A brief summary of when my football player roommate broke into my college dorm room
My name is Clayton, I'm 25 now, but the story happened when I was 18, in my first year of college. Just to give you some context, I'm Brazilian, but the son of an American and a woman from Paraíba. My mother is a nurse in João Pessoa, where I was born, but my father is from a city in the interior of Illinois in the US. They met at Carnival in Salvador, where I was born, but they were never married, although they became friends after me.
I'll tell you right away that I've always been a slut, as much as possible, but alone because even though I knew I liked men more than anything, I was so afraid of suffering because of it that I convinced myself I was bisexual and not gay, and I only went out with girls. I'd fuck anyone who made my friends jealous, but it was such a big effort that sometimes I'd go soft, or cum in 5 minutes.
At that time I considered myself handsome, although I could kill if that would make me white, my skin was a very golden brown, I was 5,6 rall, very dark straight hair, eyes also almost black, my mouth was very big but had a very dark tone that bothered me, white and straight teeth without ever having used braces, small nose, I was thin, no matter how hard I tried I didn't gain weight, I practiced sports, did bodybuilding, but I was still thin, although defined and my butt was very big, I already had a beard at that time and had a lot of hair on my body, but I had a problem, my hard dad was about 6 inches but soft was tiny, not even 1 inch and my balls were also tiny, this bothered me and at the same time excited me because I thought I would be a perfect whore almost having a pussy like the ones I saw on tumblr. At 18, when I finished school, I decided that I wanted to go to college in the United States, which my mother didn't like, but my father loved. Since I was already a citizen, everything was very easy. My father decided and paid for everything, so I moved there at the end of the year, staying with him for a while. When classes started, I went to the campus and enrolled in the Illinois College. It was here that my life changed. I wasn't tall enough to play American football, but I loved watching the games. Not because of the sport, although I liked it, but because of the men. I'm a whore, as I said, and I love everything related to men. Seeing giant men running, fighting, hitting each other, sweating like animals, screaming, made me go crazy. My dream was to steal the clothes from the games after they were worn, with that delicious smell of sweat, sweaty armpits, smelly feet, anything. Luckily for me, when I was assigned to a room, my roommate was a player, a crazy white guy who was 6,5 tall, with dark blond hair, a beautiful but very masculine face. He was huge, had big chests, a little belly like someone who had been drinking beer since he was a kid, thick thighs, well-toned arms and a huge ass. He also had body hair, but it was lighter and he liked to grow a mustache, which made my ass twitch because I love mustaches. Keep in mind that although I already knew what I liked, nothing had entered my ass yet and to be honest, that was what I wanted most, but I wanted it hard, with force, I wanted my first time with a man to break me until I bled. Maybe it was the amount of porn I watched that had already corroded my brain but I didn't care.
My roommate's name was Mark, and he was a big pig, my room stank because of him and honestly, while those who visited me complained, I loved it, he barely took a shower, didn't use deodorant, didn't wear underwear so when he peed that last drop always fell on his shorts and left a smell and had a delicious foot odor, sharing a room with him made several dreams come true, I smelled his dirty clothes while jerking off, I licked his shorts with piss, I even licked the toilet after he had peed on the edge and stayed there, the armpits of his used shirts smelled good, the smell of a man in its essence, I licked his dirty socks, an endless turn-on. We got along well but one day he found out who I was. He needed to do some work and his MacBook was old and in bad shape. He was going to buy a new one later but couldn't wait, so he asked to borrow mine. Of course I let him, I had just forgotten about it in the pile of porn I had. There were videos and photos of gays getting fucked while they were giving it to him, suffering while drinking piss, taking dick from 10 guys, drinking liters of cum, being fisted. I even had a folder called "rape", of course I watched it without thinking about hurting anyone but wanting them to do it to me, and all the videos there were from studios, all staged. He did the work, which took about 3 hours and I didn't notice anything, but of course he had seen a lot of things without me noticing. Days went by and he was acting strangely with me, but I thought it was just my imagination or that he was worried about college and games. Until one day, on a Friday night, he didn't come out and called me to talk. The conversation was fast, cause it didn’t happen, he called me into the bathroom in the bedroom and as soon as I entered he started calling me a faggot, a slut and I didn't understand anything and I stood there in shock, without answering he got angry, came to me, grabbed my shirt and spat in my face hard, he was wearing white shorts that were already yellow from being so dirty, without a shirt, I'll never forget. I asked him what he was doing and he said he knew I was a faggot and had seen my videos and was going to give me what I wanted.
I froze, I couldn't speak or move, in 18 years I hid it very well, but I messed up right here, I asked him to stop that that wasn't what he was thinking and what I got was a strong slap in the face that cracked and made me dizzy. I didn't have the courage to react but I already wanted to cry, he then threw me on the floor of the dirty bathroom near the old bathtub and told me that I was going to do what he wanted or he would not only beat me up but would spread to the entire college what he had seen and that I was a pervert, I just nodded my head yes, I couldn't deal with the entire college knowing about my desires now.
“Open your mouth,” he told me and then he pulled out his dick, a white dick that must have been about 9 inches easy, with foreskin that I had seen before bulging his clothes but never his dick itself. He had a mountain of hair on top and his balls were huge and hanging down. I opened my mouth as he told me and in a second he started to release his piss straight into my face, hitting part of it in my mouth. I choked but swallowed. It wasn’t an effort, I already knew the taste, it was very yellow and almost buttery. He pissed more than a liter and when he stopped I was all wet. I took off my shirt and he went to the bedroom, came back with a pair of lingerie and threw it at me, telling me to put it on. I didn’t argue, I just took off my clothes and heard him laugh like the Joker when he saw my tiny dick. I was so nervous that it didn’t get hard so it was there looking like a little child’s finger. When he stopped laughing and I was already in my panties and bra, he told me that he likes to fuck like that, humiliating, beating, and if the woman already said yes, then I wanted to stop because he likes to continue and put it in hard, but the way the world is, he couldn't, so he was going to do it with me. He was even taking some medicine to make sure he could do it. At that moment, his dick was standing up like an iron bar. I think it was about 12 inches long, dripping pre-cum non-stop. He dragged me to the room by my hair and threw me on the floor again, near my bed. He lay down on the other side of his bed with his arms behind his back and his legs open, his shorts between his legs. He told me to serve him. He said that women don't like his smell, so I had to clean him like in my videos with my tongue. I went and started licking his feet, sweaty but delicious. He even had hair on his toes. I sucked each toe, feeling that salty sweat and that smell. I licked the soles and every now and then he pushed my face with his foot. When I finished with both of them, the reward was a huge spit of snot in the mouth. When I choked, I got another slap in the face and an order to swallow. After that he pulled my head and stuck it in his ass, he said his ex did that, he told me to tongue his ass, the smell was strong, he had a huge ass with a lot of hair, I could barely see any skin, but I could reach his pink and sweaty ass with my tongue, it was delicious, I'm not lying, but the stench was great, he had his legs up now completely naked and I was on my knees on the floor wearing red panties and bra, sticking my tongue in the ass of an American football player, after a few minutes he stuck my face in there hard and held it, releasing a fart that echoed in my face and mouth with an immense stench. I struggled and he laughed, when I finally managed to get free he gave me another slap as punishment, this one so hard that it made me cry again, my dick didn't even show any sign of life and was there almost nonexistent, he pulled me by the hair and made me stand up still crying, and standing up he also raised his left arm exposing his armpit, I had never seen so much hair in an armpit in my life, the smell was very strong. The hairs were stuck together from all the sweat. He pushed my face hard, rubbing that stench on me and ordering me to lick it. I did so. I smelled it, ran my tongue over it, sucked the hairs. Finally, my dick started to move. I was having a feast, that stench of a delicious male. I spent a long time licking it like a bitch in heat. Until I moved to the other armpit without him asking, because that one was already clean. I did the same job on the other one and then I asked for a spit in my mouth as a reward. As a joke, he spit snot on his hand and ordered me to lick it. Even his hand felt good, his fingers were big and thick. I licked it with disgust but swallowed it all. Then, finally, he ordered me to kneel down and clean his dick. I didn't quite understand what he meant by cleaning it, but I knelt down like a trained bitch. When I pulled the foreskin back, that huge, rock-hard dick was covered in smegma. The strong smell made me go back but he held my head and said that if I didn't suck it he would rip my ass dry, I thought about it, even though that dick was disgusting it was going to rip me dry anyway there was nowhere to go, if it was dry I would at least have a hemorrhoid or worse, disgusted but I did it, I started to suck the dick feeling that rotten taste, and he was delirious with my mouth, he started to fuck my throat hard making me almost vomit, my mouth was foaming with the mixture of dick cheese and my drool, I was dying of disgust but loving it, after about 10 minutes of this he stopped and told me to lie down on his bed with my face down, there I already knew that I was going to be fucked in the ass, I lay down and asked him to use a condom and lubricant that I had, he laughed and said that if I used a condom I wouldn't get pregnant. I didn't even know what time it was anymore, I know he put on his football helmet and climbed into bed, when I tried to look he pushed my head hard into the bed, sinking me into the pillow, I was shaking with fear but I felt when he put my panties aside with his other hand and the head of his dick at the entrance of my ass, he started to push and the pain was so great that I started to make loud noises and try to get away, he stuffed one of his socks in my mouth and to stop me from getting out he gave me two really strong punches in the back that left me breathless, and then he stuck his dick all the way in with hard, it was so strong that I felt his pubes hitting my ass. I had never felt so much pain, but I could hear him sighing with pleasure. He started to push hard, thrusting and pulling his dick out really hard, and with each thrust I cried more, the pain didn't go away. He started to speed up more, trying to put his 12 inches deeper into my virgin ass. He thrust without mercy and by then my spit had already disappeared. He was tearing me apart dry. He pushed my head, punched my back, punched me lightly in the face, squeezed my ass, bit me, and even choked me. He only stopped because I almost passed out. He kept doing that for eternity, thrusting like a machine without stopping. The weight of the helmet was heavy when he rested his head on mine, calling me a whore, a faggot, and that every faggot had to go through this to understand that we were born to serve a man. I know he didn't stop for long, he was very willing, and after a while my ass wasn't stretched out, the pain was there but there was a little pleasure, until he roared like an animal and I felt him go deeper than ever and I felt something filling me, his hot cum entered me like boiling water, it burned everything inside me, I felt something in my sleeping cock but I didn't know what it was, he stayed inside me lying on top of me panting, sweatier than at the beginning of it all, when he got out he told me to get up, I did but I could barely move, he sat all sweaty on the bed and told me to suck his cock to clean it, I was scared to death because I hadn't washed it and I was afraid there would be shit, but thank heavens it was just cum, I did, I sucked it until it was clean and he lay down and slept in his bed, snoring loudly, I finally went to the bathroom to see the damage, I took a picture of my sore ass with my cell phone and saw that it was very swollen and with small tears with a little blood, when I tried to clean it it burned a lot, I decided to take a shower, and when I took off my panties I saw that I had wet them in the front, I had cum without touching the dick, very little, a very thick cum but I had cum from giving it up the ass my first time, I was a little happy although still in shock with everything, I took a shower and felt fulfilled at the end, although still with a lot of pain and discomfort I happily thought that my ass was full of cum from a real man, that I had served him like a slutty slave. After the shower I lay down on my bed looking at him and slept with a feeling of accomplishment, I lost the virginity of my ass as I had asked the heavens, and in truth I wanted more.
