Date: Mon, 18 Sep 2006 11:19:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Irvin Bielefeldt <irvbee1027@yahoo.com>
Subject: You might just be a queer if...Part 12

The story below is a work of fiction, set in the format of reality. Any
resemblance to real people is entirely coincidental in nature. It is not
meant to accurately reflect upon persons in towns, cities, or governmental
areas, in which the story is staged. If a sexual scene involving
male-to-male relationships offends you, then you should not read this
story.  Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in most state and
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local laws regarding such. Playing safe in sex is important. This is
fiction. Use protection in real life.

You might just be a queer if...Part 12
Written by Duchbo

We left off Part 11 with.....

As I was enjoying the first fuck of my life, I looked at the other bed and
saw that Troy was fucking Angela in the same way. All of a sudden I thought
I was losing my mind when the only thought in my head was what it would be
like to have Troy fucking me that way.

The terms queer, gay, bi all swirled in my head as I reached my second
orgasm of the night.  As I lay with Marie in the afterglow of our fuck all
I could think was that after my first blowjob, my first cunny, and the
first, most fantastic, fuck of my life that I wanted to have sex with Troy.
I guess I might just be a queer, or bi, or whatever.  What the fuck, I'd
better resign myself to being fucked.

Part 12

We walked the girls to their dorm and kissed them goodnight. Marie said she
wanted to see me again but she would have to see what Angela would want to
do about Troy.  I told her I thought the two of them got along just fine
but she said she would let me know after she and Angela talked.  I kissed
her again and turned to join Troy for the walk back to our dorm.

"Well stud," Troy said, "you did pretty good for a virgin.  I could hear
that bitch moaning all over the place."

"Don't call her names." I protested. "She's a nice girl."

"Nice girls don't put out on a first date." He retorted.

"Well, I don't care, I still like her." I answered

"Don't tell me your going to get all gaga and fall in love with the first
girl you fuck." He chided.  "You need to play the field a while to check
out what's out there."

"I have a lot of things to check out," I responded "and it's not all about
girls." As I was saying this we had just gotten back to our room when Troy
grabbed me and spun me around to face him.

"Are you suggesting what I think you are?" he asked. "Do I call you stud or
queer?  Are you saying you want to service me?  Maybe take it up the ass?
Tell me." he demanded.

"I don't know what I want to do.  I only know that while I watched you
having sex with Angela I had this feeling that I wanted you to be having
sex with me.  I think I even got jealous.  All this while being totally
engrossed with Marie and the sex we were having.  It's all too confusing
for me now.  I want to think about it for a while before I discuss it with
you again." I answered.

Troy said, "OK, but tomorrow I want to get some answers from you."  I just
nodded and got ready to sack out.

While Troy was in the bathroom he heard a light knock on the door from the
adjoining room.  Jay peeked in and asked how it went.  "Pretty good," troy
responded, "he was a real stud with Marie.  I kind of figured the fun and
games with Paul were at and end but then, wonder of wonders, he tells me he
thinks he still wants to have sex with me.  Can you beat that?"

"So you think there's a chance we can all get him to service us.  It would
sure be nice to have a ready mouth or ass whenever we get horny and the
bitches aren't putting out." Jay said.

Troy said, "I'm going to work on this tomorrow night and I should have the
answers then.  You'll just have to wait, 'cause I don't want to go to fast
and scare him off of this.  We still have most of the semester ahead of
us."

The rest of the evening and the next day were uneventful as to anything
sexual.  I continued to debate in my mind what was really happening to me.
As I revisited the scene from the tryst in our room with the girls, I kept
coming back to a realization that I wanted to be Troy's bitch.  It wasn't
that I was only thinking I liked the man to man sex, but that I wanted to
submit to him like a girl does to her lover. Deep inside was this voice
that said I wanted to suck his cock, to have him fuck my face, to have him
make me rim his ass, to let him piss in my mouth and most of all to have
him take my cherry ass.

That evening I made sure the connecting door to the bathroom was locked
along with the room door so we wouldn't be disturb.  Troy had finished
assignment work and was playing some game on his computer. "I'd like to
discuss our relationship now, Troy," I said, "if you have the time to give
it your undivided attention."

"Sounds good to me," he answered "but drop the relationship bit.  I don't
want to be in a relationship with you, only use your services.  Hee hee."
He chuckled.

"I guess this must seem funny to you to have someone grovel before you, but
it's not funny to me." I said as I began to tear up.

"Oh, don't go getting maudlin on me." he retorted, "This can be fun if we
approach it right.  You went through my initial testing and got through it
OK.  We wouldn't be discussing it now if things hadn't gone pretty good.
Now that we know you are bi-sexual, I'll take care of your queer side and
Marie, or whatever bitch you find, can be your hetero fuck.  How's that
sound? I'll even consent to doubling with you if that's what it takes to
get you laid once in a while."

"It sounds so cut and dried for you but I still have issues to resolve." I
replied.

"Well, while you're thinking it over why don't you come over here and suck
my cock?" he demanded.  I got off my bunk and approached him.  He was
sitting in his desk chair and he slid down a little and spread his legs for
me. I went to my knees between his legs and started to undo the string
tying up his shorts.  "Use your teeth for that." he demanded.  "If you
think you want to submit to me it has to be in a degrading way.  Using your
teeth to open my shorts and pull down my briefs is pretty degrading don't
you think?"

I was able to get the string untied and pull down the zipper of his shorts.
He lifted his ass from the chair and I grabbed each leg of his shorts in my
teeth, in turn, dragging the shorts off his legs.  I went to the band of
his briefs and started to pull them down but he stopped me with, "Nuzzle my
dick and balls through the cotton. Get my smell in your nostrils.  Lick my
dick head through the cloth for a while.  I already taught you this, didn't
I?  You're going to have to remember these things, Queer."

I nuzzled his cock and balls like this for a few minutes when he said,
"Time for the big show, Queer.  Pull off my briefs and swallow my dick."  I
grabbed the front of his briefs in my teeth and started to pull down.  As
the elastic cleared the head of his dick it sprang up and hit me in the
nose.  It was leaking pre and I got my face sprayed with his juices.  Once
again he lifted his ass as I pulled his briefs down below his knees and off
his legs.

I rose up and put my lips at the head of his cock and licked off the
pre-cum there.  I opened wide and swallowed his cock to the pubes, stifling
my gag reflex.  I bobbed on his dick for several minutes before releasing
him and diving for his balls. I took each nut in my mouth and swirled it
around, thoroughly bathing his jewels.

He lifted his knees and placed them over the arms of the chair, opening his
ass to me.  Without any further thought I started licking his tween.  I let
saliva leak from my mouth and down his crack.  He grabbed me by the hair
and pulled me into his crotch and then pushed down, urging me to his hole.
With my mouth and nose buried in his crack I almost suffocated.  If it
killed me, all I could think is, what a way to go.  I licked around his
rosebud, eliciting moans from above.  "Stick your tongue in deep.  Just
like eating pussy.  Give me your tongue!" he urged.  I pointed my tongue
and pushed it through his sphincter, about an inch into the hole.  I could
feel the sides of his channel with the tip of my tongue and I proceeded to
work in and out, just like a fuck stroke with my tongue.

Troy couldn't take much of this and pulled me out of his crack and onto his
cock.  I swallowed it deep with his pubes tickling my nose.  He held my
head in a vise like grip and proceeded to fuck my mouth.  In just a few
strokes he stiffened and starting shooting gobs of cum into my throat.  He
pulled my head back and finished with two or three shots on my tongue where
I could get the full flavor of his cum.

I licked him clean getting all the spooge that had escaped my mouth and
flowed down his dick to his balls.  When he was thoroughly cleaned I rested
back on my haunches and felt my hard dick in my briefs.

"That was fantastic, Queer, and for doing so good I'll let you pull out
your puny dick and bring yourself off.  Just don't come on my legs." He
said.  I did just that and, in just a few strokes, came with a roar,
cumming in my hand.  I looked Troy in the eye as I brought my hand to my
lips and took in my own cum to join his.

I guess you might just be queer if you'll jack off into your hand and eat
your own cum.

End Part 12