Their bodies pressed more tightly together, and Jeff felt his aching
cock press against Peter’s thigh. Jeff reached softly inside Peter’s
shirt and pressed his cold hands against the warmth of Peter’s flesh.
Peter responded the same way.
Jeff couldn’t stand it any longer. He got up, climbed onto the bed,
and ripped off his shirt. Peter […]
They took one of the still warm pizza’s out of its box and harshly
began to eat it. Jeff couldn’t take his eyes off Peter, and fantasized
about how he was going to undress him. The pizza grease dripped freely
all over Jeff’s face. They smiled. They were done, and ready.
Without saying a word, Peter put the pizza boxes aside, and sat next to
Jeff. Reaching around Jeff’s shoulders, he began to lightly caress
Jeff’s hair.
Looking into Peter’s eyes, Jeff saw a glow. The glow was hot and Jeff
was tranced. Slowly Jeff leaned into Peter, his lips pressing tightly
against Peter’s lips. There tongues met inside Peter’s mouth, and it
was all Jeff could do to swallow every drop of Peter’s saliva.
Inside the large lobby Jeff felt comfortable. The pizza’s he had
bought in New York City were still warm, and he rushed to the
elevators, quickly pressing the fourth floor button. On the fourth
floor, Jeff turned left, passed through a set of doors and going around
the corner he came quickly to Peter’s door. Standing in front of the
door, Jeff knocked loudly and opened the door, announcing “Pizza
Delivery!”, as he entered.
In a matter of seconds Jeff came to a curve and a red light. “Fuck it,”
Jeff thought as he sped through it. It was 1:30AM, the area was
deserted, and no one was going to stop Jeff now. Jeff was on a roll.
Within moments he rolled up to Denton Hall, where Peter lived, and
parked directly in front. Denton was a red brick building, about 9
stories tall, situated next to a large open parking lot with many tall
lamp posts at even intervals. It was a cold and damp night. There was
a moist fog in the air, and the bright flood lights from the parking
lot cast eerie shadows and streaks of light through the wet air. The
moist air mingled with Jeff’s cold sweat and formed a sweet acrid
smell, which excited Jeff.
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The white lines sped by faster and faster. Looking ahead Jeff could
see the well lit highway stretching for miles. The jeep wagoneer
plowed through the thin, cold air, it’s body trembling as it steadily
progressed closer to its destination. It was around 1AM when his
headlights first reflected off the College Park sign, and Jeff relaxed
knowing that soon he would be with Peter. He had been thinking about
Peter all day. Sitting in class had been torture. He ached with
longing to wrap himself around Peter. He desperately desired him.
Peter had occupied his thoughts completely leaving no room for
responsibilities that Jeff knew he had. Only one thing was important,
to satisfy himself and to make Peter love him.
Leaving New York City about four hours earlier, Jeff stopped at Ray’s
Pizza on 11th Street and 6th Avenue. Keeping an eye on his car, he
rushed into the crowded pizza parlor and ordered 2 pies. His body
trembled and he couldn’t sit still. Jeff was thinking about how
irresponsible he was being, blowing off his work for the weekend and
driving down to Philadelphia. Sure he had two papers to write and a
lot of reading to do. Jeff wanted to see Peter, however, and the
desire to get high and make love overpowered his sense of
responsibility. The pies came. Securing the boxes on the front seat,
the intense smell of pizza quickly filled the car and fogged the
windows. Luckily Jeff had bought a slice on the side, and as Jeff
began to drive away, Jeff attempted to eat it while driving with one
hand. Jeff held a can of coke between his thighs, with a straw
protruding through the top. The constant thoughts of Peter had long
since worked their effects into Jeff’s groin. His never ending hard on
ached with such intensity that it was all he could do to stay on the
road. The cold from the can of coke pressing against his inner thighs
helped to reduce his aching membrane to something tolerable, but all he
could think about was releasing the pressure in the innards of Peter’s
body.
“Oh, you’ve got to go to church with me today,” my
mother pleaded with me as I groaned and tossed on my
bed. “We’ve got a new minister and I’m sure he’ll be just a
wonderful man.”
“Oh, all right, ma, all right, I’m getting up.” I groused as
I […]
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I could tell he was about to come when all motion on my cock
stopped. He just lay there breathing and moaning as I worked him towards
conclusion. He came with a load yelp and grabbed the backs of my thighs
as his semen spurted into my mouth. I swallowed it all and then caught
the last little bit off the head of his penis before turning around to
smile at him.
“Like that?” I asked.
“Oh, yeah,” he answered, grinning.
Then he reached out and took my erection in his hand and prepared
to bring it to his mouth.
“I thought that should go somewhere else,” I said.
“Where? Oh…you mean…”
“Yeah,” I said. “Have you ever taken it up the ass?”
“No,” he answered. “I’m not sure–”
“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. It will feel great,” I said.
He still seemed a little uncertain, but he was willing to roll
over and prop up his ass for me to get a clear shot. My dick was
already lubricated with his saliva, but I decided to add some soap and
water from the sink. Then I lined my erection up with his tight little
red hole and slowly inserted it.
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The more I thought about it, the more I realized I really wanted
to reshoot Jon and Jason. I called up Jon and asked if he’d be willing to
come back in and let me shoot him in black and white. He agreed to it, so
I was able to get those pictures and they turned out really great. I
decided that I would for sure use one of them in the calendar to add some
variety.
Then I found a secluded park which I thought would be ideal to
shoot Jason, my nature god, in. I called him up, and it took some
convincing, but I got him to do it. I promised him a really quick shoot
since I knew he wouldn’t be able to stand the cold for too long since he
wouldn’t be wearing a thing. I was quite happy with how those pictures
turned out also.
The call from Sam came just before I had planned on going into the
darkroom to develop the film from his shoot with me. The photos were due
to the publisher in two weeks, so I wanted to make sure I had plenty of
time, so I would meet the deadline.
“Hi, Lance. I was wondering if you’d developed the photos from my
time,” Sam said.
“Oh, no I was just going to do that today,” I told him.
“Really? Would you mind if I tagged along?” he asked.
“No, that’s fine. Would you be willing to help out?” I asked.
“Sure that would be fun.”
I met him in the darkroom and we got to work. He seemed sincerely
interested in the whole process so I ran off at the mouth about all I knew
about the darkroom and developing. He became really interested when the
first pictures from when he’d masturbated started coming through.
“Oh, wow. You caught it all,” he said.
“You bet.”
“Can I get a souvenir?” he asked.
“Sure,” I answered.
“What are you going to do with all these others?” he asked.
“Oh…I don’t really know. Just thought I’d develop them and see
how they turned out. I’m curious about how I did on these… action
shots. Then I’ll probably just burn them,” I lied.
Sam nodded. “Just looking at them is making me hot again.”
I turned and looked at him with a smile. He surprised me with his
frankness, but after masturbating for me and letting me take pictures of
it, that was probably just part of his nature. I wondered what his
next surprise for me would be. I didn’t have to wait long.
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As I took some pictures, his penis continued to thicken and
lengthen until I could ignore it no longer. I was committed to doing a
tasteful calendar and erections had no place in it.
“Uh, we have a problem,” I said.
“Yeah, I know,” he admitted, blushing as the issue was brought out.
“Why don’t we just talk for a while. Maybe that will help get
your mind off this shoot,” I said.
He nodded. We sat down on a couple of chairs and chatted for a
while about our classes and the usual college small talk. I glanced at
his dick occasionally to watch for any progress, but none was forthcoming.
“This just isn’t going to work. I’m sorry, but the idea of having
my picture taken in the nude is too exciting for me.”
“That’s all right…Maybe there’s something else you could do to
get rid of it…”
He caught my gist and nodded. “I know. I thought of that. I’ll
go try it.”
Sam got up and headed for the changing room, but turned at the doorway.
“Can I do it out here?” he asked, a blush coming to his cheeks at
his request. I didn’t know Sam very well. I had only met him once
before, but I was now very intrigued. It appeared as if I had a little
exhibitionist on my hands.
I went to the studio very early for the next session because I
wanted to start developing some of the film. Sam showed up just as I was
finishing.
“Can I have a look?” he asked.
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