This story is intended as a series about a young dom unlocking his desires and exploring. It's loosely based on some of my own experiences but I'm open to story suggestions.
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First year of uni was about to start. I'd packed all my shit into my car last night and was saying goodbye to my childhood bedroom, taking one last look in the mirror.
6'3", gym fit, cropped blonde hair, thick dark brows, tanned skin. I looked good and ready to be a king on campus.
My boyfriend came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waste and nuzzling his face into my back. I pulled the cutie round and cradled him into my chest. The year below, he'd be staying behind to finish his A levels while I went and lived it up at my dream uni.
"You gonna miss me baby?" I asked, kissing his head tenderly.
"Everyday" he replied, looking up at me with those dreamy green eyes and beaming up at me, tearing up a little "I've never been happier than this year with you Grant, the way you've looked after me... I love you"
"I love you too Jacky".
Little did either of us now how quickly I'd be betraying that trust and love. Or how frequently.
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The uni halls were buzzing when I moved in. Freshers pouring booze down each others throats, girls falling about in heels they could hardly walk in, and more gay guys than I could count strutting around, with more than a few checking me out.
The first week was a classic uni experience of debauchery, embracing the freedom from our parents. Smoking weed with the guy in the room next door to me. Making friends with a group of fun party girls and other gays. Drinking so much I vomited and got dragged out of a club. It was fucking great.
All the while I was texting and calling Jacky. We FaceTimed daily, exchanged selfies through the day and nudes at night. I missed him, not least because my hand was no substitute for sex with my adorable boyfriend.
But then came the turning point. My new group of girlfriends and gays had planned a night out at a big rave in some woods. One of the gays, Danny, had gotten everyone pills. I was nervous but as he pressed it into my hand and batted his eyelashes at me, I slowly took the pill from him and agreed.
Danny was a classic twink, so just my type. About 5'9", slim, brown hair and blue eyes, I couldn't help but guiltily notice he was cute. And it had been mentioned by a few oft he girls that they could see him flirting with me. I laughed it off and said I had a boyfriend, me and Danny are just mates. But deep down I knew they were right.
Anyway, we predrank and then took half our pills while on the way to the rave. That first time coming up was incredible - I felt so happy. We danced and chatted and took awful photos of ourselves. But as I came up more on the drug, I noticed it was having another effect on me. I was incredibly horny. As I danced I touched myself all over, pulled off my T-shirt to show off my muscled body, and found myself staring hungrily at the other bits around.
Danny didn't miss his chance. He too had taken his shirt off and was dancing closer and closer to me. Eventually we were pushed up against one another in the crowd and I could feel his slick back rubbing into my chest, his perky bum grinding against my leg. I was so high on the pills that it didn't even occur to me to stop it. I simply ground myself back into him, feeling my cock start to harden in my pants. I noticed how small the shorts he was wearing were, tight white, barely bigger than boxer-briefs and gripping his juicy little ass.
The only moment of hesitation came when he turned around. I knew he wanted to kiss me and I felt guilt run through me as I thought of Jacky at home - I hadn't even checked my phone for his messages since we got to the rave. But the pill had lowered my inhibitions and supercharged my sex drive. And Danny was looking up at me with his big, blue puppy dog eyes that sent tingles around my body.
We kissed. I don't remember for how long. All I do remember is the snarling touch of our lips as we snogged, our tongues exploring each other hungrily and his hands roaming over my body. Then we went home together and I cheated on Jacky for the first time.
It was in Danny's room, away from my pictures of Jacky. He led me in by the hand and got on his knees in front of me. I hadn't gotten head in nearly a week and my 18 year old cock was aching to be between this hot twink's lips.
He pulled off my shorts and then, more slowly, began to lower my boxers. As he revealed more and more of my cock I could see his face lighting up. Eventually it sprang out and he beamed.
"Jesus how big are you?!"
"About 8.5 inches" I said back, unable to suppress my grin.
He started sucking me feverishly. He gave head like I'd seen in porn. It felt incredible. His tongue swirled around my shaft as he cupped my balls and took as much of it down his throat as he dared. I was unsure how much to take control, Jacky always liked me to be soft and gentle with him, so I'd normally let him set the pace, but Danny seemed more up for some dominance.
I placed my hands on his head and started to buck my hips forward, but suddenly he pulled away. I thought I'd misread him when he beamed up at me, slobber on his chin, and said "I love it when tops get rough with me, fucking go for it Grant".
And so I did. I facefucked Danny the way I'd seen and jerked to in porn. Shoving my big dong down his throat and growling when I heard him choke or splutter. We went until I was close to cumming when suddenly he stopped.
Still slowly jerking my cock with his hand he asked "will you fuck me please Grant?"
Hearing him put on that sweet, cute voice for me and seeing those big eyes sent shockwaves to my cock. I felt like a god.
"Fuck yes".
"How do you want me?"
"Doggy"
Predictable I know now but it was my favourite position and Jacky hardly ever said yes to it because he want to look into my eyes. No concern with Danny though.
He got on all fours on the bed and for the first time I saw just how good his ass was. It seemed to be the only place on the skinny frame that he stored any fat, so plump and smooth.
I lubed up my cock, lined myself up behind him and slid in. We fucked hard, hopped up on the thrill of a new partner and the pills.
I slammed my big clock into his tight hole and he pushed himself back against me. I found myself letting loose in a way I never could with Jacky, spanking this sluts ass, pulling his hair, spitting on his back.
He moaned wildly as I railed him, begging for more, telling me I could do whatever I want with him. At some point one of my thick arms wrapped around his neck and choked him, yet he carried on backing his ass into my cock.
I loved the way it jiggled as my thighs slammed into him. The noise of our skin slapping together such a turn on.
Eventually I couldn't hold on anymore and I sprayed into this hole, letting out a a shuddering groan as I came.
We collapsed onto the bed, exhausted from the rave and our hard fuck, and quickly fell asleep, my messages from Jacky still unanswered.
Thanks all, come back for part 2...