Date: Sat, 30 Dec 2023 14:12:28 -0500 From: Allan@GrassyValley.us Subject: Joe Goes To College (Part 10) This a side story to what I call my "The Chronicles of Kevin" Series. This one is about Kevin's Cousin Joe going away to college. My stories rarely mention protected sex. But in real life, Always use condoms and get tested regularly. This story is about college-aged men engaging in consensual sex. If this upsets or offends you, then do not read this story. If it is illegal to read this material where you live, then don't! Nifty needs your donations to maintain it's database and website. Donate at https://donate.nifty.org/ This story is published in the Nifty Archives under their normal agreements, but it remains the property of the Author and should not be copied or used in any way without the Author's permission. All Rights Are Reserved. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Joe Goes To College ------------------------------ Part 10, Christmas Break - "I've tasted sex and I want MORE!" ------------------------------ The End of Part 9: The rest of the trip back to school was pleasant. But there was a big surprise waiting for me when I got back. It was about 1pm and Mark was already back from home. While I put away my things from the long weekend, I asked Mark, "Is everything alright?" "Carl and I had a big fight. I told him now that I know how much I love sex and it is so available to me now at college. I have been wanting it all the time but can't go for it because of our promise. Carl told me he was abstaining during the week as well, and why is it so hard for me? I said that it wasn't only that, but that we never have enough time together on the weekends because our parents don't know about us and so we cannot spend the entire weekend together. And the little bit of sex we can have on the weekends is just not enough. When we are old and in our 30s, once or twice a week might be enough, but not now." He was on a roll, so I did not need to prompt him to keep him talking. Mark continued, "It went around and around like that. And when I realized we were saying the same things over and over, I said something needs to change in our relationship. He asked, do you want to break up with me? I told him NO, but something must change. But in the end, he wanted nothing to change, and I did. So it was an impasse. That was last night, so I went home and this morning I decided to come on back to school." Mark was on the verge of crying, so I went over to him, sat beside him on his bed and comforted him. He said while crying into my shoulder, "I feel like I have bottled up sex for so long. Now that I see how wonderful it is, I do not want to stop. I want more, not less." I told Mark, "This is why I don't want a boyfriend. Most of them want monogamy, and I think I would drown in the lake of monogamy. But that's me. For you, I think it might be a good thing for you to have a boyfriend IF you could live together and he was just as highly sexed as you, or if he was okay with what is called an open relationship. In my opinion, long-distance relationships should always be open." Mark was coming out of his dour mood. "I couldn't have put that into words with Carl, but that is exactly what I want. When we are together, we are monogamous, but when we are apart, I want to have sex with other guys." I asked, "Are you planning to go home between now and Christmas break?" "No. I told everyone that there is only a week and a half until Exam Week begins and the Beltones have a concert next weekend." "Perhaps this time apart will give Carl time to think about what happened between you. And the two of you might be able to work out something over the Christmas Break. But for now, if you are not still a couple, then you are free to have sex on campus, huh?" "Joe, can we have sex? I really need it right now." "Sure, I'd like that." I responded. Most men of small stature have an underlying need to be perceived as in-control, the alpha dog, or at least equal to other men. It probably comes from many years of being perceived as less-than a man or still a boy because of their size. But when one of these small-sized men is gay, away from the public eye, and in the company of someone they trust, and they revert to their true nature. If they are a top, they may no longer need to dominate (unless the one they are with gets off to that sort of thing). If they are a bottom, they can become a top man's dream lover. In fact, "size difference" is a whole sub-genre of gay porn that includes daddy-son role playing, midget porn, and giant porn. In most of the scenes shot, the smaller guy is the bottom, but not always. Some people get off watching a small man fucking a large man, or they like the idea of a son dominating his dad or his older brother. It was apparent as we got started, Mark wanted to be cuddled, coddled, and made to feel that he is desirable. After a rejection of any sort, I guess that is natural. He wanted me to lead, so I tried to be the best and most attentive lover I could be. I fucked him in comfortable positions so that we could make it last as long as possible. As usual, he came shortly after we began and less usual, he fell asleep right after he came. I continued fucking at the same slow pace to let him sleep, but it wasn't long before he awoke. I settled in for a long, slow fuck. After a long time (I did not look at the clock) I felt the stirrings that meant I was headed toward a big orgasm, even at this slow pace. So, I gave into it, let it happen. We were on our sides spooning as we fucked and as I got close, Mark turned his face toward me, smiling. I never realized just what a sexy smile he had. And that was it. I fucked a bucket load of cum into him. As I finished cumming, I stayed in him, rolled onto my back, bringing Mark with me and kept on short fucking him as I used both hands to bring him off again. As we were cleaning ourselves up, I looked at the clock and it was nearly time for the cafeteria to open for the evening meal. I didn't realize that we had been fucking that long. And that night, just before bed, Mark asked me if I was up for more sex. So, I asked him what he had in mind. He wanted to fuck me and sleep all night with his dick inside me again. I quickly agreed. The next morning, I had a wonderful dream of getting fucked and woke up at the point Mark was cumming inside of me. After a couple of minutes, I thought Mark was trying to get up, but bent over and took my dick in his mouth, with his dick still in my ass. So that is how I started getting an occasional wake-up suck from Mark again. Mark and I again had some kind of sex every day. I still had four "repeat customers" that wanted a blow job about once a week. I was still having sex with my R.A. friend, Sam, once or twice a week, and about the same with my frat brothers, Tyler and/or Gary, or Phillip. Once Finals Week started, calls for sex with me increased with all the tension that needed to be released. I had to occasionally tell Mark NO, but then I set him up with Sam, with Gary, and even Phillip once, to take some of the burden off of me. Boy, did Mark and Phillip love each other's dicks. I heard stories from both of them. I NEVER thought I would ever see the offers of so much sex as a burden, but with all the sex everyone wanted from me and with my own finals to study for, it was a burden. I got through it and was looking forward to the holidays at home, where I would thankfully get some peace and rest. Well, maybe. Resting at home lasted for all of two days, when I started missing all the sex. But Mom and Dad kept me busy with decorating, community events, and getting ready for the Family gatherings, both sides. That was good because every time I called for my cousin Kevin, hoping to have some sex with him, we never connected. I didn't see him until my Mom's family gathering and only got a few minutes to talk with him privately. The only time Kevin and I had together, we spent catching up only on highlights. He told me about him quitting college, planning to start Electrician's school, and the new girlfriend he was hopeful to start a relationship with. So, he was not very interested in meeting up for a blowjob or a fuck. I told him about all the sex I was having at college and my revenge on Demetri (Meat), and how he might become an insatiable bottom. Kevin seemed shocked by this. But then he turned sad, as if he now realized he could have turned the tables on Meat and had at least that much satisfaction, but did not. Telling Kevin about Demetri got me thinking about what Demetri said after I surprised him by pushing my big dick into his ass and fucking his brains out. He wanted to do it again. So, as soon as I could, I ran by the gas station where I met up with him before, and sure enough, he was working. I waited until we were alone and asked him if he would like to get together again like we did before I left for college. And his answer was an enthusiastic, "Yes! I was hoping you would fuck me again." I responded, "That is no problem, but I want you to fuck me too with your big ol' MEATY dick." We both chuckled at that, and he just nodded his head "Yes" in agreement. Setting up a time and a place for us to get together was a problem. We were both still living or staying with our parents and had relatives staying over. I made a promise to myself right then to always get a motel room for some sexual privacy when I came home to visit. But the first of two opportunities we got to fuck each other was in the gas station's office again. Demetri wanted to get fucked badly, couldn't wait, in fact. As soon as he locked the station and we were alone, he hurriedly cleared off the desk, dragged out an old blanket and mattress from the closet saying, "we can use these any way you want." And in a flash, he undressed and stood naked in front of me with his monster dick already at full mast and as hard as a rock. Demetri threw the blanket over the desk, laid on his back on the blanket raising his legs, and said, "Me First!" So, I started licking and sucking his balls, asshole, and that nether-region between the two. It turned him on so much he started begging for me to fuck him. I lubed my dick and waited for the begging to turn to pleading. Demetri told me to just get it in him fast, that he could not take any more teasing, he had to have it and NOW. I aimed my dick at his hole and quickly thrust it into him until I could get no more in, and he screamed, a short, shocked scream. It was not the kind of scream you might expect from someone being raped, but it was born of surprise and in part over how good it felt. I pulled out a bit to see if there was any blood, and there was not. Then I looked at his face. Demetri looked like he was in heaven, grinning ear to ear, and begging me not to stop. So, I kept on going, not needing to worry about hurting him because he liked everything I tried on him. Demetri came twice, without warning, and without touching himself or me jacking him before I told him I was close to cumming. And sure enough, he came a third time with me, this time assisted by his hand. Once we recovered, I told Demetri that it was time he learned to suck dick. I did not know what reaction to expect from him, but he did not refuse, he was only afraid because he had never done it before. I told him I would teach him, and he smiled at that and asked how he should start. I gave him pointers along the way and he quickly became a decent cock sucker even though he was having trouble getting my dick into his throat. I maneuvered him into a 69, and he also loved doing that. Demetri is turning into a super-sized sex machine. Demetri was rock-hard again, and I told him it was MY turn now. He was already on his back so I told him to stay right there as I lubed up his monster dick and my asshole. I straddled him and aimed his dick as I squatted and guided it into my hole. With me in control, I was able to let it slide easily and quickly into me until I was all the way down on it, feeling his pubic hair tickle my butt. Demetri marveled at how easily I took his thick 11 inches, but as big as his dick was, it was actually a bit shorter and thinner than Mark's. It was still the second largest dick I had ever had, so I was happy that I could accommodate him that easily. I was happily bouncing on his dick, letting mine bounce on his stomach. After a while of this, I asked Demetri if he wanted to try another position or if there was another position that he wanted to breed my ass in. He said he liked it with the bottom face down and him on top. I laid face down on the mat and let him fuck me as he had fucked my cousin Kevin a few years ago. It was not long before Demetri was planting his seed deep in my bowels. When he was done, I asked him to roll with me to our left and to stay inside me. I could then get to my dick and I brought myself off with Demetri still thrusting gently into me. We got together one more time before I left for my second semester of college. It was a repeat of the other time except it was in a "no-tell motel" outside of town. We experimented with more positions, and I swear, Demetri loved each every one of them as a Top and as a Bottom. Throughout the rest of my college career, I came home for about 2 weeks before the start of the summer term and again at the end, and at Christmas. And every time, Demetri wanted to get together to fuck, even after he got married and had children. And, I got together with my cousin Kevin on some of those trips home, but he was living in Lewiston which made things difficult when he did want to get together. And it was a total mood killer to even mention Demetri to Kevin, so I never did, even after his memory of what Demetri did to him faded. Back at school, being true to my word, I stopped seeking out regular customers, but quickly found that I did not need to go looking for them because they started coming to me. I got the reputation for being kind and gentle with straight new-bees. And I found that I was turning down guys more often than I was accepting them. This was true because it seemed I always had friends and brothers with-benefits enough to satisfy all my basic needs. And because I pledged to myself that if a fraternity brother ever needed me for sex or anything, I would go out of my way to help him out. My roommate, Mark joined my fraternity in the spring. I wanted to be his Big Brother through that process, but there was a rule against it because we were roommates. And Mark's relationship with his boyfriend continued to be a bit rocky, but they kept trying. I think Mark joined my fraternity in part because he could then use the "brother in need" excuse for having sex with me or another brother in times his boyfriend insisted on monogamy. Three years after this Christmas break, because I attended summer terms, I graduated Cum Laude with a Music Business degree in Talent Management. I had interned with two of the largest talent management companies in Nashville and one of them hired me after graduation. I worked my way up through the ranks and saved my money. Six years after graduation, I started my own talent agency with the help of a loan from my parents, which I paid back with interest within 5 years. I am still happily queer and enjoy sex just as much as ever. And I am becoming known for my upscale parties with celebrities, promising new musicians, and a select number of the most attractive college boys from two nearby universities in attendance. And I make sure I have at least one cute or handsome young man on my arm at each one. ------------------------------------- This nicely sets things up for Joe's return in "Letter to a College Roommate" so I have no more plans to expand this part of Joe's story. However, if you have a really good suggestion for another Joe In College story, and if it is in character for Joe, write and tell me about your idea. Remember that Joe is and always has been a sexual being, not caring much for kink or serious entanglements other than friendships and friends-with-benefits at the most. By the time he is 40, he will have had twenty or thirty open-relationship boyfriends and thousands of sexual encounters, but no lovers and certainly no partners. ------------------------------------- REMEMBER: Nifty needs your donations to keep these stories coming. Donate at https://donate.nifty.org/ Over the years, I have been adding to a series that I call, The Chronicles of Kevin. Because they were written at different times and out of order, there is some overlap and some gaps. Here they are in story-line order with links: Cousin Joe Loves Dick (the earliest story about Kevin, in high school) https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/rural/cousin-joe-loves-dick Porked By "Meat" (Kevin tells how his anal virginity was taken, referred to in the Cousin Joe story and others) https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/porked-by-meat Kevin's Chubby Buddy (in Kevin's Senior year of HS) https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/kevins-chubby-buddy Joe's Revenge on "Meat" (Cousin Joe tells about getting revenge on Kevin's virginity stealer) https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/joes-revenge-on-meat Joe Goes To College, goes here. Allan's New College Freedom (this introduces Allan who narrates and tells about rooming with Kevin)(Note that the Interlude in Part 6 was as Kevin told it to Allan, but I expanded this story into "Porked by 'Meat'") https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/college/allans-new-college-freedom/ Letter To A College Roommate (Kevin tries to reconnect and catch up with Allan 20 years later) https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-friends/letter-to-a-college-roommate/ NOTE: If you read all these, they are about the length (in word count) of a Novel.