Date: Sat, 10 May 2014 05:25:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: e_bacrot@yahoo.com
Subject: Freshman Justin

This is a true story that happened in college. Consentual sex between two
adults. I am married now with kids but looking back on some experiences in
college makes me want to write them down and share them, enjoy.

   Hi, my name is Brandon, I'm 35 now and this happened when I was a senior
in college when I was 21.  It was my senior year at a college in
Massachusetts as an engineering major, and I was still living in the dorms.
Most upper classmen had moved off campus or to frat houses, or the senior
living areas on campus.  I preferred staying in the dorms for a couple
reasons.  First, I had a single room, so I had a lot of privacy; although
the room was small, it was still just me in it.  Second, as someone who was
bi, it allowed me to check out the new freshmen moving in (guys and girls)
and see if I could get some action on the side.  I had a steady girlfriend
at the time, but still messed around with others, I don't think she knew I
was bi or if I messed around, but she would wonder on occasion where I was
and why I couldn't be with her.  Don't get me wrong, I wasn't banging guys
or girls left and right, but sometimes I just couldn't be reached and she
kinda wondered why.  I always said I was studying.  So about me, at the
time I was about 6 feet and 185 pounds. I had a small blond chin beard.
I'm mostly swedish and a little italian for background, so a buzzed dirty
blond hair cut and light green eyes.  Yes my facial hair came in blond
while my hair was a little darker.  My dick is good sized, not huge, 7
inches cut and decent girth. No one has ever complained, guy or girl.  I
was an athlete and played hockey for the school.  Nothing serious, we were
division 3 and it was more of a hobby than a gateway to the NHL.  Either
way, it kept me in good shape and I loved the game.

    The dorm was set up with 5 shared rooms (2 people) and two single rooms
for each suite.  The room across from mine was a shared room and the new
freshmen were moving in today to begin the year.  The guys moving into our
suite were, so far, young and pretty hot, but were as I observed totally
straight, and each one asked me what the fuck was I still doing in the
dorms.  I made up the usually excuses and they were happy that they had
someone to buy beer and booze for them in the suite.  The first guy who
moved across from me was a little taller than me, good looking, almost
mocha colored skin I would say, and said we are gonna have the best times
together.  His name was Ben, but he is not the center of this story, we
never fooled around because he was extremely straight (I think).  You never
know though, looking back most of the guys who were super straight seemed
to be hiding something.  We did become good friends and did have bro time
fun togther. I asked him where his roommate was and he said he had no idea,
all he knew was that his name was Justin and he was a computer science
major, they had never met.  Always loved the name Justin (still do), and
being a comp science major, we would have sorta similar majors - I hoped he
was gonna be hot and someone close by that I could fool around with.

   It was afternoon and now everyone had gone off to lunch or toured the
campus or whatever, I didn't care.  I was busy playing NHL 99 on my
computer with my door open waiting to see who/when the other roommate was
going to move in across the hall. Most kids were moved in during the early
hours, but still no sign of Justin.  As I was paying close attention to the
game I heard a small knock on the side of my open door, I paused the game
and turned to my right to see who I assumed was Justin.  About 5'5" or 5'6"
with shoes on, maybe 120 pounds soaking wet.  His face was amazing to look
at, short cut dark brown hair, big brown eyes behind small framed
glasses. Tough to describe but you know it when you see it kinda thing. He
had full lips and a decent made out stature for his small sized frame.
What I mean is he was skinny and small, but he wore it well I guess.

Justin: Yo man, whats up, you gonna be my suitemate?  Me: Yea Justin: Cool
bro, I ummm, I guess I'll see you around.  Oh btw, I sell weed so if you
need a connection, Im right next door.  Me: I don't smoke, I play hockey.
Justin: Oh word, cool cool, well, you playing NHL 99?  Me: Yea Justin:
Sweet...word, well I'll be movin in for the next hour or so, so let me know
if you need me for anything. (His way of asking for my help) Me: Will do.

   Now I know what you are thinking.  I am being heartless and mean to this
kid.  But he has to learn the ways like I did.  The thug fronting was
obviously fake.  He was a small skinny white kid (although cute) who thinks
he had to put on this show to prove how tough he was to a senior. The
selling weed thing I seriously doubted, but he probably thought it was a
way to gain my trust and admiration.  And to be honest I did smoke on
occasion, but I don't give that info up to someone when I first meet them.
So I kept playing my game, occasionally looking to my right and checking up
on him.  Our eyes met and he was having trouble moving one of the dressers
to a new spot.  He had the look of a deer in the headlights going.

Me: You need any help?  Justin: Yea that would cool bro.

    I paused the game and walked the 8 feet away into his room.  He had
grateful dead and bob marley posters up on his side of the room and his
mini fridge was already set up.  So I thought, maybe he doesn't sell weed,
but I was pretty sure he loved to smoke it.  The furniture on Ben's side
was set so it cut the room in half, and he had to do the same with his
heavy wood furniture to match.  Ben did this because he thought he would be
getting a lot of girls his freshman year (and he did) and wanted a little
privacy while banging them.  I helped him put things into place, and he
commented on how strong I was.  I said it was my viking heritage, when I'm
not raping and pillaging, I lift giant rocks over my head for exercise.  He
laughed and said:

Justin: You must work out a ton yo.  Me: 3 times a week, but the gym is
boring, so its usually playing pickup blade hockey in the offseason when it
is warm.  Justin: yea cool cool, you a b's fan? (Bruins) Me: Yea Justin:
Sweet, me too!, So...whats your major?

I told him

Justin: Oh shit, Im a comp sci major, we are almost the same major, I bet
we will take some classes together.  Me: I've taken all the lower
requirements, Im a senior and probably won't be in any of your classes.
Justin: Woah, you kidding? You look 18!  I thought you were a freshman like
me man.  Me: Nope, just turned 21.  Justin: ahh dope dude, you can get me
beer and shit!

   I decided to take a chance on him right there. I didn't like the thug
fronting (I would take care of that later), but he had a really weird type
of hotness about him.  Not drop dead amazing hot, but he was just the type
of kid I was after to maybe get a steady suck/fuck friend from. Again, hard
to describe but really really nice face and all around look.  The kind of
kid a girl would walk by and ignore because of his size and glasses, but a
guy who is bi-sexual looking for a fuck bud would snatch him up in second.

Me: Well you seem like you are almost done here moving in.  Justin: Yea,
just gotta go downstairs to say goodbye to the rents and finish unpackin
shit.  Me: Have you already had lunch?  Justin: Yea, rents took me to lunch
before I moved in.  Me: Ok cool, well I have some vodka in my mini fridge
and if you wanna have a few drinks and play some PC hockey with me, come on
over.  Justin: For real! Shit yea man, I never thought my first day here
would be this dope....woah thanks.  Me: No problem, my door will be open so
you don't need to knock on an open door in the future.  Justin: Cool Cool,
I'm trying to learn how things work.

   So after he was finished doing his thing, he slowly walked across the
hall into my room, standing at the entrance.  He probably thought he needed
permission to enter because I was so fixed on the game I was playing.  I
told him to come in and sit on the bed, it was the 3rd period with 2 mins
to go, I was almost done playing.  He came in slowly, looking around, sat
down and didn't say anything.  He most likely thought if he spoke he would
distract me while I was playing.  Game ended I closed it and turned around.

Me: Close the door, grab two cups, ice, vodka, and some orange juice in the
fridge.  Justin: uhh, I don't know how much to put to make a drink.  Me:
Ok, I'll make them.

My back was to him, so he couldn't tell I put way more vodka in his drink.
And no, this was not to get him drunk to rape him or anything.  I needed
him to loosen up so I could have a talk.  He started drinking, we were
talking about where he was from and what he wanted to do.  Watching TV and
we played some video games.  Slowly, the thug talk wore down and as he was
getting a little drunk he started talking normal.

Me: So you don't thug talk all the time do you?  Justin: What do you mean?
Me: You have had a few drinks and you are talking normal now, were you
fronting earlier to try and get respect?  Justin: Yes...  Me: You don't
need to do that around me. And your roomate Ben would have seen right
through you like I did dude.  Justin: I just needed something, I was picked
on in highschool for being a stoner and being small.  Me: This is college
it's a little different, if people pick on you, let me know.  Justin:
Thanks.

   It was getting dark, and close to 10pm.  He looked like he was about to
pass out on my bed.  I told him to go back to his room and sleep it off,
and we will go tour the campus together after breakfast tomorrow.  He
thanked me too much (sorta because he was shitfaced) and it looked like he
almost wanted to come over and hug me, but I put my hand out and we shook
hands.  I could have taken advantage of him, but I don't work that way.  I
am definetly masculine, and in a relationship with a guy, I was a total
top, but I don't dig the authoritarian aspect of it.  I wanted to be his
friend, and maybe if something happens, then it is a bonus.  I had a hunch
he had never had any sex with a guy or girl in his life and he might be
confused.  He wasn't openly gay or anything, and didn't give off any signs
that he might be.  But he was vulnerable and needed a friend, I would not
take advantage of that, but give him the option to explore if he wanted to
with me.

   School doesn't start for a week after freshmen move in, so we had plenty
of time to hang out and chill.  Ben and Justin got along well enough,
partly because I told Ben to lay off him and let him adjust to his new
surroundings.  Ben had the aura around him that he had been in college for
years and knew exactly what to expect, Justin was still a scared bunny,
coming from years of torment in highschool.  Ben had an understanding with
me, he might have been taller, but he wasn't as built up as me, and plus I
had a hockey team behind me if any shit went down between us.  I kind of
opened him up a little too, moved him away from the tough guy attitude and
we did become friends.  Back to Justin.  We had the tour, we ate our meals
together, just to show other people on campus that he was cool with me
would help him out.  Freshmen moved in on sunday, and this was now
thursday.  Classes would start on the following monday.  He seemed a little
nervous after lunch and withdrawn.

Me: Whats wrong man?  Justin: I think I might go home for the weekend.  Me:
I know you miss home, and its only 2 hours away, but you need to spend your
first weekend on campus.  Justin: I know, you told me. I miss home.  Me:
Well we are buds now, you can hang with me all weekend dude.  Play Madden
or NHL, whatever.  Drink, chill.  Justin: Ben told me you were going home
for the weekend...  Me: He found a girl and wants you out of the room to
bang her thats all.  Justin: Fucking asshole....  Me: Beds are all the same
here and stackable, if you want, we can move your bed and stack it on mine
for the weekend.  Justin: Really? That would be sweet!  We would be
roommates now!  Me: Just for the weekend....  Justin: I know, you like your
privacy haha.

   I know you want hot steamy sex at this point, and believe me that does
happen.  Be patient, I want to tell the whole story because its important,
not two paragraphs of sex.  This is a true story, and in reality a confused
18 year old kid new to college doesn't unzip your pants in 5 mins.

   So we decided Thursday night we would move him in earlier to my single
room. Ben would have more time to plow his chick and I didn't mind more
time with Justin. So he would be there 4 nights instead of 2.  It started
friday morning, I got up to take a shower and he was still sleeping in the
top bunk.  Took my shower and came back in the room to get dressed.  Im not
modest, and after having a single room for so long, I was used to just
dropping my towel and getting ready nude.  I turned around to grab my
deodarant and saw Justin was awake and watching me.  To my surprise he
didn't look away after being caught and said:

Justin: Woah, your dick is huge! (Benefit of my soft dick being almost the
same size as being hard) Me: Nah not really, a little above average.
Justin: How can you just stand there naked with people around?  I could
never do that!  Me: Years of changing in locker rooms after games, doesn't
matter to me, everyone has a dick.  Justin: I guess so, Im gonna shower
now.

He went to shower and undressed in the shower, modesty was showing.  He
came back I was on the computer watching him through the corner of my eye.
For a skinny kid he had from what I could see, a nice chest (a little
underdeveloped) and legs.  He turned away from me and put his boxers on
under his towel.

Me: You don't have to change like that, we are both guys Justin.  Justin:
I, um, well we are friends now right?  Me: Yea we are buds, dude I let you
move in with me for the weekend.  Justin: I'm not really big down there.
Me: Oh you think Im gonna laugh at your penis size?  Justin: Yea.  Me: I
won't, lemme see it.  I'll judge it for you.  Justin: ....ok.

He dropped the towel, he was about 3 1/2 inches soft, cut.  Not very thick.
I said it was a good size, and some guys don't stop growing until they are
in their 20's.  He seemed to cheer up, and got brave enough to ask me how
big mine was when it was hard.  I said 7 inches.

Justin: Wow, I'm not even 6 inches hard.  Me: Real people don't love a
penis, they love a person.  Don't worry about getting let down by a girl if
they think its small, move on and find someone else.  Justin: Thanks.  Me:
Have you ever had sex Justin?  Justin: No...  Me: You're a good looking
kid, you should have no problem finding a girl.  Justin: I've never even
asked anyone on a date.

Anyone he said, not a girl, but anyone.  hmmm

Justin: Why dont we get wasted tonight, order food, and listen to music in
the room tonight?  Me: Sounds cool to me.

  Did he just ask me on a date?  I wasn't sure, but Justin was really
breaking out of his shell and getting braver with questions.  Thankfully my
girlfriend wouldn't be moving back in until sunday afternoon so I had more
time to get closer with Justin.  Everytime my girlfriend called and we
talked on the phone, it seemed like Justin had a look of jealousy and
comtempt. I knew the classic signs, and at this point, although I loved
girls, I would rather spend time with him.  To be honest my girlfriend was
a weirdo.  Art major, real cute and a good fuck, but just off the wall
crazy.  I hated spending time with her, but loved banging her.  Anyway, the
first week Justin was getting along good, his confidence had grown and he
had met new friends in his own major.  He spent most of his time with me,
but he was venturing out and opening up a little.  Having meals without me
and with people whom he had met was a big step.  He wasn't afraid of his
surroundings anymore.  Him being happy made me happy.

   So friday night arrives, and I decided to get whiskey and coke instead
of our usual vodka.  We ordered pizza and settled in for a chill night
together.  He always insisted that we play on the same team in NHL 99
instead of against each other.  If anyone has ever played the game as a
team would know its really hard, but we got pretty good together, high
5'ing after goals and punching each other in the shoulder when the other
team scored if one of us fucked up.  The night went on, and to be honest we
both got a little sloppy drunk.  More than usual.  I asked him if he found
any cute girls to go after?

Justin: Yea I did find someone.  Me: cool man, who is she?

   This is where it starts.  He just leaned in and kissed me on the lips.
I open my mouth and try to french him, but I don't think he understood.  He
moved back and said he was sorry he fucked up big time.  I think he took my
opening my mouth as not being interested.  He started crying a little, and
would have probably left to go back to his room if his bed wasn't still
here. He just kept saying how he ruined his life and we would never be
friends again.  You know how you are at 18 and make a mistake like this,
you think its the worst thing to ever happen.  He started crying more
sitting on the bed head in his hands.

Me: Whats wrong man?  Justin: I fucked up, I thought you liked me, well in
a way we could....then you..(crying again) Me: I tried to french kiss you
Justin, you are a cool bud to hang with, and if you want to take it
further, I was just showing you I was ok with it.  Justin: wha..what?  You
mean you wanted to make out with me?  Me: yea dude, I'm bi - I like guys
too, I just tried to take it slow with you, I wasn't sure if you were
interested, but now that I know you are, we can take it to that level if
you want man.  Justin: wow, I mean...thats awesome...I didn't....ok..can
we?

   I just leaned in and kissed him, he figured out the french kiss part of
it. We were just kissing and feeling each other through our cloths laying
on the bed for about an hour.  But we were both really drunk and eventually
passed out haha.  I woke up on the floor, probably rolled off in the night.
So saturday morning (barely it was 11am) comes around.  Justin is asleep on
the lower bunk bed.  I wake him up and say "hi".  He smiles and says "hi".

Me: You remember what we did last night?  Justin: Yea Me: You still ok with
it now that we are sober?  Justin: Yea, I have an idea.  Me: What?  Justin:
Lets take a shower together.

   I was happy, I would love to take a shower with him, and its one of my
favorite places to fool around.  One problem, it was 11am and it would be
hard to get us both in the shower without being noticed by suitemates.  The
common bathroom had one small normal shower and one large handicapped
shower.  To get in there together unnoticed would be tough, but I had an
idea.  Only 3 guys in our suite were still there.  The rest went home for
the weekend.  Two of them were out locally for the day getting food and
just exploring the area.  Ben was still across the hall, and his door was
open, he would notice both of us going to the shower together.  I walked
over and gave Ben $20 to go get food for all of us, breakfast was on me.
He was more than happy, and left.  That gave us about 20 mins for a shower.
Justin was no longer modest around me, and knowing no one else was there
walked the 20 feet or so naked to the shower with his towel in hand.  Man
what a hot little ass he had walking behing him.  The shower was awesome.
Nothing huge happened, his dick was about 5 1/2 inches hard and thin.  We
jerked each other a little while washing each other.  Kissing every now and
then, just really hot.  He loved my pecs and 6 pack, started kissing my
nipples as I caressed his head.  I told him, we need to slow down a bit,
Ben will be back with the food.  Justin became a little forceful now:

Justin: We'll dry off, eat, and then we go to your room.  Me: Fine with me,
what are we gonna do in there? :) Justin: I want to have sex (he smiled), I
want to do everything I can with you.

   So we had breakfast with Ben.  The whole time Justin was looking at me
like a hungry animal.  He had finally found confidence and knew what he
wanted....I loved it.  He was hot, I was ready and so was he.  The only
thing I wasn't sure of was if he was ready for what was going to happen.
He had no sexual experience, all he knew was that he wanted to be with me.
He was about to find out.

   Ben had plans, and had to leave after breakfast.  Even though I knew no
one was there, I had to turn the music up loud in my room just in case
people heard us during sex.  I would still be close enough to Justin to
hear him moan, but no one outside would be able to tell what was going on.
Justin now became a bit modest again when we went back to the room.  I took
off my shirt and pants and stood with just my underwear on, he stayed fully
clothed as he started rubbing my chest with one hand and feeling my dick
through the cloth with his other.

Me: Take your clothes off Jus Justin: Im nervous, I might not do it right.
Me: Believe me, you will do everything right, I'll make sure of that!
Justin: :)

   I undressed him and he didnt resist, he still looked nervous.  I lowered
his boxers and immediately went to my knees and took his dick in my mouth.
He tasted great and he lost balance and had to sit on the bed.  His eyes
were closed and he was moaning, I guess he finally found out a mouth is a
little better than his own hand.  He got to full length quick and seemed
like he wouldn't last too long.  I want more than a 3 min blowjob out of
him so I released my mouth and started kissing his chest and nipples.  I
went back down to enveloped his balls.  He tried grabbing for my now hard
dick, but I was too far away.  I wanted to please him first, and if he was
willing he could return the favor. I went back to his dick and bobbed up
and down, my hands rubbing his chest and his balls.  Beautiful balls too,
still hairless and robin sized eggs.  Even though he was 18, I could tell
he hadn't fully developed.  After about another min he said he was cumming.
I of course took his sweet load in my mouth and swallowed.  He laid back on
the bed and almost passed out.

Justin: Fuck Brandon, that was amazing, I can't, I don't even know how to
describe it....  Me: My pleasure, and yours haha Justin: My turn Me: You
look like you are gonna pass out dude, take a rest Justin: No, its my turn
(he said forcefully)

   He got up and we switched places.  He pulled my boxer briefs down and I
was 3/4 hard already from sucking him.  I told him a few times to watch his
teeth, and he was a little rough on my balls with his hands.  Having no
experience though, he did really good.  And it was Justin doing it, so I
didn't care - sex is always better when you have an emotional attachment
with them anyway. He kept his little glasses on while he sucked me off,
which was extremely hot for me.  I lasted longer than he did obviously, and
warned him I was going to cum soon.  You don't have to swallow if you don't
want to...he kept going.  I almost passed out and came.  6 or 7 thick
ropes, he couldn't swallow it all on his first try but he licked my dick
and pubes clean after.  We made out a little after and laid down for a nap.
I woke up first looking over at him, he was smiling in his sleep.  I had to
fuck him I thought, only if he was willing, but I was more into him than
any girl at that point in my life.


Thanks for reading, sorry it was so long but I wanted to try and tell the
whole story of what happened that day.  It does continue and I will write
more soon, but for now thats all.  Thanks, Brandon.