Date: Tue, 23 Nov 1999 12:15:39 EST
From: Begmealot@aol.com
Subject: adventures of tray and jay 30

"Adventures of Tray and Jay 30"

PART 30: TRES TRAY

I was real lucky just to get in the damn class, see, because the professor
made sure to tell me how no freshman ever made the cut and what a big favor
she was doing me and all.  Well, she was, too.  I knew it.  It's called Art
310, or Living Drawing, and mostly we pair off randomly and do these boring
pencil or even color studies of our faces and hands and shit.  I swear, I'm
naive or something, but I never thought what happened would happen.

"I have a little surprise for all of you today," Professor Anceau grinned
real funny at us, and there were all these loud groans.  Then she looks
right at me.  "I need two volunteers, males, to come down here and take off
all your clothes so the rest of us can get to know you better."

Well, everyone kind of laughed nervously, okay, and this'll sound weird,
from me, but she's pretty as hell, my professor, I mean, and I'd do her if
it ever just happened, you know.  Not that it will.  She has this sexy
French purr and way of walking, and she's always making eyes at me, so bad
some of the other guys in class give me shit for it.  Which I don't mind,
hell, except I really have eyes mostly for some of those same guys!

So I was thinking all this shit in my head when I snapped back and noticed
everyone had turned to look at me, and they're all waiting for me to do it,
I guess.  They know Tray will do anything.  I'm not shy.  I frowned and
made a face like I didn't care one way or the other, but inside I was dying
to strip in front of all those young eyes!  Both sexes!

"Okay, I'll do it," I groaned, and the whole place broke out in cheers and
whistles and claps.  Damn.

"Alright, one more," Professor Anceau prodded as I went down the steps to
the lecture area.  I didn't know if I was supposed to get naked right off
or what, and I stood there a little awkward, and that's when my eyes locked
with Ellis Livingston's.  He looked funny, or excited or whatever.  In
heat.  His soft blond hair fell over his light brown eyes, but he shook it
out of the way fast and kept staring at me.

Then his hand shot up!  You should have heard the gasp in the hall.  See,
Ellis is maybe the hottest dude on campus, everyone wants a piece of his
ass.  Everyone.

"Purrrfect," Professor Anceau almost whispered, and Ellis licked his lips
and joined me.  We stood a little too close for comfort and waited, and I
heard giggles, then: "Don't be shy, boys.  We won't laugh.  Will we,
class?"

Every one of the fuckers busted up, until I took off my shirt.  Then there
was total silence.  I forced myself not to watch Ellis remove each piece of
his clothing, but I couldn't help noting the clean white briefs and
smelling his fresh-scrubbed man scent, and my stomach felt tickly all of a
sudden.  We were both buck naked and took deep breaths and stood straight
at the same time, and we kind of peeked then.  Only, I stared, I think.

My God, what a perfect man!  Ellis is 6' even, muscular, with a light
complexion all over his body, all over, that's neither pale nor tan.  His
pubic hair is thick and dark black and ran a long finger up from his patch
to his belly button, but the rest of him is totally hairless.  Except what
I could see sticking out from under his strong arms.  He looked at me then,
and his eyes sparkled!  His lips parted a crack.

I faced forward fast.  No way I was gonna pop a bone in front of everyone,
no way!  The others sat and gawked at us.  I really dug seeing the guys'
eyes on me, especially, all over.  They had the perfect excuse for once in
their lives, see, and they went for it shamelessly.  It's called eye rape.
The professor let them get over their shock a little.

"I'm thinking Greek," she said at last.  "Greek gods.  Or maybe boys
playing in the sun.  Lounging at the spa.  Testing their athletic prowess.
Doing all the things Greek boys did."  Someone laughed.  "Well, maybe not
all the things Greek boys did together."

That's when I struck a pose as the Thinker, and everyone lost it, so Ellis
did David, of course.  Fuck, he's a natural.  Professor Anceau had us try
out different positions together, actually touching, and it took all my
concentration not to throw a big old stiffy.  Finally she had me go down on
one knee and Ellis come up behind me and wrap one of his beefy arms around
my lower chest, like a statue of wrestlers, and I have to say it, man, I
never bargained for having a stud like Ellis' big limp cock pressed up to
my left butt cheek!

"There, that's it!" she decided.  "Hold that!"  I felt my face flush bright
red.  See, it was happening.  I was going hard right there in class, naked.
It was like a nightmare.  Ellis' fingers on my belly hair moved, and I felt
him stiffen up halfway behind me.  The professor was strolling around
studying us as the class drew their happy asses off.  Ellis leaned closer
to my neck, and my eyes drooped when he panted on my tingly skin.  His arm
that was under my right pit moved up so his hand gripped my opposite
shoulder.

Oh, man, I wanted him to take me so bad!  With that thought it was all
over.  My cock jumped up straight over my belly button, it's better than 8"
now and thick, right out in plain sight, and I watched in horror as the
professor paused, and so did the class!  Every eye locked on my big hard
dick!  So I relaxed.  I mean, fuck, no way it was going to get soft again.
Ellis' piece was trapped by my ass, but it was frisking all over so I was
mean and moved a little and felt it spring up like mine!

I heard a gasp from somewhere, then rapid-fire drawing.  I noticed the
girls had more trouble looking and drawing at the same time, but the guys
went nuts, their fingers and pencils flying over the paper.  See, the thing
is, we had to hold that pose for 50 minutes!  And my pecker can stay up way
longer than that!  I was totally erect but cool, but poor Ellis had his
woody wedged in my crack, and he almost made it.

But then, with less than five to go, I felt his body flare with this
wild-ass heat, and sweat dripped from his face to my back, and I heard his
throat gulp, and he tensed the way that only happens for one thing, and
fuck!  How that dude didn't cut loose and scream I'll never know because
the hot, thick, steamy jets of Greek god spunk he squirted straight up my
backside made me grunt powerlessly.  My dick jumped and leaked down to the
floor, and at least one cute dude saw it!

Ellis relaxed and just pulled me closer to hide the runny gobs of his
pungent manhood all over my back, and as soon as the professor called the
end of it we both stood, me facing the class so they could get a last look
at my proud pecker and not see the splooge on my rear, and Ellis with his
back to the class so they wouldn't see his still pulsing, soaking wet penis
and funky chest.  We dressed real fast.  I loved the feel of his sperm
still in my ass and all over, it was so hot!  I smelled it, too.

Ellis looked at me and swallowed and blushed, then he turned and bolted.  I
followed him, of course, and caught up outside in the cool air.

"Ellis, dude, wait!"  He stopped and hung his head in shame.

"It's not like it looks, Tray, I swear!  I'm so ashamed!  Just forget it,
okay?  Forget you ever saw me, man."  See, my rep at college isn't like it
was in high school.  Not everyone knows.  He turned to go, but I took his
shoulder and stopped him.

"Hey, Ellis, I didn't mind.  I was hard, too.  What's a guy to do, right?"

"You were hard?"  He wanted so bad not to be the only one.

"Yeah!  Way hard!  Didn't you see?"

"Well, uh, no, I mean, shit, I was sort of too embarrassed by my own
thing."

That's when Andrew Thompson ran up with his camera bag and interrupted us.
Andrew's a little guy with wild, curly black hair and pale, smooth skin.
He always wears a stained baseball jersey tucked into torn jeans, and he
always has his camera, always.  But the startling thing about Andrew is the
bulge of his balls down both legs and the bigger bulge he wears out on his
left hip.  It can't be hard all the time like that, see, so he must just
have a massive package in there.  Must really fuck up his center of
gravity.

"Hey, guys," he panted, all out of breath and bending.  "Uh, yeah!  I was
thinking, um, let's see, uhh, cripes."  He swallowed in a dry throat and
choked.  "Have either of you ever, um, well, I don't know, uhh, modeled,
maybe?"

Ellis and I looked at each other and frowned.

"What, you mean like fashion stuff?" asked Ellis, his lip curling.

"No, uh, not exactly, guys."  Andrew's eyes gave us both the once over, and
we looked at each other again and grinned.  So the short of it is, we ended
up over at Andrew's studio, where he lives and does portraits to make
money.  It's a cool upstairs place with a big window in front and trees to
keep it private.  That was good.

"So, um, where to begin," Andrew wondered out loud and licked his lips.
He's cute, see, but I really always wondered about his prize.  "I wish I
could pay you something, guys, but..."

"A set of prints each will be cool, right, Ellis?" I interrupted.

"Yeah, right," Ellis agreed, but he was staring at me again.

"So, uhh, what you did in class, that was good, maybe we can start with
something along those lines," and Andrew cleared his throat and blushed.
Ellis and I stood and stripped again, and Andrew got right to work snapping
shots.  I never had anyone photograph me before, like that, and it turned
me on big time.  I was half-hard when my Tommy's came off, and I subtly
wiped my crack dry.  I couldn't help sniffing them, okay, and when I did
Andrew caught me.  With a flash!

"That's good," he whispered.  "Natural.  Like you're at home undressing for
bed, or whatever."

"Yeah," Ellis said with this hot, husky tension.

"Move closer behind Tray, Ellis, and put your hands on his shoulders, like
you're buddies at the gym, or whatever."

"Whatever," I echoed and shivered bad when his big hands gripped my
shoulders and massaged me slowly.  My dick shot to full-cock, and the
camera stopped clicking a minute.

"Real good, yeah, that's it, guys, pretend I'm not here.  Don't be, um,
shy."

At first Ellis just worked the tension of the day out of my neck and
shoulders, and I kept sighing and relaxing, and all of me went loose and
soft except for my pecker, which bounced all over with every movement and
flex of Ellis' talented hands.  I was aware of Andrew on his knees in front
of me snapping away, but I didn't care.

Ellis let one arm slip around my neck while his other dropped to my ass and
felt me up there.  Then I felt his cock throbbing against my right cheek
and I leaned into it and groaned when he shuddered and grabbed me around my
sensitive belly and pushed himself up my crack firmly.  Andrew was all over
the place, on every side, going through film like crazy.

I turned my face backward, straining to see Ellis.  I had to see his face.
Slowly he loosed his manly hold on me and let me turn far enough to see the
two light brown eyes I liked so much, and they were misty and hungry like
nothing I've ever seen.  I took his big dick in my hand and stroked it
gently.

"I don't know, Tray, I'm sorry, but I don't know if I can do this," Ellis
said, really torn.  Andrew kept his mouth shut and clicked himself off.
"I'm sorry, man, I must seem like an idiot, or a tease."

I stretched to his ear and said for only him, "You're no idiot," and he
lost it and laughed, and I just had to.  I hugged him good, see, both arms
around his wide back, our cocks nestled comfortably, and buried my face in
his hot, sexy neck, and our hands were set free.  Somewhere in there I
started kissing him softly from under his ear around to his cheek and his
chin, and then you know where!

My lips planted themselves on Ellis' and stayed there.  My knees gave out,
and Ellis held on tight.  Snap-snap went Andrew, only slower.  Ellis eased
us down to our knees, and when he took my penis in his hand I couldn't stop
it, see, really, I had no control.  I shot off over his wrist and arm and
chest and belly, and he and Andrew both gasped and grunted in shock.
Andrew kept shooting, though, I gotta hand it to him.

Well, that's when Ellis decided he could do it, okay.  He pushed me
backward to the polished wooden floor and crawled on top of me with the
determination and singlemindedness of the 21-year-old stud he is.  I let
him, see, even if I couldn't have stopped him.  Oh, my God, I love the
weight and force of a man taking me!  I fucking love it!

Our cocks slipped and ground into each other with my sperm lubing them, and
Ellis' balls jammed into my nuts and made me gasp into his open mouth that
sucked greedily on mine.  He tongued me and slurped me and bit me way more
than normal youthful passion, okay, and I dug it so bad I felt my loins
boiling again!  I don't know exactly when the clicking stopped, but my
dazed eyes cleared and saw Andrew standing there buck naked and jacking his
MASSIVE foot-long boner!

Well, fuck me!  I froze and stared, and Ellis paused to see what was up, so
to speak, and we both went, "Wowwwww!"  Andrew grinned proudly and dropped
to his knees so we could see better.  I reached over and cradled his
gigantic nuts that overflowed from my one little hand, and licked my lips.

"It's more of a curse than anything," Andrew said sadly.  "Really.  Um, I
mean, uh, nobody's ever been up to the task."

Shit!  Was that a gauntlet I just heard hit the floor or Andrew's beautiful
prick?  I tugged on his loose, sweaty balls, and he crawled over toward my
face.  He didn't have to get close!  I ran my drippy tongue down his pink
shaft from just below the pisshole to the base and back up and down until
Andrew grabbed my head and screamed.  Yep, he screamed his 20-year-old ass
off!  I strained under his jumping red nuts and swallowed one, then the
other, then BOTH!  He fell over me in the throes of pleasure and
instinctively wrapped his hand around my boner as I choked on his creamery.

Another head slammed into my groin area, and I knew it was Ellis' tongue
lapping at my balls.  I spread my legs for him, and he took the hint and
pushed them back and dove into my furry, spunky boy hole.  I groaned and
snorted in delight with my face in Andrew's riled crotch.  Still, I wasn't
prepared for the red-hot, slick intrusion of Andrew's mouth on my flowing
dick!  I bucked and felt my back arch up to the breaking point, and it
shoved my cock all the way down his surprised and unprepared throat.
Andrew gagged and sputtered but kept it down somehow.

I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled so his funky-sweaty smelling hole was
there for the taking, and I kissed the rim once before shoving my tongue as
far as it would go, and that brought Andrew's head off my dick fast!  He
screamed again, and I laughed around the ass-eating I was giving that cute
little dude!  Ever notice how wild and pent-up the little boys are?  I
mean, little one way.

I prodded Andrew onto his side, and his head moved easily to Ellis' dick
and sucked it down.  Ellis spazzed and shook at the suddenness of it, then
leaned close to mine and took it.  I lay there happily watching these two
sex-starved studs sucking dick and then remembered the beauty I got to
blow!  I took it with both my hands and prepared myself with all the
psychic power I could muster.  I mean, shit!

I actually swallowed two-thirds right off, which is about what mine is, and
Andrew's meat is thick like mine, too.  I loved it, man.  Knowing I still
had all that extra boy meat to eat I really got into it.  A little more
each move down his hard pole until I had about 10" and couldn't get more!
But I had to!

I pulled off, and all this built-up spit poured out on my face.  "Hey,
Andrew, buddy, give me a little help here, okay?  Turn a little more on top
of me and fuck my faggot face, okay?"

"Mm-hmm!"  And he did it, Andrew rolled right on top of my face and fed me
that stupendous cock and went to slowly, easily, happily humping my face!
I sighed and moaned in total joy and shivered each time I felt that
foot-long cock take another inch of my throat.  We got to the barrier
again, then without warning, there's this harsh thrust of Andrew's hips,
which are in my grasp, and then his fucking pubes are slamming into my
chin!  Ohmygod!

I couldn't breathe, and I damn near panicked.  I mean I really couldn't
breathe.  12" of 20-year-old cock were shoved down my throat, and his balls
were blinding me, and then I snapped and calmed down and heard Andrew
groaning like a madman, and I breathed through my nose, and then Andrew
shook all over and rocketed off in my throat, and I tensed and spewed in
Ellis' mouth, and I guess that sent Ellis off because he made a wild- ass
sound, and his head bashed into my tight nuts.

We all settled down slowly and broke the daisy chain and caught our
breaths.  Andrew put his hands behind his head and looked lost.  I could
smell his overworked pits that were wet and shiny.

"Best I ever had before was a handjob, dude," he said in awe as he looked
in my eyes.  "Um, thanks, I guess.  That was the best, Tray.  That handjob?
It was from a girl.  She didn't really like it much, especially when I shot
off in her hair.  She said it was gross."

Ellis grunted in amusement and reached over to probe Andrew's ass with one
big hand.  I don't think Andrew really understood, but he rolled over and
let Ellis play all he wanted.  I saw the animal look in Ellis' brown eyes.
Well, fine.  I wanted Andrew's cock up my butt!  So I scooted around and
spread my legs and watched as Andrew grew real nervous, but he got up on
his hands and knees and crawled between my legs like the man he was.

He felt my tiny fuckhole and shook his head.  "I don't know, Tray!  I don't
think that's possible, um, you know?"

"Taste it, boy."  Andrew bit his lip and took a closer look and pushed my
legs back to my ears and sniffed and finally licked my puckered rim.  He
laughed, and I felt his sweet breath on my wet butthole before he dove in
all the way and ate me the fuck out!  I helped him out with both hands
firmly around his shaggy, curly hair.  After that, Andrew knew what had to
be done, see.

He rolled me onto my stomach and practiced with a few dry strokes through
my terrified crack, and I felt his leaking head land halfway up my back
each stroke!  I knew I'd die, but I shoved my ass up in the air for that
boy to defile, and I tried my best to prepare for the unprecedented reaming
I knew I was about to get.  But I knew there was no way really to prepare
for the unimaginable, except relax.

"Both of you, guys, spit in your hands and work it up my butt and all over
Andrew's monster cock," I ordered, and they obeyed damn fast.  I love the
sound of loogies into hands and straight onto big, hard dicks.  Somebody
even leaned close to my butthole and hacked one up in there!  Felt real
good.  "Okay, dude, work it in there with your finger and...UHH!  Yeah!"

My nose was up against the wood floor when Andrew set the huge head of his
foot-long up to my rim and moved it around, playing with me gently.  I took
a deep sigh and let go, and that boy didn't need a word of coaching.
They're all men when their dicks are hard and poised to penetrate some
helpless hole.  He went for it without more delay and rammed the entire
head in before realizing what he did and pausing.

That's when I screamed!  For real.

"Ohmygod, dude, I'm sorry!  Want me to stop?"

"UH-UH!  UH-UHHH!  NO!  FUCKING DO IT!  NOW!"

So Andrew did it, as I ordered!  He took my hips and pushed with his, and I
caught fire all over as I felt that thing penetrate my bowels beyond where
any man had ever gone.  I really thought I'd lose it and shit, and I took
some comfort from Andrew's hands wiping the sweat off my curved back and
patting my head as if he knew how I felt!  Right!  FUCK!

Never had I felt so entirely violated and overwhelmed.  My guts literally
were set to explode, and I thought maybe Andrew's huge pecker had broken
through some inner bone I never knew was there!  But he had stopped, thank
God, going forward, that is.

"You okay, Tray?"

"UHHNGHH!"

"Does that mean yes?" Andrew asked Ellis.

"Fuck if I know!"

"UH-YESSSS!" I hissed.

"Oh, cool!"

And that's when Andrew started fucking me!  In and out, fast, over and
over, his balls slapping mine senseless, squeezing my hips, reaching under
and playing with my half- hard-on until he flattened me under him from the
sheer force of his penis up my insides!  Then I felt more weight and heard
Andrew, who sounded afraid, resisting, then he screamed and tensed and
wrapped his arms under me and held onto my shoulders for dear life.  I
realized with joy that he was getting reamed by Ellis!  And it was Andrew's
first ass-fucking!

"Cool!"  I said evilly, and Andrew whimpered in my neck.  That's when I
started digging that huge cock up my butt.  It was way past teasing my
prostate!  It was making out with my prostate!  I even shoved my ass back
at him, and Andrew started getting into it again and pumping me with his
hot tool as Ellis was doing to him.  They found a rhythm and went with it.

Andrew leaned close to my face and licked the sweat off my cheek, and I
turned further and gave him my mouth.  We kissed like that, panting and
grunting wetly into each others' mouths, forever, then he held my throat
with one hand and thrust his cock harder and faster and sounding like an
animal and spraying his sweat and spit onto me.

Ellis went off first, savagely, and I felt every blow from his hips shudder
through Andrew's poor little virgin college boy body.  I know it was Ellis'
suddenly enlarged prick torturing Andrew's never-touched prostate that
drove Andrew over the edge and burying his slab of meat all the way up my
shoot, and I swear to God I never felt each squirt of a man's cream inside
me as clearly and powerfully as Andrew's load erupted way up there
somewhere.

I know I was flushed and grimacing when we all stopped spazzing off in our
pile of buttfucking abandon!  Good God Almighty!  I wanted to pat myself on
the back for taking Andrew's 12", but then I felt them get off me, and they
both patted my back for me!  That was real cool!  I rolled on my back to
relax, and Andrew dove on my cock and started sucking it!

So, fine, I lay there and watched him and played with his pretty, messed up
curls.  Ellis lay by me and felt my sweaty chest and belly and gave me a
sweet, gentle kiss that made me glow more inside and feel my outrageously
stretched asshole pucker warmly.  I was getting close, and that's when
Andrew licked my balls suddenly and thoroughly and then dove back on my
dick and played with my slick nuts and sucked me off, violently and totally
off, in his little mouth, with his little eyes closed.

And a beautiful little boy grin pulling his rosy cheeks tight.