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Dorm Encounter 21 of 23: Autofellatio
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Dorm Encounters XXI: Autofellatio!
Jason and I had begun to spend a lot of time together, much
to the wonderment of the rest of the staff and much to the
pleasure of the many gossipy students in the dorms.
We talked about our developing relationship and made several
important conclusions. First, we decided that we would promote
our relationship in public so that people could see that gays,
lesbians, and bisexuals could have healthy loving relationships
just like straight people could, and that our behavior in public
was no more deviant than anyone else's. Second, we decided that
while we would prefer to be exclusive to each other sexually, an
occasional slip would not cost us the relationship.
I had done this kind of thing once before with Jay, of
course, but had chickened out at the last minute. I was wary at
first of making any kind of committment to Jason, but after
spending a lot of time with him and being seen with him in
public, I must admit that my self-esteem went way up. We walked
around campus hand in hand everywhere we went, and though we
initally drew some stares, people got used to it and eventually
we saw some other couples doing the same thing.
You have to understand something about our campus. New
things are just that-- new things. There is always the initial
shock of something new and exciting, but once the papers have
written about it and the students have chewed it over, life
continues without much hubub.
So Jason and I became lovers. Our sex life continued to get
more interesting and we spent a lot of time making passionate
love in a variety of settings. Our favorite place became my room
because people on my floor understood well what my closed door
meant, and since I had slept with so many of them, they were able
to afford us some sense of privacy.
We both had our RA duties to attend to, of course, but when
we were not on duty, we spent the nights with each other either
at his place or mine, always so engrossed in bring each other
pleasure that we hardly noticed the distractions of the outside
world.
It was on one such occasion that we found ourselves curled
up naked, wrapped around each other in front of the television
watching the U.S. gymnastics team in some sort of Olympic
qualifications meet. We both enjoyed watching the lithe young
men perform these feats of skill and athletic prowess, showing
every muscle at work so gracefully. As we watched, Jason began
semi-stretching on the bed and I asked him what he was doing.
"I used to be pretty limber when I took Karate, years ago.
I wonder how limber I am now." he told me.
He climbed off the bed and began posing for me, his soft
cock nestled in his rich brown pubic hair, his long shiny hair
cascading down his back. Every muscle in his body bulged as he
struck a variety of poses for my enjoyment. My cock began to
rise on its own accorded, unaided by anything. I was becoming
incredibly aroused watching his display, and slowly started
caressing my throbbing member.
His poses got more interesting as they went along, each more
intricate than the next. He did backbends and headstands and
handstands and his cock, too, began to show signs of coming to
life. I watched in utter awe as he contorted his body into
newer, stranger positions.
He relaxed for a moment and came over to the bed. "Want to
see something really cool, my darling?" he asked.
"Sure, but I have to warn you. This could get out of hand!"
"Go for it," I said, smiling, anticipating something
outrageous.
He crawled up on the bed and lay on his back, placing his
legs high in the air and his feet on the wall. As I watched,
utterly amazed, he began scooting his ass closer and closer to
the wall until his cheeks were pressed tightly against it, his
legs flat against the wall above.
His cock stood straight up from his groin, arching slightly
and I began to lick my lips in anticipation of whatever he was
going to do.
He grabbed his cock with one hand and began bending his legs
down over his body, his ass riding up the wall slightly as they
bent. As I watched in total fascination, his cock pointed down
and aimed at his mouth. He worked his manly hand up and down his
shaft and pulled it towards his mouth as his body continued to
curl up until his velvet-like cockhead brushed his lips.
I was so hard and horny I thought I would blow apart. My
hands were working furiously on my own cock as he began licking
the head of his. His long thin tongue snaked around his cockhead
and began crawling down his shaft. With quite a bit of grunting
and a little pushing, he managed to swallow about half of his
shaft, and I sat quite still watching in utter amazement and
listening to the slurping he was making.
I think he forgot I was there as he concentrated on bringing
himself off. He sucked and licked his cock expertly, and I was
truly beating myself into a frenzy watching him at work. He
continued to work on his cock, pushing it deeper into his throat
a little bit at a time as his body strained and stretched.
Finally, he pulled his cock out of his mouth and said, "So
what do you think, man?"
"I have NEVER seen anything so fucking hot in my life! I
wish I could do that. You have no idea how incredibly erotic
that is to watch!"
"You know what would make it even hotter?"
"I can't imagine, but I'm game, Jason." I said, expecting
something totally exciting!
"Come over here and take care of my ass and help me push it
deeper." he instructed.
Jason sank his lips back around his cock and I crawled
across the bed to his side. I placed my hands on his ass and
pushed down gently, causing his cock to sink deeper into his
mouth. I ran my fingers over his winking puckered hole,
caressing his anal entry. He moaned deeply and put a hand on
mine, urging it to take a more active role in its playing.
I slipped my longest finger in my mouth and coated it with
spit. I then slid it into his hot ass, moving it around and
brushing it across his prostate gland. He wiggled and moaned
profusely as I continued my finger spelunking as he did so.
I could stand this no longer, this sitting by his side
watching him get all the pleasure. I stood up and pulled his
body around until I could approach him at the right angle. I
stood on the bed, sort of behind him, and aimed my spit slicked
cock at his hole. I bent at the knees until my cockhead came
next to his hole. I pushed in slightly and noticed that below
me, his cock slipped that much further into his mouth.
He continued to moan and slurp on his cock as my cock sunk
into his bowels. I plunged in to the hilt, finding his wonder
gland, and began to slowly fuck his ass. He groaned deeply as I
pressed his cock further and further into his mouth, and spit
began drooling out of the cracks of his mouth.
I started fucking him earnestly, and he let his cock slip
from his mouth. He reached around and pulled my ass close to
him, allowing me to reach interesting new depths in his hot
steamy ass. I fucked him hard and long, both of us gasping for
breath and sweat pouring off of both of us. The fucking took its
toll rather quickly, and I began pelleting his insides with hot
searing cum, blast after blast shooting through his tunnel of
love and hitting the deep back walls.
I shot and shot and shot until my legs wobbled so badly I
could no longer stand on the bed, and I fell back, utterly spent
and exhausted. He climed abord my chest and placed the head of
his dick at my mouth, insistingly pushing it past my waiting
lips. I sucked him in deep, wrapping my arms around his waist
and began giving him the attention he needed. He pinched his
nipples and moved his hands over his body, moaning and groaning
loudly. I sucked him expertly and fondled his balls lightly.
Suddenly he stiffened and began pouring gobs of hot steamy sperm
into my mouth. His semen blasted my tonsils and slid down my
throat as I sucked him dry greedily.
Once it was over and he had spent his rich load, we fell
down onto the bed, draped over each other, and panted and gasped
for breath. As our breathing eased, we crawled over each other,
curling up like two spoons, me in the back with my soft cock
nestled in his ass crack.
I wrapped my arms around him and said, whispering in his
ear, "That was the most incredible sexual experience of my life,
Jason. Never have I done anything or seen anything so incredibly
erotic. We've got to get that on video or something!"
He turned his head and kissed me. "I don't know if I can do
that often. You've no idea how incredibly painful that can be
and how difficult it is to hold that position for very long. I
would consider another attempt for video though-- give us
something to really jack off over, huh?"
"You bet," I said, kissing him back. Our tongues lingered
together, lazily dueling between our mouths.
"I really do love you, you know. You have become the most
important person in my life, and these times that we spend
together are the happiest moments of my life," I said.
"I feel the same way about you, my darling man."
We curled up together and watched television for many hours
into the night, pausing between programs to give each other more
loving attention. As I recall, during that one particular night,
we each suffered amazingly through seven or eight tumultuous
orgasms. Definitely a night to remember!
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Chapter 22: Autoerotica Asphyxia? What do you think?
Andrew, The Horny RA
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