Chapter One
He was popular. And he was my secret crush. My God did I ever want him. Perfect body, 6'1 strong upper torso, a chest you wanted to eat off of. He always wore the type of clothing that shown his assests. And man did I love his assets. I would sit in the college's cafeteria and just watch him walk in. Just to glimpse him made my blood boild with lust for him.
He had the bluest eyes and the hottest smile, and all I could think of was his wanting to take him down right there in the middle of cafe. He wore a hat always perched on the top of his head and damn if I could just have him.
One summer day I had bumped into him in concession area of the local baseball stadium. He smiled to me and touched my shoulder, called me man and then walked away. He actually touched me. I was on cloud nine. No one knew I liked him. He was my fantasy, my own fantasy.
Then finally my senior year in college I finally had my chance to have him after a class. Dr. Gia's class was boring and most often people fell asleep in the middle of it. I was so bored with her lecture on Virgil Aneid that I excused myself from the room and walked towards the bathroom. Looking down the hallway I saw him, wearing a tight rugby shirt that hugged his sexy body. He was walking towards the mens room, my destination.
As I entered the spacious bathroom area, proceeded to pretend to wash my hands in the sink closest to the door. I turned my eyes slightly towards the urinals to find my crush peeing in the farthest urinal from me. I noticed how long his back seemed to hang over his body. I couldn't see his dick but I imagined it's length and girth.
He finishe his business and zipped up he saw me and smiled. As he left I saw the slight bulge in his pants, he was hung too. He didn't go directly out the doors yet, he seemed to be waiting for something, some one perhaps. He ass was as round and bubbly. Icouldn't help but feel my dick tremble in my own jeans.
He turned around and smiled to me again.
"So," he said to me. God his voice was sexy too, "I've been noticing for past few years you'vde been staring at me." He put his hand on my shoulder and looked me into my eyes. I didn't know what to say. My dick was so hard that it wanted to be freed. How could I go back to class like this? I wondered to myself.
He moved his eyes towards my crotch, "Meet me outside Parna Dorm, 8 O'clock. Tell no one," he said as he left the bathroom, but stoped in the hallway, "better do something about that," he yelled back.
Chapter Two
It was cold outside. The wind blew sprightly up my back. Even though I wore a coat my nerve sent chills all over my body. Pama dorm was the newwest dormitory in the school. Built for all those who didn't want roomates. So the lucky few who lived there had the luxury of atheir own bathroom and bedroom. The lobby of the building was surrounded with glass.
I stood next to the external emergency phone waiting for him to appear. And there he was whearing a tight white undershirt and those pants runners wear that can easily be taken off and a woll winter hat that was as tight as his shirt.
He smiled at me seeing me so bundled up in my jacket. He let me in and touched my shoulder again. I felt warmed by his touch. We didn't say a word as he led me into the elevator. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him or his bulge. I could feel him creep closer to me in the close quarters of the elevator. He kissed my earlobe gently. Shivers ran up and down my spine. He grabbed my crotch and quickly removed his hand as the door suddenly opened. He didn't want to get caught.
"This is our floor," he said as he took off his hat. His blond streaked hair was messy but that added to his over all sexiness. We walked slowly towards his room, stopped at the lounge room in the middle of the hall. Two guys where playing cards.
"Yo boys, this is Chris," he said nodding to me. It was warm in this lounge. I took off my coat. I was wearing a tight shirt and jeans, I didn't have the physique equal to my crush but I did try to work out as much.
"This is Joe," he told me pointin to the bulky black man in the chair to the left, "and Greg," he said as he pointed to the skinny red head in the right chair. Both grunted their hellos to me as the stared directly at their cards, definately engrossed in their game to care for their friends announcement.
"They're always like that on their break times, they love their cards." We continued our travel down toward his room. I heard trhe sounds of sex in the rooms, more of porn, or some real lovin'. The rumors where true about this place. The reason why more men liked it here. What went on in the rooms stayed in the rooms.
We finally made it to his room, a small bedroom, festoned with poster from AC/DC to Zappa. Maskeshift curtains hung from his windows. He ram to them and closed them quickly. "Had problems with peeping toms last night," he said. He turned from the window and smiled at me.
He sat slowly on his bed and lustfully looked into my eyes. "I know you like to look at me Chris. I've known since we were freshman. I have something to confess...I've been staring at you." This threw me for a loop. Out of my self I lept on to the bed and kissed him. It was my fantasy made flesh. I was kissing the hottest guy in college. He opened his mouth to breath and thrusted his tounge deep in my mouth. Our moans passions drew in a fire I thought I never had. I WANTED HIM.
He broke our kiss and gave me a wry smirk. He took his t-shirt off. I saw an adonis before me. He had a thick chest and 6pac abs that cried to be kissed. I gave them a soft rubb with my hands, the washboard felling sent and electric shock towards my already hard cock. I went lower to his crotch and felt the cigar sized dick encased in the fabric of his pants...just his pants Oh God what a miracle.
He smiled again and tore the pants off. My adonais was naked in front of me. I stood up in front of him and kissed him again. He ran his thick calloused hands behind my back, (Did I mention he played lacrosse?) and helped me remove my shirt. He saw my body and breathed in deep through his teeth. I lande intowards his chest and kissed and bit his left nipple.
"Oh yeah Chris, I've wanted this," he whispered. He lifted his arm giving me access to his shaven armpits. I licked and nuzzled in his pit, smelling his manly scent. He took my pants down along with my boxers, I kicked my shoes off and now I was naked. He grabbed my dick and began to lick up my shaft with the tip of his tounge, man did that feel good. I fell back a little as he took my dick fully in his mouth and began to suck me off. I was on cloud nine. "Oh Sam, yes," I blurted out, "take my cock." He moved harder and harder bobbing his head foward and backward. Taking me in.
He pulled off my dick, stood up and lowered me onto his bed. Grabiing a condom off the night stand next to the bed he put it on. "Ever get fucked Chris," Sam asked me. I shook my head. "Mmmm...Virgin ass." He said in lust. He flexed his bicep and told me to bite down everytime it hurt. I placed my mouth over his arm. He gently raised my legs and rubbed his cockhead on my crack. He entered my ass slowly, the firts inital push hurt like hell, he still has the teeth marke to prove it. He entered the rest with no problem.
Leaning over me his kissed me pulled back with his hip and smiled, "don't worry Iwon't hurt ya." He thrusted hard in me and then slowlty worked a pace. Randomly he grunted between each push in. I could feel him in me. His girth, his manliness humping inside. "ON YES BABY, FUCK ME FUCK YOUR BABY," I screamed. I wanted this. "Don't forget this baby this ass is mine," was his reply after he begam to cum in the condom. He collapsed on top of me kissing my neck. He lifted his sexy body smiled at me and said, "you're mine."