Learning How 1 by Mark James
College was a new experience, since I came from a small town. I was an 18 year old out of his depth. There were way more people in the college than there were in my home town. I had never been very good at meeting people and it was no different here. But at least I did not have to live in the dorm. I had an off campus house thanks to a rich uncle, who had set up a trust fund for me, and my consulting business. Don't get me wrong, I'm not rich but at least I don't have to deal with the jerks that live in the dorm.
I always seem to attract the local bullies, no matter where I am. I really don't understand. It's true I'm smart but I don't advertise the fact and I don't act like a nerd or a geek. I don't follow and don't have any interest in discussing sports. I am pretty well built and not bad looking. Nobody can tell I am gay from looking at me. Since I am no good at meeting people I just prefer to be alone. I guess that is all it takes to attract the hyenas.
I thought not being in the dorm would take me off their radar, but unfortunately 3 of my classes had a contingent of jocks among the students. It did not take long for them to pounce.
I got singled out as the butt of their jokes almost immediately. I could just see my life spiraling into misery.
One day I was sitting in my seat waiting for class to start when I heard a voice ask me if the seat next to me was taken.
I said "No" without even looking up.
He sat down.
Two or three of the jocks came in and a couple of them started making comments about me.
The guy who just sat down said, "Cut it out Mike and you too Pete."
To my surprise I heard them say, "Sure Jason, we were just joking around."
Jason said "It's not funny to him" gesturing at me. "You owe him an apology."
They said, "Hey guy, we didn't mean any harm. Sorry."
I turned my head and looked over at him for the first time, wondering who it was that had such dominion over those jock jerks. I was looking at a blond, blue eyed Greek God who, with his incredible build had to be a jock himself. It was a good thing I was wearing jockey shorts or my instant erection would have been all too visible.
He put out his hand and said, "Hi I'm Jason. Don't mind them. They aren't bad guys; they just have the manners and sensitivity of a door."
I shook his hand and said, "I'm Bryan. Thanks for calling off the barbarians. How did you do that anyway?"
He said, "We play on the football team together. I'm the quarterback and for some reason they look up to me."
At that point the professor came in and class started. When class was over Jason left with a couple of his team members. Later he showed up in 2 more of my classes but he was sitting across the room in those classes. Interestingly enough, after the comments Jason had made to his team members, all harassment of me in other classes stopped even when it had been different jocks causing the problem in the other classes.
One day I was sitting in the cafeteria-alone as usual-eating lunch when a guy said, "Mind if I join you."
I looked up angrily and was about to say, "Yes I mind," when I saw it was Jason.
I shifted gears in mid stream, smiled and I said, "No, I don't mind."
He sat down and said, "Yes you do. Mind I mean, but thanks. I know you probably didn't notice but the place is full up. I could probably sit anywhere but then I would have to displace somebody else and become "Jason, the quarterback." I get so sick of people fawning on me just because I'm a good athlete. At least I know you won't do that. If you don't want to talk, that's fine, I'll just eat my lunch."
So that's what we did. It wasn't that we had nothing to talk about; it was that I was tongue tied. We finished eating and went our separate ways.
It was funny because from that time on people I knew who routinely ignored me and people I didn't know started saying, "Hi Bryan," when I passed.
Jason would pass by my seat in the classes where we did not sit next to each other, pat me on the back and say, "Hi buddy, how's it going." In the class where we sat together Jason would talk to me when everybody else wanted to talk to him. He drew me out of my shell and we found we did have mutual interests and football was almost never mentioned.
Because he never introduced the subject, I did. It was so central to his life that it didn't seem fair for me to just pretend that he wasn't who he was. I even went to some games but only because he was the star player.
It wasn't unusual to find us in the cafeteria, on the quad or in the park just sitting and talking. Many people found our relationship to be weird and I overheard many comments people made wondering what Jason saw in me, when he could be their friend. Privately, of course I wondered about why he liked me also. Jason just blithely ignored it all.
"Bryan," Jason asked me one day, "Can you help me with this calculus crap. I really don't understand what it's all about. You are a math major; maybe you can explain it better than the professor does."
"Sure Jason, it's not as complicated as it appears. I think the professor does it the way he does just to make himself important. He really shouldn't be teaching."
"Great, can you come over to my dorm room, about 7:00 PM? We can get a pizza."
When I arrived Jason answered the door with a towel wrapped around his waist. I could see the drops of water on his chest where he had missed with the towel.
"Sorry, I'm running late."
He put a do not disturb sign on the door before he closed it.
"That will keep most people away. Otherwise this place is like grand central station. Everybody wants a piece of me or my time. It is a wonder I haven't flunked out of school."
He took off his towel and started drying his hair as he walked to the other side of the room.
I was transfixed. I could hardly breathe and I had the fiercest hard-on I had ever had making a bulge in my shorts. I had never seen him naked before. The reality was so much better than any of the fantasies I conjured up in my head when I jacked off.
He was saying, "I've set us up over here. I think there is enough room."
He turned around and saw me.
"What's wrong," he said as he came back across the room and took me by the shoulders, "You're as white as a sheet."
He bent down and picked me up. The bulge in my shorts was staring him in the face as he carried me over to his bed and lay me down.
I tried to get up as I mumbled, "I've got to go. I can't stay."
He sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped his arms around me as I mumbled in his ear, "I've got to go. Please let me go."
Then I betrayed myself. My arms of their own volition wrapped themselves around his chest and held him close as my eyes filled with tears.
"I'm sorry, I lost control. I'll leave. I'm sorry"
"I'm not," he said. "I love you, but you never showed any indication that you felt that way about me until I saw this. Maybe this doesn't mean you love me but it certainly means you lust for me. I didn't know if you were gay or not. You are certainly good at hiding it."
I felt his hand stroking the hard bulge in my shorts.
"You-you love me?" I asked.
He took my hand and led it to his erect cock.
He took me by the shoulders, pushed me back, looked into my eyes and said, "Would my cock lie?"
Inexorably our faces drifted closer until we were gently kissing.
I couldn't stand it. I wanted him so badly. I pulled him to his feet, slid to my knees and sucked his cock.
"Oh God, you are a great cocksucker."
"I'm glad you think so because yours is only the second cock I've sucked."
I sucked his cock for a while and then I backed off. I stroked both his legs with my hands starting with his ankles and working upward. I had wanted to touch him for so long and now I could.
"Jesus, that's so great. I love your touch."
I stood up and hugged him. My hands roamed over his back and gently massaged his buttocks.
He took my head in his hands, tuned it up and kissed me and then said, "I love you."
He slid down my body until he was kneeling on the floor and sucked on the head of my cock while he gently stroked my balls.
"He looked up at me and said, "I hope I'm as good as you are because, just like you, yours is also only my second cock."
I knew this had to be a dream and I didn't want to wake-up. That this hot jock stud was on the flooring sucking my cock was unbelievable.
He slid his hot wet lips down my stalk until he was nuzzling my pubic hair and then he was slowly deep throating my cock.
My whole body shivered with ecstasy.
He pushed my backwards and I lay on the bed on my back as he continued to minister to my throbbing cock with his hot mouth.
He slid his hands all over my body as he sucked on my cock. His touch was like hundreds of small electrical shocks and I felt my cock harden and grow as I savored the touch of his hands and mouth. I knew I was going to come and I guess he sensed it too because he twisted his body around, lay on top of me in a 69 position and slid his cock down my throat.
We lay there slobbering on each others cocks for a few minutes and then almost simultaneously we came in each others mouth. With a lot of grunting, pushing and pulling we sucked each other dry and swallowed down what the other offered.
After a while Jason got up, lay down next to me, kissed me gently and I responded in kind. Then we were sucking tongues and tasting each others cum. Jason starting kissing my face all over and then he moved down my body, kissing me all over. I was overcome with emotion and suddenly Jason was back face to face with me.
"What's the matter?"
"I don't know," I said. "I can't believe what just happened. I am still waiting to wake up."
"I think we finally found each other, but now we have to figure out how to make it work. Everybody knows or thinks you are gay but nobody knows I am. If it comes out I will probably lose my athletic scholarship. But right now the problem is calculus. If I don't learn what the hell I'm doing I will lose my scholarship for academic deficiency. So let's get dressed. I will order a pizza and we can see if you can teach me calculus."
Jason wasn't stupid no matter what anyone says about jocks he just needed an explanation he could understand. The tutoring really didn't take all that long.
"Is that all here is to it," he asked. Why didn't the professor just say that? You ought to be teaching the class."
"Hey there are good teachers and bad teachers. We just got a bad one."
There was a knock on the door. The pizza had arrived.
Jason went to the door, got the pizza and removed the Do Not Disturb sign.
We had barely gotten started on the pizza when people started coming in and out and cell phones started ringing.
After a while he looked at me and shrugged his shoulders.
I finished my pizza and said, "I will see you later."
I thought about the situation as I drove home. Jason was a public figure, known not only in school but throughout the city and state. I had never given it much thought but when I did I realized that between classes, practice, study, games, dating and travel he had very little private time. I also realized that of the little free time he had he spent a lot of it with me.
He couldn't be seen staying overnight with me or me with him nor could he be seen in any gay locales or situations. He was too identifiable.
Maybe being a celebrity isn't so much fun, I thought.
But I went away walking on clouds and kept repeating to myself, "He loves me."
One day we walked out of the math building together.
Jason said, "You don't have another class for 2 hours do you?"
I said, "No," looking at him with a questioning look.
"Let's go for a ride."
"OK."
We drove out off of the campus into a rural area and Jason took a side road and then a dirt road and stopped in the middle of nowhere. Before I knew it he had leaned over and was gnawing at my cock through the material in my jeans.
My cock immediately hardened up and he unzipped me, pulled out my cock and went down on me.
Then he backed off and said, "Oh, God, I've been dreaming about your cock for days. I've already had 2 wet dreams thinking about you and I just had to have your cock. Stolen time and a deserted road is the only way I knew we could have sex together."
He went back to sucking my dick. He liked that I had a big head and he loved to lick and suck and on it. While he was doing that I undid my jeans and between us we pushed them down around my ankles. I leaned back, stroked his hair as he sucked and thought how lucky I was. ----------------------------Change of narrator----------------------------------
I started going down on his cock. I tried doing down further and further each time I sucked on it. It went easily down my throat. As it reached the back of my throat I relaxed my throat muscles and let it go down my throat. Fortunately I can open my mouth real wide and had little trouble finally deep throating it. I now had the rhythm and was taking his cock all the way to his bush and sucking on it as I withdrew up his stalk to the slit in the head of his dick. He started thrusting up to meet me as I was going down on him.
He took my head in his hands and held it half way down his cock. Then he started humping his hips, driving his dick slowly in and out of my mouth.
Bryan asked, "Do you like that?"
I said, "Ugh um," and tried to shake my head for yes.
He pulled my head off of his dick and asked, "You want to take my cum?"
I said, "Oh yes."
He forced my head down until his cock filled my mouth and started humping my mouth faster.
He kept his cock in my mouth as he unloaded his creamy load down my throat and I could feel his cum fill my throat as he said, "Swallow Jason, swallow."
I did. I swallowed his cum and then I held his cock in my mouth until it got flaccid in my mouth.
I sucked the length of his cock, making sure I got all of his cum, as I backed my mouth off of his dick and let it go.
"Fuck man, that was awesome," Bryan said as he leaned over and kissed me.
I stood up, turned around and pulled out my hard cock. The head was wet with pre-cum.
-------------------------------------Change of Narrator------------------------------- I said, "I want to suck you."
I swallowed Jason's cock as far as I could. He started humping my mouth, driving his cock in and out. I cupped his balls and slowly fondled them as he fucked me in the mouth with his meat. He started stroking faster and more urgently as I felt his body tense, straining for release. Then he shot and my mouth was filled with cum. I swallowed and swallowed but found it hard to keep up with the flow. I kept swallowing until he stopped cumming. Then I knelt with his cock in my mouth sucking on it as it got smaller and smaller.
He said, "I've got to sit down," as he slid down in the drivers seat. "Fuck, man we've got to go or we are going to be late for class. But I don't care if I'm late it was worth it."
He revved up the engine and then we were flying down the road.