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I was in my senior year in college as a music major, and I still needed my PE credit. I wanted to take something that would benefit me after graduation, so I signed up for weight training. (There was also the added bonus of watching guys undress and shower in the locker room.) I walk into class on the first day, and we are all waiting for our professor to walk in. In the meanwhile, I’m checking out the guys in the class, but that wasn’t too promising. After a few minutes he walks in, and I am totally stunned. He is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. He is six feet tall, blonde hair, and hazel eyes. He doesn’t have a really buff body, but it looks very toned and hard. He introduces himself to us – Marcello. I decided that I DEFINITELY wanted to get to know him better. During the first few weeks of school, I tried to talk to him as much as I could so he could learn my name. I came to find out he was married, much to my dismay. But I still wanted to talk to him. We finally struck a chord when I mentioned I was a music major. It turns out that he plays trombone and loves to listen to classical music. We automatically hit it off. During every class period, we would find some time to just chat, and it wasn’t always about classical music. He really turned me on every time we would talk. I would just picture him and me in the most erotic and sexual positions. The weeks went on, and I still lusted after Marcello. I got to see a lot of cock in the locker room, but I would rather see Marcello’s manhood. Spring Break came and went, and on our first day back, Marcello and I were talking. During Spring Break he had knee surgery and was in a lot of pain. I tried my best to help in any way I could. On Friday of that week, I struck gold: I walked into class as usual and saw Marcello sitting on a bench. It looked like he was in pain. He told me that his leg was hurting a lot, but he couldn’t really massage it because it hurt him too much. Here is where I stepped in: I told him I would massage it for him if he wouldn’t mind. He agreed. I sat down next to him and began rubbing his leg slowly. I could have creamed my shorts then and there, but I held back. His leg was so strong and soft. I could have been there for hours. Well, after a few minutes of massaging his leg, he began to look a little uncomfortable. I told him that we could go to his office if he would like. He said that was cool. I was really nervous, and really horny. We walk into his office, and he locks the door behind him. He only has two chairs. One is for him to sit on and the other is to rest his foot. So I just kneel down next to his legs and continue where I left off. There I am, massaging this hunk’s legs when he begins to moan. Apparently he really likes it. I start using longer strokes and covering more area of his thigh. Then it happened. As I was rubbing his leg, I went a little higher every time until I felt his cock. To my surprise, it was rock hard. He immediately jumped up a little, but he didn’t say anything. I got a little braver and placed my hand over his raging hard-on: again no reaction. Then I got really brave and reached under his shorts. Then he stood up and looked down at me. He said, "This will make it easier on you." And he pulled down his shorts. I was in heaven. Directly at my eye level was this huge package wrapped inside a jock strap. I wasted no time and began to lick his cock through the soft mesh of the jock strap. Oh, it tasted so good. In no time, I released his monster from its cage and exposed a throbbing nine-inch dick. It was better than I had ever dreamed. I started massaging his massive tool with my hands, but my mouth was too eager and couldn’t wait any longer. I swallowed his meat all the way like if it was my last meal. He placed his hands on my head and began force-feeding his cock to my face. I couldn’t believe it; I was being face-fucked by this hunk. It felt so good as the bulbous head massaged the back of my throat. I reached for his ass as he fucked my face and I fingered his virgin hole. It was so tight, but I got three fingers in, and he moaned with pleasure. His thrusts were getting faster and faster, and I just kept on sucking and sucking. "Fuck that feels so fucking good," he said. "Suck my dick." His talking just turned me on more and I came in my shorts, without being touched. He really liked having his hole played with as he told me to finger-fuck him harder. I gladly complied. Then without notice, he gave a loud yell of "FUCK!" and blew a huge load into my hungry mouth. It was the best cum I had ever tasted, and I swallowed every drop. He collapsed onto the chair from exhaustion and looked very warmly into my eyes. He came closer to me, and with cum still on my face, we kissed very passionately. It was almost time for class to end, so I told I had to leave. But before I did, he pulled down my shorts and exposed my messy seven-incher. He said it wasn’t fair that his cock got cleaned off, so he got on one knee, and sucked off my cock. I came in seconds into his virgin mouth, and he swallowed every ounce. We kissed once again, exchanging cum in our mouths, and I began to walk out. As I left, I heard him say, "Maybe next time we can massage each other’s asses with our cocks?" The smile I gave him in return was answer enough for him. Needless to say, we have continued our fuck and suck sessions. cummingintexas@yahoo.com