The following story is a work of fiction. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual situations and explicit and crude language. It is not intended for children. The situations it describes may be unsafe in real life - use good judgement and play safe, sane and consensual.
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Story codes: MM, bd, toys, college
NB: This story was previously published by me under a different pen name elsewhere on internet.
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Josh was excited and horny. He'd been frustrated all week: each of his Grindr hook-ups had cancelled their meetings or failed to show up - but tonight was going to be a wonderful exception. He'd already met the guy - Nathan, another student at the university Josh attended - for a quick coffee at lunchtime and they'd made plans for tonight. Sure, he ought to prepare a couple of essays for Monday, and maybe clear up the junk in his room this weekend - but it could wait. He hadn't cum for five days now. And student life was all about priorities.
Josh stepped out of the shower and dried himself off with a towel before heading back into his room. He was lucky to have an en-suite room - no need to share a bathroom with other students. He checked himself out in the mirror, admiring his slim frame with just a hint of muscle definition. Sure, he was a little shorter than the average guy, but his dark hair and green eyes regularly turned heads. But enough of that - Nathan would probably be knocking on his door soon, and he needed to get ready.
He slid his wardrobe doors open and began to ponder what outfit to wear. Feeling indecisive, Josh selected three of his shirts and two pairs of jeans for a closer look. He didn't notice as he knocked over a shoe and it rolled down a pile of discarded clothes and out of the wardrobe, joining the scattered mess of used clothes and food wrappers on the floor.
Just then, his phone buzzed. Josh turned round to reach for the phone which he had left on his desk. But with his hands full, he couldn't see the various items of junk lying in his way. Stepping over to the desk, Josh's foot slipped on the shoe he'd dislodged, and he stumbled backwards in surprise. He fell hard, his naked back slamming into the back wall of the wardrobe and knocking the wind out of him. There was a grating noise; then, as Josh looked up, the upper shelf of the wardrobe - two thick wooden planks supporting various boxes and items - collapsed on top of the hapless student, pinning him into a corner.
Josh strained against the fallen shelf to try and stand up, but the solid planks had somehow wedged themselves between the corners of the wardrobe, keeping him trapped. One of the planks rested across Josh's thighs, exerting a constant pressure that made Josh want to sink further down towards the floor and forcing him to straighten his legs gradually. The other plank ran across his stomach, trapping his arms by his sides.
Pushing against the planks only wedged them even tighter, it seemed. Supporting himself on all fours, Josh tried to thrust his body upwards, but the planks would not budge at all, as the young man's efforts were directed at the wrong angle. Instead, each time Josh pushed and breathlessly sank back down, the weight of the planks followed his naked body down further, giving him less and less space in which to manoeuvre.
Just as it was becoming harder and harder to use his legs to push against the planks, Josh felt something emerge from beneath the clothes he was sitting on. 'Oh shit!' thought Josh, feeling the tip of his 8" dildo positioned directly beneath his asshole. With the planks trapping his body so effectively, there was no way Josh could squirm or wriggle to prevent the dildo entering his hole. He tried again to push himself up using his arms and legs, groaning with the effort. But by now, his arms were completely pinned against his body and Josh could barely place his feet flat on the floor to push any further. Josh clenched his ass hard to keep out the invading dildo, but it was no use. Once his legs tired and faltered, the planks continued to slide downward, now stopping the young man from lifting his thighs.
Josh felt the dildo entering his hole, slowly, relentlessly... He moaned at the feeling of sheer helplessness as, inch by slow inch, Josh's hole slid further and further down the dildo's length. Within a minute he was fully impaled on its shaft, his ass coming to rest on the floor of the wardrobe and held securely in place by the planks. Josh gasped as the sudden pressure on his prostate made his cock twitch and harden. Just as his cock had reached seven erect, angry, throbbing inches, the plank across Josh's upper body slid into its lowest possible position - trapping Josh's hard cock in between the upper and lower planks. Again there was no space for Josh to free himself at all. With his arms pinned, the frustrated young man was unable to reach or touch his cock in any way. All he could do was stare at the head of his cock as it curved upwards towards his chest and face, bobbing gently with each heartbeat.
