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Jay got a new roommate at the start of winter semester. His last
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roommate graduated at the end of fall term, and Housing Services
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assigned him a new one.
; ; Jay used to be a real party animal. I mean, around the dorm he was, ; like, notorious. Every night he'd be getting drunk, scamming chicks, ; and generally raising hell. Now, he almost never went out. He went to ; class, and sometimes I'd see him in the communal bathroom down the ; hall, but that was about it. Sure, sometimes we'd go by his room to ; see if he wanted to go out drinking with us or maybe catch a band ; playing at one of the frat parties. He'd open the door--he was almost ; always around--he'd open the door, looking a little groggy like he'd ; just been woke up out of a nap, but he'd say he was studying or ; something, and he never wanted to go out. Most of the time his ; roommate would be there too, curled up with a textbook, looking at us ; with this sly little smile like he knew some kind of secret.
; ; I didn't know his roommate that well. Never could remember his ; name. He was pretty standoff-ish and kept to himself. He was always ; staring with these really weird eyes. Funny-looking. There was nothing ; wrong with them--I mean, he was a good-looking guy--but they had this ; ... this look to them. Kind of playful, like he knew a secret about ; you, and magnetic too, like you wanted to look into them to see if you ; could discover the secret in them, but also kind of scary-intense at ; the same time. Unnerving, like he could see right through you.
; ; Nobody seemed to know much about Jay's roommate. Some of the guys had ; introduced themselves but it never seemed to go any further with him ; than, "Hi, how are you."
; ; Then John and Martin--they lived across the hall from Jay and his ; roommate--started hanging out with them. I'd see Jay's roommate going ; into their room sometimes right after lights out--hey, nobody here on ; our floor shuts down just because it's lights-out time, so I was still ; here and there in the hallways when I'd see Jay's roommate going in ; John and Martin's room. I wouldn't have thought anything about it, ; except John and Martin kind of disappeared off the radar too and ; stopped hanging out with us. They stopped going out. Seemed like all ; they wanted to do was hang out in their dorm rooms with Jay and his ; roommate.
; ; My roommate Rod and I, we were like, Well, that's their choice. We ; didn't push them to keep coming out with us.
; ; Let me tell you about myself. My name is Victor. I'm a college ; student, and I like to party--a lot. I'm part black and part Latino; ; that gives me light caramel-brown skin and dark hair which I wear cut ; short. I have really dark, penetrating, almond-shaped eyes. I'm a ; good-looking guy, muscular too from years of playing sports and ; working out in the gym. The ladies always loved my handsome face, my ; strong arms, the dusting of hair across my solid pecs, my tight ; six-pack abs, and especially my eight-inch uncut dick.
; ; I'd been out to a party with some friends. I wasn't shitfaced drunk or ; anything, but I sure did have a buzz going--a nice, happy buzz. It was ; around two in the morning. By then almost everyone was in for the ; night and sound asleep. There were only a few voices, from further ; down the hall, of guys still awake and moving around.
; ; My roommate Rod, he hadn't wanted to go to the party with me, which I ; thought was kind of weird. He'd been acting kind of strange the last ; couple of days himself, not going out as much and sleeping later than ; usual in the mornings.
; ; I unlocked the door to our dorm room quietly. Dark inside. Probably ; Rod was already asleep? The slice of light from the hallway fell ; across his bare, white-boy legs, stretched out on his bed, on top of ; the covers. He made a low moan.
; ; "It's just me," I whispered as I shut the door quietly, cutting off ; the light from outside. "Sorry to wake you."
; ; And he made this weird groaning sound, softly, kind of like, ; "Ooowh-waaah."
; ; That sounded really strange, like he was sick or something, so I said, ; "You sick or something? Watch your eyes--I'm turning on the light."
; ; And I reached out and flipped on the switch.
; ; And the moment the light came on, dazzling my eyes for less than a ; second, I saw ...
; ; Rod stretched out on his bed.
; ; On his back.
; ; Naked.
; ; Long, hard cock.
; ; Eyes nearly closed, rolled back so that just the whites showed through ; the slits between his eyelids.
; ; And Jay's roommate, also naked, curled up around Rod's head and ; shoulders.
; ; Smiling at me.
; ; Staring right at me with those eyes.
; ; Those eyes. So intense I couldn't look away.
; ; And this voice, this thought, whispered quiet in my head, and I ; thought, That was kind of strange, but I just stood there, quietly, ; watching them, looking Jay's roommate right in the eye as he looked ; back, smiling slightly as if he knew a secret.
; ; And Rod groaned again, and from the corner of my eye I saw his cock ; jumping and cum appearing on his stomach and chest.
; ; Jay's roommate stirred for the first time, uncoiling himself, ; separating from Rod. Rod's eyes were closed now, as if he'd dropped ; completely into sleep. Jay's roommate, though, was very much awake, ; moving slowly, like a snake sated by a full meal. Standing. Turning ; toward me. Smiling. Looking me right in the eye. Looking and not ; looking away.
; ; And he went to my bed and sat down in the middle of it, and the voice ; whispered in my head again: strip So hard to concentrate on ; anything. My body was moving. Shirt coming off. Shoes. Socks. Then my ; jeans dropping and my legs sliding out of them, and my lucky ; boxer-briefs sliding down, and my feet pulling free of ; them. Naked. Gloriously naked, and hard, my cock so hard and eager--it ; had been hard since the moment Jay's roommate and I first locked our ; eyes together.
; ; come
; ; This whisper itching in the back of my head felt as natural as my own ; thoughts. My body walked forward, toward my bed and Jay's roommate ; stretched out on it.
; ; He opened his arms to me, and I climbed onto the mattress, stretching ; out, letting him enfold me in his hug. I'd never done anything with a ; guy--I'd never touched a naked guy before except for those accidental ; ways in the gym or in the showers--nothing sexual. This felt ; sexual. Very sexual. Very ... nice too. Like I belonged there.
; ; The minute his skin touched mine ... There was this buzzing all ; through my body. Not the alcohol buzz--that had disappeared--but an ; electric tingling like energy running through me. I was lying on my ; back. He had fit his naked body up alongside mine, turned toward me, ; one leg thrown over mine and one arm across my chest, his other arm up ; and curled around my head.
; ; I felt ... happy. No, not just happy. Euphoric, if that word means ; anything. I felt his presence in the back of my head, familiar, like a ; kind of comfortable companionship that meant I'd never be alone ; again. I felt like I belonged there, with him curled up next to ; me. Everywhere our bodies touched, everywhere my skin contacted his, ; the tingling was a dozen times more intense. It was like his touch was ; doing something to me, even stronger than his eyes. It felt so fucking ; good. So intense. Better than anything I'd ever felt ; before. Tingling. Like my skin was singing to his and vice versa, ; singing, as he pulled something out of me, some kind of life-energy ; from me. I didn't care. I was just lost in what I was feeling and ; loving the intensity, so overwhelming, and I heard myself groan from ; someplace far away, getting farther, fading, slipping, letting go, ; letting him take what he wanted. He was taking it, taking it in, ; feeding on it, feeding on me, taking it from me, and I didn't want it ; to ever stop, and then I was cumming, like my cock was blooming and ; all this pleasure surging through me must be all at once what flowers ; feel slowly as they open. I was cumming and my whole body was burning ; with joy and ecstasy, cum squirting out of me, so intensely it ; threatened to make me black out, blackness swirling at the edge of my ; senses, numbness sliding over my limbs now, so heavy, exhaustion ; overwhelming me, as my eyes closed the rest of the way into a seamless ; slumber.
; ; I awoke. Sunshine through the windows. Jay's roommate was nowhere to ; be seen. I hadn't dreamed it--I was sprawled out naked, on top of the ; covers, with dried cum on my stomach and my discarded clothes strewn ; in a line from where I'd been standing the night before.
; ; I stretched. My body felt terrific. My head too--no hangover. My ; thoughts felt crisp and clear. I wasn't upset or anything. No doubt or ; uncertainty, as if what Jay's roommate had done has cleared away some ; fog from my senses. My morning hard-on rolled across my stomach and ; hip as I sat up. I gave it a little squeeze but I didn't want to jack ; off--I wanted to save it for later.
; ; Rod with his morning wood was waking up at the same time, stirring, ; sitting up and yawning, stretching, scratching absent-mindedly at the ; dried cum on his stomach as he looked around. Our eyes met, and we ; grinned at each other, and I felt some kind of connection to him--just ; a kind of vague sense of connectedness. We both climbed out of bed. I ; smiled back and punched his arm playfully, as we started getting ready ; to hit the showers and start the day.
; ; Classes, the gym--oh, yeah, and a couple of meals at the ; cafeteria--that was pretty much my day. After dinner, normally I'd be ; getting ready to go out, maybe having a few preliminary drinks to get ; myself primed for partying. That night, though, come eight o'clock, I ; was still sitting around the dorm room with Rod. I just didn't feel ; much like going out and partying; I just felt like having a quiet ; night, sitting around in just my gray boxer-briefs, reading a ; magazine. Rod must have been thinking the same thing because, except ; for baby-blue boxer shorts instead, he was sprawled on his bed doing ; the same thing.
; ; And then we felt it start. That tingling sensation. Faint at ; first. Definitely there, though. Definitely there. This relaxed, happy ; feeling coming over me. Rod too--he felt it too. I could tell. We were ; connected, and more than us. We were connected the ; others. Jay. Martin. John. The rest. It was Jay's roommate--he was the ; hub, and we were all connected through him. He was doing that thing ; again. Taking that something. Giving that pleasure. Feeding. I didn't ; know who he was doing it to right then--probably Jay since they roomed ; together--but we definitely knew he was doing it.
; ; My cock was stretching hard against the stretchy front of my ; boxer-briefs. I felt so ... peaceful and happy. Waiting. Ready. Eager.
; ; I felt the guy cum. Whoever it was. I felt his final orgasm ripple ; through the connection. Just a hint of what he was feeling, but enough ; to make me gasp. Oh, man!--this felt so fucking great! I just lay back ; on my bed to enjoy it.
; ; After a minute or two, we felt it start again. Jay's roommate had ; moved on to the next man. A little stronger this time. Moving our way, ; feeding his way down the hall, toward us.
; ; Neither Rod nor I spoke. We were sharing something too sweet for ; words. Every now and then, we'd look over at each other and just grin.
; ; Closer now. Stronger. Lulling us into a happy, relaxed haze. So ; lethargic we could barely move.
; ; "Oh, man," I managed to groan softly at one point through cloud of ; what I was feeling, rolling my head to look over at Rod. "How many ; times ..."
; ; He seemed to know what I meant--yeah, we were connected deeply--and ; mumbled, "A coupla- ... First time ... in the showers, two day ago," ; before we sensed this guy, the third maybe, cumming too, making us ; gasp blissfully.
; ; Another short break, letting us ride down off that plateau easily.
; ; He didn't knock. He just opened the door and walked right in. Jay's ; roommate. Smiling that sly smile. His eyes met mine as soon as the ; door opened, and the voice whispered strip in the back of my head. I ; somehow managed to shuck off my boxer-briefs, happily.
; ; I looked over. Rod was stretched out naked on his bed. Jay's roommate ; was winding himself around Rod's body. I felt the fire sparkle through ; me--strong, point-blank--as the feeding began. Rod settled contentedly ; into his grip, letting go, letting him take what he wanted. I felt ; Rod's consciousness ebbing as some part of his life force flowed into ; the guy.
; ; One minute. Two. Time stretching out deliciously, slowing, crawling, ; and then Rod's orgasm crackling finally, making his body twitch as his ; cum spurted across his skin. His body settling with a final sigh into ; a deep state more inescapable than sleep.
; ; Jay's roommate disentangling himself. Standing beside my bed. Looking ; down at me, a warm, comforting presence in the back of my head. Not ; talking. Just smiling. Me smiling back, anticipating.
; ; And then he was climbing onto the bed with me, and that first touch of ; skin on skin made my cock jump, and I wanted to kiss him so badly--I'd ; never kissed a guy before in my life, but I wanted to kiss him and ; tell him that I loved this feeling--but everything was going limp as ; the sensation sang through my skin, like the sound of fire spreading ; across the surface of gasoline. The feeling better than anything I can ; imagine other than that final orgasm, pulling me down, body so relaxed ; and limp, thoughts so slow, slowing further, everything gradually ; fading except the burn of the pleasure. All that mattered was lying ; there, touching him, letting him take what he wanted and give me this ; feeling in return. And then the feeling was building, building, ; burning away the last vestiges of my thoughts, and I was shooting, ; cumming, orgasm breaking over me like a tsunami, breaking me up and ; submerging me into the black depths of slumber.
; ; Days went by. This became our routine. Every now and then, Jay's ; roommate would add another guy to his ... well, "stable" probably ; isn't the right word, but it's the word that comes to mind. I'd pass ; them in the hallways or in the bathroom, and I'd know--we'd know--we ; could see it in each other's eyes, sense the new, deep connection ; between us. I'd smile, and the other guy would smile, and we'd go on ; about our business without having to say a word. What was there to ; say, after all? "Welcome to the neighborhood?"
; ; So I was standing at the urinal, peeing. It was the middle of the ; afternoon, so nearly everybody was still in class or at the library or ; somewhere else. All I had on is a pair of old gym shorts, and even ; then I had the front half of them pulled down into a bunch below my ; balls so I could pee.
; ; I was thinking, Aaaah, there's nothing like a good pee! I kind of ; teased my cock with my fingers a little and this little tremble of ; pleasure ran through me.
; ; "Your roommate--he has started acting weird lately, hasn't he?
; ; Hmm? I thought I was alone, so the voice kind of surprises me. I ; looked over my shoulder and there was that weird guy from down the ; hall, standing a couple of yards away.
; ; He looked nervous, eyes shifting around, and it shows in his ; voice. "He has, hasn't he? Like something is different but he won't ; say what?" He was not so much looking at me as looking around, as if ; worried someone might see us.
; ; "What do you mean?" I asked as I shook off the last couple of drops ; and gave my cock one last stroke. It was trying to get just a little ; hard, but I wanted to save it for Jay's roommate--there would be time ; for that soon, very soon.
; ; I put my shorts back in place and turned away from the urinal, to look ; at this guy. I didn't know him much very well--he lived down on the ; other end of the hall, the end Jay's roommate hadn't gotten to yet, ; and he kept pretty much to himself. He was from another country--his ; name was Slovo or something funny like that. Some of the guys on the ; hall made fun of him because he was always going to church and was ; really religious--as in "don't drink, don't dance, stay a virgin until ; after marriage" religious.
; ; "We can't talk much now," he said. "I just want to warn you. There's ; something happening. It started with the new guy, Jay's roommate. He's ; the tool. He's one of them, the old evil that leads men to sin, and we ; have to stop him before he spreads his evil."
; ; I guessed Slovo didn't know that Jay's roommate had reached out to me ; a couple of times now. Or that I found myself liking it. I found ; myself thinking, Slovo is kind of cute--Jay's roommate will like ; him. Dark-haired. Slim. Nice-looking once you looked past the way ; nervousness was twisting up his face. Good body under those clothes.
; ; What I said was, "Huh? What are you talking about?"
; ; He was pretty nervous all right. He kept saying we had to stop "it" ; and soon, before "it" led everyone in the dorm into sin. His babbling ; didn't make much sense to me, except he seemed to think Jay's roommate ; was like Count Dracula or something, and I kept thinking it wasn't ; like that at all.
; ; We were interrupted by a couple of guys laughing, the door bursting ; open as they came in and headed toward the toilets.
; ; When I looked back, Slovo was gone. I wondered, Is this guy going to ; be a threat?
; ; Two says later, I was in the showers. Morning--before class. Our dorm ; had communal showers in the bathroom--four spray heads each along two ; opposing side walls. It was me, Rod, John, Martin, and Jay--we were ; all connected and sharing little knowing smiles as we soaped our ; bodies. And Tim and Jason were there too. They were clueless. They ; weren't part of us. Well, not yet anyway.
; ; I remembered my roommie Rod telling me his first time with Jay's ; roommate had been right there in the showers, maybe even under the ; shower where I stood, and that thought made me horny as hell.
; ; Tim was jabbering on about some chick he had boffed and how big her ; tits were and what a great piece of ass she was. He was telling a ; great story--he had Jason getting half-hard just listening to it. Tim ; was going on about "pussy this," and "pussy that." That was okay--I ; knew he'd get his priorities realigned as soon as I ...
; ; Those weren't my thoughts. They were coming from ... They were being ; whispered into my head by ...
; ; I felt his presence and turned. The rest of us did too, except for Tim ; and Jason.
; ; Jay's roommate stood in the entry to the showers, naked except for a ; towel thrown over one shoulder, a towel which he was pulling off and ; dropping over the rack alongside ours. Jay's roommate turned his eyes ; across all of us, and I knew what I needed to do.
; ; Tim was talking about that chick had grabbed him and slammed him down ; on the mattress and climbed astride his cock to ride him, lots of hair ; going everywhere and her big ol' breasts bouncing all over the ; place--in his story at least--and his hands running through his own ; hair as he cried, "Oh, Tim!--Oh!--Oh!" like she supposedly did.
; ; We were all moving, casually confident. Rod and Jay each grabbed one ; of Jason's arms and held on to him. Martin, John, and I grabbed Tim ; and, as his body stiffened with surprise, pushed him firmly back ; against the tile shower wall.
; ; "Hey, what--?" Jason cried, fearing a prank.
; ; "What the fuck?" Tim yelped in surprise. He struggled, uncertain ; whether we were joking or serious, and the water made his squirming ; limbs hard to hold.
; ; We all turned to face Jay's roommate.
; ; He looked Jason right in the eyes, and the word that I felt him send ; was sleep and Jason's eyes rolled back, and his eyes closed, head ; falling back, body gradually sagging in Rod and Jay's grip.
; ; "What the fuck, guys?" Tim exclaimed again. Martin had pinned his ; right arm. John had pinned his right arm. Me, I was pressing his ; shoulders back against the shower wall. "Lemme go! This isn't funny." ; Tim hadn't seen what just happened to Jason--he was too worried about ; what we were about to do to him.
; ; We weren't who he needed to be thinking about.
; ; I felt the presence at my left shoulder, and I stepped aside. Tim ; tried to yank his left arm free--nearly made it too since he was a ; very strong guy, so I grabbed it at the elbow to help Martin hold it.
; ; See, when I had stepped aside, that left Jay's roommate standing ; directly in front of Tim. After a second, Tim noticed that too. He ; looked at Jay's roommate, into his eyes, got lost in them, and I felt ; the tension in his arm muscles fade. Tim wasn't saying anything now. I ; caught a glimpse of Tim's hardening cock as Jay's roommate moved in, ; pressing himself up against Tim's pinned body. Their embrace pressed ; Tim's dick to the side, and I saw the tip of it angling up from the ; crevice formed between the two men's hips.
; ; Man, that close to the buzz, I could barely concentrate, and my body ; responded by getting hard too. Good thing Tim wasn't putting up any ; struggle at all by then.
; ; When Tim came, I felt it--we all did--even before I saw the tip of his ; trapped cock erupting with his white load.
; ; Tim's body first slumped even more limply. Then he started to stand up ; on his own, and we let him. He was one of us now. It wasn't him in ; control right then, though. The real Tim, his mind, was deeply ; asleep. Okay, I thought, so he can make us do what he wants even when ; we're asleep. Just like observing a fact.
; ; Jay's roommate had already turned his attention to Jason. Tim's body, ; forgotten for now, sidled under the spray to rinse itself of cum.
; ; Still locked in sleep, Jason wasn't in any shape to resist. His body ; was ready for this. That half-hard cock he had when Tim was telling ; his story was now fully hard. I longed to touch it myself and make him ; feel good, but that was what Jay's roommate was about to do, and he ; embraced Jason, arms wrapped securely around his chest. Rod and Jay ; stepped back. I felt Jay's roommate working his spell on Jason's body, ; the feeling singing so sweetly though me, through all of us, all of us ; hard, so hard, now too. I wanted to jack off so badly. I wanted Jay's ; roommate to reach out and touch me. But my time would come later, that ; night. Now, it was time for Jason to become one of us, to cum, and he ; was. His cock, angled off across his hip where Jay's roommate's thigh ; pressed close to his crotch, jumped and spat out his sperm, and I felt ; his orgasm run through me, just an echo of what Jason was feeling, but ; it felt great nonetheless.
; ; And then Jason's body was rinsing itself under the shower spray, and ; Jay's roommate was soaping himself, and the rest of us were shutting ; off our showers and filing out to dry ourselves, dress, and get on ; with our days.
; ; I ran into Slovo as I was leaving the bathroom. "Don't forget," he ; muttered under his breath as he passed, as if we shouldn't be seen ; talking to each other. "He has to be stopped. Soon." And then he was ; hustling back down toward the far end of the hall.
; ; That evening, I was back in my dorm room immediately after dinner. The ; moment I shut the door behind myself, I stripped down to my briefs. My ; body knew what was coming, and my cock started to harden before I even ; got my shirt off. I was rock-hard by the time I was down to my ; underwear.
; ; No sign of Rod though. He had a late lab class that night, but he was ; never that late. There was about an hour to go before the nightly ; feedings would start, so Rod still had a little time.
; ; And he bolted in just a couple of minutes before time. "Hey," he ; panted, breathless from running across campus, as he dropped his ; notebook on his desk. "He hasn't started yet, has he?"
; ; I'd been reading some notes when Rod rushed in. I shook my head ; no--no, we'd both have known it--felt it--the minute Jay's roommate ; started.
; ; Rod didn't even bother to close the door. He went straight to his ; closet and started unbuttoning his sport shirt. He had just a little ; time left to lose his shirt, sneakers, socks, jeans, and baseball cap, ; and he knew it. I sat up and swung my legs over the side of my bed, ; listening to Rod mutter under his breath about what a fucking ass his ; lab instructor had been for making them all stay late to finish.
; ; Rod was a cute guy. He was my age and he played a lot of sports. Where ; I'm Latin, he's a basic white boy. Tall. Long, sleek limbs. Nice ; muscles. Smooth chest and tight abs. Attractive face. Light brown ; hair, almost blond. Nice butt.
; ; Right then, as he dropped his shirt into his closet, Jay's roommate ; appeared in the open door behind Rod, and it began.
; ; He was naked in our doorway. Seemed like every time I saw him ; recently, he'd been naked as if he didn't care who saw--maybe there ; was no one left in the dorm except that Slovo guy who would care? I ; saw Jay's roommate, and his eyes met mine, and I felt something from ; him reach out and lock around my head, my thoughts. He just walked ; right on in, letting the door swing closed behind him. Rod was too ; busy tossing his shirt on the floor of his closet--he didn't know ; Jay's roommate was there at first. Jay's roommate was right there ; beside him, putting his hand on Rod's shoulder, and turning Rod around ; to face him.
; ; They were both in profile to me. I just sat there on the edge of my ; bed and watched them. Jay's roommate, slightly smiling, staring down ; into Rod's eyes. Rod staring back, wide-eyed, smiling too, rapt, as ; Jay's roommate locked his influence around Rod's thoughts.
; ; Normally, Jay's roommate would have told Rod to strip. Not this time, ; though. Instead, he just ran a finger over Rod's bare shoulder, ; grazing lightly over the skin. Rod was hard of course, his cock ; pushing a big lump in the front of his jeans.
; ; Jay's roommate, hands on Rod's shoulders, turned him to face me. Jay's ; roommate looked me right in the eye and smiled that smile. Man, my ; cock had been hard but now it jumped and went even harder, like ; granite in my briefs. He would normally have told Rod to strip and ; started with Rod, since he was right there; but this time, he said ; something into Rod's head that I couldn't make out, and he gave Rod a ; gentle nudge forward, and Rod, still smiling, looked at me and ; sauntered sleepily over to where I sat, and he knelt between my spread ; knees, and he reached out and pulled down the front of my briefs and ; freed my aching cock, and he tucked the front of my briefs back up ; under my balls, and he tugged on my balls and teased them with one ; hand while his used his other hand to guide my cock as his mouth ; descended and gently swallowed it.
; ; Oh, man! Rod was no stranger to sucking a dick. He knew what he was ; doing, and he was doing it well. I let my hand run up the back of his ; neck, accidentally dislodging his baseball cap, which fell down his ; back, and I ran my finders through his sandy brown hair to encourage ; him. The sight of my beautiful roommate on his knees, in his jeans and ; sneakers, shirtless, sucking my cock was so sexy-hot I nearly came on ; the spot.
; ; Jay's roommate on the bed behind me. His hands touching me here and ; there, stroking, caressing. I felt it starting, the connection, the ; draw, the hunger in him sucking at me in a different way from Rod's ; mouth, and I leaned back in his arms and let him begin it, let Rod ; suck me, just let everything happen because it felt so damn good, and ; too soon I was cumming, cumming hard into Rod's mouth, cumming and my ; head going blank, cumming, cumming, everything fading except the ; pleasure that rang through me, cumming, cumming ...
; ; The next morning when I woke up, I was lying in bed, naked, same as ; usual. Rod was naked in his bed, waking up at the same time. I ; remembered Rod blowing me the night before. He smiled at me and said ; good morning, same as usual, but didn't mention the blowjob. He just ; climbed to his feet, morning hard-on leading the way, and reached for ; his towel and shower stuff. So I didn't mention the blowjob either.
; ; But my first thought was, Did I reciprocate? I ran my tongue around my ; mouth, fishing for anything that might taste like cum, whatever cum ; might taste like, but all I tasted was morning breath.
; ; Jay's roommate was curled around Rod. Rod was stretched out on his ; bed, on his back, naked, hard, and Jay's roommate had insinuated ; himself around Rod's body, taking him, feeding.
; ; I was sitting on the edge of my bed, nothing on except my shorts, with ; a big hard-on inside them already. Waiting for my turn. Eagerly. Jay's ; roommate had calmed my thoughts with a look into my eyes when he came ; in, but that was just a formality--it wasn't like I was fighting or ; anything.
; ; Rod's body jerked, and his cock jumped, and it spat out stream after ; stream of his white cum, and then his body relaxed, completely, into ; that blissful trance with a happy sigh.
; ; That night, Jay's roommate was already unwinding himself from Rod's ; enthralled body when the door burst open.
; ; Slovo sprang into our room with his eyes clamped shut. He was holding ; a crucifix out in front of himself like a weapon. He had something in ; his other hand too, like a vial of holy water or something. He was ; shouting something like, "Get back, creature. Back, demon. I command ; you, by all that's holy!"
; ; Jay's roommate looked a little surprised but not worried. More like ; amused--the way an adult looks when a child says something really ; precocious. He just sat up and looked at Slovo, smiling gently.
; ; The grim determination of Slovo's face wavered, cracking with ; uncertainty. He was unsure what to do, I guess, when Jay's roommate ; didn't recoil in terror. And he was really unsure what to make of the ; voice that just whispered relax into the back of his head. But the ; droop in his body was visible; his arms lowered the crucifix and vial ; a few inches.
; ; Jay's roommate climbed off Rod's bed. And with the doubt winning, ; Slovo opened his eyes a crack to see what he was doing.
; ; And their eyes found each other's. Connection. Gradually, Slovo's face ; relaxed more, and his eyes opened the rest of the way, looking right ; into Jay's roommate's. Jay's roommate reached out and took the ; crucifix and vial out of Slovo's unresisting hands. He kissed the ; crucifix and set both items aside on Rod's desk. Slovo's hands kept ; lowering, down to his sides.
; ; Rod's body, enthralled, answered the silent command and sat up. His ; body left the bed and stood a couple of steps away, just waiting.
; ; Slovo and Jay's roommate were just staring into each other's ; eyes. Some part of Slovo was still trying to fight--I saw little ; flinches in his face as he struggled--but his body was responding. His ; erection rising in his crotch. His hands rising again to unbutton his ; shirt, obeying the strip command. Gradually his body came into view as ; his clothing fell away, steadily, item by item, unrushed. Sleek, ; smooth muscles lining his chest. Strong arms. Tight abs. A long, slim ; erection jutting from the wild, black tangle of his pubes, powered to ; steel hardness by years of pent-up restriction, no doubt.
; ; Jay's roommate put his arm around Slovo's shoulders and guided him to ; Rod's empty bed. There was still a little resistance in the way Slovo ; moved but also an eagerness. He laid down on the bed, stretched out on ; his back exactly the way the little voice in the back of his head ; instructed.
; ; Then, as Jay's roommate eased onto the bed with him, naked body ; sliding along naked body, it began, and Slovo wasn't resisting any ; more. No, it was safe to say he was seeing a whole new kind of ; heaven. And he liked it. A lot. Gasping, groaning, moaning--yeah, he ; was loving this. And as his body tensed and his cock pulsed and jumped ; and his orgasm broke over him with the finality of collapsing dam, ; releasing a flood of cum onto his stomach and chest and neck, he must ; have felt like he had been ushered into a whole new kind of communion.
; ; No, Slovo would not be a problem any longer.
; ; The following day, I got back to my dorm room, after class, after ; working out at the gym. Rod was nowhere to be seen--probably still in ; class. I had the room to myself for a while.
; ; I was pulling off my tee-shirt. My chest and arms were still burning ; after my workout, and maybe I was so focused on that that I didn't ; realize he was behind me.
; ; Jay's roommate touched my arm as I dropped my shirt onto my bed. I ; turned and fell into his eyes.
; ; My hands, on auto-pilot, went to my belt, pulling at it, pulling it ; open.
; ; "No, let me," he said--not the whisper in the back of my mind, but ; with his real voice. And I realized in all this time I'd never heard ; his voice before.
; ; He opened my belt and my pants, and slid them to my knees. My cock was ; three-quarters hard and rising quickly. I sat down on my bed, not ; because he told me to but because he was kneeling and untying my ; shoes. I wanted to make it easier for him to pull them off. And he ; did--the right one first, then the left one, socks too. He pulled my ; drooped pants and underwear off. I pulled myself back into the center ; of my bed; his body rose and followed, came down alongside mine as I ; lay back.
; ; He kissed me. I'd never kissed a guy before, but I kissed him back. I ; wanted to kiss him. His hands caressed my body--not feeding on me, ; just touching. "Tonight," he said, "I want to do something different, ; and you'll need all your strength. I have a gift for you that will ; change your life forever. It will make you like me. Do you accept this ; gift?"
; ; I had only a vague idea what he meant, but I nodded.
; ; He kissed me again. His hands massaged and stroked and caressed my ; torso. He rolled me onto my stomach, trapping my hard dick between my ; body and the mattress. He massaged my back with his hands and kisses, ; working his way down. Sooner or later, his tongue found my ass crack ; and burrowed in to find the hole.
; ; That nearly made me jump out of my skin! No one had even licked my ; asshole before. I'd heard of guys who liked to have their girlfriends ; put a finger up their buttholes, and I'd heard of getting fucked up ; the butt, but I never knew a tongue could feel like that.
; ; "Shh," he whispered from between my ass cheeks. "Try to relax and ; enjoy it."
; ; I started getting into it. I never knew my ass could feel this good, ; but I was learning quickly. He reached up under my hips and pulled my ; hard cock down so that he could lick it between my legs. I felt one of ; his fingers, slick, slide against my asshole, pressing in. "Push ; back," he said, "like you're taking a shit." Romantic image, right? ; Well, I did what he told me to, and his finger slid in. I didn't ; really enjoy it at first, but he was licking my cock, and his weight ; held my legs in place, so I toughed it out. Guess what? After a few ; minutes I started feeling kind of good back there, and I settled into ; the mattress with a sigh, and I thought, Okay, maybe I can handle ; this.
; ; "Okay, it's time," he whispered into my ear as he kissed along the ; outer edge of it with the weight of his body lightly pressing down on ; my back. "This is your last chance to change your mind."
; ; I thought I knew what was coming. I said, "Do it."
; ; "It'll hurt some at first, but I'll try to be as gentle as I can. Roll ; over on your back--it'll be easier that way."
; ; So I did, and he pushed my legs up onto his shoulders, leaning forward ; so much my knees nearly touched my chest. His hand fiddled with ; something between my ass and his hips, and I felt something hard and ; round slide into place between my butt cheeks. Pressing forward, ; against me. Trying to enter me.
; ; He told me, "Try to relax as much as possible. Push back and it'll go ; in easier."
; ; So I did. And yeah, in spite of the lube he had smeared up my crack ; and all over his cock, it hurt. Burned like hell. I twisted my head to ; the side and bit my pillow to keep from crying out. I felt the head of ; his cock pop past my sphincter, and--whew!--after that the rest seemed ; to slide in easier.
; ; It hurt. It burned. I wanted him to stop, but I forced myself to take ; it. I liked him a lot, and I wanted him to do what he wanted. I gasped ; and concentrated on keeping my ass from clenching around the intruder.
; ; And then--and then--I started to feel something up inside. Kind of a ; tingly warmth. It felt kind of good. Okay, I guessed I could see why ; some guys might get into it, once they got past the pain.
; ; And just as I was starting to enjoy it, he wrenched his face up and ; threw his head back. "I'm gonna cum," he said, squeezing the words ; from between clenched teeth as his torso began to jump and buck. He ; pressed his weight forward, burying himself inside me as far as ; possible.
; ; And I felt his cum enter me. I felt it like a new kind of intrusion. I ; felt it burning inside me, felt my stomach muscles start to spasm ; almost immediately, as if trying to shit out his cum, and I knew that ; all along he had been talking about--warning me about--something ; entirely different. My stomach muscles were starting to cramp, ; starting deep inside, twisting. I was starting to panic.
; ; He pulled his cock out of me. He was watching my face. My expression ; had fear and pain written all over it. "Shh," he said, trying to ; comfort me, caressing my cheek with his palm. "I know it hurts. I'll ; be right here with you. It hurts, but you'll be all right soon."
; ; "Oh, fuck! Fuck!" I swore as my abdomen cramped like a convulsion and ; the pain inside me began to spread into my groin and legs and up into ; my chest.
; ; "I'm going to protect you from the worst of it," he said, and then in ; the back of my head I heard the whisper sleep and in spite of the ; intense pain, my eyes closed.
; ; I opened my eyes later, letting the oblivion slide away.
; ; Jay's roommate was sitting on the bed beside me. "About twenty-four ; hours," he said before I could ask the question.
; ; Something twisted inside me. My whole body felt sore. Weak and sore.
; ; "What did you do to me?" I asked. I knew, but I felt like I had to ask ; anyway.
; ; "You'll be hungry," he said. "You should feed now."
; ; He looked across the room, and I followed his gaze.
; ; Jay and Rod sat on Rod's bed in their boxers. There was something ; vague about their eyes, their slight smiles. Something distracted.
; ; Jay's roommate reached out his hand, and Jay stood up slowly, almost ; as if he was sleepwalking. He dropped his boxer shorts and stepped out ; of them. Naked. Cock hard.
; ; And I had never seen anything more beautiful.
; ; I wanted to touch him. I wanted to reach out and touch him and hold ; him close and ...
; ; Jay walked over. His roommate yielded his place on my narrow bed, and ; Jay sat down. He was the perfect choice. He had been the first one his ; roommate fed on when he came here--the one he'd been feeding on the ; longest, the one who would be easiest for a beginner like me.
; ; I reached for him and pulled him close. I had zero technique--all I ; had was a hunger, and I needed him to fill it.
; ; I pressed my body to Jay's. He was smiling happily, as if enjoying the ; attention. I could feel it inside him, the energy I needed. However, ; it was like handing me a can of beans without a can opener. I couldn't ; figure out how to get at his energy, to get the process started.
; ; Jay's roommate put his hand over mine, and I felt something. Jay's ; energy is breaking through. Flowing through my hand toward his ; roommate's. So that was how it was done. I was so lost in marveling at ; how it felt that I nearly forgot to take it in, but soon I was taking ; it as fast as his body would give it. Like nursing a cow.
; ; Jay was relaxing into my arms, and I was doing it all myself now, ; feeding, taking, taking everything his body has to give me. He was ; settling into my arms, eyes rolling back in his head, slowly going ; limp except for his hard, hard cock, pointing straight up, and then I ; felt it--I felt it happening in him--and he was cumming, shooting his ; spunk all over his stomach, and I felt something push me back, break ; the connection between us, and then I was sitting there blinking, ; looking at Jay's slumbering body, draped limply across mine, and the ; cum dotting his stomach and chest and starting to run a little.
; ; Jay's roommate looked at me. Somehow, without even the whisper in the ; back of my head, I knew he was asking me if I enjoyed it. If I wanted ; more. I nodded.
; ; I understood now. I understood how.
; ; I looked over at Rod, and my eyes pulled his gaze to them, into ; them. I pushed the command stand into his head, and he did. Then strip ; and he did that too. I pulled him to me. I was losing myself a ; little. He wasn't my roommate Rod to me just then--I was hungry and he ; was a meal, and I latched onto him and pulled him to me, into my arms, ; down on the bed, and the feelings that I had experienced before of ; being fed on were nothing compared to the joy of doing the feeding, ; and I siphoned his energy as rapidly as I could.
; ; Suddenly, Rod was cumming, and Jay's roommate was breaking my ; connection, pulling me away from him. Just by looking at me, he ; scolded me a little for losing control like that and warned me not to ; get that lost in it again.
; ; Jay's roommate showed me the ropes over the next week. Showed me what ; I could do, how to do it. He was a patient teacher. Everything was new ; to me. What I especially liked was how receptive guys were once we fed ; on them; though their minds were blacked out, their bodies would ; follow out instructions like puppets--thralls, Jay's roommate called ; them, half-jokingly.
; ; Jay's roommate and I shared the men at first, though I knew soon I'd ; need to find a feeding ground of my own.
; ; I needed to get moved to another dorm, exclusive territory where I ; could feed. Jay's roommate told me who to see in the campus housing ; office to make sure my request would be approved.
; ; Zach in the Housing Services office turned out to be a student ; himself, probably a senior. I went to see him, just like Jay's ; roommate told me to. The moment I saw him, I knew how Jay's roommate ; had persuaded Zach to let him move to our dorm--I could hear in his ; head traces of other voices. Jay's roommate was one, and there were at ; least two others, one of which resonated as being old, very old and ; powerful.
; ; Zach was well-trained. I think he sensed the hunger in me. We went ; into a private office to talk, and the moment the door was closed and ; I looked into his eyes, his mind became receptive. Eagerly ; receptive--as if he had been waiting for me to do this. So I ordered ; him strip and he began revealing a long, lithe body. Sleek ; muscles--probably a runner. Smooth chest. Black hair and brown ; eyes. And a very long, sleek cock too, hardening.
; ; I told him to lie down on the carpet, and I wove myself around him, ; making sure as much of my skin was touching as much of his as ; possible, and I took him down, slowly, sweetly, helping him relax and ; surrender to me, surrender control, surrender all of his delicious ; energy. And at the end, his cock exploded with a huge load, as if he ; hadn't cum since Jay's roommate had visited him, maybe right there in ; that same office.
; ; So I moved into my new place shortly after spring break. Rod and a lot ; of my friends from the old dorm helped me move. Slovo helped out ; too. Moving didn't take long--I didn't have that much stuff. My new ; room was a single, and I was going to miss having a roommate.
; ; I hugged the guys goodbye outside of my new dorm. They had to get back ; to be ready for Jay's roommate in a little while. Sure, I'd be seeing ; them around campus, but that wouldn't be the same.
; ; I walked back up to my new floor and surveyed the rows of doors. There ; were a few guys milling about at the other end of the hall where the ; TV lounge and the bathroom were, but most of the guys were probably ; still having dinner in the cafeteria or out looking for a ; party. Pretty soon that would change. I was looking forward to it.
; ; For the time being, though, I had to get some things unpacked--hey, I ; was still a college student, and I still had homework to do and papers ; to write, so I headed back into my room.
; ; I was starting to get hungry.
; ; There was a knock on my door. I opened it to find this gorgeous blond ; guy standing in the hallway. "Hey," he said. "You must be the new ; guy. I'm Josh--I live across the hall. We're going to be neighbors."
; ; Well, well, there's nothing like room service, I thought. What I said ; was, "Hi, Josh. C'mon in, man." I let my eyes reach out and reel him ; in, and I felt his mild surprise turn to happiness as his mind went ; quiet, body relaxing, cock hardening, and he stepped inside, already ; pulling off his shirt like I told him to, revealing a nicely ; proportioned chest sprinkled with golden hair, and I shut the door ; behind him.
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