Freshman Phallusy

By Lacy Lips / Lacy White

Published on Jul 17, 2020

Gay

Freshman Phallusy 2

©Lacylips@gmail.com

DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving male teens.

The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased.


The first 2 weeks at college went along fine. My dorm mate, Luke , and I got along good and found time around our classes to play pool at the student union, lift some weights, swim in the huge pool and even relax in the warm bubbling water of the whirlpool hot tub.

One of the benefits of the wet amusements was getting to slip into my nylon speedo suit. I loved how it felt because it was almost like having on the panties I do enjoyed but had no private opportunities for wearing living in the dorm. The other benefit was seeing Luke and his fine trim body in a speedo as well. It was obvious to me that there was a goodly package all stuffed in there.

While hanging in the hot tub the subject of swimwear styles came up and I asked him why he wore a tight low waist nylon suit instead of board shorts like most guys. He said he had some time with swim team in school and speedos were the uniform. He got to liking having so much skin exposed to the water and then added about how the coach made all the guys shave every hair off, even his balls. The sure as heck piqued my interest being a fan of the fully manscaped myself. Going back to the locker room after a soak Luke was packing an obvious hardon that appeared to be significant in size and it was all i could do to keep from getting one myself seeing that wide tube of flesh fighting to escape his trunks. I could dream right?

As I said earlier, Luke was considered a townie being that he lived within a half hour of the campus. Thursday night while hitting the books he told me his sister was coming to get him Friday afternoon so he could go and hang out at home for the weekend. All I thought about during the evening and thru much of the following day was I was going to have some private time to lounge around, jerk off, and even sleep in my bra and panties. It had been so long. A difficult 2 plus weeks without them.

After classes Friday I walked with him to his sisters car before getting dinner. I wanted to make sure that he actually left before I went back to the room, slipped into my sexy garb, and felt my persona change to the girly side. That whole evening was a challenge of dick management since while sitting at the desk studying I kept glancing over to the door mirror and seeing myself in lingerie had its effect. I resisted whacking off till bed time.

As per my old routine from home I worked my stiff prick thru the silky nylon until there was no longer any chance to contain it. Off went the panties, lining my hand with sisters old soft slip, the long, slow but quickening, stroking commenced and continued till my pent up load slimy swimmers in glistening goo adorned my belly, hand and chest. Snack time! Must have been 10 minutes loving the clean up before drifting off to a deep sleep.

It was very early, before sunrise, I had to pee. This was normal for me and I always seemed to go back to sleep swiftly and very solidly after that. This was no exception. Out like a light deep into dreamland.

You ever have those dreams that are so real you swear it is happening. It seems when I have those I wake at the worst time, that being the hottest most exciting moment of the dream, and then hate that I cannot get back into it where it stopped. This was one of those times.

I was dreaming that there was a nice warm heavy hard cock laying across my wet lips, gliding back and forth as i kept rewetting it with my tongue on the underside. My head swayed to and fro in that Stevie Wonder type of motion. With all of the slobber and slipping the baby smooth balls attached to that yummy imaginary dick would slap my cheek as i nuzzled the intersection of root and sack, producing even more volumes of

spit to lube the way. Best dream ever then.... a hand on my head???

My eyes shot open and there really was a cock on my face. One attached to hairless thighs beside the bed as it traveled back and forth stimulating my lips to a frenzy. Surprise! Panic! WTF?

Lukes voice. "Wow I never would have guessed that the moment I leave my roommate and buddy would leave and a cute, hot chick in a bra would move in. Apparently one who really likes to suck cock even. Damn that feels good girl! Please continue."

Stunned and embarrassed by his discovery, at that time I did not care. Had no intention of stopping the treatment I was administering to that tasty cock against my face. When he rocked back some a puddle sized pool of precum graced my lips and the next time by he passed to let me slurp on it. My former fears of "taste an inch, want a mile" were justified. I was crazy with lust for a mouthful of oozing dick meat. Turning my head to the side on the pillow I opened my starved oral cavity and let Luke plunge deeply into my facial fuck hole. He hit that magic spot near my throat that only my plastic practice prick at home had ever touched and that stoked my sucking desires to fever pitch. My lips massaged the thick veiny shaft and my tongue explored his cut mushroom crown in energetic circular swirls causing me intense pleasure and unceasing desire for more cock.

" I think Erin is more appropriate than Aaron right now. Ok?"

Best I could manage with a face full of meaty stiff dick was a few positive nods. One fleshy phallus fully inserted finally and I had become a total oral whore. I loved it. I paused my actions only long enough to mumble a few words around the column contained in my spit and mucus spewing opening.

"Fuck my face! Feed me your fucking cum!"

His ramped up penile plunging pace answered my demand for cock sucking satisfaction. It was so good. Every sensation, the warmth and glass-like hardness of the pole, the velvet slightly stippled texture of the fat cock head, and even the soft slapping of Lukes smooth semi-drawn up ball sack on my cheek, all made me crazy for cock and the massive load I had wished to experience back in high school with my friend. This was way better though. My head was exploding with waves of pleasure at the same time as the tsunami of sperm began to surge into my slutty reservoir for his fresh cum.

I guessed three spearlike high pressure surges filled me to max as Lukes swollen balls delivered massive amount of ejaculate to my hungry-for-it mouth. He saw the slimy spoogy load swelling my cheeks and large volumes escaping the corner of my tightly gripping lips. He pulled out and promptly festooned each facial feature with puddles of penile puke. A testicular torrent of hot glop to forehead , nose, eyes, in my hair and even over my chin which already had its share from the over injection at the start of his eruption.

He stood over me, underwear at half mast, perfect prick wagging like a dogs tail, studying and commenting on my choices of girl garb, my breakfast meat course continued to drip bits of deliciousness and my tongue played catch.

"Erin, you are pretty hot when your female personality pops up. You suck cock like a pro and really seemed to love doing it. Lots of experience?"

I shook my head to the negative. "Never gave a blow job in my life ( I lied a touch) except in my imagination until now."

"Really? You must have one vivid fucking imagination and watch a bunch of porn. All to my benefit now i guess since my roommate has become my personal dick sucker, oral whore and cum dump. Thanks by the way for your fine service. Ill be sure to leave a big tip." he joked.

I joked back. "The only tip I need is the one on the end of that thick cock but I expect it often from now on."

Oh Yeah. I was going to be eating a lot of tubular snacks, dick dinners and wide diameter desserts.

As I basked in orgasmic sticky euphoria since I had cum in my panties while sucking Luke. Little bra and panty clad Erin was a very worn out and happy girl. Someone said that clothes make the man but in my case under clothes made the woman. With Luke in the shower, the bra back in the drawer, I transitioned back to the Aaron form of me while buckling up my pants. The sticky nylon undies went into the laundry bag but with little reason to hide it anymore i donned new satin panties before slithering back into my pants and Luke returned.

Nothing was said. We just smiled at each other.

"I'll never tell your secret roomie."

"Thanks for that. If you ever need a replay I am sure She can be called in to handle it."

Now I was two faced. Erin the She - cock sucking slut and Aaron the He - friend, study buddy and amazingly talented dormmate, in some departments.

Over a late lunch Luke told me that when he got home he realized none of his friends were around as they were all off too college too. So since his sister was leaving town early he hitched a ride with her. He said that he wanted to apologize for invading my assumed privacy in the morning but seeing me in my "she" mode plus the sounds, words and actions of my obvious deep dream state, he could not resist taking advance.

"I could say that you looked good enough to eat but it was more like you look hot and horny enough to eat me. I am so glad you did. She was amazing. I have never cum so much in my life."

Sarcastically I answered. "Yes it was Ok." Then I threw in "later?" getting his attention and another big smile before polishing off our tacos and head to the union.

More? You decide.

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Next: Chapter 3


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