They say that college is where you go to find yourself. I say I am going to college to find asses to rim and fuck. I know myself, I don’t need to find myself. I’m a confident 20-year proud gay man with a thick dark moustache that the guys cannot resist.
After fucking Jay in the gym locker room in the morning, by late afternoon my balls had generated another hefty load that I’d soon release.
It’s not easy being such a stud. I try to pay attention to my class lectures but all the gay boys just can’t take their eyes off me. It’s distracting in some ways because I am in college to earn a degree, but my dick can’t resist all that ass practically begging me for attention and my dick always seems to take over my brain which is natural for a horny 20-year old stud like me.
After the last class of the day I was walking shirtless back towards my off-campus apartment, exposing my hairy, well-developed chest, since it was hot outside. My cock was straining to stay contained in my jock by this point. I certainly wasn’t gonna go home alone to jerk off when all this ass was available for fucking.
It’s pretty much a given that when I’m showing off my chest, the gay boys come out of the woodwork just to catch a glimpse of me.
I try to act like I don’t even notice or care. None of these college guys know who I’m looking at under my shades. Today, I was gonna pick one up, take him home, rim him and breed him.
Who would it be? There were many choices. So many good looking college studs staring at me, hoping to meet me. Guys riding bikes, walking, driving, all heads turning in my direction, I’m sure some of them were straight, but let’s face it, I’m that good-looking, those straight guys want to be me. There was one guy who caught my eye. Some surfer dude with a short blonde scruffy beard, maybe 5’7”, if I were being kind, and he was jacked wearing a muscle shirt. He looked to have one fine juicy ass, too, wearing board shorts that hugged that butt nice and tight.
I started walking in his direction and stopped when I was within earshot.
“Hey buddy, how’s it going?”
I think the guy was shocked I spoke to him.
“Me? I mean, are you talking to me?”, he said. I wasn’t expecting him to be so shy given his appearance, but it was kinda cute.
“Yeah bud. What’s up?”
He stroked his scruffy chin for a second and then replied.
“Oh, ahh, not much. Just finished with classes for the day.”
“Yeah? Me too. You know, I noticed you checking me out. That’s why I came over here.”
“No, no, I was looking for someone.”
“What’s your name?”
“It’s, it’s a, umm, it’s Miles.”
“Miles, nice to meet you. I’m Cole. Listen, it’s ok, I know you were staring at me, there’s no need to lie about it. I’m a good looking guy walking around shirtless, you can’t help it. I’m right, aren’t I Miles? You’re just following your natural instincts.”
Miles shifted his gaze downward. I’d embarrassed him. I know sometimes I can come on too strong, but in order to get laid you can’t fuck around. You have to be direct.
“Miles, it’s ok. I get it. Good looking men like us, we have needs. We like what we like.”
Miles slowly turned towards me again…a little progress.
“So Miles, why were you looking at me anyway? Am I your type?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s the moustache isn’t it? Is that what you like?”
“Yeah…and…”
“And what, Miles?”
I took his hand and placed it on my hairy, sweaty, muscled pec.
“You like hairy muscle men, Miles? Do I turn you on?”
“Yes”
“Well I have news for you, Miles. You turn me on, too. I’d love to eat that phat juicy ass of yours.”
“What?”
“I said I’d like to eat your ass out buddy. Would you like that?”
“Yeah”
“I bet you would Miles, but I have a rule. I fuck every ass I eat. You game?”
Mikes scratched his bearded face again and sighed, thinking about my offer. When I saw him adjust his package in his shorts, I knew I’d won him over and that ass would be mine. It didn’t take much to reel this one in.
“Yeah, I’m game. Where? I live in a suite with three other guys, no privacy.”
“My place is right down the street. I’m off-campus.”
“Ok”
Miles walked next to me. He wasn’t very chatty, likely very nervous about hooking up with me, a complete stranger. I decided to break the tension.
“You ever sit in a rim chair, Miles?”
“No, what’s that?”
“You’ll see, I think you’ll like it.”
“You’re very direct, Cole.”
I sensed Miles regretted what he said after he said it. It didn’t seem in his comfort zone to be combative.
“Miles, buddy, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I just don’t like wasting my time. I like to get to the point. I wanna eat ass and fuck ass and I am not ashamed of it.”
“It’s ok…it’s just that I get nervous sometimes and you’re so confident.”
“Well, in a few minutes I hope to get you nice and relaxed. I can’t wait to taste that bubble butt of yours.”
Miles smiled and blushed.
We walked into my off campus single dorm room and Miles was checking my place out.
“You’re lucky to have no roommates man. I would kill for that. My roommates are the worst.”
“Yeah, I’m lucky I got this place. I like my privacy so I can do what I want.”
“I can’t even touch myself with three other guys on top of me all the time.”
“So you must be really horny then, right Miles? You need to get off?”
“Yeah”
Just when Miles was coming out of his shell, I pushed him back into it by being so forward.
“It’s cool. I got you buddy.”
I walked over to the corner of my room and placed the rim chair on the floor next to the bed.
“Is that the rim chair? It looks like a toilet seat.”
“Yeah. You sit right here and I place my head there and give you the moustache ride you’ve been craving. I’m gonna make your eyes spin to the back of your head.”
“I’ve never really had a top rim me like that.”
“Well, now you will. By the time I’m done with you you’re always gonna want your hole eaten out. You’ll see.”
I scratched my chest and stroked my stashe.
“Let’s see your ass, Miles. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable.”
I watched Miles kick off his shoes and unsnap his shorts. When he pulled them off and left them on the floor his ass was still covered, but the way his white Jockeys clung to it was truly incredible. Truly a perfectly shaped peach.
Miles slipped his fingers into the waistband to pull them off, but I stopped him.
“No man. I wanna do that. Leave that for me. How about you take off your shirt instead.”
His arms were jacked, but I wanted to see the rest of him.
I nearly creamed my pants his chest was beautiful. Smooth, creamy white, and nicely sculpted. He had that farmers tan from wearing tank tops all the time.
“Dude, nice. Are you a gymnast or something?”
“Nah, I’m a swimmer.”
“A swimmer? No offense but you look a bit thick for that. You’re pretty ripped. You swim on the team here?
“Yeah.”
“Do they know you’re gay?”
“Yeah, I’m out.”
“I bet those boys can’t take their eyes off of you. It’s almost unfair to them. Flaunting that ass like you do. I bet it looks amazing in a speedo.”
I couldn’t wait another second, I had to see it!
I dropped down to my knees and pulled Miles’s briefs down and helped him step out of them. There it was, two juicy smooth cakes of rounded flesh right before my eyes.
“Damn boy…this is one hell of an ass. Love the light peach fuzz right around your hole. Oh man, I’m gonna love this.”
“Thanks buddy. I’m glad you like my ass. I think it’s a bit big.”
“No man, really, it’s fucking perfect. Pop a squat on the seat and let’s get this started.”
Miles seemed a bit hesitant to take a seat in the rim chair but his seven inch cock was so hard I don’t think he had the will power to say no.
Miles sighed and sat in my rim chair. It had been quite some time since I had an ass in that seat. The wait was definitely worth it.
I positioned myself underneath the seat and my face was just centimeters from that dangling crack. I teased Miles by lightly stroking his beautiful butt with my fingers. Miles responded to my touch nicely, it was a good sign that he wasn’t flinching and seemed more relaxed.
“Mmmm Miles, I’m gonna take my time with this butt of yours. So fucking pretty. You ready, buddy?”
“Yeah man”
That was the consent I was needing to spread those globes open with each hand and I opened my mouth and took a first swipe over that hole.
“Mmmmm”, I heard Miles lightly moan.
Damn, his hole tasted just as good as it smelled, a little sweaty, a little soapy, like man. I needed more.
After enjoying that initial foray into Miles’s crack, I went all in. I planted my face right in there and swirled my tongue all around, round and round, back and forth, my face becoming more saturated by the second. Miles was going crazy, his moans growing louder and louder, he was definitely stroking his wiener.
It was time to bring my moustache into this…to take things up a notch. I love the way my bottoms respond to the bristles of my whiskers brushing against their sensitive asses. I raised my face up just a bit higher and felt my thick hairs against Miles’s soft fuzz.
“What are you doing, oh my God?”
“Shhhh, just enjoy the ride.”
I resumed and I made a motion like I was sweeping up a floor, repeatedly moving my moustache in a downward motion.
“Ohhhhh fuck, fucking amazing!”
I knew it, they all say that. Most cum when I go ballistic, side to side.
I tried this on Miles, swiping the entire length back and forth, back and forth, right over his quivering hole.
“Aggghhhhh fuuccckkk! You’re gonna make me shoot man!”
I went for it, I shoved my tongue deep into Miles’s hole and swirled it all around, back and forth. My face was covered own my own saliva and Miles’s butt juices. It was truly magical.
Miles lost all self-control…he squirmed in that rim seat, lifting his butt off riding my tongue, stroking harder and faster.
“Ohhhh fuuucckkk! I’m gonna fucking cuuuummm! FUCK! OHHH FUCK! Ohhhhhh ohhhhhh!”
I felt Miles’s clenching hole around my tongue. He came so hard and I am sure his load flew far. When Miles’s orgasm subsided, he slumped back down on the seat and I pulled myself out from under him. My face was a mess. I wiped it with my forearm and had a look at Miles who had this giddy distant smile on his face.
I saw remnants of his load on my floor and dripping down his hand. He looked spent.
“You ok there, Miles?”
“Ohh fuck yes. That was fucking incredible, Cole. Thank you. I’ve never cum so hard in my life. Your moustache is better than any sex toy I’ve ever played with.”
I stroked it between my fingers. It was still moist from his ass.
“Yep, I know. That’s why I have it. I love to eat ass and listen to my bottoms go nuts when I use it on them.”
“Damn, that thing is fucking hot.”
My dick was so hard and leaking. Now it was my turn.
“Miles, I gotta get my dick in you. Look at it.”
Miles looked at my cock. It was thick. It was angry. It was throbbing. It was ready to fuck.
Miles looked at it with a bit of hesitation, but I think I’d dicknotized him. He lunged forward still sitting in the rim seat and took it into his mouth. His pink lips wrapped around my meat was a pretty sight and then he used his tongue to lap up my pre, my eyes closed and my chin rose to the heavens. This cocksucker was tryna make me cum before I took his hole and as good as it was feeling, I wanted to cum in that bubble butt.
I had to push him off me.
“Miles…fuck man! You’re an amazing cocksucker but I told you I wanna fuck your ass and you agreed. You gonna wuss out on me?”
“Oh no, I uhh, I just umm really wanted to taste your cock and then I couldn’t stop sucking. Yeah, yeah, you could fuck me.”
“Good. Get on my bed, ass up, face down. I wanna see that ass. All of it.”
I helped Miles off the rim chair and he quickly situated himself on my bed as I instructed.
“Show me your ass Miles. Reach back and spread those cheeks for me. Let me see that fuck hole.”
I know I can be aggressive at times, but like I said before I know what I like and I am not afraid to demand it.
“What a good boy you are, Miles. Your hole is still wet for me, buddy. Look at that. Oh fuck, I bet it’s gonna feel so good when I slide my dick up in there.”
I pushed Miles’s hands away and replaced them with mine. I gave that ass two healthy swats with my hand before pulling those cheeks apart again and spitting right on that hole. I pushed my face in again, another good moustache ride to get Miles’s mood back where I needed him to be. Then I pushed a finger inside and it slid in like butter…easy and slow, past my knuckle. My dick was gonna be much thicker than a finger so I licked two of my fingers and made them nice and slick.
Miles began moaning again, enjoying the feeling of my thick fingers sliding in and out of his hole, stretching it round and round.
“You like that, Miles? Like my thick fingers in your asshole?”
“Mmmmm yesss”, he hissed.
“You’re gonna love my cock even more!”
I pulled my fingers out of Miles hole and it was winking involuntarily at me. I spit into the palm of my hand a couple of times and rubbed at all over my fat cock. I don’t like fake lube, spit will always be my preference.
I lined up my dick with that wanting asshole and shoved it right inside, all the way in until there was no more of my inches to put in there.
“Ohhhhh my God! Ohhhhh Fuuuuccckkk!”
Miles roared in absolute ecstasy. It did feel good for me, too.
“I told you buddy. My dick feels so good in your ass, doesn’t it?”
“Ohhhh yesss! Oh fuucck!”
I let Miles settle in for a minute before I pulled my cock all the way out and slammed it back in again. I did this several more times, each time Miles’s hole seemed to gape for me just a bit wider and when I felt no more resistance, I reached down and inserted my fingers from each hand in Miles’s mouth and yanked them apart, like a handle holding his head up while my dick banged into him pretty hard.
I made Miles into my personal fucktoy. He didn’t seem to mind, grunting and groaning, dribbling his spit down my fingers.
I’d opened up that hole good now. I pulled my fingers out of his mouth and with my right hand I slammed the back of Miles’s head into the mattress while my right hand held onto his waist and I continued pulverizing that hole with my hard as fuck iron dick.
I was getting close. Seeing Miles submit like this was making me so horned up I couldn’t hold back.
With both hands on his hips now I was deep stroking that battered hole so good. Miles was out of his mind, biting down on the edge of my pillow as I drilled him.
Miles reached under him and jerked out a second load. His hole sucked my cock in, and in maybe a dozen or so more deep dick strokes I roared like lion and all the cum pent up in my balls from the day emptied deep inside Miles’s beat up hole. My heart rate was elevated and I fell onto Miles’s back with my cock still implanted in his ass.
After a minute or so to compose myself, I rolled off of him.
“Oh damn Miles. That’s a fantastic ass. I needed that.”
“Thanks man. That was fun.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
Miles wasn’t moving, he just laid there on my bed.
“Miles, buddy, I gotta get something to eat. I hate to do this to you but you gotta get up.”
“Ohhh ok.”
I saw some of my load trickle out that fucked open hole drip down his taint as Miles peeled himself from my bed.
I watched him put his clothes on while I laid back with my hands clasped behind my head.
Miles let himself out. He was a good time but I didn’t want him sticking around, clinging on to me.
I need to spread my seed around, one bottom at a time.
