Surrendering to My Gay Lusts

From the moment I saw him I knew he would be the one to break my resolve. My preacher had warned me there would be temptations. He told he that I had to forever abstain from my desires the moment I confessed to him that I was attracted to men. That I would be "made anew in heaven" free of my unnatural desires if I could simply fight and remain pure til the end.

But looking at Mark, I knew that there was going to be a problem. I had seen beautiful men before, but never the likes of this one, and as he walked around the dorms, His muscles stretching out the tanktop that looked like it was drawn on, I coveted. I lusted.

And when his green eyes locked with mine; noticed the scutiny, the desire flooding through me--and the rock hard bulge in my pants, he smiled. My heart stopped.

He knew, And he liked it.

He was going to come over and introduce himself, I could see it in his eyes, and I fled.

I wheeled around and all but ran to my room, locking the door and sending a thousand silent prayers to help me be strong and resist my baser thoughts.

The ones telling me how soft his lips would be agaist mine, how he would drag them down my chest to my--No!

I had to stop, My cock was raging hard, begging to be released from my jeans. But I knew I wouldnt be able to control the urge to jack off thinking about him.

Cold shower. That's what I needed.

I grabbed my towel and hit the showers, washing away the dirt from my body.

I had always been in good shape, And since I had started the weight training class my lean form had filled out, softly rippling with muscles. I had recently cut my hair shorter, It no longer got in my eyes, but was still just long enough to be tousled and messy looking.. long enough for him to pull I thought before I could stop myself. While the water had cleaned my body, It wasn't doing anything for the dirty thoughts that plagued me. Sighing, I turned off the water, wrapped the towel around my waist and went back to my room.

I pulled on a pair of sweats and was staring at my wall, trying to clear my head when there was a knock at my door.

Dread pulled at my core. I distanced myself from the other guys, trying to keep myself out of temptation's path, and therefore didn't have a lot of friends. Noone should be knocking at my door.. unless.

I opened it to the smiling face of the demon. That's all he could be, what else would tempt me so cruelly? My hand drifted to the small silver crucifix choker I wore as I said hello.

"Hey, My names Mark, I just wanted to introduce myself,"he said,"I saw you in the hall earlier but you seemed to be in a hurry."

"I'm Alex, but everybody calls me Lexi. About earlier, I ,uh had to study. still do actually.."

"You sure you cant talk for a minute?"he asked,"inside?" hes aid, motioning behind me to my room.

"uh.. sure" was all I could get out.

He slipped past me and sat at my desk looking totally at ease, still wearing jeans and a tank, and barefoot.

I closed the door and sat on my bed feeling under-dressed, shirtless, in sweats that did nothing to hide my growing arousal at having him in my room.

Damn.

He even smelled good, his spicy woody cologne just detectable now that I was only two feet from him.

"So.. I guess you know I'm new here. I'm from San Francisco, where are you from?

"I'm from Iowa." I said awkwardly.

"Ouch, can't be many guys out there" he laughed

I froze.

"What? " I asked icily.

He seemed thrown off guard by my tone.

"Uh.. Hey. I saw the way you looked at me in the hallway. I'm from S.F.. I know when I'm being cruised." He said slowly, trying to figure me out. " You still closeted or something?"

"Something like that" I said wearily.

"Whats the matter?" he asked looking confused.

"I don't want to go to hell." I said simply, almost whispering, fingering my crucifix again.

He looked like he'd been slapped. His brows came together in a brief flash of anger before he stopped, looking at my face as I bordered on tears, thinking about how I was sinning just with my thoughts. My whole body ached with the conflict that raged within me, desire and lust coursing thru my body while my mind screamed that I was evil.

I was so caught up in this I didn't even notice him move until he was sitting next to me, putting one arm around me and pulling me close.

"Hey, I'm sorry. It's okay."

Oh god he was touching me. It felt so good I couldn't think. I took a shaky breath, my nose filling with his musky scent as he gently tilted my face to his. My blue eyes met his green, and then closed as he pulled me into my first kiss.

The world exploded around me as his lips locked with mine, his tongue sliding between my lips and into mine as I responded, moaning softly when he broke it to look into my face.

"Does this feel wrong?", he asked.

"No." I whispered.

He shifted bushing me down onmy back and pressed a kiss to my neck.

"Does this feel wrong?"

"N-N-No.."I moaned as he sucked lightly at my neck, biting gently .

"How about this?" As he circled his tongue around my nipple.

My breathing was coming in ragged gasps as he continued his way down my chest pausing here to lick the contour of an ab, there to bite gently just above my hip.

And then his head was at my waist band, biting the elastic, pulling it up and letting it snap back in place. Eyes on mine, he lowered his head to the massive tent being thrown by my dick. I gasped, my hands clutching the sheets, my hips rising off the bed to meet his mouth as it came down on my bulge. I almost came right there.

"No!" I gasped, he sat up immediately, a frightened look on his face, afraid he had passed some sort of boundary. I chuckled at his expression and his face relaxed. I sat up, shifting to the side to push him down on the mattress.

I stared at him for a long moment, lost. My hands trailed up and down his chest and I marvelled that this angel - for no demon could ever make me this happy - was mine to play with.

I took his shirt off slowly, then slid over his body, marveling at how we fit together so perfectly, and reveled in another kiss, bringing another low moan to my lips.

Slowly I explored his body down to his jeans reveling in the taste of him. Glancing up for permission I unbuttoned his jeans one at a time, forcing myself to go slowly, the tension ratcheting up as I undid the last button and pulled.

He lifted his ass and the jeans slid down to reveal the smallest tight boxer briefs I had ever seen. They barely contained his cock, straining along the waistband, begging to be freed.

I obliged and his cock snapped back against his belly and a soft moan broke thru his lips.

There was already a generous amount of precum oozing from him and I stuck out my tongue and licked experimentally. His moan matched my own as my tongue touched his pulsing rod, It tasted.. good! There was no more room for thought as I greedily pulled him into my mouth, It felt good, The silky hot hard length slipping in and out of my mouth, his hands wrapped in my hair gripping my head and moaning like an animal as he stared to thrust into my mouth.

While I focused on the taste of my fist cock, I felt a tugging down by my ankle, and without ever releasing his rod from my mouth, swiveled around so my hips were at his head.I felt the sweats ripped off my body and torn from me, and he pulled me into place straddling his face, and pulled my cock into his mouth.

My head shot up from him, a strangled groan escaping me as the warm wetness clamped around my cock and started moving up and down. I was all but thrashing on top of him, lost in ecstasy as he expertly pulled me into his mouth to my pubic hair. I didn't even know how it was possible.He guided my head back to his cock and my moans were muffled by the cock in my mouth I couldn't go all the way down like he could, but I gave it my all, and based on the animal noises of satisfaction he was liking it. Before I knew what was happening the feelings started to increase in intensity, building on themselves, the heat rushing from my groin though my core and out my lips in a series of ragged gasps and moans..

"Oh god, Mark, I'm cumming!" I gasped out.

He grabbed my hips and pulled me down to the hilt, my pubes scratching his chin As everything stated to turn white,I couldn't see, I couldn't think, The intensity of it making my body spasm and jerk as I started to shoot rope after rope of cum down his throat and into his mouth. As I started he pushed my head back down to his cock, no sooner had my lips touched his head that it exploded in my mouth, the sweet thick jizz coming to fast for me to swallow, leaking down my chin.

When the world came back into focus I realized the little contented moans were coming from me. Mark ran his hands over my chest and stomach as my body still gave little twitches and starts of pleasure, the shifted so he was back on top of me and kissed me, pushing my cum into my mouth, mixing with his as our tongues darted around each others mouths.

A peaceful lethargy was spreading over me. I was sweaty and sticky with the cum that had escaped our mouths during our orgasm, and I didn't care. Laying there in the afterglow I didn't care about anything.

I don't care if I went to hell for this.

I had found my own heaven.

Seeming to read my thoughts, Mark kissed me, starting gently the ramping up the passion until my breath came ragged, and asked "Do you really think that that could be evil?"

I grinned and shook my head, pulling him back for another kiss.

I was hard again. So was he.

"Good," he said, "because I have something else to show you."

Pulling back he reached for my hips and tuned me over, pulling me up onto my knees.

Pulling my body back to his, he plated a kiss between my shoulders, and then two more down my spine. He bit just at the top of my ass, eliciting a moan, and the shoving me forward so my face hit the bed and my ass went in the air, and stuck his tongue against my hole.

My back arched. My breath came in a gasp. It was indescribable.

My body tried to arch off the bed but he was ready with a hand between my shoulder-blades shoving me back down to the mattress to moaned and whimper while his tongue traced around my hole, slipping in, circling around in a figure 8, I was losing my mind in the waves of pleasure coming from my ass. I felt myself loosening, his tongue penetrating deeper each circuit.

I don't know how long I lay there, time has no meaning in that kind of bliss. And then he pulled back, but only for a second as his finger took its place pushing in slowly, me pushing back, wanting more. A second joined the first, and he finger fucked me for a few seconds one hand roaming all over my body, my moans bordering on screams at this point. I was glad it was an old building with thick walls, the others would have thought someone was dying I'm sure.

The fingers pulled out and I felt something else prodding my hole, something bigger, smoother.

"Are you ready?"

"yes.." I almost hissed as he started to push into me.

"Oh god!" It hurt. Fuck it hurt. I was being split open. I was going to die, I was sure of it.

But I refused to back down. He slid another inch into me and I gasped into the pillows, fighting back the pain. It felt different somehow, It went from a knifes edge to a stretched feeling as he sank all the way inside of me and waited. I held perfectly still, panting and moaning, forcing myself to wait a minute, and the pain eased.

He pulled back and it hurt, but it was shot through with a streak of pleasure.. I groaned. He started pumping in and out of me slowly, hands on my hips his breath coming in little gasps every time his hips pressed into my ass. My muscles started to relax as the pain faded away, I started to press back into his thrusts, He picked up the tempo fucking me into the mattress.

My moans came faster and faster

"Oh god! fuck! fuck!! oh! fuck! fuck me! yeah!"

I never figured I'd be a screamer. I was usually a very quiet person, but I couldn't help it. The pleasure ripped thru my body and demanded release. I panted and moaned while he fucked me crazy. then he grabbed my hips and leaned back till he was sitting, twisting me on his cock till I was facing him, kissing me our moans stifled in eachothers mouths.

I just sat there for a minute until he leaned back and whispered, "ride me."

I settled on my knees pressing down, forcing as much of him into me as I could. Then I lifted my self up till only the tip held him in my hole, and slid back down onto him. His back arched into th mattress, eyes closing, mouth open into a low moan. I picked up he pace slowly, riding him faster and faster. It was his turn to sting obscenities and strangled groans.

"Fuck! Yes! Oh god ride me!! fuck yeah! MMmmm god, don't stop!"

In a sudden move he sat up, barely giving me time to readjust my legs before he slammed my back down and his weight on top of me, my legs wrapping around his lower back, my breath coming in a grunt as he slammed into me with everything he had. I could tell he was getting close, his moans more urgent, a desperate look on his face while he slammed into me again and again my own cries of pleasure matching every thrust as I jacked off. The build up was insane, I could feel every time his cock slammed by my prostate, the pressure building in both of us, .

"Fuck. Mark I'm going to come! I want uh!! I want you to cum in me! Fuck! Ohhnn yeah...Uh Uhhn UH OHHH FUCK I'M CUMMING!!"

I don't care how thick the walls were, the dead heard that one.

I shot my load all over my chest, spraying far enough to catch some on my cheek, my hands clamped on Mark's back pulling him into me.

Marks face looked tortured he leaned down over me, his moans frantic as his cock jack-hammered into my hole sweat pouring down his chest. His eyes rolled up and he slammed into me hard, "Fuck", he moaned into my ear, pulled back, slammed into me again. I could feel the cum jetting from his cock, it was incredible. he lay gasping and twitching on top of me, the final shudder wracking his frame as he pulled out and collapsed on top of me.

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written by phillk