Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 01:10:19 -0400
From: BBG <some1yuno@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lacrosse Lover Chapter 3

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Lacrosse Lover Chapter 3
 By Mark (BostonBiGuy) some1yuno@hotmail.com


I had hoped that time would give me the answers that I had been looking
for - two weeks had passed and I was no closer than before.  If anything I
was more confused than before.  Every day had come and gone as before -
swimming with Rob in the morning with the occasional horseplay, lacrosse
practice in the afternoon and the occasional meeting at other times.  We'd
even hung out in my dorm room once and I still didn't know.

He had come over after practice one afternoon to kill some time and we had
just hung out, talked and watched some TV.  I had imagined having his
presence all to myself in my room so many times - but nothing happened
other than both of us having a good time.  I did have a good time with
him; and he seemed to have a good time with me.

I couldn't stand not being able to have him - so much so that I considered
telling him; but fear of rejection kept me silent.  I couldn't stand not
having him around at all though; if I were to tell him and he rejected me
my life would become a hell.  Having to see him everyday for lacrosse
would become a torture - he'd also probably tell the whole team.  I would
likely have to leave the team another thing I couldn't do.  So I watched
and waited and hoped I'd finally get an answer.

I kept hoping that this would be the day I'd find out something.  Each
morning as I went to go swim with him I hoped that maybe today I'd finally
get a sign from him.  We had a good time - we talked, we swam, we horsed
around - but I still didn't know for certain.   We split apart and when we
met up again for lacrosse practice we were once again close companions -
but still nothing.

That Friday afternoon gave me something else - actually a couple of
things.  We were once again chatting in the locker room after practice and
he invited me to a party going on off campus.

"Hey you should come.  It's going to be a blast."

"I don't know, I'm only a freshman remember it's not as easy for me to get
off campus."

"That's ok.  I've got a car here, you can ride with me."

Well that certainly created some interesting possibilities.  Maybe this
was the sign I was waiting for, I would of course have to play this right
to find out.

"Okay, sounds cool to me."

"Well the party starts at about 10 so how about I pick you up at 9:20?"

"Ok I'll be ready."

We went about our business and got ready to leave.  He left before I did
and as I was packing up my stuff I noticed something lying on the floor.
Damn, he'd left his jock lying there.  I wondered if he was just really
careless or if he was doing this intentionally.  If I was lucky maybe I'd
finally get an answer tonight.

I immediately went back to my dorm and decided to make use of the jock I'd
found left behind.  I was excited to have a second source of stimulation
for my fantasies.  I had  to crouch and use my gym bag to hide my hardon
that sprang to life as soon as I found his jock.   I was through for the
day so I lay back on my bed and had a nice long jack off session; falling
asleep almost immediately after.

I'd not slept much the night before (like most college students) and was
tired from the lack of sleep so when I woke up it was 8:40 - which didn't
leave me a whole lot of time to get ready.  I grabbed some things to wear,
which I laid out on the bed.  I stuffed his jock into my drawer along with
his boxers then wrapped a towel around my waist and grabbed up my shower
materials.
I guess I spent too long in the shower because when I came back he was
sitting in my room.  I looked over at the clock and saw that he had gotten
here early - how typical, I was late, he was early.

He smiled, "Better hurry up or we're gonna be late."

"Yeah, yeah.  What're you doing here so early?"

"Like I said, I don't wanna be late.  Now hurry up."

I suddenly realized that I was somewhat nervous about being nude around
him.  It wasn't so much being nude - I'd been nude around him so many
times that was nothing significant - it was the private situation.  Just
because there was no one else around made it change - there was an
intimacy in being nude with someone in private quarters.

I had to try to convince myself that was nonsense and get dressed, but I
couldn't escape it.  However, I was somewhat comfortable about being with
him - after all I'd wanted him for so long.  I dressed somewhat hurriedly,
but I think I saw him watching out of the corner of my eye.  Well of
course he was watching, there was nothing else to watch, he's probably
ready to go.

I went to grab some socks from the dresser, but when I went to go pull the
door open I noticed that part of his jock had been caught outside the
drawer.  "Holy Shit! What if he saw that?"  I thought to myself, but acted
on the outside as if nothing was wrong, tucking his jock and boxers
snuggly in the drawer as I got out some socks.

If he had seen them he may have just thought that it was one of mine.  It
could very well have been.  I knew it wasn't, but there was no reason for
him to.  I sat down on the bed to put my shoes down pushing the sheets
aside which is when I realized that I had wiped the cum off myself on the
sheets earlier.  I hoped he hadn't seen, but I wasn't that fortunate.

"Looks like you got something on your sheets there, they're kinda wet."

I racked my brain trying to think of an explanation.  "Oh yeah, I spilled
something on it earlier - I set my water bottle down and it leaked."

"Uh huh, yeah; likely story."

"Oh shut up!"  By this time I'd gotten my shoes on.  "Come on let's get
going, you don't want to be late remember."

We went out the door, I locked it behind me then we went down to his car.
Riding along after a couple minutes of silence he said, "Hey if it's ok
why don't you just crash at my place, that way I don't have to come back
over to this end of campus."

Fuck! (Actually I hoped we would.)  He was inviting me back to his place.
I tried to keep the excitement out of my voice as I responded, "Ok that's
fine with me."  Damn, maybe this was it, I was so close.  Maybe tonight
finally the wait will be over.

"Great, that means I can get toasted and you can drive back."  He laughed
as he said that, flashing his brilliant smile.

"Yeah, all except for one thing, I don't know where your place is."

"I'll draw you a map when we get there so you don't have to wake me up."

We arrived at the party, and I asked him: "So where's that map you were
gonna give me?"  I was half joking, but also partially serious, I didn't
drink much so I didn't mind driving back.

"You know I was just joking, I don't expect you to have to stay sober
unless you want to."

"That's ok, I don't mind being the designated driver.  Just leave me the
keys and some info on how to get there and I'm fine with it."

"Ok, if you're sure about this, it's really no problem for me to drive
back."

"Yeah, it's fine, I'm used to it from high school."

"Well ok if you insist on being the designated driver I'll be the
designated drinker."

He got out a piece of paper to write out some directions, although I
pretty much knew my way around campus I didn't really know very much about
Charlottesville or the surrounding area, and I'd never been out to Ivy.
However, having gotten out there I was pretty certain I could get back to
campus, and now I had the location for his apartment so I could find it.
He was significantly closer to the party than my dorm was, so it did make
sense for me to stay with him, however, I hoped it was something more than
just logic driving his request.

We had a blast at the party, I had a couple drinks early on but then
stopped so I'd be in decent shape to drive back to his place.  We were
together for part of the party, but most of the time we were separate,
talking to different people.  Rob was drinking quite a bit, he decided to
take advantage of the fact that I was driving back, I didn't really blame
him though.

I watched him frequently during the party, seeing who he was talking to.
He never did seem to spend much time trying to "impress" the women - not
that he'd have had much trouble "impressing" any of them.  I hoped that
this was a sign that he wasn't interested in women, although it could mean
many things - maybe he didn't want a girlfriend at the moment, maybe he
just didn't see anyone he was interested in.  There were too many
possibilities, just because he wasn't trying to score with the ladies it
didn't mean that he was interested in guys.  Even if he was interested in
guys there was no guarantee that he was interested in me.

About 1:30 we finally decided to call it a night and return to his place.
Rob kinda staggered out of the party to the car.  While he was standing
still he didn't really reveal his inebriation, but in motion you could see
that the alcohol had an affect on him.   He climbed into the passenger
side and leaned the seat back a bit.

"Can you get us there ok?"

"Yes, it's no problem."

"Ok."  He leaned the seat back a bit further and closed his eyes to sleep.
I drove us back towards his place.  When we arrived I had to shake Rob to
wake him up.

"Which key opens your apartment?"

Rob was still disoriented - both from the alcohol and being woken up - so
it took him a while to decide which was the correct key.  When I finally
had the right key we climbed out of the car, Rob wobbling slightly.
Unfortunately to get to Rob's apartment we had to go up some steps -
actually it wasn't really unfortunate; I had to put my arm around him to
support him.

We reached his door and I unlocked the door and let us in.  I continued to
provide some additional support for Rob - he didn't seem to mind it, and I
know I enjoyed having my arm wrapped around him and his body pressed
against mine.

"Turn here, down this hallway.  My room is the second door on the left."

"Ok."  His warm body draped against mine was a wonderful feeling, and now
we were heading back to his room.   My heart was beating rapidly with
excitement - maybe this was it, this could be the moment I've been waiting
for.  I opened the door to his room and helped him over to his bed.  I let
go of him and he immediately fell over onto the bed.  His hands started
moving to undo the buttons of his shirt.

"Hey where's the bathroom at?"

"It was the first door on the left."

I went down the hall and headed to the bathroom leaving him to undress.  I
wasn't quite sure what he expected tonight.  He'd given me no invitation
and no indication at all - not even for just sleeping arrangements.  I
drained my bladder and when I stepped out into the hallway I could hear
him snoring lightly.  I walked back to his room to take a look.

He was still lying there right where he had been.  He'd only been able to
undo 3 of the buttons on his shirt.  I decided to wake him up so he could
get undressed.

"Rob wake up."  He didn't respond to voice so I tapped him lightly calling
him again.  Still no response so I shook him lightly.

"Huh, what?"

"Hey wake up, you gonna get undressed and into bed?"

"Yeah, ok."  I wasn't quite sure that he was going to get up but he
started to undo his buttons again.

"Ok, I'll just be heading back out to the couch."  I wanted to make sure
he could find me if he needed help.

"Why?  You can stay in here if you want."

This could be the invitation I was looking for.  I started to remove my
polo shirt, and then the T-shirt under it.  When I pulled it over my head
I saw Rob getting ready to stand up.  As soon as he was on his feet he
fell back over.  He lay there on the bed stunned for a minute.

"Hey Charles, you think you can help me out?"

I'd love to help him out - in more ways than one.  "Sure ok."  He'd undone
his belt and was sitting up again to try to stand.  When I reached his
side of the bed he stood up, and almost immediately fell again, but I
caught and steadied him.

"Hey can you help me get into the bathroom, I have to piss."  Damn, maybe
I'd be able to get a good view.  I'd seen him naked many times, but at
such close proximity, and in such intimate quarters - it was something
entirely different.  Of course the fact that being so close to him had me
incredibly aroused - touching his smooth skin, his arm wrapped around my
naked torso and my arm wrapped around his waist to support him.

I led him into the bathroom, supporting him for a little while longer
until he could get his balance.  When he could stand on his own, I moved
to slightly outside the bathroom door - close enough for me to watch, but
not close enough to cause suspicion.

His hands began fumbling with the buttons on his jeans, "Damn, I knew I
should have worn regular jeans, I can't get all these buttons undone."
He'd worn a pair of button-fly jeans, which looked very good on him, but
in his drunken state I would imagine it was difficult to get them open.
He sighed, "Could you help me get these buttons?  I can't seem to get a
good grip on them."

This was just too good to be true.  I didn't want to seem too excited
about it though so I hesitated for a second then replied, "Ok."

I went in and found him bracing himself up against the sink trying to hold
himself up.  I hoped that he was too drunk to notice my hardon - or at
least too drunk to care.  I took my time undoing the buttons, I didn't
know if I'd get the chance to do this again.   When I finally had the
buttons undone, I went to push them down off his legs, he had to brace
himself by holding onto my back in order to lift his legs to get them off.

"Thanks, man that's so embarrassing.  I can't believe I had to have help
getting out of those jeans."


"It's ok.  I understand, it's kinda hard to take your jeans off when the
buttons keep moving."

I stepped back so he could go ahead and piss and he turned back to face
the toilet.  As he turned he started to tilt backwards and lose his
balance - once again I reached forward to catch him.

"Whoa, thanks man.  Jeez don't know what I'd do without you tonight."  I
helped him to get back onto his feet, but he stumbled slightly his hand
reaching out to grab onto me to keep from falling.  Him grabbing onto me
wasn't unexpected, him grabbing onto my crotch was.  My cock jumped as his
hand grabbed onto me.  I'm sure it was just a drunken stumble, but damn,
that felt good.  I wondered if he had felt my hardon, but if he had, he
didn't mention anything.

I set my hand on his shoulder to help steady him while he pissed.  I did
get a good view of him as well, closer than I thought I would.  I then
helped him back into the bedroom.  He sat down on his didn't lay down
right away.  He placed one arm on my shoulder to keep his balance, then
took his boxers off with the other.  He stood back up and saw me looking
at him.

"You don't mind if I sleep naked do you?"

My tongue felt like it was glued in place, I couldn't really think, much
less speak.  I finally found my voice, "No, that's fine."

He looked at my face, looking me right in the eye.  "Are you sure, I can
wear boxers if it bothers you.  I'm just used to sleeping nude, if it
bothers you, it's no problem."

"No, it's fine.  That's ok with me."

He lay down on the bed and shut his eyes.  He didn't even bother to pull
the sheets up over him.  I began to undo my pants and slide them off.  My
hardon was clearly visible through my boxers, not that Rob would notice
since he was now sound asleep.  I was horny and frustrated.  Tonight he'd
given me so many mixed signals.  At least they were mixed at the time,
looking back it seemed that they weren't really mixed at all.  He was a
friend, a good friend - and he was drunk.  My imagination had been working
overtime tonight creating suggestive behavior on his part out of nothing.

He was laying there not a couple feet from me, sprawled completely nude on
his bed - and sound asleep.  Damn, how could I get my hopes up; how could
I not though.  He stirred in his sleep - rolling over onto his side, his
body closer to mine.  Inside my boxers my hardon craved release.  I tried
ignoring it, but it didn't work.  I was too aroused by the naked form next
to me.  Rob rolled a bit more - this time his arm touching my stomach.
My cock jumped as his skin came into contact with me.

My hand reached out of it's own accord and lightly stroked the skin of his
arm.  My cock had begun to drip inside my boxers and there was now a
significant wet stain.   I ran my fingers up his arm following the lines
of his body.  Sliding my finger along his chest and through his rippled
abs down to his stomach.  Gingerly sliding my hand lower to lightly touch
his cock.   My eyes watched my hand as though it were a different part of
me.

Somewhere in my mind was the terror that he might wake up and reject me.
But at the moment my mind wasn't in control of my body.  My pulse pounded
in my ears, as my cock throbbed with anticipation.  I gently caressed his
cock, he had a quick intake of air as his body responded to my touch.  I
knew I couldn't continue this without waking him - it was only the alcohol
that had kept him asleep throughout this.

I slid away from him and headed towards the bathroom.  Maybe if I got some
release I could stand being near him.  My earlier actions had caused his
cock to become partially erect - lying there next to him it proved too
much of a temptation for my to withstand.  Shutting the bathroom door
behind me I put the lid down on the toilet, slid my boxers off.  My cock
was throbbing for attention as I reached out to stroke it.

It didn't take me long to cum.  I was so excited and aroused by all the
contact I'd had with Rob.  I imagined I was still lying there in bed with
him.  In my mind I reached to grab hold of his semi-hard cock, stroking it
to it's full length.  I slid my hand up and down his man meat until his
moans told me that he was awake.  He leaned in to kiss me, slowly gently
at first; then pressing with ever more passion as his tongue slid into my
mouth.  His hand slid down to rub my dick, sliding his fingers over the
head and spreading my precum around the corona.

I moaned lightly.  I imagined moving down to suck at his nipples.  He had
such a great looking chest and his nipples had been a constant temptation
for me every time I saw him shirtless.  It only took a few more quick
jerks of my cock before I shot my jism all over.  I used my boxers to wipe
the cum off.  I didn't know where the washcloths were so I had to use the
only thing available to me.  I did taste some of it first - wishing that
it was his instead of mine.

I had come so close tonight - but the only thing I had gotten from it were
a few more things to fill my thoughts in my jackoff sessions.  I pulled my
damp boxers back on and returned to the room.  I considered sleeping
naked, after all he was, but I knew I couldn't handle that.  As I went to
get into bed, I noticed that he had moved once again.

He was now stretched out so that I couldn't get into bed without being in
contact with him.  It's not that I wouldn't enjoy being in contact with
him - I'd likely enjoy it too much.  Instead of going limp his cock had
apparently continued getting hard.  There was just no way I could lay in
that bed without coming into contact with his cock.  I knew I wouldn't be
able to control myself - really I didn't want to control myself, but I had
to.  Out of fear of losing his friendship I decided to go into the living
room and crash on the couch.

I pulled his door shut behind me and went to lay down on the couch.  When
I awoke one of his roommates was in the room having coffee.

"Hi, I see you're awake.  There's some coffee in the kitchen if you want
some."

"Ok, maybe in a few minutes, I need to make a bathroom run first."

"Down the hall and first door to the left."

After exiting the bathroom I stepped into Rob's room to find him still
sound asleep and still laying nude on the bed - although his hardon had
shrunken down it looked half ready to raise again when he woke up.  I
picked my pants up off the floor - not bothering with a shirt since his
roommate was similarly attired - put them on then returned to the living
room.

When I returned his roommate greeted me extending his hand, "Hi I'm Matt."

"I'm Charles, nice to meet you," shaking his hand.

"Oh so you're the one who was going out with Rob to the party."

"Yes."

"I was surprised to find you in here sleeping on the couch, hope I didn't
wake you."

"No you didn't it was the call of nature."

"Ok, just glad I didn't wake you.  Rob had said you might be staying here,
but most of the time people stay in the room with him, that way I don't
have to worry about waking them.  I have to get up pretty early in the
morning for work - well it's early for those who were drinking all night."

"I think I'm going to head back to my dorm, I need to get a shower."

"If you want you can take a shower here, the bathroom is probably a lot
cleaner than what you usually find in the dorms, especially the freshmen
dorms."

"Ok, I think I might."

"Besides Rob will be upset if you leave without speaking to him; I think
he wanted to talk to you about another party that's going on tonight.  He
probably won't be up for another hour or so.  I have to head to work, but
I can show you where all the towels and everything are in the bathroom
first.  Just make yourself comfortable, and I'll leave the coffee warming
for after your shower."

"Ok, thanks."

Matt gave me a quick tour around the place, stopping off in his room to
grab a shirt.  "I've got to head to work now, it was nice meeting you
Charles.  Jeff our other roommate is staying with his fiancee and probably
won't be in this weekend."

"Thanks Matt."

I went off to have a shower, even though I didn't really have anything
else to wear.  I shut the door but didn't lock it, after all this was
their place.  I stepped into the shower and began to wash myself off.  The
shower stall was somewhat opaque - you could see through it, but the view
was obscured.  As I relaxed into the water there came a knock at the door
and Rob stepped in.

"Ok if I come in."

"Yeah."

"Good, cause I've really got to piss."

I was surprised to find him awake after seeing him sound asleep just a
little while earlier and with Matt's comment about wake up times.  Rob
hadn't bothered to put on anything at all - I wondered if he did this all
the time or just when his roommates were out.  Thinking about how
unashamed he was to walk around in the locker room completely nude it was
probably pretty common.

"Oh man my head is killing me, I shouldn't have drank so much last night."
He walked over to the medicine chest and opened it to take out something -
presumably for his headache.

"Hey thanks for all your help last night.  I hope I wasn't a pain.
Sometimes I just don't know when to stop drinking."

"It's ok, it was no problem."

"Well there's a party tonight if you're interested in repeating last
night.  Although this time it's on your end of the campus if you want to
drink, within walking distance of your dorm I believe."

"Ok cool."  I wanted to go, in case there might be a repeat of last night,
but I somewhat doubted it, with the party being so close to my place I
doubted I'd get invited back here again.

I had been hoping he'd step out of the bathroom soon, but it didn't seem
like he was.  I'd put off getting out of the shower since I knew there was
no way I could hide my hardon from him.

"Hey don't use all the hot water, I'd like to get a hot shower too - at
least a lukewarm shower.  I'm already sober so I don't need the cold
shower."

"Just finishing up now."  There was no way I could really stall, we were
used to being around each other naked all the time in the locker room.
One way or another I'd have to reveal my hardon, might as well just step
out of the shower and get it over with.

"Well looks like someone is certainly awake and ready."

"Yeah, the morning hardon usually comes back to life after a hot shower."
I said, incredibly embarrassed.  I know my face was bright red, I couldn't
even look him in the face.

"Hey that's ok, I understand.  If I didn't have such a bad hangover I'd
still be laying in the bed strokin' it.  If you want to beat off feel free
to use my bed; just don't cum all over the sheets.  It makes the bed
sticky."

Damn, he was inviting me to beat off on his bed, and talking very openly
about jacking off.  I wondered if maybe I hadn't been imagining things
last night.  My chances for tonight suddenly seemed pretty good.

I knew my hardon would require some attention so I decided to take him up
on his offer.  He had offered and he had seemed genuine.  The worst thing
that could happen is him laughing at me beating off in his bed since he'd
made the invitation, who knows maybe he'd join me.  He might be straight,
but circle jerks weren't unheard of between horny straight guys.

So I stretched out on his bed.  I inhaled deeply my nose filling with his
aroma that everything in this room exuded.  I immediately set to stroking.
I was originally planning on making this as quick as possible, but once I
started giving my hard cock some attention the pleasure made me slow down
so I could enjoy it.

I closed my eyes stroking rhythmically, imagining Rob laying next to me
stroking his meat as well.  I watched his fist slide up and down his cock
as his precum dripped along his hand.  Then he reached over and grabbed
hold of my cock, his precum acting as a lube as his hand slid around my
shaft.  I quickly got into my fantasy completely.  My body writhing in
pleasure as I moaned.

I'd completely forgotten where I was until after my orgasm had subsided
and a wet towel hit me in the face.  "Come on and get cleaned up before
you stain the sheets."

For the second time that morning Rob had caused me to blush bright red.  I
used the towel to clean myself off. He laughed at me a little, but not
enough to embarrass me further.  Fortunately he didn't seem at all mad.
He was obviously serious about his recommendation to beat off in his
room - which was a relief since I was somewhat worried I had misjudged his
earlier comment.
"Come on, you can borrow some of my clothes to wear home.  I can get them
tonight."

Damn, this had gotten to be a lot closer friendship over night.  I was
pleased that we had become so close.  Even if I hadn't gotten what I
wanted I'd come a lot closer and there was a chance for more at some
point.  He threw out some clothes for me, and some things for him as well.
We got dressed and went into the kitchen where Rob poured out two cups of
coffee.

We sat and talked for a while, then I told him I had to get back to my
dorm.  I did have an assignment that had to be taken care of.  Especially
since we going to that party tonight, and I doubted I'd be going anywhere
other than my dorm I was likely to get trashed at the party and would be
in no shape to do it tomorrow.

"Hey, how about if I park over at that lot near your dorm.  There's not
much parking where the party is and it'd be likely be difficult to get
parking over there.  I can park at that lot and then meet you at your dorm
and we can walk over together."

"Ok that's fine by me."  I headed out the door to return to my dorm,
wearing his clothes, which even though clean, still carried his smell.

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Ok, that's it for Chapter 3.  I know lots of you have been waiting for
this third chapter, and I'm sure you'll also be waiting for the fourth as
well.  However, I will be writing another chapter for "Dreaming" before I
write chapter 4 of this story.

As always comments are welcome (some1yuno@hotmail.com).  Also feel free to
drop by the site http://bbg.webjump.com there is a mailing list, previous
chapters of this and other stories along with a message board where I
frequently make announcements.  Thanks for reading,

Mark (BBG)
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