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DISCLAIMER: This story involves corruption and demon transformations towards the end. If this is not your thing then I suggest not reading. I Went to Europe and All I Got Was This Succubus Curse By Schizo Jason loved learning about history, especially if it was history from another country. When most people go on vacation they would look forward to late night parties and meeting new friends. Now, that's not to say that Jason didn't enjoy those activities as well. Instead, he would get more excited about visiting a museum or art gallery so he could better understand their culture. After months of waiting it was finally summer and Jason and his best friend, Mike, were on their European vacation. They had been planning the trip halfway through their junior year at California State University, Northridge. Both of them figured that they needed the summer to relax before their last, stressful year at college. It was a three-week long trip that started in Germany, then Italy, and finally ended in France. Strangely enough, even though both men enjoyed visiting museums and other historical areas, they both were majoring in different career paths. Jason was studying to become a doctor and Mike wanted to be an accountant. They had met in one of the required history class every student had to take but unlike most of the students these two enjoyed the material. They regularly discussed what their favorite era was and debated the motivations certain leaders might have had. These weren't conversations that heralded the attention of the average college girl so they mainly kept those discussions to themselves. It was already the last leg of their trip and Jason and Mike were surprised how fast everything went by. During Germany they had visited iconic castles and in Italy they spent hours going through every art museum that was open. Since they were in France, art was still a priority but they wanted to check out the vast underground tunnel system that spanned Paris. Despite being under one of the most densely populated cities in the world, the underground tunnels and catacombs haven't been fully mapped. Bones and strange writings fill the walls of the tunnels and many ghost stories have been told about them. As much as Jason and Mike loved history, they loved myths and legends even more. The idea that there were stories that hadn't been proven yet gave them mental boners. Needless to say they booked a tour through a part of the catacombs. "Mike, wait up!" Jason yelled as he adjusted his backpack. Jason is what someone would call a good-looking nerd. Just through good genetics his body had developed traits that most people would agree are attractive. At 23 years old he was 5'9" and a lean 160 pounds. Jason didn't exercise at all but he was still thin. Now he didn't have a six- pack or could flex his muscles like Terry Crews but he could finish a deep-dish pizza and not worry about putting on a pound. His shaggy, black hair was tussled and hung just above his eyes. His light blue eyes were just dull enough to surprise someone when they got close. Despite traveling for three weeks, Jason only had scruff on his face but that was because he carried an electric razor with him. Jason ran after the tour group as he fumbled with his GoPro and flashlight. "We're not going far dude," Mike replied to Jason. Unlike Jason, Mike had to work hard to maintain a healthy body. Mike was also 23 years old, stood at 5'7", and weighed 180 pounds. In order to maintain his weight and muscle definition he kept to a workout schedule and nutritional diet. He didn't mind the regimen because he loved the results. Bulging biceps and cut abs were constantly on display in slim shirts in order to make them look even larger. Mike kept his straight, blonde hair short and face cleanly shaven. He slowly trailed behind the tour group as he stared intently at the walls. Jason caught up with Mike a few seconds later. "Do you think the tour is going to take us through anything new?" Jason asked. "I doubt they would show us anything we haven't already read about the tunnels. It's just cool seeing it all up close," Mike replied. The tour continued moving through the creepy hallways until they passed a corridor that was roped off. There were several signs on the walls and one of them read in English "Closed due to further investigation." "Hey, let's go down there," Mike suggested. "No way. What if it collapses?" "We just need to be careful. I heard there are hidden tunnels that haven't been discovered yet. Let's do some exploring," Without waiting for a response, Mike stepped over the velvet rope and walked into the corridor. Jason knew he wouldn't be able to convince Mike otherwise so he followed after him. The tunnel was lined with work lights and led into a room with what appeared to be an altar in the center. Jason walked around the room with his GoPro and filmed everything he saw. "What do you think this room was for?" Jason asked. "I'm not sure. Maybe people came here to worship. But why would they do it underground?" Mike replied. "Hey check this out," Jason pointed out. In one of the corners was a hole large enough for a person to fit through. Jason knelt next to the hole and shined his flashlight to see where it went. "Looks like this wall is hiding another room but there aren't any work lights. It must not be safe enough for people to go in yet." "Let's see what's in there," Mike said. "Did you not hear me? It's not safe for the people that work here to go back there." "Yeah but safety is part of their job. This isn't our job; it's our hobby. How long do you think it's going to take for them to make it safe to explore? Then how long is it going to take to for them to relay what they found? All we need to do is crawl through; record what's inside, and then leave. Super easy." "Fine, whatever, let's go," Jason responded hesitantly. Mike, elated, quickly took off his backpack and set it besides the hole as he crawled through with his flashlight out. Jason followed suit and squeezed himself through the hole. However, as he went through he didn't notice a jagged piece of rock on the floor as his hand came down on top of it. "Aaahhhh," Jason yelled as he clenched his bleeding hand and finished going through the hole. "Are you okay?" Mike asked. "Yeah but I cut my hand on this rock," Mike held his flashlight above to aid Jason as he used his other hand to examine the wound. His hand was bleeding but not badly. Jason stood back up and shined his flashlight upon the room. At first glance it appeared to be an empty. There were no artifacts nor were there any human remains. The room also didn't seem to have an exit so it was just an extension of the room they were previously in. However, as they looked at the walls they found intricately painted murals throughout it. They carefully glanced around the room so their GoPros recorded everything. It seemed that time had taken its toll as most of the murals were worn and hard to decipher. From what they could tell; the murals depicted groups of people worshipping a single figure. The figure must have been some prophet or Christ like person. Another mural showed the same figure performing miracles like healing the sick. As they walked towards the back of the room they noticed a circular indent carved into the wall. Jason was curious and approached the indentation. His hand reached out to feel the indentation but he didn't realize his unwounded hand was also covered in blood. As his finger traced the inner circle a brief, dull glow began to emanate. Before Jason had a chance to examine it the whole room began to shake. "Shit! We need to get out of here!" Mike yelled. Both men quickly ran towards the hole from which they entered. As each of them left the hole, they grabbed their backpacks and followed the work lights to the end of the hall. The secret room had now collapsed behind them and the rest of the lit area was about to follow. They ran down the hall as fast as they could and managed to exit the roped off area before the tunnel caved in. Despite being safe they continued to run until they reached the surface. Out of breath and sweating all over they fell to their knees and were thankful they survived. "I am never listening to you again!" Jason said. "Yeah, I'm cool with that. I'm never going to listen to myself too." More people came flooding out and it appeared that no one was injured. Needless to say their tour had ended so the two of them decided to head back to the hostel. Multiple bunk beds lined the large room as a diverse group of mid-twenties students chatted. It was late afternoon and the boys discussed what their plans for the night were. "How's your hand?" Mike asked. "Looks like the bleeding stopped but I'm not sure if it's infected." "Use the disinfecting spray I brought just in case." "Thanks." "So what should we do tonight? I know it sounds odd but maybe McDonalds? I want to see how different it is from back home." "Sounds like an interesting experiment but I'm not feeling it. Why don't we go out out? Something lively." "Like a club?" Mike was perplexed because Jason had never suggested going to something like that before. "Yeah. We've seen so much of Europe's history I think we would be missing out if we didn't see what they like to do for fun in the present." "I'm down but I didn't think you'd be interested." "Well our trip is almost over so let's have some fun before it ends." "Awesome, let's get dressed for tonight then." Jason and Mike changed their clothes for a night on the town. They asked around for local nightclubs and grabbed a quick bite before they headed out. Apparently this place was a local hotspot teeming with energy and youth but not well known to tourists. After spending ten minutes outside in line they made it inside. The loud music and flashing lights immediately disrupted their senses. These boys haven't been to many clubs, but from the movies they've seen this club looked like what one would expect. A dimly lit spaced filled with a large number of people, strobe lights, a DJ playing thumping music, and an obscene amount of alcohol. They decided to partake in the consumption and made their way to the bar first. Pushing their way through the crowd they arrived at the bar and ordered their drinks in their practiced French. "So what did you have in mind tonight?" Mike yelled over the music. "I don't know. Let's see where the night takes us," Jason responded. Jason couldn't figure out why he was so animate to go out. He felt this need to be where everyone was having fun. He didn't know what he was looking for until he got in the club. It was suddenly like he felt a connection to everyone and something inside himself resonated with it. The club itself gave off a soothing pulse like a calm heartbeat. Jason passed that off as an affect of the music. With their drinks in hand they went to the closest standing table. A minute passed and both men scanned the room. Normally one would go to club to have fun. That includes dancing, drinking, or in the case of most men, finding a woman to have sex with. Jason knew this was better left in Mike's hands and after waiting a few minutes he spotted two women escorted by Mike back to their table. Jason wasn't surprised by Mike's expediency. He knew how good-looking Mike was, especially when he put effort into it, so it wasn't shocking to see the two most gorgeous women in the club with him. Both women were brunettes except one had curly hair and the other had straight hair. The brunette with curly hair wore a sparkling silver, strapless dress that stopped just above her mid-thigh. Her friend on the other hand wore scarlet, backless gown, which waved effortlessly as she walked. Both of their outfits appeared to be able to rip at any second given how large their breasts were and how tight their clothes clung to them. Mike left them with Jason as he went to the bar to grab them some drinks. Jason casually introduced himself and asked for their names. The sparkling one introduced herself as Vivienne while the red seductress said her name was Bridgette. Both of them were students and locals as well, and lucky for Jason they spoke English. Mike arrived with two cocktails in hand and passed them off to the girls. In midst of the loud music they spoke together as a group, but slowly their conversations split until Mike was talking to Vivienne and Jason was talking to Bridgette. Their conversations flowed smoothly without any awkward pauses or missteps. It helped that the girls were incredibly interested that the boys were from the US. The topics went back and forth and from an outside observer it would seem that Jason was being suave. However, Jason felt he was going through the motions and found himself growing bored. He couldn't understand why this beautiful girl was uninteresting. It wasn't as if he was looking for something deep either. Jason was aware, if he were successful, this would be a one- night stand. Even with that thought in mind he couldn't bring himself to be excited at the notion. When the music changed tempo, Mike pulled the group to the dance floor. The mix of techno and the latest hit song was sending an energizing buzz through the crowd. Jason wasn't much of a dancer but even he couldn't resist the siren song of a good beat. Although, it could have been the alcohol in his system. The guys paired off with the girls they were talking to and danced along with the song. Jason's body moved on its own as he moved close to Bridgette. Without a second thought his hands moved to her sides and slowly moved to her hips. Bridgette responded enthusiastically as she slowly turned her back towards Jason and moved closer to him. She then placed her hands on top of his and guided them until they rested on top of her breasts. Then she let go and ran her hands through her hair, enjoying the moment. Jason took her invitation and squeezed her breasts as he bent forward and kissed her neck. This was an amazing moment for Jason. He had never felt so confident or desired by anyone like this. However, despite the fact that he was becoming intimate with a woman, his dick wasn't responding. Jason was screaming at himself inside his head. He knew he wasn't drunk enough to have "whiskey dick" and this girl was definitely his type, yet his cock was as limp as a wet noodle. That analogy wasn't comforting Jason and he did his best to alleviate the situation. Jason quickly ran through every erotic image he could think of that would normally make him rock hard, but even those weren't doing the trick. With Jason's mind elsewhere his body was lagged behind. His hands let go of Bridgette's breasts and he backed an inch away from her. The dance moves that turned Bridgette on were now a sad shuffle. She didn't understand where Jason's confidence went so her own moves slowed down as well until they were both awkwardly dancing. Jason gave a light-hearted smile as he continued to dance and prayed for something to help him. Jason's prayers were answered as the music suddenly blasted an upbeat tempo. The entire crowd responded accordingly and began jumping and moving with the flow. Jason lost sight of Bridgette in the crowd as everyone shuffled around. He thanked his lucky stars that he got out of that embarrassing situation but now he didn't know what to do. The music was still good so he decided to enjoy it. Jason let the music flow through him as he jumped around with everyone else. The music was so pleasing that he closed his eyes and let it wash away his recent experience. Jason was at peace but he was surprised when he felt a pair of hands on his sides. As the beat slowed he didn't pull away and felt comfortable in those hands. Noticing no resistance, the hands continued to caress him as they circled around to Jason's chest and stomach. Jason's dick was finally responding as it grew hard and he breathed heavily. The woman behind the hands clearly knew how to use them. Jason reached back to feel her and his hand touched shoulder length hair. He had to have more of her so, with his eyes shut; he turned his head towards her and offered his lips. She met his lips with hers and they passionately kissed each other. Jason felt like he was kissing lightning as a burst of energy flowed through him. Time slowed down as their lips kept moving and eventually Jason turned his whole body towards her. However, as Jason began to caress the mysterious woman he discovered a crucial fact; the body belonged to a man. Jason's eyes shot open as he realized he was making out with a guy. He quickly backed away as he stared at a smooth faced, dark haired, brown eye man wearing a black, silk shirt and jeans. Jason's heart raced with a flurry of emotions. One of the most amazing kisses he's ever had now confused the hell out of him. "Is something wrong?" asked the mysterious man. "Uh...I...need to go," Jason stuttered. Jason quickly pushed through the crowd until he got back the table they were having drinks. He quickly chugged his, Mike's, and the girls' drinks to calm his nerves. Jason had never been attracted to a man before, let alone kissed one. He knew he liked woman because he had sex with a couple. Although he couldn't deny how good it felt to be held by that man. "Hey dude, what happened?" Mike said as he approached the table. "It looked like you and Bridgette were hitting it off and then out of nowhere she interrupted my dance with Vivienne." "I'm sorry, I just wasn't feeling it." "Well you 'not feeling it' just lost my chance with Vivienne. You're the one that wanted to go out tonight remember? At least be my wingman." "Alright, alright. I'll help you out." "Thank you." Mike stepped away from Jason and once again came back with two more women. Jason put on a front as he chatted up one of the girls. She was talking about the beauty of the country in the autumn or something like that. It all sounded like white noise to Jason as he continued to think about that man. He couldn't get the thought of his commanding presence or soft lips out of his mind. Almost as if he was calling for him, Jason saw the man standing behind the girl at the bar. The man seemed to be ordering a drink but as he turned his eyes caught Jason's. He gave a sly smile like he was trying to remind Jason of their little moment. It worked because all of those feelings came rushing back and Jason just had to know where they would lead. "Excuse me, I'm going to grab another drink." Jason walked away from the table and headed straight to the bar. Jason's heart felt like it was going to burst from his chest as he approached the mysterious man. "Hey," Jason said. "Oh hello. Did I frighten you earlier?" "Yeah, well no. You just surprised me. I've never...uh you know. I never-" "Kissed a man before," the man interrupted. "Yes." "But did you enjoy it?" "...Yes." "So why don't we explore these new feelings and see where they go? Perhaps over a drink?" The man said as he handed Jason a glass. "Alright," Jason was strangely moved by the man's confidence and he found it quite arousing. The two talked by the bar on a few different subjects. Jason learned the man's name was Jean Pierre and was a local as well. He was in his late twenties but owned his own coffee shop that allowed him to live comfortably. Jason shared that he was on a trip with his friend over the summer before they went back to college. It became apparent to Jean Pierre that Jason had never done anything with another man but tonight he felt differently. Their conversation continued effortlessly as their topics turned from interests into aspirations. Jason enjoyed speaking to Jean Pierre as his mind drifted back to their kiss. He couldn't help but get more aroused by what else this man could do to him. Jason had a thought to where this night would lead and his was both nervous and excited of what he would say if Jean Pierre asked the question. "Would you like to continue our conversation at my place?" Jean Pierre asked. "I would like that," Jason answered in a lustful haze. Both of them finished their drinks and made their way to the door. It didn't cross Jason's mind to tell Mike that he was leaving with another man. Not because he was embarrassed by the notion but because he could only think about Jean Pierre. They exited the club and Jean Pierre led the way to his place. Their conversation continued casually as they crossed streets and walked down sidewalks. Jean Pierre stopped outside a closed coffee shop and unlocked a side door. It appeared that he lived above his shop, which Jason thought was cute. Jason expected to see a cramped living space but he was surprised to find a spacious, two-bedroom apartment. Every portion of the apartment had a use and despite the fact the exterior looked old; the interior was entirely modern design. "Care for a cup of coffee?" Jean Pierre asked as he entered the kitchen. "Sure," Jason answered as he followed him. "You have a really nice place." "Thank you." "What made you want to own a coffee shop?" Jean Pierre chuckled. "You might find my answer quite 'French' but I believe there is art in the craft; an art that changes from culture to culture. For example, Turkish coffee is served in small portions because of its strength while the American frappucino is a sweet, sugary drink, which is why it is enjoyed by a larger group of people. There is also the process of how each cup is made and that process continues to evolve. I recently heard of a new method called 'nitro brew' which involves adding nitrogen to coffee. A fascinating idea that I must try. That way I can spread the art that another had created and further enrich the world because that is what artists do. Or I just want to live a simple life by serving something this city can't have enough of." Jean Pierre laughed as he continued to mess with a complicated coffee contraption. Meanwhile Jason was leaning over the kitchen island as he hung off of every word. At that moment he realized he was going to have sex with this man. The coffee and story were just foreplay. Jean Pierre turned around and handed a cup of coffee to Jason. Jason blew on it a little and then took a sip. He closed his eyes as his taste buds were shocked by heavenly flavor. When he opened his eyes he saw Jean Pierre mere inches from his face enjoying his expression. "How do you like it?" Jean Pierre asked. Jason put the coffee down and leaned in to kiss Jean Pierre as gratitude. They both began making out over the kitchen island but wordlessly agreed to move away. Without moving their lips away from each other, Jean Pierre guided Jason towards his bedroom. Their kissing was slow, and passionate but their hands quickly sought to release each other from their clothes. A trail of clothing could be seen leading to the bedroom as only their pants were left on. Jason couldn't help but caress Jean Pierre's bulge as it strained to be free. He could feel his own erection struggling as well except Jean Pierre was busy loosening Jason's pants. Jason followed suit and fumbled with the belt and zipper until both of their pants were on the floor, leaving them only in their boxers and shoes (which were effortlessly kicked off along with their socks). They broke their kiss for a second as Jean Pierre pushed Jason onto the bed. Jason found himself sprawled on his back and vulnerable, which aroused him even more. He bit his lower lip as he watched Jean Pierre move on top of him. Their lips made contact once again as Jason circled his arms around Jean Pierre's neck. Their kissing continued and Jason's hands roamed over his body. Jean Pierre's skin was smooth like velvet and he was surprisingly muscular. Jason traced the outline of each muscle as his hands moved toward Jean Pierre's chest. Just as he thought, there were defined pecs but also a small tuft of hair. Jason didn't realize running his hand through chest hair would set a fire inside him. Jean Pierre broke away from their kiss and slyly smiled as he moved down Jason's body. Jason watched nervously as Jean Pierre moved closer to his boxers and gently pulled them off. His stiff cock sprung upwards and Jason covered his eyes in embarrassment. Jean Pierre laughed. "Don't be nervous. You will enjoy this." A second later Jason felt a wet tongue slide up the base of his cock to its head. He gasped as he removed his hands from his eyes and looked down to see Jean Pierre licking his cock. Jason's breathing quickened as he watched his dick disappear in Jean Pierre's mouth. This wasn't Jason's first blowjob but it felt like a brand new experience. He closed his eyes, leaned his head back and enjoyed the sensations coming from his cock. The room was filled with sounds of Jean Pierre's slurping and Jason's moans. Jason understood there was an added benefit from getting a blowjob from a man. Suddenly he felt the bed shift and there was something above him. He opened his eyes and saw Jean Pierre's cock in front of him. "Now we both can enjoy," Jean Pierre said as he continued to suck Jason off. Jason was shocked as he stared at another man's penis. What surprised him the most was how much he wanted to please it. The musky smell of his crotch wafted into his nose and Jason's mouth opened involuntarily. He slowly wrapped his lips around the head and gently sucked on it. He liked the feeling of having something warm and smooth in his mouth. Jason moved his hands to Jean Pierre's ass for leverage and swallowed more of his cock. He had never sucked cock before but he knew exactly what makes one feel good. As he glided his lips up and down the cock he also used his tongue to lick around the head. Sucking Jean Pierre's cock gave Jason as much pleasure as his own cock being sucked. Although, he was afraid how long he was going to last if this continued. Almost as if his mind was being read, Jean Pierre took his mouth of Jason's cock. "Shall we continue?" Jean Pierre asked. "Yes. Fuck me," Jason didn't know where those words came from. Jean Pierre smiled as he moved off of Jason and moved to his bedside drawer. Jason heard Jean Pierre rummage for something and when he turned towards him he saw a bottle of lube in his hand. Jean Pierre squeezed a good amount into his hand and coated his cock with it. He then moved back onto the bed and squeezed another dollop into his hand. This time he covered two of his fingers and moved them to Jason's ass. Jason's legs were closed but Jean Pierre gently coaxed him to spread them. A moment later, Jason felt something wet and cold trying to enter him. He unconsciously clenched his ass and made it harder for Jean Pierre to finger him. "Shhhh relax. You will not forget this," Jean Pierre said. Jason nodded and focused on loosening his asshole to let Jean Pierre in. Then he felt a finger slip through and began lubing him up. Suddenly he felt a shock reverberate through his whole body causing him to moan. Jean Pierre knew he found the spot and continued to rub it. Jason's hands tightly clenched the bed sheets as he experienced the most pleasurable feeling in his life. He wasn't even touching his dick yet he felt like he could cum at any moment. Jean Pierre continued to rub Jason's prostate at a pleasant rhythm to keep him on edge. Jason could feel his climax coming and going and the need to be filled with something bigger was getting stronger. "Please fuck me!" Jason said urgently. "As you wish," Jean Pierre said as he removed his fingers. Jean Pierre moved himself in between Jason's legs and lined up his cock with Jason's ass. Jason focused on relaxing his asshole to make this new experience pleasurable for them both. He could feel something a lot larger than a finger entering him. His breathing quickened as Jean Pierre's lubed cock entered him and each inch felt amazing. After what felt like forever, Jean Pierre pushed his dick in to the base. Jason was breathless, as he felt impossibly full and content. Jean Pierre enjoyed looking at Jason's shocked face, so he leaned forward and kissed him. Jason responded to the kiss and inhaled sharply as he felt Jean Pierre pull out from him. For a second, Jason thought he was done until he felt Jean Pierre push back in. A rhythm was being set and Jason felt like he was along for the ride. At the beginning, Jean Pierre encountered some resistance as he fucked Jason, but as he pumped he started to glide easily. Every time Jean Pierre pushed in he bumped against Jason's sensitive prostate and that caused him to moan involuntarily. The combination of Jean Pierre's thick cock and soft lips made Jason experience a state of euphoria. Jean Pierre broke their kiss and moved away from Jason as he placed his hands on Jason's hips and increased his speed. The increased rhythmic humping increased the pressure building behind Jason's cock. Without even touching his cock, he knew he could climax soon. A stray hand made its way to grasp his cock but Jean Pierre slapped it away. "Enjoy the moment. Doesn't my cock feel good?" Jean Pierre asked playfully. "Oh god yes! It feels so fucking good!" Jason had lost all sense of modesty and gave in to the pleasure. "Tell me what you want." "Fuck me harder! Oh shit I'm so close." Hearing Jason's request, Jean Pierre added extra strength behind each pump. Jason's moans grew louder and his pitch grew higher as well. However, Jean Pierre was tired of fucking Jason in missionary position so he stopped, pulled out, flipped Jason onto his knees, and then slammed back inside. Jason was shocked by the sudden change but it turned him on even more. There was something about being taken submissively and having his ass raised in the air begging to be fucked that Jason loved. Despite this being his first time doing anal, Jason pushed back against Jean Pierre's thrusts to get him in deeper. Wet slaps, moans, and grunts emanated from the bedroom as the men's sweaty forms continued to fuck. Jason's hands clenched the sheets and his mouth bit down on the pillow to try to stifle his moans. His knees began to shake as he was getting close to cumming. "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum," Jason said after he removed his mouth from the pillow. Upon hearing that, Jean Pierre increased his pace, as he felt his own climax approaching. Jean Pierre then gave one, two, three deep thrusts and finally came inside Jason. Jason suddenly felt a burst of warm cum pour inside him and with a loud moan; Jason came as well from his first anal orgasm. His hard cock dribbled out cum onto the bed as his ass reflexively clenched onto Jean Pierre's cock. Jason continued to moan as, to his surprise, he kept cumming. Barely able to catch his breath he inhaled sharply and collapsed onto his stomach. Jean Pierre lay on top of Jason's back and was content on enjoying the moment as his cock softened inside Jason. He absentmindedly nuzzled against Jason's neck and nibbled on his ear. Jason on the other hand was so worn out that his eyelids grew heavy and passed out. Perhaps because of his first sexual experience with a man, Jason's dreams were filled with sweaty men and spurting cocks. He found himself entwined with all of the men with a large smile on his face. His vision started to fade until everything went black. Jason felt the warm rays of the sun on his face and the muffled sounds of a bustling street. His sleepy eyes slowly opened as his mind began to shuffle through the events of last night. He remembered drinking and dancing with a woman, which made him smirk until he felt his sore ass. Memories of kissing, sucking, and fucking another man filled his mind. Now that he's sober he was able to clearly think about those memories and they still aroused him. Jason sat up in bed and noticed a small note on the bedside drawer. The note was from Jean Pierre and read: "Good morning I had to open the coffee shop and didn't want to disturb you. Feel free to use my shower and make yourself at home. I will be downstairs if you need anything. -Jean Pierre" A shower sounded like a great idea right now. Jason stood up from the bed and made his way to the bathroom attached to the room. As he walked he could feel the dry cum stuck to the side of his thigh. He didn't mind it as it brought up pleasant feelings and his cock stiffened a bit. Jason started the shower and entered as soon as it was hot enough. He spent a good 30 minutes slowly bathing as he spent most of the time in quiet contemplation. He mainly thought about his sexuality and how he quickly fell into the new experience. When he was a teenager he had thought about being with other guys, but the idea didn't arouse him like the thought of being with a girl. However, perhaps he was just bottling it up because clearly he had a good time with another man. He thought about his best friend Mike and while he did find him handsome he also was not interested because that was his friend. Jason understood he still had a lot to figure out but it excited him because all of it felt so new. After his shower he went to put on his clothes from the night before, which had been neatly placed on a chair close to the bed. He headed down the stairs to exit the apartment and then made his way into the coffee shop. He glanced around for Jean Pierre and saw him behind the counter preparing a beverage. Approaching the counter he casually waved to get Jean Pierre's attention, who smiled back. "Good morning, how did you sleep?" Jean Pierre asked. "Very well actually. How are you?" Jason asked awkwardly. He wasn't sure how to navigate this new territory. "I am fine. I know you won't be in town for long but I hope that if you are ever in Paris again that you would stop for a visit. I would enjoy another night of drinking and...dancing," Jean Pierre said as he winked and passed a to-go cup of coffee to Jason. "I think I would enjoy another night of that too," Jason said as he took the cup and walked away. It took Jason a few minutes to figure out where he was but as soon as he found his bearings he made his way back to the hostel. Upon entering he saw Mike flipping through the pictures on his camera. "Hey, morning," Jason said. "Dude! Where have you been? Last I saw you, you were at the bar with a guy and then you left with him," Mike said with a puzzled look. "Yeah...so I think I'm bi," Jason said as he scratched his head. "Really?" "Mhm. I slept with that guy and I don't regret it." "Okay then," Mike said, his expression now one of understanding. "So are you attracted to me?" "No way, you're my friend." "Damn already in the friend zone," Both Mike and Jason laughed as the tension was alleviated. "Well, what should we do today? Our flight isn't until tomorrow night." "Why don't we go back to the Louvre? There're still parts of it I want to check out," Jason said. "Yeah let's do it. How's your hand by the way?" Jason examined his injured hand from the tunnels except he realized that it was completely healed. "Huh, I guess it was a smaller cut than I thought," putting the thought aside that got ready to leave. Jason was happy that Mike didn't treat him any differently than before. They spent the rest of the day checking out the Louvre and exploring more of Paris. However, Jason was excited to party again at night except this time he kept his eyes open for attractive men. He found it surprisingly easier to pick up a guy than it was to hook up with a girl. After hours of drinking and dancing he followed another good- looking man back to his place and proceeded to fuck him. Jason felt like he dived head first into the deep end but that only made this new experience more arousing. The next morning he walked back to the hostel and was greeted by a smirking Mike. They packed up all of their belongings and headed straight to the airport. The flight back home to California was uneventful and pleasant. College was about a week from starting so Jason and Mike had some time to settle in their apartment. When they started college they originally lived in the dorms but after their freshman year ended they rented an apartment together. As the week went by they spent their time buying books, supplies, and playing video games. Jason also found himself hornier than usual and his mind drifted to thoughts of sex. Normally he thought mostly of history and studies but now he cared about spending his time with other men. However, he held himself back until college started and vented his libido through various porn sites. It was strange being home again after such an eventful summer abroad. The summer was certainly one they would never forget but it was time to get back to the real world and finish their last year in college. Since it was his last year, Jason expected his classes to be tough and it would take up most of his time. Even though he was about to graduate college he still had medical school right after, which was more intense. Luckily for Jason his parents were paying for his tuition and living expenses so he didn't need to worry about a job. Jason's first day of the year was filled with classes and it started with Anatomy 605. The class was large so it was held in a lecture hall. Jason made sure to get there early so he could get a seat in the back along the aisle. Pretty soon more people shuffled in and the professor started promptly. The professor looked like he was in his late 30s but kept in shape. He had a dark shade of scruff on his face and his dirty blond hair almost dangled in front of his face. Jason wondered how ripped his body was underneath those clothes and if his ass was tight enough to grab as he fucked him. That stray thought broke Jason out of his trance and he realized he was sporting a boner. Lately his mind was in the gutter and most of the time he was daydreaming about fucking men. He knew he was still attracted to women but whenever he fantasized something sexual, another man would always be involved. Jason quickly flipped open his anatomy textbook in hopes of drowning out the smut with some knowledge. He scanned pages of medical text relating to the human body and for a moment it worked, until his eyes began to glaze over from boredom. He stopped flipping pages until he reached a section with a diagram of the male body. Without realizing it, his eyes focused on the penis of the illustration. He thought how for an illustration the penis was particularly large and it was also uncircumcised. Jason wondered how different a circumcised dick tasted from an uncircumcised one. He remembered the musky taste of Jean Pierre and how nice it felt to have something warm in his mouth. Once again he snapped his mind out of a trance and quickly closed his book. Before he was slightly turned on but now he was incredibly horny. He scanned the room and looked for attractive men. He noticed that when he closed his book he caught the attention of the man next to him. The man was a rather large, muscular, black man. His baldhead shinned from the bright lights and his arms were so large they covered the small, built-in desk. At first the man wore a puzzled look towards the noise but when he caught Jason's eyes he smiled slightly. Jason thought his smile was cute and could tell that there was something flirtatious behind it. He's had trouble in the past discerning whether a girl was interested in him but he could easily tell if a guy was. "Nothing interesting in there?" the man said quietly. "A few colorful pictures and lots of words," Jason responded. "You know there are books that are almost entirely filled with pictures." "I've heard about those but I prefer the popup books." Both men chuckled quietly at their terrible jokes but clearly had other thoughts in mind. "Is the professor also putting you to sleep?" The man asked. "Yeah but I perked up as soon as I noticed you," Jason's face turned bright red, as he couldn't believe how forward he was. "I perked up a bit too." "I certainly hope so," Jason said as he placed his hand on the man's arm. The man looked down at Jason's hand and looked back at Jason. "Maybe we should take a break from the lecture." "I agree." Next thing Jason knew he was making out with this guy in the men's bathroom. He was ecstatic how easy it was to hook up now. As he kissed the man he let him take control of the situation. He felt large hands roam over his smaller frame. Then his body was pushed up against a wall and held there for a moment as the man continued to fondle him. Jason's own hand ventured down to the man's crotch and squeezed his hardening cock. The man couldn't hold back any longer and pushed Jason into an open stall and closed the door behind them. They stopped kissing for a moment as the man looked down at Jason. "Suck it," the man said. Without hesitation, Jason fell to his knees and frantically unzipped the man's pants. Suddenly a large, black cock sprung out and almost hit Jason in the face. Jason laughed inwardly as he looked at a circumcised dick. He pumped the cock with both hands a few times and licked the underside from the base to the tip. Jason spent the next minute giving the cock a tongue bath until he finally opened his mouth as wide as he could and engulfed the cock. He bobbed his head back and forth but was only able to swallow about a fourth of the length before he gagged. "Keep going. Fight the urge," the man said as he placed his hand behind Jason's head and pushed him closer. A shocked expression crossed Jason's face as he fought his gag reflex. The cock slowly made its way down Jason's throat until half of it was inside him. The man stopped pushing on Jason's head, which allowed him to pull back. As soon as the tip of his cock reached his mouth he pushed it back inside to its previous depth. Jason was still struggling to swallow the large cock so he slowed his speed. "There you go, suck it slowly," the man said. The slower pace slightly reduced the man's oncoming climax but Jason desperately wanted to taste his cum. Jason put more effort into pleasing the man by fondling his balls and moaning over his dick. For a moment he thought he heard someone enter the bathroom but then quickly leave. A part of Jason almost wanted to be caught because it thrilled him even more. "Fuck you are such a slut. We just met and you're already sucking my dick." It was the truth but Jason didn't care because this made him happy. He couldn't remember how long he started sucking this cock but his knees were sore. Jason's throat had become accustomed to the cock's girth so he sped up to get the man to cum soon. His ministrations worked as the man's breathing quickened. However, he didn't give Jason enough warning and came inside his mouth. Jason wasn't used to swallowing large amounts of cum and after the first two gulps he pulled the cock out of his mouth. It proceeded to spurt over his face until it dribbled on the rest on the floor. The man took some toilet paper and wiped off his cock and threw the wad at Jason. "You have something on your face," the man said as he zipped up his pants and left the stall. Jason couldn't see the man leave because his eyes were covered in cum. He blindly reached for toilet paper and pulled a large amount to wipe his face clean. Jason checked himself in the mirror as well and removed the remaining cum. After making sure his face was cum free he continued to stare at his reflection. He tried to figure out what persuaded him to flirt with a stranger to the point that he sucked his cock in the men's bathroom. He didn't even exchange names with the man. Jason was also content on ending it there and didn't convince him to return the favor. For some reason he was sexually satisfied and would do it all over again. However, Jason smiled at himself in the mirror with the knowledge that he is desirable. He then blew himself a kiss, winked, and walked out of the bathroom. As he walked back up the lecture hall steps he caught the eyes of several men and he gave his best come- hither look. His expression was returned with sly smiles until he got back to his seat. The man he gave a blowjob to was taking notes like nothing happened. "I never got your name," the man said. "Does it matter?" Jason responded. A giant rush flew through Jason and to him the fun just started. He wanted this feeling to continue so he was thinking about his plans for the night. There was a local bar that many students frequented and he was sure to find some more men who would be interested in him. Jason still had three more classes left in the day and he did his best to concentrate on the material. As soon as his last class ended around nine he quickly ran home and dropped off his backpack. Then he headed off to the local bar, McCloud's, to find another one-night-stand. McCloud's was like a bar trying to be a club. The lighting was dim, the music was loud, and they had a dance floor that was barely large enough for ten people. It was not the place someone would go to find a meaningful conversation. Instead, it was a place to binge drink and vent sexual frustration, and Jason was more interested in the latter. Even though it was a Monday night there were a good amount of people drinking and dancing. Jason saw a group of guys surrounding a beer pong table and he approached them. After carefully examining each of them he pinpointed one guy that seemed to be checking him out. The man was wearing a tight, v-neck shirt that was two sizes too small for him. His crew cut hairstyle and bulging muscles indicated he was in the military or at least ROTC. He smiled casually in Jason's direction almost asking him to make a move. "Hey, anyone call next?" Jason asked everyone at the table. "Actually I did but I still need a partner. Want to play together?" the built man asked. "Sure. I'm Jason by the way." "Walter." As the men watched the ongoing game they exchanged pleasantries. They had conversations about their majors, where they're originally from, and other college icebreaker questions. The current game ended and the two of them stepped up to play. Jason didn't care much for beer pong but it was just an excuse to talk more to Walter. "You know, I haven't played beer pong in a while," Jason said. "Really? You're pretty good," Walter said. "Well I am quite familiar with balls and holes," Jason winced at his own terrible joke. He made a mental note that he should get better at being subtle. Walter laughed as he looked at Jason with a shit-eating grin. "Maybe you should show me how familiar you are tonight," Walter said as he threw a ball and sunk it into a cup. Even though he was blunt, it seemed as if his flirting worked. They played through the game but lost against their opponents. They didn't care though and went back to the bar to order more drinks. One drink turned to two and then three, loosening both of their inhibitions. Although, Jason didn't need any more liquor to get in the mood. Jason's cock strained against his tight pants and Walter noticed the prominent bulge. "So, your place or mine?" Walter asked. "Neither," Jason replied as he took Walter's hand. Jason casually led Walter to the back door that opened into the alley. As soon as they turned a corner, Jason whipped around and placed a kiss on Walter's lips. Walter was caught off guard for a moment but then aggressively grabbed Jason and pushed him against the wall. Maybe it was the alcohol or his increased libido, but Jason hungrily made out with Walter as he bit his lips between kisses. Jason pushed Walter off of him, pulled down his pants, and presented his ass. "Fuck me Walter." They didn't have any lube on them but Jason didn't care because he desperately wanted Walter inside him. Walter quickly unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall around his ankles. After stroking his cock to full mast he placed its tip at Jason's puckered ass and shoved himself inside with all his strength. The sudden intrusion caused Jason to moan loudly and lean against the brick wall. Despite the lack of lube in Jason's ass he still enjoyed the bit of pain and being full of cock. Likewise, the increased friction on Walter's penis increased his own pleasure. Pretty soon their body heat increased and they sweated profusely. Jason couldn't get over how much he loved being fucked and did his best to push back against Walter's thrusts. Jason could feel Walter's cock swell larger, indicating he was close to cumming. With no warning, Jason reached back and turned his head towards Walter and planted another hungry kiss on his lips. Walter was aroused beyond his limit and came deep in Jason's ass, triggering Jason's own orgasm. Jason felt the familiar anal orgasm and his cock dribbled cum onto the floor as he moaned loudly into Walter's mouth. The rest of his body tensed up, including his ass, which clamped tightly around Walter's dick. Walter stayed inside Jason as his cock spurt out more cum and enjoyed the feeling of euphoria from his ejaculation. After about a minute of being entwined and slowly kissing each other they finally pulled apart. As Walter's cock came out of Jason's asshole a large amount of cum gushed out after it. Most of it landed on Jason's pants but he didn't notice. Walter cleaned himself off by first wiping his dick across Jason's ass and pulling his pants back up. Jason pulled his own pants up and winced as he felt a large wet spot rest against his ass. "That was fucking amazing," Walter said as his pulse steadied. "The way you fucked was amazing," Jason replied. "I want to give you my number in case you're looking for a repeat of tonight." "I would like that." Jason and Walter pulled out their phones and exchanged their numbers. Since Jason got what he wanted he decided to head home. It was about midnight when he got back to his apartment but he saw Mike was still awake playing video games. "Hey bud, what've you been up to?" Mike asked. "I was just at a bar." "On a Monday night? After the first day of classes?" "Yeah I wanted to have some fun." Mike noticed Jason's disheveled state. "Are you okay? I know you recently came out but you haven't been holding back with your cavaliering." "I'm just having fun. I never had much luck sleeping with women but apparently men can't get enough of me," Jason said honestly. Mike chuckled. "Alright, just be careful." "I will, I will." Jason walked away to his room. Jason entered his room and disrobed as he got close to his bed. A stray thought crossed his mind; maybe he should take a shower to clean out cum from his ass. However, when he used his hand to check for cum he couldn't feel any. Perhaps it had all dribbled out from his walk home. Seeing as his main concern wasn't there, Jason plopped down on his bed face first and naked. He passed out from exhaustion and dreamt once again about naked men. Waking up the next day Jason weakly got up from his bed and put on his cum stained boxers from the floor. Jason walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Taking off his boxers and tossing them aside he was about to step into the shower until he noticed his reflection. Where Jason once had a good amount of chest hair and a happy trail that led to his crotch, it was now completely smooth. His pubic hair seemed to be shorter as well. The stray back hairs were also gone but that pleased Jason. In fact his skin felt a lot smoother than normal. He looked around the floor to see if maybe they were rubbed off when he was having sex last night but he couldn't see anything. As he rubbed his chin confused he noticed it was smooth as well despite the fact that he hadn't shaved the past few days. Even though the hair on his body was gone the hair on his head seemed to be longer and brushed past his ears. Although he remembered that he hadn't gotten a haircut since he came back from his trip. Checking out his body closer he realized his physical mass was different as well. He was already thin but now he seemed to have an cinched waist and his ass was plumper. Jason stepped into the shower and mulled over these thoughts. Perhaps his recent body hair loss and head hair growth was because of the change in the water he used to shower in. He read articles how the difference between European and American water could have effects on hair and skin. What worried Jason was the change in his body because that meant his metabolism had slowed down and he had to watch what he was eating. However, with a fuller ass he could attract more men to fuck. At that thought Jason grew hard and had to rub one out. It took considerably longer than normal but he chocked it up to being tired. Jason ate some breakfast and prepared himself for another day of classes. His first lesson of the day progressed normally with introductions and an explanation of the coursework. However, by the time his second class started he was sweating profusely as his dick remained hard in his pants. He was worried that someone would notice and sure enough the man sitting in front of him glanced back every now and then. Although, every time he looked over at Jason his expression wasn't one of disgust but of lust. The man saw the same lustful expression on Jason's face and was confident they were thinking the same thing. When the class ended, Jason quickly exited the class and walked to an empty room at the end of the hall. He drew the blinds over the windows of the door and stepped away almost expecting someone to enter. Sure enough the person that was sitting in front of him came into the room and locked the door behind him. Jason was too horny for foreplay and quickly pulled down his pants and leaned over the nearest desk. The man took the invitation and dropped his own pants as he entered Jason with no resistance. Jason was almost proud at the fact that his asshole was wide enough to let a cock slide in with no lubrication. At this point Jason was used to being fucked by complete strangers and completely submitted himself to their will. The man leaned over as he fucked Jason and licked the back of his neck. "Oh god you smell so good. I don't know what cologne you wear but the moment I caught a whiff I had to have you," the man said. Jason bit down on his arm as he tried to prevent himself from moaning. Their impromptu fuck session didn't last long as the man blew his load into Jason, which set him off as well. "Thanks," the man said as he pulled his pants back up and exited the room. Strangely enough Jason felt a lot more energized and quickly pushed himself off the desk. As he buckled his pants he noticed that he happened to cum on the crotch region of his pants and it was very noticeable. On top of the stain he realized the stench of cum was strong and he decided it would be best to skip class the rest of the day and head home. Jason ran back to his apartment so no one would notice the embarrassing state he was in. As he ran he felt the guy's cum in his ass slosh around sending a pleasant shiver up his spine. Stepping inside he quickly checked if Mike was there but thankfully he wasn't. Jason went into his room and slipped his pants and boxers off. After examining the stain on his pants he figured he just had to run it under some water and his cum will be gone. His boxers, however, were a different story. Apparently a large amount of the other guy's cum leaked onto his boxers. He could smell a strong stench coming from it as he held it close to his face. He hated to admit it but it smelled...good. It smelled of musk and a lot like the guy that fucked him. Without realizing it, Jason brought the glob of cum to his mouth and licked it off his boxers. He tasted cum before but for some reason it tasted so much better than it did yesterday. At first it tasted salty but then a sweet aftertaste came through as the creamy jizz slipped down his throat. "Maybe the guy at something sweet?" Jason thought as he idly licked any remaining cum from his boxers. When he was done he threw them into his hamper and put on a fresh pair of underwear. Jason's pants were still drying after he scrubbed them and he didn't have any other clean pants left. Other than that he also didn't feel like going back to school and resigned himself to studying the rest of the day. However, before he was able to grab his books he felt his erection tent his underwear. He couldn't understand why he was so horny especially after he just had sex. Jason tried to hold off and did everything he could to make his penis flaccid. He walked around his room to pump his blood throughout his body. He thought of boring subjects such as rocks, snow, and clouds. He even tried to pee but nothing had an effect. Finally he gave in and decided to masturbate. Jason sat at his computer and pulled up a new bookmark he made that sent him to an exclusively man on man website. He scanned through video after video as he jacked off. Thirty minutes went by as Jason sat at his computer, and even though he came close to cumming several times, for some reason, he just couldn't. He realized that he enjoyed being stimulated from his ass so much that it might be the only way he could find release. Tired of staying on the edge of orgasm, Jason placed two of his fingers inside his mouth and lubed them. Jason then placed his legs on top of his desk in order to be in the right position and then slipped his fingers into his asshole. His cock responded in kind as he quickly rubbed his prostate. This time with the combined efforts of his fingers in his ass and other hand on his cock he came ten seconds later all over his chest. Without a second thought he scooped up his cum and licked it off his fingers. Since he could only orgasm from having his ass penetrated, Jason went online and bought an anal vibrator, lube, and a butt plug just for fun. He also paid for one day shipping because he could tell he was going to need it soon. In the meantime, Jason spent as long as possible reading his medical books before another erection demanded his attention. After masturbating again he continued to study. Jason repeated this cycle three more times but surprisingly enough he still had stamina. He almost forgot he should eat something when he noticed it was eight at night. Throwing some frozen French fries in the oven he took a moment to look around his apartment. Mike hadn't come home yet which was probably for the best. He already thought Jason was acting loose and Jason didn't want Mike to know he skipped out on the second day of classes. Jason took his plate of fries to his room and ate them as he watched videos on Youtube. They didn't quite fill him up but it was enough to give him energy for ones last session of porn before bed. Jason cleaned up after he was satisfied and as he slept he had more dreams of having sex with men. However, this time his body was smaller than it normally was. When Jason woke up in the morning he was determined to get through all of his classes that day. He even told himself that he would reward his accomplishment by hitting up Walter for a booty call. His classes for the day were the same as Monday so he knew what to expect. As Jason walked to his first class in the large lecture hall he felt his sex drive ramp up again. Although, this time he didn't so much as want a release but instead he had the urge to taste more cum. His efforts to try not to think about it just reminded him of the wonderful taste he had enjoyed the previous day. Luckily for him he knew someone in his next class that he was quite familiar with. Jason waited outside the door of his class and spotted the large, black man appear. Jason quickly walked up to him and grabbed his hand. The man was surprised by Jason's interruption but followed his lead. They went back into the bathroom where they previously had fun with each other. As they walked into a stall, Jason pushed the man towards the back and kneeled before him. "I'm Jason by the way." "I'm Chad, but you're just a slut to me." Being called a slut turned Jason on even more and he quickly took Chad's cock out of his pants. Much like before Jason was staring at a large cock but instead of starting slow he swallowed as much as he could in his mouth. He bobbed his head back and forth and each time he pushed forward he got closer to the base of the dick. For the first time, Jason looked up at Chad to catch his expression. Chad's eyes were closed from the pleasure and his mouth was slightly agape. Jason was thrilled that he was able to give Chad so much enjoyment. He worked more of Chad's cock as he felt it make its way down his throat. His gag reflex wasn't fighting back like earlier and before he knew it his nose was pressed against Chad's crotch. Jason remained in that position for a few moments to enjoy the sensation of being full. Finally he pulled back and worked the cock again. Not much later Chad came into Jason's mouth and he hungrily swallowed all of it. This time around Jason was faster at cleaning up and jumped back to his feet. "I'll see you in class," Jason said as he left the restroom. Jason found an open seat and took out his notebook from his backpack. After sucking off Chad he felt satisfied for the moment and could focus on the class. He listened carefully and took a good amount of notes without thinking about anything sexual. The class ended and Jason managed to get through his next class without an incident. However, by the time he got to his third class of the day a familiar urge was setting in again. Judging from his past experiences he figured it would be easy to find another horny guy to sate his desires. Low and behold he caught a guy glancing over at him. Jason had become so good at seducing men at this point that all he had to do was smile and walk out of the class. A minute passed and the man followed him outside and into another bathroom. One blowjob later and they were both back in class before it started. Once again Jason got through this class and the following one but he realized his calm state wasn't going to last. When his last class ended he grabbed his phone and sent a text to Walter. "Hey. What are you up to?" Jason sent. After a second or so Jason saw the speech bubble appear on his phone and then Walter responded. "Nothing. Looking for fun?" "Yes! How about somewhere more comfortable? My place?" "Down." "Awesome. I'll text you my address." Jason rushed home and cleaned up his room so it looked presentable when Walter arrived. He also found a couple of boxes at his front door. Jason brought the boxes into his room and took out the dildo, lube, and butt plug he ordered. Just then he heard a knock at his door and he went to let Walter in. "Hey-" Jason cut Walter off as he planted his lips on Walter's. "Less talking, more fucking," Jason said as he brought Walter to his room. They started making out and undressing each other as they reached the bed. Walter noticed the sex toys littering the bed and laughed. "Having a little fun without me?" Walter said. "They're nothing like the real thing," Jason responded. When both of them were fully unclothed they began to please each other. What transpired after was hours of sucking, fucking, moaning, swallowing, laughing, fucking, and the use of lots of lube. Jason knew Mike had to have come home at some point but he was so engrossed in the situation that he didn't care. Jason was about to suggest another round to Walter but he was silenced by Walter's finger on his lips. "I think I need to rest. Fuck, you really wore me out, I'm starving," Walter said as he panted. Jason looked at the time and realized it was twelve o'clock at night and he hadn't eaten dinner yet. In fact, he hadn't eaten anything the entire day yet he still had a lot of energy. However, he figured it would be best if they ordered a pizza to at least satisfy Walter. After placing the order online they chatted for a moment about each other. When Jason heard a knock at the door he slipped on some boxers and pants and left his room. He paid the pizza guy and idly wondered if he could convince the guy to a three-way but he didn't want to push his luck. Jason went into the kitchen to grab some water, bu