Arab College Student Meets Up with Indian Guy Near Campus
This is a true story about my first experience. My name is Ali and I am a 21 years old Arab. I have known that I am gay since I was 15 but I had to wait until six months ago for my first experience.
I was working late on a project I had to do for my university, I was working in the computer room in the university, and I was also chatting on the IRC, I came across somebody who said that he was close by to my university, and if really wanted to, I could meet him at his house in 10 minutes. I was excited about the idea, he told me his name was Ashish and that he was Indian and that he was 22 years old, and like me he was inexperienced.
He gave me his address, and I finished working and headed to his house, I got to his house and knocked on the door, a man came and opened the door, I was surprised to see he was a Sikh. He was about 6' tall, and although he seemed nice and was good looking, he had a beard that he never shaved all his life. I didn't know if I wanted to go in, but I though it will be rude if I just left like that, so I went in.
He had the whole house to himself as his parent were away for the week. He led me to his parent's bedroom, we sat on the bed and started talking, he told me how he felt towards other men, but how his culture didn't allow him, I told him that it was the same for me. Once we started talking I felt closer to him, and started thinking I should try to have sex with him. The fact that I was attracted to smooth men disappeared from my mind, as I pictured myself wrestling naked with him.
We were both nervous, so I though that I had to make the first move, I put my hand on his thigh and started rubbing slowly, he moved his head towards me like he wanted to kiss me, I didn't feel like kissing him because of the beard so I went down, sat on my knees and positioned my self between his legs, and started unzipping his jeans, I started kissing on his penis through his underwear.
It felt big, he pushed me away and stood up, and started undressing, I started doing the same and soon we were both fully naked, except for his headgear, he had the hairiest body I have ever seen, he was muscular all over and his cock was about 8 inches semi erect and uncut, mine was about 7 inches cut, I kneeled in front of him and started licking his cock slowly.
I then put his cock in my mouth and started sucking on it, it got up to about 10 inches long, and it was very thick, it was strange feeling tasting a cock for the first time, I continued sucking for about ten minutes and suddenly felt his body shake and he exploded in my mouth, I took most of his sperm in my mouth, he said thank you and told me to sit on the bed, I sat down and he kneeled down in front of me and took my dick in his mouth, and he started sucking.
I had been down at the river tubing for most of the day (summer school frolics) and could not get the images of semi-nude college kids running around. My girlfriend had gone home for a week to attend her sisters wedding and I had gotten stuck at school during exams. Something really kept gnawing at me.
I was in the shower because I wanted so badly to feel Mike's hot cock ram my tight hole tonight when he got home. I put the shower water on extra hot and lathered up the soap and had my hairy body full of soap when I heard Mike open the door. I hurried up and washed my body off. The water was dripping off of my hairy nipples on to the floor. Mike walked in and saw me drying myself off.
Working in close quarters and late hours can be a good way to find out about a person. For him work was the only place to meet guys. His latest frequent sexual companion was a man named Hank Jefferson. They had been friends first and then lovers. They fucked often, but neither one wanted a commitment.
I was born on a village far, far away from where I stay now. I was born on a place where the days and the night has the same duration of 12 hours each because the equator lays above my head directly. So, yes, it is warm the whole day and night. So it was beautiful to go naked inside and outside the house. In the garden and under the rain on open rice field. I like being naked.
Did for me too. We had free Disney channel last weekend and so I caught an English Import. Dickens' "Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe". Hadn't seen it since when I was a kid, but it kindled memories. Ones I'd kept on the back-burner. Like that time I walked into that little boutique in San Rafael, with the unusual merchandise:I'd recieved their flyer. Green flourescent paper, Ugly Black Type.
I made a point to avoid the clubs but I didn't mind the pubs. I didn't have the kind of body gay guys seem to go for, the muscle in my arms and legs was there, but it didn't have that self-consciousness about it, it was just everyday muscle, nothing special and lacking any real definition due to the ever increasing body fat.
it was around 4:00am, and there were very few cars out on the interstate. I saw a blue light, and I was pulled over by a Highway Patrolmen. He walked up to the car, he was kinda young (early 30's) very muscular and damned good-looking. He ran his hand across his cock, and when he moved his hand, the length of his cock was running down his uniform pants leg. about me splitting her apart".
We live on first floor in Sproul Hall. He and I are both sophomores at UCLA. He glances up from his bed. I have always dreamed that we would be doing something together on that bed. I yearn for sex with him. This story tells you how it happened.
Let my fingers wander lower, rubbing your belly, tickling, caressing, teasing. Down over your waist, and between your thighs my hands would run, kneading, caressing. Then, they'd run back up, dip slightly into your waistband, and a little lower, just brushing the tip of your straining cock ever so lightly. Make my lips into a little 'O' and blow warm air over your cock, bathing it in my breath.
You're making your way down the hall. Your steps are decidedly strong. Purposeful. I know what you're expecting of me. I won't let you down. You open the door in the room next to mine. You unzip your jeans and massage your dick through your boxers. You brush past a spot of wet fabric. You realize that your oozing pre-cum. My mouth is starting to water. Sometimes, I wonder what your name is.
I walk over to you and caress the back of your neck. You jump, startled, and quickly a smile comes to face. I press my beanbag lips against yours (my wife's expression) and fuck you face with my tongue. You lose all interest in news reading. I begin to unbutton your shirt.
I am a masturbator and an exhibitionist, and often take digital pictures of myself masturbating in different places and post them in various internet groups. One day I was driving out in the countryside and I passed an old barn that seemed to be abandoned. There was no-one around, and the field around it was all overgrown.
I have not had a shower for three days. I had developed a strong manly order from the work and exertion of the last few days. I was looking forward to getting back to the truck, get back to town, cleaned up and go cursing town for a man. I am still about a mile from the parking area, when I hear footsteps on the trail ahead of me. I spot through the trees a single man.
I'm not meaning that he's very good explaining the subjects but that he's a very good shape. Well, he explains OK too. I loved him since the first day I looked at him entering in class. He's very young, only 4 years older than me or so. As, I'm sure, you have guessed yet, I'm a gay boy.
Got an early flight home. Call up my man and tell him that I am on the way home. Soon I will be there and already looking forward to his hands on my ass. My cock wants to feel his hole. My cock is about to burst out of my jeans.
He wasn't a great student academically, but he was definitely a natural athlete, and he could do stuff easily, the kind of stuff that's hard to explain or hard to tell someone how to do. For instance, he could do all the usual stuff that's hard for some people, and he could do it naturally, without thinking. He could whistle, including whistling through his teeth. But I envied him anyway.
It was a gloomy day with dark clouds taking the joy out of life. I dragged out of bed and fed myself. I had to skip my morning wank as I was late for my research project. I hastily dressed on with my briefs, levis, a t-shirt, and a jacket. I quietly left the apartment although the need for that was out of order. I walked down the hallway to discover a sign on the elevator switch-board.
I have been known to shop at K-Mart from time to time. Not for the latest fall fashions of course, but for everyday basic items like shampoo, neon colored socks or loofa sponge brushes. Go ahead, call me a het if it will make you feel any better. It was the one that says "Queer Sysop". I had a BBS.
For some strange reason I felt much more excited than when a girl gives me a blowjob, he kept sucking on my dick for about 15 minutes until I started cumming in his mouth. I held his head in my mouth as I pushed my dick deeper in his mouth as I came. After that we laid down on the bed talking while rubbing each other's body, I started licking his hairy nipples while my hand is rubbing his armpit.
I licked all over his hairy chest and stomach, his armpit, and his thighs and legs, he then asked me if he could fuck me, I told him that I would love to as long as I can fuck him afterwards, I positioned my self on all four, he went behind me and started rubbing my ass with his hands, then I felt his tongue licking my ass all over and then licking my asshole,
it was an amazing feeling, different to anything I have ever experienced, then I felt him fingering me, he asked me if I was ready and I said yes, he positioned the tip of his cock on my asshole and started pushing, he struggled to push in at first but after more spit he was soon in my ass, I have to admit that it hurt at first, but soon as his cock got deeper and deeper in my ass the feeling turned to excitement.
He was pushing in and out as fast as he can, after more and more thrust he started yelling that he was about to cum I told him to cum in my ass an so he did. he slowly took his dick out from my ass and brought it to my face, and I started sucking on it, and cleaning it with my tongue, I told him that it was my turn to fuck him now, and made him lay on his back, pulled his legs apart and put them in the air, and I put my face between his legs and started kissing his balls.
Then moving my tongue towards his asshole, it had a lot of hair around it, but I still managed to lick his asshole, pushing my tongue in and out, and sniffing his ass. I then positioned my spit soaked dick on his asshole and started pushing in, I pushed my dick harder and harder in his ass while licking all over his chest, I even managed to french kiss him, something that I thought will be disgusting, after about ten minutes of fucking I exploded inside him, and then took my dick out, and started licking my own sperm out of his asshole.
We were too tired for anything else that evening, so we just slept in each others arms. When I woke up the next day, Ashish was still sleeping, I couldn't resists having his asshole for breakfast, I gave it a good five minutes of licking before he woke up. I left soon afterwards but not before making plans for future meetings.
This story is true, it happened to me 6 months ago, the only changes are in the names.
Heres my fantasy. Im at the gym getting ready to hit the showers when all of a sudden a cavalry of black guys walk in and begin to tear off the clothes revealing their hot bodies and even hotter cocks. To them, Im an outsider, being white with a six inch cock instead of these huge man mountains, all of whom have massive throbbing black members. Another black man massages my cock underneath.
He stretched out on the bed on his belly. I stood at the foot and looked down at his strong young body. His ass end was something to see! Long, firm buns with a cleavage so tight it looked like he had never been fucked before. My dick liked the sight, too. It began to twitch in anticipation.
Over the years my fantasies had grown more wild, my masturbatory watersports sesssions had become kinkier and more frequent, and now I was about to have my first actual watersports enounter with another man. I had been too embarassed to even tell most of my boyfriends about my fetish, and the two that I had confided in expressed no interest in pursuing any pee play. No scat, drugs, or S/M.
Did for me too. We had free Disney channel last weekend and so I caught an English Import. Dickens' "Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe". Hadn't seen it since when I was a kid, but it kindled memories. Ones I'd kept on the back-burner. Like that time I walked into that little boutique in San Rafael, with the unusual merchandise:I'd recieved their flyer. Green flourescent paper, Ugly Black Type.
I was born on a village far, far away from where I stay now. I was born on a place where the days and the night has the same duration of 12 hours each because the equator lays above my head directly. So, yes, it is warm the whole day and night. So it was beautiful to go naked inside and outside the house. In the garden and under the rain on open rice field. I like being naked.
Actually, due to his feminine looks and stature he appeared to be much younger; but not knowing of any reason to doubt him, I didn't. Abu was 7 years of age when Hussein invaded Kuwait. At the time he lived with his father, mother, and younger sister. Because his father and mother had been educated in London, Abu and his sister were fluent in English as well as their native tongue.
Jimmy meets the son of his land lady and they end up going to a sports complex near by. There I meet plenty of people interested in what I have to offer.
I mean, it was always in the back of my mind, but consciously, I never really thought about it. I knew I liked women, and that was always good enough as far as I was concerned. But it was this summer that I had been "introduced" to sex with other guys, and I found that I started to notice them more often. One that I noticed in particular was our neighbor across the road, Jake.
We live on first floor in Sproul Hall. He and I are both sophomores at UCLA. He glances up from his bed. I have always dreamed that we would be doing something together on that bed. I yearn for sex with him. This story tells you how it happened.
Tom and Gary are room mates and lovers. Tom was tall and blond, while Gary on the other hand was short and dark. Tom looks at his boyfriend naked form and his huge penis with excited lust!
From where i come from you don't really see that many people on the streets after dark. I finally ended up with a hotel room close to Grenwich village; a place that i finally thought i could find a safe haven in the gay lifestyle. I checked into room 934 so i could grab a shower, something i needed more than anything at the moment.
I was outside of the museum writing in my journal when I noticed a rather peculiar cop biking around me. There usually isn't a guy who escapes my eye and I do love flirting with cops, sailors and firemen, but it is rare to find one returning the favor. I am a cute fella, but those guys are meant to be very ethical and serious about their jobs.
Xavier was fast but I kept up. He'd just broken a sweat me, I was dripping. Swerving off down into a gully Xavier suddenly tried to break away but with determination and a laugh I was soon close on his heels. I'm sure he felt the anticipation of what might be coming, running to win and running to some privacy was a thought he must have also had.
Across the hall was a great guy by the name of John. John was a very well liked guy around town, owned his own business, was attractive, dated several nights a week, and enjoyed most sports. We met while golfing at the complex's course. A party seemed to follow him where ever he went. I liked him immensely.
It's funny that the so-called express bus actually takes longer than the subway, and costs $3. 50 to boot! Not only that, but I invariably get some huge woman who hasn't seen her feet in years sitting next to me, whether there's room or not. No, I thought, I just don't feel like going home, but I couldn't decide what to do.
The exterminator came and tented my house and said I had to go somewhere for three days. He said I should go with just the clothes I was wearing, so I went to my neighbor and told him to keep his cat away because the gas would kill his cat. He asked where I was going to stay and I said I was going to a motel nearby. He suggested I stay with him. I thanked him but I didn't even really know him.
He wasn't a great student academically, but he was definitely a natural athlete, and he could do stuff easily, the kind of stuff that's hard to explain or hard to tell someone how to do. For instance, he could do all the usual stuff that's hard for some people, and he could do it naturally, without thinking. He could whistle, including whistling through his teeth. But I envied him anyway.
5 inch uncut black cock until my face was covered with come. I had never anticipated doing something like this,but was incredibly turned on by the sight of such a huge cock and felt I would probably never get the chance again. I enjoyed that first time and decide I wanted more. 5 inch cock.
And I had gotten to know all the regulars that shuffle in and out. You'd really be surprised at how few non regular people come into a place like this. The same old farts with their coupons and their special requests. The same business men and women who need it fast and usually have no regard for you.
he seemed like a nice guy, so when he called a week later with a stopped up drain, I agreed to visit his house to correct the problem. Usually drains are not much of a problem so I wore regular street clothes rather than coveralls. Don let me in and showed me to the kitchen. I laid on my back and crawled under the sink below the drain trap. I was a mess. It felt good so I didn't protest.
The School of Science was putting on a play by their drama department. I am in my late twenties and work in the community. The son of some friends of the family was in the play. I thought he could use the support. As I took my seat, a line of teenagers took the row in front of me. One of the guys was a black kid was the prettiest features I have ever seen.
Nick retorted, "Duh, what did you expect?" Their friend Brandon, who they met in Western Civ class last semester, came skating over, stopping in front of them with a spray of ice. "Well, you little fucker, you! What're you doin' out here?" Nick asked.
This is my first story story about my dorm life in college. I had just learned I was gay a year ago. I said I was gay on the dorm questionnaire, hoping to share with a gay or bi dude.
I'm moving into my college dorm for my freshman year. I'm not a bit sad about leaving home. I got to me room and set the box in the corner. It looks like my roommate hasn't moved in yet. As I went back down for the next load, I looked into my neighbor's room, as his door was open. He was in there discussing room arrangements with his parents, so I didn't interrupt to introduce myself.
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