"Why not just study?" Mr. Chommer asked. He fumbled through some papers and stuffed them into his brief case.
Kelly stood by the desk, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "Uh I do, Sir. But I have to work and check in at home to see how my old man is doing and I barely get 6 hours of sleep at night" He adjusted his crotch absentmindedly.
Chommer looked up just as Kelly's hand moved his noticeably sized penis down his leg.
"Really, maybe some extra work or something?" Kelly asked "I can't flunk out of this class, just can't. I barely can afford to pay for classes so I can't lose all that."
"Relax Kelly you're not flunking, grade is low though" Chommer had opened his grade book "yea a bit low" He looked back at Kelly. He looked young for a college student. His thick hair was disheveled; his tee shirt barely met his jeans creating a view of his bare stomach. His jeans had worn places on his leg and beside his fly.
Chommer has assumed Kelly's usual casual clothing was due to whatever trend preferred by the students. But perhaps not. The student like many others who barely afforded classes at the community college had minimal income.
Some did so well at the school; they qualified for scholarships or at least loans for much more prestigious colleges. He wasn't sure if Kelly would be able to do that. His grades were barely acceptable.
"What kind of job do you have?" Chommer sat on the edge of his desk. One knee was pointed at Kelly.
Kelly continued "I do stock for Lang's Groceries at night, you know load in from trucks and unpack em so they can stock the shelves."
"No wonder the boy looks healthy" Though Chommer "Late at night?" he asked out loud.
"Yes Sir, I go home to do stuff, then study at the basement where I work later...usually sleep there till I come here".
"The boy is practically homeless" thought Chommer. "Nobody at home?" he asked
"My old man is there, but he's kind of not working and just drinks and lies around. I make dinner for him and then go to the basement of Lang's" Kelly said.
Kelly's hand moved under his tee shirt. It moved upwards, Chommer noticed then down to his stomach and stayed there. Chommer felt his penis hardening. It was difficult not to get aroused on campus. All the healthy young, casually dressed students were almost purposely flirting with anyone looking.
And Chommer looked and liked what he saw. They were all legal age and usually dressed in shorts, tank tops, sometimes went shirtless while walking to or from classes. The pool was even more frustrating. Boys still wore small Speedos.
"They all can't be gay" he had said to Brent, another teacher. The two met to eat lunch near the pool and campus walkway daily.
"Uh I have Saturday mornings off and can do some extra work then" Kelly said. Chommer wondered what Kelly looked like in Speedos. He suddenly became aware that Kelly had stepped closer. His legs stepped apart near Chommer's knee.
"Uh why not study then?" Chommer said.
"If I go home, the old man will make me do stuff. I usually walk around or catch up on sleep in the basement. They don't care and afternoon deliveries have me working till the evening.
"I see" Chommer said adjusting his position. He saw Kelly's eyes glance toward his growing crotch. "The kid is definitely flirting with me" he thought.
"So I could do extra uh you know, after I get off from work Friday nights as long as I get back to the store by Saturday afternoon" Kelly said stepping forward and straddling Chommer's knee.
"Hey somebody will see you" Chommer said standing.
"I did extra work for Miss Abrams and got my grades up" Kelly said.
"Mary? I mean Miss Abrams? What did you do for her?" Chommer thought "the kid is a bisexual?"
"Oh just some cleaning, chores around the place, her house needed lots of repairing and painting. Took four weeks but she sold the place. So my work stopped."
"Oh I thought..." Chommer started to reveal his thoughts.
"Strange though, she made me work shirtless all the time, even gave me some overalls to wear once; you know the kind that you don't wear anything under." Kelly was smiling. His hands had tugged his jeans higher which showed his penis more.
"Oh probably to keep you cooled off. Young guys like you always looks like you're overheating" Chommer's eyes stared at the boy's jeans that defined his growing penis.
"Here let me help you" Her hand reached out and touched his bare leg as Kelly reached from the ladder to replace the overhead light bulbs. It was his second Saturday helping Miss Abrams. He had already cut the lawn and began to prime her walls for the eventual painting he would do.
He stripped off his tee shirt and put on the shorts she provided. "Those were my boyfriends" she said "When I was young enough to have one".
She didn't move away as he started to unbutton his jeans. "Oh go ahead, I've seen naked men before" she said.
Kelly turned away and pulled his jeans down. His bare buttocks displayed themselves for Abrams view until he pulled the tight cutoffs up his legs.
"You ok?" She asked.
Kelly couldn't help but jump when the hands moved just below his buttocks. "Yea I'm fine, thanks for steadying me" he said.
Two weeks later it was time to paint. Miss Abrams suggested Kelly strip bare so the paint would drip on him rather than the clothes she gave him. "You can just shower afterwards" she offered.
Kelly was naked in the empty room moving the roller. Now and then he heard Miss Abrams walk by the open door. He knew she acted like she was checking on the painting but also looking at him. He liked being looked at even in high school when he joined the swim team.
And the final day, after all the painting, the yard work and the repairs were done, Kelly stood half naked as usual, wearing his jeans slung low.
"Tell you what I'll pay for the full day but there's one thing you can do for me. I know this'll sound odd but I like you." She said stepping closer to him.
Kelly figured that sooner or later the woman would want him to have sex with her. He had experienced touching, wearing tight shorts, wearing bib overalls that didn't button on either side and painting rooms naked. He hoped she wouldn't ask before now because his refusal would probably end the job and he needed the income.
"I used to uh watch my boyfriend, I mean years ago. It was weird I know but watching him masturbate excited me. I loved to watch him get into it, you know all excited, writhing, stalling then finally letting his body go crazy. You know what I mean a young boy like you probably does it many times a day and night right?"
Kelly was getting nervous as he felt her body heat. Her finger toyed with his nipple ring. "Just uh watched?" he asked.
"Oh we had sex don't get me wrong. It was wonderful. But one day I came home and he was alone doing that and I stayed hidden or so I thought, watched him. He later told me he liked me watching him. I think you liked it when I watched you paint and do things here right?"
"Oh uh" Kelly stammered "I guess I was being polite" he knew it was a lame excuse.
"You were and I liked it. So will you?" She asked
"You want me to jack, er I mean masturbate while you watch?" He said "no uh two of us doing stuff?" "You just start and I'll sneak in you know like I said I used to" She said "You can use my bedroom, it used to be where he and I..." her voice drifted off as she stared into the past. A tear flowed down her cheek.
"You keep saying used to..I mean Miss Abrams you're not uh old lookin, I mean a woman like you can find uh someone, not me, I'm... but ..."
Kelly wanted to be nice to the woman. Despite her behavior, she had paid him well for the job, even made him lunches and brought him cold drinks while he worked in the yard wearing those small cutoff shorts. He wondered what neighbors thought seeing him like that and then the older woman brining him cold colas.
"OK?" She asked. She reached forward and for the first time touched the obvious bulge in his jeans "Looks like you need it"
"Uh, I guess, sure, ok" Kelly smiled and began to unbutton his jeans letting them fall down his legs as his erection bounced into plain view. He wanted to display himself to her.
"Nice, now go to the bedroom, don't go too far, hold back as long as possible, think of some girls at school, really get into it" She said
Kelly walked down the newly painted hallway towards the lady's bedroom. He knew she liked watching his bare buttocks and flexed them as he walked.
The bed smelled of flowers. He lay on it and decided to close his eyes.
"Hey want me to come over?" Emory asked. They had just finished classes. Graduation ceremony was a week away. They were both carrying gym clothes, books and other times they had emptied out of their no longer needed lockers.
"For what?" Kelly asked.
"You promised once we graduated..." Emory said
"We haven't graduated yet" Kelly said pushing Emory.
"Well we can bj but I prefer you do what you promised" Emory said "and you said we'd do it all week until the ceremony" He reminded. "What about your old man?"
"He's probably at Carvey's as usual. Doesn't get home till dinner time. All the times we've jacked and sucked you don't remember that?" Kelly said
"This is different I want to take my time" Emory patted Kelly's round mounts covered in denim.
The room was small as was the bed. It had supported the two of them many afternoons and some nights since they first started sharing their lust and new found attraction to each other.
Kelly tossed the pile of high school necessities and stripped. "Use some of that" he pointed as he knelt on the bed.
"Oh so you were ready for this after all" Emory, now naked as well, reached for the lotion and began to lather himself.
"Put some on me too" Kelly instructed and felt Emory's familiar finger diving inside him. It had been there before contributing to whatever other orgasm caused activity they were engaged in.
"Get ready, relax, breath" Emory instructed.
He moved inside the long awaited hole. It stretched like a welcoming mouth swallowing the full thickness and length like a hungry animal.
"You sure you haven't done this before?" Emory asked
"Shut up and fuck the hell out of me" Kelly groaned pushing his hips back onto the hardness his friend offered.
He opened his eyes and saw Miss Abrams peeking. His finger had reached behind him and inside while his other hand joyfully juggled his testicles and slid down his shaft to the precum covered acorn cock head. Kelly closed his eyes again.
"Hey kid what are you doing in here?" The clerk called out. Kelly had snuck out of the house and in the alley entrance once again. He looked at the images on the video boxes and magazines. The first time it was exciting and educational. The other times the photos showed him things that guys did with guys.
If someone moved close, he moved to where the magazines were that had men and women together. But as soon as the other people moved comfortably away, Kelly returned to open the pages that excited him instead.
"Oh he's with me" A tall man said. Kelly looked and the man winked. "Want to see some of the video stuff?" he held up a coin. Kelly moved into the booth with the man and together they watched boys giving oral sex and indulging in anal sex. He saw the man reveal his erection and pump it. "You want to suck it?" Kelly shook his head and watched while the man spewed out white sperm into his hand.
"Next time kid"
Kelly looked for the man in other times he snuck in and finally was in a booth with him. "This is your last chance kid, I'm leaving town" the man said as he began to strip Kelly.
Kelly didn't stop the stranger as his tee shirt and jeans were removed. He unzipped the man's fly and kissed his cock. He was soon totally naked with the man, feeling his body and feeling his hands.
The finger in his butthole, the cock that slid in and out of his mouth, his own cock jacked and sucked and finally he was moved in front of the man, held in place by his strong arms and he felt the pain. "It'll be ok, just relax and let it happen" the man said in his ear.
The video showed two men doing what they were doing. Kelly thought it was an odd experience feeling what was happening on the video screen and it became easier as the man promised. He jacked his cock as the man fucked him slow at first the faster until he stopped.
"Nice kid, nice and tight" The man turned Kelly around and pulled him close. Kelly felt the man's sperm oozing out of his stretched butt hole. He hoped it didn't make a mess on the floor or their clothes. And then his worrying went away as the man pulled him close and began to kiss him.
His body was so tight it hurt. Kelly was stroking faster and faster now. His eyes opened just enough to see Miss Abrams leaning against the wall now. She was touching her own crotch and the other hand held a phone .. Probably taking a photo of Kelly naked, sweaty and in such lust filled panic he didn't care.
"So you boys huh?" His step father asked as Kelly put the plates on the table. "I was watchn" he said without looking up from the packaged spaghetti. "You looked like you were having fun, so I guess you're a fag" he said.
Kelly couldn't eat at that point.
"I thought your friend was a lady's man, I mean the way he looks and stuff. I guess I knew you weren't" the man still didn't look up. "You two do it every day?" he asked.
Kelly didn't answer.
"Don't matter, just have dinner ready when I come home, and keep your dirty stuff inside, understand?" he looked up at Kelly.
"Yes sir" Kelly said
His masturbating slowed down at that point. It wasn't as if the man as calling him names or kicking him out. In fact he acted like he didn't care about what Emory and he were doing.
Then Kelly remembered the sight. Emory's familiar bare buttocks, his broad back and his head bobbing up and down. Kelly's step father was sitting in his favorite chair when Kelly came home, expecting to find Emory waiting for him.
He watched and knew his step father saw him. The man smiled. Kelly stripped naked and masturbated standing there while his step father was getting a blow job by Emory.
It hurt, like hot lava it exploded stream after stream. Kelly couldn't stop it. He worried his cum would land on Miss Abrams quilt so he aimed his spitting penis towards his own face...feeling splatters on his chin. He was exhausted and lay back trying to catch his breath.
The feeling of the warm cloth startled him.
"Just lay there honey, let me take care of you" Miss Abrams had sat on the edge of the bed. In her hand was a wet cloth which she used to wipe the many wet spots and puddles of his sperm from his crotch, thighs, stomach, chest and chin.
"So much sperm. I think you had more than even Albert used to. When was the last time you did this anyway?"
Kelly heard himself admit he had masturbated that morning before coming to her house.
"Think you can do it again for me?" She asked
Kelly held his limp penis "I think I wore it out" he said.
She laughed as the wet cloth moved to his penis and testicles. Miss Abram sighed.
"We should have done this before now; I would have liked to see it." She said His penis began to harden. Miss Abrams said "oh good, you can do it again."
Kelly couldn't keep his mind off the feeling of his hardening cock in his jeans admitting to Mr. Chommer "Yea I get hard, I mean hot easily" Kelly said "So what about it? Can I earn some extra points?"
"So did he go for it?" Emory, a friend of Kelly's was waiting for him.
"He said he'd think about it. The way he looked at me, I thought for sure I had em" Kelly said.
"You mean he IS gay? I thought so, but man he dresses like an old man, worse the Fletcher" Emory said
"No not that, although he certainly seemed to look at my cock" Kelly said
"Those old jeans show it off hard or soft" Emory reminded him "that's why you wear em right?"
"Shit I can't afford new ones. Besides I was asking him about homework, a paper or research or something" Kelly said as he peeled his shirt off to endure the afternoon sun.
"You should have done that" Emory's finger reached over and flicked the one gold nipple ring on Kelly's smooth chest. Emory removed his own shirt now, his weight lifting developed pectorals revealed themselves and the two gold rings that dangled from them.
"You got time for BJ?" Emory threw an arm over Kelly's bare shoulders. Kelly returned the move not caring who saw the two half naked boys with arms around each other.
"You or me?" he asked and laughed.
"Hell we both need it maybe some 69 action like we used to do in high school? What about your old man? Think we can drain before he wants his dinner?"
"Hell it doesn't matter; he's usually sleeping now anyway, besides I think he knew what we were doing back then. Remember when he threatened to kick me out if you kept coming over." Kelly reminded his friend.
"But I kept comin" Emory laughed "and so did you"
The two laughed as they walked to the rundown house where Kelly lived with his step-father and where they two would relive their past of mutually satisfying relief.
The night air was hot and still a bit humid. Alex Chommer stared out the window. The house was dark so nobody from the outside could see he was naked. He often walked around the house that way. It felt free, sexy and the basis for some fantasy about pizza delivery boys he might invite in or some lost hitchhiker.
He pulled on a pair of running shorts for his upcoming jog through the neighborhood. He often took advantage of the darkness and the cool are to jog before going to bed.
It wasn't cool that night but he jogged out the door anyway. The jog would take him through the main street area, near the community college where he taught and back home. He never jogged for distance but only for time. His alarm watch would sound when he had to turn back and head for home, showering and his bed.
It was a large bed, king size in fact.
"So you got enough room for your entire class" Brent had commented. Brent and Alex would drive from the town on some weekends visiting bars and dance clubs in the next city.
Brent went there alone often and told Alex of his sexual exploits in sex clubs, bars, bathhouses and apartments.
"You gotta get away man; you'll end up a dirty old man like Fletcher, with nothing to show for it."
They dined with Maurice Fletcher now and then. The man had flirted with Alex when he started teaching there. But nothing romantic happened; even better they became friends and as a result he met Brent, another gay teacher there.
"You gotta wake up man. When a student flirts with you, he wants something other than grades and even if he doesn't go for it. Hell it's not like high school, they're legal here" Brent urged more than once as they ate lunch sitting on the grass as students passed by them.
He jogged on and on. The humidity had his bare torso coated with sweat quickly. It was difficult to breathe too. But Alex jogged on determined not to become like Fletcher. "At least I can keep in shape" he thought "horny but in shape". He laughed out loud and it echoed against the dark windowed quiet building around him.
"Be careful with the kids" Fletcher had warned him "they may be legal aged but if word gets around you're messin with them, parents will find out, the school will find out and you'll be out of here quickly. And the damn Dean will notify the other Community schools too. He's homophobic."
So even after two years there, Alex had never let himself be more then interested in the hot and seemingly willing male students. He walked around the classrooms, seeing erected shorts and jeans, open shirt buttons, sleeveless tee shirts, expanded chests and shoulders and stored the images for his self-satisfying hands at home alone.
Then there were those trips with Brent. The motel they usually checked into was full of men like them. Young men seemed to come and go from rooms or swim in nearly transparent shorts in the pool. And now and then Alex would find himself sharing bed and pleasure with one or more he had met there or in the nearby clubs.
He thought of moving to the city and had done research on any potential employers there. But the small town atmosphere, the tree lined streets, the quiet nights and the lure of the students he dared not show more than a teacher's interest in, stalled any decision of moving.
The store lined street was ahead of him. A car or two were moving about, but the windows were dark. Staffs were in their homes. The main street as it was actually called was nearly a ghost town image.
He jogged down the street, hearing the pad of his runner shoe soles share the sounds of his breathing near gasping echo.
Lang's Grocery sign was lit up in bright pink neon. It was probably red at one point but the color had faded with time. There were larger stores, some grocery only and others that included groceries, drugs and clothing. But they were at least a 30 minute drive away.
Fortunately for Lang's, people in this down still preferred a shorter drive or even walk.
It was that image of a shirtless boy in shorts carrying grocery bags down his street that both aroused and warmed Alex heart when he first moved here.
He jogged around the corner ignoring the watch alarm that indicated he should return home. It wasn't a conscious decision to ignore it, he just felt like it.
Perhaps it was his subconscious that guided him because as soon as he passed by the side of Lang's he saw Kelly.
The small truck's back gate was on ground level. Boxes were piled high. And grabbing one was a shirtless young male that Alex recognized immediately was Kelly.
"Hey" Alex jogged close enough and continued to run in place.
Kelly looked up and stood erect. His unbuttoned sagging jeans captured Alex's eye. He could see the top of the boy's flat belly and thanks for the lights that illuminated the area, the top of the boy's pubic hair as well.
"Wow" It was Kelly's words who voiced Alex's thoughts "You're hot"
Alex wanted to believe it was a compliment. "Yea humid out tonight, you look pretty slick yourself" he congratulated on the double meaning of his response.
"Sweat, I love to sweat" Kelly wiped some of the sweat off his chest. A flash of reflected light bounced off one of his nipples.
Alex recognized the nipple ring that dangled there.
"Better be careful, your jeans are gonna slip off" he said wondering what would happen if he gave the sagging jeans some help right there. Kelly laughed. "Yea I know, I'd do this naked if I could get away with it"
Alex immediately envisioned the sight of Kelly totally naked; his lean bodies glowing with sweat head to toe as he lifted boxes easily above his head like Atlas holding the globe. Kelly's now revealed chest muscles expanding, his arms bulging.
"So jogging huh?" Kelly brought Alex attention back to reality as he lifted a box.
"Yea every night, usually cooler then this" Alex continued to jog in place "So when do you finish all this?"
"Almost done actually. Wish they had a shower in there." Kelly disappeared as carried the box down the stairs.
Alex was tempted to follow him and let his lust take over. It couldn't be by accident they met like this.
Kelly reappeared "So did you consider my uh offer?" he lifted another box and turned but waited for a response.
"Yea, extra work. I guess we could work on something" Alex heard his words, ones he didn't' believe he spoke.
Kelly had gone back down the stairs.
"So no shower here" Alex said as Kelly re-emerged "goin home then?"
"Naw I'll just go over to the pool tomorrow, then back here to work I guess" he held the last box putting it on one shoulder nearly fulfilling the image Alex had earlier of Atlas.
"Tell you what, why don't I wait for you. You can shower at my place." Alex was beating even harder but not from the humid air around him. His cock was hard, his stomach nervous and somewhere in his brain a battle of intentions occurred.
"Great, I'd like that, be right back" Kelly carried the box on his shoulder. Alex wasn't sure but the boy seemed to flex before turning away.
Kelly returned after locking the door. He reached to close the truck bed and Alex stopped jogging to help him. They both closed the doors and Kelly pressed the padlock.
"There, finally, been loading for hours tonight. I guess they have a big sale goin with the holiday comin up" he said. Kelly bent over to retrieve an earlier discarded shirt.
His sagging jeans slid lower displaying his buttock cleavage. Alex wanted to run his finger down the opening or even use his tongue.
Kelly stood up "We can jog there right?" he asked.
Alex remembered he was supposed to keep jogging and resumed it standing in place. `Oh yea, just down the street and a few blocks."
They jogged side by side, both shirtless and glowing with sweat. Their conversation was in hushed voices less they awake those who slept in their homes. A couple of times their laughter was louder but they returned to their quiet talk.
Alex remembered the first touch. It was Kelly who during some talk about keeping in shape put the back of his hand on Alex chest as they ran. It was a glancing touch but it sent a jolt through Alex body.
And it opened the door for more. Alex reached later and flicked the nipple ring on Kelly's chest. It reflected street lights as they ran.
"So why did you get this?" he asked
Kelly's explanation was simple and telling "it feels good, especially when I do this" he tugged at it.
Alex wanted to tug it but he refrained.
"Go ahead you do it, I know you want to" Kelly said "everybody does".
Alex, ignoring the "everybody" remark fingered and tugged not wanting to hurt the boy.
"Harder" Kelly urged and Alex tugged at the ring again.
Kelly laughed "you're not trying, maybe later" he promised thought Alex.
The house was small. Probably built during the war when they trained Officers at the buildings that now housed the Community College. It had a nice yard with overgrown grass and weeds. Alex had been meaning to work on it but the six foot wall that surrounded the entire yard kept it from the view of neighbors so nobody complained.
"This yours?" Kelly asked the obvious as Alex took neck chain off that held a key. "Yep all mine" he unlocked the door. "Thanks to Veteran loan, I got it cheap"
"Looks like your yard needs work, I can do that for you" Kelly said "I like doing stuff like that. And the walls are so high nobody can see me."
"Sounds good" Alex said "but shower first, maybe some late dinner before bed, that sound ok?"
"Yes Sir" Kelly had fantasized how this might happened.
Without hesitating, he'd strip naked so the man could see him. Alex would offer to share a shower and he'd smile. They'd be naked under the hot water, their erections revealing that what they would do together would be uninhibited search for satisfaction.
He'd kneel in tub and take the cock in his mouth to show his willingness. Alex would lift him back to his feet and they'd kiss arms holding each other so tight that their erection would rub against each other almost to the point of orgasm.
Kelly would dry the man's body with a towel thoroughly caring for him like the obedient serfs or squires he had read about in history class. He would begin to dry himself not expecting the man to do so.
But would relinquish the towel as the man would rub his smooth boy skin rough enough to take away both wetness, dry skin and leave it red with attention.
He would remain standing as Alex's hands would dispense with the towel and being to explore his body, cupping, petting, stroking, fingering, pinching and licking places that Kelly had gladly presented.
Kelly would remain naked for hours, days, inside the house and outside. He would bask in the sun as he cut the grass, planted flowers, pruned bushes, wash floors and windows. He would remain bare as he painted ceilings and walls beside an equally naked Alex sharing the intimacy whenever and as often as desired.
He felt his legs around the man as the mature cock moved into him and Alex carried while fucking him to the bedroom where they would move about the huge bed to experiment new positions and ways to stimulate and satisfy each other.
Food packages on the floor would be strewn about as the two ignored proper food preparation in favor of mixing their needs with satisfying each other more.
Kelly would lay still as Alex would shave the few hairs from his body covering it instead with a favorite jam, peanut butter or whip cream and then they would press their bodies moving it all on each other's skin needing their worshipping tongues to clean and satisfy at the same time.
He'd feel Alex inside him as he called Lang's to say he was too sick to come in and ignore calling his step father at all.
They'd find themselves exhausted and wishing their bodies could continue by lunchtime Monday, the Labor Day holiday.
The hotdogs they would eat while sitting naked on the porch would remind them both of what they had and what they both still wanted.
His step father would stare drunkenly at the half naked man and Kelly also half naked and wearing the cutoffs Miss Abrams had given him as they entered the house and departed shortly thereafter carrying boxes of Kelly's things to where he would now live.
The boxes would be tossed on the floor as Alex would grab him intent on fucking until they both had to return to the campus. It would all happen as he fantasized, as he needed and as life would be fair enough to make happen.
They didn't jog now as both walked towards the small porch front house.
"I really appreciate this" Kelly said "you know the shower and all" he said.
Alex's arm moved across the boy's bare shoulder once again enjoying the feeling of his flesh touching the boys flesh.
Emory had been to Lang's on Saturday and the house. Kelly wasn't there. Kelly's step father waved a finger and for some reason Emory didn't realize he stripped and knelt to repeat his rare activity for the older man. In his mind he was doing it for Kelly.
And still naked, he prepared dinner for the man without being asked. He helped him to the bed afterwards and began to repeat his longing until the man suddenly got energetic and pushed him to his stomach. It wasn't the first time Emory had been fucked.
He had felt old man Fletcher which he never told Kelly about. There had been others though he liked Kelly doing it too.
It was his first year at the college when Emory decided he had to act.
"So uh Mr. Fletcher, you're gay right?" Emory asked. Class had been over for 30 minutes before he returned. He wore a tank top and shorts now, his regular clothes were in his locker after he changed. Of course everyone knew the older teacher was gay. He never hid it, appearing in Pride Parades, protests and meetings on campus.
"Why do you ask?" the man peered over his reading glasses at the athletic student.
Emory adjusted his crotch as if it was just a habit when indeed he did it on purpose.
"Or are you one of the boys who plan to flirt with me to get their grades better? Oh don't bother, it's happened before."
"Oh no Sir. I was asking because I'm uh well you see, I've known for years but..." Emory had decided on this tactic to get the older man to respond.
"So you want to know what it's like to be gay and this old?" The man smiled.
"Well uh kinda, I mean I've done stuff and all, but I know a guy can still get married, have kids you know all the stuff parents want you to do."
Emory's brain transitioned from his plan to flirt to revealing questions he had seriously had. He tried to discuss it with Kelly, but his friend didn't seem to relate or was too young to consider it, even though they were the same age.
"Now wait a minute, Emory. If you're gay you're gay. You don't want to ruin someone else's life just because parents or society says you should behave like this or that." Carl Fletcher had advised others over the years. Fellow teachers, students, friends, even his own Priest.
"If you're serious let's get out of here and talk" the man packed up a few books and stood. Emory was certainly easy on the eye and his confusion seemed genuine. The man had quickly glanced at his grade book and saw the boy's grades didn't display any need to trade flirtation for increased points.
They walked and talked. Emory enjoyed the man's company. It was what he had always liked. He learned and relied on what he heard.
"So Emory what's up?" Carl approached his car. It had been a week since Emory and he had the long talk about what it was to be gay. He hoped he had shared enough wisdom to satisfy another curious and confused student.
"Nothing just thought I'd find a way to thank you, you know for the uh talk last week" Emory's shirt was open revealing his bare torso. He wore his gym shorts with nothing underneath. This time he was indeed flirting.
"No thanks necessary, need a lift somewhere?" Carl asked and realized he was flirting with the student.
Emory removed his open shirt. "That would be nice" he said
"Nice nipple rings Em, can I call you Em or do you prefer Emory?" Carl moved in the car, noting the boy had stripped off his shirt, he hoped for a reason.
"Got them in my high school senior year, and uh someone I know. We went to.. well it was you know hot at the time" Emory played with each ring tugging to trigger his cock hardening.
"They look good on you, but I suspect a handsome guy like you looks good wearing anything or nothing at all."
"Mr. Fletcher, you're flirting with me" Emory laughed
"And what are you doing?" Carl laughed too.
"I really like older guys, that's why I uh came to you last week but then we talked and I guess I didn't let you know I liked you."
"Thank you. I get student all the time acting that way. I usually think they want better grades or get me into trouble with the administration, you know black mail stuff"
"Oh no Sir. I just want to suck your cock" Emory said
There was silence. Carl battled between taking the aggressive boy to his home and having the kind of sex he used to have or just laughing at the offer and dropping him off somewhere. Instead he turned the car.
"Where are we going?" Emory asked.
"Somewhere private" Carl said and smiled when he heard Emory respond "good".
The park was private. Once one drove through the playing fields and a group of trees, the street became a dirt road leading up the hill past the signs that said "service road". It always made Carl chuckle. He had driven this way before.
"So, gay Emory is this ok?" Carl parked the car in the middle of trees he remembered. Unless someone was searching nobody would find them. Even the make-out spot teenagers used was across the lake. He could see a couple of cars through the trees there.
"Someone's having fun over there" he pointed. Emory looked. "Yea been there long ago" Emory struggled pushing his gym shorts over his hips and down his legs.
"I thought you wanted to suck me off" Carl said
"I want you to see me this way, I mean it's for you" Emory said "I'll do anything you want" he knelt on the car seat with his erection pointed out and hard.
"Very nice." Carl stripped off his shirt, revealing the grey curly chest hair. He stopped when Emory reached to touch it.
"I don't know why, I just get excited for men you know real men like you" he said
"You mean us old queens?" Carl said
"No Sir I meant men, older men" Emery leaned forward and let his lips demonstrate. The chest, nipples and finally lips of the older man learned he was serious.
Emory swallowed every drop. And Carl moved to take him in his arms lying against his body. His hand reached and stroked the boy. Emory held each of the man's arms that surrounded him and whimpered when the unrelenting hand milked his lust liquid from his body.
"Thank you sir" Emory said after the first orgasm.
"We're not through yet" Carl said as his fingers moved to the boy's nipple rings to flick, tug and twist them until Emory's cock regained its full size and the boy begged to be fucked.
"Next time but for now" one hand moved to the reawakened erection and the other continued to work the available nipple ring until Emory screamed as another orgasm made his entire body shake.
"We better get you back, I have homework to do too" Carl said as he moved Emory back to the passenger seat.
"You have homework?" Emory asked reaching for his shorts. They talked and laughed about classes, work and a little bit about sex.
"You know I like doing paperwork while a naked student lies on the floor doing his homework. I know it may sound weird but it's a thing I like to do now and then." Carl said as he began to drive the car back on the service road.
"Will there be a next time?" Emory asked. He kept his upper torso naked as he played with one of the nip rings.
"What?" Carl asked
"You said when I asked you to fuck me, next time" Emory said.
Carl looked over and saw Emory's cock sticking out a leg of his gym shorts. It was hard again. He wanted to pull the car over and fuck the boy until he had enough right then.
"Oh I think there'll be next times as often as you still like an old fag like me" Carl said.
"I like older MEN like you Sir" Emory said laying his head in Carl's lap and feeling the man's cock grow inside his trousers.
The affair lasted and reoccurred over the two years he had been attending classes. It was different with Kelly. Having sex with him was fun and satisfying but there was something different about Fletcher, something different about the times he used to give Kelly's step-father blow jobs too.
But he had stopped doing that long ago...until this time.
Emory told himself he stayed there waiting for Kelly. He remained naked for no reason. Kelly's step dad didn't tell him to. He cleaned the living room, throwing trash away, sharing drinks with the man, making dinner and seeing the man open his robe to reveal a needy cock, knelt to drain it.
He slept in the man's bed not sure what Kelly would say if he discovered them there but wanting the sobered up man to fuck him like he did that first day.
"Can you turn on the water in the tub?" the man asked and Emory knelt beside the tub washing the man's body and handling him in the hot water until he came. He noticed the man didn't seem to stay as drunk as he was that first day. They even began to talk.
He sat beside the man, his body available to play and the man played with his penis, balls, nipple rings. Emory sucked and sucked finding new places the man sat or laid to satisfy him.
"You better take off" the man said standing naked that final day. "Kelly I don't know where he is but some guy came and took his stuff on Monday" he was sober enough to tell Emory what he might have told him earlier. "Sorry I guess I should have told you but this was – " his hands moved over Emory's body tugging on each nipple ring. "This was uh, nice" he smiled. "So I don't think he's coming back. You can stay if you want"
Emory took Kelly's step-father's hand and led him to the bedroom. He sat on the man's erection at first and the man fucked him that way and a number of times afterwards as the light turned to darkness outside.
It was in the middle of the night when Emory left the naked sleeping and sober man house returning to his own bedroom where he laid thinking of the times with his best friend and his fuck buddy. Realizing Kelly's old man was the only one that had released sperm, Emory jacked and jacked confused why his fantasies were about older men rather than Kelly.
The time to return to the campus and classes was Tuesday. But it wasn't until Friday that Emory went back. He waited by the door until he saw Kelly approach.
"What happened to you?" Emory asked.
"What do you mean?" Kelly asked as he sat on the grass for lunch. "I've been back since Tuesday, it's Friday! Where you've been?"
Emory ignored the question. He was going to say he had been sick, but Kelly would know he was lying. So he continued his own questioning.
"New clothes, new haircut, did you win the lottery or something? Emory removed his shirt. His nipple rings bounced as he sat beside his friend. Kelly peeled his shirt off as well to enjoy the lunchtime sun.
"New tee shirt even" Emory responded he reached and flicked the new nip ring that dangled on Kelly's long un-pierced nipple.
"Yea got it on Labor Day" Kelly said
"So what's the deal?" Emory bit into the sub sandwich.
"New uh job, yard work mostly" Kelly said.
"No more Lang's? What did your old man say?"
"No more Lang's and I moved out" Kelly said.
"Wow, when did all this happen?"
"Been a few weeks, I live with someone now" Kelly said.
"Shit did old lady Abrams take you in, stud? I knew you were banging her" Emory said "does she do three ways?"
Kelly cursed "Naw, she's not the one and besides if we did a three-way you'd be fucking me more than her" He nudged Emory.
"You wish" Emory said "though I always did like that butt of yours. Hey wait a minute, the nip ring. I bought one for you when we were fucking; who did you fuck for the other one?"
Kelly pointed "Him" he said.
Emory looked toward where Kelly pointed. Wearing only a small blue Speedo stood and otherwise naked tall man.
"Mr. Chommer?" Emory asked
Alex dove into the pool.
"No wonder"
"What?" Kelly saw his lover lift himself from the pool. The water flowed off his body making Kelly wish he could strip naked and jump over the fence to join him in the pool, enjoying the sex publically displayed.
"He's been acting strange, I mean he's always been kind of handsome and all, but he's been jogging around the campus in shorts, taking off his tie after classes and opening his shirt out here when he's been lunching with old man Fletcher, and...I should have known.
"You mean gay? I always knew" Kelly said eating his sandwich.
"How?"
"The way he looks at guys, at you, at me...man I knew long ago"
"You did not. You were begging him for extra class work, that's...hey wait..."
Kelly smiled.
"You fuckn love him?"
"I fucking love him and he loves me" Kelly adjusted his penis which had hardened. It always got hard but when thinking of Alex, it begged for attention.
"Can we still fuck sometimes?" Emory reached over and pated Kelly's noticeable erection.
"I think there's room enough in our king size bed and I know Alex will go for it"
"How do you know that?"
"He told me, so do you want some extra classwork too?"
Alex stood watching his new lover and another student he recognized as Emory. He adjusted his wet Speedo clutching crotch and waved. Emory waved back with one hand. Kelly grabbed Emory's neck and pulled his head down to his crotch.
"I uh got to go somewhere, probably through the weekend. Glad you found someone." Emory touched Kelly's bare shoulder "really".
"Where you goin?" Kelly asked
"Had a uh job offer and need to talk to the guy" Emory said "I'll tell you about it..." He whispered "sometime".