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Pushing away slightly, Jeff caressed Peter’s chest hair and tenderly
caressed his way to Peter’s crotch. Peter’s pants were already undone
and it was easy for Jeff to remove them. Jeff then quickly and
savagely tore off his own pants. Peter’s hands groped around Jeff, and
their bodies once more completely entwined. Jeff was on top, and could
feel Peter’s hands penetrating his underwear and squeezing the
corpulent muscles of his ass. Jeff’s hard on was unbearable, tearing
at the lips of his underwear. Jeff could feel the head of his penis
breaking through his underwear and pressing warmly against Peter’s
lower abdomen.

Jeff removed his underwear. Reaching gently into Peter’s underwear,
Jeff squeezed his supple penis. It was very hard, and Jeff couldn’t
wait to feel it deep within his mouth. Removing Peter’s underwear,
Jeff fondled Peter’s penis. He couldn’t wait another second. Placing
his head right over Peter’s penis, he took his entire cock deep into
his mouth. It tasted wonderful. It filled his mouth with warmth and
love. Rhythmically moving his head up and down on Peter’s cock, Jeff
was in ecstasy.

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.

Glancing around the room, Jeff saw that it was rectangular, about 12
feet by 18 feet. There were two beds balanced on dressers that were
about 5 feet high. The beds were at 90 degree angles to each other and
fit snugly into the far corner of the room.

By now Peter had also seen the bulge in Jeff’s pants.

“Don’t worry,” Peter exclaimed, “my roommate is out for the night with
this girl he likes. I missed you so much.”

Jeff sat the pizza’s down on a chair and they embraced. The warmth of
their bodies penetrated their clothes and filled them with longing and
love. Glancing at Peter’s face, Jeff took in the warm and happy
expression which he saw. Peter was a short guy, about 5′10″. He had
brown hair, brown eyes, and a slight build. He wasn’t that handsome,
but it didn’t matter. Jeff felt accepted and Jeff was happy to be
there.

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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I pulled him into my arms and planted a passionate kiss upon his
lips. He returned it with equal fervor and then broke away.
“Get undressed. I don’t want to wait any longer,” he whispered
forcefully.
I pulled away and stripped as fast as I could. Then we pressed
our naked bodies together and kissed, opening our mouths to exploration.
His mouth was warm and sweet, and I tasted deeply of him. Our
erections pressed against each other and I rubbed against him, enjoying
this sensation.
Sam began to kiss his way down my body: my throat, my chest, my
nipples, my navel, and then he engulfed my erection. I groaned as I felt
my penis touch the back of his throat. I wondered if this “friend” of
mine had showed him how to make love also.
“Hold on,” I told him, pushing him away.
“What?” he asked.
“Lay down,” I told him.
He laid down on our pile of clothes and I crouched over top him with
my mouth at his erection and his at mine. He was exactly my height, and
there wasn’t any way I was going to let this chance slip by.
I gently licked my way down the length of his pole and sucked on
each of his balls. Then I stuck a finger in my mouth and got it good and
wet before I slowly inserted this slowly into his anus. I heard him moan
around my penis as it went in.

“Open your robe a little on top. Let’s see some more chest,” I
said.
He did, revealing more of his thick brown chest hair.
“What kind of underwear were you wearing?” I asked shortly.
“Just jockeys,” he answered.
“What color?”
“White.”
“Hmmm…okay.” If they’d been something interesting I might have
added them. “Are you ready to go all the way?”
“I think so,” he answered.
“Then go for it,” I told him.
He unstrapped the robe and pulled it off. His chest hair ended at
his pectorals and then formed a line right below his pecs right down the
center of his torso. It went into his furry belly. His crotch was a mass
of wiry brown pubic hair. An average size dick sprang from this.
Underneath were a hefty pair of fuzzy balls.
I had him sit and then lay on the sofa wearing only his glasses
and pretending to read the book prop.
“That’s it,” I announced once I’d felt I had enough.
“How did I do?”
“You were great. Get dressed,” I urged, smiling reassuringly.
I packed up my equipment and headed back to my room. Throughout
the whole experience I hadn’t gotten an erection. It had remained a very
professional experience. Now that I was back in my room though, I
stripped and pounded my hard cock for all it was worth as I thought about
the photo shoot. My orgasm was powerful and quick.

Moving back onto campus brought a sense of sadness mixed with joy
to my heart. I would be graduating at the end of this year after spending
three years there. It was at this school that I’d had my first homosexual
experiences. It was here that I’d felt the […]