College Sophomores Seek Relief 05

In that brief hazy moment between being asleep and awake, when it's impossible to distinguish between what was dream and what was real, my mind was filled with vivid images of sucking.

I saw his balls pulled tight up against his crotch, the auburn-red pubic hair then the base of his thick white stalk rising like a tower. I saw its well-defined head crowning it and my hungry mouth plunging over it, again and again, down to the base then back up.

Cock. Cock. Beautiful, hard, delicious cock. All I could think about was that cock.

Reaching for my lube of choice as I came out of that blissful fog, I squirted a generous amount of slippery aloe lotion on my palm and started working on my morning hard-on. As I slowly then more deliberately jacked myself, I relived the night before, savoring every minute of that wonderful first time with the twenty-one year old junior, Nick.

After I first sucked Nick's cock last night and swallowed that first big load, he and I sat on my couch, both completely naked, talking for fifteen minutes or so. He didn't want to smoke any more, saying he was still pleasantly buzzed from just a couple of small hits before we started. But he did want a cold beer while he recharged, which I quickly retrieved for him.

It was incredibly erotic, casually conversing with the guy who had just blown his load down my throat, waiting for his balls to produce more cum to feed me.

It was crystal clear what we were doing; he said he just needed a few minutes to recharge before I sucked his cock again. There was no question I would do it, no pretense of asking me if I would like to. In less than an hour since I had first laid eyes on Nick, I had become his cocksucker.

We didn't chit chat. Instead, Nick asked me more pointed questions, following up on the questions he posed to me first by email, then by chat and on the phone when he was quizzing me to make sure I was the clean, previously straight eighteen year old I claimed to be in my Craigslist post.

At first, I thought he just wanted to talk about his first blowjob from a guy and find out more about how I looked at things from my end of the action.

"So you have this need, and I have needs too," he started out. "If they match up right, we could help each other solve our problems. I get horny every day, sometimes several times a day. How often do you get the urge to suck a dick?"

"I don't think of it like a schedule, but at least right now, I think about it all the time.

"That's what it sounded like from what you told me." he said. "When is your first class?"

Then it dawned on me that Nick, ever the engineer, wanted to schedule taking care of his needs in a logical way. I told him my class schedule: nothing till 10 AM on Monday, Wednesday and Fridays; 9 am classes Tuesday and Thursday. I was finished every day by 4 PM; 3 on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Nick told me his schedule, a jumble of engineering and math courses with names like Hydromechanics and Multiscale System Design. He passed right by my apartment on his way to class and said he would knock on my door at 7:30 the next day. It was incredibly exciting to think about a regular arrangement.

As he drained the last drops of his beer, Nick got up to go to the bathroom, not bothering to close the door as he let loose a forceful stream of piss that I could hear clearly from the couch in my small one-bedroom apartment. I heard him wash his hands, then saw him walking back toward me, his flaccid member swinging as he walked.

Rather than sit back down next to me, Nick walked right up to stand in front of me, then picked up his cock with his right hand and aimed it at my mouth.

"Here you go," he said as he put his dick up to my waiting lips. "I'm ready for another round now."

I eagerly took his soft cock all the way in my mouth, swallowing him down to the base with ease. As I rolled mt tongue around his shaft and bathed his tool with saliva, I felt him start to plump up. The maybe three soft inches I took down to the balls was nearly four after a couple of sucks, then became a semi-firm five and quickly stiffened to a rigid, glistening and fat seven inches after I worked on him for about thirty seconds.

Nick had a look of detached observation on his face as he looked down at his dick going in and out of my mouth, stretching it wide. Rather than the goofy buzzed grins on the faces of Scott and Matt that first night I sucked a cock (two cocks, in fact), Nick had the look of someone intently studying a situation.

He soon started lightly moving his hips, gently fucking my mouth, with an expression that conveyed "Hmm, let's see what this feels like." I knew how it felt from my end: insistent, fulfilling and very arousing. My own dick was hard as a rock once more, jutting up as I lavished this thick cock with my full oral attention.

"Hold my balls," Nick instructed as he steadily pumped his cock in and out of my mouth from the standing position in front of me, his hands on his hips.

I palmed them overhanded with my left hand, so my thumb was free to rub and press underneath them. Unlike the two sophomores who had filled my mouth that first time, Nick did not have a loose ball sac with swinging nuts; instead, his balls, though by no means small, hugged up closer to his body when his cock was hard, the mechanics of his erection pulling them up tighter than when he was soft.

Gently holding them like he asked, I rubbed my thumb underneath them, then ventured down to the space below, drawing a comment from the owner of the cock that was wetly pistoning in and out of my mouth.

"That's interesting. Keep doing that."

I sucked his thick tool hungrily, holding his balls firmly with my palm and four fingers, while massaging his perineum with the flat part of my thumb. As I pressed my thumb against his taint, Nick gave grunts of encouragement: "Uhm, mmm, yeah, oh fuck yeah!"

Nick met each suck with a gentle pump, filling my mouth completely with cock. I felt like this was my purpose in the world at that moment.

After maybe ten minutes of steadily but unhurriedly fucking my face with his hands behind his head and his eyes intently watching his cock going in and out of my mouth, Nick brought both hands down to lightly hold my head in place. The he shoved his cock in me as far as it would go.

"Just hold still a second," he instructed. "That looks really hot to have my cock stuffed all the way in your mouth. It's buried all the way in. None of the girls I've been with could, or would, do that."

I looked up at him and breathed through my nose, enjoying the exquisite feeling of being so completely filled with cock. Nick's thick meat didn't move in and out but pulsed a little as he held it there.

Then he ground his pelvis into me a little, as if to see how far down my throat he could push his tool. My lips involuntarily gripped the wide base of his cock.

"Yeah! That feels really good. Keep doing that."

With a determined look on his face, Nick ground into me a few more times as my lips mouthed the base of his stalk in a milking motion. After he got enough of that sensation, he resumed steadily fucking my face.

Nick continued to hold my head as he pumped his meat in and out, sometimes pushing against my left cheek and then my right, watching as the head of his cock made my cheeks bulge out. I eagerly met his thrusts with gulps, lavishing attention on his cockhead with my tongue.

Without warning, Nick pulled his cock out of my mouth, walked through the open door to my bedroom and plopped down on the bed, his head propped up on two pillows, his legs spread wide.

"Come here," he flatly instructed. "I was tired of standing and think it will feel even better if I lie flat on my back."

I dutifully followed him the six or seven steps or so to my bed, my straining cock making a tent in my pants.

"Take off your clothes," Nick said. "I think you ought to be naked when you suck me off."

I did as he instructed. As I crawled between his thick athletic legs, Nick commented on my condition:

"Sucking my dick made you that hard, huh? That's interesting. No, don't lie on top of your cock where I can't see it. Why don't you jack off with your free hand?"

I positioned myself sideways where he could see my dick and slowly engulfed his towering pole. As Nick watched, I moved my right hand down to start jacking my own straining hard-on in keeping with the rhythm of my sucking.

With my left hand, I again held his balls and continued to massage their underside and his taint. Nick resumed pumping his cock in my mouth, making steady but gentle fucking motions with his hips.

When I buried him to the hilt, I again squeezed my lips around his base, sucking in harder as I went back up his pole. We establishing another steady rhythm. I was lost in the sublime pleasures of sucking and having my mouth fucked to meet each plunge.

I started to taste his sweet pre-cum against my tongue. The slick salty flavor sent a tingling sensation through my body and led me to pump my own dick faster with my right hand.

"Something changed," Nick observed. "What made you go at it harder?"

I pulled my lips off his engorged prize, staring at its tip, then I squeezed a big clear drop of pre-cum out of his slit and touched my tongue to it, drawing it like a string out where he could see it like I had earlier.

"Your pre-cum started to flow and it really turned me on," I said, licking my lips and swallowing.

"I can't feel it when I start to produce it, so I wondered what made you start jacking off faster. It's incredibly hot that you like it. What does it taste like? Is it different from semen?"

This was a combination blowjob and lab experiment to Nick. His questions were highly erotic to me.

"No, it's not at all like cum, although both are salty," I answered. "It's clean, almost sweet and very sticky. Jizz is usually thicker, creamy and can have a flavor like the hot inside of a perfectly fried oyster. But pre-cum is just a clean, sweet and salty sensation."

"That time I tasted my own to show my girlfriend it wasn't disgusting, I didn't focus on what it tasted like. I was just trying to make her quit acting so ridiculous over a little sterile fluid that's a natural part of the male sexual response. Have you figured out why it turns you on?"

I slowly sucked his dick a few times in between questions and answers, my left hand still firmly holding his balls.

"Yeah, I think it's because it means what I'm doing is working, and it's a preview of the bigger prize that's going to shoot out of the same place when I finish the job I started, if that makes sense."

"Totally. It's because you are getting the right response, and that response confirms that you are doing it correctly."

Jeez, he stayed so in character, even while getting his rocks off.

Nick continued: "The preview part you mentioned is because you like achieving your goal of making the guy get off -- and you like tasting and swallowing the cum. If it was a preview of something you didn't like, then tasting the pre-cum would be negative, because it would signal something unpleasant coming next."

I dutifully sucked as he gave his analysis, enjoying tasting and swallowing more of his pre-cum even more as he broke down the motivations in a scientific way. Taking his tool out of my mouth to speak, I said:

"I never thought about it in that much detail, but you're exactly right. And if you think the guy's load is disgusting, then you'd be repulsed by the pre-cum too, even though there's nothing about it that's unpleasant. Your girlfriend is missing out on one of life's great pleasures, but then again, I never had a girl who truly liked it when I came in her mouth."

"No, me neither. I had a girl senior year of high school who would take it in her mouth without complaint, but then spit it out. Looking back, that was a lot better than what I am dealing with now. OK, let's get this second nut taken care of, and give you more of what you crave."

With that, Nick shoved his meat back in my mouth and started pumping it in and out. I eagerly met every thrust, trying to grip him for a split second with my lips when he was fully inserted. I massaged his balls a little more firmly, to his approval, and resumed my insistent thumb massage of his taint.

I sucked and sucked as he pumped my face, our bodies again getting in perfect rhythm of needs being sensuously and deliciously met. Nick lightly bit his lower lip and he drove his cock into me, watching intently from his propped up position.

He put his hands behind his neck as he drove into me with increasing purpose and determination. I loved seeing his wispy red underarm hair and thought for a second about licking it.

This load would take more time to coax out and I worked hard for what must have been another ten minutes or so. Nick was loving it, biting his lower lip, grinding and pumping faster and faster.

I saw his eyes go back and forth from watching his fat cock pump in and out of my mouth to focusing on my right hand jacking my own straining member in rhythm with my sucking.

"I never saw another guy shoot his load before. It would be interesting to watch you do it."

Between sucking his thick tool and thinking about how hot it was that he would be watching me cum, I began getting closer and closer. The sensations in my mouth, on my tongue and in my cock all merged into one beautiful whole-body and mind pleasure.

I drove myself toward a much-needed release as Nick's pumping of my face grew more and more insistent. We were both moaning and breathing hard as his fat cock pistoned faster and faster in and out of my eager, hungry mouth.

As I felt my balls pull up and knew I was seconds away from shooting my load, I started muffled moans around the meat in my mouth, letting Nick know I was about to erupt so he could watch closely.

"Uhhhhmmmm, uhhhhmmm, uhhhhhmmmm!" My muffled, escalating sounds signaled the moment as I blasted a rope of cum out of my straining cock, then another, hitting Nick's leg twice as he pumped my face in a frenetic face fuck motion.

Seeing me erupt, Nick went over the edge too.

"Oh shit, of fuck, here it comes, get ready to take it....Mmmmmmmpphhhh!"

Nick lightly held my head in his hands as he fired a volley of jizz against the back of my mouth. I swallowed fast to make room for the next shot, barely getting some down before another surge of cum flowed into my mouth and coated my tongue.

Nick then held my head more firmly while pulling almost all the way out, tilting my face up a little and said "Open."

Then he blasted a third shot, then another smaller but still substantial spurt right on my tongue. Nick then took his right hand and milked his cock to drip more cum in my mouth. I swallowed the creamy reward and opened back up to receive any more he had for me. He was panting hard, staring at his cock as it continued to ooze little drips of jizz right onto my waiting tongue.

Nick shivered slightly once as the last drops fell onto my waiting tongue. I got it all; not a drop of his somewhat smaller second load escaped my mouth. I closed my eyes and swallowed, a sense of satisfaction embracing me as the last of his jizz slid down my throat.

"That was fucking awesome," Nick said in a less serious tone than before. "I loved watching my cum shoot on a tongue and into a mouth of somebody who really wanted it."

"Yeah, it was incredibly hot for me too. I loved it when you held my head and shot those first two streams of jizz in my mouth. The force of it surprised me."

"What about when I said 'open,' and jerked off a little in your mouth? I don't want to do anything that you don't like, since this needs to be a reciprocal situation to work like I want it to."

"Dude, that was the hottest thing of all. The lustful fascination on your face as you milked your cock and dripped the jizz on my tongue was so fucking hot. I loved being the receptacle you were milking cum into. I can't explain it except to say it was deeply satisfying and met a need that I feel intensely."

"That's good. I need to think more about what need it met for me, not the need to get off of course, but why I liked watching myself shoot in your mouth, seeing my jizz on your tongue and watching you swallow it. It was ten times more pleasurable than the same orgasm would have been in the dark."

"Well, in all sex, it's fun to watch," I offered.

"True, but the reason it increased the pleasure for me has more to do with your wanting my cum, that you like feeling my cock shoot in your mouth and you like swallowing my load."

It apparently hadn't bothered him that I shot jizz on his leg. He stood there talking to me a few minutes before thinking to wipe it off. Then he calmly walked over to my dresser, his firm white butt looking so fine from my angle. I had a box of Kleenex there and he grabbed two tissues and calmly cleaned the globs of cum off his leg where it had hit him. I now had a question for him.

"I really needed to get off and was glad you said to get naked then to jack off. I wouldn't have done it otherwise, as I didn't want to turn you off. Sorry about hitting your leg; it just happened.

"No problem. It's just jizz, like I've seen a thousand times before all over my stomach and chest when I jerk off and blow my load. Occasionally, it will even hit me in the face. No big deal. I'm not grossed out by bodily fluids or functions."

"So it's cool with you if I jerk off when I feel the need while sucking you?"

"Sure. Sucking cock makes your dick hard, so why would I mind if you took care of it? It was interesting to watch you cum; like I said, I of course never saw a dude blow a load except in porn, where it doesn't look real half the time."

"What made you want to see it?"

"Natural curiosity. I of course know what it looks like when I shoot, which I like to watch myself do every time I jack off. But seeing you do it was interesting, just as seeing another guy's jack-off technique is interesting. You do it differently than I do."

"How?"

"You slide your hand over your whole dick, encompassing the head, then sliding it down the shaft. You hand is moving and you're getting off from the friction, like this."

Nick demonstrated by jacking his still engorged but drooping cock right at me in the manner he had described.

"When I'm jerking off, which is what I usually do while watching porn on my laptop before going to sleep, I tend to grab the shaft and move the skin under the head, like this."

Nick demonstrated his jerk off technique, showing me how he moves the skin of his shaft up and down instead of using the friction motion I like. It reminded me of how uncut guys slide the loose skin over the heads of their dicks, though Nick was cut. As he showed me his jerk off method, a small clear bubble appeared from his piss slit. I subconsciously licked my lips.

"Come over here, Nick. I see something I want."

He walked up to the bed where I was now in a sitting position and I reached out, gently bringing that magnificent tool to my lips again. I tenderly licked off the drop of cum and then slowly nursed on the head of his cock a minute, swallowing the small amount of nectar he had brought out with a few strokes of his hand. I felt him stiffen a little.

"Damn," Nick exclaimed softly. "I am so fucking turned on by the fact that you like what comes out of my dick that I am going to have to delay going home a little more."

I took that big bone back down to the balls and Nick shoved it in even deeper. I had some more work to do tonight before I slept.