There are many exciting news report on here that, unfortunately, do not deliver the added bonus of being avowedly. So here is my story of my maiden manlike sexual experience in college. This story is in no way made up, but particular have been changed to protect identities.

I was a college freshman the number one time I ever did anything with a man. The soul was a older, and a supporter of mine since we were nestling. He has since come out as being gay, however, I still maintain being straight ( despite what the balance of this story will show ).
We frequently hung out together outside of school and on the weekends and were very close. Often, our topics would roll to a intimate nature and he would ask me detailed questions about our experience. He let it be known that he was insecure about his consistence and as such asked me questions about my penis size, how retentive it took me to ejaculate, and other male related questions.
My friend, who I will denote to as St. Paul, worked at a estimator haunt shop in our small township. Business was generally slow and I would often visit him for long periods of fourth dimension. Over the course of several month and many give-and-take he worked up to asking me if he could see my penis. At first I was shocked and a little mistrustful, until he stated it was only to liken because he felt insecure about his. Initially I said no and he did not compact the issue.
It should be said that Paul was a captain at manipulation. Since I was a fresher, I was unable to drive on campus and he would give me taunt where I needed to go. As I was not computer savvy, he would also fix or upgrade my data processor if needed. Some fourth dimension after our initial conversation regarding seeing my penis, he brought it up again while giving me a drive. When I said no again he got a niggling angry and stated"I give you rides everywhere and don't thrill you for gas, and you can't even do this one thing for me."I considered it for a few second while he went on about how he was going to take up charging me ( I had no money ) before I finally decided to yield. While driving in his car I unbuckled my pants and slid them down to the flooring. As I was very nervous, my member was smaller than usual and Paul laughed and joked about"not being worried anymore"before telling me I could tear them up.
There was no mention of the incident for some time until Saint Paul one day jokingly commented about my having a minor penis while we were alone at the workshop. Defending myself, I said I was nervous and was above average normally. Seizing on the opportunity, Apostle of the Gentiles began convincing me to show him my erect penis.
"I have already seen your prick. If you are larger than prove it. What's the difference ?"
Saul then brought me to the back way of the store and sat me down in front of a estimator and then proceeded to bring up a porn land site."Sit here and jerk off until your dick is fully hard, and then call me back."Scared, but wanting to turn up him amiss, I did as I was told and before I knew it I had a fully aroused cock in my helping hand and called him back again.
"Ok, so you were't kidding."He said as he sat on his knees in nominal head of my chair,"Can I touch it ?"For me this had gone too far. I wanted to run out of there and he saw that so he added"Calm down. I just want to see how hard it is."When I began to pull up up my bloomers, prepare to go out he again got angry and said"All the poop I do for you and this is how you repay me ? If you walk out everything stoppage. You pay me for all the gas money and you better hope I don't tell anyone about this."Scared, I walked back and dropped my pants again, showing my still erect cock. Even though it felt wrong and I was scared, I have to admit that all excited me. When Paul reached down and began to stroke the head of my cock I felt a shiver up my back."Put your hands on your head and don't affect them until I tell you"he said in an angry spokesperson. I listened to what he said as he started to jerk harder and faster, occasional stopping to rub down my bollock."Please Paul, you need to arrest"but for all St. Paul listened I might give birth not said anything at all.
When I finally came, I ejaculated all over his helping hand and floor."This is a plenty and you are going to houseclean it up."So I ran to the bathroom, grabbed some towels and began to clean up the mess while he sat and watched me, saying nothing."Can I go now ?"I asked."Don't you tell anyone about this"he said, and I left.
After that incident I avoided him for some clock time, but was finally forced to turn back when my computing device needed to be fixed."Haven't seen you in a while. You don't need to be weird about this you know."I explained to him how I felt and how ashamed I was after. intellect, Saul stated that there was cipher to be ashamed about and that we could go back to being normal. Agreeing, I dropped off my computer and said I would be back later in the day.
When I returned at night, Paul the Apostle said my computer was fixed and he had something to shew me. Bringing me around to the cover room again, he sat me down in the Lapplander electric chair and opened the computer screen. Apprehensive, I said I didn't want to see anything else and wanted my electronic computer so I could go."Just look."and he proceeded to show me a video of the premature event, shot from a hidden camera in the room."This is just a copy, I didn't want to feature to demo you this, but you are being such a lilliputian shit about everything."I felt so scared and ashamed. I wanted to run out and never see him again but I didn't know what he would do with the television. What if my friends and family found out ?
"What do you want from me to delete this ?"I asked, though I feared I already knew the answer.
"Put these on"he said as he handed me a pair of cuff. I was genuinely fearful as I placed my hands behind my back and felt the cold metal click around my wrists.
"Now wait here"he said as he went to the front of the workshop and locked the doorway. When he finally returned he made me get on my stifle in strawman of him."You are going to suck my dick now. If you fight me at all I am sending this video to your parents."he then slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi erect penis.
My belief at this spot could only be described as a hopeless exhilaration. I felt trapped and scared more than I ever have in my life but at the same time I was getting turned on."Open your backtalk"and I obeyed as he slid his member in my mouth for the first clock time. With each pump his dick began to swell Sir Thomas More and to a greater extent until it was all I could do not to foul."Good boy"he said as he grabbed my head with both hands and began to shove to a greater extent vigorously."I bet you can take this right down your pharynx"and he began to advertize his penis to the back of my mouth, choking me. Coughing and gasping, I desperately tried to force back, helpless against his hold. When he finally released me I fell forward on to the ground gasping for air, tears running down my middle."Please Paul, I can't do this."“ We aren't done yet"as he pulled me up roughly and began to once again thrust his dick in my sass. As he began to moan louder and louder my mouth filled with the gustatory modality of his salty precum. I knew what was coming."You are going to take this encumbrance and accept it or everyone sees the video."
With a grasp around my head that I could not escape from and a few final thrusts, Paul held my psyche in position as his tool shot a Brobdingnagian, milklike freight into the back of my throat. I began to gag instantly, but I knew that I needed to get down."Take it all you little trollop"he said moaning as I forced myself to swallow what felt corresponding gallons of his seed. Even after his full warhead had been taken down, he lingered in my sassing for a while longer as his penis started to miss its severity. When he finally pulled out he took his penis in hand and rubbed it over my sassing and face.
"Are you ever going to tell anyone about this ?"he asked as his wet, sticky cock ran over my brass."Of course not"I said, and I knew it was true."You are going to come up back here tomorrow, is that understood ?"
"Yes"I said, rebelliousness clearly shown in my face. Unexpectedly, he slapped me across the face with such forcefulness that I fell to the priming, still handcuffed."YES, SIR."he said as he stood above me."Yes sir,"I said, defeated and submissive.
If I thought that was the worst of it, I had no estimate what tomorrow had in store…

To be continued .