From: shorts@pacbell.net (shorts)
Subject: I lost my cherry in San Luis Obispo...
Date: Sun, 15 Sep 1996 15:31:15 GMT
Organization: Total Chaos

I don't know about sex in San Luis Obispo nowadays but many
years ago, when I  was an EL student at Cal Poly, I lost my cherry
when I was least  expecting it.  I'll tell you how it happened but
if you don't like  reading about gay sex then you'd better go on to
some other article now. 
 
All this happened before being gay was as tolerable to straights  
as it is today.  I lived on campus in one of the red brick dorms  
up against the hills...I think it was called Fremont Hall.  It was  
a boys-only dorm and on weekends most of the guys were out on  
dates or drinking beer and acting very machoid.   
 
There were only a handful of "us" that didn't follow the same  
agenda.  We were pretty much loners and on weekends we'd usually  
just hang out in the TV room or walk around campus in pairs  
talking about anything and everything.  Many of us had not really  
come to terms with being gay and conversations amongst us mostly  
focused on other people, not ourselves.   
 
Although we never confronted each other with "the question" it was  
pretty much understood that we all were gay or at least "bi" and  
as time went by we sought each other out at campus functions and  
other places where we wanted company in the midst of a plethora of  
straights.  Once in a while there would be talk about guys we were  
sure were balling each other. 
 
One Saturday night I was watching TV when four of my gay friends  
happened through the television room.  They asked me if I wanted  
to go to the airport.  I had no idea why anyone would want to go  
to the airport on Saturday night but I agreed to go just to be  
with the guys.  They had some beer so I figured the night wouldn't  
be a complete bust no matter what.  So I jumped in a car with them  
and we headed out for the San Luis Obispo County Airport. 
 
Now this was 1965 and long before commercial flights used the  
airport.  There was no control tower and only a few rows of small  
planes tied down on the field.  Along a taxi strip next to a  
mechanics shed were some old houses that were left over from years  
before the airport was built.  The whole place was pretty dark at  
night and there was no one around at that isolated part of the  
facility. 
 
As we drove down the dark access road one of my friends said that  
Joshua had some marijuana and we could all get high and stay the  
night if we wanted.  Joshua was a foreign student from Morocco and  
he sometimes hung out with us guys on campus.  I never really knew  
whether he was gay or just wanted some friends to hang out with in  
this country that must have seemed very foreign to him.  It was  
only right then that I realized Joshua lived in one of the  
ramshackle houses along the old taxi strip. 
 
We pulled up along side an old dilapidated two story house.  There  
we some dim lights on inside the house and Joshua was standing in  
the dark on the porch to greet us.  We piled out of the car and  
stood on the porch with Joshua as we popped open beer cans.  One  
of the guys lit a joint without a hint of concern since we were  
obviously all alone in this remote area of the sprawling airport. 
 
I had never paid much attention before but once inside the house I  
noticed what an attractive guy Joshua really was.  He was about  
six feet tall and built like an athlete.  He skin was dark tan but  
glowed like smooth milk chocolate in the dim light of the living  
room.  His body was strong and his pants hugged his waist while  
accentuating the bulge in front which captured my gaze.  He wore a  
tight T-shirt that clung to his upper body and embraced his strong  
biceps. 
 
The old house had very little furniture...an overstuffed sofa and  
easy chair, a couple of dining tables that did double-duty as  
desks, a refrigerator and some old wooden chairs.  Upstairs there  
were three bedrooms, each with a mattress on the floor along with  
crumpled sheets and blankets.  Apparently this was all Joshua  
could afford and this was where he was going to live while getting  
a college education in America. 
 
We all sat around drinking beer and talking.  From time-to-time a  
joint would pass around and we'd share puffs while the night  
ticked slowly by.  There would be long periods when nothing at all  
was said while we sat in the large living room with warm air  
blowing through the open windows. 
 
After about an hour two of my friends said they were going to hit  
the sack and they went upstairs to one of the bedrooms and  
disappeared.  It was only then that I realized we were at Joshua's  
for the night and that the two friends were going upstairs not for  
sleep but for sex.  I felt a little funny about not having figured  
this out before but it was all so obvious now.  The second pair of  
friends I had come with were now on the sofa fondling each other  
and it was only minutes before they too excused themselves to head  
for a bedroom upstairs. 
 
That left Joshua and me alone in the living room.  I wasn't quite  
sure what I'd do with myself for the rest of the night but Joshua  
offered me another beer and I eagerly accepted.  He also lit  
another joint and we both moved to the large sofa to share it.  I  
was getting pretty drunk and pretty stoned but I didn't really  
care 'cause the night was warm and was really turned on by seeing  
my friends pair off for sex in such a casual and matter-of-fact  
way. 
 
I don't know how much time had passed but after a while Joshua  
reached over and pulled me close to him with his strong arms.  He  
placed his lips firmly on mine and I could feel his tongue lapping  
inside my mouth.  Then he pulled my shirt up over my head and  
reached down to unbutton my Levi's.  I was both scared and excited  
at the same time.  He undressed me down to my briefs and then  
stood up to take off his own clothes. 
 
This guy was big all over and in my inebriated state he was  
gorgeous and sexy in a way I had never perceived him before.  He  
looked like a giant bodybuilder with his dark skin glistening and  
his muscles rippling.  He had a thick, long, black cock that hung  
low and slapped against his legs.  I stood up and followed him  
into the back area where a bare mattress was on the floor.  I sat  
down on the mattress and he watched me pull off my briefs.  Then I  
laid naked, face down, on the mattress. 
 
He came over to me, placed his firm hands on my ass and began to  
massage my legs and buttocks.  The more his hands moved over my  
body the more I relaxed and I felt trusting toward Joshua in a way  
that even surprised me.  As he massaged my back and ass he kneeled  
over me on the mattress with his legs straddling my own.  I  
realized he was in exactly the right position to fuck me,  
something no one had ever done before.  But at that moment I  
wanted it more than anything else in the world and I turned my  
head to look into his eyes to convey that desperate message. 
 
Joshua understood the message perfectly.  He reached over and  
grasped a bottle of Vaseline that seemed to appear out of no  
where. He slowly lubed up his cock and played with himself until  
his dick was rock hard.  All the while he looked down at me and  
stared deep into my wanting eyes. 
 
Then he leaned forward and placed his lubed dick between my buns  
and began sliding it back and forth in my ass crack.  Slowly, very  
slowly, he started working it into my ass.  He pushed in just a  
little way and then pulled it back out.  I was so horny I could  
barely stand waiting for more.  I felt him spreading more Vaseline  
in my ass crack and he used two fingers to work some into my  
butthole. 
 
Then his dick was between my buns again...slowly probing into my  
asshole.  He pushed it in further than before, I thought all the  
way, but then after pausing for a moment, he leaned forward and it  
went deep inside me.  I gasped for air as his dick went to depths  
in my ass that I never imagined existed.  He paused for a moment  
and I was sure his colossal cock was all the way inside my ass.   
But then he pushed harder and his big dick moved deeper inside me  
kneading my ass guts as he penetrated bend after bend inside my  
butt.  I squealed with surprise at how deep into me his cock had  
gone.  
 
He stopped for a moment and gently asked me "You want me to fuck  
you don't you?"  I said yes but asked him to pause for a moment to  
let my ass relax around his huge dick.  He waited for a minute or  
two.  Then began to rhythmically thrust his dick in and out of my  
hole.  It felt like my whole butt was getting ripped apart and I  
didn't think I could take it very long.  Then Joshua paused again  
and reached his hand around to my face and told me to sniff deeply  
out of a little bottle he held. 
 
I took a deep whiffs and he began to once again pump my asshole  
with his giant cock. But now I was getting into this and seemingly  
didn't mind the intense sensations I could barely stand a moment  
before.  Just seconds ago I thought I couldn't take anymore but  
now I wanted his dick to punch my ass as hard as he could make it.   
 
He began to fuck me faster, his hands wrapped around my stomach,  
pulling my butt on and off his dick as he thrust into me.  He had  
been on his knees behind the mattress but now he leaned over and  
forced his body against mine, driving his dick its full length  
inside me and I felt his giant balls squeezing into my ass crack  
as his shaft completely crammed its way into my ass.  Joshua  
started to groan and two of my friends from upstairs suddenly  
appeared to watch his body pump the giant rod into my hole. 
 
My friends were jacking off as they witnessed me getting fucked  
for the first time and this big dick withdrawing and then driving  
like a piston it full length back into my hole. He was fucking me  
fast now, and perched above me supported by his arms straight out  
and on his toes.  He fucked harder and yelled "Ahhhhh!" as his cum  
shot inside me.  It felt like I was getting a hot, sticky enema  
and I knew he shot a large load of cum deep inside me.   
 
Then he slowed, withdrew his cock with minuscule movements, and  
sat back on his knees as he had stared at me.  I caught my breath,  
turned over, and looked at the huge dong that had just fucked me  
so hard.  As I laid on my back I started jacking off, looking at  
the big dick on this Moroccan dude, remembering the feeling of it  
deep inside me.   
 
Joshua watched me stroke on my dick and once again pushed the  
little bottle in my face.  I took a deep whiff and knew I was  
close to cumming.  Just as I was ready to shoot my load he leaned  
over me, pushing his now half-hard dick into my mouth.  I sucked  
the remaining cum that dripped from the giant mushroom head as my  
own load shot up against his body.   
 
I was exhausted.  He moved back, getting to his feet.  Then he  
walked away without a word.  I noticed there was a hint of morning  
light starting to come through the window and remembered I was  
still at the SLO County Airport.  My friends had disappeared  
again.  Joshua returned with two beers and as I sat up I could  
feel my ass pounding with sensation from the deep fucking I had  
just received.  I knew it had been abused but I had loved every  
minute.  I also knew this would not be the last time.