My first time sucking dick

My Third time sucking dick

Cory and I spent most of the rest of that Saturday morning in bed, him shooting loads down my throat, and me pumping babies into his world class backside, between naps. Any and all awkwardness was gone, as we were both clearly into our new found hobby. As we finally decided to call it a session, and try to have at least a partially productive Saturday, he confided in me “by the way, Wendy and I were texting last night. She broke up with me, and isn’t coming back for Senior year. She has decided to go travelling and ‘find herself’”. He was oddly calm, given they had been dating a little over 2 years. I couldn’t help but wonder how the break up had impacted our morning of fun.

The afternoon was less productive than i would have liked. I had a programming project nearly due, for a small business i did some work for. I tried to focus on my coding, but images of Cory’s ass kept running through my mind, and my hand spent more time in my lap than on the keyboard.

By early evening I gave up, with far less accomplished than i would have liked. It was now raining out, rather heavily, so the two of us decided to order takeout and play Madden - our favourite video game.

We were very evenly matched, as usual, having split the first couple of games. The pizza was gone, as were several beers. No pain was being felt. The trash talking was reaching new highs as well. I suggested i was going to pound his Colts harder than i had pounded his ass early in the day. He countered that my Patriots sucked harder than i did on his cock. At this point we started talking bet. He started by suggesting loser run down the street to the stop sign, naked, in the rain. I accepted.

The 3rd game was the first wipeout we played in weeks. Brady was on fire, and he allowed Payton to throw a couple of careless interceptions. i was drooling as he stripped down and ran down the street. Dude looked good naked….but he looked beyond hot naked and dripping wet. I could barley speak watching him dry off. I wanted to grab him and go back to bed, but he wanted revenge.I offered up the same bet, but he wasn’t having it. No, he wanted real stakes. i asked what that meant, and he replied “loser spends tomorrow naked, doing WHATEVER the winner wants”. Wow - how could i say no.

As we headed back to the couch to play the game, i asked if he was going to get dressed. “Nope, playing naked, try not to let it distract you”. Fuck, i was hard, and not very focused. The game was tight from start to finish, but he ended up winning with a last minute field goal. I was his naked slave - i wans’t sure if i should be scared, excited, or both.

I tried again to lead him to bed, but he suggested we sleep alone - “you are going to need your rest, tomorrow is going to be a long day”. I drank another beer, and headed to bed, my head spinning with a thousand different emotions.

i was awoken at 6 the next morning, by a boxers clad stud with a huge grin on his face. “Get up and strip. I’m hungry, make breakfast and don’t even think of wearing any clothes today”..

I’m normally a decent cook, but tired, naked and having my ass caressed by my stud roommate was beyond distracting. Cory didn’t seem to mind that his hash browns were a little burnt and the poached egg wasn’t my best work. He ate, while i stood naked for his viewing pleasure. At this point he told me the rules of the day. “You will stay naked. If i do anything going too far say yellow and i will slow down, red and i will stop - but only if i really go too far. As my slave you have to answer any questions honestly. And you will refer to me as Sir for the rest of the day. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir”. I looked down and realized i was hard….i had never been dominated before, but something about the idea was getting me excited.

Cory lead me to his room and had me lie on the bed. Out of nowhere he pulled out a pair of handcuffs…wtf? He cuffed me to the bed and used a couple of belts to secure my ankles to the other end of the bed. I had never seen this side of roomie, and it was hot.

“Ok loser, tell the truth - how long have you wanted to blow me?” - oh god, this was going to be humiliating, having to explain i had wanted him for months. He continued to pepper me with questions about my sexual history, my masturbation habits, my fantasies and fetishes. Between questions he would let his hands slowly, and gently caress my chess, abs and throbbing member. I was on fire. I slowly started to eplain unrealized exhibitionist fantasies, and he was more than intrigued. My dreams of being stripped in public, or serving a room full of clothed friends while completely naked entertained him to no end. His caresses were getting more daring. He then discovered my fantasy to be spanked - and the grin on his face could have lit up a city block. I was in. for a long, humiliating, but hot day.

Cory then shared a story of a time Wendy had tied him up and teased him for hours. Getting him to the edge and then walking out of the room for 15 minutes, before coming back to repeat the process. He said he wanted to do that to me. At that he started to kiss his way down my body, before taking taking my erection in his mouth for the first time. I was moaning and shivering with excitement. Just as i thought i was about to cum, he squeezed my dick hard, and laughed. “Not yet stud”. With that he got out of bed, and walked out of the room. There i was, cuffed to the bed, naked, near the edge and helpless to take care of myself.

Several very long minutes later Cory walked back into the room, giggling. “How’s it going loser? Having fun?”. I was humiliated, excited, nervous, and horny beyond imagination. “Guess what i discovered on the net while i was out? Turns out one of the downtown gay bars has a clothing optional event every Sunday afternoon. Guess who is going. to go, and get naked, after he spends a few more hours entertaining me??? But first i am going to feed you my dick for breakfast”, Best breakfast ever.