Fraternity Memoirs -- Part 19
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"I can't believe that we're going to be in Florida the week after next, and here we are, in Vermont, to go skiing," I said to Kevin as I slugged the last bit of my Heineken.
"Yeah, Spring Break came fast this semester," Kevin responded as he drank his Jack Daniels and Coke. His attention seemed elsewhere.
Kevin's parents owned a ski house off of Stowe Mountain in Vermont. It was late afternoon on a Friday. We both bailed on our Friday classes so we could drive up early enough to hang out Friday night. We dropped our shit off at Kevin's house, which was amazing, and then headed to the lodge to have a couple of drinks.
"Some of you guys are going to New Orleans first, no?" Kevin followed up.
"Yeah. Me, CJ, Matt and Evan are definitely going. I mentioned it to Adam the other day, and he's thinking about coming along. The plan right now is to take off the Wednesday before, drive down to New Orleans, maybe stop in Atlanta or Biloxi along the way. Then spend a few days in New Orleans and meet you guys in Panama City on like Sunday or Monday."
"Sounds like an awesome road trip. I'm upset you didn't ask me to go, but I understand, you'd prefer Adam to be there instead of me," Kevin said, stressing the word Adam and making a face while rolling his eyes.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked, raising my voice a little.
"Nothing, never mind," Kevin dodged the subject as our waitress approached the table and Kevin ordered another round of drinks.
"We'll take another round, and do you see that table of ladies over there," and he pointed off behind my right shoulder. I turned to look with the waitress, and there was a table of 5 college-aged girls sitting around drinking as well. "Get them a round of whatever they are drinking and put it on our tab."
"Yes Mr. Daugherty," the waitress of about 40 said as she walked away from our table and towards the bar.
"She knows your name?"
"She knows my parent's name and knows I am their son," he said as took another sip of his drink. "My parents are up here all the time and sometimes I have a couple of drinks with them."
"I guess that's why she didn't card us, huh?"
"Probably. But I don't think they card anyone up here."
"Yeah, well, those girls over there don't look 21 either. So what are you, Mr. Moneybags buying them a round of drinks?" I asked sarcastically, checking out the table of girls once again.
"They been looking at you since we came in," Kevin observed.
"Yeah right, looking at what, the back of my head. You are the one facing them, they've probably been checking you out."
"Don't go getting jealous on me Walsh," Kevin said sarcastically, "Remember, you set the rules, chicks first. Besides, I can't help it if I am a chick magnet," he ended with a smile.
"Whatever, I'm not jealous. I'm just saying that I doubt they are checking me out if they can't even see me."
"You're probably right, I was just trying to make you feel good."
"Fuck you, you dick," I said to Kevin with a smile.
Kevin nodded his head towards the table. I turned my head as I watched the waitress approach the table of girls. We couldn't hear what she was saying, but after couple of seconds she pointed in our direction. Just after, the girls gave us a wave and then appeared to be giving the waitress their order. We gave a quick wave back.
"Wanna make a bet?" Kevin asked me, bringing our eyes into line and I could see that he was up to something. His eyes had that 'I have an idea' look.
"Why don't I like the sound of this," I said aloud, but more to myself. "What's the bet?"
"I bet that in a couple of minutes, one of those chicks will come over here."
I looked over my shoulder at the girls again; they were still ordering. "That's a stupid bet, I'm sure one of them will come over here to thank us."
"OK, then we'll take this one step further," Kevin paused, thinking to himself. "I bet that by the end of the night, we'll have those chicks back at my house and in the hot tub."
I thought the bet over for a minute. It was an interesting bet and something that I wouldn't mind seeing, those girls in Kevin's hot tub. How could I lose a bet like that? I mean, even if Kevin won the bet, we'd have a bunch of chicks in a hot tub...
"What does the winner get?" I asked.
"Anything he wants."
"Anything? What does that mean?"
"It means that the loser of the bet has to do anything that the winner wants," and a huge smile came across Kevin's face.
"Fuck that Kevin. Knowing you, I don't think I want to be doing anything you want if you win the bet. And to be honest with you, I want you to win this bet," and I smirked back at him.
"Jesus Christ, Walsh, can't we have a little fun. I'll tell you what, to give you a good chance of winning, we'll make this even more interesting. Right here and now, I will pick the girl that I will get to hook up with me tonight."
"You are the cockiest mother fucker that I have ever met," I said as I shook my head and looked at the girls behind me once again.
"Don't hate me because I am beautiful," Kevin chuckled. I wasn't even going there.
"So the bet is that someone from that table has to come over here, they have to come over to your house tonight, get in the hot tub, and you are going to fool around with one of the chicks that you will pick out now? And the loser of the bet has to do whatever the winner wants?
"That's right."
"And if any one of those things doesn't happen, I win the bet."
"You got it Bro. You in?"
I turned around and looked at the girls again. A couple of them were pretty hot, particularly this one blonde. The rest of them were OK looking, but nothing special. What the fuck, I thought, what's really to lose here?
"Yeah, I'll take that bet," I said to Kevin and we both reached out hands and gave the Fraternity handshake on the bet.
"So which one will be the lucky lady tonight?" I asked.
Kevin scoped out the girls. "That's an easy one, the blonde hot one, wearing the light blue sweater."
That was the blonde that I was noticing, and kind of hoping that if we did get these girls back to the hot tub, would be mine for the evening.
"Well, I was kind of hoping that she was going to be sleeping with me tonight, but the hotter the chick, the harder it is for you to win the bet. So good luck my Brother," I said and took a slug of my Heineken.
"Shit, this is going to be hard," Kevin admitted, as if the reality of the bet had just occurred to him. "Maybe we should define 'anything'"
"No, too late. You can't go changing the bet now, just because you think you may lose," I said, my confidence of winning this bet was pretty good. Of course, I hoped that we got as far as the hot tub and the blonde in my bed...
"All right, but if you win, don't be too fucking cruel."
"Kevin, don't worry, we're Brothers. I won't do anything crueler than you would do to me," I chuckled. Kevin chuckled with me, catching my sarcasm.
About a minute later, one of the girls got up and approached our table. It was the blonde that was a part of the bet. I guess it was a convenient start of the bet for Kevin, but he still had a long way to go before winning. She had her hair pushed back in a ponytail. It was hard to tell with all her ski clothing on, but she looked to be in good shape.
"Take notes," Kevin whispered. He is such a dick, but I guess that is what I like so much about him.
She came to the table and Kevin flashed his trademark smile. This was going to be fun to watch, and I laughed to myself as I awaited Kevin to put his game on.
"Kevin, you didn't have to do that," she said as she leaned in and gave Kevin a kiss right on the lips. What the fuck? She knows his name?
"Well, Jackie, I wanted to impress your friends," Kevin said back, and then gave me a look like, 'I gotcha'. And he knew her name too?
"How did you sneak up here? I was watching the stairway for you."
"We came up the back stairs. I wanted to watch you for a while, see how beautiful you are. Jackie, this is my Fraternity Brother John Walsh. John, this is Jackie Hartman."
"Nice to meet you Jackie," I said as I held my hand up in a short wave. It was becoming evident to me that the two of them knew each other very well and that I was duped by Kevin. Fucking Kevin, I should have known better.
"Nice to meet you as well," she said as she gave me a look over. She then turned her attention back to Kevin, and I couldn't tell if she liked what she saw or not.
"So we're all looking forward to hanging out at your house tonight," she said, "It should be a lot of fun."
"Yeah, we're looking forward to it. I just got done telling Johnny here that we would all be hanging out in the hot tub tonight," and he smiled at me again. Such a dick. The bet was null and void; he never said that he knew them.
"So you think that one of your friends will have the hots for John, so he can have a little fun while you and I are upstairs having a little fun?"
I couldn't help but laugh. He got me good. The funny thing was, he was talking to her, Jackie, but he was really talking to me, telling me that I had lost the bet already.
"Kevin, don't talk like that," Jackie said, as she jabbed him on his left shoulder. "Why don't you come over to our table so everyone can meet you and John."
"You want to go over there and find you a woman, Walsh?"
"Kevin, stop it," Jackie said, again hitting him.
"Sure, why not," I said, my mind still on being had.
"OK, we'll be right over, we'll settle our tab," Kevin said to Jackie.
"See you in a minute," Jackie said as she walked away.
"This fucking bet is off dude," I said when Jackie was far enough way, "You never said that you knew her."
"Don't be like that Walsh, you lost the bet, don't be a sore loser."
"I'm not a sore loser. It wasn't a fair bet."
"We'll settle the bet later," he smirked, "For now, lets go get ourselves some pussy," and Kevin put $40.00 down on the table.
With that, we got up, picked up our stuff, and headed over to their table. In my mind, the bet was off. But wasn't a big deal cause tonight was going to be a fun night.
You may be wondering how the hell did I get to Vermont when I last left off at being in Kevin's room so I could give Matt some privacy while he hooked up? Well, I wrote about 5 pages directly continuing the story from there. But then I thought, I really need to move this story along if I am ever going to finish it, as I have a lot to tell. And I really wanted to tell what happened at this ski trip, so I am kind of combining the two together.
To wrap up the last chapter, Kevin and I did fool around that night. In typical Kevin fashion, he didn't make it easy for me. We caught up for a while and Kevin gave me all the details of the girl he just fucked, which was the last thing I needed to hear right now. Then he said he needed to hit the sack; he had to get up early the next morning. He was acting a little weird, not catching my eyes and intent to get into bed and go asleep.
He brushed his teeth and then asked me where I wanted to sleep for the night, offering either his roommate's bed or the floor. I didn't want to sleep in his roommate's bed, I hardly knew the guy, and so I took the floor. Kevin got me some extra blankets and one of his pillows. I stripped down to my boxers and we both hit the hay. Kevein turned out the light next to his bed. I heard him remove his clothing and jump under the covers.
I lied there, disappointed, but unable to bring myself to tell Kevin that I was hornier than hell, and was looking for some help. It had been over a month since anything had happened between us, and maybe nothing ever would again. I guess Kevin had his fun, and now that we were becoming friends, that little "phase" between us was done. Which was actually quite all right with me, but couldn't we make tonight the last time?
Then I thought, well, Kevin had just got off with that chick, so maybe he wasn't his usual horny self. Which, I understood. I mean, it was late, he had to get up early, and I didn't make any clear sign that I was interested. Hell, the last we talked about "it", I told him that I never wanted to do "that" with him again.
My balls were aching, and my dick was harder than a rock under the sheets. After Amanda left me hanging, not being able to finish jerking off to Matt's lesbo tape, and Kevin not offering to help, I was ready to explode and had to take 'matters into my own hand'. I thought that maybe if I started to jerk off, as I was going to have to if I was going to get any sleep tonight, Kevin would hear and offer to finish for me.
But what if he didn't? I'd have to sleep under these sheets all wet in my own...you know. I could reach for a sock and jerk off into that. Oh, fuck this, I'm just going to go to the bathroom and get some fucking sleep already. This ia all too confusing anyway, since when has getting off been so damn difficult?
I quietly got up and made my way to the door. In the dim light of the room, I could see that I had a huge tent in my boxers, but I figured the hell with it. It was after 4 AM and I doubted that anyone was in the hall at this time.
As I reached for the doorknob, Kevin startled me by asking where I was going.
"To the bathroom," I whispered back to him, surprised that he was still awake.
I heard him rustle a little. "For what?" he asked. Then I heard the snap of the lamp next to his bed being turned on. He peered at me from across the room.
I was done being coy. By this point, I had lost all patience and wanted only one thing, to get off. "What does it look like? To jerk off, that's for what," I snapped.
"Hold up a second, let me grab my camera so I can get a picture of this."
"This isn't fucking funny Kevin. If I don't get off soon, I'm going to explode."
"Jesus Walsh, you're cranky when you are horny, huh?"
"Not cranky Kevin, just desperate."
"Oh, so that's why I had the pleasure of you crashing here tonight, desperation?"
"No...Yes...No...I don't know Kevin. I'm fucking confused as hell. Everything was going fine tonight; I thought I was going to get off with that girl. Then I was jerking off and Matt calls. Then I wind up here, and, and, and I don't know."
"You thought I would get you off?"
"Yeah." There, it was out. I said it.
"So why didn't you tell me that you wanted to get off?"
"I couldn't. My mind was racing for a way to tell you, but I just couldn't say it. And you just hooked up with that girl. Then you went to bed and all I could still think about was dropping a load." I was still standing next to the door as I spoke, my right hand still on the doorknob.
"Man, you are desperate." Kevin sat up a little in the bed.
"Stop making jokes Kevin, this is serious."
"So why don't you just ask me?"
"Ask you what?"
"I don't know, what ever it is that you want from me."
I tried to say it. It was on the tip of my tongue. A blowjob. That's what I want, a blowjob. But I couldn't say it to a dude. I stood there, just looking at Kevin, pleading with my eyes since my mouth was not working.
"You are whacked Walsh. Really whacked. The ironic thing is, it's exactly that innocence about you that turns me on so much. Come here for a second, let me show you something."
It took me a couple of seconds to tell my hand to let go of the door. The bathroom would be so much easier, but Kevin would be so much better. What to do? My hand came off the door and I approached Kevin. It was only 10 feet to the bed, but it seemed like a half mile.
When I was next to the bed, Kevin kicked off his sheets. He was wearing absolutely nothing and his own dick was standing straight up, swelled to the maximum capacity. "I've been fucking hard for you since you called, hoping that you were coming here for exactly this. But when you got here, it didn't seem like it, and I didn't want to force you if you were still hesitant. I had to go to sleep before I jumped you and took advantage of you."
I looked Kevin up and down. His toned body, long torso and legs. I hated to admit it, but he was fucking hot. My own dick swelled even harder at the sight of him and the thought of what he was going to do for me. He must have seen the look of lust on my face.
"Drop your boxers and get in here," he ordered, shifting towards the other side of the bed, making room for me.
Hormones completely took over my body and shed my shorts and jumped into his bed. The heat emanating from his body was amazing. There was a brief moment when we just stared into each other's eyes before lust kicked in and we were chest to chest, hard on to hard on.
Again a small piece of my mind told me that this was wrong, but I quickly shut it up. No, I wanted this. Shit, I needed this. So what if it was wrong, it felt fucking good.
We sucked face hard for a few minutes, our hands exploring each other's muscles while we ground our dicks together. Kevin was a bit rough, rolling on top of me and holding me down with his weight. He was really gyrating his crotch hard into mine as he practically swallowed my tongue.
I was feeding off of Kevin's intensity and I flipped him over so that I was now on top and in control. Our chests were making that sucking sound and we continued to writhe in one another's arms. Both of us lapped every inch of our necks and shoulders with each other's tongues as we continued to rub our hard dicks together.
I could smell and taste the perfume of the girl he was with earlier. I was turned on like there was no tomorrow. Both of us were moaning and groaning, out of breath and breathing hard. This was sex. No holds barred, lets get our rocks off sex. We kept rolling over, our legs wrapped around and intertwined, rubbing up and down each of our hairy legs, fighting for who would be on top.
All this heavy petting and foreplay was making us sweat and our bodies became slimy and slippery and we rubbed our bodies together. My hands found Kevin's ass and I felt his ass muscles expand and contract as he humped my crotch. It was an amazing feeling; I had no idea that an ass could be so muscular.
The sweat and pre-jizz slicked our crotches up as well. Kevin's gyrations were intense. I could feel myself getting close to orgasm. My dick was pushed up against my stomach and Kevin's hard stomach was on top of it, sliding up and down with each thrust of his hips.
Kevin's mouth was buried in my armpit, licking and biting me. As much as I wanted to explode, I'd been waiting for a blowjob all night, and didn't want to come like this.
"Kevin, if you don't stop grinding, I'm going to cum in about 30 seconds."
"Yeah?" He breathed into my ear. "You want to shoot that hot load of yours all over my stomach?" The movement of his chest and stomach seemed to more intense and deliberate, bringing me even closed to climax.
"No, the other way," I answered back.
"What other way?"
What the fuck, tell him what you want..."In your mouth. I want a blow job." It felt amazing to say it. It turned me on even more, if that was at all possible.
"There you go Walsh, that's what I want to hear. Tell me again."
"I want you to suck my dick."
"Yeah?"
"Oh my god yeah, I've been thinking about it all night."
We were still grinding, but the pace slowed down, enough to keep me at the edge, but not over the edge.
"You like that blow job I gave you?"
"Fucking loved it," I answered with my libido talking.
"That's all you had to say earlier Walshie," his grin was cheek to cheek.
And with that, Kevin slipped off from on top of me, pushing off of me like he was doing a pushup. I watched the muscles of his chest and shoulders flex. He had a killer body that I was jealous of. I don't think that jealousy was the right the emotion, it was more...desired.
He made a move that kind of confused me for a second. He flipped his body around on his hands and knees, so that his face was at my crotch, and his crotch was at my face. We were in a 69 position. His big dick was right there, surrounded in a dark blond patch of pubic hair that was soaked with pre-cum. I moved my eyes up his stomach a bit; the same slime caught in the fine hairs he had around his belly button, his skin slick with it. His heavy balls hanging low, just above my forehead.
I felt Kevin squeeze my dick and give it a couple of tugs. My dick was just as slick with our combined juices; I could feel the way his hand easily slipped along my hard shaft. Then sensation of Kevin's hand was beyond amazing. I almost came right then and there.
"You're close, huh?" Kevin asked me, dropping his head so that he looked between our bodies and saw that I was watching him.
"Very," I said.
"Should I take it slow, or go for the gusto?"
"Maybe start a little slow, but then really go for it and don't stop," I suggested, my mouth a little dry at the prospect that he was expecting me to return the favor.
"You got it," he said, lust obvious in his eyes.
I watched him as picked his head back up and concentrated on my dick, slowly jerking it up and down. I peered as his tongue licked his lips and he poised his mouth right of the head of my cock. I was delirious with anticipation, yet fearful of the monster just above my nose.
I put my head down on the mattress and closed my eyes, waiting for the warm sensation of Kevin's mouth.
"Walsh?"
"Yeah?"
"I can tell that you don't want to suck it, but you think you can give me a hand job or something?"
"Umm, yeah Kevin, I can do that."
"I'm pretty close myself, and I want to see if we can cum at the same time, I fucking love cumming together. So go kind of slow till you find yourself getting close then do it faster."
"Ah, OK."
"You start first, get me kind of worked up and that will make my blow job so much better."
I took a deep breadth and looked up at Kevin's stiffy which was parallel with his stomach. In length, it was almost up to his bellybutton. The light was still on and I could see the swollen veins in his dick's skin. How color of the skin got darker as it got closer to his bulbous head, which was fat and a deep reddish purple.
I reached up with my right hand and grabbed it. I was amazed at its rigid-ness. Yet the skin was velvety smooth and burning hot. Kevin gasped at my touch. While I wasn't thrilled to be touching his dick, it wasn't that bad. And it gave me a good feeling to know that I was giving Kevin pleasure. It was almost a sense of power.
I started moving my hand up and down Kevin's pole, feeling how it curved up and to the right just a bit. I watched Kevin's hard stomach and abs jump a bit at the sensation that I was giving him.
"Oh shit Walsh, that feels so fucking good...so fucking good," I heard Kevin moan. "Just like that, yeah, just like that."
Kevin was still slowly jerking my dick, keeping me rock hard. Kevin's dick was starting to feel real comfortable in my hand, so much so that I began to really get into it. I enjoyed the long slow strokes the best, the way that Kevin's legs and body convulsed as I fisted his head.
Kevin's breathing was picking up and his chest was heaving. I was really turning him on and I loved it.
"My balls Walsh, please suck on them. I promise you I will make it worth your while," Kevin pleaded between breaths. I could hear in his voice that it was something that he really wanted and needed.
And at this moment, I wanted to give Kevin what he wanted and needed. While still jerking his dick, I stuck out my tongue, raised my head a little and licked his sack. It was definitely an odd feeling, kind of soft and jelly like, as my tongue licked over his wiry ball hairs. The taste was a little sour and a little sweaty.
Kevin gave a deep, guttural groan, and I knew that I was doing well. I wasn't exactly sure that I liked it, but I kept doing it anyway. I could feel the weight of his balls against my tongue, how they slipped around my tongue as I continued to lap at them. My nose was filled with scent of his masculinity, the way a locker room smells.
I wanted to see Kevin's reaction, so I opened my mouth and took one of his balls into my mouth. I knew it drove me while when my balls are sucked, and Kevin reacted much the same. He started going crazy, and the next thing I knew, he had swallowed about half of my dick in his mouth.
I was caught off guard as the waves of pleasure spread throughout my body. I stopped moving my hand for a second, holding Kevin's ball in my mouth as he sucked hard and slowly brought his mouth up my shaft and swirled the head with his tongue.
Kevin engulfed my dick again, almost all of it, as he moved his hands under the cheeks of my ass, pulling me up and deeper into his mouth. I could feel the head of my dick deep in his throat. It was tight and warm, and he swallowed so that his throat muscles clamped around my dick.
I was in ecstasy; this was fucking wild and intense. I started jerking Kevin's dick again, picking up speed as he sucked harder, faster and deeper. After a few bobs, he was sucking the whole of my dick, taking it in fast, but coming up and off of it slowly. Then he started humming as he sucked, and it was a feeling that I had never felt before. I'd done the alphabet thing with the ladies before, but I never knew that it worked in reverse.
The intensity of my jerking and his sucking was rapidly increasing. I was getting close, and I could tell that Kevin was as well. He must have been leaking because his dick was a feeling a lot more lubricated and I felt something drip on my chest. His dick seemed to grow more rigid in my hand.
Knowing that Kevin was just about there pushed me over the edge. He was deep throating my cock and my legs started shake a little as my orgasm got closer. Kevin must have sensed my impending climax because he gave a few quick sucks and then left my dick half buried down his throat as I started to spew my seed down it.
My whole body was convulsing, from the tips of my fingers to the tips of my toes as Kevin swallowed spurt after spurt. I had picked up the pace of beating Kevin's dick, and a couple of seconds after my fist shot, Kevin's dick expand wider in my hand and I felt the first rope of his orgasm hit his own chest and my leg. His second rope landed right night to my bellybutton, and a couple of shorter shots below my chest.
When Kevin quit cumming, I quit jerking his dick. I dropped my head back on the bed as Kevin pulled his mouth off of my dick. I was still rock hard and it tickled as he came off. We were both breathing heavy and Kevin collapsed on the bed next to me, his head next to my knees.
We lay that way for a few moments, enjoying the bliss of our orgasms. I started giggling a little bit, as I often do after an amazing orgasm.
"What?" Kevin asked, raising his head.
"Nothing. That was intense."
"Intensely funny?"
"No, intensely awesome. I'm not really laughing. I think it's the only way my body knows how to react to such an intense feeling."
"That was intense," Kevin agreed, propping his head on his left hand. With his right hand, he started playing with my left nipple. I was expecting myself to start freaking out, but I never did. I felt strangely comfortable lying next to Kevin. I looked at him while he just smiled at me.
"You're a damn mess," Kevin said as he looked over my stomach and chest, kind of laughing.
"Well, its all yours."
"Not bad for the second time tonight, huh?"
"Not too bad, I guess."
"Is that supposed to mean that you could do better?"
"Maybe," I said with a snide smile.
"Care to prove it?"
"You keep playing with my nipple and I'll be ready to prove it in about a minute."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
Kevin playing with my nipple was arousing me again. And talking about it was getting me even more aroused. I looked down at my dick and I was still stiff.
"Walsh, I am impressed," Kevin said with a grin. "May I?"
"Go ahead."
Kevin flipped around again, so that his face was at my left nipple. I crossed my hands behind my head and relaxed as I felt Kevin's lips encircle my nipple and his left hand squeezed my now fully erect dick.
He wasted no time and started fisting my dick like crazy as he teased my nipple with his tongue and teeth. With all the pent up frustration that I had tonight, I knew it would be rather easy for me to toss a second load.
I closed my eyes and though about the blowjob that I just got. I thought about Kevin's hard dick in my hand and how I had made him cum. I had given him, the guy who could get any girl that he wanted, an orgasm. Every 30 seconds or so, I would quickly open my eyes to find Kevin watching my face intently before closing them again.
After a couple of minutes, I was ready to go again. My toes began to curl as my balls started lifting in their sack and my breathing started to get heavy. My dick started making that wet tapping noise as Kevin jerked me off faster.
I opened my eyes in time to watch my dick spurt out my remaining juice. Not as much or as far as my typical first orgasm, but still a damn good showing. And enough to beat Kevin, in my opinion. Kevin watched as I let a hefty three or four hit my chest.
After a few seconds of breathing, I asked Kevin what he thought.
"Really close. You may have me beat by a half an ounce or so. But the really impressive thing is that you could do it again so fast."
"Two times is easy. A third time, that may take a little while."
"So I think we need to take a shower, Bro. "
"A shower would probably be a good thing, yeah," I answered as I now had two loads on my chest and was starting to feel a bit skeeved about it.
Kevin jumped out of bed, his own dick now at half-mast. I wondered if he could go for a third time, but not really wanting to find out the answer. He grabbed a towel out of the closet and tossed it to me.
"Use that one to wipe yourself off, I'll get us fresh towels for the shower."
The now cold cum smeared over my chest as I went to wipe it up and I kind of got the willies. But I immediately calmed myself down and told myself to relax, that it was all good, I enjoyed it.
"Ready?" Kevin asked as he wrapped a towel around his waist.
"You think anyone will see us?" I asked, a little nervous about people seeing us together.
"I doubt it at 5 o'clock in the morning."
"Maybe you should go first, and then I'll go after you."
"Walsh, nobody is going to see us. And even if they did, nobody is going to think that we just did what we did. Trust me, relax."
I got up and grabbed the other towel from Kevin that he was holding. I guess he was right, nobody would know, it was just me and my own paranoia. Kevin grabbed two bars of soap and we headed to the showers.
We were both kind of quiet as we washed ourselves up. The shower felt great and I was glad to have that sticky shit off of me.
"You know, this is going to be the perfect arrangement," Kevin said, breaking the silence.
"Arrangement?" I asked.
"Yeah. It's the perfect set up. We can help each other out like this whenever we want and nobody will ever know."
"I don't know about whenever we want Kevin. I have the feeling that you are going to be wanting more than I am going to be wanting."
"Is that so? As I recall it, you came to me the last two times."
He was right. "That may be so, but I'm thinking that this is going to be an awesome semester with the chicks. Tonight might have been a bad start, but I'm going to be more careful with the kinds of girls I go home with."
"You're missing my point Walsh. We can both have all the chicks that we want. I fucked a girl before you came here tonight, and I plan on laying dozens more this semester. Answer me this, do you really think that you are going to find many chicks that will satisfy you the way I did tonight?"
"I might," I answered, though deep down I doubted it. I've never come across a girl that sucked a dick like Kevin.
"Yeah, you might, but if you don't, we'll have each other to take care of those desires. And then, sometimes, you'll won't feel like working for it and we can take care of each other without having to spend a whole night trying to get down some girl's pants."
"I guess you have a point, but I don't want you to be mad at me because I'd rather be with a girl than with you."
"Mad at you? Jesus Christ Walsh, I could have half this campus at the snap of a finger. Trust me, I'm not going to be mad at you because you want to get it on with a girl. I'd prefer to find a girl as well. But there are times when I am in the mood for some action with a guy, and when I get in those moods, I'd like it to be with you. Is that so fucking tough to understand."
"Well, if you put it that way, it makes a little more sense." I didn't want to show it, but in a way, I was deeply touched that he said that he wanted it to be with me. After tonight, I knew that there were going to be times when I would be hard up and horny. And also after tonight, there were going to be times when I just wanted to get off like I did tonight. At least until I could find a girl that was as randy as Kevin.
"It makes a lot of sense," Kevin added. "I think you are like bi-polar or something dude. Just 5 minutes ago you came twice with me and said it was amazing. And now you're acting like it was nothing and you could probably go without ever doing it again. You are a hard guy to figure out there Walsh."
I could hear the frustration in Kevin's voice. But he had to understand that this was all so new to me, and that I didn't know exactly what I wanted. He got me into all this, and he's getting upset because I don't know if it's wrong or not.
"Kevin, look, I'm sorry if I am sending you mixed messages. I don't know what I fucking want. I'm all confused and shit. When it's happening, it feels fucking amazing. But then after, I start freaking out, cause I just got so much pleasure from a guy. You may have this all worked out in your head, but this is royally screwing up what I thought was right and wrong, and this was definitely wrong in my book. And god, if anyone ever found out, it would be a fucking disaster."
Kevin was silent for a moment, I assume pondering all that I just said. And it felt real good to say and get off my chest.
"Shit. No Walsh, I'm sorry Bro. I get so trapped in my own world sometimes that I don't think about what other people are feeling. You're right, I shouldn't pressure you into this until you are ready. And if you are never ready, that's cool. I understand that it's not for everyone, but there is just something about you that really does it for me. And its not just how hot you are, it's your personality and everything. I think you and I clashed so much at the beginning of the pledge season because I was jealous of you."
"You, jealous of me?"
"Yeah, the way everyone likes and adores you. People just immediately want to be friends with you. I may be a hit with the ladies, but I never got a long with guys too good."
The barrage of compliments coming from Kevin threw me for a spin. I couldn't believe that he was jealous of me when I was so jealous of him. I don't think that jealous is the right word, but I admired his self-confidence and self-assurance, his rebel attitude, his ability to attract girls, and especially his body. But hearing Kevin say the things that he said, he made me feel real special and made me want to give this a try.
"Thanks Kevin. I don't know what to say, you have me kind of embarrassed over here with all those nice things you just said." I paused for a minute, trying to keep my thoughts together.
"I think we can try and see how this works out," I continued. "But you need to be patient with me though, and maybe we can talk about some of the things I am feeling to help me sort this all out. And if I decide that this just isn't for me, you need to be cool with that."
"I promise you Walsh, no pressure. We can talk about anything you want at any time. And I'll completely respect your decision."
"If we're going to get into this, I want to set a couple of ground rules. First, it has to be girls first. If either you or are I are with a girl or trying to get with a girl, the other will respect that and leave it be. And second, we have to be really careful. No taking chances of getting caught. You agree?"
"Sounds good to me," Kevin responded. "I mean, rules are meant to be broken, so set up all the rules you want."
I was about to get mad at him, but then he gave me that Kevin smile, and there was nothing to be mad at. If he could just share his playful side with everyone, he'd have a lot more friends.
"I think next time, since according to you I approached you the last two times, it's your turn to approach me."
"Done," was Kevin's answer.
We finished up our shower and headed back to Kevin's room. It was close to 5 o'clock by this point, and I figured that the chick Matt was fooling around with was long gone. I threw on my clothes and told Kevin that I would give him a call later on today. We gave the Fraternity handshake and a tight hug, and it felt good.
I walked back to my dorm room. Matt was passed out asleep on his bed. I shed my clothes quickly and hopped into my own bed, glad to be here and not on Kevin's floor. It was only minutes before I was dead asleep like Matt.
Well, I wrote the previous 5 pages up after getting home from watching the Super Bowl at someone in this story's house. It is now 1:30 in the morning and I have to hit the sack. I was originally going to include finishing up the Vermont Ski trip and a couple of other need to know, background type details. But I said that I would have something out by today, Monday, and this seems like an OK place to stop.
Next couple of chapters will have to do with wrapping up the Vermont Trip, then Spring Break, then a deep conversation with Adam at the Canoe Trip my Fraternity has every spring semester after finals. After that, I will probably speed things up a bit highlighting a few eventful moments my sophomore year, trying to get to the point of this story.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter. See you in the Group!
John