Cum Dump

How I became the university cum dump

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My name is Paul. This story starts when I was nearly 19. I'm 5'11", 30" waist, and quite muscular, with short, fair hair and stubble. I'm proud of my 7.5" uncut dick.  Growing up gay in the countryside was never going to be easy. While high school 'friends' would boast of their female conquests, my relief was by surfing the Internet and masturbating to handsome guys shagging. I thought my life was going to leave me a reluctant virgin. I couldn't even pretend to like girls, as I knew I wanted to have dicks inside me. I wasn't interested in being a top, so couldn't have fucked a girl if I wanted to. With little else to do, I studied hard and obtained good enough grades to get me into agricultural college.

College was 80% guys, mostly from farming families. I chose to do agricultural engineering. The idea of having my arm up a cow's fanny repulsed me. To save money, I advertised for lodgings in the nearby town. My first place was with Mr. & Mrs. Johnston, and their son, Eric, who was two years older than me. Dark hair and brown eyes, I thought he was both gorgeous and out of my league, even if he was gay (always hopeful). He was a labourer for a construction company, giving him a body to die for. This wasn't helped by the fact that he would shower after work and spend the evening in a singlet and bulging Y-fronts, giving me plenty to dream about with my nightly wank. 

One evening, over dinner, Mrs. Johnston suggested that I shared Eric's bedroom. "It will be one less room to clean, and give you two a bit of company. I told her I would keep the room spotless, and do mine and Eric's washing to help out, giving her even less to do.  Eric looked at me and smirked, I wondered if he'd sussed out my sexuality. Eric's room had a single  and double bed, with posters of scantily clad girls. Nothing happened through the week. Eric went to bed earlier than me, as he started work early. Saturday morning, Mr. & Mrs. went shopping, while Eric and I had a lie-in. He went off to use the bathroom and shower, coming back drying himself, completely naked. If I didn't know better, I'd have said he was deliberately teasing me. With half an eye open, I watched him towel himself, spending a lot of time on his genitals and ass. By the time  went for a shower, I couldn't hide my hard on. Eric laughed, and said he'd often heard me making use of it. When I came back into the room, Eric patted his bed, inviting me to join him, so I snuggled in beside him. It felt wonderful to feel someone else's skin. He put his arm around me and kissed the back of my neck. I could feel his manhood up my crack. It dawned on me that I was about to lose my virginity at last. Eric found my fat dick and began stroking, and I prayed I didn't cum too soon. "Well, big man", he whispered, "How would you like to be filled?" I answered by pushing back on him. "I've never fucked a guy, but I haven't had any in a while, so, here goes." Fortunately, I was still damp from the shower, because he knew nothing of rimming or lube. He was on my hole, I bit my lip and relaxed. He popped inside, no where near as painful as I imagined. He held my hips and began humping, stroking me at the same time. Heaven. "Fucking hell, tighter than a cunt, I won't last long." He went deeper and I took over my jerking, spilling my seed onto his sheets as my bum received the first of what was to be many cum loads. I was hooked. We slept in the same bed from then on.

Sunday, his parents went to church. This time, he made the effort to make love to me, kissing me the same way as he did with girls. He even surprised me by giving me head. We had a sixty nine, and then he mounted me missionary style and fucked me slowly, stopping to kiss and ask me if he was doing it right. The precum coming out of me answered the question. We were now moving in perfect harmony, me thrusting up to meet him. He would stop, pull  out, spit on his cock, and carry on. After about twenty minutes, I came unaided. He was very impressed with himself, and filled me again. Love-making through the week was done in silence, but we did it every night, the thoughts of virginity long gone. I knew I wanted to experience as many cocks as possible. That was to be my mission.         

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