Kevin

A Story by BKor

Warning: graphic sex. Read at your own risk.

I scrutinized the paper before me, scribbling comments on the page while I pulled my hair with my right hand, a habit I could not seem to get rid of. The students and professors around me continued to gossip about professors and students, respectively, while I focused on grading the papers with nothing but an energy drink on my table. A full tray dropped in front of me, startling me. I looked up briefly and made eye contact with the other graduate before quickly resuming my grading. Vincent sat down opposite me and I knew he was smiling as he spoke,

“Not even a hello? You really should put more effort into taking care of yourself, Kevin.” he remarked and I nodded my head in acknowledgement of his statement. I focused on the papers to keep from thinking of the person sitting right in front of me, but I could feel his golden eyes burning into me. I was thankful that my tan was at least dark enough to conceal the blush coloring my cheeks.

I had known Vincent for two years now, but it was not until recently, when we started working as teacher assistants to one of the philosophy professors did I start to spend a lot of time with him. He was tall, almost a whole head taller than me, who barely reached five feet seven inches. He had soft dark blonde hair that stood out in natural spikes, and his face and body were beautifully sculptured. I, on the other hand, was nothing special and I never cared to style my short black hair. My physique, while not underweight, was lean but not lacking in muscle since I had always been self-conscious about my body. My third year of high school was when I first realized I liked men, and even seven years later I feel a need to try to look good because I was not normal. Even now I still feel ashamed of my sexuality sometimes, and once in awhile, on really bad days I go to a club and hook up with some good-looking guy for the night.

Lately, though, I've been swamped with work and even though I’m living by myself I haven’t even jacked off in almost a month. My students were putting more stress on me than usual because of the upcoming exam, and working so close with Vincent has only added on to my tension. He doesn't know how I feel, and it’s not like I could ever tell him, but as a result he tends to act carelessly around me so whenever he is nearby I immerse myself in work. Although I still get nervous and can’t think straight, at least it helps me from losing control.

At last I finished grading the paper I had been working on and quickly put away my things just as Vincent bit into his burger,

“The students want me to make some outlines so I’ll be leaving early. Enjoy your weekend.” I said and he nodded,

“Alright, you too. Remember to eat once in awhile!” I nodded again and strode out of the dining hall. The weather was sunny and humid, and I caught the bus just before it left. My apartment was a twenty minute bus ride from campus, and I skipped up the stairs into my air conditioned home. Looking forward to a three day weekend with no plans, I dropped my bag onto my desk and fell onto my bed, unsure of what to do.

Five minutes passed and I sighed with exasperation. Vincent's face haunted my mind and I rubbed my eyes with my palms, knowing that I wouldn't be able to sleep. My phone's ringtone surprised me and I quickly fumbled for it, wondering who it was. I didn't recognize the number but I answered anyway,

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, it's Roy, we met up at a club some weeks ago." his voice sounded familiar but I couldn't tag a face on him,

"Oh, sure." I said hesitantly. He chuckled,

"Wanna come over tonight?"

"For what?"

"Isn't it obvious?" There was a smirk in his voice and I thought, Why not?,

"Alright, I'll be waiting."

"Be there in five." he hung up the phone and I changed my clothes before relaxing on my bed to wait.

The time passed by quickly and when I opened the door he vaguely seemed familiar. He was tall like Vincent, and had spiky black hair and a fox face matched with sharp black eyes. I still couldn't exactly remember him but he had a nice face and attractive build so I was fine with doing it. I hadn't done it in a while, though, and I was surprised when he stepped forward to kiss me. Involuntarily I stepped back but he pushed me against the wall,

"Come on, it's just a hello kiss." He bent down to kiss me again and I opened my mouth to him.Why not? I thought again as our tongues intertwined and I felt myself growing erect. Roy broke off the kiss,

"Damn I forgot how good you were. I should call you more often." I mumbled a response and followed him to his car. The silent trip lasted for a long fifteen minutes but we soon arrived at his house. I didn't pay much attention to my surroundings, I only looked at the enormous king-sized bed in the master bedroom. The sheets looked fluffy and white, and I was thinking that I might actually enjoy this when Roy suddenly pulled me toward him and forced open my mouth. He pushed me onto the bed and quickly started stripping me. I allowed him to unbutton my shirt and I flinched when his fingers teased my n*****s. My erection strained against my shorts as his mouth followed his fingers and groans escaped my mouth. Roy was turned on as well and I felt his length rubbing between my legs as he played with my body. I heard my belt unbuckle and my back arced as his long fingers closed around my length. He stroked and rubbed the tip, drawing groans and grunts from me in between his hungry kisses. My entire body trembled with pleasure and my hips moved with his strokes. His erection was even more pronounced and the cries escaping my mouth grew louder as I reached my climax,

"I-I'm gonna cum!" I panted and just before my climax Roy's hand disappeared and what felt like a ring was shoved painfully down my c**k. My hips jerked away from the pain and I climaxed, but the cum that had built up stayed trapped by the ring. My hands moved from the sheets to take off the ring but in a moment Roy had handcuffed them around one of the bedposts. I realized I was trapped and stared at him with wide eyes,

"What are you-!" I cut off in a grunt of pain as his fingers moved into my rear. Roy chuckled with pleasure,

"Come on Kevin, you know you like it." His voice was low and undulating like a lion's growl and I felt another climax coming as he stroked my length and fingered my rear. The ring blocked any release and I told him to take it off but he refused, adding lube into my rear. My body trembled as waves of pain and pleasure clashed and the only sounds I could hear were my voice and the clink of the handcuffs. My c**k throbbed painfully against the ring and I begged him to take it off. Roy turned me over and I felt his erection probing my lubricated hole. He penetrated me in one thrust and my body curled with a cry of pain, I hadn't even masturbated in weeks let alone have sex and my hole stretched painfully around his large length. The lubricant made it slightly easier but his hard thrusts were brutal. I felt another climax coming and if the ring wasn't removed I thought I would die,

"The ring- take- it- off!" I grunted between thrusts and my hips jerked when he started stroking me again. I tensed and Roy groaned with pleasure as my rear sucked at his c**k,

"Damn you're tight." He said, "When was the last time you did it?"

"The ring!" I grunted, feeling the cum rising and Roy laughed. He stroked my c**k and my hips bucked as I cried out. He removed the ring and I sprayed cum all over his bed. He continued to thrust in and out and his fingers pulled and probed my c**k and tip. I cummed again. I supported my weight on my elbows, trembling as he teased my n*****s, c**k, and stretched my hole. I cummed again and again until I was empty and at last Roy cummed inside me. I felt the milky seed spurt inside and drip down my thighs. He pulled out suddenly and I winced, struggling to stay awake as he turned me on my back again. He moved over me and his still hard c**k pushed at my lips and I reluctantly opened my mouth and let him in. He thrust deep into the back of my mouth and held my head as I sucked his c**k. He came in my mouth,

"Drink it." He ordered and I obeyed, gulping down the slimy concoction.

"Come on, clean it properly." He pulled out of my mouth, uncuffed my hands, and pulled me forward so that I was on my knees sucking his dick. I licked it free of cum and when he finally pulled out I slumped on the sheets, exhausted and thankful that it was a three day weekend.

"You can spend the night. I've got an extra room." I nodded, too tired to give a full answer and I moved to climb off the bed but realized that I didn't even have the strength to lift myself. Roy must have known and picked me up like a child. My body went rigid but I relaxed when I realized he was only moving me to the other bed. I mumbled a thanks and fell asleep almost instantly, with Vincent's face smiling in my mind.