Date: Sun, 22 Jan 2012 00:54:56 -0500
From: "Ike Rose, Author" <ike-rose@ikerose.com>
Subject: Chapter 19 - "The Glory Hole Sagas"

THE GLORY HOLE SAGAS
Chapter Nineteen

 Waking Up In Gus's Arms
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CHAPTER 19

I was grinning widely as I woke up a few hours later to daylight. Even
after our epic rounds of sex the night before, as well as our adventures
with my odd former slave, Cum-dump, who turned out to be Gus's
half-brother, Pete, resulting in a repair of their estranged relationship,
Gus was obviously already horny, since his lips were wrapped around my
rapidly growing erection as a well greased finger eased into my ass. My
eyes still partially closed, I luxuriated in his massage of my assnut. I
was really learning to love something in my ass. "Another finger, please."
I moaned.

He chuckled as he complied and I wriggled my butt to get him in deeper. I
thought about how much I liked this man: not just having sex with him, but
spending time with him. He had been gentle, generous and kind to Pete, who
had acted like a real asshole towards him; he treated his oldest son with
respect, like the adult he was, and mentioned refusing to be a hypocrite
about sex with his eighteen year old twins, having conceived the older son
in high school. I knew that his son truly respected and loved him. I
tightened my sphincter around his invading fingers with a sigh.

"Ready for a third?" He whispered.

Add the fact that he was gentle and patient as a lover to my list! "Yes." I
breathed. I half expected some pain when he inserted a third finger, but
all I felt was filled. I was about to tell him to replace his fingers with
his cock in my virgin ass when I remembered two things: that I still had a
date with Dan Taylor, who I had promised a chance to convince me of his
qualifications to be the man to take my cherry, and that I wasn't sure if
Gus and I were looking for the same things in a relationship. The man who
took my virginity would be my first boyfriend, hut would have to be
tolerant of my continued experimentation with men as well as my dating
women as I resolved my confusion about my sexuality. He'd own my heart, but
not my body.

And I knew that if I hurt Gus, his son's would hunt me down and castrate
me.

I opened my eyes to find Gus' beautiful erection, drooling pre-cum in front
of my nose. Before I took it in my mouth, he hand a tube of lube to me. He
groaned in pleasure as my fingers wiggled his magic button and my nose hit
his balls.

We both jumped, and he bit me slightly when there was a loud, odd thump on
the door. His eldest son, Andy, called out: "Sorry, Dad and Ike. We're
having a game of catch while the coffee brews. Buddy loves your car, Ike,
so expect a lot of questions."

I looked down at Gus. "I don't think I can relax now, Gus." I whispered.

He moved around to cuddle, grinning at me, "I think we should take a
shower, Ike." He whispered. "I have an extra large stall shower right
through that door."

I grinned back. "Oh, let's get dirty and clean at the same time!" The ball
thumped against the door again.

****

The bathroom was modern and large. The stall was wide, with a tiled bench
along the back wall and shower heads on both side walls, The wide door had
a glass door. There was also a very large tub set in the floor, with steps
leading down into it. "It's a whirlpool." Gus informed me, pointing to the
tub. "I've always love them, so when I added the bathroom and bedroom to
the house, I put one in. Having the bathroom at the end of the house gives
me extra privacy, too. Notice that we can't hear the ball on the door
anymore." We giggled.

"I'm looking forward to using it with you," I said, pulling his naked body
into my arms for a kiss.

We moved to the shower after he set the spray at a comfortable
temperature. I sat on the bench, pulling Gus to me to swallow his cock to
the root as I massaged his muscular ass-cheeks. I put his hands on my head
l to let him know I wanted him to really plow my face, and with a sigh, he
took over. He obviously loved it when I took him deep in my throat. "Play
with my nuts, handsome. Get my spooge flowing. I wanna feed you my load of
spooge, baby." I massaged his hairy balls as he fucked my face. I even
found his constant use of "spooge" endearing. "Pull on them, baby! Oh,
fuck, yeah, that feels so great! Harder!"

As I tugged on them, I felt them pulling up to prepare to unload in my
sucking mouth, so adding more sucking, I pulled back to take the head in my
mouth, licking it all over. With a load moan, Gus pumped a big, hot, tasty
load into my mouth. He wrapped his hands around my head to ease his
softening cock back down my throat.

Stepping into the water stream, Gus pulled me to my feet, wrapping me in
his arms as we shared his load in a kiss. "Take that bar of soap and lather
up my asshole for your big cock. I want it in me." He bent over to grab a
metal bar I hadn't noticed on the side wall, wiggling his beautiful butt at
me. Deciding to up the ante, I washed his ass, then rinsed him. I knelt,
kissing his ass crack. "Oh, yeah. I love when a guy who needs a shave and
has a `stache eats my ass, stud." He groaned as my tongue dug in deeper,
and I went to town driving us both nuts. I could feel him pulling on a new
erection.

He panted, "Ike, fuck me good and hard! Ram it in me now!" I stood up to
run my drooling cockhead over his wet ass-lips, but Gus was too eager. He
snapped his strong hips back, giving a low groan as my whole cock sank to
the balls down his hungry hole. We both gave a shout as my balls slapped
his on the second thrust, his ass clutching at my cock. "Harder! Faster!
Make me shoot my spooge again, baby!"

I reached around, pulling on his nipples, which made his ass tighten as I
pounded into him, making us both pant. "Take my load, handsome!" I screamed
as my balls unloaded deep in him. I knelt on the floor as I twirled him
around, getting my lips around his cockhead just as it began to spew
another load.

We soaped up and rinsed, drying each other with big towels as we kissed,
then got dressed. Gus gave me a clean t-shirt to wear as that ball whapped
on the door again, reminding me that it was time to meet his other two
sons. Lighting a cigarette, I opened the door. I got quite a surprise.

****

There were two teenagers standing at the far end of the room who did not
look like twins, but the third guy, standing in front of the door, had
bright red hair. After he caught the football they were using to play
catch, he turned. It was my gay teammate Ricky Shaw. He smiled at me, then
looked at Gus with a pleading look. "Hi, there, Mr. Williams, Ike. I was
studying with Andy last night and ended up having a few beers, so I spent
the night in his room." I looked at Gus; we knew this was a lie, since
Andy, who claimed to be straight, had left for the t-room to get a blow job
before we went there to meet Cum-dump.

Gus nodded at the redhead, then held out a hand. "It's good to see you,
Ricky. Where's Andy?"  They shook hands, then Ricky shook my hand as Gus's
arm went around my shoulder.

"He's in the kitchen, making pancakes. He asked me to ask you to see him
when you came out."

"I want to introduce you to my other boys, Ike." I focused on them for the
first time. One was shorter and well built, while the taller one was more
lithe, like a gymnast. Both boys had auburn hair, with reddish highlights
in the morning sun coming through the window. Both boys were wearing just
briefs. The short one was obviously hung like his dad and Andy, while the
tall one's crotch didn't have an obvious mound. The tall one already had a
decent chest of hair, while the burly one was almost hairless, with just a
ring of fur around each nipple. The tall one was a young version of his
father, stunningly handsome, while the short one was still handsome, but
not quite as eye-catching.

The tall one broke into a grin, then strode across the room, his hand
out. "I'm Buddy, and I love that old car of yours. Are you thinking of
restoring it?" He seemed like an over-friendly puppy. I decided to let him
win the handshake battle, and his grin widened.

"My baby runs like a dream, and I've been gathering some volunteers to
finally finish her body. Your dad told me that you might me interested."

"Fuck, yes. I'm not the brightest student, but I can fix anything." Buddy
boast. "What kind of engine does it have?"

I chuckled, happy to meet another enthusiast. "We'll talk later." His twin
was sort of glaring at me, so I walked over to him. "So that means that
you're Bart. It's a pleasure to meet you."

He looked me over, then gave me a tight smile. "Andy said you're on the
fencing team."

"I just joined. Ricky is helping to train me."

"I'm learning to fence, too. Epee."

"My weapon, and I just learned to fence this year, so I'd love to practice
with you." I held out a hand.

As he grasped it, he looked me in the eye. The little fucker had realized
that I'd let his twin win the handshake game, and he was challenging me to
treat him as an adult. So I did. He had quite a grip on him, and I almost
gave up when he whispered, "Uncle," finally giving me an honest smile.

I clasped his shoulder with my other hand as I smiled back. "Ten seconds
more, and I would have given up, Bart." He nodded back.

Gus had been observing my interaction with his twins, and I realized how
nervous he'd been when he let out a long breath. "Excuse me." Gus said, as
he left the room.

Buddy lit a cigarette as we sat down to chat. Bart grinned at his twin's
excitement at my car, so I explained the history of the car, and why I'd
never finished it's restoration. It was Bart who responded. "That fucking
sucks. I don't know how I'd handle loosing my dad at that age. He's like,
my second best friend." He looked at Buddy, who grinned widely back at him.

"My dad was my best friend, but my folks were pretty old when I was born,
so I'd always been aware that I might loose them. Ironically, my mom was
always the sick one, but I still have her. She's frail, but living at home
with our housekeeper. I`m an only child." I looked at the twins. "Can I ask
you guys a personal question?" Bart nodded, then Buddy gave a quick
nod. "How do you guys feel about me dating your dad?"

Bart said "We knew that dad was gay before we knew the word. He's always
had boyfriends until last year, and he's been lonely. I have to admit that
I was a bit surprised that you're Andy's age.."

"Actually, Andy is older than me."

He shrugged. "If you were a woman your age, and my dad was straight, would
anyone think it was odd that he was dating you? You must know that a
college gym teacher ain't rich, so it's not like you're a gold-digger. Dad
grins when he looks at you, and I liked seeing him happy. Andy said the
same thing this morning."

Gus returned to the room, kissing his sons. "Why don't you guys go up and
get dressed for school? Breakfast will be ready in about ten minutes." They
clambered up the stairs, Buddy yammering about my car. "Well, that was fast
thinking, Ricky. Fortunately, we know each other already, and you know I`m
gay, so we could act casual. Andy explained most of it to me, but to be
honest, I didn't want to know the details."

I laughed, "Then leave the room, old man, because I do want to know all the
details. How did your basically straight son end up with my gay teammate in
the house this morning? I can assume it was in his bed?"

Gus sighed. "I think I can tolerate hearing it better from Ricky than
Andy."

"How about from me?" Bart said from the stairs. "Ike, Ricky, my career goal
is to be a police detective, so I've been training myself to be
observant. Obvious lie number one: Andy knew that Ike was here and had met
him and spoken to him, but you guys didn't know that Ricky was
here. Therefore, Andy had been here, but left the house after you guys went
to bed and returned with Ricky."

I laughed. "Close, but go on." He came down the stars and sat next to
me. He took a cigarette from me and lit it.

"Andy has had a few buddies crash here before, but they usually use one of
the couches. The few times one ended up sharing his bed, they wore their
shorts. When Buddy and I came home this morning, the two of them were butt
naked, sleeping with their arms around each other. There was an open jar of
Vaseline on the nightstand, and both their dicks were glistening." He
blushed. "Ricky shifted, and some white liquid oozed from his ass. So
they'd been fucking. But Ricky's dick was also greased, and Andy was
walking... well, gingerly when he first got up, so they'd fucked each
other." He grinned at Ricky. "How am I doing?"

Andy's amused voice sounded from the door. "Batting .1000, punk. Does Buddy
know?"

"You know how Buddy`s oblivious to most things. All he has eyes for right
now is Ike's car. You two could have been going at it, and he wouldn't have
noticed. I'm only mildly surprised."

"Why only mildly?"

He took a nervous drag on the cigarette, then looked in his brother`s
eye. "Hey, dad is gay, and... so am I. At least, I think I am. I've tried
both, girls and guys, and preferred the guys, but the guys were... I guess
that they were the wrong guys. I fucked their asses and let them suck me,
but I only sucked two of them in return. One of the guys I fucked called me
'trade`, then explained the term." He shrugged. "The one guy in school I
have a crush on has a pregnant girlfriend, so I wouldn't do anything with
him even if he was willing. I want the first guy I really have sex with the
be someone special."

Gus had noticed how his son was avoiding eye contact. He opened his mouth,
but I shook my head, nodding to Andy, who picked up the byplay between us
and said: "You sound like me, punk. Until last night, I'd only sucked a few
guys who were really nice back after they'd done me. One of them had been
Ricky. I met him last night, and we ended up making out, and before I knew
it, I'd invited him home." He shrugged with a smirk. "By the time we were
naked, I was begging him to do it to me."

Bart nodded. "So last night was the first time you...?"Andy grinned,
elaborately grimacing as he rubbed his butt. "So I'm not so odd to want the
first time to be with someone special?"

Gus and I laughed. Before the kid could get angry, I squeezed his
knee. "Not at all, Bart. I only realized that I'm bisexual recently. The
first man I spent the night in bed with was a man I had a crush on, and he
gave me a piece of advice: save my anal virginity for a special man, since
it only happened once. So I decide to start a hunt for a boyfriend, a
special man who I'd ask to do the honors."

Bart's eyes narrowed as he smashed out the cigarette. "You're bi?" I
nodded. "So you're gonna dump dad after he's fallen for you for some girl?"

Gus spoke up. "I haven't fallen for Ike yet, Bart. I knew from the start
that he was bi, and that he's dating a couple of other men in his quest. I
liked him enough to want to be one of the candidates for his first
boyfriend."

Bart was still stiff. I patted his knee. "Last evening, I realized that if
I was bisexual, I definitely lean towards men."

He relaxed a little. "How did you realize that?"

"When I was trying to get into my car to go meet your dad for our date, I
was so nervous that I kept dropping the keys. I realized that I'd never
been that nervous on a date with a girl who I`d never fucked, and I already
knew I was spending the night here. I was nervous because for the first
time, I really wanted my date to like me. Not like me enough to spread her
legs, but like me as a person."

Bart put his arm around my shoulder and squeezed. "I'm sorry I got angry,
Ike. It was really none of my fucking business."

I hugged him back. "Hey, pal. I like that you and Andy are so protective of
your dad. Gus is a special man, and deserves a lot of love. Maybe from me,
maybe from another man. But he's the kind of man who is easy to fall in
love with. I know, I'm pretty close to being in love with him after one
date." Gus gazed at me in wonder, a silly grin on his face. "Now, go get
dressed for school before Buddy comes looking for you."

"Nah. While I shower before going to bed, he's a morning shower guy, so
he's pounding his pud in there right now, imagining working on your car."
We all laughed as he stood up. "Or fucking his girlfriend in your car. His
two interests in life are cars and sex."

"It's a great car for sex. If you ever want to borrow it..."

He stood at the foot of the stairs. "I can bring anyone I want home, now
that dad knows about me and guys, so I can stop being embarrassed." He
shrugged. "Now I just have to find a guy." He ran up the stair.

Gus moved over next to me, kissing me. "So, you're falling for me?"

"How can I resist you? Even though I keep up finding myself in the oddest
conversations around you, I still love being around you." I teased. "But
right now, I'll trade you in for a cup of coffee." Hearing the sound of
Buddy's shoes on the stairs, the four of us laughed as we retreated to the
kitchen.

****

Andy had already made a big stack of pancakes, as well as about three
pounds of crispy bacon. We sat at a big table, settling down to the serious
job of stuffing our faces. Bart joined us in a few minutes, stopping to
pour some more batter on the griddle as he entered the room.

When we were done, the boys loaded the dishwasher as Gus went through the
ritual of cleaning and stuffing a pipe. "Gus, I decided last night while we
were chatting with Pete that I was going to ask you to teach me to smoke a
pipe. My dad was a pipe smoker, and I have ton of his pipes at home."

Andy looked over. "You guys saw Pete last night?"

"It's a long story, and I'll tell you about it while I drive you back to
campus."

Buddy asked, "Who's Pete?"

Gus answered, his voice gentle and patient. "Do you remember how I told you
how I have a lot of brother's and sisters with the same father but
different mothers?" The kid nodded. "Pete and his brother Ralph are two of
them, and they're students at the college, so Andy met them by
accident. Pete and I had a fight a long time ago, but last night we made
up. In fact, since you don't want to come to New York to see that play
staring my sister Willa, the one who you met once, I invited Pete to come
with us instead, to get to know Bart and Andy better."

Buddy pouted like a kid. "But then I won't meet him."

"I'll introduce you before we leave, and now that we're friends again, I
promise you that your Uncle Pete and Uncle Ralph will be guest here. He's a
football player." Buddy grinned. "I'll go get some stuff for Ike's pipe
lesson."

"Me, too, dad." Andy said. "I've always wanted to try." The twins agreed.

Gus saw the confused look on my face, so he said, "Come give me a hand,
Ike." As he gathered some stuff, he said to me, "I guess you're wondering
about Buddy."

"Yes. He seems bright enough, and as friendly as a puppy, but he didn't
pick up that I wanted to change subject, and acted so childish about
Pete. Is there something wrong with him?"

He sighed. "Can I explain later? It's sort of complicated and rare." I
nodded as we returned to the kitchen.

We spent a pleasant ten minutes learning to clean pipes, fill them, and
light them. We laughed as Gus presented Sherlock Holmes pipe to Bart, the
future detective. Even Ricky joined in. I noticed that Buddy sat there
puffing on his pipe, cleaning all the other pipes that Gus had brought in,
even ones that were brand new, and then began to clean them over again
before Bart gently stopped him.

Looking at the clock, Gus told the twins that it was time to leave for
school. Both boys shook my hand, then Ricky's. then kissed their father and
brother before they left.

After we refilled our pipes and coffee cups, Gus said, "Ricky knows this
already, Ike. Buddy has always been a little odd, having repetitive
behavior; getting very focused on certain tasks while ignoring others; and
having trouble with social cues. Five years ago, a doctor suggested that I
take him to a specialist in New York. That was when I introduced him to
Willa; we stayed with her. He has a rare disorder called Asperser's. No
known reason, and no cure, but the specialist said he has what appears to
be a mild form, perhaps because Bart had always been there to supply
support and direction. He's not retarded, just easily distracted by his
obsessions, and fortunately his main obsession is automotive repairs, so
he`ll be able to support himself if he has a supportive wife to take care
of finances. His girlfriend actually asked me about his condition after
their first date, and is willing to remain involved with him, so I like
her. I also feel sorry for her, since she comes from a really fucked up
family. I actually invited her to move in with Buddy, but she turned me
down. She plans on going to college, and told me that getting married at
eighteen was a formula for an early pregnancy, which would end her dreams."

I just stared at the man. He'd had such a difficult life, but managed to be
so pleasant and upbeat. He was loving and supportive. Yes, he was an easy
man to love, even with all the drama that surrounded him.

Andy commented, "I had a long talk with her a few weeks ago, dad."

"Oh? Why would you do that?"

"I wasn't sure that she knew that Buddy was balling other girls. I swear
that the boy is the most typical Williams of us all; I doubt that he
understands the concept of fidelity at all."

Gus looked angry. "What did she say? Is she dumping him? She should, you
know."

Andy shook his head. "No, she's in love with him, and he's honestly told
her about the other girls. She has him trained to be obsessive about using
rubbers, and is sure that he adores her, so she's willing to allow him his
freedom to roam. She's a Williams bastard, too, so she understands these
things. She told me that once they're married, she would even tolerate a
few extra kids, although she would try to get custody."

Gus exploded. "That foolish child. She should clamp down on Buddy. She
can't be so trustful of a Williams man - of any man! If she really loves
the boy and wants to be with him for the rest of her life, she shouldn't be
so trustful. She needs to establish boundaries with Buddy!"

Andy shrugged, then finished his coffee. I sat in shock. Maybe Gus wasn't
quite the ideal man I thought he was. Unlike most Williams men, Gus seemed
to be dedicated to monogamy, the one thing that would disqualify him as my
boyfriend. Ricky, Andy and I had to get ready to go back to campus, since I
needed to get my books for class and change my jeans. I hugged and kissed
Gus goodbye with passion, wondering when we'd have the time to have a
serious discussion about our possible future.

With a heavy heart, I lead the others to my car.

****

When we go in my car, I was desperate to change the subject. Although we're
three large men, the old car is large enough that we could sit in the front
set, if slightly snuggly. "Ricky, have you told Andy about my bet with Neil
Brenner yet?"

Andy laughed. "Yes, he did. I think that the Coach is in for a rough
night."

"I suspect that he'll love it. When I met him at The Rusty Spike, he was
taking any stud up his ass, so a gang bang of horny jocks should make him a
very happy man."

"How did you two meet Pete last night? I thought you had a date with that
slave of yours, Cum-dump?"

"It turns out that my ex-slave Cum-dump is your Uncle Pete, so you must
have been right about seeing us talking on campus. I could have sworn no
one was around."

"I was sitting in the window of my dorm room studying, and happened to look
out. I'm on the second floor, so I saw the two of you clearly, but couldn't
hear you."

"You live in the same dorm as Pete and Ralph?" He nodded. "I do, too! When
my roommate from last year decided to drop out, they offered me a room in
the upper-class men`s dorm with Matt Slater."

"From the swim team? The one Ralph is dating?" I nodded. "Small world. I
guess we just never met because I rarely use the elevator."

We all laughed. I cleared my throat, then said in a humorous voice, "OK,
spill it. How did you go from being basically straight to having the
Blazing Gay Blade here pounding your ass raw?"

"Well, after our talk, I headed over to the t-room. The place was jumping:
all the stalls were occupied, and a dozen guys were lined up to fuck this
crazy construction worker slut. Ricky was leaning against the wall, looking
bored out of his mind until he saw me, then his eyes lit up and he
grinned. Like I told Bart, Ricky is one of the guys who I'll give blow jobs
in return, and we've always been pretty good buddies. I walked up to him,
and without thinking, grabbed him in my arms and kissed him. Pretty soon we
were making out like crazy, and then..."

Ricky laughed, "And then the inexperienced Mr. Williams here tried to grope
me. He almost crushed my balls, since I'm free-balling. I literally fell to
my knees with a gasp, and he was so sweetly apologetic. He invited me
home. It's a nice, long walk from the campus, so we had time to talk. He
told me about the conversation he'd had with you and his father, not
realizing that I knew you from the team and knew you had a date with Gus. I
filled in a few blanks, then Andy confessed his sexual confusion as well as
his desire to really experience sex with another man."

"I even told him that he was the very person I would have picked, since I
like him so much and enjoyed our sexplay the few times we've done
something. We stripped, and after kissing some more while jacking on each
other, Ricky asked me to get some grease to fuck him for the first time
together. As I got it, I decided that I wanted Ricky in my ass first. He
was so patient; eating me beautifully, which was also a first, and soon I
was begging for him to get in me. Other than a second of pain at first
because I pushed back nervously, it was marvelous. We fucked each other
three times before passing out."

I laughed. "I had a feeling it was a few times, since the boy detective
could see spooge drooling from Ricky's ass." Andy gave a rich
laugh. "What?"

"My dad is the only man I've ever met who uses that word - spooge."

We had arrived back at campus without my getting questioned about my
relationship with Gus. We all trooped into a tobacconist's shop across the
street to buy tobacco, pipe cleaners and other paraphernalia. I even bought
a second pipe, with a fairly large pottery bowl carved like Shakespeare's
head. I couldn't smoke a pipe in class, but I intended to impress some
people that day.

We entered the dorm building and separated. There was a note from Coach
Brenner to see him sometime that morning to pick up my team jacket. I found
Matt and Ralph asleep, so I lit my pipe as I stripped. They woke up to make
jokes about my imitating Gus as I dressed. I sat down. "Ralph, last night
Gus and I ran into Pete, and I forced them into a conversation."

"Which one is in the hospital?" he groaned.

I grinned. "Neither. Believe it or not, they settled their
misunderstandings. In fact, Pete is going with Gus and two of his sons to
New York this weekend to see Willy star in a play."

"Wow. Lucky Pete. He has such a crush on Willy."

"Who's he?" asked my roommate.

"She. Willy is Willa - one of our half-sisters." Matt looked stunned at
that news.

"By the way, Matt: Pete said to tell you he'll rip your balls of if you
hurt Ralph, so I think those two have to have a talk. I doubt it he meant
sexually, with Matt's consent and begging." With that, I left the room with
just a sweater. I'd tell Matt that Pete had been Cum-dump after Pete told
Ralph.

I trotted over to the Athletics Building. Gus wasn't in his office yet, so
I went to Neil's office. He presented me with my team jacket, reminding me
that first quarter members were allowed to wear it out of season. "How did
you date with Gus Williams go, Ike?"

"Pretty interesting. Did you know that one of his sons is studying
fencing?"

"Yeah, I teach Bart at the YMCA. He's at about the same level as you, so by
next year I have high hopes for him."

"Good. I invited him to practice with me. I hope that's OK?"

"Fine. He's a bit on the shy side, so I think it would be good for him to
interact with team members before he's on the team. Maybe we'll invite him
on away matches."

I grinned. "Are you sure? He'll be one of the guys climbing on your ass in
that team gangbang. He told us this morning that he's sure he's gay."

Neil stared at me for a second, then cracked up. "I'm assuming that you're
sure you have the numbers for that part to happen?" I nodded with a
smirk. "Then bring him on. He's 18, and a pretty hot kid. That would really
make him feel part of the group." I decided to let Andy surprise him. He
sniffed. "Were you just with Gus?" I shook my head. "Then why do you smell
of his pipe smoke?"

I took out "Shakespeare" with a grin. "I acquired another bad habit. My
late dad was a pipe smoker, so I had Gus teach me to smoke one. Andy and
Ricky learned too, and so did the twins."

"Ricky Shaw?" I needed. "What was Ricky doing there?"

I decided to let that be a surprise, too. "They were studying last night at
the house, and he crashed there overnight. Listen, Coach, I have to go to
my Advanced Psych class, over near the Library. See you at practice." I
left my sweater behind to pick up later.

****

I got to the Social Science Building in plenty of time. I leaned against a
column, smoking my new pipe as I preened in my new letter jacket. I drew
quite a few lustful glances from both women and men. Just before I had to
go in, my occasional girlfriend Nancy came by. She stopped to stare at me
for a few seconds, then slid into my arms. Her hands slid under my jacket
to fondle my body lustfully as he lips explored mine, her tongue thrusting
into my mouth.

After we'd kissed long enough for her to be aware that she'd arouse me, I
gently disentangled us with a chuckle. "I gather you approve of the new
look." I teased.

"I didn't think I'd be so turned on by the jacket, Ike. And I never
realized that a man with a hairy chest puffing a pipe a pipe got..." she
whispered in my ear, "got my pussy throbbing and wet." I laughed as my hand
cupped her ass cheek possessively. A hot looking man in his thirties looked
at me with jealousy as he stalked into the building. "What are you doing
tonight, hot stuff?"

"Unfortunately, I'm booked up until after my birthday, Doll-Face."

"I can kick myself for accepting that date to the Halloween Ball!" She
hissed.

"Well, save a dance or two for me, Doll-Face. Maybe we can make out a
little behind a potted palm."

"So that you can get hotter for Terry?" she teased. "Actually, that sounds
hot, since I know what costume you're wearing and you don't." She kissed me
lightly on the lips. She looked up at me with a mischievous pout. "I hope
your have a miserable day with that hard on, Mr. Williams."

I chuckled. "And here I was, about to ask you out on Sunday evening, so we
can celebrate my birthday, too. In bed, of course. Too bad."

With a squeal, she threw herself in my arms. "Yes. That makes up for the
fact that I just heard that my date is a real dud in bed, after I turned
the best lover I know over to my roommate for Halloween!" Turning, she
flounced off, wiggling her behind. I gave a wolf-whistle, and her hips went
into overdrive.

With a chuckle and a sigh, I went to class. Man, was I fucking HORNY! I
found the classroom empty, with a note on the door. My psychology professor
was in the hospital center for emergency gall stone surgery, so class was
canceled for the day! I wrote myself a quick note to send him a get well
card.

I had three hours to spare and full balls. I headed to the T-Room!

****

As I rushed into the basement, puffing on my Shakespeare pipe, I walked
straight into Jeff Hamilton's broad chest. Literally, still blinded by the
sun in the dark corridor. He was wearing that green sweater he'd worn on
our first date, the one his sister had made that made him looks so damned
sexy. Jeff wrapped his arms around me as I looked up into his green
eyes. He purred, "My, you're looking exceptionally hot, today, Ike. I like
the literary pipe. I puff on one when I write."

"You do?" I gasped as I took it from my lips. No one was around, so we
exchanged a quick kiss. "My class was canceled, and I'm horny as hell, so
come with me to your office, or the t-room."

"I can't. I'm on my way to a staff meeting. In fact, tomorrow, we have to
meet with the chairman of the Department, your new mentor. He wants to get
to know you. Any time will be fine - he's available all afternoon."

"But our date is still on?" I smirked at him. "I'll get to spend the night
in your arms and bed again?"

He kissed me quickly. "I've been looking forward to it all week, sexy." We
heard voices in the hallway, so we separated. "We'll see the chairman after
class, then we'll have a nice dinner. Then ten or twelve hours of unbridled
passion." With a wave, he took the sunlight from the dark basement.

****

I decided to follow Jeff out to watch his beautiful ass as he walked
away. I was so engrossed in the view that I was startled by a laugh almost
in my ear. Tom had walked up next to me from the side path, and I never
noticed him. "Yeah, that is a beautiful sight. I can see why you're so gone
on him, buddy. Let me tell you, knowing that he's gay makes concentrating
in his class a lot harder for me. You have a date with him tomorrow night,
right?"

I grinned at him. The last of the bruises from our fistfight had
faded. "Yes. Can I tell you a secret, my best buddy?" He nodded. "The main
reason I'm still a virgin is that I got scared by his massive erection the
first time we were in his bed. If he'd been more modestly hung, I suspect I
would have let him follow his tongue with his dick. He was impressed that I
could deep throat him, though."

Tom whistled. "I am, too. So, what are you up to?"

I told him how Nancy had gotten me all horny, and then I'd discovered that
my class was canceled. "Literally walking into Jeff's strong arms has me
even more excited. What are you up for?"

"Actually, I was hoping for a lesson in pussy eating. The girl I have that
date with invited me to spend a few hours with her in her dorm room this
evening. Since she's on the same floor as Terry and Nancy, that would be
more fuel to feed Terry's jealousy." I laughed, leading him towards my
room. "I spoke with my cousin. The suite is ours, and it's a good thing I
spoke to him. He's getting a record number of reservations for that
night. It seems that a lot of couples had the same idea we did. He
suggested claiming that he stuck two couples in the same suite out of
necessity, and he'll apologize when you get there after we do. I explained
the plan to Gail, my date, and that's when she suggested an initial round
of sex, so we're more obviously an experienced couple when you and Terry
walk in on us. She'll help me tonight, but I don't want to look like a
total virgin with her. Let her hone my skills." I laughed. "By the way,
Gail is a music major, studying to be an opera singer, so she's taking
acting lessons. She offered to pretend to be falling in love with me at the
dance to get Terry even more jealous. And I've been doing a great acting
job, too."

"Oh? How so?"

"I've been much cooler towards Terry, and I even flirted with a girl when
she was nearby. I knew this girl has a boyfriend, but Terry was starring
daggers at us."

I stopped to knock the dottle out of my pipe, and reloaded it. After I lit
it, Tom looked at me with gleaming eyes. "Damn, buddy, I think you look
even hotter smoking a pipe!" I punched him in the shoulder as we stalked up
the walk.

****

When we got to my room, I dug out some of my straight porn. One magazine
had a two page spread of a close-up of a widely spread snatch. Tom
whistled. "Hot pussy!"

"My dad actually used this very photo when I was sixteen to give me the
same lecture I'm about to give you. `A gentleman has an obligation to make
sure that his partner has pleasure at sex before he seeks his own
pleasure. The first way a real man does that is with his fingers and
tongue; he doesn't stick his dick in her until she's cum, or until she's
begging.' How's that so far?"

"You're preaching to the choir. I really need to learn the techniques."

I nodded, then showed him the clit, the urethra, labia, and other parts. I
explained how to arouse a woman with his fingers and tongue on the clit and
labia, while avoiding the pee-hole. After ten minutes, Tom was sure he was
ready for his session in a couple of hours.

"Hey, buddy?" I asked after putting the pictures away. "You said you'd tell
me about some other glory hole t-rooms."

"Actually, there's a fantastic men's lounge at the hotel. The place had a
men's only sauna and pool 100 years ago, but it was poorly constructed and
had to be closed down because the water leaked out and repairs never quite
worked. The lounge, toilet and old steam room are still down there, used as
a toilet for the bar in the lobby, but when they renovated the place, they
added new johns inside the bar. The steam room isn't used as a steam room,
but it's a soundproof sex chamber with tile benches. You'll see a staircase
next to the entrance to the bar in the lobby with a small brass sign `Men's
Lounge'."

"Well, I doubt if I'll use it at the dance, but it's good to know. How
about here on campus? You promised to show me one."

He pulled me to my feet. "We can go to one, and have sex there. Library or
Science Hall?"

"I'm a writer, so let's try the Library." I joked as I put my team jacket
back on.

****

As we left the dorm, I noticed mail in my box. It was from my high-school
suck-buddy, Paul. I told Tom about Paul as we walked along. When we got to
the Library, I opened the letter. Paul had been going to college in
California since returning to the United States from Japan. He was planning
a visit right after my birthday to Williams' College, with the possibility
of transferring here, and looked forward to renewing "our old friendship
and activities." That could only mean that Paul wanted to have sex with me
again, but I downplayed that to Tom, knowing how he fought jealousy. I
looked forward to our reunion.

The T-room in the Library is located on the top floor, which is sort of
like an attic. There are study rooms and desks scattered around among beams
and other structural features. There are two toilets near the elevators in
the center, a man's and women's, but this one is tucked away in a dark
corner behind some stacks where old periodicals are stored. There was a
women's room like it on the far corner.

It wasn't a huge room, but well situated for sex. There was a wall that hid
the interior from the bookshelves outside, then a dogleg that took you to
two sinks. There was a partition that hid the sinks from a trough-style
urinal, which made a constant gurgling noise which I found kind of
sexy. There was no privacy for the three or four men who could fit in there
to urinate, but a perfect view of dicks.

Along both the other walls were two large stalls each, with large glory
holes between them. The corner space was officially a storage space, low
walled and odd shaped from the corner of the roof, shelved and open to the
room but dark. Glory holes were in both walls, and there was a bench along
the short back corner.

When we entered, there was action going on all over the place. All four
stalls were occupied; the sound of slurping could be heard, and someone was
grunting deeply from a good, hard fucking. There was a man sitting on the
bench in the storage area, although all I could see of him was that he had
his pants pulled down around his ankles, and the motion of his jacking hand
on his cock. He was running a hand over the ass of an older man sucking
cock through one of the glory holes in the space.

Tom whispered in my ear, "Why don't you see who's on the bench? I feel like
an adventure." He walked over to the urinal, where two students were
standing, jacking off.

I entered the dark space. The man sitting there appeared to be about 30,
and he was shirtless, so I could tell he was the hairiest motherfucker I'd
ever seen, with a decent build but a slight potbelly. He grinned at me with
a clean shaven face, then held his hand out to my crotch, He had sort of
rough-hewn good looks, and I could see that the clothes he had shed was the
uniform of one of the groundskeepers who kept the gardens and lawns
beautiful. His biceps bulged as he pumped an eight inch dick. I noticed a
wedding ring, but was getting used to that. He seemed eager enough.

I smiled as I let him grope me. He pulled down my fly, grinning at my lack
of underwear and willing erection as I opened my belt. He groaned, "Oh,
fuck, yeah", and licked his lips as he pulled me towards him by my
balls. My hand brushed against the ass of the busy cocksucker bent over at
the glory hole, and he groaned, so I felt him up.

A pair of talented lips took me to the root in an equally talented
throat. I put a hand behind his head and pumped in his throat, as his hand
cupped my ass cheek, encouraging me. The ass against my hand wiggled to get
my fingers in the greasy crack, so I worked a finger, then two into the
loose, cum filled ass, finger fucking him as he sucked dick.

My cocksucker was having a great time. After a few minutes, he whispered,
"Let me eat that stud ass, buddy." I turned, spreading my cheeks, and a
talented tongue dug into my hole. I could see my buddy Tom bent over the
urinal, with one of the students ramming into his ass as the other watched,
Tom's hand wrapped around his erection. Someone left a stall, and the three
students pulled up their pants and ran in, and the next thing I heard was
Tom's deep throated groan of pleasure.

I turned back to let my blue-collar buddy suck some more. I could hear the
man getting a blow job by the man kneeling next to me, my fingers in his
guts, begin to cum. Then I had a man blowing me expertly, and another
eating my ass. I was a happy man.

Time went on, filled with pleasure. One of Tom's partner's left, and my
buddy gave a loud noise; the second man must have been quite well hung, but
Tom wasn't complaining, just boasting to the room. Then I heard his voice
turn to slurps, so I guessed that he'd begun servicing someone through the
glory hole.

My ass eater impaled himself on a large cock through the glory hole, and I
saw that he was a former teacher from my freshman year. We just grinned at
each other, then he began to play with my balls as my other partner took me
deep in his throat. Soon, I was dumping a hot load in my new buddy's
gullet, as his load spattered on my leg. He leaned over to clean me up with
his tongue. He leaned back to light a cigarette, obviously staying for more
cock, so I pulled up my jeans and turned. Tom was leaving the stall, a well
fucked grin on his face, although his partner remained inside. I took a
peek - he was sucking a cock through the hole.

Tom smirked at me. "Ready to have some lunch?"

****

We went to the cafeteria, where we found Ricky and Andy. The three of us
got Tom jealous with our plans to gangbang our coach, who Tom thought was
really hot, in a few weeks on our first away match. I told Andy about
Neil's agreement to let his gay younger brother come along with us to that
match. Andy said "I'll explain the situation to Bart, and let him decide if
he want to come with us, and also if he'll be joining the party, or staying
in his room. He really is eager to join the team, so joining in our fun
will thrill him."


****

After the three of us walked outside to have a pipe, as Tom drooled over
three men with pipes, I had to rush off to class, then to fencing
practice. I saw the three of them walk off together towards our dorms. I
guessed that Tom was eager for some more dick.

I was looking forward to my date with Dan that night.

But that is another story.

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