Date: Sat, 31 Jan 2004 16:10:02 -0600
From: Mark Reid <mreid14@cox.net>
Subject: Adventures of Pete Cordell, College Daze, Part 3

This story is a continuation of Lessons Learned. It is the story of Pete's
first great love, John Hampton. This is a story of gay men performing
consensual sex acts with other gay men. If you are underage or if these
stories violate the law where you live, then please don't read. Also, if
such acts disgust or outrage you, then again, please don't read. Note that
in these stories, unsafe sex does occur, but remember this was in the days
before HIV had made it's way into the South. Please know this: Every
sexually active person, gay or straight, should be tested regularly for
HIV. Knowing your's and your partner's status can save your life!

My thanks to C.J. and Glynn for their careful editing.

Part 3

      The next several days went on as if nothing had happened. We read,
listened to music, worked on papers and did not discuss what happened
earlier in the week. However, several times I noticed him lost in thought,
and I knew he was thinking about what had happened.
     Wednesday night, I returned from the shower to find John again sitting
on my side of the desk looking at the same magazine. His dick was again
hard, tenting his boxers, as he turned to me and, holding up the magazine,
asked, "What does it feel like?" The picture was one stud fucking the
other.
     "Fucking, or getting fucked?" I asked.
     "Both. Does it hurt?" he asked.
     "Usually at first. But once you get used to it, there's nothing like
the feel of a big dick filling your butt. Guys have something called a
prostate gland," I continued, "and it's incredibly sensitive. The feel of a
cock head rubbing up and down against it is indescribable. Why? Do you want
to try it?"
     "I'm not sure. I loved the feel of your finger up my butt the other
night, but I'm scared to take that huge dick."
     "Well, we can go slow. Why don't you lose those boxers and come over
here." Stepping out of the boxers, he moved over in front of me, big dick
swinging. I turned him around and said "Bend over."
     He hesitated. "What if I'm not clean?" he asked.  I replied "Didn't
you just shower a little while ago?" At his nod, I said, "Then don't worry
about it. Now shut up and bend over." He did, and I could see his pucker
staring at me through the hair lining his crack. Spreading his legs, I
started rubbing his butt-crack with my hand, paying special attention to
his hole. Meanwhile, I was kissing, licking and lightly biting his hairy
butt cheeks. He tensed when my mouth moved to his butt crack.
     "Just relax and enjoy." I said, and slowly licked his sweet hole. He
jerked, and yelled "My God!" as I started licking and sucking on that
hole. He bent down farther, to give me more access, as I started to eat
that hole as if my life depended on it. I pointed my tongue and started
probing his ass with it. The cries he was making made me glad no one else
was in the dorm. I pulled off and said, "How does it feel?"
     "It feels awesome!" he moaned.
     "Do you want me to lick it some more?"
     "God, yes. "
     "Tell me what you want."
     "Please, lick my hole. Take that tongue and get me ready for that big
dick!" he cried.
     I bent forward and continued to stick my tongue up his butt. After
several minutes, his tight hole had loosened up considerably, and I sucked
on a finger and started rubbing it over his pucker. His cries of pleasure
got louder as I slowly inserted the finger into his ass, slowing sawing it
back and forth.
     "How does that feel?" I asked. He only moaned in reply. After several
minutes, I inserted a second finger. He tensed up and I said
"Relax. Pretend you're taking a shit."  He did, and I again inserted two
fingers. As I started moving my fingers in and out, I found his prostate,
and pressed against it. He groaned, and I asked "Do you like that?"
     "God, yes," was his reply.
     I finally added a third finger, and stretched his ass, getting it
ready for what we both knew was coming. I pulled my fingers out and asked,
"Did that feel good?"
     "Fuck yes!"
     "What do you want?"
     Quietly, he said, "I want you to fuck me."
     "What?" I said. "I can't hear you."
     "I want you to fuck me!" he yelled. "I want that big dick in my ass!"
     "As you wish." Going over to my nightstand, I returned with a bottle
of lotion. Putting some on my hand, I used my fingers to push the lube into
his hot ass. I then coated my big dick with another generous squirt and
placed the head against his hole.
     "Are you sure you want this?" I asked
     "Yes. I want you to fuck my ass!" he cried.
     With that, I pushed, and the head of my dick breached the anal
ring. He gasped in pain. I stopped pushing and reminded him to relax. After
several moments, he did so, and I pushed a little farther in. "Does it
still hurt?" I asked.
     "Not really," he responded. "It just feels weird."  I continued to
slowly slide in, an inch at a time, until my sparse pubes brushed against
his cheeks. "How does that feel?" I asked.
     "Incredible," he moaned. "Now fuck me."
    I slowly started to slide my cock in and out, withdrawing all the way
back until only my head was inside, then slowly going back in. After
several minutes of this, John, moaning incoherently, started to speed
things up, moving his ass up and down my cock, faster and faster, fucking
his ass with my cock. I started pounding his ass, my balls slapping against
his cheeks with every stroke.
     After several minutes, I pulled out and led John over to my
bed. Putting him on his back, I lifted his legs up over my shoulders and
made my way back home.  "God, you're tight!" I cried.  "Damn, you're huge!"
he responded. As I started pistoning in and out of that hot ass, I leaned
over and kissed him deeply. He returned it, and we kissed mindlessly. After
just a few minutes, he pulled his head back and screamed, "I'm coming!" And
with that, with nobody touching him, he began to shoot great streams of
come, all the way over his head, with subsequent squirts covering his face
and chest. The contractions in his ass drove me over the edge, and I came,
depositing what felt like a quart of come deep into his bowels.
     After I finished coming, I leaned over and gently licked his come off
of his face before kissing him deeply. I reluctantly pulled out, and lying
by his side, rubbed his come into his chest and stomach with my hand while
we continued kissing. After several minutes, I pulled back and asked, "So,
what do you think? Did you like it?"
     Oh my God!" he said. "That was the most incredible experience of my
life."
     "So, are you okay with this "fag" thing?" I asked, grinning.
     "First of all, it's not a "fag" thing", he said, returning my
grin. "And yeah, I'm fine with this. I still like women, and want to get
married and have a family one day. But there's no way that I'm giving this
up."
     "Glad to hear it, roomy." Looking down at the drying cum all over his
chest and stomach hair, I said, "Let's go get you cleaned up." Grabbing two
towels, which we threw over our shoulders, we made our way to the showers.

End of Part 3