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JAMES COMES OF AGE
CHAPTER 38 - Hallway Chat
Over the next term, James got more sex than he had thought he would. He could never know when it was going to be, but possibly once every two weeks, his phone would ring, or he would get a text message from Jake asking if he wanted to go round to have sex. It was always James visiting Jake, never the other way round. James has asked if they wanted to get more serious together, but Jake had always said that he wasn't confident enough and just wanted to remain friends with benefits. For the time being, James was OK with this - he was leaving university at the end of the year, and semi-regular sex for that time would be enjoyable.
Because of the irregularity, the fact that they were just friends with benefits, and the fact that Jake was fairly open about having sex with girls when he could, James did not feel any qualms about looking elsewhere for more sex. It was getting towards Christmas and James was in the students' union after having had some lunch. He volunteered for the students' union and regularly had lunch there one day a week. This particular afternoon, James had finished volunteering, had his lunch and was heading up the stairs to leave when he ran into Greg, a first year he knew through one of the societies he was involved with.
"Oh, hey James," Greg hailed James.
"Hi Greg," James replied. "I wasn't expecting to meet you here."
The two of them chatted for a bit, part way up the wide stairs, standing to one side to let other people pass by. As they talked, James found himself moving down the stairs as Greg kept moving into his personal space. Even when they were on level ground, Greg was still standing just a little bit too close. James also got the impression that Greg was checking him out. As he was being checked out himself, James cast an eye over Greg. Greg was almost exactly the same height as James, with fine, light brown hair cut straight. He had a round face with an extremely wide grin whenever he smiled. The first time James had seen Greg, he had mentally categorised the new lad as 'Not someone I'd throw myself at, but I won't say no if the chance is offered'.
James was not confident enough to ask if Greg was, in fact, checking him out, so the conversation came to its natural end, and James and Greg headed off in their separate directions.
Not long afterwards, the Christmas party season came around, and James was trying to get to as many of the parties that he was invited to as possible. These ranged from the staid - a meal in one of the local restaurants - to the wild - a bar crawl round the student bars and some off campus bars as well. It was on this second party that James ran into Greg again.
As well as the bar crawl, with a different drink in each bar, the person organising the party was also doling out challenges to the attendees at random. The first of these was given to two people who were clearly either a couple, or close to being one, and the challenge was for them to swap clothes. About five minutes later, the two came back, dressed as the other. James did think that the guy looked quite fetching in the skirt he was now wearing.
The bar crawl carried on, and in one of the smaller bars in the city, the organiser called out to James and Greg to swap clothes. The two lads glanced at each other.
"Chop, chop!" the organiser said. "We're moving on in a couple of minutes."
Greg and James looked at each other again.
"Better get on with this then," James said.
They went out to the toilet. As this was a small bar, there was just one way they could do this without stripping down in public. There was a single male toilet that both lads headed into. Luckily, it was very clean. The two of them could only just fit in. James began to take off his shoes.
"Would you turn around please?" Greg asked.
"Why?" James asked back. "It's not like we are swapping our underwear."
"I'm fucking well going commando aren't I," answered Greg, somewhat peevishly.
"Fair enough. It's not like it's going to be anything I haven't seen before. I've seen plenty of cocks."
"Just do it please," Greg begged.
James complied. He turned his back on Greg and struggled out of his own trousers - not easy in the confined space without knocking into Greg. He reached out blindly behind him when Greg said he was ready. He caught Greg's trousers with his left hand and passed his own to Greg with his right. With difficulty, because Greg was a bit slimmer than he was, he managed to get Greg's trousers on. The tops were a lot easier, both lads being similar sizes.
"Wow. Those are quite tight on you," Greg said when they turned to look at each other.
"Yeah, I can only just get them done up."
"It would be such a shame if they suddenly sprung open," said Greg, with a glint in his eye.
"People would certainly get a shock if yours did," countered James.
"No chance of that."
James had to agree. Greg had clearly had to do up James' belt to the last hole to get the trousers to stay up. They re-joined the others and headed on to the next locations.
As the end of the evening, it turned out that the final bar was a student bar close to Greg's room.
"Why not change in my room rather than using the grubby toilets," Greg suggested.
This suggestion was perfectly acceptable to James. The two set off and took the short walk to the building that Greg's room was located in, which was just across from the building where the bar was. Once inside, it was up two floors and along the corridor to the end. Greg had got lucky in the room allocation and had a large corner room to himself. Opening the door, Greg flipped the lights on, then moved over to the window to draw the curtains.
"Ready to switch?" Greg asked.
"Sure," answered James.
Greg took one side of the room while James took the other. James took his shoes off, then, with not inconsiderable relief due to the tightness, removed Greg's trousers. Unthinkingly, he turned to hand the trousers back to their rightful owner. As he did so, Greg stood up from where he had been bent over, taking his borrowed trousers off and watching James. James had forgotten that Greg said he was going commando, so was shocked to see Greg's cock just hanging out but was surprised and delighted to see that it was erect. He stood and stared in silence.
"Like that?" asked Greg, who knew that James was gay. James just nodded.
"I had hoped to see a bit more of you when we had to swap," Greg said, "but you seemed to be a bit modest.
"I didn't want to creep you out by seeming like I was checking you out."
"I wouldn't have minded."
"Really? I thought you were going out with Jen."
"Yes, I am. But I'm polyamorous and going out with Susy as well. And I'm bisexual, and I haven't had enough cock in my life recently."
Was this Greg suggesting what James thought he was? James could feel himself rapidly hardening.
"You clearly do like it," said Greg, his eyes fixed on the growing tent in James' boxers. "Why don't you step over here and get your mouth on it."
This was not an invitation to refuse. James stepped forward and knelt in front of Greg. Rather than taking the younger lad's cock in his mouth immediately, James wanked the thick shaft. It was about as long as James' own cock, at 7-and-a-half inches, but a little thicker. There was a good sheen on the head from the pre-cum that had been leaking from the shaft. James moved to take the tip in his mouth.
"Oh God, yes," said Greg, as James began to suck. "I can't wait to get my mouth on yours."
James was not going to stop that quickly. He wanted to get some more time on Greg's cock before changing position. Instinctively, he had his hands on Greg's ass - one holding a cheek tightly, the other playing with the younger lad's crack.
"Time for that later," Greg said, as one of James' fingers started to play with his hole. "I need to suck you."
Although he really did not want to stop, James removed Greg's cock from his mouth.
"Why don't you get those clothes off," suggested Greg.
Complying with Greg's instruction, James stripped off. Greg made very appreciative noises as more of James' body was revealed.
"You're fucking hot," Greg said. "I almost wish I'd been wearing underwear today. Seeing how tight those jeans were on you, I can only image what you would look like in my tight underwear, especially with a gorgeous hard cock like that."
James was hardening at that thought, as was Greg. When Greg was kneeling, James could feel the warmth of his breath as he moved in to start sucking. Greg started by swirling his tongue round the sensitive tip of James' cock, lapping up the pre-cum before moving slowly down the shaft. Despite having what James believed to be more experience with girls, Greg was a superb cocksucker, who did not flinch when he started to deep-throat James' 7-and-a-half inches. For some minutes, the only sound in the room was Greg's slobbering round James' cock as James moaned in appreciation of Greg's technique.
Eventually, Greg pulled off, his eyes wide with delight.
"That is so tasty," he said. "I haven't had any cock since I moved up to university. You OK if I ride it now?"
James certainly was OK with this. Changing positions again, James lay back on Greg's bed. He could smell the younger lad's scent on the pillow as his head touched. As James got himself settled in the bed, Greg finished off getting undressed, taking James' T-shirt and hoodie off and putting them on the floor. As Greg moved towards the bed, James saw that he had a surprisingly hairy chest. This was not something James would go for, but apart from that, Greg was very good looking.
Greg got onto the bed and straddled James' midriff. After giving James a quick peck on the lips, he moved back and took James' cock in his hand to guide it for entry. James' erection was still slick with the saliva that Greg had deposited whilst deep throating, even so, James would probably not have decided to take it without a bit more lubrication. This did not seem to faze Greg, who, with not much more than a grunt as he impaled himself on James' shaft, took the whole length pretty much straight off.
Although he had ridden guys like Greg was riding him, it was not often that James was in this position. It did have many benefits that he could see - not least the way that Greg had positioned himself - legs spread wide so straddle James. which gave an unparalleled view of his hard, thick shaft and large balls, all of which bounced as the younger lad fucked himself with James' cock. The spread legs also tightened Greg's buttocks, increasing the pleasurable pressure on James' cock as the younger lad fucked himself with it.
Each time Greg bottomed out, his cock gave a twitch as his prostate was stimulated. After having started by fucking up and down, slowly Greg was changing position to be more horizontal, and his heavy balls were now rubbing on James' body as Greg kept up his movement. With this change of position, Greg's body came into reach for James, and he began to run his hands through the younger lad's chest hair. It felt good, but James still preferred a smooth chest. Both lads were breathing heavily now and calling out in pleasure to each other.
The warm tightness of Greg's hole was doing wonders for James. Coupled with the kisses that Greg was occasionally bestowing on him, he was getting closer. Greg, however, had started to reverse his previous movement and was now back to vertical fucking - really slamming down onto James' pelvis. James attempted to increase the pleasure by reactively thrusting upwards as Greg's body hit his. This seemed to have some effect as Greg was grunting with pleasure as the extra bit of pressure was felt in his ass.
James could see Greg starting to tense up as his orgasm approached. It started with just little bites of his lip but became more apparent as the pleasure built in the younger lad's body. It was not much different for James - the tightness of Greg's ass, helped by the extra tightness caused by the position Greg had adopted was driving him wild.
Suddenly, it was upon them. James saw it as if in slow motion. Greg's balls drew up close to his body, then eight ropes of cum flew from the thick cock, spurting out to hit James body. As this was happening, James was filling Greg's ass with his seed. Both lads sat in the glow, getting their breath back. James had pulled his legs up and Greg was leaning against them, not having moved off James' cock.
Greg was the first to move, but rather than letting James get up, motioned him to stay laid down. He knelt by James' side and began to lick his cum from James body. James loved this, both cleaning up this way and being cleaned by his partner. It did not end there. Moving in for a kiss, Greg snowballed his own cum with James, before swallowing it down.
"I love the taste of my own cum," he said. "Normally I would eat it out of a girl, but if I can with I guy, I like to lick up whatever I can."
"That was great," James said. "I wasn't expecting the snowball."
"What can I say, I like to share. I'd suggest that we do this again, but I'd kind of like to find a bi guy so we can do threesomes or more with my girlfriends."
"If you don't manage to, you know where I am if you have an urge for cock again."
"I'll bear it in mind."
"Am I staying round or...?" James asked.
"Probably best not," Greg replied, "I think Susy may be coming round early tomorrow."
With some disappointment, James dressed. Greg didn't bother, laying in bed under the covers when James left. It was now just the walk back to his own room for James.