Number One Clock Time With Cal .
I was 21 years old going into my 3rd year at university when I had my 1st Gay experience. I considered myself quite experienced with women. I 'd had a duad of steady girl at Uni and my fair parcel of free-and-easy sex. I can't say I'd ever felt a sexual attraction to another guy. I'd never given it any thought until I met Calum. He was 20 twelvemonth old about 5'7 '' with a slim body-build. He had blanket expressive eyes and pouty brim. shortstop light Brown hair which he kept perfectly styled. He was quite feminine physically and in nature. Someone once commented that it was hard to severalize if he was a pretty boy or a handsome girl. Which did sum him up quite well.
A mutual ally had recommended me to Cal when he was looking for a new roommate. We met up for an initial chat and hit it off immediately. He was a 2nd year plan bookman. I knew he was Gay beforehand and had no problem with it. I was happy with the way, and I moved in a couplet of twenty-four hours later. It was a little different from my former roommate. But we got on well from the kickoff and soon settled into a workaday.
It started as a bit of light-hearted joking between us. Cal had a mischievous sentiency of sense of humor and got a rise from teasing me. I was never uncomfortable with it, in fact I found it a bit flattering. I was in the kitchen after my regular even run. Cal came in and made a remark, something about me looking hot and sweaty.
"It's the just way I'm getting hot and sweaty at the moment."It was an off the cuff comment as I was having a bit of a dry spell with women.
His reply was distinctive Cal.
"poor Rob. Are you missing the cover girl Annie ?"
This was a reference point to my ex-girlfriend.
"Not really, just the sex."
"Well, I could always help you out with that."
I would normally laugh it off, but I thought I'd take the chance to turn the board on him.
"You're not really my type."
He gave me a condescending feel.
"come on Rob. Your type is anyone who will let you."“ You didn't go out with her for her form bubbles personality."
This was reliable. She was strong study and could be a squawk at times. Annie and Cal didn't get on and I found myself defending him to her on a few occasions.
"Maybe I should. I've had to hear to you often enough."
We lived in a two bedroomed terraced sign. Our bedrooms were separated by the main privy. Noised carried even with both our door shut.
This amused him.
"Pervert ! Listening through the room access for kicks."“ Kind of hot though, knowing you're getting turned on."“ Maybe I should startle leaving my door open."
It went back and Forth like this for a bit. I didn't seem to be phasing him, so I made a half-hearted endeavour to grab him.
"rightfulness ! You've pushed me too far."
He gave a yelp as he avoided my grasp and hurried out the door and up the stairs. I was delight that gotten the upper hired man for once. I finished my body of water then went upstairs for a shower. Cal's door was open, he was standing with his hands on his pelvis wearing only his briefs. I was a bit surprised by this twist of case. I could possess taken it as just his way of getting his own back and shrugged it off. But the position felt more serious, and I found myself staring. I'd never seen him in any state of undress. I really couldn't supporter but admire his smooth slightly tanned consistency. He called my bluff.
"Now's your hazard Rob. I don't think you'll get a better pass tonight."
I don't know what it was, but it just felt very erotic. I can't recall giving it any thought or condition. I found myself standing in front of him. He was pushing my shirt up before I knew it. Any opportunity to stop him passed when I felt his lips on my nipple. When I pulled my jersey over my head his hired man went down the front of my shorts and closed unit of ammunition my cock. I didn't resist or try to discontinue him as he tugged my boxershorts down. He was on his genu holding my stiffening cock.
"If you want me to bar, just say."
I think we both knew that there was no probability of that happening. He was looking up as he wrapped his brim round my cock. I didn't know how to react, but my manus went to his drumhead. He took this as confirmation that I was willing. He sucked and lapped at my cock. When I was rock hard, he led me to the bed by the cock.
"Lie back and enjoy sweetie."
I sat back and watched as he slipped his Jockey shorts off. He was completely hairless, waxed as I later learned. He looked towards the room access then turned back to me.
"I should come together the doorway ; my weird roommate ilk to watch."
The tension lifted and we both burst out laughing. He straddled my thighs and adjusted the pillows behind me.
"You're going to get the proficient shock job you've ever had, and you won't be able-bodied to recount anyone about it."
He gave me a kiss and winked. Sucking each nipple in turn as he worked his way down my physical structure. His back talk felt amazing. He had his hands on my hips as his promontory moved up and down. When I felt the first pulse of cum I told him. He gripped the al-Qaida of my cock, his eyes locked on my look as he took my load. When I was fully drained, he moved back up sitting back on my thigh stroking his cock. I didn't think there was any expectation, but I felt I should at to the lowest degree make some sort of effort. He had both custody on my shoulders as I stroked him. I felt his fingers dig in and the warm cum hit my stomach. He pushed hard against me. We kissed, his tongue slipping into my sass as his cock throbbed between us. I have always enjoyed the gustatory sensation of my own cum whether it's been from a pussy or from my own deal. When he scooped some from my stomach, I grabbed his hand and guided it to my mouth. It tasted different from my own, the Lapp creamy grain but sweeter. Gathering the eternal rest in his bridge player, he held palm towards me. I licked his hand clean, savouring the taste. Sharing the cum as we kissed felt intensely erotic.
fabrication back to recover, Cal broke the silence.
"So ... ?"
"What ?"
He slapped my breast lightly.
"Best ?"“ Worst ?"
"Not bad."“ Maybe an eight out of ten."
He gave me a hindquarters looking at and pinched my nipple hard.
"Bitch !"
I gave a yelp as he twisted my nipple.
"OK, a 10 !"
"Told you so."
I watched as he got off the bed to get cigarettes from the dresser. He had a minor round of drinks ass which swayed slightly as he walked.
"Nice ass."
He looked over his shoulder and gave it a wiggle.
"Thank you, sweetie."
He came back to the bed. He placed an ashtray on my stomach and lit a cigarette.
"Big tool Rob."“ Bigger than I imagined."
"have you perving about me ?"
"Of course."“ I bet you'd doing the same if you shared with a hot girl."
Passing me the cigarette he turned on his side, his manus roaming across my dresser and stomach.
"Fuck yes."“ straight person boys aren't usually my thing."“ But if I knew you would be so easy, I'd have been all over you when you moved in."
He took the coffin nail from me and placed the ashtray on the console beside the bed. His hand moved down my stomach to my groin.
"You're a hottie for sure."“ A bit scruffy for my liking."
His hand resting on my trimmed pubic.
"That's a summation, I don't like whisker in my mouth."
I kept myself closely cropped solely because I tended to sweat when working out.
"It's uncomfortable when I'm running."
He held my peter and started kissing my chest. The warmth of his flesh against me and his back talk on my teat matte up very titillating. My cock began to inure. I put my hired man on his shoulder and tried to conduct him down towards my peter. He sat up and gave me a light buss. He screwed up his face.
"A bit smelly."“ Shower first."
I couldn't take my eye off his ass as he walked to the ensuite can. I wanted to love him, and my peter throbbed at the sentiment. I'd never been in his john. It had a big cascade at one end. A WC in the middle and the wall with the window was taken up by the basin with a large mirror above. The great command processing overhead exhibitor drenched us both with strong body of water. Cal squirted some shampoo into my open hand. As I massaged it into my fuzz he worked the lather running down into my dead body. I leant back against the wall as he held my bollock in one script, the other stroking my hard cock. When he seemed happy, he handed me the bottle.
"Me now."
I enjoyed how his body felt under my hands. I turned him daily round to wash his backrest paying attention to his ass. I ran my hand between his cheeks lightly pressing a finger against his trap. Pulling him against me I kissed his neck.
"I want to fuck you."
He turned to face me.
"Sorry !"“ I hadn't expected this, so I'm not prepared."
I was disappointed but understood. We dried off and went back to the sleeping room. Cal sat on the boundary of the bed and told me to bear in front of him. He held the Qaeda of my pecker as he tongued along the duration. When a bead of precum formed he ran it along his back talk. That was the first base time I noticed his pouty motherfucker lips. They glistened with my juice. The urge to kiss them was uncorrectable. They were warm and moist against my own as we locked lips. It felt so passionate and intimate.
He told me to stay where I was and placed a pillow on the edge of the bed then sat back on his legs.
"Right, I'm not like your girl Rob, I want your peter down my throat."
He lay back with the pillow under his berm, his head tilted back mouth open. I had to bend my knees slightly to get comfortable. He guided me into his sass and then placed both hand on the back of my second joint. I started to slowly fuck his lip. I didn't want to press the full length, but he pulled on my thighs taking me fully into his throat and held it there. When his grip eased, I pulled back. He kept me in his mouthpiece and took a duo of breaths before pulling on my thigh again. I got the picture and started fucking his mouth hard. He gagged and choaked, gasping for breathing time when I pulled back. My climax was acute. I had my fully weight on his chest of drawers as I pumped the full consignment into his throat. When he released my cock I leant forward and took his cock in my mouth. He squirmed out from under me. We ended up with me on my hands and knees with him kneeling in front of me. It wasn't my cocksucking skill that brought him off. He finished himself off with his manus shooting cum into my mouth and onto my face.
He had a massive grin on his face when I sat up.
"You are such a slut !"
I laughed at his reaction.
"wellspring fairs fair."“ So, marks out of 10 ?"
He gave it a little thought.
"A four as you were surprisingly enthusiastic."
After cleaning up we were lying back. He was half draped across me my helping hand cupping his ass.
"Have you ever had anal sex ?
I'd never broached the field with any of the girls I'd fucked and they had never offered.
"Nope."
This seemed to storm him. He pushed up to face me.
"Not even Annie the trollop ?"
"Never thought about it to be honest."
He had a wide-eyed spirit on his face.
"Oh Rob !"“ You're in for a treat."“ draw of low for you this weekend."“ If you still want to ?"
I gripped his ass tighter. He gave me a idle osculation on the lips.
"We'll see how you feel tomorrow."“ Now sleep."“ I've got affair to do and you have the football."
The experience had drained me physically and emotionally. I drifted off with him pressed tightly against me.