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Terry
In college overlooking a beautiful view, I drank another beer from my dorm room, knowing in two years I'd have a bachelors in journalism. It had not been as easy as I had expected. Those former high school friends were "full of bs," who told me being at university classes was a cakewalk. Dr Johnson had made that clearly not the case, as his lectures on "Chicago Style" writing had my sanity teetering on the edge. All of the investigative methods, and ethics classes wore me out too. Yet within a few years, I'd be complete of this and in a news studio somewhere. I was lucky enough to have come from a respectable Long Island family. While we weren't mega rich, our financial situation was relatively healthy. My parents said I could live off campus, but at 20 I still liked having a roommate. Jason was a great friend, and quite often we'd spend weekends sailing, or going on mountain bike adventures. Standing in at 6'3 and 215 with blonde hair, I had a lot of women chasing me. It still defied my expectations. While extremely masculine and muscular, I liked women as friends, but was quite happily gay. Some female friends knew this, and Jason wasn't bothered by my sexual orientation. True I wish he flipped my way, but you can't have your cake and eat it too. He was currently with his girlfriend, and I had some unique plans for this respite from classes, exams, and the dining room food.
I had been on Grindr and found a feminine looking guy named Danny. He was 18, going to the local community college for history, and damn he was so cute in our chats online. We had planned meeting earlier this week, but his job got in the way for that, so he agreed to hang out with me on campus this weekend. I knew deep down what he was looking for. He knew what I wanted. It was obvious both of us hadn't got laid for awhile. How many more times could I stroke my eight inches of fun, watching gay porn and thinking I was inside another guy? I was very pent up, and the scene on campus could have been a lot better. It was a equal opportunity college, very accepting, but other guys didn't really pique my interest.
Danny certainly did. He shaved his legs, and stood in at a petite 5'6. A fellow white guy with no facial hair, he showed me how he painted his nails and also wore lipstick. All this did was make me more horny. Rabid to be honest. I so wanted him in every way, and my frustration was every cell of my existence, as my drive was at its highest levels ever. All of us need to unload, and after four days of not masturbating I was extremely aggressive. Ornery really. He better not flake out. He best show up. Also he best be prepared to get hammered, because having an empty dorm wasn't going to waste.
As I sipped the cold Heineken, there was a knock on the door. Two o clock in the afternoon, it was "five o clock somewhere." Ah yes. Looking out the peephole was Danny. As I turned the knob, the locking mechanism was louder than ever, and seemed especially pronounced. Oh damn he was so sexy. The most stunning green eyes, glittery blonde hair with highlights, and a smile that seemed to scream "I'm going to literally swallow you." We exchanged hugs. Damn he smelled good. Flowery perfume with a hint of spicy cinnamon. Oh yes he looked good in the tight compression shorts, and t shirt that fit him just right. "Do you want a beer?" "Yes please." Even Danny's voice was feminine, and I got him one out of the fridge. As I popped the top, I got klutzy due to blood flow going elsewhere. Danny smiled and laughed, which sounded like musical perfection. He said, "I've got it sexy." Mmmm. I liked how he said it. As we clanked bottles, we talked about school, life, you name it.
I really enjoyed his company. We sat on the couch, and it was obvious the guy at the community college, was far more intelligent than I was. He wasn't just well versed in history, but in arts, science, and even literature. We both laughed about how painful Homer's Iliad was, but how Shakespeare 500 plus years later was still good reading. His favorite was Othello while I liked Romeo and Juliet. It felt good sitting next to him, as I saw his bulge in those shorts get bigger. He was looking at my cock in my tight blue jeans too. I offered him more beer, and admittedly was buzzing. It felt amazing, and we went outside briefly, so we could have one of his cigarettes. Menthol, my favorite. He smoked ladies ones too, which actually turned me on, as that was probably some kind of underlying fetish I had always had.
We returned back to my dorm, acknowledging a classmate in the hallway. He looked like he was drinking too, and probably would be like me studying all day tomorrow. Danny and I had some more beers, and the perfume he was wearing drove me insane. I could feel my balls filling up with more cum, and my penis was hard as a diamond cutting machine. Oh yes his lips were on mine. Without saying a word Danny kissed me, and his lips were so soft, tender, wet. He held my hands and French kissed me, as our tongues did a dance in sensual choreography. It felt amazing. Lit up and all good to go, he smiled and said, "look the other way." I complied although the frustration was real. My groin hurt with the expectation, all of the anticipation of fucking his brains out. There was noise behind me, of what sounded like his backpack opening up and closing, with zippers and the like crackling to life.
"Turn around." Oh wow. He had put on passionate sultry red lipstick, and painted his fingernails red, along with wearing nothing but pink panties on. Oh yes he was shaved everywhere, and we were standing up kissing. Our lips were electric, Sparks of charge, as I felt up his nipples and chest in my hands. Soon he did the same removing my shirt. I took off my jeans to bring my boxers up to him, and our cocks under cloth touched to a very eager response. The heat. The spinning room. All of this adrenaline. The lightning bolt of sexual release as he put me on the bed, and kissed me rubbing my eight inches of chub in his fingers. Oh yes it looked so kinky to see his red nails wrapped around my shaft as our tongues touched.
His hands were magical. Yet what made my skin squirm in a good way, was his mouth. Hot, soaking pleasure. I felt my hands grab his blonde hair, and got even more turned on with his green swirling eyes looking into my soul. Oh yes I watched my penis in his mouth. He had control of me. He slurped my balls in his lips, and my fingers grabbed the bedsheets, and everything spun in a colossal buzz of ecstasy. Oh wow he was good, and could hear the noise as he eagerly took me in, and his red nails on my balls added to the level of turn on. It felt incredible as he touched the area between my cock and rear end, and before any of us knew it I was on top of him.
To hear him gasp made me smile. My eight inches of manhood was fully engorged. I kissed him and went down him, touching and kissing his nipples. Goosebumps all over him. Taking off his panties, I was rewarded to a perfect looking six inch shaved cock and balls. Precum glistened off of his head and I swallowed him with all I had. Licking his penis, go side to side up and down, his musky taste and sweet dna were succulent. Delicious. Seeing and hearing him shudder and moan, was enough to cause when more excitement. I took his testes into my mouth. Nothing turned me on like shaved nuts, and they were incredibly smooth, and I loved the texture against my tongue swirling around in a rapid fashion.
"Fuck me baby." Pushing him up against the wall, edging and living his soft shaved slim hips and hole, I slid into Danny easily. There was the pop as he was so very tight, and it was eye opening pleasure. Oh my he was almost crying as he had to take me, and I had no doubt he'd never been deflowered by such a big cock. Yet sure enough with some careful pounding and him relaxing, we got into a groove. Soon his shaved legs were on my shoulders, and also as he rode me we kissed with vigor and a sense of purpose. His ass was incredible. Our tongues touched, as could also feel our hearts beat fast as we were together connected. Oh yes. He was rock hard and I touched his smooth penis. Damn did I love cock. He smiled with his bright seductive reds smiling for his clean white young teeth, knowing that I was plowing him with every molecular urge in my essence of living.
The room spun. Oh yes he kept moaning, and I kissed him with renewed purpose. He touched my balls as we were two that became one, and soon I sensed him tightening up. Oh he literally shot a liar all over my chest, and he licked this cum off of my chest, as I felt something down under click in. The noise the sights the smells. All of it was together a symphony, and soon I felt what was Mount Saint Helen's getting ready to burst. First it was a major explosion of my sperm, but soon it was level after level of my cum entering his rear end with all speed possible. Oh yes we had orgasmed together and the breathing of both of us, showed proof this wasn't an ordinary session of love making. It was far more primal and what a good feeling. Danny looked so damn cute, and while we went to different colleges, this was the first of many zesty sessions where I'd have my way with him.