This is the fourth in a series entitled, Dorm Life.
This story involves sexual situations between consenting mature adults, and is therefore intended for mature audiences. No one under the age of 18 or in an area where such material has been deemed unacceptable should read any further. The persons and places that are mentioned in this story and series are FICTIONAL, at least thus far. This story deals with homosexual relationships, and expressions of love. If this offends you, then again, you should read no further. Otherwise, enjoy.
Series Note: Imagination is one of the most erotic tools we possess in our repertoire. Unfortunately it's a tool seldom used. It is my hope in writing this series to bring back the use of imagination in our erotic experiences along with romance and passion without losing the steam, the heat, and the lustful energy of the story. This series centers on one student, Jay, and his search for love, happiness, and fulfillment, all while dealing with life in and outside a dorm. Some parts will be written in regular story form, but other parts are going to be written as though they were coming from Jay's journal. This allows us a glimpse inside Jay's thoughts.
The Bus
November 1, 1999:
I saw him again today. I've been seeing him a lot here lately. I'm starting to wonder if perhaps our little meetings are more than coincidence, but then again it can't be. After all how would he know that I got out of my religion class early today. The bus was almost empty and I took my usual seat in the back across from the rear door.
He was already sitting beside the rear door on the opposite side. Today he was wearing khakis' shorts, a long sleeve t-shirt with the word Navy across the front, and what looked like work boots. I don't blame him as it was unseasonably warm today. Somewhere in the mid-70's I think. I'm not sure but I think he smiled when he saw me but I really couldn't tell since he had on his mirrored sunglasses. I think it's safe to say that he either was in the Navy or is in the reserves. He's been wearing some kind of Navy paraphernalia every time I've seen him. Well you know I always did have a thing for men in uniform.
He's trimmed the beard into a goatee. He also shaved his head. I know because he took his baseball cap off right after I sat down. I kinda think he did it so that I could see. It looked good on him, certainly made me hot. I sprang a mild boner just looking at his 5'11" 190lbs blue eyed, bald headed, frame. It appears the hair I glimpsed on his chest covers his whole chest, that's if his legs are an indication. It was the first time I've had the chance to see them and they definitely didn't disappoint. They weren't the legs of a gym rat, ripped so you could see every muscle fiber. However I could tell that they had some definite power behind them. God I love a hairy, manly man.
But anyway, I'm convinced now that he's flirting with me. I wasn't sure about Tuesday when I saw him but I'm sure now. It started the same as last Tuesday, with him staring at me. I know he had his sunglasses on today, but I could feel his eyes locked on me from the time I sat down. Then he kept readjusting himself more than necessary. Really it shouldn't have been necessary at all since he was sitting down. Several times I swear I saw him blatantly rubbing his cock through his shorts. Then he took off his sunglasses and put them on his head and after he did it he looked right at me briefly & winked. I know it was a wink, but then he put his sunglasses back on. I'm glad I had my sunglasses on or else he definitely would've seen the look of shock and lust in my eyes. He didn't go back to rubbing his cock, but he did spread his legs so that from where I was sitting I could see right up his pants leg. I really couldn't see anything but my imagination was working overtime thinking about what was hidden in the darkness. I think he knew where my eyes were because when I looked up, he had a weird smile/smirk on his face.
All to soon I saw him pull the wire to request the next stop. But as he was getting off he dropped something and had to bend over to pick it up. His ass was right in my face as he reached down to pick it up. Then he straightened up and got off. I saw him look back at me through the window and this time I'm positive he smiled and winked at me. I was in my own little world for the next 10 minutes just imagining what could've happened and what might happen. In one of my fantasies we did our usual flirting but when it was time for his stop he didn't get off. Instead he got off behind me at my stop. As I was going up the back steps to my psychology class, he grabs my arm. Nothing hard, but enough to get my attention. Then when I turned around he plants one hell of a kiss on me.
Right there in the stairwell.
"My name is John and I figured it was time we meet."
A little dazed but intrigued. "The name is Jay and I sure like the way you introduce yourself."
John replied, "I'm not much on foreplay. When I see something I want, I go for it. So you up to skipping class and following me back to my place. I live just off campus in Kingstown Villas."
Jay couldn't believe his luck. "Those apartments are on the other side of my dorm. A very tempting offer."
"Then why don't you accept. We both know where our flirting has been leading or where I hope it has been leading and I'm ready to take it there. So what'cha say?"
For the first time in a long time Jay throw caution to the wind. "Walk or take the bus?"
"Walk. This way we can get all of our talking out of the way."
With that Jay and John turned and began the 15 minute walk across campus to John's apartment. Jay found out that John was indeed ex-Navy and according to him Navy men do it harder, better, and longer. Something Jay was hoping to experience first hand. Both admitted this was the first time they'd flirted with anyone so openly before, especially on a bus. They continued their conversation all the way to John's apartment. Once inside however, all conversation stopped and lust took over. John planted a kiss on Jay that was twice as intense as the one in the stairwell. This time Jay matched him in intensity. Hands were busy undressing each other, Jay unzipping John's shorts and John unbuttoning Jay's shirt. John began to lead Jay away from the door where he had him penned down the hall to the master bedroom. The hallway between the front door and the bedroom was littered with the rest of their clothing. Inside the bedroom, Jay and John were engaging in a steamy 69.
They had developed a steady rhythm. Jay was burying John's fat 7inches in his throat, John was releasing Jay's 7.5 inches from his throat. John began to ease down Jay's body so that he had easy access to Jay's ass.
Taking his mouth off Jay's cock he began to eat Jay's ass with a vengeance. Jay was moaning from the expert rimming he was receiving from John. Jay could tell John wasn't new to this, in fact Jay swore the ass eating he was receiving was from an expert. It was when Jay had John's cock buried deep in his throat that John broke through the barrier of his ass ring with his middle finger. The sensation John was creating in Jay's ass had him on cloud nine.
Pretty soon John was working three fingers in and out of Jay's tight man cunt as he continued to provide him with one of his sloppiest rim jobs.
Jay knew what was coming next and although he'd never been fucked before he had this undescribable yearning to fill the thick 7 inches inside his hole. The sloppy rim job from John and the servicing Jay had been providing to John's dick should be all the lubrication they needed. John withdrew his dick from Jay's mouth and rolled off the side of the bed. Going to the end, he pulled Jay on his back until his ass was just hanging over the end of the bed. Placing Jay's legs over his shoulders he aimed his 7-inch monster at the Jay's pulsing asshole.
That's where the fantasy ended. It was a good thing at least part of my brain was functioning correctly or else I would have missed my stop. As it was, I had to exit the bus with my bookbag covering the tent my fantasy had generated in my pants. I know one thing for sure, I can't wait to see what else my Navy man has in store for me on our next bus ride..