4 comments/ 35005 views/ 3 favorites It's A Guy Thing Ch. 01 By: Verified College has always been known as a time for experimenting, especially sexually. Everybody around was eighteen years old, official adults, and seemed to be constantly horny. I couldn't say that I was any different; Being a guy, it was practically necessary. I had always considered myself straight, until college started. I'd never been with another guy, but I'd had some experiences that led me to have the not-so-shocking realization that I wasn't as straight as I thought. At once, I thought I may be gay, but the idea of having sex with a man seemed too weird to me - I couldn't be. So I thought I must be bisexual. And that's how college began for me. Did anybody actually do any schoolwork? Of course not. We were all too busy with our own matters, whether it be sex like usual, or relationships, or unwanted pregnancy, or something along the lines. Our generation was focused on sex nowadays. Everything in songs or on television or on the internet all contained some sort of sexual nature. It was sad to know that we were all losing our v-cards at younger and younger ages. Then again, were we complaining? Hell no! I thought, as I pondered over the obvious. I was thrown out of these thoughts by a loud buzzing and beeping. I almost jumped out of bed, hitting my head on my back-board. I groaned in pain, rubbing my head, and glanced at the clock. 7:00 A.M. I groaned again. Why on Earth was I getting up at seven on a weekend? The realization hit me - I was going to see an early-morning movie, then hit the beach with a bunch of my friends until the fair opened up, which was where we'd spend the rest of the day and night. At least I had gotten enough sleep to last me through the day. "Damn." I muttered, rising from my bed sleepily and rubbing my eyes. I stumbled off to the bathroom, hitting my foot on the closed door. "Fuck!" I growled, opening my eyes fully. Why was my bathroom door closed? I never closed it. Sighing, I opened up the bathroom and hopped into the shower. While I was in the shower, I heard the half-closed door to my room open. Curious, I wrapped a towel around my waist and peeked outside. There in the doorway stood my akita dog, Reyas. I smiled, whistling softly. She bounded over to me, wagging her tail. I proceeded to dry off and get changed into dark blue skinny jeans with fashionable rips and tears, and a bright green shirt, sleeves rolled up to my elbows. I quickly blow-dryed my multi-coloured "emo-style" hair, flicking it into normal messy but attractive style, then grabbed my wallet. I quickly filled Reyas' bowls with food and water, making sure the doggy-door was unlocked so she could get outside, then left my house. I quickly locked my door as soon as I'd left, glad to find that my group of friends was just arriving. Liam, my best friend, was driving his shimmering red Ferrari. I smiled, running over the familiar faces. Zaire, Liam's first boyfriend since he came out about being gay, rode shotgun. In the back there was the person I looked forward to seeing the most - Eli Reeves. Not only was he the sexiest guy anybody had ever seen in their entire lives, but he was the first guy I'd ever had a crush on. He smiled his sparkling, flawlessly white smile at me as I opened the cardoor, sitting down beside him. "Hey, Jay," Liam said, turning around to look at me. "we're trying to decide on a movie. It's either I Am The Devil or Lake of Murder. Which one?" "I Am The Devil. It's supposed to be the scariest movie of all-time." I said. We all loved scary movies - Not to mention that being scared meant having the chance to cuddle up with someone, preferably the someone sitting next to me. "Sure you won't get scared?" Zaire teased me lightly as Liam pulled away from the curb. "I'm sure I will." I replied, going along with him. He chuckled, rolling his eyes. "I'll protect you." Eli commented to me, grinning. Oh God, he was such a flirt. I felt my heart pick up pace, and I smiled. "What if you get scared?" I countered, arching a brow in quiery. "We'll protect each other?" I laughed, nodding. "Yeah, sure." When we arrived at the movie theater, there was very few people coming to the movie. I had heard that everyone around was too chicken to come see it. We asked the ticket salesman if he would see the movie, and he just laughed and shook his head at us like we were crazy. We were now sitting in our seats, eating popcorn and taking slurps of our drinks, waiting for the movie to start. Zaire and Liam were already deep into a makeout session, and so Eli and I just talked and joked around while we waited. I found my eyes constantly wandering down to his lips, a desire to kiss him flowing through my mind. I wanted to taste his lips, his tongue. It was almost too much to hold back. I desperately hoped for the movie to start soon, but there was a problem going on and so it was delayed a lot longer. Zaire and Liam didn't seem to care, but I was dying over here. Eli was so gorgeous - Shining crystal blue eyes, perfect smile, flawlessly tanned skin, blonde hair that was always in some sort of effortlessly sexy style. After a while, he seemed to notice my staring. "I apologize if I'm being distracting." he said after a minute, grinning his perfect grin. My cheeks went slightly pink. I wasn't normally one to get embarassed, as I was outgoing and would do anything at any time without hesitation. But here I was, feeling nervous and tongue-tied. "No! I, um..." I trailed off, finding no explanation. My line of thought came back, and I was determined to save myself. "It's just that I, uh--" Eli effectively silenced me - By pressing his lips to mine, reducing my mindless rambling to silence. My mind was reeling, an intense fire rushing through me. At first I just stared at his closed eyes and handsome face, shocked, but then my eyes drifted closed as I melted into his lips, the tips of our tongues flicking against each other and sending shocks running through me. When he pulled away, I was disappointed - The kiss was much too short for me. He smiled though, eyes open, only an inch or so away from me. "You're cute when you ramble." he whispered, gazing at me sweetly. I blushed, returning his smile. "You're cute all the time." I whispered back, slowly glancing around him to see if Liam or Zaire had noticed. They were still much too engorged in each other to even realize that the world still existed. "Touche." he countered, bringing his lips back to mine. This kiss was much longer, and much more intense. When the movie screen began to light up with the previews that came before the movie, he slowly pulled away, eyes remaining on me for a minute afterwards. Half way through the movie, I was so scared that I was clinging to Eli, shielding my eyes with one hand. He chuckled and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me closer and pressing me up against him. His other hand snaked down to my jeans, gently swiping over my crotch as if by accident. I immediately felt my cock respond to the slight contact, but I forced it away. It must've been an accident - He wouldn't do something like that in public. Then again, there was practically nobody around and it was pitch black... Eli did it again, but this time, he clutched my cock through my jeans. I was surprised, but I didn't object just yet. There was no way that was an accident. He offered me a lusty grin, kissing me before I could react. Oh God. Was he trying to torture me? Even though it wasn't direct contact, my manhood began to harden underneath his grip, no matter how badly I tried to contain myself. He was enjoying my embarassment. Loving every second of it, trying - and succeeding - to make it even worse than he already had. When he pulled away, I shot an urgently questioning look at him. Eli simply licked his lips with a smug smile, teasing me. His hand pulled away, pulling gently at my belt buckle. I held in a gasp, eyes wide. "Eli--" I began in a hushed but abrupt voice. "Relax." he cut me off in a whisper. "Just sit back and enjoy it." he insisted, undoing my belt and easily popping the button on my jeans out of the little slot. He reached into my opened jeans, caressing me through my underwear. I couldn't help but be completely hard by now. I wasn't pushing him away, but I definitely wasn't relaxed. All it would take was one glance over here, at the right angle, to see what was going on. I had to admit that it was a guilty pleasure, however. He pulled my erect cock out of my underwear, stroking it gently. Nobody was near us but Zaire and Liam, who, if they looked over here, wouldn't see anything or know that anything was going on, but I still couldn't relax. Multiple times I was ready to tell him to stop and push him away, but just as I'd be about to say something, he'd pick up speed as if reading my mind and cause me to gasp quietly and be unable to make out what I was going to say. I was fighting to hold myself back, but damn this boy was talented. He certainly knew what he was doing. If I were to cum, that would make everything that was going on extremely obvious. Either Eli didn't realize this, or he just didn't care, because he just kept working his magic. I began to pant as quiet as possible, breathing deeper and growing tense. He leaned down, lips only an inch from my cock, grinning all-knowingly. He quickly took the head of my dick into his mouth, sending me over the edge. I erupted into his mouth, biting my lower lip. I still couldn't believe that he was crazy enough to jack me off in a theater, but watching him greedily swallow everything I had to offer was definitely hot. He pulled away, licking a bit of cum off of his lips, his eyes narrowed seductively. I quickly took a moment to calm myself down, fumbling to zip up my jeans again and quickly doing up my belt. "You're crazy." I whispered to him, still panting. Eli just shrugged with a carefree smile. "Oh come on, you can't tell me you didn't enjoy that." he said, returning his eyes to the movie. Admittedly, the thrill of knowing we could get caught at any moment was exciting, and he certainly knew how to please a man. It left me wondering where on Earth he'd learned all that - He pulled tricks that I didn't even know existed. When I had jacked off on my own, all it had been was normal pumping and stroking, like any amateur did. But when he had done it for me, it was so much more. To be honest, he had blown me away. "Okay, fine, I did. You've got some major skill." I complimented him, my breathing finally decreasing to normal rate. "That wasn't even a quarter of my skill, Jay." he whispered back, turning his gaze on me and resuming a naughty grin. "You know, there's always the option to experience my skills in full." he added on, raising his brows enticingly. I couldn't help myself. I nodded eagerly, hungry for more. He laughed under his breath, amused and satisfied with my answer. "Then today is going to be a very fun day." It's A Guy Thing Ch. 02 Those words, oh, those words. What Eli had said to me was running through my mind all day. I was wondering nervously when he would strike. We were on our way to the beach now, and he kept shooting coy glances at me, innocent-eyed. What was he going to do? The beach was a very public place. Kids running around everywhere, parents chasing after them... Maybe I was safe there. Correction, hopefully. I later learned that day that I would not be safe. Did I want him to pull something like he had at the movie theater? Well, that was a hard question. The part of me that made my cock harden simply at the thought screamed yes, but the part of me that wouldn't live it down if we got caught, insisted no. I knew he was going to do something just by the way he looked at me, and by the things he'd whisper to me when we were close. Dirty things, things that made me guiltily ache for him. He'd whisper about the things he'd like to do to me; One of these was sucking me until I screamed, which I knew he was very capable of. I knew it was happening when he suggested we try a session with the surf instructor. He was a young guy, who looked to be a little bit older than us. He was attractive, with dark brown eyes and spiked-up brown hair. This guy was tall, taller than me, and quite muscular. Oh, the way that Eli mischieviously looked between me and him gave it all away. "Come on, it'll be fun." Eli insisted, tugging at my arm, trying to pull me over there. "I don't know... What about the others?" I asked, trying to draw him away nervously. Zaire shook his head. "We'll be fine. Go on." "See? Let's go!" he pulled me away to the surf instructor's hut, despite my obvious anxiousness. The minute we had gotten away from the group, I forced him to stop and look at me. "What the Hell are you doing?" He just grinned, causing my heart to pick up pace. "So you caught on to my little plan." "Yes I caught on!" I growled, looking away. "No, Eli. No. Just no." He crossed his arms across his bare chest, which supplied a great view of his toned six-pack abs that I had found myself staring at. "Come on. You can't tell me you've never thought about a threesome. And doing it in public makes it all the more fun." Okay, so I had. But that didn't make me up for this anymore than I had been five minutes ago. "Shut up! Somebody's going to hear you!" "Oh well." After a second of staring at him, silent, my mind began to change. The thought of him naked was glorious in my mind, almost enough to convince me. But we didn't even know this guy. What if he wasn't up for it? I'd never even done anything with one guy, let alone two. Even so, the idea got me hot. Reluctantly, I nodded just the slightest bit. "F-Fine." He grinned brightly again. "Wonderful." I let him pull me away, with hesitation, but without a fight. When we arrived at the hut, he smiled seductively at the man. "Hello. My boyfriend and I thought it would be fun to try out some surfing." Boyfriend?! I stared at him, wide-eyed. Was making it obvious that we were both open for guys really necessary? The man didn't seem surprised. He just smiled and said that he'd love to help. He led us to an assortment of surfboards, where Eli sweetly decided that ours needed to match. The whole time he subtly flirted with the surf instructor, who didn't seem to be offended or anything. As we walked out towards a secluded area of the beach reserved for him and his clients, Eli bumped it up a bit. "So, Luke, are you seeing anybody?" he asked sweetly, tilting his head with an innocent look. Luke shook his head. "No. My last relationship sort of failed during college, before I dropped out and took up surf instructing." "Aww, why?" he asked sympathetically, his gorgeous face lit by golden sunlight. He looked amazing, like always, and I could tell that Luke noticed. "Well, college is the time when people try out new things, if you get my drift." he began. Eli nodded, listening intently. "My girl and I tried out something, with another guy, a close friend of mine, and things sort of went downhill. The big thing was that I enjoyed the stuff with my friend more than what I did with her, and it just kinda dropped from there." Luke explained. "So what do you consider yourself?" "I haven't really thought about labels, to tell you the truth. But I guess if I had to, bi maybe?" he shrugged. He didn't give either of us time to respond; He simply launched into telling us all about surfing stance, movement, waves, etc. Eli glanced at me. His lips remained neutral, but his eyes were slightly narrowed, sparkling with the light of a grin. The lesson passed by much too quick. At the end of it, we were back in the hut. "So, Luke, have you done anything with a man after that?" He shook his head. "Haven't really gotten the chance." he proceeded to write a few things down, do a calculation, and tell us the price of the lesson. Eli pursed his lips in a cute pout. "Oh, Jaybear," he cooed in disappointment, "we didn't bring any money." "You don't need to pay, it's alright." Luke said with a friendly smile. "This one's on the house." Eli shook his head. "No, no. We couldn't do that. Do you accept other types of... Payment?" he asked with a sly smile, leaning forward to whisper to Luke. His eyes widened slightly, but he nodded, seeming eager. How cliche, I thought. Doing the, "Can I pay you in pleasure?" bit. Before I knew it though, I was standing naked in front of Eli. He was on his knees, helping Luke get out of his shorts. With a smile he wrapped a hand around each of our cocks, stroking firmly. Oh God, it was hot to see him down there, his lips only inches away from my dick. I kept wondering what the Hell I had gotten myself into, but I was enjoying it. Turns out, Luke was the dominate type. Eli was perfectly fine with that, happily sucking away while Luke thrust into his mouth, stroking me in time with the thrusts. He finally pulled away from Luke, turning towards me. He looked up at me with a sexy fire in his eyes, before moving forward to take me in his mouth. Damn, he was good at this. I wasn't all up for the face-fuck thing, but I couldn't keep myself from ramming my cock down his throat. Surprisingly, he didn't gag at all, and certainly didn't look like he didn't like it. Despite the fact that I was being so uncontrollably rough on him, I could tell that he was loving every second. He just worked his magic, listening to me moan in pleasure. "Oh, fuck." I moaned breathlessly. Just as I did, he pulled away. Of course. He didn't want me to blow before he even got started. It was torture. My rock-hard cock trembled, desperately needing the release that I couldn't have just yet. Eli went back to sucking on Luke, keeping his hands off me until I had calmed down. This lasted a good ten minutes before Luke shoved Eli onto all fours. He circled to where Eli's bare ass was exposed, gently pushing a finger in. Eli moaned gently, beckoning me over. I was inexperienced. I gingerly walked over, cock standing tall. When I was in position, he took me into his mouth, muffling his moans, which rised in volume as Luke's finger rised in speed. Eli pulled away for a second. "Fuck me," he panted urgently to Luke, then returned to sucking my cock. He obeyed without hesitation. Luke was down on one knee, gently pushing against Eli's hole with his glistening pink tip. Slowly, he pushed in. The minute the head popped into him, Eli gasped. I put a hand to the back of his head, fingers in his hair, pushing my cock further down his throat. He moaned in ecstasy, taking the entire length of my dick into his mouth with joy. I groaned in time with Luke, as he picked up speed. It didn't take me long to get worked up, and it didn't seem like Luke had a problem with that, either. I thrust once more, as deep as possible, exploding into Eli's mouth with an animalistic cry. A second later, Luke pulled out, cumming all over Eli's back. We were all panting, satisfied. Eli sucked every last bit of cum from my cock, swallowing it all greedily. I pulled away from him, my manhood already beginning to limp downwards. He grinned, licking his lips and turning his gaze to Luke. "Good enough payment?" he asked, breathless. "Fuck yes." Luke panted, reaching for his shorts. Eli got up, excusing himself for a moment to clean up. Afterwards, we both got dressed and left, agreeing that we should take another lesson soon. "Aren't you glad I talked you into that?" he asked as we began to walk back to the center of the beach, where everybody would be. I nodded and couldn't help smiling. "Okay, yeah. But this stays between us, alright? Never speak of it again." With a smirk, he shrugged. "Fine." he agreed, stopping me. I could see our friends in the distance, walking towards us. He took my hands, leaned in, and pressed his lips to mine. At first, I wanted to hide all of this from anyone. Even just the flirting. But right now, I was too lost in the kiss to care that my group of friends could see us perfectly, tangled with each other in deep kisses. I couldn't wait to see how the rest of the day would play out.