This story contains graphic language and details of homosexual acts and drug use. If you are offended by such activities or if you are underage, please read no further.
This is one of a several chapters about my sexual exploits in college during the mid 1980's. These stories are true, but please keep in mind that most of the sexual activities noted occurred between close long-term friends that had no possibility of being exposed to AIDS at that time. Now, safe sex is not an option, it is a requirement.
Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent.
The entire Christmas holiday was a drag. It wasn't that I didn't enjoy seeing my family and old friends, but I really missed my time with Carl and the "guys". You know, a 20 year old who was used to sucking/fucking pretty much on a consistent basis has a hard time going without any sexual contact for a month.
When we got back to campus for the spring semester, Carl and I resumed our routine, and Mike and Dwayne would occasionally drop by either individually or together. However, I was developing into my own sexual being, and I wanted to "sow my oats".
Throughout the next several months, I was with several guys and kind of turned into somewhat of a slut. (O.K., I really was a slut.) The next several chapters will tell about some of my other "friends".
HANS & MACK
As you may remember from the first chapter, Hans was the roommate that Carl and I ditched the previous year because he was a slob. Despite the fact that we couldn't be roommates, Hans and I remained close friends and party buddies after he moved into another apartment in the same complex.
Hans now roomed with a fellow high school classmate of his from Connecticut, Mack, who was a year behind us. While Hans was a slob, both Mack and he were Nordic gods. Hans, whose mother was Norwegian, is 6'2", 155 lbs., long, straight blond hair, and blue eyes. His body is extremely smooth, he has an 8" long, 4.5" thick uncut cock, and at the time, he was somewhat of a hippy. Mack, who is of Swedish heritage, is 5'11," 175 lbs., short, curly blond hair, and blue eyes. He has a light dusting of blond hair all over his body and a 6.5", long 4" thick cut dick.
One day, as we were partying and drinking, Hans and Mack started an intense debate about one of the day's recent topics (something about Reagan, Iran-Contra, Ollie North, and some other stuff that I really didn't give a shit about). Hans was a staunch Republican supporter, which was extremely funny considering his hippy mentality, and Mack favored the Democrats, so the debate got pretty heated. Being typical college punks, they started that "Tell me I'm right, or I'll whip your ass" crap, and they began wrestling right there on the couch and were soon all over the living room. At one point, they almost knocked over the bong and stash. So, being the nice person that I am, I moved the goods from the living room to the dining room table. Of course, I sat at the table and took a few hits to reward myself for being such a "hero".
After about 10 minutes of wrestling, Hans had Mack in a headlock and was pushing his face into the carpet. Hans kept asking Mack if he would give up, but Mack continued to struggle to break free. While watching them, I noticed that Mack's shorts began to tent as his dick started getting hard. After seeing this, I also began to get hard, and I had to adjust myself several times. The last time that I attempted to make an adjustment, Hans looked over at me and noticed my hands in my shorts. He then looked down at Mack's crotch and noticed his tent as well. Our eyes locked on each other for a few seconds, and then I bobbed my head to see if he was interested. Hans gave me a wicked smile, and he slid his right hand down to Mack's crotch and cupped his hefty balls. When Mack felt this, he reached back and gave Hans' dick, which I noticed had also begun to grow, a squeeze. After Hans released his headlock, Mack lay on his back alongside of him, and they both continued to grope each other's crotches.
I walked over to them and knelt in front of Mack's face. Hans pulled the front of Mack's shorts down below his huge nuts. I took this as an invitation and bent down to engulf his prick. I then felt my shorts being pulled down and a warm mouth envelope my dick. I glanced down and noticed that Mack was now going to town on me.
After sucking for a few minutes, we three released our cross-grips on each other to allow us to remove our clothes. Hans and Mack then stood in front of me, and I alternately sucked them off. I had never had an uncut cock before (and until a few years ago, it was the only uncut dick I ever had), so I mainly concentrated on Hans rather than Mack. After a while of doing this, we settled down onto the floor in a daisy chain with me sucking Hans, Hans sucking Mack, and Mack sucking me. At one point, Mack ran his finger down my crack and slightly shoved his finger in my hole.
"OOOOOOHHHHHHH!" I moaned.
"You like that?" Mack asked.
"Shit yeah!"
"Can I fuck you?"
"YYYYEEEESSSSSS!!!!"
Mack got up for a minute, and Hans and I got into a 69 position with me on top. Mack returned with some hand cream, and after quickly putting some in my hole and on his dick, he started putting his cock inside me. In no time, he was buried to the hilt and was fucking me like crazy. The feeling was so incredible with his dick in my ass and Hans' expert sucking that I went crazy on Hans' uncut fucker. I would alternate between pulling the foreskin up around his head and licking under the skin around the glans and holding his cock tight at the base, which completely withdrew the foreskin from the head, and bobbing up and down on his entire shaft as quickly and as tightly as possible. It was this action that brought Hans off first. He blew his load into my mouth, and I swallowed every last drop, although it was the one of the most bitter loads that I ever tasted. I was next and came down Hans' throat, and my orgasm caused Mack to empty himself into my ass.
Afterward, we lay around the living room floor, and I stared at them in disbelief.
"How often do y'all do this sort of thing?" I asked them.
"We get each other off every once in a while, when we can't find any pussy." Hans answered.
"Do you ever fuck each other?"
"I can take a dick every once and while. Hans has fucked me a few times." Mack said.
"What about you Hans?"
"My brother forced himself once on me when I was younger. It hurt like hell. No one's ever sticking his dick up my ass again!!" responded Hans.
"Damn man, sorry to hear that" I said. "That shit sucks. You don't ever have to worry about me."
"I know. You're cool, but I just wanted to let you know so you don't get any ideas." Hans said.
"You sure suck a mean dick and you know how to work that ass. How often have you done this before?" Mack asked me.
"My first time was last summer. I've been doing it pretty regularly since then. I love it, and just to let you guys know, I'm gay. Hope that's not a problem."
"No, it's not. I figured as much. Like I said, you're cool. So, Carl did get your cherry?" Hans asked.
"How'd you know?"
"Carl and I swapped blowjobs a few times when I was rooming with you. He always told me that he was going to get you, but I always told him that you were saving it for the right guy."
"You knew I was gay?"
"Yeah, I have an uncle who's gay, so I know the signs."
"Do you have a problem with it Mack?" I asked.
"No, not as long as you don't fall in love with me while you're draining my rocks." He joked.
After smoking a couple more bowls and talking a few more minutes, all of us started to get hard again.
"Can I try some of that ass?" Hans asked me.
"Sure, if I can fuck Mack."
"Fine by me, as long as you blow me afterward." Mack answered
I lay on my back and placed my legs on Hans' shoulders. Hans quickly lubed up his cock, but he teased me by circling his head around my pucker for a few minutes before he plunged his dick into me and began a hard fuck. After Hans got into a good rhythm, Mack lubed up my dick and his ass and sat down on my stiff pole. Mack surely knew how to ride a cock, and between his flexing ass muscles and Hans' power fuck, I shot my load up his ass after enjoying his hot, super tight chute for about 15 minutes. Mack then raised himself off of my dick, kneeled in front of my face, and speared his dick down my throat. My dick must have massaged his prostate well because he was only able to face-fuck me for a few minutes before he shot a delicious syrupy load down my throat. After he came, Mack rolled up against the couch to watch me get finished off. Hans was able to pound me for another 15 minutes before his heavy duty prostate message caused me to cum again, hands free. Having never fucked a guy to orgasm before set him off, and he started cumming so hard that I thought it would come out my mouth.
"Fuck, dude. That was hot!!" Hans shouted.
"Damn, I never knew a guy could do that! How does it feel?" Mack asked.
"Man, it's the most intense orgasm you can have." I told him.
"Maybe, you'll have to teach me one day." Mack said.
"It'll be my pleasure." I said in my best southern gentleman drawl.
Afterwards, we got dressed and I left to go home, but not before I blew a parting kiss to Mack. I just knew that he and I would have some more fun.
TO BE CONTINUED
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