The fair city of Madison, Wisconsin has much to offer in the way of drinking establishments, but the trouble is they all close early. So, at one in the morning on a Friday night Ron and I found ourselves with nothing left to do but head back to the hotel. It was still early for us, used to the late nights back on campus in Indiana, and we wandered the streets, having been turned down at the entrance to a frat party. Hopefully there was still something going on at the hospitality suite.
We had travelled the 250 miles to Mad City in a brand new gray Camaro, eating cold pizza and drinking colder beer, to join about a dozen other engineers from our university in attending the midwest regional student conference, this year hosted by the University of Wisconsin. After the first day of the conference was ended, most of us were ready to go out and paint the town. We teamed up with the two University of Ohio students sharing our room at the hotel and we did our best to have a drink in as many of the forty bars listed by our hosts in a convenient bedeker they put together for the occasion. As it turned out, we only made it to five, including one located in the basement of the student union, before the doors were closed on us.
Back at the hotel, the party that had been going on in the hospitality suite had pretty much drawn to a close, but a few people were still hanging around. The suite opened up on the balcony overlooking the swimming pool, and a couple of people were down below, trying to break into the jacuzzi. The four of us returned to our room and put on our swimming trunks; by the time we got back they had gotten inside, and were trying to get into the small room housing the controls to the jacuzzi. We tried everything from coat hangers to credit cards, but the door wouldn't open. That meant we could not turn on the heat, and a cold jacuzzi seemed uninviting, but seeing a large plastic garbage can nearby I got an idea to remedy the problem. We took the garbage can to the ladies shower room, filled it with scalding hot water, which we then carried to the hot tub and dumped inside to raise the temperature. "About ten more trips," I said, "and it should be warm enough to get inside."
On the second trip to the shower room, I got a good look at Jeff. He had a smooth, muscular body that made me lick my lips as he stood there, naked except for his trunks. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but I knew better than to try a stunt like that. I couldn't help wanting his body, though, and I felt my cock stiffen slightly.
After about ten trips, we finally all got into the tub, which was now good and warm. We sat there in near darkness, passing around a couple of cans of Mountain Dew spiked with vodka and talking. I was sitting with my feet stretched out in front of me, directly across from Jeff, my right leg rubbing against his. He made no effort to move away, and so we sat there in the darkness, barely touching each other.
One by one everyone began to leave the hot tub to retire for the night, until it was only Ron, Jeff and myself. Ron finally got out and went into the exercise room to work out before going to bed. That left Jeff and I alone in the tub, sharing the last can of soda. We continued talking, and under the water I casually let my hand rub against his right leg. A little while later I did it again, this time a little more deliberately. Jeff made no sign that he felt anything, so I did it again, this time letting my hand linger a little longer so that I could actually feel the soft hairs on his thigh.
We sat in silence for a while, then I began stroking the inside of his leg, moving higher and higher, until I ran into the leg of his trunks. I felt up into his crotch and found his cock hard and straining to excape from its bindings.
I stood up in the tub and pulled down my trunks, letting my hard eight inch penis swing freely. Jeff's eyes lit up at the sight of my erect manhood and he reached down and pulled off his own trunks. I sat down next to him and reached over to grab his cock, which had to be the biggest hunk of meat in the midwest; it must have been over ten inches long and a couple thick! I ran my fingers through his pubic hairs, then moved up onto his smooth, tight abdomen. My fingers dallied around his navel, then up onto his chest. I massaged his well developed pecs and he reached over to grab my cock, running his hand up and down my shaft, while I played with his left nipple.
He turned to face me, and we moved toward each other until we met in a tight-lipped kiss. I worked away at him, our mouths opening wide and wet. My tongue moved inside of him, finding his own tongue waiting, quivering. Our faces fused as our tongues danced together, strong and moist. I broke away and followed his cheek with the tip of my tongue until it reached his ear. I nibbled at his right ear lobe for awhile, then licked down across his throat and out onto his chest. His skin was sweet with sweat, and I headed for his nipple. I took the nub in between my teeth and bit down softly. He moaned and tightened his grip on my dick, grabbing the back of my head with his other hand and pushing me down into his chest. I alternately licked and sucked at his nipple, then went across his chest to the other nipple, which I gave a similar treatment to, while all along he kept jerking away at my cock. I felt my balls begin to tighten and knew it wouldn't be long before I let loose with my first salvo.
He suddenly let go of my cock and rolled over on top of me. He began to hump away at me, his huge dick pressed into my stomach almost up to my ribs. I grabbed hold of his tight ass and pulled him to me, bucking up against him as he rammed his pole into me. After a little while he eased back, positioning his ass so that it was directly above my dick. He didn't have to say anything; "Fuck me!" was written all over his face. I pushed the head of my dick against his tight hole and with both hands began to shove my meat up his ass. Hot water doesn't make a very good lubricant, but I was able to get my whole cock into him as he relaxed his hole and slid down on top of me. I buried my pulsating rod up into his ass as far as I could go, until his balls were slapping against my stomach. I began to gyrate under him twisting my pelvis to thrust my cock in and out of his tight, warm hole, my hands squeezing his thighs as he straddled me. I looked up at his beautiful body staring me in the face, shimmering a pale glow in the halflight. I ran my hands up along his flanks and up around his back to grab his shoulders from behind, pulling him down onto my swollen dickmeat. A few more pumps, straining to reach as far into his ass as I could manage, and I began to come, shooting jets of hot, wet jism into his bowels, pulling him down onto me, pressing my body against his in a wild embrace. My dick popped out of his ass and he began to kiss me, his lips burning and wet, his hot tongue penetrating into my mouth just the way I wanted his dick in me, all juicy and dripping. It seemed that he could read my mind, because he stood up suddenly and pushed his dick toward my face, his balls hanging just above the water. "Suck me!", he commanded, and I could not refuse his order.
I looked at the huge manflesh staring me in the eye and I licked my lips, moistening them to prepare for the entrance of that delicious slab of meat. I grabbed his ass and pulled him into position, his cock pulsating just inches in front of my face. I started by attacking his balls, one at a time, licking them lightly with the tip of my tongue for awhile, then moving slowly up his shaft, covering the underside of his cock with saliva, until I reached the head. I teased him by licking it ever so playfully until he could stand no more.
"Suck it!", he urged, grabbing my head and pushing his dick up against my lips. I opened my mouth to let in his thick stalk, taking in just the head at first, then working my way farther and farther down the shaft until I had all I could fit inside without gagging. I closed my lips firmly around his hot flesh, rubbing my tongue along the underside of his cock, and he began to moan softly. I slowly pulled back off his dick until his head was on the tip of my tongue, then took him in again. I continued bobbing up and down on his cock, my hand playing with his balls, which I felt pulling up against his body as he readied for his explosion.
After awhile he began to anticipate my rhythm, bucking away, shoving his dick in and out of my mouth, giving me the best oral fucking of my life. Then he came full force, sending thick gobs of cum into my eager mouth. I took it all in, licking away ravenously at the tip of his dick to get at every last drop.
He sat down next to me, exhausted, then leaned over and we kissed a third time, a soft gentle kiss. He pulled away and checked his wristwatch lying on the side of the jacuzzi. "It's getting pretty late," he told me, "and I have to ge back before my boyfriend gets home from work."
"Do you have time for a shower?" I asked hopefully.
"Yeah, sure," he said. We went over to the shower room and locked the door behind us.
In the shower we took turns soaping each other up, but when he started soaping up his own dick I knew what was coming. "Let me fuck you," he said, and I obediently turned my back on him, offering my ass to be mauled by his enormous cock. He soaped my asshole, I relaxed my sphincter as best I could, and he eased his cock up my ass. After about a dozen strokes I was loosened up enough to enjoy the pounding my ass was taking. We came almost at the same time, and I swear I could feel my asshole filling up with his cum. He pulled out of me and washed off his dick, then we both rinsed off and got out of the shower.
After we dressed he invited me to stay with him and his boyfriend the next time I was in Madison.
I accepted gladly.
We had travelled the 250 miles to Mad City in a brand new gray Camaro, eating cold pizza and drinking colder beer, to join about a dozen other engineers from our university in attending the midwest regional student conference, this year hosted by the University of Wisconsin. After the first day of the conference was ended, most of us were ready to go out and paint the town. We teamed up with the two University of Ohio students sharing our room at the hotel and we did our best to have a drink in as many of the forty bars listed by our hosts in a convenient bedeker they put together for the occasion. As it turned out, we only made it to five, including one located in the basement of the student union, before the doors were closed on us.
Back at the hotel, the party that had been going on in the hospitality suite had pretty much drawn to a close, but a few people were still hanging around. The suite opened up on the balcony overlooking the swimming pool, and a couple of people were down below, trying to break into the jacuzzi. The four of us returned to our room and put on our swimming trunks; by the time we got back they had gotten inside, and were trying to get into the small room housing the controls to the jacuzzi. We tried everything from coat hangers to credit cards, but the door wouldn't open. That meant we could not turn on the heat, and a cold jacuzzi seemed uninviting, but seeing a large plastic garbage can nearby I got an idea to remedy the problem. We took the garbage can to the ladies shower room, filled it with scalding hot water, which we then carried to the hot tub and dumped inside to raise the temperature. "About ten more trips," I said, "and it should be warm enough to get inside."
On the second trip to the shower room, I got a good look at Jeff. He had a smooth, muscular body that made me lick my lips as he stood there, naked except for his trunks. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but I knew better than to try a stunt like that. I couldn't help wanting his body, though, and I felt my cock stiffen slightly.
After about ten trips, we finally all got into the tub, which was now good and warm. We sat there in near darkness, passing around a couple of cans of Mountain Dew spiked with vodka and talking. I was sitting with my feet stretched out in front of me, directly across from Jeff, my right leg rubbing against his. He made no effort to move away, and so we sat there in the darkness, barely touching each other.
One by one everyone began to leave the hot tub to retire for the night, until it was only Ron, Jeff and myself. Ron finally got out and went into the exercise room to work out before going to bed. That left Jeff and I alone in the tub, sharing the last can of soda. We continued talking, and under the water I casually let my hand rub against his right leg. A little while later I did it again, this time a little more deliberately. Jeff made no sign that he felt anything, so I did it again, this time letting my hand linger a little longer so that I could actually feel the soft hairs on his thigh.
We sat in silence for a while, then I began stroking the inside of his leg, moving higher and higher, until I ran into the leg of his trunks. I felt up into his crotch and found his cock hard and straining to excape from its bindings.
I stood up in the tub and pulled down my trunks, letting my hard eight inch penis swing freely. Jeff's eyes lit up at the sight of my erect manhood and he reached down and pulled off his own trunks. I sat down next to him and reached over to grab his cock, which had to be the biggest hunk of meat in the midwest; it must have been over ten inches long and a couple thick! I ran my fingers through his pubic hairs, then moved up onto his smooth, tight abdomen. My fingers dallied around his navel, then up onto his chest. I massaged his well developed pecs and he reached over to grab my cock, running his hand up and down my shaft, while I played with his left nipple.
He turned to face me, and we moved toward each other until we met in a tight-lipped kiss. I worked away at him, our mouths opening wide and wet. My tongue moved inside of him, finding his own tongue waiting, quivering. Our faces fused as our tongues danced together, strong and moist. I broke away and followed his cheek with the tip of my tongue until it reached his ear. I nibbled at his right ear lobe for awhile, then licked down across his throat and out onto his chest. His skin was sweet with sweat, and I headed for his nipple. I took the nub in between my teeth and bit down softly. He moaned and tightened his grip on my dick, grabbing the back of my head with his other hand and pushing me down into his chest. I alternately licked and sucked at his nipple, then went across his chest to the other nipple, which I gave a similar treatment to, while all along he kept jerking away at my cock. I felt my balls begin to tighten and knew it wouldn't be long before I let loose with my first salvo.
He suddenly let go of my cock and rolled over on top of me. He began to hump away at me, his huge dick pressed into my stomach almost up to my ribs. I grabbed hold of his tight ass and pulled him to me, bucking up against him as he rammed his pole into me. After a little while he eased back, positioning his ass so that it was directly above my dick. He didn't have to say anything; "Fuck me!" was written all over his face. I pushed the head of my dick against his tight hole and with both hands began to shove my meat up his ass. Hot water doesn't make a very good lubricant, but I was able to get my whole cock into him as he relaxed his hole and slid down on top of me. I buried my pulsating rod up into his ass as far as I could go, until his balls were slapping against my stomach. I began to gyrate under him twisting my pelvis to thrust my cock in and out of his tight, warm hole, my hands squeezing his thighs as he straddled me. I looked up at his beautiful body staring me in the face, shimmering a pale glow in the halflight. I ran my hands up along his flanks and up around his back to grab his shoulders from behind, pulling him down onto my swollen dickmeat. A few more pumps, straining to reach as far into his ass as I could manage, and I began to come, shooting jets of hot, wet jism into his bowels, pulling him down onto me, pressing my body against his in a wild embrace. My dick popped out of his ass and he began to kiss me, his lips burning and wet, his hot tongue penetrating into my mouth just the way I wanted his dick in me, all juicy and dripping. It seemed that he could read my mind, because he stood up suddenly and pushed his dick toward my face, his balls hanging just above the water. "Suck me!", he commanded, and I could not refuse his order.
I looked at the huge manflesh staring me in the eye and I licked my lips, moistening them to prepare for the entrance of that delicious slab of meat. I grabbed his ass and pulled him into position, his cock pulsating just inches in front of my face. I started by attacking his balls, one at a time, licking them lightly with the tip of my tongue for awhile, then moving slowly up his shaft, covering the underside of his cock with saliva, until I reached the head. I teased him by licking it ever so playfully until he could stand no more.
"Suck it!", he urged, grabbing my head and pushing his dick up against my lips. I opened my mouth to let in his thick stalk, taking in just the head at first, then working my way farther and farther down the shaft until I had all I could fit inside without gagging. I closed my lips firmly around his hot flesh, rubbing my tongue along the underside of his cock, and he began to moan softly. I slowly pulled back off his dick until his head was on the tip of my tongue, then took him in again. I continued bobbing up and down on his cock, my hand playing with his balls, which I felt pulling up against his body as he readied for his explosion.
After awhile he began to anticipate my rhythm, bucking away, shoving his dick in and out of my mouth, giving me the best oral fucking of my life. Then he came full force, sending thick gobs of cum into my eager mouth. I took it all in, licking away ravenously at the tip of his dick to get at every last drop.
He sat down next to me, exhausted, then leaned over and we kissed a third time, a soft gentle kiss. He pulled away and checked his wristwatch lying on the side of the jacuzzi. "It's getting pretty late," he told me, "and I have to ge back before my boyfriend gets home from work."
"Do you have time for a shower?" I asked hopefully.
"Yeah, sure," he said. We went over to the shower room and locked the door behind us.
In the shower we took turns soaping each other up, but when he started soaping up his own dick I knew what was coming. "Let me fuck you," he said, and I obediently turned my back on him, offering my ass to be mauled by his enormous cock. He soaped my asshole, I relaxed my sphincter as best I could, and he eased his cock up my ass. After about a dozen strokes I was loosened up enough to enjoy the pounding my ass was taking. We came almost at the same time, and I swear I could feel my asshole filling up with his cum. He pulled out of me and washed off his dick, then we both rinsed off and got out of the shower.
After we dressed he invited me to stay with him and his boyfriend the next time I was in Madison.
I accepted gladly.
