Five Friends in a Car

-1-

Another Friday at a state-run university. I put my books on my desk and peered out my dorm room window. I’m not sure why. All I could see is the same tree that blocked my view every day since my day here over three years ago. I showered and shaved for the second time today, not that it mattered. No one would notice. I dressed in a clean and heavily starched short-sleeved shirt. I liked the vertical strips, and the shirt was one of the few that fit my thin frame. I checked the time even though I knew I still had fifteen minutes before I had to be in the parking lot. I used the time to straighten the laces in my sneakers. They were perfect, and I headed to the elevator and took it down to the ground floor. I was the first one at the car, but the others arrived within a few minutes, just as they always did.

We all got in and headed away from campus. Looking at the four other guys in the car, I wondered why I continued to hang out with them. In my junior year of college, I spent my free time with these four men; four men whom I knew better than anyone else, yet I barely knew them. Sometimes, I felt lonelier when I was with them than I was when I was alone in my room.

I tried to talk to someone once about that--one of those phone services that the university offers. Run by graduate students, I ended up talking to someone with a nice voice. He tried to get me to come in to talk, but when I asked whether I’d be talking to him, he admitted that it would be random. I hung up. After talking to him for almost half an hour, I wanted to meet him to find out whether he was as nice in person as he sounded on the phone. I even got him to admit that his name wasn’t Steve. That night, I took a shower and relieved the tension as the water poured over me. I felt better after that. I've done it lots of times.

“So, everyone’s good with Pizza Town? I’ve got five coupons.” Alex was the only one of us who had a car and had money to pay for the gas to drive it. He didn’t talk about it, but he never seemed to be short on cash, and he frequently insisted on paying for our meals when we were low, and that was most of the time. Sometimes, I wondered whether he used his money to hold on to friendships, specifically, the four of us. Just looking at him, though, I knew he didn’t need to do that. He was about five-ten and one-hundred-fifty pounds of swimmer’s body. He wasn’t a swimmer, though. He was into math, and the reason we knew each other was a programming class. That’s how I knew everyone in the car.

Alex was always talking about his girlfriend back home. We all knew what she looked like from the pictures he showed us. She was cute with dark hair, and according to him, she was sex-starved. When he went back home for a visit, they used up a box of condoms. They even had a scare once, but she was just late. He told us that he wanted to get a master’s degree before going back because once there, he’d be tied to working in his father’s factory and having kids with Tammy. Lots of kids. He also said he trusted her and knew she would never two-time him.

I never told him, but I was certain that I’d seen him with one of the TA’s, and the TA had a hand that wandered from Alex’s flat stomach to his bulging crotch. Alex didn’t try to stop him. I often wondered what it would be like to put my hand down there and find out what made Tammy so happy. I even had a dream one time that he got me pregnant, and we were famous because I was the first pregnant man in the world. I watched Alex and the TA that day for as long as I could, then I had to go take a shower. I might ask him about it someday but not today.

Riding shotgun, Taylor was the guy who was always laughing, always smiling, always in a good mood. He loved to insinuate that other guys were looking at us because they wanted to get us in the sack. A clerk at a store was eye-fucking Jake, or the manager at McDonald's was being overly friendly with Bruce. He seemed to notice other guys adjusting their hardons when none of us noticed a thing. One thing we did notice is that he had more guys rub up against him in a month than the Cowboys have tackles (in a good season that is). He was the tallest in the group at just a hair over six feet. He was mostly average-looking, possibly a bit skinny, but he had great teeth and the best hair of all of us. He could part it on the left, the middle, or the right. No matter how hard the wind blew, it always looked good.

Taylor was an expert at logical operators and bit manipulation. But I began to wonder if what he really wanted was for one of these guys to manipulate him. I’d caught him looking just a little too long at some dude and then turning red when he noticed that I’d noticed. I never said anything to him about it. I knew we were just college buddies, and I’d probably never see him after graduation.

Bruce was the quiet one; he was always watching. His concern in life was that he was too pudgy. None of us agreed with him, and we were always reassuring him that he was in good shape. His face was neither attractive nor ugly. He was average, pretty much average in every respect. His eyes bugged me though. I was never sure he was actually looking at me with both of them at the same time. It was an eerie feeling, and I had decided almost immediately after meeting him that he’s the one I’d push toward a hungry bear if we were ever in the woods together and came upon a hungry bear.

On the other hand, if aliens from space came down, he would have been the last person I’d send away with them. The aliens would have decided that humans were an easy pushover and invaded us in an instant. I’d probably give them Taylor or Alex.

Jake was the one who was difficult to know. While he tried to hide his intelligence from the rest of us, I knew he had maintained a four-oh average. He always impressed our professors with his questions and his insight. Sometimes, when he responded to a question from one of the instructors, his answers would make my heart beat faster.

And as if that brainpower weren’t enough, he was easily the most handsome man on the planet. From his silky, brown hair and deep green eyes, to his soft lips that seemed to smile no matter what the weather, his face was simply gorgeous. He had a strong chin with a cute cleft. Muscular arms and legs were attached to an equally muscular torso. I’d seen him naked once in the shower when he walked out to get the towel he’d forgotten on his dresser. He’d tried to hide his penis, but I spied a glimpse of what seems to be a seven incher. When I daydreamed, Jake was the man I picked as my companion, friend, ally, confidant, protector, protectee, playmate, and boyfriend.

The conversation in the car turned to Taylor and his latest conquest. He told us about a girl named Wanda in his chemistry class. He’d helped her with her sep funnel, he claimed. She appreciated him so much, that she let him finger her under her apron in the lab. At that point, I had a difficult time believing the veracity of his story. He went on to say that they slipped into the storage closet, and he was able to rub his cock against her wetness and even push inside her just a bit.

I rolled my eyes slightly and noticed that Jake was staring at me. I was in the middle seat in the back, and his leg was pressed into mine. I pushed a little, and he held steady. I sucked my lower lip into my mouth and bit it. Jake looked down at my lip and into my eyes. A desire to kiss him began to flood my body.

At that moment, Bruce, who hardly ever said anything, spoke up. “So, are you going to marry her?”

Taylor let out a belly laugh. “Hell, I’ll marry her if she can blow me better than Bobby Ragsdale did last year. Ain’t no one blown me better than that faggot!”

Jake pulled his leg away and looked out the window. I felt my heart break just a little, and I realized then why I hung out with these guys. The answer was sitting next to me in that back seat. Jake had one hand on the window and the other in his lap. I turned in my seat slightly to look out the window and moved my hand to his waist. I rubbed his hand with my pinky to let him know that I had truly noticed him.

-2-

Alex parked the car in the shade near the entrance to Pizza Town. We had beat the dinner crowd. I got out on the same side as Jake and smiled at him. His eyes darted nervously from me to Taylor.

“I want to play some games before we eat,” announced Alex.

“Fuck, yeah,” said Taylor.

“Don’t forget, there’ll be kids in there,” I reminded him.

“Yes, mother.”

“Lee’s right, Taylor. We don’t need to get kicked out because you’ve got a potty mouth.”

Bruce chuckled.

“I’m hungry,” I said. “I want to grab some pizza first.”

“Get us a seat in the room without the cartoons.”

I nodded and we headed in.

“Feel like grabbing a bite with me,” I asked Jake.

“Sure.” His voice was quiet.

We turned in our coupons, and Alex, Taylor, and Bruce headed to the back. Jake followed me to a room on the left. Empty tables filled the dimly lit room. I moved to the side and out of view of anyone who wasn’t in the room. I reached out and touched Jake’s hand.

“Someone could see.”

“Stand closer to me, Jake.” He moved closer.

“Oh, Lee, my heart is beating too fast. They’ll see; they’ll find out.”

“Jake, I’ve wanted to hold your hand and kiss you longer than I can remember.”

He looked directly at me. “You have?”

“Yeah,” I nodded.

He moved suddenly and quickly, pressing his lips to mine. “I think I love you, Lee.” Then he turned and left the room.

I was stunned for a second. I followed him out but he had already reached the food line. By the time I got there, he’d piled his plate with different pizza slices and was scooping cherry cobbler onto another.

“You didn’t save a hand for your drink.” I chuckled.

“I’ll come back and get us both drinks.”

I filled my plate, and I put some vanilla pudding with my cherry cobbler. I brought it back to the room and found Jake had set things up on the far end. He was already on the way to get drinks, and as he passed me, he asked, “Dr. Pepper, right?”

“That’s right.”

He remembered that’s what I drank with pizza. I practically skipped to the table. I waited for him to come back before starting to eat. As he took his seat, I watched him. “Should we say this is our first date?”

Jake turned red. “Yeah, but you’re not going to tell the guys.”

“I’ll tell the guys… when you say it’s OK to tell the guys. Not before.”

He bit his lower lip and smiled, but I noticed that his eyes were moist.

“I’m really happy right now, Jake. I’ve liked you since we first met, and I think about you a lot. I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid of how you’d react.”

He looked down at his plate. “I guess we were thinking the same things.”

“It’s better that it’s happening this way. We’re a little older, probably not any wiser.” I chuckled, and he smiled. “Do you think you might want to come back to my room when we get back to campus? My roommate’s gone for the weekend.”

“My roommate moved off-campus.” His head was tilted down, but he looked up at me with a little smirk.

“I want to…”

“What the fuck are you guys doing here in the corner? In the dark?” Taylor laughed and dropped a plate on the table. He bent over to look under the table. “Well, you’re not jerking each other off.” He laughed again. “Missed opportunity, guys.”

“Says the guy who’ll have sex with anything that’s not dead.” Jake’s tone was flat with no hint that he was joking.

“We just assume the dead part,” I added. Jake and I both smiled.

“You fuckers are sick.” Taylor sat next to me. “You know, Lee. I can tell that you want to blow me. I won’t tell the others.”

I ignored him. The others joined us at the table. “What’s going on here?” asked Alex.

I took a bite of my pizza and began to talk as I chewed. “Taylor told me that he’s had fantasies of getting his ass pummeled by my thick cock.”

“That’s right,” agreed Jake.

Taylor rolled his eyes.

Alex chuckled. “Your thick dick? Your dick’s not thick. It’s probably the longest one here, but it’s not thick.”

Everyone turned to look at him.

“What?” he exclaimed. “We’ve all been swimming. So I looked. Y’all know you did, too.”

“Well, I’m glad someone noticed how big I am.” I gave a furtive glance at Jake.

Bruce spoke up and spoiled things. “I’ve looked, too, but the penises in question were all flaccid, so it doesn’t count.”

“You’re missing the point. I didn’t say I wanted him to fuck me,” Taylor insisted.

“Yeah,” said Alex. “Maybe not out loud, but you’ve been saying it with your eyes since the beginning of the semester.”

Taylor’s mouth fell open.

Bruce started laughing, and the rest of us joined in.

-3-

The bumper cars were fun, and so were the other games that I played. When Jake and I teamed up, I had even more fun. He had just finished shooting Storm Troopers when I asked him if he wanted to go on a picnic the next day. I whispered, “We can pick up some chicken and sit by the lake.”

“It’s Saturday. There’ll be a lot of people there.” Was he not sure about spending time together?

“What if we watch a movie together?” He dropped his voice even further. “We can get naked under the covers and watch one in my room.”

I smiled. “I like your plan even better.”

“Are you still coming over when we get back?”

“Uh-huh. I should grab some clothes, so no one sees me in the same thing when we go down to breakfast.”

“You’ll stay the night?”

“You’ll have to kick me out,” I told him.

“I’d never kick you out.”

A hand slapped me on the shoulder. “Why aren’t you two playing?” asked Alex.

“Cassé,” I said. “Plus d’argent. My card is empty.”

“I’ll put more on it,” he snatched the card.

“No. You’re way too generous, Alex.”

“But…” he stammered.

I threw my arms around him and kissed his cheek. Jake joined me in a group hug. “Alex,” I said. “You know I’d hang out with you even if we sat and did nothing but shoot the shit, right. I appreciate how you pay for stuff and drive us places, but I like you for you.”

“Me, too,” added Jake.

Bruce and Taylor walked up. “Why are you having an orgy in the middle of the game room?”

They missed the bro moment.

“It’s time to head back,” announced Alex. “Turn in your tickets for your prizes.”

“Here,” I told Alex. “You take mine. I have everything I need at the moment.”

“Guys,” he replied.

Jake handed his tickets over as well. “Come to think of it, just spending time with y’all is all the prize I need.” He hugged Alex. “We’ll wait for you in the front.”

Alex parked his car, and the guys headed back to their rooms. Jake and I walked back to my room slowly. “I wish I could hold your hand, but it makes me nervous to think about doing it.”

“It’s OK. Just knowing you want to makes me happy.” And it did, last week, I was so low, and today I was floating on air. I made a list in my head of what I wanted to bring along. We didn’t speak the rest of the way, and once we were inside my room, Jake turned and put a hand on my waist. I looked into his beautiful eyes and then leaned in to kiss him. He pressed himself into me and opened his mouth slightly. I tilted my head, relaxed my jaw, and moved my tongue against his lips as we kissed. My heart began to beat more rapidly.

“I haven’t been with anyone, ever,” he whispered to me. “I lied when the guys were talking about it.”

I smiled and laughed a little. “Yeah? Well, those stories of mine about the blowjobs in the library were made up.”

“Oh, Lee, you are my perfect guy, aren’t you?” He pushed my bangs back. “I always thought that you got me. And now, you’ve got me.”

I kissed the end of his nose, then his cheek, his ear, and his jaw.

“I don’t have any protection, but I trust you.”

“I don’t have any either, but I trust you, too.”

“When we get back to my room, when you’re ready, I want you to make love to me.”

“Jake,” I closed my eyes and reached around to grasp his ass with my hands. “I will. I will. I’ve wanted to, and I want to feel you inside me. Will you?”

“I will, Baby, every time and anytime you want.” Jake pushed against me, and I felt his hardness. “Get your stuff.”

I let go of him and grabbed a small gym bag. I put two rolled-up t-shirts, two pairs of underwear, a pair of running shorts, and a pair of regular shorts into the bag. I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste and slid them into the side pocket. I stepped up to him with the bag in my hand and pushed him against the wall with my body. I pressed against him as hard as I could. “Your freedom ends now, you belong to me, and I to you.”

He laughed as he grabbed my head and playfully bit my lip. “Let’s go. The sooner we get there, the sooner I can see you naked.”

“Why, Jake, you shock me.” I hugged him.

-4-

Another experience demonstrating how time is relative took place as we traveled from my building to his. It was a short trip, but anticipation made it last forever.

Once the door to his room was locked, we each tried to unbutton the other’s shirts. We fumbled as our arms got in the way of the other, but we finally achieved our goals. I’d seen his chest before and found the short brown hairs on the lower edge of his chest to be a real turn-on. As I sucked on his left nipple, I could feel my boner push against my pants. Jake grabbed it.

“He’s suffocating in there; he needs some air.”

“Let him out, and let yours out. I think they should get to play before we put them to work.” I kicked off my shoes and reached for Jake’s belt. In an instant, we stood before one another completely naked.

Jake sucked in his lower lip as he looked at me. “I’m not sure I’ve seen you like this.” He reached his hand forward and ran his index finger over my left pectoral muscle and down to my abs. “You’re beautiful.”

No one had ever said that to me, and even if I’d have heard it, I’d just have assumed he said it to get me into bed. I believed Jake.

Jake fell to his knees and grasped my member at the base. “I love how your foreskin covers most of the head of your dick. I can see your piss slit and the area around it. Your dick is so fucking sexy.”

He liked me. He liked the way I looked. He put me in his mouth. The warm wetness caused my dick to twitch, and I expelled some precum.

“Lee, wow, fuck yeah. That tastes good.” He began to move more quickly up and down my shaft.

“Careful, Jake. I don’t want it to explode too quickly.”

Jake laughed and stood up. I maneuvered him to his bed. “Do we want to be on top of the covers?”

“Let’s open them up. I’ll get a towel out in case we need it.”

I folded the covers so we could easily pull them over us when we were ready, and I sat at the edge of the bed. Jake brought a towel, and I placed it next to the pillow. I turned to face Jake; he was standing, and his dick, a good, stiff, seven inches, pointed right at me. I shoved it into my mouth. The head tickled the back of my throat. I fought the urge to throw up, and I wrapped my lips tightly around it. I moved back but did not let it slip out of my mouth. I tried to go all the way down on it, but as the head reached the back of my tongue, my stomach made a heave. I pulled back.

Jake began to laugh. “Don’t worry,” he said. “You’ve got at least sixty more years to practice.”

I pulled him onto the bed and playfully bit his nipples, then I pushed him over and sucked one of his testicles into my mouth. When I pushed it out with my tongue, I raised an eyebrow. “I knew that micro-ball would fit.” Then I attempted an evil laugh.

Jake just shook his head. “You’re not even ready for SNL. Pitiful.”

“Oh, yeah? Watch this.” I pushed his ass into the air, wet my finger, and circled his hole before pushing it in up to just the first knuckle. Jake gasped, and I moved to the next knuckle. I saw his dick stiffen and bob up once. I pulled his dick toward me and licked the end as my index finger was joined by my middle finger. Another dollop of precum oozed into my mouth, and Jake made a tiny squeal.

With my fingers still inside him, I lowered his butt to the bed and moved up next to him. He turned his head to kiss me. I adjusted my head to kiss down his neck and onto his right nipple. I sucked it into my mouth as I plunged my fingers into his opening.

Jake pushed my shoulders to move me on top of him and between his legs. He didn’t realize that I couldn’t keep my fingers inside as I pivoted into the new position. I brought that hand up to squeeze his other nipple as my mouth found his again. Our rigid dicks lay side-by-side as I rested my weight upon him. His hands grabbed my ass cheeks, and his hips pivoted in small thrusting motions.

“I’ve imagined you on top of me so many times, but I didn’t know it would feel this good.”

The friction from his movements made my dick even harder which I didn’t think was possible. I reached down to Jake’s knees and pushed them apart and slightly up. I knew I was close to his opening. I released one knee and spat into my hand. I used the saliva to wet the top of my dick and adjusted myself. The head of my dick pushed into him quite easily. Resistance built as he pulled on my ass cheeks and I moved my dick just slightly up and down.

Jake’s eyes begged me to penetrate him fully. His mouth was slightly agape and his breathing was shallow and rapid. I continued to apply just the slightest pressure, and when his internal sphincter relaxed and I popped into him, we both gasped at the pleasure of the sensation.

I held still for several moments before I pushed myself all the way in. Jake’s eyes rolled back. I could feel his cock rubbing against my lower abdomen, and the tightness of his hole drove me insane. My dick wanted me to thrust more deeply into him and with increasing force. It was difficult to maintain control.

One of Jake’s hands released my ass and grabbed a handful of hair instead. “Fuck me, baby, fuck me. I need all of you inside me.”

I grunted in response.

Jake began to pivot his hips even more quickly, and then his body seemed to go rigid, and in the instant he relaxed, he pushed his hips up against me and came. Cum seemed to splash everywhere. That got me even more excited. I began to pump even faster, and when I came, I was amazed. I unloaded five huge spurts into Jake. As a reward, he kissed me even more passionately than he had before. I continued to lay on top of him, my dick buried deep inside of him.

“I love you, Jake. I’m so happy that I have never been with anyone else before. My dick slipped out of him as I moved to the side. We both laughed as I cleaned up the ejaculate that seemed to end up everywhere.

We kissed and cuddled for a while before going into the shower to rinse off. Once dry, we snuggled and fell asleep. Some time in the middle of the night, we woke up and I got to experience Jake’s thick cock inside me. The feeling when he came was indescribable. I was even more certain that I wanted to be with him forever. We took another shower, and when we woke up in the morning, we dressed and went to breakfast together.

Later that morning, we watched “The Enchanted Cottage” while spooning. “You know,” Jake said after the movie, “I used to think that only a miracle like that would let me find someone. Then I met you. I hoped and prayed that you would feel the same about me. Yesterday, in the car, when you looked at me, I had the sense that you did.”

“And you were right,” I said.

“Lee, after we graduate, will you marry me?”

“Why should we wait until then?” I asked.

Jake’s smile grew into the biggest one I had ever seen. “Who do you want for a best man?”

“Could they all be best man?” I asked. “I don’t want Taylor to be the ring bearer.”

“Why not?” asked Jake.

“I don’t want to struggle to put a cock ring on you at the altar.”