Almost [Chapter Three]

Kinks: Edging, Bondage, Roleplay

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POV: Jeff, Outside the Dorm Area

Okay, I can do this.

To be honest, I'm not used to being the guy who goes after someone. Most times, the girls and the guys come to me for the fun and the dick. So yeah, don't judge when I say that my heart's beating fast right now as I hang back a bit at the dorm grounds.

Basky: Here na ko bro. Smoke lang ako saglit, ok lang? Kinda nervous, first time ko gawin to kasi.

Yeah, yeah, whatever bravado I've had earlier has left me completely. I don't know what kind of bottom guy this is, but his "guarantee" of making my dick last an hour still sounds like a foreign experience for me.

J O: Sure. You want me to come down to pick you up?

Basky: Nah, I'm good. Akyat na ko when I finish this stick.

J O: Sige.

I pull out my pack of smokes and light up a stick, reveling in the comforting sensation of the act. I blow a cloud of smoke upwards and calm myself down, each inhalation bringing an added level of peace to my nerves.

It'll be fine, Jeff. You'll give this guy a great time and he'll make your dick last long this time, I repeated to myself.

Hey, for the record, I'm never usually like this. Pagdating lang talaga sa pagputok ng tite ko, dun na ko nagkakaron ng anxiety and performance issues.

Before I know it, ubos na yung yosi sa kamay ko.

Okay. Moment of truth.

I head up the dorm and got greeted by some familiar faces who were loitering around the common areas - dating kaklase sa ibang subjects, mga nakainuman and nakajamming, and even a few members of the varsity. No big deal naman if they saw me here since I can literally be anywhere given how many people I interact with on this school.

Besides, if anyone asks, I can always say that I'm here to get something from a friend. No one would even bother to pry.

Basky: Heading up na. Man, I'm so hard.

And I'm not lying. I cursed myself that I'm wearing my loose sweatpants since bumabakat tite ko. I already caught the stare of a girl who was chatting with her friends and it's an effort to conceal it as I walk up the stairs.

Whoever you are, Mr. J O, you'd better be worth this night.

J O: I thought so >:) Did you jack off today?

Basky: Before I chatted you up kanina.

J O: This should be fun.

Fuck, he's good. I don't know who this guy is, but he's turning me on good.

Humanda ka sakin talaga.

"Yo, cap! Anong ginagawa mo dito tonight?" I was about to type in a reply when I heard Raymond's voice call out to me. Paakyat din sya behind me. Raymond is one of my team's players and a damn good one at that. Barkada ko din after practice and oftentimes a wingman pag nagtitripping sa bars.

"Hey, Ray, eto may kukunin lang from a friend." I indicate my phone as a sign na may kausap ako. I remembered na dito nga pala sya nag-iistay. "Ikaw, san ka na naman nanggaling? Gabi na ah!"

"Nagdinner lang, pre." Raymond snickers as he joins me in heading up. Shit, sana di nya malaman kung sang unit ako pupunta. "Need ko na din magreview for tomorrow, may exam na matindi."

"Siguraduhin mong papasa ka ah, ayokong ma jeopardize position mo sa team!" I slapped him on the shoulder as we reached his room. Fuck, his room is just a few doors away from the guy's!

"Sige, mehn, takits sa practice." Raymond waves me goodbye and heads into his room.

J O: San kana?

I heaved a sigh of relief and walked briskly towards his unit.

Basky: Right outside your door.

I knock on his door and it opens a few seconds later, revealing a skinny guy in glasses, hair kinda disheveled, and giving off 100% nerd vibes.

"H-hey." He had a look of surprise on his face as he saw who I was. I didn't know if my face had that look too, since he certainly wasn't the guy I expected to have that cocky confidence vibe.

"Hi." I greeted back with a smile as he let me into his unit, the guy closing the door behind me.

"Jeff." I extend a hand towards him.

"Oliver." he shook my hand with a smile.

This is the guy who will keep my dick hard for two hours?

Not gonna lie, I can already feel my boner slipping away.

Maybe I expected too much of his post.

In the heat of that moment, I didn't see Raymond catch me walk into Oliver's unit.

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POV: Oliver

My world stopped as I opened the door.

I'm used to impromptu encounters and seeing the guy for the first time at the moment of truth, but man.

DAMN.

BASKY IS JEFF.

Jeff. The guy I've been fantasizing for the longest time.

The most popular guy in school.

The guy who can have his pick of girls and guys to sleep with and have flings on.

He's here now. In the flesh. In my room.

And he wants to have some fun with me.

To edge him.

Kill me now. No, wait, don't kill me now. Make this feeling last forever.

It's like I'm being edged myself.

"Is... something wrong?" he asked, his voice uneasy. I can tell from the look on his face that he isn't too thrilled by the prospect of me having him, but I kinda expected this.

Most guys get skeptical when they see me because I'm not really stellar in the looks and body department. Heck, I've had a few walk-outs before, and it was on mutual agreement naman.

But, my God, Jeff, please don't walk out of this one. I promise I'll make you feel really good.

"Wala naman." I shrugged, composing myself once more. "I guess I didn't expect you'd..."

"...come over and do it?" Jeff asked with a smile. "Not gonna lie, bro, I'm kinda skeptical at this point, pero I'm here na, so may as well see what happens, right?"

I laugh at that. The guy knows how to break an awkward ice, at least. "That's true. Thanks for coming."

"So..." he cast a look around my room - I'm guessing he's figuring out what sort of thing I have in store for him. "How do we go about this?"

Aside from the made-up bed and the edging implements I have set up by the bedside table, my unit just about contains every bit of paraphernalia one would expect to find in a nerdy academic's place.

"Hubad na then higa ka sa bed." I walk over to my desk and close my laptop, motioning him towards my bed.

"Okay." he didn't even hesitate. He removed his shirt and slid down his sweatpants. Nothing else underneath.

My eyes wandered down to that which I've always fantasized about whenever my jerkoff fantasies are on Jeff - his dick.

And my God is it just the perfect thing.

Half-erect at maybe 4-5 inches, Jeff's cock twitched with that familiar sensation of lust slipping away, when one has made himself horny and then that lust evaporates. Normally I'd take that as a score against me, but I'm not intent on backing out of this fight.

That dick's gonna be hard and begging for release by the time I start enjoying it.

My eyes take in the rest of his body and it's just as perfect as his dick. It's a feast for the senses and the meal is laid out before my bed, ready for me to savor with my hands.

"You like?" Jeff turned to me with a grin, flexing his dick, which had begun to grow hard again. I guess he has a bit of a showoff vibe. "Upo na. Unless may iba ka pang gagawin?"

I scoff and smirk at him. "Why, ano sa tingin mo ang gagawin ko sayo, papakantot?"

"Hindi ba yun ang gagawin mo?" he appeared puzzled, maybe a hint of disappointed. Oh, just you wait, honey.

"No." I smile and smirk again, sliding my palms between his legs and rubbing up to his crotch, intentionally not touching the dick itself.

It twitched and he moaned softly.

"Fuck. Massage ba gagawin mo?" Jeff smiled at me. "Bro, I don't pay masahistas ha, just saying."

I laughed at that. "It's kind of like a massage, pero no, no need to pay me or anything. Your enjoyment and mine is payment enough. Have you ever heard of edging?"

He shook his head. "No, what is it?"

My smile turns wicked at that as I wrap one hand around his now-erect member.

"You'll see."

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POV: Jeff

Whoa, I take it back.

I was disappointed kanina when I saw Oliver, I'll admit, but damn, this little guy knows how to turn a man on!

He wrapped a hand around my dick and it sent shivers up my spine, my dick twitching reflexively and flexing its hardness against his closed hand. It was neither tight nor loose, sobrang saktong kapit na parang nakapasok yung tite ko sa loob.

Fuck, parang puke.

"Tigas ah." Oliver remarked with a smile, his eyes observing my dick like how a scientist would scrutinize a specimen. I feel like a lab experiment being studied in a kinky fashion.

The thought turned me on. So much.

"It's yours tonight." I manage to reply. "Two hours, right?"

"I don't even know if you'll last ten minutes." Oliver gave it a slow stroke that almost felt like I'm fucking someone. Fuck, wala pang lube to, kamay palang!

Oh, God.

Like a stopwatch, I feel the two minute timer inching closer and closer to the mark.

"Oh." A smile crossed Oliver's face, then turned his attention away from my dick and to me. "Are you... close?"

Was that just me or did he say 'close' with a tone of sadism to it?

"N-no." I quickly reply, flashing him my trademark cocky grin, pero deep inside the stroking he's doing - yes, he hasn't stopped stroking this entire time - is beginning the process of unlocking all of my orgasm floodgates.

T-minus sixty seconds to launch.

Oliver smiled. "Okay, so I suppose it's fine if I do... this?"

He suddenly presses his other hand on the head of my dick and rubs his palm around it while stroking me, sending a jolt of pleasure traveling down to my balls.

"O-oh, shit... fuck..." I moaned, unable to control the wave of pleasure that I just felt.

T-minus thirty.

Fuck. He's very good.

My record so far is two minutes, and nothing less than that. If he makes me cream his hand at less than that, he's either got godly hands or he's just broken his own marketing promise.

Shit. He hasn't stopped rubbing and it's starting to feel really weird.

Really good.

"St-stop... wait..." I gasp, my eyes widening and moving my hand to stop his stroking.

"Hmm? Lapit na?" he asked with a grin, his strokes halted by the intrusion of my hand.

I swallowed hard and nodded shakily. Fuck, hindi na ko makasalita sa sarap.

I don't know what I'm feeling!

No guy or girl has ever made me this speechless. I'm usually very vocal with my pleasure, but he's doing me so good that I need to focus more on keeping my cum from exploding right now!

T-minus fifteen.

"I guess you're that kind of guy, huh." Oliver's smile widened - it was almost as if he's actively enjoying my torment now. "But your hand won't really stop me from doing... this."

WHAT THE FUCK?

My dick suddenly felt like it's being squeezed. Not the kind of squeeze of someone holding it na nanggigigil sa sarap ng tigas ng tite ko. It's like...

HOLY SHIT.

Zero.

Whatever thoughts I was having next was lost as the throes of orgasm overrode my senses and I exploded, quite intensely, all over his hand. My mind literally went blank as pure euphoric orgasm just took over completely, my body vaguely aware that my prostate is busily throbbing and pumping out as much cum as my balls still have, and I feel there's still a lot, because I felt the fluids rush out of my dick like water from a high-pressure hose.

I think tumalsik pa nga ata.

FUCK.

TANGINA.

WHAT DID HE DO TO ME?

I'm still drifting in that bliss. I want to think of something else, but the pleasure ebbs back and forth, washing over any coherent thought that I form in my head.

I'm in heaven.

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POV: Oliver

Well, that was a surprise.

It must have been, what, less than a minute? Two minutes?

I'm used to guys cumming prematurely when I start edging them, but Jeff takes the cake for me.

I haven't even started yet. Humahagod palang ako.

As someone who has edged many dicks in my career, I can usually tell when a guy is close just by feeling his cock and sensing its throbs, coupled by the facial and vocal reactions of the edgee. It's a delicate trick to master, but I soon realized that no guy can really hide it no matter how much of a brave face they put on.

Jeff, though, makes me consider changing my standards. I felt his signs agad and I barely managed to stop myself before he fully lost it. Granted, I didn't expect him to cum just from my hands mimicking the vaginal / anal contractions.

Now his cum covered my hand, his crotch, his abs, and some even shot as far as his neck. I've seen cumshots from my edging experiences and they're all intense things to witness, but Jeff's cumshot was like watching a fountain that rhythmically shot a jet of water.

Fuck, a wad of it even hit the wall!

Damn.

DAMN.

I sat transfixed at this sight while I noted Jeff staring blankly at my ceiling, his breathing slow and deep. This one I know too - the post-orgasm high. No, the post-edging high.

To think he'd hit this with just barely two minutes of edging.

My God.

The things he can achieve if he's edged for longer.

I want that. I want longer.

"Are you... okay?" I removed my hand and wiped it on a ready towel rag, smiling at him, still fascinated by this new layer of discovery I've just made at the guy who's the core object of my fantasies.

"You... fuck..." he blinked as he slowly turned his attention towards me, pointing a finger at me. "...you... fucking lied, man..." he was catching his breath at quick intervals.

"I lied?" I asked, taken aback by the words. Hala, did I do something wrong?

"You said..." Jeff gasped. "...you said one hour!"

I laughed.

"I concede na you're unlike any guy I've ever edged, Jeff." I said. "Most guys last for longer. Was it that good na hindi mo talaga kinaya?"

He shook his head and took a deep breath. "Super, bro. I've never cum so hard. Pero yeah, I tend to cum real fast."

"Oh?" I handed him a tissue roll as he slowly sat himself on the bed. I can tell that he was still shaking and reeling from the pleasure.

"It's why... it's why when I saw your post, I figured you'd be different and actually make me last. I guess not, huh?" he grinned and laughed as he wiped off his cum. He made a few wads of it just from the sheer amount of cum he had to clean.

"I think I can help you with that. That's what edging is for, actually." I offered, taking the tissue wads and tossing them to my waste bin.

"No, that's fine, bro, I know there's something wrong with me." Jeff smiled at me, and I can sense a resigned tone in his voice. Oh no, please don't make this the last one!

"Okay. I'd offer to continue pero baka mag-collapse ka na if I do. Mukhang intense yung na-experience mo eh." I just managed to say. Internally I'm feeling the end of an amazing but short-lived encounter.

"Yeah. It was definitely mind-blowing, bro, pero I guess I'll see nalang next time if I'll be as lucky." Jeff said, getting to his feet and reaching for his clothes. "Hey, for what it's worth, man, that one outranked every fuck I've ever had so far. Kudos, pre."

I don't know how to take those words, if I should be proud of my skills that I've outranked every fuck that Jeff has had, or if I should break down because he's not going to come back after this, given those usual words: Next time nalang ulit.

Heard that many times, and many "curious" edgees have vanished into thin air afterwards.

"Well, you know how to reach me and find me." I just manage a reply as I get to my feet, Jeff having finished dressing up at this point.

"Yeah, chat you up again sometime, Ollie." Jeff smiled at me and headed towards the door. "Super thanks for tonight. I had loads of fun."

I open it for him to let him out.

Goodbye, Jeff, I guess.

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Continued on Chapter 4