Freshman year…part 4…Justin makes me strip and fucks me

The moment had been so quick, I had hoped to get fucked and I was afraid Justin wouldn’t be in the mood now. I need to act quick. I licked his cum covered dick, even though it kind of grossed me out to put that in my mouth. And went “mmmmm”. “God your gross dude.” He said, but seemed to like it. So I said “want me to grab a towel or something?” “yeah grab that shirt over there.” I grabbed the shirt and wiped my face off and wiped his dick off and his bush was a hot sticky mess of cum. He said “you can use that one too” to a nother shirt. And I got him all cleaned up. The whole time his dick never went completely soft, and stayed like half hard.

“God your big dick shoots so much.” I said trying to dirty talk him back into the mood. He didn’t say anything so I figured maybe the encounter was over and I should get going, I didn’t want to push my luck for future times, I was happy to get anything I could. “well, should I head out?” I asked. He paused and seemed to be contemplating. Then he got up and took his pants off his other leg and walked over to his stereo. He put on a cd with some rap music. The whole time I was staring at his dick and ass. His whole body was great. His pale freckly legs and ass turned me on so much. Then he turned up the music a little and said “lets see you shake that ass.” I was not expecting this and didn’t really know what to do. “what do you mean?” You want to be a girl, then lets see if you can dance like one. I was really nervous and embarrassed and didn’t know what to do. “You want me to fuck you?” He said. I nodded, not sure what was going on. “Then make me want to.” He finished.

I figured what the fuck. And turned my back to him and tried to shake my butt like girls did when they were dancing.