This story contains graphic language and details of homosexual acts and drug use. If you are offended by such activities or if you are underage, please read no further.
This is one of a several chapters about my sexual exploits in college during the mid 1980's. These stories are true, but please keep in mind that most of the sexual activities noted occurred between close long-term friends that had no possibility of being exposed to AIDS at that time. Now, safe sex is not an option, it is a requirement.
Carl and I had a very good summer (see Part 1 for details), and I just knew the fall semester would be great. However, I had no idea just how good it would really be.
How I Lost My Cherry
It was between the summer and fall semesters, and it had been three weeks since Carl and I had been together. I hadn't gotten a nut in all this time (I was "saving" it). Carl phoned me at my parents' house midway through the third week to see when I was returning to school. I told him that I had to register on Monday, so I was going back on Saturday. Carl didn't have to register until Tuesday, but he said that he would see me on Saturday and that he had a surprise for me.
For the rest of the week, my mind was focused only on Carl's surprise. From the sound of his voice, I just knew it was something sexual, but I couldn't figure out what it was (Boy! Was I dumb and full of cum?). The time just seemed to drag for the remainder of the week.
Saturday finally arrived and I packed my stuff for the return trip to school. After the obligatory goodbyes with the folks, as well as raiding the refrigerator and freezer of leftovers, I jumped in my car and sped all the way to Baton Rouge.
Carl had not yet arrived by the time I got there. I unloaded the car, made my bed, and took a nice long bath (Hey, I had to be clean). A couple of hours later, Carl arrived, and after helping unload his car, we sat down on the couch to toke. Carl had bought some really good herb, and because I hadn't smoked anything in a couple of weeks, I got totally shit-faced - and extremely horny. After the third toke, my dick was as hard as a rock and was visibly protruding from my shorts. Carl noticed this, and it must have affected him too, because there was a similar reaction in his shorts. At this point, I couldn't wait any longer and asked him about my surprise.
"I was wondering how long it would take you to ask me that," he said.
"Well, what is it?"
Carl grabbed me the back of my head and pulled me in for a deep kiss. Our tongues swirled around each other's mouths, and our hands began to actively rub each other's bodies. Carl lifted my shirt over my head and I did the same for him. I couldn't take it any more. I reached down, pulled his shorts and underwear below his heavy balls, and completely swallowed his rod. Carl was breathing really heavily. He told me not yet and pulled my head up by my hair and kissed me again.
"Let's go to my room so I can give you your surprise," he said.
"OK!"
We left the rest of our clothes in a pile in the middle of the living room and ran to the bedroom with our hard dicks swaying and slapping against our stomachs. Carl jumped on the bed and lay on his back with his legs spread. I dove on top, kissed him on the lips, and began licking my way down to his crotch making sure not to miss an inch of his wonderful upper body. I by-passed his cock and began licking his nuts. From the smell, I could tell that he had been saving up too. After completely bathing and sucking those delicious orbs, I slowly licked my way up and down each side of his dick. When I could tell he was getting really hot, I swallowed him to the root and rested my nose in his pubes. I really wanted his load and pumped him with everything I had, but he stopped me and pulled me up for another kiss.
"That's not your surprise," he said.
With that, he rolled me off of him and onto my back. He repeated my earlier licking movements and wound up swallowing my dick. I was so close to cumming, but he sensed it and backed off by licking and squeezing my balls. He got me close about four more times, and then, instead of just retreating to my nuts, he began licking lower. He pushed my legs in the air and slowly circled my hole. I gasped at this sensation, and he asked me if I liked it. I told him yes, and he really began eating my hole. Damn, his girlfriends had been lucky bitches. He nibbled on my cheeks, lapped my crack, and skewered me with his tongue. My dick was harder than it had ever been and I was leaking precum like a faucet.
"Fuck, this is one awesome surprise," I said (it was the 80's).
"This ain't your surprise," he responded, and with this, he shoved a finger up my hole.
"OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
"I knew you'd like it, but I have something better."
"What?"
"You ever thought about fucking?"
I was totally shocked, and my head was spinning. It was hard enough for me to believe that this straight athletic stud would suck dick, but ass fucking too?
"You really want to?" I asked.
"Yeah, I want your ass, bro. It feels really hot and tight. I bet its better than a pussy."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"Won't it hurt?" I asked.
"It will a little at first, but it feels better after a while."
"Have you ever let someone fuck you?"
"Yeah, a few times. I don't do it often, but I enjoy helping my buds get off. It's not fair for me to have all the fun."
"If I let you fuck me, can I fuck you?"
"Yeah, but I bet by the end of today, you'll want my dick more than my ass."
"Why do you say that?"
"I have my reasons. Do you wanna try it?"
"Yeah, I guess so. You've been cool so far."
Carl then reached over to his nightstand and pulled out a jar of Vaseline - one of those big fucking industrial tubs. I can say this for Carl, he sure thought highly of himself. He popped the top off, put some on his middle finger, and slowly inserted it in my ass.
"How's that feel?" he asked.
"It feels pretty good."
"How about this?" and he stuck a second finger in me.
"Ah! It hurts a little, but it's ok."
Carl slowly moved his fingers around in me and then began pumping them faster. After a few more minutes, he inserted a third finger and repeated the same motions.
"I knew you would like this," he said.
"What?"
"I knew you'd like it. Your dick is still hard as a rock."
"Well, I'm horny!"
"Ready to try it?"
"Yeah, but go slow."
Carl removed his fingers from me, and I felt a little empty. He lubed his cock, put my legs on his shoulders, and lined his dick with the hole. I felt the pressure as he began pushing his 7", thick pole in me. When the head popped in the ring, I though I would die.
"OOOOOWWWWWWW!!!!!"
"Relax man, it will feel better."
I did as he said, and he started to slowly push in. The pain was intense, but I wasn't about to tell him to stop. I couldn't believe when he bottomed out, and I felt his pubes and nuts against my crack.
"You OK?"
"Yeah, just leave it there a minute."
Carl bent down and kissed me deeply for a while. He then slowly started pumping in me. After I told him it didn't hurt as much, he got back up on his knees, held my legs, and began pumping faster. Then, something happened. It started feeling really good. My dick, which had softened, began to come back to life. When Carl saw this, he really began hammering me. I had never felt so good in my life.
Five - ten - fifteen minutes, we were sharing the most wonderful sensations that two men can share.
Sweat was pouring from us. The bedsprings were squeaking. The headboard was banging against the wall. Both of us were moaning and making ungodly noises. Everyone in the whole building had to know what we were doing.
"Bro, you got one hot ass. I can't hold out anymore. I'm going to cum. Can I cum in you or do you want me to pull out?"
My dreams were coming true. I wasn't about to fuck it up now.
"Blow it in me man!! I want to feel you shoot!!"
Carl really started to nail me then. After another couple of minutes, his whole body tensed, he stopped breathing, his face turned completely red, and his eyes rolled back in his head.
"Oh, fuck!!! I'm cuuuummmminggggg!!!!"
The first blast felt like he was pissing in me. Then the dam burst. Carl shot jet after jet of cum in my hole. As he kept pumping his cock in me, the sound turned from slapping skin to a really loud squishing (you know, like wet sneakers). Cum started pouring out of my ass, down my back, and onto the bed.
After he finished, Carl fell on top of me panting, and I could feel his dick slowly softening in me. He turned his head and kissed me gently. When his dick fell out, he kissed his way down my chest and stomach and devoured my dick. I was so hot that I powerfully blew on the fourth or fifth down stroke. I caught Carl by surprise and he gagged a little, but he didn't miss a drop. I think I must have shot about a cup full of cum down his throat.
Carl slowly came back up and pulled me to him for a kiss. He still had some of my cum in his mouth, and we hungrily shared it.
"Well, how'd you like it?" Carl asked.
"Bro, that was fucking hot, but I thought you said I could fuck you? Why'd you blow me?"
"You'll get my ass! I could tell by how hard your dick was that you would blow as soon as you stuck it in me, or probably even before. I just wanted to take the edge off so you could really enjoy it when you finally do get it."
"Oh, when do you'll think that will be?"
"Soon!" Carl pointed at his dick and started laughing. He was rock hard again.
"Can I fuck you again?" he asked.
"Then I get to fuck you?"
"Yeah!!"
"Go for it!"
Carl told me to kneel at the foot of the bed and get on my hands and knees. He stood behind me, and in no time, his dick was back in my ass. It was so much easier this time, especially with all the additional "lube," but there was no gentleness. Carl started pounding me as soon as he entered, and he kept up the same pace until he came 20 minutes later. The whole time I kept getting hotter and hotter and my dick was harder than before I came. When Carl was finished, he pulled out and lay beside me on his back. He reached under me and grabbed and stroked my dick.
"Gotcha horny again, huh?" he said.
"Yeah."
"Then fuck me! I want both your cherries today."
I reached for the Vaseline, and Carl lifted his legs. I started to put some in his hole, but he told me to just lube my dick because he didn't need all that preparation. In no time, I was oiled up and pressing my dick against his hole. Carl's ass sucked my dick in, which really shocked me.
"I thought you didn't do this often?" I asked.
"I don't, but I want it now. Fuck me!"
I started plowing his ass - not as hard as he did mine but pretty good for a virgin I thought. His ass felt so great. I couldn't imagine how a pussy could be any better. Carl seemed to like it too because he kept saying, "Fuck me! Fuck me!" and his dick got semi-hard.
I'd love to say I fucked him senseless, but this is a true store. After about five minutes (at the most), I came with the most intense orgasm and flooded his ass. After I came down, I fell on top of him and kissed him.
"Thanks man! That was.... I don't know what it was -just..." I attempted to speak.
"Hey bro, don't sweat! Just two buds helping each other out, you know. I'm kinda thirsty. Why don't you get us something to drink and bring the bong and weed in here."
I went and got us two Cokes and the stash. After we had a few hits, our dicks were both hard as steel and we were ready to go again.
Carl pushed me on my back, lifted my legs on his shoulders, and sank his dick into me. However, this wasn't a forceful fuck like the last one. He bent down and deeply kissed me while he slowly rocked and rotated his hips. At one point, while he was rotating, he hit a spot in me (later, I found out about the prostate) that drove me nuts. I thought I would cum right then, but I was able to hold off. My ass was so sensitive from the previous two fucks that I could now actually feel every ridge and vein on his dick as it slipped through my cum soaked tube. Carl must have fucked me like this for well over a half an hour before he grabbed the back of my knees, pushed them up to my shoulders, got on the balls of his feet, and started pounding me faster and harder. I had been so close to cumming for so long that I just couldn't hold out any more. On one particular hard down stroke where he fully impaled himself in me, I started cumming and blasted a huge load all over my chest without even touching myself. This must have set Carl off, because while I was still cumming, he gave my hole another good cum bath.
When he was finished, Carl gave me another deep kiss and rolled off of me.
"Damn, I never had anyone do that when I fucked them before." Carl could barely whisper.
"I never knew anyone could do that." I weakly countered.
After catching our breath for a couple of minutes, I reached for the cigarettes and lit us each one (I know, it's so cliché).
While basking in the afterglow, I finally felt the courage to open up to him.
"Carl, I have something to tell you, but I don't know how." I said.
"Shit man, we've had our dicks and shot our cum in each other, you can tell me anything. What is it?"
"I'm gay!!"
"Are you sure?"
"Well, I only get excited around guys, and I have absolutely no desire to be with a woman."
"That sounds like you're sure to me."
"Yeah," I mumbled feebly.
"Look Paul, I have no problem with you being gay. You just have to understand that you and I can have some good times, but don't fall in love with me. I like to help my friends get off, but I could never love a guy like a woman."
"I understand, and I'm not asking you for that. I just thought you should know."
"I already knew!!"
"How? I didn't even know for sure until we started fooling around."
"All the guys back home had you pegged. You never had a girlfriend."
"I could just be shy."
"Well shy guys don't check out other guys. We all noticed how you looked at us and would sneak peeks at our crotches and asses."
"Fuck!! Why didn't they pick on me and beat me up like the other guys that were thought to be queers and fags?"
"You don't know?"
"No! What?"
"We all thought you were a hot little motherfucker and that under your bookworm, reserved demeanor would be one hell of a fuck, which you definitely are."
"What? Y'all wanted to fuck me?"
"Yeah"
"Well that's just great. I could have been having some serious fun back at home for all these years. I missed out. I'll never get the chance."
"Not necessarily!"
"?????????????????"
To be continued
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