"God you guys were really goin at it" Errol said in a muffled voice. Despite the slamming locker doors, the occasional yelling and the guys still singing in the shower, Carl heard him.
"fuck man you said you'd never - "
Errol slung his backpack over his shoulder "naw, I didn't tell anyone, I was just sayin"
"well don't" Carl said as he stood grabbing his gym bag aormatic with the sweaty socks and jockstrap inside.
"Come on" Errol waited he had more to say but knew they needed privacy.
The two walked from the locker room, nodding to friends and saying good day to the Wrestling Coach who stood guard at the door.
"Get that stuff clean, we'll have a lot of workout next week" he beemed as his eyes traveled up and down the bodies of the two students.
"Right Coach" Carl said and Errol echoed the agreement. The freshman wrestling team was new at the college. They were literally recruited by the Coach who had patrolled the campus looking for candidates.
"Hey you guys do any athletics?" He had asked stopping on the sidwalk by where Carl, Errol, James and a few others lay in the sun daring to be there wearing only their boxer shorts. Their white skin revealed a lack of recent outdoor exposure. But their lean and somewhat defined bodies also revealed physical activity.
Errol liked those Sundays they lay on their discarded shirts in the grass. The sun felt warm on his chest and bare legs and the sight of the others in similar near nudity warmed his insides too.
It was how he first talked to Carl and James in fact having seen them in classes they shared. He dared speak to them seeing them sunning. And after they invited him, he stripped down and became part of their group of friends.
"Soooo" Carl said as they left the building walking toward the dorm.
"Well did it hurt?" He asked one of the questions he had.
Carl decided not to say "fuck off" which was on the tip of his tongue. "First time it did, but after that..."
Errol got his answer and another one at the same time. It did hurt and Carl had done it more then once.
"James?" he asked
"Yea, " Carl said looking for a distraction but finding none he turned back to Carl "Others too".
They lived in separate dorm rooms on separate floors. But their common classes turned their familiarity into friendship along with James, Scott and a few others who lived in the same dormatory.
"Shit, looked hot, I mean you guys ..." Errol wanted to say what he saw was a huge turn on, that he masturbated all night thinking about it, that he had fantasized sex with Carl many times and that he had exchanged blowjobs with friends back in his hometown and wondered about getting fucked. "you looked hot" he said instead.
"Ever try it?" Carl suspected Errol wanted to know more.
"No not that" Errol revealed a little bit "some messin around back home"
"Well if you ever want to, let me know" Carl smiled as he patted Errols round buttocks.
Errol dressed only in his boxer shorts had knocked on the closed door and it opened a bit. It was unlocked. He stuck his head inside and stared.
Someone had put one of the mattresses on the floor. James was holding onto the wooden bunkbed, He was naked. His gasping and curses were so loud he hadn't heard Errol's knock.
The long smooth body reveled James back muscles as well as his flexing buttock muscles as he moved. He was fucking someone.
Errol moved more then his head inside making sure the door stayed closed enough to hide view from anyone who might pass by in the hallway.
He saw Carl's face, screwed up and flinching. His arms were on the side of the lower bunk and his legs seemed twisted backwards and spread.
It was clear that James was piledriving his cock into Carl's upturned ass.
Carl was gasping and exhaling with each push that James made into him. His eyes opened and saw Errol.
"Close the fukn door" he said loud enough for Carl to hear but it didn't distract James.
Errol stepped inside and closed the door. He watched and realized that Carl hadn't told him to go away. So he continued to watch.
The room' was warm. James was moving frentically, working so hard his body glowed with persperation.
Errol's cock had tented his boxers and popped through the fly. He held it and jacked as he watched.
His body responded quicker then James leaving his cupped hand palm full of his sperm. Carl had watched and smiled at him.
Errol wanted to stay and watch but felt he should leave..so he wiped his hand on his boxers leaving them wet as he backed out the door. The last words he heard were Carl's "fuck me harder man" he had said.
"Looked like you enjoyed what you saw" Carl said as he patted Errol's butt again and trotted away "gotta go, class" he said.
Errol decided to go to the grassy hill. The sun was bright and he didn't feel like going back to his dorm room. Carl was right. He had enjoyed seeing the two boys fuck. He had enjoyed jacking off while watching. And yes, he would like to try it too. It would hurt the first time, he now knew. But apparently it was so much fun, guys would continue to do it despite the pain.
He stripped off his shirt and puleld his shorts off. Laying down on them, he adjusted himself inside his boxer shorts and let the sun warm him. Maybe Carl would come by after class. Maybe someone else would stop and decide to talk to him.
Errol was ready for whatever would happen. He had been ready for awhile.
Carl saw him, he knew, but didn't tell him to stop, leave or come closer. So Errol jacked his cock more wildly.