Any resemblance to real people or actual situations is purely accidental.
My Sig Ep Skater Boy
Nick pulled the zipper to its end point and allowed his bushel of pubic hair to breath freely. What Chris inhaled from the slit in Nick's Playboy boxers was a pungent whiff of manly ball sweat.
And the scent of his lover's cock and balls brought it all back. This budding relationship began just a little over a month ago.
The first encounter the two ever had was in the dining hall of the dorms. Tray in hand, Chris was in a bee line toward his table of friends as the most beautifully packaged boy blew past him. He turned his head to catch a glimpse of the hot little skater boy's ass and to his amazement caught the boy's eye instead. It appeared as though the boy was doing exactly what Chris was -- checking out the merchandise.
Their paths would not cross again until the following semester. After constant pressure from his fraternity friends, Chris would be convinced to pledge a fraternity. Each fraternity on campus had its niche. The one Chris would eventually join was known for its preppy exterior. Being that Chris was attracted to the exact opposite, he immediately found a liking to the hard ass boys from Sig Ep. Low and behold, his dining hall stud was a Sig Ep and his name was Nick.
Some would call Chris a tad obsessive. Others would call it determination. When he wants something he goes after it. Nick would become his newest conquest. It would be his most daunting task, turning a seemingly straight boy gay.
So, he became familiar with Nick's daily routine and new most of his classes.
Nick ended his day with the tireless trek to his golden truck en route of the elevator in the parking structure. Not far behind him was Chris, who knew exactly where Nick was going . His plan was to end up on the same elevator as Nick in order to initiate some sort of interaction.
The door closed behind Chris and he found himself alone on the elevator with the man of his dreams. Suddenly, it wasn't so easy for Chris to talk. It was for Nick.
"So what fraternity are you pledging?" He looked at Chris' shirt, tie and fraternity pin knowing that he was a Greek nubie.
"Delta Chi," his voice shook.
And with that the elevator door slithered open and the two walked to their cars. This was all the incentive Chris needed. He rushed home and put his pen to the paper. He wrote Nick a letter:
Dear Nick,
I've noticed you around campus and at various fraternity events and I have taken a liking to you. I'm going to keep this short because I don't know exactly what to say, but perhaps we could hang out sometime. Give me a call sometime.
Chris saw Nick headed to his last class of the day and handed him the folded up letter. He opened unfolded it and read it to himself.
"What does this mean," Nick asked. "Do u wanna party or what?"
A Little dumbfounded by his response, Chris stammered "umm...yeah, or whatever."
"Alright, I'll give you a ring this weekend."
The entire weekend, Chris would never leave his house. The phone rang but it was never Nick.
Monday came and Chris was standing in the Car's Junior line at school. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Nick walking toward the opposite end of the room and Nick saw Chris. He turned around, looked at Chris and stuck up his middle finger. Talk about confused as hell, Chris didn't know what just happened.
Maybe Nick was afraid, but maybe he wasn't into guys.
Chris then took another whiff of Nick's delicious cock and it brought him back to reality. Nick was now his and that's all that mattered. Chris stood up and placed his hands on Nick's rosy, freckled cheeks.
"Damn you're hot" Chris flashed him his huge grin.
They leaned in and locked lips. Chris immediately went to work. He slipped his tongue into Nick's mouth and felt the tip of his lover's tongue. They sucked on each other's saliva soaked tongues for about five minutes and then fell onto Nick's bed.
"I want you to fuck me," Chris pulled off his gray Element tank top.
"Are you sure babe?"
"Uh huh. And bareback too," Chris then pulled off Nick's yellow, Independent shirt.
He rolled Nick onto his back and licked inside his bare belly button. He rubbed his fingers through Chris' curly brown hair.
That was all the teasing Nick needed and Chris knew it, so he slid Nick's unzipped pants to his ankles and a second later his boxers would follow.
He lowered his head and licked at Nick's thin shaft.
"God you taste fucking awesome"
"I can't wait to be inside of you."
Chris then licked at the slit in his cock head and tasted his slimy, sweet precum. He bobbed his head up and down on Nick's dick and got him lubed and horny.
Nick repositioned his body and put his head between Chris' legs. He eased Chris' eight inch monster into his hungry mouth and deep throated the 135 pound beauty. Chris pulled himself up just a bit so as to put his tight asshole at Nick 's face. Nick took the hint and jutted his tongue out and into Chris smooth crack.
"Holy shit that feels good babe," Chris moaned.
Nick worked the inside of Chris' hole until he was dripping wet inside. He pulled Chris off and put him on his back. He lifted his legs atop his shoulders and aimed his cock at Chris' asshole.
Slowly Nick slid his shaved cock inside of Chris' ass and fucked him rhythmically.
"Fuck me Nick. Yeah! Do me you hot fucking skater boy! Ugghhh I want your creamy cum in me."
"Oooo Chris! Yeah, babe. I wanna shoot my load all over your insides, but I'd rather put it in your mouth."
Nick felt his climax coming on and pulled his raging boner out of his lover's asshole and put it near his face.
"Ugghhh are you ready Chris, cause here I cum."
Chris opened his mouth and a stream of thick white juice hit Chris on the upper lip. Chris licked it and pulled Nick by his waist. He opened his mouth wider and put Nick's spraying cock inside of his mouth.
"Yeah, Chris. Swallow it babe. Mmmm."
Chris sucked on his dick like a baby sucks the remains from its bottle. The last of Nick's load found its way to the back of Chris' throat. The site was amazing.
Nick straddled Chris's face with his dripping cock and Chris had white cum all over his chin and nose. Perhaps their next romp will invoke more memories of their beginnings.