I had always had a desire to be with another guy.

I liked women and had great sex with women. I didn't want to have a relationship with men, I just wanted their lengths.

My college roommate my first year was an incredibly good looking guy. He played football and had one of those well-muscled bodies. I often fantasized about playing with his length, but he always had a girl over and I just knew that it wasn't his thing.

One weekend I was in the dorm room alone. He had gone off somewhere and I didn't know when he would be back, so I picked me up a good porn flick and went back to the room. I was laying in my bed watching it when he came through the door.

I was not expecting him and I jumped under the covers. He walked in and sat on a chair and asked if I minded if he watched too.

I was kind of uncomfortable but I said yes. Well, pretty soon he has his hands in his pants. He stands up and unzips them and pulls them down around his ankles. I was shocked at his length...well-sized, well-shaped and perfectly erect.

He made the comment that he would give anything to have a girl with him right then.

Then he stood up and went to climb on his bunk bed, which was above mine. His manhood was mere inches from my face. He said "It's too bad you aren't a girl" and laughed, and playfully poked his thingy at my cheek. That was all I needed. I turned my face, opened my mouth and took the head of that beautiful manhood in. His eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open. I don't think he knew what to do. So I took him in a little further. He looked like he wanted to say something or pull away, but when he felt my hot mouth wrapped aaround his already aroused thingy, he couldn't. For a moment he just stood there as I sucked him, until I started fondling his balls. Then I took his balls into my mouth, then ducked under and gently probed his tight manhole with my tongue. He then dropped into the bed and took me into his mouth.

We gently and thoroughly explored one another for a while. Then we came up and started kissing. I turned over on my side and asked him to rub his thingy in my crack, which he eagerly did.

He rubbed for a few minutes and then I grabbed the KY Jelly I used to masturbate and spread some on him.

I felt this tip of his manhood enter the rim of my warmth and felt a sharp pain.

He gently and smoothly continued. As he filled me up I gasped and thought I would explode from the inside out. But as he began to move, the pain subsided and an incredible pleasure began to spread through my body. He played me gently for about ten minutes before spilling his warmth inside me. We laid there for a few minutes, him kissing my neck and ears until he slipped out. He then rolled over. I took the cue and entered him slowly, and played his tight soft place for 15 minutes before we both screamed in pleasure.

We immediately got up and went into the shower where we washed one another off.

Then we laid in bed and said nothing for a while.

Pretty soon we were at it again. He played me for about 30 minutes, gently, kissing me and moving his strong hands over my body. He came deep inside me and there we fell asleep, with him still lodged, a little less firm, in my soft place. When I woke I the next morning I pressed back against him and he took me again. This began an almost nightly routine that lasted for two semesters. We still had girlfriends. We had our own lives outside those dorm walls. But in the evening we shared a bed. One of his black teammates even joined us once, which opened up a whole new fantasy. He transferred away, and I have not seen him since, but I still long to feel him inside of me.