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Friends from College Pt. 01

By: enoch1234



I first saw him again across the room. He was listed as one of the speakers at this conference that interested me, and was still the slender, tall, Italian that I remembered from college. Aside from having facial hair now - a trimmed beard - he looked much as he had over twenty-some years earlier when we were roommates. I had known then that he was gay, and as a straight guy (then), it was ok with me as we had lots of other interests. Although we lived now in very different parts of the country, I had recently thought of him and what could have been when we were in college, but I had gravitated to a straight path.

To be sure, in recent years I had begun thinking about men in general. I had wondered and fantasized about him and in general what it would be like to hold a cock and more. I still like women (very much so) but this new interest was an addition.

I listened to his conference talk (articulate for sure), and I spoke to him after the session broke. He was glad to see me, and suggested that we have dinner together and catch up, skipping the evening conference session. I readily agreed.

Dinner was delightful, as talk was always easy between Paul and myself. He had remained single and I had married and had two kids. We talked about our different paths, but mostly we talked about our common field with a fluency that reminded both of us of our earlier times and how we were so much alike. And we both had several glasses of wine.

When dinner was over, he invited me to his hotel room for a nightcap. He poured a scotch for each of us, and as we stood beside each other his hand reached for and massaged my crotch. To my surprise, I enjoyed the touch. He knew of my reluctance, but he also somehow knew that I would respond. I had actually never been with a guy, but somehow this felt ok. I had recently begun thinking about being discreetly with men, but needless to say, I had no experience.

He whispered that he had always wanted me, it would feel good that he would guide me. Obviously, I felt really anxious but felt also really at home with a trusted friend. I always felt comfortable with Paul and I felt somewhat buzzed. Then I reached for his crotch as well. He moaned and placed his hand on the side of my face; it all felt good as our breathing became more pronounced.

Paul placed his hand inside my pants and shorts. He massaged my semi-erect cock and could tell that it felt really good to me. In his experienced hand, I grew hard and thought it could go on this way forever. But Paul knelt on one knee, unzipped my fly, and took my cock entirely in his mouth. It really felt incredible when Paul used every part of his mouth and engulfed me up to my balls. Now, I thought women did oral well, but I learned that night that what I had heard was true: gay men give better head.  

He said, "Just between us." Of course. 

Paul then said, "I'll show you and teach you everything." 

We moved easily to the bed as Paul removed all my clothes with great attention. Meanwhile, I instinctively massaged my cock and then he returned to oral, all the time giving me great pleasure and attention. 

Now, my cock is average in length - not huge. It has a so-called ÒmushroomÓ head that, IÕm told, calls for attention. Paul remarked on its desirability and made me feel wanted.

Being naked, the activity and, most of all, his touch, made me shoot all over my chest in one of the strongest orgasms I'd ever had. And as I continued to spasm, he leaned over and kissed me deep. I responded and held his head in a gesture of affection. I had really wanted him all this time, and just repressed the desire.

And then Paul whispered, "It's your turn."

At those words, the conflict between my desire and all my conditioning became stronger, and a swirl of emotions kicked in as I thought of what all he meant. He said "I'll help you," and I felt more relaxed. 

He removed all his clothes, and I assisted. He wore briefs, and although his cock was outlined well, I was still surprised by its size when it was free Ð it looked huge. Later, I learned it was between seven and eight inches long and was uncut. Mine was cut (as were most IÕd seen in the gym). His was also larger in circumference, which made it look bigger. It was truly beautiful, and my desire and curiosity were both strong. In short, I really wanted it Ð to hold it in my hand, to take it in my mouth, in me.

And he is really attractive. He must have continued to work out (as I did), but he was really hard all over. I remember his somewhat hairy chest from college, but it was attractive to see hair in other places, particularly leading to his crotch. It was both attractive and arousing, and I have since learned that I like hair. 

And his cock. I'd never seen or held an uncut cock up close; I'd never seen any cock up close, other than my own. I'd seen other guys in the gym for years, but this was really different and altogether appealing.

I reached out for it, pushed the skin back to expose a beautiful head, and heard him gasp in pleasure as my hand encircled it. It felt really stimulating just to hold it, stroke it, and feel his pubic hair encircling it.

It was amazing to hold a full erect cock and I couldn't believe how hard it was. It called out for direct attention. And it stood really prominently, even though it curved somewhat toward his chest. It made me want him even more. I focused on giving him pleasure, kissing his balls, the hard shaft and then the exposed head. Then I took the plunge and took some of the shaft in my mouth. He sighed loudly and it seemed stimulating to me as well as Paul. Later he said, "I knew you would like it."

Indeed, I felt released to explore my passions. Back when we were roommates, early in the fall, he had propositioned me. And as straight guy, I had gently turned him down. But this was different now. I now get into thinking about guys sometimes, a big change. 

We got on the bed and explored each other some more. I really wanted to eat him. When the time finally came, he somehow knew that I was worried about swallowing. He grabbed my head and hair and pushed me away just before he came. After much breathing and moaning, he shot all over his belly and chest in streams and globs. I held his cock, kissed him, and he groaned with deep pleasure, saying "I've been thinking of this for some time."

Then he asked, "Tomorrow night? There's more and I'll show you everything." I readily agreed. 

End of pt.1

Friends from College Pt. 02



Friends from College pt. 2

I had thought about that night and Paul all during the day, and after the evening's conference session we went to his room.  I kissed him and held him tight as I really wanted to years ago. He then suggested that we take a shower together, as he wanted to clean up; I thought it was a fine idea.

Paul removed all his clothes and he watched me do the same. I just enjoyed looking at his chest and following his ass and cock. They were all really stimulating now and I told him I just enjoyed looking. He said "And I enjoy watching you."

As we both got in the shower, he kissed me hard and I responded.  He then asked, "Could I soap you?"  "Sure."

He first soaped my back.  I could feel his cock against my ass cheeks and it really felt hot.  He turned to face me, and we soaped our chests and our cocks, which were both hard now. It felt great to hold both cocks together and stroke.  I knew that being with a guy was an ok step for me.

We dried off and headed for the bed, at least so I thought. Paul asked me to sit on the edge of the desk and he began to suck me and licked my balls. Soon he started licking further down until his tongue went around and into my hole. This was entirely new to me and it felt amazing. Then he reached up for my nipples and massaged them and licked them. It felt new and great. He kept it up until I shot all over my stomach and chest.

I reached for his cock and we moved to the bed. He knelt on the bed; I was on my stomach and reached up and gave him oral pleasure as he watched my ass. And then he started thrusting my mouth, breathing deeply. That felt great. We were in several positions, and ended up on our backs when he finally came in spasms and streams on his chest, shooting as high as his shoulders. It also seemed that he came for a long time and with noticeable intensity (he grabbed me strongly). It was good to give him pleasure like this.

After a long while, he whispered, "I want you to fuck me. I'll help." As we talked I got hard again. 

He jumped up and retrieved a really large dildo from his suitcase. "First I have to open up," and he secured the dildo to the floor and slowly sat on it. He needed lube and applied some to the dildo and his ass, then he resumed sitting on it. As it entered, his look of ecstasy all encompassing, and was something I wanted to offer him again. 

"Here, put this on." He handed me a condom, and I unrolled it on my hard cock. He moved to the edge of the bed, facedown. "Fuck me now. Put it in." 

His ass had some hair and was muscular and really rounded. It was very appealing to me, which was confusing.  I knew I wanted it. 

I moved against him and pushed. At first there was considerable resistance, but soon I felt in and we both moaned. It felt fantastic; not just the pleasure but the knowledge that I was actually inside him. Each stroke took me deeper and felt more amazing. Then, as we rolled over, he sat on my cock, moving up and down, which also felt incredible. 

And then he moved on his back and raised both legs. Later, he would place his feet on my back as I continued to thrust. He then massaged his cock and finally shot all over his chest. When he felt I was getting close, between breaths, he said, "Shoot all on me." I removed the condom and came all over his chest, shooting again and again. I felt harder and larger than ever, and it felt totally encompassing to come on him.

After some time, he whispered, "Now, can I do the same for you?" I was excited, stimulated as well as nervous about his size and possible pain, but finally agreed,. 

I said "I do want you to put it in if you're really gentle." We got another condom and I helped unroll it on his big cock. He told me to apply some lube to both him and me, and lay on the bed face down. I raised my ass to receive him.

I felt his cock press against my hole, and on the second push, it broke in. It felt huge and at first really hurt. He said "relax your muscles," and then the pain subsided and each thrust became pleasure.

He was now inside me, and the sensation was all encompassing. As he went deeper, our sighs increased and I wanted it even more. Why did I wait so long?

He said "Turn over," and I got on my back and raised both legs as he had. He entered, and it was easier this time and more pleasurable. He also seemed to like this position better, and he thrust with increased abandon. It felt incredible.

He reached over to stroke my cock and I finally shot again over my chest in long spasms. Paul knew he was about to come, and he withdrew, quickly pulled the condom off and shot also on my chest in what seemed to go on and on. As he kissed me, we laughed and played with the mixed cum. We remained this way a while before we finally cleaned up.

 End of pt. 2



Friends from College Pt. 03



We had decided to meet in my room that evening, the last of the conference. I had changed into a robe and my lounging pants. Paul knocked at the door and I opened it. With him stood a short, slender young guy who looked to be nineteen or twenty at most. He was really hot, and Paul whispered," I thought you might enjoy joining us." Of course; certainly after what I experienced the last night.

The young guy stepped in and we closed the door. He then opened my robe, ran his hand in my pants, and said, "Fuck me, daddy."

His frankness in his movements as well as speech surprised me, but I also felt like complying immediately. He was indeed hot. He kissed me, long and deep. I resisted, trying to tell him that Paul was really the one he wanted. Paul looked on, as if to encourage me to go first and he would enjoy watching. 

I responded by slowly removing the young guy's clothes: all of them. He was smooth, except for a small, trimmed area above his cock. His cock was cut, had a beautiful head, was longer than average, and stood semi-hard. It felt really good to take in my hands, and finally, in my mouth. 

I was drawn to the hairy type, but overall, he was really appealing. I ran my hands over his smooth young ass, and in fact, all his remarkable body. I played with his nipples and sucked on his cock, which he really liked. How did Paul know that I would really enjoy being with a young guy? And what about this guy's tastes? I only knew some of what he liked.

Never mind. The young guy had said "Fuck me, now," and I gave in, carrying him over to the bed. As I fully undressed myself, he presented his ass in such a way that I wanted it immediately. I put on a condom and entered him easily. I began stroking as he moaned deeply (he must have enjoyed it). For me, the feeling was amazing as I continued in and out.

He turned on his side, allowing me to enter him. I reached around, massaging his cock, his balls, and his nipples while I continued to thrust. Looking up, I saw Paul watching. He had removed all his clothes and stroked himself. When he was fully erect, he looked to be enormous; I wanted him too. 

He positioned himself so that the young guy could take it in his mouth while I watched. Both groaned loudly as if this fulfilled some deep desire. I felt as if I understood now and understood more about myself. 

Paul and the young guy took on several roles. One time, Paul moved in and out of the young guy's mouth as if he was in charge. Paul held the back of his head steady while moving, and the young guy seemed to really enjoy it. Watching them play while I fucked was a truly stimulating.

And watching Paul come was at once beautiful and powerful and it was really hot. He shot deep in the young guy's throat in spasms that went on and on, and based on the moans, both seemed to want it badly. 

The young guy must have liked my touch, too, as he came soon, shooting on my hand and the bed in spasms of pleasure. At the same time, I felt the familiar surge rising myself. I pulled out and removed the condom. I shot all over his hip in long spasms, which he seemed to really enjoy, as he moaned and said, "Shoot on me, daddy." Paul watched it all and seemed to enjoy it too.

Soon it was Paul's turn. The young guy moved on his back, spread his legs, and Paul entered slowly. The young guy said, "It's so big!" Going slowly seemed to help, as he relaxed and took it all in. He said "Give it to me, daddy."

It was a real turn-on to watch. I began to stroke myself impulsively, and as my cock came back to life and I savored the scene. It felt hot to stroke myself with these two guys. I especially liked it when Paul drew back and thrust in, exposing his beautiful, big cock and watching it disappear inside the hard, young ass. And I relished hearing the satisfied moans from them both.

It also was stimulating to be completely naked; I felt really turned-on as I watched everything. Soon, I moved so that my cock against the young guy's face. He reached up with both hands he moved my cock to his mouth. As he took it in, his hands moved to stroke his own erect cock. I leaned over first to stroke his cock, then to take it in my own mouth and savor it.

It felt incredible to suck a young cock while I thrust mine in his mouth and at the same time he was being fucked in the ass by a really large cock. The young guy must have loved it (I did) because he kept moaning in ecstasy. Paul must have really enjoyed the both the sensation and watching me. 

We all kept it up for some time. Paul's orgasm came first; he was withdrawing, pulling off the condom, and shooting on the young guy's stomach while I pulled off the young guy's cock. The young guy then shot, mixing his cum with Paul's. It was really hot watching him. I started to pull my cock away, but the young guy stopped me, saying, ÒI want to drink it all in.Ó So I shot deep in his mouth in multiple spasms as he swallowed all my cum. He moaned loudly and I just felt totally spent. It was indeed hot to orgasm and shoot in a guy's hungry mouth.

Sometime that evening, the young guy got dressed and slipped away, happy I hope, and leaving Paul and myself. I know I was happy. Completely.

Paul and I fucked several times later that night, and in between he talked much about men being with men, as I knew nothing (but experienced lots at least once). He showed me several online sites, and showed me how it was possible to have erotic friends everywhere. He continued to teach me much.

And we enjoyed finally being with each other in this way. Why did we not do this in college? Clearly, he knew something about me then that I didn't know myself. And just as clearly, back then I wasn't ready to consciously buck my own expectations and those of society and to at least to embrace guys as well as girls. In short, I was deep in denial and wasn't ready then.

Though I was clearly ready to be with guys now, I wouldn't see Paul again. We corresponded by email and tried to arrange a mutual meet or another conference together, but our schedules and the distances posed continual problems. We do continue to write, I would begin to be intimate with guys, and always think back fondly about all Paul taught me those days and be grateful to him.