Date: Fri, 17 Aug 2001 20:28:00 -0700
From: Roderick Shafton <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: BOARDING HOUSE RASCALS

   "Why, certainly, young man. it's always nice to have
students staying with us," the kind old lady had told me. I
only needed the room for a couple of weeks, until I got myself
situated and comfortable at the university. Then I could find
permanent quarters. In the meantime, this would do fine. She
was such a sweet, grandmotherly type. And the weekly rent was
perfect for my meager finances. I'd have to find a part-time
job soon. Father was taking care of the tuition, but housing,
meals and extras were strictly my own responsibility.
   "You can have the second room on the left on the first
landing. You'll be sharing an adjoining bathroom with two other
fine college boys who share the room next to yours."
   That sounded okay to me. Perhaps, if the fellows were
decent enough, we could strike up a friendship. Maybe indulge
in a game of Monopoly or Chess on occasion.
   <<College boys! What a racket. Oh, we're almost young
enough to be in college, but actually, I inherited this rat-
trap from my Uncle Buzz. The 'little old lady' is a former
madam named Stella. She's too old to fuck any more (I guess),
and she IS rather grandmotherly. Anyway, she runs the joint for
me. My lover, Roger, and I live in that 'adjoining' room. We've
got the other room all staked out, and Stella directs any hot
guys to that room. I've set up a lot of video equipment.
There're two cameras hidden in the other room. One directed at
the bed, the other directed at the common wall between our
rooms. On that common wall is a crummy picture covering a good-
sized peephole that looks into our room. Here's how it goes:
Roger slams the door at the same time I pull a wire causing the
picture in the other room to fall to the floor, exposing the
peephole. From monitors in the corner, out of sight of the
peephole of course, we can watch the activities in the next
room. That way, we're able to see how our action is being
received!>>
   I wasn't really tired, exactly. I was naturally excited at
being on my own and in strange surroundings. I stripped down to
my shorts and rested back on the covers. I picked up a text-
book, hoping to get a jump of my Sociology class. Suddenly, I
heard a door slam in the next room and a picture fell off the
wall from the vibration. I hopped off the bed and went to
replace the picture when I noticed a hole in the wall. Probably
why such a crummy picture had been put there in the first
place. Then I noticed light coming from the hole. My goodness,
it went right into the next room. And I could hear voices
coming from there quite clearly. I bent down and peeked in.
   <<"Damn, Marty. that was sure a weird film we saw, wasn't
it? I didn't know it was gonna be one of those 'bi-sexual'
films, did you?"
   "No, man, I sure didn't." We started to strip for bed. I
glanced at the monitors, making sure our 'guest' was taking it
all in.
   "Gee, I'm sorry, Roger. I know you were hot for a good
porno flick. I'll check better next time. Hope it didn't
disturb you too much."
   "Hey, you didn't know. Besides, it was kinda hot. Never
seen two guys go at it before! It was sorta...interesting,
wasn't it? I mean we've always heard about cocksuckers and how
queers get it on. First time I've ever been able to actually
SEE how they do it!"
   "And, jeez," I cried, "did you see the way that guy took
cock up the ass?! Man, he was laying there with his legs back,
getting royally screwed just like a chick."
   ''Yeah!'' Roger replied. ''Like he lived for it!" He
carelessly stroked his pouch, now that we both stood only in
our jockeys.
   "And when he got the guy on his back and squatted right
down on that long prick and let it ride up into his ass! I
couldn't believe it. I didn't know a guy's asshole could handle
that! He just rode up and down on it. And you know the funny
thing, Marty?" Roger started to absentmindedly feel himself
up...or so it was meant to seem. A quick look at the monitors
told me our friend was still paying attention.>>
   I listened to their converstion and became intrigued.
Obviously, they'd seen a porno film and got more than they had
bargained for! I thought it was amusing...them standing there
talking about the film, both of them in their shorts, kinda
playing with themselves. I'd never seen such a film, so I
wanted to hear more about it--just out of curiosity, of course.
   <<"The funny thing," Roger continued, "was that no matter
what they did, cocksucking or taking it up the ass, it wasn't
...well, I don't know...queer or something. I mean it WAS
queer. But somehow it was still...kinda..."
   "I think I know what you mean, Roger," I emphasized. "It
was so, well, ULTRA MASCULINE in a way! Even when the guy was
plunging his ass down on that big prick he was still...well, A
STUD!"
   "YEAH!" Roger gushed, excitedly. "Almost more, uh, studly
than when they were fucking cunts! And they sure banged those
pussies, hunh?"
   "Fuckin studs, buddy, NO DOUBT ABOUT IT!" I agreed.
"Almost made queerin' a guy look like the butchest thing ya
could do!">>
   I'm watching these guys, listening to their words, and
couldn't tear myself away from that peephole. Something in the
sound of their voices held me there. I'm not sure what it was
...maybe just the way they stood there playing with themselves,
trying not to be too obvious.
   <<"Damn, Marty, let's change the subject, okay? I'm still
picturin' that movie and it's giving me a boner!"
   "I know what you mean, Rog." I stepped closer to the
peephole and stroked my lengthening prick. "Hey, Rog...ya wanna
queer me?!"
   "HUNH! Wha...whadda ya mean, Marty?"
   "Come off it, Roger. You keep talkin' about that movie and
lookin' at my dick. You wanna blow me, doncha?" I put an
urgent, challenging tone to my voice. Looking in the monitors,
I noticed our victim had his hand in his crotch.
   "Listen, fuckhead," warned Roger, "I think it's the other
way around since it was YOU that took ME to that movie. And
besides, you're standing there playing with your dick just as
much as I am. I'm think maybe it's YOU wants to queer ME!"
Roger yanked down his shorts, his rigid boner bouncing and
waving around. He grabbed ahold of it. "Here, Marty, you wanna
wrap your lips around this big baby?">>
   Things were heating up. I suddenly realized, squatting
there, that I'd been fingering my dick while listening to them.
   <<"Heh, heh. You're right in a way, buddy. I took you to
that movie on purpose. I always figured you for a cocksucker.
It's not the first time I caught you staring at my dick!"
   "Oh, I get it," Roger chuckled. "You're not put out. You
think I wanna lick dick, but instead of gettin' upset, you take
me to a horny movie so you can get me in bed!"
   "Well, take a look in the mirror, asshole! You see those
lips of yours? See how pink and rosy they are? Now what horny
guy wouldn't want to see those ruby lips wrapped around his hot
joint? Here," I pulled mine out, "nice and juicy for ya!" I
waved it around, giving our guest a good look.>>
   These guys were nuts. They kept challenging each other over
something silly. I mean, I could tell just by looking at them
that they weren't pansies. But for some reason, I was hoping
that something would happen. Maybe it would. They were both
rapidly dropping their shorts.
   <<Roger came toward me so we were both close to the
peephole, almost dick-to-dick. "You smug sonofabitch!" he
snarled at me. "You're just fishin', aren't ya? You know I'm
not queer. You just wanted to get me horny and thinkin' about
suckin' cock so I'd try it, didn't you?" He came face-to-face
with me.
   I looked sternly at him. "WELL, YOU DO WANNA TRY IT,
DONCHA?"
   "YEAH!" he yelled in my face. "YOU DO TOO...DONCHA?"
   "YEAH!" I replied, yelling right back at him. "So who goes
first?"
   On cue, he calmed down and gave a little chuckle. "You
wanna find out what a cock tastes like as much as I do, don't
you?" I nodded, sure the boy noticed...he had his face glued to
the hole. "I'll go first. I'll lick your fuckin' dick. Cause I
KNOW you'll lick mine. "If you don't," he continued, "I'll slap
you around and shove it down your throat!!"
   "Quit jabbering and make like a cocksucker, willya!" I put
my hand to the back of his head and forced him to his knees.
"Lick me up real good. I'll fuckin' blow ya, doncha worry. Even
if you're a piss-poor cocksucker, I still wanna try it myself.
Hell," I challenged, "I'll bet I can even SUCK DICK better'n
you! AH...that's it, buddy, prove me wrong! Lick me up real
good!">>
   I couldn't believe it. Right in front of my spying eyes one
guy was going down on another guy! Man, he was slurpin' on that
dick like crazy! Funny thing was, it was making my own dick
really big. I don't know why...exactly. I mean, there wasn't
any pussy around, and I...I really like pussy. I guess it was
just that it was SEX...and I hadn't had any for quite a spell.
I was kinda makin' a bet with myself as to which one of them
would throw up first. After all, suckin' on a guy's prick!
Sheesh!
   <<Roger held my rigid boner at the base and licked his
tongue up and down the shaft, then concentrated on the knob,
licking over and around it, sucking hard to draw more blood
into it. He'd suck a little, then pull back and look, then suck
some more. Each time, it bloated up more...fat and purple...
pulsing and throbbing! Roger was an expert cocksucker. If
anyone could make cocksucking look exciting, Roger could!
   "You like that, dicklick?" I hissed down at him.
   He pulled my cock out to the knob and squinched his lips
over it in a big smacking kiss. "Marty, you're gonna love it. I
swear, buddy, this beats eatin' pussy any time! Your cock is...
is...FUCKIN' LUSCIOUS!">>
   My eyes bugged out. The guy was really going nuts over his
friend's big prick! He was...well, he was making it look like
fun!
   <<We had the kid! I knew we had him. I watched him in the
monitors as he crouched there, his big dick now out of his
jockeys as he jacked off. With his left hand he pulled down the
back of his shorts and started playing with his asshole!
   "Oooh, baby," I moaned. "Stand up! Let me suck on you
before I shoot a hot wad down your throat!" He rose, I knelt,
but in the middle we stopped. I snarled at him and quickly
kissed his lips. "HOT FUCKIN' COCKSUCKIN' FAGGOT, ROGER! READ
MY LIPS, BABY, I'M GONNA QUEER YOU REAL GOOD! I haven't even
touched it yet, and I KNOW I'm gonna love it!">>
   Man, they were really stimulating me. I was jacking off
watching them, and even put my hand back and started playing
with my butthole! I'd done this before...but not very often.
Must have been the spying thing that was making me so hot! Now
the second guy got on his knees, but not before he kissed the
guy and told him he was gonna queer him real good! I didn't
understand that. Well, I didn't understand the cocksucking,
either, but the kissing was...well, really strange. But when he
got on his knees and squeezed the other guy's fat cock and
said, "FUCK MY MOUTH, YOU DIRTY FAGGOT! MAKE ME DRINK THE HOT
CUM FROM YOUR BIG BALLS!" I almost creamed. Honest. I don't
know why. So I let go of my prick and just let it bounce
around. Then I did something really strange.
   <<I mouthed Roger's delicious cock, slurping up and down
on it, keeping an occasional eye on the monitors. Yeah, we had
him good. He squatted there, jacking off, then let it loose and
brought that finger he'd been toying around his butt with and
stuck it in his mouth! Getting it good and wet, he put it back
under his creamy buns and shoved it right up his asshole--
finger-fucking himself!>>
   Well, actually I'd played with my ass before. But I'd never
licked on my finger after I'd touched myself there. This time,
I just didn't give a shit! I smelled my finger, but I stuck it
in my mouth anyway. It turned me on even more...like I'd done
something REALLY NASTY! And these guys were turning me on so
much...suddenly, I wanted to be nasty! So I...well, I worked
that finger up my hole and swirled it around. It felt sooo
good. I pulled it out and, without looking at it, I stuck it in
my mouth! I sucked on my finger! Then I shoved it back up my
butt!
   <<"Stick your tongue out, Marty," Roger cried, planting
his feet wider apart and grabbing his prick at the base. "Stick
your tongue out...I'm gonna come all over it! I'm gonna shoot
you a big hot load, buddy. AH, HERE IT COMES! SLURP IT ALL UP!"
   Roger's load was always impressive. He could shoot gallons
of creamy, delicious jizz each time he came off. It would be a
good show for the boy. Obediently, I stuck my tongue way out,
begging for the sweet wad, then fluttered my tongue in and out
like a lizard when Roger's prick erupted, flowing rivers of cum
that repeatedly coated my thirsty tongue and dripping over the
sides no matter how fast I tried to drag it all in! But then,
that was the idea. To give the kid a great show of hot cum
drinkin'!>>
   My finger was banging my prostate. It was such a luxurious
feeling, but I could have withstood it longer. I had in the
past. But when Roger's cock started to splatter a truly
monstrous load all over Marty's flapping tongue, my head banged
against the wall, my finger drove way up my asshole, and I came
thunderously as I watched him drink his buddy's goop! It had
been a really good orgasm at first. Then, in the throes of
ecstasy, I muttered something about wanting to DRINK HIS GOOP
myself! I jabbed my finger harder against my prostate and...if
you can believe it...I actually stuck my tongue through the
peephole! Man, I wanted to taste some jism just then. Any hard
cock in the world, at that time, could have shot in my mouth
and I'd have sucked it in thankfully! What the hell was happen-
ing to me? I was exhausted, and fell back on the bed to rest.
   <<"Hot little fucker, ain't he?" I remarked.
   "Man, did you see the way he was digging that digit up his
hole?"
   We layed back on the bed, watching the monitors and
fiddling with each other. Roger and I loved having sex with
each other. We were both hot, always horny, and playing our
little game kept an extra spark to our relationship. Stella
knew our tastes, and always rented the room for a limited time
only. If a guy wanted to stay longer, she'd move him to another
room. Of course, by then the guy knew our routine and that gave
us a third 'actor' for more elaborate performances.
   When our guest finally stirred, we went into Phase Two.
Seeing him approach the peephole, we started a conversation.
   "You know, Rog, there was one thing those guys did in that
movie that really blew my mind."
   "Yeah, what was that, Marty?"
   "When the one guy licked on the other dude's asshole!" I
cried. "He really seemed like he was loving it."
   "Which one? The guy who was doing it, or the one getting
his ass licked?"
   "Well, both of them, actually. I'd love to see how it
feels."
   "Yeah?" he teased. "Doing it, or getting it done to ya?"
   "Getting it done to me, asshole! Whadda you think? Come
on, Rog, do it to me!" I threw my legs up in the air, exposing
my open ass to the peephole.
   "You gotta be kidding!"
   "Aw, come on. You blew me fantastically, and licked my
balls. You like this shit, you know you do." We made like Roger
had blown me while our friend was resting.
   "Yeah, but I couldn't do anything like THAT?"
   "Come on, just kiss it, okay? I'll make a deal with you.
Anything you do to me, I'll do to you twice as long."
   "Yeah?"
   "Yeah. Come on, give it a kiss!"
   "You're so full of shit, Marty. I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna
kiss your stinky asshole, just once, just to show you up for
the liar you are." Roger bent down and planted a noisy one
right on my gaping hole. "Okay, big mouth," he pulled his legs
back, thrusting his hot, naked anal region into view. "TWO
TIMES, BUTTLICK! I WANNA FEEL TWO HOT SMOOCHES ON THAT HOLE...
GET DOWN THERE!"
   I bent over and gave his anus two of the sweetest,
noisiest kisses it had EVER received. "There. Now lick me!"
   "Aw, come on, Marty. Enough's enough," he whined.
   "Thirty seconds, Buttwipe!" I ordered. "Lick me for thirty
seconds and I'll tongue your hole for a minute!">>
   I couldn't believe they were still going at it. I also
couldn't believe that their nasty talk was getting me on the
bone again. They were discussing, and trying, really nasty
things! I read somewhere before--maybe in a religious article
or somewhere--about how gay boys like to lick each other's
assholes. But I didn't believe it. Boy, I sure would like to
see that movie they went to! But then, who needed a movie. I
had one right in front of me. They kept teasing and challenging
each other to do funny things. It all seemed kinda juvenile...
but then I guess it doesn't come natural to straight guys like
us. That thought made me wonder just how long those guys were
going to remain 'straight'! The guy called Marty was now on his
knees licking up and down Roger's asscrack for a full minute. I
could see everything. Gee, I wonder how it would feel.
   <<"You're so smart, prick, let's see you do this for a
minute!">>
   I gasped as Roger held Marty's leg back, bent over, and
repeatedly THRUST HIS TONGUE IN AND OUT OF HIS FRIEND'S
BUTTHOLE! Then he layed back and pushed his own bottom out,
offering it. "Eat me!" he said.
   <<"Ah, maybe we should call it quits now, Rog." I said,
knowing what the next bombshell would be.
   "Not on your life, sweetie. LICK UP INSIDE MY ASS--A FULL
MINUTE! I LICKED YOURS!"
   "Uh, I think we've gone far enough, pal," I demurred.
   "Yeah? Can't handle it, hunh? I'll bet you could handle it
if you were licking on the guy next door's asshole!"
   "What?" I asked, innocently.
   "You heard me...the new guy. I've seen you looking at his
ass. Bet you'd LOVE to suck on it for him, wouldn't ya?">>
   WHAT THE FUCK?!! They were talking about ME!
   <<"I...I..." I stammered, convincingly.
   "Yeah, I thought so!" Roger blurted, triumphantly. "That's
okay, bud. I think I understand. He is kinda cute. Nice little
round ass on him. But, here, you owe me. Tongue me out. Go
ahead, think of him while you do it. Pretend it's his sweet
butthole you're lickin'!">>
   I was shaking. I'm not sure why. The feeling of disgust I
had...or was it...? DAMN! I knew what it was. As soon as I saw
Marty dip down and drive his pointy tongue in and out of his
friend's gaping anus, I WANTED HIM TO DO IT TO ME! I hoped
Roger was right. I wanted to feel that tongue up my ass! Even
more when I heard what they said next.
   <<"Oooh, yeah, baby. EAT OUT THAT ASSHOLE! LICK AND SUCK
ON THAT BOY'S HOT, STEAMY SHITHOLE!">>
   Roger leaned forward, wrapped his arms around his thighs,
and pulled his legs back even further as he watched his friend.
   <<"UGH, OOH, OH MARTY, EAT IT! LET'S GET THAT BOY OVER
HERE, RIGHT NOW. I WANNA WATCH YOU EAT HIS ASS OUT! OOH, HOLY
SHIT! You'd like that, wouldn't you? You WANNA eat his asshole,
doncha?">>
   I listened intently for his reply. I didn't have to strain.
He pulled his face out of his friend's crack and gasped loudly,
"YEAH, I WISH HE'D KNOCK ON THE DOOR RIGHT NOW. I'D DRAG HIM IN
HERE AND MAKE HIM SIT ON MY FACE! YOU GOT A HOT HOLE, ROG, BUT
YOU'RE RIGHT. I'D REALLY LIKE TO EAT OUT THAT STUD'S PUCKERED
LITTLE POOPHOLE!" Honest, that's what he said. There wasn't any
mistake. Suddenly, I felt brazen beyond anything I'd ever felt
before. EXTREMELY HORNY! I grabbed a robe and wrapped it around
me.
   <<"Pull your tongue out, baby. He's coming!" Roger cried.
   We quickly went to the door in anticipation. As soon as he
knocked, I whipped the door open, startling the poor boy.>>
   "Ah, I...could I borrow a...a..." I couldn't even think! I
didn't have time to, anyway. Marty grabbed me and pulled me
into the room.
   "Sure, sure," he offered. "Come on in. Anything you want!"
He drew me into the center of the room, right next to the bed.
Roger came around to face me, smiling. Suddenly, I felt Marty's
hands lifting my robe from behind. He was a crazed lunatic! The
robe dropped over him. He was momentarily hidden, but I felt
him wrench my jockeys down and bury his face in my asscrack! He
was already licking when Roger spoke to me with a sly grin.
   "Came to get your butt licked, hunh?"
   "Uh, well..." I didn't know what to say. I couldn't very
well admit I'd been spying on them.
   "It's okay, baby," Roger cooed as he reached behind and
lifted my robe, exposing the activity taking place at my
rearend. "Spread those cheeks. Marty wants to eat out your
hole. Give it to him!"
   I did. I spread my legs wider and thrust my butt back into
his face, trying to open it up as much as possible so he could
lick me deeper. The feeling was absolutely incredible! Roger
came close and opened the front of my robe as he began to
nibble my ear.
   "Hot little fucker...peeking through holes..." He grabbed
my dick and began to stroke it. "Finger-fuckin' yourself...
tastin' your own ass...watchin' us suck cock...shootin' your
sweet jizz all over the wall!"
   How did he know these things?! They knew I was watching all
the time! Then I saw the monitors. I could see my bed. I could
see the hole in the wall. THOSE BASTARDS!
   "YOU BASTARDS!" I yelled. I tried to pull away, but I was
pinned between them. Roger went back to my ear.
   "Calm down, baby. I'm gonna go down on my knees. I'm gonna
put your big, smooth, luscious cock in my mouth and I'm gonna
SUCK on it while our best friend makes love to your tangy,
pulsing asshole!"
   I don't know if it was 'tangy', but my butthole was
certainly pulsing. Actually, when I thought about it, I did
know it was tangy! I melted like butter as Roger licked his way
down my sweaty chest. He dipped his tongue into my belly
button, giving me shivers, then buried his face in my bush. He
reached around and pulled my butt even further apart, letting
his friend eat me freely, and smelled all over my crotch, my
throbbing prick, and under my balls. Then he started licking
the underside of my cock. HOLY SHIT, IT FELT GOOD! Then he
looked up at me.
   "Never took your eyes away, didja stud?" He licked on my
knob. "Had your eyes glued to the queer goings on, didn't ya?
Got this lovely prick harder'n a rock, didn't it? Made you want
to do queer things yourself, didn't it?" He engulfed my whole
cock, blowing me wildly.
   "Make you hot, seeing my tongue lick all over your big
boner? How's that asshole back there, Marty?"
   "Sweetest little shithole I ever had my tongue in! Oh,
man," he dug in deeper for a second, "I COULD EAT TURDS OUTTA
THIS HOT SPICY PIT!!"
   I gasped at his admission.
   "He ain't kidding, baby." Roger smiled at me. "You really
got that boy turned on! Want to show your disgust at all this
faggot stuff? PISS IN HIS MOUTH! Go ahead, baby, PISS IN THE
DIRTY FAGGOT'S MOUTH! Let it loose, man. HATE ME TOO? PISS IN
MY MOUTH, THEN. MAKE ME DRINK YOUR HOT TASTY PEE!"
   I knew he was goading me. But I also knew he was right. I
didn't want to do those filthy things, I just wanted the
fantastic feelings to continue. I let out a sigh and grabbed
Roger behind the head. Slowly, I...we...allowed my dripping
prick to slip between his hungry lips until it banged against
the back of his mouth. Then it took a turn, and slipped right
down his cocksucking throat. I WAS GONE! Anything these faggots
wanted to do was okay with me. One guy nibbling at my asshole,
another devouring my cock in front of my eyes! I flung my robe
away. Marty pulled out of my crack and licked up my buttcheek,
taking a peek at Roger sucking my cock.
   "EAT MY ASSHOLE!" I screamed, and pushed him back behind.
"LICK THE HOLY LOVIN' SHIT OUTTA MY BUTT...I'M GONNA DROWN YOUR
BUDDY WITH A BIG LOAD OF HOT BALLJUICE! He wrenched my bottom
apart and speared that tongue up inside me further than he ever
had and I exploded into the cocksucker's mouth. My whole body
throbbed as I watched Roger expertly milk my prick of every
precious drop.
   My orgasm was tremendous. I shook and shuttered all over.
As if in a trance, I sat backward onto the couch. Marty
followed, taking my cock into his mouth and gently sucking for
any final cum spurts. I didn't even mind when Roger stood up,
pulled my face down, and plugged his dick in my mouth. I sucked
it! I cock-sucked it! I sucked his dick like it was the most
natural thing in the world for me to do. I didn't know what the
hell I was doing. I simply felt it was extremely important that
I suck out and devour all that his hot balls could produce. And
produce they did! I'd seen it before. I was determined it would
not drip over my lips. I ate his boiling cum...gallons of it!
As far as I was concerned, Marty could kiss my ass. FOREVER!
   When I finally began to recover my equilibrium, I found
myself kneeling on the floor, Roger rubbing his floppy dick all
over my lips and face. My tongue was out! I pulled it back in
and coughed nervously. They were both standing above me. I was
suddenly afraid. They weren't the naive, experimenting college
kids I had seen through the peephole. They were conniving,
lascivious faggots who had me at their mercy!
   Marty hadn't come yet, and I expected them to pounce on
me...make me suck his dick, too. Instead, they almost ignored
me. I rested back on my haunches as Marty led Roger over to
the bed. Roger knelt on all fours, his full, pale buttocks
obscenely thrust back at us. Marty winked at me, stroked his
big prick a couple of times, then approached those smooth buns
and savagely jammed his cock full force up that innocent-
looking, pink channel. Roger gasped at the intrusion, then
began to push his buttocks back, trying to devour even more
cock! But there wasn't any more. Marty had it in up to the
hilt. As he straddled those cheeks, I could watch from
underneath. His big cock thrusting in and out of that asshole
was quite a turn-on.
   I watched intently, amazed that the innocent-looking
crevice could not only contain such a massive bulk of throbbing
meat, but actually seemed to be trying to suck on it! Roger's
fleshy anal lips were wrapped tightly around the engorged shaft
and freely moved in and out of the rectal cavity with every
movement. Indeed, a good three inches of inner anal skin pulled
out, hugging the prickshaft desperately. It looked like a
pussyfuck!
   Marty looked over his shoulder at me and smiled. "Lick my
dick, kid, willya?"
   "Sure, Marty!" I said, automatically. Then, dipping my
head, I suddenly pulled back, coming to my senses. "Uh, I
can't, Marty."
   "Whatsa matter, babe?" he asked, innocently.
   "You're...you're FUCKING!"
   "So?" he countered. "It's only going up Roger's asshole.
You wanna taste Roger's asshole, doncha?"
   "Well...yeah," I answered honestly.
   "And you want to taste my dick, doncha?"
   "Yeah."
   "So what's the difference? Do 'em both at once!"
   "BUT...!!"
   "Under, man. Get under. Stick your head up in there and
start licking us. DO IT!"
   For some unfathomable reason, I obeyed. I just wasn't in
control. Can you understand that? This was all new. I needed
direction. Marty supplied the direction. They'd flipped over
until Roger was sitting on Marty's cock--Marty's feet on the
floor. I slithered up to the bed. There was that thickly-
veined, evil-looking, exciting mancock thrusting in and out of
that squishy, receptive asshole. I watched for a while. Some
force in the universe moved my face forward. That same force
made my tongue come out. The damned thing made me start
licking! That fuckin' damn thing made me start lickin' all over
Marty's fucking cock! But when I found myself nibbling on the
protruding anal lips being pushed out of Roger's steamy hole, I
balked. Pulling my face away from that lewd connection, I
caught my breath and moved to the side of the bed and child-
ishly stamped my foot.
   "WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING?!" I cried
   Marty reached up and pulled my face down to his.
   "YOU STUPID FUCK! DON'T YOU KNOW WHEN YOU'RE IN HEAVEN?!!"
He kissed me, hard.
   "I...I..." I stammered.
   "Lick your lips, honeybuns," he ordered. I did so. "What do
you taste?"
   "Uh..." I tried to discern.
   "Doesn't matter. Is it good?"
   "Uh, yeah," I answered, again honestly.
   "Then stop thinking, you twit! You think it's disgusting?
So what. Get disgusting! Be nasty! GET YOUR HEAD BACK DOWN
THERE AND LICK THAT HOT ASSJUICE OFFA MY DICK! SUCK IT UP, MAN.
If you never, ever do it again, tonight will keep you in
jackoff orgasms for the rest of your life. NOW LICK HIS HOLE
WHILE I FUCK HIM! Lick his asslips and tongue my cock. I'm
gonna shoot a heavy load up that cunt. When I yank my dick out,
pull it into your mouth and clean it...then stick your face up
his ass and suck my delicious cum right out of his gaping
asshole! And suck hard. Roger will help...HE'LL BE TRYIN' TO
SHIT THAT HOT CUM RIGHT INTO YOUR HUNGRY MOUTH!!"
   What could I do? I was an innocent boy. I'd never
experienced such sexual abandon before. They pushed my buttons.
In the space of a couple of hours they had transformed me from
a naive, eager college lad into a wanton, sex-crazed cock-
slave! I couldn't get enough!
   I was constantly going into their room, ripping the covers
from them, and pouncing on their bodies. Cocks, balls,
assholes, armpits...anything that was handy. I smelled, licked,
felt and sucked any part of their bodies they pushed at me.
They brought over friends. They'd rap on the wall and I'd come
over and immediately drop to my knees to suck small, medium and
huge pricks. I'd gladly lick and suck on clean or pungent
assholes even before I saw their faces. They loved watching me
lick a buddy's cock while he fucked another guy up the ass.
   I walked in one night to find Roger and Marty with six guys
lined up--their pants down and bent over--just waiting for me
to clean their assholes! I licked 'em up real good. Then all
six of them took turns eating my ass, then fucking me! I'd
learned to take cock up the ass...even Marty's huge truncheon
...and absolutely wallowed in being fucked and sucked while
another hot guy sat on my face so I could suck out his hot
asshole!
   Marty and Roger eventually introduced me to piss-drinking.
I never liked it when it was strong and yellow. But after I
knew they'd had a few drinks, I absolutely craved gobbling
their pricks and having them shoot enormous amounts of salty
manpiss right down my throat!


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