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I sat at my desk in my bedroom trying desperately to work up the enthusiasm needed for me to complete my assignment. I had just turned nineteen and had started to study at the local university. The next three years were going to be a hard slog, I thought to myself. After half an hour, I decided to take a shower to liven myself up. When I returned naked to my bedroom, I opened my wardrobe and looked at myself in the dressing mirror behind the door. I was pleased with my reflection: I was beginning to look quite manly with broad shoulders and slender hips. My dick had grown several inches in the last year or so. The last time I had measured it hard, it was over eight inches long. I sat at my desk again with my cock and balls hanging over the edge of my chair. Then I opened a drawer and took out my secret envelope that contained my gay magazines. I had always known that I liked boys and men. I got my first hard-on at ten years of age when I saw a naked man in the flesh for the first time. I still remember the huge size of his dick. I had wanted to feel it and suck it. My cock stiffened as I looked at the pictures of the well-hung studs in my favourite magazine and I pulled back my foreskin and started to jerk myself off. Last summer, I had lost my virginity at last when I went on a student exchange visit to France and stayed with Jules and his family. I thrilled at the memory of him showing his massive hard cock to me on the second night of my visit. We had sucked and fucked each other every night after and our affair had continued when he came to visit me in England. My eyes glazed over as I concentrated on the memory of his last night with me. We had fucked and sucked each other three times until we were exhausted. Then I focused on the Polaroid picture that I had taken of my French friend. I looked at his huge swollen cock sticking out of a nest of black Gallic hair. Then I jerked furiously at my own cock until it pulsated and shot its spunk all over my chest. My whole body trembled in breathless ecstasy. The following day I got on the bus that took me to the campus and sat next to a guy whom I hadn’t seen before. “Are you new in the area?” I asked him. “Yes,” the lad replied. “My father was transferred down here by his company. I‘ve just enrolled at the university.” “Will you be in the arts faculty like me?” I asked him. “Yes. I’m studying History, German and French,” he replied. “I’m studying French, History and Art,” I told him. “We’ll be classmates for two thirds of our lectures. My name’s Stephen,” I said by way of introduction. “My name’s Peter,” he replied. We liked each other from the start. “Will you show me around until I get my bearings?” Peter asked me as we walked into the arts block. “Sure,” I replied. “I can imagine how strange everything will seem to you at first.” The bell rang and I took him to his tutor’s room for registration. “I see you’ve already found a friend,” his tutor said to Peter. “That saves me from having to show you around myself.” Peter was given a timetable for his lessons and saw that the first two periods after break were French. I showed him to the room and we sat together in class. Then, at break time, I took him to the study and leisure area and introduced him to my friends. At lunch, I could see that he was feeling more relaxed. “Thanks for all your help, mate,” he said with a grateful smile putting his hand on my thigh. “That’s okay,” I replied feeling my cock begin to harden. We were both free that afternoon and sat together in the study area writing up our notes. I was now quite horny for Peter and I kept on glancing at his handsome face and beautiful body. He was a tall lad with a well-proportioned frame. When I got up to fetch a drink, I stared down at his crotch and imagined Peter’s cock and balls. Was he uncircumcised? Were his balls hairy? How long was his cock? I desperately wanted answers to these questions. After we had finished, we took the bus home together. “Why don’t you come over to my place tonight?” Peter asked me before I got off. “I’ve got a pool table set up in our garage.” He gave me his address and we agreed to meet up at eight after we had finished off our homework assignments. I wanted to kiss him. When I got home, I went straight to my room, stripped off and lay down on my bed. I took my stiff cock in my hand and thought longingly about Peter. I had fallen for him in a big way but I had no idea if he felt the same way about me. My balls were bursting with cum and a few strokes of my dick were all that it took to release a stream of my spunk high into the air. I groaned in bliss as my cock quivered and my spunk landed all over my face and body. After I had finished my homework, I showered and slipped into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt and went over to Peter’s house. It was a very large place a few hundred yards from mine. The evening was very hot and he was practicing at the pool table dressed only in his boxers. I thrilled at the sight of his smooth chest and hairy legs. We played pool together for a few hours and he beat me by only one game. I felt quite horny each time he bent over the table. I longed to put my hands down his shorts. “Would you like to come over tomorrow?” he asked me. “My parents are going away for the weekend and we will have the pool all to ourselves.” “Fantastic!” I replied. “It’s going to be a hot day.” Peter switched the garage light off and then it happened. “Thanks for all your help today,” he whispered with a hand on my shoulder and he pulled me towards him and gave me a deep wet kiss. A shiver of joy passed through my body as he put his arms around me so that we could feel our cocks throb against each other’s abdomens. I kissed him back with passion and felt the tip of his large dick that was now sticking up out of the waistband of his boxers. He put his hand up my shorts and tugged at my cock and dangling balls. “I’ve wanted to do this to you all day long,” he whispered. “Come up to my room. We can suck each other’s cocks.” My head flushed with excitement. We crept up the stairs so as not to disturb Peter’s parents who were now asleep. We lay down naked on his bed with our stiff cocks deep in our mouths. I thrilled at the smell of his balls and the taste of his dribbling cock that I had only dreamt of sucking a few hours before. We guzzled each other’s cocks harder and harder until they throbbed and spurted in our mouths. “That was cool,” I said as we lay blissfully in each other’s arms. We kissed each other passionately with our cum dribbling out of each other’s mouths and we licked it off our faces. “I love you, mate,” he whispered softly to me. **** I woke up the next morning with a poker stiff hard-on and immediately thought lustfully about Peter’s beautiful cock. I couldn’t wait to suck it again. What would he be doing now, I wondered? I hoped he was thinking of me with his own stiff dick in his hand. Then I pulled back my foreskin and jerked myself off thinking what it would be like to have my cock up his hole. I sighed deeply as my cock spurted into my hand. After breakfast, I strolled over to his house dressed only in a pair of brief shorts. It was one of the hottest days of the year and I looked forward to the cool of his swimming pool. He let me in and we kissed each other lovingly before we went out in the garden. “Take your shorts off,” he said. “There’s no one around,” and we dived naked into the pool and swam a few lengths. After climbing out of the pool we sat together in the sun until our naked bodies were hot and dry. “I woke up so horny for you this morning,” I whispered. “Me too,” he whispered back taking my dick in his hand. “Let’s go upstairs.” We got up with our cocks now stiff for each other and hugged and kissed each other lustfully before climbing the stairs. We lay on the bed with each other’s cocks in our hands and kissed each other over and over again. “Can I put my cock inside you?” I whispered in his ear. “No one’s ever fucked me before,” he said after a pause. “Will it hurt?” “It will a bit at the beginning,” I admitted, “but I’ll be as gentle as I can.” My cock was now firmer than it had ever been before. My body thrilled at the idea of taking my new mate’s virginity. “Lie down on your back,” I whispered and he opened his legs wide and guided my cock to his back door. One short push and my helmet was inside his hole. Peter cried out with pain. “The worst bit is over,” I said quietly and pushed my cock more deeply into him. “Is that better?” I asked. “It’s lovely,” he said sighing with pleasure when my cock was completely inside him. Then I started to fuck him furiously groaning in ecstasy until the tightness of his rectum made my cock pulsate uncontrollably. He pulled me to his chest and kissed me just as my dick spurted inside him. We rested for a few minutes snuggled up together and I stroked his still stiff cock that oozed pre-cum from his helmet. Then I knelt down on my knees and he tugged at my dangling balls. “Shove your cock inside my hole,” I whispered. “I want to feel you inside me.” Peter thrilled as his cock slipped easily into my hole and groaned blissfully as I rocked my body back and fore so that his rampant cock slid in and out of my tube. “Faster! Faster!” he cried out and I increased the pace until I felt his cock throb inside me with delight. Then I felt my mate’s spunk stream out of my hole after he came to a shivering climax. We lay down again and hugged and kissed each other until a tear ran down my cheek. “What’s up, mate?” he said tenderly. “It’s nothing,” I replied, “I’m just so happy!” He grabbed my stiffening cock and kissed me wetly in my ear. “Just think,” he said, “we can make love together day and night from now on.” I sniffled and took his cock in my hand and gave him a deep, wet and grateful kiss. **** The next day I did my usual Sunday car wash round. I needed the money badly to fund my next trip to France. My round was steadily getting bigger and I was always looking out for new customers. I noticed a new Mercedes parked outside a house near mine and I rang the doorbell. The door was opened by a young handsome man who was in his mid-twenties. He was dressed only in shorts and he sported a muscular hairy torso. “Would you like me to wash your car?” I said. “Sure,” he replied. “If you do a good job you can wash it on a regular basis.” “I’ll need hot water and a hosepipe,” I said to him and he took me into the house. “Take the hot water from the kitchen,” he said. “I’ll run the hosepipe through the garage for you.” I filled my bucket and started soaping down his car and he opened his garage door and handed the hosepipe to me. “Would you like a drink when you finish?” he asked me. “A cup of tea will do nicely,” I replied. Twenty minutes later, I went into his kitchen after I had rinsed off his motor. “Here you are,” he said as he handed me a mug of hot tea. “Sit down and enjoy it.” I thanked him and I smiled at him. He was a very kind guy. My cock stiffened as I took in his fine manly features. “How old are you?” he asked me. “I’ve just turned nineteen,” I replied. I could see that he was pleased with my answer. I wondered what kind of meat he had in his shorts. Then I noticed the end of his enormous dick sticking out from one of the legs of his shorts. “You’re a very good-looking guy,” he said to me as he put his hand on my thigh. “Take off your shirt. I’d like to see more of you.” I pulled it off as I felt his hand slide up my shorts until he grasped my hot throbbing dick. “You’re beautiful,” he said with a sigh. “Let me see your cock and balls.” I pulled down my shorts and he pulled me towards him and took my dick in his mouth and sucked it. My hand found his massive meat and I gasped at its size and stiffness. “Let’s go upstairs,” he whispered to me and led the way, pulling me by my cock up the stairs. When we got inside his bedroom, he slipped out of his shorts and I bent down and sucked his twelve-inch dick and fondled his balls. “I want to fuck you bad,” he whispered to me and took me over to the bed. I lay down on my back and opened my legs and he thrust his huge cock completely inside me. My eyes watered and I yelled out in pain. “Am I too big for you?” he whispered to me tenderly. “No,” I said panting. “I’ll soon get used to you.” He lay on my chest and gave me a loving wet kiss. “Send me to heaven,” I whispered to him and he raised himself up and started fucking me rhythmically. It was a magical experience. I had never been shagged by such a large cock before and the whole of my body shivered uncontrollably as it lunged in and out of me. He stopped for a minute or so and wanked my hot cock until I was close to cumming and then he started fucking me again at double the pace. My head swooned as I felt my cock spurt and shoot my cum all over him. It throbbed and tingled as he fucked on. Then I felt his cock pulsate inside me as he shot his load deep down my tube. His body trembled in orgasm as he continued to fuck me until his cock was spent. We lay beside each other completely exhausted with my head swirling. No one had shagged me like this before and I didn’t know anything about the guy, not even his name. “Let’s have another hot drink,” he said eventually and we went downstairs naked together. He brewed some more tea for us and we sat drinking it at his kitchen table. “My name’s Ralph” he told me and I introduced myself to him. “Pleased to meet you, Stephen,” he said with a smile before he gave me a kiss on my cheek. “Are you in a hurry or can you spend some more time with me?” “I’d love to stay with you for a while,” I replied. “Good,” he said. “Let’s watch a raunchy video together.” We sat together on a sofa with an arm around each other’s shoulders and we watched the beginning of a red hot porno movie with two studs sucking and fucking each other in every imaginable position and setting. Our cocks stiffened and I yearned to feel his meat inside me again. I knelt astride him and pointed his huge cock to my hole and lowered my body down on it until it was completely inside me. Ralph groaned in ecstasy as I humped up and down on it. He pulled my head to his and he sucked my tongue and tugged at my balls as I quickened my pace. I felt his cock pulsate again deep inside me and his cum dribbled out of my hole. Ralph squealed out as his cock tingled with pleasure. “Let me suck your dick,” he whispered to me and I got up and stood in front of him. He shoved three fingers up my wet hole and pulled back my foreskin and sucked my cock deep down his throat. Within seconds my cum filled his mouth and the whole of my body quivered in orgasm. He sat me on his lap and kissed me over and over again. “Come over every Sunday,” he whispered in my ear, “and any other time you like. I’ll never get enough of you.” **** “You were gone for longer than usual,” my mother said when I got home. “You must have done well.” “Yes,” I replied, “but it was hard work. I’m going to lie down for a while.” I got down on my bed with my head in a swoon thinking about Ralph’s manly body and fabulous cock. Then I thought about Peter. I really loved him. How could I have been unfaithful to him so soon? And then I thought about my French friend, Jules. I knew that we would fuck and suck each other when I next went to France. I slowly came to realize that I could love more than one person at a time. That was my nature. It was as simple as that. After supper, I went over to Peter’s place loaded with cash. Ralph had given me a twenty-pound note and had refused to take any change. “I know a pub that’ll you‘ll like,” I told him after we had kissed each other fondly. “I’ll pay for the drinks.” “Thanks, mate,” Peter said and he squeezed my butt. The pub was far too hot inside and we took our drinks into the garden and sat down next to each other at a long table and sipped our beer. We felt relaxed in each other’s company and there was no need to say a lot. Then two young lads sat opposite us. They were about twenty years old and, although they were straight acting, I sensed that they were gay like us. We exchanged names. The dark haired one sitting opposite me was called Gavin and the blond guy sitting opposite Peter was called John. They were both attractive guys with a good sense of humour. “Are you guys together like us?” John asked me after we had talked about football for a while. I didn’t really know how to reply. “Yes, we’re mates,” Peter said softly while tweaking my thigh. “But we’ve only just got together.” “We’ve been shagging each other for years,” John said as Gavin got up to go to the loo. “We’re almost an old married couple.” Peter and I laughed at this statement of the state of their relationship. “Excuse me,” I said as my dick signaled an urgent need to empty my bladder. I followed Gavin into the john. He was pissing against the wall as I pulled out my cock. I looked down at his dick. It was bigger than my own and I knew that it was semi-stiff. He saw that I was ogling him and he undid his belt and dropped his trousers and boxers and his cock stiffened. He didn’t seem to worry if a stranger came in. “Suck my cock, Stephen,” he demanded and I pulled him into a cubicle. I sat down on the toilet and he stuck his big prick to the back of my mouth. It tasted quite cheesy but I liked it. I gobbled his cock and played with his balls until he shot in my mouth. His dick twitched and he groaned as I swallowed his cum down my throat and I continued to suck him until his cock quivered with bliss. “Thanks, mate,” he whispered to me as he knelt down in front of me and pulled back my foreskin and sucked my cock hard. A few sucks and jerks were all it took for my dick to explode in his mouth. We both groaned with pleasure as my cock throbbed in his mouth and my cum spurted down his throat. We returned to our partners after getting another round of drinks in. “Where did you get to?” Peter asked me. “You were away for ages.” “The bar service here is crap,” I said to him and I grabbed his cock until I felt him getting horny for me. I saw Gavin using the same tactic on John. I came to realize that partners had to be managed. “Let’s have another drink before we go home,” I said and Gavin insisted that the round was on him. Peter was already a little heady. “Just a half for my mate,” I said to him before he went into the pub. We drank up quickly and promised to meet again. I took Peter back to his house. It was a balmy night and he sobered up on the way home. “Let’s swim for a while,” he said as he turned the pool floodlight on. We stripped off and opened the patio doors and dived in. We soon chilled out and climbed out and sat down on the poolside chairs until we were dry again. “Please fuck me again, Stephen,” Peter pleaded and I laid him down on the patio table and fucked him lovingly with his legs over my shoulders. It was the perfect way to end our evening out together. A dozen swift lunges in and out of him made his cock shoot its cum all over my chest and face. He cried out with joy. A few more thrusts made my cock shiver inside him and a thrilling wave of ecstasy spread from my balls to the end of my dick. What a day, I thought to myself. I was a hell of a lucky guy. Let me know if you liked this story. Did it make you horny? E-mail me at excaliber1021439@aol.com