Alliance of Gay Students

Spencer bent closer to me and touched his lips to mine.

I felt electricity shoot through me. I tried to kiss him back, but he pulled back. “You haven’t answered me.” He grinned.

“Hell, yeah, you’re cute.” I pushed forward and kissed him.

“Have you got an application?”

“What?” I asked.

“For the position of boyfriend. I want to apply.”

“You’re hired.”

“With no application? Sounds like a shady operation.”

“When you’re that fucking cute, you go to the head of the line. We can sign the paperwork later.”

“Let’s take this stuff back to my room. I don’t feel like any more math right now. Maybe after dinner? Where should we go?” He stood up.

“I want you to meet my friends, so is the cafeteria OK?”

“You already want to introduce me to your family?” He faked an embarrassed look.

“Maybe my brother, some day.” I stood up. I was about an inch taller than he, and just that slight difference forced him to angle those beautiful eyes. We continued looking at one another for almost a minute without saying anything. I leaned my face forward, and his lips parted; our lips met, and we kissed. His tongue moved forward, and I wrapped my lips around it, and he pushed it in and out of my mouth. He pulled his tongue back. “I feel incredible inside,” he said. “I want us to be alone.”

I followed him out into the hall and down the stairs. He held my hand the entire way. His smile made me smile. The graduate dorm was one building over, and we walked side by side, hand in hand. The doors to the building were large and heavy. Inside, the air felt cooler and the lighting was dimmer. It had a cozy, homey feel to it. We climbed three flights of stairs, turned to the right, and traveled down a long hall before standing in front of a door with a sign saying S. Greene. I kissed him again, gently, before he unlocked the door and we went in.

We passed a bathroom and closet before walking into the main part of his room. A bed with a dresser stood under a window at the far end. A desk to the right opposite a small kitchenette on the left formed a small open area.

Spencer put his bag down. “I’ve never done this before, Ryan. I was too scared, for a lot of reasons. But with you, it feels right. I want you in a way I can’t even describe.”

I pushed his bangs to the side with my fingers, and they fell back into the same place.

“I’ve got to use a lot of gel to keep them out of my eyes.”

“I’ve never done this before either. I’ve kissed a boy once, and I will admit that I like it a lot, but it was nothing like kissing you.”

“That’s because there’s something different happening between us, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I do,” I told him. “When I saw you in the lecture hall, I felt compelled to talk to you. I don’t have the balls to do things like that, but I just had to.”

Spencer put his hands on the sides of my head and kissed my forehead, my nose, my lips. “I’d seen you before,” he told me. “In class. I wanted to talk to you, and I was making plans to make that happen. Then I got sick, but when I saw you today…” he smiled.

I reached forward and slipped my hands under his t-shirt. I kissed him on the chin before pulling the shirt over his head revealing an underdeveloped mesomorph body. His chest was hairy. I’d noticed that his legs and arms were mildly hairy, and I found myself excited by his chest hair. I kissed his nipple, and it hardened. I gently bit it, and with my tongue I pushed against it. I rubbed the side of my face against his pecs. My hands moved around him and I pulled him more tightly to me. I looked into his face which was now blurry from the moisture in my eyes. “I can’t fucking believe this is happening.” I kissed him again.

I felt a straining in my underwear; my penis was struggling to become erect. Unlike the past, both my brain and my penis wanted Spencer. The feeling for him was different than it had been with any other guy, and I believed that he wanted me. I fell to my knees and pulled him free from his pants and underwear. His cock swelled and hardened before me. It was almost identical in size to mine; I knew it would feel good inside me. I held it in my hand, and Spencer gasped just slightly. I put the head into my mouth and circled it with my tongue. His cock pulsed and precum spilled into my mouth. His was different from mine. The slickness was different and the taste was savory and pleasing. I increased the suction, and Spencer gasped in response. I placed my index finger and thumb above his testicles and closed them. I tugged down as my lips moved toward the base of his shaft. The palms of his hands covered my ears and his fingers pressed the back of my skull. I began to move up and down the shaft as I kept my tongue pushing against his cock. I heard a squeal, and then Spencer whispered, “I’m going to come if you don’t stop.”

I released him and helped him step out of his pants. I stood back up. “You OK?”

“That felt so good.” He kissed me, hard and passionately. “Take your shirt off.”

I did as he asked, and he began to kiss my neck. I felt chills run through me. Spencer ran the tip of his tongue around my ear. I felt a squirt of precum in my pants. “Oh, fuck, Spencer, you’re driving me to the edge.”

He pulled his face back and looked at me. “I’ve been on the edge since I saw you walk up those stairs.”

I felt myself being pulled into him. I can’t explain the high he gave me. He put his lips next to my ear. “Take all your clothes off and come to the bed. I want you to make love to me. Will you?” He turned and walked away. I slid out of my shorts and followed him. He got on all fours. “Will you make love to me, now? Please.” He handed me a bottle of lube. I took it.

“You don’t have to ask please. I want to. I can’t wait to be inside you.”

I have a condom if you want one. It’s inside my desk. “But I meant it when I told you that I’m a virgin, Ryan. If you don’t want to use this, I trust you.”

“We won’t need it then.” I pushed his ass cheeks apart. His sphincter muscle quivered. A circle of short straight brown hair encircled it about an inch and a half away. It reminded me of a bull’s eye. I leaned in and kissed the entrance to his hole and ran my tongue around the muscle.

Spencer’s arms collapsed and his shoulders were against the bed. “Oh, Ryan, that felt so good.”

I licked it again and heard him squeal “fuck.” Every drop of pleasure I gave him, I got back double. I put some lube onto my finger and I moved it around his hole and pushed my finger inside.

Spencer turned his face toward me. Tears formed in his eyes. “Even that feels better than I thought it would, but I want your cock in there.”

I lubed my dick and placed the head against him. “Push back against me,” I instructed. As he pushed back, I held my cock in place and pushed forward. His hole loosened and allowed the head to slip inside.

“Oh, fuck me,” exclaimed Spencer. “It’s fucking huge.”

“It only feels that way because you’re so tight. Just breathe deeply. Push back when you’re ready.”

“I want you so bad, but I don’t know.”

“It’s OK, baby. Keep breathing.”

“Oh, more of you went in. How do guys do this? It feels like you’re trying to cram a 2-liter bottle in my ass. Why do I want it so bad when it feels like this?”

“Take another deep breath. Relax and maintain the backward pressure.”

I heard Spencer growl slightly as another part of my shaft slipped into him.

“Oh, fuck yeah, oh, that feels good, what the hell is that? What are you doing?”

“That’s your prostate.” I pushed a little more.

“Ryan, I think I’m going to faint.”

“No, you’re not.” I pushed in some more. “Push back on me, baby.” I held his hips and pulled him to me. I gave him a few seconds to accommodate, then I began to move in and out of him. He moaned non-stop. He told me not to quit. He grabbed and pulled me to him as I moved my cock back and out. At one point, his arms quivered, and I pulled completely out.

“Why’d you stopped?” he whined.

“So you can lie flat on the bed, Spence.”

He adjusted his position; I put my knees between his, and as I lay on top of him, I pushed my cock into him again. I heard him suck air into his lungs. I kissed his neck and shoulders as I pistoned away. He began to moan ‘yeah’ repeatedly, and I sensed his body stiffen and relax.

“Are you OK?”

“I fucking came on my good blanket. Dammit. I should have put down a towel.” He sounded angry as he sat up and I got back on my knees. He rolled over and spread his legs. “Don’t stop now, Ryan. I want you to come inside me.” He grabbed my dick and pulled it to his hole. “Fuck me like the world is ending.”

I pulled one of his legs up so his calf rested on my shoulder. I still had to put pressure to get my cock into him. I began to pound his ass, and I noticed his green eyes would roll into his head as I filled him. He tried to pull me closer to him, so I released his leg and folded him. I could feel my pelvis band against his. He pulled my head forward and licked my chin. I swear it made my cock harder. He kissed me harder than he had before, and I could not believe how fast I was fucking him. And then I slammed into him with force and dumped my seed into him. Three times. He pulled me down to him, and my dick dislodged. Cum squirted from his ass and onto the blanket with a spurting sound.

“The DNA evidence will show that we were together on this blanket,” he laughed.

I kissed him again and looked at him seriously. My heart was sure. “I’ve already fallen in love with you, Spencer.”

“I’m glad,” he replied. “I fell in love with you the first day I saw you in class.”

I put my head down on his chest and started to cry. “I’m so glad I hired you,” I blubbered.

We stayed in bed for a while, holding each other before getting up and showering. We had a little time before dinner, so we worked some on his math assignments. Spencer was really quick; it was too bad that a small error had thrown him off, but it was fortuitous for us. Eventually it was time for us to head to the cafeteria. I could tell Spencer was nervous about meeting my friends. He told me he hadn’t made any here at school, but with his living situation, I wasn’t surprised. I had seen no one else in his dorm.

As soon as we entered the dining hall, Alvin ran up to me. He grabbed my hand the way my little brother had done when he had some news to share. “You’ll never believe this,” he said. “Do you know Todd Nicola? He’s a chem major who’s the catcher for the university team.”

“I’ve met him,” I nodded.

“We’ve spent some time talking, and he told me last night that he wants to see me on a regular basis, and we…” Alvin began to stare at me. He looked over at Spencer.

His looking at Spencer made me look over at Spencer.

Spencer looked at Alvin and then me.

“You’re in love, aren’t you?” Alvin said, more as a statement than a question. “And you guys have done it.”