THE GLORY HOLE SAGAS Chapter Thirteen
Tuesday On Campus, with Bruises
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CHAPTER 13
The phone rang a little before 7 AM on Tuesday morning. With a groan, I yelled over to Matt to answer it. It took me a few seconds to realize that he was in the process of fucking his newly accepted permanent Slave, Harvey in a very gentle way. But the phone was on Matt's nightstand, so he reached out and picked it up, not stopping his languid thrusts.
He yelled over to me, "Hey, lazybones, it's your buddy, Sam. Get you hot little ass out of bed before I decide to rape it." I could hear the teasing tone in his voice. He knew how important finding the right man to give my ass cherry to was to me, and he actually agreed with me. I think he was putting on a show of dominance for Harvey.
"Fuck you, Matt. Remember the secrets I found in the drawer with your towels." My Vietnam vet roommate had a collection of gay porn he had hidden there while pretending to be straight, many of them featuring pictures of young men who looked remarkably like me fucking men who looked just like him. We had established that it was just a crush from thinking I was straight and unobtainable. Now that we were fuck buddies, his obsession with me was decreased, although he was still having an affair with a guy named Ralph who lived in our dorm building, who everyone says looks like my twin. I haven't met him yet, and Matt and Tom were wondering about the fact that we had the same last name, Williams, which is also Harvey's last name. And the name of our college, which is located in Williams county. We had explained how our mutual ancestor was a horny old bastard who went about impregnating women all over the place, and supporting them and their brats as long as they named the kids "Williams". A quarter of the county has our last name.
I padded over to get the phone, my morning piss-hard on waving in Harvey's face as Tom watched the byplay between me and Matt. He wasn't aware of our newfound friendship, and I was still new at teasing other men. Less than a week earlier, when I had accidentally discovered my attraction to anonymous sex with men in a toilet with glory holes on campus, I had been quite shy and timid. Now I was assertive and downright overbearing at times. The night before, I had made a big football jock who I didn't like because he had pissed me off on campus by making a comment about my girlfriend (yes, I still dated girls!) into my slave boy by the power of my will, and his weak nipples in a raunchy backroom sex-bar, and then gave him to Sam to use as a toy, since Sam's pregnant wife was out of town for a few days visiting relatives in Texas.
"Hey, kid. I wanted to ask you a question about your boy-toy over here." I grunted. He knew how I felt about the motherfucker. I had told the stupid jock that one of the conditions of accepting him as my slave was that he was not to tell me his name. I had renamed him Cum Dump.
"Did Cum Dump fuck up, Sam?"
"Hell, no. he's doing great. He has no classes this morning, and I decided to skip my one class to keep using him. I just wanted to know if I had your permission as his owner to shave his ass crack and hole. You ordered him to keep it shaved, but he said he didn't know if he had your permission to let me do it. I'd say you had him totally broken, pal. That was a brilliant move, buddy. It will sure humiliate him when his teammates see it, and make whipping his pussy easier."
"Hell, do what you want with the fucking scumbag. I don't give a shit." I grunted. I really didn't. If Sam wasn't married, I'd GIVE him my "toy", since he annoyed me.
"Are you two having a family feud, Ike? His name is Williams, too."
I groaned. "Order Cum Dump to tell you why the college is named Williams College, in Williams County where a quarter of the folks are named Williams. I never met him until this week, so as far as I know we are not related in any way. My dad was orphaned young, and had no close family. So have fun with his sorry ass. And remind him that I WILL publicly humiliate him on campus if he speaks to me."
Matt and Harvey were eager to hear the story, but I didn't want to tell it. Tom, however, my new "best buddy", who I had beaten up in a fistfight over his "girlfriend' Terry and then fucked (Sam took sloppy seconds) was eager to tell the tale.
I had been dominating Tom sexually all night, so while he told the story, I began giving him a tongue bath, remembering the things that some of the studs in the t-room had done to me. He went wild for a few second while I licked out his pits, and held my head to his tits, ordering me to chew them until I got too rough.
I licked his balls, then deep throated his cock, making him holler. Fortunately, our dorm suite was in a building built specifically for the International Art's Festival held each summer quarter at Williams', and is designed for musicians, so totally soundproofed. When Tom gave them a verbatim report of how I humiliated Cum Dump in the bar part of the Rusty Spike, after dominating him and sexually humiliating him in the backroom part, both rough sex studs gave a low whistle.
"Sorry I left and missed that." Harvey joked. "But then I wouldn't be wearing Master Matt's two slave collars, the leather one and the real, secret one, this morning. And my ass wouldn't feel like a train had gone through it."
Matt slapped his ass affectionately. He picked up the phone and called Ralph, who he knew had an early class on Tuesdays, and asked him about his feelings about a three-way with Harvey Williams, who he had hooked up with the night before. Across the room I could hear "Fuck, yes! See you guys at 7!" from the phone, as Matt held the phone away from his ear! We all laughed at Ralph's eagerness.
"Well, Ike. We will officially be out of your hair during your date tonight with this anonymous member of the swim team. Tell him that the OTHER anonymous member of the swim team who you knows is eagerly awaiting a three way with you."
Tom stiffened at the mention of my date with Nick. I looked up at him, plopping his cock form my mouth. "Hey, you jealous fucking asshole! I thought we got this settled last night. YOU are my number one Special Buddy. No one will replace you in that job, even the lucky man who I give my ass cherry to. At first it was sort of sweet to realize you got jealous hearing about my date with Nick, but now it's getting on my nerves, buddy. Am I going to have to beat your cute ass up on campus for you to get the message through your thick, stubborn skull?"
"No, Ike. Jealousy IS one of those things I have to overcome, isn't it, it I want to get Terry to marry me? I've loved her since I got my first hard-on. Much as I love your hard dick pounding my ass and throat, and love sucking cock and getting dicked through glory holes, you know that I'll be willing to give it all up if she tell me she wants me to. I just hope she's as understanding and tolerant as Sam's wife. And Mel's wife. I decided last night that I'm telling her the truth about me over Thanksgiving break. I can't keep asking her to marry me without being totally honest.. I'll leave you out of it. Your sex life is your business. Ike, I promise you, I'll be a good boy, and let you have all the boyfriends you want, as long as you have some room for me in this bed. I don't give a shit if there's a man or three with us. Hell, I'd love it!" We all laughed. "I guess I`m just a male slut. I LOVE sex. ALL sex."
"Remember, stick close to me all day, except when you have a class, so we can convince everyone on campus that although our faces look like shit, we are the best of friends, and that our fight was a friendly one. It has to start at breakfast. And your tolerance may be tested at breakfast, buddy."
"How?"
"There's this hot redheaded stud who I keep flirting with in the dining hall. One or the other of us is always with someone. The one time he was alone, I was with Terry, plotting how to make her Mrs. Tom Richards. Well, if I see him alone at breakfast, I'm inviting him over to join us, so you better not have one of your famous jealous fits, buddy. I think that he's fucking hot, and I think the feeling is mutual, so I just HAVE to meet that redhead if we see him alone in the dining hall."
"Hey, don't worry. I need to practice not being jealous, and you meeting a stud for the first time is pretty good practice. I'm pretty sure that even if you introduce me as your fuck-buddy, which may NOT be the best idea, you'll just be making a first connection in public, even if the two of you were alone."
Matt spoke up. "Yeah, Ike. Until you are positive he's gay, coming on directly is a dangerous thing. He just may have you confused for someone who looks like you, like Ralph, or some other Williams quasi-relative. Come on TOO strong, and you may end up with a mouth full of knuckles, and a bad reputation as a pushy faggot. So be cool, buddy. I know how hard it is when a man is hot and looks available. I went through something like this my first quarter, and I was glad I went slow. He was straight, and thought we had been in `Nam together. We had, actually."
I went back to my oral pleasuring of my buddy Tom, and Matt went back to a gentle fuck of his slave. I was puzzled until Tom whispered to me, "I guess after Matt shoving his fist up there last night, that's about all Harvey-boy can take right now."
He wasn't as quiet as he thought. Matt said: "Wrong, my little punk. I decided to show my slave this morning that I respect him as a man."
Tom began to breath heavily, and was ramming up into my throat. He gave me a nice load of hot jizz as he gave a loud "Oh, FUCK!".
Matt now said. "Now that you two are done fooling around, you can see how much I proved to Harvey that I respect him. Haul your asses over here, boys." We did, puzzled. "Take a look at my ass." It was red, and greasy, and cum leaked out of it as he pumped faster into Harvey, who was begging him to fuck him harder. Matt shut him up with a deep kiss as we went back to my bed. Tom's clothing was a mess from our fight and the Rusty Spike, so I dragged him into the shower for a quick wash before going to his dorm room to get dressed, but he couldn't resist the hardon I got from sucking him. He soaped it up, and impaled his hungry ass on my cock. He used his ass muscles to get me off quickly, while I used a washcloth to clean the rest of his body. After I popped a load inside of him, I washed his ass and legs, and then he washed me.
I got dressed in clothing a little less sexy than I had been dressing for the last few days since my self-discovery of my sexuality and my assertive nature. As I dressed, I realized that it wasn't even a week since I had accidentally found that Glory Hole ridden T-Room which changed my life. It had also been that long since I had jerked off.
We left Matt with his "non-lover" and got on the elevator. It went down one floor, and a guy with a mustache who looked like my twin got on. We stared at each other for a few seconds, and both grinned. I put out a hand "You HAVE to be Ralph Williams. I can see why Harvey and Matt think we're twins. I think I'll grow my mustache back soon, and we'll REALLY look alike."
He shook it. "And you're the Ike that everyone keeps mistaking me for. Like that hot security guard you have a date with, cousin. I almost lied and took him back to my room, but my asshole brother was in the room. He may be gay, but he's a royal pain in the ass, and NOT IN a not nice way. As a football player, he thinks he's a gift to all men. I think he`s full of shit." We all laughed. He was looking at our bashed faces.
"Yep, I'm Ike. And this is my best buddy Tom Richards." I put my arm over the shorter stud's arm. "We got a little drunk last night and got into a friendly disagreement about a woman."
"Sounds like a strange thing for two gay guys to get into a fight about. Tom, you reek of mansex, and Matt told me he finally discovered Ike was gay."
"Actually, cousin, I think we're both bisexuals who prefer guys. We're both still dating girls. And I only realized I liked sex with guys this past Wednesday - less than a week. Now, I've already had more sex with men in six days that I've had with girls since I lost my virginity as a teenager. It's been a lot hotter and I think I'm falling in love with a certain man, but I also think I want to have kids eventually. I think it's safe to say I'm fucking confused at this point."
We got to the lobby, and Ralph jogged off to his class, which he was late for. As we headed to Tom's dorm, I saw Jeff coming towards us. To my surprise, Tom said. "If you want a few minutes to talk to the man you love, Ike, I'll meet you back here in ten minutes."
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"I was sitting there when you told the story about spending the night with Jeff Hamilton to Mel. I just didn't mention that I have him in another class. You lucky bastard." he hit my hip with his as he speeded up ahead.
Stunned, I stood there waiting for Jeff. Tom said hello to him, and I saw Jeff do a double take at his beaten face. Then Jeff saw me at a distance, leaning against a tree. I saw his face break into a grin and my heart skipped a beat. IS he the ONE? I`ll end up with internal injuries! I wasn't too sure that would bother me, as long as I died in Jeff's arms, his dick in my bleeding ass. Wow, do I have an overactive imagination! I wasn't 100% sure that Jeff wanted more that a few more hot fucks from me. But watching the red-bearded giant walk towards me was a REAL turn on.
I was smiling as he jogged p to me, his face serious. "Are you responsible for Mr. Richards' bashed in face, Ike?"
"Well, let's just say that he almost stated the fight we eventually had in our math class. But now we're the best of friends. We just had to clear up a personal issue. It's all cleared up, Jeff. And now I'm talking to my favorite man on all the Earth, and so happy I could pass out." I had made sure the was no one near us when I said this, so I felt free to run a finger down his arm, making him groan.
"You are some kid, Ike. No, make that Some hot stud. I have reason to know you are NOT a kid!" He smirked at me. "And I'll admit that YOU are my favorite man in the whole worlds, too." He gave me that killer smile. I almost died right there.
"Jeff, I'm glad I ran into you. There were two important questions I wanted to ask you. First, what are you doing Friday night?"
He leered at me. "Hopefully, EXACTLY what we were doing last Friday night, Ike. Dinner and passion. And then in the morning, passion and breakfast."
I grinned at him. "Just what I hoped you would say. And since I'm a bit more experienced than I was last Friday, hopefully you'll be in for a better time." I was his eyes light up. "No, not THAT experiences. I still haven't selected the man to do the cherry popping honors yet. The other thing is a favor. I was really impressed by your body last week, and I'd love to have half as good a body as you do. So I was wondering if you could take me into the Phys. Ed building with you and start teaching me to lift weights. It might help me with my fencing."
"Fencing? What about fencing? The quarter is almost over."
"Oh, did I forget to tell you? Mr. Brenner asked me to join the fencing team, and I agreed. I am officially a fucking jock. Literally - Brenner is gay, although I haven't had sex with him. Yet." I grinned at him.
He looked stricken. "I wish we weren't in the middle of a walk, so I could give you a hug and kiss for congratulations. How did you find out about Neil Brenner? He avoids the T-room, except when he's VERY desperate. And he doesn't have any distinguishing features, unless you count a hot hairy body and nice sized cock. But YOURS is much nicer."
"Well, Sam took Tom and me to a place called the Rusty Spike last night too celebrate my joining the team. I saw him there. He sort of freaked out, but we talked about it while he was screwing my buddy Mels ass, and we worked it out. And how do YOU know Mr. Brenners body so well?"
He laughed. "You sound jealous, Ike. I kind of like it. I've known Neil since my freshman year. I was the one who first took him to the Rusty Spike. And yes, if you MUST know, we were lovers for awhile when we were both in grad school. He was in the Navy, too, before going to college. He's got an impressive tattoo in a very private place."
"Well, since we've agreed to fool around on away meets, I'll make sure to hunt carefully for it, Jeff. That is, if ... never mind."
Tom was walking towards us. "What, Ike? What were you going to say? Oh, damn, your friend is coming back."
"Tom found out about us by accident, so don't worry. I was just going to make a stupid joke, Jeff. Forget about it. I'm just really happy about Friday night. I... Jeff.. I didn't want to not be with you this week. I.. Jeff..." I found myself blushing.
Jeff sort of blushed. "Me too, Ike." He put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. "Me too, Ike. Until our Friday." He left and headed towards his office. Or the T-room. Or both.
Tom had been standing there towards the end. "What was that all about?"
"What the fuck are you talking about, you little asshole?" I was grinning from ear to ear. I'm Jeff's favorite man in the whole world! And Tom had NOT overheard that.
"Don't take this the wrong way, Ike, but the two of you sounded like...well, like you were a couple. All those unfinished sentences and the happy way you looked at each other. Man, if Terry looked at me the way Mr. Hamilton was looking at you..."
"We were talking about him teaching me to lift weights, Tom. And my being on the fencing team."
He leered at me, and said in a friendly, teasing tone: "You fucking liar. You MAY have mentioned those things, but you were making cow eyes at each other and Hamilton mentioned a date on Friday. Man, you got it bad, buddy."
"Tom, I'm not sure if I do or if I don't. No one knows this but you. There are days when I'm sure that I'm in love with him, and an hour later, I think I'm crazy to fall for one of my fucking teachers, who's a millionaire and has a dick over 13" long. Because the man I fall in love with is..."
"The one you give your ass to for the first time. I know. Don't you think that he knows how to do it gently? And what do you mean, a millionaire?"
I had my arm over his shoulder as we walked. We were getting strange looks at your beat up faces. "What did your roommate say about your face, Tom?"
"I had told him about you going after Terry yesterday, so I just told him about our fight, and our agreement. AND you're changing the topic. Millionaire??"
"Another thing for you to keep secret, although as other friend are invited to his house, they'll find out. Jeff Hamilton is descended from Alexander Hamilton, and he's filthy rich. He lives alone in a real live mansion he inherited from his grandmother here in town. He followed an old family tradition and served as an enlisted man in the navy before he went to college. And WAIT until you see him with no top on. He's been lift weights for years, and his body fur is as red as his head hair. That`s why I asked him to teach me to lift weights."
"Yeah, your not in love with the man." Tom laughed.
"Well, I have three dates with other men lined up so far. So I really haven't made a choice. The closest I've come to making a choice is to decided that the man who I pick will be one available for a relationship, so no one married, not even Sam and his understanding wife. If I'm picking a special man to fall in love with, and I suspect that's the only person I could want to fuck me first, a man I love, we're going to be a couple. Maybe not exclusive, but boyfriends. Sorry, Tom."
"Oh, I already figured that out last night. But just give it to the millionaire English teacher who's hung like an elephant who you're madly in love with and get it over with, will you? I'd like a chance to get a piece of your beautiful furry ass before I'm an old man." He grinned at me as we got to the Dining Hall.
My handsome redhead was there, with all his buddies again. He looked at me with stricken eyes. I gave him a little wave, and he took the risk of waving back. Terry came in and saw us, and I thought that she'd faint. She got her food and joined us, sitting opposite us. She glared at me. "YOU, Mr. Williams, are a BRUTE!"
"Terry, you are now looking at the two best friends on campus", Tom said to her. "I was wrong to almost start a fight with Ike in math class yesterday, and last night, we were both walking in Jefferson Park. I began yelling at him, and shoving him. Ike had a buddy with him, who just held our jackets, so we decided that the fight was going to happen sometime or other, why not then and there. Better than on campus where we would embarrass you. Well, you can guess what happened. He knocked me out, and was sitting on me when I came to. He offered to be buddies, and help me grow up and become a man instead of a spoiled teenager. I realized he was right, and the three of us went to a bar. Ike's buddy is a married man, so he could help me to understand women better, too. Terry, I apologize for making a fool of myself all these years, and for acting like a jackass. I promise to stop bothering you. In fact, I already found a date for that Halloween party yesterday. I'm leaving you alone from now on, and dating other women. Have fun with Ike." I could have hugged him. We hadn't planned this, but it was the perfect speech. Now TERRY was jealous, without the right to be.
Terry stared at us. I said "Terry, about the party. It's at the Williams' Hotel downtown, right?" She nodded. "Well, if I drive us there and back, I'll restrict myself to one or two drinks and not have a very good time the night before my birthday, and since you DID say you wanted to sample certain talents of mine..." I leered at her and she laughed, "I had an idea. Would you do me the honor of sharing a room at the hotel for the party? We'd have a place to get dressed before and a comfortable place for.. afterwards. Better than the backseat of a car. Consider it my real birthday gift. Waking up in the morning with you." I put a hand on her cheek lightly. She blushed. Man, I'm GOOD.
Terry looked at Tom for signs of jealousy. He was just smiling. "What a great idea! I'll suggest the same thing to my date."
"Well, all four of us can drive over in my car together, Tom." I said.
Terry had eaten two bites of her lunch, but this was too much for her. She got up and was about to leave. "Ike, did you know that you have a twin on campus. A guy named Ralph Williams? I walked up to him yesterday and started talking to him, and it took me thirty seconds to realize he had a mustache. You should grow one."
"If a mustache would please you, milady, then I'll grow one. Actually, I'd heard about him for awhile, and then Tom and I met him on our way here. It WAS sort of like looking in a mirror. Get Tom to explain to you why we are most likely not related. I've explained it to five people in two days, and I'm tired of it."
"Oh, I've heard all about the vast extended Williams clan of Williams County, and how most of you are only distantly related from a girl in my dorm, when Nancy wanted to know if she was a relation of yours. But the resemblance is uncanny."
"There are no known portraits of the original Jeremiah Stockton Williams, so we don't know what features are from him. Jeremiah Stockton Williams II, who founded this college, is reported to have looked just like his mother, so his portrait in Founder's Hall does no good. I know that I had a lot of classmates in high school who could pass as my brothers, sisters and cousins, and none of them were related at all."
She looked at the two of us again, and shook her head. She took her tray across the room to join some other girls.
"Tom, you were fucking brilliant. Now SHE is jealous of YOU! With no right. How many times has she told you to date other women? We have to find you a few other women to date. Maybe some beards."
"You want me to date bearded women?"
"No, a `beard' is a lesbian who will date a gay man so both can pass as straight. Jeff told me about that. I'm not sure where I'd find some.. I'll ask Jeff."
The redhead was leaving with a friend. He stopped and looked at us. There was no mistaking the lust in his eyes, and he winked at me. I winked back, and he gave me a leer.
Tom laughed. "OK, I'm no expert, but he WAS flirting with you. And he IS HOT. If you do fuck him, I want an invitation to a three way."
I laughed. "And what if I fall I love with him, Tom, and don't want to share the love of my life?"
"Bullshit. The love of your life is a redhead, but a LOT taller. And you already have been to bed with him, and have a date with him Friday. Offer him your ass then and get the waiting over with."
"You are forgetting three details, my best buddy. One, he's a teacher. Two, I have offered at least four men a chance at the job, and have not gone out with them even once yet. And three - well, make that almost 14. VERY fat inches that is. Although I'm sure he knows how to use that monster expertly, I have only been fooling around with guys for six days, So excuse me if I'm terrified of the idea that tree trunk going in my virgin ass. How the HELL, did you actually become my best friend, Tom? It was supposed to be an act."
"After last night? We share the biggest secret on Campus. So why not a few more?" we laughed as we went on campus. Since we were both A students, we both decided to cut some classes and hang out for maximum exposure as "best buddies"; the library, the student union, a few trips for snacks to the dining room, and walks across campus whenever classes changed.
By lunch we had guys joking with us about fighting over a girl when we were obviously such good buddies. A few seemed puzzled that they had never seen us together before, but we managed to sidestep that one.
By two in the afternoon, we felt that we had accomplished our mission. Tom was horny as hell, but I wanted to save myself for my date. I suggested he use the t-room in the basement, and to my surprised, he wasn't aware of it. He knew a few off campus ones, and two on-campus ones I had not been aware of and which he promised to show to me. As we headed to the Administration building, Cum Dump was walking towards me, looking rumpled. He was walking oddly, probably courtesy of Sam's mistreatment of him.
He was an obedient slave boy, and barely looked at me. But I had NOT given him any instructions about any of my boyfriends,, and he gave TOM a look that could kill. I put my arm over Tom's shoulder, and his eyes went to the walk.
We laughed at him as he walked passed us, and I made a comment about "big men on campus who are really just pussies." His hands turned into fists, but he kept walking.
"Ike, are you TRYING to provoke that football playing asshole into a fight? Because although you are a great fighter, he is bigger and stronger than you. You might end up getting raped as vengeance."
"I don't know what it is about him. His comment was just sort of insulting, and I shot off a more insulting answer. But every time see that fucker, my blood boils. I can actually imagine myself using him in that scary last room in the Rusty Spike, and using his admittedly hot muscle-body hard, then leaving him hanging from some beam by cuffs to be taken by any man who wanted his sorry carcass. From the second time I saw him, I hated his fucking guts. I never felt that way about anyone. When we were mashing each other's tits last night, I decided that I wouldn't give in no matter how hard he used me, but he caved while I was still enjoying the rough treatment. He really is a weak pussy-boy in a big-bully's body. I think after last night, he knows that I know it, and he is truly a broken man. I doubt he`ll ever even raise his voice to me."
"Now, let me show you the secret to finding the T-room, which is also the secret to finding Jeff's office - it's across the hall." I showed him the arrows.
"Ike, I just had a brilliant idea. One of my cousins, who Terry never met because he's always lived here, owns the Williams' Hotel. How about if I ask him to have a reservations "error" and put us in a small suite. There are a group of them - two bedroom, and a small sitting room with a bar. The best part is, they share a bathroom."
"And why is that such a brilliant idea, oh best buddy of mine?"
"These small suits were made out of very large, lavish suites which stopped being stylish, so weren't being rented. So the walls are thin. Like in we could hear each other having sex. And I know the perfect suite - it has a working fireplace."
"There are times, Thomas Richards, when I think there might be hope for you yet." I grinned at him. "Sounds perfect. And I have an added touch. Your date is very, VERY horny, right?" He nodded. "Get her to turn down my offer for a ride and go earlier to the hotel, and be fucking when we get there. Or better yet, be doing some of the foreplay I'll teach you. Terry can't suspect anything; it's the hotel which made the error and put us in the same suite."
He laughed. We made the last turn and I saw Jeff's door open. "Let me tell Jeff I'm just showing you the t-room." He made kissing noises a me, and I gave him a playful shove. It's amazing the amount of affection I had for a man who 24 hours earlier I was willing to bash in the face. "You know, this may sound stupid, but I feel like you're the brother I never had, Tom."
"No, that's nice. My only brother is ten years older than me, so we aren't close. He's almost as big an asshole as Dad. And I'm sort of feeling that way about you, Ike." We hugged.
I peeked into Jeff's office. He looked up, surprised. "I'm just showing Tom where the t-room is, and after he has the layout, I'll come back real quick to say hello. My big handsome stud." I left him.
I took Tom in, and his eyes were wide. Earl was in the middle to the room, just about to suck the load out of a spectacularly hung basketball player who must have been seven feet tall. He had his nose buried in the tall stud's pubic bush just as he began to cum. Tom stared as Earl leaned back and let around twelve fat inches of cock show, except for the head, which he sucked on to get the load. The player thanked him and split.
The sounds from all the cubicles were pretty loud and wild. I motioned Earl over and introduced him to "My best buddy, Tom, another expert cock sucker with a great and talented ass." and asked him to show him a good time, since I had a meeting with a teacher. Earl looked at your faces. I grinned. "Even best friends get drunk and have stupid fights. We did last night. Don't bother asking for details. It's too stupid for words. Tom, Earl here has the most talented throat on campus - not just the demonstration you saw, but he`s a great singer." I slapped Tom on the ass and left.
I went into Jeff's office. He was standing next to the door, and before I knew it, it was locked, I was in his arms, and he was kissing me with passion. I pushed him back against the wall and returned the favor, then backed off.
"Well, that was some welcome." I grinned.
"What took you so long to take a man to a t-room?"
"I introduced him to my buddy Earl. The skinny black guy who can swallow a python?" He nodded, grinning. "And Earl was doing just that to a football player who was about to pop a load as we came in. Then I had to explain our faces."
"Do I get an explanation?"
"Is `a stupid fight between best friends' enough of an explanation? Or can it wait until we're in bed on Friday, sharing a post coital cigarette?"
"How about a quick fuck now, and then explain it? My ass is so hot for you right now, Ike."
"I'm sorry, Jeff. I have a date with a closet case who I tricked into this date, so I should rest, and then save everything for him. But I'm so horny for you, and watching Earl gave me ideas." I sat and put my hands on his belt. His pants fell to the floor, and I pulled down his jock strap. He was hard as marble, and I licked off his precum.
I don't think I will ever get tired of sucking Jeff Hamilton's beautiful cock. From this angle, I could look up at his handsome face looking down at me, petting my head. He took off his sweater, and I got a view of his magnificent body. The wily bastard!
Five minutes later, he was on his back on his desk, and I was ramming my cock into his already greased, clutching ass. I was reaching down to kiss him, or bite a nipple. "You bastard!" I grinned. "You knew once you took your top off, you'd get what you wanted from me. You're almost irresistible dressed. Naked, I'm helpless, Jeff Hamilton." I rammed in harder, making him moan. He was thrusting his tail up to meet my ramming cock, and squeezing down on me. I knew this was going to be a short fuck; I suspected he had a class to teach. I grinned.
"What are you grinning about, Stud?"
"I was just thinking that if the reason you're in such a rush to get me to shoot my load in this hot ass of yours is that you have a class to teach, it will be with my load dripping out of your ass and down your leg."
"Hmm, I hadn't thought of that. What a marvelous idea! And it's a freshman composition class, so I'm always bored. This will make me really happy, having the load of the hottest man on earth dripping down out of my well fucked ass... oh FUCK!!" I felt the spasms starting. He grabbed the base of his cock to keep himself from shooting.
"Oh, baby, I love it when you start cumming suddenly! Holy fuck!" I rammed in and started to dump a massive load in him. As soon as I was done, I dropped and took his cock in my mouth. He let his hand loose, and flooded me with his boiling load of spooge, while pushing his legs higher in the air.
I took his last drop I my hungry mouth, and still held his legs up until laughing, he batted my hands, demanding that I let him go. "I just wanted to make sure it got really up there, to last for the entire class." I grinned at him. It was amazing. We had learned to do all of that hot and passionate sex in whispers. It actually made it even hotter.
He took a tissue and plugged his ass with it. "I'll take it out in the men's room down the hall form my classroom. That way it will all me there for me to have running down my leg. Am I glad I wore loose pants today and not my usual loose jeans." we kissed again.
"Ike, sit down a second, I want to tell you something important." I sat, worried at the look on is face. "Saturday, I went to visit my department Chairman, who I've known since I was a freshman. He's a good friend, and if our relationship continues to develop, you'll find this out anyway. He was faithful to his wife while she was alive, but since he became widowed, he's started sleeping with guys. You might even find him in the t-room."
"Why..?"
"I decided to tell him about us, because as far as I was concerned, I didn't want it to be a one night stand, and I didn't want anyone ever saying you got your A+ by sleeping with me. I gave him copies all of your previous work, and he agreed that you are a talented and promising writer. HE will be grading your papers for the rest of this quarter, and I will not allow you to register for any of my classes again, Ike."
"Why not? I like your as a teacher."
"Because I care about you. A lot. I could never be objective about your work again, even if we stopped seeing each other today. And I needed you to know the truth the way I needed the chairman to know the truth right away. Better he know it the day after it happened than found out about it months later. As it is, he wishes us luck. And he's jealous. I pointed you out on campus, and he thinks you're a hot fucker. Ike, this isn't trying to make you make a decision about us, or a commitment. It was more about trying to protect us both."
I nodded. "Jeff. I have feelings for you. But I'm confused. I just started fucking around with men six days ago, I'm still fucking women, so can you be patient with me while I sort it out? Tom thinks I'm in love with you, by the way."
"What do you think, Ike?"
"Well, let's just say it's wouldn't be hard for me to fall in love with you. And I may be, and just not realize it. But I promised a few men a chance to convince me that THEY are the right guy to take my cherry. And I decided I will only give it to the man I love, and who I can have a relationship with. So married men are out. So is Tom - he's in love with a woman, too, and has been all of his adolescent years. And she's in love with her. He's going to tell her at Thanksgiving that he's bisexual and see how she deals with it. So, until Friday?"
"Until Friday. Hey, wait! You have a class with me tomorrow, kiddo. So have a great date tonight. And fuck him once really hard for me."
"He'd love that. He's in your class, too, and has the hots for you; and does NOT know about us, Jeff. So I'll give him that fuck for you, and tell him to pretend it's you." We laughed as he gave me a kiss, and unlocked the door for me to go, first feeling my ass up.
We were joking, but his eyes were saying "Just don't fall in love with the man."
But that is another story.
Note: I have run out of the original stories, and I am now writing totally original material, so the adding of new chapters will slow down a bit. I have extensive notes on the way I plan for the rest of the story to go, and it is planned through the rest of "Ike's" school year, and we've still in OCTOBER, guys!