Cliffhanger Banger

“You know, you need to be careful in college, son,” my mom said as we put the final bags of my stuff into my new dorm room. “Those girls will get their teeth into you and they’ll never let go.”

I rolled my eyes. I wasn’t insterested in girls, but I wasn’t about to tell her that. “Yes, mom...”

“Leave the poor boy alone, Darcy, he’s got enough to worry about.”

My dad, coming to the rescue again.

I shot him a grateful look as he herded mom out the door. I looked around the room and sighed, knowing I really needed to finish unpacking because if I didn’t do it now, I’d never get it done.

After finally putting the last of my stuff away I headed out the door. I’d heard the area had some great hiking and that was one of my favorite pastimes. I’d dressed in light joggers and a tank top, going commando since I’d always felt more comfortable like that. Also, I liked watching guys look at the outline of my dick against the thin fabric.

I drove up into the foothills about 10 minutes away from the college campus, getting out of the main town areas. There was a trail up to the top of a small bluff overlooking the town, and some of the other college students had said it was a great view.

It took me only 20 minutes to get to the top. I was rather impressed with the well-kept feel of the trail, since there wasn’t any signs of trash or grafitti that I could see.

I stood at the edge of the bluff, looking down over the small college town. The wind fluttered across the rock that I was standing on, catching my thin blond hair.

I heard a scuffle and looked over to see a man climbing up the rock face. He was just getting to the top.

I felt my cock twitch as I watched. He was about my age, most likely another college student. He was shirtless, a light covering of hair coating his muscular chest. He wore thin exercise shorts, which looked to be the only thing between his obviously large member and the outside world. The harness he was wearing only made it infinitely more obvious.

The man caught me staring at him as he got up. I turned away, blushing. I pretended to stare at the town while he got his ropes all in order.

He came and stood next to me, making me put my hands in my pockets to hide my growing erection. I liked guys looking at my dick. I was not used to it, however.

“My name’s James,” he said, extending a hand in front of me.

I shook it, feeling the sweaty but strong grip. 

Man he’s fucking hot.

“Martin,” I replied.

“Are you new to the college? I haven’t seen you before,” James said.

“Yea, just arrived today. Wanted to see the view so I came up here after unpacking.”

He nodded. “Yea it’s great up here. I like to come and climb the cliff at least once a week. Keeps me fit and away from all the people.”

I laughed. “I so understand that.”

James looked at my semi-muscular arms and shoulders. “Do you climb?”

I shook my head. “Nah, I’m a swimmer. Not competitive or anything, just enough to keep up muscle tone.”

“Nice. Wanna climb back down with me? There’s a great little cave on the way down.”

“Really?” I said. “Yea, that sounds like fun.”

James didn’t have another harness but he was able to fashion one out of the extra rope he had. It was a simple thing, but it got a bit tense when he squated down to tighten it, revealing in great detail my semi-erect penis. The fabric of my joggers was only a single layer thick and was a rather thin material, so you could see even a few veins sticking out, let alone the swollen head. But James didn’t even flinch or mention it, for which I was very grateful.

I climbed down first, arriving at the ledge he spoke of quickly. It was tucked away under the overhand of the bluff, and had a small cave that went a few feet in from the ledge. James came down without ropes right after me, dropping to the ground next to me as I looked out. 

It was a nice little nook. In fact, unless you stuck you head out a few feet over the ledge, you were invisible to anybody either above or below. I was about to comment on that when I saw James’ thin shorts. His cock was swollen almost as much as mine was earlier, pressing against the fabric that had been tightened by the harness. He caught me looking.

“Sorry, but I saw your hard-on and it got me a bit horny.” He said in way of explaination.

I stared. “Wait. You mean, you...?”

“Are into dicks? Yes, very much so.”

My dick started to swell once again at the news.

He looked meaningfully at it. “Can I suck it?”

I felt a bit feint. It had been years since I’d done anything with another guy, and that was mostly experimenting when we were kids. I was really horny, and it was a bit overwhelming.

James saw my reaction, then got a scared look. “Oh, sorry, man. I thought you were also...”

“I am.” I got out. “I’m just really exited. It’s been a while.”

He nodded understandingly. “So...”

“Yes, please!”

He got down on his knees in front of me and tore off the makeshift harness. After the pressure was gone, my cock was able to fully expand itself in the soft fabric, and was pushing straight out. It was then that I understood the whole “tent pole” term.

James took the band of my joggers and pulled it out and over my penis, revealing the stout member. It was about 6” cut. Not long but not too short either. He took it in one hand and opened his mouth. It’s hard to explain the sensation that followed. He took the whole thing in his mouth, all at once. His lips were kissing my recently shaved pubes. The entire shaft was in his mouth. He didn’t even bother using his tongue at first, just fucked himself on my dick. In and out, in and out. He went faster and faster then stopped, long before I’d reached anywhere near climax. 

This was when he started using his tongue. He swirled it around and around the head, even inserting it a bit into my slit. I’d always had a large slit which meant I didn’t cum very far, but now it was perfect, since it seemed to allow a bit more play.

While his tongue did wonders with my head (both heads, actually), his hands were busy. One was playing around with the shaft of my cock and the other was busy kneeling my balls. It hurt a little but felt so good. It was strange.

He was close to making me cum when I stopped him. 

“Wait, let me blow you too. I’ve been wanting to eat dick for a while now.”

James smirked and stood up, undoing his harness. His shorts were of the short shorts variety, and were apparently too short to handle his swollen cock. It stuck out a bit from one of the legs, basking in all it’s glory. 

I got down on my knees, thankfull for the mossy ground in the cave, and pulled his shorts down. His penis popped out, actually whacking me in the face. It was at least 9 inches long and uncut, the foreskin still covering a bit of the head even at full erection.

I paused, then went down on it. It was too big for me too swallow all the way, but that didn’t stop me from trying. James moaned as I swirled my tongue around the head, getting it underneath the foreskin a bit. 

I tried doing what he had done, squeezing his balls just enough to hurt, while also stroking his shaft with my other hand.

I got curious, so I took the hand that was going after the shaft and stuck it behind his balls, feeling around his sweaty crack. James got the message and lay down on the moss spreading his legs. I still sucked his cock but also fingered his hole.

He moaned. “Martin. Stick your fingers in me.”

I complied, pushing my pointer and middle finger into his ass. He groaned again.

I kept swirling my tongue around his head while squeezing his balls and trying to find his g spot. 

Suddenly James sat up and pushed my head away from his huge cock. 

“Martin, I want you to fuck me. Stick your cock in my ass,” he begged.

I nodded and pushed him back down. I spat on his puckered hole and on my dick, then lined it up. I pushed it in a little bit as James moaned. 

“Please, Martin. Fuck me. Hard. Make me scream.”

I stopped going in slowly and shoved it all in at once. James screamed. I kept fucking him, pounding his ass like there was no tomorrow. He kept screaming. I was certain we’d be found out, but didn’t stop. 

I realized I was close to cumming so I slowed down and leaned over James.

“Hey, can you top me? I’ve never been fucked before.” I said, honestly curious as to what it was like.

James looked at me stunned. “You’ve never taken cock in your ass before?”

I shook my head. James smiled.

“Well, we’ll have to change that, won’t we?”

He sat up, pulled me out of him, and spun me so that we’d switched positions. He spread my legs and got down, tasting my ass with his tongue. He wasn’t there very long before he’d straightened up again, positioning his hard cock against my hole. I was nervous, but relaxed the muscles around my asshole in anticipation. 

He didn’t give me the same curtesy I gave him. He was out of me one second and in me the next.

My scream broke his record easily. It felt painful and amazing all at once. I was shocked at how fucking good it felt having another penis inside me. I could feel his thick cock brushing up against my prostate, destroying it with surges of pleasure. I knew I was going to cum soon. Apparently James was too.

He screamed. “I’m cumming!”

My hands were going to work on my own cock, feeling amazing as he fucked me. I felt it, starting in my toes and going up into the rest up my body. I stiffened, then exploded, my cock pulsing. 

Moments later, James burst inside me. I could feel the hot semen coating my  colon.

He collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. I felt like laughing.

This is going to be a good year.