He Became 2nd

After my relationship with Darren ended, and I headed to college, my thoughts turned to my studies for 2 semesters.   With so many guys around you would think, expect even that  I would come upon sexual experiences within the confines of the university.  So did I.  That did not happen. Little did I know my erotic life would take a different path.

During a night of partying with classmates at a local watering hole at the end of my freshman year, I noticed a guy looking at me intently.  I tried not to acknowledge him, but when I looked around he was gone.  To my delight he slid onto the bar stool next to me. His brown eyes looking right at me.  

He introduced himself as Wynn.  He offered to buy me a  drink.  I could not refuse such an offer.  Having money was not my best attribute! 

Our conversation varied from deep political to silly jokes.  He was  a beautiful man. Brown eyes, short hair, a buttoned shirt opened just enough  to reveal just a sexy chest and long neck.  His fingers were long with clean nails.  Wynn had hands that wrapped tightly around the beer bottle.  When he walked away for a restroom break his ass made his jeans very tight and his butt moved in slow circles as he walked.

Sitting there before he came back I felt my crotch tingle. But he couldn't be into men, could he?

Wynn returned and ordered another drink, looking through me with sexual undertones

I gladly accepted another drink.  When the drinks came, his hand stroked across my back. Shivers went down my spine into my ass and cock.  I asked if he was a student. He laughed and said he had other options in life instead of being a student.

Looking around, the bar had emptied, including my friends, and my ride!  Wynn continued looking at me, massaging my shoulders.  Even with a drink in front of me, my throat was dry!

Wynn looked at me noticing my concern. He said he would be glad to drive me home at closing. With that his other hand reached under the bar and felt for my hardon. It was for sure there! He leaned in and whispered " I knew it."   I ask what he knew.

  His answer was to run his hand further down my back. I leaned forward and his hand slid even further down my back. Touching the top of my anal cleft.  I instantly swigged the rum and coke and asked for another.  

Wynn and I, the bartender and a few couples were the only ones left  in the bar.  

He moved his stool closer, and we shared a kiss. Then another.  His hand on my now rock solid cock, brushing his fingers up and down the length and his other on my back.  He asked me If I had ever been with a man. I nodded yes, although unsure I should say that.  

At my answer he zipped down my slacks and reached right in.  I yelped a bit. The bartender looked  at me as if I had said something. I said all was Ok.

Wynn deftly used two fingers to manipulate my cock head under my briefs and the edge of the bar. I leaned into him, stole another kiss and said if he kept that up I would cum right then and there.  Wynn smiled, zipped me up and said to meet him in the parking lot in 5 minutes.  He bought me another drink, rubbed my shoulders and walked out.  

Waiting the five minutes was torture. My brain was conflicted. My body wanted it all.  Slowly walking out I decided to go for the gusto.  In the dark parking lot I heard Wynn whistle at me. He had a nice pickup truck, nothing outrageous. Wynn was at the driver side door.  

Approaching him he reached out and wrapped me in his arms, fired his tounge  into my mouth, which caused me to grip his hips, return the favor and savor the wetness we created. Wynn broke away and ask me where I needed to go. Replying, Thomas Hall on Princeton, he said jump in.  I climbed into the drivers side and slid across the seat.  

Once I was in  the truck, Wynn got  in, started the engine, locked the doors and turned on the music. With that completed Wynn instantly grabbed at my cock.  Unzipping my pants and handing my cut head with expertise.  He continued stroking away, me moaning.  And of course, in short order I was moaning I was going to cum.   He squeezed me tight, then he held his thumb over my slit.  I came with force, and the cum went all over his hand, squirting out the sides of his thumb.   He licked it off his hand and kissed me over and over. My cum and our saliva mixing.  After a few minutes, he pulled wipes from the glove box and cleaned us up.  Saving the last wipes for his cum covered fingers and chin.

Wynn, like nothing happened,  drove me to my dorm, kissed me, let me out, said I'll see you soon and drove on his way.