A Real Seduction

I glanced back occaisonally to be sure if he were still following me. He was following me, just like I'd hoped. If he hadn't followed me I would have gone back after him. I was getting so hot for him. I wanted to touch his ass, kiss his mouth. My cock twitched with excitement confined though I was.

Human traffic got decidedly less as we strayed from the path we until I reached a quiet dead end behind one of the buildings where we were invisible to campus life. I stopped, turned and looked at him.....I think he was a little scared but after all, he had left the path. The move was mine.

I said..."hey, wanna share a magazine"? He pulled out one of the magazines he'd purchased and gave me one. We leafed through several pages of hot guys, admiring them and making comparisons.

They were beautifully tanned men, extremely well toned; all resistance began to melt. I could hear his breath growing heavy. He was trembling ever so slightly. He told me he was a virgin. I touched his face and slowly turned it toward me. I kissed his mouth.......strongly and deeply. His lips parted. I drank in his musky smell. I asked him if it (he) was alright. He said it was "nothing earthshaking".

I slid my hands inside his tshirt and fondled his erect nipples while I buried my face in his neck, sucking, licking, exploring. He quivered at my touch. By now, I was trembling as well. I sucked on his nipples.

I pressed my chest into his and slid my hands down his back feeling the ripe firm cheeks of his beautiful ass. He had begun to sweat underneath his shorts. I let one hand drift between his legs and discovered his obvious erection; his cock leapt as my fingers made contact through the stretching denim. I massaged his balls underneath as he shifted his weight, leaning against the side of the building.

I unzipped his shorts real slow and lowered myself into position. I kissed his eager cock through his cotton briefs inhaling every molecule of his young flesh. What joy and triumph.

I pulled his cock out through the hole in his boxer shorts, setting him free. He had a healthy brown thicket of hair and his cock jutted forward impressively from its jungle roots. There was a perfectly formed bead of clear liquid that grew at the tip of his cock. I thrilled at the sight of it.

He gasped as I took his dick into my mouth while gently encouraging nature's lubrication with my hand. I slid my tongue slowly up his glorious pole tracing a pulsating vein. The oozing droplet was just able to catch a glinting of sunlight. I think I surprised him when I took it off his throbbing glans with my full mouth. I began to suck him powerfully. The outdoors, the fruitwood smell of his private exuberance was overwhelming. His fullness in my mouth, I didn't want it to ever end.

I sucked him like a starvation victim. But guess what? He wanted to try it for himself as well...