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As I woke up in his bed, he was still asleep. Damn he looked sexy and we both were still not wearing anything. Clark and I had become so close, and last night finally he had made love to me. Yes I was a little tender, as my high school lover wasn't nearly as endowed or as energetic. What a whirlwind it had been. My sophomore stud looked so cute, and as I watched him breathe, this was so romantic in many ways. He had been so good to me, and I was satisfied, yet being 18 something decided to wake him up properly. That energy drink or coffee would be later.
Like an animal quietly hunting it's prey, I limited my movements in the bed. Watching then sliding a little more down, I admired his even large cock when it wasn't hard, and those gigantic balls that were avocado like. Just truly hung for a white guy, and yes he had to be 10 inches easy. Carefully I saw his hand move, but he appeared to be having some sort of dream. Whether it was pleasant or not I didn't know, but I was determined to make him feel amazing. Licking his shaft on the sides, I felt and heard the giant stir, and the cock grow in length and girth. Oh yes Clark looked me in the eyes, with a mischievous smile on both of our faces. His erect penis was in my mouth, and in my control, as I was absolutely smitten about sucking the cum out of him. I could taste our DNA and scents from last nights romp, and I was absolutely having my way with my lovers sexual organ. The pulsating told me I was on the correct trajectory.
Such heat came forward and as I grew hard too, I went up and down him. He pushed my head down too, grabbing my hair which made me even hornier. My lips tightly around his sex, and the noises were musical. Slurping him up. Licking his giant testicles with deft passion, and getting his big manly dick where it belonged. Drooling on him, it was my intention to suck him until he exploded in my mouth. Yet he quickly woke up, and turned these plans into his way. He was amazing agile for such a big guy, and soon I was lying there, getting bathed by his mouth and tongue working on my sensitive cock. We were compatible sexually and more. This was a fine way to start a day off, and soon his tongue swirled in my hole. I bit my lips, trying to make sure my teeth didn't draw blood, as he made me rabid with desire. Looking at him his eyes and mouth were so sexy, and precum was on his chin from where I just couldn't hold it in anymore. More of his finger and lube in my ass, I saw stars and what can only be described as rhythmic cadence. He just knew how to stretch me, and make that walnut prostate inside me ultra sensitive. It was like a drug high, and soon I was begging him to fuck me. Yet he simply smiled, and kept this going, until finally I twirled him around. Sitting on his private parts, I made it happen.
The lube being in the bed, I lathered him up to much joy. Also working some in me, it was time for round 2. Today he went in a little easier. I still took my time, as not every man is built like him. Yet inch by inch I took him, and soon all that hung out of me, were his big balls. Kissing me I loved how my crotch on his abdomen felt. So damn hard I loved feeling him and he stroked my penis as I gave him the best ride I could. Our sweat and smell of sex filled his bedroom. Such wonderful lips as he held my hips, and I kept gasping as his giant cock made its way to curve in my insides. I shuddered as he pumped me, and was sweating in no time. This was as good as it gets. My prostate was being hit in a wonderful rhythm, and I cascaded and howled as he plundered me the way he did.
Then he just had to. Pushing me on top of two pillows, he bent me over and fucked me like a screen door slams in a tornado. So damn aggressive. He held on my ankles and I almost lost my breath. It was so damn brutal yet I loved it. Giving myself to him. He was having his way and I was his bitch completely. I could feel him in me and there's a fine line between pain and pleasure. Yet I had to give in, as he literally uncoiled on me, and slammed his meat in my ass like we had been partners for years. His grunting and when I finally could look back, his sweaty chest and eyes closed, that smile drove me even crazier.
He spanked my ass. Definitely establishing himself, and I also was a sweaty mess. Our bodies connected. I saw through a different set of eyes. All of the sights, how it felt, and the smells were so thrilling. He pounded me so damn hard, and I was like a reeling fish, when he rolled me over. My legs in the air, and then over his shoulder blades. I could see his cock in me. Wow he was so thick in addition to his length. We kissed again and I got excited when he touched my balls and said "I love being inside you." Here I just melted and tried to say `me too" baby but who knows if it came out that way. When in heat like this, all I knew was that he was the most masculine man I ever had been with.
His strong hands grabbing my legs. Then they caressed my balls and penis, as his went even further in me than I previously thought. He was at the wall pushing through. This was insane although damn I loved the sensations of his big built monster in my asshole. No longer would I be as tight, as he was tearing me in a good way. Every time he moved in me, I knew exactly where he was and absolutely enjoyed it. The adrenaline rush was epic, and he just really threw himself at what was left of me.
That bed was squeaking. Looking in his green eyes I knew he was poking my prostate, and then his slippery wet sword would go further in. His hands on my toes, I happily opened my legs to him. Whatever he wanted I would do it, as he was the master, and I was his putty that would do everything. He was so drop dead gorgeous, and here he was making love to me again. The ceiling above us could have told stories, as I knew from his guttural manliness that soon I was to be bred with his babies swimming in me. He had filled me up last night, and despite the not so long recovery time, I put my hands on the bed to grip for the inevitable.
As he huffed and puffed, I literally screamed in octaves never achieved. Watching his shaking muscles move, and him closing his eyes again, he swung back and slid himself all in. It was if a world has collapsed into paradise, as I felt his pulsating bulge shoot white hot liquid into me. Oh it felt so damn good, and I loved his studly look when he came in me. All of his sperm, that DNA of his was firmly inside my ass. It felt so truly phenomenal. He eventually pulled out and his cock was still hugs. Kissing he started to feel my hard cock up. Soon I was damn near levitating as he slid his hands around my erect soldier, and with a scream I came all over his fingers. What a climax this was, and then he put it in my mouth and we kissed to a snowballs worth of sperm.
After some time hugging and kissing, I made us coffee and breakfast. His sperm rolled out of me and into my little underwear I wore. It was a wonderful night and now on Saturday, who knew what the clock or cocks had in store for us. Clark was so gentle, kissing me and massaging my back. A tremendous lover, we sat back in each others hugs. Finally I had met a real man. No more loneliness in DC, and we talked about the gay student alliance and other issues. He was incredibly smart and a great conversationalist. This was starting to make my new home at GWU, much more pleasant and inviting.