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JAMES COMES OF AGE
CHAPTER 24 - Off to University
The final week before James went off to university was very busy, with packing things up and shopping for final bits and pieces that may be needed. Before he knew, it was Saturday morning and he and his family were packing the car and he was in the driving seat setting off on the four-hour journey to the city the university was located in. James drove the first part of the journey, with his mother driving the second half, not wanting James driving whilst nervous and excited about starting at university.
On arrival at the university, they were directed to one of the car parks and thence by foot to big hall which reminded James a lot of the assembly hall at his old school - both buildings being of an apparently similar age. They were met by an older student who directed them to one of a number of tables in the hall. James collected piles of paperwork on the way round the rest of the tables, at the final one being given a key to a room.
"RV-15-A," the lady behind the table said. "You'll be in Ravenstone block - room 15. The A shows you will be sharing with someone else."
James was not sure whether to be happy or not at this news. Given that he knew all shared rooms were single sex, it may be that he would win the jackpot and get a hot, gay roommate but, on the other hand, he may get someone with whom he would have problems. He had hoped to get a single room so that he would be able to bring guys back without worrying about anyone else. It was not like he'd got no sex when he was living at home, but he had hoped to have his own place, as far as a room in halls of residence could be called his own.
Returning to the car, James' mother drove to a different car park which was closer to Ravenstone. The car park was busy with parents and their offspring unloading cars into the halls of residence. As one car pulled away, they were able to slip into a space close to the doors. Before beginning to properly unload the car, James went into the building to see where his new room was, taking just a small bag with him. Through the main doors, there was a sign pointing James to the right, and he headed to the end of the corridor to find room 12. Unlocking the door, he found that his roommate had not yet arrived, so he had the pick of the beds. One bed was near the door and washbasin, the other further away and more secluded. James decided that he would prefer the bed further away from the door. Leaving his bag on the bed he had chosen, and the door unlocked, he returned to the car to unload.
As it turned out, James need not have worried about choosing his bed, as he had got the last load in from the car and was already starting to unpack his things when his roommate arrived with his parents. On first impressions, James was fairly sure he hadn't won in the roommate lottery. Brian, his new roommate was definitely not what James would call hot. A few inches taller than James, Brian had tightly curled brown hair and had clearly decided that moving away from home meant he could do what he liked and was going for the rugged, perma-stubble look on his face.
There were hesitant greetings between the two young men - James' mother made here excuses and left, leaving James to offer to assist Brian with getting his things in from his parents' car. With four people doing the unloading, it was over in about 10 minutes as they were on the ground floor and close to the car parking. That done, both James and Brian set to with their unpacking. During this work, James learnt that Brian was going to study physics, whilst letting on that he himself would be reading history. Being at the end of the corridor, they were not in a position to do the whole 'keep the door open to invite people in' act of newly arrived students, so once they were both unpacked, they headed out into their corridor to look in on the other new arrivals.
With no real leadership, the arriving students had all had similar ideas and they ended up congregating in the little kitchen at the end of their corridor near the main lobby, then spilling out into the lobby, propping the doors open with fire extinguishers. Most of the arrivals were 18, or only just turned 19, but there were a few who had taken a gap year that had just turned 20. The usual inane questions were asked of everyone - who are you? where do you come from? what will you be studying?
James looked round at the 20 or so people from the ground floor corridors, split fairly evenly male and female. Obviously, there was nothing doing with the young women, but looking round the guys there were a couple he wouldn't kick out of bed, but they wouldn't be his go-to choice for a lay. This was probably a good thing as there wouldn't be any uncomfortableness if he slept with someone once and didn't want to see them again.
The chat meandered on until someone looked at their watch and realised it was time for them to have dinner. Most of the halls of residence were catered, and the first night there was a chance for the new students to meet their pastoral tutors. The halls of residence were organised into zones around the university with dining halls located centrally in each zone. Ravenstone was the furthest away from their zone dining hall, being on the campus, but grouped with some halls of residence that were converted buildings off the main site. The trail of about 60 people went off in search of food, following campus maps that they had all been given in their arrivals packs.
Having all exerted themselves that afternoon with unpacking, all the new students set too with a will when food appeared, served by staff to the table rather than the more usual canteen style. Each of the floors at Ravenstone formed a tutor group, and the tutors were also in attendance at the evening meal. Having eaten, the groups naturally headed for the nearest bar for more socialising. James and Brian set off back to their room at the end of the night, both slightly the worse for wear.
The next few days were busy - university induction, departmental induction, course registration, collection of ID card to access university facilities, with the evenings filled with more 'getting you know you' activities. The end of the week brought the Freshers' Fair where all the clubs and societies laid out their wares for people to see. James ranged through the stalls laid out in the Students' Union building. Right in the middle was the large rainbow flag of the LGB society. James walked up to the stall and received a cheery greeting from the girl standing behind the table. After some pleasantries, James paid his membership money, took a booklet with some details for gay students, and moved on to sign up for some more societies that interested him.
It was the next Tuesday evening when James found himself entering the Students' Union building again and making his way to one of the smaller rooms. Standing outside was the girl he had met at the stand the previous week, who turned out to be the society president. Greeting James, the girl, whose name turned out to be Katie, invited him into the room where the society met. At one side was a bar, whilst over the rest of the room there were scattered chairs and tables. James was led by Katie to a table with some other people who lived nearby him on campus. Sitting in a free chair, James saw two people from the same block as him along with another guy he had seen around the dining hall at the evening meals.
There was mutual surprise when the guy from the same block as James saw him, as neither had had any idea that the other was gay. Unfortunately for James, the guy in question was definitely not among the best looking of the people in the block, so was not high on the list for getting some fun from.
Other people were wandering in, and it was easy to tell the new members of the university from those who had been there for a while. Even amongst the most confident newbies there was still a touch of hesitancy, whereas the returning people walked in and greeted their friends warmly. Over the course of the evening the groups started to mingle, and James got to meet people from all over the university and from various years.
Part way through the evening, Katie gave a general welcome and introduction to everyone and passed on information as to the events that were planned for that semester. Also introduced were some of the other officers of the society and information was given for new members as to where they could access safe sex supplies. After the formal bit, Hugo, the guy from James' hall of residence slipped out, saying he may be back for future meetings, but there were other things he wanted to do that evening.
James didn't think he had been in the presence of so many gay people before, and the thought that he may be able to get off with some of them was turning him on a bit. Unfortunately, as the evening drew on, it seemed as though he would strike out that night. At the signal that the bar was closing, James stood up and headed for the door. As he walked back through the darkened campus, he heard steps behind him. Turning, he saw a guy he seemed to remember was called Tim Higgins walking after him. Recalling that Tim lived in the same area of campus as he did, James waited for Tim to catch up.
As they walked back, James got to have a bit more of an in-depth chat with Tim as they walked, rather than having the inane 'getting to know you' conversations that were the bane of all first-years' lives. It transpired that Tim had had a boyfriend before heading to university, but the relationship had ended because his boyfriend didn't want to do long distance. For his part, James admitted that while he hadn't had a boyfriend, he's had sex with several guys. They continued talking about various people they had known until they got to a junction where James started to turn off to head back to his room but stopped when he noticed Tim wasn't following.
"Uh...I'm this way," Tim said, gesturing.
"I've got some wine in my room, so I'd normally have said why not come back for a drink," James replied
"Why don't you?"
"Got a roommate, so not sure how they'd react."
"Why not come back to mine," Tim suggested, "I'm sure I've got something to drink there."
Having nothing to lose, James agreed, and they set off down the other path, still chatting. As James was glancing out of the side of his eye towards Tim, he couldn't help but notice the dark-haired lad doing the same towards him. As they neared a building, Tim dug into his pocket for a key to the door. Both inside, they headed up one flight of stairs, then along the single corridor of this building. All the rooms were along one side of the building, with windows lining the corridor to the other side into a central courtyard. Tim stopped a few doors along and unlocked the door to his room and stepped in, with James following.
James closed the door behind him and as he turned back, he was pushed back into the door by Tim who went straight for a passionate kiss, which James eagerly returned. As they kissed, with James back up against the door, he could feel Tim reach and twist the lock on the door behind him. He could also feel, and more urgently wanted to get his hands on, Tim's hard cock, which he could feel pressed against his own through their trousers.
Once the door was locked, Tim's hand moved to work on James' shirt buttons, as James slid his own hand inside Tim's tight-fitting T-shirt and up the lad's smooth stomach and chest. Tim soon had James' shirt undone and James's hand was tweaking at Tim's hardened nipple. They had to break the kiss so that James could get Tim out of his T-shirt.
"I've needed this since Alex broke up with me," Tim said.
"He's missing out," James replied. "Rebound onto me whenever you like."
With their tops off, they resumed their kissing, one hand from each lad working over the other's torso whilst the other hands moved down to gain entry into their trousers. Both of them wearing jeans with tight waistbands, so it was not long before they had worked the buttons open to let them drop to the floor. They felt the comfort immediately as their hard cocks were freed from their jeans, and the boxers that they were wearing tented out.
Moving back into the room, Tim pulled James towards the bed and, when they reached it, instead of collapsing on top, James knelt to removed Tim's underwear, exposing the lad's eight-inch hard shaft which was leaking pre-cum. Tim groaned in pleasure as James' mouth took his shaft and began to stimulate his glans with his tongue. Relishing the taste of cock in his mouth, James slowly moved further down until he buried his nose in Tim's dark pubes. He pulled back, letting the hard shaft slip back out of his mouth before taking the whole length again. James spent some time sucking at Tim's cock as the other lad lay back across the bed, his head propped up by the wall.
Wanting his turn, Tim indicated that they should swap positions and so James took his place on the bed whilst Tim knelt on the floor. Rather than diving straight in, Tim started off by gently wanking James' hard cock before taking it in his mouth. It only took a moment for James to know that Tim was an accomplished cocksucker. James lost himself in the pleasure that Tim was giving - a pleasure that was heightened as Tim moved a hand between James' legs and started to play with his hole as well.
"You up for being fucked?" Tim asked.
"God, yes," James breathed in reply.
Tim grabbed a towel which was on a convenient rail next to the washbasin and laid it out on the bed. James was positioned on his knees, hand grasping the bed frame just above the pillows. Turning his head, he could see Tim rip open a packed of lube he'd got from the LGB society earlier, then start to grease up his cock and James' arse. As ever, the first cold touch of the lube caused James to tense up, but Tim's skilled fingers soon put that to rights.
With one hand on James' hip, Tim used the other to guide his cock into James' waiting hole. James could feel the bulbous head pressing at his sphincter. There was a moment of pain as his hole was opened, then glorious pleasure as Tim's slick shaft moved deeper inside James. Before he got all the way in, Tim pulled back, but at the second, slow insertion, his cock got inexorably deeper into James' arse until he could feel Tim's pubes tickling at his coccyx. Another slow removal and reinsertion and, having got his measure, Tim began to speed up. This was a gradual process as both Tim and James got used to each other, until Tim was finally pistoning as hard as he could into James' receptive arse.
As Tim grunted with the effort he was putting in to fucking James, James was just as vocal as his hole burned with the pleasure of being ploughed by a thick eight-inch cock. James could feel Tim's hold on his hips getting tighter as the dark-haired lad used as much leverage as he could get to get as deep as possible. Each thrust of Tim's shaft sent a wave of stimulation through James' prostate whilst James' sphincter was feeding that stimulation back into Tim, pulsing with every thrust that Tim made.
"Fuck...fuck yeah!" Tim shouted as he blasted his seed into James, who, in the throes of his own orgasm, was spilling his cum over the towel that Tim had thrown on the bed earlier. Coming down slowly from their joint orgasms, they collapsed onto the single bed after James had pushed the towel off onto the floor.
"I hope the walls aren't thin here," Tim said with a smile at James. "That was loud - but I needed it."
"Me too," agreed James. "I'd been hoping university would not be short of sex."
With a knowing look, Tim smiled back at James. "You're not planning to go back to your room tonight, are you?"
"Hell no. Better to be sharing a bed with a hot guy than a room with my un-sexy straight roommate."
"Good, I'm glad."
They re-arranged themselves on the bed to get the thin duvet over them and gradually fell asleep in each other's arms.
The night spent on the single bed was not the most comfortable James had spent but waking in Tim's arms and with his morning wood poking his crack made it worth it. Normally an early riser, James woke before Tim, but the booze he had consumed the previous evening had caused him to sleep for longer than normal. Glancing at Tim's watch which was propped on the bedside table, he could see that he had missed breakfast. Preparing to lie back and enjoy the situation in which he found himself, James had a sudden thought that he had to go and sign up for a tutorial group in the department that morning, so at some point he may have to wake Tim up.
He lay back, but as he did so, Tim grunted and opened an eye.
"Morning you," Tim said, looking up at James.
"Morning yourself," James responded with a smile.
"Is there still time to get to breakfast?"
"Sorry, it's just finished. I have a better idea though."
As Tim was waking up and rubbing the sleep from his eyes, James got out of the bed and pulled back the covers, exposing Tim's groin. Kneeling by the bed, James moved his head to start sucking on the Tim's engorged shaft.
"Fuck yeah, that's the way to wake up," Tim breathed down. "Get up here so I can suck you."
Not needing any further encouragement, James got back on the bed and lay next to Tim, the two lads, sucking away at each other's cocks. Although James' morning glory had subsided, his erection soon returned with the ministrations of Tim's mouth. He could feel Tim's saliva running down his cock into his pubes just as his was on Tim's body. The smell of Tim filled James' nostrils as he sucked - the sweat of their exertions last night and just the hint of yesterday's deodorant. James was in heaven - this combined two of his favourite things - a thick cock in his mouth and a hot lad with his lips round James' own shaft.
The desire of the morning meant neither lad lasted long. James came first, coating the inside of Tim's mouth with six thick shots of cum. Almost immediately afterwards, Tim responded with seven deposits of his own in James' mouth. James quickly turned and kissed Tim with plenty of tongue, mingling their seed as they kissed.
Eventually they broke off and, glancing again at Tim's watch, James gave his apologies as he had to leave.
"Your cum was better than breakfast though," he said, as he pulled on his clothes.
"You're not wrong there. See you around James."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story, which was originally only going to be four or five chapters, has grown about five times as long as I expected it to. Having got James to university, it seems like an appropriate time to take a short break and refresh my creativity. James' story will continue...in the future.