked down at me, a grin appearing on his face.  I wondered what
he was thinking.  We had been buddies, teammates sometimes.  Now, he was
about to fuck my mouth.  I looked again at his cock.  The foreskin was
still hooding the head of his meat and I watched as he moved it closer to
my mouth.  He pushed the head against my lips and held it there.

     "Use your tongue, Billy Boy," he ordered. "I like to feel a bitch's
tongue slide up under my skin and lick my cockhead."  I obeyed, forcing my
tongue against the slit of his cock, then past and under, tasting his as I
did so.  His precum was similar to Rick's but seemed a bit sweeter.  As I
ran my tongue over the head of his cock, Luke knuckles hit my forehead as
he grabbed the shaft and pulled the skin back.  Luke was leaking like crazy
and the sexy taste of him distracted me for a moment.  I almost didn't
realize that Rick was slowly pulling back, easing his cock out of me.  But
I felt the unimaginably full feeling receding and moaned around the jock's
dick in my mouth.  Luke pushed forward as Rick did the same and I felt two
hard cocks penetrating me from opposite ends.  The pain of Rick's
penetration wasn't gone, but was now manageable.  I felt Luke come up
against the entrance to my throat and pull back.

     "Go for it all the way, buddy.  This fag's been taking every inch of
my meat," Rick told him.

     "Sounds good to me," Luke said and began to force his way back into
me.  This time he didn't stop at the entrance to my throat, but pushed on
through, sinking his meat deep into me.  "Ahhhhh, fuck yeah.  This is
great.  Never would have thought that William - sorry Billy Boy - was a
fagboy.  Sure is nice to find out that he is though.  How long did ya say
ya been usin' him?

     "I shot my first load down his throat just this Thursday night."

     "What?  I thought you and Billy went out with those hot chicks I saw."
Luke said.

     "We did, but Billy boy here ran them off.  Gave me a big case of blue
balls.  But when we got back here, I figured out why he had done it.  The
fag was hot for my body and wanted it himself.  I got my dick in his mouth
and he was swallowing cum like a pro in no time."

     "No fucking way!  He swallowed your load?  That's fucking disgusting
man."

     "Of course he did.  He'll swallow yours too.  Unless you don't want
him to."

     "No," Luke said, his voice suddenly calculating.  "None of the chicks
will swallow.  I wanna see this boy here drink all my jism.  How does that
sound to you, Billy?  You wanna eat what comes outta my balls?"  Rick
rammed his cock into me hard, making me whimper.

     "Well that sure sounds like a yes to me," Luke drawled in his sexy
southern accent.  "How does a guy who's swallowed your cum ever look you in
the eye again, Rick?  I mean, come on, that's as low as it gets."

     "Well, he's a cocksucker and a pussyboy.  It's what he's been craving
most of his life.  Fags like him have no shame.  They want cock and cum and
will do anything to get it.  We had a little talk about you earlier.  I
told him best way to bust a guy's cherry was for him to have another cock
in his mouth.  Told him I'd get you to do it."

     "So why the hell didn't you come get me?"

     "Billy boy was still being shy.  He got all embarrassed and just
wanted me to plug him without anyone else knowing.  But then you walked in.
Go figure.  Now he's getting it from both ends the way a fag like him
should."

     Luke pulled his cock out of my mouth and smacked my face hard enough
that it stung a bit.  "Don't you ever turn down a chance at my dick again,
boy," he said and shoved his cock back into me.  I heard Rick laughing as
he did it.

     "Don't think you have to worry there, Luke.  Like I said, I bet him
he'd be sucking you soon anyway.  I could see it in his eyes he was hot on
the thought of getting your dick."

     "Well he's got it now.  Little fag's gonna be blowing me every day
from now on.  So you just took over his mouth on Thursday and made him your
cocksucker.  I just watched ya make him a pussyboy.  What's with the
bandannas?"  Both of them were now fucking in and out of me in time with
each other.  I heard muffled moans and groans and realized they were coming
from me.  Each time Rick rammed into me, I couldn't help but let out a
moan, but Luke's cock, forcing its way into my throat in time with Rick's
thrusts was muffling it.  Luke's balls were slapping forward into my eyes
each time he bottomed out in my face.  Still, the two of them were talking
like this was just any normal activity.

     "I told the fag not to touch his dick, but he couldn't control
himself," Rick said.  "So I had to take steps to keep the fuckboy in line.
Little fag got hard as steel when I tied his wrists, so I was doing it
again for his deflowering."  They both chuckled at that.

     "So you got both his cherries.  Too bad.  I've never fucked a guy
before this, but it woulda been great to take one of them."  Luke was
fucking into me faster now and I heard his breath coming faster too when he
talked.  I realized that he was getting close to cumming.  I thought about
that for a moment.  My mouth was full of the taste of him.  He precum was
totally covering my tongue and each time he pushed into my face, the head
of his cock scraped along my tongue again before pushing into my throat.  I
knew that soon I would be tasting his sperm, taking it from him.  I
realized that Luke's balls weren't slapping my forehead and eyes anymore.

     "Ahhh, fuck yeah.....I'm almost there.  You hear that boy?  Gonna fill
your belly with my hot cum.  How do you like that?  Oh fuck, just a bit
more."  Luke had grabbed both sides of my head, tilting it back as far as
he could force it and was pounding into me now.  "That's it, bitch.  I'm
gonna cum.  Take it!  Take it!  Take it you fucking fag!"  Huge spurts of
cum shot into my mouth as Luke yelled and I tasted his hot seed.  I started
swallowing and felt Luke press his hand to my throat as I did so, feeling
my muscles take his juice into my body.  "That's right boy.  Swallow all my
load.  You pathetic fucking cumsucker.  Eat my jizz!"

     Finally, Luke was spent and his slowly deflating cock pulled out of my
mouth.  He leaned back and I was able to tilt my head forward to a
comfortable position.  Rick was now jamming into me faster and faster.
With Luke's cock no longer choking me half to death, I could focus on the
masterful fucking that Rick was giving me.  The pain had not gone
completely away, but as I looked at Rick propped above me on his muscular
arms, I realized I didn't care about the pain.  This man had taken my mouth
and now my ass, making them both cum receptacles.  He'd given my mouth to
our buddy, but that didn't bother me.  I remembered him saying if I
submitted to him I would take cock and cum any way he said and knew he
always planned to fuck me while I sucked off another guy.

     Rick's chest gleamed with sweat and as Luke climbed off the bed, he
pushed down towards me.  I thought for a second that he was going to kiss
me, but instead, he just pushed his cheek against mine as he pressed his
body to me.  He was pounding into me now, as hard and as fast as he could.
I saw Luke, sitting on Rick's bed watching.  My legs were still hooked over
Rick's wide shoulders, and I could look down his muscled back to see his
ass rising and falling as he drove into me again and again and again.  I
let out small gasping moans each time he drove into me.  As his body moved
and flexed, this new position put his abs in contact with my cock.  I
realized that the sensations from Rick's body were going to drive me over
the edge.  I looked at Luke, sitting there slowly stroking his cock which
was hard again, watching me take Rick's cock like a cheap whore.  The
thought of him witnessing my ultimate submission was too much and I let out
a loud long moan as I began to cum.  I saw Luke's eyes widen as he realized
what was happening.

     "No fucking way, Rick!" Luke shouted. "You're making that pussyboy cum
just from takin' your hard fuck.  God, I never thought I'd see a fucking
guy shoot his load while he got fucked up the ass by another man!  What a
total bitch!"

     Rick had pulled his head up to look into my eyes as I came.  I was
lost in his sexy brown eyes as my cum shot out of me and onto my heaving
chest and abs.  I saw Rick clench his teeth and he threw he head back.  The
cords and tendons in his next stood out as he let out a series of short
grunts.  "Take it bitch!  Take my cum up your tight little pussy."  I felt
Rick's cock throbbing deep inside me and he rammed in deep and held it
there.  His body trembled as he pumped me full of his babymakers.  Finally,
he collapsed onto me.

     Rick lay on top of me for a moment as I felt his cock slowly softening
inside me.  We were both covered with sweat and cum, but I loved it.  I
felt Rick stir and he raised himself up, letting my legs slide off his
shoulders and down to his waist.  He pulled his hips back and I felt his
cock slide out of me.  I felt like I was lost without it inside me.  Rick
just climbed off the bed and stepped up to the head of it.  He looked over
at Luke.

     "Time to switch ends, buddy."

     Luke flashed a grin at Rick, then looked at me.  As he climbed onto
the bed I pulled at the bandannas, but there was no give in them.  "Rick,
please.  Come on.  I need a break.  Luke, please."  Both guys just ignored
me, their cocks rock hard again.  Luke lifted my legs while Rick took the
position Luke had earlier over my head.  I heard Luke spit a few times,
then the head of his cock pushed up against my hole.  As he rammed himself
into me, the head of Rick's dick slid between my lips and I knew it would
be a long weekend.

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Author's Note: First and foremost, thanks to Danny.  If it hadn't been for
him, this story would never have been written, much less posted, so anyone
who reads it and enjoys it has him to thank as much as me.  I hope my
readers have enjoyed the story and want to say at the outset that this is
only intended to be a one chapter story, but I did make it very long, so
hopefully that makes up for it a bit.  Of course, who knows, maybe Danny
will be able to convince me to write more.  No promises though.

Thanks for reading.

P