Date: Fri, 1 Jun 2007 10:50:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Joey Williams <joey76241@yahoo.com>
Subject: tommy-and-joey-3

Copyright 2005 Joey Williams, joey76241@yahoo.com

DISCLAIMER:  This story is for adults only.  If it is not
legal for you to read erotic stories, or you are not of
legal age either where you reside or are accessing this
page, or are offended by male to male sex, then don't read
this story.

I have a few good stories that have happened to me over the
years. Friends listen to me telling about my college
roommate and have told me to write it down. One of the
greatest times I had was back in college.  To start the
story, I had graduate from High School and felt good about
being gay. I knew that I wanted to go to college in
Louisiana, and I received a Louisiana Honors Scholarship. It
covered full tuition at any Louisiana University. I was
fairly certain throughout high school that Louisiana Tech
was the place. I entered the school on a scholarship to take
computer science classes.

 A lot of my high school friends were going there and I was
happy about leaving home. When it came time for a roommate,
everyone that I knew was already taken and I did not have a
boyfriend.   So what the heck, I put down no preference on
the admission card.  That was a big mistake.

The dorm board assigned a fellow named Gary.  I moved into
the dorm on Friday and got my stuff sorted away. Every thing
had its place and place for everything. I am not a total
neat freak, but I do like to have books and supplies where
you can find them.  On Saturday morning, I am sitting on the
bed when the door flies open and this guy bolts into the
room pulling a trunk. Others are following him with his
clothes. All of that was tossed either on his bed or in the
middle of the floor. I am sitting there watching and they do
not even acknowledge me.  Within a few seconds the room
looks like a storm hit it.

Soon enough he says "What a bitch, I am Gary and I am
guessing you are living with me, huh?"  He turns around and
says to his buddies "It is beer and pizza time."  Out the
door they go, slamming it in the process and I am left there
still on the bed.  Over the next school year, his things and
his side of the room looked the same as the day he blew into
the room.

Dirty clothes found there way into the space behind the head
board.  His way of handling clothes was to smell them, if
they past the test he put them on.  I don't think he every
washed the first thing.  He would buy new underwear versus
washing.  Drinking and pissing in the sink was his favorite
past time. He would unzip his pants, push his briefs under
his balls and aim his dong. He stands there with his great
looking dick hanging out pissing while combing his hair. It
would splash all over the counter top.  He knew that really
made me sick because he would tell me to come over and lick
it up. I could have gone on my knees for him, but that was
not going to happen.   I did not want to touch any part of
him.

That was a shame too.  Gary stood about 6'1'' and his was
around 180 pounds.  Jet black hair and had body hair to
match.  His face was strong and deep hazel eyes.  His pecker
measured out at 7" and was thick piece of cut meat.  He had
a flat butt and thick hair in his crack.  Over time he
ignored me since I did not go out drinking and whoring.  I
found out he hates faggots and thinks they all should be
beaten.

Gray's language was foul.  When he talked about girls, he
used words I can not repeat in this story.  He liked girls a
lot and always managed to get a date.  Many times I came
back to the room and there was sock hanging on the doorknob.
The first time I saw the sock I did not know what it meant.
I had my key out and unlocked the door.  As I entered the
smell of raw sex hit me and I knew what was going on. Gary
was fucking a girl good enough that either of them knew I
was there. His bare ass was in the air; his nut sack was
red; and water pouring down his crack. The cheeks of his ass
bounced each time he pumped. I heard Gary moaning "Oh baby I
love you". She had her blouse unbuttoned, the bra pulled up
and her jeans on the floor with the panties tied in a knot.
His pants and jockeys where down around his ankles. They did
not even take the time to undress. That really turned me
off. I meant, come on; take time to get comfortable.  I knew
there never would be anything between Gary and me.  I left
the room and closed the door behind me. I walked across
campus to the student center.

I noticed this hot looking guy putting up a bulletin. He had
big shoulders that tapered down to a smaller waist line. His
package and his bubble ass looked so nice. My curious nature
wanted to know what that was about.  I wandered over to read
it.  It was an invitation to join the men's swim club. I
really joined swimming and I wrote down the information.
While I was standing there, the poster boy walks up beside
me. As I turned to see who it was, he had his hand out and
was saying "I am Jake. Are you are going to join us?"  I
answered yes.  I told him about how I was on a team at the Y
in Shreveport.  Jake playfully took my arms and felt my
muscles. He felt my chest and patted my belly.  He was
impressed with my upper body and legs.  As I was starting to
day dream about possibilities, this girl appears and gives
my new found prince a hot kiss.  Jake introduced me to his
girlfriend.

I still wanted to join the club. Plus, there were all those
hot bodies in the shower. I was there at the appointed time.
There was going to be try outs and scoring. I had three
weeks to prepare. If I was not swimming, I hit the weight
room.  I was already in good shape and I toned up my body.
My best event was the breast stroke and the workouts put
muscles in all the right places.  My chest and stomach
muscles showed hard definition.   In college, I had a 28"
waist line and good 42" chest; and I was 172 pounds dripping
wet.  The try outs came around and I made the team.  It was
set that I would be on two sub-teams, the individual breast
stroke and the 4x4 relay.

All the guys looked dang hot and my dreams of a soapy shower
time came true. Only problem was I was in a club full of
straight men. Hiding my erection became difficult.  Of
course, I did not wear my "I am gay" shirt and I played the
straight role. When Gary found out that I made the team, he
called all of us pussy boys.

The end result of seeing Gary nude and working with the swim
club made me as horny as hell.  Some times I would drive
back to Shreveport. With the local guys, I was able to be
myself and have hot sex.  But during the week, I needed
relief from the pending pressure in my balls.  I could not
beat off in the room with Gary hanging around.  I could only
imagine what he would say and do if he was to catch me.  The
showers were all open heads and that did not seem to be good
option either. I could have done it in one of the stalls,
but that was not me.

The swim team was going good.  After one of the big events,
Jake arranged a picnic party. The whole group went out to
the local lakeside park.  There were tables, benches and
grills.  We spend all day just eating, relaxing and
swimming.  The lake was fed my several streams that ran back
into heavy woods. There was good walking and biking trails.
It was a very beautiful place.

Because of the school and swim club schedule, I had not
returned home in weeks.  Gary had been totally a jerk and I
just needed to get out.  I started thinking about the lake
park and decided to return.   When I got there, the place
was empty.  This idea popped into my head.  I opened the
truck and pulled an old quilt. Folded it under my arm and
headed down one of the trails.  The weather was nice and a
breeze was blowing.  The smell of wet wood and dirt was
present. The sun streamed into the trees making distinct
shadows. I walked until the trail had disappeared. I was
looking around and thought this was the place.  It was a
small clearing with pines on each side. I unfolded the quilt
and put it out on top of the grass and leaves.  I kicked off
my shoes and stepped onto the edge.  It made a loud cracking
sound.  I knew someone was going to hear the echo.

When I was completely quiet, the birds started up. I felt
the sun warming my back.  The running water could be heard
by the entrance to the clearing.  I felt myself relaxing and
this need came over came me.  I pulled off my socks.  I
wanted to lay back and let the sun work on my face.  I put
my hands behind my head and stretched. My shirt rode up
exposing my belly button. The breeze felt so good. It was
then I noticed that I was starting to grow in my briefs. I
reached down with my right hand and fondled my package. Yes,
there was activity and I was passed the point of no return.
I slowly started rubbing the side of my hip making my whole
body responsive to being touched.  I moved the other hand
down and massaged the other side. I forced my package to
make a mound by pushing the sides with both hands. My dick
continued to expand.  I was totally alone in the world.

I sat up and removed my shirt and T.  The sun immediately
attacked my bare skin.  I put my fingers in my mouth and
transferred some mouth juice.  I took the wetness and placed
it on both of my nipples. Using my thumbs, I made small
circles around the nipples.  They were rock hard and
standing erect.  The feeling raced through my body and made
my toes curl.  My back arched and I my muscles jerking.  I
was going crazy feeling my own nipples being touched.  I
moved my hand downward.  The workouts and swimming had given
me the desired results.  My muscles were hard and smooth.  I
rubbed my belly button and playing with the top of the black
hair trail that lead down into my pants. I had my eyes
closed and the image of Jake was in my head.  His sweet lips
were kissing me. He had hot desire in his eyes. I felt his
arms around me holding me tight.

The wind picked up at that time and I could tell I had a wet
spot that was soaking through my briefs and into my jeans.
I undid my belt and unbutton the snap of the jeans. My cock
jerked in response.  I ran my hand inside to check the
amount of damage. Yes, I was leaking and it was sticky.  I
took my hand out and smelled the fluid hanging on my
fingers.  I put the liquid on my tongue. This did it for me
and I became total hard.  I tore my jeans and briefs down my
legs.  This let my dick spring free and it slapped my belly.
It splashed more fluid.  The wetness ran downward and into
my thick dark pubic hair. The skin of my uncut penis was
pulled back exposing me.  I needed to be completely nude and
did not care if I was in an open field. My six foot frame
stretched from one end of the blanket to the other end.

Reaching with my right hand, I took two fingers with my
thumb and placed them on my shaft just below the dick head.
I took my left hand and put the fingers to my mouth getting
them wet.  I rubbed the wetness all over the end of my cock.
I took my hand back to my left nipple and pressed it hard.
I could not wait any longer. I started slowly jacking my
uncut 6.5" cock with my foreskin pulling back down the head.
I felt the skin as it rode the hard blood enriched shaft.
With the sun beating down on me and the action I was taking,
I became very hot. The sweaty moisture ran down around my
balls and into my ass crack.  I pulled my legs apart to let
the air move over my ass.  I was not going to last much
longer.  I felt the blast as it came up the pole. The first
volley shot me square in the face and a fair amount landing
in my open mouth. The second soaked my neck and started
running down my shoulder. I heard the sound of sperm
splashing on dry leaves. I continued to stroke my cock and
felt the release coming.

The third was all over my belly.  I continued to pump.  This
caused my belly button to become full. It had so much spunk
that it ran down my side.  The breeze made the fluid streams
feel cold against my hot skin.  I released my hand and my
cock started jerking as it returning to it normal size.  I
was wet, happy and totally relaxed.  I ran my fingers into
the belly button and tasted my own spunk.  The sun shone on
my white milk hanging from my finger tips. As I came back to
the real world, I had a problem.  How do I cleanup?  Sitting
up I saw the briefs.  I used them to clean my sperm and they
got totally soaked.  "I can not put these back on!"  I stood
up and put on the jeans over my naked butt; and finished
dressing.  I refolded the quilt and headed back down the
trail.  At the trail head, I took the briefs and tied them
to a branch of a tree. Maybe someone else could use them or
get all hot over seeing my whites.  When I got back to
campus, it felt good to be out without any underwear.  I
felt the movement of my dick inside those soft jeans and I
became half hard. I had never done that before.  I was ready
for anything.

Gary came pouncing into the room and gave me shocking news.
He was not coming back the next term and I needed to find
new pussy boy roommate to keep me warm.  I almost kissed
him.  I start looking for a new roommate, someone that I
could like and someone that could like me.   Anyone???  I
could not think of anyone.  So, I waited.

The dorm lounge on the bottom floor had a snack area.  I had
gone down there to get a drink and found out I did not have
enough change.  The machine would not take my dollar bill.
This guy who had been watching TV hears my problem. He came
over and touched my shoulder. I almost jump out of my skin.
As I turned to see who it was, he reached into his pocket
and gave me the coins.  "Here you go buddy."  I was really
taken back and he was so handsome.  After I got my drink, he
sticks his hand out and says "I am Steve".  You are Joey
right?  I shook my head yes.  Though so, you are in my
calculus class.   It was then I remember taking notice of
him.  Steve had short blond hair, deep hazel eyes, 6'2"
tall, 180 lbs, big shoulders and small waist line. Gosh, he
could have been model. I wanted to pay him back for the
drink.  He said no problem.

He was standing there looking me over with a pleasant smile.
I was beginning to feel like a piece of meat in a market. I
know my cheeks turned red and I got this funny feeling in my
stomach. "Did you do the bonus math problem?"  I shook my
head yes.  Steve asked me if he could compare his solution
against mine.  My mind was in the gutter and I had to force
myself not to laugh. "Sure, go get your paper and come up to
213."  I went back to my room and as I opened the door,
Gary's smell hits my senses. With the door standing open, I
hear a voice saying "What kind of animal lives in here?"  I
laughed and said we can go elsewhere.  I grabbed the
assignment and we head back to his room.  His room was very
clean, neat and the books placed on shelves. His bed was
made.  There was good sweet smell coming from the candle he
had been burning.  I decided I like this boy.  We sat down
on the edge of the bed and looked at the assignment. I felt
the strength in his body being so close to me.  I started
getting hard and felt guilty.

After checking the class problem, he asked me what we going
to do now?  It was dinner time and we went together. Over
the dinner table we talked about many things.  I did not
tell him about me being gay.  I learned he like riding
bicycles, playing chess and was taking electrical
engineering.  I could tell he was straight and just shy
about telling me about his personal life.  We discussed Gary
and about me needing a new roommate.  He told me he was not
happy with his roommate. We both came to the same idea.
"Let's room together."  We shook hands and it was done.  The
spring term ended and it was summer time.

Steve had a job at a retail shop and I got my old job back
at the Best Western Motel.  I did room service and acted as
a check in guy.  The work had long hours and I worked for
tips.  In was the end of July already when Steve called.  He
had won two tickets to the local water park and wanted me to
go.  I was so tired of working and needed to have some fun;
I jumped at the chance.  He came by after getting off work
and picked me up.  When we got to the park, we were assigned
a locker. I followed Steve like a puppy and found an empty
spot. I was very curious about what he looked like naked. We
taken off our pants and he had on red boxers. He pulled down
his underpants and I got my first view of a hot looking ass.
I could see that he had a great body. His dick and balls
were perfect. He acted like he had changed in front guys a
thousand times.

I was sitting on the bench butt naked and I had trouble with
my dick wanting to grow hard. I stared at his cock and it
was big even while soft. His penis pounced from side to side
and I thought I saw it expand.  He really was a natural
blond.  Nice bush around the base and a low hanging ball
sack. I wanted to reach out and touch him. When he bent over
to step into his swimsuit, I could see clearly the nice soft
hair leading down to his butt crack. His skin was pale and
smooth. His ass was two perfect round mounds of firm flesh.
I had a total erection; and I forced myself not to reach out
and touch him.  I needed to leave; I pulled on my swimsuit
and said to him I wait for you outside. I found a spot by
the side of the pool house. I pushed my hand into my trunks
and put my dick between my legs and waited.  Steve found me
there and asked "You feeling alright".  I could not answer,
but turned my head around and shook my head yes. "You go
ahead and I will be there in a minute."  We had fun horsing
around and playing.  I got to build more ideas for my night
dreams. When I jacked off, I would see his face; his hair
wet and matted down the side of his neck; his smile; those
hot red lips; perfect white teeth; and those wet trunks
hanging over his package and firm smooth bubble ass.

All too soon, school starts.  Steve and I planned a few
classes together. We became good friends and study partners.
He would smile at me and laugh out loud.  I am a happy
little gay boy. Plus at shower time, I got a free show from
my blond god.  If no one else was there, he let me wash his
back.  I was really feeling comfortable around him. He would
show off in nothing but a towel and his dick would be
clearly visible.  He dress and undress in front me without
even a glance my way. Sometimes he would pounce and a
wrestling match would start. He would always win being the
stronger. I liked it very much having him straddle me and
forcing me to say he was the best.  We would go everywhere
together, rode bicycles around the country side.  I made
many trips out to the lake park and beat my meat.  When I
had my cock in my hand, Steve's image would become clear and
I would make love with him.

It was late fall and most guys would sign up for the intra-
dorm touch football.  I had no real interest; but, Steve did
and he signed both of our names. I was stuck without even
knowing it.  The first few games went well. I could run and
catch a football.  Steve, of course, was a star and took
chances.  During one of the games it happened, he got hurt.
He was running full out and was hit from the side making him
fall hard.  I went over to check on him. He had pulled a
muscle and was bleeding.  The boy was tearing up and his
eyes were blood red.  I got him to his feet and put his arm
over my shoulder. Back in the room, I helped him get his
shirt off.  There was a big bloody scrape.  I could tell his
back was twisted.  I asked him how bad it hurt.

"Not to bad, it just stings."  I got the first aid kit and
cleaned him up.  At least the skin was not broken.  He was
lying on his stomach. I was thinking what else I can do.
"Steve, I am going to massage your back? It would help with
that back muscle."  He said that would be really great.  I
got some body oil and sat beside him.  I poured some in my
palm and started rubbing his shoulders. Slowly working down
his back, I felt the tightness. I worked it slow, deep and
steady. I have never seen a muscle group actually jerk. He
completely relaxed.  I continued because I did not want to
stop and I felt the intensity flowing from him. I wanted to
bond with Steve in a loving and satisfying way. I rubbed his
neck and sides. I pushed my hand up the back of his neck and
massage behind his ears.

My head was spinning thinking about what I was doing.   I
took off his shoes and socks. I rubbed his feet and found he
loves that. I also worked his calves and thighs. He was
making little moaning sounds. He pulled a pillow under his
head, buried his face and tore at the sides. I was getting
bolder and hotter.  I asked Steve to roll over so I could
rub his temples and chest. Plus, I really wanted to see his
package within those shorts.  But Steve said no, he could
not roll over. "Why? Are you hurting that badly?"  I was
very concerned. I was thinking I had to do something for
him. I reached for the phone to call the campus medical
number. As I was dialing, Steve reaches over; and takes my
hand and puts the telephone receiver down.

His eyes had become wet and red with tears. "Joey, promise
me you will not hate me. Please ."  I replied that he could
tell me anything. My heart started aching and I wanted to
take him my arms.  He said very softly "I can't turn over
because it is embarrassing. I did not want you to know."
Steve sat up, started trembling and wrapped his arms around
my neck; taking me my surprise.  "Joey, I think I am queer
and I wanted to tell you for a long time now. But, I was so
worried you would .."  I stopped him and pushed him back so
that I could see his face.  I placed my hand behind his
neck, pulled him forward and I kissed him. I was overcome
with desire. His lips were salty from the tears rolling down
his cheeks. He felt warm and soft. As we kissed, he parted
his lips. I pushed my tongue into his mouth. I was on fire.
I felt the softness of his mouth.  He fell backwards pulling
me down.

We lay there kissing with me on top of him. Steve had his
hand on back of my head and a section of my hair firmly in
his grasp.  We were getting very wet with sweat and our
kissing became aggressive.  I had to pull back to take in
air.  When I looked at his face and his beautiful hazel
eyes, they had changed. There was a total lack of sadness
and new lust was there.  He looked so innocence and sweet.
I ran my hand down his cheek wiping the wetness that had
formed. Steve pulled my head back to his face and turned it
so that my ear was at his lips. I closed my eyes and heard
him say "Do it".  I popped my eyes open; and looked at him
as if he was a new toy and this was my first time to play
with it.

He had a great looking chest; and it was very compact and
solid.  His nipples were dark compared to his light colored
skin. They were set like jewels on a well defined muscle
group. The center skin tags were full and it was easy to see
how hard they had become. Steve had a fine blond hair trail
that lead down to the top of his waist band. He was lying
there with his eyes closed and his muscular chest was barely
moving. I start rubbing his nipples and they drew upright.
Steve opened his mouth and starting gasping for air. I
kissed and licked his nipples one by one.  I placed my hand
to his golden skin and squeezed.  The smell of his arm pits
was intoxicating. I pushed my face into his underarm and
softy kissed his skin.

Steve had gotten a large erection and the outline of his
penis was clearly visible.  The cloth of the shorts had
pushed up which opened the way for my hand to slip inside
his briefs. I felt his soft hair. He was hot and wet. My
fingers reached his shaft. His dick was like a steel pole
with a soft rubber coating. When I touched his penis for the
first time, he grabbed my shoulders, his fingers dug into my
flesh, he pushed me downward and cried out the words
"Please, do it!"  I was going crazy with lust. So I moved
between his legs and placed my hands on the sides of his
shorts. I pulled them down, off his hips and over his legs.
His dick was so hard that it was hung in the pouch of his
briefs. There was a large visible wet spot at the end of his
cock. I stared at his dick and the length of it as it
stretched the cloth. I ran my fingers down the shaft and let
them rest on his balls. I was becoming dizzy. Steve had
risen up and was going to pull off his briefs. He had gotten
far enough to expose the sides of his butt cheeks. He looked
like he was going to be sick. I bent over and kiss him firm
and hard. I forced him back down and his head hit the
pillow. I could see the veins in the side of his neck
pounding. I took his arms and threw them back over his head.

I pushed his head sidewise and I started kissing his neck.
My lips felt the blood rapidly pumping just under his skin.
I could taste the sweat and salt. I slowly moved downward to
his nipple.  I bit the skin tag and he starting moaning out
loud. He was rotating his body upwards and pushing his chest
into my face.
He grabbed the back of my hair and tried to push me down to
his crotch.  I resisted and took my time biting him and
giving him butterfly kisses. His grip became stronger and I
felt the pain from him pulling my hair. I gave in to his
desire and moved my face towards the final goal.  When I got
to his belly button, I placed my tongue deep inside the
hole.  Steve went totally stiff and it was like he was
frozen in time. Once I finished licking him, he released my
hair; and took both his hands and placed them on the side of
my temples. I looked into his eyes and they were gazed. His
mouth was moving but no words were being formed. I knew it
was time to continue.

I felt his dick jerking beneath me. The wet spot had grown
and I could smell was manhood.  I wanted to take all of him.
I wanted to feel him inside my mouth. I moved my face close
to his crotch. His dick was standing straight up and his
balls had contracted. The pouch of the briefs still covered
the hidden treasure.  I took my hands up to his sides and
ran them downward while softly rubbing him. I finished by
placing them at his waist band. I slowly started pulling the
briefs from under his butt. Finally, I placed my mouth on
the pouch his briefs and over his dick. I was going to tease
him by biting him through the briefs.  At that moment, he
lifted his hips off the bed, pushed my head down, holds his
breath and explodes inside his briefs. I misjudged the
timing.  I can taste the salty sweet mixture pouring out of
him. His cock was doing a dance inside my mouth. Steve held
my head firmly in place and I sucked all I could through the
cotton.

Once he came down from his private space, I pulled off his
briefs. They had become completely soaked with my spit and
his sperm. I threw them onto the floor. As I lowered my head
over him, the smell of fresh yeast bread hit my nose.  I
took his soft dick, placed it back into my mouth and start
sucking. I could taste all his flavors.  He reacts by
totally going rigid and not moving a muscle. His dick grew
and I found it hard to keep all of it in my mouth.  I felt
more sperm flowing from him. I cleaned him up good, but he
was still sticky.  So, I got a warm wash cloth and finished
the job.  I took notice of his harden penis, the soft golden
bush and those perfect egg shaped nuts. As I recall he
measured out with an 8" cut dick. I ran my hands down his
belly and played with his dick. I did not want this
experience to end.

Steve opened his eyes and we just stared at each other.
Steve sat up and gave me a hug. The kind of hug that was
bonding, friendly and gentle.  I start rubbing his back and
it was hot with sweat. I let my hands play with the matted
hair that lead to his butt crack.  He pulled my face to his
and pushed his tongue into my mouth. He was massaging my
neck, sides and back. I let his hand squeeze the inside of
my thigh and move to my package. He flexed his fingers over
my dick and balls. I really started getting hot. The heat
inside my shirt was becoming unbearable.  He removed the
edge of my shirt from my pants and pulled it off of me.  As
our bare chests push together, I could swear sparks flew
between us. I know I am sunk and would let him do whatever
he wanted.

He placed his lips on my nipple and kissed. This made me
shiver and I raised my chest higher. I grabbed his head
pushed him hard against my skin.  He took his teeth and tore
into my flesh. It felt like he was going to break my skin
and draw blood.  I heard myself reacting by wailing "Oh
fuck".  Steve put his arms around my waist and pushed me to
the side, pulled me to the middle and rolled me over. As my
face hit his pillow, I felt the heat and wetness from where
he had been. Steve pinned my legs together and straddled my
butt. I felt his hot dick in the small of my bare back. I
started to feel some fear rising inside of me thinking about
what was going to happen.  Steve went into hi gear kissing
my back and neck. He bit me hard on the top of my shoulder.
He moved down my back biting where he could find lose skin.
When he reached my waist band, he stopped and grabbed my
pants.  Before I knew what was happening, he had roughly
pulled my pants and briefs completely off me. He did this
like he was in a race. I am naked except for my socks. He
pushed my legs apart and got between them.  I felt his naked
legs push up against mine. He put his hands under my hips
and lifted me onto his thighs.  My butt crack was separated
and my ass exposed. Something inside me was breaking apart
and I felt totally vulnerable.

Steve placed his hands on my ass cheeks and pulled them even
farther apart. I felt his hot breath blowing on my hole.  He
spit on my ass and I felt the water trailing down my crack.
He bent forward and pushed his face into my valley.  He used
his tongue to stir me into a state of dream land. Using his
fingers, he pushed them inside my entrance and pulled the
skin of my ass hole even wider. He tried to get as deep as
he could. He continued to push his tongue inside. Steve
pulled back his head, but I did not want him stop.  I turned
to see what his going to do.

Steve slapped my ass cheeks and I feltthe sting of his hand
print. This hit me like an electric shock. My ass was
becoming red hot.   Steve pulled my hips back and upwards
making me get on my knees. Steve put his fingers into his
mouth and then rubbed the slippery spit around my hole. He
made small circles and spread the opening wider.  I was
going crazy with lust and pushed my ass backwards to meet
his advances. After he got me totally wet, he inserted one
finger as far as he could. He pushed hard and wiggled his
finger inside my ass. He pushed two fingers in me. I feltthe
inside of my ass expand. He reached around my thigh, ran his
hand to my balls. He grabbed them and squeezed. I jerked in
pain but I did not care. He took my dick and wrapped his
fingers around my shaft. I was so hard that my dick had
become like granite. The pre-cum was flowing from inside me.
This made his hand slip over my skin. He started a
combination of finger fucking and jacking my dick. He
started slowly at first and then picked up speed. He was
feeling the smooth inside wall of my ass and rotating his
fingers just to make me moan. Steve rose up and placed his
hips against my ass. I felthis hard dick under my ass and
touching the backside of my balls.  He took his shaft in his
hand a pulled it up my ass crack. He played with my ass hole
with his dick head.  I wanted to cry out "Fuck me", but I
did not do it.  I bit my lower lip while feeling the pain
and pleasure.

 He pushed the tip his cock head into my hole and rotated
his shaft. I could not last long at that rate.  I tell him I
am going to cum.  He mumbles "OK", pulled his dick out,
pushed me over and onto my back.  He grabbed my hips and
dragged me to the middle of the bed. He took my legs, pulled
them up over his chest and spread them wide. I wanted him to
fuck me, to feel his dick inside me and have him ejaculate.
But he had other plans; he ran his fingers down the inside
of my legs.  He took my balls and cupped them.  He played
with my nuts feeling them one by one. Next, he took hold of
my knees and pushed my legs up to my chest. He told me to
place my arms behind them. This made my ass pull up off the
bed. He reinserted his fingers of his hand into my open hole
pushing hard and deep. Steve reached between my legs with
his other hand and forced my penis back to his face. He
placed his mouth on me and starting sucking. The feeling was
so awesome I started to tremble.  I began to stiffen even
more and I knew I was really getting close, I recognized
what all the signs that were racing through my body. I felt
my sperm fill his mouth with warm liquid. My load was huge
and the organism was intense.

With my cock deep inside his mouth, he swallowed spunk
without stopping.  He continued until I could not take it
anymore and I pulled his mouth off me. I let my legs fall to
each side of him. My ass was lying on top of Steve's thighs
as he sat back on his heels. His hard dick was resting
between legs and was rubbing the soft area below my balls.
Because of the sweat, there was not a dry spot on either of
us. He was running his hands up my chest. Steve was watching
me and had the look of cat that caught a mouse. As I go
limp, I wanted to get up and wash. But he pushed me back and
climbed onto my chest pinning my arms with his knees and
starts beating his meat. His ball sack was hitting my chin
and his dick was above my face. I opened my mouth and let
his balls fall into my mouth.  All I could see was a flash
of galvanizing light and hand movement.  He shifted his hips
backwards causing his balls to pop from my lips. He grabbed
the back of my head and pulled my face upwards.

His body became frozen, his head was back, his eyes were
closed, the fingers of his hand were digging into the back
of my head, there was a deep groan building and I waited
while looking at the crown of his manhood. It started: his
spunk was in my hair, up my nose, on my lips and covering my
face.  The gooey stuff was running down my cheek and onto
the pillow. I felt the stinging in my eyes.  I try to resist
him but he pushed his dick inside my mouth, passed my teeth
and pumps more. It felt like it was hot enough to burn. He
pushed his entire length down my throat. I tasted his sperm
and it had become bitter. His public hair was pressed
against my nose and his balls are on my chin. He held me
tight and I felt him collapse on my face.  Finally he had
finished, I looked into his eyes and they are totally blank.
I wanted to kiss him and at the same time punch him in the
nose.  As I was thinking, Steve slides down my chest pulling
his soft dick from my mouth. He took his hand and put it
behind my neck and shoulders; and pulls me gently forward.
There was liquid dripping from chin hitting my chest.  I
have tears in my eyes from the reaction to his sperm. We
kissed each other and let our tongues taste the spunk that
covered me.

Steve took my briefs and tried to wipe up the mess. But I
took the underwear from him and finished the job. I tossed
the dirty briefs on the floor and they landed on top his.
Steve turned me over on my side and took me in his arms. I
felt safe and secure. He pulled the sheet up and arranged
the blanket.  We both held each other quietly. Both of us
were caught up in our own thoughts. Sleep came quickly. In
the morning we hit shower and went to breakfast, but we did
not talk about what happened.  He could not look at me
directly in the eyes.  I did not know what to do about what
happen. I needed to fix it. To say something that would make
this sad feeling go away.

The day was a normal classroom schedule. When I got back to
the room, Steve had pushed the two twin beds together and
had gotten a foam mattress pad to fit.  He had made the bed
and our covers were pulled back waiting to be used. He was
standing behind me and placed his arms around my waist. He
placed his head next to mine and kissed my neck. He pulled
me back and held me tight against his body. I just wanted to
melt into that man. Steve and I slept together for 3 years.
Our sex was always good and he would generally start the
love making. I did teach him to be gentler with me. We never
did get around to having full intercourse. I know I fell in
love with him, but he did not feel the same way about me. He
once told me "sex is sex and love is love".

It was a bit of shock when I got a wedding invitation from
Steve. I did go to support him and my hopes for us
disappeared with the cake.  But my love life changed when I
got out of school, went to work and met Tommy.  He was my
first true love that loved me back.

This is my third story about my travels through life.  I
will be telling more as time goes on.  Turning 30 has gotten
me to thinking about things and I want to share some it with
others.