The next morning, John woke up and got ready for class. Showered, checked his email. First he checked his college account, and then his private account he had used to start interacting with Scott. No new emails from Scott, which wasn't unusual as their interactions during the week were minimal. There was an email from Ray, thanking John profusely for his visit and inviting him over next week. Join was about to reply when he received a message in the chat feature from an account he hadn't recognized.
"Hey sexy."
"Who is this?" Replied John.
The reply came almost instantly. "It's Tim. You slobbered all over my fat dick last week in front of everyone, remember?" A smiley face emoji was thrown in for good measure.
John felt a rush of conflicting emotions. His face reddened but his dick hardened. He was irritated by Tim's tone but curious enough to want to continue the conversation at least.
"I remember. What can I do for you?"
"Well, it's Wednesday."
"And?" John replied.
"You're coming over to see me tonight and I wanted to make sure you had my address."
John had forgotten about that statement from Tim. After Scott failed to mention anything about it, John had assumed it was just dirty talk and left it at that.
"Scott never told me to come over to your house." John replied.
"But I did." Another smiley face.
"Lol yes you did mention that." Said John.
"What's wrong, stud? Didn't you like the taste of my cock?"
John didn't respond quickly and Tim sent another message.
"You did a great job sucking on it, hun."
"Thanks."
"So what time should I expect you over tonight?"
"Lol what makes you think I'm actually coming over? You weren't very nice to me."
"It's just dirty talk, sweetie. Scott is verbal with you and I thought you liked it? Your big dick seemed to like it." A winky faced emoji this time.
"Yeah lol but I know Scott, we had established some kind of rapport and trust before any of that."
"Fair enough, I understood. I just love seeing a big, strapping straight guy taken down a peg while he's at my feet. It's only dirty talk, babe."
Babe? John had to laugh. He barely knew this person and had every reason to just ignore him. But he wasn't going to do that and already he knew it. His uncut dick was almost fully erect in his loose fitting boxers. Again he found himself feeling incredibly sexy, knowing that yet another person, even if it was a man, was attracted to him enough to pursue him like this. He knew that Tim was more than likely just humoring him, telling him what he wanted to hear so he'd visit him tonight, but the truth was Tim's demeaning words and unexpected display of dominance did turn him on. It angered him as well, made him feel low and cheap, but it undeniably had an appeal.
Another message from Tim. "I just don't want to get a vanilla blowjob, right? I have a boyfriend and we have a great relationship. But he's gay and i'd much rather see a big sexy jock naked than him lol! He's totally cool with it, btw. It's so much hotter to have someone like you go down on me, and the dirty talk is just extra fun! You wouldn't want me to just sit there and not say anything, right?"
John felt he had a point.
"No, I guess not. Can you just not insult me so much lol?"
"I won't insult you lol...as much haha! But I really would still like to be verbal with you. Is that ok with you, hun?"
That wasn't much of a promise, John felt, but his throbbing cock decided he didn't much care.
"Yes." John replied, now beginning to lightly stroke his rapidly hardening dick.
"Great! Now what time should I expect you to bring those dick-sucking lips over to my place?"
John arrived later that night, to a modest ranch style home in a suburban neighborhood. Despite how hard he'd been during his conversation with Tim, he purposely hadn't jerked off, as he was afraid that if he had an orgasm he'd skip the visit entirely.
He didn't know what he'd be walking into with Tim. He was slightly less unpleasant during their online chat, but John wouldn't be surprised if he reverted back to his demeanor from their last in person encounter. He had also mentioned a boyfriend and didn't know whether this person would be home or not.
John knocked on the door. The nervousness and anxiety that he felt first visiting Scott had largely faded. The emotion he was now primarily feeling was excitement.
Tim answered the door and waved John in.
"Good to see you, stud. Follow me to the living room."
The home was clean and sparsely furnished. He followed Tim into the living room, and Tim took a seat on a chair. The lights were dim, similar to Scott's home each time he visited. He wondered how much of this Scott actually knew about. He saw someone sitting on the couch at the far side of the room but couldn't make who it was due to the dim lighting
Tim walked over to the man, sat down on the sofa and relaxed.
"This is my boyfriend I mentioned. He didn't believe I could get a beefy straight guy to come over and be at my beck and call. So let's show him how obedient you are. Take off your shirt for me."
John did as instructed. He wasn't entirely surprised by the presence of another man and it didn't faze him. He very quickly got into a sub headspace that he found brought out emotions and desires in him he didn't know he had even a year ago. The thought of pleasuring Tim, of have having a sexual encounter where he didn't need to make any of the decisions, was already causing him to get hard.
Tim had moved over to the opposite end of the couch from his bf.
"I want you to lie down on your back, put your head in my lap." Said Tim.
John sat between them and tried to position himself as directed. He wasn't expecting this, had expected to be asked to suck Tim's dick and then leave.
"You can just put your legs right up on Ted's lap, sexy."
John did as bidden and lay there with his enormous feet and calves in Tim's bf's lap.
Tim began to gently play with John's hair and ear as Ted stroked John's feet.
"Neither of us ever expected to have a totally butch, straight football player laying shirtless on our laps." Said Ted, speaking to John for the first time. John wasn't sure how to respond or what was expected of him at this point.
Tim used one hand to caress John's muscular shoulder and brought the other to John's face. He extended a finger and pushed it into John's mouth casually.
"Be a good straight boy and suck on this like it was a dick."
John began to swirl his tongue around the finger in his mouth and gently bobbed his head up and down.
Ted's hands had moved up from John's feet to his calves and thighs. His erection was pressing up against his athletic pants and was painfully obvious.
As Tim continued to invade John's mouth with his finger, Ted pulled down John's pants and underwear, his hard cock flopping against his thigh. Ted threw the clothes across the room.
Ted stared at John's rock hard cock and smiled. "My, aren't we a big boy?" He moved his hand slowly up John's tree trunk thighs and cupped John's low hanging balls.
