Date: Mon, 12 Jun 2006 15:49:46 -0700 (PDT) From: Jeremy D <jeremyduz@yahoo.com> Subject: Going Down in the Student Union I am really pretty interested in this class - prof is good, subject is useful. So it is really frustrating that I can't concentrate at all. I am so horny that it is embarrassing - literally. I wore some Aussie bums that a friend brought back from a trip last year and a pair of loose green sweat pants shorts to class today. So my now full boner is pretty much visible to anyone who wants to look up my shorts. Or anybody who looks over at me at all, if they are checking out my crotch. My mind keeps envisioning a group of hot college dudes all in the mood, and all serving it up to each other in a well placed campus bathroom. So I still really can't concentrate at all. I am trying, writing notes frantically, but all I can think about is the bathroom in the lowest level of the student union - its supposed to be the hot, need-to-blow only new place on campus. A couple of guys I hooked with in the last month have mentioned it. Apparently it is way out of the way so only guys who have been told about it are cummin round. But it is nicely set up and you can hook up at pretty much any time - day or night. My legs tremble, and I get hotter. This is way pathetic, I am getting even hornier looking at my own bare legs. If I was a twin we would be in big trouble right about now. They are pretty nice legs and I am ready ready ready. But still, this is sad. Class ends. I avoid a couple of friends, feeling guilty, and sneak off to the SU. I head to the stairs beyond the restaurant and start down. This time I don't stop at the first basement floor but go to the next floor - which I didn't even realize was open to the public. I start exploring, but nothing seems to be going on down here. Some practice rooms, lots of closed doors off of ugly corridors. Suddenly a guy comes past. He rushes off, but he was looking pretty nice and dressed for undressing. So I head back in the direction he came from. Nothing. Then back on a stubby little dead end corridor I see a funny door with a small label. Looks like a janitor's closet door, but the sign says MEN. Yes. Anyway, hope, like my hardon, springs eternal. I open it up and walk down a long windowless corridor toward another door. I open that, and there is a large bathroom with 10 stalls, urinals across from them, and some sinks. 3 stalls are empty. The first one has a closed door and a pair of bare legs and bare feet. Then 3 open doors. I go to the farthest open door, go in, put my backpack on the shelf, drop my shorts and aussie bums and sit. It is really silent. You can feel people waiting. I slowly lean down and peer under the partition to my left. Two guys are peering back at me. Nice. One lowers himself a bit to reveal more. Really nice - great legs with lots of hair, a great dick, white, white teeth and lips that are smiling at me. I look back to the first stall nearest the door. A pair of hot looking legs are supporting a person leaning against the wall stroking a hard on. Can't see above his nips. Not a single pair of pants or shorts is visible except mine. I carefully step out of my leg wear, but make a point of dragging them across the floor a bit to call attention to the fact that they are being removed. Thats the signal. I hear one, two, three, many doors being unlocked and swinging open. I stand and open mine and cautiously peer out. Every body has stepped out of their stalls and every body is butt naked. Well almost. One guy is tall, almost as tall as me, with long reddish blond hair and a baseball hat worn with his brim off sides. He is a guy that looks like he is just bright enough to respond to requests like "suck it" There is a guy wearing rimless glasses, a nice watch and running shoes. He looks like a business major even stark naked and sporting a boner. I am over dressed wearing a shirt, undershirt and shoes. I strip off these and am left in a pair of sox. I step back into my stall to put my stuff on the shelf at the back with my shorts and underwear. Two guys are already sexing when I get back out. They are jacking each other and doing a mutual finger fuck. The guy next to me is pretty cute with a nice head of curly auburn hair. He reaches over and starts stroking me. I return the favor. I am just about to bend over and blow him when he beats me to it. Suddenly hot wet mouth is working my boner. This is why a boy's hardon is his favorite tool - it feels so damm fine at home in another guy's mouth and throat. I push experimentally to try to get it down his throat. He gags and backs off. I wait a little bit, enjoying the tongue action then try again. Same thing. He comes off of me and says "sorry, its too big for me" He starts back on again. After a minute or two I pull away. "I'm gonna pop in a second if you keep that up, so let me be the tongue jockey" He doesn't say anything. He smiles, swirls me around and stands. I am a bit nervous cuz I am not ready for fucking. BUT, Mr. End Stall is standing there hard and waiting. He is short, but really well built. Wrestler? Massively fine, with short sandy blond hair, dark eyes, hairy chest, and a nice dick that isn't too big. Hairless body everywhere but his chest. Mr. Friendly Mouth puts his hand firmly on my upper back, pushes on me with clear intent, and then guides my head on to Shorty the Wrestler's cock. I swallow it greedily. I start tongue lashing it, lip slurping, and then push so it slides down my throat. It is the PERFECT size for me to throat. I am a blissed out guy. Shorty sets up a nice mouth hump rhythm and I moan and slobber happily for maybe 4 or 5 minutes- precum and my spit start running out of my mouth. Meanwhile Friendly Mouth is squatting behind me. He pushes my cheeks apart and strokes them. "Oh, dude, smooth, very smooth" He pushes his head in and starts rimming me - tongue probing, licking, and thrusting. This is really great. But I am tall enough that bending over far enough to be mouth fucked by Shorty the Wrestler is hard. So I clamp my hand around the rimmer's head and spread my legs and bring my ass down a bit, bringing him with me face firmly smashed into my crack. Suddenly Shorty is gone from my mouth and the Naked MBA is fucking into me. Pretty hot, I am gagging a bit and that makes my boner throb. He has pubic hair that looks like a stylist cut it and moussed it. But okay, this is an orgy room, more or less, so I am not feeling possessive or committed. Still, he fucks like he is poking my tonsils with a stick - not a really advanced technique. So I am also missing Shorty of the perfect dick and great hip thrusts. Then the Naked MBA gets hinky. "Take it, bitch, suck my cock with your slut mouth" I pull off. This is, for me, not a bad porn film but a hot hook up scene. I reach over for Shorty and pull him back into my mouth. Shorty responds gallantly, he stumbles forward, then again starts putting a nice rhythm into my mouth and throat. I grip his solid thighs and hang on. Then the Naked MBA grabs my hair and pulls me off Shorty and starts trying to get into my mouth. I am keeping my lips locked. "open it, slut, OPEN IT" What to do? I don't know what guys here do, want to be part of this scene, but I REALLY, REALLY don't like being dissed. And hot talk is great when its good, but really annoying when its annoying. "Dude, I am not sucking you right now, live with it" I swing my head toward Shorty. "I am getting my throat fucked just fine, leave me alone" Shorty goes back into my mouth, and we start enjoying each other again. I hold really, really tightly to his ass cheeks. Then its time. Shorty backs off, and wails on it for a second or two. Two shots hit me in the face with a nice solid glob. Then everything else lands on my shoulder or on the floor. I quickly stand, cuz the Naked MBA is closing in. I turn around, pulling Friendly mouth off my ass, and squat down to suck him. He pushes his pelvis forward to make himself available and lets me ply my trade. "asshole" - Naked MBA is not happy with me. Suddenly everybody is scurrying for cover. The outer door has opened. We manage to get back into our stalls - I think on time. The guy who comes in strolls down the row, peering in. He stops at most stalls and watches. I stare at the floor. But hey, I am naked except for my watch and low sox, so I am not fooling him. I realize that my nakedness is a major turn on for me in this scene. And being watched by guys who like this kinda thing makes me sizzle. The new guy returns to my stall, peers in for a long time, pushes on the door. I don't open it. Then he goes into the next stall and sits down. There are distinct sounds of his getting into the uniform of the day. There is a hole between me and my original partner,Friendly Mouth, and he slips his dick through it. I get off the seat, squat in front of the hole, and take him into my mouth. Flick and swish, as they said in Harry Potter. I put my tongue to work. He starts moaning quietly. I sure hope he knows the guy on my other side. You would have to be deaf and/or stupid not to be able to tell that I am sucking him - I am sure my bare ass cheeks are down below partition level, I am slurping and gagging alot, and there is a lot of satisfied moaning on the other side. Not a good time for a het to be watching us. When its time, I put my forehead right in front of his dick. He can't miss, and he doesn't. Not much tho. He may well have cum earlier. He pulls back. He starts getting dressed, finishes, and then leaves. So do several other people. Its ten till 3:00. I have a class at 4:00, so I can wait a bit. I cautiously lean down and peer under the partition to my right. Since Friendly Mouth, Shorty, and several other guys are gone, my new neighbor is my best prospect. After a few seconds he taps his foot. I sit back up, slide my right foot over, and tap back. He taps again. I tap too. I lean back down and get closer to the partition. I can hear him leaning down, now. He is a skinny young black dude, nicely put together. I am much taller than he, but he is possessed of great legs, big eyes, and a friendly smile. I have a swimmers build - not surprisingly given my activities in High School. He is more a runner - skinny but muscular. I do the expected. When he looks me in the eye I part my lips and slowly drag my tongue across the lower lip. Maybe Naked MBA is right, maybe I am a slut. He stiffens immediately. But no hole in this wall. He starts stroking it vigorously. But he sits. He doesn't kneel and shove it under, which is what I am expecting. I bend over and offer my mouth again. He strokes harder, but stays sitting. So I open the door to my stall. He waits. And waits. And waits. I am beginning to feel rejected. I am pretty good looking, nice legs, nice ass, nice pecs (alright, I am a bit conceited, I think great legs, great ass, great pecs) and wide shoulders with a very narrow waist. Nice smooth skin. Who could resist horny hottie me? Well this guy apparently. Too bad, I was looking forward to a round of action. He doesn't seem ready to play. But Maybe ..... now he stands slowly. He steps out of his pants and underwear. He opens his door and walks a step and is peering into my stall. I pull back the door and try to give a smile that is encouraging but not completely slutty. Still annoyed with my little business man, obviously, so I am trying to be just a regular guy who sucks cock. He stares at me for a while, then carefully steps into the stall. I take him into my mouth. He puts his hands on my head and starts massaging it and rumpling my hair. This is nice. He starts gasping and I look up to see his head thrown back and rolling a bit. Good. I continue for a while. Then I put my hands on his tiny, scrawny ass cheeks (perfect boy ass cheeks) and pull vigorously. He doesn't fuck me in the mouth. "no, honey, you are doing just fine like this" Okay, no mouth fucking. But who cares? I look up and notice that a guy is peering over the stall watching me suck. Ohhhhhhhhhhh, yet another indication that the Naked MBA was right. Being watched makes me so hot. I look around my current partner and, sure enough, everybody else is peeking around him watching. I practically lose it right there. He firmly grasps my head and pushes his long, skinny dick inside my mouth. "work it right, don't worry about them" I do my best, and suddenly, with out warning, he is tensing. He pulls out and politely points himself to my abs, which are then spritzed heavily. I expect him to go away, but he smiles and says "stand up" I do. He bends, takes me in his mouth and sets to work. I glance at my watch. I need to be in class in 20 minutes. How can I be a slut when I am so conscientious? Well, like this. I start fucking his mouth a bit. He seems to realize my need for speed. He lifts his hand and puts his fingers on my lips. I take them inside and lick them and slobber on them. They get wet and drippy. He lowers them and works first one, then two, then three fingers into my butt. I start pushing back, he starts wiggling,I start wiggling, and suddenly its my turn. Since he didn't want to flood my mouth, I assume he doesn't want to drink me. So I pull out. He pushes my dick down and wiggles his fingers at a mile a minute. I let it all out. I spatter his chest, his tummy, the floor. A guy behind him reaches in and starts trying to catch it. The Runner smiles, stands, and goes back into his stall. I rush over to the sinks, wash off my face, shoulder, belly and thighs. Then I get dressed, put several breath mints in my mouth and rush off to class. *********************************************** I have some more stories that I could write if there is any interest. Let me know if you would like to see them. J.