Date: Tue, 19 Jun 2007 00:30:04 -0600
From: L B <mntdewlove69@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Please"

PLEASE

By

Mntdewlove69


I know this may sound rather absurd, but I have come to the conclusion that
there is no other six-letter word in the English language that is as potent
as PLEASE.  You see, when adding this simple word to a request or inquiry,
one feels more inclined or obligated to fulfill the inquisition. For
example: one's Mother may ask, "Will you PLEASE take out the trash."  And
since Mother used the "magic word" as we are often told growing up, the
request of the trash being taking out is completed.  Webster's Dictionary
defines please as..."to make happy or satisfied."  So it is easy to notice
why so many people often find it hard to say no when one is put in this
situation, no matter how unusual the request may seem.

This story all started to unfold during my freshman year at Duke (the year
before the scandal) after a hard day of lacrosse practice. I, Roger
Johnston, began succumbing to the word PLEASE on many of occasions, and my
roommate, Matt Greer, took full advantage!

First time...

As Matt and I were eating dinner in the student union, he began to complain
about practice.

"Fuck man, what was coach's problem, he was riding my ass all throughout
practice.  Wouldn't give me a fucking break," whined Matt.

"Well dude what do you expect.  He knows you're the best athlete on the
team, and when you're not giving it your all, that's what happens," I
replied.

"Whatever you say, but now my legs and lower back are killing me."

"Why didn't you stay after and get a massage or soak in the tub?"

"What and listen to coach yell at me, no fucking thanks!"

"Don't come complaining to me when you're all sore tomorrow because your
bitch ass couldn't take a little yelling at."

"Thanks a lot dickhead...I won't!"

"Oh don't be a fucking baby, you know I was just fucking with you!"

"Yeah, I know."



We finally finished eating and headed to our dorm room and as soon as we
were in the confines of the dorm, both of us striped down to our normal
attire (shorts and nothing else) and flopped onto our beds.  Even though I
not gay, it was always hard not to stare at Matt's gorgeous tanned
physique, not that I'm a troll.  I don't have a problem getting dates. I
stand 6'1" 170 lbs, green eyes and dark brown hair, normal athletic body
that I shave (except for my pubes) every week to keep smooth, but fuck, I'm
no Matt.  He stands 6'3" weighing 195 lbs with blue eyes and light brown
hair, and according to all the girls he has dated, he has the cutest little
dimples.  He also has a nice pair of guns that are extremely cut, a smooth
chest and back that looks as if they were chiseled from a rock, a V-shaped
torso with a happy trail leading into his shorts, and legs are nice with
thighs and calves to die for.  We started shooting the shit about other
guys on the team, coach, classes, this coming up weekend, and of course
girls and before we knew it a couple hours had past.

"Fuck man, it's 10:00 o'clock and I still need to do my reading for
physiology class," I complain.

"Yeah me too, but I can't concentrate, I'm too fucking sore."

"I told you.  You should've stayed after practice and gotten a massage or
something."

"I know...I know, but who needs to stay after practice when I have the best
roommate in all the land to give me a massage."

"Sorry dude, I'm not fucking massaging you."

"Come on dude, I would do it for you."

"Fuck you, no you wouldn't, besides I wouldn't need one because I would've
stayed after practice and at least soaked in the tub."

"Not the point, and you know I would totally give you one if you really
needed it."

"No dude."

"Come on Johnston?"

"No Matt."

"PLEASE!"

"No"

"PLEASE!!!!!"

"FINE! Just stop fucking whining."

"Sweet!"

"Get in the chair and I'll massage your shoulders."



"My shoulders don't hurt that bad, it's my legs and lower back that are
really killing me, so I'll need to lie down."



"Seriously man?"

"Come on Roger, it is no big deal, PLEASE."

"Fine fucker."



So there I was making my way over to where my roommate was lying on his
stomach shirtless, awaiting his massage, and for some reason I had a huge
lump in my throat and my heart starting pounding faster and faster.  I
coughed a little trying to dislodge the lump as I climbed up on Matt's
single bed. Trying to calm myself down, I quickly spread Matt's legs and
slapped his ass; laughing and telling him he better not get a fucking
boner.  He just laughed and said he'll try not to.  Wanting to get this
over quickly, I swallowed again and then straddled him and gently sat upon
his firm ass.

"Fuck you weigh a ton!" Matt said laughing.

"HA HA HA!"

I leaned forward placing both my hands on each one of his shoulders and
squeezed gently.  I began to knead his shoulders a little rougher, trying
to release the knots that I felt.  Moans would escape Matt's mouth with
every downward thrust of my hands.  I would then allow them to roam all
over his entire back, starting down the spine until I reached the waistband
of his shorts and then pressing downward I would trace back up to his
shoulders squeezing them again upon my return.  Once more the moans would
come, followed by, "Fuck yeah, that feels great Rog, do it a little harder
on the way up."  I continued this alternating pattern and couple more
times, and finally on the last one, I slowly moved my entire body down his
legs and simply stopped my hands at his lower back and began to knead it
with my thumbs.  Matt's little moans and groans were continual now and
driving me fucking crazy as I was becoming aroused.  And because of this
arousal I was a little more adventurous with my thumbs.  Not only did I
continue to manipulate his lower back with them, I let them pull back on
his waistband causing the top of his buttock to appear. Since I got no
protest what so ever from Matt I began to massage his ass as well.

Matt just moaned "Oh...oh...yeah...fuck" over and over again.  By the time
I started on his legs, I was pitching the biggest fucking tent!  A whole
entire Boy Scout troop of twenty could've slept underneath it.  I had him
move up closer to the headboard so I would have more room.  And I worked
his legs over just as thoroughly as I did the rest of his body.  I thought
since I was having trouble keeping my hands off his ass, that I should
start with his feet.  So, I took each foot one by one and worked them over
as well as I could with fingers, but Matt was a little ticklish, so I
didn't spend that much time on his feet.  Next were the "to die for"
calves.  Each one was rock solid and curved perfectly as to allow the
illusion that each one was in fact a huge bicep.  I gave each calf a deep
penetrating massage. Finally came the hamstrings, and since they were
covered mostly by Matt's shorts, it allowed me the opportunity to place my
hands up his shorts.  As my hands roamed and pressed up his shorts I
finally realized that Matt was still wearing his jockstrap.  I was on my
knees behind him as to get some great leverage and would stroke both of his
hamstrings by pressing down hard and move upward until my hands would make
contact with the lower part of his ass.  I would let my hand rest there a
second and then press down hard again moving backwards, all the while Matt
would release his moans and groans, again causing the enormous tent to
build in my pants.  For some reason I didn't want this to end, so I
continued working this part for another good five minutes.  My hard cock
began to leak causing a wet spot to form on the front of my shorts.  I knew
I would have to stop soon or I would blow a load in my shorts, I also
didn't want Matt to get too suspicious; so I slapped his ass really hard
and replied,

"DONE! Unless you want to turn over and I can do your upper thighs?"

Before he responded I couldn't believe what I had just said. If he turned
over, he would no doubt see the tent that was pitched.

"Nah...you did an awesome job.  I think I'm good to go, but thanks anyway."

He didn't even look at me, and right then and there I knew he had boned up
just as I had.  Not one to let a golden opportunity slip away, I slapped
his ass again and laughing I replied,

"You don't have a boner do you Matt?"

"Umm...no, I'm just really tried now," his voice cracking the whole time.

I didn't want to be a complete dick because I myself had gotten hard, so I
simply dropped it and headed into the bathroom to take a COLD shower.  The
cold shower definitely did its job.  Once out of the bathroom I realized
that all the lights were off and Matt was lying in bed; however, this time
he had his back towards me as he faced the wall. Knowing that he was
probably freaked out, I walked over to my bed, turned on my lamp and
started reading the next chapter for physiology class tomorrow.  I'm not
sure when I had falling asleep because the next thing I knew the sound of
Matt's alarm clock was filling the room, and I still had my physiology book
in my lap.  Just like last night, I was pitching a tent, but this tent had
nothing to do with how turned on I was.  So, I quickly headed to the
bathroom to relieve myself, and while pissing, I began to think that things
were going to be weird between Matt and me, but I guess a good night sleep
helped him forget last night's events because when I came out the bathroom,
Matt was standing there all smiles and saying "Good morning."  The rest of
the day and week for that matter went along as always: breakfast, class,
lunch, class, practice, and dinner.  But one thing did change; I gave Matt
a massage every night before bed, and things always ended up like the first
night, both of us boned (or at least I was) and me taking a COLD shower.





Second time...

It was Friday night, and after a long week of classes and practice, Matt
and I decided to unwind a little bit.  One of the seniors on the team was
having a party at his apartment off campus.  Since both Matt and I are
eighteen and not all that experienced in drinking, we got pretty drunk
quickly, and started trying to hit on some of the girls there.  I guess
neither one of us had game in our drunken state, and before we knew it, one
of our sober teammates, Zach D., told us he would be taking our drunk-asses
home.  The ride on the way back to the dorm was full of laughter as Zach
told us how idiotic we were acting.  I tried to tell him it wasn't our
fault, since neither one us really drank all that much.  He started
laughing again and replied, "No shit Sherlock!"  As Zach pulled up to the
dorm, Matt's intoxicated ass tried to speak,



"Dude...thanks for...driving our drunk-asses home.  Hey Zach... you're a
cool...fucking dude man...and I think...you should...come in...and get one
of...Roger's famous massages...they are so...awesome...that they
make...your cock hard...I mean...HARD!"

Zach laughed and turned to look at me in the backseat, and all I could do
was throw my arms up in the air and shrug my shoulders.

"Matt, I'm sure it does, but I'm going to have to pass on that one, but
thanks!"

"Okay dude...but you don't...know what...you are..missing."

"Dumbass...get out of the fucking car...Zach wants to go back home."

So with "good-byes" Matt and I headed up to our dorm room, and just like
always once inside we shedded our shirts; however, Matt didn't stop there,
he shedded everything off. I just stood there looking at his sexy bareass.
He turned his head slightly to the right, made eye contact with me and then
flopped on his bed.  All I could do was stare.  He must have felt my eyes
on him because he finally broke the silence.

"Hey buddy, stop staring at me and get over here and give me one of your
wonderful massages."

I finished shedding my clothes all the way to my green boxer briefs, and
without saying a word headed over to my naked drunk roommate.  Everything
was going as normal except that Matt was at lot more vocal and animated,
and at times while I was leaning forward and working on his shoulders, he
would raise his bareass causing my hard cock to rub against it, and moans
would exit both of our mouths.  I finally reached where our massages
usually end and of course I was completely rock hard.  But this time Matt
moaned and rolled over with a huge smile, and lo and behold, Matt was fully
erect.  His hand glided down his smooth torso and gripped his cock and
staring into my eyes he said,

"I told you, HARD as always."

I just smiled and said, "I noticed."

Notice was an understatement.  I was totally and completely mesmerized by
the six and half inch mushroom on a stick. Matt detected my glare and
continued to stroke his meat; all the while my eyes were transfixed.  His
moans were like music to my ears, and they seemed to call for me; however,
I couldn't make myself reach out grab it.  I wasn't Wyonna Rider; I
couldn't just take things that didn't belong to me. Sensing I wasn't going
to act without encouragement, Matt put his fingers through my hair and
finally asked.

"Roger buddy, do you wanna help me out?"

I never took my eyes of his cock as I answered, "Help you out with what?"

"I don't know fucking calculus...my cock Dumbass!"

"Oh...um I've never done anything with another guy before."

"Oh okay, I just thought maybe since you know, you haven't stop drooling
over my junk, you would like to...um I don't know suck it a little."

"Oh...um maybe," was all I could mustered, as I stayed captivated in my
trace.

Matt's fingers were still playing in my hair so he gently pulled me closer
to him as he leaned forward and whispered in my ear...

"Please Roger."

I could smell the beer on his breath, but I didn't care, I just licked my
lips in anticipation, and Matt again whispered in my ear, "PLEASE." That
was that, with the smell of his cock penetrating my nostrils, I went down
on it so fast, you would've thought I was Tom Cruise declaring my love for
Katie Holmes (or cock for that matter) on the Oprah Show. My inexperience
was evident quickly as Matt yelled,

"Watch the teeth, take it easy."

After all the blood left my face from the embarrassment, I gently placed
Matt's throbbing tool back into my mouth.  I was so enamored by the taste
and feeling of his cock at that moment, I knew the rest of the year was not
going to be the same.  I continued to manipulate his cock with my
tongue. Licking up and down the shaft.  Soon his cock was soaking wet from
my tongue bath.  He told me to lick and play with his balls, so I headed
south without a second thought; getting his balls just as wet, all the
while I stroked my newfound toy.  Moans poured out of his mouth, about just
as much as his pre-cum leaked from the faucet.

"Oh god...that feels so great.  Fuck Roger if I knew you sucked dick like
this I would've asked for a blowjob quicker."

Not wanting to release his cock, I simply moaned, but deep down I was
thinking, "Fuck, I would've been on your dick quicker if I knew I would
like it this much!"  Matt interlocked his fingers together in my hair
holding me steady and began to thrust his hips upward, causing his cock to
go deeper and moans to escape once again.  He continued to thrust faster
and deeper.  As Matt was fucking my face, I let my hands roam all over his
smooth chest, stopping only to pinch his quarter-sized nipples.  Getting
tired of this position, I tap Matt on the legs telling him I wanted to lie
down while he straddled me and face fuck me.  He smiled and quickly obeyed
my request, once his body was towering over mine; he started pounding my
face as if it was a hot pussy.

With every thrust I feel his manhood make contact with the back of my
throat, causing me to gag a little.  His cock felt incredible in my mouth,
as the heat coming off it continued to make my mouth water.  Salvia began
to drip from mouth, as I was totally lost in lust.  Matt's low hanging
balls were no longer hitting my chin, as they had begun to tighten, and I
knew this could only mean one thing, he was ready to explode.

"Damn...I'm so fucking close...oh yeah...suck harder...use your tongue...oh
god yes...that's it...that's it...FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK!"

Pulling his monster from my mouth, Matt lets loose the biggest load.  His
first blast flew over my head hitting his headboard; the next squirt was a
bullseye directly between my eyes; the third shot landed on my chin, and
the rest of his juices coated my chest.  I started to feel his cum gliding
down towards my nose, and as I was about to wipe it off, Matt leaned in and
swiped it with his tongue.  He just looked me in the eyes and smiles,
saying

"Mmmmmm...thanks man."

All I could do was smile back as Matt reached for his shirt on the floor
and started to clean me off.  It was then that I realized my cock had gone
completely limp, but I could feel that the front of my briefs were soaked.
"Wow, I knew I was totally into sucking Matt off, but not even knowing I
had creamed myself, that's fucked up!"  After Matt finished cleaning me
off, I hopped out of his bed and strolled over to mine, and immediately
crashed.  As hours past, I had this strange feeling that I was being
watched, so I turned over and there was Matt stroking his cock.

"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"You didn't, but what the fuck are you doing?"

"I can't help it, every time I close my eyes all I can see is you on my
cock.  I've been hard for three straight hours."

I blush at his comment and begin to sit up as he heads for me, still
stroking his lovely manhood.  I'm more than willing to go at it again, but
before I can say anything, Matt is standing in front of me with his hard
cock pointing directly at me.  He whispers. "Please."  For some reason I
didn't want him think I was too eager, so I reply, "I guess, but you at
least have to give me a handjob this time around."  I reached for his cock
and began stroking it as I wait for an agreement.  Once he nods his head, I
place his wonderful cock in my hungry mouth.  I begin to bob up and down on
the entire length, stopping at time to lick his plump head, as he starts to
moan and call out.

"Fuck yeah...just like that...just like that...yeah lick my fat head.  You
fucking like that don't you...you enjoy going down on me don't you...oh
yeah I can tell you do...oh yeah lick that pre-cum...Fuck me."

This only fueled the fire inside of me, and I began thrusting his cock
harder and faster with my right hand into my mouth.  His balls started to
tighten and his breathe starting to increase, but I didn't want him to cum
just yet so I let his cock fall out of my mouth with a huge POP!



"Damn Roger, I was about to unload."

"Sorry about that, my jaw was hurting." (Totally lied)

I coaxed him to fuck my face like he did earlier in the night, only this
time I wanted him to stroke my hard cock as well. Without any hesitation,
Matt's hand grabbed my piece and he began jerking me as my head nailed the
headboard from the hard pounding he was giving my mouth.  Within minutes we
had a cadence going, ever backstroke of his cock leaving my mouth caused
his hand to pile down on my cock, sending pure shock waves throughout my
body.  And on the return, his balls would hammer against my chin while he
gripped upward towards the head of my cock.  Both of our moans began to get
louder with ever second, until finally we were both about to unleash our
boy juices upon the other.

"Oh fuck Roger...I'm about to cum...Please Roger let me cum in your mouth
this time...Please!"

Once he asked, I knew right then and there I wanted to taste him.  I wanted
his juices down my throat.  Not willing to let his cock free from my hot
wet mouth, I simply moaned my agreement.

"Good because here it comes...oh yes...yes...yes...take that hot load...oh
fuck yeah...keep swallowing Rog...keep swallowing."

At that moment, I didn't think I really had much of a choice.  Once Matt
started shooting, I was afraid he would ever stop.  Volley after volley
smacked the back of my throat, almost filling me up completely, so if I
didn't want to drown in cum the only option I had was to swallow.  I didn't
get a good taste of him until he pulled back a little and started milking
his cock on my tongue.  At that point I got my first taste of Matt, and I
was absolutely hooked like Robert Downey Jr. on crack, and I blew my load
all over Matt's back and ass.  Filling drained, Matt collapsed his sweating
body on top of me and I began to rub my cum all over his ass and back.
Lifting his body off, Matt looked me in the eyes and said, "That was hot,"
and then he took his naked body and headed to the bathroom.  I began to
hear the shower running as I drifted off to sleep.  The rest of the week
was a total blur, the only thing I remember was Matt asking PLEASE followed
by him feeding me his load at least twice a day.

Third time...

It seemed that neither one of us could get enough, but as most things in
life progress; blowing Matt was about to take a backseat.  It all started
with our normal morning BJ, as Matt began pounding my face I soon felt his
hands all over my ass.  This wasn't the first time they had ever adventured
there, but today their touch seemed to drive me crazy.  I began thrusting
my hips back and forth, allowing his hands to invade my smooth crack.  Matt
quickly caught on and he began to spread my ass cheeks.  Soon moans were
leaving my mouth in rapid succession.

"Oh yeah...play with my ass...that feels fucking great."

"Yeah...you like that do you?"



"Yes!"

"Stay on your stomach, I know something else you'll like."

With that, Matt was soon hovering over my ass.  I could feel the heat from
his entire body, but most of all the warmth coming off his cock.  He knelt
his head down to my right ear and gave it a playful bite.  Then he began to
kiss my neck all the while his hard cock glided in between my crack.  The
sensation was unfucking believable.  My asshole seem to pucker up and give
his cock head a kiss every time it made its way past.  Matt increased his
hip motion causing his cock to hit my bullseye every time, and I knew that
if he continued this onslaught he would soon have me balls deep. Matt
stopped without warning and again he started to bite my right ear.  What
happened next made me realize that Matt knew exactly how to have his way
with me.  I began to feel his lips form the letter "P" against my right
ear, and soon I was greeted with... "Please" over and over again.  I tilted
my head to the right and reached behind me grabbing a hand full of his hair
and brought his left ear towards my mouth whispering,

"Only if you get me nice a wet with your tongue first."

Before releasing his hair our eyes met and the burning desire filled them
both, so I took a risk and I brought his lips towards mine, playfully
biting his lower lip.  He smiled and without a word began his journey with
his tongue as he licked me the entire way towards my tight pink hole. His
strong hands gripped my ass cheeks as he began spreading them apart.  Soon
his moist tongue made contact sending goosebump throughout my body.  I was
full of reckless abandonment and I couldn't help myself, so I grabbed his
hair again, and drove his face further into my ass.  Matt didn't seem to
mind as he kept thrashing his tongue in and out of my manhole.  It felt so
right, like his tongue belonged there.

"Fuck yeah Matt, eat me...eat my hole...fuck me yeah...oh...oh...right
there...right there. Oh fuck...I want you in me...PLEASE."

"PLEASE huh."

"Oh yeah...PLEASE MATT PLEASE!"

With one last deep plunge, Matt withdrew his tongue.  He quickly went over
to his desk and pulled out lube and a condom.  He reached for my ass
spreading me open and poured the lube on my virgin hole.  He told me to get
up on all fours and arc my back as best as I could, while he placed the
condom on.  He then took his index finger and began prodding my sphincter.
I let out a tiny moan.

"Try a relax and whatever you do try not to fight it."

"Yeah that's what I tell the girls I'm about to fuck in the ass."

Matt laughed and leaned forward and kissed the middle of my back.  As he
was kissing my back I felt the head of his penis at my backdoor.  He pushed
lightly but to no avail, then he pushed a little more violently and his
mushroom head popped in.  Right away my ass muscles attacked the new
introducer and tried to force it back out as pain raced through my body.



"Take a deep breathe...that's it...get used to it...oh yeah...there you
go."

Matt began to push a little more of his six and half inches in while I
began biting on my pillow trying to relax as much as possible.  With Matt's
coaching and expert ass play, I wasn't feeling too much pain.  Pain yes,
but not mind blowing, take that huge cock out of my ass right now
pain. Soon my ass muscles relaxed and inch-by-inch Matt drove his cock home
until finally I felt his pubes rubbing against my ass.  He pulled back just
slightly and then forward again; pulled a little more back and forward
again; pulled back until just the head was in and forward all the way; and
then he pulled all of his manhood out of me and as quickly as he pulled it
out, he drove it completely back in.  He began to long fuck me over and
over again, pulling all the way out and then driving all the way in.

"Oh FUCK YES!!" I cried out.

Matt really began to fuck me now as he pulled my hair.  Six short quick
strokes, followed by four long strokes, and then back to the short strokes
as his balls slapped against my ass.  Moans so loud that I thought the
whole dorm would hear, but at that moment, feeling Matt inside of me I
wouldn't have cared if our lacrosse coach walked in on us. Matt pulled out
and told me to turn over and get on my back. Once on my back, he quickly
placed my legs upon his shoulder and with using no hands drove his
extremely hard cock back were it belonged.  Deep inside me!  He also took
this time to stroke my cock as he continued to fuck me harder and harder.

"Yes Matt...fuck me...oh god...oh god."

"Damn you're so fucking tight...your ass feels so great on my fat cock."

The slapping sound of skin against skin began to have an affect on both of
us and we were so into the moment that we started to kiss.  Our tongues
darting in and out of each other's mouth, as Matt's cock plowed deeper and
deeper.  At that moment I didn't think anything else could feel as
wonderful as this.  I began to tense up and knew I was about to cum.

"Harder...harder...harder...I'm about to cum...oh god...harder...fuck
yeah...harder...harder...here it comes...here it comes...oh
FUUUUUCCCKKKKKKKKK!"

I shot the biggest load in my entire life, the first three landed over my
head, then the next two landed on my face, followed by two more on my
chest.  As I was cumming I knew Matt had to love it because my ass muscles
clenched around his cock even harder, making my ass ten times tighter.

"Oh god Rog...I'm going to cum...where do you want me to shot?"

"On my face Matt...on my face."

With a couple more deep pumps, Matt withdrew his cock leaving my ass empty;
tossing off the condom he straddled my face.  I reached out and placed it
inside my mouth waiting for my reward.



"Yes...yes...suck it...I'm so close...so close...oh fuck...fuck...oh
shit...I'm about to cum...I'm cumming...I'm
cummmiiiiiiinnnnnnnngggggggggggggggggggggg!"

Just as he was about to cum, Matt took his cock out of my mouth and shot
his load all over my face, with some droplet falling inside my mouth.  My
tongue eagerly moving back and forth trying to caught anymore cum making
its way out.  As Matt's orgasm started to recede I place his cock back into
my mouth getting the rest of his juices down my throat, soon Matt's legs
began to tremble and he fell on top of me.

"We are so doing that again!" Matt called out.

I started to laugh and gave Matt a quick little peck on the lips.  Even
though we were both completely drenched of sweat neither one of us could
move, and before I knew it we were fast asleep.  Matt and I never did make
it to class that day; in fact, the furthest we got was to the bathroom to
take a shower.  Now in our junior year, the word "PLEASE" has definitely
changed our relationship.

To be continued...maybe

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