****** New Horizons by The Freshman ******
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New Horizons


The last thing my dad told me before leaving me at the freshman dorm at my
upstate New York university was, "Son, over the next four years, you will have
the opportunity to expand your horizons and learn about things you never
thought of. Be safe, but stay open to new ideas and experiences." At the time,
I did not think much of it, but I soon found out just how prophetic his advice
would be.

My roommate, Mike, was a former high school lacrosse star until he tore
cartilage in his knee. His 6'3'' frame, however, was still thick with muscle. I
am only about 5'7'' with a slight build of a cross-country runner.

Right after my parents left me at the dorm, my new roommate, Mike, asked me,
"Do you like porn?" It was a strange question, but I answered, "As much as the
next guy, I guess." "Well," he said, "I've got a collection here. It's only
part of my whole collection, but I've got some wild stuff from Europe and
Japan. Feel free to take a look anytime."

A couple of days later, while Mike was at class, I opened one of his magazines.
It was a gay sex mag from Germany. I had never seen any male homosexuality
before. Although I wanted to be disgusted, I could not help but stare at the
pages. As I flipped through pages of blowjobs and anal sex, I felt a strange
tingling feeling come over me. Ashamed and embarrassed, I closed the magazine
and put it away.

Later that week, the first of a series of events that would change me forever
took place. As I lay in my bed in the dark, I heard the rustling of Mike's
sheets. Through the darkness, I could see his silhouette. As my eyes adjusted
to the darkness, I could clearly see that his blanket pitched up like a tent in
the middle and I could tell his hand was moving rapidly. Oh my god! My mind was
racing. Mike was jerking off with me in another bed 3 and a half feet away. I
was shocked! After a few minutes, he came with a grunt and rolled over to go to
sleep. I, on the other hand, was wide awake. I couldn't believe that he did
that with me in the room. Worse yet, I couldn't believe how much it turned me
on.

I did not say anything the next morning. After a couple of nights, he did it
again. Eventually, Mike's ritual became a nightly occurrence. Every night he
would jerk off and I would stay up. My mind would race as the strange feelings
I was having intensified each time I listened to him masturbate.

A couple of weeks after school started, I went out to the campus pep rally.
Mike skipped it. I hit a couple of parties on my way back and picked up a
slight buzz. I was not drunk, but as I would find out my inhibitions were
loosened.

I got to my dorm room about midnight. As I pushed open the door, I saw Mike
sitting on his bed, completely naked, with a porno mag in one hand and his
penis in the other. This was the first time I had ever seen his cock. It was
about 9 and a half inches and nearly as thick as my wrist.

I quickly stammered an apology and wanted to turn and leave. But I was
paralyzed. I could not stop staring as he slid his hand up and down his shaft.
For his part, Mike seemed unfazed. He just kept watching me watch him as he
played with himself.

After a minute or two, Mike got up. Still nude, he walked towards me, his huge
member swaying with each step. He stopped right in front of me. Then, with the
slightest pressure on my shoulders, he pushed me to my knees. There I was, on
my knees and staring at the most impressive penis I had ever seen inches from
my face. Mike then grabbed the back of my head and pull my face towards his
penis.

My mind was a blur. I wanted desperately to scream out, "No! I'm not into
this." But I couldn't. I was completely "powerless, betrayed by my own feelings
of lust. As he pulled me in, I did the only thing I could think of Ñ I closed
my eyes, opened my lips and allowed him to enter my mouth.

My hormones took over completely. I extended the tip of my tongue to capture
the small droplet of pre-cum that had formed at the tip of Mike's cock. It was
slightly salty, but surprisingly pleasant. He then began to push himself
further into my mouth. Without thinking, I stretch my mouth wide to accept his
girth and, like a natural, I relaxed my throat muscles to allow him to push in.
After a small gag, I could feel his coarse pubic hair tickle my nose. Oh my
god! I was deep-throating another man.

After accommodating his size, I began to move my mouth up and down on his
shaft. At first, I moved slowly, but as I heard his first low, soft moan, I
picked up the pace. Within minutes, he began bucking his hips, fucking my face.
With each thrust, I felt his balls slap against my chin. As feelings of shame
and confusion gave way to blinding lust, I sucked eagerly at his cock. I felt
his penis swell and strain. Then, he grabbed my head and pulled me close. With
that all-too-familiar grunt, Mike began to come. He shot his load in seven or
eight spurts. Although I tried to swallow it all, there was too much, too fast.
Small trickles of come slid out of the corners of my mouth. I continued to suck
hard as his penis deflated, milking every last drop.

After he pulled out, I wiped the last remnants of his orgasm from my face with
the back of my hand and looked down for the first time. In my excitement, I had
not realized that I also had orgasmed. The front of my jeans was soaked with my
own come.

That night I sucked him off 2 more times. He jerked me off a couple of times as
well. We passed out in each other's arms around 4 a.m., sticky with a mixture
of come and sweat. Every night thereafter for a week, we repeated our love
play. A couple of times, I fell asleep with his softening cock in my mouth.

About a week later, we took our relationship to the next level. I had just come
back from the shower down the hall. Because of our open relationship, I walked
around our room completely nude. As I bent over to dry myself, I felt Mike grip
my hips. He held me with one hand and squeezed my tube of hand lotion with the
other. I could feel the cold lotion ooze down the crack of my ass. I did not
want it to, but it felt so good. Mike dropped the lotion tube and smeared the
lotion between my cheeks.

The next thing I felt was a pressure against my asshole. Instinctively, it
tightened. But the pressure pushed it open. Inch by inch, Mike entered me. The
pain was unbelievable, but at the same time, the sensations were incredible.
Although it felt like he was tearing me apart, I could do nothing but moan.
After several excruciating minutes, I felt his rock-hard hips against my ass
and realized that he was inside of me completely. I never felt so completely
filled up before. It was incredible.

He remained still for a few moments allowing my asshole to stretch and the pain
subside. After a little while, he began to move Ñ slowly at first, but then
faster and faster. My asshole was on fire, but I still found myself begging
him, "Fuck me harder... Faster... Harder!!!!" As he humped my virgin hole, I
felt my own cock grow harder and harder. The unbelievable sensations from his
penis striking deep inside my body was causing me to rapidly approach my own
fiery climax. With one final thrust, I felt his balls contract at the exact
moment that my own had tightened. Together, we orgasmed. He pumped his thick
semen inside me as I sprayed the bed that I was bent over. After we finished,
he pulled out with an audible "pop." I couldn't move. My legs were weak. I lay
there in a puddle of my own come as his leaked out of my ass.

As my mind stopped spinning, I could remember my dad's words. "Expand your
horizons." As a rush of cool air hit my stretched asshole, I smiled to myself.
This may not have been the "expanding" my dad was thinking of, but I knew I was
going "to enjoy my first year at college.

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