There Is Always A Price

[yo2324]

Next part???

[Guest]

Maybe his book remained untouched, but how about his ass?

[RotzBBengel]

Wonder what's going to happen next?!? Guess it's only a matter of time until young Calvin takes the next consequent step...

 

Now that I think about it, it must be very liberating when together with your intelligence all your fears and worries and hang-ups are gone as well - simply because you can't really grasp the underlying concept anymore...

 

Maybe if I was just a little dumber, I would be poz by now - knocked up at the tender age of 12 or 13...

[cumluvnbottom]

Author's note:  Sincere apologies for the long delay.  Dealing with some writers block and a few very busy months at work.  The story has also become a little longer than expected (oops) but I do have the next chapter almost done so that should be posted in a day or two (and the final chapter is an epilogue of sorts to wrap up loose ends and, hopefully, won't take too long either).  If you read and enjoy this or my other stories, thank you for your patience.  :-)

 

 

 

Part 3:  Changed Circumstances

 

 

Calvin slumped low in his seat, his eyes drooping.  He was not having a good day.  

 

He wanted to listen — he really did — and he knew he should be able to.  But the professor was rambling on about… well, something.  Calvin wasn’t even sure what the hell the old guy was talking about.  He just felt trapped in this stuffy old classroom. 

 

He had arrived over fifteen minutes late to class…  and he was lucky he had made it all all. He had taken a bus to campus but ended up going two miles in the wrong direction before he realised something was wrong.  When had bus schedules gotten so complicated?   

 

He kept thinking about the things that Seb had said.  But that wasn’t real.  It couldn’t be… you can’t suck someone’s brains out through their dick.  He was smart!  He had always been the smartest kid in the room.  Always.  So why did he feel like his brain was so fucking slow? 

 

There was, of course, just one topic he couldn’t stop thinking about.  Thoughts of sex - of cocks and asses, of armpits and feet, of cum and piss — were always on his mind. At home, or walking down the street, or even here in class. He could barely look at a guy without imagining the scent of his sweaty ballsack, the taste of his cum, or how good it would feel to get the stranger’s cock in his ass. He was getting hard just thinking about it.   

 

He hadn’t fucked around with anyone since Tommy a couple days ago… but he had watched a lot of porn over the weekend.  Once he had remembered his laptop password anyway.  That had taken awhile.  He had watched porn before, of course, but never gay porn.  And now he had all sort of things he wanted to try — ideas gleaned from the videos,

 

“Mr. Watts?  Earth to Mr. Watts?”

 

“Huh?”  Calvin looked up realising someone was calling his name.  

 

Fuck! The professor stood at the aisle a few feet from his seat.  

 

“Am I boring you, Mr. Watts?”

 

Calvin felt sweat begin to bead on his forehead.  “Um… no?”  That seemed like the safest answer.  

 

“Really?   So tell me then, what type of response is the limbic system associated with?”

 

“Lem-bick?”  The word sounded familiar but Calvin wasn’t sure what it was.  Why couldn’t this guy just talk english?

 

“Come on now, its a simple question.   Or have you somehow shuffled into the wrong classroom?  Arriving late, I might add.”

 

The other students all laughed and Calvin’s face felt red.  They all thought he was an idiot.  No.  No.  No.  This couldn’t be happening.  He was smarter than them… 

 

… He was supposed to be anyway.   But he wasn’t so sure anymore.  

 

“I don’t know.”  His voice cracked, almost a croak, and his eyes were burning.  No.  He wouldn’t cry.  He wouldn’t… 

 

A sob escaped from somewhere in his chest. 

The professor paused, frowning.  “The correct answer is emotional responses.  If you are going to succeed in this class, you are going to need to start reading the assigned text.”

 

Calvin was grateful when the professor turned away without further comment. but it felt like everyone in the class was still laughing at him. He slumped further down in his seat.  

 

When class was dismissed he grabbed his bag and ran from the room.  He didn’t even bother packing his textbook, leaving it behind on the desk.

 

Once he was away from the classroom he felt a little better.  It was so good to get out of that stuffy old room.  How had he ever found that stuff so interesting?  It was so fucking complicated.  He hated it.  

 

“Fuck classes today.”  He muttered. “I need to clear my head of all that bullshit.  I can figure this out.  Just have to focus….” 

 

He didn’t even realise that he was thinking out loud.  It was just easier to stay focused when he talked through his thoughts.   

 

Calvin watched people as he walked.  Well…he watched the men anyway.  He couldn’t help but look at the crotches as he walked across campus.  His cock was hard and throbbing and his hole was flexing as if demanding to be fed.  What the hell was happening to him?  He tried to be subtle about it but he was sure at least a few guys noticed.  

 

The middle of campus was the Quad.  A large open space where students tended to congregate His eyes immediately were drawn to two guys throwing a frisbee on the lawn.  Both bare chested, lean, and muscular.  Wet dreams come to life. Calvin stopped absently and enjoyed the view. Bet they’re in a frat, he thought.  

 

The blond was wearing a baseball cap set backwards to cover his uncombed hair.  He had a firm chest, small brown nipples and a sexy six pack.  Black trackies sagged slightly on his hips.  Calvin loved the white stripe running up the side.  That was cool.   

 

The second man was similar, handsome and sexy but with dark hair and an unshaven face.  No beard, like he had skipped shaving that morning.   Nice fit body.  His jeans seemed to hang effortlessly, just covering his crotch, despite not wearing a belt.  No pubic hair was visible. This guy must shave down there, Calvin thought absently.  

 

“What are you looking at, fag?”  It was the blond.

 

“I… I’m…” Calvin’s mind went blank.  Panic.

 

“I asked you a question.  What are you stupid or something?” He took a step towards Calvin.  

 

“Lay off, Kirk.”  The dark haired guy rolled his eyes.  “Nothing wrong with looking.  Plus he’s kind of cute.”

 

“Yeah.”  The blond’s angry expression vanished and he started laughing.  “But it was hysterical.  I bet he almost pissed himself.”

 

Calvin’s mind was just starting to put the pieces together. “Your just… teasing?”

 

“Yeah, dude.  You’re good.”  The blond - Kirk - said.  

 

“More than good in my opinion.”  The dark haired guy came forward.  His eyes drifted down Calvin’s body like a caress.  “I’m Evan.”

 

“Nice to meet you, I”m Calvin.”

 

“As in the underwear?” Kirk laughed as if it were the most witty thing ever said.  But Calvin didn’t really understand.  

 

“Don’t worry about him.”  Evan said as he moved close to Calvin.  

 

He smelled so good.  Masculine and a hint of sweat.  Calvin licked his lips.  His eyes moved, of their own accord, to Evan’s crotch. It looked pleasantly full.  Calvin’s own cock began to plump up in response.  

 

Evan noticed.  “You like what you see?”

 

“Oh for fuck sake.”  Kirk sighed.  “Enough with the song and dance.  Lets just get back home and you two can fuck already.”

 

“Well, ignoring my boorish friend, I would love for you to come over.”

 

“Cool.”  Calvin smiled.  His cock was fully hard now.  “I’m game.”

 

Evan put his arm around Calvin’s shoulder.  “Come on.  We don’t live far.  Just a couple blocks off campus.”

 

“I assume this is going to be a freebie?” Kirk asked Evan as he fell in alongside them.    

 

Evan only scowled a silent ‘shut up’ look at his friend. 

 

Calvin didn’t understand what the hell the were talking about but it didn’t really matter.  All he knew is that he was about to get fucked again.  And THAT was all that really mattered.  

 

As they walked, Evan’s hand slipped from Calvin’s shoulder, down the back, finally resting with his hand cupping Calvin’s butt.  Calvin wondered if he should be embarrassed… anyone could see!… but it felt so good he couldn’t bring himself to care.   

True to Evan’s statement, the trio arrived at an apartment just a few minutes away.  They had talked during the walk and Kirk had said they liked having their privacy away from the dorms.  He said something about having found a way to make some extra college money, but again Evan shut him up with a glare.  Kirk laughed again but Calvin couldn’t figure out why… so he just ignored it.  He had a feeling he might be doing that a lot from now on.  

 

The apartment wasn’t terribly fancy or anything, just simple yet solid construction.  Calvin didn’t really have time to look, however, as Evan pulled him in close before the door was even shut.  Their lips met and Calvin forgot all about the apartment.  

 

Evan’s hands roamed freely around Calvin’s body and Calvin returned the attention.  Face.  Nipples.  Arms.  Abs.  Ass.  Crotch.  Everything received a little attention.  Both men were hard and aching in their jeans. 

 

Calvin absently noticed Kirk had got himself a beer and sat nearby in a chair.  Watching them.  Smirking.  His hand rubbing his own crotch.  Calvin licked his lips absently at the bulge he could see there… but then Evan’s hands on his shoulders, pushing him gently down to his knees, brought his attention back.  

 

He glanced up at Evan for permission and, once he received a nod, eagerly unbuttoned and unzipped the jeans between his and what he wanted.  He could smell the other man’s musk…. sweat, cum, maybe a slight smell of piss.  It was captivating.  His fingers reached in and wrapped around the cock waiting for him.  

 

It wasn’t as big as Tommy’s cock had been but it was bigger than Calvin’s own cock.  Calvin wondered if he would ever see a cock as big as Tommy’s again.  But the thought drifted away as he focused on the very real and very present cock in front of him.  It reminded Calvin of a banana with its very curved shaft.  It was about as big as a good size banana as well.   The groin was shaved smooth.  

 

Other than a moment to gaze at the cock and to savour the aroma, he didn’t hesitate.  His lips kissed their way down the shaft, then back up.  His tongue swirled around the pleasantly thick head, getting just a hint of the taste of pre-cum.  It only made him hornier.  

 

Finally he opened wide and let the cock slip into his warm and waiting mouth.  Evan’s hands wrapped around Calvin’s head and — gently but determinedly — pressed deeper into the warm and waiting mouth.  

 

“Yeah.  That’s it cocksucker.”  Kirk said from his chair. “Get him good and wet.”

 

Calvin could see from the corner of his eyes that Kirk had his cock out now and was stroking himself in time with Evan’s thrusting cock.  He knew he was horny, he knew he craved it, but he had’t know how much he NEEDED cock until this moment. 

 

Evan slipped his jeans down further and Calvin saw that he had a tattoo on his groin.  He wondered, briefly, if it hurt to get a tattoo… especially there.  The design seemed familiar with three incomplete circles — they looked a bit like claws or pincers or something, vaguely threatening, radiating out from a central circle. One pincer pointing up, one facing left, and one facing right.  It looked very familiar to Calvin. He had seen it on chemical bottles and such.  But he couldn’t think of what it meant… and he didn’t really care.  It looked cool.  He let his fingers stroke it absently as he sucked the cock.  

 

“You like that?”  Evan asked, smiling down.  “Do you know what it means?”

 

Calvin just shrugged.  He didn’t want to look stupid… and his mouth was full anyway. 

 

“I’ve got one just like it.”  Kirk said.  “Maybe we can get you one just like it soon.”

 

He was chuckling again.  He liked to laugh a lot, Calvin decided.  

 

Evan’s cock was deep inside his mouth, the curved shaft sliding across his tongue, and demanding entry into his throat.  Just like with Seb, his body just seemed to know what to do.  He tilted his head back to open his throat, swallowed, and let the cock slide balls deep.  

 

“Oh, fuck yeah.  That feels so good.”  

 

“It looks hot from here too.”  Kirk said.  Calvin couldn’t talk, but he moaned his happy reply.   

 

Evan pulled his cock all the way back to Calvin’s lips.  Then pulled all the way back in with one determined thrust.  Then out again.  Then in.  Quickly building up speed until he was face fucking the willing cocksucker.  

 

Calvin could taste the precum coating his tongue and it was driving him wild.  Evan’s ballsack started to lift, the thrusting becoming more erratic, the fingers gripping his head just a little tighter… 

 

And then Evan stopped. Suddenly.  Pulling his cock out of Calvin’s mouth.  

 

Calvin dove forward.  Trying to get it back in his mouth.  

 

“Not yet, babe.”  Evan gently held Calvin back from his cock.  He was breathing hard and his cock looked like it could cum with just a touch.  “I’m not ready yet.”  

 

“Why don’t you come over here.”  Kirk said.  He waved his very hard cock.  “You can suck on this.  I’m sure Evan will find something to entertain himself.”

 

With just the briefest of pauses to look to Evan for permission, Calvin scrambled over to kneel between Kirk’s thighs.  

 

This cock was so different from Evan’s.  It was uncut, like Seb’s had been over the weekend, and about an inch shorter than the curved dick he had just been sucking.  But it was thick.  Damn thick and unbent.  A patch of blond hair surrounded Kirk’s cock…. trimmed perhaps, but not shaved.  

 

Calvin happily opened his mouth and swallowed the big cock.  Despite his strangely acquired new skills, he gagged when he tried to sink the cock into his throat.  He felt like he was trying to fit a 7 inch pipe into a 5 inch hole.  

 

But he kept working the cock in his mouth and trying to coax his throat to open a little wider.  

 

He felt hands at his hips.  Evan.  Unbuckling his belt.  Unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. Pulling them down.  Exposing his ass.   He knew what was coming.   His hole started quivering in anticipation. He lifted his knees so Evan could slide the pants off.  

 

Evan gave his butt a playful slap.   “Damn.  That’s a nice ass.  Got to get a taste.”  He knelt down and his tongue found it’s way to Calvin’s puckered hole.  

 

Calvin moaned.  His whole body was spasming.  Like electricity was surging through him… but in a good way.  And as he moaned, his throat opened and Kirk’s cock finally slipped deep.  

 

Calvin gagged around the thick invader but Kirk was merciless.  The blond man’s hands were tight on his head.  Not letting him up.  “Fuck yeah!  Deep throat my cock, bitch.  Your throat feels awesome!”

Panic rising. Face red.  Body struggling. 

 

Finally the hands loosened and Calvin’s slipped back, letting the cock slide out of his throat.  Out of his mouth.  He gasped desperately for breath.  It took a couple minutes before his breathing calmed down.  Evan’s tongue continued on his ass.  Licking.  Sucking.  Teasing.  Tormenting.  

 

“Come on, boy.”  Kirk frowned when the red finally started to drain from Calvin’s face.  “You would think you’ve never sucked cock before.”

 

‘Only… only two before today.”

 

Evan pulled off his ass.  “Hot damn.  A newbie then.  Been fucked before?”

 

“Just once.”

 

“Shit.  I would have loved to claim your cherry.  Still…. you have a great ass and I’m still going to fuck you.”

 

“Yes… please.” Calvin’s ass swayed slightly.

 

Evan paused.  Then sighed.  “Do you want me to wear a condom?”

 

The memory of Tommy trying on the condom flashed through Calvin’s mind.  “No… they don’t feel good.”

 

“Are you sure.  You do know that we’re both…”

 

“Shut the fuck up, dude.”  Kirk hissed.  “He doesn’t want a condom.  And you don’t want to wear one anyway.”

 

Evan glared at Kirk but, after a moment, just shrugged and let the subject drop. Calvin tried to figure out what the two guys were arguing about.  He felt like he were missing something obvious but he had no idea what.  

 

Calvin forgot all about it, however, as Evan shifted forward so his cock, achingly hard, slid up and down the crack. 

 

Calvin cooed.  “Please.   I need it.  I need it so bad.  Please put it in me.”

 

“As you wish.”

 

And Evan’s shifted his dick, pointed it straight into Calvin’s anal ring.  And pushed.  The hole hesitantly opened for him.  “Fuuuuuuuuuck!  Damn you are tight… you feel so good.”

 

I’m making him feel good. I’m making him happy!  The thought made Calvin feel proud. 

 

He didn’t even hesitate when Kirk’s dick prodded his lips.  He opened his mouth and let it inside.  The two cocks moved almost in sync.  In and out of his ass.  His mouth.  Evan’s hands gripping his hips, pulling him back into the fuck.  Kirk’s hands holding his head still so he could thrust his cock  into Calvin’s mouth and into his throat. 

 

Calvin gagged but that only seemed to make Kirk laugh and thrust all the harder.  “Yeah, bitch.  Choke on that big dick.  You keep doing that and you are going to get me off real quick.  Do you want that?  Do you want my dirty cum floating in your belly?”

 

A moan, from somewhere deep inside, was the only reply that Calvin could offer. A low sound of pure lust.  His eyes were red, tears flowed down his cheeks, his nose was running, his chin covered with the slime his gagging throat was kicking up… but he had never felt so sexual. Never felt so alive.  

 

“Here it comes, cocksucker!  Take it!  Take my load.”  Kirk’s hands tightened on the back of Calvin’s head, pulling him all the way down the shaft, balls deep, and held him there.  Then the shaft started to heave and flex … and Calvin knew Kirk’s load was firing directly down his throat.  

 

Evan’s thrusts had also sped up, become frantic.  His fingernails were digging into Calvin’s hips. “Shit… that’s pushing me over the Edge.  I’m gonna cum!”  And he did.  His thrusts didn’t stop as he unloaded deep inside Calvin’s hole.  

 

Evan leaned forward, his weight guiding Calvin to sink to lay flat on his belly. “Yeah… you’ve got a bit of me inside.  Part of me is always gonna be in you now.  We’re always going to be connected.”

 

“And, don’t worry, slut.” Kirk patted him on the head.  “We aren’t done yet.  You’re gonna take a least one of my loads up your ass … and I’m sure loverboy here has more for you as well.”

 

“Yes, please.”  Calvin smiled.  

 

It was dark by the time Calvin left the apartment.  His ass was so sore it hurt a bit to walk.  But he loved it.  He loved the way his lips felt a little swollen from sucking cock.  He loved the ache on his (perhaps not quite as tight as it had been) hole.  He loved the feeling of the creamy cum dripping out and sliding down his leg.  

 

He and Evan had traded phone numbers.  And at one point, while Evan was out of the room, Kirk had bookmarked a few websites on Calvin’s phone.  They were hook up apps, Kirk had told him, to help him find guys who wanted to fuck his throat and fuck his ass.  He assured Calvin there was no need to talk to Evan about them as he laughed yet again.  Damn, this guy seemed to find everything he said funny.

 

Calvin couldn’t wait to take a look at the apps.  Yeah.. his ass and lips hurt… but he was still horny.  Still wanted more. He hadn’t even made it home when he opened one of the webpages and scrolled through profiles and pictures.   

 

The only thing that seemed strange was that some of the profiles had that same symbol that both Evan and Kirk had as tattoos.  Calvin wished he could remember what it meant.  

[EricX]

cumluvnbottom is a very talented writer.  

[TTFN]

Calvin will find out in a couple of weeks what the symbol means.

[RotzBBengel]

On 4.2.2017 at 3:48 AM, ponyboy238 said:

Calvin will find out in a couple of weeks what the symbol means.

Maybe one of the many men he'll get to know through those dating apps will care to explain it to poor Calvin - though he'll probably have to talk very, very slowly to make our little champ understand...

[cumluvnbottom]

Part 4:  Unexpected Visit

 

 

Calvin groaned as his eyes reluctantly opened and looked at the alarm clock.  7AM.  Who in the fuck was knocking on his door at 7AM?   

 

No.  Not knocking.  Pounding.  

 

He disentangled himself from Tommy’s arms.  They had bumped into each other in the hall while Tommy was visiting his sister.  Calvin had practically dragged Tommy to his apartment.  Not that Tommy was reluctant… he had fucked Calvin for half the night. 

 

He had commented about how Calvin’s ass wasn’t quite as tight any more.  But that probably was to be expected.  In the week since Kirk had shown him the hookup sites, he had hooked up with at least 2 to 3 guys a day.  Some had been college students or other guys his age but others had been older.  He was sure one guy was iat least well into his 50’s … but he hadn’t thought to ask.  He was distracted by the big cock the guy was packing.  

 

Calvin slipped on some underwear and rushed to the door.  “I’m coming.  Fuck.  Hold your horses.”  He yelled.  

 

He opened the door and his father pushed past him into the apartment. Calvin was so startled he didn’t even shut the door.  

 

Richard Watts, as always, radiated control.  Calvin had always been in awe of his father for that.  The way his father could walk into any situation and just assert himself and others would defer to him.

 

“I hope that is not the same mouth you eat with.”  His father scowled as his eyes surveyed the apartment.  “Is that kind of language that you are learning now that you are away from home?  From what the dean is telling me, you haven’t been to classes in a week… so you certainly aren’t learning anything there.”

 

For a moment, Calvin said nothing.  He felt old emotions raising up:  Shame and fear.  Shame that he had failed his father and afraid that his father would discover Tommy laying in his bed.  He started to stammer out an apology.  But then… 

 

… something snapped.  Shame and fear gave way… to anger.  

 

“Fuck you.”  The words slipped out before he could stop them.  

 

“I beg your pardon?  What did you say to me?”

 

Calvin took a deep breath.  When he continued, his voice was calm.  “I said: Fuck you. Fuck you and your attitude.  I’ve put up with your bullshit for my entire life.  Well, I don’t live under your roof no more so I’m not gonna put up with it now.  Its 7 fucking o’clock in the god damn morning and you are pounding on my door like a lunatic.”

 

“How dare you speak to me that way?  I am your father and I here because I’m worried about you.  And I’m paying for this apartment… so, yes, you are still living under my roof.  And, since we have established that, you can tell me why haven’t you been going to your classes?” 

 

“I’m not going because I don’t feel like it, ok?  I can’t understand what they are talking about and it just makes me feel stupid.”

 

The sound of someone clearing their throat made them both turn to the bedroom doorway.  Tommy was slipping his jeans on as he walked into the room.  “I… um… guess I should be going.  That was fun last night… but your alarm clock is hell.”  He gave Calvin a pat on the ass as he walked by and muttered something about ‘drama’.  

 

Richard’s eyes were wide.  He watched the slim young man leave the apartment before turning slowly back to his son.  “Tell me that wasn’t what it looked like.”

 

“What did it look like?”  Calvin tried to laugh… but it caught in his throat.   

 

If his father’s anger was red hot before, it was cold as ice now.  “Tell me that my son is not a god-forsaken faggot.”

 

“I’m gay if that’s what you mean.”

 

“Then you are dead to me.”  His father’s face was hard as steel and there was no emotion in his voice.  “You are dead to me and I never want to see you again as long as I live.  And you will never get another cent from me.”

 

Richard Watts turned and walked out, brushing past the neighbours who had come out of their own apartments to see what all the noise was about.  

 

Calvin’s own anger, which had seemed so righteous moments before, was nothing but ash now.  He sank to the floor.  What had he done?  Why had he said any of that to his father?  He hadn’t thought it through.  Just reacted.  A tear slid down his cheek.  

 

He was fucked.  Completely and utterly fucked.  And definitely not in a good way.  

[EricX]

I guess Calvin will need to figure out some way to make some money. 

[RotzBBengel]

4 hours ago, ericbttmffx said:

I guess Calvin will need to figure out some way to make some money. 

Oh, I'm sure Kirk will figure something out for him...

And I can't wait to read about it...

[bottombitch69]

Nice story of male seduction!   Seb is  experienced and mature, while Calvin is a virgin and not sure of his  sexuality.  Very erotic even though it was fictitious...

[dopey]

hey mate u have an amazing ability to tell a story! I can tell some of it comes from experience! though this one really gives me goosebumps cause it's so close to reality!

when I did biomed at Uni I'd fire up the browser with the best intentions but that damn favorites bar with all my tasty bookmarks would get me hard! then I'd be on xtube and youporn all night!. some nights I'd be chatting with new online friends only to head over for some time out for study! 

eventually yeah I had conditions placed on my enrollment and yes mum and dad weren't happy when I dropped out as it was meant to be a springboard into medicine

but I did re-enroll in a less challenging course and I'm happy to say yes I did finally graduate!

sorry to go off track but yeah looking forward to the next installment! carry on!

 

[TTFN]

Calvin is about to be out on his ass.

[cumluvnbottom]

More coming (& cumming) soon.   Just a few too many threads to wrap up so probably at least another 2ornposdibly 3 "chapters" (although one is more of an epilogue). 

[Mvillebottom]

Very hot so far.  Can't wait to hear more!!