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(This story is a companion story to The Quarterback and the Track Star, which can be found in the High School category)
Joey's legs pumped in a steady rhythm as he sprinted the last stretch of his run, his shoes hitting the pavement with a satisfying thud. His black Nike shorts clung to his thighs, and his thin tank top was drenched in sweat, sticking to his toned torso. The cool evening air did little to cool him down; his body was burning from the exertion and from the thoughts that had been racing through his mind during the run.
He slowed his pace as he turned onto the street leading to his crappy apartment a few blocks off campus. His eyes roamed over the various people outside enjoying the warm evening--groups of students heading out to bars, others sitting on porches laughing and chatting. But it was the guys working out near the park that really caught his eye. Joey wasn't immune to a good-looking guy, and UGA seemed to have more than its fair share.
As he paused at an intersection, a pair of guys walking back towards campus caught his eye. Their muscles were flexing under the glow of the setting sun. One of them, shirtless with defined abs and a broad chest, glanced at Joey and gave him a nod. Joey's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked away, trying to avoid clubbing up, and focusing on finishing his run instead.
Then, he saw him--the guy who had made Joey's runs through the neighborhood more interesting lately. He was tall, with dark hair and a jawline that looked like it had been sculpted from stone. Today, he was wearing gym shorts and a cut-off t-shirt that showed off his chiseled physique. Joey made brief eye contact, and his stomach fluttered as the guy smiled and winked.
Joey's cheeks flushed as he forced himself to look away. His shorts immediately felt tighter as his dick plumped up. He had to stay focused. His thoughts drifted to Nick, his roommate and boyfriend. They hadn't officially put a label on their relationship, but they were exclusive, and Joey wanted to keep it that way. Nick's smile, his goofy laugh, the way his eyes lit up when he talked about football--it was all worth staying faithful for. Joey picked up his pace, his muscles aching as he pushed himself toward the apartment.
Finally, he reached his house, his breath coming in heavy gasps as he climbed the stairs to their porch. It was a large house that had been subdivided into three units. He fumbled with his keys, eager to get inside and cool off. The door swung open, and he stepped into the cool air-conditioned space, kicking off his shoes and dropping his keys on the table by the door.
The apartment was quiet, which was unusual. Joey glanced around and noticed their other roommate David's door was wide open, the room inside empty and dark. He must be out for the night, Joey thought with a slight smile. That meant it was just him and Nick.
He pulled his sweat-soaked tank top over his head and tossed it onto the chair in the corner of the living room. His body was still glistening with sweat, and he felt the familiar post-run adrenaline rush coursing through him. As he made his way toward the hallway, he saw Nick standing in the bathroom, the door ajar. Nick was standing there, his hair still damp from a recent shower, brushing his teeth in front of the mirror.
Joey paused, leaning against the doorway, taking in the sight of him. Nick's back muscles rippled as he moved, and Joey's gaze traveled down to the towel wrapped around his waist, hanging low on his hips. He felt a warm flush spread through his body as he watched him.
Nick caught his eye in the mirror and smiled around his toothbrush. "Hey, you're back," he mumbled through the foam, his words slightly garbled. "Good run?"
"Yeah," Joey replied, stepping into the bathroom. "It was good." He glanced at the counter and noticed Nick's razor and shaving cream set out. "You're shaving?"
"Was about to, yeah." Nick rinsed his mouth and set the toothbrush down, giving Joey a playful grin. "I'm trying not to look like a caveman, you know?"
Joey chuckled, his nerves settling as he stepped closer. "You barely have a 5 o'clock shadow, I wouldn't exactly call that `caveman.'" Joey's eyes traveled from Nick's face to his broad shoulders, then lower to his huge ass, barely contained be the towel wrapped around his slim waist.
Nick raised an eyebrow, his grin widening. "Yeah? What should I be doing instead?"
Joey shrugged, but his heart was racing again, a different kind of adrenaline this time. "Why don't you just let me take the lead?"
Joey's hands moved to Nick's shoulders and began massaging him. Nick closed his eyes, leaning into Joey's touch, and Joey felt a surge of affection for him, mixed with something deeper, more intense. He leaned in and kissed Nick's neck, gently and softly at first before picking up his pace. The kisses grew more urgent.
Joey sank to his knees and tugged at the white towel until it unraveled. Nick's thick ass made Joey's cock ache. The two globes of muscle were irresistible to Joey. They had been hooking up off on since high school, but since this last year when they started living together, Joey had become more of a top. Nick put on some weight in the gym and now Joey wanted to sink his cock into that ass every night.
Joey gave each cheek a bite before spreading them wide to expose Nick's hole. Short tufts of hair covered his ass and encircled his tight hole. Joey licked his lips subconsciously before leaning in and licking Nick tenderly.
Nick placed his hands firmly on the bathroom counter and let out a deep groan. Joey knew just how much Nick loved being rimmed. He let go of Nick's cheeks and moved his hands to grip the tiny slutty waist. He pulled Nick into him, pressing his own face as deep as he could get into Nick's ass. Joey's tongue darted in and out, getting Nick nice and wet.
After several minutes of tongue-fucking, Nick turned around and pulled Joey up off the bathroom floor. They began to furiously make out, with Joey pushing Nick up onto the counter. Their hands were everywhere, rubbing each other's muscular bodies. Nick's hand went for Joey's crotch and he practically beamed when he felt how rock hard Joey's cock was straining beneath the thin material of the shorts.
"Get in the bedroom," Nick said, gruffly as he slid off the bathroom counter.
They continued to make out in the hallway, and didn't even notice the sounds of a key in the front door. David walked in, promptly stopping dead in his tracks as he witnessed his two roommates going at it in the hallway.
"Okay boys, my bad," David said, laughing with embarrassment. "I should have known better, since y'all practically fuck every day."
"Sorry!" Both boys yelled as they slammed their bedroom door behind them. They tumbled onto the bed and started laughing.
"He's a good sport, for a straight guy," Joey said. He hadn't known David very well when they agreed to rent the apartment together, but he was a friend of Nick's and he trusted Nick's judgment.
"He's great," Nick said, smiling, "but I would t say he's 100% straight."
"Oh really??" Joey asked, his curiosity peaked. "Tell me more," he said as he bit into Nick's neck.
"Later, later," Nick said as he flipped Joey over and began kissing his way down his boyfriend's body.
Joey closed his eyes and arched his back as Nick moved from his nipples down to his abs and finally to his shorts. He lifted his butt up to help Nick remove the running shorts in one swift movement. Joey's cock sprang up and slapped against his torso. His 8 inches throbbed as Nick leaned over him, licking his lips.
Joey moaned out as Nick's mouth enveloped his cock, immediately taking it all the way to the base. He felt Nick's nose rub against his short, trimmed pubes.
"Oh fuck," Joey groaned out as he leaned his head back into the mattress. He looked down and watched Nick bobbing up and down as he sucked the thick cock, loving every minute of it. He threw his head back again and closed his eyes.
Just as he was getting close, Joey felt Nick stop. He opened his eyes just in time to see Nick masterfully maneuver his body so that he was hovering just above Joey's slick cock. Joey knew what was about to happen next as he made eye contact with Nick.
Nick held his gaze, staring directly into his eyes as he lowered himself down. The resistance of his tight hole gave way, and the head of Joey's cock popped through. Nick threw his head back in ecstasy as he continued to slide down the remaining length of Joey's cock. Joey remained absolutely still, not wanting to push too fast into the eager hole.
As soon as Nick reached the base of Joey's cock, he let out a sigh of relief. He leaned forward, placing his hands on Joey's chest, and began gyrating his hips. He slid up and down, side to side, forwards and backwards, milking Joey's cock and squeezing his ass to tighten his grip. He began lifting himself up higher each time before pushing himself back down, harder and harder each time, until he was slamming himself into Joey with so much power that Joey was afraid he'd have a bruise tomorrow morning.
"Fuck me!" Nick gasped, almost out of breath.
Joey leaned up into a sitting position and Nick wrapped his legs behind Joey's back. They held each other tightly as they made out, with Joey moving his cock in and out of Nick's hole in short, powerful thrusts.
"You feel so fucking tight," Joey said in between kisses.
"It's just because you're so hard," Nick replied smiling as his eyes rolled back in his head.
Joey took control, pushing Nick back into his back. Joey grabbed Nick's ankles and held his legs apart as he began to fuck him as hard as he could. His instincts were taking over and he was close to cumming. He lifted Nick's ass slightly and pummeled his hole repeatedly as Nick began to grunt and yell.
"Fucking right there!" Nick exclaimed, and his cock began to explode all over his stomach and chest.
Seeing Nick cum hands-free was all it took for Joey.
"I'm gonna breed you, baby," he said as he looked into Nick's eyes and began shooting ropes of cum deep into Nick's ass. He managed to keep thrusting for another minute before collapsing on top of Nick.
They two boys began making out, but stopped when they heard David talking to them through the wall.
"Okay, okay!" He yelled from the room next door. "I'm trying to watch TV, you fuckers!"
"Sorry!" they both replied, trying not to laugh.
"Thanks, for the load," Nick murmured, his voice soft.
"Anytime," Joey replied, rolling over and looking up at the ceiling.
Nick pulled him closer to his body, his strong arms wrapping around him. They lay there together, Nick's body warm against Joey's, their legs tangled together.
The apartment was quiet, only the hum of the TV in David's room and their steady breathing. Joey rested his head on Nick's chest, feeling his heartbeat under his ear, steady and reassuring. Nick's hand stroked his back gently, and Joey closed his eyes, a sense of peace washing over him.
They fell into a comfortable silence, the weight of the day melting away as they held each other. Joey's body relaxed against Nick's, the exhaustion from the run and the warmth of Nick's embrace lulling him into a light sleep.
As he drifted off, Joey felt a deep sense of contentment. He knew he could have been tempted during his run, but nothing compared to moments like this--with Nick, in their own space, sharing something real and tangible. The rest of the world faded away, and all that mattered was the steady rise and fall of Nick's chest beneath his cheek, the way their bodies fit together so perfectly, and the knowledge that, for now, this was exactly where he was meant to be.