Date: Sat, 29 Jan 2005 17:18:31 -0800 (PST) From: Reid Sanderson Subject: college town kid figures it out 11 I have been writing true stories of my actual experiences when I was in high school and college. I have avoided using names because these things really happened about the way I describe them. I have picked up on some of the more 'interesting' experiences, because they are the ones that stand out in my memory. This one occurred when I was about 19 or 20. "The Performance" I was on a short trip gain, and stopped at the same adult bookstore I mentioned in an earlier installment (where I first met a guy who was uncut). I went inside this time, and the place was a little creepy. It was next to a truck stop, and near an interstate highway. I decided to clear out, because it was already night time. As I was walking out the back door, I passed a young guy walking in. We both kind of paused as we passed, and I glanced back at him as I went out the door. I hesitated for a few minutes outside by my car (I didn't have the truck this time), not wanting to hang around too long. As I pretended to look through my keys, the young dude I had just seen came back out the door. He had brown hair, brown eyes and tanned skin and was pretty small- about 5'5", maybe 130 pounds and I would have thought that he was just a kid, but I could tell that he shaved regularly and he had a car. "You want to go someplace?" He asked, as he walked up. "Yeah, sure. You have a place to go?" I answered. "No, I hoped you did." "We could hang out in my car, here, if you want," I offered. "I don't want to hang out here, there are too many truckers that come through. We can go to where I work, if you don't mind driving downtown." "Are there people around there," I asked. "No, it's closed. It's a big office building, but it shuts down at night. I have a key, because sometimes I go in after work to fix computer network problems while everyone is gone," he explained. (Good- a little computer geek. Sounds ok to me.) "I'll follow you," I answered, "So my car won't be parked here." I followed him off of the interstate and into the downtown area, which was pretty dead this late in the evening. He pulled behind a very large office building, and I followed him to a back entrance that looked like it was made for employees only. He fumbled with his keys, then opened the door and picked up a telephone. "Who are you calling?" I asked, a little startled. "Security, so they know that I am in the building. I give them a password, and that way they know that I am in here in case they see something on the cameras or if an alarm goes off," he explained. "Oh," I answered, wandering about security cameras. I followed him to a bank of elevators in a dark hallway, and we headed to an upper floor. "Do you have an office?" I asked. "Not really, just a work area. But there are spots around that are ok," he replied. We got off at one of the top floors, and entered an area that looked like a very large lobby and lounge. There were tables and chairs scattered around, and I assumed that this was set up for luncheons and such. It had a ceiling height of about two floors. He took off his jacket, and said, "I think this is ok. There's nobody around." "Ok," I answered, feeling very conspicuous, as though someone could be watching. I looked around, but there was nobody but the two of us. "What would you like to do?" He asked, reaching out and touching my arm. "Whatever you want's ok with me," I responded, looking at his cute butt. If I saw him on the street, I would have thought he was just a kid, he was so small. I reached over and put my arms around him. "Mmm, you feel good," I murmured as I hugged him tightly, and massaged his buns. He dropped to my knees, and fumbled with my belt and zipper, until my pants were undone. I pushed them down, and let him swallow my cock. "Wow, that is awesome," I moaned, as he continued to suck like he was starving. "Slow down, or I'm gonna shoot to soon," I gasped. He stood up, and began to peel off his clothes. His body was beautiful. Although he was little, he was tanned and had a lot of blond curly hair over his dark skin. His feet looked very small as he slid them out of his loafers. I finished undressing as he removed his socks, and we stood in front of each other. I knew that I didn't come close to matching this guy's looks. We embraced again, and this time I dropped down and took his small tool in my mouth. It was little enough to swallow the whole thing comfortably, and he began fucking my mouth in quick strokes. I clutched his ass, and ran my finger up and down his crack. His ass was so nice. "Turn around a second," I said, taking his cock out of my mouth. He turned around, and bent over, while I licked up the length of his crack, and then explored the crevices around his hole, and the area between his hole and ball sack. It had a slight musty odor mixed with a soapy smell, and I lapped it up until my face was moist. He turned back around and placed his cock back on my lips. It was glistening with pre-cum, and I eagerly swallowed his little hard tool as he resumed fucking my mouth. In just moments, a shot of very hot cum came pouring in my mouth, followed by several more very strong, large volleys of spooge. For a small guy, he was shooting way more than I was used to having, and he kept pumping hard, making it hard to swallow. Before long it was seeping out the sides of my mouth and down my chin. He grasped my head and held it tight against his groin as he shuddered a final spurt of juice, and then just stood there for a moment. For a few minutes we were frozen in time, then he turned loose and stepped back, while I dealt with the slimy ooze feeling my mouth and covering my face. "Wow," he said, "That was hot." He collapsed to the floor, and and sat looking up at me, "Whew..." I looked over at him. He still looked so hot, sitting with his leg spreads, cock partially soft and his feet pointed toward me. I was hoping that he wouldn't get dressed too quick, but I knew that feeling after you cum. Usually you want to get dressed and end it too soon. Finally he spoke, "Well, I guess it's your turn now." I smiled and said, "That's ok. You don't have to..." "Your kidding," he laughed, "I want it!" He climbed to his feet, and came over to where I was part sitting, part laying, and planted a kiss on my wet face. "Hmmm, tastes kinda strange..." he teased, then worked his way down my chest and to my eager cock. "Looks like you have a leak," he said, as he squeezed out a large drop and clear pre-cum and licked it off. He then swallowed my cock and began nursing it as I laid back on my elbows. He slowly carressed and massaged my tool with his lips, wrapping his tongue around it as he licked from the base to the head like an ice cream cone. It was hot just watching him. I was feeling dizzy with the pleasure and the intensity of all of this, as his pace picked up and he began to suction harder. I watched as his cheeks flattened and bulged with each stroke. "I'm about to blow," I moaned, my elbows feeling week. I laid back all the way, and spread my legs further. I looked down across his tanned body and his feet arched, toes digging in the carpet. His feet looked so hot, I felt like I could make love to them! I felt my load began building like a volcano ready to shoot. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," I breathed, "here it cums...," as I released the first load, followed by a succession of more. He sucked harder, like a man starved for this treat. I collapsed, limp on the floor as he cleaned off the last of my jism with his little tongue, then laid his head on my groin. After a while, we smiled at each other, then pulled up to start dressing. It was even hot just watching him pull on his socks over his wiggling toes. We went down the elevator, and I remembered once again where we were. As we neared the exit, he grabbed the security phone again. "I'm checking out, now, guys...," he said, then held the phone a and said, "you did not!" He blushed, very darkly, then said, "thanks...glad you enjoyed it." We walked out an I said, "What? What did they say?" "Nothing," he said, then started to giggle as he got in his car.