This is a fictional story from my imagination. All the people involved are over 18, some straight, some gay.
My name is Stu. I'm 5'10" with broad shoulders, strong thighs, and an enviable six pack, created by hours of rowing. I have short, chocolate brown hair and brown eyes. My dick when fully erect, which it seems to be most of the time, is a healthy 6.5" I had known that I was gay from an early age, as did my family, who didn't care. When I masturbate, I dream of my favourite film stars, Brad Pitt and Tom Cruise, imagining having sex with them. I could also piss while stiff, I simply had to stand well back from the bowl, or better still, piss in the garden, almost hoping that the neighbours would see. I'm studying computer science at college. My family have been involved in the rowing club for decades. My dad was president until his untimely death at the age of 52. It is situated near the mouth of a river on the south coast of the UK. I have three older brothers, all of whom are in the first team at the rowing club, and I was determined to match their achievements. The club is exclusively male, as was the case back in the day. Rowing was mostly confined to weekends. The week day evenings in the club's gym, where I enjoyed watching the hot bodies of my team mates. I had seen most of the rowers naked, either in the showers or when changing into their rowing gear, more food for my night time wanking.
It was in the changing rooms that I had my first sexual experience. One of the lads, who I had a bit of a crush on, caught me staring a little too long. To my mind, he was perfection, taller than me, his abs even more defined, with a thick mat of chest hair. His cock looked to be over 6" flaccid. He walked over to the bench where I was sitting, "Like this, do you?" He said, waving his penis around. "Touch it, if you want, toss me off, I haven't had a wank today yet." I blushed and held out my hand, he flopped his cock into my palm, "Go on, jerk me." now becoming impatient. I stoked him to hardness, maybe an inch or two bigger than mine, it felt wonderful to have another man's dick in my hand. "For fuck's sake, I told you to wank me!", so I did, watching the beads of precum leak from his piss slit. "Ooh, that's better, you're a good little wanker." I went faster. "I'm getting close", he warned. I cupped his balls in time to feel them rising. His first jet hit me on my nose, I opened my mouth and took several more volleys of his nectar. I squeezed the last drops from him as he softened. "You can suck me off next time, you seem to like my cum." At home, I masturbated time and time again over the thought of giving him head. I watched porn videos, most of the guys wanked as much as they sucked, not many swallowed, I guess that was for the camera. I wanted to taste it. I found that by lying with my back up the sofa, I could just about lick my own dick, a little stroking, and I could fire cum directly into my mouth, a new skill.
We all had our own lockers in the changing room, and a few days later I found a scribbled note, telling me to hang round after training Saturday afternoon. It was only Wednesday. For the next three days I watched loads of porn, trying to refrain from masturbating, it didn't work. Saturday the rowing seemed to last an eternity, the coach was in a foul mood, screaming and swearing at us. At the end, most of the guys changed as quickly as possible and fucked off. At last we were alone, He came over to me, still in his shorts and jersey. "Strip me." I stood and peeled his top off. When his arms were trapped, I kissed him. His top came off and we kissed some more, making my cock rise. I felt for his hardness in his shorts, and sat back on the bench. Slowly, tantalisingly, I eased his shorts down. His beautiful tool was out of the leg of his jockstrap. I left the jock on and pulled his balls through. Remembering what I'd seen on the vids, I held the base and swallowed three or four inches. I bobbed up and down, jerking the base, and tickling his sac with my left hand. I felt it tightening. Seconds later I was rewarded with a mouthful of creamy spunk, so much that it dribbled down from my chin. It finally stopped and I took a breath, "You're gonna be a great little cocksucker, but for now, you're my bitch, and you will do as you're told." "Yes sir!" I found myself saying. Two or three times a week, I blew him, perfecting my skills to make him last.
One evening, another note appeared, it read, 'I'm going to take your virginity this week'. 'Fuck me', I thought, 'How am I going to fit his cock inside my ass?' More research, rimming, clean on the inside, lube, start with something small. I bought lube from the supermarket, and cleaned myself by removing the shower head, and tried inserting a small carrot. Not easy, the carrot was thrown out of the window. I hoped it would be easier when he did it. Saturday came. I sat on the toilet, showered and made sure I was clean. Guessing he wouldn't rim me, I took the lube with me to the club. After practice, I nipped into a cubicle in the toilets and lubed my ass, pushing it well into my hole. I was soon joined by the other rowers. "Hey guys" he announced, "I'm gonna fuck the little queer, you can watch if you want." 'Fucking hell, a bloody audience, what next?' I was committed and had no choice. I stripped, for once my dick didn't want to play ball, it wouldn't go hard. He laid on the table stroking his big knob. I climbed on and lubed his shaft. Gingerly, I held the base of his cock and slowly impaled myself. Bloody hell, even with all the lube it still hurt like fuck. If the porn stars can do it, so can I. 'Breathe', I told myself. I waited for the pain to pass and pushed on. Nine or ten guys were gathered around, either wanking themselves or someone else. Right off, more lube, back down. Easier. My erection returned. It was feeling good now. Encouraged by the audience, I rode him, arching my back and tossing. With a big cock and a tight hole, I knew he would cum quickly, so I tossed harder. Great ribbons of cum splattered everywhere. My tightening sphincter made him fill my bowels, the first of many, many times. All around me, semen was splashing on the floor. I climbed off and jumped from the table and went for a shower, elated.
