Holy shit! Sorry for the hiatus everyone, I have been dealing with a lot of stuff recently. But it feels good to write again and this story is inspired by my own study break fantasies when I was in college. Enjoy!
"86, 87, 88, 89, and 90." It was almost midnight, and I was stuck in the computer lab. I was trying and failing to work ahead and get a couple papers done early. Something I hadn't done in high school, and I thought I'd try something different in my first year of college.
I sighed and sat back up in my chair, I already counted all the ceiling tiles in this room, twice, so logically the only thing left to do was to write this paper, right? The blinking cursor on the empty document wasn't listening to logic as it sat there mocking me. I had completed all my secondary tasks; quick little things like emailing that professor and ordering my last textbook. Now the only thing standing in the way of a nice quiet evening at my dorm was this beast of an essay. It isn't due for a couple weeks, but I was feeling spicy and wanted to try and get it done early.
If I was back at my dorm, I could at least be procrasterbating, but instead I was being proactive and eliminating most of my distractions by staying in the computer lab. Unfortunately, now all I was doing was boring old procrastinating, definitely not as fun. I sighed and stared up and the ceiling again. My mind drifted to the fun I had planned this weekend. My roommate was going out of town, so I have the dorm to myself. I had a secret kink of wearing panties and lacey lingerie in my alone time. Up to this point in the semester I have been good about keeping it under wraps but I was starting to really crave the way the lace felt pressed against my cock. I imagined myself sprawled out on my bed wearing my favorite pair of red lace panties my hand gently stroking my cock as I watched a blonde-haired woman slowly bob her head up and down on a huge throbbing cock.
"mmmm fuck yes" I quietly moaned to myself, my hands drifting down to my tenting sweatpants.
"Nope! Not yet!" I said out loud to the empty room, pulling myself back to the computer screen in front of me. Fuck, I needed to finish this paper!
I took a deep breath, cleared my mind, and when I set my fingers down on the keyboard they moved on their own. What followed was a super intense and productive montage of me writing my paper and -- just kidding, I got about two sentences in before my mind drifted back to cum splattered faces, big, thick, spent cocks dangling in front of my eyes, the shafts covered with spit and cum.
Well, the tent that was slowly growing was now at full mast and the sweatpants weren't helping. I needed to take care of this if I wanted to get anywhere on my paper. I grabbed my phone, my Bluetooth headphones and made my way quickly to my favorite bathroom in the building.
The language arts building was one of the oldest buildings on campus, so the bathrooms were just as old. Instead of bright LED lights they all seemed to have the same dim bulbs that barely illuminated the stalls. The tile was old and never seemed to look clean, even after the janitors finished their rounds. This particular bathroom had one stall and one urinal and a small sink. I loved this bathroom because it was tucked in the back corner of the building and unless you were looking for it was very hidden. This wasn't going to be the first or last load I left on this floor. I quickly made it to the door and slipped inside, the lights flicked on as I made my way to the stall. My sweats were down around my ankles in a flash, and I quickly searched up my favorite video for a quick release. It was a hypnotic video of thumping base and flashing lights and featured a compilation of women sucking cocks and getting blasted with cum. I slipped my headphones into my ears and pressed play and before I knew it my hand was stroking up and down my hard cock as I got lost in the music and sounds of girls slurping and sucking on big thick cocks.
One more bathroom and I can go home! Jerome the janitor thought. It was Friday night, and he was planning on going to some of the bars around town and find himself a pretty young college girl, or boy, Jerome wasn't picky. Jerome had been working at the university as a janitor for a few years now and he enjoyed it. It was good work and didn't require a lot of energy from him. He was a forever bachelor. He tried dating but it just wasn't for him, variety was the spice of life as they say. Jerome was about 45 years old and was happy with his life and didn't really plan on changing. He liked working to make his money and then go out to the college bars and find some girls who were looking to sow their wild oats. He was still an attractive man and kept fairly in shape, not ripped but not pudgy, a workin man's body. His dark skin and deep brown eyes seemed to be a lot of people's kryptonite and he was not ashamed of using that to his advantage when he was out looking for some fun. He could feel his cock start to stir as he recalled a hot little spinner from a couple weeks ago.
He always forgot about this bathroom because it was tucked away in a weird hallway. He decided he was just gonna get in their do a quick cursory clean and get the fuck outta here. He parked his cart outside the bathroom blocking it off from anyone else trying to get in. He knocked lightly on the door and said, "custodian" as he entered not expecting a response this time of night. As soon as he opened the door, he heard it. The thumping music and loud slurping gagging sounds, someone was in here watching porn! He quickly closed the door and took a couple quiet steps into the bathroom; he looked under the stall and saw the legs of the masturbator. As he got closer to the stall door he noticed that he didn't lock it, and it was cracked slightly open.
"Mother fucker was looking for some action!" Jerome concluded as he peaked through the crack in the door and saw a cute white boy stroking his cock, his hand was a blur as he let out a cute little moan.
"It's my lucky day!" Jerome thought and quietly moved back to the main bathroom door and locked it before returning to his prey for the night.
"Oh fuck" I gently moaned as I felt my orgasm start to build. My hand was moving up and down my shaft as I watched a beautiful blonde-haired blue-eyed hottie slobber all over a big black cock. I was mesmerized by the contrast of their skin colors and they way the girl's eyes glazed over when the massive cock hit the back of her throat that I nearly jumped through the roof of the stall when someone cleared their throat.
"Holy fuck!" I shouted and dropped my phone on the sticky tile floor. It landed screen up and it was at this moment I realized that I had forgot to connect my headphones to my phone.
"What do we have here?" the dark figure asked as he bent down to pick up my phone. "You like watching girls suck on black cock don't you boy?"
"Who the fuck are you?" I asked, my heart beating out of my chest.
"My name is Jerome, what's yours beautiful?" The man asked as he looked me up and down like a lion hunting a scared gazelle.
"My..na..name is Nathan." I stuttered out.
