Gays of Our Lives: Book 3 (Chapter 51-75)

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*hot guy fades into light,

First his sculpted torso and chiseled abs, followed by his pecs, followed by his bulging biceps then finally his gorgeous face, a face created by Angels comes into view.

"Like the hot guy of our dreams so our the Gays of Our Lives"

Hot guy flexes his muscles

*Title sequence fades out

****Scene 1: Eric’s POV**********************

Room 303, Arlington Residence Hall, Harmony University,

Thanksgiving weekend was a huge blast for me at least. I got to help out the less fortunate, I got to spend it with my friends and family. But most of all I got to spend the entire day with the man I love. Michael. Compared to this Thanksgiving and the last one several things were different. For starters we were married now and my father was in prison. I think that we are all better for it, because if he had been out he would have done everything in his power to stop his son from marrying a Chandler…….and the fact that that particular Chandler was a guy would only had fuel to my father’s prejudicial fire.

If you asked me two years ago what I would be doing during the holidays I would have said nothing. I would have never had thought it would be a guy. No pun intended…. I especially would not have thought it would have been Michael Chandler. I’m big and muscular and Mike is muscular too but compared to me he’s darn near petite (which I don’t mind, more fun in the bedroom). He’s book smart and I’m more on the street smarts side. I mean before I got to know him he seemed like just another nerd to copy off, but that was until I realized how sexy he was.. I like to describe myself as very easy going and laid back while my husband is the complete opposite. Don’t get me wrong he’s the kindness most wonderful man I’ve ever known but he can’t ever just let things alone. I mean he’d probably give his kidney to some sickly homeless guy on the street just as easy as he would give me his left nut (and I don’t mean to suck on it). I love the guy but he’s just too damn good for his own good. He truly is my opposite and nearly every way. But what do they always say? Oh yeah. Opposites attract.

Anyways after we came back from Thanksgiving break Michael had convinced me that he could not spend the entire semester hiding out in my dorm…..And that he would have to eventually have to go back to his own dorm. Even though I had offered to let him move into my dorm. But that would have taken weeks to contact the housing assignment secretary and get them to switch our rooms.

“Dude you can just stay at my place.” I groaned. “You don’t have to stay in your dorm, especially when that guy is going to be there.”

“Mike I don’t want to let you out of my sight. There is a killer lurking around this campus. And I would feel a whole lot safer if you were sleeping next to me every night and not all the way over here.” I continued. “For all we know that guy…..James he could have something to do with the killings.”

“Baby you don’t have to be worried about me. I’ll be alright.” Mike chuckled. “And isn’t there something that you are forgetting?”

“What?”

“Um the fact that James is black and the guy who sent that dick pic to all of us and to Grace was a white guy. Unless he painted his dick white.” He laughed.

“Yeah I know he’s probably not the killer but that doesn’t mean I trust him.” I replied. “Hell I don’t even like him. Not even one little bit. There’s just something about that guy that I don’t like.”

“Eric could it be that your just upset about what he said about us?” Mike asked. “Baby I was a little upset…..no I was mad as hell when he basically compared are relationship to little more than a late night booty call.”

“But you know that you mean so much more to me than that.” I smiled, gently caressed the side of his face. “No matter what that fuckin guy says about us….you are not just as quick-fuck. I love you and I’m not just saying that so that you can come back to my place for a little fun.”

After a five or ten minute walk from my dorm we arrived at Mike’s Residence hall. The residence hall where he had spent a little over a week in, before I convinced him to move in with me so that he could avoid his asshole of a roommate.

“Baby I don’t want a repeat of last time you and him were face together.” Mike sighed. “So how about I go in alone and you wait out here. I’ll only be a few minutes.”

“Babe!” I protested. “I don’t want to leave you alone with that creep. He’s a fucking jerk and I don’t want him anywhere near you.”

“Eric relax I know you don’t like the guy but he can’t really be that bad. I’m sure once we get to know James we would like him.”

“I don’t want to get to know him!” I yelled back.

“Babe how can you say that?”

“Because I don’t like him. Baby I know you want to see the good in everyone. I love that about you. But honestly there’s just something about him that I don’t like. He’s like all those people that stare at us when we’re walking along in the park or at the mall. They stare at us because we are gay and because we look different. I’m white, your black that’s all they see.”

“Baby don’t be like that,” Mike blurted. “Babe you just stay out here and I’ll go inside. I’ll be out before you know it.”

“I love you,” he said as he kissed me on the cheek.

I wiped it off in an act of defiance…. Not because I didn’t enjoy his touch. Because I did and I think I always will. But because I wanted to make a point.

He ignored me and walked towards his dorm room. He put his key into the door knob, twisting it around, he turned it as the door opened. He shut the door behind him leaving me in the hall all alone as I waited for him.

****Scene 2: Mike’s POV**********************

Room 303, Arlington Residence Hall, Harmony University,

When we had arrived back on campus it was still the early hours of morning before any classes started so I knew that my roommate would be in our dorm. I wanted the time between classes to talk to him a little and try to find some common ground. And above all move past his comments about my relationship with Eric.

Once I entered our dorm room, James popped up like a freshly made pop tart. James had apparently been lying asleep in his bed. Because when he rose up his hair was not only all over his head his eyes looked groggily. Everything about him just screamed sleep deprivation. But when you are a college student that is a common theme. And the fact that there was a killer going around strangling people only made matters worse.

“What are you doing here?!” he cried breathlessly.

“I live here too,” I laughed.

“Not since September.” He retorted as he lay in his bed stretching. He apparently had taken to sleep in the nude because when he had sat up in bed the fact that he wasn’t wearing a shirt was obvious. His hard abs on display for me. As he leaned back and stretched the fact that he wasn’t wearing any underwear became increasingly apparent as more and more of the covers moved with his movements.

I made out his happy trail that ran from his belly button to his crotch. I didn’t see an underwear in sight. All I saw was flesh…..his flesh.

“James are you naked!” I gasped.

“Yeah, so what?” he laughed. “It’s fucking hot as hell in here. Besides they keep this hall at like ninety degrees all the time. It’s either sleep naked or wake up sweating like a stuffed pig.”

Now that he mentioned it, it was rather toasty inside our room. I hadn’t noticed it at first because it was such a difference to the cold winter air outside.

“Dude I didn’t come up her to discuss your sleep habits……I came here for other reasons.” I continued. “I want to start over. I would really like to get to know you and I would like for you to get to know my husband. I think before you found out I was married we were on our way to becoming fast friends.”

“I think that first day you were a pretty cool guy. This is my first year of college and I’d really like to get to know some new people. What do you say right about doing something over winter break like catching a movie with my friends or something? There’s this wonderful little coffee shop in town that makes the most delicious holiday treats.” I smiled.

“I hate the holidays and I hate Christmas most of all.” James grumbled. “Ever since I was a little boy I never liked Christmas. And what happened to me four years ago only made me hate it even more.”

“What happened to you?”

“Oh nothing much…….Just I lost my virginity to this guy. It was Christmas day and my parents had went to the airport to pick up some relatives. I invited this guy I had met online to come over and one thing led to another and soon we were having sex. I was so desperate I would have jumped into bed with anyone. As we were fucking in my bed we were in such a trance we ignored the outside world. Apparently there had been a delay at the airport because instead of returning several hours later they returned just as this guy was taking me over the edge. We didn’t hear my parents come up the stairs. He was pounding my ass so good and I was screaming so loudly that when they burst into my room we were all startled.”

“My parents shook with anger as they discovered that their only son was gay and I shook from the amazing explosion of cum shooting throughout my ass. Damn it felt good but I had no time to savour it. My parents flew into a rage they chased my onetime lover away and proceeded to berate me. Within minutes they were making demands of me. And when I refused them they kicked me out and I was forced to stay with some friends. I managed to finish up high school and save some money away for college.” James continued.

“And that’s why I hate Christmas!” he sighed. “I hate the holidays because I have no one to spend it with. My parents hardly ever call me. While everyone else in my family thinks I’m some type of freak.”

“Oh I’m sorry,” I sighed. “I didn’t mean to bring up hurtful memories. I just wanted to reach out to you and try to work past our issues.”

“Mike it’s not your fault……You are NOT my asshole parents!”

“I know you don’t have any family to spend Christmas with so how about you come spend the holidays with my family and friends My family loves the holidays and they can really show you how to get into the holiday mood.” I smiled.

“Are you sure? I really wouldn’t want to intrude?” James protested. “I’m sure your hubby might have a few objections to this.”

“Why don’t you let me worry about him? He’s really just a big softie at heart.” I smiled. “Besides it’s a really big house and my grandmother would love to open up their home to you.”

“Wow you live with your grandparents!”

“I live with my parents too.” I added.

“Well I’ve always missed sharing Christmas with people who actually cared about each other. Sitting around the tree, drinking hot chocolate, and everything.” James replied, cracking a smile.

“So you will come share Christmas with me and my family?” I smiled.

“I’ll think about it.” He replied.

“Thank you!”

Once outside I found Eric and told him the ‘good news’. To say that Eric was not happy about the offer I had made to James would be a huge understatement.

“You did WHAT?!” Eric yelled. “You invited JAMES!?!!”

“Baby calm down.” I sighed.

“Mike how can I calm down when you invited a complete stranger to spend Christmas with us?”

“Eric he’s not a stranger he’s my roommate and it’s about time we all sat down and got to know each other.”

“But I don’t want to get to know that fucker!” Eric cried. “Christmas is the time we can spend with our family and friends. We don’t need to have a strange guy there.”

“But Eric he doesn’t have anyone to spend Christmas with. Eric my friends were cordial with Chris and I hope you will do the same for James.”

“Fine,” Eric grumbled. “But if he says one rude or smartass comment about me, you or one of our friends I’ll make sure it’s a Christmas he will never forget. Because I will kick his ass.”

****Scene 3: Kayla’s POV**********************

Rhodes Lecture Hall, Harmony University,

“Good morning class,” Professor Duncan smiled as he entered the class. He was followed by a nerdy-looking guy who we had never seen before. “I hope you all had happy Thanksgiving! As for me I had an amazing time in Tahiti!”

“Did you go with your wife?” Haley blurted in an effort to get Professor Duncan who was incredibly smart not to mention very attractive, to open up. “I hope she knows she’s a lucky lady.”

“Haley stop it,” I whispered, as Charlotte and Mike both laughed at Haley’s actions. The fact that Professor Duncan was unaware that Haley was flirting with was amusing to everyone in the class.

“I’m actually not married.” Professor Duncan frowned. “I went with some close friends of mine. I’m glad you thought I was marriage material but I just never had the chance to settle down. With work and classes.”

“That’s too bad……I’m certain the right person is waiting out there somewhere for you.” Haley smiled. “They might be in this town or they might even be in this lecture hall.”

“Hahaha, I certainly hope not.” Professor Duncan laughed. “All of you are pretty young and I’m old enough to be your father.” He was right about that. This guy was sexy and if I had to guess his age I would say that he was between his forties and fifties, maybe even approaching fifty. But he wore it well. Good god did he wear it well. Sure he had few strands of grey hair in his beard and a few laugh wrinkles on his face when he smiled but he still had a youthful appearance.

“That’s alright with us.” Haley giggled. “The younger generation loves daddies. Don’t we Mike?”

“Yeah I guess so,” Michael shrugged. Kind of annoyed that Haley had dragged him into her shenanigans as well. “Yeah, but I wouldn’t know.”

“Yeah maybe we could help you find a nice woman….” Haley began. “Maybe we could set you up on a blind date.”

“Sorry but that really won’t be necessary.” Professor Duncan smiled. “That’s not really my thing. I was never really into the whole blind date thing. Besides my love life is not up for discussion in this classroom. I think we’ve gotten off topic enough. It’s time for us to focus.”

“Excuse me where are my manners.” Our Professor gasped. “I got so carried away with talking to you guys that I forgot to introduce our new Teacher aide. Ladies and gentlemen this is Bradley Martin and he’s going to be helping us out and attending our lectures for the reminder of the semester. I taught him when he was undergrad and now he’s all grown up and now he’ll be teaching you all a little something about literature. But I’m going to let him tell you a little bit more about himself.”

“Hello everyone! As you already know my name is Bradley Martin. I’m originally from Connecticut but I went to college here because my older brother went here. Throughout my life I have always been a bibliophile…”

“What the hell is that?” Haley blurted. “Are you some kind of freaky guy?”

“That means he likes books…..” I laughed. “Haley get your head out of the gutter.”

“Yes that means I like books. I like books a lot actually. I like them so much I majored in literary studies. That’s why I think that working as a teacher aide for Professor Duncan is going to be very beneficial to my studies and to you all as well. You guys are going to leave Professor Duncan’s class with a broadened horizon and a changed worldview just like me. He is going to enrich your minds and fill it with a love of literature.”

“Thank you Brad for that wonderful introduction.” Professor Duncan smiled. “Last semester we focused on American literature but this semester we are going to be turning back the clock a few thousand years and focusing on the classical literature of the Greco-Roman world. There can be no study of Greco-Roman Literature without a comprehensive look at the great works of Homer, Herodotus, Virgil, Ovid, Juvenal, Euripides, Martial, Apuleius, Plato, Catullus, Aeschylus, Sophocles, Livy, Petronius, Aristotle, Sappho, Horace, and Apollonius.

No study of Greco-Roman literature would be complete without a look at Homer’s famed Iliad and Odyssey which is why we are going to read both of them before Christmas break. The Iliad is a little harder to read so we will be reading that in class while you all read the Odyssey outside class. I hope you actually take the time to go out and get the book because we will be doing a lot of annotating. A quiz will accompany every few chapters or so, so please keep up with your readings.”

“Looks like we’ve run out of time. That will be all for today. See you all tomorrow!”

With those words we all jumped up from our seats and made a beeline for the exit. We were happy to feel the air on our face as we emerged from Rhodes Hall.

“Oh my god he’s so hot.” Haley gasped.

“Who?”

“That new guy…….Even with those glasses and that nerdy hair cut you can tell he’s real easy on the eyes.” Haley grinned. “He’s not as hot as Professor Duncan but he can still get it any day.”

“Haley!” I cried. “You don’t even know the guy.”

“So what?” Haley scoffed. “One thing I do know is that he is really hot.”

“Is that all you think about? How hot a guy is?”

“Kayla just because you re happily settled down with Kevin doesn’t mean we all have to swear off men, especially when they are smoking hot.”

****Scene 4: Jake’s POV**********************

Interrogation room, Harmony Police Station,

After class I found an officer waiting outside the lecture hall. The officer informed me that there had been a recent break in the murder investigation and that they needed to bring me in for further questions. Just great…..exactly what I need more people poking into my business.

“So earlier you told us that you were the one who managed to find the first victim’s phone and you and your friends were instrumental in connecting his murder with that of the second victim. We are now convinced that we have a serial killer on our hands and we have to stop him before he kills again.” The officer replied

“On the way over here the other officer told me that there was a break in the case. What was that about?”

“While I’m usually not one to divulge information to civilians I’ll make an exception for you and your friends considering the fact that the killer recently threatened your lives.”

“What?” I gasped.

“We found evidence on both bodies….”

“What kind of evidence?” I replied.

“The kind of evidence that you and I both have….down there.” He replied as he pointed down to his crotch.

“Wait?! You found what? Don’t tell me you found what I think you found.”

“Yes we found a substance on both victims that we identified as semen. Judging by the lacerations and wounds the first victim…..Lance was raped. But the second victim is a little tricky. Because she seems to have at least been engaging in some form of consensual sex with the killer before she was killed or they at least had sex a little while before she was killed by him.

“Oh my god that’s awful.” I cried.

“Because of his actions with the two victims we have come to believe that the killer’s actions were motivated by revenge and that they our deeply personal. When a person resorts to strangulation it is because the killing is deeply personal. The fact that the first victim was raped only adds further support to that theory.”

“I have to go.” I replied as I sat up. My head spinning from the revelation. “I have to go……..I just have to.”

“That’s fine Mr. McCarthy.” The officer smiled. “Did you want us to give you a ride back to the campus?”

“No I think I’d rather walk,” I sighed. “The fresh air will do me good, plus I need the time to clear my head anyways.”

Instead of going straight home I went to the PAK fraternity house. I found the key under the mat and let myself inside. I went up to Bryce’s room and I found him in his room studying. His idea of studying which was watching porn on his laptop with his hand down his pants while the other hands was flipping through his History text-book.

“Oh man, it’s good to see.” Bryce smiled as he pulled his right hand from his pants and proceeded to hold it out for me to shake.

“Ahahah.” I scoffed. “You don’t think I’m going to shake that hand after what you’ve just been doing with it? Dude I can smell the precum from here!”

“Dude you know you want to do more than just smell it. You know you want to taste it.” Bryce laughed as he pulled his sweatpants down and out popped that thick piece of man-meat that had been filling my nights with so much pleasure.

As I told Bryce about what the police had said to me in the interrogation room. I couldn’t even keep focused because all while I was telling him about the information he was looking at me and stroking his cock.

“Dude would you stop beating your meat for one god damn moment so that I can tell you about this. This affects you too! This could mean life or death.”

“Come on Jake stop talking and suck my dick!” he grinned, shaking his cock at me.

“Dude!” I cried. “How can you think about sex at a time like this? There is a deranged person going around killing people and all you can think about is getting your cock wet.”

“If I’m going to die it might as well be after a mind blowing orgasm.” Bryce grinned. “You I know I love when you suck my dick.”

“Fine,” I sighed, as I dropped to my knees taking his cock into my hands. His body jerked as my hand touched his naked flesh. To be truthful I loved sucking Bryce’s cock just as much he loved having me suck it.

I took hold of his cock with one hand as I stroked it with the other. As I stoked his cock I felt him quiver. He was really enjoying it and honestly I could not wait to get his cock into my mouth.

“Ohhhhhh fuck!”

“Ohhhhh fuck! Ohhhhh Fuck! Ohhhhhh fuck YEAH!!!”

“Ohhhhh!”

Leaning over I stuck out my tongue and licked the head of his cock as he stroked it. His sweet and sensual moans of pleasure were all the encouragement I need to keep up my actions as I licked and worked my tongue all around his cock, on the shaft and all the way to the balls.

“Ughhhhhhh.” Bryce cried as his cock pushed further down into my throat. When his dick hit the back of my throat it caused me to gag a little. His cock was really, really thick! After a while I started bobbing up and down on his cock sucking on it to the point of exhaustion.

As I continued to bob up and down on Bryce’s cock he returned the favour by thrusting his cock into my mouth with force. By the sound of his low animalistic moans Bryce was getting close to shooting his load deep down my throat.

His cock was so thick that every now and then my gag-reflex would act up. Which is why I had to ignore them every time I sucked his cock. His load was a gag-reflex waiting to happen as well. When he shot his loads the whole world knew it. Last time he fucked my throat he covered it with cum I was cleaning cum out of my hair for weeks.

Finally he started to moan even louder and soon after he started to orgasm. “I’m Cumming! I’m CUMMING! I”M CUMMING!!!” he cried as several healthy streams of cum spurted into my mouth and down my throat. “OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT!”

“OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT!!!” Bryce cried as he continued to orgasm

Then he moaned and loudly and he started to orgasm, "I'm cumming. I'm cumming" as jets of cum spurted into my mouth and throat. I felt several large blasts of cum hit the back of my throat followed by several smaller rounds. All of it left me feeling completely and absolutely wonderful.

As I started to slowly slurp up the remaining drops of cum from his cock I tasted the warm salty taste. It was kind of like one of those sweet and sour candies. Or maybe a delectable lolly-pop. Sucking on Bryce’s cock in the last few months had been almost an addiction. A sweet, sweet addiction.

I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were closed as I continued to suck him off.
I look up at him and saw his eyes were closed. This showed me that he really was enjoying it.

“Bryce you look like a kid in a candy store!” I chuckled. “Time to take you to the butcher’s shop and get you a slab of meat to work with.”

“I’ve been waiting all day for you to fuck me!” Bryce cried breathlessly

And fuck him I did……….

STAY TUNED……………..