This is based on a true story and is quite autobiographical. It takes place at a well-known university in California, hence the title. Usual disclaimers about whether or not you should be reading this. I would be delighted to hear from you with feedback at e28technik@hotmail.com
Erik struggled mightily as he put up the 8th rep of his bench pressing set. The bar moved slowly but inexorably upward as the muscles in his arms and chest rippled with the exertion. He finally got the bar up and rested it on the rack, sat up in one fluid motion and rested his elbows on his knees. He wore a plain white undershirt and dark blue Adidas basketball shorts, along with Nike shox shoes. Though he was gay, he wasn't out, and prided himself on being detectably gay only to other gays. His friends were straight, and he didn't want them to know, so he kept that part of his life very separate from them.
He was a sophomore in college, and was also a track and field athlete, though the season had just ended, and he had decided that he wouldn't run again next year because it was too much of a time commitment and not enough fun. Physically, he was quite good looking. He had played soccer and run track in high school, and was the captain of the sprinter squad. He was a sprinter and had the quintessential sprinter build: strong, powerful legs, with large but well-formed quads. His upper body was formidable, and he was quite solidly built overall. His butt was regarded to be outstanding by others, though he didn't know it at the time because frankly, he hadn't paid that much attention to it. But it was shapely and round, as well as being firm and almost completely free of hair. He imagined that he had his mother to thank for that because she was half Chinese and half Japanese. He was glad he'd gotten his mother's legs, while his older brother had gotten his father's legs, which he and his mother referred to as chicken legs. His father was white, and thus Erik had eyes that ranged from grey to green depending on the conditions, which complemented his short brown hair. Both of his parents had wide shoulders, which he inherited, and he had a narrow waist, resulting in a pronounced V effect. He had recently measured and was pleased to find that his waist was 29 inches and his chest was 42 inches. He had been a bit chubby as an adolescent, and thus noted with great relish when he developed a six-pack, which was by now exceptional. His chest responded well to time spent in the gym, and even in high school , his closest friend that was a girl (on whom he'd had a crush in middle school before figuring out he was gay) would joke with him by placing her hands on his chest and saying "you have huge pectorals!" They curved out from his rib cage but he had very low body fat so you could see his ribs slightly, below his pecs. His shoulders and arms were shapely, but not enormous, though he was working on that now that running season was over. His favorite part of his body though, was what he referred to as "sex muscles", the muscles that started just above his hip and curved down to converge at his groin. His were prominent, and he purposely wore his pants or shorts low enough to show them off whenever he could. He had little body hair anywhere, and the girls in high school would ask him if he shaved his arms and moisturized because his forearms were so smooth. He did not. Even his upper legs had minimal hair, though he had some hair on his calves.
Erik's face was equally attractive. He had high prominent cheekbones, and his facial features were obviously influenced by his Asian background, less extreme because of his white half. His lips were full and his nose slightly aquiline. He wore his hair brushed forward and spiked slightly at the front, but was usually too lazy to use gel.
The sweat beaded on his forehead as he regained his breath as he sat on the bench. At the gym, he liked to watch the guys, though it also tortured him because he assumed most were straight, especially the hot ones. Although he watched them unashamedly, he was shy, and would certainly have never gone up to any of them to introduce himself. As he recovered, a boy walked by that Erik immediately pinned as gay. He was about two inches little taller than Erik's 5'11" height, but was more slimly built. Erik guessed they both weighed about the same amount, 165lbs. He wore red soccer shorts without pockets, which showed off more of his thighs. In many ways, he was like a vertically stretched version of Erik. He was defined but slimmer in almost every respect, but still well formed, particularly his butt, which Erik noted was particularly well shown off by his shorts. Erik also noticed the outline of some highly cut briefs cutting diagonally across the boy's butt cheeks, which were lovely in profile and from dead astern. The boy had relatively pale skin, but with an olive rather than rosy hue. He listened to an iPod nano as he walked in the direction of the dumbbells, and wore a sleeveless tank top with large armholes that showed off the side of his torso. His torso was long and lean, and his abs were not quite as defined as Erik's. Erik could tell that the boy buzzed his leg hair because it was uniformly short. His face was striking, with high cheekbones, carefully plucked eyebrows, and hazel colored eyes. His lips were quite red, and were fuller than average, though not as full as Erik's. His nose was straight, and well, perfect. He wore his relatively short hair in a carefully gelled faux-hawk.
Erik's eyes and head followed the boy as he walked by, though the boy appeared not to notice. Erik decided that the boy was unequivocally gorgeous. They saw one another several more times at the gym that day, even venturing to briefly make eye contact a few times. The last thing in Erik's routine was always to do ab exercises on the mats. It was 3:30 in the afternoon, and it was always crowded then because most of the classes finished at 3:05. It was a Tuesday, which was as crowded as any other weekday, and he had to wait by the mats for a space to open. In the middle of his V-ups, a space opened next to him, and the boy came and lay down to do his ab workout. Erik played it cool and pretended not to notice, though at one point, they were lying next to one another and had their heads turned towards one another and made eye contact, which Erik consciously held for longer than made him comfortable. Erik's ab workout was longer, and the boy finished his own and got up. Erik rolled over to do the plank, which was always his last thing, and got up to leave. He went upstairs (the gym was in the basement), and unlocked his bicycle, a beautiful yellow Bianchi road bike that he had purchased a few weeks earlier.
It was a beautiful sunny afternoon in May, the kind for which California is famous, and Erik rode back to his dorm. He rode by a boy and a girl who were walking and talking, without noticing them, and turned into the bicycle parking area of his dorm. He spent the afternoon doing homework and as he worked, he received a text message from Tom, a boy with whom he'd hooked up a couple times over the previous month or two. "roommate gone tonight, wanna come over?" "sure what time?" "he's headed out after dinner," "K, just let me know when he leaves"
Erik really enjoyed Tom. Tom was a junior, and was half Korean and half Brazilian black, and had an infectious smile and a gorgeous cock. He was urbane, well-spoken, and dressed well, and evidently came from a family with a fair amount of money. He seemed to identify with his black side more, and would hang out with a group of like-minded primarily black kids who represented a blend of the polished intelligence necessary to be at such a high caliber university, as well as a strong sense of their identities as black individuals.
Tom was not as defined as Erik, but was bigger overall. He was about the same height, perhaps a bit shorter, but weighed 20 pounds more. His arms were large, which Erik loved, especially to grab onto. Erik had never been with anyone that was larger than he was, in terms of build, and it was something he had been yearning to do for quite a while, at least by the standards of a twenty year old. Tom was also a total top, which Erik found turned him on more than he ever would have expected. The sex had been incredibly hot in the past, and Erik was looking forward to it.
After dinner, Erik took a quick shower and then did homework until he heard from Tom. It was still a bit light out as Erik rode his bike over to Tom's dorm, and it was a warm and pleasant evening. Erik had the drill down, and came in the sliding door from the back porch. Tom wasn't out either and didn't want to risk Erik coming in through the hall and front door since he was friends with a lot of his neighbors. Tom's dorm was widely known as the warmest dorm on campus, and without air conditioning, it was necessary to keep the door open most of the time, especially on hot days like today.
The lights were out already when Erik came in, and Tom had obviously emerged from the shower recently, wearing only shorts and flip flops, and his hair still wet and tousled. He smelled of Old Spice. He was sitting at his computer and Erik went over and sat on his lap facing him. Erik gave him a peck and said "hey stranger, how ya been?" "hey you, pretty good, how bout you?" "oh you know, school. I missed you" "aw thanks, I missed you too" Tom put his hands on Erik's waist, just above his hips and gave him a squeeze. Erik leaned in and kissed Tom, this time more intensely and put his hands on Tom's bulging shoulders. The kiss drew out and became more intense as it became more of a French kiss. Tom was usually on the aggressive side and this was no exception. He pushed his tongue into Erik's mouth and Erik squirmed a little in enjoyment. Tom began to feel up Erik's back, and pulled Erik onto him more. Erik's hands explored Tom's arms and chest, eventually ending up with his hands on either side of Tom's neck as he pulled them closer still. Erik knew how to push Tom's buttons, and began to grind on Tom's dick, which was already most of the way hard. "yeah boy" Tom moaned through their kiss. He was pretty good at pushing Erik's buttons too, and broke of the kiss and worked his way over to one of Erik's ears, which he began to lick. Erik let out a moan and Tom shushed him. "The door is open!" "Sorry, it felt good" Erik defended.
They continued to kiss and explore each others' bodies. Tom removed Erik's shirt and threw it off somewhere on the floor. He palmed Erik's pecs, and then felt his hands down his abs, tracing their outline and squeezing Erik's torso. He kissed a path that followed that of his hands, Erik intensified his grinding on Tom's crotch without really meaning to. Their kissing and touching became more intense. Tom placed his hands under Erik's hamstrings grabbed onto him as he stood up, with Erik holding onto him around the neck. Erik continued to kiss Tom, apparently oblivious to the fact that he was being relocated. Tom carried Erik over to the bed and placed him on it, and then stood and pulled his dick out of his shorts.
His 8" cock was slightly curved to one side, and it was unusually thick. Erik remembered how much he liked the way in which it filled his mouth so completely. He admired it briefly before darting his tongue out to lick the tip. Instead of starting at the head, he went for the base on the underside, just where Tom's low hanging balls attached. Erik licked with increasing intensity, working his way toward the tip of Tom's dick. He paused to focus on the area just before the start of the head, on the underside, an area that Tom particularly liked.
Tom grabbed Erik's head and pushed his dick into his mouth. Erik was still wearing jeans, and reached down to rub his own cock through his jeans, as Tom slowly thrust his dick into Erik's mouth. Erik increased the pace, and reached up to Tom's naked ass and pulled it towards him, pushing Tom's dick deeper inside his mouth. The tip of Tom's dick began to bottom out at the back of Erik's throat, so Tom let up a bit. Erik grabbed Tom's hips and slowly pushed his head down farther, so that Tom's dick started to enter his throat. Tom moaned and grabbed Erik's head and pushed his dick all the way in, so Erik's nose was touching Tom's pubic bone. Erik started to gag but concentrated on getting control of it. His eyes watered a bit but he stuck with it. He began to undo his belt and pants.
Tom let him off his dick so he could regain his composure, and Erik resumed his previous regular rhythm of sucking Tom's cock. With Tom's dick still in his mouth, Erik began removing his pants. He was wearing a pair of turquoise Unico bikini briefs, and there was a tremendous wet spot from his precum.
Tom pulled his dick out Erik's mouth, and held Erik's head back with his hand. Erik kept his mouth open with his tongue part way out, and Tom slapped his thick meat on Erik's tongue, lips, and cheeks. "unnnnnnh" Erik moaned. "you like that boy?" "yeeeeaa" Erik seemed no longer to be fully conscious. He was getting really into it. "Lie down" Erik obeyed. "Good boy". He pulled off Erik's underwear, exposing his 7" cock, and stuck out his hand in front of Erik's face. "Spit." Erik obeyed, and Tom reached down, grazing his balls, and started to finger Erik's asshole. Erik tilted his head back and moaned softly, and Tom bent down and kissed him, as much to muffle the sound as anything else, while continuing to finger his ass. With his free hand, he reached between the bedframe and mattress and pulled out some lube and condoms. He began to curl his middle finger into Erik's ass, and Erik's moaning intensified. He began to arch his lower back and stroke his cock. "more" he whispered breathily. Tom added his index finger into Erik's ass and he said, louder, "fuck yea, your hole is so tight." Erik moaned louder began to push down onto Tom's fingers. With his free hand, he pulled Tom down to him and kissed him forcefully. He then reached over to Tom's dick and squeezed it. "Fuck me", he whispered.
That was all the encouragement that Tom needed. He relocated himself between Erik's legs, and kneeled as put on a condom. He opened the lube and applied some to his dick and to Erik's ass. It really turned him on to finger Erik. He still wasn't that comfortable with being gay, and so it still felt weird to him, but perhaps this was part of the appeal. He way Erik moaned and his hole quivered and flexed made Tom's dick so hard that it hurt. He wanted to just grab Erik and squeeze him and hold him down and do all sorts of other things to him. He spread Erik's legs, and Erik wrapped them around Tom's waist. Tom held himself up with his arms over Erik as he guided his rock hard cock to Erik's hole. Erik exhaled and relaxed as Tom pushed the tip of his dick in. It slid in easily thanks to the lube, and Erik gasped and reached his arms up and gripped Tom's shoulders and arms. They made eye contact and Erik smiled. Tom inched in slowly as Erik moaned.
"You're so thick" Erik whispered in astonishment. He breathed deeply as he adjusted, but then suddenly he reached down and grabbed Tom's waist and pulled Tom into him. Tom thrust into Erik's ass, and Erik yelped in pleasure and smiled to indicate to Tom that he was enjoying himself. "Shhhhhh!!!" Tom chided him. He reached onto the floor and picked up Erik's underwear and inserted one end into Erik's mouth, and fed more of it in with his thumb. He began to thrust more regularly, and though Erik's moans were muffled by his underwear in his mouth, Tom could tell he was loving it. His head rolled back and he stroked furiously at his cock with his left hand as his right hand grabbed at whatever part of Tom's body he could. He reached around Tom's torso and grabbed his back and tightened his grip. The tips of his fingers turned white as he gripped Tom harder. His hands descended to Tom's ass and he began to pull Tom into him more.
"Oh you want more?" Tom asked. Erik nodded earnestly, with big almost puppy dog eyes as he looked beggingly up at Tom. "You got it boy." Tom pushed his dick in as far as it would go, until it bottomed out and his balls met Erik's ass. He flexed it for good measure, and Erik groaned as he clenched down on Tom's dick, and clenched his hands on the back of Tom's legs, right at the top where they met the bottom of his butt. He could feel some dampness from sweat. "Yea take it! Take that big thick dick in your ass big, boy", Tom cheered him. Tom backed his dick about two-thirds of the way out and then slid all the way in hard, to the hilt again. His balls slapped Erik's ass audibly. He repeated this several times, and each time Erik would tense and grip something, anything that was handy, as he groaned. Tom settled into a regular pace, plowing Erik's ass. As Erik began to feel short of breath and pulled the underwear from his mouth so he could breathe better. "Give it to me! Fuckin' pound my hole!" Erik begged him. Those words seemed to trigger something in Tom, who began to fuck Erik with even more intensity. Erik gripped Tom's back again, to find it soaked with sweat. His forehead was also covered with sweat, as he went at Erik's ass. Erik looked down to find a pool of precum the size of a quarter on his abdomen, and swiped some of it onto his thumb, which he then put in Tom's mouth. The rest of it he smeared on his own dick as began to stroke it. The taste of Erik's precum, and the thought that he had fucked it out of him, drove Tom wild and he went to town. Erik began to moan and groan loudly, and at this point, Tom no longer cared. "Yea, fuck me, fuuuck mee!" A few drops of sweat dripped from Tom's head onto Erik's chest, and he actually liked it.
Erik moaned animalistically, and suddenly his facial expression became more serious as he pulled Tom down to his face and bit his lip. "I'm going to cuummm!" Tom kept on keeping on as the first wave of Erik's orgasm swept over him. He tried to resist it to draw out the feeling as much as possible, and then shot the first ribbon of cum, which shot over his left shoulder, and made a soft "plop" sort of sound as it landed on the covers next to his ear. The second and third shots landed on his face, some of which went in his mouth, which was agape as he gasped in pleasure. At this point Tom pulled out of Erik frantically and tore the condom off, but not before shooting his first squirt inside of it. "Fuck yeah!" he grunted as he showered Erik with 5 more squirts of cum. As he came, he made an effort to move up higher so more of it would go on Erik's chest and face. And on his face it went. Some of it squirted in his hair, and his eyelid and eyebrows, and dripped down the side of his face and into his ear. His neck and the underside of his chin were soaked, and there was a puddle of cum between his pecs, just above his abs.
Tom collapsed on him in a sweaty cummy mess. Both were completely out of breath, and laid there panting for at least a full two minutes. Erik wrapped his arms around Tom and felt that the nape of his neck, and his head, and his back were soaked with sweat. They laid there in each other's arms for several more minutes.
"Whoa" was all Erik could say. "Good work", he told Tom. "Thanks bro, you're a real champ. Shall we go get cleaned up?" asked Tom.
They rinsed off in a cool shower before returning to Tom's and his roomate's room. Erik dressed, but didn't feel like putting on his bodily fluid-ized underwear so he decided to freeball it and pocketed his underwear. Tom put on the same pair of shorts he had been wearing before. Erik kissed Tom and hugged him. "Thanks, that was really fun" , he said. "Mm hm!" Tom agreed. "Any time!"
When Erik got home, he checked his email and saw one with the subject line "Kai XXXXX has added you as a friend on Facebook". Included in the friend request was the message: "So i was looking through benj miller's friends cuz he friended me awhile back and thought i recognized you from the gym? i think? haha.. i dunno, just procrastinatin as usual :)."
Erik checked out his Facebook page, and indeed, it was the boy from the gym. He passed the standard Facebook tests of normalcy, attractiveness, social adjustment, friend quantities, etc., so Erik wrote him back and they exchanged IM's. They chatted until much too late (especially because Erik had class the ungodly early hour of 10AM), and agreed to meet the following evening. Kai had a linear algebra midterm from 7PM to 10PM, so they agreed to meet shortly afterwards.