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Subject: First-time story #238 (gay)
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Date: 17 Feb 93 02:06:48 GMT
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Message #238
To: All interested readers...
Subject: First time in college

My first time happened during my freshman year at college.  I had
known I was into boys for sometime but hadn't had the opportunity
thus far to do anything about it, until . . . some of the other guys
on my dorm floor were talking about the 'holes' they discovered in
between the three stalls in the basement mens room in the library
at school where I coincidentally.  One of the guys, a cute, but very
straight, Texan, even expressed his dismay and disgust that some
guy stuck his head under the stall (wonder what he was doing to provoke
that!).  Being VERY curious, horny as hell, and eager to experience some sex
al pleasure greater than what my right hand could provide, I grabbed
the first opportunity to sneak down there.  The holes weren't nearly
big enough to be glory holes, but could be considered peep holes.
 And they offered quite a vantage point!  After going down there
a few times just to see a few hot studs pumping their meat and shooting
off (and letting them watch me as well), one night this one guy stuck
his hand under the stall and motioned for me to get on the floor.
 We'd both been pumping our now rock hard dicks for sometime, and
I was eager for whatever would follow.  First he brought his muscular
hand to my crotch and starting massaging my dick and balls.  The
feeling was so intense--it was better than anything I'd ever experienced
before.  Then he slowly wrapped his warm lips around my throbbing
member and proceded to give me my very first blow job.  I was in
such a state of euphoria.  His moustache tickled when it brushed
against my skin.  The sensation was so intense.  He went up and down
my shaft slowly at first, flicking his tongue wildly all over the
place.  Finally, he began to speed up and it didn't take much for
me to shoot a huge load down his willing throat.  I didn't get a
good look at him, but was certain I never ran into him down there
again, as much as I wanted to.  But most of the time there was always
at least one willing studboy in that t-room looking for some hot
action.  I'll never forget the one dark-haired boy whose dick was
just about the thickest I have ever seen and required two hands to
stroke--it had to be at least 10" long.  But that's another story---