Glory Hole Sagas - Chapter 9

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THE GLORY HOLE SAGAS Chapter Nine

New Friends And New Places To Screw

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CHAPTER 9

Just before my twentieth birthday, I discovered a lot about myself and about sex. I learned that I craved sexual contact with men, and found a men's room in one of the buildings on my college campus with glory holes where I could meet that need. I found a new assertiveness and confidence with each new successful sexual contact. I discovered that my roommate, and grouchy 25 year old Vietnam veteran who I believed to be straight and engaged, was no only gay, but interested in me. When Matt returned from a weekend "visiting his fiancé" (actually trips to New York to hunt for MALE sexual partners), I was waiting for him naked, with an erection and some of his concealed collection of gay pornography next to me on my bed. We were in each other's arms within seconds. His grouchiness, it turned out, was a reaction to his strong attraction to me, having assumed that I was totally straight and unattainable.

After our first night of sex together turned into a LONG lesson for me in the rougher aspects of man-to-man sex, I was surprised when Matt woke me in the early morning to remind me that I had promised him I would show him the T-room with the glory holes tucked away in a corner of the basement of one the Administration building. I was certainly glad that I had let my closeted roommate know that I was also into man-sex; among other things it meant I would never have to jerk off alone again in that room! Those glory holes were important to me, because since my accidental discovery of them the previous week, I had discovered that if I was not gay, I was at least bisexual. In a short time I learned a lot about sex.

We both got dressed in tight jeans, sneakers and our leather jackets, sticking t-shirts in our jacket pockets to wear to class later. Nothing to impede our easy access or stripping for sex. Looking at ourselves in the mirror, we looked pretty damned hot. While we walked across campus, I asked him, "How would you feel if you discovered another member of the swim team in the T-room?"

Matt stopped and looked at me. "I guess pleased since we would both be there for the same purpose. It would be nice to have a fuck buddy on away trips. Wait, are you trying to tell me something?" I just winked at him and kept walking. It was not my place to tell him that I had a date the next night with his team member Nick, who I had met while sharing sex in the men's room

As we approached the Administration building, we saw a few men entering and leaving the side entrance to the basement. A dignified looking gray haired man in a three piece suit, carrying a briefcase, came out of the door, ogling us suggestively when he passed us. He was followed by a construction worker in his 20s who stopped to watch us as we walked past him, his hand on his crotch. "I see what you mean, Ike. No one seems to even notice those men who certainly don't look like students. And if those two are typical of the variety, I KNOW Im going to love this place!" We entered the dim basement, and I showed Matt the inconspicuous arrows carved into the bricks that lead to the dead end corridor where the toilet is located. As we passed by, I pointed out the office of Jeff Hamilton, my English teacher with whom I was now having an affair, almost directly across the hall from the hall leading to the isolated T-room.

We entered the men's room and found a number of men loitering there. The door to the first stall was closed, and the sounds of pleasure filled the room from inside. Whoever was getting rimmed in there wanted the world to know how much he was enjoying it! Standing around the room were my black former classmate Earl (an expert prick sallower); two students I didn't know; and two business men - one plain looking, about 35 and another one who was very handsome and looked to be closer to 50. To my surprise I saw Michael standing near the urinal. He was a short blond muscular man around 40 who I had had sex with a few nights earlier. He loved to service a man smoking a cigarette or a cigar, but he had told me he usually just came there on Thursday nights. He grinned at me when he saw me, and I walked over to stand next to him.

"I'm glad I changed my routine and came here in the morning, Ike. I'm delighted to see you."

"I'm happy to see you, too, Michael." I slowly took out a cigarette and lit it as he avidly observed me. The soft dick in his hand, which looked almost identical to my cock, got hard instantly. I turned and found that Matt had disappeared into last stall with the gray haired gentleman. The man getting rimmed in the first stall loudly cried out: "Oh, fuck, man. You have me so fucking hot. I need that big, beautiful cock of yours in my ass right away."

A low voice said "Beg for it, asswipe."

"Please, fuck me raw with that giant cock, man!" A scream that was a cross between pain and passion announced that he had gotten his wish. "Oh, fuck, so fuckin' big... Ugh!! No!"

"Take it, you fuckin' punk."

I lead Michael into the center cubicle. We peeked at the loud couple in the first stall. The guy getting fucked was up against the wall with the hole, so all we could see was his hand rapidly jerking his small cock. We looked into the other cubicle. Already naked, Matt was on his knees, the gray fox's fat 10" erection in his hand. The man stood with just his cock and balls exposed, fully dressed, his legs spread wide. Matt looked up at him pleadingly. A big grin formed on my roommate's handsome face as the man grabbed his head and grunted "Suck that fucking cock, boy!", forcing Matt's head towards his cock. He looked quite surprised when Matt took the whole thing down to his pubes in one swift stroke, and held his head there for quite a few seconds. "Oh, yeah. You're an excellent cocksucker, boy."

I stood up, and Michael and I kissed. Knowing my partner's tastes, I quickly stripped while he did the same. I sat on the toilet, putting one hand behind my neck as I spread my legs, and Michael's smooth, powerfully built body knelt as I blew smoke in his face. He began to lick the insides of my thighs, quickly working his way up to my balls. With my new knowledge about tops' and bottoms', I followed my instinct and grabbed his fairly long hair, pulling his face to my dripping erection. He groaned in pleasure as I did that, and looked like he was enraptured when I slapped his face with my fat 9" cut cock a few times before forcing his mouth on to my prick. Michael was an excellent cocksucker, and he was inspired to really worship my rampant phallus.

I noticed that when he stopped to look up at me so I could blow some more smoke in his face, he put two of his fingers in him mouth. The noisy fucking from the first booth continued as the `top' said in his low voice. "Get your sorry ass over there and bend over, your arms on the shitter tank, punk". There was something familiar about the low voice, but I had other things on my mind at the moment.

At the same time, I could hear Matt begging his partner to fuck him, and the joint grunt of pleasure from the two men as that big, fat cock rammed into Matt's experienced man-pussy. I pushed Michael's face back to my crotch, and watched his wet fingers move to his ass. I let him finger fuck himself for a minute or two, then pulled his head off my cock. "I think you need something bigger than those fuckin' fingers in your hole, buddy."

Michael looked up at me with a grin. He quickly straddled my lap and lowered his ass-cunt on to my saliva-drenched cock. He grimaced slightly as he rammed himself down so that I was totally in him, but leaned forward and passionately kissed me as his spasming ass adjusted to my prick's invasion. His ass was extremely tight, and I was glad that he sat still for a minute, afraid that I would spew my seed too early. I had placed my pack of cigarettes on the toilet tank, and Michael reached around to light me another one when the first one was done. I blew some more smoke in his face and he began to slowly ride up and down on my dong. At first his movements were short, but as I felt his ass-pussy relax, he began to take bigger strokes. Soon he was raising up so that just my cockhead was inside his anal ring, and ramming himself down as I thrust up to meet him, my cigarette clenched between my teeth.

Michael threw the smoke on the floor and kissed me again as he speeded up. He was breathing rapidly as I rammed deeper into his hole. "I'm gonna fill your ass with my jizz, buddy, real fast. Want me to cum on your chest again?" Michael responded by moaning and showering my chest with his load. My teeth clenched, I hissed `Last chance for a cum shower, man!" His ass continued to spasm wildly ass he rode me, obviously wanting my load in him this time. "OK, motherfucker, here it cums!" I filled his ass, and felt my load leaking out of his well stuffed hole and dripping onto my lap and leg.

Michael plastered himself against me in a deep kiss, my slowly deflating prick still in his ass. When it plopped out of his hole, he took a large wad of toilet paper and rammed it into his ass, just the way a super-handsome stud named Gus had one morning. We grinned at each other as the sounds of fucking surrounded us. Curious, we peeked into the first cubicle. The guy with the small cock turned out to be a naked muscular jock type around 40, wearing just a wedding ring; and the dressed man fucking him so roughly was the even better built Jeff! He had his hands around on the man's nipples, and was pulling and twisting them, obviously very hard, causing the `bottom' to whimper in pleasure and pain. Jeff's partner moaned "Oh, I love your giant dong pounding in my hole, sir. If you keep doing that to my tits, I'm going to fuckin' blow my load, sir."

Jeff grunted and gasped. "Go ahead, pussy-boy. I'm right behind you." The man's small cock shot a large load into the toilet bowl as I watched Jeff's handsome face contort with his orgasm. He pulled out his cock rapidly with a plop that made the other man gasp, pulled up his zipper and quickly left. The other man locked the door and slowly got dressed, stopping to put his finger into his ass and lick it every so often.

The gray haired stud pounding Matt's pussy bellowed, obviously shooting his load. We peeked in there, and watched him pull out, slapping Matt on the ass, saying "You're fuckin' good, kid. I'm going to be looking for you again." He put away his `equipment' and left, leaving the door open. Matt was sitting on the toilet, still hard, and Earl came in, closed the door, knelt and swallowed Matt's cock while pounding his own large, handsome prong. I grinned at Michael.

"Want me to lick my load off of you, Ike?"

"No, don't bother, my first class this morning is Phys Ed, so I'll be taking a shower after that." I winked at him. "Besides, it might be nice to smell you on me during class." We got dressed, with me adding my t-shirt to my outfit so that I could go to class, and left the building together. When we got outside, Michael said "I was really hoping to see you this morning, Ike. I had such a good time the other night, and I can't stop thinking about you." He handed me a business card. It just said Michael Jensen, an address less than a mile from campus and a phone number. "If you ever want to get together, give me a call."

I saw that there was no one near us to hear us. "You bet your sweet ass I'm calling you, Michael. Oh, and it is a fuckin' sweet ass, by the way! If sex with you in a toilet stall is that wild, I can't imagine what pleasure are in store for me in your bed."

"Call me this week, and we'll set something up, I'd like to take you to dinner one night soon."

I thought. I had a few dates already for the coming week, and I DID have to do school work, after all. "I'm really busy this week, but I'll call in a day or two, and we can do it next week, OK?" We shook hands, and I watched Michael leave campus, his step jaunty. Matt came out of the door with Earl, and they joined me, more appropriately dressed to face the day. We all agreed it was time for breakfast.

As we walked across the campus, a number of guys I didn't know greeted me with "Hey, there, you lucky bastard." and "You sure can fuck, fellow." I was puzzled until four jocks stopped me and said, "Thanks for the great sex show. It was better than the fucking movie!" One of the jocks, wearing the team jacket of the football team continued to walk next to us, his pals trailing behind us by a foot or two. "Uh, is that your girlfriend? I mean, is it an exclusive thing, or are you just dating?"

His strut showed that he was a big, husky stud; arrogant in his status as a jock on the football team. I admit that he was hot and handsome, but was he actually smug enough to think that a woman who had dragged me to the back seat of my car for such a public sexual exhibition would just melt into his muscular arms because of his team letter jacket. I smiled at him although I was filled with anger and thought that he was a complete asshole. I'm a good fighter, but I had my doubts that I could take this big guy on. My best chance was to get him to lose his temper; with him hotheaded, I could use my skills coolly to humiliate him by defeating or hurting him in front of the teammates surrounding him, smirking. I couldn't get over the feeling that he looked familiar, and I had never gone to a football game since I got to Williams` College. I hadn't even tried out for the team, knowing that I was a second rate player.

I looked him in the eye and answered, "We're not exclusive right now, so if you think you have what it takes to compete with me, buddy, then feel free to ask her out. See if YOU can keep her as happy as I do." It took him a few seconds to realize that I MIGHT have been insulting his manhood, but he wasn't smart enough to be sure, so he decided not to start a fight with a smaller guy in public. Apparently I was seen as a hero on campus (at least by the guys) due to my sexual escapade with Nancy, and he knew it. That didn't stop him from getting red in the face and glaring at me as he marched off. As soon as he was out of sight, my friends and I started laughing.

"What the hell is this all about, Ike?" Earl asked me.

"Saturday night, one of my girlfriends practically raped me at the drive in movie. I guess we put on a good sex show, because we got a round of cheers when we got out of the back seat. What a fucking arrogant asshole! Id love a chance to knock him down a peg and put him in his place. Maybe Ill ask Nancy to go out with the idiot, and then ask him if it`s in yet?" We all laughed at how emasculating that would be. "No. guys, I wouldn't subject Nancy to a Neanderthal like that. I don't love her, but I like and respect her. I'm not sure I'll even tell her about these idiots." Unfortunately, not only did I spend the day getting comments; Nancy did, too, from girls as well as men. She slapped quite a few rude male faces, and after the first two had turned the large jewel on her ring towards her palm to cause pain, bruises and even a few scratches. I began to admire her a lot after that day. I began to wonder about her attitudes towards bisexual men.

We had a pleasant breakfast together as Matt and I got to know Earl better. Although I knew him from my biology class last spring, we had never socialized. This was 1970, and as liberal as our college was, there was little mixing of the races. Our new found friendship was to change that for us. Earl turned out to be a really nice guy, a music major who was a singer and wanted to teach music. On the months to come, Matt and I were to learn that the tall skinny black expert dick-swallower had a truly talented throat. Not only was he one of the most expert deep-throat cocksuckers on campus, he had a beautiful bass singing voice, promising to develop into one to rival Paul Robeson. There was something odd about this deep, resounding voice came from such a skinny young man.

Time came for us to depart to get to our classes. My first class that morning was fencing. When I had started taking the class, I had thought that I was pretty uncoordinated, but my older married sex buddy, Sam, was worse than me. Although he had a good three inches on reach, we were pretty evenly matched, because I was quicker and better. We were usually partners. The instructor, Mr. Brenner, would sometimes use me to help him demonstrate new moves because I was the only one in the class exactly his size. Fencing with my teacher was a genuine challenge, and I really enjoyed it. That day, I spent a good 20 minutes fencing with him. At the end of class that day, Mr. Brenner stopped me. He put his arm over my shoulder and said: "You've been making excellent progress, Ike. Not only are you the best student in the class, you are the most promising beginner I've seen in a few years. I think you have a real talent for fencing. I would like you to consider joining the men's fencing team next semester. We need a good man with the foil - most of our guys fence with other kinds of swords, and are not as adept as you are becoming with the foil."

I have to admit I blushed at this, pleased that he found me talented. "I'll consider it, Mr. Brenner. I have to admit, I never thought of myself as much of an athlete, even though I played second string football in high school. I was only a fair player, and got on the team just because I was one of the biggest guys in the school. I enjoy fencing, especially with a challenging partner like you."

"Don't sell yourself short. I've been fencing for over 20 years, and today you really gave me a workout! I hope you decide to join us." He shook my hand and disappeared into his office, but I could have sworn he had been taking a deep whiff of the combined sweat and cum smells wafting from my body.

I walked over to the waiting Sam, and told him what just happened. Sam congratulated me and told me he thought I should do it. I thought about Mr. Brenner, who was about 35 and had a tight, powerful body. "The fact that he's hot and handsome would make being on the team a plus." I told Sam, who punched me in the arm.

While we were stripping for our shower, I gave Sam a quick rundown on my sexual adventures since he and I had had sex in my room on Saturday afternoon. We were both soon hard. Fortunately, because of the way the locker room was arranged, we had a great deal of privacy. The lockers were arranged in alcoves, and we were in the last alcove against the corner wall. There were only lockers on one wall of our alcove, and no one in our class had a locker even close to us. We waited until we got at least half soft, and went to shower. By then, most of the rest of the class was gone. When we got back to the opening of the alcove, a door in the wall opened. A big burly janitor and a student wrapped in a towel came out of the door. They looked startled to see us, and the kid blushed, running off. The janitor, who had a rough, appealing face, looked us over before sauntering off. When they were gone, I looked at Sam and we ran to open the unlocked door. It was a very large storage room for cleaning supplies. There was a wide bench hand built along one wall, and a pile of towels on a shelf. We found a bolt that could lock the door, and a peek hole that allowed those inside to check if the alcove was empty. It was bad timing for the janitor that we were standing just outside the view of the hole when he opened the door.

We lost no time. Sam dropped his towel and stood against the wall with his ass out. I dropped to my knees and was eating him in no time. Soon, Sam was moaning in desire, and handed me a large well used jar of Vaseline was sitting on the bench. He growled at me: "Damn, you have me hot, you handsome motherfucker. Ram that fat fucking pecker of yours my hot man-cunt, kid!" I greased up and did just that, since I knew he preferred a rough fuck. I grabbed his hips when my dick was wedged into his anal ring, and used all me strength to ram in my hips. He grunted in pleasure as my pubic hair hit his back side, and I pounded into him the way I knew he loved. He pounded on his cock while I fucked him as hard and fast as I could, twisting his nipples as I did, and we came together in a short time.

We used our towels to clean ourselves up. I peeked through the hole, and since there was no one there, I opened the door. When we turned, the burly janitor was leaning against the last locker, his arms folded, with a smirk on his face. "I see you found my fun room, guys. You are welcome to use it whenever you want, but there IS a rent that comes with it."

Sam looked at him in suspicion. "What's that?"

"You guys have to have sex with me from time to time." Sam and I looked at each other. The janitor was about 40, in great condition, muscular, hairy and extremely masculine. Not bad looking either.

"I have no objection, Sam."

"Me neither, kid." We shook hands with the janitor, who introduced himself as Wayne.

"I see you guys just got your rocks off, and so have I. When is your next PE class?"

"Wednesday."

"Well, guys, I'll be waiting for you at about the time you caught me with that kid on Wednesday." We chatted with Wayne as we got dressed. I told him about my restrictions about my ass, but Wayne had seen the cum and Vaseline dripping from Sam's ass, so he said "No problem, kid. I look like a rough and tough top guy, but I'm petty versatile. It's actually been awhile since I've had a three way, so it should be really hot. And if it's this late, we can fuck out in the alcove, too. Notice that everyone is gone to the next class." we laughed.

Sam told me as we left the Phys Ed building that he wanted to show me some other glory holes I might find interesting. "There's one in a park near my apartment that's really hopping with townies just before they go to work, and when they're on their way home. Meet me with your car at the north gate at 4

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"I can't wait!" He laughed as we split to go to our next classes. I discovered that my history teacher was ill, and the class was canceled. I stopped in the dining hall for a cup of coffee, hoping for a meeting with my mystery redhead. He wasn't there, but a dozen other guys congratulated me on my show. I realized that not all these guy were at the drive-in, but that the story had spread, and I wondered how exaggerated the story had gotten. I asked a freshman who admitted he had not been there, and the story was actually pretty accurate.

I wandered over to the classroom where my Math class was held. I knew it was empty before our class, so I settled in, lit a cigarette, and started to study. Ten minutes before the class was to start, I smelled a familiar perfume. I looked up and found Terry taking the seat next to me. I greeted her with a smile, and she asked for a cigarette.

I lit it for her, and she held on to my hand as I did. I looked into her eyes and did not take my hand away after I closed my lighter. We sat like that for a few seconds, and then Terry leaned back and took a deep drag on her cigarette. "You know, Ike, my roommate Nancy was telling me about you."

"Oh? Did she say anything nice about me?"

"You have to understand that we're very close - we went to high school together and were best friends even then. After she found out we know each other, she uh... I know all the details of your trip to the drive-in on Saturday." I managed not to blush as Terry gazed at me. "I have to say, I was VERY jealous. None of the boys I'm dating are particularly good in bed. From what Nancy says, you are the best partner she's ever had. I was thinking maybe I might try to get a sample." Terry hand squeezed my knee, and stayed there.

"What about Tom?" Tom was a short, handsome and arrogant member of the track team who wanted Terry as his steady girlfriend. Recently I had enjoyed teasing him by threatening to go after Terry.

"Tom? I know he keeps sounding like my steady boyfriend, but I think of him more as a friend. I've known him all my life - he's from our home town, too." She laughed. "I guess the fact that I have been having sex with him since high school is what confuses him. The problem is that Tom is very possessive and jealous, and I'm not ready to settle down with just one boyfriend. If I've told him once, I've told him a dozen times that I'm having sex with at least two other guys." She looked around to make sure we were alone. "Don't tell him this, but I really do like Tom. If he could just be a little less.. overconfident and pushy, I might seriously consider marrying him some day. I could do a lot worse. I like him, and he adores me. I think he's very funny, and we like a lot of the same things. Since I'm from a poor family, I'll admit that it doesn't hurt that his family is wealthy, and he will be inheriting a business which he likes. He's not too bad in bed, not terrific but not too bad, and I think he's almost as handsome as you, Ike. If I could just find away of putting him in his place, I would start hinting that a diamond ring is the only way to buy my fidelity. I intend to sow my wild oats like you guys do, but I intend to be a totally faithful wife once I get married. Maybe I could get him to ask you for some lessons in pleasing a woman."

Other students were coming into the room, so Terry took sat back and was quiet. To my surprised, she reached over and held my hand. I figured it out in a few seconds, when a scowling Tom sat down on the other side of Terry. Ignoring him, she said to me, louder than necessary, "Nancy told me that your birthday is on Saturday night, and that she already has a date she can't break. If you have no plans, I've been invited to a costume party for Halloween that night, and I would love for you to be my date."

Tom exploded. "Wait a fuckin' minute! What about me?" Other students stared at him, and he settled down.

She turned to him coolly. "What about you, Tom?"

"I thought I was going with you to that party!"

"Why would you think that? I never discussed it with you."

"Well, I AM your boyfriend..."

"Tom, you are NOT my boyfriend. I have been telling your for three years that you are not my boyfriend. I think of you as a friend." She stared down at his obviously well packed crotch and smirked. "Well, as a friend with certain... privileges. Maybe if you listened to me, and started trying to find ways to win me over to being your girlfriend, instead of making asinine assumptions based on your fantasies, I might consider BECOMING your steady girlfriend. But right now, you are not much more than an... annoyance." Tom's face turned red as she turned back to me.

"Now, Ike, how about the costume party? Nancy tells me you're taking fencing. If you can borrow a sword, you can come as Robin Hood and I'll be Maid Marion."

"OK, I'd be pleased and honored to escort you to the party, Terry. And you can surprise Nancy with a piece of news. I was invited to join the fencing team today, and I'm going to accept." I looked over at Tom. "So I'll have my own letter jacket next quarter." Tom stood up with clenched fists, but just then the teacher came in, so he sat down. When the class ended, he grabbed his books and stormed out.

As we walked across campus, Terry looked at me "You certainly get a charge out of bugging Tom, don't you?"

I laughed. "Yes, I do. His arrogance gets on my nerves, too. I'll do whatever I can to help you calm him down and end up Mrs. Tom." We both laughed. "Seriously, I realize that I might provoke him into starting a fight, but I think I'd be a match for him if he does, so I'm not too worried. A calculated risk, as far as I`m concerned."

We arrived at the cafeteria and bought our lunches. After we sat down, Terry continued. "Tom's always getting into fights. And to be honest, he's not too good at it because he's such a hot head! Oh, and to help you out, Tom has a glass jaw. Give him three hard punches just on the tip of his jaw right HERE" she indicated a spot next to my chin", and he'll be out like light."

I stared at her. "I'm certainly glad you haven't set your cap on marrying me, Terry! I shudder to think of what you'd do to accomplish that."

She laughed. "I have a feeling that you're not the marrying kind, Ike. You're too good looking by far, and besides, you exude a masculinity that hints that you wouldn't be too happy with just one sex partner." She blushed. "I should know - you remind me a lot of my dad, who has been cheating on my mother all my life. And Mom just takes it. I couldn't settle for that. I want my man to be MY man, and not to share him. I know that Tom is a one woman man - he hasn't dated another girl since the first time I let him touch my breast in high school. I know he's loyal and that he loves me. I just need him to be a little more in touch with my needs."

I looked up and saw my red headed cock-tease sitting alone for a change. We looked at each other for a few seconds, and then he shrugged with a grin. Was I ever going to even TALK to this hot guy? He saluted me as he left the room.

After lunch, it was time for English class, with my favorite teacher and the first man I ever spent the night with, Jeff Hamilton. I sat with Nick, the closeted member of the swim team, during English class, and confirmed our date for the next evening. When we first met, he kept telling me `I'm not a faggot" even while we were having pretty good reciprocal sex. But he stayed to talk to me after, and I sort of tricked him into accepting this date. When the class was over, I asked him, "If I knew there was another member of the swim team who was into sex with guys, would you want me to arrange for you two to meet?"

"I`m not a fu... Geez, I do have to stop saying that, don't I?" We laughed. He thought for a few seconds. "Yeah, I would. I guess it would be nice to have someone to have sex with on away trips."

I smirked. "That exactly was what he said! OK, I`ll set up a time for the three of us to get together." I reminded myself to ask Matt to make himself scarce the next night, in case our date did result in Nick coming back to our room.

After that, I had an appointment with Jeff to go over my changes on the short story. He nervously chain smoked the whole time we were working, and I was being good - I wasn't being seductive at all. When we were done, Jeff made sure the door was locked, then he walked over and kissed me. As he fished my cock out of my pants, he whispered in my ear: "I can't wait. I need you now, Ike. I greased my fucking ass before you came to be ready. But we have to be quiet." Jeff pulled off his pants. He was wearing a jock strap that barely contained his enormous dong. He positioned himself, straddled me, and lowered his ass on my erection, facing me. He grabbed my head and kissed me as he rode up and down. Our deep kiss meant our moans and groans were muffled. He used the muscles of his ass to further my excitement, and soon, with a loud grunt, I unloaded into his guts. He rode me until I got soft and slipped out. He hadn't cum, so when he stood up, I pulled down the pre-cum wet jock and swallowed his giant cock to the root. I put his hands on my head to let him know I wanted him to fuck my face, and soon he was pounding deep into my throat. It didn't take Jeff long to fill my mouth with his sweet cream.

As we made ourselves presentable, I told Jeff that Sam found him very hot, too. "Maybe some day Sam and I could come to your house and the three of us..."

"You bet, Ike. I'd like that a lot. I figure if I'm having sex with one student, why not a second one when he's as hot as your buddy Sam." We kissed for awhile, then I unlocked the door. Before I opened it, I grinned at Jeff, and whispered, "That was some sex show you put on with that married muscle stud bottom in the T-room this morning, Jeff. VERY hot!" I winked. "And a little bit scary!" I was out of the door when he started laughing.

I rested in my room until it was time to meet Sam at the gate just next to my dorm. After leaving him a note asking him for privacy the next night, I lay on my bed leafing through some more of Matt's big porn collection and getting quite a further education on gay sex. Little did I know the education and adventures waiting for me in the park, and in some other places, that evening.

But that is another story.

以下是《Glory Hole Sagas》第九章的完整中文翻译：

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《光荣洞传奇》

第九章

新朋友与新地方

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就在我即将年满二十岁之前，我了解到了很多关于自己、关于性的东西。我发现我渴求与男人发生性接触，并且在校园某一栋楼里找到了一间带有寻欢洞的男厕所，可以在那里满足这种需求。每一次成功的性接触，都让我找到了一种新的进取心和自信。我发现我的室友——那个脾气暴躁、25 岁、我以为他是直男且已订婚的越战老兵——不仅是个基佬，而且还对我有意思。当马特从一个周末“探望未婚妻”（实际上是去纽约猎取男性性伴侣的旅程）回来时，我正光着身子等着他，硬着鸡巴，床边还摊着他藏起来的一些男同性恋色情杂志。几秒钟之内，我们就搂在了一起。原来，他的坏脾气，是对我强烈吸引的一种反应，因为他一直以为我是彻底的直男，遥不可及。

我们共度的第一夜性爱，演变成了我人生中关于男男性爱中较为粗暴那一面的一堂漫长课程。之后，我很惊讶马特一大早就把我叫醒，提醒我我答应过要带他去行政楼地下室角落里那个藏着寻欢洞的茶室。我当然很庆幸让这位深柜室友知道我也搞男人；别的不说，这至少意味着我再也不用在那个房间里独自打飞机了！那些寻欢洞对我很重要，因为自从上周意外发现它们之后，我发现即便我不是基佬，至少也是个双性恋。在短短的时间里，我学到了很多关于性的事。

我们俩都穿上紧身牛仔裤、帆布鞋和皮夹克，把 T 恤塞进外套口袋里，准备上课时再穿。没有任何东西会妨碍我们随时开搞或者迅速脱光。我们对着镜子打量自己，看起来真他妈的火辣。穿过校园时，我问他：“你要是在茶室里发现游泳队的另一个成员，你会怎么想？”

马特停下脚步看着我。“我想我会很高兴，既然我俩都是为了同一个目的去的。在客场比赛的旅途上能有个炮友也挺好。等等，你是在跟我暗示什么吗？”我只是朝他眨眨眼，继续往前走。不该由我来告诉他，我明晚跟他队友尼克有约——我就是在男厕所里跟人搞的时候认识他的。

我们快到行政楼时，看见几个男人从地下室的侧门进进出出。一个威严的灰发男人，穿着三件套西装，提着公文包，从门里出来，经过我们时用挑逗的眼神直勾勾地打量我们。他身后跟着一个二十多岁的建筑工人，我们走过他身边时，他停下脚步看着我们，手放在裆部。“我明白你的意思了，艾克。似乎根本没人注意到那些一看就不是学生的男人。而且如果那两位就是这里多样性的典型代表，我晓得我肯定会爱上这地方的！”我们走进昏暗的地下室，我指给马特看那些刻在砖墙上、毫不起眼的箭头，它们指向那条通向厕所所在的死胡同走廊。我们经过时，我还指给他看了杰夫·汉密尔顿的办公室——我那位英语老师，如今正跟我有一段情，他的办公室几乎正对着那条通往偏僻茶室的走廊。

我们走进男厕所，发现好些男人在里面闲荡。第一间隔间的门关着，里面传出的愉悦声音响彻整个房间。那里面正在被舔屁眼的家伙，简直恨不得让全世界都知道他有多爽！站在房间里的人包括：我那位黑人前同学厄尔（一个深喉专家）；两个我不认识的学生；还有两个商人——一个相貌平平，大概三十五岁，另一个则非常英俊，看起来快五十了。让我意外的是，我看到迈克尔站在小便池旁边。他是个四十岁左右、金发肌肉结实的矮个子男人，几天前晚上我跟他搞过。他特别喜欢伺候正在抽烟或抽雪茄的男人，但他跟我说过他通常只在周四晚上来这里。他看到我时咧嘴一笑，我走过去站到他身边。

“真高兴我改了习惯，早上跑来了，艾克。见到你太开心了。”

“我也很高兴见到你，迈克尔。”我慢慢掏出一根烟点上，他贪婪地注视着我的一举一动。他手里握着的那根软鸡巴——看起来和我的几乎一模一样——瞬间就硬了。我转过身，发现马特已经跟那个灰发绅士一起消失在最后一间隔间里了。第一间隔间里那个正在被舔屁眼的男人大声喊道：“哦，操，兄弟。你把我搞得他妈的热死了。我现在就要你那根又大又漂亮的鸡巴进我屁股。”

一个低沉的声音说：“求我，贱货。”

“求你了，用你那大鸡巴狠狠无套操我，兄弟！”一声介于痛苦和激情之间的尖叫宣告他如愿以偿。“哦，操，太他妈大了……唔！！不要！”

“受着，你这他妈的臭小子。”

我把迈克尔领进中间的小隔间。我们偷看第一间隔间那对吵闹的活宝。挨操的那家伙正靠在有洞的那面墙上，所以我们只能看到他的手飞速地套着自己那根小鸡巴。我们又往另一间隔间看。马特已经全裸，跪在地上，手里握着那个灰发老帅哥十英寸长的肥硬鸡巴。那男人站着，只把鸡巴和蛋蛋露在外面，其余衣衫整齐，双腿大张。马特抬头哀求地望着他。当那男人一把抓住马特的头，咕噜道：“吸那根他妈的屌，小子！”并强行把马特的头往自己鸡巴上按时，我那室友英俊的脸上绽开了一个大大的笑容。当马特干脆利落地一口气把整根吞到根部，并把头停在那里好一会儿时，那男人显得相当惊讶。“哦，对。你真是个出色的吸屌高手，小子。”

我站起来，迈克尔和我接吻。我晓得这哥们喜欢什么，于是迅速脱光，他照做。我坐到马桶上，一只手背在脖子后，张开双腿，迈克尔那光滑而结实强壮的身子跪下来，同时我把烟喷到他脸上。他开始舔我大腿内侧，很快就移到了蛋蛋上。凭着我新学到的关于“攻”和“受”的知识，我凭直觉抓住他那相当长的头发，把他的脸拉到我那滴着水的鸡巴上。我这样做时，他爽得直呻吟，而当我用我九英寸的割过包皮的肥鸡巴扇了他脸几下，然后才强行把他嘴按上我的屌时，他简直像是陶醉了。迈克尔是个出色的吸屌者，他受到激发，真正开始崇拜我这根怒挺的肉柱。

我注意到他停下来抬头看我、好让我再往他脸上喷些烟的时候，他把两根手指塞进了自己嘴里。第一隔间里嘈杂的操穴声仍在继续，那个“攻”用他低沉的声音说：“把你那可怜的屁股挪过来，弯腰，胳膊撑在水箱上，臭小子。”那低沉的声音里有什么让我觉得熟悉的东西，但我当时心思在别处。

与此同时，我能听到马特在哀求他的伴操他，然后随着那根肥大的鸡巴捅进马特经验丰富的男人穴时，两个男人共同发出了一声满足的咕噜。我把迈克尔的脸推回我胯间，看着他湿漉漉的手指移到自己屁股上。我让他用手指操了自己一两分钟，然后把他的头从我鸡巴上拉起来。“我觉得你的屁眼需要比那几根该死的手指更大的东西，兄弟。”

迈克尔抬头朝我咧嘴一笑。他迅速跨坐在我大腿上，把他那男人穴往我沾满口水的鸡巴上坐下去。当他猛地一坐到底、让我整根没入时，他微微龇了一下牙，然后他向前倾，热情地吻我，而他阵阵痉挛的屁眼在适应我这根肉棒的入侵。他的屁眼极紧，我很庆幸他静坐了一分钟，因为我怕自己会太早喷出种子。我把我那包烟放在了马桶水箱上，第一根抽完时，迈克尔伸手绕过去又给我点了一支。我又往他脸上喷了些烟，他开始在我那根肉屌上慢慢地上下起伏。一开始他的动作幅度很小，但随着我感觉到他的屁股穴放松下来，他开始做更大的抽送。很快，他就抬起身子，只让我的龟头留在他肛门环里，然后在我向上挺动迎向他时，猛地往下一坐，而我牙齿间还紧紧咬着香烟。

迈克尔把烟扔到地上，再次吻我，同时加快了速度。在我更深地顶进他洞里时，他呼吸急促。“我要用我的精液灌满你的屁股了，兄弟，很快。想让我跟上次一样射在你胸口吗？”迈克尔的回答是呻吟着把他那一发射在了我的胸膛上。我咬着牙，嘶声道：“最后一次机会，洗个精液澡，兄弟！”他继续骑着我，屁眼疯狂地阵阵痉挛，显然这次他是想要我把精液留在他体内。“好吧，狗娘养的，来了！”我灌满了他的屁股，感觉到我的精液从他塞得满满的洞里渗出来，滴到我大腿和小腿上。

迈克尔紧紧贴在我身上，深深地吻着我，我那慢慢软下去的鸡巴还留在他屁股里。等它噗地一声从他洞里滑出来时，他抓了一大团厕纸，塞进自己屁股里，就跟有一天早上一个叫格斯的超级英俊猛男做的一模一样。我们彼此咧嘴一笑，周围全是做爱的声音。出于好奇，我们偷看第一间隔间。那个有小鸡巴的男人原来是个四十岁左右、一身肌肉的运动员型，全裸着，只戴了个婚戒；而那个衣衫整齐、正在粗暴操他的人，居然是身材更棒的杰夫！他双手绕在前面捏着那男人的乳头，又揪又拧，显然很用力，把那个“受”弄得又爽又痛地直呜咽。杰夫的那位伴呻吟道：“哦，我爱您那根大屌在我洞里猛捣，先生。您要再那样弄我的奶头，我就要他妈射出来了，先生。”

杰夫咕噜着喘着气：“射吧，小骚穴。我紧跟着你。”那个男人小鸡巴把一大泡精液射进了马桶里，我眼看着杰夫那张英俊的脸因高潮而扭曲。他噗地一声迅速拔出鸡巴，那声儿让另一个男人倒吸了一口气，杰夫拉上裤链，飞快地离开了。另一个男人锁上门，慢慢穿好衣服，时不时停下来把手指伸进自己屁股里再舔一舔。

那个正在猛捣马特屁穴的灰发猛男大吼一声，显然是射了。我们偷看那里面，看着他把鸡巴拔出来，拍了拍马特的屁股，说：“你真他妈棒，小子。我会再来找你的。”他把“装备”收好就走了，门敞着。马特坐在马桶上，还硬着，厄尔走进来，关上门，跪下来，吞下马特的鸡巴，同时猛撸他自己那根又大又好看的家伙。我朝迈克尔咧嘴一笑。

“要我帮你把身上的精液舔干净吗，艾克？”

“不用，别麻烦了，我今天早上第一节课是体育课，上完反正也要洗澡。”我朝他眨眨眼。“再说了，上课时能闻到你残留在我身上的味道，也挺不错的。”我们穿好衣服，我加上了 T 恤好去上课，然后一起离开了大楼。到了外面，迈克尔说：“艾克，我今早真的很希望能见到你。那晚我玩得太开心了，一直没法不想你。”他递给我一张名片。上面只写着“迈克尔·詹森”，一个离校园不到一英里的地址，和一个电话。“你要是想聚聚，随时打给我。”

我看四周没人能听到我们，就说：“你这甜屁股我肯定打给你，迈克尔。对了，顺便说一句，那真是个他妈的甜屁股！在厕所隔间里跟你搞就那么野，我真想象不出在你床上会有什么更刺激的乐子等着我。”

“这周打给我，我们安排一下，我想尽快找个晚上带你出去吃晚饭。”

我想了想。这周我已经有好几个约会了，而且说到底我还是得做功课的。“这周我真的很忙，但我一两天内会打给你，我们可以下周再聚，好吗？”我们握了握手，我看着迈克尔离开校园，脚步轻快。马特和厄尔一起从门口出来，他们加入了我，穿得更得体些，准备面对新的一天。我们一致同意该去吃早饭了。

穿过校园的时候，好些我不认识的男人跟我打招呼：“嘿，你这走运的王八蛋。”还有“你可真他妈会操，哥们。”我很是纳闷，直到四个运动员拦住我说：“谢了，那场活春宫可真棒。比那该死的电影还好看！”其中一个穿着橄榄球队队服外套的运动员继续跟我们并肩走，他的同伴跟在我们身后一两英尺。“呃，那是你女朋友吗？我是说，你们是专属关系，还只是约约会？”

他走路的姿势表明他是个高大壮实的猛男，仗着自己是橄榄球队的运动员而傲慢无礼。我承认他又辣又帅，但他真的得意到以为，一个曾把我拖进我汽车后座上演那么一场公开性爱秀的女人，会仅仅因为他穿着球队的字母夹克，就融化在他那肌肉发达的怀抱里吗？我朝他笑了笑，尽管我内心充满愤怒，觉得他完全就是个混蛋。我是个不错的打架好手，但我怀疑自己能不能干过这个大家伙。我最好的办法就是激怒他；他要是头脑发热，我就可以冷静地运用我的技巧，当着他那群围在旁边坏笑的队友的面，打败他或者让他受伤，让他丢脸。我总感觉他有点眼熟，可自从我进了威廉姆斯学院就再没看过橄榄球赛。我连队都没去试过，知道自己也就是个二流球员。

我盯着他的眼睛回答：“我们现在不是专属关系，所以，兄弟，你要是觉得自己有本事跟我竞争的话，尽管去约她。看看你能不能也像我一样把她伺候得那么开心。”他愣了几秒，才意识到我可能是在羞辱他的男子气概，但他脑子不够用，不确定是不是这回事，于是决定不在大庭广众之下跟一个矮个儿动手。很显然，由于我跟南希的那场性爱壮举，我在校园里（至少在男生中）被当成了英雄，这他知道。但这并不妨碍他脸涨得通红，狠狠瞪了我一眼，大步走开。他一消失在视线之外，我和我的朋友们就爆笑起来。

“艾克，这他妈到底是怎么回事？”厄尔问我。

“星期六晚上，我的一个女朋友在汽车影院差点强暴了我。我猜我们上演了一场不错的性爱秀，因为等我们从后座出来时，还赢得了一片喝彩。真是个他妈的傲慢的混球！我真想有机会杀杀他的威风，让他认清自己的位置。也许我该叫南希去跟那个白痴约会，然后问他‘进去了吗？’”我们都为这话有多么能阉割男人的自信而大笑。“不，哥们。我不会让南希去面对那种尼安德特人的。我不爱她，但我喜欢且尊重她。我甚至不确定自己会不会把这事告诉她。”不幸的是，那天不仅我不断被人搭话；南希也遇到了，有女生也有男生。她扇了不少无礼的男性面孔，而且在扇了头两个之后，她就学着把手上那枚大宝石戒指的戒面转向掌心，以造成疼痛、淤青，甚至划下几道抓痕。从那天起，我开始对她敬佩有加。我开始琢磨她对双性恋男人的态度会是怎样。

我们三人共进了一顿愉快的早餐，我和马特也就此更深入地认识了厄尔。虽然我去年春天在生物课上就认识他，但我们从未有过社交往来。那会儿可是 1970 年，即便在我们这样一所相当自由的大学里，种族间的交往也极少。我们新结下的友谊将要为我们改变这一点。原来厄尔这小伙子人非常好，是个学音乐的，是个唱歌的，想当个音乐老师。在往后的几个月里，我和马特将逐渐了解到，这个又高又瘦、吸屌专家黑小伙拥有一个真正天赋异禀的喉咙。他不但是校园里最厉害的深喉吸屌高手之一，还有一副漂亮的男低音歌喉，大有发展成媲美保罗·罗伯逊的潜力。这种深沉洪亮的声音出自这样一个瘦削的年轻人体内，总让人觉得有些不可思议。

到了该各自去上课的时候。我那天早上第一节课是击剑。刚开始上这课时，我原以为自己肢体相当不协调，但我那个年长的已婚炮友山姆，比我还糟。虽然他臂展比我长了足足三英寸，我们俩却旗鼓相当，因为我更快也更好。我们通常是搭档。教练布伦纳先生有时会让我来协助他演示新动作，因为我是全班唯一跟他身高完全一样的人。跟我的老师练剑是个真正的挑战，我真心享受。那天，我花了足足二十分钟跟他过招。下课时，布伦纳先生叫住了我。他把手臂搭在我肩上，说：“艾克，你一直进步神速。你不但是班上最好的学生，也是我几年来见过最有前途的初学者。我觉得你击剑确实有天赋。我想让你考虑下学期加入男子击剑队。我们缺一个花剑好手——我们队大部分人都使别的剑种，不像你对花剑琢磨得越来越通透。”

我不得不承认自己脸红了，为他觉得我有天赋而感到高兴。“我会考虑的，布伦纳先生。我得承认，我从来都不觉得自己算是什么运动员，尽管我高中时是橄榄球队的替补。我也就是个一般的球员，能进队不过是因为我是学校里块头最大的之一。我喜欢击剑，尤其是有像你这样有挑战性的对手时。”

“别小看自己。我练剑二十多年了，今天你可是真让我好好活动了一番！希望你决定加入我们。”他握了握我的手，消失在办公室里，但我几乎可以赌咒，他在我身旁时深深闻了一下从我身上飘散出来的那股汗水与精液混合的味道。

我走到在等我的山姆身边，把刚才发生的事告诉了他。山姆祝贺了我，说他觉得我应该加入。我想了想布伦纳先生，他大约三十五岁，有一副结实有力的好身材。“他又辣又帅，要是能跟他一起入队，那可真是一项加分项。”我对山姆说，他揍了我胳膊一拳。

我们脱衣服准备洗澡时，我把自从星期六下午跟他在我房间搞过之后，我的那些性冒险经历快速给山姆讲了一遍。我俩很快就都硬了。幸运的是，因为这间更衣室的格局，我们有很大的私密空间。更衣柜是安在凹室里的，而我们正在最里头那个靠着墙角墙的凹室里。我们这个凹室只有一面墙有柜子，而且班上根本没人把柜子安置在靠近我们的地方。我们等到鸡巴至少软到半硬，才去洗澡。到那会儿，班上大部分人都走了。等我们回到凹室入口时，墙上的一扇门打开了。一个高大魁梧的清洁工和一个裹着毛巾的学生从门里出来。他们看到我们时显得很惊慌，那个学生脸红着跑掉了。那个清洁工则长着一张粗犷而有吸引力的脸，在晃悠走之前，把我们上下打量了一番。等他们走了后，我看着山姆，我们跑上去打开了那扇没锁的门。那是一个非常大的清洁用品储藏室。沿着一面墙是手工搭建的一条宽长凳，架子上有一叠毛巾。我们找到了一个可以锁门的插销，还有一个窥视孔，能让里面的人查看外面凹室是否没人。那清洁工运气不好，他开门时我们正好站在窥视孔视野的盲区。

我们片刻也没浪费。山姆扔下毛巾，靠着墙，把屁股撅起来。我双膝跪地，立刻就埋头吃了起来。很快，山姆就在欲望中呻吟起来，把一条放在长凳上、用得油光锃亮的大罐凡士林递给我。他朝我低吼：“妈的，你真把我搞热了，你这帅气的狗娘养的。用你那根肥鸡巴狠狠捅我火热的男人穴，小子！”我抹上油，立刻照办，因为我知道他喜欢猛操。在我的鸡巴楔进他肛门环时，我抓住他胯骨，用尽全力往里猛顶。我的阴毛撞上他后背时，他满足地咕噜了一声，然后我以我知道他喜欢的力度开始在他体内猛进猛出。在我使出最快最猛的力道操他的同时，他也在猛撸自己的鸡巴，我还一边拧他的乳头，我们俩很快就一起射了。

我们用毛巾把自己清理干净。我透过窥视孔看了一眼，见没人，就打开了门。等我们转身时，那个魁梧的清洁工正靠在最后一个更衣柜上，双臂交叉，脸上挂着坏笑。“我看你们是找到了我的‘欢乐屋’了，伙计们。你们随时都可以用，不过嘛，得付点‘租金’。”

山姆狐疑地看着他。“什么租金？”

“你们俩偶尔得跟我搞一搞。”我和山姆互相看了一眼。那个清洁工大概四十岁，身材一流，肌肉发达，毛茸茸的，极度有男人味。长得也不赖。

“我没意见，山姆。”

“我也没，小子。”我们跟清洁工握了握手，他自我介绍叫韦恩。

“我看见你们俩刚放了炮，我也是。你们下次体育课是什么时候？”

“星期三。”

“行，伙计们，那星期三，大概就是你们撞见我跟那小子的时间，我在这儿等你们。”我们一边穿衣服一边跟韦恩聊天。我告诉他自己关于屁股的限制，不过韦恩刚才看到了从山姆屁股里滴出来的精液和凡士林，所以他说道：“没问题，小子。我看上去像个又粗又猛的攻，但我其实挺 versatile 的。我也真有好一阵子没玩过三人行了，所以应该会很火热。要是这么晚了，我们干脆直接在凹室里搞也行。你瞧，所有人都赶下堂课去了。”我们大笑起来。

我和山姆离开体育馆时，山姆跟我说，他想带我去看一些我可能会感兴趣的其他寻欢洞。“我公寓附近有个公园里就有一个，在镇民上班前和下班回家路上时特别热闹。四点半开着你的车到北门等我，好吧？”

“我等不及了！”我们分手去上各自的下一堂课前，他笑了起来。我发现我的历史老师病了，课取消了。我停在食堂喝了杯咖啡，希望能碰上我那位神秘的红发帅哥。他不在，但有十多个其他哥们祝贺了我那场活春宫。我意识到并不是所有这些人都去了汽车影院，而是故事已经传开了，我不禁琢磨这故事被夸张到了什么程度。我问了一个承认自己并没在场的低年级生，结果故事其实还讲得挺准的。

我溜溜达达走到上数学课的教室。我知道上课前那教室空着，便坐定下来，点了支烟，开始学习。课前十分钟，我闻到了一股熟悉的香水味。我抬头一看，发现特瑞坐到了我旁边的座位上。我微笑着跟她打招呼，她则向我要了支烟。

我给她点上，借着点火她握住了我的手。我望着她的眼睛，合上打火机后并没有把手抽开。我们就那样坐了几秒钟，然后特瑞向后一靠，深深吸了口烟。“你知道吗，艾克，我的室友南希跟我说起你了。”

“哦？她说我什么好话了吗？”

“你得明白我俩关系非常近——我们高中就是同学，那时就已经是最好的朋友了。在她发现我们俩也认识之后，她呃……我知道你们星期六那次汽车影院之行的所有细节了。”特瑞凝视着我，我努力忍住没脸红。“我得说，我当时可是非常嫉妒的。我约会的那些男生里，没有一个在床上特别好。照南希说的，你是她有过的最棒的伴。我就在想，也许我也该想法子尝个‘样品’。”特瑞的手捏了捏我的膝盖，就留在那儿没动。

“那汤姆怎么办？”汤姆是田径队的一个矮个子、英俊而傲慢的队员，他想让特瑞做他的固定女友。最近我还以威胁要去追特瑞为乐，来戏弄他。

“汤姆？我知道他老搞得好像是我固定男朋友似的，但我更多是把他当朋友。我这辈子都认识他——他也是我们老家的。”她笑了。“我猜是因为我从高中起就一直在跟他上床这事把他搞糊涂了。问题在于，汤姆占有欲和嫉妒心很强，而我还没准备好只跟一个男朋友定下来。我跟他讲了不下几十遍，我至少还跟另外两个男的睡呢。”她环顾四周确认就我们俩。“别告诉他，可我其实真的很喜欢汤姆。他要是能稍微不那么……自负和缠人，也许哪天我真的会认真考虑嫁给他。我也可能嫁得差得多。我喜欢他，他也宠我。我觉得他非常有趣，而且我们喜欢很多同样的东西。因为我家境不好，我承认他家有钱这事儿不算坏事，他将来会继承一门他自己也喜欢的生意。他在床上也不算太糟，算不上很棒但也不差，而且我觉得他差不多跟你一样帅，艾克。要是我能想个法子杀杀他的威风，我就会开始暗示他，唯一能买到我忠贞的就是一枚钻戒。我打算像你们男生一样，先在我的‘野燕麦’收割季里玩够，但我一旦结婚，就打算做一个完全忠贞的妻子。也许我能让他来求你，教教他怎么取悦女人。”

其他的学生开始走进教室，于是特瑞靠了回去，安静了下来。让我意外的是，她伸手过来握住了我的手。几秒钟后，当满脸怒容的汤姆坐到特瑞另一边时，我就明白了。她不理会汤姆，故意用比必要更响的声音对我说：“南希告诉我你生日是在星期六晚上，而她已经有个不能推的约会了。要是你那天没安排的话，我被邀请那天晚上去参加一个万圣节化装舞会，我很想让你当我的男伴。”

汤姆爆发了。“等一下！那我呢？”其他学生都盯着他看，他这才平静下来。

特瑞冷静地转向他。“什么你呢，汤姆？”

“我以为我会跟你一起去那个派对！”

“你怎么会那样想？我从来没跟你提过啊。”

“可是，我 是 你 男 朋 友……”

“汤姆，你不是我男朋友。三年来我一直在告诉你，你不是我男朋友。我当你是朋友。”她低头轻蔑地瞥了一眼他那明显饱满的裆部。“嗯，算是享有某些……特权的朋友吧。也许，如果你能听我的，开始想办法怎么争取让我成为你的女朋友，而不是基于你自己的幻想瞎做这种愚蠢的假设，我会考虑 成为 你的固定女友。但现在嘛，你不过是个……让人恼火的东西。”她转回我这边时，汤姆的脸涨得通红。

“好了，艾克，那个化装舞会怎么说？南希告诉我你在学击剑。你要能借到一把剑，你可以扮成罗宾汉，我就扮梅德·玛丽安。”

“好的，我很乐意也很荣幸护送你去派对，特瑞。而且你还可以告诉南希一个让她意外的消息。我今天被邀请加入击剑队了，而且我打算接受。”我朝汤姆看了一眼。“所以说，下个学期我就有自己的字母夹克了。”汤姆站起身来，攥紧了拳头，但就在这时老师进来了，他又坐了下去。下课后，他抓起书本气冲冲地奔了出去。

我们穿过校园时，特瑞看着我：“你肯定觉得很刺激吧，逗弄汤姆，对不对？”

我笑道：“是啊。他的傲慢也让我烦透了。只要能帮你把他治得冷静下来，最终当上‘汤姆太太’，我都愿意出力。”我俩都笑了。“说正经的，我意识到我可能惹得他要跟我打一架，但我觉得就算真打起来，我也能跟他匹敌，所以我不太担心。依我看，这算是个评估过的风险。”

我们到了食堂，买了午饭。坐下后，特瑞继续说：“汤姆老是跟人打架。而且老实说，他打架不怎么样，因为他太火爆脾气了！哦，再给你支个招，汤姆有个玻璃下巴。狠狠对着他下巴尖就这儿打三拳——”她指了下我下巴旁边的一个点，“——他立刻就能昏过去。”

我盯着她。“我真是庆幸你没打定主意要嫁给我，特瑞！我真不敢想象你为了达到那目标会干出什么事来。”

她笑了。“我有种感觉，你呀，不是安顿下来结婚的那类人，艾克。你长得实在太帅了，而且，你浑身上下散发着一种男子气概，暗示着你不会满足于只有一个性伴侣。”她脸红了。“我本该知道的——你让我想起了我老爸很多，他这一辈子都在背着我妈偷腥。而我妈就那样忍着。我忍不了那个。我要我的男人是我一个人的男人，不要分享。我知道汤姆是个专一的男人——从高中我第一次让他碰我胸脯开始，他就没再跟别的女生约过会。我知道他忠诚，知道他爱我。我只需要他能再体贴一点我的需要。”

我抬起头，看见我那位红头发的撩人帅哥破天荒地落了单。我们对视了几秒，然后他无奈地耸了耸肩，咧嘴一笑。我到底什么时候才能哪怕只是跟这位帅哥说上句话啊？他离开房间时向我敬了个礼。

午饭后，该上英语课了，老师正是我最爱的、也是我第一个共度整夜的男人，杰夫·汉密尔顿。英语课上，我坐在游泳队那个深柜成员尼克旁边，确定了我们明晚的约会。我们第一次见面时，哪怕我们在进行相当不错的互相性爱，他还一直在强调“我不是基佬”。但事后他留下来跟我聊天，我有点像是把他套路得接受了这次约会。下课后我问他：“如果我知道游泳队里还有一个人也跟男人搞，你想让我安排你俩认识一下吗？”

“我不是基……天哪，我确实不能再那么说了，对吧？”我们都笑了。他想了几秒。“嗯，我会同意的。在外出比赛旅途上能有个人一起搞，我想是挺好。”

我坏笑道：“他说的跟你一模一样！好，我会安排个时间，让咱仨一起聚聚。”我提醒自己，明晚得叫马特别回来，万一我们的约会真发展到尼克跟我回房间的地步呢。

那之后，我跟杰夫有约，要一起过一遍我那篇短篇小说的修改。我们工作的整段时间里，他都紧张地一根接一根抽烟，而我表现得很乖——一点都没有在撩拨他。完事后，杰夫确认门锁好了，然后走过来吻了我。他一边把我的鸡巴从裤子里捞出来，一边在我耳边低语：“我等不及了。我现在就要你，艾克。你来之前我就把我这该死的屁股涂好油了。不过我们得小声点。”杰夫脱掉裤子。他穿着一条几乎包不住他那根巨大肉棒的护裆带。他摆好姿势，跨骑到我身上，面对着我，把他涂好油的屁股往我硬挺的鸡巴上坐下去。他捧着我的头，一边上下骑着我一边吻我。我们的深吻让彼此的呜咽和咕噜声都闷住了。他用屁股的肌肉来进一步刺激我，很快，随着我一声有力的闷哼，我那一发全灌进了他肠子里。他一直骑着我直到我软下来滑了出去。他还没射，所以他站起来时，我把那条被前列腺液浸湿的护裆带扯下来，把他那根巨屌整根吞到了底。我把他的手放在我头上，让他知道我希望他操我的嘴，很快，他就开始往我喉咙深处猛捣。杰夫没花多长时间就把他的甜奶油灌满了我的嘴。

我们把自己收拾得体面时，我告诉杰夫，山姆也觉得他特别辣。“也许哪天山姆和我会去你家，然后咱们仨……”

“没问题，艾克。我非常乐意。我想反正我都跟一个学生搞了，再多一个又何妨，尤其是像你哥们山姆那么辣的。”我们又吻了一会儿，然后我打开了门锁。开门之前，我朝杰夫咧嘴一笑，低声道：“今天早上你在茶室里跟那个已婚肌肉受猛男上演的那场，可真是活春宫啊，杰夫。太辣了！”我眨了眨眼。“也稍微有点吓人！”我走出门的时候，他笑了起来。

我在房间里休息，直到差不多该去挨着我宿舍的那个大门见山姆。我给他留了张字条叫他明晚给我私密空间，然后躺在床上，翻阅着马特那数量庞大的 A 书收藏中的更多本，在男同志性爱上又接受了一大通教育。我丝毫不知道，当晚在公园，还有其他一些地方，有什么样的教育与冒险在等待着我。

不过，那又是另一个故事了。