Date: Sat, 3 Dec 2011 12:21:57 -0000
From: Jay M <storiesormore@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: College Chris Part 7 (Gay Male - College)

The story involves two consenting adults aged 18+. Furthermore, this
story is only suitable for those aged 18+, please do not continue reading
if this illegal in your state/country.

All work within this story is written by myself, Jay M, and I thus hold
copyright.

**This story takes place before Chris meets Jack again**

It was rare I met anyone as hairy as me, especially in the chest region,
but glancing up from my seat I saw a young guy who almost put me to
shame. He wore a low cut v-neck t-shirt that showed off his thick red chest
hair extremely well, and when he stretched up to open his locker, an equal
amount of hair covered his stomach, trailing down through his shorts. He
was with one other guy, not nearly as hairy and not at all built like the
red haired guy. He looked my way and I nodded at him, not worried that he
might think I was checking him out for it was common in gyms for guys to
pay attention to the builds of the guys around them.

As it was the college gym, I was surprised I didn't recognise either of the
guys as students, and assumed they were either foundation students or
didn't attend this college, it sort of made coming to such a communal gym
easier when I met strangers. I had no worries about attempting to get the
perfect body, or even that much muscle at all, but it was nice to keep my
chest and arms at a reasonable thickness, it seemed to impress a specific
student at least.

I'd been at the gym for a good half an hour, and worked out reasonably
well, but now I had taken my vest off and was taking a small break; I
noticed the hot guy's gaze linger on my chest and stomach for a little
longer than I would have expected, but put it down to curiosity. That was
until he licked his lips.

His friend had wandered off to the showers, probably to rinse before
entering the pool, but he himself was slowly undressing in the changing
room. He started with his shirt, pulling it over his head and throwing it
in the locker. Next came his boots, I hadn't noticed before, but he was
actually wearing sports shorts and football, or possibly rugby boots, with
knee length black socks that clung to his thick legs. He pulled them both
off and placed them on top of the locker, stretching his hot body as he did
so. Now that I could see him without his t-shirt, it was evident how much
hair he had, and his chest sort of mirrored mine, in the sense that it was
quite well defined, and had the same large, pink nipples, surrounded by a
sea of, in his case, striking ginger hair. I involuntarily licked my lips,
and noticed my hand had rested itself on my upper thigh, almost touching my
big, cum filled balls.

I wasn't sure of his intentions for the gym, and wasn't sure what to
expect, but all of that was forgotten when he started removing his shorts.

He slowly pulled the waistband down, revealing the top of a very muscular,
very hairy ass. I felt a moment of confusion, there was a second waistband,
but as his shorts dropped lower, the rest of his perfectly formed ass was
revealed. A tight, black and red jockstrap hugged his ass cheeks, pushing
them out, and almost clenching them in the middle, forcing his incredible
hair to protrude from deeper in his ass. He bent over to remove his shorts
and I let out an audible gasp as his ass was pushed into the air, spreading
the cheeks and revealing a near forest of thick hair.

He turned, aware of my gasp, and smiled. Not to show any embarrassment, I
smiled back, surprising him apparently, as he turned around to finish
putting his clothing in his locker.

I stood up, my obvious hard and now throbbing cock pushing against my own
shorts. I slowly paced over to him.

"Nice... show." I began, placing one hand on the locker to his left and
leaning into his right ear.

He jumped a little, but replied, calmly.

"Good. Wasn't sure if you were... interested." He replied.

"Interested?" I questioned, placing my right hand on his stomach, "Oh, I'm
definitely interested."

I grabbed his hand and pulled him with me and we walked out of the back of
the changing rooms.

I waited behind the opening to the shower, checked the room for people, and
then quickly pulled him through it. I was leading him to the section under
refurbishment. I pushed him in the foreman's room, and slammed the door
shut behind me. It was a messy room, no more than 4 metres wide and only
containing a tall rack of shelves and a small stool.

"Chris."

"Rob."

With the necessary details out of the way, our lips hastily met, and my
hands were instantly holding onto his amazingly hairy ass. I squeezed his
ass cheeks, feeling the hot flesh between my fingers as my tongue invaded
his mouth. His fingers gently brushed my asshole, and despite the hunger
inside me for a cock to fill what seemed like an eternally empty hole, I
was desperate to plunge my dick inside the amazing ass in my hands. I broke
the kiss and pushed his shoulders down, hinting that I wanted his mouth to
pleasure my cock. He grinned, licking his lips and moved down to my waist,
pushing my clothes under my heavy balls. Not wasting any time, his mouth
instantly descended on my cock, swallowing it in one go. I gasped, amazed
at how someone could take such a large cock in their mouth with such
ease. He looked up at me, his mouth wrapped around my cock, and began
sliding up and down, causing me to lightly moan every time the head of my
penis hit his throat.

I grabbed his head and started pushing him further down my cock until I
felt his nose press into my body. He contracted his throat around me, and I
let my hand go, letting him withdraw my cock from his mouth.

"If I didn't want to fuck you and cum so badly I'd make this last so much
longer." I said, racing to pull my shorts and briefs off.

As soon as I had done so, my cock sprung out and sent a string of pre cum
flying over Rob's face, I pulled him up and licked it off, before
instructing him to bend over the desk. I spat on my hand, applying it to
Rob's hairy arse, pushing my fingers in his hole. He moaned loudly with the
invasion of his tight hole, but pushed back regardless, allowing me further
access.

I was too horny to care about preparing his ass, and pulled my fingers out,
much to Rob's apparent displeasure. I spat on to my hand again, this time
lathering my cock. I smeared the remaining spit over his hole, and
positioned my cock at the entrance of his asshole.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Mhm" He moaned in reply.

I pushed forward with my thick piece of meat, stretching his hole around
the swollen head of my cock. He groaned as my head slid deeper into his
ass. I pushed forward again, this time forcing the rest of my cock into his
ass. He moaned loudly as I slammed the rest of it into his hungry hole. I
sighed as my cock slid into the ginger mass of hair. It was a sight to
behold as my dark hair met his fiery red hair that covered his perfect ass,
and our balls touched each other. The loose skin of which seemed to stick
to each other while I rested my cock in his future cum dump.

He seemed to have adjusted to the size of my large dick in his hole, so I
moved backwards and left just the head in, before slamming it back in with
force.

"Oh fuck yeah!" He shouted, pushing his ass back onto my cock.

I withdrew again and rammed it back in, picking up a strong but slow
rhythm. Moans filled the room as I continued to pound his ass. The sound of
flesh slapping together soon accompanied the moans. I was using all my
strength to truly plough his ass as hard as I could, and the desk that held
him shook with every thrust. I continue slamming into his ass, but leant
over his body so that my stomach and his back touched, allowing a greater
sense of intimacy. His hand found mine, and gripped onto it. The energy and
power of my thrusts into his tight ass, and his absolute willingness to
take it made the whole situation almost romantic. I kissed his shoulder and
continued the assault on his ass, also gripping his hand. Our breathing was
heavy and I could see the sweat beginning to form on his back.  I too was
sweating insanely with the power of my fucking that had heated the room.



I knew I could cum easily, and wanted to try something before I did.

I pulled out of his ass, resulting in a sigh from both of us, he turned
around, inquisitively.

"Come here." I said.

He stood up to face me. I kissed him once, passionately.

"Jump up, put your legs around me."

He did so, our muscular arms clung to one another, and his thick hairy legs
wrapped around my waist, impaling himself on me as my thick cock sunk into
his ass.

We both groaned with the pleasure. He started to bounce up and down on my
dick, his muscles straining as he fucked himself. Our mouths met once
again, our tongues twisting and our lips a frenzy as I began fucking him
for myself, My dick slammed into his ass with incredible force and his loud
moans indicated that I was slamming his prostate each time.

"Oh fuck!" He exclaimed, as I felt his ass tighten around my cock.

The final pressure was too much, and I began shooting my thick cum in his
hot ass, while he simultaneously shot several loads of white cum all over
his hairy stomach and chest, without the aid of anything but my meaty cocky
ploughing his now used fuckhole. I pulled my dick out of his loose ass, and
laid him on the floor. I knelt down and licked the cum off his chest,
slowly circling his nipples with my tongue, before descending and cleaning
the rest of his body.

I finished off by gently sucking his deflating cock, savouring the taste of
his hot juices. He moaned a little, seemingly appreciative of my gestures,
and pulled my body on top of his.

We made out for a while, time not an issue for either of us as we enjoyed
each other's mouths and bodies. He broke the kiss, staring up into my eyes.

"Busy tomorrow?" He asked.

"I don't think I am, what could you possibly have in mind?" I replied with
a grin.

"I just don't know, but if you want to, my place is free."

"Sounds interesting." Despite my constant hunger for cock and cum, I was
surprised at how much I'd wanted sex these past two months. I felt a little
guilty for fucking around with another guy when things with me and Jack
were feeling closer, but we both knew my cravings.



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