Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 01:10:19 -0400 From: BBG Subject: Lacrosse Lover Chapter 3 *This story contains gay erotica in it, if you are averse to such things you shouldn't read further. If you are under the age of consent in your area you should leave this site. If you are not going to listen to me, I'm assuming no liability for your actions. *I retain all copyrights for this work, but I'm giving consent for this story to be placed only in an archive that charges no access fee (including AVS) and that the text stays exactly as I've written here. Individuals may keep a copy of this story for their own personal use. *In addition I'm giving consent for this story to be reposted in the newsgroup alt.sex.stories.gay.moderated only, and that the text remains exactly as printed here and that the poster does not claim originality of the work. *This is entirely a work of fiction, the characters do not exist to the best of my knowledge. These characters are created purely as a work of fiction and should be treated as such. Any similarity between these characters and real life people is unintentional. ******************************************* Lacrosse Lover Chapter 3 By Mark (BostonBiGuy) some1yuno@hotmail.com I had hoped that time would give me the answers that I had been looking for - two weeks had passed and I was no closer than before. If anything I was more confused than before. Every day had come and gone as before - swimming with Rob in the morning with the occasional horseplay, lacrosse practice in the afternoon and the occasional meeting at other times. We'd even hung out in my dorm room once and I still didn't know. He had come over after practice one afternoon to kill some time and we had just hung out, talked and watched some TV. I had imagined having his presence all to myself in my room so many times - but nothing happened other than both of us having a good time. I did have a good time with him; and he seemed to have a good time with me. I couldn't stand not being able to have him - so much so that I considered telling him; but fear of rejection kept me silent. I couldn't stand not having him around at all though; if I were to tell him and he rejected me my life would become a hell. Having to see him everyday for lacrosse would become a torture - he'd also probably tell the whole team. I would likely have to leave the team another thing I couldn't do. So I watched and waited and hoped I'd finally get an answer. I kept hoping that this would be the day I'd find out something. Each morning as I went to go swim with him I hoped that maybe today I'd finally get a sign from him. We had a good time - we talked, we swam, we horsed around - but I still didn't know for certain. We split apart and when we met up again for lacrosse practice we were once again close companions - but still nothing. That Friday afternoon gave me something else - actually a couple of things. We were once again chatting in the locker room after practice and he invited me to a party going on off campus. "Hey you should come. It's going to be a blast." "I don't know, I'm only a freshman remember it's not as easy for me to get off campus." "That's ok. I've got a car here, you can ride with me." Well that certainly created some interesting possibilities. Maybe this was the sign I was waiting for, I would of course have to play this right to find out. "Okay, sounds cool to me." "Well the party starts at about 10 so how about I pick you up at 9:20?" "Ok I'll be ready." We went about our business and got ready to leave. He left before I did and as I was packing up my stuff I noticed something lying on the floor. Damn, he'd left his jock lying there. I wondered if he was just really careless or if he was doing this intentionally. If I was lucky maybe I'd finally get an answer tonight. I immediately went back to my dorm and decided to make use of the jock I'd found left behind. I was excited to have a second source of stimulation for my fantasies. I had to crouch and use my gym bag to hide my hardon that sprang to life as soon as I found his jock. I was through for the day so I lay back on my bed and had a nice long jack off session; falling asleep almost immediately after. I'd not slept much the night before (like most college students) and was tired from the lack of sleep so when I woke up it was 8:40 - which didn't leave me a whole lot of time to get ready. I grabbed some things to wear, which I laid out on the bed. I stuffed his jock into my drawer along with his boxers then wrapped a towel around my waist and grabbed up my shower materials. I guess I spent too long in the shower because when I came back he was sitting in my room. I looked over at the clock and saw that he had gotten here early - how typical, I was late, he was early. He smiled, "Better hurry up or we're gonna be late." "Yeah, yeah. What're you doing here so early?" "Like I said, I don't wanna be late. Now hurry up." I suddenly realized that I was somewhat nervous about being nude around him. It wasn't so much being nude - I'd been nude around him so many times that was nothing significant - it was the private situation. Just because there was no one else around made it change - there was an intimacy in being nude with someone in private quarters. I had to try to convince myself that was nonsense and get dressed, but I couldn't escape it. However, I was somewhat comfortable about being with him - after all I'd wanted him for so long. I dressed somewhat hurriedly, but I think I saw him watching out of the corner of my eye. Well of course he was watching, there was nothing else to watch, he's probably ready to go. I went to grab some socks from the dresser, but when I went to go pull the door open I noticed that part of his jock had been caught outside the drawer. "Holy Shit! What if he saw that?" I thought to myself, but acted on the outside as if nothing was wrong, tucking his jock and boxers snuggly in the drawer as I got out some socks. If he had seen them he may have just thought that it was one of mine. It could very well have been. I knew it wasn't, but there was no reason for him to. I sat down on the bed to put my shoes down pushing the sheets aside which is when I realized that I had wiped the cum off myself on the sheets earlier. I hoped he hadn't seen, but I wasn't that fortunate. "Looks like you got something on your sheets there, they're kinda wet." I racked my brain trying to think of an explanation. "Oh yeah, I spilled something on it earlier - I set my water bottle down and it leaked." "Uh huh, yeah; likely story." "Oh shut up!" By this time I'd gotten my shoes on. "Come on let's get going, you don't want to be late remember." We went out the door, I locked it behind me then we went down to his car. Riding along after a couple minutes of silence he said, "Hey if it's ok why don't you just crash at my place, that way I don't have to come back over to this end of campus." Fuck! (Actually I hoped we would.) He was inviting me back to his place. I tried to keep the excitement out of my voice as I responded, "Ok that's fine with me." Damn, maybe this was it, I was so close. Maybe tonight finally the wait will be over. "Great, that means I can get toasted and you can drive back." He laughed as he said that, flashing his brilliant smile. "Yeah, all except for one thing, I don't know where your place is." "I'll draw you a map when we get there so you don't have to wake me up." We arrived at the party, and I asked him: "So where's that map you were gonna give me?" I was half joking, but also partially serious, I didn't drink much so I didn't mind driving back. "You know I was just joking, I don't expect you to have to stay sober unless you want to." "That's ok, I don't mind being the designated driver. Just leave me the keys and some info on how to get there and I'm fine with it." "Ok, if you're sure about this, it's really no problem for me to drive back." "Yeah, it's fine, I'm used to it from high school." "Well ok if you insist on being the designated driver I'll be the designated drinker." He got out a piece of paper to write out some directions, although I pretty much knew my way around campus I didn't really know very much about Charlottesville or the surrounding area, and I'd never been out to Ivy. However, having gotten out there I was pretty certain I could get back to campus, and now I had the location for his apartment so I could find it. He was significantly closer to the party than my dorm was, so it did make sense for me to stay with him, however, I hoped it was something more than just logic driving his request. We had a blast at the party, I had a couple drinks early on but then stopped so I'd be in decent shape to drive back to his place. We were together for part of the party, but most of the time we were separate, talking to different people. Rob was drinking quite a bit, he decided to take advantage of the fact that I was driving back, I didn't really blame him though. I watched him frequently during the party, seeing who he was talking to. He never did seem to spend much time trying to "impress" the women - not that he'd have had much trouble "impressing" any of them. I hoped that this was a sign that he wasn't interested in women, although it could mean many things - maybe he didn't want a girlfriend at the moment, maybe he just didn't see anyone he was interested in. There were too many possibilities, just because he wasn't trying to score with the ladies it didn't mean that he was interested in guys. Even if he was interested in guys there was no guarantee that he was interested in me. About 1:30 we finally decided to call it a night and return to his place. Rob kinda staggered out of the party to the car. While he was standing still he didn't really reveal his inebriation, but in motion you could see that the alcohol had an affect on him. He climbed into the passenger side and leaned the seat back a bit. "Can you get us there ok?" "Yes, it's no problem." "Ok." He leaned the seat back a bit further and closed his eyes to sleep. I drove us back towards his place. When we arrived I had to shake Rob to wake him up. "Which key opens your apartment?" Rob was still disoriented - both from the alcohol and being woken up - so it took him a while to decide which was the correct key. When I finally had the right key we climbed out of the car, Rob wobbling slightly. Unfortunately to get to Rob's apartment we had to go up some steps - actually it wasn't really unfortunate; I had to put my arm around him to support him. We reached his door and I unlocked the door and let us in. I continued to provide some additional support for Rob - he didn't seem to mind it, and I know I enjoyed having my arm wrapped around him and his body pressed against mine. "Turn here, down this hallway. My room is the second door on the left." "Ok." His warm body draped against mine was a wonderful feeling, and now we were heading back to his room. My heart was beating rapidly with excitement - maybe this was it, this could be the moment I've been waiting for. I opened the door to his room and helped him over to his bed. I let go of him and he immediately fell over onto the bed. His hands started moving to undo the buttons of his shirt. "Hey where's the bathroom at?" "It was the first door on the left." I went down the hall and headed to the bathroom leaving him to undress. I wasn't quite sure what he expected tonight. He'd given me no invitation and no indication at all - not even for just sleeping arrangements. I drained my bladder and when I stepped out into the hallway I could hear him snoring lightly. I walked back to his room to take a look. He was still lying there right where he had been. He'd only been able to undo 3 of the buttons on his shirt. I decided to wake him up so he could get undressed. "Rob wake up." He didn't respond to voice so I tapped him lightly calling him again. Still no response so I shook him lightly. "Huh, what?" "Hey wake up, you gonna get undressed and into bed?" "Yeah, ok." I wasn't quite sure that he was going to get up but he started to undo his buttons again. "Ok, I'll just be heading back out to the couch." I wanted to make sure he could find me if he needed help. "Why? You can stay in here if you want." This could be the invitation I was looking for. I started to remove my polo shirt, and then the T-shirt under it. When I pulled it over my head I saw Rob getting ready to stand up. As soon as he was on his feet he fell back over. He lay there on the bed stunned for a minute. "Hey Charles, you think you can help me out?" I'd love to help him out - in more ways than one. "Sure ok." He'd undone his belt and was sitting up again to try to stand. When I reached his side of the bed he stood up, and almost immediately fell again, but I caught and steadied him. "Hey can you help me get into the bathroom, I have to piss." Damn, maybe I'd be able to get a good view. I'd seen him naked many times, but at such close proximity, and in such intimate quarters - it was something entirely different. Of course the fact that being so close to him had me incredibly aroused - touching his smooth skin, his arm wrapped around my naked torso and my arm wrapped around his waist to support him. I led him into the bathroom, supporting him for a little while longer until he could get his balance. When he could stand on his own, I moved to slightly outside the bathroom door - close enough for me to watch, but not close enough to cause suspicion. His hands began fumbling with the buttons on his jeans, "Damn, I knew I should have worn regular jeans, I can't get all these buttons undone." He'd worn a pair of button-fly jeans, which looked very good on him, but in his drunken state I would imagine it was difficult to get them open. He sighed, "Could you help me get these buttons? I can't seem to get a good grip on them." This was just too good to be true. I didn't want to seem too excited about it though so I hesitated for a second then replied, "Ok." I went in and found him bracing himself up against the sink trying to hold himself up. I hoped that he was too drunk to notice my hardon - or at least too drunk to care. I took my time undoing the buttons, I didn't know if I'd get the chance to do this again. When I finally had the buttons undone, I went to push them down off his legs, he had to brace himself by holding onto my back in order to lift his legs to get them off. "Thanks, man that's so embarrassing. I can't believe I had to have help getting out of those jeans." "It's ok. I understand, it's kinda hard to take your jeans off when the buttons keep moving." I stepped back so he could go ahead and piss and he turned back to face the toilet. As he turned he started to tilt backwards and lose his balance - once again I reached forward to catch him. "Whoa, thanks man. Jeez don't know what I'd do without you tonight." I helped him to get back onto his feet, but he stumbled slightly his hand reaching out to grab onto me to keep from falling. Him grabbing onto me wasn't unexpected, him grabbing onto my crotch was. My cock jumped as his hand grabbed onto me. I'm sure it was just a drunken stumble, but damn, that felt good. I wondered if he had felt my hardon, but if he had, he didn't mention anything. I set my hand on his shoulder to help steady him while he pissed. I did get a good view of him as well, closer than I thought I would. I then helped him back into the bedroom. He sat down on his didn't lay down right away. He placed one arm on my shoulder to keep his balance, then took his boxers off with the other. He stood back up and saw me looking at him. "You don't mind if I sleep naked do you?" My tongue felt like it was glued in place, I couldn't really think, much less speak. I finally found my voice, "No, that's fine." He looked at my face, looking me right in the eye. "Are you sure, I can wear boxers if it bothers you. I'm just used to sleeping nude, if it bothers you, it's no problem." "No, it's fine. That's ok with me." He lay down on the bed and shut his eyes. He didn't even bother to pull the sheets up over him. I began to undo my pants and slide them off. My hardon was clearly visible through my boxers, not that Rob would notice since he was now sound asleep. I was horny and frustrated. Tonight he'd given me so many mixed signals. At least they were mixed at the time, looking back it seemed that they weren't really mixed at all. He was a friend, a good friend - and he was drunk. My imagination had been working overtime tonight creating suggestive behavior on his part out of nothing. He was laying there not a couple feet from me, sprawled completely nude on his bed - and sound asleep. Damn, how could I get my hopes up; how could I not though. He stirred in his sleep - rolling over onto his side, his body closer to mine. Inside my boxers my hardon craved release. I tried ignoring it, but it didn't work. I was too aroused by the naked form next to me. Rob rolled a bit more - this time his arm touching my stomach. My cock jumped as his skin came into contact with me. My hand reached out of it's own accord and lightly stroked the skin of his arm. My cock had begun to drip inside my boxers and there was now a significant wet stain. I ran my fingers up his arm following the lines of his body. Sliding my finger along his chest and through his rippled abs down to his stomach. Gingerly sliding my hand lower to lightly touch his cock. My eyes watched my hand as though it were a different part of me. Somewhere in my mind was the terror that he might wake up and reject me. But at the moment my mind wasn't in control of my body. My pulse pounded in my ears, as my cock throbbed with anticipation. I gently caressed his cock, he had a quick intake of air as his body responded to my touch. I knew I couldn't continue this without waking him - it was only the alcohol that had kept him asleep throughout this. I slid away from him and headed towards the bathroom. Maybe if I got some release I could stand being near him. My earlier actions had caused his cock to become partially erect - lying there next to him it proved too much of a temptation for my to withstand. Shutting the bathroom door behind me I put the lid down on the toilet, slid my boxers off. My cock was throbbing for attention as I reached out to stroke it. It didn't take me long to cum. I was so excited and aroused by all the contact I'd had with Rob. I imagined I was still lying there in bed with him. In my mind I reached to grab hold of his semi-hard cock, stroking it to it's full length. I slid my hand up and down his man meat until his moans told me that he was awake. He leaned in to kiss me, slowly gently at first; then pressing with ever more passion as his tongue slid into my mouth. His hand slid down to rub my dick, sliding his fingers over the head and spreading my precum around the corona. I moaned lightly. I imagined moving down to suck at his nipples. He had such a great looking chest and his nipples had been a constant temptation for me every time I saw him shirtless. It only took a few more quick jerks of my cock before I shot my jism all over. I used my boxers to wipe the cum off. I didn't know where the washcloths were so I had to use the only thing available to me. I did taste some of it first - wishing that it was his instead of mine. I had come so close tonight - but the only thing I had gotten from it were a few more things to fill my thoughts in my jackoff sessions. I pulled my damp boxers back on and returned to the room. I considered sleeping naked, after all he was, but I knew I couldn't handle that. As I went to get into bed, I noticed that he had moved once again. He was now stretched out so that I couldn't get into bed without being in contact with him. It's not that I wouldn't enjoy being in contact with him - I'd likely enjoy it too much. Instead of going limp his cock had apparently continued getting hard. There was just no way I could lay in that bed without coming into contact with his cock. I knew I wouldn't be able to control myself - really I didn't want to control myself, but I had to. Out of fear of losing his friendship I decided to go into the living room and crash on the couch. I pulled his door shut behind me and went to lay down on the couch. When I awoke one of his roommates was in the room having coffee. "Hi, I see you're awake. There's some coffee in the kitchen if you want some." "Ok, maybe in a few minutes, I need to make a bathroom run first." "Down the hall and first door to the left." After exiting the bathroom I stepped into Rob's room to find him still sound asleep and still laying nude on the bed - although his hardon had shrunken down it looked half ready to raise again when he woke up. I picked my pants up off the floor - not bothering with a shirt since his roommate was similarly attired - put them on then returned to the living room. When I returned his roommate greeted me extending his hand, "Hi I'm Matt." "I'm Charles, nice to meet you," shaking his hand. "Oh so you're the one who was going out with Rob to the party." "Yes." "I was surprised to find you in here sleeping on the couch, hope I didn't wake you." "No you didn't it was the call of nature." "Ok, just glad I didn't wake you. Rob had said you might be staying here, but most of the time people stay in the room with him, that way I don't have to worry about waking them. I have to get up pretty early in the morning for work - well it's early for those who were drinking all night." "I think I'm going to head back to my dorm, I need to get a shower." "If you want you can take a shower here, the bathroom is probably a lot cleaner than what you usually find in the dorms, especially the freshmen dorms." "Ok, I think I might." "Besides Rob will be upset if you leave without speaking to him; I think he wanted to talk to you about another party that's going on tonight. He probably won't be up for another hour or so. I have to head to work, but I can show you where all the towels and everything are in the bathroom first. Just make yourself comfortable, and I'll leave the coffee warming for after your shower." "Ok, thanks." Matt gave me a quick tour around the place, stopping off in his room to grab a shirt. "I've got to head to work now, it was nice meeting you Charles. Jeff our other roommate is staying with his fiancee and probably won't be in this weekend." "Thanks Matt." I went off to have a shower, even though I didn't really have anything else to wear. I shut the door but didn't lock it, after all this was their place. I stepped into the shower and began to wash myself off. The shower stall was somewhat opaque - you could see through it, but the view was obscured. As I relaxed into the water there came a knock at the door and Rob stepped in. "Ok if I come in." "Yeah." "Good, cause I've really got to piss." I was surprised to find him awake after seeing him sound asleep just a little while earlier and with Matt's comment about wake up times. Rob hadn't bothered to put on anything at all - I wondered if he did this all the time or just when his roommates were out. Thinking about how unashamed he was to walk around in the locker room completely nude it was probably pretty common. "Oh man my head is killing me, I shouldn't have drank so much last night." He walked over to the medicine chest and opened it to take out something - presumably for his headache. "Hey thanks for all your help last night. I hope I wasn't a pain. Sometimes I just don't know when to stop drinking." "It's ok, it was no problem." "Well there's a party tonight if you're interested in repeating last night. Although this time it's on your end of the campus if you want to drink, within walking distance of your dorm I believe." "Ok cool." I wanted to go, in case there might be a repeat of last night, but I somewhat doubted it, with the party being so close to my place I doubted I'd get invited back here again. I had been hoping he'd step out of the bathroom soon, but it didn't seem like he was. I'd put off getting out of the shower since I knew there was no way I could hide my hardon from him. "Hey don't use all the hot water, I'd like to get a hot shower too - at least a lukewarm shower. I'm already sober so I don't need the cold shower." "Just finishing up now." There was no way I could really stall, we were used to being around each other naked all the time in the locker room. One way or another I'd have to reveal my hardon, might as well just step out of the shower and get it over with. "Well looks like someone is certainly awake and ready." "Yeah, the morning hardon usually comes back to life after a hot shower." I said, incredibly embarrassed. I know my face was bright red, I couldn't even look him in the face. "Hey that's ok, I understand. If I didn't have such a bad hangover I'd still be laying in the bed strokin' it. If you want to beat off feel free to use my bed; just don't cum all over the sheets. It makes the bed sticky." Damn, he was inviting me to beat off on his bed, and talking very openly about jacking off. I wondered if maybe I hadn't been imagining things last night. My chances for tonight suddenly seemed pretty good. I knew my hardon would require some attention so I decided to take him up on his offer. He had offered and he had seemed genuine. The worst thing that could happen is him laughing at me beating off in his bed since he'd made the invitation, who knows maybe he'd join me. He might be straight, but circle jerks weren't unheard of between horny straight guys. So I stretched out on his bed. I inhaled deeply my nose filling with his aroma that everything in this room exuded. I immediately set to stroking. I was originally planning on making this as quick as possible, but once I started giving my hard cock some attention the pleasure made me slow down so I could enjoy it. I closed my eyes stroking rhythmically, imagining Rob laying next to me stroking his meat as well. I watched his fist slide up and down his cock as his precum dripped along his hand. Then he reached over and grabbed hold of my cock, his precum acting as a lube as his hand slid around my shaft. I quickly got into my fantasy completely. My body writhing in pleasure as I moaned. I'd completely forgotten where I was until after my orgasm had subsided and a wet towel hit me in the face. "Come on and get cleaned up before you stain the sheets." For the second time that morning Rob had caused me to blush bright red. I used the towel to clean myself off. He laughed at me a little, but not enough to embarrass me further. Fortunately he didn't seem at all mad. He was obviously serious about his recommendation to beat off in his room - which was a relief since I was somewhat worried I had misjudged his earlier comment. "Come on, you can borrow some of my clothes to wear home. I can get them tonight." Damn, this had gotten to be a lot closer friendship over night. I was pleased that we had become so close. Even if I hadn't gotten what I wanted I'd come a lot closer and there was a chance for more at some point. He threw out some clothes for me, and some things for him as well. We got dressed and went into the kitchen where Rob poured out two cups of coffee. We sat and talked for a while, then I told him I had to get back to my dorm. I did have an assignment that had to be taken care of. Especially since we going to that party tonight, and I doubted I'd be going anywhere other than my dorm I was likely to get trashed at the party and would be in no shape to do it tomorrow. "Hey, how about if I park over at that lot near your dorm. There's not much parking where the party is and it'd be likely be difficult to get parking over there. I can park at that lot and then meet you at your dorm and we can walk over together." "Ok that's fine by me." I headed out the door to return to my dorm, wearing his clothes, which even though clean, still carried his smell. ************************************ Ok, that's it for Chapter 3. I know lots of you have been waiting for this third chapter, and I'm sure you'll also be waiting for the fourth as well. However, I will be writing another chapter for "Dreaming" before I write chapter 4 of this story. As always comments are welcome (some1yuno@hotmail.com). Also feel free to drop by the site http://bbg.webjump.com there is a mailing list, previous chapters of this and other stories along with a message board where I frequently make announcements. Thanks for reading, Mark (BBG) *************************************