College m/m jo oral anal
This story is completely fiction; it is the story of a college student and his sexual pleasures and adventures. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you must leave now.
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After that first afternoon with Frank, I wondered if there really would be more, despite the fact that he had already said he wanted more. In fact, I was pretty alert to his mood the next time we worked together -- two days later. But he was all smiles. He wasn't ignoring our afternoon or pretending it hadn't happened, because he gave me winks through our shift -- and a little pinch on the ass when we were both in the stacks at the same time.
I hadn't told him about my cocksucking in the dorm -- he didn't need to know. And I continued to get Chris' and Jake's cocks, though Jake's a little less frequently. He had a girl friend by now, so he was getting pussy and blow jobs. One day when he signaled me to his room, though, he told me his girl didn't really know how to suck a cock, so he wanted "a good one." I was happy to oblige anytime he needed "a good one."
Chris and I got to be more and more casual with each other, often sitting around in nothing but briefs. He had a girl friend, too -- a hunk like him would have, naturally -- so he was getting pussy "sometimes," he said. The problem was that, while his girlfriend would jack him off now and then, she wouldn't suck his dick. She said it was "too dirty."
"So it's time for the B Team," I had said, with a grin.
"When it comes to cocksucking, buddy," he said, "you're the A Team."
One day I came back early from a class that had been cancelled and opened the door to find Chris naked with a hard cock in his hand. It was his turn to get caught!
He grinned. (I came to love that grin!) "I assumed it was you when I heard the key in the door."
"Class got cancelled. I see you have plans."
He stood up, holding that hard cock out toward me. I made sure the door was locked behind me, walked over, and got on my knees in front of him.
"Nah," he shook his head. "You get naked, too."
Hell, yeah! I noticed then that the porn he had been watching showed one guy sucking another guy's huge dick. He saw my glance at his monitor and laughed.
"Cocksucking just turns me on, Jer. What can I say?" He waved his hard dick at me.
I got undressed as quickly as possible, pullling my briefs down and making my own dick spring out. I put my hands on the cheeks of his ass (he'd never let me reach any farther back) and pulled him to me. There was one big drop of precum on those little lips, and I waited for it to get large enough to begin to fall. I held his cockhead so that the long string of delicious pre would fall on my tongue. So smooth and sweet! Then I held his dick up and began to lick those balls I'd gotten to know so well. I knew just how to use my tongue to get those groans I loved to hear. I always loved his scent here. That masculine musk!
I massaged both ass cheeks with my fingers as I licked upward and caught his cock with my lips. I started sucking his cockhead right away because I wanted more of his sweet pre, and I wasn't disappointed. My tongue washed over and over his swollen cockhead to get every drop. Then I pressed my face in toward him, sucking as it disappeared between my lips. The underside of it moved slowly down my tongue, and his cockhead reached the entrance to my throat.
"Aww... fuck yea," Chris moaned. "That's it... yeaaa..."
But I wasn't ready to deep throat him yet. I moved my head slightly back and forth, making his cockhead move in the opposite directions in the heat and wetness of my mouth. I don't think there was a millimeter of skin on that mushroom that didn't get caressed by my tongue or cheeks. And I was spreading the oozing precum everywhere inside my mouth. I let his cock slide from my mouth and moved my lips through his pubes until I reached his bellybutton. I kissed it, then licked it slowly, raking my tongue across it and then pointing it to lick inside.
He had never let me get any higher. I yearned to work his nipples and kiss those beautiful lips, but we'd never even been in bed together. And press our naked bodies together...
Returning to his crotch, I licked wetly at the crevice between the inside of his thigh and his balls. He spread his legs apart a little more, and my tongue moved to his ballsac; I sucked a ball into my mouth. I knew this really turned him on -- and it sure was something he'd never get from his girl. I sucked gently but hungrily on that globe as my fingers moved down from his ass, reaching into the inside of his thighs from behind him. The inside of his thighs were lightly covered with little tiny blond hairs, and I knew that moving them gently made his cock throb. The other ball got its share of sucking, too. Then I felt a drop of his precum land on my cheek.
Raising my head -- licking up the center of his ballsac as I went -- I got to the base of his cock, right where it meets the ballsac. I stopped and sucked there, using a little more suction than before. I slowly slid by wet mouth up the tender tube on the underside of his cock. I moved one hand from his thigh so I could hold his cock steady as I alternately licked and sucked the underside of his cockhead.
This was where he was so sensitive his breath began to come in short puffs, getting louder the longer I worked that spot. The skin was soft and loose at the base of his crown, and I pulled at it when I sucked.
"Ooooooo Jer... oooooo... uhhhhhh..."
I really wanted to prolong this session, but I knew he'd have to get dressed for his next class, and it always took him at little time to fully recover. So I sucked his cockhead into my mouth and began to work it seriously. My tongue moved rapidly, and the suction increased. We both knew what was about to happen. Up and down that hot, wet shaft...
"Awww... god Jer... gonna cum..."
I'd always let him pull his cock out at this point. I loved to watch his strong cumshots as they landed anywhere his cock pointed as I stroked it fast. But this time I wanted him to cum in my mouth.
"Jer... Jer... gotta cum... oooooo..."
And then he did. My fingers were on his balls, squeezing gently, and I could actually feel them draw up as they began their work. His cock throbbed more rapidly in my mouth, and I could feel the surface of his cockhead begin to stretch tighter. I got my tongue on his little lips just in time to feel the first blast of hot cum. I stopped stroking and sucked faster.
"AAaaaaaaa... uuuhhhhh..."
With each shot, I could feel the heat against my tongue or cheek. I swallowed fast and didn't even stop sucking to do it. My mouth was suddenly filled with his hot cream. I controlled my gag reflex and swallowed. His cockhead spasmed in my mouth several more times, and I was rewarded with more of his milk, the delicious essence of his sex, straight from inside his hot body...
His cock was slowly oozing now, and I licked it a few times inside my mouth, then removed it so I could lick around his cockhead and down his shaft. It was then that I realized he had been standing with both of his hands on my shoulders. He raised up slowly, breathing deeply as I cleaned him. Then he fell back onto his bed and lay there.
I sat over on my bed and watched him. His arms were both above his head, his legs spread out, his dick -- still semi-hard -- lying against his left thigh. He was gorgeous. I looked and listened to his breath as I slowly stroked my own dick, but with that beautiful sight in front of me and the taste of his cum still in my mouth, it wasn't long before I grunted and shot my cum onto my thigh and belly. Then I lay back on my bed.
I heard a long sigh from across the room. "Fuck, Jerry... that was fantastic. You never did that before... I mean, in the mouth, swallowing. What... what did it taste like?"
I knew he'd licked his own cum off a finger now and then; I'd seen him do it. But I guess he wanted to hear it from me.
"You're warm, tangy, a little salty -- delicious. And I can still taste you."
Silence from across the room. I didn't know if he was still curious... or what he was thinking.
He slowly raised up from his bed, looking like the most satisfied guy in the dorm. He smiled -- not his usual grin, but the way you'd smile at a good buddy after sharing something important -- I couldn't really read it.
He got some tissues and wiped what remained on his cock.
"Better get dressed for class." I watched as he got the clothes from the end of his bed and dressed. But he paused before he opened the door. "Have I ever told you that you're fantastic?" That smile was still on his face when he left.
I lay back on my bed and played with my cum; I wiped it from my thigh and belly, then wiped it onto my cock. I sucked a little from my finger and my taste and his taste mingled in my mouth. I stroked my dick slowly as my memory replayed our session. I wondered what he had been thinking when he was lying on his bed afterwards... His smile... My cock soon stiffened -- I like jacking off with my own cum -- and I abandoned the past few moments for the present. My gut tightened, and my dick shot out one long stream of cum, then oozed what little remained after my first cum.
But I got my real satisfaction from Frank, of course. That boy knew how to do it! He'd obviously had lots of practice in high school. We exchanged stories one afternoon as we lay together following sex. He told me he only had one gay friend in high school, but they'd had sex often. He later showed me Scott's picture in his yearbook: curly blond hair and a beautiful face. I told him about some of my friends in high school. I knew I was the first guy he'd had sex with in college, and I guess he assumed he was the first for me. I let him think that.
I licked his cum from his belly and used my tongue to place it in his mouth. He sucked my tongue in, and we kissed deeply as our arms circled each other. The heat from our bodies was caught between us, and our sweat made us slide against each other. I was on top of him, and when our kiss ended I moved my lips to his ear, first sucking a little on his lobe and then pointing my tongue to wash his ear. As I kissed his shoulder he lay his arm above his head so I could lick and suck at his underarm; he knew I loved that, but he loved it, too. As my tongue washed that warm place, I played with his nipple with my fingers, rubbing it around and pinching it lightly. Then I lay my head on his chest, listening to his heart, and playing with his pubes with my fingers. We lay quietly for a while, just enjoying the warmth and confort of each other.
He spoke so quietly I could hardly hear him.
"I've never been fucked."
I'd wondered. He'd never said anything about it, and I'd wondered if he and Scott had gotten around to that. I hadn't brought it up; I'd decided to wait and let him get to the subject.
"Are you surprised?" he asked softly.
"Lots of guys never fuck," I assured him. "Some guys like it; some don't."
"No, that's not what I mean. We were going to. See, Scott and I were going to room together in college out there... But he went, and I had to stay here. We'd talked about fucking. If I'd gone there, we would have."
There was a note of real regret, genuine sorrow, in his voice. But I hadn't expected his next comment.
"Jerry, would you fuck me?"
I could hear his heart beating in his chest, and I could feel mine beating. "If it's you and Scott..." I began.
"No," he answered. I could feel his fingers combing through my hair. "Scott and I aren't together. That's just the way it is. We'll probably see each other if he comes back for vacation, but that's a long trip... No. Jerry, I want you to fuck me."
I hadn't been fucked that much myself. A buddy and I started fucking my junior year in high school, and another buddy joined us my senior year. Not every time we got together, but often enough... And I'd played with Jerry's prostate a few times -- and he with mine -- so my fingers were familiar with his hot tunnel...
"Please." Frank thought I hadn't answered yet because I was going to say 'no.'"
"Yes, o yes!" I kept my head on his chest and my fingers in his pubes. "I'd love to fuck you. And you'll love it." I raised up and looked at him. "I promise."
Frank was a virgin. I would take his cherry ass. My dick began to come alive again.
I leaned in, and we kissed, our tongues moving against each other.
"The first time..." he began, as we separated."
"The first time is important," I said, "and it's important to prepare a guy right. I don't want to hurt you. And, you know, the first time may hurt a little bit." His eyes were locked onto mine. "But with preparation, the hurt turns into pleasure so fast you won't believe it." I knew about the hurt, because the first I had been fucked there had been almost no preparation, and it hurt like hell. I wasn't going to do that to Frank.
"I'll do whatever you tell me," Frank said.
"Get on your belly."
He rolled over, and his round bubble butt was right there in front of me. I'd admired it so often. I'd massaged it with my fingers. Now I would enter him in the most intimate way a guy can. His cherry ass...
I reached over to the side table next to his bed to get the lube. We'd used it on each others's cocks and holes before. He spread his legs wide for me, and I dribbled a few drops on his hole. He was so pretty back there. His ass cheeks were smooth, and the skin around his hole was dark pink. As I rubbed some of the lube around it, I could feel the puckered skin, the skin I would open, first with my finger and then my dick. An entrance that had never known a cock... a virgin hole...
I coud feel him relax a bit as I massaged his hole, and I began to press in gently. His ring resisted at first, but then it spead open to let the tip of my finger in, as it always had before. I stopped just inside his ring to move my finger around. I'd never done that when I'd played with his prostate, but I'd read that there are more nerve endings at an asshole than there are at any other single point in the body. Frank's soft moans confirmed it. When I'd fingerfucked him before, it was only to get to his prostate, and I hadn't played around inside much. This time I could feel -- and enjoy -- the slick, smooth, moist tunnel. I moved my finger deeper and began to roll it around a bit.
"O yea..." Frank groaned.
After a few moments I pulled my finger out -- the ring snapped shut quickly, as though it resented the intrusion -- and I lubed his hole a little more, then two of my fingers. This is where it begins to get different, I thought. I pressed his hole open again with my fuckfinger, then pressed the tip of my index finger in. The hole pulsed, trying to push the intruders away. I gradually got both fingers in up to the second knuckle, and I stopped moving them.
"How is it?" I asked.
"Yea... O so good..."
I rotated my fingers, getting the opening used to being spread wider. I wiggled the tips of my fingers against the warm tissue.
"O fuck yessssss..."
The third finger was harder to get in, of course. I went more slowly, stopping frequently to let Frank adjust to the feeling. When his moans continued, I fucked my fingers in and a a little.
"God, you are so warm inside," I whispered. My cock was so hard it almost hurt.
I pulled my fingers out and put a little more lube in place. This time I inserted a thumb so I could rub outward against his ring with the pad of my thumb. Then my other thumb. I slowly moved both thumbs, opening his hole a little more each time my thumbs pressed against it. I could see inside him, now. God. It looked so hot... I continued for a long time, using my thumbs, then removing them and using my fingers.
As the fingers of one hand moved against his ring, I used the other hand to dribble some lube on my cock. I set the lube aside and stroked, covering my cockhead and shaft. I removed my fingers and lay my cockhead against his opening.
"That's my cockhead you feel," I said.
"Yesss... put it in..."
I pressed against that tight pucker, and it resisted as though my fingers had never opened it at all. I pressed a little harder. I could feel the puckered skin against the tip of my cockhead... The hole opened a bit... My cock moved against the hole... O god! I could feel the tight ring against the tip of my cockhead, feel it moving, sliding up toward the crown as I entered. I felt a sudden snap, as his ring grabbed my cockhead right beneath the crown. And I was in!
"Oooooo FUCK... Damn... God, it hurts, Jer..."
I stopped the movement.
"I'm not moving, babe. Just let your ass get used to it." I was speaking softly, but I wanted to scream with pleasure as my cockhead was completely surrounded by his wet, hot ass. "Let it happen... it's okay..." I held still for a bit, then began to descend into the tunnel.
"Fuuuuuuck... Jer... hurts..."
"No, Frank. No, babe. You're getting used to it. The hurt will stop soon. You'll see."
It was all I could do to keep from plunging my hard tool as deep into his ass as it would go.
I moved downward a little at a time, sometimes moving my hips side to side so my cockhead would press against the sides of his tunnel. God, he was hot! And tight! My cockhead... my shaft... gripped by his tightness, sliding in the moisture...
I was moving slowly, so I was fully in before I realized it. I could feel my balls against his ass, my pubes pressed into him, my cock throbbing inside...
"I'm in, Frank. All the way, babe. Let's lie still and get used to it."
I slowly lay down onto him, my sweaty chest against his back and my dick, all seven inches, in as deep as it could go. I lay there, feeling him move beneath me with every breath, listening to his low moaning, knowing my cock was being held tightly by his no-longer-virgin ass.
I could feel and hear him take a deep breath. "Ooooo... feels good now... better... feels so big in me... so hot inside..."
That was my cue to begin moving again. I moved my hands to support my weight and slowly pulled my hips up... feeling his smooth tissue slide against my shaft and cockhead...
"Ooooo..." It was a tiny whimper I heard now. "Do it... fuck me Jer fuckmefuckme..."
And I did. When my dick was up enough so just my cockhead remained inside his ring, I began to lower it again. Sliding in his wetness... in his tightness...
"Yesss... fuck..." His voice was higher, as though he had to force the air out to speak at all. "Yessss..."
All the way down again. Then all the way up. I was moving with regular motion now, a constant movement inside his tunnel... Down then up... Slowly... I could hardly stand the tension inside me... Down and up a little faster... A little harder with every downward movement... Slick tight wet hot ooooooo yes fuck him fuck.
I realized I was saying it out loud. "Fuck." With every downward thrust. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! Fuck!"
"aaaaAAAAA oooooofuck me me yeaaaaa..." His voice was high as though he were singing, singing of the pleasure of cock-in-ass fucking cock getting filled opened again and again fuck fuck..."
The tightness inside me was almost painful, and I could hold back no longer. I thrust down with real force... My cock was a piston inside him.
"Gaaaaaaaa yaaaaaaaa uuhhhhh..." I don't know who was making the sounds... maybe both of us...
I knew it only a split second before it happened. Something burst inside me, something exploded in there deep... I could feel the unbelievalble heat moving upward pulling my seed from my balls forcing my juice out... My cock trembled inside him... I froze for just a second couldn't move... My little lips opened and a flood of cum coursed through my dick and spilled into his ass. I pumped so fast... in and out... spasm after spasm... fucking my cum into him... emptying my balls into him... filling his ass with my cummmm...
I gasped as the last of my cum shot out. I could feel the last of it oozing out those little lips... into him... ass...
I collasped on top of him with sudden exhaustion.
"Stay in... don't pull out... stay..." It sounded as though Frank could hardly get the words out.
As I lay on top of him, the movement caused my dick to slide upward just a little... still buried... so sensitive... I could hear the breath sucked into both of us, feel the trembling of his body under mine.
"Stay..." A whisper I could hardly hear.
I lay there for a while, unable to actually know how long it was. I could feel my cock swimming in the flood of cum inside of him. Then I pulled out of him with a groan; there was a wet 'pop' as my cock pulled out of his entrance. I rolled off of him, onto my back, beside him. I could feel my cock... so wet... cool... away from the heat of his tunnel...
Frank slowly raised up on his elbows and looked at me. Was there a tear in his eye?
"So good... Fuck, Jer, that was the most awesome thing I've ever felt. Fuck, I can still feel you in me! Your cum... inside... O fuck..."
He lay his head on my chest, and we lay still as our breath returned to normal. There was moisture beneath his face on my chest... My sweat... his tears?
Eventually we could both control the trembling and breathing, and he raised up only to place his lips against mine, open my mouth with his tongue, and kiss deeply. I guess I kissed with more passion... more satisfaction... than I had ever felt.
"Thank you..." he whispered, as he let his head drop to my shoulder.
Frank across my chest... my cock beginning to soften completely... my cum, I'm sure, beginning to leak from his hole...
We actualy fell asleep that way.