Ronnie's Totally true sexual adventures The c

When I went to college I had just turned 17yrs old. I was in a constant state of horniness. I fantasized and jerked off to almost every chick I saw in those days. Unfortunately I was a virgin. I was painfully shy around girls. Shyness has kept me from fully enjoying my youth. I had fun in college but it wasn’t the kind of x-rated fun that I longed for. I was frustrated with myself because I’ve had some experiences with girls I was always just too scared to close the deal. My lust for women was great. And I hadn’t touched another cock that wasn’t my own since I was 12. I didn’t think I was into cock anymore. I never found boys/men attractive but, I always liked looking at hard cock. I liked knowing that if a guy was hard it was because of me and what I was about to do to it. After my last incident with cock I thought I wasn’t into it anymore. I must’ve grown out of it. Right?
In my first semester of college I took five classes. The one class I dreaded the most was algebra. I used to go to class and fantasize about the teacher. She was kinda hot but, she was all business. I would go to her office after hours for “help” but again it was all business. I wanted her to make an offer that I couldn’t refuse. Something like:
“Ronnie, you will never pass this class on your own but, if you give me that young cock whenever I call I’ll make sure you pass with a B. Now get over here and eat my cunt.”
Lol, that never happened. In my algebra class there was this guy Stephen. He was very feminine with feminine features and so obviously gay. I never paid much attention to him. I did notice him jogging around campus in his spandex shorts. One day I was walking back to my dorm and he just happened to start running towards me. As he got closer I started staring at his cock bulge. I was pretty sure this guy wasn’t wearing any underwear. Stephen caught me looking and that was all the motivation he needed. During algebra class he would stare at me. At first I didn’t notice because I was too busy fantasizing about the teacher. When I finally did notice it freaked me out. He stared at me the way a girl with a crush would. I made the mistake of making eye contact with him. He smiled at me but I got nervous and turned my attention back to the teacher. I wondered if anyone saw him looking at me. I didn’t want anyone thinking I was a fag. Stephen spent the rest of the semester staring at me in class and I tried to ignore him. I’m pretty sure others noticed. Well the semester was over and I figured I’d never see him again.
My second semester somehow me and Stephen were in art class together. When we made eye contact in class I was surprised to see him and he seemed a lil’ pissed seeing me. After a few weeks the teacher paired me and Stephen together for a project. We had three weeks to complete it. I avoided him the first week. He would come up to me in class and try to make plans but I blew him off. The next week I went up to Stephen and apologized and promised to make myself available. The reality is I really needed this easy A to keep my GPA up. So Stephen suggested I come to his place. He stayed about five miles off campus. So Monday after my classes I walked to his place. I was about a half hour late getting to his place. It was a small two family home. Stephen’s aunt lived on the first floor and Stephen stayed in the apartment up stairs. Behind the house was an old farm and what looked like several acres of woods. It was very secluded I didn’t see any homes close to this place. I rang Stephens door bell when he opened the door he seemed genuinely surprised to see me.
“Sorry I’m late man. I didn’t realize how far you lived from campus.”
“You don’t have a car?” Steven asked.
“No, I’m from the city! We don’t need cars… we have mass transit! I don’t even have my license.”
“I bet you wish you had a car today. It’s freezing out there!” When I came in his place it was pretty nice. Then he showed me around. It was a lot better than the closet that I lived in on campus. After I warmed up we got started. He played some music and we made small talk. He offered me a beer but I explained to him that I hated the taste of it. He looked at me strangely. I confessed to him I liked mixed drinks but I’m not a big drinker. We worked on the project for about two hours. I told him that I needed to go and he gave me a ride back to my dorm. We made plans to meet after our last class everyday that week. I would meet him in the parking lot and catch a ride to his place. After we were done he’d drop me off at my dorm. Stephen turned out to be an ok guy… even if he was a fag. Friday came and I only had one class but, I had some things to do so I told Stephen not to worry about giving me a ride. I’d just walk to his place when I was done.
“When you get there just walk in the door will be open.”
Stephen had two classes on Fridays and was done by eleven on Fridays. We had to put the finishing touches on our project. It was maybe thirty minutes of work and we would be finished. I got to Stephens place close to noon. I walked up to the door of his apartment and heard some strange noise. I cautiously opened the door and I saw the back of Stephens head. Beyond him was the tv. On the tv some hot looking porn chick getting fucked in the ass! I was mesmerized by the sight. I hadn’t seen much porn as a k** but when I did see it I fuckin’ loved it. I slowly walked up to the couch and that’s when I startled Stephen. He jumped up and turned the tv off.
“WHOAAH! You scared the shit outta me! I didn’t think you were coming over till later.” He said clutching his chest. Stephen was wearing some loose blue shorts with a hooded sweatshirt. He still had an obvious hard on. He seemed oblivious to it but it was very apparent to me.
“I gotta pee.” He said. “We’ll get this project finished up when I’m done pissing. The supplies are on the table you can get started I’ll be with you in a second.”
I assumed he was gonna jerk off but he went in there and pissed like a race horse. Hearing him piss got me a little hard. While he was in the bathroom I looked at the covers of his porn tapes. It turned me on “Anal Vixens”, “Cum Swallowing Debutantes”, “The Best of Peter North”. I was mesmerized. I wanted to see these movies. Stephen came out of the bathroom and had been watching me for a few minutes. My cock strained against the inside of my jeans. But I didn’t realize it.
“You can borrow a couple of them if you want Ronnie.”
“I don’t have a VCR.”
“Well let’s finish the project. I’ll make us a couple of drinks and we can watch one of the movies ok?”
We were done in fifteen minutes. I have never been more motivated in my life to finish school work. He made a big pitcher of a drink he called a Madras.
“Mmmm, this tastes good! What’s in it? I can’t taste any alcohol.”
“Cranberry juice , oj, and vodka. If I had peach schnapps in it then it would be a Sex on the Beach. But I don’t like peaches.”
Stephen started looking at me funny again like he did when I first noticed him in algebra. Then we had a moment of uncomfortable silence. At that moment everything told me to walk out of there and go back to my dorm. He broke the silence.
“I’ll put the tape in. Drink as much as you want… help yourself.”
“Who taught you how to make this drink? How’d you get this alcohol? Are you 21?”
The first movie was “Anal Vixens”, nothing turns me on more than to watch women get ass fucked and beg for more. Stephen started answering my questions as the movie began.
“My aunt’s a bartender. She owns a bar in the next town. She’s cool she teaches me new drinks and she always supplies me with whatever I want as long as I don’t get stupid about it and in return I work in her bar after closings on the weekend sometimes to help her out. I do anything for her because she’s done so much for me. There’s nothing I won’t do for her. And I'm 19 I'll be 20 next month. How old are you?”

“I'll be 18 next month."
"Wow your just an innocent baby aren't you?"
"Shut up... you're acting like you're in you're thirtysomething. Where is your Aunt now? Working?”
“She’s visiting her daughter in Syracuse. She’ll be back in two weeks.”
I barely heard Stephen. I was fixated on the filth that I was watching. After two hours of anal drilling and half a pitcher of Madra I was really hot and I was pissing a lot. I could barely get my hard on back in my pants. I tried to cover it with my shirt but that was obvious. The next flick Stephen put in was the best of Peter North. I’d never heard of him but, I quickly became a fan.
“I would love to fill a chicks mouth up with cum the way this guys does. That’s amazing! How does he cum so much?!”
“I can cum more than him.”
“Shut up… you can’t.”
“Yes I can! I’ll prove it.”
He stared at me intensely with his green eyes. Then he stood up slowly and freed his cock from his shorts. His cock looked about 7inches long and it was slim. His balls were huge. He sat down slowly and began stroking his cock. Slowly at first but then he got faster. I couldn’t move. All I could do was stare at his rigid cock as he stroked it. I started breathing heavy. I hadn’t been in a situation like this for a long time. I finished my drink, stood up from the couch and put my empty glass on the kitchen counter. I walked back over to the couch and stood over him.
“Do you wanna help me?” Stephen asked. “Come closer.” I dropped to my knees beside him and he sat up from the couch and undid the buttons on my shirt to expose my chest. He threw my shirt on the side of the couch. Then he took my hand and placed it on his cock. Stephen was so hard for me. Jerking him off didn’t seem like enough.
“ Oh yessss…. Suck my fuckin cock!”
I did! I sucked him good. When he was about to cum I stopped and put his fat ball sack in my mouth while I slowly stroked his cock with my hand. Then I eagerly started sucking him off again. Stephen couldn’t take it anymore. He stood up and grabbed the back of my head and pumped his cock back and forth in my mouth. As he got closer and closer to orgasm he sounded more and more feminine.
“Oh my god … yes… yes … you love sucking cock don't you? I knew you were gonna be a good cocksucker. I’m cumming !!! “
My mouth quickly filled up with cum; my face laced with his thick load; my neck and chest dripping with his white nectar.
“Keep sucking you lil ******… I have more!”
He filled my mouth up before he was done and I swallowed it. Stephen took his cock out of my mouth.
“I guess I win the bet right?” He said as he’s stroking his cock.
“Yeah Stephen, you win.” I said as I stood up. “What’s your prize?”.
Stephen reached over unzipped my jeans and pulled them and my underwear down at the same time. My cock was still hard. Stephen stepped around to my back side and grabbed my ass.
“This is my fucking prize. This sweet twink ass cunt. I ‘ve been wanting to fuck this sweet brown ass from the moment I saw you. I’m not going to waste another minute without my cock inside you. Now bend over I got some ass cunt to eat!”
I was in ecstasy. I was so used to giving pleasure that when I got pleasure I didn’t know what to do. His tongue felt amazing on my virgin hole. He made me moan like a girl and I didn’t care. The he had me sit on his face. My hole was nice and relaxed. Then he scooped the cum off of my face neck and chest and rubbed it on my asshole to use as lube along with his saliva. Then he fingered it just to make sure I was relaxed. I was nervous about getting fucked. The only thing that’s ever been in my ass is the enema tube I use three times a week to stay clean. I took a deep breath then next I knew I had Stephens cock in me. It felt ok. I looked between my legs and my cock was still rock hard.
“Oh my god you are so fuckin’ tight! Am I fuckin a virgin ****** ass?”
“Yesss…” I moaned.
"You like getting fucked don't you? Tell me you love my cock!"
Getting fucked kinda hurts but, it felt good at the same time.
"Mmmm I love your cock... please don't stop."
He got really excited and started pumping my ass like a mad man.
“I’m gonna cum in that sweet ass cunt ******. Beg for my cum ******!”
He was so vocal and vulgar when he fucked me it was a real turn on.
“Please fill me up with cum!"
“UUhhh fuck!” Stephen emptied his balls in my ass. It felt like warm maple syrup shot inside me. Now his cock felt really good.
"Please don't stop fuckin' me."
He continued to ride my brown ass a lil longer. I moaned with every thrust. I must've sounded like a straight up bitch but I didn't care. I'd never felt so free in my life. When he pulled out of me all his cum followed and oozed down inner thighs. I reached between my thighs and my ass cheeks to scoop up some cum in my hand. I licked the cum off my hand and sucked the cum off of my fingers. Then Stephen says with a smile;
“Well aren't you the pretty mess. Suck my cock ******… suck it clean… You’re a gonna be a good little ****** aren't you?"
Hi I’m Ronnie and this is the true adventures of a bottom twink.