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After fucking my buddy Derek's new boy, I was dreaming about young, tight, twink ass for the next couple of weeks. I would get random boners in the middle of the day, just thinking about the smell, taste, and feel of the kid's hole.
This was my first experience with another guy (beyond just circle jerks in high school) and so I was a bit embarrassed to still be so turned on by it. Part of me tried to rationalize it. Like, he wasn't really a dude, he was more like a gay, femme, little bottom. Does that really count as having sex with a guy?
I started noticing some of the other guys on campus, though. Ones that looked like him, had the same build. And the bubble butts, those were the worst. Something I had never really paid attention to in the past, I'm now scoping out guys' asses everywhere I go. And going to a big school, we had plenty of hot little boys running around campus with their asses showing off.
Then one day I was in the library, just finishing up a paper that was due the next morning. It was a Sunday night, so things were pretty quiet. I had secured a desk in the back and only had a couple of people walking through.
Then I looked down one of the stacks of books and recognized him immediately. There he was standing all alone, looking for a book on the shelves, with his bubble butt bulging out of those mesh shorts he was wearing.
Fuck, I wanted to bite down on it right here and now!
I tried to play it cool, not wanting to be obvious that I was staring. Of course, I was really wondering if his hole was as wet and fragrant as it was the last time I saw him. Or does he only get that way when he is horny and ready to be fucked?
When I looked up again, he was gone. Fuck, where did he go? I can't miss the chance to connect with this kid again and at the very least get his number.
I look around, up and down all of the aisles and he is nowhere to be seen. Then my ears here the sound of a book dropped on the floor. I turned around and there he is, back by the bathrooms. He picks up the book, glances in my direction, and walks into the bathroom.
My dick immediately gets hard. The thought of this boy, all alone in the upstairs bathroom, is an opportunity I can't miss.
Usually I would be worried about the boner I am showing off in my shorts, but no one was around. And besides, I needed to get into that bathroom and get ahold of this kid. I had never been so horny before. Would I have ever done this for a girl?
I slowly walked through the stacks and quietly opened the door. There was no one around as I checked around the room right before I entered.
When I got inside, though, the kid was nowhere to be found. Did he already leave? That was so quick, he couldn't be done already?
I walked toward the stalls and that's when it hit me: the smell of his wet, horny, fuckable boy-pussy. I will never forget that scent as long as I live. It makes my mouth water and my dick throb.
I notice that the stall all the way in the back has it's door just slightly ajar. I walk toward it and hear the softest cough. It's him.
I open the door and see this boy leaning over onto the sink with his shorts pulled down and ass exposed, staring me right in the face. This little slut saw me and lured me into the bathroom! He knew I couldn't resist his ass and I fell right into his trap.
I immediately close and lock the stall door. As I walk toward him, my hard dick ready to pop out of my shorts, I hear him say, "I was wondering when I'd see you again." I see him smile at me in the mirror and then wiggle his ass, like a mating call.
I drop to my knees and turn my baseball cap backwards. The smell of his sweet hole is even stronger in the stall and I kneel and take a big sniff. Fuck, I needed this. My poor dick is ready to burst from just a sniff of this boy's ass.
He is a little bit sweaty, which I guess I like, because I sniffed his ass for a good 20 seconds, up and down before finally tasting the sweet and salty goodness of his hole. It was just like I remembered that night at Derek's. I ran my tongue up and down his crack, tasting every last inch of his smooth, tan, twink pussy.
I bit his cheeks and heard him softly yelp as I did. I wanted to eat this boy for supper and taste every bit of him.
As I licked his ass, I could feel his hand on the back of my head, forcing my tongue deeper inside of him. I only got to eat his ass for a little bit when I was at Derek's so when I felt his ass lips open up and my tongue got deep inside of him, this was a whole new experience for me.
I had never tasted the inside of a boy pussy before, and I was addicted. I got my tongue in as deep as possible and I could feel his pussy lips loosening so my tongue could enter.
After eating his ass for a few minutes (and still no one else entering the bathroom) I had to get my dick inside of him. I already had my shorts part way down and was stroking my aching dick. So when I stood up, my cock was ready to enter this kid's horny ass.
I put the head of my cock right at the entrance of his ass. I could feel the heat of his hole and cheeks covering the head of my dick and I started to throb, leaking precum into his ass crack.
Now, I know this kid was horny, but I am a big guy, if you know what I mean. Whenever I fuck a girl I always have to prepare her with a good amount of pussy eating and then a slow, soft entrance inside.
But this kid didn't need any of that. He arched his back so beautifully and pushed back onto my cock, taking every last inch of me inside with one thrust. I watched as his tight lower back muscles clenched as I hook took my cock inside and heard the slightest gasp of pleasure out of his mouth.
It was so fucking hot watching his face in the mirror. I could see his eyes close and mouth open, in an expression of both pain and pure pleasure. I also felt my cock bottom out inside of him, as his plump, toned ass cheeks smacked against my crotch.
"Oh fuck yes," he whispered as he started moving his body back and forth on my cock, using the sink to steady himself. He had no problem with my big dick and I could feel the sensation of his pussy walls against my rigid cock.
The last time I fucked him, I did the fucking. But this time was different. He was even more feral and needed a cock inside of him like crazy. He was pounding his ass against me, making enough noise that I wouldn't be surprised people could hear us outside of the bathroom doors.
I didn't care, though. And he clearly didn't either. I needed to breed this boy again. I needed to feel his ass grasp on to my dick as I blew inside of him. I needed to look at his face as I planted shots of cum deep inside of his boy pussy.
"Please, I need it," I heard him whisper as he looked at me in the mirror with a sense of longing and hunger. I wasn't about to let him ride me to completion. I needed to take over.
I grabbed his hips with my hands and started thrusting my cock deep inside of him. He continued to steady himself on the sink as I pounded hard, feeling his ass slap against my thighs and crotch, and the full length and girth of my cock filling his insides.
I felt his whole body shake as he gave a high-pitched squeal. Was he having an orgasm? Was that possible through anal sex?
Whatever it was, it sent me over the edge. I gave three big thrusts deep inside his pussy that caused to squeal and shake again. I felt my balls contract upward and my cock buck forward as I blew one of the biggest loads of my life inside this little freshman.
I watched as a huge smile covered his face as I buried my load deep into his guts. I pumped my hips a few more times and then he started to slowly milk my cock with his ass.
He rode me for a few more strokes of his cum filled hole, still with a big smile on his face. Not a drop was wasted. He took every last bit of my load into his ass.
As I removed my cock from his ass, wet with cum and his pussy juice. He turned to me and smiled and then planted a big kiss on my mouth, which surprised the hell out of me.
"Thank you, papi," he said, with his Colombian accent. "I needed you so badly. I have been dreaming about you for weeks."
He kissed me again, pulled up his shorts and left in the stall, with my cum covered cock still hard.