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*Summary: College student accepts his feelings of wanting to be a submissive after one night.

*Note: The beginning is relatively descriptive. Please don't be too harsh with your criticism! I generally write things that are more dialogue based so I hope this came out well!

*quot;College life is crazy!*quot; My peers and family told me before I started it. Well, I was in my sophomore year with two majors and I still didn't believe that. Maybe it was because my high school life was so intense that while I found college hard at points, it offered me more freedom than I was used to. Easily taking 15 credits every semester, I cruised through my freshman year with decent grades and a good set of friends.

I think I was especially lucky with my friends. College in America was extremely different compared to the life I had known back at home. So no, I am not from America. It was pretty clear to determine that as well. I was 5'10, skinny, dark black hair and I have light brown skin. I spent most of life back at home but decided to come to college in America and well, I got lucky meeting my friends. I had never really experienced racism but most of the people I had met before my main circle of friends were always the ones I thought who tried to be my friends because I wasn't American; sort of like 'be friends to show that I am PC'. The people I consider friends were never like that. They were curious of my culture and my upbringing of course but they saw me as human, just another person to be friends with and we quickly grew close.

I didn't really party often either. My friends and I were relatively low-key and for the lack of a better word - nerds. We bonded by playing video games together and not really enjoying huge parties, always instead preferring to drink in the peace of our rooms in our dorms. There really wasn't much drama within the group and we all enjoyed each other's company so much that within a year I felt like I could tell them anything, except for one thing.

Having grown up in such a strict environment, I was exposed to a few ideals that I consider wrong but still influence my actions ever so slightly - your typical masculine stereotypes or a man being with another man is wrong. The latter unfortunately was not so good for me.

See, I have a secret. I like guys. Or rather it's better to say, I like dick. There was just something primal and so arousing about being on my knees while a big dick was above me, using me. I get very submissive, the feeling of being used turning me on in an indescribable way. After that though, guilt and shame flooded me. It was rare for me to enjoy this as well. Only when I hadn't been able to fuck a woman in a long time and I couldn't control how horny I was did this happen. That was all the experience I had with dicks at home, but after coming to America, I had also been fucked. It was an interesting story, I lost my anal virginity to a janitor at my dorm the day I had moved in. I rarely shared this with anyone - only two girls in my friend group knew about this and I rarely did anything with guys either. It was a part of me that I was hidden deep down inside, only coming out when I was seriously pent-up and one I tried to push inside, so I rarely went on Grindr or Craigslist. Besides for the two girls, no one suspected me either, since my submissive side was really well hidden.

Sophomore year this changed. After having a really bad roommate experience, I decided to live alone next year and I got a single in the same dorm I had lived in. My rooming experience was so much better immediately. Though the room was small, I had a TV, I could set up a small space for friends to hangout and most importantly, I didn't have a roommate to bother me.

And so my sophomore year started out great, except I had gone back home for the Summer, so I hadn't had sex in illegal bahis months. Coming back, I was unable to score either. Saying I was pent-up would not come close to covering my feelings. A few weeks into the semester, I decided to invite my friends over for a fun night, hoping that this would distract me as well. I decided if I was still horny then I'd download Grindr again and try my luck. A sudden invite, most of my friends couldn't make it, but two of the girls I knew closely, Ava and Lucy (one of the two girls who knew that I had sucked dick before), could come over, as could one of my guy friend's Matt. I also decided to invite a mutual friend of ours who had grown close to our friend group, Jack, a freshman who was a freshman.

It was a fun night. We played some Smash and decided to play Kings cup, a drinking game. As we were getting drunk, Ava got the card that allowed her to ask any question and if someone answered it without a question, they would drink. The best way to trick someone was to ask something outrageous so that they would answer it.

And so she turned to Jack and asked *quot;Hey, are you gay?*quot;

Having already had a drink, Jack laughed and responded *quot;Yeah!*quot;

We laughed and pushed him to take a drink for failing at which point, Matt asked *quot;So you really are gay then?*quot;

*quot;Yeah? Came out a few years ago!*quot; Jack smiled. *quot;Thankfully, my family was supporting.*quot;

Another point I really liked about our friend group, they were really accepting. With a laugh, Matt nodded and I could tell Jack felt a little more comfortable as the atmosphere didn't change at all and we treated him the same way.

Except, I would be lying if I said I didn't get incredibly aroused after hearing Jack say he was gay. For some reason, I thought this would be even hotter. The image of Jack dominating me, a friend in our friend group using me sexually as he felt like it and making me his toy while no one else knew, was so hot. Objectively Jack was also hot. He was 6'1, went to the gym often, had brown hair and well, in my fantasies at least, he had a huge cock.

I thanked God I decided to wear jeans for once as my erection went unseen and we continued to drink. After a few hours, Ava and Lucy had to leave. After a few games of smash, Matt left as well leaving me and Jack sitting on the carpeted ground in front of the TV with Netflix on.

My erection returned again as I thought about me and Jack being alone now and my fantasies started to play through my head again. Thankfully, something was on my side as Jack's phone lit up for a second while he looked away.

*quot;It looks like you got a message from a dude on Grindr!*quot; I laughed.

*quot;Oh whoops.*quot; He laughed back. *quot;I haven't checked my messages in a while.*quot;

Being drunk and unable to control myself, I asked *quot;How often do you hook-up with guys on Grindr?*quot;

Thankfully, he was very drunk too. *quot;Fairly often!*quot; He smirked. *quot;Not that hard to get with guys honestly!*quot;

*quot;If only women were the same.*quot; I sighed. *quot;I haven't had sex in months now.*quot;

*quot;Hey man.*quot; He joked *quot;You could always fuck with guys.*quot;

I hesitated for a second and then my inhibitions dropped. *quot;Well actually...I have done stuff with guys before.*quot; I laughed. *quot;But you can't tell anyone else. I'm really down-low about this.*quot; I continued.

*quot;Oh what?*quot; He asked, surprised. *quot;I wouldn't have thought that at all.*quot; He laughed.

By this point both of us were drunk enough that I could tell there were no inhibitions left between us. *quot;I hide it really well.*quot; I said with a smile *quot;But big dicks are a weakness! They make me so submissive*quot; I laughed. *quot;The feeling of having my face fucked is so hot!*quot;

*quot;Damn, that is very hot to imagine. I get really dominant.*quot; He responded back. In his sweatpants, I could see that he was starting to get slightly aroused.

In illegal bahis siteleri my stupor, I reply *quot;I can see!*quot; pointing at the rising tent.

*quot;Well, can you blame me?*quot; He grinned. *quot;Fuck, I really want to jerk off now.*quot;

*quot;It's been a while since I've jacked off or done anything with a guy.*quot; I admitted.

We seemed to reach a sort of unspoken agreement then about what was to happen.

*quot;Well...*quot; He repeated as his hand openly rubbed his rising tent now. *quot;Not a great night to not wear jeans.*quot; He smirked coyly.

*quot;Not at all.*quot; I laughed knowingly, unable to take my eyes off his erection. *quot;How big are you?*quot; I couldn't help but ask then as the tent in his pants reached a massive height.

*quot;Want to see?*quot; He shrugged.

I nodded, enchanted by the thought of his big dick.

He stood up and I shifted positions, moving closer to his crotch, and moving my hands over so I was kneeling on my hands forward.

He pulled his pants down along with his boxers and my jaw dropped.

*quot;Uh...wow.*quot; I couldn't help but say as I looked at his 9 inch thick cock. Circumcised, the head was much thicker than the rest of his dick.Two huge balls hung under. It was clear that he had recently shaved since there was no hair and the package smelled clean in general.

*quot;Yeah, that's the general response people have when they see it.*quot; Jack smirked down. Grabbing his dick with one hand, he shook it and it slapped me right on the lips.

I moaned and gave in to my desires as I kissed his cock.

He grinned again and proceeded to pull his shirt off, exposing his chiseled body and put his hands through my hair as I moaned and ran my tongue along his dick. Grabbing my hair roughly, he looked down at me. *quot;Suck that dick bitch.*quot; He ordered.

I complied, my dick pushing further and further against my jeans as he treated me roughly. I pushed myself against his cock, my jaw stretching as I was barely able to get 4 or 5 inches in before I choked.

He groaned and grabbing my hair more started to push more in. Managing to nearly get 7 inches in, he looked down as I looked up at him, submissively. Grinning, he held my head as he started to move his hips, fucking my face slowly at first and then going faster and faster before I could do nothing but hold on to his legs as he grunted and aggressively speared his cock into my mouth.

Finally pulling out, I held my mouth and he slapped his cock on my tongue and cheeks covering it in his precum and my saliva.

*quot;I want to fuck your ass.*quot; He grunted as he jacked himself off.

Standing up, I began to take off my clothes, exposing my 7 inch uncircumcised dick. *quot;Condoms and lube are in my draw next to the bed.*quot; I pointed as I got ready to get on my bed.

*quot;Wait.*quot; He said and grabbed my hand, pulling me back easily and pushing me on the ground. *quot;Get on all fours on the ground.*quot; He demanded.

I groaned and did as he said and turned my head around as he put a condom on and started to lube his dick up. I shivered as he dropped the cold liquid on my ass and then bent my head, pushing my ass up in preparation.

*quot;You really are a submissive bitch.*quot; He chuckled as he slapped my ass and I moaned at the pain. *quot;Such a round perfect ass.*quot; He continued as he got behind me and positioned his dick right behind my hole, slapping it, teasing me as I shivered in excitement.

*quot;You know this is going to change stuff between us right?*quot; He said, still teasing me.

*quot;I don't care!*quot; I almost yelled as he incessantly teased my ass. *quot;Fuck my ass! You can fuck it whenever!*quot; I shouted then.

*quot;Good boy.*quot; He laughed and pushed his head in, stretching my ass. We both moaned and I almost fell over. *quot;Jesus...you're so tight!*quot; He grunted.

I kept breathing and tried to focus on avoiding the pain. *quot;I've only been canlı bahis siteleri fucked three times before and by guys smaller than you.*quot; I tell him and he nods.

Pushing his dick in gently and slowly, I moan continuously as he finally manages to fit the full 9 inches into me.

Slapping my ass again, he waits as I moan and get adjusted to his dick. *quot;Okay, I think I'm good no*quot; I try to say as he pulls out and slams back into me, making me moan loudly.

*quot;Okay maybe wait mo!*quot; I shout but he ignores and interrupts me again as he starts to fuck me, not too fast but each thrust taking the wind out of me and making me moan in both pain and pleasure.

Soon he starts to fuck me rougher and his hand pushes my face into the ground and I hear the sound of his balls hit my ass as he starts to almost jack hammer me. My cock is painfully hard as I moan and scream and thank that the TV is on and masking the noise.

Slapping my ass, he pulls me up by hair. *quot;You like that?*quot; He asks.

*quot;Oh god, I do so bad!*quot; I moan as he thrusts into me again.

He smirks again and I continue to moan, unable to move as he holds me back and uses my ass.

Every thrust has me quivering, moaning. My eyes roll back and my mouth starts to hang open as his stamina, being able to fuck me so effortlessly shocks me by this point.

He suddenly pulls out and I feel myself being turned out and pushed to the ground roughly. I see him take the condom off and he sits on my face, his balls above my mouth. *quot;I'm going to cum soon!*quot; He groans as he jacks off.

I moan in response and I start to jack myself off and I move up and take his now sweaty balls in my mouth, admiring the taste and texture as I lick and suck passionately. I see a small light somewhere above me but I ignore it and continue licking and soon I hear *quot;Beg for it slut.*quot;

I stop sucking and shout out loud *quot;Please cum on my face, I want your cum so bad!*quot; and then immediately start to suck his balls again.

I hear a grunt and then feel myself get pushed back further as his cock comes out in front of me and he starts to cum. Cum covers my face and hair, while some falls onto the ground as well.

He groans and pumps his dick slowly after his orgasm and I move forward and start to suck his dick, licking it clean then.

*quot;You missed some.*quot; He chuckles and points to the cum on the ground.

In my haze, I lean down and start to lick his cum up and this act pushes me over the edge and I groan, pointing my dick towards myself, I cum as well, covering my chest in my jizz.

I turn around and I see him putting his clothes on.

Even through my drunken haze, I feel a sort of shame and humiliation rise along with awkwardness. I couldn't blame him for leaving now.

*quot;Well. I'll catch you later.*quot; He said as he left, leaving me naked on the ground covered in a combination of cum.

I move to my bed, my legs shaking from the fucking he gave me and then immediately fall asleep.

I woke up, my head hurting a little and felt weird. For a moment I couldn't remember anything and then remember what I did last night and remember now why my legs hurt a little or my face and chest felt so sticky. I grab my phone and see the time, just turned noon. I also see that I have a message from Jack.

I quickly open it and it's a video of me sucking his balls, begging for his cum, taking a facial from him and then cleaning his dick, his cum off the ground and finally cumming on myself.

Shame and fear fills my body but beyond that, arousal fills it and the shame is pushed aside immediately as I think about the events of last night, of that fucking, and the guilt leaves me. The same submissive feeling fills me, even without a dick in front of me. Something had changed after last night, I was a bit more accepting of it now.

I see a message from Jack under the video. *quot;I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did?*quot; with a winky face.

My dick throbbing and my sense of guilt getting tossed behind with my arousal for dick, any dick at this point rising, I typed my response.