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by Ian Britton (ians.stuff@theoffice.net)
There must have been loads of good looking boys around when I was at school, but I only ever got to know a couple of them. Most of the guys that I knew were in the football team, or the basketball team or some sporty club or something like that. But there were plenty of guys whose names I knew, because when your at school you tend to know the names of everyone in your year even if you don't know them personally.
School was behind me now and I was starting out at University. I had lived in London all my life, and so moving to Liverpool to go to Uni was a whole new experience for me. I guess that I was a bit nervous about the whole thing. Not knowing anyone there, and having to share a room with a lad that I had never even set eyes on.
I eventually managed to get rid of my parents and sat down in the place that was to be my home for the next year at least. I suppose that when you think of student halls, you get a picture of a dark single room with a bed in the corner and a desk under the window. At least that's what I was imagining. So, you could say that I was very pleased with the sight I was greeted with. It was like a mini flat, there was a sort of lounge room with a sofa, TV and video, all nicely decorated, then there were three doors leading off from that room. The first went into a small (and it was very small!) kitchen area, the other one was the bathroom, and the third one was the bedroom. Two single beds, one on either side of the brightly coloured room, and two desks under the massive picture window were the morning sunlight came streaming through.
Realising that whoever the lucky boy was that was sharing with me, I was going to have to become pretty close friends with, I went back into the lounge and waited for him.
About twenty minutes later I heard people outside the door saying their goodbyes. I switched the TV off and stood up waiting for the new arrival. I heard the key in the door and took a breath, bracing myself for whoever was about to come through the door. I watched at the door started to open, little by little, and then all at once. I looked up at the face standing the door way and I think my jaw must have dropped.
"Fuckin' hell, what are you doing here?" the lad at the door said, in a light hearted way of course.
"Probably the same as you I said!" walking up to the guy, I put my hand out to shake his.
It was one of the guys from my old school. He was one of the one's who I knew to look at, his name was Lee, and we said hello if we passed each other in the corridor or in the street.
He brought his suitcases and boxes of stuff inside the flat, and we went off into the kitchen to get ourselves used to were everything was and to make a cup of tea. We went back and sat in the lounge to talk over what we had done over the summer, about some of our friends and what they were up to. At two we had to stop the chat and go down to a welcoming meeting in the main hall.
I left Lee thinking that it was good to have someone pretty familiar there, but how I was still a little uncomfortable. I just put it down to being the first time that I had to share a room, let alone a mini home with anyone other than my parents before.
That evening, I came back into the flat to see Lee already there in the lounge, curled up on the sofa with a cup of tea, watching the TV. He got up and asked how my day had been.
"Not bad. What about you?" I asked.
"Fine, met a couple of people." he told me. The conversation was pretty thin on the ground, and I was starting to wonder just how well we were actually going to get on.
Thankfully, we managed to have a real conversation when we went into the kitchen to make dinner together. After that, there wasn't a problem with neither of us wanted to say anything to the other.
After dinner we went back to watching the TV. It was then that I took a proper look at Lee. Light blonde hair, smooth skin, blue eyes, pale lips. He was pretty good looking! I carried on watching the TV, but I was sure that I could see Lee, out of the corner of my eye, taking a look at me, just as I had done with him.
"I think I'm just about ready for bed." Lee told me, sound more relaxed than when we first started.
This was one of the things I had been dreading. I knew that I fancied lads for years and years, and I wondered how I was going to cope living with another guy and trying to hide the fact that I might fancy him. "Yeah, I suppose I'm pretty tired to." wondering if that was in fact the right thing to say.
"Do you want to use the bathroom first?" Lee asked me. Shit, he was already being considerate!
"No, you go ahead, I'll take it after you." I told him, figuring that the least I could do was to buy myself a little more time.
Lee got up from his place on the sofa, and walked through the centre door that led into the bathroom. He shut the door behind him. I stayed firmly in position on the sofa. I heard the water running into the sink, and I found myself wondering what it was that I remembered about him.
Then it struck me. His nickname at school. Smoothie. He was on the swimming team and apparently the guys on the team had seen him in the shower, totally smooth skinned. Not a trace of hair, with the exception on the top of his head, anywhere. And I found myself getting turned on by it. And then I panicked about being turned on because I had to spend so much time in this small space with him, and the problems that it could cause me.
The water in the sink stopped, and the door opened. Lee stood at the doorway, the steam of the hot water misted the bathroom behind him. I looked up from the newspapers that I was pretending to read, and had my first real glimpse at this god. Sure enough the only hair I could see was what he had on the top of his head. He was wearing only a plain blue towel. What I could see of him was lightly coloured, but nicely built. A swimmers build I would say, not a body builder, but no skinny kid either. His arms certainly filled out the sleeves of the T-shirt he had been wearing all day, and now I could see his smooth chest. Pumped up ever so slightly so that there was some muscle definition there, but not over done. His nipples stood proud of his chest, hard and erect as the cool air outside the bathroom hit him.
"I thought I might take a shower." Lee told me, which explained why he had stripped off, "but you can use the bathroom before I have one if you want." he said.
"No, no, you go ahead and have your shower." I replied, thinking that I could do considerate just as well as him, "and then I can use the bathroom after you've finished."
"Seriously mate, I do take a while in the shower!" he told me, flashing those perfect rows of white teeth at me.
"Ahh, one of these new men who wants to look his best no matter where he is eh!?" I replied, jokingly.
Lee laughed at my joke, which put me a little more at ease, and helped me get my mind off what was going on in my trousers. "Yeah, something like that!" he told me.
"Ok then, I'll take it, sounds like you like to work late!" I said, getting up from my place on the sofa and walking towards Lee in the bathroom door. He moved aside to let me in, and I could smell his scent as I moved past. As I shut the door I watched him, briefly, in nothing but that towel, moving to where I had been on the sofa.
Inside the bathroom I could smell Lee. The same smell as I moved passed him. Young male sex, that's what you could smell, and I loved it! Fuck, even when I was at school just the smell of the boys changing rooms was enough to get me going! My hand reached down to my jeans and I could feel my prick rising fast, and I knew that now was the time to act to sort it out, otherwise I mightn't get another chance until the morning, I knew I couldn't last that long!
I quickly stripped off and then took a look at myself in the mirror. Wearing just my boxer shorts, my hard prick easily tented them, and in one move I pulled them off. I grabbed hold of my raging 7" erection and felt how strong it was in my hand, I noticed a smile cross my face. It was that satisfaction that every boy gets when he takes hold of the one thing that makes him a man. I gave a couple of tugs on my pole, and almost immediately I could see a couple of droplets of my juice form on the tip. I ran my fingers through my black pubes, feeling the curls, and right along the length of my teen prick, wiping the liquid onto one of my fingers. I moved that finger to each of my nipples and gently rubbed the moisturiser into each one, carefully, heightening the erotic feelings that were flowing through my body. All brought about by that naked boy just on the other side of that door.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see a pile of clothes left just by the basin unit in the bathroom, and realised that I hadn't seen Lee come out with any of the clothes that he went in with. And sure enough, they were his. I moved through the white T-shirt and the blue jeans and the socks that made up the pile, to my prize. A pair of black Calvin Kleins. Still warm in my hands I moved the crotch up to my nose and inhaled as much as I could. Sure enough there was the scent, the smell of Lee and that smell that I used to love so much in the boys changing rooms. I moved my hand to my prick and gave it a couple more tugs. The combination of the stimulation of my prick and the smell of Lee's shorts sent me over the edge and I blew a load, all over the bathroom floor and on his clothes. And then there was a knock on the bathroom door. I froze.
"Tony, mind if I have a quick shave before I get a shower?" Lee asked me through the door.
I had to think quick and used that timeless classic for stalling, "Sorry, what did you say?" I asked.
"Can I get a quick shave?" he asked me again.
I bolted very quickly into the shower and through the curtain closed across the bath tub. "Yeah, sure, I'm just taking a quick shower, so go for it." I said, turning on the water. The cold water, trying to cool myself, and my erection down. I turned my back to the shower curtain, just incase he could work out my form behind it.
The door opened, and closed. Through the shower curtain I could just make out Lee's naked top half and the blue towel that was still wrapped around his waist. I still couldn't get rid of my erection, I was fascinated by watching the shape in front of the curtain as he raised his hand to pick up a razor from the ledge in front of the sink.
I must have been under there for about ten minutes as I could see Lee working that blade up and down his face. I wondered for a moment if there was actually anything there to shave off, I hadn't noticed it if there was. Thankfully, my erection had just about gone away to save my blushes. I noticed that Lee had finished and turned around and faced the shower curtain.
"Have you finished in there yet?" he asked me.
"Yeah, just done" I said, turning off the cold water and shivering at the harshness of it. "Could you grab me a towel?" I asked him. This was a ploy to get him out the bathroom for a moment so that I could quickly jump out of the shower, pull on my shorts, and hide my embarrassment. That wasn't going to happen.
"You can use mine." he said, and I could see his hand reach to his waist and remove the only thing that was covering every part of him from my view. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, and I had to think fast.
I was certain that if I was to pull that curtain back, and look at Lee, naked, that my prick would react, and my cover would be blown. But what option did I have? Taking a quick deep breath, I put my hand on the edge of the curtain and pulled it back.
Just my luck, the first thing I saw, due to the direction my eyes were pointing in, was his groin. Hairless. Totally smooth, like a new born baby, except bigger, on the frame of the most beautiful nineteen year old. His prick, like mine was uncut, and hung neatly over his balls that were also hairless and pulled in tight against his body.
I looked up at Lee's face and smiled at him, nervously. He looked straight at me and smiled back. I stepped out of the bath tub, dripping, standing right in front of this beauty. He reached out and took hold of my hand, slowly, oh so slowly, he guided my hand to him, until my fingers touched the smooth skin of his belly, before moving my hand down I felt his prick moving up to greet me, and he was getting hard. My own dick had already swelled to its full length. My hand travelled right to the base of Lee's prick, now hard and stiff, without a hair to block the path, I made a fist around his 6" cock and moved it all the way up along its silky smooth length. I left my hand on his prick, not wanting to let this new toy go, and with my other hand I stroked his balls, feeling each one under their hairless, smooth sack. My hand kept travelling between his legs and up his arse crack. Still nothing. No friction. Just smooth man flesh.
Our lips soon met, and our tongues darted in and out of each others mouths. I licked my lips, each one, slowly and sensually. We broke off for a moment, and I stood back. And there was this amazing sight. A boy, nearly a man. Nineteen years old, and not a pubic hair in sight. Truly, only if you've ever seen what a man looks like with no hair around his cock and balls, no hair under his arms, on his chest, or on his legs, will you know just what a hot, passionate sight it is. I could have literally shot my wad right there and then, with not one single touch of my cock.
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I couldn't hold back. I dropped to my knees and took hold of this silky smooth prick. My tongue traced its length, right the way up to the tip, slipping it under his foreskin and against the sensitive tip of his uncut prick, this made him squirm and wriggle, pushing my tongue further underneath his foreskin. I did this a couple of times, slicking up my toy with my own saliva. Then I went down on him. Pressing my moist lips right up against his hairless tool as I slipped it in, all the way down my throat, and then out again. Lee's deep breathing soon became moans of pleasure and excitement, as he took over and started fucking my face with his amazing cock. |
My hands took hold of his smooth ass cheeks and gripped them tight. I helped him, pushing him in and out of my mouth. Each time he pushed in, I held my tongue just at the tip of his prick, catching his foreskin and rolling it all the way back down the shaft of his mighty prick. So the sensitive head of his prick touched every inch of my throat as I swallowed him down.
He withdrew from my mouth after about fifteen minutes of fucking it. I stood up and kissed him. Allowing the precum that had leaked from his prick to be wiped up out of my mouth with his tongue. I looked into those bright blue eyes of his as we kissed and I knew, instinctively, that he had wanted to do this, with me, for years. His boyhood dreams, all coming true in this college flat.
He reached over to the ledge by the sink. We broke out kiss for a second. He grabbed hold of my hard prick that was leaking precum more than I had imagined possible. I saw in his other hand a black bottle of shampoo.
"Stick it up me, please." Lee said to me. His bright blue eyes burning brightly with anticipation into my own.
I said nothing to him. There was nothing I could say. The only thing I could do was do what he had asked me to. He gave me the bottle and held his hands out. I unflipped the lid. My heart still pounded hard and fast in my chest. I still could really believe that I was doing this, with one of the most gorgeous people I had ever seen. I squeezed plenty of the cool, green gel onto Lee's waiting hands, and he moved them to my prick.
His hands felt as smooth as his bollocks as he spread the gel along the length of my shaft. Up and down the whole of its length he spread as much of it as thickly as he could. When he had finished, he worked his fingers through the black pubes that surrounded my cock and balls. I looked at his face as he did this, and I could see a very broad smile across his face. His hands moved down to my hairy bollocks, leaving the remaining traces of the gel in amongst the hairs that lined by ball sac.
I kissed Lee once more, letting my tongue almost fight with his for a second, before we both went down onto our knees on the floor. Once on the ground, Lee knew how he wanted to do this, and he got up on his hands and knees, his arse towards me, up in the air. He took one of his hands off the floor and spread his ass cheeks for me. That's when I first got my proper look at his smooth ass crack and his rose bud puckered hole. I had intended just to put some more of the cool gel on his hole and go for it, but I suddenly, after looking at this sight, had a change of mind.
I buried my face in between his arse cheeks and went for it with my tongue. Slowly and gently I liked around the edges of this golden tunnel, and it began to give way. I probed further and further, pushing against and stretching the skin of his anal wall. Opening my mouth wide, and pushing against him to get more and more of my tongue inside me. I could hear Lee moaning and groaning, hard, whispering loudly to me 'more, push it in, further'. The taste was of a boy. A boy turning into a man. I took my tongue out of his hole, and opened the shampoo bottle again. I squeezed a little of the gel onto my finger tips and massaged it in, along with my saliva, into Lee's hole, just to make sure that I didn't hurt the little man with my rod of iron.
I took one of his hands off his ass cheek and placed it onto my slippery dick in order to let him guide me into his bottom. I could hear his breathing increase sharply as I felt the tip of my cock touch the entrance to his hole for the very first time. He pushed out, like he was having a shit, and fed just the tip of my prick inside himself. Then he placed both of his hands back on the floor and steadied himself for what was to come.
Slowly, gently, but firmly, I started to push inside him. Once again he moaned, these little sounds escaping from his lips urged me to carry on. I placed both of my hands on his waist to take a good grip with which to push in further. I looked down. Lee's white, nineteen year old bottom, with my prick disappearing deep inside him. As I pushed harder, and firmer to pass his sphincter muscle, my foreskin rolled back along the shaft of my prick, sliding against the lubricated walls of Lee's hole.
Inch by inch, stretching him wide open, filling him up with my meat, I kept going. One, two, three, four inches in and Lee was gasping, trying to recapture the breath that escaped from his lungs with each move further inside. Five, six inches and the tip of my head glances against his prostate gland making him scream out in shear pleasure. Seven inches of hard cock inside him, and I lay down on his back and ready myself for the assault. Taking hold of his prick, sticking out underneath him, I can feel the silky smooth skin, and reach once more for the shampoo bottle. Squeezing a bit more of the gel onto my hands, I grab hold of that smooth pole once more, and feel how slippery and smooth it really is.
I withdraw my penis out of Lee's anus all the way down to the tip of my cock, taking with it, in my hand, Lee's foreskin as I start jerking his cock in time with my thrusts. Pushing it all the way back inside, ramming it deep within him, I roll the foreskin back over the shinny head of his cock, and the gel mixes in with the pre cum that Lee had produced in all the excitement. My cock quivers against his prostate gland once more, and I can feel his dick almost pulsating into orgasm in my hand. But he's not going to get away with it just yet! I tug back on his smooth ball sac, my hand slips off because he is just so smooth. Turning me on even more. I pull right the way out again and then back in, jerking his dick along with me as we go.
Then I lost all control of my senses and started fucking this beauty like a wild animal. In the only way a man truly can when his hormones begin to rage. Lee screamed out I assume in both the pain and pleasure that I was sure he was going through. Slamming against those firm arse cheeks grazing his prostate gland with my prick. Making him writhe and wriggle and squirm underneath me.
I couldn't hold it for any longer than ten minutes. I had to do something, to give a release to what was building up inside my balls as they slapped against the smooth, hairless crack of Lee's arse, and also a release to the little man that I was pounding underneath me. One long, hard, immense thrust, almost ripping my own foreskin back as I pushed up inside him, pushing the Lee's foreskin all the way over the tip of his dick, and then I felt the pulses. Throughout his whole body, the feeling of an orgasm. The feeling of another man underneath me releasing his pent-up frustration.
I watched forward of both of us, as Lee's prick literally spewed wads and wads of cum, re-painting the bathroom walls with his own seed. The ring of muscle in his arse clenched tightly around my prick. I cupped my balls gently, and shot my load right up inside my new lover. I collapsed onto his back.
I kept his dick in my hand. As his orgasm slowed to a tricked over my fingers and onto the bathroom floor underneath us. My dick slipped out, my load spent. Lee's arse, red and sore. I rubbed it gently, making it better, helping him as he stood up. Leading him into the bedroom.
Lee never did get his shower that night.
The end.
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