College Gay sex story – College students reunion – 2

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“It’s been so long.” Varun finally whispered. I brushed his cheek with my hand then ran my fingers through his hair again.

“Too long.” I said my voice barely audible.

“I’ve dreamed about us everyday since college.” He rubbed his hand across my chest.

“You missed it?”

“Yes.”

“You’ve never thought of fucking someone else; another man maybe?”

“Never. You?”

“Are you kidding? There’s no way I could fuck anyone else.” I said.

“It wouldn’t seem right, would it?”

“No. For some reason, making love to just any man isn’t exciting for me.”

“Same here.” Varun said then kissed me again. I wrapped my arms around my lover and plunged my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues found each other and they swirled and writhed around and round.

My chest burned not only from lust but the wonderment of whether we were actually attracted only to each other. I always rationalized I wasn’t gay because I wasn’t really attracted to men; but I was attracted to Varun. It made no sense.

I slowly slide my hand down his back until I found the cheek of his ass. I squeezed the firm mound and he pushed his pelvis against my dick. I responded by spreading my legs slightly as he slowly dry humped my groin.

Our kiss grew deeper. My hand inched its way toward the center of his ass, and then parted his cheeks. My fingers began probing for his asshole. Soon my middle finger found its prize and started massaging and circling his manly pussy hole.

Varun moaned softly into my mouth. I sensed him reaching for the lube on the bed and felt him shift his body to one side. I heard a click as he flipped open the tube and squirted a glob on his fingers as we continued to kiss.

He broke off our kiss and then shifted more to one side and lowered his arm. His hand glistened with lube on his fingertips. I saw it disappear below my scrotum and between my legs.

The lube was cool as it squished against my asshole. Our eyes met and lustful smiles spread across our face. Varun pushed a slick finger against my asshole. I relaxed and spread my legs slightly until my sphincter relented. It had been five years since my ass had been violated. I felt like a virgin, my pelvis tingling with excitement.

He finger fucked me slowly until my ass was well relaxed and lubed. He sucked my nipple teasingly then kissed me again. My heart beat faster and my breathing quickened. Our lips barely touched. We teased each other with our lips, his were luscious and tickled my own with moist, very light touches and gentle flicks of searching tongues that flickered in and out to meet the other.

“Varun.” I whispered onto his lips.

“Manoj.” He said.

“Fuck me.”

Time seemed to slow down at that point. Varun slid between my legs and knelt there long enough to squirt lube on his throbbing dick. I spread my legs further in order to fully expose myself to him and raised my hips slightly in anticipation for what came next as he prepared to replace his finger with his dick.

Varun grasped himself by his taunt dick. We were both about the same size in length having measured them in college. Neither of us had seemed to change much. We both were still over average in size with bulging veins now in search of relief.

He positioned the head of his dick against my puckered asshole. I held my breath briefly and relaxed. I could feel my ass quiver. He applied pressure. His flesh melded against mine. I relaxed more as he pushed his pelvis forward slightly. I raised mine to meet his.

Then I felt it. It was a familiar sensation that I hadn’t felt in a long time. But I had imagined it over and over in my dreams.

It was the smooth glide of the head of Varun’s dick that gradually pried open my ass and ever so slowly inched it’s way into me. It was this moment that was so exhilarating. My flesh molding over his and engulfing him, while he penetrated my most private sanctum.

Like a yawn, my asshole widened until the sphincter inched over the rim of Varun’s dickhead. With a subtle pop he entered me. I gasped slightly and tossed my head back. My mind reeled. The room seemed to momentarily spin. Varun was inside me and I felt as if my chest would explode. At that moment I gave myself to him all over again.

 

I spread my legs as far as I could manage and grasp the sides of the bed sheets. Varun slowly rocked forward and the shaft of his dick glided into me like a snake slithering into to hole. Deeper and deeper, he fed his dick. I wanted more, as much as he could give. He continued for what seemed an eternity, as I felt fuller and fuller, filling me fully.

I looked up. He propped himself up with his arms. His biceps strained over me and sweat began to bead on his massive chiseled chest. My dick bobbed below his rippled abdomen and his narrow waist slowly glided back and forth between my thighs as we began to fuck. It was an incredibly erotic sight.

Words are no match for the feeling of the moment. In college it had started out as two horny guys wanting to get their rocks off and experiment at the same time. But quickly it had evolved into a genuine desire to give us to each other. We honestly desired to please the other.

I mean after you’ve been as intimate with each other as Varun and I; then the bond is stronger than the typical male friendship. Even stronger, I think, than if we were avowed homosexuals. Because we had a secret and that secret was more than just the fact that we had fucked in college. We truly enjoyed giving ourselves to another man and in a manner that went beyond youthful experimentation.

Varun’s dick slid in and out, then back in again. I lifted my ass to meet each stroke. My own dick throbbed. A musty scent filled my nostrils only adding to the desire. A soft, rhythmic squishing sound matched the movement of the bed and contrasted with the growing groans that Varun and I emitted.

My dick was on fire. My chest burned. My eyes gazed into Varun’s and the sweat that now formed on his brow and his broad shoulders. I realized I wanted to give myself fully to him and it occurred to me that the feeling I was having at that moment was more intense than with any woman before Varun or after.

With my legs spread wide to accept him, I felt so vulnerable but so in control at the same time. The vision of two men joined together was a stark contrast when juxtaposed against stereotypical heterosexual sex. But I didn’t care.

Sure, it was forbidden. It was taboo. But it seemed more than just…well, anal sex or a homosexual act.

Then it occurred to me. It was more than just fucking someone’s ass or mouth. If it were just something for release, I could do that with any girl, or guy for that matter. But I realized, I couldn’t be in bed with another guy. Just Varun. Was it because of our secret lust for Gay sex with each other or was it more?

Varun’s stroked lengthened. My ass quivered. My dick bobbed between us. Varun began to moan louder and my ass squeezed and sucked at his dick like a tight pussy. Over and over I impaled myself onto his shaft as he drilled deeper and deeper into me.

“Fuck me, Varun.”

“I want you, Manoj.”

“Cum inside of me, Varun. Cum in me.”

“I’m about to cum, I want you.”

“Fuck me, Varun. Oh, you feel so good. Just fuck me, man.”

“Manoj.”

“Oh, shit Varun. I think I’m going to cum too.” My dick tingled.

“Manoj?” Varun’s words were almost breathless.

“What Varun? Don’t stop.” My body started to shudder uncontrollably.

“I love you, Manoj.”

“Oh, fuck. I’m going to cum, Varun.” I nearly screamed the words. My dick twitched then burned. Varun grunted. The sounds were guttural and animalistic. His strokes became purposeful and his hips jerked toward my ass. I fully accepted his flesh with each stroke. The room then echoed groans and grunts that seemed inhuman.

“I’m cumming, Manoj….I’m cum…”

Varun’s body stiffened. His hips jerked involuntarily. Then I felt it as well. Blissful relief. My body tingled, my thighs trembled and my ass clenched Varun’s dick tightly.

Streams of pearly fluid spurted from my dick; which twitched as involuntary as the spasms of Varun’s hips. I grasped the shaft of my dick and began to jack myself off in order to squeeze every drop of orgasm I could from the depths of my loins.

I lifted my hips high into the air as I vigorously stroked my shaft. My asshole relaxed somewhat and Varun began to slip even more easily within my sphincter as he filled me with cum of his own that now oozed out with each stroke.

It ended quicker than it began. White cum beaded on my stomach and dripped from my ass. Varun then collapsed into my arms and we lay there; breathless.

I don’t know how long we lay there. It took a while for our hearts to slow down and our breathing to become regular. Varun’s dick slowly slipped from my ass, a glob of cum with it. I didn’t want it to though; he could have stayed inside me forever, for all I cared. When it plopped out I felt a sense of emptiness and wanted him to fill me again.

Before long he lifted himself just enough off of me so that we were face to face. Our lips met and he kissed me softly, softer than any woman had ever kissed me.

“Did you mean it?” I asked.

“Mean, what?” Varun said.

“What you said. Was it just because you were about to cum?”

“That I love you?”

“Yes. Or was it something you say when you’re having an orgasm.”

“What do you think?”

“You never said that in college when we fucked.” I said.

Varun didn’t say anything for a few moments. “Hmm…I did say that I loved licking cum off your dick. ”

“Yea. Sure. A long time ago. What does that have anything to do with it?”

“How about your ass? Have I eaten cum out of your ass before?”

I thought back to those college years. Not only trying to remember, but trying to understand where this was going. “No. I can’t say that you have. Just my dick and only a few times then; I mean, when we were done fucking. So what?”

Varun nodded. He then started to slide down my torso. He kissed my dick briefly, then continued to work his way between my legs.

“Varun, what are you doing?”

Varun spread my thighs apart with his hands. His head then disappeared between my legs.

“Varun?”

He pushed my thighs wide. His nose nudged briefly against my scrotum. Then I felt a warm wetness mix with the sticky ooze that drained from my ass as his tongue glided across my sphincter.

“Varun? What?….” The words caught in my throat. For some reason I couldn’t control myself. I lifted my ass to meet his face. Varun moaned his approval and I felt his tongue probe then enter my ass.

He licked and probed with his tongue. He showered my asshole with kisses then tongue fucked my sphincter before licking cum from it, cleaning every drop that oozed. My hand rested on his head.

It was incredibly intimate and sexy. He had never done that before. It soon became apparent what was happening.

Varun wanted to show me how much he…

“Varun?”

Varun licked a few more times. I pulled him back up my torso. He seemed reluctant but crawled back up. I kissed him.

“Varun, I…” Varun put a finger over my lips.

“Manoj. Listen to me before you say anything. I’m not experimenting with something new, if that’s what you’re thinking. I just have this overwhelming desire….”

“…to be more intimate?” I said.

“Exactly. If there was someway I could be even more intimate with you, I would. I can’t get enough of you. I’ve decided. I love you, Manoj and not just because I’m cumming. Some men might say that with women, but…”

“You love me?”

“You’re going to hate me for saying that, aren’t you? Man, I’m sorry. Our first time back together, I just…”

I kissed him. Our tongues swirled. The kiss was deep. When our lips parted I looked into his eyes.

“Varun. I feel the same way. I love you too. I always have.”

“You mean, it doesn’t scare you off?”

“No way.”

“But, the things we feared…two guys. No one knows.”

“We’ll figure it out, Varun.”

“You mean it? You really think we can? You feel the same way?”

I rolled Varun off of me and onto his back. I then began to kiss my way down his stomach toward his dick. I kissed his dick briefly, then his scrotum before pushing his thighs apart.

“Manoj. Friend, don’t we need to talk? Figure this out?”

“Not now Varun. Do you love me?”

“Oh, man yes. I didn’t think I’d ever say that to a man, but yes…absolutely. I love you, Manoj.”

“Then shut up. I want to be intimate with my lover.”

Then for the first time I licked Varun’s ass. Now I know that sounds strange, but it was incredibly sexy and incredibly intimate. We had fucked in many positions in college and played out all kinds of fantasies; but we gradually found ways to be more and more intimate and in our own way we found yet another new adventure to show our love.

His ass was warm. His hole was puckered and pink. His scrotum was musky and his moans were a welcome sound. But it was dry and I planned to fix that soon too. He loved me and I loved him. And I wanted to love every part of him.

So for now; I fucked him with my tongue and he moaned. I moaned. My dick stiffened again and I licked harder. He moaned louder. And I couldn’t get enough of him. And I don’t think I ever will.