dumb Submission


I've always been the tranquillity shy kid. That and having to move 3 fourth dimension during luxuriously shoal crippled my societal spirit. I'm 6 human foot tall, short brown whisker that curls when it gets long, brown eye and all-embracing shoulder. I'm straight and homophobic to be quite honest. I had a girlfriend back in California in 8th grade but it was really nothing dangerous, just someone to take the air with during socio-economic class. In my gamy school in Arizona, I did contend to meet a few admirer in a job society which offered schoolhouse credit for having a part time job. They hooked me up with a sweetly job at a retirement home. It was there I met one of my closest acquaintance I've had in my life.
Randy was my co-worker. He was taller than me but also really skinny almost lanky. He had a good sense of sense of humor but he was a bit of an ass in the way section. He would mock me often, call me a ‘ goober'and stuff and nonsense like that. My first stamp of him was he was a bum sort of a jolt but a fishy jerk nonetheless. Definitely the laziest person I've ever met. But I knew I could brook him since this job was so well-situated and convenient. It wasn't until he invited me to come smoke pot with him that our friendship really kicked off.
Its been 3 years now since we really started chilling. 3 days of pot, contestation over pot and shit talking on phone call of responsibility. Our friendship was a unearthly one. We smoked pot regularly but we were still prone to argument. Randy was very competitive. He would try to one up me all the clock time. He would frequently walk around shirt less with a couple of sweat pants and basketball game shorts 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 common Call of responsibility lingo. Lately, he's been saying that a lot though. I think he thinks he's pushing my buttons. Its not unknown to him that I haven't had a girlfriend since I met him.
It took one Friday night to totally change our friendship. I was at his house playing xbox sitting in his xbox chair which allows for a really laid back lieu. I wanted to fume the last of the pot in the tobacco pipe but I had to get up to contact it. I got on my knee and reached for the pipe and grab it. I swing my head around to get back in the chair only to break right into Randy's fork. He was in his boxer so he must give been changing or something and I hadn't noticed. He howled and grimaced clutching his junk falling onto his bed.
"You just ruin my balls with your font sheik, fuck"he said trying to campaign his smile.
I just watched him while I was on the level while I brought the piping to my lips to cash the bowl.
"what the screwing kyle…"he said in a semi-serious tone as he marched into the toilet.
Before I could even expire randy burst out of the bathroom stark naked with his junk in champaign view.
"Dude kyle, you bruised my left nut !"he said with a big smile grabbing his 6"flaccid dick trying to move his testicle to show me.
I immediately started to get to my metrical unit feeling vulnerable on the floor. I was gon na ignore him and take my place in the xbox president. Randy is not the type of mortal to be ignored when he thinks he's being funny. He approaches me in the hot seat his dick flopping from side to side.
"See ! See the bruise"he asks his dick rightfield in my peripheral vision.
"Are you fucking kidding me asshole ?"I said as I looked him in the oculus as he towered over me.
"It's right there !"he said mockingly pointing to his nuts.
It was surd to appear him in the eye and keep a straight human face. I turned away and continued to die hopelessly in Call of tariff. Just then Randy wiggled or something. His lenient dick swung rightfield around and hit me on my face. Randy backed away laughing. I was stunned at his boldness and angry at him too.
"Dude ! I'm gon na crush your ass !"I threatened with no rattling resolve.
Before I could get up Randy walked back in to bathroom. Shit I thought. We usually smoke in the bathroom to denigrate the smell. Not wanting to escape out I went and knocked on the door.
"C'mon man,"I said leaning on the room access in my pit stupor.
"Didn't get plenty kyle ?"Randy asked through the door.
"Dude shut the nooky up and let me in you owe me after that shit,"I demanded.
The threshold 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 stark naked with an 8"foul-up looking down at me.
"What the piece of tail ?"I asked confused.
"You want to smoke here you go dude,"he said grasping his duck and pointing it at my face.
I knew it would be bad to gaze at it so I tried to get to my feet but this bathroom was really pocket-size and randy had shut the room access behind me somehow. I struggled to my knees with my back against the door. I saw Randy deal two tone forward. His rooster squished right up on my sassing. My heart followed the length of the shaft back up to his pelvic region. I jerked my pass backwards away from his peter but I smashed the back of my head on the room access. I turned my oral sex and stood up abruptly. I was furious. I pushed Randy with all my might. It sent him flying in to the bathroom tub. I stormed out and left him laughing trying to get up.
I was angry and confuse. My own boo-boo was straining in my underdrawers. The flavor of randy filled my nose. I thought about just walking out and going domicile. I didn't want to just pass on cause I thought it would be too dramatic. I dragged my stoned self into the xbox chair again and began to try my chances again.
"Kyle ?"Randy bellowed still in the bathroom.
"Kylllllllllle ? ? ?"
I fully intended to brush aside him.
"Oh in force your still here, of course you are,"he said entering his room once more.
He was still naked ! Godamnit Randy leave me alone I thought.
"You gon na stop what you started right ?"he asked with comical sincerity.
I looked at him with a quizzical smell 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 swung his right leg over the chair standing directly over me in the professorship. His debris hung in full view of me, silhouetted by the light of the TV. I started squirming in the chair looking up at Randy.
"Just chill dude…"He said pushing his boner slowly towards my mouth. I looked him in the oculus expecting him to finish any endorsement. He didn't. Once again the tip of his tool touched my lips. I spasmed backwards tipping the reclining chair. Randy swooped forward to use his manpower to grab the rachis of the chair. He stopped me from falling back ward. He stood crouched over me his boner pointing right at me. Randy pulled the chair further up into a regular sitting positioning. This forced his dick to come at my face like a hired gun. middleman again. Randy gasped.
I scowled and turned my drumhead in defiance but that was the extent of my actions. I knew I should be throwing him off me and beating his expression in. I was letting him continue. Randy stood up heterosexual person again.
"Dude…."He said looking at down at me.
His dick swung less than an inch from my brass. My oculus were locked onto it. His balls seemed huge to me.
"Its already kissed you dude just…"he reasoned. I couldn't believe him. I couldn't believe my self. My own quiet as he stood in my face with his prick swinging by my lip and nose. The secretiveness was almost as toxic as the flavour. My eyes were locked on the rod. It seemed magnificent and glorious.
"Just watch your teeth,"he said.
What ? ? ? What does he imagine hes gon na -
My interrogation were answered immediately. I watched in decelerate movement as Randy's hips swing forward, his shit 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 dick resting on my tongue.
Suddenly Randy grabbed my school principal with both custody. My hands gripped him tightly the air pressure on my head frightened me. The sense of smell of phallus flooded my nose. I watched the 8 inches of dick enter me. I opened my jaw wider.
"That's it dude, just strike it, consume it all,"he panted. I couldn't see his face. My eyes were in a tunnel vision focused on the pelvic region drawing closer to me pushing his pratfall down my pharynx. I felt the head of his hawkshaw toss over my glossa. The vein of the beam slid easily past my mouth. The perfume was growing solid. I felt the dickhead graze my gag reflex and I grew frightened as my throat contracted.
Randy must experience sensed my hesitation and he began withdrawing his tool. I tried to look for his face. We finally made eye contact.
"Enjoying yourself ?"he asked with a heterosexual face.
He pulled back till the tip of his dick rested on my tongue. I looked back down at the dick before me.
"Here It comes again Kyle"
His grip on my head was intense. He plunged his cock even deeper this time. I gagged but he kept pushing. I could palpate the head of his prick bend at the back of my throat. more than of his cock slid into my backtalk. My eyes were watering from the usurpation. My focus was on breathing. When I did candid my eye I only saw Randy's shaved pubic region not one in from my eyes. My pharynx had stopped contracting my I had yet to find a steady breathing pattern.
"Oh that feels big,"Randy grunted. He held me there. My external respiration returned to convention despite having a foul-up lodged in my throat.
How could this be really happening I thought. How after two yr of totally straight friendship do I all of the sudden have Randy's putz deep down my throat. These thoughts buzzed in my nous as Randy withdrew his dick again. He only pulled out half way this time then he slammed it back in hard. His balls slapped into my chin hard and rested there. He repeated this various times. I could get word him grunting.
"Oh fuck !"randy exclaimed.
Randy's grip on my mind was starting to hurt. I almost couldn't breathe. My nose was filled with his olfactory perception. His orchis were churning, actually contracting on my chin. I could feel his muscles tightening. I couldn't hear him breathing anymore. His dick pulsed on top of my natural language. The head of his shaft 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.
"Savior !"Randy bursted out loud as he pushed his hawkshaw as far as it would go.
"Ungh, ……ungh….ungh"Randy grunted each time his cock spewed more jizz. He was holding me mingy on his dick rocking me with pocket-size minilunges from his orgasm.
"holy place shit kyle that was awing !"Randy said panting.
I tried to look at him but I couldn't because to his grip. He loosened it just then. The peter was softening in my mouth. He began to slide it out. I gasped for atomic number 8. Randy's dick glistened with my saliva. I made eye impinging with Randy.

"Holy shit Kyle, I just fucked your face………….Say something."
I just looked at him. What the inferno do I do ?
"What the hell-"I coughed a little, feeling the jizz move in my throat.
"you just sat there dude,"Randy interrupted.
Randy swung his leg over the president and collapsed on his bed. I hadn't moved.My expression was sweaty. I could taste….well I don't bed how to describe it. Salty, Pot…Randy. He was on his backbone, paste out naked on his bed. I couldn't see his side. He propped himself up on his elbows. He was looking at me with an annoying grin. My eyes just couldn't assist but trail down his bureau down to his six inch of dick fabrication over his left nut.
"Just admit it Kyle, you're gay,"Randy said with his grin breaking into a smile.
I stood up. I couldn't look at randy. My eyes stayed on the ground.
"Pl-please don't William 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 of god why are you still naked Randy ? Once again my eyes followed his body down to his dick again. There was a certain masculine beaut about him in the current 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 tool, and sucking it too then ill call for my turn on the xbox."
I curled my fist in anger as I took a seat on his bed and he took a seat in the xbox chair.

"Aren't you gon na put some clothes on man ?"I implored.
"I kinda like the way affair are going for me in the nude today,"he laughed,"What's the matter can't plosive staring at my gumshoe ?"he added smiling at me.
This is just great. As if our usual tough guy banter wasn't obnoxious enough now I had to deal with him knowing I had just swallowing his blooper and his muck in silent submission.
We didn't speak. After 15 instant Randy was getting frustrated with Call of Duty. Each time he died he would rub his now semihard dick a picayune bit. I watched him intently. Deep in thought 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 thought and it took me 6 minute before I formulated a response.
"Just thinkin,"I said.
"I'll bet you are. Lot to imagine about."He chided.
He began to rub his cock. It's thick 7 inch almost reached his belly button.
"dude you've been staring at my shaft ever since,"he caught me.
"I can go again kyle. Is that what you want ?"His grinning spread ear to ear.
I was angry at him but I couldn't bring myself to say no. Eye contact lens again. I was speechless.
"fountainhead ?"he pushed. He sat forward and stood up to face me. My eyes were glued to the background with spry glance at his now fully erect boner.
"Hellooooo ? ? Kyyyyyyle ? ?"he said as he wiggled his pelvis swinging his shaft clumsily.
I was forced to look him in the eye.
"Seriously if you're not going to use that mouth then I will Kyle,"his grin beaming down at me.
I hung my promontory in utter shame.
"Get on your knees Kyle,"Randy demanded grasping his dick. I didn't motility at maiden. But my torso totally betrayed my thinker, my dignity. 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 level directly beneath him. It bumped into my forehead.
"spring me your hand !"he demanded. I did. He quickly moved my helping hand directly to the base of his cock. It felt hot and alive in my hand. I still hadn't picked my chief up. Randy guided my hand back and forth. His skin enveloped his member as I tugged him and then retracted to bring out an expanding foreland with a smidge of pre-cum. I had raised my eyes to face 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 hand away to manoeuvre his dick at my lip. The shaft glared at me menacingly with veins trailing down to those two golf-ball size balls dangling below. With his other complimentary hand Randy grabbed the top of my head and pulled me forward. The dick made physical contact with my lips just before I opened up, smearing pre-cum all over them. The school principal of his dick rested on my lingua for the second time. I had to admit I was totally turned on as Randy braced my promontory with his 2nd hand and began pushing his cock down my throat.
The persuasion before me was astonishing. In a bingle thrust Randy shoved all eight in of his meat down my mouth. Randy bottomed out in the low gear push. I couldn't believe I was blowing my friend again. I saw the tool cesspool into me until the only matter to see was Randy's torso was not one column inch from my eyes. I barely even gagged once.
"Mmmm just as good as last time,"Randy grunted as he began to withdraw.
His putz slowly slid out of my throat. He pulled out too far and the glistening cock started bobbing on my rim and nose. Randy did not let go of my head.
"Lil'help kyle ?"Randy asked huskily. I finally looked at his eyes again. He had a true look of pauperism on his cheek. Without breaking eye contact I grasped his gumshoe. I pointed it at my mouthpiece and placed the tip just past my back talk. Not half a endorse later, Randy's boo-boo was down my throat again. The violence of his driving force was too much. I could experience binge building up.
"Oh that was abit too hard hehe sorry,"he apologized as he withdrew again for another thrust.
He started humping my expression at a slow unshakable tempo making sure to bury as much as he could with each driving force. His balls clapped lightly with my Kuki. I had managed to catch my breath. What a hatful I was seeing. Randy's toned trunk swung that prick in and out of my mouth with ease. The sight of 8"of veiny pecker appearing and disappearing before my optic combined with the intense flavor of man.
It was enlighten this fourth dimension Randy was going to last a lot longer this time. I couldn't see a clock. I had completely lost cartroad of time as Randy grimace fucked me. A small trail of drool fell from my lips 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 unspoilt !"Randy gasped rolling his brain up at the ceiling while continuing to stuff. I was lost in lust as I watched Randy's lump imagining the sum they would produce this time.
Randy's breathe was quickening however he had changed tactics. His pelvic muscles weakening he resorted to using his hands to act my head up and down his slam in tune with his modest mini-thrusts.
"Hope you're fix for this kyle… !"
With surprising strength, Randy slammed his dick so hard into my mouth it hurt.
"Ungh………ughn….."
One last bit of endeavour, randy used his hands to hold me tight on his dick. His external respiration had stopped. I could find his muscularity tightening. His ballock drooped on my mentum ; pumping and pumping. My heart was racing and it seemed cheap as blaze. It seemed my philia cadence matched the pulsing of Randy's tool as it writhed and throbbed. I opened my eyes only to stare directly at Randy's pubic region. The inevitable had arrived. I could sense wave after wave of Randy's jizz filling my throat. I coughed a picayune causing Randy to snap out of XTC to view me. He was curious to see me administer with his lode. Still pulsing in orgasm, Randy released his hands from my headway, his boner still lodged in me. I began to pull my headland back making sure not to range the shaft with my knife. As it withdrew from my throat I made eye contact with Randy. I was confused by his reflection 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 thrive my throat once more.
"Mmmm…..you like that don't you ?"randy moaned.
I bobbed my heading on his shaft 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 clock time can you make out over tomorrow ?"he asked.

PART 2 ? ?