Anywhere I Want?

Experimenting... again

The morning after hooking up with Xavier, I woke up to the gentle sounds of Zack throwing up in the bathroom of our hotel room. Feeling incredibly hungover myself, I checked my phone for the time. I had a message on my phone from Grindr, it was Xavier. “Last night was amazing, your ass was so tight. If you’re in town for another night I’d love to blow you again ;)” he wrote. Details from last night came flooding back to me like a poorly shot porn video. I was both turned on and disgusted with the memory. I heard the toilet flush and the shower turns on. My heart started pounding, the part of my brain that usually rationalizes my sexuality for me started to go into panic mode, “I’m not gay” was all I could tell myself.

Rereading my entire conversation with Xavier, I didn’t recognize the person writing these things, as if there were two versions of me, straight me and this other guy who sends nudes to other men. I’ll admit that what transpired last night was fun but...it’s not me. “I’m not gay,” I told myself. Last night was fun, yes it felt good...great even, but it was a one-time thing. I never really wanted to have sex with another guy, but now that I have I can file this memory away as “been there, done that,” and go on living my straight life as a no longer curious guy. With that thought, I deleted the app.

Zack and I sobered up and got back on the road, finishing our trip to the west coast. I was oddly able to compartmentalize the experience I had the night before as just a fun night, and went about my next couple days with Zack as if last night ended with me going back to the hotel and passing out. We went our separate ways shortly after arriving in L.A. His college and mine were not far from each other but our schedules prevented us from hanging out like we had thought we would. I got caught up in my classes and projects. I started dating a girl in one of my core classes, Kayla. That relationship was like a match, burned hot and fast, lasting almost until Thanksgiving break. Like all good things though, it burned out and we split up.

My parents wanted me to come home for Thanksgiving, but I was behind on a lot of classwork so I lied and told them I had an opportunity to work on set for a production and had to stay in LA for the week. Having the entire week off, with my roommate gone, all of my friends gone, I was able to get caught up on all of my work by Wednesday. I spent most of Thanksgiving being bored, scrolling through social media feeling lonely.

I started drinking shots from the gallon size jug of vodka my roommate and I smuggled into the dorm. I kept scrolling and saw Kayla especially was posting tons of photos of her Norman Rockwell-esc Thanksgiving, all of the photos getting more than 100 likes, I think that annoyed me more than anything. Between the photos and the vodka I was starting to feel lonely, plus I really need to pee. 

My dorm was a little older and not unisex, so we had one bathroom per floor and open stall showers. None of that bothered me, having been on the swim team in high school I was used to all of that. Usually, I would’ve thrown some shorts on over my briefs before heading down the hall, but the building was a ghost town because of the holiday. Plus I got a little thrill out of doing something as stupid as this, I don’t know why. Wearing a pair of dark blue Hollister briefs and my shower flip-flops I started down the hallway, strutting and feeling like some sort of rebel.

Turning to walk back out of the urinal section I was almost pummeled by a guy almost a foot taller than me, with overgrown dark brown hair, wearing a loose-fitting tank top and gym shorts.

“Oh shit,” I said, feeling caught off guard.

He laughed, “Oh man, you scared me,” he said. Then looked me up and down in a not-so-subtle way.

I started to blush, realizing I was nearly naked, “my bad, I...I legit thought I was the only person on the floor.”

He laughed again, “So did we,” he said going to the nearest urinal.

“We?” I said loud enough to be heard over the sound of me washing my hands.

“Yeah, my friend Conor got all of us non-Americans together for a celebration of our own.” He looked me up and down again, “European?” he asked, then started to wash his hands as I dried mine.

“What? Oh, no, I, I just didn’t go home for the holiday,” I told him.

“Oh,” there was a pause while he dried his hands and I stood there awkwardly. “Well, if you want to...you can join us in 518,” he said. Then started to walk out with me.

A party was exactly what I needed. “Yeah, that sounds great,” I said, a little too excited. Realizing he was looking at me funny, “I am going to go put some clothes on first,” I laughed.

“Something a little more casual,” he joked as I started down the hall.

I threw on a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt with a faded symbol of the STAR WARS rebellion on it. I checked myself in the mirror, I did not look sexy. The guy who invited me was dressed almost in pajamas so I assume the dress code for this party is “comfy”. I found myself getting nervous, which is stupid because I don’t know any of these people or care what they think. At the same time, all my friends were gone for the next three and a half days and I needed some people before I went mad. Grabbing my half-empty gallon of vodka I almost ran down the hall to 518.

The door was ajar, I gave it a half-hearted knock and pushed it open. The room smelled of dudes, weed, and something else...some kind of food probably. Sitting on one of the two beds was the guy I met in the bathroom, in a task chair by one of the desks was a guy I had seen in passing in the showers but didn’t know, and on the floor were two guys I had never seen before.

“There he is,” the guy from the bathroom said as if he had been waiting on me.

“Hey guys, I’m Chris,” I said awkwardly.

“Carlos,” one of the guys on the floor said with a Spanish accent.

“Conor,” the guy in the chair said with an Irish accent.

“Liam,” the guy from the bathroom said with no accent.

Taking a long hit from a vape pen, the other guy on the floor said in a pretentious way, “Je suis Eden” as he blew out the weed and offered the pen to me.

I handed the vodka to Conor, took the vape pen, and took a long hit. I started to cough like a bitch, they all laughed at me. “Sorry guys, I haven’t smoked since classes started,” I laughed with them.

“No worries,” Liam said, smiling at me. His longer hair pushed behind his ears, with one thick strand dangling over his left eye.

“Wait, you don’t have an accent, where are you from,” I asked in the weirdest possibly rudest way possible.

“Eden and I are from Canada, different parts obviously,” he said, taking the vape pen from me and taking a hit.

“Obviously,” I laughed, realizing how ignorant I am about Canada.

We talked for a while about a bunch of dumb school stuff. This was Conor’s dorm. He knew Eden from a hands-on camera class, he was friends with Liam from a class they had last year and Carlos was dating Eden. After some drinking, smoking and exhausting the conversations around our classes, the conversation transitioned to sex. Conor had a girlfriend from Ohio who was visiting her parents about an hour out of L.A. and he was not invited to dinner. Eden and Carlos were dating each other for only a couple of weeks but acted like an old married couple already. Liam was recently single but offered very little info about that, just that, “it had been too long” since he had sex.

“What about you?” Conor asked me.

“Oh, I am recently single as well,” I said as if it was something to be embarrassed about.

“Ah shit,” Carlos started to say, “get a few more drinks in Liam and you might get lucky,” he laughed hysterically at his own joke.

Liam nearly choked on his drink and shot me a look that I couldn’t read at all. My heart started racing. I didn’t know what to do or say, I just smiled and shook my head disapproving of the joke, feeling my face get hot and flush. I looked everywhere but at Liam, realizing he had said he was recently single but not that his ex was male or female. Not that I cared, I was not trying to hook up with him, or any guy for that matter. I had done my experimenting over the summer and...I’m no longer curious.

I heard them all start laughing at something Conor had said, so I laughed along. The vape pen made its way back to me, I took another hit, no coughing this time, and passed it to Liam. His fingers touched mine in the handoff, the moment hung in the air as we made eye contact.

I kind of zoned out, but my attention snapped back when I heard Carlos talking about meeting Eden on Grindr.

With his thick French accent, “And I told you no, several times,” Eden laughed, looking at Carlos.

“Why not?” Liam asked.

Eden and Carlos looked at each other. “I told him I don’t bottom,” Eden laughed at Carlos.

“Then I sent him a picture of my dick,” Carlos said, “...and he loved it,” he laughed, then leaned in to kiss Eden on the neck.

Eden mumbled something in French that I’m certain translates to “bullshit”, then in English said, “I was on my way back from a party, too drunk to care, Carlos popped up less than 100 ft away...I was horny and forgot he said he was a strict top,” Eden laughed.

Carlos rolled his eyes, then smiled big, “good thing I got that big dick,” he laughed.

“Well we know Eden isn’t in it for your personality,” Conor jabbed. “I’ve seen Chris in the shower, you have some competition,” he laughed.

My face went red, almost purple. Eden winked at me and said something in French that sounded flirtatious. I blushed and took another sip of my drink. I felt my dick twitch in my underwear. I admit, it feels good to have someone flirt with you, like a sexual object, even coming from a guy. The conversation was turning me on, well...that, the vape, booze, and the fact that I hadn’t had sex in a couple of weeks. Jerking off just doesn’t get the job done the way sex does.

Carlos pretending to be jealous grabbed him and started to passionately make out with him. I looked away and found myself looking right at Liam who must have already been staring at me.

“Ey, grab his dick,” Conor said with a laugh, his Irish accent getting heavier the more he drank.

Eden did as he was told, grabbing Carlos’s obviously hard dick through his pajama pants. I felt my own dick start to get hard instantly. I wasn’t sure what was happening here, but my hormones were taking over and I was down to watch.

The phone on Conor’s desk buzzed. He picked it up. “Oh shit, you guys, I have to head out,” he said jumping up and started digging through his dresser for warmer clothes. “I’m going to go get my dick played with too,” he joked.

“We can move this party to my room, I’m on 3,” Liam said.

Carlos and Eden stopped kissing for a minute. “You guys go ahead, we’ll join you in...a little while,” Carlos said and went back to eating Eden’s face.

“Chris?” Liam asked.

“Yeah,” I said hesitantly.

Conor started texting on his phone, “I’ll hit you up later, maybe we can all meet up for the bonfire?” Conor said to mostly Liam, but to the entire room.

“Definitely,” Liam said, grabbing my bottle of vodka and following Conor out the door.

I was already in the hall, “are we just going to leave them?” I asked, Conor already heading to the elevator.

“Fuck if I care, let them pound one out,” Conor laughed, then hopped on the elevator. “You going down?” he asked looking at me specifically.

“Sure thing,” I said, a little nervous for some reason.

Liam’s dorm was much cleaner and smelled better than Conor’s. 

“Drink?” Liam asked, grabbing some red Solo cups.

“Yes,” I said, sitting on his desk chair.

“There’s a vape pen in that drawer if you want, it’s stronger than that crap Conor had,” he laughed.

I opened the drawer of the desk and saw nothing but papers, pens, and other office supplies.

Liam laughed, “that drawer,” he said pointing to the only drawer in the nightstand.

“Oh,” I laughed. I opened the drawer, “Oh shit,” I said, looking at an open box of condoms, a small bottle of lube, a tin of mints with a sticker covering the label, and a little brown bottle that gave me a flashback to my night in the hotel with Xavier.

“What?” he asked.

“Oh...I...I found it,” I said, pulling the vape pen from the drawer and closing it quickly.

Liam handed me a drink, “cheers.” We clinked glasses, I took a sip and got quiet, not sure what was happening, or how to react to what I saw. The thoughts rushing in my head of all the pleasure I had that night and how different sex was with a man compared to sex with Kayla.

Liam walked over to his bed, opened the drawer, and pulled out the mint tin. Inside were pills that were clearly not mints and a couple of little sachets that were shaped like gum. He took one and put it inside his mouth like tobacco chew and offered me one. I didn’t want to look dumb, so I took one and did the same thing. Almost instantly I felt high, but a hyper high, not like when smoking weed. I definitely felt relaxed.

“Oh, crack the door for Carlos and Eden, in case they decide to join us when they’re done,” Liam smiled at me, then started putting on some music on his phone.

I stood up, that’s when it really hit me, whatever was in that sachet was amazing, I felt so good, everything feels so good. I opened the door and put the deadbolt out so it didn’t latch closed. I kind of slid back to the task chair and gave myself a spin just to enjoy the sensation.

“You ever just... make out with someone in front of people like that?” I asked.

“You mean like Carlos and Eden?” Liam said.

“Yeah, I mean, not with a guy but just in general that kind of comfort level. I saw Eden full-on grab Carlos’s hard dick,” I laughed.

Liam let out a sexy laugh, “Yeah, well, it would be hard not to see that monster when it’s hard,”

“You saw it too?” I joked.

“I’ve seen it before,” he said blowing his vape out and passing it to me.

“Oh,” was all I could say, feeling my dick start to get hard. I crossed my legs to try and hide it.

Liam was leaning against the headboard of his single bed, I could see the bump in his shorts more defined now, so much so I could tell he was circumcised. Liam caught me looking and adjusted himself in a not-so-subtle way.

“I hooked up with Carlos freshman year,” Liam laughed.

I laughed awkwardly, “Oh,” was all I could say again.

He shot me a sly look, took a long hit off his vape pen, “lets just say he’s not a strict top,” Liam laughed.

I was getting harder in my underwear, I tried to do a subtle adjustment but it was obvious at this point. Liam was watching my every move like he was a lion and I the antelope.

I blushed, “ugh, I haven’t had sex in weeks now,” I blurted out.

“I can tell,” he laughed. “Bro, you got a half chub watching me take a piss earlier, hard to hide that when all you’re wearing is your little undies,” he laughed.

I breathed out the vape, passed it to him, “this is stronger,” I said trying to change the subject. My heart started racing again, feeling flush in my face, I tried not to make eye contact. I pointed at the sachet in my mouth, “what am I supposed to do with this?”

He laughed, “Oh, you can toss it, probably shouldn’t have kept it in for so long,” he laughed again.

I dug it out and tossed it in the trash by the desk.

“You know…” he started to say, then took a long hit off the vape pen.

I felt myself holding my breath in anticipation of the end of that sentence, butterflies in my stomach, my head spinning from all of the alcohol and drugs I had taken. He breathed out the vape.

“What?” I asked impatiently but trying to sound casual and monotone. I took a sip of my drink.

“Nevermind, it’s stupid,” he shook his head and took a sip of his drink.

I laughed, “oh come on, you can’t start and not finish like that.”

“Well, I was thinking…” he took a long pause again.

I looked in his eyes, the low light of his desk lamp dramatically lighting his face on one side, that one chunk of hair dropping into his face again, “yeah?”

“Do you maybe want...to…” again he didn’t finish his sentence.

I just raised my eyebrows, letting him know I’m not finishing that sentence for him.

“Well I don’t know about you, but I could use some relief” he laughed.

I laughed, “I definitely need some relief.”

He finished his drink, set the cup on the nightstand, then leaned back and rubbed himself lightly through his shorts. I slowly finished my drink, nervously tilting the cup to make sure I got every last drop, then put it on the desk.

“Have you ever,” he started to say.

“No,” I said too quickly, then had to walk it back a little, “well, I mean, kind of…” I trailed off.

Liam smiled, “come here.”

I got up and took the two longest steps I’ve ever walked to the bed and sat next to him. He leaned in to kiss me, my knee-jerk reaction was to avoid it, but Liam managed to catch the back of my head with his hand and held me in place as his lips met mine. After a nanosecond, it went from uncomfortable to feeling perfect. I started to kiss him back, parting his lips with my tongue. His hands started exploring my body, under my shirt, around my back, breathing heavily without breaking our kiss.

He pushed me down onto my back, my head at the foot of the bed, without skipping a beat he was kissing me again. He was between my legs, broke our kiss for only a second, using both his hands he yanked my shorts all the way off and left my legs on his shoulders. My dick hard as a rock in my underwear, he tossed my shorts onto the floor then pulled off his shirt. He leaned on my legs, stretching them until he could kiss me again, I could feel his hard dick rubbing against my asshole through our remaining clothes. He humped me and kissed me hard, I let out a soft moan.

Liam broke the kiss and started lifting up my shirt. I sat up and let him pull it off and toss it on the floor. He started kissing my neck then my chest, following my hairless torso down to my underwear. Grabbing the waistband from the hips he tugged them down, I lifted my ass so he could pull them all the way off, my dick smacked my stomach with an audible thump. He smiled at me, then devoured my dick, all the way to my finely trimmed pubes. I let out a moan, “oh fuck,” I said rubbing my hands through his thick hair.

He moaned on my dick, bobbing up and down, clearly not his first dick. It fell out of his mouth and he started sucking on my balls, taking one into his mouth, “mmm,” I moaned. Then he took the other in his mouth, I let out another soft moan, spreading my legs a little more so he had more room. He sucked the space between my balls and my leg. He lifted my legs, bending my body so my own dick was pointing at my chest, exposing my hole for him to run his tongue over.

“Oh fuck,” I almost yelled but in a whisper.

“You like that?” he asked and started to really go to town on my hole.

“Fuck yes, oh man that feels good,” I gasped for air. Feeling his hands massage my ass cheeks as his tongue caress my tight pucker, around and across. My head was spinning, “Oh my God, this feels so good,” I whispered. He moaned into my hole, pushing his tongue inside a little. “Mmm...fuck...Liam…” I said, tossing my head side to side on the bed.

He slowly lets my bottom half back down onto the bed. I open my eyes when I feel his body leave from between my legs, I see him standing next to the bed pulling down his shorts and underwear in one quick move. His throbbing dick smacked his abs then bobbed almost straight out from his body. He took a step forward and his angry-looking dick head was staring at me, inches from my mouth. I looked just past his dick to see his lustful eyes staring back at me. I sat up on the edge of the bed, grabbed it with one hand, barely making my middle finger and thumb connect, and started to jerk it a little. I felt his hand gently caress the back of my neck, pulling me into it.

For the first time, I took his dick into my mouth. Tasting his precum, it was so weird and hot, I wanted more and tried to deepthroat, gagging almost instantly. He moaned and stroked my neck, slowly pushing his hips further and his dick further into my mouth making me gag again. 

“Damn Chris...that’s it,” he whispered, slowly thrusting into my mouth.

My hands on his ass cheeks, I squeezed them letting him know I wanted more. He arched his ass out a little then slowly went as deep into my mouth as he could, choking me a little as all 7 inches went into my mouth and down my throat and held my head in place for a few seconds. I started to gag again and he let up, I pulled off.

“Fuuuck…” he said, feeling me lick the tip as he taps the head on my lips.

He took a step back, “lay down,” he said, gently pushing me so my head was towards the pillow, my chest flat on the mattress. I felt him climb on the bed between my legs, spreading them a little, massaging my ass, it felt so good. He leaned in and his tongue was back into my hole, his hands spreading my cheeks to get more access for his tongue.

“Fuck that feels so good,” I said muffled in the pillow. I arched my back to get more into me.

“Mmm,” he moaned, vibrating into my hole.

His tongue pulled out of my hole, giving it another lick, then started to kiss his way up my back. His legs spreading mine as far as they would go, I felt his dick gently rub across my hole as he kissed the back of my neck.

“Mmm,” he moaned, then started to suck on my neck.

“Mmmhmmm,” I moaned back.

Liam's arms slipped under my chest, his hands grabbing my shoulders like a pullup bar, another long kiss on my neck, then up to my ear as he pushed his weight into my ass, his dick pulsing on my hole.

“Fuck Chris,” he said softly into my ear then nibbled on my lobe, thrusting again as his cock slid across my hole and he moaned.

I couldn’t help but moan with him, feeling his dick rubbing my hole, my body reacting to every touch, opening up for him, giving him permission in ways my brain couldn’t control.

“I want to,” he kissed my neck again, “...be inside you,” he kissed me again.

I couldn’t say the words, I was nervous and relaxed at the same time. I wanted him and wanted to run at the same time. My legs spread wide, I arched my back and my ass presented itself to him.

“Mmm, yeah, that’s it,” he said, now kissing the other side of my neck. Holding my shoulders he arched his back and thrust down into my ass with enough pressure I felt my dick rub hard against the mattress and let out a deeper moan.

I brought my hand up to his neck and twisted myself enough so I could kiss him, moaning as he thrust slowly up and down. His hips pulled back far enough the head of his dick grazed across my hole, his precum dripping into my hole. He sat up on his elbow and with the other hand started thumping his dick on my hole.

I heard the unmistakable sound of him wetting his hand with his saliva, then rubbing it on the head of his dick, then again more saliva, and this time rubbing it onto my hole. I let out a soft moan when his hand massaged my hole, then another moan as he thumped his cock head on my hole.

“Yeah, you want me inside you,” he said as a statement, not a question.

Again I was at a loss for words but my body wriggled under him, reacting in all the ways someone would if they wanted another man's dick inside them. His head lined up with my hole and he wiggled it with his hand like he was jerking off with my pucker on his tip.

“Mmmm, open up for me,” he moaned, putting a little pressure on my hole.

I tried to relax a little, but the more pressure he put on my hole, the more it puckered. He kissed my back then sat up on his knees. I heard more saliva making its way onto his dick then he used his dick to rub it into my hole, this felt good. 

“Mmm, open up for me Chris,” he spoke softly, then some more pressure into my hole. I could feel it start to give way and sting a little at the same time.

“Ahh,” I let out a silent scream as the head popped into my ring, taking my breath away.

“That’s it, fuck you’re tight,” he said almost out of breath, “just breathe, let me in.”

He didn’t pull out at all, just held it there for a minute, I felt more saliva dripping onto my hole, his dick pulled out and rubbed it in and kept pushing, just the head popped in and the added lube made it feel a little better.

I let out a stressed moan, “oh fuck.”

“Yeah, that’s it,” he whispered. “You ready for more?”

I didn’t say anything, just trying to breathe and relax.

He started pushing again, my ass not really letting him in, the sting shot through my body, right up into my guts like I had been kicked in the balls, “Oh shit” I said into the pillow.

“Oh fuck yes,” he said getting that first inch of his dick into my hole.

I couldn’t breathe, the pain was intense and his dick felt like a hot poker entering my hole. “I can’t,” I started to say.

“Mmm Chris, yeah you can, you wanted me in you all day, just let me in,” he said softly.

My body listened to him and I could feel my hole giving way and the pain became a gentle discomfort.

“That’s it,” he said as his dick pulsed a little. He leaned down and kissed my back, putting his weight on me. I felt more pressure from his dick as it slowly started to go deeper.

“Oh shiiit,” I grunted, this time he kept pushing more inches and not stopping, “Oh fuuuuuck,” I nearly screamed into the pillow.

“Oh fuck yes, that’s it,” he said over and over, “that’s it Chris, fuck yes, mmmm.”

That discomfort turned into fire again, “fuck your too big man...I can’t...we can't,” I tried to form a sentence.

Without pulling out, I felt him lean over and heard him digging through the drawer. He lay flat on my back, his fire-hot dick deep inside my tight ass hole. Liam kissed my neck, then brought the bottle up to my nose, “Poppers,” he said.

He shook the bottle, then opened it right under my nose, I inhaled deep on one side, my head started to spin. “Take another hit,” he said. I did as I was told and took a second deep hit.

“That’s it,” he said, then took two deep hits of his own and capped the bottle, leaving it next to my hand.

He slowly pulled out, I felt my hole loosen up and he slowly pushed all the way back in, “mmm, you’re so tight.”

“Wait,” I started to say, as he thrust a little deeper, bottoming out inside me, “ungh, wait,” I said.

He held himself deep, kissing my neck, “yeah?” he whispered in my ear.

“Do you have a condom?” I asked.

He pulsed his dick inside me and kissed my neck, gyrating his hips ever so slightly, “mmmhhmmm.” Pushing himself up, slowly pulling his dick out of my hole, then thumping the tip on my ring.

I sat up on my elbows and took two more hits of his poppers, feeling my head spin and my body relax. Fuck I can’t believe I’m doing this again. I heard him uncap his small bottle of lube and drizzle some on my hole, then I heard him slick up his dick and snap the cap back closed. I looked over as he dug deeper into the drawer.

“Shit,” he whispered and kept digging. “Umm…” he paused.

“What?” I asked.

“I don’t think I actually have one,” he said and tried to laugh it off.

“What are you talking about, you have a box, I saw it,” I said.

He held up the box, shook it, “It’s empty.”

My brain flatlined, “are you serious?”

He opened the drawer until it clicked, shuffling things around, “Yeah,” he said defeated, slowly closing the drawer. Then he hopped off the bed, his dick wagging like a tail as he went to the nightstand next to the other bed. “Maybe my roommate has one.”

I rolled onto my back, my head still spinning from all of it, my dick still hard as a rock, I slowly started to stroke myself. I watched as he dug through the drawer, then a desk drawer.

“Ahhaah” he said, walking back over to the bed, holding up a condom that looked like it was in a wallet for too long. He climbed back between my legs, then leaned in to kiss me some more, with more passion this time. Grinding our dicks together, moaning from all the amazing feelings, and how great his body felt against mine. My legs wrapped around his waist, he kissed my neck and I melted and moaned. Rubbing his bare dick across my hole as it sprang back to full hardness. He moaned into my mouth as I sucked on his tongue. I felt the head try to push its way back into me and I broke the kiss with a moan.

“Mmmm, fuck,” was all I could say as the tip popped back into me.

“Mmmm, fuck yes,” he moaned with me and pushed a little less than half his cock into me.

My eyes rolled back into my head as I took a sharp breath, “shiiiit.” I reached down and grabbed the condom and held it up for him.

He slowly pulled out and took the condom from me. “You want me inside you?”

“Fuck yes,” I said, watching him rip the condom open with his teeth, then rolling it down his cock like a pro.

I grabbed the poppers, took a deep hit on one side. He started rubbing the head up and down feeling out my hole. I took another deep hit, he found my hole and started to push in.

“Oh shiiit,” I moaned, feeling my body stretch for his pleasure.

“Fuuuuck yessss,” he said as he bottomed out.

He didn’t start trusting, he just kept pushing in, my ass ring was all the way down on the root as far as it could possibly go. Then he pulled out all the way, stroked his dick a few times, tapping my hole with the tip, then pushed all the way in with a moan. It felt so good, I felt my toes curl behind his back. He leaned in and kissed me some more, moaning and thrusting slow and deep.

“Fuck you feel good,” he said kissing my neck. Pulling all the way out and thumping his dick on my hole some more, jerking himself and pushing the tip in and then pulling it back out. “You like my dick in you don’t you?”

“Mmmhmmm, fuck Liam, it feels so good,” I moaned as he pushed all the way back in, bottoming out and we both let out a moan.

He built up a slow rhythm, then would pull out and thump his dick on my hole.

“Ungh...that feels so good,” I whispered.

He jerked a little more and then pushed the tip back in, “You’re so tight,” he whispered, then pushed hard all the way into me.

“Oh fuck!” I tried to not yell, that one came with a little sting.

He held it there and gave me a deep kiss. Then he started to thrust slowly and deep, he kissed my neck then sucked on my tongue and back to my neck. Pulling out completely he sat up on his knees. I watched as he slowly jerked himself and me with his other hand. It felt so good, I grabbed the poppers and took another hit, then another.

“Fuck yeah, I knew you wanted this dick the first second I saw you,” Liam said grinning at me.

I didn’t know what to say, I just smiled and took another hit off the poppers.

“Oh fuck yes, this is not your first dick,” he laughed and slammed his dick hard into me.

“Oh fuck,” I said, feeling him hit deeper than before.

He leaned in and kissed me, thrusting harder and faster. I moaned with every thrust, “fuck that feels good.”

“Yeah it does, you feel so good,” he said with a kiss and a thrust. Looking into my eyes he gave me a peck on the lips, then a gentle lick and a huge smile.

Some gentle shorter but still deep thrusts, “Fuck that feels good,” I told him.

He sat up and pulled out again, jerking himself some more and thumping his dick on my hole. “Fuck man, you’re so tight,” he said with a grin.

I took another hit of the poppers, “I should be,” I laughed and took another hit.

“Yeah, you don’t usually bottom?” he asked with a sweet look on his face, then shoved his dick all the way into me. Then started to pound my hole.

“Oh fuck, mmmm…” I moaned.

“You like my dick in you?” he asked. Then thrust balls deep.

“Mmmhmm,” I moaned.

Slow long strokes again, kissing me, “do you ever fuck bare?” he asked, then pushed back into me.

“Ungh...no, not really,” I said between moans and thrusts.

He kissed me and built up a rhythm, both of us moaning, “fuck you feel so good,” he whispered in my ear.

I moaned, “Your dick feels so good.”

He sat up on his knees and thrust short gentle thrusts. Took the bottle of poppers and he took a deep hit, then another. “Can I fuck you bare?” he asked, as he handed me the poppers.

I took a deep hit, then another.

“Take another hit,” he smiled at me, slowly going balls deep then back out almost all the way.

I took a deep hit, then another and he pushed hard into me and pulled almost all the way, then slowly back in as far as he could go. He kissed my neck, then my mouth.

He looked me in the eyes, “mmm….fuuuck…” he moaned kissing me. He started to thrust slowly as deep as he could, between thrusts he said, “I think the condom broke,” and kissed my neck. “Do you want me to pull out?” he asked as his head went across my prostate and he bottomed out again.

My head spinning, “dude, you don’t have anything right?”

“No,” he moaned as he kissed my neck. His dick filling me, my toes curling with every thrust.

He pulled out all the way and pushed in all the way, I watched him fumble with the slick broken condom. I took another hit of the poppers. The condom came off his dick with a snap and he tossed it up by the pillow and his dick slid right back into me. 

“Oh fuck yessss,” he moaned.

“Mmm, fuck,” I moaned with him.

“That’s it,” he thrust deeper, “You like that?”

“Fuck yes,” I said and he kissed my neck some more.

He moaned into my neck, “fuck your hole feels so good Chris.”

“Fuck Liam, this feels so good,” I moaned.

He thrust deeper into me, harder than ever, grinding into me, it felt so good, I started to jerk my hard dick, inching closer to orgasm. He grabbed the poppers and took a hit, then another, and kept grinding.

“I’m getting close,” I warned him.

He handed me the poppers, “here.”

I took another hit and another.

“I’m getting close too,” he said and started to do some short hard thrusts.

I felt his dick swelling inside me, “Oh fuck, Liam,” I moaned.

“Can I cum inside you?” he asked, hitting my prostate and my toes curled some more.

“Fuck yes, dude,” I said, “I’m going to cum too,” I said pounding my dick.

“Yeah?” He started to pound my ass.

“Oh yes,” I said, as I felt my balls tighten and my ass clench around his thrusting cock, pummeling my prostate. “I’m cumming, oh...fuuuuck” I said under my breath as my load shot out onto my chest and abs.

“Fuck yes...I’m going to cum,” he said and thrust a few more times and I felt his dick swell and he bottomed out, “Oh fuck yes,” he said pulsing inside me. The last of my cum squeezing out of my dick, my ass milking his cock.

“Fuck Chris, mmmm,” he moaned and gave a few more erratic thrusts, that felt amazing, warm and slick inside me.

He leaned into me, kissed me gently. “Fuck man,” he whispered out of breath.

“Shit,” was all I could say, trying to catch my breath. My cum pooling into my belly button now.

Liam kissed my neck, then licked some of the cum off my chest, “fuck you taste good,” he giggled and kissed me with my cum taste on his mouth.

I laughed, “ew, not cool,” I said.

He slowly pulled out of me with a plop sound, rolling onto his back next to me. We lay there breathing heavy. I grabbed his vape pen and took a hit, then passed it to him.

“Fuck dude,” he breathed heavy, “felt so good.” He let the vape out and passed it back to me with a smile.

I took a hit, thinking about it, “yeah, it really did,” I said.

“Made you cum,” he laughed.

“And you,’ I said, blowing the vape out.

“Ugh, it felt so good to cum inside you,” kissed me, tasting of vape and my cum.

Shortly after we showered off and I went back to my dorm.