{"sf1_id":83223,"sf2_id":"YnLbVq8e","title":"September","author":"nietzsche5877","words":1983,"posted_at":"2009-04-09T21:34:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Badger","Ejaculation","Foreplay","Growth","Inflation","M/M","Oral","School","Swallowing","Walrus"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/83223-september","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/YnLbVq8e","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=83223\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"September was back with a vengeance. August had put up a good fight and just last week I could still   \nswim at the community pool back home. The weather teased everyone, flirting with a warm sunny   \nafternoon, leading us on with a brilliant sunset with fireflies dancing in the early evening, followed by   \nthe abrupt slap of frost covering everything the following morning. With a reluctant farewell to the   \nsummertime, it was time to head back to college.\n\nOver the weekend I made the trek back to my studies. I had packed up my belongings, turned in my keys   \nto the landlord, said goodbye at work, and huddled in my car, a sweater and jacket beside me in case   \nthe temperature dropped. The first few trees had put on their pajamas of red, orange, and yellow. The   \nsmell of leaves burning, and the last hopeful barbecues of the year seasoned the air.\n\nThe college had a different flavor. Tires, cigarettes, and overly mown lawns peppered my nostrils as I   \npulled into town. Hurdles of shrubs and ladders of ivy patrolled the walls of the larger buildings. There   \nwere only a few students around. I like being early, gives me time to get settled in. I pulled into the   \nparking lot, found a spot away from the tree full of small birds discussing travel arrangements, and   \nturned off the car. The RA spotted and greeted me, we'd met this way the last two years, and he   \nguided me inside and coded my key to my room this semester. Several trips up and down the stairs   \nlater had me winded, but everything was in, so I crashed on the upper bunk. Staring off into the hills   \nand valleys of the stucco ceiling I made a few plans for the remaining days before classes.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI'd never been much into sports before, but I do enjoy getting my blood pumping. My breath puffed in little   \nclouds as I jogged my last lap the next morning. The track was only a block from my dorm room, and I   \nwanted to work up an appetite for breakfast. Today it would be fruit, and plenty of water. Heading to   \nthe dining hall, I spotted my roommate pulling in.\n\n\"What took you so long?\" I asked with a grin.\n\n\"Hey Daryl!\" Nick Exclaimed. He stood up as he exited his car, almost a full head taller than me now.   \n\"You sure shot up since I saw you last semester Nick.\" I noticed he had grown probably another inch   \nand a half. \"Put on a bit of weight too,\" he chuckled patting his tummy.\n\n\"I told you that you couldn't cheat life for long.\" Nick had been a wrestler in high school. It had bought   \nhim some time, but settling down to study was finally catching up to him.\n\nWe went inside and complained to the RA about the lousy service around here. Shaking his head at our   \njoke he readied Nick's card for him. Several more trips up and down the stairs and Nick's stuff was   \nscattered on the lower bunk. Nick's a badger, and not really fond of heights, so I always let him have   \nthe lower bunk. I myself am a walrus, and I get irritable if I don't get a good soak in the tub a few times   \neach week. We were both hungry now so we headed to the dining hall.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI asked him whether he'd followed the diet plan I'd suggested for him this past week. He nodded adding   \n\"I feel good, just a little on the empty side.\"\n\n\"Good,\" I thought to myself.\n\nWe ate quickly and returned to the dorm. We spent the rest of the morning readying up the room. He   \nwas making his bed when I hugged him from behind. \"What took you so long?\" He asked mimicking my   \nearlier question. We're both bi, have had a steady stream of girlfriends, but have remained faithful to   \neach other over the years.\n\nI ran my fingers over his torso, his abs were still nice and firm. But when I cupped his pecs, there was   \nmore than just muscle now. He drew a deep breath, and I shifted into a flimsy arm lock. Twisting out of   \nit he chuckled at me, pulled me over to the bed, and pinned my shoulders. His leg brushed my baggy   \npants between my legs and he paused. \"Seems you've done some growing too,\" he pointed out   \nblushing.\n\n\"I'll show you, but let's make you more comfortable first.\" He pulled off his sweater, and then peeled out   \nof his t-shirt. I breathed a little heavier seeing him like this again. I ran my hands along his ribs while I   \nlicked and nibbled at his nipples. He shifted, a little uneasy as his attention stirred below the waistline. I   \nturned and took off my shirt, dropping it to the floor adding to the heap we'd started. He rubbed my   \nshoulders just the way I like it. We both kicked off our shoes and tossed our socks into the growing pile.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Let me see it,\" he demanded. I shooed him away punctuated with \"Not just yet.\"\n\nHe undid his belt and tugged off his jeans. His tented boxer briefs looked great against his athletic   \nfigure. I reached over and fondled him, making him squirm again. It was my turn again so I freed myself   \nfrom my baggy cargo pants. He stared as he felt my balls through the fabric of my boxers. \"They look   \nhuge on you!\" He rolled them over his hand, not quite sure yet they were real.\n\n\"You'll get a better look soon,\" I replied relieving him of his underwear. He sported a healthy five and a   \nquarter inches proudly at attention bobbing slowly with his breath. I rubbed up his inner thighs and   \nmassaged the spot behind his sac. His eyes unfocused and his breathing continued to quicken.   \nStraddling slightly just in front of his leg I pulled down my underpants. I was still mostly soft, about six   \nand a half inches dangling. What caught Nick's attention though was my sac, swaying gently and   \nlooking as though I was storing croquet balls in it. Nick balanced them, a hand under each, impressed at   \nthe size.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What do you think?\" I asked with mischief in my smile.\n\n\"I think someone's been saving for a rainy day,\" he answered, still enthralled by the sight.\n\nSidling slowly forward, I gripped my penis and lifted it up. \"Want to test them out?\" He licked his lips,   \nand then began licking the head of it. Still flaccid, it lolled back and forth over his tongue.\n\nTaking over for me, he held it up and ran a trail of saliva down the underside. He bathed my balls and my   \nmember began to perk up. The tip oozed a few slow drops on his cheek. Wiping it off, he then tasted it.   \n\"It's really sweet. What have you been eating?\"\n\n\"Mostly pineapple,\" I replied, \"and lots of water. I figured out over the summer that they start to swell   \nif I don't ejaculate for about a week.\"\n\n\"How long have you saved up this time?\" Nick asked curiously.\n\n\"Going on two weeks now,\" I beamed. \"The drawback is I have to get really worked up if I wait so long.\"\n\nTaking that as a challenge Nick drew the head and a few inches into his mouth, enjoying the taste of   \npre-cum. I leaned against the upper bunk and swayed my hips to get a better angle. Five minutes   \npassed and I still wasn't completely hard. Spotting the time on the clock Nick drew back. \"You sure   \nhave a lot stored away! I'm going to have to turn this up a notch.\" The stream of pre-cum continued,   \nand he gathered it up with his hands, and then went back to work. Still mostly soft, my cock had grown   \ncloser to seven inches now. Nick was massaging five now, occasionally hilting it with his nose to my   \npelvis.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTen minutes, then fifteen passed. My balls seemed to be swelling with my arousal rather than shrinking   \nas they emptied more juice into Nick's throat. Nick had taken several breaks already to get his breath.   \nHis stomach gurgled slightly as it began to fill.\n\nTwenty minutes passed and I had to change places with Nick, sitting on the bunk now with his face   \nswimming between my thighs. Spit coated my cock and dripped down my sac in rivulets. However,   \nevery drop of my juices went down his throat and into his belly.\n\nHalf an hour passed and he needed a break from kneeling. He lay down on his bunk, and I lay over him   \nin a sixty-nine. Sucking on him had turned me on now, I was displaying eight and a half inches, but   \nbecause of my girth he could only keep about three in his mouth now.\n\nForty-five minutes approached, and I got up. Nick was really worked up now and I wanted him in me.   \n\"Come here,\" I lay back and guided him to me. Holding my legs up, Nick took out his frustration on me.   \nHe had leaked so much over himself, and now smeared it around as lube. Pounding unsteadily into me   \nfor about seven minutes, Nick hit his rhythm then arched as he climaxed into me. I felt him as he   \nthrobbed and then withdrew. Panting Nick lay back on the bed. \"Damn, Daryl, that was a good one,\" he   \npanted.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Hey, I'm not done with you yet,\" I bristled holding up my still straining erection. \"Flip over and spread   \n'em,\" I commanded. Still coated with spit and pre-cum, I eased my way to his pucker. I just rubbed the   \nhead around between his cheeks for a few minutes, lubing him up.\n\n\"You gonna' take all day?\" He asked, propping himself up on a pillow.\n\n\"Just relax and let me work this in,\" I shushed him.\n\nGood and moist I began pressing in, slowly gaining inch after inch of entry. As I got deeper, my sac   \nbegan to roll over his balls, smacking them gently.\n\n\"Gods those are heavy,\" he exclaimed.\n\nI kept up my slow determined pace and plowed into him more and more as my pre-cum slickened the   \nway. Nearly buried in him, my cock massaged just the right place, and shortly he jerked and climaxed   \nagain.\n\n\"Holy crap! When did learn to do that?\"\n\n\"Learning as I go,\" I grunted trying to get my pace. Gripping his legs with mine I managed to hilt the top of   \nmy cock along the dorsal vein, and it throbbed as I kept rubbing the lower side in and out.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nFinding that spot again Nick once again jerked and climaxed beneath me. \"Oh God,\" he moaned, \"you're   \nstarting to make my balls ache.\"\n\nI lowered myself over him, and bit him softly on the shoulder. A few more strokes and the dam burst.   \nThe swollen base of my cock kept it fastened inside of him. Minutes passed and the flood slowed to a   \ntrickle. My balls relaxed and I collapsed on top of him, still buried deep inside. We passed out together.\n\nHours later Nick woke up first. \"Daryl, get off me or your going on the floor,\" he threatened rolling   \npartly to the side.\n\nStill groggy I got up and admired my work. \"We'll have to change the sheets already,\" I said smugly   \npointing out the pool of cum that had backwashed once I'd gone flaccid.\n\nSitting up Nick rubbed his ass, \"you managed to go easy on me, all things considered.\" As he then stood   \nup, Nick noticed his abs stuck out a bit more, giving him a pot belly. \"Wow Daryl. Just wow. Think you'll   \nbe ready again next weekend?\"\n\n\"I can hardly wait,\" I said bowing down and kissing him on the tummy.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}