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Dorm Encounter IX: Staff Retreat
Once a year the entire Housing staff, comprised of two hundred RA's, thirty GR's and several other assorted Housing folks leave campus en masse and travel to some cheesy campground or other such "resort" for two nights and three days of intensive training and bonding for the following year.
I have always hated these adventures. There's always a lot of touchy-feely activity that frankly gags me thinking about it. I have, in the past, always had a miserable time.
This year looked no different. We all amassed at some god-forsaken camp that the Health Department might be really interested in, and were given bunk assignments in an acre of cabins. I was bunked with other members of the staff of my building and for some reason, there was room for one extra person and it was filled by a guy from another community that I didn't know.
I could tell, as we all unpacked and goofed around, that he was very uncomfortable being with a group of people who knew each other well and didn't know him, so I went up and introduced myself to him. Standing close to him, I got a good look at him and realized, much to my pleasure, that he was quite attractive. Jason was about five ten, was slight in build, and had long flowing auburn hair that almost reached his waist in the back. It was perfectly straight, perfectly sparkling clean and blew gently in the wind. His face was smooth and clear. His smile was absolutely flawless, and his big manly hands felt good in mine as we shook hands. Jason was, in a word, a handsome boy!
I told him about some of the people on my staff and suggested we walk down to the "chow hall" and get a coke while we were waiting for the first session. As we walked, we talked about ourselves and our lives. Several minutes passed as we walked and enjoyed each other's company when Jason stopped and turned to me.
"Are you, by any chance, the Andrew that is Andrew, the gay RA?" he asked me.
"Yes, I am. I guess I have quite a reputation, don't I?"
"Well, if what I hear is true, you are a real voice for the gay community on campus, and represent yourself and your peers well when confronted with residents and staff that have questions and concerns about gay life."
"I'm flattered, Jason," I commented. "It has always been my hope to be open and free with information to foster growth of the gay/lesbian/bisexual community on campus."
"I think that's cool. I've always wanted to sit down with someone like you and find out about gay life."
"Well, there's no time like the present," I said.
We left the main path and headed off into the woods. Within 100 yards, we had found a clearing that was rather well protected from the rest of the woods. We sat on a fallen tree and began to talk. An hour later (missing the first session, of course), we were still sitting and still talking. I had told him about my varied experiences and about coming out, etc. The conversation was pleasant to say the least, as I enjoy talking to people about my homosexuality. As we talked, we inched closer together quite unconsciously until our knees touched.
The electricity that flowed from Jason's knee to mine was intense. I stopped talking and looked right into his eyes and said, "Do I take it that you are more than just curious about all this?"
"I think so. I find the thought of male to male sex so arousing I cannot explain it." he said.
I took his hands in mine and looked deep into his gorgeous eyes. I leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek. He kissed my cheek back, and without warning we were deeply kissing, wrapping our tongues around each other. We broke the kiss and I began to run my hands over his shoulders and down his back. He did the same to me as we resumed kissing. We kissed violently, passionately, hungrily until we had rolled to the soft ground in front of us. I laid Jason gently down on his back and unbuttoned his shirt. His chest was totally smooth and so incredibly soft that I almost came just running my hands across it. I tweaked his nipples as he raised his back up to remove his shirt. I laid it beneath him to form a cushion and began tonguing his chest. I sucked on his nipples, eliciting soft coos from him. He was running his wonderfully long fingers through my hair and whispering great things as I travelled down. I unsnapped his jeans and pulled them down to his knees and then off, finding, to my surprise that he was wearing no underwear!
His cock was rockhard and curved slightly to the left. It was not massive in length, but was quite thick, tapered from the head to the root. It was nestled in soft auburn pubic hair and I ran my hands through it loving the soft feeling of it. I pulled his pants all the way off and hefted his heavy balls in my hands. They felt full of spunk, and I lowered my head to his cock to draw it out.
I licked the head softly and gently as his hands found my hair and began twisting it. I took the shaft in my mouth and sank down to the root, easily filling my mouth with his rockhard member. I glided up and tongued the veins as I came up. I licked around the head, swirling my tongue in sheer adoration of this favorite piece of mail anatomy of mine. He was obviously enjoying what I was doing as the pressure he was putting on my hair got stronger and stronger.
His hips began to lift off of the ground and I stopped sucking to lick on his balls. His ballsac, like so much of his body, was completely hairless and I licked each ball carefully, drawing them into my mouth first one at a time and then together. I continued my downward journey and licked the cord of flesh I find so erotic, the one that connects the balls and the asshole. As I arrived at his ass, he lifted his legs so that his knees were bent sharply, and presented his ass for my inspection.
I tongued his cheeks in my traditional circling motion, getting closer and closer to his rosebud hole. Finally, able to stand it no more, I honed in on his hole and began actively licking and sucking it. I rammed my tongue inside his tight steamy bunghole and began a fucking-like assault on his ass. He pushed my head out of the way and rammed one of his long, bony fingers inside, pushing and pulling quickly, panting and gasping as he did so.
I quickly shed my shorts and jockstrap and spit on my raging cock. I pulled his hand out of his ass (he was now shoving several fingers in and out) and rammed my cockhead towards his hole. Meeting a lot of resistance, I pushed hard until I felt the head slip by his gate. I sunk slowly to the hilt, joining his groans with my own. I lay atop him with his feet up in the air, and pulled out. In and out I fucked, eliciting sheer pleasure from his mouth and face as he looked up at me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me deep into him as his cock shook beneath my stomach and began spewing a huge load of cum. I pulled out and pumped my prick until it began spewing as well. We both watched as his chest became covered with our spunk. I shook the last drops from mine and pushed my fingers all over his chest, mixing our cum into a thick puddle. I leaned down and licked it up, keeping it in my mouth. When his chest was pretty clean, I laid down atop him and fed our loads to him.
He swallowed hungrily, searching my mouth's many cavities with his tongue. We continued to kiss well beyond the consumption of the sperm, and our cocks hardened between us.
We broke apart and I squatted over his cock. He pushed me away and knelt in front of my upturned ass and dove for my pucker, locking his lips over my hole and pushing his tongue as far in as it would go. In and out he teased me. Then he inserted one of his fingers and began scraping around, loosening me for his throbbing cock. I raised my legs high in the air and yelled, "Fuck me, Jason! Fuck me, you stud!"
He needed little encouragement and mounted me like a stallion, driving his rockhard member deep into my bowels. I filled quickly and thrusted my ass muscles to tighten around his cock. I met each thrust he made by pushing my hips up off the ground. Our fucking gained a frenzied cadence as his cock sank in and out of my lusting hole.
I grabbed him around the waist and pulled him deeper with each stroke. As his cockhead banged my prostrate, I grunted and moaned in appreciation. His thick cock filled me completely, and I did not want this moment to end. Suddenly, with little warning, I felt the first spurt of his jetting semen hit the deepest confines of my ass. He continued to pelt my insides with hot creamy cum until he was flailing his arms and sweat was pouring from his cute chest.
I pulled him deep inside and pulled him down on top of me as my cock began spewing between our heaving bellies. I kissed him deeply as our cocks subsided, his in my ravaged ass, mine between us. We kissed long and hard until our breathing returned to a more normal rate, and we rolled around a little, licking each other clean like little kittens. We met to kiss again, and then rolled apart to dress.
As we dressed, we spoke little, but Jason smiled a lot at me, as if saying he was OK. I finally asked him what he was thinking, and he said, "You have no idea how much I enjoyed that! I know I am straight, and I love my girlfriend very much, but I now know how wonderful fucking between two men can be, and I think it is great! I can see why you like being gay!"
I smiled at him and said, "Anytime you feel the need to do this again, just let me know. I think you are about the hottest little thing I've come across in a long time, Jason!"
"Well, I hate to admit it, but I think we have some free time tonight after sesssions. Can we come back and fuck some more?" Jason asked.
And we did-- all night long!! (And boy did the staff whisper the next morning!) Hee Hee.
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