Feeder Posted April 27, 2011 Report Posted April 27, 2011 Click here to see Midwest Married Bottom's original blog post... I have really struggled over the last few weeks and months. I have deleted accounts only to come roaring back in. Let me start from the beginning... I remember being in kindergarten and letting other boys touch me. Flash way forward to 15/16. sophomore in high school, a very intermixed school that was about 45% black. I was a naive kid. I used to think that girls sneaked into the mens room to leave message to blow us. Well, one day, I decided I would write back and since I was a walking hard-on. I could care less what the girl looked like as long as she was willing to blow me. I am not sure or don't remember what I wrote, but we ended up leaving notes for each other. I was student member of the office. So, I really had free roam of the school at times. By the time, I had discovered it was a boy, it was really too late. My mind had gone there. However, not having a car, dead scared of being a "fag". I dropped the conversation, but my mind always goes back to that black boy and what all we could have done at 16. I really had ignored my feelings for over a year, and took my the next step. By again, going to the only place, I knew where men would leave clues hot to meet them, but this time it was a restroom mall. Sadly, it was a much older guy and he really really freaked me out. I backed out meeting him, when I saw him and he chased me. I did the only thing I could do and that was to go to a public place and he left me alone, but that really turned me off. Now many of you may recognize the story below from a couple of story sites, that's OK it is me. I am going to do some jumping around here. I was bi all through college, and I was able to fuck and fuck up some of the prettiest girls around. For now though, I am going to stick with my theme from a straight kid to a bi-boi. I soon made my way to a large Midwestern college. I had gone there in my early 20's after spending my first few years at a satellite campus. I had never had a true m2m encounter. Oh, I came close. I talked to a guy one time, but I was too scared to do anything about it, then again just a few days before my 21st birthday. I was at school over winter break and I was working in the mornings and into the early afternoon, I then had the rest of the day to myself on campus. My roommate was still at home and would be for another week or so. My girlfriend was gone as well. So, I decided to go rent a few movies. I grabbed one regular mainstream movie then I ducked into the adult section. I saw a wide variety, gay, straight, lesbian and then I saw one that rocked my world bi. I looked at several times and there were some hotties on the cover, men and women. So, I grabbed that one, rented it and got the raised eye-brow from the pretty female clerk. I took it home and popped it in the VCR. I was blown away. The first scene featured straight sex with this big breasted blond and this very good looking guy. However, the second scene was another couple, but with another guy. I jacked off three times during that tape. I never came so hard or so often watching porn. Well, soon break over and I was dating a very pretty girl, but she had some sexual issues and she was not all that interest in oral sex and I loved a good blow job. I was scared as hell, but I knew that there were several cruisy restrooms on campus, and since that was what I knew. I headed back to the men's room.. So, one Saturday afternoon, when it seemed like the entire campus was at the basketball game and I was in the IBM lab. I was there with just a handful of guys. I was one of the back computers looking at some nifty type sites. I had long loved to read gay and bi porn, but just never pulled the trigger on it. I never discussed it with anyone ever. I had to urge to go the bathroom. So, I packed all of my bags and headed down the restroom. This building was one of the oldest on campus and as far as I know only has one men's room there are six stalls and two urinals. I took the last stall on the right and within a minute someone came and took the one right next to me. I was kind of pissed since I was really there to jerk off. I just sat there a moment and then he tapped his foot. I was curious. So, I tapped back. Then he did the unthinkable. He spoke. I just about ran. I was nervous as hell. He spoke again, this time I hear what he said, "Would you like a blow job?" I sheepishly answered, "Yes." He then stood up and moved over to my stall. He took my rock hard cock in his mouth. He was fantastic. He sucked me for a good minute and half when I got those guilty pangs shooting through my body. I asked him to stop and leave. He did, but he was a fucking ass about it. I saw him on campus a few times after that, and I tried to talk to him discreetly and he was such a prick over it all. Well, I pretty much went into hibernation after that. I settled down. I experimented, and I was pretty satisfied. Yeah, bull shit. I did however last the summer and that next fall when I was back on campus. I decided to try it again. However, this time I would try the internet. I posted on an internet newsgroup and I got a response within a day or two. He was a grad student that lived off campus. He seemed like a normal guy. So, I agreed to meet him that afternoon. I drove to his place and he greeted me at the door. He offered me a beer and I took it. We sat on the couch and made some small talk. I told him about the guy on campus and he knew about that restroom, but he tended to stay away as he was also on the staff. Then he told me of a few others, I kept mental notes. He could tell I was tense. So, he offered to give me a shoulder rub. He was decent at that, and he pulled me close to him. I could feel his hard cock in my back. He pulled his hands down my sides and groped my hard cock through my jeans. I reached down and undid my own pants and let him feel inside. He asked me to join him in his bedroom. I followed him in his room like a puppy. He stripped me down and laid me on my back in the middle of his bed. He stripped down and joined me in the middle, but he took his place at my cock. He jerked me, sucked me and licked my balls for a good twenty minutes. I was ready to cum and he had his mouth all over it. I thought I would tell him that I was close. He pulled his quite talented mouth off of my cock and I shot nearly three feet in the air. I was not sure what to do next. I did know that I was not ready to suck cock. So, I offered to jerk him off and I did. It was a unreal experience to have a guy cum at my hand. Well, we got cleaned up and I left. I never saw or heard from him again. I was really disappointed in that, but I did not lose any sleep over it. I went to the gym and worked out and really all it did was just get me going that much more. I was on fire with lust for guys. I pretty much spent that semester my last on campus cruising the restrooms on campus. My day revolved around the restrooms. I would get up early for my classes and head to the Stew and go into the downstairs and nine out of ten times I would get head from some guy down there. I would go to class all day with a huge smile on my face. I would try to score with some girl in my class there were a few that I could rotate through, but if I struck out there. I would head back through the Union and hit the restroom on the main floor or up on the second floor where there were two places to hit there. I would head home just about every day with a huge smile on my face and some guy would go home with a huge load in his belly. I did that nearly every day of the week. I would cum four or five times a day. I loved getting anonymous sex about any time I wanted it. However, one day... Be kind, be nice, would love to hear feedback Joey More...
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