Damn it was hot. Fucking late August in North Carolina. Shouldn't be a surprise, but I wasn't used to the steamy humidity of the South anymore. Like many other guys in the marching band, I decided to take my tee shirt off and was sweating under the late afternoon sun. I hoisted the tuba, I mean sousaphone, back on my tired shoulders, but stood tall and got ready to go through the drill again. But then my skin started to crawl, not in a bad way though. I felt someone's eyes on me. What? As causally as I could, I turned in the direction of where I felt those eyes must be. Eventually I found the source of those eyes. They belonged to a guy in the trumpet section, who was just as shirtless as I was. I tried not to stare back but took in the sight for sore eyes. He was hot! I'm just over 6 feet but he was a couple of inches taller than I am. Thin as heck dude, but killer abs and those dark blue eyes, light skin, and mop of dark, curly hair. Wow! Me, I'm more sandy hair and hazel eyes. I'm more solid but in good shape. I'm somewhat hairy, but light-colored hair everywhere. Just to see what he'd do, I sort of "preened". I stuck out my chest and pumped my biceps a bit, pretending to stretch, and adjusting the sousaphone over my naked shoulders and threw a half-smile in his direction. If anything, he stared harder. Guess he liked what he saw? Grin. Well, he was going to have to make the first move, if anyone did. I deliberately then turned my back on him and got back into my place in the line. The whistle blew. Time to start back in. I figured that was it. I had enjoyed the brief flirt. Time to work. One more hour and then I could get back the apartment and collapse with a cold beer! Yes!
Anyway, let me explain why I turned my back on the guy and figured that was that. I'm not your traditional aged student. I had started at Carolina about 15 years ago, but dropped out during my senior year to go to Iraq. I had had a ROTC scholarship and did well. However, I felt the call to go join my brothers-in-arms. I don't want to talk about my time over there. Really bad moments, but some good ones, too...I wound up staying in the Army. Eventually got trained as a medic. Got to live in Germany and Korea as well as the Middle East. Went to Afghanistan and back to Iraq in the 00's. Kept working as a medic. Plenty to do over there, unfortunately... I thought about doing the full 30 but had had enough. I wanted to live life again and live in the U.S. I moved to the Pacific Northwest and became a "home health care aid" in a town north of Seattle on the way to BC. I settled in quickly. But then the days became too routine. I was making enough to survive, along with my pension, but not enough to do much. I wasn't in any kind of relationship. Had gotten used to being alone in the Army. Don't ask and don't tell meant don't do, too. One day I realized I wanted to do something else. Maybe become an EMT? But I needed my Bachelor's for that, didn't I? Could I get it still? I contacted UNC and they told me I could come back. I talked with the Army about my ROTC scholarship. The recruiter and I worked out a deal where the Army would pay for my last year at Carolina if I would finish out my twenty years with the Army. That would also up the pension. Since I only needed to serve two more years for that, cool. Three years then back to the NW as an EMT? I could handle that. I'm only 38. Hmm. I'd be 42 and ready to start the rest of my life... I'd be Douglas Adams' magic number. Somehow seemed to fit. Yeah, I love Adams' sci fi and humor. Didn't he die young, though? I was even more determined, now, to live life. Anyway, that's why I'm back in Chapel Hill. I decided to join the band to meet people and have some connection to campus. I warmed up my rusty tuba-playing skills and managed to pass the tryout.
So, here I was, 38 years old, nearly naked under the broiling late afternoon sun, and being cruised by a hot young dude? After I thought about for real, realized that I must have sunstroke! LOL! I shook my head at my folly and my overactive imagination. I smiled at myself and shook my head again.
I dropped off the sousaphone at the truck for the equipment guys to haul across campus from Navy Field to the music building. I dried myself off some with my tee shirt and put it back on. I went to the bike rack to get my mountain bike out of the rack for the long ride to my apartment in Carrboro. At least now there were some bike paths and bike lanes unlike the last time I had lived here. I was so ready for a shower and a beer before hitting the books. Classes had just started and I already was being dumped on with readings and assignments. At least I had decided to be a history major and didn't have any more math, science, or language to do! Just four courses each semester and I was done! Yes! And the Army paid enough for me to have my own apartment to myself. No roommate worries, thank God. Too old for that, I grinned!
I was so lost in my thoughts that I was oblivious to everything and everyone around me. I got my bike unlocked and unchained and stood up fast to put my backpack on and suddenly bumped into someone.
"I'm sorry", I immediately blurted out. "I wasn't watching what I was doing. Really sorry!"
"Well I'm not", he said. "It was my fault actually. I was standing too close to you."
Was it him? And what had he meant by that remark? I opened my eyes and realized that standing next to me was the guy who had stared at me earlier! He hadn't put his shirt back on so I was able to take (nearly) all of him in. What a beauty, I thought! They don't make them much finer than this! I had to admire his body. He was thinner than I normally like them, but had nice strong shoulders and chest, a tiny bit of hair near his nipples , a nice treasure trail leading down, and a very thin waist to go with. His shorts were barely held up by his narrow hips and his long legs were very muscular. Bet he had a killer little butt as well! LOL. And then I raised my eyes (to avoid focusing on his groin!) to meet his eyes. Again beautiful! His nose and lips were a bit too "pretty" for me, but his mop of dark curls, alabaster skin, and his "baby blues" made up for his prettiness.
And his eyes were now searching mine, as if he was trying to find something in mine. Well, this was getting awkward. I stood up fully and stretched out my hand to shake his. "Hi there. I'm Jacob, or Jake."
He took my hand and said, "Kevin." He gave my hand a firm shake, which I returned. He seemed very reluctant to let it go, but did eventually.
"I haven't seen you before, have I, Jake?" he asked.
"Nope. I've just come back to Carolina to finish up my senior year and thought band would be a good way to meet people and have some fun. I'm just glad I managed to pass the tryout. I'm really rusty!" I laughed.
His face lit up with an amazing smile. Wow! I'd have to try to say something funny to him again. Grin.
"Well, I'm glad you thought that, Jake", he replied. We made small talk in this way for a few more minutes, until I said I probably should be going since I had to ride all the way across town to my apartment. I could see a bit of disappointment that I had to leave. He masked that quickly, though, and said, "Oh, Jake, I remember what I came over to ask you." "Yes?" "As you know the band's going to Atlanta this weekend for the Georgia Tech game?" "Right." "We're staying the night since it's a night game." I nodded. "My normal roommate graduated last year and I need a roomie. You seem like a cool guy. Would you be my roomie Saturday night?"
I think my jaw dropped. Wow, maybe if I were lucky I'd get to see if he did have a killer butt. LOL. If I were extremely lucky might even get to see if his cock matched the rest of him! I didn't answer him immediately since I was thinking naughty thoughts about Kevin and had also forgotten about having to share a room on band trips. He started to look a little bit hurt so I snapped out of it and said, "sure, Kevin! That'll be fine. I had forgotten about having to share a room on band trips. And even though we've just met you seem like a cool guy, too. Ok, you're on! I'm sure we'll have fun, too."
He nodded and smiled his killer smile once again. "Oh, I'm sure we'll have fun." OK, what did he mean by that?
We chatted for a few more minutes but I really had to go. We waved goodbye and each went our separate ways.
We talked for a few minutes after every practice that week. I learned that he was a junior music education major. Couple of times he mentioned soccer practices. He said he didn't have much free time between music, classes, and soccer. I nodded at that. I didn't really either since I was still trying to get used to being a student again.
Saturday came quickly and we were soon getting on the bus. Kevin had arranged it so we were sitting together. The five hours went by quickly as we finally had a chance to really get to know each other. I discovered that I liked him quite a bit. He had a good sense of humor, was smart, and well read. We discovered we liked the same fantasy and science fiction writers. He was surprised to learn that I liked classical music and enjoyed concerts. I mentioned that I had sung at times in the past, too. He lit up at that and said I'd have to come sing in his church choir with him, if I were interested. Maybe, I indicated.
There was only one awkward moment. At one point I started to say something about how old I was and he stopped me immediately. "Jake", he said, "Never talk about how old you are. I don't want to know how old you are. Please? You're a senior and I'm a junior and that's that! Right?"
I nodded somewhat doubtfully. And changing the subject, he said, "and we all know that seniors are `ticklish' about being old!" And with that he began to tickle me! Well, I wasn't going to stand for that. The fight was on! Grin. It was several minutes before we laughingly called for a truce, almost out of breath.
"Boys, boys", someone chided us, sarcastically, from the back of the bus. I grinned sheepishly at that, but laughed out loud again when Kevin stood up and stuck out his tongue at our unknown complainer. His normally beautiful face looked so very funny with his comic expression that it really set me off again. Wow, when had I had so much fun? Not in ages!
We got to the game just before kick off due to Atlanta traffic and had to hustle to get up into the stands. We did our best to cheer the team on but the team is just mediocre this year and Tech was good, like usual. Still, it was closer than we had figured. One interesting moment though... At the end of the game we sang the Alma Mater, "Hark the Sound". I sang the normal melody in my baritone voice. Suddenly I realized that Kevin was doing a kind of descant in a tenor voice. We looked at each other and started to sing to each other, listening to each other, and balancing our voices and tones until we were singing a real duet. I hadn't realized that people around us had stopped singing until we were done and the people near us started applauding! "You guys are good", someone said. "Give them a mic next time", someone else said. Someone else teased us and said in a very sarcastic tone, "you guys make beautiful music together!" That set off general laughter. But I heard Kevin say quietly, "Yes, we do."
We had a nice meal in a restaurant in Midtown and had cocktails (yes, Kevin made it clear he was over 21 to the waitress) before heading out to the chain motel nearer the edge of town. Budgets, budgets... It was clean anyway. By the time we got to our room, it was after 11. No point in trying to go out now. Not that there was any place to go near either. And WTF? I had expected two beds in the room. But there was only one! Kevin laughed at my expression.
"Hey Jake. If you could see your face! Don't worry about it. I don't biteÑunless you want me, too" and he laughed again. I had to chuckle then. Of course the real reason I was upset was because I wasn't sure how I'd handle being in the same bed with Kevin. I had to face that I was very, very attracted to him, but we'd never talked about anything to do with sex or other people and relationships. I realized I didn't know how he felt about me or if he even felt "that way" at all. In fact he probably didn't know if I were "that way" either. I guess I started frowning then.
"Lighten up," Kevin said. He reached into his overnight bag and suddenly a can of beer was flying across the room, aimed at me! I barely had the sense to grab it out of the air! He applauded my efforts with a shit-eating grin. I wanted to get him down and tickle him again to wipe that grin right off his face! I settled for lying on the bed near Kevin and popping open the can. Aaahhhhh! I needed that! We toasted each other and sat sort of propped up on the pillows and the headboard peacefully downing our beers. For a change we didn't talk, just drank in peace. Soon the first one was gone. Kevin looked over at me and I nodded. He stood up and reached into his bag for our second round. This time he didn't throw it at me, but came over to me and sat down very close, next to me, although not touching. We tapped cans and drank some, still in silence.
"We need a shower before bed, Jake", Kevin said. "Age before beauty. Go ahead first Jake, but make it quick. This bed is calling my name!"
I chuckled at that and got out my overnight bag and pulled out a pair of clean underwear. I could tell Kevin was watching me. I mean, what else was there to watch? Grin. I suddenly decided to put on a show for him. I started to sing the classic burlesque strip tease music and slowly started to strip. I looked over my shoulder and saw Kevin laughing. He then whistled, too. That made me laugh and I exaggerated my movements. I puffed out my chest. I pumped up my biceps. With my pants still on I gyrated my hips and stuck out my butt. Kevin kept making appreciative noises and started to yell, "more, more!"
Very, very, slowly I dropped my trousers, all the while keeping up my gyrations and running my hands over my much more exposed body. Eventually I dropped my pants on the floor. They were completely off. I then ripped off my socks in dramatic fashion and was now only dressed in my white Jockey briefs. Oops! My strip tease had gotten me worked up, too! I realized I was well on the way to a full erection! I wasn't sure if that would be "too much information" for Kevin! Keeping my butt facing Kevin, I walked into the bathroom.
He yelled out, "Awwwwww!" Oh well, why not? Still keeping my cock hidden, I ripped off my briefs and flexed my butt muscles at him! I looked over my shoulder and got a brief glimpse of his expression (was that lust?) before closing the door.
I had hoped to jack off in the shower, but now wasn't sure if I had enough time to do it. I had a vision of being hard and close and Kevin pounding on the door saying he had to take a piss and what was taking so long anyway? So, I took a quick and pretty cold shower making my erection go down. I put on my clean briefs and prepared to walk back into the bedroom. I was still a bit "plump" down there but no longer erect. Kevin would just have to deal with that.
I walked back into the room, trying not to look at him, but could tell he was certainly looking at me. I pulled the covers back and slid into bed under the covers and not too close to Kevin. I looked over at him questioning him. He just smiled and said, "my turn".
He certainly then did take his turn. He imitated everything I had done, singing the same music, maybe even taking even longer in his strip! Fuck, was he hot! I think I started to sweat and salivate both, watching him dance! When he was finally down to his bikini briefs (bikini briefs!) I finally decided he was not too thin, but just right! His broad shoulders, long torso, and long, very muscular, legs gave him just the right balance. And those abs! He also turned away from me as he strode into the bathroom. He also stripped off his briefs to let me see what was indeed a killer butt before closing the door. I think my jaw dropped once again, my tongue was hanging out of my mouth, and I know I was staring in lust as he looked over his should at me before closing the door. Oh well. Busted. I'd get through the night somehow. Too soon I heard the shower stop. Kevin had another pair of bikini briefs on and I couldn't help but admire his crotch and what must have been a plumped cock. He crossed the room and got in bed with me, under the covers. Neither one of us said anything or even knew what to say.
Finally he yelled, "I can't sleep in these damned things!" He ripped off his briefs and threw them across the room towards his bag. I nodded and slowly took off my own briefs and threw them on the floor. So now we were both naked in bed together.
Kevin then rolled closer to me. "Are you sleepy?" "No", I said. "The shower and the strip tease woke me up", I said, trying to ease the atmosphere. "Yeah, the strip tease definitely woke me up!" he said. Well, what does that mean? Is he talking about my strip tease or his strip tease or both? To my surprise he spoke up again quickly.
"Jake, this may be none of my business, but are you in a relationship of some kind?"
Well, that's not exactly the question I thought he'd ask. Still...
"Nope, Kevin. I guess I've never really been in a relationship with anybody. I've had fun at times but never found anyone to settle down with. Guess I'm just too `ornery'", I said, again trying to lighten the tension. I wondered if he picked up on my "gender neutral" phrasing.
However all he said was "me neither". Again silence for a few minutes...
He rolled even closer to me then and asked, "Do you believe in love at first sight?" Again not the question I expected. He kept taking me off guard. Time to joke a bit.
"I guess I don't believe in love at first sight. However, I do believe in lust at first sight!" I grinned at that.
"I'll settle for that", he said. "And I think we've both witnessed that in each other." With that he finished rolling over to me and took me in his arms! I was in shock! But damn he felt fantastic! I soon realized we were both hard as a rock. He climbed on top of me and enveloped me in his arms (something I'm not used to as a pretty big guy myself!). I felt his face sliding along mine and soon his lips on mine. Instinctively I opened my mouth to him. His tongue soon slid into my mouth and started to duel gently with mine. He was treating me so gently, as if I might break. Enough of that!
I pushed him over, climbed on top of him, rubbed my body and my cock hard against his and fucking attacked his mouth with mine! He gasped with sudden passion and started writhing beneath me. I could feel us both leaking precum. I wanted to touch every inch of his body with mine and let him know what making love with a man was really like! I'm not a woman and if I want a man, I want a man! Well, I got one! Soon he rolled me back on my back in a neat wrestling move and attacked me back! He even slammed his body down on mine. Our mouths, nipples, and cocks were fighting some kind of battle of passion. Fuck yeah!
"Tiger", I managed to get out when he came up for breath and let my mouth go, "Mmmm...I like it when you get rough. Yummm..."
"Jake", he said. "You're such an ass sometimes."
"Sometimes?" I asked.
He answered me by going after my mouth again.
Our hands were not idle either, but were feeling up every inch of our back sides. And once I found his cute killer butt I couldn't let go. Damn was this dude hot all over! Now time to finally see the cock, too! I managed to get him on his side, and then started to scoot him around until I could get at his cock. He helped me out when he got at what I was trying to do. Suddenly we were in a perfect 69 position. Yes! Damn, even his cock was perfect, slightly longer than mine and pretty thinÑand just pretty! Definitely a mouthful and my ass twitched thinking about another place for him to put it! For now, though I wanted to taste it.
I loved the taste of his precum as I began to deep throat his gorgeous piece. My hands went back to his butt, kneading his muscles, and playing with what I am sure would turn out to be a beautiful hole, too. I soon felt him take my slightly shorter and thicker cock into his mouth as well. Wow, the boy was no beginner!
I gave him my very best then and could tell from his sudden gasps and moans how good it was! Soon he panted out, "Jake, Jake, I'm going to cum". "That's the point, isn't it?" I gasped back. But before he could answer I redoubled my efforts on his gorgeous cock. He gasped again and suddenly yelled out his orgasm! "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH". Even his cum tasted great. Yummm!!!! Even when yelling he never took my cock out of his mouth and now was using his hands and mouth to milk me dry. "Fuuuuuucckkkk" I yelled as my own orgasm hit me with steamroller force.
We eventually came down from our high and climbed up into each other's arms. To my surprise I found we had both kept a bit of cum to share in our mouths. Wow. After we had finally swallowed it all, I couldn't help but murmur, "Um kinky, Tiger, my kind of man!" "No more than you!" he retorted.
We snuggled in silence for a while, very happy and content. Finally my mood changed. It was time to talk before this went any further.
"Kevin, why me? I mean you're one of the best looking guys I've ever seen as well as smart, knowledgeable, and funny. You could have any man or woman you wanted. Why me?" I realized I really needed to know. The sex we had just had had been fantastic, but I was beginning to understand there was more here than sex.
"Jake, when I asked you if you believed in love at first sight, you gave me the typical Jake smartass answer." "And look where it got you", I couldn't help but answer. He gave a short laugh but went on, "you didn't ask me if I believe in love at first sight." I just waited. "Well, I do. The first time I saw you, I really noticed you. I saw this real man who moved with assurance. I saw this really hot body and cute jock butt in his tight tee and cut off shorts. When I saw your face I saw the All-American complete with freckles and sandy hair. I saw the twinkle in your green eyes." "Hazel", I automatically corrected him. "Shut up and let me finish this before I lose my nerve. And when you took off your shirt, and fucking flaunted your gorgeous body and hot hairy chest, I almost passed out! And that cute little innocent smile! I so knew then that I was going to have you, somehow some day. This whole week has been torture, although I was glad to find out the rest of you was just as wonderful as I had hoped, except for the fact of what an ass you are!" I snorted at that.
"Jake, I think I loved you at first sight. I think I've been falling in love with you ever since."
I blushed at that. And what did I feel? I had just received the first declaration of love in my entire life.
I rolled over on top of Kevin, took his head in my hands and kissed him softly.
"Kevin, you're the best looking guy I've even been naked with." His turn to chortle... "And you're a stud and a tiger in bed. You fulfill every fantasy I've ever had. But..." And I let the silence stretch out a bit. I felt him involuntarily stiffen beneath me, "But?" he said. "But I'm also falling in love with you and it scares me a bit. I mean there's the age difference, too..." "Jake, we're not talking about that tonight!" he interrupted quickly. OK, not tonight, I thought, but soon... "I've never been in love before and don't know what to think or do."
He grabbed both of our cocks, which were already starting to harden and started jacking us both off while kissing me softly. "Well, just do what comes (cums?) naturally!"
"Oh, so you're ready for Round Two already, Tiger?" I teased. "Hell yeah, lover", he retorted. My turn to jump when he used the "l" word! That made him give out a wicked chuckle. "You want to repeat Round One or explore new horizons?" he asked. "Why don't you just try to find out?" I said in my best vamp voice.
In another neat move he suddenly had me back on my back (where did the boy learn them, I wondered?). "Oh Jakey, I plan to. I really plan to..."
And he did, but that's a different story...
To be continued?
Mikedave01@yahoo.com (zero one)
NB: I woke up from dreaming most of this story this morning and have felt compelled to write it out today. And yes, I did dream Round Two this morning, too...
And Kevin, wherefore are thou, my Kevin?
P.S. My "Older and Younger" series is now finished.