It was a Monday night, and having had back-to-back classes the week before, and a long arduous weekend of shaking my ass for tips, I realized that If I didn’t get a break from it all I was going to become unhinged.
There weren’t many options for me at that time, being that I am only eighteen. Although I did have an older cousins expired ID, and I had successfully used it back home a few times to get in the only dive bar in our small town, but in the big city it was different. The last thing I needed was to get the damn thing confiscated and go without a way to get booze for the next three years.
I had been thinking about it all that day, keenly aware that I had the next day free. In fact, I had made the decision the day before after working a frantic Sunday lunch shift , and I was only now gathering up the backbone to act on it. I had decided that after my cultural studies class I would go back to my apartment and get myself ready for a real night on the town. A night of drinking, dancing and maybe something more.
While getting dressed up for the night, I smiled at myself in the mirror, and my young smooth babyface smiled back at me. Standing at only 5’10 and weighing 160Ibs, I look like your average American college freshman Irish boy sporting an athletic build, and a nice plump bubble butt (which is one of my best features). With my dark hair kept extra short on the sides, and just slightly longer hair on the top, I look like I could be just as easily considered a jock as I could be a nerdy college kid. Looking at myself again in the mirror, I thought that maybe I could pass as twenty-one, but I honestly had my doubts.
Wearing a plain black shirt, skinny denim jeans and my blue high-top Vans, I courageously headed out the door come what may. I steadily walked down the stairs to the foyer of the apartment building, unlocked my 10-speed bicycle, and wrestled it out the front door. The fall air was tantalizing and with it I had found a new level of conviction as I Jumped onto my bike and stared to ride, taking a route that took me several blocks towards the main strip of the city where a handful of bars and night clubs lined both sides of the road.
Upon my arrival I quickly spotted my chosen destination. Big picture windows were outlined in blue neon lights, with a smaller conspicuous glowing sign shinning high upon the dark header above, and when I saw the rainbow flag, I knew I had arrived. I slowed down to look for a safe place to stash my bike. I then pulled down a nearby alley parked my bike and lock it up.
When I walked through the large double door, I was amazed to see how busy the place was. As the House music and the lights descended upon me, I began feeling like maybe I had made a mistake, when I noticed the podium right in front of me. I stepped up nervously, trying hard to look like I belonged. I knew full well I didn’t, and when I was greeted by a younger looking girl who treated me as minor inconvenience, relief came over me. I took my fake ID out of my wallet and handed it to her, and with barley a glance I was hastily charged a $10 cover, and then given a yellow band to wrap around my wrist.
With some newfound determination I made my way through the haze and the crowd to a large circle bar that centered in the middle of the main room.
I immediately got the attention of a provocative blond stud in short shorts and a muscle T that was working feverishly behind the bar, as well as several older looking men sitting around enjoying the atmosphere. When the cute bartender approached me from the back of the bar, I attempted to sound confident, afraid that he might decide to card me again if he suspected I wasn’t of age. “A bottle of bud and a double Makers” I said directing my voice with my hand while standing awkwardly up on my toes. Smiling at me briefly and with a look of knowing, he quickly went to work on my order, his cute little ass waiving behind the bar mesmerizing his audience.
As I stood there shyly waiting for my liquid courage, I surveyed the club. The large dance floor filled with groups of men talking and dancing as they were surrounded by massive mirrors, and flashing lights. A DJ stood behind a sound board and monitor in the corner, and when the bartender handed me my drinks, I started to make my way over to the outer edge of the dance floor. I spotted a shelf to set my drinks down, and when I turned around, drink in hand, I felt the music working its magic and I began to relax a bit. I saw a few men looking my way and I smiled back at them, enjoying the attention as I drank down my whiskey first and then casually started sipping my beer.
Without the initial tension of my first attempt, I strolled over and ordered another round at the bar. As I was returning to the outer edge of the dance floor, I noticed an older casually dressed guy with glasses standing where I had been. He looked me up and down as I walked up beside him and sat my whiskey down and then turning back around. With my back against the wall I started to casually drink my beer.
He was definitely much older than me and he stepped towards me speaking loudly into my ear. when he did I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body “Did you come here all alone?” he said “Yeah, I’m only here for a few drinks” I answered pointing to my beer as I downed another half of it, looking like a kid at corporate meeting.
He looked me over smiled, and then nonchalantly leaned back on the shelf that I was leaning on ‘Do you want to go somewhere quieter?” he said back. I felt my pulse rise when I realized what he had said. He was around the same height as me, and he wore thick black glasses with wavy short blond hair on top. He had a handsome clean-shaven face, and when he smiled at me I instantly felt attracted to him.
It was no secret. I have almost always been into older men, and I couldn’t help myself when one gave me the right kind of attention. I had never been into the frat boys that hit on me at school or the effeminate boys my age, and even in high school I stayed quiet about my orientation, only finding solace in the few older men that ever dared to approach me.
After downing my whiskey, I felt the pulsing heat of the music and lights begin to persuade me, and after a few moments I turned to him and answered “Where do you want to go?” feeling jittery and empowered I saw his face light up. He looked around and tilted his head towards to door “We can go to my truck, and smoke a joint? Don’t worry I won’t bite”. He looked me expectantly while at the same time nonchalantly sipping his drink. I gave another pause. “Sure” I said eyeing him with a devious grin.
After we finished out drinks we started making our way through the club. I noticed several men giving me brief looks of interest, some making howls and comments as we exited the club. When we stepped out into the street, I started to realize my predicament more clearly. I felt pretty dang tipsy, and I crookedly looked over at him when he asks me my name.
“I’m Joe” I said giving him a fake name and then immediately regretting it. “I’m Wendel” he said reaching out to shake my hand with his big manly paw, while we walked the short ways over to an old white and red antique ford pickup truck that was parked right on the side of the street.
“Is this your truck?” I said admiringly “Yeah this is my pride and joy, hop in” He opened the creaky door passenger door for me, and I climbed inside now feeling a bit unsure of what I was doing there. This guy could have been a serial killer for all I knew, and here I was letting him lure me in like Ted Bundy.
I first noticed that the red interior truck looked Immaculate, and when he got in and closed the door and looked over at me, I saw him up-close for the first time. He was quite attractive for an older guy and I decided to ask him how old he was “I’m forty, how old are you?” Immediately I realized that he was as nervous as me “I’m eighteen” “Damn that’s really young, are you sure your old enough?” I grinned at him with a serious look “I’m old enough to pick you up at the club” he smirked a bit “who says I didn’t pick you up?” his eyes were almost blue, and I noticed he only had on jeans and a t-shirt “I thought we just came out here to smoke a joint” I said breaking the tension and prompting him to grab an already rolled joint from the ashtray “Allow me” he said lighting it up and passing it to me.
As we smoked, I told him about how I was a freshman at the local University and I had been waiting tables to pay for some of my expenses. He told me that he was a computer guy and that he never really went out very much, and that he wasn’t sure why such a hot college boy like me would be interested in him. I admitted that I enjoyed the company of older men, and after we had taken a few tokes and continued chatting a bit more, our chemistry began to become more obvious.After a brief moment of silence he boldly looked over at me and ask me If I wanted to go with him to his place.
Feeling a new rush of adventure mixed with youthful lust, I responded to him in a bashful and curious voice “Sure, I guess. How far do you live?” “Not far” he said, quickly starting up the truck before I could protest too much, and then putting it in drive. He pulled the big truck out onto the boulevard and made a big U-turn in the other direction while I buckled my seatbelt, shivering in anticipation of what was to come.
For the better part of the trip, we were silent, both of us aware that the promise of pleasure was secure. When we turned into a neighborhood of houses not too far from the main street, I Jokingly ask him If he was going to kidnap me as a way to relieve my anxiety. He laughed at the question shaking his head “You don’t have to worry, I’m just as nervous as you are” I was starting to think that this guy was probably a total nerd, and he had probably never had a young college boy go home with him before, and now I was going to have to be the one show him how to have a good time. Later I would find out how wrong I could be.
Parking on the street and getting out I followed him down a sidewalk between a few small houses to a basement side door. Standing In the darkness of the cold stairwell he wrestled his key in the door and eventually managed to get it unlocked.
As he was leading me inside, I curiously looked around at the small basement apartment. When he turned on the lights, I noticed a big office desk with a desktop computer standing in the main room to the right, and a large mattress on the floor in the open bedroom to the left. “You want a beer?” he asks me after taking his keys and wallet and setting them on a small table in by the door “Yeah sure, thanks” I said drunkenly traipsing into the open apartment. I heard him rattling glasses around in the kitchen, and I decided to sit down at his office chair, the only chair in the room.
His large desktop computer screen came on when I sat down, and his screen saver popped up, and there shining brightly on the screen was a sexy nude of a hot boy posing with a very nice long erection. “Oh, you do like em young!” I said turning towards him as he handed me a beer. “I do. Does that bother you?” he said sitting his beer down and standing in front of me while he undid his belt and unzipped his jeans. I took a big drink of my beer and then sat it down when he gently grabbed my arm to have me stand up so he could help me take off my shirt.
He kicked off his shoes, and when he reached down and undid his pants and pulled his jeans off my heart was racing, and I reached down and cupped his bulge through his tight white underwear when he presented it to me “What is this!?” I said teasingly, as I felt his large package growing. “Take off your pants!” he whispered hurriedly, and I complied, sitting back on the office chair, removing my shoes and then sliding my tight pants down, and kicking them off my ankles while watching him rub his dick through his underwear, the bulge growing steadily while he watched me undress. His eyes widening, his mouth open upon seeing me become fully nude.
The suspense was overwhelming me and I kneeled down in front of him and rubbed my face in his crotch, and tugged at his underwear band. I started biting at his underwear and feeling the heat from his massive cock and became immense under the white cotton. I stood up rock hard and stroked myself as he grabbed at my body, feeling my young smooth round buns, as he struggled to take his underwear off holding onto the table for balance.
Getting my first real look at his humongous nine-inch cock, I nearly died “Woah there!” I said when I saw it hanging there, looking incredible as he stood stoically before me.
“Come with me” he said frantically leading me to the mattress as his big dick waived around in front of him.. He crawled naked onto the mattress and sat his full grown man body back while holding himself upright with his elbows, and watching me crawl into the bed beside him.
He started waiving his giant dick in front of me and I became fixated on it. I got on top of him and started to kiss him. When he took his glasses off and set them to the side, I noticed his piecing blue eyes looking at me with confident determination, I rubbed my body on top of his and felt his hands cupping my horny teenage ass, his big cock rubbing in between my legs.
His chest was slightly hairy. His body was muscular, and we passionately tonged kissed while I rubbed on his chest. I took ahold of his massive cock, and it was glorious. I kneeled beside him to admire it and stroke it, aghast as I felt it pulse and grow in my hand “Wow, Wendel that’s a big ass cock!” I whispered. I started to suck on it as he lay back, working to get it to its full girth. “Damn you are hot!” he said holding the back of my head when I swallowed it whole, firmly wrapping my lips around the base and then sliding my mouth back up it, and then going back down again, feeling his massive cock growing in my teen mouth. I waived my wet ass around while I sucked him off so that he would feel my wet hole.
He reached over an pulled out a bottle of oil and squeezed some in his hand and then he reached around behind me as I crouched there slobbering and sucking on his huge cock. I felt him probe my little hole with his big manly fingers and I started to moan while I had his whole cock in my mouth. “You like that big dick don’t you Joe?” he said “Mmm, Yes daddy. I’m such a dirty slut, mmm, fuck it’s so big!” I said taking a break to talk dirty. When I felt him get a finger inside my tight wet hole I cried out “Damn that feels good!”
In the extreme heat of passion and ready to completely submit, I felt him start scooting back to get ready to mount me, and that’s when I heard the front door open “What’s that!?” I said, taking his cock out of my mouth and freezing to listen more closely. With wide scared eyes I looked up at him with completely vulnerability, his dick still in my hand, and I heard keys drop on the table.
“Oh boy Wendel, what have we got here?” a voice thundered from behind me “Who is that!?” I said turning around and sitting back on the bed to hide my self “Oh shit sorry, this is James” Wendel said sitting up and patting me on the leg to comfort me “Woah sorry, Hi I’m James, sorry to interrupt, I Just now got off duty” He looked at me with a big old grin. He stood about 6’ tall and weighed around 200Lbs, and he looked like he was around thirty five or so. He had with jet black hair and an attractive clean-cut face; the only problem was is that he was wearing a metro police uniform. “Um I think I should go” I said not sure how I was going to walk over to get my clothes on the floor next to him without him getting a full show.
“Oh don’t go!” he said as he took off his bullet proof vest,dropping it on the floor and then hastily unbuttoning his uniform shirt.
“This James. James this is Joe, he’s a freshman over at the university” Wendel said sitting back looking like he had expected him. I nervously looked up at the uniformed officer, now realizing that this guy also wasn’t at all surprised to see us both naked in the bed together.
“That was some real good cock sucking you were doing there, mind if I join?” he said, walking over to the side of the bed removing his big gun belt and setting it on the floor by the window and then bending over to remove his boots beside the bed.
I turned to look over at Wendel in complete disbelief. This guy was a big scary cop, and now he wanted to join us.I answered in a shaky voice “Um I think I better get going, I’m sorry” I said starting to crawl to get up from the bed. “Hey, you don’t have to go” he said, casually removing his uniform pants and dropping them to the floor.
Wendel grabbed my leg before I could get up out of the bed, and I reluctantly looked over to see this giant hunk of man towering over me, now pulling off his underwear to reveal his full manhood to me.
“Are you guys serious?” I said now a bit intrigued seeing the hot cop grab his fat cock and wave it around while starting at me “I think he likes it” he said over to Wendel and I started to relax a bit. “I don’t know what’s happening” I said taking a hold of Wendel’s giant cock with one hand and then taking a hold of the cops after he had dropped to his knees onto the mattress on the other side of me hoisted it there in my direct line of sight “You guys!” I said as I began to adapt to the situation.
I felt both dicks swelling at the same time “Now that’s the spirit” the cop said as he slowly laid down on the other side of me and pulled my head towards it. “Yeah, that’s right, suck that dick!” he said to me when I put my lips on it.
His cock was nice and thick and long, his dark unshaven pubes running wild while I put the whole thing in my mouth. I started to swallow the top half of it while gripping the base and feeling it’s girth. I gave out a little squeal when I felt Wendel lifting my hips up to get behind me “Oh my god!” I said as I felt Wendel’s big hard cock probing my young freshman hole “Mmm fuck! Oh Fuck!” I moaned, gasping for air, still holding onto the cop’s big meaty cock like a handle, as Wendel pushed himself into me from behind. I was bent over with my teen bubble butt into the air, on my knees, legs apart, taking Wendel’s huge cock all the way, while at the same time my head in the lap of this stud metro cop as I held on to his big cop cock groaning in ecstasy for Wendels 9 inches inside of me. After I was able to take little my ass being fucked by Wendel, the I began to choke and gag again on the cops thick fat night stick
“Suck that dick boy!” he said while I suffocated myself on it, nearly in tears from the size of Wendel’s cock going all the way inside my taught little hole while his muscular thighs slapped against my backside.
When I felt Wendel pulled his dick out of me I knew it was time to let James have his turn “Oh my god, okay yeah” I said turning around and bending over for the thick cop cock I had just made into a monster. He got on his knees behind me from the other side and mounted me “Shit this is one sweet little ass” he said putting his dick head in between my crack and sliding it up against my wet throbbing hole. When I felt it going in, I cried out “Oh my god! That’s it! uh huh, yeah! Fuck me hard officer daddy!” he forced it in me and cried out “Oh shit he’s making me so fucking hard right now!” driving it in me all the way he started to fuck me much harder than Wendel, holding my teen thighs and pulling my ass onto it as he grunted. “Jesus Christ! You fuck so good officer daddy! You can arrest me anytime you fucking dirty pervert!” I said, my words coming out in waves as he pounded my ass ferociously.
He pushed me down on the bed and got on top of me and drove it in with my legs pulled apart and my face in the mattress. “Oh shit! mmm yes!” I screamed into the sheets as he sped up, holding my wrist down and drilling into my young bun like he was working on a medal.
When he pulled his thick stud cock from out of my young hot buns, I felt him shoot his warm cum all over my crack and lower back. I howled out like a greedy slut for it to go back in “Oh god don’t stop” I said shivering and twitching as he got up and left me laying there face down writhing for more.
Next Wendel got on top of me as I laid there still face down my hands gripping the sheets and begging for it. He started to slowly slide his long cock in again, and began to plunder my hot little hole much more aggressively this time. Slap slap slap the smacking of his groing against my buns as he drove his giant pole in and out of me echoed through the empty apartment “Fuck yeah” James said as he stood up to wipe off “Jesus Christ Wendel! You’re dick is so fucking big! Wendel! oh fuck! it’s so big! Fuck!” I said into the mattress while he continued to butt fucked me as I lay on my chest, still gripping the sheets and kicking my legs while he held onto my wrist “Oh my god! Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!” I said. I wildly started backing my ass up and pushing myself to get up on my knees so I could get it harder and feel more of his big long cock inside.
“God damn that’s a fucking good little ass!” he said stopping rigidly and then filling my hole up with warmth as his whole dick pulsed inside of me, his cum dripping down my thigh. When I felt him pull it out, I gasp “Oh my god!” I said, turning on my back and furiously jerking myself off at the thought of these two hot older studs having just fucked me to death, exploding my load all over my chest and on my face as I looked at the two men both tugging at their worn out dicks watching. I laid back exhausted rubbing my cum all over my stomach, telling them with my expression that they had both made me so very happy.
They both helped me get cleaned up with a towel, and we all sat around on the mattress naked, smoking a joint and drinking a few beers for the next hour or so. When I was about to pass out still naked between the two men I felt James caress my ass and tell Wendel that he thought he might be in love. Wendel replied that he was for sure, and I gushed at the thought of these two studs lusting for me, my hot young naked buns being looked at like a magical prize. I was their teenage boy toy just for that night, and it was exactly what I needed to relieve all the stress of college.
After I got a ride back to my bike the next morning, I rode the few blocks home in the dawns early light, still thinking about super hung and nerdy Wendel, and the hot Cop with the thick night stick professing their love for me as I lay there in between them completely fuckered and tuckered, and oozing with ecstasy. It was a pretty sticky situation, but I had made it through quite well.
I got back home with time to have the rest of the evening to relax. I showered and shaved, and slept the whole day away still dreaming of Wendel and James. I thought about what my next night out might be like and if I was going to ever call them again, and decided It would be a while before I did, but I was grateful because, well they did remedy, and pretty well I might add, all of my current Freshman college blues.
