My extracurricular activities with Tony escalated. Not always satisfied with giving me a blow job and jerking himself, he now wanted my weapon inside him at college. He would play with my dick until his colleagues had left, then we used the staff room. It was simply a case of him stripping from the waist down and bending over a table. No lube, so loads of saliva and gently penetrate, He became very vociferous, oohs, groans and moans as I stretched his hole, I slowly upped the tempo until I was banging him hard, he enjoyed the 'punishment', and sometimes came hands free. We had sex several time a week, so ensuring that I got good grades.
Of my class mates in the three subjects, more girls in English, more lads in Maths and roughly the same in geography. Trying to work out who, if anyone was gay being a different matter. One young lad in English definitely was, he wore nail varnish and eye liner, tiny, no more than 5'0", I thought I would split him in two if we fucked. (I'll come back to him later). The only way to find out if any other guys were gay, was to stand next to them at the urinals. A lot of men steal a glance, given half a chance. I would stand well back and piss from distance, ensuring other men saw my knob. This led to penis envy, and quite a few blow jobs in the stalls. If I was lucky I would meet guys from other classes. One evening, two guys taking woodwork covered in sawdust entered the toilets. I had already finished peeing, so gently stroked myself to see their reaction. They stood either side of me, getting a good look. "Want to hold it, either of you?" They looked around, and the boy on my right held out his hand and gripped it. I became erect. "Fucking hell, you lucky bastard." "Do you want to suck it, or be fucked?" They looked at one another, "Do you have your own place?" "Yes, let's swap numbers and arrange a meet. I can fuck both of you." One insisted that he was straight, but wanted to watch his mate being shagged. They turned up Saturday morning when I had not been up long. Wandering round in Armani boxers drinking coffee, when the doorbell went. Clean and tidy, they were better looking than I remembered, one as tall as me with a dark complexion and black hair, the other shorter, 5'8", fair hair hanging down in ringlets. They were both wearing grey sweatpants and Lacoste hoodies, I learned later that they were non-identical twins. I kissed them both, having forgotten who wanted to be the recipient of my dick. We sat in the living room, both of them with their eyes on my boxers, so I slipped they off, I was already half hard. "Wow, fucking wow", the shorter one said, the other let out a whistle. "Who wants to suck me?" I asked boldly. They both came over and knelt in front of me and took it in turns to blow me. "Get yourselves undressed", I commanded. They stood up, the shorter one stripped, his mate was more reluctant. "Okay, I'll take you to the bedroom, everything we need is there. They followed me through. On the bed, the two of us made out, while the tall one looked on. We had a sixty nine, although he had to settle for licking my long shaft. I licked his sack and ran a finger up his crack to his sweaty hole and pushed in. He squealed. We moved back together and kissed some more, then I laid him on his tummy, pulled his hips up and rimmed him. He closed his eyes and let out a low moan. It was time, and I reached for the lube. Greased up, I used two, then three fingers on him. His mate had dropped his pants and had begun masturbating. Lining myself up, I slowly entered him from behind, giving his ring time to adjust as I inched in until I was buried deep inside. "Fuck me, that feels good, now fuck me." I needed no encouragement, and began pumping, with his mate stepping closer to get a better look. I turned him over so that we could kiss, and it was easier for him to toss. "I wanna go," His mate suddenly said, so I pulled out and let him take over. I was quite impressed, if he was 'straight', he fucked well, twerking his little ass as he shagged his twin. He came with a grunt, and I took over again. I lifted his ankles onto my shoulder and went deeper, feeling my orgasm approaching, I told him to wank. I had never seen so much cum. He exploded. I couldn't resist, I pulled out and my jets of semen mixed with his. I gave him an old T shirt to clean himself.
They hung around all morning and I gave them lunch. By the afternoon we were all horny again. The tall guy relented, deciding he wanted to find out what it would be like. "I've fucked loads of girls, and I had ago this morning, which was great, nice tight ass, bro. You will have to be very gentle." I suggested that they fuck first as he had a smaller cock, still quite reasonable. After making out, I guided him in, and they fucked missionary. I even took him out and sucked him several times, until he could hold on no longer, and he bred his brother. I suggested I lay on my back and have him sit on me. Carefully, he lowered himself down, using his brother's cum as lube. "That's it, once it feels good, ride me." He began to bounce, only an inch or two to begin, he was soon riding me like a cowboy, using the whole of my length, his cock slapping against his belly. He started to wank. I held him slightly up and banged into him. He sprayed me with his spunk. I wasn't far behind firing my semen deep inside. They used my shower and I sent them on their way.
A few days later I invited the effeminate lad, who called himself Sandy to my place, having already had him give me a blow job in the toilets, he knew what he was letting himself in for. He arrived in a short kilt, with nothing underneath. I took him (her?) straight to bed. He blew me, then sat on me, still wearing the kilt, the reason soon became apparent, his dick was tiny, maybe 4" hard, with a tiny sack. Never mind, he rode me well, and shot an impressive load. I turned him over and shagged him doggy style, breeding him. He stayed the night and we fucked again in the morning.
I wonder who else I may pick up at the urinals?
