Trivial Pursuit: The University Library

I was between morning lecture and late afternoon tutorials.  I was debating with myself whether I should just stay in the library and catch up on some research work or go cruising in the nearby mall.  Looking out the window and seeing that bad weather was coming the way, I headed to the library which was surprisingly quite empty.  I chose a table near to the washroom so I could watch who was entering the loo.  Shortly, I saw Jakob and his girlfriend walking towards the exit.  A little while later, Jakob was back and this time he walked towards the washroom.  Jakob, by the way, is Polish and attended the same lectures as I did. He was probably younger than me, maybe 20.

I followed him into the washroom.   It was silent inside. Three cubicles lined one wall and beside them was one long, steel trough. A couple of old sinks stood opposite.  The door to the furthest cubicle was closed and the other two open so I guessed he must already have been inside there. I slipped into the middle one.

I heard the rustle of pages next door and knew that he was in there already flicking through his magazines, which he often passed round to share with the other guys.  I looked at the cubicle walls and realised that this was the place to come when you wanted to cum. The graffiti bore testament to many a horny, frustrated student. Apart from the crude drawings of spurting cocks and hairy balls,  there was a huge variety of one-liners. 'Free cock sucking service, call xxxx xxxx.' 'Just sucked one off here - young and hung", to mention a few.

I sat down and pressed my ear to the thin, plasterboard wall to try to listen to the sounds from next door. And that is when I noticed the glory hole. It had been gouged out, the edges smoothed off in an almost professional way and then covered with a piece of tissue. I blew on it, the tissue fell away and I could see the floor of the cubicle next door. Resting on the floor was a pair of feet. Scrunched up around the ankles were a pair of green combat trousers and a pair of white boxer shorts. I leaned further forward and could see his legs, covered in fine hair, and resting on them, his magazine. I don't know if he had noticed me then, he must have heard me come in but he didn't stop what he was doing. I could see that his right hand was holding the magazine but I couldn't see much more. The magazine was hiding his other hand and the cock he must have been wanking. But this view was enough. My cock was hardening and I needed to be let it out of the constraint of my own very tight jeans. I stood up, facing the wall so that if he looked through the hole he would see me, and I slowly unzipped my jeans. I made sure my belt buckle rattled as I undid it and then slowly slid my own jeans down to the floor. I stood up straight again and fondled my stiffening cock through my briefs.  If he was watching me he would get a good show. I pulled the waistband down a little to reveal some of my hairy bush and cupped my balls through the cotton material of my briefs. My small 4 inches was tenting out at the front and when I pulled my briefs down further it slapped out to freedom, the head damp and sticky, the skin pulled right back. I stood there, putting everything on display in front of the glory hole.  I was hard and ready for action.

Slowly I stood back a little and crouched down onto my hunches. My face came level with the hole just as he stood up. I saw his thighs, a neat bush of hair set against a white, flat stomach and a long slender, young piece of flesh hanging semi-hard over a hairless, wrinkled sack. So this is what a nineteen year old Polish cock looked like. I wanted to know how it tasted. He was showing it to me proudly and with no shyness now. Then he took a step closer.

The pink tip of his cock came through the hole.  It was circumcised and glistening with precum.  After a little manipulation, his cute ball sack also came through the hole over to my side.  I bent forward, breathed in the scent of his groin and blew gently on the tip of his penis. It twitched.  My tongue reached out and licked the pre-cum off his pee-hole.  His cock twitched again. Slowly I ran my tongue along the shaft until it reached his pubes.  Then it trailed back along underneath his shaft until the rim of his cornoa rested on my tongue. I closed my lips carefully around it, forming it into an oval, and held him there while my tongue darted and licked his cock head. Within seconds he was fully hard. I slid him in so very slowly, savouring the smoothness, the feel of his warm flesh against my lips, until my nose was into his bush and my head was pressed onto the wall. I sucked and then slid back, my tongue pressed firmly against the underside of the youthful meat. Again I rested his head on the tip of my tongue, and sucked in the boy juice that was starting to escape from his pee-hole.

I put one hand around his balls, cupped them and rolled them around in my palm as I went down again to suck in his throbbing cock.  I heard a slight moan as I took his whole length to the back of my throat, and another when I released him and started licking his ball sack. I longed for the wall to disappear, so that I could wrap my arms around his slim waist and feel the firmness of his tight arse in my large hands. I was so content to be able to taste his young sack, feel his hardness against my face and breathe in the scent of sweat as I worked his bollocks with my tongue.

I kept on at his balls with my hand.  At the same time,  I drew him in further until I could feel the back of my throat resisting his long Polish meat as it tried to get in deeper into my mouth.  Soon I felt his pubic hair on my lips and I knew I had taken all of him. My fondling of his balls grew more intense as my mouth closed tighter around his cock.

I pulled back quickly, and then plunged down back, taking all of his cock down to my throat in one deft movement. Again I released his cock, and again covered it as I took him in. I repeated this and felt his cock growing harder each time it plunged all the way into my mouth. I was sliding my tongue up and down his shaft in a faster rhythm now, feasting on it as if I had never tasted a Polish cock before and this was my only chance. Eagerly I massaged his tightening balls as my mouth worked up and down his shaft. I knew he would not be able to endure this for long, from the way his cock was twitching in my mouth and from the way he was moaning on the other side of the wall.  His cock had fattened, and I felt his cock throbbed in my mouth.

I began sucking in cock in and out of my mouth as if I was using my mouth to wank him off.  I focused all  my attention on his cock.  I swirled my tongue around his cock head as my hand stroked the length of his shaft. Then I heard him say softly, "You're gonna taste it now."

His cock gorged and scraped against my teeth as I gagged on him.  He pushed his cock forward sending it all the way into my mouth, and erupted.  I tried to hold my breath as his cock throbbed and twitched inside my throat as his cum shot into my mouth.  There was so much semen flowing out of his youthful cock that some of it flowed back around his shaft.

I dove down on him, buried my face in his pubes and held his cock as far in my mouth possibly could.  He shot again as my tongue lapped against his pumping cock and my fingers played with his bollocks.  The friction of my throat on his cock head sent another wave through him and he spurted more boy juice down my gullet.  I kept him in my mouth as his cock continued to twitch inside me, until it slowly calm down.  I licked his cock and drained it of its last drop of cum.  Then he pulled his cock back through the hole.

He put a finger through, beckoning me closer.  Immediately I stood up, fed my own short Chinese sausage through the hole and pressed myself up against the cold, hard wall. I felt a hand stroke along my shaft as if it didn't know what to do with it. Fingers lightly played the full length, turned my cock head inquisitively and then ran through my manly bush of coarse black hair. I felt his other hand take my ball sack and roll it, as I had done to him. And then I felt the first breath of warm air against my cock. Soft lips tentatively touched my throbbing end. A wet, soft tongue licked me there and then my shaft was surrounded by heat. I had always been a fast cummer and shot my spunk into his mouth in less than a minute after it entered his mouth.

I withdrew my cock from his mouth and crouching down, peered through the glory hole.  He was pulling his trousers up and after getting properly dressed up, he left the cubicle. I dried myself off and did the same.