Date: Sun, 4 Jul 2004 18:42:57 -0500
From: Mark Reid <mreid14@cox.net>
Subject: The Adventures of Pete  Cordell, College Daze, Part 6

This is a story of gay men performing consensual sex acts with other gay
men. If you are underage or if these stories violate the law where you
live, then please don't read. Also, if such acts disgust or outrage you,
then again, please don't read. Note that in these stories, unsafe sex does
occur, but remember this was in the days before HIV had made it's way into
the South. Please know this: Every sexually active person, gay or straight,
should be tested regularly for HIV. Knowing your's and your partner's
status can save your life!

My thanks to C.J. and Glynn for their careful editing.

College Daze
Part 6

      The next morning I woke up rather early. Terry was still sleeping, so
I borrowed a towel and went to clean up. I noticed that the sign was off of
the door, so I went into our room. John was sitting there at his desk. He
looked like he hadn't slept all night.
     "Where were you last night?" He asked.
     "I saw the sign on the door, so I slept with Terry. Why? Did you miss
me?"
     "Did the two of you have sex?" he asked. I couldn't help it. I had to
get back at him.
     "Of course we did," I said maliciously. "He fucked me good and
long. Jealous?"
     He crumpled and starting crying uncontrollably. "Oh, God, what have I
done?" I thought. I couldn't stand it, and walked over and grabbed him,
holding him tight while he sobbed like a baby. When he finally got back
into control, I lifted him and put us on his bed. I lifted his head and
said, "John, you have to understand. When I got back last night and saw
that sign on the door, my world collapsed. I finally had to come to terms
with something that I already knew deep inside but couldn't face." Looking
into his eyes, I said, "John, I'm in love with you. I didn't mean for this
to happen, but you are my world, and when I saw the sign on the door, I
didn't know what to do. I felt totally lost." As I said this, tears started
streaming down my cheeks. "Terry was my comforter. He held me while I
cried, and I begged him to fuck me to make me stop thinking about you and
whoever was in the room with you for at least a little while." I looked up
and saw that he was crying as well.
     "Oh, God, baby," he cried. "I never wanted to hurt you. I feel the
same way. Pete, I love you with all of my heart, and it scares the hell out
me. The reason that I brought that girl back to my room last night was to
convince myself that I was still straight."
     "So who was she?" I asked.
     "Just some girl I met at the bar yesterday afternoon. I went out with
some friends from class for a drink, and she came up and started talking to
me. The next thing I knew, we were back here, and she was going down on
me. I have to admit, it wasn't bad, but not nearly as good as you or Terry
can do. I wound up fucking her and making her come, but I couldn't come
myself. She left a little while later, and I removed the sign from the
door. I prayed that you hadn't gotten home yet, and I waited and
waited. When you didn't come in, I knew that I had screwed up. Pete, I'm so
sorry! I never wanted to hurt you. I'm just scared to death of being gay. I
want children; I want to make my family proud of me! I don't know what to
do!" He started crying again. I held his head against my chest.
     "Sssh, baby, it'll be okay," I crooned. "I had a long talk with Terry
last night. He thinks that you might be bi-sexual. Is that true? Do you
enjoy sex with women?"
     "Yes," he replied. "But it's nowhere near as good as I feel when I'm
with you."
     "I think that love's got something to do with that," I said. "If you
meet a woman and fall in love with her, I bet that the sex would be just as
good."
     "But Pete, what would that do to you?" he asked. "I'm serious when I
say that I love you. Could you share me with someone else?"
     "John, I must be honest. I don't know," I said. "But what I do know is
that I want more than anything else for you to be happy. If you truly loved
someone else, I think that I could ultimately learn to deal with that. But
I won't know that for sure until it happens."
     He stared into my eyes. "Pete, there is a large part of me that hopes
that it never happens." He grinned. "It's a hell of a note, isn't it, that
it took something like this to get us to confess our love for each other."