GRADUATE SCHOOL LIFE WAS WILD – part three

WILD GUYS, WILD SEX

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Me, Richard de Orizaba

By Richard de Orizaba

I met a young couple that came to stay a few days in the basement of Anarchy House. For six bucks per day you could come to Anarchy House and just sleep in your sleeping bag and you could shower and have a bathroom or even use the kitchen. This couple was from Carbondale and she was a drag queen and her husband was interviewing for a job at the university; having just graduated from SIU with a degree in design and landscape architecture. Their names were Kitty and Bo. Bo was the most handsome of guys and super straight looking. Kitty was a transvestite and had been an entertainer in St. Louis. I mention this because I once had gone to see one of her performances and it was excellent; it stayed in my mind because the tranny used her own voice to sing, never had to lip sync.

Bo started working for the University and Kitty was just a stay at home wife. It was one of those odd marriages, if you can call it that but they were very happy. That is when Kitty told me the whole story which I posted earlier (Life after drag)

I sure fell head over heels over Beau and even put the moves on him one afternoon but the guy was so terribly loyal to Kitty that I even commended him although I got frustrated as hell. Here is one dude who was totally faithful.

Then there was this student who was so heavily tattooed I called him “my well illustrated lover”. The tats were a total turn on and so was his body. He was cut but not too big. He only had one flaw that he was very self conscious of: a big diagonal scar on his lower abdomen the result of an operation. But he was versatile. We would flip flop like pancakes at a diner and it was fun.

I went out with a few guys in between Jonathan and my rowing team. One was this thirty-something type who had he most delicious cock and a very sexy muscular body. He worked for the college in the admissions department. I really don’t know what his function was but he was great in bed and he was a very welcomed top. He would fuck me for hours and then drink my cum as he was fucking me…great flexibility.

The parties at Anarchy would go until all hours of the morning and at times you would find people passed out on couches and on the floor. Some would be in different stages of undressing and would even be sporting woodies…I did get to suck quite a few of those.

JONATHAN PUCK

Jonathan David Tuck was one of these broody, extremely sensitive dudes. He was so handsome it actually hurt to look at him. I met Jonathan at one of the Anarchy House parties. He was higher than a kite and yet he was coherent and functioning at a relatively normal level. “Hi, my name is Jonathan Puck” he said to me as he shook my hand. “I’m Richie, Puck? As in the building? I asked. “Yeah, that was my grandpa who donated it to the University” That left me with little doubt that the guy was loaded. Not that it matters much to me since my family is fairly well to do and it takes an awful lot of money to impress me.

“Can I get you something to drink?” I asked. “A soda would do, my throat is dry” Jonathan replied. “That must be from smoking those nasty weeds" I said and he laughed.

“Can I ask you a very indiscreet question? Jonathan asked. “Sure, go for it” I said. “Do you find me attractive? Because I find you so hot and would like to get intimate with you” Jonathan asked.

Talk about direct and to the point, this dude was not wasting any time. So I told him that I was gay and that I found him devastatingly beautiful. “Do you want to come over my house?” He asked. He had a house, now that is refreshing. Most of the students live in dorms. “Come on, let’s go to my house, I can hardly wait to get my hands on your body”. For some guy who is sensitive and demure I thought he was very aggressive. We walked away from the party and got into his car. He had one of these Italian sports cars, I am not sure if it was Ferrari or Maseratti, in any case, it was expensive and there was snow on the ground still from the days before but this car could handle anything.

We got to his house which was waterfront property right on the Connecticut River and it was a bit modern, kind of what one might expect to see in Colorado, all decorated with native American rugs and a lot of pine paneling. The fireplace was massive and Jonathan got it going.

“Oh, man, you are one of the sexiest guys on campus”. He told me as he came nearer and started to kiss me. It didn’t take him long to put his hands beneath my sweater and started to caress my chest. I in turn went for his ass. I knew he would be a bottom and I was right. As soon as I grabbed his ass, he responded by wiggling it and surrendering to me. Then he said: “You know that I wanted to meet you, don’t you?” I said: “No, I was not aware, tell me” He answered: “well, you see, I was dating Heath and he was telling me what a great guy you are and how good looking, what a stud you are in bed and I sort of became curious”. “I see” It is all I said. Now I understood. He was dating Heath and it wasn’t working out because they are both bottoms.

The fire in the fireplace was now crackling and going strong. We started to undress and the warmth of the hearth was actually making us perspire. Jonathan had a very nice body for a rich kid. It was not muscular or even the type that athletes have but he was firm and his body was young and felt so good to the touch. His silky white skin was just a pleasure to lick. He did wear deodorant but the armpits were not bushy, just a few tufts of black hair. But what fascinated me was his butt. In contrast with the rest of his body, I guess you could say that he was far more abundant in the ass department. It was rounded and firm and he wore very tight jeans.

Jonathan knew full well that he had a nice butt and he was going to let me use it to conquer my affection. He unbuttoned my jeans and took out my dick. Jonathan was not prepared for what was in front of his face. I guess Heath also told him I had a big dick, but Jonathan had not assimilated that fact and now with the ten inch dick in front of him he was totally “in lust”. “Oh, Richie, that is the biggest dick I have ever seen, I would like to have you shove that into my ass” I said: “And that ass of yours is something else, I would love to fuck you until you beg for mercy” His answer was: “Oh, Richie, please fuck my ass, I want it, I want to feel that big cock of yours inside of me, I want you to make me your bitch”.

“For sure, but first I want to eat that delicious ass of yours” and I started to rim him. Jonathan was just going out of his mind with the pleasure.

THE BIG FUCK “Oh, my God, oh, Richie, that feels so good, oh, oh, I want you to fuck me” So I went for it and put on a condom and started to invade his pucker hole. Jonathan was tight but not so much that it would not allow me entry. When the head went in, he gasped and put his hand over his mouth. I pushed in a little further and he gasped again. Then I began to move a little until I was pumping at regular intervals and Jonathan was whimpering, making these very feminine sounds; if I didn’t know any better, I could have sworn I was fucking a woman. But it felt good. I get turned on when I am fucking a big, butch body builder because it is a power trip and it is so much fun to see all these super butch guys get it up the ass. Now with Jonathan it was just so different. He was totally passive and a total bottom. His satisfaction in sex was derived from having a stud fuck the shit out of him.

Now I was pumping that ass with all my might. It was sliding in and out with ease yet it was feeling tight to me. Jonathan had a very well trained asshole. He would contract his muscles as I pulled out my cock and relax when I was plummeting into him. I was going all the way to my pubes and all Jonathan could do was just take it and go out of his mind with pleasure. The incredible noises that were coming out of Jonathan was my reward. I knew this dude was getting fucked and fucked hard but he was enjoying every minute of it. Soon it was too much for him and he stated to let out these wailing sounds and I knew it was a precursor to his own orgasm. He caught most of it in the palm of his hand and offered it to me to lick. I did and it tasted wonderful! Once I have cum in my mouth I shoot. My orgasm was one of those long, uninterrupted ones. I usually cum in streams that are interrupted by contractions of my urethra but this time it was one long, mind blowing pleasure filled event. There was no interruptions, no streams of jizz, just one long and exhausting orgasm.

The condom was still clinging to my cock and it was weighed down by the sheer size of my abundant ejaculation. Just like Heath did, Jonathan took off the condom from my dick while I laid on my back totally spent and he drank the contents, smacking his lips and savoring every drop. He even turned the fucking rubber inside out to not waste any of the precious liquid.

After that, we went to sleep and we went at it again a couple of more times, each time was just as good as the last and then he started to tell me that he was tired of the cold and the snow and he wanted to go to Cancun for Spring break. He asked me if I wanted to go with him and I agreed. He took me back to Anarchy House and the day went boringly without any incidents, my normal classes being what they were, just a drag made more cumbersome by the fact that I got very little sleep the night before.

When the day was over, Jonathan showed up at Anarchy House and told me he got us both tickets and made reservations to go to Cancun. I didn’t know what to say so in order not to appear rude and ungrateful I thanked him and offered to pay for half of it. He would not have any of that. He said that I was going to be his guest and he intended to wine and dine me because of all the people who have ever fucked him, I was the one who had given him total satisfaction and that deserved further interaction between the two of us. I think that what he was trying to say is that he wanted us to be lovers but he came short of suggesting that. He even asked me to move in with him but I told him that I would spend the weekends with him but his house was a bit too far to walk to school every day.

He defended his position by saying that he had a housekeeper and he sent his laundry out, that there was a shuttle that took you from the bridge to the center of campus and if you timed it right you never had to walk very much. That is what he did most of the time. The rest of the time, when the weather was good he rode his bicycle which was the most popular means of transportation in school. He always had his car parked in the garage. I guess it was a collector’s item and he hesitated to take it out.

For the next week and a half we were inseparable. I would come over and cook for both of us and he would set these very beautiful tables, complete with the candlelight and very fine china and silver he owned. He never would pick it up and retire the service, leaving it to the housekeeper that would come in the next day. She lived across the river in Vermont and would actually come by boat. When the weather was bad or it got too cold, she would actually drive.

The time came and I drove my car to Boston and left it at the airport. Jonathan and I took a flight to Miami where we changed flights to Cancun. When we arrived, we had a whole suite for ourselves. It had a large living room, two bedrooms and a kitchen. It came with butler service but we had no use for it. All was well when we were in the room and made passionate love most of the afternoon after taking some serious rays and a dip in the ocean.

But when night came he insisted in going out and finding a good place to eat. After a great dinner, he insisted in going to the clubs. Most of the clubs in Cancun are filled with spring break college kids who are for the most part straight. There are very few venues for gays but that did not stop Jonathan from picking up this guy and brought him back to our suite to have a three way. He was from Georgia and had a nice body and a cock that was really big, not as big as mine but he was in my opinion a little better looking than me. But this three way was totally unexpected and it put a whole new perspective on our relationship that is if there was going to be any relationship.

I think that Jonathan was a spoiled brat who was used to having everything he wanted. He never had to work hard for anything and it showed in his choices for relationships. As it was, he was so emotionally immature to preventing him from being faithful. I took it all in stride and even had a great time with all the three ways and eventually a very incredible orgy Jonathan got us into.

The tearooms at the college are cruisy although I never saw any glory holes. The cruising went on and they would pick up one another and go to their rooms. In this case, this guy may have been straight and he was annoyed because he was being cruised so he gives the bird