Chance unlaced his work boots, stripped off his socks, then stood up, ready to begin this crazy experiment in hot college guy sex. Reed was riveted. All he could think of was downtown they charged a twenty dollar cover for what he was getting here in his dorm.
First, Chance caught the groove of the beat. He swayed his big chest back and forth, threw back that gorgeous jock head till only those thick full lips were visible, and swayed those ridiculously hot jean-clad hips.
His hands played all over his chest, rubbing those gorgeous pecs so sensually, pinching his nipples while his face contorted into very sexy paroxysms of lust. One hand slithered down to his cock, rubbing it lewdly.
Reed was stroking himself like crazy, trying to forestall what would probably be one of the wildest orgasms he'd ever had, yet delirious at this most outrageous sex ever. Then Chance stared at him, licked his tongue slowly around those full, pouty lips, and peeled off his shirt. Reed gasped aloud. Chance had the best upper body he'd ever seen.
Perfectly full and cut. No fat. Gorgeous nipples he wanted to lunge at right now. And his abs. Reed could have cum just watching those abs, so lean and cut and curvy.
Reed was a sucker for jockstraps, so seeing the top of Chance's undulate over those beautiful abs, knowing that soon he would see that obviously huge cock encased in it, was overwhelming. Chance continued his dance and nipple-play, always remembering to stroke his cock through his jeans, all the while watching Reed.
As much as Reed was in ecstasy, Chance was getting off, too. He couldn't believe how hot Reed's gorgeous, writhing body was making him. He had never even seen another man's erect cock before, let alone a guy stroking it like crazy. Chance was riveted on that huge pole, obscenely visible without any hair to mask it.
All Chance could think of was tasting it, sucking it, licking it. He'd like to lap his tongue around that big smooth ballsac, with those sweet plum-sized nuts jiggling around in him.
Chance, sex-deprived for so long, was soaking in a wonderfully immersive gay fantasy, the way a sore, tired guy would luxuriate in a hot, soothing tub. It permeated his whole body.
He slowly unsnapped his jeans, unzipped them, let them fall, then kicked them off.
"OH FUCK!!" Reed yelled. Seeing Chance, in all his naked, muscled perfection, in that hot grey jockstrap, was too much. He brought one hand to his ass and began to finger himself like crazy, starting a stream of raw sex-talk.
"Oh fuck, dude! You are the hottest fucking shit I have ever seen in my life! You are fucking perfection! That cock, what a fucking cock! Oh fuck, you could fuck me all night with that thing! Jesus Fuck, man, you are not getting out of this room until I have that sweet piece of meat in my mouth for about an hour!"
Chance smiled and started rubbing his thighs and ass teasingly. He loved watching Reed finger himself, seeing first one, then two, then three fingers play around that smooth, delicious-looking crack.
"Fuck, man, let me see that cock, please! It looks so fucking beautiful through your jock! So hard, so fucking long! I can't stand it, ude! Fuck, keep the jock on, take it off, fuck, I don't care. Oh fuck, Chance, fuck, fuck me, dude! You are so fucking gorgeous!"
Chance licked his lips again as he watched reed's fingers play in his ass and over his cock. Damn, this gay sex shit was hot as fucking hell. He had to stroke himself off, now, or he'd explode.
Slowly, he peeled his jock down, teasingly, a little at a time, exposing the shaft a half-inch at a time, then bringing the strap back up. He pulled both side straps to the back and grooved them up and down his ass-crack.
"OH fuck, man! You sure you ain't a gay stripper? You jerking my chain, man? Fuck, I wish my dick was that jockstrap, rubbing your ass up and down! Aw shit, man, that's so fucking hot!"
Finally, even Chance could take it no longer. He ripped the jock off, got close to Reed's bed, and the two boys watched each other jack off. Chance was shot full of electricity as this most exciting sex of his life. Reed had been here before, of course, but never as wildly as this.
"Oh, damn, this is hot, Chance! You are such a hot young stud! I - " the older boy started grunting in a choked kind of half-sob/half-scream, and then Chance watched wide-eyed as Reed's cock erupted, spewing beautiful hot cream everywhere: his face, his chest, his bed, his dick.
How beautiful guys dicks were when they came, Chance thought: those thick gorgeous tools oozing out such sexy stuff. This was just too much for Chance, who aimed his cock so he would mix his seed in with Reed's.
He tensed his hard body and pumped load after load all over the grateful older stud, who rubbed it all over himself, then took handfuls to lap up in his hungry mouth. Chance, unbelievably, kept shooting; he was having the hardest, longest orgasm he'd ever had.
When he was finally done, he let his body drop beside Reed's, exhausted.
After a few minutes, Reed couldn't help himself. He stroked his jack-off buddy's beautiful back and ass, then reached in to tongue and kiss his ear, whispering, "Aw, dude, that was so fucking fine. Ah fuck, man, you are just so fucking hot."
He reached underneath Chance, slimed the last bit of cum off the boy's half-hard dick, brought it to those beautifully puffy lips, and all but got hard as the young stud licked his finger clean.