Date: Wed, 03 Mar 2004 00:50:50 +0000
From: stoo man <stoo_bob_@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Little Guy, gay college life, chapter 23"

This story is based on real events. Some of the character names have been
changed to protect various parties. If you are under age and/or are living
in an area where stories involving male/male sex is illegal then leave
now. The author retains all rights. I love to hear from you all, so as ever
please drop me a line at stoo_bob_@hotmail.com. Go on, you know you want
to... And I know I want you to... so what's the hassle?

Little Guy

By Stoo


I slung my gym bag over my shoulder and pulled a baseball cap low on my head
as I bounded down the wheelchair ramp at the front of the house. By the time
I reached the car which was only twenty feet from the door my baseball cap
was already dripping with rain.

"Stoo..." I turned around as the lock to the car flipped up.

"Yeah?" My eyes locked with Al's. He was smiling at me `cause I was getting
soaked. I turned and headed back up the ramp and he met me halfway.

"You forgot to gimme a kiss," he said, pouting. I smiled as he tipped my
baseball cap back on my head and gently brushed his lips against mine.

"How could I have forgotten?" Smiling, I moved our lips together in a more
passionate encounter. He shivered a little as he pulled back, also with a
smile.

"Mmm... Minty..." He giggled. "Take care of my cuz, yeah?"

"Of course." I mussed his hair as he pulled my baseball cap back down low.

"See ya later... and enjoy... and don't you ravage my cousin in the shower!" He
waved his finger.

"I'll try my best." I said dismissively as I jogged down the ramp and to the
car. Turning the engine on I could see him pretending to be mad at me. With
a wicked grin I flicked the window down, "I said TRY." He shook his head
sadly, a gesture I caught in the rear view mirror as I pulled away sharply.

Al's cuz was waiting for me out front of the gym complex. He was sitting on
the wall of a small raised garden, and when he saw the car he smiled a bit.
Now John... Whoa! He looks very similar to Al in many ways but in others he is
very different. They grew up together and are about as close as brothers
instead of cousins. I parked up, strode over, gripped his hand and slapped
his back.

"All right, Stoo," he said, giving me a pearly white smile. He is one
handsome devil, let me tell you. He has dark hair. In certain light it could
be brown and in other light it's black. So, yea. Dark. Whereas Al's face is
soft and cute. John's face is ruggedly handsome. He has more of a strong
jaw, not square but strong. He is about five foot nine with a killer build.
Not bulky, he has more of a lean, athletic body. A washboard stomach and
wonderful arms complete his defined look.

"Pretty good young buck, how about you?" He flashed me another smile, it was
one of those mischievous smiles that could mean only one thing. A girl got
lucky. I let it slide. It was good to see him happily beaming. It looked
good on him. Especially with those bright blue eyes gleaming, "Lucky girl."
He grinned as we made our way to the change rooms.

As we were getting changed I couldn't help but give him a look over... come
on... I'm human. He is hot... and getting changed. You know you would look too.
It was his first time at this particular gym so I was gonna help him out and
get him settled. As I pulled on my shorts I saw he was already changed. Ok
so I was busy eyeing him up and I got dressed slower. Hee hee. You guys
still love me though. You know you do.

"There's a water fountain in there, yeah?" John asked.

"Yeah... pretty pathetic though, so I usually bring my own bottle water...
Brought you one too, Stud, just in case." John gave me a smile.

"Thanks Stoo... and yea... Thanks, for coming today. Real good of you!" He said,
those sparkly blue eyes taking on a more serious edge.

"Hey no problem. Anyway, Al told me no sex otherwise." John shook his head
sadly and pushed me out of the locker room.

I won't bore you with the details of our workout. I'll just skip to the
shower, yea?

I felt good, I had gotten in quite a rigorous workout and John actually
looked as if he enjoyed it too. I noticed he spent quite a bit of time on
the running machines. Which is good, really good but I picked up little
things like he missed out the rowing machines. Which to me would help him
enormously to work his shoulders and arms and get in some more good cardio
work... But anyway... where was I. Oh, that's right... I was staring at his chest
in the shower.

I tried to take my mind off him as I soaped up my hair and put my head under
the spray. But as I emerged I noticed he was staring at me.

"Hey there..." He smiled. As I rubbed the water out of my eyes I gave him a
curious smile.

"Hey... Sup?" I said, he looked damn good all wet, like Al he seems to take a
tan well. I knew it had been months since he had been on holiday but his
skin was still golden.

"Mate, how long have you been working out cause... Whoa!"

"Since I was knee high to a grasshopper. Like you are now." I received a
splash of water from the spray from his shower head.

"Fuck you!" He grinned and soaped up his hair.

"If you want. But make it quick, you know... Don't want someone walking in." I
had meant it as a joke but he had stayed quiet. I took it that he didn't
hear and shut off the shower on my side and padded out to the changing area.
As I had just finished drying off John came out, but quietly went to his
locker and got his stuff out. Now I was worried. Hoping that I hadn't
offended him, I pulled on my boxers. As he got dried I walked over to him
and put my hand on his shoulder. He flinched a little under the touch, "You
ok man? Look, I was joking in the shower, yea?" He offered me a slight
smile.

"It's cool."

"Come on mate, look... I'm a horny fucker ok. It was just a laugh, didn't mean
anything by it ok?"

"I know that feeling?"

"What being a horny fucker?" I laughed and he nodded.

"Always." He pushed me backwards and I shook my head.

"Then hurry up and get dried so we can get you out of here... There is nothing
in here that you could get off on." He shook his head and buried his face in
his towel.

"Save me, god!" He shouted but because his face was buried in his towel it
was muffled.

We had arranged to meet up for lunch with Al in the local supermarket's tea
room. Yeah I know... not so glamorous... Money was tight and it was hot food.
Hee hee. He beamed as we both walked in. John was wearing a track suit but
not me. I hate them with a passion. I was wearing my black jeans and a blue
t-shirt. My jacket was stuffed in my bag... rolled in a ball because the rain
was off. Al as ever looked hot, with his faded bootcut jeans and fitted
white t-shirt.

"Mmmm, wish I had seen that... you two studs in a shower. Your hair is still
wet!" I smiled and gave him a little kiss catching the woman shaking her
head over Al's shoulder. I blew her a little kiss as I sat down. John nudged
me.

"Behave." He laughed.

"Not possible! He is an imp... a particularly big imp but one all the same."
Al giggled.

"Hey there fellas. Just been down the gym, eh?" The waitress came over. She
was in her late forties and looking as though she had worked all her life.
Still a nice smile, though.

"Yes," John said, confused.

"Gym is just across the street. A few of the girls noticed you walking
across. Their hopes were dashed when the big fella kissed the lil one." She
smiled.

"Hey... What about me... I'm free." John laughed.

"They WILL be pleased. Now what will you have, guys?"

"I'll have bangers and mash!" I grinned and caused the woman to laugh.

"Hell yeah!" Al beamed.

"Just make that three then." John smiled and the woman walked off with a
smile.

"Kids!" She laughed.

Lunch was great, and yes... John did get several telephone numbers. The dog.
All I was looking forwards to though was getting home and snuggling into Al.
We dropped John off shortly after two o'clock in the afternoon and as soon
as he left the car and entered his house I didn't even have time to put the
car in gear. Al grabbed me and pulled our heads together, his tongue
immediately wrestling with mine. I moaned a little as his eager hands found
their way under my shirt.

"Easy, babe," I grinned as I reluctantly pulled us apart, "Can't wait till
we get home?" I laughed causing his cheeks to flush red.

"I've been wanting to do that all day... Kinda horny." He giggled a little.

"Me... I'm never horny... I'm like a monk... Pure... Angelic..." I said gazing into
his eyes.

"So if I do this you won't react..." Al rubbed the crotch of my jeans gently
and I shivered, "Thought as much."

Al's perspective

Lying with Stoo on top of the covers watching his chest rise and fall
steadily, taking in the strength in his arms got me thinking. My knuckles
were still raw from our encounter with Ray and my self-esteem pretty low. I
had never hit someone before.

"Stoo..." I said, my arm slung across his belly.

"Mmm?" He said, opening one eye to look up at me.

"Will you teach me... You know... To... Like... Look after myself." Both eyes were
opened now.

"Like self defence?"

"Uh... Yeah. Just some basic stuff."

"Babe... Fighting sucks... You know that right?" Stoo said, his face very
serious.

"I know that... I don't want to fight. But when, in case you haven't noticed
the world is still a pretty homophobic place, I would like to at least have
a fighting chance if someone took that sort of instant dislike to me." My
hands were trembling a little as I said that. Stoo seemed to play things
through in his mind. Taking a great deal of time to look me up, he settled
on my eyes. He looked very deeply into them and nodded.

"Ok like right now I wanna see what you would do if someone came at you."

"Right now?"

"Well, out there people aren't gonna warn you, are they? So yeah right now."
I got to my feet very unsure of myself and Stoo followed. Without warning he
stepped forward into me, bringing his leg around behind me to sweep me,
simultaneously bringing his arm across my chest. I stumbled backwards but he
had me by the lapel, "You flinched." He smiled and hugged me to his chest,
"I'm gonna teach you to react instead of flinching. Eventually when I do
that you'll block me instead of flinching." I just giggled.

"I love it when you get all physical."

"I just love you full stop. Ok this time I want you to attack me... like come
at me... Step forwards." I nodded and then without warning I stepped forwards.
As I did he raised his hand and took hold of me by the jaw. Putting slight
pressure where the bone meets on both sides. Again I flinched off balance,
and he easily swept me off my feet. Gently he lowered me to the floor and
lowered himself over me. So our noses were touching, "You got a lot to learn
sexy... but I know one thing you have mastered."

"Oh?" I giggled.

"How to manipulate me and how to disarm me with your charm," he said,
kissing me in between words, "Throwing me... off guard." He laughed as I
kissed his neck.

"And YOU are such a sweet talker." I spoke the last words with a grunt,
rolling him onto his back and immediately mounting his chest. "A sweet,
sweet talker," I said, sliding down his body, pushing his shirt up. My
tongue began probing his naked flesh causing little goose bumps to rise to
the surface.

"Al... wait..." I looked up at Stoo, knowing he was turned on and wondering why
he was stopping me.

"What?" I said a confused expression etched across my face.

"I love you." I shook my head.

"I thought you were gonna stop me there. Hee hee..."

"Hell no!" Stoo chuckled and wiggled his eyebrows.

"I love you too," I said as I kissed along his belly.


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*hides from readers with pitchforks. I know it's been a while folks. Don't
hate me ok. Shouts go out to my boys. Dave (squishy or not i loves ya), Kris
(Ur mah big wee scamp hee hee), Maty (you make Kris happy, so i love you,
not only that your loveable anyway), J (Smile babe, you're cool), my editor
Mr Tim Mead (thank you as always), Conner (Your advice tonight was much
appreciated), Lori (babe, you have suffered greatly in life but it gives me
great heart that you carry on fighting and loving.), Hoods (You I love
dearly). All my readers a great big thank you.

Of course, thanks to Al. For being my angel. "My sunday morning daydream
baby".

love and peace,

Stoo