The amount of cock I was sucking pretty much tripled after that. After Marc had found out I was Danny’s personal cocksucker, and then had come down with his roommate Greg to get blow jobs, they made it a regular thing. So now not only was I sucking Danny regularly, but I was also servicing Marc and Greg whenever they wanted it. And they wanted it a lot.
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I ended up sleeping with my hands tied behind my back and cum on my face, since Danny had gone to sleep without untying me after I’d blown him, Adam, and Marc. The more I thought about it, I felt alternately angry and excited about the way Danny had treated me, exposing me to a vulnerable situation when I was in the dorm hallway with my hands tied behind me and his cum all over my face.
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Danny fell asleep just a few minutes later, and I lay there, tied tightly to the bed and with my face full of a load of his cum. I loved having his cum all over my face and being tied up, but I really needed to cum myself. My cock was still hard, but I couldn’t get any relief with the way he had tied me.
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After that day, when I was tied up on my knees and sucked Danny off, things were quite a bit different between us. Danny seemed to carry himself with a little more swagger, a little more arrogance, I think in part because he got off on the idea that I was sexually attracted to him, and because he liked the idea that that gave him some kind of control over me.
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I was sitting in my room, attempting to read an assignment for class, but mostly just looking out the window at the brilliant early fall day. College had started a little more than a month before, and while I was adjusting just fine, at times I found myself wistful for my small hometown world. The plaza outside the dorm was full of students, on the way back from class, walking over to the student union next door to hang out, returning from sports practice. How could I be expected to study when just outside my window were dozens of beautiful, hunky young men walking about?
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