College is for Fucking

“Now that I’m thinking about it,” said Yves, I think I’ll let you take my cherry on the third date. I’ve been having a hankering for chicken.”

His cherry, I thought. He's a virgin?

The next week was a nightmare. I did not respond as quickly as hoped with the flu medication and ended up in the hospital. Yves found out that a flu vaccine does not guard against all strains of the flu, and he ended up in the hospital as well. The campus was shut down for a week while everything was disinfected. I heard that life in the dorm was interrupted by cleaning crews, and many students went home to spread the flu to their loved ones.

When I was released from the hospital, I wasn’t allowed to visit Yves, but I left him a note to let him know that I was thinking of him. Mark picked me up and took me back to the residence hall. He was having a bad time because his boyfriend was unhappy that he was spending extra hours at work and going out of his way, according to the boyfriend, to help his ‘buddies.’

I sat down on my bed, and Mark sat in my desk chair. “So your boyfriend is calling those of us your helping ‘buddies.’ Have you told him about the last time you fought?”

“Not all of it,” said Mark. “I didn’t tell him about the great sex I had with you in the shower. I told him I slept on a friend’s couch. Which is the truth.”

“I’m not an expert in these things, I’m only recently thinking that the right guy will make a difference. Your boyfriend doesn’t sound like a fit for you. You’re in the medical field. Your hours are going to be irregular. And, I hate to say this because I like you, and I think you are a great guy, but the first thing you did when you fought is to ask me to fuck you.”

“Yeah. You’re right. I’d seen you on campus, and I was with a friend a while back who commented about having sex with you, and I kind of got fixated on that, so when we had the fight, I came looking for you. When you’ve got a boyfriend, he’s the only one you should be fucking. I need to break things off with him. I didn’t need you to tell me that.”

“Sometimes we need a friend to give us a push to face up to what we’re doing. Yves did that for me, and he was willing to wait for me to come to my senses.”

“He’s a good one. Here give me a hug, and I’m going to get my life in order.”

I stood up and hugged him.

“You know, Adam, if things don’t work out for you and Yves, let me know. I’m going to get out of your life now because I think he’s the best chance for your happiness.”

“Mark?”

“I… Just let that be it.” Mark left.  

I wondered whether I would see him again. He could have been a really good friend, but the great sex we had would always be hanging there. Maybe it was for the best.

Yves was finally released from the hospital, and we took an Uber back to his dorm. He had lost a lot of weight and was very pale. I felt responsible for asking him to spend the night with me, to hold me, and make me feel safe. He told me that he didn’t blame me, and when we got back to campus, we were met with the news that enough of the professors were ill that classes were canceled for another week. Yves' roommate had gone home at the beginning of the week. So his room was quiet.

I went to the dining hall and brought back some juice and some turkey sandwiches. The dining hall was asking residents to pick up boxed lunches and to each back in their rooms.

Yves had fallen asleep by the time I got back. Ordinarily, I would have let him continue to doze, but I had no idea when he had taken liquids, and I have to admit I was freaking worried about his dehydrating, so I woke him up.

“Sorry, Adam. Am I making our second date a bust?”

“I’m not counting this as a second date.”

“Why not?”

“Because, sweetheart, I’m worried that the second date activities list will be too much for you in your weakened state.”

“Maybe they’ll make me feel better. And you just called me sweetheart.”

“Did I?” I asked. I knew full well that I did. “Drink your juice, and I’ll think about kissing your pee-pee.”

“Did you just call my oversized throbbing piece of manhood a ‘pee-pee’?”

“Damn straight I did. Drink your juice.”

Yves sat up and took a sip. “I think you should apologize to him. He’s upset now.”

I pulled the elastic of Yves’ sweatpants forward and looked down at his dick. “Yeah, I see that he is. Why he’s crawled so far back inside you, it looks as though you have two pussies.”

“You are a fucking asshole Adam; I don’t know why I love you.”

I sat motionless still holding the elastic waistband.

“I don’t mean that. I do know why.” He paused. “Adam?”

I slowly let the elastic go back. “Yes?”

“I love you. A few days ago, I was falling in love with you. Before that, I knew that I was so attracted to you, I had to fight myself not to go to bed with you.”

“I’m glad you wouldn’t sleep with me. Oh, hell, I never slept with anyone. I just fucked them. You slept with me, holding me, making me feel safe. I love you, too.”

Yves smiled. “I’m ready to be with you.”

“I cannot believe that I’m saying this, but as much as I want to be with you, we had a plan; remember that date number two moved us into more physical contact. You need to get stronger.”

“So now that I want you to fuck me, you’re saying no?” Yves seemed stunned.

“Babe, you wanted me to fuck you before we met. And, I wanted to fuck you when I first saw you. But that wasn’t love, and you knew that. You made me realize that.”

“OK, but now…”

“No, now that I’m in love, I’m not going to blow it. Here, eat your sandwich.” Yves took the sandwich. He had a pouty look on his face as he ate.

He finally said. “You’re right. We agreed to wait. As I think about it, you are honest and I can trust you.” We finished our sandwiches while just watching each other.

“Before I go back to my room, do you want to take your shower? I’m still concerned that you’re too weak. I don’t want you to fall.”

“You’re probably right. I should shower and then take a nap until dinner.”

“I want you to call me when you’re ready for dinner. I’ll get us something and bring it up here. OK?”

“Yeah, but tomorrow, I want you to drive us somewhere for lunch.”

“For chicken?” I laughed.

“That’s date three,” said Yves.

“No,” I kissed him. “That’s the picnic lunch for date four.”

“But I changed my mind when we were snuggling. I said we’d do that for date three.”

“Babe. Babe. Come on, babe, you were snuggling up to my ass and talking about sticking your cock inside me. I’m sure you weren’t thinking clearly.”

“You’re impossible.”

“Let’s get you showered.”

We got his things together and went to the shower room. I helped him get into the shower. Fuck, but he was hot even though he was slightly pale. As he rinsed his head under the stream of hot water, I removed my clothes and stepped in with him.

“What are you doing?”

“Huh? Well, I’m helping you,” I said. I leaned forward and kissed him. I poured some body wash on his chest and lathered him from his neck to his cock. I spent a little extra time on his cock and balls. He’d only had sponge baths while in the hospital. I turned him away from me and scrubbed his back including his ass crack.

Once I rinsed the soap away, I ran my tongue up his crack and spent a little time on his hole. Then I turned him back around and ran my tongue from his balls, up the bottom of his shaft, and then circled the head of his penis. When I circled the head with my lips, he was already hard. I took all of him into my mouth. My nose was buried in the wet hair of his bush, and the tip of his dick was just past the back of my mouth and into my throat. Yves' body flinched at that moment.

I moved back out and then down again, and when the head of his cock popped into my throat, he flinched again and moaned. His moan was sent happiness through me for I could tell the level of pleasure I was giving him was high. As I moved up and down his shaft, I slipped one of my fingers into his ass crack and began to massage the entrance to his hole.

His whole body seemed to spasm, and I was amazed at the amount of cum he pumped into me. I held him tight; his cock jerked into my mouth, and his seed went down my throat. I didn’t want to let go until he was finished. I was worried I would run out of air, but just as I was about to push him away and gasp for oxygen, he pulled my head back, lowered himself, and kissed me. He continued to look into my eyes for what seemed like an eternity.

I had experienced something new. He had been right when he said it was about sharing an experience. He wrapped his arms around me, and as the hot water continued to rain upon us, he told me our new plan.

“Breakfast is date number three. Lunch is date four, and that date won’t end until we’ve behaved like rabbits.”

I stood up and pulled him to his feet. I pushed the shower curtain open and reached for my phone. “Hey, Siri. Play Stephanie Mills Never Knew Love.”

The song began to play. I held my love close to me with my head on his chest and swayed to the music.

I never knew love like this before
Now I'm lonely never more
Since you came into my life
You are my love light, this I know...

The end