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Classes were so simple now. I was getting through advanced trigonometry and computer science, as if all of it was intuitive. Some of this was due to great Penn State instructors, a helpful advisor, but most was experience. The second semester was in full swing, and my grades were skyrocketing. A bumpy first semester was in the past. Now understanding what was expected, it was so fulfilling to get high test scores. That rhythm is important. Confidence up and stress was minimal at best.
Bill and I continued our foray of sexual activities, but I wasn't satisfied that we could display our compassion so openly. Yes my older sister knew I was gay, but I had always been on the down low. A lot of these feelings came up, when I attended gay student alliance meetings. Dr Pierson and also fellow students, brought up ways to bring up my frustrations with Bill. Yes I knew as a student athlete he could be tarnished by our activities, but I felt left out to be honest. One's value and self esteem are imperative. At these meetings I for a lot of support, and opened up more than expected. A lot of my friends from the rural home I came from, said I was "an enigma." Hard to read definitely, but some barriers were being broken down. Why couldn't I openly love another guy? The college was very open minded, and I knew gay couples who were male or female.
Consternation was real. Sure Bill and I had fun, as I definitely was satisfied with our night time activities. Okay night and weekends, but he was more often than now practicing with the baseball team. There was less time for us. Yet were we really that? Sure he had taken my virginity. I was attracted to him and had feelings, but there was a frustration boiling. When we were kissing and going at each other I was content, but the challenge of the heart is a real one. Also I noticed that Kenneth and I were exchanging glances, when we were at the Gay Student Alliance events. He also was muscular, tall, and had piercing blue eyes that were almost ocean like. Those sweatpants had something in there, and I was drawn to his magnetic confidence. He was unapologetic about being gay, and I did wonder if he was just the player type. When Bill was away for weekends, I found myself with a vibrating dildo inside me, and I literally had to bite my lips from screaming as I thought of him. He always wore an aggressive masculine scent, and we were now talking more than before. Definitely a charmer, but at the same time, I just didn't know what to feel despite my desires.
The semester grinded along, and often I was noticing hormonal changes. Soon I'd be 19, and I was becoming somewhat rabid is the best way to describe it. Between classes, I would read gay guy messages in the stalls. Usually I could control my urges, but occasionally I had to stroke one out reading them. They were so kinky and hot. One night Bill walked in and I jumped on him. Needless to say there was passionate kissing, and I got rocked hard, after making his cock drop precum over my lips. Both of us were pent up, but each time I brought up a real relationship, he would seemingly defer every damn time. Even as we snuggled in bed, with his sperm coming out of my ass, this was becoming far more challenging and dynamic. My friend Jay who was in a relationship with another man, said I should put him on notice. Yet every time we were together, there were electrical sparks and mindblowing pleasures.
As the days and nights went by, Bill was always unavailable. Was he with another guy? A woman as he always said he was heterosexual? That's what his appearance was, and how long was our charade good for? Unrecognized love and affection were bothering me. Jay was a great help, and one Friday night at a frat party, I couldn't help but partake in grain alcohol. Jungle juice was strong, and I got a few cigarettes to smoke. Was in the zone, and smoked some weed too. Relaxing and the lights in the house were getting me into a trance. Cranking music and so many people. That's when I ran into Kenneth. It was if he was a mirage appearing, and looked so damn sexy. Those blue eyes with the light blue sweatshirt, and had to admit the tight jeans got my juices churning. He was next to me, and we began drinking and talking. Learned he was from Pittsburgh, and we laughed, as he had never heard of my small town. He liked my jokes about the miners, and the tap water first not being so clear.
I felt comfortable with him. He even brought me another drink. We were like two lost friends, that had been separated on marooned islands. Instantly we connected, and we were smiling in each others company. Laughing for who knows how long, we both were pretty boozed up. The party was winding down, and he surprised me, as I wasn't aware he lived off campus. "Sure let's roll to your apartment." I was eager to go with him, despite wondering what would happen. Plus I wanted to see how he was lucky enough to live off campus as a freshman, as dorm life was kind of not my thing.
He was kind and polite as we stumbled, for what seemed forever of a hike. It probably was only a 1/4 mile at most, but under the influence changes things. It was actually a nice apartment. Kenneth definitely came from money, as the big screen LED TV and living room leather couch were impressive. He got us a couple beers, and invited me to play Mario Kart. We played and it was fun. The Luigi character I used wasn't doing so well, so I switched to Bowser and found my groove. Eventually he asked me, "do you want to watch a movie?" "Yes." He had Netflix and found a comedy. It was hilarious, and we clanked our bottles together. Without warning he held my hands and kissed me. I was momentarily taken aback. He noticed it as I was in sensory overload. Yet somehow again our lips connected, and oh what an immense feeling it was, as our tongues connected. The heat in the room seemed warmer, and as he reached up my shirt to touch my nipples, I was captivated and offered no resistance. We were definitely going to get it on, and as his fingers went through my hair I was so damn hard and ready for this.
Magnetic pull as I was first taken aback, but that was gone in microseconds. This was purely primal, and we kissed so aggressively. With purpose. The smell of his cologne, the taste and sensation of his lips, and those hands exploring my chest left me completely his. Soon my shirt was off, and oh I just melted as he kissed my swollen nipples. So sensitive and I became lost in a good way. He unbuckled my pants, taking them off, and his hands were in my see through blue briefs. Now wearing nothing he touched my erect cock, massaging my extremely sensitive balls, and I couldn't help but be owned by him. I was gasping as he slid my panty like undies off, and soon I looked down to a beautiful sight. On his knees he had my hard cock in his mouth. Spitting on my manhood he literally swallowed me whole, and I couldn't help but scream out. The touch and warmth, plus the pheromones released was a universal out of planet experience. As he kept gobbling me up with enthusiasm I had never seen, I was his and couldn't do anything. Finally I looked up and saw him take his shirt and pants off. Damn he was so muscular and so fucking hot.
I pulled him on the couch as we kissed, and I confirmed my suspicions. He was so hung, and as I gently stroked his hardness, I had him where he wanted to be. Or did he have me. Boxers off he had the most gorgeous cut cock, and for the most part was smooth too. That slight brown Mohawk made me even more crazy, and now I got to be on my knees. Delivering a blowjob of epic proportions, I was grinning in my brain, as he was huge. That pulsating cock was in my mouth, and now I was in charge. Up and down I gobbled him up. Like bobbing for apples, and my saliva and his tasty precum were in my mouth. He moaned and the sound was music to my ears. The thermostat of our sexuality continued to rise, and I found lube on a table, sliding it all over his giant penis. The Greek and Roman statues had nothing on his package, as he had the biggest I had ever seen. Yes he was tall but this was sheer insanity. He tasted so good, and he showed full acceptance, as I bent down to ride him on the couch. A complete green light.
His eyes got bluer somehow, and as I slid him into me, the overall bliss was at first too much. He was getting excited, and how long and thick he was, I purposefully bucked and moved him in. Breathe out and push down, as his humongous head and shaft were inside me. I howled but eventually with movement started to enjoy it. His cock pulsated and I could feel it up and wrapping tightly upwards and into my g spot. Our collective moaning and kissing, the gyration effect was at full capacity. We were looking into each others eyes as two became one. As I reached back to touch his balls he somehow got even harder, but it was a pleasurable type of pain. This stretching was all new, and after some minutes we got into a nice ride. More kissing and he touched my erect cock and it became even more liberating. We were together and this was the pantheon of pleasure.
Sweat and our scents intermingled. Eventually I told him to "take me." Instinctively he put me on the couch, and as my knees and arms held on, he was doing me doggie. Oh this was how it was supposed to be. I was in a different dimension and hearing his masculine moans made me even crazier. He was plunging me deep as I kept howling, and soon the pressure became overwhelming. I shook all over and came all over the place literally balls emptying sperm everywhere. Kenneth continued on at me, and I knew my hot wet ass was going to bring him to climax. He spanked me and held onto my hips, and erupted like a volcano. His hot man juice bred me like the bitch I was, and I absolutely loved it.
We continued to kiss, and he held me against him. A little while later we showered each other off. He was so sexy and I knew I had just experienced the pounding I so richly deserved. Up in his bed we held each other. I was still shaking from the shock and intensity, but knew he was the one I wanted to be with. Power and passion together. What a good night this was, as I literally crashed in his reassuring arms.