Date: Tue, 14 Feb 2012 14:56:11 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: Rick's Diary Part 7 - Taming the Shrew.asc

Taming the Shrew

The next morning I woke up, sweating. I think I had a
nightmare. Wait, it wasn't a nightmare. It was real. Mike
jerked me off. I immediately looked over to him. He was still
sleeping. He was lying face down with his butt in the air. One
leg was bent, the other was straight. What a peculiar way to
sleep. Anyway, what drew my attention was his butt. He had a
big, round and firm butt. His shorts hugged it well and all
the contours were visible. What's not attractive about that
picture was the fact that he was drooling.

"I got to get my hands on that ass." I thought to myself. "Or,
my cock in it." I thought about sliding my cock in and out of
that big fat ass and slapping it while I was doing it. Hmm,
sexy. He said he would do "anything" if I helped him become
more popular with girls... I wonder if that includes getting
fucked. My daydream was interrupted when he stirred. He was
grunting. Did he just grunt in his sleep? His hand reached
back and scratched his butt. Nice.

I didn't know if I found Mike attractive or repulsive, likely
both. As I thought about what I should do to him next, he
started to wake up. His body shuddered and then he slowly
opened his eyes and turned his body. He rubbed his eyes and
looked at me. For a few seconds he was trying to remember why
I was in his room. It was the first night I was there, after
all. When it came back to him, he groggily said, "Good
morning."

"Good morning, Mike."

He looked around trying to see the alarm clock and his eyes
widened. "Oh shit! I'm late for class! I forgot to set the
alarm!" He quickly got up and went to the bathroom. I didn't
have class until afternoon, so I was fine. Watching him rush
back and forth trying to get ready was hilarious. When he was
finally ready to leave, I waved my goodbye.

So, I had time to think about what I should do to this guy.
Last night's brutal onslaught on my manhood was, well, brutal.
I got to do something to help this guy fast, or I'm not
getting any fun out of being his roommate. My mind wandered
back to his butt and an idea came to me. If he couldn't
pleasure me, I got to find ways to pleasure myself, with his
body. I also had a backup plan, if plan A didn't work. I went
out to shop for what I needed for plan B. When I came back, I
put what I bought under my bed and then headed for class.

When I came back from class, Mike was jerking off. I thought
to myself how lucky I was, because I caught him in the ten
minute window in all afternoon. I smiled at that thought.

"Hey Rick!" He greeted me warmly. "I'm watching Dorm Room
Gangbang 11. Want to join me?"

"Sure."

"I've been practicing to jerk off slower. I've been jerking
off for twenty minutes without cumming."

"Wow, good job!" I never thought I would be praising someone
for jerking off for twenty minutes. He gave me a warm smile
and went back to his video. I joined him on his bed.

"I so want to bang this girl!" He pointed to a girl on the
screen. Yup, the usual porn star type: blonde (fake), big
boobs, heavy lipstick, high heels. They all looked the same to
me. Anyway, I noticed that Mike was indeed jerking slower,
which was a good sign.

"Oh, look, they are doing double penetration on her!" The
expression on the girl was not exactly pleasure. It looked
more like pain. I briefly wondered how it would feel to have
two cocks in you. I guess I would never know.

"Man, I love it. Pounding a girl from both sides!" He was
jerking off faster now. In no time, he was stroking in full
speed again.

"Oh man, it's so hot. I'm cumming. Ahhhhhhhh..." He shot all
over his shirt. As before, he balled up his shirt and threw it
in the same pile of clothes that was there yesterday.

"Say, how often do you do laundry?"

"Once a week." That pile of clothes certainly looked more than
a week old.

"When do you do laundry usually?"

"Sundays, but you moved in yesterday so I didn't get to do
it."

"Oh, sorry about that! Do you want to do it now? I can help
you."

"Thanks. You're cool!" How many times did he say I'm cool
since I moved in?

I helped him gather his dirty laundry and carried them to the
laundry room. I accidentally touched his cum filled shirt and
got cum on my hands. He noticed it, said sorry, and took it
from me. When he turned around to leave, I secretly smelled
and tasted his cum. It wasn't bad at all. Typical jock cum
taste. It reminded me of Ben's cum. My heart sank when I
thought of Ben. What am I doing with Mike here?

I followed Mike to the laundry room. On the way, I looked at
his butt swaying from side to side and I was reminded of my
plan A. I helped him put his clothes in the machine. He
thanked me and I started telling him about my plan.

"Hey, Mike, I've been thinking. Remember I said I'd think
about what you can do for me? I got an idea."

"Yeah?"

"Remember I gave you the best orgasm last night? Your jerking
wasn't exactly on par so I thought I had to get pleasure some
other way."

"Like what?"

"Would you let me fuck you?"

He totally freaked out. "Hell, no! I'm not gay!" He yelled so
loudly that I had to look around to make sure no one heard us.

"I knew you wouldn't, but I just thought I'd ask to make sure.
How about sucking me off?"

"No way man! I'm not a cocksucker! I'm straight!"

"So what can you do to pleasure me?"

"I can jerk you off."

"We already tried that. It didn't work."

"I can get better at it if I practice." I gave him a glance
that told him I didn't want to be his guinea pig.

He frowned. "That's all I can do, man! Just jerking, no gay
stuff!"

"How about if I ask you to just stay still while I use your
body to pleasure myself?"

"Like how?"

"By rubbing against you."

"You want to rub your cock on my face?"

"Not your face. Your ass."

"I said no gay stuff!"

"I'm not pushing it in your hole, just using your butt crack
to simulate sex. You know, since we can't find any girls? I
can let you do that to me as well." He thought about it for a
second.

"That still sounds gay to me."

"Do you have any better idea?"

"I still stick to jerking."

"Come on, just try it once. Please?" I used my pleading voice
to try and get him to comply.

"Ok. But you need to help me get better at sex!"

"Deal." We went back to our room and he looked at me
apprehensively.

"What do we do now?"

"Why don't you get naked first?" He did, and he sat on his bed
naked.

"Now get on all fours." He was nervous, but he did it anyway.
I got behind him and took off my clothes.

"This is so gay..." He looked back at me and said.

"It's not really gay sex, just simulated straight sex." He
wasn't convinced, but he stayed still.

I looked at the ass in front of me. It was seriously a nice
ass: big, fat, round, and hairy. I couldn't help but caressed
it.

"Hey you are freaking me out! Just do your thing and get it
over with!"

"Ok." I didn't want to test his limit so I just took my cock
out and rubbed it on his ass. He frowned. I'm not sure he
liked it, but I wanted to get off badly, especially after last
night's horrible jerking. I slid my cock back and forth on his
ass crack, using my precum as lube. He moaned softly. Was he
enjoying it?

Using my hands to grab his fat ass, I thrust back and forth.
His ass crack felt warm and nice. It wasn't that bad. I
started getting into it, rubbing harder and faster. His
moaning became louder. He was clearly enjoying it. I closed my
eyes and imagined I was fucking Ben. That thought made me so
horny I quickly approached climax. On one stroke I
accidentally brushed against his hole and his ass tightened.
He grunted and I mumbled sorry before I continued. I made
several long strokes. With one last push I unloaded my cum all
over his back. I was looking for something to wipe the cum
when he handed me one of his t-shirts. I thanked him and wiped
him clean. One thing this guy wasn't short of was t-shirts, or
cum-filled t-shirts.

"That was good. Thanks." I said as I went back to my bed. He
shook his head as if he couldn't believe what he just did.

"So how was it? I hope it wasn't too bad?"

"It was gay." That's all he said. He looked at me and there
was a look of expectation on his face.

"What is it?"

"Can you help me with sex now?"

"Ok. Hold on." Time for plan B. I reached under my bed and
took out what I bought earlier today. It was a blow-up doll. I
was so embarrassed when I bought it, but it was better for his
sandpaper hands to touch her than me.

"Hey! I have the exact same thing!" He said excitedly. Oh
good, I can return this since it's unopened. But this guy is
more pathetic than I thought.

"Cool. Let's see yours." He proceeded to take out his doll
from under his bed. Hey, we even stored it in the same place!
It was already blew up.

"I call her Becky." Ok, he named her? More pathetic, I
thought. "What do you want to do with her?"

"I want you to practice your sensual touch on her."

"Ok. But how would I know if I'm sensual enough?" It's true
that "Becky" can't give him feedback. It's probably why he was
so rough. The doll wasn't complaining.

"I'll tell you." He proceeded to practice what I taught him,
stroking and caressing her face. However, the doll wasn't
making it realistic enough for him.

"This is stupid." He said. I agreed.

"But you got to practice your gentle, sensual touch. Who else
can you practice it on?"

"It's hard to imagine you are a girl, but touching this doll
is even more stupid."

"So you want to touch me?"

"At least you are human."

"Ok, come over then." I was taking a leap of fate for him to
practice on me. He came over, still naked. I was also naked
from humping him earlier. When he climbed on my bed, my cock
jumped. He was kind of sexy. He stared at me for a second,
feeling awkward. He clearly was not comfortable performing
sexual acts to me while we were both naked.

"Close your eyes and pretend you were with a girl."

"How do I touch you if I can't see?"

"Just use your sense of touch. Try to feel me up."

He closed his eyes and reached out, like a blind person. When
his hand found my face, he was covering my mouth. I guided his
hand on my face and gently stroked it. If he was going to
touch my face with those sandpaper hands, it's better that I
did it. I pretty much guided his hands to touch every part of
my body. After a while, he seemed to be getting the hang of
it. I let go and for the first time, I could feel him touching
me gently.

"Yeah, that's it. You got it." He was encouraged and started
touching me more. It was definitely an improvement. I guided
his hands to rub my chest and stomach, then let go and let him
do it. Then I guided him to my cock. As I just came, I wasn't
hard, but I guided his hands to gently fondle it. I even let
him touch my balls. I also guided him to rub my legs up and
down. I showed him what sensual touch meant.

After a while, it was starting to have an effect on me. My
cock was getting hard. I wrapped his hand around my cock and
wrapped mine around his hand. Slowly, I stroked up and down,
teasing the cock head with his thumb occasionally. He was
starting to get it. After I showed him a few ways to stroke
me, I let go to let him do it. He was doing a reasonably good
job copying my moves. He was... sensual. Wow. I thought about
Shakespeare's Taming of the Shrew. I felt good about myself.

As he stroked me, he was occasionally still a bit rough, but
overall, it was a big improvement from last night. I was
starting to enjoy it. As I came earlier, it took me longer to
climax, which gave him more time to practice. When I felt he
was good enough, I just leaned back and enjoyed his touch. He
was stroking me with his right hand and playing with my balls
with his left, just as I did to him last night. This guy was
learning. Occasionally, he even reached up and played with my
tits. Wow, not bad!

After some time, I was feeling my climax building. I let him
know how much I was enjoying it, and that I was near. He was
encouraged and started jerking me faster. He still had a
tendency to go back to his crazy jerking and I had to remind
him. He slowed down and started feeling all around my cock
head. His rough hands rubbing my sensitive cock head was
actually quite stimulating. I told him to focus on it and also
the underside. He kept rubbing me harder and harder, which was
agony since my cock head was so sensitive, but I let him. I
was so close. When he felt my cock throbbing, he knew I was
close. He kept squeezing, pulling and rubbing my cock, and
finally pressing on my underside, sending me to a crashing
climax. I shot all over my chest and stomach. It was a strong
one. Compared to last night, it was, well, night and day.

I opened my eyes and smiled. "That was great!"

He opened his eyes as well and gave me a warm smile. "Thanks!
That wasn't so bad, was it?"

"No, it was much improved! You got it!" He was beaming and
looked so proud of himself.

"So... you think I can get a girl to have sex with me more than
once now?"

"I think so. But, that was only the foreplay. You still need
to work on your fucking."

"How can we work on my fucking?"

"Hmmm... I don't know. I can't let you fuck my ass, can I?" I
was testing the waters. Is this too gay for him?

"No, that would be gay. Unless... you don't mind?" He looked
embarrassed.

"If I let you fuck my ass, you'd have to let me fuck yours.
It's only fair."

"I... er... no... I can't let you fuck my ass."

"Then I can't either."

"But... you are doing it to help me, right? It will be between
us."

"You are asking me an awful lot though. To offer you my ass to
help you, literally?"

"Please... you helped me so much already. I really need this.
I've been fucking Becky for three months!" Ok, that was
pathetic.

"Again, what's in it for me? You can only jerk me, but I have
to let you fuck me?"

"I... anything! I'll do all your chores! I'll share my lunch
with you... anything!" Boy, is this middle school?

"Anything but sucking me or letting me fuck you."

"Yes! Anything but those! I even let you hump me! Come on!"

"Humping is not nearly as good as fucking."

"Please... please, please, please!" Did he just say four pleases
in a row?

"Let me think about it." Inside, I didn't think it would be
that bad to let him fuck me. He was kind of hot. But I thought
about Ben and I didn't want to be unfaithful, even though we
were not a pair. And besides, I didn't want to appear too easy
to Mike, who might suspect I'm gay.

"When can you decide?"

"Tonight, I suppose."

"Ok. You know, I really thought it was hopeless, until I met
you. I thought I would be stuck with Becky forever. But... you
are really a life saver. I already learned so much!" He looked
at me with such gratitude and appreciation that I was
genuinely moved. I really wanted to let him fuck me there and
then, but I thought better of it.

"Thanks. I'll let you know tonight."

He climbed off my bed. Pointing to my own laundry pile, he
said, "Do you need to wash these? I can help you with that."
He started gathering my dirty laundry.

I smiled and said, "Yeah, that would be great. Thanks!"
Without a word, he gathered all my dirty clothes and went to
the laundry room.

So, I managed to train this gruff jock to perform sensual
touch. I managed to use his ass to get off, and I got him to
be my bitch, doing all my chores. And I managed to get him to
beg me to let him fuck me. All in a day's work. Not bad, huh?