This is a true story of how I went from a well adjusted straight man into a gay slut in college all thanks to my bitch of an ex. Everything in here happens with people over the age of 18.
My girlfriend and I had been together during high school, but we were going to different colleges after graduation. I did everything for the first time with her.
Ashley. Oh, Ashley.
She was beautiful. Big C Cup tits, a firm ass and, more importantly, the insatiable need to suck dick every day. I didn't realize I had hit the absolute jack pot.
I was nerdy, 6 foot tall, and although I wasn't super skinny, I wasn't muscular. Toned, I guess you could put it, but I did have a nice thick cock. Curiosity had gotten the better of me over the years and I knew my measurements to be 5.5" thick and 7" long. I loved my dick, and would play with it daily, but I was nervous talking to girls. I don't know what Ashley saw in me, but she liked it. And soon I couldn't even remember the last time I had jacked off. Ashley was a succubus.
Surprisingly though, she was a virgin. She had sucked dick before but we were each other's first. And going into college we felt like we could make the two hour trip between us work. I loved her and the sex was fantastic. It HAD to work.
I left for school a bit earlier since I got accepted into some summer program. It was great and I began to make friends while still talking long distance with Ashley every day.
Until one day, she said she was going to a party and stopped responding halfway through. I thought it was odd but didn't think anything of it after we talked the next day.
As the summer went on and school officially started, the first real weekend of college began and she disappeared on me again. The next day I called.
"Hey babe, just checking in on you. Didn't hear from you last night," I started nervously.
"Yeah, sorry," she replied. "We just had the best party. For the first time here a couple guys were able to get actual liquor instead of beer. Soooooooo many shots." She laughed and sighed at the same time.
"Yeah? Which guys?" I prodded.
Silence.
"Ashley?"
"I'm sorry, Mark," she said quickly. "I blew him."
"Wait what?" I feel like I had already known but my stomach dropped as she confirmed it.
"It's not a sexual thing though," she continued, "I didn't do it because I want him or whatever. I just did it as a thank you for the alcohol. Like it was something I chose to do for him."
"What the fuck? So you just got down on your knees and let this dude use your mouth for booze? What the fuck is wrong with you, Ashley?" I was beginning to come unraveled. My head was spinning.
After hours of talking she was adamant and felt no remorse: she said it "was a way to thank him and didn't mean anything sexually," and "sucking dick isn't even a submissive thing. I had full control of the situation so it's not like he was using me."
My mind broke. I just pictured her on her knees sucking some random dick just like I'd seen her do to me hundreds of times. As we talked more she admitted to doing it to other guys over the summer so they could keep getting good party invites and alcohol. I was sick to my stomach.
I said it was okay and I loved her, but I was devastated. I couldn't think straight. Sucking dick was THE most submissive thing you could do in my eyes. You're literally pleasing someone and letting them use your mouth. I kept playing the scenario over and over and eventually realized it wouldn't be okay unless I could experience it for myself.
I had been interested in gay-ish stuff for years when I discovered I loved fingering my ass in the shower. One day it evolved into using my family's cucumber, which resulted in an absolutely mind blowing orgasm.
After cumming from anal play for the first time, I headed to the computer to search gay porn.
Noooope!
Thought of being with a guy repulsed me. I had only had sex with girls, kissed girls, and although Ashley licked and fingered my ass while blowing me it was always straight sex stuff.
The next week after that phone call I was a wreck.
