A couple of years late, but dad decided I should go to agricultural college. Almost as soon as I got there, I was asked to join the college rugby team, not that I knew much about it, but I was strong as an ox and quick. Training was immediately after the last lecture. It gave me a chance of a decent shower, and check out the other guys in the squad, about 20 of them. Eventually, George found a girlfriend. His interest in the farm waned, as he was more interested in his new love. He moved out, giving us more space, even if it meant an increased work load. I still slept with Jack, sleeping alone would seem strange now. I shave my balls and the base of my penis, and trim my bush. Jack seemed to like it and spent more time satisfying me orally. It didn't go unnoticed in the college showers either. After training, we horsed around, flicking bums with our towels and feigning sex. The straight boys fucked off quickly, then things became more heated, smacking bottoms and flicking dicks. It became a free-for-all, naked wrestling, leading to wanking and sucking. I was usually in the thick of it, because I don't care whether I top or bottom, I just like fucking.
One day, we must have been making too much noise, the college sports tutor stormed in. Everyone froze. He singled me out, it would have been pointless complaining, I'd have got into more trouble. I hoped I'd get away with sucking him off. I pulled his shorts and boxers down, and took him in my mouth, cheered on by the other lads. I gave him head as hard as I could, thinking he would cum quickly and we could get on with fucking each other. He pushed me to the floor, so I knew I was gonna get fucked. I just opened my legs and let him get on with it. Some of the lads were tossing as he pumped away. I used my ring muscles to milk him. That made him cum, emptying inside me. He slipped out, pulled up his shorts, and left. Two other boys had got so excited, they dropped their spunk on my face. I just smiled, rolled over onto all fours, and let whoever wanted have their way with me. I had several more loads in me and more splattered on my back. As they dressed and left, I went back to the shower and let the cum drain from me. When I came back, there was just a younger lad, who hangs around and brings the bucket and sponge when someone gets injured. He meekly asked if I was OK. Seeing his concern, I put my arm around him and gave him a deep, passionate kiss. He then asked me to take his virginity, assuring me he was 18. I kissed him again and said I'd rather do it in bed. We arranged for him to come to the farmhouse Sunday morning. Later, I wondered if he would change his mind. By 11.00 there was no sign of him, and I thought about fucking Jack, but shortly after there was a quiet knock on the door. I invited him in and led him to the bedroom. Jack sat on a chair to watch the action. We took our time, kissed and made out. He slipped out of his clothes. He was very skinny, so I asked him again if he was old enough, and that he was under no pressure. He just said please be gentle with me. By now, Jimmy had come to watch. We lay on the bed, stroking and kissing, but it was too much for him, and he came over my hand. "Don't worry, we'll lay here and cuddle until you're ready to go again. Jack and Jimmy wandered off to shag themselves. In the mean time, I rimmed him, making him groan, then used some Vaseline on my fingers to probe his hole. With love-making sounds coming from the next bedroom, his erection returned. I told him to straddle me and push down, so he could take it at his pace. He was very determined, and with tears in his eyes, he sank all the way down on my 7". His virginity was gone, but so had his erection again. He leaned over and we kissed. I made slow movements. As he became used to it, he stroked himself hard again. He started pumping up and down in time to my thrusting. Next door, all had gone quiet. He then shot his second load, more impressive than the first one. His tightening sphincter sent me over the top. We lay cuddling and Jack and Jimmy returned. I asked him if he wanted to go again, but he'd had enough for one day. He said he'd love to have Jack and me, if there was a next time.
I was still Jack and Jimmy's play thing, although they let me fuck them more often. The best is when they both have me and I get spit-roasted. We were at it one day when our father walked past. He dropped his trousers and watched us perform. The boys put on more of a show by swapping places, Jack shot his load inside me, To my delight, dad took over. He still fucked with a passion. Jimmy came down my throat, I swallowed what I could, but some dribbled down my chin. Dad licked it up and fed it back to me, then fucked harder. My hand was a blur on my cock. Dad unloaded and I sent ribbons of cum into the air. I was exhausted.
