Date: Sun, 12 Feb 2012 12:53:13 -0800 (PST)
From: Take Notice <notice.take@yahoo.com>
Subject: G; 'Southern Hospitality Part 3' {Rodney Jake} (M MM 1st anal ws bear coll fat hair  ) [3! ]

I sat there stunned.  Things had taken a wild turn.  I wasn't sure what
to do.  I was holding the crusty shirt in my hand, staring at it
nervously when Andrew said, "Listen.  Don't pretend for one second like
you don't want this.  I read a lot more on your internet history than
that fucking website.  And to be honest, you're going to get this whether
you like it or not."  He gripped the bulge in his sweatpants.  "Now take
off your shirt, and put it on."

I couldn't believe I was doing it.  But I did.  I took off my shirt,
pulled the balled up crusty shirt apart, and pulled it over my head,
still unable to make eye contact with him.  To my embarrassment, I could
feel my dick getting hard in my pants, and fast.  I left my old shirt on
my lap to hide it, but to my dismay Andrew continued "Now your pants."  I
slowly started to unbutton my pants, and slid them off me, sitting with
my underwear tenting out as Andrew looked on.  "Jesus,  you really do
like this.  I'd say you were acting like a woman but I got to be honest,
I don't know many women who would wear a shirt covered in my old cum."
He thought this was really funny and he laughed.

"I'll tell you what.  I'm not even going to make you do anything.  I'm
just going to stand here and let you do whatever you want."  With that,
he stepped over me on the chair, and his crotch was right in my face.  I
uncomfortably shifted.

"Listen Andrew.  You're a cool guy, but I don't know about this.  I mean
we're roommates.  What if things get weird?"

"If things get weird?!  kyle, you're sitting in your underwear and a
cum-soaked shirt a used as a rag two days ago, that you kept," he was
laughing now, "and to top it all off, you're soaking through your fucking
shorts right now you're so turned on."  I looked down, and could see a
large wet spot forming where the top of my dick head was pressed against
the cotton.  "I'd say things are pretty fucking weird already.  Looks
like you've got a real monster there"  He laughed again.  My cock was
average, but not huge.  "Listen bitch, I'm not asking you to be my
fucking girlfriend.  I'm telling you to suck on my knob."  My head was
swimming.  I started to run out of excuses as my sex drive began making
decisions for me.  I reached forward slowly, and began to feel his dick
through the material of his sweatpants.  It was still soft, but had a
heft to it.  I loved the feel of it, and began exploring further,
wrapping my hand around it's thick circumference.  Fuck it I thought.  I
reached up slowly and pulled down on the elastic waist band, the base of
his fat dick was just coming into view when he stopped me.  I looked up,
my eyes almost pleading.  "Listen Kyle.  I'm serious.  Don't start
something now that you aren't going to finish.  I have no patience for a
cock tease."  I looked down, back at his growing package.  I started to
pull down the waistband again, "Go ahead girl."

This comment kind of annoyed me, but I let it go, as I lowered his sweats
to his knees, over his massive, tree trunk legs covered in hair.  His
cock was hanging long, and getting thicker and harder.    He grabbed it
by the base, and slapped it against my face, letting it roll around as I
sat embarrassed.  He was laughing.  I grabbed his legs as he rubbed it
around on me more, a massive amount of precum dripping off of it.  He
shoved my head into his groin, and began to hump my face, his sweaty
pubes rubbing up against it as his belly rubbed up against my hair.  I
was in heaven.  All I wanted to do was to get his fat cock head in my
mouth.  As if reading my mind, he said "Go ahead bitch.  Suck my dick."
I leaned forward and took the fat mushroom head into my mouth.  Once
again, Andrew moaned loudly. "Yeah bitch, take that dick."

I started licking around his head, trying to pull some of the precum out
of his cock.  His hands roamed lazily through my hair as my hands wrapped
around his ass.  I felt his grip on my head get stronger as he said "come
on bitch, open wide."  He started inching his cock, now a rigid 8.5
inches deeper into my mouth.  I could feel his cock head pressing against
the back of my throat.  His cock was as fat as he was, and it wasn't
going to fit, not that it stopped him from trying.

He pushed hard and I could feel it entering my throat.  I started to gag,
which made him laugh.  His hand dropped to catch saliva (and precum)
pouring from my mouth as I choked on it, "careful cunt, you almost messed
on the carpet."  With that, he rubbed the saliva on my forehead, cramming
more of his cock in my throat.  I felt the head pop into my throat and
start inching deeper.  I breathed through my nose as my throat gripped
his shaft.  Finally he gave one last push and I felt his hairy belly
pressing into my forehead and his pubes tickling my nose.  "There you go
bitch.  You're a fucking natural.  That slut rachel can't even take my
whole cock in her mouth and look at you, first try.  Now hold it there
bitch."  His hands held my head firm on his dick as he began backing up,
towards his desk.  I had no choice but to follow shuffling out of my
chair onto my knees, with his cock down my throat.  He pulled me across
the room awkwardly where he grabbed his cell phone off of his desk.  He
pulled his dick out slightly, giving me a little room to gasp a much
needed full breath, when I heard the click of his cell phone taking a
picture.  I looked up to his smiling face, "You just looked so happy with
my cock in your mouth I wanted to save the moment."  He shoved his dick
back in, hard and took another picture.   He tossed his cell phone back
on his desk and started face fucking me with both hands on the back of my
head, him standing, me kneeling.  His massive form towered over me as his
fat dick pistoned in and out of my gaping mouth.  This went on for about
fifteen minutes, by which time my chin and t shirt was soaked with saliva
and precum.  He pulled his dick out, slapped me a couple times with it,
and laid back in his bed.  He pulled off his shirt, revealing a large,
hairy, pudgy form.  His belly was massive, and he had a couple stretch
marks.  He had what some would describe as man boobs, also covered in
hair.  Realistically, most women would probably never fuck somebody like
Andrew.  He was a fat, hairy, impolite slob.  But my eyes were glued to
the massive cock dripping in my spit.  "Take your underwear off slut.
All i want to see you in is that cum rag of a shirt you're wearing."  I
dropped my underwear and climbed up on the bed.  "Nice cock," he laughed
sarcastically.  Mine was much smaller than his.  Disregarding it, I
sucked down his rod again, and he again started to face fuck me.  This
went on for around 20 minutes, with him talking shit the entire time.
"Who's your fucking daddy now bitch?  You like daddy's cock?"  For a
while he forced me to suck his massive hairy balls, having fun for a
while trying to get me to suck both at once.  "One day bitch.  One day."

After another ten minutes of cock sucking, I could feel his balls tighten
up to his shaft.  I kept sucking, wondering what to do if he started to
cum.  I didn't have to wonder long because, with some loud moans, Andrew
yelled "Take that fucking cum fag" his hands gripped the back of my head
hard, cramming it between his legs to the base of his cock.  Then he,
began shooting cum into my well-worn throat.  Shot after shot of cum
poured out of his dick as he yanked it from my mouth and sprayed it al
over my face.  Finally, he shot a few more rounds onto my already cum
covered shirt.  "Put it back in your mouth."  I grabbed his slimy,
softening cock, and put it back in my mouth, sucking it clean.  After a
minute he pulled out, "cut it out bitch.  Shit's sensitive."  Then he
rubbed it off in my hair, laughing.  I sat there stunned.  He hefted his
big hairy body off of the bed, his belly hanging from his torso.  I
couldn't believe this fat, hulking southerner was my first gay
experience.  He looked down at the sheets. "Fuck slut, you creamed
yourself just licking my dick?  You got my bed all dirty.  Lick that shit
up."  I was embarrassed, having cum already, and felt strangely guilty
for what had happened.  I snapped back when he said "I said lick it up."

Something had changed within me.  I leaned forward, still embarrassed,
and began licking up my own semen.  I turned to see Andrew taking more
pictures with his cell phone as I was on all fours in his bed, my cock
still dripping, licking up my own cum.  My ass hung out from the now
freshly cum-soaked t-shirt i was wearing, and my face and hair were
dripping in the massive load Andrew had sprayed all over me.  I
remembered him taking the pictures earlier.

"Andrew please delete those pictures." I begged him.  "They could ruin
me.  I don't want to be out of the closet and I can't let people know I'm
gay."

Andrew responded laughing, his fat cock swinging beneath his legs as he
walked over and sat next to me on the bed.  He put his arm around me
tenderly and spoke softly, "Listen bitch.  These are my pictures on my
cell phone.  I didn't force you to do anything.  Do you think you're
really in a position to be telling me what to do right now?  You're
dripping head to toe in my semen."  He laughed, and took another picture,
just to make his point.  "It isn't up to you what I do with these
pictures.  That's just true.  Even if you suck my dick every night for
the next year, which you will, you still aren't going to be able to tell
me what to do with these pictures.  So get it out of your head.  He
tussled my hair and added, "Get to bed.  We're going to have a big day
tomorrow."

I stood up, head still spinning, and wandered over to the door, pulling a
towel around me.  "Where the fuck do you think you're going?"

"Shower" I mumbled, and left the room.  I walked through the short
hallway to the bathroom that we shared with four other rooms.  When I
went into the bathroom, to my horror, I saw our R.A. Simon.  Simon was a
short, pudgy latino who wore braces and was constantly running his
mouth.  Simon looked at me and I quickly blew by him to jump in the
shower, hoping he hadn't figured out that the slime covering my shirt
face and hair was Andrew's cum.

I let the hot water wash over me, then heard Andrew step into the
bathroom.  "Hey Simon, how's it going."  I heard Simon whisper something
to Andrew to which he responded loudly,"Oh that?  Kyle was just helping
me out with something in the room, weren't you Kyle?"  I didn't respond,
turning bright red in the shower, wishing I could evaporate.  I heard
Andrew step into one of the bathroom stalls, "I gotta take a shit."  I
breathed a sigh of relief when I heard Simon awkwardly excuse himself.  I
loathed to think of what must be running through his head."  When I was
done showering, Andrew was still in the stall.  The entire bathroom
reeked.  I turned off the shower, dried quickly and went back into the
room where I climbed in bed, leaving the light on.

Andrew stepped into the room.  I looked over and realized, he was still
completely naked, likely further hinting to Simon what had happened
between us.  "Hey slut you want to sleep in my bed tonight?"  I lifted my
head off the pillow, more surprised than anything.  "I'm kidding you dumb
bitch.  haha.  You fucking wish.  I'll give you more dick in the
morning."  With that, he climbed into bed, rocking me back and forth as
he settled into place, and said "Goodnight bitch.  It's gonna be a good
year."   He rolled over and started snoring loudly.

My mind reeling, I drifted off to sleep, wondering what the rest of the
year would bring.