It was getting close to when I had to commit to where I was going to go to college in the fall. I was leaning towards picking State and my mom was telling me I really needed to go for a campus visit. She suggested that I call Bruce, that she was sure he'd be happy to give me a place to stay and give me a campus tour. It had been over a month since the "night" he turned me into a one time cocksucker, and I had done my best to put it out of my mind. After all, I'm not gay. If mom knew what had happened, she would forbid me from ever talking to Bruce again, much less go spend the weekend with him. She kept nagging me to call Bruce, so I finally agreed to call him.
I called Bruce and he recognized my voice and said it was great to hear from me, that he was hoping I would call. I explained the purpose of the call and he indicated he would be happy to give me a tour and I could stay at his apartment. He gave me his address and I Told him I'd be driving up Friday afternoon, getting in around dinner time. All week I thought back on the night. I had to admit to myself that he was the best kisser I had ever kissed, in spite of being a man, the only man I had ever kissed. And I had to admit that sucking his cock was a real thrill, and I had surprised myself at how eager I was to eat his cum, and loved it. I kept telling myself that sucking cock once did not make me gay, and I was determined that nothing else would happen this weekend.
On the drive up to campus my mind kept wandering to the memory of his great cock. I could see it and taste it. I quickly thought of something else, anything else, as I was not gay and wasn't going to do anything gay. I figured I'd be safe as I was sure his fiancé would be tagging along.
I arrived, parked and went into the building and caught the elevator up to his apartment. I knocked and Bruce answered and invited me in. It was an efficiency apartment. He grabbed my bag and threw it on the one, only bed. At least it's a queen, as I remember thinking that before. He mentioned that his fiancé had to go home for the weekend, so it would be some good man time. I wasn't sure what he meant by that.
He asked if I was hungry, and I said I was starved. He said there was a great pizza place just off campus, and we headed out. On the way we were passing the student gym.
Knowing I was a gym rat that loved to work out, he suggested we check it out. I was amazed how big it was when we walked in. There were huge free weight, weight machines and cardio areas. He said the best feature was the lap pool and sauna. We had to enter through the locker room, which was also impressive. As we walked through, there was a serious weight lifter that had just gotten out of the shower. He had to be 250 pounds of pure muscle, dark tan, and covered with just the right amount of manly, sexy dark hair. He was standing there completely naked, towel drying his long dark hair. His big, uncut cock was swinging as a result of his hair drying efforts. I took it all in as we went past to the pool. It was an amazing gym that I would definitely use.
As we drove to the pizza joint Bruce asked me if I was gay. I answered no, why would you ask me that? He said he noticed me staring at the stud in the locker room. I said I definitely noticed him, who wouldn't. Bruce said he noticed him, too, but he said he was watching me and noticed that my stare was focused on his cock and my head turned and I continued to stare even after we had gone past him.
We parked and were walking in to the pizza joint and I noticed a bar next door that had the rainbow flag in the window. I wasn't expecting to see a gay bar, but what the hell... We ordered a large meat lovers and a pitcher of beer. The beer was going down easy, as I was thirsty from the long drive. We were just finishing the pitcher when the pizza arrived, some we ordered another pitcher. It was getting late and I was getting tired, so when we finished the pizza and beer we headed back to Bruce's apartment.
We got back to the apartment and started getting ready for bed. Bruce commented that a queen was big enough for us last time, so I was welcome to share his bed. I didn't want to sleep on the floor, so I accepted. We both stripped down to our boxers, Bruce put on some music and turned off the lights. There was enough light coming through the windows and I noticed Bruce take his boxers off. I could see his awesome cock in the low light and he saw that I noticed and was staring at his cock. He climbed into bed and said he preferred sleeping naked, and suggested that I should too. I also prefer to sleep naked and pulled my boxers off.
I lay still, listening to the music and waiting for Bruce to make a move. I planned on stopping him and not allowing a repeat of the "night". I kept telling myself I'm not gay. I lay there through several songs, wondering why he wasn't making a move. I kept telling myself that I didn't want to stroke his cock, lick it, take it deep in my throat and taste his delicious cum.
His stillness was driving me crazy. I noticed I had a raging hard on thinking about sucking his awesome cock. I couldn't stand it any longer and rolled over and grabbed his right peck and started massaging it as I licked and nibbled on his left nipple. I heard Bruce moan. I stared licking and kissing my way down his stomach as I grabbed his growing cock.
This time I needed no urging, and eagerly began licking his big cock. Bruce moaned and told me to suck his balls. I licked the sacks and then sucked one and then both into my mouth, massaging them with my tongue. They were so big I could barely get them both in my mouth at the same time. I continued to stroke his cock as I enjoyed having his balls in my mouth. I wanted to get his cock back in my mouth, so I allowed his balls to slip out of my mouth and quickly filled it with his big cock, taking into my throat, humming on it as I bobbed slowly the entire length.
