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This past weekend had been incredible, as it was my first time in a threesome. My lover Travis had surprised me, and having fun with Devin was a thrill in every sense of the word. I was still walking different going to and from classes. Their big cocks had definitely made an impression, and I was handling my twenty one credits as best as I could. Why was my calculus class so far from the dining hall? After a lunch or various food cuisines, I was full and yet still athletic and in good shape. Running off to Dr Armenian's class, I was able to burn some calories, despite being too young to worry about that. At 21 I was 5'8 and 150 pounds, with a emo look. A lot of other gay guys were into my platinum blonde hair and green eyes. One guy in my dorm told me gals drunk "I wanna cum on your black fingernails." He wasn't really my type, but have to admit it did turn me on a bit.
Yet my special guy was Travis. 6'4 blonde and with piercing blue eyes, his parents were born in Russia. He had those Slavic cheeks and chiseled masculine jaw, that made my knees buckle just thinking about. I always wanted to be with him, as no lover compared, and I so wanted to move into his off campus apartment next semester. Not only could I sleep with him every night, the logistics of shaving my pubes and using butt plugs hiding in the shower, were fairly challenging to contend with. Sure it made me horny to stretch my hole, as classmates were showering in stalls next to me. Plus Jose showed me his beautiful cock and body here and there, and perhaps one day I'd just have to bend over for him. He was so handsome, and definitely swung the way I did. We used to check each other out, and he was well equipped.
Yet my love was Travis. He had taught me so much, and physically, emotionally, and mentally was so good of a match. I had only one lover in high school, and while I lost my virginity to Matt, Travis was the one who showed me what I didn't know existed. Love and pure physicality at the same time. Seeing him on or near campus, my heart would skip a beat, and my hole would inevitably be ready for him to board me. Our relationship had started out first traditionally as friends, and a night of drinking finally, had led to the destiny of being pounded by this tall hunk. He was rugged and masculine, where I was smooth to please him, and ready to do whatever he wanted me to do. I wanted him to continue wanting me, and being the man to kiss me as we laid in bed together. For now I had to be content with his pictures of us on my cellphone, or the bottle of his Polo Blue cologne that was my favorite. I associated him with this scent, and it made me both rabid along with miss him as I opened the bottle and felt sentimental and craving him.
He was a junior and going for his masters. I wished he'd finish his program slower, and also that one day we could live together. Dreaming of cooking him dinner, doing his laundry, and greeting him at the door when he arrived were in my thoughts constantly. It would be an honor to hold hands with him, embrace, and be between his legs after a tough day at work. To make things better I would suck his nine inches until he came in my mouth, or exploded inside my ass to see stars and breathe with pleasure. That would be a daily event as he had a high drive, and would always be able and willing to dominate and pursue me his he saw fit. Being his bottom and best friend, that is what I so wanted us to experience together daily. Until then I saw him here and there on campus, despite us being in different paths of higher learning. We were going to try to do a few electives next year together, but with a university as large as ours, there were no guarantees. Most of our classes has 100 to 150 students. This made learning less personable, but him and I thrived in this format. We both were on the deans list, and set to graduate at least cum laude.
Later this week was an academic break, so I already knew what was expected of me. After classes I went to my dorm, and got my shower bag. Inside were my lubes and butt plugs. Soap top of course. The hot water pouring down me, I thought of what it was like to kiss Travis, and what it was like with his hands around my waist. Oh yes he gently massaged my balls from behind, and I could feel his gigantic cock and balls plowing into me. As the plugs went inside me I got harder. The factory started to fire up. Soon my penis was fully erect, and as I put the plug in further I came all over the place. It felt so good and I liked watching my thick sperm go down the drain. Shaking happily I made my groin smooth with the razor, and walked out with a towel on. Jose was walking in a stall, and seeing his olive colored private parts, he was certainly an exhibitionist. Smiling I walked back to my dorm room. Dropping off my towel I was smooth where it mattered. Crawled into bed and watched a movie, yet my thoughts were on my guy. Finally snoozing under my sheets, it was good to get rest for the inevitable.
One last day of classes. Checking my phone, I was expecting a message from Travis. Yet there was nothing there. Admittedly I was pent up and thinking maybe he forgot about me, but after a biology class, I saw what he wanted to do. "Show up to my house, and prepare to worship my cock. I'm going to drive my manhood in you so hard you'll scream." The kissing and fire emojis made me hard yet, I had to grimace for a couple seconds. Our last one one one session he had torn me up. Sure I enjoyed it, but it was intense and a bit more than even I had anticipated ahead of time. He just was all man, but I smiled going to another arts class, as I knew tomorrow was to be a good one. I also was aware to just walk in and take my clothes off, as his apartment was his Dominion to do what he wanted to do. And I was fine with that, as I wanted to satisfy him completely. Yet there was the butterflies of what was to happen. We texted each other throughout the day, mostly memes, but also he let me know he hadn't cum in several days and I was going to "get it." I winced and smiled at the same time. Going to bed that night, I once more did some work in the shower with my hole, and mentally prepared for what was coming my way. It was a certainty.
Waking up I got my coffee maker going, and ate some fitness bars. I walked in the relative warmth with my mesh underwear with the front button on, and the thong in the back. It was a comfort thing for me, as it's what I had worn the first time he had me. My tight jeans and t shirt showed my lithe body, but as I opened the unlocked door I stripped my clothes off. Vulnerable. Yet it was kinky. I was to wait for my lovers appearance. It was his assignment to decide how long I'd have to wait, but I laid down in his king sized bed fully exposed. Looking at the mirror on the wall I could see my young naked body, and I just knew that I had to make Travis relax more. He was the alpha and I was the beta. The door creaked and I heard his heavy boots. The Slavic stunner was back, and he would decide what was going to happen and when. I was merely there for the ride. He came in with khakis and a blue t shirt on, and looking at his crotch, it was obvious that he liked what he was looking at. My goodness he was so hung, and as he took off his t shirt, I grabbed his package through the pants. Massaging his nether regions I had his attention, and even more so when I took his pants off.
His boxers came flying off, and I instantly started to stroke his gigantic cock and balls. Oh yes he had big low hangers that were warm to the touch, as was his penis and scruffy brown pubic hair. He liked it when I went through there with my fingers, and with his increased breathing and heart rate I was seeing progress. Moaning he was throbbing, and soon he started to massage my hard private parts. My legs opened for him automatically. It was if there was an instinct to be submissive and ready for him always. Kissing his lips I put him down gently on his bed. Our lips connecting as we grinded together, and our tongues met for a mating dance that we were quite familiar with. Electricity coursed through us, and soon his hammer was under my testes as we kissed with even more vigor and defying of physics. His strong fingers touching my nipples, it was if a volcanic sun of passion had just exploded everywhere as I was his jelly. He had me where he wanted, and I was submissive to every whim of his. Tuned in and ready to be turned out.
"Let me suck you baby." He continued to kiss my neck as I was reeling from the sensory overload. I so wanted him in my mouth. That big cock belonged in my lips, as I wanted to take over ownership for a little while. His taste and that musky smell, were one imprinted in me at the molecular level. As he moved over I moved in. Taking his big penis in my hands, I licked up and down his shaft, before taking him into my slobber loaded mouth. He spasm'ed a bit. Oh yes the heat of my temperature, was making his rise even more. Soon he was a panting mess, and as I looked at his eyes, I could see those baby blues dancing. He was moaning with pleasure of the highest extreme, as I had him right where I wanted him to be.
I baptized his penis and went as deep as I could. Sucking his balls one at a time, he was speaking in some unknown language, but one that was caused by bliss. Stroking his balls too, and that very errogenous pubic hair, he was set on a trajectory that led to more precum going into my mouth. Such a sweet taste. I was right at home. Yes my jaw had to work hard due to his length and girth, but it was a labor of love as I could taste him even more. His fists grabbed the bedsheets. I loved his manly hands, and the smell of his sweat and cologne meshing together as I went up and down on him. Using my tongue on his head swirling, I was rewarded with more, when all of a sudden he grabbed my face and kissed me.
Pushing me down, I was soon filling up in his mouth. Semi hard to fill on, it was a ravenous sensation. Travis took his long hair out and I could feel it on my waist and legs. As he looked me in my eyes, I lost control a bit, and could see my DNA on his mouth. He was so damn handsome, and as he slurped my rod in his mouth, the lube and his fingers entered my rear end rather quickly. I couldn't scream out. Locked up I was feeling my inhibitions disappear fast, and the stretching with his fingers was feeling so damn good. A perfect rhythm. In and out along with around, as my interior walls were primed for him to have his way with me. My legs by themselves opened up for him, and soon I saw he had a mirror. I just about lost it seeing him probe my butt, and I knew what I'd be seeing soon. It was such an amazing experience, and the pleasure was very real and cemented in so many ways. As he touched my testicles, his fingers retracted, I was informed to "bend over." Without hesitation I assumed the position.
Travis was gentle but he was too fucking big. The pain at first was overwhelming, but as we eased into it, I pushed down and felt him going in further. My cheeks spanked I was his bitch, and felt the ways he moved and throbbed in my g spot. It was if defying gravity, as his swollen up monster was like a giant pipe cleaner. I was in fact getting plumbed and I loved it, as his hands on my waist just made me feel passionate. Taking him inside me was my way of showing my love and commitment to him. He was my man and he could do whatever he wanted to do with me. Soon I was riding him.
Looking at the mirror I could see only his balls hanging out of my ass. He was all the way in, and this visual made me so fucking horny. It's one thing to feel a big hard penis in you, but watching it at the same time was a major turn on. Playing with his low hanging balls, he moaned with pleasure. I loved how his scrotum was on my palms, and my fingers touched his tanks of sperm. We kissed again and the two being one of our dynamics was unreal. We bounced together and worked as a team. I could no longer hold back, and as his big boy was all the way in me, I howled in primal appreciation as I came all over the place. It was an all body experience, and as I came he got even harder.
Soon he was on top of me, and was kissing me. It was surreal. Smelling his cologne again, our eyes in each other's, we were one on every level. His big penis had wrapped in the shape of my insides as he plowed away, and the lube sounds plus his hopping in me were impossible to ignore. I wanted him to finish in me. It was so good to have his seed inside me, and I said "cum inside me baby. Fill me up." My bottom was getting sore but such a pleasant experience as he slid back and forth in me. His breathing increased as we kissed. Oh yes it was that time. Soon he started to moan which led to almost full moon howling, as he exploded in my rear end and clenched me even harder. I was his cum deposit, and as he continued spraying our sperm in my insides, he kissed me with even more vigor. We both fell asleep as this was intense and unrelenting. In his arms I felt safe, and waking up with him we went at it again, as his shower became a new spot for me to be deflowered by him. The soapy suds and hot water made it different than experienced. On the following day after making him breakfast and him cumming in my mouth, I knew what we had was special indeed.