Her eyes were shining
When she was smiling childishly, his hair was blond and often curled in rings
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His body was that of a virile boy with sex appeal. Although his manner of being innocent and friendly was not seductive in itself, it could not stop me from feeling like my dick was having an erection in his presence. After all, I think it was his beautiful blue eyes with which he had conquered me. He had come to the end of the semester one month ago to bring me the news that he was going to be my new roommate. I knew I was going to have a problem, even though I kept my secret hidden from everyone, so I would not endanger my future in my career. I was sometimes going through the park or a pool with a sauna and that kept my image of the so-called ‘healthy’, because I had given up to make love to learn instead.
Mike’s transfer from the University changed my life badly. The quickie through the bushes was not enough; my basic occupation was to masturbate. Our rooms were small, English, with no separate study room, I guess it was like that for space economy. In the room was a bunk bed, a two-seats front desk, two chests and a closet. The office was located next to the wall opposite the bed, so no matter where you were standing, you always had your bed in sight. Because I had been the first in the room, I had obviously chosen the top bed, and the lower one I left it to Mike. Many times when I was trying to learn, he was back from running, taking off his sweaty clothes and getting into bed. His body seemed to hypnotize me. I let myself look at him as he was laying in bed, naked. The golden blond hair on his body was fine and delicate and was forming a sort of aura of imperceptible light that was covering his chest and legs. The sweat on his chest from the run had darkened his blond hair from the pectorals, highlighting two stretched muscles. The two robust nipples appeared like some rocky mountains on that plain. His giant dick, perfectly proportionate, was resting on one of his legs. And his penis was having an incredible head, had a perfect shape and only one shade darker than the sensual pink of the nipples. Under the smooth skin of the testicles, there were the two chestnuts rich with cream, ready to erupt. From that moment, whether I was awake or sleeping, I saw nothing but him. After a month of torture of my sexual fantasies with him, but without getting close to him, I realized that for me there was only one alternative that made sense: I had to have him. If he was not gay, he’d have moved elsewhere, and he’d probably shouted my secret to the world on a roof. One day, when I saw him put his towel around and headed for the shower, I made my plan.
That night, when he went to bed, I went to take a shower. Apart from the fact that I wanted to be fresh when I was making the move, I wanted him to fall asleep in the meantime. All the boys of our age have erections in sleep several times a night, so hopefully this will be a good and natural opportunity to get started. When I got back from the shower, he was breathing slowly, and the cloak covered only half a foot. I would have wanted him to sleep deep and his dick to get up by itself. I had not expected too much. His penis began to fill and slowly rose, centimeter by centimeter, upward from his lying position. It was not yet time to intervene. I wanted to make sure he got used with his erection in his sleep. Not long after, the dick began to sizzle. I got on my knees beside him and felt its smell. Almost touching my lips to his balls, I began to crave for the smell of his hidden parts. I picked up that gorgeous dick carefully up to my lips and, as tender as I was, I started kissing it.
Waiting for his react to the hotness of my lips, I put my tongue on that glowing penis, rolling it gently and with warmth. I took its head in my mouth and held it until it grew slowly, then I took it out of my mouth and started to lick it down, covering it with saliva. Because I felt my heart beating right in the back of my throat, I took his dick again, more and more. Its taste was divine, and the fact that I was having Mike’s cock in my mouth made my head dizzy and I was trembling. When the dick grew bigger, I could barely keep it all in my mouth. My roommate’s dick must have been about 20 cm. I was having also a big erection and I was afraid to touch my penis not to explode on Mike while he was sleeping. Reacting to my silent attention, Mike’s sleeping thighs began to respond to my wet sucking. As I sucked his dick slowly up and down, his hips moved in sync with me as if he was fucking my face in the same rhythm. He was having his balls caught between his legs, so I pulled them up so they would not be in action. Whether he felt the warmth of my mouth sharpening his dick, his sleeping mind was alert to something happening. He cum, waking up, and almost squeezed my mouth with the pulses of his flesh. I could see shock, disgust, surprise, pleasure and confusion on his face in just a few seconds. Luckily for me, pleasure came out winning. At least he was going to let me finish! Because it could be, after all, a thing that would not happen again, I decided to do him an unforgettable blowjob and use all the tricks I knew. I licked the top of his manly part, concentrating on the super sensible part at his base. I overwhelmed it with many kisses and powerful tongues in the area where that “V” is at the top of the penis. I put his dick in my mouth as much as I could, and I let his head feel my shriek from the bottom of my neck. With my hands I played with his balls and his nipples. I kissed his belly down, right above his penis and his hips. I took care of that hairless crevasse, which was moistened to be slippery. At about this stage, his thighs began to crack, I put a finger on the tight hole of his ass, and he gladly accepted it inside.
When I heard him moaning of pleasure and I felt the dick in my mouth getting even bigger, I retired to see the fireworks. His charge was immense: he shot up with power and the sperm landed on his chest and face. His thighs were pushing forward, his legs straining to every spasm. My finger that his ass had accepted was tight and pulled in at every “bust”. I was absolutely sure that, at least for the moment, he was happy.
I prolonged my tongue work because I did not want to see him disappointed once the fire of passion had subsided. To my delight and surprise, when he crashed back on the pillow, he said:
– I did not think it could be so good with a boy! I masturbated several times, I wandered lying down with girls, but I never dreamed about this. Could you do that to me again?
