So there I was, living away from home for the first time, studying
engineering at University.Initially it felt strange not knowing anyone,
but friendships formed quickly, some out of necessity, some taking a bit
longer and some to last a long time. Having easy access to friendly young
women was fantastic but that is not what this tale is about. You see I also
had an interest in older men. This is a true story about what was at first
a friendship between myself (a student) and Bob, a senior university
lecturer, which later became a bit more than just friendship.
It was great having lectures in the lovely old building which was to become
my educational home for the next 3 years. I felt really important as a
engineering undergraduate. My week was full of lectures most of which were
enjoyable.On the whole the lecturers were enthusiastic and friendly, but
there was one lecturer who stood out, it was almost as if he devoted his
life to his job, giving students that helping hand that some, if not all,
needed.
He was always accommodating, even running to cups of tea between lectures
in his small study, for anyone who cared to knock on his door.A while
later I found out he invited students to his home for chats and general
discussion, and on a few occasions I did go along, only to find the lounge
packed to the rafters !Of course I was too busy chasing the fairer sex to
spend any time doing anything else, missing some of those 'early' nine
o'clock lectures as a result.
On the odd occasion that I did bump into Bob when I was between lectures,
he would without fail invite me in for a cup of tea which I sometimes took
up, and sometimes declined, but I always thought about it. Now that I was
at university, my self esteem was high and I was really enjoying life. I
flattered myself that this small amount of attention I was getting from
Bob, was in some way a message from him that he wanted to see a bit more of
me. As time passed I allowed these thoughts to grow inside of me.
My freshman first year came and went and all too soon it was Christmas at
the end of the first term of my second year. There was a engineering
department dinner/disco to which most students and many of the teaching
department attended, including Bob.I made sure I did plenty of mixing,
chatting to everyone, including Bob, indeed we chatted in a small group for
quite a while.During this chat I made my excuses for a genuine reason to
visit the little boys room, as I was desperate to have a pee.
Almost as soon as I started relieving myself, Bob was alongside me at the
next urinal.I looked up and in the same moment said 'Oh Hi' and having
just been chatting to him I gave him a big smile.As I looked into his
face I noticed his gaze was down below watching me relieve myself.Under
normal circumstances if two chaps bumped into to each other in the toilets,
then they would say hello and perhaps steal a glance at each other, but no
more than that.
Well whatever the circumstances were, I had had quite a lot to drink and I
had lost some of my inhibitions.After I noticed Bob looking down at me, I
unhooked the top of my trousers and pushed the front of my pants down to
expose myself further, in fact I cupped my hand under my balls, now pushing
everything into clear view.I wanted him to have a really good look. I
turned again to Bob and his gaze down below was unwavering as if it were
the most natural thing in the world. While shaking the last drip off, I
played with myself for more than a few seconds before zipping up and
returning to the melee.
By the end of the evening I was somewhat tipsy and was wondering how I was
going to get home. Out of nowhere Bob appeared and offered me a lift back
which I was grateful to accept.On the way back he asked if I'd like a
coffee at his place which I said yes to. Now I was starting to sober up and
wondering if I had made the right choice, in fact I was a little
nervous. At Bob' house we looked at a few photo albums, then he showed me
around the house.We went upstairs and explained that he was doing a bit
of renovation work, but the spare room had no bed.He showed me every room
except his bedroom.
Bob then said I could stay over if I wanted to.I did think about it for a
moment but I lost my nerve saying no I had better get back as the next day
I needed to be up early which was true. In retrospect I could have stayed
as I know Bob would have given me a lift back at any time I cared to
mention. I lost my nerve mainly because I didn't know Bob well enough. I
think I was worried that if anything of an intimate nature had happened
between us then I wasn't sure what the affect would be on our student /
lecturer relationship.
As the three years of my course was nearing completion I had started to get
to know Bob more as a friend and less as a teacher, I repected him
completely, I learned that he was utterly trustworthy and later I learned
he was totally discrete. After I left university I made sure I kept in
touch. Then a couple of years later I rang him out of the blue and invited
myself for a flying visit on the pretext I was travelling through, which as
a matter of fact I was.Now a little older and wiser, I had overcome what
ever reservations I had had previously and I wanted to make myself
available to Bob . This was of course if Bob wanted it too, that I didn't
know, but I wanted to find out.
Upon my arrival it was obvious he hadn't forgotten me which was very
gratifying and as usual he was very accommodating and put me in his spare
room which now had a bed !We went out for the evening and had a very nice
meal, then it was back to his place.We had coffee and chatted, but then
it was late and time to retire to bed.After washing and brushing up I
jumped naked into my bed in the spare room, but left my door open and light
on as if I was having a quick read before lights out.
Within a couple of minutes Bob...............
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