He had arrived at my office on time for our mid-term meeting. He seemed at ease and casual: at home with his body and his sexuality. He stretched back in his chair to expose his smooth, hairless "outie" bellybutton. I reached down and ran my hand over the muscle bumps covered with baby fine skin. He shivered "Oh, professor don't do that. It feels so good." I slowly stroked his torso up and down then under his sweatshirt to his pointy nipples. He was beginning to breath heavier and I continued, pulling up his shirt to expose his pink rosebuds. I pinched and pulled then reached down with my tongue and made them wet and dry with my mouth a few times. He gasped and his hand ran up my leg toward my balls and he felt my extended penis. I thrust my hand down his baggy denim pants; he sucked in his stomach to allow me more room. His cock was hot and moist and straining at the material. It fit from the tip of my finger to inches past my wrist. I reached down to his smooth sweaty balls, then dived under to finger his hole. He lifted himself so I could gain access. I withdrew and made him stand up. I sat down in front of him so that the tent in his pants was at my mouth level. Undoing his belt, I pulled down his long zipper and slid the yards of fabric ,with his boxers, to the floor. His cock sprang up and slapped me on the chin. I opened my mouth and held the glans in my lips, letting the pink head and white shaft slide slowly, ever so slowly, across my tongue and lodge in my soft palette. My hands were free to roam over his body. It was his flawless ,creamy skin that first attracted me to him, and I allowed my fingers an orgy of touch: his shoulders and firm pecs, his tight red nips, his smooth washboard abs, and soft, golden ringlets of pubes ,each sent shivers through my nerve endings and right to my cock which was now pointing and salivating like a hungry dog. His dick was being massaged slowly by my throat muscles, his eyes were shut, head thrown back, and his mouth was open. He was in a heaven of ecstatic sensations but I wanted take him further. I brought both hands down his back to his butt, which felt like a ripe peach ,and gently pried his lobes apart to tickle the delicate darker flesh inside. He adjusted his legs and bent slightly at the knees as I licked a finger and rimmed his hole with it. Now I had one finger strumming his ass, one hand pinching and pulling at his tits, and his cock buried deep in my throat. His legs bent some more and he was sitting on my finger and moving up and down like riding a horse. Little grunts and moans were coming from somewhere deep inside him. His cock was getting steely hard . I slipped another finger into his hot sex hole and sped up my mouth rhythm. "Ungh, ungh,ungh!!" He kept making these sounds of pleasure. I was glad he wasn't a "yeller" or we could have gotten in trouble. My office was only separated from the next by wallboard. I slammed my fingers in and out as he fucked himself on three of them, and I felt his 7 inches expand even further in my mouth . At last, a gush of sweet juice and five rounds of jizz hit my throat halfway down my esophagus. His golden curls were plowing into my face and I could feel the sweat from his stomach on my nose and lips. I sensed his heart beat in his cock as it pulsed inside me and it seemed to match my own. Fingers withdrawn from his ass, he stood up and his dick slid from my lips with a sticky pop. He looked tired, relieved and grateful, and bent down to give me a kiss. I rose to him and our lips met in warm embrace, swapping tongues for a long time. I couldn't believe my luck having this beautiful boy in my class for the rest of the semester.