Zach And Lila Take A Trip

This is a story about a man, 19, and a woman, 20, discovering more about themselves sexually in a friendship that turns out to be more than just a friendship. All characters in the story are above 18 years of age. There's a bit of talk about some male-male encounters. If that sort of thing turns you off, be forewarned. This is

not

a story about a gay man being turned straight by a woman. It's a story about a young man beginning to understand his sexuality in a relationship with a more experienced young woman that suddenly turns hot.

Zach and Lila were excited. Off on a trip! The first road trip they'd taken since meeting last year as freshmen at Podunk U. That wasn't the school's name, of course. But that's what they called it. It was a conservative little place in the sticks of central Virginia. Parents sent their children to PU ("Peee-eeew!" Zach and Lila said) to keep them safe from the big bad world. Little did they know what their sons and daughters got up to in the Podunk dorms. PU might well be renamed FU with all the activity its dorm room walls witnessed on a daily (and nightly) basis.

Multiple times

daily and nightly....

With every mile they put between them and Podunk, Zach and Lila got more excited. Sun! Sand! Beaches! Florida! Bikinis, hunky guys in tight swimsuits! This was going to be the spring break they'd always dreamed of.

Zach and Lila weren't a couple. Zach thought he was gay, in fact. Until coming to Podunk as a freshman aged 18, Zach had never experimented sexually with anyone. Then, one night in his dorm room, he and another guy got to talking, one thing led to another, and before they knew what was happening, they found they had their cocks out and were jacking off. They were sitting across from each other, Zach on his bed, his friend Tim on a couch.

That happened. Then it happened again. This time, they ended up sitting next to each other on the bed. And before they knew what was happening, Zach had Tim's dick in his hand and Tim had Zach's and they jerked each other off.

One thing led to another and there was that time they experimented with blowing each other. All this felt pretty good to Zach. So he decided that if it felt good, that must mean he was gay.

Lila's story was totally different. When she turned 18 and got out of her parents' clutches, nothing was going to deter her from having all the sex she wanted. Lila loved sex. She was a bit of a slut, truth be told.

No, that's not fair. That's not fair at all. Lila was a normal, red-blooded young woman who loved sex and didn't intend to apologize. Or to pretend. There were few hot studs on PU's campus who hadn't given Lila's dorm room bed and Lila on it a good sweaty workout.

Lila loved men. She loved everything about men. Lila loved to fuck. And she saw no reason to pretend otherwise.

From the moment they met, Zach and Lila hit it off. A spark sparked, and it was like they had known each other all their lives. They became immediately inseparable, PU's Z and L club. Everyone knew they weren't a pair in the boyfriend-girlfriend sense. Everyone on campus knew that Zach was gay. Or that he thought he was gay.

But everyone also knew that where you'd see Z, you'd also see L. They arranged their schedules so they were in the same classes. Every night, you could count on Zach being in Lila's dorm room for hours or Lila spending her time in Zach's room.

Zach and Lila loved to talk about sex. They were besties, after all. That's what besties do. Lila would tell Zach in exact detail just what her latest boyfriend - the chain was endless and always changing - had done to her the last time they were together. Or had done with her.

She enjoyed describing guys' cocks to Zach, teasing him with tidbits designed to titillate a gay guy's imagination. She loved to tell Zach what those cocks had done to her pussy, her tits, her ass, and what she had done for those big pussy pleasers. Lila liked them big. If a guy's dick wasn't long, she wanted it thick. She liked her men strong and manly. She liked to be pounded. She wanted guys to take control when they fucked her.

But she also made clear that she was always in control. She let every guy who fucked her know that he wasn't "the one." She'd move on to another guy, another big cock, when she wanted something new.

Zach had less to report on the bedroom score, of course. There had only been those few nights of enjoyment with Tim. The nights that made him decide he must be gay if he had enjoyed the mutual pleasing of their hard-ons. So his role when Z and L talked about sex was mostly to let Lila know how much he enjoyed the conversation and wanted to hear more. Zach was there to ask questions. To demand more steamy details.

They both enjoyed this give and take. It allowed Zach to fantasize about new cocks. Or was it to fantasize about what those cocks did to Lila? He was not quite clear on that point, to be honest. And it let Lila wind Zach up in a good-natured way. It let Lila do some good-natured cock-teasing of her gay BFF, something that for some reason gave her a real kick.

Lila loved the thought of teasing Zach's cock.

Zach and Lila thought nothing of being naked together. They weren't a couple, after all. Their BFF relationship wasn't about sex. That was clear, wasn't it?

Lila thought nothing of undressing in front of Zach. She would breeze into her dorm room after a shower with Zach sprawled on her bed and then take off her towel and dry herself off as he stood watching. Lila liked putting on a show for Zach. It amused her to spread her legs extra-wide as she worked the towel over her body, giving special attention to her pussy as Zach watched. Giving her nipples a tweak as she rubbed the towel across them, making them stand to attention.

Zach had seen it all - Lila's tits, perky and ripe, surmounted by gorgeous protruding brown areolas; her shaved pussy that seemed to wink and invite as it opened and closed with the movements of her legs; her firm round ass that she said her bevy of macho studs enjoyed grabbing while she rode them.

And Lila had studied Zach as he moved around his room changing clothes or drying himself after a shower. His cock drew her as proverbial flame draws proverbial moth. It wasn't especially large, though it grew a lot when he was hard. She had seen that happen. It was thick and beautifully pendulous, with long, low-hanging full balls behind the downturned shaft and a prominent vein on top running the full length of the shaft to the large corona that turned plum purple when Zach got hard.

Lila couldn't get enough of studying Zach's dick. She liked to tease him by telling him how pretty it was, how she'd love to take it for a spin if he weren't gay. She liked to make him get hard by talking about what her latest big cock stud had just done to her cunt. It was cute to see Zach blush and get embarrassed and look for ways to hide his erections.

This trip to Florida was going to be a hoot. Getting a motel room on spring break had not been easy. They had finally located a motel near the beach with a single room, a double bed.

Since they weren't a couple, it was a no-brainer that they'd share that room as BFFs. With luck, Zach might meet a hunky guy on the beach and bring him back to the room, and if that happened, Lila would absent herself for a while. Or if Lila hooked up and needed the bed, Zach could go to the bar next door and have a few beers while Lila and her new boy toy explored each other.

With every mile they put between them and PU, Zach and Lila's excitement grew. Behind them, that dreary campus with its dreary dorms. Ahead of them, the beach and an air-conditioned motel room where they looked forward to crashing when the long day's drive was over. Zach was doing the driving. As he drove, he and Lila played a game they enjoyed playing to pass time whenever they drove somewhere in Zach's old beater car. The game didn't really have a name. It was about Zach getting into his farm-boy persona anytime he drove the old car his father had given him from his family's farm in western Virginia when he went off to college.

For whatever reason, getting behind the wheel of his car triggered that farm-boy persona, and Lila loved watching Zach assume the role and turn into the macho farm-boy that matched his car. The minute he got behind the wheel of the car, he'd manhandle it the same way he manhandled tractors and threshers and combines on the farm. Bulging muscles, tight white T-shirt with sleeves rolled up to show off his big biceps: of this kind of eye candy, Lila could never get enough. Years of throwing around hay bales and carrying heavy canisters brimming with milk had given Zach muscles aplenty to display in his tight T-shirts. He had kept in top-notch shape at PU, playing football and soccer every evening with other guys in the college quad and hitting the gym routinely.

When they drove together in his old farm car, knowing Lila was eyeing his every move as his big hands masterfully handled the steering wheel and his muscles flexed, Zach would casually reach across to the glove compartment and take out a pack of cigarettes he kept there just for car trips. Zach didn't smoke. Not really. The cigarettes were "show" cigarettes he kept specifically for car trips. In the Virginia hamlet where he'd grown up, if you wanted to be a real man, this is what you did - you tucked a cigarette in the corner of your mouth as you drove around town, the cigarette pack prominently displayed in your rolled-up T-shirt sleeve.

Zach loved to play this game with Lila, since he knew that it fascinated her to watch the cigarette dangle as he talked and drove. Up and down it moved, Lila's eyes following every jerk of the cigarette with careful attention as she studied Zach's hot body inside his tight T-shirt, his big muscles, his beautiful big hands. Yes, this was eye candy she could definitely eat up with relish. And she knew very well that Zach enjoyed this game because it allowed him, with the cigarette dangling out of his mouth and wagging up and down, to do some reverse cock-teasing with Lila to pay her back for all the teasing she did of him.

Lila loved Zach's easy, self-confident masculinity. She loved him gay or straight. But truth be told, she did love him

because

he was very much a macho hunk, even if a gay one. That was just the kind of guy who appealed to her. Plus, he had a zany sense of humor and they could talk with each other about anything. You didn't find many guys who were like that, open, willing to talk at a level beyond the superficial. Willing to listen.

What Zach and Lila had was special. Lila knew that, and the chance to spend several days with Zach at the beach excited her all the more for that reason. The chance to get away from repressive Podunk, to share a motel room and bed together.

Who knew what might happen?

As day turned to night, Zach and Lila finally pulled into the little beachside motel where they'd secured a room. They'd stopped halfway down the highway hours ago and grabbed a quick burger for lunch. As famished as they were, they were glad to see a pizza place across the road. After a quick splash of water on their faces to freshen up after the long drive and after they'd lugged their suitcases into the room, they headed across the road and wolfed a pizza, washing it down with a bottle or two of beer.

Then, grumbling stomachs put to rest, it was time to crash for the night. That big, inviting double bed looked finer than fine after the long day's drive. They'd gotten up early, driven long hours. A good night's sleep, with the drone of the air-conditioner to lull them, appealed a lot more than staying awake talking into the night.

Since they weren't a couple, Zach and Lila thought nothing of climbing into the double bed together. Both slept naked. They knew that about each other. They'd talked about how that wouldn't be a problem on this trip, since they weren't together and didn't intend to do anything in the bed besides sleep.

Lights out, then, and Zach was dead to the world. As sleep overtook him, he assumed the same would be happening for Lila. So imagine his surprise when he woke up several hours into the night to find the light on next to Lila's side of the bed.

And what in the holy fuck was going on?! Was Lila's hand on his cock? Why was he so fucking hard? Why was his cock feeling so fantastic as Lila slowly teased it from the tip down the shaft to his balls and back up to the big crown?

When Zach opened his eyes to see just what was happening, with Lila's bedside lamp providing light, he saw Lila was sitting right next to him on the bed, turned toward him to give her better access to his hard dick. One of her legs was lying alongside his. The other she had propped up, foot flat on the mattress, opening up her crotch to give Zach a direct view right into her pussy. The lamplight showed Zach that her pussy lips were full and rosy, clit standing out hard and proud, her cunt hole winking open and juicing as she moved to work his dick.

Never in his life had he seen anything that exciting. More to the point, his

cock

had never seen anything it wanted to study more intently than that wet pussy with its swollen lips and prominently displayed aroused clit. His cock couldn't get enough of studying every centimeter of the hot sight it was seeing so close at hand. His cock couldn't get harder as it thought about ways to get inside that dripping cunt and fuck it for hours.

Zach started to speak. Lila put her hand across his mouth and said, "Shhh. No talking. Let's let it happen."

Then, not taking her eyes from Zach's for a moment, she lifted herself and moved to straddle him, watching his expression as slowly and teasingly, she used his thick swollen dick dripping with precum tantalize her clit and run up and down her slit to gather up her slick nectar. She did this for what seemed an eternity to Zach, watching his eyes, smiling as he groaned and begged her to put it inside and put his cock out of its misery.

And that's just what she did. Slowly, so slowly that it was torture for both of them, she sheathed the big purple tip of Zach's hard cock inside her cunt opening, telling Zach as she did so, "Just feel it. Feel what's happening. Don't think. Feel it."

Up and down she moved, agonizingly slowly, working only the head just past the opening of her pussy, giving Zach's cock lightning bolts of pleasure he had never dreamed were possible, and making her cunt ripple and contract in anticipation of having his whole hard cock fully sheathed inside. Bit by bit, she fed Zach's pulsating thick tool into her pussy. The feel of his big cockhead moving up her tight hot channel, something she'd fantasized about forever, was enough to make Lila cum immediately. For Zach, the sensation of her hot wet pussy rippling and cumming along his shaft and sucking his cock deeper inside was like an out-of-body experience.

So much so that Zach couldn't hold back. As soon as Lila's hungry cunt had swallowed his dick to the hilt, he came harder than he'd ever cum in his life, shooting volleys of cum deep into Lila's pussy that seemed like they'd never end.

So that was what happened to begin the first night of Zach and Lila's spring break getaway. A lot more happened that night, of course, and would continue to happen over the rest of the break.

And Zach and Lila now had some major rethinking to do about who they thought they were and what their relationship was all about.

But that's another story.