Date: Sat, 01 Apr 2006 09:34:00 -0600
From: James <boggleguy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Blowing Brian

I was on a trip with my college band, and I was in my hotel room with one
of the guys I was rooming with, his name is Brian.

I was a little uncomfortable there with him, because he is gay, and I am
not out yet.  What makes that uncomfortable is that I know he knows and its
awkward for me to pretend otherwise.

I was sitting on the bed watching TV and he was getting out of the shower
and just kind of piddling around the room in his underwear, I guess getting
ready for bed, or maybe to go somewhere, that is one of the few blurry
details in the dream.

Brian is shorter than me, I'm 6ft 4, and he is about 5ft 8 or 9, a thin guy
average frame.  From the look of things though, frame was the only thing
that's average.  While he is walking around the room I can't seem to stop
staring at his package.  I guess I stared too long because after a while I
noticed that I was staring at a bulge that was no longer moving around the
room.

I nervously let my eyes move up his still slightly damp body and noticed
that what I feared was happening.  He had caught me staring, and was
standing there with his hands on his hips and a big cocky smirk on his face
watching me gawk at his package.

I didn't know what to say, but he did: "Like what you see?"

All I could say was "uhhhhm... whatdya mean?"

He just laughed and said: "If your so fascinated by my dick I can give you
a closer look" With that he walked towards me, since I was sitting and he
was standing his bulge was at eye level.  I kept shifting my focus from his
package to his evil grin, back and forth until he was standing just inches
in front of me.

Then he put his thumbs inside his waistband and slid his underwear down,
letting them drop to the floor.  At least I assume they made it to the
floor, my eyes were locked on his cock, which was so close to my face I
could feel the heat coming off of it.

I was terrified, but he seemed to be enjoying it because his cock started
to get hard.  It slowly moved upward, more and more until I felt it make
contact with my chin.  At that point I finally looked up at his face, he
was still standing there with that grin, that fucking grin.  This was
killing me and he knew it!

His cock kept getting harder and I felt it rub from my chin, up past the
corner of my mouth, and along my cheek, all without him even moving his
hands off of his hips.

Then he put a hand on the back of my head, and took his big hard cock in
his other hand.  I looked up, now completely helpless.  He smiled and said,
"Its OK buddy, nobody has to know, and we both know you've wanted this for
a while."  While he said that he rubbed the head of his nice warm dick
across my bottom lip.

He pulled it about an inch away from my face, and I finally started to
completely give in.  I leaned in towards it... but before I got my mouth on
it he pulled back and slapped me in the face with his cock.  This pissed me
off to no end, but it got even worse when I heard him laughing.

"You must really want this cock to let me fuck with you this way." And as
he said it he dick slapped me across the face again.

That was too much, it was awkward enough being in this position but now I
had completely lost control of the situation.  I decided that I had to stop
this NOW, after all, nothing had actually happened yet, I could still
escape with some dignity.  I was going to tell him off then go down to the
hotel bar and have a drink.  I looked up and started to say "FUCK YOU" but
I didn't actually get to say it...

As soon as my mouth opened he slid his cock across my lips and into my
mouth stopping just after he got the dick head in.  He must have sensed
that my defiant mood, but after about 30 seconds I lost the ability to
pretend anymore.  That's when he pointed something out.  "If you really
didn't want this, you probably would have pulled away."  That's when I
notice he had taken his hand off the back of my head.

Realizing I was exposed I leaned forward slightly, taking more of his cock
into my mouth.  At this point he started to back up, and I leaned more
forward because I didn't want him to take it out, I was caring less and
less about anything except for keeping my mouth on his dick.  Finally, he
had backed up enough that I had to slide out of my sitting position on the
bed and into a kneeling position on the floor.

Once he had me on my knees I was officially a goner.  He put both hands on
the back of my head and pushed slowly pushed his cock all the way into my
throat.  The final death knell to my pride and resistance, I looked up at
his face to see the smirk had turned from merely cocky to triumphant.

"Yeah BITCH, if you do a good job I might let you do this on a regular
basis."  I could only respond by gagging a bit and working even harder to
take all of his cock, until my upper lip was buried in his pubes and his
balls were on my chin.

There I was, on my knees, and there voluntarily.  Brian continued to fuck
my face , taking the occasional break to pull out and slap me with it, or
sometimes hold it just out of reach of my mouth and tongue and chuckling at
how eagerly I would try to get my mouth back on it.

After he had had enough of my mouth, he pulled his cock out, slapped me
with it one more time and said "GET UP"

Which I did, then he instructed me: "Strip"

Which I did.

Then he pushed me backwards on the bed, and put his hands behind my knees,
and onto the back of my thighs... pushing my knees up by my ears.

I said "WAIT, WHAT...UHH.."

He slid my legs onto his shoulders, and put his cock head against my ass.
Then he said "I'm not going to fuck you unless you ask me to"

Before I could even think I almost yelled "PLEASE"

He just laughed; 'That's not way to ask, make me believe it bitch!"

"PLEASE FUCK ME, PLEASE!"

He was a lot more amused by this request, but still I hadn't done well
enough.  "Try one more time."

"Please SIR, PLEASE fuck your bitch's ass."

"And who exactly is my bitch?" he asked,

"I am sir..."

I had a brief realization, or I should say a brief moment of disbelief at
what I had just said, at what I was doing, what I was begging for, what he
had turned me into.

Then he slid in.  WOW, it hurt, he slowly but surely pushed all the way in.
He kind of caressed my left thigh, which was still on his shoulder and said
"Its OK, it will only hurt for a minute then your going love it."  Then he
leaned over and kissed my thigh.  This moment of tenderness was SO fucking
hot, but the next moment, where he slapped my ass and said "Yeah, you'll
LOVE it" was even hotter.

He was right, after the pain started to subside I DID love it!  He slowly
worked up to a steady pace of pounding my ass.  The whole time reminding me
of times I had been less than nice to him, times I had brushed him off, or
been indifferent and aloof.  "Those days are over" he said, "things are
VERY different now"

I didn't fully realize how different until I was wiping his dried cum off
my chest and chin.  He had managed to stay pretty clean, other than his
cock... which I am glad to say he let me clean off for him....


To be continuted...