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My freshman year had gone by so fast, as Christmas break was coming up. George Mason University is located in Fairfax, VA. It's an affluent suburb of Washington, DC, and I had decided to attend here, despite Mary Washington University being at home. My parents agreed that I was correct, on "spreading my wings" as a freshman. At just 18 I was a young man, and also kind of tired of the country feel Fredericksburg had. True it had grown a lot, but in my opinion, it still was rather backwards in some ways. As a gay guy things were better than they used to be, but northern Virginia was more LGBT friendly. DC is even more so, but you're not going to be harassed, for wearing pride merchandise in town.
Even though busy with my business degree, I had managed to date several guys on campus. While I did miss Roberto's hot bottoming sessions for me, I felt my new boyfriend Brody was a better fit overall. He wasn't very experienced, as even though he lived in urban and nearby Arlington, I hoped to break him in more regularly. I was only his second, so time and energy, along with a sense of comfort would have to climb accordingly. In high school I had first bottomed at 14, when my friend fucked me in the woods as I bent over. We experimented more, and damn did Matt turn me on with his ginger red pubes. He was so take charge, and I'd always remember my first cum of his in my mouth. Definitely he taught me well.
Brody was so cute though. At 5'7 and perhaps 140, with his emo look dyed black hair and painted fingernails, he was becoming better each time we were in the bed together. Plus we really got along, and despite him being a government affairs major, we had hit it off right away. I'll never forget that night. That frat house party was incredible, and we met after consuming a lot of booze. Ultimately we had taken a Uber back to the dorms, and we went back to his room. We smoked a little bit of weed, and talked about the differences between high school and our lives now. As we shared the joint, it seemed we were all of a sudden, next to each other and my hand was on his crotch. He was smiling and hard, and soon he had his hands on me, as we jerked each other off to a full explosion together. That was a heck of a way to start something else, and the next couple days during classes I thought of him constantly.
Apparently he had too, and we crossed paths on a break between classes. We got coffees at the student union building, and he asked me, "Terry would you like to get together again?," with a mischievous smile. "Yes please." That next weekend he had not only let me shave his pubes off in the shower, but had exchanged blowjobs with me. We kissed and held each other, and I got really turned on as he told me "you're much bigger than the only guy I've been with." At first I thought he meant my 6'3 frame and muscular build, but apparently my 8 inches was double what he had handled before. I was gentle with him, but I did explode inside his tight ass, and I had jerked him off to a very exciting climax. His bell shaped head and 5" of beauty, just loved to kiss him and palm his hairless balls. He had a gorgeous penis, nice nipples, and damn was he so tight.
I really was into his green eyes and very pink nipples too. He was warm, funny, and intelligent too. These all said long term over short, and little did I know, but this was going to be the start of something special. We spent hours together. Inseparable. The only word that seemed to describe us. Sure there was a lot of steamy fun, but we genuinely enjoyed each other's company. Brody and I went to museums and also threw the frisbee around. We got our bikes from where we locked them, and went to the W&OD trail. One day we did fifty miles, and while it was exhausting, this was time well spent. We also liked to play volleyball on an intramural team, and when it was warm we'd go shirtless. His lean smooth abdomen looked so good, when glanced under the sun rays. Both of us were decent players, although my height advantage helped on defense. We won more than lost, and he always gave me a nice back massage afterwards.
On weekends, we'd go to East Wind. It was a delicious Vietnamese place, that was within walking distance of campus. Also we loved University Theaters. We could catch movies for $3 a ticket. These weren't the most luxurious screens, nor were they the newest releases. Yet they were affordable, and we enjoyed holding our hands, along with cuddling together in the dark. Also they had a comic book store there. We both were geeks, so we'd always look at Silver Surfer comics, and other series that intrigued us. The Gathering Grounds coffee shop was our favorite hang out. Most people there went to GMU also, and we were accepted for our character, not our sexual orientation. It was so nice to be fully out, open, transparent. Freedom really as no one would bat an eye, if we kissed each other, or if women held hands together there. Plus the barista Brad was hot. Even though I was smitten by Brody, he looked really good in those tight black jeans he always wore. Other gay guys dug him too, but much to our chagrin he had a girlfriend. Yet we could enjoy looking at his crotch, which we knew held a monster cock by the way he walked. He was a really good looking guy. His girlfriend was lucky.
As like most semesters, there was an ebb and flow. Some days or weeks would be insanely busy, while others would be minimal. One holiday Brody and I had a interesting visit to the student union building. We had played some video games, and I saw in his shorts that he was hard. Touching his groin, Brody first tried to push me off, but eventually once my hands went in his shorts, he followed me to the empty bathroom upstairs. I locked the door, and sucked him on my knees, as he exploded all the way past my tonsils. After this act, I told him, "the next time we are together prepare for me to board you." I let this frustration simmer, until he visited my dorm that Saturday.
That morning the fall chill had, made it's appearance known rather quickly. I had woken up early and if my computer was correct, it was in the thirties. Maybe the farmer's almanac was right this year. Yet as soon as I got back to bed, there was a knock on the door. Brody had showed up with donuts and coffee. Admittedly I was groggy, but the clocked showed 9:30 in the morning. We kissed and hugged. Thanked him for a good breakfast, we ate on the couch, and let me know his Public Communications term paper was done. This had taken a lot of time, and he put everything into it, due to a low grade in that class. I kissed him, and we drank coffee enjoying a good way to start the day. We were happy and comfortable together, and as usual started with our daily jokes.
Finally we got into some NBA2021 on the PlayStation 5. Both of us were gamers. He used the Washington Wizards, and I went with the Philadelphia 76ers. Containing Bradley Beall was a pain. He kept hitting layup after layup. Might as well not have even tried. The final score was an abysmal 122 to 74. Again I was beaten, but he had luck with sports games, while my specialty was the puzzle based ones. He laughed as the seconds ticked down. I was now a little annoyed and said, you won't be laughing in a few." He knew what that meant. It was time for him to service me with his mouth and asshole. Yet as we kissed and the inevitable pull brought us together, all of a sudden he stopped. Frozen in frustration and paralysis, he put his index finger on my mouth. I didn't know what to do. Those eyes and smile of his danced around. He then laughed gently, saying "I want you. Yet you are going to let me shave your pubes, and I need a good fingering first." As my balls produced even more cum for my humongous penis, I couldn't help but laugh to, yet succumb to the inevitable.
Soon he had me on the bathroom floor, and as he wore his clear white banana hammock, I was buck naked with a cold back. Hard as ever, he made sure to tease my shaft and very sensitive balls, as he used a container of hot water, shaving cream, and a razor to make me smooth like he was. I liked how he did it too. He started on the left side, so the smooth as a baby's butt skin showed stark contrast, to my hairy black pubic hair that was rather mangy. Usually I manscaped but had let this go, but here my lover was doing it for me. Brody was so hard, and I could see precum oozing through what basically were panties. His smile and hands were magical, not one cut at all. Turning on the hot water, I joined him in the shower.
The pressure was so good, and I enjoyed seeing him bend over. We soaped each other up. His hands made me crazy as he lathered up my recently cleared off pubic area, and seeing his shaved penis in the shower, we started to rub our genitals together. The mirror was fogged up and it wasn't just from the shower water. Kissing and enjoying each other's heartbeats together, as we embraced. Eventually the water was off, and we took turns drying each other with the green GMU towels I had in my dorm room. Of course as 18 year olds, we wrapped them up, and snapped them on each other's asses as young men are prone to do. We knew how to have fun, and as we dried off more, I brought out the lube.
"Get in the bedroom Brody." He nodded to acknowledge my command, and I put his legs and ass up in the air. Oh yes I felt his shaved scrotum, and with the lube got my index finger sliding inside him. First slow then with some added speed and repetitive strokes. Swirling my finger around, I made sure to prod at his prostate, and could feel the swirling man juices that would be moved along to his testicles. I had him moaning, and eventually I got my ring finger in also. He was in a zone of pleasure. I made sure he felt my engorged maleness on his legs, and he was catatonic with glee. His green eyes lit up as, the signs of passion were there, and the smell of sex was in the air. It penetrated the room like my finger did, into my lovers tight hole that soon, would be stretched to a degree it never had. Oh I was aggressive, pent up, and hellbound to show Brody I was the man he was to be with.
Earlier that week I had given him a bracelet. We had a romantic dinner at a Thai restaurant. I was falling for him, and he told me how much he loved me. My response was "I love you too." Our relationship had grown in so many unexpected ways, our connection was unreal. So often we would start and finish each other's sentences. As we held hands and kissed, the magical feeling of a warm orb seemed to surround our presence at the table. We had been together several months, and I hoped we would be a couple for years.
Our families approved of us. Brody was more obviously gay than I was, with his tongue ring, lisp, mannerisms, and gait. As his sister laughed with us, it was "easy to see who the bitch was." Emily was two years older than him, but they had a very friendly relationship. In fact it was Emily who used to put makeup on Brody, when he requested it as a young boy. Also it was her that comforted him when his first relationship in high school didn't work out, and who allowed her brother to explain to his family who he was as a person.
I had a younger sister. Folks were amicably divorced, but they both knew I was gay, and loved me no matter what. They had seen me with various guys in junior and high school, and "figured it out on their own." My mom was insistent, "that I be careful," as Fredericksburg wasn't the Bible Belt, but still safety was paramount. In high school most of the guys relationships were mostly spending time together, and giving each other blowjobs. The one friend who fucked me in the woods, and had taken my virginity freshman year, had moved on to women unexpectedly. That was a unique experience.
He was someone I had grown up with together. One day we were hiking and biking in woods near route 3, which is now beyond suburban and city like. Back then it was woods, and we would shoot BB guns, blow up fireworks, or swim in the Rappahanock River. Matt and I were skipping rocks on a summer day. Without warning he touched my private parts inside my shorts. I got really hard, and started playing with his fiery red Irish American penis that was even bigger than mine. Sure I had looked at guys in the locker room, but never had seen one so big.
In this wooded area, he walked with me to a area, and our shorts were off. It felt good. He was rubbing my cock in his hands, and caressing my balls. I was touching his penis, and liked how it felt. Said something like "it feels so fucking good," and he bent me over. For some reason I was surprised. Didn't know what to do. He put his cock in me and pumped away. It hurt a lot. The best description was broken glass and pressure, and as he sprayed his seed into me, I laid there for awhile feeling violated. We got together again a couple times, but it was really awkward, and instead of anal we just masturbated each other off.
Best way to put it was we went our separate ways through high school. One time his mom saw me, and asked "why don't you hang out anymore?" I shrugged. For some reason I think she knew what had happened. Honestly don't know how, maybe a mother's intuition, as Matt really didn't talk much. Plus he was now with really pretty women. I miss his mom still, as I haven't seen her in a few years, but she always was a nice person. She made the best chocolate cakes in Fredericksburg, and also was a lot of fun to be around.
These thoughts slid away, as Brody and I were on the bed, as our naked bodies were combined. He was smiling after I finger fucked him, and his hard penis needed some TLC. My fingers through his hair, our tongues touching, I moved my way down him. Sucking his painted black fingertips, kissing his ears, and on to his very easily turned on nipples. I loved touching them, his hairless chest, and soon my mouth was on them. Oh to see him grin like that, as I moved down with my mouth and fingers. My hands were around his hips, as I licked around his private parts to give him expectations soon to be met.
He was in my lips now. I could taste his sugary precum and wanted far more of it. Slurping away on his perfect 5 inches of bell head shaved, I went down on his balls to give them my TLC. Oh yes I loved how they tasted. His flavor. I licked his balls and kept sliding up and down on his shaft. We were both rock hard, and he occasionally peeked through unbridled joy with those lucious greens, as my lips wrapped around his cock. I wanted him wet and hot, to know that I owned him and controlled him as I took him in swirling my tongue around. Damn he was so fucking cute, and I wanted to express my love for him. Humming on his balls had an amazing reflex from him, as did using my tongue to dart on his cock head that kept going further in my throat. He was in ecstasy and I was in a rush too, as I loved to make him have, all kinds of sensations that stirred his tanks.
Turned him over, as he couldn't. He was in a place of true zen, and massaged his back, finally ending up with my hands on his smooth rear end. My tongue going in and around his so beautifully clean hole, his moaning echoing off the dorm wall. Oh yes I had him where I wanted him, and I loved the view I saw from my position. My tongue and finger in and out, his back muscles were moving involuntarily. The smell of hormonal excitement, and raw sexual passion was enveloping us. My tongue went in even more as I grabbed his rear end, and he finally howled. It was like a coyote in heat, and soon he was lying on top of me.
Our hot 98 degree mouths caught each other. The smacking of lips, the tongues back and forth in a dance of passionate desires soon to be lit. His cock was on mine, and he rubbed up on me. Oh yes our genitals together so hot, as we got lost in each other's eyes. Our hands held on to each other and soon he had me grabbing the bedsheets. Brody and those sultry green eyes, oh yes that blonde hair, his nice looking hands around my gigantic cock. He immediately went down on me, gagging but oh he had me in a whirlwind. I was feeling every arm and leg hair up, as he had me under his spell. His red lips. Oh his head bopping up and down. I somehow managed to grab his hair. His head. Pushing down as he gagged again. No room at all. He soon was back to back and forth, and oh yes he licked my balls with authority I had yet to witness. The smells, sounds, and sensations were overwhelming. Sweat and hormones combined in mesh. Pure nudity as two lovers had their time in the sheets. He was deepthroating me and just slobbering my maleness completely. Ah, this was the place I always wanted to be.
"It was so sweet of you to give me this bracelet." "It was my pleasure." We kissed again at the table, as our food was done, and our server had brought us green tea and desserts. Holding hands nothing could touch what we had. Eventually the check came, and we walked back to campus for another week of classes but time together. Brody was in my heart and mind when he was with me, or we were apart. Some days our class schedule allowed us mere minutes. That next day was, but I saw him wearing the bracelet and he looked so cute. Hugging we kissed and caught up, what we couldn't via our text messages.
He looked so good clean shaven, and he was wearing the shorts I liked on him. The compression type, so I could get a nice look at his penis and ass. So wish we had a class together, but alas I went to Dr Johnson's economics boredom. It was dry material, but she was one of those professors, that seemed to relish in it. Brody kissed me and I held his hands. A bang on my desk. The teacher caught me asleep. "Terry you ok?" "Sorry Dr Johnson, couldn't sleep well last night. My apologies." She wasn't happy, but to her credit she carried on with data crunching that had interfered my wonderful dream. All the other students snickered. They had fallen asleep before, so what were they laughing about.
"Get up so I can take you from behind." The bed creaked as Brody got in this position. He sounded like he was purring as I touched his balls from behind. I inserted my extremely hard penis in him. He screamed. The head popped in. Soon I bit by bit by bit got my eight inches of meat in his hot lubed and welcoming hole. I felt it not just on my penis but throughout my whole body. Sensual pleasure. Soon I heard us both moaning, and Brody kept saying "more baby, more." Holding on to his hips my cock curved in his ass. There was no more room for me to go, as I pulsated and pushed back and forth.
Eventually he climbed on top of me. Kissing I played with his cock and balls, that rested hard on my abdomen. Our both smooth areas came together, and his breathing was labored. It happened as he came all over me, and as I put his cum in my mouth, he got to taste his own. Oh the feeling of togetherness as his ball juice was so sweet and turned me on even more. I kept grabbing his hips harder, and penetrating him even harder and with more aggression than before.
Two had become one as we kissed. Our bodies were connected. In the lit room we looked at each other's eyes. Our love was genuine, and we told each other our compassion for each other, between deep breathing and grunts. My penis curved at the apex, and soon I felt the chemical process began, as the ph level in our direction changed. Oh it felt amazing, as I unloaded what might have been the Nile river inside of my lover. The intensity and shaking of pleasure was surprising, and we kissed falling asleep together. There were no classes to worry about, as we spent the day making love, and snuggling to movies and pizza. Our love and passion was complete.