Date: Sat, 26 Oct 2002 03:21:26 -0400
From: Thomas Rea <tommy922@hotmail.com>
Subject: Dave's Place

This is a story about a first time college encounter. Please enjoy it and
feel free to email me with your comments or thoughts about the story.
Thanks, T.

Tommy922@hotmail.com


I was in college at Florida State University and, like most college
students; I was extremely open minded and energetic. I was waiting tables
at night at a local restaurant. I didn't realize until after I had
started working there that almost all of the other waiters were gay. Some
were obvious and others much less so. No one at the restaurant ever
openly propositioned me, although a few hinted and expressed an interest.
Good manners prevented them from anything more. I was totally at ease
with my new friends, in fact, having never known any openly gay men
before I found it an interesting look at a different lifestyle.

As we lived and worked and studied in a major Florida party town we, of
course, attended a number of parties. We jammed to The Doors and the
Talking Heads and drank too much beer, smoked too much weed, and
philosophized the night away as we dreamt of our future careers as
actors, artists, musicians, and lawyers.

It was at one such party that I found myself on a big fluffy couch with
Megan and Dave. Megan was a friend from school and Dave was one of my
fellow waiters and one of the hosts of this party. We were off to
ourselves and talking and laughing and flirting away. Dave's boyfriend
was back home in Tampa for the weekend and I was fast on my way to
getting into Megan's panties. I didn't mind a little harmless flirting
from Dave; after all his man was away and it helped my ego to know that I
was turning on both of my party companions.

Soon everyone else at the party had either passed out or left the living
room. It was somewhere in the neighborhood of three a.m. and we were
getting ready to pack it in ourselves. Dave and I had gotten up to go to
the fridge for one last beer and he assured me that he would make a
speedy exit to one of the bedrooms so I could get busy with Megan. I was
thankful of his courtesy except for one thing...when I returned to the
couch I found that my darling Megan had fallen into a deep, alcohol
induced sleep in my absence.

"Damn", I lamented, "I was hoping to at least get a blowjob tonight."

Before I realized what I had said Dave smirked.

"It's still a possibility", he grinned, "I would never say anything."

We laughed about it and I made a joke about Dave's boyfriend coming back
into town and kicking my ass. He apologized to me about my bad luck and
excused himself to his bedroom. We agreed that whoever awakened first was
duty bound to fire up a pot of strong, black coffee and Dave went to bed.

It was right then and there that the little gay devil appeared on my
shoulder.

You are horny as hell, the devil said.

Everyone is gone or passed out, the devil said.

You have been curious, the devil said.

And finally: No one would ever know, the devil said.

I sat alone in the dark watching the lights of the stereo blink and jump
as a swirl of horny, guilty, excited, curious, scary, drunken thoughts
spun around my brain. Finally, my dick got the best of me and I made my
move. My heart raced as I walked up to Dave's bedroom door. I knocked
quietly.

"Come in," came the muffled reply from inside.

I opened the door and slipped inside. In the darkness I could see Dave
sit up in bed to ask what I had forgotten. The room glowed with the dim
light of a street lamp outside and I could see Dave's naked upper body.
I closed the door carefully and quietly behind me and leaned back against
it.

"What's up, man?" Dave questioned.

Without turning around I reached back and turned the latch that locked
the bedroom door. In the quiet darkness it seemed like the loudest sound
I ever heard.

"Oh shit..." Dave muttered as he realized the purpose of my visit. I tried
to reply, but could only manage to clear my throat.

"Are you sure, bro? I know you've had a few beers and all."

I took in a deep breath and exhaled nervously.

"Do you want me to leave?" I asked. Hoping like hell I hadn't just made
a giant ass out of myself.

"No, no. Not at all", he replied, "I just want you to know there's no
pressure. I mean, I'd love it, but only if you're sure."

"I'm sure", I said as I pushed off the door and walked to the bed.

As I got to the bed he sat up and faced me. He lifted the front of my
shirt and rubbed my stomach and chest. Leaning forward, he kissed me just
above my navel. I placed my hands on his shoulders and rubbed them. God,
they were so firm, I'd never realized. Dave looked up at me with intense
eyes as he began to lick my belly button. I still couldn't believe what
I was doing. Even more unbelievable, I was totally fucking turned on by
this.

Dave pulled open the button fly of my jeans and pulled them down along
with my underwear. With one hand caressing my ass, he grabbed my hard
cock with the other. I pulled my shirt up over my head and tossed it to
the floor. Dave must have been hornier than me, because he didn't waste
any time with formalities. No sooner was my dick exposed to the air I
could

feel him taking the head into his warm, soft mouth. He immediately
matched the rhythm of his mouth with the hand that was stroking me and I
was caught up in the middle of the very best blowjob I had ever had. I
guess it was true that a man knows best what a man wants.

I started to relax and began to grind my hips into Dave's loving mouth
and I wanted to explode as I heard his soft, muffled moans of pleasure as
he sucked me off. When I felt like I couldn't take it anymore, he pulled
me out and rubbed my cock around his face and mouth and then leaned
forward and started sucking on my hairy balls.

He came up for air and directed me to lie on my back on his bed. I kicked
my pants and shoes off the rest of the way and followed his instructions.
He knelt between my legs and started to work me again. It was still
unreal in my mind that my friend and co-worker was on his knees giving me
a blowjob. By now most women I'd been with would have been stopping and
moving on to something else, but Dave was still going strong and
enthusiastic. You could tell that he really enjoyed this.

I was writhing in agonizing pleasure by now. This incredible taboo was
more than I could have ever expected. I was totally lost in a sexual haze
by now and I couldn't hold my self in much longer. Seeming to sense my
urgency, Dave began to bob his head faster and faster and suck harder and
harder. I was now full on fucking his face and fighting to keep from
moaning aloud in pleasure and ecstasy. As we went faster and faster, I
felt my legs and back tense and my breath started coming in gasps. I let
out a soft moan and tried to warn Dave that I was about to cum, but I
couldn't make the words.

I began to erupt into my friend's mouth with wave after wave of hot,
sticky semen. I didn't think I would ever stop, but Dave kept on me
until I had stopped moving and he was milking the last drops from the end
of my cock. I was bathed in sweat and barely able to breathe as I lay on
my back. Dave leaned over the side of the bed and grabbed a t-shirt which
he spit my load into.

He lay on his side next to me as he ran his finger up and down my stomach
and chest and played with my sweat. He was smiling.

"So, what'd you think?" he asked with a pleased look on his face.

"Oh my god", I panted, "that was fucking incredible."

We both lay on our backs next to each other watching the ceiling fan
turn. I still couldn't believe this, but I was totally hot for the
experience.

After a few minutes Dave cautioned me that I'd best get my clothes on
and get out to the living room, lest we pass out and have to explain
leaving the same bedroom in the morning to any early rising partygoers.

"I can't leave yet", I protested," We're not done."

"Jesus Christ", he muttered, "you're ready to go again? What the hell
did you eat last night?"

I sat up on one elbow and faced him.

"I'm not ready to go again", I protested, "It looks like you might be."

With that I reached over and gently grabbed his hard cock and stroked it.
He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"You sure?" he asked.

"Shhhhh...don't say anything else or I might change my mind."

With one hand I continued to stroke his hard cock and I rubbed his chest
with the other. His body was wonderful. Firm and toned with almost no
hair at all. He had a small patch of blond hair near his cock and his
balls were shaved smooth. A few soft hairs around his nipples and that
was it.

All doubt and guilt had vanished from my mind as I looked down at the
hard dick in my hand. Besides a beautiful body, Dave had the most
handsome cock. It was long, probably eight inches, with a nice round
head. I had been able to admire it some when he had first sat up in the
bed, but this was so much better. I just kept stroking it softly and
feeling it's hardness as I watched my hand move up and down its length.
I could feel it get slick as a small bit of pre-cum ran down onto my
hand. I reached up and licked my finger tasting his salty dew.

By now, I could no longer control myself and I leaned down until the head
of his cock was right there. I reached out with the tip of my tongue and
licked his hole tasting his slick juice some more. I kissed it on the
head and slowly opened my mouth and allowed it to slide gently past my
lips. I took him in a little at a time until I felt I would gag and I
pulled out some.

In my mind, I tried to remember every blowjob I'd ever gotten and every
porno I'd ever seen and hope that I'd remember something to help me
with my technique.

Dave helped by grinding his hips into me and gently guiding my head up
and down on his meat. I just sucked and sucked and played with his balls
and hoped I was good. I could feel his hand running up and down my back
and giving my ass a squeeze as I worked him as best I could. I was
relaxing now and really getting into this. Every suppressed fantasy I'd
ever had was coming to the forefront of my mind as I tried to bury all
eight inches into my throat.

I pulled him out of my mouth and, climbing off the bed, I told him to
stand up. He did it and I was on my knees in front of him with my hands
wrapped around his ass pulling him into me. I was taking almost all of
him now and I could smell his pubic sweat as my nose found its way into
his pubic hair. His enthusiasm was building too, as he grabbed me by the
sides of my head and fucked my hungry mouth. I was turned on by the feel
of his balls slapping against my chin and I broke away from his hard
shaft long enough to suck the smooth, shaven stones before returning to
the main event.

His cock seemed even bigger now as it swelled and throbbed in my throat.
I knew that my tonsils would soon be bathed in his hot juice and I hoped
that I wouldn't gag or spit. I felt him humping me harder and faster as
he moved towards climax. His big cock swelled even bigger and I could
taste the first tiny drops beginning to leak. I felt his hand grip
tightly at the hair on the back of my head and I knew there would be no
escape now.

As all his muscles tensed, Dave pulled my head back by the hair and
grabbed his swollen member as it leapt from my mouth.

I could feel his warmth now as ropes of hot, thick cum spewed onto my
neck and chest. He came and came and covered the front of me with his
slick, white love. I could feel it run down my front as he let go of my
hair and milked the last few drops from his softening cock. Free again, I
took him into my mouth and sucked up the last bits as they leaked from
his cock head.

He told me to stay still while he got me a towel. As I wiped myself clean
of his juice he explained since he came a lot he wasn't sure I could
handle it in mouth. Besides, he added, it's kind of gross when you're
not used to it.

I cleaned up and got dressed and went back to the couch to crash next to
Megan. We didn't speak about what happened

for a week or so and, even then, we kind of talked around it. Dave's
boyfriend came back to town and I did eventually hook up with Megan.
After about six months, Dave and I hooked up again. I enjoyed it as much
as I had the first time and we continued to hook up every couple of weeks
or so until we graduated.

Dave and I do stay in touch today and you might wonder if we ever get
together now, but that would be telling.