Date: Fri, 27 Jun 2003 09:28:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ragin Cajun <ragincajun1987@yahoo.com>
Subject: Fun on the Bayou, Part 7

This story contains graphic language and details of homosexual acts and
drug use.  If you are offended by such activities or if you are underage,
please read no further.

This is one of a several chapters about my sexual exploits in college
during the mid 1980's.  These stories are true, but please keep in mind
that most of the sexual activities noted occurred between close long-term
friends that had no possibility of being exposed to AIDS at that time.
Now, safe sex is not an option, it is a requirement.

Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent.

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KENNY

One day while I was sitting around watching my soaps, there was a knock on
the door. When I answered it, I was surprised to see Kenny standing there
because he hadn't been around in a while.

Kenny was also from our hometown, but he was a year ahead of Carl and I. He
had a high school sweetheart, who was also a friend of ours, and they were
planning on getting married after he graduated in May. Kenny was what you
could call a mentor to both Carl and me. When we started as freshmen at
LSU, he showed us around the campus, informed us about the best and worst
professors and classes, and told us about all the hotspots and places to
avoid. During the first year, almost all of the freshman class from my high
school was at Kenny's place for one reason or another. Kenny is not what
many would consider drop-dead gorgeous, but he is extremely cute in a
preppy sort of way. He is 6'4," 175 lbs., brown hair, and green eyes.  His
body is mainly smooth with only a minimal amount of hair on his chest and
lower body.

"Hey man, what's going on?" I asked.

"God, my girlfriend is driving me crazy about the wedding.  We just had a
huge fight and I needed to get away for a while." He said.

"Maybe a few tokes will calm your nerves."

He smiled and said, "You must have read my mind, but I may need a whole
fucking crop to get over this shit."

Kenny came into the living room and sat on the couch.  I got the bong out
of my room, sat down next to him, and started loading it up. Between the
two of us, we must have had five hits each and were feeling no pain. As we
sat there watching the world turn by the guiding light in the capitol
(remember that show, it was so good!!!), we talked about nothing in
particular.  Eventually, Kenny began to get antsy though.

"Not that I don't enjoy your company, but do you know when Carl will be
back?"  Kenny asked.

"He has a three hour lab that started at noon, and then he has a meeting
for a group project that is due next week.  I really don't expect him home
until later this evening."

When Kenny heard this, he became extremely agitated.

"If something really bothering you, I'm more than willing to help?  I know
I'm not as close to you as Carl, but if you need anything."

"Thanks, man, but I think only Carl can help me.  I don't want to bother
you."

"Well, whatever.  If you want to talk, I'm open.  Do you want something to
drink?"

"Yeah, do you have any liquor?"

"Is the pope Catholic?  What do you think?"

Laughing lightly, Kenny said, "I'll take anything you've got handy."

I went to the kitchen and got each of us a 7&7, and when I returned, I
reiterated that I could help himany time that Carl wasn't available. We
went back to watching television, and after chatting for a while he finally
began to open up.

"God, I'm so horny and frustrated.  I've been cut off until after the
wedding, like her cherry would grow back or something, and we haven't had
sex in almost two months."

Finally, I realized why Kenny was looking for Carl: Kenny was another one
of those guys that Carl "helped out". (See the dangers of drug abuse. This
is your brain ...)

I then surprised Kenny by saying, "Carl and I have been helping each other
out for quite some time. If that's the reason you dropped by, I would have
no problem helping you too."

Kenny smiled like the Cheshire Cat and said, "I really need to get off
bad. I haven't cum in nearly a month because I've been waiting for her to
cave."

"What do you want to do?"

"Head would be great!!  I'll get you off too."

"Well strip and lay back on the couch.  I'll take care of you."

Kenny was an extremely slender guy, so when he took off his shirt and
shorts, I was not surprised to see the slight demarcation in his ribs and a
lack of muscle definition; but when he removed his underwear, I was in for
the shock of my life.  Kenny has a 9" long, 5.5" thick, cut dick with two
huge lemon shaped balls. (Now, you know why I didn't tell you his dick size
earlier!)

He sat on the couch with his legs spread, and after I removed my clothes, I
knelt between his legs and began to lick around his head and up and down
his shaft to lubricate it. He tasted awesome, and you could just smell the
sperm built up in his nuts. After I had dribbled enough spit over his dick
and balls to drown someone, I began my descent on his pole.

At first, I could only get about three-quarters of the way down, but after
a few minutes of trying to relax my throat, I was able to stick my nose in
his pubes.

"Fuck, that feels awesome!  I've never had anyone who could do that
before." He said excitedly through gritted teeth.

After I had bobbed up and down on his dick about a dozen times, Kenny
realized that he could face-fuck me, so he grabbed me by the head, stood up
and began ramming his schlong down my throat. He continued to do this for
about five minutes when he slowed down because he was about to cum.

By this point, I knew that I just had to have that dick up my ass. Instead
of letting him slow down to delay his orgasm, I grabbed his ass cheeks and
caused him to again ram my throat while I increased the speed and suction
on his dick. About a minute after doing this, Kenny began to scream that he
couldn't hold it and he let loose with a torrent of cum in my mouth. I
tried to savor the taste (it was a great tasting wad), but it was just too
much and I had to start swallowing. When he calmed downed, Kenny slumped
down on the sofa and stared at me with the most dazed look on his face.

"Fuck, that was the best blowjob I ever had!" he said.

"Well, I've been having a lot of practice lately."

"I can tell, but why did you make me cum so quick? I really wanted to hold
off."

"Because I want you to fuck me, and I want it to last."

"No shit! You think you can handle it?"

"Yes, I wouldn't want it if I couldn't!"

"I've only fucked a couple of other guys before. It felt great, but I know
I hurt them."

"What? Mike and Dewayne couldn't handle you?"

"What?! One was Mike, but the other one was another dude. How did you
know?"

"How do you think? Come on, let's go to my room!"

Kenny got up from the couch and followed me to my bedroom. I lay on the bed
and asked him to suck me off. Kenny kneeled between my legs and quickly
devoured my cock. While he was sucking me, I reached into the dresser and
got the Vaseline. I asked him to lube me while he sucked me. In no time, he
had three fingers twisting and turning in my ass. The pleasure was so
intense that I soon erupted in him, and he swallowed every drop. When I was
done, he removed his fingers from my ass and placed his head at my
quivering hole. I knew that I wanted it, but I began to get a little scared
because I never had anything this huge in me before. To overcome it, I told
him to take it easy. Kenny slowly inserted his rod in me. At first, it slid
in easily, but when he got to the last couple of inches, I started feeling
it. I told him to slow down and to ease in until he bottomed out. After
another couple of minutes, I felt his pubes and huge balls against my
crack. I told him to hold it there until I got used to it. When I didn't
feel the "painful" stretching any longer, I told him to move in and out
slowly. As he picked up speed, I could feel my prostate getting the best
massage ever.

"Come on fuck me, Kenny. This ass is all yours!" I screamed.

Kenny then began to pound me into the mattress. I loved it so much that my
dick was as hard as it had ever been. After 10 minutes, sweat was pouring
off both of us, but he kept at it. Finally, after being fucked for nearly
20 minutes, Kenny began to tense up, and I knew he was close. I began to
quickly jerk my crank, and in no time, I blew cum all the way up to my
face. This triggered Kenny, and he blew another huge load in me.

Afterward, we lay next to each other.

"Shit, I never knew you could cum like that while getting fucked." Kenny
said in amazement.

"Well, don't be upset, but I'm gay.  I've been with several guys over the
past year, but their dicks were nothing like yours."

While we continued to talk about my sexual discovery and his lack of sex, I
kept fondling his dick and felt it starting to stir again. He asked if it
was all right to fuck me again, and of course I said yes. He blew another
wad in me 30 minutes later, after he had totally fucked me raw and made me
cum twice more.

Thank God, Carl didn't come in until after midnight, and he was too tired
to even think about getting off.

TO BE CONTINUED

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