I was almost 19 at the time of this story and getting ready to attend college in the fall. We had just moved to a college town in the summer after my high-school graduation. Our new house was not yet ready, so my family was forced to live in an apartment for a few months. Housing was scarce but as school was out for the summer, the local college was only too willing to rent us space in one of its empty apartments. I had even thought about enrolling in this particular college. There were still a few guys who stayed on campus during the summer. I was a show off when it came to my boy-man body and used to love to go out to the pool in my levi cut-offs. I had a nice chest and firm abs for my age, but what I liked most was to show off the thick crop of hair that ran from my navel on down into my shorts. So most times I proudly displayed this by leaving the top couple buttons open on my cut-offs.
One day while at the pool sunning myself without a shirt and exposing some of my pubic area, a guy came to where I am lying on the cement and he squat down by me to talk. He was a real stud. "Hi, I'm Petre an exchange student from Firenze, Italia. Excuse please my English not so good." I introduced myself as Bob and said, "no problem what's on your mind?" He said that he wanted to practice his English. So we proceeded to chat about nothing in particular. As he was talking to me squat forward like that, his cock peeked out the leg of his nylon jogging shorts. I mentioned this to him, "Dude I can see your cock", and he said "I not mind, do you? I'm sure you see a guy's cock before and I bet you have one just asa big asa mine!" I noticed that as he rubbed it a little the head of his cock began to swell slightly. It was still covered with his foreskin.
I'm cut and have a thing for uncut guys so seeing his growing cock caused mine to rise in my cut-offs, as well. Before long, the swollen head of my cock had begun to peer out from the top of my waistband. We talked for 20 minutes or so. All this time, his cock was just hanging against his thigh and I could even see the veins of his shaft under the thin material of his running shorts. By this time, my prick had oozed a small pool of pre-cum on my stomach which had run down and filled my navel. Petre noticed it to and said, "we should do something about problem!" and invited me to his room. He said that he wanted to show me his "new stereo set-up". I can remember walking across the pool area with my towel strategically tied around my waist to conceal my hardon, which was now standing above the waistband of my cutoffs. As we stepped through the door of his dorm room, he immediately slid his jogging shorts off and turned to me and asked if I wanted to shower the chlorine off. Since I did not use the pool, I did not say anything. I was transfixed. I was staring at an awesome Italian hunk with a perfect V-shaped body, deep Mediterranean tan, just the right amount of body hair and the most incredible cock I had ever seen. He smiled and simply walked to the bathroom and turned the shower on and said, "Come get in before the water gets cold!" I took of my clothes and joined him. I stood under that warm water for what seemed like hours while he soaped and caressed my body. But he did not once, touch my fully-hard cock. We got out and dried each other off and he led me to the bedroom and laid me on his bed and proceeded to kiss every inch of my body, again, everywhere; except my cock! He then straddled me and gently ran his cock over my chest, my face, my legs, my stomach, even my toes. He then asked if I would like to see him cum. I almost whispered,
"Yes!"
He stood at the side of the bed and put on a real show for me. He was feeling his cock and hard tits and running his open hand over the ripples of his stomach. He then asked me to touch him. I leaned forward; reached around his thighs and placed my hand just under his butt. He moved closer to me so my tongue could lick his cock head. It went under his foreskin and around his cock head. I squeezed the backs of his thighs. He threw his head back and began breathing very deeply and quickly. His cock became hard as a rock and he began shooting a load of cum. He literally covered me with his man-juice and as his orgasm subsided, he dropped to his knees and took my cream-covered cock into his mouth. I had never felt a guy's mouth on my prick. He swallowed my cock to the base and held it there while he wiped globs of his cum off my stomach and chest and massaged it into his own chest. My balls tightened and I began to pump my own load down his throat. We collapsed on his bed. Sometime later I got up to head home. I asked when we might see each other again. He said sorry, but he was returning to Florence at the end of the week. I told him that I had to see him again. I pleaded with him. He took me in his arms and kissed me deeply and I will always remember how that kiss felt and tasted. Oh yeah, we did manage to get together two more times before he flew back home. Everyone's first time should be as memorable and wonderful as mine was. I made a decision then to study Italian and hopefully go to Florence one day to perfect my language and other skills as well.
This was my first experience with a foreigner. I'm a quick study though and here's another foreign adventure.
This happened a few years later. I was on my way to a work meeting related to a Government course that I was taking. I was taking the 50-mile drive from Newark Delaware to Dover, when I spotted a hitch-hiker off the ramp leading to I-95. It was the one just by the university campus outside of Newark. I normally didn't stop for hitchhikers but this one looked interesting.
He looked to be in his mid 20s, shoulder length dirty blond hair with just about a week's growth of beard on his face. He stood posed, the thumb of his right arm extended. He was holding the strap of a backpack at his shoulder and wearing a worn jean jacket over a tight black athletic shirt. His faded blue jeans had a rip on the left side just mid-thigh that accentuated what was his most prominent feature. "That guy's got to have a nice big cock", I thought out loud. He wore construction boots that looked as though they had been well traveled.
I quickly pulled over to the side of the road just passed him. I'm going to be late for my meeting ...I hope", I thought to myself as I pulled over to the shoulder and stopped.
I watched him in the rear view mirror as this blond stud ran towards the car. He stuck his head in the car window and in a very thick Russian accent asked. "Hello, to where going?".
His crotch was at eye level when he asked and I felt lightheaded as I replied, "South, to Dover." The blond opened the door and replied, "I go Rehobeth." That was another 25 miles further. I was going to say sorry but before I had a chance to say another word, the blond was sitting in the seat next to me.
As he leaned forward to arrange his pack on the floor between his legs, I admired his broad shoulders and strong arms and noticed that as he bent forward the back of his pants gaped open revealing a smooth hairless ass. I pulled onto the highway thinking about what my next move would be.
"What's your name? I think I've seen you a few times at the bookstore." I asked. I thought conversation was the best first move.
"I don't speak English good".
I pointed to myself and said, "Bob".
The blond pointed to his chest and responded with, "Ivan". Well so much for conversation! I looked over at this blond stud sitting next to me and then glanced down at the tear in this guy's jeans. It was in just the right place to reveal the head of what must be an enormous cock, which seemed to be getting stiffer by the minute. I looked up and saw a smile on Ivan's face and realized that this hot Russian boy had been watching me as I checked out his crotch.
"Like me?" Ivan asked.
I was speechless. I couldn't believe that this was really happening. My own dick was already getting rock hard and straining in my briefs to be free. The precum was leaking through my underwear and causing an obvious wet spot on my tan pants. I finally responded with a choked, "Yeah".
Ivan needed no further prompting. He reached down and lifted the backpack from where it had been resting and with one movement thrust it over his shoulder and onto the back seat. Without hesitation Ivan pulled the buttons apart on his fly. He lifted his trim butt off the seat and pushed his jeans down to his ankles. I watched him intently without paying attention to the road and almost drove into the oncoming traffic. Ivan shouted something, causing me to slow down and get back into my lane. With my left hand on the steering wheel, I reached across the seat and placed my right hand on Ivan's naked thigh. I held my eyes on the road now while I explored the hard flesh under my right hand.
I moved my hand slowly up the inside of Ivan's leg and found two heavy balls, shaved clean and covered up by a thin leather thong. Ivan let out a short moan as I massaged and pulled on his swollen nuts, out and stretching them down to his asshole.
Ivan reached over and began to undo my pants with his left hand and jerked his dick with his right. I released his balls and grabbed the base of his cock head.
"Wow, this thing's fat. Must be four inches across." I worked my way down the length of Ivan's dick inch by inch until I reached the end of his tool. "I want this cock up my hot asshole!" I shouted, even though I knew he didn't understand me.
Ivan now had my cock and balls in one hand while I continued to stroke his hot piece of meat. I had always been proud of my seven inches but compared to the stump that I held in my hand, I felt grossly inferior.
Approaching Smyrna, the sign on the side of the road said 'REST AREA-----1 MILE'. That's when I got the idea.
I released my grip from around Ivan's cock and removed his hand from my own stiff dick. Ivan spontaneously pulled up his jeans and stuffed his cock down the left leg of his pants.
I turned off at the exit to the rest area and hoped that I could communicate to Ivan what I had in mind. "Great, no cars" I thought to myself as we entered the rest area. I finished putting my cock back in my pants, opened the door of the car and nodded to Ivan. Ivan got the message and got out of the car and followed me into the restroom.
I had been in this john a hundred times before. There were three stalls like closets at the back of this dimly lit smelly room. Along side of these were three urinals and a partition making it impossible to see into the room from the door. This was the first time that I was glad the walls separating the stalls were built floor to ceiling. They were made of plywood covered with white paint that in turn was covered with various sex ads for various scenes.
I walked past the urinals and into the middle stall, motioned for Ivan to go into the next one and closed the door. Ivan entered the last stall next to mine. Without missing a beat, I pulled my pants down to my ankles and sat down on the john.
There was a large roughly-hewn hole in the wall between our two stalls. "It was just the right height for some fun." "Oh, hole of glory," I heard him say as he pulled his jeans down and moved his monster dick toward the hole. I gasped as I peered at it as it waving in front of the hole to which my eye was clued. I grabbed the bottom of the hole partly to let Ivan know I was ready and partly to steady myself. Ivan just stood there slowly stroking the length of his cock and pulling his balls down hard against his thigh with his other hand. As I watched, my own cock began to pulsate and throb. I knew that if I even touched my engorged cock, I'd shoot my load.
He sat down on his john and removed his pants, boots, socks and finally his leather jock. Then he took off his jacket and t-shirt and also dropped them. Ivan stood there in front of the glory hole buck naked at the mercy of my pleasure.
Ivan turned around, showing me his fine hairless ass for the first time. I reached forward through the hole to touch it. I probed the crack in Ivan's ass and found his rosebud with my thumb.
As I applied more and more pressure to Ivan's pucker, he backed closer to the glory hole until his "hole of glory" was framed by the one in the wall between us.
I moved off the john, knelt and thrust as much of my face as I could against Ivan's ass. I began to suck and tongue this smooth tight hole until my tongue was easily slipping in and out of Ivan's chute.
Without warning Ivan pulled himself off of my tongue, turned around, and rammed his rock hard cock deep into my waiting throat. I gagged and wanted to pull away from his monster but knew that if I just waited, the reflex would pass. I realized that I was about to be face fucked like never before.
Slowly Ivan began to pump into my open throat. My hand was pumping my cock until I felt the pressure continue to rise in my groin. I wanted to cum badly but even more than that, I wanted to be fucked by this best of all cocks. So I took my mouth off Ivan's dripping tool and stood up.
Ivan backed away to see why I stopped my oral pleasures on his dick.
He put his eye to the hole. My hard cock was in my hand getting larger and before he knew it, it was sliding through the hole into his stall. I almost poked out his eye. He turned around and pushed his ass against the glory hole. Without hesitation, I began to suck and tongue his horny butt hole. It wasn't very long before his hole was loose, wide open and ready.
When i was sure that he was ready, I stood up and pressed my tool against my butt. Even wide open, his asshole was a tight fit for my cock. Ivan braced his hands against the opposite wall, pushing his butt closer to the glory hole and onto my cock. Steadily the speed of my cock fucking action increased. Slowly it began to make its way further into his quivering hole.
First I felt his sphincter close around the head and then felt my dick slide deeply into him until he felt my pubic hair brush against his butt cheeks. I'd done it! He'd taken every inch of my cock! I began to wildly pump into his ass. I pumped faster and faster and felt dizzy, with ecstasy. I almost collapsed the wall between us. He had been jerking off while I fucked him and couldn't wait any longer. He let out a low-pitched groan, "davai" and with a tremor that convulsed his entire body, he shot his load, covering the wall in front of him.
I felt the spasm run through his body which caused his asshole to constrict and tighten around my cock. I gave one final thrust that nearly split him in two and yelled oh shit or something.
When we both started to breathe normally and stopped shaking, we uncoupled ourselves from one another. I slowly pulled my spent dick from my hole. When we were finally free, he knelt in front of the glory hole to lick my cock clean. He left the stall and without doing anything to clean up all the man juices sprayed on the walls. I left the roadside john and went to wait in the car.
A couple of minutes passed and Ivan came out of the john and got into the car. "I want sleep more with you" Ivan said in his broken English.
"But you're on your on your way to Rehobeth!" I answered.
"Not to be there for week. Want fuck you me, OK?," responded Ivan. I turned to Ivan and said, "Da! OK". Before leaving the parking lot, I stopped at the car phones by the exit and called to the meeting site. "Hi Jack, I got the flu or something got a sore throat. Won't be able to make it today." "OK, I'll see you in a couple days" Jack responded, "We'll miss you. Stay warm and take something for your throat." "Ok, thanks...Bye....". I hung up, put the car in Drive and headed for home and bed with my new Russian friend. I knew exactly what I needed to soothe my throat; the same kind of ointment that Ivan would be using to soothe his sore ass!