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After a while I had settled in very well at the university. Technical faculty building, almost exclusively men on the go. For most of them it was understandably pretty boring, but not for me how. My studies went quite well, I was 21 years old and here for about a year.
In my course, the 68 guys and 2 girls visited, there was a full selection: younger, older, bearded, large, big, thick, thin, and of course there were also a few who were really attractive. So it was relatively difficult for me as a gay guy to keep a cool head during the lecture – because no matter where I was looking, one of the horny guys was always in view. So I not only had problems falling asleep during the lectures, but also quite often a huge latte when I imagined one or the other naked. I also have to say – I’m absolutely on the type of hetero, and of course I was in the right place at this faculty.
But with all the hot guys in the course – one has been my absolute favorite for some time. He was called Chris – I had seen him for the first time when a group of students had met on the Danube Canal in front of my house for grilling at the beginning of your studies.
He had dense, black hair, slightly styled, but of course, a youthful face with enormously attractive trains and a classic football body: tight thigh, densely hairy legs and arms (I had that in Summer Seen immediately) – in short, a real guy with enough testosterone in the blood. At the same time, however, he was somehow so youthful, mischievous, with his grin on his face.
And he had a fantastic belly. Not an exaggerated six -pack, but slim but defined, not too droughts, not too thick, just so that he was sexy above the waistband. He also had a lucky path down the navel. Back then I always liked to imagine how I would go under his shirt by hand, looked at his pictures on Facebook when he was younger.
Although he was only 22 years old now, the best age for a guy, at this age you are always a horny and quite potent. I was totally hot for him, I was just running in my stomach every time I was sitting next to him. He had the smell that I had only heard in a few men who was completely downheld, you can’t get enough of it.
Week after week after week of the new semester, and I could never avoid staring at him during the lecture.
I just hoped that nobody noticed it, and for the time or another I had to stow my spread latte somehow in my pants when we had to go out of the lecture hall during the break. Chris also had jogging pants quite often, a black adidas, sports shorts in summer, so you could look at his slightly hairy, muscular thighs, and every time he stretched out, I caught a faster look at his horny belly.
Finally, the semester came to an end, and everyone sank in learning stress for some time. In the meantime, I had to stop learning more than just once a day because I had a terrible latte and had to think about him all the time.
In order to stay concentrated, of course I had to knock myself down every time. I pulled my pants down, sat down at my desk naked and began to imagine how it was, he would now stand in front of me and I take off his shirt and play around with my tongue on his waistband.
Finally the examination phase came. Technical mechanics, a terrible fear subject, and to make matters worse, the exam was on Saturday morning.
I set myself fresh, grabbed my bike and so drove to the university. In good student style, I also put on my jogging pants that day. Before that, I had really polished the crossbar again, so I should have been relaxed – until I penetrated the entrance door of the auditorium. My first look fell on Chris’ Knackarsch, whom you could see through his pants immediately.
He too had jogging pants. I approached the group with which he was standing and greeted them. We talked because of the soon starting exam, when I looked a little down, right at Chris, and it drove me into my bones. Chris had probably not waxed for some time, because his Egg and Seni tail Obviously hung down and juicy and were to be seen as a big bulge in his cut.
Maybe he even had a half -stiffer, because you could clearly see the shaft and even easy to see your glans when you looked closely. What kind of huge, fleshy cock did he have to have! Immediately I imagined how I would understand with my open hand, how I would feel the weight of his thick, hanging eggs and his dick in my hand in my hand, through the pants, and how hot and moist it had to be in his pantswhen his naked glans had more or less unnoticed on the waistband all the time. He always bobbed up and off, while we talked, and again and again I had to stare on the bead in his pants. After all, it was time to start the exam, and we marched into the large lecture hall one after the other, where our writing documents were already.
I stared at his ass when I went behind him, he sat down relatively far in the second row, I took the place next to him.
The professor indicated the start of the exam and I tried to concentrate on the test. The tasks were not easy, and everyone sank into a wild leaves, writing and tapping. Chris began to rock with his right foot at some point, as you like to do it when you think about it. I had to imagine how his cock would be hanging between the two legs, in the comfortable jogging pants.
Then he suddenly reached into his pants, he just pushed his left hand under the laces and scratched his eggs. He noticed my gaze and grinned at me, whispered “good that there are no women” and looked back on the rake sheet again. How I would have loved to lick his hand. Then one voice sounded “ten minutes” and I hurried to do the last tasks.
After the delivery I was pretty relieved and the hall emptied. Some of us had another exam afterwards and quickly disappeared into the next exams. Unlike me – and Chris, we had both chosen a branch in which the next exam was only next week, and so we found ourselves again in the cafeteria, on the snake for the rolls, it was pretty tight, it was pretty tight. I could really feel it behind me when someone suddenly joined from behind and he was pressed against my butt.
Immediately all emotional nerves activated in me and I felt his big, soft and juicy cock when he pressed his hip a little too striking against my ass. I looked frightened in his face and he grinned at me with a look that I would have loved to kiss him immediately.
We were the only two from the course that were still there and sat down at a table together and ate our snack. There were only a few people left in the cafet because most of the exams were over. We talked casually about the mechanical examination and about this and that, and somehow we came to the topic with the jogging pants for examination.
“Somehow pretty assi, but just a sow comfortable,” I said casually, and Chris looked at me briefly and then said: “If I’m honest, I find so horny”. I was totally perplexed, what did he mean by “horny”? He found his pants great or turned him on? But I didn’t even have to ask this question, because he put his warm hand inconspicuously on my foot. I got goose bumps, it immediately started to tingle up to the hip in my thigh and my heart began to knock. He grinned and looked so deep in my face that it almost torn me.
Then he whispered in my ear, “You have to. Come with?“I grinned and said“ Sure.“I stood up and followed him through the auditorium over the stairs into the basement, where the toilet was. I stood on a pissoir, he stood directly on that next to it. Unusual actually.
And piss I couldn’t, I didn’t even have to. I also had a half -stiffer. I said quietly “Actually I don’t have to …”, and Chris replied immediately “I don’t”, then he pulled his jogging pants down with a grip and exposed his part. He didn’t even have underpants.
His cock was absolutely perfect. Colored dark -skinned, he hung down straight down, a few pubic hairstops, thick, meaty and crossed by veins, with a short one on his approach, with a short one foreskin, so that the glans was already fully visible even in the limp state. She was round, beautifully dark red and shiny she hung there, and his shaved eggs behind it, she hung down, my god had a big sack! I just wanted to stutter a little when he stroked his left hand down from the belly and pushed his cock to the left and right with his index finger. At the same time, he grinned grinning how my Lümmel upgraded and began to pound in a few seconds.
He stroked his hand along my neck and whispered in my ear: “You know what we two do now?“, And from there I knew that I would experience the hottest sex that I could ever imagine.
He pushed me into one of the toilet cabins, closed the door and put the lid on the toilet. Then he took off his sweater and whispered my ear: “You could look under my shirt …”. Nothing better than that! I resist the temptation to grab his pants and put my head under his T-shirt.
How horny that smelled! A bit to perfume, a bit rattled, and primarily he exuded his infinitely horny fragrance, which he had just had. I reached up to his stiff nipples, drove my hand from top to bottom, stroked his horny belly, which bobs up and down when he breathed. Then I started his navel with my tongue too suck, And he grabbed my head and crawled my ears. Then he pulled out the shirt, sexy like in the film, and exposed his magnificent body.
I tore down my shirt, immediately drove up his neck and we started to love each other properly.
He grave after my cock, which in the meantime spread fully against his pants and had already left the one or the other damp spot in it. Then he whispered in my ear: “Pack my cock.“I pulled his sweatpants forward and then down, but let them hang on the thighs. In front of me was his half -tier tail, he spread his legs a bit, and I started carefully to lick his glans with my tongue.
Then I put on his eggs, warm and dry they hanged down, and they filled out my whole hand, so they were so plump. Slowly but surely his cock began to spread, became even thicker than he was already, and tilted up. I now had his glans completely in my mouth and he flinched slightly when I drove along the shaft. Whenever I looked up, I could see his horny upper body and he stroked my head.
After all, his cock was extended to full size and rocked up and down slightly. He whispered: “Give him …”. I pulled his pants up a bit again, pushed them behind his eggs, so that it pressed out his whole extensively a little more forward. Then I pushed his gigantic cock into my throat.
He was definitely 20 centimates tall and thick, especially his glans very striking. He stood in front of me with legs spread, leaning on the wall and enjoying it as I sucked his pump. Just when I stopped, a first gush in front of the juice came out of his hole as a thick drop, and I licked it groaned. It tasted sweet and very spicy.
“Probably you haven’t had for a while?”I whispered to him and he said” not all week “. Wow, not all week. How can you endure something like that? And he further whispered: “But that will change now”, and grinned again. He had to have an incredible load of cum in his sack.
I still couldn’t believe it.
Again and again I stopped, licked his eggs, licked his pre -seed path, which just didn’t want to stop. I took his punching stiff in the full fist and felt the throbbing in him, kneading his cock, pressing it together with the eggs and pushed my fingers forward to milk the next drop of juice. Every time a thick gush came that flowed down sticky, and I really licked everything away.
He groaned more and more violently – well that nobody was nearby – and pushed his latte deep into my throat to let go of the next pre -seed. His eggs had now become plump and hiked up, they signaled that his pump was soon ready to ejaculate with full performance. His eggs pressed against the waistband, which I had pushed up so far, and I worked on the dark red head of his cock, which was already swollen, the huge tail hole was widened and I could even go in with my tongue and pour out the sweet praise. The pregnancy swaths became more and more violent, my whole mouth was full of it, it was sticky into me.
I have never had such a horny guy who also had such a dream tail. I held his testicles tightly with my hand and felt his muscles tense;His cracked butt received a dent on the left and right that indicated his ejaculation. I kept his cock in my mouth, he blew him violently when I have the eggs in my hand the first time Spreaded twitching. A huge, thick sperm swall.
I had his full, plump cock firmly in my mouth and continuously gave up his tongue with my tongue, my left hand tightened his twitching eggs when he injected his whole huge load in my mouth. Be sperm tasted terribly cool, soft and sweet, and it was a lot, so insanely. I had to swallow the first load after the third splash, but he hadn’t come completely yet and continued to spray continuously. I pulled my mouth back and held his pulsating glans against my cheek, where he continued to spray his white, thick juice with hard bumps, now not quite as violent.
Finally his orgasm paved, he sank exhausted to the closed toilet, where it spread on the lid.
I got to my knees and licked his still twitching cock completely, no drop should be lost. As long as he hadn’t wanked, he had thawed so much sperm that it could impossible to get out of everything at once. I continued to suck, and only when his dick was thick and slim down, I stopped. I thought that would have been.
He said, still slightly panting: “Wow man, it was an orgasm. Top notch”. I laughed and gave him a kiss. Then he grinned and straightened up.
“And now put it in me”. Before I knew it, he turned around and supported his hands on the wall. He stretched his cracking butt against me, down his eggs and cock down, thick and slipped down. I grabbed her, pulled her back and pushed the pants up a little, so that they stayed behind.
Then I roamed all of his sperm out of my face and smeared it on my cock, which made me even hornier when I was onehin. I gently pressed my plump cock into his hole, he slid into and twitched as soon as he had arrived completely. I felt my testicles between his ass cheeks, my cock was in him until it was stopped. I paused and only enjoyed the feeling of being in him for a moment, being united with him, touching his most intimate place and just putting full throttle in it in him.
I started to rock back and forth in his warm ass, my spread thighs touched his slightly hairy ass cheeks. I couldn’t keep it for a long time. Then I looked down and noticed his cock, which had already become stiff again and against the pants sauces. Now every temperament was too late, I pulled out my cock completely, already felt how he began to itch and became rock hard, and still while I pushed him completely into his ass on a train, I pumped the first thrust into him.
Then I just stayed calm, the cock to the attack in his ass, and enjoyed the itchy, tingling feeling when I was thrusting deeply into him. Before I was done, I felt his sphincter pulled together and he had his second ejaculation. I grabbed his cock and pressed it even further back and he splashed into my hand in a wide arc below me. Another mad cargo!
We were both completely finished and cleaned ourselves.
I wondered what would happen now. After we had dressed our shirts again and Mein and Chris ’Prachtchwanz were stowed back in our pants, we washed our hands and went up. Chris took me to my arms and gave me a kiss. Usually you are reserved for a while after sex, but I felt his affection and had terribly tingling in my stomach.
I drove him under his loose shirt and stroked his stomach. Then we went lunch together, talking about the next exams and forging plans where we wanted to celebrate after the last test. “A friendship plus?”, I thought to myself. But that with Chris, it was somehow cooler than that.
When we walked out of the cafeteria and made our way home, he asked me: “When are you alone at home? I am sure that we could do something supple, so to relax from learning.“I grinned. “Every day, my roommate has already finished and driven home”. Chris Grinst. “And in your bed it is certainly much nicer and more stylish than just”.
I started to paint it again. We gave ourselves a kiss and Chris went towards the bus stop. I had a stand again when I took my bike home and couldn’t wait to see him again. But as it turned out, I didn’t have to wait too long ..
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