Back in early college I was quite a party girl. Even though I started feeling and behaving like a girl early on in life, I was for the most part a closet gay crossdresser until high school. Being a short and super thin Asian boy with soft skin helped me pass off without the aid of hormones so I was relatively confident in my looks unlike most trans-girls that age. When I turned 15 I began transitioning but even before then I was always mistaken for a girl.
College was a fresh start and I totally embraced it! I could be me, the real me for the first time in my life and as such I was so ready to let myself experience men and the attraction I had for them that was always suppressed due to the fact that everyone in my small town knew I was not a cis girl. While I had dated guys in high school, we always had to keep it relatively secretive because well, it was high school in the late 2000’s and kids were jerks!
By the time I went to college, I was basically as passable as I could probably get. I had short flowing black hair in a cute bob. I was thin with curves in the right places. I was for all intensive purposes, a stereotypical Korean girl.
During move in day at my dorm, which was co-ed, I met my roommate who we will call Kyle. Kyle was this really cute kind of “dork who thinks he’s cooler than he is” kind of guy and I was actually kind of happy he was my roommate. Usually gay guys apply for co-ed dorms at my school because they are gay and feel more comfortable living with a girl. Our situation was a bit reversed as he was actually straight and I was the one who was “different”. Strangely the school didn’t tell him beforehand that I was a Trans-woman. We hit it off pretty well and while I really wanted to tell him during that first 4 hours, we would always get distracted chatting about other things. In high school, I didn’t need to tell anyone as word got around that a boy became a girl pretty fast (it was a small school) so everyone knew already.
That night, one of Kyle’s friend [Lucas] from childhood came over to our room. He was living in another block of dorms and wanted to see what co-ed was all about. (Co-ed dorming is really not the dream scenario people fantasize it to be fyi!) When I met Lucas, I fumbled with my words introducing myself to him. He was the tall chiseled black jock with tattoos in the right places to compliment his muscles, who probably had no problems getting girls in high school. I was wearing a Victoria Secret Pink-line tank top and a pair of tight boy shorts that I usually wear to sleep as pajamas. I could feel Kyle eyeing me throughout the conversation even as he was trying to hide it. Lucas was so much smoother you could tell the two were very different.
Lucas was totally flirting with me within the first 10 mins of meeting me. And being in a place of my own with two guys who were basically seeing me as a sexual object actually made my heart so excited! Lucas was making these comments that were basically backhanded compliments like “You look light as a pillow, I’d probably have a harder time lifting these two mattresses than you.” I told him to back it up [ofc he could lift me, I’m only 110 lbs] and he grabbed me under one arm and easily carried me like a beer keg. I’m only 5’4 and this guy is like 6’3. There is a feeling that is so difficult to describe as a woman when a man just totally manhandles you. The idea of submission to a strength you can’t fight against just turned me on so much.
Lucas then proceeded to sling my little body onto his shoulder. I was essentially handled like a backpack! I was kinda having fun. My tank top was riding up and got caught up on Lucas’ shoulder while he lifted me and Kyle totally got a peek of my breasts. I had used some hormones for a period of time and by then had developed small AA cup breasts which I was very proud and happy with.
When Lucas set me down, we both had this “we’re freaking in college now!” don’t give a damn vibe and he kissed me. It was a pretty rough kiss tbh. He literally slid his hands over my shorts and groped my ass like he was checking the pressure of a football while ramming his tongue right into my mouth. College guys at their core lol! But it didn’t matter to me. I was just so turned on by the situation and moment that I placed my hands on his chest and returned his kiss.
After a minute or so, Lucas picked me up again as I wrapped my arms and legs around him, our mouths still exploring each other. He dropped me onto my bed and turned to Kyle who at this point didn’t know whether he should pretend to be looking elsewhere or pull his pants down and stroke off to us. He chose the pretend to be looking elsewhere route. Lucas asked Kyle if it was okay if he and I used the room for a little bit. I definitely saw dejection in Kyle’s eyes. He said no problem and began heading for the door.
Even to this day, I don’t know why or what compelled me to say what I was about to say, but I grabbed Kyle’s arm and told him he should stay. It might have been that I wanted to be on good terms with my roommate or that I was just super horny. When you’re in college and hadn’t had sex since you were considered a kid, you make bold decisions.
Kyle and Lucas looked at each other not knowing really what to think so I took the lead and got down on my knees. They were both wearing basketball shorts so they were easy enough to pull down. Lucas was actually not wearing any underwear (which in hindsight is so him). I was so consumed with excitement, nervousness and lust that my heart was pounding faster than it ever did. Lucas was big.. I could wrap both my hands around his cock and still have room for the head (albeit I do have small hands). Kyle was quite a bit smaller, but there was something about his penis that made me blush. Maybe it was the un-circumsized smooth shape of his foreskin hiding a glimpse of the head that I thought was cute mixed with the coarse pubic hair he kept down there, but my tongue instinctively went to his cock first. My tongue was basically drooling as it went around his foreskin tip softly. All the while, my right hand was roughly stroking Lucas’ monster. His cock needed no finessing. He was a cut veiny piece of sausage that was clean shaven downstairs. I could tell he took pride in the use of his manhood.
Kyle was probably the least experienced of the three of us. Up to now, I had only run my tongue around his silk-like foreskin before I closed my lips over the head. I had barely sealed them around the shape of his penis when he let out a load of his sperm. He actually pulled back so sudden that his cock was so far away from my mouth that he squirted all over my hair and eyes. If anything at least it was a decent sized load. He was probably backed up for a long time! I think Kyle needed a breather and I was still craving to be violated in my mouth. Some of Kyle’s cum began dripping onto my tank top and without hesitation, Lucas just pulled my tank top over my head and off my body! I got to hand it to him, the guy was smooth. I told you guys I was confident in my breasts and I was not lying, but instinctively some of my old hesitant self appeared and I quickly used my hands to conceal my exposed nipples. They were plump and pink and that was always one of my weaknesses that indicated I wanted sex. My nipples always get uber sensitive when I’m horny and get erect quickly.
Lucas saw this as a sign for him to get rough with me. He forcefully yet playfully pushed me onto my back and cuffed my right and left wrists with his big hands and proceeded to get on top of me. He was literally sitting on my face with his big balls and cock right above my mouth. The smell of his manhood was so strong. It wasn’t a nasty smell, don’t get me wrong. It was just a distinct smell. Without giving me time to recuperate from the sudden change, I felt him pierce through my lips and into my mouth. In and out. In and out. He was fucking my mouth with no remorse. At first I was bewildered, but after a few thrusts, my tongue began to interact with the foreign object in my mouth.
I could sense he was about to cum soon as his cock began to shiver when it would hit my throat during a thrust. I wanted to drink his cum. I REALLY wanted to drink his cum. Its this weird feeling you develop when you suck a cock. They all carry something special and different inside and you really want to know how it tastes. The texture, the flavor, the thickness. I wanted it so bad. Kyle’s cum was really salty and I kept wondering what Lucas would taste like while anticipating his ejaculation.
Alas, he too pulled out right when he came. He sprayed his cum all over my topless body. It came and it continued to come for at least 10 seconds. Maybe I was just so seduced with ecstasy of a cock that time felt like it slowed down and he was cumming all over my breasts and my neck and chin for such a long time.
Kyle, now recuperated was also furiously stroking his now re-erected cock watching Lucas cum on me. Less than a minute after Lucas marked me, Kyle blew another load onto my face. He really likes to spray his sperm onto my face -_-;
I laid on the floor covered with cum from two guys I literally just met 6 hours ago.
The night didn’t progress any further from there, but I can say that it wasn’t the last time the three of us interacted. In fact, they still didn’t know I was a trans-girl at this point, but that was a whole other story. I still hang out with Kyle and Lucas to this day on occasion. They both have really sweet girlfriends and they don’t like to talk much about our college days lol. I still have a picture of me at my dorm room taken literally and hour prior to this happening. When I look at that picture, I just go straight back to that feeling I had when I had two guys craving over me for the first time.
Sorry for this super long story! I don’t even think anyone will read or enjoy hearing about my stupid sexual situations haha. >_<
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4jayg6/first_night_at_college_ended_with_two_cocksm_in
For future reference, the phrase you want is “all intents and purposes” rather than “all intensive purposes.”
Also, hot!
Best story I’ve read on this sub. Folks like us need more stories from the perspective of other trans and non-binary folks. I’ve never identified more with erotic lit.