Date: Fri, 30 May 2003 01:00:11 -0400
From: No Name <ghettorod@hotmail.com>
Subject: Drew & Paul; College Encounters:Part One

For those of you who followed my first few stories in Drive In Movie
Encounters in the High School section, you will remember Paul and I had
discovered the joy of M2M sex during the last few weeks of our senior year
of high school and found a few other guys who felt the same during the
summer after graduation. I will try and recall a few of the encounters we
had during our college days.

Once again, as a reminder, the events in the following stories did actually
happen. I have changed the names, locations, and ages in some cases. By
taking some liberties with the facts, this should be considered a
"semi-factual" story. Please excuse any slip ups in putting modern
technology back in the late 1950's as I did a few times in previous stories.
We take so many modern conveniences for granted, it's hard to believe they
haven't been around forever.

The following contains detailed descriptions of sex between boys and men of
different ages. If you are offended by this type of story, please do not
read them. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy them.

Drew & Paul; College Encounters: Part One, Freshman Year 1959

Chapter One; School Year

Paul and I had arrived at the state university a few days before official
registration. We were able to check into our dorm room early since we had
pre-registered. Our room was small, but neatly arranged with two single beds
against opposing walls, with a small chest beside each. A pair of good size
closets were at the other end of the room, with built-in shelves and study
desks between them. There was even a small fridge. We shared a bathroom with
the adjoining room, which was empty so far.

The college was located about 2 miles from a reasonably large city. After
the small town we hailed from, it seemed like New York City! There were the
usual student hangouts; a few lounges and beer joints for those old enough
to drink...or sneaky enough to secure fake ID's.  We were surprised to find
that, on the outlying areas, there were one or two gay bars, and even some
adult theaters. Nothing like this was allowed back home.

Paul and I didn't waste any time in christening our new home.  We had barely
gotten unpacked when the urge struck us. I was stretching to put my suitcase
on top of my closet when Paul came up behind me and put his arms around my
waist and unbuttoned my jeans, saying "Finally, we're here! A whole new
life! Let's celebrate"! His hands quickly shoved my jeans down and grasped
my hardening dick thru my briefs. "Mmmmmmm, I've missed the taste of this
beauty long enough! I can't wait to get my mouth on it".

I covered Paul's hands with mine and whispered, "It's all yours babe. I want
to feel you in me too". Paul urged me to turn around and our mouths fused
together, tongues exploring. As his hands moved inside my briefs to stroke
my cock and play with my ass, I unbuttoned and unzipped Paul's shorts. I
quickly discovered he had on no underwear and my fingers closed around his
throbbing dick.

We had both gone thru a growth spurt, but Paul had outdone me by a few
inches. He was now pushing 6 feet and weighed about 160 pounds. His body had
filled out some, but he still retained the sleek swimmer's body. His dick
had grown to just over 7 inches. I, on the other hand had decided that I
would never see the other side of 5' 10". I had kept my weight steady around
155 to 160, but my cock was going to stay about 6 1/2", I guess. At least it
had gotten a little thicker.

My briefs joined the jeans at my ankles and I stepped out of both, kicking
off my sandals. Paul pulled my shirt over my head, leaving me completely
naked. He quickly took off his remaining clothes and we moved to the nearest
bed, still locked in a deep kiss. The back of my knees bumped into the edge
of the bed and Paul gently laid me out flat on my back, pressing his hard
body on top of mine. Our dicks rubbed together bringing moans from both of
us as things heated up rapidly.

We turned around and assumed a 69 position, with our heads resting on the
other's thigh. We got down to some serious sucking and quickly brought one
another to the brink of cumming. "I'm close, Paul" I groaned "You're gonna
get me off...You're gonna make me cummm...Mmmmmm...gonna cum...gonna cum!"
Paul wet a finger and slipped it up my quivering ass as he doubled his
efforts on my pulsating dick, which pushed me over the edge. "Ohhhhh...that
did it...I'm cumming...I'm cumming...Oh, God...Oh,
God...Urrrgh...Cuuuummmmmiiiinnnnggg"! Several powerful spurts of cum
blasted into Paul's sucking mouth as I emptied my balls.

Paul didn't give me time to recover, pulling me bodily up from the bed and
backing me over to one of the desks. My ass plopped down on top of the desk,
and Paul dropped to his knees, lifted my legs high and buried his face in my
ass. I almost blacked out from the intense pleasure I felt as his tongue
circled the winking hole, before plunging inside. "Ahhhh, Yeeeessss...Rim me
good babe...get me good and wet"! I felt a finger slide in and start
massaging my prostrate (Yeah, we had finally found out what we had been
calling 'the spot' was really called). My hips were jerking uncontrolably as
wave after wave of erotic feelings shot thru my body. "Oh, man! Fuck me
Paul! Slide that beautiful cock in my ass and fuck me"!

Paul stood up and quickly lubed up his cock and my ass with KY, lifted my
legs over his shoulders and pressed the head against my ass. It went in to
the hilt without the slightest resistance. We froze in that position for a
moment, looking into each other's eyes. I could feel Paul's dick throb and I
squeezed my ass as hard as I could, milking him with my inner muscles. "Ahh,
yes...that feels good", he sighed. Then, with an agonizingly slow motion,
Paul withdrew his dick until the head was stopped by the tight grip of my
sphincter. He then pushed just as slowly back in until I could feel his
pubic hairs against my butt.

"Don't tease me" I groaned, "Give it to me. I want to feel your balls bounce
off my ass. Fuck me good and deep". Paul's movements started to pick up
speed, as my ass tried to gobble his dick. I could hear the
slap...slap...slap of his hips as his thrusts raised me off the surface of
the desk slightly. Paul was nearing climax in a hurry and I urged him on,
"Yes...Yes...Yes, fuck me, give it to me, all of it, all of it, cum for me,
baby...cum for me". "Unngh...Unngh...Oh yeah...I'm gonna cum...gonna cum in
your ass Drew...Here it comes...Here it
comes...Arrrgggghhh...Unngh...Unngh...Unngh"!  I felt the blast of his cum
in my bowels as his dick pulsated again and again.

Paul collapsed against me, kissing me deeply as his dick slowly softened.  I
continued squeezing it with my ass muscles, making him moan. Only when he
had softened enough to plop wettly out of my hole, did we separate and I
could put my legs down. "Man, my knees are so wobbly, I feel like a drunk" I
said.  "I need to sit down too, before I fall down", Paul laughed.

We lay together on one of the beds in a close embrace. "You know, it's
funny", Paul began, "I really prefer to be a bottom, except with you".
Seeing the look on my face, he quickly added, "Don't get me wrong, I love
getting fucked by you. I love the feel of a hard dick pumping my ass. It's
just that you bring out the occasional urge in me to be on top". "I guess
I'll take that as a compliment", I laughed. "Personally, I have a hard time
picking whether I want to be the fucker or the fuckee. There's no argument I
love the feel of your tight ass squeezing my dick, but I also enjoy the
feeling of a hard dick throbbing inside me while it's pumping a big load of
cum".

So began our new life. We repeated this scene many times over the first
semester, alternating who fucked who. I did continue to date girls and still
enjoyed an occasional piece of pussy.  Paul was approached by many girls who
were drawn to his good looks, but he would always find an excuse to not go
out with them. As we settled into our daily routine, some surprises
surfaced. My love of flying made it a no brainer; I entered the Air Force
ROTC program. The surprise came from Paul. He decided he wanted to follow in
his father's footsteps, so, instead of Air Force, he chose to enter the Army
ROTC program. "I want to be in Special Forces, like my dad. I remember him
in his uniform. And that Green Beret...I don't know how to explain it...it
just does something for me".  I could understand his feeling and I supported
his decision fully. We still had several classes together anyway.

Paul was also involved with the swim team. I attended as many of his
practices as my schedule would allow, and certainly all of his home meets.
Paul was a natural at this, and I had no doubt he could easily qualify for
the Olympics, but he wasn't interested in going that far. One day I noticed
a young swimmer talking to Paul as they stood in their lanes in the pool,
resting from practice laps. He looked to be about 5'9" comparing him to
Paul. His hair was blond like Paul's, but a darker shade. When the two got
out of the water and stood drying off, I could see he had a great body, with
a muscular chest and shoulders and a set of legs to die for. It looked like
his package was average, since the Speedos swimmers wear leaves little to
the imagination. He had a thin angular face, a sensuous mouth over a small,
turned-up nose that gave him a little boy charm. He and Paul seemed to be
enjoying each other's company and were laughing at something one of them had
said.

After Paul had changed and came out of the locker room, I asked him who his
new friend was. "Well, he's not really a friend" he said,"I just met him
today. His name's J.R. I've seen him during practice and we've said hello a
few times, but this is the first time he's said more than three words to me.
He seems nice, but is very shy and seems to be pretty much a loner. I asked
him if he'd like to join us at the Student Union for a while, but he had
something else to do. He did say he would like to another time".

"Did you get any feelings if he's gay or bi?" I asked.  "Not really, but I
think I've seen some of the signs. I really think he's hurting for a friend.
Would you mind if we sorta looked into it a little more?" "No problem", I
replied, "Even if he's not into guys, it wouldn't hurt to get to know him
better". We headed over to the Union for a late snack and a soda before
returning to our room to study. We finished in time to have a hot session of
sucking before turning in, relaxed for the night.

About a week later, Paul told me he had finally talked J.R. into joining us
after practice.  I watched the two go thru their routines smoothly. J.R.
seemed at home in the water and moved with skill and very coordinated
movements. The lights of the gym reflected off their wet bodies, making them
both look very sexy. I was beginning to hope that J.R. was inclined toward
guys. Practice ended and Paul waived at me as he an J.R. scooted into the
locker room.

They both emerged a short time later. Paul was dressed in a pullover knit
shirt that went well with his sky blue eyes, a pair of black shorts that
showed off his tanned legs well, and sandals. J.R. was in white shorts that
fit him like a glove, providing a glimpse of a sexy bubble butt. A green
knit shirt looked good against his tan. He was wearing sneakers and white
socks. Paul introduced J.R. to me and we shook hands. J.R. was still 17, but
would turn 18 in two months.  His grip was firm, but he seemed almost
reluctant to look into my eyes.

We headed to the Union and sat in a booth at the rear of the room.  "So,
what does the 'J.R.' stand for", I asked to sorta open him up. He swallowed
hard and in a hushed tone said, "Jackson Rutherford". I couldn't believe
anyone would name their kid 'Rutherford'. "It's a family name", J.R. added
as if reading my mind. "I don't believe Paul mentioned your last name"(I was
desperately trying to keep the conversation going). J.R. looked at me like
he wanted to melt into the woodwork, but finally whispered "Strait". "You're
shitting me! J-R-Straight"? I spoke out before thinking. He looked like I
had just hit him between the eyes. "I know. my Parents have a weird sense of
humor. Believe me, I've heard it all my life. Even the coach gives me a hard
time about it!" No wonder the poor kid seemed so lost and friendless.

I quickly reached across the table and put my hand over his. "Hey, J.R. I'm
sorry my mouth spoke before my brain woke up. It's OK, Paul and I will never
tease you about it. You're among friends". For the first time he looked
deeply into my eyes, then did the same to Paul. "Thanks Drew..Paul. I don't
have any friends here and have been so lonley". I remarked that a guy as
good looking as him should be fighting the girls away. "I really don't feel
comfortable around girls. I get embarrassed and don't know what to say" he
mumbled. This sounded promising!

"Why don't we all go back to our room. We've got a few sodas in the fridge
and some chips. We can lay around and shoot the shit some more."  Paul
seconded my idea, but J.R. looked a little hesitant. After more urging from
us he grinned and said "Sure, sounds great!"  I wasn't sure if this was a
sign that something might develop immediately, but it was a step in the
right direction.

The evening turned into a pleasant time for all, especially for J.R. He
really seemed to relax and feel comfortable. We talked about school, the
weather, all the usual things to pass the time. We got into some of the
things we did back home. Of course, Paul and I left out the sex, for now.
J.R. came from a large city in Ohio. Apparently, he came from a fairly
wealthy family. His dad was some sort of executive in an advertising firm
and had made quite a name for himself and the firm. J.R. mentioned some of
the ads on TV that we recognized instantly. "No shit! Your dad did those? I
love the one about the guy on vacation where everything goes wrong".  "Yeah,
that one won Dad an award"

As the hours passed, we lapsed into more a more personal phase. I noticed
J.R. didn't offer a lot of information about himself, so I decided to try
and get him to open up a little. "You mentioned you didn't feel comfortable
around girls. What is it that makes you feel that way?" He gulped, and tried
to evade the question by asking me "You seem to be pretty good at making
friends. I've seen you in the stands at our swim meets sometimes. You always
seem to be with a girl, or at least talking with them". I told him I had
always been the type to be at ease around other people, "Both girls...and
guys". I watched to see if my words had any effect on him. He sort of
frowned and glanced at me, but quickly averted his eyes, licking his lips.

"I wish I could be that way. I guess all the kidding I've had about my name
has made me afraid to make many friends. Some of the guys used to say
'J-R-supposed to be-Strait, but I'll bet he ain't'. They called me other
names too, even said I was probably a Fag!"  I could hear a slight tremble
in his voice. "Hey, there are shitheads like those guys everywhere. They get
their kicks picking on others who don't fit their idea of what a guy should
be like. Did you ever fight back?"

"I tried to at first, but they would gang up on me.  I got tired of being
beat up, so I tried to ignore them" J.R. said with a bitter tone," But that
just seem to make everybody think what they were saying was true". Paul
leaned over and put his arm around the poor kid's shoulder to reassure him.
"Those days are over. Nobody is going to treat you that way here. You can
avoid getting into a fight and still stand up for your own beliefs..whatever
they are"

"What do you mean about 'whatever' my feelings are?" J.R. asked.  Paul tried
to explain, but J.R. nervously stuttered "Do you think I'm queer? I thought
you two were different, but it sounds like what I've heard before".  "No,
man, I didn't mean it that way" Paul quickly assured him. "It wouldn't make
any difference to us, anyway. Drew and I like you for YOU, not what somebody
else thinks you are"

I jumped in with my two cents worth, adding my assurance to Paul's. J.R.
calmed down a little and then said "Yeah, sorry guys. I got carried away for
a minute. I really appreciate you two taking the time to listen". He got a
very serious look on his face as he said, "Actually, I don't know what to
think about some of the things going through my head, lately".

"What things, buddy?" I asked. "I don't think I'm ready to talk about it
right now", J.R. said. "No problem. Whenever you feel like it, Paul and I
will be here for you. We want you to feel comfortable saying anything or
asking anything around us. "That's the nicest thing anyones said to me for a
long time", he replied. " Maybe later, I'll be able to get some things off
my chest. Anyway, it's getting late. I need to get back to my own room.
Thanks again for listening".

We all agreed to get together the next day and maybe drive around town and
see the sights. After J.R. had left I looked at Paul. "I think that kid has
some problems and really needs to talk".  "I think we both have a pretty
good idea what those problems are, don't you?" Paul asked.  "I think he just
might be gay, and doesn't know it yet" I answered. "Maybe, if we are careful
and don't rush him, he will get around to talking with us about it. He
seemed to want to tonight". We ended the evening with a quick shower,
followed by a hot 69. We had to keep the noise down, since the adjoining
room had now become occupied by two rather oddly matched guys.

We had met them, struggling with several trunks and had helped them get
moved in. Both were friendly guys and easy to get along with. One was named
Derick Sinclair, 19, a business major. He was about 6'4", but probably
didn't weigh over 145 pounds soaking wet. He wore glasses and had a
prominent nose and rusty brown hair. Still, he was not unattractive, but
looked like a person who should be running a newspaper, or maybe a bank. His
roommate was Jess Cooper, 18, a farm boy from Iowa, with an accent to match.
He was short and stocky, 5'8", maybe 195 pounds, straw colored, unruly hair
and a spray of freckles across his nose. Naturally, he was majoring in
Agriculture.

Paul and I hadn't seen too much of them since school started, as our classes
were so different. Sometimes we could hear their stereo. They had a good
natured feud going concerning their tastes in music. Derick liked jazz,
while Jess was fond of saying "If it ain't country, it SUCKS"! They seemed
to have reached some sort of compromise, but they never missed the chance to
rag each other.

I was anxious to get J.R. to open up about his feelings. The next day was
Saturday, so we drove around town, played a little minature golf, walked
around the new mall and generally had a good time. Everybody seemed in a
good mood. We decided to try and buy a couple of six packs of beer.  Laws
weren't so strict back then, and clerks didn't give you too much of a hard
time, as long as you LOOKED old enough. Apparently Paul or I did (we left
J.R. in the car, since there was NO way his boyish looks would ever pass),
and we headed back to the dorm with our prize in a brown paper sack, we
picked up a pizza. We also stopped by one of the adult bookstores and bought
a couple of magazines. Again, J.R. stayed in the car. Paul and I picked up
one mag that had only straight sex. Thinking this might be a chance to get
something going, we also chose one with some lesbian and bi themes, and
finally one gay mag showing lots of hard dicks, and guys getting it on with
each other.

None of us was used to drinking much beer. Normally, Paul wouldn't drink
while in training, but made an exception to help get J.R. in the mood to
possibly party. The pizza helped, but it didn't take long for us to get a
slight buzz on. Also, J.R. was showing an unusual interest in the magazines
we had bought.  We started him on the straight one, but soon substituted the
lesbian/bi one.  His eyes got real big as he scoped out the pictures.  His
crotch started showing some activity. He was getting pretty loose. "Boy,
I've never anythin' so hot, I'm a little dizzy though" he said in a slightly
slurred voice. "Are you guys tryin' to get me drunk so's you can
shh...shh...shuduce me or somethin'"?  Little did he know!

"The thought never occurred to us buddy, but since you mentioned it...what
if we WERE to try and get in your pants?" J.R. giggled and said "I'd huff,
and I'd puff, and I'd blow you away"! Was this his subconscious coming out?
"How many other guys HAVE you 'blown away' lil' buddy" I sneakingly asked in
my most drunken tone. "Never, never did anything like thaaaaatt".  "Have you
ever felt like doing anything with another guy?" Paul asked.  "I donn
know...maybe...yeah, sometimes. I've wondered what it would be like".

We handed him the gay magazine and waited for his reaction. He got very
quiet and spent a lot of time on the pictures of a guy going down on
another's hard cock. He kept licking his lips as he slowly turned the pages.
"Boy! That looks like it must feel awfully good. Look at that guy's face.
Looks like he's really enjoyin' it". Cautiously, I slipped him the leading
question, "Do you think you might like to try something like that?" He
looked deep in thought for a moment, then said, "I might, if I knew somebody
well enough to ask". "You do know somebody well enough".  "Who?"  "Paul and
me, you dummy. We're your friends, and what are friends for?"

J.R. looked at the two of us as if he was just realizing what we were
talking about. "You guys are in to that? But you both seem so...so....". "So
normal?" I asked. "Yeah, I would never guess either of you even thought of
doin' somethin' with another guy".

"Paul and I have been doing those things for a while now. We got started our
last year in high school".  "You're gay?" J.R. asked, sounding a little more
sober now, and very interested. Paul took the lead, "I'm gay, J.R., Drew
likes both girls and guys". We would like very much to show you how it
feels, if you want to". We waited to see which way J.R. would go. Finally,
he whispered "I think I'd like to find out, but I don't know what to do".
"Just leave it to us," I said, "We'll take care of you"!

With that, Paul and I moved to either side of J.R. "Lay back and relax", I
coaxed him. We began by caressing his face and neck gently, me on one side
and Paul on the other. A deep breath was released from the tense kid who was
experiencing feelings he had never felt before. While Paul bent down and
began placing soft kisses on J.R.'s forehead, I began unbuttoning his shirt,
rubbing my hands over his chest. Paul moved down to J.R.'s tightly shut eyes
and kissed them ever so slightly. "Ohhhhhh...that feels good" our soon-to-be
sex mate sighed. Paul then brushed his lips across J.R.'s full ones, using
his  tongue to part them and slide into the inner depths.
"Mmmmmmm...mmmmmph" came out of the excited young student's mouth.

In the meantime, I had finished unbuttoning J.R.'s shirt and opened it wide,
baring his chest. I kissed his neck and tongued the area where it joined his
shoulders, bringing a loud groan from his mouth. I moved to a nipple and
captured it between my lips. I began nibbling on it, then openend my mouth
and sucked in the hard little nub. J.R. gasped against Paul's mouth
"Ohhhhhh...What are you doing to me?"

While I switched my attack to his other nipple, I began undoing the snap to
his shorts. I ran my hand over his tight abs, and down into the top of his
shorts. The moaning and groaning was constant now. I glanced up to see
J'R.'s tongue begin a dance with Paul's, as he mouthed unintelligible words.

His zipper was against my roving hand, and I grasped it and slowly began
lowering it. J.R. pulled his mouth away from Paul's and looked down thru
half closed eyes at what was going on down below. When I put both hands on
the top of his shorts, he raised his butt slightly to allow me to pull them
down below the tiny briefs covering his rock hard dick. He began hurriedly
pulling at Paul's shirt, indicating he wanted it off. As soon as he saw
Paul's bare chest, he immediately latched on to a nipple, causing Paul to
draw in a ragged breath.

My mouth was almost watering as I gazed at the outline of the treasure
covered only by a thin layer of cloth. I put my open mouth over the head of
J.R.'s covered cock and breathed warm air on it. His hips jerked up and he
let out a moan that I'm sure could be heard next door. Fortunately Derick
and Jess were out of town for the weekend. My hand groped J.R.'s balls as I
nibbled on the shaft of his cock. He hissed as he felt the erotic
sensations. I raised up the leg opening of his briefs and pulled his ball
sack out, rolling the orbs gently with my fingers, then moving my mouth onto
them, humming as I washed them in my saliva.
"Mmmmmm...Mmmmmm...Yeah...Yeah...I love that" he moaned.

Paul had disengaged himself and quickly removed the remainder of his
clothes. A quick glance between us and he moved to take my place at J.R.'s
crotch, while I undressed. As soon as I was naked, I leaned over J.R. and
took possession of his sweet mouth. Our tongues danced with each other and
we breathed into the other's open mouth.  I played with his nipples,
alternately rubbing the nub until it hardened and then gently pinching it
between thumb and forefinger.

J.R. hissed loudly as Paul pulled the top of his briefs down below his balls
and kissed the tip of his dick, swiping his tongue over the sensitive head.
I felt J.R. reach his hand to my chest and rub it in slow circles, widening
as it moved lower and lower. When he reached the thick bush of hair at the
top of my cock, he ran the tips of his fingers thru the curls, causing me to
shiver. He didn't stay there long, but found my throbbing dick and closed
his hand around the shaft. He began stroking it, making me groan.

Paul had finally pulled J.R.'s shorts and briefs off. We were all completely
naked now. J'r.'s cock was thing of beauty. It stood straight and smooth,
about 5 1/2" long, cut, with an arrow shaped head that blended into the
shaft and was just the right thickness.  Paul took the shaft in one hand and
his balls in the other. The tip disappeared into Paul's open mouth and I
could see his tongue circling the hard shaft. J.R.'s hand tightened on my
cock and his mouth opened in a silent "O".

We continued working in tandem on J.R. who was now totally helpless in our
hands (and mouths). His hips moved in a steady up and down movement as Paul
deep throated the throbbing rod. "Ohhhh...Ohhh...Suck it...Suck it...That's
it...That's it...Just like that...Mmmmmm...I love it...Love it...love it"!

The hand on my cock was stroking faster and faster. I knew I was going to
cum pretty soon, but wanted J.R. to get off first. Paul sensed that his
ministrations were about to push J.R. over the edge, so he increased the
speed and suction. "I'm gonna cum...Paul, I'm gonna cum...Don't
stop...Please don't stop...I'm almost there...God, you're gonna do
it...Yessssss...Now...Now...Unngh...Unngh...Unngh...Cumming...Cumming...Oh,
God...Oh, God".  I could see Paul's cheeks puff out as J.R. unloaded 17
years of frustration in powerful blasts. At almost the same time, I felt my
own load boil up from my balls, rush thru the shaft of my throbbing cock,
and splash over J.R.'s chest.

Paul was the only one who hadn't cum yet, so I kissed J.R. once more and
said "Watch". I moved to Paul, turned him over on his back and took his cock
down to the roots in one gulp. "Ahhhhhh, yeah, man, suck my dick".  Always
one to obey a rewarding suggestion, I didn't hesitate to comply, bobbing up
and down rapidly. I looked up at J.R., whose face was inches away and saw he
was intently watching Paul's dick go in and out of my mouth. I guess he was
picturing how his own cock had looked in Paul's mouth. "Ohhhhhh, yesssss",
Paul hissed as he rapidly climbed that hill to oblivion. I knew he wouldn't
last long after all the hot action of sucking J.R. off, so I started a
rotary stroking of the shaft with my hand as my mouth sucked on the top few
inches, and my tongue tickled the piss slit. He went rigid, then his hips
started jerking as his cum squirted into my mouth.

As we all tried to regain our senses, we lay there draped over each other's
body, gasping for breath. Finally our blood pressure dropped below the
danger level, and we stroked whatever body part was nearest. "That was the
most incredible thing I've ever experienced", J.R. sighed contentedly.  "It
was great for us, too", I added.  "No, really, I can't tell you guys how
much this meant to me. I've been so curious for so long to know how it felt,
I can't believe it's finally happened".

The three of us hopped in the shower and enjoyed a pleasent groping of each
other's cocks. Afterwards, we made a bed on the floor from the mattresses
from both beds and fell quickly into a deep sleep. When we woke up, the sun
was high in the sky. J.R. had left while Paul and I were still sleeping. A
note was taped to the door. "Thanks again, guys for a wonderful experience.
I know now I want it again. See you in class".

We saw each other each day during the next week. J.R. was still on cloud
nine, saying over and over how much he enjoyed his first blow job. We made
plans to get together Saturday. Derick and Jess would be gone again and we
would have our privacy. J.R. had stated he definitely wanted to try sucking
us this time. The days passed slowly as the sexual tension built up. Paul
and I gained some relief with each other, but were looking forward to
another session with our new friend. "I think we'd better take it slow with
introducing him to fucking" Paul cautioned. "Right. Let's take it one step
at a time. We can see if he likes to be fingered while sucking. That'll give
us and idea if he might be open to the idea".

Saturday finally rolled around. J.R. showed up early and we didn't waste any
time undressing each other. I pulled him into a mad, passionate kiss while
Paul went down on his dick.  We swapped positions a few times, until J.R.
cried out "Enough...enough. You guys are going to get me off before I have a
chance to taste my first cock".

"OK, how do you want it", I asked.  "Both of you stand up beside each other.
I want to try the buffett"!  We all laughed at his comment, but he was
serious. Paul and I stood together as J.R. positioned himself in front of
us, on his knees. "Mmmmmm, looks so delicious I don't know where to start".
He decided to begin by taking a dick in each hand and stroking them gently
but firmly. I looked at Paul and commented, "I think our buddy has found
something else he's a natural at". Paul grinned and agreed, then let out a
groan as his dick began to throb.

J.R. leaned in and licked off the drop of pre cum, causing Paul's dick to
jump. I watched J.R. open his mouth and  receive his first taste of another
guy's cock.  "Ahhhhh, yes, that's good", Paul whispered. He pumped his hips
slowly as J.R. bobbed back and forth. He left Paul's pulsing member to
switch to mine, making me gasp with pleasure as his warm lips covered the
head of my rock hard prick.

The blow jobs continued with neither of us being neglected for long. We
stopped long enough to stretch out on the floor in a triangular formation. I
took Paul's cock in my mouth, he went down on J.R., who in turn sucked my
raging boner.  The room was filled with the sounds of sex. Slurping sounds
of mouths sliding over slick cocks and moans and groans from three mouths
feeling the growing excitement.

Paul moved his hands to J.R.'s butt and squeezed his cheeks. Meeting no
resistance, he began to tickle the area around J.R.'s virgin hole. There was
a definite reaction this time. I could feel J.R.'s action on my dick
increase as well as a louder groan from his buisy mouth.
"Mmmmph...Mmmm...Mmmm".

Paul's finger slid slowly into the tight ass and began finger fucking J.R.
as he sucked his dick faster. "Ohhhh...Ahhhh...Yessss...Yessss" J.R. moaned
around my cock.  He moved a hand to my ass and began imitating what Paul was
doing to him. I could see his hips jerking wildly and his mouth moved faster
on my throbbing cock. I sped up sucking on Paul's dick and slid a finger
into his waiting hole. Three prostrate glands were getting a hell of a
massage while three dicks rushed toward completion.

As expected, J.R. was the first to lose it, wildly gyrating from the double
source of pleasure. His dick swelled and then began spurting into Paul's
sucking mouth, his ass spasming on the finger pumping his ass. J.R.'s mouth
took my dick to the hilt and clamped down, fingering my ass rapidly til I
went over the edge. As my cum was bursting into his mouth, I felt Paul give
in to the intense pleasure and flood my mouth with his cum.

We lay together for a while touching each other, sharing kisses and tasting
the remains of our cum.  Over the next few months, we continued to enjoy our
threesomes. J.R. did, indeed jump into fucking with gusto. Paul got the
honor of busting his anal cherry, while I sucked his dick. Then I got to
fuck that wonderfully tight ass, while Paul enjoyed the fruits of J.R.'s
sweet cock. He also fucked each of us on other occasions. We even alternated
having one of us bent over sucking the second guy's dick, while the third
fucked him. Our Freshman year ended on a high note. Oh, by the way, we even
managed to pass with no less than a "B" average cumulatively!

Chapter Two; Summer Vacation

Paul and I went back home for the summer. The small town looked the same,
but it was nice to be back for a short while. We renewed acquaintances and
told everyone about our first year away, leaving out certain details, of
course.

Jack and Brian had chosen to stay at their respective schools and get in
some summer football camps. Brian had written his parents and told them he
had a good chance of being the starting quarterback next season. Jack of
course, bless his muscle-bound body, was a shoo in for a starting position
in the backfield from day one.

We were pleased to run into Don and Aaron, home from completing their first
year. They were definitely stilla couple. Aaron was doing very well at the
tech school he had decided on, and Don made the Dean's list at his
university, which was only a few blocks away fron Aaron's school. The four
of us got together to talk about old times. One thing led to another and we
ended up reliving some of the sex.  It was good to feel Aaron's tight ass
gripping my dick as I fucked him silly. Don gave Paul a ride to remember
also.

After a couple of weeks, we were growing bored with small town life and were
looking forward to getting back to school.  We found a little time to visit
our old Civil Air Patrol Squadron. There was a whole new flock of junior
cadets, and it seemed strange to see which of the junior cadets from our day
had become leaders.  Lots of tempting hot young bodies, but we stayed away
from that idea.

Captain Wes Jennings was still the Air Force Liasion Offer, and John Sanders
still flew with the squadron. I couldn't look at John without feeling a
flush as I remembered our hot session that night in the locker room. He
greeted us warmly and winked at me, causing me to blush. I noticed Paul
looking at John with a gleam in his eye. John picked up on it and instantly
got the picture. "Aha! So YOU two are the ones who were using my Vaseline!"
Paul and I had to admit our guilt, which seemed to please John even more. "I
still keep a jar handy", he said, perking our curiousity. Was he coming on
to us?

We bummed around for the week. One night was spent at the drive in movie
where it all started. It was exciting to relive the past adventures of that
night. Breaking away from a hot kiss, Paul whispered, "Why don't we do the
whole scene again. Let's swing out to the airport"!  We left the movie early
and headed out, anticipating an evening of sexual pleasure.

When we arrived, the security guard recognized us and waived us through.
"That's funny", I said, "I expected we would have to ask him to let us in
the hangar. I don't have a key". As we approached the hangar, we saw two
cars parked in front of the office. "Shit, it looks like the place is
occupied" I said in exasperation. Then I noticed one of the cars looked
familiar. "Hey, that's John's car".

The front door knob had been locked, but the dead bolt hadn't been thrown.
The door was not tightly closed, and opened when pushed. The office was
empty, so we walked thru to the door leading into the locker room area. As
the door swung open, we heard muffled voices coming from the showers.
Curious as hell, we sneaked up and peeked into the shower room. We almost
crapped in our pants. There before our young eyes, were two naked men. I
recognized John on his knees sucking on the engorged cock of...Captain Wes
Jennings!! Our 34 year old former leader had his head thrown back and his
eyes closed as he pumped his dick into John's mouth. "Oh, yeah baby...suck
that cock...you know how I love the way you do me"!

We watched the scene in front of us for a few moments, then I motioned for
Paul to follow me. We walked back into the locker area and I whispered "Man,
would you believe it? Captain Jennings of all people"!  "Yeah. Damn that was
hot", Paul replied stroking his hard on thru his shorts.

"Want to get involved with some man-size dick Paul"? "Since you told me
about getting nailed by John, I've wanted to try it with him", he said. "OK,
I'll take Captain Jennings. We'll both be getting some new stuff that way",
I said already envisioning that big cock in my mouth and fucking my ass.

Laughing to ourselves, we quickly stripped off our clothes and padded naked
back to the showers. Things were still going hot and heavy inside. One last
look at each other, then we boldly strolled into the showers and turned two
on, as I remarked loudly, "Oh, look Paul, two men who definitely made
Santa's naughty list"!  "Whaa...who...Captain Jennings stuttered as he
jerked his cock out of John's sucking mouth with a loud 'Pop' and tried
unsuccessfully to cover it with both hands.  John, still on his knees jerked
his head around with a startled look, until he saw who it was. He just sat
back on his ass and roared, "Damn, you two just scared 20 years off my
life"!

Seeing the confused look on Wes's face, John assured him everything was OK,
still laughing and said "Relax, Wes. These are the two who were raiding my
locker for lube last year. Drew is the one I told you about fucking that
time". Captain Jennings visibly relaxed and let his hands drop to his sides
as he leaned back against the wall. My eyes were drawn to the monster cock
between his legs. It had shriveled up with his shock of being discovered
getting blown, but now began recovering nicely, thank you. It was even
longer than John's, at least a full 8", but it looked bigger. There was no
foreskin and it had a large mushroom head. The shaft was smooth, with a
slight upward bend to it, and it was the thickest cock I'd ever seen, even
thicker than John's.

Paul and I showered quickly, then the four of us moved to the locker room
lounge to dry off and sit down on the comfortable chairs there. "How did you
guys get in", Wes asked, "I thought we locked the door". I told him that the
deadbolt wasn't secured and the door had not shut completely. "Thank God it
was YOU two who found us. We could have been in a world of trouble if word
got out about us".

"So, you two are...a 'couple''? I asked. "Right", John added, "We've been
seeing each other for over three years. We found out we liked the same
things just after Wes was assigned to the Squadron".
"What brings you and Paul here tonight, Drew"? John asked with a gleam in
his eye. I told him we were looking to relive our first time.

"Well, Wes, we can't let these two go home disappointed, now can we?" John
said, winking at his partner. "By no means", Wes said. "We'll have to see
that they go home fully satisfied. What shall we do, draw straws"?  I caught
John's eye and inclined my head slightly toward Paul, since I knew who he
wanted.

John got the message and told Wes that, since he had already been with me,
maybe Paul would like to accompany him into the office. "Let's split up', he
suggested. "That way each couple will have their privacy". We all agreed to
that, so John stood up and went over to Paul, reaching out to take him by
the hand to pull him uot of the chair. He then swept Paul up into his arms
and planted a deep kiss on his lips. As they disappeared into the front
office, Wes moved over to sit beside me on the sofa. "Hey you two", he
yelled after John and Paul, "Be sure you lock the door securely this time"!
"Count on it", came the reply thru the door, "One scare like that per
lifetime is one too many"!

Wes turned toward me and put his arm around my shoulder. I could feel the
heat radiating out of it thru my skin and ending at my dick, which was
standing up rock hard. "You know, I'm a little nervous. I've never been with
anyone as young as you", he admitted. "I'm 19! I'll be twenty the last of
next month" I said defensively. "I know you're legal, at least in this
state, but I'm used to guys my own age".

I reached my hand over and grasped his cock, saying "I've only been with
John once. You're the second grown man I've ever done this with". Wes closed
his eyes at the pleasure of my stroking hand. His mouth opened, exhaling a
deep breath. "You may be young, but you know how to please a man".

With that said, He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. I closed my
eyes and, as I felt his tongue trace the outline of my mouth, I parted my
lips to welcome it inside to tangle with mine. "Mmmmmm, you taste good" he
murmured as our mouths fused together. His hand dropped to my boner and his
thumb swiped across the slit, smearing my pre cum over the head. My hips
moved into his hand and I groaned into his hungry mouth. My hand was working
his cock pretty good now and I felt the head get wetter and wetter as his
pre cum started flowing.

Wes broke our kiss and let his lips trail over my chin and down my neck,
causing me to lay my head back against his encircling arm as I swam in the
giddy depths of pleasure this man was bringing.  My eyes were half open as
he moved down to my sensitive nipples and began torturing then with gentle
bites. I felt, more than saw him shift his position to kneel in front of me
between my spread legs.

His tongue traced a firery path over my tight abs, stopping to tickle my
navel. Both of his hands were working on my nipples as his mouth slid over
my pubes, skipping my throbbing cock to wallow in the spot where my leg and
groin meet. His hands moved down to my stomach as he kissed my hanging ball
sack, bringing a new thrill to my brain. His tongue moved over the crack of
my ass, stopping to just teast the opening before moving to the other side
of my balls.

Wes let his mouth continue down the inside of my left thigh, then crossed
over to the right thigh, to begin a torturous journey back up to my balls.
This time he paid more attention to them, opening wide and sucking one orb
at a time in, rolling it around on that raspy tongue of his, then repeating
the process with the other orb. I felt a finger slid into my hole and begin
rubbing my prostrate. Soon a second, then a third finger followed. I had
never felt so stretched before. I would HAVE to stretch more than ever
before, if I was going to take his cock up my ass...and I certainly PLANNED
to!

While this was driving me up the wall, his other hand was buisy stroking my
cock and rubbing the sensitive head with his thumb. I knew I would cum any
second, and I wanted to taste this wonderful man before he got my offering.
I gently pushed his head away from my dick and said "I want to suck your
cock"!  He smiled and nodded.  We switched places and I proceeded to repay
him for the agony he had put me through for the last fifteen minutes.

His mouth was soft and inviting and I lost myself in it. Sucking on his
tougue in my mouth, I twisted and pinched his large nipples making him groan
loudly. I quickly followed the same path down his toned body that he had on
me, with the same reaction from him as I had shown.

I quickly took his cock in both hands. The head was still sticking out above
my fists. My thumb and middle finger would barely meet around his shaft. I
moved the top hand to his balls and started rolling them while my mouth took
in the head and about four inches of the biggest cock I'd ever sucked.
"Mmmmmm, Yes...Yes...Suck my cock, Drew"!  I gladly obeyed. Each time my
mouth would back off, I would swipe my tongue around the head. As I would
move back down, I would lick the underside just where the head join the
shaft.

Wes seemed to really like this, so I moved my mouth to where I could suck,
lick, and nibble this tender spot. "Ghaaaaa....Good God almighty....that's
one hellofa feeling" he groaned. I moved back and swallowed as much of his
dick as I could, but I just couldn't get it all in. I would tighten my lips
as I pulled back to the head, then open wide and gulp down his straining rod
going back down.

After a while, Wes put his hands on my head, looking me in the eye to ask
the silent question. It was time! I vigorously nodded my assent and stood
up. He placed me on the sofa on my knees facing the back and my ass sticking
up in the air. I felt him kneel behind me and then gasped as his tongue
licked my crack, then began swirling around the pucker. I couldn't stay
still, so Wes grabbed my hips with both hands and really bored in, spearing
me with that rigid piece of meat.

It only took a few minutes to reduce me to the point of begging him to stop
torturing me and give me what we both wanted. He stood up and I felt a cool,
slimy lotion being spread over my ass and into my hole, lubing me thoroughly
and loosening me up. I heard him apply the lotion to his dick, then felt the
head press against my entrance. "Ready Drew"?  "Give it to me Wes, I want to
feel you in me".

I braced for what I knew was going to be a painful entrance. The big
mushroom head pushed in slowly, causing me to grit my teeth and wonder if I
would be able to take it. Hearing me groan, Wes stopped for a moment,
kissing the back of my neck and telling me how great my ass was making his
dick feel. I tried to relax my butt as much as possible and told him to go
ahead, slowly. The pain started again, and, just when I thought I would have
to tell him to stop, the head popped past my sphincter and a couple of
inches of man dick slid in.

I gasped loudly and pushed against his hips with my hands. "Hold on a minute
and let me get used to that telephone pole"! Wes kissed my ear and whispered
dirty things about what he was going to do to me. I turned my head around
enough for our mouths to touch and our tongues to tangle. Then, turning back
and raising my ass a little for a better angle, I motioned for him to go
ahead. We had to stop twice more, then with one final push, I felt his pubic
hair brush up against my ass.

Wow! I had it! I had all of that hugh cock in my ass.  We stayed still while
I tried to relax. I had never felt anything like the pain of that cock
pushing into my body, but after a few minutes, the pain began to be replaced
by a feeling of fullness. Wes heard me let out a deep breath. "You OK babe"?
"Yeah, I think I might live after all. I've never felt so stuffed before".
"Just wait til you feel it sliding in and out of your sweet little ass.
It'll be worth it".

Wes slowly withdrew a couple of inches, then slid back in. It started to
feel better. He withdrew a little more than halfway, and went back to the
bottom. Better still. It was starting to feel downright good. This time Wes
pulled out until the mushroom head was against my tight assring. "I'm gonna
put a little more lube on it, Drew, so it'll be easier on you". When he
pushed this time, his dick slid in smoothly with a squishy sound as the
fresh lube coated my ass. "Ahhhhh, that's better", I sighed. "Now fuck me
with that big cock"!

I was in heaven. Wes was sliding his dick slowly, but firmly, rubbing my
prostrate with every thrust. "You got it babe, you got my big cock in your
teenage ass. You're taking all of it. Ohhh, man....your tight little ass is
giving my big dick a great ride. I feel your ass squeezing my dick, and I'm
gonna fuck you good".

"Oh, yes Wes, your big cock feels so good in my little ass. Keep fucking me,
I love how it feels in me"! He began speeding up his fucking, long dicking
me now. The sound of his dick pounding my ass was louder, because of how
tight I was and how wet the lube had my passage. "Slurp..."his dick
withdrew, "Squish..."his dick rammed back in, resulting in a grunt from me
as his hips slapped against my ass..."Unngh".  The sounds were erotic in
themselves and turned us on even more.

Wes reached around my waist and captured my rock hard dick and began jacking
me in rhythm with fucking me. I was getting it from both ends. My head was
thrown back, my eyes tightly closed, and I couldn't stop groaning as his
dick pounded in and out.

"I'm gonna cum, Wes...I'm gonna cum!" "Cum for me babe, cum for me, Show me
how much you like my big dick fucking your ass", Wes whispered hoarsely as
he thrust harder and faster, alternating short, rapid strokes with long slow
ones. The feeling swept over me and I blasted my load all over his hand and
on the back of the sofa. "Oh, God" Wes cried out, your ass is milking my
dick. You're making me cum too. I'm there babe...I'm there...I'm
cumming...Yes...Yes...Yessssssssss"!

I felt his dick throb and swell in my ass, then white hot cum began flooding
my ass. I couldn't take it all. I felt it running down the inside of my
legs. My mind went blank as I thrashed around on his pulsating cock still
ramming my hole. With one final thrust, Wes buried his dick as deep as he
could and froze. I squeezed my ass muscles, bring gasps and moans from him
as his hand kept pumping my leaking dick.

We finally collapsed onto the sofa with his dick still in my hole. It must
have been ten minutes before we could move. Wes's cock made a wet slurping
sound as he pulled it out of my butt, leaving a feeling of emptyness behind.
He handed me a towell to clean the cum off the sofa and the inside of both
my legs. I had to hold it against my hole to stop the overflow.

As we headed for the shower, the sounds of someone in the middle of cumming
drifted in from the outer office. I thought it was Paul, but I wasn't sure.
A deeper, powerful voice joined in "Arrrgh...I'm cumming in your ass...Oh,
yes...you got it". Guess Paul was getting a good fuck too.

Wes and I had just finished showering, and were drying off when Paul and
John came in. Paul had a big smile of contentment on his face, and John
looked awfully pleased himself. "How was it, guys"? Wes asked.  "Great",
John replied. "This kid is so hot! You wouldn't believe how he can suck
cock. His ass drove me crazy, too. Man! What a fuck!" Paul blushed at John's
bragging, but I knew he could do that to anyone.

After Paul and Wes showered, the four of us sat around naked, drinking a few
beers and talking about the wild time we just had. Between the beer and the
erotic talk, it wasn't long before we were ready for another round. This
time we switched and Paul went at it with Wes, while John and I repeated our
first fuck. We all stayed in the lounge and I watched Wes fuck Paul into
never never land.  I was sitting on John's lap facing him in a chair, with
his dick in my ass and our mouths locked in a tongue thrashing kiss. My feet
were flat on the floor, allowing me to bounce up and down on his cock, while
I gripped the back of the chair with both hands. John was jacking my dick
between us and we were able to cum together.

Wes had started fucking Paul in the Missionary position that we both
favored, but after 15-20 minutes turned him over to pound him doggy style
for another long time. He ended up cumming in Paul's ass while standing him
up against the wall. Paul's cock spurted at the same time.

It was after 2 o'clock in the morning when Paul and I dragged ourselves out
and wearily headed home. I asked Paul how he enjoyed getting fucked for the
first time by two adult men. "That was something I'll never forget. It was
AWESOME"! I asked him how it went with John, since I knew he had the hots
for him ever since I described my first time with him.

John told him he had watched him grow up into a hot young guy. "Now I know
why he always seemed to pay special attention to me when I visited Mom at
the law firm". He said John had wanted to do this with him for years, but
didn't think he was interested.

Paul described their fuck in great detail; "John sucked me off first, then I
went down on him until he was close. I told him about how good you said it
felt when he fucked you, and that I wanted to feel it too.  He was very
gentle with me and rimmed my ass and finger fucked me until I begged him to
put it in me. I knew his cock was the biggest I had ever taken, but he had
me so hot, it went in without any pain at all".

"After fucking me doggy style on the sofa, he laid me on the desk...The same
one you first sucked me off on...and pounded me for almost an hour on my
back. He would stop and lean over to kiss me while we rested, then he'd
start fucking me again. He even picked me up and walked around the room
raising me up and down on his dick with his hands under my butt. I felt like
I was nailed to him and I told him to hurry..that I was about to cum again".

"John finished me off back on the sofa. I felt him throb several times and
his cock got even harder. I couldn't hold off and started cumming on our
bellies. I guess that got to him and he gave me his load. I don't think I've
ever cum so much, and without my dick even being touched. I think we both
were yelling, but I don't remember what I said, or John either".

I told him Wes and I had heard them thru the door. "You were both yelling
'I'm cumming' and things like that".  I asked him how he enjoyed getting
fucked by Wes and he said "Boy, I'm glad John's big cock loosened me up. Wes
probably would have split me in half with that monster! How did you ever
take it?"  "Verrrry Slowly, an inch every five minutes", I admitted.

The rest of the summer passed rapidly. Paul and I got together with Don and
Aaron a couple of times and spent the last weekend in a repeat orgy with
John and Wes.  All in all, it had been a very enjoyable vacation.

We said our goodbyes to everyone and headed back to the University, anxious
to begin our second year of college and to see what adventures it held.

End Of Part One

Hope you enjoyed this first installment of my continuing "semi-factual" bio.
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