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On The Internet
by John Dawson (address withheld)

***

An interlude between college roommates. If you can't be 
with the one you love, love the one you're with. (MM, 
mast, oral)

***

Now that the college had changed its policy regarding 
certain newsgroups which contained erotic material, and 
had even allowed anonymous ftp access to certain remote 
sites which held archives of hot gay stories, Kevin 
found that he was spending more and more time late at 
night in his local terminal room, reading avidly. 
Tonight was no exception.

Kevin shifted closer to his terminal to hide his growing 
erection - this story was making him all hot and 
bothered. Glancing round, he realised that he was alone 
in the room, so he coerced his problem into a more 
comfortable position in his jeans. A sudden enormous 
yawn came over him (it was two o'clock in the morning, 
and he had been somewhat busy on Hampstead Heath the 
previous night).

He stretched his long, lean body to ease the tension, 
and leaned back precariously on two legs of his chair. 
To his horror, the back of his head met soft material - 
someone was standing behind him, reading over his 
shoulder. Anxious that he might be expelled for conduct 
likely to bring disgrace to the computer, he looked 
upwards to see who it was, but failed to see behind him.

When Kevin's head struck his groin, Andy's own erection, 
which had been steadily growing as he too read the story 
on Kevin's terminal, jumped and stiffened. Thinking that 
Kevin might fall over backwards in alarm, Andy moved 
closer to the chair, sliding his hands over Kevin's 
shoulders.

The sight of two erect nipples disturbing the outline of 
Kevin's t-shirt, and the prominent view he now had of 
the bulge in Kevin's jeans, made Andy shiver in 
anticipation. His hands stroked downwards until they 
encountered two tight love-buttons, which he first of 
all flicked several times, and then squeezed gently. 
Kevin moaned, giving himself up to the ministrations of 
this unknown admirer. Even the thought of being expelled 
didn't seem so important now.

He moved his head from side to side, rolling the back of 
it round the girth of Andy's cock, pleased to feel the 
expected response. Wanting to see his new lover, Kevin 
tried to pivot forwards on his chair, but was prevented 
by a firm hold on both nipples, which hurt just enough 
to make him sweat a little, and want more.

Andy bent down slightly, moving his crotch away from 
Kevin's head, and slipped his arms round the younger 
man's waist, untucking his t-shirt from the waistband. 
Slowly his rather cold hands slipped up under the edge 
of the t-shirt, crossing over in front of Kevin's 
sensitive waist, and reached up for the nipples again. 
They were so hard that he could feel the slight 
corrugations on their surface, and when he teased them 
and squeezed them Kevin's jean-clad bulge began to look 
distinctly damp.

Andy hugged the fine slim body closer to him, his beard 
tickling the side of Kevin's neck, and began to kiss his 
neck and nibble his earlobes. Kevin's mind erupted into 
a red haze of passion, but he was helpless to do 
anything about it because of his unbalanced position on 
the chair. This feeling of insecurity and dependence on 
someone else was exciting, so he relaxed into the warm 
glow of lust.

One hand worked on a nipple, the other slid down over 
his chest and navel to the waistband of his jeans, which 
opened up sufficiently to allow the hand access to his 
by now thoroughly wet cockhead. Andy's fingers circled 
just the tip of this treasure, using the slippery pre-
cum in a rotating motion which made Kevin gasp and 
writhe. Then the whole hand slid down over his throbbing 
tool, pressing it tightly to his belly, and began to rub 
up and down steadily with the ever-increasing flow of 
pre-cum as lubricant.

Kevin closed his eyes and began to gasp and buck, as the 
force of his rapidly approaching orgasm filled his body 
with tension and flashes of fire. 

Suddenly he was there: two-hours-pornographic-reading-
build-up of cum began its explosive journey towards the 
ministering hand and the inside of his jeans, but was 
impeded by strong pressure applied to the base of his 
cock by strong fingers. Waves of orgasm swept over him 
and he thrashed around in ecstatic convulsions, but not 
a drop of cum was released by his tormenter. Andy had 
plans for that load which certainly didn't include 
wasting the precious love juice on unfeeling denim ...

When Kevin's moans and convulsions had died down, Andy 
carefully lowered the back of his chair down to the 
floor, so that he was lying on his back, head pressed 
against the carpet tiles, with his knees up over the now 
upright chair-seat. 

From this position, he had a rather odd view of Andy, 
looking up past his bulging crotch, past his neat grey 
beard and smiling moustache to a pair of startlingly 
attractive eyes, glinting down at him with amusement and 
lust.

"That will teach you not to believe you're alone when 
you're reading sexy stories, won't it?" Andy's resonant 
voice had a slight accent which Kevin couldn't place, 
but it sounded very pleasant and friendly.

"How did you know I was here?" wondered Kevin out loud, 
"and who are you anyway?"

"Don't you recognise me from my picture in the motss 
archive?" Andy replied. "I know that my hair looks 
different this long, but the essential features are the 
same!"

Suddenly it dawned on Kevin that this strange man must 
be Andy from Norwich, the one who had been sending him 
sexy email over the last year.

"You must be that weirdo from Norwich who sends me sexy 
messages in the middle of the night. But why are you 
here?" he asked, "and how did you know where to find 
me?"

"As to finding you, that was easy - I just asked the 
first person I saw using a computer terminal to search 
for you in the list of current users. And as for why I'm 
here, have you forgotten what day it is?"

Kevin scanned his mind-diary, but nothing relevant 
struck him at first. Then he realised that although it 
was the middle of the night, it was already past 
midnight and was in fact his birthday. He rolled off his 
chair and stretched to his full length, finding that he 
was almost exactly the same height as Andy, even though 
Andy had looked very much taller standing over him while 
he was on the floor.

Hunting for a name to go with the face, Kevin came up 
with it at last."Andy, you're Andy, aren't you?"He 
scanned the features of this unusual man who had entered 
his real life at last, having been part of his fantasy 
life for ages. They had first made contact when Kevin 
replied to some casual enquiry Andy had sent to the gay 
newsgroups on the net.

During their electronic conversations, Andy had 
described himself briefly, but Kevin decided that this 
description didn't do him justice. His hair was grey, 
certainly, but was long, soft, and very strokable. 

His eyes were absolutely riveting - each time Kevin 
gazed into them to find out their colour, his mind was 
diverted by an almost hypnotic effect, and each time he 
had to look away and blink. Under his pink, open-necked 
shirt the swirls of hair round his nipples were evident, 
and his broad shoulders and long arms made Kevin ache to 
be held tightly.

Although he was not usually attracted to men a lot older 
than himself, Kevin had become fascinated by the stream 
of unsolicited mail messages which reached his mailbox, 
and had found himself quite turned on by the sort of 
double-blind-date relationship. After a while, he began 
to look forward to the unexpected quirks, innuendo, and 
explicit sexual advances which tumbled onto his screen, 
and responded in similar vein.

For himself, Andy had formed a mental picture of the 
young man, based partly on what Kevin had actually told 
him, and partly on wishful thinking. The reality didn't 
disappoint him. Although Kevin was tall, and very thin, 
he had a wiry body which promised a great deal of 
energy, strength, and stamina.

His face had very well-defined bone structure, 
emphasised by the light stubble of his unshaven cheeks, 
chin, and upper lip. A rather olive complexion was 
complemented by magnificent brown eyes, with long dark 
lashes, and surprisingly sensuous lips outlining very 
white teeth. Neither of them had thought to put Kevin's 
clothing to rights, so his white t-shirt was still 
bunched up, leaving his lightly-furred belly and 
hairless chest exposed. His stamina was noticeable 
because the bulge in his jeans had remained throughout 
their mutual appraisal.

To break the ice, Andy stepped forward and gathered the 
young man's lithe body into his strong arms. Their lips 
met, a little tentatively at first, but then more 
strongly as their passion grew. Chest to chest, body to 
body, crotch to crotch they pressed, and Andy began to 
feel hot and dizzy with an overpowering lust.

Noticing the effect their embrace was having, Kevin 
pulled away, switched off his terminal, and said 
quietly, "I think we'd better go to my room, before 
anyone else comes in and sees us."By this time Andy 
didn't really care if the whole department was watching, 
but he followed Kevin across the campus to a small block 
of students' rooms, each with its own bathroom.

"This is much better than the dormitory accommodation 
that's provided for the first- and second-years," Kevin 
remarked, switching on the lights in the bathroom and 
small kitchen area, but leaving the main light over the 
bed off. The room was small, though quite comfortable, 
and remarkably tidy for someone who wasn't expecting a 
visitor.

Kevin kissed Andy lightly again, then bounced onto the 
bed, sitting there looking up at him eagerly. "Now I 
want to have a really good look at you," he murmured, 
"let's see what's under those clothes."

Needing little prompting, Andy began to strip. Off came 
his shirt, revealing a fairly furry chest with swirls of 
hair round his nipples, and a broad line of darker hair 
disappearing into his trousers. His skin was quite dark, 
almost Mediterranean in appearance, and he had obviously 
recently been on holiday somewhere sunny. He slipped off 
his shoes and socks, and stood with his feet planted 
wide apart, gazing at Kevin with a challenging, mocking 
look.

"Lovely," said Kevin, licking his lips, "more, more!"

Undoing the clasp of his trousers, Andy unzipped 
himself, spread his flies open wide, and let his 
trousers slither down round his ankles. He stepped out 
of them gracefully. Kevin's eyes were riveted on his 
crotch, which was just at eye-level, and his nose 
detected a strong but extremely sexy man-smell from 
around that area. 

Reaching forward with his mouth open, Kevin pressed his 
forehead against the tip of Andy's throbbing, oozing 
tool in is tight underpants, and licked underneath his 
cloth-covered balls. He was rewarded with an extra 
strong throb, and more dampness.

He worked one finger of each hand inside the leg-bands 
of the underpants, below Andy's balls, and scratched 
lightly on his perineum and ball-sack.

His prey groaned and sagged slightly at the knees, but 
stood upright again as Kevin head-butted him gently in 
the stomach. Kevin's roving fingers rolled over the 
tight balls, tickled at the junction between ball-sack 
and thigh, and slithered up the slippery cock until they 
reached the very tip, which was liberally leaking fluid 
all the time. 

Sliding some of the wetness onto his finger, he began to 
rub insistently on Andy's exposed frenum, until he saw 
that his handiwork was having too great an effect. He 
didn't want this sexy man to come yet, and the trembling 
in Andy's legs showed him that the time was near.

"What do you really like doing?" Kevin asked, smiling at 
the sight of the man before him panting with unfulfilled 
lust.

"Suck me, quick, suck me! You've got me so worked up, I 
can't stand it!"

Instead of answering, the younger man just reached up 
for Andy's erect nipples, seized them between thumb and 
forefinger, rolled them round quite firmly, and then 
pulled steadily. 

A strangled moan came from Andy's parted lips, and his 
cock jerked upwards again, still confined in the damp 
material. He almost fell forwards when Kevin pulled his 
nipples, but braced himself against the extremely erotic 
tugging pressure. He was breathing very heavily, and the 
muscles in his stomach rippled with the effort he was 
making.

Gradually Kevin's grip on the nipples became less 
intense, until he released them but continued to flick 
the sensitive zones with his fingernails. Then he ran 
his hands down Andy's furry chest and stomach, and round 
to the ticklish spots on his sides, above his hip bones. 
The skin felt smooth, warm and inviting. 

Putting his hands round behind Andy's hips, Kevin pulled 
him closer until he could rest his cheek on the 
sprouting stomach fur. In this position, each twitch and 
ripple of the concealed muscles transmitted itself to 
his face, and the hot funky man-smell assailed his 
nostrils delightfully. But still he didn't suck the hard 
prick so clearly visible just next to his mouth.

He leaned back slightly and looked up at Andy, who by 
now had a somewhat pained expression on his face.

"Cock-teaser!" Andy muttered through clenched teeth. 
"You're not going to leave me like this, are you?"

With a smile of cherubic innocence, Kevin answered, 
"Well, I might ... After all, you stopped me coming 
earlier, didn't you?"

"No. If you remember, you certainly came properly - I 
just didn't let you lose any spunk. They say that if you 
don't spurt, you can keep going for longer, and have 
many more orgasms."

"I don't think I have any problems about keeping going 
for a long time - and most of my lovers have been quite 
satisfied with my five or six orgasms in a session. 
They're quite intense, too, especially after the first 
couple. Of course, I'm a youngster, and I'm supposed to 
be able to manage these sexual marathons, but you should 
have tried me when I was nineteen..."

Andy's mind reeled at the idea of this sexy young man as 
an even more lusty teenager, remembering a night long 
ago when two teenagers at a gay festival in Sheffield 
had dragged him (not unwillingly) into their room and 
included him in an orgy of bodies which required 
unbelievable stamina. He was still perfectly capable of 
keeping up with most of the men he encountered, and he 
regretted that nobody had taken him in hand when he was 
a teenager.

This reverie was interrupted by Kevin turning him round 
to face away from the bed. A hand slipped down the back 
of his underpants, tickled down the valley between his 
cheeks, pressed briefly against his sensitive puckered 
hole, and grabbed his balls tightly. The other hand 
stroked round the front of his cloth-covered erection 
and gripped it firmly through the material.

Gentle tugging and squeezing of his balls, and the slow 
strokes of Kevin's hand round his tool, soon brought 
Andy to a peak of pre-orgasmic pleasure. He was moaning 
and panting, and felt that his whole being was 
concentrated in the tip of his cock, just waiting for a 
final ecstatic outpouring. Kevin stopped moving his 
hand, but squeezed the glorious erection tightly, and 
just continued lightly caressing the hairy, ridged ball-
sack.

A rising sound between a growl and a groan began to 
emerge from Andy's throat as he felt that wonderful 
point of no return being reached. His cock pulsed and 
throbbed, and grew even more erect. With a yell, he 
came. Spurting out through the sodden material of his 
underwear the first spray of spunk appeared, followed by 
several more powerful spasms which were trapped by the 
confining cloth. And still Kevin squeezed and kneaded 
the firing tool and hot balls, working the creamy spunk 
round the taut skin, milking the most from the luscious 
orgasm.

Andy began to feel the acute sensitivity which his cock 
developed just after he had come, and pulled away from 
the ministering hands. Turning round, he thrust his 
soaked bulge into Kevin's face. Kevin licked it eagerly. 
Taking the young man by the shoulders, Andy lowered him 
back onto the bed, with his feet still resting on the 
floor at the end of the bed.

Quickly he pulled down the jeans and damp underwear, 
smiling at the wonderful sight which met his eyes as 
Kevin's cock, so long confined, leapt up at him. Like 
its owner, the tool was long and thin, but powerful and 
fully erect, and leaking copiously from the tip.

Kneeling down between the strong, slightly hairy thighs, 
Andy touched the opening of Kevin's tool lightly with 
his tongue, and was rewarded with an extra-large glob of 
juice, which he lapped up eagerly. He closed his lips 
round the head and sucked hard. Kevin moaned. 

He ran his tongue all over the sensitive cock-head and 
tickled the young man's frenum until Kevin's gasping and 
thrashing body showed him that he was near the limit, 
then he slid his mouth right down the shaft until the 
tip entered his throat and his mouth met up with very 
sexy-smelling fur. 

Very gently and slowly he started working the muscles of 
his throat, stimulating just the tip of Kevin's meat, at 
the same time scratching his balls to make them contract 
and writhe.

For Kevin, the last straw came when Andy reached up with 
both hands and found his exceedingly sensitive nipples, 
gripping them firmly and pulling them towards him. 
Locked between Andy's hands and his mouth, Kevin just 
began to let out shouts of astonishment and delight as 
his tool simply exploded in his sexy lover's throat, and 
kept on firing spasm after spasm of love juice, which 
Andy eagerly swallowed.

A final nipple squeeze and a strong tug on his balls 
brought a final ecstatic outpouring onto Andy's tongue. 
Both of them collapsed onto the bed, panting with 
satisfaction. Kevin pulled Andy's hot sticky body close 
to him and hugged him firmly, kissing his sensual lips 
which were fringed by his moustache. Andy reached down 
and patted Kevin's cheeks.

"I bet you never thought when you started to study 
computing that we would end up like this, did you?"

"What do you mean - end up like this?" replied the young 
man, smiling, "the night is still young, and I see that 
we're both ready for more, so what are we waiting for?"

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
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