Do all you can to support nifty. This is our spot on the web. Growing up in Chicago, I was used to the hectic city life, that Boston was showing me. As a freshman at Harvard, I was still getting used to the funny accents. Also the drivers were rather aggressive, but so far these first few months had been great. Mom and dad still emailed too much, but as I was their only child, there probably was angst on their part. I loved my folks, but was quickly becoming a more confident man. At 18 I was young and old enough to know better, and computer science and programming so far had been better than anticipating. Had many friends of diverse backgrounds, and professors who wanted to teach us for the real world.
Years ago I had been that lanky pimple faced teenager. Socially awkward, and not sure of myself. My roommate Sam had helped me a lot. He was from Massachusetts, so he knew the hangout spots. In time I did discover we shared a lot in common. We both were gay men. He had a lot more experience than I had, as I was still a virgin. Yet all those years of watching gay porn, it was obvious which way I leaned. One of the guys in band and I used to jerk each other off, and I loved every experience as I felt more free. Yet so far romance was hard to come by, although I felt that Sam and I were getting closer. He was taller than I was, muscular, and looked so hot in his boxer shorts. Sadly our dorm showers had curtains for privacy, but I spent hours in there, masturbating thinking of him and i together.
He was so fucking handsome. Plus he was kind, funny, and far more intelligent than any man I'd spent time with. While it was an unusual pairing for roommates at an institution such as ours, he was majoring in philosophy. I often joked with him, "you can help with the AI of the video games I develop." My parents supported my passion, and using python and other platforms, I had won my high schools award for scientific achievement. This was a thrill. No I hadn't thrown the game winning touchdown, but for me this was a similar experience.
Often Sam and I would drink beers, along with sharing blunts in our dorm room. The RA knew and didn't care. He was the best conversationalist, and we also liked competing in Jeopardy as much as often. This Saturday night we were both drinking, smoking weed, and having a great time shooting the bull. He was describing some funny moments in western Massachusetts, and I knew one day I'd want to venture out there. As we were in chairs next to each other, he starting saying "the room felt hot." Sam took his shirt off and my eyes couldn't help but admire his six pack. Then his pants were off, and I could see his well pronounced bulge that I couldn't help it. A tractor beam had me, and with a goofy smile, he said "do you like what you see?" "Yes." Wow I finally had admitted it. How was he able to do this?
"Take off your clothes, and put your cock between your legs." I didn't hesitate. My standing naked in front of him was a trance, and I put my penis between as told to. "Looks like you have a vagina." Looking at the mirror, my crotch did look a bit like that, and before I could do anything he kissed me. Then he kissed me again, and despite the shock, my tongue joined his for my first ever. It was a surreal feeling. This felt so good, and as his underwear came off, he was so much bigger than my high school classmate. We kissed more, and in his deep sexy voice he said, "kiss my nipples and do what you want with my cock."
This was all new, yet I instinctively did what he requested. His nipples were hardening, and his hard penis in my hands was gigantic. Damn he had a bigger cock than the porn videos I had watched. Going down on my knees, I put my tongue over my teeth, and little by little gave him my first blowjob. There was a salty yet skin flavor, and as I was able to get more of him, I spit on his hardness. He was actually under my control, and I liked this feeling a lot. Being on my knees was new to me, but I was even trying out his balls with my fingers and then my mouth. It was surreal. Yet looking up at him, his smile said it all.
The beer and weed had lowered my inhibitions. Here I was sucking him. All naked and finally mine. Seeing his eyes go up and head back turned me on too. Finally he picked me up, put me on his bed, and took my cock in his lips. Oh wow my feet were curling as this was my first and best blowjob ever. I couldn't help but scream. It was as if reality had disappeared in this dream state, and I literally was in another dimension inside the clouds. That slurping sound was incredible, and I didn't resist when he opened my legs, and was fingering me. This was new and at first I was a little hesitant, but I wanted him to want me. Soon with lube on his fingers he added a second, and he looked up and said "your precum is delicious. I think you're a virgin."
How did he know? Yet I didn't do anything but acknowledge that. He brought out two pillows, putting them under my stomach area, and said "this will hurt a little at first. What I want you to do, is when I put my cock in you is to push down." Sweat poured down my forehead, as this really was happening. On his bed I was sprawled out, arms to the side, and I heard him squeeze the lube on his really big penis. He was going to be inside me, and finally approaching 19, I'd lose my virginity.
No doubt about it I was apprehensive. Looking back I saw his gorgeous brown eyes and his rugged handsomeness. All of my senses were heightened. He was intuitive, and grabbed some pills off the nightstand "to help." Taking them I was excited but scared too. As his fingers were in me I felt the pressure, along with a new sensation that left me baffled. It wasn't horrible. Different. He soon slid up in my buns, and oh wow did I like his hands on my butt cheeks. Didn't realize how sensitive they were. And then I knew it. Feeling his long penis there, he pushed inside of me. As he slid in I remembered "push down." He was making real progress, and I then felt a profound sense of pressure and movements. I was getting gently fucked, and soon he was moving in and out more. His sweat dripping on my back, I could sense his male member inside of me.
He kept sliding, and while I wasn't hard, he was. I was glad to give up myself to him. Finally it was happening. I knew that the bouncing motion had to be my prostate, as it was sending new signals to my brain stem about this activity. Sometimes I felt something quite pleasant, but also hard to explain as I gritted my teeth during these moment. It had been some time, and I was being stuffed. Soon the moans from Sam were louder and with more intensity. Was it going to happen? Boom! I felt hot lava enter me and oh yes he was ejaculating. His sperm inside me he howled out, and slowly retracted his big cock from my insides.
Kissing me I was turned on, as he sucked me, and then had his fingers all over my private parts. I felt strange being deflowered, but also strangely was turned on. He kissed me and the dial went back to pleasure. There was nothing dirty about what we had done, despite my insides reminding me that I'd be rather sore. As he kissed me, I shot a load up in the air. The organic pulse was intense, and lying down next to him, we fell asleep as my ass continued leaking his DNA. Sent from the all new AOL app for iOS