Date: Tue, 30 Aug 2005 07:43:23 +0000
From: Tom Hansen <etomhansen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Forever Brooks-Part 9 Gay Male

WARNING: This story contains recollections of sexual experiences from my
life, some explicit in nature. Names and other characteristics have been
changed to prevent the identification of individuals. Do not continue if
reading about sex between males is offensive to you or violates any laws in
effect where you live. Many of the stories concern events that occurred
prior to the HIV health crisis. Some of the sexual activities described
would not be safe if done today. You should always observe safe sex
precautions. If you continue to read any further, you are indicating that
you wish to, and that it is legal for you to do so. Copyright 2005 by Manny
(Emmanuel Thomas Hansen). All rights are reserved. No fee may be charged
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Forever


Forever Brooks - Part 9

by Emmanuel Thomas Hansen - (Manny)

From Part 8: "My only solace during this period was that I was not the
only one being singled out for this treatment. The other unfortunate was
this guy called Steve who had also accepted a bid along with me. His
nondescript appearance seemed to irritate Lloyd who really laid it into
him whenever he had the chance. In fact I was sure that Steve would not
be able to hack it much longer as he was really pilloried by Lloyd at the
slightest infraction.

So it was under this threat of this constant disapprobation that the two
of us waited for the day we would be initiated."

As the term progressed, the workload had increased dramatically. The
subject that needed a lot of working on was turning out to be math. High
school math was a cinch compared to what we had covered till now. Charlie
found it a breeze, but I knew that if I did not concentrate, I would soon
be in trouble. The class was a large one, about a hundred of us, and then
we were sectioned into tutorials of twenty students or so. In my tutorial
was Larry.

Larry was from the mid-west. I had seen him at the orientation camp, but
besides an occasional "hi!", I had not noticed him. Although he was in my
tutorial, I had not really spoken to him. One day, he sat next to me in
the lecture and I thought nothing of it then. However, we did have a
brief conversation as to what a bitch the portion was becoming. That
week, he came and sat next to me at all the classes and tutorials, and at
the end of the week I had some empathy for his plight in math. I knew
that he was in the football squad as I had seen him on the bench at some
of the games I had been to. His dad had wanted him to go to a college big
in football, but he had opted to come here.

He had a very distinct Slavic face. Dark hair, light hazel eyes flecked
with gold , and his most attractive feature, straight thick eyebrows that
slashed across his face. He was not what you would conventionally call
handsome, but with his tall lithe body, the package was extremely
attractive. When he started sitting with me at the cafeteria, and always
"happening" to be in the library at the same time I was, I knew that he
was definitely interested in me. For what, I was not sure.

He had pledged a different fraternity, and to put it mildly, our
fraternities historically were at war. There was really no reason for him
to make overtures of friendship when he could have mixed with the other
pledges of his own fraternity. However, in the absence of Brooks, I was
ready to accommodate any friendly face.

It was Friday and I was at the library checking out some books to study
over the weekend. I had a paper to submit and I would be closeted in my
dorm room typing out the sucker. As I was leaving, who should accost me
but Larry. He said he was glad the weekend had arrived as it had been a
rough week and he wanted to really party this weekend. However, he had
this paper to write and he would probably mess it up because he had not
really done any research on it. I felt a bit sorry for him and said that
I had taken the course the previous term, and I had some notes to which
he was welcome. He could come and get them anytime he wished as I would
be in the room all weekend.

At dinner, he was there as usual and asked me if he could come back with
me and collect the notes as he was at the other end of campus and did not
want to walk the distance twice. I had a leisurely dinner and walked back
to my room with him.

"Manny, where's Charlie?"

"Oh Charlie, he goes home for the weekends."

"You're alone then?"

"Yeah, what do you expect?"

"Nothing at the frat?"

"Nah! Nothing this week. How about you?"

"Same...hey, want to catch a flick tonight?"

"Flick? Nah, I thought I'd do some work on my paper."

"Oh c'mon, you've got the whole weekend. Maybe we could get a couple of
beers also."

I thought about it and contemplated his guileless face as he stared back
at me unblinkingly. He was really a nice guy, and he seemed to be
genuinely fond of my company.

Why not?

"Ok, let's go."

"Great!"

"How about the notes?"

"I'll get them when we get back."

We caught the bus to the downtown area, and would decide there instead of
getting a paper and figuring out where to go. I left the choice to him as
he was the one who had asked. There were quite a few good movies on and I
knew we could not go wrong.

"Do you want to see a porno movie?"

So much for intellectual pursuits.

"Uh...Ok, but where?"

"I know the place, come on."

The theater was a bit run down. It used to show mainstream films but had
fallen on hard times. It was dark inside and not many people appeared to
be watching. A couple was on the flickering screen and the guy was really
working the dame over. I sat through an hour and a half of several
contortions, and in spite of myself, I must say that I was aroused. Larry
was engrossed, and I did not have the heart to tell him that I wanted to
go as it was getting late.

He then suggested a bar. In for the penny, in for the pound. The bar was
crowded being Friday night. It was full of young guys and girls from the
local colleges. They were all obviously on the make. I bought a pitcher
of beer and found a corner booth that was unoccupied. I sat drinking my
beer, and for once, quite relaxed and enjoying myself.

"What did you think...?"

"It was Ok."

"Yeah, I've been there twice before...and I like this place."

I deftly steered the conversation away from porno movies and bars, to
Larry himself. He had been a wide receiver at school and had received a
number of football scholarships. He had decided on coming here against
his dad's wishes. His dad owned a large contracting firm and he would
most probably inherit it. He was the eldest of a brood of five, and he
enjoyed the privacy that college gave him. The more he talked, the more
exciting he got. The more I drank, the more I started liking the guy.

It was closing time--very late-and we headed back. We were lucky to get
one of the last buses back. Reaching the campus, Larry said that he would
collect the notes. At that moment in time I did not really care. Once in
the room, as I collated the notes, Larry settled down on Charlie's bed.

"Manny, do you have anything to drink?"

"Hell yes!" I thought of the bottle of Southern Comfort that I had kept
to take to the frat for the weekend. I went down and got four cans of
coke from the vending machine and made us the drinks. It was now very,
very late. I was lying on my bed ready to doze off with all the booze in
me when he asked:

"Manny, do you have a girl at home?"

"Yeah...kind of..." I lied.

"What do you mean kind of? It's either yes or no!"

He was getting garrulous now and I thought all our imbibing was having
its effect on him.

"Kind of means that I have friends who are girls, but no steady ok?"

He digested this and:

"Much fucking in your life?"

What!

"I guess so."

"My steady and I broke up over Christmas. She was a real bitch! Trying to
call the shots. Fucking girls! You give them time and they behave as
though they've already married you!"

Pearls of wisdom, cast before swine. I shifted uncomfortably as he was
getting close to personal. I did not know him that well, but I guessed
his tongue had been loosened by all the libations. He took a deep gulp of
his drink and continued:

"I sometimes think us guys should dump all the bitches! No hassles then!"

"Yeah!"

I looked at him then, and he was staring straight back at me. Someone was
going to have to make a move. I threw off my shroud of innocence. I threw
caution to the winds as I slipped off my bed and went to the other bed. I
stood at its head, looking down at Larry. He had not moved, but I could
see that he was waiting. I knelt down beside the bed and took his head in
my hands and kissed him squarely on the lips.

Nothing happened.

And then his hands encircled my back as he pulled me forward, opened his
mouth and swallowed my tongue. His mouth had a minty flavor as I flicked
all over his teeth and insides. His tongue jousted with mine as we stared
into each other's eyes.

"Stay the night," I whispered hoarsely and was relieved when he nodded
his acquiescence.

It was a dream. I shifted on to the bed as each kiss was responded to
with an equal passion. I slipped my hand between his legs and felt the
hard bulge there. I could feel my own cock harden as I worked my tongue
all over his face. I fumbled with his zipper and his hand helped me as I
slipped inside his briefs and grabbed his throbbing cock. It felt hot to
touch and was moist as his precum had started flowing. He undid his pants
and kicked them off, while my hands went up his sweater, past the light
down on his stomach and chest and started to gently knead his nipples. He
was naked from below the waist as I tried to get him out of his sweater.
He took it off, along with his shirt and vest, and lay completely naked
on the bed. His body was alabaster white with traces of black down all
the way to his thick bush from which his seven and a half inch cock
jutted out, pointing to the ceiling and throbbing in anticipation. I
could see the large mushroom head and feel the pulse in the vein as the
blood engorged his manhood.

I got off the bed, quickly shed my clothes, and then lay naked on the bed
alongside of him. I knew that he was excited by the way he grabbed and
held on to my cock and tried to jack it off. My balls were swollen with
cum as he grabbed them roughly and rubbed them all over. I reached below
his ass, parted his ass cheeks and tried to shove a finger up his
asshole. It was dry and rubbery. I grabbed his cock and moistened my
fingers with his precum as I went back to work on his asshole. He jumped
as my finger entered to the first digit, and he fell back with a hiss of
pleasure. I moved my tongue down his body to his black curly pubes, but
before taking the cock head in my mouth, swung my legs over his head and
straddled him. My cock was in his face as I slowly slid his cock in my
mouth. My finger churned his ass as I felt his tongue tentatively lick my
mushroom and then his mouth slowly engulfed my rod as I gently pushed
down with my hips. His mouth was now a vacuum as he sucked away and he
moved his hands onto my ass to penetrate my hole with his fingers. I
leveraged myself on my hands and toes, and slowly bobbed my head up and
down on his erect cock and pumped my cock into his hungry mouth..

His precum tasted delicious as it mingled with the after taste of the
Southern Comfort. I do not know how long we continued but he did not
object when I turned around and lay on him, face to face, kissing him
deeply. His eyes were closed now and he was sighing with desire each time
I raised my head to look at him and see how far I could proceed. I took
him by the shoulders and turned him over easily as he moved with me.
Before me lay his naked body. I could see his broad shoulders, pinched
waist, and ample ass joined below by his lean and muscled legs. His ass
was perfect, high set, beautifully sculpted globes, jutting out
impudently. I lay on top of him, my cock in the crack of his ass. We were
both breathing heavily now as I traced a line with my tongue from the
nape of his neck to the crack of his ass. My precum, spread on the small
of his back, tasted salty as I licked at it before tickling the top of
his crack. His sighing had increased as I got up and parted his legs as I
aimed my rampaging cock at the puckered hole nestled between the folds of
his ass.

I smeared some precum on my cock head before parting his ass cheeks and
thrusting forward with my cock as I lay on top of his back. For an
instant I was suspended in mid air, as I groaned while sinking into his
ass to the hilt of my cock. His ass was warm and tight. I looped my arms
around his chest and ground my hips into his ass. My assault would have
made Attilla the Hun proud. I took my cock out to the top of my cock head
and hammered it in to the joint of my balls. My balls were banging
against his ass cheeks as my body thumped his back. He raised his ass to
take more of my cock in as I obliged him by pumping harder and harder. My
balls were ready to explode as I clenched my ass to prevent the
inevitable. And then Christmas! I humped as fast as I could as I shot my
sperm into his ass. I was in a frenzy as I concentrated to extract the
maximum pleasure from the heaving body below me. I collapsed with a groan
and lay on his back as my breathing subsided and my cock retracted in his
ass sheath. He continued clenching it slowly as I lay on top of him
fulfilled and exultant.

Brooks!

Brooks' face flashed in front of me as my cock slipped out of Larry's
hole as I rolled off to one side.

My God! What had I done?

I swallowed hard and turned to Larry, shutting all thoughts of Brooks out
of my head. Larry was smiling at me as we lay face to face. He inched
forward and kissed me lightly.

"It's my turn now."

I was ready. He slowly kissed my back as his tongue moved down to the
crack of my ass. I could not restrain my hips as they swiveled around as
his tongue slid into my asshole. He nuzzled me there for ages until I
whimpered my submission. I was hot and ready to trot. I needed him to
penetrate me more than anything else at that time. His hands were below
my legs grabbing my cock and squeezing it gently. He knelt between my
legs and parted them with his knees. I felt the cock head at my puckered
hole as it probed gently and eased its way in. I had never been fucked
like this. Larry was a considerate fucker. It was the most caring fuck of
my life till date. He stroked me firmly and smoothly. There were no
urgent demands as he increased the tempo slowly toward his release. I
knew he was cumming only by his deep thrusting, no change in rhythm. I
helped him reach his climax by rotating my ass and clenching and
unclenching along the length of his cock. With a drawn out moan he
finally collapsed on me.

"I've always wanted to do this...ever since I first saw you."

We lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, indolent after our bout of
love-making. I knew I should let things be as they were, but I had to
ask:

"Have you done this before?"

"Yeah, with a couple of guys in high school. But I've fucked girls
also...How about you?"

"Me too."

I did not elaborate any further. We slept on Charlie's bed and it was
noon the next day before we awoke. Larry got dressed, collected the notes
and was ready to leave.

"I'll call you later today."

I nodded.

Just before he closed the door, he turned and said:

"Manny, you know something?...most guys would kill for you..."

I wanted him to stay, to say more, but the door closed. I dressed
quickly, set Charlie's bed straight, and looked for any tell-tale signs
of our nocturnal activities before I hit my books.

Larry was the first guy I had wanted to dominate. I liked it. There was
really no love from my side, only an unabiding affection. I was very
clear about that in my mind, but he was the only guy who took me for what
I was, adored me, and was unquestioning in my relationships with others.
I thought of him as my spare fuck.

Whenever we had the chance, and that was most weekends, Larry and I would
get together and fuck each other's brains out.

Brooks never knew.

To be continued...

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