Not so surprisingly sleep did not come easy on Saturday night, it seemed I tossed and turned most of the night. But I did wake up Sunday with a new determination to make everything in my world much clearer and simply brush aside the events leading up to my fitful night of no sleep. With that thought clearly ingrained I began some much needed tidying up of my dorm room. After cleaning up I would shower, possibly run to the grocery and see if Stacy would like to spend some time together just hanging out and watching TV. I had picked up my laundry from all over my room and was preparing to take it to the laundry center in the building and finally get it caught up. As I was walking toward the door my phone rang, not looking, simply assuming it was Stacy I answered. It was David with a very cheery, "good morning, how are you this morning?"
I froze, set my laundry down, slowly moved to my bed and said, "oh hi David, I'm doing well how are you?" He replied that he too was doing well but was wondering if I had a chance to consider what had happened and wanted to know my thoughts. I immediately started to stammer, stutter and felt completely unsure of how to explain to him that it was definitely just the one time and would never happen again. Before I collected my thoughts to speak rather than mumble nonsense, David said, "On second thought I will share my thoughts with you."
This was perfect, it would give me the time I needed to focus my efforts on what to say to David so that he would understand it was literally a one and done.
David began, "First I should make it truly clear that I never, ever thought for a second that we would ever be having this conversation. I'm sure you feel the same that neither of us in any way ever intended for anything like this to happen. But reality is that it obviously did."
That was a relief and was very nice to hear him say exactly that, he took the words right out of my mouth.
He continued, "I also must say that the past few days since it happened my thoughts don't seem to stray very far from the look in your eyes when you stared at my cock, it was as if you were transfixed."
( The vision came storming back to my memory as well, seeing it standing so proudly and so immense.)
He continued, "And when you walked over to me not taking your eyes away for even a second, literally dropping to your knees, taking it in your hand the way you did, so lovingly. The way you looked at it as if you were in a trance, when you opened your mouth and I looked down at you taking me into your mouth. The feeling is so hard to describe, it was so consuming, I felt so powerful. The look on your face, I feel as if I must tell you it was absolutely the best I have ever received; you truly are an exceptionally good cocksucker."
That word, I wasn't ready for that word, but he was right, that is exactly what I did, what I was at that moment. He was talking I could hear him but I wasn't listening I was in shock by the name associated with the act and I realized as he described the entire scene I was rock hard and leaking pre-cum. I snapped back to reality when it registered that David had said, "And when you swallowed my load something about it felt so right." He then added, "I am so hard right now just thinking about it again."
I said, "But David it wasn't right, it wasn't right at all, I'm just not like that. Stacy and I are hitting it off so well, I can truly see a future with her."
He replied, "Yes I can understand that and please forgive me if I am overstepping any boundaries I just need to get this all out, I think we both do."
He was right and I knew he was right but I was struggling so badly, why was I struggling so much. Just tell him no it will never happen again.
David asked, "Have you thought anymore about it at all?"
What do I say, I replied, "Of course I have David, I mean it happened I can't just mentally delete it." I don't know why it happened, I have no idea what came over me but yes it happened and yes I have thought about it."
He went on to say, "It's just you seemed to enjoy it at least as much I did, I can still see the look on your face. What were you thinking, I mean when you knelt down and took it in your hand like you did?"
Every pore of my being was screaming hang up, just hang up the phone. But that wasn't fair to him and it certainly wouldn't help me to put it behind me. So I chose to be honest. "David I was amazed at your size, the heaviness of it in my hand, how stiff you were, touching it like I did, feeling it, I wanted it in my mouth." My own cock was throbbing at this point and dripping profusely.
He said, "I want it again so badly, I am so hard for you, do you want it again?"
"Have you even thought about doing it again."
This was it, this was the time the proverbial moment of truth. "David even if I wanted too again, I just can't. I really want to move forward with Stacy, to see where it may lead. She's beautiful and funny, charming, really a girl I feel proud to be with. It was a one time thing David I really hope you understand."
Okay I said it, it felt good saying it out loud, hearing the words actually come from me. There was a slight pause and David said, "I understand, I really do. I hope from my perspective you understand why I feel the way I do, I didn't know that I could or will ever meet a better cocksucker."
He said it again and my cock is throbbing, I am so rock hard. As he was explaining how he had hoped that it would have been a more pleasant experience for me and that he was a little surprised at how I had not been thinking about it as positively as he had been but he understood.
I was still trying to wrap my mind around the term he was using to describe me. The conversation ended with this statement.
"I am glad we had this conversation, I will see you Tuesday morning for our tutoring session. I'm going to go and jerk this thing off and be thinking of you." as he chuckled.
I gulped and said my goodbyes to him.
I sat in a daze for several minutes, it was over, taken care of never to be an issue again but why was I so aroused. I needed to stay busy to stick with my plans for the day. I went and changed into a different pair of shorts that did not have a clearly visible huge wet spot on the front and continued to the laundry. I loaded my laundry into the washer and sat back to wind down and relax as I waited. The conversation with David repeating in my mind, going over and over what was said. I finished it, I put my foot down, put my feelings in the forefront and it felt good. But he called me a cocksucker and more than once, why was that on my mind. I mean he was right, that is what I did I sucked his cock. I was contemplating the label and what it meant to me when someone else entered the small laundry area, I barely noticed caught up in my own issues. He loaded his laundry, sat down, looking over and speaking to me he said.
"Does doing laundry always turn you on?" as he laughed at my noticeable hard on.
I quickly responded "No but thinking of my girlfriend while I am waiting on it to finish has an effect." We both laughed, he began reading a book and I continued my thoughts around being a cocksucker. A stranger in a laundry just commented on my hard on, a male stranger, I just spent the better part of an hour talking with a guy who I had been a cocksucker for. I started wondering about the stranger, did it excite him seeing me with a hard on, could he somehow know I had done what I had done. Is there a way he can tell that I was a cocksucker, although only once. I wonder how big his cock is, is he turned on by the fact that I was hard? I tried to see, I was trying to catch a glimpse of his cock, just to see if he was hard. At that moment the buzzer went off and my laundry was finished, I adjusted my cock so as not to be so noticeable gathered my laundry and was going to exit the laundry. Before leaving I again adjusted myself, but this time it was to draw his attention to it, by doing so maybe I could see if he was hard. I walked passed him at full staff asked him to have a great day but sadly couldn't really see what I wanted to see.
