Date: Sun, 5 Sep 1999 14:15:30 -0400
From: BBG <some1yuno@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lacrosse Lover Chapter 4 (M/M College)

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                                Lacrosse Lover by BostonBiGuy
(some1yuno@hotmail.com)


Chapter 4

Well it's been a long time since Chapter 3 came out so I hope you all will
find chapter 4 to have been worth waiting for.  There is a lot more to
come (pun only partially intended) in this story and I hope the delay
before chapter 5 won't be as long as the last one has been.  Now on with
the rest of the story.

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I finished up most of the assignment and then decided to head off-campus
to get a few things.  I caught one of the buses to carry me to a nearby
store.  As I walked through the crowded aisles I could hear some music
playing.  Generally I never pay much attention to the background music
they play on the stores.  It's usually not worth listening to.  But some
of the words from this song just stuck in my head.  Over the noise of the
store it was difficult to make out more than a few phrases, but I strained
to pick up as much as possible.

".I'll always be there to hold your hand.." The chatter of a group of
people I passed drowned out the next few lines, when I passed I could hear
".and the wind will whisper your name to me." again the sound faded.
"I'll be there when you are feeling down, to kiss away the tears from your
eyes.  I'll share with you all the happiness I've found, my reflection of
the love that's in your eyes."  This time I was standing in the same spot
and could pick up more of the song.  It was a classic love ballad, I'd
never heard it before and usually I paid very little attention to them but
for some reason this affected me like few other songs.   It was a simple
song, only a guitar for accompaniment but the lyrics were compelling.
Sometime when I returned to my dorm I'd have to check on the net and try
to look up the rest of the lyrics.

The song changed and my mind once again tuned out the background music,
but that song had made an impact on me.  I wandered through the store
trying to quickly gather the things I needed so that I could get back to
campus.  I pushed my cart up to the front of the store and got into a
checkout line.  Staring blankly in front of me while waiting for the line
to get moving.  This place was always busy on the weekends and the
checkout lines were the worst.

"Hey Charles! What's up man?"

I was startled by the yell and turned to look.  There was Rob and another
teammate Chris.  Chris had yelled.

"Not much, just had to get a few things."

"You come here on the bus?" Rob asked me.

"Yep."

"Cool.  If you want we're only picking up an emergency item, we'll be done
in just a minute if you want a ride back with us."

"OK, I'll probably still be here in line for at least the next 20 minutes
the way these lines move."

"Ok, we'll be back in a sec."

Rob and Chris walked off together towards the back of the store talking to
each other.  I had no idea what they were saying to each other, just kinda
wished I could have been in on it.  Of course I did enjoy the view of
those two departing.  Both had very nice asses and if I wasn't so obsessed
with Rob I'd have probably been panting over Chris as well.

Chris was very tall - at 6'4" taller than both Rob and myself.  He had a
very trim body, the muscles were sizable and firm, but his height gave him
an almost gangling look.  Like Rob he tended to wear pants that framed his
tight ass.  They quickly moved out of my viewing range though as the line
moved forward and I with it.

I was just writing out a check as they came back up to the front.  I
couldn't tell what they'd come for since they'd already bought it
elsewhere in the store and it was wrapped in a bag - though not a very
large bag.  I finished paying grabbed my receipt from the cashier and my
bags then walked up to meet them at the doors.

We walked out to Rob's car and he opened his door and slung his bag in
then unlocked the other doors for us.  Chris jumped into the passenger
side up front and I climbed into the backseat behind him.  Fortunately
Rob's car was a four-door so there was no climbing in and out behind the
front seat.

"I'm going to drop Chris off first, he's got to get off over near Alderman
then I'll run you by your dorm."

"Ok, thanks."

Chris and I had never really talked very much, outside of Rob I barely
knew anyone on the team and none of them would be considered good friends.
Rob on the other hand seemed to know everyone on the team.  I could have
gotten to know them better but I hadn't really tried.  I was surprised
that Chris even remembered my name.  We'd talked several times before, but
never had a real conversation - of course Rob could have said something to
him and that's when he spoke.  It was only a couple minute drive
travelling south on 29 to get back to UVA and from there it was only a
couple turns to get to Alderman, the main library - I wondered if some of
the things I'd heard about the basement being a cruising ground were true.
Chris hopped out of the car and grabbed his books he'd had in the front
seat.

"Come on up and sit in the front seat to keep me company, you don't need
to sit in the back."

I got out of the back and moved into the passenger seat, there were quite
a few ways I'd like to keep him company, but couldn't say anything about
that.  I looked down at the seat between us and could finally see through
the translucent plastic of the bag to identify what he'd purchased.  He
must have paid for them at the pharmacy.

I picked up the bag.  "So this is your emergency item you needed," I said
waving the box of condoms in the air.

"Hey you never know when you might need them, I'm hoping to score some at
the party tonight."

"Hmmm.extra sensitive condoms with ribs.  Well I can tell you're
definitely trying to get laid."

"That's the best kind.  Pleasure for me, pleasure for them." he mumbled
something else under his breath after that I couldn't really make it out
but I would almost swear it sounded like "no matter who is wearing the
condom."  No it couldn't have been, I'm just hearing things.  I put the
condoms back down.  A barrier of silence had fallen between us.  I didn't
know what to say and I don't think Rob did either.  We traveled the rest
of the way in silence; it wasn't until Rob pulled the car up outside the
dorm that he spoke again.

"Well I guess I'll meet you tonight we can walk to the party together."

"Ok, I'll see you tonight."

I went back up to my dorm room and put away the stuff I'd gotten.  There
wasn't much to fool with.  I sat down at the laptop on my desk and brought
up my browser directing it to a lyrics site.  Great, it figures the site
is down.  Whenever you want something on the net it's always down.  I
opened up my e-mail and decided to scan through it. Junk, junk, junk,
letter from mother - I wish she'd learn not to leave the Caps lock on all
the time - more junk, announcement from my chem professor - no lab this
week.

Nothing exciting there, maybe I should check out the Nifty Archives and
pulled up the recent documents.  Well there's been an update to TKE House
in the college section - I liked the story a lot, probably because one of
the characters reminds me of Rob.  Nothing recent from Comicality though,
wonder what's happened to him, there used to be a new story every few
weeks - maybe I'll drop by the site sometime later and see what's up.
There's nothing I really want to read at Nifty currently, maybe I need to
find some good hardcore porn videos.
Well which of these Vivos looks interesting.  I scrolled down through the
list of titles looking at the cover and trying to find one that looked
good.  My attention was caught by an absolutely gorgeous guy wearing only
a jock and a toothy smile.  He looked so much like Rob, and in situations
like I'd imagined him so many times before.  Well I knew I'd found the vid
I'd be watching.

I went over to my dresser and grabbed Rob's jock from the drawer.  I held
his jock up to my face and inhaled his scent as the characters in the
video lived out fantasies I'd had so many times before.  My cock became
rock-hard thinking about Rob and myself doing what they did in the video.
I gripped the shaft and slid my hand up and down my rod - pistoning my
fist in time with the sex on my monitor.  My cum shot all over me as I
came the only intelligible word to escape my mouth was my moaning Rob's
name.

The video clip came to an end and the browser redirected to a new page,
the entrance of the theater.  Too tired to get up I let Rob's jock drop to
the floor and dozed off.  Only to be awakened when Rob knocked on the door
then let himself in.  Damn it I was late again.

"Hey, oh.was I interrupting something?"  he said with a lewd grin on his
face.

"No, just a nap, I dozed off earlier."

"In the chair in front of the computer screen.oh I see.  That's twice
today something must have gotten to you."

If only he knew what had gotten to me.  He had gotten to me - so close and
yet so far.  At least I was for the most part comfortable around him.  If
it weren't for our friendship this would have been really embarrassing -
not that it wasn't already, but it could be worse.

"I was just checking my e-mail."

"Uh-huh and you shot all over yourself from your e-mail.  Must have been a
damn good e-mail."
Oh shit!  I forgot I hadn't cleaned off after I came and some of my cum
was still easily visible on my chest and stomach.  Well there's no sense
being bashful now.  I stood up and shut down my laptop and grabbed my
towel to go shower.

"I'll be back in a few minutes, just gotta shower.  Your clothes I
borrowed are on my bed."

"So my clothes aren't good enough for you.  Doesn't look like you wasted
any time getting them off after you got home.  Or do you just not wear
clothes that often?"

"A lot of times when I'm home I don't wear clothes, it's just more
comfortable in the buff.  Of course that does tend to bother some people
when I leave the door open."

As I passed by him he reached out to touch my chest.  "That's quite a
large load," as he scooped a bit of partially dried cum off me.  "Must
have been very exciting.  Probably thinking about me, I'm the only one
cute enough to get that kind of a lift out of anyone."  He laughed at his
comment, but I was stunned by how close his joke had been to reality.

I quickly regained my composure.  "Oh you know it was you baby." Then
shaking my head "Get over yourself, you're not the only person on the
planet with a pretty face.  I'll be back in a few minutes once your ego
has had time to shrink a bit."

I left quickly, it wasn't his ego that I wanted to shrink it was the
growing member in my pants that threatened to betray me.   I didn't know
if I could take much more of that kind of joking, it was just too close
for comfort.  I turned the cold water on full blast to get my hormones
under control again.  I really didn't need a shower except to wash the cum
off my body and to cool down my hardon to keep Rob from seeing it.  He'd
already seen it before and knew what I had been doing, but I was still
afraid he might find out about me.

I went back to my room to find him sitting there on my bed smirking a bit
waiting for me.  "Feeling better?"

"Much."

"Good now hurry up and get dressed so we're not late."

I grabbed some stuff out of my closet and quickly threw it on before he
had a chance to get me hard again.  He was laying on the bed in a position
I could only describe as seductive.  Of course his raw sexual energy that
permeated everything about him made almost anything he did seem sexual.

I couldn't decide which of my colognes to wear so I picked two I liked and
asked him.  "Which do you think I should wear?"

"If you went out like you are in your room that'd be nothing, but since
we're heading out to a party you should wear that one."

"OK, thanks."  I said splashing a bit of cologne on my neck.  I grabbed my
watch and put it on then picked up my keys.  "Come on cum-breath it's time
to go."

This time my little joke made him blush.  Well at least I managed to get
him just once, although it was a small triumph compared to the comments he
had gotten me with.  We headed out the door and I locked up my room.  We
were just leaving the front door when I said "Oh shit, we forgot your
clothes."

"Don't worry about it, there's no big rush on them.  I can always get them
some other time - assuming you don't stain them all with cum first."

He was definitely ok with me beating off and him knowing about it, but it
didn't seem like I'd hear the end of this for quite a while.  Actually I
wondered if I'd ever hear the end of it - he didn't realize how much this
joking was torturing me.  I liked the fact that we were close enough
friends to joke about this, but it was really just too much at times.
Well at least I had his friendship; in the long run that counts for a lot
more - maybe if I kept telling myself that I'd eventually believe it.

It was only a short walk to the party and I was looking forward to the
drinking.  I was in a mood to try to drown my sorrows a bit.  I would
probably regret it tomorrow but it might help take my mind off Rob for
tonight.  The party was pretty loud, but the alcohol flowed freely and I
helped myself to it.

Most of the night passed by in a blur of music, people and alcohol.  I
hardly paid much attention to anything until Chris came up to me at some
point during the night.  He'd been drinking, but not too heavily.

"Hey Charles.  Enjoying the party?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Look dude, I want to talk to you.  Do you mind if we head outside
somewhere quiet for a few minutes."

"Ok."

I wondered what was up.  Before today Chris had hardly spoken to me, maybe
he wanted to become better friends and all.  Regardless of his reasons I
went with him.  We walked outside to where there was a group of trees a
good distance away from the party and the crowd.

Chris said: "Man I gotta piss." With that comment he undid his zipper and
took his cock out right in front of me.  His dick was much larger than
mine, larger than Rob's as well.  As he pissed he began to get harder,
probably from the stimulation he was providing by sliding his fist around
it.

"Ahhh.damn that's much better."  Even as he'd finished pissing and had
shaken the last few drops from his dick he still didn't put it back up -
he just stood there stimulating his cock.  I wondered if he'd forgotten I
was there and reminded him of my presence.

"So what'd you want to talk to me about?"

He turned to face me waving his now fully erect cock.  "This is what I
wanted to talk to you about."

I began to get nervous.  "What do you mean?"

"Look dude, I know you've been looking.  You've been watching all of us
guys in the locker room so I know you're into guys.  I want you man."

"I don't know what you're talking about.  What do you mean you want me?" I
stammered out, although totally unconvincing.

He stepped up closer to me, so close to me I could feel his breath.  He
leaned in and kissed me hard pressing his body against mine.  His hand
grabbed mine and wrapped around his throbbing pole that felt like steel on
my palm.  For a minute I was completely overwhelmed by my desire to be
with someone, anyone.  I'd wanted Rob so badly - wanted some sex so badly
that it was easy to forget whom I was with.  I could forget everything but
the hard dick in my hand, the tongue in my mouth and the warm body pressed
against me.  It didn't last long though, my body responded instinctively
but once my brain caught up I broke the contact between us.

"What's wrong man?  I thought you were enjoying it."

"I am. I mean I was. I just don't know."  I couldn't think of what to say
my tongue was tied in knots and my stomach felt like I'd just been kicked.
My mind was whirling with confusion - why had I broken the kiss, why had I
broken the contact.  I didn't know what my reasons were, I couldn't think
clearly enough.  My body seemed to be telling me that no matter what
reason my mind had it wasn't good enough.

Chris had a look of disappointment on his face at my rejection.  Even his
cock had softened in his hand now. "Look dude, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to
offend you or anything, it's just." he sighed, he really didn't need to go
further that said just about everything.

"Chris it's not your fault.  You didn't do anything wrong.  It's just, I
really don't know what I want right now.  I don't know what to say or what
to do.  I think it might just be too fast for me to deal with at the
moment and right now we're both too drunk to be thinking straight." my
statement was evidenced by the lack of coherent though in my comments as I
rambled.

"No, it's ok, I understand."  He still didn't sound like he was ok, but I
think he was trying to make an effort.  "Look ok, I don't want to seem
like a jackass can we forget this happened?"

"Ok, sure no problem.  I'll see you Monday at practice."

"Uh, yeah ok." He started to walk off.

"Umm.Chris, you might want to put your dick back in and pull up your
zipper before heading back in."

"Yeah I guess so."  His shoulders remained slumped as he walked away.  Why
the hell had I just done that - a majorly cute guy comes onto me and I
turn him down.  What was wrong with me?  I'd just turned down a chance
with a cute guy and would end up with only my fantasies to sustain me.

After Chris had vanished back into the building I followed, though took my
time.  I had to stop and water the bushes before going back in.  I was at
the party for a while longer, mostly just getting hammered as the crowd
began to thin out.  Finally Rob caught up with me.

"Hey Charles, have you seen Chris around?  He was supposed to be driving
my car back tonight for me."

"No, I haven't seen him for a while."  It was true, shortly after that
confrontation Chris had vanished and I'd seen nothing of him since then.

"Damn."

"He'd been drinking when I saw him so I doubt he's capable of driving
wherever he is.  You had the keys right?"

"Yes got them right here."

"Well he couldn't have gotten too far on his own.  Of course that leaves
you with no way home."

"Yeah.  Damn and I'm ready to drop here in the floor.  You're too drunk to
drive me as well."

Even my drunken mind quickly came up with a plan to take advantage of the
situation.  "You can stay with me in the dorm if you want, the bed will be
a tight fit but it's better than nothing."

"Yeah, ok that sounds good to me."

We started to walk out the door together and head back to my dorm.
Shortly after we left the building it began to pour.  Within seconds we
were soaked.  "Do you want to head back and wait?"

"What's the point, we're already wet, we might as well keep going to my
dorm room, we can always dry off there."

"Ok."

We started walking along, not really hurrying, there was nothing we could
do by this point.  Suddenly Rob giggled for no reason that I could
discern.  I tried to ignore it but he persisted.

"What's funny?"

He reached over and pinched a nipple. "Does walking in the rain get you
excited or is it just me?"  Highlighting the fact that my nipples were
fully erect and easily visible through my clinging shirt.

"My nipples always get hard like this when I have a wet shirt on that rubs
against them."

"Well maybe you should take the shirt off, then you wouldn't have to worry
about it." Once again pinching my nipple.

"Why so you can keep pinching them?"

"Of course, they're my new toy for the night." Pinching my nipples again
as if he needed to emphasize the point.

Damn does he know what he's doing to me?  Each pinch of my nipple sent a
shiver along my spine straight to my cock that was filling with blood.

"Cut that out, my shirt is already making my nipples raw as it is."

"Well I told you to take the shirt off a block ago."

"We're here, let's get in out of the rain and out of these wet clothes."

We went into the building and I thought I was safe from Rob's pinching but
as soon as we entered an empty hallway, he pinched my nipple again.

Tired of the game I just went ahead and took my shirt off.  "Happy now?"

"Yes," promptly pinching my nipple again.

"Ok asshole will you stop pinching me long enough for me to unlock the
door."  I turned and got my key out of my pocket.  Rob reached around me
pinching both my nipples this time.

"Ok, I'm through for the night."

"Good my nipples couldn't take anymore."

Suddenly turning serious he said: "Thanks for letting me stay here
tonight."

"It's no problem like I said.  Ok, let's get these wet clothes off."  I
began to strip off my pants and Rob undid his shirt then undressed
completely throwing his wet clothes into the pile on the floor.  I reached
into my drawers and pulled out a pair of boxers to put on.

"I'm going to go throw these things in the dryer downstairs, you can get
boxers or whatever out of my drawers."

"Ok thanks."

I didn't really think much of the fact that I had just given him free
reign in boxer drawers until I got downstairs.  Which is when I realized
that the pair of his boxers I'd found were in that drawer, of course his
jock was lying on the floor, but that wasn't too distinctive.  His boxers
weren't like anything I had in my drawer - still there was no way for him
to know that.

I was relieved when I got upstairs to find him stretched out on my bed,
completely nude and sound asleep.  Well he hadn't been into my drawers at
least.  Of course I'd also be tempted by his naked body next to mine for
the entire night.  I went into the bathroom to piss and then returned to
sit up at the desk and stare at his naked body.  He looked so inviting
there, lying on his stomach with his firm ass and strong back exposed for
my viewing pleasure - though that may not have been his reason for
choosing that position.

I don't know how long I sat there just watching his beautiful body but at
some point I realized the clothes must be dry by now.  I went downstairs
to get our clothes from the dryer before preparing for bed.  Opening the
door I once again saw him lying there and sighed.  So close and yet so far
away - I felt like an ocean wave that kept rushing up onto the shore
trying to head further in land.  I kept getting close, but it was never
enough and I always seemed to fall back again.  I kept some melatonin for
those nights when I had trouble sleeping - I had a feeling tonight would
be one of those.

I took the melatonin then moved to climb into bed.  The position Rob was
in made it almost impossible as he took up most of the small twin bed.  I
hated to wake him, but I knew I wouldn't manage to sleep at all on the
floor.

"Rob, can you scoot over a bit so I can get in?"

"Ok sure."  He said very dreamily as though he'd barely heard me in his
sleep.  I wondered if he'd actually move given that he was asleep but he
scooted over on the bed and turned over onto his side to allow me to get
in.  I slid in behind him and closed my eyes trying to get some sleep as I
listened to the sound of his breathing.  I was finally starting to doze
when Rob shifted position again slightly, this time pressing his body
against mine.  He rolled until his back pressed against my chest and his
body fell into place against mine.  It was very comfortable with him lying
against me like that, his head lay on my shoulder and his body lined up
with mine perfectly.  Of course it was also highly arousing with his body
pressed up against mine - his perfect ass was pressed against my cock
which began to strain against the material of my boxers.  There are times
when heaven and hell are one in the same.

I let my arm drift across his chest, wrapping him in an embrace.  It was
almost possible to imagine that we were a couple lying there together in
the most intimate of circumstances.  Of course I knew that was all in my
mind - but it was that hope which had made me turn down Chris's offer.
Although much more of this torture and I probably would accept his offer.
I slid my other arm beneath Rob's body locking my arms in front of him.

I could smell the scent of him so close, I could feel his warm body
beneath me.  The whole thing just felt right.  I loved being so close to
him.  My mind began to drift off as the melatonin took effect.  Even my
hardon wasn't enough to keep me awake.  I drifted off to sleep with the
last sensations etched on my conscious mind coming from Rob's body against
me.

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Ok, this is it for Chapter 4, I hope everyone enjoyed it.  As always I
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