0 comments/ 134447 views/ 9 favorites Oral Fixation Ch. 1 By: BostonBeans Pt. I: An Awakening In my junior year of college I transferred from a small school to a very large Boston campus that had better facilities for the science courses I had decided to major in. I left behind my girlfriend of 2 years. While there was sadness I think we both knew that the relationship was deteriorating and that a break was inevitable. Our relationship had been very intense both physically and spiritually. Sue was smart and sweet, a good bed partner both energetic and adventurous. She in some way prepared me for what was to come. I was lost at first, coming to such a large campus. My roommate Bill was a nice guy but somewhat of a jock, playing on the hockey team. Since practices were scheduled in early mornings most days, he was gone before I arose and asleep early. Weekends he and his girlfriend Amy were seldom around. After getting my bearings I fell in with a good party crowd and spent most night when I was not studying at one or another of the trendy bars around Boston. I had no trouble meeting and taking home girls and seldom spent a Friday or Saturday night alone (and often with a different girl each night). After two years of monogamy this was OK with me! I thought of myself as a good lover and have no idea if this opinion was shared by my partners, though several did thank me and compliment me on my pussy licking technique. Ever since my first sex experience, with an older woman, I have loved performing this act. The feeling and smell of a woman's sex grinding into my face, the feeling of control as I bring her to a shuddering orgasm with my tongue, is something that excites me greatly. Strangely, while I enjoy receiving oral pleasure as foreplay I prefer to reach orgasm within a wet and willing cunt, pumping hard and dumping my seed deep in her belly. One afternoon I was studying in the student union building when I stopped in to a men's room. While sitting and thinking, I noticed some unusual activity in the stall next to me. Thinking that the occupant was getting high and hoping to score some, I peaked over the wall and was very surprised. The occupant was standing with his front pressed against the partition furthest from me, his pants dropped to his ankles and an intense look on his face. I dropped down, wondering what was going on, then peaked over again after a minute. This time he was sitting stroking his hard penis, and as I watched a hard and very large cock appeared through a hole cut in the partition. He leaned over and took the cock in his mouth, slurping noisily up and down then swallowing it. I stood mesmerized- I had never seen gay sex before, though I had participated in several groups scenes with varying amounts of girls and boys. The guy in the next stall stopped and looked over at me, right in the eye, smiled and went back to what he obviously enjoyed very much doing. I pulled my pants up and got out of fast, thinking 'to each his own' but also somewhat disgusted. I had stumbled across what I came to know as a 'glory hole'. Over the next few weeks I had occasion to be in that part of campus again but avoided that men's room. Still, the experience stuck with me. One night I had a dream about it, and I knew that I had to get this out of my system. One day after lunch I had two hours to kill before a lab, and decided that this would be as good a time as any. I went to the glory hole and took a seat in the middle stall- the one connected to the third stall against the wall by a crudely cut hole about groin high. Sitting down, I waited a few minutes and was ready to leave, feeling foolish, when the bathroom door opened and someone walked in. He stood against the urinals, but I could see him looking around. He was a light skinned black man, tall and athletic. Finally he stepped into the third stall and sat down. Peaking through the hole, I could see hairy legs, thighs and....his hand stroking his cock. Well, I thought, when in Rome, and began to stroke my own, which was quickly hardening. He took noticed and , barely audible, I heard him say "let me suck it". I stood up and, with some trepidation, stuck my manhood through the hole. It took some courage to expose my most sensitive part thus. He began to pull on my cock with strong steady strokes, then I could feel the moist heat of a pair of lips licking the shaft then slowly swallowing the head of my cock. Once the head was in he stopped at licked his tongue over the head and glans, making me rock hard in no time. Then he began to slowly work his way up and down my cock, his wet spit lubricating my shaft. The bathroom door opened and I jumped back, sitting down and trying to look like I was doing some legitimate business. I later learned not to be so nervous, almost everyone who uses this rest room knows what it is and is looking for some action. Even the chief of campus police stops in regularly! The intruder flushed the urinal, washed his hands and left. My cock had started to droop by now. My unseen friend stood and presented his own cock through the hole- now it was my turn. His cock was long but thinner than mine, very dark black compared to what I could see of his skin. I lifted it in my hand, and was somewhat surprised by the weight and density of it. I had never toughed another man's organ. I began to stroke it with my right hand, and it felt familiar yet different from my own when masturbating. I brought the head to my mouth, opened my lips and slid it in. The taste and sensation was unlike any that I had felt before. He began to pump slowly in and out of my mouth, and I tried to keep a good gentle suction on him. Sooner than I expected he began to grunt and buck- I knew he was about to cum. Surprisingly, I had not thought what I would do- let him cum in my mouth? Swallow it if he did? The first decision was made for me as he grunted hard and shot a load of cum in my mouth. It tasted sweet, salty, musky --- I swallowed every drop. He pulled back his cock slowly, then pulled up his pants and bolted out! The fucker. I had to bring myself off with my hand, which did not take very long. My cum splattered against the partition and onto the floor, joining numerous other cum stains already there. I wiped myself off, pulled up my pants and left, my mind a mix of excitement and confusion. To Be Continued... Oral Fixation Ch. 2 Pt. II: Discovered After my first experience with the gay 'glory hole' in the student union building, I became a semi-regular participant in the anonymous, illicit sexual activity there. Once or twice a week I would stop by, sometimes to get a good wet blow job from an unknown partner and sometimes to provide that service to an equally unknown cock. In the course of three months in that one 'glory hole' I probably received 10 blowjobs, and gave somewhat less than that number. All kinds of men- with all kinds of cocks- would come in. Young students, probably first year living away from home, jocks looking for a quick release before practice, older students and one visitor who I believe was a professor and who gave me the sweetest head I had had for a long time. For the first time I examined, and sucked off, an uncircumcised penis. Long cocks, thick ones, average sized...black white and Asian. I learned a lot about sexuality and about giving and receiving sexual pleasure in that time period. Techniques for delaying orgasm, or for quickening or intensifying it. I learned to control the tempo of sex so as to increase pleasure in either giving or receiving fellatio. Some of the men on the other side of the wall, when presented with my throbbing hard cock, would be obvious newbies and others experienced masters. One man offered me his anus but, not being interested, I passed up this opportunity. In that time I continued to date and sleep with women. Often my thoughts during sex would be confused and jumbled. While going down on a wet moaning pussy I would be thinking of the fat short cock I had swallowed the day before. Or, while receiving a blow job from a girl, I would compare it to others I had received from men and had to resist giving pointers to my female bed partners who were willing but unpracticed cocksuckers. One day I was waiting for some business when a student walked in and, rather uncertainly, sat in the third stall. Something about him seemed familiar. For me, the anonymous nature of the assignations were part of the thrill so I avoid trying to recognize or even look too closely at the faces of my partners there. This student dropped a pile of books and then slowly presented me with his semi-erect penis. I licked the shaft up and down, feeling the blood flow into his member and harden it. When I was ready I slipped it into my mouth. He immediately began to fuck my mouth, sliding in and out forcefully and with quickening pace. This clearly showed his inexperience, because most men know that a good suck job is much more than a mouth fucking- a relaxed tongue and lips can elicit much different pleasure. But I enjoyed giving all sorts of blow jobs and let him choose his own style. Rather quickly he let loose a big load in my mouth that I swallowed, then he allowed me to keep his softening penis in my mouth so that I could clean it off . As soon as he was done he pulled his pants up and left- no reciprocation- not a surprise. Later that week I met a girl in a dance club who invited me to her apartment. On the elevator up to her room she wasted no time in telling me the reason for her interest. She had heard of my skill in eating pussy and, being particularly desirous of that activity, had sought me out. Willing as always, I agreed and soon we were in her bed, her naked and shaved pussy riding my face as I licked and sucked on her pussy lips and clit. She was very hot and soon her pussy lips engorged and retracted, so that from that point it was more like kissing a pair of lips on a mouth than a cunt. As I slowly brought her to orgasm I felt a strange sensation happening to my cock, which was waving like a flagpole awaiting my turn to cum. Someone was sucking on my cock. My face was entirely covered by wet hot cunt so I could not see what was happening. It turns out that the girl's roommate had been waiting for us and was in on the setup. I took turns licking each girl in turn as they played with my cock and each other. I ended up coming in each ones cunt and once over the tits of one while the other sucked my cock, then ate up my cum on her roommates chest and nipples. That was one fun night, and I spent many a pleasant hour in those girl's apartment over the next month or so. About this time I was sitting at our kitchen table one Saturday afternoon, studying for a big test on Monday. My roommate Bill walked in. We seldom saw much of each other, since his hockey practices got him out of the apartment early in morning and he was usually in bed by 9:30. We started to catch up, trading stories and news, and he got up and took two beers from the fridge. So much for studying. Bill began to tell me of this great place he had found on campus. All one had to do was to go there, show a hard cock, and receive a free blowjob almost anytime. He described one blowjob he had received a few weeks ago- how hot and wet the mouth was, how trained lips and tongue had cleaned off his cock after swallowing every drop of his cum. Had I ever heard of such a place? Beet red, I stared at the floor, then slowly found the courage to bring my eyes up to his. No escape- I had been discovered. After a minute or two of silence Bill said that he would not tell the whole class that I was a cocksucking gay slut if I agreed to give him head whenever he asked for it---starting now. Bill stood up and slid his shorts down exposing his half erect cock-familiar now that I remembered that day in the glory hole. He walked over to me and pressed it against my face. Trapped and with no escape, I turned and began to suck him off. As before, he began by fucking my mouth, grasping the back of my head to steady himself. I felt strange, having not just the cock but the entire body of my partner in front of me, smelling the sweat of his thighs and the crinkle of his pubic hair. I reached up and hefted his balls- they were tight and surprisingly heavy, swaying as he penetrated my mouth. I had little control as he plunged deeper into my mouth and throat than I was used to, causing my to choke slightly. He slowed, then quickened his pace and exploded a load into my mouth that I swallowed quickly. Bill pulled up his pants, sat down, and finished his beer. He told me that his girlfriend Amy did not like to give head and so he had visited the glory hole out of curiosity one day and had immediately recognized me. He had waited for the right moment to tell me, and that I wasn't to worry he would not tell any one else. We smoked a joint and then Bill got dressed and went out for a date with Amy, leaving me with a spinning head and confused mind, trying to sort out all the sensations and feelings these events had brought out in me. To Be Continued... Oral Fixation Ch. 3 Pt. III: Experiments After that day in our dorm room when my roommate Bill blackmailed me into giving him a blowjob, he continued to ask for head and I was not unwilling to comply. For the first week or so he had me suck him almost every week day- after that it was once or twice a week except during his girlfriend Amy's 'bad' week when he wanted it more frequently. Having the same man to suck off every day brought a new dimension to my oral sex activities. Bill's favorite position was still with him standing and me kneeling or sitting in front of him. However on some occasions he would call me into his bedroom and show me his hard cock, and I would climb on the bed with him and carefully clean his cock and balls before swallowing him deep for an intense orgasm. Bill learned to relax and let me use some of the techniques I had learned to elicit maximum pleasure from him. For instance, I often tried holding his cock with the head in my mouth and the shaft half buried, licking the head and stroking his shaft and balls with my hand. I learned that he particularly liked a gentle squeeze of the balls just before he came- he said it made his orgasm more forceful. Another trick I learned was, while he was lying in bed, to gently and repeatedly stroke the area between his naval and the top of his cock as I sucked him off. This also seemed to intensify his pleasure in my blowjob and his orgasm. Sometimes Bill would come into my room early I the morning before hockey practice and wake me up to suck him off. These blowjobs, with him freshly showered and rested and me still warm from bed, were some of the best. I would fall asleep for another hour and wake to find my lips or eyelids crusted with dried cum. I discontinued visiting the glory hole during this time also. I was obviously giving all the oral sex I desired and Bill didn't mind if I jerked myself off while sucking him, so that we sometimes came at almost the same time. I continued to date and sleep with girls. In fact, my sexuality deepened and intensified in general and I believe this was noticed by my girlfriends, who often exhausted themselves and me with the intensity of our fucking. At first it was strange having a girl over and seeing Bill, knowing that I was his regular oral sex partner, and wondering if he or I would let something slip to reveal the nature of our relationship. However, in every other way Bill and I continued to be normal roommates with separate lives and friends, seldom seeing each other except for weekends and an hour or so of hot sex each week. One Sunday night late I was asleep in my room when I heard Bill and Amy come in. They had been away for the weekend leaving me with the dorm room to myself. They were noisy and woke me up. Both our bedrooms opened to the living room and my door was ajar, so that I could see the two of them on the couch. It was obvious that they were intent on having sex, as Bill had Amy's top down and was sucking on her tits. This was pretty different because they were usually very discrete. Amy had her hand down Bills pants and I could see the very familiar outline of his growing cock through his shorts. I had never seen Amy naked, and as Bill undressed her I could see that she had large breasts with dark nipples that jutted out at least an inch. As she turned I was surprised to see that her pubic hair was not shaved at all. I like hairy pussy, though I know that many men do not. The feel of pubic hair in my face while I savor the soft wetness of a cunt, the smell of a women's musk and my own semen in her pubic hair, were all turn-ons to me. Not that I have ever turned down a partially or wholly shaved one! I watched titillated as two people, one known very well to me and the other almost a stranger, began to have sex. Amy pushed Bill onto his back and got astride his chest, pushing each nipple into his mouth for sucking. Her cunt left wet marks on his chest. She began to kiss and lick Bill's neck and chest, then stomach and I could see his cock rise in anticipation as her pussy dragged over it. However, Amy's lips stopped short of Bill's groin and reversed direction. I could sense his frustration and he gently grasped her shoulders and urged her down. With a twist that sent her large breasts swinging she broke free and climbed back to his face, whispering something in his ear. Bill shook his head no but she whispered again, this time gently tickling his balls as she urgently whispered in his ear. Bill apparently agreed this time because, with Amy still stroking his cock, he sat up from the couch and called "Jeff, would you come out here please?" I froze, stopped breathing, tried to be not there. Certainly I had not heard him correctly? "Jeff, we know you are watching us, please come out," Bill repeated. Not knowing what else to do I got out of bed and walked into the living room, my own erection showing through my pajama shorts. Bill stood up as I approached and so did Amy, and as they did the musk of mingled sweat and sex assaulted my nose and made my head spin. Amy smiled and said "Jeff, Bill has told me about your special talents. As I don't like to give head myself I haven't minded that he got it from you. Would you mind demonstrating your technique for me, now?" My first thought was to flee, this could not be happening! But Amy came over to me and slipped her hands down my pants to caress my cock. "You will not be sorry," she urged. Overwhelmed by the combined sexual tension in the room I dropped to my knees and took Bill's familiar cock in my mouth. My tongue felt the same form- the same smoothness to the head, the swelling organ, the stiff shaft, but my other senses were on overload. As I sucked Bill Amy moved close to him and his fingers found her bushy pussy and delved into her lips. Amy moaned and rubbed her crotch against Bills thigh inches away from where my mouth was consuming his feverish cock.. Bill's cock seemed to grow longer and harder than ever before. Amy's juices flowed out of her like a spring, covering his fingers, now pumping into her vagina with the same tempo I was using on his cock, with slippery fragrance. Her bushy pubic hair brushed up against my brow as I took Bill's cock deep in my throat, his own sparser but stiffer hair against my upper lip. In a short while Bill began to moan and pump in and out of my mouth, his excitement overwhelming him. I knew from long experience that he was about to cum and slid one hand across to squeeze his testicles. A second later he pumped three quick bursts of thick semen down my throat and collapsed onto the couch, gasping. Amy let Bill go and pulled my face into her crotch. With Bill's cum still dribbling from my chin I began to suck in her juices, as much to keep from drowning as anything, as she ground her cunt into me. My tongue snaked out and found her clitoris, eliciting more wetness and a load moan from Amy. Within seconds she was cumming intensely, loudly and violently. Her back arched and her knees buckled, so that for a second her entire weight was suspended on my tongue in her cunt. She slipped down and back, landing across Bill who was watching with both thrill and fear as his girlfriend convulsed spasmodically. When it was done she let out a low animal moan and was still. Bill sat up and brushed the hair off Amy's face. "Wow honey, I've never seen you cum like that before," he said. "I never have. I never have," was all she said. To Be Continued... Oral Fixation Ch. 4 Pt. IV: A Friend In Need After that Sunday night when I performed oral sex on both my roommate Bill and his hot girlfriend Amy, we tried to go on with our life and studies as if nothing had happened. The experience was too intense and too hot to digest so we said and did nothing for a fortnight. Bill avoided me, not even asking for his weekly blowjobs from me, for the first week but on the following Tuesday morning came into me room early and had me suck him off before hockey practice. As I did I had flashbacks to that scene that stimulated my brain so that I could not fall asleep again. About a week and a half after that, on Friday, I was asleep in bed with a girl that I had picked up in the cafeteria. We were both exhausted from our two hours of urgent fucking. My left hand rested upon her ample breast and while the fingers of my right were tangled with the soft curls of her pubic hair, trimmed but not shaved, sticky with the results of our passion. I did not awake when Bill and Amy came in but suddenly became aware of a presence in my room. It was Amy, naked, whispering urgently to me. "Jeff, get up, we need you!" Not wanting to wake my bed mate I slipped out of bed filled with anxiety. What was wrong-a burglar, a broken pipe, someone needed bail money? Amy led me into Bill's room where he lay upon his back, obviously half drunk. Amy said "Jeff, Bill and I want to have sex and he is too drunk to get it up. Can you help?" I didn't want to make a scene and possibly awaken the girl sleeping in my own bed a few feet away. I climbed on the bed between Bill's outstretched legs and began to softly suck his cock. It stirred, slowly hardening. Amy climbed over Bill's stomach facing me, and when Bill's cock was sufficiently erect she gently pushed me back and sat on it. As she began to ease herself up and down I stayed there and licked Bill's balls. Amy paused with her cunt full of Bill's sizable cock and caressed my head, then pulled me to her. I licked her pussy, and continued alternating between Bill's hairy balls and her even hairier pussy until Bill came. Amy rested a minute, Bill's cum leaking out of her and onto my face. A second later she was on her back beside Bill, who was now half asleep, with her legs spread. "Jeff, I haven't cum yet, please fuck me." Not needing another invitation I moved over and plunged my cock into her. She was very hot, surprisingly tight, and the extra sensation of Bill's semen washing around inside her made her channel wetter. As I pumped into her Bill turned over and began to sleepily suck on her left breast. In a few minutes Amy was cumming, on orgasm less intense but deeper than the first time I had made her cum with my tongue. A minute later I came, deep in her pussy, the way I like it best. Hers was the second cunt I had showered with cum that night. I kissed Amy and we lay together for a few moments. Then I returned to my own bed and the soft body of the girl who was sleeping there. The next morning my friend had to go, promising that if I called her we could have much more of the same. If only she really knew!