Date: Thu, 15 Jun 2006 16:29:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeremy D <jeremyduz@yahoo.com>
Subject: Going Down in the Student Union-2

After my first trip to the SU I didn't get there for
over a week.  I have a friends-with-benefits
relationship with a number of my guy friends.  Most of
them think of themselves as straight, but like a boy
once in awhile. I like to be the boy they do when the
mood strikes.

So the following weekend I was entertaining a friend
from my school whose best friend from high school was
visiting.  We went to a football game, and I, of
course, provided the evening's entertainment Friday
and Saturday night.  It was really satisfying. They
pretend they are straight, get wasted on beer. Craig
begins to call me a "cocksuck" and I say "sure dude,
whatever".  I let them demand proof and we are off.
They then can watch each other have at me, or take me
at both ends at once and stay straight, since I am
doing the bottoming.  Right.  But I am not gonna tell
them otherwise, cuz I like my role.

But on Thursday night about 6:00 I got the need, and
it was fierce.  So I set off for the orgy bathroom in
the SU.

I take off at a trot and arrive a few minutes later.
And no orgy.  There was a scurrying sound, so the two
occupied stalls clearly were having fun.  But there
are only two occupied stalls.

I go the stall next to the 2 occupied stalls.  I put
my stuff on the shelf, drop trou, and wait a minute or
two.  I can see the shadow of the guy next to me - he
is peering underneath.  I drop down and peer at him.

He is a pretty handsome kid with a green shirt over a
white t-shirt, some grey running shoes, and nothing
else but a pair of glasses with black stays and frame
tops.  Nice white teeth, hair pretty short, but up in
the front, and he is tanned where he isn't slightly
burned.  He smiles at me.  His nose is thin and
pointed.

I have just gotten lucky, I think to myself.  Well I
have, but I am wrong about how.

Green Shirt stands up, opens his door and turns
around, bending over and clearly presenting his ass.
You can see his hands on the toilet seat.  The guy
just beyond him comes in - seemingly bare legged, only
shoes and socks, and makes a rapid docking maneuver.
The sounds and the shifting positions - the grunts
from Green Shirt, the moans from the other guy
indicate that a good fuck is in progress.  From the
ease of entrance and the sounds of delight given a
heavy pounding I'd say Green Shirt is a card carrying
member of the Gay Canyon Butt Club.

I wanna watch, but maybe they won't like that.  Its
chillier than last week and I wasn't expecting to be
visiting the SU, so I don't have easy off clothing. I
carefully take off my hiking boots, my jeans, my boxer
briefs, and unbutton my shirt.  I then open my stall
and wait a minute.  I am bare below the waist except
for my sox.

Nothing changes.  The panting, and slapping sounds go
right on.  I peer around.  Green Shirt has a beautiful
white ass that is impaled on a dick.  The guy up
behind has shiny, very black hair drawn back in a kind
of a pony tail. He is naked except for his runners and
sox.  He is tall and thin, and looks attractive,
although with his hair drawn back he has a kind of
rat-like profile.  Nice skin though - creamy dark
olive.  He smiles, but not encouragingly.  Clearly
Green Shirt's ass is not to be shared.  That ass is so
sweet looking and white, and sounds so good - thwap,
thwap, thwap, thwap, THWAP, as Pony Tail Boy grips hip
and humps vigorously.  Occasionally Green Shirt looks
back at me and grins. More often he grunts -

"uh, uh, oh, uh, ummmm"

But Pony Tail Boy is riding for dear life and I can't
squeeze past for a crack at the nice lips at the other
end.

Suddenly the outer door sounds.  We rush back into our
stalls, and sit down.  The inner door opens.  A guy
comes right over to the stall next to me, enters and
sits down.  Its quiet again.  My neighbor isn't shy,
however.  He is wearing pale blue Dr's scrubs and they
are coming off at a mile a minute.  Within 10 seconds,
it seems he has stripped.  I saw a flash of white in
the storm of blue, so the underwear is off too.  He is
wearing old black chucks.

He peers under and looks at me.  Big round head, pale,
pale dishwater blond hair, blue eyes.  Looks like he
probably is a medical student, not a doctor or a male
nurse - maybe 26 or 27.  This is a stall with no glory
holes.  So I decide to be bold.

I open my door.  He comes over.

When that happens Green Shirt and Pony Tail Boy open
doors, with Pony Boy rushing towards Green Shirt's hot
slot. They join cock to ass and start fucking again.

What do I get out of this? A nice masculine looking
guy.  Very solidly muscled, not handsome, but not
ugly, just ordinary.  Has a six pack, good pecs.
However, he seems serious.  This is not gonna be
slutty sex, this is Dickwerk.  He is here to get his
rocks off during a stressful shift, I would guess. I
am a sex toy.  More complicated than a dildo, but I
serve the same purpose, I think.

He steps up crisply and places a thumb on my lip.  I
can see the instructions he read before coming over:
"Approach your teenage cocksucker firmly, place your
hand masterfully on his lips to indicate that you want
him to open his mouth. Thrust with the thumb to open
the jaws, then insert cock and fuck vigorously.  If
your teenage cocksucker begins to gag when you attempt
to insert cock A in throat B, look down at him firmly,
tilt his head back, and say 'swallow it, cockmouth'".
Note: proper head angle may vary with teenage unit.

He doesn't actually say anything, but he does push his
thumb between my lips. I am horny, so I open up, and
his cock soon follows.  He is actually pretty good.
Its a nice mouth fucking.  His dick is pretty fat, and
I do in fact gag when he tries to get it down my
throat. But he doesn't say anything.  He DOES grasp my
head firmly (I think this may be the good results of
medical training) and tilts it so I am well placed to
swallow him - at least after I slide to my knees on
the floor and let him push past my top throat.

Then he does say something.

"lick my balls, dude".

A reasonable request, so I start licking and liking
it.

Then he surprises me.  I thought I was just going to
be a willing mouth with tight lips and sucky cheeks.
But he reaches gently under my arms and pulls me up.

He kneels and takes me into his mouth.  He is a great
cock sucker, and he works with efficient and precise
tongue flicks.  He is a BMW style dickwerker.
Efficient and very good.  He wanted throat action, and
so do I.  So I push hard. He swallows without a sound,
and just some nice throat spasms.  His throat is hot
and accommodating.  Lots of people have been here
before me, and he is probably naturally talented to
boot.

I fuck in and out, and his pale face begins to get a
bit red.  Then I just wrap my hands behind his head,
pull him fast and hard toward me and hold tight.  His
nose is mashed against my abs, and I am swiveling my
hips like a stripper and holding tight. I am all the
way down his welcoming, tight, cock-stuffed throat. I
wait for a few seconds, then let up. He gasps and
slobbers and greedily dives for my cock.  He likes
what I do, so I repeat. I fuck his mouth hard and
deep, hold him tight against me so that he can't
breathe easily, and wait till I think he must be
faint, then let up.  He gasps each time.  Finally I
can't stand it. I cum in his mouth - hard, hard, hard.
  He takes it, and spits it into his hand, then rubs
it on his chest and belly.

He stands purposefully.  I know what I am expected to
do. I do it. I drop to my knees.

Meanwhile, Green Shirt and Pony Boy have fucked each
other to completion and are now watching us.

I take the med student's dick into my mouth and he
lets me work it.  I work slowly and carefully - I can
be a BMW dickwerker, too.   He is patient. I move my
tongue not too fast, not too slow and I suck with my
lips and cheeks.  Then he pulls it out and puts it
right up against my cheek.  He lets loose and gives me
a good glazing.

I return to my stall, as does he.  He gets dressed, as
do Green Shirt and Pony Boy, and they leave.

I am torn.  I am supposed to meet some guys at 9:00,
but I want more sex.  I am even hornier than when I
arrived.  I have had a great cum in Med Student's
mouth.
But I want to serve it up again a few times. I am that
sex needy.

So I wait. And keep waiting. And wait some more.
Nothing.  Over a 1/2 an hour and nothing.  Its 8:45.
So horny, frustrated and defeated, I leave.

I meet my friends and we have pizza and laugh around.
Its good.   We are supposed to go back to the library
to study.  I promise them I will be there shortly, but
I have something to do.

I head for the Student Union as fast as raging
hormones and long legs will carry me.  Its 11:17 when
I get there - and there is NO ONE AT ALL.

I am ready to moan with frustration.  I go in and sit
down.  I wait, and wait.  About 15 minutes.  Suddenly
someone comes in.

He carefully goes to the pisser opposite my stall.  He
has knee length blue shorts with a stripe down the
side, white t-shirt, a heavy hoody, and a big frizz of
hair like a brillo pad. Skinny legs.  He is pulling
pud, though.  Good sign.  I lick my lips hopefully

He looks over his shoulder.  He is a scrawny guy who
looks like he has a bird face.  I am horny.  If he
wants me, he is getting me.  Even if he is a bit odd
looking.  Seems nice enough.

He is nervous, but he keeps stroking his stalk and
looking over his shoulder.  After a minute or so I
open my door.  He may look like a shy hair wreck, but
he is quick.

In a 1/10 of a sec he has crossed to my stall and
pushed a long skinny dick into my mouth.

"SUCK IT"

"SUCK IT HARD"

"HARDER"

I am sucking so hard my eyes are crossing.  What does
this freak want?

He settles down, and begins to make appreciative
noises.  He grabs my ears and does some rabbit
fucking.

Then

"I wanna fuck your ass"

I am now revealed in my complete horniness.

"Okay, but ya gotta suit up"

"Sure, you have some?".

"yeah".

I do.  I stand, shuffle around, cuz my pants are
around my ankles, and come out.  I turn to present my
butt.  I bend my knees and arch my ass out.  He is
pretty tall, so I am ready. He, meanwhile has donned
the uniform and is dutifully lubing my ass with his
tongue.

He stands up and grabs my hips.  He pushes forward and
I guide him into me.  It hurts.  A lot.  He is long
and skinny and goes in deep.  He booms right on up my
tight butt.  I am not proud of my tightness.  I would
rather have a boy twat for easy entry.  But there you
have it.

Still, once in, the burning dies down and its good. I
am liking this.  Then the outer door opens.

I feel him pull out and I get in doors as quickly as I
can, given my pants problem.

The new guy is REALLY short, and REALLY handsome in a
kind of pretty way.  He is probably 5'3" at most.  He
has a red checked dress shirt, ugly ass brown pants,
and nice leather shoes.

He goes the way of Mr. Brillo Hair.  He stands in
front of my stall, and keeps glancing over his
shoulder.

As soon as I can tell he is on our team, I open my
door and begin to shuffle out.  I am wanting Brillo
Hair's fucking.

Brillo Hair waits to come out, though.  And Little
Check Shirt is as bold as brass.  I have a midget and
a hair explosion who are after my ass.

Little Check Shirt comes over and grabs my package.
He starts fondling me.  If I were protesting I would
be being molested, but as I am happy about it, its
jacking. I am glad to be 19 - we 19ers like to be
jacked. He does a good job.  He is jacking me
vigorously.

Suddenly Brillo Hair is out.

"Ya want him to fuck ya or me?"

I think about this.  I feel my balls churning.

"how bout both of you?"

silence

"You can take turns or something".

Brillo Hair says.

"lets go where we won't be disturbed".

We agree on this.  I pull up my trousers, and we set
off.

We go up several floors and find a room that is a
class room, but lockable.

Brillo Hair locks the door and gestures to the
teachers desk, which is out of view of the door.

"Go bend over the desk".

"Dude, is this place private?"

"Yeah".

"Then we are all getting naked, or I am not hooking
with you".

There is a little round of protest.

I walk up front.

"Make up your mind. I want two naked guys to fuck me."

They come up after me.

"You Start", I say.

Little Check Shirt gets to work.  He finishes quickly,
and he has a GREAT body. Short, but perfect
proportions.

He is gonna get me.  I sit in the teachers chair and
take off my boots and socks.  I slide pants and undies
down.  Then off with jacket, shirt and undershirt.

I beginning making a little cover on the floor.

Brillo Hair is stripping too.

"Bend over the desk".

I ignore him.

I get down on my back between the desk and the wall,
lift and brace my feet against the rim of the desk and
the rim of the black board. My legs are now spread in
a raised V. I am available to the max.

"boy box ready for boarding, Captain"

I hand Little Check Shirt a condom.  He puts it on and
lowers his head between my legs.  He eats ass
vigorously.  Sloppy and deep.

Then he pushes into me and I feel his pubes on my
cheeks.  He is short, but reasonably thick, and this
is good.  I reach around a grab his ass cheeks and
start fucking myself with him.  He is good.  I have
never been fucked by a guy this short before, but its
all right, it is.  He labors away, clearly trying to
make sure I am satisfied.  I moan and huff
appreciatively. I gurgle with pleasure. This is good.
Suddenly his eyes roll back in his head and he
shudders and shudders.

He climbs off.

Brillo Hair grabs a condom, pulls it on, and prongs
me.  He is pretty good too, but painful cuz he is long
and skinny.

I look at Little Check Shirt

"Sit on my face, okay?"

He does.

Brillo Hair is moaning and wailing on my ass.  He
pulls out and says,

"I wanna cum on his face"

Which he does.

I remain on the floor with Little Check Shirt sitting
on my tummy. My lets are bent and the knee and my feet
flat so Little Check Shirt can lean back without
squashing my package.

I smile at him in a friendly fashion.

Brillo Hair gets dressed and rushes out.

I am gonna see if Little Check Shirt wants to maybe be
friends - or at least go another round or two.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Thanks alot for the encouragement for the earlier
story. If theres interest, I will try to write some
more.  Makes it easier to write knowing people like
it.

J