My Summer Internship at the University of Cambridge

Chapter 4

 It has been a few days since I have seen Ethan properly. We have all been working since Monday as there are no training sessions this week, only on Friday. We both leave in the morning and return in the evening. Because of this exhausting week many of us just kept to our rooms and were too tired to socialise, but some still chilled in one another’s rooms or outside after work. I can hear Rudd’s room door open and his footsteps across the landing but I didn’t bother to go out and say hey. If he wanted to talk, he would have just dropped me a message, I thought. I ran into the other interns here and there and we had a nice catch up. Once I walked past him, but he didn’t speak or say Hi, and that’s when I found it strange. Was he avoiding me? I thought to myself. It’s a little bit unusual because we are directly next door to one another, he hasn’t tagged me on a meme through social media (which he would), he hasn’t messaged me at all, and ignored me when I walked past. He didn’t even want to chill. Granted he may just be exhausted but to avoid me - someone who is directly next door to you - that’s strange. I decided to message him:

 ‘Hey, hope you’re ok? How has work been this week? 

 It has been 2 hours since I sent that message and I am annoyed that he has not opened it. I can see that it has been delivered and now I’m worried he is just simply ignoring me, because he has been active in the Interns group chat. I decided to send another message: 

 ‘Are you ignoring me?’ 

 This time, he seen my message as it showed blue ticks but then he went offline and did not respond. I waited for several minutes with my phone in hand but nothing. I blew it! I thought to myself. I scared him off. We had fun during our spontaneous morning but now I ruined our friendship and bond and he never wants to speak to me again. I probably made him question a million things about himself which is why he is avoiding me!! 

After spending half an hour moping in my bed about the entire situation, I decided to continue with my evening/night and make a quick dinner, it’s getting very late (almost bed time) and I delayed everything. On the way out of my room, I grabbed my things from breakfast, which I left behind as I was in a hurry this morning, to wash up now. 

 In the kitchen the steam from the hot water tap condensed against the window in front of the sink. It’s a narrow and small kitchen with the most basic appliances, I wash my cereal bowl whilst enjoying the smell of sweet green apple from the scented liquid. Suddenly the door opens which always makes me flinch and Ethan steps in. 

 “Hey” he says.

 I do not respond. 

 He brushes past me as I lean forward against the sink, letting him through, and he walks up to his cupboard. He stands there staring inside but not taking anything out, he closes it again and faces me. I now notice from the corner of my eyes him watching me, I remain looking down, washing my spoon now. Ethan slowly walks up towards me and stops; I can see he hesitates as he moves his hand towards me but stops himself. He walks behind me again, but as he brushes past, he holds my shoulders and sweeps himself to the other side.

 “I’ll be in my room.” he says and walks out again. 

Was this an invitation to his room? I thought to myself. He hates people asking him to come in because of how small and messy it is, he made it very clear he doesn’t want guests in there. Or perhaps he’s just letting me know he will be in this evening? I place my bowl, cup and spoon to the side in the drying rack and dry my hands. As I walk out of the kitchen and turn left to our corridor, I hesitate whether I should turn right to my door or continue to walk ahead to his. I find myself stepping forward, as I stop, I knock twice. 

 “Come in” he says. 

 I open the door, which is of course on the latch, but he asks me to take it off the latch. I walk inside and close the door behind me, now standing awkwardly, hands in my pockets. He is sitting on his bed against the wall with his left leg tucked in and his right leg sticking out. 

 “I’m sorry.” He says. 

 “For what?” 

 “For being awkward and not reaching out to you at all since the weekend…” 

 “It’s ok. But… why? What’s wrong?”

 There is silence for a moment, Ethan looks up and pulls down both of his under-eye skin with both of his hands. 

 “Aahhh I dunno.” He yells. “I’ve never done anything like that with a bloke before and it really freaked me out the more I thought about it, like I’m not gay… well I don’t think I am, but I didn’t hate what we did either!” He spoke as he remained in the position with his eyes.  

“Stop doing that.” I said. 

 “What?”

 “That - with your eyes, it’s not good for your skin, stop that.” 

 He removed his hands from stretching down his skin. 

 “Look, we can just go back to how things were before if you want?” I suggest. 

 “I thought about that, but every-time I do I say to myself it doesn’t change what we done and it will keep being in the back of my mind! Anytime I’m with you trying to block this out, I will just be pretending and forcing the situation?” 

 “Pretending how? what will you be pretending?” I ask. There is silence and he doesn’t respond. 

 “Are you saying we can’t be friends anymore?” I ask.

 “No, of-course not!”

 “Then what? What will you be pretending if you are around me?”

 “It’s nothing, ok. Can you just pretend I didn’t say that!” He now says, slightly angry and annoyed. 

 I stand there, awkward, not knowing what to do with myself, I look down at his floor, now very upset. 

“What are you thinking...what do you want?” He asks gently. 

I could respond with I want us to be friends again or let’s just forget what happened on Saturday! Instead, I come out with:

 “I just want to be in your arms right now…”

 Ethan’s looks blankly at me, and then extends his left arm and hand to me. I walk across and sit on his bed and push myself further up and hug him, leaning my head on his shoulder whilst wrapping my arms around his body. The warmth and familiar smell from his hoodie make me feel comfortable again, I turn to it and take a small sniff of it. 

 “What are you doing?” He questions with a laugh. My eyes widen and I freeze. The only words that come out of my mouth are “errmmm” but to my surprise he pecks me a kiss on my forehead which catches me off guard. I look up at him and he has that smirky smile upon his face, I now smile and stare at his eyes and lips - back and forth. I lean up and he leans down and we kiss. Properly. I taste his sweet lips whilst I graze my fingers upon his stubbly cheek and chin. He pulls back and forth upon my top lip and enters into my mouth with his tongue and plays with mine. Eventually we both pull back with a grin on our faces. “Do you want to cuddle?” He asks. To which I respond with a happy nod. We both lay down on his single bed, on our sides, he grabs hold of me and pulls me in so I do not fall. I lay my head into his chest and he rests his chin on my head. I play with the strings of his hoodie whilst he wraps his leg over mine. 

 “Woah! Your heart is beating like crazy; I can feel it from here. are you nervous?” He whispers.

 “I just… I never thought I would ever be in this position with you…” I respond. 

 He takes his hand up and strokes my hair with it gently. “Do you like being in this position with me?” He asks curiously, his voice slightly hoarse.

 “…y…yes…” I respond shyly. 

 “Me too.” He says.

 I close my eyes and allow myself to be one with Ethan. I think many things whilst in this position and since coming to Cambridge the entire experience has been surreal and I question to myself what am I doing here, and now I’m adding this entire situation to it. Ethan is not the type of person who I would date, he is a “straight”, boisterous Lad, who is into sports, drinking, night outs with the boys etc whilst also blunt, carefree and unbothered, don’t get me wrong – I have fantasized being with a few lads over time but realistically I know they are not the type I would like on such a deep level. He took me by surprise as I got to know him more. If you told me I would fall for him on my first week here and cuddle with him on his bed, I would have laughed. But I truly feel at one with him, he makes me feel safe. I feel myself zoning in and out of sleep and notice Ethan has stopped rubbing my hair now, his breathing has changed and I think he drifted off too. I close my eyes again and sleep in his arms. 

 **

*KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK* “housekeeping”

 *KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK*

 I wake up and see Ethan laying by me, nothing makes me feel so happ- *door unlocks and opens* I turn my head and see Melissa from housekeeping enter with bedding and towels in her hand, my eyes are wide.

 “OH, I’m sorry – I didn’t know… I … Never mind I will be back later, I’m sorry! She says as she rushes out.

 “What was that!??” Ethan asks, now finally conscious, I start laughing.

 “It was housekeeping.”

 “What the fuck, did she knock??”

 “I don’t know, she must have done. I just woke up now.”

 “What’s the time? 

 I reach for my phone. “Oh fuck! It’s almost 9:30!”

 “What!!” He now gets up in a panic and find his phone.

 I continue to lay there watching him in his panic mode.

 “Jas just messaged me.”

 “What did she say?” I ask.

 “She wrote: I’m Guessing you are oversleeping. I told Matt that you are unwell, do what you want with that (and then a wink face) and then she said My BF is coming to visit me next week, so I’m going to be ‘ill’ too – so you owe me!”

 “HAHA Nice!” I say. So, are you going to take the day off or going to go in late? I ask.

 “I don’t know…” he seems glum.

“Well… I could take time off today too and maybe we can go and grab some breakfast and MAYBEEEE we can stop by the museum of archaeology and you can show and talk me through all your favourite archaeological things.”

 His eyes light up. “And, if you are a good boy, I will treat you to your favourite place - Jacks Gelato.” I say as if he is a child. I named all of his favourite things to do in Cambridge.

 “You are just –” he says now pushing me back into the bed, he grabs me by the arms and kisses me whilst play biting around my body, I laugh in excitement and overstimulation. I then take charge and we begin rough housing, dropping to the floor, tumbling and turning, grabbing arms, linking thighs and twisting one another onto the side.

 “You won’t win Jay, give up now!”

 “Well, clearly I’m winning, you give up!”

 “I’m just going soft on you; I can take you down in seconds!”

 “Oh yeah, I’d like to see you try.”

 All of a sudden Ethan’s strength triples, his grip tightens and he forced me down on my back and sits above me, using his torso to lean upon mine. His hands hold down my hands and his arms lay above mine, his weight overtakes me which stimulates my cock, now growing in my shorts.

 “I see you like this.” He says, now using pressure to rub my cock gently. I exhale slowly as I look into his eyes. He leans down and kisses me, as I kiss him back, I can feel his hands reach down and slip into my shorts, I am electrified by the feeling of his fingers wrapped around my hard dick, gently rubbing it. he takes it out again and spits into his large hands a wad of saliva and brings it back down again. As he covers my cock with his spit, I can feel the precum splurge out. “oohhh” I groan from the dirty pleasure “mmhhmf”.

 Ethan begins to kiss me again as he wanks me off, he kisses my cheeks and makes his way down to my neck which overstimulates me.

 “Ughh Ethan, it’s too much…” I say as I pant heavily. He stops, looks down into my eyes and smirks, he then goes back down and kisses me around my neck, ears and nibbles around some more. His hands have picked up a fast firm pace, the dirty sloppy sounds of stroking fill the room and then Ethan fixates on my left neck and starts to suck it slowly.

 “Ohhh fuck, Ethan.” I say, now enjoying the pleasure.

 My dick feels ready to cum and after several more strokes I shoot my boiling hot cum into his hands, he doesn’t stop stroking and only increases the pace for a moment longer, my eyes begin to flutter and roll back from the pleasure he is giving me. he draws away from my neck and removes his hand away from my dick and shows me my cum, dripping all over his large hand, in between his fingers and all over his palm.

 “Look at the mess you made you dirty boy… clean it!” he demands.

 “I lift my head and lick up my cum from his hands and suck each of his fingers one by one seductively. Being fed my own creamy cum from his hand is another level of arousal I have never experienced. “Good boy.” he says, slapping my left cheek twice.

 *

 “So, these are some examples of Charon’s obol which the Greeks would put in the mouths of the dead so they are able to pass through into the underworld…”

 We are at the museum now, I lean on the glass box viewing the ancient excavations of gold coins, whenever I learn about historical artifacts and just history and mythology in general, I go into a trance and love hearing about it. Sometimes I think that I have entered the wrong discipline, a few weeks ago me and Ethan had a two-hour debate on British royal history, but taught one another new things. I cut my eyes.

 “Wha…what?” I ask as he stares at me smiling.

 “You look cute like that, in my hoodie, perched up against the glass.”

 It began to torrentially rain and as it is July and it has been hot over the last couple of weeks, I did not think to pack heavy clothing or any coats or jackets, I just have a summer and smart wardrobe. Ethan lent me his hoodie to wear and the porters kindly lent me a college umbrella to use during the day before I return it.

 “Be careful Rudds, I may just end up keeping it.”

 “NOPE, that’s my favourite hoodie. I’m going to make sure I get it back.” He says.

 “We’ll see.” I walk away.

 We continue to explore the museum and head out for lunch, we run across Cambridge to Kings Parade and sit outside under shade and order ourselves lunch from Agora, this is followed by some Jacks gelato. The rain had stopped and we walk back now with gelato in hand, Rudd’s is going through his double chocolate chip like there is no tomorrow, whilst I’m barely able to get through my Sicilian pistachio.

 The rain starts up again.

“Oh NO! I left the umbrella back at the restaurant!” then all of a sudden heavy rainfall pours down upon us. We immediately get wet and begin running through tourists, past Queens college to get back to the house, not far now. we splatter small puddles along the way. As we get through the gravelled drive and to the door, I unlock it quicky. We trapes across the empty house, leaving water drops along the hallway, as I unlock my door and enter my room, I notice Ethan follow behind me, I immediately block my door entrance and stand in place.

 “Aaand what can I do for you??” 

“I need to reclaim my hoodie; you are out of borrowed time…” he says.

 “Well, the way I see it…”

 “NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH.” He says shaking his head side to side, slightly smiling “Take it off!”

 I grab the door and close it, but strong Ethan holds on from the other side, we are battling back and forth, but unfortunately to my dismay he overpowers and lets himself in. I begin to walk backwards.

“I’m not leaving until I get it back.” He says.

 “Well…” I say now leaning back on my table “You are just going to have to get it off me then, aren’t you?” I tease.

 Rudd’s squints his eyes then smiles. He leaps towards me but I leap away and run around the chest to my desk, he then jumps onto the chest and as he does I squeal and run towards the piano, then to the window and then near my bed before he lunges forward, grabs hold of me and pushes me down, I screech as he attempts to take it off of me, he then begins to tickle me which makes me laugh hysterically, this allows him to slowly take it off, but I try my best to stop him. After several minutes of rough housing and tickling he pulls the hoodie off completely from my head leaving my wet rainwater hair hang low strand by strand on my face. We both breath heavily as he lays on top of me with his full weight, looking into each other’s eyes with nothing but the sound of rainwater patter against the windows. I can feel a semi in his pants against my thighs we both begin kissing passionately, using our hands to hold one another’s cheeks. This kissing is more raw, aggressive with passion. He draws back and removes his own jacket and t-shirt before kissing me again, after a moment he lifts the bottom of my t-shirt and I raise my arms, he slips it off in one motion. We kiss again and this time as he is kissing me, I unbuckle and pull down my jeans and boxers together, they get caught at the bottom of my legs and ankles. Ethan then unbuttons his jeans and takes them off, he retracts from kissing and pulls my jeans off my legs, we continue panting and breathing heavily. He lays on top of me once more and we kiss again, I can feel him wriggling out of his jeans slowly, as he does, he goes down on my neck again and down to my nipples and swirls his tongue around it.

 “Aaaah” I moan.

He places his arms around my lower back and spreads my ass cheeks apart, squeezing them as he does. “I love your ass, its fucking firm and round!” he then proceeds to play with my hole with his right middle finger. “Ahh Ethan.” I say, enjoying his finger in my ass.

He comes back up to kiss me, now softly, sweetly and gently. And then he pulls back and we look at each other.

 “I want you to fuck me.” I say plainly

 Ethan smiles and gets up, he now removes his boxers and I reposition myself, admiring his naked body at the same time. He lays down, lower now and lifts up my legs into the air, moving them back, exposing my bare ass to him. As I hold onto my legs, he holds onto my ass cheeks and dives down and begins eating me out, he eats my ass hole roughly, spewing saliva all over it. my dick begins to quiver as I release a load of precum onto my stomach. “ohhh that feels so good” I say catching my breath. He dives into my hole with his large tongue and scoops, repeating this several time.

 “Do you have a condom?” he asks.

 “I don’t like condoms; I hope you don’t mind…”

 “MIND!? I would rather without, you’re the first to even say this!”

 “I want to feel you inside of me, all of you and I want to feel your cum explode into my hole.”

 He lets out a small laugh with a huge smile and comes up to kiss me. “I’ve never met anyone like you!”

 Ethan kneels onto my bed and centres himself between my ass cheeks, he spits onto his hand and rubs his cock but also kneels down and snorts, as he releases, I feel the thick smack of his spit ball enter my hole. He rubs his cock in-between my ass and slowly enters, breaking his way in. slowly he pushes himself in. “Cooorrhhhh” he says in pleasure. I can feel his entire six-inch cock fill up my ass hole now and he now begins to thrust.

“Yes, Ethan, yes!! Fuck me, fuck me hard, as hard as you can, use my hole!” I yell

 “He responds with his teeth clenched as he starts to fuck faster now, “Don’t worry, I’m going to fuck the brains out of you by the time I’m done!”

 Ethan lays above me now and extends his legs out, almost like his lower half is in a press up position. He fucks me deep and harder now and all I can feel is pure pleasure run down through my body, he lifts himself up again and hold my legs back, they are placed at the back of my knees.

 “Yeah, you like that don’t you.” He says as he thrusts harder and deeper now.

 “Aaaaghh yhhh fuck me just like that, give it to me!”

 “You’re Ethans… who’s arse is this?”

 “Ethans” I moan.

 “Who’s arse?”

 “Ethan’s arse… aghh ahhhhh”

 “Yeah, that’s right!” he grabs hold of my neck with his right hand and holds on firmly as he fucks, he looks directly into my eyes, with no face expression, just pure concentration as he pumps me ass full of his cock.

 He leans down and kisses me, entering his tongue into my mouth, I wrap my legs around him and my feet rest upon his plump yet firm ass cheeks.

 “I really… really like you.” He says. This melts me away.

 “I really like you too!” I say back, we both look into each other’s eyes and kiss again.

 “Awhgghhhh I’m ready to cum!”

 Rudds picks up the pace and begins to thrust harder and faster.

 “Aaaahh yess, I love the way you fuck me hard; no one can fuck like you!” I say.

 His fat balls clap against my ass cheeks as he continues. “aaahhh fucckk” he whispers

 “AAAAGGHH” he grunts as he cums. I hold his ass cheeks down firmly, pushing him further inside, I can feel several ropes of warm gooey cum enter my hole, some escaping out between his cock and my entrance, it makes a putty like sound as it does. I cum too, in-between our stomachs, it shoots up to our chest, my eyes roll back in pure pleasure. We both breaths heavily, he drops his head down on my shoulder and I rub his hair slowly, eventually I release my legs and unwrap myself off him, we lay still for a while, I can feel his cock go soft and it slowly slips out. He kisses me once more.

 “That was amazing.” I say as I continue to catch my breath.

 “Did I blow your brains out?”

 “Mission accomplished captain.” I cheekily say

He begins to look around to find something to clean us up with.

“Rudds, go over to my top drawer and you will find a blue bag, bring it over here.”

 He does as I say and as he brings it to me, I hold onto it. “Promise you won’t get mad?”

 “Why would I get mad?

 I slowly take out his navy Calvin Klein boxers. “Woah, I wondered where they got to…but… why do you have it?” he asks.

 “Come here.” I say. As he leans forward, I push up his boxers into his face. He slaps it away.

 “Gross, they smell like fucking balls and cum, what the fuck!”

 “Exactly!”

 Confusion painted Ethan’s face, followed by judgement and then laughter.

 “Do you remember that time we spoke all night in my room and the conversation got frisky?”

 “Yhhh”

 “Well, I started to see you in a different light across the weeks and after that night, the next morning I was horny and thinking of you. So, I sneaked into your room – which I know is wrong – and I grabbed your used boxers which had a load of fresh cum in them. It was the best wank I ever had!

 Rudds just stared at me with a smile on his face. “You’re dirty little boy. All this time you have kept hold of my boxers and sniffed the fuck out of them I assume?”

 I nodded with glee, now biting my lip.

 “Well GODAMN. I don’t know what to say.” He begins to laugh.                

 “Well, we can clean-up our mess with that, and then you can take this back.”

 “Are you sure you won’t miss it?” he teases.

 “I’m quite sure, although I wouldn’t mind leaving with one souvenir when we leave Cambridge.” I say as I wink.

 “If I knew you liked the smell of sweaty balls and cock – my sweaty balls and cock, then I would have just come and sit them on your face after a long day of work! I mean, that can be arranged.”

 “Fuck yes!”  I say in glee.

 “But you know what’s even better than that?”

 “What?” I ask.

 After a long hot hard day on site, spending long hours excavating, climbing up and down ladders. I would have loved to get back to my tent and have you slobber on my cock to end the day…”

 “Fuck that sounds so good!”

 Ethan looks down at my cock, now hard again. “You can’t be serious…” he says. I go red and shy.

 “I know, wait here.”

 He runs to his room. Upon his return he has a pair of white lee cooper boxer briefs.

“I’ve worn these two days straight this week, worked up a real sweat in them and had a wank in them too. The cum is dried up. Lay down.”

 “What?”

 “I want to watch you cum to my boxers, you gained pleasure from them and I missed out.”

 Ethan arranges the pillows high and he climbs over me and lays onto the side of the bed, sideways, he keeps his head held up with the hand, elbows on my pillow. I nervously lay back next to him as I stroke my cock. “This is a bit awkward Ethan.” I say.

 “Only if you make it...” he responds. “You said you found my cum on the other pair, what did you do with it? he now asks. I don’t respond and get shy.

 “You ate it, didn’t you?” he asks, laughing. I nod a little and look away.

 “THAT’S FUCKING HOTT!!” he says.

 He opens up the pouch of his boxers and places it on my face. As I take in the intoxicating, pungent yet manly smell of his balls, cock and cum into my nose I go fully rock hard, “auuughh fuck, this is good.” I begin stroking hard and fast now. Ethan pushes it in further against my nostrils.

 “Move it a bit, this way…” I direct him with my hand.

 There is a sweet musky spot which is strong, I inhale deeply, I can see Ethan looking down at me, watching the pleasures of my face, this turns me on more. Wanking off to the smell of his dirty used boxers, whilst it is his hands I feel upon my face, his fingers shoving them into my nostrils and him laying naked next to me, watching me do this. He looks down to my cock now, smiling. I direct him to place it up as I gain a whiff of where his balls sat for two days. my eyes rolled back; this pair was stronger than the other one.

 “Yeah, keep stroking it, good boy.” He whispered. “Inhale daddies’ dirty underwear.”

 This was the first time he referred himself as ‘daddy’ to me. this was very hot!

 I spun my finger around but he seemed confused, until I had to whisper “ass.”

 “Ass too!” he said gleefully, holding back a small giggle. As soon as it touched my nostrils I was intoxicated once again. This pair was ripe! His manly ass smell came through, subtle but strong.

 “Aaaah…ugghh aigghhhhhh” I suddenly exploded my cum unexpectedly, I thought I would last a while more but the assy side did it for me.

 “Wow.” Ethan said as he admired me, all of me. He began cleaning up my cum with his Calvin Kleins and then got up, “the others will be back soon.” He picked up all of his clothes and took his boxers away with him but turned back and threw his white pair over to me.

 “Keep them!” he winked as he walked out. I take hold of them. I now look down and notice he had left his hoodie.

 To be continued…