STRAIGHT BOY CAMERON
University was a whole new experience for me I had never been away from home on my own before and I was looking forward to being able to live my life and to meet new friends. My name is Paul Joseph and I from the town of Telford which is situated in the Midlands of England about a 40 minute drive from Birmingham, England's second biggest city after London. I did well enough academically to go to University and I choose, Liverpool which was about 70 miles from my home. While not too far to go home for the weekend it was far enough away not to be living in my parent's pockets. I got a room in the halls of residence and arrived a couple of weeks before I was due to start my course in Electrical Engineering.
I was soon making new friends with boys and girls in my halls and I was getting to know some great people. I have been openly gay since sixth form and most people accepted me as I am. I did not really have a boyfriend back home there were a few guys my age I have had sex with but no one special so I wasn't really missing anyone from back home.
I was always one for organising things and I was soon helping out showing the new students around. It was only a few days before the start of class when I was asked to show Cameron Henshaw round college. He had only just arrived and did not know anyone. The moment I clasped eyes on him I got a major boner to say he was fit as fuck would be an understatement, he was the most gorgeous guy I had ever seen.
"Hi", I said smiling.
"Hi", he replied.
He held out his hand to shake and I shook it firmly as he gave me one hell of a sexy smile my legs turned to jelly.
I started to show him round as we made small talk about where we were from and other such things. All I could think about was getting into his pants, however, any hope that he was gay were soon dispelled.
"So what are the girls here have you fucked any yet", he asked.
"No", I laughed.
"Though there is quite a few I think you would like", I added.
"I hope so", he said.
"Just split from mine back home she was too clingy. Going to have fun fucking a few up here", he told me.
As he spoke his hand groped his crotch I could only imagine what he was packing down there.
I thought for moment and decided there no point hiding the truth from him he will find out soon enough and did not want him to think I was deceitful.
"Look mate", I said, "I have to tell you that I am gay".
"That's cool", he said nodding.
"I get a lot of attention from gay guys. Nowt wrong with being gay but if they try anything with me I will knock them flying", he stated.
I continued to show him round and we got along pretty well despite the difference in our sexualities. He told me he was into sports and gym and his other likes. He seemed like the perfect guy for me he was just my type, pity I wasn't his.
Over the next few days we kept in touch we went to the gym together though he was careful not to change in front of me. We went to the bars and I introduced him to some guys and girls I had met. It did not take him long before he was taking a girl back to his room.
When college started I was working hard with my course work but still found time to go out and have some drinks with friends. I did met a few other gay guys but none that I really fancied. I was masturbating nightly to what I would do with Cameron. While he himself had wasted no time in finding himself a girlfriend who he informed me was banging twice a day. I still lusted after him I needed to see what he was packing in them jeans of his.
I came from a relatively well-off family and I was receiving an allowance from my parents so I could concentrate on my studies. Cameron was not so fortunate and had to take on jobs to help him through college. In the first three months he had done a few but kept losing them, mainly because he would not turn up because he wanted to fuck his girl. I envied him here I had not touched a guy for ages, I had chances but I was not really attracted to the ones that offered themselves to me, so I just wanked off thinking about Cameron.
A few days later I decided to go to the gym around midnight it would be quiet then so I could use some of the exercise machines. Some days it was so busy you could not get on anything. I also needed to pop out to the all night shop to get a few groceries. I walked through the campus to the gym it was pretty quiet but there were still a few people about. I walked into the changing rooms I could hear someone in the shower but nobody else was about. Imagine my pleasant surprise when out of the showers walked Cameron with just a towel round his waist. I immediately boned up.
"Hi", I smiled.
"Hi", he replied.
His passage to the lockers was blocked as I stood in front of him. I reached up and ran my hand across his chest. He instantly knocked my hand away.
"Nice", I murmured.
Again I reached out to touch his chest.
"Quit it", he said sternly.
I reached into my pocked and pulled out the twenty pound note I had taken to buy the groceries and handed to him.
He sighed rejectively as he took the money.
I brought my hand to his chest and ran it across his smooth body. My cock twitched in my shorts as I felt him. I ran my hand across his strong muscular chest several times as he tried to avoid eye contact. Quick as a flash I reached down and gave his crotch a quick squeeze through the towel.
"That's enough", he said threateningly.
He stood back.
"Let me past now", he said.
He brushed past me and grabbed his bag from his locker and was gone. I stood there a few moments trying to decide what to do. I decided I needed to rush back to my room and take care of the stiff problem in my shorts; gym and shopping would have to wait.
A few days later I saw Cameron stood at the bar waiting to be served and went to stand by him.
"Hi", I said.
"Hello", he replied coldly.
"Why don't you come round to my room one evening", I asked.
"I don't fucking think so. Do you", he replied.
"I don't know", I responded, "I think fifty pounds might swing it".
He gulped and let out a chortle.
"Fifty pounds for an hour", I said.
"I would consider it carefully if I were you. Our secret", I added.
I left him to think about it unsure whether he would take up my offer.
About a week later around seven in the evening I was sat in my room reading when there was a knock at the door. I opened the door and Cameron was stood there.
"Come in", I smiled.
"Money", he said emotionlessly as he held out his hand.
I reached for my wallet and handed him five ten pound notes. I moved closer to him and planted my lips on his.
"No kissing", he said.
I ignored him and attempted to force my tongue into his mouth as he kept his lips firmly shut. I stood back.
"Take you shirt off", I requested.
He did as I asked and started to rub my hands all over his torso. I undid the button on my jeans my cock was rock hard and needed some freedom. I pulled it out and it pointed upwards towards him.
"I am not touching that", he said.
"You will do as you are told", I replied.
"I can't stop long", he shot back.
Disregarding his comment I reached out and felt him between his legs.
"I should knock you teeth down your throat you fucking faggot", he said angrily.
I took hold of his hand and brought it to my cock.
"Wank it slowly", I said.
"Fuck off", he said attempting to free his hand from my grasp.
"If you are not going to play just give me the money back and leave", I told him.
Reluctantly he took hold of my stiff prick and slowly pulled on it as I felt him up. We continued this for a couple of minutes him looking disgustedly at me.
"Time you lost them jeans", I said.
I looked at the clock as we both took off our jeans. He had been here 12 minutes. I needed to drag this out a little longer yet.
He took off his jeans his cock look fairly flaccid in his underwear. I reached out to cox it to life despite rubbing it for a few seconds I was getting no reaction. I slid my hand inside his undies my own cock throbbed as cupped his cock and balls.
He pushed me back.
"I can't go through with this", he said.
I looked at him and held my hand out for him to return my money.
"You have had more money's worth", he said.
"Like fuck I have", I told him.
"Get that dick out now and wank it till it gets hard", I said.
He appeared to think for a few seconds.
"You ever tell anyone about this and I will beat you senseless you dirty queer. Do you understand", he said sternly.
"Our secret", I smiled.
He pulled his dick out of the side of his underwear and wanked it a little so it grew to semi hard. I dropped to my knees and kissed it. I yanked his underwear down to his ankles. I moved my lips to the tip of his cock and slowly wrapped them round. Carefully I moved my lips up and down his shaft which began to grow as I picked up speed.
He sighed and leaned back against the door. I tried to take my time but the thrill of sucking his dick was so exciting that I moved faster and faster up and down his prick. I felt his cock throb in my mouth. I needed his to taste his spunk. A few seconds later he grunted as he started to shoot his sperm into my mouth. I kept sucking till I had swallowed every drop.
"Fucking stop now", he said as he pushed, almost punched, my head off his dick.
I stood up and smiled at him.
"Wasn't that the best fucking blowjob you have ever had", I asked.
"It was ok", he whispered.
"Bullshit. It was the best and you know it", I laughed.
"Right", I said.
I grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him over to my bed. I lay down.
"Wank me off", I told him.
He shook his head.
"I'm not doing it. In fact I'm leaving now", he said as he started to pull his underwear up.
"Like fuck you are", I said.
I looked at the clock.
"I paid for an hour. We still got 32 minutes left", I said.
I patted the bed at the side of me and pointed at my throbbing cock.
"Come on", I said, "I will cum in no time if you pull on it".
Cameron took hold of my cock and started to toss me off. I closed my eyes then opened them stirring up at his beautiful body. I tried to concentrate not coming but he was pulling on my dick for all he was worth obviously trying to get me to spunk as soon as possible.
I couldn't hold back and soon my load was spraying everywhere. To give him his due he didn't stop until I had emptied every single drop from my balls. He jumped up and grabbed a tissue and wiped his hand clean.
"Can I go now", he asked.
I shook my head.
"Still 24 minutes", I said, as I pointed at an imaginary watch on my wrist.
"Come on lie next to me", I said.
He lay down.
"Please, no kissing", he said.
"Okay", I said.
I held him close to me and rubbed his dick with my hand. I started to engage him in conversation as I asked him who was the hottest girl he had fucked. His cock started to spring back to life as I asked him about every detail. I looked as the clock.
"We got ten minutes. How about I give you another blowjob", I asked.
Without looking at me he nodded.
I bend down and went down on him again as he continued to talk about the girls he had fucked. It took about five minutes for me to bring him off the second time. He lay there panting as I got off the bed.
"You can go now our time is almost up", I said.
He got dressed quickly.
"I'm not a fag and never will be", he said.
"That's fine", I replied.
"However, if you would like to make this a weekly arrangement there will always be a reward for you", I told him.
He looked at me and shrugged his shoulders and then he left.
I lay on my bed gently toying with my meat and two veg. I wondered if he would come back. I hoped so. I might even let him fuck me.
THE END