Date: Wed, 27 Aug 2003 09:51:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: BA
Subject: Frank & Me - Part 7

Disclaimer: This story is written by an adult, for adults, and about
adults. This neither intended for nor should be read by anyone under 18
years of age or living in a community where such literature is illegal.


Frank & Me -- Part 7


After the threesome with my roommate Todd and our dorm neighbor Jon, my ass
still hurt like hell, but the exhilaration that I had experienced was mind
blowing. I wanted more, but knew that my ass couldn't take it right
away. Jon smeared some medicated ointment around the outside of my asshole
to relieve soreness. I had not really gotten the rest I originally came
back to my dorm for, so Todd and Jon left to let me sleep a few hours.

Someone gently shook me awake. "Scott, it's about six o'clock. Do you think
it's about time to get up?" Todd asked.

"Morning or evening?" I asked him, truly not sure if it was day or night
since the room shades were pulled.

"Dinner time," he replied. "Get up, take a shower, get dressed and we'll
get something to eat."

Well, I was hungry, so that sounded like a good plan to me. After getting
ready, Todd and Jon said that we were going to someplace new. Just before
we left our dorm the phone rang.

"Hello?" Todd answered. "Yeah, he's here. Hold on a second. Scott, it's for
you."

I grabbed the phone, "Yeah?"

"Scott, it's me," Frank said on the other end. "I've been waiting for you
to call. When are you coming over?" he asked.

"Well, my roomie and our neighbor were taking me to dinner, and I was going
to come over after that," I told him. "If you haven't already eaten, would
you like to join us. Todd's treat!"

"The fuck it is," Todd interrupted.

"Yea, I'll join you," Frank answered, "but I'll pick you guys up."

"Sounds fine to me. We'll see you out front," I told him as I hung up.

"Why the fuck did you say I was paying?" Todd inquired sternly.

"You'll like Frank," I told them. "Frank likes to fuck and suck just like
us, so if you're really nice to him, maybe we can go and party at his house
later."

"Okay, that's fuckin' fine with me," Todd exclaimed.

We met Frank outside the dorm's main entrance. Introductions were made and
we all piled in Frank's car. I sat in front with Frank while Jon and Todd
sat in the back seat. Todd directed Frank to a new tavern just off
campus. Todd explained that the front section was a restaurant and the back
area was a bar with a dance floor. It wasn't until after we were seated
that I noticed there were no females in the entire place.

"Todd, is this a gay club?" I inquired.

"Yea, isn't it great. No chicks, no breeders," he answered. "Remember I
told you I went to lunch with some guys today? Well, this is where we
came."

"So, Frank," Jon said, "how long have you and Scott been fuckin' around."

"Well aren't you direct," Frank replied, looking at me for direction, not
knowing if I wanted him to say anything or not.

"Just a day more than you, Todd, and I have been fuckin'," I told Jon.

"Interesting," Jon said with a smirk. "So, who is the best fucker?" Jon
asked me.

Not wanting to insult anyone by suggesting someone else was better, I
decided to change the topic. "So, Todd, what else is here beside the
restaurant?" They all got my point.

Todd said, "Well, like I said earlier, there is the bar and dance floor,
then a little further back is a game area with pool tables, darts, pinball
and some video games, and then in the very back is an activity area."

Being a bit naïve, I asked, "what's in the activity area?"

"Just guys," Todd replied with a grin. Frank and Jon laughed, but I
apparently missed the joke.

There was more talk during dinner about the typical stuff -- sex, school,
sex, work, sex, movies, sex . . . well, you get the idea. After dinner we
made our way back to the bar.

"Well, in honor of Scott's cherry pop, the first round is on me," Todd
announced.

"Todd, just order me a draft. I'll be back in a minute, I have to take a
piss," I said. With that I made my way to the restroom sign across the
dance floor.

I walked into the john and saw that all the urinals and stalls were
full. Then the far end stall door opened and a cute guy walked out still
zipping him jeans. I made a beeline for the stall. As I passed him, he
smiled and said, "Have fun!" What the fuck that meant, I had no idea.

I entered the stall and locked the door. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled
my cock out to piss. As a stream of pee flowed from me I began to look
around the stall reading all the pornographic graffiti. Then to my right I
noticed a good size hole in the wall between stalls. I bent down a little
to look through and saw an eye looking back at me. I froze, and then
quickly realized that it must be a glory hole that I've read about on the
Internet. I looked again and saw someone's finger poking through the hole
motioning me to come closer. The finger was then replaced by a
tongue. Well, no one had to hit me over the head with a brick.

I finished my piss and shook it dry. I simply turned to my right and placed
the tip of my cock on the tongue sticking through the hole. It swirled
around my cock head causing an erection. When I was fully hard, I pushed my
cock at the mouth on the other side of the hole. I buried my dick in the
hole until my balls were against the plastic partition. Suddenly I felt the
mouth slide down the length of my dick and suck. The tongue swirled around
it as the mouth went on and off my cock. The feeling was incredible, and
the thought of an anonymous person getting me off was just too much. I
heard myself moaning from pleasure. The mouth continued to suck, moving
faster and faster on my cock. My legs got weak, so I grabbed the top of the
stall to hold myself up. The sucking continued for quite some time, which I
actually lost track of. The sensation of public sex and anonymity was so
erotic I couldn't hold back any longer. I heard myself moan out loud, as I
shot my load deep into my mystery
 man's mouth. He sucked me dry until I had no more to give. Once he left my
cock, I knew playtime was all over. I pulled my cock out of the wall and
buttoned my fly before leaving the stall. As I walked, several other guys
were waiting in line to go in. I smiled at the first guy and repeated my
predecessor, "Have fun!"

When I got back to the bar, Todd, Jon, and Frank were drinking, laughing,
talking, and generally having a good time. Jon looked at me, "It took you
fuckin' long enough. What happened? Did ya fall in?"

"Just a long line and a long piss," is all I answered with a grin.

After finishing our drinks Frank grabbed me around my waist. "Well I want
to dance," he said and led me to the floor by the hand. Todd and Jon
followed.

We danced in a foursome and in pairs, switching partners each tune. After
almost an hour of bumping and grinding our asses and crotches into each
other, we went back to the bar and got more beers.



After we finished that round of drinks Todd suggested that we go to the
game room or the activity area. "Let's go to the back room," Jon
requested. No one objected, so we walked past the amusement games into the
back room.

The back room was semi dark, so our eyes had to adjust to the light
level. Once we could see, I for one couldn't believe what I was seeing.

(More to cum . . .)