Date: Sun, 05 May 2002 08:02:29 -0400
From: Chad P. <chadp1981@hotmail.com>
Subject: REVISION: Gay/College/Foot in the Door-3

I dressed quickly and left the room before Kevin was ready. I thought about
staying to talk with him but I suspected we could both use a little time and
space to sort out our feelings.

Sunday on campus is a desolate world. Like an episode from the Twilight
Zone, only a few people remain, but they scurry out of sight before you can
talk to them. Halfway through the Commons it started to rain, but rather
than running for the shelter of an open building I took refuge under the
spread of a familiar maple tree.

I often sat beneath this particular tree between classes and watched as
people walked past. It was there that I often found inspiration for those
overdue assignments, or would spend time ushering facts into my head for
later regurgitation during exams.

Although the canopy of this tree was quite large, the occasional persistent
drop of rain made its way through and found its mark on my head. At that
rate it would take hours before I would be totally drenched so the effect
was actually enjoyable and sobering.

I peered out around the campus and contemplated the events of the last
several hours. My fantasy had gained a firm hold on reality and its momentum
was fierce. The truth of the matter was far different than what I had
imagined. In the physical sense it was better than I could have dreamed.

Kevin's supple soles on my tongue, gently tasting each of his toes as I
licked and sucked them individually. The warmth of his penis as it filled my
mouth with its thick bounty of fluid. I could still perceive the sting of
his cum in my throat and the numbness on my lips from kissing his flesh so
intensely.

But in the foggy haze of fantasy there is seldom contemplation of the
emotional toll. I had not anticipated the contradictions and confusion, nor
was I at all prepared for my own feelings. Here I was almost nineteen and I
had just seduced my best friend and given my first blow-job, both hallmarks
of a new chapter in my life, to say the least.

The town where I was going to school was infinitely more tolerant than where
I was from in matters of sexuality. Within the confines of the campus there
was a large degree of acceptance. A flyer adorned a nearby light standard
advertising the next of many "Homo-Hops" at one of the local pubs.

Back home I was reasonably confidant that anyone actually admitting to even
knowing a gay person would be promptly lynched. The problem was, I knew I
couldn't stay at school forever, and there was no way I could return to my
roots with my newfound appetite for Kevin.

I don't know how long I stayed there immersed in my own thoughts but when
the rain finally started to subside it was almost dark. I took to my feet
and soon realized two facts; first of all, I was drenched and secondly, a
familiar form was approaching me from the distance.

Kevin always walked slightly faster than most and usually with his head
down. I used to kid him that he looked as though he had dropped a quarter
and was in a hurry to find it again. His habit always gave me the
opportunity to admire the full round cheeks of his ass in his tight corduroy
pants. As he approached I could see that he too was soaked to the skin, the
outline of his balls evenly divided by the seam of his pants. His erection
was unmistakable then.

"Come on, let's go somewhere warm" he said and gave me a friendly shove on
my shoulder.

We walked two miles to the closest coffee shop and got there just before
they closed. Today if I went back, I am sure that I would pass ten such
stores, all of them open around the clock. The clerk greeted us with a
mixture of amusement and contempt for arriving so late and in such a sopping
state. We took our coffees to go, and laughed the entire way back to the
dorm.

Nothing was discussed - it was as though nothing had happened out of the
ordinary during the past day. We were just two good friends who were making
the best of the miserable weather. When we got back to our room our floor
was still almost empty. The rain usually slowed people's return and I
suspected that many might arrive early the next day for classes instead. I
was first in the room and Kevin closed the door behind me. All at once I
felt the ill-ease returning, the silence of those first few moments back was
overwhelming.

"Ok Aaron, here's the deal" he spoke in his best used-car salesman voice. He
had a warm smile upon his face, which caused his cheeks to dimple slightly,
and then he continued.

"I don't know what I am, I don't know what you are either. Maybe you're gay
and I'm not. Maybe we both are or maybe it's just a phase for the two of
us!" He was pacing now and making no attempt to lower his voice. "...The
fact is I spent all day trying to decide how I was supposed to feel and how
much I should enjoy but to be honest I am no closer to making sense of it
all. Until it all comes clear I think we should just enjoy the ride. I'll
save the labels for when I'm old and wrinkled and maybe nobody wants to
touch me then anyway."

I told him how I had spent the entire day entertaining the same thoughts and
hadn't gotten any farther along than he had, when he interrupted. "You're at
least two steps ahead of me, but if your up for it, I'd like to catch up
some" he taunted.

I stood right in front of him then and we kissed each other once deeply on
the mouth. Our tongues touched briefly and we both laughed out loud, our
eyes wide open.

"Follow me" I said as I began unbuttoning his shirt.

We undressed each other and threw the wet clothes into a common pile in the
corner of the room, then moved over towards the opposite corner where my bed
was. Like our clothes we intermingled our bodies with each other's on top of
the blankets. We were free to explore each other with our eyes, our hands,
our lips and our desires. True to his word, about twenty minutes later,
Kevin made his way towards my feet. Though tentative at first he soon
developed a particular talent for tickling the underside of my foot with the
bristles from a day's growth of whiskers as he licked the spaces between my
toes. I had never had someone pleasure my feet before and the sensation was
immense. I began stroking my cock in unison with the movements of his
tongue.

Kevin took both of my feet in his hands and moved them up towards his face.
I was now lying flat on my back with my knees bent towards my chest. I was
still masturbating myself when I felt his cock against mine as his teeth bit
ever so slightly into my heels. I reached for his penis and found it was
already quite wet. It slipped from my hands and for a second he was rubbing
it firmly against my ass as he sucked both of my big toes hard inside his
pouting lips.

He came then, shooting his load mostly all over my penis and stomach with a
subtle amount running between the cheeks of my ass. Kevin wiped my feet
against his cock and transferred the last few drops to them. Feeling the
same stickiness against my feet and anus at the same time I began to cum as
well.

My first shot filled my navel but the rest were swallowed up as the head of
my cock parted Kevin's full lips and stayed just inside of his mouth. He
laid beside me then and I pulled a blanket up around us. We stayed that way
throughout the night, whispering as the radio played off in the distance of
someone else's room.