Just wanted to update you all on the last couple of weeks. Finals went AMAZINGLY well. I aced all my tests/papers and even ended up with the 2nd-highest grade in one of my classes (The chick who beat me is a brown-nosing bitch... Not that I'm bitter...)
Spring Break is here! And it couldn't have come at a better time! I need the break! Jockguy and I will be taking a roadie down to Cali to see Sarah. I'm so excited slash nervous! I know it will be fun and everything but introducing my bf to my ex-gf seems a little odd lol. But they both assure me it's going to be fine. They have been talking to each other on the phone and have bonded by telling stories about me putting my foot in my mouth... I'm sure I'll have plenty of stories to tell when I get back :)
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Monday, March 21, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Telling Jockguy about the Blog
I've been writing this blog since last July. In that time, I have never told Jockguy about it. And he has never acknowledged that he knows about it. When I first started, I told myself I had to tell him. He's a huge part of my life and it's not fair that he doesn't know I'm writing about him. But every time I decided to tell him, I'd chicken out and decide to wait a little while longer.
Well, last weekend, I decided to nut up and tell him. I waited until after we fucked and were in bed about to sleep.
"I have to tell you something that isn't too serious but still kinda important."
"Uhh, ok. Is everything ok?" Jockguy said, propping himself on an elbow and looking down at me.
"Yeah, everything's fine... Ummm, you know how I like to write, right?"
"Yeah." Jockguy looked puzzled.
"Well, I've been writing a blog..." I hesitated. "... about my sex life."
Jockguy gave me a confused look. I think he was trying to figure out if I was joking or not.
"Seriously?" he asked.
"Yeah." I sat up and put my knees up. I lowered my head, ashamed. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."
"Ok... You hide your identity, right? You don't use your real name. Or my name."
"No, not at all. I gave us fake names and don't write about things that will ID us. I'm careful about that. I don't want people to know it's me."
"What's my name?" he asked with a smirk.
"What?"
"My fake name. You said you gave us fake names. What's mine?"
I went from ashamed to embarrassed.
"Come on, who cares... Are you ok with it?"
"I don't know. Tell me my name first." Jockguy started poking me.
"Come on. Stop! God, you're a child."
"Coming from you, that carries no weight. Tell me!"
"Ok... I call you 'Jockguy'. Happy?"
"'Jockguy'? What the fuck kind of name is 'Jockguy'?"
"I don't know. I just called you that and it stuck. Can we be serious for a second."
"No. What's your 'name'?" Jockguy said, air-quoting "name".
"I'm going to sleep." I laid down, my back to Jockguy and pulled the covers over myself.
"Is it 'Muscleguy'? Or 'Meathead'?" Jockguy asked in a very mocking tone.
"God I hate you. Go to sleep."
"IOr is it like an Indian name? 'Fartsinhissleep'?" Jockguy burst into laughter.
"I fucking hate you right now," I said with an angry laugh. "You ruined the moment. I was trying to tell you something personal and you fucked it up."
Jockguy was unfazed by my mostly fake disappointment.
"I know what it is! Since I'm 'Jockguy' you must be 'Jockgirl'!"
This time I started laughing. I was sooo pissed at him but it was funny. He always makes me laugh, even when I'm pissed. I hate it!
Jockguy got out of bed and grabbed his laptop off his desk. He crawled back in bed and logged on.
"What's it called?" he asked.
"You aren't gonna look at it now are you?"
"Uhh, yeah."
"I don't want you to read it while I'm here."
"Why?"
"I don't know. It's embarrassing."
"Then why do you write it?"
"No, you reading it is embarrassing."
"Babe, it's fine. I want to read it." Jockguy said with a smile. How can I say no to that smile?!
"And you won't get upset or mad?"
"Why? Did you write something that will make me upset or mad?"
"Well, no but... I don't know. I'm just not sure what your reaction is gonna be."
"You on your period this week?!"
"Fuck you," I laughed, grabbing the laptop. I google-searched the blog and had it opened to my first post in seconds. "Here it is. But be fore you read it, you have to do something for me."
"What?"
I leaned over and gave Jockguy a deep kiss.
"That," I said pulling away.
Jockguy took the laptop and began reading. Within seconds he began laughing.
"'CollegeCumslut'?"
"Shut up and read!" I shouted over my shoulder as I laid nervously.
Jockguy began reading. And reading. And reading. At some point I dozed off. I woke up who knows how long later and Jockguy was still reading.
"You still reading?" I asked in a groggy and scratchy voice.
"Just a sec."
I waited for about 5 minutes until Jockguy was done with his current entry. He closed the laptop and set it aside. He crawled under the covers. I laid my head on his chest as he wrapped an arm around me. I waited for him to say something.
"So, what did you think?" I asked, unable to take the silence.
"I like it," he answered, giving me a squeeze with his arm.
"Really?"
"Yeah. It's hot. The stories are hot. Every story was like being back in the moment it actually happened. I think you should change your major to Writing."
"Thanks. That means so much coming from you. I was scared to tell you about it."
"Why? You know you can do no wrong with me."
"Can I get that in writing?"
"I like it but you HAVE to change my name. Give me a real name. And give yourself a real name too."
"I was actually thinking about giving myself one. I hate writing 'C.C.' instead of a real name. I think it sounds dumb. But I like 'Jockguy'."
"I could be 'Bernard' and you could be 'Willard'," Jockguy deadpanned.
"Oh God. 'Bernard pounded my ass and said "Take it Willard!"'. That's not going to give anyone a boner!"
"Good point."
Jockguy and I continued talking about names for about 15 min. Some were serious but most were dumb. At one point, I suggested "Holden McGroin" for him.
When we had exhausted our brains of funny names, we cuddled up and went to sleep. The next day, Jockguy finished all the posts. He reiterated how much he liked them by giving me a HARD pounding that night.
After he came, he looked at me and said, "That was definitely blog-worthy." :)
Well, last weekend, I decided to nut up and tell him. I waited until after we fucked and were in bed about to sleep.
"I have to tell you something that isn't too serious but still kinda important."
"Uhh, ok. Is everything ok?" Jockguy said, propping himself on an elbow and looking down at me.
"Yeah, everything's fine... Ummm, you know how I like to write, right?"
"Yeah." Jockguy looked puzzled.
"Well, I've been writing a blog..." I hesitated. "... about my sex life."
Jockguy gave me a confused look. I think he was trying to figure out if I was joking or not.
"Seriously?" he asked.
"Yeah." I sat up and put my knees up. I lowered my head, ashamed. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."
"Ok... You hide your identity, right? You don't use your real name. Or my name."
"No, not at all. I gave us fake names and don't write about things that will ID us. I'm careful about that. I don't want people to know it's me."
"What's my name?" he asked with a smirk.
"What?"
"My fake name. You said you gave us fake names. What's mine?"
I went from ashamed to embarrassed.
"Come on, who cares... Are you ok with it?"
"I don't know. Tell me my name first." Jockguy started poking me.
"Come on. Stop! God, you're a child."
"Coming from you, that carries no weight. Tell me!"
"Ok... I call you 'Jockguy'. Happy?"
"'Jockguy'? What the fuck kind of name is 'Jockguy'?"
"I don't know. I just called you that and it stuck. Can we be serious for a second."
"No. What's your 'name'?" Jockguy said, air-quoting "name".
"I'm going to sleep." I laid down, my back to Jockguy and pulled the covers over myself.
"Is it 'Muscleguy'? Or 'Meathead'?" Jockguy asked in a very mocking tone.
"God I hate you. Go to sleep."
"IOr is it like an Indian name? 'Fartsinhissleep'?" Jockguy burst into laughter.
"I fucking hate you right now," I said with an angry laugh. "You ruined the moment. I was trying to tell you something personal and you fucked it up."
Jockguy was unfazed by my mostly fake disappointment.
"I know what it is! Since I'm 'Jockguy' you must be 'Jockgirl'!"
This time I started laughing. I was sooo pissed at him but it was funny. He always makes me laugh, even when I'm pissed. I hate it!
Jockguy got out of bed and grabbed his laptop off his desk. He crawled back in bed and logged on.
"What's it called?" he asked.
"You aren't gonna look at it now are you?"
"Uhh, yeah."
"I don't want you to read it while I'm here."
"Why?"
"I don't know. It's embarrassing."
"Then why do you write it?"
"No, you reading it is embarrassing."
"Babe, it's fine. I want to read it." Jockguy said with a smile. How can I say no to that smile?!
"And you won't get upset or mad?"
"Why? Did you write something that will make me upset or mad?"
"Well, no but... I don't know. I'm just not sure what your reaction is gonna be."
"You on your period this week?!"
"Fuck you," I laughed, grabbing the laptop. I google-searched the blog and had it opened to my first post in seconds. "Here it is. But be fore you read it, you have to do something for me."
"What?"
I leaned over and gave Jockguy a deep kiss.
"That," I said pulling away.
Jockguy took the laptop and began reading. Within seconds he began laughing.
"'CollegeCumslut'?"
"Shut up and read!" I shouted over my shoulder as I laid nervously.
Jockguy began reading. And reading. And reading. At some point I dozed off. I woke up who knows how long later and Jockguy was still reading.
"You still reading?" I asked in a groggy and scratchy voice.
"Just a sec."
I waited for about 5 minutes until Jockguy was done with his current entry. He closed the laptop and set it aside. He crawled under the covers. I laid my head on his chest as he wrapped an arm around me. I waited for him to say something.
"So, what did you think?" I asked, unable to take the silence.
"I like it," he answered, giving me a squeeze with his arm.
"Really?"
"Yeah. It's hot. The stories are hot. Every story was like being back in the moment it actually happened. I think you should change your major to Writing."
"Thanks. That means so much coming from you. I was scared to tell you about it."
"Why? You know you can do no wrong with me."
"Can I get that in writing?"
"I like it but you HAVE to change my name. Give me a real name. And give yourself a real name too."
"I was actually thinking about giving myself one. I hate writing 'C.C.' instead of a real name. I think it sounds dumb. But I like 'Jockguy'."
"I could be 'Bernard' and you could be 'Willard'," Jockguy deadpanned.
"Oh God. 'Bernard pounded my ass and said "Take it Willard!"'. That's not going to give anyone a boner!"
"Good point."
Jockguy and I continued talking about names for about 15 min. Some were serious but most were dumb. At one point, I suggested "Holden McGroin" for him.
When we had exhausted our brains of funny names, we cuddled up and went to sleep. The next day, Jockguy finished all the posts. He reiterated how much he liked them by giving me a HARD pounding that night.
After he came, he looked at me and said, "That was definitely blog-worthy." :)
Friday, March 4, 2011
Back-up Blog is Running!
I set up a back-up blog in case Google decides to take down this one.
http://collegecumslut.wordpress.com/
I will update this "new" blog when I update here. I prefer the look and feel of this blog, so I'm going to keep this as the main blog until I have to change. Anyways, thanks for all the help and suggestions!
http://collegecumslut.wordpress.com/
I will update this "new" blog when I update here. I prefer the look and feel of this blog, so I'm going to keep this as the main blog until I have to change. Anyways, thanks for all the help and suggestions!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Very Important! Please Read!
I have gotten a couple emails and comments in the last week or so about Google deleting some gay sex blogs. So far, this hasn't happened here (knock on wood!). I need some help in case this does happen. I am not the most computer savvy guy and am not sure what my options are for continuing this blog elsewhere. Are there other free host sites I can run my blog through? If anyone has any information, I'd like to know. I have created a new email in case my gmail account gets deleted along with the blog. If anyone has any good info, please let me know! Write to this email:
collegecumslutofficial@yahoo.com
ALSO - if I do get deleted before letting you guys know about another location for the blog, feel free to email me at the new address above.
I really like having this blog. Writing and hearing feedback from you all has been almost therapeutic. I just wanted you to know I'll be around if Google decides the content of this blog is unfit for their company (dbags!).
Thanks for reading!
C.C.
collegecumslutofficial@yahoo.com
ALSO - if I do get deleted before letting you guys know about another location for the blog, feel free to email me at the new address above.
I really like having this blog. Writing and hearing feedback from you all has been almost therapeutic. I just wanted you to know I'll be around if Google decides the content of this blog is unfit for their company (dbags!).
Thanks for reading!
C.C.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
My Straight Past, Pt. 3 (Non-sex)
September 2008 -
"I don't want to hear it! How can you do this to me? I fucking LOVE you!"
"I love you too. But we are going to different schools, in different states. You didn't expect this to last, did you?"
"You have NO faith in me and you never have!"
"I do, I do. I just don't think long distance works."
"How do you know? You've never tried."
"It never works for anybody. You know that."
"Life isn't some fairytale where everything magically happens. You have to work at relationships. Calling it quits without even trying is a dick move."
"Don't be like this, babe. We still have time. We leave in two weeks. Let's make the most of it."
"No... If you are going to end it, you end it now. Not in two weeks, or two days, or two hours... Now."
"... Ok... Now..."
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"Would you like to come in?" Sarah asked.
"Uhhh. Ummm, I don't think so. It's kinda late."
"Oh, come on. It's 12:30."
"I have an early day tomorrow."
Sarah began laughing. "You NEVER wake up before 10, especially on the weekend! Don't pull that bullshit with me! I know you too well!"
I was caught and started to laugh.
"Come on. My parents would love to see you."
Sarah looked at me and smiled. I couldn't resist that smile.
"Alright."
I turned the car off and took my seatbelt off. As I reached for the door handle I hesitated. I hadn't been inside Sarah's house sine we broke up. And I hadn't see her parents since then, either. I took a deep breath and got out of the car.
I followed Sarah up the pathway to the front door. When we reached it, Sarah glanced at me.
"Are you nervous?" she asked, chuckling.
"Uhhh, kinda! I haven't seen your parents in forever!"
"Stop worrying! You know they love you!"
"I know but it's still weird."
"Only if you make it weird!" Sarah said as she opened the door.
My heart began to race as soon as the door opened. Sarah led the way as we walked down the entry into the living room. We heard noise from the family room.
"Mom!" Sarah called out.
"In here." The voice came from the family room.
We made our way down a short hall to the family room entrance. Before getting there, Sarah stopped and whispered in my ear.
"Wait here. I want to surprise them."
"Really?!" I whispered back.
"Just do it!" she replied, shooting me daggers. If I learned ONE thing while dating Sarah, it was not to mess with her when she gave that look! I waited just outside the family room as Sarah entered.
"How was the party?" Sarah's mom asked.
"Great. It was nice seeing everyone again. Where's dad?"
"In bed. Who all was there?"
"The usuals plus about 30 people. I brought you a present."
"Oh?"
"Yup. C.C., come here."
I turned the corner, as ordered. The look on Sarah's mom's face was priceless!
"Oh my God! C.C.! How are you?" she said, as she jumped up and went in for a hug.
"I'm great! It's nice to see you, Mrs. James," I said as we hugged.
"Knock that Mrs. James crap off, you know to call me Laurie!"
Our hug ended and we found our seats. Laurie had a huge smile on her face. I sat next to Sarah on the couch, her mother was in a recliner a few feet away.
"It is so nice to see you! We've missed you around here," Laurie said.
"Yeah, I've missed you guys as well."
"So, I take it you met up with Sarah at the party?"
"Yeah," Sarah jumped in, "he volunteered to give me a ride home after Chelsea bailed."
"Of course he did. He was always a gentlemen," Laurie said to Sarah.
"Oh God, here we go," Sarah said, falling back into the couch. "I don't know why you were nervous. She likes you more than she likes me!"
"You can't really blame her, can you?!?" I said smiling. Laurie burst into laughter as Sarah punched me in the arm.
We continued talking with Laurie for about 30 minutes. She interrogated me like mothers do. I filled her in on school and social life, even if I had to lie about my love for cock :) After I had thoroughly spilled my guts, Laurie decided it was time for her to head to bed.
"It was so nice seeing you," she said as she hugged me again. "Next time, don't wait 2 years in between visits."
"I won't," I laughed.
Laurie went to bed, leaving Sarah and I alone... In the same room where our relationship had ended 2 years prior.
"God, she just LOVES you!" Sarah said.
"Like I said before, can you really blame here? I am, after all, me."
"Nice to know you have stayed so humble over the years."
A silence fell over the two of us. I couldn't think of anything to say. I glanced over at Sarah, who was mute as well. She flashed a nervous smile.
"Man, this is awkward, isn't it?" she laughed.
"Slightly."
"Well, I'm gonna power through," she said, as she pulled her legs onto the couch and turned to face me. "There is actually something I wanted to talk to you about. I have been talking with Jason a lot lately. You and I stopped talking but Jason and I have stayed pretty close. We were talking the other day and you came up."
I didn't like where this was going. I started squirming in my seat, unable to get comfortable. Sarah noticed and reached out, gently squeezing my arm.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
I wanted to get up and leave but I couldn't. Unable to speak, I nodded my head. She continued.
"I started asking about you. How you were doing, how school was, if you were seeing anyone. Jason became a little defensive. Told me not try and start things up with you again. He said you were going through some things and couldn't deal with me. I wasn't trying to start things up but he thought I was. Anyways, I asked him what you were going through. He said 'some stuff'. I kept asking for specifics but he wouldn't give me any. Finally, I got pissed and practically yelled at him to tell me."
I became really warm and had to take my coat off. I leaned forward and took a huge breath.
"He told you..."
Sarah slid over and wrapped her arms around me.
"Yeah, he did... Please don't be mad at him. I had to practically beat it out of him. It wasn't his fault."
Sarah pulled me into a hug.
"I love you so much. I'm sorry I wasn't there to help." she said, starting to cry.
I gave in and turned so I could hug her. The emotions I was feeling were vast. Pain, happiness, relief, angry, sorrow, regret. I suddenly hated myself for shutting Sarah out of my life. I hated that I hadn't seen her in 2 years. I hated that she had to find out about me through someone else.
Sarah and I embraced on the couch for what seemed like an eternity. Neither of us said anything.
The silence and moment was broken by a text to me from none other than Jason. After responding to it, I looked up at Sarah.
"I'm so sorry for the last 2 years. I'm sorr-"
"No, don't be," Sarah interrupted. "You had every right. I fucked up."
"I know but I should have gotten over it quicker. You mean too much to me to have shut you out for so long."
"Thank you." Sarah leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm hungry and we need to talk. Let's go grab some food." She leaped up and walked towards the front door, grabbing her coat.
God I missed her...
"I don't want to hear it! How can you do this to me? I fucking LOVE you!"
"I love you too. But we are going to different schools, in different states. You didn't expect this to last, did you?"
"You have NO faith in me and you never have!"
"I do, I do. I just don't think long distance works."
"How do you know? You've never tried."
"It never works for anybody. You know that."
"Life isn't some fairytale where everything magically happens. You have to work at relationships. Calling it quits without even trying is a dick move."
"Don't be like this, babe. We still have time. We leave in two weeks. Let's make the most of it."
"No... If you are going to end it, you end it now. Not in two weeks, or two days, or two hours... Now."
"... Ok... Now..."
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"Would you like to come in?" Sarah asked.
"Uhhh. Ummm, I don't think so. It's kinda late."
"Oh, come on. It's 12:30."
"I have an early day tomorrow."
Sarah began laughing. "You NEVER wake up before 10, especially on the weekend! Don't pull that bullshit with me! I know you too well!"
I was caught and started to laugh.
"Come on. My parents would love to see you."
Sarah looked at me and smiled. I couldn't resist that smile.
"Alright."
I turned the car off and took my seatbelt off. As I reached for the door handle I hesitated. I hadn't been inside Sarah's house sine we broke up. And I hadn't see her parents since then, either. I took a deep breath and got out of the car.
I followed Sarah up the pathway to the front door. When we reached it, Sarah glanced at me.
"Are you nervous?" she asked, chuckling.
"Uhhh, kinda! I haven't seen your parents in forever!"
"Stop worrying! You know they love you!"
"I know but it's still weird."
"Only if you make it weird!" Sarah said as she opened the door.
My heart began to race as soon as the door opened. Sarah led the way as we walked down the entry into the living room. We heard noise from the family room.
"Mom!" Sarah called out.
"In here." The voice came from the family room.
We made our way down a short hall to the family room entrance. Before getting there, Sarah stopped and whispered in my ear.
"Wait here. I want to surprise them."
"Really?!" I whispered back.
"Just do it!" she replied, shooting me daggers. If I learned ONE thing while dating Sarah, it was not to mess with her when she gave that look! I waited just outside the family room as Sarah entered.
"How was the party?" Sarah's mom asked.
"Great. It was nice seeing everyone again. Where's dad?"
"In bed. Who all was there?"
"The usuals plus about 30 people. I brought you a present."
"Oh?"
"Yup. C.C., come here."
I turned the corner, as ordered. The look on Sarah's mom's face was priceless!
"Oh my God! C.C.! How are you?" she said, as she jumped up and went in for a hug.
"I'm great! It's nice to see you, Mrs. James," I said as we hugged.
"Knock that Mrs. James crap off, you know to call me Laurie!"
Our hug ended and we found our seats. Laurie had a huge smile on her face. I sat next to Sarah on the couch, her mother was in a recliner a few feet away.
"It is so nice to see you! We've missed you around here," Laurie said.
"Yeah, I've missed you guys as well."
"So, I take it you met up with Sarah at the party?"
"Yeah," Sarah jumped in, "he volunteered to give me a ride home after Chelsea bailed."
"Of course he did. He was always a gentlemen," Laurie said to Sarah.
"Oh God, here we go," Sarah said, falling back into the couch. "I don't know why you were nervous. She likes you more than she likes me!"
"You can't really blame her, can you?!?" I said smiling. Laurie burst into laughter as Sarah punched me in the arm.
We continued talking with Laurie for about 30 minutes. She interrogated me like mothers do. I filled her in on school and social life, even if I had to lie about my love for cock :) After I had thoroughly spilled my guts, Laurie decided it was time for her to head to bed.
"It was so nice seeing you," she said as she hugged me again. "Next time, don't wait 2 years in between visits."
"I won't," I laughed.
Laurie went to bed, leaving Sarah and I alone... In the same room where our relationship had ended 2 years prior.
"God, she just LOVES you!" Sarah said.
"Like I said before, can you really blame here? I am, after all, me."
"Nice to know you have stayed so humble over the years."
A silence fell over the two of us. I couldn't think of anything to say. I glanced over at Sarah, who was mute as well. She flashed a nervous smile.
"Man, this is awkward, isn't it?" she laughed.
"Slightly."
"Well, I'm gonna power through," she said, as she pulled her legs onto the couch and turned to face me. "There is actually something I wanted to talk to you about. I have been talking with Jason a lot lately. You and I stopped talking but Jason and I have stayed pretty close. We were talking the other day and you came up."
I didn't like where this was going. I started squirming in my seat, unable to get comfortable. Sarah noticed and reached out, gently squeezing my arm.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
I wanted to get up and leave but I couldn't. Unable to speak, I nodded my head. She continued.
"I started asking about you. How you were doing, how school was, if you were seeing anyone. Jason became a little defensive. Told me not try and start things up with you again. He said you were going through some things and couldn't deal with me. I wasn't trying to start things up but he thought I was. Anyways, I asked him what you were going through. He said 'some stuff'. I kept asking for specifics but he wouldn't give me any. Finally, I got pissed and practically yelled at him to tell me."
I became really warm and had to take my coat off. I leaned forward and took a huge breath.
"He told you..."
Sarah slid over and wrapped her arms around me.
"Yeah, he did... Please don't be mad at him. I had to practically beat it out of him. It wasn't his fault."
Sarah pulled me into a hug.
"I love you so much. I'm sorry I wasn't there to help." she said, starting to cry.
I gave in and turned so I could hug her. The emotions I was feeling were vast. Pain, happiness, relief, angry, sorrow, regret. I suddenly hated myself for shutting Sarah out of my life. I hated that I hadn't seen her in 2 years. I hated that she had to find out about me through someone else.
Sarah and I embraced on the couch for what seemed like an eternity. Neither of us said anything.
The silence and moment was broken by a text to me from none other than Jason. After responding to it, I looked up at Sarah.
"I'm so sorry for the last 2 years. I'm sorr-"
"No, don't be," Sarah interrupted. "You had every right. I fucked up."
"I know but I should have gotten over it quicker. You mean too much to me to have shut you out for so long."
"Thank you." Sarah leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm hungry and we need to talk. Let's go grab some food." She leaped up and walked towards the front door, grabbing her coat.
God I missed her...
Saturday, January 22, 2011
My Straight Past, Pt. 2 (Non sex)
I met Sarah 5th or 6th grade. She and her family moved to our district from across town. We weren't in the same class but were in band together (yes, I was in band). We were okay friends but nothing special. In middle school, we were on different halls, so we rarely saw each other. Freshmen year of high school we hung out in the same group of friends. There were about 10 of us that always hung out. Sarah began dating my best friend Jason halfway through our sophomore year.
As our sophomore year ended, Sarah and Jason broke up. And as is the case in high school, I swooped in and started dating her. For the most part, the first couple months we went out were pretty tame. Very "high school". I'll admit our "relationship" wasn't too deep. But the summer in between 10th and 11th grade, I lost someone very close to me. Sarah basically lead me through all the pain and heartache. I began to realize that she and I had something special. By the end of our junior year, I was in love. And not high school love. True, honest to God love. (As I write this, I'm still in love with her lol).
All the while, I am having feelings towards guys. Not romantic feelings but physical feelings. I knew I was attracted to guys. But I was so happy with Sarah, I never thought about acting on my desires. I loved her too much to cheat. So I kept my secret hidden.
As high school wound down, Sarah and I both decided on colleges. She got a scholarship to play volleyball at a small Div. 1 school in California. I had chosen the U of O for a couple key reasons. I was disappointed we weren't going to see each other everyday but I was also happy for her. She lives and breathes volleyball.
In our discussions about being apart, we never once talked about breaking up. It wasn't an option. We loved each other. I was convinced we were going to get married.
The summer wound down and we were 2 weeks from leaving. Sarah and I had a low-key date at her house. Her parents were gone for the weekend. We cooked dinner together and watched a movie. When the movie was over, I leaned over and started to kiss her. She pulled away and told me we needed to talk...
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Sarah grabbed her drink off of a bookshelf and made her way towards me. Surprisingly, I started to calm down. I lowered my head and took a deep breath as she approached. Lifting my head, I was face to face with the first of two people I have truly loved.
"Hey. How are you?" Sarah asked with a smile.
"I'm great. How are you?"
"Good, good."
The friends I was talking with sensed the awkwardness and decided it was time to refill their glasses. They left me alone with Sarah.
"How is school?"
"It's pretty good. I had a rough term but survived it." I was nervous and could tell she knew I was.
"You'll be fine. You always knew how survive and get good grades. Remember senior year in Johnson's AP chem class? You were the only one who got higher than a C." Sarah laughed. She reached out and touched my forearm.
"Yeah, I remember. You and Jason were pissed I killed the curve on the tests."
"It wasn't just me and Jason. The whole class wanted to kill you!"
We both laughed. Then an awkward silence fell upon us. Luckily for me, one of Sarah's friends broke. She told Sarah that since the party was dying down, she was going out with a couple of other people to a bar.
"You're my ride though," Sarah said.
"I can you take you home." The words came out before I knew what I was doing.
Sarah looked at me, slightly stunned. "Really?"
"Uhh, sure. It's on my way home."
"Ok, cool. I'm gonna go say goodbye to some people." Sarah ran off in the direction of the kitchen.
I found Jason and asked him if he could take home the 2 guys I brought to the party.
"Umm, yeah, I guess. Why?"
"I'm gonna give Sarah a ride home."
Jason just looked at me. "Seriously?"
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"So now you are talking and being friendly to her?"
"Yeah."
"Ok, stop with the one word answers, asshole." Jason leaned in and whispered,"I thought you were seeing a guy?"
"I am. Kinda."
"So what are you doing with Sarah?"
"I'm just giving her a ride. I'm not gonna fuck her in my car if that's what you are thinking."
"I wasn't thinking that. I was thinking you were going to give her a strap-on and have her fuck you!"
"If you don't watch it I'll wrestle your ass to the ground and fuck it!"
"Gross!"
Just then, Sarah came up to us.
"I'm ready. Thanks for the party, Jason." Sarah and Jason hugged.
I thanked Jason and Sarah and I made our way to the car. I backed out of the driveway and headed towards Sarah's. The drive was slightly awkward. We made small talk. We talked about classes and majors. 10 minutes later, I pulled into Sarah's driveway.
"Would you like to come in?" Sarah asked.
"Uhhh. Ummm, I don't think so. It's kinda late."
"Oh, come on. It's 12:30."
"I have an early day tomorrow."
Sarah began laughing. "You NEVER wake up before 10, especially on the weekend! Don't pull that bullshit with me! I know you too well!"
I was caught and started to laugh.
"Come on. My parents would love to see you."
Sarah looked at me and smiled. I couldn't resist that smile.
"Alright."
As our sophomore year ended, Sarah and Jason broke up. And as is the case in high school, I swooped in and started dating her. For the most part, the first couple months we went out were pretty tame. Very "high school". I'll admit our "relationship" wasn't too deep. But the summer in between 10th and 11th grade, I lost someone very close to me. Sarah basically lead me through all the pain and heartache. I began to realize that she and I had something special. By the end of our junior year, I was in love. And not high school love. True, honest to God love. (As I write this, I'm still in love with her lol).
All the while, I am having feelings towards guys. Not romantic feelings but physical feelings. I knew I was attracted to guys. But I was so happy with Sarah, I never thought about acting on my desires. I loved her too much to cheat. So I kept my secret hidden.
As high school wound down, Sarah and I both decided on colleges. She got a scholarship to play volleyball at a small Div. 1 school in California. I had chosen the U of O for a couple key reasons. I was disappointed we weren't going to see each other everyday but I was also happy for her. She lives and breathes volleyball.
In our discussions about being apart, we never once talked about breaking up. It wasn't an option. We loved each other. I was convinced we were going to get married.
The summer wound down and we were 2 weeks from leaving. Sarah and I had a low-key date at her house. Her parents were gone for the weekend. We cooked dinner together and watched a movie. When the movie was over, I leaned over and started to kiss her. She pulled away and told me we needed to talk...
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Sarah grabbed her drink off of a bookshelf and made her way towards me. Surprisingly, I started to calm down. I lowered my head and took a deep breath as she approached. Lifting my head, I was face to face with the first of two people I have truly loved.
"Hey. How are you?" Sarah asked with a smile.
"I'm great. How are you?"
"Good, good."
The friends I was talking with sensed the awkwardness and decided it was time to refill their glasses. They left me alone with Sarah.
"How is school?"
"It's pretty good. I had a rough term but survived it." I was nervous and could tell she knew I was.
"You'll be fine. You always knew how survive and get good grades. Remember senior year in Johnson's AP chem class? You were the only one who got higher than a C." Sarah laughed. She reached out and touched my forearm.
"Yeah, I remember. You and Jason were pissed I killed the curve on the tests."
"It wasn't just me and Jason. The whole class wanted to kill you!"
We both laughed. Then an awkward silence fell upon us. Luckily for me, one of Sarah's friends broke. She told Sarah that since the party was dying down, she was going out with a couple of other people to a bar.
"You're my ride though," Sarah said.
"I can you take you home." The words came out before I knew what I was doing.
Sarah looked at me, slightly stunned. "Really?"
"Uhh, sure. It's on my way home."
"Ok, cool. I'm gonna go say goodbye to some people." Sarah ran off in the direction of the kitchen.
I found Jason and asked him if he could take home the 2 guys I brought to the party.
"Umm, yeah, I guess. Why?"
"I'm gonna give Sarah a ride home."
Jason just looked at me. "Seriously?"
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"So now you are talking and being friendly to her?"
"Yeah."
"Ok, stop with the one word answers, asshole." Jason leaned in and whispered,"I thought you were seeing a guy?"
"I am. Kinda."
"So what are you doing with Sarah?"
"I'm just giving her a ride. I'm not gonna fuck her in my car if that's what you are thinking."
"I wasn't thinking that. I was thinking you were going to give her a strap-on and have her fuck you!"
"If you don't watch it I'll wrestle your ass to the ground and fuck it!"
"Gross!"
Just then, Sarah came up to us.
"I'm ready. Thanks for the party, Jason." Sarah and Jason hugged.
I thanked Jason and Sarah and I made our way to the car. I backed out of the driveway and headed towards Sarah's. The drive was slightly awkward. We made small talk. We talked about classes and majors. 10 minutes later, I pulled into Sarah's driveway.
"Would you like to come in?" Sarah asked.
"Uhhh. Ummm, I don't think so. It's kinda late."
"Oh, come on. It's 12:30."
"I have an early day tomorrow."
Sarah began laughing. "You NEVER wake up before 10, especially on the weekend! Don't pull that bullshit with me! I know you too well!"
I was caught and started to laugh.
"Come on. My parents would love to see you."
Sarah looked at me and smiled. I couldn't resist that smile.
"Alright."
Thursday, January 20, 2011
My Straight Past, Pt. 1 (Non sex)
This post doesn't involve any of my usual hijinks. In fact, there is no sex at all. This is more of a glimpse into my non-sexual side.
My Straight Past, Pt. 1
The best thing about winter break for me is getting together with friends from high school. It's really the only time all my old friends are in town at the same time. The weekend before Christmas, we decided to get together at a friends house. He invited a bunch of people from our class, so it was going to be a huge party. That night, I picked a couple friends up and headed out.
When we got to the house, it was packed. We made our rounds. I saw some people I hadn't seen since graduation. After talking with some people, I found the host, Jason, my best friend.
"Hey dude, this party is insane!"
"I know. I wasn't expecting this many people!"
"It's pretty sweet. I haven't seen some of these people forever."
We made our way into the kitchen to grab some drinks. Surprisingly, we were the only people in there. Jason grabbed us each a beer and we started talking. We got caught up on school and social life.
"So, have you come out to anyone else?" Jason asked.
"Nope. Still just my friends at school. And you."
"So, no one else here?"
"Nope. Jeff Simons and Jordan Cobbley might know. We know some of the same people at Oregon."
"I didn't invite them, so they shouldn't be here. Jeff is still a prick!"
"Hahaha, I know. He's always been an asshole. Who else did you invite?"
"Most of them are here, so whoever you saw. A couple people couldn't make it."
Jason looked at me and swallowed hard. "I invited Sarah."
I stood there, staring at him. I took a long drink from my bottle.
"I know things are still weird between you too but I couldn't NOT invite her."
I took another drink and swallowed.
"Yeah, I know," I sighed. "It's ok, you did what you had to do. I'll just try and avoid her. Wouldn't want to cause a scene," I laughed, kind of nervously.
"Have you guys still not talked?"
"Nope."
"Damn... Well, she said she'd be late, so you can have some fun before she gets here."
"Thanks," I replied sarcastically.
Fun is what I had for the next hour or so. After the conversation with Jason in the kitchen, I went into the front room to take my mind off of things. I joined a beerpong game and soon forgot about everything. I was having a blast.
After a couple rounds f beerpong, and many other drinking games, I headed to the family room, where the music and couches/chairs were. The seats were taken but I found a couple friends standing and talking so I joined them.
In the middle of a heated discussion over "Family Guy" vs. "Simpsons" (yes, I am involved in this conversation again lol), I noticed a tall brunette standing with her back to us. I hadn't seen her in 2 years but I knew it was her. My heart began to beat rapidly. I got excited, nervous, and anxious all at the same time. I didn't know what to do. Do I go up and say hi? Do I ignore her? Do I pick a fight?
All the possible scenarios went through my head... except the one that happened. Sarah turned around and made eye contact with me. I froze. She froze. We stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Sarah finally broke the staring as she lifted her hand in a half wave and smiled. That fucking smile! I half-smiled and waved back.
Sarah grabbed her drink off of a bookshelf and made her way towards me. Surprisingly, I started to calm down. I lowered my head and took a deep breath as she approached. Lifting my head, I was face to face with the first of two people I have truly loved. ..
My Straight Past, Pt. 1
The best thing about winter break for me is getting together with friends from high school. It's really the only time all my old friends are in town at the same time. The weekend before Christmas, we decided to get together at a friends house. He invited a bunch of people from our class, so it was going to be a huge party. That night, I picked a couple friends up and headed out.
When we got to the house, it was packed. We made our rounds. I saw some people I hadn't seen since graduation. After talking with some people, I found the host, Jason, my best friend.
"Hey dude, this party is insane!"
"I know. I wasn't expecting this many people!"
"It's pretty sweet. I haven't seen some of these people forever."
We made our way into the kitchen to grab some drinks. Surprisingly, we were the only people in there. Jason grabbed us each a beer and we started talking. We got caught up on school and social life.
"So, have you come out to anyone else?" Jason asked.
"Nope. Still just my friends at school. And you."
"So, no one else here?"
"Nope. Jeff Simons and Jordan Cobbley might know. We know some of the same people at Oregon."
"I didn't invite them, so they shouldn't be here. Jeff is still a prick!"
"Hahaha, I know. He's always been an asshole. Who else did you invite?"
"Most of them are here, so whoever you saw. A couple people couldn't make it."
Jason looked at me and swallowed hard. "I invited Sarah."
I stood there, staring at him. I took a long drink from my bottle.
"I know things are still weird between you too but I couldn't NOT invite her."
I took another drink and swallowed.
"Yeah, I know," I sighed. "It's ok, you did what you had to do. I'll just try and avoid her. Wouldn't want to cause a scene," I laughed, kind of nervously.
"Have you guys still not talked?"
"Nope."
"Damn... Well, she said she'd be late, so you can have some fun before she gets here."
"Thanks," I replied sarcastically.
Fun is what I had for the next hour or so. After the conversation with Jason in the kitchen, I went into the front room to take my mind off of things. I joined a beerpong game and soon forgot about everything. I was having a blast.
After a couple rounds f beerpong, and many other drinking games, I headed to the family room, where the music and couches/chairs were. The seats were taken but I found a couple friends standing and talking so I joined them.
In the middle of a heated discussion over "Family Guy" vs. "Simpsons" (yes, I am involved in this conversation again lol), I noticed a tall brunette standing with her back to us. I hadn't seen her in 2 years but I knew it was her. My heart began to beat rapidly. I got excited, nervous, and anxious all at the same time. I didn't know what to do. Do I go up and say hi? Do I ignore her? Do I pick a fight?
All the possible scenarios went through my head... except the one that happened. Sarah turned around and made eye contact with me. I froze. She froze. We stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Sarah finally broke the staring as she lifted her hand in a half wave and smiled. That fucking smile! I half-smiled and waved back.
Sarah grabbed her drink off of a bookshelf and made her way towards me. Surprisingly, I started to calm down. I lowered my head and took a deep breath as she approached. Lifting my head, I was face to face with the first of two people I have truly loved. ..
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Happy New Year!
Happy 2011! Hope everyone had a fun and safe NYE.
Since regular resolutions are lame and nobody ever sticks to the, I've decided to make slutty resolutions for the new year! Feel free to suggest any resolutions you think I need to add to the list :)
1. Threesome! I'm dying to have 2 hotties at once!
2. Cum handsfree - I've done this once and it was awesome! I promised myself I would do it again :)
3. Sex in a swimming pool - What could be more fun than that?!?
4. Fuck/get fucked by an athlete from school - Maybe I can help our football team celebrate after the 10th ;)
5. Bag me an older guy - The oldest guy I've been with was 28. I'm not totally into older guys but a lot of my peers are, so why not try it once! Gonna find a hot guy around 40 and see what all the fuss is about ;)
6. Get a little wet - WS kinda looks fun to me. Been thinking about asking Jockguy to unload on my chest while we shower :)
There you have it! My slutty resolutions for 2011! Which one should I make happen first?
Since regular resolutions are lame and nobody ever sticks to the, I've decided to make slutty resolutions for the new year! Feel free to suggest any resolutions you think I need to add to the list :)
1. Threesome! I'm dying to have 2 hotties at once!
2. Cum handsfree - I've done this once and it was awesome! I promised myself I would do it again :)
3. Sex in a swimming pool - What could be more fun than that?!?
4. Fuck/get fucked by an athlete from school - Maybe I can help our football team celebrate after the 10th ;)
5. Bag me an older guy - The oldest guy I've been with was 28. I'm not totally into older guys but a lot of my peers are, so why not try it once! Gonna find a hot guy around 40 and see what all the fuss is about ;)
6. Get a little wet - WS kinda looks fun to me. Been thinking about asking Jockguy to unload on my chest while we shower :)
There you have it! My slutty resolutions for 2011! Which one should I make happen first?
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Yes, I'm Still Alive...
Sorry for being silent these last 4 or so weeks. This school year has been a pain in the ass. I'm taking 1 too many classes and am getting buried in work. Plus, one of my professors is a giant cunt (if my mom knew I said that word, she'd slap me). Combine class, homework, work, and sleep, and that leaves me with no time to write about anything. Oh, plus there is the fact that my football team is the no. 1 team in the nation. I spend a majority of my free time reading about how awesome my Ducks are :)
That being said, I'm going to have some free time here pretty soon. After midterms, my life will be (somewhat) easier. I'll definitely be writing up some of the encounters I've had recently. I've been on a hot streak lately. Besides Jockguy and the always amazing sex we have, I've been with a couple other hotties who are more than story-worthy. I also met up with Mike (from "Awkward into Awesome") again. And, without jinxing it, Jockguy has been hinting at a threesome with a friend of his! If all goes well, it will be my first threeway!
I'd also like thank those of you who comment here and email. I like hearing from you guys, so feel free to leave comments or message me!
So, again, sorry about the lack of updates. But if you stick with me, you'll be rewarded handsomely :)
For all my fellow Ducks:
That being said, I'm going to have some free time here pretty soon. After midterms, my life will be (somewhat) easier. I'll definitely be writing up some of the encounters I've had recently. I've been on a hot streak lately. Besides Jockguy and the always amazing sex we have, I've been with a couple other hotties who are more than story-worthy. I also met up with Mike (from "Awkward into Awesome") again. And, without jinxing it, Jockguy has been hinting at a threesome with a friend of his! If all goes well, it will be my first threeway!
I'd also like thank those of you who comment here and email. I like hearing from you guys, so feel free to leave comments or message me!
So, again, sorry about the lack of updates. But if you stick with me, you'll be rewarded handsomely :)
For all my fellow Ducks:
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Family (Non sexual musings)
I just got back from a visit with my family before school starts. I come from an EXTREMELY close family. And not just parents, brothers and sisters. I'm close with my cousins, aunts, uncles, even my 2nd cousins.
I grew up with my first cousins. They were always over at our house or we were always over at their house. Our families went on vacation together every summer. We spent every Christmas and most Thanksgivings together. My cousins were/are practically my brothers and sisters. I'm as close to them as I am with my own brothers and sisters.
And by close, I mean CLOSE. I talk to them about everything. Sex, relationships, feelings, everything. In fact, here's a sample of a conversation I had with 2 of my female cousins out at dinner a couple nights ago:
Cousin 1 (She's a virgin lol): "So, does all cum taste the same?"
Cousin 2: "No, no, no. Some taste similar but some taste way different."
That is normal, everyday conversation for us. I bring this up because, as close as I am to my cousins and family, I'm not out to them. At all. I'm not even close to telling them. And it sucks because there's a big part of my life that they don't know about.
For me, it's so hard to think about telling them because I don't want things to change. I like my "status" with every one in my family. I like my relationships with them. And I'm afraid if I come out, everything changes. I'm no longer Me, I'm "gay" Me.
And being gay (oh, btw, I've decided I'm gay. I like chicks but not NEARLY as much as guys. LOL) doesn't define me. I'm not Gay CC, I'm just CC.
In one of my classes, we were supposed to put the top 5 categories you put yourself in when you think about yourself (i.e. male, female, Christian, Atheist, America, etc.). Gay/bi/homosexual wasn't in my top 5. It barely made my top 10. Not that I'm ashamed of it, I just don't think it shapes who I am as much as some other things.
But at the same time, being gay IS apart of me and who I am. How close can I be to my family if they don't even know the "real" me?
Coming out at school has helped. My friends have been amazingly supportive. The best part though is that they treat me the same as they did before I came out. There wasn't even a pause. It was like "Hey, I'm gay." "That's cool. You wanna get a pizza?"
My family is different though. While we are all very liberal (90% of us have been to multiple protests lol), there's still an attitude of "No one in OUR family is gay".
While I'm not particularly attracted to the stereotypical, loud, fem queen, part of me wishes I WAS one. My family has no clue I'm gay. NO CLUE. Part of me wishes I had rainbows shooting out of my ears so they wouldn't be so shocked to find out :)
Anyways, sorry about the long, mumbling, non sexual post. I just needed to get it off my chest! School starts next week, which means the hot freshmen guys that have been waiting to try cock are here! I love college :)
I grew up with my first cousins. They were always over at our house or we were always over at their house. Our families went on vacation together every summer. We spent every Christmas and most Thanksgivings together. My cousins were/are practically my brothers and sisters. I'm as close to them as I am with my own brothers and sisters.
And by close, I mean CLOSE. I talk to them about everything. Sex, relationships, feelings, everything. In fact, here's a sample of a conversation I had with 2 of my female cousins out at dinner a couple nights ago:
Cousin 1 (She's a virgin lol): "So, does all cum taste the same?"
Cousin 2: "No, no, no. Some taste similar but some taste way different."
That is normal, everyday conversation for us. I bring this up because, as close as I am to my cousins and family, I'm not out to them. At all. I'm not even close to telling them. And it sucks because there's a big part of my life that they don't know about.
For me, it's so hard to think about telling them because I don't want things to change. I like my "status" with every one in my family. I like my relationships with them. And I'm afraid if I come out, everything changes. I'm no longer Me, I'm "gay" Me.
And being gay (oh, btw, I've decided I'm gay. I like chicks but not NEARLY as much as guys. LOL) doesn't define me. I'm not Gay CC, I'm just CC.
In one of my classes, we were supposed to put the top 5 categories you put yourself in when you think about yourself (i.e. male, female, Christian, Atheist, America, etc.). Gay/bi/homosexual wasn't in my top 5. It barely made my top 10. Not that I'm ashamed of it, I just don't think it shapes who I am as much as some other things.
But at the same time, being gay IS apart of me and who I am. How close can I be to my family if they don't even know the "real" me?
Coming out at school has helped. My friends have been amazingly supportive. The best part though is that they treat me the same as they did before I came out. There wasn't even a pause. It was like "Hey, I'm gay." "That's cool. You wanna get a pizza?"
My family is different though. While we are all very liberal (90% of us have been to multiple protests lol), there's still an attitude of "No one in OUR family is gay".
While I'm not particularly attracted to the stereotypical, loud, fem queen, part of me wishes I WAS one. My family has no clue I'm gay. NO CLUE. Part of me wishes I had rainbows shooting out of my ears so they wouldn't be so shocked to find out :)
Anyways, sorry about the long, mumbling, non sexual post. I just needed to get it off my chest! School starts next week, which means the hot freshmen guys that have been waiting to try cock are here! I love college :)
Friday, August 20, 2010
Catching up with Jockguy
Many of you have emailed asking about Jockguy. Apparently, you like him as much as I do! Well, I'm happy to report that Jockguy and I still keep in touch. In fact, we do more than stay in touch. Since last November, when Jockguy and I first started talking online, we've become great, great, great friends. Here's a little rundown of our time together since we last heard from Jockguy.
The last encounter with Jockguy that I have posted was from last December. We had a marathon 8 load filled night before we both left school for winter break. Over our winter break, Jockguy and I talked constantly, either online or on the phone. We hit it off right off the bat, in and out of bed.
When school resumed in January, Jockguy and I started hanging out. We went to a couple basketball games and went out to parties together. I was adopted into his group of friends and he into mine. By February, we were the best of friends, almost inseparable.
All the while this was happening, Jockguy and I were NOT fucking on a regular basis. Neither of us was out and we both had roommates which makes it hard to scream, yell, and moan ;)
Every now and then, a roommate would go home for the weekend or stay overnight at a girlfriends house. Every time this happened, Jockguy would immediately get a call from me or he would immediately call me. We would rush to the other's empty apartment and fuck each other's brains out, knowing we might not get the chance for a LONG time.
As Spring Break approached, I was getting closer and closer to coming out to my friends, including my roommate. The night before I left for the break, I sat my roommate down and came out. He was beyond awesome about it . In fact, he was pissed that I thought he wouldn't be ok with it! After that positive experience, I decided it was time to come out to my friends. That night at a party, I took about 10 of them aside at different times and told them. They were ALL really cool about it.
That night, I went to Jockguy's apartment, which he had to himself. I told him how awesome and supportive everyone was. He was really happy for me and told me he had considered telling his friends. We ended up talking most of the night, before falling asleep on the couch.
The Thursday of Spring Break, I got a call from Jockguy. He had just come out to about 10 of his close friends. They were all supportive. He said he was relieved to out but also to be able to invite me over to fuck anytime he wanted to :)
Coming back to school and being out to those I cared about was a great feeling. Both Jockguy and I felt free-er. We got together at least once a week to fuck, in addition to the other times we went to dinner together, hung out with friends or went to parties. This remained through the end of the school year in June.
This summer has been really great. This is the first summer I have stayed in town. Usually, I'd head home until the end of September. But having Jockguy in town gave me plenty of incentive to stay. We see each other almost everyday and fuck at least once a week. He's the constant in my social life right now.
Now, as you know, I've been with other guys since I met Jockguy. If I'm remembering correctly, since first meeting him, I've been with 11 guys, a number of them more than once. He has been with a couple other guys but not a lot (I think the number is 4). We are both aware of it and sort of have an understanding (he affectionately calls me his "cute little slut" lol). We are both fairly new to the gay sex thing and both would like to explore some.
Our relationship is sort of hard to define. At times, I feel like we are boyfriends. He is all I need, and honestly, all I want. Other times, we feel like really good friends with benefits.
I really love getting together with hot guys and trading loads. I absolutely love it. But if Jockguy told me to stop and just be with him, I definitely would. I have a feeling he feels the same way but we haven't exactly talked about it. And until we do, I'm going to keep swapping cum with hotties :)
The last encounter with Jockguy that I have posted was from last December. We had a marathon 8 load filled night before we both left school for winter break. Over our winter break, Jockguy and I talked constantly, either online or on the phone. We hit it off right off the bat, in and out of bed.
When school resumed in January, Jockguy and I started hanging out. We went to a couple basketball games and went out to parties together. I was adopted into his group of friends and he into mine. By February, we were the best of friends, almost inseparable.
All the while this was happening, Jockguy and I were NOT fucking on a regular basis. Neither of us was out and we both had roommates which makes it hard to scream, yell, and moan ;)
Every now and then, a roommate would go home for the weekend or stay overnight at a girlfriends house. Every time this happened, Jockguy would immediately get a call from me or he would immediately call me. We would rush to the other's empty apartment and fuck each other's brains out, knowing we might not get the chance for a LONG time.
As Spring Break approached, I was getting closer and closer to coming out to my friends, including my roommate. The night before I left for the break, I sat my roommate down and came out. He was beyond awesome about it . In fact, he was pissed that I thought he wouldn't be ok with it! After that positive experience, I decided it was time to come out to my friends. That night at a party, I took about 10 of them aside at different times and told them. They were ALL really cool about it.
That night, I went to Jockguy's apartment, which he had to himself. I told him how awesome and supportive everyone was. He was really happy for me and told me he had considered telling his friends. We ended up talking most of the night, before falling asleep on the couch.
The Thursday of Spring Break, I got a call from Jockguy. He had just come out to about 10 of his close friends. They were all supportive. He said he was relieved to out but also to be able to invite me over to fuck anytime he wanted to :)
Coming back to school and being out to those I cared about was a great feeling. Both Jockguy and I felt free-er. We got together at least once a week to fuck, in addition to the other times we went to dinner together, hung out with friends or went to parties. This remained through the end of the school year in June.
This summer has been really great. This is the first summer I have stayed in town. Usually, I'd head home until the end of September. But having Jockguy in town gave me plenty of incentive to stay. We see each other almost everyday and fuck at least once a week. He's the constant in my social life right now.
Now, as you know, I've been with other guys since I met Jockguy. If I'm remembering correctly, since first meeting him, I've been with 11 guys, a number of them more than once. He has been with a couple other guys but not a lot (I think the number is 4). We are both aware of it and sort of have an understanding (he affectionately calls me his "cute little slut" lol). We are both fairly new to the gay sex thing and both would like to explore some.
Our relationship is sort of hard to define. At times, I feel like we are boyfriends. He is all I need, and honestly, all I want. Other times, we feel like really good friends with benefits.
I really love getting together with hot guys and trading loads. I absolutely love it. But if Jockguy told me to stop and just be with him, I definitely would. I have a feeling he feels the same way but we haven't exactly talked about it. And until we do, I'm going to keep swapping cum with hotties :)
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Q & A
In my last post, I opened myself up for questions from the peanut gallery. Here they are.
Q: You say you are bi but in your stories you tell people you are gay. Which is it?
A: I had a couple people ask me this question. I consider myself bi because I like women and enjoy sex with them. But I enjoy sex with guys better. I would say 80-90% of the sex I have is with guys. I tell people I'm gay because it's easier than explaining what I just wrote :)
Q: What part of the country are you in?
A: I'm in the Pacific NW, more specifically Oregon. I'm a student at the U of Oregon in Eugene.
Q: Do you like non-sexual dates? Do you date women?
A: You may not believe this but I LOVE romantic, non-sexual dates! I'm actually a pretty romantic guy. Some of the best times I've had with Jockguy are when I cook him dinner and then we cuddle while watching a movie. And, yes, I date women. I've had serious gf's in the past. I'm not currently dating anyone, guy or girl, though.
Q:You said you played sports in high school. Which ones?
A: I played football, basketball and I wrestled and did track & field. I played football, basketball and track for all 4 years and wrestled for 2. I liked wrestling but it interfered too much with basketball. For my first 2 years in hs, I wrestled and played basketball at the same time. I would not advise that! I had no time whatsoever.
Q: Do you ever feel unsafe when you go to a random guys house or apartment?
A: Hahaha. The short answer is not anymore! When I first started hooking up off online sites with random guys, I felt a little unsafe. But I'm a pretty big, muscular guy and I can take care of myself. I tend to like guys skinnier and not as muscular as myself. I almost always have 20lbs. on the guys I meet up with. I like my chances in a fight :)
Q: Do you PnP?
A: Nope. I'm not into any drugs besides pot.
Q: What are you studying at school?
A: I'd rather not give you a specific major. Let's just say I love science :)
Q: What do you and your friends do when you hang out?
A: Obviously it depends. Sometimes we go to the bars and hangout and drink. Other times we stay in and watch tv or movies. When it's nice outside, we do things outdoors - play basketball, football, ultimate frisbee. I have a couple close friends I hang with all the time. We go to football and basketball games together whenever possible.
Q: Do you still see Jockguy?
A: Short answer - yes! Stay tuned for a longer, hotter answer :)
Q: Do you plan on being a cumslut forever?
A: Hard to say. I see myself settling down, so the slutting around will eventually stop. But being in a committed relationship with a guy means as much raw sex as I want :)
There you have it. Hope this sheds more light on me in and out of the bedroom. Feel free to keep asking questions if you'd like.
Q: You say you are bi but in your stories you tell people you are gay. Which is it?
A: I had a couple people ask me this question. I consider myself bi because I like women and enjoy sex with them. But I enjoy sex with guys better. I would say 80-90% of the sex I have is with guys. I tell people I'm gay because it's easier than explaining what I just wrote :)
Q: What part of the country are you in?
A: I'm in the Pacific NW, more specifically Oregon. I'm a student at the U of Oregon in Eugene.
Q: Do you like non-sexual dates? Do you date women?
A: You may not believe this but I LOVE romantic, non-sexual dates! I'm actually a pretty romantic guy. Some of the best times I've had with Jockguy are when I cook him dinner and then we cuddle while watching a movie. And, yes, I date women. I've had serious gf's in the past. I'm not currently dating anyone, guy or girl, though.
Q:You said you played sports in high school. Which ones?
A: I played football, basketball and I wrestled and did track & field. I played football, basketball and track for all 4 years and wrestled for 2. I liked wrestling but it interfered too much with basketball. For my first 2 years in hs, I wrestled and played basketball at the same time. I would not advise that! I had no time whatsoever.
Q: Do you ever feel unsafe when you go to a random guys house or apartment?
A: Hahaha. The short answer is not anymore! When I first started hooking up off online sites with random guys, I felt a little unsafe. But I'm a pretty big, muscular guy and I can take care of myself. I tend to like guys skinnier and not as muscular as myself. I almost always have 20lbs. on the guys I meet up with. I like my chances in a fight :)
Q: Do you PnP?
A: Nope. I'm not into any drugs besides pot.
Q: What are you studying at school?
A: I'd rather not give you a specific major. Let's just say I love science :)
Q: What do you and your friends do when you hang out?
A: Obviously it depends. Sometimes we go to the bars and hangout and drink. Other times we stay in and watch tv or movies. When it's nice outside, we do things outdoors - play basketball, football, ultimate frisbee. I have a couple close friends I hang with all the time. We go to football and basketball games together whenever possible.
Q: Do you still see Jockguy?
A: Short answer - yes! Stay tuned for a longer, hotter answer :)
Q: Do you plan on being a cumslut forever?
A: Hard to say. I see myself settling down, so the slutting around will eventually stop. But being in a committed relationship with a guy means as much raw sex as I want :)
There you have it. Hope this sheds more light on me in and out of the bedroom. Feel free to keep asking questions if you'd like.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
(Non-sex) Announcement
In one of my introductory posts, I said this blog would focus just on my sex life. I think I'm going to change that up a little. I'm not going to give you a minute-by-minute, twitter-like glimpse into my life but I'll open myself up a little more. So far, writing this blog has been sort of relaxing and theropeutic. It's much more of an outlet for me than I thought it would be!
With that being said, I don't know what you guys want to read about. If 95% of you think me blabbing about some party I went to last Saturday is boring as fuck, I'd like to know. So I am opening myself up for questions from you guys. Leave them in the comment section or email me and I will get you an answer. I will answer (almost) any question on my sex life or everyday life. From your questions, I will hopefully be able to get a grasp on what you find interesting and what you find a complete waste of time!
For those of you that don't give a shit and are only here for my sex life... don't worry! I'm not taking the blog in a different. A majority of the posts will still be about me giving and taking loads! I just thought it would be fun to open myself up a little more :)
With that being said, I don't know what you guys want to read about. If 95% of you think me blabbing about some party I went to last Saturday is boring as fuck, I'd like to know. So I am opening myself up for questions from you guys. Leave them in the comment section or email me and I will get you an answer. I will answer (almost) any question on my sex life or everyday life. From your questions, I will hopefully be able to get a grasp on what you find interesting and what you find a complete waste of time!
For those of you that don't give a shit and are only here for my sex life... don't worry! I'm not taking the blog in a different. A majority of the posts will still be about me giving and taking loads! I just thought it would be fun to open myself up a little more :)
Thursday, July 22, 2010
News and Notes
First off, I was tested in the last week and have a clean bill of health! I get tested for HIV and other STDs every 3 months. I suggest you do the same!
Secondly, I hope to have a couple NEW stories up within the next week or so. I may post some older stories in the meantime.
And, last but certainly not least, thanks to Raw College Jock Slut for posting a link to this blog! Glad to see you back!
Secondly, I hope to have a couple NEW stories up within the next week or so. I may post some older stories in the meantime.
And, last but certainly not least, thanks to Raw College Jock Slut for posting a link to this blog! Glad to see you back!
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Fact or Fiction?
I have been a reader of blogs like this since I was about 15. Sometimes it is easy to tell the factual blogs from the fictional ones. Sometimes it isn't so easy. My stories are 100% true stories that have happened to ME. I may change the description of a time or place to keep some discretion for myself and the guys I write about. And any dialogue used in the stories will, obviously, not be taken word for word from actual conversations. But no major components to the encounters will be changed or fictionalized.
Me, Myself, and I
The first thing you should know about me is that you won't get to "know" me. I will not post pictures of myself or the guys I hookup with. I am out to some, but being identified as the "gay sex blog writer" is not something I need, or want, in my life right now.
Seeing as you don't get to see a picture of me, I will do my best to describe myself (and eventually my hookups) to you. Lets start with me. I am in my early 20's and a junior at a major public university in the Pacific NW. I am 6'1'', brown hair, blue eyes, 7'' cut cock, size 13 shoes, slightly hairy stomach and chest, hairy legs. I weigh 200lbs and am a slightly bigger, muscular guy. I played football and basketball in high school, so I'm definitely athletic. My first sexual experience with a guy wasn't until my freshman year of college. My shyness always prevented me from meeting up with anyone. But once I was on my own at college, I became less and less shy about being with a guy. My freshman year I hooked up with 4 guys, doing nothing more than bj's. This last year school year, I became a little slutty and hooked up with 17 guys (since late September).
I am into college-aged guys, 18-25ish. I've hooked up with skinny guys, average guys, athletic guys, and muscular guys. I love legs and feet. When the sun comes out and the guys start walking around campus in shorts and flip flops, I get hard. Asses are great as well. Walking behind a hottie in jogging pants with a nice ass always makes my day. Tan guys are also a turn on. They also happen to be very rare at the school I go to! And it goes without saying that I love cocks. Cut, uncut, curved, straight, big, average... it doesn't matter. Cocks are awesome :)
As you'll read in the upcoming posts, I am fairly versatile. It all depends on the situation, the guy, and my mood. I love getting pounded and seeded... and I love pounding and seeding. Kissing is also a favorite of mine. Sometimes I get in a mood where I'd rather kiss than fuck :)
Seeing as you don't get to see a picture of me, I will do my best to describe myself (and eventually my hookups) to you. Lets start with me. I am in my early 20's and a junior at a major public university in the Pacific NW. I am 6'1'', brown hair, blue eyes, 7'' cut cock, size 13 shoes, slightly hairy stomach and chest, hairy legs. I weigh 200lbs and am a slightly bigger, muscular guy. I played football and basketball in high school, so I'm definitely athletic. My first sexual experience with a guy wasn't until my freshman year of college. My shyness always prevented me from meeting up with anyone. But once I was on my own at college, I became less and less shy about being with a guy. My freshman year I hooked up with 4 guys, doing nothing more than bj's. This last year school year, I became a little slutty and hooked up with 17 guys (since late September).
I am into college-aged guys, 18-25ish. I've hooked up with skinny guys, average guys, athletic guys, and muscular guys. I love legs and feet. When the sun comes out and the guys start walking around campus in shorts and flip flops, I get hard. Asses are great as well. Walking behind a hottie in jogging pants with a nice ass always makes my day. Tan guys are also a turn on. They also happen to be very rare at the school I go to! And it goes without saying that I love cocks. Cut, uncut, curved, straight, big, average... it doesn't matter. Cocks are awesome :)
As you'll read in the upcoming posts, I am fairly versatile. It all depends on the situation, the guy, and my mood. I love getting pounded and seeded... and I love pounding and seeding. Kissing is also a favorite of mine. Sometimes I get in a mood where I'd rather kiss than fuck :)
Hello, My Name Is...
Well, I'm not going to tell you my real name but you can call me CollegeCumslut, or C.C. You can probably guess that the "College" in my name comes from the fact that I am in college. If you didn't guess that, you're an idiot ;)
The "Cumslut" comes from me loving cum. More specifically, taking loads in my ass and giving loads. Yes, I like... no, LOVE... bare sex. I use condoms when asked by a partner but for the most part, I fuck and get fucked raw.
Yes, I understand the risks. I have weighed the risks and thought long and hard about whether I should fuck this way. Please don't inundate my inbox with the obligatory "You're going to get AIDS and die!" emails. If you do not like the fact I write about bareback sex, please do not read this blog. Also, do not follow in my footsteps and have raw sex just because you read it here and it "sounded hot". It is very serious and deserves the utmost thought and contemplation. While the stories on here are 100% true, they are here as entertainment and not a "how-to" guide to bare sex.
The "Cumslut" comes from me loving cum. More specifically, taking loads in my ass and giving loads. Yes, I like... no, LOVE... bare sex. I use condoms when asked by a partner but for the most part, I fuck and get fucked raw.
Yes, I understand the risks. I have weighed the risks and thought long and hard about whether I should fuck this way. Please don't inundate my inbox with the obligatory "You're going to get AIDS and die!" emails. If you do not like the fact I write about bareback sex, please do not read this blog. Also, do not follow in my footsteps and have raw sex just because you read it here and it "sounded hot". It is very serious and deserves the utmost thought and contemplation. While the stories on here are 100% true, they are here as entertainment and not a "how-to" guide to bare sex.
And So We Commence...
Summertime brings with it many things. Warm, sunfilled days. Long, lazy nights. Shirtless college guys glistening in the heat :) I am starting this blog for a couple reasons:
1. Well, to be honest, I'm bored as fuck. One thing summer brings for me is boredom. I have TOO MUCH time on my hands, which, I admit, is a great problem to have :) Writing about naked boys engaging in sweaty acts helps the time fly by.
2. I like writing. I never knew how much I liked writing until I started college and actually learned how to write.
3. I love sex with hot college guys. I love it so much I have to write about it. Sharing my experiences makes them that much hotter!
This blog will mainly focus on my sex life. I am a gay guy with straight tendencies, meaning 90% of the people I have sex with have penises. The focus will be almost exclusively on my gay hookups because, lets be honest, gay sex is hotter than straight sex :)
I may, from time to time, have an entry that deals with my life outside of the bedroom. My day to day life is not too exciting. I am a typical college student: Study and go to class during the week, party and hangout on weekends. Basically, when I'm fully clothed, my life is pretty standard. It's when I hop out of my clothes and into the arms of another college stud that my life becomes blog-worthy :)
With that, I start my life in the blogging world...
1. Well, to be honest, I'm bored as fuck. One thing summer brings for me is boredom. I have TOO MUCH time on my hands, which, I admit, is a great problem to have :) Writing about naked boys engaging in sweaty acts helps the time fly by.
2. I like writing. I never knew how much I liked writing until I started college and actually learned how to write.
3. I love sex with hot college guys. I love it so much I have to write about it. Sharing my experiences makes them that much hotter!
This blog will mainly focus on my sex life. I am a gay guy with straight tendencies, meaning 90% of the people I have sex with have penises. The focus will be almost exclusively on my gay hookups because, lets be honest, gay sex is hotter than straight sex :)
I may, from time to time, have an entry that deals with my life outside of the bedroom. My day to day life is not too exciting. I am a typical college student: Study and go to class during the week, party and hangout on weekends. Basically, when I'm fully clothed, my life is pretty standard. It's when I hop out of my clothes and into the arms of another college stud that my life becomes blog-worthy :)
With that, I start my life in the blogging world...
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