Alex and I were able to go out two more times before I had to head back to school. We never made it inside room fourteen. I had nightly visits with Mr. Hand with unfulfilled fantasies of Officer Robinson. On the last day, he texted me that he hoped I had a safe flight and that he wanted to see me again when the semester was out. He asked me to come visit him after finals. I texted that I would. He was being cautious, I told myself, and that might be a good thing.
I did feel a bit of sadness as I watched the coastline disappear from the airplane window. Albert fell asleep almost immediately. The last half of the last semester of my freshman year ahead of me, I reminded myself not to lose focus. Finding sex wasn’t the only thing to look forward to. I wanted to graduate with honors. The smile from a handsome flight attendant reminded me that there were opportunities ahead. I just needed to be careful. Perhaps I should develop an attitude more like Alex, but I knew that if I had the opportunity to be with a handsome guy, I would do it without compunction.
I had decided not to fret about Alex. I would see him at the end of May. I would know when I saw him whether things were possible for us, whether we would just be friends, or whether we would go our separate ways. I was not going to think about it or him until the semester was over.
It turned out to be easier than I thought when I received a letter from Colt.
Dear Jason,
First of all, I need to thank you for what you have done for me and what you have given me. My life is so much richer because you were in it. I will never forget the beauty of spending last Christmas Eve with you. I didn’t tell you then, but I met a gay girl named Alice. We really enjoyed one another’s company. Like me, she has always wanted children, and we wondered whether that would ever be a possibility.
We did a lot of talking, a lot of sharing, and at one point, we were physical. It was enjoyable, and we have decided that we want to build a life together with children. We also agreed that we would make a break with the past.
That’s the hard part. You’re really the only part of my past that I would want to hold onto, my dear friend. But I am asking you to help me with that by not contacting me. My heart is heavy and aching, and knowing how you held me when I ask, I imagine that there is pain on your part.
I wish you all the happiness and joy and love that life can give a person.
Colt.
I had not cried in years, but my heart cracked that day. I huddled in my bed with my knees drawn under my chin. I hadn’t expected to marry Colt, but I had expected him to always be my friend. I had even seen him as my best man at my wedding. I felt lost in a world of confusing choices. The next day, I pulled myself together, or at least I thought I did. I focused on my studies, determined to abstain from men until the end of the semester.
Albert commented that I didn’t seem to smile much any more. I told him that I just needed to take my studies more seriously.
“You’re already acing all your classes. How much more serious do you need to be?”
“I don’t want to let my guard down and ruin my chance for being on the dean’s list.”
“You’re going to end up in the exhaustion ward of the hospital if you don’t relax a little bit.”
I smiled at that. “OK. I’ll take it easy this evening. Maybe watch some TV or something.”
He walked over to me and poked my shoulder with his finger. “You need to come to the frat party with us tonight.”
“With you and your gang?” I asked.
“Once we’re there, you won’t even see them.”
“I’m good. I’ll relax here.”
Almost on cue, there was a knock at the door and a flash of lightning off in the distance. Steve, Phil, and Aaron came into the room Steve immediately began to bitch about the weather. Phil seemed indifferent to any of Steve’s rants, and Aaron appeared unusually withdrawn and quiet. Phil nodded toward me, and I nodded back. Steve ignored me which elated me, and Aaron sat down at Albert’s desk and turned to face the window. A few raindrops appeared on the glass.
“Shit weather,” said Steve. “I was hoping to get some action out behind the lilac bushes.”
“That cocksucker Eduardo will be on his knees no matter what the weather.” Phil snickered.
“I ain’t looking to get blown by no fag. That blond tri-delt is who I have my eyes on.”
My brain said, ‘WHOM I have my eyes on.’ But, I said nothing to the ignorant asshole.
“Let’s get out of here and get there before the rain starts.” Phil walked to the door.
“I’m not going,” said Aaron. “Is it OK if I just stay here?”
“We’re not coming back,” said Steve. “We’re going to Mitch’s place afterward. We ain’t coming back to get you if you don’t come.”
Aaron turned his head, looked at me for just an instant, and then looked back out the window. “I don’t want to go.”
“Fine. Fucking loser. I’m tired of your shit.” Steve moved toward Phil. “Open the fucking door.”
I looked over at Albert and shook my head. Albert followed the others out of the room and closed the door. I got up and locked it.
“Are you OK, Aaron? What’s wrong?” I asked him as I walked back to my bed.
Aaron reached into his pocket and pulled a bottle of whisky from it. He placed it on the table. “I’ve been drinking.”
“Drinking it straight?”
“Yeah.” Aaron’s lips were trembling. “I thought it would give me some courage. Maybe that’s not the right word. I thought it might make it easier to say some things out loud, but I’m not sure it has.” He took a deep breath and blew it out.
I was standing directly in front of him. He looked up at me. His eyes were slightly moist, and in the harsh light of the room, they seemed to sparkle like emeralds. I’d not noticed that before, but then, I’d never stood this close to him before. He had full lips; they appeared not too plump but nice and soft. They were definitely kissable. I hadn’t noticed that before. “Do you want to tell me what it is? Practice on me before you confront the guilty party?” I smiled at him.
“But you’re the one I’ve been too chicken shit to tell.”
That was like a wet rubber glove across the face. “Me? Why would you be afraid to tell me anything?”
He looked at me as if I were an idiot. Perhaps I was.
“Because I’m just an ordinary nothing, and you’re so popular. Even Steve is jealous of you, that’s why he gives you all that crap. He probably dreams about sucking your dick. I know that I do.”
“Steve will never get to suck my dick. And the only thing I’d fuck him with is a rusty tamping rod.”
“What about me?”
“You?” I asked.
“Exactly, why would you want to let me suck you off when hundreds of handsome guys are just waiting in line.”
I’m not sure where he saw these guys waiting in line to blow me, but I hadn’t seen them.
“What makes you think these other guys are more handsome than you? You’ve…”
He cut me off. “My nose is too big, and my eyes are too close together. And someone asked me the other day if I had lip injections.”
“Wait just a minute. Your nose is not too big. It’s the right size for your face. You have the most beautiful green eyes I’ve ever seen. They are not too close together.”
“You’re just saying that.”
“I’m saying it because it’s true. And, I was just thinking that your lips are very kissable. They don’t look fake at all. They just look sexy.” I leaned down and kissed him. “I was right. They’re soft.” As I looked at him, his emeralds sparkled at me, and I felt excitement pumping through me. Here was one of the nicest men on campus, and I had overlooked him.
“You kissed me.” He said.
“I did. And I liked it. I like you.”
Aaron smiled. The smile disappeared just as I said, “but your breath reeks of alcohol.”
“I drank too much. I about to be sick.”
“Into the bathroom.” I grabbed his arm and half dragged him into the bathroom. By the time we reached the room, it was obvious that he was holding back. I pushed him toward the toilet. “Bend forward and drop to your knees.” Aaron was not quite in position when he began to vomit. We were fortunate, and all of his expelled contents made it into the bowl.
I helped him get closer to the floor before getting a wet washcloth. The pallor of his face surprised me. He threw up one more time.
“Fuck,” he mumbled. “I’m sorry. I guess I overdid it on the courage part.”
I sat next to him. “You didn’t need it, you know. Maybe just a sip to get you started. I handed him the washcloth. “I’ll get you a toothbrush. I’ve got several extras; do you have a favorite color?”
“I like blue. I think I should go back and take a shower.”
“You can shower here, you know.”
“Here?” He turned to sit on his butt. “I need to have clean clothes.”
“We’re about the same size; I can loan you some. Although, maybe you won’t need any fresh clothes until later. And if you want me to scrub your back, I can.”
“I would love to have my back scrubbed.”
Fifteen minutes later, we were standing in the shower. We were covered in Old Spice body wash and had been doing some fairly heavy kissing. I had just rinsed the lather away when I heard knocking on the door. I had latched the door so that no one could enter unless I let him in. I hurried out of the shower, and dripping wet, I went to the door and cracked it open. It was Albert, and he was alone.
“I just need my wallet, Dude. I forgot it.”
I let him in. “I’m in the middle of a shower.”
“Yeah, I can see that huge dick of yours. Wait, are you alone?”
I said nothing.
Albert’s voice dropped to a whisper. “Is Aaron in there?” He pointed to the bathroom.
I brought my finger to my lips indicating that I wanted Albert to remain quiet.
Albert grabbed his wallet from his desk and headed out the door. “I won’t be back until tomorrow.”
I closed and latched the door behind him. I was freezing, so I headed back to the shower. I quickly got back in.
“Shit, you’re cold, and your weiner has shrunk.”
“You can warm me back up,” I laughed. I grabbed his ass and pulled him against me.
“I’m so horny,” he said into my ear.
“Let’s dry off, and I’ll take care of that for you.”
We were snuggling under the covers our mouths locked together. My hands found his cock and with my fingers wrapped around it, I fucked his mouth with my tongue. He hardened within my fingers. His erection was was thinner than mine but I could tell his dick had to be over six inches in length. My fingers moved his balls. His sack was tight and small; I assumed from the colder air in the room.
Aaron pulled away from my mouth and moved down in the bed until he was able to kiss the head of my penis. He gripped the base of my dick, and his tentative oral actions on my favorite appendage was surprisingly good considering he’d told me that he was a novice. I enjoyed it immensely.
I’d planned to let him get me really hard before going down on him and then fucking his brains out. I knew it would take a little time for him to get used to my cock in his ass. When I fingered him in the shower, one finger went in rather easily, but his sphincter resisted two.
The trouble was that his sucking was so good that I was distracted, and my dick disgorged its seed ahead of schedule. Aaron took it in stride and swallowed the custard without hesitation. When he came up to kiss me, there remained only the lingering taste and scent of my cum. He kissed me and then turned his back toward me so that we were positioned to spoon. Having emptied my balls into his gut, I was a man satiated. The manly aroma of body wash in Aaron’s hair and my relaxed body brought on drowsiness, and I was asleep only moment’s later.
I awoke in the morning to an empty bed. He was gone, and I was alone with my morning boner. My sheets were still clean, so I took care of myself with my morning shower. My dick was slightly sensitive after my vigorous jacking, so I opted to cradle him in some loose-fitting running shorts. With an oversized t-shirt and determination to finish some assigned reading, I quickly made my bed and started to work. I had almost completed the assignment when Albert arrived.
He appeared to have slept very little. “Have a good time?” I asked.
“I’m too old for that crap. Why didn’t you stop me?”
I wasn’t certain that he was joking. “Would I have been able to stop you?”
“Probably not. You look rested. I thought you might have been up all night fucking your hidden lover.”
“You know very well who was hiding in the bathroom,” I said.
“Yeah, I know it was Aaron.” I saw him take a deep breath. “I was surprised he went after you. I should have warned you to stay away from him.”
“Why? He was too shy to tell me that he was even interested without getting himself a little drunk.”
“Is that what he told you,” asked Albert.
“You don’t believe that last night was his first time?”
“Oh, Jason. I think that even Mike has fucked him a couple of times.”
