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When I arrived at college, I shared a room in the residence with Tully. Our dorm was at the end of the passage and in the room across from us, Abel and Seb were accommodated. Tully, Seb, and Abel instantly hit it off as they were all on scholarships to achieve physical education degrees. They had been recruited to the university, because of the disciplines they excelled at in track and field events.Tully was a javelin expert, Seb was an excellent discus thrower, and Abel was a brilliant practitioner of shot put. All three were hunky and hot. Abel, unsurprisingly, was not only the heftiest of the three but also the most handsome. Although I was the odd man out, being gay, amazingly they all treated me very genially. Naturally, I was constantly ribbed by them but it was always in a light-hearted and friendly manner. I was often bear hugged by one or the other before my hair got ruffled and my backside received a friendly slap, making me feel like a favourite toy.Nudity did not appear to worry the three buddies and my poor heart frequently had to endure, not only their incredible masculine bodies, but their dicks flopping about. All three guys had very decent knobs. Abel’s cock was cut and the thickest of the three. The shaft was very fat and he had an oversized dick-head that looked like a ripe red fruit stuck on the end of it. I often wondered about the strain a girl would experience as Abel’s bulbous knob-head popped in and out of her pussy.Seb and Tully were uncut and Seb’s cock was longer and thinner than Abel’s. Tully, however, had the most unusual of the three knobs, which resembled a boomerang. The wider midsection of his dick tapered toward either end and curved distinctly to the right.Saturday nights were usually party time for the three blokes, and although I did accompany them to the bar on one occasion, it really wasn’t my scene. They were simply out to drink and get laid. The trendy bar they favoured was renowned for being popular with cougars, and being taken home by one of these ladies was a regular occurrence.One of the frequent ‘torments’ I had to endure on Sunday mornings once they returned to college, was to have my head clamped by one or the other before I was compelled to sniff the pussy odour of the women they had fucked the night before. It wasn’t an ordeal for me and a small price to pay for enjoying the sight of their knobs close-up.Of course, I protested like crazy, which totally enhanced their impish pleasure. Thereafter, I would be harangued and told that they were definitely going to ‘force’ me to accompany them at a future date, and coerce me into experiencing the pleasure of pussy in a group session. Apparently, they were determined to ‘cure’ me.On a Saturday evening two months later, the three guys left for the bar as usual. At around eleven that night, Tully returned earlier than normal. I made as if I was asleep but could sense his irritation. It was also clear that he had a good few drinks in him, and very shortly I heard him drift off to sleep.Early the following morning I observed Tully head off to the ablution block. Upon his return, I was properly awake and seated on my bed.As Tully sat across from me I got the lowdown of the events of the previous evening:Early on in the evening, Seb and Abel engaged a good-looking cougar in conversation, while Tully commenced chatting to a very attractive woman. An hour later as Tully and Abel were ordering drinks at the Escort Haramidere bar, Abel told Tully his great news. The cougar was interested in having a threesome with him and Seb and had invited them to accompany her home later. Tully was also very positive at this point and was sure that he too would get lucky that evening. With the cougar leading the way, Seb and Abel eventually departed from the bar. Tully’s conversation with Jill, the attractive woman he was talking to, was also heating nicely as he observed them leave. A short while later disaster struck, when Jill’s ex-boyfriend showed up at the pub. After politely excusing herself from Tully, Jill moved a short way off at the request of her ex and had an animated chat with him. Ten minutes later, Tully’s heart sank when Jill gave Tully an apologetic smile before following her ex-boyfriend out of the establishment. Before departing, Tully glugged down three more beers in frustration, having decided there were no women left in the bar that he would wish to have sex with.Having regaled me with the events in the bar, I offered him my sympathy on his disappointing evening.“Fuck, Wes, with all the javelin training and college shit I have to do, the only evening to have some fun is on Saturday nights, and now I have to endure two weeks without getting laid,” Tully moaned.I offered him a compassionate shrug before he spoke again. “Wes, do you think I’m good-looking… I mean, do you find me sexy?”I was a little reticent to answer but felt it would be rude not to do so. “Sure, you are good-looking and sexy,” I replied in a matter-of-fact manner.Tully now observed me for a short while, and then with a straight face asked, “Would you consider polishing my knob for me, you know, I mean, giving me a blowjob?”I was so gobsmacked that I let out a nervous giggle, and then to diffuse the awkwardness I was feeling, I replied: “Okay, Tully, pull my other leg because it’s got bells on it.”Maintaining a serious look on his face he answered, “I’m being dead serious.”After another anxious laugh, I replied, “No, because that would be a very bad idea.”“Why?” he asked.“Well, firstly, you are straight. Secondly, if I were to polish your knob things will become awkward between us, and living together as uncomfortable roommates won’t be pleasant,” I replied.“I’m not asking you to marry me, Wes; I’m just asking you to help me out… I’m fuckin horny buddy and I’m sick of wanking,” Tully countered.“It’s still a very bad idea, Tully,” I mumbled.After a pensive gaze at me, Tully quietly asked, “Were you lying about me being good looking and sexy?”“No,” I answered.With an intense and imploring look on his face, Tully said, “Hear me out… You’re gay, right?” I nodded. “Well according to what I‘ve been told, if you forgive my frankness, gay guys love sucking dick?” I nodded again. “Well, if I’m so hot, according to you, what’s your problem?”“Please Tully, let’s not fuck things up,” I pleaded.Slowly, Tully arose off his bed and walked toward the door. After locking it, he walked over and stood before me.Next, he pushed his boxers down, allowing them to drop to the floor. My heart began racing so fast when I observed his stiff curved dick, that I thought I might have a heart attack. A huge conflict began to rage within me. I so badly wanted to polish his knob but the possible negative consequences were stressing me out completely. As İkitelli escort I looked up into his commandeering eyes, however, I knew that he wasn’t going to relent.When Tully extended right arm and placed his hand on the left side of my head, he said, “Lie down on your right side, that way it’ll be easier to polish my knob.”As if in a trance, I acquiesced. With his dick-head almost touching my lips I inhaled his incredible masculine fragrance.“Open up your mouth, Wes. Please help me out,” Tully groaned in a low horny growl.After tapping the boomerang on my cheek a few times, Tully pushed his cock-head into my mouth. Very measuredly, he then commenced infiltrating my mouth. The taste and sensation of his actions were overwhelming and fairly soon I could feel his dick-head tapping the back of my throat. With both his hands cupping and caressing my head, the most unbelievable sounds of pleasure began to spill from his lips. The whimpering oohs and aahs were mesmerizing.As Tully delved ever deeper, the litany of approval from him escalated. “Fuck yeah, oh holy Jesus, oh my god, fuck you’re good, suck me, polish my fucking knob” and incantations of that sort just kept flowing.After an initial bit of discomfort, I now got into full stride and was accommodating Tully’s cock to the limit. In accordance with the oral, aural, and head stimulation I was receiving from Tully, I had also begun stimulating my own dick. The taste and feel of Tully’s dick in my mouth were heavenly and there was nothing else in the world that I would rather be doing at that moment.After several more minutes, I heard, “I’m gonna cum, fucking hell yeah, I’m fucking cumming.”When Tully commenced unloading, the tang of his cum excited me so much that I also erupted in my underpants.Next, I started licking the residue off Tully’s cock. For good measure, and to the delight of Tully, I also gave Tully’s balls a good polish. Upon completing the job I looked up at Tully’s contented face.“That was the best blowjob I have ever had,” Tully said, and then with a naughty grin he continued, “Guess what, I’m not feeling awkward at all.”After we showered, we went down to the dining hall and had breakfast. I was pleased that we were communicating naturally as if nothing sexual had happened between us. Inasmuch as I would’ve liked our interaction to be more reciprocal and intense, I fully understood that Tully was a straight guy who had opportunistically got his rocks off. Above all, I wondered if our encounter had been an anomaly, or if more interactions with him lay ahead.Back in our room, I sat at my desk and addressed an assignment that I had to hand in the following day, as Tully sat on his bed entertaining himself with a computer game. At ten-thirty Abel and Seb entered our room and sat on my bed across from Tully.I continued working as conversation flowed between them. First, Tully related the events of his disappointing evening. After that, Abel and Seb went into raptures about their eventful evening with the cougar they had gone home with. No graphic details were spared as they regaled Tully with a blow by blow account of their hot night of fucking.After every last detail of their fuck-fest had been elaborately reported, Seb lamented the fact that if the cock-tease that Tully had wasted his time hadn’t been at the bar, he was sure that the cougar they had encountered would have enjoyed Tully joining Çapa escort bayan them as well.Abel now entered the fray in a playful manner and began teasing Tully about the fact, that while he was wanking after he got back to the dormitory the previous evening, they were busy double-fucking a hot cougar.After the guys had a good laugh Tully informed them, that he hadn’t even wanked because he was too pissed when he arrived back.The discourse that followed made my blood run cold, and I did not once remove my eyes from my computer screen or my fingers from my keyboard as Tully began to speak.“Guys, remember a few weeks ago when we were discussing oral sex and we mischievously speculated if Wesley, naturally being gay, would be good at blowjobs?”After sounds of acknowledgement, Tully persisted, “Well, I can positively inform you that he is the best knob polisher I have ever encountered.”“Fuck off, Tully. Don’t bullshit us,” Seb instantly countered.“Besides, bro, we all know you aren’t gay,” Abel joined in.“I’m being dead serious. Wesley turned out to be a real buddy this morning and… well, somewhat reluctantly at first, finally agreed to polish my knob for me,” Tully reliably informed them.The rest of their banter became a blur for me, and I was very relieved when they finally left to room to shoot some hoops before lunch. I felt embarrassed and humiliated by Tully’s pathetic display of one-upmanship. It also troubled me that my good relationship with Seb and Abel may now have been seriously compromised.For the rest of the day, I avoided the trio rather successfully.That evening as they exited Abel and Seb’s room and made their way to dinner, Seb stopped off in our room and invited me along.When I told him that I had a bit more work to do and would follow later, he smiled at me and said, “Don’t stress, Wes, Abel and I are cool with what happened. A bit of Greek love never killed anyone.”As Seb was about to leave he gave me a suggestive smile and a wink, before concluding, “Who knows… maybe I’ll also be lucky enough to get my knob polished.”I wondered if Seb was simply being reassuring after he departed, or if there was any substance to what he had said.That evening, all Monday, and on Tuesday I was very aloof toward Tully. I wasn’t unfriendly, but simply not very engaging. I was disappointed that he had betrayed me and felt that retribution was in order.On Tuesday evening after ten, as I sat working at my computer, Tully walked up behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders.“I really sorry that I fucked up,” he said. “Please, buddy, forgive me,” he pleaded, as he massaged my shoulders.There was a long pause before he continued, “I am really craving your hot mouth. You blew my fucking mind on Sunday morning and I need lots more.”I remained silent before he continued, “How can I make it up to you?”I arose and turned to face him. As we looked into one another’s eyes I said, “Okay, if you’re sorry, then take me in your arms and kiss me.”A look of confusion crossed his face before he stammered, “Fuck, Wes, that’s really very gay… I mean…”I didn’t allow him to finish before I asked, “So, you’re happy to fuck my face but a kiss is too gay for you?” With a very sheepish look on his face, Tully just stared at me.“I need a bit of passion, Tully,” I persisted, before resuming; “One hand washes the other.”With a look of angst, Tully placed his arms around me and moved his head forward. When our lips touched there was a momentary pause before our lips parted. I cannot say that our first kiss was memorable, but at least it was a start.Having decided to halt his discomfort, I stripped and assumed my position on the bed. The look of relief on Tully’s face was soon supplanted by one of horny contentment.

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