He turned me?

This is a real story. It's about my first sexual encounter, I hate to admit that it was gay. Don't get me wrong, I am not homophobic, but I had never imagined that I am going be apart of it.

My parents sent me to a boarding school when I was young. Which was very hard for me and my parents but I somehow knew that it was best for me, given the fact that the schools we could afford near my home weren't good enough. The kids nearby would mostly end up turning into thieves or labours at the best scenario. Apparently, this was the only opportunity for me to build my career. So my parents made me follow it.

Our hostel was big. One hostel holds 28 boys. A half wall partition separates each four consecutive beds. Adjacent compartments can’t be seen while you sit but if you stand on your bed, you can. 

The four super strong beds made up of concrete, occupied four corners of the room. Each two bed shared a floating table anchored to the side walls. The middle empty space was small but big enough to do a cartwheel.

Usually, all the first years are allotted together. Which was not a very hard and fast rule. Exceptions occurred mostly. Some shared rooms with seniors because their parents know each others or someone is a relative etc. Moreover changes were made frequently on the basis of requests and availability. 

I too got to share the room with three seniors not because I knew them previously but because I was the odd one left out during seat allocation.

Sharing room with seniors had both advantages and disadvantages. On the plus side no bully problem from other seniors and on minus side, they made me go fetch errands time to time.

The latter was less cumbersome than the previous one. The one to my front was Hemant, a lean and thin fair teen, his silky black soft hair covered his slightly bulged forehead in a clever way. Out of all, he was the only one that seemed sensible to me. Most of the time he would keep himself busy with studies and pasting wrestle mania cards on the wall. 

The other two were completely different. The one to my left was a dark skinned boy, his nose curved up like Micky Jane. He was so dark that his friends nicknamed him porky ghost. I enjoyed watching him turn furious and red when his friends called him by that name. Man I hated him so much. 

Many a time he would demand me to fetch him water, my own chocolates, biscuits etc. Adding to my disgust, I also used to see him jacking off sometimes (hands beating up against the blanket). Boy have some privacy at least. 

The last one, Vijay whose bed was positioned diagonally to mine, was tall and slightly brown complexioned. His lips were a bit slimmer than usual. While the rest two were two years older than me, he was three. I found it on his i-Card which was lying under the table. Probably he started school late. His voice was broken and hoarse due to adolescence. 

I did not like him because he would try to prove as if he is the alpha male of our room by showing off his natural muscles. 

Nevertheless, I coped up well. The summer went by, I kept myself busy in learning English, playing judo and honing management skills. I made friends, had falling-out with couple others over silly things, patched those and succeeded bringing good grades at the end of the term. Everything was fine until the winter fall.

On an winter night Vijay came to my bed and kind of requested to sleep with me. For us it was very normal to sleep together with friends. Especially when we watch a horror movie or do spirit calling etc. That night I wouldn’t come back to my room. But still the occasion of sleeping with a senior never occurred to me previously. He said he had a bad dream and afraid to sleep alone. I agreed as I did not have much of a choice. I too was bit afraid to sleep alone now. Now that someone woke me up amidst darkness.

Very soon I realised he had positioned his face in a disturbing way over my head. I turned my back on him when I could feel his exhaling breath on my forehead. EEW, who would want to inhale the air, which someone exhaled just now. After some ten minutes he whispered,

"Hey..Would you mind if I hug you? You see I am feeling cold.”

Again, without giving much of a thought I said Ok I and tried to sleep. Some five minutes or so passed, when I started to drift into sleep slowly, suddenly to my surprise, I felt something stiff against my ass. He was grinding my ass slowly. Back then, the only knowledge of sex I had was the plant reproduction and a three minute of soundless porn that me and my friend watched from the CD that we found in his uncle’s drawer. That too up to the masturbation part only. The whole frenzy marred by his mom who knocked the door. 

The concept of men on men was no where near my imagination. I waited some moments to check if Vijay is doing that willingly. Then I don't know why, I burst out into giggles.

That bustard took the opportunity and asked,

"Something wrong?” As if nothing weird happened.

"No, not with me at least !" I said. Still giggling.

He tried to explain by whispering to my ear that its very normal and exciting. He said again,

"Let me show you how it is done.I know you will love it."

Before I could say something he jabbed his tongue between my lips, pushed through my teeth to find my tongue then began sucking my mouth. He had hold of my head so strong, I almost had to push him away to free me.

"Did you like it?"

For me I felt nothing but disgusting I wiped my mouth to my pillow and said,

"Aha... nope. That's what it is like to have sex!”

"No, that's just beginning there are lot more stuff, here try to grab my dick"

Then he guided my hands to touch it over his pant. Now I felt like, I had enough of it. So I said, "Look, I don’t like these things. Now, please let me sleep, you too sleep or leave my bed or else I will tell everyone."

He was not there to let me go that easy.

“Ok but you know I don’t want to let you go without having any fun...” Then quickly he pulled my vest up to reveal my chest and said, "Let's see now." and began rubbing my nipples with his slimy fingers slowly. I could sense them stiffening now. Fuck what's happening to my cock. As he was working on my nipples, my cock slowly began to come to life.

By now, I am pretty much turned on. His tongue started teasing my nipple and right at the moment when he sucked it, my dick sprang to full erection. I did not know what the hell was happening. 

This connection of nipple and dick was not known to me. The feeling was mixed with confusion, excitement and mostly pleasure. 

Now, without any further request, I reached for his dick, which was about a inch bigger than mine and significantly thicker. He too now grabbed my dick hard and started to stroke in rhythm while also continuing to play with my nipples. 

After some five minutes of heavenly pleasure, I felt the first most exhilarating orgasm of my life. To my surprise, I could even touch a trickle of cum oozing out. It was a whole new experience since all my previous orgasms were dry (Yes I did masturbated earlier sometimes, I just did not know the proper way).

That night he even tried to insert his dick in me. I bet he too never did it earlier, he pushed and pushed. At most he could go is the place between my legs and hit my ball from behind. Eventually he came and the humping ended.

The next morning, he left my bed early before anyone could notice. Although, the whole sex thing felt great last night, now at morning I started to feel guilty. The feel of cum over my ass made me feel dirty. I could not look into my eyes at the mirror that morning. So, I applied for changing my room and got rid of him for a good long time.

The next three years went good. I learnt to masturbate to ejaculation, freed my mushroom head of dick from little bit of attached skin (which was a bit pinchy, not painful). Experienced crush to a beautiful girl, gosh she was awesome and would never let a single day go wasted. Not like she became my girlfriend but we became best buddies and the relationship came to an awkward situation when others started teasing us. Eventually it came to a halt before anything could even start. 

By the time I reached 9th standard, I had built quite a bit of reputation as a group leader and speaker. That horrible dark side of mine was way behind in past to create any impact on me. My grades were above average with a pretty good co-curricular portfolio. The areas in which I lacked were - Maths and out door sports. 

Oh, forgot to mention that I had stopped playing judo and shifted to playing table tennis. It is what it is, focusing on my strength did better than worrying about my weakness. Even though outdoor sports was no longer my interest, regular running and cardio activities were a complimentary part of my daily life. Which helped me maintain a good shape.

On 9th standard, we shift from junior hostel to senior hostel. It feels great as if you are being promoted to a new rank. In senior hostel you get to watch more channels and you get tips and tricks to do restricted activities such as "crossing the wall without being caught at night”,"smoking pot", "drinking cheap whisky",”cook food using shoe polish” etc. 

A whole new series of adventure awaits there. Boy had I known my first day experience at senior hostel was going to be something else, I would have been careful.

That night, Vijay was doing homework with his friend Aryan, the one to my front. After dinner also they were busy. Later at around 10:30 Vijay yawned and fell asleep on his bed. 

Aaryan tried to wake him to sleep but he wouldn’t move. He made some lazy grunts. So Aryan gave up and went to sleep on Vijay’s bed. 

For a moment, all those memories started coming back to me, but then again I realised most of the seniors do not sleep upto like 2:00 AM, so he could never try to do something like that. Moreover, he is matured enough and has a girlfriend now. So, without worrying much I diverted my mind to settle myself and checking in on rest of my friends. 

To my misfortune a storm started raging at around 11:00, followed by continuous heavy downpour. Power backup is given upto 11:30 only, so everyone went to bed early. Someone tried to lit candles but weather was too good to sleep. Fully wrapped up I fell asleep soon.

Late in the night amidst thunder and sound of heavy rain, he creeped into to my bed. I woke up to find a warm moist surround around my dick, swallowing it inch by inch. 

His two hands playing with my nipples simultaneously. He already got between my legs and was hitting the spots very well. Before my conscience could kick in, it was too late and all that came out from my mouth was moans.

I wanted, cry out in joy when he completely took my erect staff. With unswerving determination, he kept it in for some good long seconds and pulled out abruptly when he sensed my throbbing dick about to cum. He let me cool down for a minute. Then looked at me and slid up by rubbing his chest against my body gently. His dick, still in his boxer; rests on my dick now. He did some rubbing to get his dick hard. Which felt really good.

My face went into disgust mode, when he tried to kiss me after that. I stopped him on the way, AARGH who would want to kiss those lips that sucked your dick moments ago.

Now he went to my right side from above my body and began his typical whisper.

“ How are you boy? I see you have made quite a progress with your dick and your ass is so damn beautifully round, I think this time we will make it.....don’t you think we have unfinished business?” 

His whispers along with deep exhales on my neck made me so horny, fuck I forgot about everything else. Without saying anything I directed his head to my craving nipples. His tongue began far far away from my nipples, slowly coming towards it, teases it for a nanosecond then moves away. 

He did it until I begged him to bite it and tear it apart. I don’t understand this period of uncontrolled excitement. Which I hate afterwards. I could do nothing but tell myself to enjoy the moment. He got a lot better at nipple play. I was so wrong to think that he has changed. 

At the epic extremum of my craving, he would suck my nipple hard followed by tiny bitings. Which made me see stars spawning around me. His left hand worked on my left nipple, while still sucking my right nipple and his right hand pumping my dick, pulling the foreskin back hard to expose the mushroom head fully. 

He would do it till my primary dick vein starts pulsating wildly and withdraw at the very edge. Then after some two minutes, when I attain some equilibrium, starts again. 

I wanted to cum so bad but he would not let me. The feeling, man.. it was so amazing, I can't explain it in words. Which is only best thing about making out with boys I guess. You know what the other guy wants to feel and how you can make it happen. I also started to feel somehow thankful to him for giving me this.

So I told him, "let me suck it."

"My nipples?" He asked.

"No your Cock" I said and I went down to explore it.

When I finally took his dick out of his pants. I was in shock. Gosh, he would easily put most men in shame by his size. It was definitely bigger than what I saw last time.

It was beyond realm of possibility to take the whole thing inside my mouth. I reached some length and choked. It smelled like sweat and tasted a bit salty. I could taste his pre cums too. Time to time, he would pull me up to say, "No teeth, ok?"

I guess I could not satisfy him like he did me, especially with the teeth. Also I wanted it to get over soon . Afterall it's disgusting if you think.

So he did not let me spend much time on his dick. Instead he pulled me up to kiss and stroked my dick to build up edging. Then he asked in a low voice to my ears. Letting his warm breaths brush my neck.

"Do you want me to fuck you now?"

Part of me wanted to say yes but I didn't know how it would feel. Although keeping mobiles was still a restriction, I have seen few porns where girls cry with pain. So I did not know what to say. He said, "Don't you worry boy. I promise you will love it.”

While I was still deciding whether or not to do it. He turned me sideways and held my dick from back and started stroking with a mild squeeze. 

He placed his dick on my ass creek and began sliding the thick mass in too and fro motion. He did put some lubes that he had brought. 

At the same time, he was also giving me a rhythmic hand job with his lube smeared hand. He began slowly fucking the gap between my legs, while hitting the backside of my balls which was funny. 

He would it for a whole five minutes or so and take a short break in between edges to suppress the boiling cum and send it down the sphincter muscle. Like a thermometer pulled out of hot water, kept outside to make para level move below kink before another test. 

I began to think he is misunderstanding my leg gap as my asshole. Nevertheless, I was almost about to cum again and by looking at his grunts and pace, I knew, he too was approaching the edge. 

Mentally I prepared my body to enjoy the momentary drift to the other dimension. After all, such powerful orgasms comes very rarely.

"You ready?" He asked without looking for an answer.

In my mind, I was just admiring his plan for us to cum together.

"Yes. Make me..." before I could finish, he directed his dick to my butthole and pushed firmly. I could feel it grow from a slight pinch to some concerning bearable pain. He pulled back to put some more lube for some second then pushed in again by gradually increasing the force. 

With his right hand still squeeze pulling my dick open, he took a deep breath on my neck, as if he smelled my sweat and then unmercifully with full force shoved his entire length in me. 

It felt like as if someone drove a big pumping red hot iron rod in me to the lower part of my abdomen. The pain reached an exponential height. It was so painful that my eyes went watery. I don't know whether it was the orgasm or pain for which my body started trembling. 

I could sense him enjoy watching me shaking for a moment while keeping himself hooked like an usb chord. 

Vijay now completely in his element thrusted deeper growling like an animal and at the very instant my dick shot loads after loads of cum (which shot my face) in total synchronism with his upthrusts.

The pain was so severe that now I wanted to shout genuinely but he had already cupped my mouth from behind. Like a monster he continued pushing deep into me until I both of us finished cumming together. 

I tried to push him away but my efforts were easily overpowered by his strong arms. When I literally cried, then only he pulled his flaccid mass halfway out to shove it back one last time. With that drive my dick splattered the last few leftover drops of cum leaving it totally empty. 

I was badly exhausted, all my energy drained out of my system. Bathed in sweat and my own cum all over my face. He kissed my back and cuddled. By now the feel started to change into disgust. As the rain ceased, my conscience returned. Suddenly, it struck my mind. God, what have I done, I wanted to kick him out of my bed now. I told him to leave immediately.