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MY COLLEGE JOB

By David Sullivan

May 8, 2008

Chapter 1

It was my first year of college and things were going
pretty good. The college had a job finder service and
I signed up. I immediately forgot about it until I got
a call from a woman in who said she got my name from
the college and would I be interested in doing some
general chore work around the house. “Yes, yes, yea of
course, yes” I answered, over-eagerly. I heard a
chuckle from her on the phone and my self-doubts about
being either too eager or too shy came up. She asked
me some questions and we agreed I’d go to her home on
Saturday.

I looked forward to it for various reasons but mostly
for the money. My parents were neither rich nor poor.
They said I didn’t have to work and as long as I got
decent grades in college they would pay for everything
and give me an allowance. That’s what made me feel
like a kid still. I wouldn’t tell them I thought an
allowance was for kids – I was nineteen.

I showed up exactly on time on Saturday and met Mrs.
Sevren. She seemed nice and we chatted a bit. I told
her about me a little, my parents and what I was
studying in college. She said she had two children in
college, an older daughter and her son. She looked at
her watch, said she had an appointment and took me to
the garage.

She laughed and said the goal is to get two cars into
the three-car garage. None would fit now. She told me
to straighten up, organize and re-box things in some
old boxes. There was a pile of new boxes and a marker
pen. “Don’t throw anything out but if you think it
should be tossed, make a pile and my husband or I will
go through it”. She added that I could work as long as
I wanted. She knew it would take more than one visit
and to call her with a date and time to return.

She asked, “Any questions David?” I said no, then yes,
and if anyone else was home. She said no. I wondered
that she trusted me, a stranger in her home. She
chuckled (gee, she had a nice chuckle and smile) and
said her husband was a professor at the college and
they already checked me out. And, after meeting me she
felt I was honest and if not, her husband would ensure
I flunked out of college. She said it with a very
straight and serious face. Then, a moment later smiled
and laughed. She waved as she drove off.

I got to work and was enjoying myself. I like neatness
and organization and I usually like to work alone on
projects. After about two hours a man drove up on a
motorcycle, quickly got off, took his helmet off and
challenged me, “what the fuck you doing in here?”

I got nervous and kind of froze and stared. He
repeated the question. He stared and seemed mad, hell,
he was clearly mad. I was able to stammer, “uh, she
hired me, uh, Mrs. (I had to look at the sheet of
paper in my pocket), Mrs. Sevren hired me to clean up
the garage, sir”.
His face immediately calmed and said, “Oh, ok, that’s
my mom. She didn’t tell me she was gonna hire anyway”.
He let a small smile out and said, “I’m 20, I’m not a
‘sir’, ok?” as I began to calm myself with some deep
breaths (taught to me by a counselor I saw for a
while) I thought this guy looked familiar, maybe.

He walked closer, helmet in his left hand and said,
“sorry I yelled at you, I thought maybe you were a
robber or something, sorry” and he held his hand out.
I shook his hand and glanced at his necklace. It was
gold and had “Sean” on it. And it flashed back to me
where I had seen him and the necklace before.

To warn you, I should tell you I’m a bi guy, and maybe
more to the guy side. I’ve known since I was in grade
school. I discovered girls in junior high. At college
there was a men’s room that was known for cruising.
Yea, I went there to, well, cruise. I’m not out and
was very afraid, nervous and excited all at once. When
any of those emotions hit me I have a tendency of
getting a boner. When they all hit me, well, you can
imagine what happens.

I had filled up on soda and iced tea and I at the
beginning of the school semester I went to the
cruising restroom at the north end of the campus. I
walked in, looked around and an older guy was just
leaving. No one else was there. I checked the stall
walls for messages, graffiti or phone numbers. There
was nothing of interest so I decided I’d just piss and
leave. I was boned and stood at the urinal with my
belt and jeans open. I had my low-rise briefs pulled
down in front since they had no piss slit.

I was taking deep breaths to calm my boner and was
beginning to piss a bit. I needed it now as my bladder
felt like it was going to burst. Another student, or
who I assumed was a student walked in, looked around,
looked in the stalls quickly then went to a urinal one
over from me. I was nervous all over again. My piss
stopped and my cock went to full alert. I think I
blushed. He checked me out; I’m sure of it. He undid
his belt, opened his jeans, slowly I think, and seemed
to pull his undies down. I was only glancing out of
the corner of my eye.

Then, I saw him turn his head towards me and just
stare. Then he smiled a bit. I looked back and smiled.
He stepped back, let me see a boner and he went into
the closest stall. He didn’t close the door and I felt
my body walk there and stop. He motioned with his head
to walk in. I did. He closed the stall door. He said
softly, “Do you suck?” I nodded.

He put his hands on the tops of my arms by my
shoulders and rotated us around and guided me to sit
on the toilet. My jeans were still open, so I quickly
dropped my briefs and sat, thinking if anyone caught
us I could say I had to take a crap. (Yea, right, and
with a guy in the stall with me, how would THAT look?)
As we rotated around I saw a gold necklace and the
name “Sean” on it.

He stepped up as I bent a little. He held my head as
he put his cock in my mouth. I was so nervous and
scared but damn, it was exciting too. He was good
looking, a bit of a hottie and he was clean. His cock
filled my mouth and after a while I was holding his
hips and then his ass. I squeezed his ass; it felt
pretty muscular. His jeans had fallen to his knees and
one of us had lowered his boxers there also. The door
to the restroom opened and I froze. He whispered,
“keep going”, and I did. He pumped a little but I just
sucked his nice, hard and tasty cock. A few times I
stroked my own but I always returned my hand to him.
After a bit more I felt his body tensing, his hands
gripped my head and his cock exploded into my mouth.
He shoved his cock deep into my mouth and I gagged
with the combination of his cock and his cum. Some cum
leaked out and I felt it fall onto my shirt.

I started to panic in my mind and wondered how I would
explain semen on my shirt. Silly me, who would know it
was semen and not just some food I spilled. I
swallowed most of his cum and he backed up and said,
“jack your cock”. I started to as I heard the door
open again. I was afraid so I stood and began to put
myself together. He mouthed the words “thank you” and
left. I left right behind him and the two guys that
were kind of loitering in the restroom both grinned.

I worried that since they saw me the entire college
would know I was gay and I’d be persecuted. Ah, worry
and paranoia. I guessed they were there for the same
thing. How many guys just loiter in a men’s room, huh?

So, as I stood there in the garage my mind filled with
the memory of that encounter with Sean. He must have
said something to me that I missed because he tapped
me on the shoulder and said, “hello, you there, anyone
home”. I apologized and asked what he said as I
stepped back. He said, “Why are you looking at me like
that?” I figured he didn’t recognize me, or didn’t
want to, so I said sorry, I was tired. He asked, “no,
what?”

I said, “you’re Sean”, as I looked at his necklace. He
saw me look at his necklace, touched it and said,
“Yea, my girlfriend gave me this, is that something
special?” I was embarrassed and nervous and I said I
had to get back to work, cleaning the garage. He let
me, started to go into the house by the door from the
garage and stopped. He said, “Have we met?”

I kind of blurted out, “yea, in September, the men’s
room on campus, north end, in the stall”. Now it was
his turn for his face to go blank. He closed the door
to the house, walked up close to me and said, “that
didn’t happen and that wasn’t me, got it?” There was
anger in his face and voice. I stepped back, started
to work on re-packing a box and softly said, “yea, um,
yea, I’m sorry, I made a mistake. This is the first
time I’ve ever seen you”.

He went into the house as I added another, “I’m
sorry”. I just went back to work, trying to put it all
out of my mind but of course I couldn’t. My cock was
half-hard and it seemed as upset or confused as me. I
mean, gee, I’m bi and not out why should I expect
anything else from him. September was a ‘campus
quickie’ and that’s all it was. Who’d have thought
we’d meet like this.

A few minutes later Sean came back out. He had a soda
in each hand and offered one to me. He sat down on a
few boxes and apologized for being mean about it. He
said he was shocked to see me and he got scared. He
said he’s straight and asked me not to tell anyone. I
told him I was bi, not out and I also needed secrecy.
We both smiled, drank our sodas and I sat down on the
floor. He started to say something, stopped, was
silent and went inside.

I worked a total of four hours, called Mrs. Sevren and
reported in. I asked if I could return the next day.
She said she and her husband would be gone for the
day, she told me where the spare key was hidden and to
go on in. She said her son Sean may or may not be home
because he’s always chasing the girls around, and she
giggled. I just said, “ok”.

The next day I took a shower before going over to work
in the Sevren garage and I thought about Sean and,
well, I jacked off in the shower. I came in my hand
and tasted some of it and grinned, wishing Sean was in
the shower with me. I stepped out now that the day’s
primary business was handled; I got dressed and went
over.

No one was home; I let myself in the side garage door
and got to work. I enjoyed it, working alone,
organizing things and making them neat. I know I said
that before but I tend to repeat myself. Oh, well.
After five hours I stepped outside, looked in and was
proud that two cars would now fit in that garage. I
thought it looked very neat and organized. Old boxes
were repacked into new ones and everything was well
marked. A potential trash pile was there and even it
was neat.

I left a message on Mrs. Sevren’s voice mail, reported
the hours I worked and that I felt I was finished but
I’d do anything else she thought should be done. I
went home and forgot about it, took a nap and then
attacked my homework. At 8 pm the phone rang and I
heard a woman excitedly saying, “David, David, oh
Davidddddddddddd”. “You have to come over right now.
My husband and I need to see you.” She added, “oh
David”. It dawned on me it was Mrs. Sevren. I got
nervous and asked what I did wrong and she didn’t have
to pay me if she didn’t want to. She laughed and said
she should pay me double. She and her husband were
very happy and her husband wanted to meet me. She
asked if I could go right over.

I did go right over. They opened the door before I
could ring the bell. She had a huge smile on her face
and her husband was grinning. He introduced himself as
Professor Sevren and said he taught psychology and
he’d love to have me in one of his classes because I
was guaranteed an “A”. In my insecurity I quickly said
I’d have to earn it. He smiled and said, “good man”.
We went out to the garage and I went over what I had
done. We talked and they were happy. They paid me as I
thought it was funny that we never even discussed what
I would earn.

Mrs. Sevren counted out $250 in cash and asked if it
was enough. I smiled and said it was too much. They
said it was too little and they’d wanted the garage
cleaned out for over two years. They said their son
Sean offered to clean it but never did. And at that
time he drove up, on his motorcycle. He got off, took
the helmet off and his parents introduced us. I was
nervous and I guess so was he. He immediately blurted
out, “Yea, we’ve met”. Both his parents asked when and
where and he didn’t answer so I did. I said,
“Yesterday, he came home”. Sean then added, “Yea, I
yelled at him”. I added, “it’s ok, he thought I was a
robber.” Sean said he had to go to the bathroom and I
wished I could go with him. I noticed he touched his
necklace as he stood there at first.

Chapter 2

My life went on with school, family and just one,
random sexual hook-up from the Internet. Funny, I
didn’t go back to the restroom on the north side of
campus. Just before Thanksgiving Mrs. Sevren called me
and said she had another job, was I interested? I said
yes. She asked when I could go over to discuss it. We
met later that day and she and her husband said they
have a family cabin in the foothills, three hours
away. They were planning a little family retreat and
wanted the cabin cleaned and prepared. They wanted to
know if I had three days to commit to it. It sounded
fun and I said yes, and then asked, when it would be
and who was going with me.

Hell yes my heart stopped (not really, but sometimes
I’m dramatic) when they said, “Sean is going with
you.” Yea, many visions, mostly sexual passed through
my mind in about two seconds. I said, “ok”.

The date was set and I was anxious the whole time
leading up to it. I had my bag including work clothes
and jumped into Sean’s 4x4 SUV. He played loud music,
which I never liked, but I just looked out the window.
After two hours we hit country type roads and later a
dirt road. Sean turned the music off and all was
quiet. Then he said, “was that your first time, in the
men’s room?” My cock went hard. I honestly said no. I
wanted to say more but froze.

Sean was quiet (damn, I like that name, Sean is so
sexy) and then asked how much I’d done. And away my
mouth went. I said I was bi, I knew it since grade
school, I discovered girls in junior high, I sucked my
cousin off many times over the years and my best
friend, his name was also David. I said David and I
were the first to fuck each other. I realized I was
talking too much, as is the case with me when I’m not
being shy.

Sean seemed to relax and said it was his first time
with a guy but he’d thought of being with guys for
years, since junior high school. I laughed and said,
“wow, I discovered girls in junior high and you
discovered boys”. It was quiet and then he asked me
some questions about ass fucking. He asked if it hurt,
if I liked giving or getting it more. He asked about
safe sex and if guys have to call a guy the next day
after fucking like we are supposed to do with girls.
He said he’s fucked girls since he was fifteen and for
a while in high school thought his girlfriend was
pregnant. She wasn’t but he got scared.

I had a boner as we talked and as we pulled up to the
cabin, he asked if I had a boner. I know I blushed and
said no, then said, “yea, yea I do”. He said, “me,
too”. We got out, unloaded our stuff, he showed me
around, he light a fire in the fireplace and I got to
work on the list his parents gave me. He added his
parents didn’t trust him to go up alone thinking he
wouldn’t work much or “just in case something bad
happened”. He said the rule is to never go in the
woods alone.

He said his job was to catch up on homework and
reports because he fell behind. He said he hated that
his dad checked on him with his instructors but said
he’d do the same with his son. He said he promised his
parents to get good grades and they were upset that
his grades were definitely mediocre. I laughed and
said I got high grades in all my classes. He punched
me in the arm and grinned.

I worked and he studies. It got dark and we had a
dinner of canned beans, rolls and other stuff. We
relaxed, talked about general stuff and then Sean got
up. He went to his SUV and brought out a cooler. He
took two beers from it and offered one to me. Being
Mr. Honest I said I wasn’t old enough to legally drink
in California. He grinned, said neither was he. He
opened his beer and drank. So did I. “Damn I thought
to myself, what a prissy little sissy I am, just be
cool and go along with it all”.

We looked at the fire and had miscellaneous chat.
After about an hour or more, we each had drunk three
beers and Sean handed out the fourth ones. He took a
big drink as I looked at him. I was certainly buzzed
and not used to drinking. He put his beer down and
said, “David, will you fuck me”. Yeah, I chocked on my
beer and coughed a lot. He came over to me and asked
if I was ok and hit me on the back. I never knew why
people do that because it never helps.

As he was doing that he said, “I think we should use a
condom” and added he brought some lube. There was no
more talk. I never thought it would go this way. I
stood quickly and just began to strip down to my
briefs. I love briefs and think they are so fucking
sexy. I jack off looking at myself in the mirror and
stare at my briefs. I love to undress a guy and find
briefs. Sean also got undressed, down to his boxers
where it was clear he was boned. I wished to myself
that he wore briefs.

He got lube and a rubber out of his bag. He handed
them to me with a look of, “you do it”. I lowered my
briefs, put some lube on my cock and then put the
condom on. I lubed it and asked if he thought about
what position he wanted it in. He thought and said,
“What do you think?" I thought and said, “how about
face down, with a pillow under your hips”. I began to
explain that he could relax more, and I began to
babble. He got close, put a finger on my lips, then
moved close and gave me a quick kiss on my lips. I
loved it but it was quick. He grinned and said,
“That’s my first boy kiss”.

I really felt like we should do some foreplay or stuff
but I was buzzed from the booze and was boned and
ready. So was he. I let him watch me slip out of my
briefs. I lowered his briefs and began to slip them
off. He said he wanted them just pulled down, if it
was ok. I smiled, took him into the bedroom nearby,
pulled the covers back, got a pillow and guided him
face down on it. I positioned the pillow under his
hips. I asked if he’s ever had anything up his ass. He
said his fingers and sometimes some carrots.

I pretended to get serious and asked for the
“dimensions and measurements of the carrots”. He
seemed shocked and then laughed. He said, “Thanks, I
needed to laugh”. I lubed his ass, a lot. I like that.
I slipped a finger in then pulled it out. I put it in
and added a second. He moaned and wiggled but when I
put my cock at his hole he tensed. I began to push and
he tensed more. I was so horny I just needed to get
off. I pushed more and he cried out, “It hurts, it
hurts, I was afraid of that”. I pulled back and just
lay on top of him.

I kissed the back of his neck and massaged his
shoulders. I rubbed my boner up and down his crack. I
said he was so sexy and I wanted him to remember “all
this”. I remembered to tell him to take some deep
breaths and try to relax. I slipped a finger in his
ass again and told him to think about our time in the
restroom. His head was turned to the left and I saw
his smile. I got back into position, told him I was
about to deflower him, and asked if he really wanted
this. As he answered, “yes, yes, yes” my cock slipped
in.

He said, “is it in, are you doing it”. My feelings got
hurt and I said, “Hey, I’m not THAT small”. He wiggled
his ass and said it felt so full. I asked if it hurt
and he said no. I slipped my cock in, a little at a
time until it was buried. Damn, it felt so good, so
hot. More than sexy-type hot, his rectum was hot and
it was wrapped around my cock. I looked down at him
and thought he was handsome even from the back. I
glanced at his boxers pulled down to his legs. I began
to pump. Slowly, at least for a little bit but well, I
was nineteen years old and well, I was so fucking
horny and buzzed.

I pumped him just from my hips for a while and then
lifted up so I just had my hands and my toes on the
bed. Being good with push-ups was paying off. I was
pumping and then just pounding him. My groin was
crashing into his ass. He moaned and slid up the bed a
bit with each of my driving forces. I’m sure I lasted
more than two minutes, or hope I did. I felt the
pressure build quickly and knew it was about to end. I
really wanted it to last more but then I got an image
in my mind of my cock shooting its juice into Sean.
Soon that’s just what happened.

I normally am somewhat quiet when I cum, I guess I’m
embarrassed to yell or stuff but this time I did yell.
I yelled loud and pounded him. I rammed him. I yelled.
My body tensed and I wanted it to last forever.
Visions quickly flashed through my mind of some prior
sexual encounters as my body tensed, relaxed and
tensed again. I felt my head spin, just a bit, and
then had a feeling of floating. I wondered if I would
pass out.

I feel on top of him, my cock still hard in his ass.
We both were still. I was catching my breath as I
rolled off to his left. I didn’t decide to do that, it
just happened. He rolled to his right side and began
to jack his cock faster than I had ever done mine.
Quickly he exploded, quietly. His cum shot far and
landed up by his head. His body tensed and held the
tension. His body was very attractive, toned and
interesting. I thought I’d like to explore it: slowly,
very slowly.

He suddenly got up and almost ran to the bathroom and
closed the door. I just lay there and first was
enjoying what had just happened and then my thoughts
of insecurity rushed in. Did I do something wrong? Why
did he so suddenly leave the room? Is he mad at me?
How will the next two days go? Was I stupid to come up
here with him? What if his parents find out? Oh hell,
why do I beat myself up so much? My hand found my cock
and played with it, and my nuts.

After a while I got up and tried the door to the
bathroom. It was unlocked and I saw Sean just sitting
on the toilet. He looked upset and I had no words. I
stood there for a few hours. Ok, not so but it seemed
like it. I walked up, gently pulled his head and
shoulders to my abs and held him. I got as close as I
could. I guided him to stand and took him to the other
room where his clothes were. I dressed him. I offered
him a beer but he shook his head. Then, my wise-ass
mouth activated. “Sean, do you want me to leave? I can
walk home”. He smiled, just a bit. I got dressed. I
said, “I guess we are supposed to pretend this never
happened, right?” Or should we be like girls and pour
our hearts out to each other, say we love each other
and then pretend it didn’t happen?” GRIN.

Sean got up, went to his bag with his laptop and his
school books, got them out and said he had a lot of
studying to do. I started on the list of chores I had.
So many things flooded through my mind but I was able
to focus on the chore list and that helped. After some
time, I don’t know how long, I went to Sean’s cooler
and got a beer out, opened it and began to drink. I
continued my chores and Sean was doing his schoolwork.

He had a good fire going in the wood stove. Between
that and the chores and the beer I was getting hot so,
“what the hell” I thought, I took my shirt off. As I
finished the beer I took my jeans and shoes off and
just worked in my briefs. Damn, I love briefs. I felt
sexy and I was sure Sean was stealing looks. Ok, I
hoped he was. Then I got another idea. I got two more
beers. I put a towel over my arm, like a waiter in a
fancy restaurant and served the beer to Sean, showing
him the label like it was a fine bottle of wine. He
grinned, took it, drank, checked me out, said nothing
and went back to work.

So did I. I was getting a lot done and was proud of
myself. The second beer was giving me a buzz. Yea, I’m
a lightweight, always have been. I guzzled the last
half so Sean could see it. I walked up behind him,
leaned in and hugged him. I then began to kiss his
neck and lightly bite it. Ummmmmmmmmm, my cock got
hard in my sexy briefs. Sean ignored me and kept
typing on the laptop.

I moved around to his left side, lifted my left leg
over his lap, pushed the table back with my butt and
sat on his lap, facing him. I massaged his chest
through his shirt, squeezed his shoulders and began to
undress him. He just sat there. Grinning and just sat
there. I got his shirts off and tried to open his belt
but things were too cramped. I then got a cramp in my
leg and fell to the side, onto the floor somewhat
yelling (yea, I was overacting) and squirming because
it really did hurt.

I finally got the cramp calmed and just didn’t know
what to do. I went around the room blowing out the
candles and oil lamps that had the room well lit. I
went to Sean, leaned in and kissed him on the lips. A
good, long, lingering and sexy kiss. He just sat
there. “Damn, what’s wrong with him, or me?” I
thought.

I was frustrated and said, “Sean, have you ever fucked
a guy?” He looked at me and said, “I told you before
you’re the first one I’ve been with.” I said that I
had thought of fucking guys and getting fucked for
years and bet he has too. I took him by the hand and
let him to the bedroom we used earlier. I took my time
undressing him the rest of the way. He was boned, very
boned in his boxers. “Damn, I wish he’d wear briefs”
and as I thought it I actually said it. He grinned.

There he was naked and boned. I got the lube, put a
rubber on his cock and lubed it. I stood on the bed
and put some lube on my ass. I looked at Sean over my
shoulder and slapped my ass several times. I lay face
down on the bed, a pillow under my hips as I had
positioned him before. I looked over my shoulder
waiting for him to take me. I thought he needed to
experience it and I was very horny again. He just
stood there, periodically touching his cock. Finally I
said, “dude, do it, you need to do this.”

He got on the bed, got on top of me, rubbed my back,
felt my ass and seemed to examine it. I was so anxious
and I wanted him in me. Finally he positioned his cock
at my hole and then just shoved it in. I jumped and
yelled, or moaned or made some noise. It hurt. He just
slipped his cock in deep neither fast nor slow. I took
some deep breaths and just tried to enjoy it. I
flashed back to the restroom meeting and the meeting
in his garage and the drive up there and the chat and
his first fucking.

He seemed to be focused on fucking me and it felt
good. At one point he asked, “Am I doing it right?” I
nodded, looked back and grinned. He was on his hands
and toes pumping me, just short of a pounding. It felt
so good; I could feel his cock in and out with each
pumping. I said, “Sean, just stop a minute with it all
the way in”. He said, “is something wrong?” I said,
“no, it’s just for the feeling of it, feeling your
cock in deep and holding it there.” He did it. I loved
it and he seemed to. He held it there for a while and
started pumping again.

I said, “Let it slip out and then put it back in, that
feels good, too.” He did that, pumped and did it
again, and a third time. I think he liked it. I told
him again to hold it deep and when he did I tensed my
ass muscles to squeeze his cock. I guess that was too
much for him because his body shook, then tensed, he
moaned and I thought he was cumming. He was. He
collapsed on top of me and I liked it. Hell no, I
loved it. Lots of thoughts slipped through my mind,
all about sex. I thought how hot it was for this sexy
boy to be on top of me with his cock in me.

I slipped my hand under myself and found my cock but
couldn’t stroke it so I held it. He rolled off and I
put him on his back and straddled his chest while I
knelt. I stroked my cock fast, super fast and came
pretty quick onto his chest with some of my load
landing on his face. I thought he might get mad so I
took some on my finger and tasted it. I asked, “Sean,
do you ever taste your cum?” he shook his head and I
said, “you should sometime, I read all guys do”. I
rubbed my cum into his chest and face and then rolled
off, lying next to him.

I leaned in and kissed him. I then lay with my head on
his shoulder and arm over his chest. I glanced down at
his cock with the rubber on it and his cum in it. He
was still hard and so was I. I wanted to say many
things but couldn’t so I just lie there. He stirred
and said he needed to go piss. I offered to help but
he said he could handle it. I heard him piss and heard
the shower. He came back, offered the shower to me and
said I had to be careful, as there was just a small
hot water tank. I took a quick shower and when I came
out he showed me to the second bedroom and said it was
mine. I said my thanks and “good night”. I kind of
hoped we’d sleep together and yea, I was a bit
disappointed.

I was tired and feel asleep right away. I got up to
piss a few hours later and looked into his room. I
wanted to slip in to his bed but was afraid he’d be
upset. I went back to sleep. It was light when I woke
again and got up. Sean was up, had a fire going and
was walking around in socks and his boxers. He had
coffee made and some pancakes. We ate silently. I sat
in socks and briefs. I wanted to talk to him, ask him
questions but I just didn’t. I hoped he wasn’t mad at
me but I felt I did the right thing by having him fuck
me. I thought he felt gay or like a sissy because I
fucked him. I knew he was one of the cool, hot,
masculine guys who was a leader rather than a
follower. His parents talked about all his girl
friends and his dad said he bought Sean a pack of
rubbers when Sean was 15.

We finally did some small talk, talked about
schoolwork, chores and were the pancakes good. I
wanted to touch him, hold him and kiss him but I
didn’t. I got up, I don’t know why but I got up. I
went to my bedroom and to my clothing bag. I took out
a pair of clean briefs. Hanes brand, a sexy, medium
blue, mid-rise pair. I brought them to the small
breakfast table, told Sean to stand. He did and I took
his boxers off. He was half hard. I wanted to suck him
but didn’t. I put my briefs on him, pulled them up and
turned him around. I said, “Much, much better; much
sexier”. He looked down and then said, “then you have
to wear my boxers” and he handed them to me. I shook
my head but handed the boxers to him. He got the hint
and pulled my briefs down (yea, I was boned) and off
and put his boxers on me. I felt so silly. I never
liked boxers for me or other guys, but what the hell;
it seemed to make him happy.

He went to sit on the small couch by the wood stove.
You could see the flames through a window. I sat next
to him. He said again that I couldn’t say anything to
anyone. “Not ever your best friend, got it?” I said I
didn’t really have a best friend but added I won’t
tell anyone. I reminded him I was not out and I was
bi. He said he wasn’t gay or bi; he was straight and
just experimenting. I said, “Ok, cool then”.

He then went on to ask me a lot of questions about
myself, about liking guys and girls and if I liked
fucking girls or guys more. He said stuff about
himself and how he always feels inferior or insecure
and always questioning himself and he thinks
everything he says is stupid and he doesn’t know why
others look up to him and say he’s cool when he’s not.
He talked and I listened.

Then he asked questions about how to know if a guy is
gay and did he look gay and would people know we had
done it. He finally wound down and looked more
relaxed. I moved over to him, pulled him close and his
hand onto my chest. I rubbed his neck and shoulder as
much as I could reach. Then he put a hand on my
package. I was actually surprised but was glad. He
squeezed my cock and then my balls. I was very hard
and throbbing. He got my cock out of the slit of the
boxers and seemed to examine my cock. I said, “the
first cock is always the best, Sean.” And I added,
“Did I tell you I think your name is very, very, very,
very, very, very sexy?”

He examined my cock some more and then, as I was
looking at his bod, at the fire and around the room I
felt him take my cock into his mouth. Ummmm, it was so
hot, so moist and I was so excited. I said, “be
careful to keep your teeth covered with your lips,
just go easy but take as much as you can.” I hoped
that was ok and he didn’t get mad at me for telling
him that. He did pretty good sucking his first cock
and I enjoyed it. He seemed to tire so I said, “my
turn”. I put him on the couch, sitting. I knelt in
front of him and mouthed his cock through my briefs
that he wore. I told him how sexy he was and that he
was sexier with briefs on. I made the briefs wet and
mouthed and bit his cock. I pulled the front of them
down and he lifted his ass so I pulled them down more.
I was taking his cock deep and all the way. He moaned
and said my name several times. Then he said, “Did I
tell you that I think David is very, very, very, very,
very, very, very, very sexy?”

I kept sucking and played with his balls. I tongued
his cock and nuts and massaged the root of his cock,
from the base to in front of his asshole. I took his
cock deep and pumped it with my fist under my lips. I
was totally engrossed with it and enjoying myself when
he suddenly blasted into my mouth. I didn’t pick up on
any warning signs but enjoyed the surprise. I
swallowed all of his juice and went back to sucking
him. Of course his cock was ready for a rest but I
wasn’t. I kept sucking and stroking him and it drove
him wild. He squirmed and kept saying, “Stop, stop, I
came, stop”. I kept it up and it became obvious that I
was teasing him.

I finally stopped. He asked, “Was I supposed to tell
you that I was going to cum?” He seemed sincere so I
said he didn’t have to but some guys want it or like
it. I added I thought it was sexy. He said, “Are you
going to cum, are you supposed to cum?” “How?” he
added and I realized I didn’t know how I wanted to
cum. I thought about standing in front of him and
shooting onto him again or shoving my cock into his
mouth or fucking him again.

I took his hand and spit in it. I worked up some more
spit and added more into his hand. I then sat on his
lap, my back to him. I brought his hand around to my
cock and put it on it. He got the idea and started to
jack me. He laughed and said it felt so weird doing
that, jacking a guy in that position. It was like
jacking himself. He got into it and I enjoyed it.
Being so excited I came fairly quickly. I leaned back
so the cum would shoot onto myself. There was a rug
under our feet and didn’t want to explain any stains.

He seemed to like me leaning back into him. I stood
with cum on my abs and chest. I looked at him, leaned
down and kissed him. I sat on his lap as I had done on
the chair, facing him. I took some of my cum from my
chest and tasted it. I took more and put it to his
lips. He sneered and I said, “just try it, try it.” he
licked quickly, squirmed his face and said “yuck”. I
said next time I’ll cum and you taste it before you
cum and I laughed. I always say when I’m jacking that
I’m going to eat my whole load but once I come I don’t
want to do it; we both laughed.

We cleaned up and I got back to my chores as Sean got
back to his schoolwork. At one point he came over and
put his necklace on me. I had to run to a mirror and
look at it. He said he saw me staring at it a lot and
I had to give it back before we left. I laughed and
said, “no way, this means we are going steady and I’m
telling everyone.” He glared, I laughed and promised
to give it back and stay quiet about our “studies and
chores”.

We had more sex and Sean seemed to enjoy it. I didn’t
but I was happy to make him happy. Ok, ok I LOVED it.
Before we drove away the last day I gave his necklace
back. We chatted about guy stuff, or I should gay guy
stuff until we got to a main, paved road. Then it was
like we were magically back to the straight world and
kept our secrets inside.

Sean and I played a bit from time to time and I guess
we were fuck buddies. We had some things in common and
actually did a few things with each other’s families.
I’ll tell you about some of our other hook-ups another
time. One of the things we did was meet in the
north-campus restroom and pretend we were strangers.
Sometimes if other guys were there cruising, we’d be
real blatant about it. Sometimes either Sean or I
would order the other to suck him and the other guy or
guys would be shocked. Once I ordered Sean to give me
his necklace because he came too fast when I sucked
him. He did and it had to blow the mind of the other
guy there.

Thanks for reading this; I hope you liked it. Damn,
Sean is a sexy guy. Oh, he started to wear briefs and
his girlfriends loved them. And yea, he wore a lot of
my briefs.

Chapter 3

It had been a while since Sean and I had seen each
other. We both had girlfriends and were busy with
various things including part time jobs. One Friday
morning I got up and checked my emails and was happy
to see one from Sean. He said that next week his
parents were going out of town for almost three days
and did I want to hang out with him for some of it. I
got an instant boner. I know I shouldn’t have assumed
it would be a sexual time but then, I sure wanted it
to be.

As I thought about my answer I touched my gold
necklace with my name on it. “David” was in a script
type font and it was just like Sean’s, which I thought
was so sexy. Sean’s parents had given it to me in
addition to paying me for the work and chores at the
cabin months earlier. They said Sean told them that I
really liked his so they got one for me.

One time I ran into Professor Sevren at the college
and he said since that time I was with Sean at the
cabin, Sean’s grades improved and they thought I was a
good a good influence on him.

I answered Sean’s email with a, “yea, that sound
cool”, response. He told me what time to be there and
I was right on time the following Friday. As soon as
he invited me in and closed the door he grabbed me by
the shirt and pushed me up against a wall. He held me
there by pushing his hips into my hips and he used
both hands to slap my face in fast succession. He
slapped lightly but briskly. He smiled and laughed and
pushed his hips into me. I never had anyone do that
before. At first I was shocked but real fast I liked
it. It stung but felt good. I got an instant boner.

He then leaned in and kissed me. Good, long and with
tongue. I was enjoying it and had no bad or insecure
thoughts. I looked, no I stared at his necklace:
“Sean”. I touched his chest and abs over his t-shirt.
He then turned and started to run upstairs, getting
undressed along the way. I laughed and yelled after
him, also getting undressed. There was a path of
discarded clothing items from two sexy, horny boys.
The last thing he took off were a pair of hot, blue
low-rise briefs. They were mine and he’d had them for
months. My briefs were the last to come off as I
entered his bedroom.

He went right into his bathroom, which was pretty big
and into the shower, barely pausing to turn on some
loud music that we both liked. He turned the water on
in the shower and we both gripped and groped each
other. We soaped each other and played with each
other’s bod. Of course we were both hard and
throbbing. We hugged and kissed and choked if we got
soap in our mouths. We faced each other with the hot
water pouring down on us. We were kissing deeply and
passionately.

Suddenly the music turned off. I thought there was a
power failure. We broke the kiss and looked through
the clear glass shower door. Through the steam we saw
his parents. We both froze as his dad said, “Sean, I
think we need to talk a bit” as his mom stared at us
and kept saying, “Oh dear God, Oh dear God, Oh dear
God, Oh dear God, Oh dear God”.

I wanted to die. His dad stood with his arms crossed
over his chest. It was hard to tell what he was
thinking. He said, “Sean, your mom and I both forgot
some things and since we were still in town we came
home. We were glad to see David’s car here. We called
out to you, and when we saw all the clothes along the
way, we thought maybe you were, well with one of your
girlfriends.”

His mom had her hands on her hips and let out a few
more, “Oh my God’s”. She was clearly angry. She said
they were democrats and they respected gays but not
her son, how could her son be gay. “Oh Sean, you’ve
always been a hit with the girls, when did you become
gay? And with David.” She looked at me and said,
“David did he make you do this?”

We were both naked and of course our boners
evaporated. We got out and each got a towel. His
parents went to his room. We followed. His dad said,
“David I know you want to run home but you are going
to stay so we can talk about this”. I blurted out that
it was all my fault and I had seduced Sean and he
didn’t want to do anything but I talked him into it
and he was talking about his girlfriends and having
sex with them and I got jealous “and I’m bi not gay”,
I said and it’s all my fault and don’t blame Sean and
I went on and on until Professor Sevren put his hand
on my shoulder and got me to stop talking. In place of
talking I began to cry a bit.
Sean’s mom asked, “Sean, is that true, what David
said?” Sean put his head down, sat on his bed. He was
silent and then said softly, “No mom, it’s not. We’ve
well, uh, fooled around for a few months now, from
time to time. It’s no more David’s fault than it is
mine.”

“And I’m not gay,” he added. His mom went on about if
he’s not gay why is he in the shower naked kissing a
boy. Ah, good question. Professor Sevren had his wife
sit on a chair at Sean’s desk. I wanted to run. The
tears sure were running down my face. Professor Sevren
used the towel I had around me to wipe my tears. He
said to calm down. I asked if they were going to call
my parents, like a little kid says when he gets in
trouble. Gee, I was 19, almost 20, but I felt like a
little kid.

Professor Sevren took out a folding chair from Sean’s
closet and had me sit. He sat next to Sean, on the bed
with an arm around Sean’s shoulder. He told everyone
to relax and said it’s not Sean’s fault but if he is
gay he is still his son, “100%” and he is always
welcome. Sean relaxed a bit and put his head on his
dad’s shoulder. My crying was pretty much stopped and
Mrs. Sevren said, “Why isn’t it Sean’s fault?”

Professor Sevren then said, “It runs in the family. My
dad was gay. He and my mom only had sex a few times.
Back then a guy couldn’t be gay so he got married to
prove he was straight. My mom was so religious she
didn’t know about sex and didn’t want it. My dad’s
business partner in the appliance store all those
years was also his lover. I found out when I was 19”.

He continued to say that his Uncle Joe was bisexual
and had tried to molest Professor Sevren several times
as after he turned eighteen. Uncle Joe was his dad’s
brother. He looked Sean in the eye and said he,
Professor Sevren, had no interest in men and he was
glad. He told Sean he was sorry he was burdened with
this because society makes it hard for gays and
bisexuals. He then asked Sean, “not that it really
matters, but son, do you know if you are gay or bi?”

Sean started to cry and said, “I’m pretty sure I’m bi
dad. I really mostly just thing about girls and I
really, really love sex with them. I love to hold them
and smell them but, sometimes I think of guys and I
just clicked with David and…” his voice trailed off. I
was afraid Sean was going to tell about our first
bathroom meeting.

Mr. Sevren stood and walked over to me. He hugged me
and said he didn’t know what my status was and it was
none of his business and wasn’t going to ask. He said
I’d done good work for them, it seemed I was a good
influence on Sean when I was around and they trusted
me, “other than that lie about you seducing Sean and
it not being his fault”, and he grinned. That story
says you respect Sean and that makes you a good
friend.

Sean’s mom stormed out of the room. His dad said he’d
leave us alone to talk if we wanted but whether now or
later, Sean and I needed to talk this out. He left.
Sean and I just staying where we were and neither of
us spoke. Finally I said, “Sean, I’m afraid to go out
and get my clothes.” Sean got up, went out and
returned with all of the clothes we had dropped along
the way.

We both got dressed quietly and I started towards the
door. I stopped, went back to Sean, gave him a hug and
tried to kiss him but he turned his head. I gave him
half a smile as though to say I wasn’t hurt by it and
I left. I drove around for a long time and finally
went home. When I got home my mom noticed I was upset
and asked why. I just said a friend at school got some
bad news and I was sad for him. I went to my room, lay
on my bed and softly cried before falling asleep.


Chapter 4

The phone rang and my mom called up that it was for
me. I was still waking up; I answered with a soft
“hello, this is David” (parent’s training and rules,
always ID yourself on the phone). When Professor
Sevren said who he was and could we talk for a moment,
I became instantly awake. He said he and his wife were
still going for their weekend trip and they told Sean
they were not mad at either of us; but it was a hell
of a shock to find us in the shower. All I could say
was, “yes sir, I understand sir, I’m sorry sir.”

He said what will be, will be. He wanted to be sure I
was going to be ok and he and his wife were going to
tell no one about what happened, it was private
business between Sean and I. He said it would be the
same for all the girls Sean has had over; they don’t
mention names. When he said that I felt a tiny twinge
of jealousy. He asked if I would call Sean and check
in on him while they were gone and that to be certain
in my mind I was not banned or considered unwelcome in
their home. I said I would call Sean but I wouldn’t
know what to say. He suggested that I say, “Hi Sean,
your parents asked me to call and check in on you but
I don’t know what to say.” We both kind of laughed and
I felt better.

We said goodbye and hung up and a second after the
phone rang again. I answered, “Hello, this is David.”
There was silence and I figured it was a computer
sales call and was about to hang up when I heard Sean
softly say, “uh, David, my parents, or really my dad
told me to call you but I don’t know what to say.” I
laughed. I calmed myself and he asked why the hell I
was laughing at him. I said not at him but …and I told
him about the call from his dad.

Sean asked me to meet him at a local fast food place
and I agreed. He was waiting outside of his car and
walked up to mine as I drove up. He said he was
starving and needed to “stress eat”. We went inside
and each ordered a hella bunch of food. He said he
wanted to go somewhere quiet so we got in his car and
drove to a park near a lake.

We began to dive into our food and I admit I felt
better. He slowed his eating and said that in the
beginning he just thought of me as a fuck buddy; a
cute fuck buddy, but a fuck buddy, as he grinned with
food in his mouth. He added he feels like we are
friends; not great or best friends but friends. He
said he has no one to talk to about his feelings for
guys and then he put his hand on my shoulder and I
felt my cock awaken in its cave. He swallowed his
food, looked me in the eyes and said, “David, you are
a hottie. I am attracted to you sexually. I want to
have more sex with you.” He said that last sentence
very slowly and deliberately. And my cock went to full
staff.

I swallowed the food in my mouth and Sean quickly
said, “Oh my God, Oh my God, did I offend you”
(sounded like his mom’s words). “I’m sorry David, I
didn’t mean to piss you off; I’m sorry, I talk too
much, I let too much out”, and he kept talking. I
chuckled and said he sounded like me. I do that all
the time. I put my hand on his shoulder, looked him in
the eye and said, “Sean, I feel exactly the same way”
as my other hand touched my necklace with “David” on
it. Then I realized Sean was doing the same thing with
his necklace.

We went back to eating and I said, real cool and
casual, “thanks Sean - for talking, I feel a lot
better. Oh, I have a boner”. He said, “You always have
a boner, you’re worse than me”. I looked around, it
was getting dark and no one was nearby so I reached
down and grabbed a quick feel of Sean’s package. We
finished eating and talked about other easier things
and I said I wished we were back in the shower again
and let my left hand rest on my groin. He said, “Well,
what more can happen?” we went back and forth with,
“should we”, “I don’t think we should”, “it’ll be ok”,
“what if the neighbors notice” and other silly stuff.

Finally I said, “what if I was a burglar and I forced
my way in and I attacked you and raped you?”

Sean said nothing but immediately started his car and
quickly drove back to my car at the fast food place.
He said to wait five minutes, the side door would be
unlocked and he couldn’t do anything if a mad criminal
attacked him and raped him. Damn, I always did love
role-playing but I never did it real time, just in
chat rooms. Well, ok, once. I hooked up with an older
guy and I pretended to be a bad boy who got spanked
and fucked.

I waited four minutes and drove over to Sean’s house.
I called my parents and said I was out with buds and
I’d be late, “unless I get arrested,” I added. My mom
laughed and said to stay fully sober or no driving. I
had a flashlight in my car and took it with me. The
outside lights were off and I went around to the side
door. It was open and I went in, locking it behind me.
I didn’t want a real burglar coming in and catching me
“raping” Sean. I was so boned and was enjoying the
role-play. I walked around inside the house looking
for evidence of where Sean was “innocently” waiting.

I went into his bedroom and saw him lying on his bed,
in my briefs that he wore, ass up. I went up to him
and said, “hey, where’s the jewelry and money?” he
jumped up quickly and pointed a gun at me. I froze and
almost shit my pants. He said, “So you’re the burglar
that’s been robbing our neighborhood”. I did realize
it wasn’t a real gun. It was a prop from his drama
class. He pretended to punch me in the face and in the
stomach. He pushed me onto the bed and got some rope
out and tied my hands together. He then said he was
going to teach me a lesson about robbing houses.

He pushed me onto my back and straddled my chest with
his legs as he knelt. I glanced down and saw a boner
in the briefs he wore. He began to slap my face, like
he had done earlier when he pinned me against the
wall. It stung a tiny bit but it was exciting. He
said, “I’m gonna make sure you always remember what
happened here”. He slipped down, yanked my shirt out
from my jeans and opened my belt. He forcefully opened
my jeans and zipper and yanked them down. He yanked my
briefs down too and grabbed my legs and pulled them to
the edge of the bed. He then rolled me over, face
down. My hands were tied. He stood so I could see him
put a rubber on after he lowered his briefs. He lubed
it and said, “this is what happens to robbers” and he
got behind me and fucked me. He was careful to enter,
gee, what a gentle rapist he was. This was all new to
me, being tied and “raped”. He pumped for a short time
and his body tensed, he drove deep and came. He’s
usually quiet about it but I knew. He pulled out and I
rolled myself over.

I reached down with my tied hands and began to jack
myself. He grabbed my hands and pulled them up and
said, “oh no, you’re not going to cum tonight”. My
eyes went wide and I began to beg, “Sean, PLEASE, I
need to nut bro, PLEEEEASE!” He laughed and got some
extra lube off his rubber-covered cock and began to
very slowly stroke my cock. I went wild squirming and
wiggling. I begged, I pleaded and tried to stroke
myself but he got another piece of rope and tied my
hands to the headboard. He stopped stroking me and
just left the room.

I was going crazy. I was thinking about him raping my
ass and how hot it was. I thought of other sexual
encounters with guys and girls. All that was stupid
because it made my cock throb more. It ached and so
did my chest from my heart pounding. (Ok, my chest
didn’t really ache – so I exaggerate sometimes). Sean
came back in and had his briefs pulled down, stroking
his cock. He had taken the rubber off. I begged him to
get me off. He asked if I wanted to suck his cock. I
jumped at the chance, “yes, yes, yes”, and opened my
mouth.

He brought his cock close to my mouth and then pulled
away and laughed. I threatened him, I made promises, I
begged. He was enjoying himself and I was so boned.
Finally he started to stroke me; and then stopped. I
begged and begged. He made me say things like I won’t
ever be a burglar again; Sean is the hottest hottie at
college; I dream of Sean’s cock in me, etc. then he
stroked me fast and I blasted. Some of it shot up onto
my face and my chest. My body just tensed, became rock
hard; my back arched, my legs tingled and I thought I
was going to pass out. My eyes jammed shut and then
went wide open. When my eyes were closed I saw colored
flashes of light. It had to be the best orgasm I ever
had.

Sean rolled me over, face down, climbed on and I felt
his cock enter me again. Damn! He was hard again. I
was sure he didn’t use a rubber and I didn’t care. He
fucked me with more control. He’d stop, lie on me and
kiss my back and feel my chest and abs under him. He
whispered that I was a “sexy boy” and my ass was as
tight as pussy. I lay there with my hands tied. I
loved it. I enjoyed it. When he’d stop pumping I’d
tense my ass muscles to grip his cock. He did like
that. I don’t know how long he stayed in me but he
finally came. It was less intense but more drawn out.
I had the thought we were beginning to learn to make
love rather than just fuck. Then I shook my head and
said I was sounding like a girl.

Sean finished cumming and just lay still on me. I
loved it. He finally pulled out and rolled me over. He
lubed my cock, which was hard again and straddled me
and lowered himself on my cock. DAMN! He slid down
slowly and I felt every inch of contact. He began to
ride me. Slowly at first, then a bit faster and
faster. He did it upright and leaning down over me. He
kissed me, sweetly, and bit my chest and nips lightly.
He rode me and I was bucking back. We made a great eye
contact, our eyes locked as he rode me. I felt the
first sign of explosion starting with the tingling in
my legs. It spread throughout my body. I was bucking
into him and I exploded. I felt my cum shooting its
first blast and he said, “David, I can feel your hot
cum in me”. He put his hand on his necklace and the
other on mine. I had the feeling that I was about to
pass out again. My whole body was tense and tingling
and it felt magical. I did a final thrust upward and
held it for about an hour – ok, for a good while
anyway. I finally collapsed.

Sean settled deep onto me and grinned his sexy grin.
He leaned in and put his hand on my necklace and
kissed me. He kissed my face and my neck. It felt so
good and I was happy that I had no bad or negative
thoughts. I felt good about me and being with him.

He slipped off of me and untied my hands. We lay on
our sides facing each other. We stroked our faces and
hair. We kissed. We touched our bods and cocks. We
were silent but there was nothing to say. We fell
asleep for a while, maybe twenty minutes. I awoke and
heard the shower running. Sean came in, leaned down
and kissed me. He began to lift me with an arm under
my neck and another under my legs. He carried me to
the shower and I loved it, and damn, my cock was hard
again. His was half-hard.

 

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