Date: Sat, 7 Apr 2012 13:25:26 +0100
From: Charles Wolfe <c.sportswolfe@gmail.com>
Subject: The Ultimate Man Chapter 6

      Hi my names Chris. Here is everything you might have missed or
forgotten. I am a freshman in college. I originally had a huge crush on my
Frisbee captain Pike but that was shot down when he turned out to be
straight. Ally, my sister attending CSU Fullerton, has informed me that my
dad, a General serving in the Afghanistan war, has been shot. It is
currently the first week of October and Long Beach beat Fullerton in the
first Frisbee competition. Kyle, my current love interest, unfortunately
plays for Fullerton. There is obviously some spark between us...

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	After the kiss that ended the competition weekend, I have been
thinking nonstop about Kyle. His moist lips grazing mine, the interaction
that our tongues had when they touched, the caressing of our faces against
each other. That night I wanted to stay with him but since I had to take
Bryan, Zach, and Andrew back home, I was cut short on the embracement.

      That night I slept very soundly, almost sleeping through my alarm,
had it not been Taylor Swifts "Love Story" playing over the local radio
station. It seemed fitting for how I felt at the moment. My feelings of
love and blissfulness were only further enhanced when I arrived to my
English class later that day.

      We had switched out of the figurative symbolism and were moving into
Love Stories. The girls around the room were all giddy about being able to
choose such stories while the guys released a muttered groan. Normally I
would have been with the guys on the whole love issue but having met Kyle,
something had changed. My hopes were dampened though when we were told to
find some romance themed novels and write about them.

      After class had ended, I approached the professor, Mrs. Steiner.  She
was a vibrant Mexican professor, a bit on the plump side. She had long
black wavy hair which seemed to work in sync with her teal eyes. They were
restricted by oval glasses but still managed to catch your
attention. "Professor Steiner, I had a question/ issue that I was hoping I
could run by you. I was hoping to look into any LGBT novels out there that
pertain to romance. To my knowledge there are not that many out there that
focus solely on the romance of two guys or two girls. The only one that
came to my head when you were talking about the project was `A Single Man'
and that was only because it was made into a movie."

      Mrs. Steiner had been moving her papers into her rolling bag but the
moment that I mentioned LGBT novels her ears seemed to perk up. As I had
proceeded, she began to look more intently at me, hearing my claim. After I
had finished, she grinned happily. "It is not too often that we have
students wanting to focus on gay or lesbian novels. Most of the time it is
Nicholas Sparks or Twilight. I do not deny that both Stephenie Meyer and
Nicholas Sparks have been seen to be good writers, me preferring Sparks
over Meyer, but when it comes to gay novels, that would be a great change
to hear."

      "So you are ok with it?" I ask, slightly stunned that so few have
talked about gay novels before.

      "Yea Chris, go ahead. Though like you said, good LGBT novels are hard
to come by. Actual romance novels even harder. Most of the ones that I have
heard or read tend to be coming out stories. Making sure that you cover all
the points is what I am looking for." Mrs. Steiner finishes compiling her
papers back into her binder then moves around to me. "I look forward to
hearing what you have to say."

      Having that been said, I was happy to be able to look for stories
that were not focused on just women falling madly in love with men. Too
cliché by my standards.

      Later that day Frisbee had its typical Monday practice but it was
amusing to see everyone all sore. Most of our "running" was more of a
shuffle, our throws all off due to sore arms, and our fakes easily
recognizable by whoever was marking. We still ran some drills, an "L cut
drill" where we would "run" to the end zone then cut to the opposite
corner, a gut pass drill where again we would "run" towards the disk being
tossed at our chest. We tried to have some enthusiasm but as the practice
wore on, the tiredness wore in and we were all lying flat on the ground.

      Even though it was Southern California, with fall officially here,
the nights were starting to get colder. Pike pulled us all in before we
left to congratulate us on our win again. "We all did well last weekend. I
am really proud of how we all worked together and took on Fullerton,
especially having such a young squad. Our next tourney though is at the end
of this month. While Halloween falls in the middle of the week, the tourney
will be held the weekend before. In the spirit of Halloween it will be
themed. Collaborating with other teams, we have all wanted to make it so
that we wear costumes during the playing of the game." A slight chatter
went through the team as we all started discussing what we should
be. Pulling the conversation back Pike continued, "We still have a few
weeks to decide so take your time then. Don't forget that October is
midterm season so keep those grades up."

      When practice ended, Bryan and Zach walked with me back to the hall,
on the way discussing possible ideas for the costume. That night we had
gone into studying but with me looking for love stories, I would often
wander into thinking about Kyle.

*****

      Classes went well Tuesday, and as Pike had predicted, midterms were
approaching. I had a strong feeling that I would need Zach's help when it
came to Biology. Communication was easy; we needed to find a topic where we
would try to persuade people.

      When I got back to my hall though, I was happy to see that the
General was online to talk. Pulling up Skype, I quickly messaged him "Hey!
Are you able to talk?" It was about noon so quickly doing the math, it came
out to being around midnight in the middle east.

      Instead of messaging me, the General called me via video. Answering
the call, I saw him pop up on the screen, slight bruising still visible on
his face from where he had been in the fight. The bandages were still on
his shoulder, his t-top covering the rest of his chest. He had a typical
military close shave haircut but it was not able to restrict grey flakes
from popping up in the brown hair that was given to Ally and me. His
immediate smile started to say something but I was not able to hear any
words. I noticed his bronze eyes piercing the screen, looking something. A
second later his roaring voice came over my speakers "CHRIS! HOW ARE YOU?"

      I quickly move to adjust the audio settings before answering
him. Tears start forming in my eyes but I hold the dam. "I miss you so
much. Why didn't you tell me when you told Ally?"

      A pained expression forms on the General's face. "First off, no
crying. I love you too much to see you break in front of me. Especially
with me not able to be there for you. As for telling Ally, I didn't. I was
unconscious for a day but as Ally told you, my laptop was shot. I had to
borrow a co-worker's to get in contact but I was only able to send out one
email before the internet was cut out. We have been living under a high
security clearance for the past few weeks."

      I stare at the image of him, wishing I could wrap my arms around
him. The video freezes for a few seconds as I start, "When are you coming
back stateside? Also who was it that died?"

      Once the video started back up, I see that the General has shifted a
little, the tent showing more clearly in the background. I was expecting
him to be in barracks or a more fortified complex but this shocked me. "I
am currently transitioning a new negotiator to take over for me. As you can
see, we are a bit secluded out, living in the local villages. It was our
way of working with the community. We were not attacked here but a village
over. Sergeant Braith and First Class Petty Officer Wyclor died in
combat. I was lucky to have made it out. Enough about me, how is college
going? How are your classes?" The General switches over to dad mode,
wanting to hear of how my life has been going while he is risking life and
limb to protect this country.

      Regaining my composure I start in on how college is going. I tell him
of my classes; how boring statistics is for me, my interest in English. The
General tells me to keep the grades up while I start in on what my
extracurricular activities are. Briefly covering the LGBT club, I talk of
the events we plan. He shows a slight interest but it is strained. I tell
him of Frisbee and how much fun I have. Briefly covering the tourney, I
bring up my catches and our wins. Then Kyle comes up. "So any love
interests?"

      "Well there is one guy. He goes to Fullerton State. Actually lives in
the same hall as Ally, though a floor above. I just met him a week ago but
it seems like so much longer than that." I beam at my dad, a radiant glow
showing off my face. I start to think about Kyle before the General pulls
me back.

      "Well take it slow. I don't want you getting hurt. You tend to get
attached quite quickly to a person, which is one of your biggest strengths
but weaknesses as well." The General leans in to the screen. A fatherly
smile shows, him being happy that I have met someone. "I hope to meet him
when I get there. Hey Chris, I would love to talk longer but I need to get
going. It is getting late here."

       I look at the clock and see that it is 1:15. Man, we have been
talking for the last 45 minutes! "Ok well be safe out there. I need to get
going as well. I want to beat the traffic to get Ally her car back. I
borrowed it for the weekend." We say our goodbyes and hang up. It was hard
watching him leave but I look forward to getting him back home. Shutting
down the computer I send a quick text to Ally. It is also at that moment
that I realize that I don't have Kyle's number in my phonebook.

*****

      I post a note on the door letting Bryan and Zach know where I am
going then head over to Fullerton. The traffic is not too busy, as much as
is expected by LA. It takes me about an hour to get to Fullerton and
another 40 minutes to find parking in the student lot. By the time I am
able to park and settle in, it is about 4 pm. Stepping out of the car, I
notice off in the distance some students running drills. It is in the
opposite direction of the halls but I decide to check it out.

      Flipping the keys around in my fingers, I approach the fields and am
amused to see it is the Frisbee team practicing. It would figure that I
walked onto it. Hanging at the edge of the field, I watch them play similar
drills as my team. The whole gut pass and L cut drills. Though I am
standing under a tree trying to remain in the shade, I see Kyle lock onto
me. A surprised look takes over his face as he breaks the drill and jogs
over to me. I purr at him when he reaches me, "Hey stranger, how are you
doing?"

      Placing his hands on his hips, he catches his breath then begins "I
am doing great. Day just got better seeing you here. What brings you here?"
He has been working pretty hard at the drills, sweat dripping down from his
brow to his shirt, dampening it to his chest.

      "Oh you know, I heard there were tons of hot men at Fullerton and I
thought I would check it out. Also I have to return Ally's keys to her." I
shift my stance, moving more diagonal to him.

      "Well if you want to stay and I can show you some of the hot men
around here. Then I will let you in to get the keys to your sister." Kyle
puts his hand on my shoulder and ushers me out of the shade and towards the
team. They all look over at me, realizing who Kyle was talking to. A few of
them speak softly to themselves but I have a general idea of what they are
saying: spy, Kyle is a traitor, Kyle's love interest is here, etc.

      Victoria, sensing my arrival, moves to get the others back inline and
only glares at me. Clearly she has some stick up her ass that needs to be
removed. Kyle turns back to me and looks into my eyes, "Ignore whatever
they say; I am happy you stopped by. Let me finish up practice then we can
talk k?"

      Nodding my head, Kyle falls back into the drills. An hour later, Kyle
finishes up. I had chatted with a few of the teammates, well the more
friendly ones. I found out that the purple striped chick was named
Ellie. She lived in a different hall but came from San Fran. Got to meet
Kyle's roommate Steven. I have a feeling he is slightly gay as well,
watching him play with Kyle. I even caught him checking me out a few times
but didn't call him on it.

*****

      We got back to his hall around 6 and it was starting to get dark
out. I was glad to get inside as I didn't bring a jacket. I really had not
planned on staying this long. Rubbing my arms, I strike up a conversation
with Kyle. "You know, even though we just met a week ago, something that
neither of us has done yet is exchange numbers." I look at his ass as he
heads down the hall to the elevator.

      "Yea about that, I was thinking of asking your sister but I didn't
want to make things awkward. But I would like your number, to chat with you
and all." Kyle presses the button then focuses on me. A few other students
join us as the doors open. Piling all in, I am pressed against Kyle, the
aroma of his sweat drifting over to me.

      Before long we are on the third floor. "Well I was thinking more of
asking you out on a date. Since we did start this off on an unconventional
pattern, it would be nice to talk in person and maybe take you to dinner
some time." I knock on Ally's door but when it opens, it isn't Ally. "Hey
you must be Ally's roommate, Trish. I am her brother. I was wondering if
you could give these to her when she gets back."

      Trish, a small Asian woman, takes my keys and smiles, "yea I will. I
am in the middle of a family call so I have to get back. It was nice
meeting you Chris."

      Kyle and I head back down the hall and to the stairs, climbing them
to the top floor. "Well you could join me tonight." He opens the door for
me but I stop before entering. "I do need to shower first though." Before I
can answer he pulls me into his floor and down the hall.

      "I didn't really come prepared for a date tonight Kyle." I stammer.

      "Wait here, give me a second to grab my things then we can continue
to talk this over." Kyle rushes into his bedroom and closes the door. I
stand in the hallway, blinking my eyes at what is going on. I am being
date-jacked. Before I can fully process what is going on, Kyle emerges from
his hall wrapped in a towel carrying his toiletries. "Have you even eaten?"
He walks down the hall to the showers with me following.

      "No not yet. But I was hoping to take you somewhere nice. Someplace
where we can talk." We enter into the shower room, a similar setup to Long
Beach. There are eight stalls, 4 on each side. Kyle moves into one and
places his toiletries on the shelves. Dropping towel in front of me, he
stands stark naked. I gaze in awe of how sexy he is; the light shinning off
his freckled shoulders. He turns on the water, jumping back when a cold
spray initially comes out. His body collides with me, sending me stumbling
back. I grab him and steady him back up. "As I said before, I didn't bring
any nice clothes Kyle."

      He looks at me, his ocean blue eyes connecting with my steel blue
eyes. I almost fall for him before he turns back and looks at the
water. Seeing it now steaming, he puts on the biggest playful grin on that
he could. Realizing what he going to do but too late to react, he pulls me
in screaming. "KYLE no!!" It was too late though as my shirt is completely
soaked, pants working their way as well. Thinking of my phone and wallet, I
immediately strip out and place them in the only dry spot of the shower.

      "You asshole!" I pound his chest as he pulls me in for a kiss. He
pulls my shirt over my head, exposing my chest to him; my shoes already
soaked through get kicked off as well as the socks. Pressing his nude body
against mine, he grabs the soap and starts to wash me. "Don't worry about
the clothes, I will give you mine." He slides his hands down my briefs,
dropping them to the floor as he rubs my ass with the soap. Slightly turned
on, we both grow to half mast.

      I take the soap from him and push him against the wall, standing
right under the water. While the water slips past our kissing, I slide the
soap over his chest, outlining his pecks. Moving back and forth across his
chest, I stop at his cock. Using the suds that are sliding down, I stroke
him, eliciting a moan from his mouth to mine. He takes the shampoos from
the rack and squirts a little into his hand. "As much as I would love to
have sex in the shower, let's keep that for later. We need to go before the
crowds form. I have the perfect place to take you."

      He rubs his fingers through my curly auburn hair, scratching back and
forth at my scalp. Using some of the foam, he massages my groin, cleaning
my pubic hair. We continue to kiss, moving around the water, it dripping
through my hair, down his body, back to my legs, then to his feet near the
drain. The warmth of his body, combined with the heat of the water, feels
so refreshing.

      Kyle moves to shut off the water then grabs his towel. "Well now we
have a problem. There is only one towel and two bodies." While he dries
off, I gather my soaked clothes. After he has finished, he tosses me the
towel. I move to place my belongings on the bench and start to dry off. We
both have gone back limp but there is still sexiness about him, me eyeing
him up as he moves around me to the look at the door. "I will go first and
let you know if it is clear to follow."

       We both move to the door and he runs down the hall to open
his. Seeing that it is clear, I streak down the hall, holding my clothes
over my groin and butt. We both get inside and start laughing. I change
into some clothes that he gives me; some blue jeans, a white faded American
flag shirt, and a black jacket. Before long we are both heading out the
dorm and towards dinner. With him knowing the area, he leads the way,
though with him hinting at "the perfect place", I am interested in where he
is taking me.

      *****

      It took us about an hour's walk to get to his surprise but as it
appeared, I saw that it was a Laser Zone. During our walk we had a very
good talk. I learned of how he was a single child. We talked of how it was
for me to grow up with one parent being in the military. His parents live
in Pismo, overlooking the beach. When we got in the building, I saw that it
was a madhouse. Kids ran everywhere, left and right.

      "You really sure that this is the best place to go?" I asked
unsure. I looked to see where the kids were running to and saw that a
mission was starting up soon. We moved to the counter to order some pizza
when Kyle continued.

      "I know the guy who works here. At 8:30 ish it starts to die down
then at 9 they hold adult games." Looking at his phone, he tells me that it
is about 8 anyways so the food will be good to eat before we play.

      Moving to an open table we start to talk more. We talk of what
classes we are taking, me telling my interest in English and my project,
him gushing over photography and media. His major is fine arts with
concentrations in graphic design and creative photography. Before long our
pizza has arrived, him chowing down on a simple pepperoni pizza. My
favorite pizza, the New York style with ham.

      After finishing the pizza, Kyle asked if I wanted to play a game of
Laser Tag. Voicing my enthusiasm, we both head over to the counter to
purchase tickets. Holding hands while waiting, a few people look over at
us, giving us that "This is a children's place, what do you think you are
doing?" It really didn't matter because most of the children were gone and
the few that remained were hanging with their parents packing up to leave.

      The other players in the group consisted of a boyfriend and a
reluctant girlfriend, a solid rating 10 girlfriend standing with her geeky
boyfriend (one of those how did he get her relationships), some brothers
rough housing near the end and then two guys near the front. They both
looked at us and then smiled when they saw our hands clamped
together. Whispering into Kyle's ear I motion towards the guys, "Think they
are gay?"

      Kyle looks the other way, not at the guys then back at the guys, then
moves in to my ear, rubbing my chest in the process, "Most definitely. I
saw we go team gay and try to get with them."

      A few minutes later we all pile into the staging room and get our
equipment on. The instructor tells the rules and instructions. We were
lucky to have been placed with the other two guys, red packs hanging off
our back. Looking across the room, the chick with her geeky boyfriend are
both examining their guns, her showing him how to work it and what buttons
do what.

      We move into the field, a large city style layout. There is a central
corridor with mazes on both sides. There are ramps leading up to a second
story, allowing for high grounds and low grounds. The buzzer goes off and
we all scatter, Kyle and I sticking together in our hunt.

      "So should we go after the brothers or the geek with his girlfriend?"
I whisper over to Kyle as we peer around a corner. We move stealthily
through the maze then my buzzer goes off, indicating I am hit. Kyle drops
low as I look for whoever shot me. Spying the chick up on the balcony, I
drop out of view allowing Kyle to pop up and shoot her. "Well now we know
who to target." Her buzzer rings up, Kyle smiling at his aim. "Never mind."

      We continue on, knowing that most likely her boyfriend is close
by. Rounding the corner to the ramp, we see the two brothers up on the
terrace. Kyle and I both open up on the two, taking them out before they
have a chance to react. Seeing the boyfriend coming up behind us, I move
into protect Kyle but am too late.

      The guys that we presume are gay come out from behind the geek and
shoot him, high fiving each other at their win. Turning around we head back
into the maze, knowing that if we are all on one side then it could turn
out to be a slaughter. We reach the other high point, originally our home
base, and take the windows. While Kyle looks out over the field, I
stealthily move in behind him and grab his ass, causing him to squeal a
little.

      Catching the attention of the reluctant girlfriend and her boyfriend,
they move in but Kyle and I see them before they can attack. We both open
fire on each other, no one getting any hits. Knowing they will be coming up
from each side, we decide to take on the girlfriend then backtrack to the
boyfriend. The girlfriend goes down easily, both Kyle and I firing on her
before she can react. She called out for her boyfriend, apparently named
Steve, who came down to assist her and that is when we ambushed him. The
two of them moved out to a different part of the field to regenerate their
amour, leaving Kyle and I alone in the corner.

      "You were right this was a great idea for a night out." I move in on
him, cornering him and then kissing him. The battery packs make it hard at
first but we work it out, both of us having to lean into each other a
bit. Hearing some movement around us, we both break off and pull our guns
up at the coming party.

      "Don't let us stop your fun." One of the `gay' guys says to us as
they pass by.

      Both Kyle and I smile as we grab hands and run off to hunt again. The
rest of the game is a blast. In the end, the hot chick takes the win with
the most points. But when it came to a combined score, team gay won.

      We left after the game as it was approaching 10. With an hour's walk
back to Fullerton, we recapped the night, talking a lot over the game and
debating on which of the two guys were hotter and if they were actually
gay. It was 11 when we got back to the campus and when we got into his
room, his roommate was already asleep. Not wanting to wake Steven, we both
decided against the sex for tonight but still wanted to get close to each
other. With me keeping an eye on Steven, Kyle began to undress me, taking
off my shirt then moving to take off my pants. I silently kicked off my
shoes and socks, allowing for Kyle to pull off my pants.

      Lying down in his bed, I still keep an eye on Steven while Kyle
gently pulls off my briefs. Sitting nude in his bed, I work to get under
his covers while Kyle puts away all the clothes that I had borrowed. He
then strips down, silently dancing around, doing his best at a seductive
dance while not disturbing Steven.

      Steven thankfully rolls over to face the wall, allowing Kyle the free
motion of stripping down. He takes off his shirt, pulling the midsection
over his head then right arm out followed by left. His abs show clearly as
he stretches. Unbuckling his belt, he slides that out then works at
unbuttoning his pant. He is out of my reach so I sit and watch, amused
while slight turned on. Unzipping his pants, he drops them to the floor,
his boxers included. Like me, he too is getting turned on.

      Pulling the covers back, he slides on top of me, our bodies
connecting with warmth spreading to each other. The moonlight sneaks in to
shine light on my face as he caresses his fingers down my cheek and around
my lips. With his other hand he frizzles my hair. I move my hands down the
sheets to his lower body, caressing the skin that connects to me. His lips
move in close, me leaning up a little to attain the rim of his mouth.

      Still careful not to make too much noise, we both move our tongues
inside each other, muffling the moans that we both make. I move my hands to
our cocks, stroking them together in one fluid motion. Adding to the
motion, he starts to grind on me.

      I utter a small moan but with my mouth still being surveyed by his
tongue, it is dampened. Breaking off, we both utter a more audible moan
into each other's ears. I release the hold of our cocks and motion with his
body, the bed slightly creaking.

      Getting close to release, Kyle wraps his arms under me and me to
him. He nibbles on my lip a little and right before he cums, increases his
breathing into my ear. That inturn turns me on more, causing me to cum a
few seconds after he does. Hearing him reach his orgasm, the heavy drop off
of breathing around the lob of my ear, is the exact key to set me off.

      Dropping onto his side, he kisses me again, looking into my
eyes. "Don't go running off again, stay till I wake." I start to get up to
clean off but Kyle pulls me back down, "Leave it, I want to stick with you
tonight." He winks at me as I lie back down. Rolling onto his side, he
pulls me in close, spooning him. Had I been erect, I totally could have
gone up his ass. I wrap my arms around his chest, one under his neck the
other under his arm. He caresses my arm as we both start to nod off.

      *****

      The following morning, I wake up with him still next to me. I didn't
have to open my eyes to know he was there, the feel of warmth radiating to
me was enough to assure me he was still there. There is a knock at the door
waking him up. He looks over at Steven who is sitting at his desk, paying
no attention to us. "Steven, think you could get that, I am kind of being
held back."

      Steven looks over at me, looking at my arm holding Kyle close. "Sure,
but future note, keep it a little quieter next time." We both grin at him
as he smiles at us.

      "Sorry about that, I'll take the blame." I say opening my eyes
up. Resting my head over Kyle's I look down at him. The sun shines off his
face, a glow blowing through his blonde hair.

      Steven opens the door slightly, still keeping us out of the view of
whoever is at the door.

      "Hi, this is your monthly room check. I just wanted to make sure
everything is alright. Is Kyle in there?" A familiar voice converses with
Steven. Perking my ears up, I start to take more notice.

      "Umm... Well he is kind of," Steven looks back at the two of us,
still snuggled in bed. "preoccupied."

      "May I come in?" The voice starts to get more familiar. A slight
awkwardness is moving down my stomach.

      Kyle looks over at me, noticing my issue at hand. "Um actually, now
is not a good time."

      It was too late though, as the hand started to push open the door and
a body was attached to the hand. A female body. My sister's body being that
female body. Growing red faced really fast, all I can utter is a simple
"Hi?"

      Kyle moves on top of me, trying to cover my nudeness from her but it
only complicates the issue further when she sees that he is nude. Slightly
embarrassed as well, the only thing she can speak is "Well... Umm Chris,
aren't you missing classes at the moment?"