Carl and I continued our walk back to the dorm after visiting his brother, John. Carl had revealed to me that he had invited me over a couple of nights previous, with the hope (or was it an expectation) of getting a blow job. I didn't mind. I enjoyed giving that blow job. Since that night, I have given several blow jobs (I've lost count) to several guys (Michael, Carl, Ralph, Bill and now, John). I was concerned that I was turning queer.
Michael and Carl had both told me that if I'm enjoying my activities, then just go with it. NOTE: AIDS was not an issue at the time, although VD was. I thought VD was only something between guys and gals, so I wasn't concerned about it. I was mistaken about that, but it doesn't come up in this story. Almost all of the sex I had with guys in those days was bareback. 10 years later, the story was flipped with the coming of AIDS. Thankfully, I made it through and can relay my experiences. I was studying pharmaceutical sciences, and after I graduated, my company was involved in trying to find a cure for AIDS (or as we later understood, HIV ... AIDS was a disease state that was caused by the infection of the HIV virus). Enough of the history lesson.
Go with it. I was having fun. I was 18, and I was sowing my wild oats. There was one thing that was bothering me though. My oats were of one variety only.
JACK: Will there be many women at this party?
CARL: John tells me that there are always a lot of women at the party. Why, are you looking to get layed?
JACK: Well, you know. I'm 18 and I'm male. What do you think?
CARL: Come to the party. You can't get layed if you don't meet a few women. Who knows, maybe we can share a lady at the party.
JACK: At the house? I thought you weren't allowed to fuck anyone at the house until you were a member?
CARL: Well, I'm hoping that all of my requirements will be fulfilled by party time next week, so we will see.
JACK: I have those tests the following week. Let me see how the studying goes this week, and I'll let you know.
CARL: Remember, I can help you with the calculus.
JACK: I remember and thanks for the offer. And, Michael is in my Chemistry class. We have different labs, but the same lecture. I'm sure we can help each other there.
We arrived at the dorm.
CARL: I'm going to take a nap. How about coming to our room after dinner. I still would like to tap that ass if you're interested.
JACK: I guess I did more or less promise you. A nap sounds good. See you about dinner time.
I headed back to my room, which was empty. Alan did most of his studying at the Grad library. He said it was a lot quieter there. I laid down on my bed, thinking over the afternoon, remembering John's dick. He said that he wanted to blow a load down my throat. I wonder if I would even taste it if he was buried in my throat? I dozed off with memories of being stuffed by John's dick.
Before returning to his room, Carl called the fraternity house and asked for his brother. Anthony answered the phone and told Carl that John had gone out, but he would let him know that Carl was looking for him.
ANTHONY: So, that guy is your pledge requirement? Your brother asked if I would be interested in helping you out.
CARL: Not sure yet, but I'm going to explain it to him first. He's a friend, and I don't want to just use him.
ANTHONY: Relax bro'. The way he was swallowing your dick, I could tell he was into it.
CARL: Yeah, but John told me that you have the biggest dick in the frat. I'm a little concerned about what that might do to Jack.
ANTHONY: Never fear, little man. I know how to break in tight, white asses. Besides, if you're fucking him, you've got him halfway there. Hold on a sec.
Carl heard Anthony speaking with someone.
ANTHONY: Yeah, this is Carl on the phone. Carl, Bill wants to speak with you.
BILL: Hey Carl. That kid with you in the bathroom. Is that your prospect?
CARL: Nothing is sure yet, but I'm hoping that he'll agree to it. I'm going to ask him to help me out.
BILL: You're actually going to ask him? You got a thing for him?
CARL: Not a thing, but he is a friend. I don't want him abused.
BILL: Well, if he agrees, I'd like a piece of that ass. He was drooling over my dick, so I think he'd enjoy his time with me.
CARL: I'll let you know. If he agrees, you and Anthony are in the queue.
BILL: Anthony? Really? If Anthony gets in there first, he may not even feel me (laughing).
CARL: I'll contact John in a couple of days to confirm.
Carl hung up and returned to his room. He filled Michael in on the afternoon's activities.
MICHAEL: So, he had no problem taking all of John?
CARL: No noticeable problem. He took him down to the balls in his throat, and then the same in the ass. And, he had two orgasms while being fucked. He is concerned about being queer, or being labeled queer.
MICHAEL: Maybe what we need to do is get him layed, I mean find a girl that is willing to take his cherry.
CARL: So. You think he's a virgin too?
MICHAEL: Almost convinced of it. When we were with Ralph, he admitted that he had never had a blow job. How do you get to home base with a girl without at least getting a blow job?
CARL: Good point. Do you know of a girl that would agree to go with it?
MICHAEL: Fuck. I'm having a tough enough time finding a girl that will let me fuck her. I don't know how I can find one for Jack. It's nice to find a guy like Jack that seems horny all the time, and willing to take a dick. A suck buddy is nice. The frat is having a party next week, aren't they? What's the lady situation like there?
CARL: John tells me there are usually a bunch of loose women at the parties, of all ages. And there should be plenty of white women there. They love the thought of getting fucked by a big, black dick.
MICHAEL: I don't know how they can take it. The couple of times that you fucked me, I couldn't walk straight for a week.
Carl just laughed, then he added: "You know, my brother really wants to fuck you. He says he loves fucking little, white guys."
