Date: Fri, 18 Jun 1999 13:28:50 EDT
From: P Louis <beagle285@yahoo.com>
Subject: Taste of College (Part II)

This story is completely fictional, any resemblance to real life characters
is completely coincidental and unintentional. This story involves
male-to-male relations and should not be read by anyone under age or anyone
who does not wish to view such material.

"A Taste of College"
(Part II)

	The next morning I woke up and found both Mark and Alexander gone
for the day. They left behind my list of classes and checked-off those I
would find interesting. Romantic Literature throughout the Ages caught my
interest - maybe something or someone in the class would make my heart beat
faster and increase my participation (I had no idea what awaited me).
Anyway I had a week off from high school and I thought it would be a nice
idea to have a little "refresher" before finishing senior year.
	The class would meet at 10 AM in Barrus & Holly Hall - a newly
renovated building at the college with air-conditioned lecture halls which
definitely sounded good in the 97F weather. I took a quick 15-minute
shower, put on some casuals I picked up at Lord & Taylor - I had this
"preppy" look going for myself.
	I arrived 15 minutes early and was able to pick a good seat. I
decided to sit in the second row as the first might be too intimidating. I
sat right behind to Graduate Teaching Assistants (better known as TAs) who
happened to be very attractive. I thought damn they should be in Phys Ed or
sports in some tight shorts and T-shirts, not in the English Department!
One of them was Thomas Faulkner, a 6'4" god on earth - with massive pecs
and a trim waistline. His fellow TA was Robert Dorchester, a 5'10" man with
a real nice piece of ass that could make any mouth water. As he sat down,
he turned around to smile and welcome me to the class, we talked for a good
10 minutes before an outstanding man walked in who took my breath away -
the professor.
	His name was Professor Alan Andrews. He was 23 and had just
received his Ph.D., which is quite an accomplishment at that age. There are
no words to describe Professor Andrews cute and sexy don't do it - this man
was sex, everything about him was off the charts. He wore a very stylish
designer outfit to class... from the looks of it some Versace pants and a
Donna Karan T-shirt that hugged to his body (I really know my clothes, what
can I say). The girls were moaning in the back and I noticed some guys were
real jealous as this angel walked in.
	"Good morning students! Are we all ready to have the literature
flow through us and inspire us today?," said Professor Alan in an eager and
exited tone.
	"YES! Professor," the 320 students responded.
	I thought to myself, `this man must be why there are 320 students
signed up for this class.'
	The professor took his position and changed his mind. Rather than
sitting behind his desk, he decided to sit on his desk - which I had no
problem with. As he got up and went around the desk to sit on top of it, I
noticed something I didn't see before - his crotch was massive! He must
have the world's largest cock I thought because not only was it long, it
was equally thick. I started to sweat in an air-conditioned room and began
feeling really hot.
	"Now, let's open our textbooks to page three-hundred forty one, you
wonderful students!"
	Everyone started smiling at him, so I took the opportunity to give
him a big grin. The class had a paper to hand in, so as the TAs walked up
the aisles to collect them he walked over to where I was sitting. There
were 320 papers to collect so he decided he could take a minute or two.
	"Hi, I'm Professor Alan Andrews... I don't remember seeing you
before are you auditing this class?"
	"No. My name is Rick, Rick Forrester, I'm a visiting pre-frosh. I
hope you don't mind I just sat in without asking your permission or
speaking to you earlier on."
	"Oh, that is quite all right. Here, you can use my text as you
don't have one of your own, yet, I hope you'll consider taking my course
next year - there seems to be something about you, Rick."
	"Thank you," I responded.
	"Think nothing of it."
	After all the papers were collected, the TAs kept busy by giving
out more papers - it seemed there was a 15-page paper due in 3 weeks that
was worth 1/3 of the term mark in the course. `Damn this fine professor is
really working this group,' I thought to myself.
	He read to them, questions were fired throughout the lecture
regarding assigned literature, the material read in class, the course was
very active. However, my attention wasn't really focused on the lecture - I
was really paying attention to the man giving it. His developed abdomen was
evident in his tight fitting shirt. His pants displayed an ass that really
turned the heat on inside me, and that damn bulge was in the front was
driving me wild. I thought I'd never get someone like him to even notice
me.
	I did notice though that throughout the lecture he kept smiling and
winking at me. I was at a loss for words - this absolute fox was making eye
contact with me... I thought I must be imagining things. I enjoyed the show
immensely and seeing that body really did it for me. I forgot all about the
TAs sitting in front of me who noticed my interest so to speak.
	My dick was rock hard in my pants and I didn't even notice it. The
TAs were really turned on watching me. Since we sat so far in the corner
and a lot of the undergrads are too timid to sit in the front of the room,
we had the area to ourselves. Thomas was getting really turned on watching
me with my hard dick and I didn't even notice it. He turned away quickly so
the undergrads sitting in the back would notice he was look at me with such
interest. I didn't even know any of this was happening until Robert passed
me a note discreetly about it. I was utterly shocked. When I looked down on
them I saw Robert's hand rubbing Thomas's worked-out thighs and moving
toward that man-cock I enjoyed looking at earlier in class.
	"Fuck your as hard as hell..." I whispered into his ear.
	"Yeah, I know... Would you help me? I need someone to share this
with." He said. I couldn't refuse.
	"Hell yeah!" I responded enthusiastically.
	"Stay after class then will ya."
	"You bet!"
	Professor Andrews looked over at the three of us and winked, and at
that moment the bell rang on the University tower signaling the end of
class. The students began to run out of the lecture hall and he approached
me.
	"So Mr. Forrester what do you think of my class?"
	"It was terrific Professor Andrews!"
	"I'm glad you enjoyed my class today, among other things."
	"What? I ugh... um... I wasn't..."
	Professor Andrews walked up to the doors, pulled out his key and
locked them all one by one - trapping Thomas, Robert, and I all in the
lecture hall. He walked into the control room where overheads and sound are
controlled and locked the exit to the outside. He then walked back to the
front of the room.
	"Don't tell me you weren't looking at me during the lecture. I know
what you were looking at, are you going to deny that you were hot for
me. Are you? Answer me young man!"
	"No, I'm sorry Professor Andrews... I didn't mean to..."
	"SILENCE. Not another word. Get over here."
	"Yes."
	I walked over to his desk where he was sitting and his TAs came
with me. I was in complete shock to find his pants of and that man-cock of
his up in the air.
	"Can you satisfy me young man?"
	"I'll try..."
	"Then get to it!"
	I knelled on the floor and started to fill my mouth with that cock
of his.
	"Ummm... That's it! Lick it... Ummm... What a nice hot mouth you've
got... Your one hell of a cocksucker - anyone ever told you that..."
	My mouth was so full of his 11" cock I could only respond, "Uh ugh
huh..."
	"FUCK YEAH! SUCK MY COCK! UMMMM UMMM AHHH AHHH AAAAHHHH.....
YEAH... SUCK ME.... UMMM I LOVE THAT HOT MOUTH OF YOURS...."
	I felt a hand tugging at my pants and making its way to my
dick. While my head was still bobbing up and down on this amazing
professor's cock. A cock with a head so huge and beautiful - a cock I
wanted far in the confines of my own body... I was so hot, I was losing it!
	I stopped working on his cock and he started at me with lust in his
eyes.
	"What's wrong? I love that mouth of yours it was treating me so
wonderfully... Is something wrong?," He asked this with such a passion I
wanted to faint.
	"I want you to fuck me! I want you to be my first, will you?"
	"I'd love to but I don't want to hurt you."
	"You could never hurt me. I responded."
	"Do you know no man has ever offered himself to me as you just
have. I would love to have you right now, to fuck you and be fucked by
you... but I... I..."
	"Make love to me professor, I want you..."
	"All you have to do is ask..."
	Professor Andrews reached into his desk and pulled out a long tube
full of lubricant. Thomas bent over to eat my boy-cunt while Robert took
his cook into his mouth and I again tasted the huge cock that was about to
invade me. I shuddered with fear, `What will happen to my ass when he
enters me...' I thought. Just then I heard...
	"Come here Mr. Forrester. I think your ready for me."
	I moved in closer to him and he reached for my boy-cunt.
	"Don't worry, I promise I won't hurt you... that is my solemn vow."
	His words made it easier and took away all my anxiety. His lubed
cock moved to my ass and he began to penetrate me.
	"Ahh... Ahh.. ehhh... uh ugh..." I cried.
	"Are you all right? Do you want me to stop?"
	"Oh, oh FUCK me... FUCK ME FUCK ME PLEEAASSEE.." I said trembling.
	"Your wish is my command."
	The pain was at first unbearable. I felt him splitting me apart
with his phallus. It was overpowering. My ass was water-tight and he was
enjoying his entrance immensely.
	"What a sweet tight ass... Urrghhh.... AHHHHH... It's like heaven
on earth... Oh Oh Oh OHHHHH OOOO... Ummm I've never had an ass before - oh
oh oh OHHHH OOOO OOOO..."
	I could hardly breathe his fuck strokes were so hard, "Ah AH FUCK
ME FUCK ME FUCK..."
	"Oh Oh that's it... Oh OH OH OH OH OH... Uhh Uhh... what an ass
you've got... I could fuck it forever... "
	"Yes! FUCK ME! FUCK THIS ASS!"
	I began pulling my ass muscles and making him feel me all over that
massive cock. He wasn't fucking my ass anymore - my ass was fucking his
phallus. I pulled and pushed... I made him moan... We must have been at it
for a good hour because another bell rang from the tower. Luckily the room
wouldn't be needed until 3 in the afternoon.
	"Fuck yeah... OH OH OH... THIS ASS IS DIVINE! Yes! YES YEEESS!!!"
	Suddenly I felt a load of cream fill me and I blew my own boy-cream
all over my professor's massive pecs. His chest was covered with my seed.
	"That was beautiful. Tell me will you be matriculating here?," the
professor asked as he kissed me passionately.
	"I have to think about that," I answered coyly, "I haven't formally
decided yet."


Copyright 1999 P Louis.  All Rights Reserved.

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