Chapter 6 - Russ
When I got back from my week-long swim competition, Gwen was very happy to see me. Very, very happy. In fact, the moment I walked into her place, she stripped me down and rode my cock right in the living room, she barely took the time to close the door. After we each came quickly, we moved into her bedroom, lest her roommates come home and find us frolicking on their couch.
As she went down on me, she had me describe my week, and hummed happily when I admitted that I had not been able to go the full week without getting fucked. When she had me hard and dripping again, she pulled out her box of toys. She had me relay my adventure in exquisite detail as se lubed up and slid into me a medium sized butt-plug. My ass hungrily went from tight to willing in mere seconds, and welcomed the object joyfully. Stuffed full, I flipped Gwen over and entered her, began fucking her missionary style. She bit at my neck and shoulders as I told her about the masseuse who had sensed my need, and fed my ass his cock. She licked and bit my nipples as I told her how my coach took me upstairs to fuck me. She scratched at my back when I told her how he had taken ownership of my ass for the night, using it over and over without letting me cum. And finally, when I told her how Coach had given me to the bellhop as a tip for delivering
room service, she orgasmed screaming. She reached behind me and pushed the butt plug into me deep, and I shot too, right along with her.
As we each came down from our climaxes, Gwen put her head on my chest and said "So you've finally accepted the fact that you need cock, at least enough to seek it out when it's been too long." I turned red at that.
"Well I didn't pursue anything Gwen, those men all came onto me."
She laughed. "Yes, and I'm sure you weren't sending out 'please fuck me' vibes at all." That gave me pause. Could people now tell form looking at me that I loved getting fucked? Was I broadcasting a signal somehow, maybe even a pheromone, drawing in horny men through their brain chemistry? It was strange to think about.
We fucked again shortly after, and then I went back to my frat house. Our house was pretty large, one of the biggest on campus. Many of the frats on campus only had enough space for the seniors or juniors to live in, but mine had enough for even the sophomores, and a large room where pledges all bunked military-style. The bottom floor was basically all party areas, with a huge open kitchen/bar and multiple living rooms and dens for hanging out. The yard was large and surrounded by tall bushes and trees so we could have wild parties without neighbors seeing or hearing too much. When I got back to the house I could see the guys in full party set-up mode.
"Her Derrick" one of the Brother's greeted me. "You're just in time to help set up!" I promised to help after I'd brought my bag back up to my room. I ran up to the 4th floor, where I was the only sophomore with a room among the senior Brothers. The reason for this was of course because Josh, frat president, preferred me to be close to him when he was horny in the middle of the night. I opened the door and dropped the bag on my bed. I really wanted to lay on it and take a nap, but I had agreed to help set up for tonights party and dared not go back on a promise to an older Brother. I peeled off my shirt and tossed it onto the pile of dirty clothes in the corner. As I went to grab a less funky shirt I felt hands on my sides, and then they slide forward across my abs and then up to my chest. I head the door close at the same time as Josh whispered into my ear "I missed you". He licked my ear as he ground his body close to mine. "Did
you have fun on your trip?"
"I did" I answered. "I won a medal."
"Good for you" he said. "I've got a metal pipe for you right here" he said, emphasizing his point by grinding his hard cock into the crease of my ass. Fuck it felt good. It pissed me off that my body responded to it instantly.
"Sorry, but I promised Dean I would be right down to help set up."
"Fuck Dean" Josh replied as he unbuttoned my fly and dropped my shorts to the ground. "Well, that will never happen since you're a power bottom" he joked to himself, laughing. "Just tell him the President needed you for a task and were delayed." He was feeling me up heavily now, his tongue licking my shoulder muscles and hands all over my body.
"I really don't think I have time" I tried to insist.
"We don't need much time" he chuckled, pushing me so I was leaning over my desk. He pulled my underwear off, leaving my ass exposed. He slid a finger into my ass, noticing the lube from mine and Gwen's earlier fun. "Even better" he said, and lined his cock up to my ass. It was one smooth motion as he slid his ample cock into my ass, and all pretense at resistance evaporated.
"Oh God" I moaned as he bottomed out in my ass. I pushed back into him as he started fucking me earnestly.
"That's right boy. You bend over when I need you to." He must have been horny, because he fucked me hard and fast for only a few minutes before he started moaning that he was cumming. "Fuck yes" he moaned as he pumped the last of his load into me. "Your a hot little cum dump huh?"
Cum dump I was, since I did not get off and Josh sent me immediately to go help set up for the party. It was all I could do to hide my erection in my pants among my other Brothers, my sex crazed alter-ego activated but not satisfied. I had hoped to get off quickly before the party, but was unable to as the party started as I was finishing up, and attendance was mandatory for all underclassmen. I ran up to my room, lamented over my unattended hard cock, and changed into jeans and a polo shirt.
I was handed a drink the moment I got back to the bottom floor of the house, and another the second I finished that. I joined my Brothers playing beer pong and all manner of other drinking games. I met some other cool guys I had not met before from other houses, and even some potential pledges. Within a couple of hours most of the party was well and truly drunk. I knew there would be guys passed out all over the place in the morning, and others would wake up with strange chicks in their beds. Not me though, Gwen was very clear that I would be with no other women as long as I was with her.
I ended up hanging out with a guy named Russ, a junior year Brother form my house that I had rarely spent any time with and barely knew. We talked about God-knows what, what having way too many drinks. He was bigger than me, and also had red hair, though his was more red-blonde and mine was more copper. He had broad shoulders and pale skin, and had lots of freckles. He wore a big goofy grin all the time, and had light blue eyes that sparkled when he smiled. We got up together for another beer, and Russ stumbled into a wall pretty hard. The crowd cheered, and he grinned, and stumbled into the kitchen. When he nearly destroyed the bar area stumbling, I told him it was time he slept it off.
I pulled him up the stairs, having him direct me where his room was. It was on the 3rd floor, all the way at the end of a hall I'd never gone down. It was difficult helping Russ to his room, as he was mush bigger than me, probably had about 50 pounds on me. But I got him to his room, pulled the door open, and managed to get him to flop onto his back on his bed. He mumbled something about shoes, and I leaned over to untie his shoes. I pulled them and his socks off, tossing them on the floor. Thankfully his feet did not stink, but I could suddenly smell him, and it made me remember how horny I was. I looked at him on his bed, his eyes closed, but his head rocking slowly form side to side, as though he was very slowly trying to shake himself out of his drunken stupor. I got up to go then, but he made a pathetic attempt to take off his shirt and nearly fell from the bed. I took pity on the drunken fool and helped him peel off his shirt,
which was a feat since he could scarcely lift his body up enough to get it off. But I got it, and tossed the shirt aside. Russ's chest was broad and pale, and had just a light covering of short blonde-red hair. His stomach was flat and hard. Again, I started to go, but then I remembered how uncomfortable it is to wake up after passing out with jeans on. I gingerly reach over and unbutton his waist, then pull the zipper down. He doesn't move and inch. In fact, I think he is snoring softly. i grasp the waist of his jeans and pull them. At first, they go nowhere, all of his weight is stopping me, but then they start to slide free of his thick thighs and then it gets easy. I pull his jeans off his legs and around his feet, and then toss them on the floor.
Now I realize I'm in trouble. I'm still horny from my earlier fuck where I did not get off. All I can smell is Russ's sweaty body, which just makes me think of man sex. And now, right in front of me, is his considerable bulge trying to force it's way out of his white briefs. I should get up. I should get up and walk out the door. Nobody is here to see my momentary hesitation, nobody has to know it happened at all. I had only ever done anything with a guy because he pursued it and I submitted. That wasn't happening now. But damn did that cock look good in his briefs. And damn if my ass wasn't yearning for more action.
What is wrong with me? I asked myself. It's understandable to have a sensitive ass and enjoy exploring and experiencing the pleasure that can come with that. But this can't be my life now, having every time I see a cock thinking about how it would feel to get it up my tight little ass. I need to get up, and go back to the party.
But I didn't. I reached forward, hands shaking, and pulled back the waist of Russ's briefs. In the light coming through the window I could make out his trim red-blonde bush, and as I lowered the cloth further, I saw the real prize. It sprung free as I lowered his underwear, a thick, curved, beautiful cock arcing from his groin to his belly button. Slowly and carefully I slid his briefs down his legs and off his body. Russ was naked before me, his large, strong body on display. He was impressive, a fine specimen of man.
OK, you were curious, now you've seen it, time to leave I tell myself. But I don't. I lean forward, and smell his crotch, and my cock gets rock hard from the man smell. My tongue darts out and tastes his shaft, causing me to moan. I lick form the base of his shaft to the head, and taste his precum. I've lost all rational thought at this point. I pull open the drawer of Russ's nightstand and feel around until I find a bottle of lube he must use to jerk off. Perfect. I stripped down, tossing all my clothes onto the floor. I squeezed some lube out and spread it into my ass, and then smeared more on Russ's cock. I liked the feel of it in my hand, that thick upward curve. I climbed over to straddle his waist, and looked down at him. Would he wake up? But he seemed out like a light, had barely acknowledged my stroking him, merely moaning and thrusting his hips a bit. I lined him up with my hole, and started to push down. Since I
had been fucked only hours prior, my tight ass opened up easily, welcoming a new cock inside. I moaned deeply as his thick cock slid into me. I shuddered as his curve perfectly rubbed inside me, triggering my prostate.
"Ohhh fuck" I moaned to myself. As I rested down with him completely inside me, I realized that for the first time I could enjoy this on my own terms. Nobody watching me or ordering me or using me. I sat for a minute, simply enjoying the feeling of being stuffed full. It was a good feeling, I felt...right. I put my hands on Russ's chest and rode up, and then down again. I went slowly, enjoying him, enjoying my freedom. While I rode that drunk frat boy's cock, I finally had to admit it to myself: I loved cock. I loved taking cock in my ass. I still didn't think it made me gay or even bi, I had no feelings for men at all, I just loved having them inside me. Gwen had told me once that I was made for taking dick. It was a day when she and Nathan had each played with me repeatedly, even had several of their friends come over and fuck me while they watched. Nathan said he had never seen a guy's ass so easily handle it all, and still
want more. Even their friends who were normally bottoms were impressed. I realized they were right, I was made for this.
I began to speed up, riding Russ's cock faster and harder. The way his curved cock rubbed my sweet spot I knew I would cum soon. Russ was still out like a light, but his breathing sped up and I knew he was close too. I rode him, watching him, bringing him closer and closer. I suddenly saw his eyes flutter, and his hands grabbed my waist. He grunted and thrust himself up into me hard, and groaned deeply as he started shooting. I felt his thick cock get thicker as he unloaded into my ass. My mouth was wide in both pleasure and shock, and as he thrust that cock up against my prostate, I unloaded onto his stomach and chest. As I came down from the climax, I saw Russ trying to focus his vision, He was so drunk, he could probably not even see me. I certainly hoped not anyway. I gingerly leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips and whispered "thanks stud". I quickly dismounted and dressed, and Russ quickly passed out again.
The next morning Russ told me all about the hot slut who he'd fucked after the party. He never did seem to be able to describe what she looked like though.
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There we go, sorry it took so long. I hope everyone enjoyed Chapter 6. As always, let me know what you think! I have plenty more ideas for this story so if you want to read more let me know, I only write as long as I think someone will read! My email is phoenixfire543@yahoo.com Thanks all!