Alliance of Gay Students

I stood up and pulled him to his feet. I slapped his ass. “It means we need to shower. Then I’m going to suck you so hard, your dick will grow an inch.”

Spencer reached down and grabbed my hardon. “Who’s the horny bastard now?”

The hot water of the shower was almost as sensuous as the kisses that Spencer spread over my body. I lathered the shampoo into his hair; his bangs continued to find their place on his forehead. I remembered his telling me once that he had to use a lot of gel to get them to stay combed back. I pushed them back again and wondered whether cropping his hair close to his head along with colored contacts would change his appearance enough that we could escape his father.

Spencer’s hand brushed against my now flaccid cock and turned my attention back to our current activity. I pressed my lips to his. The water, his lips, his touch. I got onto my knees and lathered Spencer’s bush. It was a small patch of thick hair just above his shaft. His shaft and balls were almost hairless. As I soaped up his cock, it grew in my hands. I moved aside and allowed the water to rinse away the soap. Then I lathered him up again. Once he was rinsed again, I put his dick into my mouth. As promised, I violently sucked him. I’m sure his moans could be heard above the sound of the shower. I wondered briefly if they could be heard in the hall, or perhaps there were microphones hidden in the room. Would Vincent beat off to the sounds of our lovemaking.

Hands on the back of my head forced me to focus back on the blowjob. The head of Spencer’s cock pressed against the back of my mouth and pushed into my throat. The sensation was exhilarating. Spencer moaned more loudly. I slid my lips to the head of his penis and then pulled him all the way in. My nose was buried in his bush. His crown was in my throat, and I felt him come. He held my head to him as he emptied himself into me. I swallowed without tasting, an interesting sensation. Spencer pulled out and leaned against the wall of the shower. He looked down at me and mouthed the words, “I love you.”

My eyes filled with the tears of joy, and I sat down on the floor of the shower and let the water run over me.

* * *

I sat alone at the dining table. Spencer and I had decided not to give ammunition to his father. He would come a little later, after others were sitting at the table. Bill was now sitting with us, and when he got here, I planned to ask him to leave with Spencer and take him back to the room. I would go to the room via a different path, possibly with Al and Todd. I’d have to see if they even showed for dinner. The goal was to make sure that no one ever saw Spencer and me together on campus. I was confident that we could do it.

Once Vincent had someone to date, I knew he’d make sure we were safe. I wasn’t sure that Simon would be the one for him, but it was a start. I knew I’d meet more guys at the next Alliance meeting. I’d see whether any of them were interested. Who was I kidding? Of course they would be. Vincent was cute, and he wore a uniform at work. All he had to do is pull his dick out of his trousers, and half the guys at the meeting would bend over for him. Being fucked by a guy wearing his uniform was a common fantasy. I wanted him to have someone real, someone who wanted to be in a relationship with him. The date with Simon was on Saturday; the next Alliance meeting was Monday.

I saw Bill come into the dining hall alone. That would give me a chance to talk to him. I took a sip of my drink and waited for him to get his food and have a seat. It didn’t take long for Bill to get his food and come to the table. “You going back to the room after this?” I directed the question to him; although, with no one else at the table, he should have known that I was talking to him.

Bill looked to his left and then to his right. “Me? Yeah, I guess so.”

“Will you take Spencer with you?” I asked.

“Doesn’t he know the way?”

“Will you take him?”

“I guess. Unless Blake wants to do something else.”

“Will you take him there first and let him in?”

“Why don’t you just give him your key?”

I knew that Bill’s function in life was to make mine more difficult. I knew that the first day I met him. “Bill, will you take Spencer to the room after dinner and before you do anything else?”

“Fuck, Ryan. Sure. I’ll take him.”

“Thank you.”

Brad, Philip, and Donald showed up. Donald tried to sit next to Bill, but that was Blake’s place. Everyone knew that Bill liked to sit with his hand on Blake’s thigh, but Donald liked to give Bill shit because he believed Bill was only dating girls as a cover. That’s what he told everyone. I thought he did it because Bill didn’t drool over Donald. Donald was one of those guys who thought he was a gift to gaydom. All guys should worship him and his big dick. Not that I’d seen his dick, but he made sure everyone knew his cock was thick and more than ten inches; although, I often wonder if guys know the difference between inches and centimeters.

I was content with Spencer’s. It’s not the dick that makes the man.

The next part of the plan was about to start. Spencer came in. He was talking to another guy from our table whose name I couldn’t remember. He’d just started sitting with us a few days ago. They got their dinner and sat at the other end of the table. Spencer didn’t look at me. Plenty of the other guys did. I glared at Spencer a few times, and then I ate silently. It didn’t look like Al was going to make it. I got up and left. Alone.

I headed to the library, checked out a book on C#, Winforms, and Databases. I knew I needed to do some research for my programming project, and I had been distracted during the past week by a handsome face. I didn’t want to lose my scholarship. Both of us needed a degree to get good jobs that would allow us to escape the clutches of Spencer’s father; that is, if things came to that.

My journey back to the room took me about fifteen minutes. I entered from the side opposite of my usual choice, and I went up a staircase I had never used before. I checked the doorknob, and the door to the room was unlocked. I slipped inside as though someone were watching me.

Bill and Blake were sitting close together, each reading a book. I assumed for a class. Spencer stood up and came to me without saying anything. We hugged and kissed.

“Do you think the others think there’s a problem between us?” I asked.

“You can’t believe the chatter after you left,” he told me.

Blake stood up. “You gonna let us in on it? Or do we just keep on pretending that you two have broken up?”

Time for the next part of the plan.

“Spencer has a stalker, and he or she has threatened us. I don’t think we’re in mortal danger, but…”

“What’s that mean?” asked Bill. “What’s moral danger?”

“Mortal,” I said. “It means I don’t think whoever this is will try to kill us.”

“Oh, he just wants to fuck you up, huh?”

“Yeah,” I replied. Spencer sat down. I noticed that he was shaking his head.

“I guess he wants Spencer for himself.”

“That’s right, Bill. So we need to be really careful. Can you keep this a secret?”

Bill looked confused. Blake spoke up, “Sure, we’ll go along.”

“Yeah,” said Bill. “I won’t say anything. You know, if you guys need to fuck, go ahead. I won’t mind.”

“Thanks, Bill,” said Spencer. “I knew we could count on you. That’s why we trusted you to bring me here.”

Bill smiled. “It’s kind of like being a spy. Like 007.”

Blake patted Bill on the shoulder. “Read the rest of your assignment.”

“But, now I’m horny.”

“We promised to get the assignment done first.”

“You’re right, of course.” Bill leaned over and kissed Blake on the cheek, and they went back to reading their books.

I sat down next to Spencer. He looked up and smiled at me. I leaned over and kissed him.

“I don’t want to fuck in front of them,” he chuckled quietly.

“I think I need a shower,” I whispered.

Spencer raised an eyebrow. “You’ll prune.”

“Don’t care.”

He smiled. “I think I’ll go to the restroom and then head back to my room.” He stood up.

I stood up. “Give me a kiss before you go.”

He kissed me on the cheek. “Will I see you at breakfast?” he asked.

“I’ll be there at seven,” I nodded.

Spencer turned around and left.

I sighed, opened my library book, scanned the table of contents, and then put it down rather loudly. Bill and Blake looked up at me. “I’m sorry, guys.” I sighed again. “I’m going to take a shower. Maybe it’ll calm me down.” I grabbed my shower bag, slipping in two towels before heading toward the community bath.

I walked into the room and found it empty except for a quiet stream of urine coming from the urinal side of the room. I took shower stall one, as I usually did, and I started the water. While I waited for it to warm, I closed the outer curtain and removed my clothes. Another man walked into the outer stall.

“Do you mind if we share? I didn’t bring any body wash.”

“Of course, I said. I never hesitate to share my shower with a handsome big-dicked stud.”

He smiled.

“But since there isn’t one around, you’ll do.”

I smiled.

“You’re an asshole,” he said.

“No,” I pointed to my butt. “This is an asshole.”

He removed his clothes and pushed me toward the inner stall.

“Mister, you’re not going to hurt me, are you?” I asked.

“You know, young man,” he said. “Earlier today, a man sucked me so hard that my dick is now longer. I think I should shove this longer cock up that asshole of yours and see if I can reach your pyloric sphincter.”

“Oh, fuck, Mister, you’re turning me on with this science talk.”

The man walked closer to me. I noticed that his dick was hard. He shoved me under the water. “Spread those cheeks and show me your pussy.”

“What?”

“I said show me your fucking pussy.” He slapped one of my ass cheeks. “Spread those cheeks and show me that pussy.”

I did as he demanded. Water from the shower head stung my back. I felt his hardness push against my hole. His fingers wrapped themselves around my neck, and he pushed my head against the tile.

“If you fucking scream or call out, I will snap your neck, and then I’ll still fuck you.”

I swallowed hard, and he shoved his dick into me. I wanted to call out at the suddenness of his thrust, but I had clenched my teeth together in response to his threat.

He began to thrust in and out of me. It may have been a violation, but it felt so good. He continued to press my face into the tile and apply pressure around my neck. My dick was rock hard in response to his fuck. Then I heard him grunt, and I felt the pressure of his load as he filled me with it. He released the grip on my neck. I slid down to the floor. Cum drained from my ass.

The man sat next to me. “I love you, Ryan.” His hand moved up and touched my cheek.

“And I love you, Spencer. Let me wash the sweat from your brow. I don’t want you to be late getting back.

Spencer pressed his lips to mine. It was the perfect end to our day together.