Date: Sat, 7 Aug 2010 18:45:07 -0400
From: Dale <mr.dtang@gmail.com>
Subject: The Commuter

Hey everyone! This is my first story to nifty, straight from my
imagination. I hope you all like it! Please email your thoughts and reviews
to mr.dtang@gmail.com!


			       The Commuter


	Screaming out in ecstasy, Kale managed to open his searing blue
eyes and look up at his lover. Jeff was gritting his teeth, exhaling
heavily with each thrust. His cock seemed to go deeper and deeper, hitting
spots that provoked feelings Kale had never experienced before. "Oh god I'm
gonna cum!" said Kale, and Jeff started pumping faster, letting out a soft
tell-tale whimper. Kale pulled him down for a long, passionate kiss as they
came together, Jeff deep inside him.

	"Kale!" Jake loudly whispered from one desk over. Kale jolted
upright, noticing the students near him were staring inquisitively. Oh god,
what had they heard? Had he been sleep talking? He shrugged at them, and
they returned their stares to the chalkboard where the professor was
ranting about the difference between AND gates and OR gates. God he hated
circuits. It was so boring! The professor was hot though. Early 30s, tall,
nice toned body, real dark hair and really light green eyes.  Kale guessed
he was some sort of Italian or Mediterranean. He told his students to call
him by his first name, Jeff. For some reason Kale kept calling him
Professor Lucan. Every time he was corrected. "That's Jeff to you Kale!"
Prof. Lucan would say, as if the title made him uncomfortable. Kale
wondered just how uncomfortable he'd be if Professor Lucan knew he just had
a sex dream about him. He decided to sit up a little more to try and stay
awake, but upon shifting in his seat, Kale noticed, to his horror, that the
inside of his underwear was wet and sticky. Embarrassed, Kale looked around
not knowing quite what to do. Jake was still staring at him and their eyes
met.

	"Dude are you okay?" he said, "You were shaking a lot, it looked
like you had a bad dream." Oh thank god. He hadn't moaned or shouted or
done anything that he couldn't explain away.

	"Uh yeah. Real bad dream," Kale looked behind himself at the door,
"I think I'm gonna go get a drink." He stood up and grabbed his notebook,
cleverly hiding his pretty obvious boner as he walked out. "Okay I'll give
you the notes you missed later!" he heard Jake whisper loudly enough for
the whole class to hear. But he closed the door before he saw any of them
look up.

	Kale shut the stall door, grimacing as he locked it. He hated
touching anything in public bathrooms. Whenever given the chance he often
timed his exit so that he could leave directly after someone else without
touching the door. This bathroom was empty though, which he took as a
blessing. He pulled off his shorts and hung them on the hook before
tentatively slipping out of his Calvin Klein briefs. Kale liked these ones,
they were square cut and just tight enough to hold everything in place. But
right now they were soaked in his cum, and he took some toilet paper and
cleaned them, and his cock, as best he could. The door opened, and Kale
quickly pulled on his shorts, stuffing the underwear in his pocket.

	"Oh hey Kale!" said Jake, smiling from one of the urinals, "I was
wondering where you went. There's a drinking fountain right outside the
classroom." He turned back to focus on what he was doing. Jake was pretty
tall. A little over 6' 2", Kale guessed. Kale was about 6 feet tall too,
but at 160 lbs, he was quite a bit smaller than Jake. Jake seemed to be a
compulsive weight-lifter. He had very big arms, and a wide, muscular
back. A little bit of a belly, but nothing that was going to hang over his
belt. He had a cute, average, brown hair - brown eyes face. He was
real. Apparently he lived on campus. Kale was a commuter so he never really
spent any time in the dorms. Jake shook the last few drops out, zipped up,
and turned around. He raised an eyebrow at Kale, who still hadn't said
anything.

	"Oh! Yeah I just needed a breather I guess!" said Kale, a little
too enthusiastically. Oh gosh that sounded stupid. Jake averted his gaze
and nodded.

	"Right. Well I wanted to ask you something," Jake changed the
subject, "My friend is having this party tomorrow night, it's kinda near
here, just around the corner on east Henrietta-"

	"Sure I'll go!" said Kale, interrupting to accept the invitation,
but Jake gave him a funny look.
	"...and I wanted to know if you knew about any pizza places
nearby," Jake added, trying not to burst out laughing as Kale's face
changed color from slightly tan to more than slightly red. Alright enough
torture, he thought, and he smacked Kale's arm. "I'm just JOKING Kale. I
was inviting you!" Jake laughed at Kale's bewildered expression. But Kale
soon laughed too.

	"You're an ass Jake," he said, pushing Jake's shoulder but moving
himself more than his target.  "Come on, let's get back to class." He then
turned around and pushed the door open. Jake couldn't help but steal a
glance at Kale's tight round butt.

	"Okay!" said Jake, "But yeah, tomorrow around nine thirty is when
everyone is getting there." Jake hesitated for a second before adding,
"Wanna give me your number and I can text you the address when I find out?"
Jake was nervous, but not quite sure why. It was just a phone number of a
new friend, right? Though Kale was adorable, he wasn't sure if he swung his
way. Jake hadn't really dated for years, and until now had been focusing on
getting good grades and working out, though he couldn't get that coveted
six pack. He looked down at his belly which seemed to be poking out between
his admittedly massive pecs. His eyes widened and he sucked in, still
waiting for Kale's response.

	"Sure!" said Kale, not noticing Jake's subtle sigh of relief, or
his attempts to look thinner. Kale, unless looking for them, was largely
oblivious to romantic cues. They re-entered the classroom and Kale was
forced to whisper. "I'll write it down for you in a sec!"

	The class had only a little over 5 minutes left, and after
scratching the assignment into the upper left hand corner of the board,
Professor Lucan dismissed the class, shortly after calling out, "Kale,
could I see you in my office after this? I need to talk to you."

	Kale glanced over at Jake, who was visibly concerned and mouthed,
"Uh oh" to him. Great. Professor Lucan was probably going to withdraw him
anyway because he skipped a couple labs but now there was no question. He
looked back up to Prof. Lucan, who had a very grave, serious look, and
nodded that he would indeed go to his office.

	"I'm really sorry about that. It really sucks," said Jake as the
two of them reached the 4th floor of the faculty building. Jake was done
with classes for the day and figured he may as well keep Kale company as he
walked to his doom.

	"Thanks. That's okay though," said Kale, "Professor Lucan's an
asshole. I get good enough grades on everything what does it matter if I
miss a few classes?" He kicked a pencil on the floor and it slid noisily to
the end of the hallway, resting at the base of Prof. Lucan's office
door. There was a tiny window on the door, and they saw that it was dark
inside. Kale thought that was strange since they really took their time
getting up here, in order to avoid this exact situation actually....

	"Yeah-" Jake started but was interrupted by his phone ringing. "Oh
crap I gotta get this," he said giving Kale a half-pleading, half-"I'm
sorry" look. But Kale didn't seem to mind.

	"Oh no that's okay! I'll just see you tomorrow!" said Kale, and the
two of them stood still for a moment, looking at each other. They both
seemed to want some sort of goodbye other than a wave, like a hug or
something, but Jake's phone was still ringing.

	"Alright. Bye Kale!" he said, awkwardly waving and reluctantly
turning around. Kale watched as Jake took off down the hallway. He seemed
to be a little annoyed on the phone. Kale wondered why.

	Another five minutes went by and Professor Lucan still hadn't
arrived at his office. So, out of mostly boredom but a teeny bit of
curiosity, Kale knocked on the door. To his surprise, he heard Professor
Lucan call him in.

	Kale tentatively turned the knob and pushed open the door. It was
dark, only lit by the glow of a computer screen in the opposite corner of
the room. Professor Lucan, on the other side of a large wooden L-desk, was
staring at Kale intently. Kale sat down in the old padded chair across from
his circuits professor. He intentionally left the door ajar. There was
definitely something strange going on.

	"Why do you think you're here, Kale?" said Professor Lucan. Kale,
who had been looking around the dimly lit room, was brought back to
attention.

	"You're withdrawing me?" said Kale, not quite believing the words
came out of his mouth. He was supposed pretend to be oblivious of anything
that could be wrong!

	"Well, no," said Professor Lucan, "Unless you want me to. What
point would there be in calling you here just to withdraw you?" he paused
for a second, thinking, and when Kale looked like he was about to answer
the rhetorical question, he forced himself to talk first. "There's no point
in that," he said, shifting in his seat, "I wanted to talk to you about
improving your grade."

	Kale instantly regretted saying that Professor Lucan, or Jeff, was
an asshole. He was actually going to help him! But there was another vibe
in the room. Jeff stretched in his seat, displaying through his dress shirt
all the muscular lines of his torso. Kale nodded to what his professor was
saying, something about study sessions, and he felt his cock start to push
against the fabric of his shorts, and it alarmed him that he had no
underwear to hold his erection in place. He decided he'd lean forward.

	 Professor Lucan stood up, "So, even if you make up the labs you
missed, you're still quite a bit in the hole..." he said, walking around
the room, reaching the door, "So I figure if I were to give you some study
sessions-" he paused and placed his hand on the edge of the door, "...some
private," he slammed the door, "study sessions, you might just be able to
get that grade up."

	The room was darker now, and Kale blinked as he watched Professor
Lucan walk slowly around the edge of the desk. Kale heard metal jingling
sounds, and saw that Jeff had removed his belt. Jeff sat back in the chair,
rubbing his cock through his black suit pants, staring at Kale.

	"Come on Kale," said Professor Lucan, "you know you want to suck my
cock."