I dressed quickly and left the room before Kevin was ready. I thought about staying to talk with him but I suspected we could both use a little time and space to sort out our feelings.
Sunday on campus is a desolate world. Like an episode from the Twilight Zone, only a few people remain, but they scurry out of sight before you can talk to them. Halfway through the Commons it started to rain, but rather than running for the shelter of an open building I took refuge under the spread of a familiar maple tree.
I often sat beneath this particular tree between classes and watched as people walked past. It was there that I often found inspiration for those overdue assignments, or would spend time ushering facts into my head for later regurgitation during exams.
Although the canopy of this tree was quite large, the occasional persistent drop of rain made its way through and found its mark on my head. At that rate it would take hours before I would be totally drenched so the effect was actually enjoyable and sobering.
I peered out around the campus and contemplated the events of the last several hours. My fantasy had gained a firm hold on reality and its momentum was fierce. The truth of the matter was far different than what I had imagined. In the physical sense it was better than I could have dreamed.
Kevin's supple soles on my tongue, gently tasting each of his toes as I licked and sucked them individually. The warmth of his penis as it filled my mouth with its thick bounty of fluid. I could still perceive the sting of his cum in my throat and the numbness on my lips from kissing his flesh so intensely.
But in the foggy haze of fantasy there is seldom contemplation of the emotional toll. I had not anticipated the contradictions and confusion, nor was I at all prepared for my own feelings. Here I was almost nineteen and I had just seduced my best friend and given my first blow-job, both hallmarks of a new chapter in my life, to say the least.
The town where I was going to school was infinitely more tolerant than where I was from in matters of sexuality. Within the confines of the campus there was a large degree of acceptance. A flyer adorned a nearby light standard advertising the next of many "Homo-Hops" at one of the local pubs.
Back home I was reasonably confidant that anyone actually admitting to even knowing a gay person would be promptly lynched. The problem was, I knew I couldn't stay at school forever, and there was no way I could return to my roots with my newfound appetite for Kevin.
I don't know how long I stayed there immersed in my own thoughts but when the rain finally started to subside it was almost dark. I took to my feet and soon realized two facts; first of all, I was drenched and secondly, a familiar form was approaching me from the distance.
Kevin always walked slightly faster than most and usually with his head down. I used to kid him that he looked as though he had dropped a quarter and was in a hurry to find it again. His habit always gave me the opportunity to admire the full round cheeks of his ass in his tight corduroy pants. As he approached I could see that he too was soaked to the skin, the outline of his balls evenly divided by the seam of his pants. His erection was unmistakable then.
"Come on, let's go somewhere warm" he said and gave me a friendly shove on my shoulder.
We walked two miles to the closest coffee shop and got there just before they closed. Today if I went back, I am sure that I would pass ten such stores, all of them open around the clock. The clerk greeted us with a mixture of amusement and contempt for arriving so late and in such a sopping state. We took our coffees to go, and laughed the entire way back to the dorm.
Nothing was discussed - it was as though nothing had happened out of the ordinary during the past day. We were just two good friends who were making the best of the miserable weather. When we got back to our room our floor was still almost empty. The rain usually slowed people's return and I suspected that many might arrive early the next day for classes instead. I was first in the room and Kevin closed the door behind me. All at once I felt the ill-ease returning, the silence of those first few moments back was overwhelming.
"Ok Aaron, here's the deal" he spoke in his best used-car salesman voice. He had a warm smile upon his face, which caused his cheeks to dimple slightly, and then he continued.
"I don't know what I am, I don't know what you are either. Maybe you're gay and I'm not. Maybe we both are or maybe it's just a phase for the two of us!" He was pacing now and making no attempt to lower his voice. "...The fact is I spent all day trying to decide how I was supposed to feel and how much I should enjoy but to be honest I am no closer to making sense of it all. Until it all comes clear I think we should just enjoy the ride. I'll save the labels for when I'm old and wrinkled and maybe nobody wants to touch me then anyway."
I told him how I had spent the entire day entertaining the same thoughts and hadn't gotten any farther along than he had, when he interrupted. "You're at least two steps ahead of me, but if your up for it, I'd like to catch up some" he taunted.
I stood right in front of him then and we kissed each other once deeply on the mouth. Our tongues touched briefly and we both laughed out loud, our eyes wide open.
"Follow me" I said as I began unbuttoning his shirt.
We undressed each other and threw the wet clothes into a common pile in the corner of the room, then moved over towards the opposite corner where my bed was. Like our clothes we intermingled our bodies with each other's on top of the blankets. We were free to explore each other with our eyes, our hands, our lips and our desires. True to his word, about twenty minutes later, Kevin made his way towards my feet. Though tentative at first he soon developed a particular talent for tickling the underside of my foot with the bristles from a day's growth of whiskers as he licked the spaces between my toes. I had never had someone pleasure my feet before and the sensation was immense. I began stroking my cock in unison with the movements of his tongue.
Kevin took both of my feet in his hands and moved them up towards his face. I was now lying flat on my back with my knees bent towards my chest. I was still masturbating myself when I felt his cock against mine as his teeth bit ever so slightly into my heels. I reached for his penis and found it was already quite wet. It slipped from my hands and for a second he was rubbing it firmly against my ass as he sucked both of my big toes hard inside his pouting lips.
He came then, shooting his load mostly all over my penis and stomach with a subtle amount running between the cheeks of my ass. Kevin wiped my feet against his cock and transferred the last few drops to them. Feeling the same stickiness against my feet and anus at the same time I began to cum as well.
My first shot filled my navel but the rest were swallowed up as the head of my cock parted Kevin's full lips and stayed just inside of his mouth. He laid beside me then and I pulled a blanket up around us. We stayed that way throughout the night, whispering as the radio played off in the distance of someone else's room.