Parts of this story are true…..some names and locations have been changed.
I am the oldest of four children in my immediate family. My dad was a hard working farmer and I’ve always admired him and to be honest….lusted after his man stud of a body. As a country boy…. Cows, hogs and chickens require a lot of work.
My high school guidance counselor attended church with my family. Mr. Lowe was raised a farmer but was one of the few who left home, went to Vietnam and returned to East Tennessee and earned a college degree. He’s the guidance counselor and wrestling coach. I worked second period as a guidance office assistant and around March of my junior year Mr. Lowe definitely took an interest in me. He challenged me to take honors classes and the summer going into my senior year he convinced my dad to let me take freshman English at a small private school. I was so excited that he convinced my parents to challenge me to get a couple of college courses under my belt.
Most mornings Mr. Lowe gave me a ride to the local college. His cousin worked in the maintenance department and he explored my dad he was going that way every morning anyway.
Mr. Lowe’s cousin was a stallion. A stud of a man. About three weeks after the first session of summer classes Lonnie would invite me to his basement area for a Dr. Pepper. I was very surprised how quickly I developed a friendship with Lonnie. I discovered Lonnie was very intelligent, could fix anything, but wasn’t very sharp when it came to formal education.
By the time my senior year started I was granted special privileges to take one class at the college first period on M, W, and Fridays. The fall quarter I took introduction to psychology. I thrived in the class and was most interested in human personality and social development. Mr. Lowe continued to encourage me and during Christmas break he arranged with my parents to take me on a college over night trip. We drove about 2 hours to a small private college near Tennessee, Kentucky and Virginia. Mr. Lowe arranged a room in Middlesboro , KY. He was very aware I would be more interested in a smaller campus. UT Knoxville was just way too big.
The campus tour was so intriguing. I knew I wanted to go to college. I just didn’t know the process of getting there.
Friday night we ate at a Blue plate diner and just super friendly people. We stopped at an IGA and got a few things. Of course, my mom had packed peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, couple of apples, etc….my parents didn’t waste money and always made the farm self sufficient. We had canned goods, dressed meats, cured hams, etc….that night was the first time I had ever stayed in a hotel. If my family went somewhere, we always stayed with aunts and uncles. That night I took a shower and put on clean fruit of the loom underwear. Mr. Lowe took a shower and came out of the bathroom wearing a wife beater shirt and light blue boxers. When he sat on the edge of the bed….i couldn’t help but notice his balls hanging low. We listened to the radio and played cards. It was bedtime and Lance, Mr. Lowe offered me a swig of rum and coke. Around 2:30 I got up and went to the bathroom. I didn’t want to wake up Lance…..when I was about to get back in bed….Lance grabbed my hand and pulled me into his bed. He was strong yet gentle. He rubbed the neck and shoulders. Fuck…I got hard. I leaned back against his chest and loved how warm his body felt.
The next morning we had pancakes and sausage links at the same place. Our appointment was at ten o’clock Saturday morning. We visited several buildings, the library, the student union and got to visit a dorm. The RA was super friendly and once we made eye contact….i was hooked. This was a great day. The RA talked about the meal plan, student work study and for freshman….he’s on the main floor. He joked about getting locked out and guys tapping on his window to get him to unlock the lobby door and let folks in. He placed his elbow on my shoulder and told me,…trust me. I’ll get you in my dorm , on my floor and I’ll take care of you. Randy was so nice.
Fast forward seven months. In early August I had everything ready to move off to college. Lance gave me a new hardcover dictionary and a small pocket size dictionary to carry at all times. Lance told me his cousin had me a gift, but not to open it until I was alone in my dorm. My parents were so excited for me but honestly, I could tell they just felt out of place. My dad point blank told me he grew way too much tobacco for me to move off from the farm and waste hard earned money. I promised him I would never do that and I’d never let him down.
When we arrived on campus I directed my dad to Cooper Hall. Sure enough, the RA, Randy, shook hands with my parents, gave me a bear hug and picked up my foot locker and said….follow me, you are right across the hall from me. Gosh….he did set me up and take me under his wings.
Once we unpacked my parents Plymouth Fury II it was time for them to head out. After they left Randy knocked on my door and asked me to go with him. We walked to the cafeteria hall and told me which line had pizza every day. The servers who were friends with him. I later found out why…..That night Randy invited me to his room. He had a PBR six pack and we watched Saturday Night Live. That evening….out of the blue, he kissed me and said…grab your stuff, let’s get a shower. I had taken showers in gym after pe, but this shower was a big open area shower with ten shower heads. Randy was about 6’4”. 220 pounds and fuck…what a cock. Thick and uncut.
As a country boy….i would get naked and skinny dip, etc…..being in the buff was never a problem for me. That night he washed my back, fingered my hole and told me….he sure would like to fuck me. Corn hole is what country boys called it when they fucked. We got back to his room. He took a swig of beer and put my cock in his mouth. God bless….i shot my load down his throat and he immediately kissed me. For whatever reason, my roommate was a no show. Randy arranged with the housing office I was his unofficial helper and on Tuesday , Thursday evenings we would go to the gymnasium and we washed towels, uniforms, jockstraps, etc…..not only did I have a private room across the hall from my RA. I now had a student work study job and hell, I got to do my laundry too. Randy realizing I was a great student….he asked my help from time to time with his academic work. I learned a great deal, which professors he had I would later take their class and be aware of their expectations, textbooks, etc…..Many nights I’d wake up and Randy used his key to enter my room. Fuck, when he used his tongue and would like my ass….he was such a good fuck and a damn good cock sucker.
When I went home for Thanksgiving break I met Mr. Lowe for dinner one night. He took me to Gatlinburg for a nice deli sandwich. First Ruben I ever had was thanks to Mr. Lowe. We drank a six pack of Coors in his International Scout. I was bold and told him about fucking my RA. Mr. Lowe asked me if he hurt me, was he patient to stretch me open. I told him he was big, but not as big as he was. He gave me a curious look. I told him the night we played cards in the motel room I saw his cock. He nodded his head and said….i knew you were looking. I leaned over and kissed him. I told him I turned 18 over the summer and knew at some point I wanted to have sex with him. Damn, my Mr. Lowe is a damn good lover. All during the break we managed to get together. My parents were happy he had taken an in me. I never felt different with my parents, deep down, they always supported me with my dream of being a college student. I understood they sacrificed so much for me.
Between Thanksgiving and Christmas of course I had final exams. I made all As and made the Dean’s list. I asked Mr. Lowe to come by and explain this to my folks. Of course, coming from him….they understood it was a big deal.
Between Christmas and New Year I convinced my parents I needed to return to school and get a couple of things from my dorm. I called the dorm and lucky me ….he answered. He said the campus was pretty dead. Mr. Lowe drove me late afternoon. Concerns over weather moving in I convinced him we would stay on campus. We telephoned my parents and said if the weather is good, we will head home tomorrow.
That night I was fucked by both me. At first Mr. Lowe was more concerned about me having sex with him in front of a stranger, but honestly, my RA was more than just a friend, he had been a comfortable fuck buddy and needless to say, it was the best point of reference for my sexual orientation of what a good threeway is.
The next morning the three of us took a shower together. After we packed up my things in his four wheel drive vehicle. I kissed Mr. RA and whispered, loan me 2 books. This is the excuse I used to return to campus. Driving down the road Mr. Lowe told me to be careful, not to fall to hard to fast for Mr. RA. I reached over and unzipped his jeans. I sucked his cock as he was driving on Interstate 75. He fed me a nice warm load. As I reached up and kissed him….i made it perfectly clear, the man I’m interested in is you….only you.
When I returned to campus in January…..the sex with Mr. RA continued. I hooked up with a couple of wrestlers who for whatever reason couldn’t find their jockstraps after I had done their laundry.
