Junior year started out in a new apartment, new friends, new experiences... I was straight at the start of the year, and slowly I became VERY bisexual to completely gay by my senior year. First it started with my batshit crazy girlfriend...
Crazy girls are the best lay, and my girlfriend at the start of the year was insane. She was very curvy, huge DD tits, blonde and always horny. Even when we broke up I couldn't quit fucking her, which kept getting me into trouble. My roommates would complain about the noise, and how loud I would be when she gave me a blowjob (sucked my cock dry every time). She kept me on an insatiable sex drive which would lead me to my other explorations...
Two bedroom apartment. My friend and I moved in with two guys we didn't know. My friend roomed with this huge football jock while I roomed with yet another rugby jock. They were big guys, muscular and always fucking. My roommate had trouble cumming, so many a night we would stay up listening to girls being pounded away at.
I always caught sight of those two jocks naked. Sometimes when I would arrive back home they would be walking in or out of the shower and I would catch a glimpse of their toned smooth bodys. Always the other didn't expect anyone to be home and would be startled when walked in on. Lets say I got used to seeing cock.
So my first time with a guy... This happened a day after I had a huge fight with my ex, arguing in the laundary room of all places. There was only ONE openly gay guy on my campus (catholic school), and everybody knew him. He was an average built white guy, blonde, unremarkable. Very annoying. A few times he just welcomed himself in our apartment and wouldn't leave, had to kick him out few times. Always ran into him.
So one night I was doing laundry late in our basement, which was right across the hall from my apartment. Since it was late I just walked out in my boxers and tank top to do laundary. I was startled to see Tom sitting watching a video while doing his laundry (it was 3am).
"Don't worry I'll be done with the wash in a second."
So I ended up throwing my basket down and sitting next to him, something I really didn't want to do be doing but I didn't want to make things awkward. And yet they were instantaneously.
"So I heard you and your girlfriend arguing last night, everyone did"
"Yeah sorry about that, I have been trying to break up with her for a while now. She won't leave me a lone."
"And then I heard you two fucking in here last night, which is why I couldn't do my laundry."
FUCK
"Dam man I'm sorry about that. She just started blowing me and I couldn't hold back. She is crazy."
"Yeah everybody heard that too. You cum REALLY loud."
"Yeah, again, sorry about that."
Washing machine was done, Tom got up and moved his laundry into the dryer. I was next to him loading mine in. It was late and I couldn't help my semi-erect cock just thinking about my ex. I tried to hide it but he noticed.
"Wow, I see you still miss her then. Is she coming by tonight? Can I expect to lose any more sleep?"
"Yeah.... dam.... no I meean, yeah she isn't coming by tonight. And yeah I miss her but I need to stop calling her, she keeps getting me in trouble."
His eyes kept starting down at my bulge, not moving...
"So you know I am gay right?"
"Yeah, everybody does...."
His hand grabbed onto my crotch, and started rubbing...
"I can help you with this if you want... I feel like if I leave you with this boner then your just gonna end up calling her, and then I will be losing sleep AGAIN. At least I may as well have some fun."
My cock started to immediately stiffen, I could't help it.
"Look Tom I am NOT gay alright, I am not interested in getting fucked alright?"
"First off I am a BOTTOM not a top, second if I blow you that doesn't instantly permanently make you gay..."
"Whats a bottom...top?"
"Oh I forgot your straight.... So a bottom is someone who only likes to get fucked, a top is the one who FUCKS. Some people are both but I prefer to only get fucked. I am a catcher if that makes sense."
"Oh, well um..."
I couldn't help it now, my cock was ROCK hard. Precum started to ooze out of the tip of my cock making my boxers wet. My hands and back were against the washer as it ran, he didn't hesitate. Dropping to his knees he pulled down my boxers.
My cock poped out, jumping up and down excited to be out of its confines. 7 inches long, THICK, shaved smooth and a nice pair of bigs balls to boot. Girls loved my cock, and when Tom saw mine his eyes lit up. Wasting no time, his lips wrapped around my cock. For a guy he had thick lips and he knew how to use them. As good as my ex was, his head bobbled back and forth, rotating around my dick.
"MMMMHHHMMMM fuck....."
I started moaning already, I couldn't help it. There was a window immediately to our right, and the laundry room door was wide open but I didn't care. He was SOOO good. Using an extraordinary amount of saliva, downing deep and gagging on my cock. No hands just back and forth with his head gagging on my cock, saliva running down my balls and his neck.
*SLURP* *COUGH* *GAG* *SLURP*
Just him alone was noisy enough, and with my moaning on top of it I got so nervous someone was going to wake up and hear us. But I couldn't move and he was not stopping.
I was gonna cum.
My body started shaking at first. I couldn't believe it, here I was getting blown by a guy and I was going to CUM. It was such a new and surreal experience which is what turned me on so much. I've done everything with girls, but this was totally new and exciting.
Cock starting to pulse, legs shaking, I put my head back and cursed.
"FUCK...... Tom I'm gonna CUM!"
He didn't slow down, if anything he became more determined. His hands wrapped around my smooth round ass, he held on to me and more forcefully gagged on me. AHHHH HERE IT CUMS..... I grabbed onto his head and SHOVED my cock DEEP down his throat...
GAGGING and unable to breath for a second TOM took my load hard down his throat. I let go of his head, he coughed, and pulled back slightly. Then he swallowed, still latched on with his lips tight around my shaft. Slowly he took my cock, in and out.... His tongue running along the bottom of my cock getting every single drop of cum out of me. It was by far the best blowjob I had ever had.
I could barely stand, my bare ass against the running washer. He just kept sucking gently, my cock getting limper and limper. When he finally released me my cock dangled there, semi hard, glistening with saliva.... He stood up and the top of his shirt collar was a little wet, his eyes a little red, lips and chin soaking wet with saliva and a little cum.
He didn't hesitate, he pressed up against me and kissed me. Not a romantic kiss, but a little forceful, tongue everywhere inside my mouth kiss. I didn't want to kiss him, but my mouth was open and panting afterwards and he just shoved his tongue in my mouth making sure I got a taste of my own cum. My eyes were wide open, I couldn't tell if I was enjoying taste of my own cum. It was so sweet and his lips were so wet. I never kissed a girl after she was done blowing me, but when he pulled back I admit I missed the taste.
"Now maybe I can get some sleep tonight. When my cloths are down in the dryer could you just leave them on top? Thanks."
Right as he was about to walk out, me still leaning there cock out and shocked at what just happened...
"Oh and I'll be back for that cock once its recharged. I haven't had a good pounding in a while, my ass is aching for one."
And just like that it was over. He left, I finished my laundry and I was left thinking. Left thinking about fucking him and what it would be like....
