If Only I Were Gay, part 4
by Rio Mack
"What the fuck!?" Leif cried out, in a hoarse whisper, not afraid at having been caught but rather pissed that his first glorious fuck of Joel had ended so abruptly. He got up, found his jeans, and pulled them on.
"Jesus, Leif," his still-reclining wet-dream stud of a boyfriend whispered back, "we're busted!" He was half-worried, but still half-marveling at how wonderful it felt with Leif inside him just now. Damn, his ass was ready for more of that.
"I don't think so," the slender boy muttered, brow furrowed, as he strode to the door. "That sure as hell didn't sound like campus security to me."
He quickly turned the keys in the lock and yanked open the door. There stood Dani, the library worker he had had a crush on . . . damn, it seemed like so long ago that his world revolved around trying to score with chicks.
"What the fuck is your problem, Dani? And how the hell did you know we were fucking in here?"
Dani grinned like a mischievous pixie, eyeing Leif's leaned muscled body up and down, then waltzed past him to gaze at that gloriously rippling jock-stud now rising off the floor.
"Boys, this is the one john on the entire campus you never want to use when you can't keep your hands off each other." She pointed to one of the mirrors above the sinks. "Behind here is a video camera hooked up to a security site I'm in charge of monitoring. This particular john is a notorious tea room that got out of control last semester. It's part of my job to do random checks for guys like you who like to hook-up in here. I did a check before my dinner break, at exactly the time when you boys sauntered in here and started waving your dicks around. By the way," she eyed them both lewdly again, "yours was by far the hottest action I've ever seen in here."
"Hmmm, dubious distinction at best, I guess," said Joel. Dani focused on the bigger boy, who had his arm around Leif's shoulder. She noticed how Joel wore his nudity like a comfortable uniform he was proud to be seen in - and no wonder, it fit him beautifully. He was utterly built, Dani realized as her eyes raked him up and down. Every muscle in his body was ripe and incredibly defined. And his dick was enormous, hanging down there so full and long. She could even see his big sac of balls hanging down, too, not all scrunched up by the base of his dick like many guys' were. This guy was the gay-male turn-on of all time, she figured. And Leif was so cute, too - much thinner, paler, but hard-bodied and devestatingly sexy with his brush cut and stubble. They looked so hot together, complimented each other so well, the slender beauty and the big beefy stud. Suddenly, she was seized with an inspiration.
"So, when's security coming, Dani?" Leif asked. It was a gambit, but he had to know. "I assume you called them as soon as you saw us?"
"Don't worry, I didn't. And I won't report you or tell the head librarian about this . . . if we can make a deal."
"What sort of deal?" Leif asked suspiciously.
"Let's agree to meet tomorrow, cause I have some stuff I need to do before I can show you what the deal is. I have a proposition, let's just leave it at that, and I just want you to listen to it. You don't have to agree, just consider it. You do that, meet me and listen to my proposition, and your secret's safe with me."
"And if we say no?" Joel asked.
"Oh, fuck, guys," she laughed as she reached out and stroked both their chests, ending with a little tweak on each boy's nipple, "I would never tell on you two studs, don't worry. But please, won't you boys agree to just listen to my idea?"
Leif laughed. What a vixen; no wonder she used to turn him on. He looked at Joel, who smiled and shrugged.
"If she's gonna be cool about it, no reason we can't be," the bigger boy mused.
"OK, Ms. Misterioso," Leif laughed, giving Dani a little nipple tweak, "where should we get together, your place or ours or some neutral spot?"
"You two cuties live together? That's so hot. I bet you go around naked at home and fuck all the time. Sure, let's meet at your place, say after dinner? Around 8?"
She got their phone and address, then told the boys they'd better get back to work. As she slipped out the door, she called back, "I really hope you'll like my idea."
The boys finished dressing and headed back downstairs to the circulation desk. On the way down, Leif grabbed Joel's arm and whispered, "I so demand a rain check tonight on that fuck, dude!"
Joel reached around and grabbed his boyfriend's tool, "Anytime, man. Any fucking time. Besides, Leif, we've got our reputation to think of! We're s'posed to be naked, fucking all the time at home, right?"
The last hour of their shift passed quickly. Walking home from work, the boys talked a bit about Dani.
"Fuck," Joel said, "I can't believe someone watched us having sex! I'm really pissed but at the same time kinda turned on, y'know?"
"I know exactly how you feel. I'll bet we make for some totally hot video action, dude." He rubbed Joel's cock lewdly. "But, hey, it's great she's being cool about this," Leif remarked. "I just wonder what her 'deal' is."
"Maybe she saw us in action and she wants a three-way?" Joel suggested.
"I thought about that, too, dude, but I swear she's a lesbian. I mean, I guess she could still want it, though. I mean what the fuck do 'straight' or 'gay' mean, exactly, anyway? Hell," he grabbed Joel's hard ass-mounds now and rubbed them longingly, "I thought I was totally 'straight' til a couple days ago, and even then I sure as hell wouldn't have said no to a night in the sack with you, stud. So who the hell knows how sexuality works, right?"
"No shit," Joel agreed, still a little delightfully dizzy about how his own had been up-ended. "Oh well, we'll find out tomorrow."
Leif kept his hand on Joel's ass, luxuriating in the feel of its shapely, muscled hardness, sensually rubbing it over and over, getting in the crack, too, and down along his inside thighs.
"Fuck, I'm gettin' hard. Can't wait to get home. Shit, man, am I ever NOT gonna be so fucking turned on by you?"
"Damn, I hope not. Here, let me see how hard you are," Joel said, and reached inside Leif's jeans to stroke his dripping stiffy. "Oh yeah, can't wait to get this sweet piece of meat back in me." He lip-smackingly savored every drop of Leif's precum on his fingers. "Fuck but this is great, Leif. Best fucking sex, best fucking lover." He pulled the boy close to him and they kissed ravenously.
Leif pulled back sharply after a few moments of delicious tonguing and cried, "Damn, dude! This'll be our first night of officially living together! As a couple!" He looked at Joel, who grinned back, eyes full of excited love. Leif stared at his muscle-stud in a tight T, sexy jeans, and hair pulled back. He had the hottest build Leif could imagine, as well as the sweetest soul. Leif just shook his head: "Damn. I'm going home with my male lover. The coolest, best-looking boy in the world. And we are going to have some hot fucking sex. Is this un-fucking-believable or what?"
"Life is good," Joel laughed, pulling Leif close to him. Their tongues were abuzz with hot lust. Joel ground his hard, jean-covered cock into Leif's. His hands were all over Leif's beautiful head and face. Joel's cock was straight steel, pressed up against his abs. Leif's too, and Joel just luxuriated in the feel of his lover's hardness rubbing the underside of his dick. The night ahead of them seemed like an empty canvas they could fill with so much pleasure - sucking, licking, tonguing, stroking, fucking, cumming, rubbing, kissing. Damn, there were endless ways he and Leif could enjoy their love. "Oh dude," he gasped, "let's jet. I'm hard as hell for you."
They stopped on the way home so Joel could use his fake ID to get them some champagne, then hurried back to the apartment. Leif's nerves were crackling with anticipation as he fumbled with the key, while Joel, behind him, hungrily kissed his neck and groped his cock and balls up and down. Once inside, they raced each other to see who could shuck clothes fastest. When both were naked, they immediately pulled each other to the floor, each boy going for the other's cock. Almost at once the air was filled with the hungry slurps and moans of lusty young dudes. Hands rubbed across torsos, heads, legs, and settled in each other's ass cracks. Joel stopped slurping on Leif's cock to moan loudly, "OH FUCK, YEAH! Damn, I want your meat in my ass again, Leif. That was such a fine fuck earlier." He held Leif's long ivory rod reverently in front of him, loving this thing that could give them both so much pleasure. "Mmmmm," he sighed, kissing it lightly all over, "I want this sweet fucking cock of yours to plug my ass. But I warn you, dude: I'm gonna ride this fuckstick so hard, you're gonna wonder who's fucking whom."
Leif laughed. "You got it, stud." He raised himself up on his knees, and Joel lay back in delicious anticipation. Leif stared a the vision of bodily perfection in front of him - those hard, full muscles, such delicious curves and bulges - and grew harder and more lust-enflamed. He made right for the jock's hole. As his tongue danced and poked and lapped around in Joel's crack, the muscular young hard-body squirmed in sheer bodily pleasure. His hands pressed his buzz-cut lover's head closer in, lovingly playing with that head as if it were his own dickhead. He brought his thighs closer so he could rub and tickle them on Leif's head as well.
"Oh yeah, dude," he moaned, "lick that ass all over! Rim me, dude. I fuckin' love it! Get me all wet and wide-open for that sweet fuckin' cock o' yours!" He moved his own hands down below to help spread his hard-muscled ass cheeks wider. "Dig in, man! Eat me out! Get deep down in there! Goddamn, this is sex!"
Leif made moans of erotic assent as he kept tonguing furiously. He mixed his hole-licking in with kissing and licking Joel's thick strong fingers, too. He lifted his head up for a minute to look at his lover and say, "Aw fuck, do I love you, man. And shit, man, do I love this beautiful hole of yours! I never realized how fucking hot a guy's hole is. It's exquisite, man, just so lovely. This perfect little rosebud of yours, sitting deliciously down in those hard, beautiful buns of yours. I wanna shave you, man, get you all smooth and slick, so I can just lap away all day."
"Mmmm, glad you like it, dude. Glad I turn you on so much, Leif. Now, take that hole, man. Fill me, dude! Come on, I need a nice long dick all up in my sweet hole. I'm itchin' for you, dude!"
Leif grabbed his stiff, dripping tool and started working the tip into Joel's ass.
"Oh yeah," Joel purred in delight, "work it in, dude."
Leif pulled out, spit-slicked his knob some more, and stuck his meat back in. It worked in easier. His rhythm was slowly starting. They were both loving it.
"Oh, babe, that's so fucking tight! Fuck, this is ecstasy!" he cried. Soon he was half in, and his lean body could start rocking in rhythm.
"OH YEAH!" Joel cried. "Damn, my ass was hungry for this!"
"I'm glad you like getting fucked, dude, cause I love fucking your sweet hole more than anything. Looking at that beautiful jock-boy body writhing," he grunted - he was pumping strong now, "as I fuck you. God, man, this is such unbeliveable sex. I bet people would pay money to watch this shit! No wonder Dani was so excited watching us go at it!"
They were soon both carried off in a wordless passion, punctuated with moans and cries and yells. Leif paused in his fucking, bent down, and rubbed his hands over his lover's gorgeous chest, over his beautiful face. Joel opened his eyes, smiled through his fuck-haze, and kissed his boy's long, lovely fingers. "Oh Leif," he sighed, "you feel so fuckin' good in me." He wriggled his ass on the rod in him. "Damn, sex with you is so fuckin' fine. I'm so glad we found each other. Come on, now, dude! Fuck me good!"
Leif pulled back up, spread Joel's thighs, and started to throw Joel a hard, athletic fuck. Joel looked up in a kind of physical, erotic joy as his lithely-muscled lover started pistoning with rough abandon. God, it felt good to Joel; his ass was a tingling pleasure-zone. He balanced on his elbows and then began to gyrate his hips and ass. He had such control over his body, Leif could only marvel at his rippling fluidity, the beauty of those lean, ripped abs being put through their paces. Joel crossed his legs around Leif's slim waist. He was taking over the fuck now, setting the pace, making sure Leif's cock hit the places he wanted. Leif was now being fucked, even though it was his dick in Joel's ass. He was overcome with such pleasure, he almost had to fight to keep pumping. He could feel a load building. Joel, too, was hard as hell: his long dick was bouncing as he swiveled his hips all over Leif's pumping prick. Their love-making was a true union.
"Fuck," Leif panted, "this is so fine. God, your body is so gorgeous. So hot!" He reached down and grabbed Joel's cock, which seemed to tease him in its hard, bobbing lustiness. "You've got to fuck me afterwards, dude! I want you to fill me with all the cream that's in this beauty." He jerked it up and down, hard and fast. Both boys were over the edge.
"Aw shit, Leif, here it comes!" He spurted over and over, thick white gobs of his potent boy-juice. Leif caught what he could, licked his hand all over to get every drop. Then he scooped up the jizz he missed and fed it to his lover. The sight of Joel gratefully licking his cream off was too hot for Leif, and he started to shoot. He pulled out fast so he could pump his load all over that gorgeous jock face.
"Oh yeah!" Joel yelled, as Leif's creamy load hit his eager tongue.
Leif collapsed on Joel and kissed him hungrily, gratefully, and their tongues mixed Leif's thick sperm between them. They held each other and just bathed in the afterglow. Finally, Joel got up and padded to the kitchen. Leif watched his gorgeously sculpted lover's physique: he moved like a big cat, thick-muscled fluidity mixed with perfect muscular control. Watching Joel nude around the house was going to be like having his own private live porn show, Leif realized excitedly. He'd never tire of the shredded, rippling perfection of Joel. As he watched Joel open the champagne, find some glasses and a tray, and walk back, Leif stared lovingly at his dude's thick swinging cock. He took the glass Joel offered and said, "C'mere." When Joel got close, Leif grabbed that thick dick and swished the tip around in his champagne glass; then he guided the glistening tool into his own mouth and licked it all over. He dunked it again, and licked.
"Too hot!" Joel laughed, loving the feeling, and getting very hard. He lay down next to Leif, and poured his own wine slowly over Leif's cock, then the randy young studs got into their favorite sport. Joel loved sucking Leif's cock; it was so slurpy and smooth, and totally hairless. Joel had no idea he'd had such strong oral desires in sex - he'd never cared that much for cunnilingus - but he couldn't get enough of Leif's luscious mouthful. He'd go up and down for a while, then he'd bring his hand in to jerk the part of the shaft he wasn't sucking. Then he'd take a break and just rub that thick ivory beauty all over his face, tonguing and licking what he could, reveling in this wonderfully lusty boy-sex, this amazing gift he was given. Then back to work, so anxious to see and lick up those thick, creamy spurts of Leif's. For a thin dude, Leif sure shot an awful lot of juice, and Joel was greedy for every creamy drop. Leif shared equally in Joel's love of 69ing. Getting the trick of deep-throating, Leif loved the feeling of his nose nestled deep in Joel's balls. To be able to take that long, thick, beautiful rod, he felt like he was showing Joel how much he loved him. For him, there was nothing quite like laying down with that huge rod of Joel's above him, sucking on it hungrily, tonguing under the foreskin (which always got a moan from Joel), watching that huge ballsac bounce up and down as if to tease him, grabbing it with his hand, or getting off the dick to suck those nuts - all the while having his own cock licked and sucked. It was his years' long jerk-off fantasy come gloriously to life.
After a few minutes of mutual dick-lapping, they were both ready to go again. Joel poured some champagne on Leif's crack and got busy.
"Wait," Leif cried, then ran to his bedroom and came back with his pot. They stood naked and grinning, doing a few bowls. As one smoked, his nude body would be caressed by his lover.
"OK, dude, where were we?" Leif giggled, as they finished.
Joel came up behind him and pressed his bulk against Leif's slim, hard body. He wedged his thick cock into the boy's ass. Leif sighed in a body-rush of bliss, and Joel thought for a minute how glad he was he had a male lover, someone who knew just how deeply into dick most guys were. Joel knew his long, thick rod could give so much pleasure, both to himself and a partner, whether someone is fucked with it, sucks on it, or just fondles it, and Leif was totally into it, unlike so many women he'd dated. He pulled Leif even tighter, grinding into his ass and rubbing those lovely, jutting hipbones over and over, while kissing and licking that beautiful buzzed head. Having just been fucked himself, Joel was totally amped to take Leif, to give him that feeling he knew was so deep and all-consuming. Leif was like electrified jelly inside and his dick was rock hard, but Joel teased him by avoiding it. His big fingers rubbed the boy's abs, making sure to just lightly brush his cock-base every now and then; then he moved back to the hipbones, making sure to casually graze his balls a few times, with a knuckle or two brushing that aching, straining dick. All the while he kept grinding his hard, leaky prick all around Leif's crack, and sensuously tonguing the back of his head.
"Oh Christ, you bastard: either fuck me or jack me, I can't fuckin' stand this anymore, you fuckin' tease!"
Joel relented immediately; his sensual torment of Leif had pushed him over the edge of lust. He groped the boy's cock and balls in a desperate frenzy.
"OH YESSS!" Leif cried. The tonguing and licking on the back of Leif's head became harder, mixed with Joel's hot, animal panting. The dope, champagne, and lust were an incredibly heady mix. The cock at Leif's ass was hard and smeary and began thrusting back and forth. Joel was pressed so close to Leif, he felt like he was jacking himself off. But he wasn't, and he knew what he wanted to do with his own stiff prick. The hand massaging Leif's balls moved lower under and found the boy's hole. He began some frantic fingering. The huge mess of his precum provided the lube to work his fingers in fast and deep. Still jacking and kissing his lover, he quickly guided his cock into that smooth, creamy ass.
"Oh fuck, YES!" Leif shouted.
Soon they were swaying together in a slow, rhythmic fuck. Leif felt so loved, so close to the big stud holding him. And Joel felt like he would never let this perfect lover go.
"FUCK, I love you, dude! You are the coolest, hottest person I've ever known!" Joel shouted as he pumped. "God, man, could there be more pleasure than this?"
"No, man. It's the best. Oh fuck, keep fucking me and jacking me, you big fucking stud. God, what a cock! Oh fuck, man, I'm gonna shoot."
Joel, as usual, caught every spurt and brought the rich slimy mess to his mouth. Leif loved to hear the sound of Joel lapping away at his spunk. He started pushing back hard and wild on Joel's cock.
That night, they slept entwined, luxuriating in the first official night of their new life together.
Leif woke first the next morning and just stared at his beautiful boyfriend and mused. As wonderful as the intense rush of constant sex was in this early stage of their relationship, he looked forward to the matter-of-fact everydayness of his life with Joel, when the kicky buzz of their boyish, randy passion blossomed and matured into a life. He could see curling up, watching a movie with Joel, both in the dishabille of sexy young men - maybe one in boxers, the other in a jock or just a T - one of them idly playing with the other's dick while they watched, the other absent-mindedly stroking a thigh. Or watching Joel move in beautiful nudity around the apartment in the morning, coffee cup in hand, stretching that statuesque body-builder's torso, while the morning light played lovingly over each ripped inch. Or holding Joel close from behind as he fixed dinner for the two of them, the thin boy's cock providing a frisson of playful pleasure while the beefy stud chops vegetables. Keeping Joel's hair trimmed to the perfect shoulder length, and lovingly shaving his cock and balls and ass-crack, and trimming his pubes, every week or so, then sensually applying powders and lotions. Or reading in bed together, one laying his head on the other's crotch, lost in their books, until the stiffening dick under one boy's head tells him their lusty young pleasure needs slaking. Cause even when their romance blossoms, Leif thinks, they'll still be full-blooded males, young, hung, and ripe for release.
Leif was jarred out of his daydream by the phone. It was Dani.
"I bet you two hunks are still in bed, sucking each other's juicy dicks. Am I right?"
"Sort of. You got the bed part right. The dicks'll come when Joel gets up."
"We're still on for tonight?"
"Oh yeah. We can't wait to see what this is all about."
"Good. Listen, one more thing. When I come by tonight, I'd like you two dressed in some incredibly hot workout wear? Like, some really sexy gay porn kind of shit. Is that possible."
"Dani, I had no idea what a total freak you were. But sure, why not."
Leif hung up and wondered just what the fuck was up.