Richie was 15 by the time he realized he was gay. An awkward teenager, he was 6 feet tall, thick chestnut brown hair, brown eyes, and since he played tennis and ran religiously, had thighs as thick as tree trunks.
By the time he was 16, he was shaving his face and began to sprout hair on his chest. Richie began to notice boys in the locker room at gym class and on the tennis courts. Some of his classmates were already bragging about fucking girls. Richie had no interest in fucking girls, he was most attracted to the other boys.
One boy in geometry class noticed Richie and soon he was on his knees in the woods sucking the boy’s huge Irish dick. The Irish boy introduced Richie to an older neighbor who’d popped his cherry and that man told Richie about all the hook up spots in the vicinity.
By the time Richie was a senior in high school, Richie was a regular cock hound. He’d sucked over a hundred dicks in parks, in malls, in bookstores, in cars. He was taking bareback dick up his ass on a regular basis. Most of the men he met were much older than Richie. Some were married with kids. He even recognized some of these men from the community, and kept their sexual encounters a secret. Believe it or not, some of these older men paid Richie after being sucked off or dumping a load up his teenage ass. Richie never asked for the money, but he did accept it. There were occasional classmates he’d bend over for, and he of course kept that a secret, too.
Richie’s parents had no clue he was the town whore. His mother was too self-absorbed to notice Richie was never home after school and never asked any questions about what he was up to. His father worked many jobs to avoid being home with his narcissistic mother. His older brother had always suspected Richie was up to something no good, but never asked and was too involved in school sports to care.
Richie was getting the attention he craved from strangers and that pattern continued into his freshmen year of college. Before the internet, Richie found ways to find men to fuck him and blow loads in his mouth.
Richie was in great shape and not too bad looking from his tennis and running past. He turned heads of both genders, but Richie was only interested in hooking up with men, and made no attempts to engage with the opposite sex.
On one particular afternoon, Richie happened to go piss in the restroom nearby the university bookstore. There was a name and number scribbled on the wall. Richie couldn’t wait to get back to his dorm room to call the number.
Mike answered the phone after a few rings. He said he was 31, a part-time student of the university and lived off-campus at a nearby trailer park. He said he liked submissive sluts and asked Richie to come for a visit. Richie hopped on his bike and rode over to the trailer park neighborhood.
Mike was shirtless and wearing cut off jean shorts. He was a bit shorter than Richie but much more mature. While Richie had the beginning of a full-grown chest hair, Mike’s was thick and well-grown. He also had a thick black mustache and dark black hair.
Richie liked the way Mike’s mustache felt against his smooth face when they made out. Mike was enamored with Richie’s taut butt and helped Richie push down his shorts and white Jockey briefs. Mike bent Richie over the kitchen table and began to rim him like it was his main dinner course. Richie moaned as he felt that wet tongue slip inside his well-worn and well-used boy hole. Mike spun around and placed his seven inch raging boner in Richie’s mouth to get it nice and wet before manhandling him and pushing him over the table once again. Mike lined up his cock with Richie’s quivering hole and pushed deep inside and grunted. Mike said Richie had a hot hole and after only 5 minutes, he gripped Richie’s waist and pounded hard and fast and then with a final deep grunt, emptied his balls up Richie’s asshole.
Mike pulled out and without being asked, Richie cleaned off that cock with his mouth. When he finished, Mike seemed disinterested in Richie and practically pushed him out the trailer door. Richie hadn’t even put on his shirt and was riding back to his dorm room with a load of cum up his ass.
Richie’s roommate suspected he was a fag, after living together for only 5 weeks, Rob came out and directly asked Richie if he was into girls or…? Richie blushed and didn’t answer the question, which in fact, said it all. Rob said he didn’t give a shit if Richie was a fag, but he was very clear he didn’t want any “fag shit” going on in his dorm room and warned Richie he’d better not even dream of his dick because he “ain’t no fag”.
All freshman year, Richie lusted over his hot Italian roommate and when he had moments alone, would sniff Rob’s underwear and socks while jerking off. A couple of times when Richie couldn’t help himself, he’d wear Richie’s briefs from the dirty laundry basket. To cover his tracks, he’d laundered Rob’s clothes so he never knew what Richie was doing.
A few weeks after his encounter with Mike, Richie discovered the men’s room in the library basement. Richie cruised for dick there several days a week. There was a glory hole between the end stalls. Often times Richie would sit in the corner stall for hours. In one day he’d once sucked off 11 strangers’ cocks in a span of two hours. Richie had also been fucked in that men’s room when any man asked him to “show him that ass”.
There was one time Richie stepped out of the men’s room and an older gentleman confronted him as he exited. The older man was a member of the university faculty, maybe 35 or so. He was wearing a university badge around his neck. Richie was scared he was going to get in big trouble as the man walked over to him. The man called Richie over to a private area between some stacks of books. He said to Richie that he had a terrific mouth and just had to see the person who had blown him.
Richie was a little put off that this man hadn’t honored the “code of confidentiality” when it comes to gloryhole sex. But the man was undeterred by Richie’s attitude and said if Richie was interested he should come by his office tomorrow around the same time.
Richie thought the man was very handsome and surprised by the invitation, and after obsessing about it overnight, decided to take the man up on his offer. When he knocked on the office door the man told him to come in and lock the door. It was then that Richie noticed the gold band around the man’s ring finger on his left hand and family photos of wife and 3 children. The man stood up from his desk and walked towards Richie who still hadn’t moved from the closed door.
The man unbuckled his belt and fished out a giant nine inch hard dick from his boxers. Richie didn’t need a formal invitation. He remembered sucking that dick through the bathroom stall glory hole the day before and didn’t realize who was its owner until now. He loved its girth and length and fell to his knees. Richie began to worship the man’s cock and the man said his wife isn’t into sucking his dick so he likes to find slutty boys like Richie that know how to make a man feel like a man should. Richie worked hard to earn that man’s load. Richie visited him almost weekly for many months and eventually Richie’s asshole was taking that married man’s dick up his ass and if Richie had a uterus there was no way he wasn’t gonna have his baby they fucked so many times during that year.
Richie learned the hard way that that professor would seek a freshman each year to service him. By the time Richie hit his second year of university, cut loose by the married faculty member, he’d served more guys in the men’s room, in public parks, etc. to feed his need for cock.
Richie went to piss in that very same men’s room by the university bookstore where he’d found Mike’s number. That wall had been freshly painted recently but there was a fresh number scrawled on the wall from someone named Johnny.
Richie called the number and said he’d found it written on the wall. Turns out Johnny was a senior and also they shared the same undergrad major. Johnny sounded like a really nice guy and sounded much older than his 21 years to Richie’s 19. Richie learned that Johnny lived off campus with a gay roommate, and he was invited over for some “fun”.
Richie rode his bike to meet Johnny and was swept away by his looks. He was a beautiful specimen of man. Dark hair and eyes, a clearly groomed beard, hair on his pecs trailing down to his pubes. Full pink/red lips. Richie was surprised a man like this needed to write his name on a wall to get laid.
The room mate was in class for a few hours so they had the house to themselves and Richie was skull fucked by an eight inch uncut dick, which was rare in his recent experiences. Soon, Richie found himself on his back on Johnny’s bed and his legs over Johnny’s shoulders as he was bred twice.
Richie and Johnny fell asleep when the roommate came home. Turned out the roommate was Johnny’s boyfriend and a loud yelling match ensued between them. Richie grabbed his clothes and ran out of the apartment. The roommate kept yelling out to Richie, “you goddam whore! Motherfucking slut!”
Richie rode his bike back to the dorm in tears. The roommate was right. Richie had been sucking dick and taking loads up his ass for almost 5 years and hadn’t even turned 21. He’d long lost count of the number of cocks he’d serviced.
Richie vowed he needed to focus on his studies and stop being such a whore. After three days, even his roommate noticed he was stressed and acting differently. His roommate was not shy, “what the fuck man, what’s wrong with you? You need to get laid or something because you’re acting like a fucking little bitch. Don’t be such a fucking pansy!”
Richie realized he needed dick to feel fulfilled so he went out on the prowl again…
This story is mostly autobiographical and 90% true. If you’re interested to read more of “Richie’s” undergraduate years stories, I’m happy to share them with you.
