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It Started in a Practice Room
Jason walked into his class, unaware that Ian had been sitting waiting and watching for his beautiful frame to enter the doorway. Ian noted how great Jason's sense of style was, wearing his faded ripped jeans, flip-flops, and faded tee-shirt that clung tight to his slightly muscular body. Ian watched his arm muscles contract and move and he put down his bag next to his seat, and then watched even more closely to his perfect heavenly ass as he sat down two seats ahead of him.
Ian had been in love with Jason for a while but severely lacked the courage to tell him, but that never stopped him from staring at him whenever he came into class, or visiting him while he played guitar. Those were his favorite days, when he could find Jason plucking away in a practice room in the music building, and feign a little more interest in classical guitar than he really had; but it always gave him a chance to stare at Jason, completely absorbed in his music, and in truth it really was ever so slightly romantic, all that classical guitar music.
After a long and boring class Jason ran out of the room, Ian close behind. Ian pretended to involve himself in conversation with some friends, leaving Jason enough time to set himself up in a practice room and warm up. Eventually Ian pretended to peak into each practice room in an attempt to make it look like he hadn't planned on going to visit Jason.
"Hey Jason!" He said excitedly as he opened the door to Jason's practice room without even knocking.
"Oh, hey man, what's up?" Jason replied, completely unfazed by the intrusion on his practice time.
"Not much, just, you know, seeing who's out practicing. Nobody really down here today...What are you working on?"
"Oh just some new pieces I just got, nothing really too amazing."
"Well let me hear one"
"Why do you always insist on hearing my stuff before its ready for performance?"
Ian's stomach sank. Was Jason on to him, had Jason realized all the time he spent staring at him? Had he realized that nine times out of ten Ian would visit him in the practice rooms, and insist on hearing something? Ian didn't know what to say, he froze completely.
"Hello? Ian? You want to come back down to earth?" Jason mocked
"Oh sorry man" Ian replied "I don't know, I just like hearing you play."
"Alright..." said a slightly confused Ian
Jason started plucking away at his guitar, and in fact it did prove to calm Ian's nerves; he entered an almost trance-like state. He gazed longingly at Jason completely absent mindedly, but even though he didn't realize how strong his stare was it did not go unnoticed by Jason.
Without saying a word Jason stopped playing and put down his guitar.
"Why did you stop pla..." Ian started to say but was cut off by Jason leaning into him with a passionate kiss. Jason pulled Ian into him, and gently kissed him, then suddenly pulled away.
"Sorry" said Jason turning completely red. He turned away quickly and started packing up his guitar.
"About what" said Ian "That's what I've been hoping for every single time I've come down here to hear you practice."
"Really" said Jason, a smile filling the space previously occupied by the red in his cheeks. Secretly he had been hoping for this to happen every time Ian had visited him too.
"There's people coming" said Ian hearing the door to the hallway open and close, "but my roommate has a class right now if you want to go back to my room.
"Okay," said Jason hesitantly "but this is really new to me, I've never been with another guy before"
"Don't worry, we'll take it slow" assured Ian. No sooner had Ian flicked the lock on his dorm room door, than Jason was all over him, pushing him harshly up against the wall, tearing at his clothes.
"Take it slow" chuckled Ian jokingly, arching his back and brining his shoulder blades together, his skin stretching and bulking like a piece of fine silk. He undid the button on the top of Jason's pants, and slid his hands down the back, feeling the amazing shape of his cheeks through the smooth fabric of his boxer-briefs. Jason took this cue and started to undo Ian's pants, also sliding his hands down, but he quickly moved to the front and started to gently massage Ian swelling penis through his underwear.
Ian let out a low moan, and Jason pulled away slightly, but realizing it was a good thing he quickly pulled back in, closer this time, pressing his body against Ian's and doubling his efforts at working on Ian's now fully hard cock.
Ian, his tool now standing at full mast, slowly pushed Jason off of him and took him by the hand, throwing him down on his bed. Ian proceeded to unsheathe his manhood, and grabbed it with one hand, the other hand stabilizing himself on Jason's leg, as he dropped down to his knees in front of his long time fantasy boy.
"To fast?" said Ian with a coy look on his face.
Jason clearly did not think it was going to fast as he placed a hand on the back of Ian's head, guiding his head down to the deep purple underwear, more specifically the bulge in his deep purple underwear. As Ian's face neared the beautiful bulge, he got a good dose of Jason's manly odor and his began to swim with the ideas of getting to suck his beautiful dick.
Finally Ian's face made contact; the softness of the fabric against Jason's hard pelvis felt amazing as Ian groped with his mouth, feeling around for Jason's rod. He rubbed his lips against the outline, and flicked his tongue around Jason's balls, prompting Jason to take a turn to moan.
"Nobodies ever done that before" gasped Jason, and Ian looked up at him with a smirk.
"Well get ready for the grand finale" he said enticingly, pulling Jason's underwear off in a hard jerking motion. Jason's erection immediately sprang to attention, and as soon as he took a quick glimpse he engulfed the entire thing to the hilt. He worked slowly up and down the huge dick, swallowing it completely one moment then massaging the head between his lips and tongue the next.
He took a break a few minutes in to pay attention to Jason's balls, he had always had a thing for balls, and Jason's were amazing. Two orbs, perfectly the same size, about the size of golf balls, hanging low in a magnificent hairy sack. Ian played with them in his mouth, making sure to pay attention to every last inch of them, then he pulled them out and kissed them both tenderly and began to flick his tongue back and forth across them.
All the while Jason sat on the bed his head thrown back in pleasure, rubbing his tight body all over, sweat beginning to form around the center of his chest. Soon he began to writhe in pleasure, and Ian moved his attention back to his cock, getting ready for the massive eruption that would ensue.
"Oh man, its about to blow" moaned Jason, and Ian took the cue to pull his member from his mouth, allowing volley after volley of thick, salty cum to land on his face and in his open mouth.
"Wow" said Jason, still out of breath, looking down at Ian, who had already taken his softening tool back into his mouth. After another minute of Ian making sure he had completely drained Jason of all of his essence, he stood up and simply said, "Well, I think a shower is definitely in order."
"Okay..." said Jason looking slightly disappointed that they should part now as Ian wiped off his face, and grabbed his towel.
"Want to conserve water?" Said Ian with a wink, as he grabbed Jason's hand and led him out of the room towards the showers.
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