The following story contains material of a sexually graphic nature,
specifically between consenting adult males.  If you find it offensive, or
feel this type of material has no place on the web, what the hell are you
doing here?

This story is dedicated to C.

GYM RAT

by Russell S.


Jay and Will had gone to school together for the last year and a half.
Will had moved to the small rural district in the middle of his junior
year.  Jay had gone to school there all his life.  They knew each other
from classes together and extracirricular activities, but not well enough
either one would consider the other a close friend.  High school had come
to an end for the boys in May and they graduated with the other 75 kids in
their class.  They went their separate ways with little or no concern for
each other.  Fate would soon step in and correct that.

Jay knew from the age of 15 he liked boys.  Girls were OK, but it wasn't
the same.  He joined the basketball and track teams in part so he could be
in the locker room with all those other guys in various states of undress.
He had perfected the art of looking a guy over without making it seem
obvious.  No one had ever challenged him about staring at somebody's
package or butt.  He made mental notes about all the guys on the teams;
their hair color, their height, weight, and the size of their cocks and
balls.  At night when he would stroke himself and go over the images in his
head, he sometimes would have to think twice to connect the right dick to
the right face.  It was a game he played almost every night, and sometimes
in the morning before school, if he had time.  He didn't always get it
right, but he had fun trying and he knew he could look again at the next
practice and sort them out.  One of the guys he noted was Will.

Will moved into town and started school in mid-year.  That wasn't so
unusual, but anybody moving into town instead of away was always cause for
speculation.  In Will's case, the speculation grew into wild rumors.  He
never tried to correct anyone's guess as to why he had come to school
there, so any guess was as good as another.  There was the one about him
killing his parents and moving here to avoid arrest in another state.  Or
the one about getting his girlfriend pregnant and having to leave so her
father wouldn't force him to marry her.  Neither was true, but no
explanation was offered of the real reason.  He stayed pretty quiet and
kept to himself most of the time.  His grades were good and he played well
in the sports programs.  But his secret remained locked away.

Jay's grades were good enough, and he tested high enough, to be excepted at
the college of his choice.  A small, private, liberal arts college about
200 miles from home.  His parents had insisted that he go in order to get a
better education than they had received.  They didn't want him hanging
around the dead-end town and accepting a less-than-fulfilling job just to
scrape by.  He hadn't decided what course of study to take, so all his
first semester classes were freshman requirements.  He moved into the dorm
just before Labor Day weekend.  Orientation was on Saturday, and classes
would start on Tuesday.  He didn't have a car; couldn't afford it.  His
parents had drove him up, unloaded his stuff, and left to get back home
before it got dark.  They were concerned for their son and hoped he could
take care of himself.  He told them everything would be fine.  And so far,
after half a day, it was.  The room was set up as a double and he knew he
would have a roommate.  Jay didn't have any brothers or sisters, so the
thought of actually living with someone else his own age was exciting to
him.  He didn't expect anything much to happen with anybody, he was too shy
to initiate anything on his own.  The only thing that crossed his mind was
adding another dick to his mental collection.  About three o'clock in the
afternoon, he heard the knob turn on the door and turned to see a guy,
apparently his roommate, standing at the door holding a large box full of
clothes.  Behind him stood a girl holding even more clothes.  "Hi, I'm
Brian.  This is Tanya, my girlfriend.  You must be my roommie."  "I'm Jay,"
he answered. "Let me help you."  Jay's first impression of Brian was not
good.  He was dressed in what Jay considered very sloppy clothes.  The
jeans looked three times too big, they dragged the ground, and the t-shirt
he wore bore the logo of some band Jay had never heard of.  He reeked of
cigarette smoke and displayed a bad attempt at growing a goatee.  The only
thing Jay took any interest in was the earring.  A single gold hoop set in
the right ear.  Jay didn't know any boys with earrings back home.  Jay
followed Brian and the girl up and down the stairs during three trips to
empty the car.  After it was unloaded, Jay returned upstairs to the room
and surveyed the piles of stuff Brian had brought with him.  CDs, tapes,
stereo equipment, clothes, clothes, and more clothes.  He already was
wondering if he could tolerate Brian for a whole year.  He watched out the
window as Brian and the girl held each other, kissed, and talked, saying
goodbye at least a dozen times.  After at least thirty minutes the girl got
in the car and drove away.  Brian returned to the room.

Jay was sitting on his bed when Brian returned.  "Man, Jay, I didn't know I
was bringing so much shit."  Jay had wondered the same thing an hour
earlier.  "Which bed do you want?" asked Brian as he moved about the room
digging through piles.  Jay wondered if Brian was stupid, too.  "I'll just
keep the one I'm sitting on," he finally said.  Brian looked up. "Oh, yeah,
man.  You already claimed that one."  Brian continued his digging, not
actually putting anything away, just re-sorting the piles.  Little
conversation passed between them.  Maybe, thought Jay, I'll get used to it.
Jay got up and left the room to use the toilet in the communal bathroom
down the hall.  When he returned, the blast of smoke when he opened the
door almost knocked him down.  "What are you doing in here?" Jay asked,
annoyed, waving his hand in front of his face.  Brian looked up, the
cigarette stuck between his lips, ash falling to the carpet.  "Do you mind,
man? Like, I can go out in the hall or something," Brian replied, taking
the offender from his mouth.  "I don't like smoke, it bothers my head,"
explained Jay.  He had always been sensitive to cigarettes, cigars, even
burning leaves.  "I'll try not to smoke when you're around, man," said
Brian, "but, god, I'm addicted to 'em."  Oh, great, thought Jay.  Just what
I want to come home to.  "I'll let you work on putting away your stuff,"
Jay said, heading toward the door.  "I'm going for a walk to look around a
little."  "Cool," was Brian's only word.

Jay walked over the relatively small campus.  He admired the old buildings
and shaded sidewalks that made up the school grounds.  He also wondered
about Brian.  His roommate was not what Jay had envisioned.  Reality had
kicked fantasy in the ass again.  He didn't know if he could stay in there
with a guy like that.  They were complete opposites.  Jay wasn't attracted
to him even a little.  He wasn't even cute, Jay thought to himself.  After
about an hour, Jay found himself in front of the student health facility.
It offered gym equipment and a basketball court for the students to use on
their free time.  It also had an indoor pool.  He didn't want to go back to
the room yet, so he went inside to check out the facilities.  He walked
through the court area, which was empty, and then to the adjoining pool.
It, too, was empty.  The water seemed warm to his touch and he thought
about going for his suit, but decided he didn't want to go all the way back
to the dorm.  Just then he heard a large clanging sound.  He thought it
sounded like a weight stack being dropped.  He didn't know anyone else was
in the building, but wanted to find out.  Moving back across the court, he
found the weight room entrance and opened the door.  Across the room,
laying on a bench on his back, was a guy working out.  He was doing bench
presses, and Jay could not see his face.  From his initial look, though,
Jay saw something he liked.  The guy was pressing about 150 pounds, and had
on tight shorts that showed a definite bulge.  Jay stood at the door
watching as the guy repeated the lift five or six times, straining on the
last one.  Setting the bar onto the support, the guy started to raise up.
Jay began to back out of the door so he wouldn't get caught staring, when
he thought he recognized a familiar face.  Instead of leaving, Jay walked
back in and let the door shut loud enough to get the guy's attention.  He
looked up in Jay's direction and paused a moment.  "Will?" called Jay, "Is
that you?"  It was.  "Jay, what are you doing here?" quizzed Will, wiping
the sweat off his forehead.  "I'm going to school here, that's what," Jay
answered.  "I didn't know anyone else from school was going to be coming
here.  I wish I had known."  "I didn't know either," said Will.  "Actually,
I picked this school because I thought no one I knew would be going here,"
he added.  "Why?" asked Jay, wondering if some of the old rumors were true.
"Uh, no reason, I guess," returned Will, hesitating.  "Can you spot me
another set, Jay?" Will asked after a short silence.  "I was going to ask
if you needed any help.  You shouldn't be doing this alone," said Jay.  He
was glad to help.  At least there was one person from home he could see
once in a while.  And right now that person was looking pretty good.  Jay
moved over the end of the bench, just behind Will's head.  Will took the
bar and began his reps.  His muscles strained against the material of his
t-shirt and Jay could swear the bulge in Will's shorts grew bigger with
each push.  Jay tried to mentally sort his catalog of dicks, wanting to
match one to Will, but couldn't remember exactly what it looked like.
Finally, Will gave out and Jay helped lift the bar back into place.
"Thanks, man," Will said.  "Maybe next time we can work out together.
It'll be just like high school."  Jay thought that sounded like a good idea
and said as much.  Will continued the conversation.  "What are you doing
for supper?"  "I hadn't give it much thought," Jay replied.  "Why don't I
clean up and we can go find a place to eat," suggested Will.  "Great,"
agreed Jay, "I won't have to deal with my roommate until later."  "What is
that about?" inquired Will.  "I'll tell you over supper," Jay said,
smiling.

Will led the way into the locker room.  Jay looked around at the rows of
metal boxes, tiled floor, and benches down the middle of each row.  Will
had disappeared around the corner back toward the showers.  Jay walked
toward the sound of the opening locker door.  When Jay turned the corner,
Will had already pulled his sweaty t-shirt over his head and was removing
his shoes and socks.  Jay stared at the boy as he removed his clothes,
piling them on the bench in front of the locker.  Will glanced at Jay as he
took hold of the waist of his shorts, and began to pull them down his
strong legs.  "I can wait outside for you," Jay said quickly when he
realized Will was looking back at him.  "What for?" asked Will, "I'll be
ready in about five minutes.  You can wait right here."  Jay thought to
himself if Will doesn't care, I certainly don't.  "OK," he answered, taking
a seat on the bench.  Jay, slightly embarrassed, but wanting to see Will
naked, glanced away as Will pulled the shorts off and then removed his
jockeys.  Will seemed unconcerned standing buck naked with another guy only
three feet away.  But after all, it was a locker room.  Will grabbed his
towel and walked towards the shower.  Jay followed him as he walked,
watching the muscles in his butt shift and contract with each step.  Jay
felt his dick twitch just slightly.  He was getting a little nervous.  All
the times he had looked at guys in high school, it had been just a sly
peek, and nothing more.  Now, he was practically staring a hole through
Will, watching his every move.  Will had not seemed to notice the
attention.  As Jay continued to watch, Will moved beneath the spray of a
shower head, wetting his body from head to toe.  Jay could not believe his
luck.  Will could have chosen any of the numerous nozzels lining the walls
just above his head within the communal stall, but he had picked one right
in the middle of the back wall, giving Jay a full view of the entire scene.
Jay had to watch as Will began to lather his chest and legs.  This was the
best thing Jay had ever seen.  A private party with a cute guy, naked and
wet, not twenty feet from where he sat.  Will continued his bathing ritual,
still either unaware or unconcerned with Jay.  Jay had now begun to take in
the effect of Will's dick, in sharp contrast to the dark nest of curly hair
bristled along both sides and around the base.  A line of hair continued up
to Will's belly button.  Jay thought that was sexy as hell.  Without fully
realizing it, Jay was getting harder by the second.  Only when he became
really uncomfortable did he worry about Will seeing his erection when he
returned to the locker.  Jay forced himself to look down at the floor,
hoping his dick would behave itself before Will came out to get dressed.
Jay tried to think of anything that would take his mind off of Will's
shower, finally going back to his roommate.  His dick softened at the
thoughts of the slob back in his room.  When he thought it was safe, Jay
took one last look towards the shower only to see Will leaning backwards
into the spray, hips thrust forward and head thrown back, water cascading
over his head and chest, running in streams off his cock and balls.  "Oh,
Jesus," Jay murmured to himself looking at the incredibly sexy sight before
him.  Will straightened up and shook his head from side to side, sending
droplets of water in all directions, then turned off the water.  Jay
immediately returned his gaze back to the floor.  He didn't want Will to
see him with a hard-on.  Jay heard Will's footsteps, his feet wetly
slapping the floor with each step back to the locker.  "Are you OK, Jay?"
asked Will, pulling his clean clothes from the locker.  "You look kind of
funny."  Jay was sitting slightly bent, hands on his knees, staring at the
floor, and breathing rapidly.  "No, I'm fine.  I'm OK," Jay squeaked.
"Let's go eat."  Will dressed while Jay continued looking in every
direction but his.  Will looked at Jay a few times while he pulled on his
clothes.  Jay refused to look at Will until he heard the locker slam shut.
What Jay had failed to see was Will grinning from ear to ear.

Jay and Will found a pizza joint close by campus and ate their fill at the
nightly buffet.  They talked about high school, other guys on their teams,
a little about girls, and about their upcoming college classes.  They were
both excited about getting started.  Jay also relayed the story of his
roommate and his impression of the young man.  He also confided in Will his
reservations about living with a guy like that.  Will had not met his
roommate yet.  He had left the dorm for the weight room before anyone had
showed up and had not yet returned.  The two finished their supper, walked
back to campus and stopped outside Jay's dorm.  "Orientation is only like
half a day tomorrow," said Will.  "When we're done, why don't we meet up at
the gym?"  "That would be great," said Jay, "I'll see you there."  Will
turned and headed toward his own dorm.  Jay slowly made his way into his
building, his attention now focused on what to do about Brian.

When Jay opened the door to his room and stepped inside, Brian was gone,
but the signs of his presence were everywhere.  The piles of clothing were
exactly where they had been almost three hours ago.  The whole room smelled
like an ashtray.  Jay was disgusted with how things were turning out.  He
had visions of how college life was supposed to be, and this scene was not
one of them.  To sit down, Jay threw the few items Brian had picked up and
laid on the chair back onto the floor.  He pulled off his shoes, placing
them under his bed.  He turned on the small TV he had brought with him and
found a channel that had something he could watch until bedtime.  He
relaxed best he could, but the smell of smoke continually reminded him of
Brian's nuisance.

About two hours later, Jay decided to turn in.  Brian was still nowhere to
be found, but Jay didn't really care.  In fact, he didn't care if Brian
never came back.  Undressed and in bed, Jay slowly fell asleep thinking
alternately of Brian and Will.  He liked Will.  He hated Brian.  Around
midnight a commotion at the door woke Jay out of his light sleep.  Keys
jingling, cursing, and general noise told him Brian was trying to unlock
the door.  Just as Jay had decided to get up and open the door before Brian
broke it, the door flew open, the knob denting the wall as the two surfaces
collided.  "Fucking keys," slurred Brian as he stumbled into the room,
failing to shut the door after he had entered.  Carefully negotiating the
heaps of junk covering most of the floor, Brian made his way over to his
bed, falling onto the mattress when he thought he was close enough.  About
half his body landed on the mattress, the other half missing entirely,
pulling his dead weight onto the floor.  "Fuck!" yelled Brian into the
dark.  Jay had watched the whole scene unfold.  He could now add "drunk" to
the list of lables he had for Brian.  Jay threw back his covers, got out of
bed, walked to the door and closed it.  Brian was still on the floor next
to his bed, struggling to stand up.  Jay moved over to where Brian lay and
reached down to help him up.  After grabbing one arm, he reached around
Brian's chest to pull him off the floor.  About half way up, Brian slung
his free arm into the dark, yelling at Jay, "Get off me you faggot!  Stay
the fuck away from me!"  Jay was stunned.  He immediately let go of his
roommate allowing him to fall back to the floor.  The first question in his
mind was how did Brian know?  Jay had never said anything to anybody, had
never approached anyone, now his drunk roommate, who he had not exchanged a
hundred words with, had him pegged as queer.  Jay tensed at the thought of
being found out.  College hadn't even officially started and it was
crashing down around him.  He moved back to his own bed and climbed beneath
the covers, afraid of the future.  To hell with Brian, he thought.  After a
few minutes, Jay could hear Brian breathing low and regular, asleep on the
floor.  Jay himself didn't fall asleep for at least an hour.

Morning came too soon.  Jay had slept fitfully, tossing all night.  Brian,
it appeared, had never moved from his position halfway under his bed.  Jay
got up, performed his morning ritual of showering and getting dressed, and
leaving Brian passed out in the room, left for breakfast at the cafeteria
and the first of several orientation sessions.  Jay spotted Will during the
morning, but Will seemed engaged in conversation with a couple of other
young men, and Jay didn't want to interrupt.  He sat by himself listening
as the orientation speakers droned on and on.  By lunch time, Jay had had
his fill of student leaders, faculty members, and administrators repeat
virtually the same information over and over.  Thank god this didn't go on
all day, he thought to himself.  When he had finished his lunch Jay was on
his way out of the cafeteria when someone touched his shoulder from behind.
Turning around, he saw it was Will, smiling.  "You ready to hit the
weights, gym rat?" Will teased.  That was what the guys in high school used
to refer to themselves as during workouts and practices.  Jay smiled back,
"Wouldn't miss it.  Let me get my stuff and I'll meet you there."  "Great,"
said Will.  "Jay, I asked a couple of other guys to join us.  Is that OK
with you?"  "Sure, no problem," Jay replied.  Secretly, he had wanted to
get Will by himself again, but he had no way of telling him that without
raising questions.  He would have to make due with the extra company.

Fifteen minutes later, Jay had his shorts, t-shirt, shoes, and everything
else he thought he might need bagged up and was walking towards the health
facilities.  He had found Brian in the dorm bathroom, barfing his guts up.
You deserve it, thought Jay, offering no help this time.  He entered the
building and went straight to the locker room.  Will and the two others
were already there, just beginning to change.  Will introduced the two boys
as Tony and Paul.  They were freshmen as well, both having gone to high
school together and then becoming roommates at college.  Jay sensed a
closeness between Tony and Paul, but he couldn't quite decide what it was.
As he and Will talked back and forth about the morning activities, Jay
noticed several times one or the other of them looking at him and Will,
then whispering something between them.  They had helped each other with
their clothes, Tony even tying Paul's shoelaces.  When all four were
dressed and ready, they moved into the weight room and started their sets.
Jay and Will spotted for each other, while Tony and Paul did the same.  Jay
thought Paul and Tony spent an awful lot of time looking at each other in
the mirrors that lined one wall of the weight room.  He and Will made small
talk, not paying too much attention to the other two boys.  After about an
hour, they were all playing out.  Jay and Will had worked up a good sweat,
while Tony and Paul were barely damp.  Deciding they had all had enough,
Will looked around the group and stated, "OK, boys, let's hit the showers."
Paul looked at Tony and raised his eyebrows, causing Tony to giggle.  Jay
didn't know what that was about, but he was excited about the showers as
well.  The chance to see Will naked again, but this time, he would be naked
as well.  He would have to be extra careful in scoping out Will's butt and
cock.  And, god knows, he couldn't get hard this time.

All four young men stripped quickly, grabbed their towels, and walked to
the showers.  Tony and Paul took their places in one corner of the tiled
enclosure, while Will moved in the opposite direction.  Jay selected a
nozzle about three down from Will.  He had watched Will's fantastic ass
again as they walked to the showers and wanted to maintain a good vantage
point from which to watch the activites of his friend.  Jay forced himself
to look away more often than the day before to ensure his dick would behave
itself.  Water splashed, shampoo was applied, soap was lathered up.  Every
so often Jay would sneak a peek at Will's butt or his dick, whichever was
in view.  Will seemed not to notice Jay at all, which disappointed Jay a
little bit.  He had made no attempt to look down to the corner at the other
two.  Just as Jay was about to take a good look at Will as he rinsed out
his hair, he heard a strange noise coming from the corner.  Turning his
head, there stood Paul, arms raised facing the wall, with Tony behind him
rubbing Paul's shoulders, back and butt, sliding up and down the
soap-covered flesh.  The noise had been Paul's moaning.  Then Jay saw it.
Tony's cock, full and hard, standing up from his groin.  Jay just stood
there unbelieving.  The first hard cock he had ever seen besides his own.
His own dick pulsed in response to the sight.  Then he realized Paul was
hard, too.  "Shit!" thought Jay, "How far are these guys going to go right
here in front of us?"  His concentration broken by the sight before him,
Jay had not realized Will was looking at him.  Suddenly, he remembered Will
standing not five feet away.  He turned his head, catching Will's eyes
staring right at him.  He looked away momentarily, only to find Will still
staring at him every time he looked back.  By now Tony and Paul were
carrying on quite actively.  Tony's hands caressed Paul's back and butt,
while Tony's cock rubbed seductively against his leg.  Jay couldn't believe
it.  These two guys were actually making out right there in the shower.
Will's voice broke the silence.  "Do you like the show, Jay?" Will asked.
"You knew this was going to happen?" Jay returned the question.  "I asked
Tony and Paul if they would mind helping us out," stated Will.  "What do
you mean?" asked Jay, bewildered at the whole turn of events.  "Jay," began
Will, "I saw you looking at me yesterday.  In fact I've seen you check out
every guy on the team back in high school.  You didn't know that, did you?"
Jay was without words.  All this time he thought nobody knew the game he
played.  But somebody did, and he was being confronted.  Jay looked back at
the couple in the corner, water splashing their bodies as they writhed
together against the wall.  "I don't know...," Jay said quietly.  "You
don't have to say anything," Will stated, "Your dick is speaking loud and
clear."  Jay looked down at his swollen cock, wet, hard and throbbing.
Then he felt Will's hand on his shoulder.  A strong shudder went through
his body and he thought for a second he would fall.  But Will was right
there, his arms around his shoulders now, hugging him gently.  Jay turned
his head and looked into Will's eyes, only inches from his own.  His mouth
opened, but no sound came out.  This was happening so fast, he didn't have
time to think about it.  His dick was pounding.  His heart was racing.
"It's OK," Will assured him.  "I want to be with you."  Jay turned his head
back to the other couple, now facing each other, mouths sealed together,
hands roaming indescriminently, cocks pressed together between them.
Will's hands were sliding over Jay's chest and stomach.  Will moved in and
kissed his neck.  Impossibly, Jay felt himself grow even harder.  "This
can't be real," Jay said softly.  "It's very real, Jay," whispered Will
into Jay's ear, kissing and gently biting the lobe.  "Let me show you what
reality is."

With all the sensations running over his body and through his head, Jay
couldn't stand it anymore and reached for his cock.  The hard, yet soft,
organ felt comfortably familiar in his hand.  "No, Jay," Will spoke, "let
me do that."  Will placed his hand over the top of Jay's, taking up the
rhythm Jay had begun.  Slowly, Will's hand took over and Jay let go.  Jay's
heart was pounding so hard he could hear it in his head.  Will's hands on
Jay's cock and chest, Will's chest against his back, their legs pressed
together, and the heat from Will's hard cock between the cheeks of his ass
pushed Jay over the edge in seconds.  "OH, SHIT!" Jay said in a loud voice,
barely able to stifle a scream.  The well-known spasm of his orgasm
registered in his brain, but this time felt ten times stronger than ever
before.  Teeth clenched, eyes closed tightly, feeling wave after wave wrack
his body.  Cum flew out into the middle of the shower, shot after shot.
Will was whispering in his ear, saying his name over and over, "Jay. Jay.
That's it, Jay, cum for me."  Intense contractions through his legs, torso,
and arms continued until the last drop of cum fell from the end of cock,
running over Will's hand, to be swept into the drain by the running water.
Jay felt exhausted.  He wanted to slump to the floor of the shower, but
Will held him up.  "That was beautiful," Will said, finally releasing Jay's
still-stiff dick.  Jay couldn't respond.  He was lost in the emotions
erupting in his mind over what had just happened.  Not ever dreaming of
something like this happening to him, he now had to deal with it somewhat
prematurely.  It would take time to sort everything he was feeling into the
right place.  Will still held him in his arms, caressing his chest and
stomach, teasing his nipples.  Jay's cock was still hard, like he had never
cum at all.

Regaining his senses, Jay pulled away from Will.  He was embarrassed about
what had just happened.  No one had ever seen him hard before, let alone
seen him cum.  Now Will, Tony, and Paul had seen everything.  Or Jay
thought they had.  Actually, Tony and Paul had been busy themselves.  Jay
looked back into the opposite corner of the shower.  He couldn't believe
the continued action between the other two boys.  Paul was on his back
getting fucked by Tony.  Neither one acknowledged Jay or Will.  They were
only seeing each other.  Jay's head was on overload.  He moved to the door
of the shower and stepped out, Will close behind.  Jay wrapped his towel
around his waist as he walked to the lockers.  He sat on the bench, going
over the things in his head one more time.  Will sat down beside him.  Will
finally spoke, "Jay, look, I'm sorry if I pushed you into anything you
didn't want to do.  The way you watched me yesterday and watching Tony and
Paul, I thought that's what you wanted."  Jay sat looking at the floor,
hearing Will's words.  He answered him in a low voice, "It is what I
wanted, but I didn't know it was going to happen today.  You just surprised
me, that's all."  "No more surprises, then," Will said.  "From now on, I'll
tell you what's going on."  Will had placed his hand on Jay's and was now
holding it against the bench.  Jay liked the comforting feeling of Will's
touch, and his dick stirred under the towel.  Will saw the rising
terrycloth and grinned at Jay.  "I think you might have a surprise for me,"
Will suggested.  Jay blushed brightly at the attention he was getting from
Will again.  Will slid a little closer to Jay on the bench.  "Jay," he
asked, "did you see what Tony and Paul were doing?"  "Yes," Jay answered.
"I don't want you to be surprised when I ask you this," Will continued.  "I
want us to do that.  If you don't want to, it's OK."  Jay tensed at the
suggestion.  He didn't want to get fucked, not now.  Will seemed to sense
his apprehension.  "Not you, silly," Will smiled, "me. I want you to fuck
me."  Jay looked at Will.  Jay wasn't sure, but his dick was.  The towel
was completely tented.  "I've never done it," Jay confessed, looking away,
embarrassed at his lack of experience.  "That's OK," Will assured him.
"I'll tell you what to do."

Will opened his locker and took out a small bottle.  He stepped back,
straddling the bench, and handed the bottle to Jay.  "Grease my hole," he
told Jay matter-of-factly.  Will bent over at the waist and grabbed the
sides of the bench with both hands.  Jay just stood there, holding the
bottle, his hard cock pushing out the towel he still wore.  "Um,..." Jay
stammered, "I think you should do it."  Will looked back and realized Jay
was unsure how to proceed.  "OK, I'll do it this time.  Pay attention,"
Will instructed.  He raised up and took the bottle from Jay.  Flipping the
cap open, Will squeezed some clear gel onto his fingers.  He sat the bottle
down, then reached around with both hands.  With one hand he pulled his ass
cheeks apart, with the other he began to apply the lube to his own hole.
Smearing his crack, he began with one finger up his ass, stroking in and
out.  He soon added a second finger.  "See, Jay?" Will asked the young
pupil, who was staring intently at Will's asshole.  "You just lube it up
and stretch it open a little."  Finally, a third finger was pushed inside
and Will began to make some noise.  Low grunts and moans, similar to what
Jay had heard in the shower from Tony and Paul.  "Squirt some of this on
your cock," said Will, handing the bottle back to Jay.  "And take off that
towel.  You need to be naked."  Jay pulled the towel off and let it drop to
the bench.  Squeezing the bottle, he drizzled a line of lube over the head
of his cock and down the shaft, feeling the coolness of the slick liquid on
his hot flesh.  "Ok, I'm ready," he informed his partner.  Will returned to
his bent position and turned his head back to look at Jay.  "Now push your
cock up my butt and fuck me."  Jay, trembling, took his cock in his hand
and moved into position behind Will.  Taking a deep breath and trying to
relax, he touched his cockhead to Will's pucker.  The immediate feeling of
heat sent a shock through Jay's body.  He stood, ready to penetrate, but
not moving.  Will encouraged him in a low, soft voice, "Go on, do it.  Fuck
me."  Jay let go of his inhibitions and pushed hard, sinking into Will's
butter-soft chamber all the way to his balls.  "Ahhh!" Will sounded, "Hold
it there.  Let me get used to it."  Jay tried to stay still, but the
feelings in his cock wouldn't allow it.  He squirmed around, pushing,
pulling, moving side to side.  "It's OK now," Will said after about a
minute.  "Do it, Jay.  Fuck my ass."  Jay complied, beginning with short
strokes in and out.  Getting more into it, he started to lengthen his
withdrawals and pushing back in faster.  Without warning, his slippery cock
was expelled by Will's contracting muscles.  "Shit. I'm sorry," Jay
apologized.  "Just put it back in," Will said.  "Don't pull out so far.
Keep your strokes shorter, but go faster."  Quickly, Jay re-inserted his
cock and, following Will's advice, began to speed up.  "That's it, Jay.
Fuck me good.  You're learning fast, just keep it up," panted Will,
obviously enjoying the fuck.  "Tell me when you think you're gonna cum."
Jay was moving very fast now.  He could feel the approach of his orgasm
rising from deep within.  "Wrap your arms around me," Will directed.  "When
I stand up, don't pull away.  I want to feel your dick inside me when I
cum."  Jay bent over, resting his chest against the sweaty back of his
buddy and wrapped both arms around Will tightly, continuing his quick,
hard, thrusts.  Jay made a slight whine, then practically yelling into
Will's ear, announced his climax.  "Now! Now, Will, now!"  With that, Will
stood up, and attacked his hard cock with both hands, stroking it
forcefully.  "Oh, yeah!" Will yelled, his voice echoing off every wall of
the locker room.  Ribbons of cum flew out from his cock, landing on the
floor and bench in front of him.  Jay held on tight, fucking his own load
deep into Will.  After a couple of minutes, Jay pulled out, his dick too
sensitive to continue.  Still holding Will around the chest, both boys sat
back onto the bench, trying to catch their breath.  Only then did they
realize they had an audience.  "You guys were fucking hot, man," said Tony,
his arm around Paul, the two of them standing about twenty feet away at the
entrance to the shower.  Jay looked away, embarrassed.  Will just smiled
and said, "Thanks."

Later, after cleaning up again, getting dressed and leaving Tony and Paul
sitting together on a bench outside the library, Will and Jay walked
together towards the dorms.  Jay was very quiet.  Will was also.  He
understood Jay needed time to adjust to this new part of his life.  They
ate supper together in the cafeteria, neither one saying much the whole
time.  On the way back to the dorms, they stopped outside Jay's building.
"I've been thinking, Jay.  There is a space available in my dorm you could
probably move into and get away from Brian.  One of the guys didn't get a
roommate, for some reason.  You ought to check with the housing office
Tuesday."  "I'll think about it," offered Jay.  He was still feeling very
confused and unsure of himself.  He needed to be by himself to think for
awhile, but at the same time, didn't want to be alone.  Leaving Will, he
walked into the building and climbed the two flights of stairs to his room.

The rest of the time that weekend was hell.  Brian constantly smoking, his
mess getting bigger every day.  He hadn't accused Jay of anything again, so
Jay attributed the outburst from the first night to drunken abuse.  But Jay
knew he couldn't stay here.  He saw Will on several occasions, but they had
no repeat of anything they had done.  Jay was still coming to terms with
his feelings.  On Tuesday morning, he made a beeline to the housing office
to secure the room in Will's dorm.  Luckily, it was still available, and
that afternoon, with no explanation to his first roommate, Jay packed his
stuff and left Brian to himself.  Finding the paper with the new room
number on it, Jay began the chore of carrying his stuff up the stairs to
his new location.  He found the room, opened the door with his key, and
walked in.  No one was there, but the room obviously had someone living in
it.  He sat the first box on the floor and went back down for the second.
When he returned this time, the door was open.  Jay was sure he had closed
it.  He walked in, and there on one bed sat Will, leaning against the wall.
"Surprise," Will said, with a big smile.  Jay couldn't help himself, and
smiled at his new roommate.  This was one surprise he could deal with.




Jay sat at his desk trying to concentrate on the textbook in front of
him, but wasn't having much luck, as usual.  He had been having some
trouble with his studies ever since moving in with Will two weeks ago. 
He had hoped he could have gotten used to the sexual tension generated
between the two of them, but so far he hadn't come to terms with it. 
That first time with Will in the locker room before classes had begun
invaded his thoughts around the clock it seemed.  He couldn't eat,
couldn't study, and certainly couldn't be around Will and not see in his
mind the young man bent over the locker room bench while Jay fucked
him.  That had been Jay's first sex with anyone and it had left a great
impression.  Unfortunately, the impression had pushed everything else to
the side and his schoolwork was suffering for it.  Jay once more
directed his eyes to the open book to start again with the same
paragraph he must have read four times already.  This time he managed to
get to the bottom of the page before his mind wandered again to the
encounter with his roommate, his dick swelling to fill the loose
material of his shorts.

Jay and Will had for the most part been great roommates.  They kept the
same hours, didn't leave a mess, and gave each other the space they
needed to work.  And when they weren't working, they were talking or
joking around.  Jay liked Will very much and the  sentiment was returned
by Will.  They had become great friends in college, much more so than
they ever were in high school.  But Jay was having a hard time dealing
with all his feelings toward Will after the sex.  Jay knew he liked guys
before it had happened, but he had not been mentally prepared to act on
it.  Will had brought him out and made him face his desires.  Jay was
convinced even further that he was gay.  He just had to work on figuring
out how that was going to effect the rest of his life.  During the time
they had lived together the two boys had not had sex again.  Will could
tell Jay was trying to reconcile his feelings against everything he had
been taught to believe and what reality had thrown in his face.  Will
was not going to pull Jay into anything again.  That decision would have
to be mutual.  That didn't stop Will from being suggestive, however.  He
wanted very much to get Jay in bed, but he was too concerned for the
young man's feelings.  Will would touch Jay on the hand or occasionally
rub his shoulders.  He loved to look deep into Jay's eyes as they talked
about classes or their professors or their lives.  He would undress in
front of Jay, but never completely naked.  No need to tease him that
much.  Will's desires caused him almost as much trouble as Jay's.  He
convinced himself that the decision to be together had to be Jay's.  He
wouldn't risk pushing him away.  And the tension was driving him crazy. 
On several nights after Will was sure Jay was asleep he pushed down the
covers and his boxers and stroked himself to orgasm, all the while
staring at Jay's sleeping figure laid out across the twin bed five feet
from his own.  Watching his friend sleep while he jacked his full, hard
cock, slicked with spit and precum, only made Will want him more.  He
wanted more than anything to lay next to the other boy and feel the heat
of his flesh blend with Jay's, their sweat mingled together on their
chests, their hands roaming to all parts of their bodies as they made
love, slow and determined to please each other.  He almost went to Jay
one night and, in fact, had got out of bed and stood over the youth,
clear drops of syrup dripping down the shaft of his cock, but changed
his mind after watching his friend take slow breaths as he slept
peacefully.  Will just couldn't bring him self to wake Jay from such a
beautiful and innocent moment.  He vowed that night to wait until Jay
was ready for him.  He just hoped it would be soon.

On Friday afternoon of the second week, Jay had finally been able to
finish the assigned reading for one of his classes.  He was ready to
take some time off from all the schooling.  The weekend had started, but
he had no immediate plans.  He would go to the weight room and work out
at least once, he thought.  He and Will would probably go somewhere for
dinner Saturday night like they had on each of the last two Saturday
nights and maybe see a movie on Sunday. Then back to the grind Sunday
night before classes early Monday.  What he really needed was a complete
diversion from the regular routine.  His thoughts eventually turned to
Will as always and he went over in his head all the possibilities he
could imagine.  Going back to the locker room and the shower.  Feeling
Will's hard cock pressed against his ass cheeks under the warm spray. 
Letting Will penetrate him this time.  Maybe tasting Will's cock,
sucking him off.  Suddenly, Jay snapped out of his daydream.  Thoughts
of his mother and father and the expectations of their only child
replaced the image of Will, naked and hard.  He couldn't do that to
them.  He had to be the good son.  He had to get married and have a
family so his parents could be proud grandparents.  The conflict roared
in his head so loud his thoughts were almost drowned out.  He wanted
Will, but he wanted his parents to be happy.  Couldn't they be happy he
had found Will to love?  He sat in his chair, staring out the window,
lost, trying to make sense of the incompatible directions his life was
taking.  In that instant he decided he had to talk with someone.  The
only one he could trust, he thought, was Will.

About half an hour later Will returned to the room from his lab
assignment.  Jay immediately perked up as Will opened the door, entered,
and smiled at him.  "Hey, Jay," Will acknowledged his roommate, "you
ready for the weekend?"  "I've needed a break so bad from this week you
wouldn't believe it," Jay answered.  "Every class I have has a hundred
pages to read and a paper to write.  I'm so wound up I'm ready to
explode."  Will walked over to where Jay sat and stood behind him.  He
began to rub Jay's neck and shoulders.  Jay couldn't help but soften at
the feelings going through him.  Just Will's touch set him off.  His
head fell forward as he relaxed his neck while Will continued the
massage.  Will loved to make Jay feel good.  He wanted to make him feel
wonderful again.  He wanted to lean down and kiss Jay's neck and face. 
But he held back.  Will stopped the massage after about three minutes,
unable to stand the contact anymore.  Jay straightened up in his chair
and watched as Will moved towards the closet.  "I've got to take a
shower, man," Will said. "That lab was hot as hell.  I'm surprised you
couldn't smell me before I came in."  Jay concentrated on his nose,
testing the air for Will's scent.  A very faint smell of sweat and
deodorant was present.  "No, you're not that bad," Jay told him.  Will
stood at the closet door and began to pull off his clothes.  Jay tried
not to stare, but he couldn't turn away for more than a few seconds at a
time.  He watched as Will pulled off his t-shirt, then his shoes and
socks, and finally his jeans.  He looked just as good as always, thought
Jay.  The strong sculpted chest and flat stomach, well muscled
shoulders, arms, and legs.  Will kept his boxers on and grabbed a
towel.  "I'll be done in a few minutes and we can grab some supper. OK?"
Will asked.  "I'll wait for you.  But hurry up, I'm starving," Jay
replied.  Will couldn't resist a little tease and looking right at Jay
he snapped the waistband of his shorts and said, "Yeah, I know what
you're hungry for."  As Will walked out of the room towards the communal
bath down the hall Jay watched and wondered how much longer he could
hold out.  He had to talk to Will tonight before it went any farther. 
They had to work things out before he failed a class.

The two friends entered the school cafeteria and after filling their
trays moved to a table away from the few others also eating on campus
that night.  After a few minutes of eating and watching Will, Jay felt
he was ready to talk.  "Will," he began, "I need to talk about
something."  "What?" Will asked.  "I want..." Jay stammered, suddenly
losing his nerve.  Will now sensed Jay's anxiousness.  "What is it?" he
wanted to know. "What's wrong?"  Will was genuinely concerned.  Jay was
usually open with him.  It was easy to see something was being held
back.  Jay sat there staring at his tray.  "Let's finish up and go back
to the room," said Will quietly, reaching over and taking Jay's hand. 
"We can talk about anything you want."

Back at the dorm the two made their way directly upstairs to their
room.  Once inside, Will turned and locked the door.  He didn't want
anyone coming in while they talked.  He knew this conversation was going
to be serious.  Pulling off his shoes, Jay sat down on his bed, his
pillow stuffed behind his back against the wall.  Will moved into a
chair and pulled it up close to the bed facing Jay.  "What is it, man,
what's wrong?" Will repeated his question.  After a couple of seconds
Jay looked Will in the eyes.  "I have to know where we are headed
together," Jay began.  "I have to know what is going to happen to us;
what's going to happen to me.  I have these thoughts of us together. 
Together all the time, living with each other."  He paused, then added
softly, "Loving each other."  Will reached over and placed his hand on
Jay's thigh, giving it a light squeeze.  "I think about that, too," he
said.  Jay sat enjoying the contact of Will's hand and continuing to
think of what he wanted to say.  "I have other thoughts not so good," he
started again.  "What about my family?  I don't have any brothers or
sisters.  What are my mom and dad going to do when they find out?  What
if they expect me to get married and have babies?  They want so much for
me and I'm letting them down."  Jay's eyes were getting red and puffy;
his tears just below the surface.  Will left the chair and sat down next
to Jay on the bed, putting his arm around the scared young man.  "Jay,"
he said in a low voice close to the ear of his friend, "if your parents
love you that much, they won't love you any less if you are happy this
way.  I know they couldn't love you so much and expect you to live a
life being miserable."  Jay leaned into Will's chest, laying his head
against the warm material of the sweatshirt Will had on.  The beating of
Will's heart soothed Jay's nerves and he began to calm down.  In a
minute Jay looked up again at Will who had been caressing his hair and
stroking his cheek.  "Do your parents know?" Jay asked.  Will barked a
quick laugh, the kind meant for things that weren't really funny.  "Oh,
yeah," he said, "they learned the hard way."

"Do you want to know why I moved to Carthage?  I've never told anyone
this before.  Only the people involved know the truth about me and they
won't ever tell anyone because they can't deal with it," said Will.  Jay
nodded and Will began his story.

"Back in Jackson, where I lived before, I had just started my junior
year in high school.  I was almost eighteen already, since I had been
held back in the second grade.  I had lots of friends and everything was
real good for me.  I dated girls a little, but at the time didn't real
get anything from it.  I wasn't trying to have sex with them.  It just
didn't seem right to do that stuff.  But I didn't think of doing
anything with boys either.  I'd notice them in the locker room, but
everybody did that.  I'd joke around at school, you know, the usual
"fag" and "cocksucker" stuff.  It didn't bother me.  I wasn't doing
anything so why should I care what they said?  One day early in the year
a friend of mine, Ronny, and I were at the batting cage practicing our
swings.  Ronny and I had been friends forever.  I don't remember not
ever knowing him.  His dad was a high-dollar businessman who owned
several pieces of property around town.  He was on the city council and
was real politically involved in things.  Anyway, that day at the cages
we were hitting balls when I noticed this guy had come in and sat down
on a bench outside the cage we were in.  He looked about 40 years old
and kind of dirty.  He just sat there and we kept noticing he was
looking at us, almost staring.  It was getting kind of creepy after a
few minutes, but we didn't say anything and tried to ignore him.  I
noticed Ronny kept looking back at him once in a while.  I finally asked
him if he knew that guy.  He said he didn't, but that he might have seen
him at the mall before.  We were just running out of quarters when the
guy walked over to the side of the cage and started talking to Ronny. 
Ronny kept looking at me.  I couldn't hear exactly what they were
saying; they were talking really low.  I saw Ronny shake his head a
couple of times and heard him tell the guy "NO" in a loud voice. As I
put my bat back in the rack and walked toward them the older guy looked
at me and smiled.  His teeth were stained from smoking and he hadn't
shaved in about two days.  The more I looked the less I liked him.  He
told me his name was Jess and he was just out looking around, seeing
what was going on in town.  After a few minutes of awkward conversation,
Ronny told him we needed to go.  Jess asked us if we might be coming
back tomorrow, but Ronny told him no.  I didn't say anything.  We got in
the car and went back to Ronny's house.  I didn't say anything until we
got inside and went to the family room to watch TV.  Nobody else was
home.  I asked Ronny what that guy and he had been talking about.  At
first he tried to act like nothing had happened, but I kept asking. 
They had talked for more than ten minutes I told him.  What had that guy
said when you hollered "NO" at him.  Ronny was looking really nervous
now and biting his fingernails.  I asked him if that guy was bothering
him or wanted something from him.  He was really fidgeting.  I was
getting some wild ideas about Ronny and this guy, wondering if he had
hurt him some way.  Finally, I asked him right to his face what that guy
had done to him.  When he blurted out his answer I first didn't believe
him.  "He sucked my dick at the mall."  Ronny told me the guy had
followed him into the restroom in Penneys and started talking to him as
he tried to go at the urinal.  Then he touched his shoulder.  Ronny was
so scared he didn't say no and the guy pushed him into a stall.  Before
he knew it, the guy was sucking him and rubbing his butt through his
jeans.  Ronny said he was scared, but after a couple of minutes it felt
really good and he shot cum into the guy's mouth.  Then he bolted. 
Ronny left the mall and went home trying to figure out what he had let
happen."

The story continued.  "After a couple of days of thinking about it and
deciding he wasn't really hurt, Ronny went back to the mall.  Sure
enough, there was the guy milling around the food court.  Ronny caught
his eye and made sure the guy saw him go into the restroom.  About two
minutes later, the guy comes in.  Ronny was waiting for him and they
went into a stall like before.  But this time Ronny pushed his jeans
down all the way.  He said the feeling of the guy's hands on his skin
and his mouth on his dick made him cum harder than ever.  This time he
didn't want to leave, but he didn't want the guy to think Ronny was
going to blow him so he pulled up his pants and walked out leaving the
guy jacking off in the stall.  A week later he went back again, but the
guy wasn't there.  He went home and jacked off thinking about getting
sucked again.  After Ronny told me all this, I couldn't believe it.  My
friend was getting blowjobs from some total stranger at the mall.  All
kinds of thoughts were going through my mind and I realized I was hard. 
Guys messing around with other guys.  Then Ronny said something even
more bizarre, or so I thought then.  The last time the guy had sucked
him off, all Ronny could think about was doing it too.  He wanted to
suck a cock.  He was staring right at my rod when he said it.  It was
like he had changed into somebody else.  All he would talk about was
wanting my cock in his mouth, wanting to feel me cum in his mouth.  I
was so hard in my jeans it hurt.  Ronny and I had known each other for
so long I trusted him with anything and now he was asking me, almost
begging me, to let him suck my dick.  So I did.  We went into his
bedroom and he almost tore my clothes off trying to get to me.  He
worked me over like I couldn't believe.  His mouth was so warm and wet. 
And his tongue licking up and down my cock was the best thing I had ever
felt.  Up till then all I had ever done was jack off, but this was a lot
better.  After I came the first time, in about two minutes, Ronny just
kept sucking.  He went on and on like he couldn't stop.  I came again
about twenty minutes later and pushed him off.  We didn't say too much
to each other for a couple of days.  By the weekend, though, we ended up
in his bedroom again.  He couldn't get enough and I was getting into it
more and more."

Will went on as Jay listened.  "After a couple of weeks Ronny was really
starting to scare me.  All he wanted was to get laid and he wanted me to
do it.  Sex was taking over his life.  I couldn't understand what was
wrong with him.  But stupid me, I followed my dick to his house almost
everyday for a fuck or a blowjob, or both.  I had sucked his dick, too. 
He fucked me a couple of times, but usually all he wanted was me to fuck
him.  I can see the day we finally crashed like it just happened.  I had
come to his house that afternoon.  This was, like, two months after our
first time.  I went upstairs and he was there, naked, on the bed rubbing
his dick.  I got hard watching him.  He sat up and asked me if I'd help
him with something he wanted to try.  He handed me a sack with some
pieces of rope he had bought at the hardware store on his way home from
school.  The fucking receipt was still in the bag.  He wanted me to tie
him up to the bed frame and make him take my dick like I was raping him
or something.  It didn't sound right to me, but my dick was hard and he
wanted it.  So I tied him up.  After getting it good and tight, like he
wanted, I took off my clothes and sat over his legs as I rubbed his ass
cheeks.   That always got him even hotter.  I took a bottle of baby oil
we used for lube and greased him up, all the time he was moaning like
some animal.  The whole scene was getting way strange, but I pushed my
way up his ass and started to fuck him.  That really set him off.  He
was moaning even louder, staining at the ropes, trying to shove his ass
back onto my cock every time I'd take a stroke.  It kind of turned me on
to see him tied up and liking it so much.  I just started to cum, then
it happened.  His dad throws the door open, screaming, and practically
tackles me across the bed.  I didn't have any time to react.  Ronny was
yelling, I was shooting cum even as his dad was beating on me, and his
dad was screaming at me to get off his boy.  He thought I was actually
raping his son.  I tried to fight him off, but I couldn't.  His dad was
a lot bigger than me.  I don't know what kept him from killing me.  I
got out of the house with about half my clothes, Ronny still tied down
and begging his dad to stop hitting me.  The next day the police came
and took me to the station.  I was beat up pretty bad, but they didn't
care.  I was the faggot rapist now.  The only thing that saved me was
Ronny.  He told them everything, even about the guy at the mall.  Since
Ronny was old enough to consent, his dad couldn't press charges.  The
whole story was all over school.  Everyone looked at me like I was
guilty.  My parents got calls from all over town to take their faggot
son out of school before I did it to some other boy.  I packed up my
stuff and left one night just to get away.  Everything was gone for me
there.  I ended up in Carthage living with my aunt.  Even she gave me
funny looks sometimes.  That's why nobody ever saw my parents around. 
I'm lucky they even help me a little with college now."

Jay sat stunned by what he heard.  Moving up the bed and looking Will in
the face, he tried to imagine the disgrace and shame Will had faced back
home.  He started to tear up again, but this time for Will.  The boys
held each other as Will told Jay everything was OK.  They wouldn't end
up pulled apart by their families.  If Jay wanted to, they could stay
together.  They could do whatever they wanted.  It was their life.  Jay
looked into Will's eyes again.  He was frightened, but knew he wasn't
alone.  Very slowly Will lowered his mouth even with Jay's, closed his
eyes, and waited to see if Jay would respond.  It was now or never, he
thought.  Jay would stay or he would run as far as he could, probably
back to his folks and a life he didn't want just to play the part of The
Good Son.  Jay moved, pulling away slightly, but moving back almost
instantly.  His heart was pounding and Will could feel the strong
beating in his chest as Jay pressed against him.  Almost like a feather
being drawn across his lips, Will felt Jay's breath against his chin and
upper lip.  Then Jay's mouth, soft and moist, pressed to him like a
lover.  The kiss lingered, then broke, only to be reborn in the next
one.  And the next one.

The two boys slept in Jay's bed that night, closely snuggled together on
the small mattress.  Jay wanted Will to stay close as he dealt with his
feelings.  Twice in the night, Jay awoke breathing hard and filled with
a sense of panic, nightmares of his family's reaction to his sexuality
and visions of Will being beaten by Jay's father.  He tried to convince
himself that would never happen.  His father was a good man and loved
Jay very much.  Sleep slowly drew him back between Will's arms and a few
more hours of peace.

Saturday morning dawned with a bright sunlight filling the room.  Jay
looked at the clock and realized he had slept more than two hours longer
than he usually did.  Will was gone.  Jay got out of bed and walked to
the closet.  Pulling off his boxers and putting on his bathrobe, he
walked to the showers.  Glancing around to see who was about, he removed
the robe and hung it from one of the bright metal hooks fastened along
one wall.  Two other boys were in the bathroom standing at sinks
opposite the shower entrance.  Jay moved into the shower and turned on
full blast the first nozzle he came to.  The hot, pounding spray felt
good and he stood under it for several minutes before washing his hair,
then soaping up his body, rinsing everything, and toweling off.  He put
on his robe and walked back to the room.  Upon entering he didn't notice
anything, but then the smell of bacon and sausage, scrambled eggs, and
pancakes filled his head.  Spread out on the two desks was an array of
breakfast food, Will standing at one end holding a plate and a fork. 
"May I interest you in some breakfast, young man?" Will asked politely. 
Jay grinned at him and Will laughed.  "You are too much," said Jay as he
bit into a sausage.

After filling themselves on breakfast and cleaning up the remains, Will
picked up his backpack and announced, "I have to go over to the library
and meet some guys from my biology class.  I promised we would start on
a project today.  You don't mind, do you?"  Jay looked at him
seriously.  "Of course not.  Go. Do your work.  You just be back as soon
as you can.  I want to walk down to the park this afternoon and I want
you to go with me."  "It's a date," said Will.  "I'll be back in about
two hours."  Will moved toward the door, then stopped and looked at Jay
standing by the bed.  Will took the three steps back that separated them
and quickly kissed Jay on the mouth.  "See you later," Will said,
smiling.  Jay blushed a bright red, which only made Will feel even
better than he did already.

About an hour later, a knock on the door startled Jay, who had been
daydreaming about him and Will walking in the park, talking and
laughing, stealing kisses when they thought no one was watching.  "Come
in," Jay hollered.  A boy he recognized from down the hall stuck his
head in the door.  "There's a phone call for Will," the kid said.  "She
said it's his mother."  Jay thought to himself, "Damn it, why did he
miss it right now?"  "OK," Jay said, "I'll get it.  Will isn't here." 
Jay walked down the hall to the pay phone that was the only link for
those residents without the money to pay for phones in their rooms. 
"Hello.  This is Jay, Will's roommate. Yes. No, ma'am, Will is at the
library.  His birthday?  Yes, I'll tell him to call you when he gets
back.  He should be here in about an hour.  Yes, ma'am.  Bye."  So, Jay
thought, Will's birthday is in three days.  His mind immediately began
to think of something Will would want for his birthday.  Jay didn't have
much money to spend, but he would find something for a gift.  But he
would keep it a surprise.  He wouldn't tell him about knowing his
birthday.  He would wait and see if Will said anything to him later. 
Having already dressed, Jay walked down to the lobby to see if a
newspaper had been left as was usual on the weekends.  On the way back
upstairs he ran into Tony and Paul.  They were openly gay to the whole
campus, making it widely known they lived as a couple in the dorm.  It
was Tony and Paul who Will had used to get Jay stimulated in the locker
room before.  All four were friends now, but did not see each other
every day.  "Tony, Paul," he asked, "I need your help.  Don't say
anything to Will, but I found out his birthday is on Tuesday.  I need
some help thinking of something to give him."  They looked at each other
and grinned widely.  "I know what Will really wants," snickered Tony,
patting Jay on the butt.  "Oh, you guys," said Jay, acting slightly
disgusted.  "Don't you ever think of anything besides sex?"  "No,"
answered Paul.  They both laughed.  "I'll think of something on my own
then," Jay told them as he walked on to his room.  Back in the room Jay
thumbed through the paper, stopping to read the articles that caught his
eye, Dear Abby, and the cartoons.  He kept finding himself distracted by
the idea of what to get Will as a birthday gift.  Finished with the
paper, he sat thinking to himself and staring out the window, absently
watching the wind blow what few leaves remained on the trees.  Will
returned about thirty minutes later.  Jay relayed the phone message,
minus the birthday announcement, and Will went to return the call.  Ten
minutes later, both boys were headed to the park about a half-mile
away.  Being outside and enjoying the time off from studying and being
with Will had Jay in a state of boyish giddiness.  He laughed and cutup
the whole time they strolled through the park.  To anyone watching it
was obvious they were close.  To anyone with experience it was obvious
they were falling in love.  As they walked back towards campus Jay
reached for Will's hand.  Holding tightly and looking around to see who
might catch them, Jay pulled Will toward him into a hug and a quick
kiss.  Will was surprised at Jay's open display of affection.  Maybe Jay
was beginning to come to terms with their love, he thought.  Will knew
he still had to wait for Jay to make all the next moves.  They were
closer than ever, but Jay had to be the one to go all the way this time.

That night when bedtime came Will went to his own bed.  He waited to see
if Jay would say anything.  Jay looked kind of concerned, but said
nothing as he, too, got into his own bed.  They remained apart all
night.

Sunday was almost a repeat of Saturday.  Sleeping late, breakfast at a
local restaurant this time, and then Will off to the library.  Jay tried
to read some, but the birthday question wouldn't go away.  He had gone
over the whole two previous days in his head again and again, sorting
out his feelings.  Later, standing at the window he saw Tony and Paul
sitting on a bench outside the dorm.  As he watched them holding hands
and talking, people walked past them and Jay noticed no one paid them
any attention.  They were just another couple.  They were accepted. 
That was it, Jay thought.  That's what I'll give Will.  Now he just had
to work out the details.

While Will remained at the library, Jay worked on an elaborate plan to
surprise his roommate.  He knew what he wanted to do and set out his
plan on paper to make sure he didn't forget anything.  About 15 minutes
before Will was due back, Jay walked down the hall to Tony and Paul's
room.  Laughing and carrying on could be heard through the door.  "Oh,
Jesus," Jay thought to himself, "I hope they aren't fucking around."  He
hesitated, then knocked three times.  "Who is it?" came a loud answer
and a giggle.  "It's Jay.  I need to talk to you guys," he replied. 
"Well get your cute ass in here then," came the invitation to enter. 
Jay went in and quickly went over what he needed for Tony and Paul to do
in preparation for the surprise.  Both boys were more than willing to go
along, laughing and teasing Jay the whole time.  Jay left hoping he
could count on those two to make good on their end of the plan.  When
Jay got back to his room, Will had already returned and was changing
clothes.  Jay looked at the smooth, strong chest of his friend again and
said to himself, "Two days.  Just wait two more days."

Sunday night, Jay and Will slept separately again.  Will decided Jay had
just felt vulnerable that one night.  Maybe he had been wrong about the
whole thing.  Jay might not open up after all.  Will would continue to
wait a little longer.

Monday's routine of classes, lunch in the cafeteria, more classes,
library, studying in their room, supper at the cafeteria, more studying,
then bed, came and went without so much as a kiss between the boys. 
Will was beginning to wonder if Jay had changed his mind completely, but
he wasn't going to confront him on it.  Jay had had other thoughts
consuming his time.  

Birthday plans were slowly coming together and he felt sure Will didn't
know anything.  Tuesday morning came and Will still had not said
anything to Jay about the day.  Jay was a little disappointed that Will
had not told him about it, but thought maybe Will didn't see much in
birthdays anymore.  He was away from his family and as far as Will knew
nobody on campus had a clue he turned 20 years old that day.  The day
progressed.  Classes, eating, studying.  That night was another of
Will's lab assignments so he would be out late.  Jay had plenty of time
to get ready.  Around 8:00, with half an hour before Will's lab let out,
Jay, Tony and Paul met in Jay's room to finalize the preparations.  Tony
brought with him a small sack while Paul carried something wrapped in a
towel.  They also carried pieces of what had been a refrigerator box. 
Brightly painted like a gift-wrapped box, the three worked on putting
the pieces together.  When finished, Paul handed the towel and its
contents to Jay.  "Do you know what to do with this?" he asked Jay,
smiling.  Tony giggled.  "I think so," Jay said with a smirk. "There's
only one thing you can do with it.  I just hope it works."  Jay left the
room while Tony emptied the contents of the sack onto Will's bed.  About
five minutes later Jay returned with a strange look on his face, one of
slight discomfort.  "Well?" asked Paul.  Jay glanced at him. "It's
fine.  Let's finish up."  "Now the fun part," giggled Tony as Jay began
pulling off his clothes.

When Will came into his room, at first he didn't know what he was
looking at.  His bed was completely covered by a large box set over the
mattress.  As he looked closer he realized it had been decorated to look
like a giant gift box, with even a ribbon painted across the top.  Taped
to the center was a card.  He pulled off the card and read the
inscription. "To Will:  Happy Birthday.  It's all up to you, just be
gentle. Jay."  Will read the card twice trying to figure out what was
going on.  "And where is Jay anyway?" he thought to himself.  He threw
the card back on the giant box and walked out into the hall towards the
bathroom.  Seeing Tony and Paul standing at their door, Will hollered,
"Have you guys seen Jay?"  They looked at each other, barely able to
contain themselves.  "Yes, we've seen him.  But not in the last ten
minutes," said Tony. "Haven't you seen him?"  "No," said Will.  "And
what is this thing on my bed?"  Tony looked at Paul seriously now, then
back to Will.  "I think you better open that.  It's from Jay."  "Yes,"
Will said, "I read the card." He walked into the bathroom still
wondering what all this was about.  Tony and Paul decided not to say
anything else just so as not to ruin the surprise.

Will did his business and returned to the room.  Closing the door, he
walked to the box again and while looking it over for the second time,
he heard a faint squeak of the bedsprings.  Starting at one corner Will
pulled at the box seam, tearing the tape that held the two parts
together.  As the end piece came loose Will was amazed to see a foot
tied to the bed frame.  Then the other foot at the other corner.  He
quickly tore away another piece along the length.  Now he could see a
hand tied to the headboard.  A hand attached to an arm attached to Jay. 
"What are you doing in there?" Will asked half amused and half
bewildered.  Jay looked into the eyes of his roommate.  "Happy
Birthday," said Jay low and soft. "I hope you like it."

Will quickly tore away the remaining pieces of the box.  He looked in
astonishment at Jay, naked and tied to the bed.  Jay watched as Will
looked him over then walked over and sat in a chair at the desk.  Jay
wondered what Will was thinking.  Why didn't Will do anything?  Will
walked back over to the bed and sat down next to Jay's naked form. 
"What is this all about Jay?" he asked.  Jay looked once more into the
eyes of his roommate/friend/lover. "It's about us.  It's about being a
complete couple.  It's about wanting you to stay with me and hold me and
love me.  And it's about me loving you.  I want to love you, Will." 
Will placed his hand on Jay's chest feeling the rapid beat of the young
man's heart.  "Are you sure?  Are you real sure?" Will asked.  He had to
be sure in his own mind of Jay's willingness.  Jay closed his eyes and
drew up all his courage.  "Yes, I'm sure.  I love you, Will."  Will
lowered his face toward the face of his young friend.  "I love you,
too," said Will, just before closing his mouth over Jay's.

After breaking the long, wet kiss, Will stood again and walked to the
door.  Checking the lock, he moved to the closet and began to remove his
clothes.  He was out of Jay's line of vision, but the young man tied to
the bed could hear the drop of a shoe, the snap of Will's jeans, and the
zipper being pulled down.  The general rustling of clothing being thrown
into the basket they used as a hamper told Jay that Will was almost
ready.  Hearing the padding of bare feet approach, Jay raised his head
to see the beautiful body of his lover standing at the side of the bed. 
Will's hard cock looked even bigger than Jay remembered, standing full
and pulsing above a pair of tight, hairy balls.  Jay couldn't take his
eyes off of Will's package.  He hadn't realized how much he wanted it
until now, to feel the hard organ in his hand and in his mouth.  Jay was
now painfully erect as well.  His more than ample cock laid across his
stomach, already showing the first signs of leaking.  As Jay flexed his
groin, his dick would alternately raise and lower giving Will a feast
for the eyes.  Will reached out gently and with his index finger rubbed
the growing drop of clear liquid over the surface of Jay's swollen
flesh. The contact for Jay was electric.  His cock surged upward
emitting yet another thick droplet of precum.  Will added that to the
rest and moved his finger teasingly over the head of Jay's organ.  The
small amount of contact was almost more than Jay could stand.  "Oh, that
feels good!" he squealed.  Will smiled.  Leaning close to Jay's ear
while continuing the motion he said, "You'll have to try and be quiet. 
These walls aren't exactly soundproof."  Jay nodded and whimpered his
"OK".  Will let go of Jay's cock temporarily and moved into a kneeling
position at the side of the bed.  He leaned over and took Jay's cock
back in his hand raising it up from Jay's stomach.  He glanced at Jay's
face then licked across the underside of the glistening meat.  More
precum erupted and Jay moaned low in his chest.  As Will began a slow
stroking motion of Jay's shaft, he took the head of the cock into his
mouth, rolling his tongue around the ridge as he went, swiping the
continuing flow of necter onto his taste buds.  To Will the taste was
like honey, sweet and thick.  He milked Jay for one drop after another. 
Jay was going crazy trying to remain silent.  Will began to feel his
desire building as well.  Opening his mouth wide and taking in all he
could, Will began to suck in earnest.  Jay was bucking up into the
suction and straining at the ropes which held him down.  It was too much
for him.  "OH FUCK!" came the call from Jay's lips.  Will stopped
sucking and pulled off.  Sure someone must have heard Jay's cry, he
waited a few seconds to see if anyone came to the door.  Nothing.  Will
let Jay's dick fall back against his stomach with a wet slap and stood
up.  "We are going to have to find something to keep you quiet," he
said.  Looking around the room and seeing not too many items suitable
for the job, Will got an idea.  "Jay, we're going to try something else.
Something new for you," he said to his captive partner.  Will stepped up
onto the bed and straddled Jay's chest, facing his cock.  As Will
squated down over Jay's body, Jay knew what would keep him quiet.  A
large, hard cock in his own mouth.  Will moved back slightly to give
Jay, who remained tied, the best position possible to suck the cock
hanging over his head.  As soon as Will was in the right place, Jay
raised his head and licked the meaty flesh Will made available to him. 
It seemed to Will that Jay knew instinctively what to do.  Using just
his tongue and lips he sucked and licked voraciously at Will's cock. 
Will was in heaven as he bent down and eagerly returned to Jay's cock. 
Will moved up and down, sucking Jay like a man possessed while Jay did
the same as best he could without the use of his hands on Will's cock. 
Holding his ass steady, Will let Jay move at his own pace, moving his
mouth up and down by lowering and raising his head.  Jay continued to
moan, but it was low enough not to get any attention from one of their
neighbors.  Will began to sense the urgent movement in Jay's thrusts. 
He sucked harder and quickened the speed of his hand up and down the
shaft.  Using his other hand, Will rolled Jay's balls in their sack and
pressed into the area underneath with his fingers.  Jay stopped his
sucking of Will's cock, but held it in his mouth as a long, deep groan
began to build in his chest.  Will knew this was Jay's time and sucked
hard again as he felt the first of several shots of cum spray out the
hole of Jay's cock straight into his throat.  Jay convulsed under the
fantastic orgasm rolling through his body.  It had been several days
since he had even jacked off and his load was massive.  Will continued
to swallow as each succesive shot seemed to fill his mouth to
overflowing.  The taste and smell of cum washed over his tongue and into
his nose making Will want it even more.  After a full minute, at least,
Jay began to relax as he came down.  Will's cock, hard and wet, lay
across Jay's face, the balls against his forehead.  Suddenly, Jay
trembled with the after effects of the great orgasm he had just suffered
through.  Will took another lick over the head of Jay's still hard cock,
wiping up the last drops of cum with his tongue.  Pushing up onto his
hands, Will looked back under his torso at his own dick still laying
over Jay's face.  Jay looked almost like he was asleep, his eyes closed
beneath Will's meat.  "Jay," Will whispered, rubbing his dick across
Jay's mouth.  "Jay. Wake up.  Finish me off, babe."  Jay stirred and
nuzzled his nose further along Will's cock and then under his balls
breathing deeply the heady aroma of Will's groin.  Jay opened his mouth
and took a swipe with his tongue at Will's bristly balls.  "Save it," he
said.  "I want you to fuck me."   

Will moved from his position above Jay and laid down beside him.  Will's
hard cock rested against Jay's hip as the two discussed the situation. 
"Are you sure?" Will asked.  "This is your first time isn't it?"  Jay
looked into Will's longing eyes.  Will wanted inside Jay desperately,
but he was willing to let Jay change his mind.  Jay closed the small
distance between them and kissed Will.  "I want to feel you inside me. 
I want you to be a part of me just like I was a part of you in the
locker room before.  I need to do this.  Please."  "You know, Jay," Will
pointed out, "I haven't done it since Ronny.  I don't want to hurt
you."  Jay smiled.  "I've taken a precaution just in case.  Look at my
ass."  Will sat up and pulled Jay's legs up and apart as best he could
with the ropes still holding Jay's feet to the bed frame.  He
immediately saw what Jay was talking about.  The wide base of a butt
plug was nestled firmly against Jay's hole.  Will didn't understand why
he hadn't noticed it before.  Jay spoke again. "I borrowed it from Tony
and Paul.  I figured a little pre-game warm up was in order."  Will
moved off the bed and stood at the foot.  "I'm going to have to untie
your feet.  We can't do anything with you laying like that."  He began
to undo the soft knots of rope necessary to free his mate's lower half. 
When he had the ropes loose, Will pulled Jay's knees up and again looked
at the plug still in place between Jay's ass cheeks.  "This may hurt,"
he said, taking the base of the device in his hand and beginning to
pull.  Jay squirmed a little, but made no noise.  Without too much
effort, Will pulled the plug out of Jay's now stretched opening, wet and
slick from the lube off the plug.  "You're wide open," stated Will
watching as the pucker slowly closed up.  "Tony and Paul said it would
make things easier for me.  I feel kind of empty now," said Jay feeling
the sensation of nothingness after enduring the invading rubber toy for
the last 45 minutes.  "We'll see how long it takes to correct that
problem," said Will, smiling.  Opening a drawer at his desk, Will
produced a bottle of lubricating gel and popped the cap.  Drizzling a
small amount over the end of three fingers, Will then moved back between
Jay's legs.  Taking his greased digits, Will pushed against Jay's
asshole and slid in easily to the second knuckle.  "You're ready
already," laughed Will.  "I guess the butt plug did its magic."  Again
feeling empty, Jay looked on as Will squeezed a line of lube along the
length of his cock.  "Do it, Will.  God, I can't stand it.  Fuck me." 
"Hold on, babe.  I'm almost ready," answered Will.  He wanted plenty of
lube for Jay's first fuck.  He wanted to be sure he didn't hurt his
young lover.  Will put down the bottle and moved in closer.  Holding his
stiff dick in position Will rubbed along Jay's furrow, gathering the
errant drops of lube onto the flared head of his cock.  Jay moved his
legs up onto Will's shoulders.  He was tensed, but wanted to be
penetrated.  "Please, Will," he asked again.  This time Will obliged and
pushed inward at the greasy hole.  With only moderate pressure his
cockhead and shaft began to disappear into the young man beneath him. 
"Oooohhh," Jay moaned loudly.  Will stopped pushing and leaned down
towards Jay's face.  "Enjoy it, babe, but try to be quiet," he cautioned
Jay.  Will pushed again and another length of cock slide up Jay's ass
adding to the sensation already washing over him.  This time he only
whimpered.  One last push had Will embedded to his balls.  Holding his
place, Will whispered into Jay's ear, "How does it feel?  Good? Great?" 
Jay tried to answer, but couldn't find the right words. 
"It's...it's...so good.  Fuck me! Fuck me, Will! Fuck me!"  And he did. 
Will began to stroke a steady rhythm into Jay.  Will was almost out of
control himself.  He hadn't fucked anyone in over two years and the old
feelings were making him wild with desire.  He wanted to just let go and
fuck Jay like a maniac, but at the same time he didn't want to do
anything that might cause Jay to feel anything but pleasure.  Jay solved
the problem for him.  "Harder, Will, I want to feel it harder," Jay
exclaimed.  Will went faster and pushed in with more effort.  He watched
Jay's face to see his reaction.  Jay had closed his eyes and his mouth
was hanging open.  Pulling tight against the bindings still holding his
arms, Jay's biceps, shoulders, and chest stood out in fine relief, the
muscles of his young man's body being tight and firm.  Will moved even
faster now, pumping solidly into the warm flesh surrounding his cock. 
Will's breathing became short, quick breathes.  He knew he was right on
the brink.  "Oh, Jay, I'm going to cum!" he almost shouted, catching
himself at the last second.  "Jack my dick, Will, I want to cum with
you.  Inside me, Will, cum inside me!" Jay begged.  Will just managed to
wrap his hand around Jay's precum-slick cock and start to stroke when
his own orgasm exploded from his groin and moved out in all directions
through his body.  "Oh, god," Will panted, still stroking Jay in an
unsteady rhythm.  But the pressure on Jay's hard cock and the spasms of
Will's dick up his ass was enough to trigger Jay's own blast.  Arching
his back and straining at the ropes, Jay spewed cum across his chest and
stomach and down Will's pumping hand.  As both climaxes waned, Will gave
out and dropped down onto Jay's body, pushing the legs of the youth off
his shoulders and down onto the bed.  He laid there catching his breath,
feeling the wetness of Jay's load trickle out from between them.  After
a few minutes, Will pulled his cock out of Jay, then reached up and
pulled the knots loose from the headboard posts, freeing Jay from his
confinement.  Jay's arms immediately wrapped themselves around Will's
neck and pulled him into a kiss.  A long, wet, and lustful kiss.  The
kiss of lovers.  Jay knew he had made the right decision to go forward. 
Will pressed him into another sloppy kiss, sucking at his mouth and
lips.  Rolling onto their sides, Will and Jay remained in bed, holding
each other in the embrace of shared loved.  They knew the demands of
school would be right there waiting for them when they broke away from
each other so they held on as long as they could.

When morning came, the boys found themselves wrapped in each other's
arms, still in bed, naked and excited.  They quickly relapsed into a 69
and sucked each other to orgasm, relishing the taste of each other
swirled over their tongues and through their teeth, only to be traded in
a deep, wet kiss.

After taking showers and getting dressed for class, they found they
still had time for breakfast.  Walking quickly to the cafeteria, Jay
hoped Tony and Paul had followed through.  As they entered the dining
hall, Will was surprised to see a large banner hanging above the service
line.  As Will read the very public announcement, Jay again took him in
a strong embrace and kissed him in full view of the other students. 
Cheers, whistles, and applause rose from the breakfast crowd.  Will
blushed, Jay smiled and waved, pointing to the banner.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY
WILL.  WITH ALL MY LOVE, JAY.

THE END


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