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StevenLeese

My freshman year at the University of Nebraska proved to be a learning experience far beyond what my parents had intended. I was young, wiry, and fit; a wafer thin kind of kid stuck between the "AF" and "skaterdude" look. It didn’t take long for me to make friends with other guys with common looks and interests. I had a great group of buds - freshmen all of us. We spent every waking minute partying and chasing girls, and since we also managed to keep the grades respectable, life was good.

Since none of us had made a decision on frat pledging, it was a constant debate among us. Ultimately, we intended to find the Frat that consistently had the hottest chicks around and target it for membership. Until that day came we were in direct competition with those guys for chicks, and for that reason we were pretty liberal about sharing the girls we did get. I knew this is hard to believe but when my friend Matt and I ran a train on this girl we hooked-up with, it was the first time I had ever seen an erect penis other than mine. Matt was almost the exact same proportions as myself; about eight inches long, semi-thick, no sign of foreskin, fat mushroom head. I think he caught me looking more than a few times but he never reacted in any way.

After running this lifestyle for six months or so, I realized that I could identify all my friends by their cocks; and it was an unsettling thing for me. To make matters worse, all too often my fantasies had a cock-laden focus. I was really spinning from all this and my time in the locker room was providing a new kind of jacking material. In my head I was massaging these guys, 69ing with then, and fucking them. I was only sure of two things: 1. I was not gay DAMIT! and 2. No one would ever know this but me.

Then came the event that changed me forever. We were partying in the friend’s off-campus apartment and the night was going great. This particular night, I had fucked this really cute blond with Matt. We got her to cum 3 times so we were full of ourselves. As the crowd thinned, the only people left were Matt, Ryan (the guy who lived there), some chick named Melissa, and myself. We all kind of danced around the living room. We pulled our shirts off and lip synced Godsmack tunes. Melissa got on the table and stripped to her panties for us. Not to be outdone, Ryan and I got up there and flashed some ass. Melissa and Matt took this chance to smack us up until our cheeks turned red. One mostly naked hot chick and three hard dicks meant sex was soon. In this case I was the odd man out. Ryan throw Melissa over his shoulder caveman style and headed to the bedroom. Matt was right behind them. I decided to lie back on the couch for a nap as "three is a crowd" for me. I fell asleep with a crazy-hard boner.

I don’t know how long I was asleep, but when I opened my eyes I saw Matt sitting directly opposite me. His shorts were around his ankles. He had cock in hand - stroking it, while staring at my crouch. I asked what the fuck he was doing (trying to sound outraged), and he told me that Ryan wasn’t sharing Melissa. I guess the guy was horny as hell because even though he was embarrassed I had awoke, he stayed rock hard. Then I started to bone up myself and there was no way he missed it. Matt said, I like that bulge you got there. I’ve seen you checking me out so I hope you don’t mind me doing the same. My heart rate doubled and my cock began the throb at the thought of him watching me.

Matt stood up and walked towards me. I swear I wanted to stop him, but nothing I did demonstrated that. He knelt beside me and placed his hand over the bulge in my pants. After an approving grin he pulled my shorts and boxers off, exposing my fully erect cock. First he stroked it full length and with one smooth motion, he shoved it down his throat. It was the best blowjob I had ever had. His mouth was warm and tight; his motion was soft on the head and prefect up and down the shaft. Then is lifted my right leg over his head and swallowed my balls. The guy was awesome and I was getting close to blowing in a hurry. When he licked his finger and started to play with my hole I was done. I tried to warn him I was about to cum, but instead of pulling off he began power sucking the full length of my dick. I exploded in his mouth and he swallowed the whole load. I lay there for a good five minutes while Matt suckled and kissed my cock (what a wonderful feeling). No female had ever been so attentive.

Neither of us had uttered a word since he walked over. I broke the silence and said, "Come here". I preceded the give Matt the worst blowjob ever. I was nervous and hesitant. I was gagging and coughing. I was awful. Matt realized it was my first time and went easy on me. He told me to take my time, and with his coaching I finally managed a rhythm the got him going. Right before he came, he pulled away from me and shot a huge stream into his hand. I guess he realized I wasn’t ready to swallow yet. Like I said, he was a good friend and a great guy.

Matt turned me on to a group of four guys within our circle of friends than were big time cocksuckers. I know it is silly to say we were not gay or bisexual, but our relations were limited to sucking, licking, and stroking and only in our little group. None of us ever had penetration sex with one another. But we blew each other on a regular bases, certainly once a day at least. That’s one of the perks of being 18, the perpetual erection.

The amazing thing is that the original five of us, plus one additional member, kept that circle closed and secret for all four years of college. I cannot express how sad graduation was. All of us had so many tough choices to make. Were we gay? Bi? Would we look for other guys? Was it just a college thing? Should we straighten up and find wives?

I sit here four years after graduation and have yet to answer those questions. Matt, Steve, Josh, TJ, Eli, and myself have spent allot of time visiting each other over that time. Until last year I had never been with another guy beyond them. Then I met Jake, and after a couple of baseball games and a few dinners, he invited me over. At first I was nervous, and then I got into it and fucked him hard, ramming my way to three orgasms. He was very masculine and loved to be fucked long and tough; "make me feel like a man", he said. I had filled out nicely since my freshmen year and we pretty good at laying hard pipe. We got together a few more times and had a wonderful times, but soon my aversion to public affection wore on Jake and the relation slowly crumbled. Other than a trip to Denver last March to hook-up with Eli, I’ve been guy free ever since. And then I met Jeremy.