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"The Glory Hole Sagas" Chapter Two

Return to the Glory Hole

I returned to my room that Wednesday night very... stimulated. And a little confused. I was ready to accept that I MIGHT be gay, but I really did enjoy sex with a women, and was pretty sure that I still wanted to marry and have children some day. I found my roommate in the room, and once again mourned the fact that my great roommate from freshman year had decided to run off to join a commune in California with some hippy-freak girl, and I had been assigned to a stranger who was distant and ... well, sort of a cold fish, to make a bad joke.

Matt was a senior who was on the swim team. He had been in the Army, so he was already 25 years old, and he was about an inch shorter than me with that lithe swimmer`s build. When I informed the school that my roommate was gone, they asked me if I would mind moving to the upper classman's dorm. I jumped at the chance of having a bigger room, no curfew, and a private bath instead of the public showers and toilets of the freshman/sophomore dorm.

I had been very close to my old roommate, Jack. We drank beer, smoked dope and went to parties together. Jack was firmly straight, but very casual about his sexual needs. If I was studying and he was horny, he'd jerk off with the light on, right in front of me. I would do the same with him. It was not unusual for us to both be jerking off at the same time while we talked about the girls in school we'd like to nail. He introduced me to one of my current girlfriends, who he had been sleeping with when he hooked up with "Wildflower", the woman who dragged him off to the commune.

Wildflower was a pretty wild woman. One night, Jack told me that she wanted to do a three way with me! She lived in a commune type house, and had her own room. Jack and I took turns fucking her for hours while the three of us got high on pot. I have to admit that watching Jack fuck her had turned me on, but until now, I had assumed it was because of Wildflower. Now I realized that it was Jack who had turned me on, and began to regret the lost opportunity to try to have sex with him while with Wildflower. Or while sharing a room with him. How easy it would have been while stoned and horny to turn a jerk off session into sex!

Matt was very different. He was quiet, and had very few friends. He had a fiancé he planned to marry after graduation. She lived and worked in New York City, a two hour bus ride away, which is why he didn't date. Any weekend that he didn't have a swim meet, Matt took the early Friday afternoon bus to New York, returning late Sunday evening. I knew he had a good time, because he always looked exhausted, and he didn't jerk off until Tuesday or Wednesday night.

Matt always waited until the light were off to jerk off, but he was pretty noisy about it. He moaned and grunted as he pounded his dick, muttering curses and making a loud noise when he shot his load. I had always been turned on by this, and I enjoyed jerking off at the same time, but when I tried talking to him during that time, he would just grunt "Shut the fuck up, kid!" Matt would get pissed off if I started jerking off with the light on when he was in the room, so I had learned to restrict my one-handed exercises to times when he was in class, or at night.

Don't get me wrong, he wasn't a total asshole. Matt could be friendlier when he wasn`t pounding his pud. We did drink beer together some times, and whenever one of us had some pot, we would share a joint or two. But I always felt that he didn't particularly want to get close to me. In fact, he didn't seem to have any close friends at school. I would have been able to talk about what happened with Jack, but never with Matt.

Matt was studying and seemed to be in a worse mood than average, so I also studied until dinnertime. After dinner, I went to a run-down old local bar that Matt had taken me to once, and had a couple of beers, hoping that Matt would be asleep when I got back to the room. Filled with beer, I went to the men's room to piss, and while I was standing at the urinal I realized that there was a small peephole into the first stall that let you spy on the cocks of the guys at the urinals. I investigated, and discovered a glory hole between the two stalls. I scooted into the first one. A couple of local working class men and college guys came in and pissed, but left. Just being there got me horny, and I pulled out my cock and began to jack it slowly.

After about 10 minutes, an older, blue collar guy came in and took a slow piss in the urinal closest to me. When he was done, he stood there playing with it until he was hard. I wasn't sure what to do, so I cleared my throat. Without zipping up his pants, the man slowly walked to the other cubical, and closed the door. Without a further word, his six inch uncut cock slid through the glory hole, and I fell to my knees, swallowing it and beat my own cock harder. It was a lot smaller than Sam's big honker, so I could take it down to the root with a minimum of gagging. He began to fuck my throat through the hole, which really turned me on, and I began to grunt and groan as I felt my balls tighten up. He kept grunting things like, "Yeah, you fucking cocksucker, suck a real fucking man's cock!" and "Suck that fucking dick, you motherfucking bastard! Make me shoot in your fucking queer mouth!" His constant dirty talk was really getting my balls boiling, when suddenly he fed me a thin, watery load that tasted kind of bitter, but which was very big. I found it extremely exciting. As soon as he started to shoot, I joined him in cumming.

He pulled out, zipped up, slammed his fist twice against the stall wall and in an angry voice said "What a filthy gawddamned fucking cocksucking faggot!" really loudly as he left the room. I was terrified to leave the crapper stall, afraid that he would be waiting for me with his buddies to beat me up! What if someone had heard him??

Three men entered together, and I flushed and left the cubicle, washing my hands slowly so that I could leave with the group. A quick look showed me that the older guy had left the bar, and when a group of students I knew left to walk back to campus, I went with them. Matt and I went to bed sort of early, and my balls were pretty empty from my adventures that day, so I didn't mind when he didn't start jerking off, and went to sleep.

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I woke up the next morning with a roaring hard on - not a morning piss-on, but a need for sex! That surprised me, considering I had had more sex the day before than I had ever had in one day. Unfortunately, Matt was already awake and cramming for a test in French, his worse subject, so I quickly showered and dressed, although it was only 6

AM, and I didn't have a class until 9. I decided to go have a breakfast in the dining hall when it opened at 7. ANYTHING to escape from Matt, and avoid triggering his anger.

Grabbing my school books and quietly slipped out of the room, I slowly walked across campus. As I did, I noticed that there were an unusual number of men wandering around the campus that early, and most of them were obviously not students, but men dressed in work clothes and carrying lunch boxes, or in business suits and carrying brief cases. I was walking behind a student, a jock by the look of his build, and quickly felt my hard on return. He had on a pair of bright red exercise pants that showed off his muscular ass, and a tight t-shirt that displayed his muscular back.

As I approached the Administration Building, I noticed a gray haired gentlemen in a suit leave though a side entrance that went directly to the basement. The jock was headed for the same door, and the older man stopped and stared at him, and licked his lips. He looked at his watch, shrugged and sighed and left, passing as close to the younger man as he could without being rude. When he got close to me, he gave me an equally hungry look. Another "suit" came out of the door and turned to watch the jock walk in. Suddenly it dawned on me - they had been to the Men's Room I had discovered the day before. And the hot jock was on his way there, too. Hot damn!

I hurried into the Administration building, and promptly got lost in the maze of corridors. It took me a few minutes to find the Men's Room, and as I walked down that dead end hallway, a handsome man in his 30s was leaving. He stopped and smiled at me, and I smiled back, but he pointed to his watch and left. I entered the room, positive someone was already servicing the hot jock, but to my surprise, I found him leaning against the short wall that blocked the view into the room from the door, his shirt off and his hands over his head. He was very muscular, and smooth. He had a boyish face and wavy, short brown hair. As I watched, a guy my age walked up to him and tried to touch him, but the jock pushed him away. An older guy went into the first toilet stall, leaving the door open and stared at the jock, who ignored him.

Then the jock looked at me. His hand went to his crotch and he hefted his meaty dick through the skimpy cloth. He walked into the doorway of the center booth, staring at me. I walked passed him towards the last toilet stall, walking close enough to him to trail my fingers across his chest as I did. He groaned as I did that, but didn't move away. He went into his cubicle and shut the door, so I went into the last one. I dropped my pants and started to fist my hard on, then I peeked through the glory hole. The jock had stripped naked, and was standing against the far wall, jerking on his cock, displaying his hot body for me. His back blocked the view from the third booth, and I heard the guy in there mutter and leave.

Again I was unsure of what to do, and I watched as the jock walked towards me, knelt down and looked back at me. He whispered. "Now you strip." I stood against the wall and slowly took my clothes off. The last cubicle was against one of the arches that made up the basement, and there was a wide ledge in it for me to put my books and clothes. I stood there, jerking my cock as he watched me.

Through the hole, I heard him whisper, "Aw, damn, you're a hot fucking man!" Then he stood, and put his cock through the hole, as well as his balls. I was on my knees in a second, licking the precum from his 7" uncut cock. I wet my hand and jerked his cock while I started to lick his balls the way Sam had licked mine the day before, and he moaned, "Oh, fuck, yeah!" I chewed on the skin a little, which had him groaning and whimpering in pleasure. Then I licked up the side of his cock-shaft until I was back at the head, and slowly took him into my mouth. His cock was kind of skinny, so I had no trouble getting it into my throat, which caused him to mutter loudly, "Fuck, take it all, you cocksucker!"

I noticed some movement near the door to my toilet stall and realized that a man was peeking through the crack, watching me suck the stud's cock. That just made me want to put on a better show. I kept taking the jock deep in my throat, slowly fisting my cock while I did it, while I held onto his balls with my other hand. He kept gasping, saying "Man, you're the best fucking cocksucker I ever had! Suck it, man! Make me shoot!" After five minutes, the jock gasped, "Oh, fuck, gonna fucking shoot my jizz in your mouth, motherfucker! Drink my jizz, cocksucker! Ungh!" Then his balls jumped in my hands as he shot five hard spurts of hot, salty cum into my mouth.

I stood up and as his cock withdrew, I inserted mine. At first nothing happened. Then he whispered "I ain't a fag, man.", but he grabbed my cock and began to fist it, and I heard him kneeling. He repeated "I ain't no fag, got it?" And when I said "Yeah, I got it, you ain't a fucking fag. Just suck my fucking cock, man," I felt his lips circle my cockhead. This was not his first time giving a blow job! My fairly fat 9 inches slid right down his throat until he gagged about an inch short of my pubes. The jock went to town, and soon had my whole cock down his throat. He was pretty good, but when I just moaned ""Oh, yeah, you got a sweet fuckin' mouth...", he stopped, and muttered "Shut the fuck up, man. I ain't no cocksucking faggot!"

I said "OK, I understand", and he went back to sucking me, long and slow. He drew my balls through the hole, and gave them a thorough licking, and then went back to sucking my dick. He sped up his strokes, and I had trouble stifling my moans, but he seemed to have lost his concern. My balls jumped in his hands, and he grunted as I moaned `Oh, damn! Here it cums, buddy!" and he swallowed 6 big jolts of protein drink from my hose.

I slowly got dressed, and I was surprised to find him standing at the sink, his shirt back on, washing his hands. He looked me in the eye, and muttered "I ain't no fucking faggot."

I replied "No, you're not - you're all man and a real handsome stud."

He grinned at me and whispered "You're really good looking and sexy yourself. See you around, Ike."

Startled, I took a second look at him and realized that he was in one of my classes. In fact, I was sure he was the guy who was dating the girl with the massive jugs in our math class. He grinned back at me, and we silently left the room together. As we walked down the dead end corridor, two "suits" were walking towards us, and they stopped to stare at us. I almost laughed at the identical look of disappointment on both their faces! I stopped to light a cigarette, offering him one, which he refused. We walked silently down the confusing corridors together, grinning at the looks of lust and disappointment the hungry cocksuckers on their way to the Men's Room gave us. We shook hands when we got outside, and he strutted off towards the Phys. Ed. building, whistling.

I watched him walk away, hoping that some day I'd have the chance to fuck the muscular ass highlighted by the clinging material of his exercise shorts. An incredibly handsome man in his late 20's or early 30's was walking towards him, and turned to watch the jock walk away. I was grinning as the man turned and walked towards the door to the building behind me. He was dressed for the office, but had his jacket casually draped over his shoulder, his bent arm showing the nice build in his arms. His dress shirt was tight enough to show that his chest was also well developed, and he wasn't wearing a tie, so I could see hair peeking though the open collar. The closer he got to me, the more I realized that "handsome" was not a strong enough word for his looks - I wanted to be a writer, but was at a loss for a word to describe how good looking this masculine man was, and he was walking right towards me with a big smile.

"Got a cigarette, kid?" he asked. I gave him one, and he held on to my hand for longer than necessary when I lit it for him. He looked into my eye and winked, finally let go of my hand, then walked to the open basement door, looking at me. As he went in, I followed. We walked down the hall together.

"Aren't you tired from playing with your friend who just left?" he asked jokingly.

Having this exceptionally handsome man come on to me had me half hard already. I smirked at him as I groped my crotch. "Hey, I'm 19. What do you think?' I replied jauntily.

He gave a deep hearty laugh and patted me on my shoulder. "Oh, yeah, I remember those days. My cock was hard almost all day long! I wish I'd known about this place back then. I was a student here, too, and always hard up for action." When we got to the first cross corridor, I walked past him, but he put his hand on my arm and said "I thought you were going to the T-Room?" Although I had never heard the term, I was pretty sure he was talking about my "special" Men's Room, so I nodded. "That's the wrong way," he explained.

"How do you know?" I asked, puzzled, "All the corridors in the basement look the same to me. I found that Men's Room totally by accident yesterday when I was lost looking for my English instructor's office." He pointed to the corner of the archway, at waist height. There were arrows carved into the bricks that clearly indicated a turn. The edges of the carving looked pretty worn, as if it had been there a long time. I followed him, and there was a clear but subtle trail of arrows that lead us directly to the dead end hallway across from Mr. Hamilton's office door. I laughed "I got lost finding this place, and now I have the secret to easily find my way to my English instructor's office, right there," pointing at the door.

The man laughed as he held open the door to the toilet for me. A cute redheaded kid who appeared to be no more than 16 was just about to walk out, pulling up his zipper. He looking terrified when he saw us, and scooted down the corridor. The room was pretty crowded now. The first two cubicles were occupied, and it sounded to me like someone was impaling their ass on a stud's dick the way Mr. Hamilton had done to me the day before. The wall between the stalls actually rattled. Two younger men, one a student, the other dressed in the uniform of a mailman, were standing at the urinals watching each other jerk off. An older man in work clothes was leaning against the wall that the jock who knew my name had leaned against, watching them as he played with himself through the open zipper of his pants. My new friend quickly lead me to the last booth, which was empty, and locking the door, hung his jacket on the hook on the back of the door.

Curious about all the noise, I peeked through the glory hole and he joined me. There were two men in it. One was one of the "suits" who had passed me as I had last left the room. He was giving a hard, fast fucking to a young man in a college letter jacket, who was sucking a cock through the other hole. The student was getting rammed so hard that he had his arms up against the adjoining wall to avoid being knocked over by the mighty thrusts of the older man. The cocksucker may have had his throat plugged, but he still managed to make enough noise to let everyone in the room know how much he was enjoying getting his butt plugged. He was so loud, I was surprised we hadn't heard him out I the corridors!

Our arms ended up over each others shoulders as we shared the view. Then the man turned to me and kissed me on the lips. Instantly, I was ready for action again! I kissed him back as we stood, and my hand trailed down his muscular back and ended up on his ass. He made a noise that indicated to me he liked my hand there, so I squeezed his muscular bun. He held me tighter and his tongue pushed into my mouth. He leaned back and looked at me. He ran a hand down a cheek and said "Man, you are good looking, hot stuff."

I laughed and said "Me? YOU'RE the one who is good looking. You can be a fuckin' movie star! And you're hot as hell."

"Don't sell yourself short, stud. You are incredibly masculine and very handsome. I was very happy that you decided to come back for a second round after playing with that OK looking jock, who certainly was VERY pleased to have had sex with YOU, from the big shit eating grin he gave me as he passed." He ran a finger over my lips, which caused my balls to boil. "If you had walked off, I would have been VERY disappointed." We kissed again, and it grew more passionate. We clutched at each other in a frenzy, kissing and feeling each other up. Our hands reached at the same moment for each other's crotch.

The man was hard, and I opened his zipper quickly. Since he was wearing boxers, it was easy for me to fish out his hard, fat cock. He opened the buttons on my jeans, and discovered that in my rush to escape Matt's bad mood, I had not put on any underwear. We fisted each other's cocks of a few seconds, then he sat on the toilet and began to suck my cock. Since I had cum just a short time before, I knew he was going to have a nice long time to enjoy my prick.

I unbuttoned the man's shirt, and ran my hands over his hairy, well developed chest, moaning. His hands pushed under my shirt and returned the gesture. His big cock was pulsing, a big drop of precum glistening at the piss slit. I pulled him to his feet and took his place on the toilet. I licked the sweet honey from his cock, and began to slowly lick his cock. It was cut, about 7", but the fattest cock I had sucked so far. I stretched my jaws and managing to get the head into my mouth, began to use my tongue on his cockhead as I massaged his heavy, hairy balls. I remembered that he had liked my hand on his ass, so my other hand went back there, and began to play with his asscrack. After a few minutes, he took my hand and put my finger in his mouth, getting it good and wet, then repositioned my hand at his asshole. I took the hint and pushed my finger in. He sighed, thrusting another two inches of his massively fat cock into my aching mouth. He pushed my hand back and forth, and I figured out what he wanted. As I sucked on his dick, my finger fucked his hole. After awhile, he took my hand out of his clutching ass and wet a second finger. I needed no further instructions.

From the far booth we could hear the guy getting a blow job loudly announcing his approaching orgasm. Now that HAD to have been heard in the hallway! We could hear him leave, and another man talk his place. The ass-fucker growled at the college student he was screwing into the wall "Suck it, punk! Suck that man's cock dry!" The kid shouted "No!", which was followed by the sound of a hand slapping an ass a number of times, a few moans and whimpers, and then the slurping of a mouth around a cock. The banging of the student's body against the wall of the toilet stall continued unabated. "Man," I thought, "that `suit' can sure last a long time! I hope the kid likes that rough fucking his getting!"

A few minutes later, my partner moaned "Put in another finger", so I did. My fingers jiggled around in his guts. Suddenly he grabbed my head and thrust so that my nose was in his pubes! I thought my jaw was going to be dislocated as I felt his already fat cock seem to expand. He fucked my throat for a few strokes, and hissed "Holy fucking shit! I'm gonna cum, sweetheart! Gonna feed you my spooge!" His ass spasmed around my fingers, and he pulled his cock back so just the head was in my mouth as 4 large, thick blasts of salty cum filled my mouth. I left as much in my mouth as I could before swallowing, and really savored the taste.

The "suit" in the next stall said "Get ready, you fucking college-boy punk. I'm going to fill your boy-pussy with a real man's fucking load! Aw, FUCK!" Curious, we peeked through the hole again as the suit pulled a long, thin cock from the kid's ass. He pulled the kid up into a hug, and kissed him, then said clearly "See you next week?" The student's nice sized cock was dripping cum, and going soft.

The student slapped the older guy on the ass. "You bet, man. Same time as always. I fucking loved it. As always." said the kid, who pulled up his pants, and left with the suited man. The older man who had been loitering against the wall scooted in, fell to his knees and swallowed the hard cock that was still poking through the other hole, not even taking the time to lock the cubicle door! We looked at each other and laughed. My friend looked at my hard cock and said "Now, I have plans for THAT, hot stuff." He took off his pants and shorts, and pushed me back onto the toilet seat. Then he straddled my body, and lowered his wet, stretched ass onto my hot prong.

Unlike Mr. Hamilton's ass, this man's hole was loose at first. But as he rode up and down on my hardon, he tightened his ass muscles, making me moan. He leaned forward and began to kiss me as he rode up and down slowly on my cock, leaning me back as far as possible against the toilet tank. More noises of sex and orgasms floated over from the other booths, but we were in our own world as he slowly rode me to glory. His fat cock grew hard again.

Every time I felt I was about to cum, my new found friend would stop moving, letting me calm down before riding me again. I lost track of time as he brought me to the edge over and over. Some where along the way, I had lost my shirt, and I was suddenly showered with a burning hot load of his cum all over my chest as his ass muscles clamped down on my cock. This was too much for me, and with just a load moan, I filled his guts with a massive load of cum. My balls kept pumping until I thought I would pass out.

We kissed while my cock grew soft in his ass. Before he dismounted, he took a large wad of toilet paper, and immediately plugged his ass with it when my cock left it. "I want to feel that hot load in my guts all day, kid, to remind me of you." I grinned at him as he fell to his knees and licked his load off of my chest. We got up and slowly got dressed. When we got to the hall, he stopped to pack and light a pipe as I lit a cigarette, and we walked out of the building together. The tobacco blend he was smoking was the same one my late father had smoked, a smell which always made me feel warm, safe and slightly turned on. I decided that it was time for me to try out one of my dad's many pipes when I went home next time.

When we got to the outside he held out his hand. "I'm Gus, stud. I will DEFINITELY be looking for you in the future. You are one good looking stud, and man, do you know how to screw the hell out of a man! I had a great time, and you really made my ass very happy."

"I'm Ike. Glad to meet you, Gus, and I really enjoyed myself. I feel like I've made love to a movie star this morning. I`d love to learn how to really do justice to that fat tool of yours with my mouth." I looked at my watch and realized that if I didn't hurry, I wouldn't have any time to grab a quick breakfast before my class, and I was starved after all that physical activity. Time flies when you're cock is in charge! "Oh, shit, I have to get going! I'll see you in the basement soon, Gus." I called as I ran off towards the cafeteria, wondering if I would ever have a chance to have a really long sex session with the muscular stud in a bed. I had noticed that he wasn't wearing a wedding ring - not that all married men did, but I assumed that it was a good sign. I really looked forward to finding out.

But that is another story.

偷窥孔传奇 - 第二章

作者： Ike Rose / Oldtimer25
发布时间： 2010 年 8 月 3 日
字数： 5230
来源： [[https://new.nifty.org/stories/glory-hole-sagas-02531/2]]

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偷窥孔传奇 第二章

重返偷窥孔

那个星期三晚上回到宿舍时，我感到非常……兴奋。还有点困惑。我已经准备好接受自己可能是同性恋了，但我真的很享受跟女人做爱，而且相当确定自己仍然希望有一天能结婚生子。回到房间时，我发现室友正在里面。我又一次哀叹这个事实：大一那个超棒的室友居然跟一个嬉皮疯女人私奔到加州搞公社去了，而我被分配给了现在这个陌生室友——这家伙疏远又冷漠……说白了，他就是个冷血怪人，这话虽然不好笑，但确实是那么回事。

马特是个大四学生，在游泳队里。他进过陆军，所以已经二十五岁了，比我只矮一英寸左右，有着游泳选手那种柔韧修长的身材。学校得知我的室友跑路之后，问我介不介意搬进高年级宿舍。我一听就乐疯了——更大的房间、没有宵禁，而且还有单独的浴室，再也不用去大一大二宿舍那种公共淋浴间和厕所了。

我跟原来的室友杰克关系特别亲密。我们俩一起喝啤酒、抽大麻、参加派对。杰克是个不折不扣的直男，但他对自己那点性需求倒是非常随意。如果我在学习而他欲火焚身，他就会开着灯直接在我面前打飞机。我也会跟他一样当着他的面打。我们俩经常一边撸着鸡巴，一边聊学校里那些我们想上的女生，这种事一点都不稀奇。就是他把我介绍给我现在其中一个女朋友的——当时他正跟那个叫"野花"的女人搞在一起，结果这女人后来把他拐去了公社，杰克就这么把自己的炮友转给了我。

野花确实是个疯女人。有一天晚上，杰克告诉我她想跟我们俩玩三人行！她住在一栋公社类型的房子里，有自己的房间。我们仨一边抽大麻一边轮流操了她好几个小时。我不得不承认，看着杰克操她的样子确实让我硬得不行，但直到现在，我一直以为那是因为野花本人的缘故。现在我才意识到，真正让我兴奋的其实是杰克。我开始后悔当初跟野花在一起的时候，没有趁机跟杰克也发生点什么。或者在我们同住一个宿舍的时候也行啊。那时候我们嗑了药、欲火焚身，把一场打飞机变成做爱该有多容易！

但马特这个人完全不一样。他安静得要命，几乎没什么朋友。他有个未婚妻，计划毕业后就结婚。她在纽约工作生活，坐大巴两个小时就到，所以马特平时根本不约会。任何一个没有游泳比赛的周末，马特都会搭周五下午早班大巴去纽约，到周日晚上很晚才回来。我知道他玩得挺开心的——因为他每次回来都一副筋疲力尽的样子，而且一直到周二或者周三晚上他才会开始打飞机。

马特总是要等灯全关了之后才打飞机，但动静闹得特别大。他一边猛撸鸡巴一边呻吟低吼，嘴里骂骂咧咧的，射精的时候还会发出一声巨响。这种事一直让我很兴奋，我也喜欢跟他同一时间打飞机，但每当这个时候我试着跟他搭话，他只会低吼一声："给老子闭嘴，小子！"如果马特在房间里的时候我开着灯打飞机，他会气得要命，所以我早就学会了把单手运动限制在他上课或者深夜的时候。

别误会，他倒也不完全是个混蛋。马特不在猛撸他那根玩意儿的时候，其实也可以更友善一些。我们偶尔会一起喝啤酒，不管谁手里有点大麻，也会一起分享一两根。但我总觉得他并不是特别想跟我亲近。事实上，他在学校里好像根本没有任何亲密朋友。如果室友是杰克，我肯定能跟他说出那天发生的事，但对着马特，绝对不可能。

那天晚上马特正在学习，而且看起来心情比平时更烂，所以我也只好跟着一起学，一直学到晚饭时间。晚饭后，我去了马特以前带我去过的一家破破烂烂的本地酒吧，喝了几杯啤酒，想着等我回房间的时候马特最好已经睡着了。啤酒灌了一肚子，我走进男厕所去撒尿。站在小便池前的时候，我注意到第一个隔间上有一个小窥孔，可以从那里偷看小便池前那些家伙的鸡巴。我研究了一下，发现两个隔间之间竟然有一个偷窥孔。我赶紧溜进了第一个隔间。几个本地工人和大学生进来撒了尿就走了。光是待在那里就让我欲火焚身，于是我掏出鸡巴，开始慢慢地撸起来。

大概十分钟后，一个年纪挺大的蓝领工人走进来，在离我最近的那个小便池前慢悠悠地撒了泡尿。尿完之后，他就站在那里玩自己的鸡巴，一直玩到硬起来。我不太确定该怎么做，就清了清嗓子。那个男人没有拉上裤子拉链，就这么慢慢走到另一个隔间，关上了门。一句话都没多说，他那根六英寸长的没割包皮的鸡巴就从偷窥孔里滑了过来。我立刻跪倒在地，一口吞下去，同时更加用力地捶打自己的鸡巴。他的鸡巴比山姆那根巨炮小得多，所以我几乎不怎么干呕就能直接含到根部。他开始透过那个洞操我的喉咙，这让我兴奋得不得了，我开始哼哼唧唧地呻吟起来，感觉到自己的睾丸正在收紧。他不停地咕哝着那些下流话，比如"对，你这个死吸鸡巴的，吸一根真正男人的鸡巴！"还有"吸那根操蛋的屌，你这个狗娘养的杂种！让老子他妈的射进你那同性恋的臭嘴里！"他这连续不断的脏话真把我的蛋给煮开了锅，然后突然间，他喂了我一泡稀稀的、水水的存货，味道有点苦，但量非常大。我觉得这他妈简直兴奋到爆炸。他刚开始射，我也跟着一起射了。

他拔出鸡巴，拉上拉链，用拳头狠狠砸了两下隔间的墙，用一种愤怒的声音超级大声地吼道："真是个恶心的、该死的、吸鸡巴的死基佬！"然后就走出了厕所。我吓得根本不敢从隔间里出来，生怕他正和他的同伙等在门外准备揍我一顿！万一有人听到了他喊的话怎么办？

这时三个男人一起走了进来，我赶紧冲了马桶离开隔间，慢慢洗着手，好跟这群人一起出去。快速扫了一眼，我发现那个老男人已经离开了酒吧，正好有一群我认识的学生要步行回校园，我就跟着他们一起走了。马特和我那天都睡得挺早，白天那几次冒险已经把我蛋里的存货清得差不多了，所以他说他没开始打飞机的时候我倒也不介意，直接睡了。

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第二天早上醒来的时候，我的鸡巴硬得嗷嗷叫——不是晨勃那种硬，是迫切需要做爱的硬！这让我特别惊讶，毕竟前一天我搞过的性爱比我人生中任何一天都多。不巧的是，马特已经醒了，正在拼命复习法语考试——这是他学得最烂的一门课。所以我飞快地冲了个澡穿好衣服，虽然这会儿才早上六点十五分，而且我第一节课要到九点半才开始。我决定去食堂吃个早饭，食堂七点开门。只要能逃离马特、不惹他发火，什么事都行。

抓起课本，悄悄溜出房间，我慢慢穿过校园。走着走着，我发现这个点钟在校园里晃荡的男人多得有点不寻常，而且他们中的大多数显然不是学生，而是穿着工作服、拎着午餐盒的工人，或者穿着商务西装、拎着公文包的男人。我正走在一个学生后面——看体格应该是个运动员——很快感觉到自己那根硬鸡巴又硬了回来。他穿着一条亮红色的运动裤，把肌肉发达的屁股裹得线条分明；上身是件紧身 T 恤，勾勒出他肌肉结实宽阔的后背。

当我走近行政楼的时候，我注意到一个头发花白、穿着西装的绅士从一扇侧门走出来——那扇门直接通往地下室。那个运动员正朝着同一扇门走去。那个老男人停下脚步，死死盯着他，舔了舔嘴唇。他低头看了看手表，耸耸肩叹了口气，然后走了。他跟那个年轻人擦身而过的时候，尽可能靠近而不显得失礼。当他走近我身边的时候，他给了我一个同样饥渴的眼神。又一个"西装男"从那扇门里走出来，转过身盯着那个运动员走进去。突然间我恍然大悟——他们刚从昨天我发现的那个男厕所出来！而那个火辣运动员，现在也在去那儿的路上。操他妈的！

我赶紧冲进行政楼，结果立刻就在迷宫般的走廊里迷路了。花了好几分钟才找到那间男厕所。我正沿着那条死胡同走廊往里走的时候，一个三十多岁、长得很帅的男人正从里面走出来。他停下脚步，冲我笑了笑，我也回了他一个微笑，但他指了指手表，然后走了。我走进厕所，心想肯定已经有人在伺候那个火辣运动员了，但让我吃惊的是，我发现他正靠在那堵挡住门口视线的短墙上，衬衫已经脱了，双手举过头顶。他浑身肌肉发达，皮肤光滑。他长着一张娃娃脸，头发是棕色的、短而微卷。我正看着他的时候，一个跟我年纪差不多的家伙走上前去想摸他，但那个运动员一把把他推开了。一个年长些的家伙走进第一个马桶隔间，门开着，眼睛直勾勾地盯着那运动员看，那运动员完全没理他。

然后那个运动员看向了我。他的手伸向自己的裤裆，隔着那薄薄的布料掂了掂自己那根肉嘟嘟的鸡巴。他走进中间那个隔间的门口，眼睛一直盯着我。我经过他身边走向最后一个隔间的时候，故意挨得够近，让我的手指从他的胸膛上轻轻划过。当我这么做的时候，他低低地呻吟了一声，但没有躲开。他走进自己的隔间关上了门，于是我进了最后一个隔间。我脱下裤子，开始狠狠撸我那根硬鸡巴，然后透过偷窥孔往里偷看。

那个运动员已经脱得一丝不挂，正靠在最里面的墙上，一边撸着自己的鸡巴，一边把他那火辣的身体展示给我看。他的后背挡住了第三个隔间那边的视线，我听到那个隔间里的家伙咒骂了一声，然后走了。我又一次不知道该做什么，就这么看着那个运动员朝我走过来，跪下去，扭头看着我。他低声说："现在你把衣服脱了。"我背靠着墙，慢慢把衣服脱下来。最后一个隔间正好挨着构成地下室的一条拱形砖梁，那里有一道挺宽的壁架，刚好可以放我的书和衣服。我就那么站在那里，一边撸着鸡巴，一边让他看着我。

透过那个洞，我听到他轻声说："操，该死，你他妈真是个性感火辣的男人！"然后他站起来，把他的鸡巴从洞里塞了过来，连蛋一起。我一秒之内就跪了下去，开始舔他那根七英寸长、没割包皮的鸡巴顶端渗出的前液。我往手上吐了口唾沫弄湿，一边撸他的鸡巴，一边开始舔他的蛋，用昨天山姆舔我蛋的那种方式。他呻吟起来："哦，操，对！"我轻轻咬了咬他的包皮，这让他爽得又哼哼又喘气。然后我沿着他的鸡巴茎身一路往上舔，一直舔回到龟头，再慢慢把他整根含进嘴里。他的鸡巴偏细，所以我吞到喉咙里完全不费劲，这让那个家伙大声嘀咕起来："操，全吞进去，你这个吸鸡巴的！"

这时我注意到我隔间门口附近有什么动静，才意识到一个男人正从门缝里偷看，看着我吸这个肌肉男的鸡巴。这反而让我更想演一出好戏。我继续把那个肌肉男的鸡巴深深地吞进喉咙里，一边慢慢地撸着自己的鸡巴，另一只手握着他的蛋。他没完没了地喘着气说："哥们，你是我遇到过的最他妈会吸鸡巴的！吸它，哥们！让我射出来！"过了五分钟，那个肌肉男倒吸一口气："哦，操，老子他妈要把精液全射进你嘴里，你个狗娘养的！喝老子的精液，你这个吸鸡巴的！嗯！"然后他的蛋在我手里猛地一弹，五股又烫又咸的浓精一股接一股地射进我嘴里。

我站起来，当他的鸡巴缩回去的时候，我把我的那根从洞里塞了过去。一开始什么反应都没有。然后他低声说："我可不是基佬，哥们。"但他还是抓住我的鸡巴开始撸起来，我听到他跪了下去。他又重复了一遍："我他妈不是什么基佬，听清楚没？"我说："对，我听清楚了。你他妈才不是什么基佬。快吸我这根操蛋的鸡巴，哥们。"然后我感觉到他的嘴唇裹住了我的龟头。这绝对不是他第一次给人做口活！我那根九英寸、相当粗的鸡巴直接滑进了他的喉咙，直到离我的阴毛还差一英寸的地方他才干呕了一下。那个肌肉男开始大干特干，很快就把我的整根鸡巴全部吞进了喉咙里。他技术还挺不错，但当我呻吟起来说"哦，对，你他妈这嘴真甜……"的时候，他停了下来说："你他妈给我闭嘴，哥们。我可不是什么吸鸡巴的臭基佬！"

我说："好，我懂。"然后他就又回去吸我了，又长又慢。他把我的蛋也从洞里拉了过去，仔仔细细地舔了个遍，然后又回去吸我的鸡巴。他加快了节奏，我拼命忍住才没叫出声来，但他似乎已经不在乎了。我的蛋在他手里猛地一跳，他闷哼了一声，而我也呻吟起来："哦，操！来了，哥们！"然后他从我的水管里咽下了六大股蛋白质饮料。

我慢慢穿好衣服，惊讶地发现他正站在洗手台前——衬衫已经穿回去了——正在洗手。他直直地看着我的眼睛，嘀咕了一句："我他妈可不是什么死基佬。"

我回答说："不，你当然不是——你是个纯爷们，一个真正帅气的肌肉男。"

他冲我咧嘴一笑，轻声说："你自己也真是长得好、又性感。回头见，艾克。"

我吓了一跳，仔细看了他第二眼，才意识到他是我一门课上的同学。事实上，我敢肯定他就是我们数学课上那个正在追那个大奶妹的家伙。他冲我咧嘴一笑，我们俩就一起默默离开了那个房间。当我们走到死胡同走廊尽头的时候，两个"西装男"正朝我们走来，他们停下脚步，盯着我们看。看到他们俩脸上那副一模一样的失望表情，我差点笑出声来！我停下来点了一支烟，也递给他一支，他拒绝了。我们一起默默地穿过那些令人晕头转向的走廊，对着路上那些正走向那个男厕所的饥渴吸鸡巴佬脸上既贪婪又失望的表情忍不住直乐。等走到外面，我们握了握手，他吹着口哨，大摇大摆地朝体育馆方向走了。

我看着他的背影离去，心里盼望着有一天能有机会操进他那被紧身运动裤勾勒出来的、肌肉发达的屁股。这时，一个长得帅得不可思议的男人——大概快三十或者三十出头——正朝他的方向走去，然后转过身一直看着那个肌肉男走远。当那个男人转身朝我身后那栋楼的门走过来的时候，我脸上还挂着笑。他穿得像是办公室人士，但他的西装外套就那么随意搭在肩膀上，弯曲的手臂显出漂亮的肌肉线条。他的衬衫够紧身，能看出来他的胸膛同样很发达，他没系领带，所以我从敞开的领口能瞥见胸毛。他走得离我越近，我越意识到"帅"这个词根本不够形容他的长相——我是想当作家的人，但此刻我竟然连一个能形容眼前这个阳刚男人有多好看的词都找不出来。而他现在正带着一个大大的微笑，径直朝我走来。

"有烟吗，小子？"他问。我给了他一支，在给他点火的时候，他握着我手的时间明显超出了必要。他直直望着我的眼睛，挤了挤眼，终于放开了我的手，然后朝那扇开着的地下室门走去，回头看着我。他进去的时候，我跟了上去。我们俩一起沿着走廊往里走。

"你刚才不是跟你的朋友玩过了吗，不累吗？"他用开玩笑的语气问道。

让这个帅得离谱的男人来撩拨我，让我半天之内又硬了一半。我捏了捏自己的裤裆，冲他坏笑着，大大咧咧地回答："嘿，我今年才十九岁。你说呢？"

他爆发出一阵低沉爽朗的大笑，拍了拍我的肩膀。"哦，是啊，我可记得那些日子。我的鸡巴简直一整天都硬邦邦的！我真希望当年就知道有这么一个地方。我以前也是这里的学生，那会儿总憋得要死想找点刺激，就是找不到。"走到第一条交叉走廊的时候，我本来已经从他身边走过去了，但他伸出手搭在我的胳膊上，说："我还以为你要去 T 室呢？"虽然我从没听过这个词，但我相当确定他指的就是我那间"专用"男厕所，于是我点了点头。"那边走错了，"他解释道。

"你怎么知道？"我困惑地问，"地下室里这些走廊对我来说全都一模一样。我是昨天去找我英语老师办公室的时候迷路了，碰巧才发现那个厕所的。"他指了指拱形门道的转角处，就在腰那么高的位置上。砖墙上刻着一些箭头，明确指示着该转弯的方向。刻痕的边缘看起来磨损得相当严重，好像已经存在了很长时间。我跟着他走，果然有一串清晰但非常微妙的箭头标记，直接把我们引到了那条死胡同走廊——正对着汉密尔顿先生办公室门口的那条。我笑了起来："我之前找这个地方的时候迷路了，现在居然拿到了直接找到我英语老师办公室的秘诀。"我指着那道门说。

他大笑着帮我推开厕所的门。一个红头发的可爱小家伙——看起来最多十六岁——正拉上拉链准备往外走。看到我们的时候他吓坏了，飞快地溜出了走廊。现在这个厕所里人相当多。前两个隔间都有人占了，传来的动静听起来好像有人正在把屁股扎在某根大鸡巴上，就像汉密尔顿先生昨天对我做的那样。隔间之间的隔板居然被撞得咔咔响。两个年轻男人——一个是学生，另一个穿着邮递员制服——正站在小便池前，看着彼此打飞机。一个穿着工装的年长男人靠在墙上——就是那个知道我名字的肌肉男之前也靠过的那面墙——一边看着他们，一边手伸进自己的裤裆拉链开口玩弄着自己。我新认识的这个朋友飞快地把我领进最后一个空着的隔间，锁上门，然后把他的西装外套挂在门背后的挂钩上。

对所有的噪音感到好奇，我透过偷窥孔偷看，他也凑过来跟我一起看。那个隔间里有两个人。其中一个是我上次离开厕所时从我身边经过的"西装男"之一。他正在凶猛地、飞快地操着一个穿学院校队夹克的年轻男人，而那个被操的年轻人正透过另一个洞吸着一根鸡巴。那个学生被操得狠到爆炸，连手臂都死死撑在相邻的隔板上，免得被那个老男人凶狠的撞击给推倒。那个吸鸡巴的家伙喉咙虽然被堵住了，但他还是能发出足够的动静，让房间里所有人都知道他有多享受自己的屁股被塞满的感觉。他动静实在太大了，我简直惊讶我们刚才在外面走廊里居然没听见！

我们俩的胳膊越过彼此的肩膀搭在对方身上，一起分享着眼前的景象。然后那个男人转过身，亲上了我的嘴唇。一瞬间，我又准备好再战了！我们俩站着亲吻在一起，我的手沿着他肌肉发达的后背往下滑，最后停在了他的屁股上。他发出一个声音，让我觉得他喜欢我把手放在那儿，于是我就捏了捏他那紧实的屁股瓣。他把我搂得更紧了，舌头推进了我嘴里。他往后靠了靠，看着我，伸出一只手摸了摸我的脸颊，说："哥们，你长得真好看，真是火辣。"

我笑出声来，说："我？你这么好看的人才算是吧。你他妈简直可以去当电影明星了！而且你火辣得要命。"

"别小看你自己，帅哥。你阳刚得不可思议，又特别帅气。我很高兴你今天跟那个长相还行的肌肉男玩完之后，决定再来玩第二场——话说那个肌肉男，从他经过我身边时脸上那副大大的满足表情来看，他对跟你的性交那可真是相当满意。"他用一根手指沿着我的嘴唇划了过去，这动作直接把我蛋里的精液都煮开了锅。"你要是刚才走开了，那我可就真的会失望到家了。"我们又吻在一起，这次吻得更加激情。我们疯狂地抓住对方，亲着嘴，用手摸遍彼此的全身。我们的手在同一时刻伸向了对方的裤裆。

那个男人已经硬了，我飞快地拉开他的拉链。他穿着四角内裤，所以我很容易就把那根硬邦邦、粗壮壮的鸡巴给掏了出来。他也解开了我牛仔裤的扣子，结果发现——因为早上急着逃离马特那烂心情，我根本没穿内裤。我们彼此撸了对方的鸡巴只撸了几秒钟，然后他就坐到了马桶上，开始吸我的鸡巴。由于我前不久才刚射过一回，我知道他这次可以好好地、从容地尽情享用我那根货了。

我解开那个男人的衬衫扣子，双手在他那毛茸茸、健壮发达的胸膛上摸了个遍，忍不住呻吟起来。他的手也从我衬衫下面伸进来，回敬了我同样的动作。他那根大鸡巴正在搏动着，一大滴前液挂在他的马眼上闪闪发光。我把他拉起来，自己坐到了马桶上，接替了他的位置。我先舔掉了他鸡巴上那滴甜蜜的蜜汁，然后开始慢慢地舔他的整根鸡巴。他那根是割过包皮的，大约七英寸长，但这是我迄今为止吸过的最粗的一根。我拼命撑开自己的下巴，好不容易才把龟头含进嘴里，然后用舌头绕着他的龟头打转，同时揉捏着他那对沉甸甸、毛茸茸的睾丸。我记得他喜欢我把手放在他屁股上，于是我把另一只手伸到后面，开始在他的屁股缝里逗弄。几分钟之后，他抓起我的手，把我的手指放进他自己嘴里，弄得湿淋淋的，然后又重新把我的手放回到他屁眼的位置。我领会了他的暗示，把手指推进去。他叹了口气，又把他那根粗得要命的鸡巴往我那酸痛的嘴里多塞了两英寸。他把我的手推来拉去，我终于明白了他想要什么。就这样，我一边吸着他的鸡巴，一边用手指操着他的洞。过了一会儿，他把我那只手从他夹得紧紧的屁股里抽出来，又弄湿了第二根手指。接下来的事，根本不需要任何额外的指示了。

从最远的那个隔间里，我们能听到那个正在被口交的家伙正大声宣布自己快到了。操，这回那动静肯定能传进走廊里了！我们听到他走了，另一个男人接替了他的位置。那个操屁股的西装男对着正被他操进墙里的大学生吼道："吸它，臭小子！把那个男人的鸡巴给我全吸干！"那小子叫道："不！"紧接着就传来巴掌扇屁股的声音，连着扇了好几下，然后是几声呻吟和呜咽，之后就跟着嘴巴含着鸡巴上下滑动的声音——那是口水沿着鸡巴往下流的声音。那个学生身体被操得撞在隔间墙壁上砰然作响，节奏一点也没停。"老天，"我心想，"那个'西装男'可真他妈能撑！希望那小子喜欢他正遭到的那种粗暴对待！"

几分钟之后，我身边这个搭档呻吟了一声："再放一根手指进来。"我就照做了。我的几根手指在他的肠子里来回搅动。突然，他一把抓住我的头，猛地往下一按，我的鼻子直接埋进了他的阴毛里！在他那本来就已经粗到极点的鸡巴仿佛又胀大了一圈的时候，我真的以为自己的下巴都要被撑脱臼了。他操了几下我的喉咙，然后嘶嘶地低吼出来："天哪天哪天哪，操他妈的圣屎！我要到了，心肝宝贝！要把我的精华全喂给你了！"他的屁眼在我手指周围剧烈痉挛起来，他把鸡巴退回来一些，这样我的嘴里就只含着他的龟头，然后四股又大又稠又咸的浓精灌满了我的嘴。我尽量把精液留在嘴里，没有立刻咽下去，细细品味着那股味道。

这时，隔壁隔间的那个"西装男"说："准备好了，你这个小废物大学生。老子他妈要把一个真正男人的种子全灌进你这臭屁眼里！噢，操！"出于好奇，我们又透过那个洞看过去，正好看见那西装男把他那根又长又细的鸡巴从小子的屁眼里拔出来。他把那小子拉起来抱进怀里，亲了他一口，然后用清晰无误的声音说："下周见？"那个学生胯下那根尺寸不小的鸡巴正在滴着精液，慢慢软下去。

那学生拍了拍老男人的屁股，说："那还用说，哥们，老时间见。跟往常一样，我他妈爱死了。一如既往。"说完，那小子拉起裤子，和那个西装男一起走了。这时，那个一直靠在墙上徘徊的、穿着工装的年长男人飞快地溜了进去，直接跪倒在地，一口吞下了那根还透过另一个洞戳在那里、仍然是硬邦邦的鸡巴——他甚至连隔间门都来不及锁！我们俩面面相觑，笑出声来。我那个朋友低头看了看我那根硬鸡巴，说："现在嘛，我对这个东西，可是有别的安排的，火辣小帅哥。"他把自己裤子连同内裤一起全脱了，把我推回马桶上坐好，然后跨骑在我身上，慢慢把他那湿润的、已经被撑开的屁股往我那根滚烫的硬鸡巴上坐下去。

跟汉密尔顿先生的屁股不同，这个男人的洞刚进去的时候是松的。但随着他在我那根硬鸡巴上上下下地骑着，他开始收紧自己的肛肌，把我爽得直哼哼。他往前倾过来，一边继续慢慢地在我鸡巴上起伏，一边开始亲我，把我整个人尽可能向后推，靠在了马桶水箱上。更多交媾和性高潮的声音从其他隔间飘过来，但我们正沉浸在自己的世界里——他慢慢一路骑着我，把我带向极乐。他那根粗鸡巴又硬了起来。

每次我感觉自己快要射了的时候，我这位新交的朋友就会停下动作，让我先冷静下来，然后再继续骑我。我完全失去了时间的概念，他就这样一遍一遍把我带到高潮的边缘。不知什么时候，我的衬衫也不知不觉被脱掉了，突然间，一股滚烫的精液——他的存货——全喷在我胸口上，与此同时，他的肛肌死命夹紧了我的鸡巴。这对我来说实在太超过了，我就那么发出一声长长的呻吟，往他肠子深处灌进了满满一泡巨量浓精。我的蛋一直泵个不停，泵得我以为自己快要昏过去了。

我们继续接着吻，我的鸡巴在他体内慢慢软了下来。他起身之前，先拿了一大团卫生纸，一把从我的鸡巴滑出他身体之后就立刻把纸塞在屁眼上堵住。"我想让那泡滚烫的存货待在我肠子里待上一整天，小子，好让我一直能想起你。"我冲他咧开嘴笑了。他跪下去，把我胸口上他那泡精液全舔干净了。我们站起来，慢慢穿好衣服。走到走廊的时候，他停下来装了一斗烟点上，我也点了一支香烟，然后我们一起走出了那栋楼。他抽的那种烟草混合配方，跟我已故老爸以前抽的一模一样——那股味道总让我感到温暖、安心，还有一点点兴奋。我暗暗决定，下次回家的时候，一定要试试老爸留下的那些烟斗里面的一个。

走到外面的时候，他伸出手来："我叫格斯，帅哥。我以后肯定会再来找你的。你他妈长得多帅啊，哥们，而且你操起男人来简直爽翻了！我玩得特别开心，你真的让我的屁股高兴得要死。"

"我叫艾克。很高兴认识你，格斯。我也真的很享受。今天早上我简直觉得自己刚跟一个电影明星做了一场爱。我真想再多学学，怎样才能真正配得上你嘴里那根粗家伙。"我低头看了看表，这才意识到如果我不赶紧跑，根本来不及在上课前匆匆吃一口早餐了——干了这么多体力活，我简直饿疯了。当你的鸡巴在发号施令的时候，时间确实飞逝得特别快！"哦，操，我得赶紧走了！我很快就会在地下室再见到你的，格斯。"我一边朝他喊，一边撒开腿朝食堂飞奔。心里暗暗盘算着，不知道以后有没有机会跟这个肌肉男在一张真正的床上打一场持久战。我注意到他没戴结婚戒指——虽然并不是所有已婚男人都戴戒指，但我姑且把这当成一个好兆头。我可是真心盼着有一天能搞清楚这件事。

——不过那又是另一个故事了。