Two Freshman

I awoke early, without the help of an alarm. I sat up and looked over at the other bed. The prick was still sleeping soundly. I needed a shower even though I’d taken one last night. I’d taken that one alone, and when I got out, he was asleep. He had been content to have my dick dump a load of cum in his ass. After everything that we had talked about, all my assurances, he had maintained a fuck and roll-over attitude.

I have to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed stuffing my dick in his ass. I wondered whether all asses would feel that good. Thinking about it while the water ran over me made my dick hard, but I didn’t relieve it. I wondered whether I’d have a chance to use it later. After my shower, I put on some running shorts and a t-shirt. I copied the name of a book I needed to read a chapter from, and I jogged over to the library. I found the book, studied the chapter, then moved to a chair at the end of a table where I had a fair view of the room. I leaned back and sat with my legs apart. I reread parts of the chapter while scanning the room for cute guys.

A couple of guys, as well as girls, gave me a second look. One dude smirked a little and winked. Since he was walking with a girl, I was surprised by that. I was about to put the book back and head back to the room when I noticed a dark-haired guy with a triangle tattoo on his wrist eyeing me from the edge of a bookcase. I looked right toward him, and he looked away quickly. The next time he looked my way, I raised my head in one of those hello nods that guys do when walking past one another. I saw him disappear for a moment and then reappear with a book in his hand. He came to my table and sat on the other side.

He seemed shy while at the bookcase. Sitting across from me, he was bolder. “Just what are you looking at, stud?” he asked me.

I wondered what the guys in the porn videos would do. I leaned over the table just a little. “I’m looking at this cute man with dark hair and the bluest eyes. He has this adorable ass that I just want to squeeze.”

He kept looking at me. I was surprised at how forward I’d been. Finally, he said, “My name’s Edward.”

“Hi, Edward. I’m Mark.”

He lowered his voice. “Hi, Mark. I don’t suppose you’d want to go back to my room so you can give my ass a good hard squeeze.”

“Is that all you want me to do? A good. Hard. Squeeze.” I could tell my heart was beating faster.

“I’m sure that squeezing my ass will make you hard, and then you’ll want to fuck me. You will want to fuck me, won’t you?”

“Oh, Edward, I want to fuck you right now, but I didn’t bring any protection,” I whispered back.

He smiled. “I’ve got a box that I haven’t opened.”

I chuckled softly. “Then let’s go open it.”

Edward put the book on the table; I put my book next to it. He rubbed his fingers over mine. I swear my dick jerked when he did it. “Follow me.”

I followed him out of the library and walked beside him as we went to the Quad. He glanced over at me from time to time and grinned. I grinned back. I was sure everyone could see the boner I had in my running shorts. A few people said hello to him, and when we reached his room, he opened the door and pulled me in. A guy sitting at one of the desks looked up.

“I need an hour,” said Edward.

The guy grabbed a laptop and stood up. “Are you sure you don’t want me to stay and tell you what to do?”

“Fuck you. I said an hour.”

The guy laughed. He paused at the door. “He may act like he knows what he’s doing, but he’s only done it twice.” He grinned at Edward. “Or so he says. He hasn’t done it once since he’s been here. Just so you know, I’m the expert.” He turned and left.

Edward locked the door and then pushed himself into me and against the wall. He pushed his lips against mine. His tongue was like a bullwhip. One of his hands reached under my t-shirt, and the other slipped into my shorts. His fingers found my erection. “Oh, fuck, I love your dick.”

He sure seems to know what he’s doing, I thought. What he was doing felt wonderful. I flipped places with him and pushed him against the wall. My hands went under his shirt, and I squeezed his nipples; he gasped. His hands pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it. He pushed me back and dropped to his knees, pushing my shorts down. My dick popped up and hit him under the chin.

“Oh, yeah,” he gushed as he grabbed my cock and stuffed it into his mouth. I thought my heart might explode as his tongue moved back and forth and up and down my shaft. I felt his throat close around the head of my dick.

“Oh, fuck,” I exclaimed as I realized he had my entire erection in his mouth. His nose rubbed my skin through my pubes. I grabbed his head and began to skull-fuck him.

He pushed me back and looked up at me. “Save some of that for my man pussy, Stud.”

So that was my name? I was going to try to live up to it. “Where’s the fucking lube, Eddie?”

He turned and opened a drawer of his desk. He tossed me the box of condoms as he stripped his shirt off. He pushed his shorts down and stepped out of them. I kept my eyes on him as I pulled a foil pack from the box. He left his socks and shoes on, and I’m not sure why, but I found that even sexier. He laid back on the bed and squirted some liquid into his hand. With his legs spread apart, he began rubbing his fingers over his hole.

I kicked off my shorts and ripped the package open.

“You want my pussy, don’t you, Stud?” He pushed his fingers into his ass. I felt a squirt of precum from my dick.

I quickly unrolled the condom over my cock as I moved closer to him. He pulled his fingers back, and in one motion squirted lube on my wrapped dick and spread it down the shaft.

“Come on, Mark, you fucking stud, don’t make me beg. Don’t make me wait.”

I aimed my dick at his hole, moved in, and shoved my entire shaft into him.

“Oh, fuck,” he screamed.

I held him there with my dick buried in him. His eyes were wide open and wet. I adjusted my body and pressed my lips to his. His hands moved to my ass and he pulled. I began to piston in and out of him. I sensed his pulling in a deep breath of air each time I penetrated his hole. The sound of my dick sliding in and out of him was punctuated occasionally by a ‘shit,’ ‘yeah,’ or a ‘fuck.’

The sensation on my dick was amazing, but my build-up to ejaculation did not rise as quickly as it had in the past, allowing me to fuck him longer than I had expected to last. His cock, on the other hand, remained flaccid, even when he grasped it and tugged at it. I had begun to push into him with more force and increased frequency. I could tell that I was close. I contemplated pulling out and watching my cum spray over his body, but I didn’t want to stop fucking. My breathing became short and rapid.

Just before I released and filled the condom, Eddie looked up at me. “I fucking love you, man.”

My dick pulsed hard twice and then a third, softer jerk. Only the sound of my breathing was audible. I reached down and used my index finger to hold the condom against my still rigid cock as I slowly withdrew from his fuck-hole. I pushed him over and got next to him on my back. The cum-filled end of the condom hung like a flag from a flag pole when the wind isn’t blowing. I pulled Eddie next to me. He looked at me as though he wasn’t sure what to expect.

“Are you OK?”

He put his hand on my chest. “Your dick’s still hard.”

“Yeah,” I smiled. “You seem to have that effect on me.”

“I don’t really love you, you know.”

“I know. You didn’t use my name when you said it.” I pushed his hair from his forehead.

“It was better than the other two times,” said Edward.

“I’m glad, because I really enjoyed it, too.”

Edward sat up. “Do you think we’ll do it again one day? I mean what if it’s not as good as today?”

“Don’t know.” I knew we weren’t going to just based on the tone of his voice. “Tell you what, I eat in dining hall three every weekday between five-thirty and six. If you want to do it again, just show up there.” I removed the condom. “You aren’t going to use the sperm I leave behind to impregnate yourself, are you?”

Edward laughed. “I bet you’d make cute babies, but no, just knot it and throw it in the trash can.”

I put my clothes back on and headed for the door.

“Thanks,” he said, “for being a good fuck and not being a jerk after.”

I walked back over to him and kissed him. “Thank you for giving me the best time I think I’ve ever had.” I left the room and closed the door. He never did come to the dining hall, but then, I knew he wouldn’t.

I found his roommate sitting by the door in the hall. He looked up at me. “As good as you hoped?” he smirked.

“Better.” I smiled back.

“Really? Low expectations.” He handed me a folded piece of paper. “My number. You’ll never have better.”

“I guess I’ll never know.” I walked away. No wonder the world was so full of broken hearts; there were pricks everywhere.