Zane and Alex
Fiction by Greg Stevens
This is a work of fiction. All names and places are fictitious.
Zane and Alex-- Chapter 8
It felt good having Zane's body against mine. I relaxed a bit more into him and breathed in his scent. It filled my nose and I started to get aroused by it and everything that was happening. Unfortunately, both of us needed to get out of the house and go to classes.
"I have to go to class" I said softly not really wanting to untangle from Zane. "Yeah me too" Zane replied sounding disappointed but resolving to the fact that he did as well. "Thanks Zane" I said as we separated. Zane looked at me and a smile crossed his face. I headed for the door and I turned as I was leaving to take another look at him. "Later Alex" he called back with a wink and a wave.
As I walked to class, I felt something I couldn't explain. I felt a charge, an excitement come over me. Something like an adrenaline rush. As I continued my walk I started to flash on thoughts of Zane, of the blow job he gave me, the shower and even when he mounted my cock and I fucked him. All the things that a week ago would have never even crossed my mind were now exciting me.
By the time I got to the building my class was in my dick was rock hard in my jeans. I looked down to see a wet spot forming where the tip of my hard cock was trailing down my pant leg. I decided to take care of it, and I ducked into the men's room and took a stall.
I hooked my backpack onto the door and lowered my pants. My hard dick sprang forward and a thin string of precum trailed from my dick as the material peeled away. I ran the palm of my hand over the wet, clear, slick fluid and down over my cock. My hand was cold from the outside temps, but it felt good on the hard head of my cock.
I closed my eyes and started to enjoy the feeling. I was lost in how my dick felt in my hand; how hard it was. "What the" I heard the voice and I looked up startled to see the stall door open and a man standing in from of me. "Sorry, I'm sorry" he said closing the door. "Fuck" I thought to myself. Just what I need is someone catching me jerking off in the men's room. In the excitement I lost my erection and I hurriedly stuffed my dick back into my pants.
I sat there for a moment waiting for the guy to leave. I only briefly saw him but from what I recalled he was older probably in his 30s. He was wearing a dark colored sweater and he had a full reddish colored beard. Once I was sure I didn't hear any movement in the bathroom, I decided to leave the stall and head to class.
The feeling of embarrassment faded as I reassured myself that on a campus this size, our paths would most likely never cross again. That became a false assumption quickly as I was heading into class the bearded guy was standing near the entrance. "Good morning" he said with a smile as we filtered into the classroom. Did he recognize me? Did he even remember seeing me? I took my regular seat in the lecture hall and just tried to forget everything that happened. "So, what if I was jerking off, guys JO all the time". I rationalized to myself as the class started.
"Class we are fortunate to have a guest speaker today; please help me welcome Dr. Seth Carlson. Dr. Carlson wrote one of the study guides that we have been using for class this semester." A feeling of panic cam over me as the Professor made the introduction turning the class over to Dr. Carlson.
I tried to focus on his lecture, but I could not help but evaluate Dr. Carlson. He seemed very young and, I would have placed him at about 30 maybe. I also had an opportunity to observe him; he was wearing the dark V-neck sweater as I recalled from the flash in the bathroom. He had a dark plaid shirt under it, and he wore rust colored corduroys that seemed painted onto his muscular legs.
Dr. Carlson moved around the stage with a gracefulness and ease as he discussed his 10 steps to something or other that I couldn't really follow as I watched him. I felt bad not paying attention but there was something sexy about him and my dick was once again stirring in my pants and adding to the wet spot.
When class was finally over, I tried to hang back and allow everyone to leave before me so that I could hide my wet spot which had grown even larger as I watched Dr. Carlson move back and forth. Finally, it was my chance to head for the door. I held my backpack in front of me as I tried to move as quickly as possible. Just as I got to the door, someone was coming in and I jammed my backpack into their mid-section. I looked up to apologize and there was Dr. Carlson.
My face flushed red and I could feel the heat rising. "Um, sorry" I said trying not to make eye contact. "We seem to be bumping into each other a lot this morning" he replied with a chuckle. His eyes looked up and down my body. "Did you manage to finish your project?" he asked. I did not know what project he was talking about. "Your project in the bathroom" he added softly with a grin.
I looked at him for a moment feeling like I was in a weird dream. "I can help you with that if you'd like?" he asked. Again, I just sort of looked at him trying to make sense of it. When I did not answer he led me out of the classroom and into the Professor's office and locked the door behind him. "Your Professor was kind enough to give me his office for the day, so we won't be disturbed." He said as he approached me.
I did not move, I felt like a statue as I just watched everything unfold in front of me. Dr. Carlson moved towards me and placed his hand on the wet spot in my jeans with one hand and took my backpack dropping it to the floor with the other. The Dr.'s hand started to trace the outline of my semi hard dick over my pants running the fingers through the wet spot.
"That's really nice" he said staring down as his hand moved across my body. My dick started to get hard as his fingers played with the mound. "A nice wet spot too" he said in a husky voice. Then with both hands he reached for my belt and opened it, then he worked on the button and zipper, and pushed my pants down below my ass. My hard dick pushed against the cotton material fighting to bet out.
Dr. Carlson slid his hand slowly down my body and into the elastic waist band till his fingers touched my dick. He moved his hand inside and wrapped it around the base of my hard cock. "Oh yeah" he said giving it a gentle squeeze. With the other hand he lowered my underwear freeing my dick.
"Fuck it is even better close up" he said running both hands over it. Dr. Carlson squeezed my dick running it up the shaft with one hand releasing some precum. He dipped his index and middle finger into the precum then brought it to his lips to lick off. My eyes following his fingers from the tip of my dick up to his mouth.
My mouth opened a bit silently as I watched him put on a show. Dr. Carlson moved in closer to me, slowly and he then moved his bearded face to my neck and placed his warm lips on me. As he got closer my dick brushed against the corduroy material of his pants. Dr. Carlson continued kissing my neck as his hand went to work stroking my dick. "Isn't this much better than jerking off in a bathroom?" He asked. I could not answer, I just focused on how his lips felt on my neck. How the bristles of his beard tickled but felt good and how his hand manipulated my hard cock.
Dr. Carlson pulled me even closer to himself crushing my dick against his pants. I could feel his dick hard through the material. His free hand trailed down my back and cupped my ass sending a shiver through my body.
I wrapped my arms around him and just held on as he continued to manipulate my cock. My hands reached for his ass just as he had done to mine. The mounds were muscular, thick and firm. I made a mental note that as nice as it was, Zane's felt better as I recalled.
Dr. Carlson moved his lips from my neck and started to work across my cheek until they met my lips. At first, I opened my mouth as his warm tongue entered, but then something came over me and I pulled away. This did not deter the Dr., He released my body and, in a flash, sank to his knees. Holding the base of my cock in his hand and tilting it downward towards his mouth. Then he looked up at me with a sexy grin almost asking if it were ok to suck my dick.
I just watched as he started to inhale my cock, driving it slowly but steadily into his mouth. Then I could feel the bristles of his beard on my balls. The Dr. did not wait for anything he just started sucking my dick driving his head back and forth on the shaft. I rested my hands on his shoulders to steady myself.
"Fuck my face" he said quickly releasing my dick from his mouth, then took it back into his mouth. I wasn't sure what he meant, and I just sort of stood there. Then the Dr. placed his hands on my hips and started thrusting me back and forth into his mouth demonstrating what he wanted.
I started to do as he asked and slide my dick in and out of his mouth making a fucking motion with my hips. The more I thrusted into him the more he liked it. Soon I was fucking his face with all intentions. I wanted to drive my dick into him. I wanted to fuck his mouth and I wanted to release my pent up load. I had slipped beyond the point of stopping.
"Oh yeah, fuck" I heard myself say softly as I continued fucking his mouth. The Dr. just moaned and took whatever I gave him. "Oh yeah I am so close" I moaned not wanting it to stop but knowing I could not hold off much longer. My cock started to swell, and I could feel my orgasm getting really close.
"I need to cum" I said waiting for him to pull his mouth off, but he didn't. I couldn't hold back any longer and with one last thrust my cock started to unload deep into the back his mouth. The Dr. took every blast of my cock never stopping to remove his mouth. He just kept swallowing it.
Cum finally stopped flowing from my dick. The Dr. let my semi hard cock slip from his mouth and as it did the head trailed over his bearded chin leaving a trail of cum. I looked down at him with the white creamy cum on his reddish-brown beard. Without thinking I bent forward and placed my lips on his beard and sucked my cum off him. Then moved my lips to his and we kissed for a brief moment.
I straightened up and the feelings of guilt and regret came over me as I assessed the situation with a clearer mind. I quickly pulled up my underwear stuffed my cock in then pulled up my jeans and tried to adjust myself. With a quick movement I picked up my backpack and headed for the door.
"I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did" I heard Dr. Carlson say as I left the office to head to class.
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