Getting a Helping Hand

Chapter 2

After our shower, Trent and I dressed, I guess I should say, Trent dressed me and himself, we sat there for moment in silence.

He pushed the hair out of his eyes and asked, “are you ok?”

To be honest, I really didn’t know what to think, I had never thought of ever doing anything with another guy. I mean, I don’t have a problem with gay guys at all, but it never crossed my mind that I would let one of them suck my dick. Now that it happened, I think I was even more shocked that I liked it, but who doesn’t like getting their dick sucked.

I looked at him, he was starting to fidget nervously waiting for my reply. I smiled, “yeah, I’m good. I’m just kind of trying to process this whole thing.”

He looked down at the floor, “I’m sorry, I should never have…”

I stopped him, “no, it’s not all your fault, I could have stopped you at any time. I am just as much to blame.”

He brought his eyes back up to look at me, “I just don’t want this to hurt our friendship, at least I consider you a friend.”

I smiled, “of course we are friends, I feel like you have become one of my best friends over the few months that we have lived together. I really like the talks we have and hanging out with you.”

A slight smile crossed his lips, “thank you, I feel the same way.”

I said, “I am going to need help for the next few weeks though.” I held up my unusable hands, “but if you would rather not, I understand and can figure something else out. I think if I went to campus clinic, they would send over a student nurse to help me.”

Trent shook his head, “I am more than willing to help you, but I will let you decide if you would rather have someone else help you.”

I chuckled, “well, I’m sure things will be less awkward with you than with a stranger, but I don’t expect you to do that every time.”

He laughed, “fair enough, I don’t mind helping you in the shower, but I’m not sure if I want to wipe your ass every time you take a shit.”

The next day I talked to the maintenance department, and they installed a bidet on our toilet. I used the voice feature on my laptop to take notes in class and to write my papers. I would have my casts off before finals, so I should be ok to take them. Trent helped me with my showers and for the most part we were able to control ourselves. I will admit, we did have a couple repeat sessions, but I made it clear that I never expected it, it was his choice. Again, who is going to turn down a good blow job, and Trent was good at it.

I got my casts off just before we both went home for Christmas break, while I was glad to have the use of my hands back, I was a little disappointed we would no longer be showering together. I missed Trent while I was home, not just for our showers, but for our friendship, I really did like spending time with him. I was happy when he texted me on my second day back home, we texted each other every day after that, just to let each other know how our day was going.

We got back to the dorm after break and we picked up right where we left off, except the showers. We had become more comfortable undressing in front of each other and even would sit around in our underwear. I found myself checking Trent out a few times, shit, was he putting on some muscle? That bulge in his boxers wasn’t getting any smaller. Damn it Zane, why are thinking about this, you’re straight, I really needed to get a date.

A couple weeks after break, Josh and I decided to go out to a club to see if we could find some girls. He told me it had been a while since he had a date as well. I was getting ready to go out when Trent came into the room.

He smiled, “hey, someone is going on the prowl tonight.”

I grinned, “yeah, going to a club with Josh, what about you, any plans for tonight?”

He shook his head, “no not really, hell maybe I should call some friends, maybe we need a night out too.”

I smiled, “hell yeah bud, get out there and have some fun.”

Josh called and said he was waiting out front, Trent picked up his phone and was dialing as I headed out the door.

I hopped into Josh’s car, he said, “it’s about time you get out, we haven’t a boy’s night out for a long time.”

I rolled my eyes, “yeah, the last time we went out, I ended up with both my hands in a cast.”

He laughed, “oh damn, we should have went looking for women while you had your casts.”

I asked, “why?”

He said, “chicks love a helpless guy, shit, I bet 2 or 3 would have gone home with you just to “help” you.”

I laughed, “yeah, right.”

We got to the club, danced with a few girls, but it just wasn’t as fun as I remembered it being. I wasn’t sure why, but there weren’t any girls there that caught my interest. Josh was having better luck, he had spent the last hour talking to a nice-looking red head. It was about midnight when they came back to the table after their last dance.

I said, “I think I’m going to head home, I’ll get an Uber to pick me up.”

He said, “are you sure, come on Wendy here has a friend showing up soon. Why don't you stay a little longer?”

I shook my head, “no thanks, you’re have a good time, I can get a ride home.”

He shrugged, “ok, if you’re sure.”

I smiled, “I’ll talk to you tomorrow, you can tell me how things went.” I gave him a wink as I headed to the door.

My ride showed up and a few minutes later I unlocked my door and walked into my room. The room was dark, and Trent was nowhere to be found. I thought, good for him, he did go out. I stripped to my underwear and fell into bed. I laid there thinking, maybe I should have gone out with him instead of Josh. I wonder where he went and who he went with. I chuckled, why was I thinking about this, he’s just my roommate, he should be out having fun if he wants to. I was just ready to doze off when I heard a key in the door. The door slowly opened, and I heard, “shh, my roommate is home, you need to be quiet, so we don’t wake him.” I closed my eyes and froze, so he wouldn’t know that I was still awake. Did he say we? Did Trent bring someone home with him?

I didn’t hear anything for a few minutes, I slowly opened my eyes to see what they were doing. There was just enough light coming through the window to see two figures standing there in the middle of the room. Shit, were they kissing? Do guys really kiss each other? I kept my eyes open just enough to watch them, being very careful not to move.

I heard the other guy whisper, “are you sure he’s sleeping?”

Trent looked in my direction, “I think so, he hasn’t moved since we came in.”

They then started to undress each other, I saw the silhouette of two naked guys kissing, their hard dicks rubbing against each other as they made their way to Trent’s bed. They crawled onto the bed and started to suck each other's cocks, I couldn’t close my eyes now, I was surprised when I felt my cock start to harden. I remained still, I couldn’t risk reaching down to stroke myself, but I sure wanted to. Why was this turning me on? I almost gasped when I saw the guy Trent brought home get up on his hands and knees and Trent got behind him and put his face in the other guy’s ass. Fuck, was he licking his ass?

The guy whispered, “yes Trent, eat my ass, that feels so good.”

Trent pulled away slightly, “shh, be quiet.” Then went back in for more ass licking. My cock was now harder than I ever remember it being.

Trent sat up and reached over to his desk drawer, I could see he had a small bottle in his hand. He aimed the bottle at his big cock and then to the ass in front of him. I watched as Trent then got closer and his massive pole disappeared, the guy moaning as he took the whole thing. I few seconds later Trent was pushing in and out, both of them seemed to forget I was in the room as they were both grunting with every stroke. A few minutes later, Trent pulled out and the other guy rolled over on his back and pulled his legs up in the air. Trent once again filled his hole and started to piston in and out as he leaned forward so they could kiss. God this was hot, my cock was aching to be stroked and my underwear was stretched to its limit. I faked a snore and rolled over, so I was facing away from them and was able to put my hand on my dick. They both stopped moving for a minute to be sure I was still asleep, once I hadn’t moved again, I heard the bed start to move again. They seemed to go forever, skin slapping skin sounds filled the room between the moans and groans.

I slowly ran my fingers up and down the length of my shaft, I was able to get the waistband of my underwear down below my nuts. I could hear their breathing starting to get heavier, as were the groans coming from the guy Trent brought home. Trent whispered, “I’m getting close.”

The other guys panted, “me too, fill my hole with your seed.”

I heard the sounds of a sloppy kiss and two loud grunts, my own breathing quickened, and my cock erupted all over my hand and sheets.

It sounded like they kissed for a few more minutes, then Trent got out of bed, and I heard him go to the bathroom. I assume he grabbed a towel to clean up, then I heard the rustle of sheets and a few minutes later the sound of steady breathing. I slowly turned and could see the shadow of them cuddled together, their arms wrapped around each other.

I couldn’t help but feel a little sad that I didn’t have someone to cuddle with. I was more worried about the slight tinge of jealousy that I was feeling. I knew I had no right to be jealous, Trent and I weren’t a couple, I should be happy for him that he found someone, even if it was only for one night, God, I hope it was only for one night. Jesus Crist Zane, you are not gay, why are you thinking like this?

I wiped my sticky hand on the sheet and drifted off to sleep.

 

To be continued…