When I grew so sensitive that I could no longer stand it, I pushed him away, but very gently. He leaned his head far back with his eyes closed while still hugging my torso, then buried his nose in my pubes, blowing small hot breathes that I could feel, sensual and erotic. He also kept licking me until I felt he had all the juices, both his and mine. We pulled apart.

He whispered to me, “I’m gonna want more of this real soon, Stud” and all I could do was nod in complete agreement since I was still having difficulty forming words. We both started the process of getting dressed quickly, behaving like pubescent bad boys as we both realized that we needed to make ourselves presentable again. He leaned over to kiss me deeply just as we were both ready to walk out, and I just knew that if he kept that up, I was going to drop another load right then and there in my pants, but I didn’t.

When we got to the stairwell, he paused and said that we probably ought to go down separately, and I understood that. He also whispered one more time, “I’m gonna want more and you now know where I am. You want more too?” I whispered back that I most certainly did want more, and asked his name. He smiled, and said “For now, let’s not trade names, it is good to have it nameless sometimes” and though I didn’t quite understand, I said OK. Then he whispered one more thing to me, “Do me a favor. On your way out, look for the tall blond guy downstairs, about my age, with a red T-shirt. When you spot him, just give him a thumbs up signal, OK?” I know my look was quizzical.

He grinned with a shy grin. “Please just give him the high sign.” Why, I asked. “We have both noticed you over the past few days and both of us have been wanting to jump your bones, but neither one of thought you would tumble, you acted too straight. Let him know I got you. That would be a real favor for me. Please?” He put his hand on my crotch and rubbed up and down and I knew I would do it, of course. Instant wood. I smiled, I guess I enjoyed his comments, I liked the idea that somebody else wanted to get into my pants too. I said “Sure” and went down the stairs.

When I got to the first floor, I had to walk around a bit before finding the blonde guy with the red T-shirt. He looked up at me, almost with a startled expression. I smiled at him, and simply gave him a thumbs up. He looked completely baffled and confused for just a moment, then looked around him to see if anyone was watching. “Did Hunter do you?” he asked and I nodded yes, as I locked away the name of Hunter. He grinned and said, “Hot damn.” Seeing it was clear all around, he grinned and groped his basket and pulled it up and down a few times and I could see the beginnings of a bulge there. I also made sure it was all clear and I groped my own.