Ken James Fiction


Bi-College Sample 1 - Boys Without Girls

I slid my hand into my sweat pants and wrapped my fingers around my swollen cock. Rick was mostly watching the video, but also stealing frequent glances at me. That was all right. Watching him was turning me on WAY more than the video.

Suddenly feeling silly about trying to hide what Rick knew I was doing, I pulled the waistband of my sweatpants down, freeing my cock and balls.

Rick was staring at me while fingering his own rod through his sweatpants.

"I bet I can give you a better blow job than any girl."

I didn't think I'd spoken aloud until Rick laughed. "It's probably true. Who would know how to work a dude's Johnson better than another dude?"

"You really want it." I started rubbing my index and third fingers over my cock-head, gripping my dick with my other fingers. He answered by pulling his sweatpants down.

Jocks are pretty casual about nudity. I'd seen Rick's cock almost every day since we became roommates, but this was the first time I'd seen it rock hard with a swollen head and precum running down his length and over his balls.

Rick reached for his stiff dick. I caught his hand and guided it to my rod. He didn't hesitate, but started jacking me off while I played with his hardware.

"Did you mean it?" he asked. "About sucking my cock?"

"It's not just the girls keeping their legs closed." I looked at his stiff pole. "We both know what we want."

"Yeah." Rick surprised me by taking me in his arms and kissing me open-mouthed. We hadn't showered or shaved that day. His beard stubble felt strange at first, but the roughness against my lips and cheeks quickly became an extra turn-on. His strong male smell was hot and sexy. We fondled each others' cocks and balls as we continued kissing passionately.

Rick was a good kisser. As good as any girl I'd known, even Lee Ann. I'm not sure how much time we spent making out on the couch, but it only seemed like a second had passed when he pulled away. "Let's go to bed."

We left our T-shirts and sweat pants in the living room and went into my bedroom. We stood at the foot of the king-sized bed, staring at each other's naked bodies in the soft light from the nightstand lamp.

"Travis . . . " I didn't know what he wanted to say or why he'd stopped. It didn't matter. For the last months, we'd been intensely aware of each other's naked bodies, but dismissed it as jock stuff.

Rick remained standing with his feet spread and his hands at his sides. I sank to my knees in front of him, gripping his swollen shaft with one hand and squeezing his balls with the other. A big drop of precum glistened at his tip. I licked it off and followed up by taking his big round head in my mouth.

The taste of Rick's precum was as exciting as a girl's juices. I held my lips tight as I moved them slowly over his cock-head, alternating between kissing his tip and taking it into my mouth to caress with my tongue.

"Jeez!" he gasped as my tongue probed his cum-slit. "This is the best I've ever been sucked."

I couldn't get enough of his long thick pole, playing with his nuts and jacking his shaft as I gradually took him deeper into my mouth. My gag reflex kicked in when I tried to deep throat him, but I still managed to swallow an impressive amount of his rod.

He put his hands on the sides of my head, holding it in place as he fucked my face. My hand made a sheath around his plunging shaft, jacking him off while keeping him from ramming the back of my throat and choking me.

Rick's dick throbbed and his balls tightened. He was about to come. I let my hands drop to my own painfully hard cock and balls, playing with them as he slammed that swollen pecker between my tightly clamped lips.

"Oh fuck!" Rick cried, firing his first shot. It splashed against the back of my throat, hard and hot. Before I could react, the next pulse was on its way, almost overwhelming me with its gamy male taste. I gulped frantically as he filled my mouth with waves of cum, managing to swallow all of it.

Rick stopped, breathing like he'd run a quarter mile. He released my head and put his hands on my shoulders to steady himself. His cock softened. I kept it in my mouth, big and hot, still leaking traces of semen. It felt good holding it my lips, tasting his sweat and cum.

I let Rick's cock slip out of my mouth, then rose to my feet, took him in my arms, and kissed him. His tongue probed my mouth eagerly.

"You and your teenage friend," he said. "What was his name again?"


"Yeah. How'd you and Kevin do it?"

"The first time, he laid on his tummy with his butt in the air and told me to stick it in."

"I'd like you to fuck me, that way."

"Okay." I pulled the quilt off the bed and gestured to the bare sheets. "Get on your belly. With your legs spread."

Rick moved into position. I stopped at the foot of the bed to admire his muscular buttocks and the sexy view between his legs.

His stiff pole pointed downward, with his cock-head and the top inch of his shaft pressing against the sheet under his bulging balls. I kissed the underside of his dick and licked his balls.

"Go on and fuck me," Rick said. "I'm ready. Just take it easy."

"All right. Raise your ass a little." His cock snapped to full attention when he lifted his pelvis. I reached between his legs and fondled him briefly. "That's right. Spread those butt cheeks for me." I took a little squeeze bottle of lube from the nightstand drawer, coated my index finger, and pressed it into his tight little puckered hole.

"Oh!" Rick gasped.

I stopped with the tip of my finger just inside him. "Does it hurt?"

"No. It feels weird, but I've got the biggest hard-on ever. Keep going." Once again, I reached between his legs and felt his cock. It was rock-hard and its head was slippery with precum.

"Here you are." I pushed my finger in to the first joint. Rick's butt hole was really tight. "Relax. Take long deep breaths." I slowly worked my finger in and out, gradually going deeper. Once I'd gotten his sphincter muscle to relax, it was a lot easier.

In a couple of minutes, I was finger-fucking him hard and fast. "How's that?"

"Jeez!" He was moaning and pushing his butt back to meet my thrusting finger. I pulled it out, added more lube, and slid it back inside, twisting it around to coat his ass with the thick slippery liquid.

When I had Rick good and slick, I lubricated my crossed index and middle fingers. He moaned and humped the sheet as I worked my fingers into his butt. It didn't take him very long to get used to the extra thickness.

"Do you want it exactly like my first time with Kevin?" I finally asked.


"All right." I was kneeling between his legs. I smeared lube on my painfully-stiff rod, lowered my weight onto his back, and slid my cock-head between his buttocks until it found his tight little hole.

"Fuck!" he whispered as I started in. "Is this how you did it?"

"My cock was smaller, and it wasn't Kevin's first time. An older boy taught him."

Rick's asshole was amazingly hot and tight, even after the aggressive fingering. I pushed forward slowly, easing up slightly when he began to resist, then resuming the pressure, gradually going deeper until my balls were finally pressing against his buttocks.

"Oh man, I can sure feel that!" he gasped as I pulled most of the way out, then slid back in. "Fuck yeah. Give it to me good!"

I fucked him faster and harder as his anal muscles relaxed. Lying on top of Rick, I had almost total control. Held down by my weight, all he could do was roll his pelvis in time with my increasingly rough thrusts.

The tension built in my balls until I exploded, filling his ass with wave after wave of hot cream. Spent, I collapsed on top of him, feeling our hearts beating together.

My dick softened and slipped out of his butt. I rose to my knees. He rolled onto his side, facing me.

I laughed at the big streak of precum on the sheet between us. "What's so funny?" he asked.

"The first few times Kevin and I fucked, the guy on the bottom came by rubbing his cock against the sheets. Then, we realized our moms were seeing the stains when they did the laundry. We wondered what they thought."

We took a shower together, then went back to the living room.

The José Quervo bottle was still on the coffee table. We decided another shot wouldn't hurt us.

"Here's to the girls, bless their little hearts." Rick lifted his glass. "Pussy's still great, but it's not the only game in town anymore."

We clinked glasses and downed the tequila. I looked at my empty glass thoughtfully before setting it down. "I wonder what's going to happen with Bobby and Kathy."

"I don't know," Rick said, "but it's going to be interesting."

He was sure right about that.

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