Date: Sat, 9 Dec 2000 19:58:49 EST
From: Percxyz@aol.com
Subject: Dominated by Doug Chpater 13
Dominated by Doug
Chapter 13
By
Percxyz@aol.com
Doug laid on top of me, his cock filling me, for a good five minutes
until his breathing was back to normal. His dick had never gotten
completely soft and I felt it slowly begin to harden more. My arms and
cock were aching with the weight of him on me, but it still felt delicious.
Finally, Doug moved his head, the stubble on his chin scraping across the
back of my neck. He put his hands down on the bed and lifted himself up
over me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him staring down at me.
He moved his hips in a circular motion and I moaned in pleasure. His hard
cock probed into me at all angles hitting spots deep inside me that made my
own cock leak even more.
"You even get off on this, dontcha, faggot? You like me just laying
on you and using you for a cushion." He twisted his hips around again.
"And you definitely like my big cock up inside you." I felt abandoned when
he pulled out of me and groaned in disappointment. "Shut up, cunt. You're
gonna get it again soon, don't worry." I felt his hands at my wrists,
undoing the tie. When my wrists were free, I pulled them up above me to
rub them, mindful of how he had used this instinctive move against me
before, but Doug did nothing. After a few seconds he climbed off the bed.
"On your back, cocksucker. You're gonna give me the head that bitch
should have earlier." I obediently rolled onto my back twisting sideways
on the bed until Doug's cock was pointing at my mouth. He wasted no time
sliding it between my lips. "Ahh fuck yeah, faggot. You give it up to me
any way I want it! I can fuck your twat then shove my cock down your
throat the next second. And all you do is get hard and leak your faggot
juice from your faggot cock while I put it in ya. Suck me boy. Suck my
big cock!"
I really wasn't getting a chance to suck him. Doug had bent his knees
and pulled me forward until my head dropped over the side of the bed. I
had been in this position before. It was Doug's favorite way to skull fuck
me. He began to pound into my throat. His balls slapped against my eyes,
the hairy sack scraping against my forehead. Despite the roughness he was
showing, I was still in heaven. This jock stud had fucked me into
submission and now was using my mouth for more pleasure. Not caring about
the consequences, I grabbed my own cock with my right hand and began to
jack off. I knew I wasn't supposed to jack off without permission, but I
heard him laugh.
"You fucking worthless cocksucking cunt! You dig this so much you are
beating off while I do it to you! Damn! What a fag. Go for it, faggot.
Jerk your pussyboy cock while I fuck your throat. I wanna see you shoot
your cocksucker load while I fill your belly with a real man's cum!"
I was beating my meat even harder now, listening to his words. They
seemed to sink deeply into my mind. I was there to please him. My mouth
was there to please his cock and the rest of my body was there to please
his ego. I was just a fuck toy to him, but I was ready to do anything to
give him more pleasure, make him feel more manly. I wanted to give him my
body for him to use and both of us were getting off on my submission. My
ass still was sore from the rough fuck he had thrown in it. My boypussy as
Doug called it. He had certainly used it like a pussy, even called me a
cunt. The thoughts just made me even hotter.
As Doug pulled back and then thrust in again, I could taste some of
the precum he was leaking again. The jock was a damn cum machine! He
seemed always ready to shoot another load. But hell, I was always ready
and happy to take it. I began to moan around his cock giving him a hum job
without even having to work at it. I was so far gone that I couldn't
control myself. My whole world was contained in this room and the center
of it was the muscular jock who was fucking my throat. I could only barely
hear his words.
"Yeah, bitch. Take my dick, cocksucker. Eat my fucking meat! Yeah,
boy, take it all! You are the best, faggot. You suck dick like a pro.
You are a better cocksucker than any chick I've ever had! You're gonna
suck the cum right outta my balls boy. Gonna make me cum in your mouth!
Fuck yeah! Do it boy! Work it. Work for my cum, you faggot. Ahhhh,
that's the way. You'll get my sperm soon, suckboy."
His words, the tone of his voice, husky with lust were too much for
me. Moaning loudly around his pistoning shaft, I began to cum. I felt my
balls draw up and then I was shooting. Doug's hand were suddenly on my
chest, holding me in place for his thrusting cock while my whole body
twitched and shook from the force of my orgasm. I felt my cum splattering
against my chin, then on my chest and heard Doug laughing.
"That's it boy! Shoot your wad while I fuck your throat. You know
your place, boy. You cum with my cock in ya. Now it's my turn! Take it
bitch! Take my fucking load! I want you to taste it!" His cock exploded
in my mouth. I opened my eyes, staring at his ballsac, not even an inch
from my eyes, up against the base of his cock. I could see his balls held
tight inside and knew they were emptying into me. I sucked even harder,
trying to get every drop. Apparently Doug felt it. "That's the way, boy.
Work for my cum! You are a goddam cum vaccuum! Oh fuck yeah..." He
trailed off and I felt and saw some of the tension drain from his body.
The pressure of his hands on my chest relaxed a bit and he slowly ran his
cock in and out of my throat, not forcing it as he had been doing. After
another minute, he pulled his softening cock out of my mouth completely and
stood up.
I looked past his spit soaked cock, up his muscular chest to his face.
He was staring down at me with a smug grin on his face. Seeing that was
enough to allow me to ignore my sore throat and ass. Just seeing the
satisfaction and arrogant look on his sweaty face seemed to make everything
worthwhile. I was full of this young buck's cum at both ends and couldn't
have been happier.
"Get up," Doug ordered. I twisted around on the bed and sat up. Doug
took a step back and sat on Johnny's bed. God he looked so good! Even
sweaty and flushed with exertion, he looked good enough to eat. I found
myself wanting to go down on him again. He must have seen the thought in
my eyes because before I could even move he said, "You want more, don't ya,
faggot?" I could only nod, my voice not ready to work after the rough
throat fucking he had given me. He chuckled, his chest shaking as he did
so. I found my eyes glued to the muscles moving there. I wanted him still
so badly.
"Well, you are covered in stinking faggot cum, boy. I suggest you get
out of my bedroom and into the shower. Now!" It was a command and a
dismissal. Reluctantly, my eyes still drinking in his sexy physique, I
stood up and went to the door. As I opened it, he spoke again. "Don't
worry faggot, I am gonna use you plenty more. Just now I want some sleep,
so get out." I slipped through the door and into my room. Standing in
front of my mirror, I saw myself. My lips were red, as was my face. I was
covered in sweat and cum was dripping down my neck and chest. I was
suddenly embarrassed by what I had let Doug do to me. He had put me on my
knees with a chick watching! Oh God! I dropped my eyes from the
reflection in the mirror, grabbed my towel and went to the shower.
***************
Three days went by with me watching Doug escort his latest chick
around campus and in and out of his dorm room. I had found myself a cute
girl and had spent one night with her, but my thoughts kept drifting back
to Doug, even as we were fucking. I thought I would go crazy! Then I saw
Lyle in class and decided to see if he wanted some action. After class
ended, I caught up to him in the hallway.
"Hey Lyle," I called.
He turned and when he saw who it was a smirk crossed his face. He
stopped and waited for me to catch up with him. As I reached him, Lyle
turned and started walking again, forcing me to follow. "Whatcha want?" he
asked shortly.
"Well, um. I .. uh... was wondering what you were doing later." I
said lamely. I knew how I sounded, but hell, how did you just go up to
another dude and ask him if he would fuck you? Regardless, Lyle knew what
I wanted. He slowed some and the rest of the class moved on, leaving us
behind. He stopped and looked at me. He wore jeans and a polo shirt that
showed off his chest nicely. His eyes raked up and down my body.
"Yeah, I bet you were, boy," he said quietly. "I can guess what
you're wanting, too. Do you want me to say it?" He grinned at me.
"No!" I said quickly. "I was just wondering if you wanted to maybe
get a beer or something later."
"A beer or something. Yeah right. Where do you want to drink it?"
The way he said it definitely had two meanings and he let his hand drop
down to his crotch, rubbing it lightly. I felt myself blush, which made
him chuckle. "Let me guess, my room?" I could only nod my head in
agreement. Lyle looked at his watch. "It's one o'clock. Be at my room at
four." He turned and walked away, leaving me admiring his trim form.
I wandered through my next class, not even following what the
professor said. It took up time until three, giving me still an hour to
kill. I tried studying in the student union, but saw Doug and his girl
there. Doug gave me a wave, which I returned, but made no move to stop and
talk to me. I watched him disappear into the student bar with the blond
girl. Shutting my book, I went back to my dorm room, dumped my stuff and
headed for Lyle's dorm. The walk took me about 5 minutes, so I killed
another ten in the lobby. Finally, it was time. Trying to keep my hard
cock from being too obvious, I went up to Lyle's floor and walked to his
door.
I paused at the door. I could still walk away. I could just turn
around and go back to my dorm room and call my latest chick. But I found
my fist knocking before the thought was finished. Anxiously, I waited for
the door to open. When it did, the sandy haired dude whom I had seen in
the hallway when I left Lyle's room the last time stood in front of me. He
was in shorts, with no shirt. He had a tight build. Not hugely muscular,
but defined and trim like a swimmer. His muscles and smooth skin looked
good, not as big as Lyle was, but a nice body regardless. Before I had
stared to long I found my voice.
"Um, is Lyle here?" I asked.
The guy opened the door wider and stepped a bit to the side. "Come on
in." I obeyed automatically, expecting to find Lyle at his desk or on his
bed but the rest of the room was empty. I turned to look at the guy as he
shut the door. He was staring at me, his eyes obviously evaluating me.
"Where's Lyle?" I asked. "Are you his roommate?"
"Lyle is out for an hour or two. My name is Josh. He told me you'd
be here and that I could do whatever I wanted until he got home." He
waited, staring at me, to see how I took that statement. I didn't know
what to do or say.
"What..what did he tell you about me?"
"I know he fucked you and that you blew him. Apparently you blew him
in that fag bookstore!" Josh laughed. "You must have really been hard up
for it!"
While that wasn't exactly the truth, I didn't want to tell him about
Doug making me go there. Then I remembered Lyle's words. He had fucked
this boy the first night they roomed together. "Yeah, well, he told me he
fucked you, too." I managed to say.
"Maybe he did, maybe he didn't." Josh took a step closing the
distance between us. "But we both know he fucked you, and to judge by that
bulge in your jeans, you came looking for more. Well, you found me and
I'll be happy to oblige." As he said this, he reached out and grabbed my
wrist, pulling my hand to his crotch. He rubbed my hand against the cotton
shorts and I could feel his cock growing. "Lyle said you were a hot one.
I can't wait to put my cock in ya." I let my hand grip his hardening cock
through his shorts. He felt it and gave me a grin. "So why don't you
strip, Clay?"
I wasn't even surprised he knew my name. Lyle had decided to give me
to his roommate to use. The feel of his hardening cock decided me. With
my free hand I grabbed at the neck of my shirt and pulled it over my head.
Josh let out a low whistle and released my wrist. I kept rubbing his cock
and looked at his face. His brown eyes were focused on my chest and I felt
his fingers grab my nipples. I dropped my shirt on the floor and moaned as
he squeezed my nipples.
"Yeah, nice body so far dude. Why don't we get outta these clothes
and get a good look at you." His hands went to my belt, undoing it as I
yanked at his shorts. They fell to his ankles and I saw he was wearing no
underwear. His cock, a good seven inches of thick uncut meat snapped up at
an angle from his crotch. Josh had my jeans undone and I kicked them away.
He pulled at my boxers and I heard them rip. In seconds they were off me
and I stood there naked with him. His eyes roamed my body as his hand
grabbed my cock. I moaned again. "Definitely a hot one, guy," he said as
he began to push me backwards.
I fell back onto the bed and Josh came down on top of me. Our hard
cocks rubbed together as he covered my mouth with his own. I felt his
tongue against my lips and let mine part. He quickly snaked his tongue
inside my mouth, exploring at will. He moaned into my mouth, his hips
humping our dicks together. I thought the friction was going to make me
cum! Reluctantly, I broke the kiss.
"You better stop that, or I'm gonna shoot, Josh," I panted.
"Not yet, buddy. Not for awhile yet." Josh moved forward on the bed,
bringing his cock to my mouth. I opened for it willingly and heard him
moan softly as it slid between my lips. I ran my tongue over the head,
working it under the foreskin and felt him twitch. "Yeah, cocksucker.
Show me how good you are!" I went to work, both with my tongue and my
whole mouth. I was bobbing my head as best I could, while looking up at
the stud above me. He was definitely a hot dude and I loved the feel of
his steely cock in my mouth.
I felt him sink in deeper and ran my tongue along the veins on the
bottom of his shaft. He moaned again in appreciation. Then the head of
his cock hit the entrance to my throat. He punched against it several
times chocking me some. Then, keeping his cock partway in my mouth he
rotated above me until he knelt over my head. I felt him slide a hand
under my neck and lift, pulling my throat into a straight line for his
cock.
"Now take it, cocksucker!" He slid the full length into my throat and
I felt his hands playing again with my nipples. I was rubbing his legs and
the mounds of his ass as he penetrated my mouth. Before I knew my nipples
were as hard as my cock. His hands slid down my abs and past my cock. I
moaned in disappointment, but they kept moving down, onto my thighs. Then
I felt his breath, warm along the shaft of my cock. Before I could react,
I felt his warm, silky mouth engulf my cockhead. Josh began to thrust
slowly in and out of my throat as he slowly took more of my dick into his
mouth. My whole body was thrashing and Josh pinned first my left arm, then
my right under his knees. His hands clamped onto my shins and he set the
pace of his thrusts into my mouth. His own mouth still teasingly sank
lower onto my shaft. I flexed my hips upward, but he let his head move
with it, not taking any more.
Frustrated, I let my ass fall back on the bed, resigned to taking his
thrusting cock and whatever sucking he wanted to give me. To my surprise,
he followed me down and took my cock into his throat. I was in pure
ecstasy! Josh now started to move his head in time with his own thrusts.
I knew there was no way I was going to last long. I was pinned underneath
this dude, his cock down my throat and my dick in his sucking mouth! He
kept up the pace on my cock and with his own, so that it almost felt like I
was sucking myself. Then I felt my abs tightening and my balls drawing up.
Just as I started to shoot, Josh pulled off my cock, letting my cum spray
onto my chest and belly. His own cock continued to fuck my face. As I
finished shooting my load, I heard Josh moan and his seed filled my mouth
in six quick spurts.
"Swallow it, boy," he said, panting. I obeyed, letting his cum slide
down my throat. Josh ran his cock in and out of my mouth a few more times,
then slowly pulled out. He sat back on the bed, catching his breath. I
sat up and turned to look at him. He had a big grin on his face.
"How'd you like that?" he asked.
"It was incredible!"
"Swallowing my cum or being sucked?"
"Both," I admitted, and Josh chuckled.
"Grab a towel over there and wipe yourself off. I want that hot ass,
boy!" I stood and did as he ordered, then turned to him. Josh was still
on the bed, his legs spread in front of him and his cock half hard. "Get
over on Lyle's bed, on your back," he ordered. Again I obeyed and watched
the sexy stud climb off his bed and stand. Still half hard, Josh climbed
onto the bed over me and lowered his ass to my face. I knew what to do
without being told and let my tongue lap at his hole. He went wild,
grinding his ass on my face and encouraging me to do more. I rimmed him
for a good five minutes before he suddenly pulled away.
His cock was fully hard again. Moving down a bit, he shoved it into
my mouth again. I sucked for less than a minute before he yanked it out.
Josh moved until he knelt between my legs. He reached under my knees and
rolled me up onto my shoulders. For an instant, I thought he was going to
rim me as well, something I had never gotten a chick to do, but he just
spit on my hole four or five times. Then, looking me in the eye, he slid
the head of his cock up to my hole. He paused there for a second, then
using just our combined spit, slid his cock into me.
I groaned in pain and pleasure as this dude penetrated me. I could
feel inch after inch of his cock slide into me and watched the look of
pleasure that ran across his face as he made me his pussyboy. Within
seconds, I felt his pubes against my ass and knew I had taken it all. Josh
never waited a second. He immediately pulled back and rammed home again
still holding me in position beneath him. He let my legs slide along his
arms until the back of my knees caught at his biceps and he lowered himself
onto me more. Now his face was just inches above mine. Both of us were
shaking with the force of his cock pounding into me.
"Lyle told me you like it fast and hard. So take it pussyboy! Take
my fucking cock!" Those words reminded me how Lyle had set me up, but I
was to into Josh's fuck to care. Then he lowered his lips onto mine again
and I was lost in his kiss. His tongue plunged into my mouth as his cock
plunged into my guts. He moaned into my mouth and his hands gripped my
arms, pushing them onto the bed. The rough fucking he had been giving me
began to get more and more out of control as Josh tried to nail me to the
bed with his dick. I sucked in a lungful of his breath as he fucked me
wildly. My ass felt on fire from the friction of him inside me, but my
hard cock was throbbing between us.
Suddenly his thrusting hips lost their rough rhythm and his mouth slid
off of mine. I felt his cheek against mine as he moaned into my ear. Josh
thrust deeply inside me and held there. His body shook, all of his muscles
tensed and I felt Josh's cock throbbing inside me. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ahhhhh, fuck yeeeeahhhhh!!!" he nearly screamed as he filled me with his
cum. My own cock, trapped between our sweaty abs erupted again and I
moaned in pleasure with my own orgasm. I realized that Josh's face was
over mine again and he was watching my face as I shot my load. He was
still panting.
"Yeah, cocksucker. Shoot your wad for me! Squeeze my cock, faggot!
Fuck yeah! Never fucked a guy until he shot his wad before. You are
better than Lyle said." Josh didn't even pull out of me. He pushed me
more into a ball, until his chest was over my face. He pushed his nipple
towards my mouth and I raised my head to suck and lick it. Then I licked
the other. That was enough to get the horny dude going again and I felt
his cock start to move in me.
Josh fucked me slowly this time. My ass was still on fire, but the
additional lube of his cum eased it some. Working slowly in and out, Josh
fucked me, his face still just inches from mine. I groaned again and saw
him smile. "Does it hurt, boy?"
"Oh fuck. It hurts, but fuck, it feels good!" Josh gave me a big
smile.
"Good, cause this is gonna take awhile." He slowly moved in and out
of me, working his cock at different angles and grinning at me each time he
made me moan. After about five minutes, he pulled up off of me and I felt
his cock slide out. I moaned in relief, but Josh pushed both my legs to
the right and slid onto his side behind me. I felt his cock penetrate me
again and moaned.
"Yeah, boy, take it. Take it all!" Josh moaned into my ear. I could
feel his not breath on my ear as he humped me. "Raise your leg, faggot,"
he ordered. I obeyed and felt his cock slie in more deeply. His hands
played with my nipples, then ran along my abs. I felt his fingers, covered
in my own cum slide into my mouth and I licked them clean. Josh's hips
were moving faster and suddenly he stopped, holding his breath for a few
seconds. He let it out slowly, not moving. After about thirty seconds, he
began to move in me again. I realized that he had been ready to cum, but
had stopped so that he could fuck longer. It was something Doug enjoyed
doing too.
Josh pushed me forward until I was on my stomach and he was laying on
my back. His hips still drove his cock into me. I was moaning and
groaning, his cock forcing sound out of me each time it slid in. I
couldn't help myself.
"Yeah, got you moaning like a whore now, boy. You got a great fucking
pussy! Fuck I am loving this. Big butch stud with my cock up his ass
moaning like a fucking bitch! Take it, pussyboy." Josh's smooth chest was
slick against my back with our sweat. It rubbed against me, turning me on
even more. Suddenly it raised off of me and I felt Josh's hands on my
hips. He used them to pull me up onto my knees, but when I tried to raise
up on my hands, Josh forced me back face down onto the bed. He held me
there, fucking me harder. His hips were moving faster again. I was
moaning more loudly, the feel of his cock in me almost more than I could
take.
I never even heard the door open.
"Sounds like you're giving him a hell of a ride, Josh." Josh's hips
never stopped moving. I tried again to raise up, but Josh's hand between
my shoulder blades held me in place.
"Fuck yeah, I am, Lyle. This guy is a total slut!"
"I know, I could hear him in the hallway. Sounded pretty wild." I
heard music suddenly come on as Lyle adjusted the stereo. "How close are
you?"
Josh, who had been fucking harder and faster, said, "Almost there.
Gonna cream him again soon!"
"Again? How many loads have you pumped into the faggot?"
"On is in his mouth and another in his pussy. Gonna be a second one
there soon." I felt the pressure from Josh's hand suddenly stop and raised
myself up onto my hands. I looked around to see Lyle standing there, his
shirt stripped off. As I watched, he pulled Josh's head to his chest. As
Josh began to lick, he moaned loudly and I felt him begin to cum. Lyle
released his head and Josh collapsed onto my back, his cock spurting the
last of his load into me. Lyle let him rest for about a minute.
"All right, Josh. Time to pull out and clean up. The man is home and
I expect some serious service from both you, pussyboys." Josh did as Lyle
ordered, pulling out and climbing off the bed. I looked at Lyle again. As
he stripped off his jeans, he looked at me. "How do you like being my
faggot's pussyboy?" I could see Lyle's cock was already hard.
**************
Author's note: As I indicated at the end of the last chapter, the series is
drawing to a close. However, Josh seemed to need some time in the story,
so this is not quite the end. Thanks also to all who have written with
suggestions. Some will make it into the story. Whether there is one more
chapter or two will depend on the response I get. If you are tired of the
series, let me know. If you want it to continue, let me know that.
Anyway, thanks again to all who have written.