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Samesex/dorm-enc.mm
Dorm Encounter
in 15 parts
Dorm Encounter Part I: Best Friends
It is a calm and quiet night. I sit quietly at my desk at
midnight, typing my latest entry into my journal on the computer.
Due to the lateness of the hour, I have turned the lights out and
the dull glow of the computer screen casts an almost eerie pallor
onto the room.
Suddenly, out of the quiet darkness, a knock comes at the
door. As the door is locked, I get up to see who it is. I look
out the peephole and, to my great surprise, it is Jim, alone, and
smiling. I immediately throw open the door.
Jim walks in and says, "I'm not disturbing you, am I?" I
immediately answer, "No! Not at all. What are you doing here
this late at night? Where's Kathy?" Jim seats himself in his
customary seat on the couch and hesitates. As he slowly answers,
I can tell that he is about to say something difficult. He looks
me dead in the eyes and slowly says, "Kathy is at home asleep. I
am here because my curiosity finally got the better of me, and I
want to be with you.... you know....in the way that you want."
Flabbergasted, I stare in disbelief and reply, trying to
hide the excitement growing in my stomach, "Are you sure? Why
now, and why me?"
Expectantly I wait for him to phrase his answer. "Why now?
Because I'm just curious enough to do it. Why you? Because I
love you and I want this to happen only with you."
I quickly reply, "I'm flattered, and eager to fulfill your
wish, but I want you to really think about this before you jump
in. You'll never be able to go back once you've started."
"What do you mean?" he asks.
"I mean that once you've committed to this, you can't say
that you never did it. It's an accomplished fact once you start.
That's not to say that I won't stop if you say so, but until you
have begun to have sex with a man, you'll be able to say you
haven't done it. Understand?"
"I've thought about it a lot, Andrew, and I know I'll never
know what it's like until I do it, and I'll always be curious. I
know that I love you, and I know you want me badly. We've talked
about it a million times. I also know that this will be a major
bonding between us that only we can share, and I'd like to have a
part of you that no one else has."
"Well, do you have any rules or requests?" I ask eagerly,
the love for this man building within me to the breaking point.
"My only request is that you take charge and love me like no
other man you have loved."
With that, he came over behind the desk, took my hands from
the keyboard where they lay immobile, and turned the computer
off. Suddenly, the room was plunged into blackness. I let go of
his hands and stumbled to the bedside table where I pulled out
four votive candles. I placed them on the bedside table and lit
them. I then went to the stereo, pulled out the soundtrack to
"Somewhere in Time," and put it in the stereo turning the volume
down low.
Jim and I met in the middle of the room and hugged
ferociously. Our embrace, which began with great expression of
need, evolved into a tender embrace full of the love we shared
and the passion that was building within each of us. I slowly
unbuttoned his shirt and removed it from his shoulders. He did
the same to me. We stood, facing each other, naked to the
waist. I began to trace circles with my fingers around his chest
and nipples, reveling in the feel of his soft and smooth skin. I
then unfastened his belt as he slipped out of his shoes and
socks. Pulling his zipper down while looking him straight in the
eyes, I removed his pants. I then took off my pants and
shorts. I eased my fingers under the waistband of his jockeys,
and slowly peeled the last article of clothing from him. As he
stood, hesitant, I removed my shorts and shoes and we stood,
finally, naked to the skin before each other.
Again we embraced, this time as our cocks wrestled with each
other between us. My hands roamed all over his body, caressing
and teasing as they went. Hesitant at first, Jim mimicked my
actions. As he became more confident, his touch became not
hesitant but insistent.
I bent my head and laid my lips over his. Our kiss was
tentative and curious at first, but as the seconds passed, his
lips opened to accept my tongue. I searched the caverns of his
mouth with my tongue, and met no resistance. He kissed back, now
full of passion, and our dueling tongues fought back and forth
from my mouth to his.
Our cocks were now fully hard and becoming uncomfortable
meshed between us. I led Jim by the hand to the bed and gently
laid him down on his back. I lowered myself to the bed and lay
myself along side of him, our hips and feet and shoulders
touching.
I turned over onto my side and began caressing his entire
body with my fingertips. I told him as I moved, "Don't do
anything. Just lay back and let the feelings overwhelm you." He
nodded and closed his eyes. I traced his eyes with my fingers,
and then traced his mouth, dipping my finger inside. He sucked
on my finger with the tenderness of a small child playing with a
doll.
My hands moved to his chest where they circled his nipples
and slightly pinched them. As my hands moved, his skin alive to
the touch, he began quietly moaning. My hands roamed across his
smooth chest and stomach and began playing with his pubic hair. I
wrapped the hair in my fingers and gently tugged. This elicited
louder moans from him as if he were trying to tell me that his
cock was begging for attention.
I moved my head so that it was laying on his belly
looking directly at his crotch. For the first time, I visually
drank in the most perfectly formed cock I had ever seen. It was
not short, but it was not long. What it lacked in length, it
made up for dramatically in girth. His cock was tapered, and was
incredibly think at the root. His cockhead was beautifully
shaped. I caressed the length of his cock with my hands, jacking
it in long luxurious caresses. With my other hand, I grasped his
balls and lightly squeezed them.
My actions were taking their toll as he began to lift his
ass into the air and whimper like a puppy. I slowly lowered my
head to his cock, and drew it in. As my tongue swirled around
the head, he began moaning in earnest now. His hands, which, up
to this point had remained motionless at his sides, grasped my
hair and pushed my mouth down onto his cock. Although it was
thick, I slowly eased down on it until his angelic pubic hair was
scratching my nose. I slowly withdrew and began sucking him in
earnest. I dove onto the shaft with the skill of an experienced
fellator, and rode his cock with my mouth, tongue and throat for
all it was worth. I could tell that he was close to coming, so I
eased off and began to suck first one and then both of his balls
into my mouth. As they rolled around my tongue, Jim began
writhing on the bed almost uncontrollably.
I lifted his balls out of the way and began to teasingly
lick the cord of flesh between his balls and asshole. I think he
knew where I was going, because he raised his hips off the bed
and parted his legs to give me better access. As my tongue
tickled across his asshole, he clutched my ears with great force.
I began swirling my tongue around his asshole repeatedly, drawing
shivers and moans from him. I eased my tongue into his asshole
and he began bucking like a wild horse as I toungefucked him.
Seeing that he was reaching the uncontrollable stage of
orgasm, I quickly returned to his cock and swooped down onto it
taking it to the hilt. I sucked hard and earnestly and as he
began bucking again, he whispered, "I'm going to blow, Andrew.
I'm going to blow!" Happy with the progress of his impending
orgasm, I sucked harder and harder. Finally, without any warning
at all, floods of semen filled my mouth. I swallowed what I
could, but he came with such force that some of his semen
dribbled out of my mouth and down my chin. He kept coming and
coming until finally the spurts became gentle and I was able to
continue to drink him in. As his orgasm subsided, I laid back
and licked the cum from my lips and chin, savoring each drop of
the fluid.
As our breathing came back to normal, he rolled over and
said, "God. That was the greatest orgasm I've ever had in my
life. I love you, Andrew." With that, he kissed me long and
deep, tasting his semen for the first time.
The passion of the kiss reawoke his cock which now stood at
attention again. He looked me deep in the eyes as his hands
roamed my chest and said, "Can I fuck you?" I looked him back in
the eye as my hands caressed his face, and said, "I would love
nothing more in the whole world."
I leaned over to the bedside table drawer and pulled out a
tube of KY jelly. As I applied it to my fingers, he told me to
wait. He climbed over my body until he was face to face with my
raging hardon. He took my cock to the root in a flash and sucked
gently for a while, driving me nearly crazy. He parted my legs
as his tongue traced a line from my cock to my asshole and he
tentatively licked at my hole. This made me wild with passion,
and as he stuck his tongue in and out of my asshole, I thought I
was going to explode. Reaching for the KY, he greased his own
finger up and began applying the cool jelly to the insides of my
ass. The jelly did not do much to quench the fires burning in my
asshole, but the anticipation of having that thick, beautiful
cock plunging in and out of my ass sent my mind reeling.
He put the tube aside and laid down on top of me. Our cocks,
slippery from our mouths and the KY he had applied to his
throbbing member, slid against each other creating total bliss in
my mind. He bent down and kissed me deeply and as we kissed, he
raised his hips and pushed my legs up above his shoulders.
I felt his cockhead at my back door, and wiggled in
anticipation. He slowly pushed his cockhead into my ass, sliding
effortlessly into the tight warm confines of my ass. He buried
his cock in my ass and lay back down on top of me, smiling as he
felt his manhood fill me completely. Slowly and teasingly, he
began pulling his cock out and pushing it back in. I was in
ecstasy. My whole body was alive with fire, and the passion
building within me was growing to heights I have never before
achieved with anyone including myself. His fucking increased
steadily until he was literally pounding in and out of my ass,
oblivious of me and in tune with his own feelings. With one
hand, he reached down and began furiously jacking my cock,
replacing my busy hands. The fever of our lovemaking soared, and
just as I thought I could hold out no longer and began to blow my
seed all over both of us, I felt his powerful orgasm blast into
my ass. I felt his sperm shoot into the deepest depths of my
ass, and I cried out in anguish as I took his second and more
powerful load into my body.
He bent down and took my spewing member in his mouth,
swallowing the final blasts of my orgasm. Our pulses raced, and
I could feel his as his arms engulfed me in the most fantastic
kiss I have ever experienced. It went on for many minutes, our
tongue dueling with each other exchanging our fluids as they
fought.
Finally, we became still, his enormous cock still lodged in
my ass. We embraced and rolled together into a ball and lightly
caressed and kissed each others' bodies as our pulses slowed to
normal.
We fell asleep wrapped in each others arms, our cocks soft
and spent between us. We were covered from head to toe in cum.
A while later, I awoke to find him staring at me with an
expression I can only describe as pure love. I looked at him and
knew that he had enjoyed making love with me as much as I had
with him. We kissed again, this time slowly and deeply, and fell
back asleep.
We awoke in the early hours of dawn, and made love again,
this time slowly and passionately. As we reached simultaneous
climax, we were as close to being at one with the other as
humanly possible. The thoughts running through my head were of
such great love I thought my heart would burst. We cuddled as
the sun rose, and then got up and went to shower. We returned to
the room, kissed and embraced again for several minutes, and
dressed for school.
As Jim was sitting on the couch putting on his shoes, he
looked up and said to me, "That was the most incredible night I
have ever spent with anyone. Thank you for making my first
experience with a man such a great one."
I smiled from across the room and said, "As often as I have
had sex with me, I have never felt what I felt last night. I
don't know if this was a one time thing or not, and if it is I
will be content to know that I have had it. The memory of truly
loving you will fill my heart and mind forever. But if this is
something that you don't want to repeat, I will understand."
Jim stood up, came over to me, ran his hands through my hair
and kissed me tenderly and passionately. "I need to think about
all this before I answer that. Kathy and I love each other very
much, our sex is great, and I am not willing to give that up.
But what we had last night, you and I, wildly surpasses anything
I have ever felt before. I love you, Andrew, and I know you know
that. I enjoyed what happened too much, really. But I'm just
not sure about doing it again. It was such a beautiful
experience I'd hate to try to repeat it and fail. We'll talk
some more about it later."
With that, he hugged me close, kissed me long and hard, and
left my room. I stood in the middle of the room not wanting to
let go of the incredible feeling my soaring heart was
experiencing. I closed the door, hugged myself and smiled. It
had been all I ever dreamed of and more. I sat on the bed, still
smiling, undid my pants, and beat myself furiously to climax
reliving every moment of our night together.
I then dressed, smiling to myself as I did so, and headed
out to class.
Dorm Encounter Part II: Caught in the Act!
Steve and I were on the bed, covered in spunk, gasping for
breath. We both turned towards the door finding three of our
fellow residents standing there, fisting their huge pricks.
I was the first to speak. "Holy shit, guys! Don't waste
that precious cum! Come over here and let me and Steve work
those loads out!"
John, Sam and Scott looked at each other sheepishly. John
became the spokesman for the group saying, "Well, God-- we're not
homos like you two lovebirds. We just got hot watching you get
off."
I replied, somewhat coyly, "Well, sure. But you seemed to
really enjoy it judging from what's all over my floor, man!"
With that, all three shucked what remained of their
clothing, closed the door, and sat next to each other on the bed.
Steve looked at me, I looked at him, and we both dove into two
laps. I sucked John's root to the base and he grabbed my head
and began pulling my ears and hair. I glanced sideways and saw
that Steve was giving admirable service to Sam who had thrown his
head back and was moaning in pleasure. Scott appeared to be
content to watch as he had his fist wrapped around his throbbing
cock, precum leaking from the slit like water from a leaky
faucet.
The sucking got intense. Steve and I were milking these two
magnificent cocks for all they were worth, bouncing up and down
and fondling balls as we went. I began to feel that Scott might
need some attention, so I moved over and swallowed him to the
hilt. He screamed in ecstasy and pushed my head down further. I
sucked for all it was worth, while at the same time running my
hands over his chest. His broad and smooth pectoral muscles
caused my hands to sing with rejoicing in having found such a
splendid example of young manhood.
There was little noise as the sucking continued. I was just
about to start wondering what had happened to John when I felt a
tentative lick on my cockhead. I looked down to find John laying
on his back, his lips wrapped around my cockhead, bluntly and
inexperiencedly sucking me off. I pushed my cock further into
his mouth as he muffled a groan. His left hand was busy pumping
his rockhard prick and his other hand found the entrance to my
asschute. Tentatively at first, then boldly, he stuck his index
finger up my chute and prodded around inside. When his finger
reached and caressed my prostrate gland, I immediately filled his
mouth with my sweet nectar. He swallowed quickly, and as I
looked down again, I saw that he had managed to grab almost the
entire load, only a trickle escaped from his mouth. Watching his
hand flail on his rod made me feel guilty, so I stopped sucking
Scott and turned and sat right down on John's prick. He moaned
in delight and began humping his hips upward, meeting every
downward plunge of my tight moist ass. We were oblivious to the
other guys as we met in a frenzied cadence that defied all logic
and fucked with everything we had. I was quickly rewarded with
blast after blast of hot searing cum shooting deep within me. As
his cum subsided, I fell of him and lay on the floor trying to
catch my breath.
Steve and the others had watched our fucking with great
interest. Steve, apparently eager to plugged again, yelled,
"Somebody shove it to me NOW!" Scott, only too happy to oblige,
stood, bent Steve over the edge of the bed, and ran his sword
straight into Steve's ass. Steve howled in delight and met the
thrust head on. Soon they were fucking up a storm. Sam,
apparently feeling left out and feeling the moment, stood and
sank his shaft into Scott's unlubed virgin ass. Scott screamed
in agony and Sam began to withdraw. Scott reached around,
grabbed Sam's hips, and drew him in saying, "Don't stop. Oh, God
it feels so good!"
Soon the three had reached a cadence that was comfortable.
Steve and Sam basically stood still and Scott bounced back and
forth between them. The grunting and groaning reached a new
height and John and I were getting hard watching them. I flipped
John over on his back, pulled his legs up and over my shoulders,
and sank my tongue into his sweet asshole. I swabbed around,
lubing him up as he squirmed in delight, making sweet cooing
noises. Impatiently, he pulled at my hair, urging me to complete
the act. Needing no further encouragement, I sank all eight
inches into him slowly and seductively, relishing in each gained
inch as his ass submitted to and clung to my throbbing aching
hardon. I slowly began moving in and out of him, creating the
most sublime friction I've experienced in a while. His ass was
hotter than hell, and tight as a glove. It was tremendous. He
was bucking his ass trying to meet each thrust as we finally
found our rhythm and began fucking in earnest.
Looking over to the others, I noticed that the heat of the
moment was upon them as sweat flung out in all directions and
they were yelling at the top of their lungs and panting.
Suddenly, Sam tensed and shot what looked to a huge load up
Scott's ass. This apparently triggered Scott's internal
mechanism as he began moaning and shooting into Steve. Steve,
not to be outdone, stood up, the two men still attached to him,
and showered John and myself with cum. We licked the raindrop
type shots off of ourselves, enjoying the creamy semen.
Just as all this was happening, my dick slipped from John's ass
and began wildly spraying John and myself with the biggest load I
ever shot. Gob after gob of creamy white spunk shot out and
covered the two of us. I lay down on top of him and slid around
in my semen, finding his cock with my hands and milking it for
another delicious load.
The three musketeers had calmed down and were sitting on the bed
watching us, tasting their semen from each other's bodies and
jacking their still hard cocks. I suggested that they join us on
the floor.
Having not tasted Sam yet I swallowed his raging cock to the
root, sucking and tasting this sweet boy. Sam reached out for
the nearest throbber, John's and swallowed him. The others got
the idea and soon we were sucking each other in a crude daisy
chain all over the floor. Each was sucking and being sucked, and
the sounds and smells coming from the floor were intense, better
than any artificial high I had ever experienced.
We were all really into the scene, sucking and thrusting.
Almost as if ordered, we began a chain reaction of
ejaculations that literally went around the circle. Each of us
attempted to swallow the load we were being fed, and when we each
in turn reached capacity, the remaining load was shot into the
middle of the circle until there was quite a puddle of semen in
the middle of the floor. I was shaking and freaking from the
experience, and without knowing what I was really doing, I
crawled from the heap of manflesh to the puddle and began lapping
it up like a little kitten. One by one, each guy came to me and
kissed me deeply, taking away a sample of the mixed sperm until
my mouth was dry, and we were all laying on the floor atop one
another exhausted.
No one spoke for some time. Finally, John said, "Never in a
million years did I think I would have done something like this,
but Goddamn it to Hell it was GREAT!"
Several of the others echoed his thoughts, and soon we began
getting up and getting dressed to the extent possible to head to
the showers. Only Steve remained, and he took my hand and pulled
me to the bed where we fell onto it, wrapped our arms around each
other, kissed deeply, and fell asleep.
Dorm Encounter III: Wet and Naked Comes Knocking
It was late, about midnight as I recall. I was just
sitting down to study since, as a Resident Assistant, I
got very little done during the evening. I had just
turned the stereo on to some relaxing music, Kitaro I
think, when one of my residents barged into my room.
Steve was totally buck naked and dripping wet. Once he
had closed the door, I asked if anything was wrong. He
replied, somewhat testily, that someone had stolen his
towel from the shower room. He was livid! I don't
even think he noticed that he was naked.
I offered him a towel saying, "Dry off. You're making
a mess." He did, and then put the towel in my hamper.
He then sat on my bed, still naked, and asked what I
was doing.
In the habit of teasing my residents, I replied that I
was going to study unless he could suggest something
else. This particular guy was too cute for words.
Small, hairless for the most part, blond, big baby blue
eyes.... you know the type. Having seen him naked just
now, I could also see that his daddy had been good to
him in the dick department.
Much to my surprise, Steve put his hands over his face
and started sobbing. I sat on the bed next to him and
wrapped my arm around his shoulder. In my softest
voice, I asked what the problem was. He was slow to
reply as he was quite choked with sobbing, but he got
it out eventually.
"Andrew, I didn't get my towel stolen. It's still in
the shower room. I came in here because I wanted to
talk to you. I think I am interested in men, but I am
scared to find out if I am or not. I figured since you
were so open about being gay, I could talk to you."
"What makes you think you are attracted to men?" I
asked. "I thought you had a steady girlfriend."
"Sure," he replied. "Sarah is great. But I can't make
myself have sex with her. I just can't make myself
touch her. I can't... you know... I can't...."
"You can't get it up?" I asked.
"Yeah. It just doesn't feel good. Does that mean I am
gay?"
"Not necessarily. Have you ever thought about loving a
man?"
"Yeees," he shyly replied. "And I thought...
maybe...."
"That maybe we could try it out?" I asked. "I'm not
sure that's such a good idea. What if what we do does
make you happy, and you decide to become gay and maybe
you're not supposed to be?"
Steve looked me straight in the eyes and said, "That's
my choice, I suppose. All I know right now is that I
want you to show me how to make love to a man. Right
here, right now."
I looked down and discovered that his beautiful cock
had risen to full height, about seven delicious inches,
and was waving furiously in his lap. I reached down
and put my hand around it. He jumped slightly. "Must
be the first time someone else has touched it," I
thought to myself. I took my hand away, and turned his
face towards mine, locking my lips over his. His kiss
was tentative at first, exploring, cautious. Soon,
though, he had parted his lips and was swiping the
inside of my mouth with his young tongue. Our tongues
battled furiously, fighting each other in passionated
love. He wrapped his arms around me and pushed me to
the bed, still kissing his heart out. I broke the
kiss, gasping, and said, "Hold on kiddo. Let me get
out of my clothes.
I stood up and quickly shed my t-shirt and shorts. my
eight inch cock sprang out of my shorts like a prisoner
let free from a cell. I joined Steve back in the bed,
lying prone on top of him. Our cocks rubbed together
causing intense frictional pleasure as my tongue again
found his willing mouth. We rolled on the bed for
several long minutes, kissing hugging and thrashing our
legs and arms around each other in a frenzied passion.
I finally had to come up for air, and I sat up on the
bed. I told Steve to lay back and relax, and do
nothing. He complied, closing his eyes and putting his
arms by his sides.
I began kissing his forehead, and slowly worked my way
down his face, stopping to tongue fight for a brief
second. I traced his neck and adam's apple with my
tongue and then swirled around each nipple, causing
them to harden immediately. I lightly nipped at each
nipple, causing Steve to moan slightly.
My tongue then travelled down to his navel, across his
tight and smooth stomach, and found his cock. Slowly,
with the grace of an English monarch, I traced the
length and girth of his cock as he began writhing in
passion. His hips lifted slightly, indicating that
more intense adoration of his manmeat was in order. I
swallowed the shaft in a couple of easy strokes and
began worshiping his tool with all my energy. My hands
alternated between fondling his tight ballsac and
roaming his smooth chest. I tweaked nipples as I
passed by, all the while sucking my heart out. He was
really getting into it bouncing up and down and crying
my name over and over.
"Oh, God. That feels so good. Don't stop. Please,
keep sucking. Oh Christ!" was all he could manage. I
kept sucking, eager to taste the nectar of my sweet
little man. I was soon rewarded as He pushed firmly
upwards and blasted several long shots of semen down
my throat. His was the sweetest semen I had ever
tasted, and I relished each tangy drop. I let the
final few shots hit my face, and fell down, exhausted,
atop him. I inserted my tongue in his mouth, and he
swabbed my mouth tasting his own semen. He then licked
my face clean, smiling all the while and running his
hands up and down my back.
I moved down his body, still kissing and licking until
I had reached his balls. I think he knew what was
coming because he lifted his legs up in the air. My
tongue traced a line from his balls to the opening of
his anus, and swirled around and around. This drove
him crazy, so I sucked on a finger and rammed it in his
hole quickly. I began moving it around his chute, and
ultimately must have hit the pleasure spot because he
literally screamed, "Fuck me, man. Fuck me, please.
Fuck me!"
Only too happy to oblige, I offered him my throbbing
prick for lubing. He swallowed the shaft awkwardly,
but like a dog takes to water, he quickly developed
some fine cocksucking skills. Once my rod was
slippery, I pulled out and placed the tip at the
entrance to his tunnel. Slowly, almost painfully, I
sank into him. He tensed at first, breathing only
slightly, but once I was in and held still for a
minute, he let out his breath and pushed back on my
cock. I pulled out and slowly sank back in, relishing
in the soft tight hole. He was moaning loudly, crying
and laughing at the same time.
"I knew it would be like this. Oh, God, keep fucking.
Don't stop. Don't ever stop. Oh Shit that feels so
fucking goddamn good!" he repeated over and over again.
I fucked him slowly at first, building speed and
intensity over several long, delicious minutes until he
was bouncing all over the bed, we were both shouting,
and sweat was flying all over the place. The crescendo
came when I shot my pent-up creamy load up his chute in
such a force that I even surprised my seasoned self. I
came and came and came until I thought my cock was
going to fall off, shouting all the while, "Here it is,
you fucking stud! Take my load! Take it! Take it!"
Finally, my cock having subsided, it slipped from his
hole, bringing with it a flood of semen that just
wouldn't fit. I sat back on my haunches and tried to
catch my breath. We looked at each other, our hands
meeting mid air, and I said, "I think you might just
have some potential, my man!"
Suddenly, thunderous applause broke out from behind us,
and we turned in shock to find several of the other
guys on the floor standing there in the doorway, fists
around cocks, shooting all over my floor. They were
cheering and smiling, and the only thing I could think
of to say was, "Don't waste it on the floor! Steve and
I could use another meal at least!"
Dorm Encounter IV: The Groundsman
My position as Resident Assistant afforded me the
opportunity to be quite involved in the managment of my dorm.
Though I had a supervisor, he was inept at best, and all four
hundred men in the building knew where to come when they had
problems or concerns. In addition, I found myself repeatedly
getting involved with staff members from other departments that
supported Housing efforts: groundskeepers, custodial staff,
maintenence men, and the like. Every so often, when confronted
with a situation with one of these type people, my
professionalism as a Resident Assistant gave way to sheer
animalistic lust where the other person was concerned.
One such occasion happened close to the beginning of my
third year on staff. The dorm I work and live in is somewhat
isolated from the rest of the residence halls and as such, we get
forgotten every now and then on the routine groundswork cycles.
Several of my residents had complained of the inordinately large
amount of trash that had blown from the street into our "yard"
and had asked what could be done about getting it cleaned up. I
called the Physical Plant and told them of our dilemma and they
said they would send someone to talk to me. Our physical plant
always talks first... never in a million years will I understand
why so many people have to discuss a simple problem before it is
solved, but hey!
An hour later, I was roaming the halls trying to find a
couple of residents I hadn't seen in a few days and was worried
about. I had my nametag on and as I approached the main lobby, I
saw the most incredible looking young guy standing there looking
totally lost. Though he didn't have the standard PPD uniform on,
the gloves sticking out of his pocket gave him away. I
approached him, introduced myself, and asked if I could help him.
He smiled as our hands met and told me that he was new and
that the PPD had sent him to talk to "the RA in charge" about the
garbage on the lawn. I told him I was the right person and took
him outside. We stood on the front steps in the sunshine and I
showed him what I was talking about. Not having been outside in
several hours, I was surprised to find that the temperature had
soared during the early afternoon to a roasting 85 degrees. I
told him if he got tired or hot, to stop by my room as I had
some cokes in the fridge. He said that would be great, and
started collecting the garbage.
I went back to my room and sat on the bed. I started
thinking about this guy, and the more I thought about him, the
more I wanted him. I got up and looked out the window. There he
was, facing away from me, bent over picking up trash from the
grass. As he stood up, I studied him carefully. He was tall,
thin, and had broad muscular shoulders. As he was in shorts, I
was able to see the incredible definition in his perfectly
tapered legs, devoid, for the most part of hair. His hair was
long and blond, and hung below his shoulder blades. It was
perfectly straight, and shone in the sunlight like tv commerical
hair people's does. He turned as I watched in awe and saw me
watching him. He smiled, waved, and continued to work, this time
facing me. Each time he bent his hair fell over his face and he
would swish it back as he stood up again. His face was rugged,
handsome and chiselled. He was incredibly tanned for this time
of year, and I could not help but drop a hand to my expanding
crotch and give it a caress or two.
He looked up again, and seeing that I was still watching,
slowly peeled his tight-fitting t-shirt off. His chest was truly
a sight to behold. Smooth, incredibly defined pecs glistened
with sweat. His armpits were peppered with light blond hair that
looked as soft as cotton candy. Each nipple was a work of art in
its own right, small, taut, brown, hairless. A thin trail of
hair led from him navel to the secret treasures within his
shorts. He began flexing more as he moved, obviously enjoying
the show he was giving me. I was rapt. I couldn't move. I had
never seen anything so incredibly gorgeous in my life. He could
have easily posed for an national gay mag and put most of the
models to shame. God, what an incredible hunk!
He worked away from my view, and I sat back down on the bed
trying to decide what to do with my raging hardon. I sat for a
moment rubbing it through my pants fantasizing about this man I
knew absolutely nothing about. Just as I was about to pull my
boner out and make love to it with my fists, a tentative knock
sounded at the door. Composing myself quickly, I squeaked,"Come
in!"
The door opened and the object of my fantasies walked in.
He tossed his shirt on the chair next to my desk and asked if the
coke offer was still good. With shaking hands, I got it for him
and gave it to him, motioning him to have a seat on the bed.
He sat and drank in silence. He looked around my room
carefully as if casing the joint, and stopped moving when he
reached my bulletin board. My bulletin board has a collage of
naked men on it. It's about five feet wide and four feet tall,
and is completely covered with tasteful centerfolds from some
back issues of my favorite fist mags. Naturally, no cocks are
showing, and it is rather artful in presentation. He seemed
enamored.
I couldn't help myself. I was staring at him with all my
might, trying to memorize every square inch of him for future
fantasizing. I didn't even realize he had spoken until he
touched my arm gently.
"Wha...What...?" I stammered.
"Those are some really hot looking dudes, man. I would love
to make it with some of them." he said matter of factly.
I was stunned. I didn't know what to say. I stammered
around for a few seconds and then, figuring honesty is the best
policy, asked if he wanted to do me. He didn't answer with
words, but got up, locked the door, and dropped his shorts in one
fell swoop. There was nothing between them and his cock which
quickly arched to its full nine and a half inches. As if lead by
his cock, he approached the bed, grabbed my head, opened my mouth
by force and stuck that monster penis right down my throat. God
it was wonderful. He tasted lightly of sweat and heavily of pure
man. His cock was veined in just the right places, providing my
tongue interesting places to follow and trace. His cockhead was
enormous, completely round, and smooth as a baby's butt. He
pushed in and out with a sense of urgency I was not about to
deny, and just as I was really getting comfortable with this
monster meat in my mouth, he began cumming. Load after creamy,
delicious load shot down my greedy throat. I couldn't hold it
all, and it began running down my chin. He reached down, wiped
it off my chin and slurped it off his fingers. I was so fucking
hot I couldn't stand it. I stood up, stripped, got on the bed in
a dog stance and yelled, "Fuck me now, fuck me hard, fuck me
forever. Just do it!"
Not to be shy, he quickly climbed up on the bed and in one
swift stroke, mounted me to the hilt. Never have I felt so full
so quickly. It was pure bliss. Every inch of my ass canal was
singing the praises of the incredible totem pole that had plunged
into it. In and out, in and out, in and out he stroked, finding
rhythm quickly and smoothly. He fucked as one with lots of
practice, finding new and far-reaching parts of my ass as he
pushed and pulled within me. I reached down and jacked my
dripping cock feverishly, enjoying every single second of the
excruciating pain/pleasure I was experiencing.
Apparently bored with the position, he flipped us over and
went at me while I was on my back, staring up at this sweating
heaving man who was putting such effort into this masterful fuck.
He brushed my hands from my throbbing oozing cock and took over,
beating me in sync with the cadence of his fucking. Then, he
amazed the shit out of me by bending over and swallowing my cock
whole as if it were an easy feat. I was in total bliss. Every
nerve of my body was shouting and screaming with pure animal,
lustful joy.
Sensing that we were both close, he sucked and fucked with a
pace that made me dizzy, and as I felt the first spasm of my cock
hit the depths of his throat, he began unloading his creamy
sticky jism into my ass by the gallon. We both came for what
seemed an eternity, panting, groaning, and moaning, until
finally, with almost no energy left, he pulled out and met my
mouth with his, feeding me slowly my own creamy load. We kissed
for what seemed like hours until our hearts had stopped beating.
We lay there quietly, fondling each others' now dwindling
cocks. His fingers found my ass and swiped a fingerful of his
cum for me to taste. The combination of his semen and the bung-
taste of my ass sent me to new heights and I shook with delight
as he continued to feed me.
Finally, totally spent, he rolled off the bed, toweled dry
and put his shirt and shorts back on. It was only then that I
noticed that he had never removed his shoes! He asked if he
could come work outside my window again, and you bet I replied to
the affirmative!
I stood looking out the window as he headed back to the
Physical Plant. I was tired, sore and sticky, but I felt like
nothing in the world could get me down!
Every now and then, as I sit at my desk by the window, I get
this feeling that I am being watched. Sure enough, my
groundskeeper lover is there outside the window with an
inquisitive look on his face. I motion for him to come in, and
the rest, as they say, is history.
Dorm Encounter V: Inspection!
Once a year, usually in the spring, the Director of Housing
makes his annual rounds through my building. This is a time,
much like in the military I am sure, that everything has to be
perfect. I had spent days and nights coaching the new RA's and
my supervisor, the idiot Graduate Resident on exactly what to do
and what to say. Certain contraband items had to be hidden (like
microwaves) and all the paperwork that had accumulated during the
quarter had to be caught up and filed.
I had worked through the night catching up on all this
bureaucratic bullshit and was exhausted. I got up from a quick
two hour sleep, showered, dressed and went down to the office.
The secretary alerted me that Dr. Smith was on his way.
Let me stop here and tell you a little about Dr. Smith. He
is one of those go-getters that rose to the top of the bucket
rather quickly. He is 32, tall, incredibly handsome in a preppy
sort of way, and though he reeks of authority, he is quite
friendly. I had dealt with him several times in the past on
housing related matters, and to my satisfaction, he agreed with
me more than not. As such, I was looking forward to showing off
my building to him since he knew very well that I was in charge
here and that the GR was just a puppet.
I waited for a few minutes chatting with the secretary, and
then began roaming the halls in search of the Director. As I was
turning the corner to check back with the office again, I saw him
coming up the walk. I immediately went to him, shook his hand
and said, "Welcome to Swanson Hall, sir!"
"Hello, Andrew" he replied. "You're certainly looking
professional this morning!"
"Yes, Sir. I try to look the part I am playing whenever I
can. Would you care for some coffee?"
"No, thank you. Why don't we get on with the tour? I have
several other buildings to visit before lunchtime. Where is the
GR?"
"He is taking a test this morning and has asked me to escort
you around the building."
"That doesn't surprise me," Dr. Smith replied. "Lead the
way, Andrew!"
Dr. Smith and I walked the length of each hallway, peeking
into doors that were open. He smiled and said hello to residents
who I had strategically placed throughout the building that I
trusted to present a proper image to him. He seemed impressed
with the facilities and the people who lived in them. We ended
up at the office, and I began opening file drawers for his
inspection. He waved his arm, as if a Sultan, and said, "I've no
need to examine your files. I am well versed in your talents as
a clerk. There is one other thing I need to see, before I move
on."
"What is that?" I inquired.
"In all my years here, I've yet to see what the RA rooms in
this building look like. I am in the process of evaluating
living spaces for staff members, and was wondering if I could see
an RA room."
"Well, Sir, I am the only staff member in the building at
the moment, but I must warn you that my room is not terribly neat
at the moment."
"Oh, that's OK. I'm not particularly interested in your
room's contents. I just want to see the structural layout of the
room, and check the furniture."
I wasn't exactly sure where this was leading, but I had my
suspicions. Every person on staff knew I was gay, and we have
all wondered about Dr. Smith. He has no wife, lives alone, and
is rarely seen in public other than on campus. So, I lead the
way, somewhat aprehensively, to my room down the hall from the
office.
I keyed in, stepped aside, pushed the door open and waved
the Director in. Once in, he waved me in, and pulled the door
behind him and locked it! Holy Shit! Now I was more than
certain that something interesting was about to happen.
I turned towards the Director and looked at him
inquisitively, and asked, "Well, what do you think?" His eyes
swept the room quickly, and stopped dead in their tracks on the
wall with all my naked men. He looked at me, sneered a bit, and
said, "Let's not beat around the bush. I don't have much time,
but I bet you'd be interested in a little action."
"Well, Sir," I replied somewhat cautiously. "It's no secret
that you are the best looking administrator on campus. I've
often fantasized about making love to you."
"Well, then," he said, "Let's do it!" With that he quickly
disrobed and stood in all his glory before me as I shucked my
duds. He was a specimen! Six feet tall, dark hair, incredibly
toned though not terribly muscular. He had long tapered legs
that made me want to scream in lust, and had just enough hair on
his body to prove he was a man. Perhaps the most stunning part
of him was his cock. I'm guessing at least seven inches long and
so thick it looked like a beer can! It was nestled among what
looked like downy-soft hair and hanging below were the most
incredibly edible looking testicles I have ever seen. Each was a
work of art-- huge, smooth and pulsing just slightly. His
ballsac was completely devoid of hair. In all, I was overcome
with lust!
I knelt in front of my boss, and started licking his huge
cockhead. Trying to swallow his pole proved a task for someone
with a much bigger jaw, but I did my best. He didn't seem to
mind that I couldn't take it all and was running his long fingers
through my hair and moaning audibly. I continued to suck,
running my tongue up and down his shaft. The veins that lined
his cock were now beginning to really bulge, and my tongue sang
its praises as it glided up and down. He was leaking precum
copiously into my mouth, and I savored each drop as it melted
down my throat.
My hands found his tight, smooth ass and began kneading his
cheeks. He moaned louder when my long bony index finger found
his asshole, and I sunk it in quickly and effortlessly,
discovering that he had lubed his ass recently. I looked up
inquisitively at his face, which was contorting in pleasure, and
he smiled and said that he had prepared himself just in case this
was to happen.
I stood up and wrapped my arms around this gorgeous sexy
man, and we kissed hungrily. I tasted the raw sensuality of the
man as our tongues battled for territory. We broke away only
when we were about to turn blue from lack of oxygen and threw
ourselves still joined on the bed. Somehow I ended up on the
bottom of him and he began licking and kissing his way to my
cock. Without warning he swallowed the entire length of my root
in one fell swoop and applied intense vacuum-like suction to it.
I was in total heaven. My hips bounced up and down so hard that
I am sure I was hurting him, but he grunted in pleasure with each
thrust. Somewhat without warning, my cock just unloaded every
ounce of sperm it had saved up since my last cum. Gallons of
spunk flooded into Dr. Smith's mouth and to my surprise, he
drank it down like milk.
When my cock had subsided, he let go of it and began
tonguing my asscheeks. Drawing closer and closer to its target,
his tongue licked and caressed the area around my hole. I was so
caught up in the intensity of the moment that I didn't even hear
myself shouting, "Fuck me you goddamned tease!! Fuck me until I
scream, you studfucker!"
With little hesitation, he aimed that massive cockhead at my
hole and began slowly pushing in. The pain was intense and I
grunted as his cock advanced each little inch. Finally he had
speared my ass with his entire shaft and he settled in to fucking
the utter shit out of me. Slowly at first, then building in
pressure and speed, his cock moved within me making music with
the walls of my ass. Each time his bulbous head hit my prostrate
I whined loudly. Each time his shaft sounded its depth I moaned.
I was writhing on the bed, thrashing my head back and forth, and
moaning unintelligible garbage at this stud who was raping my
mancunt with such expertise.
After a lengthy pillage of my ass, he began shooting. Gob
after gob after gob of creamy white spunk bathed the hot walls of
my ass, cooling them off. I moaned as I felt within me each new
spurt hit the depths of my ass.
Spent, he lay on top of me, his mammoth cock still inside me
but losing his erection. Our mouths met and we kissed silently
for some time until his cock plopped out of my hole followed by a
virtual river of his semen. I reached my hand down and scooped a
small puddle from the bed and brought it to our dueling tongues.
We shared the wonder of the stuff and pushed it back and forth
until we each had a mouthful to swallow.
Dr. Smith got up and wiped his cock clean. I gave it a few
playful licks as he did so, and soon he was hard again. I
quickly brought him to orgasm and allowed him to shoot all over
my chest so that I could lick it off later and savor the
experience.
We didn't talk much while he dressed. I lay on the bed,
utterly spent, cum dripping from my face, my chest, and my
ravaged asshole. I smiled as I watched him return to the
professional look I was used to. In his Director tone of voice
he said, "Your building will receive the highest rating. I hope
you will come to me with any problems and concerns in the
future."
I smiled wearily and said, "You can count on seeing me more
often, Sir. Thanks for showing me what authority is all about in
this department."
"No problem. I felt it worth my time to spend some extra
time with you, Andrew. I think you have a real potential in
Student Personnel." With that, he winked and was gone. I fell
asleep almost immediately, and woke many hours later to find that
I was still covered with his spunk. I licked it off, jumped in
the shower, and continued with my day.
Dorm Encounter VI: Truth or Dare!
Programming has always been something that I'm good at. I
seem to have the knack for creating entertaining and worthwhile
hall programming for my residents that is not the run-of-the-mill
"here's someone who is going to babble about safe sex for an
hour" kind of presentation.
I had spent some time trying to come up with a social kind
of program for the six or seven men staying over break. I wanted
to give them something fun to do that would alleviate their
boredom during the evening. What I hit upon was an informal
gathering in the lounge where we could play some games, eat some
pizza, drink a few beers, and perhaps peruse a movie on the VCR.
I posted a flyer in the bathroom (the best place to
communicate with everyone!) and made arrangements to get some
food delivered.
That evening, at the appointed time, I was surprised to find
all eight men still on the hall in the lounge, salivating. Right
behind me came the pizza man with several steaming pizzas. We
devoured them and the additional munchies that I had brought in
no time at all. Someone suggested a movie, and we put The
Godfather in the VCR. We turned out the lights and relaxed on
the comfortable furniture and enjoyed the movie. By the time it
was over, a couple of the guys had fallen asleep. They got up
when I turned the lights on and went to sleep. That left me,
Steve, Brad, Clark and Eric. We sat and stared at each other for
a while, and after a lengthy pause, I said, "OK, fellas. What
are we going to do now?"
Steve suggested that we play a game, and I began listing all
the board games we had in the office. None sounded terribly
interesting, though, and we just stared at each other. Suddenly,
as if inspired, Brad yelled, "What was that game we used to play
as kids? Was it Truth or Dare?"
Clark echoed, "Yeah! That was a cool game! Let's play!"
I looked at all four of them in turn with a question mark
face. Each nodded almost gravely-- it was comical and eerie all
at the same time. Once I realized that everyone wanted to play,
I motioned for them to join me on the floor in a circle. We all
sat facing each other and sat nervously. I told them that each
would get a chance to challenge all four of the others and that
everyone had to take this seriously.
Steve started by looking at Brad. "Truth or Dare?" he said.
Brad replied "Truth, man." "OK...." started Steve. "Have you
ever had sex with a girl?"
Brad immediately spat out "Sure, man! Are you kidding?"
Then Steve looked at Eric. "Truth or Dare?" Eric looked
straight at Steve and said "Truth."
Steve thought for a moment and said, "Have you ever had
sexual thoughts for a man?" There was a long pause. Time seemed
to drag out. Finally, Eric answered meekly "Yes. Yes, I have."
Steve finished his round with much the same innocuous
questions until Clark began his turn. After asking me if I had
ever tasted my own semen and I had replied yes, he looked at Eric
and said, "Truth or Dare?"
Eric said "Truth" and appeared to hold his breath.
"This is a two-parter, man. Second round questions are
allowed to be two-parters, right?" Everyone nodded. "What I
want to know, then, is (a) if those sexual thoughts you've had
about men were about anyone on our floor, and (b)if so, who?"
The electricity in the room rose unbearably. Suddenly this
was not such an innocent game. We all looked expectantly at Eric
who was, at this point, sweating bullets. "C'mon, guys. This
isn't fair!" he wailed.
"We all agreed to do this, man. You can't back out now!" I
replied.
"Okay, okay, let me think a minute, then," Eric mumbled.
We waited in silence for a few seconds and then Eric spoke.
"At first, I was not sure who I was interested in. There are
several very handsome guys on our floor. I started lusting after
several of you guys even though I assume you are all straight.
I've narrowed my lust down these past few weeks to two guys. Now
don't get pissed, but one is Clark and the other is Andrew."
No one spoke for a few seconds, then seeing that it could
get out of hand, I said, "Well, frankly I'm flattered, Eric. I
think it's cool."
"Yeah, me too, man. No sweat," said Clark.
Brad looked around and said, "This is making me horny. Why
don't you blow me, Eric?"
I looked at Brad with shock and said, "Jesus, Brad. The man
just told you a deep dark secret and you are trying to make him
feel worse? You should be shot!"
"Oh, man, I'm sorry. I'm just so horny I can't stand it.
Hey, Eric, I DARE you to eat this...." and with that he whipped
out his monster cock, the cock I had seen earlier in the showers
and beat off over.
Eric looked around helplessly, but grinned and said, "What
the fuck.... a buddy in need is a buddy in need!" With that he
crawled across the circle and swallowed Brad to the hilt. Brad,
somewhat surprised that Eric had actually been so bold, let his
hands fall to his sides and moaned. "Oh, shit, Eric. That feels
great."
We were all enjoying the show. I could see big bulges all
around the circle, and several hands crept secretly to caress
what lay beneath those mounds. I felt a little bolder and took
my aching cock from the confines of my jeans and began jacking.
Steve looked at me questioningly and I nodded. He scooted over
and swallowed my cock with the practice he had gained earlier in
the week. I turned myself around and pushed his shorts and jock
down and took his rockhard cock down my throat.
Clark seemed to be the only one who was alone, and he was
apparently pretty nervous. I saw him eyeing all this hot action
out of the corner of my eyes and stopped sucking Steve long
enough to say, "Why don't you drop those drawers and join in,
Clark? You've got nothing to lose!"
Clark stood up and shucked his clothes off and stood totally
naked, towering over the four of us sucking so madly. He
suggested we form a chain, and with a little maneuvering, we did
so. I sucked Steve, Steve sucked Brad, Brad sucked Clark, Clark
sucked Eric and Eric sucked me. The room was filled with the
musky smell of these five bouncing crotches, and the sexual
tension was high.
Eric was the first to come, blasting his cum all over Clark.
This apparently triggered Clark because I heard Brad swallowing
madly, trying to catch every drop. Brad came close to that
because Steve gasped as Brad's sperm shot all over his face,
dripping onto the floor. I shot about this time, surprisingly
down Eric's throat. He took every last drop and smacked his lips
when it was over. Steve shot down my throat shortly thereafter.
We all lay back and grinned. "Shit, I never knew it could be
that good, man," said Brad. "I can't believe I've been trying
for six months to get Susan to do that and I could have had it
right here!"
Everyone seemed kind of uncertain what came next, so I lay
on my back and asked Steve to fuck me. He mounted me with a grin
and began pummeling my ass with a vengance. The other three
stood over us, beating renewed erections furiously. Just as
Steve shot deep within my ass, I was showered with cum from the
other three. Steve and I licked each other clean much to the
delight of everyone present, and we all lay back exhausted.
No one spoke for a while as we fondled ourselves to a third
erection. The cadence of our slow jacking increased until we
were all in a circle jerking for our lives. I shouted
breathlessly, "The one who hits closest to the bottle cap in the
middle of the floor gets to fuck me!" They all grinned gleefully
and began to concentrate. When everyone started shooting, only
Eric was able to hit the bottle cap. When it was all over with,
I got down on all fours and offered him my ass.
He got behind me and plunged headfirst into my ass, sliding
effortlessly in and out of the well lubed canal. It felt so good
that I started moaning groaning with each thrust. We were
feverishly rocking back and forth as the other three watched.
They were grinning intently and concentrating on every move we
made. Eric shouted triumphantly as he began pouring shot after
shot of hot steamy spunk into my ass. He came for a surprisingly
long time considering what he had already poured forth, and
pulled out as the last shot arched over my ass and hit my back.
He fell back on the floor panting and gasping and I crumpled on
the floor.
Just about this time, the night security guard was walking
the hallway and hearing the ruckus, knocked on the door. I knew
from his jingling keychain who it was and threw my shorts and t-
shirt on and ran to the door.
I opened it slightly and stepped outside.
"Is everything okay in there, sir?" he inquired with a
curious wink and grin.
"How long have you stood here, officer?" I asked.
"Just long enough to get pretty turned on, man. Wanna let
me have a try at that sweet ass?"
"Sure, man. Let me deal with them, and I'll meet you in my
room in a few minutes."
With that, he turned and walked towards my room. I went
back in and told the guys that a security problem had come up and
I had to go deal with it. After assuring them that we could do
this again before break was over, I headed down the hall to my
room and to the hunk that was waiting to ravage my ass. Needless
to say, the security guard and I had a wonderful evening that
lasted way into the early morning hours.
Dorm Encounters VII: Brothers' Pleasures
Now that the inspection was over with, I could concentrate
on the next things on my calendar. I dug down through the piles
of paperwork on my desk and found it, the book that governed my
existence.
Scanning the next couple of days, I saw no major events
until my eyes wandered to Friday where I had penciled in "Mark?"
Could this be the weekend that my little brother was coming to
visit and see what college was like? I quickly dialed home and
got him on the second ring.
"Hey, Mark, this is Andrew. Are you still coming up this
weekend?"
"Yeah, man, if it's OK with you. I've been looking forward
to this for months!"
"Sure," I replied. "My room is a mess but that shouldn't
bother a slob like you! Ha!"
"No, you know I don't give a shit about what your room looks
like. I guess I will be there before dinner Friday. Wanna go
out somewhere?"
"Sure! I'll be looking for you. You know how to get here
don't you?"
"Yepper! See ya Friday, man!"
"Bye!" I hung up the phone and stared at my messy room.
Beginning to straighten up a little, I thought to myself how much
I was looking forward to seeing Mark. I don't get to see him
often since he is a three season athlete in high school. Since
he was on spring break in the middle of his senior year and had
not opted to take the traditional cruise with his friends, coming
up here would be a perfect vacation for him and a welcome respite
from the grind for me.
Three days passed quickly, during which time I made some
plans for friends to join the two of us and cleaned up my room.
I was tempted to forget moving in another bed for him and just
have the two of us sleep together like we did when we were
younger, but since Mark is quite popular with the girls, I
decided to give him the option of having his own bed.
I waited around Friday afternoon in anticipation of his
arrival. At about 5 o'clock, he finally showed up, having drive
the better part of the morning and afternoon. He jumped out of
the car and ran to me, yelling all the way. We met on the
sidewalk and hugged briefly, shook hands, and I helped him carry
his stuff inside to my room. As we were walking down the hall,
several heads popped out to see what he looked like since I had
described him to my friends as a model-quality god. They smiled
as they realized I was right.
We went into my room and I tossed his stuff on the bed. I
offered him a coke which he accepted and we sat down and caught
up on the boring family stuff. I asked him how his love life was
going, and much to my surprise he looked down and said nothing.
"What? My little stud-brother having a hard time with the
chicks? I don't believe it!" was my amazed response to this. He
looked at me and said, "Well, the truth is, I don't think I like
them anymore."
"What do you mean?" I asked suspiciously.
"Well, you've told me many times how wonderful your life is,
and how much pleasure you get from fucking sucking men. I think
that maybe I am supposed to be that way too. I've never tried
anything much, but there's this little nerd who picks up our
equipment after track that has sucked me off a couple of times,
and each time he does it I want to suck him off even more.
That's why I came here, man. I thought you might be able to help
me find out which I really prefer."
He looked at me with pleading puppy-dog eyes and I could
think of nothing to say. Finally, I sqeaked out, "Are you saying
what I think you are saying, man?"
He looked at me and nodded, got up, closed the door and
locked it. He took his clothes off slowly with his back turned
to me. I had often fantasized about this moment, but never
seriously given it a lot of thought. As he turned around, the
first thing that came into view was the most incredible cock I
had ever seen. He smiled sheepishly as he gave it a playful tug
and walked towards me.
I stood up and started unbuttoning my clothes. He stopped
me and did it himself, taking off each piece slowly and
seductively. When he had completely disrobed me and my cock was
bouncing in the wind, he knelt down and looked long and hard at
it. Tentatively, he stuck out his tongue and touched it to my
cockhead. He seemed to like the taste and feel since he slowly
began inhaling my tumescent shaft, inch by deliciously slow inch.
Finally, with his nose nestled in my pubes, he began his first
suck job with the skill of a novice and the dedication of an
expert. I began to shake uncontrollably from the action he was
taking, and sat down on the bed. I grabbed his ears and pulled
his mouth off my cock, making a plopping noise as he released it.
I told him to stand back up and as he did, his enormous cock
brushed my cheeks in passing.
I looked at this marvelous piece of manmeat for ages, taking
in each vein, crevice and pore. It was truly the most amazing
cock I had ever seen. The head was huge, the size of the larger
mushrooms you find in the grocery store. The shaft was at least
ten inches long, maybe more, and I could just barely get my
medium sized hands around it. Thick, blue veins throbbed the
entire length of it and I watched the blood flow from the tip to
the root curiously engrossed. I finally snapped out of my
daydream and licked the head all over. This made Mark shudder,
so I had him lie down on the bed where I could work on him
better. I took the head in my mouth and lavishly swirled my
tongue around and around its soft velvetness. He moaned in
appreciation as I began inching down, down, down, down until I
could take no more. I looked down and realized I only had half
of it in my mouth.
I was determined to take the whole thing and show my brother
why men give better head than women. I concentrated on nothing
else, and soon found my throat muscles relaxing enough to take a
few more inches. Finally my nose found his soft and thick pubes,
and I drank in his manly scent for the first time. This was
pure, raw, animal magnetism at its best here, folks. The
tastiest piece of fuckmeat I had swallowed in ages! I slowly
slid up and down on the shaft, fondling his heavy ballsac while I
was sucking him off. He began writhing on the bed, and I knew he
was close so I eased off.
I lay atop him and looked deep into his eyes. He smiled
weakly, still in the throes of trying to cum and not being
allowed to. I looked down and asked him if he was enjoying
himself and he could only nod and lick his lips. As he opened
his mouth to say something, I locked mine over it and stuck my
tongue in his mouth. My tongue played hide and seek with his,
searching and seeking until the two met in the middle, wrestling
to express the emotions that we both felt for each other. My
hands wandered over the broad expanse of his body rejoicing in
the smooth but well toned muscles they found as they glided. I
inched my hands down until they found our cocks, and I grabbed
them and began to rub them together, kissing all the while.
Gasping for breath, I broke the kiss and traced his chest
with my tongue. I swirled my tongue around his firm pectorals,
and honed in on his hard nipples, each chocolate brown and hard
as nails. My mouth followed the light trail of hair formed
between his tits down to his navel and into his crotch. I gave
his cock a few more loving strokes with my tongue and then lifted
his legs over my shoulders. I followed that wonderful little
cord of flesh between balls and ass and reveled in the musky
smell of it. My tongue found his ass and began pushing its way
into his virgin hole by swirling in circles, closer and closer
and closer until it finally hit the bullseye and began prying its
way in.
Hitting paydirt, I felt around the insides of my little
brother's asshole with my tongue, sending as much spit as I could
inside. I pulled my face away and jabbed at his shitter with my
longest finger, inching those tight walls open and feeling around
inside. He began to whine like a beat child and surprised my by
begging for more. "More fingers! More fingers! Don't stop!" he
cried.
Eager to please I inserted one then two more fingers. I had
three fingers planted firmly in his ass, writhing around. He was
almost in a frezy to be fucked, and this only turned me on more.
With one hand I lubed my dick with some additional spit and
pulled my fingers from his ass. He whimpered for more, and then
sighed contentedly as I slipped him my throbbing rod.
I pushed in slowly, trying to minimize the pain and shock I
knew he was experiencing. His face had screwed up in a scowl as
he grimaced from the shock of the intruder, and I continued to
ease in slowly.
Each inch brought me closer to being all the way there, and
when I finally pushed my pubic hair into his asscheeks, I knew we
had become one. His face had relaxed somewhat, and the new
expression was one of pure wonderment. He smiled as he noticed
me looking intently at him and said, "Fuck the utter shit out of
my hole, big brother. I want to feel your wonderful stud-cock
beating in and out of me! Fuck me to death!"
It was the brotherly thing to do. I did as he asked and
began pummelling his ass to death! I was heaving my whole body
into the fuck, moving forward and down, backward and up, until we
had established a cadence that would keep us going. He met each
thrust eagerly and as sweat sprayed off both of us, we shouted in
unison, alternately praising God and calling on the Devil.
I was close. So close that I could not stop. I reached down
and began fisting my little brother's cock with all the energy I
had left. I beat him furiously to the same beat that I was
raving his tight little ass. We worked in tandem, shouting and
yelling as we reached pleasures with each other that we had not
even dreamed of.
Suddenly, without warning, Mark began to literally spray our
bodies with jet after jet of steamy cum. It kept coming and
coming until I thought he would drain his whole body of fluids.
He grunted and panted as he came and his face was screwed up in
an image of pure animal lust. As he continued to whitewash his
belly and mine, I began pumping an incredible load of my own,
bathing the inside of his ass walls with creamy spunk. We both
were frenzied, and were yelling at the top of our lungs. I
continued to jack and fuck, milking out the trail end of each of
our huge loads.
Finally spent, I reached down and slurped up some of his
sperm from his belly. It was so like mine, and so different, all
at the same time. I kissed him deeply, feeding him his own load
in the process, and our hearts beat on, still quick, but slowing.
We cuddled on the bed, covered from head to toe in sweat and
semen, and fell asleep as a light breeze caressed our naked skin.
Several hours later, I felt him stir beneath me and I awoke
to find him staring deep into my eyes. I grinned and asked,
"Still confused about which sex brings you more pleasure?"
"Nope. But I would really like to do it again, just to make
sure!" he said.
And we did.
Dorm Encounters VIII: Library UnResearch
College for me has not been all fun and games, fucking and
sucking. Every now and then, I have to settle down to some
serious schoolwork. As I am basically the center of attention on
my hall, I rarely get anything done in my room. As such, I have
been known to haunt the college's library from time to time.
On one such night, I had been at my desk in the stacks
somewhere for about two hours, when the urge to piss overtook me
and would not allow me to concentrate. I'm not terribly fond of
public bathrooms on this campus; for some reason they are always
dark and seldom cleaned. I had never actually been in any of the
bathrooms in the library, but had to go so badly I would have
peed in a can if I had one.
Bucking up my courage, I put my book down and headed off in
search of the bathroom. It was in the center core of the
building where the elevators were, and I was surprised, upon
entering, at the overall brightness and cleanliness of it. Don't
get me wrong, now-- I wasn't about to eat off the floor, but I
felt more than satisfied that germs flying through the air would
not land on me and turn me into The Fly.
I appeared to be alone, and went into a stall. I hurriedly
unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out and began pouring forth
the torrential rains that I knew were lodged within my bladder.
As I stood there, I realized that other bodily functions were
required as well. I undid my pants and turned around and sat
down and went to work. As I sat there, I began to notice the
graffiti on the walls of the stall. "For a really good time
call...", "I suck big cocks only if you call...","I need to get
off bad...", and one that caught my eye especially: "I am new to
cocksucking and need practice. Will be here at 9:00 pm on the
17th. Tap your foot if you want service."
I looked at my watch and realized it was one minute until
9:00 on the appointed date. Just as I was marvelling at the
boldness of this invitation, the outer door to the bathroom
opened and someone came in and took the stall to my right. I
heard jeans unzipping and a little shuffling around, but did not
hear any of the typical sounds of someone using the bathroom for
its intended purpose.
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This was getting interesting.
The person next to me began making "obvious noises" and so I
stuck my foot under the partition and tapped it a couple of times
on the floor. He pushed my foot back to my side and a piece of
paper came floating down from over the partition. I unfolded it
and it said, "Throw this back if you are interested in some
serious head, and do not move from where you are right now."
The mystery and intrigue levels here were starting to get me
excited and my cock reacted appropriately. I threw the piece of
paper back over the partition and waited, my cock throbbing in my
lap. I couldn't resist giving it a couple of strokes as I waited
for the mystery man's next actions. I was completely unprepared
for what happened next. As I sat there, the front of the large
institutional toilet paper roll holder opened to reveal my
mystery man's side of the stall. He had removed his unit
completely, and was pulling the "innards" of my unit to his side.
In a second or two, he had a large hole between the stalls that
was just the right height. I looked through the hole and saw
nothing at first, then a finger beckoned me (or my cock, I should
say) to stick itself in the hole.
"What the hell," I thought, and stood up and stuck my ramrod
through the opening. In nothing flat, sweet and terribly wet
lips had encircled my knob and were sucking insistently. I put
my hands on the top of the partition and let this guy go to work.
He sucked like a novice but was insistent and trying very hard to
be good at what he was doing. His tongue flicked around my
engorged cockhead and each drop of precum that seeped out went
straight down this guy's throat. I moved my pelvis with the
rhythm he was creating, and before long, he had managed, much to
my amazement, to swallow the length of my rod. I began building
my fuckpace to a slow canter, pounding the partition harder and
harder as my cock sunk in and out of this sweet mouth. He was
getting better with practice, and soon had me humming to myself
as I prepared to blow.
I began rocking harder and harder, pummelling his face with
my tube until the moment arrived when my balls began forcing
their sweet nectar to the outside world. He sensed my impending
orgasm and clamped down on my cock with all his might as if
daring any spunk to leak out. The pressure was all I needed and
I began to unload blast after blast of sexjuice into his waiting
and greedy throat. I came four or five times, shooting slightly
smaller blasts each time, until my legs were shaking so hard that
the partition was banging back and forth. As the last dribble
poured out of my cocktip, I withdrew from his mouth and stepped
back, gasping for breath. I looked through the hole and was
amazed to find the last person I expected to find sucking cocks
in a library bathroom: my next door neighbor, Ted.
I stuck my face through the hole, smiled, and said,
"Goddamn, man! If you wanted action, you should have just come
next door!"
He bent over and smiled. "Don't you find this a little more
exciting, though, man?" he asked.
"Well, sure. I must admit it was really hot knowing we
could get caught, but I'm so hot now I could go again!"
"Well, why don't we go home and do something about that,
Andrew?" With that having been said, he closed up the hole,
putting the toilet paper units back into place. We went into the
library proper, I gathered my books, and we began the long walk
back to the dorm. As we walked, I hung back a little so I could
look at him. I had never really noticed Ted before-- he's not
terribly good looking but he's not ugly either. Kind of
nondescript, really. I checked him out as he walked, and I like
what I saw very much. He had a tight little ass that just begged
to be plugged.
We arrived back at the dorm and went straight to his room.
With almost no conversation, we undressed and met on the bed,
mouths open to each other, kissed long and hard. While rolling
around, I could feel my cock rubbing his, both of which were hard
as rocks. I knew what I wanted and flipped him over so that he
was on all fours. I pried his buttcheeks apart and sunk my
tongue into his musky hole. I reamed him for a considerably long
time, enjoying the feelings and sensations that my mouth was
experiencing. Ted seemed to be enjoying himself as well as he
pushed his ass back towards my face and wiggled around, trying to
create new depths for my tongue.
Able to stand the pressure no more, I got on my knees and
pushed my cockhead against his hole. I began to push in and he
roared, "Take it easy, asshole! I've never done this before!"
My cock instantly got harder knowing that I was about to
fill virgin territory. I eased my cockhead past the constricting
muscles and it sank into his ass canal. Ever so slowly, I eased
my fucktube into his tight hot hole until I had buried myself to
the root and my pubes were scratching his asscheeks. He moaned
in pleasure and that gave me the go-ahead to fuck the crap out of
him. My passion and lust had built to a frenzied level, and I
began thrusting in and out hard and long. He was moaning loudly
now, grunting as I hit rock bottom at each thrust.
I grabbed his hips and threw myself into my fucking,
pounding his ass with all my might as I rode this guy like a
cowboy. He grunted and moaned in appreciation, bucking with me
until we were literally a blur.
With little warning, the lava in my cock began to flow deep
within his bowels, bathing the hot rippling flesh with warm
creamy spunk. I blasted several big shots and withdrew, shooting
the rest all over his asscheeks. As I calmed down, I bent down
and licked his ass clean, rimming the entrance to his ass,
tasting my semen mixed with his musky goo. I flipped him over
and sat right down on his cock, bouncing up and down until he was
digging his fingernails into my arms. I knew he must be close,
and true to form, he shot his hot load with great force up into
my ass. I slid up and down on his pole as he shot, relishing in
the squishy pleasure we were both experiencing. I slowed as I
felt the last spurt shot inside me and allowed his cock to find
its way back to the outside. I laid down atop him, and we kissed
deeply, rolling around on the bed.
Panting and with hearts racing, we drew apart and laughed.
"Had I known you were this good, I would have never left this
building, stud!" Ted said to me.
"Well, I'm always here, always horny, and always willing," I
said with a wink. "Come back any time."
Ted left shortly thereafter, after planting a few more
kisses my way, and I sat down at my desk and returned to my
studies.
Dorm Encounters IX: Staff Retreat
Once a year the entire Housing staff, comprised of two
hundred RA's, thirty GR's and several other assorted Housing
folks leave campus en masse and travel to some cheesy campground
or other such "resort" for two nights and three days of intensive
training and bonding for the following year.
I have always hated these adventures. There's always a lot
of touchy-feely activity that frankly gags me thinking about it.
I have, in the past, always had a miserable time.
This year looked no different. We all amassed at some god-
forsaken camp that the Health Department might be really
interested in, and were given bunk assignments in an acre of
cabins. I was bunked with other members of the staff of my
building and for some reason, there was room for one extra person
and it was filled by a guy from another community that I didn't
know.
I could tell, as we all unpacked and goofed around, that he
was very uncomfortable being with a group of people who knew each
other well and didn't know him, so I went up and introduced
myself to him. Standing close to him, I got a good look at him
and realized, much to my pleasure, that he was quite attractive.
Jason was about five ten, was slight in build, and had long
flowing auburn hair that almost reached his waist in the back.
It was perfectly straight, perfectly sparkling clean and blew
gently in the wind. His face was smooth and clear. His smile
was absolutely flawless, and his big manly hands felt good in
mine as we shook hands. Jason was, in a word, a handsome boy!
I told him about some of the people on my staff and
suggested we walk down to the "chow hall" and get a coke while we
were waiting for the first session. As we walked, we talked
about ourselves and our lives. Several minutes passed as we
walked and enjoyed each other's company when Jason stopped and
turned to me.
"Are you, by any chance, the Andrew that is Andrew, the gay
RA?" he asked me.
"Yes, I am. I guess I have quite a reputation, don't I?"
"Well, if what I hear is true, you are a real voice for the
gay community on campus, and represent yourself and your peers
well when confronted with residents and staff that have questions
and concerns about gay life."
"I'm flattered, Jason," I commented. "It has always been my
hope to be open and free with information to foster growth of the
gay/lesbian/bisexual community on campus."
"I think that's cool. I've always wanted to sit down with
someone like you and find out about gay life."
"Well, there's no time like the present," I said.
We left the main path and headed off into the woods. Within
100 yards, we had found a clearing that was rather well protected
from the rest of the woods. We sat on a fallen tree and began to
talk. An hour later (missing the first session, of course), we
were still sitting and still talking. I had told him about my
varied experiences and about coming out, etc. The conversation
was pleasant to say the least, as I enjoy talking to people about
my homosexuality. As we talked, we inched closer together quite
unconsciously until our knees touched.
The electricity that flowed from Jason's knee to mine was
intense. I stopped talking and looked right into his eyes and
said, "Do I take it that you are more than just curious about all
this?"
"I think so. I find the thought of male to male sex so
arousing I cannot explain it." he said.
I took his hands in mine and looked deep into his gorgeous
eyes. I leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek. He
kissed my cheek back, and without warning we were deeply kissing,
wrapping our tongues around each other. We broke the kiss and I
began to run my hands over his shoulders and down his back. He
did the same to me as we resumed kissing. We kissed violently,
passionately, hungrily until we had rolled to the soft ground in
front of us. I laid Jason gently down on his back and unbuttoned
his shirt. His chest was totally smooth and so incredibly soft
that I almost came just running my hands across it. I tweaked
his nipples as he raised his back up to remove his shirt. I laid
it beneath him to form a cushion and began tonguing his chest. I
sucked on his nipples, eliciting soft coos from him. He was
running his wonderfully long fingers through my hair and
whispering great things as I travelled down. I unsnapped his
jeans and pulled them down to his knees and then off, finding, to
my surprise that he was wearing no underwear!
His cock was rockhard and curved slightly to the left. It
was not massive in length, but was quite thick, tapered from the
head to the root. It was nestled in soft auburn pubic hair and I
ran my hands through it loving the soft feeling of it. I pulled
his pants all the way off and hefted his heavy balls in my hands.
They felt full of spunk, and I lowered my head to his cock to
draw it out.
I licked the head softly and gently as his hands found my
hair and began twisting it. I took the shaft in my mouth and
sank down to the root, easily filling my mouth with his rockhard
member. I glided up and tongued the veins as I came up. I
licked around the head, swirling my tongue in sheer adoration of
this favorite piece of mail anatomy of mine. He was obviously
enjoying what I was doing as the pressure he was putting on my
hair got stronger and stronger.
His hips began to lift off of the ground and I stopped
sucking to lick on his balls. His ballsac, like so much of his
body, was completely hairless and I licked each ball carefully,
drawing them into my mouth first one at a time and then together.
I continued my downward journey and licked the cord of flesh I
find so erotic, the one that connects the balls and the asshole.
As I arrived at his ass, he lifted his legs so that his knees
were bent sharply, and presented his ass for my inspection.
I tongued his cheeks in my traditional circling motion,
getting closer and closer to his rosebud hole. Finally, able to
stand it no more, I honed in on his hole and began actively
licking and sucking it. I rammed my tongue inside his tight
steamy bunghole and began a fucking-like assault on his ass. He
pushed my head out of the way and rammed one of his long, bony
fingers inside, pushing and pulling quickly, panting and gasping
as he did so.
I quickly shed my shorts and jockstrap and spit on my raging
cock. I pulled his hand out of his ass (he was now shoving
several fingers in and out) and rammed my cockhead towards his
hole. Meeting a lot of resistance, I pushed hard until I felt
the head slip by his gate. I sunk slowly to the hilt, joining
his groans with my own. I lay atop him with his feet up in the
air, and pulled out. In and out I fucked, eliciting sheer
pleasure from his mouth and face as he looked up at me. He
grabbed my hips and pulled me deep into him as his cock shook
beneath my stomach and began spewing a huge load of cum. I
pulled out and pumped my prick until it began spewing as well.
We both watched as his chest became covered with our spunk. I
shook the last drops from mine and pushed my fingers all over his
chest, mixing our cum into a thick puddle. I leaned down and
licked it up, keeping it in my mouth. When his chest was pretty
clean, I laid down atop him and fed our loads to him.
He swallowed hungrily, searching my mouth's many cavities
with his tongue. We continued to kiss well beyond the
consumption of the sperm, and our cocks hardened between us.
We broke apart and I squatted over his cock. He pushed me
away and knelt in front of my upturned ass and dove for my
pucker, locking his lips over my hole and pushing his tongue as
far in as it would go. In and out he teased me. Then he
inserted one of his fingers and began scraping around, loosening
me for his throbbing cock. I raised my legs high in the air and
yelled, "Fuck me, Jason! Fuck me, you stud!"
He needed little encouragement and mounted me like a
stallion, driving his rockhard member deep into my bowels. I
filled quickly and thrusted my ass muscles to tighten around his
cock. I met each thrust he made by pushing my hips up off the
ground. Our fucking gained a frenzied cadence as his cock sank
in and out of my lusting hole.
I grabbed him around the waist and pulled him deeper with
each stroke. As his cockhead banged my prostrate, I grunted and
moaned in appreciation. His thick cock filled me completely, and
I did not want this moment to end. Suddenly, with little
warning, I felt the first spurt of his jetting semen hit the
deepest confines of my ass. He continued to pelt my insides with
hot creamy cum until he was flailing his arms and sweat was
pouring from his cute chest.
I pulled him deep inside and pulled him down on top of me as
my cock began spewing between our heaving bellies. I kissed him
deeply as our cocks subsided, his in my ravaged ass, mine between
us. We kissed long and hard until our breathing returned to a
more normal rate, and we rolled around a little, licking each
other clean like little kittens. We met to kiss again, and then
rolled apart to dress.
As we dressed, we spoke little, but Jason smiled a lot at
me, as if saying he was OK. I finally asked him what he was
thinking, and he said, "You have no idea how much I enjoyed that!
I know I am straight, and I love my girlfriend very much, but I
now know how wonderful fucking between two men can be, and I
think it is great! I can see why you like being gay!"
I smiled at him and said, "Anytime you feel the need to do
this again, just let me know. I think you are about the hottest
little thing I've come across in a long time, Jason!"
"Well, I hate to admit it, but I think we have some free
time tonight after sesssions. Can we come back and fuck some
more?" Jason asked.
And we did-- all night long!! (And boy did the staff
whisper the next morning!) Hee Hee.
Dorm Encounter X: Tickling the Ivories
There are very few things that relax me more than playing
the piano. Near my dorm in the Fine Arts Building, there is a
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