I had decided not to go home for the break, a break from school and the ‘rents’ was just what I needed. Campus would be relatively quiet and I pretty much had the dorm building to myself. So on Friday night I head over to the ‘Bum Steer’ and get a good buzz on before they closed up for the night. It was a great night out…ah the joys of Arizona, nice and warm and the sky so clear the stars looked even brighter to me than usual.
I got back to the dorm just about the time the beer hit my bladder, so on the first floor I hit the john before riding the elevator up to the 11th.
There’s this curly headed kid sitting on the toilet, pants around his ankles, legs spread and his head resting on the sink right beside the toilet… totally smashed I’m thinking, passed out would be more accurate.
His jeans around his ankles; his red box-briefs along with them. His legs splayed out at the knees and I could see his dick, a nice sized uncut one. That always fascinated me; I had been circumcised long before I knew it.
I walk to the urinal and piss my brains out. But I keep looking back at the kid. Fuck, before I was even aware of it I had a fucking boner. Freaky man, my head must be more messed up than I thought… guys never did this to me before, but his dick is just sitting there. And for some reason his being uncut was in the center of my brain.
I walked out of the john, and then…. I turn around and walk right back in. I stand right in front of this kid, hell he wasn’t even old enough to be in college. So I shake his shoulder to try to roust him up and awaken him. He mumbles something like ‘guys don’t leave me here, fuck I don’t even know where here is, guys.’ his head never moved, just his lips, big pink ones, kind of like Angelina what’s her name. Too pretty for a boy, I’m thinking. He’s skinny, but my eyes are drawn to his uncut dick… just an average one from what I could compare with what I’d seen in locker-rooms before.
All of a sudden I had this urge to touch his cock… but I shake him again. Yeah he’s wiped out for sure. So I’m thinking… ‘who would ever know? Who would know what?’ I’m past the questions now, so I reach down and touch my first cock, and my first uncut cock at that.
The kid never moved so much as a hair on his head. Fuck, I’m back to thinking… it feels kinda good, soft and warm. I touch the skin on the head of his cock and push it back, not so cool, so I steady myself and with one hand I hold the base of it and with the other skin him back.
Trippy dude… it’s all really pink and almost glistening. So I pump it back and forth just a little bit, the kid moans and I pull away.
Still there wasn’t any movement; just that moan. I look back down at his cock and the skin has kinda gone back. But it’s not totally covering the head of his dick, and his dick was a bit plumper now, so that’s why the head wasn’t covered. I take it back in my hand, it is plumper and hotter.
You faggot, I think.. But who the fuck will find out,, I’m just curious. A few more pumps on that spongy cock and it really starts getting hard. Somewhere in his mind he’s finding some pleasure in it all… who wouldn’t?
Drunk, stoned, both,,, ya have to feel some kind of shit like that, right?
“You gotta help me guys, I can’t even feel my legs.” He slurs.
‘Well you’re feeling this.’ Ooops; that was out loud.
“OK, I’ll help you, but you have to try to help me too.” I pull him towards me and upwards. He starts slipping back to the seat so I grab him around the butt to steady him. His butt cheeks are no more than a hand full each, shit this feels good, ‘yeah faggot’ I hear in the inside of my head. I finally get him upright,, now the pants, I’m thinking.
I lean him over my shoulder and reach down for his jeans. Umm, he smells sweet like some kind of girl soap. This is not working… so I move him over to the sink and prop him up there; well if he doesn’t fall at least I can get his jeans up.
I have a shoulder up against his stomach and I lean down, oh, my god, there’s that dick again. What the fuck, I lick it, and the skin starts to move back. ‘stop this shit’ so I pull up his jeans. Just up to the bottom of his butt and no more, I turn him around and he falls forward, cute little ass too…’faggot!!!’
I get the jeans up and throw him back over my shoulder… how strange is this, what if someone sees this? And I remind myself I’m the only one, I think in the building. I lug him over to the elevator and the door opens, inside we go and I press 11. I thought he would be heavier, dead weight and all, but to my surprise he isn’t. At the 11th floor the doors open and my room is just opposite, fumbling with my keys, I get the door open.
I lay him on my bed… heck I could have put him on my roommate’s bed, but my mind is racing back to his uncut cock, and that skin.
I struggle to undress him, when I get his shirt off, I notice for a skinny little runt he has kind of a nice chest. Down to his feet and I pull off his sneakers and socks, now for the fun part, the pants. No problem there, I only buttoned the top button, so one snap and the jeans are wide a part...
I notice I never pulled his red shorts up and they are bunched up half-way down his thighs. I almost drink in the sight of that uncut cock. Off with the jeans and shorts and there he is all pink and pale, naked in my bed.
I remember reading somewhere that every guy at one point or another connects with another guy sexually. Justification? Who cares now?
Who’s going to even know? If it’s true then this will be my time to do it’ I tell myself as I undress, in a flash. I lay down on top of him, a ragging boner on me, and I figure what the fuck, and start to kiss those Angelina lips.
He responds a bit, he has no idea. I do love this; why doesn’t seem to enter my mind. I bite his neck a bit, not hard, no marks, he moans and I am not even looking to see if he is awake; I’m lost in what I’m doing. Making love to a boy, unconscious but still.
His nipples become erect under my licking tongue. By the time I have worked my way down to his cock, he is hard, the skin full back over his pink cock head. That makes me angry…. So I get up and survey the sight before me. I’m playing with myself, just looking at him… his cock goes soft and the skin has made his head disappear inside. I’m happy again, i want to make it go back. Satisfied, I crawl between his legs, which I want to lick, but I am not trusting him not to get hard again so I go right for his soft covered cock.
Oh, that feels good on my tongue and in my mouth. I pull off and just with my lips, I push the skin back, he starts to harden up again, but I have been the one to force that skin back, I mean with intent.
I love the taste of him, the precum, the feel of his cock in my mouth. I become veracious in my sucking of his cock now. He is not at all big, I mean I can get it all in my mouth, without any problem, and it’s a wonderful feeling – him in my mouth.
I begin to play with his balls as I try to suck him even deeper into my mouth, which is impossible as my lips are touching his soft curly pubic hairs. He moans and grabs my head…is he awake?
Do I care? I keep at him. I can feel his cock twitch, he is almost there…. Do I swallow it or pull off and hand stroke him the rest of the way. I have eaten my own cum… every guy has at least tasted his own at some point. How much different can his be? So I have made up my mind, he’ll cum in my mouth, then I will make up my mind; spit or swallow.
He begins his climax and I feel it hitting the top of my mouth and the insides of my cheeks. I don’t know what or which of my taste buds react, but it is pleasant. Better than my own, sweeter, and so I swallow all of it. I just let his cock come to rest on my tongue and it goes soft. My cock however is not. I get on my knees and move up to his crotch and beat off all over his soft covered cock. I am pleased with myself, well not really, so I go back for more of his cock… now it’s covered with my cum.
It doesn’t stop me though, like I said I have eaten my own load on more than one occasion. But never this way… I engulf his cum covered cock again, it never quite rises to the occasion, but hey I got to see, touch and taste an uncut cock. My own cum tastes better than ever.
I put those red underpants to my face and inhale and then put them back on him, tucking his cock in for the night, and cover him up with a sheet and get in my room-mate’s bed. We both sleep like the dead..
In the morning when we wake I explain how I came to find him drunk and passed out in the john and bring him up to my room so he can sleep it off, and not get hurt falling off the toilet..
He thanks me, tells me he’s here visiting his brother and asks me where he is and then goes on his way. As the door is closing I immediately pull out my cock and jerk off and cum all over myself. I lick up the mess I’ve made. I then head for the shower to cleanup. When I return to the room, I drop the towel on the floor and slip into my own bed naked and can feel the heat of his body still in my bed. So I jerk off again and then fall asleep.
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