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Chapter 4: Slut Day

I woke up in “slut mode”. I came out of a very erotic dream that I couldn’t even remember, but I knew I had to find a dick and suck it immediately. I trotted over to Ben’s bed and bent over out of instinct, ready to suck him. I needed it. He was lying on his back, his bulge making my breakfast look so juicy and ready for me under the blanket. I dug my face into the bulge and sniffed, mouthing his dick and feeling his girthy morning wood roll around as I nosed it up and down until he was fully awake. He stretched underneath me, putting his hands behind his head and melting back into the bed, casually accepting my silent offer to give him some morning head. I put my head under his blanket, shifting everything around until my face was in front of his red, throbbing dick. It was lying against his defined abs. I had the urge to pull out my phone and take a picture of it. I stuck out my tongue and licked his shaft. I moved up to the large head, and put my mouth on it. 

It was extra musky in the morning. It smelled like a mix of Ben and the pure comfort of a soft bed. I was almost jealous of the blanket for getting to cover him all night, wrapping around every curve of his muscular body, conforming to him, being shaped by him. 

I licked his balls, tonguing them firmly. I felt the skin of his sack, and the large orbs as they rubbed against my lips and tongue. I put them in my mouth, one at a time, sucking gently, then more firmly. I listened to his body, knowing how far I could go. He flinched and tightened when I got intense with it, relaxing as he got used to me doing what I wanted with him. I felt something in my body, the tingling joy I got from experiencing free use of a perfect specimen of man. I was more in the mood to serve than I had been at any point before this.

I dug into his balls and taint with my tongue while I started jerking him off. It was like I was on autopilot, getting as much pleasure from him as I was giving.

He suddenly whipped off the blanket, grabbing me by the hair on the back of my head and guiding me onto his cock. He had had enough teasing and sniffing and licking. He wanted to nut into my mouth. 

His firm hand had me going halfway down his thick shaft in seconds. It was a difficult fit from this angle, but I was more than driven to do whatever needed to be done. Normally he had to stuff it in roughly from above, but today he was getting what he needed by just using me as a toy, bouncing me onto his cock like a basketball. 

With one hand squeezing his big balls, and the other stroking his shaft into my mouth, he was pulsing in less than a minute. His hands gently caressed my head in between forcing me rapidly up and down on him. He didn’t warn me when he came, but I didn’t need a warning. His cock spoke to me in blood flow and muscle spasms. His body tensed rhythmically, out of his control. The feeling of his spunky white morning load entering my mouth was like I was having a new type of orgasm in my head. Satisfying him was all the sex I needed. 

He finally let go of my head, and I swallowed as I pulled off of him. 

“You almost swallowed all of it this time,” he said, amused as he wiped the extra jizz off his balls and shaft.

“I’m getting better at it,” I replied, wiping my face with a smile. “I’m… extra horny today.”

“Are you gonna beat off before school?” he asked, getting up to find some clothes to throw on, his big, naked, muscular body striding across the room.

“I’m gonna save it,” I said, my mind whirring with gooned zombie brain. 

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When I got to school, it was like my mind was on fire. All I saw around me were hot guys. It was like a new layer had been added to every face in the hall. They seemed cuter, more sexy, more aesthetically pleasing. My mind couldn’t stop picturing what their dicks looked like. 

I saw a pin on the backpack of this blue haired senior girl. It said, “Embrace sexual abundance”, and it felt like a sign from the gods. 

Before I even went to my first period, I saw Johnny, Ben’s equally jockish friend with the short, jet black hair. He was strolling down the hallway with some of his jock buddies. He was the tallest among them, standing out like Ben does to be honest. 

He ignored me at first, but I touched his thigh as we passed. He turned back to me silently, and we smiled at each other, just for a second, almost nervously. He let his friends keep walking without him. He raised his eyebrows at me, from a few feet away, as we had an unspoken moment in the hall, surrounded by other students. 

I raised my eyebrows back at him, and he nodded toward the bathroom right next to him. I nodded, ever so slightly, a gentle “yes”. He disappeared through the bathroom door, and I almost followed him, but chickened out at the last second.

I tucked my boy boner up into my waistband, as horny as I’d ever been, and headed to class. 

I spent the next several periods feeling my pre-cum leak onto my stomach. It was even showing slightly through my shirt. I looked at the guys in my class. They literally looked hotter than normal. It was like I had taken some drug and felt like fucking everyone around me.

At lunch, Freddy and I were eating when he asked me, “What’re you so happy about today? Did you get fucked really good or something?”

“No,” I said, “We just do oral. But I’m just like, on a horny roller coaster today. I almost came in my pants in last period.”

“Damn, be careful bro,” he said, “You need to beat off.”

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After lunch, everyone was heading back to class when I saw Johnny again. This time, he stopped me.

“Hey,” he said, reaching out to touch my shoulder gently, like I was a friend or another guy on his team.

“Hey…” I replied, unsure of what was happening. 

It was quiet for a second, and then he adjusted his hips, thrusting slightly forward, raising his eyebrows at me, just like that morning. 

“Ok,” I said, barely audible.

He kept a hand on my shoulder as he led me into the bathroom, like he was determined not to let me chicken out this time. 

His dominating attitude worked. 

As soon as the door closed behind me, I got on my knees, right on the tile, ignoring the smell of the boy’s bathroom and focusing on living out the new fantasies exploding in my head. 

“No,” he said, “Not here.” 

I crawled on my hands and knees on the bathroom floor, following him into the narrow stall. When I closed and latched the door behind me, I turned back to him, finding his big, sweaty, throbbing cock inches from my face. It was veinier than Ben’s. I hadn’t even thought about aesthetics, but it was so hot to see a different big dick. I felt my forehead begin to sweat, in the warmth of two male bodies in a close space. There was very little room in the stall, and anyone could walk in and see our feet under the stall door if they looked. 

The sense of him was intense. The scent was like Ben’s, but different. He had a different diet. A different body. A different flavor of man. 

I looked at the meat log throbbing in the air. I compared it to Ben’s. The rush in my body was intense. I wanted to jerk off as much as I wanted to suck it. I grabbed my bulge over my pants, holding myself tight. I was so close to cumming already, it literally hurt from my balls to my shaft. I thought about the heat of him entering my mouth. What he would taste like. Would he be as rough on me as Ben? Would he hold my head and mouthfuck me like I’m a fleshlight? The pulsing rod of meat rivaled Ben’s, maybe even a little thicker. I just stared at it, as he shifted once, impatiently. 

He stroked himself a couple times, aiming it at my face. He put his hand on the back of my head, guiding me closer to him. I felt the heat of it. I smelled his crotch musk. It was strong. I was only an inch away. I was within distance to lick the pre-cum dripping off the end of him.

Without me even thinking about it, my head started to resist his hand pushing on my head. He pushed harder, and I pushed back. He was stronger than me, and his dick pressed against my lips. The pre-cum left a string of goo on my face. I licked it as he finally let me pull away a few inches.

It was everything I had wanted it to be in my head. But once it was in front of me, all I could see was that it wasn’t Ben.

“Sorry,” I said just as the bell rang for first period, “Not today.” 

I stood up and looked at him, ready for whatever response he was going to give me. I should’ve just left, but the sexy, horny energy of his big dick sticking out made me unable to leave. Maybe he would make me suck it, after all.

He hesitated for a moment, disappointment, maybe a hint of aggression showing on his face. When he knew I was serious, he shook his head, breaking eye contact.

“Damn, bro,” he said, stuffing himself into his pants and zipping up before swiftly heading out. I sat on the toilet for a minute, my heart racing with what just almost happened. I toyed with myself over my pants, thinking about jerking off, but knowing I was going to save it again. I had this sense in my head that all I wanted was to be teased, edged, pushed to the highest limits of horniness imaginable. Honestly, I was a horny little gooner mess. A miasma of hormones and sweaty balls and thoughts of men’s dicks, Ben’s dick.

I left the bathroom, tucking my boy boner up into my waistband.

After my slut day, I went home thinking that this new side of me had gone from “This is hot” to “This is dangerous”.

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As soon as Ben walked in the door to our room that night, I told him about my day. He got a bit surprised, which quickly turned to a look of disappointment on his face. 

“You really wanna suck off other dudes?”

“I mean, no,” I said, “I almost did, but… it didn’t seem as fun as if it were… you. But we’re not like, boyfriends or anything,”

After trying to interpret the strange look on his face, I added, “...right?” 

He chuckled through his nose, his big chest rising with a deep breath, settling back down as his face was more serious. “Yeah… no. I just don’t think other guys would be respectful with you… or whatever.”

I looked at him, while he looked at anything but me.

“Do you want me to be just yours?” I asked, crawling onto his bed on all fours, facing him with my mouth hanging open.

He didn’t answer. He just lowered the waistband of his pants, barely exposing himself when I got another idea.

He froze in surprise as I flipped my body around, lifting my legs and adjusting my pants to mid thigh to expose my ass. “What if this hole was all yours?”