After a few seconds I felt Alan slide a finger inside my bum. It didn't feel at all uncomfortable and in fact my erection grew harder, Alan said "That...feels nice, how is it Simon". I said it was nice and then Alan withdrew the finger only to return with what felt like two fingers slowly inserted deep into me. This time I winced slightly and he just held them inside for a minute or so and said just to relax and slipped them out again. He said the next time might hurt a bit but that he would stop. While I stood there naked fingering my penis hardening I thought about the girls, new students like me, who I’d seen milling around me in the warm autumn sun when I arrived at university with my parents. I remembered the mini skirts, the well filled blouses, the shapely legs, bare and in nylons. I knew they wore panties just like my mother’s, and probably even briefer, tiny see through thongs like the girls in porn wore. I’d briefly chatted to one of the girls. She’d coyly told me her name was. We talked about my college experience so far, what my long-term goals were, and the scandalous story of how I met Mr. Chapman. I was proud of the cover-up story I had created where we accidentally got each other’s orders at a coffee shop and decided to sit down and chat. I never got that chance to tell it though because Mr. Chapman came clean right away. I guess it wasn’t really an embarrassing story for him. I was the one who got caught naked after all. Since I’m rarely comfortable as the. He kisses it. He worships it. He bathes it with his tongue and mouth. This seems to be his life's passion as he enjoys my rigid cock. He licks its full length and all around and up and down. My cock is the center of his universe at the moment. He sucks my whole dick into his mouth and my cock pulses against the back of his tongue and down into his throat. His hand massages the base of my cock and slowly pumps up and down. He works the hood over my cockhead and back again while he sucks and his.