Tracy knew what he was doing. Each stroke, he reached further. He felt the muscles in his back strain, his shoulders too. He breathed in deeply and held it before releasing his lungs. Then he gasped again. His buttocks flexed. Tracy loved the feeling of his glutamous maximus pulling, tensing and releasing.
Each thigh worked hard. Each reach pulled him toward the goal. His chest flexed with each stretch. And soon he would push his legs to repeat his efforts. There wasn't a deadline, his gut may wanted him to stop and release it's tightened grip on his internal organs, but Tracy held back.
The sounds rushed in his ears, his brain fixated on the images they had harbored since that morning. And He knew when it was all over, he would be exhausted. But there was the evening ahead and the night. He looked forward to the night.
"Hey you're gay right?" Morgan had asked. They stood next to each other in line for dorm assignments. "Uh yea" Tracy nodded to the tall, fresh faced, brown colored crew cut guy.
"Wanna?" Morgan asked.
"Sure why not?" Tracy's eyes had already traveled down the bare chest and stomach to the boy's crotch. His open shirt allowed the view. His bulge tempted Tracy with the promise of another view.
"We uh need to room together, we're gay" Morgan said to the woman. She looked up at each one of them. "It's already assigned but I guess we can swap" she smiled.
Tracy felt his face blush but he smiled hoping the lady would sympathize with their desire not to room with some anti-gay redneck.
"Here you go boys, be safe" she smiled.
Tracy remembered the "be safe" comment. "Would they have sex?" He wondered, or would they just be great roommates and friends with something in common they could laugh about, joke even and cruise the campus with similar viewpoints?
It was weeks and months later. They were still friends. Their late night temptations occurred and they obliged them. There weren't any complications. They met each other's dates now and then. Tracy entered the room they shared after a late night campus encounter.
Morgan wasn't alone. He stripped down and got in his bed as quietly as possible, hoping for a morning view of whoever Morgan was sexing.
Morgan discovered Tracy giving a neighboring classmate oral sex now and then too. He would laugh and leave or when Tracy signaled, kneel and add a second tongue to the pleasure of whoever was enjoying their sexual expertise.
"We better slow down man, word is getting around" Tracy once said to Morgan as they lay on the grass watching those who walked by.
"How about that one?" Morgan replied diverting attention back to their favorite practice.
"Had him" Tracy said. "That one?" "Had him" "And that one?" "Want him" "Can't I had him" they laughed at their game sizing up the bulges, faces, bodies and buttocks of the equally young and sexy students that paraded by.
He finished. It was over and he gasped for breath. Every muscle had tensed, every one tightened so hard each strained. Tracy was glad it was done. He did it every day but that afternoon was something special. He had to show off, he liked showing off.
He grabbed the edge and pulled his body up. Liquid dripped from his nipples, belly, crotch and legs as he did so.
"Looking good out there" Unca Doug said. He wasn't really Morgan's Uncle but that's what the boy called him.
"Hey he's uh one of my guys" Morgan said "Coming here, but I gotta go to the meet. Will you entertain him while I'm gone? I'll come in late and meet you at the hotel." Morgan said "Maybe we can do a threesome" he laughed.
They had both enjoyed sex with each other and thirds before. Freshmen were anxious to experiement, even those who called themselves straight.
"College was where you try everything" Tracy had said.
Tracy had heard stories about Morgan's Unca Doug before. An older man who liked college kids the man not only provided sexual fun but financial support. Morgan had been kicked out of his own house once his Dad discovered he was gay.
He carried bags and books to Doug's house offering to be his houseboy "or whatever it takes" to move into the room above the garage. Instead his Unca Doug welcomed him into his house for Morgan's final year in high school.
Morgan had been there before, slept in the bed and enjoyed the cock Morgan liked to use.
"Hey thanks" Tracy said as he lifted himself out of the hotel swimming pool. He knew his Speedos were nearly transparent. And since he made sure the suit he selected was a size too small, it carried his glands like grapefruit waiting to be plucked. After all he knew what was important to the man was down under.
"I didn't bring a suit" Tracy said
"That's ok, let's get you one" Doug said handing him the black American Express Card that raised eyebrows of the clerks.
Tracy picked carefully.
"Are these your size sir?" The clerk asked "They may be a boys uh size"
"It's fine"
Doug's eyes watched the wet, translucent cloth that cupped Tracy's testicles and covered his pink penis. Tracy knew he had chosen correctly.
He wrapped the towel around his shoulders knowing the view he offered below would attract eyes of other guests, hotel employees and any others they passed.
The hot shower warmed him. Feeling Doug's hands soap his back and butt helped too. He stood there willing to have the older man explore, worship and massage him head to toe.
"Nice shower, you do that for Morgan too?"
"All the time" Doug said kissing the boys curved upward erection. "But for now, I want to fuck you" He said
There was no question in Tracy's mind. The holidays were approaching and he didn't want to go home.
"We're going to the Bahamas" Morgan had confided. "Unca Doug and I snorkel naked all the time" he said "so when I come back, no tan line, you'll see" he promised.
Tracy let the man fuck him, actually he wanted to feel Dougs straight forward cock piston him. The man obliged again and again, intent on every position thought of.
It was another workout for Tracy, whose lap swim had tightened and pumped his muscles. They strained again taking Doug inside standing, on is back, face down, laying on his side, straddling the man as he played with the chest hair and pink nipples below.
"God Morgan was right, you are insatiable" Doug said.
Tracy smiled. Morgan had told Doug as much about him as he had told Tracy about Doug.
He knew the special things Doug liked and did them. His fingers inserted, his teeth nibbled his tongue lapped. Doug groaned and muttered.
"Shit you're one hot boy" Doug said the third time his body exploded all over Tracy's smooth torso.
Tracy had prepared well with Morgan's help. The trace of chest hair and stomach hair line were gone. His buttocks too were made smooth along with his crack.
"He likes smooth boys" Morgan said as he displayed his own shaven body when they first got to know each other "makes me look younger" he added.
So Tracy asked Morgan to help and he did.
"God we better rest. Morg will be here after midnight" Doug said
He answered the door naked. The room service man didn't react as he pushed in the cart with their dinner. He did look over to where Tracy's naked body was stretched out on the bed as the TV blared.
"Thank you sir, hope you and your son have a nice night" the man smiled. Of course he knew.
They ate and Tracy knelt to spread the jam on Doug's cock sucking the food slickened flesh into his mouth.
"Shit" Doug stretched out in the chair knowing there was no way to stop the boy until his body strained to release more sperm.
"You guys sleeping?" Morgan's voice woke Tracy.
"Uh yea, too much fucking" he said watching his roommate in the darkened room stripping naked. He liked to watch him do that. It was like a performance of innocence that ended with his pig hungry desire for sex.
"Is he tired out?" Morgan climbed on the bed lifting the blankets to look towards Doug's penis.
"We can fuck" Tracy said. Morgan moved around and rested Tracy's legs on his shoulder. It wasn't the first time he had fucked his roommate and not the last.
"Can we swim tomorrow?" Morgan asked "have to go back to get a suit"
"No worries, I bought you one just like mine" Tracy closed his eyes feeling the familiar cock touch him the way he loved. The image of Morgan and himself wet, wearing the very small Speedos so every eye would be on them filled his brain.
"You two started without me" Doug said.
The Bahamas were beautiful. Private beaches allowed the three to run naked, swim in the warm clear water, dive with snorkeling equipment to see the fish, none of which noted that the three humans were naked.
The holidays ended and they were back in the dorm room. Unca Doug had returned to his high rise condo until spring break.
Tracy pulled on the white Speedo in the locker room.
"You sure you want to wear those here? I mean you got Doug to take you with us, but what do you think you're doing now?" Morgan pulled on his jams for his own swim.
"Gotta trap more men for spring break" Tracy said "Mexico, Florida, who knows where?"
"Always thinking" Morgan laughed.
"You gotta keep thinking if you want to keep fucking" Tracy said "right roomie?"
"Right boyfriend" Morgan said "But Unca Doug's talking about going to Australia"
Tracy thought then pulled his Speedos off replacing them with longer baggier shorts. "Better save them" He said knowing that going "down under" was even better.