A bit about John: we weren't really "friends" as he had his own group he hung with, and I really didn't have any friends as I was a late transfer into this university. The only way we even knew each other was that our girlfriends were roommates. John and I were never in class together due to different majors. From time to time we'd see each other at the school gym, but didn't talk to each other. If our paths crossed on campus, we acknowledged each other with a slight nod. Any observer would say we didn't even know each other. The only time we interacted was when we were both at our girlfriends' apartment. As time went on, it was a bit awkward to be around each other because we were having sex at the girls' apartment behind their backs. Was it only a matter of time before we were caught? Nonetheless, John was an easygoing guy which belied his intimidating size.
The few sexual encounters with John were quick and rather uneasy as I never knew what to do. I let my cock and libido guide me, and John seemed experienced, so I somewhat relied on him to "direct" things. I wasn't yet completely comfortable getting naked with another dude, that is, until we were boned and going at it. Now I didn't mind that these encounters were quick, mainly because I didn't want the girls to catch us, and it was very awkward after the act. It was more like "get off" and leave. That said, I enjoyed playing with John's huge cock.
Now that John and I had romped naked, I was no longer avoiding him. In fact, I was now trying to get him in situations where he could initiate sex. The last time we had an encounter at his place (related in another story) had changed my perspective. On the one hand I did not like his attitude at times, almost like I was his cock-boy. On the other hand, he had such a sheer athletic, muscular, magnetic presence; I wanted to please him sexually. It was a two-edged sword; one could not exist without the other. To enjoy pleasing him and his big cock meant that I would have some level of degradation, that is, a cocksucker. This struck an odd note since John obviously liked getting naked with me and also ate my load. However, his sheer physical size made him dominant by nature. So even if he was a cocksucker, he wasn't my cock-boy.
One night, all of us (Mary, myself, Karen, and John) were at the girls' apartment. This occurred a couple of times per week. Nothing new there. This night Mary wanted her butt fucked. This, as we both discovered, brought her to new and previously undiscovered sexual heights. I won't recount that night, as I already published that encounter.
After I shot my load up Mary's butt, she was rendered useless. The multiple orgasms she had when I fucked her ass were highly intense. She said her orgasms when my throbbing cock was buried up her ass didn't stop once they started, and intensified when my cock began to throb and spurt. She said when she felt my hot, thick, ropes of semen flowing into her tight ass, her orgasms would come one after the other. This became a problem for me if it was my first or second load, because I needed to come at least three times to be satisfied, often four. Well, although I hadn't planned on it, this night Mary's hot orgasm trigged my own (a common occurrence), as I did not pull my cock out of her ass in time, and ejaculated prematurely. I ended up cumming deep in her butt; unfortunately for me, it was only my first nut of the day, and my libido required more.
She was out. Her string of continuous orgasms did her completely in. Fuck. I lay down, and soon was treated to hearing Karen building up to an orgasm, while listening to the soft snoring of Mary next to me. Karen's moaning made my cock rock hard. I began to stroke in rhythm to her cries. After a half hour I lost track of her orgasms, three for sure! Then I had a compulsion. I got up and went out into the tiny hallway. I stood naked, my penis completely erect in front of Karen's door. I listened intently, my ear against the door.
Eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh, the bed was creaking as John fucked Karen. I was so horny and completely unsatisfied after only one nut, so I was still flush with sexual energy. My heart was pounding in my ears. I had to watch. As you know, I was an active voyeur, as well as an exhibitionist. I slowly reached out for the door knob. I turned it. Then I thought ...what if they see me? So I knelt down low and opened the door a crack, my cock aching for attention. Fuck.
The bed was right across from the door, a street light illuminating the room. It was maybe five to six feet away from me. I viewed them from the side. Karen was on her back, her legs stretched out wide, straight, and up. John's big muscular body was atop her, his hands on either side of her head, holding his massive chest off hers. I could see his hard nipples sticking out, his hips thrusting his cock into her. I could not see her pussy or his cock from this position. But I could tell he was stroking her long and deep from his rhythm.
I watched them fuck, stroking my cock as he pumped. John thrust, I stroked. John thrust, I stroked. Karen orgasmed, and when she started to cream, I had to stop masturbating, or else I'd shoot off. But John kept in there, servicing her without shooting his load. After many minutes of straight nonstop thrusting, John's muscular butt started to visibly move faster.
A minute passed, and his hips pumped faster, and with shorter strokes. Soon, his massive body was jackhammering into Karen, and she was moaning towards another orgasm. John began to grunt in time to his thrusts. The pitch of Karen's moans got higher and higher, and she started coming. John's deep, low, grunts came quickly, his back stiffened, his muscular butt thrust one last time and his whole body went stiff as he grunted several times. His big penis was shooting deep inside of Karen's big sloppy pussy, and I mean deep because of his cock length.
My breathing was short and rapid as I was on the verge of coming, so I had stopped stroking minutes ago. Fuck, what a service-stud John was tonight. Hell, I was ready shoot just watching as he fucked her hard and long!
The door was open two to three inches, and they were so wrapped up in fucking, I knew they'd never see me. After a minute or two, John maneuvered his body up and slid his penis out of Karen's pussy. He knelt up, and I finally saw his big dog. Fuck, John had a cock. I was both envious of him and her! He had it and she had it! It made my eight-incher look small. His penis was hanging thickly down, very swollen, and shiny from her cream. Karen kneeled up and licked his cock clean, and then John wiped his big dick all over her face, and she upturned her pretty face so he could have perfect access.
I closed the door. I wanted John now. I had only come once, and after seeing him fuck Karen, and seeing his big cock again, I had to have it. I walked back to Mary's room. She was still completely out. I did not know what to do. I got back into bed, and jacked my cock picturing John fucking Karen. After a while I heard Karen's bed creak and her door open. Someone was getting up.
Without even thinking, I arose, my cock completely erect, naked and walked out the door, hearing Mary's soft breathing. I didn't know who it was, but didn't care, I just needed to come. I wanted to show whoever it was my needy cock. After all, I had fucked Karen once before, and if she was willing to let me now, I'd cum in her wet pussy as soon as got my cock inside. Especially since John's load was already there. On the other hand, if it was John, well we'd had a few naked encounters recently...so maybe I could get off with him. It was very dicey to do since we were very close to being caught by Mary before.
I closed the bedroom door behind me and saw the light escape from the bathroom door, which was almost closed, and I could hear peeing. The toilet flushed. My heart was in my throat, 'cause here went nothing. I slowly walked toward the bathroom door, my heart rate accelerating. I wanted to time it so I was at the door when they opened it. The light flipped off, and the door swung open and I stopped right at the threshold.
John's huge six-foot four-inch, two hundred and forty pounds framed the door. It was dark, with almost no light in the hall. John must not have seen me as his eyes had not adjusted from the brightness in the bathroom to the dark of the hall. He walked right into me, and I let him. My cock was sticking straight out in front of me, poking right into his own cock and balls. He jumped back with a start.
"FUCK!" John blurted in surprise, his Southern drawl distinct.
"SSSHH!" I hissed, "it's only me, dude. You'll wake the girls."
It was now or never. I was so incredible horny... fucking Mary to multiple orgasms... ejaculating hot ropes of jizz DEEP into her ass, triggering a long string of her orgasms. Listening to John fuck Mary, and then watching John pump his hot-bodied girlfriend to several orgasms, culminating in his body stiffening and ejaculating his own load in her. Edging my cock to the brink of orgasm several times. I needed some sex, any sex, now, and in the worst of ways.
Without another word I knelt down in front of John. I needed to move quickly so he wouldn't just walk by and back to Karen's room. My heart was pounding in my head. I reached around his wide hips, placed my hands on his beefy muscular ass and rubbed my face into his cock and balls. His thick, very heavy penis was flaccid, and yet it was as big as mine when completely erect. Eight inches of thick-cut cockmeat hung down between his legs. I inhaled deeply and immediately recognized the smell of Karen's cunt. Thick and heady pussy and cock. I flared my nostrils and inhaled again. John did not protest. He reeked of sex.
I hefted his heavy penis in my hand and took his soft cock into my mouth and began sucking. Immediately it began to swell. I swirled my tongue over his big head. I could now taste the combination of semen and Karen's pussy. My cock was sticking straight out and began to stiffen even more. I moaned softly.
"Mmm." The visceral moan escaped from deep within my throat involuntarily, as I enjoyed the taste and feel of his stiffening cock in my mouth. I could feel my own cock hardening even more.
"Quiet, ya cocksucker," John whispered.
I could not help myself, and moaned again. To my disappointment, John pushed me off his cock. However, he backed himself into the bathroom.
"Come on in, y'all," John whispered, his drawl filled with lust.
I stood up and walked the two steps into the bathroom. I started to close the door.
"Leave it open a bit, dude. That-a-way we can hear if the girls' doors open." John's drawl was a whisper.
I leaned over and started to suck John's huge male nipples. Different than a girl's, these were big, but tight. I smacked my lips against the nipple flesh and felt it tighten against my lips. I tickled it with the tip of my tongue. I flicked my tongue over and over it. John raised his massive 19-inch bicep. I knew what he wanted me to do. I was so fucking horny I would have done anything, and I mean anything he wanted. I just didn't tell him that! No use humiliating myself and admitting that right now, I was a slave to his cock. I lifted my face from his pec and planted it right into his exposed, nearly hairless, armpit.
"Unnhhh," escaped my mouth as I inhaled his masculine body sweat, prevalent from his recent sex with Karen. Not unpleasant but strong and erotic, it was like an aphrodisiac because it heightened my sexual arousal!
Fuck, while my face was in his pit, my cock went from sticking straight out to straight up in seconds. It was flat against John's muscular body, and he felt me go completely erect from burying my face into his pit. Without even realizing it, my hips were humping my hard cock against John. He chuckled deep and softly, knowing his hot body turned me on.
"Y'all likin' my pit-stink, ha!" John chuckled again, clearly amused at my lust for his body. His big hand pushed the back of my head, mushing my face into his pit. I wet my lips and rubbed them, tasting his masculine odor: I inhaled deeply while grinding my cock against his naked body.
I had edged myself for too long and needed to get this done; my cock was on the verge of exploding and I knew it would not take much to get me off. Once again I dropped to my knees, my legs spread wide. It was very dark, and I could barely make out shapes. I reached out for John's massive meat. It had swelled considerably. I ran my lips up and down the sides of his huge penis. I hefted it up to lick the underside. His thick pubic hair engulfed the base of his cock and ran up his penis for about a half-inch on the underside. I flattened my tongue and ran it against the wiry hair on the underside of his penis. Karen's cream was caked there.
"Ummppphhh." I was a hungry animal eating a heady meal.
I savored her moist cream on John's big cock. I could not take it any more. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and engulfed his cock head. My greedy mouth rapidly slid down his cock and back up, down and back up, down and back up. I just didn't want his cock, I needed it! His huge penis swelled every second in my mouth. After maybe a minute John's cock was sticking fully out. My own cock was rock hard and needed relief. I could feel myself close to orgasm. I moaned softly, greedily. I held the base of his big penis with my right hand, cupped his big balls with my left and desperately sucked on his hardon for his hot spunk. Wildly, I rubbed my drooling lips up and down the sides of his big, thick, penis, now wet with my saliva.
"Y'all wunt mah thick cum, duhn'cha?" John's hoarse whisper was barely audible, his voice filled with sexual excitement.
"Un-huh," I grunted urgently, not stopping from bobbing my mouth up and down his magnificent penis.
"Y'all tell me ya wunt it!" John demanded.
I took his cock out of my mouth: "Give me your load now, John!" I choked out, lust racking my body, my own orgasm approaching.
John began to softly moan, so I bobbed my head faster, needing to taste his hot thick load. My own cock had started to throb; I knew it was leaking pre-cum. I was so aroused from sucking his cock, I was just this side of cumming. After another minute, John grabbed my head and grunted. His cock swelled and spasmed, and hot, thick semen shot from his cock into my mouth. I was at the height of sexual arousal, right at the plateau, overwhelmed with the raw physical act of sex with this big stud. My nostrils involuntarily flared to take in his wet cock-meat scent.
"Grufff, grunnn," I swallowed his spunk quickly, only to have his cock flood my mouth with more heady, bleachy, semen. I swallowed again as I jacked his cock with one hand and rapidly sucked in his semen.
His spurting penis made me grunt and my own cock began to spasm; eating his load was making me cum! John held my head tight and thrust his massive cock deep into my mouth, grunting softly. I choked on his meat. I was gruffing and grunting when my orgasm began; rope after rope after rope ejaculated from my spasming penis. I felt my cock bounce off John's leg, followed by a jet of jizz. His cock throbbed again, and more thick semen flowed into my mouth. I shot again, and his penis leaked a little more. Our cocks pulsed together; his in my month, my own without me even touching it. My cock jerked by itself as it spasmed with each ejaculatory spurt against his leg.
His cock began to soften, and still semen was flowing from my orgasming cock. John pulled his penis out of my mouth and wetly wiped it across my face, smearing his cum and my saliva over it, just like I saw him do to Karen. I would have been humiliated, but my cock was still throbbing in orgasmic pleasure. I whimpered involuntarily, just like Karen did, and smelled and licked his cock as he rubbed it over my face.
"That'd be good," John whispered, and gave me a light humiliating slap on the side of my head. "So you cummed from eatin' mah load. I'm thinkin' you're now my cum-slut boy. I jist bet y'all be wantin' some more pretty soon." John reached down to wipe my jizz off his leg, then smeared my own cum onto my lips, my greedy mouth sucking on his fingers.
This whole episode didn't even take five minutes. He then walked out of the bathroom, leaving my dripping penis without reciprocation of any kind. I felt like his cum-dump. I quickly grabbed my cock, and wetly ran my hand over it, jacking as the last of my orgasmic contractions subsided. I was breathing heavily, trying to regain my composure. My cock continued to throb in pure pleasure. I continued to stroke off for another minute or two in absolute post-orgasmic bliss. licking my lips to taste both John's semen and mine.
John had been leaning against the sink. After he left, I closed the door and turned on the light. My semen was dripping down the doors beneath the sink where I ejaculated my ropes of cum. I counted several streams of semen. I looked on the floor and found clear pools of cum. I must have shot a quart. I cleaned up the doors and floor, and when finished, I crawled back into Mary's bed, finally sexually sated. I smelled the strong scent of John's and my wet cum on my face and beard. I licked my lips and inhaled his seed while slowing stroking my semi-erect penis as I drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I awoke with a start and could still taste and smell John's meat on my face and beard. Concerned Mary would smell cum on my face, I slid down under the sheets and began nuzzling my face into her fragrant pussy. Awakening slowly, Mary moaned as she spread her legs, giving me access to her beautiful feminine gems. I made sure my face and beard were completely wet before I mounted her. She guided my cock into her wet, waiting pussy, and I fucked her missionary until we climaxed together.
By the time we got to the kitchen, big smiles on our faces, John and Karen were having breakfast. Karen had made the coffee and smiling, poured me a cup.
"Black, right Tom?" Karen asked with her charming drawl.
"He already had cream, so yeah, I jist bet he'll have it black," said John with a wink and a knowing smile.
I gave John a mean and nasty look, but he just winked at me again. Karen looked confused while I took the coffee. Mary didn't seem to hear as her head was in the fridge, for which I was grateful, as I didn't need her questioning what this was all about! Was John trying to out me? That couldn't be. If he was, he'd out himself! Sometimes I hated John.
