Date: Fri, 22 Jun 2012 21:39:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Lucas Brown <lukey_brown1988@yahoo.com>
Subject: Trevor (gay)

       I had been watching him for hours. Watched the way he walked,
listened to the way he talked. I loved how his blue eyes shone when he
laughed. How he smiled, showing a mouth full of pearly white teeth. I
noticed how he ran his hand through his short auburn hair when he talked to
someone he had just met, as if nervous, yet acted in a way that spoke of
confidence. He never boasted, and gave compliments freely. Though he had a
beer in hand, I knew it was only his second in almost two hours. Maybe he
wasn't much of a drinker?  I admired the way he leaned over the pool table,
his movements reminding me of a cat's. All muscle and grace. He wasn't a
bad pool player either.  He wasn't buff, he was lean. His muscles were
perfectly in proportion with his six foot frame. He wore only jeans and a
t-shirt. The jeans fit nicely, showing off his perfectly round ass. The
t-shirt showing off his frame equally well.
        I had seen him shortly after arriving at the party, and was
obsessed immediately.  From overhearing his conversations I had learned his
name was Trevor. He had just started going to school here, apparently he
had taken a year off between high school and college, he was twenty and a
business major. We were at a party my friend's frat was throwing. Lots of
people, lots of alcohol. I normally didn't go to these things but my
roommate, Jay had practically begged me. He and I were the token gay guys
in our dorm hall, and by some strange coincidence we had ended up being
assigned to the same room. Our relationship was strictly platonic, though.
Hitting it off perfectly as friends, and neither of us were interested in
the other sexually. He had this huge crush on one of the fratboys, and
didn't want to be at the party without someone he knew there. I didn't have
any homework, nor anything better to do so I obliged. Man, was I happy I
did.
       I didn't go out much, content with focusing on my studies instead.
As a result I had virtually no sex life. Not that I'm not attractive. I
have blonde hair, hazel eyes, and fair skin. I visit the gym regularly so I
am in shape. Not an ounce of fat on my 5'9" frame. I didn't have much in
the way of body hair either.  Just a little bit in my armpits, and around
my cock. The both of which I keep neatly trimmed. My name is Ryan, and I'm
a sophomore here at the university. Maybe I was feeling the lack of sex
pretty hard that night. The way I had been watching Trevor seemed a little
obsessive, I remember thinking to myself, and after a couple of hours
watching I decided to approach him. The copious amounts of liquid courage I
had downed helped a little as well.
       He had finished his game of pool, and was standing with a group of
people by the pool table. He wasn't talking to anyone around him. Just
sitting there nursing his beer, watching two of the fratboys play a game of
nine ball. Using the opportunity I slipped beside him. Like I was there to
watch the pool game.
       "Hey, I'm Ryan" I said, turning to introduce myself, hand extended.
       "Trevor. Nice to meet you." He replied, shaking my hand. He had a
nice, firm grip. I liked that. I suppose he was eager to have another
person to talk to, as we ended up speaking for a while. We talked about
everything from sports, to video games, to new movies, etc. Turns out we
both had the same favorite football team, and liked the same video games.
We laughed about our different taste in movies. I liked gritty action
movies, he liked comedies. I still couldn't pin down whether he was gay or
not, even after speaking for so long. He wasn't effeminate, but he also
didn't talk about girls. I decided against making a move, however. Last
time I had, the guy turned out to be straight as an arrow, and he decided
to further prove his point by giving me a bloody nose.  That had been two
years prior, my first week at college. As the party wound down, I excused
myself, saying I should probably get back to the dorm room. I got out my
cell to text Jay, when I noticed I had a missed text. "SCORED ME A
FRATBOY. TOOK HIM BCK 2 THE ROOM. HOPE YOU DON'T MIND.  C U IN THE A.M."
Well, at least one of us was getting laid tonight, I thought.
       "What's up?" Trevor asked, seeing the annoyed look on my face.
       "My roommate texted me, he's got someone back in the dorm room. I
gotta find somewhere else to crash tonight." I said, dismayed at the
thought of sleeping on the couch in the rec room.
       "I've got my apartment to myself, It's just off campus. You can come
crash there if you want." He said, surprising me.
       "That's really nice, but you don't have to. I can just crash in the
rec room." I said, mentally cursing at myself the whole time.
       "Nah I don't mind at all, come on, it's walking distance anyways."
He replied, not taking no for an answer. It really wasn't that far, we were
at his apartment in twenty minutes. I couldn't help but stare at his ass as
we climbed up the steps to his door. It was so sexy. He took a moment to
dig his keys out of his pocket and open the door. Once inside he told me to
make myself at home, and went to the kitchen to grab another beer. I sat
myself on his couch, impressed by the cleanliness of the apartment. He
stopped in the doorway, beer in hand, leaning against the doorframe,
looking at me.
        "I saw you staring at me an awful lot tonight, are you gay?" He
asked after a minute.
       I was stunned, I had no idea what to say, my mouth hung open as my
mind raced to find words to fill it. Seeing my expression he laughed, "I
guess that's a yes." Then a mischievous smile lit his face. "Did you like
what you saw?" he said, running his free hand down the front of his shirt,
where it eventually came to a stop on his crotch. SCORE!!! I thought to
myself, as he started to rub his crotch, which was showing the beginnings
of a very decent sized bulge. Seeing my relief he began to walk towards
me. "You want my cock?" He said throatily. I nodded an eager yes. He was
directly in front of me then. His crotch at eye level. He leaned down and
grabbed my hand, guiding it to the tent in his jeans. As my hand slid over
the outline of his healthy cock, which had to be at least 8", he let out a
low groan. Taking encouragement from that sexy noise, I began to unbutton
his jeans, and slide them down. He was wearing tight white boxer briefs,
the outline of his cock distinctly visible. There was a wet spot at the
head from his precum. Wanting to stretch this as much as I could, I began
to lick it through his underwear. Licking and sucking on the outline of his
hard cock until the front of his underwear was soaked. Finally, I could
resist no longer, and I began pulling down the waistband of his boxer
briefs. When the waistband passed the head of his beautiful cock, it sprang
up. Too heavy to point up, his cock stuck out at an almost ninety degree
angle, curving slightly to the left. It was beautiful. He was at least
eight inches, and his pubes were red like the hair on his head, and neatly
trimmed. I pulled his underwear farther down, revealing a low hanging set
of balls that I couldn't wait to feel slapping against my chin. After
pulling his pants all the way down, I grabbed his cock with my hand and
began to stroke it as I leaned in to lick his balls, taking them in my
mouth and sucking on them. He growled, pulling his shirt over his head and
throwing it aside, turning me on even more. I used my free hand to free my
throbbing cock from my pants, then began stroking myself. Being on my knees
in front of this red-headed stud had me extremely excited. Taking his balls
out of my mouth I began to lick the head of his cock as I stroked it. I
took my other hand off of my own cock to fondle his balls. His cock was
leaking precum like a fountain, and I made sure to lap up every bit of the
sweet and salty fluid. He tasted absolutely delicious. After licking for a
moment I took his head in my mouth and began bobbing up and down on his
cock. Every time I went back down I went farther, until I was getting four
to five inches in my mouth at a time." Your mouth feels so good?" he
moaned. I hadn't even began yet. I placed both my hands on his hips, and
opening my mouth and throat wide, I went as far down on his dick as I
could. Leaving only an inch or two out of my mouth as I came back up for
more. Then I repeated, going a little bit further each time, until my nose
was in his pubes and his balls were resting on my face. Coming back up for
air, I felt Trevor put his hands behind my head. "Fuck!" he said as he
shoved his dick down my throat and began thrusting in and out. His moans
and growls were turning me on even more, and the way he took control was
immensely sexy to me.  By now my cock was so hard it hurt, but my hands
were busy trying to keep him from mercilessly choking me with his cock,
they were on either side of his hips trying to slow his thrusts down,
giving me a moment to breathe before he plunged back into the depths of my
throat. It wasn't long before I began to cum, shooting my load without even
touching my cock. Seeing the ropes of cum shooting out of my cock must have
excited him too. He began grunting with every thrust, and soon he was
yelling "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm cuuuummmminnnng!!!!!" as he
pulled back far enough to shoot a massive load in my mouth instead of my
throat. I swallowed his load greedily.
       "Best. Blowjob. Ever." He said with a laugh as he half sat, half
collapsed on the couch, his still hard cock laying on his stomach.
       "I hope you don't think we're done yet. I've still got miles to go."
I said, grinning like the Cheshire cat.
       "Oh, don't worry, I'll give you plenty of mileage tonight. You're
gonna be limping home tomorrow." He replied. His cockiness had my cock
throbbing again already.
       Seeing my cock's reaction to his words, he reached forward and
pulled my pants the rest of the way off, then yanked my shirt over my
head. Then he picked me up like I weighed nothing. As I wrapped my legs
around his waist he brought his lips to mine, kissing me deep. I almost
came again. He walked to the bedroom with me wrapped around him like that,
our lips never leaving eachother. He laid me on the bed gently, then moved
his kisses from my mouth, travelling slowly across my body. Kissing his way
across my cheeks to nibble on my earlobe. Then to my neck, and down my
chest. He teased my nipples with his tongue a moment before moving on to my
navel. His hands rubbing my hips and chest all the while. He moved farther
south, teasing me by planting little kisses along the base of my cock, and
inside my thighs, but never actually putting his hands on my member, or his
mouth. I couldn't help myself as I arched my back and let out a part moan,
part whimper. He just paused for a moment to look up at me and grin before
he grabbed my legs behind my knees and lifted them, baring my ass. Taking
the clue I held them there as he moved his hands to my cheeks, kneading
them, and rubbing my hole with his thumbs. It felt amazing, then he leaned
in and began using his tongue, lapping at my eager hole. Then I knew what
amazing really felt like. I began moaning loudly as he became more
aggressive, licking harder with his tongue and spreading his cheeks with
his hands. Pulling back he spit on my hole, then rubbed it in with his
finger. Then he put his finger inside of me, and returned to eating my ass,
fingering me at the same time. Before long he added a second finger, then a
third until I was begging for his cock.
       "Fuck me. Please!" I begged
       "You want my dick?" he asked, cocky as ever. All I could do was nod
and whimper some more. He flipped me onto my stomach before walking to his
dresser to get a bottle of lube. Watching him lube up his huge cock was so
sexy, I couldn't wait for it to be inside me. I lifted my ass in the air
and spread my legs apart in anticipation. I didn't have to wait long before
he crawled back on the bed and pointed that beautiful cock towards my
awaiting hole. Rubbing his head back and forth across my hole before
pushing the head in easily. He was well lubed and had already loosened me
up with his fingers and mouth. He began slowly pushing his monster cock in,
inch by inch, giving me time to adjust. I felt no pain, he was so gentle,
and before long he had all eight inches inside me. Then he began to slowly
pull back and push back in, fucking me gently.
       "Fuck me harder!" I begged, he obliged. His thrusts becoming faster
and deeper. He was growling again, and I was moaning loudly, I loved every
thrust, loved the slapping sound our skin was making. He then sat up a
little, propping himself up with his hands on the small of my back,
pressing me into the bed and holding me in place before he began fucking me
with abandon. I was screaming with pleasure. My screams would change to
whimpers when he'd pull completely out. Only to begin screaming again when
he'd slam back in, driving as deep as he could before repeating. After a
minute or two of his mind numbing longdicking, he moved his hands from the
small of my back to my shoulders and the back of my head, shoving me
facefirst into the pillows as he ravaged my ass. He was fucking me harder
tha I'd ever been fucked and I was loving it. After a few minutes of
relentless powerfucking he leaned over and whispered in me ear, "I'm gonna
shoot my load in your sweet ass!". His words sent me over the edge. Without
ever touching my dick, I came harder than I had ever before. At the same
time, I could feel him shooting his load in my ass. Filling me with his
cum.
       "That was amazing." He said, laying on top of me, his cock still in
me. I couldn't even speak. I just lay there panting and smiling. Thinking
to myself I had to remember to thank Jay. That is, If I had the energy to
get back home the next day. Because I definitely wasn't finished with this
sex god.