I reached down and stripped the precum from my cock and sucked on my juicy fingers.įor two more nights, I listened as Ted blew his load, trying to be as quiet as possible. I smiled, however, knowing I was going to drink from that same faucet of joy before long. I could smell his man juices and my own cock grew hard as I imagined what I had just missed. Ted had just fucked his fist right over my head, spilling out that sweet man juice in a towel or his shorts. The sounds were grew more frantic and then a grunting and a shudder and then silence.
Later, with lights out, I was awakened by a soft swaying of the bunk bed and muffled sounds from above me. We were both into cross country and stopped to make arrangements for try-outs with the college coach. I walked a little behind him, so I could watch his ass. Ted was a talker and we hit it off pretty well. He threw his stuff up onto the top bunk and after we unloaded our suitcases and laptops, stereos and all the usual college dorm stuff, we headed for the cafeteria for dinner. I could feel my cock throb as I imagined my cock buried inside those cheeks, unloading my cum inside him. I immediately felt my heart pound inside me at the sight of his tight muscled ass pushing through the thin shorts he wore.
He was a blond kid, slender and lean, just about the same size as the boy I had been having sex with in high school.
Within an hour of me getting settled, taking the lower bunk for myself, my room mate came in. I had just arrived on campus and assigned a room in the dorm.