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Measuring my cum Pt. 6

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I didn’t feel like going upstairs to wash, so I grabbed a few ‘wet & wipe’ tissues from a tub we kept in the kitchen, and gave my now limp cock a good clean and wipe over, especially around the tip as I pulled back the foreskin a little.
It felt exciting to be naked like this in our kitchen, mom having just wanked me off in here. Then, still in the nude, I walked out of the kitchen, along the hallway, and into our downstairs cloakroom, and flushed the wet tissues I had used to clean myself down the toilet.
As I washed my hands in the basin, I gave myself a look over in the mirror above it.
I almost had a glow about me. All this ‘sexual activity’, seemed to be a having a real positive effect on me.
Then, I walked back into the kitchen and pulled my boxer shorts on, followed by my house gown, and finally sat down at the kitchen table, waiting for mom to come down.
I started to wonder what she would wear for me. It was still rather amazing that she had said she would be giving me ‘constant visual stimulation’ over the rest of the weekend, whatever that meant. I could not imagine that she would be wearing sexy underwear for me all weekend, but the way things were going, I guess anything was possible! I hadn’t yet even seen her in anything more than her regular old fashioned bra and panties, so the idea that she had gone to some lingerie shops especially to buy sexy stuff for me, to turn me on, was still pretty far out!
But, hey, I wasn’t going to complain. It would be like a fantasy come true! As I thought over this, my dick stirred a bit, and I wondered just how much I could really cum. So far it had been four times a day, but I hadn’t really pushed myself. But I guessed mom was right, it may well be useful to see where my limit was, and to provide as much information to Dr Taylor as possible about the extent of my seemingly incredulous cum production!
I also wondered just how far mom would let me go in terms of touching her, and perhaps more. But before I could think about this any more, I heard her start to come down the stairs, and I braced myself for whatever stirring sight might befall me as she came into the kitchen.
You could not see directly into our hall from the kitchen table where I sat, so it was only as she came around the corner that I saw her.
My jaw dropped.
Without looking at me, she just walked casually in and went over to the kitchen sink and started doing some washing up, with her back to me.
I just looked and stared, open mouthed, almost in amazement.
Before I tell you what she was wearing, just a short aside. You have to remember that up to now in my life, mom had always been rather ‘prudish’ in her clothing, being very straight laced and wearing long skirts and tops that would cover most of her body her well, although of course nothing could hide the size of her large boobs. Whatever she wore, it was normally very ladylike and conservative, with a big ‘C’. And although she still had a reasonable figure and curves, she would always wear clothes that would never accentuate her largish, but still shapely ass.
But now as I looked at her in our kitchen just a few feet away from me, it was a sight to behold for any big butt and full figured woman loving, red-blooded male!
She was wearing light grey shorts and a low cut, pink blouse, and heels that were as high as I’d ever seen her wear, so that her legs and ass looked really sexy. I hadn’t seen her in shorts for many years, but these were no ordinary shorts. They seemed to be made of soft, jersey like fabric that clung to her skin and moulded to every curve. Not only that, but it looked like she had cut them so that about one third of the lower part of her ass cheeks were showing! Fuck!
Her shorts weren’t quite ‘hot pants’, but if you can imagine a mature voluptuous lady with a curvy figure and a largish butt in figure hugging shorts, that exposed about a third of her ass cheeks, that’s what she was wearing! And they clung tightly into her butt crack, just to make it look even sexier! Fuck me!
“I know you have a thing for my bottom, Jacob,” she said finally in a firm tone, and still with her back towards me, “So I’ve decided to wear things that will help to arouse you when you look at it.”
I gulped.
“It…er…really…er…looks great mom,” I said, hesitatingly, feeling my dick move in my boxer’s, and not really sure what to say to her.
“Good,” said mom, and finally turned around. Then I saw her front properly. She must have taken out one of her very old tops, which had string like shoulder straps, leaving exposed her upper shoulders. Not only that, but it looked like she had cut the fabric around the area which would normally have covered her boobs, so that there was a huge amount of cleavage showing! I could clearly see the shape of them, as they hung under her top. As I looked closer, I could make out her thick nipples protruding through the pink fabric. It looked like she wasn’t wearing any bra!
Then my eyes wandered down to her crotch area. Jesus! The soft material of her shorts was so tightly pulled into her crotch that I could see the slight indent of her pussy line. My dick jerked up more in response.
Then, she looked at me hard in the eyes and said, “Oh, and by the way, I’m not wearing any bra or panties under these, in case you don’t notice.”
Fuck me! My mouth started watering, and my dick stirred in my boxer’s again!
Then, before I could reply, she turned around and said, “Now Jacob, as it’s almost 6.00pm, I’m going to start getting dinner ready. Just sit and watch me, and when you feel aroused enough to…you know…cum,….let me know, and we’ll get another sample.”
“Er,.. ok mom,” I said. My dick was already moving like a snake under my gown, but it wasn’t quite semi-hard yet. I didn’t think it would be long though.
Mom walked over to the fridge, opened the large door and bent down to pick something up from the lower shelves. Fuck! Her ass was poking out back towards me, the soft fabric of her shorts stretching and pulling even tighter into and between her butt cheeks, so that her ass looked even hotter, if that could be possible, in those shorts!
“And while I get things ready,” she said, standing up again and walking back to the worktop with some salad making stuff, “I want to ask you some questions which might help me to know just how best I can stimulate you, and it may also help to arouse you just by talking about it.”
I swallowed again.
Mom stood with her back to me, her ass cheeks partly showing in her ‘hot pants’, and started cutting up some lettuce and tomatoes.
As she did so, she said, “Tell me Jacob, I know you like my bottom, but I’d like to know just what you like about it.” Mom spoke almost like she was teasing me and I blushed.
“Well..er…,” I started.
“Tell me honestly,” she said. “Don’t be shy.”
“Well…er…I like the…er…fullness and roundness of it mom,” I said, a bit timidly.
“Go on,” she said.
Felling encouraged, I continued, “I’ve…er …always liked largish asses’ mom.”
“And why is that Jacob?” quizzed mom. “I always thought men liked smaller, pert and firm, toned bottoms.”
Feeling more a bit more confident, I said, “Well, they look nice in photos, but…er…I don’t think you can…er…you know…get a nice deep handful of butt cheek with those.”
Mom burst out into a little laugh.
“Oh, I see,” she said. “And there I was I at my age thinking my butt was too big and unattractive.”
I relaxed a bit at mom’s laugh and began to feel more conversational. “Well, if it’s too big and with lots of fat and cellulite it wouldn’t be very attractive to me, but your ass is just right mom, not too big and not too small, and it’s also still quite shapely and firm in places. It does sag a little bit, but that makes it even nicer for me, as I …er…sort of like to see the flesh there jiggle and wobble as you walk, and I don’t think you get that effect so much with firm, toned ones.”
“Goodness me” said mom, “You do have a lot to say about backsides, and mine in particular!” She still had her back to me and was now mixing the salad in a large bowl and adding seasoning and dressing.
“You do still have quite nice curves, mom,” I continued, feeling even more relaxed as we spoke, and like I wanted to tell mom how good looking I thought she still was. “And that’s why I’ve said to you so many times about going out and meeting someone. I know you’ve been put off a lot with your experience with dad, but I’m sure plenty of single guys around your age would like to meet and date you. You never know, you might meet someone really nice.”
Mom became silent and as she finished mixing the salad. She turned around and then walked over to the kitchen table, still holding the salad bowl, her bra-less tits sexily wobbling in her low cut top. She put the bowl on the table, bending forward towards me slightly so that I got an even better view of her cleavage.
“Thanks, Jacob,” she said breaking into a smile. “That’s nice of you to say so. I might take up your advice, as it’s good to hear your opinion on how I look. But for now, we must concentrate on your little problem.” She looked at me in hard the eyes for a moment, and then said, “Do you like the way my boobs look in my blouse?”
I swallowed again, and my dick now jerked up hard in my boxer’s as I looked down into mom’s cleavage right in front of her, and could see her large tits hanging freely under her top, as she had no bra on.
I blushed again, looking at her boobs, and said a little uncomfortably, “Er…yea mom,…er…they look really g…good.”
“Do they look sexy?” she said, still holding her bent forward pose.
“Y..yep…they sure do mom,” I replied, feeling an overwhelming desire to grab them, but controlling myself.
“Good,” she said and stood up straight again and walked back to the worktop next to the cooker. I watched her ass cheeks wobble and swing from side to side in her tight shorts. My dick became a bit harder, but I knew I was not quite ready to cum.
“Do you like boobs too, then?” said mom quizzingly again.
“Yea…sure I do mom,” I replied.
“But not as much as bottoms,” she retorted.
“Well…I like both,” I said blushing a little again. “Especially when boobs are large and…well…a bit floppy and jiggly, like yours mom,” I added, to reassure her and truthfully too.
“So that’s why you find my body so arousing is it?” said mom, still with her back to me whilst she put some pasta into a pan to boil up.
“Well…er…I like women with…er…full curves,” I said.
“You mean voluptuous,” said mom.
“Yea, I guess so,” I replied.
“I see,” said mom. “Well it’s a good thing I look the way I do then isn’t it Jacob, otherwise I might have had difficulty helping you to cum as Dr Taylor suggested?”
“Maybe,” I said, not quite knowing what to say to that.
There was silence for a minute or two.
“Are you feeling aroused yet Jacob?” said mom, finally breaking it. She was now mixing up some pasta sauce and meatballs, still with her back to me.
“Yes, I am,” I replied. “I’m hard.”
“Well, why didn’t you say?” said mom, turning around and looking at me.
“I didn’t feel I was quite ready until now,” I replied.
“Ok, just wait a minute or two while I get everything ready to go on simmer to cook. We’ll have about half an hour then before it’s all ready, so we’ll have time to squeeze in another session before we eat.”
My dick jerked up again in my boxer’s and tented up my gown as she spoke.
Mom carried on adding ingredients and mixing the saucepans as she stood with her back to me, facing the cooker.
Then, after a few minutes, she turned around and said, “Ok, that’s done. Follow me upstairs.” And with that, she grabbed the semen beaker from the windowsill near her, and started walking out of the kitchen.
I got up and followed her, my eyes locked on her ass as she walked.
As I walked behind her up the stairs, I almost started salivating, watching her ass cheeks, which were almost level with my face as she took each step. It looked almost liked she was swinging her hips even more than normal as she walked up, just to give me some extra stimulation! Fuck!
Reaching the top of the stairs, she walked into my bedroom, and I followed.
“I think perhaps we should do things a bit differently now,” she said, as we reached the side of the bed and stood next to it. “Rather than have you lying on the bed whilst I wank you off, it may give you more stimulation if we added some variety.”
“Er…ok,” I said. The tent in my gown was now clearly showing.
Mom looked at it and said, “Well, take your gown and boxer’s off and lets, see that nice hard cock of yours again.”
Fuck! Mom talking like that was turning me on even more. She sat down on the bed facing me to watch me undress.
I took off my gown and threw it on the far corner of my bed. My hard-on popped out through the front of my boxer shorts as I did so. I pulled them down, and chucked them into the same corner as my gown. Now, I stood naked in front of mom, with my proud, full hard-on pointing up at her.
“I think perhaps we should start with some breast stimulation,” she said, and started to take off her top, pulling it over her head. Mom’s gorgeous boobs came into full view.
She held them for me, for a moment, pointing them in my direction. She’d never done that before, and it made my hard –on jerk up at her. “Come and play with these lovelies,” she said invitingly.
I couldn’t believe how eager to please mom seemed to have become.
“Give them a suck, Jacob.”
I knelt down in front of her, and like I had done in our session in the afternoon, I gave each one a good suck and lick, paying close attention to each nipple, and caressing and cupping each boob generously, and feeling the wonderful soft flesh of each. This time, mom let me carry on much longer than before. My prick was rampant as I did this, kneeling in front of her.
Then, after letting me do this for what seemed like ages, I was beginning to think mom would now let me fuck her boobs again, like last time, but she surprised me by saying, “Now, Jacob, as you’ve been so nice to me about my bottom, I’m going to give you a special treat. I’m going to get up and you may give it a feel and a kiss through the material of my shorts.”
“Fuck! This was the first time she was letting me kiss her wonderful ass!
Mom stood up, her tits swaying freely and sexily as she did so, turned around so her back was to me and then spread her legs a little and bent over so that her hands were resting on the mattress, with her arms straight for support, and offered me her glorious backside.
Fucking hell! Her pose was really enticing and arousing, and all I could do was just drop to my knees again, so that my face was level with her buttocks, and I just slobbered, kissed and licked the lower part of her ass cheeks that were exposed, like I was some wild crazed animal. Fuck!
“Easy now,” said mom, realising I was all over her buttocks like something possessed. “You’ll have plenty of chance to do this later too.”
Man, hearing her talk like that, rather than calming me down, just caused my prick to rage up even further.
After a moment, I eased up on the way I was kissing the visible uncovered part of her ass, and then started to feel each butt cheek where it was still covered by her tight shorts, and kissed them through the material.
Then, looking more closely at the area where her butt crack was, which now had the fabric of her shorts caught, and tightly stretched in it, creating a sort of ‘canal’, I realised I could see the indentation of her pussy crack, as the soft, thin fabric was so tight against it. Fuck!
I desperately wanted to kiss her there through the material of her shorts, so I started to kiss all around the outside of her butt crack first and then just let the tip of my tongue gently and lightly touch the fabric that was stretched tightly in her butt crack. Mom did not say anything to object as I did so. I did this a few more times at intervals as I was kissing and feeling up her glorious full ass cheeks through her shorts.
Although I was fully hard now, with my dick raging, I sensed that I was still not quite ready to cum. It was now becoming apparent that it was taking me a bit longer to feel like I could cum.
I think mom, must have also noticed this because she said, “Aren’t you ready to cum yet?”
“No, mom,” I replied, “Not just yet.”
“That’s interesting to know,” she replied still bent over and posing for me. “Well, maybe some more stimulation is in order. Why don’t you slap my butt cheeks with your dick honey? You know, like you did in the bathroom.”
That sounded good to me, so I stood up and grabbed by hard-on with my right hand.
Mom was still bent over in the same pose, and now she started wriggling her ass at me a little, shaking it from side to side, as if to taunt me with it.
I started slapping her cheeks hard with my prick, over the exposed lower flesh and then on the covered part of her ass, over the fabric of her tight shorts.
Then looking at the crack of her ass again, where the material was tightly stretched so as to form a valley, I just couldn’t help rubbing my cock head along it. It went over her pussy slit, pushing the stretched material there in a little way.
Mom gasped a little, but again did not object.
Feeling encouraged, I did this a couple more times, and on the last of these, I let my cock head linger over the soft, taught fabric that was right over her cunt, and pushed in a bit more. But because of the tightness of the fabric over it, there was no way I could actually enter her pussy. Again, whilst I did this, mom gasped a little, but did not say anything or object. Well, that was it. Doing that, and the incredible sight of her ass as she posed for me, caused the cum rise in my balls, and I shouted out to her, “Ok mom, I’m ready.”
She grabbed the semen beaker, which she had put on the bed next to my pillows and turned around quickly and sat on the bed, her tits flopping and jiggling as she did so.
She grabbed my cock, pointed the tip into the beaker and started stroking me firmly.
“Uhh…Uhhh…Uhhhhhhhhhhh….,” I grunted out loudly, as I came.
“Yes, baby, cum for mommy,” she said encouragingly.
Hearing her say that, just seemed to extend the length of my cum waves, and I carried on spurting, and mom kept on pulling on me, until the pulsations became less and less, until I finally stopped and became limp.
Following her usual pattern, mom wiped the ends of her fingers which had caught some of my cum into the beaker, so as to collect every last drop.
Finally, she held up the beaker up again and said, “Honey, I think I detect a little less spunk than normal. Maybe I’m starting to dry you up a little?”
I had sat down on the bed next to her to recover, and looked over at the beaker. Normally my cum would be up to the lines at least one third of the way up the sides, if not more, but this was one mark below that.
“Maybe,” I replied. “That was my fourth time today, and we normally stop at this point. Perhaps you need to stimulate me more the rest of the evening to get me going enough, and ready to cum, to see if I do actually run out.”
“Well, I don’t think that will be a problem,” mom replied, looking at me with a slight smile on her face. “After dinner, I’m going to put on some of that lingerie I bought today, and I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.”
I blushed deeply. Although I was getting used to what we were doing, mom seemed to be taking things to a new level each time, and I still had a tinge of embarrassment about the whole thing.
“Er..thanks, mom,” I said gratefully, “To be honest…er…I sort of, can’t wait.”
Mom slapped me on the cheek playfully, smiling, and said, “Ok, come on, clean yourself up and come downstairs. I’m just going to note down this measurement and then go and put dinner on the plates. See you in a few minutes.” And with that she got up, picked up her top, and walked out of my room, her tits swaying sexily in front of her as she did so.
I looked at her ass again as she swung her hips, watching it move from side to side in her tight shorts and a twinge of excitement ran through me. This was not just because she was going to dress in sexy lingerie for me in our next session, but also because I remembered that I had touched her pussy slit through the material of her shorts with the tip of my cock, and she had not objected! Fuck me! Maybe I could go all the way!

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Billy’s College Bitch Boy

Billy’s College Bitch Boy
By Jimmy Seay
Text Copyright © 2012 Jimmy Seay
All rights reserved
Billy needed a new bitch boy. He didn’t just want a new bitch boy, in his mind he absolutely needed one. The 18 year old was away at college now, his dick crazy step brother wasn’t around to service his needs. He was used to climaxing two or three times a day at the least. College wasn’t going to interfere with that important fact.
He was a handsome dark haired young man. He had an almost smoldering sex appeal. Most girls found him extremely attractive, however, the feeling wasn’t mutual for Billy. Since the age of 13, he had realized that it was other boys that made his meat bone up.
Billy wasn’t attracted to just any boy, just certain ones. He liked them around his own size and build. He liked them sexy and handsome to the point of being almost pretty. He also liked the straight boy type. He didn’t care for flaming sissy boys.
He had already discovered a couple of campus men’s rooms tucked out of the way equipped with glory holes and decorated with graffiti and crude art work. That wasn’t Billy’s style, he didn’t like sticking his dick thru a hole in a stall wall and he’d never liked the bad odors of public restrooms. No, he needed something better than a bathroom stall. He preferred direct contact with no wall in the way.
Yes, Billy needed a new bitch boy. He didn’t foresee a problem finding one. He had only been at college for a few days but had already found the perfect candidate. His dorm mate, Tucker, was a pretty boy. Not only did Tucker have a pretty face, the guy had a slim and extremely defined body. Yeah, his new room mate would be perfect. Since they lived and slept in the same room, Tucker would always be around when Billy needed to get off.
Billy figured Tucker for a straight boy. He wasn’t going to let that interfere with anything, his step brother had been straight at first. It hadn’t taken long to convert him into a cock hungry boy bitch.
Billy really didn’t see any need to play games, he’d just come out and tell Tucker. He grinned when he thought about Tucker’s reaction to learning that he was about to become a boy bitch. He knew Tucker would try to play it off, then perhaps try and stud up.
Billy knew he’d have his way. Tucker was a great looking dude but a little bit on the weak side. He’d make a good boy bitch once he was broken in. The dude had a pretty face and a slim body that didn’t quit. Billy could picture those long hairy legs wrapped around him as he dicked that tight ass. He grinned, secure with the knowledge that tonight he’d be inside of his room mate’s straight virgin ass.
He waited patiently for Tucker to return to the room. When Tucker finally got back from classes, Billy was at the computer surfing the web. “Come here dude.” Billy didn’t ask, he ordered.
Tucker stared at the picture Billy had up on the computer screen. “Whoa! Dude! That is sick!” He shuddered and blushed.
The image on the screen was of a young man sucking another young man’s dick. Remarkably the coupled pair resembled Billy and Tucker.
“He looks like you dude,” Billy said, “He’s got pretty dick sucking lips just like yours. He looks enough like you to be a brother or maybe cousin. I hear cock sucking runs in families.”
Tucker was either nervous or embarrassed, he turned away and pretended to be busy putting his books away. He was speechless and embarrassed.
“No, dude, don’t make me get out of this chair. Don’t ever turn away from me. Sit down, we’re gonna talk. You don’t want me to get up. Sit the fuck down.” Billy barked. His eyes flashed anger.
Tucker didn’t know what else to do, so he sat. He wasn’t experienced with confrontations. He had never had to stand up for himself. He didn’t like anger or violence. He wasn’t about to argue.
“Okay, you have a pretty mouth and from what I’ve been able to determined a very nice ass. I have a dick that needs to be serviced. You don’t need to think or try to stall. All you need to do is get down on the floor and get that pretty mouth between my legs dude.” Billy said.
Tucker didn’t know much about homosexuals, it was hard to him to even believe another dude would say things like this. He tried to manage a laugh, “Get real man, I’m all about the ladies. If I want to touch another dick, I’ve got one of my very own.”
Billy nodded, “Oh that’s cool. You can be with the ladies, but you’re gonna be my bitch boy. And as far as dicks are concerned, the only cock you need to worry about is mine. You’re going to be by personal cock servicer. My bitch boy.”
“No way man!” Tucker laughed nervously. “Are you drinking dude? You’re fucking off you rocker!”
Billy held up the plastic cup that contained what was left of his mixed drink. “Yeah, I’m drinking.” He placed his hand on Tucker’s head and pushed his room mate down towards the floor. “And you’re about to learn how to drink a nice fresh load of cum!”
As Tucker found his head being pushed down, he offered no resistance. He had always been athletic but had never defended himself, he’d been involved in swimming and basketball, not the rough activities. He found himself between Billy’s spread legs, kneeling on the floor.
Billy still had on a tee shirt and boxers, but Tucker was so close, he could smell his room mate’s maleness. He could see the faint outline of what was Billy’s manhood thru the thin boxer shorts.
“I don’t want to do this,” Tucker said. “Don’t make me do this.”
Billy lifted his butt an inch off the desk chair. “Pull my boxers off dude. Pull them off so you can see what I have for you. It ain’t huge or nothing. Dude, it’s only like 6 inches hard. This can be over real fast. All you have to do is suck on it about 5 or 10 minutes. If you do a decent job, I’ll cum pretty quick. I’m horny as fuck.”
A very nervous Tucker found himself pulling down Billy’s boxers. He removed them and looked up in shame. Billy was so masculine that somehow Tucker had expected something huge and outrageous. He saw a soft dick, a set of nuts, and thick dark pubes. The scent of man was stronger now. It wasn’t a unclean scent, it was musky and manly.
“See? It ain’t that big, it ain’t gross or nothing. It’s almost like shaking hands, just put those pretty lips of yours on it and make me feel good. You can do it.” Billy’s hand was once again in Tucker’s hair, but this time, he wasn’t shoving, he was running his fingers thru his room mate’s hair. “Just open those pretty lips and get my little dick all nice and hard. You can do it. It’s not a big deal. It’s just me and you, Tucker. Me, you, and my cock.”
Billy knew that a willing dick sucker did a much better job, “Oh yeah, that feels good!” he moaned as Tucker’s lips shyly brushed against his cock. His fingers strummed thru Tucker’s hair, he moaned. “You’re making me hard, oh, yeah, that’s good.”
Tucker made his decision, he didn’t see much of a choice. He touched his tongue to the cock head. He experienced his first taste of dick. He ran his tongue over the dick knob then let it trail over the cock shaft. His tongue moved, the dick begin to firm.
He told himself that he had no choice, he told himself that he was being forced. But his tongue seemed almost a little too eager as it explored Billy’s rapidly hardening fuck tool. As his tongue roamed, the cock reached full hardness and size. Tucker’s lips moved over the dick knob. He lowered his face, he took in several inches of the stiff teen pole. He wrapped his hand around the base as he moved his head up and down the hardness.
Tucker had expected the dick to feel nasty, he expected to choke and gag. He expected a foul taste. Instead he felt the softest skin he had ever touched. Billy’s cock was rock hard but the skin was like warm silk.
Billy’s fingers were roaming in Tucker’s hair. He watched the handsome face gliding up and down on his throbbing rod. He didn’t need to give instructions, Tucker was doing a very good job.
“Oh yeah! Suck my dick!” Billy’s voice was low and full of male need. “Oh yeah, damn dude! Yeah! That feels so good. Oh fuck yeah.”
The words seem to encourage Tucker. He was now taking all 6 inches. He tightened his lips around the cock, he sucked as he bobbed his head up and down. His tongue joined in the action, it flickered around the rock hard prick.
Billy’s fingers ran over Tucker’s hair, face, and neck. Tucker could taste the drops of pre-cum. It was bitter and nutty, but almost good. The very last thing Tucker would have thought he would do, he was now doing. It wasn’t nasty and sickening. It was just sex. He used his lips and tongue as he sucked the velvet covered steel hard tube.
The moans and praise weren’t faked, Billy had found a natural. Maybe the high cheekbones that Tucker had helped, but the dude wasn’t having a problem sucking cock. In fact, Billy was getting one of the best blow jobs he had yet known!
Without even being told, Tucker’s fingers played gently with Billy’s scrotum, he touched and rolled the balls around as he sucked. His cheeks caved in, his lips stayed tight, his tongue wiggled and probed. He was sucking his dorm mate’s cock. He wasn’t thinking about anything but the hard shaft inside of his mouth.
Billy was getting that feeling, he wouldn’t last much longer. His balls were full, they were heavy, and they would erupt soon. “Yeah, suck my dick. That feels so hot. Yeah, suck my cock, you pretty bastard.”
Tucker didn’t need any encouragement. His head moved up and down the hard dick. He breathed with ease, he didn’t choke, and he didn’t gag. His lips were clamped around the fuck shaft. He handled that erect teenage wonder with fluid ease. He tasted the precum, he swallowed it right down. The dick just seemed to feel right inside his mouth.
“Dude, swallow!” Billy cried out. Tucker began to swallow. The first cum spurt erupted from the teen tool. The second wad followed closely. Tucker swallowed as the dick pulsed, he drank down the fresh warm sticky goo.
Tucker swallowed as the throbbing cock blasted, it seemed like a massive huge amount but there was really just about two tablespoons of sweet nutty teen ball cream.
Tucker moved his mouth off of the dick. He had served his purpose, he had drained his dorm mate’s cock. As he started to stand up, he realized he was boned up. He moved away from Billy but stayed on the floor to keep his boxer tent from being seen. It was shameful enough that he had sucked a dick, but to get hard from sucking cock was way more than simple shame.
“That was fucking grade ‘a’ head, that was good,” Billy complimented. “Dude, you should be gay. No one has ever sucked my dick quite that good. Yeah, that was one damn fine blow job.”
Tucker sat quietly on the floor, he was trying to will his cock to go down so he that could move away. He still stared at Billy’s fuck rod. It had softened only slightly and it glistened from the spit that coated it.
Too late, Billy noticed. “You threw wood dude. You don’t have to hide it. Pull that thing out and beat off. You can look at me why you beat your meat dude, I don’t care. I want you to look at me and think about what we just did. You gave me pleasure, dude. Now pleasure yourself. You deserve it, pretty boy.”
The blush covered Tucker’s face, neck, and chest. He wanted to climb under the bed. Somehow being erect from sucking cock said it all. Now, Billy knew for sure that he had enjoyed servicing that stiff piece of meat.
Billy showed some sensitivity. “What we just did was hot. A lot of guys would bone up. It doesn’t mean anything. Come on, pull them damn shorts off and take care of your need dude. You satisfied me, now satisfy yourself. You sucked my dick so good that I knew you liked it. No sense in trying to deny anything. We both know you loved having a hard cock in your mouth.”
Tucker didn’t know what processed him, he rose up and pulled down his boxers. His face was red, his dick was hard. He had just sucked dick for the first time. Somehow he knew it wouldn’t be the last time. Or at least he hoped it wouldn’t be. His hard dick sprang free as he lowered his shorts.
“Fuck dude, you are hung like a horse!” Billy grinned. “Jack that big dick, lets me see you stroke that thing! Whoop that big hard rod!”
Tucker began jerking his 8 ½ inches of hard meat. He had to cum, he needed to blow a load. Sucking that dick had left him so honry, there was something about having another dude’s cum in his belly that had made him so hard. He stroked his big fuck tool about 5 minutes and his balls fired!
His cum flew out in a long strand, it blasted several feet, as it fell to the floor, another rope of teen spunk erupted from his big boner. His balls pumped again and again. He shot heavily, his nuts fired 8 times.
Billy grinned, “Dude! You shot like three fucking feet! Just watching you sperm got me horny all over again. Fuck man, I’m all hard again. I gotta fuck now. I’m so hard, pretty boy. I gotta tap that ass of your now. I need me some of the virgin pretty boy butt. I need to take that last cherry, pretty dude.”
“I can’t do that, I can’t let you do that.” Tucker’s voice was raised. “No way.”
The grin on Billy’s face was bigger, “Shut up and get on that bed, face down and legs spread. I’m gonna give you what you need. I’m gonna be inside you. I’m gonna give you what you been needing.”
“It’ll hurt! I can’t do this Billy! I just can’t!” Tucker replied. “I don’t wanna get fucked!”
Billy didn’t have any problem guiding Tucker down to the bed. “Okay spread those legs now, so I can climb between them. Don’t be scared. I’m gonna be easy on you. Spread those hairy legs, you know you need to know. You know you got to find out.”
Tucker’s legs spread, he lay on the bed almost unable to breath. He didn’t understand why he was doing this. He was about to be fucked. He lay spread legged wondering what it would feel like. That dick, the hard dick he had just sucked off was going to go inside his ass, it was going to fuck him!
Billy knelt beside the bed. “Okay dude, this may be a little cold, its cream rinse. I’m gonna put some around your asshole, then inside ya. Just relax, don’t tense up. I’m gonna get you ready. You just lay there.”
The lotion was cool, but not cold. It felt so strange, a finger rubbing against his asshole. His breath was short fast gasps.
“Yeah, your ass is awesome dude, pretty, smooth, and a pink little fuck hole. Now just stay relaxed. I’m gonna put a finger inside you now. One finger, a lot of cream rinse.” Billy spoke low in a reassuring voice.
Tucker gave a sharp grunt as the finger breeched his ass ring, it didn’t hurt, but surprised him as he felt his ass band forced opened. He sighed as the finger sank inside and wiggled.
As soon as Billy heard the sigh, “Now dude, this is really gonna feel strange.” Billy brushed his finger against the prostate button. “You’re dick may start getting hard again. Don’t fight it, let the big fucker get stiff.”
Tucker grunted as the stud’s finger pressed into his butt knob. His dick was underneath him, growing stiffer against his flat stomach. He could feel dampness and he knew it was leaking. He spread his legs a little wider in hopes of intensifying the feeling. He felt strange. He also felt embarrassed as he couldn’t stop his moans.
“Okay dude, here comes finger number two and more cream rinse. You’re relaxing, you’re gonna be ready soon. I wanna make you all hot and ready. Yeah, I’m gonna fuck your sweet looking ass. Gonna make it good for you.” Billy pressed finger number two in.
Tucker groaned, a slight pain but now he felt so full. “Yeah, yeah!” he groaned. Billy’s two fingers flexed and fingered, they brushed against the butt knob. They stretched the little ring, getting it ready for the real thing.
“Is that big dick of yours hard boy? You ready for my little cock? You ready to be my bitch boy?” Billy’s tone was lust.
“Hard, I’m hard,” Tucker gasp out. “Oh, man.” Tucker tensed as the fingers were removed from him. He felt so empty.
“Relax,” Billy crooned as he climb over Tucker back. “Relax.” He placed his cock tip against the greasy hole, “Take a deep breath, hold it, and push out with your asshole.”
“Oh!” Tucker groaned, “It hurts, it hurts!” The head had fully penetrated him. His ass ring twitched trying to close, trying to push out the intruding piece of hard teenage cock.
Billy had popped enough cherries in his short sexual life. He stopped entry, letting the virgin hole get used to something inside it. He bent down, nibbled at the nape of Tucker’s neck. “Relax, just get used to it. It’ll stop hurting in a few minutes. It’s cause your cherry.” He nibbled and kissed, slowly sinking more of his hard shaft inside the tight smooth fuck tunnel.
Tucker’s legs were off the sides of the bed, somehow spreading them seemed to reduce the pain. He groaned, the dick hurt so bad, he wondered if it was splitting his asshole.
“Dude, I’m all the way in. My curlies are touching your sweet butt. I got all my little dick in your hot ass. This is gonna hurt for a few minutes, but it’ll start feeling good. I’m gonna fuck you now, gonna fuck away your cherry.” Billy groaned, the warm chute was almost too tight. He slowly withdrew his dick, sighing as it brushed against the smooth walls of the bitch boy’s ass. They groaned together as Billy re-entered.
The fuck pace was slow, there was no need to hurry, Billy had recently nutted and didn’t need to get off quickly. He took his time, nibbling at Tucker’s neck as his hips drove his cock in slow motion. He grinded in a circular pattern, letting his cock open the tightness, and now enjoying the grip of the fuck tunnel.
Tucker grunted and groaned, pools of pre-cum had leaked from him as his prostate was massaged by the teen tool striking it. He blushed furiously as he realized that he was not only enjoying the fuck, he wanted it harder and faster.
Billy fucked slowly, Tucker had learned ass ring control and was gripping his hole tight, then opening it. It felt so good, and the athletic teen ass was a cushion of firm softness. He was building up, getting close.
He gasped out as his balls fired! He counted the bursts as his dick spewed! He groaned, he had sent seven wads inside the fuck tunnel. He felt drained and happy.
“Don’t stop!” Tucker cried out. “It stopped hurting, I uh, I like it now! Its okay, you can fuck me.”
Billy nibbled hard at the bitch boy’s neck. “You want it rough now? You ready to take a real fucking?”
“Yeah, I can take it,” Tucker moaned.
Billy grinned, and slammed hard into the soft ass. What the fuck, he figured, he could manage another load. He gripped Tucker’s hips and pulled him up into the doggy position.
“Play with that big cock of yours while I slam fuck your ass! Jerk that dick!” Billy began humping, some strokes were short, some where deep. He struck the ass walls, he struck the butt knob! Their bodies slapped together as the aggressive fuck flew into motion.
Tucker grunted as his ass was slammed, he jerked his cock using the juices that flowed from it for jerk lube. His balls bounced as Billy pounded his ass.
“Gonna cum!” Tucker yelled. His balls drew up, as they pumped, so did his ass ring, it squeezed shut, then fluttered open as his nuts pulsed out the fuck load.
As Tucker’s orgasm ended, Billy started slamming even harder, “Take it bitch boy, take it!” His well drained testes had managed a third load, again Billy counted as his cum volcanoed from his tired teen nuts! He had just thought he was drained, his balls managed five more wads of cum.
He let his body collapse, his weight forced the bitch boy flat onto the bed. Billy went to work, he sucked at Tucker’s neck, leaving his mark. The purple mark of passion formed.
“You’re my bitch now dude. You’re my bitch boy.” Billy grunted.
Tucker sighed, “Yeah dude. Oh yeah.”
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The Education of Mrs. Jones (Part 1)

The first story I’ve written in a long time! Parts 2 and 3 are already completed and I am working on part 4. Please let me know if you’d like to hear more of the story by leaving me a comment! You can email me as well at [email protected]
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