Carl Wants It

I took a sip of the ‘orange juice’. Yeah, there was vodka in it. But it was orange juice in case anyone asked. I was in the basement of the men’s dorm at the local university. Above me were ten stories of dorm rooms, and I lived in one of them. Around me on that Friday night were undergraduate guys and girls. Some of them were looking for future spouses; some were looking for a boyfriend or girlfriend, and some were looking to get laid. I was in that group. I knew that plenty of freshman guys were hoping to find someone to break them into the world of homosexual sex. I wanted to be that someone. I hadn’t had time to jerk off in three days, and it was over a week since I had fucked anyone.

I spotted three possibilities; all of them stayed along the outer wall while others danced and talked, and the loud music droned on. The one on the right was looking down while the other two would occasionally talk to one another. The third looked up and scanned the room. He saw me looking at me. I raised an eyebrow; he smiled. The lighting was on the dim side, but I think I saw him blush. I took a breath and moved toward him.

He was on the thin side, and his blond hair was of medium length. He was cute if a little scraggly. I couldn’t see his eye color from here.

I stood in front of him. I was about four inches taller than he was. He looked up at me. His eyes were brown.

“Hi.”

He smiled again. “Hi.”

“I’m Drew,” I told him.

“I’m Carl.”

I leaned next to his ear. “You’re cute, Carl.” He turned tomato red. I took another sip of my drink. “Where’s your drink, Carl?”

He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth. “What if I have a sip of yours?”

Oh, yes, I had him. I tipped my glass toward him. He put his hand on mine and took a drink.

“Whoa! That’s potent.”

I put my lips to his ear. “Let’s go fuck.”

He blushed again, but I could see in his eyes he wanted it

I motioned my head toward the exit. “Follow me.”

I walked out into the hall. Carl followed. I stopped a little way down the hall and turned. He reached for my drink. I gave him the cup.

Carl took a gulp. “What now?”

“You take me to your room.”

“Yeah?” He was grinning now.

As soon as we got into his room, I pulled him to me and kissed him. I’d taken him by surprise; he didn’t expect me to move quite so fast. But after a moment of not reacting, he grabbed my head with both of his hands and pulled himself more tightly to me. I reached down and squeezed his ass. Nice and firm. My hand moved up to his waist; he was as thin as I originally thought. If he was careful, he would grow into a nicely fit young man. I slipped my hand under his shirt and lifted it off. He offered no resistance, but tried to apologize for his lack of musculature.

“I don’t get to workout,” he told me. “I wish I had muscles like you.”

“I like you the way you are, Carl. Looking at you makes my dick hard.”

His anxiety over his thinness dissipated. I kissed his chest. Then I kissed down to his belly button as I got on my knees. I wanted him to know that I wanted him before I took him. I unbuckled his belt as I kissed his lower abs. He moaned several times. I noticed that his body would quiver from time to time.

“Can I take off your shirt, Drew?”

I moved back to give him room. He leaned forward and began to unbutton me. I pulled my shirttail from my pants and started to unbutton from the bottom. He slid my shirt to my shoulders and exposed my chest and abs. He ran his hands over my chest hair. I was only moderately hairy with straight dark hair across my entire chest. My abs were completely smooth.

Carl seemed to really enjoy running his fingers over my chest. Short sounds like ‘mmm’ kept coming from him. I unbuttoned his pants then I reached up and pulled his lips to mind. He grabbed my head again, and I pulled his pants down. He was wearing white briefs. I put my hands on his ass cheeks and moved him to me so I could wrap my lips over his cloth-covered penis. It was already hard, but it twitched as I massaged it with my mouth.

Backing away from me slightly, Carl kicked off his shoes. “Help me get these off. I want you so bad.”

I pushed him to the edge of a bed. “Is this one yours?”

He nodded, and I pushed so that he had to sit down on the edge. I lifted his feet and removed his pants. I moved between his legs and kissed him again. I fought the urge to pull his briefs off. I wanted him to think that he was in charge. I did rub his dick with my left hand as I worked on my pants with my right. I continued to kiss him, pulling his tongue into my mouth and then pushing my tongue into his.

Before standing to remove my pants, I pulled the condoms I’d brought with me from my pocket and put them near the pillow. I stood, and Carl grabbed my pants and pulled them down. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my pants. I stood before him in my low-rise underwear. The thin cloth allowed my hard cock to push out toward him.

Carl’s fingers stretched out and brushed against my encased dick. “It’s huge. It’s going to hurt, but I want it.” He pulled the light blue briefs down, and my cock popped up and pointed straight at him. It wasn’t huge. It was about six and a half inches long and not quite five inches around. From experience, it would slide easily inside him. Carl covered the head of my dick with his mouth. His tongue played with my piss slit. He was a natural or was practiced; at any rate, he was good. I needed to be careful. I wanted to come while I was inside him.

I pulled him back up to kiss him. I reached into his underwear and fondled his balls. I could tell that they were practically hairless. I wanted to get my mouth on them. I moved my hand around to the back and brought my other hand next to it. I squeezed both his ass cheeks and brought him closer to me.

That seemed to be the signal. He pulled his underwear off and turned around to pull the covers from the bed. As he bent over, his little man pussy was in full view. I quickly spat into my hand and rubbed my thumb over the sphincter. It pulsed, and he moaned. My cock throbbed. He turned around to face me, and I pushed him back onto the bed. I rubbed our crotches together as I continued to French kiss him. Making sure I had plenty of spit in my right hand, I went to work on his manpussy. This time, I pushed a knuckle into his little slit. His chest pulled up from the bed.

“Easy, baby,” I whispered.

Carl reached down and grabbed my dick. He moved the head down to his hole. “Put it in me.”

“In a moment.”

“No, now. I want it now.”

“Patience. I’m not wearing my raincoat.”

Carl looked over to where I had placed the condoms. He moved his hand up to snatch it up. He moved my cock up, pushed my stomach back, tore the package open, and began to unroll the sheath over my shaft. In another fluid motion, he lifted his pelvis up and pushed my cock head against his pussy.

“Push it in. Give it to me, Drew, I want it.”

I did as he asked. I had picked a ripe, horny one this time. His mouth opened and his eyes rolled back in his head as my hard dick inched its way into him. When I could go no further, I began to flex my kegels. My cock tried to dance inside his ass. It met some resistance, but each time I did it, Carl would breath out in rapid short breaths and his eyes would close. I liked the way it made my dick feel.

A short while later I began pistoning my dick into ass. He grabbed his cock and began to jerk it like a wildman. Each time I felt the urge to come, I would stop completely and kiss him. During one of those pauses, Carl spilled his seed onto his belly. I felt his ass tighten each of the three times. He didn’t squirt his load; it was more of a pulse as thick white cum oozed onto his abs.

When the urge to come passed for me, I started humping again. I liked watching his facial expressions as we fucked. I could tell he was into, enjoying what I was doing to him, and that made me fuck even faster. Finally, I knew I couldn’t hold back any longer. I shoved my cock into him with all my might and filled the condom.

I rolled on my side holding onto the rubber as I slid out. I pulled it off and knotted it. I looked over at Carl and saw him watching me. “That was one of the best fucks I’ve ever had.” That’s what I usually said or at least something along those lines. There was no reason to make my partner feel bad. Afterall, I might want to fuck him again sometime. This time I meant it.

Carl reached his hand up and pushed my hair from my forehead. Warning alarms went off. I knew he would want me to stay.

I smiled at him. “I should go and shower.”

“Don’t you want to stay and use the other condom?”

I laughed. “Your ass is going to be sore enough tomorrow.” I got up and began to dress.

“Will you stop by tomorrow?”

“I had a good time tonight, Carl.” I bent over and kissed him. “I’m not sure what I’m doing tomorrow.” I finished dressing. “Why don’t you keep the condom, huh. Find some desperately lonely guy and share some humanity with him.”

He was sitting up now, looking at me with puppy dog eyes. Then he looked at his feet. “Is that what you did?”

“No, you’re not desperate, Carl. Or, at least, you shouldn’t be,” I told him, and I walked out.