Date: Tue, 23 Jan 2001 12:27:04 -0500
From: lukex <lukex@subdimension.com>
Subject: Servicing Brad, part 3

Part 3.  Email me with your comments.  lukex@subdimension.com

	Spring came soon after.  Brad joined a soccer league and I would
sometimes go watch his games (supportive roommate and all).  We were
getting along well, and had developed a pretty solid routine of regular
blow jobs.  He had broken up with his girlfriend, so now I was his only
sexual outlet, which meant I was sucking his cock a lot.  He was one horny
guy.  One day just as I was starting to blow him, he told me that he hadn't
jerked off in a month - he was getting blow jobs whenever he wanted one, so
he hadn't needed to.
	He also liked to try to arrange it so that I couldn't jerk off
right after sucking him.  This was a little game to him.  He knew I usually
jerked off after giving him a blow job, but sometimes he would take his
blow job knowing I couldn't jerk off right then.  He'd grab me as we were
heading out for work and stuff his cock down my throat, and then when he'd
finished he'd zip up and say "Let's go," knowing I wouldn't have time to
come myself.  He knew that sucking him made me horny, and if I sucked him
off without relieving myself I'd be horny all day long.  Also, the hornier
I was, the better blow jobs I gave, so he liked it best when I sucked him
off after not having come in several days.
	One night he came in to my room and climbed up on my bed.  He
straddled me, wagging his cock in my face.  "Suck me off, faggot," he said,
and I did.  I waited for him to leave so I could pound my stiff dick, but
he didn't.  He just sat there.
	"I don't want you to jerk off, okay," he said.
	"What?  What do you care?" I replied.
	"Cause I'm telling you.  And you're my cocksucker, so you do what I
tell you.  I don't want you to jerk off for the next five days.  I'll let
you do it then."
	I gave him a look.  "Brad, you can tell me to suck your cock
whenever you want, but..."
	"Look, okay," he said.  "Fine.  But this one time.  I'm telling
you, don't masturbate for five days.  Okay?"
	I looked at him.  "Alright."
	"Great," he said.  He slapped me in the face with his dick and
said, "Later, cocksucker," and then he stood and walked out.


	So the days passed, I was holding out and he was largely not
around.  He came home late or was busy.  So no blow jobs.  And then, three
days later:
	I came home from work, and the kneepads were waiting for me on the
table just inside the door.  Just as the door closed, I heard Brad call
from the other room, "That you, roomie?"
	"Yeah," I called back.
	"Great."  he said.  "Assume the position."
	My dick started to harden.  It had been days since I last sucked
him, or even jerked myself off.  I pulled on the kneepads and moved to the
center of the floor, where I got down on my knees, put my hands behind my
back, closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and waited.
	I heard Brad's voice from just outside the room.  "Now keep your
eyes closed and your mouth open."  I heard him walking in and around the
room - was he behind me?  then again in front of me?  I waited eagerly.
	After a moment I heard his voice from the corner.  "Well, what do
you think of that?"
	I opened my eyes.  Brad was leaning against the wall in the corner,
arms crossed against his chest with a smirk on his face.  Another guy stood
a few feet away.  I recognized him as a guy named Marcus from Brad's soccer
team.  He was a shaggy-haired blonde, with a lean swimmer's body and what
looked like a big, intriguing package.  I started to get up at once, but
suddenly felt two strong hands on my shoulders holding me down.
	I turned my head and looked up to see another guy from the team,
Chuck.  Chuck had short curly black hair and was small but compactly built.
He had a wide chest for his build, with a V-shaped torso that ended at a
narrow waist and strong legs.
	"Guys, this is the cocksucker I told you about."  Brad looked at
me.  "I told them I had a faggot roommate who sucked dick for hot studs,
but they didn't believe me, so I figured I'd show 'em."  Brad started
walking towards me.  "Open your mouth, cocksucker," he said.
	I didn't move.  I tried to get up, but I was being held firmly.
Brad stood before me and put his hand on the top of my head.  "Relax,
roomie, everything's going to be fine.  Now open your mouth."  He unzipped
his jeans with his other hand and pulled out his dick, which was already
hard.  I kept my mouth closed and Brad slapped me across the cheek with his
dick, twice.  I could smell him, and god I was hot for his dick.  I opened
my mouth.
	I heard Chuck behind me mutter, "Fuck."  Brad pulled my head over
his dick, saying "take this cock, faggot."  And Brad's dick speared my
eager mouth.  At first I didn't think about the other guys watching, I just
sucked on Brad's hard cock.  He was getting into it, talking to his friends
as I blew him.
	"This cocksucker really knows how to suck dick," Brad said.  "He
deep throats it and I just rest my balls on his chin."  Brad pushed his
dick all the way down my throat, and Chuck pushed my head completely down
on it, holding it there while I felt the head of Brad's cock deep in my
throat.  I couldn't breathe and tried to pull back a little, almost near
gagging, but Chuck held my head there.  "Come on, faggot, take it all.
Show 'em how you can take dick.  Show 'em how far you like dick down your
throat.  Show them the cocksucker you are," Brad said.
	Then Brad pulled out a little and started to fuck my face steadily
in and out.  He slowly built up speed until he was giving my face a real
pounding.  "Look," he said, "you can fuck this cocksucker's mouth like
you're banging a girl.  Take it!" he shouted at me.  I could feel him start
to tense up.  "Oh, yeah, I'm gonna cum.  Drink down that cum, faggot," he
shouted and I felt his hot juice spurt out into my mouth and pour down my
throat.  Brad thrusted a few more times until he was spent, then pulled out
his dick and rested it on my face.
	"Oh yeah, good faggot," Brad said.  "Marcus, you want a blow job?"
	I again started to get up, but Chuck held me down by my shoulders.
Brad reached down and grabbed my hair.  "Listen, cocksucker," he said, "if
my friends want their dicks sucked, then you'll take them like the good
cocksucker you are.  Got it?" he asked, dick-slapping my face with his
cock.  "Go ahead, Marcus, fuck this faggot's face."
	Marcus was standing just to the left of Brad.  My eyes looked over
to his crotch and I saw his hands reach down to unbuckle his jeans and pull
down his fly.  He pulled down his briefs and hooked them under his balls.
He had a very nice-looking dick.  It was still soft and rested atop a mound
of dark blond pubic hair and two big round balls.
	He moved over and took Brad's place in front of me.  I leaned
forward and pulled the tip of his soft penis in my mouth.  I reached up and
jacked his dick while nursing its tip.  Very quickly, he started to get
hard and I pulled more and more of him into my mouth, until I had covered
his cock with my saliva.  I licked it all over and sucked on it, and
shortly I tasted his sweet pre-cum.
	Brad was watching closely.  "Yeah, faggot, you suck his dick."  I
looked up at Brad while holding Marcus's cock in my mouth.  Brad was
looking down at me, smiling; Marcus just had his eyes closed and stood
there gently swaying while I sucked him.  I couldn't see Chuck - he must
have still been standing behind me.  Marcus had a very big cock; it was
both long and thick.  I could barely get it all the way down my throat.  He
took it easy, preferring to let me slide over it and back.  After a while,
I was able to deep throat him, pushing my nose into his soft bush.
	"See how this faggot really loves to take cock," I heard Brad say.
	"Yeah, what a cocksucker," Chuck said.  I could now see Chuck out
of the corner of my eye, he had moved to the other side of Marcus and was
pulling out his dick, which was hard.
	Marcus started to moan, and I heard him say quietly, "Yeah, suck
it."  Then I felt Chuck's hard cock brushing against my chin; he was
jerking himself and rubbing his cock just under my chin while I sucked on
Marcus.  I kept sucking Marcus; it felt like he was getting close, while
Chuck started pushing his cock into my face.  He pushed against the side of
my cheek, and I heard Marcus say suddenly, "Shit, I'm gonna cum."
	Without warning, he pulled his cock out of my mouth.  Brad reached
down quickly and pulled on my hair, turning my face to point upwards just
as Marcus started to cum.  "Shoot it on his face," Brad said.  And Marcus,
pulling his cock wildly, started to shoot everywhere.  His cum came out
like a geyser, with a real force it hit me in the mouth and nose and
cheeks.  Some sprayed into my hair, it seemed to go on forever.
	Just as Marcus finished shooting, Chuck moved in and stuck his
rock-hard cock into my mouth.  I couldn't even catch my breath.  "All
right, faggot," Chuck was saying, "now you're gonna suck me off.  I'll fuck
your little cocksucker face."  Chuck was really agressive right off.
Marcus had been pretty gentle and relaxed, just enjoying the sensation of
being blown, but Chuck, like Brad, wanted to take control and feed me his
dick.
	Right away he grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me all the
way down on his dick.  He had a pretty short but fat dick, and I could take
it all the way no problem.  He pulled my head up and down quickly, fucking
my face with his cock.  By this point my own cock was practically ready to
burst, and having Chuck fuck my face with Marcus's cum all over me was
intense.  The smell of Marcus's spunk was strong, and pretty soon Chuck was
fucking me with a real intensity.  "Come on, you fucking faggot, suck that
fuckin' dick.  This little cocksucker faggot just can't get enough cock,
can he?  Take it all, come on, eat my rod," I could tell right away Chuck
liked to be agressive and talk trash.
	It didn't take him very long to cum, though.  After just a couple
of minutes, Chuck cried out, "I'm gonna cum.  I'm gonna dump my load down
this cocksucker's throat," and then he pushed deep in, deeper than before,
and held my head against his body while he poured cum right down my throat.
He held me there, pumping against my face until his cock had emptied his
load into my throat.
	Then he stepped back, and rubbed his forehead.  I was still
kneeling there, on my kneepads, with Marcus's cum shiny on my face and two
loads in my stomach.  "Quite a cocksucker, eh?" Brad said.
	Chuck, zipping up, replied.  "Jesus.  I didn't really believe a guy
would suck cock like that, like you said.  But this little faggot really
did it."  Marcus didn't say anything.
	I just knelt there, looking up at them, horny and desperate to jerk
off.  Brad leaned over and looked down at me.  "Do you have anything you
want to say to my friends, cocksucker?"
	I looked up at him, not sure what he meant.  I knew he took a risk
doing this, and I wondered if it really mattered to him whether or not I
wanted to do it.  But I knew that he could tell that I had really gotten
into it.  I didn't say anything.
	"Faggot," Brad said, sternly.  "When you are allowed to suck a
stud's cock, you should be grateful, shouldn't you?"
	I nodded.  "Thank you for letting me blow you," I said to Marcus
and Chuck.  "Thank you for letting me suck your dick."
	"Good cocksucker," Brad said.  Then he turned to Marcus and Chuck.
"Let's go for a drive, guys."
	They headed to the door.  I heard Chuck say, "later, faggot," and
Marcus just said "see ya."  As Brad pulled the door shut behind him, he
looked over at me.  "What a cocksucker.  Later, roomie."  And they left.
	I peeled off my shirt, lay back, and pulled out my cock.  I jerked
on it, while I felt Marcus's cum on my face, tasting it and rubbing it over
my lips and face.  In just a couple of strokes, I shot, a big wad that
arced up and landed on my chest.


	Later than night, Brad came home to find me sitting on the couch
watching TV.  "Hey, roomie," he said as he walked in.  He flopped down on
the couch.
	I glanced over at him.  I couldn't get over how gorgeous he was.
His shirt was opened to the second button, just exposing the tops of his
broad smooth pecs.  He turned to me and looked at me straight on with his
warm blue eyes.  "About this afternoon...everything okay with you?"
	I nodded.  In fact, I had been thinking about it all night.  While
I was a little nervous about letting strangers know I liked to suck cock
like that, it had been fantastic.  "Yeah, it's okay."
	"Good," he said back. "I figured you'd be into doing a couple of
guys, but I didn't know if you'd want to blow them in particular or not."
	"Well, they were okay," I replied.  "Marcus is really hot,
actually."
	Brad nodded, taking it in.  "They really couldn't believe it, man.
But, hey, a blow job's a blow job."
	"Yeah," I said.  "You know, I don't think I want every guy in town
knowing about this."
	Brad looked at me cautiously, and then slowly nodded.  "Don't
worry.  It's not like I'm gonna tell the whole team or anything.  And they
won't tell anybody either.  If I tell anyone else, I'll be sure it'll be
somebody who's not hung up about getting sucked off."
	"Anyone else?"  I said.
	Brad laughed.  "Maybe, roomie, maybe.  We'll have to see.  I just
may have some other cocks for you to suck."  He stood suddenly, and my eyes
were drawn to his crotch.  But he turned away and started out.  "Later."


	I only sucked him off once more that week, a quick one in the
morning, him naked, straddling my chest while I lay in bed and he pulled my
head over his dick.  Then on Sunday afternoon he brought Marcus and Chuck
over again.  I was passing through the living room when I saw the three of
them sitting on the couch, laughing.
	"Hey, hey!" Brad shouted.  "The cocksucker's here."
	"Hi, faggot.  Get ready to suck some dick," Chuck said.
	I just looked over at them.  Brad motioned for me to come over and
kneel down in front of him.  I got down on my knees, and the three of them
stood up from the couch, so, as usual, my face was level with their dicks.
	They were all dressed in shorts, so I could see their strong,
muscular legs.  Brad moved in first, grabbing me by the back of the head
and pulling my face against his crotch.  He ground his cock and balls into
my face, saying "we're all real horny, faggot, so you're going to be taking
a lot of cum today."
	Brad pulled down his shorts and his half-hard cock sprung out and
floated before my face.  Grabbing it with one hand, he pushed it towards me
and said, "Open wide, cocksucker," as he drove it into my mouth.  I sucked
on Brad's beautiful cock, looking up at his perfectly muscled chest, nicely
displayed in a skin-tight T-shirt.  While I sucked him, Marcus and Chuck
shed their clothes, and I could see both them standing on either side of
Brad, with their hardening dicks floating at my eye-level.
	Three fucking hunks standing around me, three cocks to suck.  Brad
said to me, "Jerk them while you suck me," so I reached up and took hold of
Marcus's and Chuck's cock.  They both moved in close, and I jerked their
cocks, which banged against my cheeks, while Brad drove his cock in and out
of my mouth.  Brad came pretty quickly, flooding my mouth with cum.
	He pulled out and moved back, and both the other guys moved in to
take his place.  I tried to pull both their cocks in my mouth at once, but
that was pretty hard to do.  I could just get the tips of the two dicks in
my mouth, then Chuck said, "suck me first, faggot" and so I took his deep
down my throat while I continued to jerk Marcus.
	He kept up the talk while I sucked him, but, like last time, it
didn't take long for him to cum.  He poured his load down my throat and
then pulled out.  Then I pulled Marcus in.  He had the biggest and most
beautiful dick, and I loved the sight of his body while I sucked him.  He
held the back of my head gently, while I jerked his cock and sucked it
simultaneously.  When he started to shoot, I pulled his dick out so that it
was only just barely in my mouth.  I jerked it as he came, spilling his
semen onto my tongue, so I could taste its strong salty taste before
swallowing it down.
	When he was done, I expected things to finish up, but Brad, who had
gone back to sitting on the couch, got up again and came towards me.  "I
got another load for you, cocksucker," he said.  "And if they do, too, then
you'll take all three."
	Right away, Marcus and Chuck were standing there next to him again.
Marcus was in the middle, with Brad and Chuck on either side.  I was
sucking Brad while I jerked the other two.  After a minute, Brad said, "Now
suck Marcus's cock, and jerk me, faggot."  This went on for several
minutes, with Brad telling me to move from one dick to another, and jerk
the other two not in my mouth.  Brad said, "I'm getting close to shooting
my wad all over this cocksucker, what about you guys?"
	Chuck said, "Me too," but Marcus just said, "Not yet" quietly.
	Brad grabbed my head (currently it was on Chuck's dick) and pulled
it off and onto Marcus's.  "Suck his cock and make it cum," he said.  I
took Marcus deep into my throat and sucked it hard.  Brad leaned over me
towards Chuck and whispered something to him.  Chuck laughted and said
"alright!"
	After a couple of minutes, Marcus said, "I'm getting close."  Then
Brad pushed my hand away from his dick and Chuck did the same.  They both
started jerking themselves.  I felt Brad grab my hair from one side, and he
said, "Hold his fucking head."  Then Chuck grabbed my head from the other
side, and they held it tight, turning my face to point upwards.  Marcus's
cock slipped out of my mouth and he grabbed his own dick.  My face was
pointed up and I could see the three hard cocks all around me, pointing
right at my face.
	"Shoot all over this faggot cocksucker!" Brad shouted, and in a
minute his dick let loose a huge burst of cum that splattered on my cheek
and lips.  Just as his second shot hit me in the nose, I felt it from the
other side as Chuck shot all over me, mostly in my hair and my forehead.
And just a second later, Marcus shot the biggest load, onto my chin and
lips and cheeks.  They held me there, shooting all over me, until I was
covered by their semen.
	"Look at the cum-covered cocksucker," Chuck said.  I just knelt
there, with three loads down my throat and the hot cum of my three studs
all over my face and hair.  Then they moved away and pulled on their
shorts.  Brad said, "That's enough cum for the little faggot for today,"
and they walked out.
	I couldn't believe it - six loads from three real studs.  I had cum
all over me, the smell of it strong on me.  For a while I just knelt there
on the floor after they left, thinking about having the three of them
standing around me, with their dicks poking in my face.  Cum from the dicks
of the three hot hunks covered my face and dripped from my hair.

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