Jack discovered that day, more about himself then Arnie. They hadn't known each other before their campus encounter.
Jack had survived one year in the dorm, three years of classes, his fraternity hazing, exams, and spring break performance, a part time job in the café and frat house parties.
It was life as usual, he learned, on any campus. His parents knew less and less about his life now and Jack liked that.
His two am, showers relieved his sexual needs and there was Sammy, a girl who hung around a lot.
She was more like his sister, then a girl friend. But occasional kisses and ongoing hand holding defined their relationship for anyone who knew them. She was his ticket to social circles that Jack otherwise wouldn't have entered.
Yet his spring break experience was without her, just Jack and his frat brothers acting crazy, not so much because they wanted to but because it was expected. Alcohol, beach, antics, barfing, yelling and ogling scantily clad girls filled the week.
Jack had fun because he was among others who were having fun and his bare torso pressed and arms over their shoulders as they wrestled, swam and drank gave him a strange, undefined thrill.
That is until one weekend.
Arnie was a frat brother. He was in pre med...and began to wear medical scrubs to classes, around the frat house, even to parties. Nobody seemed to mind. Jack didn't but found them strangely interesting.
"Hey" He nodded to Arnie as they stood around the pool one late night Saturday. "Just uh got in?"
Arnie nodded. His time at the campus hospital took him away from most of the parties and activities he used to attend.
"Yea 12 hours" he sighed "just the beginning man. MedSchool will kill me" he said.
"Dunno, looks great. I mean you look great. Uh I think it's great that you know what you want to do and everything." Jack stammered. The beer had created a foundation and the rum was taking charge of his brain now.
"Thanks" Arnie smiled. He had a great smile. He raised his arms as he talked stretching. The scrubs he wore rose revealing his bare stomach.
Jack's eyes were riveted.
"Those things must be like pajamas" He said.
Arnie cocked his head "What?"
"The uh scrubs you wear, nothing under them right?" He asked and without thinking his hand moved under Arnie's scrub top. He felt skin. Arnie didn't react as Jack's hand moved over his skin.
"Nice" Jack said
Arnie turned his head and smiled. "Very nice" he added.
Jack felt his penis expand. Despite the alcohol it filled with blood. He moved behind Arnie and joked as his hands moved inside and all over Arnie's upper body.
"Oh man, you are in great shape" his hands moved upwards and encountered the metal.
Arnie was laughing "Man you're so drunk. And I'm getting there. But the guys will think we're gay" he moved away.
Jack was more concerned with what his fingers encountered.
"What was that?"
"What?"
"Rings, do you have nipple rings?" he asked. "When did you get those?"
He had seen Arnie shirtless before. The backyard pool was usually full of frat brothers of course and late hours even welcomed their naked bodies.
"Best part of working at the hospital. I got em months ago. Healed nice, come on." Arnie took Jacks hand. His room was beside the pool so they could easily duck into the private space.
Inside, Arnie lifted his scrub revealing his smooth belly and chest and the metal rings that hung from each nipple.
"Shit" Jack said moving his fingers back to Arnie's chest. His fingers flicked and tugged at them.
"Christ keeps doing that and I'll loose it" Arnie said as he grabbed his own crotch.
Jack kept playing with the rings. Nobody was watching. Arnie didn't push him away.
"Pull on em hard" Arnie hissed closing his eyes.
Each of Jack's finger tips poked into each ring and he pulled.
"Does it hurt?" He asked releasing them.
"Yea, go ahead pull on em" Arnie said
Jack did as he was asked watching Arnie's face clench in both pain and pleasure.
"Shit man, we're gonna fuck" Arnie said
Jack heard the words but they didn't really register. He tugged on the stretched man tits not reeling Arnie's hands on his own crotch and then unbuttoning his shorts.
"God" Jack said as his revealed hard cock was cradled in Arnie's hands. It felt good, far better then his own hands stroking for pleasure and release.
"Fuck fuck fuck" Arnie kept saying.
Their lips met. It wasn't a thought so much as a natural reaction to their bodies being enflamed by their hands and hidden feelings.
Jack felt Arnie's hands over his bare buttocks. His own moved from the boy's nipples sliding under Arnie's scrub pants. He was delighted to find no underwear just bared and smooth skin.
"Shit you're hot" He said to Arnie. Sometime during their unexpected arousal and oral exchange their feet had kicked their shorts and scrub pants away. They were naked from the waist down.
"I'm gonna fuck you" Arnie said.
Jack peeled his own tee shirt off and lifted Arnie's scrub top off him, pressing his own chest against the metal rings that his fingers had discovered earlier. It was his unspoken answer to Arnie's threat.
He watched the boy's body above him, pushing his legs back and stabbing into him. Jack was being fucked. His tight virgin butthole stretched at the intrusion, the pain subdued by his alcohol enduced state.
He watched Arnie's face grimace with each thrust enduring the reactions of his body to the thickness that moved in and out of him like a surprisingly pleasing bowel movement.
Arnie held his cock, dripping of the sperm it had deposited inside Jack. And Jack lifted his head to lick it, taste it, and suck the thing until his own hand began to relieve his own excitement.
"No let me" Arnie said lowering his head to suck on Jack's cock. Another first, a hand, two lips, warm tongue and hungry mouth on his cock.
Jack's body erupted too soon but violent enough his muscles convulsed at the orgasm and Arnie chocked on the cum that seemed to fill his mouth and flow out his lips.
"What the hell did we just do?" Jack asked. His legs had moved around Arnie's body. It felt good. He didn't want to let go. Not since his high school wrestling matches did he find this to be so natural.
Arnie leaned forward. His tongue lapped at Jack's face where his own sperm had splattered him.
"We fucked" he said in a whisper..not so others wouldn't hear but it just sexy.
"And we're gonna fuck all night" he added.
Jack's head whirled with thoughts, fears, and revelations. His past self satisfying sessions where images of naked men filled his head came back. The frat hazing sessions that found him naked and kneeling while brothers wagged their penis in a threatening manner had excited him for reasons he didn't understand or didn't want to.
The sight of Arnie by the pool, his blue scrubs hanging loose welcoming his interest and hands flashed too.
He had been fucked. He had been sucked. Jack liked it.
"Ready?" Arnie asked.
Jacks fingers moved to the dangling rings and tugged until Arnie smiled then registered the same painful pleasure he had felt earlier.
"yea yea, harder" He begged and Jack complied knowing Arnie's reaction would soon stab back into him and fuck him yet another time.
They had one more summer and year of school ahead. Suddenly Jack knew it would be the best year of his life now that he had discovered himself, the real him, his needs and preferences.
And Arnie fucked him again, even harder this time.