After my first trip to the SU I didn't get there for over a week. I have a friends-with-benefits relationship with a number of my guy friends. Most of them think of themselves as straight, but like a boy once in awhile. I like to be the boy they do when the mood strikes.
So the following weekend I was entertaining a friend from my school whose best friend from high school was visiting. We went to a football game, and I, of course, provided the evening's entertainment Friday and Saturday night. It was really satisfying. They pretend they are straight, get wasted on beer. Craig begins to call me a "cocksuck" and I say "sure dude, whatever". I let them demand proof and we are off. They then can watch each other have at me, or take me at both ends at once and stay straight, since I am doing the bottoming. Right. But I am not gonna tell them otherwise, cuz I like my role.
But on Thursday night about 6:00 I got the need, and it was fierce. So I set off for the orgy bathroom in the SU.
I take off at a trot and arrive a few minutes later. And no orgy. There was a scurrying sound, so the two occupied stalls clearly were having fun. But there are only two occupied stalls.
I go the stall next to the 2 occupied stalls. I put my stuff on the shelf, drop trou, and wait a minute or two. I can see the shadow of the guy next to me - he is peering underneath. I drop down and peer at him.
He is a pretty handsome kid with a green shirt over a white t-shirt, some grey running shoes, and nothing else but a pair of glasses with black stays and frame tops. Nice white teeth, hair pretty short, but up in the front, and he is tanned where he isn't slightly burned. He smiles at me. His nose is thin and pointed.
I have just gotten lucky, I think to myself. Well I have, but I am wrong about how.
Green Shirt stands up, opens his door and turns around, bending over and clearly presenting his ass. You can see his hands on the toilet seat. The guy just beyond him comes in - seemingly bare legged, only shoes and socks, and makes a rapid docking maneuver. The sounds and the shifting positions - the grunts from Green Shirt, the moans from the other guy indicate that a good fuck is in progress. From the ease of entrance and the sounds of delight given a heavy pounding I'd say Green Shirt is a card carrying member of the Gay Canyon Butt Club.
I wanna watch, but maybe they won't like that. Its chillier than last week and I wasn't expecting to be visiting the SU, so I don't have easy off clothing. I carefully take off my hiking boots, my jeans, my boxer briefs, and unbutton my shirt. I then open my stall and wait a minute. I am bare below the waist except for my sox.
Nothing changes. The panting, and slapping sounds go right on. I peer around. Green Shirt has a beautiful white ass that is impaled on a dick. The guy up behind has shiny, very black hair drawn back in a kind of a pony tail. He is naked except for his runners and sox. He is tall and thin, and looks attractive, although with his hair drawn back he has a kind of rat-like profile. Nice skin though - creamy dark olive. He smiles, but not encouragingly. Clearly Green Shirt's ass is not to be shared. That ass is so sweet looking and white, and sounds so good - thwap, thwap, thwap, thwap, THWAP, as Pony Tail Boy grips hip and humps vigorously. Occasionally Green Shirt looks back at me and grins. More often he grunts -
"uh, uh, oh, uh, ummmm"
But Pony Tail Boy is riding for dear life and I can't squeeze past for a crack at the nice lips at the other end.
Suddenly the outer door sounds. We rush back into our stalls, and sit down. The inner door opens. A guy comes right over to the stall next to me, enters and sits down. Its quiet again. My neighbor isn't shy, however. He is wearing pale blue Dr's scrubs and they are coming off at a mile a minute. Within 10 seconds, it seems he has stripped. I saw a flash of white in the storm of blue, so the underwear is off too. He is wearing old black chucks.
He peers under and looks at me. Big round head, pale, pale dishwater blond hair, blue eyes. Looks like he probably is a medical student, not a doctor or a male nurse - maybe 26 or 27. This is a stall with no glory holes. So I decide to be bold.
I open my door. He comes over.
When that happens Green Shirt and Pony Tail Boy open doors, with Pony Boy rushing towards Green Shirt's hot slot. They join cock to ass and start fucking again.
What do I get out of this? A nice masculine looking guy. Very solidly muscled, not handsome, but not ugly, just ordinary. Has a six pack, good pecs. However, he seems serious. This is not gonna be slutty sex, this is Dickwerk. He is here to get his rocks off during a stressful shift, I would guess. I am a sex toy. More complicated than a dildo, but I serve the same purpose, I think.
He steps up crisply and places a thumb on my lip. I can see the instructions he read before coming over: "Approach your teenage cocksucker firmly, place your hand masterfully on his lips to indicate that you want him to open his mouth. Thrust with the thumb to open the jaws, then insert cock and fuck vigorously. If your teenage cocksucker begins to gag when you attempt to insert cock A in throat B, look down at him firmly, tilt his head back, and say 'swallow it, cockmouth'". Note: proper head angle may vary with teenage unit.
He doesn't actually say anything, but he does push his thumb between my lips. I am horny, so I open up, and his cock soon follows. He is actually pretty good. Its a nice mouth fucking. His dick is pretty fat, and I do in fact gag when he tries to get it down my throat. But he doesn't say anything. He DOES grasp my head firmly (I think this may be the good results of medical training) and tilts it so I am well placed to swallow him - at least after I slide to my knees on the floor and let him push past my top throat.
Then he does say something.
"lick my balls, dude".
A reasonable request, so I start licking and liking it.
Then he surprises me. I thought I was just going to be a willing mouth with tight lips and sucky cheeks. But he reaches gently under my arms and pulls me up.
He kneels and takes me into his mouth. He is a great cock sucker, and he works with efficient and precise tongue flicks. He is a BMW style dickwerker. Efficient and very good. He wanted throat action, and so do I. So I push hard. He swallows without a sound, and just some nice throat spasms. His throat is hot and accommodating. Lots of people have been here before me, and he is probably naturally talented to boot.
I fuck in and out, and his pale face begins to get a bit red. Then I just wrap my hands behind his head, pull him fast and hard toward me and hold tight. His nose is mashed against my abs, and I am swiveling my hips like a stripper and holding tight. I am all the way down his welcoming, tight, cock-stuffed throat. I wait for a few seconds, then let up. He gasps and slobbers and greedily dives for my cock. He likes what I do, so I repeat. I fuck his mouth hard and deep, hold him tight against me so that he can't breathe easily, and wait till I think he must be faint, then let up. He gasps each time. Finally I can't stand it. I cum in his mouth - hard, hard, hard.
He takes it, and spits it into his hand, then rubs it on his chest and belly.
He stands purposefully. I know what I am expected to do. I do it. I drop to my knees.
Meanwhile, Green Shirt and Pony Boy have fucked each other to completion and are now watching us.
I take the med student's dick into my mouth and he lets me work it. I work slowly and carefully - I can be a BMW dickwerker, too. He is patient. I move my tongue not too fast, not too slow and I suck with my lips and cheeks. Then he pulls it out and puts it right up against my cheek. He lets loose and gives me a good glazing.
I return to my stall, as does he. He gets dressed, as do Green Shirt and Pony Boy, and they leave.
I am torn. I am supposed to meet some guys at 9:00, but I want more sex. I am even hornier than when I arrived. I have had a great cum in Med Student's mouth. But I want to serve it up again a few times. I am that sex needy.
So I wait. And keep waiting. And wait some more. Nothing. Over a 1/2 an hour and nothing. Its 8:45. So horny, frustrated and defeated, I leave.
I meet my friends and we have pizza and laugh around. Its good. We are supposed to go back to the library to study. I promise them I will be there shortly, but I have something to do.
I head for the Student Union as fast as raging hormones and long legs will carry me. Its 11:17 when I get there - and there is NO ONE AT ALL.
I am ready to moan with frustration. I go in and sit down. I wait, and wait. About 15 minutes. Suddenly someone comes in.
He carefully goes to the pisser opposite my stall. He has knee length blue shorts with a stripe down the side, white t-shirt, a heavy hoody, and a big frizz of hair like a brillo pad. Skinny legs. He is pulling pud, though. Good sign. I lick my lips hopefully
He looks over his shoulder. He is a scrawny guy who looks like he has a bird face. I am horny. If he wants me, he is getting me. Even if he is a bit odd looking. Seems nice enough.
He is nervous, but he keeps stroking his stalk and looking over his shoulder. After a minute or so I open my door. He may look like a shy hair wreck, but he is quick.
In a 1/10 of a sec he has crossed to my stall and pushed a long skinny dick into my mouth.
"SUCK IT"
"SUCK IT HARD"
"HARDER"
I am sucking so hard my eyes are crossing. What does this freak want?
He settles down, and begins to make appreciative noises. He grabs my ears and does some rabbit fucking.
Then
"I wanna fuck your ass"
I am now revealed in my complete horniness.
"Okay, but ya gotta suit up"
"Sure, you have some?".
"yeah".
I do. I stand, shuffle around, cuz my pants are around my ankles, and come out. I turn to present my butt. I bend my knees and arch my ass out. He is pretty tall, so I am ready. He, meanwhile has donned the uniform and is dutifully lubing my ass with his tongue.
He stands up and grabs my hips. He pushes forward and I guide him into me. It hurts. A lot. He is long and skinny and goes in deep. He booms right on up my tight butt. I am not proud of my tightness. I would rather have a boy twat for easy entry. But there you have it.
Still, once in, the burning dies down and its good. I am liking this. Then the outer door opens.
I feel him pull out and I get in doors as quickly as I can, given my pants problem.
The new guy is REALLY short, and REALLY handsome in a kind of pretty way. He is probably 5'3" at most. He has a red checked dress shirt, ugly ass brown pants, and nice leather shoes.
He goes the way of Mr. Brillo Hair. He stands in front of my stall, and keeps glancing over his shoulder.
As soon as I can tell he is on our team, I open my door and begin to shuffle out. I am wanting Brillo Hair's fucking.
Brillo Hair waits to come out, though. And Little Check Shirt is as bold as brass. I have a midget and a hair explosion who are after my ass.
Little Check Shirt comes over and grabs my package. He starts fondling me. If I were protesting I would be being molested, but as I am happy about it, its jacking. I am glad to be 19 - we 19ers like to be jacked. He does a good job. He is jacking me vigorously.
Suddenly Brillo Hair is out.
"Ya want him to fuck ya or me?"
I think about this. I feel my balls churning.
"how bout both of you?"
silence
"You can take turns or something".
Brillo Hair says.
"lets go where we won't be disturbed".
We agree on this. I pull up my trousers, and we set off.
We go up several floors and find a room that is a class room, but lockable.
Brillo Hair locks the door and gestures to the teachers desk, which is out of view of the door.
"Go bend over the desk".
"Dude, is this place private?"
"Yeah".
"Then we are all getting naked, or I am not hooking with you".
There is a little round of protest.
I walk up front.
"Make up your mind. I want two naked guys to fuck me."
They come up after me.
"You Start", I say.
Little Check Shirt gets to work. He finishes quickly, and he has a GREAT body. Short, but perfect proportions.
He is gonna get me. I sit in the teachers chair and take off my boots and socks. I slide pants and undies down. Then off with jacket, shirt and undershirt.
I beginning making a little cover on the floor.
Brillo Hair is stripping too.
"Bend over the desk".
I ignore him.
I get down on my back between the desk and the wall, lift and brace my feet against the rim of the desk and the rim of the black board. My legs are now spread in a raised V. I am available to the max.
"boy box ready for boarding, Captain"
I hand Little Check Shirt a condom. He puts it on and lowers his head between my legs. He eats ass vigorously. Sloppy and deep.
Then he pushes into me and I feel his pubes on my cheeks. He is short, but reasonably thick, and this is good. I reach around a grab his ass cheeks and start fucking myself with him. He is good. I have never been fucked by a guy this short before, but its all right, it is. He labors away, clearly trying to make sure I am satisfied. I moan and huff appreciatively. I gurgle with pleasure. This is good. Suddenly his eyes roll back in his head and he shudders and shudders.
He climbs off.
Brillo Hair grabs a condom, pulls it on, and prongs me. He is pretty good too, but painful cuz he is long and skinny.
I look at Little Check Shirt
"Sit on my face, okay?"
He does.
Brillo Hair is moaning and wailing on my ass. He pulls out and says,
"I wanna cum on his face"
Which he does.
I remain on the floor with Little Check Shirt sitting on my tummy. My lets are bent and the knee and my feet flat so Little Check Shirt can lean back without squashing my package.
I smile at him in a friendly fashion.
Brillo Hair gets dressed and rushes out.
I am gonna see if Little Check Shirt wants to maybe be friends - or at least go another round or two.
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Thanks alot for the encouragement for the earlier story. If theres interest, I will try to write some more. Makes it easier to write knowing people like it.
J