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The Night We Met

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by Anonymous The first time we were together was late in freshman year football season. After the game I went to a party at my fraternity house and almost immediately got drenched with beer. So I went back to my dorm to shower and change.I stripped in my room, grabbed my things and headed into the bathroom. I could hear the water running as soon as I opened the door so I knew someone was already showering. Rounding the corner into the showers, I recognized the guy as a football player who lived at the end of my hall. Since this was a small private college, jocks and regular students were mixed in housing, and I�d seen this guy once or twice in the hall. His shoulders looked big as a stadium with steam rising all around him. He was leaning against the tiles, arms crossed, head resting on them as blistering water poured over his shoulders and ran down his back toward a narrow waist and the finest butt I�d ever seen. He turned his head over his right shoulder and I could see that he was crying. He was clearly embarrassed, probably thought that no one was in the dorm. I put a hand on his shoulder and asked, �you okay, man?� He turned, beet red from the water and his shame, tried to compose himself and wrapping his arms around my shoulders started sobbing hard. Holding him was like supporting a house and we soon collapsed to the tile floor. Both of us laughed the kind of comfortable laugh that you share with someone you�ve known forever. While we showered, I checked him out, noticing that he kept his crotch turned modestly away. I prayed to stay soft When we had dried ourselves and wrapped towels around our waists, I asked him if he�d like to come to my room for a beer and he said, �sure.� We chatted a little and pretty soon got to that uncomfortable silence. I worked up the nerve to ask him what was wrong earlier. I had already memorized the topography of his chest and how the towel wrapped snug around his waist and pulled his big thighs together. He finally explained that his girlfriend had dumped him when they had gone parking at a makeout spot not far from campus. �Why?!� I blurted, already deciding that she must be a fool. It took him forever to get out that she made fun of his lovemaking and called him �Tiny Meat� as a parting shot. �Here, let me show you that she�s right.� he said and stood, dropping his towel. His softie did look small, barely poking past his pubes, his balls tight against his body. All I could think to say was �looks fine to me,� not much comfort. He slumped back onto the futon, put his head in his hands and started crying softly again. I sat next to him, one arm partly around those huge shoulders, trying to figure out what to say. Finally, the best I could come up with was �You cock is fine, perfectly normal, it just looks small to her given how tall you are.� I thought he might slug me, so I quickly added �Besides, her pussy�s big as a bucket.� Again we started laughing easily together. �And you should tell her that she�s never actually seen it hard.� More laughter. Then, feeling like taking a big chance, I told him that any time he wanted me to see it hard, I was willing and ready. I�d decided that he was too evolved to actually beat me to paste, but he surprised me by ending the long silence by telling me he�d always wanted to try it with a guy. I could feel my own erection pressing against my towel as I leaned over, put a hand on his broad, smooth chest and kissed his right nipple, letting my hand trace its way down his belly, under the towel he�s pulled around himself, finding his growing cock. I straddled him pressing my chest against his, held his face and kissed him softly until I felt his tongue slip between my lips. We kissed for what seemed all night. My cock was feeling chafed against the terry cloth, so I slipped from his lap, kissing my way down his belly. I tongued his navel slowly while my hands slid over his thighs, up his chest, around his sides, down his back. Kneeling, I pushed apart his huge legs apart, then licked the insides of his thighs from knee to crotch. He slid lower spreading his legs farther apart, thrusting his crotch up to ward my face. I teased his sac with my tongue, massaging his thighs, lapping my tongue up under his tight balls. When I took his hard cock into my mouth he moaned like a man who had found what he wanted. His hands played with my hair while I mouthed his shaft, teasing his slit with my tongue, swirling my tongue around the head that seemed to keep getting bigger. After only a few minutes of me sucking him while I squeezed his balls he clenched his butt, lifting himself farther into my mouth. I could feel his cock thicken, then unload ropes of hot sweet salty cum into my mouth. Thinking that he would run like a bandit after he got off, I kept sucking, taking every drop and aching in my own balls, drooling precum from my own rigid dick. When he pushed my face up from his pubes, his cum spotting my lips, his eyes were closed as he said simply, �Fuck me, please, just fuck me.� My turn to feel like heaven! I couldn�t believe my night! I pushed his legs back toward those massive shoulders, ran my tongue up his belly, and traced the tip across his lips. While he held his ankles, I slipped my wet cock between his cheeks, spreading my wetness, pushing into him with a finger which he seemed to inhale. I continued to finger his ass as I kissed him, slipping my tongue into his mouth so that he could taste his own sweetness. When he moaned and pushed against my finger, I pulled it slowly out and poised my cock at his tight hole. Finally he opened his eyes, smiled a little and whispered, �Please.� I slid into him, squeezing my cock past his sphincter, moving slowly deeper into his chute until my pubes were tight against his butt. I could feel him relax as I started to move inside him. And I knew that I was close, but I wanted to be in him all night. He played with my nipples, twisting them, pulling them til they felt raw. I knew I was about to blow when he licked his lips and said �Don�t pull out, I want to feel a man�s cum.� Only a couple of more thrusts, me down and in, him up and spreading, and my dick began to spasm, flooding him like I hadn�t cum in a month. I fell onto his chest as my own chest heaved against his. He put one hand on my back and with the other touched my face. �So that�s what I�ve been missing.� And again we laughed together, kissing until our lips were bruised. �I want to try it all with you til we run out of ways to do it, then we can start over,� he said. And over the next year we did try everything we could think of.