Dom paused, still looking into his locker, “He’s wrong about that too.”
“Yeah, that’s easy for you to say.”
Dom looked towards Billy to see him looking over his limp dong. Even limp, Dom’s brown dick had considerable size. Billy returned his gaze to inside his locker, as he braced his hands against it, feeling defeated.
Dom walked over to behind Billy, so his manhood pressed against Billy’s ass cheek. Billy went to stand up straight, as Dom’s hands grabbed his chest, holding him in place. Then, Dom slid his right hand downward, gently playing with Billy’s penis.
Billy looked around nervously.
“There’s no one else here,” Dom said, into Billy’s ear, “trust me.”
Billy’s penis slowly began growing in Dom’s hand. Dom rubbed his other hand against Billy’s chest, playing with his nibbles. Next, Dom pressed his body against Billy’s forcing Billy to brace himself against the lockers. Dom’s penis fell in between Billy’s tight cheeks.
Dom’s closeness resulted in Billy’s dick hardening. Dom stood back, and turned Billy around, and then looked down. While Billy’s cock may not have been a third leg, Dom pegged it at a solid six inches.
“Any girl would be happy to get fucked by that,” Dom said, stepping close enough to Billy that his own hardening sausage poked him in the hip.
“Yeah,” Billy said, looking into Dom’s eyes, “How would they feel about sucking it?”
Dom kneeled down, letting Billy’s cock brush against his face before he wrapped his lips around it.
“Ohhhh,” Billy moaned, as Dom rode his lips down most of his shaft. Dom played with Billy’s balls as he gulped down his cock.
Billy looked down in ecstasy, as he watched his dick disappear into Dom’s mouth. Further down, he could see Dom’s mostly hard sausage wanting attention. “I can get you hard.”
Dom pulled his mouth off of Billy, and laid down on the floor. “Give me your dick, and mines all yours.”
Billy got on all fours, in a sixty-nine position over Dom. Billy’s cock quickly disappeared back into Dom’s mouth. As Billy’s hand and mouth found themselves next to Dom’s thick missile. Billy wasn’t completely sure what to do; he had never seen a dick that big in person before. He slowly bent his head down and took the tip of Dom’s cock into his mouth. Billy awkwardly sucked on the head of his dick.
Meanwhile, Dom used his strength to pull Billy’s pelvis closer to him, pushing Billy’s cock down his throat.
“Ohhh, fuck,” Billy moaned. Dom’s new technique sent Billy’s squirming, precum oozing into Dom’s warm mouth. Billy yanked on Dom’s cock as he continued to moan in approval.
“I think,” Billy stuttered, as his balls smacked against Dom’s face, “shit…I’m going to shoot!”
Dom released Billy’s cock from his mouth and quickly wrapped his hand around it, jerking it off.
“Jerk it, jerk it!” Billy practically yelled, “OHHHH!”
Billy’s load shot out streaking all the way down to Dom’s stomach. Dom watched, impressed, as Billy covered him in streaks and puddles of cum.
“Shit,” Dom said, as Billy’s emptied his reserves. “You need to find a girl to help you unload this more often.”
“Yeah,” Billy agreed, “I just hope she gives head as good as you.”
“Thanks,” Dom said, getting up, “I definitely need another shower.”
“But,” Billy said, “I didn’t get you off.” Dom’s dick still didn’t seem completely hard.
Dom was moving quickly towards the shower. Billy had to smile, as cum started running down Dom’s chest and abs. “It’s okay,” Dom said, leaving the room, “I’m saving up for someone.”
***
Jarrett got up from his desk at the sound of knocking, and opened his dorm’s door.
“Hi,” Justin greeted from the hall.
Jarrett was a little surprised to see him. They had lab together yesterday, but he hadn’t seen him outside of class since the blowjob encounter. Jarrett greeted him and locked the door after he entered.
“I was hoping,” Justin said, turning to face Jarrett, “I could borrow your study guide.”
Jarrett looked over Justin’s baggy blue jeans and black t-shirt. The study guide he wanted was for one of three tests they were going to have in the class…he wasn’t going to let it go easily.
“Sorry,” Jarrett replied, “I spent a lot of time on that.”
Justin stepped up closer to Jarrett, and let his hand drop done to Jarrett’s crotch. Slowly he started grabbing at it. “Come on,” Justin coaxed, “I’ll do anything.”
A thought popped into Jarrett’s head; a perfectly nasty one.
“Then strip,” Jarrett began.
Justin was surprised by the request, but he quickly complied, tossing his t-shirt to the side, and kicking off his shoes and socks. Then Justin unbuckled his belt and let his blue jeans fall to the floor. He was wearing a pair of solid blue boxers underneath. Justin’s body was thin and twink-like; Jarrett took his time looking over it, as he pulled off his own clothes.
Justin watched Jarrett strip down to his boxers, unsure of what Jarrett had in mind. “Now what?” he asked.
“No questions,” Jarrett stated, falling back into his assertive mindset, “Take off the boxers and lay down on the bed.”
Justin followed orders and laid down, his head against Jarrett’s pillow, as his dick flopped in between his legs. Jarrett pulled off his boxers and climbed onto the bed, with his head soon in between Justin’s legs.
Jarrett began running his tongue over Justin’s penis, and he massaged Justin’s nuts with his hand. Justin, being pleasantly surprised, leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Jarrett’s skill level showed, as Justin’s dick stiffened. Jarrett gulped it down inch by inch as Justin softly moaned. Justin had a nice-sized dick. It was actually similar to Jarrett’s but maybe a little thinner.
Once Justin was hard, Jarrett continued with his plan and moved his mouth down to Justin’s sack. Jarrett sucked his balls into his mouth and explored with his tongue.
“Fuck,” Justin moaned, louder this time, “Yeah, suck them.”
Jarrett tugged on Justin’s dick as he tossed around his balls.
Then, Jarrett continued moving south.
“Hey,” Justin said, as his head shot up. He was startled to feel Jarrett’s tongue against his hole.
Jarrett looked up at him for just a moment, “Lay back.”
Justin complied and put his head back against the pillow, but now with his eyes wide open. Jarrett went for it and flicked his tongue, evading Justin’s anus. Justin moaned sporadically, as Jarrett explored deeper. Then, Jarrett released Justin’s dick and moved his hand downward. Gradually, he pushed a finger into Justin’s ass.
“Ahh,” Justin gasped. “Slower!”
Jarrett pushed his finger all the way into Justin’s ass, and then he quickly pulled it out. Again, Jarrett pushed his tongue into Justin, moistening his hole with his saliva. Then, Jarrett pressed two fingers against his anus.
“Fuck no,” Justin said, feeling them against him.
“Two fingers is not that bad,” Jarrett assured, as he massaged Justin’s hole. “Be a man about it.”
Justin looked down at Jarrett, “Do it.”
Jarrett pushed his fingers in, pressing his left hand against Justin’s stomach as he squirmed.
“Oh,” Justin moaned, “shit!” After a few second, Jarrett pulled his fingers out. Jarrett bent his head down and swallowed Justin’s still hard dick, before moving up his body. He gently kissed Justin’s stomach, and then chest. As he moved towards Justin’s neck, Justin felt Jarrett’s hard-on poke his ass check. “Be careful with that,” he said nervously.