My First Year in University

Two weeks left of classes before the final exams of my first year, I found myself hanging out with half the football team at Stefan’s house. I had come a long way during this first year of university, growing almost 6 inches, putting on about 25 pounds of muscle, and coming out of my shell so to speak. I was more confident, more secure, and more sexual than ever. 

I was Stefan’s number one fuck buddy. I had Sean whenever I needed more. And I had the professor still flirting with me as the idea of working for him next year kept my juices flowing. And in a month, when exams were done and I was forced to go home, I had Frank, my boss, waiting for me too. And the hope that Uncle Kirk would visit made me actually want to go home. I realized I was getting my fill of cock, and loving every minute of it. 

We had landed at Stefan and Brett’s place after a night out drinking, which was also Tony’s I discovered later. Tony was the dark curly haired average looking guy that I had met previously, who always seemed to follow Stefan around. There were a bunch of us still left wanting more fun that night, so Stefan invited us over, thinking everyone would say no and he would have me to himself. Instead, Grace and her boyfriend and Sandra and Mac and a few other guys and their girlfriends ended up coming as well. Brett had gone home a while ago, saying he was tired and uninterested in any prospects. So when we arrived, there was a brief attempt to be quiet knowing Brett was in his room already. But the noise level increased as we drank more. 

Mac was back sitting beside me in the living room on the couch as Stefan played host, finding beer and coolers for everyone. Grace sat on her boyfriend’s lap in one chair, as other couples did the same in other chairs. Tony sat on the other side of Mac talking to Sandra who was sitting on the floor by his feet, as others squatted on the floor too. Mac’s leg was pushing against mine, pretending to ignore me but purposefully spreading his legs wider and shoving into me. He was horny and looking for another blowjob I figured. But Stefan’s place was one floor. There was no attic to sneak off to. Besides, I had Stefan. 

After a rather loud cheer over Tony spilling something accidentally, I looked up to see Brett coming down the hallway in just a pair of boxers. I felt a small intake of breath as I took in the shape of him, all lean and muscular, his well-defined body on display showing off a rocking set of abs, thick legs and big biceps, and a messy bedhead on him as he emerged.  

“Guys!” He yelled. “Seriously. Shut the fuck up.” He sort of slammed a hand on the doorframe of the hallway and gave us a pathetic sort of wave and turned to go back to his room at the far end of the hallway. I watched his ass and the back of his legs disappear before I came out of my trance, and turned sideways to see Mac looking at me with a grin as the room fell silent. 

“Okay let’s keep it down for Sleeping Beauty.” Stefan said, pouting his lips as he handed Tony another drink to make up for the one he spilled.  

“He’s hot right?” Mac whispered in my ear, jamming his leg into mine.  

I turned to Mac, seeing that look on his face and I nodded, feeling a little tipsy. “Wow.” Was all I could say. 

Mac leaned over to my left ear and whispered clearly. “You wanna suck my dick again?” 

I gave a sort of humph and went to get up, but he pulled me back down and leaned into me again. “Meet me out back. Seriously. I’ll feed you a quick load. I know you want it seeing the way you looked at Mr. QB there.” 

I gave him a look, wanting to tell him I couldn’t because I was waiting to have his big bearded buddy nail me later, but no one knew about us. No one knew about Stefan. Heck, no one knew about Mac either.  

“By the way,” I asked loudly, “what is Mac short for?” 

Mac sat back and I saw Tony turn our way. “It’s short for MacDonald cause he hates his first name. Dwayne!” 

Mac punched Tony in the arm, making him laugh hysterically and move off the couch, but Mac didn’t move over. He just stayed beside me, pinning me with his big leg to the side of the couch. I put a hand on Mac’s leg, laughing along with Tony and pushed myself up. 

“Five minutes.” He said behind me as I moved into the kitchen to grab some water. Sandra wiggled her fingers at me as I walked by, letting Tony now sit on the other side of her on the floor away from Mac. Stefan wasn’t around in the kitchen, as most of the group had gathered in the living room. I grabbed a glass from the cupboard and turned the tap on to fill it when Mac appeared on the other side of me, facing into the living room so he could see the others. 

“Seriously. You want it?” He asked, putting his hand on his bulge as he leaned against the counter. 

I turned to look at the group of people ignoring us and looked back at Mac. He was a hot looking guy, and I remembered the way he tasted from a few weeks ago. He had a great cock, and it was tempting. 

“I don’t want to get caught.” I mumbled to him, but he was already moving to the side door and giving me the nod, showing me his bulge in his jeans. Without a word, he stepped outside, leaving me to contemplate my next move. 

I looked back in the living room and noticed no one was even looking into the kitchen. They were all still laughing and drinking, and Stefan was no where to be seen. I pushed myself away from the counter and moved to the door fast and stepped out into the March night air. It was well after 2am, and there weren’t many sounds outside. I stepped down the few steps at the side of the house and headed to the back. As I rounded the corner, Mac’s big figure grabbed me and frog marched me along the back of the house to the farther side and pushed me against the wall with his body. I could feel his cock already out of his pants pressing against me, his hands holding my shoulders, pinning me to the brick wall, his face looking down at me. 

“I bet you’ve got a nice tight ass.” He said menacingly. “Bet you’d let me fuck you harder than any woman.” 

I felt my heart racing, suddenly thinking this wasn’t such a good idea. “I thought you’ve never fucked an ass before.” 

Mac grinned, his white teeth showing in the darkness. “First time for everything. But really, this is what I need.” He pushed down on my shoulders, forcing me to my knees and to come face to face with his thick dick. I could smell him, the musky scent of a man who hasn’t washed all day. I breathed in and felt intoxicated by it, and opened my mouth to swallow him down again. He leaned over on me, holding my head in his hands and face fucked me for a bit, before he pulled out and moved against the wall. He held out his dick, waving it at me as he leaned on the brick wall.  

“Come and get it little dude.”  

I put my hands on his thighs and bent over to suck him down, giving him a wild experience of my talents with my tongue. Mac wasn’t quiet, and I kept thinking he was going to get us caught. I grabbed the base of his shaft and started to suck like mad to make him cum fast in order to shut him up. But he was a bit drunk, and this only increased his grunts and groans. I pushed him back against the wall, grabbing his beefy bare ass to hang on to as I kept at it, sucking him to completion. He grabbed my ears with both hands as he started to cum, and exploded loudly into my throat, holding me on it to make sure I didn’t spill a drop as he stared down at me, unleashing into my gut. 

“Fuck Brian!” He said a little too loudly, finally releasing me from his cock. I stumbled backwards a bit, and wiped my mouth to make sure I didn’t have any cum on me. It was then that I noticed the window above him. It was dark, but I panicked anyway and headed to the side door of the house leaving Mac to pull up his pants on his own. 

I crept inside, relieved to see no one was in the kitchen and resumed my position back at the sink where my water was still waiting for me. I took a drink, to clear my throat from the salty liquid that was now filling up my stomach and looked into the living room. I could hear Stefan now, but couldn’t see him. I jumped a bit when the door opened and Mac walked in, giving me a little wink and then went into the living room as if nothing happened.  

I rejoined the others, seeing Stefan sitting in my spot on the far side of the couch facing the hallway beside the kitchen which lead to the bedrooms. And as I followed his sightline, I saw Brett coming down from the last bedroom in just his boxers once again. 

Brett stopped at the end of the hallway and the entrance to the living room and put his hands on his hips, accentuating that v-line from his hips towards his dick. I licked my lips as I stared at his bare body, imagining the package underneath those white and blue checkered boxers he was wearing.  

“Okay guys. Time to go home before we get noise complaints. Seriously. It’s like 2am.” He eyed me for a moment and I felt myself freeze up both inside and out before he turned and went back down the hallway, his back muscles shifting with each step of his thick legs. I watched him go the entire length before he go to the last door on the left. He stopped and looked back down the hallway and at me it seemed, before he stepped into his room.  

Stefan stood up and patted Tony on the shoulder. “Alright everyone. Princess wants us to wrap up.” Stefan started to clean up and I heard Sandra asking me if I was heading back to residence. Stefan was the one that told her I was crashing here tonight. I was still staring down the hallway, wondering now if it was Brett’s window that Mac was standing under as I sucked him off. I drifted to the hallway and went towards the bathroom, which I knew was at the end of the hallway on the other side of Brett’s door. As I got closer to the bathroom door, I saw that Brett’s door was still open and he was sitting on his bed, facing the door, looking at me now as I hovered around the bathroom door.  

He put his hands behind his head and flexed his biceps, holding his stare. I didn’t move. Just stood there, staring at him. He had his feet crossed at the ankles on the bed, the soles of his feet facing me. They were big, smooth, soft looking. He was one hot looking quarterback. 

Then he got up and moved to his door as if he was going to close it, but instead he peeked his head out and looked down the hallway. 

I panicked, as he turned his head to me questioningly. “I was just going to the bathroom.” I said, pointing behind me. 

Brett didn’t move at first, but then took a couple steps towards me and pushed me into the bathroom with him and closed and locked the door behind him. He stood in front of me, taller than me, his hard body bare in front of me. Then he took my hand and placed it on his crotch. 

“I heard you out there. Heard your name. Sucking someone off. I looked and saw you.” He hesitated, holding my hand on his dick. I could feel it growing. “Want more?” 

What was with these football players? I thought as he pulled his cock out through the slit in his boxers. That made him look even sexier as his fat cut cock came into view. He had a little dark hair surrounding the base that was trimmed, leaving the rest of his member smooth and shiny looking. He had a great dick, fat from base to tip with a noticeable mushroom cap on the top. I grabbed it, making his abs tighten and contract. But unlike Mac, he didn’t force me down on my knees. He just stood there in front of me, looking at me. 

So without thinking, I leaned in and kissed him.  

The way he kissed back was surprising, like he had been holding it in forever and was finally getting the chance to let it out. He took my head in his hands and held me lightly, breathing in deeply as we sucked face. His tongue was softy and wet, gingerly playing with mine as our mouths opened wider. His cock grew in my hand and it was me that broke away and bent over to taste him. 

He moaned softly as I swallowed my second cock of the night, savoring the taste of his clean rod. I stretched out the base, holding it at his balls and started to suck him like a pro. Brett banged his head against the door behind him as he let out a low groan and hissed in air.  

“Holy fuck!” He breathed out as my hands searched over his granite like legs. My God this was one beauty of a young man. I looked up at his handsome face, my mouth full with his thick shaft, and saw him give me a half smile as his hand caressed my cheek. He moved his hips back and forth gently, watching himself fuck my face until he pulled me up and kissed me again, backing me up against the counter. 

His hands were all over me, those strong wide hands, feeling my chest, my ass, fumbling with my button of my jeans and sliding his hand into my underwear to feel my hard dick. 

“Jesus you’ve got a big cock.” He moaned in my mouth. He stepped back and pulled my underwear out and over my dick, watching it bounce free and let out another “holy fuck!” as he grabbed it in his big hand. 

And to my surprise, he knelt down in front of me and took me into his wet warm mouth. 

I gripped the bathroom counter and inhaled deeply as I stared at the ceiling. The quarterback of my university football team was now sucking my cock. I was the one that should be saying holy fuck. 

“Holy fuck!” I said a little too loudly as he continued. He started to jerk his cock and then stood up and shoved his boxers down, stepping out of them to stand completely naked in front of me. I slapped his body with my hands and felt his muscles. His body was so tight and lean, so packed with hard muscles that it was unreal to me. I let my hands trace over him, rippling over each divot and crevice on him until he was pulling at my clothes to see my body. 

“You’re jacked!” He said as I pulled off my shirt. 

“Thanks but have you looked in the mirror?” I said stepping aside and pointing into his reflection in the mirror. He was thicker than me, taller than me and was carrying more muscle than me. Mind you I wasn’t a total slouch. Just standing next to him, it was clear who the athlete truly was. 

Brett stepped up behind me and ran his hands down my shoulders. My pants were at my ankles and I could feel his cock between my ass, sticking straight up, and rubbing in between. I could see his eyes looking down my back, and then his hands were at my ass, massaging me as he pretended to fuck my backside.  

“I bet you feel warm inside.” He whispered, looking at me in the mirror. He kissed my right shoulder and leaned into me, pressing his cock at my ass harder. “You ever been fucked?” 

I nodded. “Yeah. Many times.” 

He grinned. “By a football star?” 

I hesitated. Truth be told, yeah, and he’s just in the kitchen right now. But Brett wasn’t waiting for an answer. He spit down on his cock and then took it in his hand and rubbed it lower, searching for my opening. I looked at my own reflection in the mirror and didn’t move. I was going to feel Mr. QB’s dick slide into me. 

I saw him lower himself as one hand hooked around my waist. I felt the tip of his gorgeous cock find my hole. I saw him stop moving, holding his cock at my entrance. And then his mouth was on my shoulder and he pushed forward gently.  

I hissed a bit and raised up on my tiptoes as he forced his way in. Pinned to the cupboard, I couldn’t move. But staring at his amazing body in the reflection I didn’t want to move. I saw his big hand slide up over my shoulder as he gripped me tighter and slowly penetrated me, popping in easily and then sliding in all the way. I saw my own face grimace and then my eyes widened as the rush of him hit me. A second hand appeared on my other shoulder as he held on to me and without a word, started to steadily fuck me up against the counter. 

We were just getting into it when there was a knock on the door. 

“Brian? You in there?” Stefan’s deep voice echoed through the door. Brett and I both froze. I heard him say “Fuck” quietly as I answered loudly. 

“Yeah!”  

Brett frowned at me in the mirror as he stood behind me, his dick still implanted in me. I grabbed his hip behind me and backed up, begging him to keep fucking me as it felt so good as I heard Stefan try the door. 

“It’s locked. Open up and let me in.”  

Brett shook his head as he continued to slowly and quietly pump my ass. I was too far away from the door to reach it, so I took a step sideways to get closer. Brett grabbed me and stopped.  

“What are you doing?” He mouthed. I winked at him in the mirror. 

“Trust me.” I said and reached for the door. 

But as the door opened, Brett freaked out and backed out of me, sliding his cock out of my ass as Stefan stepped in. 

“What the…?” He said, seeing me almost naked with his roommate and quarterback hovering in the corner waiting. Stefan’s face turned from a frown to a look of immediate surprise. “No fuckin’ way!” He shouted, and then closed the door behind him and locked it.

Stefan bypassed me and walked swiftly to Brett, grabbing his naked body and pulling him into his bearded face for a kiss. Brett responded enthusiastically, his hands moving straight to Stefan’s beefy ass as they banged bodies against the shower door and the wall behind them. I watched for a moment, taking in the passionate kiss until they pulled away and stared into each other’s eyes.  

“I had no idea.” Brett said with a big grin. 

“Me either.” Stefan said back, before he turned to me. Then he looked back at Brett. “Were you fuckin’ him?” His eyes were wide and I wasn’t sure what expression he had. It didn’t look like anger. 

Brett nodded. “Balls deep when you knocked.”  

Stefan let out a loud roar and kissed him again, grabbing Brett’s ass and lifting him a bit off the ground. Then he put him down and pulled his own shirt off and tossed it aside. Brett’s hands went right to Stefan’s big meaty pecs with a loud slap. 

“Holy fuck, I LOVE this chest!” Brett yelled, slapping them again as Stefan grabbed his ass and pulled him into him for another wild kiss. I stood there, holding my hard dick in my hands watching these two giant guys going at it. I wasn’t sure who to look at – they were both so hot.  

Then they broke free and Stefan turned to me, suddenly remembering that I was in the small bathroom with them. “C’mere you.” He said, holding out one giant arm as his other hung on to Brett’s naked shoulders. 

I moved quickly to his arm, feeling it pull me into him and he kissed me. Brett’s face was right next to his and Stefan pushed me into Brett.  

“I’ve been fuckin’ his ass too.” Stefan said quietly as he watched me and Brett making out. “He’s got a beautiful ass.”  

“Yeah he does.” Brett grinned at me, holding my face. But his eyes were on Stefan, and Stefan’s were on his. “You like to fuck ass?” 

Stefan nodded, staring at Brett and then kissed him. I was sort of pushed out of the way as they continued their kiss, until Stefan’s hands were all over my body, turning me around to get at my ass. When I was in front of him, I felt his hands undoing his pants and shoving them to the ground, his thick cock landing on my lower back, slapping me. 

“Jesus, look at that thing….” Brett moaned, pushing me down and feeding me his cock as his hands slid down my back to grab Stefan’s monster dick. I took in Brett’s dick, tasting myself on him and savouring the sweetness that it seemed to bring to his dick. I had my hands on his thighs when I felt hands at my hole, spreading me open, and spit being applied.  

“He’s already loose.” Stefan said as those thick fingers of his played with me.  

“Shove that big dick in there. Let me see you fuck him.” Brett whispered. I could hear them kissing above me as Brett held me on his meat, making me suck him deep as Stefan’s mushroom head found my opening. 

And then there was another cock inside me, sliding in quickly with a new force. I was pushed into Brett, who was holding me on him, feeding me the entire length when I gagged. They both growled above me, Stefan’s hands on my back pushing me down, Brett’s hands on my head holding me still. Stefan started pumping furiously, talking to Brett the whole time about good it felt. 

“You wanna fuck me next?” Brett suddenly said, and Stefan stopped. 

“Fuck YES!” He said and pulled out of me. 

Brett also withdrew his cock from my mouth and watched Stefan walk around us. 

“Slide back into Brian first…” He said, moving behind Brett and pushing him towards me. I turned around, putting my hands back on the counter and looked up into the mirror to see Brett’s smooth muscled body behind me, and then Stefan’s taller thicker hairier one behind him. Stefan had his hands on Brett’s hips, his body super close to his as he sort of guided Brett into me. Brett’s head was turned sideways, trying to look at and kiss Stefan as he did. I watched them both, as I felt Brett’s meat penetrate back inside me. And then I watched his face as Stefan worked his way behind Brett, into that even more beautiful ass. 

Brett’s face grimaced a bit. His hands gripped me tight as he held his cock still inside me, afraid to move as Stefan began his entry into his fine ass. I saw him grit his teeth, showing me his perfectly white set as he scrunched his eyes closed.  

“Fuck!” He moaned. “Slowly!” Brett begged as he leaned into me more, pushing me into the bathroom cabinet.  

I could FEEL Brett’s cock thicken and push in deeper as Stefan slid into him. Brett’s grunts grew louder and he turned back to Stefan. 

“Do you know how much I’ve thought of this?” Brett moaned into Stefan’s cheek. Stefan grabbed his neck and pulled it more to kiss him. I watched their tongues come out and dance, probing, licking, disappearing into their mouths. Until Stefan pulled back and held Brett’s face in his big paw. 

“I’ve wanted to fuck this ass for years.” Stefan grunted and popped his way deep into Brett’s insides. Brett let out a loud gasp and grabbed my hips, moving slightly and making me leak. I had two big brutes behind me, and was loving the view. 

Stefan started to pump tenderly, making Brett pump into me involuntarily. “Holy fuck! This feels amazing!” Brett moaned as he looked at our reflection in the mirror. I was bent over the counter, Brett standing somewhat upright, while Stefan’s thick frame worked behind us both. The look on his face was pure pleasure, but Stefan’s eyes were watching Brett. 

“Fuck I’ve wanted to do this…” He grunted. I watched Stefan’s hands appear on Brett’s shoulders as Brett’s head started to bob. I was getting pummeled just from Stefan’s motions into him. I leaned over the counter as much as I could and grabbed my cock, jerking it to the images I was watching in the mirror. It was like I was caught in the middle of a sex show, with two guys going at it intensely almost forgetting I was there. 

“Shit!” Brett suddenly yelled and dug his fingers into my sides. “Shit! Holy fuck! Holy shit!” I watched his entire body tighten, every muscle and vein contract as Brett’s head lolled backwards. Stefan’s big hand grabbed his neck and kissed his shoulder as Brett gritted his teeth again and then started to buck wildly. “Fuck!” He said and shook uncontrollably, unleashing a wave of cum into me as Stefan fucked it out of him. 

And then Brett was leaning over me, bent over me, covering me with his own body, giving me a view of Stefan’s powerfully muscled physique ramming into him. Stefan kept his hands on Brett’s shoulders and announced that he was cumming. 

“I’m gonna fill you up finally buddy!” He roared and then lifted his chin upwards. I watched his face relax and his pecs puff up as he started to growl. I felt my own cum rising as I watched this scene, my hot man ready to explode. I wanted to cum with him, even though I had someone else’s cock still embedded in me.  

“Fuckin’ shoot big guy!” I yelled, pressing back against the moaning Brett still collapsed over me, grunting in my ear and wrapping his arms around my body while his forehead pushed into my back. 

Stefan’s growls grew as he unloaded into his buddy’s ass, filling that QB’s amazing ass with his cum with such force, Brett slipped out of me as I unleashed my own torrent of cum onto the cupboard in front of me. We turned into a writhing mess of grunts and groans as we pumped until completion.  

And like a rag doll, Stefan pulled Brett off me and spun him around, kissing him like mad. I could see their still hard cocks glistening with cum smushing together against their hard bodies as they made out. 

It was like I wasn’t even in the room with them anymore.