Virgin on Manhood

Part of the fun of studying at a university is the social life – provided you manage to have some type. There are always some students, whose role in life is to take their studies seriously, and then there are others whose role in life is to have fun seriously; I was in the latter group. Although I wanted to graduate, I was determined to graduate with the knowledge that I hadn’t wasted my time at university remaining a virgin. From the day I arrived on campus, I made up my mind to lose my virginity as soon as possible. You see I had come from a small town with a small-town mentality and one’s virginity was meant to be kept until one married, and as I had already decided that I wasn’t going to be the marrying kind, I thought it was time to abandon all.

Although I had taken a keen interest in sport, I didn’t consider myself a jock, although from my physique, others might have. I wasn’t on a sport’s scholarship, but enjoyed my games of American football and swimming, and in the athletic season, I also took up a little running. To tell the truth, the reasons why I enjoyed my sport was the fact that I found the clothes I wore for each sport, sexy; those tight, crotch hugging shorts for football, the equally tight Speedo for swimming and the soft, silky touch of my running shorts, kept me in a state of having a permanent hard-on. Added to this, was my ability to get close to the hunkiest guys on campus.

My room mate, Tim, was, let’s just say, plain on the eye. Although he had a runner’s physique, which I quite liked, he seemed withdrawn and reserved, not the out-going type that I wanted to associate with. I also wasn’t sure as to his sexuality as he paid little attention to either guys or girls. Often, I would return from football practice, pull off my top and collapse onto my bed, still in my crotch hugging shorts, hoping he might make a comment or even a pass at me, but nothing ever materialized. Even after a shower I would, on occasions, walk into our dorm with a towel wrapped around my waist, let it fall, casually onto the floor and stand before him naked, my long cock swaying in the breeze, but he still took no notice. I wondered if Tim was asexual!

Although I was enjoying my stay at university, I couldn’t find Mr. Right with whom I could lose my virginity. I know this may sound ridiculous, but I was fussy. I had waited long enough and although I was as horny as hell, I didn’t want just anyone.

At football practices, I often eyed the guys especially in the showers and found myself getting aroused quite often by what I saw, but then I thought to myself, ‘these are all brawn and no brain; is that what I want?’

Swimming practices were just as bad with all those tight Speedos floating around and the various shape and sizes of cocks on display. With all this muscle around, I was ready to be ravaged. There was one guy who got my attention, by the name of Hank, but he didn’t seem to notice me. I often remained behind after swimming practice to shower and change at the same time as he did. I’d watch him under the shower as the water trailed down his tight, muscular body, along the thick ridge of muscle that hung tantalizingly between his legs, its thick head just waiting to be sucked, and then down his tree-trunk legs. Oh, how I wished I was that water running over his body. Then he’d soap himself, the white foam suds sliding over his chest and then collecting on his large cock. He’d massage his cock with the soap and I’d see how his man muscle would grow in length and girth. Naturally it would be at this time that I’d beat a hasty retreat as my cock began to take on a life of its own and I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of others.

One evening, after football practice, I returned to my dorm and found Tim sitting waiting for me.

“Gary, are you doing anything tonight?” he asked.

I was a little surprised as we hardly spoke much to each other, except when discussing our studies.

“Er, uhm, no!” I replied.

“I wondered if you’d like to go for a pizza.”

“Sure, sure!”

I didn’t know what else to say.

“But can I take a shower before we go?” I asked.

“Please. There’s no rush. We can go when you’re ready.”

I grabbed my towel, stripped off my shirt, football shorts and jockstrap and threw them onto my bed. I wrapped my towel around my waist and headed out of our room to the bathroom.

As I stood under the cascading water of the shower, I wondered about Tim. What had made him offer to take me to dinner? Was he after something? Perhaps he was just trying to be friendly, and after all, what harm was there in that? After I had showered, I returned to the dorm and found Tim sitting casually on my bed. In his hand was my jockstrap. I didn’t say anything, but I did notice how he surreptitiously tried to get rid of the object. I wondered if he’d been sniffing the crotch area of my jockstrap. Hey! That would be quite a turn-on. I dropped my towel to the floor and wandered around the room as though deciding on what to wear, allowing Tim to see my naked body. I wanted to see if he’d react in any way to my nakedness. I noticed how he casually glanced at me every now and then. Of course, knowing that he was watching me, I began to get the start of a hard-on. Do I quickly get dressed before my cock looks like a periscope in search of something to torpedo, or do I let it all hang loose, so to speak? What the hell, let’s go for the torpedo; after all, I was proud of my cock and its length. I saw how his glances became more focused on my ever-growing cock, but I refrained from dressing. I decided to tease him a little longer. Soon my cock was as erect as it could get and I gently manhandled it, knowing that he was watching me. I glanced his way and noticed that he’d placed a hand on his own crotch. Ah Ha! The boy does have feelings! Something was rising between his legs and he was becoming awkward on the bed as his tight jeans were constricting his burgeoning hard-on. I picked up a T-shirt, held it to my chest, turned to face him, my cock aiming its tip at him and said, “Should I wear this one tonight?” Tim never noticed the T-shirt, but gaped openly at my throbbing cock.

“Tim, it’s rude to stare with your mouth open – put something in it if you have to.”

He instinctively clamped his mouth shut and looked up at my face.

“Sorry, Gary. I didn’t mean to, but it’s just that… I’ve never seen anyone with such a big cock before.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment, Tim. But tell me, are you into cocks?”

He blushed and began to stammer.

“I…I… I’m sorry. I… didn’t mean to… you know…”

“…no, I don’t know.”

“I… I… think we’d better get going, if we want to have dinner,” replied Tim, standing up abruptly, his now fully erect cock bulging through his jeans. 

“That looks like a pretty healthy size you’ve got there in your jeans, Tim,” I said, advancing slowly towards him, my cock waving like a search light seeking something to target.

Tim backed ,away; fear written across his face.

“You don’t have to be shy, Tim. We’re guys and guys get a hard-on. I’m sure that you’ve seen other guys in the shower, for example, with a hard-on.”

Tim’s face moved from my waving cock, to my face, and then back to my waving cock. I took hold of my thick stem and squeezed my cock. The bulbous head seemed to become inflamed and a drop of clear pre-cum oozed from its tip. I ran a finger over my piss slit and scooped up the liquid, stuck out my tongue and licked my finger. I was sure I saw Tim’s cock throb in his jeans as I did this. I squeezed my cock again but this time when I scooped up my juice, I offered it to Tim.

“Open your mouth Tim. Taste this. You’ll like it.”

Tim seemed to panic and almost fled, but curiosity got the better of him and he stood his ground. I walked up to him, the tip of my finger glistening with pre-cum and as my cock jabbed at his crotch, so my finger went up to his lips. Gently I wiped the clear liquid onto his lips and instinctively, he licked his lips, taking in my juices.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” I asked, almost whispering the words.

He never replied, but stood staring at me as my cock continued to jab at his crotch. My hand went up to his neck and I slowly pulled his face towards mine until our lips met and we started kissing, ever so gently. I tried to insert my tongue into his mouth, but without initial success, however, I soon found an opening and our tongues were fighting to take control of the other’s mouth. I felt Tim grab my cock and squeeze it hard. Although I was somewhat taken by his swift action, his touch was firm and pleasurable. I reciprocated by grabbing his engorged crotch and feeling for the zipper to his jeans, unzipped them and found his wet cock waiting to be manhandled.

Tim was not small in the crotch area and I became excited at the prospect of losing my virginity to Tim and his heavy manhood. I knelt in front of him and swallowed his cock head, lathering it with my tongue and rolling his foreskin back; then I sank down on his shaft, pushing it to the back of my throat. I heard Tim groan as my mouth sank down his length. He obviously did like what I was doing to him, but then I knew that many straight guys liked to be sucked off and maybe Tim was one of those. I felt his hands under my armpits as he lifted me to my feet.

“Please fuck me,” he whispered when our faces were close again.

Oh Fuck! Here I was hoping to lose my virginity to this man and now I had to play the active role for big Tim. Hey, I’m not unduly worried about playing that role, it’s just that I was desperate for someone to attack my ass and give me a good pounding so that I’d shoot and shoot and shoot!

I pulled Tim to my bed, stripped off his shirt and jeans and hoisted his legs into the air. My tongue aimed for his tight pink hole that was constantly winking at me. I could see that this boy was desperate to have his ass plugged with a long, fat cock, and I was only too keen to oblige.

Between my tongue and my fingers, Tim’s asshole was quivering with expectation of my onslaught.  Every time I inserted a finger or two, I could feel how tightly he clamped his ass on them.

“Do you want my hard cock in you?” I growled as he started to ride my fingers.

“Oh yes,” groaned Tim. “Please fuck me, hard!”

I retracted my fingers, slipped on a condom, lubed my throbbing cock, held my firm stem and guided my rod into his waiting hole.

He anticipated my attack and never rebuffed my advance. My cock slid effortlessly into the warmth of his tight chute. In fact, he was so tight I thought I was going to shoot my load there on the spot.

“Fuck, but you’re tight, Tim.”

“Do you like that?” he asked, groaning as I inched my way deeper and deeper into him until I felt my balls rub up against his smooth ass.

“Oh yes,” I sighed as I came to a stop and let him enjoy the feeling of me inside of him.

I began a slow rhythmic thrust and withdrawal movement, watching Tim’s face change from tension to pure joy. I knew that he was in ecstasy and that pleased me. I slid my full length deeply into his warm, tight chute, slapping my hefty balls against his ass each time I sank in. Even though it wasn’t my ass that was getting a working over, I knew that both he and I were enjoying this immensely. Soon, Tim began thrusting his hips to meet each of my thrusts, in an effort to try to get my cock deeper into his fine ass.

“Oh fuck, but you’re good, Gary,” he groaned, his thrusts becoming more urgent each time.

“Be careful, Tim, you’re getting me close. If you keep squeezing my cock like that with that tight ass of yours, I’m gonna be shooting everywhere.”

“I like the sound of that,” joked Tim, now beginning to lose that ‘shyness’ that seemed to be evident earlier.

I took hold of his throbbing cock and began stroking it rapidly. His breathing had increased and a sweat was forming across his forehead and chest.

“Stop it, Gary!” he cried.

I couldn’t. I had built up a fast rhythm on his cock and I wanted to see him shoot his warm cum over his chest.

“Come Tim! Shoot that fucking load of yours,” I yelled, increasing my thrusts into his ass.

I saw his cock swell and immediately there was a gasp followed by a cry and the first of a stream of thick white juice spewed from the tip of his cock. Load followed load and I began to wonder if this kid was ever going to run dry. His stomach and chest were a wash of white, and with each shot, so I felt the tightness of his asshole clamp around my cock shaft. Suddenly I pulled out, ripped off the condom and stroked myself until I too filled his stomach and chest with warm gushes of my cum. We were both gasping and moaning and our bodies shuddered together, then our mouths found each other’s and we kissed. As our exhausted bodies returned to some form of normality, I leaned across Tim’s body and we lay in each other’s arms, whispering words of thanks in each other’s ear.

“That was awesome,” said Tim, “but I must tell you something.”

I lifted my face from his and looked into his soft eyes.

“You’re my first guy.”

I smiled at the knowledge. I knew that Tim would always remember me, just as many others also remembered their first time, but I still had to enjoy my first time of having my ass rammed.

“You’re damn good,” continued Tim, “you must have done this many times.”

“Not really,” I answered. “In fact, can I tell you a secret, I’m still a virgin.”

“What do you mean a virgin?”

“I’ve never been fucked, so I don’t know the pleasure that you experienced.”

“So, do you swing both ways? I mean are you active and passive?”

“I don’t know. As I say no-one has ever fucked me so I don’t know whether I’d like it, but I sure would like to try it.”

Tim giggled.

“Sorry I can’t oblige, because I’m a bottom and I like it that way, but I know someone who might be able to help you out.”

My face lit up. “Who?”

“My cousin,” replied Tim.

“What’s he like?”

“You’d like him very much. He’s your build and into sports and I know that he’s hung like a proverbial horse, if size is what you want.”

I didn’t want to sound like a slut, but of course size was most important. In fact, the bigger the better if I wanted to experience the full feeling.

“Do you think he’d be interested?”

“I’m sure he would. I’ll speak to him tomorrow and get back to you. Now, are we going out to eat or not?”

We dressed and headed out for pizzas; two very different people from what we had been earlier.

The following evening, as promised, Tim returned to the room with news from his cousin.

“He says he’d like to meet you and if it is what you say you want, then he’s more than willing to oblige you.”

“Does he sound keen?”

“Absolutely. He likes nothing more than a tight ass to plow his big cock into.”

“So, when am I going to meet him?”

“I told him to come round to our room at nine tonight, but don’t worry, I’ll go out and come back later.”

I respected Tim’s offer, but I didn’t like ‘chasing’ him from his own room.

“I’ll go to movies or something,” Tim said, “then you two can be alone to enjoy what I enjoyed, that is, if you’re interested.”

“You bet, I’m interested,” I answered.

Later, Tim and I went off to shower, him preparing for movies and me for my blind date. At 20:00, Tim went off to movies, saying he’d return at midnight. I appreciated his offer although I wondered what he’d do for hours after the movies came out. I was left lying on my bed waiting for 21:00 to arrive. I had pulled on a pair of shorts but didn’t bother with a shirt as it wasn’t cold. At 20:45, there was a gentle knock on our room door. I leapt from the bed, checked myself one more time in the mirror and then opened the door. There standing in the corridor was my date - my fuck, the guy who hopefully was going to take my virginity.

“Hank!” I exclaimed. “What are you doing here?”

It was Hank my swimming dream.

“Tim said that you needed servicing.”

“Are you Tim’s cousin?”

“That’s it. So, aren’t you going to invite me in?”

“Please, please come in,” I stammered closing the door behind him.

I was a little embarrassed as I knew that Hank had been aware of how I had admired his body in the showers and at the pool, now he was here in my room.

“Tim was telling me that you had a good scene with him last night. You’re lucky, because I’ve been after that tight ass of his for some time, but never managed to get it.”

I smiled knowing how much I had enjoyed plowing into Tim’s ass.

“You know, I’ve always admired your physique, Gary. I’ve watched you in your Speedo and seen the package that you carry, and admired that too.”

His talk was getting me hard and the more he spoke about how sexy he’d found me, the harder my cock was getting.

“Looks like that package is growing,” said Hank, making a firm grab on my crotch.

I felt my balls being squeezed and although a sharp pain ran through my body as he did that, it also made my cock throb with anticipation. Instinct kicked in and I grabbed his package, feeling that he was already hard. I rubbed my hand across the coarse denim material of his jeans and traced the outline of his long, thick stem. I gripped the zipper and slowly pulled down, opening up his jeans and fumbled inside to find his naked cock waiting to be taken. I pulled his length into view and admired the helmet-shaped pink head and the long, thick shaft. My hand gripped it and began stroking it, bringing a little pre-cum to the tip each time. I knelt before him and licked off the clear liquid, then sank my mouth over his length, like I had done to Tim the night before. This was a weapon of size that he had and I wanted that deep inside of me.

I released my grip on his cock and looked up into his face. He was smiling down at me.

“You are going to use this on me, aren’t you?” I queried.

“I can’t wait to get my rock-hard rod deep in that ass of yours. I’ve waited quite a long time to do that.”

Clothes were disappearing rapidly and being thrown onto the floor. Arms and hands were exploring bodies while tongues fought duels in each other’s mouth. Our chests heaved against each other’s as our cocks rubbed together, being lubricated by the constant flow of pre-cum emanating from both of us. Hank pushed me onto my bed and sank between my legs, lathering my cock, balls and eventually, my waiting ass hole. His tongue did wonders, in and out of my throbbing hole, lubricating me for his attack.

“You got a rubber?” he asked.

I told him to look on the side table next to my bed as I had got everything ready for my blind date. He unrolled the condom down his thick length then, taking hold of his firm shaft, directed it towards my waiting ass. I tensed as I felt his cockhead touch me, but he slowly placed pressure on me and pushed his cock past the entrance. The pain that flooded through me, because of his size, was excruciating, but I was determined to lose my virginity.

“Slowly,” I gasped as I felt his shaft slowly becoming embedded in me.

As he sank deeper, the feeling changed from pain to utter ecstasy; in fact, I wanted him to go even deeper if it were possible. Once I felt his thighs rest against my ass, he smiled at me.

“Now fuck me hard,” I said, smiling back at Hank.

He didn’t need an invitation to do that. His prowess and fitness were proof that this guy knew how to use his cock to good effect. He pounded into my ass, then slid me onto my side and lay on the bed next to me as he sank deeper into my throbbing ass. All the while, he stroked my cock, milking it with clear liquid, which made his strokes slide even more easily. He then rolled me onto my stomach, spread my legs wide and rammed his way in again. This time, with each thrust, I could feel my cock rub against the bed covers and the friction was driving me crazy.

“Careful, Hank. If you carry on like this, you’ll have me shooting.”

He pulled out of me and the sudden feeling of loss was probably the most painful feeling I had experienced so far. I urged him to slide back in, but I needn’t have worried as he had plans already. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, rolled me onto my back, and once again hoisted my legs into the air and slid his cock back into me. Except, as he did this, so he bent over me and took my cock into his mouth and began sucking. As he thrust deeply into my ass, so his mouth worked wonders on my shaft.

“Oh fuck!” I cried. “This is the most awesome feeling I’ve ever had. Hank I’m gonna come.”

He increased both his thrusts into my ass and tightened the grip with his mouth. I could feel my balls rising in their sac, getting ready to fire. I groaned then gasped and fired. My body shuddered with each load that I sent down Hank’s throat, but he never released his grip. He tried to swallow as fast as he could, but I could see some of my love juice ooze out of his mouth and dribble down his chin. His thrusts had become more urgent and harder, which made me feel excited as he pounded my tightening ass. Suddenly he let go of my cock and shouted, “Fuck!”

He froze for a moment, then rapidly fucked my ass as he shot his load into me. Our breathing was heavy and amidst the groans and grunts, our mouths managed to find each other’s. With our arms clasping each other, we kissed and fucked until we lay exhausted together on the bed, Hank’s cock still firmly embedded in me.

As our breathing returned to normality and our kisses became gentler, we opened our eyes to each other and smiled.

“Wow, that was the most incredible feeling,” I said, kissing him gently on the mouth. “Now I know what Tim felt when I had him last night.”

“Thank you, Gary. For a virgin, you’re fucking awesome, but I hope that now that you’re no longer a virgin, that doesn’t mean I can’t have access to that fine ass of yours?”

I laughed. “You can have my ass anytime, Hank.”

With that we both fell asleep in each other’s arms.

At midnight, the door opened quietly and Tim entered. He saw Hank and me in each other’s arms on the bed, stripped off his clothes and climbed on the bed with us. Soon I felt Hank’s cock prodding at my ass while my cock slipped effortlessly into Tim’s waiting hole. The three of us became connected and pounded each other’s ass until we were panting heavily and shooting our load.

That night, very little sleep was had by the three of us as we pleasured each other and brought our friendships closer together.

THE END