For those of you who followed my first few stories in Drive In Movie Encounters in the High School section, you will remember Paul and I had discovered the joy of M2M sex during the last few weeks of our senior year of high school and found a few other guys who felt the same during the summer after graduation. I will try and recall a few of the encounters we had during our college days.
Once again, as a reminder, the events in the following stories did actually happen. I have changed the names, locations, and ages in some cases. By taking some liberties with the facts, this should be considered a "semi-factual" story. Please excuse any slip ups in putting modern technology back in the late 1950's as I did a few times in previous stories. We take so many modern conveniences for granted, it's hard to believe they haven't been around forever.
The following contains detailed descriptions of sex between boys and men of different ages. If you are offended by this type of story, please do not read them. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy them.
Drew & Paul; College Encounters: Part One, Freshman Year 1959
Chapter One; School Year
Paul and I had arrived at the state university a few days before official registration. We were able to check into our dorm room early since we had pre-registered. Our room was small, but neatly arranged with two single beds against opposing walls, with a small chest beside each. A pair of good size closets were at the other end of the room, with built-in shelves and study desks between them. There was even a small fridge. We shared a bathroom with the adjoining room, which was empty so far.
The college was located about 2 miles from a reasonably large city. After the small town we hailed from, it seemed like New York City! There were the usual student hangouts; a few lounges and beer joints for those old enough to drink...or sneaky enough to secure fake ID's. We were surprised to find that, on the outlying areas, there were one or two gay bars, and even some adult theaters. Nothing like this was allowed back home.
Paul and I didn't waste any time in christening our new home. We had barely gotten unpacked when the urge struck us. I was stretching to put my suitcase on top of my closet when Paul came up behind me and put his arms around my waist and unbuttoned my jeans, saying "Finally, we're here! A whole new life! Let's celebrate"! His hands quickly shoved my jeans down and grasped my hardening dick thru my briefs. "Mmmmmmm, I've missed the taste of this beauty long enough! I can't wait to get my mouth on it".
I covered Paul's hands with mine and whispered, "It's all yours babe. I want to feel you in me too". Paul urged me to turn around and our mouths fused together, tongues exploring. As his hands moved inside my briefs to stroke my cock and play with my ass, I unbuttoned and unzipped Paul's shorts. I quickly discovered he had on no underwear and my fingers closed around his throbbing dick.
We had both gone thru a growth spurt, but Paul had outdone me by a few inches. He was now pushing 6 feet and weighed about 160 pounds. His body had filled out some, but he still retained the sleek swimmer's body. His dick had grown to just over 7 inches. I, on the other hand had decided that I would never see the other side of 5' 10". I had kept my weight steady around 155 to 160, but my cock was going to stay about 6 1/2", I guess. At least it had gotten a little thicker.
My briefs joined the jeans at my ankles and I stepped out of both, kicking off my sandals. Paul pulled my shirt over my head, leaving me completely naked. He quickly took off his remaining clothes and we moved to the nearest bed, still locked in a deep kiss. The back of my knees bumped into the edge of the bed and Paul gently laid me out flat on my back, pressing his hard body on top of mine. Our dicks rubbed together bringing moans from both of us as things heated up rapidly.
We turned around and assumed a 69 position, with our heads resting on the other's thigh. We got down to some serious sucking and quickly brought one another to the brink of cumming. "I'm close, Paul" I groaned "You're gonna get me off...You're gonna make me cummm...Mmmmmm...gonna cum...gonna cum!" Paul wet a finger and slipped it up my quivering ass as he doubled his efforts on my pulsating dick, which pushed me over the edge. "Ohhhhh...that did it...I'm cumming...I'm cumming...Oh, God...Oh, God...Urrrgh...Cuuuummmmmiiiinnnnggg"! Several powerful spurts of cum blasted into Paul's sucking mouth as I emptied my balls.
Paul didn't give me time to recover, pulling me bodily up from the bed and backing me over to one of the desks. My ass plopped down on top of the desk, and Paul dropped to his knees, lifted my legs high and buried his face in my ass. I almost blacked out from the intense pleasure I felt as his tongue circled the winking hole, before plunging inside. "Ahhhh, Yeeeessss...Rim me good babe...get me good and wet"! I felt a finger slide in and start massaging my prostrate (Yeah, we had finally found out what we had been calling 'the spot' was really called). My hips were jerking uncontrolably as wave after wave of erotic feelings shot thru my body. "Oh, man! Fuck me Paul! Slide that beautiful cock in my ass and fuck me"!
Paul stood up and quickly lubed up his cock and my ass with KY, lifted my legs over his shoulders and pressed the head against my ass. It went in to the hilt without the slightest resistance. We froze in that position for a moment, looking into each other's eyes. I could feel Paul's dick throb and I squeezed my ass as hard as I could, milking him with my inner muscles. "Ahh, yes...that feels good", he sighed. Then, with an agonizingly slow motion, Paul withdrew his dick until the head was stopped by the tight grip of my sphincter. He then pushed just as slowly back in until I could feel his pubic hairs against my butt.
"Don't tease me" I groaned, "Give it to me. I want to feel your balls bounce off my ass. Fuck me good and deep". Paul's movements started to pick up speed, as my ass tried to gobble his dick. I could hear the slap...slap...slap of his hips as his thrusts raised me off the surface of the desk slightly. Paul was nearing climax in a hurry and I urged him on, "Yes...Yes...Yes, fuck me, give it to me, all of it, all of it, cum for me, baby...cum for me". "Unngh...Unngh...Oh yeah...I'm gonna cum...gonna cum in your ass Drew...Here it comes...Here it comes...Arrrgggghhh...Unngh...Unngh...Unngh"! I felt the blast of his cum in my bowels as his dick pulsated again and again.
Paul collapsed against me, kissing me deeply as his dick slowly softened. I continued squeezing it with my ass muscles, making him moan. Only when he had softened enough to plop wettly out of my hole, did we separate and I could put my legs down. "Man, my knees are so wobbly, I feel like a drunk" I said. "I need to sit down too, before I fall down", Paul laughed.
We lay together on one of the beds in a close embrace. "You know, it's funny", Paul began, "I really prefer to be a bottom, except with you". Seeing the look on my face, he quickly added, "Don't get me wrong, I love getting fucked by you. I love the feel of a hard dick pumping my ass. It's just that you bring out the occasional urge in me to be on top". "I guess I'll take that as a compliment", I laughed. "Personally, I have a hard time picking whether I want to be the fucker or the fuckee. There's no argument I love the feel of your tight ass squeezing my dick, but I also enjoy the feeling of a hard dick throbbing inside me while it's pumping a big load of cum".
So began our new life. We repeated this scene many times over the first semester, alternating who fucked who. I did continue to date girls and still enjoyed an occasional piece of pussy. Paul was approached by many girls who were drawn to his good looks, but he would always find an excuse to not go out with them. As we settled into our daily routine, some surprises surfaced. My love of flying made it a no brainer; I entered the Air Force ROTC program. The surprise came from Paul. He decided he wanted to follow in his father's footsteps, so, instead of Air Force, he chose to enter the Army ROTC program. "I want to be in Special Forces, like my dad. I remember him in his uniform. And that Green Beret...I don't know how to explain it...it just does something for me". I could understand his feeling and I supported his decision fully. We still had several classes together anyway.
Paul was also involved with the swim team. I attended as many of his practices as my schedule would allow, and certainly all of his home meets. Paul was a natural at this, and I had no doubt he could easily qualify for the Olympics, but he wasn't interested in going that far. One day I noticed a young swimmer talking to Paul as they stood in their lanes in the pool, resting from practice laps. He looked to be about 5'9" comparing him to Paul. His hair was blond like Paul's, but a darker shade. When the two got out of the water and stood drying off, I could see he had a great body, with a muscular chest and shoulders and a set of legs to die for. It looked like his package was average, since the Speedos swimmers wear leaves little to the imagination. He had a thin angular face, a sensuous mouth over a small, turned-up nose that gave him a little boy charm. He and Paul seemed to be enjoying each other's company and were laughing at something one of them had said.
After Paul had changed and came out of the locker room, I asked him who his new friend was. "Well, he's not really a friend" he said,"I just met him today. His name's J.R. I've seen him during practice and we've said hello a few times, but this is the first time he's said more than three words to me. He seems nice, but is very shy and seems to be pretty much a loner. I asked him if he'd like to join us at the Student Union for a while, but he had something else to do. He did say he would like to another time".
"Did you get any feelings if he's gay or bi?" I asked. "Not really, but I think I've seen some of the signs. I really think he's hurting for a friend. Would you mind if we sorta looked into it a little more?" "No problem", I replied, "Even if he's not into guys, it wouldn't hurt to get to know him better". We headed over to the Union for a late snack and a soda before returning to our room to study. We finished in time to have a hot session of sucking before turning in, relaxed for the night.
About a week later, Paul told me he had finally talked J.R. into joining us after practice. I watched the two go thru their routines smoothly. J.R. seemed at home in the water and moved with skill and very coordinated movements. The lights of the gym reflected off their wet bodies, making them both look very sexy. I was beginning to hope that J.R. was inclined toward guys. Practice ended and Paul waived at me as he an J.R. scooted into the locker room.
They both emerged a short time later. Paul was dressed in a pullover knit shirt that went well with his sky blue eyes, a pair of black shorts that showed off his tanned legs well, and sandals. J.R. was in white shorts that fit him like a glove, providing a glimpse of a sexy bubble butt. A green knit shirt looked good against his tan. He was wearing sneakers and white socks. Paul introduced J.R. to me and we shook hands. J.R. was still 17, but would turn 18 in two months. His grip was firm, but he seemed almost reluctant to look into my eyes.
We headed to the Union and sat in a booth at the rear of the room. "So, what does the 'J.R.' stand for", I asked to sorta open him up. He swallowed hard and in a hushed tone said, "Jackson Rutherford". I couldn't believe anyone would name their kid 'Rutherford'. "It's a family name", J.R. added as if reading my mind. "I don't believe Paul mentioned your last name"(I was desperately trying to keep the conversation going). J.R. looked at me like he wanted to melt into the woodwork, but finally whispered "Strait". "You're shitting me! J-R-Straight"? I spoke out before thinking. He looked like I had just hit him between the eyes. "I know. my Parents have a weird sense of humor. Believe me, I've heard it all my life. Even the coach gives me a hard time about it!" No wonder the poor kid seemed so lost and friendless.
I quickly reached across the table and put my hand over his. "Hey, J.R. I'm sorry my mouth spoke before my brain woke up. It's OK, Paul and I will never tease you about it. You're among friends". For the first time he looked deeply into my eyes, then did the same to Paul. "Thanks Drew..Paul. I don't have any friends here and have been so lonley". I remarked that a guy as good looking as him should be fighting the girls away. "I really don't feel comfortable around girls. I get embarrassed and don't know what to say" he mumbled. This sounded promising!
"Why don't we all go back to our room. We've got a few sodas in the fridge and some chips. We can lay around and shoot the shit some more." Paul seconded my idea, but J.R. looked a little hesitant. After more urging from us he grinned and said "Sure, sounds great!" I wasn't sure if this was a sign that something might develop immediately, but it was a step in the right direction.
The evening turned into a pleasant time for all, especially for J.R. He really seemed to relax and feel comfortable. We talked about school, the weather, all the usual things to pass the time. We got into some of the things we did back home. Of course, Paul and I left out the sex, for now. J.R. came from a large city in Ohio. Apparently, he came from a fairly wealthy family. His dad was some sort of executive in an advertising firm and had made quite a name for himself and the firm. J.R. mentioned some of the ads on TV that we recognized instantly. "No shit! Your dad did those? I love the one about the guy on vacation where everything goes wrong". "Yeah, that one won Dad an award"
As the hours passed, we lapsed into more a more personal phase. I noticed J.R. didn't offer a lot of information about himself, so I decided to try and get him to open up a little. "You mentioned you didn't feel comfortable around girls. What is it that makes you feel that way?" He gulped, and tried to evade the question by asking me "You seem to be pretty good at making friends. I've seen you in the stands at our swim meets sometimes. You always seem to be with a girl, or at least talking with them". I told him I had always been the type to be at ease around other people, "Both girls...and guys". I watched to see if my words had any effect on him. He sort of frowned and glanced at me, but quickly averted his eyes, licking his lips.
"I wish I could be that way. I guess all the kidding I've had about my name has made me afraid to make many friends. Some of the guys used to say 'J-R-supposed to be-Strait, but I'll bet he ain't'. They called me other names too, even said I was probably a Fag!" I could hear a slight tremble in his voice. "Hey, there are shitheads like those guys everywhere. They get their kicks picking on others who don't fit their idea of what a guy should be like. Did you ever fight back?"
"I tried to at first, but they would gang up on me. I got tired of being beat up, so I tried to ignore them" J.R. said with a bitter tone," But that just seem to make everybody think what they were saying was true". Paul leaned over and put his arm around the poor kid's shoulder to reassure him. "Those days are over. Nobody is going to treat you that way here. You can avoid getting into a fight and still stand up for your own beliefs..whatever they are"
"What do you mean about 'whatever' my feelings are?" J.R. asked. Paul tried to explain, but J.R. nervously stuttered "Do you think I'm queer? I thought you two were different, but it sounds like what I've heard before". "No, man, I didn't mean it that way" Paul quickly assured him. "It wouldn't make any difference to us, anyway. Drew and I like you for YOU, not what somebody else thinks you are"
I jumped in with my two cents worth, adding my assurance to Paul's. J.R. calmed down a little and then said "Yeah, sorry guys. I got carried away for a minute. I really appreciate you two taking the time to listen". He got a very serious look on his face as he said, "Actually, I don't know what to think about some of the things going through my head, lately".
"What things, buddy?" I asked. "I don't think I'm ready to talk about it right now", J.R. said. "No problem. Whenever you feel like it, Paul and I will be here for you. We want you to feel comfortable saying anything or asking anything around us. "That's the nicest thing anyones said to me for a long time", he replied. " Maybe later, I'll be able to get some things off my chest. Anyway, it's getting late. I need to get back to my own room. Thanks again for listening".
We all agreed to get together the next day and maybe drive around town and see the sights. After J.R. had left I looked at Paul. "I think that kid has some problems and really needs to talk". "I think we both have a pretty good idea what those problems are, don't you?" Paul asked. "I think he just might be gay, and doesn't know it yet" I answered. "Maybe, if we are careful and don't rush him, he will get around to talking with us about it. He seemed to want to tonight". We ended the evening with a quick shower, followed by a hot 69. We had to keep the noise down, since the adjoining room had now become occupied by two rather oddly matched guys.
We had met them, struggling with several trunks and had helped them get moved in. Both were friendly guys and easy to get along with. One was named Derick Sinclair, 19, a business major. He was about 6'4", but probably didn't weigh over 145 pounds soaking wet. He wore glasses and had a prominent nose and rusty brown hair. Still, he was not unattractive, but looked like a person who should be running a newspaper, or maybe a bank. His roommate was Jess Cooper, 18, a farm boy from Iowa, with an accent to match. He was short and stocky, 5'8", maybe 195 pounds, straw colored, unruly hair and a spray of freckles across his nose. Naturally, he was majoring in Agriculture.
Paul and I hadn't seen too much of them since school started, as our classes were so different. Sometimes we could hear their stereo. They had a good natured feud going concerning their tastes in music. Derick liked jazz, while Jess was fond of saying "If it ain't country, it SUCKS"! They seemed to have reached some sort of compromise, but they never missed the chance to rag each other.
I was anxious to get J.R. to open up about his feelings. The next day was Saturday, so we drove around town, played a little minature golf, walked around the new mall and generally had a good time. Everybody seemed in a good mood. We decided to try and buy a couple of six packs of beer. Laws weren't so strict back then, and clerks didn't give you too much of a hard time, as long as you LOOKED old enough. Apparently Paul or I did (we left J.R. in the car, since there was NO way his boyish looks would ever pass), and we headed back to the dorm with our prize in a brown paper sack, we picked up a pizza. We also stopped by one of the adult bookstores and bought a couple of magazines. Again, J.R. stayed in the car. Paul and I picked up one mag that had only straight sex. Thinking this might be a chance to get something going, we also chose one with some lesbian and bi themes, and finally one gay mag showing lots of hard dicks, and guys getting it on with each other.
None of us was used to drinking much beer. Normally, Paul wouldn't drink while in training, but made an exception to help get J.R. in the mood to possibly party. The pizza helped, but it didn't take long for us to get a slight buzz on. Also, J.R. was showing an unusual interest in the magazines we had bought. We started him on the straight one, but soon substituted the lesbian/bi one. His eyes got real big as he scoped out the pictures. His crotch started showing some activity. He was getting pretty loose. "Boy, I've never anythin' so hot, I'm a little dizzy though" he said in a slightly slurred voice. "Are you guys tryin' to get me drunk so's you can shh...shh...shuduce me or somethin'"? Little did he know!
"The thought never occurred to us buddy, but since you mentioned it...what if we WERE to try and get in your pants?" J.R. giggled and said "I'd huff, and I'd puff, and I'd blow you away"! Was this his subconscious coming out? "How many other guys HAVE you 'blown away' lil' buddy" I sneakingly asked in my most drunken tone. "Never, never did anything like thaaaaatt". "Have you ever felt like doing anything with another guy?" Paul asked. "I donn know...maybe...yeah, sometimes. I've wondered what it would be like".
We handed him the gay magazine and waited for his reaction. He got very quiet and spent a lot of time on the pictures of a guy going down on another's hard cock. He kept licking his lips as he slowly turned the pages. "Boy! That looks like it must feel awfully good. Look at that guy's face. Looks like he's really enjoyin' it". Cautiously, I slipped him the leading question, "Do you think you might like to try something like that?" He looked deep in thought for a moment, then said, "I might, if I knew somebody well enough to ask". "You do know somebody well enough". "Who?" "Paul and me, you dummy. We're your friends, and what are friends for?"
J.R. looked at the two of us as if he was just realizing what we were talking about. "You guys are in to that? But you both seem so...so....". "So normal?" I asked. "Yeah, I would never guess either of you even thought of doin' somethin' with another guy".
"Paul and I have been doing those things for a while now. We got started our last year in high school". "You're gay?" J.R. asked, sounding a little more sober now, and very interested. Paul took the lead, "I'm gay, J.R., Drew likes both girls and guys". We would like very much to show you how it feels, if you want to". We waited to see which way J.R. would go. Finally, he whispered "I think I'd like to find out, but I don't know what to do". "Just leave it to us," I said, "We'll take care of you"!
With that, Paul and I moved to either side of J.R. "Lay back and relax", I coaxed him. We began by caressing his face and neck gently, me on one side and Paul on the other. A deep breath was released from the tense kid who was experiencing feelings he had never felt before. While Paul bent down and began placing soft kisses on J.R.'s forehead, I began unbuttoning his shirt, rubbing my hands over his chest. Paul moved down to J.R.'s tightly shut eyes and kissed them ever so slightly. "Ohhhhhh...that feels good" our soon-to-be sex mate sighed. Paul then brushed his lips across J.R.'s full ones, using his tongue to part them and slide into the inner depths. "Mmmmmmm...mmmmmph" came out of the excited young student's mouth.
In the meantime, I had finished unbuttoning J.R.'s shirt and opened it wide, baring his chest. I kissed his neck and tongued the area where it joined his shoulders, bringing a loud groan from his mouth. I moved to a nipple and captured it between my lips. I began nibbling on it, then openend my mouth and sucked in the hard little nub. J.R. gasped against Paul's mouth "Ohhhhhh...What are you doing to me?"
While I switched my attack to his other nipple, I began undoing the snap to his shorts. I ran my hand over his tight abs, and down into the top of his shorts. The moaning and groaning was constant now. I glanced up to see J'R.'s tongue begin a dance with Paul's, as he mouthed unintelligible words.
His zipper was against my roving hand, and I grasped it and slowly began lowering it. J.R. pulled his mouth away from Paul's and looked down thru half closed eyes at what was going on down below. When I put both hands on the top of his shorts, he raised his butt slightly to allow me to pull them down below the tiny briefs covering his rock hard dick. He began hurriedly pulling at Paul's shirt, indicating he wanted it off. As soon as he saw Paul's bare chest, he immediately latched on to a nipple, causing Paul to draw in a ragged breath.
My mouth was almost watering as I gazed at the outline of the treasure covered only by a thin layer of cloth. I put my open mouth over the head of J.R.'s covered cock and breathed warm air on it. His hips jerked up and he let out a moan that I'm sure could be heard next door. Fortunately Derick and Jess were out of town for the weekend. My hand groped J.R.'s balls as I nibbled on the shaft of his cock. He hissed as he felt the erotic sensations. I raised up the leg opening of his briefs and pulled his ball sack out, rolling the orbs gently with my fingers, then moving my mouth onto them, humming as I washed them in my saliva. "Mmmmmm...Mmmmmm...Yeah...Yeah...I love that" he moaned.
Paul had disengaged himself and quickly removed the remainder of his clothes. A quick glance between us and he moved to take my place at J.R.'s crotch, while I undressed. As soon as I was naked, I leaned over J.R. and took possession of his sweet mouth. Our tongues danced with each other and we breathed into the other's open mouth. I played with his nipples, alternately rubbing the nub until it hardened and then gently pinching it between thumb and forefinger.
J.R. hissed loudly as Paul pulled the top of his briefs down below his balls and kissed the tip of his dick, swiping his tongue over the sensitive head. I felt J.R. reach his hand to my chest and rub it in slow circles, widening as it moved lower and lower. When he reached the thick bush of hair at the top of my cock, he ran the tips of his fingers thru the curls, causing me to shiver. He didn't stay there long, but found my throbbing dick and closed his hand around the shaft. He began stroking it, making me groan.
Paul had finally pulled J.R.'s shorts and briefs off. We were all completely naked now. J'r.'s cock was thing of beauty. It stood straight and smooth, about 5 1/2" long, cut, with an arrow shaped head that blended into the shaft and was just the right thickness. Paul took the shaft in one hand and his balls in the other. The tip disappeared into Paul's open mouth and I could see his tongue circling the hard shaft. J.R.'s hand tightened on my cock and his mouth opened in a silent "O".
We continued working in tandem on J.R. who was now totally helpless in our hands (and mouths). His hips moved in a steady up and down movement as Paul deep throated the throbbing rod. "Ohhhh...Ohhh...Suck it...Suck it...That's it...That's it...Just like that...Mmmmmm...I love it...Love it...love it"!
The hand on my cock was stroking faster and faster. I knew I was going to cum pretty soon, but wanted J.R. to get off first. Paul sensed that his ministrations were about to push J.R. over the edge, so he increased the speed and suction. "I'm gonna cum...Paul, I'm gonna cum...Don't stop...Please don't stop...I'm almost there...God, you're gonna do it...Yessssss...Now...Now...Unngh...Unngh...Unngh...Cumming...Cumming...Oh, God...Oh, God". I could see Paul's cheeks puff out as J.R. unloaded 17 years of frustration in powerful blasts. At almost the same time, I felt my own load boil up from my balls, rush thru the shaft of my throbbing cock, and splash over J.R.'s chest.
Paul was the only one who hadn't cum yet, so I kissed J.R. once more and said "Watch". I moved to Paul, turned him over on his back and took his cock down to the roots in one gulp. "Ahhhhhh, yeah, man, suck my dick". Always one to obey a rewarding suggestion, I didn't hesitate to comply, bobbing up and down rapidly. I looked up at J.R., whose face was inches away and saw he was intently watching Paul's dick go in and out of my mouth. I guess he was picturing how his own cock had looked in Paul's mouth. "Ohhhhhh, yesssss", Paul hissed as he rapidly climbed that hill to oblivion. I knew he wouldn't last long after all the hot action of sucking J.R. off, so I started a rotary stroking of the shaft with my hand as my mouth sucked on the top few inches, and my tongue tickled the piss slit. He went rigid, then his hips started jerking as his cum squirted into my mouth.
As we all tried to regain our senses, we lay there draped over each other's body, gasping for breath. Finally our blood pressure dropped below the danger level, and we stroked whatever body part was nearest. "That was the most incredible thing I've ever experienced", J.R. sighed contentedly. "It was great for us, too", I added. "No, really, I can't tell you guys how much this meant to me. I've been so curious for so long to know how it felt, I can't believe it's finally happened".
The three of us hopped in the shower and enjoyed a pleasent groping of each other's cocks. Afterwards, we made a bed on the floor from the mattresses from both beds and fell quickly into a deep sleep. When we woke up, the sun was high in the sky. J.R. had left while Paul and I were still sleeping. A note was taped to the door. "Thanks again, guys for a wonderful experience. I know now I want it again. See you in class".
We saw each other each day during the next week. J.R. was still on cloud nine, saying over and over how much he enjoyed his first blow job. We made plans to get together Saturday. Derick and Jess would be gone again and we would have our privacy. J.R. had stated he definitely wanted to try sucking us this time. The days passed slowly as the sexual tension built up. Paul and I gained some relief with each other, but were looking forward to another session with our new friend. "I think we'd better take it slow with introducing him to fucking" Paul cautioned. "Right. Let's take it one step at a time. We can see if he likes to be fingered while sucking. That'll give us and idea if he might be open to the idea".
Saturday finally rolled around. J.R. showed up early and we didn't waste any time undressing each other. I pulled him into a mad, passionate kiss while Paul went down on his dick. We swapped positions a few times, until J.R. cried out "Enough...enough. You guys are going to get me off before I have a chance to taste my first cock".
"OK, how do you want it", I asked. "Both of you stand up beside each other. I want to try the buffett"! We all laughed at his comment, but he was serious. Paul and I stood together as J.R. positioned himself in front of us, on his knees. "Mmmmmm, looks so delicious I don't know where to start". He decided to begin by taking a dick in each hand and stroking them gently but firmly. I looked at Paul and commented, "I think our buddy has found something else he's a natural at". Paul grinned and agreed, then let out a groan as his dick began to throb.
J.R. leaned in and licked off the drop of pre cum, causing Paul's dick to jump. I watched J.R. open his mouth and receive his first taste of another guy's cock. "Ahhhhh, yes, that's good", Paul whispered. He pumped his hips slowly as J.R. bobbed back and forth. He left Paul's pulsing member to switch to mine, making me gasp with pleasure as his warm lips covered the head of my rock hard prick.
The blow jobs continued with neither of us being neglected for long. We stopped long enough to stretch out on the floor in a triangular formation. I took Paul's cock in my mouth, he went down on J.R., who in turn sucked my raging boner. The room was filled with the sounds of sex. Slurping sounds of mouths sliding over slick cocks and moans and groans from three mouths feeling the growing excitement.
Paul moved his hands to J.R.'s butt and squeezed his cheeks. Meeting no resistance, he began to tickle the area around J.R.'s virgin hole. There was a definite reaction this time. I could feel J.R.'s action on my dick increase as well as a louder groan from his buisy mouth. "Mmmmph...Mmmm...Mmmm".
Paul's finger slid slowly into the tight ass and began finger fucking J.R. as he sucked his dick faster. "Ohhhh...Ahhhh...Yessss...Yessss" J.R. moaned around my cock. He moved a hand to my ass and began imitating what Paul was doing to him. I could see his hips jerking wildly and his mouth moved faster on my throbbing cock. I sped up sucking on Paul's dick and slid a finger into his waiting hole. Three prostrate glands were getting a hell of a massage while three dicks rushed toward completion.
As expected, J.R. was the first to lose it, wildly gyrating from the double source of pleasure. His dick swelled and then began spurting into Paul's sucking mouth, his ass spasming on the finger pumping his ass. J.R.'s mouth took my dick to the hilt and clamped down, fingering my ass rapidly til I went over the edge. As my cum was bursting into his mouth, I felt Paul give in to the intense pleasure and flood my mouth with his cum.
We lay together for a while touching each other, sharing kisses and tasting the remains of our cum. Over the next few months, we continued to enjoy our threesomes. J.R. did, indeed jump into fucking with gusto. Paul got the honor of busting his anal cherry, while I sucked his dick. Then I got to fuck that wonderfully tight ass, while Paul enjoyed the fruits of J.R.'s sweet cock. He also fucked each of us on other occasions. We even alternated having one of us bent over sucking the second guy's dick, while the third fucked him. Our Freshman year ended on a high note. Oh, by the way, we even managed to pass with no less than a "B" average cumulatively!
Chapter Two; Summer Vacation
Paul and I went back home for the summer. The small town looked the same, but it was nice to be back for a short while. We renewed acquaintances and told everyone about our first year away, leaving out certain details, of course.
Jack and Brian had chosen to stay at their respective schools and get in some summer football camps. Brian had written his parents and told them he had a good chance of being the starting quarterback next season. Jack of course, bless his muscle-bound body, was a shoo in for a starting position in the backfield from day one.
We were pleased to run into Don and Aaron, home from completing their first year. They were definitely stilla couple. Aaron was doing very well at the tech school he had decided on, and Don made the Dean's list at his university, which was only a few blocks away fron Aaron's school. The four of us got together to talk about old times. One thing led to another and we ended up reliving some of the sex. It was good to feel Aaron's tight ass gripping my dick as I fucked him silly. Don gave Paul a ride to remember also.
After a couple of weeks, we were growing bored with small town life and were looking forward to getting back to school. We found a little time to visit our old Civil Air Patrol Squadron. There was a whole new flock of junior cadets, and it seemed strange to see which of the junior cadets from our day had become leaders. Lots of tempting hot young bodies, but we stayed away from that idea.
Captain Wes Jennings was still the Air Force Liasion Offer, and John Sanders still flew with the squadron. I couldn't look at John without feeling a flush as I remembered our hot session that night in the locker room. He greeted us warmly and winked at me, causing me to blush. I noticed Paul looking at John with a gleam in his eye. John picked up on it and instantly got the picture. "Aha! So YOU two are the ones who were using my Vaseline!" Paul and I had to admit our guilt, which seemed to please John even more. "I still keep a jar handy", he said, perking our curiousity. Was he coming on to us?
We bummed around for the week. One night was spent at the drive in movie where it all started. It was exciting to relive the past adventures of that night. Breaking away from a hot kiss, Paul whispered, "Why don't we do the whole scene again. Let's swing out to the airport"! We left the movie early and headed out, anticipating an evening of sexual pleasure.
When we arrived, the security guard recognized us and waived us through. "That's funny", I said, "I expected we would have to ask him to let us in the hangar. I don't have a key". As we approached the hangar, we saw two cars parked in front of the office. "Shit, it looks like the place is occupied" I said in exasperation. Then I noticed one of the cars looked familiar. "Hey, that's John's car".
The front door knob had been locked, but the dead bolt hadn't been thrown. The door was not tightly closed, and opened when pushed. The office was empty, so we walked thru to the door leading into the locker room area. As the door swung open, we heard muffled voices coming from the showers. Curious as hell, we sneaked up and peeked into the shower room. We almost crapped in our pants. There before our young eyes, were two naked men. I recognized John on his knees sucking on the engorged cock of...Captain Wes Jennings!! Our 34 year old former leader had his head thrown back and his eyes closed as he pumped his dick into John's mouth. "Oh, yeah baby...suck that cock...you know how I love the way you do me"!
We watched the scene in front of us for a few moments, then I motioned for Paul to follow me. We walked back into the locker area and I whispered "Man, would you believe it? Captain Jennings of all people"! "Yeah. Damn that was hot", Paul replied stroking his hard on thru his shorts.
"Want to get involved with some man-size dick Paul"? "Since you told me about getting nailed by John, I've wanted to try it with him", he said. "OK, I'll take Captain Jennings. We'll both be getting some new stuff that way", I said already envisioning that big cock in my mouth and fucking my ass.
Laughing to ourselves, we quickly stripped off our clothes and padded naked back to the showers. Things were still going hot and heavy inside. One last look at each other, then we boldly strolled into the showers and turned two on, as I remarked loudly, "Oh, look Paul, two men who definitely made Santa's naughty list"! "Whaa...who...Captain Jennings stuttered as he jerked his cock out of John's sucking mouth with a loud 'Pop' and tried unsuccessfully to cover it with both hands. John, still on his knees jerked his head around with a startled look, until he saw who it was. He just sat back on his ass and roared, "Damn, you two just scared 20 years off my life"!
Seeing the confused look on Wes's face, John assured him everything was OK, still laughing and said "Relax, Wes. These are the two who were raiding my locker for lube last year. Drew is the one I told you about fucking that time". Captain Jennings visibly relaxed and let his hands drop to his sides as he leaned back against the wall. My eyes were drawn to the monster cock between his legs. It had shriveled up with his shock of being discovered getting blown, but now began recovering nicely, thank you. It was even longer than John's, at least a full 8", but it looked bigger. There was no foreskin and it had a large mushroom head. The shaft was smooth, with a slight upward bend to it, and it was the thickest cock I'd ever seen, even thicker than John's.
Paul and I showered quickly, then the four of us moved to the locker room lounge to dry off and sit down on the comfortable chairs there. "How did you guys get in", Wes asked, "I thought we locked the door". I told him that the deadbolt wasn't secured and the door had not shut completely. "Thank God it was YOU two who found us. We could have been in a world of trouble if word got out about us".
"So, you two are...a 'couple''? I asked. "Right", John added, "We've been seeing each other for over three years. We found out we liked the same things just after Wes was assigned to the Squadron". "What brings you and Paul here tonight, Drew"? John asked with a gleam in his eye. I told him we were looking to relive our first time.
"Well, Wes, we can't let these two go home disappointed, now can we?" John said, winking at his partner. "By no means", Wes said. "We'll have to see that they go home fully satisfied. What shall we do, draw straws"? I caught John's eye and inclined my head slightly toward Paul, since I knew who he wanted.
John got the message and told Wes that, since he had already been with me, maybe Paul would like to accompany him into the office. "Let's split up', he suggested. "That way each couple will have their privacy". We all agreed to that, so John stood up and went over to Paul, reaching out to take him by the hand to pull him uot of the chair. He then swept Paul up into his arms and planted a deep kiss on his lips. As they disappeared into the front office, Wes moved over to sit beside me on the sofa. "Hey you two", he yelled after John and Paul, "Be sure you lock the door securely this time"! "Count on it", came the reply thru the door, "One scare like that per lifetime is one too many"!
Wes turned toward me and put his arm around my shoulder. I could feel the heat radiating out of it thru my skin and ending at my dick, which was standing up rock hard. "You know, I'm a little nervous. I've never been with anyone as young as you", he admitted. "I'm 19! I'll be twenty the last of next month" I said defensively. "I know you're legal, at least in this state, but I'm used to guys my own age".
I reached my hand over and grasped his cock, saying "I've only been with John once. You're the second grown man I've ever done this with". Wes closed his eyes at the pleasure of my stroking hand. His mouth opened, exhaling a deep breath. "You may be young, but you know how to please a man".
With that said, He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. I closed my eyes and, as I felt his tongue trace the outline of my mouth, I parted my lips to welcome it inside to tangle with mine. "Mmmmmm, you taste good" he murmured as our mouths fused together. His hand dropped to my boner and his thumb swiped across the slit, smearing my pre cum over the head. My hips moved into his hand and I groaned into his hungry mouth. My hand was working his cock pretty good now and I felt the head get wetter and wetter as his pre cum started flowing.
Wes broke our kiss and let his lips trail over my chin and down my neck, causing me to lay my head back against his encircling arm as I swam in the giddy depths of pleasure this man was bringing. My eyes were half open as he moved down to my sensitive nipples and began torturing then with gentle bites. I felt, more than saw him shift his position to kneel in front of me between my spread legs.
His tongue traced a firery path over my tight abs, stopping to tickle my navel. Both of his hands were working on my nipples as his mouth slid over my pubes, skipping my throbbing cock to wallow in the spot where my leg and groin meet. His hands moved down to my stomach as he kissed my hanging ball sack, bringing a new thrill to my brain. His tongue moved over the crack of my ass, stopping to just teast the opening before moving to the other side of my balls.
Wes let his mouth continue down the inside of my left thigh, then crossed over to the right thigh, to begin a torturous journey back up to my balls. This time he paid more attention to them, opening wide and sucking one orb at a time in, rolling it around on that raspy tongue of his, then repeating the process with the other orb. I felt a finger slid into my hole and begin rubbing my prostrate. Soon a second, then a third finger followed. I had never felt so stretched before. I would HAVE to stretch more than ever before, if I was going to take his cock up my ass...and I certainly PLANNED to!
While this was driving me up the wall, his other hand was buisy stroking my cock and rubbing the sensitive head with his thumb. I knew I would cum any second, and I wanted to taste this wonderful man before he got my offering. I gently pushed his head away from my dick and said "I want to suck your cock"! He smiled and nodded. We switched places and I proceeded to repay him for the agony he had put me through for the last fifteen minutes.
His mouth was soft and inviting and I lost myself in it. Sucking on his tougue in my mouth, I twisted and pinched his large nipples making him groan loudly. I quickly followed the same path down his toned body that he had on me, with the same reaction from him as I had shown.
I quickly took his cock in both hands. The head was still sticking out above my fists. My thumb and middle finger would barely meet around his shaft. I moved the top hand to his balls and started rolling them while my mouth took in the head and about four inches of the biggest cock I'd ever sucked. "Mmmmmm, Yes...Yes...Suck my cock, Drew"! I gladly obeyed. Each time my mouth would back off, I would swipe my tongue around the head. As I would move back down, I would lick the underside just where the head join the shaft.
Wes seemed to really like this, so I moved my mouth to where I could suck, lick, and nibble this tender spot. "Ghaaaaa....Good God almighty....that's one hellofa feeling" he groaned. I moved back and swallowed as much of his dick as I could, but I just couldn't get it all in. I would tighten my lips as I pulled back to the head, then open wide and gulp down his straining rod going back down.
After a while, Wes put his hands on my head, looking me in the eye to ask the silent question. It was time! I vigorously nodded my assent and stood up. He placed me on the sofa on my knees facing the back and my ass sticking up in the air. I felt him kneel behind me and then gasped as his tongue licked my crack, then began swirling around the pucker. I couldn't stay still, so Wes grabbed my hips with both hands and really bored in, spearing me with that rigid piece of meat.
It only took a few minutes to reduce me to the point of begging him to stop torturing me and give me what we both wanted. He stood up and I felt a cool, slimy lotion being spread over my ass and into my hole, lubing me thoroughly and loosening me up. I heard him apply the lotion to his dick, then felt the head press against my entrance. "Ready Drew"? "Give it to me Wes, I want to feel you in me".
I braced for what I knew was going to be a painful entrance. The big mushroom head pushed in slowly, causing me to grit my teeth and wonder if I would be able to take it. Hearing me groan, Wes stopped for a moment, kissing the back of my neck and telling me how great my ass was making his dick feel. I tried to relax my butt as much as possible and told him to go ahead, slowly. The pain started again, and, just when I thought I would have to tell him to stop, the head popped past my sphincter and a couple of inches of man dick slid in.
I gasped loudly and pushed against his hips with my hands. "Hold on a minute and let me get used to that telephone pole"! Wes kissed my ear and whispered dirty things about what he was going to do to me. I turned my head around enough for our mouths to touch and our tongues to tangle. Then, turning back and raising my ass a little for a better angle, I motioned for him to go ahead. We had to stop twice more, then with one final push, I felt his pubic hair brush up against my ass.
Wow! I had it! I had all of that hugh cock in my ass. We stayed still while I tried to relax. I had never felt anything like the pain of that cock pushing into my body, but after a few minutes, the pain began to be replaced by a feeling of fullness. Wes heard me let out a deep breath. "You OK babe"? "Yeah, I think I might live after all. I've never felt so stuffed before". "Just wait til you feel it sliding in and out of your sweet little ass. It'll be worth it".
Wes slowly withdrew a couple of inches, then slid back in. It started to feel better. He withdrew a little more than halfway, and went back to the bottom. Better still. It was starting to feel downright good. This time Wes pulled out until the mushroom head was against my tight assring. "I'm gonna put a little more lube on it, Drew, so it'll be easier on you". When he pushed this time, his dick slid in smoothly with a squishy sound as the fresh lube coated my ass. "Ahhhhh, that's better", I sighed. "Now fuck me with that big cock"!
I was in heaven. Wes was sliding his dick slowly, but firmly, rubbing my prostrate with every thrust. "You got it babe, you got my big cock in your teenage ass. You're taking all of it. Ohhh, man....your tight little ass is giving my big dick a great ride. I feel your ass squeezing my dick, and I'm gonna fuck you good".
"Oh, yes Wes, your big cock feels so good in my little ass. Keep fucking me, I love how it feels in me"! He began speeding up his fucking, long dicking me now. The sound of his dick pounding my ass was louder, because of how tight I was and how wet the lube had my passage. "Slurp..."his dick withdrew, "Squish..."his dick rammed back in, resulting in a grunt from me as his hips slapped against my ass..."Unngh". The sounds were erotic in themselves and turned us on even more.
Wes reached around my waist and captured my rock hard dick and began jacking me in rhythm with fucking me. I was getting it from both ends. My head was thrown back, my eyes tightly closed, and I couldn't stop groaning as his dick pounded in and out.
"I'm gonna cum, Wes...I'm gonna cum!" "Cum for me babe, cum for me, Show me how much you like my big dick fucking your ass", Wes whispered hoarsely as he thrust harder and faster, alternating short, rapid strokes with long slow ones. The feeling swept over me and I blasted my load all over his hand and on the back of the sofa. "Oh, God" Wes cried out, your ass is milking my dick. You're making me cum too. I'm there babe...I'm there...I'm cumming...Yes...Yes...Yessssssssss"!
I felt his dick throb and swell in my ass, then white hot cum began flooding my ass. I couldn't take it all. I felt it running down the inside of my legs. My mind went blank as I thrashed around on his pulsating cock still ramming my hole. With one final thrust, Wes buried his dick as deep as he could and froze. I squeezed my ass muscles, bring gasps and moans from him as his hand kept pumping my leaking dick.
We finally collapsed onto the sofa with his dick still in my hole. It must have been ten minutes before we could move. Wes's cock made a wet slurping sound as he pulled it out of my butt, leaving a feeling of emptyness behind. He handed me a towell to clean the cum off the sofa and the inside of both my legs. I had to hold it against my hole to stop the overflow.
As we headed for the shower, the sounds of someone in the middle of cumming drifted in from the outer office. I thought it was Paul, but I wasn't sure. A deeper, powerful voice joined in "Arrrgh...I'm cumming in your ass...Oh, yes...you got it". Guess Paul was getting a good fuck too.
Wes and I had just finished showering, and were drying off when Paul and John came in. Paul had a big smile of contentment on his face, and John looked awfully pleased himself. "How was it, guys"? Wes asked. "Great", John replied. "This kid is so hot! You wouldn't believe how he can suck cock. His ass drove me crazy, too. Man! What a fuck!" Paul blushed at John's bragging, but I knew he could do that to anyone.
After Paul and Wes showered, the four of us sat around naked, drinking a few beers and talking about the wild time we just had. Between the beer and the erotic talk, it wasn't long before we were ready for another round. This time we switched and Paul went at it with Wes, while John and I repeated our first fuck. We all stayed in the lounge and I watched Wes fuck Paul into never never land. I was sitting on John's lap facing him in a chair, with his dick in my ass and our mouths locked in a tongue thrashing kiss. My feet were flat on the floor, allowing me to bounce up and down on his cock, while I gripped the back of the chair with both hands. John was jacking my dick between us and we were able to cum together.
Wes had started fucking Paul in the Missionary position that we both favored, but after 15-20 minutes turned him over to pound him doggy style for another long time. He ended up cumming in Paul's ass while standing him up against the wall. Paul's cock spurted at the same time.
It was after 2 o'clock in the morning when Paul and I dragged ourselves out and wearily headed home. I asked Paul how he enjoyed getting fucked for the first time by two adult men. "That was something I'll never forget. It was AWESOME"! I asked him how it went with John, since I knew he had the hots for him ever since I described my first time with him.
John told him he had watched him grow up into a hot young guy. "Now I know why he always seemed to pay special attention to me when I visited Mom at the law firm". He said John had wanted to do this with him for years, but didn't think he was interested.
Paul described their fuck in great detail; "John sucked me off first, then I went down on him until he was close. I told him about how good you said it felt when he fucked you, and that I wanted to feel it too. He was very gentle with me and rimmed my ass and finger fucked me until I begged him to put it in me. I knew his cock was the biggest I had ever taken, but he had me so hot, it went in without any pain at all".
"After fucking me doggy style on the sofa, he laid me on the desk...The same one you first sucked me off on...and pounded me for almost an hour on my back. He would stop and lean over to kiss me while we rested, then he'd start fucking me again. He even picked me up and walked around the room raising me up and down on his dick with his hands under my butt. I felt like I was nailed to him and I told him to hurry..that I was about to cum again".
"John finished me off back on the sofa. I felt him throb several times and his cock got even harder. I couldn't hold off and started cumming on our bellies. I guess that got to him and he gave me his load. I don't think I've ever cum so much, and without my dick even being touched. I think we both were yelling, but I don't remember what I said, or John either".
I told him Wes and I had heard them thru the door. "You were both yelling 'I'm cumming' and things like that". I asked him how he enjoyed getting fucked by Wes and he said "Boy, I'm glad John's big cock loosened me up. Wes probably would have split me in half with that monster! How did you ever take it?" "Verrrry Slowly, an inch every five minutes", I admitted.
The rest of the summer passed rapidly. Paul and I got together with Don and Aaron a couple of times and spent the last weekend in a repeat orgy with John and Wes. All in all, it had been a very enjoyable vacation.
We said our goodbyes to everyone and headed back to the University, anxious to begin our second year of college and to see what adventures it held.
End Of Part One
Hope you enjoyed this first installment of my continuing "semi-factual" bio. Part Two will be coming soon. Please address any comments to ghettorod@hotmail.com