(This story is a continuation of Strange Emails and Sam is about to finish the story concerning his college bud Eric. As always, this story is a figment of my imagination/desire. I'd long for bj bud like the guys in my story. These characters are fictional and have no basis in fact or in my life or the life of anyone I know.I hope you enjoy it and please leave helpful feedback.)
After a couple of minutes, Sam rolled over and pulled a pillow under his head. "Now, you ready for the rest of my story? You want the long version or the condensed one?" he asked.
"I'll take the condensed version. I guess I'd like to write some more of our own story, if you are up to it," I replied.
"You bet I am," Sam said eagerly. "Okay, here's the short version. Eric came over to me and found the pussy juice he was hoping to find. He got down on his knees right there and gave me the best head I'd ever had, up to that point. It wasn't just him going up and down on my dick, that's something even an amateur could do. No way! He gave me head like he really enjoyed it...let me rephrase that: he seemed to absolutely love my cock, my nuts, my bush, my foreskin, everything. He moaned like he was the one that was going to cum. Of course, that turned me on big time. Hell, man, you know it's like to have somebody really want your cock, it's a huge turn on."
I reached over and pinched his nipple kind of hard and said, "Like a few minutes ago, you mean? Your moaning turned me on all right."
Sam reached over to me and yanked the hair on my leg, causing me to yip out loud. He said, "Actually, I was thinking of how bad you wanted my cock, Eric boy. Anyway, the rest of the story goes like this: he blew me right fine that morning, sucked all my cum down his throat, then stood up and pounded his meat for a couple of minutes until he shot all over my stomach and dick and everything. Then without skipping a beat, he went right down and licked everything off. That was cool, I don't mind telling you. By this time we had classes to get to, so he just thanked me real quick and I headed back to my room."
"Any brothers see you leaving his room?" I asked.
"In fact, one did. It was funny. He saw me coming out of Eric's room with the towel around my waist, could see my hair almost dry by then, quickly put two and two together, just kind of chuckled and shook his head and kept right on going. It didn't really seem to bother him. After all, frat houses are meant for sex and there is not too much shame among guys anymore, probably not like it used to be," he said.
"Okay, so what happened from there? I'm guessing there's more to the story," I said.
Sam nodded and said, "Sure is. Couple days later, we're in the shower and Eric gives me the look. He's hanging on his pecker and looks right at me and licks his lips. I grin and nod and next thing I know, he's following me to my room. We go in and I lock the door and he says to me, 'You ever taste your own cum?' I said, 'Sure, once, a long time ago when I was a puberty boy. Gotta try everything then, right?' 'I 'spose,' he says. 'How about if you shoot on me and then lick it off? You be willing to try that? It would turn me on a whole lot,' he says.
"Is this where you become a real live homo?" I ask.
"Actually no," Sam said and laughed. "I told Eric, 'Look, I'm just getting used to this. You do me again today, you can cum on me again if you want and lick it off like before. Then one more blow job from you, and I'll see about licking my cum off you after that. That's my offer.' Eric kind of thinks about it for a few seconds, shrugs and says, 'Okay, I can live with that. Besides, I can tell by the way you look at me. You may not have sucked dick before but you want it. Me doing you is just priming the pump is all. Okay, just so we're on the same page, I blow you twice, cum on you in between and lick it off, then you'll cum on me and lick your cum off, is that right?' So I nod and say, 'That's the deal.' I get comfortable on my bed and he sucks me just fine. I get ready for him to jack off, but he just jumps off the bed, says 'Thanks for the load,' and he's gone."
"So he's playing you some, huh?" I chuckled.
Sam laughed, "Yeah, the fucker! He knew what he was doing for sure. Next day, same thing in the shower, back to his room this time. He pushes me into a chair, starts pumping his rod right in front of my face. Did I mention he was circumcised, about 9 inches and straight as an arrow? Anyway, he's pumping his rod. I am getting mesmerized by the show, I'm hard and oozing. Eric pulls me to my feet, squeezes my dick and smears my junk all over his cock. My first time ever having cock to cock contact, it electrified me. He uses my stuff to lube his joint, pushes me back in the chair, leans forward and slaps me on the face with his hard dick. He just kind of bounces the head of his cock across from one side of my face to the other. I get a whiff of his bush and he's slapping my own stuff onto my face. By now his stuff is oozing out and he strokes himself some more and now he's putting his stuff on my face."
"Okay, you got me going again, Sam, I'm hard over here...we'll have business to do shortly. What's next?" I ask.
"He's reading me like a large print book is what! 'Change of plans,' he says. 'You're ready right now.' He pulls my head forward and smears his cock all over my face. In a split second, I am chasing his cock with my mouth. I want it, he knows it, and he plays me all the way. 'Lick my nuts, bud,' he says and pulls my face right into his crotch. 'One at a time. That's right, cock bud. You sure you never did this before? You sure seem like you want cock bad. Easy now, get both balls in your mouth, easy now, easy on the jewels, bud. That's it.'"
