Date: Tue, 8 May 2018 17:24:13 -0400
From: Kirt <krtmncs@aol.com>
Subject: Whiskey Stud (part 2) Prequel

Category:
Gay/Urination
Bi/Urination

Whiskey Stud (part 2) Prequel

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In part 1 we met my buddy Jim (total fucking stud) and livedone of the
raunchiest bi encounters of his life.  I told you a little about Jim, his
failedmarriage his good looks and his magnetic personality.  We met
freshman year. We were on the samefloor in the dorms. His roommate and he
had been buddies from the same highschool. I had gotten paired with an
absolute slob from the sticks. Don't get mewrong, I liked my roommate but
he was a stranger to soap, deodorant, or sleep.The latter was probably my
biggest problem with him as I didn't really mind thestrong BO scent, the
mess I could deal with by throwing everything on his bedbut the fact that
he played music loud 24-7 ... ok not 24, the music stopped whenhe went to
eat and resumed when he was in the room which was all the time sincehe
didn't go to class.

Within the first few weeks of school Jim's roommate droppedout. He was a
nice guy but just wasn't ready to be away from home and certainlydidn't
have the discipline to study when not being forced. At this point Jimkinda
took me under his wing.  He hadnoticed I was always at the library or in
the dorm common room. Jim invited meto study with him one afternoon in his
now private room and it soon became aroutine. I could get away from the
noise and mess and not have to go to thelibrary. As an added bonus, Jim was
great to look at and was pretty awesome tobe around.

We started hanging out a lot, meals, library, studying inhis room,
etc. Several weekends, he asked me to go to parties with him and hisbuddies
but I usually found an excuse to skip. Weekends I would use my fake ID to
get into the only gay bar about 30miles away or would hang out with the few
gay guys I had met on campus. I wasn'treally trying to stay in the closet,
I just wasn't "out" unless someone askedme.

One Sunday after a night of drinking (both Jim and I werehung over), Jim
was blabbering on about `almost' getting laid. He had a lot ofnear
misses. Seems, as charming as he was, he was very clear that he had
nointerest in dating, a relationship or anything but a quick fuck. Freshmen
girlsare not into one night stands. As he finished his babbling he asked,
"Well, youwent out, you get laid?"

I blushed. Unlike Jim, I was not having a problem gettinglaid. The bar I
had gone to was full of guys a little older than me. It was atypical
pick-up bar (remember this was in the pre-internet hook up era) and Ihad no
problem finding hot guys to fuck me.

Jim laughed. "You don't have to blush." I didn't know whatto say. Jim
really enjoyed teasing me. Finally he said, "Soooo? You play kissyface or
fuck?"

I told him, "I don't kiss and tell. (pause) We fucked."

He laughed, "I need to learn from you, I can't seem to sealthe deal."

I just shrugged, he added, "Maybe I should start hitting onguys." WHAT!
There it was. So he knew, or did he?

I could have just let it hang there, but I couldn't not seewhere this was
going, "Jim, you hit on guys and you will get laid every day."

"Yea?" He said, a bit cocky, "You think the dudes would wantsome of this? I
don't know, I know Iam hot for a straight guy but I think in the gay world
I might just be average."  I assured him he was hot in both
realms. Though,I am sure he knew that. He raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you think
I am hot?" I toldhim to shut the fuck up and laughed. He kept going, "I
don't know, am I hotterthan your `date' last night?" Ok, so there we were,
he was now completelygiving me the opportunity.

"Hard to compare." I said. "The guy that fucked me lastnight was way
butcher than you pretty boy." I thought Jim was gonna dielaughing. He
enjoyed the clever put down, even though both of us knew he wasbutch and
hot. He also thought it was hysterical that I had just admitted tobeing a
bottom. We went to the cafeteria and over dinner had an
amazingconversation.

Jim asked tons of questions. He wasn't focusing so much onthe sex as if I
felt safe, how I knew what to do with another guy, about theemotional
attachments of gay sex, about my comfort with being gay etc. I didn'thave
hang ups about being gay, I knew that I was gay at an early age. Myparents
did not talk to me about my sexuality, but there was an
unspokenacceptance. At that time being open was only done by the very brave
and I wasn'tone of them. In high school I got `bullied' a lot though the
truth is I hatethe term bully as it is less accurate -- I would say I was
harassed orvictimized.

Toward the end of the conversation, now back at the dorm,Jim asked if I was
seeing the guy from last night again. I laughed and admittedthat I didn't
remember his name and that we didn't exchange numbers. Jim wasall WTF. He
was so jealous. The fact that guys can be so random about hookingup. I had
to admit that I had crushes in the past but sure wasn't looking for
aboyfriend.

"So how often you hook up?" he asked. "Not often enough I answered."  "How
often is often enough?" he asked. "Minimumonce a day would be good, twice
on Saturday and Sunday." Truthfully, I reallywasn't joking. He wasn't
sure. "So you would just get fucked or blow a guyeveryday-no strings
attached?"

"I have standards." I said, "But, hell yea!"

"So are you going back to that bar and picking up anotherguy today?"

"No." I thought, "I am horny enough, but too much effort."  I had thought
about explaining bath houses andbook stores to him but thought I would save
that for another day.

"So you would rather just jack off?" Jim giggled. I blushedagain. "Fuck I
am so sick of jacking off!" I suggested he go to the gay bar and get at
least a blow job.  "To be honest, I have no problem with that.Not sure if
that makes me gay too. But a BJ from a dude would be hot."  I looked
shocked, well I was shocked. "I havealways heard that dudes suck better. I
would love to test that theory."

I blurted out, "Ok! I'll suck you off!"  "Dude, really? I mean won't that
fuck up our friendship?" Ilaughed to myself, happy that his reactions
weren't `gross' or `I aint a fag' "I have to admit, I haven't sucked too
many. Usually I givea cock a few licks then we go to fucking. I think I
need to learn `cause Ithink guys like longer foreplay -- so I could
practice on you and you get thebenefit of not having to jack off all the
time."  Jim raised his eyebrows and dropped his pants and underwearin one
fast move. "Dude. Practice."  Ok, this was quick and awesome! My heart was
pounding sofast. I could feel my face burning with desire. Jim was
gorgeous. I meanseriously gorgeous. He took off his shirt and kicked his
pants aside. He wasfull-on, gloriously naked. I had never seen a guy so
beautiful. And, did Imention, Jim had the most beautiful boner I had ever
seen. Plump, longer thanaverage (maybe 8), fat head and nice big balls.
"Seriously." He said, "Get to work before I get freaked outand run."

So I went to my knees and sucked stud cock. I took that bighead in my mouth
and licked the moisture from the tip before I started to suck.I said I
didn't have much practice, which was true, but I had been with a guythat
gave pretty good instructions and I was using that education to give Jimthe
best damn blow job ever.

Jim gave a few moans of encouragement. I bobbed my headfaster. I
repositioned myself and took hold of his meat at the base. I wasworking a
pretty good rhythm and Jim was rocking a bit. "Duuuude, this
isamazing."...."Oh fuck dude." And then, like any 19 year old getting his
first goodbj, Jim abruptly came in my mouth. The first blast hit the very
back of mythroat and then the second and third filled my mouth. I was
forced to gulpbefore the final explosions. He came a gallon! I had tasted
my own, but this isthe first time I had let a guy cum in my mouth (well,
it's not like I was givena choice). So, I have to admit, that cum was the
most delicious meal of mylife. I knew at that moment I was gonna be begging
to drink his cum every time wewere alone.  I didn't want to scare himoff,
but I knew I had to have him often!

Jim pulled out and grabbed his t-shirt. He wiped his wetcock off. His boner
had dropped but was still plump. He fell back on his bed.He looked a bit
glassy eyed.

"Thanks." He said, kinda out-of-breath.  "Yea." I said. "Um, anytime."
"Cool." He said. I left.  I went back to my room and unfortunately my
roommate, asalways was there and the music was blaring. I didn't go in. I
walked to thecommunal restroom and showers. It was pretty busy for late
afternoon so I wentinto a stall but couldn't jack off with so many guys out
there. So I shit andleft.

When I came out of the stall, Jim was walking out of the firststall. He
must have come in just before me. I blushed when he looked at me. Hedevil
smiled. I knew we were good. Back in the hall Jim said, "Your
roommatehome?" I affirmed, "Sucks for you." He motioned for me to follow
and we wentback to his room.  "You didn't cum." He said
matter-of-factly. "Didn't you likethat?"  "Fuck!" I said, "I fucking loved
that. I never tasted cumbefore!" "I loved it."  "You need to cum dude?" he
asked "I can leave you to it ifyou want privacy."  I really did want to
cum. But I didn't want to be alone. Iwasn't sure how to get him to
stay. Just then his phone rang. He answered. Ashe was talking, he made a
jack-off motion with his hand indicated I should getto business.  I dropped
my pants justbelow my ass and was instantly hard (I was 18). He smiled and
turned and lookedout the window as he talked. I could see his face
reflected in the glass. I hada great view of his ass.

I jacked slowly. I could taste the cum in my mouth. Iwatched his ass. I
wanted it badly. And, I wanted more of his cock. I stared atthat perfect
ass even though it was covered by his nylon shorts. I think he sawin the
reflection that I was watching him as I jacked. He lowered his shortsbelow
his ass. I let out a little whimper.

He stuck his butt out seductively. I took off my pants. Igot to my knees
and went behind Jim. Just as I was about to eat my first ass Iheard Jim
say, "Hey mom, can I call you later, I gotta go." He hung up thephone and
leaned forward giving me more access to his round butt.  I leaned in and
licked right down the middle of his hairlesscrack. I was not thinking. I
just saw the most beautiful ass in the world andhad to have it. I had
completely forgotten that Jim had just left a bathroomstall. My tongue
lapped his sweet flesh. The taste was intense. Jim had notwiped, or if he
did, he had not wiped well. I was certain I was tasting hisfresh shit. His
moans and babbling encouraged me to ignore the flavors andconcentrate on
pleasing him.

"Fuuuuuuuuck. Fuck. FUCK!" he moaned. "Oh man, I fuckinglove this. I can't
fucking believe my best friend is such a sick fuck! Ohfucking don't ever
stop."  At that, Iused my tongue like a sword and broke into his hole. Now
he really went wild. Iwas in over drive. I was so aware of his pleasure I
wasn't concentrating on myown. I was loving how he reacted and I was
encouraged to push his buttons. Heseemed to be getting weak in the knees so
I used my hands on his claves tosteer him to his bed. We moved without
removing my face from his hole. He goton his hands and knees and I dug in
even deeper with my tongue.

I started to give real deep tonguing and he reached down andstarted to wank
his cock. He grunted something to the effect that I should beatoff too. I
did. As I jacked and licked I moaned into his hole. He liked thatand pushed
a little like he was taking a crap. That allowed my tongue to
godeeper. This was the first time I encountered some of his shit. It wasn't
much,maybe a plump raisin size. I almost shot. I don't know why but I
wanted it sobad. I sucked and worked and finally got it into my mouth. I
swallowedimmediately.

I didn't have time to dwell on it or analyze what I had justdone. It was an
act in the moment and it didn't even really register what itwas...all I
knew was at that moment was I was eating ass and loving it. Sofreaking
hot. I just wanted to eat his ass forever. So, I dug around more.Wanting to
elicit more moans and wanting to discover more of him. He moved abit and
his insides shifted giving me access to more of him. I got my tonguefurther
in when I felt the end of a shit. I went nuts trying to dig deeper. Iwas
able to piece the shit with my tongue. I had my tongue in shit.  I just
kept it there. Afraid to move and losethe sensation.

I jacked furiously and so did Jim. He was cumming and hisass closed forcing
my mouth off of it. He turned and shoved his cock in mythroat. Before he
could cum I started to shoot, he followed quickly. Despitehaving cum a half
hour earlier, he still filled my mouth!

He fell off me gasping for air. I too was gasping.  He kinda curled up on
his bed and closed hiseyes. I found some paper towels and cleaned up my
spunk. I lay on the other bedand closed my eyes. Jim was asleep within
minutes. Once I was sure he wasasleep I went to look in the mirror. There
was no shit on my face but my tonguehad a brown tinge to it. I didn't want
to use his mouthwash as I wanted hisshit to stay there forever. I was boned
again! My face smelled of Jim's ass andI had a slight coating of him on my
tongue. Hottest encounter ever!

I lay back down and woke about two hours later. Jim was athis desk
studying. He had not put on pants and it looked like he had semi woodagain.
When he noticed I was awake hesaid, "We need to talk about this?"  To which
I replied, "Nope. We gonna ever do it again?"  Jim, "Up to you. I'm in."  I
smiled from ear to ear. "Any fucking time."  We went to the late dinner and
then both of us needed tostudy. I went to the library. I seriously didn't
think I could keep my handsoff Jim. When I got back it was late and I went
to his room. I tapped on thedoor and after a few moments he opened. He had
been asleep. "Need head?" Hechuckled and dropped his tidy whities.  Iwanted
to do his ass again but was afraid I would look to whorish.

I blew him several times a day for the next week. Then for afew days it
seemed like he was avoiding me. I ran into him late Friday. I askedhim if
we were cool. He said we were and asked me to his room. He explained
heneeded a few days to explore. He really liked what we did and was
questioninghimself if he might be gay. He went on a mission to get
pussy. Said he hadfucked several fat girls this week and he was certain he
wasn't gay. But, hewas positive he was bi in that he wanted my mouth more
than the fat chics and definitelywanted me to eat his ass again.

I grinned from ear to ear. I told him I didn't think he wasgay. Not that I
was an expert, I just got the straight vibe from him. I thinkthat made him
a more comfortable. I told him I loved him and not like abrother, cause I
hate my brother, but as a best friend. He got up and hugged mefor the
longest time. He closed his eyes and kissed me. It was a nice kiss, butnot
great. When it was over we agreed maybe we shouldn't do that again. He
wasshocked that I agreed to keep being his sex buddy without kissing.

I blew him that night. Before he could cum he rolled overand got on his
knees so I could eat his ass. This time it was definitely fullof shit. I
lapped and lapped and while he didn't shit in my mouth or anythinglike that
I got a great taste of him. I now could sense when he was about tocum and
knew it was soon. I did one final big suck to his ass and got a goodcoating
of butt sludge. He left for the bathroom to take a dump. I jerked offwhile
he was gone. When he walked back in he sniffed the air and made a
funnyface. The stench of shit hung in the air. He said he was exhausted and
laiddown, I got dressed and went to leave. He said it was cool if I wanted
to usethe other bed.

I slept like a baby. In the morning I came back from mymorning piss and he
was laying on his back, naked with a hardon.  This is the point I realized
we were theultimate `Friends with Benefits'!

Next chapter details how things got really dirty.  Let me know if you like!