By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
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The campus cafeteria was open, so at least he was able to get something to eat, though the other people being served were graduate students or faculty assistants, people who didn't get spring break. They had their little cliques so Toby Morgan was the odd man out. Totally sucked being the new guy at a new place, and a freshman in college was as new as a guy could get. He could have spent more time networking or hanging out in the local pubs, maybe, but that took money he didn't have, college was sucking up money he didn't have anyhow.
So here he was, almost nineteen, and stuck on campus, banging around in a college dorm that was empty except for him as far as he knew, for it was spring break and everyone was either back home visiting or, better yet, hanging out in Key West or some other Florida vacation spot, drinking and getting laid. He had certainly planned to be one of those latter groups when he got here, but college courses were hella hard, much harder than he had thought, and he had had to spend his days and nights studying instead of partying. He didn't see how the other guys did it. Maybe they didn't, and would flunk out sooner or later.
But here he was and didn't even have books to distract him. Hell, he could study ahead but who wants to do that when your grades are okay without it. All he could do was sit on his ass wearing just a pair of briefs and watch TV, munch on some potato chips and maybe masturbate. Problem was, there was nothing on TV and he was out of potato chips this evening, and had six more nights of spring break to go.
He had to pee, and he went to the bathroom down the hall. Hell of a note, not even a personal bathroom in this joint. Not even urinals, just a trough for you to piss in. Well...why the fuck not?
He got a glimpse of himself in the huge full-length mirror they had in there and paused briefly, struck a bodybuilder pose. He was no bodybuilder but not a bad looking hunk of manflesh either. Six foot even, black hair well-styled, a clean, regular face that was pretty damned handsome if he said so himself, his body which was nicely shaped if not muscle-bound, he kept in good shape and there wasn't any excess fat on him, he had a taut stomach and his arms had visible biceps when he flexed them even if they didn't show much when slack. All in all, a pretty good looking guy for his age. Maybe he should work out more.
Pee, now, his cock reminded him. He stepped to the trough, pulled his briefs' waistband down and hauled out his eight-inch uncut dong and let the yellow stream fly. Ahhhhhhhhhhh, damn, but it feels so good to pee all out like this, no need to aim or try to control it, just let it go, these troughs do have their pluses. His flow was making a substantial pounding noise as it struck the stainless steel, so he never heard the door sigh open, nor the visitor to the bathroom until he stepped up to the trough and pulled out his own whanger and joined in on the urine contribution.
Toby was startled and a little embarrassed. "Oh! Thought I was alone in this building."
"Me, too, until I saw the light on when I came in just a while ago," the guy said easily. He was also wearing just a short pair of briefs, his were in light blue with a black waistband. The man was blond-haired, a little more buffed than Toby, his muscles had that special tone that said "jock," but he wore it well and his skin was a pale cream color and unblemished and his muscles made arcs as he stood casually at the trough whizzing in a gush that made Toby's more modest stream seem anemic. "Kind of sucks being stuck here over the spring break, huh?"
"Yeah, but what can you do? I didn't have enough money to go anywhere, don't know what your reason was," Toby said. There, he'd gotten it out of the way.
"Too bad, I had to stay for some research I'm doing," the guy said. "Working on my doctorate, and didn't finish it yet, won't for another six months, it'll run into the summer at this rate. But I'll get by with my grant money okay."
The blond guy's status went up in Toby's eyes with that. He finished his micturition and tucked Old Hickory back into his nest where he belonged. He tried to find a follow-up question for the man, but everything he could think of sounded intrusive, so he ended up saying nothing, just staring.
The blond guy noticed and smiled, said, "My name is Bryden, Bryden Marshall. My specialty is microbiology and my paper is on...well, let's just say it's technical and leave it at that."
"I don't even have a major yet, this is only my first year here," Toby admitted. "I'm Toby Morgan, I'll be nineteen in early June."
"Ahhh, that explains your social awkwardness. College can be intimidating for a while, you're studying but finding out that nobody's forcing you to learn at the same time. Either you learn when it's offered or you waste your money. Me, I turned twenty back in January, I'm what you call a genius, but don't let that scare you, I'm just an ordinary guy, honest. You want to hang out for a while, Toby?"
Toby broke into a grin that matched Bryden's. "Sure!"
"Come on back to my room, I got a mini-fridge and some soft drinks, we can hang out there."
Bryden had kind of taken over the entire room, it was set up for one person instead of two, and the extra bed had been taken out. In its place was an extra-sized desk with a computer of advanced design that must have cost a lot and some books that had esoteric titles on it. Bryden indicated the bed and when Toby got onto it, Bryden laid onto it as well. This put them rather uncomfortably close together, lying on their sides only a half dozen inches apart, but Bryden was so easy about it, Toby tried to act easy as well. There wasn't any other good place to get comfortable in the room. He was now looking directly at Bryden now, and found he was an incredibly good-looking guy with deep blue eyes that you could swim around in, a face that made you want to kiss it all over again and again, soft skin and lips that you wanted to lick constantly....
Bryden talked about his girlfriend Sonya, which put Toby at ease but when he asked where she was, Bryden made a face, "Sonya insisted on going on spring break. I told her I couldn't go, but she went without me. Down there doing God knows what. I love Sonya, but how much does she love me, that's the question."
"I'm sorry," Toby said.
"Don't be," Bryden said, finishing his cola and tossing the can easily at a trash can with a practiced and accurate aim. "That's the way of life, you either have a girl or you don't. Love is strong enough or it isn't. Animals have it figured out, the females often mate with other males and their partners raise the infants along with their own without a hassle. Humans could take a few cues from the animals on that point, you know? Sex isn't a 'be true or die' sort of thing, after all, it's a basic need and the emotion doesn't depend on the physical need. If you're not with the one you love, love the one you're with, right?"
"I guess so."
"Animals know this," Bryden said, his voice softening. "When they are away from their females, they will mate with other females or with males, just caught up in the need of the moment. Why not? It's just sex." His hand came over and landed on Toby's thigh, just below the leg opening of his briefs. "When you want it, you want it. Love the one you're with, who has to know, right?"
The hand was electric on Toby's thigh, Bryden's hand moved very slowly upwards toward his most intimate parts and the idea of that hand touching him there gave Toby a raging erection.
"Right," Toby breathed. He finished his cola and tried to toss the can like Bryden had, but missed the bin by a little bit, Bryden didn't seem to notice. Toby swallowed hard, licked his lips.
"So what do you say, Toby?" Bryden asked him. "You want to do it?"
"Yeahhhhhhh!" Toby sighed.
Bryden smiled and then his face reached out toward Toby and Toby thrilled to see that beautifully gorgeous face move in to kiss his own lips, and he met and meshed his lips with Bryden's and their bodies slid together to grip each other and grind their warm, mostly naked bodies together on the narrow bed. Bryden's hand moved on Toby so smoothly and expertly that Toby felt like a complete novice; his own hands felt clumsy and incompetent.
Bryden whispered in his ear, in soft intimate tones, "What would you like to do with me, Toby?"
Toby felt a wave of confession gush from him, "I don't know, I don't know anything right now. Teach me, Bryden, teach me anything you want to right now!"
Bryden sighed in his ear, soft tones, "Your first time with a man can feel so serious until you begin, then is so easy. Why don't we try sucking each other's cocks, that will be a comfortable thing for you and me to do, won't it?"
Toby felt a wave of relief swarm over him, "Yeah, that will be fine."
"Let's start by getting our briefs off." Bryden stood on one side of the bed and Toby the other as they doffed their lone piece of clothing, their faces wearing silly grins, and then when Toby laid back down as he had before, Bryden got in upside down and soon they were face-to-crotch and Toby was getting a good look at Bryden's prick, a dong as fair-skinned as the rest of his body, circumcised but cleanly so, the skin covered all but the mushroom head at the top, protecting the tender skin just below the flare, which formed a more purplish ridge, a purely prestigious, perfectly proportioned prick.
"Okay, here's what to do," Bryden volunteered. "First, work up a nice amount of mouth saliva, the drool will make it easier to slide the cock back and forth, just slather it on as you go. Keep your teeth clear and use your lips and tongue and grip the cockskin as tight as you can when moving, but don't tire yourself out, remember it takes a while to make someone come this way. So try to pace yourself. Other than that, you'll pick up hints by what I do to you, use what you like. Ready? Go!"
Bryden dove onto Toby's pecker with verve and energy while Toby approached the dong before him with more trepidation. His mind exploding with the joy of Bryden's action on his own rod, showing him that he was about to service a master of cocksucking, Toby took the prod with a mood approaching reverence, and as his lips and tongue touched the small pink column, he felt a sense of shock that this beautiful pillar was...human! As he realized this, as he processed and accepted this, he felt a vast weight lift off of him and he clamped onto the prong and began to slip and slide his lips back and forth while his tongue plied on the underside of the shaft while it was resting on it as he moved. His saliva poured onto the rod without him consciously doing it and he replenished it and added more as he moved faster and faster, his brain seeming to have always known the way.
"Mmmmm, mmmmhhhhhhh, huhhhhhhhhhh, you're good at this, Toby!" Bryden said, gasping. "Keep doing what you're doing, you're doing great!"
"Muh-mh muh!" Toby mumbled around Bryden's rod, let go and repeated, "So are you!"
Now he was the one diving onto the now-slippery rod with unrestricted eagerness and joy.
Bryden was giving better than he got, but he wasn't as much better as he might have expected to have been, for he was gasping as much as Toby was in his delight as he administered his oral ministrations upon his benefactor. They were locked in a sexual congress of mutual satisfaction that had both young studs writhing and moaning with equal pleasure and desire as their joy built up within them and their glory coalesced into the blissful lathers that became their climaxes.
Toby was first to climb to that majestic summit, his orgasm struck him and he was left squirming and moaning with Bryden's hot cock in his mouth, for Bryden was also near that vaulted apex. Toby blasted his joyous warm cream into Bryden's clutching, moving mouth. Eagerly, Bryden gulped the vast quantity of teenaged jizz Toby jetted into his mouth, for Toby was at the age when a young man is at the very height of his sexual virility, and his loads of come can be huge if he is sufficiently stimulated. Bryden had some trouble gobbling it all down fast enough, but the load was as quick as it was heavy, less than ten seconds later, the flood was over, and Bryden was able to recover his composure. He continued to work the still-hard pecker to milk out those last juicy dregs that were lurking inside the now-exhausted shaft.
Toby panted and Bryden, his cock throbbing impatiently, pulsed beside him as he gasped. "When you're able," he said with a voice that trembled but with patient words, "please help me finish my own climax for I am very near and I would like to not have to jerk my own pud. If you don't mind that is."
Toby heard this and felt somewhat ashamed. "Sorry, I shot a little early, I guess."
"That's all right, it happens, but if you please... Huhhhh!" Toby had gripped Bryden's prick again and his movements were as vivid and brisk as before. Bryden shuddered with the rapture of being sucked by an eager eighteen-year-old novice who had discovered the joy of sucking another man's cock, and he was writhing under the unmitigating and unending motions of Toby's mouth on his prod.
"Uhhhh, ohhhh, ahhhhh, ohhhh, ahhhhh, uhhhhh, ohhhhhh, uhhhhhh, ohhhhhh!" Bryden gasped as his passion slowly clambered back up to the wonderful summit where orgasm walked free and was ready for any who wanted to capture it and enjoy its company. As he found that elusive but jubilant instant in his life where his passion and stimulation are one, he gave out a long, groaning, guttural wail of his discovery. "AHHHH-AHHHH-AHHHH-AHHHH-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, HAH-HAH-HAH-AH-HAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
What Bryden had lacked in his speed of climax, he made up for in his gyrations, for he spasmed and jerked and twitched and thrust upwards with his hips. Toby rode with it, holding on fast to the cock spraying the most delicious delicacy he had ever tasted into his mouth, and he was swallowing it with a frantic haste. Bryden kept up his body gyrations all the way until he had finished squirting his spunk and all his passions had departed to wherever they go to when they have wreaked their spell on the human body, and he slumped down and was suddenly a limp version of himself, sweaty, panting, breathing huskily, murmuring, "Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man, oh, man!" in an endless litany of repetition as he slowly regained his body's oxygen levels.
Toby crawled around to match Bryden's face with his own and he kissed the soft face like he had desired so much before, and Bryden just let him and it was a moment of intimacy and trust, and hope and an investment in their future.
They talked some more and then Bryden said, "I'm sorry, Toby but I have to go to the lab now, I have to check on my experiments, but if you like, we can meet again in the morning."
"You have more to teach me?" Toby asked.
"You better believe it."
"I'm in room 312," Toby said. "My door will be unlocked."
"I can be there about nine thirty in the morning."
"Great!" Toby agreed.
Toby woke up early and ate as soon as the cafeteria opened, then spent the rest of the morning cleaning up the room as well as himself. Even so, he was ready by eight fifteen in the morning and spent the last forty-five minutes chewing his nails, then ten more minutes getting worried.
When Bryden arrived at ten minutes after nine, Toby practically grabbed him bodily as he walked in the door. "What kept you?" he demanded.
"I'm not that late," Bryden said. "I was talking with Professor.... Mmph!"
Bryden quit talking because Toby had kissed him hard. Toby was again wearing only a pair of briefs, clean ones, not the ones he had on the day before. Bryden had on a full set of clothes and after returning Toby's kisses with all the ardor he could muster at the spur of the moment, he stepped back and began to peel them off. "I was thinking today that you could fuck me," he said to Toby. "We can work up to me fucking your ass if you want, but that can take a while to be comfortable for you. But I'm used to it and a little lubrication is all we'll need."
He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a small bottle of lubricant and tossed it to Toby. "If you'll skin out of those briefs and lube up your prick with a good dose of this, I'll finish undressing and we can get to the porking."
Toby felt nervous all over again. "I never done this before."
"Just stay calm and relax. It's not really different from the oral sex except in how you move. And that's just like when you fuck a woman, only it's a different hole."
"I hope I can get my dick hard," Toby nattered.
Bryden looked down and back up again. "I don't think that'll be a problem. He skinned out of his own underwear and was naked. Do we use your bunk or your roommate's?"
"Mine. Roy's a nutjob about being clean." Toby said.
"Looks like I could bounce a quarter off that bedsheet."
"I'd like to bounce a pole-axe off his head," Toby replied and Bryden laughed.
"Okay, your bunk it is. I'll lie down on your bunk, you climb into my arms and I'll wrap my legs around you. When I do that, just poke your pecker at my pucker."
"Har de har," Toby mock-laughed, and they got into position. Toby missed on the first jab, a little too high, but the second time, he hit the target and to his surprise, Bryden's hands caught hold of his buttocks and pulled him inwards as soon as he had done so. "Mmmmmmmmm!" Bryden moaned as the tug slid Toby's lubed love-log into his bowels.
"Huh-huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Toby panted as he felt the hot lining of the intestinal walls coating his dong. "Oh, God, this is hot, this is so hot!"
"Easy, stud, easy. Take it in slow steps. We want this to last a while." Bryden told him soothingly.
"I'll try," gasped Toby. "I'm just really worked up."
"Take it easy. There is only do, there is no try." Bryden said.
"Oh, great, I'm butt-fucking Yoda," Toby murmured.
"Did that distract you a little?"
"Yeah, I'm now visualizing you as a wrinkled green man with long pointed ears."
"Kind of a weiner-shrinker isn't it? Now, try to move back and forth. Once you get the motion, your desire to come right away should go away."
Toby began to slide his dong back and forth, his pecker slid in all the way to the base pretty quick and he found that depth to help him keep his control. He tried doing shallow thrusts, leaving his cock buried in Bryden and after a while, he didn't even have to do that. He had himself under control and now he could give Bryden the kind of fuck the man deserved for being so patient with him.
Bryden was getting antsy in his movements again, his hands were at Toby's back and he was clinging to Toby a little too tightly, as in his nails were digging into Toby's back, they weren't drawing blood, but they felt damned uncomfortable. He winced and wriggled, but the nails stayed as they were. Moaning, Toby kept on thrusting.
Bryden used the purchase of his legs on Toby's legs to thrust himself up into Toby at every push into his body, and that buried Toby's prong all over again, and this time, the passion returned to him. Not this time, damn it, I'm not coming first this time, you are, Bryden, I want you shaking around like a leaf in the wind when I finish, now hurry up and come! Yeow!
He felt in control of this sexual session, he could and did fuck Bryden hard and fast and he began to hammer-slam the blond-haired Adonis in his arms, and Bryden gasped and his eyes glowed with his passion and his face slowly flushed. Yeah, that was it, that was the ticket, come on and come, damn you, come on and come, come on and come!
"HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-AHHHHHHH, HAH-AHHHHHHH!" Bryden did indeed squirm around like he was trying to fly through the air with Toby locked in by his cock in Bryden's ass, but Toby held him in place as best he could and his own joy was enhanced by this passion-maddened dervish.
"UH-HUH-HUH-HUH-HUH-HUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, HUH- HUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Toby crowed and arced his back as he shot his wad into the sweet bowels of Bryden, whose own passion was beginning to wane, and he pumped his jizz in deep and hard and soon he was pummeling a weak and slack Bryden and he finished, panting hard, and slumped down like a sack of wet cement onto Bryden's body and panted in his arms.
"Oh, man, Toby, that was insanely terrific," Bryden told me. "You are a total wildcat in bed."
"Me a wildcat, you should see what you do when you hit your orgasm, I should stick a saddle on you and sell rides," Toby told him.
"I'm energetic when I come."
"Energetic. More like epileptic," Toby exclaimed. Then he softened his words. "But you are hot as hell when you do that, especially when I'm fucking you that way. You say it'll take time to train me up to be fucked by you? How long?"
"Longer than spring break," Bryden said. "Not that much longer, but a bit longer."
"Oh." Toby's face fell. "Sonya will be back by then, huh?"
"Oh, about her. She broke up with me. Too much fun at spring break."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm not. How about you and me getting an apartment off-campus?"
"I can't afford that!"
"You can if you take a job as my laboratory assistant," Bryden told him. "It'll be work that lasts through the summer. I have funds, as I told you."
"But I'd be working under you?"
"Working under me. Sleeping under me, too, of course. A studio apartment, to save money for both of us."
"Sounds great but I thought I was just a fling while you waited for Sonya to come back, you know, if you're not with the one you love...." Toby stopped talking for Byrden had put his finger over Toby's lips.
"Love the one you're with," Bryden completed. "It says 'love,' not 'have a fling,' you know."
"Oh. Right." Toby kissed his new lover. He couldn't argue with that.
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