Tons more comments, thanks again guys. I will respond to anyone emailing me, and answer any questions. This will be a big long emotional one, I decided to combine 2 parts into one, and it will be the last in the series....I hope I wrap it up appropriately. Like I said, the emotional side of writing this is taking its toll, so.....I guess some people will like it, some may not, but I can't change the way things (life) happened. Anyway:
We played madden for a little bit, but we were both beat. I heard a noise in the hallway and a soft knock on the door. Ben had just come back from whatever adventure he was on. Apparenlty Justin looked more beat than he really was, so Ben and him played for awhile. Justin always brightened up when he saw Ben, after what had happened over the past few weeks between them, he began to trust Ben and knew he was being looked out for by him. It wasn't a sexual thing, at least I didn't think so until later (I'll explain), but Ben really did like Justin now as a friend and thought he was cool, so Ben was Justin's legit bro. Ben said he had a decent night, made out a little bit with his chick, but she was a bit of a cock tease. (I was thinking, well, I wouldn't have been a cock tease with him thats for sure.)
I said fuck it, I'm up, might as well shower, I'll just grab a nap later. I needed to shit, shower, and shave. I grabbed my shower gear and headed off to the showers. There was someone sleeping on the couch in the common room of our suite, and I guess the other guys had a bit of a party here last night too. I looked over and didn't know him, so I just headed to the shower. As the water poured over me I started to wake up. I looked down at my pubes and I needed to touch them up. I didn't have a full bush or anything, I kept it trim, but I had hair starting to grow on the sides of my shaft at the base. I also brought my clippers, so after the shower would re-crop my hair. I spent quite a long time in the shower manscaping my body, not really much work, like I said being mainly a swede, I wasn't really that hairy. I started rubbing my pecs and dick a little and remembered last night. I needed to get hard in the shower anyway because it was easier to shave the shaft of my dick when it was hard. I got out, cropped my hair down and shaved in the sink. I looked in the mirror and thought, yea not too shabby. I still looked like I got run over by a car from the lack of sleep, but everything else was spic and span. I remembered Matt had stayed at Shawns last night, I made a mental note to call Shawn later and hopefully get some good stories. (I did later, he didn't kiss and tell apparently, and Justin found out that Matt didn't either.)
I went back to the room and Ben had fallen asleep/passed out while playing madden . Justin was just looking at him laughing because he was still playing offense in the game, and made some amazing plays while Ben was out cold. I got dressed and moved over to him.
Me: Too much for the guy I guess, lets carry him to bed.
Justin: Ok, get his door open and we can put him to sleep.
I must admit, Ben's scent was really nice with his face on my shoulder. We picked him up and supported him, but it was mostly me carrying him. We laid him down in his bed and I told Justin to take his shoes and socks off. I knew Ben liked to sleep nude, so what the hell, give Justin a look at the uncut brown sausage too. (Turned out to be a bad idea....)
Justin: What are you doing? We are taking off all his clothes?
Me: Yea you don't remember cause you were shitfaced, but this isn't the first time I put either of you to bed. Ben likes to sleep nude.
Justin: Oh..well ok.
This got my little bud a little hard I think. Justin got Ben's pants off before I finished with his shirt.
Me: Well, strip his boxers off man, nothing in there you haven't seen, we need to get his ass in bed and to sleep.
Ben was starting to move and mumble, and I knew the more we touched him the harder it would be to get him in bed in a comfortable position, so it was important we did it quick so he got a good night (day) sleep. Ben was tall and skinny, so the problem wasn't moving his lack of weight around, the problem was his long legs and arms, so it would be like positioning an octopus with him moving around. So Justin pulled off his boxers and looked over.
Justin: Actually...there is something in there I haven't seen Brandon....
Now I got it, his first time seeing someone uncircumsized. You have to remember, this was barely the year 2000, and internet porn wasn't huge yet, especially for college students in dorms, so access to seeing dick was limited to messing around and magazines. And no 18 year old kid is gonna go into a skin store and buy a gay porn magazine. Justin just looked wide eyed a little bit.
Justin: Can I touch him a little? Just pull his dick skin up and down a bit to see if he gets hard?
Brandon: No dude, we don't do shit like that. You know he is straight, and it would be pretty much like raping him.
Justin: I know, I just had to ask.
Brandon: You can look for a little if you want before we put him down.
He smiled and moved in real close like a scientist in a lab. I was worried for a few mins Justin was just gonna decide to open his mouth and just devour Ben's dick. But he didn't, Justin knew right from wrong too, but he did get in close enough to smell his cock and balls a little bit. I know a lot of guys get off doing sleeping guys, I don't...especially not someone who was becoming a close friend like Ben.
Me: Ok perv, lets lay him down and go back to the room.
Justin: hahah, sorry. Its so smooth and he shaves dude, no pubes at all!
Me: Nothing stopping you from trying that look.
Justin: Maybe you can shave your pubes off and try that out.
Me: Just put him to bed, its 4am and I feel like I'm dying right now.
We positioned him and pulled up his covers, went back to the room and he grabbed his shower stuff. Justin stopped in the door and looked like he had some questions. I told him to sit down:
Justin: So when he gets hard, his cock head just pops out?
Here we go, I expected Justin to have some questions.
Me: Yea I mean it depends on how much extra skin the guy has on his tip. Sometimes the whole head never comes out even when hard.
Justin: But with Ben, what do you think?
God what a little fucking horn dog!
Me: It looks like he would look just like us hard, just you would be able to see the skin connected on the back of his dick.
Justin: How big do you think he is?
Me: Jesus Justin, just shower and rub one out if you need to...cool down a bit.
Justin: Bigger than you?
Me: No clue dude, I'm a bit of a grower so, he might be too. But soft, we looked about the same size.
Justin: Yea I thought so too. Pretty much the same as you, just a different color and no skin...
Justin: So, does it feel better when you have sex being uncut?
Me: Jesus man, how the fuck would I know, did you see any extra skin on my dick? Ask Ben later, I'm sure he'll answer your questions if you ask.
Justin: I bet he is almost the same size as you when hard too.
He left to shower and my mind was spinning again. I knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to blow me and pretend I was Ben. I don't blame him either, it was a really hot, smart idea from my little guy. Justin came back and took his towel off. His dick looked like it was going to explode and his balls were tight to his body.
Me: Got a little excited in the shower huh? You thinking about something you just saw haha?
Justin: Yea, I didn't even touch my dick either....just thinking about Ben's dick.
We were honest with each other now with most stuff. I told him its normal to lust over something you can't have. Ben was really good looking, and Justin got as close to his dick as allowed a few mins earlier. He was close to Ben, and I bet he would have loved to fool around with him. He put his glasses on, deodarant, socks and boxers.
Me: You wanna get breakfast or go back to bed and nap? I'm more tired than hungry right now.
Justin: I don't know about you, but I am gonna have breakfast.
He walked over in his socks and boxers and ripped my sweats down. I was sitting in the chair playing madden, and I was on offense in the game. I forgot to pause it, and heard delay of game penalties going off in the background left and right. I was pretty sure when I went back to the game I would be 4th and 75 yards. Justin wasn't taking his time this morning and sucking with his eyes closed quickly. I knew he was picturing Ben's hard uncut brown cock in his mouth, and he was horny as shit. He ended up cumming first as he was jerking while blowing me. Seeing him spray his load all over the rug was enough for me and I started to cum. Not too much because of last night but Justin seemed happy with what I gave him. I thought, shit, we gotta clean the fucking carpet now. Justin came off me and swallowed, I guess he got his breakfast.
Me: How was Ben's dick?
Justin: Haha, you knew huh.
Me: Of course I did, and their was nothing wrong with you living out a little fantasy dude.
We wet a paper towel and did our best to clean up his cumshot on the rug. He finished getting dressed and then we went to breakfast for real. He was kinda quiet at breakfast so I asked him if he was alright.
Justin: Well, I mean I kinda feel like I cheated on you thinking of sucking Ben.
Me: Its ok to fantasize Justin, it felt great for both of us and I don't care if you think about sucking Ben, I would blow him too.
He laughed and we headed back to the room. We brough food back too, in case Ben was up. Side note: I don't really include the other guys in our suite because they didn't really play a huge role in what we were doing. Ben is included because Ben's room and our room was at the end of the hallway across from each other and kind of secluded. No one walked by our room unless they were specifically coming to see us, it was a dead end and not much foot traffic. Not that I had a problem with any of the other guys, but I included people in my party life that I wanted, and none of them were brave enough to ask me if they could hang out with us. Plus they had their own thing going like the suite party that took place here while we were out the night before doing our thing. So thats the way it was, friendly, but not familiar with my other suitemates. It was about 10am and Ben came over.
Me: Hey, We brought back food and put it in the microwave for you.
Ben: Thanks, and thanks for putting me to bed...again haha.
Me: No problem but, actually it was Justin who carried you over his shoulder.
We all laughed a little bit. Justin was looking at Ben a little too long while I was talking to him. Well I don't mean too long as in time, but kinda longingly. Ben went back to his room and said he stank and needed to shower, maybe we could do something later.
Me: Well, did he stink? You smelled his balls and his cock earlier.
Justin: hahah, shut the fuck up!
I sat Justin down and had to have another talk with him. I closed the door and put some music on. I hated having talks, I preferred if he learned his lessons on his own, and usually he did. He was my smart glasses wearing hot buddy, but sometimes things just flew over his head. I had lived this portion of his life already, and I wanted to give him the advice I never got when I started experimenting with guys.
Justin: Well this looks serious...bet you are jealous about what I am feeling about Ben huh. (He had a little attitude).
Me: Sigh...I'm not your keeper Justin, I don't own you. You don't wanna have a talk thats fine, and everytime I do have this sort of talk with you it is for your own benefit, you don't need to be so fired up all the time.
Justin: I know, I know. But you keep telling me how much I have matured and how smart I am, but I still feel like sometimes you act like my dad sitting me down to yell at me for something.
Me: I do that because I never had someone to do it to me when I was a freshman. You have learned a lot on your own because you ARE smart, but I saw how you looked at Ben. I need to tell you a few things about how that situation would play out.
Justin: What do you mean play out? If I asked him to fool around, and he said no, he would just laugh and take it as a joke.
Me: Maybe, maybe not. I've lost friends before because I made a bad read, and I almost got outed my freshman year on the hockey team by another player. Do you know what that would have done to me? I had to beg another player I came onto at a party not to tell anyone. I said I was drunk, and played it off as not being in the right mind, but if he didn't believe me, he could have ruined my life Justin.
Justin: Ben isn't like that Brandon. We know him....he is our friend man.
Me: Well I don't know if he is like that or not, I mean we all have only known each other for a couple months, and I'm not telling you to not trust him....but with stuff like that, you need to be real sure.
Justin: You were sure with me....
Me: Well yes and no, and it wasn't much of taking a chance for me on you. I'm 3 years older, and you wanted to please and impress me when you first got here. If I had read you wrong, and you said no that you were straight, and I played it off as a joke, would you think I was just kidding around?
Justin:....yes.
He got my point. It wasn't much of a risk for a 21 year old senior (me) to test the waters with an incomming freshman (him), but for Justin to approach Ben was a totally different thing all together. Ben was straight, still is, and I never heard of anything different over the years. It could have worked out real bad for Justin if he approached Ben with the idea. Now, I still know Ben too, and he is real laid back, but you never know with something that important how he would have taken it.
So things went along for another week, the week after hockey pre-camp started and I would have less time with him during the week. Again, it was D3 hockey not the NHL, so I wasn't exactly hitting the gym 6 times a week. I still went 3 times a week after class and jogged a lot, that was good enough for me...well and the in room/shower exercise too, I counted those as gym days too :) Justin knew we would have less time during the week together soon, but he didn't really seem to mind for 2 reasons. One, he knew I would always be back in the room at night, and 2nd, he was getting on with his class friends and Matt was always around. (We never talked about what Shawn and Matt had going with either of them, they were very private about it, and it was fine with us.) Friday after class finally! Matt and Shawn were playing some roll playing computer game when I got back to the room...I have no idea what it was, maybe I'll call and ask him when I am done writing this.
Justin: Hey, watch us play for a min, its a turn based roll playing game...not really madden action, but its really is cool.
Me: Roll playing what? (I wasn't much into gaming yet back then, like the early games, Diablo, Command and Conquer, etc) Ok, my turn in the game, roll your ass over to the fridge and make some drinks for us, I'm fucking beat.
They both laughed, closed the game and made some drinks. I had just got back from the gym, and Matt came over:
Matt: Hey, Shawn wanted me to tell you that we are having a party at his house tomorrow, his parents are at the cabin in Maine if you guys wanna come.
Me: We? hahaha dude. Sure. (I messed up his blond mop a little...he was getting to be a cocky little fuck but I liked him)
Matt: Fuck now I gotta comb it out again, jesus Brandon.
Me: And who the fuck tought you to comb your hair in the first place little boy?
Justin laughed as Matt left and went to the common bathroom to fix his mop.
Justin: Whats up for tonight?
Me: Nothing big, I didn't finish my workout, I thought you could help me later with that.
Justin: How much money you got on you? I think I want to be a professional paid hooker now, get the sex and the cash. (He smiled)
Me: Well, sex could be part of it if you want, and I kinda want to fool around too, I'll think of something...get rid of Matt and we can have a little weird fun.
Justin told Matt we were gonna take it easy tonight and study, they would talk tomorrow morning and arrange the party plans. Matt said cool and headed out.
Justin: So what kinda fun?
I put music on. I was still kinda tired, but I knew how Justin liked to just be weird sometimes, and I needed to finish my regiment. So I thought on the fly how I could finish my workout, make it hot, and include Justin. I was a goaltender, so weights were not a huge part of my workouts, aside from the leg press I didn't really need much in that area. I was a good enough build in my upper body already from my genes, and I didn't need to get any bigger, speed saves a puck, not brute force, and the more weight I put on in my chest and arms would just slow me down. The majority of my workouts were focused on flexability, getting toned, and stamina sets, which were important for the position. He had never really seen how flexible I was either, so I kinda wanted to showcase it for him.
Me: Pour a few drinks, and strip down to your boxers.
Justin: I thought you said weird fun, this is normal fun haha.
Me: Trust me.
I took off my shirt and sweats so I only had my boxer briefs on hugging me tight from the sweat I accumulated earlier at the gym. Lets just say a spy satelite in space could tell I was circumsized from my dick print. Anyway, I hope it didn't gross him out because I hadn't showered, but showering now was pointless because I wanted to impress my little guy, and that would take energy and more sweat. I started stretching to get the cobwebs out from the little pause I had from the end of my workout in the gym.
Me: Sorry about the sweat and smell, lemme just stretch out and you can see what I have in mind for us :)
Justin came over and smelled me.
Justin: You don't smell that bad, I kinda like it.
Me: You are definetly a smeller huh? Well give it time, after this workout I'm gonna smell like a whore's pussy.
He laughed and asked what he should do. I told him to drop his boxers, get his dick out, and get real low to the ground, gimme a treat when I get down low doing my stretching exercises. I kneeled down facing away from him, my legs out to the side and began to lean back. I went back until my head was almost touching the ground stretching out my midsection, back and thighs. When I started to come up, I gave his dick a little suck and lick. He got hard immediately and seemed impressed with my flexability.
Justin: Woah, doesn't that hurt your back?
Me: Nope. Keep looking at me when I go back down.
I did it a few more times up and down, each time sucking him a little more. I told him to face fuck me each time instead of me finding him because my neck was getting a little sore moving my head around in that position. My dick was really stretching the limits of my sweat soaked boxer briefs now. His balls were real tight, and I told him to calm down a little bit, I had more work to do. Justin was panting.
Justin: This is so hot, I never knew you could do that...what else can you do?
Me: Lets try something else, I need to work on my groin, and no not that part, I mean the muscle.
He laughed and I set him in position. I set him in front of me standing. I started to do a side to side split slowly, got to the ground, shifted my legs underneath me and came back up to my little treat. I sucked him a little each time I came up from the split. Justin was starting to lose it, he had no idea I could do a full split.
Justin: Oh god, slow down, I'm gonna shoot real soon Bran.
I was really sweating now, dripping off of me. It isn't like running a marathon, but you would be surprised how much energy and concentration it takes to work on your flexability.
Me: Hug me.
Justin: Huh? You are all sweaty.
Me: Hug Me. (I was real serious, I was gonna finish what I started.)
He came over and hugged me. I lifted him up and positioned him with his legs around my waste in front and told him to lock them behind me. I started doing leg squats with his body weight on mine. When I came up each time, I raised him up a little bit and licked his dick and balls. We did this for a bit, and his eyes were closed the whole time. I think the time in between my contact on his dick was edging him nicely, accidentally, because I wasn't trying to.
Justin: Oh god...its coming soon...real soon Brandon...
Me: One more position.
I put him on the floor and finished him off in my mouth. I thought that was the best position we did. He came a lot, I mean a lot, more than he ever had before. He really moaned and his body jerked around a lot. I think he had his strongest orgasm of his life. He must have loved our little workout, and I did too. I was never really into weird stuff usually, but I wanted to do something he was interested in. It was college after all, and we had our little 20 foot by 15 foot kingdom to ourselves. I looked down at myself, and after that I wasn't sure if my boxer briefs were soaked more with sweat or pre-cum.
Justin: I wanna take a shower with you and wash you. (He made a decision, that was it, I didn't even bother debating him anymore, just kinda give a little advice about the situation)
Me: Little risky this time of day on a friday though right?
Justin: Well I'm not going near your sweaty stank ass dick like that haha.
Me: Ok, go get a head start, I'll follow you in a little bit later.
Little fucker. Maybe I was wrong about the best position of the night, this one about to happen might be better. He grabbed his gear and shower sandles and headed out.
I waited about 5 mins, and got my stuff together. I looked out in the hallway, Ben's door was closed, dark and quiet. It was getting close to 7pm, so either guys were at dinner or had headed out. I heard some people in their rooms close to the common bathroom, but fuck it, we had almost mastered the hiding sex in the handicapped shower thing by now. I walked in, and both showers were going and were right next to each other. Shit I thought, we had to be real careful now with someone in the shower 10 feet away. I stripped down, and opened the curtain to the handicapped stall, I stepped in. It was Ben...
Ben: Woah man, didn't you hear the water on?
Oh god, oh god....think Brandon. Justin peeked his head from the other side and said calmly:
Justin: Oh sorry dude, I told Justin I would start his shower for him so it would be warmed up, I didn't even hear him come in to warn him you already had it!
I laughed nervously and backed out of the shower. (Not before I snuck a peek at Ben's dick again). He was laughing a lot.
Ben: Man what a fucking trip, hahaha, can't believed that just happened, classic. I'll be done in 30 secs, and its all yours.
Me: Thanks man, sorry about just coming in like that.
A HUGE fucking bullet dodged on that one. And it was because my smart little guy played it cool and came up with something on the fly...I was really impressed by it. Ben closed the shower curtain, and Justin slipped back into his shower too, but not before smiling at me. Ben got out and said, it was all mine. (All ours if he only knew.) Justin turned his shower off and walked back to the room with Ben while I went into the big shower. 2 mins later he came back in.
Justin: I went back to the room with Ben and waited a min so he wouldn't think we were in here together.
Smart little fucker I thought. He even brought a few pre-made drinks in coke bottles to drink in the shower. It was getting later and the suite was cleaning out for the night. We drank our drinks and Justin washed me, we made out a little and went back to the room. A few mins later, a knock on the door Door opens:
Ben: You guys just chillin tonight Brandon?
Me: Yea, Justin is studying and I'm gonna just relax from my workout...don't get too shitty tonight, Shawn is having another off campus party tomorrow night if you are interested.
Ben: Absolutely! The suite is bare tonight, we are all going to this on campus freshman night thing put on by the school. They have music, comedians and shit, so you guys should be set with quiteness to study.
Me: Cool, I'll catch up to you tomorrow then.
Justin smiled at me when we heard the suite door slam closed and silence.
Justin: Well you showed me how flexible you are, let me demonstrate my washing skills to you in the shower haha.
Me: We just got back from the shower dude.
Justin: Well, we are going back in.
We went back to the showers, and he really fucking did have amazing skills with his hands. He had learned a lot from us being together the last few months, but I was amazed at his abilities. He pretty much washed my entire body tip to toe and was really slow with it. I loved him but I was losing patience and getting tired, one more workout I thought.
I picked him up and aimed my tip at his hole. I fucked him the entire time in my arms, I was soooo fucking tired, but I just wanted to hold him up in the air while we fucked in the shower...two of my dreams. I wanted to show him how strong I was, and he wanted to show me how much he was into my thing. We talked about it years later, I gave him his little fantasy workout in the room, he gave me my fantasy of just tossing him around like a play thing :). I came really hard inside him, and he shot again all over the shower wall. We were both really tired now and went back to the room. We got dressed for bed, I kissed him and asked if he was ok with me being a little rough in the shower.
Justin: Well, lets not make it a regular thing, but I'll live.
Me: Well, don't expect me to do leg squats with your fat ass attached to me all the time either. (He weighted almost nothing)
We laughed, just looked at each other for a bit and went to bed. We never did get around to drinking much that night, but it wasn't needed that was for sure.
I woke up and Justin was in bed with me. Hmm I thought, we went to our own beds the night before. He had crawled up and behind me against the wall and was spooning me from behind. His morning wood was sticking through his boxers and poking me in my ass. I started lauging and he woke up.
Justin: Oh shit, sorry Brandon.
Me: Don't be, it felt nice, when did you crawl into bed with me?
Justin: I got cold last night and wandered over for heat, like a lost animal in the woods hahaha.
Me: Well do your thing cold animal, keep your course.
Justin: I know thats not your thing though Brandon, and its early, maybe we should just start the day.
He started to get up and I held him down behind me.
Me: Rub it up and down inside the crack of my ass Jus, spit in it for lube a couple of times.
He pulled down my boxer briefs spit a few times, and started to fake fuck me with his dick, rubbing it up and down against my ass, but never going inside. I really didn't even care if he did penetrate me, he was the only guy I ever met I even considered to let fuck me. A lot of that was that he wasn't very long or thick, but more of the reason was because it was him. He had made it clear he wasn't going to after that though. He wrapped his arms around my chest and put his head next to mine, I could hear his breathing get heavy.
Justin: Fuck your chest is so big.
He moved back a little bit and started to kiss my neck and back, he was getting close. He grunted loudly and came. Ugh ugh...he slowed down a little bit and leaned against the wall behind my bed.
Me: Who is gonna clean that mess up now?
So Justin experienced another new thing, he cleaned his cum out of my ass and was licking like no tomorrow. Thank god we showered the night before, I would have had swamp ass if I didn't. He finished and got out of bed getting his shower shit together. He looked a little faint and was still licking his lips a little.
Justin: Well, not exactly like I planned this morning, but I'll take it.
Me: Whore.
We laughted and showered separetly. The day rolled on without much happening. As we always did, we got our work done on Saturday, and Justin called Matt to set the thing up. What he didn't know was I called Shawn and asked him why so down low on your party tonight?
Shawn: Haha, you know man, I wanted Matt to take the reigns a little bit on this one, I knew you were gonna get invited and come, make him feel like he was the one making the decisions.
We hung up and agreed on a time. I had done the same thing to Justin, and it worked out well. Shawn was giving Matt some room to breath and be his own kid, just like I had done with Justin. We were getting ready for the party, unfortunately Ben couldn't go, he had a paper due and didn't make as much headway as he thought during the day on it. As you will read later, I could have used his help later on in the night.
Ben: Fuck sorry man, I really need to get this thing done before tomorrow. I'm going home early morning to do laundry and visit some people.
Me: Plenty of other times dude, no big deal.
Justin and I headed to Shawn's house, we gave Matt a ride too.
Well this wasn't a 20 person party, he had 50 people there already, and although it was a big house it was really cramped. Matt and Shawn said hi (and knew what later would bring) before Justin pulled him over to the beer pong tables.
Me: Who the fuck are all these people dude?
Shawn: No clue, but fuck it, I got 3 pong tables set, some guys are playing asshole at the living room table, how you been doing, haven't seen you in a bit?
Me: Good, sorry our work out sessions haven't been at the same time.
Shawn: Yea, well as a real position player, I need to work out more than my pussy muscles (he punched me in the gut in a playful manner).
Me: You never cease to be less of a cunt than I believed you to be before.
We started laughing and shooting the shit. Matt and Justin were playing well, Matt was getting better and Justin was, well Justin at beer pong. If it was a professional sport, he would have been rich. I walked over, and this built kid was talking to Justin. He was a younger guy, probably a freshman or sophmore, but he was a big dude. It started getting heated so I moved over quick. I never did learn his name. And came up in the middle of the conversation.
Justin: We (Matt and him) won the last game, you had winner, he just had to take a piss. You play us now.
Guy: Fuck that, you guys left the table, we're playing (his buddies and him), fuck off.
Matt came out of the bathroom and saw what was going on, I was just listening, see if Justin could handle this without help. Matt went over to Shawn and they both came over. I got closer to the big guy and told him he can pick a bud to play Justin and Shawn.
Guy: Who the fuck are you? The king of the party, go away, we have waited almost an hour to play.
Shawn was here now and heard what he said. This guy must have been 6'3" 230. A big monster, but like I said still looked really young. His friend or friends with him (I never knew) didn't look as tough and ready to front as he did, so they kinda backed off and mingled in the crowd a bit.
Shawn: Nah I'm the king of the party, you'll be playing soon enough man, just be patient.
Guy: Fine, just keep those little fags away if they win again. We are next up and we want to play against each other, not them.
Justin told him to shut the fuck up, and large kid didn't like that. He tried to move across the table to get at him, I stopped him and said calm down, and just play the rules, let it go. God I wanted to fucking kill him.
So things moved along and eventually it came to Justin and Matt playing the guys we didn't know. I never knew why Shawn just didn't throw them out, but he liked to keep things civil and hope everything worked out for the best. It didn't this time. They were trying to intimidate Matt and Jus the whole time, even though big guy's friend wasn't that big, he figured his buddy had his back and his dick felt bigger in his jeans because of it. I came over, I was starting to boil over.
Me: Hey, just fucking play the game dude, enough with the macho shit and trying to scare them...you arent playing for money, its a game.
Guy: Oh you must be a queer too like those two little boys over there, well then, go over there and suck their dicks while you watch us beat them haha.
Me: Time for you to leave. And I took his arm to move him out.
Whap, he hit me good on the chin with a right, I staggered but didn't fall down. I recovered, I knew I couldn't grapple him because he was taller and bigger (thats my prefered method of fighting usually, saves my face :)...He came at me and I dropped down lower, avoided his throw and hammered him in the stomach with my left hand (I'm left handed), he lost his breath and I rose up and hit him with my right hand on his throat (because he was turning) while I was coming back up. I thought it was over, and turned to look at Justin to tell him everything was fine. He had a look of horror on his face. I turned around and he had grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it over my top right forehead (still have the scar, but its not too bad, just another memory now)...Shawn was involved now and started hammering away at him. Be afraid of quick little guys in a fight. The kid eventually learned his lesson and the fight ended, to make a long story short. I was cut above my right eye on the forehead and was bleeding a lot. The party ended pretty quick after that and people left. I guess his buddy's weren't up for what was happening so they disappeared. Big guy stumbled out too, Shawn had given him a beating, I hoped I had loosened him up a little for him though haha. I needed to go back to the room.
Shawn: You ok to drive? Maybe you should get that looked at in the emergency room.
Me: I'm good, I just want to go home.
Justin held the paper towels on the cut on the ride home. He didn't say anything the whole way, but I could tell he was concerned by what he watched. We got back to the room, thankfully no RA's or campus police saw us. I knew questions would be asked if they saw Justin holding a paper towel over my open bloody wound going back to our rooms. Justin was a little shy about everything, I think this was his first real fight up close he ever saw. It was still only 11pm, the fight ended the party prematurely, so Justin put the music on. It looked like he was afraid to talk to me while I was looking at my cut in the mirror.
Justin: Is music ok? You want a drink?
Me: Steer the ship captain.
He walked over and checked my cut. He had a first aid kit his parents had given him and started to play doctor Justin. He dressed my wound the best he could and I was just staring at the wall. To be honest, that kid's shot to my jaw hurt more than anything else, and I was icing it while Justin was doing his thing watching me. We had a few drinks and said nothing, I just stared at the TV, whatever we had on I don't remember. He was afraid to talk I think, and I look back and feel shitty I didn't explain to him what happened. At the time though, I was getting agitated by knowing he was just looking at me the whole time.
Me: What!?
Justin: What?
Me: Why are you staring at me, jesus.
Justin: Are you ok Brandon?
Me: Yea, that monster had a tough punch for a young kid...man I can't believe he didn't break my jaw. Like fucking Rocky 4, Ivan whoever. (I was getting a little drunk now)
Justin: I meant the bottle Brandon, off your forehead...do you remember?
Me: Yea, easy kid. I don't have a concussion, his fist hurt much more than the bottle, believe me.
Justin: What can I do?
Me: Come over here and sit with me for a bit.
He came over and looked at me, he didn't know what to do. I tried to explain it the best I could with some booze in me. He spoke first.
Justin: You didn't need to do that, we were talking it out.
Me: He was being a cunt, and treating you and Matt like cunts. I did try to talk it out, he hit me first.
Nothing from Justin, he just got up and made two more drinks, came back over to the bed.
Justin: You would have destroyed him, why did you turn your back to him?
Me: I thought my lucky throat punch did him in, and I wanted to make sure his buddies weren't over near you and Matt trying to start something.
Justin: Shawn was pissed when he ran over. I saw the look on his face. He jumped the kid and started to pound on him.
Me: I guess thats what teammates do, set each other up, I took the beating, he took the glory (I tried to smile, my jaw was fucking killing me)
Justin laughed, but was still worried about me.
Justin: I was reading in the first aid kit manual, So I have to keep you up tonight, because you could die in your sleep from a concussion.
Me: Christ Jus, I don't have a concussion, I got knocked on the jaw, the bottle didn't hurt much, just cut me a bit.
Justin: (got angry) I'm fucking trying to help you, stop being an asshole.
Me: Sorry, Im not trying to be, I don't like losing a fight.
Justin: He hit you in the head with a bottle, you didn't lose anything. I might be your little glasses wearing freshman like you always tell me, but you are my hockey playing tough senior jock, you protected me tonight, I love you....
Me: I love you too, and I always will, come here, you will make me feel better than anything else in that fucking first aid book.
He laid down on the bed with me on his side, his head resting on my chest. God my jaw killed, and yea I might have had a concussion, but I didn't want Justin to worry. I would just like to say again, I hate fighting, I never liked it...it was just a situation that happened that night. So true to his word, Justin tried to keep me up all night. If I started to drift off he would shake me and start a weird random conversation.
Justin: My favorite color is blue, whats yours?
Stuff like that. My buddy cared so much, and after he read what the little book said, he was really scared that I would die. I closed my eyes eventually, and had to sleep. I was still awake with my eyes closed for a little bit, and I could hear him talking out loud.
Justin: Please God, don't let Brandon die, I don't know what I would do if something happened to him tonight. It was my fault this all happened, if we never met he would never be like this.
I heard him crying and he started to rub his hands on my head, he leaned down and kissed me on my forehead. I was almost gone, but I still remember him doing it that night. He decided he was sleeping with me, so he turned the TV and lights off and got into bed with me. He slept with his head on my chest as usual and just kept talking to me saying random things until he went to sleep.
I woke up Sunday morning and almost shit myself. Justin was 3 inches away from my face and staring at me.
Me: Jesus Justin! You scared the shit out of me.
Justin: I was monitoring your condition haha.
Me: Yea in a Silence of the Lambs kinda way, christ.
We hugged and he asked how I was feeling. My jaw was a little swollen but I was suprised I didn't look like the elephant man. Swedes are called blockheads for a reason I guess, I had always been able to take a punch...maybe not give it out as hard, but I could take one. Kinda a shitty thing to be known for I guess, taking a punch well haha.
Justin: Thanks for last night Brandon, you risked your life against that big kid for me.
Me: Dude, I don't care if he was 10 feet tall. I knew Shawny had my back, and we had plenty of the team there to clear things out. How does my cut look?
He came over and looked, apparently it wasnt as deep as we thought before, but just bled a lot. He changed the dressing and asked how I was gonna shower with the bandage on my head.
Me: Well go shower, you can give me a sponge bath :)
Justin left and looked a little excited. I mean we only had some plastic bins for the soap and water, and kitchen sponges, but what the fuck. I did stink, and I couldn't shower with the cut on my head. I took some advil, my head was pounding. By the time he came back to the room, I was feeling decent. I had put some body wash and hot water in one plastic tub, and hot water in another. He was a natural and was giving me a nice slow wash.
Justin: Just to warn you sir, I don't have much experience with washing cocks this small in size, so I may need to take my time to find everything.
Me: Maybe you need a new prescription for your glasses. I don't see anything small down there (we both laughed)
Of course I was hard by his touching, and he did wash my dick and balls really well. He got a lot better at handling balls, at first he attacked them, now he liked to roll them around in his hands gently. The rinse was better as he started to suck my tip while washing off the soap. I came in his mouth almost instantly, the whole washing thing and emotion from last night was a ton of sexual emotion too. Justin was a little surprised, swallowed and started to dry me off.
Justin: Woah, a little warning next time, I thought you were the experienced one in this, you lasted less than a minute.
Me: Has a lot to do with who is doing the work to me...oh whats his name again? Jacob? Jonathan?
We laughed and got dressed. It was about 1pm on sunday.
Justin: Can we talk a little about last night?
Me: I think I need a drink for this, make a few, we'll play some nhl 99 and talk about it after.
Justin: Ok.
It was weird, although I was a hockey player, I like madden more, and Justin liked playing nhl 99 more, he had no use for football. So we were a few drinks deep, and I could tell he was anxious to talk about the night before even though he was the one who wanted to do it. Our last game ended, and I turned over to look at him. I put music back on and grabbed us a few more drinks.
Me: Whats on your mind kid?
Justin: well...I was really worried about you last night, seeing you get hit with the bottle and everything that happened.
Me: You take the good with the bad Jus, sometimes parties are a blast, sometimes they take a bad turn like last night.
Justin: Yea but, it wasn't a bad turn, it was you fighting that big asshole, and I was really scared for you, I didn't want you to get hurt...or die. (He started crying a little)
Me: You take chances in life Justin, to protect the things and thoughts you have. And yea I could have been hurt worse, but I'm not afraid of situations like that, you can't be either. Stand for what you believe in, and yea, sometimes you take a beating, its part of life. I was afraid he was gonna hurt you, and I thought about killing him in my head.
Justin: I know, I could tell by the look on your face, you still shouldn't have turned around after hitting him.
Me: You were more important to me at that time than I was.
Justin started to hug me.
Justin: Can I ask you something?
Me: Sure, anything, anything in the world and I will always give you a straight answer kid.
Justin: What happens after this year, you will graduate and I will be alone.
My heart dropped. We were only a few months into the year and had plenty of time left together, but I guess he was already thinking about what I had tried to avoid.
Me: Listen, we only live like 30 mins from each other at home, and I am only 45 mins away from campus, nothing will change if you don't want it to dude.
Justin: So no matter what happens right? You and Me?
Me: No matter what dude, but you'll meet other people when I leave Justin. I know we have the whole year, so lets just not think about that for now and enjoy what we have. If its good, it will seem to last forever.
Justin started crying and told me he knew that.
Justin: Was it the same for you when you met your first guy friend and they left?
Me: Buddy, when did I say I was leaving? I said you would find someone else, have other great times, thats all. I'm never leaving you...ever. We will be friends forever.
Justin: I want THIS forever though. This whole world thats going on...(still crying)
Me: I know, everyone wants the best things they have to last forever, but it doesn't work that way. Real life comes into interupt good things, and you will make a new whole world with other people, you will be fine...you are a tough..
I started crying a little bit.
Me:..tough strong young man, and I'm glad I found you....you will have no problem surviving Jus. You will have Ben, and Shawn is only a Junior...Matt....You are still my hot little glasses wearing freshman and always will be dude. (I tried to smile through my tears and shitty feeling jaw)
Justin really started crying, and although we had many many more nights together, this was the specific night he understood what we had was never going to last forever, and it didn't. We are still close friends, but it was different in college living with someone you cared about, sharing meals, showers, beds...sex. It would never be the same again after the year ended, but thats how life works.
I brought him down on the bed with me and started kissing him. Every breath you take buddy, I'll be watching you. And I still do to this day, and always will.
Thanks for reading.
Maybe in the future I will write more about us, but I was crying pretty much throughout writing this last part, so I need a break. For now this will be the last chapter. I'll write about other stuff I did while in highschool and college, only true story stuff. I don't write fantasy, and writing this is helping me as much as I hope it helped you. Peace.