Hi my name is Kyle and this is the first of many stories about my new life at the University. And let’s just say that so far, university life is awesome, and oh so much fun. It was late August and I was getting ready to move away to University about 2 hours from my hometown. I wasn't really that nervous because I had spent the summer living without my parents. My summer wasn't the biggest party I had expected, with my parents living at my cottage, mainly because I worked an awful lot. So I was ready to party and have lots of fun, all kinds of fun, in university. I decided to go on the net to a classifieds website and post an add about me, looking for some friends and maybe more in the area I was about to move out to. I kinda thought that it would be awesome to make some friends, specifically some gay friends, because I would be living on my own in residence and would be able to come a little further out than I was. At this point I wasn't out at all, I had fooled around a lot, but none of my friends or family knew anything. It took a couple of days for the ad to get posted and then I began to get a lot of responses from a bunch of really cool guys. One guy that kinda stood out from the rest was named Marc. He was older than I was, 22 to be exact. He was attending the same university as me, and was in the third year of the program I was trying to get into. I knew he was smart and successful, because this program was really hard to get into. We talked through email for the first few days and then at the begging of the second week I decided to give him my number. He called me the next night, and I wasn't in so he left me a message. The following night, the Thursday night of that week he called again and fortunately for the both of us, I was in and getting ready to go out. Marc was a 22-year-old bi-male. He was 6'1", 170lbs. He had brown hair, blue eyes and was fuzzy all over. I am a 19-year-old gay male. I'm 6', 170lbs, and also fuzzy. I have brown hair and brown eyes. I am also fuzzy all over. He called at about 8pm and I was just out of the shower, where I had discretely jerked off thinking about him. We got to talking and the really cool thing is that we were really clicking right off the bat. I learned that he had actually not done anything with a guy before but had been with a number of girls, this really turned me on, because he was 22 and so he had a lot of built up sexual tension within him, that he admitted girls couldn't subside. I was telling him that I was on my way out with my floor friends to a nightclub and that he should really meet me there later that night. He wasn't a really big fan of clubs and dancing and so he wanted to just pick me up from the club. The only problem was that I wasn't sure what time we would be there and how long the line up would be and I didn't want to ditch my friends as soon as we got there, because they might become suspicious. After a lot of talking we decided that I wouldn't go to the club and he and I would just meet outside the campus pub later that night. We set the time of 11:30pm. By the time we had gotten off the phone it was already 10:30pm; we had talked for so long. To be honest I wasn't really thinking that anything sexual was about to happen, because he was completely new to this whole experience, but I was still looking forward to the whole night. 11:30pm rolled around very fast and I found myself waiting in front of the campus pub, looking for him in his blue Tommy shirt, what he said he would be wearing. About 10 minutes went by when I saw this guy walk into the campus center wearing a blue Tommy shirt, it was him it had to be, the description fit. I wouldn't say he was the hottest guy, but he was defiantly not too difficult to look at. He saw me and came over; I went up to him and just said, "Marc?” He smiled and replied, "Kyle?” After a little bit of awkward silence we decided to walk around the campus for a while it was a great night. We talked about everything, and it was an amazing time, towards the end of the walk we kept finding ourselves looking for a bench to sit down on, and maybe do something else, but it had just rained and so there wasn't a dry, clean bench to be found. That's when I asked where he parked. We got into his car and just started driving, I had just moved to the city and so I knew only a little bit of the street geography. We were talking so much that we didn't notice where we were going when all of sudden, he asked if I wanted to come by his house, cause it was just around the corner. I asked if his roommate was in, and when Marc said no, I said ya lets check out your house. We pulled into the driveway and went inside. After some awkwardness, and a glass of water we ended up in the living room on the couch watching a movie. I sat down on the couch first and kinda took the corner of what was a right angle couch, making sure that he couldn't sit that far no matter where he sat. We started to watch the movie but I found my mind and eyes wandering over to him. Then I saw it, a huge bulge in his khakis. I knew he was thinking about something. I decided to make a move, I got up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, when I came back he hadn't really moved but I asked if he could turn out the light on the table next to him. He obliged, it was now the right setting. I sat down, this time right next to him, practically on top of his leg and I started to slouch a little so that to get closer. He started to slouch to and move his hand closer to my leg. He was touching me now, with a few of his fingers, very casually. I knew that he was too nervous to go any further without my aid, so I moved my hand down to his, and took it, bringing it over to my thigh. I then groped his. He started to rub back and forth, squeezing and caressing my leg. I was moving up and down his very firm thighs. I switched hands, taking my one and putting it around his shoulders. I moved in for the kiss. He kissed back very rough, the way I like to be kissed. Right there we were rubbing each other and kissing passionately, all over the mouth and neck. Neither of us every made it to touching each other's cocks, not yet at least. He leaned over and brought himself on top of me, letting our bodies squeeze together. As he kissed me again, he moved his hands over my then semi-hard cock; it was about 6" then. He played with it a little and then went for the belt, he took it off and as he was about to open the button, I looked at him and said, we had better move to the bedroom. He smiled at me and nodded. I walked to the bedroom behind him, staring at his puckering ass, with my pants open and my cock underneath my boxer briefs hanging out. We got to his room and I jumped on the bed and lied on my side looking at him. He turned of the lights and lit a candle, turning to me he smiled and said, "mood lighting", I giggled a little from the cliché. He got on to the bed and started right away to kiss me and bring me back to my hard self. I moved my hand over to his rock hard bulge as mine grew to its full potential of 8". My cock was long but not especially thick. I started to caress it through his pants and underwear; I then started to undo his pants as he was licking my cock through my boxers. His pants were undone and he took them right off for me. I grabbed his ass and his cock at the same time. He then took off my pants and underwear and took my hard cock into his mouth. I put my hands on his head and neck, running my fingers through his hair. He was so hot. He was doing so well for his first blowjob, I was defiantly impressed. He started to take the shaft out of his mouth and he started to lick up and down and tickle the head with the tip of his tongue. In and out he went making sure my cock was nice and wet. I grabbed my shaft with my hand and started to lightly smack it against his cheeks, a move I had never tried but seen so many times in porn's. He loved it as he got slapped in the face with my cock that he had so nicely lubed up. At that point I knew that I wanted his cock in my mouth and I wanted it right then. I hadn't even orgasamed yet, because I have a really long threshold. But believe me it was really getting me off. I gently motioned for him to come up and he started to kiss me, I could taste some pre-cum. It was wonderful, I continued to kiss him as I turned him onto his back and started to kiss his neck and then I lifted his shirt and kissed his chest and moved to the huge packaged still wrapped up. I started to lick it and rub my face against it still wrapped up in his briefs. Then I grabbed the band and pulled them right off, what was in front of me was amazing. It was a fully erect 6" cock that must have been the thickness of my fist. It was huge I couldn't get one hand around it. It was the thickest cock I had ever seen, including, porn. I started to lick it up and down, up and down. I decided to go and try to get the thing into my mouth so I could down it like he did to me. I wanted him to fuck my face. I started off with his balls putting them into my mouth and licking them, he got so turned on that a muscle spasm went through his cock sending it smacking into my face. I knew then I had to have it. I started to slowly bring the head into my mouth and I opened my mouth wider then I ever head to get the thick middle in there. Finally I made it all the way in, as I pressed my nose into his musky pubes. He brought his hands to the back of my head and I started to let him fuck my face. In and out he went, and I lifted my head and came right back down. I was loving it, I started to speed up when he grabbed the back of my head and yelled, that he was about to come, I kept going until I felt the juices start up the shaft and I quickly brought my mouth off having him cream his six shots all over his chest, and a few drops landed on my cheek. I came up to his face and kissed him, placing my chest on his rubbing against the cum. He turned me over and said that he wanted to finish me, because I had done such a great job on him. I gladly accepted the offer. He started to jerk me off a little as he kissed my chest. By this time, my erection was again at its fully potential and I knew I was ready to cum. He started to put it into his mouth again and this time he started to let me fuck his face. He was going so fast and so wet that I was losing control. I started to moan and yell, rubbing my hands all over his body stretching my arms to grab his ass and cock as he fucked my shaft with his mouth. I felt it coming, I pulled him up and kissed him and then I came right onto him and me and he laid on top of me kissing me roughly. After a long time it subsided and he rolled off, we both lied there. I got up first and went to bathroom to freshin' up. He just stayed there on the bed, when I came back he was sitting on the bed, putting his pants on. I looked at him and said that I had better get home, I had an early class the next day. He got up and took me home. I got an email and a voice mail the next day, telling me how much he would love to do it again. I haven't called yet. Why you ask, because there's someone else I am working on, not to say Marc and I won't get together again. Stay Tuned, as Kyle's University Adventure Continues.
