In the Blink of an Eye

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Chapter 18

I was groggy the next morning. I had a hard time waking up when the nurse came to take my blood. Since it was Saturday, Drago slept in. He didn't even twitch while she was in the room. I had to take a piss so I got up and took care of business. I got back in bed and crashed out until breakfast was delivered at 7:30. I poked at the oatmeal with my spoon but couldn't stomach it. I fell back asleep without eating.

At 9:00, Dr. Winters came in for my morning report. I noticed that my breakfast had been eaten and Drago was wide awake now. I looked at the empty breakfast tray and then at him. He grinned and rubbed his tummy. Ha. Even nasty hospital food can't stop his hunger.

Dr. Winters droned on about my test results. He was concerned about something in this test and worried about that on another test. I don't know. I couldn't pay attention to what they were saying. I got out my phone and reread my texts from Aiden last night. Sexy stuff. I read and replied to some other texts and emails. They still talked. I continued to nod when they looked in my direction. That seemed to make them happy and I guess they thought I was paying attention. Or maybe they knew I wasn't listening and they just liked that I acknowledged them. Who knows?

I did hear something about some tests I would need to do today and tomorrow but otherwise my weekend was open. Open meaning that as long as I don't leave the hospital grounds I'm okay. I've explored a lot over the past few days but it's just not that exciting. It probably would have been cooler when I was like 13. Dr. Winters recommended that we go down to the baby nursery on the 2nd floor and volunteer to rock babies whose parents couldn't be there. I was like, uh, what? But Drago was excited.

"Babies are awesome, dude," he told me as we went down to the 2nd floor. Dr. Winters called ahead so they expected us when we arrived. We had to wash at a special hand washing station all the way up to our elbows and then they dressed us in thick gowns and gloves. We had to wear face masks to keep from transmitting our germs to the babies. The head nurse, a short, stocky woman named Mrs. Thomas explained that these babies were often born addicted to drugs and were either premature or had some issues that kept them in intensive care. She showed us how to cradle the babies and then how to make them a bottle of formula and feed them. Most of the babies couldn't drink their mother's milk because the mothers were addicts.

Finally, the nurse sat us down in rocking chairs designed for nursing babies--obviously not what we were there for--and handed us each a baby. I've never held a baby before. The nurse showed me how to wrap the baby in a blanket tightly to keep it from squirming around too much. She called it swaddling. I tried to do exactly what Mrs. Thomas showed me, but the baby immediately started crying. I looked at Drago in fear and surprise. What did I do wrong? Drago's baby cuddled into him and fell asleep and mine screamed like a monkey at the zoo. Mrs. Thomas smiled at me and came over.

"This little guy senses that you're nervous. Start rocking him back and forth like this," she rocked the chair gently, "and hold him tight. Don't squeeze him too tight, but let him know that you're confident and won't drop him," she said and walked away. Great. She's leaving me with the screaming monkey-child. I took a deep breath and pulled him in tighter and rocked the chair like Mrs. Thomas showed me. The baby stopped screaming quite so much and looked at me intently like he was trying to figure out if he should scream at me again.

"Let's see, little guy, what's your name?" I said softly and looked to the card at the end of his baby cage, I mean crib. "Okay, you are Lamar. Great name, by the way. There's a football player named Lamar Jackson and he's fu...uh freaking amazing. He can run the ball, pass the ball, hel...uh heck he can do just about anything," I whispered to baby Lamar. I really need to tone back the cursing. At least when I'm cuddling babies. "Do you want to play football, Lamar?" I asked him. "I bet you want to be a quarterback. Lots of kids do. My boyfriend," I held up Lamar and pointed him toward Drago, "that big guy over there, he's a linebacker for CU. Maybe someday you'll play for CU," I told the baby and pulled him back to my chest. Lamar seemed to like when I talked to him so I chatted him up about football, guitar, the other babies in the nursery, whatever I could think of to keep him from crying. He never did fall asleep, but he ate three bottles, so the nurses seemed happy.

"Can you boys come back tomorrow?" Mrs. Thomas asked as we tucked our babies back into their cribs. I looked at Drago and shrugged my shoulders.

"Definitely," Drago agreed wholeheartedly before I could say a word. Ha. He likes babies. Who knew? Actually, after Lamar stopped screaming at me, he was kind of fun. Plus, it was already time to go for my first test of the day.

In between tests Drago and I screwed around poking our heads in every nook and cranny in the hospital. We found the chapel and the gift shop and employee break rooms. We snooped through the fridge in one break room and found a plate of brownies. We figured they wouldn't miss two brownies so we helped ourselves. We ate lunch in the cafeteria and headed to the last test of the day. It's so different having Drago here. When we're together nothing is boring. He's fun and I'm fun when I'm with him.

After the last test it was nearly 5:00. I was horny again. We got back to the room and I pushed Drago against the bed. He laughed and fell back. I straddled him and we began kissing. I ground my cock against his and we both got hard. Well, harder in my case because I started getting hard around an hour ago. He turns me on so much.

I crawled down and pulled his shorts down. Drago lifted his hips so that they slid off. His boxer briefs came off, too, and I took his cock in my mouth. It tastes so good. I want to lick every inch, every millimeter. Some pre leaked out the tip as I'm sucking his balls. I sucked the tip in my mouth and pryed into his piss slit to get as much pre as I can. Yum.

I sucked his cock for a few minutes enjoying the tastes of pre that kept escaping in little bursts from his cockhead. I held his sack in my hand and fondled him while he moaned how great it felt. I sucked my middle finger in my mouth and got my finger really wet. Then I spit on his hole and pressed my finger against it. His hole gave way and my finger sank inside of him. It was so hot and tight. Fuck. I spit on his hole again and pressed the spit into him as lube.

I gave up on finger fucking him a couple of minutes later and dove in and stuck my tongue in instead. He lifted his hips up and I used my tongue and fingers to loosen him up. I swung my tongue around in circles just inside his hole and then repeated the act with a finger and then two.

"Fuck me, Alvin, you've gotta fuck me," he begged the longer I played with his hole. I teased him some more.

"What do you want, babe?" I asked and dove back in to suck his ass. It was driving him crazy as I made out with his hole.

"Oh God, fuck me! Please stick your cock in my hole and fuck me," he begged some more. I didn't let up on his hole and started stroking his cock excruciatingly slow. He bucked his hips and my tongue thrust deep inside of him. He moaned like crazy.

"You want me to fuck you? Is that right?" I asked as I inserted two fingers and found his prostate.

"Aaaahhhh!" he cried out. I worked his prostate for a couple of minutes, licking the pre from his cockhead every time a little spurted out. "Yes, please, fuck me. Fuck me hard and long. Fuck meeeeee," he squealed as I held his prostate between my fingers and squeezed together.

I pulled my hand from his hole and spit inside three times. Then I climbed up on top of him and spit on my hand. I used it to slick my cock and then I pumped it inside of him in one hard thrust. He cried out again, but, like me, he seemed to be getting off on the pain/pleasure ride. I didn't hesitate and started long dicking him. Fuck it felt great. I pulled almost all of the way out and then shoved my cock back in again and we both grunted. We were already sweating from the exertion and our sweat mingled on our bodies where we were pressed together.

My hips slammed into his as I picked up speed. Fucking A his ass is so tight and hot. I know I say that every time, but it just so hot and tight I can't help but notice. God I love his pussy. I love his cock and his pussy. I must be the luckiest guy in the world to have a guy who fucks me so fucking great with his eight inch cock and who has a tight ass that I love to plow just as much.

The slapping sound rang out in the room for at least fifteen minutes. I am getting close, but I want to cum in his mouth this time. I pulled out and moved up to where I straddled his chest. He hesitated for a second, so I slapped his lips with my cock lightly. He opened up and I rammed my cock in his mouth. He started to choke so I pulled back for just enough time that he could take a quick breath and then I rammed it in his mouth again. This time it slid in almost all the way into his throat. It took another couple of tries and then his throat opened up and I started face fucking him. I pulled out to let him breathe and then thrust inside for thirty seconds or more.

His face was covered in sweat and his lips were stretched around my cock. He looked so fucking sexy. I didn't even warn him, I just came in his throat. I managed to pull back and shot three, no four more times into his mouth. He choked a little and I could see that some had gone up his nose. He swallowed several times and I handed him a tissue and he blew his nose to get the rest out. I couldn't help but feel kind of proud that my big ol' load choked him up like that. God, I'm an ass, but still, it was kinda fun to do. Drago's lips were puffy and his eyes watered a little. He looked fucked out. Hell yeah.

I crawled down and headed for the bathroom. "Hey, you gonna shower with me?" I asked over my shoulder. He still laid on the bed where I left him. He lifted his head.

"Yeah. Come help me up," he said. He cracks me up. He's this big football player who's brutal on the field. He's all muscle and fucks up his opponents. Then once I fuck him he's like a fragile baby deer that can barely hold himself up on his wobbly new legs. I turned around and offered him a hand and pulled him up. We walked into the bathroom and proceeded to shower together.

When we got out we were squeaky clean and had not a lot to do. We ordered some dinner--sushi this time since we're running out of things that we haven't ordered before--and chatted while we waited for the food to arrive. Drago got the nurses to bring in some snacks from their pantry. Actually, he got them to unlock the cupboard and he took what he wanted. It seems to please the nurses to feed him. I suppose it's because all of us patients barely eat and Drago could down a buffet by himself.

"So you going to Malcolm's later?" I asked while I flipped channels on the TV and Drago ate peanut butter and crackers.

"Naw. I'll stay here with you," he said and rested his head against my head. We shared the bed, which meant that I laid between his legs and rested my back against his chest. He usually wraps his arms around me, but since he is eating crackers, his hands are sort of above me. He kept saying `oops' and then brushing cracker crumbs out of my hair.

"No way, dude. You've got to go to that party. This week has been hard and you deserve some time off from babysitting me," I told him. I felt him brush some more crumbs from my hair.

"It's not babysitting," he said with a mouthful of crackers and peanut butter. I rolled my eyes, glad that my back was to him so I didn't have to see that. He chewed and swallowed before he continued. "Seriously, I don't mind staying," he told me.

"Yeah, I'm sure you don't, but you will have a much better time at the party. Okay, it's decided, you're going. Do you have anything here to wear or are you stopping at home to get dressed?" I asked. He laughed.

"It's decided, huh?" he said. "I don't know, Alvin. It seems to me that I should stay with my man in his time of need," Drago said, all chivalry. I smiled.

"I understand. But you're still going," I said. He laughed again.

"I'm not talking you out of this, am I?" he asked. I laughed this time.

"No," I said. Our food arrived while we discussed whether he was going to get dressed here or at home and what time he would arrive and how late he would stay. I told him to stay the night and get wicked drunk. He needs some down time. He's been on `go' this entire week. Plus, I have a little idea of my own working in the background that requires him to be at that party, too.

Drago finally left just before 9:00. I kissed him hard and ensured him that I was fine and didn't need him. He seemed hesitant but he eventually left after much convincing. I just had to meet with Dr. Winters and then my plan could go into action.

Of course Dr. Winters was late. He didn't arrive until almost 10:00. Then he wanted to talk since it was just the two of us. I was fidgety but I tried to keep my cool so that he didn't suspect anything. I felt bad because I know he cares about me. Only a little bad though. I got rid of him at 10:20. Now my plan could get underway.

I prepared a note for Dr. Winters in case he came back and found my bed empty or some overzealous nurse discovered that I was gone. I told him I would be back by 5am. I put the note on my pillow and then I got dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and put my coat on underneath my hospital gown. I rolled up my sleeves and my jeans to hide them. I put on my sneakers and grabbed my wallet and phone. I arranged for an Uber to pick me up out front.

I grabbed my IV stand and pretended that I was out for a walk around the hospital. I waved to the nurses at their station on my floor and waited for the elevator. I took it down to the 3rd floor and went to an empty storage closet Drago and I found while we explored. I'd watched the nurses put in and take out my IV a number of times and figured that it couldn't be too hard to take it out on my own. I mimicked the way they held it and then pulled the IV from my hand. I hadn't anticipated it bleeding like a motherfucker. I balled up my hospital gown and used it to stop the bleeding. I found a closet full of bandages--thanks again exploring--and wrapped up my hand. The blood flow slowed down and I was able to cover my IV port with some gauze and tape. I found a laundry bin and ditched the robe. I left the IV stand in the empty room after I cleaned up my mess as quickly as I could. Then I got out front and my Uber was just pulling up.

I got to the party at 11:00. People were already hammered and staggering around so drunk that they didn't know where they were. I found Drago in the family room with a bunch of kids from the football teams he played for--both high school and college.

"Hey babe," he drawled out, clearly drunk as a skunk. I laughed as he pulled his huge frame up and wobbled and fell back down into the couch. "Come `ere," he said when he couldn't get up and stay up to hug me. I went over and he pulled me down so that I was sitting on his lap. Although we're out, this was still a bit weird. I felt really exposed. A couple of guys widened their eyes and one gave me an outright hostile glare. But everyone else seemed pretty chill. That was a relief. I'm still never sure how people are going to react to a couple of gay guys acting like, well, a couple. I leaned over and kissed him. He stuck his tongue in my mouth.

"You taste so good," he mumbled into my mouth while we made out.

"You taste like whiskey," I told him. He giggled.

"I may have had a bit of whiskey," he said holding his fingers slightly apart and then really wide apart. Yep, he's loaded. I was hoping to find some kids vaping some weed, but no one in here was doing that, so I told Drago I was going to look for Landry and some other kids I know. He nodded and slapped me on the ass as I walked away. I held my ass in my hand.

"Hey!" I yelped. Sometimes he doesn't know his own strength. I tried the backyard thinking the smokers were probably outside even though it's fucking freezing. Dr. Winters told me in no uncertain terms that I was off of alcohol. Not even a sip of champagne at New Year's, he told me. But he never said one way or the other about weed. Now, I'm pretty sure I know what he would say if I asked him about weed, so I've purposely avoided the topic. So now that I'm at the party, I want to get high.

There were about ten kids outside huddled around an outdoor heater. I saw a guy from my senior year English class so I went over and said `hi'. He offered me his vape and soon I was feeling nice and high. I hung out with those kids for a while, mostly just to smoke their weed, and then cruised back inside to get warm again.

"Alvin! Come here," Malcolm called me over. He stood next to Drago, who had passed out on the couch. Well, someone can't hold their liquor. I giggled and then Malcolm started giggling.

"What are ya gonna do with him?" I asked when I finally composed myself.

"Wanna help me take him up to my room? He can sleep it off in there," Malcolm said. I nodded and Malcolm lifted Drago up and put his arm around my shoulders. He went under the other shoulder, and truth be told, more or less carried Drago up to his room. We dumped Drago onto Malcolm's bed and he laid on top of the covers sprawled out and snoring slightly. I shook my head.

"I just got here, too," I said. Malcolm put his arm around me and led me out of the room. He locked the door and closed it.

"Don't worry, man. There's tons of fun to be had. Let's start a wet t-shirt contest," he said and took off for the stairs. As fun as that sounded, I took off for the other staircase and ended up in the living room. Some kids were doing shots in there. A guy was taking a shot from between a girl's breasts. Wheee. More straight fun. Ha. I don't have anything against all of this, but there's got to be something better to do. Or someone. That's when Landry saw me and rushed over.

"Hey, Alvin," he said. He was drunk, too, but not as bad as most of the other people in here. He hugged me close and I could smell his cologne and his natural scent. He smells so fucking great. I grabbed his ass and pulled our hips together. He looked down at me and I rubbed my cock against him and gave him a lusty look. He blushed. I reached up and pulled him down to me and licked his lips. He gasped slightly and then we started kissing. Some dippy girl started going, `awwwwww,' and I knew that was our cue to find some privacy.

"What are you drinking?" I asked Landry.

"Vodka and grapefruit juice," he said, slurring slightly. I grabbed both from the kitchen and then indicated to Landry that he should follow me upstairs. I went into Teresa's room since it was the only one open. Drago was two doors down. Too bad he passed out so early.

I made Landry a drink and then sat in the big poofy chair that sat next to the window. I could see some kids playing drunk-catch in the front yard. I hope the cops don't get called. I waved Landry over and he sat on my lap. It was rather funny to have him, all 6 feet 1 inch of him--most of it legs--sitting on my lap, all 5 feet 7 inches. He downed his drink and we started making out again. He dropped the glass on the rug on the floor. Landry straddled me and I started thrusting up against his crotch with my hard cock. I pushed him down on the shoulders and he slowly moved down between my legs. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down just enough that my cock popped out. Landry took a deep breath and then took a hold of it.

"Fuck, Alvin. It's huge," he breathed out. I laughed a little.

"Naw, man, it's just right," I told him. He began slowly stroking my rock hard cock, pre leaking from the top to act like lube.

"It's got to be eight inches," he said sounding a bit scared. I rubbed his shoulders gently.

"Seriously, it's seven and a quarter inches," I told him. He scoffed.

"No way. That's gotta be bigger than that. Where's a ruler? I'm gonna measure it," he said and he stood up and started rifling through Teresa's desk. I shook my head and laughed at him. I guess it did feel bigger lately but my cock stopped growing when I was like 16. It's been 7 and ¼ for as long as I can remember. Landry cheered when he found what he was looking for--a ruler like the ones we used at school.

"Here we go," he declared and came over to me. "I'm gonna measure you and it's gonna be bigger than 7 and ¼," he said and he settled in on his knees with one of my legs on either side. My cock pointed straight at him, just a slight curve pointing up. He grabbed it and a little bit of pre leaked out.

"Lick it up," I said softly as he stared at the precum about to drip onto the floor. He reached out and licked it up.

"Oh," he said. "That was better than I thought it would be," he licked the tip again and I made my dick twitch. He giggled.

"Was that the first time you've tasted cum?" I asked. He looked embarrassed but nodded his head `yes'.

"I've tasted my own but never anyone else's," he said. I grinned at him. "Okay, back to business," he said and he pointed my cock upward. He held the ruler to the base of my cock and once he was satisfied with the placement, he checked the length.

"Ah ha!" he exclaimed. "Seven and THREE quarters," he declared. I looked down in surprise. My cock grew a half and inch? When the fuck did that happen? I thought I was done growing. Ha. What a crazy thing to have happen. I grabbed the ruler out of his hand and sat up a little and measured myself. Sure enough, no matter how I checked the measurement, I was 7 and ¾ now. Just under 8 inches. Wow.

"Well, it's still not 8 inches," I said like I'd been right the whole time. Landry just shook his head.

"Yeah, but it's bigger than you said. Trying to trick me into taking that monster in my virgin hole," he said. I raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, I won't trick you. You'll be begging for it," I said. He looked at me in half-fear and half-lust. I pushed down on his shoulders again. "Come on, take it in your mouth and get it real wet. I've got some lube, but I want you to experience this 7 and ¾ inch cock in all of your holes," I said. Landry looked unsure but did as he was told. He took my cock in his mouth and he started sucking the bottom three inches in and out of his mouth. He wasn't terrible, but he wasn't great either. I held his head and forced him to move in and out on my whim. He kept gagging.

"Breathe through your nose, babe," I told him. After about a hundred thrusts down his throat, he sort of had the hang of it. I think his fear held him back. I don't think he realized what sucking my big cock would really be like. Well, I guess getting face fucked is a little bit different from sucking a dick. I didn't really force it on him, but I didn't make it easy, either. But if I'd let him go at his pace, he never would have gotten most of it in his mouth. If I'd been a total asshole I would have shoved the whole thing down his throat, but I didn't do that. I'll save that for next time.

"Take off your clothes," I told him and leaned back in the chair. I kicked off my shoes and then slid down my jeans and boxer briefs. I'm really thinking about ditching the boxer briefs. It's just so much easier to go commando. Landry turned away from me and took off his clothes. Once he was naked he turned to me, slightly covering his cock with his hands.

"Move your hands, babe," I told him and leaned toward his cock. It was 6 inches long and fairly thin. I took it in my mouth and sucked and licked it. He cried out.

"Oh fuck," he said. I pulled off and stroked it a few times.

"First time?" I asked and then went down on him again, this time taking the whole thing into my throat. I'm used to Drago, so Landry's six is much easier to swallow.

"No, one of the guys on the team and I have been blowing each other but he doesn't do it like that," Landry panted out. I pulled back again because I thought he might blow in my mouth if I didn't stop. And I want him horny while I fuck him. I pushed him against Teresa's bed and had him bend over the edge and lay on his stomach. I spread his ass cheeks and started tongue fucking his hole.

"Oh...my...God...that's incredible," he moaned as I ate out his ass. His little pucker twitched while I kissed and rubbed it with my fingertips. I got it real spitty and then got out the lube.

"You're a virgin, right?" I asked as I smeared the lube all around his twitchy hole. I pushed in just a little every so often to loosen up his hole, but it was damn tight.

"Yeah," he whispered. I could tell he wasn't sure if he wanted to do this. The vibe I got was that he really wanted to but was scared. I sucked on his ass some more but he wasn't letting go--he kept clenching shut. I sat up and looked at him for a minute.

"Here, have another drink and I'm going to keep working on this hole. It's so tasty and I know it will get loose for me any minute now," I told him and handed him a drink that consisted of mostly vodka and a wee bit of grapefruit juice. He drank it fast and then giggled. That's a good sign. He's happy. I lubed up my middle finger and gently pushed against his hole.

"Push out, dude, like you're gonna take a dump," I told him. He looked at me funny and then I could tell by his expression that he was pushing. I pushed hard and my finger sort of popped inside of him. He gasped but then smiled.

"Oh wow. That feels really good, Alvin," he said. I slowly finger fucked him for a minute and then found his prostate and rubbed it. He moaned. "Oooohhhh," he exclaimed. "That's the most amazing feeling," he said. I grinned. It's about to be for me, too. I wiped some lube on my other finger and pushed slowly back inside of him. He pushed against me again and my fingers sunk inside. He really liked the feeling and started thrusting against my hand. I finally got three fingers in him and he was very excited.

"Oh, oh, oh," he chanted while I finger fucked him fast. I couldn't wait anymore. I wanted in his cherry ass and now. I pulled back and stroked some lube on my cock. I leaned over him and tried to push my cock into him. It didn't go anywhere. Fuck. I added lube and played with his hole a little but still nothing. Frustrated, I sat back into the poofy chair. He turned and looked over his shoulder at me.

"Can I try sitting on it?" he asked.

"Brilliant," I said and held my dick upright. "Get over here," I snarled. I was horny and frustrated from our first attempt. Landry stood up and then straddled me with his back to me. He squatted down and my cockhead touched his hole.

"Hold on," I said and then applied more lube to my cock. "Okay, now," I said. Landry lowered himself slowly onto my cock. His ass resisted at first but then it opened and as he squatted down, my cock traveled up his ass.

"Ahhhh," he moaned. "It feels so good," he said and he sunk lower and lower until I was completely buried in his ass. It felt fucking outstanding. I can't even get over how good it felt. I've never fucked an ass that felt this great. Okay, I've only fucked three guys before and Drago and Aiden felt great, but Landry felt different in the most amazing way. I don't know how it feels so good or why, but I can't hardly wait for him to start fucking himself on my cock. Plus, he seems to have blown right past the painful stage and is already in ecstasy.

Landry started raising and lowering his ass on my cock. He was a bit awkward at first but once he got the hang of it, he was pumping up and down fast. He rode me like a fucking pro and we were both blown away. We grunted and moaned and cried out as he fucked me until his legs wouldn't lift him anymore. I stood up, pushing him as I went and bent him over the end of the bed. He was just how I had him when we started. I slammed into him and started fucking him fast and hard.

"Oh God, YES!" he shouted. I think he woke the dead with that shout but I hope he didn't wake Drago. There's no way I can stop at this point, though. His ass keeps grabbing my cock and it feels better than anything I've ever experienced. He has the perfect ass. I thrust my hips over and over and then slowed down and grinded my cock into his ass in little circles. I increased the size of the circles and then pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in again. He shouted again and I long dicked him for like five minutes straight.

I am so close to cumming now. I bottomed out as hard and deep as I could and then held it there and shallow fucked him, slamming hard into the deepest part I could reach. His ass twitched and clenched my cock and it was so rhythmic that I knew he had cum. That spurred me into motion and I rabbit fucked him as fast as I could and then I shouted and came deep inside his ass.

"Fuck yeah, that's the best ass I've ever fucked," I moaned and collapsed on top of him. Our bodies were slick with sweat and it smelled like sweaty teen boys and ass, but I loved the feel and smell of Landry. I licked his shoulder and he shuddered.

"Oh, I almost came again," he exclaimed. I licked him again; he shuddered again. Then I sucked his neck and started giving him a hickey. He was breathing fast and I could feel his ass clenching my cock again. "Ooooohhhh," he cried out and I knew he was having a second orgasm. How could he have two so close together like that? His whole body shook. I let go of his neck and admired the dark red spot I'd created. I licked it a couple of times and he giggled.

"Ticklish?" I asked and he nodded. I started getting too sensitive and began pulling out slowly. My cockhead popped out gently and his ass closed tightly behind it. A small amount of my cum leaked out. I reached down and scooped it up and held it to his lips. He tentatively reached out and licked the cum from my fingers. "Good boy," I assured him and he sucked my fingers clean. I smiled at him and he looked so happy. "How was that?" I asked and sunk back into my new favorite chair.

"It was so great. Amazing. Wonderful. Fantastic it. I can't believe I waited this long. I want to do it again already," he said gleefully. I laughed. He's an eager beaver, isn't he? Hell, so am I. It won't take long for me to get hard again and then we can get back to it. I rubbed against my cock, but it was still spent. Just a bit longer.

"Yeah, it was great and amazing and wonderful and fantastic," I said back to him. "And I wasn't just spouting bullshit. That was the best I've ever fucked," I said seriously. He smiled so big.

"Seriously?" he asked doubtfully although I could tell he wanted it to be true.

"Yeah, I mean I've only been with a couple of guys but your ass was something special. It felt different--in the best possible way. I don't know why, but you have a superior pussy, dude," I said. Landry beamed at me. I punched him in the arm. "You ready for seconds, yet?" I asked. His eyes widened but he nodded.

"Yes, I could do that again," he said. I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Why don't you get down on your knees again and help me out a little," I said, stroking my cock a couple of times. He looked at me like I'd just grown another head.

"But it was just in my..." he trailed off as I shook my cock at him.

"So?" I said shrugging a little. He looked at me and then my cock and then at me again.

"I...I...uh," he couldn't tell me why or why not.

"Come on man, it's all good. We all do it," I encouraged him. And yes, I'm aware that most guys probably haven't sucked a dick that just came out of their own ass. For example, I have, Drago hasn't. But Landry is a good boy and he needs to learn that there's nothing wrong with it. He needs to please his top and his top, me, wants to get his dick sucked. Landry still looked uncertain but lowered himself between my legs until he had my cock in his hand. He reached out and started stroking me.

"It's okay to do this?" he asked and I smiled at him.

"Of course, you're doing great," I said and rubbed his shoulders. I leaned down and kissed him on the lips. He looked at my cock and then took it in his mouth. Hell yeah. I knew he'd do it. He went at it hesitantly but after a few seconds started licking and sucking like it was his favorite candy. What he lacks in experience he definitely makes up for in enthusiasm. My cock perked right up and it wasn't long before I pushed Landry over the edge of the bed again. I found the lube mixed up in the sheets of Teresa's bed and slicked up my cock.

"Hold your hole open for me, babe," I told him and he reached back and spread his ass cheeks. That's one fine looking hole. I lined up my cock with the entrance and slowly pushed inside. It was still a bit of a struggle to get it in, but once inside it felt like a velvet glove made especially for my cock. Fuck he feels good. I started with some long strokes. I sped up and slowed down based on his moans of appreciation.

"Oh God, this feels even better than last time," he groaned and I saw him beating his meat. I slapped his hand away.

"Never cum before your top, babe. If you cum too soon it won't feel as good to you," I told him and started pounding his hole. He reluctantly let go of his cock and I grabbed him by the hips and fucked him as hard as I could. I rammed in and out like a jackhammer. We were both grunting every time I bottomed out. His grunts took on a higher pitch as he grew closer to his orgasm. I wasn't quite there but I couldn't stop. My hips slapped against his over and over and finally I could feel my orgasm quickly approaching.

Suddenly, I felt Landry's ass squeezing my cock once, twice, three times. Then three more times. He was cumming hard and his ass kept clenching my cock with every shot from his cock. His whole body seemed to shake. That pushed me over the edge. I bottomed out and shot deep inside his pussy. Fuck me his ass kept grabbing my cock over and over again. I shot four good jets and then dribbled out some more cum. I pulled out right away this time. Landry's hole closed quickly again, but like last time a little bit dripped out. I rubbed my cockhead in the cum and then pulled Landry up by the hair and fed my cum-covered cock to him. He didn't stop to think about it, he just started sucking and licking this time.

"Oh wow, your cum tastes so good," he moaned. I smiled. Landry and I are going to be doing this a lot from now on. I'm addicted to his ass at this point and I think he may be growing attached to my cock. I glanced at my phone and realized that it was already 3:30am. I said I'd be back by 5am in the note I'd left. I was going to have to figure out how to explain my missing IV and IV stand and find another hospital gown, too. I guess my plan wasn't all that well thought out, but I seriously don't care. I had a blast.

We got dressed and I ordered a car to pick me up. It was going to be about 30 minutes because of the time so I went to check on Drago. I kissed Landry goodbye and told him to text me tomorrow. He's my connection to Greeley and that's where my mom Isabella lives. I'm thinking that I want to meet her sooner than later. I almost missed out on meeting her before going to LA but now I have some time to go and get to know her and maybe my half siblings.

Drago was under the covers now so I pulled the blankets up around his shoulders and kissed him goodnight. I headed back out to the living room to wait for the car to pick me up. I sat on the chair by the window so I could watch for the car when I saw the tip of a vape light up on the couch across from me. It was Malcolm. He got up and walked over and handed me the vape. It was some good weed--better than the stuff that the kids from earlier were smoking. I took a long hit and handed it back.

"So I'm guessing that Drago doesn't know about Landry," he said and we both took another hit.

"Naw man, Drago and I have an agreement," I said. That bullshit lie just keeps coming back.

"Ahhh, and if I talk to Drago about it, he'll tell me the same thing?" Malcolm asked.

"What are you getting at, Malcolm?" I asked irritably. We passed the vape back and forth again.

"I want you to suck my cock and then I won't have any unfortunate conversations with your boyfriend," he said matter-of-factly.

"I would have done it without the blackmail, you know," I said getting on my knees in front of him. I started massaging his cock through his pants. Feels like a big package and it's not even hard yet. I pressed my lips up against his bulge and rubbed my mouth against it. He moaned.

"Fuck, dude," he said as I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down around his thick thighs. Malcolm is one of the running backs on the CU football team and his legs are like tree trunks. I maneuvered his cock out the hole in his boxers and started licking the tip.

"You gonna keep your mouth shut, Malcolm?" I asked between long licks up and down the shaft.

"Yeah, man, I won't say a word," he said shoving his hips forward and his cock moved further down my throat.

"Good, good," I hummed around his cock. I pulled back and looked up at him. "Because I wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong idea about this, either, you being straight and all," I said and went down on his cock until I had nearly all 6 or so inches in my mouth. He grabbed the chair next to him to keep from collapsing onto the floor.

"What do you mean?" he asked as I expertly sucked his thick cock into my mouth and used my tongue to caress the bottom at the same time. I am used to Drago's huge member so anything smaller is easier to deep throat.

"Well, you know how people love to believe rumors about people like you Malcolm--stud football player, ladies' man," I reached around and squeezed his ass and ran my finger down his crack. I stopped on his hole and rubbed in little circles. He moaned and wiggled his ass around. My finger started going inside and he really started making noise. I pushed and my finger was up to the knuckle a few seconds later. It was tight and I didn't even have spit for lube so I couldn't finger fuck him so I moved my finger around in circles inside him. "And I think you want something more than getting your dick sucked, dude. I think you may want to get fucked, am I right?" I said looking up at him biting his lip. He looked shocked.

"How did you know?" he asked. My finger slid a little ways further inside of him and he groaned so loudly I thought he'd wake the entire neighborhood.

"Just a hunch," I said and pulled my finger out of his hole and stood up. He looked sad.

"Are you done?" he asked. I saw a car pull up outside.

"For now. My car is here," I said, wiping my finger on his shirt. He looked down dejectedly.

"You aren't going to say anything, right?" he asked.

"Right. And you're gonna keep your mouth shut, right?" I mimicked him.

"Right. So, maybe you can come over and we can smoke some and see where things go?" he asked as I headed out the door. Wow. I really didn't know that Malcolm was experimenting or whatever this is, but he's eager, too.

"Sure, man, shoot me out a text and we'll hook up," I said and got in the back seat of the Uber.

"Cool, man. Yeah, we'll hook up," he said excitedly. What do you know about that? I'm going to be fucking the linebacker and the running back for CU and the kicker for UNC. I'm like candy for football players.

I shut the door and the car took off for the hospital. I managed to get to the elevator without attracting any attention. I found my IV stand where I left it and even managed to find a clean gown. I gathered my old gown and took everything up to my room using the back elevators I'd found while exploring. I snuck past the nurses' station and got to my room. Not a soul saw me. I'm in the clear!

I got in my room and flicked on the light. Not as lucky as I thought. Dr. Winters is asleep in my bed. I flicked the light off again, but it was too late--Dr. Winters stirred.

"Alvin?" he called out. I was like a deer in headlights, frozen in place. I turned the light back on.

"Hey, Dr. Winters," I said sheepishly. I'm not sure why I thought that I would get away with sneaking out, but to be caught by my neurologist made me feel really foolish. Dr. Winters jumped out of bed and wrapped me up in a huge hug.

"I am so glad your back. I was so worried about you," he exclaimed. I was surprised to say the least. I thought he'd be yelling at me but instead he's hugging me.

"Uh, okay. I'm really sorry, Dr. Winters," I said. And I was. I hope he realizes that I'm sincere.

"It's alright, Alvin. We need to talk. In the morning, though. You need your sleep. Wait a second, have you been smoking weed?" he asked. I looked down at my hands.

"Yeah," I answered softly. I wasn't getting anything by him.

"Well, I'm going to have to run some tests while you're high to determine the effect of marijuana on your system. Did you drink?" he asked.

"No, I don't drink anymore," I told him. He nodded and looked happier.

"I didn't know you were smoking marijuana so I never said not to. We'll run some tests and determine whether you can continue to use marijuana, however I'd prefer to prescribe you certain amounts so that we have some level of control over how much you consume," he explained. I nodded. All I got out of that was that I was getting a prescription for weed! Yippee!

Suddenly Dr. Winters was hugging me again. I hugged him back, less awkwardly this time.

"I'm really sorry," I said and started crying. I haven't been crying nearly as much so starting up now seemed really weird. "Sorry," I said wiping away my tears, now apologizing for crying. He just held me tighter.

"No, Alvin, I'm sorry. I've been pushing you too hard. I thought if I kept you here I could find some answers, but I didn't consider how restrictive that would be on someone your age. You've had such a difficult past six months and I don't have answers for you. I feel like I'm failing you," he said, his chin hanging against his chest.

"No way, Dr. Winters. You've been great. I've been difficult to work with. But I don't want to..." I trailed off.

"What?" Dr. Winters looked me in the eyes. His were shiny with unshed tears.

"I don't want to disappoint you," I said, now hanging my own head in shame.

"Never, Alvin, never!" he exclaimed, pulling me up by the chin. "You're an amazing young man. I've pushed too hard because of my ambitions and I don't want to do that anymore. We'll work at your pace. But, right now, we just need to get you in bed. I still have a lot I want to accomplish before we release you on Thursday," Dr. Winters told me, pushing me toward the bed. I yawned as if to emphasize the point that I really need some sleep.

I took off my clothes and got on the hospital gown and climbed into bed. Dr. Winters examined my IV port.

"Wow. You really did a number on this. I'll have the nurse put a new port in your other hand tomorrow morning," he said. I nodded, now quite tired. A combination of being tired and that weed I smoked with Malcolm had made me very sleepy. I looked up at Dr. Winters curiously.

"Dr. Winters?"

"Yes, son?"

"Will you stay with me?" Dr. Winters looked around and sighed.

"Of course. I'll sleep in that chair," he pointed to the chair next to my bed. I gave him a look like, `what are you, stupid?' and patted the bed next to me.

"No, I mean, stay with me," I said and pulled back the blanket. He looked at me blankly for a moment and then realized that I wanted him to sleep in bed with me. Not sexually! I just really feel close to Dr. Winters right now and I don't want him to leave. We're having a moment, okay?

"Okay. Let me kick off my shoes and set an alarm," he relented. The light went off and soon Dr. Winters climbed in bed with me. He was the big spoon to my little spoon. I felt closer to him than I'd ever felt to my own father. This isn't the first time I wished that he were my father.

The next few days were pretty fucking intense. Even though Dr. Winters said he wanted to go at my pace, he still wanted to get as much done before my release on Thursday as possible. He was as A-type as ever but he was also more compassionate. We talked more and got to know one another better. By the end of my stay I understood where he was coming from much better and why he pushed me so hard. I thought that he pressured me because of his own ambitions, but it really has more to do with his insecurities.

"Alvin, I rarely come across a case where I am so perplexed by the symptomology and presentation by the patient. Most cases are complex and difficult, but I've never had someone be so high functioning after such a serious brain injury as yours. Often the patient is in a vegetative state. I can't ask questions, I can't perform tests. And our personal relationship has grown over time, which puts me in a difficult position, as well," Dr. Winters told me Thursday morning before he signed the papers to release me.

"Ha ha, you love me," I teased him. He smirked at me.

"I wouldn't go that far. Let's just say that I'm fond of you. Slightly," he told me.

"So, no air travel clearance no matter how fond of me you are?" I asked one last time. He told me that he couldn't clear me to fly for another couple of months. January at the soonest, he said, although I doubt that I'll be able to get on a plane until after my birthday in February.

"Let's talk about that again after the New Year," he said. Not the answer I want to hear, but there's not a lot I can do about it except submit to all of Dr. Winters' whims and hope for the best.

"Okay, cool, whatever," I mumbled. Tony, the orderly, showed up with a wheelchair and I looked around the room to make sure that I have everything. Once I was sure I was packed, I gave Dr. Winters a hug. I didn't want to let go. He's been a lot easier to get along with this week and he calls me `son,' which is really pleasing to me. As great as Dad (Drago's dad) has been, Dr. Winters is sort of mine. I don't share him with Drago or anyone else. Although Drago is his protégé, Dr. Winters and I are much more like father and son now. I guess I have a certain level of jealousy when it comes to Drago and his father.

"We've really made some progress this week. I'm not thrilled about this trip to Greeley, but you know the protocol--call my cell if anything happens. And I mean anything, no matter how small. You bump your head getting into a car, text me. You and Landry smack heads while, well you know, fucking, text me," he said. I laughed. He was surprisingly cool about my, er, indiscretions with Landry. I'd opened up and told him about my sexual escapades of the past couple weeks--since the last Lenny incident. He took a lot of notes, which made me tease him about beating off to my file. He wasn't especially cool about that. He seems to think that my increased sex drive may have something to do with my head injuries so now he expects to hear about my sex life all the time. Perv. Ha.

"I'm going to meet my mom, though," I said excitedly. "I promise to be on my best behavior," I held up my hand in a mock Boy Scout's salute. "Scout's honor."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Coming from a kid who couldn't tell the difference between a boy scout and a Shriner."

"What's a Shriner?" Dr. Winters rolled his eyes and Tony laughed. I hugged Dr. Winters one more time and then got into the wheelchair.

"Good luck, Alvin, and see you on Tuesday. First thing," he said as Tony wheeled me onto the elevator.

"You know it, Doc," I said. He rolled his eyes again and the doors closed.

"So, what's in Greeley?" Tony asked as we descended to the lobby.

"I'm visiting my friend Landry at UNC, but the main reason is that I'm meeting my biological mom for the first time," I told him. Landry and I had been texting all week and were both eager to get together again. I decided that it was time to meet Isabella Ward in person, so I arranged to stay with Landry in his dorm room while his roommate was out of town for the weekend. I don't have a definite plan on meeting my bio-mom, but I'm sure that will work itself out. Worst case scenario, she refuses to meet me and I show up on her doorstep anyway.

"Wow, well good luck," Tony said. He barely got the wheelchair out the front doors to the hospital when Landry was out of his car and pulling me into a bear hug.

"I'm so glad to see you!" he shouted. I laughed and hugged him back. We loaded up my stuff and I thanked Tony and we were off to Greeley. We joked and talked about the weekend ahead. Tomorrow, Landry has classes, so I'm planning on going to see Isabella. Otherwise, we don't have much planned except nonstop sex and maybe a party Saturday night. Now that Landry lost his cherry, he wants his ass plowed like all the time. Except that I'm the only person that knows that, so he's super excited for me to stay with him over the weekend. Drago only agreed to let me stay because of the whole meeting my bio-mom thing and since he is going to Utah this weekend with the football team. He doesn't always travel with the team for away games, but the coach wants him there for some reason so he won't be home anyway. He's going to pick me up Sunday afternoon. And Landry's roommate is going home for the weekend and left this afternoon so we have the place to ourselves. Fuck yeah.

Once we got to his dorm room we couldn't keep our hands off of one another. We were naked in minutes and he was on his knees with my cock firmly in his mouth. I decided that it's time he learned to deep throat and I started working his throat muscles hard. He's going to have a sore throat for a couple of days, but we'll both be so much better off for it.

"Ahhh, aaahhhh, aaahhhhh!" he sputtered out around my cock. He slapped my thighs and I knew that he was choking--again. I held tight and didn't let him go.

"Breathe through your nose and relax, stop fighting it," I said irritably. He was being such a baby about this. Drago basically plunged down my throat in one hard stroke the second or third time I sucked his cock. And he returned the favor not long after that. This is why guys like other guys sucking their cocks--they can take it. Landry tried breathing through his nose and I could tell that he was attempting to relax. I reached down and grabbed his nipples and pinched them lightly. His body relaxed a bit and he moaned. I worked his nips for another minute and then grabbed the back of his head lightly. I pulled back so that he could suck in some air and then grabbed his nipple and twisted. While he was dealing with the pain and pleasure that twisting his nipple caused, I shoved my cock down his throat. He tried to scream around my cock but no sound came out. I held tight to the back of his head and didn't let him move. He slapped my thighs again.

"Stop that. A little more stretch and I let you take a breath. Then we'll go again. It's the only way you'll learn. Then once you are used to it, you'll be able to do it forever," I explained. He didn't seem too thrilled with that explanation and kept slapping me on the thighs. I counted to ten and then let him go just long enough to suck in three breaths and then right back down the throat.

"I don't want your throat to close back up again," I told him while I played with his nipple and very slowly rocked back and forth in his throat. He kept choking and gagging, but he didn't throw up. I really hope he doesn't throw up. I pulled back again and he was coughing and spitting up throat slime and spit and precum. I pulled him right back on my cock. He looked like hell--spit-covered, hair matted and sweaty. I doubt this was what he expected from our afternoon together, but if he wants a mouth pussy this is what he has to do. Although I don't recall him saying he wanted a mouth pussy. I think it's more that I want him to have a mouth pussy. Well, regardless of who wants him to have a fuckable throat, that's what's going down. He'll be glad he went through this very minor uncomfortableness when he has a fully functioning throat pussy.

I pulled back again to more coughing and this time I let him breathe for a minute or two before going in again. His throat felt so tight. I told him to swallow me down and the feeling of his throat spasming around my cock almost sent me over the top.

"Fuck," I moaned when he swallowed again. I started a slow, deep thrust into his throat. He tried his best to keep up by swallowing and using his tongue. He's still so enthusiastic about sucking cock that it really gets me going. I am leaking pre like crazy now. I know that I'd better thrust my cock in his other hole soon, or he's going to get a mouthful of creamy goodness. Not that I'd mind, but I'm really in the mood for fucking that perfect ass.

I finally pulled all the way out of his throat and stepped back. "Up on all fours, babe," I told him. He looked insanely happy. This is what he's been yearning for, too. He climbed up on the edge of his bed and pushed his hot ass up in the air. I poured some lube out and started playing with his hole. It was tight but hungry. Now that it knows what is coming, it opened right up and let my fingers in. I poured some more lube out and spread it all around the opening and inside of his hole. Fuck, his hole even feels good to my fingers. He squeezed my fingers and I knew that he was ready for my cock. I stroked on some lube and pressed my cock into his hole.

Slowly but surely his ass opened up and sucked my cock inside. Oh my God, his pussy is like heaven! I can't believe that there is this big of a difference between guy's assholes, but Landry's is in a class of its own. There just can't be another pussy quite like his. I bottomed out and held firm while his ass adjusted. He squeezed me again to let me know he's ready. He's getting really good with using his ass muscles to work my cock. Damn, he's so good at being a bottom.

Before long I was pounding into him. We dripped sweat as we writhed together in ecstasy on the bed. I had him on all fours and then pushed him so he laid flat on the bed with just his ass in the air. Then I flipped him around on his back and had him hold his ankles while I slammed fucked him.

"I think this is my favorite way to fuck you, Landry," I panted out. I pumped in and out of his hot ass. So hot and tight and I wanted to cum so bad, but I also wanted to fuck him some more. I pulled out and stopped to catch my breath. I laid back on his roommate's bed while he scrambled up. He straddled me and sunk down on my cock fast and hard. I grunted loudly as he bottomed out and then thrust against me. We turned so that he could hold on to the headboard to raise and lower himself on my cock.

"I think this is MY favorite way to be fucked by you, Alvin," he said while he fucked himself hard and deep on my rock hard cock. I thrust up from underneath him and he slowed down. I fucked him in short, fast bursts and we both started moaning and grunting. I grabbed his hips and thrust my hips into him as hard as I could and came like a motherfucker deep inside of him. He squealed and suddenly I was hit in the cheek with his cum shot, then three or four more landed on my chest. He hadn't touched himself at all--just came from being fucked. I love it!

When he realized that his cum reached my face, Landry leaned down and licked my cheek clean. Then he pulled off of me slowly and proceeded to clean off my chest. He sucked my nipple clean and my dick twitched. I don't know how, but my cock thickened up just from that move. He moved up and we started kissing.

"You are so fucking hot, Landry," I said and stuck my tongue in his mouth. Our tongues swirled around one another.

"Yes, master," he moaned as I played with his ass, running my fingers down his crack and lightly touched his hole. I laughed while penetrating him with my finger. He gasped but pushed back against me.

"I like how that sounds. How about you start calling me sir'," I said and added another finger and fucked him while we talked. I thought of my brother calling me sir'. At the time I couldn't fathom it, but now it seems appropriate. Even necessary. I wonder if Aldon is coming home for Christmas? I might have to help out Ron while Aldon is here and make sure that my brother is a good boy.

"Yes, sir. Oh please, sir, will you fuck me again. I need it so bad, sir," Landry begged, snapping me back to the present. I laughed again and pulled my fingers from his hole.

"Roll over," I told him and he complied. I slapped his ass a couple of times and he pushed his hips up so I could see his hole. I rubbed it some more and he pushed up a little bit further. I straddled him and pushed my hardening cock in his hole. A couple of thrusts inside and I was hard as steel and his pussy trembled around me. I wanted to fuck this hole forever. I don't think I'm going to pull out again tonight. I'll just stay inside of him and he's just going to have to figure out how to live his life with my big cock permanently fixed inside his ass.

I started slow but soon picked up speed and was pounding his pussy like a jackhammer. We were still on his roommate's bed and the headboard kept slamming into the wall. The people next door banged on the wall a couple of times.

"Knock it off, Henry. Tell your girlfriend that she's gotta take in on the floor or something," a voice called out. I laughed.

"Henry fuck his girlfriend in here a lot?" I asked slowing down and more sensually fucking Landry's sweet pussy.

"Yeah, I don't hang out here much because he's always got girls in here," Landry said arching his back further and pushing back against me. I grabbed his hips and held on tight and pounded into him hard and fast. He cried out and I did it again. I paused and then did it again. He cried out with every deep plunge and soon the neighbors were banging on the wall again.

"Yeah, buddy, give it to her good," they yelled this time. I giggled.

"You squeal like a girl," I said and Landry gave me a dirty look.

"I'm all man," he said in a deep voice. I really started laughing.

"You take a dick like you're all man," I said. He rolled his eyes. I went back at it, slam fucking the living hell out of him, bed squeaks and headboard slams be damned. I grunted and growled and threw my hips against him as hard as possible while he whimpered and squealed and cried out taking everything I could give. Fuck this ass is talented.

I picked up speed and our bodies slapped together. I lost my mind for a minute and fucked him as fast as humanly possible. I'm pretty sure my hips were a blur to anyone watching. I don't think anyone was watching, but if they were they got a good show.

"Fuck, I'm cumming," I declared and then started shooting my load into Landry's ass.

"Oh God, I'm so close, keep going," Landry begged. I pumped his ass for another couple of minutes, but I was really spent. I reached down and stroked his cock several times fast. He came in a big spurt onto Henry's bed. Several smaller spurts joined the first one and then Landry collapsed into the puddle. I landed on top of him, but didn't pull out. I'm serious about never pulling out of this perfect ass ever again.

We laid entwined for a long time. I think I fell asleep for a few minutes. I reluctantly pulled my softening cock from Landry's perfect hole and started cleaning up.

"You're infuckingcredible," Landry moaned, unable or unwilling to move. He finally rolled over and his chest was coated in his own cum and I could see my cum leak from his hole.

"I love seeing you covered in cum, babe," I told him and wiped up some of his cum and fed it to him.

"I like it better fresh and warm," he said wrinkling his nose. I laughed.

"Me, too," I said licking my fingers clean. His cum is tangier than mine. It tasted good, but not as sweet as mine. I guess I'm a perv but I really do like the taste of my own cum.

"Let's get cleaned up and go get some dinner," he said grabbing a couple of towels from the shelf in his closet. The showers were deserted at this time of day so we were able to fool around while we cleaned up. Having just cum twice in such a short period of time left both of us unable to cum again, but we had fun playing with each other.

After dinner, Landry gave me a tour of campus. We ended up playing foosball in the student center with a bunch of guys from the football team. I met the guy he's been swapping blow jobs with and wondered if he'd get to fuck Landry, too. I'm already jealous of this guy and I don't even know if he and Landry will hook up like that. He's the punter for the team so he's not one of the big guys, just tall and long-legged. Good looking, too. I suppose I'm happy for Landry that he's got a good looking guy to fool around with up here. It's not like Greeley is teeming with eligible gays. And even if it is a college town, I get a decidedly anti-gay vibe.

We didn't have sex again until the next morning. I woke up being the big spoon to Landry's little spoon and my hard cock was nestled in between his ass cheeks. I started lightly thrusting up and down, enjoying the feeling of humping his crack. Before he was even awake, I spit on my hand and lubed up my cock and his hole and then pressed inside of him. He was definitely awake when I bottomed out. He cried out a little and then started moaning. He gets used to dick so fast. I've never been able to get used to having something invade my hole that quickly. But with Landry, it's like shove my cock in and start fucking.

"Oh yeah," he drawled. "Fuck me hard, Alvin," he said and I took him at his word and started thrusting into his pussy. It feels just as amazing as before. God, I love this pussy!

I lifted Landry's top leg up and fucked him from behind for several minutes. His headboard slapped against the wall and this time it was the neighbors on the other side that started banging on the wall.

"Landry, we know you don't have a girl in there, so quit pretending," a voice called out. I snickered. Landry gave me a dirty look. I slammed into him and the headboard kept bouncing off the wall. Landry moaned loudly and the neighbors banged on the wall some more. I went at it hard and deep and soon Landry was squealing in orgasmic delight.

"Oooohhhhh!" he practically screamed. If I didn't know any better I would have guessed it was a girl, too, so when the neighbors started cheering, I had to laugh again.

"What the fuck do you know, Landry pulled a bitch. Woooo! Fuck that pussy, stud," the guy next door shouted and I could hear a couple of other guys cheering. I was really cracking up now. It took me a couple of minutes to compose myself but when I did, I started pounding as fast as I could into that velvety pussy. Landry groaned. I knew that he couldn't be enjoying it as much since he'd already cum, but I was determined to fuck that pussy vigorously until I was able to cum.

Landry moaned in a girly kind of way the entire time I fucked him. I couldn't tell if he was doing it on purpose to encourage the idea that he'd scored a chick and was fucking her senseless or if he just sounds like that when he's getting fucked. Maybe a little of both? I didn't care. I just pounded away, now kneeling behind him and holding his hips to keep him from moving around. He's going to have bruises on his hips from me gripping him so hard, but I wouldn't let go. It felt so good pumping in and out of him that I couldn't stop and I didn't want him to move--I wanted to go balls deep with every thrust.

"Aaaaahhhhhh!" I yelled as I came into his pussy and the neighbors cheered again. I didn't pull out again, but laid on top of Landry and we both crumpled onto the bed. I nuzzled his sweaty neck, licking and biting him. I found what was left of the hickey I gave him before and worked on it again, making it bright reddish-purple again. Landry is going to have quite the reputation after this weekend.

A few minutes later, Landry tried to roll over to see the clock. "What time is it?" he asked when I wouldn't let him roll away.

"8:35," I told him after glancing at the clock. He started squirming under me trying in earnest to get up.

"Fuck! I've got a 9:00 class halfway across campus and I still have to take a shower," he exclaimed rolling from one side to the other. I relented and let him up. I'm not sure if he's just being submissive to me or what, but I'm sure that he's stronger than me but he lets me manhandle him. I rather like it. It gets my dick hard knowing that I can toss around a guy that is so much bigger and taller than me.

Landry hopped out of bed and took off for the showers. I laid in bed and checked my messages. I texted Drago back and returned a couple of emails. I've felt less guilt about fucking Landry with every encounter we've had. I suppose I should feel guilty for cheating on Drago but for some reason I've justified my behavior and the guilt has vanished. I guess I'm an asshole for doing it, but I'm not stopping as long as Landry is letting me fuck his ass, so I suppose the guilt is wasted on me anyway.

Landry ran back in the room dripping water from his shower and pulled on some sweats.

"I'll see you for lunch, right?" he asked, hopping on one foot trying to pull on his shoe.

"Yeah, noon at the cafeteria, right?" I said trying not to laugh at him stumbling around the room.

"Cool, see you then," he said finally wearing both shoes. He grabbed his backpack and headed for the door.

"Hey!" I called out before he could leave. "Aren't you forgetting something?" He looked around the room with a curious look. I pointed to my lips. I wasn't letting him get away without a kiss goodbye. He grinned and came over and I grabbed him by the back of the head and pulled him in for an impassioned kiss. He kept trying to pull away but I wouldn't let him go.

"I'm going to be late," he whined as I sucked his lower lip into my mouth and then bit it. "Owwww," he cried out. I grinned.

"Have fun in class," I said and groped him lewdly. He groaned. His cock was hard and tenting out his sweats. He tucked his cock in the waistband of his boxer briefs and shrugged before he took off out the door. His sweats did pretty much nothing to conceal his hard on. I could see him tugging his hoodie down to try and cover up when I looked out the window.

Once I couldn't see him anymore, I turned back to my phone. I wondered if it were too early to call Isabella Ward and ask to meet her. I'm super nervous but also determined. I won't take no for an answer. Although, I can't imagine that she wouldn't want to meet me. At least once. Even if it's to tell me to fuck off. I don't see that happening, either. I really don't know what she's going to do or how she'll react. One minute I think she's going to hang up on me and block my number and the next I think she's going to hug me and call me son. I suppose it will be somewhere in the middle and I have ideas about that, too.

I stared at my phone for fifteen minutes pondering the different possibilities. I decided to wait and went and took a shower. I took my time combing my hair just right and brushing my teeth for an extra minute or two. If I actually got to meet my bio mom today, I was going to look good. When I ran out of things to distract me I sat and stared at my phone some more. Then I just hit the button to call her, whether I was ready or not.

"Hello?" a woman's voice answered. I sucked in a deep breath.

"Uh, hi, is this Isabella Ward?" I asked in a not-so-confident voice. I feel so insecure all of the sudden.

"Who wants to know?" she asked, now sounding less friendly.

"Um, my name is Alvin Jacobs..." I started to say before she interrupted.

"Wait, did you say Alvin Jacobs?" she said in a nearly frantic voice.

"Yeah, Alvin. Alvin Jacobs," I answered still very nervous.

"My..." she paused, "son, Alvin Jacobs?" she said hesitantly.

"Yeah?" I answered, still unsure of myself.

"Oh my God! How wonderful! I'm so glad you called. How are you? Are you close by? Can we meet?" Isabella blurted out. I instantly calmed down.

"Actually, I'm over at UNC staying in the dorms with a friend. I was hoping we could meet today, if you're available," I said.

"I can, but you'll need to come to me. I have three little ones to take care of and it would be practically impossible to find a babysitter."

"Okay. Yeah, I can take a car over. I would love to meet you. What time?"

"Now?" she said hopefully. I had a huge grin stuck on my face. This is going better than nearly all of my imaginings had gone. She is excited to meet me!

"Sure!" I exclaimed. Then I took it down a notch. I didn't want to appear too excited, even if that were the case. "I'll call for an Uber. What is your address?" She gave me her location and we hung up. I had a car booked and was out on the street in a couple of minutes. I'm going to meet my mom!