Chapter I - Introduction
Hello reader! My name is Michel. I am 22 years old and live in Paris, near Chatillon-Montrouge, at the end of the southern metro line. I study Mathematics at a well-known university. Let me begin my story by telling you about the student apartment I live in.
The apartment is located in a large building that used to be a garage, until the owner passed away in 1984 and his daughter decided to build student's apartments in the building. Right now, the structure's former function is still obvious -- there is a gate leading to the inner courtyard, and some of the original fixtures are still in place. To this day, the basement smells faintly of petrol and rubber, believe me or not. However, the building is now occupied by 8 students. We are all guys and intend to maintain our boys-only status as things seem to work great for us this way. We are pretty well organized for a student's house; we even have a cleaning roster and eat meals together every day at 19:00 sharp. My room is in the old office located over the main gate, so I have an excellent view of the street as well as the rest of the building. It's quite a spacious room with lots of light and some of the original furniture still in place; the only downside is that our shared showers are on the ground floor.
I don't like to describe myself as a gay person, I just prefer guys and everybody knows. Specifically, when it comes to sex, I love to give blowjobs, and to be perfectly honest: the best part for me is when a guy comes in my mouth and I swallow his sperm. It is in fact more than "like" -- I think I'm actually addicted to sperm. I just love how it feels in my mouth and throat, and how it always tastes a bit different for every guy. Before, I was always in pursuit of the next blowjob and used virtually all my free time to find guys to suck. That usually worked fine, but one day about two years ago, I had a breakthrough moment. While we were all quietly eating a nice bowl of pasta one evening, I dropped the bomb and announced that from that day forward, whenever one of my homies wanted a blowjob, he simply needed to drop by and I would suck them off. You could hear a needle fall for a few seconds, then someone started to grin nervously, then it turned silent again. I confessed publicly that I just loved to suck guys as often as I could, and that I thought it would be a great deal for my homies as well. Plain and simple, no strings attached. So that is how, one evening, our little brotherhood of men gained perhaps its greatest perk: free blowjobs.
That very evening, the first one to accept my invitation was leader-of-the-pack Pierre -- a loud, friendly, 2-meter tall guy from Marseille. He coined a standing joke as he politely offered me dessert in my room. I see now that in doing so, he led the way for the other guys. Pierre followed me to my room, unzipped his jeans and I took his already erect dick in my mouth. His dick was normal sized, and the combination of my expert lips and his through-the-roof hormone levels caused him to ejaculate within a minute. He watched in amazement as I first swallowed all of his cum, then made sure to gently suck the last drop out of his dick before releasing him. "Dude, that was... Great. Gross, but you really suck dick like a porn star." I heard him ramble down the stairs back to kitchen, then some loud noises and cheers as the other guys apparently wanted to know if I really had given Pierre a blowjob. I was happy as a hippo as I always am after a blowjob, but I was also very unsure if I had overplayed my hand. I looked outside where it had only just stopped raining. A dog barked while his owner, an old lady, was figuring out where to put her umbrella.
Then suddenly new noises on the stairs appeared, and a knock on my door telling me there was probably no need to worry. Still panting a bit in the doorway, Jean-Luc looked at me laughing in disbelief.
"Did you really do it? You sucked him off and swallowed his jizz?" he asked.
"I did, bro... and I think he liked it as much as I did" I replied casually checking with my finger for any of Pierre's spunk left on my face. "Jeeeez man. I mean... it's cool" he stuttered. He stood in the doorway for a few seconds, turned to walk away, then turned again. He abruptly closed the door behind him, and asked in a low voice if was up for some more proteins. Now it was my turn to laugh, and I told him to unzip his pants and approach me. Jean-Luc's is a hairy guy, with beautiful dreamy blue eyes; his penis was still flaccid but had a nice size. I decided to show my good intentions by kissing his cock head and carefully fondle his balls with my right hand.
I wanted to keep these casual encounters with my roommates simple and straightforward, unlike a full-blown sexual experience involving kissing, anal sex or other things, so I had decided to strictly limit the encounters to a guy's cock and balls. Jean-Luc seemed to enjoy my attention as his dick now pointed towards the ceiling. It was about 20 centimeters long and quite thick, but due to my ample experience, I knew would have no problem to take all of it into my mouth and let my lips touch his pubic bone. I realized though that the experience for both of us would be more enjoyable if I would lie down on my back and he would facefuck me. Therefore, I removed some piles of mathematical scribblings from the huge desk, and lied down on the desk with my head dangling from the edge. I told Jean-Luc to put his dick in my mouth and fuck me. He looked a bit disoriented, but obliged and carefully put about half of his dick inside my mouth, moving back and forth slightly. I realized that now was my one chance to establish myself as the house's expert cocksucker, so my hands reached around him and I slammed his ass forward so that all 20 centimeters slid into my throat. "Fuck! How... ah... how?..." he asked but I had no intention to reply. I just gave him a friendly slap on his ass instead. Still a bit uncertain, Jean-Luc soon found his footing and started to fuck my face in all earnest. I enjoyed it a lot and we were both moaning softly. Then suddenly it was all over as his sperm gushed down my throat. It was thick and sweet and I loved every drop of it. As he removed his dick and zipped up, Jean-Luc looked at me and repeated
"How did you do that? Take the whole thing down your throat I".
"Don't worry about that dude... I'm an expert" I smiled.
"Well... thanks, that was great. But one thing, I'm not gay like you, just so you know".
"It's all good man, I don't care as long as I can suck you" -- I just wanted to downplay this whole "gay" theme.
"Thanks. I'll come again sometime if I may" he said, and left.
From that evening, my life really took a turn for the better. Most of the cocks in the house soon found their way to my lips and on most nights, I would suck at least 5 of them. The little secret that we shared really strengthened the bond between all of us -- the many encounters in my room, as superficial as they were, created a whole new level of intimacy and friendship. Many a time, in fact, an ejaculation was followed by a beer and a good talk; on several occasions, even tears would come to the surface. I soon doubled as the resident Dr. Phil.
I have a lot more to tell you -- I'd appreciate it if you would let me know if you want to read it.