Date: Tue, 12 Jun 2012 11:11:11 -0500 From: John Smith <ohwantanabe@gmail.com> Subject: In Service Chapter 1 Don't read this if you aren't of legal age to view this where you live. It contains sexually explicit material. All names, places, and events are entirely fictional, and any similarities to real-life events are entirely coincidental. Rights to this story lie exclusively with Nifty and myself. If you wish to reproduce it in part or in whole, contact me. Do not do so otherwise. I'd love to hear critiques or just if you liked it. My email is ohwantanabe@gmail.com * * * "Haha,"I giggle as I run down the hallway," Can't catch me!" Reaching into my pants to grab my keys, I quickly unlock my dorm room door and bolt inside, closing the door behind me, right in my boyfriend's face. I jump into the bed on the left side of the room, that's mine. The one on the right is my roommate's, but I asked him for some privacy tonight, so he's probably off fucking some girl. As my boyfriend opens the door I bury my head in my pillow, pretending to be asleep with my butt up in the air. "Come on now,"I hear, as I feel his footsteps coming closer. "I know you aren't asleep." He's right by my bed, and the bed shakes as he gets in, then kneels with his knees on either side of my thighs. Even through both of our jeans I can feel his warmth. "Ah, you want me to take it. I see." I mumble something into the pillow, knowing it'll be muffled. "What's that? I thought you were asleep. Naughty boy, pretending like that." He starts sliding my pants down to my thighs. I'm wearing some tightie whities with aliens on them. I wiggle my bum further up. Smack! He slaps my butt really hard. I can't help but cry out into the pillow. Smack! "Ungh," I go. Smack! "Ungh," I go. "Turn over, I want to see your face," He lets me know. I wiggle over onto my back. My boyfriend is so sexy. He's of Latin descent, brown eyes, skin much darker than my pale irish tone. He has sizable lips, with a lip ring on the lower one. On his eyebrow is another piercing, and his hair is punked out. Mostly black but with a bit of blue and pink. He's smirking at me. "Love you," I venture, propping myself up on my elbows. "I know." I hate it when he doesn't say it back to me. "Suck me off," he says while unzipping, and leans over, shoving his crotch into my face. He smells amazing. Raunchy, with a bit of the soap he uses. I pull his pants down to his knees and he shakes them the rest of the way off. I put my lips to his underwear, and start sucking at the bulge there. "Ahhh. Ahhh, fuck." He cries," Suck it." Putting my fingers down the front of his briefs, I pull them down. His eight-incher flops out and pokes me in the face. I grab it then put it to my mouth. He pushes past my lips, then a little further. I take a breath, then he shoves it down my throat. I used to gag a lot, but I must have calluses back there by now though. He's straddling my head and pushes me down on my pillow. He pulls back his hips, pulling back, letting me catch my breath, then thrusts forward. His cock hits the back of my throat again. He stays with his pubes up against my face for what seems like minutes. I really need a breath. I start to squirm a bit and I'm coughing. He pulls out suddenly then slams back in. He's fucking my face with abandon now. I can feel his sweat drip from his pubes onto my face. He's going at it like crazy, punching my tonsils. Then his body starts to spasm, and he stops thrusting. I can feel his nuts contracting on my chin. Hot cum pours down my throat. Before he's done, he pulls out a bit and lets the last bit out on my lips. He straightens up a bit, then falls on his back. "Fuck you have a hot mouth." Grabbing his arms, I pull myself up and lie on his chest, face to face. His eyes are closed and he's just beginning to breathe normally. I kiss him with my cummy lips. "Eww," he says as he opens his eyes. Looking into mine he replies," Love you too." * * * This is my second story I've submitted to nifty, if you wish to read more of my work, here's a link http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/made/