MyJockStrap
05-23-2005, 09:23 AM
Best Friend
It was a nice autumn evening and I had made the half hour trip to the college to see the film "Victor/Victoria". By coincidence, Mike was running that particular show. Well the movie started and having never seen the film before paid my $1 admission and watched the movie. About three quarters way through the film the screen suddenly went blank. Having been a member and President of the organization that ran these films for two years, I realized what had just happened; the film had broken. After sitting there for a couple of minutes, I figured tha Mike was having trouble getting the film spliced back together. So I went up to the projection booth to see if I could help out. When I got up there I found out that the was nobody up there. Having spliced films back together on numerous occasions, I went ahead and fixed the problem and got the film running again. As usual, the audience let out a cheer.
Wondering why Mike had left the film unattended, I began to search for him in the building. The downstairs was very dark. Dark places always made me nervous, so I walked very slowly down the corridor. At the end of the hall was the psychology student lounge. I must have walked pretty quietly, because when I go there, I had the shock of my life. There in the student lounge, with the lights off were Mike and one of his friends, John. They must not have noticed me because there was John on his knees giving Mike a blow job. Mike suddenly noticed me and quickly stood up and pulled his pants back up. I must have felt a little embarassed or something because I immediately apologized for interrupting and turned around and went back upstairs to tend to the film.
About five minutes later Mike and John came back to the auditorium, both covered with a slight sweat. I knew then that they went ahead and finished their session before returning to the auditorium. I told Mike about what had happened to the film, and he thanked me for getting it fixed. From that point on to the end of the film, Mike was pretty quiet. He was embarrased. Little did he know that I was gay too. I had never told him. We both thought that the other was straight. We obviously had another trait in common, but at this point, he didn't know that I was gay. I knew I could use that to my advantage.
After the movie, John left, leaving Mike and me alone. I could still tell that Mike was still embarassed so I didn't bring up the subject. The two of us walked across campus to his dorm room, and about half way there he finally spoke.
"I guess from what you saw tonight that you know that I am gay."
"I won't hold it against you", I replied.
He gave me a smile and understood that I was still a friend. Again we were silent all the rest of the way to his dorm room. This gave me a chance to stop and think. John always had seemed gay to me. Why I never figured Mike to be gay, I'll never know. I had wet dreams at least once a week about Mike, and just thinking about those dreams and what I say tonight was really beginning to turn me on. I felt my flesh beginning to stiffen. It was dark out so I figured that Mike wouldn't notice unless he really meant to.
By the time we had made it back to his room, I was horny as hell. It was getting hard to control myself. Mike asked me if I wished to go to a few of the bars with him and I agreed. Mike said he had to take a shower first and that he wouldn't be long. So he stripped down to his underpants. He had his back to me so I couldn't see a whole lot. I was wondering if he was trying to hide a hard on. I had never seen Mike without his clothes on and his body was better than I had ever imagined. He had a nice firm ass, no hair at all on his legs, and a 'V' shaped upper body. That was all I could see from where I was sitting but that was enough to get me hard again. Finally he tureed around and headed for the shower. I waited for his eyes to turn a different direction so I could look at his cock without him noticing. My god, he had it all. No hair on his chest, slender front, and dark, beautiful nipples. His body was perfect in my book. As soon as he was out of the room I unzipped my pants and began masturbating my throbbing cock. (the shower in the next room started up) I had been jerking off for about three minutes when I heard his roomates voice coming down the hall. I had just put my cock back in my pants and gotten them zipped up again by the time he opened the door. He just picked up a suitcase by the door and started to leave. Politely, I wished him a good weekend. He just said thanks and left. My heart was really thumping at this point from almost getting caught in the act.
I still heard the shower running in the next room, and those wet dreams came back to my attention. Several times in those dreams, I had done it with Mike in the shower. That thought got my cock throbbing again. Man I couldn't stand it much longer. I longed to have his body. And I was bound and determined to get it.
At that instant the shower went off and couple of second later Mike emerged from the bathroom dripping water all over and a towel around his waist. I could see the bulge in his towel and my hard on wasn't giving in. From the way I was sitting, he wouldn't be able to see that I had a hard on. Mike removed the towel from his waist and began drying himself; and he was even facing me. Now I could see his cock clearly. It was obvious that he had probably been jacking off in the shower because his cock was semi-hard. I wondered if he was thinking of me, or the blow job John had given him earlier when he had done it in the shower. I hoped it was me that he had been fantasizing about. Then Mike turned his back to me. It may have been obvious that I was staring at his young, beautiful cock. I lost all control. I stood up and approached Mike from behind. There I stood right behind him. I couldn't stop now. I reached out and began massaging his shoulders and back. Now and then I paused to land a gentle kiss on his neck. He was like a statue. I kept massaging his back and moved up to his neck. I kept this up for about five minutes, and he seemed to be in a trance. All he could say was how good it felt. Finally he turned around and faced me. He just stared into my eyes. He drew me close and we started to kiss. Now my cock was beginning to throb furiously. I felt Mike's hands caress my back as they moved down to my ass, then he pressed my waist against his. I let Mike take control of me. I was intent on letting him do what he wanted to me.
Mike started frenching me and I was able to get my tongue in his throat a few times myself. Then I felt his hands unbuttoning my shirt. Once unbuttoned he began rubbing his hands against my chest and stomach. I didn't know how much ecstasty something so simple could casue. After a few minutes Mike unbuckled my jeans, unzipped the fly, and had his hand in my undies massagin my throbbing cock. Man, I felt that I could shoot my cum all over right now, but he stopped, backed up, dropped his towel, and gently move me back to his bed and laid me down. He went over by the door, turned the lights down and locked the door. I knew now that all my wet dreams were about to come true.
Mike then got on top of me and started the whole procedure again. I felt his tongue exploring my mouth and throat, while his hands moved up and down my chest. He moved his open mouth and started kissing my neck. Every minute he moved a little further down my body; to my nipples, my stomach, and then to my navel. It was great! Then he sat up, and gently remove my pants leaving me with only my underpants. His eyes met mine. We just stared at each other as he began massagin my cock through my underpants. As I was getting to the breaking point again, he stopped. This wasn't a painful torture, but Mike had brought my cock to this point about three times so far without letting me cum. That was torture! And I loved it! Mike then slowly remove my underpants and threw them on the floor. He started frenching me again, and again he worked his mouth down my body. I knew when he reached my navel what was next.
Indeed - he lightly kissed the crown of my cock. He kissed it again and looked me int the eyes. He then asked me "Are you ready?" Geez, that was the stupidest question one could ask at this time, but I replied "Yes".
He kissed the crown of my cocke again, and again. Those hot lips touching only the crown was driving me crazy. Then the next time he kissed it, he sucked a little bit of the head into his mouth. My cock felt like it could shoot its load at anytime, but no matter how much of this ecstasy he gave me, I wouldn't cum. He kept this up, each time sucking more of my cock into his mouth. He finally got all of my cock in his hot young mouth and slowly started moving his mouth up and down my cock. His tongue exploring every crease and the tip of my cock. He kept this up it seemed for an eternity, and I was now in painful ecstasy as I still felt like cumming, but my body wouldn't let me. Then Mike started to speed up the movement of his mouth. How much more could I take! After the second eternity, I knew it was going to happen soon. Between the gasps of breath, I asked him if he wanted to drink it. No reply. I could envision me coming in his mouth and with that thought my cock erupted. My body got so stiff, and my cock just kept spurting my hot juice into his mouth. It felt as though I unloaded gallons of it, it didn't seem to want to stop. Finally, my body collapsed in relief. Mike sat up with his lips as tight as a drum. I could tell he was holding my cum in his mouth. He then started kissing me again, sharing some of my own cum with me. When he finished, he stroked my throat forcing me to swallow and he did the same.
It was a nice autumn evening and I had made the half hour trip to the college to see the film "Victor/Victoria". By coincidence, Mike was running that particular show. Well the movie started and having never seen the film before paid my $1 admission and watched the movie. About three quarters way through the film the screen suddenly went blank. Having been a member and President of the organization that ran these films for two years, I realized what had just happened; the film had broken. After sitting there for a couple of minutes, I figured tha Mike was having trouble getting the film spliced back together. So I went up to the projection booth to see if I could help out. When I got up there I found out that the was nobody up there. Having spliced films back together on numerous occasions, I went ahead and fixed the problem and got the film running again. As usual, the audience let out a cheer.
Wondering why Mike had left the film unattended, I began to search for him in the building. The downstairs was very dark. Dark places always made me nervous, so I walked very slowly down the corridor. At the end of the hall was the psychology student lounge. I must have walked pretty quietly, because when I go there, I had the shock of my life. There in the student lounge, with the lights off were Mike and one of his friends, John. They must not have noticed me because there was John on his knees giving Mike a blow job. Mike suddenly noticed me and quickly stood up and pulled his pants back up. I must have felt a little embarassed or something because I immediately apologized for interrupting and turned around and went back upstairs to tend to the film.
About five minutes later Mike and John came back to the auditorium, both covered with a slight sweat. I knew then that they went ahead and finished their session before returning to the auditorium. I told Mike about what had happened to the film, and he thanked me for getting it fixed. From that point on to the end of the film, Mike was pretty quiet. He was embarrased. Little did he know that I was gay too. I had never told him. We both thought that the other was straight. We obviously had another trait in common, but at this point, he didn't know that I was gay. I knew I could use that to my advantage.
After the movie, John left, leaving Mike and me alone. I could still tell that Mike was still embarassed so I didn't bring up the subject. The two of us walked across campus to his dorm room, and about half way there he finally spoke.
"I guess from what you saw tonight that you know that I am gay."
"I won't hold it against you", I replied.
He gave me a smile and understood that I was still a friend. Again we were silent all the rest of the way to his dorm room. This gave me a chance to stop and think. John always had seemed gay to me. Why I never figured Mike to be gay, I'll never know. I had wet dreams at least once a week about Mike, and just thinking about those dreams and what I say tonight was really beginning to turn me on. I felt my flesh beginning to stiffen. It was dark out so I figured that Mike wouldn't notice unless he really meant to.
By the time we had made it back to his room, I was horny as hell. It was getting hard to control myself. Mike asked me if I wished to go to a few of the bars with him and I agreed. Mike said he had to take a shower first and that he wouldn't be long. So he stripped down to his underpants. He had his back to me so I couldn't see a whole lot. I was wondering if he was trying to hide a hard on. I had never seen Mike without his clothes on and his body was better than I had ever imagined. He had a nice firm ass, no hair at all on his legs, and a 'V' shaped upper body. That was all I could see from where I was sitting but that was enough to get me hard again. Finally he tureed around and headed for the shower. I waited for his eyes to turn a different direction so I could look at his cock without him noticing. My god, he had it all. No hair on his chest, slender front, and dark, beautiful nipples. His body was perfect in my book. As soon as he was out of the room I unzipped my pants and began masturbating my throbbing cock. (the shower in the next room started up) I had been jerking off for about three minutes when I heard his roomates voice coming down the hall. I had just put my cock back in my pants and gotten them zipped up again by the time he opened the door. He just picked up a suitcase by the door and started to leave. Politely, I wished him a good weekend. He just said thanks and left. My heart was really thumping at this point from almost getting caught in the act.
I still heard the shower running in the next room, and those wet dreams came back to my attention. Several times in those dreams, I had done it with Mike in the shower. That thought got my cock throbbing again. Man I couldn't stand it much longer. I longed to have his body. And I was bound and determined to get it.
At that instant the shower went off and couple of second later Mike emerged from the bathroom dripping water all over and a towel around his waist. I could see the bulge in his towel and my hard on wasn't giving in. From the way I was sitting, he wouldn't be able to see that I had a hard on. Mike removed the towel from his waist and began drying himself; and he was even facing me. Now I could see his cock clearly. It was obvious that he had probably been jacking off in the shower because his cock was semi-hard. I wondered if he was thinking of me, or the blow job John had given him earlier when he had done it in the shower. I hoped it was me that he had been fantasizing about. Then Mike turned his back to me. It may have been obvious that I was staring at his young, beautiful cock. I lost all control. I stood up and approached Mike from behind. There I stood right behind him. I couldn't stop now. I reached out and began massaging his shoulders and back. Now and then I paused to land a gentle kiss on his neck. He was like a statue. I kept massaging his back and moved up to his neck. I kept this up for about five minutes, and he seemed to be in a trance. All he could say was how good it felt. Finally he turned around and faced me. He just stared into my eyes. He drew me close and we started to kiss. Now my cock was beginning to throb furiously. I felt Mike's hands caress my back as they moved down to my ass, then he pressed my waist against his. I let Mike take control of me. I was intent on letting him do what he wanted to me.
Mike started frenching me and I was able to get my tongue in his throat a few times myself. Then I felt his hands unbuttoning my shirt. Once unbuttoned he began rubbing his hands against my chest and stomach. I didn't know how much ecstasty something so simple could casue. After a few minutes Mike unbuckled my jeans, unzipped the fly, and had his hand in my undies massagin my throbbing cock. Man, I felt that I could shoot my cum all over right now, but he stopped, backed up, dropped his towel, and gently move me back to his bed and laid me down. He went over by the door, turned the lights down and locked the door. I knew now that all my wet dreams were about to come true.
Mike then got on top of me and started the whole procedure again. I felt his tongue exploring my mouth and throat, while his hands moved up and down my chest. He moved his open mouth and started kissing my neck. Every minute he moved a little further down my body; to my nipples, my stomach, and then to my navel. It was great! Then he sat up, and gently remove my pants leaving me with only my underpants. His eyes met mine. We just stared at each other as he began massagin my cock through my underpants. As I was getting to the breaking point again, he stopped. This wasn't a painful torture, but Mike had brought my cock to this point about three times so far without letting me cum. That was torture! And I loved it! Mike then slowly remove my underpants and threw them on the floor. He started frenching me again, and again he worked his mouth down my body. I knew when he reached my navel what was next.
Indeed - he lightly kissed the crown of my cock. He kissed it again and looked me int the eyes. He then asked me "Are you ready?" Geez, that was the stupidest question one could ask at this time, but I replied "Yes".
He kissed the crown of my cocke again, and again. Those hot lips touching only the crown was driving me crazy. Then the next time he kissed it, he sucked a little bit of the head into his mouth. My cock felt like it could shoot its load at anytime, but no matter how much of this ecstasy he gave me, I wouldn't cum. He kept this up, each time sucking more of my cock into his mouth. He finally got all of my cock in his hot young mouth and slowly started moving his mouth up and down my cock. His tongue exploring every crease and the tip of my cock. He kept this up it seemed for an eternity, and I was now in painful ecstasy as I still felt like cumming, but my body wouldn't let me. Then Mike started to speed up the movement of his mouth. How much more could I take! After the second eternity, I knew it was going to happen soon. Between the gasps of breath, I asked him if he wanted to drink it. No reply. I could envision me coming in his mouth and with that thought my cock erupted. My body got so stiff, and my cock just kept spurting my hot juice into his mouth. It felt as though I unloaded gallons of it, it didn't seem to want to stop. Finally, my body collapsed in relief. Mike sat up with his lips as tight as a drum. I could tell he was holding my cum in his mouth. He then started kissing me again, sharing some of my own cum with me. When he finished, he stroked my throat forcing me to swallow and he did the same.