Chaser - My Path

[jbucktown]

It was now late July and had been exactly a week since my adventure in Wilbur Park.  My Aunt and Uncle had come up for the weekend, but on two occasions while they were out of the house, Tom came over and fucked me.  On neither occasion did we use condoms, and each not only did we fuck four or five times, each time he also either blew in my ass or my mouth. My ass was definitely getting quite a workout.

One day he called to say he couldn't make it.  I had been really looking forward to seeing him as I was horny as fuck, so I pulled on a jockstrap, my old running shorts out of which I had cut the mesh, a skimpy tank top and off I went to Riddell Park, arriving late afternoon when I pulled in.  Immediately I sensed I was in for some fun as there were several single guys hanging around, all somewhat older than I, some thin and attractive and receptive to getting a blow job.  

Still I was somewhat nervous when I parked and got out of the pickup.  I didn't really know how this all went down.  I remembered what the man said last time - cruising.  I chuckled.

I looked at the four guys who were near the parking lot.  Casually, I leaned against the pickup and stretched my calves and hamstrings and saw two of the guys were sharing a laugh, then separated, one going to his car while the other went to his family.  That left only two - a bearded guy who was thick everywhere (not fat, thick) and a guy with an average build, in his 40s, with a shaved head and a runners body.  I looked at them and then didn't know what the fuck to do.  I got a little frustrated.  I was thinking, "Guys!  Seriously!  I am barely wearing any clothes, no backpack, no water bottle; so I'm obviously not here to hike. And, I'm 18 and new to this cruising shit.  How the hell am I supposed to know what to do?!?"  Instead of saying any of that out loud, I turned around and saw the path I'd gone down with the other guy.

I thought maybe there is something I can see down there and maybe suck a cock.  I started to walk down that path and I looked behind me and the thick guy was following.  I was like, "Yes!!!"  I got to the area where we had turned off.  I took off my tank top and walked toward the place I had almost let that dude fuck me last time - thankfully I hadn't.  It wouldn't have been safe to have him inside me without a condom.  The thought of that made me really hard.  As soon as I found the tree I turned around and waited for the thick guy I knew would follow me.  

I saw him and rubbed my hard cock through my nylon shorts.  He came over, and to my surprise, Mr. Macho thick guy dropped to his knees, fished out my hard cock and swallowed it down right to his throat.  I moaned loudly.  No one had done that since Eli.  I was loving it.  He gave me head for awhile and his hands roamed all over my body.  He pulled off my shorts and I stepped out of them.  He grabbed my ass and was shoving my cock down his throat hard and fast.  He started to rub is finger around my ass and I spread my legs.  He took the hint and started to finger me.  I was totally loving the way he sucked my dick.  His finger started tapping inside me.  I still remember how it felt...tap...tap tap.....tap tap tap tap.  I groaned and moaned.  I couldn't stop myself.  It was incredible.

I told him I was going to cum.  He kept sucking.  I fucking exploded in his mouth and he just got up and walked away.  I collapsed against the tree.  Fuck that was a good blowjob.  I put my clothes back on and headed back to the pickup.  When I got there, I saw the 40something guy was talking to Steve, the guy from the bus.  He saw me and immediately smiled.  

I walked over and said hi to Steve and he introduced me to his father.  I was totally embarrassed that I had thought I was going to get laid by Steve's father earlier.  We were talking about how Steve and I met and our respective summers.  His father thought it was great that I was taking time out of the "city" to come upstate and help out my family's cabin.  I did not disabuse him of the notion that I was a good boy whose load was in the think man's belly.  LOL.

Steve said he was going back to Albany in a couple of days.  His father offered to have me come stay with them for a couple of days.  I told him that I couldn't stay the weekend because my family would be up, but it was nice of him and I would call my folks, etc.  Steve walked me back to the pickup and said, "You're a total perv.  I saw where you were coming from.  Did that guy suck you off?"  I said yes and blushed some.  Steve said, "He's a great cocksucker, right?"  I laughed and said, yeah he was.  Steve said, "We are going to have fun in Albany."

Fast forward a few days and I am in sitting on Steve's back porch with his family eating dinner and having a good time.  

After dinner, Steve and I watched movies in his room and talked about sex.  Our sexual histories, who, what, where, how often, what we liked, etc.  We both got hard and really horny.  Small, wiry, geeky Steve with the 8"cock is a vers/top.  I'm a bottom.  I put my hand on his cock.  We made out and got naked.  He locked the door and jumped on the bed.  Steve sucked my cock and I sucked his.  He wasn't very good at giving head.  But, he liked the attention I was giving his cock.  He asked if I wanted get fucked.  I said fuck yes and turned over.  He reached under his bed and grabbed a box.  There was a couple of kinds of lube, a toy, some poppers and a box of condoms.  He opened up some lube and fingered me as I laid on my stomach.  He reached into the condom box and he was out.  He said, "Fuck, I'm out of condoms."  I groaned.  

He apologized and said we could get some the next day.  After we made out some more, his fingers barely ever leaving my ass; he asked if I had ever used a vibrator.  I said no.  He asked if I wanted to try and I said yes.  He took out the vibrator, lubed it up some, fingered me some more and then had me turn over on to my back so he could watch my face as he fucked me with the vibrator.  Needless to say, I was moaning softly into his mouth a few minutes later loving how it felt inside me and how good it felt sliding in and out of my asshole.

Steve had me turn over and he kept using the vibrator on my ass. He was going faster and forcing it as deep as it would go without the base rubbing too hard on my ass lips (another new term - ass lips).  He had me lie on top of him, my legs bent and ass out as he fucked me with the vibrator and my cock rubbed his abs, and we kissed.  I stopped kissing him and said, "Do you want to fuck me?"  He looked a bit surprised.  He reminded me that we didn't have a condom.  I said, "I know."  He said, "I want to play safe."  I said, "Ok."  We made out some more and he seemed to be loosing interest in fucking me with the vibrator.  He was getting soft and said he had to pee.  He left the room and when he came back and saw me lying there with my ass up, pushing the vibrator in and out of my ass, he said, "Fuck it!  I'm going to fuck you."  

I slipped the vibrator out of my ass and Steve climbed behind me, lubed up, and slid his cock inside me.  Fuck that hurt.  I bit his pillow and grunted.  I slammed my hand on his thigh and he knew he'd hurt me.  I told Steve to wait and let me adjust to his cock since it was at least two inches longer and fatter than the vibrator.  He waited and my ass relaxed and I pushed my ass back and he slid the rest of the way inside me.  I kept my face in the pillow because I was making so much noise due to his big cock.  He didn't fuck me long.  He pulled my ass up and jerked my cock while he fucked me.  He kept telling me to be quiet, but there was so much cock in my ass I didn't know how to be quiet.  He was invading me.  Fuck!  This was a great cock.  He said he was getting close and then bit into my shoulder and groaned as he shot my ass full of his cum.  I came about a minute later from the feeling of his cock in my ass.

That was just the first day at Steve's house.  Two days and one night remained, and I was fairly sure Steve's cock would make me cum a few more times before I left.

[bareall77]

Loving this journey!!

[FFistFetish]

Awesome part - really hot how easy it is to get the guy fucking you bare.

[jbucktown]

The next morning Steve woke me up by sliding his cock in my ass and pounding away with my face in the pillow until he came in my ass.  The sound of his parents milling around the house only made it that much hotter.  I shot my load as I jerked off.  We showered and went downstairs for breakfast.  Steve told his parents we were going downtown and then to the mall.  He said we would try to meet up with some of his friends and we wouldn't be back until after dinner.  I was thinking, wtf are we doing today?  Ha.

 

Steve said to dress kinda slutty so I put on my jockstrap, a tight shirt, and jeans.  Steve was in shorts and a tank.  Steve said, Dude it's July wear some shorts and I told him I didn't have sexy shorts.  Steve gave me one of his to try on.  He was not my size, so the were kinda tight.  I was almost too embarrassed to wear them.  Steve said I looked sexy.  I blushed.

 

We drove downtown and Steve said we were going to a used bookstore.  Images of a public sex place filled my head.  We parked and walked down this street and to my surprise it was an actual used book store.  We went inside and I geeked out a bit.  I like book stores and used ones are pretty awesome because they are cheap and it is like a treasure hunt.  We looked around for awhile and then Steve grabbed my ass and said look over there.  I saw an area near where the owner stood, just across the aisle from him actually, that looked like it was all magazines.  Steve said, see that black dude, he is looking at the porn mags.  I thought - porn mags - do those still exist....like hello internet.  But, whatever.  Steve said, lets go over by him.

 

We went over and stood by the magazines and the guy was flipping through a straight magazine - tits everywhere.  I was nervous.  Steve picked up a gay porn magazine and we looked at pictures of the guys together.  The black guy, mid 40s, bulky muscular, and big looked over at us and smiled.  He leaned in to pick up a gay magazine from one of the boxes and he whispered, "You fags looking for fun."  Steve said, "Hell yes."  The guy asked if we had a place to go and we said no.  He said we could go to his place but it had to be quick.  I couldn't believe it when we all left together.  That was so quick.  I could never have figured that out without Steve.  

 

We got outside and the black guy told us his name was Lou.  We introduced ourselves and walked three blocks down the street and turned into what looked like a new housing project.  Like maybe built in the 90s.  We went inside and Lou said, "We gotta be quick.  This is my moms place and she is at the senior center."  He pushed his shorts down and out flopped a heavy and big cock.  

 

I dropped to my knees in front of him and started to lick and suck his cock.  As his cock grew, it stretched my mouth wider.  Man, this was a fat cock.  I kept sucking and Lou put his hands behind my head and started to deep throat me some.  I gagged some and thought I might throw up once, but he worked his cock further into my mouth and throat.  My eyes were watering.

 

I felt Steve behind me pulling my shorts down my thighs and he was rubbing my hole with his cock.  I felt him try to push in but he was too dry and it hurt.  I stopped sucking Lou and said, "Steve that hurts."  Lou said, "Damn youngin, don't you know you gotta lick it before you stick it."  Lou laughed and then we all laughed and Lou said, here use this.  He gave Steve some vaseline that was sitting near his mom's chair.  (knitting needles, tissues, vaseline, bengay, some pills, etc)  It had to be her chair.

 

Steve fingered some vaseline in my ass and rubbed some on his cock.  He slid into me more easily and I went back to sucking Lou's cock.  Steve fucked me hard.  I was groaning around Lou's cock.  Lou grabbed my head again and took over.  He used my mouth and throat and Steve used my ass.  Everything hurt, but it all hurt in a good way.

 

I heard Lou ask Steve, "You close man?  I'm gonna give this bitch my load soon."  Steve said, "Fcuk yeah, me too!"  I didn't have to wait long before Steve busted his load in my ass and Lou blew in my mouth.  I swallowed as much of Lou's load as I could and the rest dribbled out when Lou slid his cock from my mouth.  Lou kissed me.  He licked the cum off my lips and said I was a sweet boy.

 

I pulled up my shorts in the back as Steve got dressed.  Lou asked us if we wanted to meet him at a bathhouse later that evening.  Steve said yes.  I looked shocked and a bit scared. Lou put his arm around my shoulders and said, "It's okay sweet boy.  I won't let anything bad happen to you."  I smiled at Lou and he said he would walk us back out of the housing complex and to the car.  

 

Steve and I went and had lunch, saw the State Capitol, hit Lark Street (supposedly a gay area), and then drove out to the mall.  We hung out at the mall, saw a movie, grabbed food and then hung around the mall for about an hour.  Steve said, we need to stop at CVS before we go to the bathhouse so we left and we got some water bottle enemas (the small ones) and some Magnum condoms.  Steve got condoms some for himself (not Magnums) and said, "These aren't for you.  You feel too good taking it raw.  I want these for the bathhouse."  I blushed.

 

We drove to the bathhouse in Troy.  I was really nervous.  We went in and went through the ritual of first time visitors, a review of the rules, etc.  We got a room to share.  The guy asked if we were boyfriends and we said no, he said "Have fun and play safe.  Everyone in there likes young guys like you.

 

The first thing we did was go get undressed and Steve helped me douche.  I insisted on using 3 of the 4 water douches we bought.  I even refilled two of them with warm water just in case.  I was really anxious about not being clean enough, but I think I was just channeling how anxious I was about being in a bathhouse at all.  I knew about them sure, but just 3 months ago I had only had sex with 1 guy - Eli.  Just one guy and now I was in a bathhouse.

 

We walked around and I saw groups of guys and guys standing.  Some guys grabbed for us and touched us, but it seemed okay enough.  Then I saw Lou.  He smiled his big smiled and came over and kissed me.  He asked how I was doing and I told him I was nervous.  He said, "Sweet boy will my cock calm you down?"  I laughed and so did he.  We went to the room and I dropped my towel immediately.  Steve asked Lou what end he wanted and Lou said, I want to try his ass.  Lou asked if I was cool with that and I said he would be the biggest cock I ever took.  Lou said he'd take good care of me.

 

Lou was true to his word.  Steve took out the Magnums we bought and I said, "Because I wanted you to fuck me tonight Lou."  Lou bent me over and immediately stuck his tongue in my ass.  He stopped and said, "Sweet Boy cleaned himself out, huh?"  I said yes and Lou dove back in and ate my ass for a long time.  He would stop and finger me and say I have a great ass.  I was sucking Steve's cock this whole time and eating his ass some.  Steve was saving up for what he called a HUGE load for me.  

 

Lou kept eating and fingering my ass for at least an hour.  He said that he loved eating ass.  My cock would bounce every time he drove his tongue up my ass hard.  God damn!  That tongue felt so good.  Lou then started to use lube to finger me.  It was a black bottle and he said it is his favorite.  I was sucking on Steve and kept feeling pressure on my ass.  Next thing I know, Steve is saying "Fuck man, you have 4 fingers in his ass."  Then he said a bit more timidly and in a breathier voice, "Are you going to fist him?"  Lou said, "No way man.  I'm not trying to ruin his ass.  Just opening him up."  Lou kept fingering and twisting his fingers in my ass.  Steve was just sitting back and stroking his cock watching us.  

 

Lou had me get on the bed on all fours facing the wall.  Steve was at the head of the bed stroking.  Lou was now rubbing his big cock in my ass crack and dropping more lube in my crack and fingering more into my ass.  Lou aimed his cock at my hole and slid in a bit.  I winced, but I was ready. Damn that was a big cock.  Steve said, "Wait man.  You need to use a rubber."  I said, "Yeah Lou, please put one on."  Lou kissed my neck and slid his cock from my ass and said, "Sure sweet boy."  I looked at Steve and mouthed "Thank you"  Steve nodded at me.  Lou put the Magnum on and rubbed lube on it.  He jerked his cock some and said, "Usually rubbers make me go soft but you have the finest ass I've seen in a long time.  I don't think I've ever been this hard wearing a condom."  I winced as he slid inside me.  Fuck this hurt way more than before.  OMG!  It hurt.  It burned and I was not ready for it.  I grunted and winced.  Lou said, breathe baby and relax.  He kissed me on my back and neck and rubbed some lube on my cock.  Damn this was good lube.

 

I started to relax and then I realized.  OMG!  I lost my virginity again.  This is the first condom that's ever been in my ass.  I thought back to Eli and the other guys.  No one had used condoms, not even Steve.  This was the first condom covered cock I'd ever taken.  I was so proud of myself for being a good boy.  But then Lou moved again and the pain was back.  Fuck!

 

Eventually Lou and I got into a rhythm and he started to fuck me.  I was taking it better.  I was moaning now.  I was stroking my slick cock and Lou was steadily fucking me.  Then he pulled out and dropped his whole cock back inside my ass all the way to his balls.  Holy crap that burned.  It was too much.  I winced and said it hurt.  Lou said, "Time for more lube."  Lou took out his cock and lubed it again and then lubed my ass more and put some on my cock.  I groaned when he slid back inside me slowly.  

 

Lou then pulled out and rammed back in again, over and over.  Each time it burned more from the friction of the dry condom.  I realized that unlike the cocks I'd taken bareback, condoms always needed more lube or it hurt.  At least with big cocks like Lou's.  Fuck it hurt and burned but he was also hitting places in me that felt really good.  I mean really good.

 

Lou said, "Have you ever used poppers?"  I said no.  Steve said yes.  He told Steve to get some from his locker and Steve went off as Lou was fucking me.  Steve left the door open when he left and by the time he got back there was a small crowd watching my 18 year old ass get plowed by a 40-something year old black man with a huge cock.  I was moaning and blushing at the same time.  I heard the guys mumbling and I knew it was about us.  Lou kept fucking away at my ass.  Steve closed the door and I heard at least one guy say, "Please don't close the door."

 

Steve opened the poppers and took a long hit as he got back on the bed.  Lou and Steve showed me how to take a bit as Lou was pounding my ass.  In a few minutes, I was high.  Things were blurry and I was loving the cock.  Lou went back to taking his cock out, adding lube, and ramming it back in my ass.  He stopped adding lube as I totally loosened up with the popper high.  It still hurt and burned some now that he wasn't using more lube.  Lou kept pulling out and ramming back in my ass.  I was reaching for Steve's cock now and really wanted to suck him as I got fucked.  I licked the head and balls on his cock, but Lou pulled me back on his cock instead.  He had me balls deep and he pulled my frame up to kiss him. 

 

Lou kissed me with his cock in my ass.  He pushed me down on the bed and took his cock out and rammed in again and then again and again.  Steve had me do more poppers and Lou's cock felt really really good now.  Lou was fucking me with long strokes, but no longer pulling all the way out.  He was moaning now.  He asked how I liked his cock.  I said it feels so good inside me.  Lou was really fucking me now and I had to lay flat on the bed ass up to hold my balance.  He said, "Does my cock feel better now?"  I said "Fuck yeah it does.  It feels great.  There's no burning and it doesn't hurt."  Lou kept fucking me and fucking me.  I was totally high and loving his cock.  

 

Lou said he was getting close to cumming.  For the first time I realized, wow I won't be getting his load.  He's wearing a condom.  I felt safe and in control and happy that I was finally using condoms.  He asked me where I wanted it and as he said it I felt his massive cock jerk and explode inside me.  I felt very wet.  Fuck that was so hot.  I almost came from feeling him cum.  Lou rested on my back and, after a few minutes, he pulled out.  Lou said, "Aw Fuck Sweet boy, the condom broke while I was fucking you."  I didn't think they could break.  Shit I never thought of that.  Lou said he must've been fucking me too hard.  I looked and the condom was ripped and literally all the way at the base of his dick.  I was so high and well fucked that all I said was, "No wonder it started to feel so good near the end."  Lou smiled at me and said, "It always feels better bareback"  I shrugged my shoulders as I felt his load leaking out of my ass.

 

Steve said, "You are such a slut."  Steve smiled at me, lifted my legs and asked if I wanted his cock.  I laid back, spread my legs wider, and said I was.  Steve fucked me hard.  He said I was really loose and so wet.  It didn't take Steve long before he came inside me with a roar.  Lou watched and jerked his soft cock watching Steve fuck me.

 

After Steve came we all went to shower.  After I was done, I went back to the room and grabbed the poppers and then looked around for Steve and Lou.  I took a long hit.  I got a bit lost and wound up in a room with holes in the walls.  I saw some other guys around and I looked through one of the holes.  I saw a guy stroking his cock, but not much more of him.  He slid his cock through the hole and said, "suck it."  And, I did.  I sucked and sucked.  When my jaw got tired I took another hit of poppers.  The guy came in my mouth and I swallowed.  He said, "Thanks kid."

 

Then another cock popped through.  This one was darker, but not black, and I sucked on his cock too.  He asked me to stand up and turn around so he could feel my hot ass.  I did and he felt my used ass.  He asked if I had been fucked that night.  I said yes and I took another hit of the poppers.  I felt his cock on my ass and the guy asked, "Is that cum I feel in your ass?"  I said yes.  He asked if I had any condoms.  I said not with me but in my room.  He popped his cock in my ass.  He said, "Let's fuck here for awhile and then we can go to your room and get the condoms."  I said sure and I felt his cock slide all the way inside.  I said, "You can bareback me for a few minutes.  Then we can get the condoms."

 

The dude fucked me hard and fast.  I had to put my hands on the floor to steady myself.  Wow the cock felt good.   The guy was speeding up and said, "I'm close.  Do you want to go to your room?"  I didn't know what I wanted.  I knew we should go get the condoms but I didn't really care that much.  His cock felt so good.  The guy said it louder, "I'm going to cum.  Do you want my load?"  I heard myself say, "Cum in my ass man."  And this dude I had never seen came deep in my ass.

 

I felt him pull out of my ass and then I felt another cock slide inside me.  This guy said, "Sweet ass man."   I took another hit of poppers and the guy fucked me fast and quick and said, "I'm cumming in your ass."

 

After he slid out of me, I stood up and stumbled some.  I leaned against the wall, cum leaking out of my ass.  I found my way back to the showers where I saw Lou shoving his cock in another twink.  The twink was taking it raw.  I got hard and then Steve found me.  He got on his knees and sucked me off.  I came in his mouth watching Lou cum in the twink's ass.

 

Steve and I got dressed and left.  He asked where I went and I told him about the room with the holes.  He said, "The glory hole room.  You are a total slut."  He kissed me and we went back to his parent's house and passed out.

[justcurious]

Thanks for continuing to post. I'm really enjoying this coming of age story.

[bareall77]

Thanks for continuing to post. I'm really enjoying this coming of age story.

Yes, I am loving this. Your story is going at a nice steady pace. Like a good fuck, picking up in spots and slowing down in others! Thank you for keeping it up!

[KeineHier]

There are so many hot stories on this site, but that has to be one of the hottest! Looking forward to the next chapter!

[jbucktown]

Interlude (non sexual and I'll try to keep it brief, but it's important)

 

After my visit to Steve's home, I went back to spend the last few weeks of pre-college summer with my family at the cabin.  My aunt and uncle, mom and dad and my brother.  It was a good time, but also highly sexually frustrating.  I felt like I couldn't do anything gay or sexual around my family.  I felt so ashamed of the things I had done and even more ashamed of how it still turned me on when I thought about the sexual encounters I'd had.

 

Steve called once and we talked but he could tell I was being guarded.  He spoke for awhile on his end of the phone and asked leading questions so I would only need to say yes or no in response.  He understood my situation and urged me to use this time to come out to my parents.  He said they might be great or they might totally suck.  He convinced me that I couldn't go away to college and keep my feelings and relationships separate from my family.  He said it would be like living 2 lives and I'd never feel whole in either one.  I agreed with him as I wiped the tears away that streamed down my face.

 

That night my aunt and uncle went into town to meet friends for dinner.  I took the opportunity to tell my family.  My father stared at his plate, my mother cried and my brother asked me to pass the corn.  

 

My father is very religious.  He stared at his plate for a long time and then slammed his fist on the table.  He said, "You're weak.  You've always been weak.  You will always be weak.  This is just more proof that you will fail at life.  I'm glad I have at least one son who isn't a total failure."  He got up and left the table and did not speak to me the rest of the time at the cabin.  He sat in the back and looked over the woods.

 

My mother cried and cried.   He talked about how I would die from AIDS, how I would never have children, how I would never marry, how I would always be lonely and never really be in a relationship.  She mostly cried and told me how lonely I would be and how sorry she was that I was gay.  The rest of the time at the cabin she would watch me with pity in her eyes.

 

My brother just kept eating.  He said nothing.  Later he asked me to go for a run.  We went on my route into Cooperstown and back.  We pushed each other to a heavy pace.  We didn't talk.  It felt good to run and let all the feelings seep out of my body like sweat.  We ran every day after that.  Never speaking, just running.  He would banter, of course.  But, to my brother, my being gay didn't matter because it didn't interfere with his world.  As long as we still did things together that he enjoyed, I was no different than I was prior to coming out.

 

The summer at the cabin was finally at an end.  My aunt took me aside and said my parents had told them I came out.  She hugged me and said to call her if I ever needed to talk.  She urged me to use condoms.  She said she knew so many beautiful young men like me who died in the 80s and 90s.  She said, AIDS is horrible.  Please promise me that you will use condoms.  I'll never forget one phrase, "I love you and I don't want to bury you."  

 

She hugged me tightly and I cried some.  My uncle came in and put his hand on my back.  He gave me an envelope of money and said thanks for taking care of the cabin.  We love you very much.

 

One week later I was at Tulane University in New Orleans for my first semester of college.  

Edited October 7, 2016 by jbucktown

[jbucktown]

Tulane University.  Man was I ever happy to be here.  I was scared and kinda lonely when I first arrived.  I met my roommate.  Ugh!  What a tool he was.  A cross between a ROTC guy and a computer nerd with thinning blonde hair (at 18!) and a square face.  His name was Erik and he was nice enough.  We didn't have much in common from moment one though.  I immediately sought out other guys on the floor to introduce myself to.  There were some fucking gorgeous guys on my floor.  

 

During the first week there were various orientation events happening on campus.  We started classes and I got my handle on the campus itself and started to feel comfortable.  During one of the orientation seminars, we were in the auditorium for the diversity seminar.  During this seminar, a dude came out on stage.  He seemed really nervous.  He was a senior and I watched him in awe as he told the whole freshman class that he was gay.  I later found out that he came out to everyone that night - all his friends, no one knew beforehand except the event coordinator.  Afterwards, the guys and I were walking back to the dorm and talking about the diversity seminar.  I was quickly becoming friends with three guys:  Ben, my neighbor; Paul, who lived down the hall and was loud and quiet all at the same time; and Jason, who was fucking gorgeous, built and I already knew had an impressive cock (thank you showers).

 

Paul was really quiet about the seminar.  Ben and I were saying how strange and brave and kinda shocking the "coming out" was.  We all expected the racial and gender diversity stuff, but we hadn't expected the gay stuff.  Jason just said, "Whatever.  The guy looks like a dork.  I bet he couldn't get any pussy if he tried."  We all laughed.  Then we heard there was a liquor store close to campus where we could purchase alcohol - Louisiana is pretty lax with its purchase and consume laws.  I could buy at 18, but Ben could not because he was 17.  I was surprised, but I took my SoCo and left the store

 

I drank so much SoCo that night sitting outside the dorm and hanging with the boys that when I found myself being led upstairs by Jason later, I was not surprised.  Except Jason took me to his room and not my room.  Jason told me to take off my clothes and I did.  He then dropped his shorts and said, "Give me a blowjob."  My drunk ass totally gobbled his cock right there in his room.  He moaned softly, leaned back on his bed and said, "I knew you wanted my cock."  I sucked his cock for awhile, but I started to choke because it was so big.  He told me to stop and said he didn't want me throwing up his cock juice.  He told me to lie on the floor and I did.  He spread my legs and grabbed some lotion.  He lubed up his cock and slid it into my ass.  It hurt, but I was drunk and relaxed quickly.  He started to hammer my ass with quick strokes.  He said, "You have a tight ass slut."  He banged away at my ass and came hard inside me.  Then he said, "You gotta go now."  I left and went to my room.

 

The next morning I work up with a wicked hangover and I couldn't believe how much it hurt.  I stayed in bed all day.  Paul and Ben came and got me for food and then that night, Jason, Paul, Ben and I all went to another orientation seminar.  This one was about sex. Basically the lecture theme was - we know college is a time to experiment, but please play safe.  There was a play where people would walk on stage and kiss each other - girls and guys in twosomes, threesomes, same sex, opposite sex - until there were like 40 people on stage.  Then one of the last people stepped forward and said, "I was a virgin until tonight.  I didn't use a condom with the guy because I assumed he was relatively safe too.  I cared for him.  What I didn't know was that his sexual history exposed me to diseases from all of these other people on stage."  I was stunned.  I looked at Jason.

 

Jason and I hung out again that night.  I told him how surprised I was at the play we had seen that evening.  I said we should have played safe and used a condom.  He agreed and was kinda sheepish about what we had done.  He never asked for my sexual history, nor I his.  We went and got more liquor that night.  We drank some, but not as much as the previous evening.  He fucked me again that night and most nights until he got a girlfriend about mid-September.  We used condoms most times, but not always.  We tried to play safe though.  

 

Ben and I were taking a Psych 100 class together.  It was massive and in the largest lecture hall on campus.  Because it was such a large class, the university used it for other lectures and some experiments.  I filled out a sexual history once in the class as did 300 other people; experiments like that.  One day, we got a lecture on safe sex and promiscuity on campus.  The nurse said Tulane had a very high STD rate and it was because people got drunk and didn't use condoms.  The person from the health center told us that there were already 4 HIV positive cases on campus in the past year and more syphilis, crabs, gonnorhea, etc.  She was trying to shock us.  I was kinda shocked.  I was scared too.  I didn't want HIV or anything else.  I was getting fucked by only one guy, but I had no idea how many other people he was having sex with.  

 

The next class there was a guy invited to lecture.  He seemed like a regular guy, 32 years old, fit, brown hair, attractive, nice body.  The professor asked him to talk about gay life in New Orleans.  He talked about it and then he focused on the promiscuity.  When we talked about sex I felt like he was looking right at me.  His eyes bored through me as he talked about sex with men.  Then he shocked and scared me more than anything I had heard since I heard Eli beg for Jason's cum.  He said, "I have HIV.  I fuck guys regularly.  I think it is the other guy's responsibility to ask me if I have HIV and to ask me to use a condom.  If the guy doesn't ask, I don't tell.  If the guy doesn't ask me to use a condom, then I fuck him bareback.  It is the other guy's responsibility to ask, not mine to tell or disclose."  I must have been staring at him open mouthed.

 

The class was probably staring at him open-mouthed and shocked.  I heard a guy say, "Dude that is just fucking wrong."  The attractive lecturer said, "Sex is between consenting adults.  If you don't ask and don't tell me you want or don't want something, then it's on you."  He said there are exceptions, like underage sex and rape.  He said in both of those situations the other partner is not consenting.  A girl asked, "What if your partner is too drunk or high and doesn't think to ask you about HIV or to use a condom?"  The lecturer said, "Getting drunk or high is no excuse for you not taking responsibility for your life.  If a guy I meet at a bar is drunk enough to want to go home with me and then doesn't ask me about my status and then we fuck and we don't use condoms, then it is still his fault."  I couldn't help it.  I was fucking rock hard in my shorts listening to him.

 

I was thinking about all the guys I'd sucked and been fucked by who hadn't used condoms.  I had not asked for condoms or told these guys that they didn't need to use a condom - what the lecturer referred to as bareback sex.  I knew I was at fault for my actions and I was shocked by them.  Basically, this hot 32 year old gay guy was standing in front of the class telling me it was my fault if I got HIV.  And my cock was hard.  

 

I was so blown away.  I think I was in a trance the rest of the day.  I beat myself up all day and all night for my choices.  I ran and went to the gym for the next few weeks, but I never got that guy or his admonition out of my head.  I had knowingly let guys I did not know fuck me without condoms and cum inside me.  

 

I was obviously distracted and that is when Jason grabbed me and told me he had been invited to a fraternity party that weekend and he wanted me to go with him.  I agreed..........

[oinker]

And just what is Jason leading Ben towards time sure will let.Do write more ..........

[FFistFetish]

Your story is so hot. Please continue writing.

[bareall77]

Yes please continue!

[jbucktown]

Saturday night rolled around and I was still kicking myself for letting all these guys bareback me.  I was standing in the shower, kinda staring at the wall, and running my hands through my hair.  Our freshman showers had stalls with curtains. I heard my curtain pull back and Jason said, "You almost ready Max?"  He startled me out of my trance.  I looked at him, naked with his great body, beautiful face, and hardening cock.  My cock started to stand up.  Jason got in the shower and pulled the curtain closed.  He said, "No one else is in the bathroom.  Let's be quick.  I want your ass."  He leaned in, grabbed my shampoo bottle, and squeezed some shampoo into his hand.  I leaned against the wall and pushed my ass back.  I had taken his dick at least 20-25 times the last two months.  I wasn't a stranger to it's size, but I had to brace myself for what was about to invade me.  I bit my hand and Jason pushed slowly inside me.  

 

Jason was slower than he usually was entering me.  He wrapped his arms around me.  I felt his chest on my back and eventually his hips on my ass.  He just stood there in the shower, holding me and waiting for me to adjust to his big cock.  When I did, I pushed my ass back.  Jason never let go of me.  He held me tight and started fucking me.  All of the stupid thoughts I'd been having about using condoms and how stupid I had been in the past, rushed out of my head as Jason's condomless cock worked my ass.  I started to let myself imagine being with Jason.  I leaned my head back and turned and we kissed.  The kissing made his fucking more insistent.  I could also tell how much he enjoyed kissing me because his cock got stiffer in my ass.

 

In a few minutes, Jason came inside me and I came on the wall.  We risked a lot that evening fucking in the showers.  22 other guys plus the RA lived on our floor.  Anyone of them or their friends could have heard us or seen the two sets of feet under the stall partition.  After we came, we both looked at each other and I was stunned at our audacity.  Jason's look soften and he kissed me.  We showered together, cleaning off the sex and the day's grime.  Jason and I kissed a few times in the shower as we cleaned up.  When he grabbed my shampoo to wash his hair, he started to get hard again.  He said, "Max, if we don't stop making out; then I'm going to fuck you again."  I chucked and laid my head on his shoulder which he shrugged off to wash his hair.

 

I left him to shampoo his hair and went back to my room.  Roommate was there, but I busied myself getting ready for the party.  Jeans tight, but not too tight and an AE shirt that was a bit sporty and showed off my chest and arms.  Oh, and small briefs.  I know Jason liked how they hugged my ass.  I kept thinking about Jason and how intimate we just were in the shower.  I thought maybe he is gay, like me, but just having difficulty coming to terms with it.  Maybe the girls were just a front.  I mean, dang, that fuck was good and probably the best make out session I'd had since Eli (no offense to Steve).  Jason knocked on the door.  He was in an A&F button down shirt, loose, and khakis.  He looked hot!

 

We walked over to the party and it was at a house right near the closest bar to campus - The Boot.  I'd spent a few nights drinking at the Boot already since getting to campus and it was mostly a college dive.  As we got closer to the party, I was paying less attention to what Jason was saying and more attention to my thoughts.  I was thinking how nice it'd be if Jason and I dated.  He could come out in his own time.  I was smiling while thinking about it.

 

The fraternity house was two stories, stairs outside, and the douches had parked an old fire truck in their front yard.  I immediately questioned why I was there - fraternities were racist, anti-Semitic, misogynistic, rich boy clubs.  Ugh!  Jason called out to a couple guys and introduced me.  The guys were friendly and we went inside to get drinks.  The first floor was a typical house with a fairly open floor plan and ratty furniture.  The bar was at the other end and there was a band.  

 

It was their Fall bash - Rush didn't happen at Tulane until Spring so this was a "get to know you" party.  We grabbed drinks and looked around.  There were lots of guys and girls, incredibly diverse crowd.  I was pretty surprised.  I was thinking back and I don't remember any black or Latino or Asian guys wearing their letters on campus, but this party was pretty damn diverse.  The brothers were all really friendly.   I must've met like 30 people in about an hour.  I was drinking, did shots, and got a tour of the second floor (living area with smaller rooms).  

 

We were laughing and talking and it was clear that the fraternity brothers were interested in Jason.  "That's cool," I thought because Jason is cool.  I was standing around and pretty buzzed by this point.  I was thinking about Jason and I leaving here and going to my room to fuck tonight.  It got me a little hard.  Then a group of girls crashed into us, literally, and they were all over Jason and the brothers.  A few of the girls were talking to me and friendly and drunk.  

 

A guy who I had made eye contact with a few times that evening joined our group too.  He was popular with everyone, but also fairly quiet.  I noticed he was drinking a different kind of beer than the ones served from the keg.  He laughed and said, "My bad dude.  I hate cheap beer.  I usually put it in a cup so people don't notice it's different."  He winked at me and introduced himself and said, "When I'm done would you like one instead of that swill?"  I laughed and said sure.  I realized he was a fraternity brother.  We talked for a few minutes more and then he looked at me chugged his beer and said, "Thirsty?"  I said "Sure" and we went out the back door.  

 

I thought he lived in the house, but instead of going up the back stairs we went to the side street, turned left and went into the first house.  It was nice.  He said, "I don't live in the fraternity house.  A few brothers and I live here.  It's quieter."  We went to his room on the second floor and he got two beers from his fridge.  He opened them and handed me one.  I thought, "So this is what good beer tastes like? Disgusting."  Instead of saying that, I said, "Thanks."  The guy sat on his bed, which was the bottom half of a homemade bunk bed set.  He patted the bed and I sat down.  

 

We chatted for a few minutes and then our fingers touched and neither one of us moved them.  I thought about Jason, but the next thing I know I was kissing this guy.  I was a little drunk at this point, but not intoxicated.  The kiss was good.  He did that for a bit and then took off his shirt.  I took mine off too.   I kicked off my shoes and so did he.  He kissed me again and laid me down on the bed. His hands were all over me.  They were insistent hands.  Hands with a purpose.  He undid my jeans and pulled them off.  He saw my briefs and smiled.  He dropped his baggy shorts and he had thin boxers underneath.  

 

We kissed more and he had my legs spread and his hips pressing on my inner thighs one minute.  Another minute I was on top rubbing my brief clad ass on his barely concealed 6" cock.  I thought, "Not bad, but Jason's cock is better."  Then I remembered Jason and looked at the clock.  I realized we'd been gone from the party under 10 minutes.  I relaxed a bit and then felt that the cock was no longer barely concealed, it was out of the fly and rubbing on my ass.  He lowered my briefs in the back and rubbed his cock on my ass crack.  The movement of the briefs constrained my cock, so I took them off.  He said, "Fuck yeah dude."  Flipped me onto my stomach, kicked off his boxers, spit into his hand and started rubbing his cock on my ass.  

 

His cock was pushing at my hole.  It slipped in a bit because I had already been fucked by Jason's monster earlier.  I stopped the guy and said, "Do you have a condom?"  He said, "Yeah dude, but I'm clean.  Are you?"  I said I was.  He went to push in more and I said, "No really, let's use a condom."  He kissed me on the back of my neck and said sure.  He got up and went to his desk and got a condom and lube.  I went over with him, said thank you, got on my knees and started sucking him off to keep him hard as he opened the condom.

 

I stood up.  He bent me over the desk.  I looked back as he put the condom on.  He lubed up and then stuck a couple of fingers in my ass with lube on them.  I'm not sure if he noticed Jason's cum or how easily I took his fingers.  Next thing I know, he jabbed his dick inside me in one motion.  Holy crap that hurt.  I winced and he knocked the breath out of me.  I told him to let me adjust.  He apologized and waited.  When the pain subsided, I felt him fucking me and there was a lot of friction where his cock met my ass.  The pain was gone, but this was uncomfortable.

 

I leaned back into him and he put his chest on my back.  He held my head up to kiss me.  This felt nice.  Condoms weren't so bad.  The dude picked up his pace and started fucking me harder.  His average dick and our position had him hitting something inside me that made me feel good.  He grabbed my dick and stroked it and said, "Do you like me fucking you?"  I moaned yes.

 

I was grunting.  He was fucking me faster.  He said, "You like my cock in you bitch?"  I grunted and moaned yes again.  He said, "Glad you are liking it because I can't feel anything."  I thought how the fuck is that possible.  His cock is in my ass and it feels really good.  All I can do is feel him.  

 

He started complaining about the condom.  I ignored him.  I had just met him 30 minutes ago, or less, and I was not going to let him fuck me without a condom.  I didn't know this dude.  

 

He started sliding out and jamming back in.  Wow!  He was really going to town.  I laid my chest flat on his desk and pushed back to meet his thrusts.  His cock was opening me up more.  I could feel him push back inside each time.  I was now really opening up for his cock.  He pulled out and jammed in a few more times and I was moaning like a whore and telling him how good his cock felt inside me.

 

He pulled out again and I saw him pick up the lube and then I felt him slide back inside me.  He moaned loudly for the first time.  His cock felt incredible.  He pulled me back up, grabbed my cock and said in my ear, "You have a great ass, slut."  

 

He grabbed me by the waist and started really fucking me.  I was seeing stars.  He kept hitting something inside me and it was amazing.  The pressure in my balls started to build but it was the awesome ache in my ass that was keeping me from cumming.  I leaned back and said, between breaths, "It's ok.......you can..........take off the condom..........Fuck me............bareback..........if you want"

 

He said, "I already am.  That's why it feels so good."  And he jammed his cock inside me and blew his load in my ass.  He jerked my cock and I blew my load on his desk a few seconds later.

 

We cleaned up, got dressed, grabbed new beers and went back to the party.  I was flushed and so was he.  I saw Jason talking to a group of the fraternity brothers.  I told the guy whose load was leaking out of my ass that I'd see him later.  He smiled and said thanks.  

 

As I closed in on Jason, the music lowered a bit and I could hear his conversation.  The fraternity brothers were saying how successful their party was this year.  They had expanded from "fags and slags" theme to a "minorities" theme to appear more open.  I stopped in shock and listened to see if I heard the drunken fraternity guys correctly.  Apparently, instead of prospective pledges being asked to bring a male or female slut to sleep with a brother, the fraternity wanted to appear more accepting and asked the prospects to each bring a minority - black, Asian, Latino, fag, etc.

 

The one guy stopped speaking when he saw me, but Jason and the other two fraternity brothers were facing away from me.  One of the brothers said, "You take the cake Jay-man.  You brought a fag, so you hit the minority card, and he is a slag too, getting his ass fucked right now by a brother."  Jason laughed.  The guy who saw me tried to stop interrupt them, but they were too drunk to sense that the guy who saw me was trying to tell them to shut up.  One of them said, "How did you know Max was a fag and a slag?"  Jason laughed and said, "Because I busted his ass the first week of school and he has been mine ever since."  

 

I was furious and hurt.  I walked into the group, pushed in actually. Threw my beer in Jason's face.  I heard one of the guys say, "Just like a bitch."   And then I hit Jason in the face, punching him until he hit the floor and calling him names.  People were pulling me off him.  I screamed, "Whose the bitch now?"  Everyone was watching us.  The guy who'd just fucked me took me by the arm and led me out of the house by the back door.  He made to comfort me, but I was crying by this point.  

 

Hours earlier I was thinking of how great it would be to date Jason.  I pushed away from the guy who had fucked me.  I looked at him and realized I didn't know his name.  It didn't make feel comforted.  He made me feel stupid.  I had done it again.  I had let my lust take over common sense.  His load was leaking out of my ass.  Furious at myself and wiping away tears, I turned around and left the party.  I walked back onto campus.  I had to pass the Boot to do so and I saw this amazing guy standing outside, drinking and laughing.  I felt like everyone knew what had just happened.  I put my head down, kept walking, and started crying again.  I felt humiliated.....completely humiliated.

 

I reached Newcomb Hall, a large classroom building on campus right by the Boot, and slunk down on a bench.  It had to be 1am.  I put my head in my hands and cried for a minute.  As I was getting myself together, I heard a male voice asking if I was alright.  I said yes.  I felt the guy sit next to me.  He said I didn't look alright.  I looked at him and was stunned.  It was the blonde haired, slim, attractive guy who was just laughing at the Boot.  He said, "My name is Justin.  What's yours?".....................

[bareall77]

Really well written chapter. Lots of ups and downs. Nice cliffhanger!

[Guest dannyboy122]

We need more please