Going deeper down the hole! Please leave me a quick comment

In the next few days, I was feeling a combination of feelings; elation, shame, confusion, curiosity, and excitement around opening up to the idea that I might prefer men sexually. I still had Billy's now crusty underwear at home, carefully hidden away, but easily retrievable. An odd trophy of sorts. I was sure I would toss them sometime soon, but I hadn't done that yet. I went to my classes at the community college, but I was just not into it. My mind always strayed to sex, thinking about Billy's scent, and wanting, no craving, more of that. It seemed like I was just walking through campus snap-evaluating all the guys. Yup, I'd suck that guy's cock. Yup, I want that dude's bone inside me. Yes, I want to lick that dude's armpit. I wonder what it would be like to kiss that dude. I bet that guy's cock juice would taste fucking awesome. I wonder what it would be like to press my dick between those ass cheeks? On, and on and on. I don't think I have ever been hornier in my life. Since I was horny all day, I was beating off excessively. I was surprised I could produce so much cum. A lot of fucking cum.

I was sitting in Algebra Class. Billy, as usual, off to my right. Today though, a new and pleasant surprise occurred. A transfer student from the East Coast had joined the group. I didn't notice him at first, as I took my usual seat, probably distracted by checking out Billy for the day, seeing his fat bulge, tantalizing my already obsessive thoughts. I looked forward, to clear my head, and saw the smooth chocolate brown neck of the new student. His skin was flawless, his long neck ending in a skin fade cut of dark hair, leading to a smooth mat of afro, topped by a longer tussle of softer curly hair. My senses are ever aware, I could smell him. He was wearing a sleeveless tee, with an artistic design on it. He was wearing a very light cologne, but his delicious man-scent hung over him. It was a hot day, and perhaps he had to jog a bit to make it on time. He raised his hand to ask the professor a question, and I could feel the blood in my body rush to my dick. First, his armpit was fucking hot, a mat of dark curls that looked like pubes, slightly moist. I leaned forward in hopes of a better whiff, and I got it. But then he spoke. He had a deep, sexy, voice, the kind I would want to hear in bed. Soft, manly, but a bit lively too, if that even makes sense. The bell rang, and by the time I collected all my shit, he was gone.

I headed off to study in the commons and grab a bite to eat. I was minding my own business, focusing on a paper I had to write, and suddenly felt someone's presence. I looked up and was shocked to see, the new guy standing in front of me.

He said, "Hey what's up? Mind if I join you"? in his sexy voice.

"Uhh yeah, sure", I mananged to stammer. "You just joined my algebra class, right"?

"Yup, just came here from Boston, the transfer was kinda complicated, and I lost a few credits, but all good, I'm just hoping to meet some new people, and........you know, just have a good time."

"Well, I hate to disappoint, but it is boring as fuck around, here", I chuckled. "You kind of have to make your own fun." That came out a bit more flirtation than I expected, and I looked away.

He looked me, right in the eye and said, "Well, half the fun is finding the fun, right?", and then held my gaze for longer than he should have, then broke into a warm smile, putting me at ease. "I am hoping somebody can show me around this shitty campus, I'm Derrek by the way."

"Yeah.....right, I am Colson, nice to meet you, bro."

I spent the next hour or so, showing Derrek around, and admiring his super hot body. Again, his skin was so perfect and consistent in color, everywhere. He was wearing shorts, so I could see both his arms and legs. They were smooth and hairless, but toned and muscular. His arms had sexy veins running down them. I imagined he had a bit of body hair as he also had a tiny scruff of hair on his chin. It made me wonder about his belly and the potential for a wonderful treasure trail leading to his package. And of course, the package........ He was definitely packing. I could see a nice solid mass of flesh, that had my mind racing for sure. The great thing is that we were completely at ease, and he actually seemed to get me. He had a similar sense of humor and laughed along with a few things we talked about.

We eventually parted, and Derrek said, "Man, I really appreciate the tour. I'll see you around. Catch you in class tomorrow, ok?"

"You bet dude, it was kinda fun to walk around. I have my head down most of the time, I need to get out a bit more", I said with a bit of a smirk.

Derrek surprised me with, "Well....... staying in can be fun too", then turned and walked away.

This left me with a "what the fuck" feeling of, did he just say that? Was he implying anything, holy fuck, was that some kind of a pass? My head was spinning for sure.

I continued to see Derrek in class, and we met up once in a while for coffee, or a bite to eat. He was always really nice, and every once in a while, he would sound a bit flirty, but I was still not sure. I mean, this guy was very handsome, very masculine, and could probably fuck as many girls as Billy beds down if he were to want that. If it were not for the occasional remark, I would see him as a straight jock, and be surprised that he even wanted to hang with me. As it was though, I was holding out for a stronger signal and would follow that lead. I didn't see the need to ruin a good, new friendship, over my potentially overactive imagination.

After class one day, Derrek casually asked if I wanted to come over to his apartment later to maybe have a beer, play video games, or whatever. I felt my stomach sort of drop, tried to keep my cool, and said that I would.

His place was not too far a walk, but everything seemed like it was in slow motion as we walked there. I had a million thoughts running through my head, and Derrek looked particularly good today, in a pair of black jeans, a casual thin shirt that his nipples poked through, and a pair of retro high-tops. The jeans were a bit worn in front, from his bulge literally wearing out the fabric a bit, I mean holy fuck. Plus, as usual, he smelled wonderful. Let's not forget that rich chocolate skin, that I wanted to lick. I was getting lost in my lustful fantasies.

"Colson, are you even listening to me", I suddenly heard Derrek say.

I snapped out of it, "Uh, shit, no, what did you say, sorry"

"I said, we are here, my door is the third one on the right, down that breezeway, follow me, dude"

We entered his place, and immediately I could smell him..... the musker man smell that lived in his apartment. It was not as though he were not clean, but just the kind of scent that lingers in sheets, or maybe in a cum rag left under the bed, or whatever. Maybe just a stronger concentration of his pheromones. Whatever it was, I liked it.

He plopped down on his couch, "You up for a game, you into Call of Duty?

"Sure Man, sounds good, you have those beers as advertised", I said.

"You bet, help yourself, they are in the fridge, will you get me one too?", he said in that deep voice, "While you do that, I am peeling out of these pants that are too fucking tight, and putting on some shorts, it's fucking hot out, make yourself at home."

I watched over my shoulder as he pulled off his pants, his member looking even bigger beneath his white briefs. He pulled on a pair of silk shorts, and as he did, his bulge caught on the waistband, then flipped inside. They were the kind of silk workout shorts that did not hide much.

"Colson, my man, if you are hot too, you can borrow another pair of mine if you want", he stated, "but........."

"But what?", I asked, wondering what he was getting at.

"But, I get to watch you change, since you seemed to enjoy glancing back at me just now", he said with a grin.

I stammered, "Uh, what, I uh, don't know what you are talking about, I was not really looking at you."

Derrek got a bit more serious, "Yes you were dude, I have seen you check me out before too, I know you like looking at me, so.......now I want to look at you."

I was nervous, but I was caught. This was it, the moment I had been wanting so badly. I had to run with it, and let it play out. "Derrek, do you want to see me naked? I mean, do you like guys?", I spit out.

"I don't know man, I know I like you, and I think I want to explore that," Derrek said as my heart raced. "I think I want to tell you what to do, like you know....make you do shit."

That got my attention, should I be concerned, I wondered. What kind of stuff might Derrek want? "Uh, yeah", I said nervously, "I like the idea of being told what to do, sounds fun" I laughed, a bit uncertain, but was not running away.

Derrek took this to heart and immediately got a bit more aggressive. "Get out of your clothes now, fag-boy", he commanded in his sexy voice, " I want to see that body of yours, peel your clothes off slowly."

I stood before him, undid my belt, let my pants fall to the floor, unbuttoned my shirt, shook it off, and stood before Derrek, my now very hard boner protruding from my boxers.

"Nice", Derrek said, "looks like you are enjoying yourself too, now take off those boxers too" he demanded. "Get on your knees and smell my bulge"

I stripped off my one remaining article of clothing and also stripped myself of any remaining dignity. I would do anything Derrek wanted at this point, I was quickly under the spell of his new aggressive persona. Naked, and on my knees in front of him, I could see the outline of his cock underneath his silk shorts. I pressed my nose to his soft bulge and inhaled slowly. It was 10 times stronger than the scent of Billy's shorts, cause this was the real fuckin' deal, and I loved it. It was soft, but I could sense movement and stiffening. Soon, the mound turned into a hard pole, poking me in the face. I pulled down on Derrick's waistband, and his full massive shaft bounced back and forth like a spring in front of my eyes.

"You like that cock, don't you faggot", Derrik whispered. "Good boy, lick that shaft, Mmmm, that's it"

I greedily licked his tool, I was amazed by the texture of his veins, so big that I could actually see the blood pumping through them. He was uncut, and the tip of his cock was still sheathed. He was hard as a rock, and his dick curved upward and to the left. A pool of sweet precum was starting to form at the end of his hooded member. It released and flooded down his dark chocolate shaft, and I watched as it followed the path of the largest vein. I have had my own, but tasting this amount of juice from another guy's dick made my head spin with lust. "Mmmmmmm baby, I love your cock, it tastes so good", I moaned.

"Lick my balls", Derrek commanded, as he started slapping my face with his curved thick pole. "I like hearing the sound of my meat on your face."

I moved downward, and look one of his large smooth balls in my mouth, and gently sucked on it. I let it pop out of my mouth, then took in the other. It was fun to play with his nuts while feeling the full weight of his big cock resting on my forehead.

"That's it, boy, suck on my sack, or better yet, lick my sweaty taint", he said as he pushed my head even lower.

The couch was behind him, and he plopped down on it, spreading his legs, and letting his cock stick straight up in the air, in its full glory. Still, in front of him, I took it all in, thinking what an amazing view it was. I had never seen a guy so up close and exposed. My heart raced. Derrek started to raise his legs, making his asshole fully visible to me, his sexy ball sack dangling above it like mistletoe.

"You like that view, bitch"? Derrek asked. "Slowly lick my taint, and eat my hole". I wanted it so bad, I watched as he clinched his hole and then released it, making his pucker wink at me. The lovely pink color of his soft anus was distinctly different from his stunning dark skin. I tentatively smelled his ass, and it had a sweet musky aroma, not at all off-putting. I licked down his taint, and then slowly let my tongue drag over his sensitive pink skin. I could feel him quiver as I did this, and he moaned in pleasure, "Yeah baby, that's it, you like tasting my ass". His deep sexy voice put me into a frenzy of lust and I started lapping at his hole, like a hungry dog. "Ummmmh, that's a good faggot, faggots love to eat ass, don't they"?, I just mumbled something incoherent and continued to pleasure my dark God.

Soon, I returned to his working his shaft. I opened my mouth wide, letting as much slide down my throat as I possibly could. I got about midway down before I started to lightly choke. I looked up to see Derreck's eyes rolled back in pleasure. I was determined to get his cock all the way down my throat. I was looking at his tightly curled black pubes, and I wanted to bury my nose in them, with Derrek's member stuffed snuggly in my mouth at the same time. I made it, and just rested there, unable to breathe and smelling the rich scent coming from his untrimmed pubic hair.

"Fuuuucccck," Derrek screamed, "Dude, that feels so awesome, what a good boy to take my cock like a pro". With that, I started a slow methodic bobbing, sucking just the tip of his cock, swirling my tongue around his head, and under his hood, then slowly letting his cock once again slip deep down my throat. I was in a trance, and lost track of time, just getting lost in his pleasure. He would occasionally moan, or tell me how good I was doing, or call me a cock sucking faggot. I loved the degradation as much as the praise.

Before much longer, I heard the words I craved to hear, the words I had been dreaming about for a while now. "Dude, I'm gonna cum", Derrick managed to spurt out in the deepest sexiest voice ever. I didn't let up, and soon my mouth was flooded with hot spurts of warm jizz. I could not contain it all, and it flooded beyond my lips, and down his thick shaft and balls.

"Derrek, your cum tastes so fucking good", I said as I looked up at him in awe. "I love your man juice, I love that I made you cum in my mouth". I continued to suck and lick his cock until it was clean, and no cum remained. His cock started to shrink from its impressive size to a wonderful chub that could easily fold into my mouth. I loved playing with it and continued pressing it against my face.

"Beat off for me fag boy, I want to see you cover my cock in cum". I stood and jacked off as commanded. I did more than cover his cock in cum, it sprayed all over his belly and even hit his chin. "Holy Fuck, what a good boy, what a good faggot, now clean that up too." I slowly licked up my seed, kissing my way up his torso, licking his treasure trail, beautiful abs, and nipples. My white pearls of cum were such a contrast to his deep dark skin tone. He looked so handsome in this moment, such masculine beauty. I hesitated, not sure if he wanted to kiss me. I did have to wait too long to find out, as I soon felt his hot mouth on mine. "Ummmmh, Colson, your cum tastes really good too", he said as my spunk spilled from my mouth to his.

We collapsed in a heap on the couch and snuggled. He was kind and gentle, and stroked my hair, talking to me with that sexy deep voice. I nestled on his chest, my olfactory senses keenly aware of our post-sex sweaty scent. I inhaled deeply, and drifted off to sleep, knowing that this would not be the last encounter, and excited that I had so much more to learn.