Date: Thu, 25 Jul 2002 03:46:48 +0100 (BST)
From: Jon Himus <jhimuswrite@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Sit On My Face

SIT ON MY FACE
By JonH
jhimuswrite@yahoo.co.uk


The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the smell, a clean ass smell
but one that never quite got rid of the musky aroma, next the warmth of the
ass hit my skin.  It was too dark to see anything but I realized that
someone was squatting over my face.

Next thing I know I'm being prodded by an insistent finger.

"Gary, Gary wake up" the hushed whisper filled the deathly silent room.

I was going to tell whoever it was that I'm not Gary, he's gone home for
the weekend and I'm in his bed because the dean couldn't find anywhere else
to put me.  I was about to say something when the ass lowered down onto my
face, the cheeks were being pulled apart so straight off the lips of my
mouth came into contact with the hairy moist lips of an asshole.

Not knowing what else to do and wanting to do what he asked so I didn't
create a scene I began to stiffen my tongue and prod it against the ass
lips.

Whoever was sitting on my face was wildly jerking off as I could hear the
bed squeaking.  I was just about to break through the ass ring when I heard
and groan and a sigh as the guy blew his load.  Just as quickly as it had
arrived the ass lifted from my face and disappeared quietly out the door.

Stunned I lay there a few minutes trying to figure out if it'd been a dream
but the ass sweat on my cheeks told me it wasn't.  Getting up I went to the
bathroom, filling the basin with warm water and wetting a face cloth I
began wiping my face.  I like sex with guys but for some reason I couldn't
look myself in the eye that night.

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It was close to the end of the high school year and my parents had told me
that when I was in university they may set me up in a flat near by but for
the remainder of year 12 I was to board in the college dorms.  In the car I
kept telling Mum and Dad that being 18 meant that I could easily look after
myself in my own place and I pointed out that paying boarding fee's is only
slightly cheaper than paying rent but they weren't listening.  They're both
real stubborn.  Their other bad habit is always being late so our car
didn't crackle on the gravel of Mannington Boys School until well past 8
o'clock at night.

Straight off I knew the dean was pissed off at us for being late but within
seconds he'd honed his talent for sucking up to parents and we were
graciously waved up the stairs.  Dinner had already been served and most of
the students had been gone back to they're rooms so on the first night I
only met a couple of guys whose names I forgot straight away.

The colour drained from the deans face when he realized that the room I'd
be staying in wasn't set up as yet so with a a lot of bowing and scraping
he asked would I mind sleeping in Gary Smyth's room for the night,
apparently he'd gone home for a couple of days on urgent family business so
staying there wouldn't inconvenience anyone.  It didn't worry me.  This
Gary guy obviously was loaded as he had a room to himself and it wasn't
what you'd call small.

Waiving my parents good bye I made my way back inside yet another boarding
school.

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The next day a woman who worked in the administration section showed me to
my room.  It was a lot smaller that Gary's room and the window overlooked
the wall of the car park but aside from that it wasn't too bad.  During the
day I'd made a few tentative remarks about Gary but I wasn't going to say
what had happened to me.  I know how schools work.

After dinner I went to my room and was unpacking my books and uniforms.
During the coarse of the day I'd met literally about fifty people and all
but a few names stuck in my head.  It was embarrassing but I'd forgotten
the name of the kid who was now sitting on the edge of my desk, his room
was further up the hall and I'd met him that day in the lit class but as I
unpacked and racked my brain I still couldn't place what his name was.  At
dinner I'd asked him about Gary and he shrugged, "he's one of the rich
kids", I didn't ask anymore questions as I knew that if this kid wasn't
rich their was no way he'd know much about a kid who was well off.  It was
bullshit but in these schools you were judged on your parents income or
your sporting ability - you were either in or out and the lines never
blurred.  I was lucky, my accent gave the impression of being fairly well
off even if I wasn't.  It's for that reason that I gravitated to the poorer
kids as the rich ones are so blase about money they can't understand why
you can't do whatever it is they wanna do.

The kid talked on and on about classes, teaches and students as he slowly
handed me books.  He didn't really stop for a breath until I heard a knock
at the door.

I opened the door and saw two guys I hadn't come across during the day,
their uniforms were immaculate and from the many buttons on their lapels I
knew straight off they'd be high up in the schools order.  They came into
my room without asking and the kid on the desk looked slack jawed at them
before telling me good night and making for the door which he closed
quietly.

After the door had closed the two guys started to take in the surroundings
of my room before settling their gaze on me as I sat on my bed.

"It's Thomas isn't it?  I'm Nathan and over here we have another Thomas"

I nodded my head.  "Yeah"

"Camberwell isn't it?"

"Yeah".

"So you'll know how these things work."

I tried not to give away that I knew who this Nathan was, less than twenty
four hours ago he'd sat on my face but now he's being tactful.

"OK, Thomas we don't want to be hard on you.  It's clear you're a friend of
Gary's as it were but people have got to be discrete.  I didn't realize he
was not in his room last night so consequently you and I met.  These things
work both ways..."

"Look, Nathan I know how these things work.  You don't need to explain
anything to me.  I don't know Gary, I haven't even met him but what I do I
do privately so you have nothing to worry about"

"Good.  OK it's settled.  You and I have met so I guess I need only
introduce you to the other person you'll meeting - the other young Thomas"

He hadn't said a word since he entered but this other Thomas now moved over
to the bed and stood above me.  Lifting his blazer he undid his belt and
let his grey trousers fall to his knee's.  Turning around I took in the
sight of his brief encased ass cheeks.  In one swift movement he shucked
them down below his firm mounds.

Nathan then grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face deep into
Thomas's ass crack.  More spicy and with a stronger taste than Nathan's ass
I was reluctant to tongue him out, as my nose was ground into the mangy
flesh it was clear he wasn't as clean as Nathan.  It wasn't dirty but he'd
obviously had a shower a lot earlier in the day.

As the smell of musky faint shit penetrated my nostrils I heard Thomas
groan loudly before just as suddenly as last night he pulled away from me
before quickly pulling up his trousers.  Wiping the ass sweat from my face
I watched as they left quietly out the door.

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Two days later I heard that Gary was back at the school and seeing as I was
getting nowhere finding out about him I decided to discretely visit his
room on the Friday night when I knew the school would be quite.

Knocking softly on the door I was surprised to see it opened by a guy
called Michael, he was this slightly chubby guy with blond hair that looked
like it was dyed but I wasn't sure.  His face was flushed and he wore
glasses which I noticed looked a little steamed up.  He saw it was me and
quickly closed the door in my face.  Standing there I wondered what the
hell to do.  The truth was I was horny as hell and I knew that Nathan and
Thomas had left for the weekend so I wasn't going to be getting any visits,
besides I wanted something more reciprocal and I figured this Gary guy was
the best place to start.

I was about to go back to my room when the door open again, the guy Michael
who had closed it in my face now looked at me with an eager warmth.
Whispering quietly he said "it's OK now, come in"

"Thanks"

Even after the door was closed Michael kept his voice to a whisper.

"Julian told me who you were so sorry about that"

Gently but firmly I stopped Michael from going back into Gary's bedroom.

"Is Gary here?" I asked.

"Yeah, yeah it's cool. He can't get up right now but he's here all right.
I heard about the guy who serviced Nathan the other night I didn't know it
was you".

"Yes it was me"

"So you like ass do you?  And cock.  Ass and cock I love it.  We're having
a get together, Gary's paid as usual"

Reaching over Michael held firm to my crotch, a smile crept across his face
as he felt my erection filling the front of my trousers.

"Can I see yours"

I undid the zipper on my trousers and hoisted my cock out for Michael to
see.  He handled it gently before dropping to his knee's and sucking it
between his lips.  The warm wetness of his tongue swirled on my cut cock
head.  Pulling his mouth up off it he looked up at me.

"We should get undressed"

We both took our clothes off and dropped them by the front door.  With
erections swinging from side to side we made our way into the room.

I'll never forget how stunned I was when I first saw Gary.  He was a dark
haired, heavy looking guy with hairy, thick and sexy looking legs and a
face wet with sweat.  In his mouth he had some kind of bondage strap or
something and I could see it dug deep into his cheeks.  From the way his
hands were held under his body I guessed he must of been tied up and the
way someone had pulled his jeans down around his ankles made it clear why
he couldn't get up.

Wet with sweat a dark skinned blond guy was grinding his hips into Gary's
ass, Gary's face scraped on the floor every time he was humped forward.
The blond guy looked real out of it in someway.  I'd never seen him before.
He didn't look like he'd go to this school.  He looked like what I'd call a
beautiful whore.

He pumped his waist into Gary and the sweaty slap of thighs filled the
room, I was aware of other people around and Michael had made his way
across the room to Gary's bed but I couldn't take my eyes of the fuck
taking place in the middle of the room.  Like some kind of wild porno show
or something it blew me away and my cock felt close to bursting point with
arousal.

The blond whore riding into Gary's ass had barely looked up at me when I
entered the room then with a filthy, leering look on his face he dropped
his eyes to get me to look at his crotch as it pressed hard against Gary's
hairy ass cheeks.  Then the second amazing sight - the blond whore held the
base of his cock and slowly began to draw it out of Gary's chute, I was
amazed, this long red shaft of young flesh just kept coming, a good eight
inches woulda been buried up inside Gary's bowels.  Finally with a gasp
Gary slumped to the floor and the whore got quickly to his feet and aimed
his clean but ass juice covered cock at a guy that lay next to Michael on
one end of Gary's bed - I guessed this was Julian the guy Michael
mentioned.  Julian raised his legs high into the air and continued to pump
his finger into his own asshole - this was all the blond whore needed.

Lunging across the room he soon slipped his shaft into the awaiting young
ass hole.  Letting out a gasp Julian lifted his legs higher and let the
whore spread them wide and roughly until his rosebud swallowed the cock.

Kneeling down on the floor I undid the brace in Gary's mouth and untied the
white ropes that held him fast.  Bondage isn't something I know or am into
so it was a relief when he submitted to me taking away his 'toys'.

Seeing as we knew each other I decided to kneel down and bending over
pulled Gary's thick meaty erection free of his boxers before taking it into
my mouth.  The acrid sweet smell of someone's ass filled my mouth but I
barely flinched, the filthy debauched scene I'd been brought into was no
shock to me only some kind of great dream.

"You know that's John's ass you can taste on my cock.  100 bucks gets the
works"

I knew it, any reservations I had about using prostitutes melted away as I
nuzzled deep into Gary's crotch.  Picturing the crazy look in the blonde
whores eyes as he'd leered at me only increased the suction of my lips.

Gary leaned down to my ear.  "You wanna taste a hookers hole"

With lips glistening with dribble I looked at Gary; "fuck yeah."

Without getting off our knee's we shuffled across the room to where the
whore pounded Julians hole.  Michael continued to finger wildly at himself
as he clicked as to what we planned.

Gary went first.  Putting his hands between the blond whores sweaty ass
cheeks he pried them apart revealing a raw, almost hairless crevice, the
asshole twitched as Gary's fingers ran lightly across the ring.  The skin
looked clean but the stale smell of ass that had been sitting around too
long soon made it across to Thomas's nostrils.

Without hesitation Gary's lapped his tongue up the crack.

"Lick me out" the whore gruffly said into the air.

Gary kissed and tongued out the ass, pulling back he slammed his lips
between the smooth cheeks until all you could hear was the sound of deep
and desperate sucking.

Suddenly the whore pulled his cock from the guys chute and looking down at
me and Gary and said like me meant it.

"I'm gonna fuck every hole in this room"

It was then Michael's turn, he got into a crouching position, Julian had
been fucked hard but he still leant woozily across and helped to part
Michael's ass cheeks.  Letting out a stifled moan Michael's glasses flew to
the floor as he threw his head back in sudden shock of pain and ecstasy.

The whores ass sweat was smeared across Gary's cheeks, pushing our mouths
together we kissed wet and firm as we grabbed for each others erections.
Leaning close together the hot shafts of flesh rubbed against our bodies.

Moving to the couch I got Gary to lay down on his back and taking the lead
of the other night I squatted over his mouth and pulling my cheeks apart
dropped my wrinkled ass hole onto his lips.  Bobbing my body up and down I
was in raptures as his tongue snaked up and down my crack and flickered wet
against my tightening balls.

He sent glob after glob of wet spit shooting against my hole until it was
soft and ready, saliva tasting of my ass dropped to his lips but still he
went on determined to get my ass ready for the whore.

From the other side of the room I heard the blond whore exclaim OK and
joining the sweaty heap that was Michael and Julian on the bed me and Gary
scooted into position.  Gary pistoned my hole with one finger then two
until finally it was ready.  The whores clammy hands grabbed at my waist
and Gary guided his shaft into my twitching eager ring.  The burning pain
of cock as it slid up my bowels sent my head spinning, thinking for a
second that I had to pull it out I was glad when I didn't as the whores
smooth graceful thrust into my body soon felt soothing and beautiful.

Thumping hard at my cock I knew I was close.  Then a shot of cum splattered
against my face, Julians cock was oozing and dribbling sperm onto my hair.

With a plop and a rush of cool air the whore wrenched his shaft from my
ass.  Moving to the other end of the end of the bed he dropped to his
knee's and forced my mouth open so I took the ass wet shaft of his cock.
The smell and the taste of all the ass in the room was thick in his pubic
hair, as he pumped into me, the sour sweet tang of young bowels sent shock
waves through my tongue until finally he began to deposit a hot smooth load
of cum into my mouth, cleansing and soothing my throat.  I soon shot off my
own load deep into Gary's' bed sheets.

Collapsing exhausted and wet on the bed the five of us lay their totally
satisfied, squeezing the last drops of cum from each others spent cocks.  I
knew I'd be here again.

THE END

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