At 19 years old, I was a quiet and studious lad. I attended a state university that was relatively cheap, but I was very aware that my parents were paying for my tuition and a room in a boarding house near the campus and put tremendous pressure on myself to work hard and succeed.
My father was against me getting a part time job because he wanted me to concentrate on my studies. I threw myself into it and took an overload of classes each semester and summer in order to finish early. I was not into the party scene and most of my evenings and weekends were spent studying. Needless to say, I neglected my social life and sex was limited to jacking off to porn in my bedroom.
At that time I was 6', 170 lbs, masculine and reasonably attractive. I had had a number of girlfriends in high school, but was still very sexually inexperienced. I was always a little confused about my sexuality as I felt attracted to both women and men, and I couldn't wrap my head around it. One Saturday I had an experience that enlightened me that I was definitely bisexual.
On Saturday mornings, I would go to the library at 9 am to study and I had a specific table in a glass corner on the ground level where I could see out over the campus. Every Saturday morning, the state highway patrol held classes on campus for the patrolmen and right at 9:30 am, they would start walking past my window either alone or in groups. They wore their uniform and many of them were really hot! I couldn't concentrate on my studies between 9:30-10:00 and I usually went to the bathroom and rubbed one out at 10 am when they had all disappeared.
One Saturday morning, I arrived at the library earlier than usual. In the small reading area near the door, one of the patrolmen was sitting and reading a newspaper. He was a real beefy stud in his early 40's, 6', 4" and 210 lbs, clean shaven and sporting a flat-top haircut with just a little gray starting to show around his ears and a thick gold wedding band. I sat down across from him and pretended to read a newspaper while discreetly ogling him. His dark gray pants couldn't conceal his ample package and his broad shoulders and chest filled the light gray uniform shirt. My cock stiffened and my body ached with desire for this man.
After about 10 minutes, he folded the newspaper, picked up his hat and started down to the basement where there was a small bathroom. Just watching him walk was a thrill, his broad shoulders that tapered down to a firm, muscular ass in those dark gray pants and black leather shoes. I am not normally a take-action guy, but my hormones took over and after a couple of minutes, I went down to the toilet.
When I walked into the small toilet, he was standing with his large, cut dick sticking out and delivering a heavy stream of dark piss into the urinal and I could smell the scent of his musky piss filled with pheromones and testosterone. I was mesmerized, I couldn't move, I just stood there looking at his big dick and stream of piss. He looked over at me and his gray eyes bored straight through me, but he didn't say a word. I still couldn't move, but I could feel my hard cock and hear myself panting.
His stream slowly died down and he began to stroke that big piece of man meat. He turned to face me and he shook it slowly and gave me a nod. Fuck! Was I dreaming? He moved over into a stall with the door open and continued to stroke that 10 pounder and look directly at me.
My reflexes finally kicked in and I followed him, got down on my knees and licked and kissed the head. I took it into my mouth and slowly started to go down on it. It responded and swelled to a full erection in my mouth. I was having trouble handling it so he held my head and guided it down into my throat. I was in heaven, the feeling of having my mouth and throat filled with this magnificent cock was overwhelming. I had never imagined that sucking a man's dick would be such a turn on. I went into overdrive and started sucking and bobbing up and down on that fucker like a mad man.
He opened his belt and pants to give me access to the full length of his cock and balls. He had a nice, thick bush and he had clearly been in the shower that morning as he smelled freshly washed with masculine soap and I inhaled deeply. I licked his big balls, taking each of them into my mouth and licked the back of his ball sac. I freed my rock hard cock and started stroking. I didn't know how long I could continue this without blowing my load.
He leaned down and started rubbing my crack, parting my cheeks and fingering my hole. I became anxious because I had never been fucked and was unsure if I was ready for this. He gently rubbed my hole and I started to feel another level of desire and started moving my ass up and down on his finger. He slowly inserted the tip of his middle finger and he could probably tell I was a virgin.
He leaned me over the toilet and gently started licking my hole. Fuck! A shock wave of pleasure went through my body. I whispered to him that I was a virgin and he asked me if I wanted him to be the first. I whispered back, "yes" and he answered "sweet". He took a condom out of his pocket and put it at the tip of his steel rod, I rolled it down on his cock with my lips and teeth. He took out a tube of lube and greased my hole and his cock and I leaned over the toilet.
He inserted his cock into me gently and the pain began. Fuck! It hurt! My cock went immediately limp. He was struggling to gain penetration and he told me to relax, which seemed to be an impossible task. He leaned over and started to gently nuzzle, lick and kiss my neck and this diversion helped me to relax until he was through my ring. He slowly started an in-out movement that was still quite painful. He continued to massage my neck and moved down to rub and tweak my nipples and that is when I was able to relax. His rhythm increased and the pleasure of being fucked by this 10 pounder kicked in. My cock sprang up again and I could feel my body heat up and I started panting. Yes! "Fuck me", I whispered and he started to fuck me with long deep strokes. I was totally in heaven, the sensation of that rock hard cock in my ass was driving me wild.
He continued the deep long strokes and my back began to naturally arch to meet the inward thrusts. I started to experience another wave of pleasure as he was hitting my prostate (which I had no concept of at that time). I stroked my dick and I knew I couldn't last much longer. I whispered "I'm cumming" and he increased the rhythm to match my stroking and I blasted 8 ropes of cum onto the wall and toilet. He continued fucking me for a few minutes, but I can't remember anything as I was lost in my own orgasm. He ended up blowing a huge load into the condom. I only remember that while he was pulling his cock out, I felt another wave of pleasure.He turned me around, gave me a full tongue kiss and I melted into his arms.
I was spent so I sat on the toilet and watched him get dressed. As he was leaving he said "same time next week, sport?" I enthusiastically nodded "yes". After he left, I sat on the toilet and reflected on this! Fuck! How hot was that?" I got hard again and rubbed one out before going up to study.
Sitting in the library that day, I could still feel where his 10 pounder had ravaged my hole and ended up jacking off 4 more times before going home....
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