Date: Mon, 18 Apr 2005 12:29:51 +0100 (BST)
From: sunraywonder@yahoo.co.uk
Subject: Sleeping With The Enemy

Love and sex know no boundaries.  Many a time one doesn't help getting in
love with one's worst enemy.  Many a time an ostensible tormentor can have
a complete change of heart.  The following story is one such experience.  I
would love to have your opinions, suggestions and criticism about the
story.  A story like this has to be written in the first person to bring
out its full flavour.  All the characters are products of my imagination
and bear no resemblance to anyone real.


SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY


For a qualified teacher it is not difficult getting a job in Bombay.
However, awaiting my posting as a teacher in a new institution, I had been
entrusted with the job of a Librarian.  As compared to the last teaching
job that I had chucked, it turned out to be a sedate job with a lot of time
in hand.  I was given a room to stay in the boys' hostel and since I was
present in the hostel as a member of the faculty, soon they gave me the
added responsibility of being the warden.  Ensuring discipline would have
been a Herculean task but I was reminded of my own days in a hostel in
Bangalore, a few years back.  I was up to all the usual tricks of the boys
including sneaking in after hours and smuggling liquor into the rooms.
Having done all these things a few years back, my concern was not so much
as discipline and policing but the safety of my wards.  Hence, I invariably
took rounds half an hour after midnight to confirm all was well.

One night as I came to the second floor I saw some light escaping from the
door of the corner room.  I knew the occupants of all the rooms and knew
that room belonged to Rahul.  Rahul was 19 years old, very cute but very
quiet and shy.  He came to the library very often but was never seen much
on the playfields.  I was curious to know what he was doing at this late
hour since the exams were nowhere near and Rahul was never known to have
indulged in drinking and other pranks.  I peeped through the small crevice
between the two doors.  Rahul was totally naked in the bed and pumping his
cock.

Having crossed on the other side of forty recently, it was fascinating to
watch a young and supple body.  His chest was hairless and his nipples were
dark, erect and clearly visible.  I had never seen him in the gym but his
chest and arm muscles were better than the average.  Obviously, he must be
working out in his room itself and I saw a pair of dumb-bells and weights
in his room.  As I moved my gaze downwards I could not help admiring his
young cock, which was glistening with the spittle he had applied to it.
His balls were well rounded and his pubic hair were black and silky.

Masturbation was a totally harmless activity and I had no intention to
intrude and embarrass him.  However, voyeurism took the better of me and I
decided to watch just a little longer.  Rahul spat once again in his right
palm and covered his average sized shaft with more spittle and started
masturbating in real earnest.  I leaned against the door.  It was better
oiled than I had reckoned because it opened a little more than I would have
wanted.  Rahul looked up; I was caught espying on the young boy and I felt
like a heel.  However, Rahul was even more agitated than I was, having been
caught in the act by the warden.  He looked for something to cover himself
with but he couldn't find anything.  He must have been very confident that
no one would see him at that late hour of the night and hence his towel and
bed sheet were a little distance away, at the back of the study chair.

He made a dash for the towel.  I should have left sheepishly but two things
made me stop: Rahul had seen me standing there and I couldn't just leave
without explaining; also, when Rahul got down I saw him at full length and
admired his well chiseled body and a sudden desire overwhelmed me.  Wardens
are also human, you know.  Rahul was the first to speak having seen me
enter, "I am sorry, I shouldn't...."

I cut him short politely, "No Rahul, it is not your fault.  I shouldn't
have peeped in.  I was on my rounds and was curious to know why the light
was on."

Strange are the ways of the boyhood!  During our conversation Rahul had
forgotten to cover himself and his cock stood as hard and proud as earlier.
I quickly took in all the details and liked what I saw.  A curious battle
started in my mind.  One thought goaded me to do something so as not to let
the opportunity slip.  The very next thought reminded me that I was the
warden and not expected to indulge in fantasies about the students.  Like a
seesaw the thoughts kept going up and down.  One moment the desire in me
won and the very next moment my responsibility as warden won.  Finally, I
found a way out.  I would just try a wee bit -- a sort of testing the
waters.  If he would show even the remotest aversion I would back out.

"You have a beautiful cock, Rahul", I heard myself tell him.

"I don't know", he said shyly, "I have nothing to compare it with."

"But surely you must have seen other cocks, in porn movies or whilst
shagging together with other boys" I insisted.

"No, Sir", he replied gingerly, "I don't see porn movies and I have never
masturbated with other boys."

"Well, Rahul" I told him, "I have seen a few cocks and I have seen mine.
Yours is really a very beautiful cock."  I have described many a thing to
the students with great lucidity but I was stumped describing it to Rahul
as to why his cock was more beautiful than that of others.  Was it because
of the flawless skin?  Was it because of its pink colour?  Was it because
of its stubborn hardness?  Or was it because I was so near, I could smell
it and it smelled great?

Rahul came to my rescue in the erudite manner that I have always regarded
him with, "Well, I guess I shall have to believe you until I actually see
another."  Now here was a window of opportunity, however small.  I decided
to try it since I desperately wanted that boyish cock.  "Rahul", I said in
trembling voice, "Would you like to see another?"  Finally, I had got it
off my chest.  It was a big relief.  Now it was totally up to Rahul to pick
the gauntlet.  Said he in equally trembling voice, "You don't mean to say,
you...."

He did not know what to say next, so I said, "Yes Rahul, I can show you
mine if you don't ever tell anyone."

He did not reply but his eyes said it all.

I undid the buckle of my belt, unzipped myself and lowered my pants.  His
dovish eyes were as if riveted to my groin region.  I could clearly see a
twitch in his eyes as I put my fingers through the elastic of my jockey and
lowered it, revealing my shaft.  It sprang out like a feral tiger.  With
this Rahul had completed two experiences of his lifetime, that is, of not
only being naked in front of another man but also seeing him naked.  Said
he, "Well, yours is not so bad, Sir."

"It is okay" I told him, "But look here (with this I touched him on his rod
and he twitched some more) yours is more smooth, pink, long and straight."

Rahul did not take my hand off his lovely cock and I was encouraged.  I
fisted him properly and he gave out a sigh, "Oh, be careful, Sir, I might
ejaculate and dirty your hand."

Nothing more would have given me as much joy as the thought of his shooting
his cum on my hand.  So I said, "Go right ahead, Rahul, I know you were
close to orgasm when I butted in."  With this I started stroking his
wonderful rod in real earnest.  Rahul's breathing became harder and harder
until he was grunting and groaning, "Oh, Sir, what are you doing to me?  It
feels so good.  Oh, I am so close to cumming...."

When I felt he was close to cumming, abruptly I stopped stroking him and
took away my hand.  He was desperate for release now and made a move to
stroke it himself.  I was quick on the draw and held his hands and kept him
from stroking his own cock.  He was simply non-plussed and said, "Sir,
please don't stop now...I am so close...."

"Yours is such a wonderful cock, Rahul, that it would be nice to taste it",
I said.

I wish I had captured the look on his face.  "You don't mean to say...are
you hinting...my God, it can't be true...."

He would have gone on and on, but I had slipped to my knees in front of him
and had started kissing the area around his cock.  He was so desperate by
now that he took his cock in his hand and wanted to shove it in my mouth.
But, I avoided it altogether since I wanted to enjoy him as much as I
could.  I knew that once he came, the fun would be over.  I kissed him on
both his thighs and on his beautiful balls.  I also obliged him by kissing
him at the tip of his cock.  With each touch of my lips and tongue he
shuddered uncontrollably.  "Oh, Sir, what are you doing to me?  I just
can't stand it."

I took out my tongue and licked his balls and the pre-cum on his rod.  The
limit of his patience having been reached, he held me by my hair with
increased roughness and forced his cock into my mouth.  It tasted heavenly;
as if the gods had given me an exquisite lollipop.  Initially, I just
tasted him with my mouth and tongue and lips whilst he shoved it all the
way to my throat.  But then I started sucking it as if my life depended on
it.  "Oh, oh, God...it is so good, so wonderful...", he started his litany
and actively started fucking me in my mouth.  I would have wanted him to
fill my mouth with his nectar but I had other ideas.

Suddenly I stopped sucking him and slipped his cock out of my mouth.

This time he was neither polite nor shy and hissed, "Now what the heck?
Come on and make me cum...."

"Rahul, there is nothing that I would love better...but promise me two
things: one, you won't tell anyone; and two, I want you to fuck me in my
ass after we finish this."

He was simply impatient, "I'll do anything you tell me to do Sir, just make
me cum p-l-e-a-s-e."

I took him in my mouth again and sucked him hard and fast.  I wet-tongued
the underside sensitive portion of his shaft and then suddenly he grabbed
my head wildly and shoved as much of his cock in my mouth as could go and
shot his load.  It was warm, salty, sweet and gooey.  However, it was
simply like an earthquake... a Tsunami.  Even though I swallowed hard, it
just couldn't go down my gullet and started a back-wave towards my lips.
It trickled down my lips, on to my chin and my neck.  I released his cock
from my mouth and the after shock was another flood: it sprayed my face, my
cheeks, my nose and some even got into my eyes.

I tried to take in as much of this most exquisite site as possible.  Here I
was, a teacher, a Librarian, a warden, on my knees with my trousers
unbuckled and jockey down and my cock hanging out.  Rahul was totally naked
in front of me.  Rahul's cock was just a few inches away from my face,
which was sprayed with his thick and warm cum.  His cock was still oozing
out more and more of his cum as if there was no end to it.  If anyone had
taken a picture it would make a very sexy portrait!

Rahul grabbed the towel and lovingly wiped my face and his cock.  There was
no more trace of shyness and awkwardness in him; he was now in total
charge.  He caught me from my shoulders and helped me up.  He took my face
in his beautiful hands and pulled it to his lips.  He kissed me full on my
lips, initially tenderly but later with increased passion.  His hands were
busy too and he started undressing me as if I were a girl.  My pants had
fallen to my feet and I stepped out of them.  He bent down in front of me
and took down my jockey.  He asked me to lift one leg and then another when
he took out my jockey completely.  With this he eased me on to his bed and
then lifted my legs up.  He rolled me over my tummy and started caressing
my ass cheeks.  I was in seventh heavens; my wildest dreams were coming
true.  He bent down to kiss both my ass cheeks and I felt a tingling
current going up from my cheeks, to my spine.  He climbed on the bed and
gently spread-eagled my legs.  He asked me to lift my buttocks and put his
pillow underneath.  I enjoyed everything that he was doing to me and kept
thinking of how a shy boy had suddenly been transformed into a perfect and
passionate lover.  He opened my cheeks with both his hands and then guided
my own hands there to keep them open and wide.  He took out a tube of KY
jelly from the table drawer, squeezed some on his right hand index finger
and inserted the end gently in my asshole.  I screamed with joy and pain.
When he inserted it further the pain increased when suddenly as he crossed
my sphincter it transformed from intense pain to complete ecstasy.

My command to him was now urgent, "Rahul, fuck me now.  I want your cock in
my hole."

Our positions were now reversed and he enjoyed my desperation as much as I
had earlier enjoyed his.  He teased me by saying, "First say `please'".

I guess at this stage I was even more desperate than he was, "Please,
Rahul, fuck me...let me have your cock deep inside me.  Please ram it into
me before I die!"

"Will you suck me twice a week and get fucked at least once a week?" he
persisted.

"Rahul, I'll do anything for you, love.  But if you don't fuck me this
instant I shall die.  Love, fuck me p-l-e-a-s-e."

When he put the tip of his beautiful cock on my hole I sighed with pleasure
and willed him inside.  The tip buried in my hole and sucked the breath out
of me.  Can anything be more wonderful than being fucked by this nineteen
year old boy?  He inserted a little at a time and I am sure my screams of
joy could have been heard in the entire hostel.  When he was up to the hilt
in me he just held it there and didn't move.  He just allowed me to savour
the complete feeling of his marvelous cock deep inside me.  After what
appeared like eternity he gently started fucking me, his lovely shaft
sliding out almost to the tip and then going in me deep like a piston.  He
increased his pace and fucked me with increasing ferocity.  I lifted my ass
up and met his every stroke half way.  Gradually the tempo increased to
such an extent that his balls were banging against my buttocks.  A lot of
sweat was entrapped between his groin and my ass cheeks and it was making
slurping noises.  Both of us were grunting and groaning loudly.  I have
been fucked by a man once or twice before in the past but no one had ever
brought me to the crescendo that Rahul had.  My own cock was hard on
Rahul's bed and the constant rubbing would have made it erupt but I was
holding on so as to time it with his eruption in me.  He did not disappoint
me.  Although he had already come once that night, his eruption in my
interior was simply awesome.  He filled me to the brim; the heat of our
fucking was suddenly quenched by his fountain deep inside me.  He collapsed
on top of me and kissed my back and neck.  My asshole was perhaps too small
to hold all his juice and it started trickling out.  In the meantime my own
cock had erupted on his bed and my legs were wet both from behind and in
front.  In short I was so thoroughly fucked that I had neither my breath
nor any energy left in me!  Rahul was in the same state since he made no
move to disengage from me even after ten minutes.  We would have gone to
sleep with him atop me and his cock in me but then a flash brought me wide
awake.  Both of us turned around slowly but there was nothing.  We put on
our clothes.  I gave one last kiss on to his lovely cock before he covered
it and then we kissed and kissed with our lips.  It is only after that that
I left.  Some of his cum was still sticking to my legs but even though
Rahul wanted to clean it, I wanted it that way.  I wanted his scent, his
taste his cum to remain with me throughout the night.

I continued to suck and fuck Rahul's cock late in the nights twice or
thrice a week and I thought everything was going on well.  I was wrong!


One night when I was sneaking to Rahul's room on the second floor I felt
strong arms grab me from behind me.  The corridor lights are generally
switched off at eleven and it was dark.  I was familiar with Rahul's arms
and scent and knew it wasn't him.  And then I heard someone whisper in my
ear, "How about sucking my cock too, Sir?"

I was furious with rage.  I recognized the voice of Vikram Saxena (In short
everyone called him `Sexy').  He was in the next room to Rahul and two
years senior to him.  I remembered him as a brash, muscular, handsome and
overly confident boy, who bullied everyone around all the while.  He was
the Captain of the football team and was very popular with girls.  He had
me pinned but I had to exercise my authority on him, "Sexy, release me
immediately.  I can get you in solid trouble for being insolent with a
teacher."

This had no effect on him and he said, "Just step into my room and I shall
show you the pictures of you doing it with Rahul."

I had no choice.  We went into his room.  He had his computer on and I saw
pictures of me sucking Rahul's cock, Rahul fucking me from behind, both of
us kissing, my licking his cum etc.  Even the whisper of these photos to
anyone would be disastrous for me.  I hated Sexy for being brash but he had
me trapped.  Even though he had already whispered his command, I still
asked him, "What do you want me to do, Sexy?"

"Suck my cock" was the prompt reply.  However, he made no effort to take
out his cock.  I guessed that he expected me to do everything.  I unbuckled
his pants and lowered them to his feet.  I slid his underwear down to his
knees and released his cock.  It was a monster; the largest that I had ever
seen even in porn movies.  I detested his forcing me to be his slave but I
liked the look of his cock.  I tried not to show my joy when I mouthed his
beast of a cock.  Sexy just stood there whilst I sucked him.  Within no
time I felt him harden further and then release his load in me.  At that
moment he roughly took out his cock and sprayed my face as if he wanted me
to have his cum on my face as a badge of dishonour.  No endearments were
spoken and he didn't even help to clean my face.  He simply said, "Now fuck
off, Sir.  Remember, whenever I call you, come quickly or else I shall let
the whole world know about you."

On the way down to my room, I wiped his cum off my face with my kerchief.
In my room I assessed my situation and cursed for having landed up in this
sticky situation, where Sexy could blackmail me at will and I had no choice
but to follow his command.  Rahul was nice but I had already promised to
service him twice or thrice a week.  On top of that now Sexy would demand
his pound of flesh!

One late night, I received a call from Sexy, "Come over quickly, Sir.  I
need you this instant."

I rushed and reached him but he still berated me for having taken excessive
time.  He was sitting at his study table and doing some home-work.  I
waited for his command.  He kept doing his work with scarcely a glance at
me.  Suddenly he growled, "What are you waiting for, you cock-sucker?  Go
on, get undressed, suck me and make me come."

I got out of my clothes as quickly as I could since I didn't want to annoy
him more.  He just looked at me when I was naked and said angrily, "Why,
you ain't even appropriately undressed for the occasion."

I was totally non-plussed and asked, "What did you have in mind, Sexy?"

He said, "Listen, if you are going to be my whore, I want you to always
come to me wearing a negligee; you know, bra and panties."

I was both shocked and stimulated by the idea.  Sexy was my enemy number
one, my tormentor, a real bastard.  I detested his bullying me.  However,
one, his cock was real great and two, his ideas were really sensuous.  So I
asked him what colour of bra and panties he wanted me to wear.

"Red is my favourite colour for my gals", he said, "It brings out passion."

He had made no move to swivel his chair to face me and to make it easier
for me to suck his cock.  I was afraid that if I asked him to he would
shout at me even more.  So, naked I crouched under his table and took
position in front of him.  He still didn't help at all.  So I unbuckled his
pants, unzipped his fly, lowered his pants and underwear and stroked his
cock to put life into it.  Soon his cock was hard.  There was no love
involved between us and hence I skipped kissing his cock and balls.  I
gulped him quickly and sucked him hard and fast and made him cum.  Once
again, at the last minute, I took it out of my mouth and sprayed my face to
humiliate me even more.  I came out of the table and stood awaiting his
further instructions.  Even though he was my enemy number one, I had many a
times imagined his cock going into my asshole and giving me the inimitable
bliss.  However, he was certainly not concerned about my needs.  Now that
my sucking had provided him with the release that he wanted, he was not at
all interested in anything else.  Why did he make me naked then?  Didn't my
bare ass fill him with desire?

He continued doing his home work and if he was aware of my presence, he did
not show any signs.  I touched him on his wrist and he shouted, "What are
you doing whore?  Can't you see I am busy?  You have sucked my cock and now
fuck off."

I quickly donned my clothes and left his room.

How would I get bra and panties, I kept thinking the whole night.  What are
the normal sizes?  I shall have to pretend that I required it for my wife.
But, then, the lady at the shop would ask me for the exact size.

The next day I visited the Maidenform shop.  I had hoped that there would
be a salesman and I would be less shy and awkward.  But it turned out to be
a girl and a chirpy one at that.

"May I help you, Sir?" she asked chirpily.

"My wife has sent me to buy bra and panties for her", I pretended to sound
casual.

"Sure, Sir", she said, "Please step this way and tell me her size and
preferences."

I told her, "Actually, she wrote the whole thing on a piece of paper,
and...."

She came to my rescue, "...and you have misplaced the paper, right?"

"Right"

"No problem, Sir, I shall show you a few varieties and you can choose."

Fifteen excruciating minutes later I had a red velvet bra and panties,
hopefully fitting me.  I rushed back to my room, stripped and tried them
on.  These fitted me well, thank God.  That night I lay in Rahul's arms but
didn't wear these for him.  He fucked me in a slow and gentle way -- a
sharp contrast from the brusque and abrasive way of Sexy.

The very next night Sexy called me urgently.  I put on my bra and panties,
put on my clothes over them and rushed to his room.  He was sitting totally
naked with his shoes on.  He shouted at me for taking too much time.  I
told him that since I was not familiar with how to wear a bra, it took me
time.  "That's a feeble excuse", he told me, "If you are going to be my
favourite slut then you must learn to put them on fast."  How I hated that
boy and his guts!

Anyway what was in store for me was even worse, "Alright, quickly undress
and polish me shoes whilst sucking my cock."

I was dumbstuck.  This was really going to the limit.  He was already
calling me a whore or a slut and treating me worse than that.  I protested
that I would do nothing of that sort.  I reasoned out with him that he had
already used me enough for an indiscretion of mine with Rahul and that I
couldn't take it anymore.

"Now look here, Sexy", I tried to reason with him, "Can any man in his
right mind have fun wearing bra and panties."

In this last bit I was clearly lying because actually the idea was sensuous
enough to turn me on.

Sexy wasn't impressed.  He simply said, "Does that mean that you have no
objection to me putting your nude pictures with Rahul on the net?"

That brought me quickly to my senses.  "Where is the polish and the
brush?", I asked him.

"Good boy", Sexy exulted, "Over there in the drawer...and, hurry up with
these."

I took out my clothes and was there before him in my panties and bra.  I
wanted him to have a good look at my body.  I had a look at myself like
that in the mirror earlier and I had concluded that I looked ravishing
enough to be fucked.  Indeed, I caught just a flicker of softer feeling in
his eyes but the very next minute he was his bastard self again.  I went to
the drawer and got out the black polish and brush.  I got on my knees in
front of him and took his massive cock in my mouth.  It was awkward but at
the same time I started brushing his shoes.  All this must have excited him
immensely because he came more than the tow times earlier when I had sucked
his huge cock.  My polishing his shoes was of little use because a great
part of his cum fell on the shoes.  I licked him all the way up from his
ankles to his thighs in order to stimulate him enough so that somehow he
would be convinced to shove his lovely cock in my asshole.  However, once
again he was not at all sensitive to my needs.  God, I had never hated
anyone as much as I hated Sexy.  Once again, he used his favourite phrase
with me, "Now fuck off whore."

I had no choice.  I came back to my room and actually cried.

A week later, once again he called me to his room urgently.  I had
practiced putting on the bra and panties and hence could make it to his
room very fast.  To my utter shock there was another man there, about
twenty-five years old.  I was breathless when I reached there since I had
really rushed.  On top of that Sexy greeted me with, "Very good, Sir.  That
was really quick.  Now quickly get out of your clothes and do things for my
friend Rocky and me."

I was so furious that I could have strangled him there and then.  I shouted
with as much authority as I could gather, "I am a teacher, you bastard, and
I can get you in deep trouble for your insolent behaviour."

However, I soon realized the futility of my rage.  Sexy would have told all
about me to that man called Rocky.  Also, the speed at which I rushed to
his room when he called me must have convinced Rocky that Sexy had a hold
on me.  If at all there was any doubt the next utterance of Sexy was more
than clear, "It is of no use, Sir; Rocky knows all about you and has seen
your lovely photos with Rahul.  So, just hurry up and don't waste time."

"You bastard", I hissed again and took him by his wrist to the side and
said, "What do you think you are up to, you brat?  It is better that you
tell the whole world about me and Rahul rather than making me fuck all your
friends."

He pleaded, "Sir, I promise you I shall not offer you to anyone else.
Rocky is really a good friend.  If you do with him I shall do anything for
you."

I dreamt of his lovely cock in my asshole and realized that in any case I
had no choice.  I had to grin and bear it or rather `bare' it.  Even at
that I persisted, "Sexy, do you realize, you are using me as a whore and
that is bad."

Next he did something that I had never thought him capable of.  He kissed
me on my lips and said, "You have been thinking of me as an enemy or a
bastard.  Just do this for me and I shall tell you of my real self."

We returned to where Rocky was sitting and the look of resignation on my
face must have conveyed to him that I was willing.  I was facing him but he
told me to turn around and take off my clothes as he wanted to see me
undress.  I removed my shoes, socks, trousers and shirt and stood there in
my red velvet bra and panties.  I must have presented a pretty picture
because he whistled appreciatively.  Without getting up from his chair he
pulled me back to himself and caressed my buttocks through my panties.  I
would have hated the touch of his hands on my bottom but after Sexy had
made his peace with me my aversion was lessened.  Rocky pulled down my
panties and then felt my bare ass.  I thought that he would make me lie
down and then fuck me but he had other ideas.  He asked me to keep standing
in that position, with my panties around my knees whilst he got out of his
clothes.  He had a good sized cock, slightly bent at its tip.  I was still
wondering how he was going to mount me when he sat down on the chair again
with his hard cock standing up.  He caressed my buttocks again and inserted
his right hand index finger in my asshole.  I hated what I had gotten into
because of Sexy but I liked the feel of his finger in my hole.  He asked
Sexy for a tube of KY jelly and very carefully lubricated me both inside my
hole and just around it.  I loved every moment of it.  He applied some to
his shaft and then pulled me down to his lap.

His intention was now more than clear to me and whilst lowering my bottom
on to his lap, I held his cock in my hand and guided it towards my asshole.
It wasn't an easy penetration but after a few attempts, by moving my ass
and his cock, I managed to get the head of his cock inside me.  It felt
simply wonderful.  I lowered my ass further down on his shaft until he was
all the way up.  He held me with both hands on my breasts or rather the
area around my nipples and pressed them.  It felt so good that I did not
want him to stop.  Every once in a while he stroked my nipples by making
his fingers wet with his spittle.  At this stage I started moving up and
down the length of his shaft and he guided me with his hands on my tits.

I hadn't noticed it but in the meantime Sexy had undressed.  When I turned
to see him, I saw his cock hard and erect and only a few inches from my
face.  Oh, how I had loved that monster of a cock!  I reached for it with
my hands and guided it to my mouth.

Sexy had probably arranged the whole thing to humiliate me but at this
stage I started enjoying myself.  I was having the time of my life with a
lovely cock in my asshole and the best cock in the world in my mouth.  I
was now bouncing up and down Rocky's cock and getting myself thoroughly
fucked.  At the same time I was eagerly sucking Sexy's cock that I had
fallen in love with.  I took out Sexy's cock briefly to tell them both to
time their release in my holes together.

Since Sexy had a late start, I reached for his balls to feel and caress
them.  Both of them were grunting and groaning quite freely now.  Sexy was
already clutching my head and trying to shove his maximum length up my
throat.  "Oh, oh...Sir, you have no idea how wonderful it feels.  You really
suck well...oh, I am cooommming...my God...what a suck."

At the same time Rocky was muttering, "Sexy, your warden is really a good
fuck...oh, what joy...oh, how lovely is his hole...I am coommming...oh Sir,
you are great!"

Their loads into my holes were something!  If one was like a volcano, the
other was like an earthquake.  I did not stop.  I kept fucking Rocky and
kept sucking Sexy until they were drained out.  Sexy pulled out his cock
and now did what he always loved doing: he sprayed my face with his cum.
Rocky's cum was so much that it was trickling down our legs.

Later, they had me for an encore on the bed.  I had desperately wanted
Sexy's marvelous cock in my hole but he did not oblige me.  Once again
Rocky mounted me from behind whilst I was in doggy position and Sexy
offered his cock to me to suck.  Once again I made them both to cum.

That night in my bed I thought of my situation and decided that if Sexy
subjected me to any more humiliation I would tell him to go ahead and leak
my photos with Rahul to all instead of going through with it any more.  I
loved his cock alright but he wasn't sensitive to my needs at all.  In our
nearly two weeks of experience together, the only softness that I had
observed in him towards me was once when I had first worn my negligee and
secondly when he had kissed me on my lips.  I had decided that he would
never love me and he was not capable of any finer feelings for me.

Thus, when after two days, late in the night, when he called me to his
room, although I donned the bra and panties as demanded by him I had
decided to be on the warpath with my enemy number one.  I reached his room
and saw the change of atmosphere: he had dimmed lights on and put on soft
music.  He was dressed very becomingly and sitting at his computer.
Brusquely I asked him, "What do you want me to do tonight, Sexy?"

He motioned me to a stool next to the computer and said, "Sir, I have
decided to erase all your pictures with Rahul."

I was flabbergasted.  Was he getting me ready for some other humiliation?
But then I saw the sincere look on his face.  He selected all the photos
and asked me, "Go ahead press the Delete button and be free from this
burden."  I hesitated but he took my finger and pressed it hard on the
Delete.  After all the photos were deleted, he opened the Recycle Bin and
emptied it.

He said, "I promise you I haven't saved a copy anywhere.  In the last one
week you have done things for me out of compulsion, blackmail.  You don't
have to do it any longer.  I am very sorry for whatever happened.  If you
wish you can leave now."

I would have left but then I something which made me stop: tears in his
eyes!  Sexy the bastard, Sexy the Macho Man, Sexy the Brute, Sexy my
Tormentor was actually crying!  The teacher in me was back and I felt there
was no harm in returning the only favour he had ever done to me; I kissed
him lightly on his lips.  It was as if a dam had broken.  He took me
tightly in his arms and carried me to his bed.  He kept kissing me as if I
was a precious gift or a trophy.  When he paused he said, "Sir, do you have
any idea of how much I love you...how much I have always loved you?"

I certainly didn't have any idea.  How could I when he had treated me so
shabbily.  "Tell me", my tone was once again confident like that of a
teacher.  "I loved you the moment you stepped into this hostel and always
dreamt about having you in bed with me.  But then I caught you with Rahul
and I was enraged.  For many, many nights I had masturbated thinking of
your lovely bottom and then I saw you sucking and fucking Rahul.  I was so
enraged that I wanted to take my revenge on you."  He said this in one
breath and I kept looking at his handsome face.  He not only sounded true
but I saw the earnestness on his face.  I believed him instantly.

"But, Sexy, your revenge was very harsh."

"I know.  You have to believe me when I tell you that I never enjoyed it!
I loved you immensely and I did not relish hurting the person I loved.  The
night with Rocky was the last straw.  If it is any satisfaction with you,
let me tell you I didn't sleep that night at all.  I am ashamed of myself."

As a teacher this was not the first time I had come across this situation.
I had come across many bullies of his age who kept a very stern exterior
but were actually soft at the core.  I was glad I finally saw Sexy's real
self.

I made him lie down on his bed and kissed him tenderly on his lips.  The
passion was soon to follow and I kissed him again and again passionately.
I removed his pants and shirt and kissed everywhere.  He just lay in a
trance.  However, when I reached his underwear and kissed his hero through
it, I saw it spring to attention.  I yanked his underwear down and planted
wet kisses on his thighs, balls and cock.

It was his turn now.  He made me fully naked and then kissed my bums,
instinctively knowing that I wanted him deep in my hole.  He even lovingly
tongued my hole.  It was simply exquisite.  When he left a wad of spittle
on my hole, and lubricated me with his finger, I knew what exactly I had to
do.  I gulped his cock, sucked it for some time and then left a wad of
spittle on it.  He opened my legs and positioned himself between them.  I
raised my mound to him since I realized that this was going to be the fuck
of my lifetime.  He very tenderly placed the tip of his monster cock at my
entrance and said something that sent shivers up my spine, "I love you,
Sir; you have the loveliest bottom that I have ever seen."

With this he entered me.  I knew the meaning of `Ecstasy' but this was the
first time when I felt it happening to me!  `Will I be able to take his
entire length in me?' I asked myself.  Gradually he tried but it was so
huge that even when it reached my rectum, he still had a lot outside.  I
urged him not to make me wait any longer but to fuck me hard and deep.
Before commencing, he took a lot of time kissing my bare back and neck.  I
clutched at his bed hard since I couldn't contain all the joy and tingling
he was giving me.

Soon he started fucking me, slowly but surely.  I was being regularly
fucked those days but still my asshole wasn't used to such a huge cock in
it.  Every time he plunged, my ass and indeed my whole body was set on
fire.  I had just learnt the true meaning of ecstasy and now I learnt the
true meaning of a fuck!  Rahul and Rocky before him were only toys compared
to the fuck that he was giving me with his hero.  He was plundering my
innards, ravaging my soul.  I imagined huge waves of a furious sea breaking
on the rocks ashore.  Just when I got used to one wave and played in it,
another one hit my body and then another and another and another...I never
wanted it to end.

I quickly revised my views about Sexy not being sensitive to my needs.  He
kept varying the tempo so as not to cum too quickly.  I tried to meet his
every stroke by arching my back upwards.  But when he took the tempo to a
fever pitch, I had no choice but to lie down and enjoy his assault.
Sometimes he went so deep inside me that I felt as if he had reached all
the way up to my mouth!  And then the shivering started!  It is as if the
rocks and the earth were shaking at the first tremors of a distant quake!
He was now ramming into me the hardest.  I was being fucked like never
before in my life.  My innards were hot and aching.  Suddenly he plunged
the deepest ever and drenched my hole and soul with his love juices.

Even in my wildest dreams I hadn't imagined anything like this.  It must
have been nine on the Richter scale!  I was simply fucked!

Afterwards we lay in each other's arms.  Sexy reached down and touched my
cock, which was already wet with my pre cum.  He slid down and took my cock
in his mouth and sucked me until I had the best eruption that I ever had.

Sexy remained in the hostel for another six months after that.  He fucked
me very regularly in my asshole and did not mind my sleeping with Rahul on
the spare nights.  Rahul had started taking my cock in his hole too but
Sexy said he wasn't a bottom and hence I was content with his sucking me.
He loved to see me in girl's clothes.  In addition to the negligee, he had
got me a frock, stockings, ladies wig and sandals.  The first night when he
called me up to his room, dressed like a girl, I had the most sensuous
feeling.  He kissed me and explored my body with his hands and lips.
Afterwards, he took me to his study table.  He put cushions on the table
and asked me to bend over the table resting my chest on the cushions.  My
sandaled feet were at the floor and my frock was pushed up.  He hoisted it
up further revealing my panties.  He caressed my ass through the panties
and then lowered them.  He quickly got out of his clothes and spread my ass
cheeks with his capable hands and put my own hands there to keep them in
that position.  When he put the tip of his cock on my hole, I released my
ass cheeks and anticipating his assault clutched the sides of the table
with both my hands.  I wanted him to be rough and wild with me that night
rather then gentle and caring and he instinctively understood my need!
After all, we were in love!  He rammed it into me hard and I felt the
breath leaving me.  Wasn't this the next or even the final stage of
ecstasy?  He fucked me hard and deep and came all over my back.

Sexy left the college and found a job with a multi-national company in
Singapore.  It has been quite some time since I had that monster of his
cock in me.  He was my Enemy number one but later became the best lover
that I ever had.

Sometimes when Rahul fucks me I close my eyes and imagine him to be Sexy,
loving me deep and hard with the most wonderful cock on earth.