Steps to Sucking Cock
by victoria_boy@hotmail.com
M/m/M+, dorms, oral, mild domination, one way sex.
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Part 20
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I drifted in and out of sleep, but kept waking up with my cock painfully hard. After an hour of trying to fight it, I decided I'd get up and go pee as soon as I could control my dick from tenting my PJs. With the morning sun pushing through the curtains, I could now see enough to look around the room. I quietly snuck out of bed and grabbed my tooth brush. As I reached the door I remembered that Cole's dried cum on my face might be visible if anyone saw me. I retreated back into the room and took a look in the mirror. I could feel the texture on my face, but it was not very noticeable to sight. I needed to pee bad enough I thought it would be worth the risk to run to the bathroom. I sighed as I made my decision, and went to grab a towel that I could wear over my head like a prize fighter would while walking to the ring. After I got the towel I turned back and went for the door. On my way across the room I looked up and saw that Cole was now awake, and had been silently watching me. When we made eye contact I froze. Cole smiled, reached out his arm, and beckoned me over with his finger. I quietly went over and stood by his bed. Without saying a word, Cole signaled that I should remove the towel from my head, and he inspected my face for his dry cum. I whispered that I needed to pee. Cole looked amused, and reached down to my cock which I had been fighting to keep from getting hard for the past 15 minutes. I helplessly stood there as Cole got me hard, and once he had accomplished his goal he released me and told me to hurry back. I tucked my hardon upwards to my waistband, and used the towel to partly cover my head and partly cover my body, including my hidden dick. I dashed out to the bathroom, and was thankful that nobody was in the hall or the bathroom when I walked in. I wet the toothbrush and paste and quickly ducked into a stall to pee while I brushed my teeth. I gave up on waiting for my dick to soften, and ended up leaning way forward so I could point it down enough to pee into the bowl. After I had succeeded I could again control the blood flow to the organ, and finished my bathroom duties. After I rinsed my mouth out I looked up in the mirror. The cum on my face was far more noticeable in the bright lights of the bathroom. I was blushing as I quickly ran back to my room. Cole passed me in the hall as he was on his way to the bathroom. He stopped me, and moved his head in a sort of reverse nod to indicate he wanted to see under the towel that was covering the dry cum on my face. I blushed, looked down, and let Cole look at his work in the brightly lit hallway. We had to be quiet once we were both back in the room. Cole again summoned me over to Brad's bed, and I stood there beside him. With only gestures and glances, Cole told me he wanted me to crawl up under the covers between his legs. He was naked under the covers, and I took my place in front of his cock which was ready for its morning worship. There were no condoms in the bed with me, and I decided this was as close to coaxing for a bareback blowjob as I was going to get. I started by licking Cole's balls while I held his enormous shaft. I stroked and licked, and slowly made my way up until I was licking the head. I could hear Cole exhale with satisfaction as my tongue spread his precum around. I opened my mouth and let Cole's cock force its way in. It was strangely relieving to not have the pretense of a condom anymore. Cole knew I was willing to suck him any way he wanted. I was looking forward to having him flood my mouth, and to feel the intimacy of swallowing his load. Cole's hands moved to hold my head, and were moving me up and down his shaft at a very slow pace. I instinctively brought a hand to Cole's balls. Perhaps it was because I was so horny from being on cum denial, but I was very much enjoying my place between Cole's legs and was very happy that I could make him feel this good. I felt Cole adjust slightly, and his right foot came to rest at my left hip. As I continued to suck his cock, Cole started forcing his foot under my hip, and he pressured me up slightly so that I would give him access to my hard dick. I honestly would have preferred if I'd been able to keep still and not be sexually teased as I sucked him, but Cole was insistent and eventually got what he wanted. It did not take more than a few seconds of Cole's manipulations of my dick before I knew why he felt it necessary to torment me. I could feel myself moan, and I could feel how much more intensely I sucked while I was being touched. I was being "trained" to suck better cock with teasing sexual pleasure as my reward for good work. It was very frustrating knowing this teasing would not lead to my own orgasm. The pace Cole set was slow. With Brad and Sam passed out we had nothing else to do but sit there and extend Cole's sexual pleasure. The touch my own cock was receiving drove me to provide the most pleasure my mouth could deliver, but it was never enough to get my cum reward. I had no reference for time. I know my jaw hurt from being stretched so much for so long, and realizing that Cole was not ready to finish yet, I pulled off his cock for a break. Cole did not object as I almost snuggled up to his cock, kissing it as I stroked it with one hand. I guessed I was able to rest for a minute or so before Cole's foot pushed against my cock again and I resumed my sucking. A half hour of sucking must have passed, but that is only a guess. While I was wondering about how much time had passed, I started wondering about how much time I'd spent in this one semester with cock in my mouth. I'd sucked Brad an average of 2 times a day, plus Sam's visits, plus this marathon sucking weekend. I was asking myself how long the average blowjob lasted, but every time I thought I was getting somewhere with the math Cole's foot would move or his dick would throb and I lost all concentration. Cole started letting me speed up my sucking, and was encouraging me with his manipulations of my own dick. I was going wild. It occurred to me that we were both going wild, and in a few minutes only one of us would be able to walk away satisfied. My own horniness would be just left to build and build as the day was just starting. I felt Cole reach down and feel his dried cum on my face, and he was both proud of and turned on by his work. I sucked harder as I felt his extra arousal, and I was ready to have this load in my mouth. We were getting close to the end. Cole's hand was on my face, and his foot at my cock as I sucked him to orgasm. At the moment Cole's ejaculation was about to start, I was absolutely shocked when he started pulling me off his dick. I resisted (and I mean genuinely resisted), trying to stay for the load I had worked so hard to finally taste. Cole was either completely unaware of how willing I was to take his load in my mouth, or he really liked giving facials. I got blasted in the face with more cum, this time on the left side of my face as Cole pushed me over to his now collapsed leg as he unloaded. I was almost heartbroken. I had been so convinced that I was going to feel that cock in my mouth go through an orgasm and pulse while inside my body that I could have tasted it. As the last drops of cum were dripping on my face, Cole again used his dick to spread his load around, and I quietly accepted my fate. A few minutes later, Cole was done with me and I went to get out of the bed. Brad and Sam were still asleep. Cole said he wanted a nap, and that I could do the same. As I was returning to my bed I grabbed a towel to clean up, but Cole stopped me.A sleepless hour later, Brad started to make noise. Small stirring noises quickly turned into the sound of him waking up with a start, and I could tell Brad was taking in his surrounding, realizing he was in his room but not in his own bed. Once things were all figured out, Brad quietly got up as to not disturb anyone and dashed off to the bathroom.
When Brad returned, I watched as he sniffed, then looked around the room, and then went over to open the window at the foot of my bed. I guess four drunk guys in one room made the room stale. As Brad was by my bed he looked up at me and noticed I was awake. He wandered closer by and had a confused look on his face. He pointed to his own face as if to ask what was on mine, and I could have died with embarrassment.
"It was Cole," I whispered to Brad. "He told me not to clean it up."
"I thought it smelled like cum in here," Brad said. I assumed he had a big smile, but I couldn't bring my eyes up to look at him directly. "How long ago did this happen?"
"The last one was about an hour ago," I whispered as quietly as possible.
"The last one...?" Brad was intrigued.
"I've got one from last night too," I said, even more defeated. Brad was silent, and I finally looked up to see how happy he was.
Brad was smiling as he looked over his shoulder to scan the room, then pulled out his hard dick and brought it to my face. I naturally opened up my mouth and sucked him. I could immediately tell Brad was in the mood to cum. This suck was not going to be long and drawn out. Brad was horny and wanted to shoot a load.
Part way through taking Brad's face fuck it occurred to me that we had not done the pretend cutting of the condom. I assumed Brad's shoulder check had been to see if Cole was awake and watching. I almost hoped Cole had noticed so that he would get brave and know I was ready for anything he wanted.
Brad grunted, and I knew he was about to cum. I heard Sam move in the background and assumed he would become aware of what was happening in just a few seconds. Brad started to enter his orgasm and I felt the cock get harder, contract, and then thrash as Brad's orgasm started. I wanted to feel that same feeling with Cole's cock in my mouth.
The first shots from Brad were in my mouth, but I was not surprised when Brad pulled out and added to the mess on my face. A good portion of Brad's cum had ended up in my mouth, but with Cole's load already making my face shiny, the extra cum just made things messier.
Once Brad was done, he walked over to grab his towel and it looked like he was going to have a shower. Sam said "good morning" in a weary hangover voice. Brad replied, but there was not a lot of morning conversation going on. Sam got up and went to the bathroom.
While Sam was away, Brad came over beside my bed again and looked down at my cum covered face. "It looks good."
Just as Brad was ready to walk out the door he looked back and told Sam "He's got three loads drying on his face right now: two from Cole, and one that I just added. Want to make it four?"
Sam looked over at me in disbelief as Brad walked out the door. Moments later I had Sam getting a condom and scissors, then standing in front of me ready to be serviced. We pretended with the condom but the rubber never made it on his dick as he pushed into my mouth. Absent minded, I allowed my right hand to go down and hold my throbbing dick which was so anxious for relief. My own touch caused the same mouth reaction that Cole's touch had, and Sam gasped and pushed in deep when my mouth contracted and I started sucking harder.
"Fuck dude. Yeah, keep sucking like that." Sam was panting, and his dick was very hard. "You ready for another load?"
My dick's throbs were so painful. Each pulse of my cock caused my whole body to tense up, and my eyes to roll in the back of my head. I was very jealous of the satisfaction the cock in my mouth was about to have.
"Dude," Sam interrupted my thoughts to repeat himself, "are you ready for another load??" Sam actually was holding back on cumming until I confirmed I was ready for him to shoot.
In the same instant I was mad at Sam, I was desperately moaning that I was ready and was working his cock with full enthusiasm. In my mind I was conflicted about what was happening, but to the guy getting sucked and anyone watching I must have appeared very eager.
Sam's body started to shudder, and he was grunting as he fucked my mouth right until the last second. I was right on the edge along with Sam, and it was driving me wild knowing the pleasure he was going through.
I felt Sam's cock start to pulse as it was withdrawn from my mouth. Sam pulled back and added his cum to my already sticky face, but my mouth stayed open with the subconscious tell that I would prefer the boys be releasing in my mouth. I noticed I could not feel the splashes as much with the layers of cum I was already wearing, but I could definitely still feel something hitting my face. I was not moving my own hand on my dick, but I felt it pulse dangerously close to orgasm, and my body convulsed in the closest I could be to ecstasy without an actual release.
"Look at him shake," I was surprised to hear Brad say. I had not even heard Brad return to the room.
"You can sure feel the difference in his sucking the hornier he gets," Sam observed. I sure noticed how hyper aware I was of every part of the cocks in my mouth, and Sam had noticed this translated into a better blow job.
As Sam and Brad kept talking about how good I was at sucking their dicks, my mind kind of drifted. I felt the cracking of the dried cum as I raised my eyebrows, and then I started moving the rest of my face to feel the same cracking sensation. In areas where Sam had just added his cum, the skin under the broken dried cum felt wet as the fresh fluid filled in the cracks. With my eyes closed I gave one big sigh as I tried to stop my cock from throbbing for a release.
Before breakfast the guys had been talking and decided they would let me clean up, but this point had been debated back and forth. Sam wanted to keep covering my face with more and more cum all day long, Cole thought this would be mean, and Brad was somewhere in the middle. I decided to give my face a good wipe before going down the hall to the shower and I got up to get a towel for the job. I passed a mirror and could not resist looking at my reflection. Cole's overnight load had not been noticeable until I looked up close under bright lights. The quantity of cum on my face now was clearly visible in dim light from quite a ways away. I looked up close, and it was a disaster. In all the porn I had watched in all my life, I had never seen any of the "actresses" this covered in cum. When I was done my self-inspection, I went to start cleaning with the towel, and Sam stopped me. He was still disappointed he had lost the argument to keep adding layers of cum to my face, and wanted to at least shoot one more before we went for breakfast. Brad thought that sounded reasonable so he handed me a condom to cut, and I got to work. It had been less than an hour since Sam's last orgasm so it took quite a bit of sucking to bring him to the edge. By the time he was ready, I could see Brad jerking off beside us and guessed he was next. Brad interrupted my sucking by handing me another condom to cut and I felt Sam pulse in my mouth while I fumbled with the scissors. I quickly cut the rubber, fitted it on Brad's dick, and then had him remove it almost right away as he pulled my head off Sam's cock and inserted his own. I bounced back and forth off the bare dicks. The boys were standing in awkward positions as they tried to block Cole's view. Fortunately they were both close and I only had to suck like this a few minutes. Brad was the first one to start cumming. I tilted my head back, closed my eyes and opened my mouth as he fired on my face. Brad was dripping cum onto my body and shoulder as Sam pulled me back his way and pressed his dick against my cum covered tongue. He jerked himself the last little bit before adding load number six to my face. Once I had closed my mouth, Brad and Sam went to get dressed. After they had left, I still was on my knees and was now facing over to Cole who looked like he had been quietly laying down watching from behind. I looked up at him, hopeful he would invite me over. I think he could see the desire in my eyes. He gave me a nod, and I went over to beside the bed. With the other boys still in the room I went through the condom cutting ritual, but this time I cut it intentionally short as I had every intention of removing the rubber with my tongue. When I put the tip on the end of Cole's big dick it barely even stayed in place, and this was before I even started sucking. I did a quick check behind me to find Brad ignoring what was going on, and Sam only peeking from a distance. I figured they would not see how small the condom was, so I turned back and went down on Cole. I sucked him for about ten seconds before the rubber came off. Brad and Sam were soon done getting ready and started paying more attention to the blowjob I was giving Cole. Knowing how Cole felt about people trying to get a look at his dick I had a whole new perspective on their voyeurism. I did my best to provide Cole with the best suck possible to keep his focus away from our observers. Brad and Sam were not cooperating, and wanted to talk. "Ready to add load number seven?" Sam asked. "What?" Cole asked. "This will be the seventh load of cum on his face," Brad jumped in to clarify. "Oh, yeah," Cole did not appear to be interested in the facials anymore now that Brad and Sam were interested. "I dunno... I think he really wants me to cum with my dick in his mouth," Cole said as he held my head still. I looked up at him and straight into his eyes. "Don't you?" Cole was absolutely right. I did want him to cum in my mouth. I wanted to tell him this is what I wanted—that this is why I had removed the condom—but I was so embarrassed. I just closed my eyes and kept sucking. Cole knew. "Dude, that's such a waste," Sam said. "Why would you waste your load in that rubber when you could add to this wonderful artwork we have created?" Brad and Sam were oblivious to the fact that the condom I had put on Cole's dick had come off and was now resting loose in my mouth as I sucked his bare cock. "Yeah man, shoot on his face," Brad chimed in. "You can enjoy his mouth later. Don't waste this one." "Fuck. Yeah, you guys are right. I can't miss a chance like this," Cole reluctantly said, agreeing with Brad and Sam. Cole's shortness of breath told me he was close and I sucked like crazy to get him to the edge. I hoped Cole would change his mind and even start his orgasm in my mouth, but as I felt him get to the edge Cole threw the towel over his exposed shaft and pulled his dick out of my mouth. Brad and Sam had no idea they had just fallen for their own trick. As Cole unloaded on my face both Brad and Sam almost cheered with excitement, but I shriveled up in disappointment. I really had wanted that load. Brad and Sam got distracted after Cole had finished shooting and went about their business. Cole put his finger on my wet chin and raised my head so I was looking up at him. "Sorry dude," Cole said with a face that appeared to be genuinely apologetic. "I know where you really wanted that." Cole used his wet finger to scoop up some of his fresh cum, and slowly brought it to my lips. I looked up at him confused, but Cole looked back reassuringly, and then nodded. 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