Ok... so this is the first story I've ever written. I've posted it elsewhere, awhile ago. But this is the first site I care about that I've put it on. It's pretty short, based on a fantasy of mine about a guy I know... 
Please be nice, even though I don't think it's great
. Feedback would be cool.
This is also my first post after lurking here on and off for ages.
We were at college, Freshmen year. I was sitting a couple of seats along from a guy named Lee. He was tall, with really short brown hair. Cute. Lee was a big guy. Muscled. Not in a toned way, he had flesh covering his muscles so they looked round rather than angular. He was also the class clown; he loved it when people laughed at whatever he was doing.
That day was really hot. It was the last class of the day, and we were in a building that didn't have proper aircon. Everyone was leaning back in their seats, chatting and joking and stuff. Lee was complaining about the heat, and to be funny, he had undone his pants, and was using his notebook to fan his crotch. He was wearing tight black boxer-briefs, with a red waist-band. Like I said, Lee was a big guy, he was really filled out, and it looked like his underpants were too. It was one of those sights you just couldn't draw your eyes away from. I looked without really intending to - I couldn't help it. He was grinning cheekily, looking around the room, and saying "Aw, jeez! My crotch is so hot!"
Fortunately, class ended pretty soon after, and everyone rushed to leave. Someone accidentally brushed against my desk, and scattered my stuff all over the floor. By the time I had picked up my pens and things and left, the corridors were all but empty.
To get downstairs, I had to pass the bathrooms. It had no doors, just a sort of ante-room with the basins, and then around a corner inside that, the cubicles and urinal and everything. As I walked past, a hand shot out and grabbed my arm. It was Lee. He was much stronger than me, so I couldn't really stop him from pulling me into the men's room. Even if it had been possible, I doubt whether I would have been able to as I was really surprised and thrown off course by his action.
He pushed me along into the area with the cubicles, and then into one. Once inside, I turned around and found him right up in front of me. He was undoing the buttons of his shirt with one hand, and he pushed me back with the other so that I hurriedly sat down on top of the toilet. I had no idea what was happening, but being so close to Lee was kind of turning me on. He grinned at me and said "I saw you looking. Did you think I wouldn't?" By this time, he had undone the front of his jeans, and I could see his boxers again, this time bulging.
I was turned on so much by now. I had imagined and fantasized about this kind of situation, but had never expected it to happen. Lee pulled down the waist-band of his boxer-briefs, and the biggest penis I had ever seen in my life flopped out. It was also only the second erect penis I had seen in the flesh, after my own. My own cock felt harder than it had ever been before, and was virtually bursting out from my pants. His was right in front of my face, kind of twitching there. He grabbed it, and slapped it against my cheek, whispering,"You want it?" All I could do was nod weakly.
Lee moved the tip of his cock towards my mouth. I managed to open my lips, and wrap them around it. It felt so hot, both temperature - and sexual-wise. I didn't really know what I was meant to be doing, and neither did I really care. I don't think Lee did either. He was leaning on the cubicle door, looking at me with a smile on his face. I started to move my tongue around his dick, and he moaned, and then breathed, "Don't worry, I won't tell."
One of his hands was on my shoulder, kind of rubbing it as I did my best at working on his massive cock. The other he had on his chest, stroking his big, round pecs, and his rippled abs. Occasionally, he'd caress my hair, or the side of my face, feeling the bulge in my cheek formed by his penis with his hand. He had his head back against the door, with his hot torso framed on either side by his white shirt he looked like a model in a porno movie. His chest was covered with the slightest hint of sweat, and he glistened as he ran his hand over it.
All of a sudden, his moans grew slightly louder. He reached down and grabbed my tented pants, and looked straight into my eyes. My brain couldn't process the fact that was holding my penis, albeit through a layer or two of fabric. All I could do was feel his cock twitching between my lips.
And then he exploded, and my mouth was full of cum. He had gently placed his hands either side of my jaw, so all I could do was swallow it. All the hot liquid in my mouth had made me shoot in my pants, and my underwear felt like a sticky, soggy mass of semen. Lee's seed was trickling out the corner of my mouth and dripping down my neck, as there was so much.
Then he pulled out from me. I just leaned back against the cistern, recovering from what was so far the single hottest moment of my young life. My hair was damp, and there was cum at the corner of my mouth and on my chin, as well as on my shirt. I must have looked like a total slut sitting there.
Lee finished stuffing his still huge cock back into his pants, and punched me on the side of my chin gently. He winked, and grinned, "Thanks for that Ben. It was great." He did up his shirt most of the way and whispered, "Catch ya round buddy," turning to go, leaving me to try and clean myself up for the walk home.
Please be nice, even though I don't think it's great
. Feedback would be cool.This is also my first post after lurking here on and off for ages.
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We were at college, Freshmen year. I was sitting a couple of seats along from a guy named Lee. He was tall, with really short brown hair. Cute. Lee was a big guy. Muscled. Not in a toned way, he had flesh covering his muscles so they looked round rather than angular. He was also the class clown; he loved it when people laughed at whatever he was doing.
That day was really hot. It was the last class of the day, and we were in a building that didn't have proper aircon. Everyone was leaning back in their seats, chatting and joking and stuff. Lee was complaining about the heat, and to be funny, he had undone his pants, and was using his notebook to fan his crotch. He was wearing tight black boxer-briefs, with a red waist-band. Like I said, Lee was a big guy, he was really filled out, and it looked like his underpants were too. It was one of those sights you just couldn't draw your eyes away from. I looked without really intending to - I couldn't help it. He was grinning cheekily, looking around the room, and saying "Aw, jeez! My crotch is so hot!"
Fortunately, class ended pretty soon after, and everyone rushed to leave. Someone accidentally brushed against my desk, and scattered my stuff all over the floor. By the time I had picked up my pens and things and left, the corridors were all but empty.
To get downstairs, I had to pass the bathrooms. It had no doors, just a sort of ante-room with the basins, and then around a corner inside that, the cubicles and urinal and everything. As I walked past, a hand shot out and grabbed my arm. It was Lee. He was much stronger than me, so I couldn't really stop him from pulling me into the men's room. Even if it had been possible, I doubt whether I would have been able to as I was really surprised and thrown off course by his action.
He pushed me along into the area with the cubicles, and then into one. Once inside, I turned around and found him right up in front of me. He was undoing the buttons of his shirt with one hand, and he pushed me back with the other so that I hurriedly sat down on top of the toilet. I had no idea what was happening, but being so close to Lee was kind of turning me on. He grinned at me and said "I saw you looking. Did you think I wouldn't?" By this time, he had undone the front of his jeans, and I could see his boxers again, this time bulging.
I was turned on so much by now. I had imagined and fantasized about this kind of situation, but had never expected it to happen. Lee pulled down the waist-band of his boxer-briefs, and the biggest penis I had ever seen in my life flopped out. It was also only the second erect penis I had seen in the flesh, after my own. My own cock felt harder than it had ever been before, and was virtually bursting out from my pants. His was right in front of my face, kind of twitching there. He grabbed it, and slapped it against my cheek, whispering,"You want it?" All I could do was nod weakly.
Lee moved the tip of his cock towards my mouth. I managed to open my lips, and wrap them around it. It felt so hot, both temperature - and sexual-wise. I didn't really know what I was meant to be doing, and neither did I really care. I don't think Lee did either. He was leaning on the cubicle door, looking at me with a smile on his face. I started to move my tongue around his dick, and he moaned, and then breathed, "Don't worry, I won't tell."
One of his hands was on my shoulder, kind of rubbing it as I did my best at working on his massive cock. The other he had on his chest, stroking his big, round pecs, and his rippled abs. Occasionally, he'd caress my hair, or the side of my face, feeling the bulge in my cheek formed by his penis with his hand. He had his head back against the door, with his hot torso framed on either side by his white shirt he looked like a model in a porno movie. His chest was covered with the slightest hint of sweat, and he glistened as he ran his hand over it.
All of a sudden, his moans grew slightly louder. He reached down and grabbed my tented pants, and looked straight into my eyes. My brain couldn't process the fact that was holding my penis, albeit through a layer or two of fabric. All I could do was feel his cock twitching between my lips.
And then he exploded, and my mouth was full of cum. He had gently placed his hands either side of my jaw, so all I could do was swallow it. All the hot liquid in my mouth had made me shoot in my pants, and my underwear felt like a sticky, soggy mass of semen. Lee's seed was trickling out the corner of my mouth and dripping down my neck, as there was so much.
Then he pulled out from me. I just leaned back against the cistern, recovering from what was so far the single hottest moment of my young life. My hair was damp, and there was cum at the corner of my mouth and on my chin, as well as on my shirt. I must have looked like a total slut sitting there.
Lee finished stuffing his still huge cock back into his pants, and punched me on the side of my chin gently. He winked, and grinned, "Thanks for that Ben. It was great." He did up his shirt most of the way and whispered, "Catch ya round buddy," turning to go, leaving me to try and clean myself up for the walk home.
, it might take a bit longer for another part to the story 