Straight, neatly cropped black hair, asian, and very young looking. I swear so many asian guys never age. That’s why I love ‘em. I was sure this 20yo wouldn’t reply to my messages. Went from “What’s up”, a few back and forth, to “I recently discovered I’d like to give blowjobs.” That seemed to end the conversation. Yeah, those young guys are hard to get.
Like a week later, he comes back with “Hmmm, that could be good. Pics?” He follows up with his own. “Mmmmm” I write back. We work out that we’d like to do something in the restroom I found sometime, maybe Wednesday. Then nothing. Man this guy was a tease. Hot, though.
Next Monday he writes back again. “Sorry, classes are crazy.” I tell him I’m going to have to Google Calendar him like an appointment. Crazy, he agrees. Next week’s exam week. “It’ll help you relax,” I told him. Then he doesn’t sign in again.
Until Sunday. “Still up for 2 tmrw?” “Yeah” I write back.
It’s a scorcher today. At 2, I go to the fountain in the nature building. The butterfly feeling is ripe. I want to run, not show up. Maybe he won’t show. But there’s already two asian guys sitting there, one’s pretty hot in his sweat pants and playing on his iPhone.. I’m not sure it’s him. So I read some of the posters. Still nothing on grindr.
Minutes later he strides in like he owns the place. Only he’s like 6ft tall. I look at him and he smiles back. That’s the one. “Just had an exam,” he said. “Didn’t go well.” Ahh, well, let’s see what we can do about that. I lead him downstairs and we go into the restroom together, locking the door.
Learning from my previous encounter I can’t let my cursed nervousness show. I rip off my shirt (Le Chateau Striped Cotten Slub, $29.95) with one arm and toss it, then turned to him. He’s got his shirt off.
Wow. Very tall. Thin, in a shapely way. Hairless except thick, straight black tufts jut from under his arms. Small pecs. Gazing, intensely, grinning nervously.
I’m reaching for his baggy jeans. Gotta be aggressive. But the kid’s pockets are filled with calculators and geometry sets and two phones. WTF, I was gonna need some help. He unloads his gadgets onto the sink while I stare at the top of his black boxers.
Finally he slides down his pants and out pops a thick brown uncut dick. I get down and pull it back, briefly inspecting it. Got to be safe, you know. Then I start to lick his balls and his cock soon slides into my mouth. He’s soft and I work it, loving the feeling of it becoming hard and slowly growing toward my throat.
I look up at his hot body and rub my hands over his tummy. He’s like the teens straight outta the gaysian porn vids.
After a few minutes he sits down on the toilet cover and I go to town on his dick. He’s having some trouble staying hard, so I let him work it while I lick his balls. It’s a hot day. I can taste his sweat and I love it. I let my tongue go down to his perineum and draw letters there like it was a pussy. He moans, “that’s good”. He’s hard, but when I suck he starts to go soft again. I try my hands, but they’re cold from resting on the floor.
Thunk. Someone tries to open the door again. Shit, that can’t be helping.
Eventually he stands up, asks me what else can we do? I dunno, it’s a cold bathroom floor. “I want to taste your cum,” I whisper. So he stands up and jerks. He seems soft, but surprises me with a great tasting load.
As he gets dressed and assembles his office supplies back into his pants, he apologizes, saying he’s pretty tired. That’s OK. I loved doing it.