Date: Wed, 17 May 2006 19:51:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Harry Rod <harryrod575@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Exhibitionist Roommate - Chapter 10

"Say Mike," I asked, "did the doctor give any directions or instructions if
I wanted to fuck you?"  Mike's eyes opened wide and he smiled.

"As a matter of fact he did."  There was no limits for Mike, it seemed.
"The best one for the next week or so; would be for you to lie on your back
and for me to sit on your cock and do the work."  He smiled real big then.
"So when do you want to try it?"

"Soon," I said and I was feeling my cock swell.  "However, right now, there
is something that would really help my healing process."

"What's that," Mike said with a look of concern on his face.

"To see that cock of yours again!"  He chuckled again at that and reached
for his zipper.  He pulled out his cock and let it hang there.

"Is that helping?" he said smiling.

"Fuck no!  I want to see it hard and ready to go."

He laughed again, and started working on his cock.  It didn't take him long
to get hard for me.  I lay back and watched him work on his cock, enjoying
the sight.  He was enjoying it and I was too.

He had closed his eyes getting into the whole thing.  He opened them and
said, "You need to finish your dinner.  I'll stop while you finish up and
then we can continue after dinner."  He took his hand away from his cock,
but left it out and pointing at the ceiling.

"I'll eat my dinner on one condition," I said reaching for another onion
ring.

"What's that?" he said.

I grinned and said, "That I get a shot of liquid protein for dessert."

His mouth made and "O" and he said, "Sure!  That ought to be good for what
ails you."

"While I eat, you can tell me the story of New Orleans and your brothers."
I said, opening the sack and pulling out the sub sandwich; unwrapped it and
mouth watering, took a bit.  It was great!

"It was during my senior year, my brothers told me we were going to New
Orleans for Mardi Gras.  We packed some clothes, jumped in my oldest
brother, Bill's car and headed down.

"I tried to pry out of them what was going to happen, but got nowhere,
except that there would be a lot of partying.  They did explain that there
were a series of parades leading up to the big one on Tuesday.

"They had reserved us a room in the French Quarter, not far from Bourbon
Street.  During the late afternoon we toured around, went to Cafe du Monde,
the Atlas Oyster Bar, and a bar called OZ.  It was easy to get drinks and
the food was great!

"Driving back to our room, I was sitting in the passenger seat, Bill was
driving and Tom was in the back.  Tom told me to take off my t-shirt and I
did.  The traffic was bad and we were moving very slowly.  We had rolled
down the windows, enjoying the sounds and smells of the city.

Tom then told me to push my shorts down to my ankles.  I did as I was told
and began to get hard.  It was then that I realized that there was a crowd
of people on the sidewalk next to us.  I was completely on display!

"Guys would come up to the window, lean in, stroke my cock, laugh and hand
me a string of beads.  I began to get really turned on by the whole thing.
Soon the number of beads was getting larger.  It seemed like it was a sign.
People began flocking to the car.

"Mostly men, but a few women as well, reached in and stroked or fondled me.
It was so hot!  Tom told me I was not allowed to cum, so not to get too
excited.

"By the time we got to our room, I was dripping and eager to cum.  Bill let
me pull up my shorts, but not my t-shirt, so the head of my cock stuck out
of the waistband of my shorts.  We climbed the stairs up to the room and
just before entering, as we stood on the landing outside the room, Todd
told me to drop my shorts again.

"I dropped them and stood there naked and hard, while they looked for the
key.  I heard a wolf whistle, but didn't turn around to look for where it
came from.

"In the room, Bill and Tom took off their shorts and showed me how hard
they were getting.  We stood close to each other, playing with each other's
cocks.  Bill explained that we were going to go out on the street in just
our shorts.  We could collect beads for showing our cocks.

"There was going to be a contest among us on who could collect the most
beads.  I was so turned on by the thought of it.  We had a beer and then we
put on really baggy shorts and headed out.

"Once out on Bourbon Street, I couldn't believe how crowded the place was.
The street was blocked off, so it was people from one sidewalk to the
other.  Bill walked up to a guy with a bunch of beads on his arms and
smiled at the guy and looked down.  The guy followed his gaze to Bill's
shorts.  Bill pulled down the front of his shorts and showed the guy his
cock.

"The guy smiled and put a string of beads around Bill's neck.  In fact, Tom
and I also got our first string of beads from the guy.  I was so turned on,
walking around showing off my cock.  Once I had a dozen or so strands of
beads, I guess everyone knew how I was getting them, so they would seek me
out to get a peak.

"One guy had a very elaborate string.  He told me he would give it to me,
if I would drop my shorts to the ground and let him feel my cock.  I smiled
real big and put my thumb in the waistband of my shorts and pushed them to
the ground.  I stood there and he reached over, wrapped his hand around my
cock and squeezed it.  He moaned and I sighed.  He handed me the beads; I
put them on and pulled up my shorts.

"Well, that string of beads became a signal, as I started getting more
people asking me to do bolder and bolder things for these elaborate strings
of beads."

"Like what," I said around a mouthful of sandwich, aware that my cock was
up and enjoying the story.

"One guy offered me 2 big strands of beads with cocks on them, if I would
let him suck my cock for a moment.  Guys kind of fenced us in as I dropped
my shorts and the guy knelt right there and took my cock into his mouth.  I
was smiling away and became aware of all the cameras that were out getting
shots of the action.

"Some one put a long plastic glass in my hand.  It was about 24" tall.  It
had a straw in it and I took a sip.  It was sweet and powerful.  I found
out later that is was a frozen hurricane.  Things began to really get wild
then.  People had their hands all over me.

"One guy put his hand to my crack and stuck his finger up my hole.  I was
getting very horny and drunk.  I wanted to cum.  Finally, a guy offered me
a hundred bucks if I'd come back to his hotel and let him suck me off.  I
said sure and pulled up my shorts and followed him.

"Once in his room, he took me out to the balcony that overlooked Bourbon
Street.  He had me drop my shorts there, so I was on display for everyone!

"He left the doors open, but went back and sat on the bed and pulled me
over in front of him.  He went down on my cock then and really started
working on it.  I gripped the back of his head and began fucking his face.
I wanted to get off.

"I vaguely heard catcalls and calls of, 'give it to him,' and 'suck him
dry.'  I realized that there were people on the balconies across the street
that were watching the whole show.  I also realized that there were flashes
going off.  I didn't care, I wanted to get off.

"And it didn't take long until I was filing his throat with hot cum.  He
sucked me dry.  When I came down the high of cumming, he asked if he could
take some pictures of me.

"I said sure and he took pictures of me in all kinds of positions.
Finally, I went out onto the balcony to retrieve my shorts and found that
there were dozens of strands of beads there, evidently thrown to me for my
performance.  I put back on all my beads and realized how many I had and
how heavy they were.

"I headed down and back onto the street, heading off in the general
direction of our room.  I was accosted all the way back with offers of more
beads for more action on my cock.  I think I had finished my drink because
I was agreeable to anything.  And I know I got my picture taken many more
times.

"I think there was another drink or two getting back to the room and I
think I did the stairs to the room naked.  I did have my shorts because I
had a key.

"I got into the room, took off beads and beads and beads and more beads and
was exhausted then from the evening and passed out on the bed.

"Well, I had a hangover the next day, but I won the bet.  In fact, I won it
the next 3 nights as well.  Tuesday night was the wildest.

"My brothers and I stuck together and did things together to get more
beads.  And drinks.  I can't remember all of the shit we did, but I know
that at least once, we were all naked at the same time and each had a guy
sucking on our cocks!

"We had so many beads!  We sorted through them and took one of each of the
unique ones and we donated the rest.  It was a wild time.  I don't drink as
much anymore, but I still love to drop my pants whenever I can."

I had finished the sandwich, the milkshake and the onion rings.  I wiped up
my face with the napkin and the wiped off the tray.  Then I looked at Mike
and licked my lips.

"Time for dessert," I said and grinned.  "Come over here and drop those
shorts."  Mike pulled the curtain around the bed, saying there were kids
wandering the halls.  He then stepped up close to the bed and pushed his
shorts down.  I rolled over on my side and moved closer until I was looking
into his cock.

Man it looked good!  I sighed, closed my eyes and leaned in and took the
head in my mouth and then Mike sighed!  His cock tasted so good.  Man, I
wanted to suck it dry!  I worked my tongue around the head and tried to get
into the piss slit.  I licked it up one side and down the other and then
held his balls gently in one hand and began to work on his cock.

He started fucking my face then, with his hands on my head.  He was pushing
his dick further and further into my throat on each stroke.  I was still
learning about this and had to fight the gag reflex as I wanted more of his
cock.  I went about it with fervor wanting to satisfy him as well as
myself.

Mike, always the hot one, was hot and horny; it wasn't going to take much
to get him over edge.  Just in the short time I had known him, I had
learned the signs of when he was close to shooting.  I felt his cock swell
in my mouth and knew I was would soon be tasting his spunk.

And I wasn't wrong because I got a blast in the mouth with his warm cum.  I
thirstily sucked it out of his cock, draining every drop.  He was moaning
as I worked the last of it out.  I rolled onto my back and wiped my face
and smiled.  "Best dessert in a long time.  Now how about you get your dose
of liquid protein!"  I said and I chuckled.

"No, we can't put too much stress on you and you have already cum today."
He grinned as he bent to pull up his shorts.  "I think you have cum quite
enough for the next several days.  The doctor said, I should monitor your
orgasms and not allow you to have too many until you were completely
healed."  He smiled big then.

"You're lying.  I said.

"Nope, you can even ask the doctor."

"Ask the doctor what?" the doctor said as he pulled back the curtain around
my bed.

I think I blushed and then stammered, "Ah, ask you how soon it will be
before I can go back to school."  I think he knew I was lying as he looked
between Mike and me.

Mike just smiled and looked between the doctor and me.  So everyone ended
up looking at me.  I kept my mouth shut.

"I will look you over now and then again in the morning.  If everything
looks fine in the morning and you are progressing properly, then you can go
back to the dorm and resume normal activities." He stressed normal.
"Without a lot of physical exertion -- no heavy lifting and nothing too
stressful; I was concerned about the trauma to the head and if there are no
indications of any damage, tomorrow will be fine."

He proceeded to pull down the covers and up on my hospital gown, completely
exposing me, once again.  He felt around the bruises on my chest, ribs and
stomach, all of which still hurt.  Then he took my cock in his hands and
looked at it by twisting it this way and that.  Then he took hold of my
balls and rolled them around between his fingers.  He grunted, then pulled
down my gown and went back on to check my face and the bruises around my
eye.  When he was finished he pulled up my blanket and sheet.  He made some
notes on the chart and then looked at me.

"You are healing nicely.  You are a healthy young man and there should be
no reason you aren't back to an active school life in a short while.  I had
a little chat with your friend here.  We discussed some limitations and
suggestions for your continued sexual activities."  I know I blushed then.
My cock had swollen a bit at his manipulations, and it jerked a bit at this
frank discussion of my sex life, especially ones that involved another man.

"You follow the directions you receive tomorrow morning and you should soon
be able to have no restrictions on what activities you can participate in."
He looked from me to Mike and smiled again.  He patted me on the shoulder
and then left the room.

"You blushed!" Mike said and smiled.  He started to say more, but Todd came
in with a tray.

"Time for your medication."  He handed me a little cup and then a paper cup
of water.  I took the pills and put them in my mouth and then swallowed
them with the water.  He looked between the two of us and smiled again,
shook his head and left saying, "See you in the morning."

After he left Mike pulled the chair over and started asking me about what I
did when I was growing up.  I started talking about schools and trips with
the family and as I was getting sleepier realized he meant what I had done
sexually.  But by then I was zoning out.

When I woke up, Mike was there and it was morning.  I was groggy and could
still remember wisps of my last dream.  Me naked in the cafeteria and Mike
was making me jerk off onto my cereal in the morning before I could eat it.
I looked down and saw that I was tenting the sheets.  Mike chuckled and
said, "Must have been some wild dream."

I was blushing and started to say something when Todd walked in with my
breakfast.  He looked at my sheets, smiled, then proceeded to ignore it.
He took my vitals and then put down my tray of cereal, fruit, yogurt and
juice.  I had to smile and heated up a bit as I remembered my dream again
in association with breakfast.  Mike wanted to know what was going on.  I
told him later.

Todd pulled down the covers and up my gown to check my bruises.  My hard
cock was completely visible as he did this, but he was ignoring it.  Which
didn't help me, I just swelled a bit more at being on display.

"Do you think we should take care of his condition again?" Mike asked of
Todd.

Todd smiled and said, "Would love to, but after having to explain to the
doctor why he was shaved and what we had done, I better not.  He said it
wasn't very professional of me and that I could be terminated if it ever
happened again."

"Sorry, didn't mean to get you in trouble." Mike said seriously.

"Oh, don't worry.  He was actually glad I let him know about the two of
you.  It seemed to make him feel better about your condition and your
situation.  Said he was going to talk to your roommate.  Did he?" Todd
asked as he looked at Mike.

"Yes, we had a nice long talk about Tim and what I should and shouldn't be
doing with him."  He grinned really big then and winked at Todd.

Todd chuckled and put some medicine on my eye.  Then he said, "Well, I
think we should take his temperature."  He pulled out a thermometer and I
opened my mouth.  "No, not that end."  He smiled showing a mouth full of
white teeth.

He put something on the tube and then pulled my legs up again bending my
knees and planting my feet wide apart.  He then reached between my legs,
spread my cheeks and slipped the thermometer in.  Mike was smiling and
watching Todd as he worked the thin instrument into my ass.  I had clinched
down on it.  Todd told me to relax.  I tried to, and looked from his
smiling face to Mike's.  My cock was now hard.  Todd took hold of it, moved
his hand out of my crack for a moment and then back in.  Only this time he
slipped a finger inside me.  I gasped and he chuckled.

He moved his finger around until he touched my prostate.  I nearly jumped
off of the bed and my cock started dripping.  He inserted a second finger
in and wiggled it around.  I was moaning now.  "He is really tight," Todd
said.

"Yes, he is a virgin down there." Mike said.

I was so turned on.  Having this done to me while Mike watched was really
pushing my buttons.  I don't know if it was the exhibitionism, the
humiliation, or what, but man, my cock was throbbing and I was eager to
cum; to feel that amazing feeling.

"Then I better not do too much.  Shall I leave that for you?" Todd asked
Mike.

"I think that is the plan," he said with a gleam in his eye.

Todd pulled his fingers out and I felt empty; I wanted him to keep his
fingers in.  He wiped his hands on some cloth, cleaned the thermometer,
leaving me exposed, hard and horny.  Finally, he put my gown down and the
covers up, but not before giving my cock a little tweak.

"Sorry, I just couldn't resist.  He is such a cute kid." Todd said to Mike.

"It's okay, I think so too."  Mike said beaming.

As Todd left the room, my folks came in.  They both were smiling as they
looked between Mike and me.  I felt like I had been left out of something.
But was glad they seemed to be accepting of Mike.

They asked what the doctor had said and how I was feeling.  Mike had slid
the table over my lap to hide my condition, but I think my father caught a
glimpse because he looked between Mike and me.

I told them what the doctor had said last night.  Then we chatted a bit
about uncles and cousins.  I found out my cousin was going to come for a
visit to the university next week to see me.  I hadn't spent much time with
him, but knew he not only was the same age, but into sports and many of the
things I was in.  I thought of the last time I had seen him, when we were
14 and we were up at my uncle's place on the lake.  He was a skinny dude
who loved to be in the water.

The doctor came in and checked me over and told me I would be released.  He
made notes on my charts, prescribed some medicine and gave me directions to
use it twice a day on my eye to help the swelling go down.

I guess I had gotten distracted because by the time I was told to get
dressed my dick had gone down.  My dad made my Mom leave so I could get
dressed.  I think he caught a glimpse of my shaved crotch and looked
between Mike and I, before he left as well.  Mike sat and watched as I
dressed.  And once again, I began to get hard, being on display for him
like this.  He smiled as he saw my reaction.  I liked that.

After I was dressed and started to walk out; I realized how weak I had
gotten in just the couple of days in the hospital.  They took me to the
curb in a wheel chair and then I got into Mike's car and my parents
followed us back to the dorms.  Mike was chuckling about my weakness and my
shaved crotch and my general horniness as we drove back.

He said he had lots of things planned for me now that I was out of the
hospital.  My mind ran through all kinds of images as I thought of what he
might have in mind.


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