Freshman Phallusy 1
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DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving male teens.
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Yes, I know `phallusy' is not a real word but a tale of first year of college and a dick fantasy, it seemed appropriate.
It was my first real time away from home. Settling into the freshman dorm was very hectic but I was so looking forward to the freedom college life might provide. My roommate, Luke, had not arrived yet. He lived local but wanted the dorm experience. I put my stuff away including a few very special items that got stashed deeply in the drawers for only my eyes to see.
A bit of history. Like every little 11 year old boy growing up into puberty I spent a lot of time playing with my pecker. It seemed it was hard all the time and if mom or dad saw me they had said it was a normal part of getting older. They usually added, don't do it too much or you will go blind. I figured I might slow down when I needed glasses. Anyway.....
My hand was around my little dickie a lot back then and My older sister did not help by walking around the house in a bra and panties, flaunting her ass and her tits knowing she was driving me crazy. To me. sexy, was defined by lingerie styles and I did a lot of research in the big catalogs that used to arrive at the house.
Research led to discovery and I discovered that using a pair of her silky nylon panties on my cock, draped across my face, or bouncing over my tight little ball sack with them in my hand as I stroked, enhanced the process immeasurably. Fixated on it.
At 12 I still sucked my thumb. Weird I guess but my oral fixation was intense as well even in my eating habits. Why else would I peel a banana and then see if I could get the entire thing in my mouth without biting part off. I also discovered how much I liked pushing that fruit in and out of my mouth over and over, raking my lips, before I finally ate it. Kind of my first sex toy but at the time I did not know that.
Thru junior high I often tried to work my way into a pair of sisters fabulous panties but being larger than her they most often just ended up in my hand and drenched in teen cum. I so wanted to wear sexy stuff. I liked girls and all the pretty stuff they got to wear. When I made out with a girlfriend I was more about what the color, style, design and fabric her underwear was made of than the tits my hands were playing with or the butt I cupped while french kissing. I loved having my tongue in her mouth and I really loved the sensation of hers exploring my mouth as well. I would actually try to suck it in deeper. That oral thing again.
Back to college days. I had swapped texts with the guy I was going to room with. Luke. He seemed nice and we were eager to meet for real. I knew he was an athlete having played football, soccer and basketball in high school. I was not into guys. I liked girls but that did not mean I could not appreciate a handsome fella.
I wished that I was one myself being kind of plain and quite. Not attracted to men but there were many masturbation sessions, driven by my oral fixation, that centered on me as a girl and a nice fat cock in my mouth. Fantasy.
I only had one experience in high school to fill my thoughts along those lines. I slept over at my best friends house. We were 15. Peters room was almost like the attic of their row style house. Just two twin beds, desk and a bookcase. We got into our separate beds wearing only our cotton briefs, yuck, but anyway. After talking about I have no idea what he suggested that we jerk off. I thought all guys our age probably did that every night before bed so I was up for it.
Pete, laying on the other bed says, "Do you want to feel my dick?"
I replied. "No. Think I will pass on that."
"Oh, come on. I will hold yours too. It will be fun." I doubted he would hold my cock but somewhere deep inside me was the urge to put my hand on his.
"Bring it over here", he says. So I climb out and stand by his bed and his arm rises and his hand surrounds my hard weiner. I had to respond and leaned over and reached for his.
Holy shit! I had no idea that a guy of his small stature could have a dick so much longer and thicker than mine. I was instantly jealous. My penis was a toy. His was a tool and in seconds we both had our hands sliding up and down each others cocks. This was way more thrilling than I even expected. Having that thick hard dick filling my hand was a kick. I was starting to get bad ideas.
Brought back from fantasy to reality when Pete said, "You want to suck it!"
Pretty sure that I did, my oral thing again, but back then queer was really not good or acceptable so I said no thanks.
"Aw. Come on. You suck me and then I will suck you."
Fearful that I would do it and the he would not, making me a cocksucker, fag, homo, I said I would pass but added, " If you go first."
"How about if we do it at the same time?"
I believe the concept of a 69 entered my head. Ok. Give it a try. Why I assumed my position was on the bottom I have no idea but I lay back on my bed as my buddy climbed atop. There was almost no light tin the room so it was all by feel.
"Lets do it." His head lowered and I felt his tongue touch my dick and I raised my head to taste test his. It was oozing and it was delicious. I loved eating my own precum and his was no different only a lot more of it than my usual feeding. We had agreed that we only would take the head in our mouths but after that first lick I could not care less what he did to me. The first taste and the velvet feel of his cock head sliding against my moist lips, I was hooked. A old saying says "give them an inch and they will take a mile", after taking that slippery sweet salty inch I wanted a fucking mile. A mile of cock!
I was able to move the pillow raising my head while devouring my best friend rather massive prick until it touched my throat, Being much thicker than a banana there was no way to go furthur but it was all I could do not to try.
We had also agreed not to go all the way having a concern about getting a mouthful of dickie discharge. So we stopped after a few minutes considering it just an experiment. Completely normal. Not queer or anything.
Never did it again even though I wished we had completed the task the first time. Two weeks later he slept at my house. We did jerk each other off a bit and i even tried to sit on his dick. Really wondered how a cock up the ass would feel but with no lube and no practice or prep it was not going to happen.
So here I was, at college, two hours from home, sexually kind of inexperienced, crazy for bras and panties, huge oral fixation, plus an unmet anal one as well, and wondering what my roommate would really be like and what the next few months had in store for me. I understood that I was a bit fucked up.
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