STX INTERNATIONAL COLLEGE SEASON 2 : THE SHOWER SCENE

Ah, college life – a time of raging hormones, rebellion, exploration, and of course, the occasional steamy shower rendezvous. Welcome, my dear reader, to an tale of desire, built on the smoldering flames of Staxus’s “STX International College Season 2: The Shower Scene.” So put on your most comfortable reading clothes (you know which ones), grab the good lube (and use it liberally on the page-turner), and let’s dive in to an erotic adventure that’s sure to leave you proud, panting, and perhaps even stuttering.

The steamed-up showers of STX International College are the setting for this tale of tented towels and taboo temptations. Two scrumptious young men, trimmed and toned, are admiring each other’s assets – and trying their damndest to hide the growing excitement below their waists.

Blue-eyed frat boy Bobby occasionally catches his hunky Hindu classmate Ali’s gaze, and when their eyes lock, they both blush like embarrassed schoolboys caught slipping peeks at Playboy. But this is no locker room, this is college, and the rules are different here.

Ali’s dark, deep eyes shine with mischievous lust as he turns from Bobby. Bobby, the frosty-eyed blonde Adonis, pauses in awe, taking in his classmate’s tantalizing tats, backlit Muslim abs of glistening steel. The tension is high, the steam rising, the atmosphere ripe with titillation.

Suddenly, as if by an unspoken agreement, they move towards each other like sharks in shark-infested waters. The physical education is about to begin.

Ali is harder than calculus, and Bobby confirms that with a sensual, sheepish smile soaked with saliva. The two young men go from slyly ogling to urgently grinding in record time. Hard dicks and contradictions collide as they kiss, locking themselves into a passionate, steamy embrace.

The lathered, rutted partners paw and perser, their hands and mouths mapping each other like nervous explorers charting uncharted territory. “Holi, Bobby,” whispers Ali. “Yes, ‘holi’, my friend,” replies the blue-eyed Adonis. The game is literally upon them, and hid is the only rule.

Suddenly Bobby spins Ali around and presses him firmly against the damp wall, pinning him as a constable would a villain. And villainous is exactly how Ali looks now; the intense, almost evil expression on his handsome face beckons Bobby to plunder, to ravage him there and then.

But Bobby is no pervy stagecoach robber. He takes his time, teasing his eager victim with the tip of his anaconda, tongue swirling around the knot of Ali’s throat. The Hindu hips begin to wiggle and writhe, aching for that glorious wand, when in one swift motion, like a swordsman sliding steel through a pinkie ring, Bobby plunges his hefty, hard sword into Ali’s willing hand.

Ali moans like a man possessed, each thrust from his classmate’s cock pushing him closer to bliss and boards. The grunting hedonist kisses Bobby back with a hunger that borders on desperate, eking out every last drop of pleasure their erotic escapade can offer.

Sweat and spunk flow like the tap water, round and strong, as the randy young men rut like animals in heat. Bobby begins to feel Ali’s back muscles tense and clamp around his cock, a promising sign that he is nearing his glorious end.

“I’m cumming!” croaks Bobby, the sexed-up student, warning his fellow scholar of his impending climax. Ali moans encouragement, more than happy to share in Bobby’s explosive end.

Suddenly, pants-pool ing whiteness spills from Ali’s tip, painting the shower floor a lucid tale of their lust. His face collapses into an orgasmic orgasm of ecstasy as Bobby reaches his own heavily yearned-for peak, pumping his rippling river into Ali’s ravished ravine.

And so, there they stay in that steamy stall, lost in the fog of their climax, sweat and seed still coursing through their bodies, what a cerebral hooli this has been, a glimpse into the sexy secrets of college life. Were some of the other students aware of their erotic escapade? Or does the ‘incident at the shower stall’ remain a secret, a taboo temptation just for 2? The mind boggles.