College Bed-Buddies

We lay on my bed and Tom licked his cum off my dribbling chin and then he put his tongue into my mouth. I sucked it hard as he kissed my neck.

“I’m glad that you ran out of notepaper,” I said: “Otherwise this afternoon just wouldn’t have happened.”

“Shit, I’ve got stacks of the stuff,” he chuckled. “I’ve had the hots for you for a long time. It was the only way I could think of getting to know you.”

“You crafty bastard!” I said to him with a smile. “You owe me one for that.”

It was time for him to fuck me again.

After another twenty minutes of passionate sex, I wanted to know more about my horny new freshman friend as we lay naked in each other’s arms.

“When did you find out that you liked guys?” I asked him softly

“When I was eleven,” he replied. “My cock got stiff when I was in the swimming pool changing room looking at an older boy’s huge dick.”

“Did anything happen between you?” I asked him.

“No,” he replied, “it was quite some time before I had any sex at all. I didn’t have any really meaningful experience with a guy until I turned eighteen,“ he continued. “I got horny for one of my teachers. He was a handsome twenty-five year old with a monstrous dick. We shared a room on a botanical field trip and he got his cock in my ass hole the first night of our stay. I remember how much it hurt. I nearly screamed in agony. But the pain soon passed and I loved him fucking me after that. I soon learned how to please him and we fucked each other to madness for the rest of our visit.”

I smiled at him. He was just like me only a little younger. I put my arm around him and told him my story.

“I was in the Scouts,” I told him, “and I got a crush on my patrol leader when I was twelve. My little cock got horny every time I was around him.

“What happened?” Tom asked me.

“Oh, we just messed around a little,” I replied. “Like you, I was over eighteen before I made real love to a guy.”

“I shared a tent with a guy the same age as me on summer camp. When we bedded down on our first night he pulled my naked body into his bunk and we sucked each other off. I’ll never forget the thrill of that first time with another guy. We must have sucked each other thousands of times after but the first time was the most exciting.”

“Who was the first guy to fuck you,” he asked me.

“A young teacher offered to give me free private tuition during the vacation before I came to college because my grades were a little lower than I had expected,” I said. “He knew I had the hots for him and he was horny for me. He got his meat inside me on my first visit to his flat. It was awesome. After that we fucked each other three or four times a week. It was the first time I fell in love with a man.”

“I bet you still fuck him during vacations,” Tom said probingly.

“Yes,” I replied, “we’ll always have a relationship no matter who else we share our lives with.”

“Who’s the guy I see you go around with in college?” he asked me curiously.

“That’s my friend Ben,” I told him. “We’re lovers but we have an open relationship. He’s away on a field trip right now and he’s probably shagging someone else to death as I speak.”

“There’s room for me then?” he asked me hopefully.

“You bet,” I replied and I gave him a deep wet kiss.

He was horny again and I took his cock in my mouth and sucked it and finger fucked his sticky ass hole.

“I want to suck you, too,” he whispered and I climbed on top of him in the sixty-nine position and felt my cock slide deep down his throat.

Ten minutes of sucking and stroking made our cocks explode in each other’s mouths within seconds of each other. Our bodies trembled in ecstasy as we swallowed each other’s warm acrid cum and finger-fucked our twitching holes.

“That was wonderful,” I told him as we snuggled up together. We had tired each other out and we soon fell asleep in each other’s arms.

2. My Boyfriend Returns.

A few days later, I was coming back from a lecture and saw my mate Ben getting out of a Cherokee that was parked outside our dorm. I waved and shouted at him and he waited for me to catch up with him. We were both glad to see each other again. He looked cool in his shorts and check shirt.

“You’ve got a fine tan mate,” I said.

“Yeh, and I’ve got it all over,” he replied. “Some of us did all the fieldwork stripped-off.”

We went inside the building and I whispered to him that I had missed him.

“Me too,” he said as he tweaked my bottom. “Give me half an hour to shower and come down to my room for our usual afternoon session,” he whispered.

I was immediately as horny as ever for him.

I changed into a fresh pair of shorts and a clean T-shirt and sprayed myself with Ben’s favorite cologne. I wanted my meat inside him and his meat up my back door. The trouble was I couldn’t decide which I wanted first. Then I combed my hair and went down to his room. He was lying on his back on the bed with his stiff ten-inch cock in his hand. I locked his door and sat down beside him.

“You look gorgeous,” I said to him as I looked at his all-over tan that was set off by his deep red hair.

“Your not so bad yourself,” he said as his hand slid
up a leg of my shorts and tugged at my massive erection. “I’m pleased to see that you’ve still got the hots for me,” he whispered.

“Yes,” I whispered back to him, “I still want to fuck you every time I see you.”

I pulled off my shirt and shorts and lay down on top of him and our stiff dicks throbbed between us.

Ben pulled my head firmly to his and kissed me long and hard with his tongue down my throat. A thrill of excitement went through my body. It was how I felt for him the first time we made love. I remembered the proverb that said that absence makes the heart grow fonder.

I knelt up in front of him and ran my hand through the patches of red hair that covered his breasts and crotch.

Then he bent his legs and opened them wide so that I could stuff my meat down his tube.

My dick wagged about as I got into position and then I grasped it and pushed my helmet through his hole. One long push got my cock completely inside him. Ben loved it and let out a low long groan. He wrapped his muscular legs around my waist and he grabbed my buttocks with both hands.

I looked into his pleading green eyes as I started to fuck him with slow long strokes. Then I felt my cock close to coming and I stabbed my cock furiously in and out of his tube until it pulsated and tingled. I cried out in ecstasy as if it were the first time that I had ever fucked a guy.

Ben pulled me to his chest and put his tongue deep down my throat and I felt my cock squirt another load of cum deep inside him. I pulled my dick out of him and finger-fucked his hole as my cum dribbled out of it.

“Please suck me mate,” he whispered. “I’m ready to cum.”

I pulled back his foreskin and sucked his purple helmet until it started to dribble in my mouth. Then he pulled my head down on it until its tip hit the back of my throat. I rocked my head up and down on it and gave him an exquisite mouth-fuck until his cock spurted his cum down my throat in three distinct bursts.

I sucked on as his dick tingled and he groaned blissfully. The taste of his cum in my mouth again was heavenly.

We lay quietly together for a while and then I wondered what he had been up to when he was away.

“Did you meet anyone nice when you were on your field trip?” I asked him with feigned nonchalance and I looked directly in his eyes.

He smiled at me coyly.

“I tried not to get involved with anyone,” he said “but a cute guy got the hots for me and he wouldn’t let go of me.”

“How many times did you fuck him?” I asked him quietly.

“Three times I think,” he replied hesitantly.

From what I knew about Ben’s sex drive, the true answer would be about ten times as much.

“Was he as nice as me?” I said sheepishly.

“Hell no,” he said, “but he was the best fuck available at the time.”

“That’s all right then,” I said to him with a smile.

“Hey how about you?” he asked suspiciously. “I can’t imagine you leading a monk’s life with all those horny young dorm guys around you.”

“Like who?” I said defensively.

“Like that freshman who’s always ogling you in the refectory. He’s had the hots for you for ages.”

I giggled as I realized that he had been much more observant than I had been. I had given the game away and Ben got quite anxious.

“You’ve shagged each other!” he said and I couldn’t deny it.

“Yes. We spent an afternoon together. He came to my room on the pretext of borrowing a notepad and one thing led to another,” I told him frankly. “He knows that we’re best mates,” I said to him in an attempt to stop him feeling jealous.

“Did you like him?” Ben asked me.

“He’s a sweet guy,” I replied. “The three of us would make a great threesome.”