Date: Fri, 4 Apr 2014 00:48:38 -0600
From: victoria boy <victoria_boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Steps to Sucking Cock, Part 19

      Steps to Sucking Cock
      by victoria_boy@hotmail.com

M/m/M+, dorms, oral, mild domination, one way sex.

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Part 19

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When we were walking back from the bar, Sam and Brad were loud and moronic.
Typical student drunks.  Neither Cole nor I had too much to drink, so we
walked a little bit behind the two old friends to let them have their fun,
and to show any passersby that Cole and I were not part of the problem.

Once in the room Sam blew up the air mattress and we all started getting
ready for bed.  A double air mattress plus Brad's and my single beds meant
two people would have to share a bed.  I was surprised when Brad gave up
his bed to Cole, saying he and Sam would bunk together like when they were
kids having sleepovers.  In no time, the lights were off and we got into
our beds.

"Hey, we didn't get our goodnight blowjobs!" Sam called out in a drunken
state.  I too had noticed that nobody had asked for me to suck them, but
sleeping on cum denial was already tough enough and I thought the fresh
taste of cum in my mouth would not make it any easier.

I got out of bed, got a fresh towel, the condoms and scissors, and went
over beside Brad and Sam's bed on the floor.  Since he had asked, Sam was
going to be first.  Without the lights on we were relatively safe from
Cole's gaze, so I pantomimed opening and cutting condoms and then sucked
Sam's dick.  Given the state of inebriation, Sam was not as hard as he
typically was when I was sucking him so I found myself working hard to get
him off.  The blow job took longer than usual, long enough for Brad to fall
asleep and start snoring beside us on the bed.

I worked hard on finishing Sam, and did not intend on slowing down to let
him edge before he shot into my mouth.  We pretended with the towel that
there was a mess to clean up as I swallowed another load of cum.  Brad was
still snoring, so I was getting up to go to Cole when Sam stopped me.

"Still try and suck him," Sam said referring to Brad.  "If he wakes up, I
bet he'll be pretty happy!"

If we had not been drinking, the entire situation would not have come up.
Sober Brad would not be passed out, sober Sam would not have asked, and
sober me would not have gone over and tried to suck my roommates' cock.  As
our sober selves were nowhere to be found our drunk counterparts all played
our roles.  It was a fool's errand anyway.  Brad's dick did not really get
hard.  Sam had me cut a condom while I had Brad's dick in my mouth.  After
that was done Sam and I were too busy laughing for me to continue with the
blow job.

I gave up on Brad, and even though I had not been asked I went over to
beside Brad's bed where Cole was still awake.  The room was dark, Brad was
sleeping and I hoped Sam would be too.  I didn't ask Cole if he wanted to
be sucked before bed, but just reached up under the covers to feel his
hardness instead.  I already had a cut condom in my hand, and even though I
didn't want to use it, I felt awkward just volunteering to suck Cole bare
without him coaxing me to do so.

Feeling how hard Cole was told me he was ready, so I pulled back the covers
and could smell the scent of cock in the air.  I gently stroked him, and
tried but failed to see anything as I looked up towards his eyes in the
dark room.  Cole was silent, and with Sam still awake I couldn't simply ask
if he wanted lube for the tip of his cock, so I assumed he would want some
and slowly lowered my mouth and dipped the head inside until it was good
and moist.

I half expected Cole to hold my head in place and let the blowjob continue
bare, but he did not, and his silence had me nervous.  I pulled back up,
and spent a few seconds fumbling with the condom tip so Cole would know
what I was doing.  I still couldn't detect any reaction, so I dipped my
mouth down one more time to make sure the saliva was fresh, and to give
Cole one last chance to hold my head in place, or give me some sign he
wanted me to continue with a condomless suck.  When Cole failed to act I
almost reluctantly pulled up and fumbled in the darkness to get the condom
tip in place.

A minute or so after resuming my now covered sucking, Cole started to
react.  He moved around momentarily, then I felt Cole's left hand rest on
the back of my head, and his right hand was moving between the base of his
cock and his balls.  I continued sucking, and my tongue could feel the line
around the head of his dick where the condom was perched.  As I explored I
noticed the saliva I had put on his head, combined with what must have been
at least a few drops of pre-cum by that time, allowed the rubber tip to
slide around a bit.  This sliding motion is what caused the first moan from
Cole.

I enjoyed making Cole moan, and feeling his dick throb when I did something
that pleased him.  As I continued to suck, I was sure to repeat my tongue
flicking of the condom and got a moan and a throb each time.  After a few
more minutes, Cole moved his right hand up to my head, and moved his left
hand down along my body where I was standing beside the bed.  Cole's hand
traveled along my shoulders, down my back, over to my right hip, and
tentatively explored to the front of my PJs where my cock throbbed in
anticipation of his touch.  Being relatively new to cum denial, I quickly
learned how small bits of stimulation produce unbelievable results.  The
first contact through the PJs, then a squeeze, and stroke of my cock by
Cole's hand caused my full body to shudder and my mouth to moan around Cole
as he pulsed in my mouth.

Cole may not have known if he was pleasuring me or torturing me with his
touch of my dick, but I'm sure he was quick to make the connection that any
contact produced great results to the sucking I was giving him.  Cole did
not have to stroke my cock or do anything elaborate at all to get me to
react.  Simple contact with my cock through my PJs was enough to drive me
wild and have me sucking like crazy.  Each flick of my tongue around the
head was rewarded with a gentle squeeze, and I was enjoying being squeezed.

The next move by Cole was a little more sudden, and caught me off guard.
Cole quickly reached in through the fly of my PJs, and grasped my bare
dick.  I was licking around the condom tip at the moment he first made bare
contact and my mouth reacted swiftly with much stronger flicks of the head
with my stiffened tongue.  These flicks were strong enough to cause the
condom to flip off in my mouth, and I once again Cole's bare dick was
exposed for me to taste.  The combination of skin to skin contact on my
cock with the taste and feel of Cole's pre-cum covered cock head in my
mouth was too much stimulation.  My body lurched back and froze as I
concentrated hard on holding back my own orgasm.  Cole reached out for my
penis again and I panicked a "no" moan and pulled back further while I
tried to knock his hand out of the way.  I stayed in this frozen state for
a few seconds.

The stress had diminished my urge to cum for the moment, and my body slowly
relaxed.  Cole tentatively reached out again and brushed against my bare
cock.  After an initial tensed response from my body, I relaxed again and
could not resist allowing the touch to continue.  Cole was well aware of
how close I was, and his touch was careful to keep me on edge without
providing too much stimulation.  I could feel Cole's bare cock in my mouth,
and I know he was well aware the condom was now off.

"Keep going," Cole whispered, "I'll finish like last time."  Cole did not
need to pull out to finish.  I didn't care.  I was so turned on I would
have sucked Cole bare in the middle of the cafeteria, but I did not have
the courage to tell him.

My sucking continued, and I wanted him to cum quickly as I did not know how
much longer I could take the torture I was feeling.  By the stiffness of
both his dick and his body told me Cole was about to shoot.  I decided I
would keep my mouth on his cock and let him shoot in my mouth, but Cole was
not aware of my willingness (or desire) to take his cum.  When I felt his
cock tense fully, Cole's right hand pulled my head off his dick by the hair
and held it still as his left hand released my dick from his grip and moved
to his own cock to take aim.

In the dark Cole was oblivious to the fact that my mouth had remained open
and I got my first legitimate taste of his fresh cum.  The rest of Cole's
load was swiftly delivered to my skin and hair on the right hand side of my
face, dripping down and across to the left side.  Cole certainly enjoyed
getting his seed everywhere as he used his cock to spread the cum more
evenly, including across my now closed lips.  Given my current level of
arousal, I desperately wanted to part my lips and clean Cole's cock for
him, but I could not bring myself to do it.

When Cole was done playing with his cum, I felt him let go of his dick as
it flopped across my wet face.  Cole's hand slowly returned to my dick, and
he gave it a squeeze just to confirm that he knew how turned on I was.  I
gave off an almost silent moan.  My sound was so quiet that I could hear
the cum bubble across my lips as I exhaled.  I hoped that Cole had not
heard this.

"Do me a favour," Cole started in a very quiet whisper.  Little did he know
I would do absolutely anything this boy wanted me to do.  Cole's hand went
inside my PJ's again and gave my cock another gentle, torturous, squeeze a
he continued.  "Don't clean it up.  Just go to bed and let it dry like
this."  My dick throbbed to show Cole that I understood.  I would have
communicated a different message if I could have found my voice.  Instead I
remained silent as Cole first released my hair, then my dick, and I made my
way across the dark room to my own bed.

I fumbled around and found the towel covered in dry cum from earlier in the
evening, and I laid it down over my pillow.  I carefully crawled into bed,
still wearing Cole's load on my face.  I laid there with my own throbbing
and very unsatisfied dick stopping me from falling asleep.


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