As I mentioned in my previous story, I had not planned to write more about my summer romance with Stefan. But now that I've told people about it, there has been an interest in me continuing to tell the story. So this is about our summer together.
When Stefan went back to school after spring break of his junior year he had a lot of projects and tests to prepare for. So we agreed to limit the time we saw one another to Wednesday night and Friday night. Of course Friday night meant that he was probably going to stay the weekend with me...but he did study a lot on the weekends he stayed with me, albeit sometimes wearing nothing but a robe, an oversized dress shirt, or oversized sweatshirt. When he really wanted to tease me while he studied he wore a fitted Dallas Cowboys jersey that was a 3XL that he bought. It went down past his knees and it did a great job hugging his cute ass. He'd study a lot at the kitchen table then walk past me while I was sitting in the living room to distract and torture me.
We also managed to have "lunch" at least once a week. Because we were now having bareback sex, lunch encounters were all that more intense. I'd try not to masturbate about him in between encounters so that my orgasms were even more intense when I came inside him or he came inside of me. One day after lunch Stefan called me to say: "Baby I can still feel you inside me. And it feels wonderful. That's all I want to tell you." And he hung up.
***********
A couple weeks after spring break Stefan told me that he was going to stay in town for two months in the summer so he could participate in a program that would prepare him for med school.
"My parents said they're just going to get me an apartment near campus for this summer and my senior year," he said. "And I won't be having a roommate," he added, leaning up to kiss me. We had just made love on a warm spring Saturday morning and Stefan's body was draped over me.
"This is amazing," Stefan said, kissing me deeply.
"So, you're going to live in an apartment this summer?" I asked.
"Yeah. It's nice. I looked at a sample apartment this week. It's nice. You'll have to come over after I move in," Stefan said.
"Does that mean you won't be coming over here?" I asked.
"Well, I'll be in this program from 8 until 5 every day. And on some Saturdays. And you'll be working. So I wasn't sure how much we'll see each other," he said.
My heart sank and I turned silent.
"The other option" Stefan said, "is that I could hang out here and we could have crazy sex while I'm here for the med school program."
"I like that option much more," I said, kissing him again. "I hate for you to waste that money on an apartment, but I know you just can't move in with me for the summer. As much as I would like that."
"Dude, I won't be wasting my money," Stefan said. "My parents will pay for everything. And this might sound bad but they won't miss the money. My dad is a bank executive and my mom is a high-powered surgeon. They make a ton of money and don't know what to do with all of it. I'm super grateful for everything they give me, but I don't feel like I'll be wasting their money. My dad will still take his golf trips to Europe and buy all of his toys."
"And why raise any suspicions?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said. "But we're going to fuck in my apartment. All over the place baby." And Stefan kissed me again, rubbing against my cock, making it harder. "Rick, can you go again? I want to feel you cum in me again. I love how it feels to be completely dominated by you and filled up by your semen."
"Shit, Stef," I said between heavy breaths. "Who needs viagra when you can make me hard like that?"
I turned Stefan on his left side and fucked him again, kissing and licking his shoulder and neck while I pumped a little more cum into his sweet boy cunt. I jacked him off while I fucked him, slowly bringing him to another orgasm shortly after I shot into his boy cunt again.
"Oh my Rick. Oh my Rick," Stefan purred in a satisfying voice. "Just amazing how I feel when you are inside me and leave a piece of you inside me."
***************
Stefan first wore the white thigh high stockings about a three weeks after he started the summer program. I had forgotten that we had bought them on our first trip out of town. He went into the bathroom shortly after coming over on a Friday night and returned wearing nothing but the stockings. To say they accented his gorgeous and tanned legs would be an understatement. His legs were so toned already, and they looked even hotter with the white stockings over them because every line and curve stood out. His tan ended about midway on his thighs because of the shorts he wore when he rode his bike. The white square on his body made him look even cuter, if that was possible.
"How do these look on me?" he asked me in an innocent voice as he stood in the doorway leading into my living room, his cock stiffening.
I was speechless. I was also very hard. Extremely hard. So hard that I felt like my cock was going to rip through my jeans.
"So????" Stefan asked. "So...like them? Or a bad idea."
"Stef they make your legs look even hotter. And they give me a raging hard on," I said as I rubbed my cock through my jeans.
"Put your hands down, baby," Stefan said. "Don't touch yourself. Just look at me."
I put my hands to my side. Stefan dropped to the floor and started to crawl on all fours towards me. He crawled on all fours in a sexy way, slinking his way toward me. When he reached me he kissed up my legs, kissing through my jeans. When he reached my crotch, he licked through my jeans, gently biting.