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By: AWC

When my college told me that my scholarship was approved, it was a very ecstatic news. It meant I was to go to Canada from this little small European country. My University tuition, dorm expenses including the food charges were all taken care plus a reasonable amount as pocket money and the incidental expenses was also fixed. There was only one hitch. My college counselor explained it to me very clearly that there were a good number of foreigner students as usual this year as well and so to make it easy for some friends coming together or some students, who were from the same country wanting to share the room with their country man, soon as the students were received by the Canadian University, they will offer you an official paper which if filled and submitted in the next 2 weeks any requested room adjustment would be easily made. If not; whatever groups made by the Canadian University to share the room shall stay the same. I did not know any other student, so I was told that I shall have to do nothing if I did not want to change the room partner. I had no idea who was ***********ed to be my roommate and I did not intend to do any crazy thing to stir a whole lot of things. I was glad going far away to Calgary and did not care who I shall room with in the hostel or the dorm as they called it.

Nigel Goldman was a British guy. Almost 21 like me but slightly huskier, heavier than my frame. He had dark black hair like me but his eyes were blue against mine almost hazel plus he was an unblemished white colored guy while I was slightly Olive Brown colored due to a bit over-roasting at the beaches and relatively much warmer weather in my homeland.

We hit it off great from the day one. We had totally different subjects but our schedule of classes were nearly identical. We had to adjust the timings and by 7:00 AM, we were down in the cafeteria to hit the classes by 8:00 AM. We both had the same time lunch break and saw each other for lunch once again in the cafeteria. My computer lab period was delayed by almost half an hour and by the time I came to the room, Nigel was usually laying in the bed and almost ready to doze off. He had set the alarm and I did not need to set a different alarm. Sometimes, I shall get up before Nigel after hearing his alarm while on some days he would jump out of the bed before me to go for sports and other physical exercises. We both had developed the habit of being in the bed totally nude and mostly both of us had a wood sticking out hard from our bodies. After a day or two, it was no big deal because we both knew that it was very normal for most of the guys to be sleeping naked and to bring it up for discussion would be considered sissy or at least weird, no less.

Seeing the cocks hard all the time, we both kidded with each other, saying if we could not arrange to bring in at least one girl for fucking, we should at least start masturbating together. Nigel had talked to me about the girls, he often fucked back home and always said that he will arrange some girl to come in and we could fuck her together. He had been boasting of having a threesome sex more often than the times he fucked the girls as one on one. In response, I only sighed and had to confess that I was not virgin but had not had dipped into a cunt for almost a year. There was no reason for me to tell him that I was a Bisexual, rather I was more like a gay boy because I enjoyed to fuck a guy in the ass far more than fucking a pussy or fucking a girl in her ass.

Couple of months passed by. A few things were not supposed to happen and they never did like Nigel never arranged a girl for us to fuck together and we almost forgot that he had boasted about it. One thing that was sure to happen, it happened. I would come to the dorm room and mostly see Nigel sleeping by then. On his bed, he would be on his side and his very pretty, the most fuck-worthy ass would be out of bed-sheet and on the other side his knees would be folded and a nice at least 6 inch hard cock would be dangling over his big balls. I very much wanted to but could not dare. The only option I had was to masturbate. First time it was a difficult step. I got up, searched the balls strap that I usually snapped around my balls before the fun activity of masturbating and put it on, took out the KY and placed it close by and started while looking at the most desirable, and fuck-able, white, British ass of Nigel.

After a while, he turned a little. My dick was not even fully hard. I stopped and looked at the KY tube and it was exactly then I noticed that I was looking into the wide open eyes of Nigel. He had a big smile on his face. He did not say anything but his very good looking, hard cock was towering towards the ceiling of the room. He sat up with his back towards the wall behind him and gestured me to throw the KY tube to him and that was the first time we masturbated together. I had masturbated with the boys of my age, back home and it was always a fun activity for me. For the next at least 6 months, it was a routine for us, at least once a day and mostly when we came back from the classes. We shall sit about 6 feet away on our individual bed, took out our cocks, rubbed until hard, poured the KY and enjoyed milking. We talked a lot about each other’s cock but never touched it. I never asked and only thought as his name ‘Goldman’ suggested, Nigel was a Jew. His cock was cut with a most beautiful dome on the top. It looked as if his cockhead was prepared somewhere else, a hole was drilled in the chiseled beauty and then screwed on his almost 6 inches length. All grade A fresh beef, mesmerizing and loveable gushed with blood worth worshiping and service after taking in the mouth and the throat without the gag reflex and the balls; what a fucking awesome pair! To be taken in the mouth for licking, sucking, chugging, washing and glazing with the saliva for a shine.

My own cock was at full 8 inches length, hard as steel, thick as a horse, muscular and masculine with a very healthy and developed pair of balls strapped to look even spectacular. As I said already, I had all the tendencies of a gay man and I do not have to tell you, what it means to a guy like me to see such a cock like Nigel had. I had lots of practice to suck and endure the full length when deep throated. I had all the skills to handle the balls, massaging, pulling, stretching, licking and sucking the huge mound; one by one while keeping the suction at place and make the joy of balls play as intense and powerful as it could be. Without a doubt, I was an expert and had established my proficiency to handle the pre cum. Knowing very well, how much to swallow and how much to use for lubing the Lord cock. The musky smell, the manly taste and the special slick texture; all were very nicely learnt by me.

After once or twice, I suggested to start playing by mutually jerking each other like I had done hundreds of times while in school but Nigel immediately refused, citing that he was not gay and he did not dither to blame me saying that I must be gay. We both chuckled and it was all said, done and forgotten. We had lots of fun time checking the thickness and texture of the other guy’s cum; comparing the force of the balls, behind the farthest shoot out and staying stiff stamina along with the ability to get the next erection after spilling and emptying the balls once. I was utterly surprised to see Nigel having no objection to put his fingers in my semen to play with it and check its consistency or if I squirted hard enough to reach his leg or the chest. I might be wrong, but my guess was that Nigel would not mind if I squirted on his face for a full facial.

Almost a year had passed and we had become very comfortable jerking together although it was never like the circle jerks, I had always participated in with the other boys by helping each other in the earlier years. Rarely, Nigel had complimented about my cock size, its volume and the thick veins on and around it making it look more dangerous. Our noon time routine remained the same. I remember very well, the summer vacations were nearing. Our computer labs work was completed and now the teacher would give us the assignment to do at our own instead of the set time classes. I would come to the room at least 30 minutes earlier than Nigel and bring the towel or some cum rag to the bed, plus my balls strap, lube and a will to play hard. This day, I do not remember, why I was feeling dull. I prepared fully for a good session. Got naked on my bed, tied my balls in the strap, kept the new lube bottle close by and started just loving my cock, trying to make it hard, waiting for Nigel to come in.

More I looked at the clock, more I got frustrated. It was getting late, much late than given almost 30 minutes. I was not only getting frustrated but now my being dull was changing to being woozy. Instead of sitting with legs stretched and my hard cock in my lap, I slowly laid down straight on my back. The curtains were drawn but the bright light from outside was shining directly in my eyes and I covered my face with my t-shirt. Feeling slightly at ease, I think I dozed off or maybe not?

My penis was fully stretched and rigid. I decided not to wait for Nigel and start masturbating all by myself. I was using long strokes on my shaft but WTF!! I realized my hands were on my side but my penis was being stroked. I wanted to move my hands and remove the t-shirt that was covering my eyes and as I was about to move, I felt lips on my cock kissing it with all the love possible. I was getting confused. Did I really doze off for that long and that deep to be totally unaware of someone coming in and see my naked cock to play with? It could be nobody else but Nigel, I was sure because I remember as we had discussed to ensure our safety and security, I had entered the room, jumped off the window, locked the door from outside and then jumped back inside the room through the same window, making sure, nobody came to knock on our door and bother us while we masturbated. Some special thought came to me and I was either not breathing at all posing to be in deep sleep or I snored fake once or twice.

My cock was being loved, it was being cajoled, the foreskin was pulled, the underside was rough massaged and balls were also pulled and rubbed between two hands. I felt the warm breath on my shaft but Nigel did not take my cock in his mouth, instead he kept on playing with it with his hands. Then I heard the lube bottle being opened. My cock was left alone but once again Nigel held the cock in his fist. The drops of the lube were clearly felt applied to my shaft and now Nigel was at it with vengeance. He was manipulating my cock even better than myself. It was extremely difficult to control the moaning but I tried my best. I could only see the silhouette of Nigel, through the t-shirt fabric. He was making sure that I was sleep by waving fingers in front of my face but by now, I was hell bent to be a part and play the game as best. He showed all his talent and skills to entertain my erect cock by kissing it, grazing my balls with his tongue and lovingly handling them but making sure, he did not make any such abrupt or the strong move to wake me up.

Nigel was once again concentrating on my cock and giving it the best love possible by wrapping his hands around it, applying slow but forceful pressure on the shaft. Oh! God, I was really enjoying the way Nigel was loving it. Damn! I felt some irritation in my throat and in spite of controlling the best, a little coughing sound was produced by my throat and mouth. Nigel quickly let my cock go and we both tested each other. Honestly, all I had to do was to pose as if I was still sleeping and snored the best I could do. Nigel quickly came back to my cock but now he was in a mood to finish the play. I could feel my mattress tilt one way when he put his body weight on it and then I could hardly see some movement over my body but he had squatted over me. Oh fuck you Nigel! I could feel his naked ass at my groin crushing my balls under him. I could see everything with the eyes of my brain, he raised his round bottom, his hands flung back and holding my shaft he began rubbing my cockhead on his asshole.

Definitely strange for me, my phat meat glided in his ass without much of a struggle and now Nigel began fucking my cock. Up he would go and down he would push. I started feeling a delightful pressure around my cock as his ass muscles wrapped around it like a warm glove. He was fucking my cock, he was using my cock to fuck his ass. I felt pressure rising in my balls couple of times but then he slowed down and I could not even produce a sigh. It was the third time edging for me. My balls had almost knotted completely and my cock also got to the next hardness and thickness with lust but once again Nigel slowed down. He wanted to fuck longer and I did too. I could not take any more of this torture.

I suddenly raised my knees to provide support for his ass and back and thrusted hard by raising my pelvis to reach as far inside his ass as I could. Nigel suddenly realizing what happened and having no time or chance to escape quickly dropped over my body. His hips raised a little and I filled the gap by pushing further inside his hole. His lips were on my neck under my ear and my lips were on his neck under his ear. I slammed as hard in his ass I could. My hands were roaming on his solid meat ass cheeks, my fingers were also probing his ass hole in addition to my cock. We must have fucked for about 2—3 minutes when I felt the desire to plunge much harder and deeper in him. “Nigel, I need to fuck you now”. I whispered in his ear. It did not take him a split second. He took his hole off my monster and very rapidly without showing his face to me, took a position on his 4’s in front of me. I almost tore off the shirt from my face. What a lovely ass; what a semi gaping hole almost rounded by taking my thick cock in the pink.

I love slapped him and moved faster than him on my knees and holding my huge erection, jammed it in one go in his British ass. Nigel cried but I was not in any mercy mood. With both hands on his shoulders, I started taking his ass much harder and deeper from the get go. Nigel had fucked my cock for at least 10 minutes and now another couple of minutes; my semen got boiling in my balls. I could feel him rubbing his cock under me and then his ass quivered. My cock got crushed in between the meaty grinding machine. We both made enough noise and I filled his ass with my brew while he took out his load on the towel I had on my bed.

After getting done, Nigel shifted to his bed and dropped there. I wiped my cock dry and I dropped on my bed and we did go to sleep for our routine of about an hour. When we woke up, Nigel went to take a shower first and then he woke me up. After shower we went out for the sports time. After the dinner when we came back, Nigel was posing as if nothing unusual happened and I was also not in a mood to discuss anything if he was not.

It is equally funny for me even today, why I do not remember, how it happened but in the morning, I woke up in Nigel’s bed with him impaled on my morning log and we fucked awesome first thing in the morning. I could never forget next 11 days, I fucked Nigel before going to classes, after coming from classes and then maybe just before going to bed or while watching the TV after coming back from dining hall. Those marvelous 11 days of fucking beautiful, awesome British ass and then on the 12th day, there was note for me from Nigel. He had quit the classes and opted to go back home. I think, I had fucked him very well, it must be some other reason.

University office informed me that they will allow me to take a roommate if I wanted to and did not want to stay in the room alone but I chose to be alone and practice my masturbation skills to perfection. After graduation, I returned home, had some most desired asses and pussies as well but the memories of those 11 days are still wet and fresh in my mind and on my penis.

The End. Please vote and make some comments. AWC April 30, 2021.

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