Our weekend at the cabin behind us, we returned to the campus and the daunting challenge of mid-term exams. Aaron had really focused on his studies while we were at his parent's cabin. In addition, he had been my 'professor' as he led me through my first sexual experiences. I felt like I was walking on the clouds but also realized that I needed to set those longings and desires to the side for the moment as mid-terms approached.
The evening before the history exam Aaron and I met at the library for one final review. As we finished, I could tell that he was ready, and I told him that he was going to ace the test. We exited the library, and I found myself chatting excitedly about how proud his parents would be when he called them to share his success. But I suddenly realized that he was not next to me but instead walking several steps behind me. Stopping, I turned and saw the faintest of smirks on his face. "Why are you walking behind me," I inquired.
Aaron came up next to me and, glancing around as if to be certain that his words would not be heard by others, smiled and said: "To be honest, I was focused on that sweet ass of yours. Plump, round and firm." Then, in just a hushed whisper he continued: "And I have had the pleasure of seeing it, touching it and plowing it."
My mouth fell open but no words emerged. I could feel the redness of embarrassment creeping up my face and Aaron chuckled as he realized that he had achieved his goal of, once again, leaving me speechless. Now, walking next to me, he continued: "And I noticed in the library that you are wearing your signature white briefs."
"How...how on earth do you know what I have on under my jeans?" I asked a bit shocked.
"When we were in the library you were bending and squatting in the stacks looking for that book about the Weimar Republic." he responded. "Your Fruit-of-the-Loom waistband was peeking out and it was on display to anyone walking by."
I stopped walking and looked at him in disbelief. "Really?" I half gasped.
Aaron let out a hearty laugh and said: "Oh yeah, REALLY!" Chuckling, he continued: "You know, we really need to get you some new underwear. You don't have to wear white briefs all the time." Then, in a whisper he said: "But, I do remember they look good on that meaty rear end of yours. They looked even better when I took them off of you."
Once again, I had no response other than the stirring in my groin that signaled an impending erection. Changing the subject I asked: "Do you want to stop by the student union for a coke or a cup of coffee?"
"Can't" he said. "I told Becky Samuels that I would stop by her dorm. She and I will probably get a late dinner someplace."
"Oh, Ok," I responded trying to sound nonchalant when, in reality, I was disappointed. There was also another emotion bubbling just below the surface and I realized that it might be jealousy. I did my best to surpress it because I knew that Aaron was interested in girls and always seemed to have one or more hanging on him. He was, after all, quite handsome, popular and an athlete. He had beautiful piercing eyes, his body was muscular and, based on our experiences at the cabin, he was no stranger to carnal pleasures. But, I knew that he wasn't 'mine' so when we reached the path to my dormitory we said good night. I did remind him to get a good night's rest as we had the exam in the morning. He winked at me and patted me on the back as he headed to Becky's dorm.
The history exam was more difficult than I expected but Aaron told me that he was confident that he had done well. I was happy to hear that but I was still nervous. We had spent a lot of time studying and I did my best to prepare him. For some reason, I felt I had a lot riding on his grade. Perhaps it was because it would show whether or not I had what it took to be a teacher which was my course of study at the university.
The following Tuesday I was walking into history class when I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. It was Sarah Trenton. She was pointing to the professor's desk where a large stack of papers was sitting. "Look, Mike" she whispered. "He's graded our mid-terms. I hope that I passed."
I smiled at her and told her that I was sure that she passed although I had no way of really knowing. Aaron spotted my brief exchange with Sarah and gave me a thumbs up sign along with his usual wink. For some reason he believed that Sarah was interested in me because, according to him, she always had her eyes on my butt. However, the thought of Sarah even touching my rump was not appealing at all.
Professor Yortish started class by saying that some of the exams were disappointing to him and some folks would need to really redouble their efforts if they were to pass the class. I glanced at Aaron but he just smiled and looked confident. The professor walked around the class handing out the graded exams. I watched nervously as he handed Aaron his exam. But when his face broke out into a very broad smile I breathed a sigh of relief.
As the professor handed me my own exam he said: "I would like to speak with you briefly after class." I could feel the eyes of the entire class on me but when I looked at the paper it showed a grade of A+ and a singular comment: "Fantastic work." So, why on earth did he want to speak with me?
Class ended a little early and I remained behind as the rest of the class filed out. Professor Yortish called me up to his desk and explained that he was in the middle of a reasearch project revolving around Vichy France and the French Resistance during WWII. He further explained that he needed a second pair of eyes to review citations and sources and, because of my performance in his class, he felt that I was the perfect candidate to assist him. He concluded by informing me that the History Department had funds to pay for this activity and I could work on my own schedule. I was absolutely elated at the opportunity to do the job not only because it interested me but also because I could really use the money and the experience would look good on my future resume. I immediately accepted the position and thanked the professor for his faith in my abilities.
As I walked down the hall toward the exit I caught sight of Aaron leaning against the wall and chatting with three co-eds. "Shameless flirt," I mused as I once again tried to put my obvious jealousy aside. However, I was pleasently surprised that he called to me as I passed by his harem of college girls.
Aaron told the girls he had to go and then caught up with me as I exited the classroom building. Once outside the building he said: "Comon' buddy. We have no classes until this afternoon. Let's go to the student union. I'll buy you a cup of coffee and one of those great peanut butter cookies they sell. Then I want to find one of the pay phones and call my parents."
"Why do you need to speak with your folks?" I inquired.
He stopped walking, opened his folder and showed me his graded history exam. My mouth fell open when I saw the letter grade of 'A' and the written comment: 'Great Improvement, Aaron. Please keep it up.' I so wanted to hug and kiss him right there on the sidewalk but I refrained and just said: "I knew you could do it!"
We arrived at the student union and Aaron bought coffee and cookies to celebrate. Before he took a bite of the cookie, he looked at me with those beautiful, soulful eyes and said: "I owe you big time, Mike. You saved me. Once the coach sees that I am not on academic probation he will let me register for winter baseball camp." He smiled at me and our eyes locked together in a magical moment. But then, Aaron remembered where we were and said: "Grab your coffee. Let's go over to where the phones are. I know that my parents will want to say hello as well as thanks!"
Needless to say Aaron's parents were absolutely elated with his success. He handed me the phone and it sounded like his mother was crying with happiness. His dad, on the other hand, was very congratulatory and told me that I had accepted a difficult task and succeeded brillantly. I blushed as he spoke and I could see Aaron laughing. Before we concluded the call I handed the phone back to Aaron. He spoke briefly with his father and then said: "Mike, are you free on Thursday? My dad has some out of town meetings and he wants to swing by the campus and take us to dinner to celebrate."
