Some of you have written to make sure I'm still breathing. Yes, I'm alive. And I really do apologize for being MIA the last month. I wish I had a great excuse but I don't lol. I just haven't been up for writing anything lately. But I can feel that changing :)
So, thanks for worrying, but I'm fine! Hopefully I'll have a Spring Break update soon. The trip was awesome. Expensive, but awesome. Jockguy and Sarah loved each other. They bonded over picking on me lol.
Anyways, sorry again for the lack of posts! Thanks for reading!
C.C.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Spring Break Update
Just wanted to update you all on the last couple of weeks. Finals went AMAZINGLY well. I aced all my tests/papers and even ended up with the 2nd-highest grade in one of my classes (The chick who beat me is a brown-nosing bitch... Not that I'm bitter...)
Spring Break is here! And it couldn't have come at a better time! I need the break! Jockguy and I will be taking a roadie down to Cali to see Sarah. I'm so excited slash nervous! I know it will be fun and everything but introducing my bf to my ex-gf seems a little odd lol. But they both assure me it's going to be fine. They have been talking to each other on the phone and have bonded by telling stories about me putting my foot in my mouth... I'm sure I'll have plenty of stories to tell when I get back :)
Spring Break is here! And it couldn't have come at a better time! I need the break! Jockguy and I will be taking a roadie down to Cali to see Sarah. I'm so excited slash nervous! I know it will be fun and everything but introducing my bf to my ex-gf seems a little odd lol. But they both assure me it's going to be fine. They have been talking to each other on the phone and have bonded by telling stories about me putting my foot in my mouth... I'm sure I'll have plenty of stories to tell when I get back :)
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Telling Jockguy about the Blog
I've been writing this blog since last July. In that time, I have never told Jockguy about it. And he has never acknowledged that he knows about it. When I first started, I told myself I had to tell him. He's a huge part of my life and it's not fair that he doesn't know I'm writing about him. But every time I decided to tell him, I'd chicken out and decide to wait a little while longer.
Well, last weekend, I decided to nut up and tell him. I waited until after we fucked and were in bed about to sleep.
"I have to tell you something that isn't too serious but still kinda important."
"Uhh, ok. Is everything ok?" Jockguy said, propping himself on an elbow and looking down at me.
"Yeah, everything's fine... Ummm, you know how I like to write, right?"
"Yeah." Jockguy looked puzzled.
"Well, I've been writing a blog..." I hesitated. "... about my sex life."
Jockguy gave me a confused look. I think he was trying to figure out if I was joking or not.
"Seriously?" he asked.
"Yeah." I sat up and put my knees up. I lowered my head, ashamed. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."
"Ok... You hide your identity, right? You don't use your real name. Or my name."
"No, not at all. I gave us fake names and don't write about things that will ID us. I'm careful about that. I don't want people to know it's me."
"What's my name?" he asked with a smirk.
"What?"
"My fake name. You said you gave us fake names. What's mine?"
I went from ashamed to embarrassed.
"Come on, who cares... Are you ok with it?"
"I don't know. Tell me my name first." Jockguy started poking me.
"Come on. Stop! God, you're a child."
"Coming from you, that carries no weight. Tell me!"
"Ok... I call you 'Jockguy'. Happy?"
"'Jockguy'? What the fuck kind of name is 'Jockguy'?"
"I don't know. I just called you that and it stuck. Can we be serious for a second."
"No. What's your 'name'?" Jockguy said, air-quoting "name".
"I'm going to sleep." I laid down, my back to Jockguy and pulled the covers over myself.
"Is it 'Muscleguy'? Or 'Meathead'?" Jockguy asked in a very mocking tone.
"God I hate you. Go to sleep."
"IOr is it like an Indian name? 'Fartsinhissleep'?" Jockguy burst into laughter.
"I fucking hate you right now," I said with an angry laugh. "You ruined the moment. I was trying to tell you something personal and you fucked it up."
Jockguy was unfazed by my mostly fake disappointment.
"I know what it is! Since I'm 'Jockguy' you must be 'Jockgirl'!"
This time I started laughing. I was sooo pissed at him but it was funny. He always makes me laugh, even when I'm pissed. I hate it!
Jockguy got out of bed and grabbed his laptop off his desk. He crawled back in bed and logged on.
"What's it called?" he asked.
"You aren't gonna look at it now are you?"
"Uhh, yeah."
"I don't want you to read it while I'm here."
"Why?"
"I don't know. It's embarrassing."
"Then why do you write it?"
"No, you reading it is embarrassing."
"Babe, it's fine. I want to read it." Jockguy said with a smile. How can I say no to that smile?!
"And you won't get upset or mad?"
"Why? Did you write something that will make me upset or mad?"
"Well, no but... I don't know. I'm just not sure what your reaction is gonna be."
"You on your period this week?!"
"Fuck you," I laughed, grabbing the laptop. I google-searched the blog and had it opened to my first post in seconds. "Here it is. But be fore you read it, you have to do something for me."
"What?"
I leaned over and gave Jockguy a deep kiss.
"That," I said pulling away.
Jockguy took the laptop and began reading. Within seconds he began laughing.
"'CollegeCumslut'?"
"Shut up and read!" I shouted over my shoulder as I laid nervously.
Jockguy began reading. And reading. And reading. At some point I dozed off. I woke up who knows how long later and Jockguy was still reading.
"You still reading?" I asked in a groggy and scratchy voice.
"Just a sec."
I waited for about 5 minutes until Jockguy was done with his current entry. He closed the laptop and set it aside. He crawled under the covers. I laid my head on his chest as he wrapped an arm around me. I waited for him to say something.
"So, what did you think?" I asked, unable to take the silence.
"I like it," he answered, giving me a squeeze with his arm.
"Really?"
"Yeah. It's hot. The stories are hot. Every story was like being back in the moment it actually happened. I think you should change your major to Writing."
"Thanks. That means so much coming from you. I was scared to tell you about it."
"Why? You know you can do no wrong with me."
"Can I get that in writing?"
"I like it but you HAVE to change my name. Give me a real name. And give yourself a real name too."
"I was actually thinking about giving myself one. I hate writing 'C.C.' instead of a real name. I think it sounds dumb. But I like 'Jockguy'."
"I could be 'Bernard' and you could be 'Willard'," Jockguy deadpanned.
"Oh God. 'Bernard pounded my ass and said "Take it Willard!"'. That's not going to give anyone a boner!"
"Good point."
Jockguy and I continued talking about names for about 15 min. Some were serious but most were dumb. At one point, I suggested "Holden McGroin" for him.
When we had exhausted our brains of funny names, we cuddled up and went to sleep. The next day, Jockguy finished all the posts. He reiterated how much he liked them by giving me a HARD pounding that night.
After he came, he looked at me and said, "That was definitely blog-worthy." :)
Well, last weekend, I decided to nut up and tell him. I waited until after we fucked and were in bed about to sleep.
"I have to tell you something that isn't too serious but still kinda important."
"Uhh, ok. Is everything ok?" Jockguy said, propping himself on an elbow and looking down at me.
"Yeah, everything's fine... Ummm, you know how I like to write, right?"
"Yeah." Jockguy looked puzzled.
"Well, I've been writing a blog..." I hesitated. "... about my sex life."
Jockguy gave me a confused look. I think he was trying to figure out if I was joking or not.
"Seriously?" he asked.
"Yeah." I sat up and put my knees up. I lowered my head, ashamed. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."
"Ok... You hide your identity, right? You don't use your real name. Or my name."
"No, not at all. I gave us fake names and don't write about things that will ID us. I'm careful about that. I don't want people to know it's me."
"What's my name?" he asked with a smirk.
"What?"
"My fake name. You said you gave us fake names. What's mine?"
I went from ashamed to embarrassed.
"Come on, who cares... Are you ok with it?"
"I don't know. Tell me my name first." Jockguy started poking me.
"Come on. Stop! God, you're a child."
"Coming from you, that carries no weight. Tell me!"
"Ok... I call you 'Jockguy'. Happy?"
"'Jockguy'? What the fuck kind of name is 'Jockguy'?"
"I don't know. I just called you that and it stuck. Can we be serious for a second."
"No. What's your 'name'?" Jockguy said, air-quoting "name".
"I'm going to sleep." I laid down, my back to Jockguy and pulled the covers over myself.
"Is it 'Muscleguy'? Or 'Meathead'?" Jockguy asked in a very mocking tone.
"God I hate you. Go to sleep."
"IOr is it like an Indian name? 'Fartsinhissleep'?" Jockguy burst into laughter.
"I fucking hate you right now," I said with an angry laugh. "You ruined the moment. I was trying to tell you something personal and you fucked it up."
Jockguy was unfazed by my mostly fake disappointment.
"I know what it is! Since I'm 'Jockguy' you must be 'Jockgirl'!"
This time I started laughing. I was sooo pissed at him but it was funny. He always makes me laugh, even when I'm pissed. I hate it!
Jockguy got out of bed and grabbed his laptop off his desk. He crawled back in bed and logged on.
"What's it called?" he asked.
"You aren't gonna look at it now are you?"
"Uhh, yeah."
"I don't want you to read it while I'm here."
"Why?"
"I don't know. It's embarrassing."
"Then why do you write it?"
"No, you reading it is embarrassing."
"Babe, it's fine. I want to read it." Jockguy said with a smile. How can I say no to that smile?!
"And you won't get upset or mad?"
"Why? Did you write something that will make me upset or mad?"
"Well, no but... I don't know. I'm just not sure what your reaction is gonna be."
"You on your period this week?!"
"Fuck you," I laughed, grabbing the laptop. I google-searched the blog and had it opened to my first post in seconds. "Here it is. But be fore you read it, you have to do something for me."
"What?"
I leaned over and gave Jockguy a deep kiss.
"That," I said pulling away.
Jockguy took the laptop and began reading. Within seconds he began laughing.
"'CollegeCumslut'?"
"Shut up and read!" I shouted over my shoulder as I laid nervously.
Jockguy began reading. And reading. And reading. At some point I dozed off. I woke up who knows how long later and Jockguy was still reading.
"You still reading?" I asked in a groggy and scratchy voice.
"Just a sec."
I waited for about 5 minutes until Jockguy was done with his current entry. He closed the laptop and set it aside. He crawled under the covers. I laid my head on his chest as he wrapped an arm around me. I waited for him to say something.
"So, what did you think?" I asked, unable to take the silence.
"I like it," he answered, giving me a squeeze with his arm.
"Really?"
"Yeah. It's hot. The stories are hot. Every story was like being back in the moment it actually happened. I think you should change your major to Writing."
"Thanks. That means so much coming from you. I was scared to tell you about it."
"Why? You know you can do no wrong with me."
"Can I get that in writing?"
"I like it but you HAVE to change my name. Give me a real name. And give yourself a real name too."
"I was actually thinking about giving myself one. I hate writing 'C.C.' instead of a real name. I think it sounds dumb. But I like 'Jockguy'."
"I could be 'Bernard' and you could be 'Willard'," Jockguy deadpanned.
"Oh God. 'Bernard pounded my ass and said "Take it Willard!"'. That's not going to give anyone a boner!"
"Good point."
Jockguy and I continued talking about names for about 15 min. Some were serious but most were dumb. At one point, I suggested "Holden McGroin" for him.
When we had exhausted our brains of funny names, we cuddled up and went to sleep. The next day, Jockguy finished all the posts. He reiterated how much he liked them by giving me a HARD pounding that night.
After he came, he looked at me and said, "That was definitely blog-worthy." :)
Friday, March 4, 2011
Back-up Blog is Running!
I set up a back-up blog in case Google decides to take down this one.
http://collegecumslut.wordpress.com/
I will update this "new" blog when I update here. I prefer the look and feel of this blog, so I'm going to keep this as the main blog until I have to change. Anyways, thanks for all the help and suggestions!
http://collegecumslut.wordpress.com/
I will update this "new" blog when I update here. I prefer the look and feel of this blog, so I'm going to keep this as the main blog until I have to change. Anyways, thanks for all the help and suggestions!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Very Important! Please Read!
I have gotten a couple emails and comments in the last week or so about Google deleting some gay sex blogs. So far, this hasn't happened here (knock on wood!). I need some help in case this does happen. I am not the most computer savvy guy and am not sure what my options are for continuing this blog elsewhere. Are there other free host sites I can run my blog through? If anyone has any information, I'd like to know. I have created a new email in case my gmail account gets deleted along with the blog. If anyone has any good info, please let me know! Write to this email:
collegecumslutofficial@yahoo.com
ALSO - if I do get deleted before letting you guys know about another location for the blog, feel free to email me at the new address above.
I really like having this blog. Writing and hearing feedback from you all has been almost therapeutic. I just wanted you to know I'll be around if Google decides the content of this blog is unfit for their company (dbags!).
Thanks for reading!
C.C.
collegecumslutofficial@yahoo.com
ALSO - if I do get deleted before letting you guys know about another location for the blog, feel free to email me at the new address above.
I really like having this blog. Writing and hearing feedback from you all has been almost therapeutic. I just wanted you to know I'll be around if Google decides the content of this blog is unfit for their company (dbags!).
Thanks for reading!
C.C.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Sloppy Seconds for Jockguy
On my walk home from Mike's place, I got a call from Jockguy.
"Where are you?" he asked.
"On my way back to my place."
"From where?"
"A friend's." That was our code word for hook up.
"Oh, really? Feel like making it two in one night?"
I laughed. "Do you think I'm a whore or something?"
"No, of course not. Whores get paid... You're just a slut," Jockguy deadpanned.
"Wow, that was a me comment."
"Annoying, isn't it?"
"Slightly." I paused. I really needed to get home and start my paper. But I was always in the mood to see Jockguy. Sex or not. "Ok," I caved. "I'm a couple blocks away. I'll be there in 5 minutes."
As I made my way towards Jockguy's apartment, I got hard. I always did when I was headed to his place. There have been so many great memories there :)
After a couple minutes, I arrived and knocked on Jockguy's door. I heard footsteps, then the deadbolt unlock. The door opened and there was Jockguy, shirtless, in jogging pants.
"Come on in, sexy," Jockguy said, pulling me into a kiss. We kissed in the doorway as Jockguy ran his hands up and down my body.
"This is the best greeting I've ever received," I said as we ended our kiss.
"I missed you!"
"I saw you what... 8 hours ago?"
"Doesn't mean I can't miss you, jackass." Jockguy smiled.
"Well, I missed you too," I said as we walked into the front room and sat on the couch. Jockguy laid on his back, laying his feet and calves on my lap. I started to rub his feet.
Jockguy grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels while I rubbed his feet.
After about 10 minutes and 6 times through the channels, Jockguy suggested a movie. Having blownoff my homework and paper for the night, I agreed.
"What do you wanna watch?" Jockguy asked, looking through his collection of dvds.
"I don't care," I replied honestly.
"You ALWAYS say that!"
"And I ALWAYS mean it!"
"Ok, but that means you can't bitch if you don't like it."
"Ok. Just don't pick something stupid then!"
"I hate you."
After about 5 minutes, Jockguy decided on "The Departed", which happens to be one of my favorite movies. Jockguy put it in the dvd player and resumed his position on the couch, this time his head in my lap.
Jockguy and I watch movies and tv the same way - silently. We don't talk. At all. We cuddle, hold hands, rub each other's feet, things like that but we never talk. I HATE when people talk during movies lol.
The movie ended and Jockguy turned the tv off. I was now the one getting my feet rubbed.
"Which 'friend' did you see?!"
"What?" I asked, caught off guard.
"Which 'friend' did you see earlier tonight." Jockguy gave me his trademark evil-smirk.
"What if I don't want to tell you?"
"Then I'll have to kick your ass." Jockguy stood up in front of me. "So, who was it?"
"Not telling!" I laughed.
Jockguy then did something unacceptable. He KNOWS I hate it. He KNOWS he's not supposed to do it... He reached down and started squeezing/tickling my knees.
I am EXTREMELY ticklish. And I hate it. I start to flail. My arms and legs go out in every direction. I fucking hate it!
"HEY! WHAT THE FUCK! STOP!" I screamed as I began to convulse and flail on the couch. Jockguy pounced on top of me and began tickling my sides.
"Better tell me! Who was it?!"
Jockguy had me pinned to the couch and all my flailing was ineffective.
"FINE! I'LL TELL YOU! STOOOOOOPPPPP!
Jockguy stopped the tickling but remained on top of me. I was huffing, trying to catch my breath.
"You are such... an asshole."
"You brought it upon yourself," Jockguy said with a smile.
"What's my number 1 rule?" I asked.
"No tickling. Under any circumstances," Jockguy replied, without hesitation.
"You just broke that rule."
"You aren't exactly in a position to lecture," Jockguy said as he grabbed my arms and pinned them to the couch.
He was right. If I didn't watch myself, he'd start again. I know when I'm beat.
"Ok, I'll tell you... Can I sit up?"
"No. I like this arrangement much better."
I couldn't help but smile as Jockguy sat on top of me, taking control of the night.
"I was at Mike's," I confessed.
"And?"
"He fucked me."
"Hard?"
"Yeah."
"He cum in you?"
"Yeah."
"Did you like it?"
"Yeah."
"You want me to fuck you?"
"Yeah."
"You want it hard?"
"Yeah."
"You want me to cum in you?"
"Yeah."
Jockguy released his grip on my arms and pushed himself up. He grabbed me and pulled me up off the couch. He started kissing and nibbling my neck. His 3-day stubble felt amazing on my skin. He kissed his way up my neck to my ear and began nibbling my earlobe, which drives me fucking WILD!
"I'm gonna make you forget every other guy you've ever been with," Jockguy whispered in my ear.
When he said that, I literally got weak in the knees. I felt myself melt. He could do to me whatever he wanted. I was all his. I knew it. He knew it. Hell, the coffee table knew it.
Jockguy grabbed me by the hand and marched me to his room. After closing and locking his door, he turned around and faced me. Leaning against his door, Jockguy stared at me. We made eye contact and kept it. It was almost as if we were eye-fucking.
After a minute or two, I needed real fucking. I undid my belt and jeans and let them slide to my ankles. My cock was rock hard and tented my boxer briefs. I had a huge wetspot in front from my pre-cum leaking cock. Jockguy responded by silently walking over to me. He reached down and cupped my hard dick and balls. He released them and used his hands to pull my shirt off.
Our bare chests and abs met as Jockguy pulled me closer. Our foreheads and noses touched. I could feel his warm breath on my lips. Our hands explored each other's arms, backs, sides, and asses.
Jockguys hands made their way into the waistband of my underwear. He slowly pushed them down and they fell to my feet. Jockguy reached his hands behind me and took grabbed my ass, one cheek in each hand. He pressed his lips to mine, opening them to allow our tongues to meet. As our kiss intensified, Jockguy's grip on my ass increased. He was now squeezing and pulling my ass apart.
Suddenly, without a word or warning, Jockguy's hands released my ass. He pulled away from our kiss and pushed me onto his bed. Before I knew it, Jockguy had his jogging pants off and was crawling on the bed naked.
We met and continued to makeout, our naked bodies rubbing against one another. Jockguy's hard dick pressed hotly against my stomach as he ground on top of me. He grabbed my wrists and pinned my hands above my head.
Jockguy pulled away from lips and move to my neck. He kissed and bit. He rubbed his stubble around, giving me an unbelievable sensation. His kissing and nibbling headed south from there. Along my pecs and nipples. Down my abs and treasure trail. Soon, he was kissing and licking around the base of my cock.
With his left hand, Jockguy grabbed my leaking dick and brought it to his mouth. He licked and sucked the stream of pre-cum flowing from the head. As he did that, his right index finger made it's way to my sloppy hole. Jockguy began sucking my cock and fingering my hole.
He took my cock all the way in his mouth and began flexing his neck muscles and humming. At the same time, he added his middle finger to my ass, as he fastly finger fucked me. I threw my head back and began moaning. I grabbed his silky hair and made his head bob up and down on my cock.
After a very short time, I was ready to shoot.
"You have to stop! I'm gonna cum!" I yelled, looking down at Jockguy.
But he didn't stop. He looked up at me and inserted a 3rd finger. He started finger fucking me even faster. I felt my nuts tighten. My cock began to tingle. My ass started clenching.
And just at that moment, Jockguy stopped. He pulled his fingers out and spit out my cock. That FUCKER!
Jockguy grabbed my legs and flung them over his shoulder. He leaned over and spit on his dick. After lining his cock up with my hole, he plunged it in. Having been both fucked and finger fucked in the last 4 hours, my hole was ready for it. It accepted his cock with little restraint.
As Jockguy filled me up in one swift motion, I instinctively grabbed my cock.
"No, no, no," Jockguy said, grabbing both my wrists and wrapping them in a tight grip. "You don't get off until I say so."
With that, Jockguy began to fuck me. He started slow, steady, and deep. He would pull almost all the way out and push all the way back in. He put his arms behind my legs and leanded forward, lifting my ass so he could get as deep as possible. Every now and then he would lean down and we would kiss. I was in heaven.
After his slow and steady fucking for who knows how long, Jockguy changed positions. Without pulling out, Jockguy put me on my side and spooned me. His sweaty chest and stomach stuck to my back, creating an intense heat. I turned my head so I could see Jockguy. He looked at me and smiled.
Jockguy slowly began fucking me again. I arched my back so I could get him as deep inside of me as possible. He perched himself up on his bedside elbow and began kissing my neck and shoulder. At the same time, he started to pick up speed in his fucking. He started slamming into my ass, sending shock waves throughout my body. He grabbed my waist with his free hand and began pulling my body towards him with every thrust.
I began moaning almost uncontrollably. Every thrust elicited another sound from deep inside of me. Jockguy's pounding got so hard, I felt like I was going to blackout. I literally got light headed. Everytime I thought that was as hard as he could fuck me, he kicked it up a notch. This was one of my top 3 hardest fucks. And it felt fucking AMAZING!
To be honest, I don't know how long he fucked me like this. It seemed like forever. I lost track of time. I lost track of everything except the feeling of Jockguy inside me.
Eventually, Jockguy released my waist and grabbed my cock. And within 3 jerks, I exploded. I shot a HUGE load. And I felt like I was high. I laid my head on the bed as the sensation of getting fucked and getting off became one.
The site of me cumming and my ass clenching must have set Jockguy off. After a couple more forceful thrusts into my used hole, he unloaded a massive load. I could feel his cock pulse in my ass as he seeded me. Jockguy let out an inaudible moan as he filled my chute with his hot seed.
Jockguy stayed buried deep inside of me. He grabbed me around the stomach and pulled me into a big hug. I turned my head towards him and we kissed.
I couldn't say anything. No words could have properly described what I was feeling. I let my body do the talking. I voiced my appreciation through the deepest kiss we have ever shared.
After our post-sex kiss, Jockguy wrapped his muscled arm around me and pulled me in as close as possible. Our hands and fingers intertwined as we laid in our sex induced ecstasy.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, Jockguy whispered in my ear.
"I love you."
"Where are you?" he asked.
"On my way back to my place."
"From where?"
"A friend's." That was our code word for hook up.
"Oh, really? Feel like making it two in one night?"
I laughed. "Do you think I'm a whore or something?"
"No, of course not. Whores get paid... You're just a slut," Jockguy deadpanned.
"Wow, that was a me comment."
"Annoying, isn't it?"
"Slightly." I paused. I really needed to get home and start my paper. But I was always in the mood to see Jockguy. Sex or not. "Ok," I caved. "I'm a couple blocks away. I'll be there in 5 minutes."
As I made my way towards Jockguy's apartment, I got hard. I always did when I was headed to his place. There have been so many great memories there :)
After a couple minutes, I arrived and knocked on Jockguy's door. I heard footsteps, then the deadbolt unlock. The door opened and there was Jockguy, shirtless, in jogging pants.
"Come on in, sexy," Jockguy said, pulling me into a kiss. We kissed in the doorway as Jockguy ran his hands up and down my body.
"This is the best greeting I've ever received," I said as we ended our kiss.
"I missed you!"
"I saw you what... 8 hours ago?"
"Doesn't mean I can't miss you, jackass." Jockguy smiled.
"Well, I missed you too," I said as we walked into the front room and sat on the couch. Jockguy laid on his back, laying his feet and calves on my lap. I started to rub his feet.
Jockguy grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels while I rubbed his feet.
After about 10 minutes and 6 times through the channels, Jockguy suggested a movie. Having blownoff my homework and paper for the night, I agreed.
"What do you wanna watch?" Jockguy asked, looking through his collection of dvds.
"I don't care," I replied honestly.
"You ALWAYS say that!"
"And I ALWAYS mean it!"
"Ok, but that means you can't bitch if you don't like it."
"Ok. Just don't pick something stupid then!"
"I hate you."
After about 5 minutes, Jockguy decided on "The Departed", which happens to be one of my favorite movies. Jockguy put it in the dvd player and resumed his position on the couch, this time his head in my lap.
Jockguy and I watch movies and tv the same way - silently. We don't talk. At all. We cuddle, hold hands, rub each other's feet, things like that but we never talk. I HATE when people talk during movies lol.
The movie ended and Jockguy turned the tv off. I was now the one getting my feet rubbed.
"Which 'friend' did you see?!"
"What?" I asked, caught off guard.
"Which 'friend' did you see earlier tonight." Jockguy gave me his trademark evil-smirk.
"What if I don't want to tell you?"
"Then I'll have to kick your ass." Jockguy stood up in front of me. "So, who was it?"
"Not telling!" I laughed.
Jockguy then did something unacceptable. He KNOWS I hate it. He KNOWS he's not supposed to do it... He reached down and started squeezing/tickling my knees.
I am EXTREMELY ticklish. And I hate it. I start to flail. My arms and legs go out in every direction. I fucking hate it!
"HEY! WHAT THE FUCK! STOP!" I screamed as I began to convulse and flail on the couch. Jockguy pounced on top of me and began tickling my sides.
"Better tell me! Who was it?!"
Jockguy had me pinned to the couch and all my flailing was ineffective.
"FINE! I'LL TELL YOU! STOOOOOOPPPPP!
Jockguy stopped the tickling but remained on top of me. I was huffing, trying to catch my breath.
"You are such... an asshole."
"You brought it upon yourself," Jockguy said with a smile.
"What's my number 1 rule?" I asked.
"No tickling. Under any circumstances," Jockguy replied, without hesitation.
"You just broke that rule."
"You aren't exactly in a position to lecture," Jockguy said as he grabbed my arms and pinned them to the couch.
He was right. If I didn't watch myself, he'd start again. I know when I'm beat.
"Ok, I'll tell you... Can I sit up?"
"No. I like this arrangement much better."
I couldn't help but smile as Jockguy sat on top of me, taking control of the night.
"I was at Mike's," I confessed.
"And?"
"He fucked me."
"Hard?"
"Yeah."
"He cum in you?"
"Yeah."
"Did you like it?"
"Yeah."
"You want me to fuck you?"
"Yeah."
"You want it hard?"
"Yeah."
"You want me to cum in you?"
"Yeah."
Jockguy released his grip on my arms and pushed himself up. He grabbed me and pulled me up off the couch. He started kissing and nibbling my neck. His 3-day stubble felt amazing on my skin. He kissed his way up my neck to my ear and began nibbling my earlobe, which drives me fucking WILD!
"I'm gonna make you forget every other guy you've ever been with," Jockguy whispered in my ear.
When he said that, I literally got weak in the knees. I felt myself melt. He could do to me whatever he wanted. I was all his. I knew it. He knew it. Hell, the coffee table knew it.
Jockguy grabbed me by the hand and marched me to his room. After closing and locking his door, he turned around and faced me. Leaning against his door, Jockguy stared at me. We made eye contact and kept it. It was almost as if we were eye-fucking.
After a minute or two, I needed real fucking. I undid my belt and jeans and let them slide to my ankles. My cock was rock hard and tented my boxer briefs. I had a huge wetspot in front from my pre-cum leaking cock. Jockguy responded by silently walking over to me. He reached down and cupped my hard dick and balls. He released them and used his hands to pull my shirt off.
Our bare chests and abs met as Jockguy pulled me closer. Our foreheads and noses touched. I could feel his warm breath on my lips. Our hands explored each other's arms, backs, sides, and asses.
Jockguys hands made their way into the waistband of my underwear. He slowly pushed them down and they fell to my feet. Jockguy reached his hands behind me and took grabbed my ass, one cheek in each hand. He pressed his lips to mine, opening them to allow our tongues to meet. As our kiss intensified, Jockguy's grip on my ass increased. He was now squeezing and pulling my ass apart.
Suddenly, without a word or warning, Jockguy's hands released my ass. He pulled away from our kiss and pushed me onto his bed. Before I knew it, Jockguy had his jogging pants off and was crawling on the bed naked.
We met and continued to makeout, our naked bodies rubbing against one another. Jockguy's hard dick pressed hotly against my stomach as he ground on top of me. He grabbed my wrists and pinned my hands above my head.
Jockguy pulled away from lips and move to my neck. He kissed and bit. He rubbed his stubble around, giving me an unbelievable sensation. His kissing and nibbling headed south from there. Along my pecs and nipples. Down my abs and treasure trail. Soon, he was kissing and licking around the base of my cock.
With his left hand, Jockguy grabbed my leaking dick and brought it to his mouth. He licked and sucked the stream of pre-cum flowing from the head. As he did that, his right index finger made it's way to my sloppy hole. Jockguy began sucking my cock and fingering my hole.
He took my cock all the way in his mouth and began flexing his neck muscles and humming. At the same time, he added his middle finger to my ass, as he fastly finger fucked me. I threw my head back and began moaning. I grabbed his silky hair and made his head bob up and down on my cock.
After a very short time, I was ready to shoot.
"You have to stop! I'm gonna cum!" I yelled, looking down at Jockguy.
But he didn't stop. He looked up at me and inserted a 3rd finger. He started finger fucking me even faster. I felt my nuts tighten. My cock began to tingle. My ass started clenching.
And just at that moment, Jockguy stopped. He pulled his fingers out and spit out my cock. That FUCKER!
Jockguy grabbed my legs and flung them over his shoulder. He leaned over and spit on his dick. After lining his cock up with my hole, he plunged it in. Having been both fucked and finger fucked in the last 4 hours, my hole was ready for it. It accepted his cock with little restraint.
As Jockguy filled me up in one swift motion, I instinctively grabbed my cock.
"No, no, no," Jockguy said, grabbing both my wrists and wrapping them in a tight grip. "You don't get off until I say so."
With that, Jockguy began to fuck me. He started slow, steady, and deep. He would pull almost all the way out and push all the way back in. He put his arms behind my legs and leanded forward, lifting my ass so he could get as deep as possible. Every now and then he would lean down and we would kiss. I was in heaven.
After his slow and steady fucking for who knows how long, Jockguy changed positions. Without pulling out, Jockguy put me on my side and spooned me. His sweaty chest and stomach stuck to my back, creating an intense heat. I turned my head so I could see Jockguy. He looked at me and smiled.
Jockguy slowly began fucking me again. I arched my back so I could get him as deep inside of me as possible. He perched himself up on his bedside elbow and began kissing my neck and shoulder. At the same time, he started to pick up speed in his fucking. He started slamming into my ass, sending shock waves throughout my body. He grabbed my waist with his free hand and began pulling my body towards him with every thrust.
I began moaning almost uncontrollably. Every thrust elicited another sound from deep inside of me. Jockguy's pounding got so hard, I felt like I was going to blackout. I literally got light headed. Everytime I thought that was as hard as he could fuck me, he kicked it up a notch. This was one of my top 3 hardest fucks. And it felt fucking AMAZING!
To be honest, I don't know how long he fucked me like this. It seemed like forever. I lost track of time. I lost track of everything except the feeling of Jockguy inside me.
Eventually, Jockguy released my waist and grabbed my cock. And within 3 jerks, I exploded. I shot a HUGE load. And I felt like I was high. I laid my head on the bed as the sensation of getting fucked and getting off became one.
The site of me cumming and my ass clenching must have set Jockguy off. After a couple more forceful thrusts into my used hole, he unloaded a massive load. I could feel his cock pulse in my ass as he seeded me. Jockguy let out an inaudible moan as he filled my chute with his hot seed.
Jockguy stayed buried deep inside of me. He grabbed me around the stomach and pulled me into a big hug. I turned my head towards him and we kissed.
I couldn't say anything. No words could have properly described what I was feeling. I let my body do the talking. I voiced my appreciation through the deepest kiss we have ever shared.
After our post-sex kiss, Jockguy wrapped his muscled arm around me and pulled me in as close as possible. Our hands and fingers intertwined as we laid in our sex induced ecstasy.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, Jockguy whispered in my ear.
"I love you."
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
The Return of Mike
First off, I'd like to thanks everyone for the comments and emails about the Straight Past posts. I was nervous about writing them as I wasn't sure if they'd be well received but I've only gotten positive feedback! And to update you on Sarah, she and I talk/text 3 or 4 times a week. We hung out almost everyday during Winter break. And I have tentative plans to take Jockguy down to Cali to meet her during Spring Break!
Back to this post. This is the return of Mike, the hot guy I met in class last summer. If you need a refresher, click here.
In the week after our initial hook up, Mike and I hooked up a couple more times. But after our class was over, he left Eugene and went back home for the rest of the summer. When school started back up, he called me. We met up twice but had pretty full, and different, schedules.
This term is different. As I have mentioned, last term was horrible for me. It was the first time I have hated school here. This term has been the opposite. My professors are great and my workload is tough but manageable. I also scaled back my hours at work, so I have much more free time on my hands.
Despite this, I didn't hear from Mike until last week, a month into the quarter. It was a Tuesday night and I was watching basketball. My phone rang and I answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey C.C.! It's Mike."
"Hey man. How are you?"
"Good, good, thanks. How are you?"
I responded and Mike and I got caught up on each others lives.
"So, I was wondering if you wanted to get together sometime?" Mike asked.
"Yeah, of course. When?"
"You free now?"
Even though I was watching basketball, I wasn't really free. I had a paper and other homework waiting on me. But I really wanted to see him.
"Uhhh... yeah, I'm free I guess." Cock always beat out responsibility :)
"Cool. You hungry?"
"Ummm, sure. Yeah."
"Cool. You ready now? I can pick you up."
"Let me hop in the shower. You wanna be here in 15?"
"Yeah, sounds good."
We hung up and I hopped into action. I ran into my room, stripped, grabbed clean clothes, and headed to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and got dressed quickly. I put on a pair of black jeans and a semi-casual red, long sleeved shirt. I hadn't shaved in a couple days and had a healthy amount of stubble. Just as I was finishing with my hair, I heard a knock on the door. I grabbed a jacket and opened the door.
"Hey," I said. Mike was as hot as ever. He had on a pair of faded jeans, a white sweater, and a black jacket.
"Hey," Mike said, looking me over. "I forgot how hot you were!"
I laughed. "I was just thinking the same about you."
I closed my door and we headed towards the car. We got caught up with each other a little more as we made our way to the restaurant. We parked and made our way to the restaurant.
"So, I wasn't expecting dinner when you called," I said as we glanced over the menu.
"Oh yeah? What were you expecting?!" Mike smirked.
"The usual "You wanna fuck?" 2 minute conversation."
"Well, I still intend on asking that question but I need to load up on some carbs so I have the energy when you say yes."
"What makes you think I'm gonna say yes?!"
"I'm buying dinner. Plus, you asked me to your apartment after knowing me for 3 hours." Mike gave me a cocky smile.
"You saying I'm loose?"
"No, I'm just saying you can't resist me and my charm!"
"It's not your charm I can't resist, it's your uncut cock!"
"That too," Mike laughed.
We continued our back and forth until the waiter came and took our orders. Talk turned more tame as we ate our dinner. It was nice actually being out with a guy instead of just hopping in bed. Jockguy is basically the only guy I go out with. All my other hook ups usually start and end in the bedroom.
"That was one of the best steaks I've had in a while," Mike said, pushing his empty plate away.
"Yeah, mine was good too." I grabbed my beer and finished it off. "I'm definitely gonna have to put out after that."
"Was there ever a chance you wouldn't put out?"
"No, not really." I smiled
"I knew it."
"This sets the bar high for you, you know. From now on you are gonna have to buy me dinner before we fuck."
"Every time?"
"Yup."
"Oh well. Your ass is worth it," Mike said, grabbing the check. "Let's get outta here."
I didn't have to be told twice. I grabbed my jacket and headed to the car. Mike paid the bill and we were soon on our way back to his place. As we pulled out of the restaurant parking lot, I reached over and began rubbing Mike's crotch. He started laughing. Within seconds, his cock was pressing firmly against his jeans.
We soon pulled into his driveway and headed into his house. He shares a 3 bedroom house with a guy and girl, who happened to be gone. Once inside the house, I pounced. I grabbed Mike and pulled him into a long, deep kiss.
"I've been waiting to do that all night," I said, coming up for air.
"You shouldn't have waited for so long."
"I didn't want to scare off the old couple at the table next to us."
Mike grabbed me and led me to his room. He closed his door and took off his jacket and shirt, throwing them to the floor. His hairy chest and treasure trail drove me crazy. I ripped my shirt and jeans off. Mike and I came together and started to make out, very slowly and softly. I let my hands explore his chest, abs, and back. His hands grabbed at my cock and ass. I found his belt with my hands and unbuckled it. I dropped to my knees and unbuttoned Mike's jeans, pulling them down to his ankles. Much to my surprise, and delight, Mike's hard, uncut dick popped out.
"Free ballin', huh?" I said, taking his cock into my hands.
"Yup. It's more time efficient," Mike said, looking down and smiling.
I took Mike's cock in my mouth. His soft foreskin felt amazing on my tongue. I have to admit, I have a thing for uncut guys. They feel so soft and smooth in my mouth :)
Mike began bucking his hips and face fucking me. Both hands free, I reached down and undid my jeans, freeing my rock hard cock. Mike continued feeding me his cock.
After a couple minutes, Mike pulled out.
"Get on the bed, sexy," ordered Mike.
I kicked off my jeans and underwear and hopped on the bed, on my back. My crawled onto the bed and on top of me. Our hard cocks met as Mike laid on me.
"You still seeing that guy," Mike asked.
"Uhhh... Yeah, kinda," I said, thrown off. "Why?"
"No reason. I was just thinking I could get used to seeing you naked in my bed." Mike smiled ear to ear.
I laughed and felt myself blush.
"Are you blushing?!?"
"Uhhh, yeah, I guess."
"I forgot how shy and awkward you can be."
"Nothing gets me more in the mood than being called awkward," I laughed.
"You know what I mean."
"I do. Now, are you gonna fuck me or tell me how cute I am?!?"
"I never said you were cute."
"It was implied."
With that, Mike pushed himself up and grabbed my legs. He pulled them up and over his shoulders, exposing my waiting hole. Mike leaned forward and spit on my hole, lubing it up. That ALWAYS gets me hot!
Mike lined his cock up and slowly pushed forward. After a couple of seconds, I felt him pop in. Mike grabbed my leaking cock and began to slowly stroke it. He pushed his cock deeper and deeper until he had finally bottomed out. He stayed all the way and continued stroking me.
"You ready?" Mike asked, after about 30 seconds.
"Make me moan."
Mike smiled then proceeded to do just that. Pulling nearly all the way out, he slammed back into me, making me moan as he hit my prostrate. He again pulled almost all the way out and slammed all the way back in. I put both arms above my head and pushed against the wall, ensuring he'd get as deep in me as he could. Mike pounded away as I laid on my back, enjoying every inch. We continued in this position for about 5 minutes.
"Turn over," Mike said, slapping me on the ass.
I did as I was told. I flipped onto my stomach and pushed my ass in the air. I felt Mike's cock push against my hole and slide in. He immediately began pounding me. I began to get in my "Sex Zone", as I like to call it. Everything else in the world stopped and I only thought, felt, dreamed about the fuck I was receiving.
I felt Mike's hand grab my hair. He pushed my head down into the bed. I love when guys do that! I began moaning louder and pushing my ass even higher in the air. Mike noticed and gave me a firm smack on the ass.
"You like that?!"
"Yeah, slap my ass!"
Mike obliged and slapped my ass even harder. The stinging only spurred me on. I was moaning very loudly. Mike continued slapping my ass as he pounded it.
After about 10 minutes of ass slapping and pounding, I was ready to burst. I had yet to touch my cock but I couldn't take it. I pushed myself up on all fours.
"I'm almost there," I announced.
Mike reached around my side and grabbed my cock in his hand. He began stroking as fucked me.
"Oh my God! Oh fuck!," I yelled.
I felt my balls getting ready to empty. Mike continued stroking and pounding. After a couple more seconds, I was ready to explode.
"Fuck! Oh fuck! Fuck! Ahhhhhhh!"
Mike stroked me as I blew a HUGE load onto the bed. Line after line of cum painted the sheets below. Mike continued stroking, milking every last drop.
I was on a high and almost collapsed on the bed. Getting a jacked off by someone else while getting fucked was SO much better than stroking myself off.
I was pulled back into reality when Mike started pounding me again. I immediately forgot about myself and began to try and get Mike off. I pushed back with his every thrust. I clenched my ass around his hot cock. After a couple minutes, Mike was ready to seed me.
"I'm there!... Ohhhh FUCK!!!"
Mike grabbed my shoulders and slammed into me one last time. His cock exploded deep inside me, covering my insides with his spunk. His cock pulsated in my hole as he emptied his nuts.
Mike stayed inside me for a while, not saying a word. Finally, he pulled out, leaving my hole used and sloppy. I laid on my stomach, savoring the moment, and Mike laid on his back next to me. After a couple silent minutes, Mike rolled over towards me, throwing his arm around me. I leaned toward him and we spooned.
"That was fucking amazing," Mike said softly into my ear.
I turned around so we were stomach to stomach, face to face.
"Yes it was," I agreed.
I reached forward and met his lips with mine. Laying together naked, we made out until we both dozed off.
I woke up about an hour later. Mike was still asleep. I wanted to stay but had too much homework. I quietly got up and got dressed. Before I left, I woke Mike up and told him to call me anytime he wanted. He gave me a kiss and promised he would.
On my walk home, I got a call from Jockguy.
"Where are you?" he asked.
"On my way back to my place."
"From where?"
"A friend's." That was our code word for hook up
"Oh, really? Feel like making it two in one night?"
I laughed. "Do you think I'm a whore or something?"
"No, of course not. Whores get paid... You're just a slut," Jockguy deadpanned.
"Wow, that was a me comment."
"Annoying, isn't it?"
"Slightly." I paused. I really needed to get home and start my paper. But I was always in the mood to see Jockguy. Sex or not. "Ok," I caved. "I'm a couple blocks away. I'll be there in 5 minutes."
I never got the paper started that night. In fact, I never made it home that night. Jockguy and I ended up cuddling on his couch and watching a movie, then went to bed.
That encounter is on it's way... ;)
Back to this post. This is the return of Mike, the hot guy I met in class last summer. If you need a refresher, click here.
In the week after our initial hook up, Mike and I hooked up a couple more times. But after our class was over, he left Eugene and went back home for the rest of the summer. When school started back up, he called me. We met up twice but had pretty full, and different, schedules.
This term is different. As I have mentioned, last term was horrible for me. It was the first time I have hated school here. This term has been the opposite. My professors are great and my workload is tough but manageable. I also scaled back my hours at work, so I have much more free time on my hands.
Despite this, I didn't hear from Mike until last week, a month into the quarter. It was a Tuesday night and I was watching basketball. My phone rang and I answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey C.C.! It's Mike."
"Hey man. How are you?"
"Good, good, thanks. How are you?"
I responded and Mike and I got caught up on each others lives.
"So, I was wondering if you wanted to get together sometime?" Mike asked.
"Yeah, of course. When?"
"You free now?"
Even though I was watching basketball, I wasn't really free. I had a paper and other homework waiting on me. But I really wanted to see him.
"Uhhh... yeah, I'm free I guess." Cock always beat out responsibility :)
"Cool. You hungry?"
"Ummm, sure. Yeah."
"Cool. You ready now? I can pick you up."
"Let me hop in the shower. You wanna be here in 15?"
"Yeah, sounds good."
We hung up and I hopped into action. I ran into my room, stripped, grabbed clean clothes, and headed to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and got dressed quickly. I put on a pair of black jeans and a semi-casual red, long sleeved shirt. I hadn't shaved in a couple days and had a healthy amount of stubble. Just as I was finishing with my hair, I heard a knock on the door. I grabbed a jacket and opened the door.
"Hey," I said. Mike was as hot as ever. He had on a pair of faded jeans, a white sweater, and a black jacket.
"Hey," Mike said, looking me over. "I forgot how hot you were!"
I laughed. "I was just thinking the same about you."
I closed my door and we headed towards the car. We got caught up with each other a little more as we made our way to the restaurant. We parked and made our way to the restaurant.
"So, I wasn't expecting dinner when you called," I said as we glanced over the menu.
"Oh yeah? What were you expecting?!" Mike smirked.
"The usual "You wanna fuck?" 2 minute conversation."
"Well, I still intend on asking that question but I need to load up on some carbs so I have the energy when you say yes."
"What makes you think I'm gonna say yes?!"
"I'm buying dinner. Plus, you asked me to your apartment after knowing me for 3 hours." Mike gave me a cocky smile.
"You saying I'm loose?"
"No, I'm just saying you can't resist me and my charm!"
"It's not your charm I can't resist, it's your uncut cock!"
"That too," Mike laughed.
We continued our back and forth until the waiter came and took our orders. Talk turned more tame as we ate our dinner. It was nice actually being out with a guy instead of just hopping in bed. Jockguy is basically the only guy I go out with. All my other hook ups usually start and end in the bedroom.
"That was one of the best steaks I've had in a while," Mike said, pushing his empty plate away.
"Yeah, mine was good too." I grabbed my beer and finished it off. "I'm definitely gonna have to put out after that."
"Was there ever a chance you wouldn't put out?"
"No, not really." I smiled
"I knew it."
"This sets the bar high for you, you know. From now on you are gonna have to buy me dinner before we fuck."
"Every time?"
"Yup."
"Oh well. Your ass is worth it," Mike said, grabbing the check. "Let's get outta here."
I didn't have to be told twice. I grabbed my jacket and headed to the car. Mike paid the bill and we were soon on our way back to his place. As we pulled out of the restaurant parking lot, I reached over and began rubbing Mike's crotch. He started laughing. Within seconds, his cock was pressing firmly against his jeans.
We soon pulled into his driveway and headed into his house. He shares a 3 bedroom house with a guy and girl, who happened to be gone. Once inside the house, I pounced. I grabbed Mike and pulled him into a long, deep kiss.
"I've been waiting to do that all night," I said, coming up for air.
"You shouldn't have waited for so long."
"I didn't want to scare off the old couple at the table next to us."
Mike grabbed me and led me to his room. He closed his door and took off his jacket and shirt, throwing them to the floor. His hairy chest and treasure trail drove me crazy. I ripped my shirt and jeans off. Mike and I came together and started to make out, very slowly and softly. I let my hands explore his chest, abs, and back. His hands grabbed at my cock and ass. I found his belt with my hands and unbuckled it. I dropped to my knees and unbuttoned Mike's jeans, pulling them down to his ankles. Much to my surprise, and delight, Mike's hard, uncut dick popped out.
"Free ballin', huh?" I said, taking his cock into my hands.
"Yup. It's more time efficient," Mike said, looking down and smiling.
I took Mike's cock in my mouth. His soft foreskin felt amazing on my tongue. I have to admit, I have a thing for uncut guys. They feel so soft and smooth in my mouth :)
Mike began bucking his hips and face fucking me. Both hands free, I reached down and undid my jeans, freeing my rock hard cock. Mike continued feeding me his cock.
After a couple minutes, Mike pulled out.
"Get on the bed, sexy," ordered Mike.
I kicked off my jeans and underwear and hopped on the bed, on my back. My crawled onto the bed and on top of me. Our hard cocks met as Mike laid on me.
"You still seeing that guy," Mike asked.
"Uhhh... Yeah, kinda," I said, thrown off. "Why?"
"No reason. I was just thinking I could get used to seeing you naked in my bed." Mike smiled ear to ear.
I laughed and felt myself blush.
"Are you blushing?!?"
"Uhhh, yeah, I guess."
"I forgot how shy and awkward you can be."
"Nothing gets me more in the mood than being called awkward," I laughed.
"You know what I mean."
"I do. Now, are you gonna fuck me or tell me how cute I am?!?"
"I never said you were cute."
"It was implied."
With that, Mike pushed himself up and grabbed my legs. He pulled them up and over his shoulders, exposing my waiting hole. Mike leaned forward and spit on my hole, lubing it up. That ALWAYS gets me hot!
Mike lined his cock up and slowly pushed forward. After a couple of seconds, I felt him pop in. Mike grabbed my leaking cock and began to slowly stroke it. He pushed his cock deeper and deeper until he had finally bottomed out. He stayed all the way and continued stroking me.
"You ready?" Mike asked, after about 30 seconds.
"Make me moan."
Mike smiled then proceeded to do just that. Pulling nearly all the way out, he slammed back into me, making me moan as he hit my prostrate. He again pulled almost all the way out and slammed all the way back in. I put both arms above my head and pushed against the wall, ensuring he'd get as deep in me as he could. Mike pounded away as I laid on my back, enjoying every inch. We continued in this position for about 5 minutes.
"Turn over," Mike said, slapping me on the ass.
I did as I was told. I flipped onto my stomach and pushed my ass in the air. I felt Mike's cock push against my hole and slide in. He immediately began pounding me. I began to get in my "Sex Zone", as I like to call it. Everything else in the world stopped and I only thought, felt, dreamed about the fuck I was receiving.
I felt Mike's hand grab my hair. He pushed my head down into the bed. I love when guys do that! I began moaning louder and pushing my ass even higher in the air. Mike noticed and gave me a firm smack on the ass.
"You like that?!"
"Yeah, slap my ass!"
Mike obliged and slapped my ass even harder. The stinging only spurred me on. I was moaning very loudly. Mike continued slapping my ass as he pounded it.
After about 10 minutes of ass slapping and pounding, I was ready to burst. I had yet to touch my cock but I couldn't take it. I pushed myself up on all fours.
"I'm almost there," I announced.
Mike reached around my side and grabbed my cock in his hand. He began stroking as fucked me.
"Oh my God! Oh fuck!," I yelled.
I felt my balls getting ready to empty. Mike continued stroking and pounding. After a couple more seconds, I was ready to explode.
"Fuck! Oh fuck! Fuck! Ahhhhhhh!"
Mike stroked me as I blew a HUGE load onto the bed. Line after line of cum painted the sheets below. Mike continued stroking, milking every last drop.
I was on a high and almost collapsed on the bed. Getting a jacked off by someone else while getting fucked was SO much better than stroking myself off.
I was pulled back into reality when Mike started pounding me again. I immediately forgot about myself and began to try and get Mike off. I pushed back with his every thrust. I clenched my ass around his hot cock. After a couple minutes, Mike was ready to seed me.
"I'm there!... Ohhhh FUCK!!!"
Mike grabbed my shoulders and slammed into me one last time. His cock exploded deep inside me, covering my insides with his spunk. His cock pulsated in my hole as he emptied his nuts.
Mike stayed inside me for a while, not saying a word. Finally, he pulled out, leaving my hole used and sloppy. I laid on my stomach, savoring the moment, and Mike laid on his back next to me. After a couple silent minutes, Mike rolled over towards me, throwing his arm around me. I leaned toward him and we spooned.
"That was fucking amazing," Mike said softly into my ear.
I turned around so we were stomach to stomach, face to face.
"Yes it was," I agreed.
I reached forward and met his lips with mine. Laying together naked, we made out until we both dozed off.
I woke up about an hour later. Mike was still asleep. I wanted to stay but had too much homework. I quietly got up and got dressed. Before I left, I woke Mike up and told him to call me anytime he wanted. He gave me a kiss and promised he would.
On my walk home, I got a call from Jockguy.
"Where are you?" he asked.
"On my way back to my place."
"From where?"
"A friend's." That was our code word for hook up
"Oh, really? Feel like making it two in one night?"
I laughed. "Do you think I'm a whore or something?"
"No, of course not. Whores get paid... You're just a slut," Jockguy deadpanned.
"Wow, that was a me comment."
"Annoying, isn't it?"
"Slightly." I paused. I really needed to get home and start my paper. But I was always in the mood to see Jockguy. Sex or not. "Ok," I caved. "I'm a couple blocks away. I'll be there in 5 minutes."
I never got the paper started that night. In fact, I never made it home that night. Jockguy and I ended up cuddling on his couch and watching a movie, then went to bed.
That encounter is on it's way... ;)
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