"Bobby," I swallowed and tried to get some moisture in my mouth.  "Bobby, would you fuck me?" I couldn't believe I was asking this.  My heart was thumping again as I looked at him for his answer.  

He looked at me, with that special smile and said, "Why do you want me to fuck you?  Isn't the dildo enough, or the butt plug?"

"No, I want you in me and I want you fucking me."  I was choking up again.

"Oh, you mean, so I won't have to fuck a woman," he said as he smiled that damn smile.

"Well, no, I mean I just thought you would want to do it.  I didn't think that you might find that revolting to stick your cock in me.  To fuck a guy, or suck a guy, only a lowly scumbag,"  He reached over and put his hand over my mouth.  

"Shut up.  I am here for you.  If you really want to have a man's cock up your ass, to have a man pumping in and out of your ass, to have a man shoot his load up your ass, to be a pussy for my cock, then yes, I will fuck you."  

His words had a heavy effect on me.  I was really crossing a line here.  Did I really want to go there?  What was I saying about myself?  Did I not want to be with a woman?  Did I want to be his "pussy?"  That word just sent shivers up my spine.  Me, a pussy?  

But I swallowed and tried to put a firm voice on it, "Yes, please."

"Okay, then let's go in and get you ready for it."  He got up and got something out of his bad and went into the bathroom.  I had no clue what he was talking about, but I got up off of the bed and followed him into the bathroom.  

He was running the water in the sink as he said, "Get down on your hands and knees."  I thought I was getting in this position so he could fuck me and couldn't figure out why we had to do it in the bathroom.  

He turned off the water and came over behind me.  I thought he would get down on his knees behind me.  But instead I felt something slipping in my asshole.  It was thin, I was just getting used to it, when I felt a gush of warm water.  I looked back over my should and saw Bobby holding a rubber water bottle up in the air with a hose snaking down to my butt.  

"Put your head down.  This is an enema to clean you out."  I felt more and more water gushing into me.  I thought I couldn't take anymore, but it kept filling me up.  My cock was hard again, I could look back up as see it, sticking down and pointing towards me.  What would it be like to suck your own cock?  Oh fuck, I couldn't even be thinking that!

I thought I was going to explode, but Bobby finally stopped and reached down to remove the tube and said, "Keep your ass clamped shut."  

I thought sure that I was going to lose it.  "Now get up."  I stood up and moved to sit on the toilet.  "NO! Keep standing.  Hold it in!"  I was in agony.  I really was going to explode.  My whole body was tenses trying to keep every muscle taunt.  

Finally, he said, "Okay, now stand on the toilet seat and squat down."  I was puzzled by his request.  Once in position I realized that I was going to be totally exposed when I did this.  I looked up at him.  

"No, I have told you I am not into scat.  But for you it is the humiliation of having to get rid of all that while someone is here watching."  He was right; it was damned humiliating.  I almost didn't want to let go.  But finally, I had to.  And it came pouring, gushing out. I squatted there until it was done.  Staying red the entire time.  It was so humiliating to have to do this in front of someone.  Fuck!  

When I finished, Bobby made me wipe myself while he watched, another embarrassing situation, to have some guy watch me clean my ass.  

When I was done, he made me bend over and show him my ass.  He took one of my hand towels and wiped my ass some more.  Then he led me out to the bed and had me lay down on my back lengthwise on the bed.  He walked over to the other side of the room and I saw him start the camera again.  It made my ass clinch to think of him filming this.  Then he pushed my legs back and told me to hold them that way.  He then got some lube and began fingering my ass with it.  He slid one finger in and worked it around - poking the prostate glad and making my cock jump.  It had not gone down throughout the whole bathroom experience

I was really getting off on his finger as he worked it around my hole.  Then he added some more lube and worked a second finger into my ass.  That was really stretching me and it hurt a bit as he worked them in and out.  I kept looking between my legs to watch him move his fingers in and out of my hole.  I caught a glimpse of his cock and it rose to the occasion.  

I wondered what it would be like for him.  Was it better or worse than when he was with Michele?  But I was brought back to reality as he tried to work a third finger into my ass.  That really hurt and I began to wince as he worked them around the hole trying to get them deeper into my ass.  "Ouch!"  

"If you can't take this fingers you will never be able to take my cock," he chuckled as he worked his fingers deeper into my ass, causing even more pain.  "Do you want to stop?  Do you want to continue?"  

"No, don't stop.  Oh - shit! Yes, please continue!"  I was raising myself up so I could see what he was doing.  Fuck that hurt!  

He stopped working on my hole.  I saw him rubbing the lube on his cock, and then he moved over to line up on my hole.  He lined up and then moved so he was facing me.  "Put your legs on my shoulders.  Now look me in the eyes."  He started pushing in.  

"Remember to push out."

"Oh, fuck! It hurts!"  I tried to say through the pain.

"Breathe deep and push out."

He kept pushing in slowly and it didn't make it hurt any less.  It seemed to continually expand my hole and I knew it was going to rip open.  

"Please stop for a moment!" I begged.  "Shit!"

He stopped where he was, "Look at me!"  I had closed my eyes with the pain.  

"Do you want me to stop?"  

"NO! Just give me a moment."  I said trying to breathe like some pregnant woman giving birth I had seen on TV.  Finally, I said, "Okay, go some more, but slowly."  

He kept forcing his cock into me.  Fuck, HIS cock INTO ME.  What the fuck was I doing?  I thought I would lose it there between the pain and the realization of what I was doing.  

Then he gave a final push and thrust the last inch or so in.  "FUCK!!!!" I yelled.  And he kept that position for a while, pushing on my legs with his shoulders and looking me in the face.  

"Open your eyes," he said again.  

I did and I think some tears rolled down.  He was smiling again.  I was getting used to it.  But he didn't wait for me to tell him that.  I felt him pulling out slowly and I didn't want to be empty!  But he only pulled out to the tip and then slowly pushed himself in.  There was less pain now and he was rubbing on that magical spot in there.  

Slowly he began to withdraw and then push in.  I began to moan as I felt the knob of his dick head rub my asshole.  He moved a bit more rapidly and I could feel his balls hit my ass as he pushed all the way in.  Now I was watching his face more intently as he worked his cock in my hole.  He was smiling again.  

He kept that pace for what seemed like hours, with me wanting it more and more.  I began to writhe as much as could, then said, "Fuck me, Bobby.  Fuck me!"

"You are asking a man to fuck your ass?"  Crimson coursed over my body as he said that.  But I wanted it, damn it!

"Yes!  Please fuck me!"  

"You like my cock in your ass?" he was picking up the pace.  

"Yes," I said through clinched teeth.

"You like have your boy pussy filled with my manly cock?" he was doing a number on me and it was working.  It was affecting my brain.  I was feeling so violated and so ecstatic all at the same time.  

"Yes," I said again.  

"Do you want me to fill your boy pussy with my cum?" his speed was increasing.  

"YES!" I wanted to scream.  And I wanted to crawl in a hole.  

"Play with your cock.  Show me how much you enjoy this?"  I didn't have to touch my cock to show him that. It was already dripping and near bursting.  But I gave it a tug.  

"So you are a man slut that wants his hole plowed and his mouth filled with a real man's cock?"  He was increasing his speed again and could feel his nuts slapping against my butt with each thrust.  The heat of his movements was having a powerful affect on me.  

I wanted more, I wanted to be degraded, I would do anything this man asked, just cum and let me cum!  What an incredible feeling!  I started to clinch my ass around his cock.  I loved how it synched tightly around it.  

I took my hand off of my cock and wrapped my arms around Bobby's waist pulling him into me.  I wanted more of him, all of him.

He said, "Are you going to cum, my little boy pussy?"  

"Yes!" I said, knowing it was going to happen again, just like it had in the gym yesterday.  I was wanting it and squeezing his cock with my ass, making it hit me that spot.  The one that was driving me crazy.  The one that made me do anything to get that feeling.  

"YES! Oh Fuck yes!"  I could feel it rising, knowing it was close.  He had sped up his thrusts and was pumping on my ass.  The friction and heat was incredible.  I wanted it.  

And then it happened - I shot and writhed and groan and shouted and moaned and shot and shot and shot and clamped my ass so tight around his cock as I did, it must have done the trick for him, because he pushed deep into me and I felt his hot load filling me up.  I could feel it pulsing in my ass.  

After the initial blasts, he pumped slowly in and out of my ass, causing me weird sensations on my tortured hole.  Finally he lay there on top of me, resting his stomach on my drooling dick and said, "So how was your first fuck?"  

My breathing was ragged as I understood what he said and all fog cleared and I realized what I had done.  Crap!  What had I become!  There was too much emotion and I was going to lose it again.

"No!  Don't suck it up!  You took a man up the ass!  And it turned you on big time.  Not every boy can say that, right?"  

I blinked back the water in my eyes and sniffed and felt his cock melting in my ass.  I tried to get my breath under control and managed a raspy, "Right."  

He slowly withdrew from my ass, moved back and lowered my legs.  They ached from the tension and the position.  My ass closed tightly.  

He slapped me lightly on the leg, and changing the subject said, "Come on we are going for a run.  Stretch those legs out."  

I watched his cum slick cock as he grabbed a pair of lightweight running shorts from his pack and slid them on.  They were cut way up the sides and seemed to be hardly anything there.  He handed me a pair and told me to put them on.  It didn't feel like more than an ounce of material.  I slid them on and saw that they were indeed slit on the sides nearly to the waistband and had a thin nylon liner.  

I put my running shoes on as Bobby put his on.  We had no shirts on, just the light shorts.  It made my cock twitch as I realized how little I was wearing and going out in public like this.

I followed him down the stairs and outside.  He started at an easy pace.  Suddenly, I realized something.  His cum was dripping out of my ass?  He looked back at me and smiled, he knew exactly what was happening.  He chuckled and picked up the speed.  

There was nothing I could do.  I could feel it gathering in the narrow strip of cloth between my legs and then it started dripping on my legs as I ran.  But I was now concentrating on keeping up with Bobby now.  As I again watched the muscles in his back, butt and legs move as he ran in front of me.  

I would clinch my ass now and then remembering the feeling of his cock in my ass.  I ass was sore and so were my legs as I stretched them out and ran.  I got lost in the thoughts running through my mind about what we had just done.  I had been fucked in the ass by a man.  Just like a woman was fucked.  What did that make me? What was it like to fuck a man? What was it like to fuck a woman?  What was the differences.  What did that make me, that I had asked a man to use my ass like a woman's pussy?  And why did my cock get off on it so much?  

The feelings and emotions rolled through me as we pounded along the path.  I was still just in a zone, following Bobby's back.  When I looked up this time, sweat was rolling down his back and coloring the back of his shorts as it gathered there.  I was watching this and thinking of him naked when I noticed he was slowing down.  We were near the park again.  

He slowly slowed to a walk and I continued to follow him.  He put his hands on his waist and breathed deeply. I followed suit as he walked.  He walked off the path and through the trees and bushes again.  These were hardwoods and evergreens and shrubs of some kind.  He led the way again to a clearing.  I don't think it was the same clearing we were in the day before.  

He stopped here and turned to look at me.  He looked me up and down.  He was hardly out of breath and I was breathing more deeply and could feel it in my legs and in my side.  

"Why don't you cool off a bit and take off those shorts," he said, looking me in the eye.  

I swallowed and looked around and then caught myself.  I was still out on the line for some punishment and didn't want to add to it.  So I put my thumbs in my waistband and pushed the shorts down to my ankles and stepped out of them.  My cock was filling up fast.  Standing outside naked had that affect on me.  I wanted to cover my crotch with my hands, but didn't.  He continued to look me in the face as I stood and put my hands at my side.  

"Better.  You are getting better about being naked when I ask you to.  We will keep working on this until you are more comfortable getting naked no matter where or who is around."  That made my ass clinch again and my heart pound.  Naked in front of other people terrified me and made we worried.  

"Let's walk down a bit and cool down."  I was naked and he wasn't and he wanted to walk around!

He took off walking through the woods and bushes.  I was very nervous that we were going to run into someone.  We seemed to walk for hours, but probably was only 5 minutes.  We came to a clearing and Bobby stopped and said, "Let's work on your stretching."

He took me through a series of stretches we had done often.  Stretching my arms, shoulders and back and then stretching my calves, hamstrings and glutes.  When I was able to bend and touch my toes and put my head nearly to my knees.  He said good.  He was really getting me stretched out and limber.  

"Okay, lay down on your back."  That brought me back to the real world and my cock started getting hard again.  I was not in a gym in my workout clothes, I was naked in the forest.  I lay down on a bed of leaves.  He told me to raise my leg and he stretched them and flexed them.  But it seemed to keep my cock excited.  I was fully aware of being naked in front of a man that wasn't.  Even if he was the man who had fucked me and seen me jack off several times.  

He stood up by my shoulders and told me to raise my legs up.  He caught them and pulled them apart wide, exposing my hole.  It hurt a bit and I grimaced.  Then he pulled my legs towards my shoulders, folding me in half.  He kept working until my knees were nearly to my shoulders.  I was watching him and then saw that my cock was now inches away from my face.  

"Lick you cock," he instructed, in the same familiar even tones.  

I bent my head just a bit and brought my tongue to my cock.  At first I was intrigued, then I realized what I was doing and blushed.  "Take the head into your mouth," he directed.

I raised up a bit more and took the head in my mouth.  I couldn't get more.  I couldn't get enough stretch to do that.  But the taste of my cock in my mouth was different.  I was feeling my tongue on my cock as it washed the head.  It tingled from my cock to my tongue.  It was all connected.  It was awesome.  

"Can you take more of it?"  That brought me back and I blushed again as I looked up into that fucking smile of his.  I wanted to and tried to move more of it into my mouth.  He pulled down my legs to help me.  The pain was killing me but the feeling in my cock was awesome.  So this is what it felt to get a blowjob.  Wow.  But I couldn't hold the position long.  


He moved my legs back then and I didn't want to let loose of my cock!  I wanted to continue to get off.  "We'll work on that.  So you like sucking your own cock?"  He looked at me as he released my legs.  I blushed again, he was making me feel low again.  But shit it felt so good!  And he said that was all that mattered.  "Do you want to drink your own cum again?"  

The heat rose in my cheeks, as I looked up at him.  But he just had that damn smile again.  Fuck, it drove me crazy.  And why the fuck was I thinking and saying fuck and shit so much so recently?  

He helped me to my feet.  When I was standing up, he reached over and ran his hand up and down the length of my cock, then cupped my balls.  He looked me in the eyes as he squeezed them a bit.  I rose up on my toes to try and relieve some of the pressure, but he continued to apply the same amount of pressure.  It wasn't killing me, but it hurt.  

He looked me in the eye again and said, "So you like sucking your cock?  You like having a dick up your ass?  You like having cum dripping down your legs as you run?  You like eating cum?  You like having a woman watch you jerk off?  You like performing for people on the video, jacking off for them, fucking yourself with a dildo, so they can see your most intimate acts?  Do you?"

He continued to apply pressure and as much as I wanted shrivel up and hide, I had to look him in the eye and say, "Yes," as my body reacted and I became scarlet again.  

"And who do you belong to?"  

"You, Sir," I said meaning it.

"And you will do anything I say, no matter what, no matter how low and how degrading?"

"Yes, Sir," fuck it, my eyes were welling up again.  I was emotional because I did want to do this for him and also because of how it tore me apart to say that.  

He adjusted his hand from my balls and just gripped around the top of my sack, forcing my nuts down and into the end.  He stretched the sack out and away from my body.  My whole body was trembling.  

He let go of my nuts and then took me in a hug and squeezed tight.  "You are doing good, Davey."  I wasn't going to lose it today, I wouldn't.  I patted his naked back and squeezed him back and told him thanks, trying not to let my emotion show in my voice.  

"Okay, then follow me."  He let go and turned and headed out into the bush.

I followed along.  I didn't have a lot of choice.  He had my shorts in his hands.  He wandered around through the trees.  I was following him and then he came out onto the running path.  I was now standing naked on the side of the street on a running path.  I panicked and my heart went crazy.  I looked at him with fear in my eyes.  

He smiled and held out my shorts.  I had to walk towards him to get them.  I was about to lose it again as I grabbed the shorts and tried to get them on as fast as possible.  I had them about to my knees when I car drove by.  The horn honked and the windows rolled down and I heard laughter.  

I was crimson from head to toe, by the time I had my shorts pulled up.  I didn't know what to do with my cock.  I couldn't trap it in the waistband, as it would stick out.  So I settle for putting it sideways and running to the left.  

Then I looked up at Bobby. I was really mad and scared and the same time.  He just did his little fucking smile and turned and started jogging back towards the college.  I started off fighting off the feelings that were rushing through me, including the sensations of the nylon rubbing against my rigid cock.

I followed Bobby's back again, struggling with my emotions.  Soon we were slowing down the do the last walk to the dorm.  We took the stairs up and I was drenched by the time we reached the room.  Bobby opened the door to my room.  Good thing, because I didn't have a key.  

He walked in and then I followed.  He stopped me just inside the door.  "Lose the shorts."  The door was still wide open and I was standing just inside the door.  My cock got even harder - it had gone down just a bit during the run in.  My heart was thumping and I just looked at him and didn't look back in the hall.  I was flushing red again as my pulse pounded in my temples and my cock throbbed in time.  I put my thumbs in the waistband and pushed them down to the ground in one fast movement and stood up, my cock angling towards my stomach.  

Bobby made me stand like that for several minutes.  I could hear people in the hall as I continued to look at Bobby's face.  Panic was really sitting in.  I kept standing there. I was beginning to sweat and then I started to shiver.  But I stood there.  The guys walked by, I could tell by their talking.  Bobby yelled "Hi, Tom."  

He yelled back but kept walking.  I was going to die now.  Bobby turned away from me and said, "Come on in and close the door." I came in and almost slammed the door.  But I controled it.  

"What are you doing to me!" I demanded.  I was so scarred and nervous and horny, my cock was dripping again.  I was wanting to throw something or hit someone.  I was close to tears again.  

"Calm down."  Bobby said turning back to me.  He walked up and took hold of my cock.  "Calm down!"  

"What the fuck was that all about?" I demanded.  

"It's okay - 1, you said you would do whatever I said. 2, I said I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. 3. What are you worried about, they saw your naked ass, so what?"

"What about that car on the road?" I was still mad and wanted to lash out at something.  

"You think they have seen a naked hard guy someplace before?" he said evenly and smiled.  "You think they are going to recognize you?"  

He squeezed my cock again, "Besides this tells me that you got off on it."  

I blushed.  FUCK! Why did that happen to me so often? It made me mad at myself.  I was also mad at my cock for betraying me.  I wanted to be mad and embarrassed, but my cock was saying 'oh, yeah, more, more, more.' Fucking cock!  

"Come here.  I have something for you."  

I was wilting under his control once again.  I moved closer to him.  He released my cock.  Then he raised his arm and leaned into rub it on my face.  His pit rubbed across my face and he stopped when it got to my mouth.  "Now lick it clean."  

The smell drove me crazy.  I stuck out my tongue and licked.  The salty taste, was redolent of Bobby, all of his smells, sweat, soap, musk, everything.  It drove me crazy, I wanted more of it.  After I finished that one, I moved to the other one as he lifted his arm.  I was lost in him again.  He put his arm down and pushed his shorts down.  He turned around, leaned forward a bit and he didn't have to tell me.  I knelt on the floor and stuck my face in his ass.  Now I was getting the acrid taste of his hole and sweat and musk and everything.  

I kept licking up his entire crack.  He bent forward and spread his cheeks wide allowing me to get down to the area behind his balls.  I was lapping a guy's ass!  Fuck me!  "Push your tongue into my hole," he instructed.  

I pushed and my tongue went in just a bit.  Then I withdrew, licking back up his crack.  He stood up then and moved over to sit on one end of my bed.  He patted the other end and I went over and sat down.  He brought one foot up into my lap, resting it on my cock, which forced it down.  

I looked at his foot for a moment, struggling with the feeling in my cock, and then I got it.  I lifted his foot and removed his shoe and then his sock. I was looking at the hairs on the top of his toes and rubbing my hand along it.  He lifted it to my face.  

I took his sweaty smelly toe and sucked it into my mouth.  I licked all around it, between it and the next one and then moved onto the next one.  Savoring every bit of sweat and stink.  My cock seemed to swell even more as I worked on each toe.  Cleaning out everything between each toe.  

When I finished, he lifted the other foot.  I put the one down and picked up the one with the shoe.  I unlaced it and took it off and then the sock.  This time I put the sock up to my nose and inhaled.  Wow, what a smell!  And what the hell was I doing - sniffing a man's socks and licking his toes?  Cleaning all the toe jam between his toes.  

As I lifted this foot up to my mouth, he used his other foot to play with my cock.  I again took each toe and worked them, sucked them and licked them.  While I did this he worked his toes around until he had the head of my cock between his big toe and the next one.  He worked it up and down and squeezed as I worked on his foot. My eyes were rolling up again as I was falling into a well of lust.  

When I finished sucking his toes, he told me to move around.  He put his feet together, leaving a hole where the arches met.  "Fuck my feet," I moved around and slid my cock into that opening and starting working it in and out.  It was heaven.  

"Look at this.  You are fucking my feet."  Fucking blushing!  I felt the heat rush to my face.  But I didn't want to stop.  I looked up and saw Bobby's cock in front of my face and it was swelling out.  

"Lick my cock while you fuck my feet," he instructed and I was mesmerized by it.  I reached up and took the head in my mouth.  It flared out and filled my mouth, as I licked around the head of it.  

"Now that's low, fucking my feet and sucking my cock," he said in that special tone of his.  I wanted to shrink again, but I liked the feel on my cock and the texture of his cock in my mouth.  I felt the heat again as it rush up my cheeks.  

He sat there a couple more minutes as I worked my cock in and out of his feet and moaned around his cock.  

He moved his feet away from my cock and I whimpered.  Then he pushed my head off of his cock.  "That's enough for now.  We'll save that for later."  It didn't seem to bother him that he sat there with a rigid 8 inches nearly poking me in the face.  He seemed to be able to stop the rush that pouring through my body wanting me to go on, to do anything to cum.  

I whimpered again, but he said, "Time for the shower."  He got up off of the bed and moved towards the bathroom.  I moaned again and followed him.  I toed off my shoes and pulled off socks on the way.  

"You get to wash me again."  I moved around him and got the shower going and adjusted the temperature of the water.  I stepped back and he got in and then I got in behind him.  

Suddenly I wondered, so I asked, "What time is it?"

"Time for our shower!"  He smiled that fucking smile of his!  


To be continued ...
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