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Subject: First Semester 1 (gay -college) First Semester 1 ©Lacylips@ DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving male teens. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. In no way is this intended to advocate for sex with minors its just my fantasy about growing up. _______________ I am Todd and this is my story about my first semester at college. I was no stud in high school but I had a few girl friends and considered myself about average in the sex department. Never had any real sex just the make out and feel her up kind of stuff. I was looking forward to getting away from home, meeting new people and hopefully with the more lax morals of campus life just maybe I would rid myself of that virgin status. There just had to be some easy chicks who wanted some of what I had to offer. Two weeks before leaving for school I got an email from my roommate to be. He introduced himself as Axel Vonn. Originally from Germany and his family moved to the states when he was 10. He was a competitive swimmer with a team from his local YMCA but had not swam for his high school. He hoped that I did not have any weird habits or hang ups. Both of us not being used to rooming with strangers he committed to trying to get along with me if I would do the same. I wrote back telling him about me and that I was sure I could adjust and flex as needed to make for happy roommates in our soon to be new situation. On arrival weekend I hauled my stuff up to the room and found Axel already there and somewhat settled in. He pointed to the unused dresser for my things and helped by tossing my duffel for me onto the other bed in the room. They were on opposites sides of the smallish room with 2 desks against the wall by the door and the 2 dressers clustered together on the other wall. A large window with drapes covered the side wall by his bed and at the foot of mine was a wash basin and towel racks. He told me if I needed to `go' that the showers and toilets were two doors down on the right. I was impressed with Axel physically. Tall. blond and very trim. Kind of what I expected from a swimmer. He seemed pretty smart too and he told me his major was physics. Mine was english and history as I was looking to teach down the road. After getting settled and our brief intros we headed out to locate the food court on campus as we were both hungry from our travels to college. All in all I thought that we hit it off just fine and would have a good semester sharing the room and college experiences. Later we helped some other guys move in and hung out in the dorm building lounge to watch some sports and bull shit with other freshmen like ourselves. It got late and back in the room I ran straight into my first `learn-to-deal-with-it' event. Axel said he was off to take a shower and grabbed a towel. While he headed down the hall I doffed my clothes down to my jockey briefs and slid into my bed. The event was Axel walking back in the room and dropping his towel the second he closed the door. He was now standing naked at the foot of my bed! Holy crap the dude was a god. His ripped lean swimmers body was totally devoid of hair and almost glistened in the light from the desk lamp falling on his form. I was not sure what to feel. I never was excited by body hair or even the male body in general. Here was the adonis guy, glass smooth and, shit I just noticed, dangling gaziantep travesti a huge semi hard cock, as he walked past me to dress for bed. Next surprise. He delved into his dresser and extracted a red nylon speedo swim suit. Not much more that a jock I perceived as he packed his oversized package in there drawing it to his hips. Shit that suit was FULL! I was not gay. Never attracted to other guys but oh my goodness Axel was actually looking tempting. If I was a female I probably would have thrown my legs in the air and screamed *quot;fuck me you stud*quot;. Instead I just watched as he climbed under the sheets across from me. He looked over to see if I had noticed any of this. *quot;Dude. Usually I don't wear anything to sleep in but since we hardly know each other and not knowing your tolerance for nudity, I figured a swim suit would bridge the gap. You OK with that?*quot; *quot;Sure.*quot; I responded while rolling away from his direction before trying to get some sleep. Trying was the key word. After that sexy display with a beautifully stuffed pair of panty-like briefs my mind was all over the place. I was not queer but heck Axel (and his shaft) were pretty exciting. My thoughts kept flashing to some of the porn I had observed in high school. I could not get those images to leave my head. Twice after getting to sleep I awoke again with those dirty pictures in my head. It was not the plain fucking stuff that disturbed me. It was the hot hand jobs and blow jobs troubling me. The images in my head of fingers or lips wrapped around a big thick cock and bringing it to a spewing orgasm took over my brain completely. What the hell was wrong with me? To make things much worse, the third time I awoke in the middle of the night I heard motion and glanced over to Axel's bed. The sheets were off and his red nylon `sling' was pushed down and he was jerking himself off. Oh my gosh! I could not take my eyes away from his hand gliding up and down a literal monster of fat cock. HIs hand barely made it around the shaft and it would have taken two fists to cover the full length I thought. I almost wished the lights were on so I could better see how gorgeous that big cock was. Everything was going against my straightness in my head. His body, and now especially his towering mast of penis, were making me question how *quot;not attracted to men*quot; I really was. No hope for much more sleep as I turned away but found it necessary to massage my own ragingly hard normal size erection until i put a load in my hand and wiped it all off along the edge of the mattress along the wall. If this kept up my first semester was going to be a very long or very exciting one. So now it was Sunday and I got up before Axel and dressed to go explore more of the campus. For some reason I knew I could not stay in the room as mental images of the perfect penis he sported danced in my head. What the hell was wrong with me. When i came back Axel was still there. In fact he was lying naked on his bed again stroking that prodigious tool. If someone sculpted a hard huge dick my roomie had the perfect model for reference. I started to turn around and leave him to himself to finish the job. *quot;Where you going Todd? What? You don't jerk off. Feel free to watch if you like. I know some guys are fascinated seeing a huge meaty cock being pleasured. You?*quot; *quot;Aaa, Not really, but you can go ahead. It does not bother me.*quot; I was lying because seeing the flagpole of flesh in his hand and the bright pink mushroom head appearing and retreating while he stroked has produced my own erection problem gaziantep masaj salonları in my jeans. *quot;I'll juts hand out over here at the desk and check out my class schedule a grabbed from my student mailbox on my campus tour earlier.*quot; Maybe he noticed the issue pushing out my pants or not but he offered, *quot;you could come over here and watch close up. Didn't you ever jerk off with buddies in high school?*quot; I shook my head. *quot; Well come on over. Slip off your pants and get comfy right here.*quot; He slapped the open area of the bed beside him. *quot;We can whack them together. It's a lot of fun! You should try it. It is not queer. Just two pals pounding their puds at the same time.*quot; I saw it a bit differently. It was an adonis stud with a long thick perfect monster cock showing off to a very plain looking teen with much smaller equipment to be embarrassed by. I could not take my eyes off of the acton though. Every long slow stroke I witnessed only aroused me more and I caved to the request and lost my jeans to the floor, extracted my own hardness from the confining briefs and lay down on the bed beside Axel. *quot;There isn't that better than standing there gawking? Get a grip man. Pull that prick. Lets generate some good feelings and a lot of cum!*quot; My left hand got to work making the short trip up my tool over and over again. It felt amazing and soon I was relaxed and really had little concern of being next to my roommate who was also jerking off. *quot;Feels good right! Damn I love whacking my meat. How about you?*quot; We were both getting pretty active at that point. *quot;Hey Todd. You never jerked off with friends?*quot; I shook my head. *quot;Well you know what feels even better that pounding your prick?' I shook my head again. *quot;Stroking each others cocks is way better. Jacking yourself off is kind of a known quantity thing, You know what each change of pace or technique does because you feel it. You know how your cock and body will react. When someone else is pumping your tool everything is like a surprise package. The best parts kind of sneak up on you and before you expect it you spew your load way more than normal. Let me show you.*quot; Axel reached over pushing my hand off my dick and wrapping his long fingers around what I had to offer. His grip exceeded my circumference by a long shot and it felt so different than my own. It was cool. I liked it. After a few strokes, which I fully enjoyed, he let go of his own beast of hard flesh and brought my idle right hand over and slapped the length of his firm dick against my palm. I was too stunned to actually react much and then he curled my fingers around its stiffness. They did not make it all the way around. His cock was so fucking thick. It was exciting I thought and as he griped my wrist and guided me to slipping my fist up and down his massive dick it got even more exciting. Holy Shit! I was jerking another guy off and I was beginning to like it. It was like handling a warm paper towel tube with a glass hard inside and a taut velvet like surface. At this point I did not even notice that Axel was no longer holding my cock. He was just laying there softly moaning and giving me instructions about what to do to his big dick. *quot;Oh Todd, baby. You have a magic hand! Soft like a girls but strong in its grip and action. Ahh, Thats it. Use a featherlike grip to glide up and down the full length and rub the crown with your thumb a few times. Oh Yes, Yes! Perfect. Now hold it tight enough to move the skin as you yank it more firmly letting the big head disappear into your hand gaziantep escort bayan and then pop back out again. Oh hell yes. You sure you never did this before?*quot; *quot;No.*quot; *quot;But you like it right? You're ok jerking me off like this? If you weren't I would not let you stop anyway because you are a master at it. a master baiter. Ha Get it?*quot; Not that funny but truth be told, his cock felt so good in my fist I would not have stopped even if he insisted that I do. Still not attracted to a guy but I sure was getting fully into playing with that monster meat stick my fingers were wrapped around. His tone changed a bit with the instructions, less directive and more moanful. *quot;Oh Shit. I am going to fucking cum. Don't you dare stop pulling my prick dude. It is about to erupt. It's going to be a huge fucking mess!*quot; I observed his tight firm nut sack contract a little and then felt the shaft held tight in my hand swell. Like someone had just injected a giant burst of helium into one of those long balloons that circus clowns make animals from. Oh My Gawd! An almost solid shaft of whiteness shot out going a foot into the air. Holy shit! What a load? I leaned my hand down trying for a less airborne trajectory and some 5 more powerful and voluminous streams of spew erupted and landed covering Axels belly and chest and a whole lot on my hand. What a fucking deluge of cum. My hand was still firm in it grip attempting to control the firehose of funk Axels' nuts were unloading. His litany of Oh God's, holy fuck's and best hand job ever comments came freely and unceasingly it seemed. Finally his cock maintained its normal diameter for a few seconds with no more massive surges of baby batter exploding from his turgid tool. His voice calmed as well as I was still gently massaging his spent cock. I did not want to let go especially as one more surge of cum seeped from his pee hole cascading over the big red head resting atop the grip of my thumb and forefinger encircling, somewhat, it. A few intelligible words from Axel. *quot;Smear that shit around with your fingers Todd. Work the head. Make it all slippery and nice.*quot; I followed his instructions and discovered that finger painting with cum was kind of cool particularly on the end of his monster meat. I thought he had passed out after that as he was so quiet. Just fully drained of energy I guessed. He sure as hell was drained of gonad gravy. Pecker puke. Testicular torrent. Cum! That thought in mind I felt my brain was about to explode when Axel dragged some of his fingers through some of the sperm streams adorning his chest, collecting a major globule before putting his hand over his face and letting the majority of the goo dangle from a long thread allowing the blob to sit on his lips for a second before his tongue appeared, took the clump into his mouth and proceeded to eagerly slurp in the entire thick white string of his own spew. I had found this kind of thing thrilling seeing it in porn movies as the whores ate their lovers loads but watching my studly roommate google cum live before was eyes was a bit much to take. He scooped up another back on his fingers and actually offered them to me. No fucking way. I shook my head. *quot;You sure buddy? Its tasty and slippery and warm. Salty, sweet, a little musty but so unique. If you try it you may like it.*quot; After my second refusal he relented and after he licked all of his slime coated fingers clean he suggested that I finish jerking myself off while he watched. He wanted me to bust a nut and feel as good as he did. I hated to take my hand off his still hard cock just to get a grip on my punny prick. I think it only took me about a dozen strokes to complete the task. I was so fucking high with sexual excitement. So even though classes had not met yet, my college education had begun. Want More? Comments welcomed and ail Please consider donating to Nifty. I know that you enjoy it as much as fty/donate.html