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I'm a Biology major and planning to go to medical school, so most of my classes are in the science building, but I have core classes to take, so I have to venture into other buildings every once in a while. I don't have to like it, but it is what it is. I decided to take Art History for one of my liberal arts requirements, and it was located in a humanities building far away from my Biology home base.
I was midway through the semester, sitting in this huge lecture hall learning about Renaissance Art, bored stiff. There were a few hundred people in the class, so I had no way of knowing them all or even getting to see them all. I noticed some movement to my left and saw someone walking down the aisle in front of everyone in my row. He was really sexy, tall and thin with an angular face and ginger features. He was wearing a dark blue hoodie and jeans, and his hood was pulled up over his head, but I could see wisps of red hair poking down around his eyes. He kept his eyes down but dropped a crumpled up piece of paper on my laptop as he passed by.
"AV room in the back" was all it said.
I looked back and saw him exiting the lecture hall. I grabbed my stuff and threw it into my bag before exiting the aisle and going up the stairs after him. I went outside and saw a door just outside of the lecture hall. I tried the handle and it opened, so I went in. He grabbed me and pulled me in, putting his finger over my lips.
"Shhh!"
He pushed me against the wall and attacked my face. His kissing was strong and passionate, and the sudden and elicit nature of our meeting was turning me on like crazy. I was hard as stone in my pants, and I started humping into him while he held my head and fought my tongue and licked my teeth.
I wrapped my arms around his back and held onto him tightly, feeling his tight muscles flex under his hoodie as he held me and humped back into me. His hard dick was pushing into mine, and he reached down and grabbed my ass with both hands, pulling me into him harder. He had a firm grip on my butt cheeks as he pulled, massaged and stimulated my muscles deep in my ass, and I pushed back against his hand to get him to grip me harder and pull me in tight. His dick felt huge, rubbing along mine, fighting for the same space between our tight bodies.
He kissed along my jaw then leaned in and started chewing on my neck, leaving spit in the wake of his kisses. I opened my eyes and looked out onto the lecture hall, where a couple hundred students were sleeping through a tired lecture on religious iconography in old paintings. I was able to look out and see the professor at the head of the class and many of the students. Luckily our windows were tinted enough that it was hard to see in the room, but I thought I saw another student looking back our way, almost looking me right in the eye! He stared for a few moments then smirked and turned back to the professor.
I realized I didn't even know this guy's name, but he kept chewing on my neck, and I was sure I was going to be full of hickies when this was over, but it is so worth it. I love that part of my neck being stimulated, and the sensations were shooting straight down my body and making my butthole tingle. He broke free and pushed me hard against the wall, breathing heavy and staring at me with an intensity I hadn't seen for a while. He had his hands on my chest, pushing me into the wall. He squeezed my pecs and pushed harder, then pulled up my t-shirt to show off my abs and the waistband of my pants. He reached down and opened my belt then pushed my pants down to reveal the base of my hard dick. He reached around and pulled my pants down until they were just under my ass, pushing up on my butt, then he reached up and pushed me down by the shoulders until I was on my knees and looking at his hard dick outlined by his jeans.
He pulled my face into his crotch and rubbed it along his dick, the rough material of his jeans scratching my lips and cheeks as they were dragged across the hard length of his shaft. He wrapped both hands around my head and pulled me in tight, smashing me against his dick, and I tongued and chewed what I could, getting the material damp with my spit. I reached up and grabbed his tight ass and held on, kneading the muscle and feeling it flex as he pushed into me.
He let go of my head, and I leaned back some to catch my breath as he undid his belt and zipper, pushing his jeans and underwear down in one move. His dick, caught in the waistband of his boxers, sprang up when it was free and smacked me on the cheek, splattering me with his precum. I reached up and grabbed the shaft tight, holding it in front of my face and admiring the length and girth. He was above-average length and quite thick, with a smooth shaft and a clean circ scar around the glistening, pink head. His balls hung down loosely in a smooth sac, and his pubes were similarly shaved clean. His dick was burping out precum that ran down the shaft and gathered around my hand as I held on, squeezing tightly at the base.
He again wrapped his hands around my head and pulled me in, and I opened my mouth and took his head in, licking up the precum and surrounding his shaft with my soft lips. As my mouth took more of him in at the urging of his tight grip, my tongue ran over the shaft, enjoying the salty skin as it sunk further into my throat. The head of his dick was soon knocking on my pharynx, and I swallowed a couple of times and relaxed, letting him push into my throat and down my esophagus as far as he could get. He held me tight against his abs as his dick jerked and spasmed inside my mouth and throat, my forehead mashed against his treasure trail that ran from his belly button.
He let his grip loosen some, and I was able to pull up and catch a breath before going back down and taking him into my throat again. He kept pulling me down onto his dick, punching into my throat each time, his loose balls banging my chin with each thrust. His thrusting became more urgent, and I thought that he wanted to cum, but he abruptly pushed me off, banging my head against the wall with a loud bang. He looked over his shoulder at the lecture hall, but apparently didn't see anything too alarming.
"I want in that sweet butt of yours!"
"Fuck yes!"
I stood up and leaned into the wall, pushing my butt out, the natural curve of it highlighted by the waistband of my pants. He grabbed onto it and squeezed tight, his grip pulling my butt cheeks apart and showing him my smooth, hairless hole. I winked it a couple of times, and he giggled, then ran a finger up my crack and over my quivering entrance. He hocked some spit in his mouth then let it drip over his lips and down into the crack of my ass, the hot liquid running down and over my hole. He did that a couple more times then used his finger to rub it in before bringing the tip of his dick up to my hole and kissing it. The head of his cock was covered in precum and my spit, and he ran it over my hole a few times to add to his spit and make entry easier.
"Ready?"
"Oh yeah! Split me open with that hot dick!
With that, he grabbed onto my shoulders and pulled down, pushing me onto his dick, as he pushed his body forward. He entered me and kept going until he bottomed out and his balls slammed into my taint. He spread my hole open quick, and my muscles quivered with the intrusion, sending shock waves up my spine to that special spot in my brain that loves being dominated.
He held still for a couple of beats until my butt stopped shaking, then slowly withdrew, my tight ring gripping his shaft as it left my body, until just the head was still inside me. I felt the ridge of his dickhead rub along my prostate as he came out, and my dick shot a big glob of precum into my underwear, still covering my front. He slowly thrust into me again, bottoming out against my ass and smashing my muscles against his abs. He repeated his slow withdrawal and reentry several times until my ass was relaxed and his entry was easier. He then started going harder, slamming into me before nearly coming all the way out.
We hadn't made it fully into the room and were still in the doorway, and he pushed me against the wall with his strong grip on my shoulders, driving my chest and face into the cold plaster. I pushed my ass out against him as hard as I could, providing some resistance to his increasingly urgent thrusting until he was banging into me as hard as he could, sending ripples across my ass.
I reached up and pushed against the wall, bringing my body off the surface and pushing back against him harder and harder, until he fell back against the wall behind him, his shoulders slamming into the wall and shaking the window overlooking the lecture hall. He reached up and grabbed my hair in one hand and my head with the other and began slamming into my ass hard, as I pushed back against him. The shivers he sent over my ass and up my spine sent me around the moon, my whole body tingling with submissive ecstasy. I began moaning with each thrust into me, as he grunted each time he hit my ass. I pushed back against him and we were almost dancing, his dick staying fully lodged in my ass, but our bodies moving back and forth in a sweaty, moaning sexy mess. He used the wall as leverage to thrust our bodies together, holding my hair and head and pulling me back onto him, while I contracted my ass muscles around his thick shaft, milking him as best I could. My shirt was clinging to my sweaty body as we continued to dance, and I was thrusting back against him with each movement of his body. I couldn't get enough. I was moaning louder and louder, until he reached around and covered my mouth with his hand.
"Shut the fuck up!" he whispered at me and kept thrusting into me.
My dick was still covered by my pants and was leaking a huge puddle of precum in my underwear. Our movements were rubbing the head of my dick in the wet mess of my underwear and driving me closer to orgasm. I was grunting more and more against his hand until I pushed back against him hard, slamming his whole body against wall and pushing his dick completely inside my hole. I shot into my underwear a huge load of cum, my body spasming with each explosion. My legs shook with the intensity of my orgasm, and I was breathing hard against his hand. My tight hole was grabbing onto his dick, and he pushed back against me and roared before shooting his cum deep inside my hole with 7 - 8 deep shots, coating the walls of my rectum with his searing hot load.
As we began to relax after cumming, I slumped against the wall, and my legs barely held me up. He fell forward against my back, his chest heaving and his hot breath sending goose bumps over my neck. He stood up, pulling out of my hole, which was still gripping his semi-hard shaft. I tightened my ring to hold his load inside me, wanting to feel it leak out the rest of the day. I stood and pulled my pants up, straightening my shirt and hair, then turned around to face him.
He was buckling his belt and pulling down his hoodie. I leaned in and kissed him tenderly on the lips.
"That was fucking amazing. Totally what I needed during this boring lecture."
"Yeah, he is really dry. I've told him he needs to spice it up a little, but he is stubborn and set in his ways."
I gave him a funny, questioning look.
"Oh, that's my dad!"
"Ha! I hope he won't mind us escaping for a few minutes."
"Nah. He told me that he saw a cutie in our class and figured we might want to hook up. He knows he is boring."
"I didn't even get your name!"
"Andrew. And you?"
"Ha! Me too. I go by Drew."
"Nice to meet you, Drew."
"Same!"
We went back to the lecture hall, his father giving a slight smirk but not interrupting his talk. We made our way back to our seats, and I settled in for the rest of this class. The guy I saw looking into the AV room turned and pointed at his neck then cocked his head to me, and reached up and felt Andrew's spit over the sore hickey. I winked and shrugged my shoulders, while my butt hole contracted and a glob of Andrew's cum leaked out of my abuse hole and soaked into my pants, a great reminder of our dance in Art History!
Thanks! Let me know want you thought! Drew (writer.drew@proton.me)