Date: Fri, 11 Jul 2003 08:19:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ragin Cajun <ragincajun1987@yahoo.com>
Subject: Fun on the Bayou, Part 9

This story contains graphic language and details of homosexual acts and
drug use.  If you are offended by such activities or if you are underage,
please read no further.

This is one of a several chapters about my sexual exploits in college
during the mid 1980's.  These stories are true, but please keep in mind
that most of the sexual activities noted occurred between close long-term
friends that had no possibility of being exposed to AIDS at that time.
Now, safe sex is not an option, it is a requirement.

Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent.

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MY SLUTTIEST DAY / JOSH & PHILIP

It had been a couple of weeks since the Mardi Gras party, and Carl and I
hadn't messed around in quite a while.  Thank God, Dewayne and Geoff were
horny and available during this time; otherwise, I would have gone nuts.
All of my classes were in the morning, and because I had a scholarship that
paid full tuition and board and had made beaucoup money at my part-time job
during the summer, I didn't have to work and all of my afternoons were
free.  Therefore, I would usually hook up with Dewayne and Geoff sometime
after lunch, because most of Carl's classes were in the afternoon and we
typically saw each other only in the evening.

One Friday morning after I returned from classes, I met Carl on his way
out.

"Got any plans for tonight?" He asked.

"Nah, just hanging out as usual."

"Good, don't waste any hot water I'm gone." (That was Carl's and my signal
for jerking off.)

"Oh!  Why's that?"

"We're having company tonight, and you need to save up."

"You know I'm good to go anytime."

"I know, just hold off, O.K.?"

"All right!  Who's coming over?"

"Don't worry about it.  You'll find out!"

With that, Carl left to go to class.  I then went and changed into
something more comfortable, fixed a sandwich, turned on the T.V., and
vegged out on the couch.  After 30 minutes of mindlessly looking at the
boob tube and wondering about Carl intentions, there was a knock on the
door.  I got up to answer it, and there was Kenny.

"Hey man, what's up?" He asked as I let him in.

"Oh nothing much, same shit, different day."

"You got a few minutes?"

"Yeah, what do you have in mind?"

He groped his crotch and looked at me with a wicked grin.

"Think you can help me out?" He asked.

I knew I had made a promise to Carl, but I couldn't pass this up.

"Sure, want me to blow you?"

"That's cool, but I would really like some of that hot ass."

What's a queen to do?

"O.K., come on."

Kenny and I went into my bedroom and took off our clothes.  I kneeled in
front of him and started expertly deep-throating his hot 9" piece of meat.
After I got him really hard and soaking with spit, I got the Vaseline,
kneeled on the foot of the bed, and told him to get me ready.  Kenny
quickly started fingering my hole.  When I felt that I was sufficiently
loosened, I told him to go for it.  Kenny placed some more lube on his cock
and carefully inserted it into my hole.  He slowly pumped for a few
minutes, and when he felt my ass really loosen, he began to hammer me.
Because I hadn't gotten off in a few days, I was also rock hard, and there
were a couple of times that I was close to cumming.  Thankfully, I was able
to hold off during Kenny's constant pounding, but it took all of my
will-power to control myself when he started flooding my hole with his
seed.  After he was finished, Kenny pulled out and reached for my dick, but
I pushed his hand away.

"You don't want to get off?" He asked somewhat perplexed.

"No, not now.  I made a promise to Carl to wait until tonight."

"You look like you need to cum now, though."

"I know, but I'll wait."

"You're sure?"

"I'm sure, I guess."

Kenny then went to the bathroom and cleaned up.  When he came out and got
dressed, we shot the shit for a few minutes until he had to leave for
class.

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For the next couple of hours, I watched my soaps, but the whole time, my
dick was aching for release.  I then decided to walk over to Hans and
Mack's apartment to see if they wanted to party for a while in an attempt
to get my brain out of my pants.  When I got there, I knocked three times,
but there was no answer.  I was about to head back home, when I heard the
door opening.  It was Mack.  He let me in, and I noticed that his hair was
a mess, he was wearing only underwear, and his dick appeared semi-hard.  It
was obvious that he had been sleeping.

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you." I told him.

"Don't worry about it.  I needed to get my lazy ass up any way."

"Where's Hans?  I was looking to see if you two wanted to party."

"He's over by his new girlfriend's place."

"Oh really?!"

"Yeah, he's hardly been here the last few days, and I think he may move in
with her.  Stupid fucker!  You know he has no sense when it comes to
pussy."

"I hear that!  You up for some partying?"

"Cool by me.  I just got some primo stuff last night.  Let's bust it out."

We went to Mack's bedroom, and he filled up his pipe.  We each took several
tokes, and got really buzzed.  When Mack took his last hit and handed the
pipe to me, I noticed that his briefs were tenting even more than when I
arrived.

I took my last hit, and after blowing out the smoke and placing my hand on
his bulge, said to Mack, "Looks like sleep wasn't the only think I
interrupted."

"Yeah, I guess you caught me.  I haven't cum in awhile, and I need to get
off really bad."

Mack and I hadn't fooled around since our three-way with Hans.  I knew I
should have let it go, but I had so much fun with him before that I just
couldn't.

"I guess Hans' new girlfriend has literally left you hanging, huh?" I
asked.

"Fucking A (remember that saying, I really am dating myself), you wouldn't
want to help me out, would you?"

To answer his question, I hooked my fingers under the waistband of his
briefs.  Mack lifted his hips slightly, and I pulled them off.  I looked
into his eyes, and when I saw the hungry look on his face, I bent down and
engulfed his 6" pole.  Mack began to tremble and moan as I quickly bobbed
up and down on him.  I could feel his shaft getting harder and harder, and
his balls began to draw up in his sack.  Mack only lasted a few minutes
before he began pumping stream after stream of cum in my mouth.  As a
matter of fact, one shot that occurred while he was in the back of my mouth
was so strong that it actually went into my nasal passages, and I began to
gag, but I still didn't miss a drop.  I was able to smell it for quite a
while though, which was cool.

After he was finished and I completely cleaned off any stray remnants, I
pulled off of him and exclaimed, "Fuck man, what were you trying to do,
drown me!"

While giggling, he replied, "Sorry about that, I told you I really needed
to get off."

"Well next time, I may have to wear scuba gear."

"There'll be a next time?"

"If you want."

As we were speaking, I continued to grasp Mack's dick, and it stayed rock
hard the entire time.

"Shit, you're not getting soft.  That wasn't enough?"

"No, I was hoping I could fuck you.  You can fuck me afterward."

"Thanks, but I promised Carl that I would hold off until tonight.  He's got
something up his sleeve."

"Or in his pants?" He joked.

"Maybe that too, but you can fuck me as long as you promise not to get too
excited and make me cum."

"O.K., I'll try, but next time, I owe you double, deal?"

"Deal!"

I stood up and removed my clothes.  I had Mack sit at the head of the bed
and lean on the headboard.  Because I was still "lubed" from earlier, I
kneeled over his pelvis and lowered my ass onto his dick.  As I gyrated my
hips, I looked deep into Mack's ocean blue eyes.  When we had the three-way
with Hans, it was strictly sex, with no kissing or any other sensual
contact.  I wasn't sure how Mack would feel about it, but his dick was
giving me such pleasure that I couldn't control myself.  I grabbed both
sides of his face and pulled him in for a kiss.  Mack didn't hesitate at
all, and soon, I was frantically working him with both my mouth and ass.
The intensity of the situation had caused my cock to reach a state of
arousal that hadn't happened in quite some time.  Fortunately, Mack's
shorter dick didn't overly stimulate my prostate, and I was able to control
myself.  Once I had ground on him for about 10 minutes, Mack became the
aggressive kisser, and he began to thrust his hips up into me.  I changed
positions from my knees to the balls of my feet and began to rapidly ride
him.  Mack began gasping and threw his head back, and shortly thereafter,
once again filled me with a large load.  When he was finished, he again
pulled me in for another deep kiss.

"Man, that was better than the last time." He said breathlessly.

We continued to lightly kiss for the next few minutes with his dick still
imbedded in my ass.  When I looked at the clock and saw that is was nearly
5:00, I told him that I had to get going.  I pulled off of him and sat on
the side of the bed to get dressed.

"Paul, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Have you found a roommate for next year?"

"No, not yet."

"I'm not sure what's going on with Hans, but would you want to room with
me?"

"Yeah, as long as Hans isn't around.  I love him to death, but there's no
way I could live with him."

"I know, he's not really a believer in the cleanliness is next to godliness
concept."

"No shit!!"

"Well with his new girlfriend, I really don't think we'll be rooming
together anymore."

"Tell you what.  If you're free this weekend and Hans is around, come get
me.  We'll talk, and if he definitely wants to move, I'll room with you.
Cool?"

"Cool!!"

I finished getting dressed, gave Mack a small peck on the lips, and left to
go home.

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Carl was already back by the time I arrived.  While he was dressed, I
noticed that he must have just taken a shower because his hair was still
damp.

"Where have you been?"

"Partying over by Mack's."

"Oh?!" He responded tentatively.

"Oh, what?"

"Nothing.  Look, I ordered some pizzas, and I need to head out to get us
something to drink.  Will you get the grub when it arrives?"

"Sure.  How long will it take?"

"Should be another 15 minutes or so, why?"

"Cool, that'll work.  I need to jump in the shower too."

"Good idea, you're ripe."

"Fuck you!!"

While laughing, Carl grabbed his wallet and keys and left.  I noticed that
he didn't leave any money, so I got my wallet and dropped it on the dining
room table before I went into the bathroom.

I left the bathroom door open in case the pizza delivery got there before I
got out.  While showering, I made sure to thoroughly clean - well you know
what I'd been doing all day.

As I was drying, I heard a knock on the door.  I swiftly pulled the towel
around my waist and ran to the door.  When I opened it, there were Josh and
Philip, and they had three pizzas.

Both of them were a year behind Carl and me in school.  Josh went to
L.S.U., and Philip was on a baseball scholarship at Tulane.  Josh is 5'11",
150 lbs., straight black hair (very similar to Asians and Native Americans,
even though his family immigrated directly from Croatia), and amber brown
eyes.  He has a very dark complexion, no body hair with the exception of
small patches under his arms and over his cock, and a 6.5" long, 5.5" thick
beer can dick.  By the way, Josh is also the brother of Kenny's fiancée.
Philip is 6'3", 185 lbs., light brown hair that he keeps slightly longer
than a buzz cut, and bluish green eyes.  He's extremely tanned from many
outdoor practices, and his upper body is smooth while his lower body is
extremely hairy.  From working out with the baseball team, his body was
exceptionally cut with an astounding six-pack.  His tool is equally
impressive at 8.5" long and almost 6" thick.

"Hey, this is a surprise!" I greeted them.  "Sorry about the towel, just
got out of the shower."

"No problem." Josh replied.

"Why don't you two come in and make yourselves comfortable while I get
dressed. Carl should be back shortly.  He just ran around the corner to get
us something to drink."

I let them in and went to my room to dress.  I quickly threw on a pair of
khaki shorts and a polo shirt and brushed my hair.  By the time I came back
into the living room, Carl had already returned.  We each got us a beer and
sat down in the living room to eat.  While drinking and demolishing the
three pizzas, we caught up on all the gossip from our old hometown.  You
know, who was fucking who, who was doing what, and who got into trouble.  I
also found out that Philip was currently a redshirt with a shoulder injury,
and he was sitting out for the semester to go to a rehabilitation
specialist in Houston.  That explained why he was the first one to take the
bong out of Carl's hand when we started partying.  He didn't have to worry
about a piss test for a few months.

About a half hour and a half of a quarter bag later, we were all pretty
fried.  Carl got up to go to the bathroom, and when he was finished, he
called Josh and Philip to come look at something in his room.  While I was
relaxing on the couch, I heard them laughing and carrying on.  All of a
sudden, it got really quiet, and a couple of minutes later Carl yelled,
"Paul, come see."  I knew he was up to something.

I went into his bedroom, and there before me were three gorgeous naked
bodies with three rock hard dicks.

Carl walked up to me and asked, "Want to join us?"

What a stupid question!

While I was quickly undressing, Carl whispered in my ear, "Don't let Josh
know about Kenny, or vice versa."  I nodded my consent.

"Paul, I had no idea you were in the game." Philip told me.  (Wasn't that
appropriate for a baseball player?)

"Not only am I in the game, I always up for extra innings." I replied to a
chorus of laughter.  (How's that for a comeback?)

"How long have you two been messing around?" I asked them.

"Since eight grade." Philip replied. "We starting playing around while
watching one of my brother's fuck flicks (yes, we did have VCR's back then
even if they were beta's), and Josh just couldn't keep his hands off my
dick."

"Fuck you bitch!" Josh countered. "Your mouth and ass have had their fill
of my dick and cum too."

"Well, when you're horny, you do anything to get off." Philip retorted.

"Guys, not that this isn't fun, but what's the deal?" I asked.

"I figured that you could take care of them, and they'll take care of us."
Carl said. "What do you think?"

"I like that idea.  Y'all cool with that?" I asked Josh and Philip.

"Yeah!" They responded in unison.

"OK!  Philip lay on the bed.  I'll take care of you first."

I got between Philip's legs, and after teasing him by licking his balls and
shaft, I began to give him the blowjob of his life.  When I pulled off of
his cock to lick his nuts again, I glanced over and noticed that Josh had
also started working on Carl's dick.  For the next few minutes, the room
was filled only with the sounds of Carl and Philip's moans and groans and
Josh and my slurping.  Philip came first and shot a decent sized load that
was extremely thick, and Carl came down Josh's gullet shortly thereafter.

After he calmed down, Philip motioned me to lie on my back so he could suck
me, and Carl told Josh to straddle my head and face-fuck me.  I like to say
that I had to make Philip work for it, but I was so keyed up from the
events of the day that I only lasted a few minutes before I literally
pissed my cum into Philip's mouth.  I came so much that he had a lot of
trouble swallowing it, and I could actually hear him trying to slurp it up
as well as feel my cum dripping down my shaft and into my pubes.

When I was finally finished, Philip licked up as much of my cum as he could
while he lifted my legs.  Carl handed him the Vaseline, and in no time, he
was fingering my ass (like I needed it).  Carl also put some Vaseline on
his fingers and started lubing Josh while he continued to pound his cock
down my throat.  Eventually, Philip's slipped his dick into me, which
caused me to start sucking on Josh's cock like crazy.  My sucking and
Carl's digital stimulation ultimately got the better of Josh, and soon, he
began to shoot a much larger, and sweeter, load down my throat.

While Philip continued to pound me, Carl removed his fingers from Josh's
ass, straddled my upper body, and entered Josh doggy-style.  I also started
sucking Josh's cock again, and it soon revived and was harder than before
he came.  Josh and I were seriously fucked for quite some time until Philip
and Carl couldn't hold it any longer and came in us.

I extricated myself from the pile of bodies and told Josh to lie on his
back.  I lifted his legs, put them on my shoulders, and plunged into him.
I fucked him really well for quite a while until I used his ass as a mixing
bowl for Carl's and my cum.

After cumming, I pulled out of Josh, squatted over him, and sat on his
dick.  For the second time that day, I was on the balls of my feet and
holding onto a headboard while I rode a bucking bronco.  Josh was going
absolutely nuts, but the pounding he received earlier must have gotten to
him because he wasn't able to last five minutes before he came.

Because we had each came twice, we were ready for a little rest.  We got
the bong and partied for about 20 minutes until we all got hard again.

"Josh and I have been having all of the fun.  Don't you think it's time for
you to get yours too?" I asked Philip.

"Sure, how do you want it?" He replied.

"On your back with your feet in the air." I said.

Philip lay on his back and lifted his legs.  I pushed his legs further back
and when I saw his rosebud winking at me, I couldn't control myself and
just dove into him with my tongue.  Philip must have never had anyone do
this to him before because he was in some type of blissful trance that he
didn't awaken from until I began fingering his hole while sucking his dick.
When he was reasonably loosened, I relubed my cock and plunged into him.
Philip wasn't prepared for it, so he instinctively let out a surprised
yelp.  Philip's ass was extremely hot and tight, but I was able to fuck him
really hard for quite some time before I came again.

When I was finished, Carl replaced me in Philip's ass, while I once again
squatted and rode Philip.  Carl came first, and as soon as he pulled out of
Philip, he got up, retrieved his clothes, and left the room.  Philip then
slowly sat up and rolled me on my back, without removing his dick, and
nailed me for quite a while longer before he finally came again.  Like
Carl, once he was done, Philip also retrieved his clothes and left the
room.

Everyone had now gotten off three times with the exception of Josh.  When
Philip left, I looked at Josh, who had been sitting next to us frantically
jerking himself while I was fucked, and asked if he wanted some more ass.
Before I could even finish the sentence, Josh jumped across the bed and
landed between my legs, which he quickly placed upon his shoulders.  For
the sixth time that day, my ass was once again filled.  Josh was able to
hold off for a while this time, and he fucked me so well that I came
hands-free just from the stimulation to my prostate.  My orgasm was so
powerful that I involuntarily clamped down so tightly with my ass muscles
that it caused Josh to cum with an intensity that made his body start
shaking as if he were having a seizure.

"Fuck!  That was awesome.  I haven't cum so much or so hard in a long
time." Josh gasped after he calmed down.

"Same here, man."

"You're one hot mother fucked!  You must do this alot?"

"You have no idea." I responded while laughing to myself.

"Would you have problem if we did this again sometime?  With Philip in New
Orleans, I don't have a buddy nearby to get me off if I can't find some
snatch."

"Hell no, I wouldn't have problem.  I'll help you out any time you need
it."

"Cool!"

We then got out of the bed, got dressed, and joined Carl and Philip in the
living room.  For the next couple of hours, we partied and shot the shit
until Philip began to slowly fade out, and they had to leave.

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After they left, Carl looked at me and asked, "Well, did you have fun
tonight?"

"What do you think?" I responded with a shit-eating grin.

"I thought so!"

"Yeah, tonight was definitely cool, but are we alright?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"You've seemed kind of distant lately.  We haven't fooled round, you know
just you and me, for ages, and you've been staying in your room and keeping
to yourself."

"I've been busy with school."

"Bullshit!  What's the real reason?"

After pausing and thinking for a few minutes, Carl finally replied, "You
remember how when we first started messing around and you told me about
your being gay that I told you not to fall for me."

"Uh huh."

"Well, I've sensed that is what's happening, and I didn't want to lead you
on."

"Is that all?"

Again, after a few minutes of silence, Carl said, "Not really.  I'll also
be leaving in a few weeks, and I guess I wanted to ease the break
somewhat."

When Carl said that, it hit me like a ton of bricks.  Until then, I didn't
really realize how soon he would be moving out and how much I was going to
miss him.  I just had to get away to think.

"Don't worry about it, man." I told him.  "We'll be fine.  I'm not in love
with you or anything.  We're just having fun.  It's really late.  Maybe, we
should talk about this later."

"Yeah, I guess so.  Well, good night." He said as he got up and went in his
room.

When I got to my room, I shut the door and fell on my bed.  I began to sob,
and eventually cried until my tear ducts ran dry.  I just couldn't believe
that "we" wouldn't be rooming together anymore.  I tossed and turned for
the next few hours until I eventually fell asleep.

Somewhere around 4:00 a.m., I awoke with a start.  I had been having a wild
sex dream.  The sex wasn't unusual but what was unusual was the fact that
Carl wasn't in the dream.  While several guys were involved, I was able to
distinctly remember having sex with Josh and Dewayne and "making love(?)"
with Mack.  It was weird, but I was suddenly very calm.  Finally it dawned
on me, Carl may be leaving, but my life was not over.  I would now have the
possibility of finding someone who felt about sex the same as I.

TO BE CONTINUED

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