It was the early 1970s and I was a college student in Boston. Early in my sophomore year an older man, a lawyer named Frank, picked me up hitchhiking. He seduced me and that was my first sex with another guy, something I had often wondered about. I had a few more encounters with Frank but we had kind of lost touch with each other before that school year was over. Even a liberal Boston college campus was not all that gay friendly in the early 70s so I kept my bisexual side a deep secret from my classmates. I had several girl friends in college and projected a very straight image.
I spent the summer between my junior and senior years working on campus. We had a very nice fitness facility and I often worked out. One Saturday afternoon, I hit the gym and gave myself a good workout. There was only one other guy in the facility and we both seemed to head for the lockers at the same time. He looked to be about 30, was a bit over 6' tall and in very nice shape. As we undressed, I couldn't help but notice that he had a very nice cock. I tried not to stare but I kept trying to sneak surreptitious glances at it. It was thick and about 6" soft, I tried to imagine how much bigger it would be erect.
My attempts to appear discreet were not very successful. He did notice my attention. As we headed back to the lockers to dry off and change, he smiled at me and said "my name is Al, I am a visiting professor for the summer session." I smiled back and told him my name is Tom. We sat on the benches and chatted a bit. He invited me to visit him in the on-campus apartment the school provided for him. I quickly agreed.