Well, my story begins when I was 18 in university. I was taking a computing course and had total access to the uni's computer system.

Inevitably, once in a while, I would wander on to gay porn and after lectures had finished on Wednesdays. I nearly always went shopping on the gay personal websites.

I'm not a bad looking kid by any measure: blond 'crew cut' hair, bright baby blue eyes, slim ‘n cute. Not to mention the piece of prime 7-inch uncut cock that called my boxers home.

Anyway on one Wednesday I wandered into room 12 the PC room and sat down in my normal place. As it was nearly 6:30pm the entire wing of the college was empty, so I went on line and started looking through 'twinks on line'.

About half an hour later I was getting bored and decided to look for a new site. I came across a cool looking site so I started to browse the various personals.

What I saw next totally smacked me in the face, there I was gawking at the university's computer administrator!

The very man who had been the soul subject of my jack-off sessions since I had started college was staring me in the face on a GAY personal!

I was so dumbstruck by this sudden revelation that I didn't notice Dean (the administrator) enter the room and stand at my side, smirking at his own image.

I was totally oblivious to this Italian hunk's presence until he said 'Don't worry, that’s not my best pic'. He totally caught me off guard and I was so startled I fell off my chair.

I scrambled, stuttering, to my feet and stammered 'Dean!? What on earth are...' I trailed of as I saw him eying me up and down as I squirmed in my jeans.

'So, I guess you know about me now then? You know you’re not meant to be on these sites. I've been monitoring your PC usage you know' I just stared at my feet in shame.

I had always been very secretive about my sexuality and being found out by the man of my dreams was nerve racking to say the least.

I managed to whisper 'you know what I am?' in a really pathetic voice. He just nodded and started to advance toward me like a Lion stalking a baby Zebra.

Then in a flash he was holding my feminine hands against the wall with fierce pressure. I closed my eyes in fear of feeling a fist connect sharply with my face but instead I felt a pair of silky, full lips on mine.

I opened my eyes in disbelieve. I was kissing the man of my wildest fantasy! I opened my lips to receive his rabid and searching tongue into my willing mouth and, of course, returned the honor.

We must have been kissing like this for about 10 minutes, with my arms held fast above my head, when he reluctantly broke the kiss he left me begging for more of that hot tongue.

He looked at me quizzically and said 'So you liked that then boy?'

I knew it was a rhetorical question but I said 'How couldn't I!? I’ve never been kissed like that before.'

'Really?' Dean replied 'I thought I was good but to impress a cutie like you...?'

I felt my self blush and turned away with embarrassment. Then Dean asked 'So have you been further than that before?'