Saturday, February 28, 2009

Bathroom #2

Sorry for the light week... I've had a lot of school work again and not much time to have sex. Believe me, I hate it when that happens! Next week will be bad too, but break is coming up... at least I have that to look forward to!

I was starting to think I'd never hear from Brandon ever again (Adam4adam hookup), but that changed. :) I just haven't had the time to do anything about it...planning to change that next week, I think, so there's something you can look forward to reading!

Now then, my second bathroom story... yeah, that's right, I have one to write. :)

I missed my date with Cruiseboy because of class running long, but I figured I would show up the next chance I had to see if he would be there again. This time I got out of class relatively early, so I spent some free time sitting around in the building, wondering if I was going to see this guy again or not.

Eventually the time came--I waited until the same time I had originally gone there the previous week--and I made my way to the bathroom, alone in an empty hallway in the basement of this particular building.

I wasn't really expecting anyone to be there this time, I figured I had screwed up, but the first stall door was closed! I went into the handicap stall, sticking my backpack on the hook and eagerly looking down at the floor. A nice pair of boat shoes (more frat paraphernalia) was on display, two tanned legs radiating upward. It looked like Cruiseboy!

I tapped my shoe, and after a few moments the boat shoe rocked up and down. I was instantly rock hard.

"That you?" I asked, feeling pretty sure it was Cruiseboy in the other stall.

"Hey, bro," he answered.

He stood up, his stall door opening. I open mine, and there he is again, today wearing a tshirt with a pair of plaid shorts.

I let a huge smile out over my face, making it clear that I was happy to see him. "Sorry I missed you the othe day."

"Yeah, sorry bro, a couple of my friends wanted to get lunch and I couldn't say no."

If it was true it was hilarious... we had both missed each other and both showed up the next chance. I wasn't going to say anything though. Instead I dropped to my knees, opening his shorts and pulling out his stiff cock.

"Oh fuck yeah," he breathed. "Been saving up for a few days...gonna feel good down your throat."

I started sucking him off, his hands gliding my head up and down his cock. After a few moments he pulled me off, moving so that he was sitting on the toilet and I was between his legs.

I had been bobbing up and down between his legs for about five minutes, Cruiseboy quietly moaning, running his hands all over my head as I sucked, whispering some encouragement every so often.

The door opened, and I completely froze. Cruiseboy lifted his legs up into the air, pulling me up so that I was standing in front of the toilet. His face didn't suggest that he was too concerned. He looked annoyed, but calm.

We heard a stream of piss start to flow from one of the urinals, which suggested this wouldn't take too long. It was hot to see Cruiseboy with his legs in the air... I really wanted to pull his shoes off and start licking his feet. I studied his face and realized how hot he really was. This guy could have any girl he wanted... the fact that I was just sucking his cock suggested that he was gay and probably didn't want any of them. He was probably in a frat and stuck in the closet. I imagined he dated girls all the time, chatted them up at parties, and maybe even had sex with them on a regular basis to keep up appearances for his frat brothers. Who knows... maybe one day I'll find out more. Our eyes met, but his quickly darted away.

We heard the door a few moments after the pissing stopped, free to continue our fun in the stall.

His legs came down and I started for his cock again, but he brushed me away and got up.

"Switch places," he suggested.

I was delighted... he hadn't sucked me off last time and I wasn't expecting him to do it this time. I guess it was a matter of time more than anything else.

He pulled my shorts and my boxers down over my shoes. "Damn," he said as he stuck them up with my backpack. "Nice dick, bro."

I grinned widely, glad for the compliment. I really hated the fact that I was in contact with the toilet, but it was hot to be naked in front of him.

My cock was still rock hard, probably even harder now that it was my turn. He assumed my former position and starting licking up and down my length. Within moments he was displaying his sucking talent... this certainly wasn't his first time! His mouth was so warm, and he was putting just the right amount of pressure on my cock... it was great. He was taking about 6 inches at a time, sliding it in and out of his mouth.

Cruiseboy pulled his mouth off, jerking my slick cock with his hand. He stopped to lift my legs up, exposing my ass to him.

"You like getting fucked?" he whispered.

I nodded my head, amazed that he had just asked. As soon as I had made my reply his fingers were at my crack, edging along my hole. This was the perfect place to do it too--the handicap stall toilet was higher off the ground than the other one, probably at an almost perfect height for missionary fucking.

"You have condoms?" he asked.

"No." My heart sank.

"Shit," he mumbled, pulling his fingers away.

"You can still fuck me," I suggested.

He looked surprised. "Without a condom? Are you clean?"

"Your choice... I want your cock in me. I got tested in December and was fine then, but I'm taking most of the risk now."

He looked intrigued. "You sure?"

The door opened again, so Cruiseboy stood up.

I nodded and smiled. Another stream of piss started to flow from the urinals.

He spit on his dick, rubbing it around with his hand. Then he spit into his hand, rubbing it against my ass. He slid in a finger, and I closed my eyes.

We heard a flush and water from the sink, then the door again. Time to restart the fun!

Cruiseboy slid his finger out and pressed the head of his 7 inches against my hole. He checked his watch.

"10 minutes before class, we need to hurry. You sure about this, bro?" he whispered.

"Fuck me."

He looked into my eyes and started to press his cock in, adding a few gobs of spit as he worked his 7 inches in. He was thicker than normal, so it really hurt at first. I wanted to ask him to pull out and give me a minute, but I resisted.

He had a look of pure pleasure on his face, grunting as he slid the last inch of his dick into my hole.

"Shit," he whispered, starting to work in and out of me. He wasn't using enough spit for a cock his size, so he was tearing me up, but I didn't even care--it still felt amazing.

He seemed to agree with me on the lube situation, pulling out his cock and spreading some more spit on it and my hole. He slid into me with a lot more ease now, pushing all the way to his pubes with a quick stroke.

It felt incredible. His thick cock was stretching my chute and hitting my prostate pretty well, which had me on edge even though I was just lightly stroking my cock.

"Your hole feels so good, bro. I'm already close." He rested a moment and started fucking me with a medium pace, pushing his whole thick length in and out of my ass. I was moaning as loudly as I thought I could, about to burst.

Cruiseboy started slamming my hole harder, his balls slapping against me.

"Gonna cum," he grunted.

"Shoot inside me," I begged.

He froze for a moment, looking me in the eye.

"Ok, bro." He resumed his forceful fucking. letting out a long series of moans as I felt his cock swelling up inside me.

"Shit!" he yelled, his hot frat batter pouring out of his balls and into my ass. "Oh shit. Shit!" I shot at the same time, moaning as loudly as he had and hitting my face with a few squirts of my cum. His deflating dick slid out.

He used some toilet paper to wipe down his hands, pulling his phone out of his shorts pocket.

"That was fucking amazing. Can I get your number?"

He typed it into his phone, looking up with a smile.

"Alright, bro. I'll text you sometime. Thanks."

He left the stall and ran the water for a few minutes, passing out the door.

I sat up, cum leaking out of my hole. The stall smelled like hot boy sex--cum, sweat, and ass.

I cleaned myself up with the help of half a roll of toilet paper, pushing his cum out of me and pissing before taking my own long trip to the sink. I did the best I could, but I think I still smelled like sex for the rest of the day.

Oh well. It was worth it.

Still no text... I hope that wasn't the last time I get to see him.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

So Horny

I think I've been hard since I got home from school. I am HORNY. Now I think I should have just skipped class and taken care of it!

Working on finding a hot ass to fuck tonight... I traded pics with a few guys on Adam4adam and looked around Craigslist. I'm pretty sure I'm going to get lucky. ;-)

I'll let you know tomorrow...


I missed my date with Cruiseboy. I couldn't help it... my class ran way longer than I expected. I didn't even have a chance to go down to the bathroom before I had to get to my next class.

And yeah, keep in mind that school is above sex in my mind. The hottest of times isn't worth skipping a class... they don't do me any good when I don't know the answers to questions on a test. ;-)

I'm hoping he'll be there next time. I'll hang out there my whole break time if I have to do it to catch him again! I really should have tried to trade numbers. I don't know if he would have done it, but I could have tried!

I'm so clueless about this stuff. I hope you're laughing about it and not judging me harshly!

Saturday, February 21, 2009, RE: Bathroom Post and Load Count

I went on, which everyone reading this has probably heard of, to see if I could find that bathroom... it wasn't listed. I looked around at the people with pics from this area and didn't see any that looked like they could belong to that boy. Of course, 90% of the guys have no pics... so it doesn't really mean anything.

I wonder if he uses that site... I see a lot of other guys who go to my school and a nearby school, plus some cruising spots in town. Most of them haven't had any posts since last year, though.

Is just a fad that died out or are the guys around here just not using it anymore? It sure was hot to read the hookup stories either way!

Apparently they've run stings in some of the bathrooms, so I feel some regret about what I did, but nothing bad happened this time. Nothing bad can happen next time either, so I'm in the clear for now. I think I'll just try to avoid exploring other bathrooms, lol. ;-)

Looking at the guys who seem to have successfully hooked up, there are 2 old/fat ones for every cute college boy, even on a college campus. That seems crazy to me, but I had the fortune of getting a cute one, so whatever...

I got fucked twice the day before yesterday, and that's still holding my horniess over... my ass is kind of sore! I'll try to post about that fuck next time, I think.

I'm going to start posting a weekly load count too... but I didn't start keeping track like that yet. I can estimate, I guess!

4 loads taken bb
2 loads given bb
1 load taken oral
2 loads given oral

Yeah, I haven't blogged all of them because I was trying to write the Straightboy posts. Next week I think I'll have a better shot at writing about all of my activities. ;-)

My First Bathroom

Now that I finished the Straightboy posts I promised, I can move on to other exciting things. Today the bathroom, which I spent some time in a couple of days ago. ;-)

As I said in my introduction post, I'm not into the whole bathroom sex scene. Anonymous isn't my thing, and hooking up with someone who I've never seen or spoken to in any form before isn't something I've done very often. All that said, I've never really had an opportunity to do anything in a bathroom before this.

Until this semester I was never on campus long enough to have to pee, so I pretty much never visited a campus bathroom. This time around I'm on campus for a lot longer, which means I've gone to pee more than ever before at school.

The bathroom I started off in seemed to almost always have a janitor in it after the first few times I used it, and I find it harder to pee when there's a janitor scrubbing things and the bathroom door is wide open (I hope I'm not the only one). I figured I'd look for another bathroom in the building when I saw the janitor one day, so I walked downstairs and explored the basement until I found one, which was pretty far away from the big classrooms and near some labs or offices or something.

I've had the place to myself for weeks, never seeing anyone else come in or out when I'm there. I'm not into cruising, but yeah, it sure crossed my mind that this would probably be a great cruising spot since it's often abandoned.

This week I went to the bathroom like normal, heading toward the stall because the urinals are always full of piss (I have no idea how its gets there with no one using the bathroom!) and I don't want someone else's piss on me unless they're hot and freshly depositing it. I stopped for a minute, seeing that the door was closed. It had never happened before, so I was shocked.

I got into the handicap stall next to it, seeing a hot, tanned foot in a flip flop in the next stall. The toes were a perfect medium length, and the foot was obviously taken care of pretty well, the nails trimmed nicely and perfectly clean. I really wanted to lick it--I hadn't even stopped to take my cock out yet. Cute feet usually mean cute boy... I'll say it's true 80% of the time. Judging by these feet, this was a cute boy!

Obviously I wasn't going to bend down and lick a random foot though. The last thing I need is to be arrested in a campus bathroom or have some frat boy chase after me asking why I was licking his foot... Ok, those are both unlikely, but threat enough.

He wasn't making any sounds in the stall, so I thought maybe he was here to cruise, but there wasn't a gloryhole or anything and I had no idea what to do to show my interest. He didn't seem to be doing anything to show his...

My cock was rock hard thinking about all of this, which meant I couldn't piss. I tucked it back into my underwear and decided I would just leave, flushing the toilet and walking out. I was disappointed, but I had no idea what to do.

I still had some time before class, so I spent 15 minutes sitting in the building trying to think about something other than sex in order to piss and continue about my business. I still had another hour before my next class would start.

I headed back to the bathroom, going toward my stall to see that the door was closed again. I went for the handicap stall like I had just 15 minutes before, and there was the cute tanned foot again, still sitting in the stall beside me.

Holy shit, this guy must be waiting to get his cock sucked! I still wasn't sure what to do, but I knew I needed to express my interest somehow. I pulled my backpack off and hung it on a hook on the door, pulling a pencil out of a pocket and dropping it as close as I thought I could without risking hitting his foot. It may not be cool or proper, but I thought it would look innocent enough if I was wrong about why he'd been here for at least 15 minutes.

I bent down to pick it up, my hand within inches of his foot. I knew he had to have seen it from the stall. My heart was beating at full speed, and I actually felt kind of sick. I'd never even thought about doing something like this before, despite all of the sex I've had in the past couple of years, and it was insanely tough on my nerves.

Then the foot lifted up and down, the flip flop clacking on the tile. Oh yeah, I was right... this guy wanted something. It would have been hot, but at this point I'm not ready for the anonymous thing. I wasn't going to be doing anything under the stall... maybe someday, but not now.

"Hey," I said kind of quietly.

He didn't answer, but his foot moved up and down again.

"Tell me something about yourself," I suggested.

Silence again. I figured it wasn't going to work, but then he spoke up. "22 and skinny. Big cock." Simple enough and to the point.

"Come over if you want some action." I unlocked the door, pushing it open a bit.

He tapped his foot again. He seemed a little annoyed to me, but then he stood up and I heard the stall door open. I turned around to see mine slowly open, and in stepped a boy, probably about 6' tall and 160 pounds. He had a cute face, his hair short and neatly combed. He was wearing a Ralph Lauren polo with a pair of white shorts, his body darkly tanned, all of which (at least in this state) suggest a boy is probably in a frat. We looked each over other for a moment, and he didn't seem to have a problem with me.

"We going to do this?" he asked with some frustration, closing the stall.

"What if someone else comes in?" I needed to have a plan in case they did. He got in front of me, pushing me away from the toilet and sitting down. He unzipped his pants.

"Just stand up if you hear the door. I'll put my legs up and no one will know there's more than one person here. But no one's ever in here, we probably won't have to do anything." He said it as if it was completely obvious, but it hadn't even occurred to me. I guess I'm just stupid and completely out of practice.

I nodded and he pulled his cock out, a thick 7 inches that was rock hard and obviously aching for release.

"I have class in 10 minutes, so go quickly, bro."

I nodded agains and got between his legs, opening my mouth and taking a few inches of him right away.

He moaned softly, leaning back against the tank. He seemed to respond the best to my tongue, so I ran it up and down his shaft, all over his head, licking his big cock as well as I could. I sucked him for a couple of minutes, tasting a lot of precum that was leaking out of his head. Yum, it was so good!

He pushed me off and stood up, pulling me up the height of his cock and sliding it into my mouth. I got the picture... he wanted to facefuck me. I opened up as well as I could for him, trying really hard not to choke when he slid it all the way back into my throat. I was taking it like a champ, and he was jamming his dick in and out of my mouth pretty hard, moaning softly like he had when I was sucking him. I was working my own cock with full force, jerking it furiously between my legs. This was so hot. He pounded my mouth for a few more minutes, his intensity picking up.

"Yeah, so close, bro," he whispered, speeding up, pulling himself all the way out of my mouth and then sliding right back inside.

"Gonna cum," he moaned, starting to slide out. I pulled him back into me, pushing him down into my mouth. I wanted this load right down my throat.

"Yeah, cumming!" His cock stiffened, my lips pushed almost all the way to his pubes. The cum squirted right down my throat and coated the back of my mouth, several warm spurts that felt pretty big.

He pulled it out, slapping the cum and spit covered dick against my face a few times.

"You were awesome," he assured me, putting his softening cock away and zipping up his pants. "When do you have class again around this time?"

"Tuesday," I answered honestly.

"Meet me here 20 minutes earlier?"

"Yeah, sure!" I was overjoyed.

"See you then, bro." He opened the stall door and pushed it shut behind him. I heard him wash his hands and walk out.

I rolled my tongue around my mouth, enjoying the taste of his cum. Some loads don't taste very good, but his was awesome. I swallowed what was left and shot my own load into the toilet, thinking about what had just happened and the plan we just made.

I finally pissed, washing off my hands and face before I left.

Now I can't wait to see what happens next week. It can't come soon enough!

Friday, February 20, 2009

Most Recent Straightboy Experience

After our first time together, Straightboy basically developed a system of hooking up. Whenever Straightboy was alone in his apartment and knew he had a few hours to stay that way, he would text me something simple like "hey" and invite me over to play video games or watch a movie.

Whenever I chose to respond, I would go and we would actually play games or watch a movie for a bit, but eventually he was in my lap rubbing my crotch and asking if I wanted a blowjob. I've only turned him down once (and wow did he look disappointed).

Once when Straightboy was between my legs sucking my cock when there was suddenly a knock on his door. I've never seen a guy I've had sex with look so terrified. He went for the door and told me to get my pants on, which I did... I didn't want to piss him off and ruin the great thing we had going. Some of his friends had dropped by to visit, and they managed to stay for more than an hour with a very horny Straightboy struggling to suggest that they leave the entire time. :) It was hilarious!

Anyway, this post isn't about that, so I'll move on. I should tell you now that for whatever reason Straightboy hasn't ever fucked me. He's never asked to do it, and he's never done it when I've made it clear I would be interested. I'm not sure what's going on in his head... I think he feels like fucking me would take it too far. Why would he would he want to go back to fucking pussy if he could fuck ass all the time? It sounds like a good possibility to me, but I really don't have a clue what's going on in his confused "straight" head. So yeah, if you see Straightboy in a post it's never going to involve him fucking me (if that changes the post title will make it very clear, trust me).

On this particular night he followed the normal pattern, texting me and asking if I wanted to come play a game with him. I was pretty horny, so I said sure and was on my way a few minutes later.

Straightboy poured some drinks while I sat on his couch. I decided I didn't want to waste any time, so I unzipped my pants and started playing with my dick as soon as I sat down.

"Shit, man, you that horny?" Straightboy asked when he came back, setting a drink down on the table for me.

"It's been a few days," I said honestly. Two days is a long time for me not to cum!

He gulped down whatever he had poured and got between my legs, taking my dick into his hand.

"You're so hard," he said with some amazement, his warm mouth sliding across my shaft a moment later. It was kind of cold outside (by Florida standards anyway), so his warm mouth on my cock felt even better than it ordinarily did.

He was steadily getting better with sucking, so it felt pretty good on top of the warmth. I ran my fingers acoss his head, through his hair. "Yeah, such my cock," I murmured with pleasure.

He could take it down to the last inch now, and he did it several times to get a loud moan from me. Damn it felt good. Straightboy had turned into a pro cocksucker.

I pulled his head up and we switched positions, pulling all of our clothes off in the process. He had shaved his pubes since I last saw him--they were really short now, which didn't look bad on him. He had also trimmed the rest of his bodyhair a bit, but I don't know it it was for me or some girl. Either way, he looked good.

He was already rock hard, so I didn't waste any time going down on him. I gave him a good sucking for at least 10 minutes, using all the tricks I'd learned on Straightboy to get him riled up and begging to be fucked. Deepthroating and hard sucking galore! He was moaning with full force and his hands were gliding up and down on my head.

"Fuck me, man," he finally said, moving back and throwing his legs up.

I spit on my cock and started spreading it around, but Straightboy stood up and went back to his room to grab the lube anyway. Oh well.

I got up where he had been so that he could ride my pole. It had been awhile since anyone had, so Straightboy would feel pretty good sliding up and down my dick.

He figured it out, spreading a good amount of lube over his hole and slicking up my cock. He climbed on, head facing me, and aimed his hole toward my cock. It took a few tries, but finally my cock hit his hole and he started going down.

He went slowly, letting out a sound as each inch sunk inside his hole. He was super tight tonight, and it felt like this would be an amazing fuck. In another minute all eight inches were buried in his hole, his ass resting against my balls.

"Damn that feels good," Straightboy said, resting on my cock for a minute.

"Fuck yeah," I agreed. "Ride that big dick."

He happily complied, lifting up and down on it, letting it slide in and out of his tight hole. He groaned with every moment, my big dick stretching him out and pressing on all the right places inside of him. He picked up the pace, impaling himself on my cock faster and faster, jamming my dick into his hole with full force. Straightboy was moaning like a bitch, his cock flopping up and down while he rode.

I wrapped my hands around his ass and pulled it into me as hard as I could, which encouraged Straightboy to jam his butt into my pole even harder, precum flicking out of his slit and on to my stomach.

"This is so fucking good," he groaned.

A little too good--his chute squeezing around my cock so well had me close. I held him with my hands and he stopped, pushing my cock all the way into his hole and resting there.

"Get on your back," I suggested. He lifted up, my cock popping out of his now gaping hole.

In an instant Straightboy was on his back beside me, his legs in the air, used ass exposed and waiting to be filled. Fuck yes.

I got up and pressed my cock straght in, shoving all 8 inches into his hole with one movement. He moaned loudly but took it without a challenge... his hole was all the way open and mine to fuck.

"Fucking cumslut," I said with a hard thrust into his ass. He didn't say anything, just staring at me with another blank look.

I fucked him in that position for almost 20 minutes, almost losing control and shooting before I was ready several times. I was covered in sweat, my swollen cock on edge again as I plowed it into his tight butt.

"You're tearing me up, man. Shoot your load," Straightboy urged, still moaning with every thrust. He'd probably be pretty sore tomorrow.

I stopped fucking for a minute, holding my dick inside of him. I took hold of his legs and put them exactly where I wanted them, in the best position for me to get deep access to his hole. I gave him a final hard round of deep fucking and then I lost control, yelling pretty loudly as I emptied two days worth of creamy syrup into his eager ass, squirt after hard squirt.

"Fuck yeah, man, give me your cum!" Straightboy called, his own load spurting out onto his stomach.

I let his legs go and pulled my cock out of him, seeing it covered in the thick cum I'd just painted his ass with.

"Thanks, man," he said, standing up. "I'll see you next time." He disappeared into the bathroom and I got dressed to go.

He always needed to disappear right after the action ended, and in the times between this fuck and our first he's sometimes interrupted the action and just asked me to leave. I guess that's just part of being "straight." Sometimes when he feels like he's enjoying it too much he has to quit...

Oh well, we had a great time that night. :)

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Straightboy's First Time, Part II

I'll start right where I left off!

He looked to my crotch, seeing that my cock was rock hard. Keep in mind how big it is... it's even more noticable than most hard cocks are.

"Take your shorts off," he ordered.

I moved so that I was sitting beside him again, pulling my shorts down and lifting my legs so I could slide them completely off. I was wearing a pair of white Abercrombie briefs (supersoft if you've never felt a pair!), so my hard cock was even more visible than it had been through my shorts. It was pulsing, lifting up and down with my heartbeat.

"Take the underwear off too," Straightboy said in a kind of whisper, as if he couldn't believe he was asking.

I complied instantly, pulling the briefs off and tossing them with my shorts. My dick was in full view, looking eager for attention.

"You're fucking huge, man!" he gasped with disbelief. "Fucking donkey cock! Holy shit!"

I just grinned, stroking it with my hand. "Glad you like it."

He gave me a really intense stare, just looking into my face and not saying anything. Without another word he pushed my hand away and started working my cock with his, carefully sliding it up and down my shaft. He looked fascinated, and I could feel his heart beating incredibly fast through his hand.

"You can try sucking me if you want," I suggested softly. I wasn't sure if he would or not, but at this rate his mouth was going to be on my cock pretty soon.

"I need to finish my drink, man." He pulled his hand off, grabbing his cup and finishing off his Jack and coke with a few more big gulps. "Ok."

He moved his head to my lap just as I had done to him, and I felt his lips around my cock. Then I felt his teeth. Ok, now I knew he probably really hadn't done this before, or if he had it must have been a long time ago.

I pulled his head off and told him how to handle his teeth. I also gave him a few tips on how to suck well. He learned pretty quickly, and however well he was doing it always feels amazing to have a straight guy sliding your cock down his throat. He couldn't fit much of it in his mouth, but I wasn't complaining... he'd have plenty of future chances to learn, hopefully!

He sucked me for about 5 minutes, experimenting with his mouth and trying to get moans and groans out of me. He had improved 200% in the 5 minutes, and now he was sucking pretty well, flicking his tongue against my head and pushing a couple of more inches in and out of his mouth each stroke.

I grinned when I caught a glimpse of someone sleeping on the floor. I was so into Straightboy that I had forgotten there were other people there! Everyone was still sound asleep though, and I didn't care if they woke up or not. I didn't mind having people witness Straightboy sucking my dick at all. I won't lead you on--no one woke up, unfortunately.

He pulled his mouth off and came back up, jerking my spit-slick dick in his hand. "Hey, man..." he trailed off. "I want you to fuck me."

I was certain he had said "I want to fuck you," but no, I had heard him correctly. "What?" I asked anyway.

"No offense, man. I'm sure your ass is nice, but I've fucked plenty of pussy and I've had more than one chick let me fuck her in the ass. I've already done that shit."

It made sense, but I was still surprised. "You sure? It's going to hurt at first." I wasn't going to lie to him. If this was his first time with anything more than a finger, I knew my cock was going to tear him up.

"Just fuck me. I want to feel what it's like." Straightboy stood up and walked to his room, returning with a bottle of lube. It was water and not silicon so it wasn't going to work too well, but it would be better than nothing. He handed the bottle to me taking his shirts off, pulling his shorts all the way off and positioning himself so that his arms were down on the couch and rest of his body was sticking up.

He didn't bring or ask about a condom, which turned me on even more. Not only was I going to fuck Straightboy, I was going to do it raw and maybe even dump my load inside his virgin hole.

I worked a lot of lube into his hole with my fingers, which had him grunting. I wanted to rim him, but I knew he probably hadn't prepared for that and I wasn't going to take any chances. After a few minutes of fingering I lubed up my cock and pressed it against his hole.

"That felt good, man" he called from in front of me.

"Relax and don't think about what we're doing," I instructed. "Push out with your ass."

I started sliding in, forcing his football jock hole to part open and take my cock.

"Shit, you're so big, man. I don't know if I can do this."

I ignored him, sliding a few more inches in. He started to pull away, but I grabbed his ass and forced it into my cock.

"Holy fucking shit, man. We have to stop!"

I slammed the last couple inches in, and he let out a massive groan.

"Just relax and it'll start feeling good. I'll give you a few minutes to get used to me inside you."

I held my position, my jock jammed all the way in his hole. I rubbed my hands around his ass and up his back, trying to get him to relax.

"Ok, it stopped hurting..." Straightboy said with some uncertainty, his face pushed into the couch cushion.

I slid my cock out a few inches and then back in, taking small strokes to open his ass up and get him used to my cock. He started to moan with each one, his ass still gripping my big cock tightly. It felt so good, and it felt even better when I thought about who I was fucking and how quickly this had all happened.

I fucked him pretty softly for a few minutes, trying to give him as much time to adjust to the experience as I could.

"That feels fucking good, man," he said from the cushion.

I took that as encouragement to take it up a notch, and I picked up my pace, pulling my cock out further and pushing it in harder. He responded with louder moans and he seemed to like it. I reached my hand around, feeling that his cock was rock hard and even dripping precum. He was definately enjoying himself.

"Let's change positions," I suggested, almost pulling my cock out of him.

"No, man, just this one. Just fuck me and finish up."

I slid the whole length back inside, relishing the groan that came back from the cushion.

"You want me to cum in your hole?" I was super excited about the prospect.

"Do whatever you want, man, just fuck me and finish up."

Exactly what I wanted to hear. I picked up my pace to the strongest I thought he could take, fucking him with full force, pulling my cock all the way out and shoving the whole length back inside. He moaned the loudest he had all night, letting out a long, satisfied moan of pleasure with every stroke.

I couldn't take anymore. I wanted to keep fucking him, but my cock was ready to explode. I fucked him as hard as I could, my balls slapping against him with each thrust. I dug my hands into his back and fucked full force, feeling my orgasm start to build.

"Oh fuck," I groaned. "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum. I'm going to fill your ass with my hot load!"

"Do it man!" he encouraged, clenching his jock ass against my cock.

That put me over. I slammed into him and felt the cum squirt out of me as hard as it ever had, coating his insides with shot after shot of hot semen.

I pulled my cock out of him, a trickle of cum running out after it. His whole was gaping open, his whole body red.

He got on his feet, turning back to sit on the couch where he had just been plowed.

"Wow. That felt really good, man. That was intense." He looked mesmorized by what had just happened.

I sat down next to him, but he got up.

"Uh... I'm going to run to the bathroom and go to bed. Thanks."

He walked away right that instant, straight to the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. I didn't have a chance to say anything else. When he finished, he walked right back to his room and didn't even look in my direction.

I thought this might be the only time anything like this would ever happen, and I imagined that he was probably having regrets about what we just did. I decided that he probably wouldn't even mention it to me--he would just act like nothing had happened or say he didn't remember.

I wasn't sure what to think when I passed out on that couch, but I knew that fucking Straightboy had been damn hot. I didn't even get to see him cum, but that didn't matter... I was completely satisfied and exhausted from pounding his ass.

Fortunately, he didn't play any of those stupid games. Later I would discover that Straightboy had enjoyed his taste of gay sex and wanted more, which I was more than happy to provide. ;-)

I had hoped to post the most recent Straightboy story too, but it doesn't look like I'll have time. Writing a blog post is harder than you might think, especially when you're sitting there reliving an experience. It doesn't help that my cock is hard either... I have to stop to stroke, and then I have to get on Adam4adam and look around. Oh well, I'm not really complaining, and I hope you aren't either.

Should be a pretty free weekend, so I should be able to post some stuff aside from the next Straightboy story too.

Who ever knew I'd fall behind in blogging about my sex life!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Straightboy's First Time

As promised, here's today's post.

First of all, guys are horny before they're "straight." If a guy sees a way to get off and doesn't have to worry about anyone else knowing, he's probably interested. This is especially true when guys are involved with girls who don't like to give head or only want to have sex once or twice a week. Guys would much rather be getting some every single day. I doubt it's just me...

Straightboy was such a guy. We've known each other for a long time (not going to say why or how, just that we have). I'm not going to talk about all my failed attempts at getting into his pants, since they didn't well, and instead I'll skip straight to success.

It was a few hours after midnight on a Saturday or Sunday morning, and both of us had been drinking a ton, as college boys tend to do. I stopped and had sobered up, but Straightboy had kept drinking the whole night. He wasn't trashed, but he was still kind of drunk. Everyone else in his apartment had either left or was passed out in a bed or on the living room floor (which happened quite often that year).

We were talking about something just to fill the quiet, since nothing else was going on. Eventually he looked around the room and noticed that we were the only ones still there and awake. I was sitting in a chair and he was sitting on a couch a few feet away.

"So," he started, "what's it like being gay?"

"Pretty good for me," I answered. "Lots of sex with lots of guys whenever I want it. None of the bullshit that comes with fucking a pussy."

He looked intrigued, taking a long drink of the Jack and coke he had sitting in front of him. "Sounds awesome, man. I wish girls would chill the fuck out about sex and give it up more often."

I saw my chance, letting out a laugh and smiling. "Even if they did, they aren't as good at giving head. And a guy's ass is a lot tighter than a girl's pussy. So I guess you'd still be missing out! Guys are just a lot better when it comes to sex."

A few moments of silence passed before he opened his mouth again. "I've always thought you were cool because you don't try to act like a girl. You're a cool guy who just likes sex with other guys."

"Yeah, that's me. We're basically the same aside from who we fuck."

He took another hit of his drink. "Yeah, man. Hey... have you ever imagined doing anything with me?"

"Yeah, you're a hot guy," I answered honestly without any hesitation. I knew where this was going.

He seemed surprised that I had said it right away, but he didn't look angry or unhappy.

"Thanks, I guess. You're so lucky that you like guys, man. Sometimes I wish I didn't have to put up with all the chick shit."

I saw my chance there, and I was going to take it! "Have you ever tried doing anything with a guy?"

"No, I'm not gay."

I stood up, his eyes following me off the chair and to the couch, where I sat down right beside him.

"Do you want to know what it's like?" I asked with a grin.

He looked extremely uncertain, but his cock was growing in his pants. I knew he wanted it, and I knew I was going to get it.

"You can't tell anyone, man." He looked around, remembering the people who were sleeping on the floor. "Shit, we should go somewhere else."

I put my hand on his cock, stroking it through his shorts. "They're out cold. Don't worry, no one's going to see."

I pushed my head toward his, but he tilted away from me. "No kissing, man. Just suck my dick."

"Sorry," I mumbled, sad that he didn't want to kiss me. I'll never understand why some guys are Ok with getting sucked or even getting fucked but not Ok with kissing another guy.

I unzipped his shorts, pulling them down enough to expose his cock, which was now rock hard. I always imagined he would have a huge cock, but it was pretty average. About 6.5" long and a little above average thickness... which looks kind of small on a guy who's 6'2". I'm not a size queen though, it was plenty for me--I was more than happy to be there.

I pushed my head into his lap, licked along his cock up to the head. I looked up, seeing that he was staring intently at me, a blank, amazed look on his face. I took his cock into my mouth, using all the tricks I knew with my tongue and started to suck softly.

The moans started escaping from him. He put his hands on my head, feeling it bob up and down on his cock. I sucked harded and took more of his length into my mouth, swallowing it down to the base. He moaned even louder, pushing my head down on his cock.

"Shit," he moaned. "This is the best blowjob I've ever had, man."

I pulled off his cock, shooting him a smile before I went back to work, experimenting with different ways of making him moan. He seemed to really like the hard sucking, so I switched to only doing that, listening to him moan as I bobbed up and down sucking on his cock with full force.

I slid my hands up underneath his shirt, feeling his abs and pec as I kept up my work on his cock. I started pinching his nipples hoping to get him even more into what we were doing, but he didn't seem to respond. I just slid around his abs and pecs instead, feeling his body as I sucked.

"Wait, man," he ordered, grabbing my head with his hands. "I'm going to cum if you keep going."

"Don't you want to cum?" I asked from his lap.

"Yeah, but not yet."

I wanted to finish, but I'm out of time to write this post... I'll have to finish this one up tomorrow, and hopefully I can post my newest experience by then too.

Sorry guys!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009


I'm going to write about my weekend, yes, I just haven't gotten around to doing it yet! It was a busy weekend and a busy past several days, even if school has gotten better.

Anyway, I'm going to be writing about Straightboy and I thought I would introduce him in this post. I'm not sure how old he is, but somewhere in early 20s... a grad student who goes to the same school. He's about my height (6'2"), built like a football player, medium tan, and he has a nice tattoo on his back. When I say football player I mean thick... not fat, but kind of muscular. I think you all can get the picture.

I call him Straightboy because he still considers himself straight. When I'm not around, he's fucking girls. Now that he's had a taste of cock I don't think he's as happy with pussy as he used to be, but that's his problem, not mine! Whenever he texts I'm more than happy to make something happen.

You can probably guess how we had our first time... he was drunk, and I was eager to get in his pants because I knew he was straight. He didn't let me do anything the first couple of times I tried, but finally he gave in...

I had intended to write that story, but I'm out of time for tonight. I'll post that and maybe my most recent Straightboy story tomorrow!

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Fun Time!

I should be getting a break from school now, which means more time for misadventures. ;-) That should make anyone who likes reading very happy.

My UTI is getting better, so I decided to top after all. I went to Dormboy's room a couple nights ago and this time he was ready for cock. We watched a little TV and he started making out with me, which is always a good sign. I grabbed the chance and started kissing back as passionately as I could, which got him on top of me pushing his ass against my cock. We both stripped down and I sucked his cock for a few minutes, switching to his ass to get him even more riled up. I ate him out for another couple minutes (he was tasting really good tonight) and then I tried to stick my cock in.

He said he wanted to fuck me first, which is ok, but I think it's a lot more fun to be the first to fuck... it makes the bottom want you even more, beg for your cock, and everything else. I didn't really care because I wanted to bottom anyway, so I let him.

He slid his cock in and fucked me for about ten minutes, shooting a big load in my hole. I pushed him off, pulled his legs up against my body, and started aiming at his hole. I lubed him up for a minute and I basically shoved my cock straight in, which made him gasp.

"Is that ok?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's fine, I just wasn't expecting you to push it all right in."

I smiled and started fucking, sliding my 8x6" in and out his hole while he moaned like a bitch. It was an ordinary fuck, so there's not much to describe... I just took my time and dumped a big load in him after about 15 minutes of plowing his hole.

I pulled out and the day of us just sat quietly stretched on the little dorm bed, out of breath and full of cum.

I haven't cum in a couple of days, and I do have some Valentines plans, so I should have a good story to tell tomorrow. ;-)

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Aww :(

No fuck, and I seem to have a urinary tract infection. That really sucks!

I guess I should avoid sticking my cock in a hole until it clears up. I'm taking all the right measures... I'll have to see if I can score some fun bottoming.

Try number 1 tonight!

Monday, February 9, 2009

Failed Fuck

I thought I was going to get lucky last night. A guy I met off of Craigslist who I've had a lot of sex with asked if I wanted to watch a movie. Usually that ends up with cock in ass, so I said sure.

He's pretty similar to me, but hairy. Very hairy. I almost thought it would be a deal breaker, but I got over it. My favorite thing about him is that his cock stays rock hard from start to finish. Oh, and he really loves having me shove my cock right into his hole. No going slowly, carefully, taking my time--he likes me to just push it to the hilt and start fucking.

The downside is that he's someone who would rather hold you and cuddle with you than stick his cock in you. And that's exactly what happened.

He told me to come see him in his dorm room tonight, which hopefully would end in sex. I guess I'll let you know when I make a post tomorrow!

A cutie on adam4adam has wanted to ride my dick and take my load for months, but when he first tried he had a boyfriend. 5'10" and 140, so very skinny, which is something I like when I'm looking fora bottom. Hot body, even if the face could be better, and I'd jump on him if I could.

Unfortunately, having a boyfriend will put me off forever. Getting fucked bareback and taking loads, not telling your boyfriend, and still having sex with him? That's crazy to me. Since he's at risk as much as anyone else, he deserves to know what's going on and make a choice. I figure if a guy is willing to cheat on his boyfriend and lie to him, he doesn't really care about telling you the truth about his sex life and how careful he is about disease. I avoid anyone who pulls that, which might be part of the reason why I'm clean hundreds of bareback fucks later.

Anyway, I'll let you know how tonight goes. :)

Saturday, February 7, 2009

First Fuck Story: Last Week

I had a pretty harsh school week before I can home, and I have another terrible week to look forward to now, but I did have an extremely hot fuck waiting for me on Thursday night.

I had two difficult exams during the week, so I was super eager to relieve my stress and have some fun. I got on adam4adam to look around the day before I’d actually be free and waited for some messages. I’m very forward about barebacking in my profile, so I figure anyone who sends me a message is probably willing to fuck raw. I also have my count posted, so you can imagine the kind of messages I get.

Adam1: hey
Me: hey hottie. Unlock?

He was 20, 6 feet tall, 160 pounds. His pic showed a pretty hot body, so I was really eager to see his face. His profile said “safe only,” but that never really means anything. “Vers top” was a lot more meaningful.

Adam1: unlocked. Damn you’re hot
Me: haha, thanks. You look pretty hot yourself! What’re you looking for?

He wasn’t insanely hot, but he had a nice face. Short brown hair and green eyes. His profile said he had 7” cock.

Adam1: want to add some loads to your taken and given?
Me: always! I have to study for a test tonight though. You free later tomorrow night?

There’s nothing better than a hot guy asking me that question! My dick was rock hard and I really wanted to play with him now, but I wasn’t going to let myself get distracted.

Adam1: yeah, tomorrow night is good for me. Can you host? What do you like?
Me: I can host…I live about 10 minutes from campus. I like everything fun, as long as you like bb
Adam1: cool. Can’t wait to have some fun then. You can text me tomorrow night whenever you want to hang out. My name is Brandon. ###-###-####
Me: Alright man, see you tomorrow. I’m going to get back to studying.

I should note that I’ll never going to use my name in this blog… not even an initial or anything. If I ever refer to myself in any other way than “Me” or the way I am now I’ll probably use RCJS (raw college jock slut, the name of this blog). I’m not going to use the real names people give me either. I’ll either make them up or shuffle them around.

Anyway, I logged off and went back to my books and papers, letting me hard cock die down. I managed to finish the night without getting off, so I would have a two day load to shoot whenever the time came.

I sent Brandon a text in the middle of the day to make sure he hadn’t changed his mind after jerking off the night before or whatever.

Me: Hey, we talked about hooking up last night on adam. You still up for it?
Brandon: yeah of course. I’ll be waiting for your text later

That was a relief… there’s nothing worse than not getting a text back. I finished what was basically a 10 hour day of school by taking my exam, and as soon as I was I sent Brandon another text. He responded within 5 minutes, so I hadn’t even left campus yet.

Brandon: just let me know where to go. I’m coming from campus

I have to say, I really don’t like having sex with guys right after I meet them. I’m not saying I haven’t done it and won’t do it, obviously that’s not true, but it’s not really my thing. I like to have a chance to talk with them for a few reasons… one, so I know they’re real or their pics are up to date, and two, so I know they aren’t absolutely nuts. I usually ask a guy to meet me on campus for the first time, just for a chat, coffee, or anything like that.

Me: I’m still on campus. You want to meet up at the library or starbucks?
Brandon: yeah sure. I’ll be at starbucks in about 5 minutes. See you there

My dick was inflating in my jeans. I needed this night so badly! I had to be on campus early in the morning, so I had taken a bus to get there. Parking is insanely difficult here, so a ton of us who live off campus don’t bother ever trying. If he was as good looking in real life as he was in his pics I figured I could get ride with him to my place and save myself the trouble of the bus.

It took me about 5 minutes to walk there, and I saw him waiting beside the door. Damn, he looked better in real life than he did in his pictures! He was wearing a long sleeve polo with a pair of shorts and flip flops, even if it was pretty cool outside. I certainly didn’t mind! His hair was a little longer (not in a bad way) and he was a bit less tan than in his pics, but I had no complaints. Honestly, I think I probably had quite the huge grin across my face.

I introduced myself and we shook hands. “Aren’t you a little cold?” I asked, trying to avoid that awkward moment that usually hits after you meet someone like this, and checking him out rather obviously from head to toe at the same time.

“Not planning to be out there for very long, so I didn’t really mind. I just wanted to throw my clothes on and get over here.

I could tell he wanted to kiss me, but he opened the door and walked into Starbucks anyway. He ordered and told me to go ahead, which I thought was pretty sweet. He paid and we waited. We traded some small talk about school as we looked each other over, and I could tell that this guy was really into me.

“You mind giving me a ride back to my place? I took the bus to get over here,” I explained as we got our drinks.

“Yeah, sure,” he grinned. I headed for the door and he didn’t object—it was time to get the action started!

It took us about 5 minutes to get to his car, and we chatted the whole way there about some pretty stupid stuff. As soon as the doors were closed I grabbed his head and kissed him, which surprised him a little, but he was kissing back a few seconds later. He was pretty good, so we traded tongues for a minute before I let him drive.

I started unbuckling his pants as soon as we got out of the parking lot, which got a huge smile on his face. His cock was rock hard in his boxer briefs and felt like it was the 7 inches his profile had promised. I couldn’t wait to feel it in me.

I spent the whole 10 minute ride in his lap sucking his cock, which was driving him wild. He moaned and panted and had to ask me to hold off several times to keep himself from shooting his load right there.

He tried to zip up when we got to my apartment, but I pulled his pants back up and told him to walk in just like he was. He turned the car off and just did that.

He pushed me against the wall as soon as I closed the door, rubbing his hard cock against mine and sliding his tongue around in my mouth. The lust in this guy was incredible…it felt like he hadn’t found any release in weeks. We kept trading tongues and he grabbed my ass, squeezing my cheeks. That drove him even wilder.

“Can’t wait to fuck my cum into that sweet ass,” he whispered, kind of shy about what he was saying.

“Let’s go do it,” I whispered back, leading him upstairs to my room.

Now I remembered that I was in condition to let him fuck me. I’d been at school for so long I hadn’t even had time for a shower, let alone time to make my ass perfect for his cock to fuck. I pushed him down on the bed to make out with him and decided I’d just let him know what’s up and go for the shower.

“I need to take a shower before we can get started,” I explained.

He smiled, running his hands over my ass again. “No problem man, just hurry up,” he said with a smile.

I turned the shower on and came back to hand him the TV remote. “I’ll be back in 10 or so.”
I cleaned my ass out as quickly as I could and washed all of the sweat off my body. I was done in about 5 minutes… record time for me! I dried myself off and opened the door.

Brandon was laying on the bed completely naked, stroking his 7 inch cock. His body was pretty nice, a little less defined that it looked in the pics, but not bad at all. He had some hair on his chest and stomach but that was pretty much it.

I stood there and we just looked each other over for a minute. My dick sprang to life, and Brandon started jacking his cock even more furiously when I hit my full 8x6 inches.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he said from the bed. He sat up and motioned for me to come lay down. I obeyed without protest, and he went to work. He moved to a position between my legs and pulled them up around his body so that his cock was poking against my balls.

We made out in that position for a few minutes as passionately as we possibly could have. He was just as eager to have me as I was to have him, and it was amazingly hot after almost a week without sex.

He pulled his face up and gave me a lusty look before he pushed my legs up and started sliding his tongue around on my ass. He didn’t hit the hole but went everywhere around it, licking up to my balls and finally hitting my cock. He sucked me pretty decently while he poked a finger against my hole, not trying to slide it in but instead just rubbing against it.

I’m not a little bottom bitch, but I sure was moaning like one. Rubbing my hole while sucking my cock is one of the best things a guy can do! He didn’t spent a lot of time sucking me, pushing my ass up in the air and diving at my hole with his tongue instead. This time he didn’t evade it, instead licking pretty skillfully and inserting his tongue as deeply as he could push it inside me. It was obvious this guy was preparing to slam my hole, and it was fucking hot.

He gave me a final wave of tongue pleasure before he pulled his face up and started rubbing his cock. He bent down to make out with me for a minute while rubbing his finger against my hole again.

He spit in his hand and rubbed it on his cock and up against my ass, repeating the process a few times to get everything slick. He didn’t even ask me if I had or wanted to use lube, which I thought was super hot. He pointed his cock toward my hole and slipped one of my legs on to one of his shoulders.

I felt his head pressing against me and relaxed as best as I could. He watched intently as his 7 inches started to disappear into my tight jock ass, moaning pretty loudly without ever asking about whether my roommate was home or if he needed to keep quiet.

“Oh shit, that’s a hot cock,” I moaned as he slid the rest of it into me. He filled me up nicely, the last inch a little straining, but I didn’t say anything. It felt so good inside me.

“Your ass is so tight,” he groaned, hitting bottom and resting for a second. “You ok?”

“Yeah, my ass is yours. Fuck the shit out of me!”

He started sliding in and out of my hole before I could even finish saying it, probing as deeply as was possible.

I didn’t hold back, moaning with pleasure with each stroke of his cock. He varied his pace and depth and fucked me like that for 3 or 4 minute intervals, taking one to rest his cock and kiss me every time. After about 15 minutes of fucking me in this cycle he started pumping my ass more fervently, pulling his cock all the way out and jamming it back in wildly. My chute was completely open from the fucking, so he encountered no resistance. He slid his hot dick in and out of my hole like he owned it, and my enthusiasm only encouraged him to fuck me harder and more roughly than before.

The two of us just grunted and moaned with every movement, our bodies drenched with sweat and dripping as he relentlessly fucked my hole. Brandon had a look of pure pleasure on his face as he pumped his cock in and out of me, his eyes darting between my face and his cock disappearing in front of him.

I never wanted this to end, but I could tell he was getting close. The spit we were using for lube was pretty much dry, so my ass was gripping his cock with full force.

He didn’t say anything to indicate that he was close. Instead he pulled both of my legs up to his shoulders and steadily pounded my ass harder and harder. What started as a small groan was growing with each stroke, louder and louder until it was a full yell. He slammed my ass at full force, giving it a final deep drive that marked his orgasm. He didn’t stop fucking me, instead going at full force while his cock swelled up around my hole and his cum coated my insides.
Brandon still hadn’t stopped. He was continuing to pound my hole at full force, still moaning as loudly as he possibly could have. I realized it had probably been a long time since he had fucked, and my ass must have given him an incredibly amazing orgasm.

Eventually he stopped fucking, his sweaty body collapsing on top of mine. His lips found mine and we kissed pretty passionately.

“Your hole was so fucking good,” he mumbled, his whole body still heaving. “Filled you up with my cum. I just shot a huge fucking load in your ass.”

I grabbed his body and pulled it as deeply into me as I could, which felt awesome. His cock was softening, but it was still filling my hole.

“That was an awesome fuck!” I answered, wondering if he would even be in the mood to get fucked by me now.

He smiled and rolled off of me, holding his legs up in the air. “Your turn. I need your cum now.”

I was so worked up from his amazing fuck that I knew I wouldn’t be able to return the favor, at least this time. He already had a mind blowing orgasm, so I didn’t think he would mind.

I slid between his legs and went to work on his hole, which had been carefully cleaned and was now slick with the sweat he’d worked up fucking me. I licked his hole clean, tonguing the inside as deeply as I could. Brandon moaned softly while I worked, darting my tongue in and out and sucking on his hole. I looked up to see that he was watching me with great attention, and I also noticed that his cock was starting to get hard again.

I slid inside him with spit just like he had, but it took a bit more effort. My cock was longer and thicker than his was, and I doubted he did this as often as I do. I took my time, sliding in slowly and carefully watching his facial expressions to make sure I wasn’t hurting him. When my dick was all the way inside, he relaxed and I was able to loosen him up without too much effort. I fucked his ass hard for about 10 minutes. He was moaning with each stroke just like I had been doing with him, and he was jerking his cock furiously, which by now was fully hard again.

“I’m getting close,” I warned, pulling my cock out of his hole and shoving it back inside.

“Give me your cum,” he ordered, his ass tightening up around my cock. “Fill me up with your hot load.”

His saying that and gripping my dick with his ass pretty much put me over. I give it a few final strokes and pushed it all the way inside him, feeling my cum spurt deep into his hole, spurt after spurt.

“Fuck yeah!” he yelled, shooting another round of cum right as I finished. He didn’t shoot much, but it was still insanely hot to see him getting off again after the fucking he had given me not too long before.

I pulled my cock out of his ass, some cum dribbling out of his hole and on to the bed. Keep in mind that I have 8 inches by 6 inches… I really opened him up!

I made out with him again for a few minutes and asked if he wanted to take a shower. He said he’d just get dressed and take one when he got home. Whether he was avoiding spending more time with me didn’t really make a difference… I already had a pretty amazing time. Maybe he just wanted to keep my cum inside him… who knows.

He put his clothes on and I showed him off to the door, giving him a little kiss on the lips before he left.

“Thanks, man, that was really hot,” he said with a grin.

“Maybe we can hang out again sometime,” I suggested, not knowing what to expect given the nature of this kind of thing.

I guess we’ll find out sometime soon. I’d really like to see this guy again! Hooking up with him was an extremely welcome experience at the end of that awful week.

I’ll write again as soon as something happens, and hopefully that will happen within a few days…

Hello World! Loose Ends

There are several very large schools in Florida, so some of my readers probably attend some of these schools. Maybe you live near one. Either way, if you're my type--and you shouldn't waste your time if you know you aren't--feel free to contact me. Tell me where you are and I'll let you know if I'm in the same place. Maybe we can get together and you can end up in my blog. :)

I share a nice apartment and I have most of my fun there, but I do venture other places for sex pretty often.

Of huge relevance to any horny boy, I have an 8"x6" cock. ;-)

I'm sure I'll be adding more to this another day!

Hello World! What I Like

My goal in posting here isn't to please all the people reading. If our tastes aren't the same, it doesn't mean anything... feel free to be attracted to whoever you like, and feel free to be into anything you want to be into. I'm going to be writing about what I like, and if it some of it doesn't do anything for you feel free to skip over it.

My primary interest is college guys, or guys 18-30. I don't need perfect bodies, but I like guys to be in decent shape. If a 35-year-old guy is hot and in good shape, I certainly won't throw him out of consideration. For whatever reason I don't really like black or asian guys, so you probably aren't ever going to read about them here. Sorry. I LOVE frat boys. I'm constantly seeing tons of them everywhere at school, and that drives my cock wild. The number of them willing to fuck a guy would probably shock most people, but we'll let this blog do the talking on that in the future.

I don't like sex clubs, bathrooms, or cruising. I'm a bareback slut, but those things don't really do anything for me. I guess it's a safety issue too... I want to know something about the guys I'm fucking around with.

I find guys on Craigslist and using sites like Adam4adam. Very rarely I might connect with a guy some other way and have it lead to hot bareback fun. We'll see what happens!

I like all of the normal stuff. Kissing, sucking, rimming, and fucking are all necessities. I like topping and bottoming... last year I usually bottomed, but since 2009 began I've really been letting my top side come out. I have no idea how often I'll top or bottom in the end, but I do love both.

As you should now know, I love bareback. It's the only way I fuck. Aside from that, I also like cumming in a guy or having a guy cum in me and licking it out or having it licked out. I have a huge foot fetish (keep in mind this state is flip flop paradise!) and I also like piss.

Now you should know what to expect! In my final post for this round of introduction tonight, I'll tie up some loose ends.

Hello World! What I'll Write About

I don't really want to use this blog to talk about what I've done in the past because it's already gone. I can't remember everything and I would have to make up a lot of details for the sake of writing a coherent post, and I don't really want to do that.

I will write about a few things, I think, including my first sexual experiences. We'll see what happens.

That handful of stories aside, I'm going to use this blog to write about what's happening to me in the present. When I meet a guy and fuck, I'm going to come here and tell you exactly how it happened.

This semester is probably the worst semester of school I've ever had, so my sex life has gotten slower than it was in the past year. I've been having sex once every 3 or 4 days since the semester started and that's probably the way it'll be from now until May. With that in mind, my goal is to update this blog once every 3 or 4 days!

Continuing this series of introduction posts, the next post will be all about what I like to do in bed... or in a car... or bent against a tree.

Hello World! An Introduction

It's a Friday night. I should be doing something fun, but instead I'm sitting at home with my family. The fact that I'm bored now is exactly why I'm going to start writing this blog. If you enjoy it, be glad I had nothing better to do on this boring Friday night. :)

I'm not with my family often, so don't worry, I'm usually not bored. On a normal day I'm going to school at a major university in Florida and living in a town with 32,500 college boys. Add in other guys in my age range (18-30) and maybe there are 60,000 living there. Tons of horny boys.

As my blog title suggests, I like raw cock. Ok, I love raw cock--there's no such thing as enough. I took around 150 loads of cum in my ass in 2008 and pumped around 25 loads into other guys. I wasn't keeping count, but going over everything I did last year those numbers should be pretty close to accurate. This year I've started keeping count. My current tally is 7 loads token, 11 loads given.

I've had a condom in my ass one time, and it was pulled off part of the way through the fuck. I've never used a condom to top. Most simply, I'm a bareback slut. I love everything about fucking bareback, amd I never do anything else. If a guy wants me but wants to use a condom I tell him that I'm not interested.

Is this risky? Duh. I'm a smart guy, please don't waste my time letting me know. I know that what I like is risky, and that doesn't stop me from doing what I enjoy. I'm careful about who I get with. Trust me, if I wasn't I could fuck a different guy every single night for years. Actually, I could probably fit several in every day for years. I don't.

I took 150 loads in 2008 and I was HIV and other STD free in December 2008. Please give me some credit.

As much as I would enjoy posting pictures, I'm never going to be able to do that. I don't want my family or friends to identify me; this part of my life is kind of secretive, and I want to keep it that way.

I will give you a description of myself. I'm 6'2", 180 pounds, with dirty blond hair and blue eyes. I go to the gym a few times a week, but I don't have a ton of muscle, just a bit of definition so that you can see it's there. I have a pretty good tan too, which isn't that hard to get down here in Florida. I'm not too hairy... just my armpits, arms, and legs for the most part. I keep my pubes trimmed and have a decent little happy trail, plus a smooth ass and a hairless hole. I wear a 12 shoe.

When it's not freezing outside like it has been lately (which is 40 degrees for those of us in Florida), I'm walking around campus in a tshirt or a polo, a pair of shorts or jeans, and flip flops. My favorite brands are Abercrombie, Polo, and Lacoste. I don't know that I have the Polo look, but I think a lot of people would probably say I have the Abercrombie look. :)

Now you know what I look like and know you know what I like.

Next, in a new post, what you can expect to read in this blog.