College Sophomores Seek Relief 02

Cody gave us his cell number and told us to text him when we wanted to get together again. I couldn't stop thinking about it and found myself looking at Cody's number in my phone contacts several times a day. I thought about having an on-call cocksucker to relieve stress anytime I wanted. I was both repelled and excited by the possibilities, but my stiffening cock didn't lie; I was mostly excited.

I was home alone after a long day of classes and had downed my third beer when I decided to text Cody. He responded almost instantly. I told him to come by my place if he had time and before I knew it, there was a knock on my door. I let him in, locked my door and walked over to the couch where Cody had blown Matt and me last weekend.

Without saying a word, Cody dropped to his knees and started rubbing my crotch. He unsnapped the button on my shorts and pulled out my hardening tool. I wriggled my shorts off and quickly took off my T-shirt, leaving me naked except for my socks. Cody said he'd been dreaming about doing this again, then he slowly engulfed about 4 inches of my now straining hard-on.

The kid really took him time, licking up and down my shaft, nibbling the sensitive spot just under the head and kneading my hairy balls while he worshiped my tool. When a big clear drop of pre-cum bubbled up from my slit, he touched it with the tip of his tongue and then drew it into his mouth with an approving "uhmmm."

As he bobbed up and down on my cock, I closed my eyes for a moment and just reveled in the warm wet pleasure I was getting. This was so different from blowjobs girls had given me. Unlike the ladies, Cody absolutely loved what he was doing. His eagerness and hunger for sucking my cock were genuine; he wasn't doing it as a prelude to something else or out of a sense of obligation like most of the girls I had been with.

"That feels incredible, dude."

"Uhhmm mmm, I fucking love doing this," he whispered in between long, wet plunges.

"I don't want to say anything that bums you out, you know, but how did you like it when Matt was saying shit like 'suck that cock'?"

Cody stopped sucking for a minute to respond:

"It was a weird turn-on. I can't explain it. I don't feel like this is degrading or anything. I just like it and hearing your buddy talk dirty just made it better," Cody returned to determined slurping.

"Then suck that cock, yeah, dude, bury it in your mouth. Work for that reward."

Cody went to work even harder and it felt amazing. I told him I was going to flood his mouth with my cum and that he needed my cum in his mouth. Cody agreed and sucked with enthusiasm. I guided him to what felt best, instructed him on how to massage my balls just right and praised his progress as a cocksucker.

"I want to feel your cum shooting in my mouth," Cody looked up at me before returning to his work.

After another ten minutes or so of his worship, I started gently fucking his face, which looked so young and so hot stuffed full of my cock. As my hips rose to meet his sucks, Cody moaned and urged me on, his thirst for my load unmistakable. As my orgasm built, I concentrated on making it the best nut possible, at one point holding his head in both hands while stuffing my thick cock in and out of his mouth. Cody was so eager, so hungry and so willing.

I was breathing heavier and heavier. Cody was moaning while he worked on my cock, which he was now expertly taking all the way down to my balls.

"Oh fuck yeah, I'm going to fill that pretty mouth of yours with a huge load... I'm going to give you what you need, dude... Oh fuck, I'm about to bust, ohhhhhhh..." I thrust my hips up and the first shot of cum surged out of my cock, deep into Cody's hot mouth.

My first blast made Cody's head jerk a little but even if he had wanted to pull off my cock, he wouldn't have been able to because my hands were holding his head firmly in place. Far from trying to escape, Cody was moaning in pleasure as he eagerly swallowed my load. I came for what seemed like minutes as Cody gulped, sucked, swallowed and then licked. His intensity as he stared at my cock and carefully cleaned every inch with his mouth and tongue struck me as the very definition of lust.

After I came down from my orgasm and my breathing began to turn to normal, I realized Cody still had all his clothes on had never so much as rubbed his own crotch while he worked so attentively on mine. When he sat up on the couch beside my naked body, I did notice an obvious hard-on tenting his khaki shorts.

"That was fucking amazing, dude. Looks like you've got a boner that needs release yourself."

"I started to get hard as soon as you texted me, Scott. But with you being a straight dude and all, I figured you wouldn't want me playing with my dick."

"Well, I didn't have a problem with Matt's big hard-on waving around the other day when you were working on us both, so I sure don't mind of you jerk off while blowing me. I hate to see a man in pain."

"Cool, cool, I just didn't want to do anything to spoil this. I want to suck that cock until you get tired of me."

That was good news indeed. I had decided I was a fool to have waited several days to text Cody. I envisioned him sucking my cock just about every day. I thought how cool it would be to get a blowjob on the way out the door to fuck some girl, knowing I could last a lot longer fucking if I had just gotten off.

Intrigued with how Cody came to the conclusion he wanted to suck dicks, I grabbed us a couple of beers and started asking Cody questions about his curiosity and the big step he took in answering our craigslist post a few days earlier. He talked about how he had girlfriends since he was about 14 and that he liked sex with girls, but that he realized he found some guys attractive too.

"I have always played sports and our high school was built in the 1970s, so we had the old style gang shower rooms," Cody explained while sipping his beer.

"And in tenth grade, there was this guy on my team who I always found myself staring at in the showers and locker room. It wasn't so much his dick as it was the whole package. My family's dark haired and this guy was the opposite -- kind of a dirty blond, surfer type, with a great face and nice lean body. I realized I was always staring at him naked, before I had any conscious sexual thoughts about him."

"Did you ever do anything about it?"

"Fuck no! I was scared shitless of being called a fag and I wasn't even sure what I was feeling. I was about 15 and confused about why I was attracted to a dude."

"So what happened from that moment of realization to your getting up the courage to come over here last weekend?"

"At first, I tried to suppress whatever thoughts those were. I had never even looked at gay porn before. All my jerkoff material was completely hetero stuff. I got my driver's license at 16 and started taking girls out. I wanted to get some sexual experience. This girl I knew who is a year older started flirting with me. She wasn't the hottest girl I had taken out, but not bad either. So I started to hang out with he and she took the lead.

She was so eager to get into my pants and we started fucking like every day after school. Her mother never got home till about 6:30, and we had her house to ourselves. She taught me how to fuck and how to make sure a girl got off. I really got into it and pretty much forgot about that guy I used to stare at in the showers. I decided it was just an adolescent episode of confusion and that by getting laid, I was getting things figured out."

"So what happened?"

"Well, I was only with her about three months until I got bored and wanted other girls. I started getting with girls my age and word got around that I knew how to get a girl off really well. I got a lot of pussy when I was 16 and 17. For a while, that satisfied me and I didn't think about guys that way at all."

"Then senior year, I joined this rugby club and had another one of those shower room infatuations. I knew girls who messed around with other girls, like no big deal, right? And I started to question why I had to limit myself to just girls and whether sexual preference was as black and white as 'straight or gay' anyway. I started reading up on it on the internet and discovered the Kinsey study. Suddenly it all made sense; there's a continuum of sexual preference and not that many people are really all the way homo or heterosexual."

"Really? I haven't read much about human sexuality and guess I always accepted the black-and-white version."

"Well, read up on it. A lot of it is societal pressures and religious guilt stopping people from admitting what they really want. It obviously wasn't that way in Ancient Greece or Rome, for example."

Cody was giving me food for thought here and my mind flashed back to my surprise at myself when Matt took off his shirt the other day and put his hands behind his neck while he was getting his cock serviced. I had noticed his wispy underarm hair, his muscled body and thought he looked sexy.

"So anyway," Cody cintinued, "I was getting laid pretty regularly and was still catching myself noticing a good looking dude in the locker room, so I started experimenting a little with some bi porn. I searched for guys who looked a little like the guys who had caught my attention: young blond dudes with lean bodies. I found a porn video on xvids that had these two guys banging this one little gymnast type girl. One of the guys was a young blond guy; the other was darker like me. They were all three good looking, but I found myself really turned on watching this girl suck the blond dude's cock. Then the other guy started sucking his cock too. It was his cock I was staring at, beating my meat."

"Wow, that's pretty self-aware. I never thought about using porn to explore what turned me on more."

"Well, I needed answers. I was flipping out with these 'am I gay' thoughts. I was really relieved to start seeing that I was somewhere closer to the middle of that sexual preference continuum, not a pure gay guy. I still like girls, figure I'll get married some day and have kids, and I don't think I would want to be a part of any gay scene. But I like variety too. I really got off sucking your cock, and your buddy's too."

We had been talking about 20 minutes, with me naked on the couch and Cody fully clothed. My dick was starting to stir a little as I thought about what we were discussing. I also flashed back to that crazy scene last weekend with this freshman sucking both Matt and me. Maybe it was thinking about Matt naked that was getting me turned on? I had to admit that I was also plenty turned on by the thought of Cody's young face stuffed full of cock, mine and Matt's.

I wanted another blowjob but was feeling guilty about Cody's predicament.

"Dude, take off those shorts where you can get at your dick, then how about going another round?"

Cody stood up, shucked his pants and then pulled off his shirt before diving back down on my now half-hard dick. This kid had a beautiful body. He had an almost hairless chest. Black hair matching his head was under his arms and forming a faint happy trail from his navel to his pubic patch.

I surrendered to the pleasure of his wet willing mouth as he inhaled my cock once more. I closed my eyes while he worked, thinking about Cody's path to self-understanding and wondering where my own journey would lead me. I didn't want to suck cock, I didn't think, and wasn't tempted to touch Cody's, but I suddenly realized I really wanted to watch him jerk off as he sucked me.

"Cody, you're hard as a rock, dude. Don't you want to get off too?"

Without saying a word, Cody moved his left hand down to start jacking his own cock to the same rhythm he was sucking mine. I watched in fascination, incredibly turned on at the thought that sucking my cock made Cody so hard and that we were both getting so much pleasure from my blowjob.

The continuum was a new concept to me, and I thought about all the things guys could do with each other. I wondered if I would be interested in trying anything other than just getting my cock serviced like it was being sucked right now. Cody's cock was cut, nicely proportioned and decent sized. Would I want a cock in my mouth? Should I try it out on the old "you only live once" theory? Then I looked down at Cody's butt as he was almost in a doggy style position on the floor between my legs. I had to admit to myself he had a nice butt. Getting blown was just one of several possibilities here...