Date: Thu, 28 Oct 2004 18:57:25 EDT
From: Stockman128@aol.com
Subject: The Guys In The Dorm    Chapter 8

The Guys In The Dorm

By Stockman

This story contains sexual images unsuitable for children.  Please don't read
this if sex, particularly male sex, makes you uncomfortable.

Chapter 8


Stan's cock was leaking cum as he finished his story.  We were all on the
verge of shooting loads of cum when the door opened.  The three guys who came in
were shocked at the 8 of us sitting around stroking our cocks as we told each
other our private "first time" stories. Then Stan, ever the organizer, told
the guys to strip and tell us the first time they had sex. Amazing that they
agreed and quickly shed down to their underwear to tell us their most private
moments.


PAUL's STORY

When my uncle died, Mom and I visited my elderly Aunt and her son Irv. Being
a good 10 years older than me, Irv had always been my idol. A rugged
good-looking six footer, he was now 29 and seemed to always say and do the right thing.
He was sad and proper at the funeral and the house reception afterwards, but
owing to his father's age, seemed rather OK about the whole sad occasion. He
had the whole upstairs for himself, having built a downstairs addition to
accommodate his father, so even Mom got to stay downstairs once we retired for the
night.

"I've remodeled the upstairs," Irv explained, as entered the large bedroom
that replaced the two smaller ones. Undressing, I found my heart pounding as he
dropped his pants after his shirt came off. His underwear was revealing; I had
often imagined what his body looked like and was surprised he was so hairy,
trim and tight.

Once in bed we chatted for a long time. "You're no longer a kid," he laughed,
looking at my body. "Baby Paul has grown up. Actually," he said more
seriously, "you look in great shape. And you're shaving!" he observed, touching my
face.

"It's funny, I've always watched you from afar," I admitted. "You were always
so sure of yourself, the girls would always be chasing you. I wanted to be
more like you. I've even wondered what you looked like without all those bulky
clothes you used to wear...." I couldn't help staring at his packed groin,
seeing the outline of his prick.

"This is all I wear at night, sometimes less, you'll have to get used to it,"
he whispered, staring into my eyes. Something strange was happening.

"How's your girlfriend?" he asked suddenly. We were getting friendlier, even
occasionally tugging at our dicks as we talked about chicks.

I asked him a rude, personal question. He laughed then, seeing I was serious,
admitted what I expected. "I do get laid a lot," he said. "But it never seems
to change my desire. I love having sex, don't you?"


"I get horny all the time..." I told him, tugging on my dick again.

"Hey, so do I," he agreed. "Just because a guy gets laid alot, doesn't mean
he doesn't also get horny. You'll see as you get older, your cock will still
want to rise at the strangest times."

"Yeah, that's what's happening to me. My dick has a mind of its own." It was
getting easier and easier to talk to him - even about sex! "Just last week I
had a hard on in Library. It wouldn't go down. Finally I took it out and almost
got caught." As Irv laughed, I relaxed even more, and tugged on my dick.

Irv leaned back on the bed, his hands under his head. I couldn't help
staring. His chest and belly were so hairy! His armpits had large tufts of black
hair. We were quiet for a long minute or two, my eyes drawn to the hefty lump in
his underwear. It also looked hairy, I could see the dark area under the white
cotton. He was such a stud!

"You ever sleep naked? I do sometimes," Irv said suddenly.

I tried to sound nonchalant, though my throat was dry. My cock was definitely
getting hard. "Nope. But I'd try."

Irv pulled down his underwear over his ass, getting it below a thick pubic
hair mound, but above his dick. I stared at that thick patch of black hair.
"Pull it down the rest of the way," he ordered. It was barely a whisper.

"S..sure," I stammered, before actually pulling his underwear down and off. I
tried to not look at his dick (Guys don't do that) but I couldn't help it. It
was so big. And we were being so open with each other."

Oh wow it's so big!" I blurted as he just smiled. "Is it hard?"

"Nope, feel it. That's it soft," he answered. "Go ahead, you can feel it.
We're both guys."

"Nah I couldn't..." but I did, after his cajoling. He was proud of his big
cock, and who could blame him?  I touched it carefully, squeezing it and bending
it a little. It was thick and was indeed soft; my cousin had a real big dick!
And mine was sure stirring.

"Your turn now," he said quietly. Carefully I pulled down my underwear, my
cock was half hard. "Looks real nice," he observed. "You're sure not a kid
anymore. Seems to me you have a dick anyone would be proud of. Thick cock, nice
size balls and a mansize pubic bush. Won't be calling you 'baby'.  Bet you need
to jerk that thing off alot."

"Do you jerk off alot?" I asked.

"Sure, every guy does. Don't you?"

"Yeah. I'd love to uh...jerk off now. I'm so hot..." I was too hot to hide it
any longer.

"Then let's do it, Paul. We're two guys who need it. Let's jack our cocks
now," Irv agreed enthusiastically, to my relief.

Sitting on our knees and facing each other, we jacked our cocks slowly at
first, then faster and faster. His cock got so long. The monster hit 9", nearly
2" longer than mine. I couldn't take my eyes off it. My cock expanded so
quickly. My head filled with the vision of Irv's big cock, not of a pretty face in
my mind's eye.  Faster and faster we jerked our cocks.  Irv used two hands, one
at the base of his long cockshaft, the other at his fat cockhead.

"Oh man," Irv shouted. The head of his cock was turning purple. "Aaagh," he
shouted as he orgasmed in front of me. Jets of his mancum splattered all over
me - hitting me in the stomach and groin. My black pubic hair was turning white
as his jism coated me.

Then "aah" I yelled as I came too, leaning forward to shoot my load all over
Irv's body, hitting him square on his pubic patch, his cock and on his belly.
I never came so hard.  Jet after jet of cum splashed across Irv's lower belly
and his pubic hair, turning it white also.

For a few moments, we just stood there in stunned silence. I watched my cum
drip down the belly of my Cousin Irv, whom I've secretly idolized, watching the
goo settle into his thick black pubic hair. His cock was slowly softening,
the head returning to a normal color. I noticed a dark colored ring around the
diameter of his cockshaft, the only marking on it. When I saw some of my cum
drip onto the hair on the base of his cock, I snickered.

"Something the matter?"

"My cum is dripping onto your cockhair."

"Usually it's pussy juice. Love when it dries and hardens the pubic hair.
Yours is coated with cum, too. Watch." He reached out and rubbed some of his cum
into my pubic hair. He spread the jism all around my bush, pulling strands of
hair to full length to make sure it was properly coated. I watched in rapt
silence. It felt great.  In a few minutes my pubic hair was dry. We took turns
feeling it, how hard and brittle it had become. "It gets like that using either
man or woman cum," Irv explained, running his hands through my bush. I kind of
liked his hands there.


His bathroom was huge; Irv had remodeled it too. Standing over the toilet, I
had just started pissing when he reached around me and put his hand onto my
cockhead. It was the first time he touched me and caused my piss to spray out
all over me. Startled, I stopped peeing. "Relax, Paul," he said, "piss washes
away dried cum. And the hot liquid feels good, too. Try it. We'll clean up the
mess later." I resumed my flow, pissing into his hand, allowing him to redirect
the stream onto my groin. Of course, most of the piss ended up on my belly,
on my dick, and my sensitive balls. Piss drained down my legs onto my feet and
to the floor. It WAS hot. At the same time, Irv was washing my pubic hair with
that piss, grinding the hot liquid into my manbush. "You need more," he said
as I finished pissing. We changed positions so he could piss on me while he
washed my bush. His piss felt even hotter than mine as it flowed over my belly
onto my pubic hair while he rubbed the piss into my hair, making sure I was
getting clean.


Ron came for a visit the following day. Irv's best friend, Ron paid his
respects, coming straight from a softball game. Grimy and disheveled, he stayed all
evening, helping everyone feel less sad. He had more than a few beers - it
was after a hot softball game - and finally was in no condition to go home. Irv,
a bit angry, told him to stay the night. At 6'3", Ron was every lady's man.
Reddish blond curly hair, square jaw, tight body and quick smile were only some
of his better attributes. He was also funny, in a good natured wholesome way.
Not a dirty word passed his lips. Until, that is, we were alone.

"Man I have to piss so bad," he said, groping his very ample crotch.

"You didn't piss all night. All those beers," Irv agreed.

Ron started to strip out of his softball outfit as Irv disappeared.

"Drink this," Irv said, returning from the bathroom with a tall glass of
water.

"This'll hurt," Ron answered, drinking the entire glass.

Ron's body was awesomely built. His reddish hairy chest hair tapered to a
wide stripe that covered his stomach and disappeared under the towel he put
around his waist. His legs were thin, but very muscular. The small towel exposed
his muscular thigh and a large imprint at his groin. "Man I gotta piss," he
groaned, turning towards the bathroom.

"Wait," Irv shouted. "Drink some more water. Enjoy the pain." Irv gave him
another full glass to consume.

"Gotta take a shower, too," Irv said, starting to strip. What about you?" he
asked me.

We both stripped out of our clothes, I kept my eyes on both studs, Irv and
Ron, as I modestly stripped in the corner. These men were so much bigger than
me!  Irv was the first naked, his large prick exposed. Man, it looked big with
all that hair around it. As I finished undressing, Irv returned with yet
another glass of water.

"No please," Ron begged.

"You're gonna love it," Irv laughed.

The shower was warm when I entered. Irv and Ron were facing the wall. Ron's
hairy ass was small and round, an athlete's ass. Red hair filled the crack.
"Gotta piss so bad," he moaned. "I can't move."

"Not to worry," Irv responded, "we'll wash you. Hold that piss as long as you
can. I'll do your back. Paul, you wash his front."

I still didn't understand what was going on, but I didn't know how to say no.
Didn't want to be a wimp. "No problem," I said, grabbing a fresh bar of soap.
I started at Ron's neck, working the lather down his hairy chest. It felt
rather strange and exciting to touch a man like that; his body hair was curly and
rough as I pressed my fingers through the hair onto his skin.

"Gotta piss so bad..." Ron kept moaning. He raised his arms, exposing his
armpits. I lathered them up, running my hands through his thick red armpit hair.
I lathered his belly and his sides. "Gotta piss so bad..."

I peeked at his groin for the first time. Emanating from thick red pubic hair
was a huge fat 1/2 hard cock, already 7". With fresh lather I pressed onto
his pubic hair. The hair was thhhhick. I pressed above his bladder to wash it
clean. Running my fingers through his pubes, feeling the manly hair, I pressed
too hard. "Can't hold the piss.."

Irv turned off the water just as Ron's piss started flowing. The first blast
hit my face, some of it right into my mouth. "Fuck," I shouted, as piss hit my
nose, eyes and hair.

"Stay there and take it!" Irv intoned. The piss was flowing all over my head.

"Feels so good to piss..." Ron was moaning. I pulled away slightly, letting
the clear liquid flow across my chest. This I didn't mind; it was actually fun.
I watched carefully as Ron's piss slit opened so wide to allow all his urine
to flow.

"You can play with it," Irv offered. I saw his approval. I put my finger on
Ron's piss slit, forcing the liquid to spray to one side, then another. I
directed the stream back onto Ron's body, soaking his red pubes in piss, watching
the piss flow off his ballhairs to the shower floor. Irv offered a suggestion.
I put my finger deep into Ron's slit, causing the flow to stop. Ron liked
that.

"Yeah, play with my piss, kid," he said finally. I then released it, not
caring that the urine hit my face, and closed it again. "Oh man," Ron moaned as I
repeated this several times.

"Get the enema bag," Irv suddenly instructed, after somehow pushing Ron down
onto the shower table and securing his arms.

"No please not that," Ron begged.

"Gonna get you REAL clean, inside and out," Irv answered, filling the red bag
with ice cold water. I was awestruck as I watched him shove the tube deep
into Ron's ass.

"No no no agggh," Ron cried.

"Shut up and take it like a man," Irv yelled back, slapping Ron's asscheeks
hard. "Gonna give you a double dose, cause you bitched," Irv said, filling the
bag again. And if you lose even a drop, you'll get another fill.

"Oh God Oh God," Ron moaned quietly as he took the water from the second bag;
Irv pushing the liquid to make sure it all got in. Finally, the bag was empty
and Irv stood to review his work.

"Gotta see if that ass is leaking," he said. He released Ron's arms by
switching the shackles to his legs. "Now spread those cheeks wide so we can see your
ass hole," Irv ordered. Ron pulled his cheeks apart, revealing his hairy red
hole.

"Looks dry to me," I observed the tight anus.

"Yeah it is," Irv agreed, lightly running his fingers around Ron's ass. He
pressed a finger in until the first joint disappeared. Wow! "Make sure you hold
it all," he cautioned Ron, as Ron moaned in discomfort. "Ever see a finger in
a man's ass hole?" Irv asked me.

"No way," I shook my head.

"Then I guess you never saw two fingers," he said, quickly inserting a second
finger as Ron cried out. Water dribbled out of his ass. Slap. Irv punished
Ron for the faux pas. Irv shoved both fingers in deeply. "I can feel the cold
water up your ass," he said to his friend, twisting his fingers inside. As he
stretched Ron's ass, more water dribbled out. Slap.

"I can't hold it with you pulling it apart," Ron cried.

"You're right. We need something to plug your ass good," Irv agreed. He
pulled his fingers out and pressed his body against his friend's ass. His cock was
hard. Big and fat! "Gonna plug your ass good, ole buddy," he said. Carefully
he shoved his cock up Ron's ass. I watched as the fat cock head disappeared
inside Ron's hole. Then the shaft, all the way to the base of Irv's hairy prick.

"Oh God Oh God," Ron moaned again. He came part way up so I quickly checked
out his dick, seeing it was hard as a rock.

"Watch me fuck Ron's ass," Irv instructed, getting into a rocking fucking
motion as I watched carefully, my own prick as hard as it's ever been. I saw him
push deep in, then pull part way out, a bit of water coming too, then slamming
back in.  Time and time again, Irv'd pull out, then slam that big cock home,
as Ron moaned in discomfort/pleasure. Ron's cock stayed hard and so did mine.

"Yeah, fuck his ass," I said, getting used to the scene. I started to jack my
cock, enjoying the action.

"Wanna fuck him too?" Irv asked, pulling out with a plop, after which some
water started flowing.  In no time I was guiding my own prick into Ron's hole.
The sensation was fantastic as I fucked Ron's wet moist hairy ass hole. I
followed Irv's lead and pumped real hard; the sensation on the head of my cock was
like nothing else. "Cum inside his ass," Irv instructed.

"Yeah!!!!" I shouted as I blasted off, shooting a huge orgasm inside this
man's ass. It was wonderful as I slammed my cock again and again inside his wet
hole. Irv followed me, shoving his big prick back up Ron's hole as the poor guy
cried out again in pain. Irv ignored him, slamming his cock repeatedly until
he, too, came inside Ron's ass. His orgasm seemed to last forever.


"Now let out that water, wash your ass clean," Irv instructed.

"Aaahhh," Ron moaned in delight as he released his load, letting his ass piss
out water and our cum. A flood of water flowed down the drain as poor Ron
cleared out his system. As our cocks retracted, I had the strong need to pee. I
started to the toilet, but Irv had a better idea.

"Feed that nice boyprick to Ron. Make his mouth your toilet. Give him your
piss!" At this point I knew better than to argue. I placed my cock in front of
Ron's mouth, aghast that he so obediently opened it. I wasted no time, he might
change his mind, and shoved my soft prick inside. Ron left his mouth open as
I let loose with my stream of piss. It rolled out of his mouth as he choked on
it before recovering. I emptied my bladder all over his face and mouth,
paying him back for pissing on me earlier.

"Make sure you do the job right," Irv offered, directing my prick to spray
all over his friend. Once I was done, Irv did the same, spraying his own piss
all over Ron's face. Ron seemed to really like that, for he jerked his own big
cock to climax in just a few seconds, spewing a huge cumload all over the
shower floor.

Later, the three of us crammed into Irv's bed. Once Ron fell asleep, Irv and
I talked about all the sex we had just experienced. "Ever do this before to
Ron?" I wanted to know, glancing at his soft prick hanging over his big balls as
he slept.

"Sometimes Ron needs some discipline and he is willing to get it from me
rather than a stranger. This is the first time I've ever given him an enema in
front of another. He must trust you."

"He's got a big dick, doesn't he?" I asked.

"Sure does. I've known him since we were kids. He's always been proud of the
big fucker. We've fucked chicks together - they always go for his quick smile
and quicker hardon - he's always willing to show it off. Then when we get in
private, I give him the discipline he deserves." Irv then slapped Ron's
sleeping prick as we both laughed.



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