Date: Wed, 27 Jun 2012 21:00:45 -0500
From: Adam <whit0785@gmail.com>
Subject: Eric in England

At the start of my sophomore year in college, I knew the major I picked was
not what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. While I knew I was happy,
I was still not sure what I truly wanted to do. While walking down the
corridor that led to the bookstore, I noticed a poster hanging on the wall.
Covered in images of England it peaked my interest.

The interview and selection process for the program lasted 2 months. It was
a nerve wracking process, because with each set of the interviews the group
was growing smaller. Finally, after the 2 months, I received an email
notifying me I had been selected for the program.

After gathering our luggage, the 50 of us that were selected for the
program gathered in the pick-up area of the airport, waiting for our coach
bus. We loaded up quickly, as we had an hour long coach ride to Birmingham.

Settling into my seat on the coach watching my fellow students load onto
the bus. After several minutes I noticed a tall, blond, muscle bound beauty
board the bus. Making his way down the aisle, he stopped next to me, "Mind
if I sit here?" he asked. Breaking myself out of my trance, I nodded,
"Sure." Gracefully he slid down into the seat next to me. The minute he sat
down, I could feel the heat radiating from his body. Turning toward me he
thrusts out a hand, "I'm Eric." Taking his hand I introduce myself, "Mikey,
nice to meet you Eric."

We made small talk as the bus cruised down the interstate. I learned that
Eric was from a small farming town, and worked hard on the farm during his
time off school. All the while, I couldn't help but be drawn in by the deep
bass of his voice. Which came as a shock to me given his boyish, yet
chiseled, good looks. This man next to me made me nervous, just the sound
of his voice was making my whole body tingle, addint that to the heat
radiating from him I was in lust.

The quick, easy conversation made the bus trip pass quickly. Soon we were
turning down a winding drive, leading up to what appeared to be a
castle. From a distance the building was imposing, but as we drew closer
the building was immense. Looping around the drive, the coach came to a
stop outside the front doors. A slight, middle aged man stepped out the
door and greeted us, advising of the process for room check-in. We were to
be living in this beautiful building for the year. Each student was meant
to have their own living space, however, there would be two students who
were randomly selected to share one of the larger rooms of the manor.

We queued up to get our check-in completed, Eric and I stepping into line
together. However, before the line began moving the man called out, "Would
Michael Witt and Eric Bloom please come up to the registration table?" Eric
and I looked at each other, slightly nervous, and stepped out of line
moving toward where the man stood.

Handing us our keys the man said, "You two have been selected to share room
A201. Here are your keys. I should mention that the room is somewhat away
from the others, as it is in the front of the house and the others are in
the east and west wings. That won't be a problem will it?" Eric and I
looked at each other and shook our heads. Stepping away from the table, we
gathered our bags and moved in through the main entrance. As we walked in
the door, the true beauty of this manor house was revealed. Directly in
front of us was a grand, sweeping staircase, to the right was a large
library, and to the left was what appeared to be a dining hall. There were
signs posted indicating the direction of various rooms and wings. As we
walked further in we saw a sign with our room number, the only room number
on it, pointing up the stairs.

As we began climbing the stairs Eric said, "What are the odds that we would
sit together on the bus, and then be the only 2 selected to share a room?"
I looked at him and smiled, "I am pretty the odds are pretty slim, but it's
alright with me." Eric looked back at me and winked, "Me too Mike."

The room we were assigned was truly remarkable. It was a large room with
enough space to have a couch, two desks, two armoires, a bathroom, and two
beds. Walking over to the window, we had a view of the gardens that graced
the grounds. I felt someone walk up behind me and heard the deep,
resonating voice of Eric, "Looks like we lucked out buddy. Great view,
great room, great roommate." I turned my head and realized that he was much
closer than I thought, my face planted into his chest. Chuckling he said,
"Up here Mike." I looked up, I am not sure how I didn't realize it before,
but Eric towered over me. Being 5'9" I have never really been a tall man,
but with Eric standing at 6'4" I felt like a runt.

After unpacking our suitcases and putting our clothes away Eric says, "Well
Mike, traveling all night and all day makes me feel like a grease ball. I
am going to jump in the shower." I just simply nodded and agreed, stating I
felt the same. Turning back to my things I pulled out a towel and began
rummaging through my bag to find my toiletry bag. As I turned around, I
gasped audibly. The sight before me was Eric, sliding a jockstrap down his
legs. The hair covering his ass was tantalizing. I couldn't breathe for a
minute and was lost in the site before me.

Breaking me from my gaze was the sound of a clearing throat. "Earth to
Mike." Eric said, waving a hand in front of me. "What planet did you just
go to buddy, you were lost for a second there." he said chuckling. I
blushed a deep shade of red and just said, "I must be more tired that I
thought. I think I fell asleep with my eyes open." The only response to my
explanation was a wink. I sat there in a daze, hearing the water turn on
and the sound of Eric humming in the shower. His rich, full sounding voice,
vibrating off the walls.

In the shower no more than 10 minutes, I hear the water cut off but the
humming continue. Still sitting on my bed, Eric walks out of the bathroom
drying his hair. I gasped again after seeing the massive meat between his
legs. It had to be about 7inches soft and as thick as a can of red bull,
and it was soft. This time my trance was broken when my view of his cock
was obstructed by the towel being used to dry his balls. Looking up, I made
eye contact with Eric and again the heat of embarrassment coursed through
my face. Eric just grinned and said, "Sorry Mike, I grew up on a farm,
between my brothers and the guys that worked for my dad, being naked around
guys was never an issue. It's not a problem is it." I squeaked out my
response, shaking my head no.

I stood up and began to undress getting ready for the shower. Turning my
back to him, praying he didn't see my throbbing hard-on. I wrapped my towel
around my waist and quickly walked to the bathroom. Stepping into the
shower, I let the hot water cascade down my body. As I soaped up, my hand
brushed down my cock and sent a shiver through my body. I gave in to the
desire and gripped my cock, stroking it with a slight moan. I was getting
lost in my feelings and could feel the pressure rising in my
balls. Reaching behind me I slid my hand down the crack of my ass until my
finger came in contact with my tight hole. My finger broke through the
tight entrance and slid into my ass. As my body accepted my finger, I felt
myself fire my load. Shooting all over the wall of the shower, I groaned.

Moving the showerhead to rinse the wall, there was a soft knock at the
door. Eric's voice floated in over the drone of the water, "You ok in there
Mike, you didn't wash down the drain did ya?" I could hear the deep chuckle
that followed. I said, "Just about finished." I could feel the heat burn
across my chest and face, knowing that I was caught.

Stepping out of the shower, I dried off in the bathroom. Once dry I
realized that I hadn't brought clean clothes into the bathroom with
me. Walking out into the room with a towel around my waist, Eric looked
over and his eyes traveled up and down my body. He blushed slightly when
our eyes met and said, "Damn Mike, you've got a tight little body." I
laughed nervously, saying, "It's nothing like yours Eric." It wasn't until
that moment that I realized that Eric was standing there in just his boxer
briefs. The bulge in his crotch was obscenely showing his incredible
manhood.

Turning toward my bed, I bent to get my underwear I set out before my
shower. As I reached for them my towel slid off my hips. Deciding that I
was not going to be the shy one, I continued to reach for my underwear
despite my nakedness. I heard a groan from behind me, and looked over my
shoulder. For the briefest of seconds Eric's eyes were glued to my
ass. Throwing caution to the wind, I bent a little further than necessary
and could feel the air hit my tight puckered hole. I heard, "Fuck" almost
as a whisper from across the room. Finally grabbing my boxer briefs, I step
into them and again flash my tight hole, before pulling them up.  Turning
around I look at Eric and take note of the fact his cock is showing much
fuller than before. Eric's eyes travel up my stomach, to my chest and then
our eyes meet. We stand there for a minute, staring into each others
eyes. Eric begins to blush and finally he says, "What are we going to do
for the rest of the afternoon? Do you want to go into the city?" With a
shrug, I agree, and we dressed for the trip.

As we made our way down the drive that led into the manor, Eric's hand
brushed mine several times. Eric turned his head my way and said, "Keep
trying to hold my hand, and I might get the wrong idea." I was completely
taken aback, unsure of what to say. No sooner had he said it his hand
grabbed mine and our fingers interlocked. Looking at our connected hand and
then up at his face I said, "You keep holding my hand and I might get the
wrong idea." He winks and says, "Maybe it's not wrong at all Mike."

We stepped up to the bus stop and only after we reached the stop did Eric
let go of my hand. We didn't have to wait long before the bus arrived. We
boarded the bus and moved toward the back on the bottom level. Sitting
down, Eric's hand rested on my thigh. I moved my hand over to his leg,
however, I didn't realize that he was sitting as low as he was. As I slid
my hand over I realized my hand was much higher than expected. Sliding
across his hip bone, where his leg met his thigh. Instead of pulling my
hand away, I simply ran my hand down onto his leg.

After an afternoon full of shopping we each had picked up mobile phones,
school bags, and some clothes. The sun was beginning to set, as we made our
way back to the bus. Again, the wait for the bus was short. Sitting on the
bus with our bags in our laps, I felt Eric's hand slide over and pull my
hand toward him. Leaning close to me, he took my ear between his teeth and
huskily whispered, "Mike, I want you to feel what today has done to me." As
he said that my hand slid over what was obviously his erection. Closing my
hand around it I stroked up and down it's length. With his forehead pressed
to the side of my head and asks, "You like that Mike, you want that?" I
sighed out a yes, barely audible.

It was dark by the time we reached our stop. I was still thankful for the
bags we were carrying, because of us were tenting our pants. Just out of
sight of the road, Eric pulled me against his body, pressing his lips
against mine. His tongue forced its way into my mouth. We were kissing each
other hungrily. Grabbing my hand Eric practically sprinted up to the manor
house. Bursting through the door to our room he grabbed our bags and tossed
them on the floor and pressed me to the wall. We devoured each others
mouths, our tongues fighting for dominance.

Within minutes our clothes were heaped on the floor by the door and we had
fallen to the closest bed. Laying on top of this big, buff, blond stud I
was in heaven. The heat I felt earlier in the day was ever present. Pulling
back from our passionate kissing, I began to kiss my way down Eric's hair
covered body. Stopping at his nipples to nibble, then moving lower. If I
thought his cock was impressive soft, it was amazing hard. Taking the head
into my mouth Eric let out a deep, rumbling groan. Continuing down the
shaft until I couldn't accommodate anymore, I knew I had to have at least 8
inches in my mouth. Looking up and locking eyes with this Scandinavian god,
he gently pushed me off his cock.

Pulling me up and spinning me at the same time I was soon straddling Eric's
face. Taking his cock back in my mouth, I felt my cheeks being pulled
apart. Knowing what was coming I braced myself for the shock of the initial
feeling. I was glad I did, as his tongue made contact with my tight hole my
body exploded with feeling. Every nerve ending was on high alert. Bucking
back into his tongue I began to fuck myself on it. Sensing my increased
desire and the continued relaxation of my ass, I felt one of Eric's fingers
begin to caress me. His finger began to play with my ass, working inside
me.

After several minutes and several fingers, Eric pulled me up and turned so
we were face to face. Pecking my lips he says, "Are you ready Mike?" I bit
my lip and nodded. Raising up on my knees, I gripped his cock and guided
him to my tight ass. Staring into his eyes, I began to lower myself onto
his amazing cock. Feeling the head break through, I grabbed Eric's
shoulders and yelled out. Eric said, "It's ok baby, take it slow." The
feeling was an amazing combination of pleasure and pain.

Once the pain had passed, I started moving up and down, riding his cock
hard. Our fingers, interlaced, and we were both moaning loudly. Eric
grabbed my hips and began thrusting up into me faster. Gripping my hips
harder Eric rolled us together. I was now under him on the bed, my legs
wrapped tightly around his waist. Gripping him tightly, Eric began
thrusting hard into me. The bed was creaking and groaning under our
weight. The feeling of Eric's sweat dripping on my already sweat covered
body only heightened the sensations. Sinking all the way into my ass, he
collapsed on top of me, letting out an animalistic howl as I felt load
after load fire inside me. My cock let loose at the same time, my cum
coated our stomachs as he lay on top of me.

Raising himself up on his elbows, Eric pulled my chin up and placed soft
kisses on my lips. Slow, light thrusts of his cock inside me kept us both
hard. Grinning at me he said, "You think you can handle another round?"
"Bring it on, stud." I said.

Raising to his knees, Eric re-positioned me effortlessly. Now on my side,
he raised on of my legs to his should and began thrusting into me. This
position allow for maximum penetration and my hole was being stretched to
the max. His thrusts were slow and deliberate. Pressing deep into me with
each inward motion, grinding against my ass, then sliding back out. We were
reaching sensory overload. Eric flipped me again, with me ending up on all
fours. I was amazed that he could maneuver my body without withdrawing from
inside me. Instinctively, I raised myself up on my hand and knees, as
Eric's hands slid up my back. Being taller than I am, his lips made contact
with the back of my neck. I screamed out, reaching my peak. My load fired
out of my cock, coating the bed below us. As my ass clamped down on his
cock, I could feel it pulsing. Soon the feeling of hot, wet, cum began to
fill me again.

As we untangled ourselves, Eric pulled me to him and covered me with
kisses. Rising off the bed, he grabbed my hand and led me to the bathroom
and into the shower. The heat from our love making made the, at first cool
water, bearable. Standing behind me, Eric's hands began to move up and down
my body, caressing me sensually. Sinking to his knees behind me, his hands
ran over my ass, laying kisses across my ass cheeks before moving back up.
Once standing he grabbed a bar of soap and began to wash our bodies. Once
we were clean and dry, we returned to the room, it was obvious one of the
beds was out of commission for now. It was rumpled and covered in sweat and
cum from our sex.

Moving to the second bed, Eric climbed into bed first pressing his back
against the wall, holding up the covers. Needing no other invitation, I
climbed into bed next to him, sliding up against his body. Before long our
breathing slowed, and sleep took us. I knew, as I fell into a deep sleep,
the year ahead was going to be amazing. When I signed up for this year
abroad, I was not expecting to find the man of my dreams. But after just
one day, I realize my dreams have nothing on Eric.

-To be continued-