These stories are about my exploits since going back to school for a masters degree. I have been bi since I was in college, but arriving to a huge Midwestern campus with an endless supply of hot boys has put a spike in my sex life. All the stories are true, some details and of course the names are changed. In a few cases, I have added a detail from another event for dramatic purposes, like putting something from a subsequent encounter into the first encounter I describe. I welcome feedback, and particularly would like to hear from guys in school. Of course standard disclaimer: if this type of story offends you or is illegal where you are, hit the back button. Enjoy.
The Frat Boy
Now this guy is something else. Of all the hot and fun guys I have met since going back for a grad degree, this guy is the most special. I actually saw him a couple weekends ago when he was in town for the football game, so he is fresh in my mind.
I met this guy through my neighbors when I started school, so year before last. My whole half of my apartment building was all out of house frat brothers. The guys who lived in the other 3 apartments in my stairwell were all from two houses. So this guy would hang out at my next door neighbors all the time. I hung out with them sometimes too, especially in August at the start of the semester when we'd drink and throw the frisbee outside. So I got to know this guy pretty quickly at the beginning of school, and we talked a bit. His name was Cameron, and he was interested in the places I had lived before coming back to school, and the work I had done. I found with the economy in the shitter, undergrads always wanted to ask me how I had gotten jobs in the past.
Within a week or two, if he would drop by and his buddies weren't home, sometimes he'd come to my place and wait for them. I know this sounds like one of those improbable nifty stories, but it is true.... We got friendlier and we would talk about sex and his girlfriend and other girls he hooked up with. At some point, I don't even remember why or when, we were talking about blowjobs. His girlfriend rarely gave him one and when she did it was terrible. Most of the times he cheated on her was with a girl who would give him head.
"Well I heard that guys give even better ones than girls cause they know what feels good," Cameron said kind of mischievously like he had said something naughty in front of his grandmother.
"That's true," I said flatly.
"How do you know!??" he said excitedly.
"Well I've fooled around with guys a bit," I said, now a bit nervously, "haven't you?"
"No man, never," he replied. I couldn't tell if he was uncomfortable, or nervous, or what.
"Not even in middle school or anything? That's hard to believe," I said.
"Nah man, never. Just never had the opportunity I guess," he said, almost wistfully.
We started talking about other things again, and I didn't think of this conversation until later, and I wondered what it all meant. Was he trying to send me a signal? We had shared glances with each other, even when we were with his buddies. I figured he was just being a cheeky frat boy, trying to give funny looks or something, to share a private joke or whatever. But maybe there was more to it.
I'd see him around campus sometimes with his bros and girls always around him. I'd see him at the frat bar here that I went to cause many of my classmates were themselves a year out of frats. A few days later, he came to my door from the gym and was wincing in pain. He asked if I could try to get a knot out of his back. I massaged him a little and could tell he was hard because he was shifting around. I was feeling frisky and was rubbing the tops of his cheeks a little since his pain was in his lower back and that's where I was massaging. Every time I rubbed his ass he'd say that feels good, thanks. So I got bolder and was now just rubbing his ass and thighs. We both knew what was going on. But, after a while, we heard his buddies coming into their place, and he got up. His shorts had a big wet spot, and he wasn't hard anymore, I think he came from getting his butt rubbed.
Anyway, the next day I was doing homework and I heard this really light knock on my door. When I opened it, it was Cameron, and he just kind of pushed past me into my place. He said he didn't want his buddies to open their door. He said he needed another massage, and I could see he was already totally boned. This time he stripped down to his undies before he got on my bed. I massaged him for a bit, then pulled his undies off. I kneaded his butt, and tickled his nuts. He was moaning like crazy and spreading his legs. I flipped him over, and my sheets were totally wet! I found out that he precums like a drinking fountain. He had such a hot toned body. He was about 6' and had been a basketball star in high school. Blond hair, totally smooth except for a few pubes, and always red cheeks. His dick wasn't too long, maybe 6.5 or just under, but it was the widest fattest cock I think I have ever seen. Sucking isn't my thing, but once or twice I tried to on him, and couldn't even fit it in my mouth. Anyway, I jacked him a little and he just went for my dick. 20 years of built up horniness.
Cameron was really working my dick hard. He didn't have much skill or technique, but more than made up for it in eagerness. He was slobbering all over my dick, taking it so far he gagged, and sucking on it really hard, like he was trying to get a golf ball out of it or something! Despite a few teeth encounters, I was really enjoying myself. I got him to flip around head to toe so I could reach his dick. It was still freely pouring out precum, making a mess. I licked up the underside of his dick, and really worked the little fold of skin under the head. It was so slippery from pre and saliva, I started jerking him like it was lubed, and pushed on to his nuts. I had tickled his nuts a few days earlier, but never got a good look at them since he was on his stomach. They were big nuts, but looked kind of small because his sac was enormous. It was just a loose giant bag. I worked it all with my tongue, making him twitch and moan. The sac was so big, I could move his nuts all over the place, and even get a mouthful of his nutsac with his balls still outside my mouth against my cheeks.
I figured Cameron wasn't going to last long. He was finally getting to live his fantasies he had probably had since he was 12 and first started looking at other boys' peckers in the locker room. I didn't want to scare him off, this was so hot. A one in a million chance meeting of a curious straight frat star. He was the last guy anyone on campus would think liked guys. Being bi myself, I have always liked other bi guys and 'straight' guys, although the calculus doesn't always work because most of us in those descriptions are strict tops. I wondered what Cameron's deal was? Usually a guy 'experimenting' will get his dick sucked only for a long time before being open to anything else. Yet he had jumped on my dick like it was the cure to some sickness he had.
I kept working on his nuts. His shallow breath and periodic muscle spasms told me he was probably about to cum. So, sensing that he was pretty fresh, I took his pendulous nuts in my hand, lifted them up, and pushed his legs open a bit. We were on our sides working each other over. I lifted him up over me so his knees were on either side of me and his nuts were in my face. He kept sucking my dick hard and fast like he expected a prize to come out (which it would pretty soon). I licked his nuts for a little bit, then reached up around his ass, and guided him forward a little bit. Still smelling fresh, I licked a bit under his nuts, making him jump forward out of tongue range for a second, before he automatically pushed further back. I traced the smooth firm skin from under his nutsac to his hole and circled his pucker with my tongue before pushing it against his opening. His body twitched like he had been electrocuted and he let out this low guttural moan. I licked the length of his crack a few times and then returned to his rosebud. He was thrashing around now, making it hard to keep on target. He was also furiously sucking my dick, leading to a few more tooth encounters. Cameron had a well defined butthole. He was very pale, and his skin below the belt was creamy white. This contrasted with his quite large and dark hole. It was a good two inches across, with perfectly symmetrical pleats surrounding a funnel shaped depression that led to a tightly closed bumhole.
Cameron was going so crazy, I knew this wouldn't last long. Sure enough, probably not even a minute later, I felt him jerk and hot jizz land on my chest. Shot after shot of warm goo hit me right between my pecs. I stopped eating his butthole and stroked the last drops out of him. He released my dick from his mouth, which kind of disappointed me, and dismounted me.
"Wow, you made a mess! " I joked. "You were a bit horny I think."
"Sorry," he said sheepishly. I realized he may have thought that was somewhat of a faux pas since he had never done anything with a dude before.
"No worries bro!" I said in as upbeat a voice as I could, "that was hot as fuck! I loved you coming on me." Before I could even finish my sentence, he was licking his spooge up off my chest. It was hot to watch him try to balance the globs on his tongue, and he resorted to sort of slurping up most of it. I put my hand on his back, he was warm to the touch. As he slid his head down my body, my painfully hard dick jumped, realizing he was going to get back to task. He didn't suck me as fast and crazy as before, but in long deliberate style, pushing his sucking mouth down the shaft until my big bell end grazed his throat opening. He was looking up at me while slurping on my dick. Usually I close my eyes when getting a good bj, but I couldn't break eye contact with him.
I finally closed my eyes as he picked up the pace on my dick. I imagined sliding my dick into that tight hole for the first time, looking into his eyes and that big smile as I popped his cherry. I imagined his toned body tensing as my head slid in, his six pack tightening and bulging, him biting his lip as he was invaded for the first time. These fantasies overwhelmed me and before I knew it I felt the cum traveling up my cock. Unless I know a dude likes to eat sperm, I always warn before I shoot, but all I could manage was to grunt "cum" right as the first jet flew out of my dick and into Cameron's mouth. I expected him to jump off my dick, but instead he took it deeper in his mouth and sucked hard as the next six or seven volleys flooded his mouth. I cum a lot, dudes are often shocked, but he took it like a champ. There was plenty of nut dribbling down his chin and coming out the sides of his mouth, but he took most of it and swallowed it. I couldn't believe it!
We laid there for a few minutes, but I could tell he was feeling kind of awkward. I tried to make some conversation as I played with his re-hardened dick, but he was only giving short answers and not really conversing. It must be a lot for him to process, I figured. I offered him the shower, but he said he had to be going. I wasn't planning on any shower fun, that might be too much for him this time. But, he had started it.... We talked a bit as he got dressed. It was early September and still hot out, so he was just wearing his bball shorts and a tank.
"That was awesome dude," I said as he was making for the door, "I sure hope we can try more soon." "Yeah dude," he said smiling again, "me too. Soon."
I gave him half a bro-hug and let my hand slide down his back and onto his ass. Feeling brave and certain he would be back soon, I grabbed his crotch with my other hand. He was hard as a rock, and let out a little laugh. He realized his predicament though, and asked me to go out in the stairwell to make sure his frat bros weren't there. I did, and looked outside too. The coast was clear and he headed out. And I was right, he was back real soon.
To be continued.