The usual disclaimers apply.
I was a student rep for my student union a couple of years ago at college, and was sent to a conference with eight other reps.
Since there were four girls and five boys, I ended up being the one assigned to a room with a stranger.
He was called Chris, and he was the hottest thing I had ever seen.
We spent the first hour until the evening meal just chatting and settling in.
He told me about his girlfriend, Victoria, and how she was in the next room, but they weren't allowed to share due to conference rules.
My hopes were dashed, and I tried not to let it get to me.
Anyway, we went for the meal, and he joined our table with his girlfriend. We got on quite well, and we had a great time.
A bunch of the reps from my college decided to go clubbing in town, and I wanted to stay behind. Victoria went with our lot, and Chris and me stayed behind at the bar.
We got absolutely hammered, and ended up having to help each other to our room. As we got there, Chris decided he would take a bath.
Just as he got in I needed to be sick and had to rush into the room.
I got the greatest view of his ass and his long 5" soft cock and smooth shaved balls.
I managed not to throw up and just sat chatting to him whilst he was having his bath. Then he asked if I would scrub his back.
I went over, and was having difficulty hiding my hard on.
Anyway, he got out, and dried himself in front of me, talking all the while as if we had known each other for ages.
"Oh," He said, "I sleep naked, is that okay?"
"Fine with me," I replied, "I do too." And I started to strip off.
I am not what I would consider good looking, but others say I am. I am about 5' 10" tall, about 140 lbs. and have a nice six pack with a thin wisp of hair leading down to my neatly trimmed and well-kept pubes.
As we lay on the beds, naked, he told me that he was really horny, and wished Victoria was there to sort it out.
As a joke, I said, "Well, you know, I could help out if you needed me to."
And he took me up on it.
So I moved over to his bed and began slowly playing with his shaven balls, and stroking his cock gently.
It hardened in my hand, and grew to a massive 9". I couldn't believe it.
Precum was literally oozing out, in gallons by the looks of it, and I couldn't wait to taste it.
I dropped to my knees, and began sucking for my life. I had a great rhythm worked up, as I stroked his cock, licked his shaft and played with the end, and tugged his balls.
He was squirming with pleasure on the bed, thrashing all over, begging me to both stop and carry on.
Then he panted to me "Stick a finger up my ass, please!" He was begging, and what could I do but oblige?
I slipped a finger up his ass as I continued bathing his cock with my tongue, and tugging on his balls.
I kept on massaging his prostate, as I slipped another finger up there and then a third.
He was gasping and writhing, and began to get close to shooting.
He asked me to stop, and to fuck his ass.
Being the young, carefree guy that I was (and still am) I didn't hesitate.
I pulled out a condom, and slipped it over my now rock hard 7 1/2" cylinder, and pressed it against his wet and worked hole.
It slipped straight in, with the added lube of his precum (which was still flowing).
I got up a steady rhythm, and began pounding away.
We seemed to be like this for hours, but it was only twenty minutes before he told me he was getting ready to cum, and he wanted us to sixty nine as we both came together.
I can stop myself from cumming, and decided that my balls were aching enough, so I pulled out, slipped of the condom, and flipped over to allow us to suck each other's cocks.
We began sucking, and I played with his ass as he tugged on my balls, and we both shot together.
It was one hell of a load from him, but it was no match for mine (I hadn't had any for about three weeks).
I shot spurt after spurt into his mouth and he into mine.
Without a word, we both drew to each other's faces, and began a passionate kiss, swapping what was left of our cum.
We fell asleep like that, wrapped in a loving embrace, and woke up the next morning to a knock on our door.
I quickly hopped into my bed, and messed it up before I went to answer the door.
It was Victoria, asking if we had fun last night, as it certainly sounded like we did.
It turned out she wasn't allowed in without ID, so she came back, and heard the whole thing!
Any comment or questions email me at vinush@yahoo.com