What did I just do?
By Louis C. DePasquale
Hi guys, I am starting a new story I can see it playing out over a few chapters. This one starts kind of slow. The start of it is back story but there is some sex at the end of the first chapter. Let me know if this is something you guys want to read. I've got parts 2 & 3 mostly written. I will respond to everyone who takes time to give me some feedback. I see Feedback as a gift. louisd@cox.net
The usual disclaimers apply. This is my original work. If male on male sex doesn't interest you or your under age then don't read it. I would prefer no one post this on another site without my permission.
I know college is supposed to help expand your mind and open you to new worlds of experience but this week has just been too crazy to believe. Going from high school to college has been a rough transition for me. Everyone else seems to be making friends and adjusting but I just don't seem to fit in. I've tried making new friends trust me but there are so many new people that every time I open my mouth it just seems like gibberish come out. My parents named me Tim but as far back as I can remember I've been known as Rusty. Yup, I've got a head full of bright red hair and more than a few freckles. Growing up in farm country Pa was kool and I really enjoyed school but most of my time was spent working on my Dad's farm. I would have been happy to stay at home and work the farm like most of my friends did but my parents insisted that I go to college and experience more than life on a farm. I just don't think the kind of experiences I have been having this week is what they had in mind.
Ms. Reed my English comp professor suggested that I start keeping a journal of my private thoughts and feelings so here we are. I guess I should start by describing myself, I already mentioned the red hair and freckles. I just turned 19 a few months ago and I have green eyes. I got a pretty good build but just what years of farm work gave me. Even with the muscle I'm still a little on the lean side and weigh in at 195 lbs. I always had a good memory and did well in history so when they asked me what I wanted to major in I said history. I've never really had a problem getting laid the girls always seem to like me. My first time was with Becky Sue I was 15 and she was a year younger. We still hook up from time to time when neither one of us is dating someone. I have always been 100% straight masculine farm boy. Never looked at another dude and had any sexual thoughts.
My parents insisted that I sign up for a single sex dorm. I know, but they filled out the paperwork. I figured I could change it once I got here and move to a mixed sex dorm but apparently it doesn't work like that. The housing office told me that I couldn't change my living option till next semester. So I am stuck in a building full of roosters till January. My roommate and I get along pretty well. Tony is a Sicilian guy with a big family. When I moved in I met most of his family two older brothers, 1 younger brother, 3 sisters, a grandmother, and a pair of parents. I'm an only child it was crazy for a while. We share space with two other guys. We have a common living room, study area, and bathroom with two bed rooms. The other two guys are Mark and Adam.
Like I said in the beginning I am having problems making friends and that includes girl friends. The things that worked in high school just aren't working for me here. Trust me I have tried there are a half dozen cute girls in my classes that already shot me down. I've been here over a month and the only hand touching my junk has been my own in the shower. I need some way to work off the frustration so I decided to use the school's weight room. Farming is hard work and really pumps up your muscles and I kind of missed feeling it. So I took a quick course on how to use the machines and had one of the trainers set me up with a routine to follow. I really enjoyed my first workout but that's when all my problems started.
After my first workout I decided to take a quick shower before heading back to the dorm. I grabbed my shampoo and stuff out of the locker they had assigned to me and headed into what turned out to be an open bay shower set up with a dozen or so shower heads and temp controllers around the tile walls. There was already a couple of guys showering so I just found myself a shower head in the corner and started to clean up. I finished washing my hair and had just wiped the soap from my eyes when I saw it. A dude was washing his hair with his back to the wall and the first thing my eyes saw was his dick. Now I've always been told I had a pretty nice sized piece but this guy put me to shame, he had to have seven or eight inches hanging soft. I don't know why but I couldn't turn away I just kept staring at this guys junk. Once he finished washing up he opened his eyes and saw where I was looking giving me a look of pure disgust he grabbed his towel and left the shower.
I got myself together and headed back to my dorm room. What the hell had just happened? I mean I've been in group showers before and gone skinny dipping with friends a few times but never looked at another guys package. I had not only looked at his junk but I had stared at it till he left the shower thinking I was a fag getting off on his meat. After a few minutes I just pushed it out of my head thinking to myself I just need to find a girl and get laid and started studying. A few minutes later Anthony came into the room covered in sweat from the pickup basketball game he had just played. We made some polite conversation and he said he was going to jump in the shower. I looked up from the book I was reading to ask if he want to grab dinner after his shower just as he lowered his shorts and jock to the floor and right in front of my eyes was his dick. Just like before no matter how hard I tried I couldn't look away from it, he had about 6 inches same as me but he had skin hanging over the head of his piece. Lucky for me he grabbed his shower shit and never noticed me staring.
After his shower we grabbed dinner together and watched some tv before we both turned in for the night. I woke up in the middle of the night covered in sweat not sure why I woke up but glancing around the room I saw Anthony in his bed the sheet had fallen off his body and a hard on was tenting the boxers he was sleeping in. Drifting back to sleep I remember wondering what his piece looked like hard? I woke up the next morning scared as shit cause all I could remember dreaming about was Anthony and his hard dick. I glanced over at Anthony's bed but he was already up and out of the room.
That's when things really started getting freaky, I noticed myself checking out guys crotches as I was walking to class. I was beginning to think I was having a nervous breakdown. But no matter how much I wanted to I couldn't stop looking at the guy's crotches. The more I told myself to stop crotch watching the more I did it. Then I started to wonder as I was looking at the crotches how big the guy's dick was. I really started to freak out. I mean I couldn't be gay or anything...I mean gay guys don't get off on fucking chicks...and I knew that every time I fucked a chick I got off.
I got home from class and decided to take a shower to clear my head. I had just spent an hour in class and probably only heard 5 words the professor said cause I was inside my own head trying to deal with the shit that was going on. I striped down grabbed my shower kit and opened the bathroom door and there was my suit mate Mark drying off from his shower. My eyes when straight to his piece as he was apologizing for not locking the door on our side before he jumped in the shower. The next thing I heard was "dude cover that shit up I don't need to see you with a hard on!" I pulled my eyes off his dick, covered myself with my towel, turned bright red, and stammered out a sorry and moved back into my room closing the bathroom door.
I sat down on my bed and just started crying. A few minutes later I heard a knock on our bathroom door and before I could say anything Mark came walking through wearing a wife-beater and a pair of tight shorts. He stood in front of me and said don't worry about it man its no big deal. You just caught me by surprise coming in with a hard dick. He kind of chuckled and said "you were probably getting ready to choke the chicken like I just finished doing." I wiped the tears from my eyes and started to look up at him with a smile on my face but once again I got stuck at his crotch. He was wearing a pair of tight shorts that showed every inch of his dick, once again I couldn't take my eyes off it. With a snort he said "dude my eyes are up here", I was able to look away and we made eye contact for a minute,he got a strange smirk on his face and said “going to get some chow I'll catch you later."
A couple of days later Tony headed home for the weekend. I was trying to write a paper on the American Revolution and I was kind of stuck so I decided to take a break and smoke a bowl a habit I picked up from Tony. Just as I was packing the bowl I heard a knock on the bathroom door and Mark immediately just came in and asked if Tony was around. Then he saw me rolling the joint got a smile on his face and pulled out his lighter. After passing it back and forth I was feeling really good and in no mood to go back to studying.
We were sitting on my bed enjoying the buz when he picked up one of the books I was reading and said “fuck this shit, it's Friday night you should be enjoying yourself not studying." Once again my eyes ended up checking out his crotch, he laughed I looked up and he had this goofy grin on his face and asked my why I was always staring at his dick. I stammered and didn't know what to say. He smiled again and said that it was cool he had a friend who was gay, it didn't bother him. I got all defensive and said that no way was I gay...what the fuck was he talking about. He just kept smiling at me and said dude get over it you are what you are. The more I kept denying it the bigger his smile got.
Then I noticed that he was unbuttoning his shorts. I was like what are you doing and he said just getting comfortable. I knew that I should have thrown him out of my room but I just sat there and watched him unbutton and pull off his shorts. He wasn't wearing any boxers so I could see his dick, it was like half hard. He just sat there stroking it and it was like I was mesmerized cause all I could do was sit there and stare at it. Then all of a sudden if felt his hand on the back of my neck trying to push my face down toward his dick. I started to protest but he just kept shushing me. I tried to keep my head up but realized that my face was slowly moving closer to his dick. I had to put a stop this before things got anymore out of hand, I used all the strength I had left and said dude its not my thing! He just smiled at me and said that of course it was and started pushing my face back toward his dick.
To this day I have no idea why I didn't put up more resistance, I mean here I was a straight guy getting closer and closer to another guys dick. But I just let him push my face right into his crotch. Once my mouth touched his balls and my lips and nose where in his dick hair, he started rubbing my face all around. I could smell his manly odor. It was clear that he had been working out and hadn't showered yet cause of the strong scent coming from his nuts. After a minute or two he just started talking to me in this low monotone voice, my ears where straining to hear what he was saying. It was like; It's alright Rusty just stick your tongue out and just lick it a little that's all you have to do is lick it a little bit. I knew at the moment I could end the whole thing by pulling away and telling Mark no but instead I felt my lips opening and my tongue slipping between my lips and licking across the head of his dick. I can't describe to you how it tasted all I can say was that it blew my mind away. All of a sudden I couldn't get enough. I was licking the head of his dick like there was no tomorrow. And all the time he just kept encouraging me in that monotone voice.
Then I noticed the instructions changed he was telling me to lick his balls and I found myself doing that as well. My God it was like I was in heaven. His balls felt so good in my mouth. Then he told me to suck on his dick, I tried to resist, pulling my head up and telling him to fuck off, but it was no use. While my mind was thinking about how to tell him no, my mouth was hungrily sucking on his dick. He had to warn me a couple of times to watch my teeth but said I would get better with practice. Practice no way in hell was I going to do this again. I was working my way up and down what had to be a good 8 inch piece of meat. I was ok handling about 2 or 3 inches but his hand on the back of my head kept trying to push me down further and edge his dick into my throat. Every time he pushed down I started to gag and he would let up. My jaw was getting tired so I concentrated on just licking Mark's dick head. I could hear him moaning above me "that's it Rusty that's the way to make a man feel good". It may sound weird but a felt a real sense of pride that I was making Mark feel good.
After letting me work his head for a few minutes I could feel Mark grabbing my head again, “come on Rusty suck I for me baby, please just suck it a little. Your making me feel so good.” He was putting pressure on me so I went back to sucking his man meat. As I was working my head up and down I reached up and started to rub his balls. I also started to swirl my tongue around his meat as I worked my head up and down. I knew what felt good when a girl was blowing me and tried to do the same things for Mark. I must have been doing something right cause all of a sudden he started to rub my face and head “Oh God! Rusty O' man that feels so fucking good. Shirt I am so close. Keep sucking it just like that. O' shit I'm there..... I'm there.
Then I felt him stiffen up and I could feel his dick start to swell in my mouth. Then it happened He started to shoot his cum in my mouth. My mind said to spit that shit out, but instead I started to swallow it. Damn that shit tasted good. A little salty but sweet and bitter at the same time, I kept licking at his dick hoping there would be more and there was. He shot like 6 good shots of cum in my mouth. I still kept sucking, he had to pull my mouth off his dick cause it was getting too sensitive.
I sat back shocked at what I had just done. He just smiled at me and pulled his shorts back on. Then he looked down at my crotch and said I must have enjoyed myself. I looked down to see what he was talking about and saw a big wet spot over my dick. I had fucking nutted in my shorts while sucking him off. He got up to leave the room and I grabbed his arm and asked him, your not going to tell anyone are you? He just smiled and said no that he was planning on keeping my mouth all to himself and that he would see me soon.
I had no idea what was going on, I had just sucked my next door neighbor's dick and came while I was doing it. What the hell was going on with me. There was no way I was ever going to do shit like that again.
That was Friday night...my roommate was gone until Sunday night...if you want to hear about the rest of the weekend drop me an email and let me know.