Date: Fri, 19 Oct 2012 19:24:58 -0700 From: Mark James Subject: Learning How 3 by Mark James Learning How 3 by Mark James The first semester was over, Christmas was a memory, and football season was over and on the first day of the 2nd semester winter was about to hit with all of its fury. On the first day of school we were warned of a winter storm that would hit that night and bury the city in 10-12 feet of snow. Everybody was warned to stock up on food and to stay in their homes for an estimated 5 days. Travel would be impossible. Wherever we were when the storm hit is where we would stay for the duration. I immediately hit the stores and stocked up on everything I could think of that I might need. I also called Jason. "Hi Jason, its Bryan, are you weathering the storm in the dorm." "Yeah, I don't have much choice. I'm not looking forward to it. The last time this happened I understand the power went off on the second day and everybody almost to froze to death." "Why don't you stay with me? You have never been to my house." "Yeah and you know why." "Yeah but nobody will know if we are snowed in. Instead of going to the dorm, come to my house. We will have 7 days all to ourselves. Just tell the dorm office you will move in after the storm is over." "The storm is only supposed to last 5 days." "Yeah but then there is the weekend. I have a generator in case the power goes out and a two car garage, so nobody will see your car. It's almost as if God sent the storm just for us. "You are right let's do it." "Grab your clothes and go by the grocery store before all the food is gone and get what you like to eat for the next week and come to my house. Call me when you are about there and I will open the garage door. Just drive right in. You better hurry the weather is already getting bad. See you in a little while." When Jason arrived, although it was still morning, it was dark like early evening, everything was white with snow and the snow was being whirled around by a strong wind, the sidewalks were empty and it was very cold. Jason drove in to the garage and we spent a few minutes carrying his things into the house. We left the groceries in the kitchen and I led him down the hall. "This is your room." Jason looked crestfallen. "What's the matter?" "I thought we would be bunking together." "If that is what you want we will," I said. We are going to be stuck with each other for the next 7 days. We don't really know how the other lives, what our quirks and idiosyncrasies are. This is your place to be alone if you want. "You mean like whether I snore or you do, whether I like the radio and you don't, whether I like country and you like classical, or whether I go to bed early and you like to stay up late, do you like the room hot or cold." "Or do you leave the toilet lid up or down, do you flush the toilet, do you put the lid back on the toothpaste, or fart all day, do you bathe in the morning or at night, do you read or watch TV all day, is one of us a slob and the other a neat nick or how do we get on each others nerves." "We may love each other but can we live with each other? Are we adaptable enough to put up with the others way of living? I never really thought about it when I invited you to stay except for the question of what you like to eat versus what I like, but we are going to be locked up with each other for 7 days. It is not too late for you to leave even if you want to go. "Just thinking about being with you for 7 days has made me so horny I'm about to burst. I never thought about all those other things until just now. I've got no brothers or sisters and I have a single dorm room so I've never had to accommodate another person." "Well, as you know I have 2 brothers and a sister so I have had plenty of practice at accommodation. But that doesn't mean I don't need you to meet me half way. Is what we feel for each other enough?" "I'm willing to try if you are. I had expectations of 7 days of non-stop sex, but you are right there are other things than sex and we have to deal with them. Let's try to work it out as we go along." "Ok, you are probably cold so you might want to take a hot shower. To keep me from your task by ravishing you I will go to the kitchen and put away the groceries while you shower." I leaned forward, kissed him and walked back to the kitchen. When I walked back in the bedroom, I had taken my clothes off and he was out of the shower and drying off. It struck me forcibly how gorgeous he was. Maybe it was the pose his body was in or just his natural magnetism but I was more turned on than I had ever been from a guy's body. Needless to say I really didn't have a lot of experience but my cock didn't care and it rose hard and erect about as fast as I can ever remember. I walked over to him, took the towel in my hands, sank to my knees and toweled off his lower body. His cock had acted just like mine and was sticking straight out from his body right in front of my mouth. What can a guy do in such a situation? I just opened my mouth, went down on him to his pubis and deep throat sucked his cock. Then Jason reached down and pulled me to my feet, walked over to the bed and lay down on his back. "He said, "Straddle my chest." I did and my balls were at his lips and my cock lay across his face almost to his hairline. His hand stroked my back and buttocks as he licked and sucked at my scrotum. "God ye, I love it," he said as he licked the underside of the length of my cock. "Put in down my throat, please," he begged. I pulled back my hips, he opened his mouth and I slid my cock down his throat. I worked my cock in and out of his mouth, sometimes all the way in and sometimes not. He laid there with his eyes closed murmuring satisfaction sounds in his throat as I face fucked him. I felt 10 feet tall, dominating this incredible stud as I made him suck my cock, even if it was all role-playing. I had always figured I would be on my knees looking up at him adoringly as he fed me his cock and said, "Eat me cocksucker." It was an unexpected role reversal. He let go of my cock long enough to say, "Push it in my throat Bryan. Make be take it all." So I shifted my body forward over his face. I pushed my cock down until I felt it bottom out at his throat, then I continued on as he suppressed his gag reflex and let my cock pass down his throat. This time he lay there with his eyes wide open, looking at me so adoringly as he took my cock deep down his throat that I almost cried. Eventually, as I bottomed out completely in his mouth and ground my crotch in his face I could no longer see his face. But damn I felt like a God as I forced my cock in him. I sat on his face, not withdrawing until he finally gagged. I wished that he could be doing the same thing to me at the same time, maybe it would work as a 69 position. I would have to put that on my "to do" list. I pulled out of his mouth afraid that I had gone too far. He choked and swallowed and when he could speak he said, "Damn Bryan, that was incredible, do it again, please." He lay there with his mouth wide open, awaiting my cock, submissive wanting to please the dominant, but also obviously getting a great deal of satisfaction out of being submissive. I wondered if I would feel the same way when he played dominant to my submissive. I was obvious to me that we were both basically submissive so our roles were not cast in concrete. But I was learning that the dominant role could be learned and could become very seductive. I made him take my cock again and again and again. Finally he had enough and we abandoned the brutal dominance role playing. This had been beyond any fantasies I had had about dominance/submissive. I don't know if that was the case with Jason. He switched into a body worship role as he stroked and caressed my body as he sucked my cock. I essentially held still and he captured as much of my cock as he wanted to suck at any particular moment. His touch really turned me on. It was gentle, soft sensual and erotic. I eventually said, "If you keep doing what you are doing I am going to shoot pretty soon." He stopped stroking me shifted his efforts to the head of my cock. I knew he liked its size and he took the opportunity to lick and suck to his hearts content. He eventually said, "Please come in my mouth. It's your show." I went back to a gentler version of fucking his face and he exerted more lip pressure against my cock so it wasn't long before I was ready to come. As I got closer to orgasm I fed my cock deeper into his throat, so it was no surprise that I was almost buried to the hilt in his throat when I came. He had his eyes shut and was enjoying the load of cum down his throat when I finally delivered his prize. After my cock softened I sat back and said, "I hope you enjoyed that, because I certainly did." He smiled and said, "You have no idea. I've wanted you to do that since the first day I saw you sitting in class." I slid back until my ass ran into his erect cock, leaned down and kissed him. I could taste my cum in his mouth. I sat up and ran my hands over his torso, reveling in the hard muscle and the way it moved beneath his skin. "I have jacked off in my own mouth for years. That is how I learned to like the taste of cum, without gagging. From what I can tell that is not something a neophyte cocksucker is able to do. The only other guy I ever sucked came in my mouth with no warning and I almost threw up. You also seemed to take to eating cum like a pro. How did you do it? Pretty much the same was you did. An acquaintance of my fathers seduced me but he didn't come in my mouth. I saw in porn videos that taking cum in the mouth were called the money shots, so I taught myself to do it. Your cum tastes different than mine. It may be our diets that make the difference in the taste. "Have you ever fucked, as a top or bottom?" "I've fucked women, they are all over me, all of the time, but not with a guy, have you?" "No, but I have inserted all sorts of dildos up my ass. I have reached the point that it is not too painful to accept a 2" wide, 7 inch long dildo. I figured that, at some point, I would let somebody fuck me so I wanted to be broken in, so to speak." "The only thing I ever put up my ass is my finger. In retrospect, I guess, I should have done what you did. I think I tried to deny that I was gay for so long that if I had done what you did I would have been admitting that I was gay." While he had been talking I had raised my ass up at let the head of his cock slide up and down the crack of my ass. "Does that feel good," he asked. "Oh yeah, I always wondered what it would feel like when somebody else's cock was stroking my ass instead of me with a dildo. Do you want to fuck me?" "I don't know. I don't want to hurt you and in the movies nobody ever runs into shit when they fuck. I always wondered how that was accomplished. I really am not interested in getting shit all over you, me and the bed sheets." "It's all on the internet. Anything you want to know about sex is explained there. Did you know that 30 years ago, or up to 2003 in some states sodomy was against the law, well, so was oral sex and that the penalties were as harsh as death. The penalties against sodomy and fellatio were more draconian than against murder. I guess we live in more enlightened times, but I will never understand the kind of things that people do to each other in the name of religion. Most of our sex laws are based on religious dictates. No matter what is shown on gay porn videos you can't just pull down a guy's jeans and eat his ass or fuck him without having shit involved. That's not the case with oral sex. That can be done spontaneously, anytime, anywhere, with anybody. Some guys like smelly, sweat soaked cocks and you can certainly get those in the late afternoon after a day of work where a guy's cock has been confined in his briefs or boxers all day. The average guy has a bowel movement in the morning after he showers so all day long he has a dirty asshole. Some guys are so regular in their bowel movements that they have them the same time each morning, which may occur before the shower but you can't count on it. In any event they probably do not give themselves enemas every morning so the anal canal is probably still full of residual shit. It takes prior planning to have safe sodomy. The way to have clean anal sex is for the participants to give themselves enemas before getting fucked or being rimmed. To have safe anal sex they need to use a condom. The primary avenue for the spread of AIDs, hepatitis and e-coli is the practice of bareback anal intercourse. I have enema equipment connected to the shower in both bathrooms, because even using a dildo I need to clean myself out. I gave myself an enema before you arrived, so my asshole is clean if you want to try fucking." "Well I haven't had an enema. All I did was shower." "It doesn't matter if I am the one getting fucked. If you are willing I want to try it. If it hurts me too much we can always stop. "OK." I took a condom and a vial of lubricant out of the bedside table and put the condom on his cock and then lubed up my ass and his cock. I then sat up on my knees, positioned myself over his cock and slowly lowered myself so that his cock penetrated my asshole and I slid over in and down until I was sitting with his cock impaling my ass. This was not accomplished in one fell swoop because, after all, this was my first time. There were a lot of "oh," "ouch," "fuck that hurts" and "I have to stop for a minute" before I had worked my down his cock. I guess, instead of being fucked, I was, in fact, fucking his cock with my ass. Jason would never make a good poker player because every problem I had with taking his cock up my ass was reflected by some type of concern on his face that he was responsible for hurting me. It was almost comic to some extent because he obviously enjoyed the sensation engendered by my ass enveloping his cock and his face warred with sensual delight and actual concern for me. Once I was fully seated I asked, "How do you like that?" "That feels fucking sensational man, but are you all right?" "I'm fine except when I move. I think you are a little wider than the dildo I was using. I you hadn't said you really liked this I was going to beat you around the head and shoulders with a stick. Oh shit, it hurts when I laugh also. Don't look at me like that. It is a nice hurt; just give me time for my asshole to get used to you." I slid up his cock until only his cock head was still in my ass and added more lubricant. When I slid back down it was a whole lot better and I commenced sliding up and down his shaft. "Oh fuck man, oh yeah, just kike that. That's fucking great." His enjoyment was more than worth the pain and after the pain wore off it was quite enjoyable for me too. After a few minutes I pulled three-quarters of the way up his cock, held in position and said, "Flex you hips up and down and see how like doing the fucking for a while." I laid my torso on top his and nibbled at his ear as he took charge of the fucking operation. "Oh, that's nice," he whispered as his hips went up and down. "That's so tight and so much better than any woman's pussy I ever fucked. Oh, shit, I've got to learn how to do this so you can experience it. I'm going to come." I sat up and slid off of his cock and stripped off the condom saying, "Lets not waste the good stuff as I deep throated his cock and brought him to orgasm and swallowed down his ejaculate." As we cuddled together he said, "That's was a damn fine way to start our week together." I laughed and said, "Yes, it was. I was wondering while I had your dick up my ass what it would have been like for you to have had a dildo up you as at the same time." "That would be interesting. How would I start learning how to do that?" I propped myself up on one arm and looked at him, "Are you serious?" "Sure." I got up and got a small butt plug and brought it to him. "That's a butt plug, which means when it is seated in your ass it won't come out without an active effort unlike a dildo which just pops back our when you let go of it. It's as small as they come and came be used to as a starter object to allow your asshole to accept larger and larger objects. If you want to try it get up on your hands and knees and stick your butt up in the air." I got behind him to insert it, but I couldn't resist his adorable asshole, so I put my face between the cracks of his ass and licked up, down and around his asshole. "What are you doing. That feels great." "I'm rimming your asshole. You have such a nice pretty asshole that I couldn't resist," I said and went back to massaging his buttocks and eating his ass." "I've never done this before. I like it. Obviously you do too. Well back to business." I put lubricant on the butt plug, his asshole and my finger. I inserted my finger to the second knuckle thus lubricating the anal canal and withdrew my finger. Then I slowly inserted the butt plug. "Tell me if it hurts and I will stop." He never said a word as I inserted it all the way in and seated it. "What I did when I started was to just leave it there. I got dressed and went about my routine: a half an hour at first, then longer and longer as I got used to it. As I graduated to a larger size I would start with an half and hour again and work my way up. You can do whatever you want." So we got up, got dressed and walked into the kitchen for lunch. The snow was already thick on the ground and it was almost dark outside in the middle of the day. We had tomato soup, grilled cheese sandwiches and hot chocolate. It seemed just the thing for a cold, snowy day. Jason went to the bathroom and took out the butt plug. "I see what you mean about cleaning our rectums. I'm going to give myself an enema before I put it back in. I cleaned the butt plug with soap and water. We went into the living room, Jason sat on the sofa in front of the window and I lay on it with my head in his lap and we watched it snow for a while. I finally said, "I have things to do but first let me show you the rest of the house."