Fireworks

Right then I knew I didn't feel like talking -- about sexuality or anything else. Right then I had a hardon and it needed to be relieved. Alex knew it, too, because his hand had slipped down the front of my pants and was rubbing it gently.

I pulled my face back from his and looked into his eyes. The whole thing felt like a dream, just the way I had always imagined it would be, whether with a girl or a guy. I knew, then, for sure. I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and hugged him to me. My hands stroked up and down his back, then I reached down to squeeze his ass. He chuckled, his breath warm against my neck. We kissed again and our tongues slipped wetly against each other.

After that the dreamlike state continued as I felt him unzipping my fly. I pulled his shirt from his waistband as he lowered my pants and underwear. My cock popped stiffly out into the cooler air of the room. He maneuvered me around until my back was against the instructor's desk. I lifted my butt onto the surface and he knelt down. When he took my hot cock between his lips I gasped. I'd never felt such a heavenly pleasure. Jerking off was never this good!

I was so hot that it didn't take more than a few minutes before I was drenching his throat with my cum. My legs stiffened to the sides and I almost passed out from pleasure. As my orgasm passed, he continued to lick my length and suck gently at the head of my cock. I panted until I could think straight again. Now I knew what had to happen...