Somewhere I Have Never Travelled 18
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When James got off the train from Toronto after leaving Rob, he decided to look in on Mark, since Rob was a little worried about him alone. They knew about Tomas, but Rob, and James, still felt a little worried. He realized he felt a bit protective of him, like he was a little brother. Since he had no brothers, this was an unusual feeling.
The train trip was as usual dull and the early September landscape was the same as always. He read his book and tried not to think about having declared his feelings to Rob. It seemed as if it was both five minutes ago and five years ago. Why was it so uncomfortable to have said it? He didn't want to think about it.
He knocked on Sam and Mark's door. When it opened, Mark's face lit up and he threw his arms around him happily.
"It's so nice to see you! I've been thinking about you a lot." He beamed at James.
"I'm glad...I thought I would see how you're doing. It's been what? About three weeks since he left?"
"Three weeks and four days, not that I'm counting every second."
They both laughed. "But you're ok?"
Mark looked a little embarrassed. "Yeah, I'm fine. I've got good people around me -- including you."
James could feel his cheeks flush. He realized for the millionth time that he didn't like praise very much. They sat and talked for a while, and Mark fed him lunch. When he left, he hugged Mark close and told him he could come and see him whenever he wanted. Mark kissed his cheek and sent him on his way.
He wandered back to campus, feeling out-of-sorts. He found himself at the athletic complex and wondered if he should have a swim. Deciding some exercise would be good, he went in and did a bunch of lengths, exhausting himself.
Back in the change room, which was deserted this Sunday afternoon, he wondered if anyone was around, so he did a little loop of the room. He saw two guys changing on the other side. He looked at them, a little smile on his face and turned and went into the showers. He hung his bathing suit on the shower and soaped himself up. He had his back to the entrance, but he could hear the guys come in and they stood on either side of him.
He casually turned to one side and looked more closely, in little glances, as he rinsed himself off. They guy was tall and muscular with shoulder length brown hair. He was just standing under the water but staring at him. He turned to the guy on the other side, who was shorter and even more muscular, with tattoos and a big cock that was already half hard. James smiled at both of them, and turned, grabbed his bathing suit and walked into the sauna, which, thankfully, was empty. As he went inside, he turned and smiled at the two guys.
He sat down, his own cock almost completely hard and he rubbed it in anticipation. Sure enough, the door opened and the two guys came in and sat on either side of him, their own cocks completely hard. No one said anything, but they watched each other sliding their hands on the rigid lengths. The tattooed guy, he realized, was really thick and his balls were huge. James licked his lips and got off the bench and on his knees. He went for the thick one first, licking the guys balls, trying to suck each one in. The guys watched him, his mouth open. The other guy got up on the bench and went over to him, and slid his cock in his mouth. James looked up and watched them go, while still lapping at the other one's balls.
He moved him mouth up to his cock and he could barely get it in his mouth it was so thick. The guy put his hands on James's head and forced him down, which, he realized, was what he wanted. He wanted to feel used. He slid his mouth off and looked up to the other one. "You want to fuck me?"
The guy smiled and came down and positioned himself behind him. He spit on his cock and slicked it up and James felt the pressure on his asshole, which was almost painful. He wondered if he should have brought some lube, but it was too late.
He kept sucking the thick dick and cramming it into his mouth the best he could, but it was almost too much. He felt the tall guy's dick going deeper, and deeper and the sweat helped. He wiggled his hips so it would go in deeper still. The guy bottomed out and leaned forward, whispering in his ear,
"I want fuck you hard. Is that ok?"
"Go for it."
James felt the first thrust through his whole body. It was almost painful, but also amazing and he used the intensity to completely take the thick cock down. The guy still on the bench moaned. James realized he probably didn't have much time, as it was the middle of the day, so he began jacking the cock he was sucking. The sauna door opened and another guy came in. James felt a little stab of fear, but then realized that the guy came and sat down in front of him, and another dick was presented to him. This one was not so large, but it was red at the tip, and uncut and really hard. He sucked that one, while still jacking the first one. He began to get a little dizzy as what was happening in his ass was almost painful.
Some part of him woke up and he knew this had to end soon, so he pulled himself off the tall guy behind him, turned around and began to slide his hand on it, the head of his cock in his mouth. It only took a minute and his mouth was full of his cum, which he swallowed hungrily. His mind began to swim again, as he turned and the other two jacked their cocks into his mouth. As soon as he had swallowed, and emptied himself onto the sauna floor, he got up, gave the three a little salute and left the sauna.
As he dressed, ignoring the three guys who also came in, he felt happy and guilty in equal measure. Why had he done this? It was fun, exciting and dangerous, but was it necessary?
He walked out of the building and down a leafy path toward his residence. He could taste the cum that had passed his lips, the tang of it was exciting. What would Rob think about what he had just done? Would he care? Had he any right to care?
Back in his new dorm room, he lay on his bed, thinking. He missed his old roommate Matteo who would have had thoughtful things to say about all this. About love. About sex. For a straight guy, he was very wise and that was a rare things. But now, alone, he wasn't so sure. Defiance mixed with...what? Obligation? He wasn't sure. After a while, he fell asleep.
The next few days he was knee deep in classes and readings and paper assignments. Grad school was both complete chaos and way too much work. He got a text from Rob the following Friday.
I'm coming to town to see you (and Mark) so I hope you keep the bed warm for me! See you around 8. XX
He was surprised at how happy he was to see this. He forgot about what happened in the shower. Who cares. This was more important. He decided to have a long bath which, now that he had his own room, was easy. He luxuriated in the fragrant water, his body relaxing and his mind clearing. He had vague memories of the antics in the athletic centre washroom, but they faded, along with the water as it went down the drain.
He just got out of the bath when he heard the door open. "I'm here!" Coming out of the bathroom, he found Rob putting his bag on the bed. "You are happy to see me...you decided not to wear anything!"
Rob wrapped him up in a big hug and kissed him. Part of him didn't want to feel so comforted, so damned happy to be enclosed in those arms. But he hugged back, despite himself. They kissed for a while, and he felt his cock get hard against Rob's pants. Rob looked into his eyes, "We either have to have sex, or go find some dinner. I think those are the only two choices."
In answer, he undid Rob's pants and fished out his cock, which was still soft. He held it in his hand and used his other hand to slide his pants down. Rob unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, throwing it on the floor. "I guess I can have sex while I'm hungry..." and he kissed James intensely, pulling his face into his, his tongue searching his mouth while James ran his hand up and down his now engorged dick, then cupped his balls.
Rob stepped back and sat on the bed, pulling James toward him, aiming his cock at his mouth. He sucked him hungrily, moaning and taking James's ass in both hands, pushed him into his mouth. James smiled above him, holding Rob's head for support. Then he pushed Rob back on the bed. "Slide back."
Rob did as he was told, and James followed him, except turned and positioned his cock over Rob's mouth and his face of Rob's cock. They each took each other down, James able to use his hips to drive his cock further into Rob's mouth, his balls hitting Rob's nose. He spent some time sucking at the head of Rob's cock, tasting the fluid that ran out, smelling the day's worth of sweat and work coming from his groin and it caused him to feel even more intense. He wanted to consume Rob, as if he were food. Where is this coming from, he thought.
Rob moaned into his cock and his hips began to push up into his mouth. His own cock was getting harder and he could feel his balls mashing into Rob's face. He slipped off Rob's cock and braced himself on the bed with his arms so he could begin to really fuck Rob's mouth, his whole length going in. Rob didn't stop and soon took his own cock in his hand and began to work on it a bit frantically. James stared down at it, occasionally licking the head as little drops of precum appeared. As Rob began to get more frantic, he pulled his cock out of Rob's mouth and turned around, aiming his ass so that Rob's length began to slip in. He was beginning to enjoy doing this without lube since it almost, but not quite, was painful.
Rob looked up at him, almost surprised. "You like that...a little too much friction."
"Yeah. It's a real turn on."
"I see..." and he began to fuck him from below, jamming himself into James and only a few times before, with a few more jagged thrusts, came with a gasp, and James felt Rob's cock emptying into him and his own cock bursting all over his hand and dripping on Rob's belly and chest. He was breathing heavily, his head thrown back. He reached down and collected some of his cum and lifting off Rob, smeared it on Rob's cock, then sat back down on it easily, feeling the mixture of cum in him.
Rob seemed fascinated. "That was interesting."
"I want to mix us up together in me. Just a whim."
"I like your whims."
Laughing, James pulled himself off Rob and lay down beside him. Lazily, they kissed for a while, turning towards each other, their now soft dicks sliding together as they held each other's asses. Rob lay back and stared at the ceiling. "It never gets old...you and I...having sex. It's kind of amazing."
"I'm glad. I don't like it to get old. At least before I do." And he laughed.
Rob turned to him, and they kissed again. Then his stomach growled. He laughed, and said "So where are we going to eat?"
Over dinner in a Thai restaurant, they talked easily about Rob's work, about his noisy neighbours and James told him about his classes and how much work he had to do. They talked comfortably and long. Finally, Rob looked at his phone. "I've got to get to bed. It's late and I've been up for ages."
Having paid the bill, they walked back to James's room. James poured them a little brandy and they lay in his bed, naked, and sipped.
Rob looked at him for a moment, then said, "When do you finish your masters?"
"Oh...well it's supposed to be a one-year masters, whatever that means, so September of next year. Why?"
"I wanted to ask...well...I suddenly feel scared asking you this. But do you want to move to Toronto and live with me?"
James was silent for a moment. He looked at Rob and sipped his brandy. Rob laughed nervously. "You're scaring me."
"Sorry. I'm just surprised. I mean I wasn't expecting that."
"You don't have to decide right now. It's just a thought. I at least thought being in the same city would make this easier. For both of us."
"That makes sense. But I need to think about it. You know, I was thinking about moving to Toronto when I finished anyway. But to move in with you feels like a big step."
"Right. It is...anyway, give it some thought."
James leaned over and kissed him, tasting brandy. "I will."
They slept soon after, Rob dozing off still holding his glass which James took from him and put on the side table. Then he turned off the lights and lay back. He didn't sleep for a while. He felt anxious and slightly resentful but he had no idea why, given the simplicity and sincerity and, well, love, behind Rob's request. James finally dozed off, listening to the soft snores beside him.
James woke the next morning early, before Rob was awake, and threw on some track pants and a t-shirt. He went down and across the street to the coffee shop, buying them some croissant and coffee. When he got back upstairs, Rob was awake, lying in bed looking at the ceiling.
"I got us breakfast."
"I was hoping that's where you were." James leaned down and kissed him, handing him the coffee.
They lay in bed, sipping, getting crumbs everywhere. At one point, James put his coffee on the table and burrowed under the covers and began to suck Rob. He had noticed his cock was hard, so he took advantage. Rob seemed almost surprised, but he just lay there, moaning. At one point he said, "I have to pee, and when I have to pee I usually cum really fast...so watch out."
James redoubled his efforts and sure enough, with an almost choking gasp, Rob unloaded into his mouth and he leaned forward, his hands on James's head while he poured into James mouth. Even though he had been fast, there was a surprising amount of cum which he swallowed,
He slid out from Rob's groin and lay back, jerking himself. Rob leaned forward and spit on his cock, making it slick. Then he sucked James a few times. "Mmmm...coffee and cock."
James laughed and, almost as quickly came in a big spurt on his belly, then all over his hand which he brought to his mouth and licked off. "Do you think I'm weird for doing this, eating my cum so much?"
"Not at all. Apparently my brother does it all the time."
"How on earth do you know that?"
"Mark told me once. He likes it, too. So no, you're not the only one."
"Interesting."
They lay in bed for a while longer, Rob getting up to pee once, but otherwise just dozing, or talking. James felt safe, something he didn't normally feel. After lunch, they went and visited Mark, who seemed, to James, to be doing pretty well. Tomas was there, and James could tell they had slept together. Apparently they had an interesting arrangement, the three of them. He realized he was fascinated. Tomas was really beautiful and he also realized he was a little envious.
But walking back to his room with Rob, who was equally beautiful, his feeling of contentment came back. For now, it felt good. He knew other feelings would come and confuse him, other urges would distract him, but today, on this lovely September afternoon, there was no where else he wanted to be. He leaned over and kissed Rob's cheek, who smiled at him.