Love on the Campus
by: Hankster
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Chapter 6
Happily Ever After
On the drive to Chicago, a festive mood prevailed in Carl’s car. As diverse as the driver and his passengers were, they were all bonding as friends, if not for life, at least for the next two academic years until Carl graduated.
“I always stay at the same hotel when I go into town,” Carl announced. “It’s run down and somewhat seedy, but it’s clean, and it’s only for two nights. I usually go in on Saturday mornings, so then it’s only for one night. Best of all, they have a free parking lot behind the hotel.”
Carl wasn’t kidding. It was the kind of place that rented by the hour. The hotel didn’t even have bellhops. Fortunately, all that each of the students had with them was a toiletry kit. They booked a double room with two standard-sized beds. Mark stared at the beds. He still feared what was to come. On the other hand, Carl and Jonathan bounced on the beds, and announced that they were fuck worthy.
“It’s late,” Carl said. “Let’s wash up and we’ll go to my favorite gay bar. Lucky for us, it’s only a short walk away from here.”
“If you hook up with someone tonight,” Jonathan tutored Carl, “remember, do not talk about yourself. Try to learn as much as you can about the guy. Make him think you’re really into him.”
“Yes, teach. That’s the best advice anyone ever gave me.”
For Mark and Jonathan this was their first time in a gay bar, mixing with other gay men. They were beset with guys who wanted to talk to them, and become friends. Several of these men were fellow students. They all recognized one another and embraced in a newly-found brotherhood. None of them cared to hug Carl. His reputation at school had marked him as someone to stay away from.
Carl was too aggressive to tolerate that shit. One of the students shunning him was almost as handsome as Carl. In fact, Carl had the hots for him from the get-go. He approached the guy, who groaned silently from within.
Carl stuck out his hand. “Hi,” he said, “my name’s Carl. TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF.”
Carl’s clever approach forced the handsome dude to respond. He shook Carl’s hand and said, “My name’s Ryan.”
“That’s nice to know, Ryan, but it doesn’t tell me what I want to know. Where are you from? What year are you in? What’s your major? What are your hopes and dreams? I’d really like to get to know you.”
The surprised look on Ryan’s face was adorable. This must be a different Carl Upman than the one he had heard about.
“Sure,” he said, “I’ll tell you my deepest, darkest secrets if you do the same, but not until after I buy you a drink.” He grabbed Carl’s hand and they headed for the bar. None of this escaped Jonathan’s notice.
Mark and Jonathan were lucky to find a small unoccupied table for four and they sat down. They held the other two chairs for Carl and his new friend. When Ryan and Carl got their drinks, Jonathan waved them over. Introductions were made, and Carl returned to the bar to get drinks for Mark and Jonathan who were younger than the legal drinking age. They both asked for gin and tonics.
When Carl returned, Ryan whispered in his ear, “We won’t be able to tell each other our secrets. It’s too crowded at the table.”
“We can do it later when we’re in bed together, just the two of us.” A big grin covered Ryan’s face. Handsome and more handsome were going to make it tonight. He reached under the table and laid his palm on Carl’s crotch. What could Carl do? He did the same to Ryan.
“Jonathan, why don’t you and Mark get up and dance? I want to talk to Ryan privately,” Carl requested.
Jonathan got the picture. He grabbed Mark’s hand and dragged him to the dance floor. The music currently playing had a Latin beat, and Mark started to Salsa all around Jonathan, who was at a loss what to do.
“See,” Mark laughed. “I told you we were incompatible.”
“Maybe so, Buster, but we’ll never be incompatible in the bedroom. I love you too much to let that happen.”
At the table, Ryan confided to Carl. “I was hoping to hook up with a local tonight, so I didn’t book a room yet. How about you?”
I’m in a double with my two friends. There are two beds in the room. They’ll be going at it in one bed, and I’ll be all alone in the other. I hate to sleep alone. How’d you like to share the other bed with me, if you won’t find it too embarrassing?”
Ryan responded by giving Carl a soft, closed-mouth kiss. “Not at all,” he said. “The more the merrier, but those two look like they are too much in love to share.”
“Well, they were both virgins until this week. They met and fell in love. I intended on seducing the two of them tonight. You can help me. How will they realize how good it is together, if they never have anything to compare it with?”
“Your proposals get better and better every time you make one.”
When Mark and Jonathan returned, Carl said, “Ryan is sharing our room tonight. We’re both seasoned veterans, so be prepared for the most sensual instructions of your life.”
“It better be hotter than the instructions I got in the schoolyard on how to jerk off,” Jonathan quipped.
Mark said nothing. He was scared stiff and shaking like a leaf. As frightened as he was, he looked forward to the experience. This whole scene was so new to him. Suddenly Mark did not feel like an outsider any more. He felt like a brother to every guy in the bar.
The four college men had a wonderful time socializing at the gay bar, but they were all too young and horny to stay too late. Slightly drunk, they trudged back to the hotel.
Their room was buzzing with anticipation and lust. The shower was only big enough for one at a time, but they managed two at a time. It was the first shower Mark and Jonathan ever took together. It got them clean enough, but it wasn’t much of a shower. All they did was hug, kiss and fondle until Carl yelled at them to get out and give him and Ryan a chance.
After their shower, Carl shared his toothbrush with Ryan. It was an act of intimacy that meant more than a poke up the ass. When they left the bathroom, all four men were naked, and Carl had the audacity to ask Mark and Jonathan, “Do you want to watch or just ask questions?”
“Both,” Jonathan answered. “We haven’t done anal yet. Would you advise us what to do so we don’t hurt each other, and could we watch you guys do it?”
“Do you want to fuck or be fucked first?” Carl asked Ryan.
“Please fuck me first, babe. There’s nothing like it in the whole world, but you better not chicken out on me after you cum.”
“Yeah, like that’s gonna happen. You just said yourself that it was the greatest thing in the world.”
Carl took condoms and lube from his kit. He showed his students how to apply the condom, grease up, and stretch his partner’s asshole using an ever increasing number of fingers.
“I’m ready now,” he said and he threw the condoms and the lube at Mark and Jonathan. He entered Ryan missionary style. His entry seemed effortless, and Ryan kept sighing and uttering how good it felt.
Carl didn’t move a muscle. He wanted to savor this moment. He had never felt this way before and didn’t know what was happening to him. Suddenly he yelled out, “Thank you Jonathan for teaching me how to act with a guy I’m really into beside myself. You saved my life.”
Mark and Jonathan looked at the lube and condoms, and laughed. “I think we can forgo the rubbers,” Mark suggested. “I’ve only fucked and been fucked once, by Carl, and we were very well protected. FYI, I’ll never do it again with anyone except you, but we better use plenty of goo in our virgin and near virgin asses.”
Later that evening when Ryan and Carl suggested switching partners, Jonathan gave them a resounding no and Mark agreed.
“You know,” Carl whispered in Ryan’s ear. “I really don’t care. I’d rather be with you than anyone else.”
“It’s crazy,” Ryan whispered back. “I’ve always been a player, but right now, I’m happy and content to be with you alone. I know just how Mark and Jonathan feel.”
Mark and Jonathan were already committed. It took Ryan and Carl a few weeks longer to commit to each other. In the spirit of every good romance story, Mark and Jonathan lived happily ever after, and Ryan and Carl lived happily for now.
The End (also for now) …
Posted: 12/28/18