For Spring Break, Mark, Sam, Chad and I made the long drive down to Florida and spent seven days and six nights basking in the warm sun. We had hit up a couple of theme parks, but mostly, we were beach bums for the week. It had been the relaxing vacation I needed. All year long between my classes, my labs, my studying and my job, I was busy all the time. I had needed to decompress and that break was just what the doctor ordered.
During our Florida trip, Chad and I had shared a room together. When I first learned that this was to be the arrangement, I was a little concerned. Months earlier, Chad had been tormenting me; bullying me really. I am a particularly small guy. I am 5'5" and weigh less than 100 pounds. I am gay, though I had never come out. I have always been an easy target for bullies. Chad hadn't acted alone, but he had been the main instigator. He was the one who had pushed things from merely verbal taunts into the physical realm. Without Chad's leadership, that night when the three of them grabbed me, held me down, stripped me, tickled me, measured me and milked me probably never would have happened.
As it had turned out, during that "attack", the three of them had discovered my "secret". They had been expecting the little guy to have a little dick. Well, I didn't. I have a massively huge penis that measures 8.5" soft and 11.5" fully erect. Especially on my slight frame of a body, it is monstrous. I guess I had earned their respect because after that night, my housemates never bullied me again. We had even begun to become a little friendly...well at least that had had been the case with Mark and Sam. Chad had been but standoffish. He tended to simply avoid me.
When the guys invited me to come along on their Spring break trip, I knew it was mostly to help divide up the expenses, but I had accepted any way. It had been a surprise that Mark and Sam would be buddied up all week and I'd be stuck next to Chad practically every minute of every day. Making matters worse, Chad was the exact physical type I was most attracted to. All three of them were strapping, muscular, good looking guys, but Chad had the dirty blond hair that was messed just right, the deep blue eyes, the well-proportioned and contoured body that was strong, but also just soft enough in all the right places. I thought it was going to end up being a long, awkward week.
Chad surprised me though. Right at the beginning of our journey he had apologized for what he had done. He had been genuine and sincere. I accepted his apology and we began to get to know each other a little. Along the long journey, Chad had started to get a little physical and dropped a few not-so-subtle clues.
That first night in our motel room, Chad crept into my bed and expressed his physical desires to me. That night, and all six nights, one of our beds had remained empty while we both slept together in a spooning position after having exhausted each other with lustful, horny sex. We didn't talk much about it, we just did it. I wondered if the fun would continue back at school, back in the off-campus housing unit the four of us shared. Would Chad come visit my room late at night? Or was this just a vacation fling that was over when the trip ended? All I could do was wait and see.
We had been back from our Spring break trip for a week and nothing had happened. I missed my time with Chad. Did I just miss the physical contact or was I missing Chad as a friend, as a person? I still wasn't sure. Yes, he had apologized for what he had done, but he was still the person who had been capable of those offenses. Yes, I was physically attracted to him, but was that enough? I wanted him to knock on my door so badly. Just thinking about him made me flush. I considered going to his room, but no. He had to come to me. He had to show me who he was.
Finally, on our ninth night back (not that I was counting) at around 1:00am, I heard a light rapping at my door. I leapt up and cracked it open. There stood Chad, still fully dressed from the day. He flashed me a half smile and my heart beat increased at the sight of him. He stepped inside and quietly closed the door behind him. He said, "I didn't think Mark and Sam would ever go to their rooms. Is it okay that I'm here?"
Just his presence was causing a stir in my shorts. "Yes," was all I managed to say as I was lost, gazing into those deep blue eyes.
He slipped out of his sneakers and stepped up to me. He slipped his hands under my t-shirt and slid them up my bare skin. I immediately responded with goosebumps all over. I tingled in anticipation. Then, Chad surprised me. He pulled me into him and kissed me. During our week of fun together we had never kissed. Honestly, I had never kissed anyone ever before. He had surprised me and it took me a moment to catch up. He started slowly and gently, our lips meeting each other's. This was new to me. I liked it. I was continuing to firm up down below and I was sure Chad could feel it against his leg. Chad kept the lead. He had one hand under my shirt on my back, and the other hand was cupping the back of my head, guiding me and managing the intensity.
As I got into it he got more, Chad's tongue parted my lips and found its way into my mouth. Our tongues met and explored each other. My erection blossomed and I could feel Chad stiffening as well, even through his jeans. The kissing was intense and more intimate than any of the physical things we had done all week on break. I slipped my hands under his shirt and explored his smooth skin for the first time in a week and a half. His nipples tightened in response. Not stopping the kissing, Chad guided me backwards to my bed, laid us down and kept on kissing me. His hand stayed under my shirt and explored my chest and stomach. I quivered from his touch and I wanted this to never end.
He paused a moment to remove both of our shirts. He had a gorgeous body. He was nicely tanned from our week in the sun. The bronzy shade made his muscular arms and shoulders look that much more toned. His thin but soft belly was also a shade darker than I remembered and I was instantly reminded that I had seen few better sights in my life than that of Chad shirtless. I was now fully erect. How I had missed his body. Chad went back to kissing me. Deep, passionate kissing. Eventually his tongue left my mouth and worked its way down to my neck. Goosebumps sprang up on my body anew as I experienced yet another first time feeling with Chad.
As he kissed and sucked on my neck, I tingled all over. His hand slid down and he discovered my full erection. He lifted his head for a moment and flashed me an approving smile. That warm, wet and wild mouth continued to slide down my body. Down my chest, down my stomach, a brief plunge into my belly button and then down my treasure trail. He hooked a finger under my waistband and pulled my shorts off. I was throbbing in anticipation. Though I knew it was coming, I couldn't help but gasp from the sensation as he took hold of my lengthy shaft in both hands. He took as much of me as he could take in his mouth and I leaned my head back and let this happen.
He just used himself, no toys. He hadn't even brought the fleshlight with him. Despite my almost foot-long size, he provided me with full coverage by using both hands on the length of my shaft below his hard working mouth. My own pre cum and his saliva were all the lubrication he used. This was our first time together in my room, our first time anywhere outside of our week in Florida. I had been horny with anticipation for nine days now. Chad touching me was like a jolt. It was electrifying. I wanted to hold out and make this last longer but I was too horny. Soon I was gasping for breath as my body shook and spasmed and I climaxed.
I moved on top of Chad, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down. I explored the tan line around his waist with both my eyes and my hands. His sensitive tummy quivered from my light touch. His 5.5" member was rock hard and I reacquainted myself with his smooth, beautiful organ. He was glistening with pre cum and he moaned softly as I licked him clean. I deep throated all of him and he moaned softly. I used my fingers to tickle his testicles and they contracted in immediate response. I could tell that he too was extra horny from our nine day absence and I didn't have to work too hard or long before he too curled his toes and convulsed in orgasm.
After, he stayed in my room for a little while longer and we talked quietly. He said, "I wasn't sure if you wanted me to visit you now that vacation is over."
I said, "Well now you know," and I pressed myself against him. How I had missed being in the same bed with him.
"Yeah, I guess I do." In the dark room I could sense him turn serious. "I think I really like you, Taylor. I mean, not just the things we do together, but I think I'm starting to..." he trailed off.
He's feeling the same way I am! I thought for a moment before responding. "I think I know what you mean. It feels right when I'm with you but it's complicated. I am still struggling with our past. That cannot be erased. We've come a long way and I want to move on. I'm just not sure yet."
He took my hand in his and held it. We had done a lot of physical things together on that Spring Break trip, but like the kissing earlier, this was the first time he held my hand and it was a surprisingly intimate gesture. He said, "Give me a chance. I want to prove to you that I am not the guy I was back then. At the time, I was in denial with myself about who I was. I was going out with girls I wasn't interested in. I was putting up a front for my friends. I didn't know what I really wanted, but now I'm figuring it out."
I said, "I think we need to get to know each other a little more. You know, talking. We know we enjoy the non-talking stuff. We need to find out if we like each other, if we fit together. We talked some in Florida but we need to do more of it. See if there's more there than just the physical desire."
Chad said, "Like a date? Should I ask you out?"
I laughed, "You don't have to label it. Maybe we could just spend some time together doing some other things. Eat some meals together, go to the fitness center together. You know, normal stuff. Our schedules are different and we never see each other outside of the house."
He was quiet for a moment then he squeezed my hand and said, "I'd like that. I have to go home this weekend for a family thing but maybe tomorrow night we could have dinner together."
