College Gay Group

By Kenneth Rodman

Published on Jun 21, 2015

Gay

COLLEGE GAY GROUP VI

"Ohhhh, yeah, I'm almost...," he moaned.

"I lifted my head off and just used the tip of my finger to tickle the same spot under his glans."

"Oh, God, oh God, I'm so close. I'm so...Arghhhhh," he yelled.

"His penis leaped off my finger and began to squirt. And boy did it squirt! I counted nine spurts rising about a foot in the air as his penis danced. It finally became quiet and he let out a long sigh."

"Pretty fair job for a rookie," he said. "Let's see what kind of a touch you have with a catheter."

"So I catheterized him. And it turned out he fibbed because I really wanted to feel the catheter in my erect penis and he did me a couple of days later. It was really hot having that thing sliding in and out, sort of like jerking off from the inside. He had a vibrating dildo and he used that on the outside while he was moving the catheter inside. I was holding out OK until he put the vibrator on the underside of my glans and that got me off in about thirty seconds. He wanted me to warn him just before I popped and when I did, he yanked the catheter out just when I ejaculated. Wow! What a sensation."

A boy in the audience wanted to know if they were still meeting. "No. I wanted to but he was concerned about the ethics of teachers having sex with students. He warned me about the other male nurse students, that a few were gay but the majority were straight. My first taste of gay sex made me beaucoup hungry for more so I was on the prowl for a romance. My gaydar wasn't well tuned then, but there was a tall lanky kid in my class, name is Phil, that made it flash. There was an after class lecture about the history of nursing and they talked about men with enlarged prostates and how the only therapy available early in the twentieth century was prostate massage. After the lecture we got to talking and I told him I was curious about that would feel. My gaydar was on target. He suggested we pick up a couple of rubber gloves and some Surgilube and give it a try. We went to his room and we were both hard before we got our socks off. He put his finger in me and massaged a bit. If the touch was light, it felt terrific. I did him and he liked that too. Then he suggested we lie in a 69 position and do each other simultaneously. That put our tools in each other's faces. I don't remember who took whose tool in their mouth first, but that too was pretty much simultaneous. After a couple of minutes my finger felt his prostate swell and harden, his rectum squeezed my finger and I felt his hot semen on my tongue. His rectum kept spasming on my finger and I had a mouthful of his seed. I swallowed the lot. Then he asked me to let him know when I was ready to ejaculate so he could watch. It didn't take more than a minute before I felt my penis get supersensitive and that lovely pressure behind my scrotum began to build and I warned him I was about to cum. He kept his finger in my butt and gave me a couple of strokes with his hand. I came hard. It was a new sensation to climax with something in me and I liked it. A lot, and he enjoyed watching me squirt too."

Dan stood and said, "I don't know whether we've discussed this or not, but swallowing semen ups the risk of acquiring HIV, so best be very sure of your partner if you do it. Now who has a story for us?"

A guy Dan knew from his architecture classes stood and introduced himself as Jack. He was small, maybe 5'6", but well built and cute. "I've always had some art talent and when I was in grade eleven my art teacher suggested to my parents that I take an art class during summer at our university art school. They agreed. It was a small class, four girls and two boys. The teacher Janston Williams,was a graduate student, tall and lean. He wasn't exactly effeminate, you know, limp wristed and all of that, but his movements were more girly than mannish. The class figured he was gay and his nickname was Jan, but behind his back we called him Jane. He had a touching habit with me. When he stood beside me he was always closer than needbe. And he usually touched me when he was talking to me. Anyway after a couple of weeks he took me aside after class and asked me to pose for him while he did some sketching. He offered ten bucks an hour which wasn't huge, but it was more per hour than my paper route and I agreed."

"So I posed for him and the first set was about an hour. The next time he wanted me to take my shirt off."

"Oh, my," he said. You are an Adonis!"

"I wrestled in high school and I was pretty fit. After a few poses he wanted me to take my pants off. Well, I hesitated. I mean I knew even then I was gay and I was guessing I'd pop a boner and embarass myself.

"I can see you're uncomfortable with that, so why don't I get naked too? Maybe that would help."

"He didn't wait for a response, he just began to shed his clothes. I figured what the hell so I followed suit, or unsuit as the case may be. His dick was hanging down about six inches. Not hard like erect, but full. By the time I got naked, I was fully boned up."

"What a lovely penis!" He said. Look how it curves up, and perfectly proportioned. And uncircumcised too."

"One look at my woody and his cock rose straight out. Had to be over eight inches long and so hard his ballsac disappeared and his nuts were pulled up tight against the sides of the root of his dick. He asked if he could retract my foreskin to see what was hiding there. I said yes and he knelt in front of me and very gently bared my cockhead."

"How pretty. And there's a drop of precum oozing out. May I lick it off?"

"I nodded and he licked, but after smacking his lips he took my whole tool in his mouth. Hell, if he'd asked I would have given him permission anyhow. The first time I jacked off and squirted was memorable, but his blowjob was way beyond that. He took me in slowly and his tongue was massaging the underside of my stiffy. As he slowly went in and out his tongue never quit. I was in heaven but it couldn't have been more than a minute until I knew I was ramping up for an orgasm.and I told him I wasn't going to last much longer. He quit sucking and just used his thumb and forefinger to gently massage my cockhead. Boy, let me tell you he teased me like that for what seemed like a long time, but I was teetering so close to cumming it could have been seconds. My sense of time was buried somewhere way out of reach. I vaguely remember mumbling something as he tickled me and then I came. I usually only squirt maybe a foot, but my first spurt was double that and hit him on the neck. What a blessed, beautiful relief!"

"Whooee! I didn't expect half that amount of spunk. I counted nine big squirts and a dribble. And you've made me a devotee of uncut cocks." He wiped his neck and chest off, wiped the head of my dick and said, "Your boner isn't going away so I guess it liked it's first blowjob. I'm aching to cum, really aching. Could you do me now? I promise to warn you before I unload so you can watch."

"I tried to do the same thing with my tongue as he did but I could only get about half of his cock in my mouth. I used my hand to stroke the part of the tool I couldn't swallow but I had to be careful not to bang into his balls and ruin his day. I was really enjoying the taste of him and it kept changing. It was only later I figured out it was due to intermittent delivery of his precum. He was talking the whole time about what he was feeling until he went quiet. Then his belly muscles began to twitch."

"Oh boy. Yesss! I'm almost ready..." he said.

TO BE CONTINUED

Next: Chapter 7


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