Date: Fri, 20 Jan 2012 21:48:50 +0000
From: osc djd <oscar.growdon@live.com>
Subject: Exploring the Student Life - Part 2

Exploring the Student Life -- Part 2

It took me several hours to unpack my things. The pile of boxes now lay in
the middle of the room emptied of their contents. My new home felt much
warmer with my possessions in their places. I looked around to survey my
work; my desk holding my laptop, my walls covered in various posters, the
shelves full of books. It felt like home now, and I felt exhausted. I
decided to have a sleep before venturing out that evening. I sat down on
the edge of my bed, the new sheets cold and stiff. I pulled my t-shirt over
my head and I felt the cold air on my chest, placing my hand over the light
wisps of hair. I removed my shoes and socks and allowed my bare feet to
rest on the carpet. It felt rough and itchy beneath my toes. I stood up and
removed my trousers and boxers allowing my naked body to breath in the cool
air. I placed my trousers over the desk chair and looked inside my boxer
shorts. To my amazement there was barely any evidence of my early
activities, leading me to believe that I must have done a good job of
cleaning up.

As I lay in the new bed the sheets were cold against my bare skin. I felt
my loose balls fall onto the cotton and my soft cock balance elegantly on
top of them. The coolness sent shivers through my whole body and I felt my
cock beginning to stir. I gently placed my hand over the thickening shaft
and gave a gentle squeeze. It responded by twitching beneath my palm and I
could feel it pulsing as blood rushed to extend the lengthening shaft. I
gently rolled back the tight foreskin to reveal the sensitive head that lay
beneath, gently caressing it with my fingers. Within a few seconds of play
my cock had grown to its full length and my eyes closed and my mind drifted
to thoughts of what I might do to Nathan. I imagined his long slender body
with its muscular arms and strong hands, gripping at my arms and pushing me
down his body. I trace the contours of his abs, following the light trail
of hair from his belly-button until it disappeared beneath his crisp white
pants. He continued to push me lower and I extended my tongue as it danced
over the outside of his underwear, striking the concealed package. I
breathed as deeply as possible, absorbing the scent of his manhood, the
sweet sweat emanating from his big balls with a faint hint of soap.

The daydream was causing me to lose track of reality once more. I began
pumping my cock up and down, faster and harder. I reached into the drawer
of my bed table and pulled out a pot of petroleum jelly and scooped some
from the pot. I rubbed it all over my fingers and palm as it got warm and
turned soft. I applied my now lubricated hand to my swollen cock and
wrapped it around the shaft applying my thumb directly to the top of my
sensitive head and began to rub and pump at the drooling instrument. My
masturbatory activity increased in vigour and noise as the copious amounts
of precum escaped my cock and poured down my hands, mixing with the
Vaseline.

In pure ecstasy I returned to my thoughts of Nathan. He was still pushing
me lower down his body. I held my hands against the tight cheeks of his
ass, warm against my excited hands. I gently licked his upper thighs as I
followed his long legs down to the beautiful bare feet below. On noticing
them I immediately fell on them holding his left foot in my hands I gently
licked the sole of his foot tracing its outline around his heel. He said
nothing, just moaned lightly; his beautiful face relaxed with his molten
eyes hidden beneath the delicate eyelids. I opened my mouth and pulled his
big toe inside, gently licking and sucking it. The intense excitement was
too much and began licking and sucking all over his feet like a rabid
animal; every toe, in between each toe, the sole, the heel, the ankle. As I
continued to lick I allowed my hands to explore his body and reached
upwards following his legs to the bottom of his boxer shorts. I could
already feel the material tight and strained, protruding forwards. I gently
removed his toes from my mouth and placed his heavenly foot on the same
rough carpet my own had laid on not a few minutes earlier. I allowed my
head to rise to be level with his excited package, as I noticed a small
damp patch on the outside of his underwear. I gently extended my tongue and
used it to taste the small patch. As the warm wetness of my tongue touched
his underwear I felt the material tighten even more and I felt a pulse at
the end of a long hard cock. I could wait no longer. My hands gripped the
top of his underwear and yanked them over his cock and down his legs. His
cock stood an inch from my face, pointing directly into my mouth and his
balls hung loose having been freed from captivity. I moved my face forwards
tracing the underside of his long shaft until I reached his balls. I gently
licked at them, my warm tongue tasting the sweat from their confinement. I
put one of them into my mouth and then swapped it and repeated the action
all the while applying my wet tongue to his balls. After just a couple of
minutes I could feel a warm liquid dribbling down my cheek. As I released
his balls and sat upright I traced the falling liquid with my finger,
collecting it in my hand. I extended my tongue and allowed the clear juice
to fall onto it. I was immediately hit with the sweet taste of Nathan's
precum. I washed it around my mouth as much as I could to saver the taste
and decided my torture had gone for long enough, and after placing my hand
on his long shaft to steady his pulsing cock I placed its sensitive head in
my willing mouth. I spent a few seconds gently licking it, savouring its
sweet taste as more and more precum oozed into my awaiting mouth. I began
fucking his cock with my mouth, moving my head up and down his shaft;
gentle to begin with and then picking up the pace. I could feel Nathan
bucking his hips in time with my movement, ensuring his cock rode as deeply
as possible. I had both hands gripping his soft bum cheeks. I felt them
tighten as his muscles contracted and he thrust hard into my mouth and I
knew what was coming. My mouth filled with his warm white liquid. Its salty
taste enveloped my tongue as more continued to erupt from him. I felt his
legs go limp and his tight buttocks relax as he recovered from his
post-orgasm flight. I still his softening cock in my mouth.

The speed of pumping on my cock brought my attention out of the
daydream. The loud noise of the wet sloppy liquids between my fingers
rubbing against my shaft echoed around my room. I began thrusting into my
hand in desperation to feel the release that was no imminent. I pumped
harder and harder until my own buttocks clenched down together and my
muscles went rigid and cum erupted out of my cock, flooding my new bed
sheets. Four, five, six seven squirts of warm white liquid rebounded off my
hard duvet and pooled over my body. What felt like an age had passed before
I eventually returned to reality. My whole body still sensitive to the
slightest touch, I began to rub my body, massaging each pool of warm sticky
liquid into the pores of my skin. My breathing still laboured and panting I
brought my left hand to my mouth and allowed my tongue to dance over the
fingers, absorbing the taste of my own cum as I flash-backed to the
daydream I had just lived. I remembered how his warm skin felt beneath my
fingers, the smell of sweat and the taste of him. I fell asleep still naked
and covered in cum.

When I awoke several hours later it was twilight. My room was full of
oncoming shadows and it suddenly felt unfamiliar. I looked at my watch and
noticed the time was 18:12. I pulled back the covers and allowed the air to
flow onto my naked body. I walked over to my window in my full naked glory,
my softened cock swinging between my legs. As I looked out over the
University campus I felt good about what the years here had in store. I
loved being able to be naked whenever I liked, just wandering around with
no clothes on felt so good and to know that an amazingly hot boy was just
the other side of a thin plaster wall made my cock stir once more, but for
now it was depleted. I decided on a shower before I got dressed to go out.

The bathrooms in the University Halls of Residence were shared. They were
same-sex bathrooms so the boy's washrooms had a well known reputation for
antics. The thought of being able to see all those other boys naked made me
excited. I gathered my wash-bag and threw on a grey pair of sweat-pants and
a hooded jumper. I liked the feeling of wearing no underwear, knowing that
my anatomy was separated by the world by just a thin piece of cotton. As I
stepped out of my room onto the tiled floor my toes recoiled from the icy
temperature. I loved the feeling of my bare feet on the floor; I had always
had a thing for bare feet, in that they seemed to encompass the very
essence of nakedness. I made the short walk down the corridor to the
washroom. I stopped outside the door from which steam was escaping. I could
hear a number of voices inside, causing my cock to stir slightly, but
having been serviced twice already that afternoon it had no energy left,
for now.

I pushed open the door and entered the room. I found a space in the
changing area and began taking off my two items of clothing. I was
surprised when several boys left the changing room in just their towels
having not brought any clothes with them. I was not self-conscious about
being naked in public, in fact I found it quite exciting, to know that so
many boys would be looking at my naked body and maybe even liking it too. I
bent down to pick up my wash bag and was shocked when a hand made sharp
contact with my right buttock.

"Oh! What the fuck!?" was my instantaneous reaction. Many of the other boys
were laughing. I then felt a muscular arm around my shoulder; its skin was
dark and tanned.

"Woah man! I was only kidding." I turned around to see Nathan's big smile;
those big red lips just begging to be kissed. I gazed down the rest of his
body. My eyes were drawn to his chest, lightly covered in brown wispy hair
and the pert dark brown nipples. Droplets of water were running down his
body; I longed to lick them. My eyes followed further down his torso
admiring his developing abs until I reached his waistline. Much to my
disappointment his lower body was covered by a clean white towel, but his
gorgeous feet stood routed to the ground. I begged my cock to stay asleep;
luckily its workout appeared to have done the trick.

"It's no worries. I was just shocked." I said.

"You still coming out with us then?" he asked, playfully tightening his arm
around me.

 "Yeah. I can't wait." I smiled up at him.

"Good. See you in an hour then?"

"Sure thing." I answered, beginning to lose control of my cock as the
electricity flowed through me from having so much skin-to-skin contact with
him; knowing that I was naked and that he could see anything he wanted.

He let me go and he left the room with his friends. I jumped into the
shower and turned the temperature down to cool. I looked around the cubicle
and inspected the shower. I noticed a few messages had been inscribed on
the wall; `John is gay', `call 07*******26 for a good time' and many
more. Then I noticed a few ropes of liquid in the bottom of the tray and I
guessed it was shower gel. I leaned down and put my fingers in it and
noticed a familiar texture. Then I realised what it was, it was semen. A
boy had wanked in this shower and recently. I scooped up the cum and added
it to the cum that already existed on my body. My cock began to grow again
but I decided to wait before wanking again as maybe something more
interesting would happen later that night.


TO BE CONTINUED

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