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Over winter break I enjoyed being home with my parents and younger sister. Marianne was continuing our family tradition, of excellence in academics. All of us were proud, that she was a member of the National Honor Society. Her high school was very competitive being considered a magnet one, due to the focus on math and sciences. Mom had thought her GPA would drop, but it had increased significantly. She was going to be more successful than all of us. I was pleased that my first semester at University of Pennsylvania had exceeded expectations. Both of my parents were concerned my first year with 18 credits, including advanced classes, would cause me considerable consternation. Yet being 18 I was full of energy. There were late night study sessions, with truly disgusting flavors of energy drinks.
Christmas events in town were fun. I was happy to see my former high school classmates. One night we all got together, for a solemn memorial service for our classmate Bryan. He was such a nice guy, and to think at only 18 in a military training exercise, there wasn't a dry eye in the house. Bryan was our senior class president, and not one of us were surprised he chose the military. Actually between tears, we had some laughs, that maybe the army had chosen him. What a sad time for our small community, and his mom and dad were grateful when we stopped by their home to pay our respects.
It is hard to look at them. They were glad and sad to see us. Melancholy defined. Many of us went to the quarry area. We were doing what we did as high schoolers, drinking beers and smoking weed. A few vaped now, and I took a hit while drinking. Jason was there, which was awkward, as we had been a couple for several years. He respected my decision to end the relationship as we were at different universities far apart. Yet as I drank more, I knew that look of lust that he was now exhibiting. Looking away as if to deter it, I huddled closer to the young guys and gals I had grown up with. Part of me desired him, but his body language made me think, that he probably was in a relationship. I didn't want to be the other lover. Sure what we had was special, but I wondered if being with him would hurt another soul. There was some awkward conversation, stunted in many ways. He looked so sexy, but I knew the jig was up.
Later that evening I got off on gay porn. Watching a daddy type plunge a twink, was so damn hot that the load was scary huge. My shaved cock and balls delivered the goods, as I also had fantasies of Jason bending me over. He was the one who took my virginity, and also I was attached to him because of that. Everyone knew I was gay since late elementary school, and most on our community were supportive. I was so lucky to have a loving family, and I knew it was normal to have feelings for the first lover who completed me. Of course like other gay boys and men, there were mutual handjobs and blowjobs, but being pounded by Jason as he kissed me still had me quivering. Finally relaxed in the bed, I knew that during the break, I'd have to get a new plug. It had been considerable time since I'd gotten my beloved cock in me, and once the spring semester I had my eyes out for a lover.
Matthew was in my political science class. He also had joined me in the intramural soccer league. Such a handsome guy. As most gay men knows the vibes were there. He looked so great in the shower, and I had to bite my lips to keep from being so obvious. Yet his confidence, swagger, and rugged good looks made me feel the desire for him even more severely. Tall, with gorgeous blond hair, green eyes that shined, and those succulent lips I wanted to feel upon mine. We had become quite close, and despite living aways from each other, we had been texting each other back and forth. He was playing a lot of soccer with his high school classmates. I enjoyed the pics and video, but ultimately I wanted to lay down held by him.
Instead as I got home, I had to fill my ass with a poor substitute. Although with the porn and my g spot getting pulsated by the plug were wonderful, I needed Matthew to stick that giant cock of his in me. As I moaned watching the young couple fuck in the woods, I thought about kissing him, as I rode him til he blew his load on me. Those succulent large egg shaped balls on my cheeks, I was delirious with desire. Shooting my load I knew it was time to return to go back to the university before I got caught up in a tryst. My being in heat without compounding things, as I needed to be bred properly. I was constantly hard, frustrated, and needed to be bent over.
To be continued.