MY IVY LEAGUE COLLEGE WAS WILD –part two

SOME OF THE BEST SEX AND THE GOOD TIMES HAPPENED WHILE I WAS IN GRADUATE SCHOOL

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By Richard de Orizaba

Then in the middle of the semester we had a young dude move in after some guy overdosed and left school for rehab so that his room became available. This was a young kid, about eighteen and gorgeous. His hair was black and he had a piss poor attempt at a beard and the moustache was all but a shadow. Chances are he had not been shaving for long. His eyes were of the deepest blue and his body was slender but firm.

His name was Heath and he had to move because the roommate he got stuck with was this homophobic asshole and they went at it a couple of times. His roommate even called him Heathen Heath and it got to be too much for him.

And here he was, in the living room and I came down to check on the bulletin board for any postings. And Heath looked at me and it was the sweetest expression and the most longing look that I have to receive from anyone to this day. It was as if this was a sad puppy in the pound urging me to take him home and make him mine.

“Hi, my name is Richie, welcome to Anarchy House”. I greeted him and extended my hand. He looked at me with the intensity of a prosecutor. I guess he was trying to figure me out. But I like that, I was taught by my father that whenever someone extended their hand and looked at you in the eyes, that person was a good one and did not have anything to hide. But on the other hand, if the handshake is wimpy and they are looking elsewhere instead of your eyes, they had something to hide and chances are they are not good human beings. I have taken that to heart and it has served me well to this day.

But before we let go of our handshake, I looked at this fresh face. It was truly extraordinarily beautiful. He was about the same height as me but a little thinner and with fewer muscles. I thought he would be a bottom for sure. Yet I didn’t know at that point the story of the forced move.

But as soon as Heath lowered his eyes, they went straight to my bulge. I knew then that he was interested and just the thought of having him in bed started to get me excited. I was getting a hard on by having him look at my crotch.

Naturally, since my pants were tight and my dick being the size it is, Heath looked at it and raised his eyebrows. “Wow, man, it looks like you are well endowed, I would like to find out more”.

“You want to come up to my room?” He just nodded and we went upstairs. “What a neat place you have, this is one of the best college dorm rooms I have ever seen, it is quaint and private” But before he could say anything else, I grabbed him and kissed him and he returned my advances by opening his mouth and allowing my tongue to invade his mouth completely. He was sucking on my tongue and he was hungry.

Whenever I see a young, firm pretty ass like his, I totally lose it. I had to eat that boy pussy. I propped him with pillows and his ass was a good two feet from the floor while the rest of him just went limp. I approached it with caution but soon found out he was completely clean. My tongue was following the crack and eventually I hit the target. When I licked around the pucker a couple of times, Heath was whimpering. “Oh, uhm, oh, oh, yes, eat my ass” as my tongue, which is very long, was penetrating his pucker hole at least an inch or two inside.

I quickly grabbed a condom from the side of the mattress and put it on; never leaving the job I was doing for one moment. I put on the rubber without even looking. Then I substituted the tongue for my cock. The head just pressed the opening and he welcomed it with more whimpering and sounds that were turning me on even more. By the time I got the whole ten inches into him, Heath was just voicing his pleasure aloud and it sounded like a hysterical woman being fucked. I knew then that this guy was a good fuck. His body underneath me felt just right and so good that I was now pumping with all my might. Heath then said he was cumming. “oh, oh, my God, I am not even touching myself and you are making me cum, oh, oh, aaaaaahhh” and I caught it all with my cupped hand and fed it to him. I took some of it and when I sensed that sweet taste of jizz in my mouth I shot my wad into his ass.

When I pulled out, the fucking condom was like an inflated balloon. There must have been at least half a cup of semen in the condom. Heath took it off my cock and drank the contents as if it was the last drink of water left in the desert.

We went out a few more times, I took him to dinner and we went to the Ice festival together. But Heath was still very immature and unable to make a commitment. Soon the size of my dick and getting fucked in the ass by my magnificent tool made little difference to him and he started to date other guys.