Date: Thu, 14 Jan 2010 12:04:33 -0800 (PST)
From: D One <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Night Before

Dale crashed on the couch. The booze had flowed freely that night and the
party was one of those loud events that brought neighbors and even cops.

But the dancing continued, guys, girls, - some he recognized from classes
or the campus, while others were total strangers.

Dale danced with strangers, drank and let himself fade into the crowd and
party scene.

The apartment was quiet now. He rolled off the couch and stepped over other
sleeping bodies that had abandoned consciousness on chairs and even the
floor.

Standing in the bathroom he held his penis letting the processed beer flow
from his body. He knew he'd have a headache in the morning, but the next
day would be Saturday.

"Actually" he thought "it is Saturday" he laughed at himself. Dale wasn't a
party person. But his roommates told him to get away from his computer and
books, go out more, date, have fun.

So when Harvis told him to come by the party, he nodded.  It was probably
because he knew his roommates were right. And the fact that Harvis was hot
standing there in the hallway wearing his torn off sleeve shirt and jeans
that always bulged in the right place, didn't hurt either.

He was gay. Eventually, Dale knew he'd find another guy willing to do more
then fumble or jack off with him. That was the extent of his teenage years
experience. Now he was away from the bedroom in his parents, free to
experiment, go steps beyond scrutiny and learn what the excitement about
sex was all about.

He shook his penis and let it hang back inside his shorts. His watch said 2
am and he decided to leave.

Passing by a closed door, he knew was a bedroom, he heard sounds and saw
yellow light under the door. Harvis was still awake. Dale thought he'd say
thanks before leaving.

He knocked lightly and turned the knob.

The yellow light displayed a naked body. It was Harvis sprawled, legs wide
on his bed. His hand surrounded his massive erection. He stared at Dale but
didn't say anything.

"Want a hand?" Dale whispered attempting to be funny.

"Yea" Harvis hissed returning to his masturbating action.

Dale didn't think. He closed the door and peeled his shirt off as he moved
to the bed.

The hot guys' cock excited him in his grip. Harvis moved his own hand away.

"Shit here I am doing the same damn thing I did in high school" Dale
thought. Then he did what he had wondered about.

He bent forward and licked the flesh in his hand. He tasted the sweet
precum Harvis cock had emitted. It tasted like his own.

Dale rubbed the cock for more. He felt Harvis hand rest on the back of his
head and guide it closer.

He knew about blowjobs, even read about how to do it properly thanks to the
Internet. But until that moment Dale had never come close to doing it.

The thick cock moved over his lips going deeper until it made him gag.

"go easy dude" Harvis hissed.

He covered his teeth with his lips and used his tongue. He looked up to see
Harvis watching him.

Dale's cock was hard by that time and throbbing harder. A cock was actually
inside him. His tongue felt the thickness glands. His lips squeezed harder
and Dale heard Harvis grown.

He moved his head. The hand on the back of his head didn't push, it rested,
pet his skull. Another hand was on his bare shoulder rubbing his flesh.

Dale moved so he was on his knees bent over. He wished he were naked, that
Harvis was throwing him around the bed, that a finger was stabbing into his
tight hole in preparation for the fucking he so desperately wanted.

"Cumming" Harvis warned but not soon enough. The sperm was filling his
mouth and spilling out. Harvis pulled his hands away and held his cock out
of Dale's mouth so it continued to shoot all over Dale's face and
shoulders.

"Shit man" Harvis said

Dale didn't go home. He left the bedroom after Harvis silently turned off
the lamp and covered himself with a sheet. "goodnight" told Dale it was
over.

He lay back on the couch, wondering if he should have stayed in the
bedroom, if Harvis would tell anyone, if he should indeed have gone home.

"Hey dude" Harvis wearing only boxer shorts moved about the living room as
party guests awoke, pissed and left.

"Thanks for last night" he said to Dale who nodded before he left the
apartment.

Harvis hand rested on Dale's butt as he went to the front door.

"Next time, I want your ass" he said.

Dale surprised, looked back.

"You got it" he smiled.

Harvis smiled back.

As Dale trotted down the stairs, he wondered if he should have left or not.
But he did know he'd be back.