Date: Fri, 6 Feb 2009 14:10:07 -0800 (PST) From: D One Subject: CLOSE UP Brandon finished. He started to pull his pants up but stopped at the sight of the penis that was at the hole. The basement bathrooms were notorious but he didn't believe the stories. Guys on campus always had stories about secret places to go to meet girls or even guys. This bathroom was one of those locations that were supposed to be active after midnight when the building electricity shut down. In the darkness students too horny to care about gay or straight found themselves in the hallways and bathroom itself. He hadn't been here before, at least not after midnight. But Brandon knew the stories. It was evening, three hours before the famous time the lights went off. After hitting the library to research another paper for Prof. Hindon, he had to sit on a toilet somewhere and this building was closer. The penis looked almost comical as it's head seemed to "look" around the hole at first. Then slowly it moved through the hole. Brandon touched it with the tip of his finger. The penis stopped as if surprised to be touched. Then it moved further inside so the fleshy yet firm shaft was more and more visable. He encircled the cockhead. It felt different then his own. He was excited feeling the pulse of another guy. He lways did. "Go jack off and come back" his high school wrestling coach yelled at him all the time becuse his erections were always visable. He loved feeling the strong bodies, the pulse bet and the heartbeat of the other guys. He was hard now, instantly and jacking his own cock with one hand while exploring the other one. The penis grew in length and girth between his fingers. He jacked it more enjoying the additional growing and then throbbing that the penis showed. Brandon spit on his hand and put it back on the unknown boner sliding from as low as he could to it's tip, then concentrating on the excges of hte helmet which seemed to make the penis get so hard it curved slightly upwards. "Yea" he heard the whisper. He felt the excitement in both hands moving to his knees in front of the wall. There were other holes there at different heights. Brandon wondered what he would do if more penis appeared. He only had two hands. The penis seemed to move further through the hole and Brandon's fingers felt bits of pubic hair when they were against the wall. The tip seemed wet. His own erection was wet too. He brought some of it to his lips. It tasted as sweet as always. He pulled his t shirt off not wanting either dick to stain his favorite shirt. As Brandon was about to resume stroking he unknown dick it pulled back until it was out of the hole. He bent forward to see the penis away from the hole. He put his mouth into the hole and waved his tongue. There had been porn DVD's he'd seen do this. Brandon had never done it before. But he was too far gone, too horny, too ready to stop now. The penis rubbed against his lips and then rested on his tongue. He moved backwards slowly and the cock stayed in his mouth until it was all the way through the hole again. He licked the sides of the shaft, then the tip. He heard low sounds, sighs and mutterings. He knew the cock wouldn't be withdrawn again. Brandon pulled back but still liked the underside of it from pubes to tip. The large mole on the side fascinated him. It was large, almsot red. At first he freaked thinking it was a sore. But as the cock grew it was clearly a mole, large but only a mole. He swallowed the entire length gagging at first then opening his throat as he had learned to do during summer flings. It felt good down his throat. He flexed his throat and that made the owner mutter things that revealed his pleasure. "Oh shit" the voice grew louder and Brandon pulled back just in time to feel the streams of liquid hit his forehead, chest and lips. Brandon couldn't stop. He glanced and saw the eye but ignored it as he wildly pumped his own cock until he was gasping for release. Knowing he was giving a show excited him more and his body ached to shoot. He had been naked that summer in camp. The others were too and the night gave them the incentive they needed to show off for each other. Flashlights moved to see who was hardest, closest and more vertile. Brandon got more excited when one or more flashlights moved over his naked body. He loved showing off. He exploded now again and again. Hearing the "wow" sated by whoever owned the mysterious cock on the other side of the wall, Brandon chuckled. The cock reappeared and Brandon licked it but it didn't harden and soon withdrew. Brandon waited and after hearing the creak of the door opening and closing, pulled his clothes back on for his own departure. Try outs were rough. Brandon wanted to wrestle not really caring if he qualified for the varsity or not. He just wanted to feel the hard bodies in his arms or the arms and legs wrapped around his own. The locker room was loud with the sound of slamming doors, multiple shower nozzle sprays and chatter of joking classmates. Brandon sat on the bench stretching his neck while pulling on his street clothes. "Hey" a tall fellow student was beside him. "You make it?" "Don't know yet. I just want the work out anyway" Brandon truthfully said. As he turned his head towards the guy he saw the mole. It was hard to miss and easy to recognize. "Yea yea, I know it's huge" the boy said. Brandon laughed. "I meant the mole" the response came mixed with laughter. "I get looks all the time" Brandon looked up the smooth body, the defined stomach and chest. The face was boyish and handsome. The hair was dyed blonde. The smile infectious. "Yea I've seen it before" The boy looked confused so Brandon added "Close up" he smiled. The blonde looked left and right as if concerned someone else had heard them or had heard Brandon. "Shit, I don't uh do that all the time, I was just so..." he stammered. "Me neither, it's cool" Brandon stood. The blonde's eyes moved up and down Brandon's bare torso between his unbuttoned shirt. "But I'd go again for another close view" he heard himself flirting in a way he dared not do before. "I got to get a shower" The blonde said "Nathan" he stuck out his hand. Brandon peeled his shirt off "Brandon. Me too" He felt the hand that was thrust forward move over his chest and stomach. Now it was his turn to look left and right. "Come on and get another look" They moved towards the shower where steam covered their lust invited by the now empty room. Brandon knelt anxious for another close up look at the mole knowing that he wished others would watch.