Date: Fri, 04 Nov 2005 19:53:37 -0600
From: Russell S. <res1961@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: I'm Not

I'm Not

Russell S.
res1961@sbcglobal.net


(M,M) Horny college boys; if you like that sort of thing keep
reading. Play safe.


       "Get your junk outta my face!" protested Rich, pushing his
buddy away. "I've got a class in twenty minutes."
       JD stood next to the bed naked, his dick half erect, smiling
despite his friend's rejection. Rich always had an excuse for not
wanting to mess around when he wasn't horny. He'd cum twice several
hours earlier, now his body and mind were taking a break.
       Tossing the sheet off, Rich rolled to the side of the bed and
stood up. He, too, was naked, but not the least bit hard. His
satisfied cock hung over shaved balls, the only part of him below the
waist that didn't have at least some hair on it. Sparse hair also
grew across his lean torso giving him a somewhat more mature look
than JD presented, but still obviously a young college aged male. In
contrast, JD shaved every follicle, not that he had much to begin
with, leaving only the neatly cut hair on his head. His smooth body
made him look a couple of years younger than his actual nineteen.
       "You weren't saying no last night," JD teased, still smiling
as he casually stroked his cock, feeling it grow to full length in his hand.
       Rich moved around the room picking up and pulling on his
clothes. He consciously kept his eyes averted from JD's body. He
wasn't in the mood for any further contact. JD knew that, but
continued his teasing.
       As Rich bent over to tie his shoes JD moved closer and waved
his cock near Rich's head, then added a quick slap of his hand to
Rich's denim covered ass.
       "God, stop it, JD," Rich hissed. "You're such a queer."
       JD withdrew, knowing it wasn't any use. When Rich wasn't horny
he could be almost hateful.
       Rich moved to the apartment door and opened it to leave.
Before it shut he heard JD's final comment of the morning.
       "I'll stop when you stop."


       They'd met a few months ago in the second semester of their
freshman year, both assigned to the same study group in a literature
class. Even though neither one considered themselves gay they'd
somehow gravitated toward each other, talking more often outside of
class. They had felt a growing tension, but not discussed it or acted
on it, unsure of new feelings. Two weeks turned into a month, then
two months. During a Friday night out to unwind, and with the help of
a few rounds of drinks bought by older students, innocent and
friendly touches led to body contact and longing looks, then finally
a quick, unsteady walk to JD's apartment. They were too drunk to have
sex, but not too drunk to pull off their clothes and fall on the bed,
kissing deeply as they fell asleep. The tension was broken, but the
questions began.
       Rich woke up first the next morning and left without a word.
JD found him later that day in the cafeteria. Rich looked nervous as
JD sat down across the table from him, but made no move to leave.
       "You ok?" asked JD.
       Rich answered bluntly, "Yeah."
       JD spoke softly and continued his interrogation. "It's ok, you
know. No big deal. Want to talk about it?"
       "No!" Rich said pointedly. In a softer tone he added, "I mean,
no, thanks.  Sorry, I'm not mad. It's not your fault."
       "It's not anyone's fault," agreed JD. "It just happened. Don't
worry about it."
       Rich wasn't convinced. "I can't help but think about it. I
never let it happen before."
       JD sat silently for a moment. "What do you mean you never 'let
it happen before'? Did another guy try?"
       Rich didn't answer, his face turning red. He felt the heat
rising up through his clothes, sweat beginning to form. He stared
down at his unfinished sandwich.
       Now JD felt embarrassed, too, for even asking. "Sorry, I
didn't know." Standing to leave, JD reassured once more, "It's ok."
       Rich spoke to him, but not until JD had walked away and was
out of earshot. It was meant more for himself than for JD, anyway.
"I'm not queer," he said to himself. "I'm not."


       Time went on, closer and closer to the end of the semester and
summer break. JD and Rich continued to see each other around campus,
and they talked, but not as much as before. When they did talk the
tension they'd felt before had grown. Rich was always anxious and it
was he who usually ended their conversations. JD was concerned, but
didn't want to risk making things worse by asking what was going on.
JD's attitude, in contrast, was much more relaxed.
       JD didn't want to go home for the summer leaving things
unfinished, so with two weeks left before break he asked Rich to come
by his apartment. He was a little surprised when Rich agreed without
asking what JD wanted.
       Rich knocked on the apartment door the next afternoon. Classes
for the day were over for the both of them. JD answered the door
wearing loose shorts and a t-shirt.
       "Hey, come in," greeted JD. Rich looked around as if he was
checking to see who might witness him enter the apartment, then
stepped inside. He appeared nervous once again.
       "How are things going?" JD asked.
       "Ok," was Rich's short reply.  He'd walked into the apartment,
turned a time or two as if he'd never been there before, then sat
down at the far end of the small sofa. JD took the chair at the other
end, facing Rich from about eight feet away.
       Silence settled in for a few moments before Rich asked, "What
did you want to see me about?"
       JD knew he may as well get on with it. "What's going on?" he
asked in a more serious tone.
       "What do you mean?"
       "I mean why are we like this? I think we're friends," JD
explained. "I don't want to go home for the summer and worry about
you. We were best buds for two months then something fucked it up."
       Rich laughed sarcastically. "You don't remember? What the
fuck!? It's all I think about and you don't fucking remember!"
       "You mean that kiss?"
       "FUCK YEAH!" Rich exclaimed a little too loud.
       All JD could think to say was, "So?"
       "I'm not queer!" demanded Rich.
       "I never said you were," JD offered.
       "But you think it, don't you?" Rich asked accusingly.
       "No, I don't. And if I did," JD explained to his friend, "I
wouldn't care. I still like you."
       Rich got quiet, shifting his position on the couch nervously.
       JD continued. "I don't give a fuck who's gay or straight. It's
sex. We don't always have good judgement or control about what turns
us on. Ok?"
       Rich looked up and into JD's face. "Are you gay? If you are I
want to know."
       "I think I'm bi," JD answered candidly. "Some guys turn me on.
And some girls. I do what feels good. You have a problem with that?"
       "So you kissed me that night because it felt good?"
       "I guess so. We were pretty drunk. But, yeah, it felt good. I
like the way guys kiss."
       Rich stood up, giving JD the impression he was going to leave,
but only stood there nervously tapping his foot. In response JD also
stood up. Rich stepped toward the door, but stopped next to JD.
       "It felt good?" Rich asked again.
       "Yeah."
       "I'm not queer," whispered Rich as he moved to press his mouth to JD's.


       With little warning Rich was forcefully kissing JD harder and
harder, driving his tongue deep into his friend's mouth. JD managed
to catch his breath and let the invasion continue. Rich had thrown
his arms around JD's shoulders and pulled the two of them together in
a crushing embrace. A slight humping motion in Rich's hips became
more pronounced as the kissing went on. JD didn't mind at first, but
finally thought Rich was losing control.
       "Stop..." JD tried to say between thrusts of Rich's tongue. He
eventually pulled away far enough to spit out the words. "Stop it!"
       Rich looked into JD's eyes with a mixture of fear and
exhilaration. Trying to compose himself he said, "I'm sorry. I
couldn't stand it any longer. I've wanted to do that again since the
first time. I'm sorry." He stepped once more toward the door, but JD
instantly closed the distance between them.
       "Stay. If you want to. Just take it easy."  This time JD began
the kiss, keeping it light and playful, slowly snaking his tongue
along Rich's lips and into his mouth.
       Rich's hands began an exploration of JD's body, first over the
material of his t-shirt, then under it. The smooth skin felt so warm
and alive under his finger tips. He let his hands wander upwards as
he followed JD's spine from the small of his back to his shoulder
blades, then back down, around to his tight stomach and up his chest.
Feeling the hard nubs of JD's nipples Rich stopped long enough to
stroke them. They grew harder under his fingers and JD gave out a low
moan of pleasure.
       JD separated them again, but not completely. Taking Rich by
the hand he instructed, "Come with me."
       Without a word Rich followed JD to the bed. A typical college
type room, clothes hung on a chair, lay in a small pile on the floor,
the bed was unmade. Continuing to grip Rich's hand JD reached with
the other and tossed the bedspread and top sheet to the foot of the
bed. He turned back to Rich.
       "Get naked."
       Rich started slow, but pulled at his clothes more quickly as
he watched JD. Wearing little, JD was in the raw ahead of Rich. Rich
paused a second or two as JD's hard cock caught his attention. Half a
minute later he joined JD totally naked and rock hard.
       JD stepped backward and sat on the bed, reaching for Rich at
the same time. JD lay back on the bed, his legs hanging off the side,
his cock hard and pointed toward his face. He pulled Rich down on top of him.
       For the first time in his life Rich felt the hard, hot pulsing
of another male's erection against him. He also felt his own rubbing
against JD's smooth abdomen. Instinctively he began a fucking motion
against JD's body.
       "Fuck, Rich. You are so horny. And so fucking hot," JD stated
just before pulling Rich into another kiss. Their tongues traded
places back and forth. Wet licking and sucking of each other's
mouths, lips, and tongues grew more intense. By now JD was as horny as Rich.
       JD pushed his hand between them and found Rich's cock. It was
slick with precum as Rich continued to grind. The added pressure of
JD's fingers made Rich whimper. JD began an upward movement of his
legs, eventually wrapping them around Rich's waist. He crossed his
ankles and pulled Rich against him tight enough to stop the humping motion.
       JD looked at Rich's face. His eyes were closed, his expression
making it appear his mind was far away. JD knew what needed to happen
and stated it as matter of fact. "You need to fuck me."
       Rich's eyes popped open and he looked down at JD. A light
coating of sweat made him shine under the small amount of sun coming
in through the blinds. Rich was sweaty, too, which excited him
further as he felt himself sliding against JD's chest and stomach.
       JD had managed to reach his nightstand and withdraw a bottle
of lube. Popping the cap, he squirted a generous glob into his other
hand and reached for both their cocks.
       The new sensation took Rich by surprise. "OH! SHIT! FUCK!"
       JD smiled and reached lower to smear some lube across his ass.
He wasn't any kind of bottom, but he wanted Rich to fuck him. The
idea was too hot to pass up.
       As JD wiggled beneath him Rich asked, "Is it safe?"
       "You a virgin?" JD asked in return.
       Bashfully, Rich nodded.
       "It's cool, my ass is virgin territory," JD affirmed. "Fuck me."
       Rich moved down JD's body far enough to slip his cock past
JD's balls and into the smooth impression of his awaiting hole. The
lube left no doubts it was slippery enough. Lining up to what felt
was the right place Rich began to nudge his cock against JD's ass.
That small amount of activity alone was driving Rich crazy with lust,
he couldn't imagine what it would feel like to be inside JD.
       Continuing his slow drive inward Rich pushed with more
determination and took clues from JD's facial expressions and sounds.
       "Mmm...oh, yeah," JD directed, "Right there."
       Suddenly, Rich felt a tight, warm, wetness swallow the head of
his cock. Simultaneously, JD moaned loudly.
       "Oh, fuck! You're in my ass!"
       Uncontrolled, Rich invaded further, feeling the body of his
friend take him in. He wanted to be careful, but couldn't help himself.
       "Jesus!" JD hissed, but made no attempt to stop Rich from going on.
       Within seconds Rich was up to his balls in JD's ass. He
trembled slightly, but managed to hold his position. JD felt
stretched to the breaking point, but couldn't get over how much he
wanted this to happen. His legs tightened again around Rich's waist,
holding him still for as long as he could. He felt every twitch and
pulse of Rich's cock, the soft, wiry scratching of pubic hair pushing
at his hole. JD adjusted somewhat and loosened his grip on Rich's waist.
       As soon as he could Rich began a slow paced grinding of his
hips. Not an in and out motion, more of side to side, engrossed in
the way JD's body felt under and around him. As before, when his body
couldn't wait any longer, he started to fuck. Short, slow strokes in
and out at first, which soon became longer and more intense.  Each
thrust drove air from JD's lungs, his vocal cadence keeping time to
Rich's movements.
       "Uhn...yeah...fuck...me...oh...god...fuck...yeah...mmm...uhn..."
       Rich was too young to hold back for very long and didn't even
try. His breathing was ragged, but he managed to let JD know it was
having the ultimate affect on him.
       "Oh god! Oh, god! OH, GOD! I'm gonna cum!" With a violent
thrust he speared his shooting cock deep into JD, causing his partner
to wince and moan yet again.
       Rich's cumming seemed to him to go on and on, much longer than
any time he'd ever jacked off. It was fantastically more intense,
almost painful. During his orgasmic spasms he'd raised up stiff-armed
above JD which gave JD all the room he needed to reach between them
and stroke his own slimy cock. As Rich's orgasm ended JD's began. The
hardness within him helped drive his load up the length of his cock,
the first volley flying well past his head. His chest and stomach
soon felt hot wads of cum as he kept stroking, not wanting to lose a
millisecond of all he was experiencing.  It had been a little rough
at first, but JD knew for sure he'd want to get fucked again, and maybe soon.
       Both boys felt exhausted, but warmly content. Rich stayed hard
for several more minutes, but finally pulled back enough to exit JD's
ass. JD lowered his legs back down over the side of the bed and
relaxed.  Rich's head was nestled face down against JD's shoulder.
       Several minutes passed before JD spoke again. "I need a shower."
       Rich began to move and untangled himself from JD. His cock was
inflated, but hanging about half hard. JD rolled himself up to a
sitting position, stretched his legs, and stood up. He felt lube and
cum slowly running down his leg so he gingerly made his way to the
bathroom and into the shower. He emerged a few minutes later, then
Rich took a turn. Neither of them said anything.
       When showered and dry Rich returned to the bedroom and
gathered his clothes, putting each item back on for his walk to the
dorm. JD stayed naked, he had no plans to go anywhere for a while.
Walking to the apartment door Rich opened it to leave, while JD stood
slightly to the side.  A mood change was already evident in Rich. He
confirmed how far his mood had swung with his last comment of the afternoon.
       "This doesn't make me queer."
       JD nodded and shut the door.


       During the next two weeks, before they'd be separated for the
summer, Rich returned to JD's apartment three times. They
experimented with cock sucking, which JD enjoyed immensely, but Rich
all but insisted he fuck JD. As with the first time, as soon as Rich
had cum and calmed down his attitude turned dark. JD wanted to say
something, but at the same time didn't want to cause any problems or
do anything that would put a stop to the sex. Plus, he knew in a
couple more days they'd be apart.
       With the last day of their freshman year at an end Rich
stopped at JD's long enough to say goodbye, then headed out of town.
Finishing some final packing, JD did the same.


       It was early September and school was back in session. The
second day JD saw Rich walking between the buildings of the apartment
complex, apparently looking for him. Within a few minutes they were
together in the unit JD would use for the school year. Rich didn't
waste any time.
       Grabbing roughly from behind, Rich wrapped his arms around
JD's chest. Pulling them tightly together he began a slow grind of
his cock against JD's jeans-covered butt. "I missed this," he said softly.
       JD felt his own cock begin to stir, but wasn't going to give
in so easy this time.
       "Didn't you get any ass all summer?" JD questioned.
       "Back home? Fuck, no. Everybody knows me."
       "Duh, I know you."
       Rich sighed. "But you're my college bud. And you're broken in."
       JD struggled to turn around in Rich's grasp. "I'm not just an
ass you can fuck when you feel like it," JD pointed out, frustration
creeping into the tone of his words.
       "I didn't mean it like that," Rich replied before JD cut him off.
       "And I don't know what's going on in your head, but you can
cut out the 'I'm not queer' routine," JD insisted.
       "But I'm not..."
       "I don't care what you are. But don't run to me when you're
horny, then deny anything happened. That's really fucked up."
       Rich let go and backed away, unsure of what to do or say.
       "Just admit you like to fuck guys," JD pushed. "Or at least
that you like fucking me. You don't have to call yourself queer or
gay. After all, it's not love; it's fucking."
       "I...I thought you liked it," Rich stammered.
       "I do like it. But I admit I like it."
       Rich was still hard, his cock tenting his jeans. He was horny,
but turned and went to the door. JD didn't try to stop him this time.
       "I guess I'll see you," Rich said weakly.
JD didn't reply as Rich left the apartment. After the door closed he
murmured his thoughts to himself. "He won't last a week."


       Five nights later JD heard a knock at the door. As expected,
he opened it to find Rich. He looked tired and anxious, but good
looking as ever. His cock had begun to swell and rise under the nylon
shorts he wore. Without being asked Rich stepped inside and closed
the door behind him.
       "Ok. I like fucking you. Please. I need to fuck you. Real bad."
       JD smiled. "It's a start," he said walking to the bedroom.
       They fucked twice during the night, the first time hard and
fast, animalistic. Rich was rough, but couldn't help it, and JD
understood. The second time, an hour later, was slow and determined,
made to last. By the time they both reached orgasm again it was going
on 1:00 am. JD convinced Rich it was too late to head back to the
dorm, so the two of them spent their first entire night together.  By
morning Rich was his old self.
       "Get your junk outta my face!" protested Rich, pushing his
buddy away. "I've got a class in twenty minutes."


THE END