Date: Wed, 24 Nov 2004 13:26:50 -0800 (PST)
From: Reid Sanderson <reids34@yahoo.com>
Subject: college town kid figures it out Pt. 8

This is a quick story about a brief incident that took
place around the time I turned 18 and graduated high
school. All completely true.

Part 8   

The college bathroom seemed a little slow during the
Spring break time, and I stopped by the bookstore
again.  I was there briefly when a thin young guy with
redhair and light beard stubble came by, and nodded
his head toward the back door. It was more of an order
than a suggestion, and I followed him out.

It was dark outside, but I recognized this guy from
somewhere.  Then it hit me- he was a college student
teacher that had been at my school earlier in the
year, in the math class.  He didn't seem to recognize
me.

"Wanna come over?" He asked in a hoarse whisper.

"Yeah, sure," I replied, "I can follow you."

He wasn't too far away, in an apartment near the major
shopping mall.  He didn't say anything when he got out
of the car, so I scrambled to keep up as he headed to
an upstairs room.

When we got inside, he asked, "Want something to
drink?"  I nodded, and he opened a beer and poured it
into two glasses.  There wasn't too much conversation,
as he seemed to eye me hungrily.  When I set the glass
down, he reached over and rubbed my shoulder, then my
back and rear.  I responded in kind, for a moment,
until he pushed down on my shoulders, forcing me to my
knees in front of his crotch.

Silently he unzipped the front of his pants and pulled
out a long, thin cock, then placing his hand on the
back of my head, he placed it on my lips.  I
automatically opened my mouth as he inserted it. It
was clear that my purpose was to service him, and so I
began to massage his pole with my tongue and lips, as
he gently thrust deeper into my throat.

After a short while, he backed up and pulled off his
shirt and kicked his pants the rest of the way off,
revealing a light freckled complexion with soft
reddish blonde hair.  I pulled my clothes off, too, as
he laid down on a small bed and spread his legs.

Once again, it was obvious that my job was to bring
him pleasure.  That's why he had picked me up.  It was
unspoken, but I knew what I was spposed to do.  I
began massaging his legs and thighs. "Turn over," I
suggested. He rolled onto his stomach, and I started
the massage at his neck and shoulders.  I worked down
his back to his thighs and calves, enjoying this as
much as he was.

When I reaching his butt cheeks, and kneaded and
massaged them, them pulled them apart to look at the
little hole.  I was fascinated by how it looked. There
was a little fuzz around it, and he smelled soapy and
clean.  Without thinking, I reached down and licked up
his butt crack.  It felt incredible.

He moaned, as I licked back and forth, concentrating
around the hole.Just as I was getting into it, he
rolled over and said, "get on your back."

I laid down, and he took my cock in his mouth for a
moment and gently sucked on it.  Man, I was so close
to coming, and this was the first time he had really
reciprocated.

After a few moments, I said, "Slow up, or I'll shoot!"

He looked up, then edged up, straddling me on the bed
with his knees at my armpits and his cock facing into
my face.  He pulled a pillow behind my head,
positioning it at an angle, then inserting his cock
into my mouth.

In that position, I couldn't hardly move my head, and
so he started fucking my mouth.  At first it was slow
and gentle, and I reaching around to massage his butt
as he thrust into me.  I knew he was highly aroused
now, and his pace increased and he started pushing
deeper in my mouth.  I could barely swallow my saliva,
and I was starting to gag and choke as he continued
fucking my mouth.

It was starting to get a little scary, as several
times he forced himself into my throat until his pubic
hair was over my nose.  I retched and gagged but he
didn't seem to notice or maybe he didn't care.  He was
horny.

By now he was breathing heavy and he had his hand
behind my head to hold me steady as he pounded me.  I
knew what was about to come.  He had to be ready to
climax. I was both hot and horny myself, and also
scared that I would choke on his spooge.

He groaned out loud and then pulled out of my throat
as the first shot covered my tongue and teeth.  As he
continued pumping loads of steamy, milky cum it filled
my mouth and ran down the side of my face and neck
onto the pillow. His hand continued behind my head,
and as he slowed his cumming, he pushed his cock in
slightly and held it in my mouth until it began to
soften.

Finally, he gently extricated himself from my mouth
and sat back on his honches still straddling me, and
reached down to rub a glob off of my chin.

I was out of breath, but I began to swallow the loads
in my mouth and felt its slimy, tangy substance
dribble down my throat.

"Thanks," he grunted, rolling off of me, and sitting
on the side of the bed, his legs still partially
draped over mine. "That was good."