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o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o
o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o
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o I don’t believe in categorizing things. "I don’t want to o
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o a lot more fun to browse around and find 'little' surprises o
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The Good Old 1970s
by Anon NixPixer (c) 1994
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This story took place in the 1970s and describes some of the
twists and turns taken while sorting out my life. Just to set the
stage, these were the days when the pill was just beginning to become
readily available. Condoms were known as rubbers and weren't ever
sold in grocery stores. The only places to buy them where at a
drugstore (by asking), or in some gas station rest rooms.
These were also the days of the sexual revolution. Most of this
revolution was male-female, and unlike today, gay sex was mostly
unknown, and unseen. The plague had not yet surfaced.
Taking maximum advantage of the situation, I found girls were
willing to suck and fuck without a lot of effort. It really helped
if you were sympathetic to woman's rights causes. Sitting next to
the right girl in class could end up in a 69 session in a dorm room.
One particular session ended on the floor with her skirt up, panties
down, my face in her muff, and my zipper down while she sucked my
cock. Although she didn't swallow my come, she did let it ooze out
from between her lips and my cock in a slippery, slimey mess. As I
recall, oral sex was often preferred since it eliminated any need
for contraception. That was all right with me since I preferred eating
and being eaten to regular fucking. (Ass fucking was something I had
yet to experience.)
Although there were available women for sex, there were
periods when I resorted to jerking myself off. This situation happened
more frequently in the summer when there were fewer students on campus.
Rather than taking care of myself in my dorm, sometimes I went into
a secluded men's room. Here's where things started taking a new turn.
One day, I took a magazine to a secluded stall in an out-of-the-way
men's room on campus. As I sat there flipping through the pictures and
getting myself warmed up, I noticed an elaborate pencil drawing on the
wall depicting guys fucking and sucking each other. The artist(s)
were quite good and I found myself looking more intently at the wall
with the guys enjoying each other than at the girls in the magazine!
Since I had already stroked myself halfway hard, looking at the
drawing of guys with stiff cocks sucking each other and butt fucking
brought me to full attention.
Suddenly, I heard the door to the men's room open and someone walk
in. I stopped stroking off when they walked right up to my stall door
and stood there waiting for something! In my fright it never occured
to me that by opening the door I could have a sexual encounter with
a guy! After several seconds, I asked what he wanted. He probably
knew, but didn't speak since it wasn't obvious to him that I knew what
he wanted. After several more seconds, I thought he was starting to
walk away, but instead, he entered the next stall and hopped up on
the toilet and peaked over the wall at me. By this time, my fear of
the unknown had shrunk my cock to its normal size so he didn't
really see anything that indicated my interested. He hopped down
from the toilet and left. I also left at this point to think about
what had happened.
Back in my dorm, the more I thought about the drawing, the more
interested I got. I wasn't interested in kissing or hugging guys, but
what difference did it make if the mouth sucking you off was on a
girl or a guy? I also wondered about how anonymous encounters in a
men's room took place. I knew that I didn't want kissed and that
I would have to be pretty turned on before I would ever lose
enough control to suck a guy's cock. When you were in a men's room,
was the first person there supposed to suck the visitor if someone
came up to your stall and stood in front of the door? I knew I wasn't
ready for that although I thought it might be interesting to watch.
The thought of being able to provide pleasure to someone and see
the obvious reaction of a hard cock and the eventual gush of cum was
different from a woman who might be faking it and not really
enjoying the pleasure you are trying to give her. Also, being in
control of someone by making them come had some appeal.
This near encounter in the men's room started me paying more
attention to gay activities and writings. There was a weekly gay
oriented paper plus occasional articles in the campus paper. Some
of the things I read made me more interested in investigating this
aspect of sexuality. There were mentions of gay baths and parties
where you might have sex with many guys in one night! Sex might
not always end with an orgasm but that wouldn't stop a partner from
trying! Two, three, or four orgasms with someone sucking you off
or with your cock way up someone's asshole was not uncommon according
to what I read. Mutiple simultaneous partners was a common activity.
I also read about how someone sucking you off always
swallowed your cum and sucked you dry. Also, someone sucking you off
didn't put their hands around your cock. Instead, a good blow job
was when the cocksucker's hands were on your ass pulling you,
cock first, into their mouth! They also might tickle your asshole
with their greased finger or lick your asshole! This sounded like
something I would like to investigate under controlled conditions.
Sexual encounters with individuals whose sex drive was as strong as
mine (ie. other guys) would surely be of higher quality and quantity
than with women. Being able to see how turned on your sex partner(s)
were had some appeal.
So here I was, ready to explore a strange and scary new world
but unwilling to get into a situation were I might be expected to
do something I wasn't ready to. How could I take control?
After some thought, I devised a plan to get an introduction to
this new world without committing myself to any action. I wrote up
a list of what I wanted. It went something like this:
To whoever finds this:
First, if you are reading this, you are probably gay or bi. If
not, please discard this note.
I am attending school here and trying to discover my sexual
orientation. I would like to have someone help me learn more about gay
sex. I am interested in talking and seeing pictures. I would like to
watch you and a friend fucking and sucking. (Would me watching make
it more exciting?) At this time I am ONLY interested in watching, not
in actually taking part. In the future, I might like to be sucked
or to fuck you but only after I get comfortable. I am not interested
in kissing, hugging, or 'falling in love' but just in raw sexuality.
I don't know whether you are willing to help me. If you are, please
call 555-1111 at 7:15 P.M. today. This is kind of scary for me but
it's something I want to try. Hope you can help.
The phone number was a campus phone booth which I had temporarily
disabled. I didn't want him calling early to find out where the booth
was and seeing me before I got to see him. (control!). I also was
concerned that if he thought I wanted to get sucked the first time
we got together, I would loose control and do things I wasn't ready
to do yet.
After leaving this note in the out-of-the way men's room stall
around noon, I anxiously waited until the evening. At 7:10 I fixed
the phone so it would ring, and several minutes later, it did!
More to cum......
I answered the phone and it sounded like a regular guy. (I don't
know what I expected.) He said his name was Fred, he got my note and,
in the interest of my education, was willing to help me. He suggested
that we meet in the lobby of one of the dorm buildings, and if we
wanted, could then proceed to his off-campus room. I again told him
I only was interested in talking and maybe watching and he said he
understood and that a friend of his would be waiting in his room.
He told me what clothes he was wearing and where he would be standing
so I would have the option of backing out. He seemed to understand
very well my wanting to maintain control of the situation.
After a quick walk across campus, I slowed down as I got closer to
the dorm. There were few enough people around that it was immediately
obvious to both of us who the other was. He was about my height, a
little thinner, and with darker hair. So far, there was nothing
to make me consider backing out. We said 'hi' and he lead me away
in the direction of his off-campus room. As we walked, he complimented
me on my open attitude. He hoped he would be able to provide me with
all the help I needed in whatever I was hoping to discover about
myself and my sexuality. In fact, he said he would do anything I
wanted him to do.
He went on to mention that he was comfortable in his life. He
said that he had sex with an older woman in his early teens, but
he felt used and cheapened. He said his sex life now was varied,
frequent, and always on an equal level with his partners.
Before I knew it, we turned into a rooming house. I knew this
was my last chance to back out, but followed him inside as he unlocked
the front door, then opened the door on the first floor apartment.
We went in, but no one else was there. We sat down and drank a beer
while he asked me about what I really was interested in. Again, I
told him that at that moment, I was nervous and only interested in
discussing gay sex, maybe looking at some pictures, and, if things
got hot enough, watching a couple of guys going at it. At that moment,
there was a knock on the door, and the promised friend showed up.
The friend, (I never got his name) came in and sat down around
the table with us. Fred and he started talking about the easy
availability of sex. I mentioned the men's room drawing and Fred
said that an lot of cocks got sucked in the farthest stalls of most
of the men's rooms around campus. Fred mentioned that this type of
encounter often involved guys who couldn't maintain a more open
lifestyle because of their friends or family.
I couldn't help noticing as the conversation went on that Fred
and Fred's friend crotch started to buldge. (I think mine was starting
to a little as we talked about sucking cock!) Fred noticed my glance
and told his friend to stand up. Right in front of me, Fred dropped
to his knees and buried his face in his friends crotch! As he rubbed
his face on the outside of his friend's jeans, the outline of his
cock became more visible and his friend put his hands on the back of
Fred's head to keep himself steady. This went on for a minute or two
until Fred's hands went to his friend's belt and slowly unbuckled
his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and slide them down around his knees.
Fred's friend still had his jockey shorts on, but this was the
closest I had even come to seeing a stiff cock, and only from about
two feet away!. His cock was sticking stiffly up underneath his
shorts. Fred continued to work his face over his crotch but now with
only a thin cloth separating his mouth from the cock he obviously
wanted to suck dry. Fred began to mouth the cock through the cloth
and breath heavily on it. Fred friend started to breathe heavily too
and had to hold on to the table to keep his balance.
After a couple minutes of this, I noticed that I was bulging in
my jeans, but they were too busy to notice me. Finally, Fred took the
next step with his friend, and pulled his shorts down to expose his
throbing prick. As it bounced slightly now that it was unrestrained,
Fred helped his friend pull his pants, socks, shorts and shirt
completely off. Fred managed to wiggle out of his shirt and pants,
but left his shorts on with his dick inside straining against the
fabric.
Now there was nothing between Fred and the object of his full
attention. I thought Fred might just engulf it in a single motion,
but instead, there was some teasing about to take place. First, Fred
used his tongue to lick around his legs and thighs. Just as his
friend got used to this, Fred's tongue started to gently flick at the
underside of his balls. I could see his balls swaying and bouncing,
part from Fred's tongue and part from the uncontrolled reaction
caused by the pleasurable sensations.
At last, Fred started to reach with his licking tongue to the
real meat of his friend's cock!. He still hadn't sucked anything
into his mouth but the action of his tongue as he worked his way
up the shaft to the senstive underside of the tip caused his friend
to moan and start to sway. Just as the action seemed to get as
hot as I thought it could without one or the other of them loosing
control, Fred stopped and said we should move to the bedroom.
I was the only one still fully clothed but both of them could
tell from the swelling inside my pants that I was pretty interested!
Once we got in the bedroom, Fred lay down on his back with his head
at the foot of the bed. He directed his friend to lay in the other
direction and staddle his face so his cock was just about sitting on
his mouth. I thought they were going to do a 69, but Fred still had
his cock underneath his shorts and was making no move to get fully
naked.
Fred said I could get closer, so I sat on the floor next to the
bed, about a foot from Fred's head and with an unrestricted view of the
action about to take place. Next, Fred opened his mouth and
his friend's cock finally found a wet, warm place to shove into.
I could see Fred's cheeks contracting as he sucked, but as much as
being sucked, his friend was fucking his mouth. As the rhythmic jabs
into Fred's mouth continued, I could see that little by little, more
of the cock was going in with each stoke. Finally, Fred was able to
take the entire length of the shaft in his mouth and down his throat!
Fred's friend would stop thrusting to rest occasionaly and would slowly
slide his dick into Fred's throat until his balls were resting on
Fred's nose!
While this was going on, I was rubbing my solid hard-on through
jeans. Even though I knew I might cum at any minute, I couldn't
tear myself away from the erotic face-fuck taking place right in
front of me.
Fred decided it was time to speed up the tempo. Sitting on his bed
was a tube of K-Y jelly I hadn't noticed before. Without ever taking
the cock out of his mouth or missing a beat, Fred managed to squeeze
some of the lubricant onto his fingers. As you might have guessed,
his middle finger started playing with his friend's asshole! This
started the moaning a little louder and increased the tempo of thrusts!
As I moved around to watch this, first one, then two, then finally all
four of Fred's fingers were slipping in and out of the now widened
asshole. I also noticed that Fred's friend would occassionally
reach for the cock under Fred's shorts, but Fred would push his
hands away as if he were saving that for later.
In a few short minutes, it was obvious that Fred's friend was
starting to cum in Fred's mouth. I was fastinated watching as the
cock stroking into Fred's mouth started making shorted, but quicker
jabs into his mouth. I could actually see the invountary contractions
of the muscles in the cock pumping cum out into Fred's sucking mouth.
I could see his asshole tightening spasmodically around Fred's fingers.
Unfortunately, as he was coming inches from my face into Fred's mouth
and throat, I was cumming too, but in my pants and from my own hand!
Even though I was jerking myself off through my jeans, it was one of
the most intense orgasms I had ever experienced!
Once everyone had finished, I was embarrassed and ready to leave.
Fred told me to please stay. As I watched his friend, I noticed that
Fred must have sucked every drop of cum out of of his cock. Fred's
friend dressed and left, while Fred drank a beer in his shorts. After
I had a beer, Fred said I couldn't walk back in cum soaked shorts
and stained pants, and that he would lend me a pair of his. I
hesitated a second and nearly froze when Fred walked over to me and
started to loosen my belt. But instead of drawing away, I could feel
my balls start to contract and a tingle in my dick. I was starting to
get turned on again! My mind was asking if I really wanted this to
happen while my cock was starting to say go for it!
As Fred and I started to loosen my pants, I tried to hide the
slowly growing cock which gave away my inner feelings. As Fred pulled
my pants down, my arms and legs seemed to loose all their strength and
I felt like I was helpless to stop whatever was going to happen to me
that night!
As I just stood there, Fred helped me step out of my jeans, then
started to to tug my shorts down. As my jockey shorts passed over my
firming cock, it spang back up and bounced in front of Fred's face.
There was no hiding my feelings now as Fred smiled at me and whispered
'Just relax..'. I knew then that I would do a lot of things I never
thought I would ever do because I was under the complete control of
the stiffening cock between my legs!
As I stood there with my gradually erecting cock, Fred sat back
on his knees and just smiled. He also knew that I was completely under
the spell of raw, uncontrolled SEX and he was going to take complete
advantage of it.
As I stood over him, he reached down for my shorts and held them
to his face to breathe in the sweet smell of my cum. (Was that only
30 minutes ago?) It seemed to intoxicate him. I remembered that he
didn't cum and hadn't even had his cock touched so far that evening.
I was trying to avoid looking at his crotch in a last dicth effort to
control myself.
After another minute, I finally got up enough nerve to softly ask
him to lick me. He looked up at me and knew that this would just be
the beginning and started to lick my legs. He seemed to pay special
attention to the flecks of drying cum which were still on my thighs
and which he licked and sucked clean. All the while, I was so weak
I thought I would fall over any minute. After a minute, Fred noticed
my legs starting to shake and stood up and led me back into the bedroom.
I was too weak to resist anything as Fred lay me down on the bed and
lay down next to me. Fred's hand went to my croth and began to gently
cup my balls, then stoke my dick. If I hadn't just cum, I'm sure
having a guy play with me for the first time would have caused an
immediate orgasm. After a while I began to relax and decided that
the time to reciprocate had arrived. Fred still had his shorts on
and I gently began to carress his balls and cock through his shorts.
I found that playing with him while he did the sam to me was a little
like playing with yourself. As soon as I started this, Fred finally
slipped his shorts off and we both lay there naked carressing each
others balls and cock.
I knew that the night wouldn't end this way and that both he and
I would be engaging in some real fucking and sucking that night. He
made the next move which was to lay with his head at the other end of
the bed. Neither of us, especially me, was ready to start blowing the
other but this position allowed us to continue to play with each others
cock and balls but with a close up view of each others involuntary
reaction. I was exciting to watch his balls alternately contract and
descend knowing that mine were doing the same dance in tandem. It was
fastinating to watch his cock sway and twitch as the excitment gradually
increased.
Finally, Fred whispered that he wanted to suck me and that he wanted
me to come in his mouth, in his ass, or both! I didn't answer but
instead merely started gentle thrusts of my hips and cock towards his
waiting mouth and throat. This was the answer Fred wanted and he hungrily
sucked me deep into his throat, flipping his tongue around my shaft the
whole time it was pushing into his face.
Fortunately, Fred slowed the pace down so I didn't come right away.
As the tension gradually built up in my balls, at first I stopped
stroking Fred as I concentrated on my own feelings. Fred's gentle
thrusts towards my face made me notice his cock right next to my mouth.
At this point, I was clearly under Fred's complete control and without
thinking opened my mouth and, for the first time, had a man's stiff
cock, ready to cum in my mouth!
I don't know if I was doing a good job on the cock and balls
which became my entire world, but the thrusting from Fred's hips
told me that the tension built up in him from his evening's
activities was not far from reaching its peak.
One thing I didn't want to happen was to cum before Fred and
to come to my senses and leave without finishing Fred off. This
caused me to stop and tell Fred to stop sucking me until he was
ready to cum. I was excited enough to cum as soon as Fred started
sucking again.
In less than a minute of my intense mouth work, Fred's hips began
to buck uncontrollably and his mouth again fastened on my cock with a
death grip. I could begin to taste the salty pre-cum leaking out
of the cock in my mouth and began to loose control. For what seemed
like hours, I uncontrollably pumped my cock in and out of Fred's
throat and pushed what seemed like a quart of cum deep into his
throat. At the same time, Fred's cock grew hot as it spewed a
double load of sweet semen into my mouth. Any other way, I would have
choked, but since I was coming at the some time, I unconciously
sucked and swallowed and sucked and swallowed until every last drop
and twitch and thrust was exhausted from Fred's body. I too was
spent after my second incredibly intense orgasm in a 60 minute span.
After many minutes of each of us gently sucking on the other's
softened dicks, I let Fred slide out of my mouth with a faint plop.
Fred did the same. I could feel some of Fred's cum dribble out of the
corner of my mouth as I passed out from exhaustion and a feeling of
being in a dream.
I woke up a couple hours later alone on the bed. In a way, I was
half surprised that I wasn't taken advantage of while I was out. Once
I realized where I was and what I had done, my first throughts were to
leave immediately. As I got up to start looking for my clothes, Fred
entered the room. He was wearing a bathrobe and a grin as I tried to
cover my soft and slightly sore dick. He said that he hoped I found
what I was looking for and that I should feel free to call him if
I wanted to have another lesson. He mentioned that if I really was
interested in a wild time, there would be a party hosted by the campus
Gay and Lesbian League.
I thanked him and said I wanted to leave. That's when Fred said
that my clothes were in the dryer and would be out in 10 minutes and
suggested that I take a quick shower before I left. My sore body was
in no mode to argue, so I walked into the bathroom. I could feel Fred's
eyes on my dick and ass the whole time.
The hot shower was just what I needed and seemed to wash away the
fatigue from the last several hours. I paid careful attention to
thoroughly washing my legs and dick and just had worked up a nice
lather when I heard Fred enter the bathroom. This time, I thought
for sure that I would be able to control myself in any situation
that could take place. I was so sure of myself that when Fred asked
if he could step into the shower with me, I agreed.
As he pulled back the shower curtain to step in, the first thing
he noticed was my lathered up dick. The first thing I noticed was that
Fred cock was mildly firm. I guess that my allowing Fred to shower
with me was an invitation because Fred took the soap and washcloth
and gently massaged my cock and balls. Incredibly, this action once
again started to produce pleasurable feelings in my gut. By keeping
my back to the water, Fred built up a nice lather and dropped the
washcloth and used just his hands to slide around my slowly growing
cock. This time, Fred took advantage of the lubrication to start
sliding his fingers around my asshole. Since I didn't object, he
started to gently probe my virgin asshole, slow and shallow at first,
but gradually deeper until it felt like his entire digit up to the
knuckle was buried inside me!
Needless to say, the effect of this new sensation was reflected in
my growing cock. I was still under enough control to know that I wasn't
ready to have a cock up my ass, but I also knew that I wanted to
cum again, and soon.
Fred eventually stopped and we rinsed off under the shower. Fred
stepped out first and grabbed a towel and gently dried me off, paying
special attention to my dick which was now about half way erect.
Without asking, Fred dropped to his knees and using his mouth,
brought me to full attention. After the recent orgasms, I was in much
better control and felt I could enjoy this for hours without cumming.
Fred had another idea though. Stopping the blowjob for a minute,
Fred asked if I had even fucked someone in the ass. As I shook my head
no, Fred got up off his knees and led me back into the bedroom.
Instead of getting down on his stomach or hands and knees, Fred
surprised my by having me lay down on my back. Before I could
question him, he grabbed the tube of K-Y, and once again started
sucking my cock to a rock-hard state again. While he was sucking,
I watched him spreading the grease around and inside his asshole.
After he was done, Fred quickly straddled me and, holding my stiff
prick straight-up, slowly impaled himself, ass first, onto my dick!
I had never thought ass fucking in this position was possible,
but I was able to lay completly still while Fred straddled my hips
and worked his ass up and down the full length of my cock! By not
having to thrust, I was able to keep fucking a lot longer. During
this time, Fred spread some K-Y on his dick and as I lot control and
started to cum in his ass, Fred started to come on my chest and
stomach. The spasms of the asshole contracting around my cock
while Fred came seemed to suck the cum right out of my balls. As
the final act, Fred licked his cum off of me.
I was done. This time I didn't bother to shower. I grabbed my
clothes out of the dryer, and left as fast as I could, but not before
getting Fred's phone number!
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