At nineteen years old, I was a quiet and studious lad. I attended a state university that was relatively cheap, but I was very aware that my parents were paying for my tuition and a room in a boarding house near the campus and put tremendous pressure on myself to work hard and succeed.
My father was against me getting a part-time job because he wanted me to concentrate on my studies. I threw myself into it and took an overload of classes each semester and summer in order to finish early. I was not into the party scene and most of my evenings and weekends were spent studying. Needless to say, I neglected my social life, and sex was limited to jacking off to porn in my bedroom.
At that time I was six foot high, one hundred seventy pounds, masculine and reasonably attractive. I had had a number of girlfriends in high school, but was still very sexually inexperienced. I was always a little confused about my sexuality as I felt attracted to both women and men, and I couldn’t wrap my head around it. One Saturday I had an experience that enlightened me that I was definitely bisexual.
On Saturday mornings, I would go to the library at nine am to study and I had a specific table in a glass corner on the ground level where I could see out over the campus. Every Saturday morning, the state highway patrol held classes on campus for the patrolmen, and right at 9:30 am, they would start walking past my window either alone or in groups.
They wore their uniforms and many of them were really hot! I couldn’t concentrate on my studies between 9:30-10:00 am and I usually went to the bathroom and rubbed one out at ten am when they had all disappeared.
One Saturday morning, I arrived at the library earlier than usual. In the small reading area near the door, one of the patrolmen was sitting and reading a newspaper. He was a real beefy stud in his early forties, six foot four inches, two hundred and ten pounds, clean-shaven and sporting a flat-top haircut with just a little gray starting to show around his ears and a thick gold wedding band.
I sat down across from him and pretended to read a newspaper while discreetly ogling him. His dark gray pants couldn’t conceal his ample package and his broad shoulders and chest filled the light gray uniform shirt. My cock stiffened and my body ached with desire for this man.
After about ten minutes, he folded the newspaper, picked up his hat, and started down to the basement where there was a small bathroom. Just watching him walk was a thrill, his broad shoulders that tapered down to a firm, muscular ass in those dark gray pants and black leather shoes. I am not normally a take-action guy, but my hormones took over and after a couple of minutes, I went down to the toilet.
When I walked into the small toilet, he was standing with his large, cut dick sticking out and delivering a heavy stream of dark piss into the urinal and I could smell the scent of his musky piss filled with pheromones and testosterone. I was mesmerized, I couldn’t move, I just stood there looking at his big dick and stream of piss. He looked over at me and his gray eyes bored straight through me, but he didn’t say a word. I still couldn’t move, but I could feel my hard cock and hear myself panting.
His stream slowly died down and he began to stroke that big piece of man meat. He turned to face me and he shook it slowly and gave me a nod. Fuck! Was I dreaming? He moved over into a stall with the door open and continued to stroke that ten-pounder and look directly at me.
My reflexes finally kicked in and I followed him, got down on my knees and licked and kissed the head. I took it into my mouth and slowly started to go down on it. It responded and swelled to a full erection in my mouth. I was having trouble handling it so he held my head and guided it down into my throat. I was in heaven, the feeling of having my mouth and throat filled with this magnificent cock was overwhelming. I had never imagined that sucking a man’s dick would be such a turn on. I went into overdrive and started sucking and bobbing up and down on that fucker like a mad man.