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    The College Friend Who Got Fucked Hard Af

    Fuck BoyBy Fuck BoyJanuary 3, 2024No Comments8 Mins Read
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    I remember it like it was yesterday. His face, his body, the‌ scent ⁢that lingered in the air as I walked in‌ his door. His college roommate had gone out of town for the weekend and here ‍I⁢ was,‍ alone with him. I ⁢had known ​him for almost two years, but this was ‍the first time I had ‍been alone with him and I could feel‍ the sexual energy⁤ thicken between us.

    He must have felt it too, because he made the‌ first move instantly, pulling me in for a passionate kiss. His lips ⁤were soft and ‌temptingly sweet and my body felt an intense urge to reciprocate. His hands were everywhere, exploring ⁤my body, as it seemed like we‌ were two magnets pulled together.

    We were both naked in an instant and he‍ pushed me down onto his bed, the heat ⁤continuing to radiate between us, ​as‍ he knelt between⁢ my legs and his⁣ heavy breathing intensified. His ​touch⁣ was forceful but tantalizing, ​as he thrust himself into me, sending pleasure and pain in⁣ one euphoric ⁤wave‌ of sensation, and I let​ out‌ a​ soft moan.

    For the next⁤ hour – I was⁤ lost‍ in this perfect moment of⁣ pleasure with this college friend who ‘got⁢ fucked hard af’.

    Table of ⁤Contents

    • 1. Late Night Study Session with a​ Raunchy Twist
    • 2.⁤ His Dick Was Like a⁤ Hammer to My Anvil
    • 3. Giving ⁢into Tantalizing Temptation
    • 4.⁣ Learning that You Don’t Have to Be “Top” for Everything
    • The‍ Way Forward

    1. Late Night Study Session⁤ with a Raunchy​ Twist

    1. Late Night Study Session with a Raunchy Twist

    The Lust-Filled Moment

    My friend and I had been studying for hours at the back table ⁢of the library, desperately slogging through our course work ⁣in ​an⁣ attempt to make our dreams come true.⁤ But all the while, ‍our tensions had⁣ been⁢ growing, not academic but ⁤physical, as if something more intense and powerful and⁤ carnal were boiling beneath⁣ the surface. We hadn’t said a single ⁢word about it, but I could sense it⁤ in ‍the air around us, and it ⁤was⁢ like a⁤ raging electric fire⁢ that threatened to consume ‌us both, ⁤if we ‌didn’t take action.

    I finally decided ​to ⁣make the‌ move. He didn’t even⁤ have time⁣ to react as I reached over the table,⁣ grabbing him and pressing‌ my lips hungrily against⁢ his. Our tongues explored each other ⁣feverishly, tasting the saltiness of⁣ the ​night’s​ stay in the library. ​His body clenched ‌beneath my touch, as he ⁣surrendered to ‍me ⁢and let me take control. And take control I did as I ⁣pulled him to ⁤his feet ⁢and into my arms, my hands feeling his tight muscles that quivered at⁢ my touch.⁤

    I felt ⁤the urgency ‍and ‌hunger and we could no ‍longer resist it. I carried him ‌out‌ of ⁢the library and back to ⁢my dorm room,⁤ where I wasted no time ⁣undressing and savoring his body with my eyes, before pushing⁣ him ⁣into my bed.​ With one swift motion, his legs came‌ up around my body and I ⁣ thrust⁢ deep inside him, our skins fused together in sweat and heat ‌and‍ pleasure, our sounds of pleasure rising up like a roar from the depths ⁣of passions‌ unleashed.

    Finally I drove him⁣ deeper into the mattress, gripping him powerfully with my⁢ hands as he winced and‌ gasped ‍in pleasure. I could feel his tight muscles and his soft groans as he pulsed and quivered, trembling as we both reached ⁢the‍ heights⁤ of ⁢pleasure‍ together. Then, with one last deep thrust, I could​ feel ⁣his body draining me with his own climax, and we finally collapsed onto my bed, spent ‍from⁤ our passionate‌ late night study session.
    2. His Dick Was ⁣Like ‍a Hammer⁢ to My‍ Anvil

    2. His Dick Was Like a Hammer ​to My Anvil

    1. My‍ Embrace of His Hard⁢ Body
    I opened the ⁤door to welcome him in the‍ room and ⁤he moved right to me. My eyes ⁣instantly ‍locked onto his and we knew what we wanted. We both craved​ it. We came together, ⁢our bodies embracing in a ⁤passionate clash of newly⁣ explored intimacy between two lifelong⁢ friends. ‍I felt his hardness ​through my clothes, causing‍ a heat ⁤to snake through my veins⁣ and tighten my skin with thrill. I wanted more of his force and vigor, before he closed the door with​ a gentle⁣ yet firm thrust.

    2.​ The Inevitable ⁤Piercing of His Hammer
    The ⁢furniture disappeared⁢ into the shadows and we‌ were nothing but​ blind lovers ⁣of ‍carnal ‍delight and wanton desire. I set my jaw and felt his craving ⁢for me course through my ‍veins. His⁤ hands ⁣roamed my body, ⁢setting mad rushes of pleasure to every corner of me. His mouth met ‍mine and his tongue invaded me. His force was⁤ too much ‌to resist, and I ⁢felt the tip of his Dick touch my Anvil. I shuddered and felt his Hammer pierce ⁤my soul, knocking ​me off my ‌feet and into⁢ a quivering state⁣ of absolute pleasure.
    3. Giving into Tantalizing⁣ Temptation

    3.‍ Giving into Tantalizing Temptation

    The second time ⁤I saw John, it was like ‍fate had brought us together. ⁢He was even more attractive than I ⁤remembered. His ‍perfectly toned body flashed before ⁤my eyes, arousing me instantly.

    We couldn’t help it, we were told not to break ⁤the house rules and yet, nobody ​was around. I felt John’s hands massage⁢ my body ⁤and reach ⁣my buttocks.⁤ Our kiss magnetically drew us closer. His touch felt electric as it ​moved deeper and ⁣deeper on⁢ my body, while his masculine⁢ scent ‍filled my nostrils. ‌

    My‍ strength was influenced⁤ by the surges of pleasure coming from ‌his⁤ touch as he ⁤dug deeper and deeper. ‌Trying to​ slow him down, I ‌slightly ⁢pulled back, but John was relentless. He pushed his way and​ entered me so fast that ⁢my body ⁣released a string​ of‌ highly ‍erotic moans.

    For​ a short while‍ he ⁢kept fucking me hard and fast ‍and all I could do was to savor ⁤every single thrust until I had reached my climax. He then ⁣slowed down and proceeded⁢ to take his time to make sure I would experience multiple​ climaxes that night.

    When it was all⁢ over, ​I felt like a different man – the ‌man I had ⁢always wanted to ​become. A man who wasn’t‍ afraid to take‍ what he wanted, no ⁢matter what the consequences.
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    4. Learning that You Don’t Have to Be​ “Top”⁢ for Everything

    He was in town for the weekend from out of‌ state,‌ and we could barely ⁢contain our excitement at the prospect of being able ‌to ⁤finally‍ spend time ⁣together. We had been good friends⁢ in college, and⁤ had⁤ since kept ‌in touch. The ‍passion between us had always been palpable, ‌but‍ not⁢ acted on,⁢ and now ‍the opportunity had presented itself.

    Driving around town, our conversations intensified to an entirely new level. There ‌was no holding back; I’d never felt like I had⁢ to censor my communication with him before, ‌and it felt‌ both empowering and sexy. We agreed to a private spot, and got out and ⁤just stood ‌there staring ⁢at each other for what seemed like forever.

    His voice became low and husky. He said, ‍”You can ⁤be the top, or ⁢I can. ⁤Do⁣ you want me to take ‌care⁤ of ​you?” And⁢ I did; I felt that I wanted⁢ to surrender that particular moment to him.​ I’m⁢ usually a ‌top, ⁤but learning that I didn’t have to ‍be “top” for everything was​ surprising and ‍stimulating. Taking his invitation,‌ I allowed my body to relax ⁢as ⁢he took control, ‍and ‍together we explored a world that I’d been eagerly anticipating for years.

    He pushed ​me onto the bed and⁤ wasted no time getting⁢ to the point. His movements ‍were strong and ⁣assured, his cock ​working me in ways ⁣that⁣ sent pleasure rippling through every nerve. He delivered pleasure⁤ with every thrust, and I ⁣began to experience‍ heights of⁤ enjoyment that I’ve rarely encountered⁤ since. Now I⁢ understand that regardless⁣ of ‌my dominant⁤ role, allowing‍ someone to make love to me can ⁢be just​ as⁣ ecstatic, and that I really don’t‍ need‌ to be “top”⁢ for everything.

    The Way Forward

    The morning after I had been thoroughly and deliciously​ ravished by‍ my college‌ friend, I‌ awoke with a sense of ‌sublime ​contentment. His gentle caresses⁢ filled ​my body with a sense of pleasure, each ⁢reverberation lasting ⁣longer than the last. He had fulfilled my⁢ wildest desires, delivered unto me a night of electrifying pleasure and allowed me to surrender myself to⁤ merry congress of wanton abandon.

    As I lay there in my bed, ‍recalling⁢ the feel of his inhabiting touch, I⁣ was sure of one thing: that no matter how far away ‍from college, and each other, we traveled, I ‌would always ⁢carry ⁤with me the ⁢memory of my ‌college‍ friend ⁢and the ‍night we ⁢shared. ⁣

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