19 Year Old Math Tutor Gets Surprised Ch. 03

As the summer wore on, I came to understand that sucking a beautiful cock was a need for me, not merely a desire. I practiced on Jason's big tool, counting on his easy-going coaching and frequent expressions of delight to guide me to become a cocksucking pro.

Sometimes, we talked all the way through a session, expressing every feeling and desire. I secretly taped a couple of these hot encounters. Many mornings, when I woke up with wood, I grabbed the lotion I kept by my alarm clock and jacked off with my eyes closed, listening to our suck sessions through headphones.

Jason was completely comfortable and open about how much he loved sucking my dick, and about how he liked to get his sucked too. He was equally at ease, however, about not wanting to have any form of anal sex. Laughing, he told me he thought assholes were dirty and just not a turn-on, whether they were a guy's hairy butthole, or a smoking hot girl's pretty pick pucker. He just wasn't into them. As for his own ass, aside from a little stimulation around the outside edges, he wasn't interested in having anything – even a wet tongue – inside his.

Fair enough; I was one lucky guy just to be Jason's suck buddy in the first place.

As August approached, my big move was only a few weeks away. Having gotten my degree early, I had decided over six months ago to transfer to a party school, take a few easy liberal arts classes and give up my studious ways. I had more than enough money in the bank from tutoring as well as my options trading success, a by-product of an obsessive semester I spent trying to figure out puts, calls, straddles and other strategies I heard about in a class on securities trading. I had the funds. I had the time. I was determined to live a little, to have some real fun.

Fortunately, my suck buddy relationship with Jason had opened my eyes to exactly what I wanted to do first: to overdose on gorgeous college cock and see where that led. Given how I had binged on other things most of my life – though mostly of an academic nature -- only to be able to put things in perspective after satisfying myself, I figured my obsession with cocksucking just might be a phase. We'll see. There could be many more chapters after that in my quest for complete sexual self-awareness. On to Texas State University, the party school of all party schools!

The day after I got to San Marcos, Texas, I put my plan into action. I definitely wasn't interested in the gay scene. Being honest with myself, I only liked straight guys who had sex with girls. I knew from my experiences with Jason that at least some of them would also like a no-strings, sweet blowjob from a non-threatening guy who really knew what he was doing.

With no way to tell which of the great looking guys on this campus might fall into that category (and which ones might deck me if they knew what I was thinking), I decided to take out an ad on Craigslist. A lot of horny guys looked at Craigslist late at night, usually just for kicks. So I placed this ad in Casual Encounters, under "Women seek Men" as that's where the straight guys were likely to be:

New transfer to TSU. I'm a guy posting here because I'm str8 and I only like other str8 guys. I just turned 20, am good looking and an athlete. 6'2 and 177. Blond hair with a nice face and body. I like chicks, but occasionally get off sucking a hot guy too. Total safety, complete discretion. Amazing head and nobody will know but you and me. Late night and horned up? Text me at *** 51 ***2, four eleven, then 9 twenty-seven zero. Why not? (Be fit and around my age only please.)

I took a nice torso-only shot, shirtless of course, with my new iPhone and hit "Post" just after midnight. I followed the instructions to make sure my ad appeared. I opened my special Yahoo email that I had set up just for this craigslist experiment and waited to see if I got emails or texts. A half hour later, my ad appeared. Not much happened until after 1 am when I got a few "what's up?" emails and a request for a face pic.

I was a bit disappointed when at 2:30 am, none of the email inquiries had worked out. I went down a few rabbit trails but nobody was even close to what I was looking for. There were definitely some weirdoes out there... then just when I was about to turn my laptop off and crash, a tone let me know I had a new text message.

"Saw your CL ad. Straight guy here. Never done this before just checking it out."

I texted him back:

Thxs for reply. My name is Will. What can I tell you?

Jeff here. You for real? 20? Really clean?

Yes, ad was 100% honest. Tell me about you

Cool. I'm 19, 6 ft and 155. Not ugly.

Where are you?

Englebrook Apts across from stadium

Close by. I have a garage apt a 3 minute walk away. Come have a beer?

Wait, dude. Nervous here. Face pic?

I sent him a great shot of me with a big grin on my face. Jason had taken it two weeks ago with my phone when I told him about my plan to find some guys almost as hot as he was when I got to San Marcos. Ever the good-natured friend, Jason took several pics of my in various states of dress and undress. I thought this was a good one to assure Jeff that yes, I was just 20 and that I was attractive.

Nice. You weren't lying. I'm just nervous and wonder what the catch is.

No catch. I just moved here and was horny. I didn't know anybody, so I tried an ad. My first ad ever

OK cool. Here's me

The photo he sent was G rated but he was a great looking guy, tall enough, trim waist, built like he worked out a few times a week but not a gym god. What really caught my attention was his smile and piercing green eyes. I needed to see this guy naked and the sooner the better. My mouth was watering at the idea of seeing what was in his shorts, of giving him toe-curling head.

You look awesome, dude. Come have a cold beer and if you aren't comfortable with anything more than that, I'll make sure it's not awkward.

I gave Jeff my address and he asked if we could talk on the phone first. Sure, I said and the phone rang within seconds. Jeff and I chatted for at least five minutes as I tried to make him comfortable that I was real, not some weirdo and not a serial killer. Jeff had been out to the local pub, the Triple Crown, had a few pitchers with his buddies and was now home alone. He needed to take his dog out, and I figured that it would make him more comfortable to just walk over here with his pup.

"Bring him, " I offered. "I love dogs and have been missing my old lab lately. He'd love the river."

"OK. I guess I'll go for it... See you in 4 or 5 minutes. I'll just knock on your door."

Jeff was here in no time and his mixed breed pup couldn't have been friendlier. The dog instantly picked up on my being a dog lover and wouldn't leave me alone. What a great ice breaker. I handed Jeff a beer and was careful not to get too up close and personal at first. We chatted about TSU and my transfer in. I omitted the fact I already had an engineering degree from Rice, letting him think I had been building my GPA at a Houston community college so I could "get into" TSU.

Jeff played club soccer, not on the university team, and he had a girlfriend who popped in about every other weekend. When she wasn't around, he had hooked up with a few girls, but he didn't want any entanglements that would rock the boat with his girlfriend. He had a close call a few weeks ago when his girl was in town and they ran into a hook-up from last spring who had been doing too many shots to keep her cool. The hook-up got a little too friendly and Jeff had to talk his way out of a jam, claiming the drunk girl was just someone he had only seen out at bars and parties.

Jeff pulled out a perfectly rolled joint and asked if I smoked. I produced a big BBQ grill lighter and we shared the joint out on my porch, along with a second cold beer. We sat on the bench my landlord had provided, on a nice little balcony where we enjoyed the night air. Jeff relaxed considerably when the weed started to work its magic.

"Man, I can't believe I'm here – and why I'm here. I really have never done anything with a guy before."

"That's cool; until three months ago, I hadn't either."

"Really? So what happened? How'd you get into guys?"

I told him an abridged story of my tutoring a friend from one of my classes in math – changing some details to fit easier junior college courses, but keeping all the exciting good parts about how Jason had brought over some beers to celebrate a great exam grade, then casually asked me if I wanted a BJ. Jeff was as amazed at Jason's cool as I had been back in early June when it happened. He wanted me to tell him how it went down, in detail, and I did my best to relate how it unfolded, step by delicious step.

Jeff and I were both wearing shorts, mine long gym shorts and him preppy-looking khakis. Jeff's pants were starting to tent up in front as I described the amazing blowjob Jason had given me as my introduction to sex with another guy. Then I told him about how I decided on the spot to return the favor, leading me to where we were right now – with me posting an ad saying I wanted to suck str8 college cock, and Jeff texting me his tentative interest.

Jeff's hard-on was straining to get free and I said:

"Looks like my initiation story got your dick's undivided attention."

Blushing, but making no move to cover up, Jeff adjusted his bulging crotch and with his hand still on his dick, said:

"So are we gonna do this?"

That was all I needed. The balcony was dark and it was after 3 am. There was nobody around and no one could see us up on this bench. So I moved over next to Jeff and gently massaged his bulge, feeling for where his cock was and trying to give his balls a little rub through the thick khaki fabric. Jeff sat back and closed his eyes, my signal to free the serpent in his shorts.

I tugged at the tight zipper and then unbuttoned the top of his shorts. Jeff's flat washboard stomach was a total turn-on and I ran my left hand up under his shirt, feeling his hard body. With the button undone and the zipper down, it was easy to free the straining cock from those shorts. It popped up, hard as steel and perfectly shaped. I lightly stroked it up and down, letting Jeff feel how gentle I would be. He moved his hips ever so slightly, clearly loving the attention.

Just as Jeff opened his eyes to watch what I was doing, I leaned down and slowly but steadily engulfed his entire cock in my mouth, all the way to the base. He watched in obvious bliss as I slowly worked my way back up his shaft and swirled my tongue under the ample head of his rock-hard cock. Then I slowly plunged down to the base, repeating the action again and again.

"Oh, fuck. Awesome dude... no chick has ever taken it down to the balls like that before."

I didn't respond, other than to continue my wet warm envelopment of this wonderful piece of teen cock. Unlike Jason's dick, the only other one I had ever sucked, Jeff's didn't immediately start leaking pre-cum, but it tasted fantastic nonetheless. My own dick was so hard it almost hurt, and I reached down to free it down the leg of my shorts. Jeff saw it and was staring at my dick, then his cock disappearing into my mouth. He exhaled and relaxed.

I just kept sucking Jeff's big hard cock, making sure it was wet and well-loved by my mouth and my swirling, licking tongue. Jeff gave me approving sighs and soft moans, his eyes rolling back in his head when I moved down to his balls, working them thoroughly with my mouth and tongue, then languidly taking his whole length back in my mouth.

After maybe fifteen minutes of giving Jeff the best head I could out on this bench, I suggested we move back inside my garage apartment where there was a big couch. Stoned and blissed out from the head, Jeff slowly got up and walked the four steps to my door, his 7 inch cock pointing straight ahead like a perfectly level diving board. He stumbled over to the couch, telling his pup to "stay" under the table where he had been napping. I quickly grabbed 2 new beers out of the fridge, handed one to Jeff and settled in on the floor between his legs, grasping his big pole with both hands.

"I'm glad you took the leap and came over," I said, staring into those green eyes. "This big pole is sure fun to suck on."

"Well, as you can tell, I'm not exactly hating it, man."

I went back to work, if anything with even more vigor and determination now that we were behind closed doors. I slurped a bit louder and soon started to taste the familiar, but so far absent, taste of pre-cum flowing from the tip of that beautiful tool.

"Ummm. Pre-cum. I like that," I said.

"I've never been a big pre-cummer and a lot of times when I jack off, none even comes out."

"Well it's flowing now. Very nice," I managed to say between deep sucks.

"What does it taste like?"

I liked where this conversation was going. When I placed the ad, I figured I'd get to suck some cock, if I was lucky. I thought finding someone who wanted to blow me too would be a lot harder, especially with my ad asking for str8 guys who wanted late night head. But asking me what it tasted like was very promising indeed – an indication Jeff was thinking about having a dick in his mouth too. I decided to drive him a little crazier before seeing how serious he was.

So I just said, " slick, a little sweet, a little salty, and very nice," savoring the taste at the tip of his raging hard cock.

"Interesting," was all Jeff said.

I definitely liked that reaction and went back to work on getting Jeff off. My jaws were starting to get a bit tired and I started using more hand action on any part of Jeff's cock that wasn't being covered by my mouth, while working his ample but not huge balls with the free hand.

"Tell me what you like, Jeff. What feels good; what should I do more?"

"It's all soooo good man, I swear. I've never had head like this and I couldn't begin to tell you how to improve on it. Can you improve on perfection?"

I just kept working that cock, loving every mouth-stuffing moment. Then I said,

"Well, if there's something you want to tell me or want, let it fly man."

As I worked and worked, Jeff seemed to react when my right hand helped my mouth work that cock and my left squeezed and massaged his balls with a degree of firmness that I might have found verging on the uncomfortable myself. What the hell; he liked it and I wanted to get him off. I worked on his balls like he obviously wanted.

"Oh yeah... oh yeah.. like that .... Ummmh. Yeah work those balls, work 'em."

I not only didn't mind his getting verbal, but responded to it with a little more pressure on his balls. I was also making clear I was obeying his commands.

"Oh yeah, harder, harder... oh fuck that feels good... suck that cock too. Yeah, suck that cock."

I worked harder and squeezed more, prompting Jeff to finally start really talking:

"Suck that cock, suck it...oh yeah, grab those balls, squeeze that big load out of me. You want it in your mouth don't you? You want it? Yeah you do... Oh fuck...

I was furiously sucking his cock and massaging and squeezing his balls as he commanded me.

"Suck it, oh fuuuccckkk, yeah. Suck it yeah, you're going to get it, you're going to get that load, suck my cock, suck my cock, OOOOHHH SHIT here it comes, here it comes ...:" then just heavy, heavy breaths.

Jeff's hips were thrusting up and I met every thrust, his cock almost gagging me but I wanted his cum as bad as he wanted to shoot it and I never let up. With a few more mighty thrusts and commands that I "suck that big cock," Jeff put his hands on either side if my head and started to blow his load.

His orgasm was so intense that his legs were shaking as he emptied his balls into my hungry mouth. Jeff's breathing was loud, heavy and a bit irregular as his cock dribbled out the last of his creamy, but by no means massive, load. It tasted very good and I savored the taste I had been missing since the last time I sucked off Jason a couple of weeks back. I gently licked him clean, getting every drop before slowly withdrawing his wet cock from my finally satisfied mouth.

"Holy shit, dude, I have never, never, ever come like that before. That was amazing."

"It was every bit as much fun for me, man, very intense and a huge turn-on when you finally got comfortable enough to start telling me what to do. I liked the dirty talk. The other guy I sucked never did that."

"So you really were telling the truth? You only sucked one other guy's cock?" Wow, I guess you really are safe, clean I mean... Shit, you know, I was worried about letting some guy suck my dick... And I'm glad my 'suck my cock' talk wasn't taken as abusive or an insult."

"I loved it because it was real, unlike some of that fake shit you hear girls, and guys, say in pornos. And yes, I'm as clean as I hope you are."

"Completely clean, man. Never had sex of any kind with a guy before and have only been with my girlfriend since a couple of close calls made me lay off the local hook ups a few weeks back."

"Well," Jeff said, now completely with his guard down, "Let's get one more beer and talk about this some more."

We popped two more and hit the joint again. I put some music on and sat back down next to Jeff, my cock still hard down my left leg of my shorts.

Jeff continued: "I'm having trouble believing I'm saying this, but here goes. I'm clean; you're clean; it's not like this is unsafe or anything.... And I love what just happened and, well, I was wondering if I'd like to try it out. You know, try your side of the fun myself."

"I'd be happy to serve as guinea pig, but there's no way I could last as long as you did... do you always take that long to bust?"

"Hell no, man. I jacked off less than an hour before I texted you. I read your ad and was so horny, debating with myself as to whether to go ahead with answering your ad. I thought jerking off would kill the desire, but it didn't work. Just the opposite. My girlfriend and I always fuck at least twice at night before we go to sleep, then sometimes we do it again in the middle of the night. Then always again in the morning, I guess because we only get together on weekends, a couple of times a month at most. So one nut just made my hornier... and here I am."

"Well that explains the hard labor you put me through. But it was definitely worth it. Now what can I tell you about sucking cock?"

"A lot, I guess. I had never really thought about it until I saw how much you were enjoying it. It occurred to me that I'm an open minded guy and maybe I'd want to at least see what it felt like."

Jeff and I had a lot to talk about. I also had a big hard-on in my pants and Jeff was staring at it now.

(To be continued)