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He was a bumptious bundle of knowledge, an eager pupil of life’s carnal lessons. My hands held his hips as he thrust forward. Those smooth breasts of his perched invitingly at the edge of my lap, daring me to do the unthinkable – and I gladly obliged. With each thrust his sharp breath turned into soft moans of pleasure, until he burst forth with frenzied abandon, and I felt it – all of it – deeply – within me.

Sweaty bodies interlaced, desire rising like the tide, our inhibitions long gone. Eyes closed as soft lips meander across skin, hunger surging through veins. His strong grip pressing against me, my cries the only sound in the room. Our passion was beyond anything I’d ever known.

He closed his eyes and I took a deep breath before pushing forward, our moans combining as I slowly pushed my way inside him. His tight chamber gripped me as I went deeper, his body trembling with pleasure as I filled him until our souls were intertwined.

We were two drunken souls, dancing in our tighty-whiteys, eyes rolling, bodies aching with frustrated desire. He slowed our movements, pushing me closer, anticipation mingling with misery until his lips grazed mine and we succumbed to the inevitable. His hands explored my body as I clung to him, consumed by a raging inferno of pleasure and desire. Minutes, hours, days later, I lay in dizzying bliss, fulfilled and exhausted, my roomie a contented lover in my arms.

He was my college roommate, and we were both horny! We started kissing and his hands were exploring the contours of my body with fiery tenderness. His hard cock was ready for me and as I got on top I felt the thrill of anticipation. I pushed down onto him, feeling his tightness around me as he let out a deep throaty moan. As I rode him faster, he pushed harder. Sparks of pleasure filled my body as he thrust even harder, pushing deeper and faster until I shuddered and released all around him.

The lunch clock struck one, and clothing hit the floor like fallen leaves, neither noticing the sound of our moaning as we left our minds behind and embraced heated, heady afternoons of gay college lust. Skin on skin, tongues exploring, and two cocks now connected, creating a savage and sexy symphony.

The feel of his body pressed against mine was electrifying as I settled into the creamy warmth between his thighs. His strong hands explored my curves as he plunged into me, sending a wave of sensation that made me tremble. His manhood filled me completely as I experienced pleasure unlike anything I had ever known before.

He moaned as I entered, my rigid cock sliding inside him, pushing against his tight inner walls. I moved faster, the hot pleasure too much for me to keep under control. His body writhed beneath me, and I could feel the intensity of the pleasure radiating from deep within him. His whole world was my cock now, and I was the one in control.

Sweaty palms, heavy breathing, shirts ripped off and thrown on the floor, his lips exploring mine. I felt my body tense as he pressed his hot body against mine, pushing me to the bed in anticipation of a passionate night of college delights.

He stepped closer, stealing my breath away with his tight, musky, and unmistakably male scent. I felt my heart racing and my desire stirring as I looked up into his eyes, brighter than stars, filling the darkness with the raw intensity of his sexuality. I knew, without a doubt, that I was about to experience my initiation.