Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2012 22:26:00 +0000 From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com> Subject: Tommy and Tanner, Chapter 59 Tommy and Tanner Chapter 59 Warning: This story contains scenes of love and sexual interaction between males of similar age. If the reading or possessing this material is illegal in your country, state, province, county, municipality, etc., please leave this site immediately and do not proceed further. If you are under the legal age to read this, please do not do so. It is not my intention to offend anyone or to get you in trouble. The author retains the copyright, and any other rights, to this original story. You may not publish it or any part of it without explicit authorization from me. This is not my first attempt at writing fiction. My longer stories on Nifty include: "Always and Forever" (March 25, 2004), "Jacob and Jacques" (May 30, 2004), "Zeke" (August 29, 2005), "Tales from Bentonville" (November 16, 2008), and "Second Chance" (September 24, 2010) under "High School" and "Someone to Watch over Me" under "Beginnings" in the gay male section. There are a few short stories also: "Brad and Alan's Canoe Trip" (April 22, 2004 under "Camping", "Of Angels and Dragons" (November 8, 2008) under "Camping", "A Christmas Tale" (December 22, 2009) under "High School", "Brazil Affair" (October 1, 2010) under "Beginnings," "Seth's Gift" (October 10, 2010) under the Science Fiction/Fantasy category, and "A Technological Christmas" (December 23, 2011) under "Beginnings." I am listed on Nifty under the category of "Prolific Net Authors" which will make it easier for you to access earlier stories. Some of these stories are also posted at: www.storylover.us along with those of other writers that may interest you. My only reward for contributing to Nifty is your emails. Please write if you like the story. Please include the name of the story in the title of your email because my email service sometimes puts them in the "spam" file. Thanks and hugs to Tom and David (boxerdude) who edit for me so that there are fewer mistakes! They not only proof-read, but make other valuable suggestions. Finally, David has a new site that is hosting a number of authors. It's at: www.saberpeak.com. My first story, "Always and Forever," is posted there. David (dlee169@hotmail.com) ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tommy and Tanner, Chapter 59 By mutual agreement, Melody and Tim had decided to limit their lovemaking to once a week, Friday or Saturday nights, or special occasions when they really needed each other, whichever came first. They felt it would be neither practical nor prudent to expect to have sex more frequently even though they were adults living away from home. With their course-load and other activities, they had less time to even think about it, and their energy would find plenty of other outlets. Initially, Tim had been concerned that he'd be too horny to settle down enough to concentrate on learning unless he got off at least once a day, and both had agreed it would be okay if they masturbated on a regular basis to keep from being driven up a wall. That was deemed a necessary outlet, mostly for Tim's sake. Melody didn't think she'd be doing it all that often, but she knew her man's libido ran on high most of the time and he would need the release. She wasn't upset about how often he got off as long as some other girl wasn't providing for his needs. While Tim had been "taking himself in hand" sometimes, he hadn't felt the urge as strongly as he'd anticipated. He had been having some awesome erotic dreams that seemed to provide respite, but he'd found only traces of ejaculate on his sheets in the morning. He hoped that he hadn't reached his sexual peak at 18 and was now experiencing a decline in his production of jizz! ---------- "Perhaps it's not stress, but the work of a succubus," Melody grinned when he confided in her about his concerns. "That's something from the middle ages, isn't it? I've heard the terms incubus and succubus, but I'm not really clear on what they are," Tim replied. "A succubus is a female demon and an incubus is her male counterpart. They come to humans by night to have sexual intercourse with them. The females have been known to take a man's sperm and give it to an incubus who uses it when he mates with a woman, since he is evidently sterile. This story was used to explain why offspring were deformed in some way or other. In my medieval studies class, I learned that the tradition goes back a long way. It was thought by some that Lilith was Adam's first wife and that she left Eden and became a succubus." "So, your theory is that my dreams have a basis in reality and that a female demon is draining me at night," Tim laughed. "With a label like succubus, it sounds like she'd be giving me head." "Well, it could be an incubus sucking you and getting your, uh, cream first-hand I suppose. If you're really freaked out about the amount of sperm you produce, you could go to the campus health clinic and get checked out." "I don't think I'll rush into that! Imagine what a laugh it would give the doctor. Maybe I just need more rest and less stress." "Since Chas and Mindy are going home this weekend, maybe I could accomplish two things at once - relieve your stress and keep the succubus away for a couple of nights," Melody grinned. "Sounds like a plan to me." Tim returned her smile. "I'm into multitasking! We won't have a lot of opportunity when we go home for Thanksgiving, so it would be good to take advantage of this weekend." ---------- They decided to sleep in Tim's room because the guys who lived on the other side of the shared bathroom had taken off on Wednesday to spend several days in a timeshare in Reno, owned by one set of grandparents. Tim couldn't imagine how they could keep up their studies while playing hooky that long, but it wasn't his problem, and Melody would be more relaxed knowing that someone other than Tim wouldn't be in the bathroom when she needed to use it. The best part was that Chas suggested they switch rooms on Thursday night so that both couples could enjoy a night together. Chas and Mindy wouldn't likely get any quality time on the weekend and this would help make up for it. Tim and Melody both had tests on Friday, so they shared the room like an old married couple, deferring their coupling until that next evening. It was great being able to cuddle without feeling pressured to have a "quickie" in case there wouldn't be an opportunity in the near future. They slept part of the night on one twin bed, with the other pushed up against it to prevent Tim from landing on the floor when he turned over. But sometime in the night, Tim had rolled over onto Chas's bed anyway. He'd had an erotic dream in the night, but with no emission. He grinned at the fanciful notion that Melody's presence had warded off the succubus. He was, however, really horny and his dick barely deflated to half-mast in the morning despite ending his shower with cool water. When classes were finished on Friday afternoon, the two lovers went back to his room for a short nap in separate beds. They awakened about 20 minutes later, both displaying expectant grins. They showered separately so that they wouldn't end up fooling around and getting Tim so aroused that he'd cum too quickly when they got to bed. When Tim came back into his room, Melody was lying there with just a sheet to cover her nakedness. He hadn't bothered to wrap a towel around his waist as he proudly moved in her direction, his erection pointing the way. He did his best to follow the Internet advice about an extended period of foreplay, but he cut to the chase when Melody said she wanted to get laid NOW! Tim teasingly called her a hot, "loose" woman and she responded that she was certainly hot and loose enough to take his big cock. After applying a little more lube on that part of his anatomy, he slowly entered to the hilt. "Damn, I forgot the condom," he said. "Well, I am on the pill..." "I have to be responsible," he grimaced as he pulled out, tore open the foil wrapper, and rolled the rubber over his throbbing phallus and applied more lube. "You know we aren't ready for a little surprise, much as I love kids." Tim felt hornier than he had in weeks. His efforts to hold back lasted only until Melody began to gasp and moan. Then he let loose with a torrential blast that seemed endless, at least for several seconds. He was still thrusting and crying out after he'd spent his load. The afterglow was tender and really satisfying; again it probably had a lot to do with knowing they weren't on a schedule with time restraints. When he eventually slipped out of the "raincoat," he held it up to the light of the window. They both marveled at the volume he'd produced. "So, are you still concerned about fertility issues?" Melody joked. "Um, not exactly." "I dub you Father Abraham, because many nations could emerge from your loins," she teased. "You must have banished the dreaded succubus," he teased back. "I hope she never returns." They cleaned up and walked down to the cafeteria for dinner. After they'd eaten, they went to the coed steam room at the recreation facility and relaxed. Well, mostly, they relaxed. During the time they had the place to themselves they made out, and stimulation of her leg resting against his prevented part of his anatomy from staying relaxed. They took quick showers and headed back to the dorm. ---------- When Chas came back to their room on Sunday night, Melody was just leaving. He grinned at Tim and her and they grinned back. No words needed to be spoken, but Melody kissed him on the cheek and thanked him for the use of his half of the room. "You must have had a great time," Chas said after she'd left. "You both look very satisfied." "It was great; I was beginning to think I was losing it. I've not had overwhelming urges lately, but this weekend was really different. Melody's been joking about me being visited by a succubus in the night because I feel drained some mornings." Chas got a strange look on his face and Tim wondered what he was going to say. "This is really odd, because I've felt that way too." "Wow, you don't think this dorm is haunted or something?" Tim joked. "No, but I wonder... Uh, you didn't feel like that staying in here with Melody, right?" "Definitely not! I was up for it whenever we wanted it and I came buckets." "Okay, what was different?" "Well, you were gone, but I don't believe you've been getting me off in the middle of the night." "Thanks for the vote of confidence; you know I did that occasionally when we were young." "Yeah, but that's different because we did it to each other," Tim grinned. "Okay, who else was gone, Dr. Watson?" Chas said, stroking his chin. "Uh, the guys on the other side of the bathroom. I guess they usually do have access to our room because we never lock the door from this side. You don't think that's a possibility..." "It's a good possibility unless we're both sleepwalking, and sleep-wanking each other." "How do you propose to test your theory, Mr. Holmes?" "I think I can rig up a motion detector to activate a video camera that would feed into one of our laptops. In fact, I'll use both laptops and set up cameras from two angles to get better coverage and I'll put a light on a delay switch to come up slowly after a couple of minutes. Since we both sleep rather soundly, and neither of us gets up to pee before morning, we won't make it go off accidentally. However, if someone else comes in, they'll be caught. We can't very well accuse anyone or even insinuate if we don't have any evidence." "That's a brilliant idea! How soon can we do it?" "I think I can get the supplies and put it together by tomorrow night, before our suitemates get back." "Great!" ---------- The boys had the cameras discreetly hidden and Chas was working on programming his laptop when there was a knock on their door from the bathroom. "Hi guys, did you miss us?" Mitch and Keith asked. "Yeah, it's been awfully quiet," Tim grinned. "I'll bet it wasn't on the weekend when Chas was gone. I'll bet you and Melody fucked like rabbits." Mitch teased. "Ah, what happens in 641 stays in 641," Tim countered. "Oh, you're always so proper. Why don't you spill some of the hot tidbits?" "You know I don't operate that way. You'll have to watch some porn on your computer or something if you want lurid details." "Too bad," Keith sighed. "It could be jack-off material. Well, we need to hit the sack. I think I have an early class on Tuesdays." After they'd left, Chas and Tim looked at each other and shook their heads. "He THINKS he has an early class tomorrow? Wow, how can they survive academically if they're that casual?" Chas asked. "Beats the hell outta me!" Tim responded. ---------- For the next several nights, neither Tim nor Chas had any erotic dreams that they could remember, and neither felt drained. They decided that their theory was probably just that - a theory with nothing to back it up. About 3:00 on Friday morning as Tim was having a hot dream, the light came up to full power and there was the sound of someone scrambling out of the room. Forgetting that he was naked, Tim followed the figure out into the hall and to the corner. He got there too late to see if the person had gone into a room or down the stairwell, so he went back. "Well, did you get a picture? Who was it?" he asked of Chas. "You're not gonna believe it. It's our friendly local RA. The whole video is amazingly good for the amount of ambient illumination and really sharp when the light powered up. You can see his face clearly just as he pulled his mouth off of your dick!" "Bob? I know he's gay and on the LGBT board, but this is weird. Shall we go bang on his door or wait until morning?" "I vote we scare the shit outta him by making a couple of copies of the video and dropping one in his mailbox down at the desk. Then we wait to see what he does." Chas suggested. "Maybe I'd better approach him first and let him know we won't broadcast the video. Remember that poor student who `entertained' a male friend in his room and his roommate secretly recorded it and showed it around? I don't want Bob to panic and kill himself or something. I'd blame myself forever if he did." "Good thinking, Tim. You have a good heart as well as a brilliant mind." "You're the one with the brilliant mind. You put this all together like someone in a spy movie. I'm betting you'll be the best electrical engineer this place ever produces!" "Nah, any smart junior high kid could do it," Chas blushed. "Well if you decide to change majors, you could go into filmmaking! Come on Sherlock, let's get back to bed and catch a few Z's before the alarm goes off." ---------- Between dragging their tired butts out of bed to get ready for classes and making a couple of copies of the video, the boys were slightly late in meeting their girlfriends for breakfast. They didn't explain other than to say they'd been awakened by a commotion in the night and had lost sleep. Over their meal, they talked about the usual school things and then hurried off in four directions to their classes. During his free period, Tim found Bob at the desk in the lobby. "Can we go up to your room and talk a minute?" he asked. "Uh, I have some paper work to do for student housing," Bob said trying to find an excuse to put off the confrontation he feared was coming. "I'm sure that can wait if you have a resident on your floor who has a particularly pressing problem," Tim said firmly. "Uh, yes, of course, students come first," Bob agreed nervously. When they got to the room, Tim pulled his laptop out of his backpack and played the disc without saying anything. Bob put his head in his hands and began to cry. "I'm really sorry. What are you going to do?" he sobbed. "I'll bet if I put this on YouTube it would go viral until the censors took it down, but I'm not going to do that. I don't want you to be humiliated and get depressed." "Thanks! I'll do whatever you want me to do. I mean anything. I'll be your slave!" "How many others have you been playing with in their sleep?" "Just you and Chas." "Will you swear it on a bible?" "Yes," Bob promised, pointing to an old battered copy on his desk. "Okay, what do YOU think we should do about this?" Tim asked. "How do you plan to square things with us?" "Like I said, I'll do whatever you want. I'll do your laundry if you want. I'll let you guys, uh, use me when you want. I'll do anything. I can't get kicked out and lose my scholarship!" "Bob, you're a good looking guy and a nice guy, but I'm not going to blackmail you for sexual favors. I want you to give me your word that this will stop, and I want you to get some kind of treatment. You can't go around taking advantage of other guys in their sleep. It's not right! With your looks, you can doubtless get all the cock you want without resorting to that." "Okay, I'll see the school psychiatrist. What else?" "I just wanna know why, why us?" Tim answered. "The two of you hang around in your room naked or nearly naked most of the time and you're both really hot. How was I supposed to resist?" "We're just college freshmen. Chas is even kinda geeky sometimes, but he's my bud." "That's what turns me on about him. He looks like a studious type and you look like a jock. Both of you are hot in different ways." "I'll make you a deal, Bob, if Chas agrees," Tim said. "We have several copies of this little video and we'll put them in several safe places. We'll keep our mouths shut if you keep your mouth off of our cocks. Does that work for you?" "Um, yes Sir! Thank you Sir," Bob agreed. "I'll do whatever you want. Please don't expose me. I know how to give a great massage with a really happy ending." "You're not getting the point," Tim said in exasperation. "We have girlfriends for intimate things like that. We're straight and we aren't interested in guys. We don't hate gays, but we aren't turned on by them either. And please stop groveling; it's not becoming of you!" "Damn, you can't blame a guy for trying." Bob sighed. "I really appreciate your kindness. I promise I'll get help." "You'd better follow through or I will be taking this disc to the dean. I don't want to be responsible for letting someone off too easily and have them turn out to be a molester." ---------- When Chas and Tim discussed the arrangement later, Chas agreed that Tim had handled the situation well and that he'd go along with it. He added that he thought one of them should go to the first session Bob had with the psychiatrist to make sure he told the whole story. Tim complimented him on his foresight. "Do we tell the girls," Chas asked. "I haven't said anything to Mindy about any problem, so I don't feel it would be like not communicating. I love her, but I'm afraid she couldn't keep it a secret." "I know that Melody can keep a secret, and I'll probably tell her so that she will understand why my performance was rather more than I expected last weekend, but since you don't need to do the same, I think that would be as far as it has to go." "That makes sense to me," Chas agreed. "Are you all packed to go home on Friday?" "Just about. It will be great to see everyone again, especially my baby sister." ---------- Chris and Drake were having a great first term so far. They both had secured part-time jobs in the computer lab to supplement their income. Everything they earned that they didn't need for living expenses was going into their joint bank account to use for the next semester. On top of that, they had received some positive news about scholarships and aid money from a national LGBT organization. Their short video explaining their plight had gone viral on YouTube, bringing in many offers of help. It was heartwarming for them when they found out that money was coming from a variety of age groups and orientations. Some of the donations were small, but from the heart, like the biblical "widow's mite." It made them feel that they were not alone. Another positive part of college life was that their love life was flourishing in the absence of the problems of schedules and logistics they'd had when living at home. It wasn't that they had sex every night, but it was awesome knowing that they could if they were so inclined. They did get off frequently enough that a succubus would have been pretty well out of luck if she stumbled into their room. They too were looking forward to the break and were happy that they had a place to call home, even if it wasn't their original one. In the midst of packing, Chris got a text message from his brother, Jake. He was full of news from the home front. He was excited to be able to see Chris and said he'd give all of the gory details later, but the gist of his account was that their mother had gone off and moved in with another guy she'd met in a bar shortly after she'd been served divorce paper by their dad's lawyer. Jake and his dad would probably be moving into an apartment together when the house got sold. The fact that their mother had run off with another guy would help to keep their father from being taken to the cleaners in the settlement and would also allow him full custody of Jake. It seemed that she didn't care enough to fight to have joint custody, which made Jake a little sad in a way. But it was all for the best, considering how she'd turned against Chris. He had another bit of gossip that he thought Drake should hear. Drake's sister, Cathy had taken a joy ride in her new car before it was properly insured and had wrapped it around a tree. Since they'd carried only liability on the old one, there was no collision insurance in force. That meant no reimbursement. She was not only stuck without the new one, but her old one had been traded in so she was entirely without transportation for the time being. Drake did find that an interesting bit of news. "Serve's the bitch right!" he laughed. "There is a God! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's notes: Thanks to all who emailed this week: Walter Sz, Jim C, Rutabaga, Bill T, Walt S, Steffan F, Ott H, Danny A, Bill K, Trish R, Roger L, Pete B, Barry B, JM, Tim K, Paul R, Daniel L, Jason E, David R, Anthony B, Paul F, Jim W, and Charles R (re: Zeke). If I omitted anyone, it wasn't intentional. As you can see, several new people have contacted me recently. Thanks to all, old and new! I hope you didn't mind a little detour to the university to catch up on what's going on with them. David