All In

Sean woke up the next morning looking at the unfamiliar room before last night's memories came flooding back. Erick's room was bathed in the early morning light, the scent of their encounter still lingering faintly in the air. Erick lay on his side, snoring lightly. Sean looked at him with a mix of curiosity and concern. He couldn't fathom why he thought it was a good idea to have sex with Erick. He checked the alarm clock next to the bed. Six-fifteen. Almost four hours until his final. He knew that they had pushed boundaries last night, and he wasn't sure how Erick would react in the sober light of day.

His eyes traced the contours of Erick's face, the two moles under his eye, the scar on his cheek and the third mole in his chin. The softness of his features in sleep were a stark contrast to the intense passion of their encounter. He reached out, his hand hovering over Erick's cheek, before withdrawing it. He didn't want to wake him, not yet. Instead, he rolled out of bed, his muscles protesting slightly from the unaccustomed exertion. He padded over to the bedside table, grabbing his phone to check messages.

He had a few hours, but he knew he had to get his head in the game. He decided to give Erick some space, slipping into the bathroom to clean up and prepare for the day ahead. Maybe he could grab something from Dunkin Donuts and study in the library. He went to his room to grab his towel and turned to the bathroom, naked. The shower was cold, but it helped clear his head.

Erick rolled over and opened his eyes to see Sean slip away and a moment later decided to follow him. Naked as well he slipped down the hall and into the bathroom after his friend. "Room for one more?"

Sean's eyes widened in surprise as he saw Erick outside of the shower. He grinned, suddenly excited. He turned the shower knob to allow for more warm water.

"Always room for you, buddy," he said, the warm water cascading over his muscular body. He stepped aside, making space for Erick to join him.

They stood in silence, washing themselves and stealing sidelong glances. When Erick turned to wash his face, Sean spread soap on his hands and started to wash his friend's back. Erick's muscles tensed under Sean's touch, the soap slipping over his skin like silk. He couldn't help but let out a low groan of pleasure, his cock starting to harden again. He leaned into the touch, his eyes closed.

"Thanks, man," he murmured, trying to keep his voice even.

Sean's hand crossed over the front of Erick's chest, and he rubbed his soapy hands down to his friend's cock. He kissed the back of Erick's neck and nibbled his ear.

Why did he do that?

Erick's body jolted at the unexpected touch, his cock growing hard again in Sean's soapy grip. He turned to face Sean, a look of surprise and arousal on his face.

"You sure about this?" he asked, his voice low and rough.

"Yeah."

Erick felt a rush of excitement at Sean's willingness. He turned in the shower, their bodies pressing together, the water beating down on their skin. He took Sean's hand and guided it away from his cock, placing it on his shoulder. "Let's save that for later," he murmured, his eyes searching Sean's for any hesitation. "I don't want to rush this..." He looked into Sean's green eyes and remembered Sean's cock and its taste. It was different from pussy, and somehow more erotic. He felt a sudden urge. "But I do want to taste you again."

He leaned in, his tongue tracing the shell of Sean's ear before moving down his neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. He knew Sean was inexperienced, and he didn't want to overwhelm him. Plus, he had a feeling that if they started now, they'd never make it to their finals.

Sean smiled and took a step back. He felt a trail of kisses blazing down his body as Erick took his dick into his mouth again. Erick's eyes gleamed with mischief as he took Sean's cock in his mouth, savoring the taste of his precum and the musky scent of Sean's body. He sucked and licked with an enthusiasm that surprised even himself, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head. He knew he had to keep things light, to not let the intensity of the night before overshadow their friendship - but he couldn't help himself. He hummed with satisfaction as Sean's body tensed with pleasure.

Sean held Erick's head as he began to pump his cock into Erick's warm mouth. Erick took Sean's cock deeper, his hand reaching around to cup his balls, gently rolling them in his palm. He could feel Sean's body respond, his breath hitching and hips jerking slightly. He knew Sean was enjoying it, and that only made him want to do it more. He bobbed his head faster, his tongue working its magic.

Sean pumped his hips matching Erick's mouth. He felt his cock swell and the orgasm well up inside him. He grunted and moaned.

Erick could feel Sean getting closer, his cock swelling in his mouth. He knew just how to make it feel amazing. Copying some of the better girls who sucked his cock, he pressed his tongue firmly against the underside of the shaft. He looked up, meeting Sean's eyes, and gave a little wink before taking him in deeper, his throat muscles working around the thick cock.

With a grunt Sean felt the surge of cum well up from inside him. Erick felt the familiar tightening of Sean's cock in his mouth and knew he was close. He sucked harder, eager to swallow the hot, salty liquid. Sean's hips stuttered, and with a low groan, he shot his load into Erick's mouth. Erick took it all, his eyes never leaving Sean's as he savored the taste of victory and the sweetness of their shared release.

He pulled back and stood, licking his lips, and grinned up at Sean. "Now that's a way to start the morning," he said, his voice strained by his own growing arousal. He reached down, stroking his own cock that was hard from watching Sean's pleasure. He stepped closer, his hand still moving in slow, deliberate strokes. "How about we make this a little more... balanced?"

Sean smiled devilishly and he sank to his knees. He tugged the cock experimentally. The taut skin on his shaft was foreign to him. It was thick and hard and hard in Sean's hand. Erick's breath hitched, his eyes watching Sean with a mix of surprise and excitement. "You sure you know what you're doing?" he asked, his voice teasing.

Sean kissed the pink head, and he parted his lips. Erick felt a rush of pleasure as Sean's warm mouth wrapped around his cock. The sensation was new and thrilling, and he couldn't help but let out a low moan. He watched Sean's eyes widen with curiosity and determination as he took him deeper. Erick's hand rested on Sean's shoulder, his grip tightening as Sean's head bobbed up and down. The water from the shower ran over them both, mixing with their precum and making Erick's cock slick. The blow job was amateur, but with some directing Sean's skill improved.

He knew he wouldn't last long under Sean's eager ministrations. His hips began to thrust slightly, guiding the rhythm. The world outside the shower, with its looming finals and responsibilities, faded away as he focused solely on the feeling of Sean's mouth around him. He felt his orgasm building, a warm pressure in his balls that grew with each stroke of Sean's tongue.

"Fuck, Sean, you're doing so good," he murmured, his voice a low rumble of approval. He knew he had to cum soon, and the thought of filling Sean's mouth was making him crazy. He tapped Sean's shoulder gently, indicating that he was close.

Sean, rather than pulling away soldiered on, sucking harder and using his hand to hasten the eruption.

Erick's eyes rolled back in his head as Sean's technique improved considerably, his hand joining in to stroke his shaft as Sean concentrated on the glans. The pressure grew unbearable, and with a guttural groan, he shot his load into Sean's mouth, his body convulsing with pleasure. He watched as Sean swallowed, a look of surprise and satisfaction on his face. He reached down, cupping Sean's chin, and pulled him up to kiss him deeply, tasting himself on Sean's lips.

"Fuck, that was hot."

Erick's heart raced as he was pulled into Sean's deep kiss, his cock still pulsing with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He could feel the warmth of Sean's mouth on his, and the taste was intoxicating. He broke the kiss, panting heavily, and grinned at his friend.

"You're a natural," he murmured, his eyes shining with a mix of pride and lust. He couldn't believe how far they'd come in just a few hours.

They finished their shower and had breakfast. Sean left for his final to study in the library without distractions. At the frat house Erick dropped Sean's clothes from last night on his bed. Each room housed two beds, and Sean's room was the cleanest with the bed still made.

Feeling a little anxious, Erick cleaned his own room and started packing. He also rounded up his dirty clothes for the trip and was cleaning the common areas when Sean returned a few hours later.

During the cleaning spree Erick mulled over this unexpected turn in their friendship. Twice in less than twelve hours he had had sex with a man. Twice. It wasn't bad. Far from it - the act was highly erotic. He also felt some sort of longing open within him.

"You know, we can always do that again if you want," Erick said casually as he wiped down the table in the kitchen. He didn't look at Sean when he walked in, afraid to see the judgment or disgust in his eyes. He could play it off with a joke. Erick looked up from his cleaning, a smirk playing on his lips. "Or, I don't know, man. Maybe we could try something different next time. Like, I dunno, a bit of role-play? Go out for dinner before?" He suggested, wriggling an eyebrow at Sean.

Sean expected the joke, but the second statement intrigued him. "Are you asking me out?" The statement was said with full earnestness. Sean could hardly concentrate on the exam as he replayed last night's and this morning's events in his mind. Sean didn't have the most exciting romantic history, but something was blooming in his chest when he thought about Erick.

Erick paused, the sponge in his hand resting on the stain he'd been scrubbing. He turned to look at Sean, caught by surprise. "Well, not exactly a date, but we could maybe, like, do... things... as friends... sometimes?" He suggested trying to gauge Sean's reaction.

"I'd like that," Sean said cautiously, feeling out the situation. "Doing.... things with you together sometimes..."

Erick's heart skipped a beat at Sean's response. He hadn't been sure if Sean was ready for more, but the tentative interest in his voice was all the encouragement he needed. He leaned against the counter.

"How about we go out tomorrow night, then? Maybe hit up that Italian place downtown, the one with the live music?" He said, trying to keep his excitement in check. The idea was thrilling, but he didn't want to scare Sean off.

They lived in the same town downstate but attended different high schools.

"Antonio's? Isn't that kinda fancy for 'friends?'"

Erick laughed, tossing the sponge into the sink. "Well, we do have a lot to celebrate, don't we? Your A in Anatomy, and... our newfound... um... thing." He winked, the corners of his mouth curling up into a knowing smile. "Besides, I happen to speak fluent Italian."

"Do you?" Sean asked, half believing, half expecting it to be BS.

"Yeah, I picked it up from my year abroad. It's surprisingly useful for ordering food... and other things." He winked, and Sean felt his cheeks flush. "But don't worry, I'll keep it PG for our... hang out session"

He grabbed the bag of chips he had been working on and offered it to Sean. "So, you in?"

"Okay." Sean took some and munched on them. The chips were a mutual favorite - cheddar and sour cream.

"Are you ready? I need to piss and pack. We can grab burgers at a rest stop on the way," Sean said through a mouthful of chips.

Erick grinned, his heart racing at the prospect of driving down with Sean. "Sounds like a plan," he said, trying to keep his voice even. He grabbed his phone and started to text a few of their frat brothers, letting them know they'd be leaving that night. Theo was watching the house as his family lived in town. He didn't live in the frat house, although he was a member. Still, Theo being around meant that everyone could go home without needing to work out who would be caring for the place during breaks. He also sent a text to his mom. She would likely leave it for hours or even days unless there was something she needed.

Sean peed and began packing. As he gathered the dirty clothes Erick left on his bed, he noticed the shirt was Erick's. He looked around before breathing in Erick's scent deeply. Why did he feel this way?

Erick's phone buzzed with reply notifications as he climbed the stairs to grab his bag. He peered into Sean's bedroom door to see Sean looking zoned out.

"You okay there, buddy?" he asked, his own voice threatening to betray him. "You look a little... lost in thought." He stepped closer, his own clothes hastily thrown into a duffel bag. "What's going on in that noggin of yours?"

Sean blushed and shoved the clothes he was holding into his bag. "Nothing!" His voice cracked.

Erick's eyes narrowed playfully, not quite convinced by Sean's response. He stepped into the room, his bare feet silent on the floor. He could see the embarrassment in Sean's eyes.

"Come on, Sean," he said, his voice low and coaxing. "You can tell me." He took a step closer, stealthily, like a cat.

"Uh, ummm. Our clothes got mixed up." Sean took the T-shirt out. It was definitely one of Erick's.

Erick chuckled, stepping closer to Sean. "Looks like we're going to have to get a bit more organized next time," he said, his hand moving to touch the t-shirt. "But, I gotta admit, the idea of you wearing my clothes is kind of...."

"Kinda what?"

Erick's grin grew wider as he reached out to Sean, his hand sliding down to rest on his waist. He could smell Sean's deodorant. "Hot," he murmured, his eyes narrowed with desire. "It would be like having a piece of me with you all the time."

He leaned in, his breath warm against Sean's ear.

"And I like the idea of you having a piece of me, too." He kissed Sean's neck softly, his other hand reaching for the hem of Sean's shirt.

"How about you take it?"

Sean looked at the shirt. It was black with a rude slogan on it. Typical Erick. "Okay. Do you have mine from last night?"

Erick's hand paused on Sean's shoulder, his eyes lighting up. "Oh, I do," he said. He reached into his own bag and pulled out the shirt Sean had been wearing last night, holding it up with a flourish. It was a simple black tee, now slightly wrinkled and musky with the scent of their combined sweat and arousal.

"But I think you'll look better in this," he said, pushing his own into Sean's chest. He watched as Sean brought it up to his nose again to smell it. His eyes lingered on Sean's face as he closed his eyes and inhaled.

The sight of Sean smelling his shirt was surprisingly erotic, and Erick felt his cock stir. He quickly turned away, pretending to be busy with reorganizing his own packed bag.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" he asked, trying to keep his tone casual.

Sean snapped back to reality. "Oh, um. I finish packing and then we hit the road. The car's open so you can throw your bags in. I can take you home when we get back to Long Island. We'll be back for the graduation barbecue next weekend, so if you don't need anything right away, we can leave it. I'll borrow my dad's van for the big stuff."

Erick couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment that their time together was coming to a temporary end, but he knew they had to face the real world eventually. He tossed his own bag into the hallway and went back to help Sean finish packing, the intimate moment from the shower still fresh in his mind. As they packed, Erick couldn't resist stealing glances at Sean, his mind racing with the possibilities of what might happen tomorrow night, and beyond. He tried to keep his thoughts in check, not wanting to get ahead of himself. But the way Sean had responded to him, the way he'd looked when he'd taken Erick's cock into his mouth, it was all so incredibly hot. Erick had never been with someone so eager to please, so open to exploration. He found himself growing hard again at the thought of it, and he had to remind himself that they had a long drive ahead.

"You're right - let's just grab what we need and go. Did you tell your folks we're on our way?"

"Yeah. I'm glad Professor Wang had moved the final after all. It could have been next Monday because of make-up classes. Did you let your mom know that you'll be home."

"Yeah, I texted her last night and again today," Erick said, folding a shirt and tossing it into Sean's bag. "No answer. Typical."

"Great," Sean remarked wryly. "I know she's not easy to get along with. You can spend the night, if you need." At this point, Erick was practically adopted by the Hunter family.

Erick's hand paused mid-fold. "Yeah, she's... a piece of work," he said, his voice tight. He didn't talk about his home life much, preferring to keep that part of himself private despite the closeness that had developed between the two of them in the past three years. But something about the way Sean looked at him, with genuine concern and acceptance, made it easier to open up. He took a deep breath and continued packing. "But enough about that. What's the plan for tonight then?" He tried to lighten the mood, his eyes darting to Sean's half-packed bag.

"Haha. Well, I don't know. My folks will be around. I don't know if anyone else will be." Sean was the youngest of four brothers and his parents delighted in hosting the small army of grandchildren when their parents needed a break. Sean resigned himself to being the fun uncle, and Erick was a good sport about being played with, even letting Sean's nieces give him disastrous "make overs."

Erick chuckled, the tension in the room dissipating. "Well, we'll have to keep it PG-13 then," he said. "But who knows, maybe we can sneak in some... a 'hands-on' anatomy tutorial when everyone's asleep." He winked at Sean, the thought of their secret rendezvous making his heart race. He knew Sean's family was welcoming, and the idea of being surrounded by their warmth and chaos was oddly comforting. It had been a long time since he'd felt truly at home anywhere, and the Hunters had always made him feel like part of the family.

Erick tried to keep his mind on packing, but the anticipation of the nights to come was too much. He couldn't wait to explore Sean's body again, to see what else he could make him feel.

"Sounds good." Sean said. He was holding himself steady. The thought of being intimate with Erick at home was both exciting and terrifying. What if they were found out? At last, they zipped up Sean's bags, grabbed his teddy bear (the ratty old thing lived under Sean's pillow, a known secret that was never openly acknowledged), turned the alarm on, and hopped in Sean's car. It was a beaten-up old Honda that was tough as nails and reliable. The thing would probably outlive the apocalypse.

Erick couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of Sean's teddy bear. He knew it was a sensitive subject, but he couldn't resist teasing him just a little. "You gonna tell me its name? Tell me his name!" Erick had been pestering him all the way out the door.

"Mr. Boppo," Sean growled. He asked as they pulled out of the frat house driveway. The car rumbled to life, the engine purring as they drove away from the place that had been their home again for the past year. Erick felt a strange mix of excitement and apprehension at the thought of going to Sean's house. He'd been there before, but never like this. This time, they were going there together, with a secret that could change everything.