u/Particular-Profit236

I took an econ class in college, it was my freshman year, and I wasn't an econ major; I just wanted to get my math requirement done. The class was really easy, and within the first week or two, I started to stop paying attention, spending my time either playing Tetris on my computer or looking around the room. Most of them were the typical kind of guys you see in econ classes, light brown hair, blue eyes, polos, and boat shorts, or maybe khakis and quarter zips when it got warmer. It seemed like they were trying to look as straight as possible, except for this one guy.

He hung out with a big group of those finance bros, but from what I could tell, his body was genuinely insane. His shorts barely kept his ass in check. You know those types of guys, they rarely go to the gym or hit legs, but they just naturally have wide hips and perfect massive bubble butts. I could tell his friends teased him for it, either way, he knew his ass was fat, even if it embarrassed him. Every day I would sit in my usual spot, open my computer so it looked like I was taking notes, and stare at him. I'd watch him laugh with his friends, play Clash behind his computer screen, and most of all, watch him stand up and get his shit to leave.

I felt guilty about it, staring at some random straight boy, but I couldn't help it. I had such a dirty mind, and it just went off on its own, fantasizing against my better judgment. About halfway through the semester I got an email from my professor, saying we were having a group project and she wanted to match up the stronger students in the class with the ones who were having more trouble. To my own surprise, I got put with Kevin, the straight boy with the butt Id been staring at all semester.

The first meeting we had was in the library. He seemed kind of dim-witted, and I did most of the work not that I minded it. He would smile at me all warm and say "thanks bro you're saving my ass with this" and I would just think about how much I really wanted to save his ass, make him feel so good.

I think it was our second meeting, I finished a lot of the work and he started talking about how he was feeling worked up. He was talking about a girl who just wouldn't let him hit, and after so many times trying, he was just so sick of it. I wondered if this might be the moment, since he was already so horny. So I just said it, "want me to help with that...if you're feeling worked up?"

"damn bro... helping me with my work and this, youre a real one" He said happily. I was kind of in awe, was this guy being for real? I didnt think the whole bros helping bros thing existed but I guess for this guy it did. We went to my room and I asked him what he needed, he just said "idk bro... I just wanna nut." I smiled, "alright bro then get those preppy clothes off"

He took down his polo, and then his khaki shorts, and then the boxers too. "Damn!" I almost exclaimed, looking at him, absolutely impossible, perfect. He has big meaty pecs, almost chubby with big soft-looking nipples. I wondered if they were sensitive. His tummy was a little chubby and soft, and below spread out his hips. They looked natural but rare, like he'd rolled double sixes on his genetics. Then he turned around, putting his fingers under each cheek and jiggling them. "My bros say its fat... what'd you think?" he asked. The cheeks were incredibly big and fat, maybe going out six inches from him, they shook and wobbled with his fingers. They were pale and fuzzy his light blonde hair dusting them. "Y-Yeah its pretty fat" I murmured walking closer to him.

I walked up in front of him my dick pointing straight ahead of me, it poked his, nestling the tip between his half hard dick and his big saggy balls. I put my hands to his cheeks, chubby and soft and brought his lips to mine. The first kiss was small, but he opened right away and kissed me back, it was sloppy, maybe too sloppy, but I liked it. Feeling his tongue working around mine, he didnt know what he was doing, just that It felt good.

What happened next came in flashes. Us kissing on the bed, and me telling him to get on his hands and knees. Me burying my face so deep in his butt that I couldn't see out. The taste of his hole around my tongue, so musky and sweet. His light moans, I told him he was doing so good, even though I was surprised and nervous. He would grunt and whimper when I made out with his hole, grinding it back down on my tongue. Obviously he hadn't been rimmed before.

I jerked his cock, all the pleasure I needed came from eating him. I spat on it, and smeared the drool from his ass to the balls, squeezing them trying to drag it out for him, get him so worked up. He was absolutely dripping pre for me, the pleasure on his hole too much for him to take. I think what blew him over the edge was when I really started going crazy on his hole, my dirty mind just took over and I blew a sloppy raspberry on his hole. The vibrations and all the spit made him nut his hole winking and showing me how deep the pleasure went. I quickly went to suck down his load, tasting it, god I was such a slut for his taste. He even kissed me after, still sloppy tasting himself on my tongue.

And after, like such a puppy he cuddled up to me, and I wrapped my arms around him. Such a sweet straight boy for me. Even if he was a little dumb he was perfect, and just wanted to show how good I made him feel.

Idk theres the story. I hope it was hot and that you liked it.

So before I start, guys, this is a fictional story. I just like to write. Either way, I hope you enjoy :)

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I've known I was bisexual for almost as long as I could remember. Sure the girls in high school made me feel that familiar sensation deep in my chest, but if I were truly honest with myself I never felt much love for them. That was reserved for a long string of boys, some tall and muscular like me and others more shy and pretty. Every few weeks a crush would settle deep down inside me and I wouldn't be able to think about anything else. They never really lead to anything, occasionally a shy confession from me and sometimes reciprocated affection from him. Nothing that lasted before I left for college.

My first year was wild enough, lots of parties and new friends. I felt like I could be myself more than in highschool, and I filled out nicely into my body; wrestling on the club team just as I had in high school and spending a long time in the big campus gym. In my second year I managed to get a job there, working the last shift at the desk and always finishing my day with a late night workout in the empty gym.

Very few people had access to it at those late hours. Just me and any athletes even though very few of them used it. So as usual, on a surprisingly chilly fall night after finishing my work I lifted for about an hour, working up a nice pump in my chest and shoulders. It was nice being alone, I didn't worry about staring like I always did in the gym and in the showers. That's what always betrayed me, my eyes, I couldn't keep them under control. Those wide hazel circles that pointed right at what I really wanted.

The showers were on when I walked into the locker room, the faint smell of soap filling my nostrils. Someone must have been in here with me. I wondered if I could risk taking a shower without staring, and making whoever he was uncomfortable. I just thought fuck it I needed one and I could make it quick. I stripped, my feet feeling cold on the tile floor and walked to the shower with my towel around my hips. It was big and steamy now, I could see him, under the water steam obscuring him slightly. I thanked god that it was so wet in here, so cloudy that my staring might be less visible.

"hey mind if I shower too" I said, not wanting to sneak up on him. I turned slightly from him and too my towel off, now completely naked under the warm water. I turned slightly just as he did, unashamed standing with his front to me. I recognized him, one of the soccer players, I thought his name might be Drew or something like that. He looked beautiful there and my eyes immediately started their torrid journey up his body.

He looked Asian, maybe Korean, with pale skin and a little bit of a lasting farmers tan from the summer before. He was fit, especially in his legs as soccer players tended to be. His thighs were thick as I looked up them, smooth down to his knees with a faint dusting of black hair around his muscular calves. His hips were kind of naturally wide only made bigger by his built lower body. I wondered what he might look like from behind, and the thought made my ears burn. His waist was kind of skinny especially compared to his hips, he had a faint outline of abs but wasn't overly cut, just athletic. His upper body was less built but still beautiful, all clean elegant lines his nipples dark and a little larger than normal, they look sensitive I thought and then chastised myself for my dirty mind. Only then did my eyes drift down between his legs, he didn't cover himself and I could see it. A bush of black hair and then just below a hanging uncut cock, laying low on his balls which almost sagged from the wet heat of the shower room.

"yeah I don't mind" he responded his voice light and unashamed, a slight lilt to it. I smiled back shyly my eyes continuing to drift over him. It felt like he was almost presenting himself to me. I felt like a pervert ogling him like that but I couldn't stop it no matter how much I wanted to look away.

We must have shower for a minute or two, him watching me almost as much as I watched him, before he broke the tension. "you keep staring at me and then looking away, just pick one" he said while putting some soap in his hands. My mouth went dry, an awkward smile spreading over my face. I put my hand on the back of my neck, touching there trying to ground myself.

"Im sorry... I just have kind of a uh... staring problem" I said voice shaky and nervous. "its only a problem if you don't do anything about it" he said back voice drawing low. In that moment I realized he could read me perfectly. I knew I wasn't good at pretending but I didn't know I was this bad at it. I heard his feet stepping lightly on the wet floor, he was coming closer to me. I plucked up enough courage to look over at him again, now turning my body to face him. "y-you want me to do something about it?" I asked my voice wavering.

He was so close to me now, and getting closer by the second. His face seemed calm, lips pursed in quiet concentration. He brought his hands up and without hesitation brough them to my chest. My breath hitched again but I didn't protest, his hands felt so good. "I think you wanna do something about it" He looked up at me flashing a smile, it didn't seem aggressive or anything just encouraging like he wanted me. His hands squeezed a little on my pecs, "you just hit chest huh?" he said smirking a little more, eyes kind of crinkling at the edges. He was making me crazy like this.

I brought my hands to his hips without even thinking, laying them there just above his muscular legs. "y-yeah" I said looking down a little bit at him. Just from his light touches and his words I could feel myself getting hard, slowly, nothing holding it just growing into the warm air in front of me. "I just... can I" I murmured barely words, unable to form a whole sentence.

And then I kind of dropped, I bent my knees and kneeled in front of him, my face in front of his cock, which was slowly hardening just like mine. He giggled a little, "oohh I didn't expect that" his hands followed me down one on my hair and one on my cheek, "but I like it, you want to suck me but you can't get the words out?" he said smiling down at me, still very warm and encouraging.

I nodded quickly almost before he finished the sentence, "yeah... can I?" I said looking up at him, fully hard now my cock pointing out in front of me where I kneeled at him. "of course... I'd really like that" he said and leaned down planting a soft kiss on my forehead, I melted into it my eyes closing in pleasure. I hummed a little and then he brought my face up, pressing his lips to mine. First it was soft, just one kiss, and then deeper me eagerly opening my mouth so his tongue could slide over mine. Then he stood up, "okay cutie, go crazy" he said putting his hands behind his back, almost pushing his cock out in front of me.

It seemed like he'd gotten hard from the kissing, he waved it in front of my face, it was thick and maybe 6 inches long. Not as big as mine, but pretty and I wanted it. I chuckled a little at his words and caught it, placing one hand on his tummy to steady him and another around his shaft. I kissed it once on the tip eyes wide looking up at him. Before long I had gotten it all the way in my mouth. I quickly remembered how to do it, falling into an eager rhythm with my tongue and my throat. Sliding up and down it in slick warm pulls. I hummed around it, riding my tongue over the base and feeling how his skin rolled up and down over the head. He tasted clean and perfect.

His hands quickly came from his back to my hair, just holding me, keeping contact between us. He moaned, eyes closing shut a few words spilling out "god... who are you? where'd you learn... how to do that?" he said his faced flushed with pleasure and lust. I just kept going not wanting to stop and take his cock out of my mouth.

He leveled his self on my shoulders and brought his foot up, soft and well taken care of just like the rest of it. He ran it along my cock, sliding his soft sole over it pressing it against my stomach. I moaned on his cock sending vibrations all through it, he kept sliding it up and down pressing hard on it. I felt like I could cum just from that.

And soon I would. I probably sucked him for another couple minutes, him continuing to moan softly and play with my cock with his foot. Riding over it, lazy strokes with his toes. Eventually I took myself in my own hand and jerked while I sucked him matching my own rhythm. He came first, I tried my best not to break off and suck him down but a little oozed out at the corner of my mouth. The pure sensation of it, his warm salty cum spilling out over my warm tongue, hitting the back of my throat, made me seize up. I kept my mouth around him while I came, teasing his oversensitive cock with my tongue, while I milked the last of my load out of me.

I brought my mouth off him, wiping the cum off my mouth with the back of my hand. I was panting a little bit. "Jacob... I'm Jacob" I said softly flashing this dopey sated smile. "Drew... ugh Jacob where'd you learn how to suck dick" He grabbed my cheeks and kissed me where I was still kneeled in front of him and kissed me, tasting his own cum on my lips, sliding his tongue over mine once again. "You gotta show me" I just shrugged and stood up on shakey legs. I hugged him and he put his head on my shoulder, nuzzling me like I'd really sucked everything out of him.

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Okay that's the story for now, if you guys like it maybe I'll make a part two. I hope you guys like Jacob and Drew, I think they could make a cute couple. Jacob certainly hopes so and I think drew is gonna want his mouth again, and maybe more.

So before I start, guys, this is a fictional story. I just like to write. Either way, I hope you enjoy :)

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I've known I was bisexual for almost as long as I could remember. Sure the girls in high school made me feel that familiar sensation deep in my chest, but if I were truly honest with myself I never felt much love for them. That was reserved for a long string of boys, some tall and muscular like me and others more shy and pretty. Every few weeks a crush would settle deep down inside me and I wouldn't be able to think about anything else. They never really lead to anything, occasionally a shy confession from me and sometimes reciprocated affection from him. Nothing that lasted before I left for college.

My first year was wild enough, lots of parties and new friends. I felt like I could be myself more than in highschool, and I filled out nicely into my body; wrestling on the club team just as I had in high school and spending a long time in the big campus gym. In my second year I managed to get a job there, working the last shift at the desk and always finishing my day with a late night workout in the empty gym.

Very few people had access to it at those late hours. Just me and any athletes even though very few of them used it. So as usual, on a surprisingly chilly fall night after finishing my work I lifted for about an hour, working up a nice pump in my chest and shoulders. It was nice being alone, I didn't worry about staring like I always did in the gym and in the showers. That's what always betrayed me, my eyes, I couldn't keep them under control. Those wide hazel circles that pointed right at what I really wanted.

The showers were on when I walked into the locker room, the faint smell of soap filling my nostrils. Someone must have been in here with me. I wondered if I could risk taking a shower without staring, and making whoever he was uncomfortable. I just thought fuck it I needed one and I could make it quick. I stripped, my feet feeling cold on the tile floor and walked to the shower with my towel around my hips. It was big and steamy now, I could see him, under the water steam obscuring him slightly. I thanked god that it was so wet in here, so cloudy that my staring might be less visible.

"hey mind if I shower too" I said, not wanting to sneak up on him. I turned slightly from him and too my towel off, now completely naked under the warm water. I turned slightly just as he did, unashamed standing with his front to me. I recognized him, one of the soccer players, I thought his name might be Drew or something like that. He looked beautiful there and my eyes immediately started their torrid journey up his body.

He looked Asian, maybe Korean, with pale skin and a little bit of a lasting farmers tan from the summer before. He was fit, especially in his legs as soccer players tended to be. His thighs were thick as I looked up them, smooth down to his knees with a faint dusting of black hair around his muscular calves. His hips were kind of naturally wide only made bigger by his built lower body. I wondered what he might look like from behind, and the thought made my ears burn. His waist was kind of skinny especially compared to his hips, he had a faint outline of abs but wasn't overly cut, just athletic. His upper body was less built but still beautiful, all clean elegant lines his nipples dark and a little larger than normal, they look sensitive I thought and then chastised myself for my dirty mind. Only then did my eyes drift down between his legs, he didn't cover himself and I could see it. A bush of black hair and then just below a hanging uncut cock, laying low on his balls which almost sagged from the wet heat of the shower room.

"yeah I don't mind" he responded his voice light and unashamed, a slight lilt to it. I smiled back shyly my eyes continuing to drift over him. It felt like he was almost presenting himself to me. I felt like a pervert ogling him like that but I couldn't stop it no matter how much I wanted to look away.

We must have shower for a minute or two, him watching me almost as much as I watched him, before he broke the tension. "you keep staring at me and then looking away, just pick one" he said while putting some soap in his hands. My mouth went dry, an awkward smile spreading over my face. I put my hand on the back of my neck, touching there trying to ground myself.

"Im sorry... I just have kind of a uh... staring problem" I said voice shaky and nervous. "its only a problem if you don't do anything about it" he said back voice drawing low. In that moment I realized he could read me perfectly. I knew I wasn't good at pretending but I didn't know I was this bad at it. I heard his feet stepping lightly on the wet floor, he was coming closer to me. I plucked up enough courage to look over at him again, now turning my body to face him. "y-you want me to do something about it?" I asked my voice wavering.

He was so close to me now, and getting closer by the second. His face seemed calm, lips pursed in quiet concentration. He brought his hands up and without hesitation brough them to my chest. My breath hitched again but I didn't protest, his hands felt so good. "I think you wanna do something about it" He looked up at me flashing a smile, it didn't seem aggressive or anything just encouraging like he wanted me. His hands squeezed a little on my pecs, "you just hit chest huh?" he said smirking a little more, eyes kind of crinkling at the edges. He was making me crazy like this.

I brought my hands to his hips without even thinking, laying them there just above his muscular legs. "y-yeah" I said looking down a little bit at him. Just from his light touches and his words I could feel myself getting hard, slowly, nothing holding it just growing into the warm air in front of me. "I just... can I" I murmured barely words, unable to form a whole sentence.

And then I kind of dropped, I bent my knees and kneeled in front of him, my face in front of his cock, which was slowly hardening just like mine. He giggled a little, "oohh I didn't expect that" his hands followed me down one on my hair and one on my cheek, "but I like it, you want to suck me but you can't get the words out?" he said smiling down at me, still very warm and encouraging.

I nodded quickly almost before he finished the sentence, "yeah... can I?" I said looking up at him, fully hard now my cock pointing out in front of me where I kneeled at him. "of course... I'd really like that" he said and leaned down planting a soft kiss on my forehead, I melted into it my eyes closing in pleasure. I hummed a little and then he brought my face up, pressing his lips to mine. First it was soft, just one kiss, and then deeper me eagerly opening my mouth so his tongue could slide over mine. Then he stood up, "okay cutie, go crazy" he said putting his hands behind his back, almost pushing his cock out in front of me.

It seemed like he'd gotten hard from the kissing, he waved it in front of my face, it was thick and maybe 6 inches long. Not as big as mine, but pretty and I wanted it. I chuckled a little at his words and caught it, placing one hand on his tummy to steady him and another around his shaft. I kissed it once on the tip eyes wide looking up at him. Before long I had gotten it all the way in my mouth. I quickly remembered how to do it, falling into an eager rhythm with my tongue and my throat. Sliding up and down it in slick warm pulls. I hummed around it, riding my tongue over the base and feeling how his skin rolled up and down over the head. He tasted clean and perfect.

His hands quickly came from his back to my hair, just holding me, keeping contact between us. He moaned, eyes closing shut a few words spilling out "god... who are you? where'd you learn... how to do that?" he said his faced flushed with pleasure and lust. I just kept going not wanting to stop and take his cock out of my mouth.

He leveled his self on my shoulders and brought his foot up, soft and well taken care of just like the rest of it. He ran it along my cock, sliding his soft sole over it pressing it against my stomach. I moaned on his cock sending vibrations all through it, he kept sliding it up and down pressing hard on it. I felt like I could cum just from that.

And soon I would. I probably sucked him for another couple minutes, him continuing to moan softly and play with my cock with his foot. Riding over it, lazy strokes with his toes. Eventually I took myself in my own hand and jerked while I sucked him matching my own rhythm. He came first, I tried my best not to break off and suck him down but a little oozed out at the corner of my mouth. The pure sensation of it, his warm salty cum spilling out over my warm tongue, hitting the back of my throat, made me seize up. I kept my mouth around him while I came, teasing his oversensitive cock with my tongue, while I milked the last of my load out of me.

I brought my mouth off him, wiping the cum off my mouth with the back of my hand. I was panting a little bit. "Jacob... I'm Jacob" I said softly flashing this dopey sated smile. "Drew... ugh Jacob where'd you learn how to suck dick" He grabbed my cheeks and kissed me where I was still kneeled in front of him and kissed me, tasting his own cum on my lips, sliding his tongue over mine once again. "You gotta show me" I just shrugged and stood up on shakey legs. I hugged him and he put his head on my shoulder, nuzzling me like I'd really sucked everything out of him.

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Okay that's the story for now, if you guys like it maybe I'll make a part two. I hope you guys like Jacob and Drew, I think they could make a cute couple. Jacob certainly hopes so and I think drew is gonna want his mouth again, and maybe more.

Hey guys, I'm gonna tell you a story about when I was in college, I'm 23 now so this was around 4 years ago when I was 19. So I'll start the story right now, hope you guys enjoy

My sophomore year I made a big mistake with my housing application so I had to love with a random guy. Generally, I don't mind living with roommates, sure it can be awkward and annoying, and it certainly got a little awkward this time. Either way I was exited to meet my roommate.

I remember moving in a little early I think my parents came to help me but I dont remember exactly, however I do remember when Dean came in. He was carrying two big duffel bags really easily. I got off my bed to try and help him but with how strong he was it really didnt seem like he needed it. He looked perfect like that, his brow a little sweaty from the heavy lifting blonde hair sticking to it. He was tall, probably about 6'2 to my 5'10, quite muscular with big pecs stretching his t shirt and big arms too. But honestly the thing that caught my attention the most was his ass, he had wide hips and the biggest bubble butt I've probably ever seen, one of those "straight" guys whos friends always mess with them for having a big butt, I'm sure you know the type.

He was fairly friendly first off, said hi to me and dapped me up but he definitely looked down on me a little, in the way that athletes look down on nerds. I was pretty nerdy myself at the time, a little skinny and I wear glasses. I remember helping him a little with his bed and then getting a meal with him and getting to know him, he was a football player not the best on the team but I didnt really care, he looked good anyways.

The tension came a little later, I think it was in october, it was getting a little colder out and Dean had gone out to a party that night. Sure I liked to go out too but i'd skipped it that night, frankly preferring to play some minecraft on call with my friends. I'd just taken a shower when he bursted back in the room, I was completely naked because I didnt think he'd be coming back any time soon

Now, I'm pretty hung probably about 8.5 inches and pretty thick, I guess I'm lucky or its just what they say about skinny guys. Dean came in and just stopped in his tracks looking at it, and then jumped right on his bed. I could tell he was drunk. I must have said something "sorry... you should have knocked" but that it was okay. He said in this dopey voice "nice cock." or "pretty dick" or something like that. I laughed and watched this really cute blush spread out over his face. I think I said, "I didnt think you liked dick dean" he got a little bashful then and said that he might but he'd have to try. At that point I got a little more serious and just asked if he was trying to hit on me, he said yes and then I told him we could talk about it when he wasnt drunk. He nodded and said goodnight.

I have to be honest now, but I was feeling really nervous about it, I didnt know what to do and I'd been a guys first time. The next day we kind of talked it out and agreed we would try it out. Dean seemed surprisingly honest, that he'd had feelings for me for a while and I said I obviously did to him. He just looked so cute with that strong jaw, those full pouty lips, and his fluffy blonde hair. I think I asked him what he wanted to do with me, and he said he definitely wanted to play with my dick, I asked him if he was a bottom and he said he was. I was like "figures... you've got that ass and everything" he blushed again and said that he knew it was big, I think he liked hearing me compliment him about that.

He asked me to help him get ready to bottom, and so I told him he should probably try to clean out first. Its a little funny but I remember he used a waterbottle from the campus store one of the ones with the little cap thing, so it worked pretty well. He came back in looking kind of shy and cute with that same dopey smile and said he was all ready.

I remember we first started with kissing, he laid on his bed and I helped him get his shirt off. He looked perfect, pretty smooth all over with those big pecs, he didnt really have abs and was a little soft but I thought he looked perfect. We kissed and made out and I played with his nipples a little bit, sucking them or rolling them in my fingers. I could tell he was getting hard so I got off him and we both took out clothes off, we left our socks on which I really find hot haha.

I told him that I wanted to rim him first, I love rimming and have a huge ass thing so it was honestly perfect. I helped him get on his hands and knees, he arched his back like a natural letting his dick hang down between his legs. It was pretty but not massive, the balls on the other hand were big and saggy. I put one hand on his balls rolling them softly and started rimming. His hole was pink and really tight, not entirely smooth just a little blonde hair around it. He smelled musky and masculine I just drank it in running my tongue over his hole. I hadnt even licked inside him yet when he already started moaning and whimpering, he was all like "oh my god this feels so good... I've never felt anything like this before". I told him how much I liked hearing that.

I fucking loved rimming him, just feeling that big jock fall apart under my tongue. It was really amazing. I started pushing my tongue inside, and he even started riding his ass into my mouth. Once he was a little more open I fingered him really slowly, I didnt want to hurt him my sticking my cock in right away. I used some lube, thankfully I had some, and slowly worked my fingers in and out, he felt so warm and tight I honestly got a little worried I'd bust the second I put it in. I think it was a little uncomfortable for him at first but he opened up after a few seconds and I added another finger.

After maybe 5 minutes of fingering he said he wanted my dick. I pulled him up and kissed him a little. I wanted to fuck him in missionary, so he could look at me and I could kiss him. I helped him put his legs up a little and slowly pushed inside him. He winced a little whimpering and panting, I just told him to breath and that he was already doing so good and he nodded and smiled up at me. Once hed opened up more I started working my cock in and out. It was hot and tight just like I'd expected. He just kept moaning and making those sweet little noises, I kept kissing him between thrusts, sometimes playing with his nipples. He kept his hands behind his head or sometimes on my face, playing with my black hair.

Honestly, it was really beautiful and tender, he opened up so well for me and let me be his first time. I think I showed him a good time too because he came pretty quick, I was jerking him and it just happened, he spilled all over his stomach, eyes closed face all read. I think I literally said "aww good job dean" he blushed even more and said thank you. I pulled out then and jerked off on his stomach too, watching him cum kind of pushed me over the edge.

We fucked a lot more, and I would honestly say that we dated for that year we lived together and then through the next year. After that I went to study abroad and we kind of fell out of talking. I still do like him and I'm glad we got to share those experiences together. He's such a sweet man and I wish him the best. Hes been dating a woman for a while but I just hope he still thinks about me rimming his perfect bubble butt sometimes haha.

If you all like my story then I can share more about me and him, I dont know how interesting it will be but we did get up to some hot stuff so maybe you'd like to read it. Also to be clear Dean isnt his real name, I wouldn't rat him out haha.

Thank you all for reading, lots of love ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hey guys, I'm gonna tell you a story about when I was in college, I'm 23 now so this was around 4 years ago when I was 19. So I'll start the story right now, hope you guys enjoy

My sophomore year I made a big mistake with my housing application so I had to love with a random guy. Generally, I don't mind living with roommates, sure it can be awkward and annoying, and it certainly got a little awkward this time. Either way I was exited to meet my roommate.

I remember moving in a little early I think my parents came to help me but I dont remember exactly, however I do remember when Dean came in. He was carrying two big duffel bags really easily. I got off my bed to try and help him but with how strong he was it really didnt seem like he needed it. He looked perfect like that, his brow a little sweaty from the heavy lifting blonde hair sticking to it. He was tall, probably about 6'2 to my 5'10, quite muscular with big pecs stretching his t shirt and big arms too. But honestly the thing that caught my attention the most was his ass, he had wide hips and the biggest bubble butt I've probably ever seen, one of those "straight" guys whos friends always mess with them for having a big butt, I'm sure you know the type.

He was fairly friendly first off, said hi to me and dapped me up but he definitely looked down on me a little, in the way that athletes look down on nerds. I was pretty nerdy myself at the time, a little skinny and I wear glasses. I remember helping him a little with his bed and then getting a meal with him and getting to know him, he was a football player not the best on the team but I didnt really care, he looked good anyways.

The tension came a little later, I think it was in october, it was getting a little colder out and Dean had gone out to a party that night. Sure I liked to go out too but i'd skipped it that night, frankly preferring to play some minecraft on call with my friends. I'd just taken a shower when he bursted back in the room, I was completely naked because I didnt think he'd be coming back any time soon

Now, I'm pretty hung probably about 8.5 inches and pretty thick, I guess I'm lucky or its just what they say about skinny guys. Dean came in and just stopped in his tracks looking at it, and then jumped right on his bed. I could tell he was drunk. I must have said something "sorry... you should have knocked" but that it was okay. He said in this dopey voice "nice cock." or "pretty dick" or something like that. I laughed and watched this really cute blush spread out over his face. I think I said, "I didnt think you liked dick dean" he got a little bashful then and said that he might but he'd have to try. At that point I got a little more serious and just asked if he was trying to hit on me, he said yes and then I told him we could talk about it when he wasnt drunk. He nodded and said goodnight.

I have to be honest now, but I was feeling really nervous about it, I didnt know what to do and I'd been a guys first time. The next day we kind of talked it out and agreed we would try it out. Dean seemed surprisingly honest, that he'd had feelings for me for a while and I said I obviously did to him. He just looked so cute with that strong jaw, those full pouty lips, and his fluffy blonde hair. I think I asked him what he wanted to do with me, and he said he definitely wanted to play with my dick, I asked him if he was a bottom and he said he was. I was like "figures... you've got that ass and everything" he blushed again and said that he knew it was big, I think he liked hearing me compliment him about that.

He asked me to help him get ready to bottom, and so I told him he should probably try to clean out first. Its a little funny but I remember he used a waterbottle from the campus store one of the ones with the little cap thing, so it worked pretty well. He came back in looking kind of shy and cute with that same dopey smile and said he was all ready.

I remember we first started with kissing, he laid on his bed and I helped him get his shirt off. He looked perfect, pretty smooth all over with those big pecs, he didnt really have abs and was a little soft but I thought he looked perfect. We kissed and made out and I played with his nipples a little bit, sucking them or rolling them in my fingers. I could tell he was getting hard so I got off him and we both took out clothes off, we left our socks on which I really find hot haha.

I told him that I wanted to rim him first, I love rimming and have a huge ass thing so it was honestly perfect. I helped him get on his hands and knees, he arched his back like a natural letting his dick hang down between his legs. It was pretty but not massive, the balls on the other hand were big and saggy. I put one hand on his balls rolling them softly and started rimming. His hole was pink and really tight, not entirely smooth just a little blonde hair around it. He smelled musky and masculine I just drank it in running my tongue over his hole. I hadnt even licked inside him yet when he already started moaning and whimpering, he was all like "oh my god this feels so good... I've never felt anything like this before". I told him how much I liked hearing that.

I fucking loved rimming him, just feeling that big jock fall apart under my tongue. It was really amazing. I started pushing my tongue inside, and he even started riding his ass into my mouth. Once he was a little more open I fingered him really slowly, I didnt want to hurt him my sticking my cock in right away. I used some lube, thankfully I had some, and slowly worked my fingers in and out, he felt so warm and tight I honestly got a little worried I'd bust the second I put it in. I think it was a little uncomfortable for him at first but he opened up after a few seconds and I added another finger.

After maybe 5 minutes of fingering he said he wanted my dick. I pulled him up and kissed him a little. I wanted to fuck him in missionary, so he could look at me and I could kiss him. I helped him put his legs up a little and slowly pushed inside him. He winced a little whimpering and panting, I just told him to breath and that he was already doing so good and he nodded and smiled up at me. Once hed opened up more I started working my cock in and out. It was hot and tight just like I'd expected. He just kept moaning and making those sweet little noises, I kept kissing him between thrusts, sometimes playing with his nipples. He kept his hands behind his head or sometimes on my face, playing with my black hair.

Honestly, it was really beautiful and tender, he opened up so well for me and let me be his first time. I think I showed him a good time too because he came pretty quick, I was jerking him and it just happened, he spilled all over his stomach, eyes closed face all read. I think I literally said "aww good job dean" he blushed even more and said thank you. I pulled out then and jerked off on his stomach too, watching him cum kind of pushed me over the edge.

We fucked a lot more, and I would honestly say that we dated for that year we lived together and then through the next year. After that I went to study abroad and we kind of fell out of talking. I still do like him and I'm glad we got to share those experiences together. He's such a sweet man and I wish him the best. Hes been dating a woman for a while but I just hope he still thinks about me rimming his perfect bubble butt sometimes haha.

If you all like my story then I can share more about me and him, I dont know how interesting it will be but we did get up to some hot stuff so maybe you'd like to read it. Also to be clear Dean isnt his real name, I wouldn't rat him out haha.

Thank you all for reading, lots of love ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️