Alliance of Gay Students

“Right now, I want to take a shower with you, and then I want to know what it feels like to have you inside me,” said Jeremy

“I’ve never done that before.”

Jeremy leaned forward and kissed me. “Until you, I’d never done it before either.”

I smiled back at him.

“Think we can run to the showers like this?” Jeremy asked.

“Naked?”

Jeremy laughed. “Yeah. Let’s do it.”

I would never have attempted this on my own, even though I knew the halls would be empty, or practically empty. Jeremy grabbed my hand and pulled me up. He led me to the door and peeked out into the hall. “Wait... where’s the shower? Is it that way?”

“You gave me a heart attack. Yes, it’s that way.” He pulled me into the hall. We ran naked to the showers and into a shower stall.

Jeremy turned to me. “You fuckhead, where are the towels. You were supposed to bring them.

I laughed. “Better a fuckhead than a shithead. You forgot the shampoo.”

Jeremy pointed his cock at me. “Mr. Dickhead is offended.”

“Does Mr. Dickhead know he lives next door to Mr. Shithead?”

“Oh, yeah? … Well … Fuck you, man.”

I burst out laughing. “Great comeback.” I turned on the shower. Jeremy grabbed me and pushed me under the water. It was still cold. He leaned in and kissed me. I warmed right back up. We spent several minutes kissing before we ‘washed’ using our hands. I spread my ass cheeks and rinsed the lube away as best I could. Jeremy pressed his cock against me. It was hard again.

“Do you think it feels different without a condom?” he asked into my ear.

“Maybe we’ll find out one day.” I turned and kissed him. “But not today, asshole.” I reached up and turned off the hot water. He was sprayed with a freezing cold blast.

He stepped out quickly. “That just means some extra hugging from you to warm me up, you dickhead.” He grabbed me, kissed me, and shivered. “Fuck, I’m cold.”

I turned and ran out and back to my room. I didn’t even check to see whether the hall was clear. Jeremy was only a few steps behind me. I handed him a towel, and we dried ourselves before hopping under the sheets. We were both shivering. “Are you hungry, Jay?”

“Not really, A.” He chuckled a little, and then I heard his teeth chatter.

“Whose fucking idea was it to run to the showers naked?” I asked. “I hope it was yours because it was fucking dumb.”

“Then, I’m sure it was yours,” he answered, and he poked me in the ribs with his finger.

I rolled over and kissed him.

He reached down and held my cock in the palm of his hand. His touch made me harden. “Are you ready to put this inside me?”

“I’m a little nervous. I want to do a good job.”

Jeremy smiled. “I guaranteed that it’ll be the best I’ve ever had. I’ve been thinking about it since we were first together.”

“Yeah? You’ve been thinking about my ramming my cock in your pussy. Taking my dick and shoving it into your cunt.”

“Putting your manhood in my love tunnel.”

“Packing your fudge with my tool.”

“Oh, now that’s just gross,” Jeremy laughed.

I looked down at him. He stopped laughing, and his face became calm but serious. I reached for the condom and put it on. He spread his legs, and I lubed him. He reached up and held my head on each side before pulling me toward him and kissing me.

I positioned myself and rubbed the head of my cock against his hole. He took a breath, and I entered him. His mouth dropped open; his eyes misted. I began to move in and out, pushing a little farther in each time.

“It feels so much bigger than I thought it would. The sensation is… incredible. Don’t stop. I want you.”

The tightness of his ass was an awesome sensation on my dick. But the sensation wasn’t just there. I was feeling it everywhere. I pushed Jeremy’s legs forward so he was folded at his hips, and I began to undulate in and out of him. I leaned forward to kiss him, and when our lips met, it was the ultimate in pleasure. We had connected again physically but it was different from when he was in me. It made me want him and need him in a way that was inexplicable to me.

Jeremy began to tilt his hips to meet my rhythm. I was fucking him; he was fucking me. Our tongues fought and then entered the other. We chewed on our partner's lips. I ran the tip of my tongue on his chin, and then sucked his chin into my mouth. I didn’t want it to end, but an urge began to build within me. It was a sensation I was familiar with and yet it was different from any other time. I began to fuck him faster; I couldn’t control my speed. Then I slammed into him hard and felt a release like no other. I felt three hard blasts as I came.

Jeremy’s hand reached down, and he began to jerk his cock. Without a thought, I pulled out and put my mouth over his dick and sucked. He came, and I swallowed. His body went limp, and I collapsed with my head on his waist. I licked my lips; the taste of him was still on them. More cum oozed from the end of his cock, and I used my tongue to gather it. My heart was beating faster than I ever remembered.

I moved up so we were even with one another again. He bent forward and kissed me.

“You know,” Jeremy said. “I’ve always loved the taste of my cum.”

“I like it, too,” I replied. “And, by the way,” I added. “It was your dumb idea to run to the showers naked with no towels or soap.”

“Yeah, I know, but I’m blaming you for all the good and bad things that happen to me from now on.”

“Is that so? Are you keeping score?” I asked.

“Yep,” Jeremy replied. “So far, a million good things and one bad. I think that’s a good record.” He pulled me to him, and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The remainder of Christmas break was wonderful. We spent the time taking walks, fooling around with the basketball, fooling around with each other. Jeremy felt like a part of me, and when he left to go back home, I missed him terribly. We had agreed that we would date other people, and he told me he knew that I would probably have sex with others; he just wanted me to be safe.

He sent me an email in February that he had stood up to someone who was bullying a new guy at school. The guy was gay, and after knowing each other a few weeks, they had experimented. He described the experience as mechanical. He said that sex with me seemed natural. He said that they had decided just to be friends.

Jeremy went on to say that he wasn’t even going to look for other opportunities to date until he was at the university. That was less than four months away.

My roommate never came back. I was assigned group work in my sociology class. One of the members of the group was a really cute guy with dark black hair and bright blue eyes. He made my dick stir, but not my heart. One day my dick got the better of me, and I decided to see if things would be different when we were away from the crowd. I invited him back to my room to play, as he put it.

He had a gorgeous body, and we had fun. He fingered my ass in a way that made me cum almost immediately. I fucked him, and it felt good. He said he enjoyed it, but there was something missing. He told me he wanted to do it again, so we did a few more times. Again, it was fun, but I felt really lonely afterward. I really missed Jeremy. I wondered how I was going to feel when he got to campus and experimented with other guys. What if he found someone he wanted more. This was killing me.

Jeremy arrived two days before the first summer mini-mester. He was taking his freshman English class. We were roommates as I had hoped, and we used half a box of condoms during those two days. Once class started, I was swamped with reading, and he spent his afternoons writing. We tried our best to get the work done before dinner in order to have the evenings together.

I knew it would happen, and it finally did. Jeremy was asked out by a guy in his class. I made sure he had two rubbers and a packet of lube in his pocket before he left. I tried to be cheerful. Jeremy’s description of the man made him out to be Adonis and Apollo fused into one. He told me he would be back late. They had plans for dinner and to see a movie. I smiled and told him to have fun.

I was surprised to see Jeremy back at ten o’clock. “Are you OK,” I asked.

“Sure,” his answer did not indicate that there was any problem.

Not sure if I should press him, I wasn’t sure what to say.

He took his toothbrush, put some paste on it, and left the room with his brush and mouthwash. Returning a few minutes later, he asked, “Are you going to bed now?”

“I can,” I replied. “Are you tired?”

“I need to talk, but I want to do it in bed.”

“OK.” I stripped down to my underwear. My heart was racing. I got into bed and pulled my covers up to my chin. I thought I could pull the covers over my head to muffle my sobs if it came to that. The mood in the room was exceedingly somber. I saw Jeremy walk to the light switch. His clothes were still on. The room went dark. I heard him remove his clothes. Tears filled my eyes as I prepared for the bad news.

The covers of my bed moved. He was getting into my bed, not his. And he wasn’t wearing anything. He was on his back facing the ceiling; he wiggled next to me.

“We went to Schlotzky’s for dinner.” There was a long pause. He kept touching my arm and my leg. I felt as though people were staring. I’m not used to that.”

I touched his hand with mine, and he interlaced his fingers to hold my hand.

“He took me back to his room for the movie. He put some porn on his computer and started to kiss me. It was like a lick-a-thon for him. He kept grabbing my dick, but my dick actually retreated. I tried to tell him to call down, to take it easy. I wanted to give him a chance because I really liked talking with him after class. Finally, I stood up and left. I walked around a little bit before I came up here.”

I squeezed his hand. I heard him get that sound that meant his eyes were watering and his nose was stopped up.

“I just kept thinking how much I missed you, and how I hoped you wouldn’t hate me for looking somewhere else when I had the greatest guy ever right here in my room.”

That’s when I teared up.

“No. We agreed to look at other guys to make sure.”

“I’m sure,” he said.

“I am, too,” I replied. “I want you to fuck me without a condom.”

Jeremy rolled on top of me. “And I want you to fuck me without a condom.”

Before that night, our fucking had been perfection. Or so we thought. Skin to skin, being seeded by the man who loves you, those things are true perfection.

Epilogue

Ryan 
After graduation, Ryan and Spencer married and began a small accounting business. They lived at the Homestead.

Jeremy
Jeremy became interested in marine biology and went on to earn his Ph.D. He married Aaron, and they adopted twin boys whose biological mother was one of Jeremy’s students.

Spencer 
Spencer worked part-time as Ryan’s assistant and took care of the house and farm while Jeremy was at work.

Aaron
Aaron found that raising two boys the right way took a lot of time. Once the boys were in school, he worked part-time for the public defender’s office and then full-time once they were away at school. Both boys married after college, and Jeremy and Aaron had seven grandchildren.

Vincent 
Vincent followed Ryan and Spencer to the Homestead where he ran security for them and their small business. He opened a small detective agency and was instrumental in solving the Pine Tree Serial Killer case.

Ken 
Ken was diagnosed with breast cancer. While often fatal in men because of a late diagnosis, Vincent had noticed a change, and Ken’s treatment was successful. Ken and Vincent live in a small house at the edge of the Homestead where Ken spends his free time growing vegetables and fruits. He and Vincent travel to France each year so Ken can keep up his French.

Bill 
When Bill came out to his parents, Bill’s father assaulted him. Bill lost partial vision in his left eye and brain damage affecting his ability to speak. He lost no other cognitive abilities and now writes editorials for a popular LGBT website.

Blake 
While Blake and Bill never married, they have remained with each other since their time together at the university.

Simon
Simon did not survive freshman year. He died during an asphyxiation sex event. His partner was charged with manslaughter.

Jon 
Jon claimed that Simon had asked him to choke him while they fucked. Jon didn’t realize Simon had stopped breathing. He said, “Simon was just laid there without moving when I was fucking him.” He received ten years for manslaughter.

Bruce 
Bruce moved in with his professor-lover after graduation. They moved to the east coast where his partner teaches and Bruce runs a Dollar Tree.

Steve 
Steve and Theo broke up during their sophomore year. Steve eventually found love with Roger, one of the university’s football players. They kept their relationship a secret until Roger was selected by a major league team.

Theo 
Theo broke up with Roger after deciding he wasn’t gay. After an episode of self-mutilation, he was hospitalized and diagnosed as schizophrenic along with several other disorders.

Jessie
Jessie got pregnant in her junior year. She named three men as a possible father for her baby. DNA tests indicated that none of the men fathered the child.

Professor Grant
Dr. Grant was caught fucking a student in his office and fired from his position. He later married the student and is in Key West running a boat rental business.

Kenneth 
Spencer’s brother Kenneth ‘disappeared’ in an avalanche in Switzerland. Spencer received a cryptic postcard a few months later. Ryan believes he may have faked his death, but Spencer says he doesn’t want to discuss it.

Brad
Brad married a trophy wife/beard. He had an unsuccessful bid for mayor.

Phillip
Phillip continued a clandestine relationship with Brad until Brad broke it off to run for mayor. An angry Phillip outed him. Polls indicated it was Brad’s dishonesty that lost him the race, not his homosexuality.

Donald
Donald continued to be a dick until he picked up a guy one night who tried to slice his dick off before stabbing him. Donald died at the scene; his murderer has never been caught.

Robin
Robin thought Elliot would be a perfect partner for his rough fuck him and walk out brand of sex. He was mistaken.

Elliot 
Elliot fought back, and when police arrived, Robin was still trying to fuck an almost unconscious Elliot. Elliot wasn’t afraid to press charges, and Robin’s girlfriend did not stick around for his trial. Robin's prison sentence allowed him to finish his degree behind bars.

Steve
Both Steve and Wayne received awards for running into a live-fire event to save lives.

Helen
Helen was able to gain certain valuable assets in exchange for not making a scandal.

Spencer III
Spencer’s father moved into the guest house.

Art Rogers
Art made weekly visits to the guest house to keep Spencer’s father up-to-date on business. Helen didn’t mind; the man who took care of the horses had a hard penis and knew how to use it.