Gay David in the Dorm
David stuck out from the rest of us at our freshman dorm orientation. He was smaller, lithe, and almost effeminate. With the testosterone running high and most of us trying to position our rank in our new dorm, David was the outlier at our small conservative college. It was pretty obvious he was queer and that made him different, and back in the 90's different wasn't really accepted. No one was out and out mean to him and David tended to keep his own company. He also had the only single room in our hallway which he holed up in when he wasn't in class.
"What do you think he does in there all day?" one of the guys in my room asked while we were playing video games. "Probably fantasizing about your small dick," I joked and then changed the subject.
The reality is that I lusted for David. Being a very closeted guy, I knew I liked guys and had even jerked off a couple in high school, but from where I was from, you couldn't be gay; but it didn't stop me from watching David's tight little ass walk down the hallway and fantasize about being alone with him.
"Hey Man!" I'd say in the hallway. He'd politely nod and then go to his room and shut the door. That was essentially the extent of our interactions, until fall break came around.
Fall break was a long weekend in which most of the student body went home and caught up on laundry and hit their folks up for money. Since I was out of state, I didn't travel home. It must have been the same for David since we were the only ones in the dorm. Once I realized that I made my plan.
"Hey!" I said to David, passing him in the hallway. David was headed to the bathroom at the end of the hallway, in his bathrobe, sandals, and shower caddy. He nodded as usual and kept walking. "Hey David," I called again. He turned with a questioning look that said, "Why are you talking to me?" "I guess it's just you and me this weekend!" I said good naturedly. David raised his eyebrows and said somewhat sarcastically, "Yeah, guess so." "Going to shower?" I asked. He looked down at this bathrobe and laughed, "Um...yeah...man...what gave it away?" "That's cool!" I said, "I need to too, maybe I'll see you in there!" David paused as if I said something that landed a little different in his mind. "Okay, see you later then," he gave a brief wave and turned.
I hurried to my room and quickly tore my clothes off. I was out-of-my-mind horny thinking about David and getting him alone. The occasional jerk off sessions after my roommate went to sleep weren't scratching the itch anymore. I wrapped a towel around myself and grabbed my shower stuff.
When I got into the showers, I heard the water running. The small, tiled room was already full of steam. I pulled back the thin, plastic shower curtain and stepped into the cubicle next to David's, separated only by another thin shower curtain. I turned on the water and then "accidentally" bumped the divider, trying to get it open. Most of the time, we all just showered in here without worrying about the curtains, which was probably part of the reason I was always horny. David was the only guy on our floor that always slid them closed. I brushed the curtain again and got a decent crack going.
David had his back turned to me and was soaping his front. His back was small and hairless, and he had narrow hips that held a tight little ass. He looked a lot like a girl I'd dated in high school. I watched him mesmerized, my dick getting harder and not realizing that I was pushing the curtain open further and further. I was shocked out of my stupor when David said, "Dude, are you watching me?" and turned around. My mouth dropped open because he'd caught me, but also, I couldn't believe the size of his cock. Maybe because of his slight frame or the fact he was half hard, but it looked huge, a long, fairly thick, cut, dick growing from a little bush of blonde hair.
"David, I'm gay!" I announced, for the first time ever...to anyone. David's eyes widened and he started to laugh, "Um... why are you telling me this?" I was super embarrassed and stammered, "Um...cause your gay...and I'm gay...and..." my voice trailed off. "And you thought I'd get you off in the shower?" he asked. I didn't say anything but, yeah that was totally the plan. David rolled his eyes and stepped forward and reached out his hand. I put mine in it and he laughed, "Dude, I don't want to hold your hand." It took me a second and then I figured it out and stammered, "Oh shit, sorry!" I pulled my hand away and David held onto my dick and gave it a gentle squeeze. I moaned, not sure whether he heard it over the running water. "You do have a nice dick," he shrugged as if this was no big thing to him. "Thanks!" I murmured.
"Turn around," he said. "What?" I asked, even though I'd heard him. "Turn around!" he said sternly.
I turned around, the water blasting my neck and shoulder. He told me to bend over. At this point, I'd do anything he asked. I bent over. David turned off his shower and pulled back the divider curtain, stepping into my stall. He pressed himself up against my back and asked me if it felt good. I hesitantly told him that it did. "How about this?" he asked and pressed his dick against my ass. I hesitated, scared, confused, and turned on. "Um, David, I'm not sure I'm ready for that," I admitted. "Well, this is what gays do man, they fuck." "I thought you said you were gay?" he asked. "I am!" I told him, not wanting to chicken out. David replaced his dick with his finger and ran it around my tight, virgin, hole. I moaned and was also relieved that he didn't try to fuck me. "You ever play with yourself?" he asked. I nodded that I did, but I think he meant playing with my asshole, which I was very unfamiliar with. "Doesn't seem like it," he commented and pushed his finger in a bit. It hurt and I winced, but then the thought of the whole thing became too much. I started to pant and then I felt it happening. My balls clinched and then I shot a massive load onto the shower wall. "Oh fuck!" I moaned. David pulled his finger out of me and stepped back. "You cum?" he asked, incredulously. There was no hiding that I had. David laughed at me and grabbed his shower stuff. I noticed that he wasn't hard anymore and that added to my embarrassment.
Chapter 2
I got back to my room and sat on my bed with the realization that I'd just outed myself and had another guy touch me. I was told my whole life stuff like this wasn't okay and that I'd sinned. I felt very guilty, but also intrigued. The naughtiness of the whole thing just added to the perverted fun.
It took me a while, but I finally worked up my courage to go talk to David. I needed to tell him that I wasn't really gay and that that was all a misunderstanding. I gently knocked on his door and David opened it, still wearing his bathrobe. His lean, pale, but muscular chest was uncovered. "Back for more, stud?" he smirked. I ignored that and stammered, "Listen, David, that was.. " He cut me off and told me to come into his room. He pulled out his desk chair for me and then sat on his bed. His robe wasn't doing a good job of covering his crotch and when he saw me looking, he didn't try to cover it up. It was like he was trying to make me uncomfortable. "Um, I just wanted to say that you seem like a really cool dude and all, but I'm not sure what happened..." I mumbled, trying to dig myself out. David cut me off. "Take your clothes off!" he ordered. "Um...what?" I exclaimed. "Take your clothes off or I tell everybody in the dorm how me and my buddies took turns fucking you all weekend." He said, arching an eyebrow. I was dumbfounded, but also realized I was moments from doing it until he started laughing. "Dude, relax...I wouldn't do that...but really take your clothes off." He said.
I looked down at his crotch and saw that he was getting hard. That made me excited too. "Hang on," he said and got up and locked his door. He let his robe fall and I took in his body. He approached me and told me to lift my arms, and he helped me out of my shirt. His penis was incredibly close, and it brushed my cheek. I turned and it contacted my lips. "Go ahead," David urged. I opened my mouth and the soft, warm, head slipped inside. "Oh that feels good," he commented and pushed in a little more. "No teeth, baby," he said. I mumbled an apology. I sucked him for a bit and couldn't figure out why my mouth was getting so wet until he pulled back and I noticed how much clear liquid was pouring out of him. My jaw was also getting sore, so I was glad to have a break. "Go lay on my bed," he said. I stood up and pulled my shorts off and got on his bed, thinking he was going to touch my dick again. Since his room was a single, he didn't have a bunk bed over his. I lay down and he told me to roll over on my front. I did what he told me to do.
David opened his bedside drawer and pulled out a small tube. "I'm gonna play with your ass again, but don't cum so soon this time." I nodded that I understood. David sat on the bed next to me and poured the cool liquid between my cheeks. "Spread your legs," he said. I did it. He ran his thin fingers up and down my crack, playing them across my hole. The lube leaked down my crack and dripped off my sack. I spread my legs further and pushed up. "You're a natural," he praised me. I appreciated the praise. David got up and climbed between my legs. I felt him kiss my cheeks and lick them. He asked me how it felt, and I told him, "Good!" concentrating on anything else but my rock-hard cock under me. David knew I was warmed up and then dipped a finger inside me. It felt so much easier now!
"Gonna slide it in all the way," he whispered and then pushed his thin middle finger inside me. "It's good, right?" he asked. I nodded, not wanting to admit that it hurt a little. David slowly worked me this way for several minutes and then added another finger. I winced at the sudden spike of discomfort, but he didn't stop. Then the feeling turned to pleasure. "I think you're ready," he said, and I felt his weight shift on the bed. David pulled his fingers out and then I felt his penis push against me, much wider than the two fingers. "Oh fuck, David, I can't do this!" I panicked, suddenly realizing what was happening, but also not wanting to stop. "Sshhhh!" David whispered, his face near my ear and his light body on top of mine. "I need to finish making you gay," he whispered and pushed in further. My breath caught and I cried out in pleasure, pain, and being scared at the changes I was feeling. I bit down on the pillow that I'd pulled underneath my face and tears lept out of my eyes as David pushed inside further. "Once I cum in you, you're mine," he grunted, "And then you're gay forever!" he whispered.
His body rested on mine, and he slowly pushed in and out of me, hitting a spot that made my dick leap. David knew it and told me he found my spot and started to abuse it. I let go of the pillow in my mouth and was panting when David told me to, "Go ahead and let go!" The surge built up, like I needed to piss, but I knew this was different. My ass clenched and David moaned and my dick spasmed under me. I moaned loud and David told me to cum hard. I moaned harder, almost yelling, I shook the bed, banging the headboard against the well, and then felt the sheets turn wet under me. David pushed in hard and I felt him swell. He told me he was cumming deep in my ass and that I was going to take it like a true fag. "I'm not a fag!" I tried to tell him; the emotions making me tear up. David held onto the wood slat of the headboard and used it to pull hard into me. He finished inside with a grunt and then leaned down, kissing my ear and said, "Now you are."
I suddenly felt very vulnerable and ashamed. Here I was face down in the gay guy's room, having surrendered to him in the worst way possible. "I need to go!" I said and pushed him off, feeling his cock slide out. It was breathless for a moment, but I quickly pulled on my shorts and t-shirt, accidentally putting both on backwards. I glanced back at David, and he looked slightly annoyed. "I'll see you tonight," he said, dismissively. I didn't know what that meant, but I hurried back to my room and quickly shut and locked my door. I thought I needed to get his cum out of me and soon -- a way to reverse what I'd just done - so I grabbed my trashcan and hovered over it. My ass was wet, and I was able to slide my finger inside. I beared down and heard several plops of cum and lube fall onto the glossy plastic cover of a term paper I'd thrown away. After getting all off his cum out, I probed the area with my finger again. I was still soaked, and it felt a little puffy, but no worse for wear. I slid my finger inside and tried to find that good spot but couldn't reach it. I quickly looked around for something that would work and grabbed the broom from behind my door.
Chapter 3
I lay down on the thin carpet patch in my dorm room and lined up the broomstick and slid it in. It grabbed my ass lips and pushed them in with them. I moaned and pushed harder, looking for that good spot. "Oh, fuck yeah!" I thought as I pushed against it. I pulled the handle in and out until I started to feel a little dry. I was so close to cumming but needed lube. I fished out my term paper and swiped a gob of cummy lube off of it and ran it around the ring holding in the wooden rod. The naughty use of this cum to get me off did the trick and I shot a huge load all over my stomach and chest. I dipped my finger into the mess and tasted it. I imagined it was David's and that turned me on. Once my chest was bare, I realized I'd managed to eat all of it while fantasizing about him.
I stayed in my dorm room as the sun set, having snacks for dinner. I didn't want to risk running into David. The embarrassment and shame were back. I kept glancing at the broom, returned to its spot behind the door, but now with a little shine to the top of the yellow handle. This was all too much; I decided to just go to sleep.
The problem was that I couldn't sleep. I lay on my stomach, feeling my cock hard below me and throbbing, thinking about what had happed that day. I knew things were going to change and wasn't sure what I'd do when all the guys got back on Sunday night. Would I tell them I slept with David and was now just as gay? Would I get a weird tone to my voice that told everyone that I got fucked in the ass? Maybe I'd start wearing those tight jeans that David liked to wear, the kind that cupped his ass and made his crotch stand out. Somebody told me he ordered his jeans from France, but they looked like regular jeans that just fit really well.
"Fuck!" I yelled out, turning over in frustration. I couldn't sleep, my dick was hard, and nothing made sense anymore.
I slipped out of my room and went to the bathroom at the end of the hallway. The coast was clear, with no sign of David, although I could see light coming from underneath his door. I took a leak and was walking back to my room but walked past it and approached David's room. It was quiet in there and I heard his keyboard click clacking. knock knock my finger wrapped on the door.
The handle turned and I heard his lock unclick. His room was warm and lit only by a couple of candles. He smiled with a knowing look and told me to come in. I did it. He stood in front of me and fished his hand inside the fly of my pajama bottoms and pulled out my dick and balls. Without a word, he fell to his knees. I moaned in pleasure and realized how much better he was at this than I was. It felt incredible, warm, wet, tender. "Do you want to cum?" he asked, looking up at me as he stroked me. I licked my lips and nodded that I did. "You can't leave after you cum, okay?" he made me promise. I nodded quickly, anything to get back into his mouth. He smiled again and took me back in after pulling my bottoms down around my ankles. I was moaning and actually starting to sweat, the feeling in his room was so intense. Just as I was about to explode, he pulled off and sat back. My cock was jerking and right on the verge of cumming. "Oh, c'mon please!" I begged. "Where do you want to cum?" he asked me and pulled at the sash of what looked to be a silk, black robe. He lay before me totally nude with a hard on. "Can I suck it?" I asked, instead. I was eager to please him. He smiled and nodded quickly. I fell to the floor and buried my face in his crotch. He still smelled clean from the shower but had a slight musk that smelled like sex. I knew where that smell came from. This time, with him in my mouth, I wrapped my lips around my teeth and bobbed up and down on him, trying to imitate what he'd done on me. David ran his hands through my hair and remarked that I was a quick learner and maybe "a natural." "Do you like my cock?" he teased. I nodded and gave a muffled affirmative. He started talking dirty to me and I liked it.
"Do you like it in your mouth?" he asked. I nodded.
"What a cocksucker you are!" he chuckled. I nodded, not sure how to take that since my whole life if you called someone that you should be ready to fight, but I couldn't argue with a literal cock in my mouth.
"Remember how you told me you were gay earlier?" he asked, and then moaned slightly. I nodded. "That was really cute!" he said. "Thanks," I murmured.
"Remember how I fucked you earlier?' he teased. I didn't respond. "Right in your tight little virgin ass..." He mused. "Did I make you a faggot today?" he giggled. I pulled back, my jaw aching, and my lips covered with spit. I was mad and a little confused at what he was saying. "Why was he talking to me like this?" I thought. David held my gaze and leaned forward and held my cock. It sent a shock through my body. Then he kissed me. I tried to pull back, having never kissed a boy before, but then it felt good, and I leaned into it. David broke the kiss and pushed his mouth near my ear. "It's okay to be a faggot, I won't tell anyone," he whispered. I nodded, grateful for his trust.
David held my head with both hands and kissed me again and stared into my eyes. "Tell me..." he said. "Tell you what?" I asked, exasperated. "Tell me..." he said again, his gaze intense. "I liked what we did earlier," I offered. David reached down and stroked the head of my penis with his fingernails - a reward of sorts. He wanted to hear more. "You made me cum really hard!" I admitted. "I know," David smiled and shrugged. "Are you close to cumming now?" he asked, with a glance at my dick that was about to burst. I nodded, silently. He pulled away, leaving me wanting, again.
David leaned against his bed and with his legs splayed, stroking himself. I moved to go down on him, but he held me back. "Tell me more about today," he said. "I've never been with a guy before," I told him. He gave me a look like he didn't believe me. "Okay, I jerked off a couple times with some guys from high school," I admitted. He smiled knowing he got the truth out of me. "How long have you known?" he asked. "Known what?" I asked, naively. "Oh, I don't know, that you like dick...apparently in both your mouth and your ass," he said, a little sarcastically. I blushed but decided to tell the truth. "14," I admitted. "Why then?" he asked. I told him that's when I started to notice guys at the pool and in the gym locker rooms. "Guys your age?" he asked. "No." I shook my head. "OIder guys, you know the ones with the big ones," I said. David squeezed his cock and a fat drop of precum came out. He flipped it onto his finger and held it out for me. I licked it greedily.
"And now you've been with a man...with a big one..." He laughed, "And how was it." "Awesome," I admitted. "And are you now a cocksucker?" he asked, bemused. I shrugged, "Yeah, I guess so."
"And do you take it up the ass?" he asked. Another shrug and I resignedly said, "Yeah...guess so."
"And did I make you a faggot today?" he asked and held his finger out with another drop of precum.
I leaned forward and licked it. "Yes," I said quietly. "Tell me," he said. "You made me a faggot," I whispered and then went down on him.
"You're a good cocksucking faggot," he whispered to me as I demonstrated on him, but when he said it now, I didn't feel ashamed but emboldened. Here in his dorm room on the floor, lit by candlelight, with him in my mouth, I got to admit what I am - a cocksucking faggot-and I wanted to be really good at it.
I choked a little bit when David leapt under me and started to cum. The first shot went right in my throat and triggered me to cough, but I still held onto him. His cum filled my mouth and pushed out around my lips and ran down his dick. "Ohhhh! Fuuuuuuuck! That feels good!" David moaned and pushed my head down onto him, holding me in place. Eventually, his grip relaxed and I fell back; my mouth and face covered with spit and frothy cum. "Did you swallow?" he asked me. I knew some of it had gone in since he shot into my throat, but most of it seemed to be all over my face. "Yeah!" I said. I wiped my mouth with my arm and leaned against his desk, across from him in the small room.
I was very aware that I hadn't cum yet and was even more amped up after giving my first blowjob and tasting my first taste of another man's cum. "You wanna do me?" I asked, hoping. "We'll get to that," he said cryptically. "What do you want?" he asked. "Blowjob?" I asked, again hopefully. "David shrugged and said, "But I want to fuck your ass again." I looked down and he didn't seem like he was ready for that yet. He noticed the look and laughed. "I'll get there," he promised, "Until then let's just hang out."
Chapter 4
David asked me if I smoked weed and I told him "Occasionally." "Cool!" he said and cracked his window open. He got a joint out of a small container buried in his closet. He lit it, puffed, and then let me try it. I coughed a little, held the smoke, and then blew it under the cracked window. We sat next to each other on his bed and handed the joint back and forth until we were feeling plenty high. The weed was making me even hornier and very laid back. "Mmmm!" I want you to fuck me!" I said and reached out and stroked David.
David looked at me and said, "Let's go wander!"
He stood up and pulled his robe off, leaving him totally naked. His hand held the doorknob and then he turned it, opening the door and letting in light from the hallway. "What are you doing?" I laughed. "I told you, let's go wander!" he said. I stood up and followed him into the hallway, leaving my clothes behind too. We both started to laugh, being totally naked out in the hallway. "C'mon!" he said and grabbed hand. We walked down the hallway together, stark naked and both of our cocks bouncing and swinging in front of us.
We stopped at my room, and he asked me to show him around. He took it in, a room just like his, but a little bigger since I had a roommate. He sat on the edge of my desk and glanced down. I took the command and fell to my knees, sucking David on my desk. We did this for a few minutes, making David hard, and then he got up and moved to my roommate's desk. He was a douchebag, so I thought it was funny. David sat on his keyboard and joked about how every time he was typing, he'd be touching David's ass. This was very funny to both of us, high out of our minds. "Which bed is yours?" he asked. "Top," I muttered. David told me to climb up there and hang my ass over the edge. I was very exposed when he stood behind me and stuck his tongue right up my ass. "Oh fuck David!" I told him, once again feeling my very underserved cock swelling under me. David once again sensed I was close but told me not to cum and pulled away.
"Come on!" he announced and left my room. I followed him up the hallway and then he started to run. We were both laughing and running down the hallway. David ran into the bathroom and told me to hang on. He looked through the showers until he found someone's forgotten shower caddy. David uncapped a small bottle of lotion and poured it on his dick, working it up into a thick coating. "Go to the sink and bend over!" he laughed. I laughed too and bent over the cold, white porcelain sink. My hips pushed against the lip of the sink and David stepped behind me. His lotioned cock pushed against me and he told me to bear down like I needed to shit. I did it and his head pushed inside. I yelped and David moaned. "Okay?" he asked. "So big!" I grunted. He laughed and said that he knew. Finally, I felt his hand reach under me and hold onto my cock. His lubed hand was slick and warm and I told him I couldn't stop. David told me he knew it and wanted me to cum for him in the sink. I pushed back and stood up, David holding still inside me and then I grunted. The cum flew over the sink and hit the backsplash, another shot, and I coated the far side, and more coating the inside of it. I was panting and moaning, enjoying the longest and most powerful orgasm I've ever had. David asked if I was done and all I could do was nod. He gently pushed me back over the sink and resumed pumping in and out of me. I moaned under him.
"Lick it up!" he said. "Huh?" I asked. "Lick up your cum while I fuck you!" he ordered. I stuck out my tongue and licked it off of the cold porcelain of the sink. "And there!" he pointed. I licked it off the metal faucet. "And there!" he said, laughing, pointing to the backsplash. I used my fingers to collect it and then swiped it into my mouth, now cold and a little runny.
"You want it in your ass or mouth?" David grunted. "Huh?" I asked, not understanding. "My load!" he grunted. "Too late!" he announced, and David's slim hips rammed into mine. He came deep in my ass and pushed so hard; I was up on my tippy toes while he unloaded. "Deep in your ass!" he moaned with satisfaction.
David pulled out of me and then handed me a wad of paper towels -- which I ignored. I liked the feeling back there and hoped he'd get hard again soon. Neither of us wanted the fun to be over.
"Let's wander!" David announced. I followed him naked; my ass leaking and face crusty with his cum, all over the dorm. It was fun and exciting to do it, knowing we were the only ones there. We paused in the lounge for some mutual oral on the couch. I straddled him and took advantage of his hard cock and slid down on him. "Imagine if all these guys could see us," David mused while he slowly fucked me. He told me it would take him a while to cum this time and it did, but it was amazing. A nice slow fuck while we were high. My cock was a sieve, leaking constantly as I rode him, providing two short and mild orgasms until he finally unloaded one more time, leaving both of us exhausted.
We got back to our hallway and David said goodnight. I asked if I could stay in his room. He smiled and grabbed my hand, and we walked back to his room.
It was a tight fit on his single bed, but we got in close. In the morning, I felt him nudging against me and I asked him to fuck me. He moaned and pushed in, testing the lube and cum from the night before.