So there I was, half way through an all-nighter in the library at university and fresh from a rather interesting first time being sucked off by another man. I have to admit that there were various thoughts running around my head, not least of all the 'have I done the right thing here' worry, but I decided that since I had work to finish, and since he said he'd be back later - I should stick around a while longer.
Who was I kidding? I wanted to see where this would go.
So I hung around and sure enough he returned, coming over and sliding into the seat next to mine. He pulled the seats closer together - close enough to brush his leg against mine without it looking like he was expecting anything or looking suspicious. After a few moments of rubbing together like that, I let one hand casually slide to his thigh and rub there - waiting to see how he'd react.
A big grin spread across his face and he indicated with a single look down that he was growing hard again with me so close to his cock. He was wearing thin trousers with no underwear I guessed from the way his cock was outlined. I squeezed his head through the material and he groaned a little, putty in my hands.
I suggested we go back to the toilet and he shook his head, instead telling me in chipped english that his place was only a five minute walk away, and that we could have a lot more fun there. Hurredly we packed away our stuff and headed out, as he walked past to open his front door I gave his ass a little squeeze and he practically groaned with pleasure.
We walked quickly to his place, him making a show of stopping now and again to bump his ass into my now hard cock and me rubbing into it when he did so as much as I could. Practically falling through the door to his room we stripped off as quickly as we could and before I knew it he was on his knees naked with my cock in his mouth. Groaning away like he was in extasy and running a hand across his ass, fingering it by the looks of things. He seemed relatively loose compaired to the guys I've met since, who've had trouble getting things up themselves like that, but then we were so horny maybe he just didn't care.
After a moment or two we pulled off each other and he took out a bottle of lube, bending over to touch his ankles and wiggling his ass at me, I liberally fingered him with enough to keep him moist. Then without further thought I slid on inside with my cock, which was so ready for it that it was pulsing with blood and pent up sexual tension. He made another groaning sounds and bucked his hips hard back and forth till I was all the way in, then started to ride me as best he could, all the time babbling away in his native language.
Reaching around, I only had to touch his cock once to send a fist shot of cum across his chest and my hand - a second followed shortly and he cried out again, bucking harder and harder on me till I thought my balls would burst. Finally I came once hard into his ass, the cum bubblin out of me so hard that I could hear the change in the sound of our fucking. I pulled out and a second shot splattered his ass cheeks and rosy pink bud.
We collapsed onto the bed and spent the night curled up naked like that, with him against me, ass still moist from my load. The next morning we did it again, and then once more before I had to go to lectures. Swapping numbers, we agreed that this was definately going to be a regular thing.
