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Terry
This semester was going well. Finally in my sophomore year, I was getting grades that I was used to. Nineteen and going from boy to young man, my confidence with math and science classes was burgeoning. Yes English and the arts were still an Achilles heel. Also I was happy with my college mural soccer team. Playing my favorite sport again, I liked being out in Umbro shorts and spikes. Definitely a confidence booster. At 5'8 and 150 or so, I wasn't going to make the basketball or football team. True I played receiver in high school two years, but no scholarships showed the extent of my on the field prowess.
Yet this Friday morning before classes, I thought about that 35 yard touchdown I caught a couple years back. It was truly exciting, and it guaranteed our Warhawks made the playoffs. Yes we didn't go far there, but the part of being on a team was thrilling. I had a good group of friends. Yes it was a very masculine enterprise, but even with my shaved pubes and femininity on display, I was accepted as one of the players. Even our cocksure quarterback, who was an asshole, praised me in practice or after catches of that magnitude. Sure there were some missed catches here and there, but for our school I was considered clutch. This made me fairly popular, although no one touched the quarterback Joe, who was beloved by our entire town. His ego grated on us all.
My apple phone made the noise, and I walked out to physics with Dr. Tsailas. He was a quirky professor, probably aged out of any other career, but I always liked his classes. Being at a fairly large university, the eighty students left the intimacy used to in the rear window of life. Yet every class we all learned something new. As he went to work on his smart board, we observed him get animated about protons again. He was so vigorous for a man his age, and passionate about scientific discoveries. As he went into other math formulas to use with these, my phone vibrated. Looking at the screen I smiled. My lover Travis wanted me at his off campus house tomorrow. Oh yes. I'd definitely have sex with him, and the big stud a year older than me, would absolutely be satisfied. He sent me a nude pic, and I felt my jeans tighten up, as I saw his chiseled body, blue eyes, Slavic cheeks, and gigantic cock erect at the ready. I needed that.
Now distracted, I was able to survive Dr Tsailas. Again I loved his class, but hearing from Travis put me in heat. As our professor talked, I thought about how we had met at a frat party. Also our first time. At 6'4 and 230 or so I figured he was hung based on that, and the index finger technique. Yet he was 9 plus inches and thick, with low hanging balls that were worthy of the Greek Gods. He was my Herculean man, and I always wanted to be with him, as we had a great connection. It was so nice to be cared for by him, although in bed, he was animal like. Rabid perhaps as he just had his way, and even if somehow something was pressing, I'd bend over for him anyplace or anytime. It was always an enthusiastic yes, and I knew tomorrow was going to be intense. Tonight I'd prepare to be boarded, and get through my advisor time. Dr Quinn was close by, so after class I visited her for fifteen minutes. She was kind, and it always made me laugh, when she'd hand me condoms. This was well intended, as she was correct that gay males were susceptible to STDs. Yet I smiled. Even if I wanted Travis to wear one, it would have to be extra large. The university student health center didn't have them. Maybe Travis could fit these Lifestyles on a finger.
Had a good lunch, and then went back to my dorm. As usual I had to, despite campus being progressive, shaved my private parts in the shower discreetly. The same with my butt plugs that I hid in my towel. The shower curtain being black helped, and my 6 inch cock, balls, and other areas were groomed quickly. Seeing the soap take off my dirty blonde pubes still left to the drain, my penis did get hard as I stretched. My ass was always tight, but it needed a little work before encountering Travis. Yes this would only minimize the initial pain probably, as I used Guinness World Record lube amounts on him and my hole. Yet it was my goal to pleasure him, and after hiding everything in the towel, I stood in my grey boxers. Looking in the mirror I shaved my stubble. Travis loved me smooth everywhere, and these Dollar Shave Club razors got rid of the stache sand scruff. My long platinum blonde hair, and my green eyes looked sultry in anticipation. Jose walked by me again naked. He was so doing this on purpose, and damn was he sexy. Dark skinned and well developed, all he had to do was step up. I wasn't going to make the first move. Back in r the dorm I was horny. Going to my MacBook I watched gay porn and came all over a paper towel. It was so past time, as the thickness and texture made this obvious. Ate some dinner, and watched Ozark to fall asleep.
The bathroom tiles were so cold on my exposed knees. As I took Jose's cock in my fingers, his eyes rolled up, and even more so when I started giving him head. Oh wow the precum was already coming out onto my lips, and I gobbled him up. All the way down as he grabbed my hair, and pushing me right into his crotch. Touching his balls with my palms, they were tightening up, and soon even more of his sperm was on my tongue. There was a noise, and out of my peripheral vision, I saw fellow college students naked. All rubbing other guys penises, and some of them kissing. They were turned on by my work, as I was on my knees doing what I could, to have my mouth full of Jose's cum. I was hard seeing the guys engaged, knowing they full well approved the blow job skills I was showing in their presence. Soon a finger was in my ass, and the sensation was warmth and erotic joy. Oh yes I gobbled up Jose with more tenacity, spitting on his thick shaft, and just making him see stars only visible in his eyes. He was making guttural noises, and his legs were becoming rubbery. I had him where I wanted to, and it was Anthony's finger that kept going further in my insides. Sensory overload as Jose gasped, and I held on to his penis, despite the electricity of this all. It was so intense.
The alarm clock went off, and I realized this was just a dream. Hard and naked, I hit the button, then got back into bed. I so wanted to masturbate, but knew in one hour or so, that load would be shot due to Travis knowing my g spot so well. Was definitely in the mood now, and I remembered the parts of my dream where I went down on Jose in front of other guys. I always had an exhibitionist/voyeur side, and Travis promised when it warmed up, that he'd take me somewhere outdoors to fuck me in front of other people. It didn't matter who, although obviously I desired guys, but what made me horny was the idea of other humans seeing me naked getting reamed. Travis smiled when I said "on a picnic table." He would find a way. As for performing under pressure, he once did me in secret while my roommate slept. Sadly Charles had dropped out, but on a plus note I now had my own room. It was decorated to my style, and also the furniture was rearranged. Yet I was going to leave my comfortable pad, as Terry had texted me to show up in the pink panties. In his bedroom with these on, they barely fit, but this is what he wanted. "I'm game," was my response.
Closing the door, I was off to his house. In my grey sweatpants and Russell Athletics sweatshirt, with the pink panties underneath. Today it was established fast that I'd be his bitch, so I knew walking to his house, would be easier than walking back. Yet this turned me on. It was a pleasant day, with mostly sun, and a couple cumulus clouds here and there. The university streets were busy, and lots of students were throwing footballs and frisbees around. "Hi Terry!" Jennifer from my art history class. She gave me a big hug, and asked me if I would like to go shopping. "Not today but how about tomorrow?" At first she seemed disappointed, but smiled and said "you're off to your mans house, aren't you?" Flushed red I confirmed the obvious. She had such a way with words. "Get some dick for me, as this semester I haven't got lucky." Laughing I promised her to, and she went off to what looked like the college book store. A few streets over was his old battered white home he had rented. Knowing what to do, his blue Mustang was out, but he'd be there soon.
Once inside I got a glass of water from his Brita filter. Damn that was good. Walking in his bedroom, I left my clothes on his couch, and waited for his arrival. The lacy pink panties looked good on my thin waist, and it was his favorite thing for me to wear. Anything to make my man happy, I could see in the mirror my shaved package protruding from the sides. My nice apple shaped ass was ready as it could be, and my heart rate increased for the inevitable. It had been a week and his sex drive was Adonis like. He would be aggressive, and while I would climax, the beginning wouldn't be a cinch. Sure enough the front door opened, and I heard his distinctive gait. He put what sounded like groceries in the fridge. As I anticipated in pink, his room door opened to glasses and a bottle of red wine. He knew what to do, and I kissed him, along with hugged him for his thoughtfulness. His lips salty and sweet, the overpowering Le Male cologne that always made me desire him even more. Damn he was so sexy, and laid down next to me. We caught up with each other, drinking wine and kissing. I knew my tongue or his tongue, was just the beginning of our mating ritual.
As we drank wine and talked, the warmth and intensity rose. His hands on my chest lit me up more, and soon I had him down to his green briefs. Oh wow he was so hard, and a big pre cum spot was obvious. The smells of his perfume, sweat, and masculinity drove me to him even more. Absolute desire. Kissing I touched his chest, massaged his back, and eventually got those pesky underwear off. Kissing him all over and stroking his enormous penis, he was surging as I touched his giant balls with tenderness. Finally after he grabbed me for a kiss, I had him right where I wanted to. In my mouth. His penis made my jaw contract, as he was so big, but so damn tasty. That musky scent became even more pronounced, as my nose was in his groin, and his cock was all mine. Up and down I went, and he seemed to be lost, with that gorgeous smile of his. Even the bed bounced as I swallowed his huge monster in my lips. Pulling them as tight as I could, he was howling now, as I had him all the way into my throat. I owned him. He was under my spell.
His thick throbbing cock was mine. He was catatonic. At one point he tried getting up, speaking in what could only be gibberish. I gently pushed him down on the bed, and as my penis was hard in the panties, I guzzled him up to every corner of my mouth. He could see his cock head popping in my cheeks. Oh yes that 9 inches was all my property, as the musky sweet smell of him oozing in my taste buds. How I loved his flavor. Seeing his chest rise and fall, and his fingers and toes curling with sexual erotic pleasure. Swirling his balls, I licked up these salty gonads, making them swollen up even more. Purple and so full of cum, I wanted his factory to know of my presence. Rimming him and sucking his testes more, he finally grabbed me by the hair and put me on the bed.
His blue eyes. That sweaty blonde hair. He touched my crotch in the panties and the waves of his familiarity went through me. "Please do me!" I couldn't help it anymore as just not wanted but needed him inside. As his fingers pulled my panties off my cock was fully erect and he smiled at me. "You're so hard baby. You ready?" We kissed again and he took my genitals in his mouth. His eyes looking at mine. Had I gone to heaven as what I felt was pure bliss although damn did I need to be fucked. Properly too. He glazed all over my cock and balls, and soon those thick fingers were in my ass along with his tongue. The familiar sound of lube squeezed on his manly hands, and I got probed and layered by it. My hole was stretched, full of lube, and as we kissed I put it all over his dick. Oh I just loved putting it on there and feeling and seeing this glaze sliding all over his horse sized package.
"Ride me." His voice was so masculine, and I followed him without a second thought. First I placed my hole against him reverse cowgirl. Down bit by bit I went. He moaned and said "oh God you're hot like an oven!" He was breathing so sexily, and I almost gasped as I slid down towards his base. Biting my lips. Almost there. Finally the sound and feeling of success, as he started to pump me as I rode him. It was an all body experience, and soon I turned around. Kissing and playing with his nipples while bottoming was my favorite, and I just adored and desired Travis. Oh yes he had the mirror out so I could see him penetrating me, and this was too much. I howled as he kept his throbbing dick going up and down, and as I watched this, I felt the purge of my balls tightening up.
Soon he was plowing me from behind. He was so strong. His hands spanking me, holding my waist, and touching my back was overwhelming. Jagged inside he was tearing me up, but I only encouraged his cock to burrow in me even further. He was in another dimension, and looking back I got turned on by how much he was. I couldn't hold it. Despite trying he was hitting bullseye on my prostrate. His cock bouncing into it and by it, I couldn't hold the fire down below. Screaming with joy I came all over his bedsheets. Gallons of my sperm flew out, and I heard him say "I love it when you cum." I definitely enjoyed this brief escape from reality, as after the primary explosion my ejaculate kept rolling out.
Travis was hammering me hard. I bit my lips to push my ass into him. His balls bounced off of mine. He was literally doing me with all of his 20 year old stamina, and despite the squeezing pressure, I used my muscles to hold on even firmer to his succulent penis in my backside. He was shaking and yammering. Soon it just happened, as he shot a hot load that was beyond humongous. Continuing to plow he finally emptied his balls inside of my rear end, and soon we were holding each other. Drained but happy. Falling asleep in his arms, we both knew after a shower later, that we would continue this afternoon delight.