Date: Sat, 02 Mar 2024 22:32:54 +0000
From: silverhaireddad <silverhaireddad@protonmail.com>
Subject: College Story Part 5

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Danny and Billy were both brothers attending the same college when they met
Tom. Both visited Tom's place after playing pool at a local bar and had
initial male/male experiences.


As Tom showered, he couldn't forget the incredible show that Danny had just
provided! While his gift of a joint to Danny was genuine, Danny had felt
the need to provide some kind of compensation, and Tom couldn't complain
about what Danny chose to do! The sight of his almost-perfect body, his
hard cock and his cum squirting all over his stomach lodged itself in Tom's
cock as he showered, though he didn't get himself off again. The day was
still young!

Tom did wonder what had motivated Danny to do this. Was Danny fulfilling
some secret fantasy? Did the blowjob Tom had given him last week awaken
some part of Danny that he had been unaware of before? Even more appealing,
did it run in the family? Tom shivered at that thought. Those brothers were
oh so hot!

A fantastic start to the weekend! Billy interrupting Tom's chores and
getting his cock sucked, then Danny stopping by and masturbating in payment
for the joint he got! It didn't get much better than that!

It was getting toward evening, and Tom had to contemplate what was on the
agenda. It was too early to go out for the evening and he had finished his
chores, so he was kind of in that "in between" space. Right about then, his
phone rang. He answered, and it was his friend Andy. A couple of them
wanted to go to the movies, and were inviting Tom along. He thought it was
a good idea! They decided to meet at Andy's apartment in 30 minutes and to
go from there. They were going to see the science fiction movie that Billy
said Danny had gone to see last week! Tom rolled a couple of joints to take
with him and got ready to go over to Andy's.

The gang at Andy's was a fun crowd Tom had known for a long time. Each had
brought some pot in anticipation of "science fiction," so a good time was
guaranteed for all! They chatted and smoked and got totally wrecked before
heading out to the movie. And it was the perfect movie to be stoned at!
Half-funny and half-scary, their collective highs wrought a series of
laughs and gasps and overall appreciation. When it was finally over they
all went out for some burgers, sharing their reactions and approval. As
they wound back up at Andy's place.

They decided to reignite their high before the rest of the evening
started. Saturday night! The energy was palpable and as their group smoking
winded down and each was considering what was next, Tom thought silently
about just going back home and relaxing. He had gotten his chores done, and
both Billy AND Danny had been by during the day to stoke Tom's
horniness--what more was needed for a complete day? Paul, one of their buds
who had started grad school a semester early, leaned over to Tom and asked
if he could bum a ride home with him. Paul probably lived the farthest away
from campus, and didn't have a car. He usually rode the campus bus, but
tonight had ridden in with another friend from his complex before the
movie, but that friend had gone on their way. Tom liked Paul, and thought
Paul might have a crush on him as he was always fawning at Tom. But he took
it in stride. "Sure," said Tom in response. "I don't have anything else
going on and really think I might just go home and go to bed early anyway!
Let's go." They said their good-byes and headed out to Tom's car.

"Thanks for the ride," said Paul as they were on their way. "No problem,"
said Tom. "You helped me decide not to go out and party and probably regret
it in the morning!" He chuckled and Paul joined in. Not much more was said
as they drove out to Paul's complex. "Want to come in for a night cap?"
asked Paul when they got there. Tom was considering saying no, but thought,
`why not?' They walked up to Paul's apartment chattering about the movie.

Paul also lived alone during the summer, much like Tom. He had started grad
school a semester early, and his roommate wasn't due to arrive until the
Fall semester started. "Have a seat," Paul said. "Let me get my stash." Tom
sat on the couch waiting for Paul to come back. When he did come back after
a couple of minutes, Paul had changed out of the clothes he had been
wearing. He was shirtless and wearing a pair of sweatpants.  Neither one
said anything about the change of clothes, but focused on the joint Paul
was rolling. Paul torched the J, took a toke, and handed it over to Tom. As
he tasted it, Tom sensed some familiarity. "Mmmm," he said. "Where did you
get this?" "I got it from Matt about a week ago," replied Paul. (Matt was a
major supplier for our tight-knit circle of friends.) "Yeah, I think I got
some of this mix too. It's really good," said Tom, realizing it was the
weed that had sent both Danny and Billy off to cum-land on Tom's couch! As
they continued to puff, Tom became more assured it was the same stuff,
though he didn't betray Danny or Billy's confidence by saying anything to
Paul. Paul got up to put a record on the stereo, and as he walked back to
the couch, Tom noticed that when Paul changed, he had gone commando under
his sweatpants. He could see Paul's junk flopping around as he walked
back. Tom tucked that into his "interesting" column. As some rock music
blared from the speakers, Paul asked if Tom wanted to smoke another
J. "Sure," Tom said without hesitation. "Just some additional thanks for
driving me home." "Gee, Paul. You know I'd do that for you...but I'll smoke
the joint anyway!" They both laughed. "You want to do this round in the
bong?" asked Paul. "Oh, yeah. That would be something different," said Tom.

Paul got up again and went to get his bong, stopping in the kitchen to fill
it up with ice to smooth the smoke. As he came back into the room, Tom
could swear that Paul's junk was a little more noticeable. Maybe this was
"jerk off" weed! Tom chuckled to himself. Paul broke off a piece of bud and
put it in the bowl. He handed the bong to Tom, who lit it and took a deep
cool hit from the bong. It seemed to go really deep from being iced down
and was still quite flavorful. Paul followed. As he set the bong down after
his hit, the record ended, so Paul got up to change the music. As he turned
aroujd and came back to the couch, Tom was certain that Paul was
half-hard. His cock was visible in his sweats. "Looks like you might be
enjoying this weed," said Tom with a smile as he nodded towards Paul's
crotch. "Oh, I can't help myself," said Paul with a shrug. "Pot does that
to me anyway, but THIS pot affects me even more!" "Yep, no complaints,"
said Tom. Paul sat back on the couch and fixed another bowl for Tom. As he
handed him the bong, he said, "does this pot affect you that way, too?"
"Yeah, there's something really special about it," said Tom, handing the
bong back to Paul. Paul took another deep hit and sat the bong on the
coffee table. He leaned back on the couch and stretched out. His cock was
now clearly aroused in his sweatpants. Paul couldn't help but squeeze
it. Tom looked over his way as he did that. "Kida takes control over you,
doesn't it?" asked Tom, looking directly at Paul's squeezing hand. "Fuck
yeah," said Paul.

That acknowledgement seemed to be all Paul needed. He lifted his hips and
slid his sweatpants down all the way, revealing an impressive cock that was
fully hard. He and Tom had messed around before, but the pot was making
Paul especially horny. He grabbed himself and started stroking. "Yeah, show
me what you can do with that," cooed Tom, encouraging Paul to do what he
was doing. Paul let out a quiet moan as he jacked his hard cut cock. His
gaze was on his hand as it moved up and down his shaft. "Want me to play
with your balls while you do that?" asked Tom. "Yeahhhh," sighed Paul. Tom
reached over and began to caress Paul's flopping nuts as Paul continued to
stroke his cock. "Oh, man, that feels so good," said Paul as his pace
quickened. He seemed lost in his masturbation space. Paul's body started to
lightly shudder and he tensed up as he continued his ministrations. "Tom,"
he said plaintively," will you finish me off?" Tom didn't say anything, but
moved his hand upward from playing with Paul's balls to actively stroking
his throbbing cock. "Oh," Paul yelled out loudly in pleasure. "YES." No
sooner than he said that when his cum shot at least a foot into the air,
slamming back down on his stomach and chest as additional spurts squirted
as Tom continued to jerk him through his orgasm. When he was fully done,
all the tension in Paul's body relaxed. Tom's hand was still on Paul's now
softening cock, covered in his oozing cum. Paul picked up Tom's hand and
drew it closer to his face, then began licking his own cum off of Tom's
hand. In between slurps and licks, Paul said "thank you thank you thank
you, I needed that." Paul reached over and opened the drawer in the end
table, pulling out some tissue, which he handed to Tom, who dried off his
hand.

"You need it, too?" asked Paul, knowing how good it had felt to him. "Only
if you are willing," said Tom, suggesting that Paul owed him something for
what he had just done.  Paul reached over and unbuckled Tom's jeans, then
unbuttoned and unzipped him and started pulling the jeans down. Tom lifted
his hips and as the jeans were pulled down his briefs demonstrated how hard
he was. Paul also tugged at the briefs and pulled them down as
well. Without saying anything, Paul leaned over and took Tom into his
mouth, his eager ministrations causing Tom to moan as well as the warmth of
Paul's mouth covered Tom's cock. It only took a couple of minutes before
Paul took Tom to the very edge. He knew Tom was there and he forced Tom's
thick cock all the way down his throat just as Tom erupted. Paul missed
nothing, swallowing quickly as burst after burst of Tom's cum went down his
throat. When he finally came off of Tom's cock, it was quickly softening
and Tom was fully sated. "Well, thank YOU," Tom said softly. "I guess I
needed that as well."

Tom pulled up his briefs and jeans and put himself back together. "I think
it's time to call it a night," Tom said. "Thanks for the ride home," said
Paul. "Thanks for the high," said Tom. He walked out to his car and drove
home. In his mind, he thought about the possibility of Danny or Billy (or
both!) stopping by his place later on, but that didn't happen.

Tom was asleep minutes after he arrived home.