Date: Mon, 16 May 2005 06:47:24 -0700 (PDT) From: Fup Duck Subject: Life Goes On - David and Chad #46 STANDARD DISCLAIMER: This is the continuation of David's story. One of two boys loving each other. So the same disclaimer applies. If you can't handle that, or it's illegal to read this in your area, or you're underage, then now is the time to leave. If you continue reading after that admonishment, Nifty and I aren't responsible. There could also be incidents of unprotected sex. As always, I don't condone this practice - especially in this day and age. Well, I'm back, hopefully for just a bit. Yeah, I forgot to title the last chapter...lol Oooops. But life goes on, yes? Anyway, things, they are a changin'. I'm hoping to continue the saga for at least a few more chapters...after that, who knows? I hate to leave it at that, but the future isn't written. Take care, and be safe. Enjoy. Fup ****************************************************************************** FROM CHAPTER 45 David smiled at the teen beside him and ruffled his hair. "No sweat, and don't worry about Thanksgiving, okay?" Chad shot him an answering grin. "Oh, I'm not," he replied confidently. "Oh man," David groaned, then grinned. "Happy birthday, kiddo." Smiling, they slid into the car for their journey back into reality. LIFE GOES ON - DAVID AND CHAD #46 - Back to the Game David's vision blurred as he yawned widely, for the umpteenth time. He was only 30 minutes from school, no need to get into an accident now. He pulled off at the next exit and pulled into a convenience store. Another Pepsi in hand, he finished the drive, pulling into the student parking lot and shutting off the car. David got out, stretched and grabbed his overnight bag off the backseat, walking toward the dorm. He thought back over the weekend, grinning between yawns. He let himself into the dorm and walked back the hallway toward his room. Querulous, but muffled voices were coming from behind Mark and Vic's door. David guessed they were at it again. Unlocking his door, he was somewhat surprised to find the room empty. He shrugged, tossed his bag on his bunk and finished his drink. His mail was on his desk, nothing real important, so he tossed it in the trash can. The voices from next door rose in volume for a few seconds, then died. David heard the door to his neighbors' room slam and footsteps walk down the hall. A few minutes later, the key rattled in the lock and the door opened. David could tell Greg was uptight, real uptight. He didn't even notice David sitting on his bunk for a few minutes. "What's got your bowels in an uproar?" he asked, startling his roommate. "Oh, you're back," Greg stated in reply. "All in one piece, too." "Yeah, I can see that," came the terse response. "Well, I've got some studying to do. Think I'll go to the library." Greg gathered his textbooks and left the room. David shook his head, obviously his roomie had some issues. He began unpacking, no need to do laundry just yet. He had just tossed his bag into the closet when he heard a knock on his door. "Your roommate can be an asshole," were the first words out of Mark's mouth when he opened the door. "Uh, hi to you too," David laughed. "Yeah, hi," Mark snorted, sitting in David's desk chair. "Okay, so what's goin' on?" David asked, holding back a yawn. Mark sighed heavily. "Nothing much really, just that he's been asking some pretty dumb questions." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah, about you." "Oh well," David shrugged, "at least he's leaving someone else alone." "Been asking about Kelly, and stuff like that." "Well, he COULD ask me," David replied. "I think he's kinda scared of you," Mark grinned. "Awww, I'm just a pussycat," David laughed. "Yeah, with teeth and claws." "Well, if it's just that, I can handle Greg." Mark paused. "Well, not only about that." "Oh?" "Yeah, been askin' if we've ever seen ya with a girlfriend and stuff like that." "Uh huh. Well, you haven't, have ya?" Mark's face reddened slightly. "Well, no. But we have seen ya flirt and stuff." "So my roomie thinks I'm a homo, huh?" "Well, he didn't come right out and say it, but....," Mark trailed off. "What'd ya tell him?" "Told him he should be askin' you. It got a little hot a few minutes ago." "Oh, I though that was you and Vic arguing over the top bunk again," David grinned. Mark laughed. "Well, we've got that straightened out. So whatcha gonna do about Greg?" David yawned and shrugged. "I dunno. Right now, I'm too tired to think straight." "Party this weekend?" "Yeah, kinda, didn't get much sleep." "Well, Dave, you're gonna hafta do something about the roomie, ya know? I mean we know how ya are, but he obviously doesn't." "Yeah, well, I'll do something to eliminate the confusion." Mark chuckled. "Sounds like you're gonna do somethin' over the top." "Nah, but I'll handle it. Thanks, man, I appreciate it." "No sweat. Well, I'd better let you get your beauty sleep. Looks like you need about a week." David lunged after Mark, who was already heading through the door, laughing. "Remember, pay backs," David threatened to Mark's retreating back. Mark paused at his room door. "Yeah, yeah, ya big pussycat." Then he laughed and entered his room. David smiled and shut his door. He slipped off his shirt and reclined on his bunk, hands behind his head. So, Greg was asking questions. He'd have to solve that problem soon. Thinking of ways to do that, he slipped into sleep. He woke up a few hours later. The room was almost dark, lit only by Greg's desk lamp. David watched with slitted eyes as Greg took notes from the text book he was reading. Shifting slightly onto his side, he closed one eye completely, still watching his roommate through the other as he stopped writing and turned his head at David's motion. Greg was dressed in his typical pajama bottoms, torso bare in the warm room. David watched as Greg's eyes quickly scanned his body, then focused back on his task. David remained silent, feigning sleep, as he watched Greg work. Every few minutes, Greg's head would turn to look at him, then go back to his work. The next time Greg looked, David opened his eyes and asked tersely, "See something you like?" "Uh, what?" "You've been looking at me on and off for the last couple of minutes." "Oh, well, just seeing if you were awake." "Okay, whatever. So what was up with you earlier?" David asked, stretching. "Nothin'," Greg replied, turning back to his book. "That's not what I hear." Greg tensed slightly, but remained silent. "Heard you were askin' some questions." Greg was still quiet. "You know, roomie, you can ask me instead of other people," David finished. Greg turned slightly to face him. "Thought it might piss ya off." David rolled to sit on the edge of his bunk. "No, what pisses me off is that you asked Mark and Vic." "Umm, well..." "I understand you think I'm a homo." Greg jerked slightly. "Uh, no, not really. Just seems weird that you don't have a picture of your girlfriend, that's all." "Well, do you have one of yours?" "I don't have a girlfriend, right now." "And you don't keep pictures of old ones, right?" David snorted. "You really need to chill out, man." "I just....," Greg started, then trailed off. "Just what?" "Never mind," Greg mumbled, turning back to his textbook. "Whatever, Greg. But seriously, ask me next time okay? You kinda pissed off Mark and Vic, ya know?" "Yeah, I guess. Look I'm sorry, okay?" David chuckled. "Well, okay. Anything you want to know right now? If not, I'm gonna take a shower." "No, go ahead, you stink," Greg grinned. David shook his head and retrieved his toiletries from his closet. He paused behind Greg, briefly putting his hand on the sophomore's shoulder. "Look, Greg, sorry to be so uptight, but I didn't get any sleep last night." "Was she good?" Greg asked. "Better than anything you've had," David laughed, turning toward the door. "Later." David stood under the shower, letting the hot water wash over him. This one definitely wasn't as fun as the showers he and Chad had taken over the weekend. He grinned as 'Little David' responded to that thought. "She must have been good," came a voice from his right, startling him. "What the hell?" David answered angrily, turning to see Greg walking naked into the shower room. Greg stared openly at David's now semi-erect state. "Just saying that you must have had a real good weekend," Greg replied, nodding toward David's crotch. "Yeah, well, it's got a mind of its own," David replied shortly. "Guess so," his roomie chuckled, turning on and stepping under a neighboring shower head. Greg soaked his body, then said, "Look, Dave, sorry for earlier, man." Regaining his mental equilibrium, David grinned. "S'okay, no harm done." "Okay then, friends?" "Wellll, I dunno, Greg. You really offended me," David replied. Greg grinned and started soaping his wet body. David noticed that Greg's dick was firmer than usual, and turned the hot water back a bit. No sense in causing an awkward situation. David watched out of the corner of his eye as Greg soaped his crotch, stroking his shaft a few times. He turned the hot water back further as Greg's hands soaped his groin, causing his dick to lengthen even further. David shook his head, and finished rinsing off. Turning off the shower as Greg began to wash his hair, he walked to the changing area to dry off. "So, you had a good weekend?" Greg asked, his eyes closed. "Yeah, it was a blast," David answered. Greg rinsed his hair, then turned to face David. "You finished already?" David nodded and began drying his hair, ignoring Greg's soapy erection. "Yeah, I need some sleep sometime tonight." "Oh, okay," Greg replied, turning off his shower and walking toward David, his erection leading the way. He chuckled and looked down at himself. "Mind of its own." "Yeah, always at the wrong time, huh?" David said, pulling on his gym shorts. "Sometimes, yeah." Greg grabbed his towel and began drying off. "Well, meet ya back in the room," David stated, grabbing his bag and walking to the door. "Yeah, okay." Closing the room door behind him, David slipped into his bunk. What the heck was going on? Greg acted like, well, like he wanted to mess around with him. He clasped his hands behind his head, and yawned. No way that was going to happen. Then he grinned, his roommate was good looking, and if the situation was different, maybe they would sooner or later. David reached down and adjusted his hardening dick inside his shorts as the door opened. He rolled onto his side, facing the wall, as Greg entered the room. He listened as his roomie shuffled around the room for a few minutes, then the side of his bunk lowered as Greg sat on the edge. "Hey, Dave," Greg said softly. "Yeah?" David replied, tensing slightly as Greg's hand rested on his shoulder. "Sorry about earlier, really." "Uh, yeah, that's okay." Greg's hand stayed in place and gave a slight squeeze. "I'll know to ask you next time, really." "No problem, Greg," David replied as Greg finally removed his hand. David took the opportunity to roll onto his back, using the motion to pull his own hand out of his gym shorts. "So what's going on with you?" Greg shrugged in the dark room. "Nothing really." "Well, okay, are we square?" "Yeah, I guess," Greg replied, his hand once again on David's shoulder. So much for mental equilibrium, David thought then looked at Greg's face. "Umm, what are you doing?" he asked as Greg's hand began rubbing his shoulder, a pensive look on his face. "Oh shit, sorry," Greg replied, snatching his hand away from his shoulder. "S'okay, man, don't worry about it," David dismissed in a light tone. "I need to get some sleep too," Greg replied, standing up to climb into his bunk. David noticed the tent in Greg's pyjama bottoms as he stood. Boldly, David reached out and poked Greg's erection. "Mind of it's own?" "Uh yeah, well, you know," Greg stuttered, climbing into the upper bunk. "Yeah, shit happens," David chuckled, the balance now shifted into his favor. "You'd think you liked rubbing my shoulder or something." "Shut up, Dave," Greg groused, settling into his bunk. "Just don't rape me in my sleep," David laughed softly, pressing the advantage. "Fuck you, Dave." "Be the other way around, Greg," David replied. "Shut up, I need some sleep." "Oh yeah? Looked to me like you need something else." "Yeah, for you to shut up," Greg replied angrily. "Okay, okay, no need to get all uppity. Night man." "Yeah, night." David grinned as he rolled back onto his side and closed his eyes. He was just drifting off when he noticed a slight rhythmic motion to the bunk beds. He snickered to himself, and pushed his hand against the underside of Greg's bunk. "Don't make too much of a mess," he laughed. "Shut up." "Hey man, I told you if you wanted some privacy, just ask." "You're an asshole," came the reply from above him. "Been called that, yeah." David settled back under the covers. "Have fun," he snickered, closing his eyes. ****************************************************************************** Yeah, another short chapter. By now you all should be getting the idea of what's going on between David and Greg. So I'm going to shorten those chapters and focus on 'other things.' I don't know how many more chapters there are going to be, but not many. I really need to get some things done...lol Please feel free to contact me with any questions or feedback. Thanks! email: fupduckmd@yahoo.com Fup