College Memories

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College Memories Chapter One – Losing My Virginity

I looked out my window and admired the eye candy parading past my half-hidden lair, since my apartment is below ground level with my window partially hidden by the stairs that lead to the upper floors. I love watching the jocks from the apartment above me, walk by my window, as they run to the laundry room at the rear of our apartment building. They usually wear only their gym shorts, showing off their magnificently sculpted bodies!

I have never met them personally; however, the girls next door are a wealth of information. My mind went back to that day when Holly and I were chatting in her apartment, when the guys from upstairs walked by:

Holly and I became instant friends when we first met. She invited me over to have cookies and milk, and play board games with her. Her roommates don't like to play board games; so one afternoon we were playing Monopoly, when I looked out the window to stare at the four best looking guys in our apartment building. Holly followed my gaze, and said, "I wish I could get one of them to take me out."

I looked back at her. "Do you them?"

Holly said, "Janet does. Kirk dated her for a few months. He spent a lot of time here."

"So, tell which one is your favorite," I said.

She got a dreamy look on her face. "I'd love to have any one of them for a boyfriend."

I said, "Okay, that's not getting us anywhere. Do you have a piece of paper and a pencil?"

She looked me with raised eyebrows. "Why?"

"I think you should write down what you like about each one. Then, concentrate on just one."

She looked at me with new respect. "You're not half bad, for a nerd. That sounds like a great idea."

She got up and went into her bedroom, returning with the requested paper and pencil. She handed it to me, and I divided the paper into four columns. I said, "Okay, what are their names?"

As she listed their names, I wrote them down at the top of one of the columns:

"James Jones, John Betcher, Kirk Garner, and Kevin Davis," she said.

"Okay, tell me what you know about them, then we'll list what you like about each one," I said.

Holly started with James. When we were finished, I had written down the following:

1. James Jones – 20 years old, wrestler, 5'8", 160 lbs., dark brown hair and eyes, a farm boy from Central Utah, wants to run a dairy farm after college – funny, likes to goof around, and tells lots of jokes, plays the guitar and banjo.

2. John Betcher – 19 years old, wrestler, 5'10", 170 lbs., dark brown hair, hazel eyes, a Navy brat from Norfolk, Virginia, wants to go into marketing, plans to get an MBA – serious, reserved, super shy, bookish, likes reading books, plays the piano.

3. Kirk Garner – 23 years old, basketball player, 6'3", 195 lbs., jet black hair, deep blue eyes, a farm boy from Southern Idaho, wants to own his own business, majoring in business management, he works as a bartender – has reputation of being player. Has a girlfriend.

4. Kevin Davis – 20 years old, basketball player, 6'5", 240 lbs., blond hair, dark brown eyebrows, brown eyes, and a generous smile, a surfer boy from Southern California, want to be a professional surfer. He's studying pre-med., parents want him to be a doctor – very laid back, wicked sense of humor. Has a girlfriend.

Holly finished by saying, "I like John the best. He always speaks to me, while the others pretend I'm not there."

"So, I guess you know who to concentrate on," I said.

Holly smiled, and said, "Well, I guess you're right."

I looked my cell phone, and said, "I'm sorry. I can't finish the game. I have to be at work in 30 minutes."

Holly said, "That's okay. Thanks for helping me figure out who is the better guy."

I smiled, and said, "Sure. See you later."

I left her apartment. I walked the short distance to my studio and opened the door. I had just closed the door, when I saw the objects of my fantasies walk in front of my window. I couldn't help staring at them and drooling. It didn't matter to me whether or not they had girlfriends, because they were great jerk off material. Never, in my wildest dreams, did I ever think they would even notice me, a scrawny blond-haired nerdy kid, wearing glasses, and extremely shy. No, I don't carry around a calculator, or anything like that; but, I look like I should!

I continued to stare out the window at them, when Jason looked in my window. I smiled, and waved to him. He grinned, and jabbed Kirk in the ribs, pointing at me. Kirk looked at me, and said something that made them laugh. They turned away from me, and climbed into Kirk's car.

I turned away from the window, and hurriedly changed into my uniform. I grabbed my Hardee's uniform, putting it into my back pack. I grabbed my ten-speed bike, and pushed it out the door. I don't have a car, so I rode my bike everywhere. I put on my helmet and back pack. I lifted my bike up the stairs, climbed on it and took off. I barely made it to work on time! I work at a grocery store, stocking shelves. When I finish my shift at the store, I ride my bike up the hill to the Hardee's to work the graveyard shift.

I'm a local, lived here all my life. My parents live a few blocks away, since my Dad is a math professor at the college. When I graduated from high school, I told my parents I needed to have my own space; so, I found this studio apartment, just off campus. It has a hide-a-bed in the couch, which has broken springs; so, I usually sleep on the couch. The room is 10' X 14' with a huge closet. It serves as a sitting room, bedroom, dressing room, front room, etc. The bathroom is small, and I have to squeeze by the full-size fridge that sits in the short hallway to get into the bathroom. The shag carpets are burnt orange and red. The owners must have salvaged some old carpet from somewhere to save money.

I would be a sophomore, if I hadn't dropped out of college to earn enough money to go back. My parents couldn't afford to pay my tuition, with 10 children still at home. Yes, I said, 10. I'm the oldest. There would've been 12 of us; but, the brother just younger than me died as an infant. I don't make a lot of money, but I manage to save a little every month, after paying all my expenses. I would love to move somewhere else; but, I can't afford to pay out of state tuition in another state, so, I'm stuck. Fortunately, I get a break on the tuition, because my Dad works for the college.

Living in a college town in Utah, isn't the greatest idea for someone like me. The dominate religion makes it nearly impossible to find anyone else who was gay. Most gays, including me, don't come out of the closet, because we know we'll be completely ostracized. Being gay is like having leprosy around here. I know of only one other person from my high school who is gay, and he's so weird, I wouldn't be seen with him!

A few days later, I had a day off from both of my jobs, and I was stretched out on my couch, looking out my window. I was hoping to catch sight of the guys, it didn't matter which one! When I saw James' truck pull into the parking lot, I immediately stood up to get a better look at him. I watched James get out of his truck and walk by my window toward the stairs, wearing his wrestling uniform. I couldn't pull my gaze away from his semi-hard cock that was clearly outlined under the fabric. I was surprised when he started down the stairs, instead of climbing them to his apartment. I raised my eyes from his crotch and met his gaze. He grinned, and knocked on my door.

I opened it, hoping he wasn't going to beat the crap out of me for staring at his dick. He stood there in all his masculine glory, grinning at me.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" James asked, laughing at me.

I managed to stop drooling, and responded to him. "Uh...Sure, come inside." I caught a whiff of sweat mixed with his aftershave, as he pushed past me and sprawled on my couch. Since there wasn't any other furniture to sit on, I took a seat on the floor.

He said, "I'm James Jones. I live in the apartment right above yours."

"I know..." I blurted out. Seeing his look of surprise, I said, "The girls next door told me about you guys."

He grinned, his chocolate brown eyes holding my gaze. "I'm sure they've had a lot to say about us. My roommate dated one of them for a while." He paused, and said, "What's your name?"

"Carl Peterson," I responded.

"Nice to meet you, Carl," James said, adjusting his cock, which was now at full mast.

My eyes were automatically drawn to his crotch, like a moth to a flame! He said, "You seem to like looking at my dick." I looked up into his eyes, and froze. The look in his eyes scared me. When I didn't answer, he said, "Pull the curtains, and I'll show it to you."

I jumped up and pulled the curtains, heart racing. I couldn't believe this was happening! I hit the light switch, and the lamp next to the couch sprang to life. I returned to my seat on the floor, completely mesmerized, as James pulled off his shoes, then stripped off his clothes. He returned to the couch, with his legs spread wide, and his cock standing erect.

His gaze met mine, and he said, "I want you to suck my dick, bitch." His tone of voice made it clear that he expected me to obey him.

I stuttered, "I, I, I...haven't sucked a guy's dick before."

He grinned, broadly, stroking his cock. "Then, this will be your first time. Let me guess...you're a virgin. You've never had sex with anyone, right?" I nodded my head, but didn't speak. My eyes were still glued to his magnificent male member. "Well, get over here, and start sucking it!"

I obeyed his command and moved between his legs, taking his man meat in my hand. I lowered my face to his crotch, tentatively licking the tip of his cock.

James said, "Open your mouth, wide."

I did as I was told. He put his hands on my head, to keep me from moving away from him, as he thrust his cock into my mouth. I started to gag, but he pushed his dick past my tonsils and down my throat. He kept going until my nose was in his curly brown pubic hair. I started to panic when I found I couldn't breathe. I put my hands on his huge thighs and tried to get up, but he held me in place.

"Carl, you're going to learn to take my cock; so, you might as well relax. You will need to breathe through you nose, as I pull out," he said. I went limp, and he said, "Good girl. I knew you would see reason."

Hearing him call me a girl, caused my dick to come to full mast. He loosened his grip on my head, allowing me to pull off of his dick. I looked up and met his gaze.

He said, "I want you to get naked."

"Okay," I said. I stood up, and stripped off my clothes.

He said, "Good. Now, back to sucking my dick."

I returned to my former position between his hairy legs, and took his gorgeous cock in my mouth. He put his hands on my head, to keep me from coming off of his dick. He proceeded to face fuck me, until his dick started to swell even bigger than it already was, and his balls pulled up next to his body. "I'm cumming!"

That was all the warning I had, before his cum hit the back of my throat. After several volleys, he pulled part way out of my mouth, so I could taste his cum. I sucked every last drop from his dick, sticking my tongue into his piss slit to get it.

James grinned, and said, "That was fantastic! None of my girlfriends have ever given me a blow job like that!"

I said, "I liked the taste of your cum."

He looked into my eyes, and said, "I bet you've dreamed of sucking my dick. You've probably jacked off every night fantasizing about me, haven't you?"

I blushed, and nodded my head, my eyes never leaving his. "Tell you what. I think me and my roommates can help you out. You won't have to fantasize about us, anymore. You can be our cock whore. What do you think about that?"

I smiled, and asked, "Are you sure the other guys will let me give them a blow job?"

James laughed. "I'm absolutely sure! We all like having someone suck our dicks. Get dressed and let's go upstairs. I want you meet the rest of the guys."

We quickly dressed, and I followed James upstairs to his apartment. He opened the door, and indicated that I should precede him inside. I walked in and found his roommates sprawled on the two couches and the loveseat. As usual, they wore only their gym shorts. Seeing them, my dick came to full mast, immediately!

John looked up from the book he was reading, and said, "James, I thought you would've beat me home."

James said, "I did, and I made a new friend. Guys, this is Carl Peterson, from downstairs." He pointed to each of the guys. "This is John, he's on the wrestling team with me. This is Kevin and Kirk. They're on the basketball team."

John said, "Sooo...you're the guy who keeps checking us out from your window."

I nodded my head nervously. "That would be me."

Kevin laughed, "I bet you thought we hadn't noticed you staring at us from your basement window." I nodded my head, but couldn't bring myself to speak, as I realized they had known all along that I was lusting after them. Kevin looked at James. "So, how did you meet our...neighbor?"

James said, "I caught him looking me over, and decided to call him out." He gave my ass a squeeze. "We spent some time getting to know each other." He grinned and rubbed his cock through the fabric of his uniform, causing it to harden.

John's eyes widened. "You didn't fuck him, did you?"

James grinned. "There's a thought."

Kevin stared in disbelief. "You didn't?"

"No, but he did give me a blow job, and offered to do the same for you guys," James said.

Kirk smiled, broadly. "Well, that's an offer I can't refuse." He stood up and dropped his shorts and underwear, revealing his enormous cock. I raised my eyes from his crotch, and met his gaze. He asked, "What's the matter? Haven't you seen a stud horse's cock before?"

I shook my head. "You're huge!"

Kevin laughed. "You haven't seen nothing yet!" He stood up and dropped his shorts, exposing his cock. He walked over and put his cock next to Kirk's. "See, I've got the biggest cock here."

James said, "Okay, you guys. Let's put this bitch to work. He promised to suck our dicks!"

John said, "I get to go first." He had dropped his shorts and underwear, and was stroking his man meat.

Kevin and Kirk both looked at me, then at John. "Okay, but I think we should fuck both his cunts, at the same time."

James said, "I thought you guys didn't want to fuck his ass. Weren't you just making a big deal about it?"

Kevin grinned, and said, "I changed my mind."

Kirk nodded his head in agreement. "I want more than a blow job."

I looked at James, who said, "Strip, bitch! Don't keep us waiting!"

I was scared as hell. Despite the excitement I felt that my dreams were coming true, I was still a little nervous about being fucked. John walked over to me, his cock at full attention, while James positioned himself behind me. He pushed down on my upper back, until I was bent double.

"Hold onto John, while you suck his dick," James said.

I opened my mouth, and John slide his cock all the way down my throat. I put my hands on his hips to steady myself, as he began to fuck my face. Meanwhile, Kirk had left the room. He returned with a bottle of lube, and handed it to James.

"You'll need this. I got it when I was fucking Sarah. She had a really hard time with my big cock, and the lube made her more comfortable."

James lubed up his cock and applied some to my quivering hole. A moment later, I felt his cock head push into me, causing my ass ring to sting like hell. It hurt like nobody's business. I couldn't scream, because John's dick was deep in my throat. James kept pushing in, until I felt his balls hit my ass.

James said, "Man! That feels great!" He held onto my hips, as he began sliding in and out of me. Gradually, the pain lessened, until it completely disappeared. James pushed my legs further apart, as he continued his assault on my ass. My dick began to leak pre-cum, as James hit my button. He knew how to fuck me, and it wasn't long before I came! A few seconds later, James filled me with his cum, and collapsed on my back.

He whispered in my ear, "You're my bitch, now. I think I'll call you Carla from now on."

I couldn't respond, because John's dick began shooting his cum down my throat. I swallowed as much as I could, but I still ended up with cum dripping out of my nose! John pulled out his cock out of my mouth, and collapsed on the couch.

"Wow! You're a great cocksucker, Carl," he said.

James corrected him, "Her name is Carla."

John smiled. "I think that's a perfect name for our new bitch."

James' dick fell out of my ass, and he moved away from me. "You're turn, guys."

Kirk moved in front of me, shoving his cock into my mouth, while Kevin shoved his cock up my ass. Kevin smiled at James. "She's got a real tight cunt."

James nodded his head. "She's a good fuck. You'll see."

The two men continued to fuck me, until I came again, as they filled both of my cunts with their cum. Kevin pulled out of me, and said, "I think our bitch needs a shower."

James said, "Yes, she does. She needs to shave off all of her body hair, too. I don't like fucking hairy women. I'll get the shaving cream and the razor, so we can help her get cleaned up."

Kevin led me to their bathroom, where James met us with the shaving cream and the razor. Kirk handed James his shaving gear, and said, "Here's my razor. It's going to take a couple of you to get her cleaned up."

Between the two men, they shaved off all of my body hair. When they were finished, James turned on the shower, adjusted the temperature, and pulled me under the water with him. He ran his hands over my freshly shaven skin, and kissed me.

"I love how soft your skin is," he said, between kisses. His cock was at full mast. He met my gaze, and said, "Let's finish getting you ready."

We got out of the shower, and we dried each other off. James led me to his bedroom, and pushed me down on his bed. He called out, "Hey, will someone go out to my truck and get the duct tape out of the glove compartment!"

Kirk looked into the room, and said, "Sure, I'll be right back."

He returned a few minutes later, with the duct tape. It was the usual silvery color. He handed it to James. He pulled a short piece of it from the roll, and handed one end to me. "Hold this."

I held the end of the tape, while he grabbed his pocket knife off of his dresser. He held the roll of tape in one hand, while I held the other end of the piece of tape. He cut a small slit in the middle of the tape, then cut the strip from the roll. He took the tape from my hand, and said, "Lie down flat on the bed."

He proceeded to line up the slit in the tape with my piss slit, and stuck the tape to the top of my flaccid dick. He then pushed the tip of my dick straight down, and it collapsed into itself, until it was even with the rest of my skin. He smoothed out the tape down around it; holding it in place. Next, he cut another strip of tape. He pushed my balls back up into their channels, along with as much of my ball sack as he could. He taped over them, smoothing out the tape. He ran his hands over my smooth groin, and smiled with satisfaction. All hint of being a man was gone!

"I think you're ready, now that we don't have your cock and balls in the way," he said. He spread my legs and put a pillow under my ass to give him better access to my cunt. He rammed his dick up my ass, causing me to gasp.

He laughed. "Now, you're going to find out what it's like to be fucked by a real man."

As he pistoned in and out of me, he kissed me all over, causing me to moan with pleasure. He kissed my lips, pushing his tongue into my mouth. My body responded to his, in ways I never thought possible.

"You've got the best pussy in town," he said, grinning at me. After a few more strokes, he stiffened and painted my insides with his cum.

I was surprised when I heard Kevin say, "I get to go next."

I had been so caught up in the ecstasy of being fucked, that I hadn't noticed when the other guys had entered the room.

James said, "Have at her." He stood up and walked into the bathroom. I heard the shower, as Kevin's massive cock invaded my hole!

I gasped as he penetrated my inner ring. Kevin said, "You'll get used to being fucked. Just relax and enjoy the ride."

He captured my lips, shoving his tongue into my mouth. Kevin's love makings was rough and raw!

Kirk switched places with Kevin, followed by John.

A little over an hour later, I lay exhausted on James' bed. John lay beside me, caressing my chest, his slowly deflating cock pushing against my leg.

"You're the best fuck I've ever had. My girlfriend doesn't put out like you just did. She insists that she's saving herself for her wedding day."

I said, "Her loss is my gain."

John smiled. "That's for sure."

James walked into the room, and said, "We need to take you shopping, Carla. You need some new clothes."

I said, "Okay, but I don't have any money to buy clothes."

James said, "I think we can take care of that."

John sat up and turned to help me up. "Where do you work?"

"I work at the Hardee's next to campus, and at the grocery store on the corner," I said.

"What are your hours?" James asked.

"I work from 1 to 9:30 at the grocery store, and from 10 PM to 7 AM at Hardee's," I replied.

"Why aren't you at work now?" John asked.

"Today is my day off. I've got two days off – Wednesdays and Sundays," I said.

James grinned, and said, "Well, that means you get gang fucked on Wednesdays and Sundays."

My ass twitched at the mention of being gang fucked. I smiled at him. "I'd like that."

James laughed. "I thought you might. You need to get showered again, so you're fit to go out in public."

He took my hand and led me to the bathroom. We quickly showered. The rest of the guys took showers, as well.

I picked up my clothes from off of the front room floor. I went to put them on, when Kirk said, "Oh, no you don't." He pulled my clothes out of my hands. He said, "Come with me."

I followed him into the room he shared with Kevin. He went over to his dresser and opened the top drawer. He pulled out pair of white lacy silk panties. He tossed them to me. "You get to wear these."

Kevin said, "I think Joni left some of her clothes her the other night." He walked over to a pile of clothes on the floor next to his bed. He sorted through them and pulled out a pair of bright yellow lycra running shorts and a woman's sports top. He tossed them at me.

"Try those on." He grinned, as I pulled short up over the panties. "They're a perfect fit." He walked over and squeezed my ass, as I pulled the sport top over my head. He turned me around, and pulled me into his arms. He kissed me, as his hands roamed by body.

Kirk said, "Hey, stud, we need to go. You keep that up, and we'll never leave."

Kevin laughed. "I can't wait to come home and fuck you."

Kirk took me by the hand, and said, "I'll drive, since I have the biggest car, not to mention that it's the only one that will seat five."

We walked out of the apartment and climbed into his car. I was sandwiched between James and John in the back seat. Kirk drove us to the mall. He parked his car, and we followed him into one of the anchor stores.

We found the girls section. They guys started looking through the racks of clothing, pulling off things they liked. I was sent to the fitting rooms with an arm load of clothes to try on.

The lady looked at the stack of clothes, and said, "Miss, you can't take all of those into the fitting room. I'll hold some of them here for you."

I spent the next 30 minutes trying on outfits. I came out of the fitting room to model for the guys, then returned to try on the next one. In the end, we left the store with enough new outfits to keep me going for a week, before doing laundry.

James had paid for them with his credit card. I asked, "How can I repay you?"

James put his arm around my waist. He grinned, and asked, "What do you think?"

I blushed, and said, "Sleep with you."

James laughed. "She can be taught! Yes, I expect you to be my new girlfriend. That means you share my bed every night. The rest of the guys get to fuck you whenever they want, but you share my bed at night."

I leaned over and kissed him. "Thanks, James."

James said, "I just want you to remember who is the one and only man for you."

Kirk said, "Now, wait a minute. I think the rest of us get our fair share of sex with our bitch."

James grinned. "Yes, that's true; but I think she owes me for the new clothes, so she's spending the next month sleeping with me."

Kevin said, "Kirk, he's got a point."

Kirk said, "Okay, but after that, she's going to rotate between all of us. We all get to have her sleep with us."

James said, "If you guys want to split the cost of her clothes, we can start the rotation tonight."

John asked, "How much?"

James named the amount. "Okay, I'll give you the cash when we get back to our apartment."

Kirk and Kevin looked at each other, and said, "Okay, we're in."

James said, "Another rule is that we all get to fuck her every day, as many times as we want. Agreed?"

The guys chorused, "Agreed!"

So, that is how I ended up getting gang fucked every day and sleeping with a different guy each night! I was a very happy bitch!