"Dr. Kleinmann's Dumb Ray, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay SF-fantasy
I headed back to my dorm but on the way I put a note in Artie's box at the Central Building. It just said that I would like his help in testing out Dr. Kleinmann's new invention. I figured that he would jump at the chance of being involved in anything connected with the eminent, eccentric scientist.
I took a long, hot shower and just as I was drying off there were three or four knocks on the door. I have my own room because I am a student aide to a professor so there was no one to answer but me. I tied the towel around my waist and was conscious, as I neared the door, that it was slowly slipping down.
I ask you, isn't it sexier, to be in a towel than naked? The way it reveals my treasure trail leading under the towel, and the way it shows off one's waist and belly button.
I opened the door. There stood Artie, a little anxious and nervous, as usual. He was dressed in his uniform of white short sleeve shirt but this time in shorts and rubber slides. Pretty informal for our boy.
"Come in and close the door, it's chilly in the hall," I said.
His coffee brown eyes were shooting sparks as he raked my near naked body. He realized that I had caught him staring and he cleared his throat a few times before speaking. "I got your note and I'm volunteering for whatever for the experiment. Will my name go on the published paper?"
"Fuck if I know. I had meant for you to come to the lab, but as long as you are here, let's get the show on the road, or let's party Artie."
I grabbed the round plastic gizmo and he looked hard at it. "You perfuming the room. I like the Victor smell here, don't change it. Now that was sweet and I am a shit to reward him by removing half of his smartness, but here goes.
I pressed the button on top and in this quiet room I could here a slight hissing sound. I looked at Artie to see his intelligent eyes begin to look a bit vacant and his face became younger and softer.
"I guess I should get undressed too," he said hesitantly and with a younger voice.
I nodded. He placed his black rimmed glasses on the desk and kicked off his rubber shoes. He had really nice feet, slim and hairless with perfect toesies. Next came his black shorts and gleaming white underwear. He stood there a moment as if he didn't know what to do next. I was surprised to see that he had nice strong, shapely legs. I would have expected sticks, but when he finally unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor, I saw that he had a developed chest. The boy must swim a lot in the college pool. Yummy belly too.
I moved back, dropped my towel and rested my ass on the front of my desk. He followed me and stood with his hips pressed against my knees. I could tell by the way he was studying my cock like it was a hot dog to feast on, that he was ready to go down on it.
I put a strong hand on his shoulder and pushed him down like the down stroke on a bicycle pump. He slowly yielded to me pressure and he ended up with this mouth in just the right position. My cock was stiff and the cover had rolled back and I am sure that cock fragrance was reaching his nose. At least his heavy breathing indicated that.
What a long tongue you have my boy, I thought as his pink tongue snaked out and swiped the aching head of my cock. I slipped to second gear and gave way to a lower order of mind, my every brain cell concentrating on my leaping cock.
He took the head in a began polishing it with his tongue. I don't know if he had done this before, but he could lecture, right now, on the hottest technique. I slipped down another notch in the evolutionary scale as I groaned out, "Suck hardy Artie."
He nodded and that motion sent me almost into a premature cum. I took deep breaths and regained a tiny hold on reality.
He must have sensed that, the nerdy rascal and he allowed my feverish shaft to slide slowly over his hot wet tongue and on to the back of his mouth. I began almost singing from the sensation. He backed out and looked up at me with his puppy dog eyes, "Good huh?"
I knocked him on the head "Get back there or I'll die right here and you'll be electrocuted for the murder."
He gave a little boy giggle and swallowed my cock in one swoop causing me to let out a pleased "Whoop."
This this genius began swirling his tongue around and swallowing at the same time. My mind was spinning and I was sweating like the end of a tennis match. I extended my hairy foot and curled my toes under his retracting balls and the upper part on his cock. I pushed forward and back and he dripped heavier. The boy liked it.
Soon he doubled his efforts on my cock and I had a real action going on his cock with my foot. We were in business together and we were aiming to introduce a product to the world. He came first. He heaved he hips back and forth trying to get more feeling from my foot and as he did that he clamped his lips harder on my prick. Someone was howling with pleasure, maybe me.
I stiffened and began the longest cum I ever remembered. If finally ended before I died there. He was drenching me like a pool side foot bath. This was good, so good I might spend the rest of my life trying to repeat it.
Through sex swollen, slitted eyes I saw Artie smiling at me. There as no doubt that he was back to his too smart ineffective self. "I had a nice time. Can I buy one of those, I've had my eye on Chris down the hall?"
Oh shit, Chris, Chris of the 6foot 3inch frame. Chris of the body of David without the fig leaf. Chris of the perfect skin, muscles and blond curly hair. I could see and agreed, in my mind with Artie.
"You look beat," Artie said like a goofy younger brother. "Come, hop in as you are."
I was so nice, and I was really tired. He motherly tucked me in and I fell into a deep sleep. I had a vivid dream that Chris, that demi god was standing next to my bed...naked. I clearly saw his perfect build, ivory skin, pink blushed cheeks, mighty legs and full prick. He was looking down at me and smiling. Suddenly something woke me up. I sat up. It was reality. The boy's curly golden hair was gleaming in the moonbeams from the window.
End Part Two