Date: Tue, 6 Jul 2010 16:18:38 +0100
From: Mr Skinny <mr.skinny@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Feeling Horny in the University Library (part 2)

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Feeling Horny in the University Library (part 2)

He stood at the urinals, at the far end of the toilet, with his back to me,
his legs apart. I walked past the sinks and mirrors, my heart beating
faster and faster, and stood at the urinal next to him. My hand shaking
slightly, I unzipped my flies and, reaching in, released my hard cock from
my underwear, bringing it slowly out through my flies.

The foreskin had rolled back, half-exposing my thick cockhead which was
shiny and wet with precum. I could feel his eyes gazing down at my exposed
erection, but I focused my own on the tiles in front of me, not yet daring
to look anywhere else. He exhaled deeply.

"Nice cock mate" he whispered. "Looks even better out of your jeans. What
do you think of mine?"

My mouth was dry and my heart pounded in my ears. I licked my lips to
moisten them, turned my head to look him direct in his piercing green eyes,
then lowered my gaze to what was sticking out of his flies.

His cock was uncut and looked to be about the same length as mine, 7 inches
when fully erect, but his was not as thick. His cockhead was smaller and a
different colour to mine, a light pink, whereas mine was a definite shade
of purple. It suddenly struck me that this was the first erect cock I'd
seen face-to-face, apart from my own, and the fact that he was letting me
look turned me on big time.

Almost on autopilot, I started stroking my throbbing hardon, an extra
thrill running through me as, next to me, he started wanking his too. I
watched his fist gliding smoothly up and down his rock hard shaft and felt
precum welling up and leaking out of my piss slit. I was struggling to
believe it was actually happening, the two of us standing side by side
wanking in unison.

I took my hand off my cock and raised it up to spit in my palm, thinking a
bit of extra lubrication would help things along. My dick, left to its own
devices for the moment, bobbed up and down in midair. Suddenly, I felt
something brush against the side of my cock, then the feeling of something
wrapping round the centre of it. I gasped, as I realised what I could feel
was four fingers, a thumb, and a warm palm encircling my shaft.

The hand squeezed me tightly, then started moving, sliding steadily up and
down my shaft. I'd waited so long for my first experience with another guy,
and now, at the age of 19, it was actually happening, not in the comfort
and safety of my own bed, but standing at the urinals in the university
library toilet, with students working away just the other side of the door,
and the possibility of anyone walking in at any moment. The thought of this
turned me on big time, and a low moan escaped my lips.

"Feel good?" My new best friend asked me softly. I grunted my affirmation,
then gasped loudly as he suddenly increased his speed for a few strokes
before returning to a nice steady rhythm.

"Good. Problem is my little fella's feeling a bit left out. Fancy lending a
hand?"

Fuck, was he actually asking me to wank him off?! I glanced over at his
cock where it poked out of his flies, the foreskin rolled back, his pink
head exposed with a perfect drop of precum sitting at its tip. Without
really thinking, I reached my index finger out and scooped the drop up then
brought it to my lips and licked it off. The sweet taste of his precum
filled my mouth and I sighed with pleasure.

I reached my hand out for his cock, then hesitated. What if he didn't enjoy
the way I wanked him? What if my touch caused him to go soft? What if...

He cleared his throat impatiently, and I realised he had stopped moving his
hand up and down my shaft and was just holding me tightly in his fist.

"Fuck it" I thought, pushing my doubts to the back of my mind, and grasped
his huge throbbing dick in my hand and started slowly and gently to move my
hand up and down. It felt so weird doing something I'd done so often to
myself on another person. His cock felt so similar and yet so different to
my own. The skin was soft and it felt so warm. My hand followed its gentle
curve, as I stroked him right from base to tip.

I felt his hand leave my own cock, then felt his hand being placed directly
on top of my own. He squeezed, forcing me to tighten my grip round his cast
iron rod, then guided me up and down his shaft for a few strokes, guiding
me as to the speed and pressure he liked. I kept up his rhythm and
tightness once his hand left mine and returned to stroke my own cock for
me.

My other hand felt a bit redundant, so I reached into his open flies and
inside his boxers, finding his balls, and began tickling the underneath of
them.

"Oh fuck mate, yes, that feels amazing" he said. His balls felt hot and
sweaty against my fingers, and after a while, I couldn't resist drawing my
hand out and raising my fingers to my nose to breathe in his sweaty scent.

"Mmm" I exhaled softly, my cock leaking more precum.

"Mate, your cock's huge" he said, "I can barely fit my hand round it". It
was true, I did have a big girth, but obviously, I'd never seen anyone
else's to know how it would compare. I felt him bring his other hand round
to the opposite side of my dick. He interlinked his fingers and started
wanking me between his two palms, running his hands right up and over my
sensitive, precum-soaked head, making me moan uncontrollably with pleasure.

I placed my own second hand on top of my first hand which still encircled
his cock and squeezed both as tight as I could, making his gasp. I then
began wanking him hard and fast.

"Fuck, yes, yes" he moaned as my hands sped up and down his shaft. I felt
his own hands increase their speed and could feel myself beginning to get
close.

Suddenly there was a sound behind us, as the entrance door swung open.

...