Eating Ass
I probably had had sex with over 100 guys, at least sexual contact if not fucking, by the time my Senior year of college was half way through. But, so far, I had resisted eating ass. It just did not appeal to me and all the gay, and straight, porn, where the dominant guy ate the sub's ass before fucking him (or her), just did not make sense to me. I am 95% of the time the top, and although I have been fucked, and have enjoyed it, I would much rather top, particularly a guy who on the outside appears totally masculine but on the inside wants to be fucked.
In case you missed earlier installments, I was almost 21, white, bi, 6', 185 lbs., 7" cut, in college in Philly, was dorm floor proctor for mostly Freshmen, male and female, and in return for free room was supposed to give help in chemistry (my major) and math, and with personal problems, or at least refer a student to the appropriate resource.
Down the hall was Archie, Archibald Whittingham Bingham-Frost, reputedly brilliant, he was admitted when he was 16, took a year off, since he was socially not ready for college, and now half way through his Freshman year, was turning 18. He did not date, the women treated him like a pet, not a sex object, the guys treated him like an innocent little brother, and tolerated him, but generally did not include him in their fun and games. He did not drink alcohol, or smoke pot, let alone do any serious drugs. He was a loner. He had told me it was ok, he was a loner in high school, always two years younger than his classmates, who were kind to him, but left him out of the high school's social life.
It was his 18th birthday. It was about 8 PM, on a Saturday night, there was a big multi-sorority bash on campus, the dorm was practically empty, we met, by chance, in the showers. Now this dorm was built when the college was all male, but to accommodate co-education doors had been put on the stalls, even the ones with urinals, and the gang shower was converted into separate stalls. I never have had a problem with being naked in front of other people, and the women who might take it the wrong way, were largely gone, so I was standing there bare-assed, with a semi, since I had been looking at porn in my dorm room.
Archie came in, took a look at me, and clearly was looking at my junk. He was wearing a towel and shower shoes and I could see the towel tenting.
"Hey, Archie," I said, "what are you up to?"
"Just studying calculus."
"On your birthday?"
"Guess so. Everybody has gone out to the sorority party, or their dates. How come you are here?"
"It has been a tough week, some exams, papers, no date, and the sorority parties are not much fun for me anymore, I don't really drink much, one beer is good, and they are full of drunks, male and female. Want to hang with me for a while, I have not really gotten to know you very well."
"As long as it is not a sympathy hang out," he said.
"No way, let us get our showers, and then follow me."
So, we showered, and, went to my room, wearing towels and shower shoes. I took my towel off, my semi was even bigger than in the bathroom. "Take you towel off, and have a seat." I pointed to the extra bed which I used as a couch. "Your towel is too wet to put on the couch."
Archie got really embarrassed. I said, "It is ok, you have a hardon, I have seen a lot of them before."
He took the towel off and sat, and put his hands over his cock. It did not really hide much, and mine got fully hard just looking at him. He was about 5'4", blonde, green eyes, slim build but muscles were obvious, and a cock the size of mine, so, in comparison to his body, it really looked big. He was pretty much hairless, some on his pubes, none on his balls or cock, or chest, not even a treasure trail, none on his back or ass.
"Do you shave your body?" I asked. He looked at me quizzically.
"No, this is the way I am," he replied.
"You get turned on by cock? I do," I said. "I am bi, I am sure the word has gotten around the floor. You are a hot kid."
"Do you really think so?"
"Absolutely. Have you ever fooled around with guys?"
"Not really."
"Have you wanted to?"
"Yes."
I moved over next to him on the couch and put my arm around his shoulders. He tensed up, and then, relaxed into me. "Jeeze, that feels good," he said. No one has hugged me since I left home for college, and that was just my Mom. I know a lot about gay sex from the internet, but I have not done much."
"Ok, let us see where we go from here." I put out my "Do Not Disturb" sign, and locked the door. I kissed him gently. He did not respond much. "Ok, do to me what I do to you." And I taught him how to kiss the way I like it. Easy, slow, open mouths, a little tongue, more tongue, suck on lower lip, trade, repeat, keeping it slow. I put his hand on my cock, occupying him with kissing, and he jacked it gently. I took ahold of his, now very hard cock, and jacked it gently, still kissing. He was cut, and the head was soaked with precum.
I took a break. "Let's try 69. Do what I do. You on the bottom, me on top to start, and then we can switch." We moved some pillows around and he laid down. "Again, do to me what I do to you." All that time viewing gay porn taught him a lot. "You are a natural cock sucker," I told him, "keep doing what you are doing. I will follow your lead!"
He was good, he licked the upper and lower surfaces of my cock, he sucked on the head alone, he took almost the whole thing in, it bumped against the back of his throat, he tried getting the head to push against one of his cheeks, that was not as successful, he licked my balls, he took one in his mouth but could not get both in at the same time, he licked behind my balls, and started in on my taint. I lowered my ass so he could get to it. Meanwhile I was matching his moves, and he pulled his legs up so I could put my mouth on his taint.
Then his tongue was on my hole, swirling around it. "Shit," I thought, "I have never gone there with anyone, male or female, but it feels so good, well, here goes." And I had this uncontrollable urge to put my tongue there. And I moved my tongue down to his hole. The only taste, if any, was soap from the shower soap dispenser. He was now working my hole and I was moaning. I had been rimmed before, and I knew it was an exquisite pleasure for me, the moaning was involuntary on my part. And his reaction, to me rimming him, was to shiver or quiver, I am not sure how to describe it. He probed my hole with his tongue, I had never felt anything like it, especially looking at his smooth white ass cheeks with my chin on his balls and my nose on his taint. And then, suddenly, he came, no hands, his cock against my chest, cumming again and again. "Put a finger in me," I commanded, "now," and I came all over his chest. It was so hot.
We cleaned up. I confessed that I had never rimmed anyone before. Archie said, "They always do it in the porn videos, I thought everyone did it all the time."
"Nope, not in real life, it is like the cocks you see in porn, they are all well above average."
"But you are really good at it."
"So are you, I have had I done to me by people with years of experience, and you do it better. You want a beer? It is your birthday after all."
"Well, I am underage, you know."
"Are you going anywhere after this, other than your room? Are you going to be driving?"
"No, and no, I don't have a car."
"Ok, then, just one beer, and we will see what else we can do."
"Will we fuck?"
"Not tonight, one thing at a time, let us explore each other, take it slow, and save the fucking for another day."
And so, we did. We admired each other's bodies, cocks, nips, explored what made each other feel good, I introduced him to his nips which turned out to be wired to his cock, we made each other cum twice more, by which time it was midnight and time for me to sleep. We kissed goodnight, thanked each other for a great time. "See you tomorrow," I said, "Goodnight and Happy Birthday!"
"Best birthday ever," he said, and went back to his room, and I to my bed.