"I said that Mr. East has been admitted to the campus hospital. And he listed you as his roommate contact. Could you please come to the hospital?" The gentleman on the other end sounded calm but his words were nerve wrecking to me. "Sir?"
"Ye...yea I'll be there in a few moments." I hung my phone up and slid it into my pocket. I looked into John's eyes. "John, I'm so sorry." I said this and he smiled at me.
"Go, you have someone waiting for you." I smiled at him and hugged him and left the room just as worried as I had been with the phone call. I knew where the building was and so I was walking speedily toward that building. This wasn't suiting me very well, so I took off at a dash. I ran, and ran as hard as I could and I slammed on breaks right in front of the door. I was breathing hard and was doubled over with a stitch in my side.
After I caught my breath in a few seconds I walked in and looked around. I could see a nurse's station. I walked up to it and waited for the lady to acknowledge me, but she was on the phone. I was already agitated and didn't want to be ignored. I waited for a good moment, and when I saw the lady get comfortable and giggle, I cleared my throat. She glanced up at me, but tried to make seem like she was still oblivious. I slapped my hand on the counter, as I said 'excuse me'. The nurse jumped and looked up to me. She hung up the phone after saying good bye to the person.
"Sir you don't need to hit the counter to get my attention." She said snappily.
"And you don't need to ignore me, now where do I go to see a patient." I said angrily. My nerves were getting the best of me.
"I don't think that you..." She began maliciously. I raised my eyebrows, letting the anger flood my face. "...You can just tell me who you're looking for and I'll tell you where to go."
"Corey East." I said slowly, letting myself calm down.
"Room 217, but he is in with the doctor right now..." She began.
"Good that will be perfect." I said and began to walk down the hall. I got to the stairs and sprinted up them, rounding the corner to room 217. I knocked and waited for a greeting. A man called the invitation, and I walked in. Corey was lying in the bed with a black eye, a busted lip and wearing a night gown.
"Good afternoon, are you Ayden?" The doctor smiled at me.
"Yes, sir." I said slowly.
"Ok, well he should be ready to go home; I'll leave you two alone for a minute." The doctor walked out and the door clicked behind him. Corey wouldn't raise his eyes to look at me. He stared at his hands, and flicked his thumbs back and forth.
I walked around the bed and picked up his underwear, a soft black cotton pair of briefs. I sat down on the bed, trying to let my anger slip away.
"Corey, what happened?" I slowly fumbled the underwear, looking down.
"It was Ben, he was waiting for me when I got back today, he had heard that I had spent the night at your place and he didn't like it so he beat me. He locked me into my room, and when he left for class I crawled out the window and got here. I told them I fell while running through the park." He said.
"Well let's get you dressed your coming home with me, and don't give me any more of the 'he is my brother' bullshit. If he can beat you like this then he doesn't deserve you." I said sternly. I walked to beside the bed, took his hand. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and slid out of the bed. He winced; his ankle must have been bruised. He slowly put his weight down it and stood comfortably. I wrapped my arms around him, in a hug; I didn't want to be mad at him anymore. He slowly hugged me back, as we stood there with his arms around me, I slowly balanced him on his feet, and when I was comfortable that he could stand on his own, I released him. I stooped to pick up his underwear that I had dropped; I walked around picking up his clothes that had been lain about.
I turned to face him, and he grimaced as he reached behind himself and untied his gown. It fluttered over his arms and drifted to the ground. My eyes slowly drifted down his chest. He watched me as I did, but I had no time for what he was watching. My eyes were taking in his Adonis-like body. It was soft and tan, with each ripple of muscle flowing like hills, he a slight cut leading to his hips with a white line cutting where his tan ended. He had a very light colored tan line where he had worn Speedos in the sun. There was a dark dusting of hair, which was perfectly trimmed to be right over his glory. His tan picked up at his legs, and his skin flowed graciously down to his feet. His foot, it was bruised and slightly swollen.
I wanted him, but then as my eyes rose back to match his own, anger flooded my thoughts again. Not just with Ben either, what he did was horrible, but Corey had wronged me on another level. He had hurt me and I wasn't going to forgive and forget just because his brother was an asshole to him. A small part of me thought that I was being ridiculous, and another part of me thought I should just walk out and leave him, but I knew that I couldn't do that. Deep down, I had fallen for him.
"You ready?" I asked as he slipped on his sandal. He looked up and nodded timidly. Forty-five minutes later we were leaving the hospital. It had taken a small part of that to get him dressed, and another small part to sign him out. But then the staff wanted to argue with me whether or not he needed a wheel chair, and seeing as they had the "I'm-a-medical-professional-and-your-not" attitude, we left with out one. Walking very slowly we made it to my dorm, without anyone noticing us, of course it helped that everyone was still in classes. It hit me then that this was the strangest school on earth, calling student cell phones during class, and releasing a beaten individual to a near stranger's care. Of course I couldn't say I approved of the administration.
We walked in and I sat him down on my bed and went the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and just stared at myself. Why was I angry with him, he was so young and innocent and didn't know about love...hell...I don't even know about love like this. If it scares me then why would I expect any less from him? The fact that he had tried to do what he felt was right, amazed me.
I stuck my head out the door and he was lying down on the bed, awake.
"I'm going to take a shower ok? The door is locked...will you be ok?" he nodded and I pulled my head back into the bathroom. I slowly stripped my clothes off a piece at a time. My shirt fluttered over my head, making me close my eyes; how long had it been since I had a warm body that cared about me? Particularly one as gorgeous as him. My pants slid down my legs and I felt my muscles tight against them, stressed. I kicked my underwear off and stepped into the shower. The water cascaded down my body, and I felt as if each drop was medicine, cleaning a week's worth of stress and anger away. I didn't want to be angry with him. He was mine and I wanted to keep it that way.
I got out of the shower and grabbed my towel. Drying off and wrapping it around me I walked out of the bathroom, to find Corey standing looking out the window. How long had I been in there? I didn't know or care, he was here and I was going to make up for my anger.
I walked up behind him with my towel wrapped around me. I reached my arms around his waist and hooked his hips on either side so I was hugging him from behind. He jumped at first and the settled into my chest. He was slightly cold and shivering, at least I thought it was from the cold. He wrapped his arms around mine and I felt him shudder.
"You know it's not safe for you to be at the window, someone might see you." I said gently.
"I don't care anymore..." he said slowly "...let them." He added in a whisper.
He turned around slowly and looked at my chest and muttered a nervous oh. I wasn't going to do anything with him that he didn't initiate, I had already determined that. He wrapped his arms around me and I pulled him into my chest so that his head was resting on my chest. I felt his hands on my back, and a chill ran across my body ending between my legs. I felt blood being directed to my dick and I fought to keep this a passionate moment, somehow my dick listened to me and softened back under my control.
I felt his hands slide down my back feeling each contour and muscle. His hands reached the towel and they stopped. He rested his hands there for a moment and then, with a deep breath, he tugged at the towel gently until he felt my twist loosen. The towel unraveled between us and fell to the floor. I could feel his hands explore my ass cheeks and my dick began again, this time ignoring my pleas.
He backed up and looked me up and down; I stood there with my hands by my side as if waiting his approval. He slowly reached out and to touch my smooth chest, a single finger slid from my pectoral to my nipple and to the other side, and again. I wrapped my hand around his, and kissed the finger and then moved closer, kissing him on the lips.
I leaned into his ear to whisper. "I don't want you to do anything that you don't want to do."
He leaned back with a devilish smile and pulled his shirt over his head quickly. His pants he fumbled with for a second and then hopped out of them gently, so he didn't hurt his foot. His underwear was tented, in response to my now almost completely hard dick. His underwear was peeled off quickly and as soon as that he was standing in front of me naked.
I wrapped my hands around him and pulled him toward me again, letting the skin on our bodies melt into each other. He was cool and soft. I felt the silkiness of his skin slid on mine like water. He kissed my neck, and nibbled on his ear sending a chill down both of our spines. My hands were gently cupped on his ass cheeks, and his were softly running the length of my shoulders. He stopped kissing my neck and began to kiss down my chest. He knew what he was doing and yet remained innocent in my thoughts.
His lips reached my dick and it sprang to full salute, it didn't have far to go. He kissed the head and the length of it down to the base. He teased it with his tongue as he felt the texture, as if memorizing it. I leaned back, as ecstasy flooded through my blood. The passion I already felt for him was mixing with what he was doing to me. He was young and inexperienced but his playing was working better than anything anyone had ever done.
He left my dick alone and kissed his way up my chest again. I slid my hands down his back and massaged his ass. I rolled so that I was on top of him, but never breaking the kiss that we were passionately sharing. I slid down his kissing his chest and taking a moment to nibble on nipple sending the boy bucking. Before I could make it down his stomach he grabbed me by the neck and pulled me back up.
"No...I want you to take me." He whispered blushing. I could tell he didn't know how to say it. The way he said it made me want to laugh but I smiled and kissed him again.
I leaned in next to his ear and whispered. "Your wish..." I nibbled on his ear gently. "...is my command."
I reached over him and opened the drawer to my night stand. I hit me how cliché it was but I took out a condom and a bottle of lotion. I slid backward so that I was now between his legs. I was rock hard so I had no trouble rolling the condom on, and wasn't going to lose it. I wanted to do something that I had had done to me but never done to anyone before, that I knew would be a ton of pleasure and lube. I lifted his legs and pressed them gently toward his chest; and he squeezed his eyes shut. I leaned forward and placed my tongue in his crack, and drove my tongue into his tight hole.
To my surprise I couldn't taste anything, which was my primary fear for never doing this before. I felt him shudder violently around me, and gasp deeply. Saliva was rolling down his skin, and I knew that he was ready.
I rose back up and he was smiling up at me, I knew I had pleased him as well as I could hope to with my tongue. I placed the head of my now rubber wrapped dick at his hole and he tensed and I could see his hole close up tight.
"Take a deep breath and try and relax." I whispered at him. I saw his chest rise and fall and he body relaxed. I pushed at his hole and felt his resistance. I could see that he was fighting both me and his coming pain. I watched as the head of my dick slowly disappeared a bit at a time. I saw him taking several deep breathes at a time. The head was in and I felt him close around my shaft. I stopped as I saw him grimace and start to pull away.
"Oh wow... it hurts..." he breathed. "I'm okay!" he said as I start the back up. I didn't get anything out before he grabbed my wrist. "I'm okay." He breathed again. "I want this, keep going...slowly." He grimaced, and cracked a grin and took a deep breath. I felt him relax around me, and I slowly pushed a little bit into him farther. He winced and took another deep breath. I stopped and let him relax again.
It went like this for a few moments, and I had kept my eyes on his face for pain. It wasn't until I realized his skin was against mine that I realized I was completely in. He had obviously felt it to because he opened his eyes and smiled up to me, and with a deep breath he said. "Slowly."
I slowly started to pull backwards and I watched as his eyes rolled into the back of his head; now that the pain was over, strange pleasure was coursing through his body. I slowly began to push back and in and I felt him open up and push against me, matching our rhythms, we began to send pleasure through each other's body. I would push forward as he pushed against me and I felt as if my dick was being sucked into a soothing liquid gel.
This, combined with the passion in my heart, sent me over the edge quicker than anything I had ever experienced. I felt myself tense and I accidentally bucked hard into him and held the position as my body released several powerful shots of fluid into the condom. I felt him jerk and saw that his cock was leaking, I reached forward and twirled my finger through his cum, and massaged his chest. I collapsed beside him and he nestled himself right into my chest. I wrapped him into a gracious hug, and whispered into his ear.
"I think I love you." I could see him smile and he buried his head into my chest.
"I love you too." was the muffled response.
We laid like that for awhile before I suggest we both go clean up in the shower. We showered together, and we dressed in lounging clothes. The weekend was coming on and we had received permissions to skip Friday's classes, so we were prepared for a long three day weekend.
It was Friday morning when I woke to go into the kitchen. I turned the door knob and as the door slowly opened I saw two people on the couch, cuddling...asleep. A closer look and I realized Cameron was wrapped up in the arms of someone. I blinked and looked again...he was wrapped up in the arms of Ben East.
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