Date: Fri, 11 Jul 2008 22:17:34 EDT
From: Wacko1900@aol.com
Subject: i lost, but i won 6

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We left off with Justin blowing Tyler for the seventh time even though he
was upset that Tyler cheated on his girlfriend.

Part 6

There was a lot of drama the next few days.  I will tell you quickly about
it.  Right after I blew Tyler and fingered him that Friday night, we ate
dinner with his girlfriend.  During dinner, Tyler got a text message from
another girl.

His girlfriend got really mad, "Why does she always text you?  Why does she
want to know what you are doing tonight?  Doesn't she have a fiancˇ?"

This was not the first time she got upset that girls text Tyler all the
time.  That night, the two of them got into a huge fight.  Tyler broke up
with her the next day.  That night, he told me that he "kissed" Rose on
Thursday night, which I already knew.  When he says the word kiss, he
really means make out.  He also told me he was going to spend the night
with Rose.  They were just going to hand out and he was going to take
things slowly.  He seemed sincere when he said that.

The next morning, I woke up and saw Rose's away message.  She was already
and work and Tyler was back in his room.  Once again, it said something
like how amazing her night was.  Jamie texted Rose immediately and found
out that Tyler and Rose had sex.  I was furious.  Tyler told me he was
going to take things slowly.  I normally would not care if he had sex with
Rose.  This time was different because he lied to me.

We woke Tyler up to bitch at him.  He knew right away that we knew he had
sex.

After Jamie went off on him, Tyler says to me, "You probably don't want to
be me friend anymore, right Justin?"

"I can't stop being your friend because of this.  That would be worse for
both of us.  I am extremely pissed off at you for lying to me though."

Tyler went back to sleep.  Later in the day we talked about it again.

"You know, I feel like you just want to get off in any way, shape, or form
by anyone.  That includes me.  I'm not blowing you because you want it from
me.  I'm blowing you because you just want to get off.  I feel like you are
using me because you know I like you and you know I'll blow you anytime you
want it."

"Well, a few times I was and I am sorry."

"Once again, I think it's best that we stop with the sexual things.  We
both need to work on it together.  I know you are always horny and I always
love flirting with you during racquetball and blowing you after.  We need
to stop though."

"I agree."

That was one week before spring break.  Right before break, I got mono and
went home early.  During break, Jamie IMed me and told me that one of my
close friends who was suspended from school IMed her.  I had recently told
him what me and Tyler were doing.  He was emotionally unstable.  He told
Jamie and I was cheated on her with Tyler.

My heart stopped.  When she IMed me, I happened to be on the phone with
Tyler.  I told him and told him how sorry I was that I told my friend.  I
was shaking.  Jamie told me to call her.  I hung up with Tyler and called
Jamie, who was hysterical.  She told me she knew I didn't do it but asked
me why my friend would say that.  Two of her previous boyfriends had
cheated on her, so she knew how it felt.

I told her I did not know.  She calmed down.  She visited me over spring
break.  Apparently I kept acing "gay" according to her.

"Are you sure what your friend said isn't true?"

She asked me this several times.  I finally said, "Listen, I did not cheat
on you with Tyler.  BUT, before we started dating, I did jerk off with him
a few times because we were curious.  That's all."

She was shocked.  She was not mad, but shocked.  I was telling her the
truth, well, part of it.

After break, I ended up blowing Tyler another six times in the next two
weeks.  So much for not doing anything sexual.  One time we were changing
for racquetball in my swim team locker room.  Tyler started rubbing his
dick through his shorts while texting people.

"I'm so horny."  He said.

I started rubbing his dick through his shorts.  I was sitting and he was
standing.  He then pulled down his shorts.  I continued to stroke his dick.
While he was texting people, he moved even closer to me, inviting me to
suck his dick.  I started to suck his dick in the locker room.  This was so
hot!  This lasted for maybe about five minutes.  He then pulled out of my
mouth and pulled up his shorts and put his cell phone away.

"Ok, lets play racquetball."

I was confused but didn't say anything.

"I got to keep you wanting more."  He said.

I wish we kept going, but I finished the job after racquetball back in my
room.

On Friday April 11, Tyler and I wanted to go drinking.  I told Jamie the
previous night that maybe the four of us could go out together, meaning
her, Rose, Tyler, and me.

"What are you doing tonight?"  Jamie asked.

"I'm going to go out with Tyler.  You and Rose can go out somewhere
together.  We want to have a guys night out."

"You said that the four of us could go out together tonight.  Why can't we
just do that?  We are all friends."

"I said it was a thought.  Tyler and I want to have a guys night out.  I
figured you and Rose would want a girls night out."

"You are being a real dick, Justin!"

I was confused and pissed off.  I let out my rage immediately on the
racquetball courts with Tyler.  I thought about breaking up with Jamie.
Tyler and I went out that night.  I got very drunk very fast.  Who shows up
at the party we were at around 1 in the morning?  Of course, Jamie and
Rose.  I started yelling at her, but Tyler calmed me down.  They eventually
left.  I told Tyler I wanted him to spend the night with me because I was
pissed and did not want to be alone.

We planned on me blowing him while we were drunk that night because it
would be so much more fun.  By the time we got back, it was four in the
morning and I was not in the mood to blow him.  We went to bed, I started
feeling Tyler's butt.  It felt so good.  He fell fast asleep.  I badly
wanted to cuddle with him, but did not.  When we woke up he asked me if I
did anything to him.  I told him I just felt up his butt and nothing else.
I blew him once again that morning.  Later in the afternoon, I broke up
with Jamie because there were several other things I was not happy about
with our relationship.

The following two weeks were by far the most dramatic two weeks of my life.
Monday night, I planned to blow Tyler again.  Tyler was hanging out with
Rose and Jamie while I finished my lesson plan for the next day.  He came
down to my room to tell me to call police because Jamie was
hyperventilating.  She went to the hospital because she had a 104 fever and
had an anxiety attack.  Of course I thought it was my fault.  I went back
to my dorm at about 12 that night and Jamie was out of the hospital.  I
then blew Tyler before I went to sleep.

Tuesday I was woken up at 1:30 in the morning because someone I knew wanted
to commit suicide.  Wednesday, before I blew Tyler, he was lying in my bed.
I grew a pair of balls and went up next to him and started cuddling with
him for a few minutes.  I was rubbed up right against him, my penis on his
ass, and my hands messaging his pecs and stomach.  He was so warm, it felt
amazing.  Then I blew him for the sixteenth time before he went to math
class.  (I know, I am pathetic for knowing the exact number.  It scares me
how much information I remember from this.)

Later that night something was bothering me and I needed to talk to Tyler.

"I know how defensive you are when gay people tell you that you are cute
and stuff like that.  Does all of the flirting and me touching you
inappropriately during racquetball bother you.  Or today when I cuddled
with you.  Does that make you feel uncomfortable?  Because if it does,
please tell me and I will stop.  I don't want to make you feel
uncomfortable."

"The cuddling made me feel uncomfortable at first.  But then I realized
that we are getting closer everyday and then I was ok with it."  He
responded.

"Ok, but if there is ever a time that you feel uncomfortable with what I am
doing, even if I have done it before, please tell me and I will stop."

"Ok."

At this point, I forgot to mention, Tyler was completely done with Rose and
now had another girl.  He did not want to have sex with her because she had
a bush.  That was his reasoning at least.  But these two have kissed a lot.
He was trying to distance himself from her because she was very clingy and
obsessive, wait, that sounds like Jamie!  No, he wasn't making out with
Jamie.

Anyways, this girl was very annoying and I wish he never got to know her.
Whenever we would have dinner or lunch, she would have to be there too.  On
Thursday night, Tyler wanted to go out and so did his new girl.  He invited
me, so of course I went.  I had to work the next morning at 8:30, Tyler had
a class at 9, and so did his lady friend.  Therefore, we wanted to be out
of this party by midnight.

I had maybe five or six drinks and was set for the night.  Tyler kept
drinking and drinking and drinking.  I saw him making out with this girl,
even though he didn't want to kiss her in public anymore.  That made me
sick.  At maybe 11:30 or so, I showed Tyler a text, so that no one heard us
talking.  It said, "I'm horny.  17 tonight?"  I meant that I wanted to blow
him for the seventeenth time.

At first he did not understand it.  I then said, "You know, bj."

"Oooohhhhhhhh.  Yeah, definitely man.  It will be awesome."

It was now about 12:15 and we had still not left.  He wanted to wait for a
few more minutes because another one of his lady friends was coming.  He
told me to stop him from drinking anymore.  I tried to, but he was like,
"Man just one more."

That turned out to be about four more drinks.  On the night, he had at
least twelve drinks.  He held his alcohol pretty well and was not
completely "wasted".

Finally at about 1:15AM, we started walking back to the dorms.  His lady
was helping him walk.  At this point, I was completely fine and knew
exactly what was happening.  His lady went to her dorm and told me to make
sure he got into bed alright.  I would make sure he got into bed alright,
don't worry...

Unfortunately, when we got back to his room, one of his friends who I hated
to death, was walking back with us.  He was also drunk and wanted to play
guitar hero.  Tyler told him no and that he was going to bed.  This kid
hung around for about another fifteen minutes.  I was getting pretty pissed
off.

He finally said, "Fine, I will leave and let you two do whatever it is that
you do."

Oh my God!  Did he know?  No way he knew.  I know Tyler has not told ANYONE
about us because he does not like the fact that he is doing sexual things
with a man.  I brushed it off and watched him walk down the hall and out of
site.

I went to my room and waited while Tyler changed and went to the bathroom.
He came to my room, shut the door and locked it, even though I always keep
it locked.  He always does that just to be safe.  He was lying on my bed
and said he felt pretty dizzy.

That didn't surprise me considering how much he had to drink.  I went over
to the bed and sat there with him.

"I want you to fuck me, Justin?"

"What?"  Did I hear him correctly?

"I want you to fuck me, but I know you won't because you are a pussy."

"I'll do it, I just never expected you to want to be fucked."

We had previously talked seriously about him fucking me.  I was very
worried about it because I had never done it before.  I told him that I
thought I was ready and that I didn't want any other guy fucking me than
him.  He said he was not sure if he was ready because it was a big step for
him.  I told him it was a big step for me too.  I thought it was weird that
he said he was not ready because before we talked about anal sex seriously,
he had said several times how badly he wanted to fuck me.

Back to that Thursday night.  I could not believe me ears.  My "straight"
friend, Tyler, wanted bisexual me, to fuck him?  What is the world coming
to?  I had heard from Rose that Tyler wanted her to shove a dildo up his
ass which took me by surprise.  I kept that little secret to myself.
Normally Tyler and I tell each other EVERYTHING about what other people say
about us or about or sex lives, including when we jerk off and stuff like
that.

We both got naked and I started rubbing Tyler's already rock hard dick.  I
grabbed the lotion (I did not have any lube unfortunately) and put some on
my fingers and on his ass.  I started fingering his ass and tried to get
hard myself.  I have this problem where I can get hard no problem when no
one is around, but once someone is around, I can't get hard and stay hard.
It's very embarrassing.  I was pretty sure I was not going to be able to
fuck Tyler.

I kept fingering him while stroking my own dick, trying to get and stay
hard.  Finally I was hard, and I tried to stick my dick in Tyler's ass,
missionary style.  I put a ton of lotion on my dick and in his ass so it
would make for an easy entry.  Nope, I kept trying but my dick would not
enter his ass.

"How about I fuck you."  Tyler said.

"Ok."  I said.

We switched positions, I was now lying on my bed with him on top of me
ready to insert.  He grabbed some lotion and started putting it on his dick
and fingering my ass with it.  He then shocked me by doing something he had
never done before.  He started rubbing his dick on mine to try to get me
hard.  He then did the unthinkable.  He took my dick and put it in his
mouth!  I was beginning to think that Tyler was getting gayer by the
second.  I KNOW I was a big influence on that.  He started sucking my dick
and I was in heaven.  He did not do it for very long, maybe two minutes
max.  He then said my dick tasted good.  I told him that there was lotion
all over it.

He stopped playing with my dick and started paying more attention to
getting his dick up my ass.  He was rock hard.  Every time he pushed
against my hole, I could feel his hard dick trying to make its way up my
ass.  Even with all of the lotion, my ass was not allowing his dick to
enter.  Every time he thought he was in, he definitely was not.  It would
slip past the anus and rub against my crack.

"I'm definitely in now."  He would say.

"Trust me, Tyler, you are definitely NOT in yet."

"They make it look so easy in the porno videos.  Why doesn't it just slide
right in?"

"I don't know.  Probably because I'm not a porn star and have never been
fucked before."

We decided to switch positions.  Tyler was going to lie down on my bed
while I sat on top of his dick.  I leaned forward, inches from his face, so
that his dick could get to my anus.  I guided his dick to my hole as he
pushed.  Once again, it took many trials.  Finally he went in.

"OH MY GOD THAT HURTS!"  I said.

"Do you want me to pull out?"

"No, just stay there for a minute while I get used to it."

The initial entry hurt so badly.  I had to sit there and wait for about a
minute before the pain went away.

"Ok, you can keep going, but SLOWLY."

Before I knew it, all seven inches of his dick was in my ass.  It did not
feel like his whole dick was in there, but it was.  He started moving his
hips up and down, up and down.  We both were groaning very loudly at this
point.  It did not hurt me as much now.  Each time he went all the way in
though, I felt a little bit of pleasure and a little bit of pain.

His dick would come out of my ass a few times while he was doing this.
Luckily, since he finally got it into my ass, each time it was easier for
him to reenter my ass.  We would occasionally hear talking out in the hall
and Tyler would immediately stop moving so that no one could hear us.  I
was still leaning towards him and inches from his face.  I thought I was
going to cry because this was so amazing.  Tyler was still not completely
sober yet.  It was probably about 3AM at this point.

All of a sudden, while he was still fucking me, he licked my neck and gave
it a little playful bite.  I have wanted to kiss Tyler since the first time
I sucked his dick last semester.  After he did that, I felt no regrets or
fears as I dove down and started kisses Tyler.  He kissed me back.  It
wasn't tongue on tongue hardcore making out or anything.  It was lips to
lips and I tried to add a little bit of tongue, but he did not open his
mouth much.  That lasted for maybe 15 seconds, but I was extremely happy at
this point.

"Wow!  I can't believe this is happening."  I said.

"Well it is happening.  Are you going to cry or something?"

"No, I'm just so happy."

"I really have to pee, I won't be able to cum until I pee."

"Alright, go to the bathroom."

"Should I go naked or put my boxer briefs on?"

"Don't go naked.  Someone might see you and it does not look good if you
came out of my room naked."

"Ok, I'll be right back."

I lied in my bed happy as can be, patiently waiting for Tyler to return.
He came back and we started going at it again.  This time he suggested we
try doggie style because it was easier for him to put his penis up my ass.

I did not particularly like this way because I was not facing him.  I was
groaning really loud at this point and was sweating a whole lot.

"Oh yeah, Justin.  I love fucking you.  Your ass is so tight.  It feels so
good on my dick."

"Fuck me Tyler.  Yeah, that feels so good."

That went on for maybe ten minutes.  Tyler could not cum because he was
pretty drunk.

"Alright, how about you suck me off so I can cum, for some reason I can't
cum in your ass."

"Ok."

As soon as I put his dick in my mouth I knew that it was a mistake.  That
dick was just in my ass and it was covered in lotion.  It tasted
disgusting, but I went along and did it anyways.  It only took a few shorts
minutes for him to cum.

We both lay there completely exhausted.  I drank some water and then leaned
in and kissed Tyler again for another twenty or so seconds.

"Wow!  I can't believe I just kissed a guy."  Tyler said like he hadn't
just kissed me about half an hour ago.  I figured he was going to sleep in
my room tonight.

"I don't sleep well when I'm not in my own room, so I'm going to go back to
my room."  He said.

"Ok, Tyler, thank you.  It was great."

"Don't take it personally."  He said as he left my room.

Don't take it personally?  What was that supposed to mean?  Of course, me
being me, I took it to mean that he used me again.  He just wanted to get
off so he used my ass.  I went to bed at about 3:45, got up at 7:45 to
shower and went to work.  When I woke up, I tasted lotion still in my mouth
and was so happy to finally take a shower.

Later that day, I see Tyler and he says, "I only remember like half of last
night."

"Do you remember what we did?"

"Yeah, of course I do.  I don't regret it at all."

"Then what don't you remember?"

"Just some of the stuff at the party.  I drank way too much."

"Do you remember that we kissed?"

"We kissed?  No, I don't remember that."

I figured that he definitely did remember that but he did not want to
remember that because that was a lot more intimate than him fucking me.
Whatever...

Later that day, the same girl who wanted to commit suicide on Tuesday,
wanted to do it again.  I immediately called the cops and took care of it.
I was completely drained that day because of the dramatic week and I only
slept for about four hours the previous night.

Saturday night, Tyler and I decided to go out again.  We drank a lot and
got drunk pretty fast.  We both went upstairs to get away from the alcohol.
Tyler started throwing up.  About thirty minutes later, I started throwing
up.  Tyler was in much worse shape than I was.  It was about 1AM, I was in
good enough shape to walk back to the dorms, but Tyler did not want to.
The people who lived there said we could sleep over.  I did not want to
sleep over, but I was definitely not leaving Tyler here alone.

We planned on me blowing him when we got back and were drunk.  Once again,
this was not going to happen.  Oh well.  I tucked Tyler in and he fell fast
asleep immediately.  I gave him a kiss on the cheek and then went to the
other bed.  When we woke up the next day, I never told him that I kissed
him on the cheek.  We went back to my room to sleep a little bit more.  I
ended up blowing him once again and we went to sleep for a little longer.
At that point, I thought that maybe the drama would be over for the rest of
the semester.  I mean we only had two more weeks of classes and one week of
finals left.  How much worse could things get?  Well, I was completely
wrong.  Something happened that night that I never wanted to happen, but it
did...

Ok, that's all for now.  I know you want to read more.  But I got to keep
you wanting more.  Therefore, I thought this was a great place to stop.
I'm sorry for including so much drama.  But I feel that it was very
important and it moved the story along.  Keep sending me emails with
comments and questions.  I will post the next, and final chapter shortly.