Date: Sat, 25 Aug 2012 10:25:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: s s <subanalslut@yahoo.com>
Subject: Doing Research at the Library

Doing Research at the Library

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For those of you who don't know me, my name is Ben, and I recently
graduated from college.  I enjoy looking back into the not-so-distant past
to write about my experiences growing up...

Even though I spent all of my time at school daydreaming about cock, and
fantasizing about cock, and planning the next time I would be able to get
some cock, that doesn't mean I didn't coast through my classes with pretty
much 'straight' A's.  I think most people are left brained for logic and
right brained for creativity, I am left brained for getting through life
and right brained for thinking about sex twenty-four hours a day, seven
days a week.  Sometimes I did have to study or do research for school, but
even then I would try to combine it with hunting for dick.

I remember my final project for my science class when I was fourteen.  I
was supposed to be writing a paper about DNA.  I had done most of my
research online but I wanted to go to the library to put together a
convincing bibliography.  Also, I was planning to go do my 'research' in
the NYU Bobst library, which supposedly had a lot of action going on in the
basement bathroom.  Or so I had read online.  So the plan was to go to the
library, do a little research on DNA, then see if I could collect some for
myself.  So I told my parents I was on my way to the library after school
to work on my science final, and that I would be home for dinner.

The library was pretty quiet -- most of the students were gone for the
summer, and the guard didn't even bother to check my ID.  I must have
looked pretty innocuous -- all five foot five, a hundred and five pounds of
me in my jeans and teeshirt, carrying my backpack.  I made my way down into
the stacks in the basement to do some token work on my paper.  Before long
I had collected enough sources for a convincing bibliography, and some
footnotes as well.  Then I was really ready to get down to business and
bone up on another subject.

The men's restroom in the basement was tucked away in a quiet corner.  The
door creaked when I walked in, and I could feel the sexual buzz in the air.
There were two guys standing next to each other at the urinals, that seemed
to be looking deliberately uninterested in actually pissing.  I walked
right up to the third urinal next to them and unbuttoned my jeans.  My dick
wasn't exactly soft when I pulled it out of my briefs, either, and it
twitched and hardened as I pulled on it, feeling the gaze of the guy next
to me.  When I looked over at him, his dick was totally hard, and he was
slowly stroking it.  I looked up into his eyes and smiled.

He looked like he was about forty, with graying hair and crinkled at the
corners of his brown eyes, but I barely had a chance to look at him before
he stepped back from the urinal without saying a word, holding his cock
around the base and waving it at me.
 I didn't need more of an invitation than that!  I could feel the other man
watching intently as I shucked off my backpack and dropped to my knees on
the slightly sticky tile floor.  I did get a good look at his cock as he
moved it closer to my mouth.  It was well proportioned, probably about
seven inches long, ending in a dense patch of dark pubes.
 A bead of precum had formed at the tip, and I stuck my tongue out to taste
it.

The guy at the other urinal, who was a younger blonde, came over to stand
next to the older guy.  As I sucked the first guy's cock into my mouth, his
friend slapped his cock gently against my face.  I wrapped my hand around
the base, feeling the hot, loose skin that covered his balls.  I thought I
was in heaven, sucking one cock while I stroked the other one.  After a few
minutes, the older guy pulled back a little and let his friend take over
his position in my mouth.
 The second guys cock was not quite as long, but the shaft was thicker, and
he was uncut.  I had to open my mouth wider to accommodate his dick as he
pushed my head down on it.  The head kept hitting the back of my throat
because of the length, which made me gag a little but certainly didn't keep
me from sucking cock like my life depended on it.

"He's an eager little cocksucker, isn't he?" the older one said.  His
friend just grunted and kept thrusting his cock towards the back of my
throat.

They switched places again, the longer, spit-lubed cock sliding immediately
into my throat as the man I was sucking bottomed out.  The guy who was
watching grabbed a handful of my blonde hair and held my head in place, my
lips and nose pressed into the pubes of the guy I was sucking, and his
balls pushed up against my chin as his friend forced my head down.

"Shit yeah, this little guys an expert, too!" he exclaimed as he began to
fuck my throat.

It took all my concentration to keep from gagging while I jacked off the
other guy's dick -- like trying to rub your stomach and pat your head at
the same time!

"Shit, I gotta cum!
 Let me bust in his mouth!" the younger guy said.  His friend released his
grip on my head and I switched back to his cock.

As I was sucking him, the older guy was smacking his cock against my face,
smearing me with my own spit.
 With his cock pounding against the back of my throat, it didn't take long
for the guy I was sucking to cum.  I could tell he was on the edge because
he started thrusting his cock into my mouth faster and faster, and I could
feel his cock swelling even thicker.

"Here it comes!
 Don't spill a drop!" he muttered as I felt his whole body tense up.
 I could feel his cock pulsing in my mouth as he fed me his load.
 The head of his cock was pressed up to the back of my throat, and I just
kept swallowing it as he shot straight down into my belly.

He wiped his cock on my face and then tucked it back into his jeans,
zipping up as he left the restroom and I switched my attention back to the
older guy's cock.  Just as I was getting into the rhythm of sucking him
again, we heard the door squeak as it opened, and I had to stand up and
pretend to be pissing.  It did give me a chance to let me hard-on out of my
jeans though.  Just as the man who had interrupted us was leaving, an older
guy dressed in a janitor's uniform came in.  I kept pretending to use the
urinal until the guy I had been sucking started to talk to him.

"Hey Rod!  You came down here to clean at the right time, as always.  We
got some fresh meat."

"I can sure see that.
 Fresh is an understatement, isn't it? How old is he?" the janitor asked.

"You know, I didn't ask.  He was too eager to get my dick in his mouth, and
I didn't want to interrupt."

Rod the janitor laughed.

"Come on back here." he said to me, motioning towards the handicapped stall
down at the end of the row.  He set up a 'Caution: Wet Floor' sign in front
of the stall door, then motioned us through.  He then followed us into the
stall, which was still nice and spacious, even with three people in it.  I
got down on my knees again and got back to work on the cock I had been
sucking, while Rod opened up his green uniform pants and pulled his out. I
was too occupied with the blowjob I was giving to get a good look at his
cock, but it did look like a real piece of meat!  I could hardly wait!

I was sucking for all I was worth, letting the guy push my head down so
that his cock was buried in my throat.  With Rod watching and jerking his
hefty cock, I could tell that I was going to get another creamy load of cum
in my mouth soon!

My eyes were watering but I kept stuffing my face with his cock, trying to
make him cum.  Before long I could feel his cock swelling in my mouth as I
sensed that he was close.
 All of a sudden he pulled my head back off of his dick and held me in
place with one hand as he jerked his cock with the other.

"Open wide, slut!"  he told me as I felt the first spurt of his cum spray
across my face.  I twisted my head, trying to catch the next squirt in my
mouth.  I got some of it, and could feel the rest of it running down my
chin.  The third and fourth spurts also kinda went in my mouth, but by the
time he was done shooting my face felt like it was covered in his cum.  He
wiped his cock along my cheek, then let me suck the residual cum off the
shaft before zipping it back into his jeans and leaving, telling Rod to
"Enjoy this kid, he was born to suck!"

Rod was latino, probably in his late fifties, definitely over two hundred
pounds.  And his cock didn't help him any on the scales -- it was long,
thick, and looked like it weighed as much as my arm!  I saw that his
uniform shirt had 'Rodriguez' embroidered on the chest, but I'm guessing
they called him Rod because of his massive cock.

He sat down on the toilet and spread his legs, waving his cock at me as I
crawled up to worship it.
 I leaned my elbows against the stiff green fabric of his work pants and
wrapped my hands around the base of his cock, feeling the girth and
admiring the long foreskin that covered the thick, knobby head.  When I
drew the skin back with my hands, his cockhead glistened in the fluorescent
light.
 I couldn't wait any longer to taste it!

I opened my mouth wide and wrapped my lips around his cockhead, feeling the
tightness on my skin where the sperm coating my face was drying.  Rod's
cock felt like it was made for me to suck, even though my jaws were pretty
much stretched as wide as they would go.  I ran my tongue around his
cockhead, then slowly started to suck him deeper.  I swear I could feel
every vein in the shaft of his cock as it slid between my lips, slowly but
surely invading my mouth and forcing it's way down my throat.

I kept my hands wrapped around the base, stroking it as I tried to open up
my throat to accommodate all of his slab of meat!  My spit was dripping
down the shaft, so I lubed up the rest of his cock with that as I jacked
it.  Before long he must have decided that my warm-up was over, cause
without a word he grabbed my ears with both hands and started to force my
head down, mercilessly showing the rest of his cock into my mouth so the
head was buried in my throat.  My eyes watered as my nose pressed into his
pubes and my throat stretched around his thick cockhead.  I felt like
gagging, but couldn't even do that with his cock so deep in my throat.

After holding me down on his cock until I felt like I was gonna run out of
air, Rod let me back up just enough to catch my breath, keeping the tip of
his cock lodged firmly between my lips.  He ruffled my hair gently while I
gasped and choked, then took a handful and used it as a grip to force his
cock back into my throat.  He kept at it, burying his dick as deep as he
could and keeping it there for a good long time until I felt like I must
have been turning blue, then giving me just enough space to breathe and
cough before going balls deep again. His dick was slimy with my spit, and
bubbles formed a the corners of my mouth when I tried to breathe around it.

I could tell he liked it when I gagged and sputtered around his cock, cause
it seemed to get harder every time.  Even though it was such a big cock, it
still got super hard.
 It was almost like getting skullfucked by a baseball bat!  My jaw was
beginning to ache from being forced open for so long when he finally shot
his load.

He started to shoot while I was trying to catch my breath with my mouth
full of his cock, so the first spurt of cum shot straight against the back
of my throat and really made me cough!  It was all I could do not to spew
his cum all over as he pumped my mouth full!  He didn't let up his grip on
my hair until the last drop of cum was emptied into my mouth, but by that
point it was dribbling out of the corners of my lips and down my chin.

When he finally pulled his softening but still thick dick out of my mouth,
I opened wide and showed him what a giant mouthful of cum he had fed me
before I swallowed it all.
 Then I went back to his dick and licked the rest of the cum off of it.
 When I finally had a chance to look up from his crotch, I saw there was a
man peering over the wall of the stall next to ours.  He must have been
standing on the toilet, but I bet the show we had given him made it worth
it!

As Rod stood and zipped up his pants, the watcher's head dropped out of
sight, and he walked right into the handicap stall as soon as Rod left,
leaving the sign set up in front of the door.  My jaw was sore, my throat
felt raw, and even my lips felt swollen after worshiping Rod's monster
cock, but still I wanted more.  I didn't even hesitate when the new guy
unzipped his pants, just slid over to him on my knees and got to work.
It's a good thing his cock wasn't as big as Rod's, or else I might not have
been able to take it!

I think he had dark hair and glasses, but I honestly didn't even take the
time to really look at his face, I was too focused on his cock.  It was a
nice cock, too, probably about seven inches.  But after Rod's cock it felt
like child's play.  He was already hard as steel and dripping precum, and
his cock slid right into my throat without a pause.  He had dropped his
pants and boxers down to around his thighs, and I ran my hands across his
hairy legs as I sucked.

It was like being possessed -- all I cared about was getting his cum in my
mouth!  He was all business, too.  He kept up a steady pace fucking my
throat, without any pause or interruption.  I cupped his big, hairy balls
in my hands, and I could feel how close we has to shooting his load by how
tightly they were drawn up to his body.  I prepared myself to swallow.

In the end I barely had to swallow at all because he just pushed his cock
as far down my throat as he could and shot right down my gullet, pumping my
tummy full of sperm.  I milked the last few drops out of him as he pulled
out, so at least I got a taste.

After he left I was exhausted, but my cock was still sticking out of my
jeans and demanding some attention, so I sat down on the toilet and started
to Jack myself off, feeling the cum streaking my face and filling my
stomach.  As I was jerking myself off, someone else came in to the restroom
and went into the stall next to mine.
 At first I thought it was just some guy who had come in to use the
bathroom, but then I heard the muffled sounds of a blowjob, and when I
peeked under the partition, I saw two sets of feet.

I stood up and pulled my pants up, and when went around they hadn't closed
the door all the way.
 They both looked like college students, which made sense in a college
library.  The one sitting on the toilet, sucking, was a blonde like me, and
he was leaning forward, busy working on the dick of the black guy who stood
next to him.  The black guy saw me out of the corner of his eye and
motioned for me to come into the stall.

I walked in and got back on my knees between the blonde's legs.  I pulled
his basketball shorts down, releasing his hard cock.  He wasn't wearing any
underwear, so when I pulled down his shorts and he spread his legs for me I
had easy access to his dick, which I wasted no time wrapping my lips
around.  I lapped at his cock and smooth balls with my tongue, tasting the
sweat from his body and getting him all sloppy with my spit.

It was such a turn-on to look up and see him slobbering all over the big
dick of the black guy.  He was just as good a cocksucker as I was, taking a
throat pounding from the guy's thick meat with no problem.  I was doing the
same to his cock too, of course, bobbing my head like I was desperate for
his load.  Which I was. I couldn't wait to add more cum to what was already
sloshing around in my stomach.

I had one hand fondling his balls, which were slick with my spit, and I was
jerking off furiously with the other hand.  I had had such a wild afternoon
that I couldn't wait to cum, and I wanted to do it with a cock in my mouth!

That restroom stall was full of slurping, sucking, lip-smacking noises.  It
was so hot, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold off much longer.  I groaned
around the blonde guys dick as my muscles tightened and I shot my load all
over the floor between his legs.  I didn't let that break the rhythm of my
head bobbing on that cock, though. I could tell he was getting close to
shooting his load, too, and I wanted it bad.  When he started bucking his
hips and moaning around the cock he was sucking, the black guy looked down
at me and told me, "Keep his load in your mouth.  Do. Not. Swallow. Until I
tell you to!  And that goes for you, too!" he told his buddy.

I looked up at him and nodded as well as I could with my lips wrapped
around blondie's dick.  It wasn't long before he was coating my tongue with
his thick, hot load.  I tried to keep as much of it in my mouth as I could
without wasting a drop.
 Soon the black guy started really fucking the blonde's throat hard.
 I could see the outline of the cock pushing down his throat with each
powerful thrust.

Then he pulled the blonde's head back so he was just holding the cockhead
in his mouth, an I could tell from the way he was gritting his teeth that
blondie was getting a nice mouthful of cum.  I was so jealous!  But not for
long.

After he had emptied his balls, the black guy motioned for me to stand
up. "Now you two cocksuckers swap that cum.  And don't let me see you waste
any!"

The blonde guy pulled me head in towards his and kissed me on the lips,
opening his mouth and thrusting his cum covered tongue against mine.  I
could taste the sperm flowing back and forth between our mouths until I
heard the black guys voice telling us we could swallow our reward.  Even
though I had just cum, my cock jumped in my pants as the cum slid down my
sore, abused throat and into my stomach.

I had a hard time cleaning the crusted cum off of my face before leaving
the restroom, and I had to buy a pack of gum on my way home so my parents
wouldn't smell the cum on my breath.

When I got home and they asked me how my research had gone at the library,
I told them the truth: it was very productive, but I still had a lot to
digest.