Part 7
I hear Josh exit the stall beside me, wash his hands, and leave. My hand is covered in a mix of Josh's cum and my own fresh load. I lick my hand clean, savouring the sweet mix of Josh and I. Suddenly the door opens again as someone else comes into the bathroom and I hastily get up off the floor. As quietly as possible I wipe my load off the wall, floor and softening cock, straighten myself up and leave the stall.
The guy who came in is just turning around from the urinal and buttoning up his fly. He looks familiar, but I dont know him. He's got jet black hair, just slightly taller than me, and much more stocky. I give him a polite smile as I pass him and head to the sink. I lower my gaze from his and instinctively check out the bulge in his jeans as I do so. I grin a little as I think to myself
"I've just sucked down Josh's load *and* shot my own and I still can't help myself from looking!". I start washing my hands and he does the same at the opposite end of the counter. I give him a sideways glance and he looks like he's smirking. I think to myself
"This is one of two things: He seen me glance at his bulge or... he seen me on my knees, cum covered cock out, and desperately trying to stand up as he came in.". I dry my hands and leave.
"Aww well..." I think to myself
"Either way, I hope he was flattered or enjoyed the free show!" With that, I head back to class.
It's another couple of days before I see Josh again. I call round to his, planning to act like I was passing by. I knock on the door but let myself in anyway. He's sitting at his desk with his back to the door.
"Hey, man!" I say as I close the door behind me. No response. I tilt to the side and notice he's got his earphones in. I quietly kick off my shoes and sneak towards him. I get right up behind and him, lean over his shoulder, my face inching up to his and I shout
"BOO!". His whole body lurches to the side away from me and he clings to the desk to stop from falling off his chair. He looks terrified for a split second before relaxing in relief. I double over laughing while he shakes his head.
"I hate you..." he murmurs as he regains his composure and sits properly on the chair again.
I eventually stop laughing and pat him on the back
"Aww, sorry buddy! I couldn't resist." Then I notice that he's sitting around in just boxers and socks. I look a little longer than I probably should and when he turns his head back to me I quickly look up.
"What?" He says, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing... Just wondering whats up with those old man boxers?" He's usually a briefs guy, but today he's wearing a pair of loose fitting boxers. They're a light grey, and look a little old with a hole at the waistband.
"Give me a break! Everything else needs washed and besides, its not like I was expecting company." He turns back to face the desk and I see his toes flex and curly underneath. I think I might have embarrassed him.
"OK, OK, I was only kidding!" I say as I playfully nudge his shoulder.
"They're, umm, lovely! Really a-attractive!" He laughs quietly
"Yeah, whatever." He jokingly grumbles.
"No, I'm serious! They're the sexiest boxers I've ever, *ever* seen!" I say while putting on my best breathy, pretend porn-star voice.
He spins around in his chair and I'm immediately gazing at his perfectly pink nipples, nestled amongst the light golden hair of his chest.
"Oh, you really think so?" He says. He puts one hand behind his head, arches his back, and slides his other hand down his chest towards his boxers. He moans,
"Mmmm! This doing it for you baby!" and bites his lip. As his hand gets lower he slides it over the top of the boxers, down his thigh and his boxers pull away from his hips ever so slightly. A peek of those thick, blonde pubes shows and I feel my face burning red. He bursts out laughing and slumps back in the chair. I look up from his crotch, catch his gaze, and roll my eyes.
I turn away from him and take a step but he reaches out and grabs my hand. It sends an electric shock through my entire body. We've jerked off, I've sucked his cock, but this is... different. The other times got me excited and horny but this has made my heart skip. It feels intimate. I turn my head to look at him and he gives me his cheeky little grin.
"Don't roll your eyes! I was just teasing." He says as he pulls me back to him.
"Pay back for you scaring me!" He has pulled me over and I'm standing in front of him, looking down into those big, deep brown eyes. He's got some stubble growing in and his dirty blonde hair is a mess.
He's still holding my hand.
"Aww I'm sorry." I say, sounding overly sweet and grinning. He pulls on my hand laughing, pulling us closer, and I reach out and grab his shoulder to steady myself. I'm excited, still nervous even after everything that's happened, but I feel a little braver. I pull on his shoulder and hand and as he rolls a little closer on the chair, I move my legs and straddle his thick thighs. His face is level with the centre of my chest as he stares up at me. There's a look of surprise in his eyes but he's smirking.
I lower myself down to sit on his lap and bring my face closer to his. I feel his hot breath on my face as I gaze into his eyes. He lifts his hand and puts it to my cheek. It's hot and firm and I relax into it. I slide forward a little on his lap and my hips press against him. He slides his hand to the back of my head, his fingers sliding through my short hair. His fingers tighten a little on the back of my head and he quickly pulls me down onto him. Our lips connect in a long, firm kiss. I force my chest up against him, trying to get as close as possible. My lips part and his tounge explores my mouth. He let's go of my hand and I feel it slide up my thigh and around to my ass. He grips it tightly, his fingers digging into my cheek and I let out a small moan. I meet his grip as I push my hips back. I grind on his lap, his loose fitting boxers sliding back and forth beneath me.
With my legs spread to straddle him I feel it. His long cock hardening against my ass.
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More to cum soon 
- TS
