Malaysian Student Comes Back

It didn't take long before Eli - that was his name, or at least that's what he told me - knocked on my front door again. He looked cute in his Brasenose college sweatshirt.

I was surprised as I wasn't expecting him to come back. He seemed relieved that it was me and not my housemate - and more so when I told him he had just left for his night shift at the Churchill Hospital. It was all a bit awkward, as the first time we met. he gagged on my dick and then he left without even exchanging numbers.

I took him to the living room, he sat on the couch but he chose the armchair. He started saying once again that he wasn't "a homosexual" and that he only liked women. I simply lowered my bottoms waistband and briefs, flashing my semi-hard dick out as I changed topic as if nothing happened.

That worked. He shut up, joined me on the couch, got his face on my crotch and gave it a good sniff - I must've been a bit musky as I had been on a run in South Park earlier that day. He seemed to enjoy that