Last Days of Summer: College Dudes Gone Wild (Dirtyhunk Gay Sex & Erotica Anthology) (3 page)

“Admit that you’re
cock
and I will,”
he said when he came up for air.

I couldn’t believe we were back to
that
again.

Cock
or
Ass
– I no longer cared!

“For you,” I said with a quick wink. “I’m
all
cock
. Now shut up and fuck me!”

That’s all he needed to hear.

Dan thrust his tongue deep inside my tender
hole, which by now had become considerably looser from all the fingering.

I had been away at college for two years.
In all that time, I had messed around with a bunch of guys, but nobody had ever
put their tongue inside my butt hole.

To say that it felt good would be an understatement.

Dan had me at our first kiss, but now, I
was ready to anything and everything he asked of me.

“Tell me you don’t like it,” he challenged.

I ignored him. Talking meant that he had to
stop eating my ass.

Dan shook his head and then grinned at me.

“Man you’re whipped,” he said as he pushed
me down back onto the bed.

I looked back at him. “What do you mean
whipped
?”

“You’re a butt slut and you don’t even know
it,” he admitted as he caressed my ass. With his hands all over me still, I
could barely focus on my thoughts or on what I as saying.

I sunk back down into the bed and Dan
jumped on top of me, straddling his crotch between my butt cheeks. His bulk
immediately locked me down and my ass had never felt as hungry for attention as
it did in that moment. I had thought about sucking Dan’s cock but given the way
things had gone down, we were way past that.

It was time to do the nasty.

Once Dan had me locked down, it didn’t take
long for him to get his cock inside my butt. Right out of the gate, he fucked
me deep and hard, just as he promised he would. Each stroke made me hungry for
more – another promise kept. Dan’s cock was long and thick so it filled me up
and it hit my insides real good. The bed squeaked the entire time as Dan gave
it to me. The sex was hot and urgent. It was the sort of sex that I knew I
would remember for years to come.

Dan came pretty quickly once he started to
fuck me. All that build up apparently had driven him wild as well, although he
had done little to show his need. He squirted his cum all over my butt cheeks
and then, when it was my turn, I got on top of him, straddled myself
comfortably over his waist and then came all over his chest.

“Still want to fuck my butt?” he asked once
I was back down next to him.

“Damn straight,” I said.

“’Cause if you’re fucking, then I’m gonna
come when you fuck me. You won’t get it up your ass.”

He fixed me with another tight-assed grin.

I was a butt slut... He called it hundred
percent.

“Fuck dude... I always knew you were
trouble.”

We both broke out in laughs and then
started to make out again. For the rest of the afternoon, we stayed in his bed
and ditched all of our classes.

* * *

After that first time, Dan and I continued
to bang each other. We did it between classes, before and after football
practice, even on campus when we could. We fucked around in secret – none of
the chicks in our life knew about it – and we had a blast.

As for loathing Dan, I eventually gave that
up.

It turned out that there was room for two
leaders of the pack on campus, only I actually
preferred
Dan to be on
top!

Reader’s Notice:

This story contains
depictions of bareback (unprotected) sex between two men. Such sexual activity
is considered high risk for contracting sexually transmitted diseases. If you
choose to practice bareback anal sex, make sure you and your partner have both
been tested and are clear of any sexually transmitted diseases. Using a condom
is recommended.

I have a nice ass... It’s the perfect
little butt for a guy with a big cock. I know guys check it out. It’ll be a
cold day in hell before they admit it but I know they look. Straight or gay –
dudes love to fuck ass and my little peach is a contender.

Take for instance when I turned sixteen. My
mother threw me a surprise birthday party. All my friends were there and my
parents invited a few of their own friends. My dad, being a guy’s guy and all,
had lots of macho buddies and they were all there. That birthday party was
special because it was the first time I noticed how others
noticed
me. I
caught one of my dad’s buddies looking at me like I was the piece of cake he
wanted to eat rather than the fluffy thing sitting on his plate. By my
sixteenth birthday, I was filling out and shooting up without any end in sight.
Being almost six feet and having tons of new muscle earned me a few looks,
clearly with dirty thoughts behind them. My heart nearly cracked open when I
caught my dad’s buddy gazing at me, not because I was embarrassed, but mostly
because I
liked
the attention. After that incident, I made sure to put
the tease on whenever he was around. Teasing men gave me a rush and a sense of
power. I loved watching my dad’s buddy squirm. He was just dying to push me up
against a wall and nail me. Everything about his body language gave it away.

The other guy who left a big impression on
me was Jarrod, my brother’s best friend. After my sixteenth birthday, Jarrod
started to take more of an interest in me. My brother always thought it was
because I was getting older – and therefore cooler – but in reality it was
because Jarrod wanted to mess around. When a guy looks at you for a second or
two longer than other guys do, you know there is more than just a
buddy-connection there. And then, when that guy goes on to check out your ass,
it means sex. And not just sex –
hot sex
. Jarrod wanted to nail me just
as bad as my dad’s buddy wanted to. I would have bet the damn piggy bank on it.

Fast forward two years...

I still like the attention and I still get
that same rush when I mess with a guy’s head. Once my gaydar goes off I work my
magic.

I am finally eighteen.

Translation: I am legal and I now can fuck
any dude I want.

Since turning legal I have turned in to a
horny bastard... All I can think about is getting it. I know that I can have
any of the guys I see out and about, buzzing around the city, whether they are
dudes my age or the sort of men in my dad’s camp. That must be it – knowing
that I am able to get them all because I am young and hot. This is a new kind of
hunger and I have no clue how to contain it.

Even though I know that I can fuck whomever
I want, there is only one guy who has me all worked up these days: Jarrod.

I’ll never forget the first time he got me
all hot and bothered...

Roughly Five Years Ago

I was almost thirteen.

Jarrod and my brother were both sixteen and
on the verge of getting their driver’s licenses. One Saturday night in the
fall, Jarrod came over to stay the night. When my parents hit the sack, Jake
and Jarrod snuck out of the house. I begged for them to take me but Jake, the
fucking douche bag, would not have any of it. They were going to take my dad’s
car to go and meet some girls at a park nearby. They were sixteen and I was
only twelve going on thirteen – a small age gap when you think about it now –
but back then we were worlds apart. They had such interesting lives and for the
first time, I was starting to feel things that I had never felt before so I was
desperate to tag along.

Jarrod had grown into his body – muscles
had popped up out of nowhere – and he looked good. When he slept over, which
was often, he would always strip down to his underwear at night. I always found
it hard to keep my eyes off of his crotch. Those skimpy briefs he usually wore
left nothing to the imagination; his massive nuts and fleshy cock were always
on display. I often wondered if he wore those briefs on purpose so that he
could tease me. I mean, I almost always looked down at his crotch and I never
made any attempt to hide my enthusiasm.

There was no way for me to understand it
back then, as to why I longed for Jarrod to wrap himself all over me while
grinding his crotch into mine, but as I got older I knew what all that had been
about.

I snuck into the backseat of the car before
Jake and Jarrod took off. Since they were on edge because they were sneaking
out they never saw me. As if my life depended on it (and in so many ways it did
because Jake would have kicked the shit out of me if he’d caught me), I kept as
quiet as was humanly possible.

When they got to the park there were three
girls waiting for them. Jarrod immediately gravitated to one of the girls (his
girlfriend I assumed) and Jake, the fucking douche, got the other two. Jake
took the girls into the bushes and Jarrod stayed behind, thank God. Clearly he
and my brother had met up with the girls to fuck around. I don’t know what I
would have done if Jake had stayed behind because what I saw at that point
would have haunted me for the rest of my life had my brother stayed behind.
Right before my eyes, Jarrod and his girl began to make out. He put his hands
up her shirt and eventually, he got his sneaky fingers up her skirt. It was
totally hot to see Jarrod make out with his girl, however I pretty much lost it
when she got his pants down and started giving him a blow job. For the first
time I got to see Jarrod’s cock, free and clear of that skimpy underwear, and
it was rock hard. Not only that, his cock was huge! I had always thought his
dick was massive, just from looking at it through the underwear, but that night
I got to see a monster cock for the first time. It was so big the girl kept on
gagging on it.

I had a boner the entire time. I also came
in my pants even though I had hardly touched myself. I had just started
masturbating by then so I was new to the joys of male sexuality. I came long
before they were done. The skin on my dick was crazy sensitive. The slightest
touch got me excited and to the point of coming.

Jarrod and his girl carried on for some
time after I came. It was uncomfortable being all wet and sticky, but I was
still turned on so I kept watching.

That’s when Jarrod saw me!

He freaked out and immediately snapped,
pulling himself away from the girl.

I squirmed around, trying to hide my face
in shame, while heart beat ramped up from zero to sixty in two seconds flat!

The girl started to freak out and kept on
asking Jarrod what was wrong. I feared that he would have pulled me out of the
car and beat me up. Had he done that, I would have been humiliated and Jake
would have never let me forget the embarrassment.

Thankfully, Jarrod played it cool.

I heard him whisper, “Nothing babe... Just
a skunk or something... In the bushes. Just freaked the shit outta me, that’s
all.”

It was like he saved me and I loved him for
that. That night, the crush deepened.

Within minutes, they were back at it again,
only I now had Jarrod’s attention. He watched me the entire time as he got his
cock serviced by his girlfriend. He had a dirty look on his face the entire
time he got his cock eaten, like he wanted me to do it to him. I think he got
off on me watching because he came pretty quickly after that.

Watching Jarrod blow his load made me blow
another load in my pants. I was pretty much drenched at that point.

A short while later, Jake and the other two
girls came out of the bushes and the five of them hung around for a bit. I was
scared shitless because they were hanging out right next to the window where I
was exposed. Thankfully, Jarrod took care of me by hooding his back over the
window.

Jake wanted to go and hang out at the
twenty-four hour coffee shop but Jarrod convinced him to bag the idea. It was
one save after another... Oh, how I loved him for that. Had they gone to the
coffee shop, I would have been in sheer hell waiting it out in the backseat.

Once we were back at the house, Jake and
Jarrod snuck in and I waited in the car for a good ten minutes to make sure the
coast was clear before I went in.

Jarrod came back for me.

“Jake’s in the shower,” he whispered as he
reached into the backseat and gave me his hand.

“Thanks,” I said as he pulled me out of the
trenches of the backseat.

I was too embarrassed to look him straight
in the eye. Despite my shame I was very much in love with him. After what he
had done for me – letting me watch him get sucked off plus protecting me from
Jake – I had every reason to fall in love with him.

“No worries, little man,” he said while he
messed up my hair. And then he smiled at me.