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Chapter 5: The Emerald City

The rest of Monday went smoothly for Ben, Humanities, and an Econ lecture in the morning and Humanities again in the afternoon. No one made a comment about what he was wearing unlike Allan in the morning, though Ben did have a hard-on for most of the day knowing he was clad from head to toe in John’s clothes. He counted down the seconds as 2:50 PM finally struck on his Apple watch, packed up his stuff, and made his way back up to his room

Allan was again working on his paper as Ben entered. He didn’t disturb him and started cleaning up his own side of the room that he had left in disarray after trying to pack in a rush Friday afternoon. Organizing his books back into his desk he sat down and opened up his computer. John was right, what happened on the trip to Roy was all over the freshman group chats. Scanning them over none of the messages mentioned anything about him or John. Relieved, Ben caught himself up with what else he missed over the weekend.

Ben’s phone buzzed and he had to hold back his excitement when he saw it was John who was already waiting downstairs. He looked at his watch again, 3:28, Allan should be out of their hair soon and he probably wouldn’t think much of John since he already saw him this morning. Ben went down and greeted John at the door, he was wearing a light blue hoody, tan khaki pants, and carrying his backpack. “Hey, Johnny! Ben smiled. ”Allan is still up there but he’s probably getting ready to leave by now.”

“Johnny?” John laughed, “Only my mom calls me that.”

“Oh, sorry I didn’t mean to.” Ben paused as they went up the stairs.

“Nah it’s better than Johnathan, but you can call me whatever you want Benjamin.” John took Ben’s hand and walked up the stairs with him.

“I like Benji better if you’re going to call me something other than Ben, though I did like babe this morning too.” Ben smiled.

They reached Ben’s room just as Allan was closing up his computer and taking out his AirPods. “Oh hey Allan you know John, we were just going to start working on our field reports from this weekend.” Ben motioned for John to sit down at his desk.

“Oh, guess you guys took tons of pictures of the rocks right? I bet that guy getting drunk at the motel couldn’t have made it any more exciting. I just need to find my Epipen case. I'll be out of here in a minute.” Allan dug through a pile of clothes by his bed as Ben looked at John nervously.

“Oh, here it is, chewable tablets right?” Allan gave Ben and John a wave goodbye as Ben nodded in the affirmative.

As soon as Allan closed the door behind him John stood up and began to take in Ben’s room as Ben had taken in his last night. Allan’s side of the room was filled with gaming PC posters and anime characters while Ben had a blue, white, and green flag with a tree hanging over his bed with a lone LEGO Space Needle on his desk. Above his desk, Ben had pinned a couple of black and white pictures from around downtown Seattle and of his family.

“What’s that for?” John asked, pointing at the flag.

“It’s the Cascadia Flag, it stands for the Pacific Northwest” Ben replied. “That’s a Douglas Fir in the middle.”

“That’s kinda hipster, but cool, you’ve got a very unique aesthetic in here.” John commented.

John walked over to Ben’s closet, a lime green adidas Seattle Sounders soccer jersey with an MLS patch and the brand ‘Zulily’ on the chest hung at the front and piqued John’s interest. “I thought you said you only played tennis, you played soccer too?”

“Oh that, my dad got it for me before I left in case I felt homesick, he's a big soccer and Sounders fan, I haven’t worn it though, you want to try it on?” Ben started to take it off from the hangar.

“No that’s ok, but I bet you’ve never been to a REAL football game!” John joked.

“Oh, you really think that Johnny, huh? Do you think I was just a spoiled tennis brat? Would you bet a piece of that nice ass tonight if I prove you wrong?” Ben patted John’s butt in his khakis.

“Deal!” John crossed his arms.

Ben immediately took out his phone and scrolled back through his pictures. “Here ya go.” He showed John a picture of himself with his signature rosy cheeks in a Seattle Seahawks jersey taking a selfie at Lumen Field last season.

John instantly looked defeated. As much as he enjoyed giving Ben a blow job earlier in the shower, he never figured he would be bottoming for Ben as well tonight. He wasn’t sure if he was ready, he was still at the questioning his sexuality phase as Ben had pointed out and this weekend had gone by so fast. John sat back down in Ben’s chair and smacked his head hard with his hand “Aww crap…” he groaned.

Putting his phone away Ben rushed over to John. “I didn’t really mean it, we can take tonight however you want.” He kissed John on the forehead just like back at the gym and took his hand.

John sighed. “I haven’t told you yet but I grew up in a conservative Catholic family in the middle of Wisconsin. LGBT meant liberty, guns, beer, and Trump to us, and I was taught that a man should be with a woman and there are two genders and all that crap. I only met Allison working at Aldi when she started there this summer, so I didn’t even have a girlfriend all through high school.”

“My parents figured it was working out for me finally this year, getting into a top school like Mines and getting a girl. But I always knew deep down inside that maybe a girl wasn’t what I really wanted, especially after having a thing for Cam in the locker room and him fooling around with me. ”

“I had applied out of state to get out of that small-town mentality and escape the Midwest. Colorado seemed like the perfect place since I love the mountains and skiing too. My parents were upset to see their youngest son leave for 3 states away, but the trade-off for my dad was he got to go on the Coors tour when they dropped me off here, and at least for my mom, my older sister, and brother stayed pretty close to home.” John teared up slightly, feeling somewhat homesick.

“When my parents met Connor they almost wanted to drag me back home, but I told them I was gonna stick it out. Connor turned out to be the most gentle soul I ever met until I met you that is. He taught me his whole lingo: top, bottom, twink, twunk, bear, cub, otter, and all that. Even though I told him I was straight and wasn’t attracted to him at all, I felt like I was breaking out of a shell with some of the stuff he opened my eyes to. Then this weekend I lose Allison, you come into my life almost that same day. I guess things really did work out for me huh?” John tried to hold back his emotions.

“You probably grew up with all that stuff around you right? Being from Seattle and all.” John leaned back with one arm onto Ben’s desk waiting for him to say something.

Ben took a deep breath, John had just laid out everything on his chest and probably opened up to him even more than Connor, he turned around Allan’s chair and sat down.

“Well not exactly, I didn’t grow up Catholic, but my dad is definitely one of those one man, one woman, only two genders, type of guys and took us to church every Sunday. When I got into my teens he kept making comments about how I never had girls over like my older brother when he was my age. It almost felt like my brother grew up in a different generation from me too, he’s 11 years older and I was always trying to follow in his shoes for my dad. The one thing I did take from my dad was the love for the outdoors and he was pretty proud of me for making Eagle Scout like Nick.”

“Aside from Evan who was also in my scout troop and every school I went to, my closest friend that I met in freshman year of high school was Avery. Avery is trans, I was her biggest supporter and she was mine. It was around when I met Avery that I started questioning my sexuality too. Evan and I had fooled around together growing up, the usual discovering our bodies things at camp and sleepovers but he outgrew that.”

“You never mentioned Evan before, what is he like?” John interrupted.

Ben answered. “Oh, well he’s Chinese, big into rowing, he’s at the University of Washington on the team there now, he probably puts in as many hours at the gym as you. I’d find myself looking at his package in his rowing unisuit a lot of times when he posted stuff online with his team. The only one I ever talked to about that sort of stuff was Avery. We talked about the hot guys on the basketball and baseball teams and went through reading and watching Heartstopper together, but I only admitted to her that I was bisexual back then.”

“As far as having a girlfriend or boyfriend for that matter I was just like you. I didn’t have anyone really serious all through high school and I did staff this past summer at camp. The first week here though I did try out Grindr but it’s been a disappointment and didn’t lead to anything other than a couple of weirdos in messages and one guy who ghosted me.”

“So Saturday really was your first time then beyond getting a blow job and whatnot?” John asked.

“Pretty much, we were just a bunch of Freshman virgins.” Ben shrugged and took a more serious tone. “I haven’t told you, but I had this crush on you ever since that first class in August and I might have been a bit disappointed when I overheard you had a girlfriend. It took a lot of courage to take that seat and talk to you. I'd probably be cooped up with Allan and single here for the rest of the year if I didn’t. What I’m saying is, thanks for not biting off my head that morning, and again I wouldn’t let a juvenile bet ruin our friendship if you’re not ready to do that.”

John stood up from the desk feeling flustered. He pulled his hoodie off, taking the bottom of his t-shirt under with it, giving Ben a nice view of his happy trail and the bottom of his developing chest. John pulled the t-shirt back down, it was another school shirt, heather gray with an embroidered Champion logo on the sleeve and Colorado School of Mines with the school emblem on the front.

“No Benji, I totally needed that.” John walked over to Ben and put his arms on his shoulders while Ben looked up still seated. “Everyone just wanted to give me some time and space, Roy didn’t know what to say about some chick he never met. I felt that you were totally different when you touched my shoulder, at that moment I couldn’t explain it, but at the end of the day after being with you I knew what it was. Back in the room, I didn’t give a crap about Allison and only brought her up to see if you were single or not, and see how glad I am that you were.”

Ben nuzzled his head into John’s chest as he continued. “Maybe it’s just that voice in the back of my head from being raised Catholic that says once that happens I’m going to Hell for it, but fuck it, getting away from that mentality is exactly the reason why I chose to be out here. So, Benji, if it’s something you want then we can do it, I’d do anything for you.”

Staring at the bulge in John’s khakis, Ben undid John’s belt and unbuttoned his pants, forcing them down and making John step out of them. Ben grabbed the base of John’s dick and slipped the tip between his lips through the stretchy fabric of John’s Under Armour boxers. Unbuttoning the fly and peeling back the now-wet material with his saliva Ben slipped John’s cock deeper into his throat.

John slowly thrust into Ben wrapping his arms around his head, Ben clearly had a lot more practice with this than him as Ben swirled his tongue around the tip of John’s cock bobbing his head up and down. John moaned deeply as Ben skillfully took him in his mouth. He messed up Ben’s hair with one hand playfully. “Benji, you’re so fucking hot, I can’t believe anyone would stand you up.”

The motions started to get more rhythmic and faster until the back of Allan’s chair that Ben was sitting in knocked against the desk and caused a couple of Allan’s anime figures to fall over. Ben let go of John’s cock and glanced behind him to see what happened. “Whoops, I guess Goku can’t watch anymore.” he laughed. “Maybe I should change into something more comfortable and we can move to my side of the room too. You want to see the rest of my stuff while I’m at it?”

John was a bit frustrated that Ben had stopped so suddenly, but he was probably right about getting out of Allan’s space. He wanted to dress Ben up again for the second time today. “Of course I do, I brought your favorites back as well in my bag.” John replied, slipping his wet erect penis back into his boxers and grabbing the backpack that he had left against Ben’s desk.

“Oh, your blue shorts.” Ben said getting up “I threw them in the laundry hamper already, I’ll probably do a wash tomorrow and get them back to you then.”

John walked over to the collapsible bin Ben used for his dirty laundry to find the shorts, they were under the black adidas pants that Ben had worn on Saturday. He pulled them out and smelled the familiar scent of his own body odor, but there was a huge blotch of Ben’s dried cum all over the front.

“What happened here, couldn’t wait for me last night?” John asked. He held the mess to his face, Ben’s dried cum was a bit more sweet smelling than his own.

“Oh uhm that was Sunday morning before you woke up, I couldn’t help myself, I’m sorry.” Ben said blushing.

“That’s fine. I’ll let you wash ‘em,” John put the shorts back and stuffed them back under the pants. “Tomorrow after class maybe you can bring them back and wear your own for another gym sesh.”

“Already?” Ben replied, sounding a bit exasperated.

“Yeah, this didn’t all happen in one day.” John showed off his bicep. ”I thought you enjoyed my company there, I understand if you need to study or something though. If you stick with it one day you’ll look at yourself and not regret it. You stepped out of your comfort zone to finally talk to me and I bet you don’t regret that at all.” John pulled down his boxers and his hard cock slapped against his shirt as it was released.

“Oh no, I want to hang out with you there, but I’ll pay for the pass this time. I have a 2-and-a-half-hour lunch tomorrow so I’ll have all the shorts fresh and clean for you.” Ben watched and licked his lips as John stepped out of the boxers and grabbed the navy blue shorts from his bag and pulled them on, slipping his still semi-hard cock under the waistband.

John walked back to his bag and pulled out Ben’s size medium blue Under Armour shorts and put them in the hamper to be washed with the other ones. “So let’s see what else the tennis-playing boy scout has for me to dress him up in.”

“You really like picking out stuff for me, are you jealous of Connor or something?” Ben asked.

“Heck no, Allison couldn’t even drag me into rue 21 when we went to the mall. I guess part of it comes from having to wear my brother’s hand-me-downs. I was wearing his Bobcat’s athletic gear in middle school. We both played basketball and baseball, but I was the superior athlete. It was just nice seeing you in it as well.” John pulled at the collar of the polo Ben was wearing. “How about we christen that soccer jersey?” John started to unbutton the top of the polo shirt and lifted up at the bottom. Ben raised his arms as John pulled the shirt off him. Standing in the daylight John admired Ben’s smooth shirtless frame, he took the jersey from the hangar and handed it to Ben. Ben slipped it over his body, it was a bit big on him like John’s clothes.

“Look who’s a soccer boy now, seems almost like Seahawks colors too.” John looked at what else Ben had in his closet, Ben looked to be prepared for the endless rain of the Pacific Northwest, hanging with the now empty hangar were several North Face and Marmot jackets; A & F, Abercrombie, and adidas hoodies. Ben’s style was a bit more preppy than John’s, and he kept most of his sporty stuff tucked away.

Moving onto the dresser John opened the top drawer, Ben had a number of microfiber-type shirts like John, though most of his were North Face, adidas, and REI. The middle drawer was Ben’s prized collection of shorts and underwear. Ben was a bit more varied in his taste for boxer briefs, aside from a couple of UA pairs, there were Puma, New Balance, CK, AE, and a couple of brands John had never heard of like Andrew Christan and SAXX. John knew the blue UA shorts were Ben’s favorite but Ben had a couple of shiny adidas and UA basketball shorts and some older nylon adidas and Nike soccer shorts, he pulled out a pair of royal blue nylon adidas soccer shorts that had 3 white rings around each leg, a black drawstring, and a white cotton liner.

“Those were Nick’s when he played soccer ages ago, they still fit me, and they’re pretty comfy.” Ben pulled out a similar nylon Nike pair in the same color, with a black and white band around the bottom and a white cotton liner. “These ones I got at Goodwill a few years ago, they don’t make them out of nylon these days, the new ones are kinda disappointing if you know what I mean.”

John nodded. “I had a couple of ones like the shiny ones growing up but they were like store brand, didn’t know they used to make brand name ones like this, but these Under Armour ones now are pretty soft.”

Ben grasped and rubbed John’s dick through the nylon of the Nike shorts Ben was holding and the navy UA shorts John had on and John’s dick instantly sprang to life with the attention. “Fucckk, Benji you’re king of teasing me and wanting me to blow my load way too soon”. John groaned and stopped Ben’s hand and folded up the adidas shorts into the drawer with Ben following suit with the Nike shorts.

The bottom drawer was socks just like John’s dresser. Ben had a few pairs of Nike Elite socks in red, blue, and gray, but most of his socks were white and black adidas crew socks with a couple of dress socks thrown into the mix.

“You don’t have any school gear?” John asked.

“Not really just a hat, maybe we can go down to the bookstore one day and you can help me pick some more out, I liked that UA shirt you had earlier. I really should get something for my parents for Thanksgiving I guess too.” Ben pushed back in his sock drawer “So did you make your pick?”.

“Yeah, I think we’ll stick to your favorites for now.” John reached into his bag and handed Ben the black and yellow UA shorts he had worn earlier and started to pull down the pants and underwear Ben was wearing for him. “You have quite a nice selection here but you should consider wearing the stuff that shows off your body more. A Mines shirt like mine will be a nice start.” He felt Ben’s muscles through the loose soccer jersey as Ben stepped into the black shorts, Ben pulled them up and tied the drawstrings tight over his slim waistline.”

“Maybe I should get the pictures from the weekend off my camera, so we can say we at least started on the report, wanna take a couple of shots before I do?” Ben unzipped his camera from the bag.

“Sure thing, these pictures won’t leave your computer though, right?” John replied with some reluctance.

“Of course, I’ll probably only look at them when you’re not here, like at Thanksgiving and Christmas break.” Ben took out the camera and pointed at John to stand in front of the door.

“Oh Thanksgiving is coming up, I’m probably staying here on campus, flights back East into O’Hare or Wisconsin aren’t exactly cheap for a 4-day trip back home.” John stood in front of Ben’s door and put his hands in the pockets of his shorts.

Ben snapped a couple of pictures of John and told him his plans. “I'm going back to Seattle, my dad said it wasn’t necessary, but my mom insisted he book the tickets since it’s the first real Thanksgiving out of COVID and Nick got engaged over the summer.

“You’re lucky.” John said with a hint of jealousy. While John wanted to escape the Midwest this had been his longest time away from home and being out here without his car to go wherever he wanted didn’t help. John was glad Ben showed up into his life when he did and his mischievous streak to please Ben popped into his head. John pulled the waistband down of the navy blue shorts and popped his erect cock over the top.

Ben continued to take pictures with one hand and rubbed his own boner through the black shorts with the other. John lifted up his shirt partially to give Ben a better shot of his developing sculpted chest.

“Your turn yet?” John said impatiently as he stroked the base of his cock to keep it erect.

“Yep.” Ben handed him off the camera and took John’s position, he tucked the soccer jersey into the shorts since it was a bit long on him. As John figured out the camera Ben put his arms on his hips and posed for John as he took a couple of full body shots and took his erect uncut cock out of the shorts as John had done.

John handed Ben back the camera after a few closeups “Just make sure those don’t go into the report or we’re fucked.”

“They’re going in a separate folder as soon as we actually start.” Ben took out the SD Card and put it into his MacBook.

“So you want to continue with that blowjob or gonna make me bottom first? Socks will come off this time though.” John asked, getting up on Ben’s bed and peeling off his white no-show UA socks.

“I’ll help you out this time, the other night was pretty painful with just some spit.” Ben looked in the bottom of his closet for a full bottle of KY he hid amongst some shopping bags. He threw the bottle next to John on the bed and took off his own socks.

“You’re the one who just screams bottom energy.” John commented picking up the KY “But I’m still boned up about doing this for you. I might have a few tricks up my sleeve too.” John’s hard-on was evident through the soft fabric of his shorts as Ben sat down beside him.

“Where’d you learn to talk like that?” Ben laughed.

“Connor of course. Sometimes he would talk before bed about finding his dream guy, he is into beefier guys, not twinks like you, otters?”

“He would also watch and listen to these videos and podcasts on his iPad about being gay and tips for gay sex and stuff. I’d pretend to listen to my music, but I’d overhear what he was watching. One thing that I remember them talking about was being vers and the power bottom.” John reached over to Ben and started to feel around the tip of his dick through the soft nylon fabric.

“He’d really do all this in front of you even when you told him you’re straight?” Ben asked and moaned softly as John stroked his thumb slowly against Ben’s frenulum on the bottom of his dick in the shorts.

“Yeah, I’d talk to him about Allison and stuff, it was only natural for me to listen to him talk about his own sex life, little did he know it was sparking a lot more curiosity than intended.”

“Is he with anyone then?” Ben laid back on the bed as John continued to feel him through the shorts.

“He hooked up with this dude Dustin 3 or 4 times, but Dustin treated him like shit. I told Connor he deserved much better.” John got up onto the bed and reached inside Ben’s shorts cupping his balls

“Dustin? Oh, that fucker, I should probably delete Gr….” Ben moaned with delight as John started stoking him faster until John was on top of him French kissing him and swirling their tongues together.

Ben shifted to the top of the bed so he could lay his head on the pillow and John quickly took off his shirt and followed. John grabbed the tube of KY and squirted a liberal amount onto his hands and grabbed Ben’s uncut dick under the shorts, making a wet mess of the front of the black shorts and the bottom of Ben’s Sounders jersey. Ben laid back in bliss, the sight of his now shirtless dream stud touching him while they were both still wearing his favorite shorts was almost too much for him.

John wasn’t finished with the kisses, he got between Ben’s legs and laid on top of him, grinding their nylon-covered cocks together and kissing him again on the neck to the point Ben was starting to develop hickeys. Ben reached down and slipped his hand into the back of John’s shorts as a sign that he was ready. John got off Ben and took off his navy blue shorts, throwing them at the top of the bed, landing near Ben’s head and the pillow.

Looking at his now naked stud, Ben lifted his hips up off the bed and pulled the black shorts down, popping out his erect penis. John helped him, pulling one leg of the shorts off but leaving the rest dangling off Ben’s right ankle. Ben pulled his foreskin back as John crawled back over his legs to take a position to sit on it. His hand now smeared with KY, Ben held his dick straight up as John slipped him in between his crack. John grunted as he adjusted to the new feeling of the tip of Ben’s cock in his ass, his eyes rolled back into his head and John gritted his teeth as Ben slipped further up inside him.

Ben cupped his hands under John’s butt helping him bounce on top of him and thrust his hips upward as John went faster. John’s dick was also flailing away loosely over Ben’s jersey, marking a small squirt of pre-cum in a dark green patch in the fabric. “Benji, tell me you’re close, it’s really starting to hurt.” John grimaced as his clenched fists punched deeper into the bed to steady himself as his legs and ankles were near exhaustion.

Wrapping his hands around John’s hips, Ben forced himself upward deeper into John’s virgin hole. His hips continually thrust Ben’s stiff dick upward into John’s hole and the hard college mattress offered plenty of bounce back for Ben’s buck-naked bare ass. Ben couldn’t believe this now, 2 nights ago his virginity was being taken by John, and today he had John all to himself with his dick in him both ways.

“Unnnnh yes, Johnny, I’m gonna blow.” Ben felt his whole body tense up like never before, and his own hips spasmed upwards, firing the load that he had been saving all day for John into his ass. Feeling the warmness envelop him and his energy spent, John collapsed back onto Ben, his sweaty naked body making the jersey Ben was wearing even more of a wet mess. Both of them laid still to catch their breath and Ben could feel John’s chest rise and press into him.

After a few minutes Ben knew it was time to return the favor, he kicked off the shorts that were still wrapped around his ankle and nudged John to roll over. John rolled onto his side as Ben sat up and John took his place with his head on the pillow. Ben got between John’s legs and started to jerk him off again before slipping John’s fully erect cock between his warm lips.

Still drained of energy all John could do was continue his heavy breathing and place his hands atop Ben’s head in approval. Ben made quick and sloppy work of John’s cock, stimulating him with his tongue just like earlier and now running his free hand along John’s naked chest.

John closed his eyes letting Ben take him over the edge, he used what energy he had left to force Ben down deeper onto his cock to the point Ben started gagging as it hit the roof of his mouth. “Mppppphmmm” was all Ben could say as his mouth was filled. Ben increased his pace up and down until John felt one of his most intense orgasms ever, maybe even better than Saturday as his body went taut and bucked into Ben one last time crying out “Beeeeennji”. Ben couldn’t contain it and he gasped as he lifted off John making John unload most of his seed onto Ben’s face and all over the chest of the jersey. Now drenched in John’s cum and sweat as well as dried lube, Ben used the jersey to wipe the spunk from his face.

Smiling and somewhat recovered, John thought he got the best of Ben, while John had bottomed, the mess of Ben’s jersey told otherwise, maybe the whole top and bottom thing wasn’t as clear cut as he initially thought. John lifted up the jersey for Ben and pulled it off him, throwing it on the floor between the beds. Ben laid back down naked next to him and the two dreamed what the future would be like together in the limited time they had alone before Allan got back.