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University Discoveries

By: fantasyhunter2



This is the story of a young man's awakening to another side of his sexuality. If a depiction of sex between two males offends you in any way please do not read. 

In the fall of my twentieth year I finally left home for the first time. My father left my mother when I was young and then had the audacity to get himself killed a couple of years later. He had no life insurance and without child support my mom barely managed to keep a roof over our heads and food in our bellies. There was no way I was going to go off to a university. So I stayed home and worked after high school while attending the local community college part-time. Fortunately I got lucky. A professor at the small school took a liking to me and helped me get a full-ride scholarship to an out of state university after two years of good grades at the community college. My scholarship included housing as long as I lived in the dorms.

When I arrived I quickly discovered I would be one of the oldest guys in my dorm. Most of the older students left dorm life for the local apartment dives. I couldn't afford to do that and besides I liked the idea of living in the dorms after having never been away from home. Truth was I had led a pretty sheltered life. I was popular in high school and had my share of girl friends along the way, but after graduation things slowed way down in the romance department. School and work and helping mom with the house didn't leave much time or money to date. I had what they call these days a "friends with benefits" relationship with a girl that lived down the street. She was two years older than me and also had never left home. Basically, we got together to fuck whenever one or both of us got so horny we couldn't stand it anymore. Both of us knew it would never be more than a physical thing. At the beginning of that summer she fell for some guy from her work, so I was left with masturbation as my only relief. I was hoping to fix that problem soon at college.

Unfortunately, the first few of weeks of living in a coed dorm just magnified my horniness without offering up any companionship to relieve the need. I was amazed at how freely the females in our dorm walked around with almost no clothes. My roommate was a nice guy and we got along well but he was just around too much. So much so that even my masturbating had to be limited. We shared the shower with three other rooms in a cluster arrangement. It was a big tile room with three shower heads so there would be no long waits. With constant possibility of being interrupted I was usually too nervous to stroke one off, though I did indulge once in the shower. That was before I accidentally walked in on a guy from the room next door on his knees sucking another guy's dick. I dashed back out so fast I didn't even see the other guy's face. To this day I have no idea who was getting blown in the shower.

Before that I had never given more than a passing thought to homosexual sex. After that I couldn't get the image of that guy's long fat cock sliding past my neighbor's lips out of my head. Worse in my opinion back then I was starting to imagine a cock in my mouth. At first it was just in a dream, but later while awake I would think about being the guy on my knees. Of course with the living arrangement we had it was impossible not to see other guy's cocks. Most of the time there was at least one other guy in the shower and my room mate was not the least bit modest in our room. If I was there and he was changing he would strip bare without turning away. Not that seeing his bare ass would have been any less confusing to me then. 

Greg, my room mate was 19 and almost two years younger than me. He was about my height, six foot and in good shape. I began to realize he was a pretty good looking guy. Something I hadn't really noticed one way or the other about guys in the past. He worked out like I did and had well defined but not gross muscles. I also began to notice his cock more and more. Though I had not seen it hard it was certainly longer than mine when it was soft. It hung down lower than his rather large heavy looking ball sack. My cock tended to grow a lot in size when I was aroused and I wondered if his grew in the same proportion as mine did. Another thing different about him was his hair color. He was blond and his pubic hair was very light colored and sparse unlike mine which was dark and much thicker. I had previously noticed his amazing blue eyes. You couldn't meet the guy and not notice those azure pools. The guy could probably have been a model but he hardly seemed to know how good looking he was. 

One day after a shower he came into the room and began searching for something in his stuff. The bending and twisting caused his towel to fall off and he didn't bother to pick it up. Instead he continued his search, parading around and bending over naked in front of me. For the first time in my life I got an erection from looking at another guy naked. I managed to hide it from him and he was so busy searching he didn't notice how much I was looking at him. Once he found what he needed he dressed quickly and left. He wasn't gone a minute before my pants were around my ankles and I was beating my meat like a wild man. As I did so Greg was starring in a little fantasy that filled my mind. Instead of dressing and leaving he had come over to my bed in the fantasy. I was sucking his cock and he was stroking mine. In my fantasy he came in my mouth just as I came all over my t-shirt in reality.

I could barely speak to him for days after that I was so embarrassed. What made it worse was I couldn't get the idea of sucking his cock out of my mind. I kept telling myself that these thoughts were coming because I hadn't had any pussy in so long. But I didn't really believe that since I began finding reasons to see Greg naked. If he went to the shower I would end up joining him if I could. If I knew he would be changing clothes I wouldn't leave the room even if I had somewhere to be. The more I thought about sucking him and him sucking me the more embarrassed I got. Though I didn't realize it at first my not talking to him was being noticed. It was Greg that finally confronted me.

"Damn, man, what the fuck did I do to piss you off?" He asked one afternoon while we were both hanging out in the room.

"Huh, I am not pissed at you," I responded completely oblivious as to why he asked the question.

His response felt like a punch in the gut, because I immediately knew he knew more than I wanted him to know.

"Well shit, you barely fucking speak to me anymore, but, er fuck..the thing is you seem to want to be around me all the fucking time. Shit we took four fucking showers together this week. Weird coincidence."

I know my jaw must have dropped wide open because he got a look in his eye like the characters in cartoons get when the light bulb appears over their heads. At that point I figured he was going to beat me up because I was having queer thoughts about him. To my surprise he walked over and sat next to me on my bed.

"Man, why didn't you say something? Nothing wrong with having thoughts about stuff," He said in a sincere concerned tone.

"I am not having any thoughts," I protested.

He reached over and squeezed my cock through the gym shorts I was wearing and said, "Your cock begs to differ, buddy."

I didn't know if I should punch him, cry, feel his cock, or just scream and run away. So I did nothing and he kept feeling my hardening cock through the cotton fabric. 

"You've never experimented before?" He asked smiling at me. 

I managed to stammer that before coming to college I had never even thought about another cock. He stopped fondling me and asked what changed. I told him about the incident in the shower and how ever since I had been thinking about stuff. His response was to ask what stuff. Since I had already gone that far I told him mostly sucking his cock. Then I quickly added so as not to sound too gay him sucking my cock.

"So you wanna try?" He asked very casually. 

Still not sure I asked if he had done that before. He told me that he had a little experience and that it was fun. He told me that he mostly liked pussy but enjoyed sex with guys too. He said it so casually it seemed like the most natural thing in the world coming from him. 

"Could we maybe just touch each other first and see?" I asked in voice that was barely above a whisper.

He nodded and walked over to the door and turned the lock. When he turned back around he striped off his clothes and reveled that he was already half-erect. I stood and nervously took off my t-shirt and shorts revealing my completely erect cock. I soon learned that he did not grow in proportion to our flaccid difference. When we were both erect his cock didn't appear to be any more than a half-inch longer than my seven-incher. In addition my cock was thicker than his. For some reason knowing that made me feel more comfortable. Even though I already knew I was bigger than the only other hard cock I had ever seen, the one in the shower, I guess I was a bit embarrassed that I might be a lot smaller than Greg. 

He walked back over to me and took my rigid pole in his hand. At first he just held it gently while smiling at me. I was nearly immobilized and just stood there staring into his amazing blue eyes. He wrapped his fingers around my cock started slowly sliding his hand up and down. 

"How's that feel?" He asked as he increased the pace a bit. 

If I told the truth I would have to have said it was the most exciting thing I had ever done. Sure there was the first time a girl touched my dick and that was exciting but in a different way. She was not nearly as gentle and had no idea how to stroke a cock and it was rushed behind some bushes. Greg was clearly an expert at handling a cock and the added taboo of letting another naked guy touch me like that was thrilling.

"Er, um, damn it feels good," I managed to stammer between gasps of breath.

Then he really surprised me. He let go of my cock and moved his hands to my ass. He cupped my ass cheeks as he moved his body next to mine. Since we were almost the exact same height our cock matched up perfectly. He rubbed his against mine. 

"Mmmmmmm, I have always wanted to try that standing," He moaned as he continued softly humping his cock against mine. 

I exhaled and managed to say, "Jesus it feels good Greg."

"Yeah, I have done it laying down before, but I have never been with a guy whose cock matched up well enough to do it like this," He said as his fingers gripped my ass harder. 

I moved my hands to his ass and tentatively caressed his hard round buns as we continued to rub our cocks together.

"Um, do you want to get in bed?" I asked in a hesitant shy way.

"In a minute. I want to do something first," He replied.

The next thing I knew he was kissing his way down my body. He started with light kisses on my neck and quickly moved to my chest. My nipples were already hard from the excitement and slight chill in the room.

"Man you have great pecs," He sighed as he licked my left nipple.

I nearly jumped from the sensation. No one had ever kissed my nipples before. My fuck buddy sometimes teased them with her fingers but she never thought to but her lips on my chest and I never thought to ask her to lick my nips. Greg obviously felt the excitement he was causing and clamped his lips around the dark circle on my chest. He sucked my breast muscle as if he was sucking a girl's tit, all the while flicking his tongue over my nipple. He moved from one side to the other causing my entire body to tingle. All I could do was caress him wherever my hands fell and moan my appreciation. 

After a few minutes he moved his lips lower. As he dropped to his knees his lips and tongue traced the trail made by the line of hair that ran between my defined abs. He began to deftly tease my ball sack with his fingertips as he nuzzled my thick pubic bush. I had had girls suck me before that, but this seemed very different. I already knew at that point that Greg was a far more sensual and erotic lover than any female I had ever been with before. When his tongue touched my cock head I gasped. As he continued to fondle my sack he swirled his tongue all over my fat mushroom head. He paid particular attention to the edge of the flared ridge before he did another thing I had not experienced before. My whole body jerked when he began teasing my little opening with the tip of his tongue. I knew I usually leaked a lot of precum so I was sure he was licking up the sticky liquid. I wanted to continue receiving the pleasure but I had always been curious about something. 

"How does it taste?" I managed to ask despite my difficulty breathing.

He looked up and smiled as he answered, "Your cock is delicious, buddy."

"Um, no I mean the goo," I added.

He laughed and told me that mine was sweeter than any he had tasted before. Then he squeezed my cock and got a drop on the end of his finger. He raised his hand up to offer me a taste. I had thought about tasting both that and my own cum many times when I had jerked off. But somehow I had never managed to get it to my lips. It always ended up in a tissue flushed away. Now I was faced with an offering from a guy who had just tasted it directly from my cock, I didn't see how I could refuse. I bent and sucked the tip of his offered finger. It didn't really have all that much taste. It certainly wasn't unpleasant. I found it more of a salty taste than sweet, but decided he was the expert or a nice liar.

He pulled his finger from my mouth and returned his attention to my cock. He took me into his mouth for the first time, slowly sliding his lips along my veined rigid shaft while pressing his tongue to the underside of my cock. I was in heaven. But I knew if I let him continue I would cum soon. I wasn't sure if I would be able to continue after cumming. I had barely done anything; I hadn't even touched his cock yet. I did not want the experience to end with me blowing my wad down his throat and then being too ashamed to do anything after. 

"Wait," I said as I pulled back.

He looked up confused. Though he did not say it his eyes definitely were asking what was wrong.

"Can we slow down a little? Maybe get in bed and give me a chance to touch you and stuff." I asked.

He smiled and nodded and then stood up and put his arms around me. As our bodies came together our cocks were rubbing against each other. He pressed closer and I felt his muscular chest against my own heaving pecs. I was stunned when his lips touched mine. In all my male sex fantasies I had never thought about kissing. My lips parted as if on autopilot and his tongue was in my mouth. My tongue touched his. Suddenly our tongues were intertwined snakelike, moving from one mouth to the other. He licked my tongue, I licked his. It was like some wild dance or perhaps a battle of gladiators. The kiss was amazing. I felt as if I was breaking some great taboo. I could feel the soft stubble of two days without shaving on his face as we deepened our connection. Though in reality the kiss lasted only minutes, it seemed far longer and yet not long enough. 

"Mmmmmmm, you are a great kisser," He said as he stepped back and took my hand in his.

I couldn't manage more than a whimpered moan and bright red blushing cheeks in response to his complement. He moved his hand to my twitching cock and I eagerly wrapped my fingers around his warm hard shaft. As I began to stroke him, I expressed my doubts about knowing what to do. 

"That feels good..no worries, just do what feels right," He panted.

I tried to stroke him slowly and gently as he had done with my cock earlier. Looking back, I know in my enthusiasm I was rougher and faster then him. I continued jacking his dick as I moved my other hand to his large balls. Before that I had always though I had a good size set of nuts on me. Greg's were at least half-again as big as mine. As I fondled them I wondered if I could even get one of them in my mouth. I continued stroking and fondling him as I bent and began to suckle his chest, trying my best to do for him what he did for me. I took his whimpers and sighs as a sign of approval. When I tried to kiss lower he stopped me.

"Come on lets get in bed. It will be more comfortable for your first time sucking cock if I am on my back," He said as if he was my teacher explaining some new concept.

He walked to the bed and laid on his back with his legs parted and his cock proudly pointing to the ceiling. He instructed me to get on my hands and knees with my face by his cock. Again I told him I didn't know what to do as I knelt over his twitching cock. He suggested I start by kissing and licking him. I enthusiastically began licking his shaft from head to balls. He encouraged me by telling me how good it felt. I again took his heavy balls in my hand and fondled him as I began to concentrate on his cock head with my tongue and lips. I did the things he had done to me. I swirled my tongue all around his spongy glans and then licked his little slit. I tasted his precum and knew I wanted more. I put his cock head in my mouth and sucked just the top of his cock for a bit.

Then I kissed my way down his shaft to his balls. He seemed to know exactly what I wanted to do and helped me into a new position. He lifted my leg so that I could straddle his face and my head was between his legs. 

He pulled his legs up exposing his big eggs and moaned, "Yes, go for it, babe!"

I tentatively began licking his hairless sack. He later told me that he had to shave it to keep it smooth. I soon adopted that same practice. As I kissed and licked his balls he began to lick and kiss my cock as it bobbed above his head. The room was soon filled with both our muffled moans. His being stifled by my cock when he managed to get it in his mouth, mine stifle by a mouthful of his balls. As I suspected I could barely get one of them all the way in my mouth.

After awhile he moaned, "Oh fuck, you are an incredible cock sucker. Please suck my dick again; I really need to cum, baby!"

I hadn't given much thought to the end as I was enjoying the doing so much. Greg's pleas were exciting and suddenly I wanted nothing more than to make him cum. I slipped my leg back over and him and once again knelt beside him on the bed. I took hold of the base of his shaft and took the top half into my mouth. I did my best to suck and use my tongue while trying not to scrape him with my teeth. He began to give me instructions and encouragement. My saliva ran down his shaft making it slick. Each time I pulled my lips up I moved my hand. I was giving him a combination blow job and hand job. After a few minutes I was rewarded with my first mouthful of cum. It was muskier and thicker than the precum and I loved the feeling of having been the reason he came. His cries and moans as well as his writhing body told me I had made him feel very good. I did not let his cock out of my mouth until it was halfway back to being flaccid. Even then I only stopped because he insisted he was too sensitive to take any more. 

After another minute for him to recover we switched position. I was on my back and he was on his knees. Being far more experienced at cock sucking he used a different technique on me. I was deep throated for the first time in my life. Each time he went down he took every bit of my cock in; his nose tickled my balls and his lips kissed my thick bush. I was amazed that he could actually take me in his throat without gagging. I was also determined to learn how to do it for him. However, I did not have long to contemplate the situation. My balls tightened and my hips flexed upward meeting his descending mouth. I practically ripped the sheet from the mattress I gripped it so hard. I cried out as cum gushed from my cock, down his throat and into his belly. As I had done to him, he sucked me until I pulled him off. I was still shaking when he turned and crawled up to me. We cuddled for a while before either of us spoke. 


University Discoveries Ch. 02



It seems I have more time than I thought. Greg just called. He is running late and won't be in for several more hours. At least I got a clear indication that he is having the same thoughts I am about what we will be doing this weekend. But now the anticipating is killing me. It is also bringing back more old memories. As long as I have to wait, I figure sharing some more of my university discoveries will be a good way to pass the time. 

The morning after that first great night with Greg was a bit strange. When I woke I found myself in bed with my roommate. Having fallen asleep after our escapades we were still both naked. His head was on my chest and his leg was draped over mine. I could feel his morning semi-erection pressed against my hip. The feeling was weird for more than the obvious reason that I had just had sex with another man for the first time. It was only the third time I had ever spent the entire night with a sex partner. I was glad that he hadn't left my bed in the night. Had I awoken alone in bed I might well have wondered if I had dreamed the whole thing. Even with the evidence of my bedmate it was still mostly a surreal idea that I had actually sucked Greg's cock. 

I didn't want to disturb him and end the moment, especially considering I wasn't at all sure what would come next. I had no idea if we had shared a one-time thing or he would think we had started a relationship. Truth was I didn't know which I wanted it to be. But that wasn't the immediate problem. My own cock was hard as a rock and I had to piss so bad it hurt. When I glanced over at my clock I saw there was yet another problem. I had missed my first class and had only twenty minutes to get to my next one where we were having a test. I badly needed a shower since I all I could smell was our combined maleness and the musky essence of the previous night's sex. 

I nudged him and told him that I needed to get to the shower. He grunted his acknowledgement and moved off of me. As I was on the wall side of the small bed I had to climb over him to get out. I felt a little funny and impulsively tried to give him a good morning, 'I enjoyed the fuck' kind of kiss as I did so. He turned his head and all I managed was the brush my lips over his stubbly face. I hoped it was just a bad morning breath issue, but had no idea what it really meant. I quickly slipped on a pair of gym shorts and made my way to the communal bathroom. Fortunately his rejection of my kiss and my heavy flow of piss eliminated my hard-on. I was able to shower unembarrassed with two of our neighbors.

Greg was snoring when I returned to the room. I dressed as quietly as possible so as not to wake him. I did not want to face any issues. I made it to the test, but I might as well have skipped the whole thing. I got my one and only D of my college career that day. I simply could not manage to think of the answers. There were too many questions in my mind about what had happened and the way Greg had acted. When I returned to our room, he was gone. I knew he had classes all afternoon and I decided to use the time to get some more sleep. Sleep came hard and was fitful. I dreamed of sucking lots of cocks and of being rejected by the one man I had made love to. 

Greg had not returned to the room by dinner time so I went to the dinning hall alone. After dinner I had study group so I didn't get back to the room until around ten. Greg came in an hour later.

"Hey man what's up?" He said in his usual cheery tone. 

We proceeded to have some inane conversation about classes and what not. I had no idea if he was ignoring the elephant in the room or the previous evening had simply been just a thing and no big deal to him. I became increasingly uncomfortable and wondered if in the end what we did might ruin our budding friendship. When he started to undress to get ready for bed and I knew I would soon be seeing his naked body and wanting his cock, I couldn't take it anymore.

"Greg, I need to talk about last night," I blurted out.

"Sure thing, I am ready to talk about anything with you," He said and came over to sit next to me on my bed. 

He was already stripped down to nothing but his boxers. His near nakedness and closeness to me only added to my discomfort with the whole situation. 

"You have issues about what we did, buddy? Seemed like you were enjoying yourself," He said as he put his arm around my shoulder.

"Um, fuck yes I enjoyed myself, but um well everything seems weird now. I don't know how to act."

"How do you want to act? What do you want?"

"I want us to be friends still and I am afraid if everything is weird we will lose that."

"Nothing weird for me and I hope we stay friends too, for a long time."

"What about the sex stuff?"

"What about it?"

"Um was that the only time or are we going to do it again?"

"I figured we would do it again, maybe a lot. I had a great time. What did you have in mind?" He asked with a clearly confused look as he rubbed my shoulder.

"Fuck man, I don't know! Things just feel weird today. I couldn't even do my test I was thinking so much about your cock and how good it felt in my mouth. This morning, I tried to kiss you and you seemed to reject me. Then you were away all day and night. Where the fuck were you anyway?" I rambled in response. 

"Whoa slow down, buddy. If you must know where I was I ran into a chick from my history class and we talked a while and ended up making out in her dorm. We didn't fuck because just as we were getting real heavy her bitch of a roommate came in. I didn't know I was supposed to keep you apprised of my whereabouts. As for this morning, I didn't know you were seeking a big sloppy good morning kiss. I thought the little nuzzle was nice as was the feel of your fucking rock hard dick on my belly. I hope you didn't think we were going to be boy friends now. I am not gay and I don't think you are either. We can have a lot of fun together as long as we stay cool. I am not giving up pussy and I don't expect to have to report to you on my activities," He said in a single breath.

Then he kissed me. Our tongues met in the middle and we didn't come up for air for over a minute. 

"Shit, sorry man. I didn't mean to give you the impression that expected anything and I don't think I want to be your boyfriend or anything like that," I stuttered after our lips parted.

"Cool, so you want to get naked and practice your cock sucking then? I am horny as shit after being denied pussy by that bitch of a roommate," He asked with a laugh. 

Strangely that conversation and the hour of sex that followed it solved the issue completely. Though we didn't sleep in the same bed that night, we did share a kiss in the morning after we had both visited the bathroom. In the weeks that followed Greg did hook up with the girl from his history class. They became sort of a couple. They dated a little, fucked a lot. More often than not they fucked in our room since her roommate really was a total bitch. If she walked in on them even kissing she flew off the handle. The one time she caught them fucking she went ballistic. I on the other hand managed to be pretty causal when accidentally walking in on the two of them naked. Seeing her naked became routine. I did get jealous when I walked in and she was on her knees with his cock halfway in her mouth. 

He smiled and winked at me as I turned and walked back out of the room. That night he gave me an amazing blow job. Even though he was having regular sex with his girl, we still managed at least once a week to have a hot session; some weeks a lot more than once. The semester flew by and soon it was winter break. I hated the idea of five weeks without any sex. The night before I left campus, Greg and I stayed up all night sucking each others cocks. I was lucky him and his girlfriend had planned a weekend at a local motel before leaving for home. Otherwise he would have been with her and I would have had to face the break without that great night we shared. 

When I returned home I had a rather pleasant surprise waiting for me. My old fuck-buddy, Gwen was once again free and she was horny as shit. Seems her boss/boyfriend had been fired about a month after I left for college. Though it was not official, he had been let go for sexual harassment. Gwen wasn't the only female worker he was tapping. He split town without as much as saying goodbye to her. Fortunately for me her hurt had lessened and her horniness had grown in the time since he split. She practically ripped my clothes off on the street when I ran into her. We had always been pretty upfront with each other when we wanted to fuck, but she all but begged me to come over and pound her pussy.

Not that she needed to beg. Despite having a sexual outlet with Greg I did miss pussy. That first day was a wild ride. Apparently her cheating boss/boyfriend had brought out some hidden kinky desires. She wanted it rough. Once I caught on I tried my best to give her a good hard fucking. That first day all my efforts never seemed to be enough. She just kept screaming for me to fuck her harder. After a few days I got the whole story from her. Her ex was a real Dominating tough guy in bed. She was well on her way to fully embracing the role of submissive. She told me about bondage sessions, spankings and verbal abuse. I found out that winter that there were things to be discovered beyond the university. I tried to give her what she said she wanted. Our relationship had always been about giving each other pleasure we couldn't seem to get elsewhere. However, being a masochist just wasn't in me. 

We fucked through the whole break, but I had the sense she was only going through the motions after it became clear I wasn't going to tie her up and take a belt to her. I would be lying if I said that I did not enjoy those four weeks. I managed to give Gwen commands and even smacked her ass with my hand. There was some enjoyment in it, but mostly the pleasure I got confused me. I don't know how much of it came from doing the things she had me do to her and how much came from seeing the pleasure it gave her. She was a very different person from the young woman I had spent two years having almost purely vanilla sex with. I often wonder what her sex life is like now. I know she is married. At a high school reunion some years ago she confided in me that her husband was her master. I didn't really understand all she was trying to say and I guess maybe I really didn't want to understand. We made love at the reunion for old time's sake. It was gentle and she cried in my arms after. It led me to believe she had chosen a life style because she needed the thrills of that type of activity. But clearly she missed the tender moments. 

The break passed quickly and with all the sex I was getting from Gwen, I didn't miss Greg or more accurately his cock as much as I though I might. However, as the beginning of the spring semester got close I became increasingly anxious. The last week of break it was harder for me to concentrate on Gwen and her kinky needs. When she sucked me I would close my eyes and imagine Greg was on his knees. Once I laughed because I had an absurd thought while thinking of Greg when I was with her. My laughter came from the absurd thoughts I was having about Greg taking her place. The very idea of giving him orders and then heaping abuse upon him was almost hysterical to me. I also couldn't wait to tell my best friend all about my adventures while on break. It seemed only fair since I not only heard all about him and his chick but witnessed it on occasion too. 

Fortunately for me, Greg's break had not been as filled with sex as mine. It was also fortunate that his girlfriend would not be back on campus for two more days after we returned. Five minutes after he came in our room, I had his clothes ripped off and I was on my knees. It was like I was starved for cock. I hadn't even taken any of my clothes off. At that moment it was all about my need to suck cock. I slurped and sucked and licked him from the tip of his hard throbbing cock to the edge of his very sensitive asshole. Though I would have liked to go on exploring his sex with my tongue for a long time he begged me to take him deep after only a couple of minutes. I could not refuse his request. 

I slipped my lips up and down his rigid pole pressing my tongue hard to the underside of his warm cock. Each pass I took him into my throat as he had taught me months earlier. His pubic hair tickled my nose and his balls dangled against my chin as I fought off my natural gag reflex. It was not long before I heard the familiar moans that told me he was loosing control. I increased the intensity of my sucking. My efforts were rewarded with the biggest load of cum Greg had ever shot in my mouth. I savored his musky ambrosia for a minute before swallowing all he gave me. When he pulled away I looked up and smiled as he held onto my shoulders to steady himself.

"Damn, been saving that up for me?" I asked with a wink as I licked my lips.

He pulled me to my feet and kissed me deeply instead of answering my question. His hand went to my crotch and began to fondle my hard cock through my jeans. We continued to share the passion filled kiss for several minutes as he fondled me through my pants and I caressed his bare ass. When the kiss broke he stared into my eyes and smiled.

"There is something else I have been saving for you too, lover," He moaned as he moved to unbutton my jeans.

I just smiled back having no idea what he could mean. Hearing him call me lover for the first time had sent me into a dream-like state. He had always called me buddy before that. I had at times wanted to use sexier terms with him, but always stopped myself. I was afraid it would put him off. But now he had broken that barrier and I was elated with the idea that our relationship was moving in a new direction. 

As my jeans fell to the floor and I struggled to step from of them I asked, "So what else have you been saving for me, babe?"

He got a wicked look in his eyes and wide grin on his face as he answered, "My ass, Jerry."

The breath caught in my throat and I gasped. Anal sex with Greg had occurred to me a couple of times. I never pursued it and I wasn't sure in my mind if it happened which of us would be giving and which of us receiving. During the break Gwen had wanted anal, but I only did it to her with a dildo. I didn't have a reason to give her why I wouldn't pound her ass as I did her cunt with my cock. I just said something like her ass only deserved dildos not my cock. She liked the abuse and let it go. At that moment I knew I had been saving that experience for Greg. I wanted my first anal of any kind to be with him. 

"So do you want to fuck me, lover?" He asked as he slipped his hand into my under wear and caressed my rock solid cock.

I could manage little more than a mumbled yes. It was enough for him. He moved away and opened one of his bags. As he did so I quickly stripped off my shirt and boxers. He returned with a small tube in his hands.

"You really planned this?" I asked surprised.

"Yes, baby, I really wanted to make our first day back together special. More I really want to feel your cock deep inside me. I want to be totally connected to you," He said as he started stroking my cock.

"Wow, I thought about it but I didn't know how you would feel. Have you ever done it before?"

"I let some guy fuck me a few years ago to see what it was like. It was ok, but I decided it would be better if I saved that for someone special. With you it will be different. That guy was rough and just wanted a fuck. We will be making love," He answered softly.

I was speechless. We kissed for several more minutes before he took my hand and led me over to the bed. He squeezed some of the cool oily liquid from the tube onto my twitching cock. Once he had me coated up he handed me the tube and bent over the bed. 

"I think for the first time it will work better in this position. If you like it we can try other positions in the future."

He instructed me to lube him up and then use my fingers to open him up before I tried to get my cock inside him. I pressed the tip of the tube into his tight little anus while he held his ass cheeks open. The lube made him so slick that my finger slipped easily into him. I was up to the second knuckle before I realized what I was doing and worried I might be hurting him. He assured me it felt good and wanted me to keep going. I fingered him for a bit and then he urged me to add another finger. It was harder getting the second finger inside him and I knew from the sound he made that it hurt some that time. However, he insisted he was alright and I should keep working his hole. As I fucked his tight anal canal with two fingers he started telling me how much he wanted me. I added more lube after a few minutes and pressed a third finger tip next to the two fingers that were buried inside my best friend's butt.

"Oh god, baby!" He moaned as I watched his once small anus open to accommodate another finger. 

Soon he moaned that he was ready for me. These days I would have been fumbling to put on a condom in that situation. Back then it wasn't something that we would have thought to do. Even when we fucked girls we seldom gave a thought to condoms. It seemed pretty much all the girls were on the pill and STD's were hardly thought about. I pulled my fingers from his ass and squeezed some more lube on my cock. I guided my throbbing shaft to his no longer tightly closed hole. I was a bit amazed that an asshole could open up like that. I pressed my cock head against him and it popped right in. Somehow I managed to stop myself from going all the way to the hilt. Greg just moaned, letting me know it felt good. When he pushed his ass back at me I knew he wanted more. I slowly pushed forward until nearly my entire cock was inside of his ass. I stopped and asked him if he was alright.

"I..I..I am ffffucking ggrreat baby!" He moaned. "Fuck me!"

I grabbed his hips and slowly pulled back until just the head of my cock was inside him and then I slowly pushed my entire cock back inside him. We quickly developed a rhythm. As I became more excited I had to concentrate to keep using gently slow thrusts. Even though he assured me that he felt great and wanted me to keep going, I did not want to hurt my lover. I had read enough to know that even though there was pleasure there was also some pain. Greg never mentioned the pain while we were making love. He later admitted that there had been some pain. He also said the pleasure was far greater. Each time I slid into him, he would push his ass back as if trying to get me deeper. His little moans and whimpers told me when I hit his special spot. After a bit his sphincter and rectal muscles seemed to have loosened up and I was sliding easily in and out of him. That is when he began to use a trick I still have no idea how he learned. He started squeezing my cock. It took very little of him making his sexy ass suck my dick to send me over the edge. The first shot of cum splashed into his ass. My orgasm caused me to jerk and my cock popped out of him. I held tight and watched the rest of my cum spurt onto his ass. 

He let my orgasm finish before he stood and turned around. As we kissed I could feel his hardness poking into me. I reached out and stroked him as I moved my lips to his pecs and sucked and licked his deliciously hard nipples. I wondered if he wanted my ass, but decided that that should wait for another day. Somehow it felt like it would diminish his gift for me to simply bend over and offer up my virgin hole. I dropped to my knees as I pushed him gently causing him to fall back on the bed. I spread his legs and began to lavish his balls with wild licks. I could taste a hint of my cum that had leaked out and over his sack. I sucked each of his freshly shaved smooth balls. His moaning spurred me on as I feasted on his testicles. I moved licking my way up his quivering shaft. I traced his large pulsating vein with the tip of my tongue. I swirled my tongue around his thick mushroom head. I bathed his spongy glans and teased the little opening in his dick. I knew from experience that his dick hole was very sensitive. I loved making him jerk on the bed as my tongue tickled the tiny hole. To my surprise after another minute of teasing he grabbed my head and pushed his cock into my mouth. He sat up and began to fuck my face. I eagerly accepted his thrusts as he pushed my head down forcing me to take his cock fully in my mouth. I gave over control to him. He bobbed my head up and down as I used my lips and tongue to caress his shaft. His second load was not as large as the first but his orgasm seemed to be more powerful. 




University Discoveries Ch. 02



As he was cumming he pulled me up into the bed with him. Somehow he got me on my back and climbed atop me. He kissed me hard as he humped against me pressing his still oozing cock into my groin. I knew that someday soon we would be fucking face-to-face in that position. I wanted Greg to have my virginity and from the way he was humping against me and kissing me I was pretty sure he wanted to take my virginity. But that would wait for another day. We were both sated and starved. 

Since none of our neighbors had returned to the dorm yet we able to go to the showers together and enjoy more time together. We washed each other and kissed under the steaming water as if we had no cares or worries. By the next day we would again have to play the straight boys in public. But for one day we could be free to express our feelings and enjoy taboo things. On a lark we dried in the shower room and left our towels on the floor. We walked back down the hall naked hand in hand laughing. We dressed and went to a local hangout for food and beer. By the time we got back to the room we were too drunk to do anything but strip and fall into to bed. As it turned out we both fell into mine. The next morning was not awkward.



University Discoveries Ch. 03



Many things changed my first spring at the university. Of course there was having what could only be called a steady boyfriend. That was something that I could not even have imagined only months before. My relationship with Greg evolved from two friends sharing the joy of male on male sex through friendship to what would have to be called romance. I can't pinpoint exactly when I realized there was something more connecting us then just friendship and our shared bisexual desires. Certainly that first day back from winter break was a part of the transformation. But I can't say that it was simply the first time I fucked a man that was the turning point. In fact the next steps in our evolving relationship were not at all as I expected them to be. Greg continued to date and regularly fuck the girl from history class, Shelly. They actually seemed to be getting closer. I didn't give it much thought since it did not interfere with my sex life. Greg seemed to be constantly horny. 

He and I were having sex more in February then we had been when we were both single. There were even nights when he would come to bed after spending the early part of evening fucking Shelly. The taste of pussy on his cock just seemed to add an element of eroticism on those occasions and he was always very enthusiastic about pleasing me. The biggest change that semester was that at least once a week our sex sessions ended with me fucking him. Each time he seemed to get more and more into bottoming for me. To my surprise my ass remained virginal except for his tongue and occasionally just a bit of his finger. He never showed any desire to fuck me and for whatever reason I didn't pursue the idea. Looking back I would say that things just seemed to be going too well and I didn't chose to make any changes.

In addition to our sex life getting better by the week there were other changes. It seemed whenever we weren't in class or otherwise occupied we were together. Our social lives slowly became one. Even when I started dating and sleeping with one of the women that worked in our favorite hangout in town we still did most stuff together. It sometimes seemed funny when we double dated. After dropping the girls off it would be him and I that ended up spending the night together. The four of us became very comfortable together. The really nice thing about dating Carol, who was my age but had never gone to college, was her apartment. Many nights while she and I fucked in the bedroom, Greg and Shelly would be going to town on the sofa. Shelly was pretty loud and since we hardly ever bothered closing the bedroom door we had the added sound effects to enhance the sex. 

By the end of March, things seemed to be perfect. I was getting regular pussy from a nice girl. I had come to think of Greg as my best friend. I got to suck and be sucked by my best friend as well as fuck his tight ass regularly. Of course as far as I knew the girls had no clue about their men being cock sucking buddies. More had changed by then. Greg and I had begun to show a lot of affection for each other besides the sex. When we were alone we would hug and even kiss. I slowly realized that I had feelings for him I had not really acknowledged. They were feelings that I did not have for Carol. I liked her a lot, we got along well and the sex was great. But I was not in anyway in love with her. As it turned out my lack of feelings led to the end of a great thing. 

In late April Carol confronted me about our future. She was not a college student who felt as if her whole life lay ahead of her. She was a townie and at first was perfectly happy playing with the college boy. But she was far more ready to get on with her life and find a husband as many of her friends had already done. Not wanting to lead her on I told her the truth that I liked her a lot but did not know if there would ever be more. She kissed me softly and then told me it was time to move on. We held each other for about an hour and shared a cry. Then we had a goodbye fuck. Greg, Shelly and I found another hangout. Even though I was not n love it was still painful to see her and know she was with another guy. 

The next momentous thing that happened that spring occurred as a result of my becoming a real adult. My twenty-first birthday was May 10, just before exams. Greg and Shelly planned a special surprise. I later learned that Shelly knew Greg and I were bisexual and lovers which really turned her on. She was also bisexual and thought having a bi boyfriend was perfect. She had a girlfriend and figured as long as she was going to be licking pussy her boyfriend may as well be sucking cock. The stories that they shared had enhanced their sex life. They had also had a couple of threesomes with her girlfriend. I seemed to be the only one in the dark and still keeping the secret. Greg told me about a year later that he was sorry for not telling me. He had been concerned that I would be too uncomfortable with Shelly knowing that I was bisexual. He was probably right. He had chosen to tell her after she told him about herself. He figured that they should be honest considering the feelings he was developing for me.

About a week after Carol and I said goodbye, Greg and I were laying in bed after having had sex. He propped himself up on one arm and looked into my eyes like he was going to make some great pronouncement about his love for me or something.

"Hey, lover, I got something to tell you," He said so casually I was caught completely off guard.

"Shoot," Is all I managed in reply.

"Shelly and I are planning a celebration of your becoming a man. We are going to take you out and wine you and dine you. Also, we have a date for you."

"Fuck no! I am not in the mood to be with some chick I don't know making me think about Carol and shit. Couldn't you just give me a special blow job and let my fucking birthday pass quietly?" I muttered.

"No!" He barked and climbed on top of me.

He pressed his lips to mine and pushed his tongue into my mouth. He did not usually kiss me so hard. For all his working out and outwardly macho attitude, Greg was a very gentle guy in bed. He continued to kiss me hard and deep. Even though I felt a little like I was being raped I let him control the kiss and made no attempt to stop him. Our bodies pressed together and our cocks almost instantly came back to life as he ground his meat against mine. I was pinned on the bed under him and somehow knew what was coming. He broke the kiss and rose up pressing one hand hard to my chest. The pressure made breathing difficult and speaking all but impossible. Still I did not try to fight back.

"You are going to forget Carol and her cunt starting right now! You have been acting like a little fucking pussy, so I am going to show you what happens to pussies!" He barked in my face.

He used his weight to hold me down as his he forced me to spread my legs. He squeezed my cock with one hand and started teasing my asshole with the other. I knew what was coming and did not protest. I saw the look of determination in Greg's eyes. My gentle lover had transformed into forceful man determined to take what he wanted. Or more accurately to give me something he thought I needed. I had wanted my lover to fuck me for weeks; to take my virginity. But I had never imagined anything like the scene that was unfolding. I had thought we would make love and he would be gentle and spare me much of the pain. But at that moment I knew that he was going to rape me and nothing would be spared. I did not protest of even resist as his finger invaded my body.

He shoved his digit deep into me with one hard thrust. I was scared and thrilled at the same time. A myriad of new and old emotions filled my senses. Seeing I would not fight him he grabbed my ankles as he slide down my body. Far from fighting him I helped. I held my ankles up over my head and spread wide my ass for him. He licked and spit on my hole, driving me to near orgasm with just his tongue. Then he pushed first one then two then three fingers into my once tight anus. The pain burned along my rectum as my lover brutally finger fucked my asshole using only his salvia for lubrication. Despite the pain and my growing fear that his unlubricated cock would tear me open I cried out begging him to fuck me.

"What do you want me to fuck bitch?" He asked in a harsh tone I could not imagine came from my lover's mouth.

I whimpered for him to fuck my pussy. He immediately pulled his fingers from my ass. I suddenly felt empty and craved to be filled again. I did not wait long. He got on his knees between my legs and guided his steely shaft to my well stretched hole. I felt more spit hit my ass crack and then he impaled me without warning. I had to bite my fist to avoid screaming loud enough to alert the entire dorm suite. For what seemed like hours but it reality was no more than ten minutes, he rammed his cock in and out of me. I bounced against the bed with each thrust. When the mattress recoiled I was driven back up to him as he withdrew. I wondered if that was how Greg fucked women, hard and rough.

My senses were so overwhelmed with pleasure and pain as well as the bizarreness of the whole scene, I did not even feel my orgasm approaching. I am still not sure if the first thing I felt was the pleasure of cumming or the drops of warm semen hitting my belly. I do remember the searing heat in my ass and the odd sensation I felt when he erupted inside me. For the first time a man had injected his seed into my body without me using my mouth to provide the stimulus. Greg continued to fuck me until his cock was too soft to thrust into my then gapping asshole. When he pulled out I felt warm fluid trickling out of my body. He crawled up the bed, kissed my cheek and laid his head on my still heaving chest. Neither of us spoke for a long time. If I could have formed words I have no idea what they might have been. 

The first either of us said was when he asked if I was ok. I nodded but still could not speak. In response to my silence, he started to apologize. I stopped him.

"Greg, you were right, I have been acting like a pussy. Maybe I needed that point driven home just that way. Besides, I love you and have been waiting for you to want to fuck me. If that is the way you like it, then you can have that whenever you want."

"Damn, babe, I love you too and I don't know why I did that. I know it isn't something I expect to ever do again. You got to know I will always be the bottom with you. Well unless you ask me for more," He said smiling.

"I am sure I won't ever ask for that, but I think I would like being the bottom sometimes," I replied with a sly grin and a wink.

As it turned out he only occasionally fucked me in the future. When he did it was always gently and very loving the way I had imagined it would be originally. After another hour of cuddling and kissing he laid out his plan for my birthday celebration. He convinced me to go out with Shelly's friend Lindsey. 

I learned a lot that day. I learned that I felt no shame in announcing to another guy that I loved him. I learned that I felt thrilled to know that another person loved me. I learned the true meaning of comfort and closeness. I had never been so comfortable with any other person. In many ways I have never again been that comfortable or close to another person. I also learned that love could be expressed in surprising ways. I may never know what brought out Greg's behavior that day. I never had the nerve to ask him about his motivation. We never really talked about that day. I know it was a powerful experience and one that can never be repeated. 

What I hadn't yet figured out at that point was the nature of the love Greg and I shared. I knew that I was deeply and truly in love with him and believed he felt similarly toward me. But I also felt that there was something different about the love we shared. I didn't see him becoming my life-long, monogamous partner. That wasn't the case then and didn't feel like something that would ever happen with us. We had made no commitments regarding fidelity nor did either of us show any jealousy. We both had been with women while continuing our relationship. I would have felt no prohibition or guilt had I had sex with another man while Greg and I were together. It was simply a matter of the opportunity having not presented itself that kept that from happening in my mind. As for him, I had no idea if he had sucked other cock since we started having sex or not and I truly did not care. That spring I truly felt I had it all. I was in love with my friend. I was having great sex regularly and I was completely free. 

As the day of my birthday celebration came near I felt an odd sense of nervousness. I barely knew Lindsey and it felt like something was up that Greg wasn't letting me in on. Neither he nor Shelly would say anything other than that they were planning a weekend to remember. There was the added stress of preparing for finals. Most of the university students would be hunkered down cramming soon to be forgotten facts into there heads the weekend of the big celebration. It was clear that my best friend and his girl were not going to leave me any time to study so I had to do all my preparation the week before. Since I wasn't really that big on last minute cramming anyway studying was really my concern. It was the nature of what constituted a weekend to remember that had me agitated.

Greg had made a few hints regarding me getting lucky with Lindsey. He said that she thought I was a hunk, which made me laugh. He added that he was sure I would get some ass if I would just relax and be nice. This of course made me question if my date was a slut. He assured me that she was not and as far as he knew she was very particular about whom she fucked. I wondered why she would be interested in me if she was so particular. I also jerked off in the shower for the first time in months the Thursday before our weekend as I imagined the pretty near stranger naked and riding my cock. 

I was so involved in my little fantasy with my eyes closed tight I didn't know that I had company in the shared shower. Just as I felt my balls tightening and my cock getting ready to erupt, I heard something that made my eyes fly open. Standing at the entrance to the shower room were two hot guys with hard cocks in hand. One was the guy I had seen getting his cock sucked the previous fall. I could only guess that the other was the one who had been on his knees that day. I had no idea how long they had been watching or what they were planning to do. Their position in the doorway made a quick exit impossible. The warmth flooding my face told me that my embarrassment was obvious. 

"Hey man, no need to be ashamed on our account. Every guy needs to get relief," One of them said as they moved in my direction. "Maybe we could help?"

I was too stunned to react. They clearly took my lack of reaction for agreement. Suddenly I was sandwiched between them. One hard cock was grinding into my crotch while the other was rubbing against my ass. Hot water cascaded over our bodies as they rubbed their hard cocks and warm bodies against me. Competing emotions fought to a standstill within me. I neither fled nor joined in the activity. I was just there being fondled and rubbed against. Hands seemed to be everywhere on my body at once. My cock began to grow again despite the growing fear of being caught by another suite mate. When the one in front of me dropped to his knees and took my cock into his mouth I finally found my voice.

"No, we can't! Someone might come in," I moaned very unconvincingly.

"Relax stud-muffin," The one humping my ass panted as he kissed my shoulder. "We do this all the time. No one ever comes in this time of day."

"Except you," The one on his knees added with a wink before taking my dick ball deep in his mouth.

With one guy kissing and nibbling my shoulders and neck while running his hard cock up and down my ass crack and the other deep-throating me like a pro I was helpless to resist the surging passion I was feeling. My hands went to my cock suckers head and I started bucking. Each time I pulled back my ass pressed hard against the other guy. After another few minutes the guy in front of me stood up.

"Not so fast big boy. We can't have you cumming and running off on us," He said before pressing his lips to mine.

I let him kiss me, accepting his tongue into my mouth as the other guys arms wrapped around me and he began to fondle my cock and balls.

"Yeah I am not letting you go until I get that sweet cock inside me, stud," He moaned breathlessly.

With a mouth full of tongue I was unable to respond. I doubt I could have thought of words anyway. I didn't even know the name of the guy who was kissing me and in two semesters I had only had the most casual of contact with the guy who had just told me he wanted me to fuck him. When the kiss broke my still nameless shower mate added his encouragement.

"Man his ass is the best pussy I have ever had! You better jump on that cunt!"

His words must have triggered some deep seated urges in me. I didn't know if it was because I had so recently had my virginity roughly taken or what but I decided to fuck a near stranger good and hard at that moment.

"Ok, you want to be my bitch, then get up against they wall!" I ordered in the most forceful voice I could manage between pants.

"Yes, sir, stud!" He replied and placed his hands on the tiles as he spread his legs.

His friend lathered up his ass and used some of the foaming soap to lube his hole. After a minute of fingering his buddy's asshole with soapy fingers he told me that the cunt was ready. I walked over, grabbed his hips and began rubbing my cock on his ass. The guy who had been sucking me took hold of my throbbing cock and aimed it for his friend's soapy asshole. As soon as he had me in position he put a hand on my ass and urged me to thrust forward. When I pushed my cock head popped past his anal rim and my entire cock easily slid into his rectum. I couldn't believe how easily he had opened up for me. There was no hint of pain in his voice when he urged me to fuck him. I did not hesitate to oblige. I fucked him as hard as I could manage.

On each forward thrust I rose up on my toes and used my strong leg muscles to force my cock deep. Each time I pulled back I nearly pulled my cock from his ass which caused him to beg me to put it back. As I fucked him, my cock sucking suite mate began to jack both of their cocks. By the time my rough riding brought me to the edge they were both ready too. 

"Oh fuck!" I moaned indicating that I was about to shoot my wad into his ass.

On my last thrust his rectal walls took hold of me with a vice-like grip. He was cumming, splashing semen on the tile wall. As my cock spurted cum into one guy's ass, the other one came, splashing his cum onto our hips. When finally he relaxed his rectal muscles, I was able to slip free of his body. My first thought was to flee and never again engage either of them with eye contact. But before I could move, the one I had just fucked turned, said thank you and kissed my cheek.

"Anytime you want my ass it is yours," My suite mate, Steve said. "By the way this is my boyfriend Jack. Jack this is Adam. You don't mind if he joins us again do you, lover?"

Jack just smiled and I didn't know what to say. So I just thanked them and told them that I had to get going. I quickly rinsed off and turned to leave the shower and dry off. As I exited the shower room, Greg handed me a towel.

"Happy birthday, babe!" He said with a big grin. "I thought it was time you broadened your horizons and tried some other cock. Next time you really should suck Steve's meat."

I was stunned and only barely managed to mumble something about him planning the encounter in the shower. He suggested that we go back to the room and discuss it privately. As we left the bathroom I noticed that Jack was on his knees with Steve's cock in his mouth. Back in our room, Greg explained that he had been with Steve a few times the year before I came to the university. He said he had never been with Jack but knew that Steve and Jack were a couple and that they shared. He had asked them to help give me a special birthday surprise, but didn't know exactly how it would go down. Then he assured me that the shower scene was only the beginning of my big birthday weekend.



University Discoveries Ch. 04



I am continuing this long dormant story of male discovery by request. 

Saturday morning I woke up early. The anticipation and resulting anxiety of that night's date had invaded my usual easy slumber. I sat on the edge of my bed trying to decide what to do. Greg was in his own bed snoring away. As had become our habit he was sleeping in the nude. Since the warm night had caused him to kick off the covers I had a nice view of his sexy body. He was on his side in a semi-fetal position with his back to me. As always his hot sexy ass drew my attention. I recalled the days when I had tried to sneak looks at my lover's body as I drank in the sight that was then mine for the asking. Of course my thoughts turned to sex. I even considered crawling into bed with him and snuggling up. I didn't want to wake him for sex but I knew that having his flesh next to mine and letting my semi-erect cock nestle in his ass crack would feel good. 

I got up walked over and looked down at him. He seemed so at peace I decided it would be wrong to disturb him. I reached out and touched his shoulder lightly to satisfy my need to touch my lover. He murmured softly and rolled toward me without opening his eyes. I was sure he was still sound asleep as I stood there looking down. His soft cock called to me but I resisted its siren cry. Instead I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist. I stepped into the stillness of the hall and headed for the shower room. I was surprised to find another guy already up and showering. It was our neighbor Jeff Gross. He and I had shared a class and spent some time studying together. Though he never said anything I often wondered if he had ever heard Greg and me fucking through our shared wall. Since he was covered in lather from head to toe and had his eyes closed he did not see me enter. The sound of the water beating against the tiles kept him from hearing me as I took the far shower head leaving one place between us. The situation allowed me a few seconds to admire his body unnoticed. 

Though not nearly as athletic or well defined as Greg the tall redhead was still very attractive. His full rounded ass looked like a couple of soft pillows and the slight love handles held an odd intrigue for me. In our previous encounters it had only been his cute impish grin and stunning emerald eyes that I had noticed. His body and its soft red fur coat added to the appeal. The long thin pale cock hanging from a thick red bush between his legs aroused my curiosity. He was probably the hairiest guy I had seen naked to that point. There was so much hair around his dick that his balls were nearly obscured from my view. I was nearly caught ogling him when he suddenly rinsed his face and opened his eyes. 

I turned my own face into the flowing stream of hot water as he greeted me, "Hey man, good morning. When did you sneak in?"

"Just been here a few seconds," I lied. 

"Big surprise to see another guy in here on Saturday morning. I thought the rest of you guys were all late sleepers on weekends," Jeff continued.

"Yeah, Greg and I don't usually see daylight until much closer to noon. What the fuck gets you up so early on Saturday?" I asked.

"Guess I have always been kind of a morning guy. But even if I wasn't with the roommate I have I would be. Fucker does a long run every Saturday morning and he has the loudest alarm on the planet. Surprised you can't hear it through the walls."

I briefly wondered if his roommate might be doing more than he was letting on to wake him up. I was pretty sure the comment about hearing the alarm through the walls was a hint that he had heard the activity on our side. I decided to let that thought go however. With my big date coming up that night I figured even if he was into a little fooling around it wasn't a good day to be expanding my horizons. 

"So what the hell is there to do at this hour? I can't hang out in the room. Greg will be snoring for hours yet," I said as I causally soaped up my body.

"I don't know other than catch an early breakfast. I mostly just hang since Danny is out. You're welcome to hang with me."

Again I wondered if maybe I was being given an opening. I decided to try a test. Something I had way too little practice at.

"I don't want to intrude on your alone time. I know how little chance there is to let it all hang out so to speak when you live in such close quarters."

Jeff laughed and then said, "If you are talking about what I think that isn't really a problem since Danny and I aren't shy."

He had turned off his shower as was pretty much just standing there watching me as I rinsed the soap off my body. He had clearly picked up the reference to getting naked. But his answer didn't say as much as it seemed on the surface. I decided to press the issue even though I still didn't want the talk to end with Jeff and me in bed. 

"Well, I am certainly not shy. But there are times when a guy just needs to be alone," I said as I finished rinsing and turned off my water.

He grabbed a couple of towels and handed me one before starting to dry off.

"Fuck, if you are referring to jerking off, I have heard Danny boy spanking the monkey so many times in the dark that I just do it as the need arises." 

I was surprised at the remark. Very few guys admit to jerking off and none had ever talked to me about doing it with another guy in the room other than Greg. I was also pretty sure Jeff was leaving something out. I figured they were at the very least spanking each other's monkeys.

"Oh I guess that makes things easier," I half mumbled not really knowing where to take the conversation as I wrapped a towel around my waist.

"You mean you never fucking jacked off while Greg was in the room? Not even when he was asleep man?" He asked sounding honestly incredulous. 

"No," I was able to answer truthfully.

Of course I didn't add any information about having sex with Greg.

"Shit I think I would go nuts if I suppressed my urges like that. Since he is sound asleep you ought to try it. It is actually fun," Jeff suggested while grinning at me.

"Yeah well he doesn't sleep that soundly. I was worrying about waking him just getting dressed."

"Damn you are a nice guy! I should have you for a roommate," Jeff declared. "If you are really concerned about waking Greg you can come to my room as you are. No need for formalities it is just the two of us."

I surprised myself by accepting his invite. Curiosity had taken over. I already knew that at least one other of our suite mates was into sex with guys. I wondered if the guy-guy thing was more common than I imagined. When we got to his room I stood there feeling a bit awkward. It seemed rude to sit on his roommate's bed in a wet towel. But I didn't feel comfortable with the idea of whipping off the towel and baring all. 

"Fuck man you need to relax. You look as tight as an old maid's virgin cunt,' he joked as he causally dropped his towel and sat on one of the beds. "You said you weren't shy right?"

"Um, no not shy," I agreed and pulled my towel lose.

I sat on the other bed. We began to talk as we sat there opposite each other in our birthday suits. I wondered if I would have found the situation more or less awkward if I still thought that I was straight. I also wondered about Jeff's sexual orientation. He certainly made no overt moves that would suggest he was interested in sex. At the same time he didn't bother to disguise that he was getting a good look at my exposed body. Of course sitting like we were it would have been hard not to seem like we were looking each other over. The way he sat with his legs spread his hairy balls and cock seemed to be on display. I had taken a slightly more modest stance. 

"So what the fuck you got planned for this weekend?" he asked after awhile.

"Greg's got some big plans for us for tonight that he indicates will continue into Sunday."

"Special occasion or just two studs on the prowl?"

"My birthday actually. He has set up a small party; the two of us, his girlfriend and a friend of hers on a double date. He insists I am going to get laid tonight."

"Lucky you. But if it turns out she doesn't give up the pussy; don't forget what I told you. I am sure Greg won't mind if you jerk a load while he is sleeping." 

I couldn't help but comment after he brought up the subject again, "You really are into that sort of thing huh?"

"What sort of thing?"

"Jerking off while another guy is in the room, sleeping or whatever."

"Oh yeah, but it is even better if the other guy is awake and jerking too," He responded with a wicked look on his face.

"Oh I see," I said not expecting the bold admission.

"What you never circle jerked?" 

Truth was I had a couple of times with some of my buddies while we watched one of the guy's father's porn movies. But that had been strictly kid's stuff. We didn't even take our clothes off and we barely looked at each other while we did it. But then there was what Greg and I did as well as the shower incident with Jack and Steve. 

"Come on Adam, I can see it in your eyes man!"

By the way I should probably explain. Greg called me Jerry, my high school nickname. Most everyone else called me Adam which was my real first name. Adam Gerald Petronovich, a huge fucking awkward mouthful if there ever was one. I have always envied people with names like John Smith.

"Yeah well I guess most guys try it."

"Adam, truth time. You and Greg get kind of loud over there some nights and we don't hear any female sounds."

I wanted to run away but chose to go on the offensive.

"Well if you know, what the fuck are we dancing around about? I'm bi, Greg and I are lovers. Happy now?"

"Cool," He said with a big smile. "Although I have fucked a couple of chicks I am pretty sure that I am gay."

Suddenly he poured out his history to me. He had had a secret boyfriend his senior year in high school who broke up with him for a girl first semester of college. After that he had spent a year trying to be straight and that is where the chicks came in. Though they had had sex both relationships were fairly disastrous since his heart wasn't in it. His roommate Danny was straight but bent things a little to get his rocks off. It started with them jerking off together. Things progressed to where Jeff was giving Danny blow jobs but Danny didn't reciprocate other than watching as Jeff jerked off. Some of Danny's running buddies occasionally partook of Jeff's services without reciprocation also. One of them unbeknown to Danny was even fucking Jeff. Other than a few times getting together with Jack and Steve, Jeff was giving without receiving much in return. 

When he finished his story, I sat there stunned not knowing what to say.

"Wow, that kind of sucks, Jeff," Finally came out of my mouth.

"Yeah well, what the fuck can I do? It is a straight guys' world. You just got lucky with Greg."

I wasn't so sure he was entirely right. It certainly was a straight guys' world and things were far less open back then. But I was sure that there were plenty of nice guys out there for Jeff. The question was how to find them. I wished that I could give him what he needed. But there was no way I could offer a relationship and sex at that moment was not appropriate. I did move over next to him and take him in my arms. The friendly hug might have become more except for the untimely return of Jeff's roommate.

"Damn, got yourself a little sissy-boy friend there Jeffy!" Danny exclaimed.

For Jeff's sake I bit my tongue. I couldn't much blame the guy for what he was thinking anyway. He had found us naked locked in an embrace on the bed. He knew his roommate was gay. The logical conclusion was that I was gay too and we were having sex. His use of the term sissy-boy was hardly unusual for the time. As progressive as we thought we were back then, homosexuality had not yet begun to gain any level of acceptability. It wasn't until he opened his mouth again that I became indignant.

"So which one of you faggots is going to suck my dick first?" He asked as he started to strip off his sweaty running shorts.

"Fuck you, asshole! Nobody wants your sweaty cock in their mouth," I yelled, "Come on Jeff. Get dressed and I'll go with you to the housing office. You don't have to live with this gay bashing piece of shit."

Danny looked like he could spit fire as he stood there with his shorts halfway down his legs expecting one of us to drop to his knees. Jeff just looked pitiful. His sparkling emerald eyes were filling with tears.

"I can't. I'm sorry, Adam," He said softly.

"Fuck you can't! This bastard doesn't have the right..."

Danny cut me off, "I think you better get your cock-sucking ass outta of our room, queer-boy. Jeff knows what he wants. He doesn't need you screwing things up!"

I wanted to jump up and beat him until he was bloody. But I somehow knew that would just make things worse for Jeff. I grabbed my towel and headed for the door. I told Jeff that if he changed his mind I would always be there for him. 

When I returned to my room, Greg was still sleeping. I was too upset to be the polite quiet room mate. I knew my new friend Jeff was on his knees slurping on that asshole's foul unwashed cock. I pounded my fist on one of the built in desks as I fought to get the image of that sweet guy obediently sucking that homophobe's dick out of my head. My rampaging woke Greg.

"Huh, what the fuck!" He exclaimed as he sat straight up in his bed.

"I'm sorry, bad morning babe."

"Bad morning? What are you even doing awake? Where you been?" He asked after glancing at the clock to check the time.

I told him the story of my morning; every detail right up to what I imagined was happening at that moment in they next room.

"Fuck, that cunt is a dead man," He said looking around for a pair of shorts.

"No babe. I tried telling Jeff to get out. I don't know why but he didn't want to," I protested.

Greg took me in his arms as tears of frustration began to flow down my cheeks. Being in his arms with him caressing my back helped. But still the experience was devastating. It was my first experience facing such awful hatred. However, had it just been Danny's prejudice and ignorance that I had seen I would have been able to shrug that off. Danny was an insignificant piece of excrement as far as I was concerned. It was Jeff's hopelessness and his feelings that his only hope to have his sexual needs met was to put up with ass wipes like his room mate that truly got to me. Greg led me to the bed and we sat there with him holding me in his arms offering comfort. He let me get it all out. He offered only tender kisses and the warmth of his comforting body. He did not speak until my tears had all been cried.

"Baby, don't worry. We will talk to Jeff together. I am sure we can convince him that he doesn't have to live that way."

"Thanks. He is a really nice guy. I just can't believe he feels stuck with that jerk off."

"What really sucks is that there are a lot of Jeff's in the world babe. Whole shit load of Danny's too and worse."

He went on to tell me about his own run in with a group of gay haters. When he was a senior in high school he had a brief thing with one of the football players. It was basically mutual cock sucking. It was a lot of fun until somehow someone else found out about it. When the football player was confronted he claimed it was started by Greg offering a blow job. For whatever reason the team let the player off with no more than the cold shoulder treatment. Greg recalled the day he was confronted behind the school gym.

"Mutha fuckin faggot! What the hell is your problem. You don't fuckin go aroudn trying to turn straight guys into queers by sucking their dicks," A mountain of man who played linebacker said. 

Five other players stood behind him backing him up and hurling insults of their own. Greg tried to protest as the group berated him while slowly backing him towards the wall. The football players weren't hearing a word he had to say. The first punch landed squarely on Greg's jaw and sent him flying into the brick wall. Greg felt as if all six of the burley athletes were punching him at once. Pain soon gave way to confusion and fear. He imagined dying as the players took turns with the fists while continuing to call him the foulest of names. When he felt his pants and undershorts being yanked off his hips he feared that they were going to rape him as well as beat him. One of the players grabbed Greg and held what appeared to be baseball bat in his face. 

"How about it fag boy, ready for a real good ass fucking?" The attacking player asked so excitedly that spittle flew into Greg's face.

Greg was trembling and tears were flowing down his face. He was almost too panicked to speak and had no idea what answer would save him anyway. 

Another player laughed and declared, "Jesus fucks the queer whimpers like a fucking bitch!"

Greg was forced to his hands and knees. He felt the smooth wood of the bat being rubbed on his behind.

"Oh god,no, please," He finally managed.

The begging hurt almost more than the beating. But he knew that if they tried to shove the bat up his virgin ass he would die. He had no choice.

The one who had been laughing roared, "I guess sissy boy doesn't like big dicks in his fag ass. Come on cock sucker. I am sure you will like it if you give it a try. Hold him good!"

Two of the guys took a firm grip on Greg. He felt his ass cheeks being pulled apart and the butt of the bat pressed against him.

"Please, no!" He wailed.

"Fuck come on guys. That's enough!" Someone behind him said firmly.

"What the hell, you a fag bitch too, Bobby?" Laughing boy asked in a sinister sounding tone.

"No, but even if he is a cock sucking queer, he doesn't deserve that. Fuck you will kill him, Jack!"

The two guys holding Greg backed away. The idea of killing a guy seemed to get to them.

"Fuck all you sissies!" Jack yelled as he pulled the bat away from Greg's ass. "I am going to goddamn kick everyone of your pussy asses at practice! Fuck you know he deserved this for turning Trevor queer."

Then he kicked Greg causing him to fall. He instinctively curled up into the fetal position. 

As the others ran away Jack added, "Ok fag boy, you got lucky. But if you say one fucking word about this to anyone you are going to take every inch of this pole and then I am going to beat you until you wish you are dead."

Greg passed out and was found about an hour later by some of the girls in the pompom squad. He was naked from the waist down, bruised and bleeding. He claimed he never saw who attacked him. His football player sex buddy never even checked on him. He transferred to a school across town to finish his senior year.

I was devastated that the guy I cared so much about had been treated that way by such assholes. I was also terrified that someday the same thing might happen to me. 

"Damn, baby that is fucking scary and god I feel sick that happened to you," I said not knowing how to respond to hearing that story.

"Yeah well it is scary but it is history. I am past it. One thing I know though, I am not going to let Jeff go on getting abused."

"What the fuck can we do? Jeff seems to think he is getting what he deserves." 

"We will just have to educate him, lover. Now think we can forget all this shit for a bit? I got a wild time planned for us tonight."

"Fuck, I am not really in the mood for partying," I said sincerely.

"Come on man. The girls will be really disappointed if we cancel now. Maybe I can improve your mood," He said as he reached for my towel. 

Suddenly I was naked he was on his knees at my feet. He began kissing and licking my balls and still flaccid cock. Even after the day I had there was no way I could resist the look in my lover's incredible blue eyes. He was looking up at me while he licked my cock. The effect of seeing the loving look on his face as he erotically teased my dick with his lips and tongue caused a kind of temporary amnesia. What was happening in the next room was gone from my head. Greg and I were the only two people in the world. My cock quickly grew to full erection. He fondled my balls gently as he took my cock into his mouth.




University Discoveries Ch. 04



He ran his lips and up and down my shaft while using his tongue to tease the underside of my cock. He knew exactly how to bring me quickly to the brink. I was panting and rocking on my heels causing my cock to gently fuck his willing mouth. Each time he slid his lips down my dick I thrusted forward meeting his mouth. When I pulled back he would grab my shaft to keep from pulling my cock free of his mouth. After he drank down several spurts of my cum he squeezed my cock and milked the last few drops onto his tongue while I watched.

After swallowing those drops he said, "I love you babe." 

I smiled and reached down to pull him to his feet. My intention was to return the favor but he postponed my going to my knees by pulling me into an embrace. His lips found mine and our tongues met in a gentle kiss. When I broke the kiss and moved my lips to his chest he stopped me.

"No time babe. We will be late for our date."

The last thing I cared about at that point was going out with some girl I barely knew. But it was Greg's show and it seemed very important to him. 

"I got to take a shower. Pick out something nice to wear. Oh and be sure to wear that sexy thong I got you," He said as he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. 

As he reached for the door he added, "I promise everything will be ok."

I wasn't sure if he was talking about the date or the thing with Jeff. I didn't bother to dwell on the subject. I had to choose something to wear and dig out the thong. I had actually only worn it once and would not have picked it for that night. But made Greg happy I was happy to wear it. It had been to make him happy the other time I wore it. 

He gave it to me as a gift and then left the room so I could put in on under my jeans for him. When he returned to the room he had me do a sexy striptease for him. It didn't feel all that sexy as I always thought I looked awkward dancing. When I got down to the thong he pulled me over to where he was sitting. He blew me to completion through the silky material of the skimpy underwear. 

As I slipped the thong on that night I remember thinking how glad I was that I had washed it and not left it cum filled as a souvenir. Before putting anything else on I paused and looked at myself in the mirror. I definitely looked more like some stripper than a college student getting ready for a date. The thong really wasn't much more than pouch that barely held my cock and balls. I turned around to look at my ass and saw I looked almost completely naked from the rear. The thin strip attaching the pouch to the waistband in the back was buried in my ass crack. The waistband itself was less than a quarter inch of elastic. I had second thoughts about wearing it when I considered what my date might think if we did end up fucking that night. A guy wearing a thong or much of anything other than white briefs or solid color boxers was pretty unusual in those days. I decided to wait to get dressed until Greg came back from the shower. That way he would get to see me in the thong and I could change into something else. I lay on the bed on my belly and pretended to sleep until he returned. 



University Discoveries Ch. 05



This story includes a true bisexual group experience. If sexual contact between two men offends you please do not read on.

*

When Greg came in the room he whistled and said, "Woo hoo, sexy ass, baby!" When I rolled over to greet him he added, "Damn sexy front too!"

"Ok, you have seen it now, lover. How about I change into some real underwear now?"

"Fuck, no! Lindsey will love it babe."

"Somehow, I can't picture her thinking this is a good look for a guy and I have no idea why you think she is going to see it in the first place."

That is when he spilled the beans.

"Well she loves mine and the plan is for all of us to get naked."

I just stared at him as he slipped on a thong of his own. I was at least thankful he had chosen a different color. 

"What the fuck is going on Greg?"

"Shelly and Lindsey are bi. They know you and I are bi. They both are really into the idea of being with two guys. I have had a few threesomes with them and it is fucking awesome. Anyway, we have talked about making it a true bi free for all by getting another guy involved. Your birthday seemed like a great time to go for it. It is suppose to be a secret. I wasn't going to tell you and you have to act surprised when they start doing whatever it is they are planning with each other."

"You are fucking shitting me!"

"No joke, lover."

"Don't you think it will be weird sucking cock in front of the girls?"

"No and I guarantee once you see those two hot chicks licking each other's twats you will be ready to do anything they want. Now come on get dressed."

Though I was still far from sure about the evening's activities I went along. I decided to wear my good jeans, the ones without tattered cuffs and worn out spots, a button down shirt and my Docksiders. Greg, who had chosen a similar outfit except with cords instead of jeans, approved of my look. 

As planned the girls met us on the quad and we walked into town. The place Greg picked for dinner was not one of the usual college hangouts. It was early for dinner, so we started with drinks. Since we were sure to get carded and under twenty-one was beer and wine only back then Greg ordered wine for the girls and a draft for himself. He of course insisted that I order a shot of straight liquor. I ordered what to me was the least offensive type of shot to down, Tequila. The not too bad looking waitress who I judged to be about forty made a big deal about my birthday when she looked at my license. I had to admit it was kind of fun being kissed by a complete stranger after the embarrassment of having her put her tongue in my mouth in front of everyone had passed. As it turned out, Greg had picked the place for two reasons. The first being he was pretty sure none of our fellow students would be there. Second and more important was the place's reputation of being a bit on the wild side. 

Though the food wasn't anything to jump and down about, the atmosphere and the drinks were great. By the time we ordered dinner a couple of hours passed and I was feeling the effects of the booze. The place was almost full and the regulars were definitely getting lively. When the dancing started to my surprise our waitress insisted that she get 'a whirl around the floor with the birthday boy' as she put it. Well by the time we finished a few minutes of very provocative moves everyone in the place knew it was my twenty-first birthday. The fun loving group started buying me and my friends drinks. They had pretty quickly forgotten about Greg and the girls being under twenty-one. I was also really glad that I was with a date. It was obvious that the waitress as well as a couple of the older female patrons would have liked to give me a birthday fuck. I even got a vibe from one of the guys that he might be interested. 

We had been there about three hours when Greg and I ended up needing to piss simultaneously. Since it was a multi-person pisser it didn't seem odd for us to end up next to each other at the urinals. I was pretty glad that no one else was in the room when Greg started to tease me.

"So birthday boy, you want me to make an excuse to Lindsey so you can for the older cunt orgy that is about to beak out?" He said as we splashed pee on the back of the porcelain wall hangings. 

"What the fuck does that mean?" I shot back trying to act innocent.

"Shit, baby, I know you ain't that fucking dumb. Couple more shots and those horny old bitches gonna drag your newly legal ass into the back room and fuck you silly! That last one that was rubbing up on you on the dance is probably so dried up fucking her would feel like she had razor blades in her cunt."

We were both laughing so hard we had trouble pulling up our zippers.

"Shit, I ain't fucking that when we got those two hot chicks," I slurred realizing that I was getting close to being overdone. "Fuck we should get going before I get too wasted to get it up."

"Yeah, no shit. I tell you those two are fucking ready to go to town too. Fuck they were sandwiching me on floor while that old cunt was trying to hump you!"

It took about another half hour to say our goodnights. Almost all of they women seemed to think they needed to give me a birthday kiss and a slap on the ass as well as give Greg a kiss for being such a nice guy. Of course a fair number of the men thought they needed to feel up our dates. Fortunately instead of getting all upset the girls found it a turn on and even seemed to encourage the guys a bit. 

I thought we would just be heading back to campus and someone's dorm room. However, Greg surprised me by heading in the opposite direction. It turned out that he had managed to borrow a friend's off campus apartment. Apparently the guy and his roommate were both out of town for the weekend. Though we had already had a lot to drink, Greg insisted on bringing the bong out. His plan was dinner and drinks followed by getting stoned. I was not supposed to know that after that some wild sex was planned. After a couple of bong hits I could barely stand. Greg joined me on the sofa and gave my thigh a hard squeeze. The bit of pain helped some with the woozy feelings. I thought that Greg was as wasted as I was at that point. The girls apparently had paced themselves better. 

They put the radio on and began to dance around as Greg and I sat side-by-side on the sofa watching. The first song was Ted Nugent's Cat Scratch Fever. The girls were gyrating around the room like they had a fever which was not helping at all with my dizziness. I was surprised they didn't change the station when the next song came on. It was a slow not very danceable song by Joe Cocker. As the lyrics of 'You Are So Beautiful' filled the room the girls fell into each other's arms. They held tight swaying and rubbing their bodies together like a couple at the prom that has been going steady for a long time. 

By the time Cocker was singing the last verse: You are so beautiful To me Can't you see You're everything I hope for You're every, everything I need You are so beautiful to me,

the girls lips were locked and their tongues were doing the swaying with each other. 

I didn't have to feign surprise. Even though I knew it was coming seeing it happen was still an exciting moment.

"Wow," I exhaled as the song came to an end. 

They stopped the kiss and looked over at me for just a moment. They both had big smiles on their faces. I couldn't be sure if Lindsey actually blew me a kiss or not since my vision was a little blurry at the time. They went back to kissing as they waited for the DJ to stop talking and play another song. When 'One of These Nights' by the Eagles began they separated and started shimmying right next to each other.

One of these dreams, one of these lost and lonely dreams, now We're gonna find one, mm, one that really screams I've been searching for the daughter of the devil himself I've been searching for an angel in white I've been waiting for a woman who's a little of both And I can feel her but she's nowhere in sight Don Henley's words fit what I was seeing perfectly. Now topless the girls were rubbing their tits together as they continued the dance. Clearly our sexy angels were giving into devilish thoughts. Greg's smile told me he was very pleased with the show. I was surprised that despite the alcohol my dick was rock hard in my jeans.

As the Eagles tune faded out the hard driving rhythm of Mountain's 'Mississippi Queen' blared from the speakers. Once again the girls separated. As they jumped around we were treated to a view of their near perfect tits bouncing around. Leslie West provided a strangely appropriate narration as the girls shed their skirts and tossed their panties our way. 

"You know she was a dancer. She moved better on wine While the rest of them dudes were gettin' their kicks Boy, I beg your pardon, I was gettin' mine

Yeah, Mississippi Queen"

By the time the DJ started talking about some up coming concert in a nearby town my dick was so uncomfortable I wanted to rip my jeans off. I gave into the feeling and opened the buttons of my fly when Lindsey bent down and took Shelly's left tit in her mouth. I remember thinking how odd it was that some guy was trying to sell used cars while she was sucking on the gorgeous chick's tit. Shelly began caressing Lindsey's ass as the taller girl sucked on her tits and more commercials played on the radio. I was so entranced by the show, I almost jumped off the sofa when Greg reached over and began to fondle my cock through the tightly stretched pouch of my thong.

When the music came back on the girls separated and danced their way over to us. They shimmied and wiggled while Eric Clapton told us what happens after midnight. I remember being confused since it was Shelly's blond bush that was staring me in the face instead of my date's hairless crotch. 

"Come on guys dance with us," Lindsey cooed as Shelly reached for my hand.

When I gave in and let her pull me to my feet, my jeans fell to the floor. As I tried to step forward I got tangled up and stumbled forward. I likely would have sent Shelly to the floor with me on top of her had Greg not acted quickly. He jumped up and grabbed my shoulders to steady me. It was clear that my companions were not nearly as fucked up as I was.

"Let me help you out of those jeans," Shelly said in what sounded like a wicked tone to me.

When she dropped to her knees to untie my shoes she came face to face with my thong covered erection.

"Nice undies, stud muffin," She said and gave my cock a squeeze. 

The excitement of having my roommate's hot girlfriend on her knees naked and fondling my cock was short lived. As I tried to lift my foot to let her take my shoe off I stumbled backward and landed on the sofa. 

"That will make it easier," She giggled as she pulled the shoe off.

I heard Lindsey tell Greg that it was time he lost his pants too. I glanced over to see her unbuckling his belt. By that point Shelly had me down to my shirt and skimpy underpants. While Lindsey relived Greg of his pants and Alice Cooper pontificated on being eighteen, Shelly hopped into my lap. She gyrated her bare ass over my silk encased erection as she slowly unbuttoned my shirt. As she continued to grind her sexy ass into my lap she used her long fingernails to tease my still nearly hairless chest. 

In the background Alice informed me: Lines form on my face and my hands Lines form on the left and right I'm in the middle the middle of life I'm a boy and I'm a man I'm eighteen and I LIKE IT Yes I like it Oh I like it Love it Like it Love it

When my head fell back I caught a glimpse of Greg wearing only his thong dancing with Lindsey. It actually wasn't so much dancing as dry humping to music while squeezing each other's ass. It looked like fun.

Shelly turned and called out, "Hey, bring that sexy boy over here."

Lindsey quickly honored her friend's request. She got behind Greg and guided him over to the sofa. As he stood next to Shelly, Lindsey peeled off his thong revealing his dripping erection.

"Mmmmmm looks tasty. Don't you think stud?" Shelly asked me.

Even as high as I was, I still wasn't sure about having sex with Greg in front of the chicks. I think I mumbled something that sounded like an agreement as she took my hand and guided it to his throbbing cock. She wrapped my fingers around his hard shaft and began to use my hand to stroke her boyfriend's dick. 

"Oh god," I heard Lindsey gasp as she pressed herself against Greg's back.

Shelly slipped off my lap and sat beside me as I began to stroke his cock with her assistance.

She kissed me and then moved her lips to my ear.

As she flicked her tongue around my ear she whispered, "God that is making me hot; taste."

She had been fingering her pussy and offered her slick fingers to me. I eagerly took them into my mouth and sucked her juices down.

"Oh fuck, please suck his cock for us," Lindsey cooed as Shelly pulled her fingers from my mouth.

The girls' encouragements along with my state of intoxication were enough to break down the last of my inhibitions. I didn't resist when Shelly began to guide my head to Greg's crotch. Lindsey knelt beside him and took hold of his dick. She held it steady for me as I slipped my tongue out and licked a drop of precum from his cum slit. 

As I slipped my lips over his cockhead the Eagles encouraged me to "Take it to the limit, take it to the limit, take it to the limit one more time."

The girls were moaning along with Greg as I slowly enveloped his cock. I took him into my throat as I rubbed my nose into his pubic hair for a second. Shelly had one hand in my crotch fondling my cock and the other between her legs fingering her pussy. I was sure that Lindsey was also fingering herself as she fondled Greg's balls. At that point I really got into sucking my lover's dick for an audience. I ran my lips up and down his shaft covering it with saliva. Each time I let it free of my mouth it seemed to be glistening in the soft light of a nearby table lamp. 

I was so into my task that I barely noticed when Lindsey came around and buried her face between Shelly's legs. As I furiously sucked Greg's cock, she was lapping at Shelly's pussy. I could feel my lover's tenseness and knew he was nearing the edge. His familiar cock's twitching felt wonderful. I wanted him to cum so I could open my mouth and let the girl's see me swallow down his thick goo. But he apparently had other ideas. He pulled me off of his cock and pushed me against the back of the sofa. He bent down and kissed me deeply. I heard Shelly gasp as she watched us share a passion filled kiss.

Lindsey continued to eat her friend's cunt as Shelly leaned over and turned the kiss into a three tongue dance. It was sloppy and wild. I felt both their tongues in and around my mouth as my tongue moved from one to the other. In a few minutes Shelly was screaming into our mouths as she came on Lindsey's tongue. My date moved over and Greg replaced her between the panting blonde's legs. He flipped her over like she was no heavier than a feather pillow. Shelly happily bent over the sofa so Greg could fuck her from behind.

As he began to ride his girl friend hard, Lindsey moved between my legs. She pulled down the thong finally releasing my aching cock. Suddenly she was deep throating me like a professional. I didn't detect the slightest hint of a gag when she took me into her throat and held me there for a few seconds. Greg matched his thrust to the driving beat coming from the stereo. He was fucking her so forcefully that the sofa shook. His cries of orgasm blended with Led Zepplin's powerful vocals.

Way down inside... woman... You need... love. 

Shake for me, girl. I wanna be your backdoor man. Keep it coolin', baby. 

When Greg stumbled back and dropped onto the floor to rest, Lindsey moved from my cock to Shelly's cum dripping pussy. As she lapped up Greg's cum from her friend's oozing twat I moved to the floor and got behind her. I easily drove my cock into her hot wet cunt. Her moans of ecstasy were muffled by Shelly's pussy. But still it was clear she wanted "every inch of my love." I didn't have the benefit of a driving beat to pace my thrusts. As I fucked her Led Zepplin gave way to the Doors, 'Riders on the Storm'. Even without the aid of Zepplin I managed to pound her quivering pussy with abandon. As Morrison's voice faded away my cock erupted deep inside her cunt.

Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm

The girls quickly moved into a sixty-nine position on the sofa as I sat on the floor next to Greg. The show soon had our cocks ready for more action. Lindsey and Shelly were far too into what they were doing to notice. As we watched the incredibly beautiful and sexy duo devour each other's cunts we casually stroked each other's cocks. The girls seemed to get into an almost continuous series of orgasms. Their moans and keening cries filled the room but neither even paused their oral attack. It must have been well over a half hour before they demanded that Greg and I get over there and fuck them again.

They bent over the sofa side-by-side. I fucked Shelly while Greg fucked my date. Through slow and fast songs we road the two hot chicks for a long time. I have no idea how many times the girls came before Greg and I finally dumped our second load at almost the same moment. All I knew at that point was that I was really drained. My body was sweat covered and I was struggling to regain my breath as I held onto Shelly while my cock deflated in her body. 

Someone suggested a shower and rest so that we could recharge for more action. Though I couldn't imagine managing to recharge before morning the shower sounded good. It was definitely the most fun shower I had had up to that time. The apartment had a large bathroom with a shower that easily accommodated two. As one couple showered the other waited in the bathroom. We left the glass door partially opened to be extra friendly. After the showers we all piled into the king sized bed and cuddled up. As I drifted off to sleep I decided that it was a sleeping arrangement that I would like to try more often. Sometime in the middle of the night I had a very unusual awaking. Lindsey was beside me still asleep with her head on my shoulder. Somehow Shelly had managed to get my legs spread without waking me and was sucking my balls. Greg was slowly running his lips up and down my hard cock. Since my right arm was trapped under my dates warm sexy body all I could do was reach down with my left arm. I caressed Greg's shoulder to indicate that the blow job alarm clock had worked. He stopped for just a second to look up at me and smile. Before he turned back to my crotch, Shelly had my cock in her mouth. He kissed her cheek and then he went to work no my balls. He used his tongue to bath my sack as his hot chick took my dick deep. I began to idly caress my sleeping date as I laid back enjoy the incredible double blow job. 

They were amazingly enthusiastic. They moved back and forth exchanging my balls and cock between them. Each time they switched there was a brief pause while they kissed. I am not sure how long that went on before Lindsey finally awoke. When she did we began to make out while Shelly and Greg blissfully continued their work down below. Our kiss was wild and sloppy; my rising excitement spurring me to great passion. However, Lindsey wanted more than a kiss. She began to work her way down my body; kissing first my chest and then my abs on her way to joining our friends at my crotch. 

As she turned the double blow job into a three way cock feast she lifted her silky leg over my body and straddled my face. While I enjoyed the erotic sensations of three tongues and pairs of lips fighting for my cock and balls she offered her beautiful hairless cunt for my dining pleasure. I reached up and grabbed her ass to pull her delightfully smooth pussy to my face. As her labia spread over my lips I plunged my eager tongue into her warm, moist, fleshy tunnel. I pushed my tongue as deeply into her cunt as I could, wildly licking the walls of her sex. 




University Discoveries Ch. 05



At some point my legs were lifted exposing my asshole to someone's tongue while my balls and cock continued to be serviced by other mouths. I felt as if I might reach true nirvana as I enjoyed that amazing early morning sex. I lapped up Lindsey's ambrosia as I sucked on her swollen pink pussy lips. I heard he moans over the sounds of my cock being slurped when my tongue found her engorged clit. She ground her crotch into my face as someone was using their hands to encourage me to fuck whatever mouth was engulfing my cock. I don't know whose mouth I came in as my face was being flooded my Lindsey's creamy offering. I assumed it wasn't her mouth since I could hear her screaming as she came on my face. 

She was nearly smoothing me with her cunt as she rode my tongue. My friend's moved their mouths away from my crotch to allow me some recovery time. I could tell from the way the bed was shaking that Greg was fucking Shelly next me while I was still being force fed Lindsey's orgasming pussy. As I listened to Greg's deep moans and Shelly's keening cries of bliss I was becoming desperate for a full breath of air. I feared I might have to bite into Lindsey's quivering sensitive flesh to get relief. Somehow I managed to get my hands on her buttocks and lifted her up enough to allow me to catch a breath. I think my fingers digging into her soft, smooth ass cheeks gave her the message about my plight. 

She turned around and lay atop me, purring like a well fucked lioness. I lay under her panting with my heart thumping creating a primitive beat that must have been pulsating right into her tingling flesh. I looked over and watched as my male lover reached orgasm while fucking his girlfriend. The four us were covered in sheen of perspiration. When Greg rolled off Shelly, Lindsey seemed to completely recover from her sexual exhaustion. She crawled catlike over my body and began to eat Shelly's pussy as if she were a lioness feasting on a fresh kill. Not to be outdone, Shelly grabbed Lindsey's hips and guided the hungry cat's pussy to her own mouth. 

We were treated to an amazing up close view of a live sex show. Still needing to recover from his sexual exertions, Greg lay panting on one side of the girls. Ready for more action of my own I rolled onto my side and began to caress my lioness sexy ass as the girls obliviously enjoyed eating each others hot wet cunts. I worked a finger down between her ass cheeks and dipped it into her wet pussy while Shelly licked her clit. I moved my finger to her anus when Shelly started working her tongue inside Lindsey's pussy. Using her flowing pussy juice as lubricant I was able to easily push my entire finger into her ass. I finger fucked her rear entrance as Shelly continued licking her.

Lindsey lifted her head and screamed, "Oh fuck yes!"

At this point Greg was also ready for more. He rolled to his side and we both pressed are again erect cock into the writhing chicks. As we humped their bodies sliding our cocks over their sweat covered flesh, our dates continued to show off their pussy eating skills. We could tell from the way they were jerking around they were both in the throws of multiple orgasms. I have no idea how much longer we went on in that position. Time was irrelevant. It was Lindsey's pleading cry that caused a change in position. 

"Oh fuck, please. God damn jesus shit I need to be fucked by one of your hot cocks now!"

Greg was first to act. He reached for her and practically lifted her body onto his. She sat up as his cock slid into her. Once her pussy had him fully enveloped like a hot, wet velvet sheath she began to ride him. It was a wild ride reminiscent of what lady Godiva might look like on one of those mechanical bulls. A few seconds later, Shelly pushed me onto my back. She climbed onto my pole and did her best to duplicate what Lindsey was doing. Greg and I had no option but to lay back and enjoy while the woman rode us for all they were worth. I tried to lift my ass and force my cock up to meet Shelly's pussy as much as I could. My actions added the effect of additional bucking as she fucked me. Both of the girls were like possessed beings pounding their pussies onto our cocks. The room was filled with the sounds and smell of sex. 

Greg came just a split second before me. I have no idea how intense his orgasm might have been since mine all but blinded me temporarily. I could sense nothing but the pure bliss of my climax. That bliss started to become over stimulation as Shelly continued to fuck me. She didn't stop until my cock was too soft to stay in her pussy. Even then she rubbed her quivering, dripping cunt on my thigh like an insatiable she creature. I guess Greg's cock held up longer than mine since Lindsey was still astride his dick moaning her happiness for a time after Shelly was forced to give it up. I don't think anyone was disappointed with the outcome of the night however. 

We all enjoyed the sunrise as we made our way back to campus after another shared shower time. The most curious thing about that walk was that Greg and I had each other's dates in our arms as we walked. When we took the girls to their respective rooms we all had a very hot good night kiss. Greg and I had the best goodnight kiss when we were back in our room alone. That night set up an interesting new dynamic with the four of us. But that story will have to wait. Greg just called from the lobby. He is on his way up. Hopefully, I will have an exciting new tale to tell after this weekend.



University Discoveries



"Fuck!" Was all I managed to say at first.

"Yeah, I liked it too," He said with a wink. 

We lay there together naked for a long time, talking and caressing and later made love again. My days of sexual frustration came to an end. Greg and I had sex frequently for the remainder of the semester. He taught me all the joys of male on male sex that year. Even though we both dated and bedded women during our remaining time at college, we continued to share a room and have sex with each other until we graduated. There are many other stories of the things I learned at the university and new experiences to be told. But that is for another day. As I write this, I am waiting to see Greg again for the first time in many years. We are both back at the university for our class reunion. Though we are both married now, neither of us chose to bring our wives on the trip. I hope he has the same ideas I do. After all we are sharing a room again for the long weekend. Maybe I will have another story to tell by next week.