This story involves sexual activity between two males. If you are under age or do not wish to view such material I highly recommend you leave immediately. This story is completely fictional; therefore any resemblance to everyday life is completely coincidental and unintended. (c)2001. All rights reserved. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
"Working in Studio"
I had a show coming up in three weeks that I had been stressing over for the past 7 months, which is really important in our department, and worth about 2/3 of the final grade... a freaking fashion show is worth a heck of a lot. I rarely saw the light of day for at least 1 month because I was waking up at 6PM and working in my studio until 6 AM for a long time and with daylight savings time that means I was sleeping at sunset and waking up right before sunrise... but enough about that I haven't told you anything about me or Craig yet have I?
My name is Jeffrey and I'm a fashion design student at one of the world's most prestigious art institutions. I'm 5'10" about 155 lbs., and I have a very slim build (I was never one for being very muscular but I do work out a lot - just more cardio than anything else). I have a 6.5" which points upward to the sky every time I start thinking about the hottest guy I've ever known - Craig.
Craig is another student in my class but I could never really figure him out... really hot guy, and when I say really hot I'm not exaggerating. He's a staggering 6'2", has a 29" waist and the matte jersey and tight wool crepe pants that he loves to wear, really didn't hide the fact that he was sporting a heavy piece of meat between his sculpted legs, I estimated there were at least 8" of man meat down there... it took the special moment when all the clothes are off to really allow me to appraise his family jewels and when that time came I was really pleased to discover his jewels were worth more then I thought. But here's how it all happened...
It was about 2:30 AM and there was exactly one week left to show time. The course director (or department chairman) was breathing down our neck and giving us hell. Everyone was really stressed out. It seemed that every 30 minutes someone had to go out and smoke a cigarette (except for Craig & I, we both don't smoke, at least not cigarettes... LOL). That night all the other students left the studio at 1:45 AM complaining of stress and sleep deprivation, with the exception of Craig & I working our asses of literally.
I was in the middle of seaming a garment when I started to hear light groaning noises coming from one of the back rooms. There was some loud music in the studio but I certainly wasn't deaf or imaging the sounds coming from the fitting room. I put down the lining I was working on and slowly walked over to the fitting room. By the time I got to the fitting room I could hear the sound of someone jacking off their cock really fast and the groaning just got louder and louder... The door was slightly ajar so I peeked in to find Craig beating his 9" monster in the glass mirror. His shirt was open and his pants were at his knees giving me a full frontal view of this Adonis that has been a member of my class for the past 2 years that was always sitting off in a corner in silence planning or creating the most tailored confections the world has ever known.
"You can come in if you like," Craig said as he glanced over towards the door. By that time I was so stiff I thought I was going to die. I moved in closer and was about 2 ft. away from him when he grabbed me and began to unbutton my shirt. He had his tongue down my throat so fast my head was spinning. There was this beautiful god in front of me and there we were swapping spit and dancing with our tongues in each other's mouths.
We both lost our clothes within 2 minutes and then within seconds Craig is between my legs sucking on my cock like a Hoover. I was completely blown away (no pun intended). He turned me over and slid his tongue into my crack and sweat was pouring from all of my pores. His tongue felt so good up my ass, he worked it like a pro. Then his beautifully manicured fingers began invading my ass and I began to groan so loud that I could swear we were going to get caught by a security guard or something but the building was completely void of anyone except for the two of us.
I just couldn't get a hold of his cock... My hands were around it, jacking it slowly while he tongue and finger fucked me (I'm really flexible so I was able to lean over and reach his special organ with ease while my knees were up on a desk in the room and the world's most scorching hot tongue was invading manhole).
Craig's fingers were eventually replaced by his swollen cock, which made me moan as the hot wet cockhead slipped passed my sphincter muscle. My body was on fire as 2, 3, 5 inches of cock found it's way into my ass. By the time he entered me completely I thought I was going to explode and cream my stomach (I was lying on my back with Craig above me). He leaned over and we locked lips again as he banged me into my next life. As his cock plunged into my hot, tight, muscular ass, his sweat dripped onto my body. There we were sweating and panting as if the world were coming to an end, as if the building was on fire... but it wasn't the fire was between the two of us. I had never felt so fulfilled in my entire life. After a good 20 minutes of hardcore fucking with his cock touching parts of my insides that have never been caressed before... he began to moan, "I think I'm going to blow". He was prepared to pull out of me, but I wasn't going to allow it. I pulled him down into me with both of my legs and pulled his head down towards my lips for another kiss and I felt his cock expand and cream my insides. His meat fired 8 times before it was all over and my organ fired 5 shots leaving a pool of hot man juice between the two of us.
"Umm Craig, I wish I knew 2 years ago sex with you would be this good, I would have started earlier..." I mumbled as he tongued my ass searching for the nectar he deposited there just seconds ago. "I know" Craig said although it took me a few seconds to decipher what he said partly because he was talking as he was eating my ass and because of the way he was making me feel as he was doing it. And that certainly was the last time we "got our groove on" in the apparel studio... no we had many other explorations of each other after that, getting better and better each time.
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