This story is a sequel to My First Year in College and My First Year in Prison.
Tyler is finally ready to commit to a serious relationship when he moves in with his former College crush, Austin. After years of entertaining the idea, it is time for those two to figure it out: is their relationship meant to last?
This story is entirely fictional and all characters featured are above 18.
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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN
Chapter 19: Near Death (S)Experience
I walked into a white room; the space was very hard to describe.
Everything was white. The floor, the walls, the ceiling...
So much that it was hard to differentiate the top from the bottom, where the room ended and where it started, to understand whether I was actually walking or not.
Was there even a floor under my feet? I mean, I was not flying off so I guess there was a floor to step upon.
It was not a depressing white either, not like the kind you can have in hospitals sometimes. It was a warm, welcoming white.
A white which does not exist.
At this thought, I realized that I was probably dead if I was seeing things that did not exist in real life.
Shit. I was not planning to die that young.
Or maybe, I was just dreaming.
I was not freaking-out though. Which, if you know me, might have been the strongest indicator that something was definitely strange.
I was calm.
"Hey."
Someone behind me greeted me. I was not alone then.
The floor looked more concrete under my bare feet now, it slowly turned into a light grey carpet. Wait... I noticed my hanging cock as I looked below me.
What was I doing there, stark naked?
I turned around to see who was there.
Austin was smiling at me, looking gorgeous. But something was different. He was not the Austin I knew.
He was the Austin I once knew.
Freshman Austin was grinning at me, wearing the yellow wrestling singlet I had offered him for his nineteenth birthday. It was more than ten years prior. This outfit was probably the greatest thing I had ever seen him wear.
"Do you like it?" He asked, as if he could read my mind.
He spun around to give me a show, even slapped his butt jokingly.
His ass looked amazing in this tight and revealing uniform. How outrageous was it that he used to be competing in this? His bulge, his butt, his pecs... Everything was on display.
"Are you real?" I asked.
Austin chuckled.
"You always need to overthink everything, do you?"
"I mean... Maybe... But this is sort of an important question, no?"
"Why?"
He had gotten closer to me. I had not seen him walked towards me, but 19 years old Austin was only an inch away from my naked body. I could feel his breath. He was even more stunning up-close.
His lips were beautiful, waiting for me.
And he was right. There was no reason why I should know if he was real or not. Who cared? I followed my instinct and I kissed him.
Everything was all right.
If this were to be my Heaven, I definitely liked it.
I did think times and times before while I was kissing Austin that I was experiencing Heaven, so maybe, that was true. I wondered what was happening as our tongues intertwined.
"Still overthinking, eh?"
Damn, that version of Austin was hot but I was not so keen of how well he could read my mind!
"Sorry, I was wondering if I was dead." I said, genuinely.
He made a face.
"Would not that mean that I am dead too? Since I'm here?"
Fuck. I hoped not!
My mind got back to the Man Cave's restroom for a split second. I did not think Austin's injury was too bad at first, but he was lying unconscious in the blood, right alongside me.
"I'm not sure how this works." I spoke.
Austin smiled at me again and held me in his arms. He was shirtless now, the singlet had vanished. My head was resting against his comforting pecs.
"Me neither, but I'll take care of you, babe. Ok? We're together."
"I love you, Austin."
All of the sudden, he was 30 again, with a broader frame, slightly longer hair, and more mature traits. He was stark naked, just like me. And horny, just like me as well.
"I love you too, Ty."
He grabbed my ass. Firmly. He meant business.
"Really, Austin? You're gonna do this, in freaking Heaven of all places!"
He laughed.
"Look, I'm just trying to have a cool anecdote to tell people at parties. Where's the craziest place you've had sex in? In freaking Heaven, guys! Who can beat that?"
I could not help myself from laughing as well.
"Ok then, I guess I can help you out with that."
I kissed his neck, licked his upper chest, and things got steamier from this point on.
Austin put his arms behind his head, flexed his biceps and flaunted his armpits. I licked them off, passionately. Oh, great! I realized I still had my sense of smell! Those armpits were the perfect amount of sweaty and stinky.
Delicious scent.
Austin was caressing my back as I got lower and bit his nipples, I then licked down his hairy muscular chest. I spent time on each of his eight-pack abs.
I was getting to his treasure trail, down to his pubes.
His nine inches cock was there, poking at the inexistant ceiling. I retracted his foreskin a little and kissed his cockhead. I played with his piss slit. It was getting slippery.
"Suck my dick, babe. I want to feel your mouth all around it."
I looked at Austin above me while locking my lips around his girthy familiar cock. I kept staring at his eyes while pushing myself to swallow more inches of his meat.
I struggled halfway through but Austin started moaning and that got me going.
Besides, if I was already dead, I could choke on his cock, right? I was not going to die again!
His dick got even harder in my throat and now, I was heavily gagging on his heavy piece of sausage. I did not give a fuck though. What could happen to me in a space like this with the man of my dreams by my side?
"Yes, dirty boy, give me a Martin!"
I almost bit his cock as I chuckled at his remark, my mouth full of his meat.
