My College Buddys Son

By Sweetheart

Published on Nov 21, 2023

Gay

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I woke up first, around 8am, and slowly came to. Sasha was still cuddled up to me with his arm thrown around my torso and his face buried in my chest. He was sleeping deeply. My nose was being filled with the smell of this beautiful boys hair, which smelled somehow sweet. I took a moment to enjoy this. I started running my hand up and down his back, feeling his smooth skin glide under me. He started to stir and let out a soft moan.

"Morning buddy. I'll leave you to sleep." I whispered in his ear.

He nodded as I shimmied myself out from under him. I scooted to the edge of the bed and stretched for a moment before hopping down, my morning wood taking a deep plunge down before snapping back up and slapping my happy trail. I grabbed my cock and gently stroked it, remembering that Sasha's hand was holding just hours before. The sheets were pulled down to his lower back as he slept on his side. The morning light was softly pouring in the room, illuminating all the highlights of his young body. His rib cage expanded with every breathe, and I could see just up until his crack. I touched myself for a few more seconds, watching him sleep, when I decided to have some coffee and read the paper. I threw on some basketball shorts without any underwear and headed to the kitchen to make my coffee. Relaxing into my chair, I adjusted my crotch so that it was resting on top of my thighs.

I was there for about an hour when Sasha's door opened. He rubbed his eyes and stumbled into the living room, his hair a mess. My eyes immediately darted to his little white briefs, which contained a massive teen boner. He looked to be about 6" with a nice girth. Nothing like mine, but I thought it was probably a nice cock for his age. I remembered all the times I'd catch glimpses of his dads cock back in college. In the dorm or locker rooms, I always stole a glance when he changed. There was even a time where I got to see it up close, but I'll save that story for later.

His eyes caught me looking so I brushed it off by saying "nice boner kid, haha."

He blushed and asked if there was any coffee. I got up to pour him a mug while asking how he felt.

"Honestly, not great. My head is killing me and I think I might be sick." He said, holding his flat stomach.

"Yep, sounds like a hangover." I said.

"How do I get rid of it?" He asked me.

His naivety was adorable.

"Honestly going to the gym always helps me. I like to do a pretty chill work out and then steam for a while, then I feel right. Wanna come to the gym? I was probably heading there soon anyways." I said.

"I'd love that, I usually exercise quite a bit at home since I'm on the swim team." He said.

"Oh yeah, there's a pool there too if you're interested. I thought you might swim or something like that, based on your body." I said, feeling like I might've been too direct.

"Oh, well I'll take that as a compliment." He said with a wink.

I immediately started chubbing up, which he most definitely noticed right away.

"Nice boner, kid." He teased.

God, this kid drove me crazy, and I think he knew it. He was so inexperienced yet so confident and humble.

We both threw on some gym clothes and headed out the door. We walked and chatted for a moment. I asked him if he got that guy Antonio's number.

"I sure did! We danced for a while and then went into the bathroom. I think he wanted to fool around, but I was too drunk to get his fly down." Sasha laughed. "But yes, I got his number! I might see what he's up to this weekend."

"Hell yeah, I'm happy you met someone buddy. He was a total cutie, and I think it's a green flag he brought you to me, since you were so drunk."

We didn't talk about the night before, sleeping in the same bed, cuddling, or his hand on my cock and balls.

We walked up to the gym and I started filling out the guest pass form and checking myself in. I told him to follow me and we headed to the locker room. We walked in and it wasn't too crowded since we missed the morning rush. There was a beefy guy standing at his locker, and another more jocky guy getting changed. A gorgeous Italian stud walked by completely naked, and Sasha looked like he was going to faint. I gave him a wink.

We walked up to a locker and I told him we could share one. He took his speedo out of his bag and started undressing. I felt a little bold and decided he wouldn't mind if I watched. I sat on the bench and spread my legs, him right in between. I watched as he lifted his shirt, turned his back to me, bent down, and slid his shorts off. He wasn't wearing any underwear and as he bent down, his cheeks spread open inviting me to stare. He definitely lingered for a minute, or maybe time stopped all together as I was met with his boy hole just a foot from my face. I could pretty much taste it. It was pink and tight, obviously virgin. It wasn't completely smooth, there was a dusting of his teen hair along the crack, but his cheeks were covered in peach fuzz. It took everything in me not to grab his delicate hips and shove my face in his hole, tongue fucking him and tasting his sweet insides.

He slid his briefs up and turned back around. I looked up at him with lust in my eyes and he just smiled.

"So, where's the pool?" He asked, still smirking.

"Oh yeah, let me show you!" I said standing up.

My cock was at full attention after the sight and Sasha giggled, clearly enjoying how crazy I was for him. I loved how he was starting to tease me. I wanted to throw him against the lockers and devour him, but I restrained myself.

I stood up and my cock pointed straight out a good 8 inches since I also wasn't wearing any underwear as I tended to do when I worked out. I adjusted my cock so I could tuck it into my waistband, and I made sure Sasha could take a peek at my fat mushroom head. We made eye contact and the tension was insane. I wondered how long this would go on before I couldn't control myself anymore.

We walked over to the pool and I told him I was going to go do my routine, and we should meet back here to go in the steam room, which I was admittedly looking forward to. My cock was still rock hard as I left him, thinking to myself how grateful I was to have this slutty boy around. I couldn't wait to see where this went.

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Next: Chapter 6


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