Carl had had his share of meet em, greet em, fuck em and leave em. High School, College and the summers during those years found him leaving homes of his new found friends very late at night or others leaving his dorm room as soon as the sperm dried.
It wasn't that he was tired of that. The intimacy was invigorating to say the least. The variety of people, sex and experiences were more then educational.
But one night something different happened.
Carl was a senior looking forward to graduating and fearing the real life that would begin shortly there after.
After making his eyes bleery at the campus library he walked into town and found his favorite Denny's. He had gone there since he started college because it both reminded him of home and enabled him to escape the sights, sounds and environment of school.
Amy, one of the waitresses he had come to know, poured coffee for him as soon as Carl came in the door. After a little chit chat she went to serve other customers.
He stared into space not noticing at first the young man who sat beside him. Then in the mirror he saw him.
"Hey" he heard and turned to see the guy close up. He was sweaty which was strange since it was nightfall.
"You been working out?" Carl asked.
"Naw dancin" the boy said. Carl wanted to stare. The boy was shirtless but wore bib overalls. He could see that his left nipple had a ring in it.
"Doesn't that hurt rubbing against the overalls?" Carl asked. His eyes were studying the nipple ring which passed through the extended nipple.
"Sometimes, but it feels good"
Carl's eyes moved to see the boys smile and wink. "That's the point you know" he added.
They talked about life, dancing, music, the boy's hometown that college town in which the Denny's was located.
"So you gay?" the boy's question was so blunt and matter of fact, Carl stammered.
"uh yea. What did I wear my badge or something?" he cleverly added.
"No" the boys reply didn't indicate he realized Carl was being funny "I just hoped so"
They walked through an alley and into the back door of a house. It was dark inside.
"Shhh dont' want to wake up my brother" he said as the ywent down the creeky steps into the basement where his bedroom was.
It was a nice large room. Someone had converted the basement for him. Wall paneling, shelves with books, stereo, tv and a desk where a high powered MAC sat.
"You into computers?" Carl said as he toured the room.
"Just into art and graphics" the boy said "by the way I'm Wayne"
Carl turned to acknowledge the introduction. Wayne was naked. His body still was sweaty and his penis was rock hard.
Carl pulled his own clothes off so quick, it only seemed like seconds between the time Wayne spoke and when he was pressed against the boy, with the both of them hugging and kissing.
The sex was hungry sex, both wanting to touch, lick, suck and fuck the other. And both did. Their young bodies revived each orgasm and wanted more. And more they gave and took.
Soon, too soon, Carl lay on Waynes bed. Wayne still lay on his stomach from Carl's last fucking.
Carl didn't know if he should leave or not. Instead he ran his fingers over Wayne's body from his neck to his thighs and back up.
Wayne moaned and sighed. Carl licked where his fingers had been using his hands to part Waynes buttocks so he could send his tongue where his cock had been. Wayne gasped and reached back to pull Carl's head even closer.
Carl began to massage the boy glorying the feeling of Wayne's muscles, bones and flesh. He loved the feeling of the boys strength and pulse.
"Shit man, you're fantastic" Wayne said turning over when Carl told him to. Carl resumed his touching, licking massaging sending Wayne into a gasping knot when he rubbed the boys erection to make it explode yet another time.
They lay together not talking, just stroking each others skin.
"Can I stay?" Carl asked. Wayne moved closer and wrapped himself around Carl.
"If you don't mind me waking you from time to time tonight" Wayne said before he moved his head over Carl's for a long wet and deep kiss.
Carl woke in the middle of the night. He saw Wayne outline as the boy was touching him lightly as if learning the shape of his body. Carl moaned so Wayne knew he was both awake and enjoying his touch.
Wayne's tongue and lips took their turn as well, going slow and deliberate. Each touch, kiss and lick sent sensations through Carl he had not experienced before.
There was not hurry, there was only exploring and being explored.
Wayne whispered and Carl obeyed turning over.
Wayne memorized Carl's neck, back, butt and legs. He immitated Carl's tongue attack stabbing between buttocks and making Carl almost cry with pleasure.
The sun began to illuminate the room through the high basement windows. Carl felt the pressure of Wayne's head on his arm.
He looked at the boy's smooth body, no longer sweaty. The sunlight highlighted little fine hairs that stood on his arms and legs.
Carl was almost trembling as he felt the boys chest, nipples, stomach and face.
Wayne shifted nuzzling his head in Carl's arms. Carl kissed his lips neither expecting nor getting a response.
And he lay back and sighed. There was no hurry. He had stayed overnight and knew he had missed so much over the years.
But there was time to catch up. Besides he didn't have lecture till the afternoon and Wayne said he didn't have to be anywhere either.
Carl closed his eyes as he felt Wayne's fingers waken and begin to discover him again.