”“I should be going, too,” I responded, “Got a lot of research and writing ahead of me.”“Free at all? In case we want to talk more later?�...�“Might be if things go well. Call me anytime if you want me. For anything.”I spent most of the remainder of that Saturday at the university’s main library working on my papers. Researching a paper back in those days before the World Wide Web could get tedious. It meant lots of reading books and making handwritten notes. My mind’s tendency to keep wandering. Colt’s bush was coming in nicely. His pubic hair was still soft and not course and his balls were still smooth. I had the thought that if I took him home snotty preppy bitches would be chasing him down the street and guys would want to be him.“Oh my god! You are perfect! Your body is hot, your cock is perfect and huge! You are so sexy!” I told him. “Awe, stop Michael.” Colt began kissing me again. First on my neck, then my chin before we kissed like mad horny teens. The entire time he ground. In most respects, he was still the picture of innocence with a smooth face and chest, but that hard cock tenting the front of his underwear sent a different message.Tom came to the side of the bed where I was lying, and I patted the space next to me for Kevin to lie down. I pulled the covers down to reveal my nudity."Why don't you boys take everything off, too?"Kevin glanced at Tom. When he saw his father remove his boxers, Kevin bent and pushed his briefs to his ankles. I felt a rush of. .), I could feel it going inside of me and some of it making my face very slimmy. I imagined how I looked. I took some of his milk from my face and started masturbating hard with his cum rubbing on my cock...mmm I wished he had more to squirt on my cock, I grabbed as much as I could from my face that I hadn't swallowed to feel it on my hard dick...., I was so surprised, that I wasn't cumming. I kind of got tired and he started closing up his pants. He put his shirt on and looked at me still.