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Christmas time I was home with family. My first semester at Penn State University was going decently. Mom and dad were happy to have me back, and despite my grades being less successful than high school, my professors and advisor believed in me. It did hurt to be under my usual 3.9, as my current grades barely crossed the 3.0 gpa. Yet some students had already dropped out. My roommate Bill was also great to have in my corner. What had started out as a friendship was now something more special. We now were now lovers, and my sister Kristyn knew intuitively. Women seem to know everything, but my mother kept things quiet.
Living in rural Pennsylvania, in coal country nonetheless, was not exactly LGBT friendly. There was always a simmering hatred, and in high school, a couple friends and I kept our mutual handjob fun secret. It's not like the klan was burning crosses, but certain boundaries were not to be mentioned. Being home I was pleased to see the open land, which prior to college had bored me. Now it was rather refreshing, and Bill and I were in constant contact over our cell phones. He was in Philadelphia, and some days I really missed him. My desire for him was rather rough, and seemed to cloud my joy at times. Was happy to exchange naughty pictures with him, and couldn't wait for him to be inside me again. It was primal , and I was excited thinking of our kissing and more.
Was relieved to be with family though. We did have a white Christmas, as our town got almost a foot of snow. Time with my parents and sister was a welcome change. Seeing my high school friends was wonderful, and I wasn't shocked Matt joined the army. His whole family was, so it was expected. Driving down the snowy roads, I was stunned that the town was becoming more impoverished. Lots of heavy people, drinking, and the cigarettes. The who knows what generation of Eastern European Americans, were becoming worse in their life choices. Mom and dad still had their jobs as teachers, and they told me scary stories about fentanyl use. Mom even had to Narcan one of her students. There were good times with board games, but I so was ready to go back to school. Academics were something I wanted to succeed more in the second semester. With determination I knew, that my grades would continue in an upwards trajectory.
Hearing Bill's voice on phone calls drove me crazy. After everyone I would watch porn, and have the vibrating dildo inside me. Shaving my cock and balls, I also got some small see through briefs in anticipation of him holding me. Having his way as he saw fit, as I deliriously wants him to fuck my brains out. Gay porn got me off, but it wasn't close to the adrenaline I felt, sucking his huge cock, or getting plowed by him. I constantly yearned for him, and came so hard thinking about his amazing aggression in bed. School could not start quickly enough. Simply put I needed him. He promised me, that the day we were back together, to expect to be be boarded by him. This made my balls full, as I really missed him. He was so passionate, and every time was a magical experience.
During the day time, I loved being with my family, but it was with consternation. At night I would put the dildo in me, and watching athletic young guys fucking a bottom non stop. I was literally a wreck. Having lost my virginity to him, was a lot like being under a spell. So wanted to kiss him, and ride his big throbbing cock, that always caused stretching. There were some cold showers too, as i was obsessed with kissing him all over. This couldn't go on forever, yet it felt like an eternity. So wanted to acquiesce to his desires. I so longed for him, and each day my feelings for him became more powerful. Yearning and yet he was so far away.
The day arrived. Mom and dad driving me back to what I considered home. It was rather melancholy, to say goodbye to family members. As per the usual, had to listen to the news coverage the whole ride. As usual pessimism on the radio, and was so tired of the political nonsense. The atmosphere with national parties scared me, and also many other people who are in the rainbow community. Dad and mom cheered me up on the way, as we got a meal at a favorite spot. Also they presented me with some cash, and a care package of delicious candies. They were both proud of me, and after the trip in, I did cry some tears in my dorm room. I was a lucky young man, although my mixed emotions caused me some angst. Barely slept that night, but as Bill would be returning soon, at least I know he would provide comfort. He was truly a good guy, and despite our regular romps, I valued and trusted him. This was quite huge, and for the first time in my life I was finding out who I was.
The alarm clock was so rude. That loud noise was obnoxious, but I got up and made some coffee. Went to get breakfast from the cafeteria, and saw my advisor. Looked like I had new classes, and I appreciated that he was so personable. A lot of college advisors don't care about their students, but Dr Graham was helpf up in every regard. He also helped me, to find a new on campus group, that helped freshmen turn their grades around. They met every Thursday evening, and I promised him, to get involved with them. At the time I didn't know it, but they were a support network, that delivered results for PSU students. Going in second semester, I was more confident. These grades were going go go up, no doubt about it.
Freshman year is quite stressful. The coursework was much more challenging than high school. Most guidance counselors probably mean well, but I found Mrs Garvey's assessment of university to be less than honest. On a plus note after breakfast, I knew it was time to take a hot shower. Only two more hours before Bill would be back, and my desire for him was in another universe. Also I got him some foods and drinks, for his imminent arrival. The steam was off the charts, as I lathered up. This was bound to be hotter and very soon. Back in the dorm I readied myself wearing my see through panty like briefs. I did this on purpose, as I was so damn hard, and wanted to get fucked viciously.
The door opened, as I took a puff off my marijuana cart. It was if we had just been together, as when that door closed he looked so damn hot. Those beautiful brown eyes, locks of brown shaggy hair. We kissed. Our lips locked and I smelled his screaming masculine cologne. That sports jersey and tight jeans were coming off. I made it apparent what was to transpire, as now we both were in our underwear. Our tongues danced like a symphony, and now it was raw heat of two men burning with desire. We could catch up later, but first we had to take care of our urges. I literally howled when he pulled my underwear off. His hands were magic, as he gently stroked my very sensitive cock and balls. He smiled mischievously at me, pulling off his underwear.
Oh wow he was completely smooth. Touching his hard large penis he moaned, and now we were in the middle of the dorm. French kissing and as his hands went around my hips, our cocks rubbing together was bliss of the highest order. Being held by him was an out of body experience, as our genitals together, and us kissing was a prelude to the inevitable. Grabbing his penis I got down on my knees. The carpet was rough, but I didn't let it impede me, as I loved his manhood in my lips. His face contorted, I knew our heart rates were off any chart.
I loved his cock in my tongue, and his precum was so delicious. His DNA down my throat I spit on his hard dick. Those smooth balls allowed me to suck on them, and his sack became more elastic like as I saw them going up. He was moaning and in a state of pure harmony, and I literally attacked his cock with every ounce of lust I had. He kept closing his eyes and screaming out, and I loved how I owned him. He was under my control.
Oh his musky notes. His cock was in my throat, and soon he took matters in his hands. He kissed me and said "let me cum inside you baby." That deep voice and touching his muscular chest was surreal. Soon I was pushed on the bed. Under him we kissed and he sucked and pinched my nipples. Without hesitation he took my cock in his mouth, and the wet saliva and hot heat made me quiver. My legs were buckling. It was so sexy to look into his eyes as he took me in his mouth. Soon I felt the finger in me, and he got the lube. Kissing my hole and feeling his tongue in me, I begged him to fuck me. This couldn't wait anymore.
It was if he intuitively knew. No words were exchanged, and he moved behind me. My knees and elbows on the bed, I did scream out a bit as he entered me. Hearing him say "oh baby you're so tight," ratcheted up my senses. His pulsating large cock popped in me, he deftly and gently slid more inside of me. I was literally feeling waves of pleasure, as he was absolutely hitting my gspot. That hard long cock was magic. Him and I moaned together, and I loved the sound of his balls clapping on my ass. He spanked me and I loved it. Yet despite being hypnotized, I wanted to be done differently.
Kissing him I put him on the side of the bed, and slid his erect long penis inside of me. Riding his soldier up and down, we kissed and he played with my hardness. It was a dream come true, as looking into each others eyes, and touching his chest as I controlled the tempo was heaven on earth. The bouncing sound, and oh I was singing. Touching his smooth perfect gonads with my right hand, he continued to jab my insides that stretched so nicely. It was a matter of when now, as we reached our moment together.
Up and down I went and he was completely in my insides. He was lost as I was, but like sailing boats we continued our mating ritual. Oh the warmth and the pleasure were beyond comprehension, and soon I locked up. The pulsating feel throughout my being was music to my heart, as I came all over him. Soon he put the cum in my mouth, so we could snowball my sperm. So sensual and kinky, as he was on the brink. His back arching up told me, and soon his cum shot in my ass with a fury never experienced before. It shot inside of me with its vicious heat, and him crying out in liberation was invigorating. The smell of sex in our aura, we kissed as I felt his final drops of cum inside me. His cock was going back to normal, but hs was still in my ass. I didn't want it any other way.
We were both a sweaty mess. He held me and we kissed. He said "did you miss me?" "Yes love I did." Finally we were both home with each other. The stretching had left me exhausted, and both of us fell asleep after this release of tension. A good rest it was, and being in his arms and in the bed, was a fantastic way to start the new semester. Home at last, as with Bill was always a special time.