It was my first day of college in the all-male dorm. I had just discovered the gay side of my bi_s_e_x_uality my senior year in high school. I was excited about going to a college that had open ideas about same _s_e_x_ relationships.
I was a bit sad to learn, however, that my roommate, a foreign student, had not been able to secure the necessary papers to start school that year. They would be working towards finding me a replacement from the waiting list. Who knows what I would get? I decided to get to know everyone on my floor as quickly as possible and maybe work out something with one of the guys I hit it off with. Except for athletes, all the students in the dorm the first week would be freshman. Except athletes.
As I was moseying down the hallway, I encountered Doug. Doug was a junior who was there for the swimming, diving, and water polo teams (I forget which one was active at the time). He was your stereotype California lifeguard type: blond hair, blue eyes, golden brown tan, muscular, and smooth chested. My dick immediately stood at attention and saluted. I couldnt speak, he was so gorgeous, but he had no trouble talking to me.
"You must be CT," he said.
"How do you know my name?" I asked, in a panic.
"The pictorial listing they give all us upper classmen," he replied, calmly. "I was paying more attention than usual because my expected roommate is in the hospital. He had a major accident and will not be returning to school this year. I need to find a new one, and I was looking the group over. I notice your roommate cant make it either."
I realized where this conversation was going real quick. I was hoping he didnt notice that I was already oozing pre-cum just from talking to him. "So were you interested in hooking up with me for the year?" I asked.
"I was hoping youd be willing. We have a lot in common if you were accurate on your profile." To make a story sort, I was willing!
I moved my stuff into his room as fast as my body would move. I couldnt help noticing that there was one regular bed in the room plus a waterbed. Doug explained that he always asked for a first floor room so that he could bring his own waterbed from home. He hoped it wouldnt be a problem with space, since it was a double bed. The rooms at my college, however, are quite large, and we had a corner room, which was even longer. Hell, why would I mind a gorgeous guy having a double bed in my room!
Doug had to leave for team practice, so I spent the afternoon re-unpacking my stuff and getting situated.
The next morning, I woke up late to find Doug standing in the room wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. He had come back from an early morning swim and was combing his glistening hair. His muscles rippled throughout his entire body as he lifted his arms in the air to put every piece of hair in order. My mind drifted to all of the possibilities as I studied every inch of this beautiful specimen of a man.
Suddenly Doug turned around and snapped angrily, "What are you looking at?!" He had seen my stare in the mirror and didnt seem too happy about it. I began to panic. Surely he had read in my profile that I considered myself to be bi_s_e_x_ual. But I hadnt read his, and I suddenly realized that he might not be all that interested in me.
"I know your type," he continued. "You can look, you can touch, you can even have. But there is a cost!"
That figured. Doug was using his good looks to pay his way through college. There was no way I could afford a $200 an hour man.
"What cost?" I asked, trying to act as innocent as possible.
"Well, I like to spank guys like you," he replied, a demonic twinkle in his eye. "I have an apartment 40 miles from here that I go to on some weekends. I had made a pillory for a project in high school. It makes a great restraint for a naked guy while I use a paddle on his sorry ass. The price is 25 whacks for an hour in bed with me."
Now there was a new twist! When I was in elementary school, a friend of mine and I used to play strip and spank poker. But 10 hits with a belt was all we ever did, and I hadnt lost that many poker rounds. But the thought of being spanked by a muscular hunk like Doug seemed more like a reward than a cost.
"And since guys with a red ass turn me on, the whacks come before the bed session," he continued.
"And do you come with a whack-back guarantee?" I teased.
"Hell, no! The spankings _f_u_c_k_ing hurt!!! Id never let someone do to me what I do to them!"
That didnt seem too fair to me. "Well, Ill think about it some other time." I would have to do some serious thinking, because if Doug actually used those well-toned muscles in a serious butt whacking, it would _f_u_c_k_ing hurt!
All morning long we had orientation meetings for the freshman. I couldnt concentrate a lick on what was said. All I pictured was letting Doug put me in the pillory and have at my tender behind. And my behind was very tender. Silky white and smooth, as only a Scandinavian boy could have. No hair, no fat, perfectly innocent and formed. I pictured Dougs muscles and his well-formed hand wielding the Jokari paddle he had described. I also pictured those strong arms wrapped around my naked body. I pictured us doing 69 together. I didnt know whether to pack up my things and go home, or to go for broke with Doug. Maybe this roommate thing was too much to handle right now.
Then I realized, whats the harm in trying? Twenty-five hits wont put me in the hospital. And who knows, it might be fun. Strip and spank poker had always been fun. I couldnt wait to see Doug later that afternoon.
"All right, Doug, Im buying," I burst out as soon as I got back to the dorm.
"Dinner?" he teased.
"No, you and the hits!"
"My car is the red Mustang in the B student lot on the end. Ill meet you there in a second."
The drive to Dougs apartment seemed to take forever. The adrenaline was pumping through my body like I had never experienced before. To make matters worse, Doug found it necessary to describe in vivid detail several guys he had spanked before. Every one of them had finished their session with Doug crying. What was I getting myself into?
Doug wasted no time when we got to his apartment. "You want me naked, you get naked!" he commanded. I stripped my clothes off and stood shaking like a leaf. Doug responded by removing his shirt.
"Put your head and arms in here." We went over to the pillory and I followed his orders. He shut the pillory on me and then handcuffed me to keep me from escaping. He also handcuffed my feet to each other. "We dont want you moving around and getting injured." Some comfort!
Doug then walked around to the front and stood where I could see him. He picked up a very mean looking Jokari paddle and proceeded to swing it rapidly through the air. His chiseled muscles were a work of art wielding the paddle. I could have watched him for an hour. He then picked up a couch pillow with his left hand and struck it repeatedly with the paddle in his right hand. "This is your ass. This is your ass after paddle." The sound reverberated throughout the house.
Doug then walked around to my quivering backside. He brought the paddle down against my ass squarely in the middle, obviously using his full strength to do so. Crack! The paddle came crashing into my flesh.
I dont know where the expression "shock and awe" came from, but it might have come from that day! I let out a scream that Im sure was heard around the world. Doug replied with a demonic cackle of sheer delight. "Dont worry buddy. Theres more where that came from!"
The scream was followed by my rapid up and down movement of my ass. Dougs continuing laughter indicated that he was thoroughly enjoying my agony.
Crack!! Out of nowhere came a second whack. It wasnt as purely hard as the first one, but it was aimed only at my right cheek. This guy wasnt going to give me a bit of a break! Crack!! A third quickly followed on my left side. Suddenly the screams turn to genuine tears.
"_d_a_m_n_ it! Doug!!! What do you think you are doing?!!"
"Look at the sissy now! Take this ya dumb bitch!" Three more whacks came in a row on my right side. "And this!" Three more came on the left.
Doug then walked in front of me. "I want you to see how much I am enjoying this," he exclaimed. He then took down his pants and boxers and kicked them to one side. His 8" _c_o_c_k_ stood high in the air. "I like guys, too. But I like em more when their butts are red!"
"Yeah, well mine is going to be purple!" I cried out.
Doug then picked up the pillow and gave it a series of hard whacks. "Wait until your ass feels this!" He then flexed his muscles in several body-builder type poses. "And wait until your mouth tastes this!!" He jerked his _c_o_c_k_ several quick times.
The heat in my ass was intense, and I was crying openly. But it started to feel wonderful at the same time. My _c_o_c_k_ rose to attention once again watching Dougs hand jerk his.
"Well, rest time is over," exclaimed Doug. He proceeded back behind me and gave me five whacks on each side, very rapidly. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!!!" I yelled each ow louder than the previous one.
"Thats 20! The last five will be killers."
Doug wasnt kidding. Each of the last five struck the exact middle of my butt, as if Doug were hitting a home run. He left 10 seconds between each one so I would feel the full brunt of his handiwork.
Crack!! Ow, ow, ow.
Crack!! Ow, ow, ow.
Crack!! Ow, ow, ow.
Crack!! Ow, ow, ow.
"And the grand finale!!" C R A C K!!! I thought for sure that last crack meant my ass was breaking in 100 pieces. At least I knew what hell felt like.
With the last stroke, I let out a blood curdling scream. Doug fell to the floor laughing and mocking my pain. I stood there looking stupid, desperate to rub the fire out of my ass. Finally Doug got up and undid the bonds.
"You took that pretty well, little buddy. Dont worry. You only have to pay once a month to have me for the whole month. I only like to spank a clean, white ass."
I continued to cry, trying to look at Dougs muscular body and raging hard-on through my tears. Suddenly, Doug picked me up, carried me to his apartment bedroom, and through me face up on his bed. He spread my legs and planted the smooth part of his chest between them.
"Youve earned this!" he proclaimed. With that he put his mouth over my _c_o_c_k_ and began to give me a wonderful blow job. The combination of his muscular body over mine, his flicking tongue moving up and down my shaft, and the heat in my ass were just too much. I shot in Dougs mouth about ten times.
I then proceeded to give attention to Dougs _c_o_c_k_. It didnt take him long to come either, as he had been periodically jerking it during the spanking.
"We are going to make great roommates!" Doug announced.
We certainly were.