An Instant Attraction

From Part 3

“We shouldn’t have come down here,” whispered Aaron.

“It’s OK,” I tried to reassure him--and myself as well.

His whispers continued as the moaning increased in volume.  “No, it’s not.  This is where she killed them.  In this room.”

I pulled him to me.  “This is…”

A shriek filled the room.

“What the fuck was that?” I asked.

“I’ve never heard anything like that before.  I don’t like this.”  Aaron was breathing harder.

“Hey, slow down.  Breathe deeply and slowly.  Everything is OK.”  I held him.  We heard the moaning return; it was slightly louder this time.  The howling wind covered it from time to time, but it was there.  “Let’s get out of the pool.”

“We’re safer in the pool.”

The lights flickered again.

“No, we’re not safer in the water.  It’s probably just a bad storm.”

A burst of weird laughter began.  Intermittently louder than the wind, it rattled my nerves.

“That doesn’t sound like a bad storm,” argued Aaron, “and Grandmother said she was afraid of the water; that’s why they put the pool down here.  We’re safer in the water.”

“Shh.  Shh.  There is no one else here, Aaron.  Come on.”  I led him closer to the edge.  He was trembling.  The water felt colder, but that didn’t make sense.  The pool lights flickered, and both of us jumped slightly.  In the brief flash, I could tell that we had moved closer to the side of the pool.   

“Stay in the water, Ethan.”  Aaron lowered himself until only his head was above the waterline.  “Get down like me.”

A door slammed hard to our left.  The sound startled me, and it echoed in the room.  I lowered myself to my knees.

“There is something in here.  I can hear it,” he said like a whisper-growl.  “It sounds like footsteps.”

“Ghosts wouldn’t have footsteps.”

A voice seemed added to the moans.  “Aaaaaaarooooooon.”

“She’s calling my name,” noted Aaron.

“Deeeeeesecraaaaaaation.”  

That might be your name, but it isn’t being called by a dead person.”

“We shouldn’t have had sex in this room.  She’s angry.”  

“She’s dead.”  I put my hands around him.  “And even if she were here, do you really think that the two of us fucking in this room is more of a desecration than her murdering her children.”

“But she’s crazy; she might think that.”  Aaron stood up and shouted, “I’m sorry,”

Giggling sounds echoed through the room.

I stood up.  “Turn on the fucking lights.”

All the lights in the room came on.  I helped Aaron to the side of the pool.  Dennis was standing outside the changing room, and Royce walked out from a room on the other side of it.  They were both laughing.

I helped Aaron out of the water.  Dennis pointed his finger at me.  “That’s what you get for telling on us.  You two were scared shitless.”

“First of all, Roomie, just know that neither of us told anyone that Royce was fucking you,” I told him.  “Or that you were fucking Royce.”

“Hey,” snapped Royce.  “No one fucks me.”

“Except your personal dildo collection?”  I asked.  “Anyway,  I simply said the two of you were upstairs.  And Aaron told them you would be down momentarily.”

Aaron stopped in front of Dennis.  Royce was looking down at Aaron’s dick.  Pointing his finger at Dennis, Aaron said, “That was nasty, even for you. I could have told everyone what you were doing, but I didn’t.  And stop looking at my cock, Hubbard.”  Aaron stepped around Dennis and walked to the changing room.

“Poor Hubbard,” said.  “The dick you truly want to suck and ride is out of his reach.”  I followed Aaron in and turned on the shower.  We rinsed off in silence.  I put my hand on the side of Aaron’s head and then down to his neck as I moved next to him and kissed him.  “What’s the matter?”

Aaron looked at me and then looked down.  “I was an idiot getting scared like that.”

“No, you’re weren’t.  We were in the water, and the lights went out.  That’s not a normal environment for anyone.  Plus, you had all those stories that you were told.  Your brother knew just how to shake you up.”  I kissed him again.  “When the lights went out, I started to think ‘shark.’  Now, that’s dumb.  But I haven’t changed my mind, you know.  I’ll still feel safe with you next to me in the bed.”

Aaron smiled.  “You’re too nice.”

“And you’re too sexy.  Let’s dry off and go back upstairs so you can take my temperature.”

“Your temperature?”

“With your thermometer.”  I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his cock.  “It does measure core body heat, doesn’t it.”

“Yeah.  I’m sure I can figure out how to make it do that.”

The door to the changing room swung open.  “Hey, Guys.”  It was Dennis.  “Royce and I’ve been talking.  Let’s have a truce.”

“Were we at war?” I asked as I pushed my head from behind the shower curtain.

“Yeah,” said Aaron.  “Dennis and I have always been at war.  He hates me.”

“Hate is too strong a word.  It’s true that I’ve never liked you; you were always so different, and…  Let’s leave it at that.”

“You’re going to leave us alone for the next two days?” I asked.

“Yeah,” said Royce.

Dennis was nodding his head.

“And Royce,” I added.

He looked up at me.

“You’ll leave Aaron alone.  You’ll let him visit the horse without getting hassled?”

“Sure.”

I pulled my head back into the shower.  “Well?”

“I don’t trust them,” said Aaron.  “They’re planning something.  They want to get us off guard.”

“If that happens, then everyone in the dorms will know.  I’ll see to it.”

I could tell that Aaron’s nod was reluctant.

“We agree,” I put my head back out into the room.

Royce nodded and left the room.  Dennis walked up to me.  “Don’t ruin this for me.  He’s the only guy who’s ever wanted me.”

“Don’t ruin it for yourself, Dennis.”  I watched him walk out of the room.  Aaron and I finished rinsing off.  I was dressed and by the door when I put my finger to my lip.  “They’re near the door and talking.”  I listened and walked over to Aaron.  “He’s just talking about going in the hot tub.”

“It’s upstairs for us,” said Aaron.

I put my arms on his shoulders.  “I loved how you gave yourself to me earlier.  It meant a lot.”

Aaron smiled.  “The position was a little awkward, but it felt so good.”

“Let’s go to my room,” I suggested.”

I noticed that the upstairs felt cold, and I mentioned it to Aaron.  He told me that the heat was pumped into the bedrooms and not the hall on that level.  Since most of the rooms were not occupied, the thermostats were set low for most of them.  In my room, the heat was set at sixty.  He bumped it up to sixty-eight.

“We’re going to have to snuggle to stay warm,” he pulled me close to him.  “I want to rub our naked bodies together, but it might be too cold to take our clothes off.”

“Didn’t I see a hairdryer in the bathroom?” I asked.  “Use it to warm the sheets.

“Great idea,” said Aaron, and he went to retrieve it.

I knew it was silly, but I took all my clothes off while he was gone.  Earlier, I had noticed that he brought some lube and hid it in my nightstand.   I took it out and put a couple of drops on my dick, and left some in my hand.

Aaron came back and plugged in the dryer.  When he turned back around, he chuckled.  I thought you were cold.

“Take your clothes off, too.  The bed will warm up faster if you do,” I told him.

“That makes no sense, Ethan.”

I stared at him.

“OK.”  He pulled his clothes off and then turned on the dryer.  It was noisy, and I could see the ripples in the sheet as he aimed it across the bed.  As he bent forward to blow the hot air on the far side of the bed, I slipped my hand into his crack.  The lube was cold, and he jerked up.

“Keep warming the bed,” I demanded.  

He bent forward, and I stood behind him and pulled the head of my cock up and down his crack.  I noticed that he moved his shoulders closer to the mattress and pivoted his pelvis back just slightly.  My dick, now stiff, was in a perfect position.  I pushed the head of my cock against his hole, and it slipped into him.

Aaron gasped and raised his shoulders slightly.

“Don’t stop warming the bed!” I insisted.  He kept trying to move the hairdryer back and forth, but I could tell that his concentration had been interrupted.  I pushed until I was in as far as possible, and I wrapped my arms around him.  “It feels so nice when we’re together.

The dryer stopped running, and Aaron lowered his shoulders again.  I held onto his hips and eased slowly in and out of him.  His soft moans filled the room, and they compelled me to increase my speed.  I held back, however.

“I want to see your face,” pleaded Aaron.  I pulled slowly out and allowed him to move into the center of the bed.  He stretched out his legs, and I penetrated him, again with gentle movement of my hard cock.

His dick was also hard and pointing straight up.  The frenulum rubbed against my belly as I moved in and out of him.  “I’m getting close,” he said, and I stopped moving.  I allowed my dick to slide slowly out of him.  Then I grabbed the bottle of lube and placed a few drops on his cock and over my hole.

“My turn to watch your eyes.”  We traded positions, and I felt him trying to gain entry.  I took a deep breath and pushed, and he entered me in one motion.  I loved that feeling of him inside me.  He began to move back and forth.  I felt the hairdryer, and I turned it on.  Its warm air blew down the right side of my body.  I repositioned it so it blew against him as well, and he leaned forward to kiss me.

His tongue was in my mouth moving back and forth; his cock was inside my ass, moving in and out.  I squealed but his lips did not allow the sound to escape.  Aaron tensed, and I could feel him shoot me full of his seed.  I let go of the dryer and held his head against mine until his body relaxed.  I moved out from under him and placed myself on his back.  I pushed into him again.  I knew I wouldn’t last very long.  My fuck was frenzied, and I slammed into him with all the force I could muster.  I wanted to be as deep inside him as possible.  The urge to come enveloped me, and I released myself into him.  Four powerful ejaculations and my energy was gone.

“We should pull the covers up onto us,” said Aaron, “in case we fall asleep.”

I moved beside him and pulled the blanket onto us.  I shut off the dryer and snuggled up to him.  We could hear the wind outside, but it wasn’t scary.  Aaron wiggled closer to me.  My flaccid penis rested right in the furrow of his ass cheeks. I was thinking about how he was a perfect fit for me.  I wondered whether our friendship would continue to build.  I already wanted what was best for him, and I knew I would miss him next week.  His breathing told me he had already fallen asleep, and I felt drowsy and happy as I drifted off.

A knock at the door woke me.  We were in the same position we were in the night before.  Aaron stirred and moved onto his back.  There was more knocking.  Neither of us had any clothing on, so I called out.  “Who’s there?”

“It’s Dennis.  Hey, I think we should head back after lunch.  They’re predicting freezing rain late tonight, and I don’t want to drive back in bad weather.”

“OK,” Aaron called out.  “I don’t want you going back if it’s not safe.”  He turned and kissed me.  “Morning breath.”

“What?  Me or you?” I asked; although, my mouth did taste nasty.

“You for sure, and probably me,” he laughed.   He hopped out of bed.   “Fuck, it’s cold.”  He ran in and turned on the shower.  I followed.

We brushed our teeth as we waited for the water to warm, and once it had, I pulled him into the shower with me.  I rinsed my face, kissed him, and went down on my knees.

His dick was soft, and I sucked it easily into my mouth.  As I manipulated it with my tongue, it grew longer, thicker, and harder.  I concentrated on how he felt inside my mouth.  The warm water continued to pour down my back.  I gripped his cock tightly with my lips and moved up and down the shaft while my fingers probed his hole.  Aaron’s hands grabbed my head, and he pushed himself into me.  I could feel him come into my throat.  I had the euphoric sensation of lightheadedness.  My esophagus automatically moved his seed to my stomach.  When Aaron released me I wobbled to the side and ended up on my ass.

“Oh, fuck, I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to.”  Aaron got on his knees and held my arm in his hand.

“I’m OK.  I loved it.”  I stood up and rinsed my face in the steamy water.  “I don’t want to go home today.  “Will you come to Austin during Christmas break?”

“You’re not going home?  I’d love to come to see you.”

“I’m staying.  My room and board are taken care of.  I’ve already told them that I’m staying on campus.  I’ll find out where you can park.”

Lunch was delicious, but I felt a little sad.  My trip was ending early.   I had a week and a half before finals, a week of finals, and I’d be alone until Aaron came to visit.  Most of the things on campus would be closed.  We finished up, and I thanked Mrs. North for the wonderful time, the great Thanksgiving meal, and her hospitality.

The bags had been packed and were at the front door.  Royce had taken the car and filled it up, and it was parked in the front of the house.  As I was leaving, Aaron pulled me to the side.  “I want one more kiss,” he said.

We kissed softly but passionately.  I ran my fingers through that soft hair of his.  I pressed my body against his.  I wanted to remember every bit of him.  He took a selfie of us and sent it to my phone.  “I don’t want you to forget me,” he smiled.  “I love you, Ethan.  “With my whole heart, I love you.”

I looked into his eyes.  It was undoubtedly the scariest thing I’d heard all weekend.