Date: Thu, 26 Sep 2002 08:51:44 -0400
From: Jeff Allen <jeff_allen15@hotmail.com>
Subject: Love of a Lifetime Part 15

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LOVE OF A LIFETIME

PART 15

     Despite not studying as much as I should have, I felt good about the
history test the next afternoon, and the rest of the week went really well
with Jason and me.  We jerked off together both Wednesday and Thursday
nights before going to bed.  If Jason was bothered by the revelation that I
was gay, he hid it well.  In fact, I got the impression he was teasing me a
little by stripping down to his briefs as soon as he was in the room where
before he usually kept his jeans or shorts on.  I tried not to notice, but
he was a good looking stud so I found my self looking more than I probably
should have.

     Andy and Larsen come over on Friday so I moved out of the dorm and
into the motel room with Andy.  We talked about Jason (after we'd worn
ourselves out in bed) and agreed that he seemed to be doing okay with the
idea of having a gay roommate.  Maybe he was trying to break out of the
narrow mold that his straight- laced father had set up.
     Justin, Andy and I went to the football game on Saturday, .  Our team
won, and Jason got to play most of the second half.  I was happy for him.
After the game Justin, Andy and I went out for dinner at one of the local
restaurants.  The two of them hit it off really well.  Their sense of humor
was almost the same.  They had several good laughs, most of them at my
expense, during the dinner.  After the dinner Justin had a date with one of
the girls in our biology lab so he went back to campus while Andy and I
went back to our motel for the night.
     We took Larsen for a long hike on Sunday.  The day was a little
overcast but still warm and the fall colors were developing nicely.  Larsen
had a great time, but Andy seemed preoccupied with something.  I didn't say
anything; I figured he would tell me when he was ready.
     It turned out that he wasn't ready until we were eating dinner.  Our
fall break was two weekends away, and I had planned to go back to
Carterville.  I was looking forward to having a long weekend with Andy.
However, the bank wanted him to go to a special two week long management
workshop up in Chicago where the bank had just acquired one of the regional
banks.  The purpose of the workshop was for the two banks to figure out how
to merge their small town operations.  Andy had been selected because of
the success he'd had building the client base for the branch in
Carterville.  I had mixed feeling about this development.
  On one hand I was really proud that my man was receiving some recognition
from the bigwigs for all of the hard work he was doing.  On the other hand,
it meant that I wouldn't be able to spend the break with him.
     Larsen was another worry, but Andy quickly assured me that he'd made
arrangements for the shaggy pooch to stay with his secretary, Nancy Jones,
and her family.  Nancy had a couple of younger children who got along well
with Larsen so I knew he'd be okay while Andy was gone for the two weeks.
I just hoped I'd be okay too.
     I tried to be upbeat about the whole thing, but Andy knew I was
disappointed and a little hurt, and that made him feel bad.  We had a long
talk sitting in Andy's truck in the parking lot of the dorm.  After an hour
or so we were both okay with it.  I'd finally worked myself around to
realizing that things weren't always going to go the way we'd planned them
and that this was just the first of those times.  The love that Andy and I
shared was strong and might even grow stronger with a few compromises and
forced separations.

     That evening when Justin and I were studying for chemistry I told him
about the ruined fall break.

     "Man, that sucks.  I know how you feel.  I was hoping to spend some
time with the girlfriend getting laid.  Now that she's the EX-girlfriend,
that's not gonna happen.  Not gonna happen up here anytime soon either.
The date last night was a disaster!"

     "What was wrong?  I thought you had the hots for her.  You've spent
more time in bio lab looking at her than you have looking at the lab work."

     "That's why I wanted you as my lab partner.  You aren't distracted by
well formed chests and low cut tops."

     "Yes I am, but I like to see a little hair on the chests."

     He looked at me in amazement for a second and then broke out in a
laugh.  "You are too much, man!"

     We went back to the books for a while before Justin broke the silence.
"Since we're both free for fall break, do you want to hang out with me?
  My family has a house at Sunset Beach.  We could leave here after
practice, go down to Charlotte, pick up the keys, and be at the beach by
midnight or so."

     "That sounds like a plan to me, bro."

                       **********

     The week went by quickly.  The pace had really picked up in classes.
Justin and I studied together each night.  We had another biology test
coming up just before fall break, and both of us were determined to get
100's again.  The weather turned cooler giving us our first frost of the
season.  Growing up in the mountains, I was used to having colder weather
at this time of the year, but the freshmen from Florida and Georgia were
sort of amazed.  One dude even wore a winter coat to our biology lab.  I
wondered what he was going to do with the snow and cold in January and
February.

     Jason and I continued to get along better than ever.  He never made an
antigay statement, in fact he seemed pretty comfortable with the whole
situation.  Comfortable enough so that on Wednesday night when we were
jacking off together before bed, he moved our session up a notch in
intensity.

     We'd jacked off together on Monday and Tuesday just like we had the
previous week with the two of us sitting facing each other in our desk
chairs or on our beds.
     On Wednesday I came back to the room after studying with Justin.
Jason was sitting at his desk with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
He already had a tent poking up the towel in his lap.

     "Are you about ready for bed?"  That phrase had become our signal for
'are you ready to masturbate?'

     I grabbed my toilet kit.  "Just let me brush my teeth, and I'll be
ready."

     "Good.  Hurry back."

     When I got back to the room, Jason had pulled his chair close to the
middle of the small room.  He'd already opened the towel and was slowly
stroking his erection.  I stripped, plunked my naked butt in my desk chair,
and started stroking my own meat.  Soon both of us were sporting raging
hard ons.
     As he had done before Jason slouched down in the chair spreading his
legs as far apart as possible and giving me a great view of his scrotum and
perineum.  I could see the longer hairs surrounding his asshole peaking out
at me.  That night I slumped a little in my chair and spread my legs.  I
thought if he wanted me to see his ass he might want to see mine in return.
That posture also brought our feet and legs close together in the middle of
the room.  As we stroked, Jason's eyes were locked on my crotch.  He moved
forward slightly in his chair bringing our ankles into contact.  That was
the first time we had ever touched one another in our jerk off sessions!
His touch startled and surprised me, but I didn't move away from it.
     Jason slouched farther down in the chair.  His ass was now almost
completely off the seat of the chair with his torso positioned parallel to
the ground.  This brought not only our ankles but also our calves and the
lower part of our thighs into contact with one another.  Our throbbing
dicks were only separated by about twelve or thirteen inches of space.  His
eyes continued their lock on my erection.
     This was hot!  I saw his balls begin to draw up close to the base of
his shaft so I increased my tempo and felt the beginnings of my climax.
Jason exploded with four jets of creamy white cum.  The boy really had some
powerful muscles down there as the first shot hit him square on the chin.
He was just pumping out the last of his four jets when I unloaded onto my
chest and belly.
     When he climaxed, Jason had thrown his head back and closed his eyes.
Now his eyes locked onto mine as he took his cum covered right hand off his
softening dick and slowly licked the cum from it.  He then took his index
finger and picked up the blobs of cum from his muscled stomach and chest
and licked those off as well.
     In response I stuck my index finger into the pool of cum on my belly
and transferred it to my mouth.  Jason smiled and watched intently.
     We stayed like that for a minute or so with our legs pressed together.
That was unusual.  In our previous sessions Jason had always been quick to
get up and get in bed once our climaxes were over.

     Finally he broke the moment and sat up.  "Good one, eh?"

     "Yeah, good one."

     He got up, wiped the remain cum off his body and climbed into bed
leaving me as usual to turn out the lights.

                       **********

     Thursday night Jason turned up the heat a little more.

     At the start of our session Jason brought his chair in close to mine
so that even without slouching down our thighs were touching and our
crotches were only separated by inches.  This time as his tempo increased
he sat up in his chair and leaned forward placing his left hand on my thigh
just above my knee.  When he came he gripped my leg so hard I thought it
might leave bruises.  His jets of jism flew into the air between us with
one glob landing on my upper thigh about three inches below my hip.  I came
right after that leaving a substantial pool of cum on my stomach just above
my pubic hair.
     Because of the posture he had been in, most of Jason's normal bedtime
snack of his own cum was slowly congealing on the floor between our feet.
I wondered what he would do for his accustomed nocturnal protein boost.
     I didn't have long to wait to find out.  Jason reached over with his
right index finger and took a big scoop of MY cum from between my belly
button and pubic hair moving his finger for an inch or so across my skin.
He then licked my cum off his finger.

     "It's almost the same but different.  Your's is a little sweeter while
mine has more of a salty flavor."

     I scooped up the little bit of his cum that had landed on my thigh and
stuck it in my mouth.  "You're right.  You do have a saltier taste."

     He reached over with his left hand (the one without any cum on it) and
tossled my hair before getting up and climbing into bed.

     I sighed as I went over and turned out the lights.  I wondered if he
ever turned out any lights at home.

                       **********

     Friday night Jason was away with the football team.  He was one of
five freshmen, including the loveable Brad Miller, who had been promoted to
the traveling squad and was almost beside himself with pride.  He hoped to
get even more playing time in during this game.
     Since Brad was gone with the team too Justin used the opportunity to
bring one of the girls from our English class back to the dorm.  They
disappeared into his room for a "study date" and didn't emerge until almost
the time when women were no longer allowed on the hall.  Justin had a huge
smile on his face when they came out.
     I talked with Andy for a long time on the phone.  He was leaving the
next day for his workshop meeting in Chicago so we had lots to talk about.
I told him about Jason eating some of my cum the previous night.

     "I think our Jason just crossed a line.  Straight guys may jack off
together and some may even sample their own semen, but tasting another
guy's load is just not done very often."

     "Yeah," I replied.  "I think we may be hearing the creak of some very
rusty hinges on a closet door."

     "C.Z., just be careful that you don't get your hand or something else
caught if he decides to shut that closet door again."

     We both laughed and went on to other topics of discussion.

                       **********

     The team lost the game.  Justin and I listened to the game on the
campus radio station.  Both Jason and Brad had gotten to play; in fact,
Jason played most of the second half.  Even with his increased playing
time, I knew he would be disappointed with the team's loss.

     Justin had another date that evening so after dinner I decided to
check out the university's pool.  I'm not a real strong swimmer since there
was only one public pool in Carter County.  I had taken swimming lessons as
a kid so I knew the basics...I just wasn't real smooth in the water.
     I entered the pool from the men's locker room.  There were only two
guys swimming laps plus the life guard and me in the whole pool.  I got
into one of the open lanes and started trying to do some laps.  I'm sure it
wasn't a pretty sight.
     I did take notice of the other two guys in the pool.  Both wore
speedos and goggles and were obviously experienced swimmers.  One of the
guys was blond and the other was a dark headed guy who still had a great
tan.  The dark headed guy was using the lane next to me, and I watched him
as I thrashed through the water.  He used long smooth strokes and glided
through the water with ease.  He had a good bit of dark body hair on his
legs, and the hair on his chest spread out across his pecs and then
narrowed to a line down the middle of his washboard abs before disappearing
under the waist band of his black speedos.  He did about three laps of the
pool for every one of mine.

     After about thirty minutes of thrashing on my part I stopped at the
end of the lane to catch my breath.  The dark headed guy pulled up in the
lane next to me.

     "Hey, C.Z."

     I looked over at him.  He took off his goggles and I suddenly realized
who had been swimming next to me.  "Dr. Griffith!  Sorry I didn't recognize
you."

     He laughed.  "Guess I look a little different than I do in class."

     "That's for sure.  You're a really good swimmer, Doc.  I wish I looked
like you do in the water."

     "Thanks.  Want a couple of pointers?"

     He told me to slow down my stroke and concentrate on trying to make a
smooth rhythm.  He let me borrow his goggles, and I tried a couple of laps.
I still wasn't ready for competition, but the swimming was a lot easier
than before.  He gave me some pointers on flip turns, and I found that I
could execute a turn reasonably well with only a little water up the nose.
     The life guard came over and told us the pool was closing so we got
out of the water giving me my first unobstructed view of Dr. Griffith's
speedo-clad body.  He was in great shape, and judging from the bulge in the
front of his speedos he had another muscle that was well-developed also.
     We continued chatting as we walked down to the locker room.  I told
him it was my first time in the university pool.  He said that he often did
laps at noon during the week but had decided to come into town that night
and swim because he was by himself for the evening.  I figured that meant
his wife was away for the day or weekend.
     His locker was in the same bank of lockers as mine so we also ended up
sharing the same shower area.  I was happy with that 'cause I was curious
to see what might be underneath those black speedos.
     I wasn't disappointed.  We started the showers and while waiting for
the water to heat up, Doc peeled down his swim suit.  The line of hair on
his abdomen widened into a thick bush surrounding a fairly thick, cut cock
that was about five inches in length in it's flaccid state.  Of course I
wondered what it looked like hard.  Doc definitely was a sexy looking man.
The dark summer tan I'd noticed on his face and arms the first day of
classes had faded, but he was still golden brown all over.  No tan line!
     The absence of a tan line was an instant turn on for me.  I was afraid
that I would pop a boner right there in the middle of the shower.
Fortunately all I did was lengthen a little during the shower.
     When we were finished with the shower, we dressed and said our good-
byes.  I went right back to my room and beat off to the image of Doc's wet
sexy body covered with soap in the shower.

     The football team didn't get back to campus until late that night.
  I woke up when Jason came into the room around one in the morning.

     He didn't turn on the lights.  He just dropped his bag by the foot of
the bed and dropped his body heavily into his chair.

     "I heard the game on radio."

     "Yeah.  It was a rough one."

     "You made some good plays."

     "I guess.  I got beat to shit in the process."  He pulled his shirt
off over his head and dropped it on the floor.  He groaned as he bent over
to untie his sneakers.

     I got out of bed and went over to stand behind his chair.  When he sat
back up after pulling off his shoes and socks, I put both my hands on his
shoulders and started massaging the tight muscles.

     He sighed and rolled his head back as I rubbed and kneaded the muscles
of his neck and shoulders.  "Man, that feels wonderful!"

     He bent forward, and I included his shoulder blades and lats in the
massage.  I walked my knuckles down his spine to the waistband of his
jeans.  He sat up and leaned back into me.  His head rested in the hollow
underneath my sternum and his upper back was pressed against my half erect
penis.  I knew he had to be able to feel it.
     He stood up, turned around and drew me into a full body hug.  He had
one arm wrapped over my shoulder and the other around my waist.  When I
recovered from the surprise, I hugged him back.  He rested his forehead on
my shoulder.

     His voice was so soft I could barely hear.  "Will you get in the bed
with me?"

     "Are you sure?"

     "Yes, just get in with me and rub my neck until I go to sleep.  I
don't think it will take very long."

     I broke the hug and went over and pulled the covers back on his bed.
He skinned his jeans and briefs off and climbed in without looking at me.
I climbed into the narrow bed after him and pulled the covers up to our
waists.  He lay on his side facing away from me and toward the wall.  I
propped myself up on one elbow and used the other hand to run lightly
across his neck and shoulder.  He pushed his butt back a little which gave
me the choice of either falling off the bed or letting my semi hard cock
press up against his muscular ass.  I chose to do the later.  I was a
little worried about the next step in this process, but as I continued
rubbing his neck and shoulder Jason sighed and his breathing slipped into
the regular and soft pattern of sleep.

     I stayed there a couple of minutes rubbing his neck and shoulder.
When I was certain he was asleep, I slipped out of his bed and back into my
own.  Curiouser and curiouser I thought as I drifted into my own sleep.  I
wondered what would happen tomorrow?

                       **********

     I over slept the next morning and was about fifteen minutes late
getting to work.  Fortunately, Sunday breakfast is an extremely unpopular
meal with normal college students so my tardiness was only mentioned in
passing by the kitchen crew boss.

     Jason was still asleep when I got back to the room.  I used the
shower, dressed, and then grabbed my books and plunked down in the dorm
lounge to study since I didn't want to wake Jason and the library wouldn't
be opening until noon.
     Justin came wandering into the lounge around ten o'clock complaining
that even with ear plugs Brad Miller's snoring had awakened him.  We ended
up studying pretty much the rest of the day.  Even though it was a short
week coming up both of us had tests in biology, chemistry, history and
another big in-class essay in English before the start of break on
Wednesday.  It was going to be a helluva week.

                       **********

     Jason was waiting for me when I got back to the room that night after
studying.  He was sitting at his desk wearing just his jockey shorts.  We
exchanged some pleasantries telling each other about our day and so on.

     Then he said, "C.Z., thanks for last night, man.  That really helped
me go to sleep."

     I smiled at him.  "Glad it helped.  You were really beat."

     "Yeah, but I've recovered.  Are you ready for bed?"

     I nodded and started getting undressed.  To my surprise, Jason went
over and turned off the lights before shucking off his briefs.  When we'd
fooled around before, we'd always left the lights on, and I had turned them
off after Jason climbed into bed.  Because of the street light outside, the
room wasn't all that dark even with the lights off, but the lower light
gave a more secretive and sexy feel to the room.
     We pulled our desk chairs into the middle of the room facing each
other and sat down.  Jason was already hard, and I was getting there.  He
scooted his chair even closer than he had the last time.  Almost the entire
lengths of our thighs were in contact.  No more than a couple of inches of
space separated our dicks.  We started stroking.  I watched Jason's face.
His eyes alternated from looking down at my dick to looking directly in my
eyes.  Even in the darkened room, I could see the excitement in his eyes.
     He stopped stroking on his dick and reached out running the pad of his
index finger over the head of my prick spreading my precum around and
causing my dick to jump with the new sensation.
     I took my hand away from my dick and gently ran the back of my fingers
up the shaft of his hardened prong.  He moaned deep in his throat and
wrapped his hand around my cock and resumed the pistoning action of his
hand.  I responded by grasping his dick and starting to stroke it.
     Jason put his left hand around the back of my neck and pulled my head
forward until our foreheads were touching.  I reached out with my free hand
and gently flipped the erect nipples on his muscular chest.

     He gasped and murmured, "Oh, yeah."

When his breathing started to change, I moved my hand away from his nipples
and cupped it under his heavy ball sack.  As I gently moved the egg-sized
orbs around in their sack I let my fingers extend past the sack onto his
perineum.
     He climaxed sending out a jet of cum that landed just below my left
nipple.  The rest of his cum covered the hand I had on his pulsing dick.
He had stopped his movements on my erection when he came, but immediately
resumed stroking me while he oozed the last of his juices onto my hand.  My
muscles tightened, I grunted and my cum poured out over his hand and onto
my belly.
     We sat for a minute or so forehead to forehead and dick to dick while
we mentally returned from the experience of our climaxes.  He released his
grip on my neck, and I leaned back a little.  He took his cum-covered hand
away from my softening cock and began licking my cum off his fingers.  He
looked straight into my eyes and moved his hand toward my mouth offering me
the last of my cum.  I held his wrist with my left hand and licked the
remains of my seminal fluids off his fingers before raising my right hand,
removing some of his cum, and then offering the remains to him in a
reciprocal gesture.  His eyes never left mine as he licked each of my
fingers clean just like he was eating an ice cream cone.
     When we finally stood up, Jason drew me into a hug that smeared the
remains of our cum between our two bodies from chest to dick.

     "Thanks, bud."

     "My pleasure."

                       **********

     That Monday was even more of a blur of activity than most Mondays.
Work was more hectic than usual, and I barely had time to catch my shower
and shave before my classes started.  In class, it seemed that all of the
professors were trying to catch up to their class syllabi.  Some of the
material we got in biology and chemistry was going to be on the exams on
Wednesday.  Not good news.  When I was finally through with classes, it was
time for practice.  Coach Kensington seemed to have caught the "I'm going
to get as much in three days as I normally do in five" bug.  He really
pushed us.  To top it off the cafeteria dinner was mystery meat.  It was
nearly inedible, but I was hungry so I ate it anyway!
     Justin and I studied in my room because Brad Miller had a bunch of
football guys over in their room.  Those guys never seemed to have tests!
At least I never saw them studying for any of them.
     Jason spent most of the evening over there, but he came back into our
room about 10:30 and started studying for one of his courses.  By 11:30 our
study session had deteriorated into a bull session between the three of us,
and we decided to call it a night.  Justin left to see if he could convince
Brad and the rest of his minions to move elsewhere so he could go to bed.
Jason and I took our stuff down to the john to brush our teeth and relieve
our bladders before bed.  Brushing my teeth, I wondered what new territory
Jason would be exploring tonight.

     When we got back to the room, Jason turned out the lights (second
night in a row for that one) and stripped out of his clothes.  I got
undressed, pulled my desk chair into the middle of the room, and waited for
Jason to join me.
     I expected him to bring his desk chair over, but instead he walked
over standing with his hardening dick just inches away from my face.
     I knew what he wanted, and I obliged.  I reached out and wrapped my
right hand around the base of his dick before lowering my mouth and running
my tongue over the head.  His dick jumped with my touch.  I moved my tongue
over the head again before slowly swallowing most of the length of his
shaft.

     "Oh, God, that's incredible!"  He put his hand on my head forcing my
mouth further down on his cock.

     I moved my butt out of the chair and knelt in front of him putting my
mouth in a better position to minister to his hardness.  I played with his
balls with my left hand and used my right to gently push against his chest
causing us to walk backwards.  When the back of his legs hit his desk
chair, he sat down.
     I moved my mouth up and down on his cock and ran my tongue around the
head with each stroke.  Andy's was the only other cock I'd ever had in my
mouth, although I'd had his in my mouth a lot!  Jason's felt similar but
yet different.  The head was not as big as Andy's and the shaft grew wider
toward the base instead of being uniform in thickness like Andy's.  My left
hand continued to cup and play with Jason's hairy nut sack but my fingers
also slipped past his sack and moved around the outside of his anal
opening.  His body shuddered each time my fingers passed over the edge of
his pucker.  I used my right had to play with his nipples or stroke his
cock in rhythm with the up and down motions of my mouth.
     Jason panted and moaned as I worked over his manhood.  His hands were
sometimes on either side of my head urging me onward or sometimes moving
across the broad surface of my back and down to my butt.  At one point he
slid one of his hands down the crack of my ass and briefly moved his
fingers around my asshole.
     His breathing changed and I felt his balls draw up closer to the root
of his shaft.  I knew he was getting close.  My left hand was slick with my
saliva that had run down his shaft and over his balls so I knew my fingers
were well lubricated.  I pushed my middle finger into the pucker of his
asshole while I pumped his shaft with my right hand leaving my mouth just
covering the head which I licked with my tongue.  He left out a low groan
of pleasure.  My finger moved deeper into his ass and found the rounded
form of his prostate.  I thought he was going to jump out of the chair.

     "I'm gonna cum...."

     He exploded into my mouth.  I felt the first jet hit the back of my
throat.  I moved my mouth down over the entire shaft and milked his organ
for all it was worth.

     He didn't move at first.  I thought he had passed out.  When he did
move, I released his slightly softer dick from my mouth and sat back on my
haunches.  His body was covered with a fine layer of sweat that glistened
in the soft glow from the street light.  His head was back.  His mouth was
open.

     I figured that would be it for the night so I started to stand up.
  I jumped when Jason reached out and grabbed my hard dick.

     "Get in the chair!"

     He pushed me backwards until I met my chair and sat down.  Immediately
Jason was on his knees between my spread legs.  Without hesitation he
lowered his head and took my prick in his mouth.  I was dumbfounded, but I
sure didn't resist!  It was obvious from his enthusiastic movements that
mine wasn't the first cock he had ever had in his mouth but he wasn't an
expert either.  He did manage to keep his teeth out of the way, and his
eagerness and my state of arousal made up for his lack of finer technique.
     I warned him that I was about to cum.  Like me that caused him to
increase the intensity of his efforts.  I groaned loudly as my seed spilled
into his mouth.  He swallowed every drop.

     When I recovered, I opened my eyes and found Jason still kneeling
between my legs.  He was looking at me with a shit-eating smile on his
face, a drop of my cum hanging off the left side of his mouth.  His dick
was fully erect again.

     "Are you okay?" I asked.

     "I'm doing great although I may have third degree carpet burns on my
knees.  Let's go lie down on the bed."

     We lay down on his bed facing each other.  I reached out and started
playing with his hard on.  I wondered if it had ever gone down after his
climax.  I certainly hadn't been paying attention while he was blowing me.
Jason placed his hand over my dick.  I felt myself start to respond to his
touch.

     He gave me that shit-eating grin again.  "Round two?"

     "Yeah."  I twisted around so we were in a 69 position and took his
hardness back into my mouth.  He reciprocated, and soon we were in the
middle of another intense sex session.
     When I felt his balls begin to draw up, I backed off his cock and
began licking my way over his balls to his perineum.  He spread his legs
even farther to give me complete access.  As I rimmed him he moaned deep in
his throat and moved one of his fingers into my asshole.

     I winced in pain.  "Use some spit.  It's too dry."

     "Sorry."  He moved his mouth off my cock for a moment before returning
to engulf my manhood.  He must have wet his finger in the interim because
the finger that slid into my asshole was now slick.  It felt wonderful.  I
rimmed him some more before pushing my tongue into the folds of his pucker.
He gasped with pleasure.  I knew he was getting close again so I
substituted my saliva-lubricated finger for my tongue in his ass and moved
my mouth back over his cock waiting for his seed.  As I massaged his
prostrate with my finger, I felt the muscles of his rectum contract as his
dick swelled in my mouth.  He pumped another volume of seminal fluid into
my waiting mouth.  As he finished his last contraction I let loose with my
own climax into his waiting mouth.

     I twisted around again so that we were facing each other in the narrow
dorm bed.

     "Thanks again, C.Z."  He turned over facing the wall with his back to
me.  As he turned he dragged my left arm over and tucked it under his arm
pulling us into a spoon position.  "Stay here."

     He was asleep within seconds.

     I drifted off also, but I woke up again after a couple of hours and
moved back over to my own bed.

(To be continued)