Ned's Little Brother

[seven_sins]

(The characters and events described here are fictitious.)


Ned's “Little Brother”


My name is Ned. I grew up in a small town. It is contradictory to say that I knew I was gay in early elementary school because I was unaware of sex or sexual orientation at that stage of my life. However, I remember a strong attraction to other guys that was firmly in place by the time I reached the third grade.


Except for telling a few close friends in high school, I was deep in the closet. I was liberated when I left home and entered the state university, but it took me two years to come out there. I came out after falling in love with the most wonderful person in my life. This story concerns that part of my life.


I woke up at about 10 o'clock that Saturday morning. I had the room in the fraternity house to myself for the weekend. My roommate Zack had a girlfriend back home. He left Friday afternoon after his classes and wouldn't return until Monday morning. I was looking forward to the privacy. It felt good to lay there and stretch my awakening arms and legs.


I had a raging hard-on. My swollen dick was peeking out above the waistband of my briefs. I slapped it and pulled my waistband up to cover it's head.


I didn't want to get out of bed, but I had to piss really bad. I went to the door and looked out into the hall to see if anyone was around. I didn't want to walk down to the head with a tent pole pitched in my briefs.


The place looked deserted, so I left my room and headed down the hall. When I entered the head, I saw Vance standing naked in front of a sink shaving. He had a semi and his fat, uncut dick was hanging over the sink. He focused his eyes on my crotch. “Holy tent pole, Batman,” he said. Then he went back to shaving.


Man, it felt good to piss. I shook my softening dick and put it back into my briefs. “See you later, big V,” I said to Vance as I left the head to go back to my room.


“ Yea,” he grunted as I stepped out into the hall.

 

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I went to my small refrigerator and poured a glass of V8 juice. It tasted good. I can't wake up in the morning unless I have V8 juice. I sat there in my desk chair with my feet propped up on the window sill as I swigged it. Through the window, I could see two guys out on the fraternity quadrangle throwing a football. They were shirtless and they looked really hot.

I reached back and slid open my desk drawer. I pulled out my binoculars, focusing them on the guy with the big pecs. Jeez was he hot. His friend with the furry chest looked hot also, but I couldn't take my eyes off the guy with the big pecs. I had watched them for about five minutes, then they were gone. By that time, my dick was begging for attention. So I hit the bed and rubbed one out.

I lay there awhile and then forced myself to get out of bed. I wrapped a towel around my naked waist and walked down the hall to the head where I shaved and showered. After drying off, I went back to my room and got dressed. I was hungry.

I headed down the stairs and over to the parking deck to ride my Honda to the Five Points Grill for brunch. I loved speeding around town on my motorcycle with the wind blowing in my face.

When I arrived, Arthur was slaving away behind the counter. The place was packed as usual. “Man, you're late today,” he said as I slid onto a vacant stool at the counter. “I was about to think you had gone home for the weekend.”

“Hi Arthur. I'll have the usual. Two scrambled eggs, bacon, cheese grits, buttered toast, and coffee. You can give me the coffee now.” He had already pulled out a cup and saucer from beneath the counter and was filling the cup.

The coffee was steaming hot. I sipped it while watching Arthur flip eggs on the grill and stealing glances at a hot, muscular, blond dude sitting at the end of the counter. It had been less than three minutes when Author slapped a thick oval shaped plate in front of me.

“Wow, that was fast,” I said, spreading blackberry jam on my toast. “Arthur, could I have more coffee?”

“Sure thing,” he said, filling my cup.

When I finished eating, I headed to the parking lot for my Honda and rode back to the campus. It was around 1:30 when I got there. There were about ten guys in the fraternity lounge. Four were playing bridge and the rest were watching a football game. My “little brother” Rob was one of the ones in front of the TV. He was looking good in jeans and a white T-shirt.

Rob was a Freshmen. He had pledged the fraternity after fall rush ended about three weeks ago. As his “big brother,” it was my responsibility to see that he remained on good academic standing until he became an active brother.

I walked up behind the couch where Rob was sitting and began to massage his neck and shoulders. He looked back across his shoulder and said, “Hey, Big Bro'. What's up?”

“Nothing much. Everything OK with you?”

“Yea, I'm fine,” he said. “Have a seat.”

I walked around to the front of the couch and faced the pledges. “OK, you're going to have to make room for me,” I said.

Rob stood up, tugging at his jeans to adjust his crotch. “You take my seat Big Bro'. I'll sit on the floor.”

The couch was warm where he had been sitting. It felt good. Rob sat down on the floor directly in front of me, pushed my legs apart, and leaned his back against the couch between my knees.

I had been secretly in love with Rob since I first met him a month ago during rush. About a week after he pledged, he moved into a room on the second floor of the fraternity dorm. I lived on the third floor. As his big brother, I made every effort to bond with him and give him the guidance that I never got from my big brother.

 

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It wasn't long before Rob had slouched down on the floor and leaned his head back against the edge of the cushion that I was sitting on. I sat up straight and leaned over, looking down at his face. “You aren't going to sleep are you Little Brother?”

“No, I'm just getting comfortable. Can you toss me one of those pillows?” he said, pointing toward the end of the couch. I leaned over and grabbed a pillow. Rob took it and put it under his ass. “Hey, that feels much better,” he said.

It wasn't long before the football game had reached half time and the bands were marching out on the field. Rob was still sitting on the floor in front of me. I leaned up and massaged his neck and shoulders.

“I need to go, Little Brother. I'm going over to the gym to work out.”

“Hey, that feels good,” he said. “Don't stop.”

“Are we still going out to dinner tonight?” I asked.

“Yea. We are leaving at 7 o'clock,” he said.

“OK. I'll meet you here in the lounge. Where are we going?”

“The K&S,” he replied.

“I've had enough cafeteria food this week. Why don't we go to Willy's?” I asked.

“I ate there last night,” he replied.

“OK, it's the K&S. How many of us are going?”

“There are three of us pledges - Burke, Steve, and I. You make four,” he said.

Rob had come to the university on an ROTC scholarship. He was about 5 feet 10 inches in height. He had thick medium-to-short dark brown hair. It was always tousled except when he wore his ROTC uniform. He had big green eyes and beautiful full lips.

Rob was athletic in high school. He had been on the swim team, the baseball team, and the cross-country track team. He said that he had lifted light weights to stay in shape, and it showed. He had a great looking body.

Rob was hung like a horse. Not long after he moved into the fraternity house, I heard rumors about his size. I didn't get to see his dick until one afternoon last week. I walked into the second floor hall to see him standing outside his room wearing nothing but a T-shirt. He was joking with Bill McGowan, a big burly varsity football player.

Seeing me, McGowan pointed at Rob's dick and asked, “What could you do with a dick that big?”

If he only knew, I thought to myself.

Rob gave McGowan the finger. “Go to hell, McGowan. You're just jealous because your pee pee is so small.”

I hoped that they couldn't tell that I was weak at the knees. Big dicks do that to me, and Rob's dick was the biggest that I had ever seen.

The gym was across campus from the fraternity quadrangle. I left the guys watching TV and hopped on my bike. I was there in less than ten minutes. I locked my bike to the bike rack and went in. There weren't many guys there. I saw Josh at one of the benches pushing on what looked like a lot of weight.

“Hey, Josh. How much are you benching?” I asked.

He finished his set and said, “That was 340 pounds.”

“Holy crap, man. You're really getting strong. You're way out of my league.”

 

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Josh and I both started at the university two years ago. I met him at the gym early our first semester. We were both skinny kids then and we became lifting partners. It wasn't long before we were both into the lifting lifestyle, trying to see how much muscle we could put on. I put on over 20 pounds of solid muscle that year. For the first time, I was proud of my body.

By the start of my sophomore year, I no longer had the time to devote to the gym that I had during my Freshmen year. So I slacked off the free weights and started light workouts with the weight machines. With three short workouts a week, it was easy to maintain the mass I had gained my Freshmen year without losing definition.

Josh never slacked off. I was suspicious that he was on steroids, but he always denied it. He spent a lot of time in the gym and ate like a horse.
I had never heard him talk about girls and I never saw him with one. He seemed to spend all of his time in the gym. He had a really hot body and he liked to show it off.

I did my usual light workout on the weight machines. I finished it off with with some cardio on the treadmill. I had been there a little over 45 minutes and had worked up a good sweat. I felt good. I wanted to jog back to the fraternity house, but I had my bike.

I went back to my room, pulled my gym clothes off, and hung them over my clothes rack. I wrapped a towel around my waist and went down the hall to the shower. The hot water felt good on my back.

It was 6:30 when I made it down to the lounge. The news was on TV. I sat down on the couch to watch it. The only other guys there were a couple of brothers in the back room playing ping pong.

The news was almost over when Burke and Steve showed up. They lived in a dorm across campus and were in the same pledge class as Rob.

“Rob is still upstairs,” I said. “Maybe one of you had better go up there and see if he is awake.”

About that time, Rob walked into the lounge. “I'm starving,” he said. “Let's move.”

We piled into Rob's VW bug and off we went to the K&S. Their special every Saturday night was hamburger steak topped with fried onion rings. My mouth was watering thinking about it.

After our meal, we stopped by the Five Points Zesto for cones of soft ice cream. After that, we stopped by the 7-11 and I picked up a six-pack. I took it up to my room and put it into the refrigerator.

I went back downstairs to the lounge. The pledges were sitting in front of the TV watching “My Cousin Vinny.” I had seen it before. It is one of the funniest movies I have seen and I laughed even harder seeing it this time.

After the movie, the 11 o'clock news came on. Burke and Steve left before the news had ended, leaving Rob and I on the couch. “I'm going upstairs and drink a beer. You wanna join me?” I asked.

“Yea, I could use a cold one,” he responded. “I want to go up to my room first and change shirts. I don't want to spill beer on this one. It's new.”

“OK, I'll see you in my room,” I said.

I went up to my room, pulled off my shirt, and changed into shorts. I had just pulled up the zipper when Rob walked in. He was wearing cutoff jeans and the usual white T-shirt. His hairy legs looked hot.

I opened the refrigerator door. “Help yourself,” I said. We both pulled out a beer, cracked the tops, and began to swig on the cans.

“Have a seat,” I said, pointing to my desk chair. I went over to my bed and lounged on it, putting a pillow between my back and the sloping headboard.

“The hamburger steak was good,” I said. “I'm glad we went to the K&S. Do you eat there often?”

“Maybe once or twice a week,” Rob replied. “I mostly eat at the food court at the student center. My parents keep enough money in my swipe card account to pay for my meals there.”

We talked while slowly sipping on the beers. I asked him about school. We discussed our fraternity display for the upcoming homecoming football game. The usual stuff. He was staring at my bare chest when he asked, “How long have you been working out?”

“I never lifted weights until my first semester Freshmen year,” I replied. “I was a pretty skinny guy and decided to start going to the gym then. When I came back for my sophomore year, I didn't have the time to devote to serious lifting. So I went to light weights and cardio to keep from losing what I had gained.”

“You look good, man,” he said. “You must be doing something right. I lifted all through high school to keep in shape. I didn't do heavy weights, but my body responded pretty good to light weights.”

“You should start back,” I said. “Why don't you go to the gym with me this Tuesday afternoon?”

“You've got a deal,” he replied.

“OK, let's go over at about 5:30 Tuesday,” I said. “I have a lab that afternoon, but I should be back well before then.”

“Sounds good, man,” he responded.

Rob and I talked a while longer. I offered him a second beer, but he turned it down, saying that the first one was putting him to sleep. He yawned and said he had to go to his room and hit the rack. I drank a second one before turning the lights out. I felt pretty wasted and it wasn't long before I was sound asleep. I dreamed that Rob had stayed in my room and slept with me that night. The most we did was to cuddle.

 

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I finished my Tuesday afternoon lab at about 3:45. I headed back to my room to take a short nap before going to the gym with Rob. I stopped by his room on the way and asked him to wake me up at 5:15 so that we could leave at 5:30 sharp. I was tired and went to sleep almost before I hit the bed.

Before I knew it, Rob was shaking my shoulder saying, “Hey, Big Bro', time to wake up.”

I forced myself to get out of bed. I put on my gym clothes and went down the hall to take a piss and brush my teeth. Some cold water on my face helped to wake me up.

Rob didn't have a bike at school, so I left mine behind and we jogged over to the gym. It took us less than 15 minutes.

Rob wasn't familiar with the weight machines so I had to show him how to use them. There were a lot of guys there. We had to stand in line at some of the machines. We had been working out for about 15 minutes when my former lifting partner Josh showed up.

Josh didn't see us at first. He flipped his towel over the pull-up bar and started a set of pull-ups. Rob saw Josh come in. He turned toward me and said, “Oh, shit.”

I asked, “Do you know Josh?”

“Yea, sort of,” he said. “It is a long story. I don't want to talk about it now.”

When Josh finished his set of pull-ups, he turned and saw us. He walked toward us saying, “Hey, Rob. I'd been thinking about looking you up. But things have just been too busy so far this semester. How do you like school?”

“Josh, you're looking good, man,” Rob said.

Confused, I asked, “Do the two of you know each other?”

“Yea, we are from towns that are about 20 miles apart,” said Josh. “I was a life guard with Rob for three summers at the public pool in his home town. We got to know each other pretty well.”

We finished our workout without any further interruption. Rob and I stayed with the machines while Josh went for the heavier free weights.

Rob's reaction when he first saw Josh had me confused. We left the gym after about 45 minutes without talking to Josh again. He was busy pushing on the heavy weights with his other buddies.

After leaving the building, Rob said, “Can we walk back to the fraternity house instead of jogging? I have some things I want to tell you.”

“OK, Little Brother. I'm listening.”

“I don't know how to tell you this, Big Bro', but I'll try. If I stick around, you'll find out sooner or later. So I want you to hear it from me and not from someone else,” he said.

He hesitated, then he said, “First of all, I'm gay.”

“Wow, I'm cool with that,” I responded, putting my hand on his shoulder. “How long have you known?”

“Since the summer after my 10th grade. I met Josh that summer. He and I worked at the pool in my home town. We were both lifeguards. I fell in love with him.”

“Did he know how you felt about him?” I asked.

“Not that summer. But we did have a pretty hot affair that started the next summer. The pool was closed on July 4, so I invited him to sleep over at my house the night before. I was so excited when he said 'OK.' That was the start of it all.

“How did you find out he was gay?” I asked.

 

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“Well, late that afternoon, we showered in the pool dressing room before leaving for my house for dinner. We were going to a movie afterward. It was the first time we had seen each other undressed. I sort of played with myself and I could tell that he was turned on. He kept looking at me and he got a hard-on. I was embarrassed for him, but it made me feel confident to see him react that way to me.

“That night, Josh slept in the guest bedroom upstairs next to mine,” he continued. “My parents sleep downstairs. I had been asleep for about two hours when Josh woke me up getting in bed with me. There was enough light for me to see him put his finger to his lips and motion for me to be quiet. He gave me my first blow job. It was awesome.

“That was the start of our affair. We dated until the end of the summer. After he went back to school, I saw him on the weekends that he came home. We kept in contact by email and phone.

“This past summer, I found out that he had been seeing some guy he met at a gym in his home town. I told him that I wanted a monogamous relationship. He said that he could not accept that, so we broke up.”

“Hey, with your dick man, I can understand a gay guy getting a hard-on seeing you in the shower.” I said.

“Thanks, Big Bro'. Just think, we could fool around some if you were gay.” He feigned a laugh, “Ha, ha, ha.”

Sensing something, he looked at me. “But you aren't. Or are you? You aren't gay are you?” he said in a serious tone.

I hesitated. “I guess I'm just curious at this point,” I replied. Then I halted. “Er, I mean I was curious to know why you broke up with Josh.” I couldn't believe that I had just outed myself to my little brother. I hoped he didn't pick up on what I had said, but he did.

“That's cool, Big Bro'. Does anyone else in the fraternity know about you?”

I knew now that there was no going back. Rob was much more open talking about his sexuality than I was. I felt that I had to be open with him. “No, I've been closeted since I joined. As far as I know, there are no other gay guys in the fraternity.”

“Well, there's me,” he said, rubbing my knee with his hand. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Nope. I had one for a short time in high school, but we broke up the summer after graduation and went our separate ways.”

“Were you out in high school?” he asked.

“I was out to only a few of my friends. There were some gay guys in our Dramatics Club, but they were all effeminate. I'm not attracted to effeminate guys. Do your parents know you are gay?” I asked.

“Nope,” he replied. “But I think they would be OK with it. I'm too shy to tell them. I think they are a little suspicious though.”

“Was it hard for you today to be in the gym while Josh was there?” I asked.

“I was almost ready to leave,” he responded. “But I got used to it. Please don't tell anyone what I have told you today.”

“Don't worry, I won't. And don't say anything about what I have told you either,” I responded.

“You have my word,” he said.

I couldn't sleep that night thinking of the events of the day. I had fallen in love with my little brother barely a month ago and today he came out to me. Following that, I came out to him. What a chain of events.

I had a lab Thursday afternoon at 2 o'clock. I didn't get out until almost 4 o'clock. I went back to the fraternity house to meet Rob to go to the gym. He wasn't in the lounge and there was no response to my knocks on his door. I tried calling him on his cell phone, but there was no answer.

 

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I waited around for him until about 4:45 and then left on my bike for the gym without him. I had been working out for about 20 minutes when Rob came in the door. He looked disheveled.

“Man, I had a flat tire,” he said. “I'm sorry that I'm late. I would've called you, but I can't even find my cell phone. This has not been my day. I haven't even had a chance to clean up,” he said, holding his dirty hands out for me to see.

“Go to the locker room and wash your hands before we work out,” I said. “You don't want to get that black stuff all over your face. I don't want it on me either.” He looked so cute when he was distressed.

“Do you feel like working out?” I asked him when he returned.

“Yea,” he said. “I'm stressed out, man. Some exercise will relieve the tension.”

We hit the machines hard for about 45 minutes. I repeated some of the exercise sets that I had done earlier just so that I could do them with Rob. When we finished, we put our towels into our gym bags and headed for the door. About that time, Josh was walking in.

“Hey, Josh,” I said as we passed him.

“Have you guys finished already?” he asked. “You should hang around and do some heavy lifting.”

“Some other time, man,” I said. “We are going to be late for dinner if we hang around any longer.”

When we got outside, Rob said, “Thanks Big Bro' for getting me out of there before I had to speak to him.”

“Hey, you need to lighten up about Josh,” I said. “You can't be like this forever. What if you have to work at the pool with him again?”

“I'll cross that bridge when I get to it,” he responded. “No, I will get over him eventually. I'm trying real hard now.”

Because Rob didn't have a bike, I pushed mine along so that we could walk together. We stopped to talk at the bench under the trees in the commons area outside the gym.

“What's up with you this weekend?” Rob asked.

“Well, I want to work out. We are supposed to start planning the homecoming display on Sunday afternoon. I want to be there for that. And I have calculus homework due Monday.”

“You wanna go to a movie on Saturday night?” he asked.

Holy crap, I thought. Is he asking me out for a date?

“How many of us are going?” I asked, trying to pin him down.

“Just you and I,” he responded.

“I can't think of anything I would want to do more,” I said. “You have a date.”

Rob smiled and said, “Good. You pick the movie. I don't care which one we go to as long as I'm with you.”

I was on cloud nine. Two weeks ago, I would never have imagined what was happening to me now. The guy I secretly fell in love with at the beginning of the semester has just asked me out for a date.

I couldn't concentrate in class Friday. All I could think about was Rob. My classes were over at 11 o'clock. I stopped by the student center and ate a sandwich and chips for an early lunch. I had a “care package” from my mom in the Post Office. I stopped by and picked that up.

On my way back to the fraternity house, I met Rob on the way to his ROTC class. He looked sharp as a tack in his uniform. I gave him a wolf whistle and saluted him as we approached each other. He looked embarrassed.

 

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“Fuck you, Big Bro'.” He silently mouthed the words while returning my salute.

“I have a care package from my mom,” I said. “Come by the room after class and I'll open it. I'm sure it's filled with her chocolate chip and pecan cookies. It might even have some brownies in it.”

“I can't wait,” he said. “You wanna go to the student center food court with me later for dinner?” he asked, looking over his shoulder as he walked away.

“You have a date,” I said. Life is good, I thought as I walked back to the fraternity house.

I went to my room and started working on a lab report that was due Monday afternoon. I knew that if I didn't get most of it done before the weekend, I would not have it finished in time. There were too many things going on and I was beginning to feel like I was pressed for time.

At about 3:30, Rob walked in. He was wearing his uniform with his cap cocked well over to the side. The top half of his shirt was unbuttoned, exposing a tank-top undershirt that fit tight around his pecs. He was the sexiest man in a uniform I had ever seen.

“You can't pass inspection dressed like that,” my roommate Zack joked.

“I thought you had gone home,” Rob said to him. “It's Friday. Don't you get out of town on Friday?”

“Yea. I'm leaving at 4 o'clock sharp,” he responded.

I opened my mom's care package. There were no brownies, but it had about three dozen chocolate chip and pecan cookies. Those were her specialty. We ate three apiece. I gave Zack three more for the road.

Rob and I went to the student center food court at about 6 o'clock to eat. Because we had pigged out on cookies, we agreed that we should go through the cafeteria line so that we could eat some vegetables.

Before returning to the fraternity house, we took a slow walk to the old section of campus. We sat on a bench in the commons area under the giant oaks in front of the library. Dusk was beginning to cast its shadows. We talked while watching guys and their girlfriends walk by holding hands.

Josh put his hand on my knee. “I wish we could be that open on campus,” he said.

I put my hand on his. “Maybe we can someday,” I replied. We briefly clasped hands, tightening our grips as if to bond our developing relationship.

“Let's go,” I said. I wasn't sure how Rob felt about me until now.

We went back to the fraternity house and joined the guys in front of the TV. We watched “The Daily Show” on The Comedy Channel, followed by “The Colbert Report.” When that was over, we took a vote and “Batman Returns” on HBO was the winner. Both Rob and I had seen it, but we stayed and watched the first hour or so.

“I've got to go up to my room and work on my lab report,” I told the guys. “I have to finish it before Monday.”

“Big Bro', do you have time to help me with a calculus problem first?” Rob asked me.

If I had been drinking something, I would have spit it all over everyone. Rob wasn't taking a calculus course. What a cool way to tell me what he was really thinking about.

“Sure,” I replied. “Let's get it done before I start on my report.”

“I'll be up to your room after I get my book and notes,” he said.

Holy crap, I thought. My lab report will have to wait. Things were moving faster than I had anticipated.

 

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It was just a few minutes after I got back to my room that Rob came in. He was wearing his cutoff jeans and the usual white T-shirt. I removed my outer shirt and jeans and hung them in my closet.

I got my shorts from the closet. Before I could put them on, Rob had locked the door to the hall and his arms were around my waist. We began to kiss. I put one hand around him to pull him closer. I reached down and cupped my other hand over his crotch. I could feel his dick swell with each jeans squeeze. We kissed long and deep while exploring each other's body with our hands.

Things were moving fast. I dropped to my knees, pulling my tank top off. I unzipped his cutoffs and and pulled them down. I pulled the waistband of his briefs down to the base of his dick, exposing his beautiful bush. I began to rub my lips and nose through it while inhaling his aroma. I could sense the smell of a woody, oriental fragrance mixed in with his masculinity.

“Love your body fragrance. What are you wearing?” I asked.

“It's my secret, Big Bro'. I put it on especially for you,” he replied as he pulled his T-shirt off.

Rob's dick was about to burst out of his briefs. I pulled the waistband down further to expose his full semi. His balls looked small compared to the size of his dick. I was getting hard myself. I began to rub his dick up and down against the stubble on one side of my face.

“Hey, that tickles, muther fuckah” he whispered.

I grasped his dick and whipped it against the sides of my face, first one side and then the other. It was getting harder. I kissed its swollen helmet and guided my open lips over it. It filled my mouth. I grasped the his shaft with both hands and squeezed. Each time, his dick seemed to get larger and harder.

“Suck me, you cock sucker. Suck me you bad muther fuckah,” he whispered.

I withdrew and swirled my tongue around his corona and over his helmet, drawing it back into my mouth. I repeatedly forced my mouth down over him. His helmet went further and further into the back of my throat.

He was beginning to moan. I pulled back, my lips circled his corona. He shot his load into my mouth. I drew his dick back inside my mouth, sucking on it and swallowing his cum each time his body convulsed.

His dick began to soften. Both of us were exhausted. We fell on my bed and held each other, kissing and pressing our bodies together.

I began to hump his crotch and my dick began to harden again. Rob reached down with his hand and stroked it. I rolled over on my back. He slid toward the foot of the bed, putting his mouth over my dick and using his warm tongue to lubricate it with his saliva. He pulled back and began to give me a hand job. Before I could orgasm, he slid his lips back around my shaft and began to deep throat me. He swallowed as I shot my load into his mouth. He continued to suck me until my dick had softened.

As my body began to relax, he reached up and began to lightly run his fingertips over my bare chest and stomach. The pleasure and delight I felt was something I had never experienced. I reciprocated by running mine over the back of his neck and his bare back. This ritual was to become a regular part of our love making.

We were too exhausted to go further. We slept cuddled together as if we were one. It was a beautiful thing that Rob and I had experienced that night.

We woke up early on Saturday morning. Rob went quietly back to his room before anyone else was stirring so that no one would be suspicious. Riding double on my Honda, we went to brunch at the Five Points Grill and spent most of the afternoon together. Later that afternoon, we went to the gym. That night we had our movie date and spent the night together again in my room.

That weekend was the beginning of our long love affair. Rob became an active brother in the fraternity early the next semester. He and I came out in a fraternity meeting before the semester ended. Our fraternity brothers cheered us when we told them our secret. We had been afraid that we might be rejected. But we were accepted. They said that they had suspected something all along. Life is good.

 

[boxerdudeuk]

gotta love a happy ending..... great story!

 

[Craiger]

Great story! Something rings true with it even though you had a disclaimer....lol

Craiger

 

[Autolycus]

Excellent story - thanks for sharing it with us!

 

[EveretteB1975]

what a beautiful story!!!

 

[hardreader]

Well told and very sexy. Thanks.

 

[Caedmun]

This story is a winner. Thank-you for posting it.

 

[harry113]

Thanks S S. what a great story, & getting hotter !!
Please continue
Harry