Forming a gay self cajuncock
This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex. If this offends or bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a discussion of safe sex. If you have comments send them to cajunboi868@gmail
As a teen I realized that I had no interest in girls. They were fine as friends. But my focus was on the male form, the perfect male body that I so often saw on TV and in magazines. I imagined being caressed in two strong arms, held tight with affection. My family was large and there was little time for any affection with the constant need to care for the little ones. I pined over the Sears male ads in their catalogue. I thought of the future, a time when I would live alone and meet these masculine men.
So during my early teen years I just fantasized. I did find time between my studies and part-time job at the grocery store to dream of that glorious day. My body was not like others my age. I was thin, very thin, barely 100 pounds with little or no muscles. Contact sports were out of the question with my school and work schedule along with the care of the younger sibs. I was fortunate enough to attend a small college about five hours from my home. It was my first experience on my own, a new and frightening time. My first semester was difficult both with my class load and loneliness. I hid mostly in the library and my dorm room. But due to the common shower facilities I did see many naked men, my dorm mates. They were not as I had imagined. Most were small in the dick department and average in all other ways. Some were friendly, others pretty much ignored me. We were all freshmen focused on selves and classwork.
But I did attract the attention of some of the older male students due to my strange southern accent. A couple of them decided to adopt me as their own pet project. They would take me out to off campus bars and often to New York city, an hour away. There were theaters, clubs, and discrete bars inhabited by mostly males. Since I never looked my age I soon attracted the attention of many successful, older men. My two older buddies made a point of introducing me around. Soon I was a familiar face to many men. My circle expanded and I was invited to visit the city by many of these men. Some even would drive up on Friday evenings to pick me up for a weekend in the city or at one of their country places. I was enthralled by their display of interest in me. Of course, one of the older boys would accompany me. Soon these visits involved shared sleeping arrangements with the older students. It did not take long before I shared a bed with the boys who robbed me of my virginity. Not that I resisted much. My fascination with the male form was rewarded with instructions on the pleasures that two men could share. When in an apartment or country place clothing was rapidly dispensed with for full time nudity. The older men appreciated two handsome young college boys. I was convinced by the older boys to demonstrate our bedroom skills for the well off gentlemen. I was thrilled at the attention and appreciated the gifts as well as the advice of these men.
At least twice a month I would be invited to spend the weekend at someone's place. Sometimes I'd go alone. I did meet some men in their mid to late twenties who desired to mentor me. Their often gym toned bodies met my teen dreams of perfect men. I had had few indications that emotions were at all connected to physical satisfaction until I met a young attorney, Jake. It was at the second weekend party at one of the country homes. We were both guests sharing one of the six bedrooms on the estate. It didn't dawn on me that we were the only ones paired together. The first night we realized that we would be sharing a double bed. As I unpacked, Jake pulled off all of his clothes to prepare for bed. I left on my underwear and got under the covers. Jake paraded around the room in his birthday suit for a while. Finally, he sat on the bed next to me asking if I was shy? I just nodded that I was. He placed a hand on my knee telling me that it was not going to be fine. As he reassured me his hand moved up my legs until it rested on my now hard cock. I moaned as his grip grew firm. He leaned over to kiss my shoulder as his hand moved to tenderly caress my cloth covered crotch. I began shaking violently. He moved to kiss my cheek then lightly kissed my lips. He leaned at my ear whispering "I find you very desirable. I would have you as my own if you'd let me. I want to show you how men can make perfect love to other men." I moaned, grabbing onto his shoulders, shaking. He again softly whispered "If you would but let me I could make you feel better than you've ever felt." I nodded my approval and his kisses moved down my body. Each kiss made me shiver until he reached my dick. I felt his breath on my tip and then on my shaft. I moaned with an unknown desire. He took me to the root, twisting around until I was facing his own stiff, uncut boner. It was beautiful in my eyes. I licked from the root to the tip as his own moans filled the air. It did not take long before we both shot our loads into the waiting mouths. Resting in each other's arms we talked about our hopes, dreams, and past experiences. In no time we were both stiff again, kissing madly. He leaned back to ask in a soft whisper "Can I make love to you? I so want to plant my seed inside you, to make you as my own?" I nodded my consent as he loved to open my legs. I felt his tip press against my tight hole moaning with my own desire. He leaned to kiss my lips, then moved to my neck saying "I'll go slow so that I can savor each inch of your body as you receive my love stick."
He was true to his word bringing me along with him. When I felt his hips press against my ass cheeks I called out his name. Perhaps I was too loud because within minutes the door opened and two of the other guests stood watching us. It did not bother Jake as he began a steady plowing of my delirious body. I turned to face the two intruders as they moved in closer to us, their cocks in their hands. Jake just said "He's mine now and possibly forever." That began a twenty minutes exercise in love making, Jake brought me to the edge a number of times. Each time he proved his mastery of love making by bringing me back only to start again. Out onlookers were not as lucky as first, one, then the other shot their loads over our bodies. Feeling their explosions sent both Jake and I over the edge as we both exploded our cum. Jake buried his load deep into my body. My own load coated out chests.
The two men left us in our bliss. Jake was still hard inside my body. I could feel his stiff tool flex as it returned to its hard state. He kissed me then whispered "I am stiff hard. I want to give you more. IF you let me, that is?" I nodded softly whispering "Yes, love me again, fill me once more." I held his shoulders as he slowly began the in and out pleasure once more. This was slower, with more tender passion. Each push in he whispered "I love you. please let me love you?"