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Conrad - DL Dorm Adventures
🕑 Added 2024-09-27 23:50:19 +0000 UTCI was riding Blaine’s cock while jerking my dick, hoping to blow my load in time with his. Blaine is one of those "straight guys" in my college who loves to fuck guys on the DL, but as soon as he cums he gets very turned off and disgusted with himself. I normally wouldn’t bother with this kind of guy, but his cock fits inside me just right, rearranging my guts in the best possible way. Running my free hand up and down the abs that tennis built, I am focused on my orgasm only. I know he’s going to cum soon, he never lasts long. I don’t need him to, I just need him to last long enough, and I can feel my orgasm churning inside me as I rock back and forth on his cock.
“Mmm, fuck, I’m getting close,” I warn.
He starts thrusting up into me, “fucking cum, ride my dick and cum,” he grumbles.
His thrusting is hitting that spot just before breaking through my second hole, “that feels so good,” I moan as my hand flies up and down my cock.
“Yeah, you like that,” he mumbles, holding my hips and thrusting harder up into me.
I felt his cock swelling inside me, and that pushed me over the edge. I slam my ass down on his cock and rock my hips as I jerk harder on my dick, “fuck…I’m cumming,” I moan as the first rope of my cum shoots out, splattering his chest. The next few shots coating his abs.
“Oh shit,” he groans, and I feel his cock twitch inside me as the rest of his body stiffens. “Fuck,” he grunts and then quickly pulls his condom-covered cock out of my ass. He looks at the cum all over his torso, “Gross man, get me a paper towel or something,” his tone changes quickly.
I chuckle, hop up, and find a roll of paper towels in the corner of his dorm room, ripping off a sheet and handing it to him to clean himself up, then ripped another off for him to use for his condom.
“That’s nasty, dude.” He scrunched his face at me as he cleaned his fine-tuned body, then tossed the soaked paper towel in his trash bin. He stood up and used the second towel to wipe off any missed drops, then used it to rip off the condom without having to touch it with his hand. He chucked it in the trash and quickly grabbed his boxers out of his jeans on the floor, pulling them on to hide his flaccid cock. He gave me a look, questioning why I wasn’t getting dressed. So I slowly pulled on my white CK briefs, then my jeans, and found my t-shirt tangled in the blanket on the bed and pulled it on.
“Well, that was fun,” I said, still feeling drunk from the party we were at earlier.
“Yeah, I’m gonna hit the shower though,” his face was so grossed out knowing what we just did, “ya know…” he gestured to his torso where my load shot out.
I knew he wasn’t going to say any romantic goodbye, that his internal struggles were already eating him up. He goes through monthly phases of being straight and being horny enough to have gay sex, so I let him off easy, knowing I’ll get to ride that dick again in about four weeks. I slipped into my shoes, gave him a fist bump, and told him, “Enjoy your shower.”
Like clockwork, four weeks later, I was a bit drunk, having just left a party my roommate’s girlfriend was throwing. I heard my R2D2 alert go off on my phone to let me know I had a text message. I flipped open my KRZR phone; it was Blaine: “Come hang.” I knew exactly what he wanted, and I wanted it too.
A few minutes later, I was looking at him in the doorway of his dorm room. Shirtless, his pants undone, barely hanging onto his hips, his boxer briefs showing in the open V of his pants drew my attention, an inch of the root of his thick meat bulging in the light blue fabric while the rest of his cock was snaking down into the still hidden part of his underwear. I couldn’t help but smile like a fool.
He looked around, then grabbed me by my neck, pulling me into his room and closing the door behind me. “We don’t have much time,” he told me, then put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees.
I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of his underwear, slowly pulling them down over his toned ass and then down his thighs, revealing his thick cock one inch at a time until it popped out and smacked me in the face. I didn’t waste any time; I licked it up and down each side and then took him into my mouth like the drunken slut I am. Wanting to make the most of this month's hookup.
I struggled at first to get him into my throat; his thickness and length were not easy for anyone; he often told me his girlfriends could never take him in their mouths as well as I do. I took pride in that and made sure this time was just as good, making sure he would want more in a few weeks. I grabbed his meaty ass cheeks, massaging them as I pulled his hips into my face until his wirey pubes were brushing my nose.
It only took a few minutes before he was making the now familiar sounds he makes right before he blows his load. He grabbed the back of my head and whispered, “I’m cumming,” and I let him push his cock deep into my throat as he shot hot cum into my throat. I swallowed it down. I don’t normally swallow, but when I’m drunk like I am…I just don’t care, and Luke’s cum tasted good. He pulled out quickly, his cock too sensitive to finish, but he jerked the last few drops onto my tongue, and I licked the last of his load off the tip, making him pull away and chuckle. “Ok,” he said as he pulled his boxer briefs back up, tucking himself away but not zipping up.
I grabbed the paper towels and wiped my face, my hard dick straining against my underwear and jeans. His eyes darted down to my crotch and then back up to meet mine; the fear on his face that he would have to participate in getting me off was enough to turn me off. So I tossed the paper towel in the trash and left without saying a word.
Stumbling down the hall to my dorm room, I was horny as hell and wanted more than to swallow the load of a deeply closeted tennis jock. Not that I’m out of the closet, but at least I admit to myself that I’m gay.
I booted up my computer and did what any college guy in 2007 did when horny went to Craigslist. I quickly went to the Men Seeking Men section and posted an ad:
Horny 21 Duke
Headline says it all. I’m horny, on the DL, looking for sex, nothing more. 5’9” 140lbs, 6” cut. Let me know what you’re looking for.
I posted my ad and then ate one of the weed brownies my roommate and I had from the last party. It was pretty stale, but it would still do the trick. I took a quick shower and put on my sexiest black-and-white striped bikini briefs, a pair of gym shorts, and a T-shirt. Then, I checked the responses.
I had dozens of responses, but only a few caught my attention. I emailed those ones back, and the first to respond said he was 28, lived near campus, was 6’, 180 lbs, very good-looking, and in good shape. He attached a grainy photo of his naked body from the head down. His uncut cock looked to be about the same size as mine.
The second response was Tye, 24, black, 6’2”, 165, 8”, DL, looking to fuck. I top only.
The most entertaining was Archie, 5’5”, 180, I’m probably not your type, but I suck good dick.
I responded to everyone who responded to me, and the weed brownie is kicking in now. The only thing I said was, “Want to come over?”
The first to get back to me was Tye: fuck yeah, where you at?
I always get nervous when meeting strangers on CL, but I sent him the address to my dorm and told him about the stairs that are always unlocked that he can take straight up to my floor and which room I’m in.
Tye: I’ll be there in ten.
I paced my room and did a shot of the vodka from the gallon-sized plastic jug that we keep for celebrations in our room. I pulled out my condoms and lube and set them on the corner of my desk, which butts right against my bed. I haven’t taken a dick bigger than Blaine’s, so I’m a little nervous, but I’m also really fucking horny.
There was a gentle knock on my door. I opened it quickly and motioned for him to come in. He was dressed in a hoodie and jeans. He gave me a bro hug like we have known each other for years, flashing me a sexy smile and I caught a whiff of weed on his hoodie. That was calming for some reason. “I’m Conrad,” I said.
“Tye,” he looked around, taking off his hoodie and slipping out of his sneakers. His eyes locked back onto me, and I think he could see that I was nervous. He just went in, pulling me in for a kiss. He had me in my underwear in no time. I pulled off his shirt, pushed his baggy jeans off his hips, and then his shorts, dropping to my knees to massage his bulge in his boxers before freeing his cock through the fly. He moaned as I licked all 8” up and down and, for the second time tonight, took a cock in my mouth. “Fuck, that’s it, suck that big fuckin dick,” he whispered, running his big fingers through my hair as I did my best to take as much of his cock as I could. With his help I was able to get all of it in my throat.
He only let me suck him for a few minutes before pulling me off, pulling me up to my feet, then yanking my briefs down over my ass and freeing my cock as the underwear dropped down to my ankles. He palmed my ass with both his big hands, and his tongue was back in my mouth, tasting his cock as we kissed for a few more minutes. His fingers inched their way toward my hole as he pulled at my small bubble butt. Slowly walking us over to the bed and pushing me down, I flopped onto the mattress. The single-sized bed was pretty full with two people, him being so tall he barely fit as we rolled around, making out and feeling each other up.
He eventually rolled me onto my stomach, and I felt his cock between my ass cheeks as he kissed my neck. We both moaned and hummed as his body weight pressed me into the mattress, his hard cock like a hot dog between my buns, radiating heat onto my already excited hole. He reached over to my desk for the lube, flipped open the cap, squirted a healthy amount onto my pucker, then a line down his cock, and clicked the cap closed. I listened as he stroked his cock with the lube and used the head of his dick to smear the lube onto my ass and into my pucker. He pushed gently while stroking himself until the head popped into my hole. I hissed and groaned, “Ungh, wait, you should put on the condom,” I told him.
“I will, just getting you lubed up,” He said.
I nodded, and he pulled his head out of my hole, adding more lube, and adjusted his angle so he could pop the head back in. I groaned because it went in at least two inches on this push. “Fuck,” I balled my hands into fists and hugged my pillow tightly. “Fuck, you’re big,” I struggled as he continued to push.
“You’re alright,” he said, pushing another inch into me.
I tried my best to relax my hole to let him in while also waiting for him to pull out and put the condom on. He slowly pulled his hips out but pushed back in to get an inch deeper into me; we both moaned as he did. He started fucking me with only half his length, slowly and sensually, kissing my neck and letting his dick get familiar with my insides. I was quickly getting past the discomfort stage and moving into the pleasure stage, which made it harder to say, “Shouldn’t you put on a condom?”
He kept up his thrusting, “Ungh, I will, just getting you loose,” he said, thrusting deeper, opening another inch up and getting a groan and a hiss from me. He retracted and pushed back into that spot, a little deeper still. “Fuck you’re tight,” he kissed my neck.
“Your dick feels so good,” I moaned, trying to loosen up for him as he sank that last inch into me with a bit of a celebration.
“Oh yeah, that’s it, open up for me, take this big dick,” he pulled out and thrust balls deep again.
“Ungh…fuck,” I couldn’t help but arch my ass up to meet his thrust.
“Fuck yeah,” he kissed my neck and started fucking me.
He was giving me all kinds of pleasure. I reached my hand up to pull on his neck as he kissed my clavicle and continued pumping all of his thick cock onto me. It felt so good I almost forgot he was fucking me bare. “Mmm, condom…” I mumbled into the pillow.
He thrust deep into me, bringing his hands under my shoulders to pull me into his cock on his next thrust. “Do you really want one?” He thrust harder into me, his head popping into my second hole.
“Mmm…fuck…ungh," his dick thrust in hard, "…just don’t cum in me, ok?” I groaned, curling my legs up so my heels could feel his ass as he thrust into me again and again.
He fucked me like that for a few more minutes before rolling us over, him on his back; I climbed onto his cock and impaled myself. This position made his dick feel so much bigger, so much better, “Mmm, fuck,” I groaned, letting myself readjust to his size. He didn’t give me any time before he started pushing up into me. One hand on my hip, the other stroking my cock. It felt so good.
I leaned back slightly, putting my palms on his thighs, riding him like a horse, his big dick punching into my second hole with every thrust. It felt so fucking good, “I’m getting close,” I warned him and started grinding on his lap.
“Me too,” he thrust faster, each thrust coming with a slight grind inside me, while he continued to jerk me off. It felt so good I couldn’t hold back any longer. I felt my ass start to tremble on his cock, my prostate getting milked by his girth, his hand jerking my cock. I arched back a little more, getting more of an angle on his cock.
“Ungh…fuck,” was all I could say as I exploded onto his chest. He kept jerking me and thrusting up into me, moaning with me as I shot the next rope of cum out, and my ass clenched on his cock.
“Oh…shit,” he groaned, his hand on my hip clamping down as I felt his cock pulse inside me. The warmth spreading deep in my guts, then the length of my chute as he pulled halfway out and then pushed all the way in, his cum coating my anal walls as I twitched in pleasure, my own orgasm coming to an amazing end as he continued to unload inside me. “Damn, bro,” he said, grinning up at me, then looking at his cum covered torso. “I think you enjoyed that,” he chuckled.
I glanced down at him, enjoying how much pleasure he got from giving me pleasure. I slowly dismounted and grabbed a roll of paper towels, tearing a couple of sheets off for him and one for me. I cleaned my ass, and dick off, watching him wipe my cum off of himself and his cock. When he was done, he handed me the cum covered towel, and I tossed it in the trash, turning back to drink in his sexy body. He grinned and pulled me in tight for a kiss, his flaccid cock rubbing on my flat stomach, the heat of his load still radiating in my stomach as we kissed. “We’re gonna have to fuck again soon; this is some good ass,” he squeezed my butt. I just held him for another minute before separating our bodies.
I watched as he got dressed and made polite conversation before he left. That was by far the best sex I’ve had yet, and I’m going to try and ride that dick again as soon as possible. I let him leave before putting my underwear back on and climbing into bed. I should’ve taken a shower, but my head was still spinning, and I was feeling more relaxed than ever, so I fell asleep pretty quickly.
In the morning, I checked my email and saw how many guys responded after Tye to my “Want to come over?” response. It turned me on to know how wanted I was, which reminded me I still needed to go shower off the sex from last night; more concerning was that Tye’s cum was still inside me. I tried not to let it get in my head all the negative possibilities of unsafe sex because…fuck that was good.
Comments
Burn After Reading
The struggle is real lol. I'm glad you enjoy it!
Joseph Thomas
That was hot! I love the way you write about the dilemma of wanting Tye to wear a condom, but Damn! That cock feels so good!!! 😊
