He’d never gotten anyone kicked out of school and he hoped that he would never have to.
But on that night he felt something boiling in his blood. He didn’t know what he was capable of.
He was confused. Desperately confused about his sexuality. He needed answers but had no idea how to obtain them. So instead of spending much time thinking about how best figure things out, he spent his time trying to figure out what student would face his wrath.
He knew that if he could find some one to take his anger out on that he would feel a lot better.
That’s why he went storming down the hallway and started banging on their door. He could’ve left them alone. They weren’t being all that loud. And besides it was a weekend night. This was the time when they supposed to be able to be loud and excited.
Von Hoffer wasn’t interested in any of that. He wanted them to open the door. And until they did he wouldn’t budge.
In the apartment, Thomas and his roommate dried off and got dressed. Neither of them wanted to answer the door but they both knew that if they didn’t there would be hell to pay.
Finally the door was opened
Thomas stood face to face with von Hoffer whose eyes roamed up and down his body.
Thomas was wearing basketball shorts and a tight undershirt. He didn’t understand why the R.A. was looking at him like that.
“Yes, Mr. Von Hoffer,” Thomas said. “Did I do something wrong?”
“I don’t know Thomas,” von Hoffer said. “That’s what I’m hear to find out. Have you done something wrong?”
“I don’t think so. I was just with— I mean I was just showering.”
“Showering, is that right, Thomas? And what were you doing before you showering. What got you all sweaty and sticky?”
Von Hoffer stared at the Thomas with lust in his eyes. Thomas had never suspected that von Hoffer might be gay. But now he had to stare at him a little harder. Maybe he’d missed something. Because it certainly seemed that the older guy was coming onto him.
“Well, maybe you should come in…and look around?” Thomas said with a twinkle in his eye. If von Hoffer wanted to play than he would play. He had no problem with that.
Von Hoffer strode into the messy dorm room. It reminded of his own dorm room several years before. He saw Sebastian’s lanky frame and long blond hair extended on a bed. He had his shirt off and was smiling brightly. If you didn’t know him, you would have though he was high. Nah. Guy just always had the grinning, smiley deposition. Think they came from somewhere around the Rocky Mountains.
Von Hoffer knew why he’d come down to that room and he didn’t feel like waiting any longer for something that he desperately desired.
Thomas locked the door. He and Sebastian began walking towards von Hoffer. The tension in the air was incredible. There was no telling what would happen. It could either be an epic fight scene or some of the most intense love making you’ve ever seen.
Von Hoffer began backing up. He’d entered the room with lusty intentions but he was becoming little worried. Both of these college kids seemed hornier than he was.
Thomas put his hands on his shoulders and leaned in and kissed him.
“I know you’ve been waiting to come in here for a long time,” Thomas said. “You couldn’t hold back anymore, could you?”
Von Hoffer shook his head no. Thomas reached down and grabbed the RA’s hard dick. They both smiled. Moments later all three of the guys were stripping out of their clothes, preparing for whatever would come next.
Once they had von Hoffer naked. Thomas and Sebastian went to work on his asshole. They bent him over and began rubbing lube on the hole. They massaged it with their fingers and then they began jamming fingers inside him. Von offer had never experienced anything like this in his life. To be penetrated by another guy, let alone two was something that would have disgusted him just a few days ago. The thought of it would have been enough to make him throw up. But here he was enjoying it.
Really enjoying it. So much so, his cock was twitching with excitement. Both of the college guys were impressed with the size of his cock. Sebastian couldn’t keep his eyes off it. He let Thomas play with von Hoffer’s asshole and he went around to the other side and began tugging and sucking on the cock.
He bobbed it in and out of his mouth.
“Goddamn, this is a nice fucking cock,” he said.
Thomas was too preoccupied with the virgin hole he was working three fingers into to care. He loved a tight asshole, especially one that had never been penetrated before. His long, thick, hook bent cock always did a number on virgin holes. And this one would be no different. He would split this tight ass and shoot a big load into it. He would mark it as his territory. No longer would von Hoffer be able to stomp down the hall and bang on his door. How could he? Bang on the door and threaten the guy who had fucked you silly and busted his nut in your ass. What sense would that make?
He was able to get four fingers into the virgin ass. Then von Hoffer started complaining.
“Oh, I don’t think I can take more than that,” he said. “Please be gentle with me. I’ve never done this before.”
Thomas’s eyes lit up. He loved to hear another man beg. He loved to be in control. And to be in control of someone who was supposed to have control over him that just made this feeling even more delicious.
He spread the cheeks and shoved his face between them. He took a whiff of the hole. It smelled fresh and clean.
“You must’ve just showered,” he said. “I like that. A guy who knows how to keep himself clean. Sebastian sometimes goes days without showering.”
Sebastian heard the insult but he was far too occupied with the large cock in his face to pay it much mind.
Von Hoffer let out a loud yelp as Thomas pushed his large cock into his hole. The floor supervisor closed his eyes and started breathing very quickly. He’d never experienced anything like this before. All of this stimulation was too much for him to handle.
Sebastian’s hands began pulling vigorously on his cock.
“Oh, my god, oh my god,” he screamed. “I’m going to cum. Oh please don’t stop.”
This spurred Thomas on. He tightly gripped his hips and pumped his cock into on Hoffer’s ass deeper and deeper. He’d never fucked someone so hard in his life and moments later he threw back his head, grunted and shot his seed into the once-virgin hole.
Von Hoffer could feel the cock pulsating and expanding in his ass. It was a feeling that he’d never forget. It was a feeling that he would go in search of once he recovered from this pounding.
While the boy’s cock was still up his asshole, von Hoffer felt the cum rising in his dick. He wouldn’t be able to hold it in much longer. And he didn’t want to. He wanted to show these two young guys that he could bust big loads.
And that’s exactly what he did. He grunted and groaned as the cum spurted from his dick onto Sebastian’s waiting face. Sebastian tugged harder and harder on the cock, trying to get out every last drop.
All of three of them were locked in an embrace sweaty and exhausted.
The next time von Hoffer saw Thomas and Sebastian he couldn’t help but follow them with his eyes. They must have known that he was watching him. They started rubbing each other’s chest and giggling. Then they kissed each other on the neck and ears and then they began French kissing.
Even though he was in a public place von Hoffer had a burning desire to masturbate. Why had he waited so long to finally experience the pleasure of sex with other men? What had he been missing all these years?
Students in the dorm noticed that something was different about the once vigilant floor supervisor. He no longer banged on their doors or threatened to write them up. Nope, that guy was gone. Now he would smile and great everybody. They weren’t quite sure what had happened but slowly and surely rumors began spreading. And the one that spread the fastest was that Thomas’ big dick had opened his ass and relaxed his spirit. He definitely seemed calmer and more a
t peace with himself.
And to be sure, that night with Thomas and Sebastian wasn’t the last one he spent with them. Not by a long shot. He made regular visits to their room on weekend nights, always under the guise of having to talk to them about some sort of noise violations.
But that was funny because the noise violations didn’t really occur until, von Hoffer had entered the room and the door was closed behind him. The two young college guys always found new way to bring their floor supervisor to new heights of pleasure and ecstasy. Needless to say, at the end of the semester von Hoffer was very sad to see both of them leave. He tried his best to hide his disappointment and he was afraid that they wouldn’t really miss him. He was wrong about that.
Both Thomas and Sebastian wanted to see him again. They’d grown to like him. They all exchanged numbers and promised to keep in touch and meet up after the summer session. And meet up they did.
--THE END--
Eating In
Craig sat on the edge of my bed waiting for Anthony to come out of the shower. This was their normal ritual. They were five months into a torrid love affair. Craig still thought that Anthony was the most attract of man that he had ever dated. Tall and muscular. His chiselled chest covered in tattoos. His gruff masculine voice had been made even deeper from the Marlboro Red’s he frequently smoked.
He was a total stud. The kind of masculine gay dude who made straight guys shudder. The kind of gay dude whom women and girls ogled at. And they never quite believed him when he told them that he was gay. They thought it must have been some kind of joke. A cruel joke that he was playing instead of coming out and telling them that he wasn’t interested.
Craig couldn’t blame those girls. He hadn’t quite believed that Anthony was gay either.
Why would you believe that a guy who kept you from getting your ass kicked was gay?
Because that was how they met. Craig had gotten drunk and horny and had done something incredibly reckless and stupid. He was always so conservative. So unwilling to take risks. But on that night he was unable to contain himself. He was tired of being good, tired of always doing what everyone expected of him. So he took a few tequila shots with a bunch of strangers. And then all of them headed to a nearby by alley that was known for its gay hookups.
Unfortunately for Craig it turned out to be a set up.
The guys he’d been drinking with weren’t gay. They were street hustlers who were hungry to turn fast buck by taking a chump’s cash.
The first fist had crashed into Craig’s stomach. He fell to the concrete without putting up much resistance. A barrage of kicks and punches followed. He thought that they would knock him unconscious, beat him to a bloody pulp, and eventually leave him for dead. So he curled up in a ball and prepared to take the ass whooping. It wasn’t the first he’d been given in his life. But it certainly promised to be the worst.
But all of a sudden, just when he had given up all hope, the blows stopped. He braced himself and waited. He was sure that the beating would continue.
Then he heard fear in the voices of his attackers. He opened his eyes. They were backing up towards a wall. Then he spotted the reason for their fear. A wild-eyed hunk was starring them down. He threatened to beat the shit out of all of them if they didn’t back up.
There were four of them and one of him, but they realized that they didn’t stand much chance against him. He gave them five seconds to get out of that alley and disappear.
“If you ever see me on the street, make sure you cross to the other side,” he said. Before delivering a swift kick to one of their asses.
“Now!” He screamed.
They ducked their heads and dashed out of the alley. All I could do was stare at them in amazement. They had seemed so menacing just moments before. I felt embarrassed for not being able to handle the situation myself.
The muscle-bound hunk who had saved my ass extended his hand and told me his name was Anthony. He picked me up off the concrete and help me brush off my clothes. Then we went to a nearby diner for coffee.
While we walked to the diner, I thanked him profusely. No one had ever come to my rescue like that before.
“It’s nothing,” he said. “You would have done the same for me.”
I looked at him sharply. I was sure that he was making fun of me.
He put his arm on my shoulder and smiled. “Calm down,” he said. “I’m just teasing you. I’ve got a lot of experience with that type of shit.”
“Fighting in alleys?” I asked.
“In alleys, in parks, in rings.”
“In rings?”
“Yeah, I did some MMA fighting for a few years. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten in the ring. But I’ve done my best to keep in shape.”
I looked his body up and down, full of appreciation. He certainly did keep in shape. His huge forearms were covered with full sleeve tattoos. If I had seen him on the street I would have shivered with fear and excitement. I would have found him deliciously attractive yet undeniably terrifying.
Now I understood the fear on the faces of those punks in the alley. I understood why four of them figured it would be a good idea to leave him alone. Walking beside him through deserted streets, I felt a bit of all those emotions.
He could do whatever he wanted to me. There was no way I would try to defend myself. But what I would find out in the coming weeks was that he was an incredibly sensitive and romantic person. That made him both more seductive and more dangerous.
We chatted in the diner for about an hour then I nervously asked him back to my place. He smiled, cocked his head to the side.
“You’re not going to try anything weird, right?”
I could see the playfulness and laughter in his eyes.
“Like what?” I asked.
He hesitated for a minute, stared off into space, then fixed his eyes back on me. “Like tying me up or something like that?”
“No, no,” I said. “I’m not really into that sort of stuff.”
“Me neither,” he said. “But the last time I went home with a stranger I ended up getting chained to the bedposts.”
I laughed and asked him how things had turned out.
“It was all a game to the guy. I guess I passed out and he’d gone to run some errands. When he came back and saw that I was awake he apologized like crazy. He probably thought that I was going to kill him or something.”
“Were you?”
“No. I’m a teddy bear. Are you kidding me?”
“He didn’t seem like any teddy bear I’d ever encountered.”
“I couldn’t wait to get him back to my apartment.”
And I did get him back to my apartment that night. He hasn’t left ever since.
The shower water finally shut off. I felt my body tingling with excitement. He was on the other side of the bathroom door drying himself off and preparing to saunter across the room to get his clothes. He never took his clothes with him into the bathroom. Vanity. Ego. He knew how hungrily my eyes would follow him when he walked across the room. He knew that as I watched him, my hand would subconsciously slip into my boxers and begin stroking my hard cock. He knew that I worshipped his powerful masculine frame. So much different than my own.
The door to the bathroom opened and Anthony came out. The towel was wrapped around his waist. His skin was still wet. I normally stayed on the bed and watched him slowly, methodically get dressed. But today I couldn’t contain myself.
I sprang off the bed and wrapped my arms around his torso. He smelled like mountain fresh body wash. I sucked up the masculine smell. I pressed my hard dick into his crotch.
“Excited to see me?” He said with his perpetual tough guy smirk.
I didn’t need to say anything. I reached up, grabbed his face and kissed him. For a few minutes our tongues darted lustily in and out of each other’s mouth. He had soft full lips. Every time our lips locked I could feel my cock getting hard.
I would say that Anthony was my dream boyfriend,
but that wouldn’t have been true. There was no way I could have imagined someone who was seemingly so imperfect, who turned out to be just what I needed.
I gave him a few last pecks on his chest. I sucked on his huge nipples. He closed his eyes and moaned. I smiled. I loved nothing more than giving him pleasure. I had learned during our first encounter that he had sensitive nipples and liked them to be played with. So whenever he had his shirt off, I made sure to give them the proper attention.
I kissed my way down his chest. Pecs and abs. He trembled slightly as I darted my tongue in and out of his belly button. You wouldn’t think that such a macho guy would be ticklish. But my Anthony was full of surprises and contradictions.
“Oh baby,” he said. “Aren’t we going out to dinner?”
I pulled the towel away from his waist. His large cock flopped in front of my face. It was half hard. I took his balls in my hand and lightly squeezed them. Then I kissed the tuft of pubic hair just above his cock.
“Yes, we’re going to the sushi place down the street. But first there’s some meat I would like to taste down here.”
I looked up at him and smiled.
He put his hand on the top of my head and gently guided me forward to his cock. I grabbed hold of the shaft and stared at it for a few moments. It looked delicious. Long and full with multiple veins running through it.
I got up off my knees and came back with a bottle of lube. I squirted some in my palm and then lathered up his cock. It glistened. I worked my hand up and down the shaft, lightly grazing the head.
He had his eyes closed and head thrown back. My cock was rock hard. I could feel my asshole beginning to get wet. I wanted his cock inside me. I wanted to feel his strong hands on my shoulders. He wasn’t one of those power tops who used his cock as a weapon to pummel you into submission. No, he wasn’t like that at all. For all of his machismo, I sometimes got the impression that he was embarrassed by the size of his dick. That he felt sorry for the pain he would possibly inflict on his bottom.
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