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Fucked By A Senior The first time I saw Darren was when I was a freshman in college and he was a junior. I saw him in the year-book and fell in love. He was so fine. When sophomore year came, I kept my eyes open for him. I knew where all the cool seniors hung out so I always paid close attention when I passed by their bench. Finally, one day I saw him. He was more beautiful than I ever thought was possible. He was perfect. He was one of those "cool" guys. Went to the beach often. Never worked out, but had the body of a god. That was Darren. And I wanted him. For months I fantasized about him. The things he'd do to me and all the things I'd do to him. He was a senior so there wasn't much opportunity to get close to him, but whenever I passed by his bench, I always made it a priority to steal a glimpse. A few times I he looked back at me and we'd just stare at each other until I passed by. Other times, he was too busy talking to his friends to even notice. But I noticed him. One day, about three months after school had started, I was working in the photo lab at school. I was developing some pictures for the yearbook so there was nobody else around, except outside the lab which was a classroom. While I was developing, a class was being held outside, but they weren't going to use the lab because that day's class was about focusing or something like that. Anyway, I had just finished printing one photo and had gone outside so I could see it in the light, when Darren walked in. He was trying to find his friend I guess because he kept looking into the classroom. He waved to someone in the classroom and then turned and looked at me. I stood there, frozen and just stared at him. He smiled and walked over to me. "Hi," he said. His voice wasn't too deep, but it wasn't too high either. It was perfect. "Hi. You looking for somebody?" I asked. "Nah," he replied. All of a sudden, he took me by my arms and led me back into the photo lab. When we got there he grabbed my face and starting to passionately kiss me. I of course kissed him back. I wasn't thinking about anything else except that this stud that I dreamed about was kissing me. He stopped kissing me and said, "We can't do this here" and he led me to a development room which was a small room that negatives were processed in. Because negatives have to be developed in total darkness, there was a light switch that turned on a light outside the room letting people know that someone was developing and not to enter. Once inside, he laid me down on the floor and wrapped my legs around his waist. He bent over and lay on top of me and kissed me. This time more lovingly. His tongue searched my mouth and I returned the favor. He then proceeded to undress himself. He left his shirt and sweater on, but took off his jeans and underwear. The he took mines off. No thoughts of, "what am I doing?" ran through my head. It just happened. We were both hard already so he wasted no time starting on my cock. I grabbed his short dark hair as he went down on me in a figure 8 motion. Neither one of us is overly endowed so he had no problem blowing me. He stopped sucking and lifted his lips of my cock with a slurping sound. I got up and started to suck his cock. His dick filled my mouth perfectly. It wasn't too long and not too thick. I bobbed my head up and down. It was my first time and I had no idea what I was doing, but he didn't seem to mind. After a few minutes, he pulled me off and laid me down. He bent over and whispered in my ear, "Can I fuck you?" and I said, "yes". He pulled my legs up and proceeded to fuck me. Because it was so dark he had troubled finding my hole, but he finally did. The pain wasn't too bad. When he was inside, he began thrusting. It was kind of acquired because there wasn't a lot of room to move so when he thrusted he kind of just moved back and forth. His cock didn't go in and out. He fucked me for about 10 minutes until he bent over, clutched my shoulders and pulled me down on his cock. He buried his face in my chest and gasped a few times. He gave one big thrust and all of a sudden I felt warmth inside me. I could feel him squirt inside me. We stayed like that for a few moments until he went limp and pulled out. We were both panting, but he went down on me anyway. It took no time for me to cum and he drank me dry. After we had finished we both sat there in the room side by side. Finally I realized what I had done, and I began to mumble. He reached over and placed his hand on my face and whispered that it would be okay. We got dressed and left. After that incident, Darren and I have sort of kept a secret relationship of our own. He told me he always noticed me watching him so that's why he made the move in the photo room. It was weird trying to be boyfriend-boyfriend because we had already fucked before we even became friends. So, some advice to all you aggressive boys: if you want a relationship, don't fuck him first, get to know him. The sad thing is, Darren is a Senior and I'm only a Sophomore. When the year is finished he's off to the work world. I wish he could just find a job locally, UH, but he doesn't want to. I guess you could say I've sort of fallen in love with him. It's going to be tough saying good-bye.