“I’m taking it you want to take part? Or want to watch? Or were you just getting him started?” Bill asks her as he stands behind the couch I am on. I’m surprised by what an open friendship these two have if he’s asking such a personal sexual question. Don’t think I could ever ask any roommate something like this, ever. Yet these two have no issue at all.
“Meh,” Gina replies with a shrug. She lowers her cell to look at her housemate now. When she does, I can see she’s completely relaxed, as if this is just something that happens here.
“Guess I can watch. He’s cuter than most,” Gina mentions, pointing at me as if I’m not here. I would take this as a compliment, but the pair of them treat me as if I’m not here. That I’m so low it doesn’t matter if they talk about me directly or not.
“Hey Devon,” Bill then says as he walks around the couch. He’s dressed in a muscle shirt which shows off his well-defined chest. He also wears a pair of shorts that go down to his knees. He sent me his pictures when we were talking, but that picture made him look like a young professional. The man I see in front of me looks more like, I dunno, a club going, gym rat.
“I see you got started without me. Good! I’m glad. I know how nervous you must be. Now, as we talked about, not going to make you do anything you don’t want to do, and you can go at any time, alright?” He greets very friendly. Still in this weird sexual daze, I find myself nodding my head to show I understand.
“Gina’s a friend. She’s clean. You mind if she gets involved at some point?” He then asks, pointing back at her. I nearly remind him that she said that she was just going to watch, but stop myself. He probably knows her very well, which means he might believe she will get involved.
I shake my head NO to answer, not believing I am. Am I really ok with this? With possibly a guy and girl doing sexual acts with me? After all, this isn’t like a threesome. At least I don’t think it will be. This is more like, hmmm, him ordering me around and letting me experience sex with another man while she does…something.
“Great!” He exclaims. He even claps his hands together to show his excitement. Something about this makes me feel better, as he’s not just willing to do this, but is really excited. He then bends over some to make us somewhat on the same level.
“Now, you need to sit there and keep your hands behind your back. Gotta keep them there, or I’ll have to tie them down, ok? Ok?” He says the second OK sternly, showing he wants an answer. Being quiet, I again nod my head to show I understand.
Without saying another word he stands up all the way. In slow motion I see him bring his hands to the waistband of his shorts. Then he pulls them down.
His hard cock springs out as his shorts are pulled down. Well, semi-hard cock. Not that I have experience at looking at other men’s cocks, but I can tell he’s getting hard. That he’s already started feeling it and it’ll keep growing.
Grabbing it in one hand, he steps forward. When he does, that cock gets dangerously close to my face. Freaking out some, my eyes widen as I see this. This is really happening.
“Let’s show Gina how you look with my cock in your mouth,” Bill comments. He then takes hold of the back of my head with his other hand and holds it. I take it he does this as it would appear that I’m going to pull back. So he pulls my head while stepping forward with his cock out.
There’s a cock pressing against my lips now. My mouth is closed, but he presses it lengthwise against my lips as if wanting me to feel what it feels like. To feel what it is like to have a cock on my face. Where you feel the heat of it, the hardness, even the throbbing of it.
Bill doesn’t say anything as he uses his hand to move his cock about. He pulls it back and then slaps it on my right cheek. After, he rubs it there, making it move back and forth like a windshield wiper. Then he puts the head against my lips, where he starts to trail it over my lips.
The entire time I feel my heart pounding. I mean, there’s a cock on my face. A cock slapping me. I can’t believe this. And I can’t believe how humiliating and awesome it feels.
“Open up Devon. Time to suck your first cock,” Bill says in a singsong tone. Embarrassed and humiliated, I spread my lips at his words. When I do, he slowly puts his cock in my mouth, entering slowly to not freak me out.
My eyes widen and there’s even a tear that forms as I feel him enter my mouth. My heart feels like it is in my throat and I ring my hands together behind my back. There’s a cock in my mouth. Another man’s sex organ is currently in my mouth. Oh gosh.
My lips close around it softly and I lightly suck on it. When I do, I’m very surprised by how it feels. Not sure what I was expecting but thought maybe it would be hard like steel, you know? But it’s not. It feels very flesh-like. Furthermore, that’s how it tastes; fleshly. I mean to say that it doesn’t have a taste. It’s like when you hurt yourself and suck on that part. It’s just the taste of skin.
He moves his manhood back so it trails against my lips as he pulls it back. Then he moves forward, to push the cock into my mouth more. When it comes in again, it brushes over my tongue, letting the roughness of it wipe over the roughness of his cock. It’s going so deep into my mouth.
“Look at Gina. Let her see how pretty you look sucking a man’s cock,” Bill says, brushing my hair as if I was a pet. Despite not wanting to do this as I feel ablaze with humiliation, my eyes instantly move to look at her. That’s when I find she was already watching.