My First Year in University

Spring Break

I looked around at all the different people on the bus that night as it neared 10pm and we were almost ready to take off to Florida. In twenty-one hours, we would be out of the February Canadian winter, and smack dab in the middle of heat in Daytona Beach.

I didn’t know a soul, expect for Adam my roommate sitting beside me as I leaned my back against the window taking everyone in, and Greg, the organizer of the entire trip. And of course, Aaron, who was standing outside the bus with Greg welcoming the many university students onto the yellow school bus. I turned my head from the inside of the bus to look at him, every now and then stealing a glance out my window and seeing him smiling at me. He was wearing a sweatshirt and track pants, and I knew he was cold standing out there, shivering slightly, and shoving his hands in his pockets. I wanted to grab him and make him sit with me on the bus and warm him up, that muscled ginger body of his. But he was stuck with Greg as his secondhand man at the moment, leaving me with my roommate Adam.

Aaron flashed a big white smile and a wink at me as I looked out the window at him, making me remember that same wink he gave me last week when he fucked me silly in my dorm room while Adam was at night class. It had been a quick one, coming in, shutting the door behind us, and bending me over my bed and giving it to me hard and deep as he stood behind me. When he shot his load in my ass, he had whipped me around and knelt in front of me and said “Jerk off on my face” with that same wink and a smile. And I did, covering that handsome face in my cream as his tongue hung out hungrily.

I hadn’t seen him the following week as he prepared for this trip. And now at last, it was Friday night, and we were packing up the bus to start our Spring Break trip to Daytona Beach. But as I stared at him through the window, realizing how attached he was to Greg, I wondered just how much I would get to see him alone. The four of us were sharing a room – Aaron, Greg, Adam and I – but how much actual time alone with Aaron remained to be seen. I wasn’t even going to get to sit with him on the 20 hour bus ride now as we took seats behind the front ones where Greg had plopped their things down. I was already trying to figure out how to get Adam to take a turn in the front seat so Aaron could sit with me for a bit. Just to be beside him because I was suddenly missing Aaron these last few weeks.

Missing him so much that I started to fantasize about my history professor every time he looked my way. Professor Thomas Davis was certainly my type of man, older, handsome as hell, and built like a bodybuilder from what I could tell. What was intriguing me more was how much the prof seemed to be noticing me. Making sure he spoke to me on the way out of class. Remembering my name even this week as he wished me a good spring break.

“Don’t do anything too crazy this week Brian.” He had said to me with that sexy grin of his. He was a truly hot man, and I started to think that he was flirting with me. More like wishful thinking really, that a successful man like that would have anything to do with a young guy like me. I was hardly anything to look at yet, but I was working on it. Maybe Professor Davis was noticing. If he was even into guys. I noticed the way everyone looked at him. I heard the slight gasps when he wore short sleeve shirts when his big arms were on display. And I myself kept looking at his ass, that perfect round tasty looking ass every time he walked by me.

And this week, when he had spoken to me on his way out, I could swear his eyes were searching my insides for a clue that I was into him.

“You good?” I heard Aaron’s deep voice ask. I turned to the seat in front of me and saw he was sitting in it, leaning against the window himself in the same position I was in. His face was red from the cold, and he was rubbing his hands. I looked down at the big meaty paws on him and wanted to grab them and hold them. But we weren’t remotely alone.

“Yeah.” I said, catching those hazel eyes of his peering at me secretly saying what I was thinking. He wanted me too. His eyes were more green tonight, probably from the cold, making them pierce into me more.

Aaron put his big hand on the seat near my hand, and his fingers moved slowly to mine, letting them connect slightly, secretly. I felt the connection and my heart lit up. This was going to be an okay trip, I thought. I had to take what I could get I guess.

“Are we leaving now?” Adam asked as Aaron’s fingers stayed slightly touching mine.

He nodded, as Greg came onto the bus and the driver shut the door. He started talking, as everyone started screaming and cheering and the bus roared to life. This was going to be a straight drive through, stopping every six hours to switch drivers at certain locations. The atmosphere was already a party one. There was a good mix of girls and guys, mostly older students in their second and third years. Adam knew a couple girls who had drifted to the middle of the bus. I knew no one else. No one from my program had received the invitation I guessed. Aaron’s finger brushed on top of mine, and when I looked at him he was smiling at me. He leaned over the seat to my ear so he could be heard.

“As soon as we get there, I’m fucking the hell out of you.”

His words shot through me and I felt a twinge in my pants. He still wanted me badly, as much as I wanted him. This was going to be alright after all, I thought.

The bus ride was exactly what we paid for: no luxury, bumpy, and loud. Annoying to say the least, as loud girls at the back were already drunk and squealing. It was hard to fall asleep at all, and every two hours we stopped for a restroom break for fifteen minutes. It felt like we would never get there.

At the first shift change, Adam had gone to the back to talk to the girls he knew, leaving the seat beside me vacant. Aaron quickly moved to it and sat beside me, letting his big legs spread wide and forcing his right leg into mine as we sat together low in the seat waiting for the new driver.

“I can’t wait to see you in your bathing suit.” He mumbled beside me, just loud enough for me to hear him.

“Yeah?” I smiled back, letting my leg press back against his. “I know the feeling.”

He leaned his head to me sideways. “I brought a speedo.” He giggled. “I’ll see how drunk I am to wear it!”

Aaron in a speedo? This was going to be a great trip!

The driver boarded and when Adam came back to his seat, Aaron refused to move.

“You can sit up there bro. Get to know Greg.” He chuckled as Adam reluctantly took his seat in front of us. When Greg appeared, he noted that Aaron was sitting with me and gave me a look. Aaron didn’t seem to notice, but I did.

I had drifted off at one point, feeling Aaron’s hand on the seat beside me, my hand resting on top of it. It wasn’t our usual naked-in-his-bed sort of feeling, but we were touching. And it relaxed me.

I jolted awake at the next stop, Aaron quickly standing up and distancing himself from me as we all piled off to go to the bathroom.

It was like this for the next several hours, Aaron moving back to his front seat with Greg, Adam and I sitting quietly beside each other trying to sleep on this overnight bus ride. But I was wide awake when we entered the state of Florida.

I had never been anywhere like this, not having any money to travel, nor having a mother that took me on trips. So this was a first for me. Not only to be far away from my mother, but to be anywhere other than Canada. So I sat staring out the window at every palm tree and sunny moment as we headed to the Beach.

Layers were slowly being peeled off people, including Aaron who had a pair of shorts on underneath his track pants as did a lot of people. And to get to stare at Aaron’s big muscular legs every time we stepped off the bus was just fine with me.

Neither Adam nor I had prepared like this, other than sweaters and nylon pants. We were still cool, but not in shorts like many others. And at about the 21 hour mark, we were driving along the Daytona Beach strip towards our hotel.

I took it all in, the miles long strip, cars already slowly moving along the beach in between the water and the sunbathers on the beautiful sunny day. It was just after 6pm when we were pulling in so the sun was slowly drifting into the sea. I could hardly wait to get on that beach first thing Sunday morning.

Greg got off first and went right to the lobby of the strip motel we would be staying at. Typical three-story type dive, with four to a room. He had keys ready for the groups and it went surprisingly efficiently. Of course, Adam and I had to wait till the end to get our room key since we were sharing with Greg and Aaron.

“Everyone’s grabbing the last bit of rays and then there’s a club down the strip that I’ve suggested for later. So get changed and let’s go!” Greg said handing us our keys and moving towards the back of the motel. Our room was the first one on the first floor that stepped directly out to the beach. That was probably for accessibility for Greg as the organizer of the trip and so that everyone could find his room. And as we stepped inside, it was exactly as I had expected.

It was a typical motel room, two double beds in one room, floor air conditioner and one bathroom for us four guys. I wondered how Aaron was going to fit on a double bed with Greg. At least Adam and I weren’t that big.

Greg threw his stuff on the first bed leaving Adam and I to claim the second nearest the bathroom. Greg flipped open his suitcase as did Adam and they both dug for their swimsuits. Aaron seemed to be taking his time. Which made me slow down too.

Greg whipped off his shirt, showing off his trim toned body. He looked like a runner, thin but muscled, completely smooth, and headed to the bathroom. “Come on losers. Sun’s going down!”

Adam pulled at his shirt and stripped down without waiting for the bathroom, turning so that he covered his cock and showed his ass to both of us and stepped into his swim trunks as I pulled mine out of my suitcase. Adam had a great little bubble ass, smooth and round. I stopped myself from staring as Greg came out and grabbed his towel. “You comin’ dude?” He said to Aaron who was pulling out his blue board shorts. I noted that Greg looked sideways at Adam’s bubble butt as he hiked up his bathing suit.

“I’ll be there in a minute.” Aaron said with a grin.

Adam followed Greg out the door, towels in hands. I could hear the screams of our group as everyone filed to the beach. Aaron threw his shorts back into his suitcase and moved to the door, shutting it tight and then grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bathroom, my bathing suit still in my hand as I got tugged along.

He kicked the door closed and pushed me into the sink, kissing me quickly, pulling his shirt off his head. “We don’t have much time, but I need to be inside you.”

He tugged at my shirt as I stood mesmerized at the sudden movements. My hands went to his chest and felt his muscles as he shoved his shorts to the floor. His cock bounced out, already hard and leaking. I grabbed it, feeling the swollen member in my hand making him groan.

He spun me around and pulled at my nylon pants, yanking them off me completely and then bending me over the sink. I could see him in the mirror, stepping out of his underwear and stepping in between me, moving my legs open with his as his hands gripped my waist. I watched him spit into his hand and then lube his dick as his other hand moved to my ass.

“You want this buddy?” He smiled at me in the mirror. I slid my hands forward along the counter, letting my body fold over it and stick my ass out for him, inviting him in. “It’s going to be one fast fuck!”

He slapped his cock around my ass cheeks before burying in between them to feel around for my warm hole. And when he found it he started to shove into me. I gripped the walls and watched him, staring at his pecs flexed, his biceps bulging as he held his cock in position. He went up on his toes and pushed forward, moving me against the sink, my own cock pulsing in anticipation as he split me wide open for him.

I felt the head pop through and I groaned. Aaron released his hand and grabbed my hips as he slowly pushed forward, shoving more of his thick cock into me until he was all the way in. I moaned as he slid in, my lips parted, my eyes staring at this god behind me as he invaded me completely.

And then I felt his balls against my ass and knew he was all the way in.

“Fuck buddy!” His face frowned and he slid his hands up my back to my shoulders and grabbed them tight. “Fuck yes!” He said as he started to buck against me.

The slapping sounds were immediate as he fucked me hard. I had barely registered he was inside me when he started to pound me roughly. But I fucking loved it.

“God yes!” I mumbled as he started and I felt the sensations take over. I grabbed my cock and caught his reflection in the mirror. “Come on buddy fuck me!” I groaned as our eyes locked, spreading my hands onto the sides of the walls.

Aaron grinned, his big hands on my shoulders, his fingers squeezing me hard, holding me so tight as he bucked behind me. I watched his head roll back, his thick neck puffing out as his chin pointed towards the ceiling.

“I’ve been wanting to slide inside you all night,” he mumbled, releasing his tight grip and letting his hands move over my back sending shivers all over me as I fisted my own cock. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His hard marbled chest, the veins in his neck popping out, the steady rhythm of his hips pounding into me.

I leaned back, straightening up to stand as his hands snaked around to my front, his big hands covering my pecs and squeezing me tight as he fucked up into me. One hand went up to my neck and he turned me slightly so he could kiss me.

“Fuuuuucccckkkk,” he moaned releasing my mouth but his breath still hot against my cheeks. His hand moved down to mine as I stroked, and he cupped it, jerking my dick with his hand covering mine. The feeling of his meaty paw over mine squeezing my cock as his big shaft punched me from behind sent me over the edge.

“Fuck Aaron!” I moaned as he held my neck. I grabbed the sink and closed my eyes as I heard him whisper in my ear, “Do it.”

I stood there shuddering as he pumped my cock to explosion. I felt it shoot out of my dick in spurt after spurt, Aaron’s voice in my ear saying “Fuck yeah” with each eruption as I shook in front of him.

“I’m gonna fill your ass!” He suddenly said, snapping me awake. I opened my eyes, staring at his upper body in the mirror as he flexed tight. Aaron kept his vice grip on my neck and my cock as he slammed into me harder. I saw his face in the mirror looking at me, and as our eyes locked, his mouth dropped open and I saw him bend over a bit, weakening in the knees as he started to cum.

Deeper thrusts followed as he made sure every drop of his load was buried in me. With each explosion he let out a series of grunts, ending with a “fuck” after each one, until his head was resting on my shoulder, and his cock pounding subsided.

“Jesus,” he muttered, kissing my shoulder and then looked down and withdrew from my ass. I bent over the sink, spreading my hands wide as he backed away from me. I turned to see him lift his underwear up with his foot and then he turned to open the bathroom door behind us and peak out. “Coast is clear.” He mumbled, grabbing his shorts with his other hand and walked into the room completely nude. I watched his fine ass in the mirror before turning around, seeing him grabbing his board shorts and stepping into them. He winked at me. “Let’s see if anyone can smell your ass on me.” He chuckled and grabbed my swimsuit where I had dropped it and tossed it to me.

“You keep my boys swimming up in there.” He grabbed his towel and went back for the door. “I’m not done with that ass yet either.”

I watched his muscular back as he headed for the door and stepped out into the dimming sun.

I looked back into the mirror, still stuck to my spot, seeing the droplets of my cum on the bathroom counter and running down the side. “I guess I’m cleaning this up.” I said out loud, before catching my reflection in the mirror once again. I looked flushed, like I had just been fucked. I wondered if anyone would notice if I went right outside.

“Only one way to find out.” I said to myself with a grin.