Cocklust Ch. 37

When Chad and I got back to campus, we spent the first few days coming down off our high.  Our vacation had been unlike any experience I’d ever had.  It had given me a taste of what life with him might really be like—not just dating him, or going to school with him, or being in a fraternity with him, but actually sharing a future with him.Our sexual explorations had also gotten us really horny.  We basically started fucking every morning, noon, and night.  It got to the point that I stopped even trying to keep my sheets clean; I got used to sleeping on dried cum, which was actually kind of hot.Unfortunately, not everyone was as excited as we were.  That Friday, I opened my door to find a note taped to it.You guys are WAY too goddamn loud!!! the note said.  Do you EVER keep your pants on?!?!  It sure as hell doesn’t seem like it, from what you did at the gym.I did a double-take when I read that.  I assumed the note was from one of my neighbors—it had to be—though I couldn’t tell which one.  I stood in my doorway and looked around at the apartments around me.  I tried to think through who the culprit could be.  Then I looked back down and re-read the note.The last sentence was the part that really threw me.  I thought back to the time Chad and I had fucked at the gym and had heard someone coming.  I thought we’d run away before anyone had seen us, but maybe we hadn’t?  If someone had really caught us, and if that someone was pissed at us, could we still get in trouble?  Or, worse yet, did someone hear about all that secondhand?I started wracking my brain to figure out what had happened.  I was almost tempted to knock on my neighbors’ doors and confront them about it.  Then again, it wasn’t exactly an easy question to ask—“are you the one who complained about my noisy gay sex?”—and I definitely couldn’t ask what they knew about our gym fuck.I didn’t have much time to think about it though, because I was headed to meet with my advisor.  I’d wanted to talk to him about the stuff I was doing with Thaxter, who was now e-mailing me on a regular basis.  My advisor immediately jumped on the topic, and he asked if I liked that kind of work.  I had to be honest: I didn’t know much about it, and I was a little embarrassed that Thaxter treated me like an expert.After some discussion, we decided that I’d drop my criminal justice course and take a marketing class instead.  The marketing professor, Dr. Littman, had a reputation around isvecbahis campus: he was supposed to be a real character, but I’d heard he was cool.  At any rate, if I liked his class, I could switch majors before the end of the semester.When I left that meeting, I found I had a bunch of texts waiting for me.  At first I was worried that more shit was going down.  But when I checked my phone, I saw all the texts were from Johan.  I just rolled my eyes and put my phone away, and I did my best to ignore the guy.After that, I went to the financial aid office to take care of some paperwork.  But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop obsessing over the note on my door.  I had to admit, it was kind of exciting to think that someone had been watching and listening to me and Chad fuck.  But it was nerve-wracking too, and I was dying to know who this person was.  I kept scouring my brain for any clues, but I kept coming up empty.  On my way home, I even swung by the gym to see if any of my neighbors were there.  It was all to no avail.I was at the frat house that night when I got another round of texts.  Then, a few minutes later, my phone started ringing.  I saw it was Johan—yet again—so I let the first few calls go to voicemail.  But Johan just wouldn’t let up.  Eventually I was so annoyed that I just grabbed my phone and hit the button to answer.“Hello?” Johan said.  “Are you there?”“I’m here,” I said.  “What do you want?”“Oh thank God.”I stepped into the bathroom, where I could be alone, and I shut the door behind me.  “What the hell are you talking about?”Johan made a bunch of muffled noises.  He almost seemed to be crying.  “I… I am so madly in love with you.”“Say what?”“I mean it,” he said.  “I just—I mean, I can’t stop thinking about you—”“What the fuck, dude?” I asked.  I forced myself to keep my voice down.  “Are you drunk or high or something?”“I-I want you to give me another chance.  Please Scott….”“Another chance for what?  We were never a thing.”“I want you to be with me,” he said.  “Leave your boyfriend.  I’d be so much better to you—”“What the fuck makes you think you can say that?” I hissed.  I was scared to death that Chad might overhear.  “You don’t know what you’re talking about, and I can’t believe you’d even go there—”“Then I’ll wait for you,” Johan said.  “When you’re ready, I’ll be there for you.  I can’t wait to hold you again, and take care of you, and make love to you, and really make you isveçbahis giriş happy—”“Do you realize how insane that all sounds?”“Well… I care about you.”“No you don’t.  If you did, you wouldn’t be doing this.”“I love you.”“You love the idea of me.  Not the real me.”“Just… I dunno, Scott, just tell me what you want me to say—”“I don’t want you to say anything.  I want you to stop calling me.  And texting me—”“I know I’m fucked up, but I’ll clean up for you, I promise.”“You could seriously fuck things up for me right now.  I don’t think you get that.”Johan let out a loud sigh.  “Fuck dude,” he said, “do you know how bad I wanted you in high school?  And then when you showed up on Grindr, and I realized you were gay—”“That’s all over and done with,” I said.  “I just spent winter break with my boyfriend’s family.  What the hell does that tell you?”“Shit.  I’m too late….”“No, not really,” I said.  “You got the wrong idea to begin with.”The line was silent at first.  I almost thought we’d gotten cut off, but then I heard Johan take a deep breath.  “Oh fuck….”  And I heard a faint slapping sound.  It took me a second to realize what it was.“Wait,” I said.  “Are you jacking off?”“Oh shit,” Johan said, “I can’t help it—”“That’s gross!”“Did you think it was gross when we were fucking?”“For shit’s sake!”“Just let me finish!”“What the hell?  No!” I yelled, and I hung up the phone.  Then, before he could call back, I scrambled to block Johan’s number.  From what I could tell, the block went through just in time.I just stared at my phone and tried to calm my nerves.  I felt dirty for even having taken the call.  I was almost tempted to throw the phone against the wall, but I forced myself not to.The bathroom door creaked open.  “Is everything okay in there?” came Luke’s voice.I turned to see Chad and Luke staring back at me.  “Yeah,” I said.  I wasn’t sure what to say at first.  “It’s just… just drama from back home.”“Shit,” Luke said.  “Are your parents having trouble?”I looked at Chad, and I tried to read his expression.  Then I looked back at Luke.  “No,” I said.  “They’re fine.  It’s just… I dunno, petty bullshit with people I went to school with.  It makes me glad I moved away….”“That sucks,” Luke said, “but it happens to the best of us.  Don’t let it get to you.”I nodded.  “I won’t,” was my simple answer, though I knew it probably wasn’t true.I spent that night in Chad’s bed.  In the state I was in, there isveçbahis yeni giriş was no other place I wanted to be.  After all, in that house, the only voyeurs to worry about were the other Kap Eps—with whom we didn’t have many boundaries to begin with.I was way more affectionate than usual.  I was pretty worn out, and my day had only made me want to be with Chad that much more.  At first I just asked him to hold me.  Somehow, when our bodies were up against each other, I felt as if nothing else mattered.  It was as if the rest of the world could go fuck itself, yet we’d still be fine as long as we were together.“Are you sure you’re okay?” he eventually asked.“Yeah,” I said, “at least I am now.”“Do you want to talk about it?”“Not really.”  I snuggled up against his chest.  “I just want to enjoy this.”“Well… you know, if you need to vent or whatever—”“Sh,” I said as I put my fingers on his lips.  “You know I’m not that kind of guy.”Chad kissed my fingers.  “I know,” he said.  “I’m just saying….”“Don’t say a thing,” I replied, and I pressed my face against his beard.  I felt Chad’s warm breath against my cheek, and I inhaled his manly scents.  Then I pulled my fingers down so that they weren’t in our way.  At first his lips just gave me a gentle caress, but one thing led to another, till his mouth was full-on massaging mine.  Our tongues started jousting, and I tasted his warm sexy spit mix with my own.I ran my hand along his chest, then made my way to his crotch.  Chad wasn’t that hard at first, but soon I felt his cock start to grow.  I kept pressing my hand against his pants, and I could clearly tell he was hard as a rock.I broke off the kiss, undid his fly, and pulled his dick out.  I gave his shaft a few soft kisses, making my way from his ballsack to his head, then back down, then back up again.  I wasn’t trying to tease him so much as I was showing my affection.Finally I guided his cock to my mouth, and I started sucking away.  I wanted nothing more than to make my man feel good.  I was desperate to show him how much I cared about him, and how much I’d do for him; I wanted him to never want to be with anyone but me.Chad let out a soft groan as he started thrusting into my mouth.  I savored his cock as it plunged past my tongue.  I took him in as far as he would go, till his cockhead was hitting the back of my throat.  I was so into it that I just let him pound away.I serviced him as best as I humanly could, paying close attention to every quake and quiver of his body.  This went on for quite a while, till he started getting close.  Then I took my mouth off his cock and I looked into his eyes.  “I want you to know how much I love you,” I said.