My Summer Internship at the University of Cambridge

Chapter 3 - Bonding

 It’s another week and Rudds had asked me if I want to help him with some photography, as he needs new photos of himself. (Message attached), I agreed to help, on Tuesday after work.

* * *

“Do you want to watch a movie later on?” Eliza asks, as she catches me in the hallway of the house.

“Erm, probably not, me and Rudds are going out to capture some photos of each other around Cambridge.”

“Aww, like a date...” she says teasingly. Okay what about tomorrow?”

“Erm…”

“Come on Jay, you can’t ditch me twice??”

“I’m sorry, it’s just that we were talking about Oppenheimer and we just spontaneously booked the tickets before the screen got packed. You can join us if you like.” I responded.

“NOPE! I need to watch Barbie first. Who else is going?”

“No one else, the group don’t seem to be too bothered about it, plus we kind of just booked it.”

“Wow, you two seem to be getting really close…”

“Yeah, I guess. Its’ nice. I never have any guy mates.”

“Aw well I’m glad you have one now.” she says. “I’ll see you around, but message me what evening you’re free.

* * *

As I’m chilling in my room, I hear Ethan’s footsteps enter the house, he walks down into the hallway and goes into his room. After a few moments I hear him come out again and knock on my door, I open it.

“Can I come in?” he asks holding clothes, “I need your advice?”

“What is it?”

“It’s nice and sunny so I’m sure we can capture some great golden hour and silhouette shots, but which outfit should I wear. I want to upload this on Instagram so want to look on point!”

As I look at his outfit choices, I’m drawn between a nice t-shirt and a long sleeve t-shirt. He also has a cool bomber jacket.

“I’m drawn to these two.” I say.

Ethan takes his work clothes off and begins to change in my room, I have a good view of his chest, torso and arms. He has been using the onsite gym which we have free access to, his arms look really defined. After changing in and out of outfits whilst stimulating a semi for me, we finally leave and make our way through town. We find several locations, many of which he already sourced beforehand and take photos of one another. It was fun directing him. He kept telling me to tell him what to do as he had no idea on how to pose. We walked past Trinity college on our way back and there was beautiful sunset behind the gothic build.

“Wait, wait – I want to capture this.” I say.

As I position myself and crouch to take the photo, Ethan is stood beside me. I get up and admire my photo.

“Got it?” he asks.

“Yes.”

“Alrighty, let’s go!” He slaps my right butt cheek firmly and walks away. I freeze for a moment and turn back, unable to contain a smile. As he turns back, he yells “come on!”

For him this is just regular bro/frat and ‘locker room’ behaviour but for me it was an experience of pure enjoyment. On our way back as we entered the drive of the house, I missed my step and tripped over the metal gate stopper, which is the size of my fist, I fell over and tried to save myself but unfortunately hit my knee on the stopper and again on the ground.

“Fuckk!!” I yelled.

“Oh god, are you okay?” Ethan asks as he helps me up. 

“Yeah, I think I will be fine. I hate the terrain here, its cobbly or there are random things on the ground!”

“Yeah” he agrees, “for that, I miss London.”

I go back to my room and lay down for a little while. Ethan headed back out again to grab some food as he didn’t feel like cooking. I ask him if he can bring me back some Ibuprofen for my leg, which is now in pain, but the encounter of him trying to buy it is hilarious, typical guy! He is clueless about which brand or what kind etc. I screenshot this encounter and will place it in the comment section.

* * *

The next day we headed out to watch Oppenheimer, we were both like kids, excited to watch a big movie after a while and were talking about all the snacks we were going to spoil ourselves with. We both ended up getting the large combo deal which included a large drink, popcorn and candy. I decided to opt for a huge slushy instead.

When we took our centre seats, I sat to the left of Rudds. He began to devour his popcorn, as he watched the trailers. I drank my slushy but could not finish it, so I gave it up and asked him if he wanted it, without any hesitation, he took it from my hand and started to slurp from the same straw as me, which surprised me as many people are very particular about sharing things like straws.

“What?” he said as he looked at me.

“Nothing.” I smiled and turned away. I didn’t realise I was looking at him for a few moments, slurping the drink and eating popcorn. He is adorable. Although not my usual type, there is something sweet about him.

During the movie we both were silent, something I truly appreciated. There is nothing more off putting then someone who whispers into my ears during a serious movie which I want to devote 110% of my attention to. About halfway something strange happened, well strange for me anyways. I had my arm on the middle armrest between us, he decided to place his arm above mine, casually. He didn’t look, flinch or move. For several minutes, my arm lay still below his. Does he realise my arm is there? I question to myself. Although, he already got comfortable, his legs are spread out, with his left knee touching my thighs. There were a few stretched out scenes during the end part of the film, it was past 11pm and I was feeling tired as I only got a few hours’ sleep the night before. I did something which I cringe about, mainly because I nodded off to this amazing movie. I ended up snoozing on Ethan’s left shoulder, when I awoke, I sat straight up and looked at him, he looked back and just smirked. He later told me it was only for a few moments and he did not mind, but kept teasing me about sleeping to Oppenheimer, which annoyed me a lot!

* * *

On Friday, I arranged a group dinner for us all at a Thai restaurant which was scrumptious! Everyone wanted to go out for a drink after, as I do not drink, I promised I will join but only for a short while. We were iD’d at the door and I did not have any on me, sadly I was turned away, everyone was bummed out but I told them that it’s fine and to enjoy themselves. When I got back, I grabbed my ID and headed back. Upon my entrance there was a cheer, it was nice to be wanted back. I took an empty seat next to Ethan, he leaned over to me and whispered to my ear “I’m glad you came back.” I responded with a large smile. As the night went on people began to leave one by one, some had to catch an early train to visit home and others just called it a night. Jas, Ethan. Eliza and I remained. I’m not sure why I remained, perhaps this is not a usual activity I would be part of? Or was I here because of Ethan? I could not tell anymore. Ethan is able to hold down his drink well, but he got louder as he spoke. By 2am, just before we got kicked out, he spoke to me directly and said:

“I’m glad to have met you here, it was nice to have another guy on this internship. I really appreciate you and appreciate you for having your door open to me. you really are great guy and I know that I said after this internship is done, I’m not going to stay in touch with anyone, but I wouldn’t mind staying in touch with you and Jas, you two are genuine and down to earth!”

Although the alcohol encouraged this out of him, it was strange hearing him say this. Me and Jas just stared at each other. I haven’t really explained Ethan’s personality too much. Since the start he displayed himself as this stern, emotionless, strong and carefree alpha who didn’t care to keep in touch with us. Part of his natural personality involves him saying things as they are, which I admire, but many members of the group were not fond of this at all. Neither was Jas, as she is his intern colleague. But deep down I knew he had a soft spot which I got to see over the last few weeks, and now.

We left at 2:15am and wondered the streets of Cambridge. We weaved around college buildings, walked over the orgasm bridge (look it up), walked through the backs and found a dark spot by the moat which overlooked Kings College with a high visibility of stars. We sat on the grass in silence taking it all in, the air was still. During this moment a lot of things hit me. Being here was surreal, it did not feel real. I kept questioning why I am here. I had a lot of imposter syndrome since the start.

“We will never be able to study here, will we.” Eliza said.

“I don’t know, if we apply, we could get in…” Jas said.

“But we can’t afford it…” I shut down.

We all remained silent again, knowing that the fate of our entry here is based on a roulette game of getting a scholarship. As much as Cambridge reach out to the poor, the reality is there are still a lot of barriers that stop people like us.

“Jay” Eliza says softly.

“Hmm”

“Can we sleep over in your room tonight?’

“What!? I begin laughing

“Yeah, please!” Jas says

“I’m game!” Rudds adds.

“Wait what, why?”

“Your room is cosy…” Eliza responds.

“Okaaaay, but you have to bring your mattresses down, are you guys prepared for that?”

They agree without hesitation.

Back at the house they begin to drag their mattresses into my room, Ethan helps the girls. He places himself near the piano and door, Jas next to him, closest to me and Eliza at the end of their heads, sideways near the table and window. I jokingly tell Ethan to join me, and he jokes back saying “but I get to be the big spoon”. After talking and making one another laugh we drift off one by one.

In the morning I am the first to wake up. I get back to Jordan’s messages, my friend from Utah who is also gay. I have been keeping him informed about the internship and Ethan, who he suspects is undercover, but I disagree with him. I tell him about the shenanigans about last night and the sleepover. He tells me that this is my chance! He keeps reminding me that I should have blown him for every spider he took care of, but I responded telling him that’s trampy if I did that.

Eliza woke up and excused herself, she asked me if she can get her mattress later (which I okayed) as she needed to meet a friend who is visiting her this morning. Jas then woke up, followed by Ethan. We all remained on our phones with the curtains drawn catching up on messages and social media. After an hour Jas eventually got up and left, she needed to do her food shop and also asked me if she can take her mattress back later which I okayed. Me and Ethan remained. He was in his grey shorts and white t-shirt again, I remained looking at him, admiring him and wondering why I am so attracted to him. I then remembered what Jordan said to me which made me laugh.

“What’s so funny?” He looked across at me, noticing me look his way, my phone on my nightstand.

“Nothing.” I responded sheepishly.

“You keep doing this, you keep saying nothing. I wish you can just share what is on your mind!”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because If I do, you might get creeped out.”

“Try me!” he says. I remain hesitant.

“Jay, just tell me!”

“Okay, okay. I was just laughing at something my friend told me. I have of course been telling him about the internship, about you all and about my spider problems…”

“Yeaaah.” Ethan says

“And well, he basically said that I should have rewarded you for every spider you took.”

“But you kind of did, you treated me here and there.”

“Not like that...”

“Then how?”

“Oh jeez… he…said… he said with blowjobs.”

Ethan smiled and laughed, and so did I.

“I told him that you are straight, but imagine how many blowies you could have had whilst being here… seventeen or eighteen maybe…” I laughed again.

There was a moment of silence.

“Well… I have been in your room this morning long enough...” he says, staring up at the ceiling. There is another moment of silence and then he faces me. I could feel a gulp in my throat form as I stare back. The room Is filled with silence. 

I break the silence as I sit up and slowly walk towards him and sit on the edge of Jas’s bed on the floor, now facing him. I feel awkward and lay now, we are two feet apart, facing each other. I feel heavy butterflies in the pits of my stomach. I know what he said but I keep questioning it, what if I make a move and it all goes wrong. I don’t want to damage this bond we have – I think to myself. Suddenly Ethan sits up and crawls over to my mattress, I lay on my back and he sits on the edge facing his mattress but looking down at me. there is nothing but silence and shallow breaths. Ethan rubs my cheek and slowly leans down and pecks me a kiss, my penis automatically erects! He lays down beside me as I move up and we lay facing each other.

“You can reward me if you like?” he whispers. I smile and so does he.

I get on my knees and he positions himself centrally on the mattress, he attempts to pull down his shorts but I stop him. “Let me.”

I kneel in-between his legs and pull his t-shirt up exposing his torso, I place my finger upon it and play around with the hairs that lead down to his pubic area.

“I noticed you looking in that area the other week, you clearly liked what you seen.”

I get shy and punch him on his arms for exposing me like that.

I ask him to remove his shorts which he does with ease and I feel over his grey boxers. I can feel his flaccid cock in my hand’s which releases some precum from my cock. I grab the waist band and slowly pull down exposing his trimmed pubic hair, uncut cock and large balls

“It’s not too big, but it gets up to 6 inches when erect.” He whispers insecurely. 

“That’s perfect.” I respond, admiring his cock.

I pull down the rest of his boxers and slowly make my way down kissing him all around this area. He flinches. I take his cock in my hands and begin stroking it slowly, I look at his face, his throat gulps, his eyes look straight up and his lips are parted. I then go down and wrap my lips around his cock and take in a few inches, slowly sucking on it. He moans in pleasure. The smell of Ethan as I have described earlier is strong, I feel at ease with his scent, the familiarity of it. I remove my mouth away and stroke him again, he is now semi erect. I use my right hand to play with his balls. I remember the night we were talking about sex and kinks, he told me when he receives a blowjob, he likes getting his balls sucked, whereas I hate it (as I’m too sensitive), so I began licking his balls and can taste the subtle musky sweat off of it, I then began sucking on each one whilst stroking his growing cock in my hand. His breathing got heavier and I can hear more small groans coming from him. Whist doing this I reached down and pulled out my own erect dick and started to stroke slowly. after a while I managed to fully erect his cock which stood high and mighty at six inches and was quite girthy too, I began to suck again and knew that I could go deep with ease. I looked up at him and whispered “I thought you like to take control?”

He then grabbed my head and began to direct me up and down on his cock at his own pace, after a while he got faster and faster before pulling on my hair and lifting me up away from it.

“Lick” he commanded as he directed me to his balls “yeah that’s right, now suck it” to which I complied. His right hand remained scrunched on my hair, he pulled on it but it wasn’t painful, it was pleasurable.

“I want to do something but I think it’s too much…” he said.

“Do it, I want you to.” I said.

I knelt up and as he got up, he pulled my bed out away from the wall with one hand. “lay down across the bed, with your foot and leg sticking out on that side towards the wall.” He pointed. I did as I was told.

He then told me to relax my head and throw it back a little onto the side of the mattress and as I did, he straddled around my face and placed his soft firm ass on my upper chest and I was now looking up at Ethan, his dick above my face. He gave a small smirk. “Ready?” he asked, I nodded.

He placed his cock into my mouth and shoved it all in, I can feel his tip touch the back of my throat and then without mercy he grabbed hold of my head and began throat fucking me. I enjoyed the force, power and control he had over me. although my eyes were watering, I looked up and could see the pleasure on his face, he looked down and scrunched up his nose and eyes whist biting down on his lip. I was rubbing myself off fast and hard, my right hand was holding onto his side, wrapping around his back and my left around him on my cock. My saliva was spewing out everywhere, it was wet, loud, sloppy and hard. He pulled out again and planted his balls on my face, I licked and sucked, whilst some was above my nose making it difficult to breath. I can hear him stroking himself whilst I was inhaling his man scent all in and tasting his balls.

“Where do you want me to cum?” he asked.

I answered hastily, “I like the taste of your cum, so inside my mouth!”

He lifted himself and looked at me with a confused expression. Shit! I thought to myself.

“I mean I want to taste you, I’m sure you taste good.”

He smiled and placed his meat back into my mouth again and began thrusting. He would deepthroat me and hold my head in place a few times until I gagged. He then got faster and faster; I can feel his dick pulsate. He began to moan louder now.

“AH FUCK!” he yells. As he face fucks me fast and hard now. I feel three ropes of boiling cum enter my throat, and after a pause whilst he still thrusts, I feel a few more, much thicker than the last. Ethan stops and hold his dick in my mouth whilst catching his breath. “fuck” he mutters under his breath. I lick his cock up removing every last drop of his bitter-sweet cum.

“How was that?” I ask.

He has no words, just a huge smile on his face, he nods. “That was – fucking – amazing!”

He walks across and asks if he can use my towel to clean up, as he does, he comes over to me and wipes my face from saliva. He then proceeds to clean up my cum that I shot all over my stomach. He puts his boxers back on and goes over to his mattress and slumps himself down, laying on his back. He places his left hand on his upper tummy and his right hand across his eyes. I get up and walk up towards him and kneel beside him. He notices and scoots over, I lay next to him now from his left side and place my head near his chest. He rolls me over to my side and spoons me from behind, wrapping his left leg around me slightly. I feel warm and safe in his arms protected by him. We drift off to sleep again.

We are woken up by a knock on my door and panic. I get up and open the door.

“Are you guys still sleeping, gosh! It’s almost 1pm!!”

“it’s Saturday Jas, let us be…” I laugh

“Ethan, can you help me with my mattress?” she asks

He gets up and helps her. He returns to grab his own and as he pushes it out, he says to me “this was a fun sleepover” and smiles, whilst leaving with his mattress.

 To be continued…