Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2023 08:01:38 -0400
From: Ww Ww <er14990606@gmail.com>
Subject: Opening the Closet Door - Chapter One

This fictional story describes the sexual adventures of a college student
as he defines his relationship to the world around him.  All rights and
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OPENING THE CLOSET DOOR - Chapter One

It was the fall semester of Ryan's third year in college, and he was doing
well.  He had an impressive grade point average.  His good looks were a
magnet for the girls who found him witty and charming.  Guys sought him out
as a friend.  He could talk sports and cars and was always ready for a
pickup game of basketball.  Genetics had given him a handsome face; weight
training had added muscular definition to his lanky frame.  But Ryan was a
guy with a big secret that no one suspected.  He loved dick.  He loved it
in his mouth and up his ass.  His sexuality was a well-kept secret.  He had
perfected his act in high school and carried it over to college.  Ryan was
good at acting straight.

Ryan's charade had been successful the last two years because he had
outlets for his sexual needs. One outlet for his secret desires was
discovered the second week of his freshman year.  He was in the basement
book stacks of the Humanities Library and went into the restroom to piss.
To his wonder, he surprised two guys standing at the urinals pulling one
another's cocks.  They quickly turned their backs.  Ryan stepped into a
stall, dropped his pants and sat on the toilet.  He didn't want to stop the
guys from having fun, but he also didn't want to join them in such a public
display.

Ryan peed, despite his growing erection.  Then he rose and peeked through
the crack of the stall door.  One of the guys was now on his knees sucking
the other.  Rynn sat back down and started to jack his dick.  He couldn't
possibly leave without getting off after such a surprising and arousing
discovery.  A minute later he heard the urinal slush and the footsteps of
someone leaving the bathroom.  There was silence, and then Ryan heard the
door of the stall next to him open and close.  One of the guys had stayed
behind.

 Looking at the floor next to him, Ryan saw the legs of the guy.  He had
pushed his pants down around his ankles.  Ryan could see by the shadow on
the floor that the guy was bending over, looking into Ryan's stall.  Ryan
pushed his own pants to his ankles, spread his legs, giving a full view of
his erection.

Next came a signal that Ryan would see often for the rest of his college
years.  A finger came from under the wall of the next stall and moved back
and forth.  It was an invitation for him to stick his dick under the stall
wall.  Ryan dropped to his knees and slid forward, his cock disappearing
into the other stall.  He felt a hand on his dick, felt another hand on his
balls.  Then the heavens opened.  A warm wet mouth engulfed his manhood.
He was getting a blowjob.  He could see nothing but the stall wall in front
of him, which only made him focus more intently on what wondrous things
were being done to his dick by the unknown stranger in the next stall.  He
was surprised how quick he came, but it was wonderful and welcomed.

The stranger held Ryan's dick in his mouth for a moment, getting the last
drops of sperm before releasing Ryan and returning to his seat on the
toilet.  Ryan slid back and saw his dick again now softening after his
release.  This was all new to Ryan and he was enjoying it.

Ryan was one who did not lose interest after his climax.  He wanted to play
some more.  Ryan took his finger and gave the stranger the signal.  Ryan
wanted to suck him.  A few seconds later an erect cock emerged from under
the stall wall.  It was about his own size but thicker with a dick head wet
with precum.  Ryan devoured it, licking and sucking, and holding the ball
sack hanging below it.  Soon there was a moan and Ryan's mouth filled with
cum which he eagerly swallowed.

After this, Ryan explored other men's rooms on campus, finding a few others
with activity but none as active as the library basement.  In a way that
Ryan never expected, he liked anonymous sex in the bathroom.  It was a
total focus on cock.  He couldn't see or care whether the guy was handsome
or ugly, tall or short, fat or skinny.  It was all about the cock that slid
under the wall of the stall.

Ryan was a guy with strong desires, and he sought another outlet through
the internet.  Ryan enjoyed ass play and loved to be fucked.  The ads were
disappointing, full of bottoms seeking a big cock, so Ryan decided to post
his own.  True to his cautious manner, he avoided sites that revealed his
location or required the revelation of personal information.  His ad stated
that he was masculine, in-shape, eighteen years old, six feet tall, and 175
pounds.  He included the phrase: "I love oral, giving and receiving.  As
for anal, I'm versatile."  Ryan gave no location and no photo.

There were a variety of replies which he quickly discarded, but there was
one that caught Ryan's attention.  It made no mention of age or appearance.
It simply said "We are similar," and it included a picture of a beautiful
hard dick taken from above as it hung over the bathroom sink.  The writer
had a private place to meet and mentioned the neighborhood adjacent to the
campus.  This made Ryan think it might be another student.  If not, at
least the location would make it easy for hookups.  Ryan replied with a
frontal photo from his neck to his knees.  It was agreed that the two of
them would meet at a particular park bench.  Ryan would wear a college tee
shirt.  The other person would have a blue baseball cap.

Ryan dressed to look his best.  His university tee shirt was snug, showing
his nice arms and chest.  His shorts showed his muscular legs and his great
looking ass.  Ryan was the first to arrive, and he stood there in
anticipation.

Then he heard from behind, "Are you Ryan?"

Ryan turned to find a guy with a blue baseball cap smiling at him.  He was
shorter than Ryan, maybe three inches, seemingly thin in unremarkable
clothes, and young in the face.  In fact, he looked so young that Ryan
answered the guy's greeting with "How old are you?"

"Twenty-five.  I know.  I look young.  I get that a lot."

His name was Will, and he was a graduate student and a research assistant
at the university.  He lived in an apartment across the street.  Will was
not what Ryan expected, but he was ready for a new adventure, so when Will
suggested they go to his place, Ryan agreed.


Soon they stood naked facing each other.  Will's young face matched his
body.  He looked like a fifteen year old, thin and hairless except for his
crotch.  He had the body of a twink except for the big piece of meat
between his legs.  Ryan said playfully, "Good grief!  You have a pony's
body but a horse's dick."

Will replied with a smile, "I'm glad you like it."

Will led them to the bed where they began slow and tender love making.
They explored each other with their hands and lips and tongues.  Will loved
Ryan's muscled body, caressing his biceps, tonguing his nipples which
hardened and grew in response, rubbing his cheeks on Ryan's inner thighs
before sucking on each ball, and finally taking Ryan's hard cock into his
mouth.  Will was a master at sucking cock which elicited moans from Ryan.

Ryan was equal in his oral skills.  He kissed and licked Will's boyish
body, smooth and flawless.  It reminded him of his own body and that of his
tent mate years earlier as they discovered the joys of sex on a Boy Scout
campout.  It was then when they first held each other's cocks, felt each
other's balls, before tentatively taking a dick into their mouths.

Ryan started at Will's lips and began a journey southward licking his neck,
his shoulders, chest, and stomach before bringing his face to Will's
magnificent cock.  It was long and hard and lay close to Will's stomach.
Ryan pulled it away and buried his face between the cock and the stomach
and licked the patch of pubic hair at the base. He ran his wet lips up the
shaft and encircled them around the glans, wet with precum.  Ryan dropped
to Will's balls and took each one in his mouth.  Then he licked the hard
veined shaft from the ball sac to the head three times before finally
taking the cock into his hungry mouth.  Ryan sucked and Will slid his
fingers through Ryan's hair as the pleasure of his warm wet mouth swept
over him.

This was the first time for these two men to be in bed together, and they
were learning each other's needs and desires.  Ryan seemed so eager to suck
on Will's cock, that Will was ready to turn himself over completely to
Ryan's mouth and cum in his mouth. But at that moment, Ryan took Will's
dick out of his mouth and said, "Your cock is unbelievable.  I want it in
my ass."

Will was enchanted by the handsome man in his bed with a beautiful ass and
responded accordingly.  Will put his hands on Ryan's shoulders, turned him
over, and laid Ryan on his stomach, his legs apart, and Will kneeling
between them.

Will ran his hands down Ryan's back and took an ass cheek in each hand.  He
held them, squeezing lightly, and then pulled them apart to reveal a
hairless crack and a pink puckered hole.  He wet his finger and began to
tease Ryan's hole, making circular motions before pushing first his finger
tip and then his whole finger in.  Will fucked him with his finger.  Then
he prompted Ryan to raise his hips to where Ryan's ass was in the air, his
legs apart, and his cock and balls hanging down.

Ryan had a well-fucked ass hole, the first time at age thirteen by his
older cousin, and then later by several friends For the last two years of
high school he was fucked by his best friend Jimmy once a week.  They
fucked at least one hundred times in every position they could think of.
Will's horse cock was bigger than Jimmy's, and Ryan was filled with
anticipation.  He wasn't fearful.  He was excited.

Will took the lube from the side of the bed and coated his cock before
preparing Ryan's hole.  He put the tip on Ryan's closed hole and moved his
hips forward.  The tight pink closure yielded to the pressure, and Ryan
gasped as he sensed its size as it stretched him open as never before.
With a slow steady movement, Will's cock slid deep into Ryan as he
whispered to him, "You feel so good."

Will reached around and took Ryan's rigid dick in his hand.  He began
slowly stoking Ryan as he simultaneously moved his hips back and forth,
making his own cock travel through Ryan's tunnel in the same rhythm.  After
several minutes he released his grasp and put his hands on Ryan's hips to
better steady himself as he became to seriously fuck his new friend.

Will's thrusts grew faster, and as his dick head found the deepest part of
Ryan's ass, Ryan emitted a soft, "Oh" over and over again.  Ryan had taken
over from Will and was now jacking his own dick as his ass was fucked.  For
Ryan there was always a special moment when the pleasure from the dick in
his hole and dick in his hand merged to where his whole body was sexually
electrified.  It came now and Ryan moaned, and let go of his dick.  He
braced himself with his two hands, his dick hung between his legs, dripping
precum, as Will did magic things to his body.  There were times in high
school that Jimmy's fucking brought Ryan just to the point of climax.  Will
had done it now.  Ryan was on the edge.  He wanted it to finally happen.
He wanted to be fucked to climax, to climax hands free. He begged Will to
take him over the falls, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

But like Jimmy, Will got there first.  A cry and four swift hard thrusts
signaled it, and Ryan imagined four streams of cum washing his insides.
Ryan grabbed his own dick, pulled on it three times, and he released his
own cum, showering the bed sheet below him.

They were spent, their balls emptied, their lust receding.  They laid on
their sides, spooning, with Will's dick still in Ryan as it softened.
Finally it slipped out with a pop as Ryan's hole closed again.  They shared
that blissful euphoria after sex where lust becomes affection.  Will's arm
was across Ryan's chest, and Ryan held it with his hand.  Ryan could feel
soft kisses on his back.

The two new friends were eager to see each other but their hookups required
coordination, because of class, studying, and Will's work as a graduate
assistant.  They found a time four days later, and Ryan bounded into Will's
apartment declaring that he needed a good fuck.  And so they did, and it
was just as exciting as the first time.

The next day Ryan got an email from Will asking if they could swap roles
for their next meeting.  Ryan realized that the word "versatile" that he
used in his ad applied to both of them, and perhaps Ryan had assumed too
much and had asked for more than he had given..  He resolved to give Will
an experience to remember.

It began when Ryan entered the apartment when he put his arms around Will's
waist and pulled him to his chest.  Will looked up at his taller partner as
Ryan lowered his lips to Will's.  It was a kiss of both affection and lust.
To be embraced by the muscled arms of his larger lover made Will emit a
soft moan of joy.  From then on Ryan directed their love making.  He
undressed Will and embraced him, holding him against his own naked body as
he stroked and caressed Will's back and ass.  He took Will's hand and
placed it on his rigid cock.  They looked into each other's eyes as Will
held Ryan's manhood, pulling softly on the shaft, rubbing his thumb over
the slit to feel the first precum.  Ryan lowered his mouth and kissed
Will's shoulder and then neck before whispering in his ear, "Pleasure me."

Will dropped to his knees and began his wonderful brand of cock worship.
Ryan's hands were gentle on Will's head and his shoulders.  After running
his wet lips up and down Ryan's shaft, Will stopped and looked up at Ryan
for approval.  Ryan smiled and rubbed the back of his fingers softly along
Will's cheek before Will took Ryan's dick into his mouth again.

Next, Ryan pulled Will up to his feet, embraced him, and kissed him, before
bending over and picking up his smaller friend, one arm around his back and
the other under his knees.  Ryan kissed him again, and as a new husband
might take his bride, he carried Will to the bed.

This was what Will wanted.  A handsome naked man lay atop him.  Will was
thrilled at the difference in their respective sizes. He could feel the
masculine power of Ryan as his weight pushed him into the mattress.  Will
raised his knees and squeezed Ryan's hips.  It was an invitation for
penetration.  Ryan smothered Will with kisses on his face and neck.

Penetration came with an easy entry and a slow slide of Ryan's seven inches
of hard cock past Will's sphincter.  It was Ryan's turn to express pleasure
with a moan as Will's wet warm ass held Will's manhood.  Ryan moved his
hips back and took his first long stroke.  The verbal cues continued as
Will groaned with Ryan's deepest penetration.

Ryan's movement was gentle and graceful at first but as their lust built,
Ryan increased his thrusts as Will jerked on his dick.  They stared into
each other's eyes, both sensing their coming climax.  It came to Will with
a loud cry and a gust of semen.  Ryan followed with powerful pumps of his
hips as his dick washed Will's insides with cum.

********

Ryan's straight act required daily self-discipline, particularly with his
hot roommate, Casey.  A former soccer player in high school, Casey had an
athlete's body with muscular legs and a great chest.  Casey had a way with
the ladies, and Ryan often returned to their dorm room to find a sock on
the door handle.  That was their "Do Not Disturb" signal that one of them
was entertaining a lady inside.  During the fall semester of their junior
year, the class schedule allowed Ryan to indulge in sexual fantasy about
Casey.

Casey had chemistry lab on Thursday morning, but Ryan had no classes until
the afternoon.  On Thursday mornings, Ryan woke at the sound of Casey's
alarm clock, but remained in bed, laying on his side, looking across the
room at Casey's bed, with his most visible eye closed but the other eye
open and peeking at his roommate.

Casey's hand slammed the clock to turn it off.  Next came a moan in Casey's
deep baritone voice.  Casey put his two beautiful size-eleven feet on the
floor and then stood up, revealing muscular calves and thighs with
short-brown hair running up his legs and disappearing under Casey's boxer
briefs.

Casey slept shirtless.  He raised his arms to his side, bent his fists
toward his head. and yawned, causing his biceps to bulge and exposing his
thickly haired armpits.  Then he ran his right hand across his hairless
chest.  His middle finger touched his nipple and lingered for a moment as
he slowly rubbed it.  Ryan wondered if Casey's nipples were especially
sensitive, and he dreamed of teasing them with his tongue.

Casey dropped his shorts and stepped out of them, exposing a delicious
looking dick respectfully large and long in its flaccid state, hanging
several inches below two hairless orbs. With his hand Casey gave a gentle
pull on his cock.  Ryan dreamed of doing the same thing, pulling on it as
it grew longer and harder, before taking it into his mouth and sucking it.
Casey turned, showing his round hairless ass before putting his towel
around his waist and slipping on flip-flops for a trip to the shower.

Ryan waited motionless and was rewarded minutes later as Casey returned.
He took the towel from around his waist and covered his head as he dried
his hair, giving Ryan another great view of Casey's cock.  Casey dressed,
grabbed his wallet and keys, picked up his backpack, and ran out the door.

As Ryan heard the door close, he tossed off his sheet, climbed out of bed,
and pulled off his underwear and tee shirt.  His dick was already hard in
anticipation of thirty minutes of self-love.

Ryan went across the room to Casey's laundry basket, picking up the boxer
briefs that Casey had just discarded.  He took it to his face and inhaled
the musky aroma of his hot roommate.  He rubbed Casey's underwear across
his chest, lingering over his nipples and thinking of Casey's.  Next he
rubbed his arms with the underwear before bending his left arm and licking
his bicep, hoping for a taste of his roommate.  He brought the garment to
his face again before putting his hand inside and using it like a glove,
slow jacking of his hard cock.

Ryan's mind was full of images as his cock responded to the movement of his
hand.  He dreamed of sucking Casey, of having Casey plow his hole like his
friend Jimmy did in high school, like Will does now.  Ryan's ass needed
attention badly.  He threw Casey's underwear back in the hamper before
reaching into the bottom drawer of his dresser alongside his bed and
pulling out his bag of pleasure-inside was a dildo and a bottle of lube.

Ryan laid on his bed.  He put lube on his finger tip, raised his knees, and
exposed his ass.  He put his slick finger on his puckered hole.  He pushed
it open and probed his insides, first with the finger tip, and then with
each digit until his finger disappeared.  He finger fucked himself, adding
fingers until there were three.

Ryan withdrew his fingers and prepared his toy with plenty of lube.  He put
the dildo tip on his hole and pushed.  He groaned as his hole yielded to
the pressure and the head went in.  With his eyes closed and a smile on his
face, Ryan pushed this friend slowly inch by inch until the balls rested
against his bottom.  Ryan preferred real flesh but his toy could still do a
remarkable job in pleasuring his hole.  He began, slow long strokes,
pulling it back until just the head remained in before going deep until it
could go no further.  He fucked himself again and again with one hand on
the dildo and his other on his cock.

Sex for Ryan was like a ripple in the ocean, hardly perceptible at the
beginning, that swells larger and larger until it crashes over him as a
giant wave.  He could feel that ripple as he moved his toy in his hole.
His hand on his cock helped it along.  When the dildo found the right spot,
Ryan left his cock and put both hands on the toy, moving it faster and
faster.  His ass was a sex organ equal to his dick and could take him to
the very edge of climax, but it had never taken him completely to the end.
It required a jerk or two with his fist or someone else's to bring the wave
down upon him.  Nevertheless he hoped that it would happen someday, that he
would finally have a hands free climax.

This day was like others, he was riding the crest of the wave, his cock was
dripping precum, but the finale would not come without help.  He grabbed
his dick, wanked it twice, and emitted a long and loud, "Ohhhhh."  He hosed
his stomach and chest with semen, with one drop hitting his chin.  In the
blissful afterglow of his climax, he ran his finger through the cum on his
body and sucked it into his mouth.

Ryan and Casey were not only roommates but were fraternity brothers, having
pledged during their freshman year.  Another close friend among Ryan's
fraternity brothers was Adam.  Ryan teased him as "Mr. Superlative" because
Adam was president of their fraternity, quarterback of the university
football team, and an A student in a premed program.  He was six feet two,
green- eyed, with a broad-shouldered athletic body, dark hair and a face
made for Hollywood.  He dated the prettiest girl on campus.

Adam had charisma.  When he talked with Ryan, Adam made Ryan feel as if he
was the most important person in the world.  Early on Adam spoke personally
about himself, causing Ryan to respond in like fashion.  Ryan struggled
with his future plans after graduation.  He had been programmed since youth
to become a lawyer like his father and grandfather, but Ryan was still
unsure what he really wanted. Adam encouraged him to think hard on the
subject and to choose what was really his own desire.  "Find yourself, and
you will be happy," he said often.

Adam was a fan of films of the 1940's, with Casablanca being his
favorite. He did a credible impersonation of Humphrey Bogart, which always
made Ryan laugh.  On occasions Adam would bring a DVD from the library to
watch in the basement of the fraternity house, inviting Ryan to join him.

One night the two friends watched Humprey Bogart again.  They sat on an old
ragged loveseat with barely room for the two of them, Ryan on left and Adam
on the right..  As they sat there, their legs touched.  Adam seemed
oblivious to the physical contact, but Ryan was thrilled.  Ryan's cock
began to thicken, causing Ryan to command his dick to behave and save him
from embarrassment.

Near the end of the film, Adam's body leaned on Ryan and his head dropped
to Ryan's shoulder.  Adam had fallen asleep.  Ryan sat perfectly still,
savoring the moment.  He could sense the power of the muscular body that
laid against him.  He turned his head and could look down at Adam's face,
his strong brow, his nose, his sexy green eyes shielded by his closed
eyelids.  His lips were in a slight pout, calling Ryan to kiss them, but he
resisted.

The film finished, and Ryan knew that the two friends could not sit there
as they were all night, so he took his left hand and shook Adam's shoulder,
speaking loudly, "Wait up, Adam, the movie is over."

Adam sat up with a sleepy moan.  Ryan looked to the floor to find his shoes
which he had kicked off at the start of the evening.  Ryan turned and saw
that Adam was not awake.  He had merely shifted to the other direction and
was asleep again leaning on the other arm of the sofa.  With the intention
of stirring him awake, Ryan reached across and put his hand on Adam's bare
thigh.  The touch of Adam's flash sent electricity through Ryan's body.  He
didn't shake him, nor call his name.  He sat there excited as Ryan's dick
grew harder.

Adam had on thin polyester shorts that had ridden half way up his leg.
Looking down, Ryan saw the outline of Adam's cock as the thin material of
his shorts draped over it.  There was the shaft and at the tip was a large
head.  Ryan decided that Adam was going commando.  He had no underwear.
Leaving his hand there, Ryan took his other hand and put it on Adam's
shoulder before giving a gentle nudge and saying quietly, "Adam, it's time
to wake up."

There was no response. Ryan was glad.  Ryan's hand had slid across Adam's
thigh and his fingers were now half hidden inside the leg of Adam's shorts.
Ryan continued to stare at Adam's dick as his own cock, now fully erect,
was straining in his shorts.  His fingers were just inches away from this
sexy man's dick..  Ryan wanted so much to touch it, but he told himself
that it would only end in embarrassment, trouble, and probably a punch on
the jaw.

Reality won out, and the fantasy faded.  Ryan gave a vigorous shake to
Adam's leg and shoulder accompanied by a loud, "Alright Adam.  No more
sleeping.  The movie is over.  Wake up."

Adam sat right up, seemingly wide awake.  He smiled and said, "That was
fun."

The two friends departed.  Ryan walked back to his dorm room, but he
couldn't get Adam's last words out of his head.  He asked himself "What was
fun?"  Was it the movie or was it Ryan's wandering hands on Adam's body?
In bed that night while his roommate slept, Ryan slowly pleasured his cock
thinking again of Adam and his dick outlined by his shorts.  He thought
simultaneously that the world was both pleasure and pain.  The pleasure of
sex and the pain of the unobtainable.  He was reconciled to only dreaming
and jacking off to the image of the unobtainable Adam.

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