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Swedish Semester

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Swedish Semester by minuteman8@aol.com (minuteman8@aol.com)My thoughts when doing it myself had been drifting towards guys for some years, and there was actually no doubt about the fact that I wanted to have sex with a man when the opportunity would arise. However, I had been fairly shy what men is concerned and only had sex with women, which was satisfying to a certain degree. I somehow got the kick out of the fact that I could get a woman to orgasam. I surely did take pride in that, because according to some Teen magazines that was not a regular occurence. My motions just made my girlfrirend squirm, scream, and enjoy. It was actually kind of sacry what my dick could do to a woman. My thrusts were just like a powertool. However, my intentions were looking for something else, and that is what I found in college. I did not have the usual history of college students in the US, simply because I did not share a room with a guy until my last semester. Being a foreign student I only came to enjoy the fact of snoozing in one vicinity with a man when I was 23. This is due to the fact that I am a European, and as I had to join civil service for 15 month, my education was somewhat delayed. Anyway, I finally decided to share my room with a Swedish guy, because my finances did not look that great. I really was not fond of it, because I loved jerking off every night and thought that having someone living in my room was rather disturbing. And surely it was. I had to retrieve my activities to the bathroom for a while, simply because I did not feel comfortable doing it while a guy was in my room. Although I have to admit that the thought made me hot, I still preserved my decency. I had actually known the Swedish guy, for a good time, but he struck me as being very straight. We would talk about sex sometimes, but nothing major, just hints, only about women, and if the subject turned to our dicks and feelings the conversation ceased. Give it a month into the semester and my control subsised to exisist. I had been pretending to fall asleep all the time, just to hear him jerk off...and finally I did. I did take a position in my bed to be able to see him on the other side of the room. Until this day I am not sure if I actually saw what I wanted to see, or if it was just my imagination. I think I saw him jerking and cumming, and he was pretty obvious about it. In the dark his blond cockk gleamed nice and shiny, but he was very well able to keep his passion under control. No word, no moarn left his mouth: A man of total control if you ask me. His activity made me hard as hell and precum was widely flowing from my member. I somtimes had a hard time not to jump into his bed and do whatever I could do. But I was controlled, and came in my pants when I thougt he was asleep. This was about to change however, one night I could not take his hotness anymore, and while he was doing it himself I just got up and went to the bathroom. I took a good piss, and when I got into the room I just stood there and asked: "Do you need any help?". As I did not get any answer, I simply crawled into his bed. It was nice and warm, and I rubbed my body against his. To my astonishment he was not reluctant, and his body, only rubbing against mine in his underwear was rather willing. We massaged our bodies and started kissing, quite volatile, rubbing our dicks against each other. We laid naked against each other, fumbling ourselves, breathing hard. I began to suck him, and he moved smooth in my mouth. His foreskin was softly covering his glans under my tongue. I was spinning hard and really wanted to fuck him up the ass, something I had never done before, but he was very resistant even towards the entry of my fingers. I guess I just needed to give him some more time. I sucked him hard, and finally he came, shot deep in my mouth, and I swallowed it. Yeah, I known it's stupid to do so, but passion just carried me there...He then just pushed me away, and I silently came on the side, too embarrassed by his action. It took a couple of nights to recover from this experience, but give it three and I was horny as hell again. So, about half an hour after we went to bed, I just got up and slipped over again into his bed. Ohh, the warmth of his body, the great smell... I grabbed his dick and massaged it and he started breathing hard. I moved his foreskin up and down, almost brutally, and we started taking our clothes off. Our naked bodies were pulsating against each other. And then, he started licking me, and what a great job he did. I was flowing all over the place while I dug two of my fingers deep into his ass. We changed positions and started ramming each other's mouth like animals. I was hot as hell, and just wanted to fuck this lightly haired Swedish ass. We moved around, I fingered him, and finally I dipped a man's ass. He weeped and screamed, and I loved the thightest hole I ever had. I took him from behind, in deep thrusts, and blew a load like never before. It did not take three seconds after I came though, before he slipped me around and did the same to me. He fucked me on my back and kissed me in the most brutal way ever. I just loved it. The ferocity, the relentlessness, the pain.... He came in long gusts in me, and after he retrieved, I could feel his cum flowing out of me. We fell asleep that night in each other's arms, naked, and for the reamaining two month of this semester we slept in one bed, naked. We did not have sex every night, but we surely enjoyed ourselves. by the way, not a single word was ever spoken about what happenend between the two of us. We just did it, silently, or not. He went back to Sweden, and I never had sex with a guy since that. I miss it though. Email me if you are interested in some conversation, pics, or maybe a meeting.

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