Date: Tue, 13 Nov 2012 12:25:59 -0800 (PST)
From: Midw Stud <midweststudent88@yahoo.com>
Subject: True Campus Stories -- Confused Freshman

These stories are chronicles of some of my exploits since going back to
school for a masters degree.  I have been bi since I was in college, but
arriving to a huge Midwestern campus with an endless supply of hot boys has
put a spike in my sex life.  All the stories are true, some details and of
course the names are changed.  In a few cases, I have added a detail from
another event for dramatic purposes, like putting something from a
subsequent encounter into the first encounter I describe.  I welcome
feedback, and particularly would like to hear from guys in school.  Of
course standard disclaimer: if this type of story offends you or is illegal
where you are, hit the back button.  Enjoy.

Confused Freshman

I had met this kid at the bookstore at the beginning of the semester.  He
looked like a lost freshman, which it turned out he was.  He had the
uniform of all the undergrads, especially the new freshmen: tank top and
nylon shorts.  I watched him look around the upstairs aisles, and he
obviously could not find what he was looking for.  I was getting a bit
aroused in my own shorts watching this boy, he was gorgeous.  The
semi-curly shaggy hair, nice smile, very lean and athletic, but not
over-muscular, nice peachy butt cheeks showing through the shiny fabric,
and lean legs with just a dusting of hair going down to his flip flops.

He finally came down the aisle where I was looking for books.  I don't know
what it was about this boy that made me think he might be up for something.
He was indistinguishable from the hordes of other undergrads, but for some
reason I thought maybe he was ripe for something more.  When he came near
me I looked up from the stacks and said hi.

"Hey," he said back.

"Finding all your books?" I said.

"Do you know where the psychology books are?" he said.

"Well I don't work here, but I think they are on this level, I may have
seen them back here," I said as I put my hand on the waistband at the back
of his shorts to turn him around and propel him down the aisle towards the
back.

He let out a little gasp and looked back at me with a mixture of surprise
and what I thought was longing.  Feeling bold I kept my hand lightly on the
top of his taut little butt melon as I guided him down the aisle.  "What's
your name dude?" I said.

"Luke," he replied a little sheepishly.  "What's yours?"

"Nick.  Good to meet you dude.  How's it been so far?"

"Pretty good!" said Luke smiling.  "Met tons of people, been going to
parties, having fun."

"You gotten any pussy yet?" I said with a wink.  A look of either panic or
embarrassment came over Luke's face.  "Or dick?" I said smiling.

"Well," he said stammering, "its only been a few days....haven't had the
chance yet.  And what makes you think I like dudes?"

I laughed a little and told him: "I have a knack for telling who's into
guys.  Plus, college is the place to experiment.  Even lots of dudes who
are straight try it out with guys in college."  Luke's eyes grew wide and
his hand brushed across the front of his shorts to adjust himself.  He
looked down and then back up at me.

"Well I have never done anything with a dude.  And I have a girlfriend, but
she's back in my hometown, she's a senior."

"You never know, you might like it!" I said giving him a joke punch on the
shoulder.  "Anyway, I can tell by the bone in your shorts you've thought
about it."  Luke's face and neck turned a deeper shade of red than they
already were.  "In any case, gimme your number.  If nothing else, I can
show you around a bit.  Or, I have a car of you need to go to Target or
Wal-mart or anything."

"Ok," he said, pulling out his phone, "I am not saying I am having sex with
you, but you can never have too many friends, right?"  I told him my number
and he punched it into his phone and dialed me, making my phone vibrate in
my pocket.  As I pulled it out and looked down at it, I could see past the
screen and to Luke's now obvious boner tenting his shorts out to the left.

I said so long to Luke and went back to find and buy my books.  I went home
and dropped the stuff off and went out to meet friends who were not wasting
any time in partying for the last few days before classes began.  We had a
"beer Olympics" in a small park near where most of us lived and all got
pretty drunk before the sun was even down.  I was pretty busy the next day
or two because I had to move apartments, deal with the bursar on unpaid
tuition and do a million other stupid bits of administrivia.  Also, my
freshman, now-sophomore, suck-buddy arrived back to school, so that took
the edge off my horniness.  He would blow me anytime I texted him, which
was often....but that's a story for a different chapter.

After two days, I figured Luke would have thought about what we'd talked
about enough to be receptive to hanging out.  I actually wished he had
called or texted me, but wasn't surprised he didn't make the first move.
It was a hot afternoon, and I didn't feel like meeting up with the gang to
sit outside at a bar, so I gave Luke a call.  I was hoping he would come
over and let me seduce him.

"Hey Luke," I said when he answered.  "Hows it going bro?  Thought we could
hang out."

"Hey," he said, kind of excited sounding.  "Going well.  Meeting people,
getting everything figured out, you know."

We bullshitted for a while, and then I asked if he wanted to come over and
chill.  Maybe get a bite later or something.  He said ok, and when I found
out what dorm he lived in, it was only a five minute walk.  I told him to
meet me at a popular sandwich place that was next to my building.

I watched him walk up to the sandwich place.  He had on a different pair of
basketball shorts, flip flops, and a different, tighter tank.  He looked
good.  It seemed he had primped for this, which was a good sign.  We made
small talk and walked up the stairs to my apartment.

He looked hot so I gave him some water and sat next to him, close, on the
couch.  I didn't want to waste time so asked him if he'd gotten laid yet.
He said something about his girlfriend, but I interrupted and said he must
be pretty horny.

I've seduced plenty of guys who thought of themselves as straight.  Its
pretty simple: get them horny, talk about how hot sex with guys is, and
different than sex with girls.  Then they are really horny.  The trick is
to appeal to their sense of competitiveness.  Tell them one guy you were
with hit the wall behind his head with his cum shot.  Or that you made a
guy cum three times while you nailed him, or that no guy had ever sucked so
well as to get you off in under five minutes.  Get them curious about how
good things must feel and then go for it.

I started asking him about his girlfriend.  All kinds of things.  Stuff
that no girl does, but straight guys are curious about.  Did she suck good
dick?  Had he ever had a good BJ?  I told him the worst BJ I had ever
gotten from a guy was way better than the best I had ever had from a girl,
which was not a lie.  I told him once when I had gotten a really awesome BJ
from a dude I had cum for 15 seconds straight.  I asked if his girlfriend
ever played with his butthole, had she ever licked it or eaten it?  No.  I
told him it was the best thing ever, that I had eaten a guy's hole who had
never fooled around with a guy before and that after a while he was begging
to get fucked.  Again true.

By this time, Luke was boned up hard and not even trying to re-arrange or
hide it.  I let my hand fall so it was touching his thigh.  I began to toy
with the hem of his shorts a bit, and he sorta laid back and let his legs
drop open a bit, a good sign.  "Its just experimenting dude, doesn't mean
anything.  If it feels good, what the hell?" I quietly said.

With that, I really began to feel his leg up, moving my hand to his inner
thigh.  I found his boxer briefs and kept going till I found his large and
full-feeling nuts.  He moaned and opened his legs more, all the invitation
I needed.  I scooted over him and worked his legs with both hands, making
sure to keep bumping and grabbing his nuts.  His steel-hard dick was
pointed up, and I grabbed it through his shorts and undies, squeezed it,
and then pulled the head up through the waistband.  It was angry red and
leaking a lot of pre.

I got my hands underneath him, and grabbed his two plump but taught melons,
squeezing them and pulling them apart, letting my fingers go into his
valley.  He was one of those really slender guys who has a little flattish
butt and a shallow crack, the type where you can see their hole in the
shower even without them bending over.  I could feel his rosebud through
the cotton of his bbriefs.

I pulled his tank off and got to see all of his defined yet not too
muscular chest, and his visible six pack with a faint blond treasure trail
running down it.  I pulled his silky shorts down and left him there in his
undies, his cock still poking out the waistband.  I dove in and started
sucking on his nipples in turn, eliciting more moans.  I licked up his
chest and neck, and sucked and nibbled on his ear.

I knew I had to go first, even though ultimately I was going to use this
boy like a sex toy.  I moved back down and gave the visible underside of
his dick a rough lick, going back and forth over that little spot on the
bottom of the head.  He was twitching now as I licked around the head
cleaning all the pre off.  I yanked his bbriefs down and got down on the
carpet in front of the sofa.  I licked the length of his cock, a pretty
respectable 7.5 inches or so, on the bottom over and over.  I moved down
and gave him a nut-sucking and licking that drove him crazy.

With Luke writhing on the sofa, I finally took the head in my mouth and
gave him tight fast head.  I don't particularly like giving head, and
cannot take more than the first few inches, but it's a means to an end.  I
worked his dick enthusiastically, while working his nuts and underneath
them pretty roughly with my hand.  I then got my hands underneath his buns
and began rubbing them and pulling them apart.  When they were stretched
apart, I'd let a finger or two rub over his hole.  I didn't want him to
cum, fearing he might be one of those boys who got all embarrassed after
ejaculation and wouldn't want to fool around any more.

I released his dick and pushed his lean legs up in the air.  Stopping for a
sec to lick his nuts, I trailed down, down into his crack.  His freshly
showered ass was nice.  Rimming also isn't my favorite thing, but with a
boy like this, you gotta pull out all the stops and get them into a horny
fog.  Still sometimes, especially with a virgin, it can get me pretty hot
to drive a dude so crazy with feelings from his butthole he has never had
before.  At first I teased his hole a bit, and then really dove in, pulling
back now and then to stick a finger in his slicked-up pussy.  Luke's hole
was so tight it was like trying to stick my tongue through a thick steak.
A few rounds with the finger though got it to open a bit and soon I was
tongue fucking him while tugging on his nuts and occasionally jerking his
leaking cock.

I wanted to make him blow me, but thought I could sacrifice that for the
main event.  My dick was stretching my own shorts, and I could feel that
slick wetness you get when you precum in your pants for 20 minutes.  I
stopped licking his hole, and slowly jerked his dick.  He spread his legs
wider and scotched down a bit, signaling he wanted more.  "You ready for
the real thing dude?" I asked.  "I'll just stick the head in for a minute
so you can see what its like."

Luke didn't say anything for a few seconds, and then said quietly, "yeah
man.  Just to see what it feels like."  I always use condoms, but I knew
this kid didn't have anything, and I had just been tested.  I shucked my
shorts and began to rub my dick up and down his spit-slicked crack, jabbing
it into the underside of his balls a few times.  I fingered his butthole a
bit, and it stayed open a bit before closing again.  It wanted more in
there.

"Relax bro, it might feel funny for a second, but will feel good, promise.
Just push out like you're crapping."  I nudged my dick onto his hole and
began to jiggle it a bit while putting a little pressure on.  Luke was
breathing hard and sweating.  His sweat, combined with all the saliva made
a nice lube, but I dropped a few loogeys onto his hole anyway.  After a bit
of pushing, I grabbed his cock, put my thumb on the sensitive spot under
the head, and toyed with his piss slit with my forefinger.  Luke gasped at
the surprise sensations and my dickhead lurched into his asstube.

Luke winced and let out a funny little squeak.  I left my cock still for a
second, and then began to wiggle it around inside him, massaging the inside
of his opening.  I pulled it almost all the way out and then slid back into
Luke's tight and hot tunnel, pushing maybe an inch further in.  I stopped
dead still.  I could feel his tube tight around my dick in all directions
and could feel his heart beating rapidly with my dickhead.  I pushed in a
little further and felt the prominent bump of his prostate rub across the
top of my dick.  Luke moaned and went a little limp.

My dick isn't huge, about 7 inches, but it is pretty thick and has a very
large head and is widest in the middle of the shaft.  I knew I had to get
balls deep in this kid before he freaked out.  I gently but insistently
worked my dick all the way into Luke, each inch tighter and more unyielding
than the one before.  In less than a minute, I felt my pubes smoosh into
his nuts dangling almost down to his hole, and I knew I was all the way in.
I began some gentle strokes to get him used to it, and Luke lay back with
his head pushed half under the back cushion on the sofa, looking at me with
his eyes rolling back in his head.

I usually like to take my time and fuck for a long time--an hour isn't
unusual--but I wanted to make sure to complete my mission.  I began some
longer strokes, pushing back into his deflowered pussy with more force,
getting little groans and moans out of him.  I was holding his lean legs up
and out wide, opening his hole lewdly wide.  A few times I pulled all the
way out, watching my dick pulling his butt lining out a little bit before
he let go.  Pushing all the way back in was to enter that hot tight cave
all over.  His ass was clutching onto my pecker with surprising force.

I increased the speed and force gradually, really slamming into his little
butt, causing his torso to bend up a little bit each time I reached bottom.
He was moaning and mumbling incoherently as I worked into a fast paced all
out hard fuck.  Really slamming it into him.  I couldn't believe how
carried away I got, and how well he was taking it for a kid who'd just had
his cherry burst 15 minutes before.  I was talking dirty to him.  Asking
him if he wanted to get pregnant, that sort of thing.  With a jerk he came,
covering his six pack, his chest, his face, and unfortunately, a bit on the
cushion behind his head.  Although his orgasm felt fantastic on my dick,
and I thrust a few times extra hard while he was squirting, I was worried
he'd want to stop right after he came.

No such problem.  Perhaps he had accepted his fate--to get fucked.  He kept
moaning and writhing as I hammered away at his ass.  Letting go of one of
his legs, I scooped up piles of cum off of him and rubbed them around, and
on to his dick, giving the still-hard schlong a few tugs.  I scooped up
more and put my fingers to his mouth.  He opened and his pink little tongue
darted out and scooped up some if his sperm.  I pushed my cummy fingers
into his mouth and felt him suck and lick all the spooge off of them.

I was sweating a ton, dripping all over him.  I had kept up the fast pace,
and felt the first signals from my balls that the end was near.  For a
couple more minutes I kept up the assault on his recently virgin pussy.
His dick was still hard as a nail and leaking again into his navel.  I
could feel the cum rising.  I pushed his knees to his shoulders tight with
my body and began furiously kissing him, while ratcheting up the speed and
violence of my thrusts.  All of a sudden his body started jerking, and I
felt warm and wet on my stomach...the kid was cumming again!  Luke's ass
spasms and my wild thrusts combined and I started shooting.  I lost count,
but I must have squirted ten volleys into his guts.

Like most guys his age, Luke didn't really know what to do after sex.  To
avoid embarrassment I suggested a shower.  He didn't realize I was coming
in with him.  We soaped eachother and it was fun.  I worked his now-looser
hole pretty vigorously, working his prostate with my thumb, making his
still- hard dick leak more.  I even nudged my soapy head into his slot a
bit.  I had thought maybe would could fool around and cum again, but I
didn't want to press things this first time.  When we got out, he seemed a
bit nervous, so I suggested we chill a little bit and directed him to my
bed.  Although my dick was telling me to get my own sloppy seconds, I
restrained myself and we just cuddled.  After a little bit we were both
hard again and laughing at our jokes.  We had some more fun that day, that
weekend, and a few more times that school year, maybe I'll get back to Luke
in a later chapter.