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College Roommate Fucked Me in the Ass!

The year was 1987 and the place was a stuffy dorm room in a college far away from home. There I was, a naive freshman who’d never even heard of homosexuality, let alone experienced it.

The night was filled with anticipation and the sweet smell of desire. I watched as my roommate undressed. His toned body glowing in the moonlight, and my heart raced as I felt my own desire stirring deep within me.

He came to me, wordlessly and without warning, and kissed me passionately. His hands moved expertly over my body, exploring and teasing me until I no longer had any control of my own wild desires.

That night he took me gently, and entirely, all the way in, pushing himself deep into me until I felt my eyes burn with tears of both pain and pleasure. He filled me with a sensation unlike anything I’d experienced before; my body shook and quivered with a pleasure I didn’t quite understand, but could never quite forget.

The night was over much too quickly, but the memories remain forever burned in my mind. I learned a great deal about myself that night, and will never forget the man who opened my eyes to the pleasures of being gay. That college roommate fucked me in the ass, and I will never be the same….

Table of Contents

• 1. My Roommate, My Lover: A Story of Unbridled Passion
• 2. So Much More than Homosexuality: Exploring the Depths of Intimate Connection
• 3. Ravishment and Reclamation: A Journey of Gay Anal Pleasure
• 4. Emerging from the Bedroom: Embracing the Freedom of Unconventional Love
• Key Takeaways

1. My Roommate, My Lover: A Story of Unbridled Passion

I Awakened to a Sensation of His Tongue

• My eyes opened up to the sensation of his warm tongue moving up the inside of my thigh.
• He was on all fours, snaking his tongue up my body, tasting my skin in a passionate frenzy.
• His hands slid up and grabbed at my back, spreading my legs and pushing his body against me.
• I felt his manhood pulse and throb against me, pushing me further and further into oblivion.

Intense Pleasure Swept Over Me

• A wave of intense pleasure radiated through my body as he entered me.
• The warmth of his hard, throbbing cock felt amazing as it surged deeper and deeper inside me.
• He grabbed at my hips and slammed me down onto him, our bodies becoming one.
• The pleasure was unbelievable, as we explored each other’s bodies and moved together in perfect harmony.

2. So Much More than Homosexuality: Exploring the Depths of Intimate Connection

We locked eyes, the intensity palpable. I felt almost as if our fate had been predetermined, and that we both somehow knew what was to come. As he moved in closer to me, I could feel my body quivering in anticipation and my heart beating faster. His lips were inches away from mine, and I could feel his breath on my face as I leaned in for the kiss. There was something about the velvet softness of his lips that sent intense waves of pleasure through me, and for the first time I felt completely in tune with someone else.

The kiss lasted a lifetime, but eventually we were forced to break away from each other. But the night was far from over. I knew that when he beckoned me with a smile to his bedroom that something else entirely was about to happen. We quickly shed our clothes and embraced each other naked, and as I felt his body quivering and shivering against mine we both allowed ourselves to get lost in the moment. As I lay there feeling him deepen the kiss, I could feel him guiding my body downwards. His fingers ever so slightly caressing my skin and making their way to my tight, eager ass. In that moment, I allowed him to penetrate me, and I felt myself beginning to become deeply aroused as every inch of him entered me.

As I gasped for more, he pushed even deeper, sending waves of pleasure washing over me. I felt him fill me up and it was more than I had ever experienced before. I rode every inch of him until we both reached our climax, and it was a moment of intense pleasure and ultimate bliss. As we drifted off into a peaceful sleep afterwards, I truly felt like I had reached a level of pure intimacy that I had never known before.

3. Ravishment and Reclamation: A Journey of Gay Anal Pleasure

I laid back on the bed, my eyes closed. My breath was shallow, my heart beating quickly as I heard my college roommate strip down to nothing. He was standing at the edge of the bed now, and I felt myself open up as I saw he was aroused.

He grasped my hand and guided it down his chest and stomach. Reaching his shaft I cradled it, marveling at the feel of its warmth and hardness. From there he directed me to his butt, telling me to caress the tight roundness of his cheeks. I obliged, soon growing aware of his arousal as his hips began to buck and thrust in time with my motions. He then placed my hand between my legs, as he pulled his fingers over my erect cock. I trembled with anticipation as he straddled me.

Taking the lube in his hands, he coaxed the tightness of my entrance, the slick feeling of the gel enhancing the sensations that surged through my body as he eased himself inside. Gently at first but with increasing pressure and urgency, he pounded away, our sweat blending, body rocking and cries echoing throughout the room. He then pulled back, hands pressing my hips as I thrust my hips forward, my hands finding his chest as I felt myself come undone. Gripping my waist, he reached his orgasm and I felt my own arrive, our shared pleasure and pleasureful agony reverberating throughout. In these moments I felt truly ravished and reclaimed.

4. Emerging from the Bedroom: Embracing the Freedom of Unconventional Love

I was already sexually frustrated, and exhausted after a long night of studying when my college roommate strolled in and found me sprawled out with my books, trying my best to focus. I could already feel the air around us heat up when I saw his gaze lock onto mine from across the room.

He propped himself against the doorframe, and for a few long moments, we simply stared. Judging. Deciding. Attaching. Trying to break through the palpable tension around us. The next thing I knew, he nervously moved toward me, and bent over the bed. His gaze became more intense as he started to unbuckle his belt. I felt the excitement rush through me.

• My heart was pounding.
• His hands were exploring me.
• The heat of our breaths mingled.
• We had both stepped out beyond common boundaries.

We were both willing and ready to explore our shared desires as we slowly moved together in an unsatisfied hunger for the ultimate physical pleasure. I felt my inhibitions completely evaporate, as my body succumbed to his touch. I felt liberated as he plunged deep inside me. That night, the pleasure was unlike anything I had experienced before as we sought pleasure in a unique and forbidden state of romance and companionship. Every movement seemed to push us further apart and closer together at the same time. I wanted him to keep going, I wanted it all, and he was all too eager to offer it up. As he finished, I felt the bittersweet thrill of being alive. I felt liberated, and welcomed us feeling.  For the first time, I accepted, acknowledged, and embraced the freedom of unconventional love.

Key Takeaways

The moment I felt the full force of his thrust, I heard him moan deeply and felt an overwhelming sensation of pleasure and gratification. Every inch of me was alive and consumed with the ecstasy that only comes from two men exploring each other in a passionate embrace of raw, animalistic pleasure – an act no more natural than the very breath I breathed. As the waves of pleasure washed over me, time seemed to cease, until eventually, the ecstatic yet bittersweet moment had faded, all that remained was a certain feeling of intense satisfaction and delight – thankfulness that such a thing as passionate, erotic love could be shared in such a powerful way.