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Dorm Encounter Part VIII: Library unResearch
College for me has not been all fun and games, fucking and sucking. Every now and then, I have to settle down to some serious schoolwork. As I am basically the center of attention on my hall, I rarely get anything done in my room. As such, I have been known to haunt the college's library from time to time.
On one such night, I had been at my desk in the stacks somewhere for about two hours, when the urge to piss overtook me and would not allow me to concentrate. I'm not terribly fond of public bathrooms on this campus; for some reason they are always dark and seldom cleaned. I had never actually been in any of the bathrooms in the library, but had to go so badly I would have peed in a can if I had one.
Bucking up my courage, I put my book down and headed off in search of the bathroom. It was in the center core of the building where the elevators were, and I was surprised, upon entering, at the overall brightness and cleanliness of it. Don't get me wrong, now-- I wasn't about to eat off the floor, but I felt more than satisfied that germs flying through the air would not land on me and turn me into The Fly.
I appeared to be alone, and went into a stall. I hurriedly unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out and began pouring forth the torrential rains that I knew were lodged within my bladder. As I stood there, I realized that other bodily functions were required as well. I undid my pants and turned around and sat down and went to work. As I sat there, I began to notice the graffiti on the walls of the stall. "For a really good time call...", "I suck big cocks only if you call...","I need to get off bad...", and one that caught my eye especially: "I am new to cocksucking and need practice. Will be here at 9:00 pm on the 17th. Tap your foot if you want service."
I looked at my watch and realized it was one minute until 9:00 on the appointed date. Just as I was marvelling at the boldness of this invitation, the outer door to the bathroom opened and someone came in and took the stall to my right. I heard jeans unzipping and a little shuffling around, but did not hear any of the typical sounds of someone using the bathroom for its intended purpose. This was getting interesting.
The person next to me began making "obvious noises" and so I stuck my foot under the partition and tapped it a couple of times on the floor. He pushed my foot back to my side and a piece of paper came floating down from over the partition. I unfolded it and it said, "Throw this back if you are interested in some serious head, and do not move from where you are right now."
The mystery and intrigue levels here were starting to get me excited and my cock reacted appropriately. I threw the piece of paper back over the partition and waited, my cock throbbing in my lap. I couldn't resist giving it a couple of strokes as I waited for the mystery man's next actions. I was completely unprepared for what happened next. As I sat there, the front of the large institutional toilet paper roll holder opened to reveal my mystery man's side of the stall. He had removed his unit completely, and was pulling the "innards" of my unit to his side. In a second or two, he had a large hole between the stalls that was just the right height. I looked through the hole and saw nothing at first, then a finger beckoned me (or my cock, I should say) to stick itself in the hole.
"What the hell," I thought, and stood up and stuck my ramrod through the opening. In nothing flat, sweet and terribly wet lips had encircled my knob and were sucking insistently. I put my hands on the top of the partition and let this guy go to work. He sucked like a novice but was insistent and trying very hard to be good at what he was doing. His tongue flicked around my engorged cockhead and each drop of precum that seeped out went straight down this guy's throat. I moved my pelvis with the rhythm he was creating, and before long, he had managed, much to my amazement, to swallow the length of my rod. I began building my fuckpace to a slow canter, pounding the partition harder and harder as my cock sunk in and out of this sweet mouth. He was getting better with practice, and soon had me humming to myself as I prepared to blow.
I began rocking harder and harder, pummelling his face with my tube until the moment arrived when my balls began forcing their sweet nectar to the outside world. He sensed my impending orgasm and clamped down on my cock with all his might as if daring any spunk to leak out. The pressure was all I needed and I began to unload blast after blast of sexjuice into his waiting and greedy throat. I came four or five times, shooting slightly smaller blasts each time, until my legs were shaking so hard that the partition was banging back and forth. As the last dribble poured out of my cocktip, I withdrew from his mouth and stepped back, gasping for breath. I looked through the hole and was amazed to find the last person I expected to find sucking cocks in a library bathroom: my next door neighbor, Ted.
I stuck my face through the hole, smiled, and said, "Goddamn, man! If you wanted action, you should have just come next door!"
He bent over and smiled. "Don't you find this a little more exciting, though, man?" he asked.
"Well, sure. I must admit it was really hot knowing we could get caught, but I'm so hot now I could go again!"
"Well, why don't we go home and do something about that, Andrew?" With that having been said, he closed up the hole, putting the toilet paper units back into place. We went into the library proper, I gathered my books, and we began the long walk back to the dorm. As we walked, I hung back a little so I could look at him. I had never really noticed Ted before-- he's not terribly good looking but he's not ugly either. Kind of nondescript, really. I checked him out as he walked, and I like what I saw very much. He had a tight little ass that just begged to be plugged.
We arrived back at the dorm and went straight to his room. With almost no conversation, we undressed and met on the bed, mouths open to each other, kissed long and hard. While rolling around, I could feel my cock rubbing his, both of which were hard as rocks. I knew what I wanted and flipped him over so that he was on all fours. I pried his buttcheeks apart and sunk my tongue into his musky hole. I reamed him for a considerably long time, enjoying the feelings and sensations that my mouth was experiencing. Ted seemed to be enjoying himself as well as he pushed his ass back towards my face and wiggled around, trying to create new depths for my tongue.
Able to stand the pressure no more, I got on my knees and pushed my cockhead against his hole. I began to push in and he roared, "Take it easy, asshole! I've never done this before!"
My cock instantly got harder knowing that I was about to fill virgin territory. I eased my cockhead past the constricting muscles and it sank into his ass canal. Ever so slowly, I eased my fucktube into his tight hot hole until I had buried myself to the root and my pubes were scratching his asscheeks. He moaned in pleasure and that gave me the go-ahead to fuck the crap out of him. My passion and lust had built to a frenzied level, and I began thrusting in and out hard and long. He was moaning loudly now, grunting as I hit rock bottom at each thrust.
I grabbed his hips and threw myself into my fucking, pounding his ass with all my might as I rode this guy like a cowboy. He grunted and moaned in appreciation, bucking with me until we were literally a blur.
With little warning, the lava in my cock began to flow deep within his bowels, bathing the hot rippling flesh with warm creamy spunk. I blasted several big shots and withdrew, shooting the rest all over his asscheeks. As I calmed down, I bent down and licked his ass clean, rimming the entrance to his ass, tasting my semen mixed with his musky goo. I flipped him over and sat right down on his cock, bouncing up and down until he was digging his fingernails into my arms. I knew he must be close, and true to form, he shot his hot load with great force up into my ass. I slid up and down on his pole as he shot, relishing in the squishy pleasure we were both experiencing. I slowed as I felt the last spurt shot inside me and allowed his cock to find its way back to the outside. I laid down atop him, and we kissed deeply, rolling around on the bed.
Panting and with hearts racing, we drew apart and laughed. "Had I known you were this good, I would have never left this building, stud!" Ted said to me.
"Well, I'm always here, always horny, and always willing," I said with a wink. "Come back any time."
Ted left shortly thereafter, after planting a few more kisses my way, and I sat down at my desk and returned to my studies.
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