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JAMES COMES OF AGE
CHAPTER 36 - Mentor in more ways than one
James headed back to university to begin his third and final year. To cope with the burdens of academic work this year, he, along with quite a few of his friends, had decided to move back into accommodation provided by the university where he did not have to worry about feeding himself and there was good access to the library to research and work in. One thing that returning students were encouraged to do was to act as mentors to newly arriving students. James had not done this in the second year, but this year one of his friends, Alison, herself in the second year, had asked to team up, so he had agreed.
The first time that the mentors would meet the students they were mentoring was at an evening mixer. Because Alison was living in a rented house off site, James and Alison had met up at James' room before heading down. There were already a lot of people there, but luckily there were name badges for everyone, so once James and Alison had picked theirs up, it was just a case of wandering round until they found their mentees. As there were two of them, they had been allocated two mentees - a girl called Holly and a guy called Oscar. Holly was easy to find, a tall, thin, ginger haired girl. Once they had found Holly, the three of them looked round to see if they could find Oscar.
After some more looking round, they ran into Oscar. He was slightly taller than James, with a similar hair style to James, parted in the centre and hanging down either side of his face, though a much darker brown than James' almost auburn hair. He wore glasses as well. Having got together, Alison suggested they go back to her house as it would be quieter there, as her housemates were out. It would, undoubtedly be quieter - almost all of the new students and at least as many mentors were in the bar, which was horrendously crowded, so they set off to Alison's house which was not too far away off the campus.
It was a good evening, getting to know Oscar and Holly. Holly was typical of the new students, having turned 18 the previous May, whereas Oscar was nearly the same age as James, being not only one of the oldest in his year, having his birthday in late September, but also having taking a year out before university. At the end, James walked Holly and Oscar back to the campus, and it was only when they were heading to their rooms that James realised that Oscar was only a few doors down from his own room. James had also noticed, as he followed Oscar up the two flights of stairs that led to their rooms, that Oscar had a very nice ass.
Over the next few days, James would run into Oscar at various times, often getting food in the dining hall, or as he passed his room. He had another surprise when he was chatting to a friend at the LGB society when they said that they had known Oscar back at home.
"Yeah, I knew Oscar quite well," Thomas, James' friend said. "We were never quite sure if he was gay, straight or bi."
"How do you mean?" James asked.
"Well, he had one really good friend in school who was a guy, but then he also seemed to have a girlfriend for a bit. No one was quite sure what the relationship, if there was one, in either case actually was. He was one of the people I told that I was gay, and he reacted in an 'Oh, interesting' way rather than the normal well done for coming out way."
This conversation gave James something to think about for the rest of that evening. He had to admit that the thought of seeing Oscan naked had been filling James' wank fantasies since that first evening when they had met. The thought that he may be able to enact those fantasies sent him into overdrive when he got back to his room later that evening and was knocking one out before going to sleep. Each time James walked past Oscar's room, he was thinking about what it would be like to be invited in.
A week or so later, Alison invited James, Oscar and Holly round to her house for a small party. There were a few other people there that James knew as mutual friends of his and Alison's. Holly wasn't able to make it that evening as she had a social event with one of the societies that she had joined. Although there were other first year students at the party, because of where they lived, James and Oscar were walking on their own for a fair amount of the route back.
"I hear you know Thomas Ogilvie from back home," James said.
"Yeah," Oscar replied, "We were on a sports team together, though he was a couple of years above me. How do you know him?"
Knowing that Thomas had come out to Oscar, James had no qualms about saying that they knew each other through the LGB society.
"Sorry if this is rude, but does that mean you are gay or bi or what?"
"I remember Alison introducing me as her gay best friend, but that must have been to Holly, not you. That should tell you that I'm gay."
James looked over at Oscar who was nodding to himself. As Thomas had said, there was no congratulations, no I would or wouldn't have guessed. They walked on in silence for a bit. James was the one to break it.
"So, do you have anyone? Thomas said he thought you had had a girlfriend back in school."
They had reached the building where Oscar and James' rooms were and were heading for the smaller back staircase to head up. Oscar glanced around.
"To be honest, I've had both a boyfriend and a girlfriend in the past. Neither of them lasted very long though.
James could feel himself hardening. Perhaps he did have a chance.
"Well, you are at university now," James said. "You never know what new people you will meet."
Again, James was following Oscar up the stairs. The younger lad was wearing a leather jacket which hung to the middle of his buttocks. There seemed to be some sort of pattern that appeared and disappeared as Oscar headed up the stairs. First of all James thought it was Oscar's shirt, but he hadn't been wearing a shirt earlier. It seemed too low for even the lowest of low riding jeans to be showing underwear. As they headed up the second flight of stairs, James realised what it was - there was a patch of red and black, almost tiger pattern material, sewn to the backside of the jeans. This accentuated Oscar's ass even more than the jeans he wore normally. By the time they got to the top of the stairs, James was breathing heavily, and not just from the efforts of climbing.
The two lads walked along the corridor towards their rooms. Oscar's was the first room they reached and they paused outside as Oscar unlocked the door.
"Um...er...I'll say goodnight then," said Oscar, gesturing towards his room.
"Ok then," said James, who was attempting to keep disappointment out of his voice. He turned and carried on walking towards his room.
"Er, James," called Oscar from behind him, "I don't suppose there is any chance you'd like to come in."
James turned with a small smile.
"I don't see why not," he said, walking back to Oscar's room.
The door closed behind them, and Oscar turned the latch. He had already taken his shoes, jacket and hoodie off and was stood in his T-shirt and jeans. The coloured material stood out and accentuated his ass even more than it had on the stairs.
"What is it you are after?" James asked.
"Well...I was wondering if you wanted to have sex."
James raised an eyebrow at the boldness.
"I haven't had any for ages," Oscar said, pleadingly. "I'm so fucking desperate."
To be honest with himself, James would have jumped Oscar where he stood, but gave the lad an appraising look anyway.
"Alright then," he said.
"Why don't you get comfortable then. Take your shoes and coat off."
James did as he was asked, hanging his coat on the back of the door next to Oscar's jacket, then kneeling to remove his shoes. As Oscar had already taken his jumper off, James also removed his. When he stood again, Oscar moved in, one hand going straight for James' crotch.
"Fuck me," Oscar said, "you're hard already. You must be well up for it."
"You're not bad looking," James replied, with understatement, his own hands groping at Oscar's ass.
They transitioned into kissing, Oscar using his spare hand to pull James' T-shirt out of his jeans, then doing the same for his own clothing. James had been pushed up against the wardrobe by Oscar, who was now struggling to undo the button on James' jeans to get better access to the older lad's cock. James had slipped one of his hands inside the waistband of Oscar's jeans and was enjoying the firmness of his mentee's ass.
Oscar had now managed to open James' jeans and had pushed them down slightly and was playing with James' cock through his boxers. James was attempting to work Oscar's T-shirt up his body. Finally the younger lad gave in and pulled the T-shirt off himself, soon following by removing James' T-shirt. As Oscar was doing this, James took advantage of the break in kissing to undo Oscar's jeans and push them down. He could see the outline of the lad's cock in his tight boxer briefs, a treasure-trail leading down from Oscar's belly button to the wonders below.
With the clothes removed, or mainly so, Oscar moved in to resume the kiss. The two lad's cocks rubbed against each other as James pulled Oscar towards him as he continued to massage Oscar's ass. Oscar's hands were exploring James' body as they were pressed together.
It was now James taking the lead. Once his hands were inside Oscar's boxer briefs, he moved his right hand around and, pulling his hips back slightly, moved in on Oscar's penis. He could feel the warmth in his hand and the slickness of the pre-cum leaking from the head. He just wanted more now and could feel the way Oscar was kissing changing as James played with his cock. With his left hand, he began to work Oscar's underwear off round his ass, then slowly over his hips before finally using both hands to push the underwear off at the front, letting Oscar's cock free.
James began to push back onto Oscar, getting the lad back to his bed. There was a slight bump as Oscar backed into the bed, which caused him to break the kiss. Again, James took advantage of the pause to drop to his knees and push Oscar's underwear to the floor while at the same time getting his mouth round Oscar's shaft. The younger lad gave a sharp intake of breath as he felt the damp warmth of James' mouth round the head of his cock. James could not get his hands back on Oscar's ass immediately as he was first of all getting Oscar's socks off, then removing his own underwear and socks.
"You OK to take me without lube?" Oscar asked from above James' head.
"Uh huh," was all that James could respond with Oscar's eight inches filling his mouth.
"I don't have any lube you see," added Oscar.
"That'll be fine," said James, reluctantly removing his mouth from Oscar's cock. "You like to fuck guys then."
"God yes, when I am with a guy I am always in charge."
This disappointed James a bit. Oscar had the most perfectly fuckable ass, but it looked like it would remain inviolate that night. It did seem that it would be fun to be fucked by Oscar's cock. It was just slightly bigger than James' in all dimensions - an extra half inch longer and just a bit thicker - just what James liked. To make sure he was able to take it, James got his mouth back on Oscar's cock, relishing the taste of the pre-cum. His own cock was leaking just as much as Oscar's was. Although he was probably not going to get to fuck it, James was playing gently with Oscar's hole with one hand whilst with the other he worked his own ring so he would be ready for the fucking when it began.
"We'll need to move a bit," Oscar said.
Oscar positioned James on the bed - laid back, one of Oscar's pillows under his ass, raising it up so that it was lined up for easy entry. James loved this moment, looking up, vulnerable, waiting for the beautiful pain as his hole was opened by another cock. He could see Oscar moving closer, then the pressure of the lad's cock at his entrance, then the pressure as his ring gave way and the cock was inside. Without lube, Oscar had to take things slow, gradually working his way deeper in with each gentle thrust. James' ass was on fire with pleasure as Oscar gradually filled him up more and more, until at last he could feel Oscar's pubes up against him.
It was a beautiful sight, Oscar looking down from above him, his hair falling away from his face as he leant forward. Their lips met again as James wrapped his legs round Oscar's body, pulling the younger lad in. James could feel Oscar deep inside him, each time he moved, his cock stimulating James' prostate.
"Fuck, this is good," breathed James as Oscar probed his depths.
Oscar was really thrusting now, and James could see sweat beading on his torso, hairless other than the treasure-trail.
"Are you able to hold on tight?" Oscar asked.
"What?" James asked.
Without giving James time to think, Oscar had leant forward and grabbed James under his shoulders and lifted him bodily from the bed, all without letting his cock fall from James' ass. James gripped tight with his legs as well as throwing his arms round Oscar's shoulders, then Oscar had turned and fallen back onto the bed, leaving James now on top.
"Gah!" James exclaimed as Oscar's cock was pushed deeper in as they landed back on the bed.
"Fuck, that was awesome," James said and leant down to kiss Oscar again. Oscar's hand had snaked between their bodies and was now vigorously wanking James. Responding to this, James got up speed, sliding up and down Oscar's cock, clenching his buttocks and sphincter as he did so to increase the pleasure for his mentee. Oscar looked just as good laid back on the bed as he did when he was above James.
"Oh God! Fuck yes! Oh fuck, yes!" Oscar was not hiding the pleasure he was in as James was riding his cock.
Oscar's yells were becoming more urgent, and James was himself getting vocal as Oscar's cock in his ass and hand on his cock were pushing him towards climax. They came at the same time, Oscar's cock pulsing as he shot eight times into James' hole as James disgorged his load over Oscar's stomach and chest.
James dismounted and lay, panting, next to Oscar, who, as he recovered, grabbed some tissues from a box next to the bed and cleaned himself up.
"Thanks for that," said Oscar, leaning over to kiss James. "I really needed that."
"It was a pleasure to help," James responded. "You are damn good looking. I was never going to say no. You can always call on me if you need help again."
"Oh, I'm sure I will," said Oscar.
There was noise in the corridor as a group of students returned to their rooms.
"I'd probably better get back," said James.
"Sure," said Oscar. "I'm not out as bi to many people here, so it would probably be best if you were discrete when leaving."
"Oh. I will be," said James, pulling his clothes on and making an attempt to neaten his tousled hair.
Another group of students were heard passing in the other direction, then James pulled open the door, and made for his own room and bed.