Allan's New College Freedom is a seven-part story, the first four parts are almost entirely true and the last three are mostly what I wish had happened. All characters were 18 years old at the time of these events. These stories are based on my own experiences and memories, but I have taken some artistic license in the telling. The names in all the "Allan's New..." stories are changed; location & unnecessary personal information has been changed or purposely omitted to protect people's identities.
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This post contains Parts 4 & 5: Petting the Monster & Deep Throat
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Allan's New College Roommate -- (4/7)
Petting the Monster
- I saw Kevin toss out his underwear and raise his sheet for me to get in beside him. I hurriedly threw down my own underwear and walked out of them. As I moved toward his bed, I realized that the biggest and best dream I've had these last few weeks was about to come true. My heart was racing, and I felt a bit faint as I slid into the bed beside this beautiful demigod and reached for the object of my admiration. -
Kevin's skin felt hot on mine as I moved in beside him in that small single bed. After he handed the sheet to me he laid down on his back, he put his left arm to his side and his right arm, the one nearest me, up behind his head; to get it out of the way I supposed. He seemed to know exactly what to do to maximize the space we had in his bed.
I laid on my left side facing him leaning on my left elbow and gently laid my right hand on his stomach just above his navel. I started to trace his light treasure trail down but immediately my hand encountered his dick. I put my fingers around it. It was monstrous. Or at least it seemed so to me because I had never encountered a dick so big before. It had to be at least 8" long and a quite a bit thicker than mine, enough that my fingers barely went all the way around it. But I did my best to pet and stroke the monster. "This feel all right?" I asked. "Oh, yeah!"
Every couple of minutes I would change what I was doing a bit to make it interesting and give me a chance to explore his body a bit. His big balls were already pulled up and his scrotum was tight and felt bumpy like the surface of a small brain. The skin on his legs and stomach, except for what little hair he had, was as smooth as baby skin but much firmer. Once when I was rubbing and playing with his balls, I pushed my fingers a little further back under his balls and he opened his legs a bit to allow me access. I was headed for that area between your ball sack and anus, where the base of your penis is just below the surface. This area is very sensitive on me so I thought it might be on him as well. He sighed and moaned appreciatively whenever I rubbed in this area, so perhaps he was even more sensitive there than I am.
He was getting hot now and said "go faster" so I did. And kept getting slowly faster until finally his whole body tightened up and his dick became so hard, I thought his huge crown would burst... and it did, all over his stomach. I realized that he was holding the sheet up so as not to get any on it. But his dick spat cum time and time again and each time it did, his whole body would spasm once. When he started cumming I remembered that my dick gets real sensitive right about then, so I slowed my stroking and lightened my grip. When he had stopped cumming he threw the sheet down on our legs and started rubbing the cum into his skin, spreading it around like it was a lotion. Then all motion stopped, and I lowered my head on the pillow keeping my hand on his dick and just rested while his dick started to soften, and his breathing returned to normal.
After a couple of minutes, I moved my hand slightly over his dick just enough to keep him aware of its status. And with my left hand that was in front of me I started to gently stroke myself.
When I thought he might be ready I asked him, "How was that?" "Great. I really needed that. Thanks."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, but you can thank me by returning the favor." I said as I turned onto my back and put my hands behind my head waiting for him to do me. He started stroking me with his left hand, but it was awkward because he was right-handed. So, he seemed to get an idea, with his left arm he lifted my legs and scooted his legs under mine, arose to a sitting position and laid my legs across his thighs. He was now in a very good position to stroke me with his right hand. At the start, his technique was not very good, but he quickly improved. I felt him move a bit and then I could feel his hard dick press on the outer part of my left leg where he had put it between my leg and his stomach. Because I was already very excited when he started and then feeling his big erection rubbing against me, he didn't have to wait long before I was building toward my own explosion. "Go faster now." I said breathily......
"I'm getting close... more... more."...........
"Oh, Faster!".........................................
"I'm There!!..............Ahhhhhhhhhhhh......!
He was going so fast that he slung drops of cum all over the place, but still, most of it went on me. After the first two or three blasts, I had to put my hand on his arm to slow him down. And he might have stopped there, but he surprised me and kept on gently stroking me till I was completely finished. Then Kevin did something I REALLY didn't expect, he reached up and started rubbing my cum into my skin just as he had done to himself.
After a few moments, I could feel the cum drying on my stomach and chest. I really didn't like the feel, so I excused myself, "I need to go to the restroom." and got up. I grabbed a terrycloth wrap around thing I bought the last time I went home, put it on and grabbed a washcloth. A few minutes later I returned to the room feeling much fresher, but I had been so excited that I was still hard. Before I closed the door to the hall, I noticed that Kevin was still sitting exactly where he was in bed but had pulled his sheet over his middle.
I closed the door, pulled off my wrap and sat on my bed facing him. "Wow, that was nice." I said and heard a quiet "yeah" come from his side of the room. I just sat there letting my eyes adjust to the darker conditions and said, "It's a good thing that no one was out of their room this late, anyone would have noticed my dick tenting my wrap-around. Heck, my dick is still hard." And I reached down and gave it a pull or two." Kevin said, "Me too." and I could now see him pulling off the sheet to reveal his dick at full attention.
I took that as an invitation, so I said, "Well, like we said, friends help each other out." and I got up, walked the two steps to the side of his bed, knelt on his throw rug between his out-stretched lower legs and pulled on them indicating to him that I wanted him to scoot closer to the edge of the bed and he complied letting his feet down to the floor beside my knees. He then grabbed a pillow to put behind him and laid back to enjoy what was about to happen.
Allan's New College Roommate -- (5/7)
Deep Throat
I took hold of Kevin's dick with my right hand and my left went for his ball sack. Because he liked what I was doing, he spread his legs further apart.
Kevin's dick and balls were truly a work of art, they remain in my mind to this day as the model of sexual perfection. The length and girth in esthetically perfect proportion, the shaft almost straight with the slightest curve upward, its circumference almost oval shaped with the top a bit flat and the bottom bulging as the urethra ran the length, it was the same circumference from the base all the way up to just under the crown, which was perfectly shaped and bigger than the shaft. And because he had already cum once, it was not as rock-hard as it was before, but still fully erect.
As I knelt there playing with these perfect toys, time seemed to stand still and go a million miles a second at the same time, yet in reality, probably only a few seconds passed while I played and pondered. I found myself wanting, needing to put this beautiful shaft into my mouth. It was like I would never be complete unless I could feel that wonderful crown in my throat. These things I clearly remember thinking, even though I had never deep-throated anyone in my life. I just had to try.
I bent forward the few inches it took to get into position, opened my mouth and closed it around his large, bulbous crown. It and an inch or two filled my mouth. How could I have thought I could get this huge thing down my throat; I must have been crazy. Well I was determined to do the best I could, so I began to lick it all around and suck the crown and as much of the shaft as I could. But the more of this I did, the more Kevin moaned... and the more I wanted to take it all.
Suddenly, I was wanting it so much that I guess I just naturally discovered what to do because the next thing I knew I was further down on his dick than I had gone before and pressing onward. I could feel the pressure and friction of his dick in my mouth and throat filling me to my capacity, as I pressed down taking more and more into my throat.
I almost had it all in when fear started to overpower my lust, and I started to gag. I backed off quickly, which must have stimulated him even more because his dick went slamming up against his stomach, as I tried to get myself under control. Then Kevin said, "Allan, I'm sorry, are you okay?" "Yeah, just give me a second." because there was no way I was going to stop now. "If you'll just keep on doing what you were doing, I promise I won't buck my hips forward again."
I had been so lost in what I was doing I didn't notice him doing that. so that was a part of why I gagged, me pushing my limits and his losing control at the same time. "Well, okay, if you promise. Just lay back and let me do all the work this time, okay?" "Okay!" So, we started again.
I lowered my mouth on his dick again, but this time it was as if there was something blocking the way into my throat because I just couldn't get much more than the crown into my mouth. His dick was also dry so I thought that might be the problem, so I started licking all around his dick and up and down all sides of it and tried again to swallow it. It still felt like something was blocking the way. So, I continued to lick it all over to keep it wet while I thought... I did it before so I knew it was possible, I must be too tense, I thought, so I concentrated on relaxing my throat and mouth and tried again.
It worked, in fact it slipped into my throat so easily and quickly that I started to gag again. I backed off quickly again to regain my control; but this time didn't take his dick out of my mouth completely and with my hand still around the base I felt it contract powerfully in my hand and press against the roof of my mouth, and I knew that I would feel that power again and again when he came. Kevin seemed to notice when I gagged but when I didn't stop completely, he just settled back down to enjoy the ride.
As I continued to suck, it got easier to take him down my throat, but I soon noticed that my jaw was hurting from holding my mouth open so long. But I had to hold it open like that because his dick was barely missing my teeth as it was. I started to slow down and take breaks to lick and tease him but he was so turned on that I decided to go for broke. In spite of the pain in my jaws I started sucking vigorously and increased my pace as he responded. It was difficult, I was in pain, but I kept on going anyway.
When Kevin got close to cumming, he acted like he could barely contain himself, his hips made very short thrusting motions, very fast, like he was having a nervous fit and was about to lose control.
On the few occasions I had sucked someone off, I had always hated the taste of cum, mostly because something in it made me gag, perhaps the sour, ammonia smell that most people's cum has to some degree. But I was determined to give Kevin a good time even if I gagged my insides out.
Kevin was breathing hard and grunting to beat the band, and then he let go. Luckily, I was on a down stroke when it happened because as my nose rested in his pubic bush, he thrust mightily upward lifting his butt off the bed and carrying me with him. His thrust only got him about a quarter of an inch further in, but he also put both of his hands on the back of my head and held himself in my throat; and he froze in that position while his dick pulsed, stretching my throat with each shot of cum he injected into me. He shot about five times before relaxing and allowing his dick to pull out of my throat enough for me to breathe again. Suddenly all the tension drained out of his body and he collapsed onto the bed.
I rested my head on his hip keeping his softening dick in my mouth. The lion's share of his load was injected directly into my stomach but, to my surprise, the last weak shots of his cum tasted almost sweet in my mouth.
- END of PARTs 4 & 5, Part 6 (The Surprising Backstory) coming soon...
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