It had been a week since my first sexual experience in my dorm. I had a hard time keeping my mind off of it...every night I would lie in bed tossing and turning, and I couldn't get to sleep until I had masturbated. It had felt so good...his huge black cock in my mouth...the warm, salty cum dripping down my throat. I was so horny, I had forgotten that I had suddenly become a bisexual!
The next week I absentmindedly went into the showers. Suddenly it hit me...there they were again, those huge, muscular calves and big, black feet. I sat there for a second, and, without really thinking about it, pulled the curtain aside and stepped into the same shower.
"What the fu..." he started to say. But then he recognized me, and a devilish grin spread across his face.
"Well well. If it isn't the little slut. Back for more, eh?"
I nodded meekly, staring down at his crotch. His dick was already starting to harden...my own meager member was also starting to stand up. Wordlessly I got down on my knees and started to play with his cock with my tongue. I slowly started to massage his balls.
He moaned a little, and whispered "mmm...that's a good little slut."
His cock by know had grown into the monstrous shaft I had seen in my head while I had jacked off that whole week. I paused for a second to admire it. It was huge, at least 7 inches, and thick and meaty, uncut skin clinging tightly. A few veins stood out on it. The mushroom head blossomed out at the tip, a tiny drop of pre-cum dripped from the slit. I lapped this up gingerly, then I gently slid my lips around the head.
