1. Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle--Part 1


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 89.3, Source: sexstories.com

    in fact it was great. Breaking it, I moved back just an inch or two to whisper, “I hope I didn’t embarrass you. I just wanted to show off that beautiful cock you have. Are we okay?” Damn, his eyes just drove me crazy, but he nodded. “Yeah, okay, but I was worried. My ma would kill me if I got arrested, especially for indecent exposure.” “Okay…I’m sorry—no more sharing your cock with waitresses, or anyone else, for that matter. I’m a pretty good judge of women, Henry. I was about ninety percent sure she’d go along…find your cock ‘interesting.’” I drove away to the Bursar’s office—first, pay the bills and, then, we’d get to register. I thought mine would be interesting. I’d done well in the placement exams we’d all taken earlier in the week, earning exemptions from Freshman English, and Math and being placed in French 5. I’d also gotten credit for an additional twelve credits for Advanced Placement courses I’d taken in high school. Henry wasn’t so lucky, although he did qualify for Spanish 3. Of course, there was a long line at the Bursar’s office even though they had every teller’s window open. It was almost eleven when we walked down to registration. There were lines here, but more than a dozen arranged alphabetically. Most freshmen were enrolled automatically in basic classes depending on their stated major so they took maybe a minute, at most. Then they got to me. I shared the information from my advisor and my computer-generated schedule was trashed. I was escorted ...
    behind the table to find my advisor among the hundreds of professors and instructors. Half an hour later I had the courses I wanted, especially “The Constitution,” one of the critical courses for pre-law students. I met up with Henry who had waited patiently almost the entire time. Ten minutes later we were back in my apartment with Henry seated naked on my couch while I walked into the kitchen for another dish towel. I was wondering then if I should buy some condoms. Which would be cleaner or more convenient? Of course, I could use the condoms if and when—no, definitely when—I fucked Henry. Walking around the corner I had to stop for a second and stare. How could such a slender boy come equipped with such equipment? I swear, his cock sticking up from his prone body reminded me of Devil’s Tower rising from the landscape in northeastern Wyoming. I had first noticed it from miles away when Mom and Daddy had taken me there years ago as a child. Only when we were up close did I realize how mammoth it really was—more than a mile around the path at its base and some of the basalt sections that had fallen bigger than a city bus. Moving the coffee table away I knelt by Henry and laid the towel over his torso. He looked at me questioningly as I dribbled lube over the head. “A preview,” I told him, “of when you actually put it into me. Yes, Henry, it will happen, but not right away. I’m not a slut who sleeps with anyone. I have to know that my partner is committed to me first and that will ...
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