Hey everyone! This is my first story to nifty, straight from my imagination. I hope you all like it! Please email your thoughts and reviews to mr.dtang@gmail.com!
The Commuter
Screaming out in ecstasy, Kale managed to open his searing blue eyes and look up at his lover. Jeff was gritting his teeth, exhaling heavily with each thrust. His cock seemed to go deeper and deeper, hitting spots that provoked feelings Kale had never experienced before. "Oh god I'm gonna cum!" said Kale, and Jeff started pumping faster, letting out a soft tell-tale whimper. Kale pulled him down for a long, passionate kiss as they came together, Jeff deep inside him.
"Kale!" Jake loudly whispered from one desk over. Kale jolted upright, noticing the students near him were staring inquisitively. Oh god, what had they heard? Had he been sleep talking? He shrugged at them, and they returned their stares to the chalkboard where the professor was ranting about the difference between AND gates and OR gates. God he hated circuits. It was so boring! The professor was hot though. Early 30s, tall, nice toned body, real dark hair and really light green eyes. Kale guessed he was some sort of Italian or Mediterranean. He told his students to call him by his first name, Jeff. For some reason Kale kept calling him Professor Lucan. Every time he was corrected. "That's Jeff to you Kale!" Prof. Lucan would say, as if the title made him uncomfortable. Kale wondered just how uncomfortable he'd be if Professor Lucan knew he just had a sex dream about him. He decided to sit up a little more to try and stay awake, but upon shifting in his seat, Kale noticed, to his horror, that the inside of his underwear was wet and sticky. Embarrassed, Kale looked around not knowing quite what to do. Jake was still staring at him and their eyes met.
"Dude are you okay?" he said, "You were shaking a lot, it looked like you had a bad dream." Oh thank god. He hadn't moaned or shouted or done anything that he couldn't explain away.
"Uh yeah. Real bad dream," Kale looked behind himself at the door, "I think I'm gonna go get a drink." He stood up and grabbed his notebook, cleverly hiding his pretty obvious boner as he walked out. "Okay I'll give you the notes you missed later!" he heard Jake whisper loudly enough for the whole class to hear. But he closed the door before he saw any of them look up.
Kale shut the stall door, grimacing as he locked it. He hated touching anything in public bathrooms. Whenever given the chance he often timed his exit so that he could leave directly after someone else without touching the door. This bathroom was empty though, which he took as a blessing. He pulled off his shorts and hung them on the hook before tentatively slipping out of his Calvin Klein briefs. Kale liked these ones, they were square cut and just tight enough to hold everything in place. But right now they were soaked in his cum, and he took some toilet paper and cleaned them, and his cock, as best he could. The door opened, and Kale quickly pulled on his shorts, stuffing the underwear in his pocket.
"Oh hey Kale!" said Jake, smiling from one of the urinals, "I was wondering where you went. There's a drinking fountain right outside the classroom." He turned back to focus on what he was doing. Jake was pretty tall. A little over 6' 2", Kale guessed. Kale was about 6 feet tall too, but at 160 lbs, he was quite a bit smaller than Jake. Jake seemed to be a compulsive weight-lifter. He had very big arms, and a wide, muscular back. A little bit of a belly, but nothing that was going to hang over his belt. He had a cute, average, brown hair - brown eyes face. He was real. Apparently he lived on campus. Kale was a commuter so he never really spent any time in the dorms. Jake shook the last few drops out, zipped up, and turned around. He raised an eyebrow at Kale, who still hadn't said anything.
"Oh! Yeah I just needed a breather I guess!" said Kale, a little too enthusiastically. Oh gosh that sounded stupid. Jake averted his gaze and nodded.
"Right. Well I wanted to ask you something," Jake changed the subject, "My friend is having this party tomorrow night, it's kinda near here, just around the corner on east Henrietta-"
"Sure I'll go!" said Kale, interrupting to accept the invitation, but Jake gave him a funny look.
"...and I wanted to know if you knew about any pizza places nearby," Jake added, trying not to burst out laughing as Kale's face changed color from slightly tan to more than slightly red. Alright enough torture, he thought, and he smacked Kale's arm. "I'm just JOKING Kale. I was inviting you!" Jake laughed at Kale's bewildered expression. But Kale soon laughed too.
"You're an ass Jake," he said, pushing Jake's shoulder but moving himself more than his target. "Come on, let's get back to class." He then turned around and pushed the door open. Jake couldn't help but steal a glance at Kale's tight round butt.
"Okay!" said Jake, "But yeah, tomorrow around nine thirty is when everyone is getting there." Jake hesitated for a second before adding, "Wanna give me your number and I can text you the address when I find out?" Jake was nervous, but not quite sure why. It was just a phone number of a new friend, right? Though Kale was adorable, he wasn't sure if he swung his way. Jake hadn't really dated for years, and until now had been focusing on getting good grades and working out, though he couldn't get that coveted six pack. He looked down at his belly which seemed to be poking out between his admittedly massive pecs. His eyes widened and he sucked in, still waiting for Kale's response.
"Sure!" said Kale, not noticing Jake's subtle sigh of relief, or his attempts to look thinner. Kale, unless looking for them, was largely oblivious to romantic cues. They re-entered the classroom and Kale was forced to whisper. "I'll write it down for you in a sec!"
The class had only a little over 5 minutes left, and after scratching the assignment into the upper left hand corner of the board, Professor Lucan dismissed the class, shortly after calling out, "Kale, could I see you in my office after this? I need to talk to you."
Kale glanced over at Jake, who was visibly concerned and mouthed, "Uh oh" to him. Great. Professor Lucan was probably going to withdraw him anyway because he skipped a couple labs but now there was no question. He looked back up to Prof. Lucan, who had a very grave, serious look, and nodded that he would indeed go to his office.
"I'm really sorry about that. It really sucks," said Jake as the two of them reached the 4th floor of the faculty building. Jake was done with classes for the day and figured he may as well keep Kale company as he walked to his doom.
"Thanks. That's okay though," said Kale, "Professor Lucan's an asshole. I get good enough grades on everything what does it matter if I miss a few classes?" He kicked a pencil on the floor and it slid noisily to the end of the hallway, resting at the base of Prof. Lucan's office door. There was a tiny window on the door, and they saw that it was dark inside. Kale thought that was strange since they really took their time getting up here, in order to avoid this exact situation actually....
"Yeah-" Jake started but was interrupted by his phone ringing. "Oh crap I gotta get this," he said giving Kale a half-pleading, half-"I'm sorry" look. But Kale didn't seem to mind.
"Oh no that's okay! I'll just see you tomorrow!" said Kale, and the two of them stood still for a moment, looking at each other. They both seemed to want some sort of goodbye other than a wave, like a hug or something, but Jake's phone was still ringing.
"Alright. Bye Kale!" he said, awkwardly waving and reluctantly turning around. Kale watched as Jake took off down the hallway. He seemed to be a little annoyed on the phone. Kale wondered why.
Another five minutes went by and Professor Lucan still hadn't arrived at his office. So, out of mostly boredom but a teeny bit of curiosity, Kale knocked on the door. To his surprise, he heard Professor Lucan call him in.
Kale tentatively turned the knob and pushed open the door. It was dark, only lit by the glow of a computer screen in the opposite corner of the room. Professor Lucan, on the other side of a large wooden L-desk, was staring at Kale intently. Kale sat down in the old padded chair across from his circuits professor. He intentionally left the door ajar. There was definitely something strange going on.
"Why do you think you're here, Kale?" said Professor Lucan. Kale, who had been looking around the dimly lit room, was brought back to attention.
"You're withdrawing me?" said Kale, not quite believing the words came out of his mouth. He was supposed pretend to be oblivious of anything that could be wrong!
"Well, no," said Professor Lucan, "Unless you want me to. What point would there be in calling you here just to withdraw you?" he paused for a second, thinking, and when Kale looked like he was about to answer the rhetorical question, he forced himself to talk first. "There's no point in that," he said, shifting in his seat, "I wanted to talk to you about improving your grade."
Kale instantly regretted saying that Professor Lucan, or Jeff, was an asshole. He was actually going to help him! But there was another vibe in the room. Jeff stretched in his seat, displaying through his dress shirt all the muscular lines of his torso. Kale nodded to what his professor was saying, something about study sessions, and he felt his cock start to push against the fabric of his shorts, and it alarmed him that he had no underwear to hold his erection in place. He decided he'd lean forward.
Professor Lucan stood up, "So, even if you make up the labs you missed, you're still quite a bit in the hole..." he said, walking around the room, reaching the door, "So I figure if I were to give you some study sessions-" he paused and placed his hand on the edge of the door, "...some private," he slammed the door, "study sessions, you might just be able to get that grade up."
The room was darker now, and Kale blinked as he watched Professor Lucan walk slowly around the edge of the desk. Kale heard metal jingling sounds, and saw that Jeff had removed his belt. Jeff sat back in the chair, rubbing his cock through his black suit pants, staring at Kale.
"Come on Kale," said Professor Lucan, "you know you want to suck my cock."