I was hurting. Badly. I'd just had a huge workout session at uni, and I was totally rinsed with sweat.
I went to the shower and cleaned myself off, and when I finished I got changed into my underwear.
I don't know why, but I'm always really horny whenever I'm tired. So I just lay there for a few minutes with my eyes shut, trying to let my erection pass. It wouldn't. As I opened my eyes, I saw him.
His name was James. He had been the subject of many of my masturbation fantasies, I even masturbated over his Facebook pictures once or twice.
He was about 5'7", with short brown hair, which made him instantly attractive to anyone in his sight. All the girls liked him, and even some of the boys (me included). He had an unbelievable six-pack that I'd always wanted to feel up. Unfortunately, I'd never really spoken to him much; I was too shy and never had the courage.
By this time uni was over, and everyone had gone home, so I figured that if I was going to talk to him and end up looking stupid, now was the time. Then, to my pleasant surprise, he walked over to me.
As he sat down next to me on the bench, he glanced down at the bulge in my boxer shorts, and a small smile curved onto his lips. It was incredibly awkward, the two of us sitting there in just our underwear, while I had a huge erection.
James asked, "You're gay right? What's it like doing a guy?"
He was right, I was gay, everyone knew that. But I had never even kissed a guy, let alone had sex. I hesitated for a second, and decided honesty was the best policy.
"I've never done anything with a guy" I said in an embarrassed tone.
"That's a real shame," James said, "I've always wanted to know what it's like."
He picked up my hand and started playing with my fingers, and my heart started pumping so hard it nearly burst out of my chest. He let go of my hand and stood up to face me. A lustful look flickered across his face. You cannot possibly comprehend what was going through my mind at this point.
Suddenly, I felt the full force of his body slam me against the wall, as he said, "I want you."
I had never wanted to hear three words more in my life. The top of his head only came up to about my nose, so he guided me into the shower, and threw me onto my back on the hard stone floor.
My erection was starting to twitch now. It needed me to touch it; this was the most turned on I'd ever been. I tried to slip my hand under the waistband of my boxers, but James blocked it off.
He lay on top of me, and started to tenderly kiss my lips. I let him lead, having never done something like this before, but it felt so good. It was like there were fireworks going off inside my brain, it was overwhelming, we were so horny.
We picked up the pace now. It was much more hot and passionate. We were both making out so hard that we barely had time for air. I couldn't believe it. I had fantasised about this guy for months, and here we were, making out semi-naked in the showers.
Then suddenly, an amazing sensation surged threw my cock as he started kissing me even harder, if that was possible.
I had a quick glance down, and immediately understood why. There he was, rubbing my penis so hard that I nearly had an orgasm there and then. As I began to rub his vigorously, he grunted with pleasure.
We were both panting as we groped each other, so intimate, so sexy. My boxers were full of precum as I started feeling his six pack. He was so toned and refined, I didn't realise how lucky I was to be doing this with someone like him.
We got into a 69 position with our boxers still on, and started licking and sucking each other's cocks through the material. Just as I was about to have an orgasm, he stopped. I look at him as I wondered why.
He stood up and dropped his boxers. That was why. Then I saw his cock. It must have been, what, seven and a half inches? I didn't know they could be so big. In the second it took me to think this, my underwear was gone too.
He started to lick the precum from my boxer shorts, determined to get as much of my taste as he could. He threw them to the side, and grabbed my cock.
He started to wank me off, and I returned the favour. Every pump I gave him he groaned and panted, begging me to go harder and faster. I felt him on my cock, I'd never been able to jack off like this in my life. But it felt so great, and I knew I was going to cum any second. But again, he stopped. He was saving it, I could tell.
One glance into his eyes and I could tell, we were going to go the whole way. As we got into the 69 position again, I got goosebumps all over my body as I was sucked off for the first time. It was better than I could ever have imagined. His tongue caressed the tip of my penis, as I begged for more and more. His mouth went right over it now, as he became the first ever person to taste my cock.
I then moved to his. This was my first time sucking someone off. I put his cock straight into my mouth as I fully realised how big it actually. It was touching the back of my throat, and I loved it. James groaned and panted, asking for more. We could both tell we were going to orgasm any second. But once again, he stopped. I followed his lead, knowing what was going to be next. I was right.
He rolled me onto my front, and lay down on top of me, promising we would take it nice and slow. I first felt him penetrate my anus, and I whimpered a bit; it had never been stretched so much. He slowly started to thrust his hips, finding a rhythm. He was so powerful. As he picked up the pace, I started to wank. He was going so fast and hard now, screaming my name, he was about to cum and so was I.
He stopped. We both knew it was my turn. I inserted my cock, and immediately heard a loud moan from James. I began to pump, and it was the best sensation I had ever felt in my life. He started to wank and told me that NOW we could cum. It took a matter of seconds before my cock erupted inside him, filling him with hot sticky white liquid. Almost instantaneously, he orgasmed too, as his jizz flew all over the walls.
I stopped fucking him to lick him clean, and he did the same.
"So," he asked, "same time tomorrow?"