Juan_S
Slut
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His ebony skin shone in the sunlight. I leaned further out onto the balcony to get a closer look. Oh, how I longed to run my tongue over his smooth pecs and washboard stomach. The more I thought of him the more aroused I became. Quickly, I walked back into my room before anyone could notice me lusting after him. The last thing I needed was one of my homophobic frats finding out. I hated the fact that my parents had practically forced me to join this fraternity. They said it would help me make long lasting connections and allow me become a well-rounded man. Although, so far, all I had become was a chronic masturbator. With all this testosterone around me I couldn’t help but stay in a constant state of arousal.
I gave my hard on a tug and lay down on my bed. Thoughts of Charles lying out by the pool continued to fill my head. Of all the guys here, I thought of him the most. He seemed to be the most forbidden and, unfortunately, he was also the most homophobic. He was always going on and on about how he had bagged some sorority girl or cheerleader. It was all stereotypical machismo. Although deep down, I wondered if that was all talk.
I stuck my hand inside my shorts and encouraged the blood flow to my cock. I just knew if given the chance I could show Charles I was better than any dumb sorority slut. A smile crossed my face as I thought of him feeding me his big black cock. My fingers wrapped around the base of my erection. “Mmmm, Charles.”
“Eww, Rick you fag! What are you doing?”
I shot straight up and pulled my hand out of my pants. “Steve you ass, haven’t you ever heard of knocking?” I gave him my dirtiest look in the hopes of intimidating him.
“I did,” he said taking a seat on my bed, “but you were too busy dreaming of Charles.”
I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them tightly. “Shut up, you don’t know what you’re talking about.” I looked away from him. I couldn’t bear to face his accusing stare.
Steve threw his head back in laughter. “Chill man, it’s cool with me.” He looked at me with a mischievous smile. “Besides, he’s not all that. Trust me.”
What was he talking about? Had he been with Charles? I wondered.
“Don’t look at me like that.” He said. “He was wasted and thought I was his girlfriend.”
“No, you didn’t.”
“Hell yeah I did. Like you wouldn’t?”
I looked down.
“But anyways, like I said,” he continued. “He was not all I thought he was going to be.”
Steve raised his pinky and waved it in the air.
I laughed. “He wasn’t.”
“Oh yeah he was. Charles does not fit the black man stereotype.”
We both erupted in laughter. It felt so good to have someone in the house to share these thoughts and feelings with. For the first time I really looked at Steve. He wasn’t a bad looking guy, a bit of a nerd, but in a cute way. His hair was naturally streaked blonde by afternoons of swimming, which also contributed to his slim build. The best thing about him was the way he laughed. It was a strange mixture of shyness and giddiness that made me laugh that much harder.
“Ok,” I said quieting us both. “You know whom I have, or I should say had the hots for, now you tell me.” I could see him already turning red as I put him on the spot. “Which one of our very straight frats do you lust for?”
He stood straight up and looked out the window. “No one man. I…I gotta go.”
Did I say something wrong? I jumped up and went after him the palm of my hand held the door shut trapping him. I was close enough to feel the warmth of his body against me. His sweet smell was making every part of my body come alive. I was several inches taller than him and had a much broader chest. Next to me he appeared much smaller and frail. He turned to face me, his back pressed against the door.
“What do you want from me?” he asked.
I didn’t respond at least not with words. His full red lips were calling for me, begging for attention. I brought my lips to his and slowly parted them. There was a slight hesitation on his part, but it didn’t last for long. He soon returned my kiss with a burning passion of his own. His tongue slipped inside my mouth.
I was taken aback by his sudden forcefulness. His hands gripped my waist. I took one step back and then another until the backs of my knees were pressed against the edge of the bed. With hungry hands he undid my belt, his hands furiously tearing at the opening of my jeans.
“You’re eager,” I said taking his lips back in my mouth before he could reply.
My baggy jeans dropped to my knees along with my boxers. My cock stood straight up, the head already dripping with cum. His hand wrapped around my shaft, stroking me in quick rapid motions. His other hand slipped inside my shirt. His clammy fingers rubbed my stomach as they slowly crept up to my chest where my erect nipples waited anxiously for his touch. He took the tip of my hard tit and twisted it between his fingers, sending sharp bursts of pain throughout my body.
“Mmmm fuck,” I moaned.
The way his hand worked my cock was getting me so close. I let go of his waist and pressed my fingers into his soft blonde hair pulling his lips away from mine.
“Suck me.”
He bit his lower lip and let me guide him down to my throbbing sex. The tip of his tongue pressed into the slit of my cock. Slowly he licked the underside of my manhood. He tasted his way down to my cum filled sac.
“Oh fuck! Take my cock!”
He looked up at me. My eyes begged him to take me. He smiled a playful smile before wrapping his lips around my girth. His tongue worshipped my eager sex. I was desperate to cum. I gripped his hair tightly and began to thrust into his mouth.
“Mmmm yeah, take it.”
His hands clung to my ass as I pounded harder and harder into him. I could feel the tension build from the root of my cock all the way up my shoulders. I steadied myself and, with one last thrust, I let Steve have it. I shot so hard I thought I would never stop.
When I was done I collapsed onto the bed. He pulled himself up next to me and peeled off my shirt leaving me completely naked. He stood up and I watched as he stripped. My eyes grew large when I saw the size of his manhood. For a small guy, he was very well endowed. He walked toward me with hunger in his eyes. I bit down on my lower lip, I wasn’t sure I could handle what he wanted.
He lay down beside me; pulling me towards him, he wrapped his arms around my waist. I closed my eyes as the head of his cock began to press against my tight rosebud. I could feel the pre cum oozing out of his slit. He pulled his hand away from my waist and used it to rub the head of his cock all around my hole, lubing it up with his seed.
“Go easy,” I pleaded.
He leaned his head down to mine and kissed me lightly on the cheek. I relaxed and pressed against his hardness. Slowly, he began to enter me. His sweet voice soothed and encouraged me.
“That’s it baby, open up.” I clung to his arm and did as he said. “Yeah, just like that. Let me inside your sweet ass.”
In and out he worked my tight tunnel. When he was completely inside of me, I let out a deep breath. It felt so great having him in me. I never wanted him to pull out. His hardness remained in me until I adjusted to it. With his mouth on my ear, he began to slowly nuzzle me. He wrapped his leg around mine and began to move inside of me. He fucked me at a steady pace.
“Mmmm, I could get used to this.” I said.
He kissed the back of my neck and picked up the pace. I squeezed his hardness with the muscles in my ass.
“Oh fuck, fuck.”
I clung to him as his cum shot throughout my body. I pushed my ass into him, allowing him to go deep inside of me. When he was done he pulled out his limp member, but continued to keep his arms around my waist. We spooned until the room became completely dark and then light again. It was the first of many nights.
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His ebony skin shone in the sunlight. I leaned further out onto the balcony to get a closer look. Oh, how I longed to run my tongue over his smooth pecs and washboard stomach. The more I thought of him the more aroused I became. Quickly, I walked back into my room before anyone could notice me lusting after him. The last thing I needed was one of my homophobic frats finding out. I hated the fact that my parents had practically forced me to join this fraternity. They said it would help me make long lasting connections and allow me become a well-rounded man. Although, so far, all I had become was a chronic masturbator. With all this testosterone around me I couldn’t help but stay in a constant state of arousal.
I gave my hard on a tug and lay down on my bed. Thoughts of Charles lying out by the pool continued to fill my head. Of all the guys here, I thought of him the most. He seemed to be the most forbidden and, unfortunately, he was also the most homophobic. He was always going on and on about how he had bagged some sorority girl or cheerleader. It was all stereotypical machismo. Although deep down, I wondered if that was all talk.
I stuck my hand inside my shorts and encouraged the blood flow to my cock. I just knew if given the chance I could show Charles I was better than any dumb sorority slut. A smile crossed my face as I thought of him feeding me his big black cock. My fingers wrapped around the base of my erection. “Mmmm, Charles.”
“Eww, Rick you fag! What are you doing?”
I shot straight up and pulled my hand out of my pants. “Steve you ass, haven’t you ever heard of knocking?” I gave him my dirtiest look in the hopes of intimidating him.
“I did,” he said taking a seat on my bed, “but you were too busy dreaming of Charles.”
I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them tightly. “Shut up, you don’t know what you’re talking about.” I looked away from him. I couldn’t bear to face his accusing stare.
Steve threw his head back in laughter. “Chill man, it’s cool with me.” He looked at me with a mischievous smile. “Besides, he’s not all that. Trust me.”
What was he talking about? Had he been with Charles? I wondered.
“Don’t look at me like that.” He said. “He was wasted and thought I was his girlfriend.”
“No, you didn’t.”
“Hell yeah I did. Like you wouldn’t?”
I looked down.
“But anyways, like I said,” he continued. “He was not all I thought he was going to be.”
Steve raised his pinky and waved it in the air.
I laughed. “He wasn’t.”
“Oh yeah he was. Charles does not fit the black man stereotype.”
We both erupted in laughter. It felt so good to have someone in the house to share these thoughts and feelings with. For the first time I really looked at Steve. He wasn’t a bad looking guy, a bit of a nerd, but in a cute way. His hair was naturally streaked blonde by afternoons of swimming, which also contributed to his slim build. The best thing about him was the way he laughed. It was a strange mixture of shyness and giddiness that made me laugh that much harder.
“Ok,” I said quieting us both. “You know whom I have, or I should say had the hots for, now you tell me.” I could see him already turning red as I put him on the spot. “Which one of our very straight frats do you lust for?”
He stood straight up and looked out the window. “No one man. I…I gotta go.”
Did I say something wrong? I jumped up and went after him the palm of my hand held the door shut trapping him. I was close enough to feel the warmth of his body against me. His sweet smell was making every part of my body come alive. I was several inches taller than him and had a much broader chest. Next to me he appeared much smaller and frail. He turned to face me, his back pressed against the door.
“What do you want from me?” he asked.
I didn’t respond at least not with words. His full red lips were calling for me, begging for attention. I brought my lips to his and slowly parted them. There was a slight hesitation on his part, but it didn’t last for long. He soon returned my kiss with a burning passion of his own. His tongue slipped inside my mouth.
I was taken aback by his sudden forcefulness. His hands gripped my waist. I took one step back and then another until the backs of my knees were pressed against the edge of the bed. With hungry hands he undid my belt, his hands furiously tearing at the opening of my jeans.
“You’re eager,” I said taking his lips back in my mouth before he could reply.
My baggy jeans dropped to my knees along with my boxers. My cock stood straight up, the head already dripping with cum. His hand wrapped around my shaft, stroking me in quick rapid motions. His other hand slipped inside my shirt. His clammy fingers rubbed my stomach as they slowly crept up to my chest where my erect nipples waited anxiously for his touch. He took the tip of my hard tit and twisted it between his fingers, sending sharp bursts of pain throughout my body.
“Mmmm fuck,” I moaned.
The way his hand worked my cock was getting me so close. I let go of his waist and pressed my fingers into his soft blonde hair pulling his lips away from mine.
“Suck me.”
He bit his lower lip and let me guide him down to my throbbing sex. The tip of his tongue pressed into the slit of my cock. Slowly he licked the underside of my manhood. He tasted his way down to my cum filled sac.
“Oh fuck! Take my cock!”
He looked up at me. My eyes begged him to take me. He smiled a playful smile before wrapping his lips around my girth. His tongue worshipped my eager sex. I was desperate to cum. I gripped his hair tightly and began to thrust into his mouth.
“Mmmm yeah, take it.”
His hands clung to my ass as I pounded harder and harder into him. I could feel the tension build from the root of my cock all the way up my shoulders. I steadied myself and, with one last thrust, I let Steve have it. I shot so hard I thought I would never stop.
When I was done I collapsed onto the bed. He pulled himself up next to me and peeled off my shirt leaving me completely naked. He stood up and I watched as he stripped. My eyes grew large when I saw the size of his manhood. For a small guy, he was very well endowed. He walked toward me with hunger in his eyes. I bit down on my lower lip, I wasn’t sure I could handle what he wanted.
He lay down beside me; pulling me towards him, he wrapped his arms around my waist. I closed my eyes as the head of his cock began to press against my tight rosebud. I could feel the pre cum oozing out of his slit. He pulled his hand away from my waist and used it to rub the head of his cock all around my hole, lubing it up with his seed.
“Go easy,” I pleaded.
He leaned his head down to mine and kissed me lightly on the cheek. I relaxed and pressed against his hardness. Slowly, he began to enter me. His sweet voice soothed and encouraged me.
“That’s it baby, open up.” I clung to his arm and did as he said. “Yeah, just like that. Let me inside your sweet ass.”
In and out he worked my tight tunnel. When he was completely inside of me, I let out a deep breath. It felt so great having him in me. I never wanted him to pull out. His hardness remained in me until I adjusted to it. With his mouth on my ear, he began to slowly nuzzle me. He wrapped his leg around mine and began to move inside of me. He fucked me at a steady pace.
“Mmmm, I could get used to this.” I said.
He kissed the back of my neck and picked up the pace. I squeezed his hardness with the muscles in my ass.
“Oh fuck, fuck.”
I clung to him as his cum shot throughout my body. I pushed my ass into him, allowing him to go deep inside of me. When he was done he pulled out his limp member, but continued to keep his arms around my waist. We spooned until the room became completely dark and then light again. It was the first of many nights.
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