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Dorm Encounter 16 of 23: Candlelight
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Dorm Encounters XVI: Candlelight
Marty was one of my residents a couple of years ago. He was
a music major, and took great pride in sharing all kinds of music
with anyone who would listen. He found a willing listener in me
and we spent many enjoyable evenings attending concerts on campus
and listening to tapes on my stereo as we shared a bottle of
wine. We had fooled around in the past, but nothing really
significant had ever happened. I think we both knew the other
was gay, and I think we both knew what we wanted to happen-- we
just had never tried anything that significant.
One particular night, Marty invited me to a Dvorak concert
in the Fine Arts Building. We both enjoyed the deep music
immensely and returned from the concert in good spirits despite
having both had really long days.
We returned to my room and I lit a candle while Marty sat on
the bed. I took my coat off. Deciding to get more comfortable, I
removed my shirt and threw it on the desk and kicked off my
shoes. I stood in front of Marty, who had, by now, stretched out
on the bed.
Marty looked up at me and said, "Candlelight and music and
you! Perfection. Andrew, I want you to fuck me-- here and now!"
"With pleasure," I said. This was too easy, I thought.
Marty got up to take off his shoes and open his Levi's. I
helped him slip the pants off his body. Next his white shorts,
socks and his sweatshirt. Marty stood there completely naked,
his penis swelling between his spread legs. He laid back down on
the bed.
I opened my pants and took out my cock, holding it in my
hand. "What do you want me to do with this, baby?"
"Fuck me, Andrew. Fuck me hard!" He reached up and put his
hand around my throbbing cock.
"You ever been fucked before?" I asked.
"No. Maybe a carrot now and then. Sometimes, my finger,
and once... a Polish sausage," he laughed. I too, laughed out
loud. The thought of screwing a virgin delighted me. In fact,
it made Marty all the more desirable.
I went to the cabinet and came out with a tube of KY. I
dropped my pants and shorts and left them lying in a heap. Marty
sat on the bed and wrapped his arms around my waist, stroking my
ass and legs, while my cock met his mouth and entered.
He sucked hard on my penis, kissing the tip of it, down the
shaft to the balls below, over them, around them, in the thick
hair surrounding the base of my organ, down lower beneath my
balls. I raised one foot to the bed and Marty's tongue went
further under and finally, licked the crack of my ass. My cock
grew larger and almost reached the bursting point.
"How shall we do it?" I asked him as I applied KY to my
iron-hard erection.
"I want to see it," Marty said.
"OK, listen, you lie on your back. Now get that pillow and
put it under your ass... and lift your legs into the air. Yes,
that's it! Hold them back like that."
Marty did as I asked, spreading his ass and cock and balls
before me as I was on my knees in front of the boy. Marty could
easily see my penis as I rubbed more lubricant on it. As My
slick finger touched his ass, sensations of pleasure visibly ran
through him. Now my organ and Marty's cock were thoroughly
lubricated, and ready for the moment.
"OK, baby, now relax and just let it happen. Just let it
happen, baby." I said. I put the tip of my cock to the boy's
opening and pressed gently. Marty moaned as the first inch
entered his body. And he watched closely, seeing and feeling at
the same time.
"Easy, now easy, baby. It'll be good...." I whispered,
lovingly. "You feel it? You like it, baby? Here's some more."
I pushed a few more inches in and Marty's eyes began to
swell up with tears. I could tell that it was the most marvelous
mixture of agony and ecstasy that he had ever felt. My cock was
so big and so long, and his expression said that he wondered if
it would ever get all the way in.
I gave another push and Marty let his feet rest on my
shoulders, and his arms stroked my back. Then, the entire length
of my cock was in his body. My balls and his ass were touching.
"OK, baby, are you all right?" I asked.
"Oh, it's beautiful!" Marty groaned and I bent forward and
kissed him on the mouth. We kissed for several deliciously long
moments, enjoying the feeling of the physical and emotion bond we
were sharing.
I pulled my cock out a few inches and pushed back in, then
out again, and back in again, each time my balls smashed against
Marty's ass and each time we both felt another spasm of pleasure.
Marty let his hand slip down to my cock that was moving in
and out of him. He touched it, held it, felt it rising and
falling-- felt the opening to his body, felt the huge cock
ramming his ass. He was, from his facial expression, lost
totally in his lustful reverie.
I kept pumping, slowly at first and then building speed, my
balls still smashing against his ass as my cock moved in and out
of his tight steaming hole. I threw my whole being into the
masterful fuck I had started here, and gave him every ounce of my
cocentration as I tried to make this the most meaningful sexual
experience of his life.
I withdrew my cock, eliciting small whimpers from him. I
flipped him over and rammed into him again, this time doggy-
style. I rode him like a horse and slapped his buttcheeks
slightly as I rode his sweet little tight ass. He moaned in
ecstasy as I plunged deep into him, and I grabbed his hair,
pulling his head back, and rammed my tongue down his throat as I
continued to ravage his ass. We kissed like demons possessed,
panting and gasping as we did so, my cock still plunging in and
out of him.
I withdrew again and got down off the bed. "Come here,
Marty. I want to try something," I said. I met him in the
middle of the room and told him to wrap my arms around my neck.
Then I told him to sit down on the desk as we backed up to it.
From this angle, I was able to bend him back enough to drive my
pulsing member back into his tight little hole. I moved him back
and forth a few times on my cock, and he slid easily on the
formica. I wrapped my arms around his middle and backed back to
the middle of the room, Marty clinging to my neck and my cock
still up his chute.
He caught on quickly and began bobbing up and down on my
cock. "I feel you in different places now, man," he panted,
still riding up and down on my rock-hard cock. The feeling was
intense on my cock as well, but incredibly tiring, and I backed
up to the armchair in the corner and sat down. He took the hint
and began bouncing voraciously up and down on my cock as if he
couldn't get enough of this ass-spliting fuck I was giving him.
My cockhead was literally aching from the friction and I knew I
was close.
I stood up with him still attached and walked to the bed,
throwing him down. My cock popped out and I told him to get on
his side. I got on the bed beside him and scooted up to him, our
bodies fitting together like gloves. I aimed my cock at his hole
and drove in with immense force drawing a stifled cry from him as
I did so.
I fucked with abandon now, sure to get off soon and loving
every warm delicious minute of it. I bit down on his neck and
licked all of him I could reach. He moaned uncontrollably and I
saw his hand go to his cock. I pulled it away and hissed, "Not
yet. Let me do that, lover."
With that and an extra hard lunge, I began to shoot my
copious load deep within his bowels. Jet after jet of steamy
spunk bathed the ravaged walls of his ass and coated his insides.
My ejaculation kept coming and coming until I thought I would
faint from the repurcussions of the explosive orgasm I was
having. Finally, my cum subsided and I pulled out. I rested for
a moment as I watched musky cum dribble from his little butt and
I flipped him over on his back.
With no foreplay whatsoever, I squatted over his rockhard
cock and sank down, moaning and sweating bullets as I did. His
cock, though not long, was incredibly thick and it took some work
to open my seasoned ass to this brutish invader. Finally, I was
all the way in and I began to bounce on his meat, drawing purr-
like sounds from him. He opened his eyes and we watched each
other intently as I continued to ride his sword like a pro. He
reached up and twisted my nipples and grabbed my cock, rubbing it
with all his might.
He began to enjoy the fuck as much as I was and started to
bounce up and down off the bed himself. We created an artful
cadence quite quickly and bounced together, his cock reaching new
places in my ass as I wiggled around each time he thrust deep
within me. Each time he hit my prostate I groaned audibly and
grasped my own nipples as I rode him.
He stiffened compeletely as I felt the first blast of his
cum shoot deep inside my ass. He spewed for some time coating
the insides of my ass completely and causing some to run out of
my ass and down his shaft into his pubic hair. He continued to
come as he ran his hands through his pubes and smeared his creamy
spunk all over my chest and his.
When he could shoot no more, I raised off of his deflating
cock and lay down on top of him, covering his mouth with mine.
We kissed forever, sliming around in our own semen between our
heaving chests and bellies. Our cocks nestled together between
us as we continued to cool down.
We lay that way for quite some time until I finally got up
and led him to the shower. We soaped and washed each other
lovingly and played around a little, kissing all the while.
As we dried off and he dressed to go back to his room, Marty
said, "That was incredible. Can we do it again some time?"
"You bet!" I replied. "The more often the better." I
smiled and kissed him lightly. "But right now I've got to get
some work done or I am going to fail out of here tomorrow!"
"Same here," he said, and walked to the door. "I want to
thank you, though, for a purely enjoyable evening. See you
later."
And with that, he was gone, another spirited resident who
had come to me for pleasure and left a satisfied man.
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