I'd love to say that sharing a bed with a naked Hunter became a nightly occurrence but unfortunately, the following morning, he laughed himself hoarse and apologised for crushing me in his sleep. I needed no apology. Feeling his morning wood push against my ass was the only reward that I could have ever wished for. Yet, something had changed between us. Before that night, as open as the young man was, he wasn't exactly the 'touchy feely' type. Afterwards, however, not a single day went by without feeling his strong arms wrap around me, or his signature *spank* that he became known for around campus. "Hey Corey!" He called, running up behind me and slapping my ass so hard that I yelped. "You're coming out tonight and I'm not taking no for an answer". He pulled me under his arm as we walked. "I really cant, Hunter" I grimaced, but he shook his head. "One hour" he said, "that's all, and then you can go back to reading or jerking off or whatever it is you do when I'm not there
You'd think that sucking a dick in front of my roommate would have made our relationship even stronger, but as soon as I had a chance to jerk off later that evening, the post nut clarity hit hard. I was disgusted with myself. How had I done something so private and personal with a guy I'd never even spoken to before? How had I done it whilst Hunter watched on!? I felt sick to my stomach, and pretended to be asleep when he returned later that night. As hot as it had been, I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd let myself down. I was ashamed of myself, and decided that my plan to allow Hunter to somehow *pimp* me out was a mistake that I'd made due to horniness and nothing more. The next morning I had every intention of calling it off, until I woke to find him laying in bed pumping his large cock. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Sure, Hunter had made it clear that he wasn't even slightly modest, but I'd never seen him doing something like *this* before. I stared at him for a
It soon transpired that Chad was quite popular. It *also* transpired that Hunter hadn't been kidding when he said he'd keep me busy, and less than an hour after Chad had fed me two loads, Hunter stuffed his phone into his pocket and grinned from ear to ear. "What are you so happy about?" I asked, still tasting the sperm in my mouth. "Thirty bucks" he replied, "some rocker kid wants to jerk off on your face". I snorted. Surely he wasn't serious? "He wants to do *what* on my face?" "Jerk off" he shrugged, "I tried to push him for a blowjob, but he's happy to sort himself out. I guess he just wants to nut on your face". I couldn't believe my ears. I was still incredibly horny after the double blowjob, and admittedly, the idea of getting a facial wasn't the worst thing I'd ever imagined, but who on earth would *pay* to do something like that? I scoffed, but Hunter wasn't joking. "I don't even *know* this guy" I whispered as we crept by the dorm rooms. "Dude, you're not gonna know
I paced the corridor partly to help get rid of my unwavering erection, and party to ease the nerves of meeting yet *another* college student. I could see that Hunter was becoming increasingly frustrated as he tapped away on his phone before eventually he sighed. "You'd swear this guy was fucking married" he said, glaring at his phone. "What's up?" He handed me the phone and I scanned through the messages. ***Throwaway: I'll only do this if you guarantee that nobody will ever know.*** ***Hunter: Yes. Guaranteed.*** ***Throwaway: Are you sure? I can't risk people finding out.*** ***Hunter: I'm sure.*** ***Throwaway: How sure? What about Corey, will he keep this to himself?*** ***Hunter: 100% sure. Just give me a room number.*** ***Throwaway: I don't know, man. It's super risky for me.*** ***Hunter: No sweat, HMU if you change your mind.*** ***Throwaway: No, wait! I wanna do it, but are you sure nobody will find out?*** "Damn" I laughed, "do you know who it is?"
“Take off your clothes, will you?" Brandon asked, when we arrived the following evening. He was already shirtless, and the floppy bulge in his shorts told me that he wasn't wearing underwear, either. I undressed, which was strange considering that the previous night he wanted me to be as feminine as possible. Now I stood in his dorm room with my hard cock on show. He glimpsed at it as though the sight made him question his entire life, and led me toward his bed. "Do you know Reece Burnley?" He asked, slipping his shorts down to reveal his beautiful cock. I shook my head. "Good" he nodded, and guided me to my knees as he sat down on the mattress and fed me his cock. There was something incredibly arousing about being treated like a Fleshlight. There I was with my mouth wrapped around Brandon Hawthorne's fat cock, and he began scrolling through his phone like Hunter. A few moments later, he put it to his ear. "Yeah, he's here now, come on over". Just like yesterday, Brand
Between sucking random college students off and studying for the mountain load of exams that were barrelling toward me, I had very little time to do anything else. After almost two weeks, I had the sudden realisation that my own balls hadn't been emptied since this whole thing began. Hunter stood at the end of my bed naked. He'd become so comfortable with me, that there was absolutely nothing off limits anymore. Naturally, I wasn't one bit upset about that, but as I lay there and he sprayed deodorant under his muscular arms, whilst his cock hung out like a trunk, I found myself ferociously aroused. "I think I need to jerk off" I finally admitted, because it was the first day since it started that I didn't have any clients. "Knock yourself out" Hunter grinned, but rather than stay and help me, which I knew he'd never do, anyway, the handsome heartthrob got dressed and bid me farewell as he headed for practice. Wasting no time, I found a pair of his recently used boxer briefs an
“What's up with you?" Hunter's entire body was soaked in sweat. The grey beater was stuck to his muscular frame and drenched in the heavenly scented fluid, and even his shorts looked damp. It did absolutely nothing for my pin hard erection. "Nothing" I lied, because the truth was, I'd never been as horny in my entire life, and every second that went by was making me even hornier. "Are you sure?" He asked, peeling the wet shirt over his head and balling it up between his strong hands. I could see by the swelling of his muscles that he'd worked hard today. "I'm sure" I smiled, and he nodded. "Good, because you've got a date". "A date?" "Well, a date with some dick" he chuckled, and stripped his shorts off, standing now, in only a pair of white briefs. His long rod bent down between his legs and my one throbbed harder. "With who?". "Leon Michaels" he grinned, and my eyes widened. "No way". "Yes way, and he wants a full service". A full service was Hunter's way of
Hunter watched me for a moment. His perfect eyes narrowed slightly, and my heart pounded frantically. Had I *really* just admitted my feelings to him? My body felt numb as I stood there, still holding his muscular arm. What if I'd ruined everything? I felt stupid, until he smiled at me. "Maybe we should get to work on that app, huh?" He said, and messed up my hair. I watched as he walked across the bedroom and peeled his t-shirt off. What the actual fuck had just happened? I'd finally blurted out my secret attraction toward him, and he was acting like I'd just asked him what fucking time it was?! I shook my head as he undressed, but how could I say another word? "What do you wanna call it?" He asked, crawling onto his bed in just his boxer briefs, and giving me yet *another* perfect view of his perfect *fucking* ass. "No idea" I mumbled, and excused myself into the bathroom. I'd made a fool of myself. I stared at the reflection in the mirror and wanted to punch it. Why had I