My First Year in University

Want My Load?

It was the fourth week of the new semester, and I found myself daydreaming in my Ancient History class as I stared at Professor Thomas Davis.

He was wearing a long-sleeved dress shirt that concealed his powerful body, but in fact, only amplified his bulging pecs and large biceps every time he moved. He was wearing jeans with a brown belt and dress shoes, making him look hip and casual with the white oxford shirt. I was staring at him openly, half listening to his deep radio voice, looking at his hands as he waved them about, or his ass when it came into view, or how thick his neck was when he faced us square on. I wondered if he had a hairy chest or if it was smooth like Rick’s.

When his eyes locked onto mine, I snapped myself awake and tried to pay attention to what he was saying, rather than what he looked like. I found that he was looking in my direction more today. It was still hard to tell where exactly his eyes landed, but it always felt like he was looking directly at me. I always sat in the same place, as most of us tended to when we found a spot that worked. I twiddled the pen in my hand and then put it between my lips as I stared back, pretending to squint deep in thought at what he was saying, giving an appreciative nod, causing him to smile.

At least that’s what it looked like to me.

When he turned, I shifted in my seat and looked around the room, then at my watch to see that class was almost over. The professor always exited my way, and I loved to hang around to get an up-close look at him as he passed by. I had made a comment to him the first week, and he always looked at me each time he went by. Last week, he actually spoke first to me, asking me how I was doing.

I had thought of Rick, and the way he looked at me. And Frank, who also had that same look. Now I was getting the same look from Professor Thomas Davis, and wondered…

When I heard his rich baritone voice say that was all for today, my heart leapt in my throat as I was heading to meet Aaron for our weekly dinner. We always ate together in the UC after this class as our schedules aligned, and we would work out and then we usually ended up back at his place afterwards. I hadn’t seen him much the last week, so I was looking forward to sitting with him, laughing with him, sweating with him, and then getting under him again for another hard pounding that he was famous for. And in just two weeks, we would be heading to Florida, to Daytona Beach for a week together over Spring Break.

I sat still, watching the professor look up my way as he gathered his things and then stepped around people to begin his walk up the stairs by me to exit out the back. I stood up, making sure I was facing the right way as he neared, and I caught his eye.

He was already smiling and looking at me as he approached, looking so fucking handsome it was scary. I took in that long nose of his, so perfect on his face, his receding hairline making his forehead larger but making him look even sexier, and those eyes locked on mine. They were a light brown, almost golden, and almost as piercing as mine but not quite.

“Hi there.” He said with that deep voice, making me almost swoon.

“Professor.” I smiled back.

“Please call me Tom.” He stopped for a moment, as if he was surprised he did and then looked a little flustered. “And you are?” he said, cocking his head slightly.

Since he stopped, I took in how big he was standing beside me as people milled around us. He had to be over 6 feet and was a big motherfucker, so wide and built. He reminded me a lot of Rick size wise, and had to have been a bodybuilder of some sort once upon a time. I looked up into those beautiful brown eyes, realizing I hadn’t answered, and my mouth was hanging open.

“Sorry, it’s just such a big class and I always try to put names to faces.” His smile was sincere, and his eyes were luring me in.

I let out a little laugh and shook my head. “Sorry! Got lost in thought there for a moment. Brian.” I said, giving him a flirty smile.

“Brian! Nice! I’ll try to remember that.” He winked at me and I nearly collapsed. Fuck he was a hot man.

“Well just ask if you need a refresher.” I said, pointing at him with my finger and thumb.

He gave a little nod before adding, “I think I’ll remember. Nice to meet you Brian.” He said with another wicked grin.

“Sure thing. And thanks again for the lecture today. You are fascinating to listen to.”

He went to leave but stopped again, and looked back at me. “My pleasure.” He said before continuing on his way.

And yes, I watched his ass move all the way up the stairs until he reached the top. This time, he turned around and looked right back at me, catching me staring. I think I reacted slightly, but he just smiled and turned back and kept going.

Talk about being hot for teacher.

But when I saw Aaron approaching in the UC a few minutes later, I forgot all about Professor Hot Stuff and only had eyes for the big jock coming my way. Aaron had a new haircut, shorn close to his round head looking more military than before. He gave me a half grin as he neared me and we headed off to our usual eat first, gym second, sex third routine.

But when we got to the gym this time tonight, Sean was there again. Almost like he was waiting for us. Whether it was my lust for Aaron, or my daydreaming for the professor, Sean seemed equally hot and sexy today. He had a pair of snug cotton shorts that hugged his perfect ass and a tank top that showed off his shoulders and arms. I couldn’t help but glance over his jock body as he stood next to Aaron.

And seeing the two of them side by side made me picture myself in between.

Sean joined us, and it was like old times with him at the gym, giving me pointers as Aaron watched on curiously. Sean was jovial, and seemed a lot more relaxed lately as Aaron and I managed to keep our hands off each other. But every now and then, Aaron would give me a look and I could feel the heat rising in me.

And then Sean looked at me the same way.

Aaron went to grab a heavier weight from a little further from us, giving Sean the opportunity to lean into me. “Do I get to fuck that hot ass tonight? It’s been over a month and I’m dying to get in you.”

I felt the flush of desire flood my cheeks, and I gave him a little laugh. “Kelly not around?”

Sean sat down on the bench across from me. “Not lately.” He tugged at his shorts inconspicuously. “I’m beginning to think you’re getting it from someone else.” He looked at me seriously.

I couldn’t help but shrug. “Well, you’re getting it from Kelly so why shouldn’t I?”

He went to respond, but didn’t, knowing that there really wasn’t anything to say. Aaron came back closer and dropped the weights at the end of the bench, seeing us sitting looking at each other rather tensely.

“You guys burnt out?” He said, sitting beside me.

Sean grabbed his water bottle and leaned his head back, giving me the perfect view of his thick neck and Adam’s apple as he swallowed. “No man, I’m up for anything.” He got up and grabbed his two dumbbells and started to do his Hammer curls as Aaron gave me an inquisitive look before getting up and grabbing his own.

I felt caught in the middle once again, and thought this couldn’t get any worse.

And then it did.

Aaron’s roommate, Greg, appeared. I had only met him a couple of times before, and not for any extended period of time. I had heard lots about him lately, as he was the one organizing our Daytona trip. My last few trips to Aaron’s place were when he wasn’t around, or we made sure no one knew I was even there as Aaron raced me up to his bedroom to pound the hell out of me.

Greg was a tall, lean guy, fit like a runner with some nice definition to his body. He was blonde, clean shaven, and had nice legs from what I could see as he stood in his shorts. Not my type, but definitely an attractive looking guy.

He came right up and slapped Aaron on the back as he sat on the bench doing a Military Press, causing Aaron to let out a loud sound and lower his weights quickly, standing up in a mock threatening pose as Greg laughed.

“Getting too weak there big boy?” Greg howled, pushing Aaron away from him.

Aaron looked imposing, standing next to Greg, but backed off with a grin. “What the fuck are you doing here tonight?”

Greg shrugged, looking at me without saying anything. “Felt like I needed to blow off some steam.” I noticed he looked at Aaron quickly, lowering his eyes to take in Aaron’s legs.

Aaron seemed suddenly nervous and glanced at me quickly. “Yeah right dude, you’re just trying to tone up for the beach.”

Sean’s eyes raised. “You going away for Reading Week?”

Greg came over and sat beside Sean, obvious that they knew each other. “Yeah, I’m taking a crew to Daytona. About 50 total. Aaron and Brian are coming.” He said, nodding at me.

Sean looked at me, surprised. I hadn’t mentioned it to him yet. “Nice!”

“Adam and I signed up to go.” I added quickly, not wanting him to think that I was just going with Aaron. Lest he think something. Which was actually true. But as I sat there, I wasn’t sure why he shouldn’t think something. Why was I hiding this from him?

“Adam’s going too huh?” He drifted off in thought, and then met my eyes.

I gave him my best grin and looked back over at Greg and Aaron, who were now standing up, Aaron grabbing his weights again and flexing unconsciously.

“After this I have to drop off some things at the travel agents,” Greg started to say to Aaron as he pushed the dumbbells up over his shoulders. “I need you to come with me.”

Aaron lowered the weights and turned to Greg. “You do?” He resisted looking at me, knowing this was our night, but obviously didn’t want to give it away. But when Greg glanced my way briefly with a little smirk, something told me Greg already knew.

“I’ve got to give them the final list and shit, so I need you there to make sure I’ve got it all.” Greg placed a hand on Aaron’s shoulder. “You’re my right-hand guy on this.”

Aaron sheepishly looked at me and I just nodded, letting him know it was okay. It was a total cock deflater, knowing that I wasn’t going to get it from the big stud tonight, but I knew we would work something out. Besides, in two weeks we’d be in Florida together. Well, with Greg and Adam in a room, but still….

We continued on, the four of us mismatched jocks, focusing on the workouts and spotting each other. Aaron ended up beside me on the weight bench, leaning on the bar as I took a break on my back, staring up at him.

“Sorry about tonight bro.” He said quietly, giving me a little smile. “I’ll make it up to you this week.”

I grinned. “Promise?”

He grinned. “I’ll save up till we do.” He winked, making me feel a little lightheaded as I looked up at his solid body. His knees were at my eye level, and I found myself looking at them, seeing the muscle on top, looking at the curve around his shins, until I heard him say quietly, “Stop it.”

I met his eyes again, and he was smiling.

“I see you checking out my legs.” His smile was curving up the right side of his face and he looked around to see where the other two guys were, before he pushed one big thigh into my shoulder.

I sat up on the bench and stood up beside him. “Adam has a night class on Wednesday.”

Aaron’s one eyebrow raised. “Oh yeah? What time?”

“Seven.” I brushed past him, letting my body purposefully make contact with his, my side leaning into his ass as I walked around him, hearing a little “Mmm” escape from him as I did.

“I’m there.” He said, leaning forward on the bar and lifting one leg onto the bench to hide his bulge. I loved making him hard. Especially in public.

None of us showered afterwards, Greg saying he had to get to the Agents fast, leaving us all to just change into our clothes and worry about showering afterwards. And then I found myself walking back to residence with Sean. It was awkward at first, as we huddled into our coats, but eventually I relaxed and eased into the conversation with him, remembering what a nice guy he really was. Until he became blunt as we neared our residence.

“So, are you like….not interested anymore?” He said it directly, looking right at me as we waited for the crosswalk signal at the last light before our residence.

I met his gaze, seeing that handsome boyish face of his looking at me pleadingly. “No, it’s not that.”

Sean shrugged. “I know I have a girlfriend and all, but I thought we were cool.”

I nodded. “We are, it’s just….I don’t know….I’m sort of seeing someone I think….”

Sean just kept staring at me. “Who? A girl? Or a guy?”

I started to cross, forcing him to follow. Sean had seen me hanging around with a couple girls from our floor, both in our section and the one further down. I had explored with a couple of them, but that was first semester. I was waiting for him to put it together about Aaron.

“A guy.” I said simply.

Sean nodded. “Is this guy like, your boyfriend or something? Or is it more like what we were doing?”

I took a deep breath. These twenty-year-olds were just as bad as 40 and 50 year old married men. So possessive. “I think we are, but we’re not out or anything.”

Sean followed beside me as our residence came into view. “Is it Aaron?” He finally said.

I turned to look at him without answering, and he just shook his head, giving a little snort.

“I figured when you started working out with him. Aaron fucks everyone. Didn’t know he was into guys though. He’s a slut. Big goon.” He added quietly, shoving his hands in his coat pockets.

“No he’s not.” I said, half believing myself. But now as I walked towards our residence door I reflected on my relationship with Aaron. He had never said I was the only one. I was just assuming it. He certainly wasn’t ‘out’ but then again neither was I. We were keeping it private.

We didn’t say anything more as we entered our building, now surrounded by more people and we walked silently to our hallway. Sean’s door was first and I kept walking towards mine until he stopped me with his voice.

“Hey,” he called out, making me stop a little further and turn around to look at him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything…it’s just…” he sort of sighed and lowered his head.

I shrugged, making sure there was no one around in the hallway. “What?”

Sean’s eyes looked up at me and I was taken again by how hot he was. His hair was messy from the gym, and he had that perfectly proportioned face that just made you stare and take him in. Knowing the solid stocky body he had underneath all those clothes just made me lightheaded looking at him. He had opened his door and was standing in the doorframe, his hand resting on the wall looking at me. “Nothing. Never mind.” He said quietly but didn’t move.

I walked back to him and stood a few feet from him. “Look, I’m just trying to figure all this out, you know? I mean, I like girls too…but I’ve had a lot of experiences with guys and I’m thinking that’s what I want. So I don’t want to be a straight guy’s second choice anymore….” I was talking quietly, and Sean’s eyes were searching the hallway. He took my arm and pulled me into his room and closed the door.

“So if I didn’t have a girlfriend…?” He said, squaring off in front of me, his hands in his pants pockets.

I shook my head. “No, I don’t mean that. I just mean that you DO have a girlfriend….and I don’t want to be somebody’s toy or…you know….something to fuck when you get horned up!”

Sean bit his lip and continued to look at me. “Do you think Aaron is treating you differently?”

I hesitated for a moment. “Yeah I do. We go out for dinner. We sit and talk. There’s more to it than just….”

“Have you asked him about his housemates?” Sean suddenly said, giving me an all-knowing sort of look.

I stopped and frowned at him.

“I’ve known the guy for three years. Look at him!” Sean laughed. “Everyone wants him. He’s a complete horn dog. He has fucked every girl in his house, and probably every guy too now that I know he’s into guys.”

I kept frowning at Sean, not believing it. But then I started to think about Greg. And how he was all over Aaron tonight. And a few weeks ago, when he knocked on Aaron’s door…how Aaron had suddenly looked like he had gotten caught.

“I’m going to shower.” I said quietly and turned to the door.

But Sean was on me fast, moving to me and pushing me backwards gently and kissing me. I resisted, trying to push him back, but I gave in, letting myself kiss him back. He felt good, familiar, and I did miss the hunk. I could feel his cock hard pressing against me, grinding into me. His big hands on both sides of my face, holding me as he kissed me deep. Until my senses kicked in.

“Don’t.” I said firmly, pushing him back and causing him to recoil a bit.

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry!” He ran his hands through his hair and paced backwards. “It’s just…I can’t….” and then he slumped down on his bed and put his head in his hands. He still had his winter coat on, so he almost got lost in it as he sat there. I looked at his knees, his legs spread wide as he looked down. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” I heard him mumble.

I paused at the door, ready to leave, but knowing exactly what he was going through. “There’s nothing wrong with you.” I looked at his thick hands holding his hair, his thighs spread wide on the bed. Sean was a hot looking guy. Not as tall as Aaron. Not as muscular as Aaron. But he was just as built. Just as hot. Just as sexy….

I needed to get out of here before my cock took over. I was prepped to get pounded by Aaron tonight, but now he was off with Greg. And Sean was making me think there was more to that…

I opened the door and left, quickly moving away from Sean’s room and into my own. Adam was at his desk and turned quickly to me. I took in his face for a moment, and how he had put on some bulk too, making him look even hot to me as he sat there in shorts and a tee shirt despite it being the end of January. Even Adam looked hot to me tonight.

I needed a shower to calm down.

I started pulling my coat off and opened my cupboard door and grabbed my shower caddy, stripping my clothes off my body as Adam sat looking at me.

“You’re usually not back this early.” He muttered. “Grabbing a shower?” He chuckled.

I turned and gave him a quick yeah, and grabbed my towel. I pulled my sweater and shirt off and tossed it onto the bed and then noticed Adam was still watching me. He was looking at my bare chest, now filling out with the additional weight I had put on finally.

Adam’s eyes met mine and he gave me a little embarrassed smile. “Hey, are we all good for Daytona? Do we need to do anything else?”

I flashed to Aaron walking away with Greg, and stopped for a moment. “Nothing yet. Aaron and Greg are settling things tonight actually.”

Adam gave a head nod. “Cool. Looking forward to it!” he said before he turned back around to his work on his desk, leaving me to finish undressing. I stripped down to my underwear and grabbed my robe and threw it on, taking my caddy with me and heading to the communal washroom just down from my room.

It was 7:30pm so I was surprised to hear the other shower going and noticed the dark blue towel hanging up and a pair of flip flops outside the curtain. Our washroom had two showers for our section on the floor, one at each corner of the long bathroom. I moved to the other one and flipped the shower on, shucking my underwear and hanging them on the hook and covering it with my robe and beige towel before stepping my naked ass into the warming water.

I held my hand under the water to feel it heating up quickly before stepping under the stream and letting it run over me. I stared down at my penis, a slight thickness to it from Sean’s kiss, to Adam’s staring, and to missing a night with Aaron.

I don’t know how long I just stood there, still under the water, lost in thought staring at my own cock, watching it grow the more I looked at it. Rubbing it a bit, feeling the sensations rush through me as I thought about Aaron. Until the curtain pulled back and Sean’s naked body was stepping in, already soaking wet, and already sporting an erect thick cock.

I looked up reflexively and took a step back as he stepped into the small shower. His hands went right around my wet body and he pulled me closer into his dripping wet solid body. I went to say something but his mouth covered mine in a deep tongue filled kiss. My hands had nowhere to go except on his chest in front of me, and I felt those pecs of his again as he pressed his thick pole against me. My cock hardened fully at the feeling of his body, now grinding against me. Sean’s hands moved down to my ass and he gripped it tightly, pulling me into him harder as his tongued dove into my mouth even further. I closed my eyes, remembering how good he felt, and let the desire wash over me along with the hot water.

He backed me up against the wall, still kissing me, neither one of us speaking as our passion increased. I moaned as he broke our kiss and started to kiss down my neck, my hands gripping his shoulders as he lowered himself, his mouth moving down my smooth abs to the base of my cock. He moved his head off my body and grabbed my erect cock and opened his mouth for me, swallowing it almost all the way down. I grabbed a fistful of wet hair and held him gently as he started to suck me.

I leaned back against the shower wall and pushed all thoughts out of my mind except this stud so hungry for me at my feet. I watched the water flowing off his rippling back, his big hands groping me as he sucked on my wet cock. And in a state of hunger myself, I pulled him up and went down on him.

His cock was throbbing as I slipped it down my throat, and I heard him exhale slightly as I took it all the way down, burying my nose into his matted pubes. He felt good, tasted great, and his hands on my head told me I was doing exactly what he needed. My hands held on to his thick thighs. He used to play soccer, and his legs showed it. I ran my hands up and down his legs as he slowly thrusted into me, until I reached around and felt that bubbled ass of his and pulled him deeper into my mouth.

And then it was Sean who took over, pulling me up and bringing my mouth to his again, his big hands holding the side of my face and kissing me fiercely.

“I need to fuck you.” He whispered at me, holding my face slightly apart from his. He didn’t let me answer, just turned me around and pushed me up against the wall again, using his one leg to push my leg open. My face went against the cold wall as I felt his hips against me, and felt his cock being pushed into me. No condom this time.

I gritted my teeth as he mercilessly aimed that fat knob at my hole. He backed up a bit and I could see him spit into his hand and rub it over his cock quickly before he rammed back into me. He wasn’t an expert, clearly just needing to slide inside without the skill of a man who knows how to fuck an ass. I grabbed my ass cheeks behind me and spread myself open wider and moved my butt up to find the head. And when we were in synch, Sean pushed his way into me hard.

I gasped in shock at the suddenness to the invasion, and his hand came around to my mouth to quiet me. “Shhhh.” He moaned in my ear as his hips connected with my body, showing me that he was all the way inside me. “Holy fuck you feel so fucking warm.” His mouth was at my ear, his body had me pressed against the wall. I could feel how strong he was as he pinned me there, his legs on either side of mine now, causing my ass to really clench around him.

“Fuck,” He moaned as he started to buck into me slowly at first, until he couldn’t resist. His hands lowered to my waist, then came around to my front, grabbing my cock in both his hands as he fucked me like a rabbit from behind. The splashing sounds covering the slapping of his body against mine. He was trying not to make noise, but he couldn’t help it.

He held me tight against him, his hands around the base of my cock and just squeezing it, not stroking. The jackhammering from behind from this jock showed just how much pent up frustration he had in him. And it was turning me on.

I grabbed my cock and started to jerk it, feeling Sean’s hands over mine as I did which made me moan and push my ass backwards against him. Just the feeling of him all over me was enough. “You’re making me cum.” I groaned back at him. He grabbed my face and turned me towards him to kiss me as he continued to fuck me hard.

“Do it.” He grunted, still holding my face sideways as his other hand grabbed mine over my cock and he helped me stroke. The slapping sounds were now louder than the splashing, but we didn’t care at this point.

My mouth opened as Sean drilled my ass and he squeezed my own hand around my cock as we jerked it together. I let out small gasps as I started to explode, backing my ass harder on him, causing him to just fuck me even deeper. I convulsed into him, his hand still gripping mine as shot after shot of my cum hit the shower wall. The entire time Sean didn’t stop pounding me hard.

He released my hand and grabbed my waist with both his hands and leaned back a bit, lifting my ass higher and slammed into me.

He bent over me, pausing for a moment, catching his breath. I could feel his cock twitch inside me. “You want my load?” He breathed into my ear.

I braced my hands flat against the wall and nodded. “Yes.” I moaned back at him, and watched him stand up completely again and hold me by my waist and start to drill me again.

I stared back at his chest, watched his arms flex as the water dripped down him. His face was on mine, watching me. I saw the look come, his eyes close slightly, his mouth droop down and then he was frowning as his orgasm flooded through him and into me. He gripped me tight and dug into me with one hard shove, as his cock throbbed inside my tunnel and flooded my guts in a silent explosion.

I watched him fill my ass, letting his cock slide out slightly before shoving into me again to complete the explosion, his body shuddering with each sensation, his hands never leaving my sides. He shook himself again, letting his eyes fly open and stare down at me, followed by a big grin as he quivered once more, and then backed out of me.

I stood up, and turned under the water to him and grabbed him this time, pulling him into me for another kiss. Our cocks came together as did our bodies, wet and slick with the water as our tongues danced in each other’s mouths.

Sean stepped back and looked at me for a moment, then peered out the curtain before slipping out. I watched him walk carefully over to the other shower that was still running, his backside looking mighty tasty as he moved, until he disappeared back behind that curtain before I closed mine completely and moved my head back under the spray.

What the fuck just happened? I closed my eyes and let the water rinse me, my cock still thick from this lust filled moment.

I tried to listen to hear what was going on in the bathroom, and when I heard the scraping of the shower curtain being pulled, I knew Sean was done. I waited a couple minutes before turning my own water off, after soaping myself up and washing my hair. So when I pulled my curtain back, I could see Sean standing at the sink, the dark blue towel wrapped around his waist.

He turned and looked at me casually and gave me a little bashful smile. I grabbed my towel and started to dry myself off, keeping my dick covered as much as I could as I didn’t want him to see me still slightly hard from the pounding.

Sean didn’t say anything, just fixed his hair, and then grabbed his stuff and went to leave. He stopped at the door and then turned to me, giving me a little smile before he opened the door and left.

I was in a daze as I went back to my room and didn’t even notice Adam watching me get dressed.