dumb Submission


I've always been the placid shy kid. That and having to strike 3 times during senior high school schoolhouse crippled my social lifetime. I'm 6 feet tall, inadequate brownness tomentum that curls when it gets long, brown oculus and unsubtle shoulders. I'm straight and homophobic to be quite honest. I had a girlfriend back in Calif. in 8th grade but it was really zip grave, just someone to take the air with during classes. In my high school day in AZ, I did superintend to encounter a few Quaker in a job club which offered schoolhouse credit for having a part time job. They hooked me up with a sweet job at a retirement place. It was there I met one of my closest friends I've had in my lifespan.
Randy was my colleague. He was taller than me but also really underweight almost lanky. He had a good gumption of humor but he was a bit of an ass in the manners department. He would bemock me often, foretell me a ‘ goober pea'and stuff like that. My beginning picture of him was he was a bum sort of a jerk but a queer tug nonetheless. Definitely the laziest somebody I've ever met. But I knew I could put up him since this job was so easy and convenient. It wasn't until he invited me to come fume pot with him that our friendship really kicked off.
Its been 3 years now since we really started chilling. 3 twelvemonth of pot, arguments over pot and shit talking on call of responsibility. Our friendship was a weird one. We smoked pot regularly but we were still prone to arguments. Randy was very competitory. He would try to one up me all the metre. He would frequently walk around shirt less with a twain of stew gasp and basketball game short pants pulled over them. I wasn't attracted to him, I was straight. He looked like a holocaust victim after thanksgiving to me. He told me ‘ you suck'any time I played on his xbox, the usual call of tariff lingo. Lately, he's been saying that a lot though. I think he thinks he's pushing my button. Its not unknown to him that I haven't had a lady friend since I met him.
It took one Fri night to totally change our friendship. I was at his planetary house playing xbox sitting in his xbox hot seat which allows for a really laid back office. I wanted to smoke the in conclusion of the pot in the pipe but I had to get up to arrive at it. I got on my knees and reached for the pipe and snap it. I swing my head around to get back in the chair only to smash right into Randy's genitalia. He was in his boxers so he must let been changing or something and I hadn't noticed. He howled and grimaced clutching his junk falling onto his bed.
"You just smash up my bollock with your fount clotheshorse, fuck"he said trying to fight his smile.
I just watched him while I was on the floor while I brought the pipage to my lip to hard currency the bowl.
"what the screw kyle…"he said in a semi-serious whole tone as he marched into the bathroom.
Before I could even exhale randy volley out of the bathroom stark naked with his junk in field view.
"Dude kyle, you bruised my get out nut !"he said with a big smiling grabbing his 6"flaccid gumshoe trying to move his bollock to show me.
I immediately started to get to my feet feeling vulnerable on the base. I was gon na brush aside him and take my ass in the xbox electric chair. Randy is not the type of person to be ignored when he thinks he's being funny. He approaches me in the chair his gumshoe flopping from English to side.
"See ! See the bruise"he asks his tool rightfulness in my peripheral vision.
"Are you fucking kidding me bunghole ?"I said as I looked him in the eyes as he towered over me.
"It's right there !"he said mockingly pointing to his nuts.
It was hard to front him in the eye and keep a straight person grimace. I turned away and continued to die hopelessly in birdcall of Duty. Just then Randy wiggled or something. His soft hawkshaw swung right hand around and hit me on my cheek. Randy backed away laughing. I was stunned at his daring and angry at him too.
"dude ! I'm gon na beat your ass !"I threatened with no real resolve.
Before I could get up Randy walked back in to bathroom. dump I thought. We usually smoke in the lav to belittle the smell. Not wanting to pretermit out I went and knocked on the door.
"C'mon man,"I said leaning on the door in my stoned stupor.
"Didn't get decent kyle ?"Randy asked through the door.
"Dude shut the shag up and let me in you owe me after that asshole,"I demanded.
The door opened too quickly. I fell flat on my face.
"Hahahahahaha !"Randy was cracking up now.
I looked up at him as he once again towered over me consummate defenseless with an 8"boner looking down at me.
"What the piece of ass ?"I asked confused.
"You want to fume here you go dude,"he said grasping his duck and pointing it at my face.
I knew it would be bad to stare at it so I tried to get to my ft but this lavatory was really belittled and randy had shut the room access behind me somehow. I struggled to my knees with my spinal column against the door. I saw Randy take two steps forward. His hammer squished right up on my mouth. My eyes followed the distance of the shaft back up to his pelvic realm. I jerked my mind backwards away from his dick but I smashed the backbone of my head on the door. I turned my head word and stood up abruptly. I was wild. I pushed Randy with all my might. It sent him flying in to the Bath tub. I stormed out and left him laughing trying to get up.
I was angry and jumble. My own boner was straining in my shorts. The look of randy filled my olfactory organ. I thought about just walking out and going habitation. I didn't want to just impart reason I thought it would be too dramatic. I dragged my stoned self into the xbox chairwoman again and began to try my fortune again.
"Kyle ?"Randy bellowed still in the bathroom.
"Kylllllllllle ? ? ?"
I fully intended to brush aside him.
"Oh trade good your still here, of track you are,"he said entering his room once more.
He was still naked ! Godamnit Randy leave me solitary I thought.
"You gon na finish what you started right ?"he asked with comic sincerity.
I looked at him with a quizzical look then my eyes followed his chest down to his raging boner.
"See you know you want it."He said approaching me in the chair.
Before I could react Randy drop his right leg over the chairman standing directly over me in the hot seat. His junk hung in full view of me, silhouetted by the Light of the TV. I started squirming in the hot seat looking up at Randy.
"Just chill dude…"He said pushing his pratfall slowly towards my mouth. I looked him in the eyes expecting him to break off any second. He didn't. Once again the tip of his dick touched my lips. I spasmed backwards tipping the recliner. Randy swooped forward to use his hands to grab the back of the chair. He stopped me from falling back Mary Augusta Arnold Ward. He stood crouched over me his fuckup pointing right at me. Randy pulled the chair further up into a even sitting position. This forced his prick to come at my face like a torpedo. tangency again. Randy gasped.
I scowled and turned my head in defiance but that was the extent of my activity. I knew I should be throwing him off me and beating his look in. I was letting him continue. Randy stood up uncoiled again.
"Dude…."He said looking at down at me.
His peter swung to a lesser extent than an inch from my face. My eyes were locked onto it. His Ball seemed Brobdingnagian to me.
"Its already kissed you dude just…"he reasoned. I couldn't believe him. I couldn't believe my self. My own silence as he stood in my aspect with his tool swinging by my lip and nose. The quiet was almost as toxic as the smell. My oculus were locked on the rod. It seemed magnificent and glorious.
"Just look out your dentition,"he said.
What ? ? ? What does he remember hes gon na -
My query were answered immediately. I watched in slow motion as Randy's rosehip swing forward, his prick parted my sassing. My jaw opened.
My jaw opened ! ! What the fuck ? ? ? This can't be happening. I was actually listening to him.
"Ohhhh yeah that's right,"he sighed his cock resting on my tongue.
Suddenly Randy grabbed my straits with both hands. My paw gripped him tightly the pressure on my head frightened me. The spirit of penis flooded my nose. I watched the 8 column inch of dick enter me. I opened my jaw wider.
"That's it dude, just hold it, take in it all,"he panted. I couldn't see his side. My eyes were in a tunnel vision focused on the pelvic area drawing stuffy to me pushing his boner down my throat. I felt the foreland of his dick walk over my tongue. The veins of the shaft slid easily past my lips. The scent was growing substantial. I felt the bastard graze my gag reflex and I grew frightened as my pharynx contracted.
Randy must have sensed my falter and he began withdrawing his dick. I tried to take care for his look. We finally made eye contact.
"Enjoying yourself ?"he asked with a straight face.
He pulled back till the tip of his dick rested on my glossa. I looked back down at the gumshoe before me.
"Here It comes again Kyle"
His grip on my head was vivid. He plunged his shaft even deeper this time. I gagged but he kept pushing. I could feel the top dog of his putz bend at the back of my throat. More of his shaft slid into my mouth. My oculus were watering from the intrusion. My stress was on breathing. When I did open my eyes I only saw Randy's shaved pubic region not one inch from my eyes. My throat had stopped contracting my I had yet to find a steady breathing pattern.
"Oh that feels great,"Randy grunted. He held me there. My breathing returned to normal despite having a boo-boo lodged in my throat.
How could this be really happening I thought. How after two old age of totally straight friendship do I all of the sudden have Randy's pecker deep down my throat. These thoughts buzzed in my mind as Randy withdrew his pecker again. He only pulled out half way this fourth dimension then he slammed it back in hard. His clod slapped into my Chin hard and rested there. He repeated this several times. I could get wind him grunting.
"Oh fuck !"horny exclaimed.
Randy's grip on my psyche was starting to anguish. I almost couldn't breathe. My nose was filled with his odor. His egg were churning, actually contracting on my Kuki. I could experience his muscles tightening. I couldn't hear him breathing anymore. His hawkshaw pulsed on top of my tongue. The head of his turncock was well down my throat as it spewed Randy's jizz all over. I could feel the warmth and it slid down towards my stomach.
"Christ !"Randy bursted out loud as he pushed his dick as far as it would go.
"Ungh, ……ungh….ungh"Randy grunted each sentence his peter spewed more jizz. He was holding me tight on his pecker rocking me with little minilunges from his orgasm.
"Holy shit kyle that was awesome !"Randy said panting.
I tried to look at him but I couldn't because to his grip. He loosened it just then. The dick was softening in my backtalk. He began to slide it out. I gasped for oxygen. Randy's peter glistened with my spit. I made eye contact with Randy.

"Holy shit Kyle, I just fucked your face………….Say something."
I just looked at him. What the infernal region do I do ?
"What the hell-"I coughed a little, feeling the jizz move in my throat.
"you just sat there gallant,"Randy interrupted.
Randy swung his leg over the chair and collapsed on his bed. I hadn't moved.My face was sweaty. I could taste….well I don't know how to describe it. Salty, Pot…Randy. He was on his spinal column, paste out naked on his bed. I couldn't see his boldness. He propped himself up on his elbows. He was looking at me with an annoying grin. My eyes just couldn't help but trail down his chest down to his six inches of hawkshaw lying over his pull up stakes nut.
"Just admit it Kyle, you're gay,"Randy said with his grin breaking into a smile.
I stood up. I couldn't spirit at randy. My optic stayed on the ground.
"Pl-please don't tell anyone,"I sheepishly pleaded.
"You're secrets safe with me Kyle Haha."
"thanks"
"Oh you quite welcome,"he said with a chuckle
"What now ?"I asked.
For the love life of god why are you still naked Randy ? Once again my eye followed his soundbox down to his dick again. There was a certain masculine beaut about him in the flow pose and he looked at me. No ! No, I thought. I shut my eyes mentally punishing myself for those gay thoughts.
"Well, if you're done staring at my shaft, and sucking it too then ill admit my turn on the xbox."
I curled my clenched fist in anger as I took a seat on his bed and he took a place in the xbox chair.

"Aren't you gon na put some clothes on man ?"I implored.
"I kinda like the way things are going for me in the nude today,"he laughed,"What's the matter can't occlusion staring at my prick ?"he added smiling at me.
This is just great. As if our usual yobo guy banter wasn't obnoxious enough now I had to deal with him knowing I had just swallowing his boner and his gunk in silent submission.
We didn't speak. After 15 mo Randy was getting frustrated with shout of obligation. Each time he died he would rub his now semihard dick a little bit. I watched him intently. deep in cogitate my mind still trying to grasp what I had done today.
Randy glanced at me.
"Sup kyle, what are you doin ?"he said smugly. I was lost in persuasion and it took me 6 seconds before I formulated a response.
"Just thinkin,"I said.
"I'll bet you are. Lot to conceive about."He chided.
He began to rub his dick. It's thick 7 inches almost reached his belly button.
"fop you've been staring at my pecker ever since,"he caught me.
"I can go again kyle. Is that what you want ?"His smile spread ear to ear.
I was angry at him but I couldn't bring myself to say no. Eye contact again. I was speechless.
"Well ?"he pushed. He sat forward and stood up to look me. My eyes were glued to the dry land with quick glances at his now fully vertical boner.
"Hellooooo ? ? Kyyyyyyle ? ?"he said as he wiggled his hip swinging his putz clumsily.
I was forced to attend him in the eye.
"Seriously if you're not going to use that backtalk then I will Kyle,"his smile beaming down at me.
I hung my capitulum in utter shame.
"Get on your knee joint Kyle,"Randy demanded grasping his gumshoe. I didn't move at first-class honours degree. But my torso totally betrayed my idea, my lordliness. Without looking up I slid down to my knees.
"That's what I thought."
I could see the shadow of Randy's dick on the trading floor directly beneath him. It bumped into my forehead.
"Give me your bridge player !"he demanded. I did. He quickly moved my hand directly to the nucleotide of his putz. It felt hot and alive in my helping hand. I still hadn't picked my principal up. Randy guided my hand back and Forth. His skin enveloped his penis as I tugged him and then retracted to reveal an expanding oral sex with a scintilla of pre-cum. I had raised my eyes to confront the tool that had destroyed my dignity, my masculinity, my sanity in all but 30 minutes.
"Mmmkay open up,"Randy blurted as he threw my mitt away to repoint his dick at my mouth. The shaft glared at me menacingly with veins trailing down to those two golf-ball sizing testis dangling below. With his other free hired hand Randy grabbed the top of my head and pulled me forward. The dick made contact with my lips just before I opened up, smearing pre-cum all over them. The head of his dick rested on my tongue for the second sentence. I had to accommodate I was totally turned on as Randy braced my headland with his 2nd hand and began pushing his cock down my throat.
The view before me was astonishing. In a single driving force Randy shoved all eight column inch of his meat down my mouth. Randy bottomed out in the world-class knife thrust. I couldn't believe I was blowing my friend again. I saw the cock sink into me until the solitary matter to see was Randy's torso was not one in from my eyes. I barely even gagged once.
"Mmmm just as serious as last prison term,"Randy grunted as he began to withdraw.
His dick slowly slid out of my throat. He pulled out too far and the glistening cock started bobbing on my lips and poke. Randy did not let go of my head.
"Lil'help kyle ?"Randy asked huskily. I finally looked at his eyes again. He had a genuine look of need on his font. Without breaking eye contact I grasped his dick. I pointed it at my mouthpiece and placed the tip just past my rim. Not half a second later, Randy's blooper was down my throat again. The military unit of his thrust was too often. I could feel tears building up.
"Oh that was abit too hard hehe sorry,"he apologized as he withdrew again for another thrust.
He started humping my face at a slow brace pace making sure to bury as much as he could with each thrust. His balls clapped lightly with my Kuki-Chin. I had managed to catch my breather. What a visual sense I was seeing. Randy's toned torso swung that dick in and out of my mouth with relaxation. The sight of 8"of veiny dick appearing and disappearing before my eyes combined with the intense olfactory modality of man.
It was clear this time Randy was going to last a lot longer this time. I couldn't see a clock. I had completely lost track of time as Randy face fucked me. A small trail of bilgewater fell from my back talk to my chin. I wanted Randy to cum. I wanted him to release but he just kept humping away with seemingly infinite stamina.
"Oh this is the outdo !"Randy gasped rolling his head up at the ceiling while continuing to thrust. I was lost in luxuria as I watched Randy's orchis imagining the measure they would bring about this time.
Randy's breathe was quickening however he had changed tactics. His pelvic muscles weakening he resorted to using his paw to affect my foreland up and down his quill in melodic phrase with his small mini-thrusts.
"Hope you're ready for this kyle… !"
With surprise strength, Randy slammed his hawkshaw so hard into my mouth it hurt.
"Ungh………ughn….."
One close bit of effort, randy used his paw to agree me tight on his hawkshaw. His ventilation had stopped. I could feel his muscles tightening. His egg drooped on my chin ; pumping and pumping. My ticker was racing and it seemed loud as hellhole. It seemed my heart metre matched the pulsing of Randy's dick as it writhed and throbbed. I opened my centre only to stare directly at Randy's pubic region. The inevitable had arrived. I could feel wave after wave of Randy's jizz filling my throat. I coughed a little causing Randy to snap out of raptus to watch me. He was rum to see me deal with his freight. Still pulsing in sexual climax, Randy released his work force from my top dog, his flub still lodged in me. I began to pull my mind back making sure not to graze the barb with my tongue. As it withdrew from my pharynx I made eye contact with Randy. I was confused by his formulation but I still had the urge to go down on it once more. And so I did. Free of any influence, I willfully leaned forward causing his dick to expand my throat once more.
"Mmmm…..you like that don't you ?"randy moaned.
I bobbed my head on his dick twice more before grabbing it with my hand and pulling it out with and audible plop ! I looked up Randy who was watching me.


"what fourth dimension can you come over tomorrow ?"he asked.

role 2 ? ?