Date: Sat, 13 Apr 2002 19:15:03 EDT
From: Indiana1976@aol.com
Subject: Creaming His Shorts

     In between classes I usually go to the campus library to study.  It's
fairly quiet up on the third floor and I don't usually see anyone except for
the occasional person walk through or just another student pass by, but today
would be different.  I noticed someone over at the bookshelves just behind
me.  He appeared to be looking for a particular book, but he kept glancing my
direction.  I guessed him to be about 20-21, he had a nice build with dark
hair and a neatly trimmed goatee that seemed to fit his face just perfectly.
As I was eyeing him up, he began to walk my direction.  He sat down at the
study cubicle right next to mine even though there were empty ones all
around.  I then knew something was about to go down.
     The guy casually reached over and put his hand on my leg and slowly
worked toward my crotch.  He said he wasn't gay but was just into hand jobs.
Nobody knows how to truly work a cock unless you got one of your own he
reasoned.  With that, I reached over and felt his hardening prick through his
cargo khaki shorts.  I could tell it was already pointing straight up along
his chest.  He then unzipped my jeans and I saw my precum starting to form a
wet spot on the front of my gray boxer briefs.  He pulled down my waistband
exposing my now rock hard cock.  I felt his warm hands on my meat and he
began to lightly caress my shaft.  He slowly worked up to a good pace,
stroking slow then fast.  He paid special attention to that sensitive spot on
the underside of my dick.  He fondled my hairy balls and I felt them slowly
draw towards my body as I closed my eyes in ecstasy.  He ran his hands
through my pubes and under my shirt all over my smooth chest.  I put my hand
on his knee and began to run my fingers through the hair on his legs.  I
quickly got that familiar feeling inside me and felt my cum begin to work its
way up my hard shaft. My man juice began to shoot, it came in several strong
spurts as overwhelming pleasure flowed through my body.  Cum landed on my
shirt and jeans and dribbled down my cock all over his hand.  The ejaculation
lasted for what seemed like several minutes.
     As my orgasm subsided, I reached over for his dick, putting my hand up
the leg of his shorts.  I felt a loose pair of boxers, a soft cotton
material.  I started to undo his zipper with my other hand when he said he'd
really get off if he could cream in his shorts.  Not a problem I thought as I
continued to feel him up.  I felt a full bush of man hair and his large
almost smooth balls nestled under his cock.  He felt similar in size to me,
about 6 inches or so.  I felt the warmth of his crotch and the dampness of
his cockhead and realized he was leaking precum like crazy.  It gave me a
nice lube as I began to stroke that dick which rapidly swelled to full size.
I played with his smooth nut sac as he let out a soft moan.  He was getting
close.  I fingered his swollen cock, lightly touching the rim of his mushroom
head.  I increased my grip while feeling his firm chest with my other hand.
Reaching under his t-shirt, I felt a light covering of hair and I gently
caressed his hard nipples.  I felt him tense up and his engorged prick
pulsated in my hand as cum spewed forth in several strong spurts.  He leaned
his head back as the orgasm overtook him.  I felt the warmth and stickiness
of his jizz as it worked through my fingers around his shaft and down into
his bush.  A large wet spot quickly formed on the outside of his shorts as
his cum soaked through his boxers.  I felt his cock begin to go limp as I
rubbed the slimy load around it.  I brought my hand out from under his shorts
to find his slick mess all over my fingers.  I brought it to my nose taking
in that scent of freshly shot sperm.  The air reeked of cum and man sex.
     There we sat both covered in our juices.  We were quickly brought back
to reality, thinking it might be hard leaving the library soaked in cum.