Van opened his eyes, his mind still hazy from his dreams. Blinking a few times, he stretched his legs and arms and yawned. Morning already, what class did he have first today, was this Friday? Suddenly it all came back to him: Carson and Abby/Addie; Jake naked in class and willing to submit to a man on man blowjob in the library bathroom; Red and the guy at the urinal; Pete and Matthew; Carson taking a dick pic, his huge cock at full mast in his hand. Was it all real, or had he been dreaming?
Van rolled over and looked across the room. He stared for a moment and then began kicking his feet and pounding his hands on the bed in glee, like a little kid who just woke up and discovered that he hadn't been dreaming, that it really was Christmas morning. Van had no idea how long he'd slept, but it felt like he'd just had a full night's rest. All the while his roommate Carson had been frozen just a few feet from him, his incredible meat in his hand.
Van got out of bed and walked over to Carson. He had a few different scenarios running through his mind, but first things first: he needed to have that dick in his mouth again. Van hit his knees and took Carson's cock as far into his throat as he could stand. There was just something incredibly hot about having Carson look down at him while he slobbered and gagged on it. It was like he could really see...
A new idea popped into his head. Standing up, Van removed all of his clothes and tossed them on his bed. He stopped to look in the mirror on the inside of his closet door and fix the bed head hair he was sporting, and then moved back over to his roommate. Van carefully took the phone out of Carson's hands and tossed it aside. Leaning forward, he took Carson's dick in his mouth and put his roommates' hands on the back of his head.
Van's heart was pounding as he began to suck Carson's cock like it was going out of style, giving him all of his best efforts in the art of fellatio. As he sucked, Van stretched his fingers across to the watch on his wrist and hit the button.
Suddenly, Carson was very much alive. Van heard him gasp and then yell out "What the fuck?" He reached down to push his roommate away and Van hit the button, freezing time again. Van glanced at Carson's face, which bore an expression of complete shock. Van still couldn't quite believe he'd risked this. He'd wanted to show his roommate how well he could suck that dick for him, but he'd also hoped to do it in a way that would leave Carson thinking he must have dreamed or imagined it. Consider it subliminal advertising of his cock-sucking skills, if you will.
Van got Carson back into his original position, phone in hand, and then got dressed. As far as Carson knew, he'd left for the library about fifteen or twenty minutes earlier, so he made sure to eliminate any signs that his bed had just been slept in and then, with one last quick lick of that beautiful dick, he left his dorm room.
He headed downstairs and returned the master key to the desk and then walked out into the cool evening air. He walked about halfway to the library before he sat down on a bench where there was no one else in sight and restarted time. He could only imagine what Carson was thinking right now. From his point of view, he'd been alone in the room taking a dick pic one second, suddenly getting (fantastic) head from his naked roommate the next, and then alone again, no sign of Van. He'd have to think he imagined it, and hopefully it would put the idea in his head, make him curious about his roommate's skills.
Looking around the campus, with twilight morphing into darkness, Van made a decision. He'd had enough of playing games for today. As fun as it was to have this secret power over guys, what Van needed right now was a good, honest fuck. He took out his phone and opened up the gay hook up app he'd installed on his phone right after arriving on campus. So far he hadn't done more than check out profiles. It was time to change that.
Twenty minutes later Van was waiting in a booth in the commons, expecting the guy he'd just exchanged a few messages with. There was no face in any of the pictures, but the body looked amazing. Van's own profile was pretty PG rated, so he hoped the guy wouldn't be disappointed with what he saw.
"Hey." Van had been gazing out the window, a bit lost in thought, but he looked up and smiled. The guy standing in front of him was gave him a smile in return and gestured to the other side of the booth. "Can I sit here?"
"Sure!" The guy sitting across from him was good looking with dark brown hair and dimples. He was a bit older than Van had expected, probably in his late 20's. "I'm Van."
"Call me Alex. So, Van, you got a dorm room we can go to?" Straight to the point!
"Uh, no, my roommate is there. I think he'd be cool, but.. uh, it's just kind of awkward. Do you have a place?" Van couldn't imagine he lived in a dorm.
Alex held up his hand and Van noticed the wedding ring for the first time. "Wife's at home."
"Oh. You're married? Does she know you're-"
"I'm straight, but there are just things you can't do with women. Well, with most women. Sometimes, Van, I just want to meet a total stranger and pound some ass. You know? Just good, hot, primal fucking." Van swallowed hard, feeling his dick swelling.
"You look like the kind of guy who likes to get fucked, Van. Who really, really loves a good, hard dick slamming in and out of his ass. Am I right?" Van's mouth felt dry as he nodded his head.
"Good. I've got eight inches here for you. We just need a place to get to it."
"I know a place. Follow me!" Van had no clue where he was taking Alex, but he knew one thing: he could guarantee absolutely privacy anywhere, with just the push of a button. The two of them walked out of the commons and started across the quad. Van considered the library, he'd heard rumors about people hooking up in the private study rooms there. The only problem was, they were all open to the view of anyone that walked by. Van knew he could make sure they weren't seen, but he had no way of convincing Alex of that.
Van found himself heading back in the direction of his dorm and that's when it occurred to him: he had access to every room in the building, it didn't have to be his own. Turning back to look at Alex he smiled. "I know a room we can use in my dorm. The guys who live there are out and won't be back tonight. I have a key." Alex just nodded and kept walking.
When they reached the lobby, Van stopped time and ran over to the desk, grabbing the master key he'd just put back. Now he just needed to find an empty room. There had been a couple of the second floor when he'd been looking around earlier. Van headed up the stairs and started opening doors until he found one. There was no one in the hall now, and as long as that didn't change it would be easy to get Alex in and out without him guessing time was stopped.
Back in the lobby, Van started time and walked over to the door to the stairwell. "It's on the second floor, do you mind the stairs?" Alex shook his head. Van listened for pounding footsteps on the stairs above them and, hearing none, he turned to face Alex and pulled him into a kiss, stopping time as their mouths met.
"Woah, man. Not a kisser." Alex pulled back. Van grinned like he'd just won the lottery. It worked! Time was stopped, but Alex was unaffected!
"That's okay, let's go, I want you to fuck me."
They made it up the stairs and to the random empty dorm room in record time. Alex didn't seem to notice the complete lack of noise and activity, unusual for a college dorm. Once inside with the door closed, Alex leaned back against it and put his hands on Van's shoulders, pushing him down. Van hit his knees and unzipped Alex's pants. A nice, hard cock tumbled forward and Van wasted not time wrapping his lips around it. Eight inches was an exaggeration, Van decided, but he was a good solid seven or so and the precum was flowing like crazy. It felt so good to suck a cock again and have it react!
"You're good at that. Fuck!" Van sucked his cock for several minutes and then Alex pushed him backwards and reached down to pull him back up. "Your turn?" Van asked, giving his own cock a squeeze.
"I don't suck cock. You ready to get fucked?"
"God, yes!" Van pulled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes and pants as Alex did the same. He briefly wondered just who slept in the bed he was about to get pounded on, but all his thoughts were soon focused on Alex as he flipped him over on his stomach and used his hips to pull his ass into the air. "Wait, we need condoms and lube."
"I got you." Alex reached into his pants pockets and pulled out the necessary tools of the trade. Van groaned as Alex slipped a few lubed fingers inside of him and then slowly eased his dick inside.
The next several minutes were a blur of sex, with Alex pounding Van's ass with the primal ferocity he'd mentioned earlier. Van felt like fireworks were going off inside of him as Alex hit just the right spot again and again. Everything that had happened earlier in the day faded as he took what was easily the best fuck of his life.
While Van moaned and groaned and pleaded for more, Alex was a quiet, intense fuck who, other than a few grunts, didn't really make any noise until he was close. Then, he let loose.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum. You fucking tight assed little college slut, take my dick! Fuck! Take it!" Alex yelled out and then fell forward across Van's back, breathing heavily. Van, who had been jerking his own dick furiously, shot his load all over the bed.
The two of them lay there, panting. Van loved the weight of Alex's body on his own, and the feel of his still semi hard dick inside of him. He could easily imagine falling asleep like this.
Alex pulled out of him and rolled over. He took off the condom and draped it across Van's back. "You probably want this. Just wait until I"m gone to eat it Fag."
Anger and disbelief surged through Van as he sat up, tossing the condom on the floor. "Excuse me?"
"C'mon, you know it's true. Nine times out of ten you fags don't even want me to wear one, and the ones who do just want a snack later."
Van couldn't believe the sudden turn. It wasn't like Alex had been super affectionate before, but now he was downright contemptuous. "Newsflash, having sex with enough men to know what nine of ten of them want in bed means you're at least a little faggy yourself."
Van saw anger flash in Alex's eyes and saw his hand ball up into a fist. He quickly reached for the button on his watch, forgetting for a moment that time had been frozen during their fuck session. Hitting the button, Van jumped out of bed and nearly fell over in shock when Alex got out right after him.
"I could kick the shit out of you for that. And you know, when I went to school here, I beat up my fair share of queers like you who couldn't accept their place. But the last thing i need is some little Gay Pride princess turning me in to the cops. I've got a wife and a career. So, just enjoy your snack like a good little fag and don't bother hitting me up for more later."
"Fuck you." Van hit the button, freezing time again and Alex right along with it. He grabbed Alex's pants and checked for a wallet. Bingo! A quick look at the license revealed that 'Alex' was 31 year old Doug Farmer. He didn't even live in the area and was probably visiting the old campus while on a business trip or something.
Well, he'd make this a memorable trip, Van decided. He quickly gathered up all of Doug's clothes and tossed them out the window onto the bike racks below, making sure to put Doug's wallet and phone in the pants pockets first. Opening the door, he maneuvered the completely naked man outside into the hallway, where a group of guys was had been frozen while rounding the corner into the hallway from the stairwell. All the better! Grabbing the condom from the floor Van emptied the contents over Doug's head and then draped the condom itself over his bare shoulder.
Van put on his own clothes and made sure the door was locked so that Doug couldn't get back inside. He waited until he was back up on the fourth floor before he hit the button on his watch again, imagining the scene two floors below when a group of college guys turned a corner and saw a naked, cum covered man standing in their hallway.
As he reached his own door, Van's outrage and anger suddenly faded and he felt sad. He'd had a really good time with 'Alex', up until the closet case had turned on him. Van remembered the contentment he'd felt so briefly after a really good fuck, the weight of another man on top of him. He needed to find that with someone who wasn't just a random hook up. And fuck closet cases and straight guys, Van needed an out and proud gay guy!
In the heat of passion and then the ensuing chaos, Van had more or less forgotten about his brief 'subliminal' encounter with Carson. It all came back to him, though, when he opened the door and saw his roommate sitting there, looking more than a little freaked out.
"Dude, we need to talk."