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When I was a freshman years ago, I met Him. We’d met in his residence hall (arts floor) through our mutual friend. He had an strong Type-A personality back then, so I could only tolerate him in small amounts. For whatever reason, we were able to find a common ground. Later that year, our bonds were forged.
That’s because I sexted him by accident. I was webcamming over AIM with my girlfriend at the time, when my message “you’re so fucking hot/take your pants off and turn around for me” was directed to his address instead of hers. He replied to me “you need to warm me up a little more, sexy” minutes later, after I realized what I had done. I apologized profusely in response, and he just laughed it off. From that point on, there was an understood trust between us.
Still, I couldn’t decide what I was more bothered about: the mistake that I made, or the fact that his reply turned my cock rock hard.
Over the course of a year or more, we’d gotten to know each other pretty well. I learned about his family, his hobbies, and eventually, his sexuality. It was a leap of faith for him, since he hadn’t told anyone on campus. I was flattered, but I was also excited. It was clear from his looks at me that he was interested. At that time I was still in denial of my bisexuality, so his admission stirred something deep in me. I started jerking off to the thought of him when I showered. He transferred out of state a few months later, before anything else was said.
In the summer about another year later, we were gchatting when I finally had the nerve to make a pass at him. I told him I wanted to see him naked. Not a minute later, I get an email with “nsfw.zip” attached. He was standing in the shower with water dripping off his erect cock. I wanted nothing more at that moment than to kneel in front of him with his firm dick in my mouth. When I got home that night, my boxer briefs were moist from the damp spot my precum had made.
I immediately stripped, set my camera up on a tripod, and posed on my bed, stiff cock in hand. He sent me another message once he received my photo. “You should fly up here so we can play.” My heart raced. I asked, when? He said whenever. I looked at my calendar, and then my bank account. There was a flight in three weeks I could afford. I purchased it, quickly, and forwarded him my itinerary. “See you then.” My body was so tense I had no choice but to close my laptop and jerk off right onto my chest.
Three weeks later…
I arrived in his city, waiting for a lift at the airport. He picked me up in his dad’s BMW. As cliche as it sounds, I found it very sexy. We chitchatted on the way to his parents’ house, awkwardly. The air was electric and I found it difficult to breathe. His parents’ house was particularly nice. It had plenty of bedrooms, a home theatre, and a tiled jacuzzi right outside. Everyone in his family was out of town for the week. Just us.
After a quick dinner out and unpacking in my room, it was already nightfall. He asked me if I’d like to take a dip in the jacuzzi. I told him I forgot to pack a bathing suit (on purpose). He said I could borrow a pair from him. I told him we could just go in naked, in a shaky voice. He said “fair enough,” and we went upstairs to get ready. I stripped down in my room and put on a towel, though I had to calm myself down for a few minutes on account of the tent I was pitching.
When I got downstairs, he had just finished setting up the jacuzzi. The only source of light was the kitchen window, so it was fairly dark and well-secluded. He was wrapped in a towel too, and handed me a beer as I approached. I took a couple of big gulps right away. We both put our beers down and walked around to the steps. He went first, removing his towel and sliding into the jacuzzi water smoothly. I followed him next, taking just a bit longer to see if I could get him to look. It was too dark for me to know.
The water felt amazing. I’m not usually a fan of jacuzzis; they’re too hot, and told him just as much. He must have been paying attention, because it was the perfect temperature. I could feel my muscles relaxing under the weight of the water, and I could feel my dick floating freely. The beer made me feel even more willing. We are both fairly short people, so the water came up just past our nipples. In between sips of beer we bobbed up and down, shooting the shit and laughing. Most of the time we kept our distance, but sometimes we would drift toward one another. We’d get close, but one of us would float back a bit, and the chase would repeat.
Our beers were empty and we were still treading back and forth. We’d run out of things to talk about, and it became increasingly obvious what was about to happen. I was so loose and relaxed from everything that my heartbeat startled me, once I realized he was stepping out of the jacuzzi to sit on the edge and dip his feet in. I must have looked ridiculous staring at him. He was dripping as he came to the edge of the jacuzzi. I stole a glance, but immediately turned away and made my way up the steps as well.
In a moment, we were both completely naked, in the open air, on the edge. There was a foot of space between us, and he took the lead. He pointed up at the sky, calling out various constellations. I think he was pointing out gemini, which I didn’t recognize. He scooted next to me, so that our legs were touching, and pointed up.
I leaned over, my face hovering near his, feeling his heat, and followed his finger up. Breathlessly, I asked, “So what do you want to do?”
He lowered his arm, turned my head, pulled me in with his hands and put his wet, soft lips against mine. It was my first kiss with a guy, and it was electrifying. I felt myself become instantly rock hard as I came to my senses and kissed right back. Our hands searched one another’s body as I could now feel my tongue swirling with his.
It did not take long for me to find his stiff cock, touching it lightly before wrapping my fingers around it. He took the hint and found my cock as well. It was heavenly, exploring his body and tasting his mouth.
In a flash, I was compelled, driven, to break our kiss. Without a moment to spare I jumped down into the water, swam up between his legs, and took his wet, hard cock into my mouth. I was surprised by how large he felt in my mouth, considering he was average sized. He felt warm and smooth as I slowly drew my lips from as far as I could take him in. His head was so slippery, and it was fun to flick my tongue against it. Just as I was getting into it he guided my head off his dick, and told me that we should go inside. I grabbed my towel, not bothering to wrap it around me, and followed him dripping through the house to the bathroom.
His parents’ bedroom had a nice marble shower with plenty of room for two. We hopped in, and he turned on the water for us. I quickly rinsed off while the reality of the situation was coming into focus. He was starting to get a bit nervous, too. We turned the water off, stepped out, and dried in silence. My question was simple: “my room?” “Yep.” I continued to dry my hair, now comfortable with our nudity, as he followed me into my room. There was no need to close the door.
I tossed my towel on the floor and sat in a leather chair next to the bed. He had his arms crossed, looking at me. Confidently this time, I grinned and asked “so what do you want to do?” He grinned back at me and I could see his dick visibly engorge with blood and get hard, no hands required. This got me excited too as I stood up and approached him, locking lips and letting my hand drift down to his cock. Pretty soon we were gently jacking each other off while we made out, until he told me to sit back down. I sat down, pressing my legs together, making him say the words. “Spread your legs,” and I quickly complied.
He dropped down to his knees in front of me, pulled my cock toward him, and gently licked my cock from base to tip. And then he put my cock in his mouth. I could feel him moan with delight as he wet my dick with his tongue, slowly sucking back to the head before going down further. I put my hands on his head, feeling his short boyish haircut prickle my fingers. This same boy was eagerly sucking my cock. After a few minutes I wanted him in my mouth again, so we switched spots. This time I got to spend more time worshiping his cock, lubing it up with spit and jacking it off when my mouth got tired. He gave me instructions this time, so that I could suck him better, and I was pleased with the results.
We switched one more time so he could try his hand (and mouth) at it again. I gave him some pointers as well, and I was taken my surprise when he managed to deepthroat me for just a second. It was clear to me that if I let him continue to suck my dick, he get me to cum right there in the chair. I didn’t want that yet. I wanted him to cum instead. This time, I asked him to lay on the bed. He jumped up off the floor and laid on the bed, legs spread eagle. I crawled toward him from the end of the bed and took ahold of his stiff cock with my hand and lowered my mouth onto him. I licked the tip of his head and could taste a salty-sweetness. I loved his precum.
He looked down at me, pleasure painted on his face, as he put his hands on my head to guide my rhythm. He wanted it fast, and I was happy to provide. As I bobbed up and down on his cock, feeling his hardness slide back forth against my tongue, I started to feel a little dizzy, but he was loving every second. I jerked his cock vigorously with my hand, letting my spit drip down to lubricate further. I could feel his hips begin to shift, and his legs stiffen slightly. As tired as I was getting, I knew he was getting close, so I kept sucking, kept jerking, as strongly as I could. He moaned as I could feel his whole groin shiver. His cock turned to stone, and for a brief moment, I enjoyed the feeling of my lips slide up the length of his immeasurably hard shaft. His cock quivered as he exploded with cum in my mouth. He must have jerked off earlier that day, because he only had two ropes for me to swallow. It was much saltier than his precum, but I enjoyed it. I swallowed his cum with his cock still in my mouth.
I pulled him out and licked the tip to get any remaining drops of cum. Before I could say anything he was sitting up, telling me to lay down now. I was relieved he was still interested in blowing, after just cumming. But, I didn’t have much time to think before he had his mouth on my cock again, paying extra attention to the head. Sucking his cock had been so arousing for me that I stayed hard the entire time. From the way he squeezed my dick and licked the head, I could tell he was milking me for precum. He pulled me out briefly and gently sucked one of my balls into his mouth, rolling it around with his tongue. I’d never felt that before–it was so intense. I felt my balls retract further against my shaft as he once again took my cock into his mouth.
He followed the same technique that I had used on him, jerking me off while bobbing up and down on my cock shaft. I tried to hold out for a while, I really did. The image of him desperately blowing me will always be burned in my memory. But it was all too exciting, and I started to feel myself tense up. I arched my back and shift my hips in as he sucked harder on me. I forced my head down to look at him, because I did not want to miss this moment. I breather heavier, harder, as the orgasm slowly built up in my prostate.
Panting, I told him I was going to cum. My cock stiffened and swelled as I held it in as long as I could, until he forced a moan out of me and I exploded. I whimpered as I shot rope after rope of cum into his mouth. I could see him struggle to keep it all in while he slowed down and jerked me off the rest of the way into his mouth. I hadn’t jerked off that day.
Once I was no longer cross-eyed, I focused on him again, pulling my dick out of his mouth and kissing it. I smiled and let my head fall onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling, looking at stars once more. He had drained everything from me, and all I could do was hold my head and breathe. He smiled down at me, and I smiled back. “I think I’m gonna go to bed.” “Okay, goodnight,” I responded. I wish hadn’t been less awkward, but in that moment I could not focus. He left me in the room sprawled naked on the bed, staring up while I felt oxytocin flood my body. I turned off the light before I passed out.
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