My First Year in University

When I returned for second semester after the Christmas Break that first year, I was a different person. Literally.

I had spent the entire first semester at the gym with Sean, who taught me how to properly work out and how to feed my body – with both food and his cock. I had grown a couple inches already and put on about 25 pounds and I wasn’t apparently finished even though I was only 19. But my body was filling out, my clothes were too short, and I was starting to look less like a little boy and more like a young jock.

I arrived early during the Break, on the second of January as I didn’t want to stay at my mom’s any longer. I had managed to see my Daddy Rick over the break, so I had met my needs so to speak. But I knew deep down that this wasn’t something I could continue. I needed to get back to school, back to my residence, back to guys my own age.

Back to Sean. Sean had said he was coming back early too. And to be honest, I couldn’t wait.

Over the last four months, Sean had kept me as his secret plaything when he needed me. In return for working out with him, and him teaching me a proper gym routine to build muscle, I provided him with some side action. Quick blow jobs in the locker room, quiet fucks in his dorm room, and once even a nice blow job on campus behind the athletic centre one evening. He didn’t fuck me often, preferred rather to let me blow him when he needed a release. And I loved it. It was the only time I could get his sweet tasting cum.

He had yet to fuck me without a condom. Had yet to feel how tight my ass felt against his dick. Had yet to feel how great it felt to blow his load into my ass and breed me. And the more I saw him, the more I wanted it.

I was craving Sean’s cum.

I hit the gym that first night back. It was pretty dead, as classes weren’t starting for another week. There were only a few guys there, none of whom I recognized. But there was one who caught my attention.

He was tall, thick, beefy, built. Looked to be older than me, but then again, I thought everyone looked older than me. He had reddish hair, sort of a hot ginger look, with a military style haircut. As I watched him move about, I noticed how big his hands were, how thick and wide his upper thighs were, how big his arms and chest were, how rounded and wide his shoulders were, and what a hot bubbled ass he had.

And what was weirder, was he seemed to be checking me out as much as I was checking him out.

When I filled up my water bottle the first time, he suddenly appeared behind me.

When I moved away from a free weight bench, he moved to it just behind me.

The second time I filled up my bottle, I noticed him behind me again. So, when I backed up suddenly, I “accidentally” bumped into him.

“Oh, hey sorry buddy.” I apologized with a grin.

He held those big hands up. “No worries bro.” And when I moved away, I saw him checking out my ass.

I was sitting at the chest fly machine, taking a break when he came up and asked if he could get a set in. I said, “Sure thing” and wiped the head rest with my towel and watched him sit as I stood across from him.

“I haven’t seen you in here before.” He said casually as he started. “First year?”

I nodded. “I usually don’t come at this time. I’m usually here later with my buddy.”

“Oh yeah?” He grunted as he gripped his fingers together, holding the bars for a moment. I saw his pecs flexed and felt a little shiver inside me as I pictured my tongue in between those mighty plates. “Where’s your buddy tonight?” He asked a little too flirty with a side grin.

I hesitated with my own smile, not even thinking this guy would be into me. “Oh, he’ll be back tomorrow, I think. He’s a third year Kinetics student, and he’s been giving me pointers.”

The ginger raised an eyebrow and gave me a once over. “Well it’s working. I’m in third year Kinetics too. Who’s your bud?” He asked as he stood up and wiped down the seat allowing me to get in my set.

I lowered the weight a bit and took my position. “Sean McMahon.”

The big lug smiled. “No shit! I know Sean. Are you in his rez?”

I nodded as I pulled the arms together. “Yeah, he lives on my floor.”

“Ahhh.” He said, rubbing his perfectly formed jaw. I could see him thinking, and then looked at me. His eyes were hazel, more brown than green and were an interesting colour. He folded his arms, making his biceps and forearms look even bigger and looked at me as I finished. “Well tell Sean he needs to add some protein to your diet to help you bulk up.”

I almost laughed out loud at this comment. “Trust me, I’m trying.” I stood up and switched positions with him. “But something is working. I’ve already put on like 25 pounds since September and I’ve grown almost four inches already.”

The ginger’s eyes bugged out. “Seriously? Well fuck bro, keep it up. You’re looking good.” He said with a sort of smile. He concentrated on his set, and then got up, stretching up beside me to see how tall I was as he moved by me. He was closer to me than before, and he was probably a good 4 or 5 inches taller than me now. I guessed him to be six feet, or an inch more. I was just over 5’7 now and was about 145 pounds. My shoulders were widening, my arms were forming, and my waist was thickening. Along with my legs and my ass. Which is what this new gym rat was focused on.

He held out his hand suddenly as I finished my last set. “Aaron by the way.”

I shook his big hand, which felt thick and soft around mine. “Brian.” I said back, giving him a firm squeeze.

“I’ll have to pop by Sean’s soon and we can talk workouts.” He gave me a quick wink and I stepped away, urging myself not to turn around. I felt his eyes on my backside as I moved to the elliptical to do a quick cardio before calling it quits. Well, partly for cardio, partly to continue to watch Aaron move around.

My “new Daddy” Rick had left me wanting more. I was outgrowing my Daddy needs and realized that I was craving any cock. I was becoming a young jock and I needed to get what I wanted, instead of being the boy toy for married men.

Aaron caught me looking at him a few times, but I couldn’t help it. His legs were amazing, his arms were huge, and even dripping in sweat he looked good enough to lick from head to toe. I figured he must have had a jock on as I couldn’t get any indication of his bulge in his loose shorts. I thought about following him to the locker room but knew that might look too obvious.

So, I was surprised when he followed me in.

I was coming out of the showers, with my towel wrapped around my waist, thinking the locker room was relatively empty like the gym. I heard another shower going that turned off as I stood at my locker, pulling out my clothes. And when the curtain pulled back, there was Aaron. In all his fucking magnificent glory.

I turned at the sound and stared at his rock-hard body, smooth from the waist up, with a light reddish blonde bush above his soft, but thick looking cut cock. His leg hair was wet against those powerful thighs, making it look darker than the blonde fuzz I noticed before. He reached up to grab the towel beside the shower, and I noticed that his underarms were smooth like the rest of his bulky upper body. I quickly turned back to my locker and covered up my thinner upper body with my t-shirt.

“Oh hey.” I heard him say beside me. I glanced over to say “hey” back and saw him casually drying off his body, not bothering to cover up. “You doin’ anything tonight?”

I frowned at him. “Huh?” I said without thinking.

“I mean, I’m sure there’s not a lot of people in rez so if you’re looking to party or something, we’re having a few over tonight to drink. At our house. Bunch of Kinetics students, and a few others. Just a five-minute walk off campus from here.” He lifted one of his big wide feet and dried it off, and I found myself watching him dry off the other one before snapping his towel and finally covering up his cock as he wrapped it around his waist and stepped toward me. “You’re more than welcome if you’re bored. And if you need some protein, I’m sure I can find you something at my place.” He added with a chuckle.

I gave a little laugh back and thanked him. “I don’t know…”

“Oh, come on. Live a little. Who’s back on your floor? No one, right? So, come on over for 9. I’m serious. You can hang with me and we’ll talk workouts.” Aaron put his hands on his hips as he stood there looking at me. I watched a droplet of water move over his boulder-like shoulder, down over his puffed-out pec and across his pink nipple. I pictured myself licking that droplet off his chest and felt my cock stir. He reminded me of my catcher from my baseball team, although beefier, hunkier, and way more attractive. “We’re at 12 Oxford. Literally five minutes from here. Cross the street, and it’s the third street on your right. Third house on your right.” He moved to his locker on the other side of the changeroom. “Third and third. Easy to remember. Don’t even bring alcohol. I’ll spot ya.”

I watched him whip his towel off and I caught a nice view of his big round smooth ass. He was white as white could be, being a ginger and all, and it looked fucking sexy as hell on him, like a marbled statue of pure muscle. He stepped into a pair of red briefs that clung to his ass as if it was painted on. He turned to me again, his cock slightly bulging now in his underwear.

“So, you in?” He was holding a pair of faded jeans and was grinning at me.

I shrugged, realizing he was right: I had nothing to do tonight. My ass was ready for more after my evening with Rick a few nights ago so it was twitching at this hunky prospect. I mean, why else would he be inviting me over after just meeting me?

“Sure, why not.” I said after a moment. Aaron stepped into his jeans and pulled them up, his ass filling them out beautifully, and his big wide feet looking glorious as he stood there in his jeans.

He smiled and grabbed a long sleeve shirt, pulling it down over his head and then pulled out a pair of construction looking boots and stepped his bare feet into them. “Awesome. Then I guess I’ll see you in a couple of hours bro.” He grabbed his bag and his winter coat and walked away, giving me one last look at his scrumptious ass in his jeans. And when he got to the door, he turned and saw me staring after him. But the smile on his face told me he knew I would be looking. “See you soon bro.” He said as he disappeared out the door with that smile still on his face.

I realized I had frozen in mid-dress. Snapping myself out of it, I quickly got dressed and headed to my dorm room to waste two hours before I saw him again.

As I neared the address he had given me, I still couldn’t believe that I was even doing this. It was not like me, but I was learning to come out of my shell this first year. I could hear music as I approached the front door and knocked politely. When no one came, I tried the door and stepped inside.

The door opened into a hallway into a typical student home, with the living room to the left. There were shoes strewn all over the front, and about ten to fifteen people already in the living room. Down the back of the hallway was the kitchen, where I could see another group of people mingling around. I didn’t see Aaron in the living room, so I kicked off my shoes and made my way to the back of the house.

In the kitchen there was laughter and giggling, and another group of ten people with drinks in their hands.

“Hey! You made it!” I heard from the side and saw Aaron making his way through people to come over to me. He wrapped a large arm around my shoulders and squeezed me into him. “Everyone, this is Brian. Frosh here to learn some things!” He giggled, holding me into him like a big brother.

A cheer of “Brian!” erupted from the room as they raised their glasses and smiled at me. I felt like I was in a frat house, looking at the array of beer cans and drink bottles around the kitchen.

“Let’s get you a drink!” Aaron said and pulled me toward the counter where there was a line-up of drinks – beer, vodka, rum, rye, and mixes. “What’s your poison?”

I spotted the vodka and pointed to it.

Aaron laughed loudly and grabbed a cup. “Going for the big stuff! Nice!” He poured some in the cup and looked back at me with a raised eyebrow and grabbed the bottle of orange juice. “You look like a guy who can take a screwdriver.” He said to me, leaning over to me conspiratorially. “Sound good?” He asked as he started to pour.

“Sounds perfect to me.” I said, looking up into those interesting hazel eyes. Which seemed to be grinning back at me.

Aaron was true to his word, keeping me by his side the entire night. I met his housemates, two other guys and three other girls, and lots of other Human Kinetics students, along with a couple of other fields of study. Even a few from my own pathway.

Aaron kept plying me with drinks, and as I started my fourth, I realized I needed to slow down as the effects hit me. I found myself standing closer to Aaron. Letting our bodies touch more as we stood talking to others. Letting his leg rest again mine when we sat down. I started staring at his body parts – his bare feet, his hands, his biceps in his short sleeve shirt, his broad shoulders, his neck. I was studying every inch of him. And wanting to get my hands on him. He was bigger than Sean, beefier than Sean, and exuded more masculinity than Sean. Aaron was a typical party jock. And I found myself wanted him badly.

We found ourselves alone in the kitchen, and I could tell that Aaron was feeling good, even though he didn’t seem to be drinking much. It was getting late, lots of people had left, and things were quieting down. He asked me if I wanted another drink, and when I said no, he leaned against the counter and looked at me.

He folded those big arms across his chest again and smiled at me. “I’m still surprised I haven’t seen you in the gym with Sean before.” He said suddenly, and then looked at me inquisitively.

I just shrugged and looked back at him.

Then he smiled and took a drink from his cup. “You know you can crash here if you want. It’s late. If you don’t want to walk back alone.”

I couldn’t believe his invitation.

He saw me hesitate. “Or I could walk you back.” He added quietly. “If you want.”

I took in a deep breath as I looked back at him and shrugged my shoulders. “You’d walk me back?”

Aaron smiled. “Sure. It’s late. You shouldn’t be walking home alone. Wouldn’t want you getting attacked or anything.” He mumbled.

I laughed. “Yeah, I guess I have that look.”

“Yes you do.” He said without thinking, his eyes roaming up and down.

I took it in and waited for his eyes to lock with mine again. “If you walk me back, you could crash at my room. My roommates not back.” I could feel my heart thumping in my chest as I watched him consider the invitation. “If you don’t want to walk back alone that is. Although I’m pretty sure no one would attack you.”

Aaron looked around the empty kitchen and strained his thick neck toward the sounds in the living room. “Would be quieter in your room.” He downed his drink and slammed his cup down. “Let’s grab our coats then.” He said with a wink.

I followed him to the front, where I watched his big feet step into his boots again, and he handed me my coat from the pile by the door. And then we were making our way into the cold, heading to the university.

We chatted about nothing, my voice shaking from the cold, or from nerves, or from the prospect of getting him naked. I tried to focus on what he was saying, but my mind was wandering.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” I heard myself asking out loud.

Aaron paused, letting a couple of beats go by before he said, “No. You?”

I laughed. “Nope. I’m not quite girlfriend material yet.”

Aaron looked down at me. “Aw, what are you talking about? You’re a hot guy.”

I heard it and smiled. “Yeah, but not exactly what women are looking for. I’m too short.”

“I don’t think you’re short.” He nudged me with this shoulder, and I realized how close we were walking together.

“I just started to finally grow!” I giggled. “Besides I haven’t quite got the bod yet. I mean, fuck…look at you.” I was getting bolder by the moment and nudged him back.

Aaron shoved his hands in his coat pocket. “I think you’ve got a rockin’ bod bro! You’re so fucking lean and ripped.” He looked over at me again, holding his gaze. “Tight.” He added with a smirk.

“Yeah?” I looked up at him and felt my nerves relaxing. “Well then maybe it’s not girls I’m looking for.”

Aaron held my stare. “Oh yeah?”

I turned away from him and kept walking silently now. Wondering if I had gone too far.

“Well maybe I’m not looking for girls either.” He suddenly said quietly.

It was my turn to say, “Oh yeah?” back at him as we stopped at the last stop light before the pathway to my residence. “Is that why you invited me over tonight?”

Aaron looked down at me, his hands still shoved in his coat pocket and shrugged, his eyes locked on mine, his face clenched tight. “What if it was?”

“Then I would say I’m glad you offered to walk me back.” I smiled up at him and I could see his lips moving slowly upwards.

“Yeah?” He licked his lips and swallowed nervously. “Good.”

The light changed and I started walking, Aaron following close behind. We didn’t talk for the next few seconds until we got to my front door. “There’s hardly anyone on my floor right now, so you don’t have to worry.”

Aaron followed me inside and unzipped his coat. “Cool.” He simply said as I lead the way to my room.

I pointed out Sean’s room on the opposite side of the hallway as I stopped and unlocked my door. Aaron stepped in behind me. “I think I’ve been in a few of these rooms before.” He muttered to himself and slid his jacket off his shoulders.

“That’s my side,” I said pointing to the right, “and the other side is my roommate Adam’s stuff.” I hung my coat up in my wardrobe as Aaron tossed his onto Adam’s bed. “And I have to take a leak.” I stepped out and moved down the hallway.

I heard Aaron say he did too and followed me into the communal washroom. I tried not to watch him as he pulled his cock out and took a piss beside me, standing a little back from the urinal to give me a little bit of a show just to make sure I was interested in what he had to offer. And from what I could see, I wanted it.

His cock was growing, as was mine. Aaron closed his eyes and let the hot stream out, facing forward, allowing me to feast my eyes on his cut cock as I let my own piss flow out. I saw him shake his dick a couple of times when he finished, opening his eyes to look down at his own meat, and then pulled on it a bit.

I was mesmerized as I watched him start to stroke his cock, watched it grow and harden to a size that matched mine. Aaron took another step back to show me, and when my eyes finally stopped watching his dick and looked up, Aaron was staring down at me.

“What do you think bro?” He said quietly, his big hand still slowly stroking it.

My own cock could have responded for me, as it was now hard in my own hand, and twitched up in delight. “I think it looks fucking tasty.” I mumbled out loud.

“Yeah?” He looked down at his own cock, watching his thumb and finger on it and let out a little moan. “Why don’t you give it a taste then?”

He stepped back some more and I stepped right up, taking it from him and putting it into my mouth. I could taste the last drop of piss on his head, and the taste of his cock and the smell of him filled my nostrils. His big hand held the back of my head as he moved his hips forward and fed me his entire dick. It had to be a solid 8 inches like mine.

“Oh fuck bro….” he mumbled as I started to suck on him. “Fuck, where’d you learn to suck like that.” He groaned, his voice echoing in the tiled bathroom.

I grabbed his big thighs and bobbed up and down on him, my own cock still sticking out of my pants. His legs felt huge, solid, meaty. I needed to get him naked.

I stood up suddenly and pulled at his cock and looked up at him. “C’mon.” I tugged his cock behind me towards the door and headed back to my room. As I stepped out into the hallway, I looked to see if anyone was around, and not seeing or hearing anything, grabbed Aaron’s cock again in my hand and led him by the dick the short distance back to my room.

As soon as the door closed, I was on my knees in front of him, tugging at his pants to lower them to get my hands on his flesh. Aaron kicked off his boots, and helped pull his jeans down, stepping out of them completely allowing my hands access to his naked lower body as his dick filled my mouth.

Aaron stood in the middle of my room, letting me suck on his rod as my hands moved up and down his heavily muscled legs. “Fuck bro, that feels so good!” he moaned as he held my head on his dick.

I pulled on my own cock still sticking out of my pants as I sucked on him, enjoying the taste and smell of my new buddy. I was hungry. And if I could, I would have sucked Aaron dry right then and there. But he wanted more. As did I.

He pulled the rest of his clothes up and over his head, standing now completely naked in my room. I looked up at him, his cock in my mouth and I let out a loud “Holy fuck” as I stared up at his big pecs. He grabbed my head with both hands and face fucked me, my eyes watching his pecs tighten together and his biceps bulge as he forced his cock down my throat. I gagged a few times, but didn’t stop, coming right back on his perfect dick, showing him how much I loved it.

Then he pulled me up and grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it up quickly over me. His big hands then went to my chest and he grabbed both my pecs in his hands and squeezed. “Fuck bro. You’ve got such a hard, tight little body.” He said quietly, half to himself as he felt me. His eyes locked on mine and he gave me that sexy half smile of his. With his closely shaved head, his big muscles, his youthful look, he could have been a marine stopping by for an overdue visit.

My eyes locked on his too and for a moment, I wondered what he was thinking. He took a step towards me and I felt my cock touch the side of his peach fuzzed thigh. One more step and his cock was poking at my stomach. His hands were still on my chest, and now his face was just above mine. Our eyes were still on each other as he slowly, ever so slowly lowered his lips.

I could hear him breathing as he moved closer. He was moving in towards my own lips in what would be the most anticipated first kiss I would ever have. My heart was racing, and it seemed like slow motion, until his lips were barely touching mine. He pulled my body into his, and our chests touched, our cocks smashed against our bodies, and I heard him let out a low “Fuck” from his lips. He licked his lips once, and he swallowed hard, before those thick lips finally touched mine lightly.

I heard the kissing sound as he gave me a quick little peck, followed by another. And then I felt his tongue on my lips, probing around, licking my bottom lip tenderly before snaking in between and finding its way inside my mouth to meet my tongue. And then our mouths were on each other, our tongues wrestling, and our breaths being taken away as we kissed deep.

His grunts moved through me as his hands moved up to my neck and he held my head tight as we kissed. He grinded his body against mine as we continued to make out, not wanting to stop. My hands moved to his big shoulders, feeling like hard granite under my touch. Every divot, every vein, every hard muscle was a new feeling as my fingers glided over him as he continued to suck my breath away.

He backed me up against my bed and pushed me backwards, making me sit on the edge of my bed as his hands worked at getting my pants and underwear off. And then it was his turn to kneel in front of me and grab my cock in his hand.

“Fuck!” He moaned as he looked at it. “You’ve got a big cock for such a little guy bro!” He growled, his fist completely around my shaft, leaving the head of my dick sticking out. He leaned over it, and let his tongue flick around the head, the tip of his tongue digging into my piss slit, making me groan. I opened my legs as he maneuvered in between me and took my entire cock straight down his throat.

I gasped loudly and grabbed his head to steady myself as he expertly started giving me a wild blow job. “Holy fuck you’re good!” I was usually the one performing, but Aaron certainly knew what he was doing.

So many times I came close, and each time, Aaron would pull off and look up at me, letting me relax, always saying “Not yet.” He would tongue my shaft, and lick my smooth balls, or lick up my chest back up to my mouth. Or he would stand up and feed me his cock again, towering over me, grabbing my head to face fuck me more.

We were back and forth on each other’s cocks for an hour, until he finally pushed me back on my single bed and climbed on me, kissing me deeply as his body mounted me. I instinctively let my legs open and wrap around him, my arms gliding up his rippling back. He felt so big on top of me, and so young and virile that we seemed to be a perfect match. I was ready for him, and he knew it.

“You ever been fucked?” He asked hungrily, kissing my neck and nibbling my ears as I writhed underneath him.

“Yes!” I moaned.

“You want me to fuck you?” He growled in my ear, then holding himself up over me to kiss me again.

I grabbed the underside of my knees and pulled my legs back to give him a hint. “Fuck yes.”

And just like that I felt his cock at my hole, digging to get in. “You want it like this bro?” He mumbled, grinding into me, trying to stuff his cock into me. “You want my protein?”

I groaned loudly, grabbing that big juicy ass and tried to pull him inside me. “Fuck yes!” I grunted.

Aaron rocked over on one arm, holding himself up in a one-arm pushup and licked his hand and moistened his cock and shoved it at my twitching entrance. My hands were roaming all over his massive body, loving every feel of muscle on him that was driving me wild to feel his hard cock invade me raw.

And my ass was ready, opening right up for his cock.

He slid in tentatively, as if he was afraid he would hurt me. But when I opened my legs wider and pulled his ass into me to make him sink into me completely, he gave a loud gasp of surprise.

His cock had a slight curve that I felt as he entered, sending my fingers into his flesh and my mouth onto his neck as he pushed inside. “Holy fuck!” He grunted in my ear as I let out a loud moan.

“Fuck me!” I begged him, as he positioned his feet and arms into a full push-up stance and started to thrust into me.

I took it like a champ, his athletic body perfectly pumping his cock into me. After our hour edging session, I knew this wouldn’t be long.

I reached in between us and started jerking my cock as the sensation of his dick pounding my ass was sending me to a quick orgasm. I was writhing in ecstasy under him, telling him how hot he was and how amazing his dick felt inside me.

Aaron stared down at me, watching my face as he fucked me hard and fast, telling me how “fucking tight” my ass was, and how “fucking hot” my body was. And when he said he was going to help build up my body by giving me his protein all the time, I started to cum.

I grabbed his neck and pulled him to my lips as I erupted at that thought, letting my cum fly between us. I must have helped him with my contracting ass as I did, as he suddenly grunted in my mouth and pulled back, saying he was cumming as he shuddered and rammed my ass harder than before. Then he sat back, pulled his cock out of me and stepped up to my face, jerking himself off, spraying his cum immediately into my awaiting open mouth.

“Fuck yeah drink it up bro!” He yelled as he fed me his cum. I grabbed his dick and started sucking it out of him, making sure I had every drop of his cum down my throat.

And when he stopped shuddering, and I had the last drop, I looked up at him with his still hard dick in my fist and begged him, “Put it back in!” which he did right away, stepping back in between my legs and shoving his thick shaft back inside, making me groan as he stretched my ass back open and filled it with his meat.

Both of us grunted, and shuddered some more, as he gave me a couple of slow thrusts until he collapsed on top of me in a heavily breathing mess. I felt the enormity of his body on me, and I listened to his breathing slow down with mine as we lay there naked, panting, exhausted and spent.

“Holy fuck!” I heard him say again, and he rolled to the side of my small bed, his cock slipping out of me, his back up against the wall. He let his big arm stretch up over his head and he bent his one leg as he lay on his side looking at me. He pulled me into him with his other arm, bringing me closer to his body. “Pull the covers up and let’s sleep just like this bro.” He said quietly, digging his feet under the bottom of my duvet.

I grabbed the covers and pulled them up over us both, snuggling into his hard body, the taste of his cum still in my mouth as I breathed in his sweaty body. He wrapped his arm around me and held my head to his chest.

“I’ll feed you another load when we wake up.” Aaron said as he closed his eyes. “Holy fuck.” I heard him groan again as he let out a long breath as his arm hung over me.

Holy fuck indeed, I thought to myself. I was glad I came back early.