Higher Education
Chapter Two
By
Percxyz@aol.com
Sam drove the several hours back to his home from college alone. He could have gotten plenty of people to ride with him. The bulletin board was full of notices and requests from students without wheels who would have shared the cost of gas, at the very least. But Sam wanted the time alone to think. He put the radio on, but only loud enough to be just barely heard. Then the words that Josh had said to him before he left the dorm room played through his mind over and over.
He had been packing up the last of what he needed for a week at home and Josh had been sitting on his bed, watching him. As he put the last of his stuff in and got ready to zip up the duffel bag, Josh leaned over, pulled open the drawer of the bedside table and reached inside. He pulled out a tube of lube and tossed it onto the top of Sam's duffel bag.
"What the fuck is this for?" he asked, looking over at Josh sitting bare chested, as he almost always did, propped up on pillows against the headboard. Sam felt his cock react to seeing his sexy jock roommate only half clothed, but willed it down.
"What do you think it's for, dumbass? It's lube for you."
"I know what lube is and even how it's used, Josh," Sam replied sarcastically. "You've shown me time and time again. But why give it to me?"
"Because up until now I've been protecting you, so yo haven't needed your own supply. When you needed cock, I let you have mine." Josh grinned at the blush that still came across his jock roommate's face when he was reminded that he took dick in the mouth and up the ass. "When you go home and are on your own, I won't be there looking out for ya."
"Looking out for me?" Sam laughed. "I can take care of myself, buddy. I've been in my share of fights and won most of them. So there's no problem there," Sam said. Then he paused and looked intently at Josh before continuing, "But you're giving me lube so you think that the problem is about what you and I have been doing. If so, you can be sure that there isn't anyone in my home town who's gonna try to rape me. I can whip the asses of just about anyone. You know that. Besides, you think that some dude who did try to rape me is gonna stop and carefully lube up before doing it?"
Josh laughed at that. "Sam, I know you can take care of yourself, but you aren't following what I mean. I haven't been protecting you from other guys, at least not directly. I've been protecting you from yourself." Josh looked at Sam and saw confusion on the guy's face.
"Protecting me from myself? What the fuck does that mean?" Josh had been teaching Sam a lot about himself. But the basic truth about what Sam wanted and needed, while Josh knew Sam understood it intellectually, he also knew Sam didn't grasp what it really meant or didn't want to admit it to himself. Josh knew it was time for another lesson.
"It means that while you've learned a lot about yourself, who you are and what you like," he cupped his hand on his crotch and grinned inwardly as Sam's eyes zeroed in on his package and he blushed, "you haven't really learned all the ramifications of it yet. Look at it this way. When you walked into this room on day one, would you have believed me when I told you that not only would you be sucking my cock in less than thirty minutes, but that you'd be doing it every day, and that you'd be enjoying it?"
"Well, ummm...."
"Well, umm, no." Josh said. "You wouldn't have believed it, and probably would have wanted to fight me about it, but we both know now it's true. Don't we?" Josh waited for Sam to nod in agreement before continuing. "Now since then, you've sucked me and swallowed my load countless times. Plus, I took your virginity and have fucked you about almost every night, right?" Sam nodded again, feeling the heat in his face as it reddened.
"Now think about it, Sammy. At first, you only sucked me or let me fuck you when I was horny and told you it was time for you to take my cock. You acted like you didn't want to do it. In fact, I know there was a part of you that thought it was wrong to be sucking my dick and taking it up the ass, but you never really resisted except for a little bit at first. I know you'd feel guilty about what we'd done after you shot your own load, too." Sam looked up at Josh, surprised that he knew that he'd felt that way. "For the most part, that resistance only lasted for maybe two weeks until the conditioning that society had instilled in you began to wear off. Then remember what happened that one Saturday morning?" By the deepening blush that spread across Sam's face and the way he dropped his eyes to the floor, Josh knew Sam was remembering the first time that he'd actually asked Josh to let him suck his cock.
Josh remembered it with a sense of delicious pleasure. It had been a slow morning and Sam had showered and come back to the room. Josh had then showered and when he stepped back into the room, Sam was sitting on his bed, still just wrapped in his towel. His hard cock was tenting up the material in the front, but Josh made no comment about it. He had gone to his closet and thrown his own towel on its hook to dry. That left him standing naked, his back to Sam. The mirror on the closet door had shown him how intently Sam stared at his back and he'd watched the guy start to massage his dick through the towel. He'd not let Sam have his cock for four days now, after more than a month of daily cum deposits. It was having the desired effect.
"Josh..." Sam said, then trailed off. Keeping his smile to himself, Josh had turned to face Sam, seeing the look of lust and desire on his hot jock buddy's face, warring with his sense of "right and wrong" in his head. Josh had just stood there, putting his hands on his hips and flexing his body a bit, waiting. Finally the lust and desire had won out over Sam's reluctance, desire and submission overriding the last of Sam's mental reservations. Josh saw it in the guy's eyes, but still stood silently.
"Josh, um. Shit. Normally on Saturday mornings.... Well. You usually want...." Sam trailed off again and Josh could see he was hoping that Josh would say what he didn't want to say himself, but Josh continued to remain silent. "Well, you usually want...want me to suck you on Saturday mornings. And, um, well, I...I was wondering if you wanted...?"
It was close, but not quite what Josh wanted to hear from his cocksucking roomie. So he still stood silently. Sam was flustered. His jock roommate, the guy whose cock he'd been sucking for the past month or so was standing in front of him, his cock slowly hardening, and Sam wanted it. Then came the halting words that Josh had been waiting to hear.
"Josh, could I...um....please...suck you this morning?" Josh had especially liked hearing the "please" that Sam used. It had given him a thrill and sent a tingle through his nerves that ran up and down his spine, similar to the feelings he got from Sam's mouth on his cock. Josh had walked over to his own bed, propped the pillows against the wall and sat down, facing towards Sam, legs spread. It had been pure heaven to sit back and watch Sam willingly go to his knees on the floor between his feet then open his lips and slide his cock in his mouth.
Sam had taken his own meat in his hand and stroked it as he sucked, something that Josh had been encouraging. When Sam had tilted his head a bit so that he could direct his eyes up to meet Josh's gaze, Josh had held the look for a moment, then reached out with his right hand and gently shoved Sam's head back down, pushing firmly as the head hit the entrance to Sam's throat and moved past. He didn't let up until he was completely in the guy's throat. The look on Sam's face had been one of submission, lust and pleasure and Josh had let the big strong jock suck the cum right out of his balls. It had only been another three days before Sam's last mental barrier had been overcome and he had broken down and asked Josh to fuck him. Josh had savored another sweet moment, putting Sam on his back and preparing to penetrate him missionary style. He had stared deeply into the kid's hazel eyes as he pressed the head of his dick against Sam's entrance, then said softly, "This is what you asked for, pussyboy," and seen the realization appear in them as he roughly sank his shaft deep inside Sam's willing hole.
What Sam didn't realize as he packed for break, at least consciously, was that Josh had been meeting his newly found needs for cock in his mouth and ass. The fact that he had been instrumental in bringing those needs to the surface, was immaterial. Since the day when Sam had found out he was a cocksucker, whenever the two of them were out together on campus or in bars, Josh had seen the way Sam spent as much time checking out the well built guys as he did the hot chicks. They had come back to the room plenty of times with two girls and spent the night fucking them in their beds. But Josh knew that given the right circumstances, Sam would have been the one getting nailed in his bed by some hot jock he had seen rather than the one doing the nailing.
Josh had carefully steered his roomie towards the girls when they went out on the prowl, keeping him away from the handsome, well built young men that seemed to catch his eye. He did this for two reasons. First was that he liked having Sam's services to himself, especially while he was teaching the hot bodied jock about his submissive, cock-loving side, and second, he knew that while Sam was ready for a night in bed with some other guy than himself, he was worried that Sam's natural submissiveness could cause things to get awkward if the guy recognized it. Hell, the guy might think he could make Sam his own personal cock slut, and Josh wanted to reserve that for himself.
Josh had also seen the looks that some guys gave Sam. While some of them were just admiring the toned, muscled body that Sam had developed from playing sports, it was clear that some had more than just a jock's appreciation on their minds. There was no denying that Sam was a hot jock with an incredible body - one that some of the guys would like to see much more closely. His days as a baseball player had given him a beautifully sculpted chest and muscular, defined arms and shoulders which any guy would envy and many would desire. Having that handsome face and hard body at his beck and call had been one of the best perks of living in the dorm. He knew that if he could use Sam's submissive side to his advantage so easily, some other guy could do the same.
Now Sam would be headed home back to friends from high school and plenty of other guys, without fully understanding what Josh knew about him. The two had some talks and Josh had discovered that there were a few guys from Sam's school, mainly on the various teams on which Sam had been a member, that Sam now admitted he thought were hot. While Josh had expected it, it was also what worried Josh the most. Back home, before Sam had met Josh, Sam had been one of the one hundred percent straight top jocks, hanging out with his jock buddies and generally considering himself to be a bad ass. The guys who were his friends were basicaly all the same. Once Sam got home he was going to be surrounded by these guys, the ones with the hottest bodies and most competitive, aggressive and dominant personalities, just because of who and what he was.
Josh had also found out that like every guy who competes in sports, Sam had some rivals. While most of these guys were friendly competitors, others apparently were enemies whom Sam had fought with in the past. Josh had pushed and probed until Sam had admitted that several of the guys with whom he had the biggest disputes he also found to be very good looking. Sam tried to convey that it was just a one-jock-admiring-another type of thing, but Josh knew better. Sam described them as being masculine and strong, muscular and aggressive. When pushed further, Sam had blushed and finally told Josh that he thought that they were very sexy too. Josh privately wondered if Sam's problems with these young bucks stemmed from his rivalry with them in sports or was actually due to the attraction he felt for them which he had suppressed while in high school.
Josh had spent a lot of time teaching Sam to respond automatically to a dominant male like himself in a specific way. Sam had learned from Josh how to submit to a strong, aggressive male when the guy wanted him sexually, despite being a strong male himself. He'd learned to let another man use his mouth, his ass, his entire body for his pleasure. In fact, Sam had discovered that he enjoyed being used by a strong man and got his pleasure from satisfying Josh, by taking cock and cum when Josh demanded it. The problem, as Josh saw it, was that Sam didn't realize how deeply ingrained that response was becoming. Hell, both guys had been taking Psychology classes and Sam should have recognized the conditioning techniques that Josh had been using on him since that first time in their dorm room. He always made Sam beat off and shoot his own load while sucking dick. Sam didn't recognize it as reinforcement of Sam's submissive nature, but Sam would probably be beating off anyway.
Now Josh was worried that Sam would get home and one of these guys that Sam found sexy would do or say something that Sam would interpret as a sexual command and Sam would respond accordingly. Josh knew Sam wasn't stupid, but if someone, especially one of Sam's hated rivals, discovered Sam's submissive side, things could go badly. The best Josh could do was explain the situation to Sam and hope for the best. Josh had done his best to allow Sam's desires to turn him into his personal cocksucker and toy. He didn't want Sam to end up on his knees at the feet of one of the guys who hated him and instead of getting the cock he wanted down his throat, he got an unexpected punch in the face or worse. Josh had pulled Sam aside and sat him down to explain. Sam had listened to it all, but laughed off the idea that he couldn't resist a guy if he wanted to do so. Josh figured that for the most part, Sam could hold his own, now that he had been forewarned. Certainly it wasn't a matter of being physically beaten.
Sam was right when he said he could resist a guy if it came to a physical attack. But at the same time Josh reminded Sam of his reason for being on earth, something he had driven into Sam's head every time Sam had taken his dick and his loads of cum. Every time Josh shot a load into Sam he had told him he'd been born to serve and obey sexually aggressive and dominant men like himself, men who could see Sam for what he was. Men who could tell what he liked, what he wanted and needed and who were willing to take advantage of it. If Sam met up with a guy who pushed those buttons in Sam's head, Josh knew he'd respond and be on his knees, or hands and knees for the guy. While that may not be any huge problem if it was one of the friends Sam admitted he found sexy, it could be a real problem if it happened with a guy who hated Sam for some reason. Josh did extract a promise from Sam that he would avoid confrontations with the guys that he didn't get along with, using the argument that Sam had outgrown petty high school fights. Josh knew that not only was Sam a jock, he was very smart, and hoped that the appeal to his intellect might be successful.
Sam thought all of this over as he drove, finally reaching his town late in the afternoon. He pulled into his driveway and his parents came out to welcome him home with hugs and kisses. His little sisters and younger brother also put in an appearance and helped him bring in his suitcase as well as the baskets of dirty laundry. After catching up with his family over dinner, Sam picked up the phone to call Danny, his best friend. Danny had also been one of the school jocks but had gone to a different college, being as good in the classroom as he was playing sports.
"Hello?" The deep voice was that of Danny's brother Austin.
""Is Danny there? This is Sam."
"Not here now, but due in any time. If you want, you can come over and wait on him."
"Thanks. I'll do that." Sam arrived at Danny's house and Austin answered the door, dressed in a wife beater and shorts, both damp with sweat. The clothes showed off his developed body and Sam found himself admiring what he saw. Austin led Sam into the house and offered him a drink which Sam declined. They then went down to the workout room in the basement where Austin had been lifting. As he watched the lithe form of Austin's body moving in front of him, Sam began to realize what an effect Josh had made on him and that his warnings were probably accurate.
Austin was about five years older than Sam and Danny. His body showed the extra years of development and the stint he did as a Marine. He stood a few inches shorter than Sam, probably about five eleven, Sam figured as they walked down the steps. He was more muscular than either Josh or Sam, which looked very hot to Sam. Austin stretched out on the bench to do some free weight bench presses now that he had a spotter. At Austin's request, Sam positioned himself at the head of the bench. He watched as Austin stripped off the t-shirt, giving him an even better view of his smooth skin and the taut muscles beneath it. Sam helped him get the weights, then stood over him, trying to keep his attention focused on the work Austin was doing and not the hot, muscled chest of the older stud.
For his part, Austin's position on the bench gave his a clear view of the growing bulge in Sam's shorts as he watched him work with the weights. He had known the kid for ages, just as one of his kid brother's little buddies, though he hadn't seen him in more than four years. Sam had grown into a strapping, muscled lad. Austin found Sam's reaction to watching him work out shirtless to be very interesting. He placed the weights on the rack and let his hand drop to his chest, rubbing across his right nipple, then down along his muscled abs. He saw Sam's eyes follow his hand and knew what the kid wanted. Hell, there had been plenty of guys who had wanted his cock over the years and especially when he was a Marine. He knew all the signs and Sam was broadcasting "cocksucker" loudly to anyone who knew how to read them. He wondered if the kid knew what he was giving away with his eyes and if a dick had ever been between those lips. He wondered if his baby brother was getting blown by the kid.
Austin sat up on the bench and looked over Sam for a second. Tall and well-built, the sandy haired youngster had grown into a tall, muscled jock. He remembered watching the kid on the field years ago, but that boy was now a young man. A young man who appeared to be hot for his body. He climbed off the bench and stepped up close to Sam, purposely getting in his personal space. Sam didn't back off and Austin saw him inhale deeply. He knew Sam was getting a good whiff of his masculine scent and wondered if the kid knew how much that gave away about him. "I've got sit ups next. Why don't you hold my ankles while I crunch them out?"
"Ok, sure, Austin," Sam replied. He was a bit flustered by the closeness of the guy and the bare skin he was seeing. Sam could almost feel the heat radiating from the muscled body of the jock ex-Marine standing just inches from him. Austin was darker complected than either Sam or Josh. He had black hair that he still kept cut very short and green eyes that seemed to look not just at Sam, but into him. He followed Austin to the mat on the floor, taking his place at Austin's feet on his knees. He got a flash of the times he had gotten on his knees in front of Josh and opened his mouth for his roomie and felt his cock throb. Fortunately, he felt he was able to hide it from Austin due to the positions they were in for the crunches. Austin bent his knees and Sam grabbed his ankles and his cock throbbed again in response to the feel of the hairs on Austin's legs and the dampness of the sweat the man had been generating. He tried not to look at Austin's crotch which was now so prominently placed just a foot or two in front of his face, but his eyes kept coming back to it.
For his part, Austin knew he was just playing a game with the guy for a bit before he made his move. It was obvious from the way Sam stared at his crotch and the stiff dick that he was trying to hide, that Austin's body had him hot and bothered. Austin planned to take advantage of that. He did a set of fifty crunches, watching Sam's eyes drinking in the way his body moved the entire time. When he was finished, he laid back and looked at the sexy jock kneeling above him. Sam's now had averted his eyes, trying to look anywhere but at Austin, but Austin just waited and finally Sam's gaze flicked back to his crotch, then up to Austin's face. Their eyes locked and a look of shock as Sam realized that Austin had caught him checking out his crotch, then embarrassment flashed on Sam's face. Austin stretched out his legs so that Sam was now kneeling between them and the movement pulled the front of his shorts tighter, showing his own growing lump.
"You've been staring at me like a starving man since I opened the door, Sam. Why don't you just go for what you want? I won't mind. I've been sucked off by guys before and liked it just fine. Go on. You know you want it. I can see it in your eyes." Sam hesitated, very much turned on, but worried about actually doing what Austin wanted. This would be only the second cock he'd ever sucked. Austin watched for a few seconds, then got impatient. He wondered if he'd have to get rough with Sam to give him what he so obviously wanted. "Dammit, Sam, do it. Suck my dick!."
Sam responded to the last words like they were a command, reaching forward and pulling the waistband of Austin's shorts and underwear down to free his hard cock. Austin helped by raising his hips, letting the college jock pull his shorts down to his knees with one movement. Austin's cock sprang up, a solid pole of nearly seven inches that lay flat against his trim belly. Austin watched with a grin as Sam leaned forward, grabbed his cock by the base and aimed the head up towards his mouth. He saw Sam's eyes glance up to meet his gaze before the kid let out a soft moan and took the head in his mouth. Austin closed his eyes in pleasure for a moment as he let Sam suck him. He opened them again as he felt the guy begin the trip down the length of his shaft with his lips. The question of whether Sam had sucked dick before was quickly answered as Sam expertly lubed up his rod with spit and opened his throat, taking it all the way to the root.
"Hot damn, boy! Someone's been teaching you how to suck a mean cock! Yeah, do it like that, long full strokes in and out of your throat and I'll be giving you a nice load here real soon. Ohhh fuck yeah, boy. Eat my meat! Suck me, cocksucker, and drain my balls. Ahhhh, yessss!"
Sam was raising his mouth up to the tip of Austin's cock and using his tongue on the head to lap up the precum that Austin's cock was pumping out, before sliding back down the length. Austin wasn't as big as Josh, so Sam was able to take him easily. He used all of the tricks that Josh had taught him, getting Austin hotter and hotter and enjoying the reactions he caused in the older stud's hot body. Sam reached for his own dick, but Austin ordered him to use his hands on him instead. Sam rubbed Austin's balls with one hand and his chest with the other. Soon Sam felt Austin's hands on his head, holding him all the way down on his cock.
Austin rolled with Sam so that Sam ended up on his back with Austin straddling his chest on his knees. In this new position, Austin began to fuck Sam's mouth. He was already close and getting his whole body into the fuck, rather than just laying there was bringing him closer. He pinned the kid's wrists to the mat over his head and let his hips move faster. The sight of Sam pinned beneath him, his handsome face with his lips stretched around his meat was enough to take him over the edge.
"Oh fuck yeah. I'm gonna cum! Gonna shoot my wad in your mouth, cocksucker!" Austin rammed deep into Sam's throat and with a loud moan unloaded his cum into the young man beneath him. He gritted his teeth as his back arched and his cock unloaded. He watched Sam's face as his cock pumped out his jizz and saw the kid swallowing. He grinned at that. He had discovered long ago that he liked seeing another guy, especially a hard bodied jock like Sam, swallow his seed. Finally, his orgasm subsided and he pulled his cock from Sam's mouth.
"Damn, boy, you are a helluva good cocksucker! Somebody's been teaching you right." He paused for a second, the looked over at Sam. "It's not Danny, is it? Is that why you came over here so fast? My little bro been getting you to blow him?"
"No, Austin. Not Danny. We've never...." Sam trailed off.
"Why not? Danny not good enough for you? You sure had no problem sucking me!"
"No, it's just a guy at school. He...um. Well, he...."
"He made you his cocksucker. Yeah, I got that. Well, I won't say anything to Danny, but he isn't stupid. You stare at him like you did me and thrown a bone and he's gonna figure it out. But that's between you two. You take it up the ass too? This guy at school, he take your cherry? Make you his pussyboy?" Blushing furiously now, Sam admitted that Josh had taken his virginity. "Damn, Sam. That's too bad. I'd have loved to have done that myself. You like it in the ass?"
"Umm, well...."
"That's definitely not a 'No,' Sam. That's good. I am gonna be in town for a while and I wanna see how tight your hole is, boy." He grinned again at Sam's embarrassed reaction. "Don't worry, I've fucked my share of guys and always have them moaning and begging for it." Austin laughed at Sam's shocked look. They heard a car pulling into the driveway and Austin calmly stood up and pulled up his shorts. "Good thing this guy taught you to swallow or we'd never get the mess cleaned up in time to hide it from Danny. Besides," he added, wanting to see Sam's reaction, "I like knowing that there's another guy in town walking around with my cum down his throat." Sam looked embarrassed again, then the words sunk in as Sam realized what that statement meant. He started to ask who else in town had sucked Austin's dick, but just then they heard Danny yelling for Sam as he came in the door. Austin turned on the mat and stuck out his hand.
"Thanks for the help," he said, grasping Sam's hand firmly pulling him to his feet. He took the opportunity to take a closer look at his little brother's buddy. The kid had filled out nicely. He made a note to try to get Sam alone again sometime soon to discover what else he'd learned from this guy at his school, then released Sam's hand. Sam headed for the stairs, not noticing the way Austin's eyes followed him. Austin watched closely and sure enough, just as he was about to pass out of sight, Sam glanced back down for one last look at Austin. Austin had been ready for that and had his hand on his crotch. He saw Sam blush as he realized he had been caught before he disappeared up the stairs.
Sam made his way slowly upstairs, giving his cock time to subside. He wanted so badly to have cum while sucking Austin, but there had been no chance with the way Austin had used him and pinned his wrists. In the kitchen, Sam found Danny drinking a beer. His buddy reached out and grabbed him, giving him a quick hug before exchanging a handshake and knocking fists. Danny offered a beer to Sam who downed it quickly, worried about the smell of cum on his breath. They took the rest of the six pack and headed out to Sam's Mustang. He drove a pickup to college because he parents thought the sports car was too dangerous for a college freshman to have at school, but he drove it while he was home. The two guys took off, heading to the quarry for a swim in the cool water and to finish off the beer. It was hot today, but soon the weather would turn cold for the season, so this might be their last opportunity to swim.
The quarry was only about fifteen minutes from town and they were pleased to find no one else was there. Stripping off their clothes and tossing aside their towels, they took off running and dove into the water. As always, it was cold, but refreshing after the heat of the day. Danny climbed out of the water and went to the car to get cooler with the beers, while Sam settled on a large rock in the sun.
Sam found himself checking out his friend's body as he walked away from him, then as he walked back towards where Sam was in the water. Danny was much like his older brother, but a bit taller and slimmer. He had the same dark hair, though his was curly since he kept his longer. Sam had admired his buddy's muscular back and legs, but when he turned around, Sam felt like his eyes were glued to his friend's trim form. The sun played over Danny's muscles as they flexed and tensed as he walked. It seemed as if he had a glow surrounding him, like some Adonis from ancient times. His cock, which had drawn up due to the cold water, was lengthening in the warm sunlight. Sam realized that what Josh had told him was true, he couldn't deny it anymore - even to himself. He was turned on by hot, muscular guys - guys like Austin, Danny and all his other friends.
He found himself comparing the hot view of Danny walking towards him to all of the memories he had of Josh. While they were two very different guys in coloring and body style, they were very much alike in that they exuded masculinity. Just the way Danny walked seemed to shout "I'm a man and you'll have to deal with me." It was kind of a swagger, but also completely natural. The walk of a man who knows he is hot, he is a jock and he is strong and sexy. Sam found himself in awe of the sight of his friend.
He didn't realize that he had been so blatant with his stare even when Danny stopped just a few feet in front of him and cocked his head. "Hey Sam. I know I am pretty but, come on..."
Sam was still zoned out and didn't respond.
"Earth to Sam. Come in Sam. What the fuck is up with you?" Even as Danny asked, he realized that Sam had been staring at his naked body for several minutes. He reached out and gave Sam's right cheek a light slap and Sam's eyes seemed to come back into focus. Sam gave a start and mumbled something about the sun in his eyes and the warmth making him sleepy. The way he had been sitting had actually hidden his rising cock from the view of his approaching friend and he used his towel to cover himself as he rolled onto his stomach, hiding the evidence of his reaction to Danny's naked body.
"Whatever," Danny said after listening to Sam's mumbling for a second. "Have another beer. I'll drive us home since the beer's apparently gone straight to your head." He handed Sam a beer, giving him a large grin at the same time and Sam returned it, feeling much better. He thought that things could be like they were before college if they could just relax together, have a few brews and shoot the shit like they used to do. Danny stretched out on the rock, enjoying the warmth and making no effort to cover himself. The two guys had caught rays in the buff plenty of times before, so Danny thought nothing of it. For Sam, though, it was no longer the same. Seeing his sexy friend naked, just inches from him had his cock rock hard and nothing he could think of or do helped it to soften. Danny was a picture of sexy male muscle, laying naked next to him and though Sam tried to think of other things, his eyes were continually drawn back to the shape of Danny's biceps, the mounds of his pecs, the tapering of his torso to his waist and of course his cock, which was soft but still looked large to Sam. After about twenty minutes, Danny grabbed them each their last beers.
"Time to turn so we don't burn," Danny announced. He rolled over onto his stomach and got comfortable, then realized that Sam hadn't moved. "Hey buddy, you gotta roll over or you will be a lobster later. No sense in getting a burn." He looked at Sam and saw the distress in his eyes. "What the hell is wrong, buddy?"
"Shit, shit. Danny. Umm. Well, I can't roll over. Um, at least not right now... Um.."
Danny looked at his buddy and the way he was laying on the towel on the rock and realized what the problem was. He burst out laughing. "Oh man. I can't believe it! You can't turn over cause you got a woody? Come on Sammy! You know me better than that. I've seen you hard before. No big deal. Hell, I am laying here completely naked. Don't worry about it. We've both seen each other hard before. You know that. It's no big deal."
Sam was still a bit worried, but what Danny had said was true. They had seen each other hard plenty of times in the past, from times when they just had thrown a rod in a locker room to many double dates in Danny's car, which had front and back seats. Reassured, Sam rolled onto his back, his cock tight against his taut abs. It was hard as steel and throbbing a bit, but there was nothing Sam could do about it. In fact, if he looked at Danny, it just throbbed more. Danny had just taken one look at Sam's hard dick, taken a swig of beer and laid back on the rock with his eyes closed. His face was pointed towards Sam, but he didn't say anything else about Sam's "problem" for which Sam was grateful.
They talked about school and what they had been doing. Danny had joined a fraternity and was surprised Sam hadn't. They had both planned to join one before going off to school. If Sam hadn't encountered Josh, he probably would have joined a frat. Thinking about it, he wondered if he could have handled being close to so many hot college guys, the way you were in a fraternity. That thought made him think of the fraternity boys he'd seen on campus and servicing the really hot ones and he knew that any chance he had of getting soft was blown for awhile.
Fortunately, Danny had kept his eyes closed and after finishing his beer, Sam got up and went back to the water. Danny didn't even realize his buddy had moved until he heard the splash. At that point he got up and joined Sam in the water, splashing him and horsing around. The cold water had initially softened Sam's cock, but as Danny grabbed him and dunked him and their bodies rubbed together, Sam felt himself start to harden again. Dismayed, he tried thinking of anything nonsexual to keep himself soft, but was only partly successful.
With his cock at half mast, he climbed out of the water and toweled off, getting into his boxers as quickly as possible to hide the sight of his growing member from Danny. It had responded to the sight of his friend, dripping wet as he climbed from the quarry, shining in the sunlight. Still, he hadn't quite been fast enough and Danny had seen Sam's cock getting stiff again. He debated for a second, but after Sam's earlier discomfort, decided that he should say nothing about it. Hell, he'd gotten wood himself at enough embarrassing moments. But he was surprised that Sam was embarrassed about being hard in front of him. Then again, as he thought about it, Danny realized that throwing a bone could be embarrassing any time you didn't want or expect one and just ignored it.
Though he made that decision, his own body reacted to his memories and he found himself throwing a woody. While this would normally have been no big deal and the guys would have made a joke or two then ignored it, he noticed that Sam was standing stock still - like he had been petrified - and his eyes were glued to Danny's hardening cock. That sight made Danny get even harder as he approached where Sam stood bare chested. It was obvious that Sam was rock hard in his shorts and Danny had a feeling that the spot he was seeing form on the crotch of Sam's shorts wasn't lake water.
"Now you've got me throwing wood, Sammy. And I can see you are hard in your shorts - again. You wanna just do like we did when we were fourteen and beat off and be done with it? Otherwise I'll probably be hard all fucking day." Relieved at being given an out and the opportunity to get his rocks of with his friend, Sam agreed. "OK then," Danny said, turning to face the lake and grabbing his meat. "Last one to shoot is a pussy."
He began to stroke his cock and Sam quickly freed his meat, stepped up next to his friend and did the same. With the stimulation that Sam had gotten since he had first seen Austin, through the tension of laying next to his sexy buddy, within seconds he was shooting his load.
"Damn, man, you sure as shit were horny! Give me just another minute." Sam tried to be nonchalant and pulled up his shorts, but took the opportunity to watch Danny's hand move on his cock, his whole body tensing. Sam admired the muscular form, so similar to Austin's but with it's more familiar distinctive shape as Danny's back stiffened and he let loose his load with a moan. With some of the sexual tension now relieved, they headed back to the car.
"Gimme the keys, buddy. I still think I should drive," Danny said. Sam tossed him the key ring and climbed into the car and they headed back into town.
Thanks to all who wrote to me when the first chapter of this story was posted. First, I want to apologize for the mistakes and errors in that chapter. It was written in about 2 hours at the request of a friend and never edited before being posted. When I read through it online, I was a bit embarrassed at the problems in it, but oh well. I know it was a long time getting Chapter 2 written, but at least it is done now. I hope you have enjoyed it. As for Chapter 3, there are no current plans, but if there is enough interest, I will see if I can find time to write it.