Meeting Jacque at university.
Chapter 2: a revealing drink, intimacy and shopping.
The next evening I went to Jacque's room, stripped off and put the jeans, t-shirt and a long sleeved top on. However, I was rock hard again, made even more obvious as I had opted for the cockstrap too. Jacques suddenly was down on his knees in front of me, undoing my jeans. I thought he was just going to adjust the position of my cock or something but he pulled my briefs down too and took as much of my cock into his mouth as he could and started sucking. I was shocked but overcome with extasy and was fast getting near to cumming. As I was about to cum I grabbed his head and tried to warn him but he just sucked harder as I emptied my load down his throat.
Jacque let my cock out of his mouth, smiled up at me and said that he knew I'd like that, then sorry, he could not resist! Clearly, he was not sorry! We laughed and hugged but apart from that I was still speechless. No mopping up to do this time, Jacque had swallowed every drop without dribbling. I pulled up the jeans, adjusted my softer cock, and we got ready to go out. "Impressive size by the way" Jacque said. I guess it is about 8" but not particularly thick. Apparently his was smaller but I'd only seen it bulging in his jeans and it looked big to me, and his balls looked huge. He did admit that he had indeed got big balls.
I am guessing then that you are gay, I said as we walked towards the pub, just trying to make sense of where we were at. Technically bi he said but in practice yes, gay. He asked what I was and I said confused! We laughed and would return to that later. I was quiet so Jacque asked if I was OK. I said I was just getting used to walking down the street feeling naked! He assured me that I was looking great and very respectable and if anyone was looking then it was because they could now appreciate how hansom I was and what a gorgeous body I had! I said that it would be because I was walking next to such a gorgeous hunk. Were we flirting? It was fun anyway. When we reached the pub Jacque ushered me in first and grabbed my butt as I entered – we were flirting and I liked it, but I was slowly getting hard again.
The pub was quiet and we sat beside each other and Jacque was very tactile as we talked, often with his hand on my leg which kept me aroused to some extent most of the time. We started talking about our sexual experience so Jacque had to do most of the talking as I had very little. An occasional snog with a girl and some comparing hardons with a school friend years ago but I still had nice memories of that. So virtually nothing, mostly due to my shyness and very sheltered upbringing. I expected Jacque to be quite experienced but actually he wasn't really. He had been with 3 different boys and 2 girls and one of the girls he had fucked, but he had never fucked a boy. However, he had watched gay porn and he wanted to find someone special because he loved the thought of the intimate feeling of connection it seemed to give. Then he started describing his videos scenario for this and boy he would love to do it with which was getting me really horny. Then I realised he was describing me. I looked straight at him in shock but he was laughing at how long it took me to catch on what he was doing. Nice one Jacques. But then he said that although it was a good wind-up, there was a lot of truth in it too. After an awkward pause and looking straight at him he said that was not a wind up and he really liked me and some day he hoped we might be that intimate. Seeing I was not knowing how to react he said that he was fine being just friends too to reassure me. I said that I definitely wanted him as a friend and definitely liked the idea it might be more because I thought I really liked him too. After that we got onto less intimate subjects and my arousal subsided.
A few days later I was in Jacque's room sitting on the bed with Jacque beside me drinking coffee. Jacque put his hand on my leg again as he often did but this time I reciprocated, putting it between his thighs in fact, and wrapped my arm round his shoulder as we kept chatting. At a pause in conversation I looked into his eyes and desperately wanted to kiss him, so to my surprise and Jacque's also, I did! Then back in for deep, appropriately French kiss, exploring each other with our tongues. Our hands were exploring each other's bodies. Jacque paused, looked at me and checked that I was happy if we continue and see where it goes. I responded by helping take his shirt off and I took mine off, turned him round on the bed and laid on top of him as I continued my passionate kissing then onto his nipples which really sent him wild. I felt his cock through his jeans – it was rock hard. I started undoing his belt and fly then pulled his jeans off and his briefs and kissed and sucked his cock. It was about 6" and probably thicker than mine, but a beautiful shape with a gorgeous helmet that I investigated with my tongue before sucking as much of his cock as I could without choking. I couldn't quite believe what was happening but there was no stopping me. I took my own jeans off while still sucking, then back up on top of Jacques getting our hard cocks rubbing on each other and back to deep kissing. I was thrusting against Jacque and he was responding in near orgasmic state. This pushed me over the edge as I pumped cum between our bodies and Jacque was cumming too which was causing him to jump as it rippled through him. Then we just lay together Hugging in a sticky mess. Eventually Jacque said wow, where did that come from! I said that it was entirely him to blame for being so dam sexy! And I said that next time he could take the lead along the lines he had described in the pub the other day. He looked shocked and asked whether I was saying he could fuck me. I said that I had been thinking about that special connection he described that you get when you are inside someone else and that I could not think of anyone I would like to be inside me more than him. But not right now! We sealed the deal with more deep kissing then went to shower.
Next day when Jacque came to my room I said to close the door and turn around. He looked mystified but did so and a went over and fondled his butt and kissed him on the neck! He laughed, turned around and said he liked this new assertive, sexy me. So did I! Anyway, he thought it was him who was going to be paying special attention to my butt as he grabbed it and had a really good grope which we both enjoyed. Anyway, to town next where Jacque was going to help me choose some jeans that fitted me, which I suggested was his way of saying obscenely tight. He insisted they should be tastefully tight, but probably not for polite company if I had a hardon.
In town we went to one of the big chain shops that had a huge selection of jeans that were not too expensive. I wanted light blue but no rips so we found some nice skinny jeans and some spray-on ones. I selected my size and Jacque took them off me and selected the size smaller and 2 sizes smaller saying that they were stretch and over-sized in this shop. I was dubious. I tried the skinny one size down first and they looked great and felt good too. Jacque came into the changing room and approved but handed me a cockstrap to see how it looked with that on. That got me rock hard but allowing for that it gave an even better profile. Jacque unzipped me, put my cock in his mouth and quickly but expertly brought me to the edge and over, swallowing my load. "Needs must – we need to deal with that to get a proper fitting" he smirked! I then tried the next size down. I could get into them as they stretched so much but they were not as comfortable and even Jacque said that they didn't look right. I then tried the spray on ones. They were similar to the skinny but just tight right to my ankles and hard to get my feet through. Jacque loved them but I said they were just too tight for every day wear but maybe for night out wear in a different colour. Jacques immediately said to wait there and disappeared back into the shop. He reappeared with some very shiny black spray-on jeans that almost looked like leather. These fitted like a second skin, felt good and looked really sexy. For special nights out? Jacque said if I would wear them then he wanted to buy them for me as he thought I looked fantastic in them and he said he would love to be proud of me at any night out looking so gorgeous. I wasn't sure I had the nerve to wear them but how could I say no to Jacque? So he bought them for me and I bought the skinny blue ones. He said that I just didn't realise what my sexy body did to him on the way back to our hall of residence. I looked at his crotch, squeezed his bum and said that I did, I could see the effect!