Glory Hole Sagas - Chapter 16
THE GLORY HOLE SAGAS Chapter Fifteen
Early Morning With Nick, And Without
CHAPTER 16
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I had spent a VERY eventful date with my buddy Nicky. I had my début as hustler (and gotten very well paid); found out a lot about my pal's painful earlier life which made me feel like we were brothers, then helped him meet a giant, muscle-bound bouncer named Bruno, who was probably the love of his life. To my amusement, while we had sex, Nicky called out Bruno's name as he came about as often as he did mine. Perhaps even a few times more.
He became so hung up on Bruno, he called the big man in the middle of the night while he thought I was asleep. He jerked off talking to the gorilla of his dreams.
When we woke up past 8 AM Nicky asked to use the big tub in our private bathroom to take a hot soaking bath before leaving for swim practice, needing some time to think. I reminded him that we both had dinner dates the next night. It was both of our first dates in public with older men and we wanted to see if we could arrange to go to the same place, for mutual support. If I saw Dan, the hot and masculine security guard on campus that day, I'd ask him if he had a place in mind. It might make Dan feel more comfortable to have a big stud like Bruno drooling over a jock like Nicky.
While Nicky went to take his bath, I dialed Jeff's personal phone number, who sounded very pleased to hear from me. I quickly explained the situation with Nicky having to hustle to make ends meet, even telling him about doing it myself to make him feel less guilty. Jeff realized who I was talking about, and promised to have results by class that day. I warned Jeff that some girls in the class had commented to Nicky that Jeff kept looking at the two of us. Nick had had the bright idea of pointing out the room had no clock, so Jeff must be looking at the Clock Tower out the window we sat next to. To my confusion, Jeff called me "sweetheart" and "darling" while we talked. So perhaps he DID care about me more than just sex.
I decided it was time for the two gay swimmers should meet, so I called my roommate in Ralph's room, where he had spent the night in a three-way with his slave, Harvey. A vaguely familiar voice answered the phone, politely handing Matt the phone. It was Ralph's gay older brother Pete. Matt would dress and rush up.
Matt walked in whole Nicky was drying off. After they laughed and hugged, Matt was surprised when Nick asked to borrow a butt plug to get ready for a VERY well hung admirer. Matt agreed at my silent urging, putting it in a cloth bag when Nicky left.
I asked about Pete, who I had heard described as quite a monster and bully. Matt seemed confused. "He was actually pretty quiet, and basically ignored us. He didn't explain why he had come back to the room a day early, and sort of huddled in the corner. Ralph was wondering if he'd fallen in love for the first time, since up until now he fucked his way around, mostly guys but enough girls to keep from being gossiped about. What really freaked Ralph out was the way Pete kept whimpering in his sleep, but he was just happy that his brother wasn't being his usual asshole self. Common, roomie, let's hit the t-room before breakfast."
"Yeah! Even with all that hot sex I had with Nicky all night, the glory holes sound like a hot idea." Then I realized something, and laughed so hard I landed on my bed.
"What's so funny, asshole? You think I should be satisfied after a night with two hot guys and an audience?? You probably had as much sex last night as me, and seemed eager enough to go down there to suck some cock a second ago!" Matt stormed.
I managed to gasp out, "One week anniversary!" He just stared at me as I calmed down. "It was last Wednesday afternoon that I accidentally stumbled upon the glory holes, and had sex with Sam and Jeff. It's my one week anniversary of saying to myself that I`m probably gay! One week since my life changed totally. One week since I became a much happier man who is more relaxed and relates better to men AND women. Just one FUCKING week!" Matt cracked up, and we dressed up in the sexy outfits we used to cruise the toilet: our tight jeans with no underwear and our jackets with no shirts. He had his letter jacket and I had my leather jacket. We put t-shirts and jockstraps in our jacket pockets for later. I'd learned the hard way that walking around campus "free-balling" in tight jeans can lead to embarrassing situations and stains. Loose pants was another thing if I was headed to glory holes. Socks and sneakers and poppers and my cigarettes and we went down to the lobby. I noticed that there was something in our mailbox, so I stopped to get it.
It was a note from my future fencing coach. Matt read over my shoulder:
"Ike:
"As you know, I just took over the job of Coach when the old one died suddenly last summer. I realized today that I had the schedule fucked up. Our competitive season actually begins THE FIRST WEEK IN DECEMBER. I need to see you this morning, Wednesday, between 10
AM and noon, since I have to get your application as a member completed and into the national organization in today's mail. I also need to start you in training. I have a member of the team who I've asked to teach you the scoring points. Although he's a saber fencer, he's not half bad at epee, and will spar with you when I'm not available.""I'm SO sorry about the mix up. Kid. Have you found any yet for the bet?" "Neil Brenner, coach."
"Have you found any what, brother jock?" Matt asked as we walked outside, his arm over my shoulder.
I lit a cigarette. "I met Neil at the Rusty Spike and have a friendly little joke bet with him that I'll find three gay fencers before the first away meet. Since he had a member of the track team fucking his butt at the time, and a football player had walked into the room wearing his jacket, he was willing to bet. The football player turned into my cross to bear, that asshole Cum-dump. Damn, I hope he's not in the T-room now."
We turned a corner and almost got run over by a security car driven by one of the men I wanted to see that day, Dan Taylor. I leaned in the window. "Well, if it isn't JUST the man I was looking for. Dan the man. My favorite security guard."
He was a bit guarded when he saw Matt watching us "Who's the elderly swimmer?"
I chuckled. "My roommate Matt Slater, who happens to be gay. So relax. No one else is around and it's not like I'm kissing..." He grabbed my head and planted one of the hottest kisses of my life on my lips, dueling tongues without making it a power play. I was in Heaven!
"I've been dying to do that for days, Ike. I'd see your hot little ass on campus, and fight the urge to stop you and kiss you. So, why were you looking for me?"
I gulped. "That was the hottest kiss I ever had, Dan. I wanted you to know that. Mostly because it was so unexpected and out of character. Oh, why I was looking for you.. A friend of mine has a first date with a very masculine man about your age tomorrow night, and I was wondering of you had an idea where we were eating. It might make his guy feel a little less uptight seeing a man like you on a date with a younger man. Not a double date, mind you. Drinks together at the bar maybe, and then dinner alone. Nicky looks a lot younger than his age because he shaves his body as a swimmer. He's like my best buddy, and I want to help him, since I think he's fallen for this ape."
Dan looked at me. "Can I ask a seemingly unrelated question?" I nodded. "Am I correct that when you decide on the man to take your cherry, you're also picking a boyfriend? You're deciding if the man worthy of your beautiful hairy ass is worthy of your love?"
"Is that a problem, Dan?"
"Hell, no. Ike. Do you realize my decision to date you was a decision to break a lot of patterns because I'm considering YOU as a boyfriend? I think you're worthy of trying to break bad habits, and I wanted to break those habits to make me worthy of a man's love. Maybe yours. I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page. So you see, the kiss was not that out of character, as long as we are basically alone. Doing it in public might take longer." I reached in and petted his strong cheek. "There's a restaurant about a mile from here called `Monroe's' that I've eaten in a few times. OK, I took a few dates there in a few of my not too successful attempts to change. They're cool with male couples, even male couples kissing. It's on College Street and Church Avenue. You let me know the time. You can leave me a note in the Security Office, since I took another big step."
"What was that?"
"I'm the senior member of the Security Staff, and to be honest, bigger and stronger than any man there. I decide if they didn't like that I was gay, tough shit. So I let a few of the louder assholes know that fact."
I stared at him "You came out to your office? What happened?"
"One guy started a fight. Let's just say that when I'm naked tomorrow night, you are free to look for one scratch or bruise on me because you won't find any."
"And the asshole?"
"Is in Room 129 at University Hospital. `An accident.' He's not about to let the world know that he jumped a faggot in the dark from behind and ended up like that without laying a hand on me."
"You have me so fucking hot right now, Dan." I looked around. Just Matt was around. I grabbed the man's head and paid him back for that kiss, pinching a nipple through his shirt, making the big man moan and whimper. "That's a down payment for when we get to you place after dinner, big guy. Now I`m going downstairs and getting rid of this hard-on. Wish it was with you."
I heard his rich, rolling laugh as I strutted away from the car, wiggling my ass for him, realizing I had never heard him laugh. I liked his laugh.
Matt said "Why was Dan `I'm the man' kissing you like that?"
I grinned. "Because I beat him at his own game, and now we're going to be dating. And I will give you NO further details. Except for one. Big Dan Taylor came out to the entire Security Department as gay. Put one man in the hospital, and nothing else."
"Wow. I have a lot of respect for him now. And he sure can fuck a man's ass hard. He's made me whimper in the men`s room at the bus terminal a few times."
As we approached the stairs to the building, I saw a familiar hot body walking towards us: Gus. "Matt, go in, will you. I see someone else I want to talk to. In fact. I want to ask him on a date."
He looked over at Gus. "You got good taste kid. I wouldn't mind..."
"If it doesn't work out with me, I'll set you up, but I met him days ago, and we got along really well. So SCRAM, buddy."
I was fumbling with cigarettes when Gus walked up to me grinning. "Well, look who's here with a cigarette for me. You were headed in with the swimmer and dumped him for me. I'm quite honored."
"That's my roommate. Who thinks your hotter than hell. But I wanted to talk to you alone Gus." I lit his cigarette for him, and mine, and we went in. My hand went to his back pocket, and his went to mine. "I'm sort of on a quest, and was hoping you'd help me." I smirked at him as two suits passed us, tongues out.
"Anything for you, Ike. By the way, are you another Williams? I heard an Ike Williams is joining the fencing team."
"That would be me, Mr. Williams. And let's not play the genealogy game."
"I hate it, since I happen to be a recognized bastard." I stopped and looked at him. I'd never heard anyone admit that before. "I've had a lifetime to get used to the idea, and my old man's been dead for awhile."
"Mine too. But back to my quest. One week ago today, I discovered the glory holes, and finally figured out I'm probably gay, if not bisexual. After our encounter, the first man I spent the night with in bed suggest that I wait until I find a special man for my ass-cherry."
"Wait. When we met, you'd been having sex with guys for only a day or two?" I nodded. "Ike, you have natural talents. You should be a hustler."
"Uh, actually, I've done it once already to prove a point to a buddy. Not going to be a regular thing. YOU'RE the one who can make a fortune at that job. But you seemed to have missed the important point."
"No, it just made me nervous. I'm assuming you're not offering it to me right here and now..."
I laughed. "I said a quest. It went from 'special guy' to my guy. I'm dating a few men to see if any of them might be the man who I can eventually fall in love with. Who can be my boyfriend meanwhile, and take my virginity. One of the criteria is he has to be single."
"I'm single. Broke up with my last boyfriend three years ago. And I finished the `bisexual' phase when I was 26, but I understand it. I'm honored. And yes, I'd love to go on a date with you, and see where it goes, Ike. How about dinner tonight, since my calendar is sort of filled with family stuff for the next week and I don't want to wait ten days to get you in bed."
I leaned against a wall and took the date calendar from my back pocket. "I'm free for dinner. I have a bizarre semi-obligation I may blow off at about one AM, but we can talk about that at dinner." We had a nice long kiss. Then, to my surprise, he turned around. "Where are you going, Gus?"
"Ike, we have a date tonight that I assume will end up in my bed." I nodded with a smirk, licking my lips. "I've decided to save my energy. YOU are turning 20. I am a lot older than you."
"What are you, 27?" I laughed.
He took his driver's license out of his wallet. His birthday was the day after mine, and he'd be turning 40! "Wow, you're birthday is the day after mine. OK, so you're ten years older than me. Big fucking deal. So far, all three men I'm dating are about your age. I guess I like maturity. And I really like you, Gus."
He took my appointment book, and wrote his office and home numbers in the area in the back for that. "Call me this afternoon, and I'll have made reservations. Or do you mind a home cooked meal?"
"Be honest. If I went directly to your house, when would we ever GET to the meal?" He laughed and walked back out the door.
I headed towards the T-room. That really young looking redhead who had looked like he would shit when Gus and I had entered the T-room the week before almost ran me over. "Whoa, kid. The cocks and asses and mouths will all be there, Or are you in a rush to get to school?"
He gave me a dirty look. I was surprised by the deep voice that came out of the short, skinny redhead. "I AM in school, you asshole. I'm a freshman here. Man, I hate being a redhead. Everyone thinks you're a kid. I was just running to avoid my gym teacher."
"Gus Williams?" He nodded. "Is that why you were running last time?" He blushed and nodded. "Uh.. Well, I'm Ike. Ike Williams, no relation to him. You're...?" I held out a hand.
He gave it a firm shake. "Roy Stern. Man, Ike, you are one of the hottest looking men in campus."
"I may keep you around, Roy. You're good for a man's ego. Roy, WHY did you think the two of us were headed into THAT toilet last week. And WHY do your think Gus and I were having a private conversation here in this obscure hallway?"
"How do I know? To take a shit?" He stopped as I smiled at him, shaking my head, and his eyes grew wide as he blushed. "You were going in there to have sex with Mr. Williams? The hottest teacher on campus? So why was he leaving now?"
"Yes, although wait until you meet my giant redheaded English instructor, Mr. Hamilton. You may decide he's hotter. And Gus and I were making date for dinner tonight, and to spend the night with him." I put my arm around the short redhead's waist and lead him down the hall, realizing I no longer really needed the arrows. My feet knew the path.
I held open the door. In front of the urinals, Matt was sucking off a tough looking construction worker, who was doing his best to make my roommate gag, without luck. Next to him my black buddy Earl Pierce was sucking a very long and fat cock on a well dressed older man, who looked impressed.
The tough biker kid was smoking a joint and at his usual post against the wall that blocks the door from the hall. He grinned at me, then included Roy in the grin, handing him the joint. Roy took a deep toke, and brought it back to the biker. I watched as Roy reached up to pull the biker's face down to kiss him, grinding against him. Impressive little fucker.
I smelled gasoline. The gas station attendant was there. He and the biker always ignored each other, but were always there at the same time. I knew that he had a hair trigger dick, shooting a load as soon as I wrapped lips around it. A good way to start the morning. I went into the center stall, and sure enough, his familiar dick slipped through the hole. Perhaps he had cum already and was working on a second load. I found myself sucking his short, uncut cock for a long time. He muttered things I couldn't understand as I ran my tongue under the generous foreskin. He loved it. It took him many long minutes of my best cocksucking to pop his load. It was thicker this time, but a small load. He muttered thanks to me.
I peeked into the other hole. Roy was fucking the biker kid. The biker looked like he was in pain. I wondered if Roy was popping his cherry, just as I had been the first cock he sucked, and if the redhead knew it. He was fucking him with long, even strokes of a fat cock over 6" long, since I couldn't see the head.
The biker had a hard-on and was holding his hands on the wall. He was cursing, but not asking for Roy to stop. His dick was jumping, and I noticed it was spraying pre-cum all over the toilet. I wondered if I could get their attention and give the biker some double attention and relief. I wiggled my finger through the hole, and a minute later I heard Roy ask the other young man a question. I felt a cock against my hand, put my mouth over the hole, and the biker's cock slide down my throat. I sucked on him as he grunted in lust and he got his ass pounded.
I could hear someone getting a good hard fucking in the next stall. He was whimpering from pain and lust. I heard my new redheaded buddy shout out "Take my load, tough guy!" and immediately was treated to a thick, big flood of cum.
An eye peeked through "Oh, man, it's you! Give me that beautiful cock." It was the biker. He wasn't that shy any more. I fed him my dick. He had improved a lot since his first attempt at sucking cock. I was ramming into him and he was taking it and gurgling in joy. I heard slurping noises I assumed was Roy eating his own jism out of a well fucked biker ass.
A deep voice in the next stall said "Now it's his turn to fuck my pussy for a while. You sit for awhile, stud." Hmm, a bossy bottom.
I stood on my toes and rammed in deep, feeding my biker buddy my load. I pulled on my jock strap and t-shirt and redressed. As I did so, I looked through the other hole. Earl, normally a dedicated bottom, was screwing the construction worker vigorously, and Matt was sitting in the toilet. His dick was wet, with some shit on it, and he was grinning. As I watched, the masculine looking hardhat groaned and spewed a load of spooge (I guess it was seeing Gus that made me think of that word) all over Matt's smooth chest, then leaned over and licked it off as Earl began to curse and rammed in to unload. Earl pulled out, made the big man clean his cock with his mouth, and then Matt remounted him as Earl left the stall. I did the same.
To my surprise the redhead and the biker were standing here. The biker said to me "Last time you offered to buy me breakfast, and Roy just offered, so I asked him to wait to see if you'd join us."
"Fine, as long as my buddy Earl can join us." I pointed at the black stud, who's long dick, still half hard, was still outside his pants.
He pushed it back inside and zipped up, grinning. "That is one crazy white bastard. He comes in about once a month acting all masculine. Shoots a load in a cocksucker's mouth, and then needs to get fucked A lot. You come back at noon, he'll still be there. Says he has a gay boss."
The four of us left laughing. The biker's name was Randy Stevens. He was older than he looked at 22. We teased him about his appropriate first name. I complimented him on his improved cocksucking skills. He'd found a number of other places to practice, and had been doing it a few times a day. Mine was the sixth load he's swallowed that morning. "Randy, was that the first time you got fucked, because it looked like Roy was killing you."
"No, he's the fourth guy. I'm still not used to it, and he's the first guy to do it with just spit. I wanted to see if I was man enough to take it, and I was. Barely." We laughed. "The other guys also had skinner dicks that you, Roy. But it was just so pretty, and you were just so... forceful, I had to say yes. I may bleed to death later..." We laughed again as he rubbed his rear, grinning. Roy looked pleased.
I groaned when I saw my cute redhead alone in Dining Hall, while I had this crew with me. But immediately five guys joined him. He just shrugged at me, winked and grinned. Roy and Earl both said "That cute redhead is flirting with you, Ike."
"I know. We've been playing this game all week. One of us always has someone with us. I WILL get that stud into my bed. But not today. I have to head over to the Athletics Building to see my coach." This gave me a chance to boast a little about my becoming a member of the fencing team. Even Randy was impressed. As we talked, the redhead and his pals left. A few minutes later, I did, too.
As I approached the Athletic Building, I noticed a group of guys in front of me going into it, which included my redheaded cutie. I assumed he had a Phys. Ed. class soon.
I was amused that in getting lost, the first office I walked into was Gus'. He was alone, dressed in sweats. He got up, and closed the door, then pulled me into his arms, leaning against the door. "You smell of sex. We both will tonight. You ARE spending the night, aren't you?"
"You bet your sweet, fuckable ass I am, cousin." The Williams of Williams County had a joke of calling strangers of the name "cousin". "And I have a car. I can meet you anywhere you want."
He handed me a piece of paper. It had the name of a restaurant "Lucy's Hideaway", and an address not far away. "It's run by a cousin on my mother's side of the family. Gay friendly, and new. I hope to get more business for Lucy. Is 6
good?""Perfect."
"Was `construction worker pussy' down there this morning?"
I laughed. "How did you...?"
"It's the full moon. He's there every full moon about that time. Stop in before you leave to meet me. He`ll still be there. He'll be there all night, getting his ass pounded, and then you won't see him for another 28 days. I wonder who he got to start things off? I like to try to be his cocksucker and first fucker."
"My roommate sucked him off, then he and my buddy Earl took turns with him in a stall."
"Earl? The skinny black singer who sucks cock so great?" I nodded. "He's nice. I'm glad you're friends."
I rubbed my hands on his chest. "I missed you, Gus. I would have preferred to be with you. Isn't that silly?"
"That's the most romantic thing a man ever said to me, Ike. I sort of regretted not going with you, but I'd rather have energy for a great night. I saw that rabbit-like redhead who we saw last time scurry past me as I left."
I giggled. "Roy's in one of your classes, and it never dawned on him why you were going into that toilet. He's pretty nice, a freshman here."
"Oh, yeah, now that you mention it. I'd never have recognized him otherwise. Bet he's really shy down there."
"You'd lose. He practically raped that tough looking biker kid, who is actually 22. We all had breakfast with Earl, afterwards. He grabbed him for a kiss, then fucked the crap out of that man. He's short, and hates being treated like a kid because he's a hairless redhead. I'd advise you to treat him with respect, and a bit of compassion. I think he has a crush on you, Gus, although he was thrilled that I have a date with you. I think he has one on me, too. Called you the hottest teacher on campus and me the hottest man on campus - meaning student, I assume. Maybe the image of his two crushes fucking was what got his engine going when we got to the T-room, but I doubt it. He seemed to be pretty confident."
"You were NOT looking for me, so who were you looking for, handsome and sexy?"
"My coach, Neil Brenner."
He turned pale. "Damn, I keep forgetting the heating duct. His office is right next door and he just heard our entire conversation, Ike. Why are you smirking like that?"
"Let's leave it at - he's like the restaurant - very gay friendly."
Through the duct, I could hear Mr. Brenner yell. "Go ahead and tell him, save me time."
I laughed as I fell in the guest chair. Gus sat looking confused. I told him about my trip to the Rusty Spike, and his eyebrows rose. "I've never been there. Never had anyone to go with and heard you shouldn't go alone."
I described the place to him in detail, and discovering Neil. With a member of the Track Team who was not wearing a jacket fucking his butt. And out friendly bet."
Suddenly, Brenner shouted louder than necessary, "Who is it? One minute. Get in here Ike." We laughed. I gave Gus a long goodbye kiss which made him groan. He swatted my ass hard as I left.
I knocked on Neil Brenner's door and it was opened by a student. Not any student. My hot redhead from the dining hall who smirked at me. In a quiet voice he said to me. "I always knew we'd get together. I never suspected it would be like this." He winked at me as he opened the door all the way, and his buddies were sitting there.
Mr. Brenner said. "Ike Williams, meet some of your team mates. The one who let you in is especially important to you. Meet Eric Shaw. He fences saber, but started on epee. Since hes almost your height, and I cant always be available to spar with you, Ricky will be your partner.
I shook his hand with a grin. "I'm also going to be teaching you the point system for scoring, Mr. Brenner says he never taught your class that."
"Can I ask a dumb question. I've seen you guys around campus all week, and you never wear your team jackets. Why?"
Ricky laughed. "Don't worry, you can still impress that beauty with the big boobs with your letter jacket. It's an old team tradition. Only new members wear them all the time. Older members wear them only during the active season. No one knows why, and we've all worn them off-season on a first date to impress the date."
"That's Terry, who my buddy Tom wants to marry."
"The buddy you had a fight with over who's balling her on Halloween and you won?" One of the other guys asked.
I still looked at Ricky. "Yeah, but it was mostly to put Tom in his place, and help Terry in her campaign to get him to stop taking her for granted. We both know it's a one fuck deal. And he has a date that night with a girl who's boyfriend is far away, and has permission to fuck around, and is so horny she's ready to mount a fire hydrant. Also a one fuck deal, but planned to make Terry jealous."
"How would she know?" another guy asked.
I laughed. "The costume party is at a hotel downtown and Terry agreed to stay there with me overnight. Tom's cousin manages the hotel, and is going to `accidentally' give us adjoining rooms. And Tom's date has agreed to be really noisy. he'll date her a few more times for show. Actually, he's hoping that when he proposes during Thanksgiving Break, Terry will be so jealous she'll finally accept. He's been proposing since high school."
Ricky looked at me with a little smile. "So she's not your girlfriend?"
For the first time I gave what I knew was an honest answer. "There's this girl I have sex with, but we both know it's just sex. I don't think I'm looking for a GIRL friend." His eyes got a little wide at my emphasis. "But hey, now I have a team partner."
At our angle, no one could see. He put his hand on my ass and whispered. "And maybe more, partner. I think we have the same goals in mind."
And then Mr. Brenner looked at his watch and said. "Well. Ike and I have paperwork to finish guys, to get him officially on the team. So have a nice day, and I'll see you all at 4 PM for practice.
I looked at him and said "TODAY at 4? I have a date tonight."
He had picked up the phone and was already dialing. I heard the phone in the next room ring. "Gus, Ike needs to talk to you." With a smirk he handed me the phone."
"Uh, I have practice from four to?" he held up six fingers. "Six. So do you want me to stink of sweat in the restaurant, or make it 7
?" Gus had a great laugh I got in stereo from the phone and the air-duct."I'm tempted by the sweat stink, but my cousin would kill me. 7
it is. And check on the construction pussy first." We hung up."Just how many men are you dating, Ike?"
"Three. Two faculty, and Dan Taylor from Security."
"Did you know he put another guard in the hospital last night? He's dangerous, Ike."
"I knew, and he's not. He came out to the entire department, and that guy jumped him in the dark. And he has not one mark on him. I get to examine him tomorrow after dinner."
But his whole `I'm a real man' routine..."
"Is a self-defensive act that I was the first man to see through - which is why he asked me out. Neil, I can handle myself. I may only have been having sex with guy for a week, but as one of my bed-buddies pointed out to me, I know people very well. I was afraid of him for about ten seconds, until I looked deep in his scared eyes. I've stood up to giant bouncers and walked away from it with a friend. I`m going to be a writer, Neil. and that means I'm also a bit of a psychologist. One of my friends said that spending one night in bed with me did more for him that a few years in therapy. So far I've made one big mistake."
"What was that?"
"When we were in the Rusty Spike, I conquered this football player by force of will, and renamed him Cum-dump. And now I'm stuck with him as a devoted slave. I think the bastard is in love with me, while for some reason he arouses rage in me every time I see him."
"I've heard about that. That was that football player you left me to go even a score with, right?"
"Yeah."
"Was it a family thing?"
"Huh?"
"His name is Pete Williams, and although I know Williams is a common name, I sort of think he looks like a bulky version of you. And I like the mustache. Now, paperwork before class."
Could Cum-dump be Ralph's rotten brother? And was there a family resemblance there, too? I answered questions and signed papers in a daze.
Was I related to my "slave"?
Well, at least I had finally met Ricky, and we would be spending a lot of time alone. Hopefully in my bed. I wondered if he knew any other gay fencers.
But that is another story.
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Note: Let me know how you like these Sagas, and if you have any suggestions. Remember, it takes place in 1970. If you went to college then, and have memories of struggling to come out, send them to me.
Keep sending in your ideas for glory hole/toilet adventures, as well as your memoirs of your own sexual adventures of any kind!
My novella "My Valentine Prince", an erotic Romance, was just published in an anthology called "My Sexy Valentine" by Sizzler Editions.
A gay erotic historic Romance set in 1975-1977, it's the story of a working-class biker-hunk with a college education who struggles with his internal homophobia to come out, and then with class prejudice to raise in his chosen career. Searching for "Prince Charming", he thinks he found him until Valentine's Day, when he finds himself having to choose between two men he loves; the one he thought he'd never see again, and the one he'd been dating for a year while building a relationship.
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Copyright 2011 by Ike Rose
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以下是《Glory Hole Sagas》第十六章的中文翻译：
《光荣洞传奇》
第十六章
有尼克陪伴的清晨，和没有尼克的时候
我和我兄弟尼基度过了一个极其充实有趣的约会之夜。我初次登台当了回男妓（还拿到了非常可观的报酬）；我了解到了我兄弟早年痛苦经历中的许多事，这让我觉得我俩就像亲兄弟一样，随后我还帮他认识了一个名叫布鲁诺、肌肉发达的巨大打手——那人大概就是他此生的挚爱。让我觉得好笑的是，在我们做爱的时候，尼基高潮时喊出布鲁诺名字的次数，几乎跟他喊我名字的次数差不多。说不定还多了那么几次。
他彻底迷上了布鲁诺，以至于半夜他以为我睡着的时候，竟打电话给那个大块头男人。他一边跟那头梦中的大猩猩讲着电话，一边自己打飞机射了出来。
等我们早上八点多醒来，尼基问我能不能用我们独立浴室里那个大浴缸泡个舒服的热水澡，然后再去游泳队训练，他需要一点时间好好想一想。我提醒他，我俩明晚各自都有晚餐约会。这是我们俩各自头一回跟年长的男人在公共场合约会，我们想看看能不能安排去同一个地方，好互相壮胆。如果我今天在校园里见到丹——那个火辣又爷们的保安——我就问问他心里有没有想好的地方。有个像布鲁诺那样的大块头猛男对着尼克这样一个运动员直流口水，或许也能让丹觉得更自在些。
趁尼基去泡澡的时候，我拨了杰夫的私人电话号码，他听起来非常高兴接到我的电话。我迅速把尼基不得不靠卖身来维持生计的情况解释了一下，甚至也坦白了自己为了让他少些负罪感而干了一回的事。杰夫意识到我说的是谁，并答应今天上课前就会有结果给我。我提醒杰夫，班上几个女生曾跟尼基提起，说杰夫老盯着我们俩看。尼克当时机智地指出，教室里没有钟，所以杰夫一定是在看我们座位旁边窗外的钟楼。让我困惑的是，杰夫在电话里叫我“甜心”和“亲爱的”。所以，也许他对我，在乎的真的不仅仅是性。
我觉得是时候让游泳队那两个同志互相认识了，于是打电话到拉尔夫的房间找我室友——他昨晚跟他的奴隶哈维在那儿玩三人行过夜。一个隐约有些耳熟的声音接起电话，礼貌地把听筒递给了马特。那是拉尔夫那个也是同志的大哥，皮特。马特说他穿好衣服就马上冲上来。
马特进来的时候，尼基正在擦干身子。两人笑着拥抱。当尼基开口问能不能借一个肛塞，好为一个尺寸非常傲人的仰慕者做准备时，马特很是意外。在我默默催促下马特点了头，尼基走的时候，马特把那个肛塞装进了一个布袋子里。
我问起皮特，之前我听到的描述都说他是个十足的恶霸混蛋。马特看起来有点困惑。“他其实相当安静，基本上就没怎么搭理我们。他没解释为什么要提前一天回房间，就有点缩在角落里。拉尔夫还琢磨他是不是这辈子头一回谈恋爱了，因为在此之前，他一直都是到处乱搞，多半是跟男人、但也跟够多的姑娘混着好避免闲话。真正让拉尔夫惊掉下巴的是，皮特睡着了以后一直在呜咽，但他还是为他哥不再像平时那么混蛋而感到高兴。行了，室友，吃早饭前咱俩去茶室逛逛吧。”
“好啊！就算我跟尼基整晚搞了那么多火辣辣的性爱，那寻欢洞听起来还是个好主意。”然后我忽然意识到一件事，笑得直接倒在了床上。
“什么事这么他妈好笑，你这混蛋？你觉得我昨晚跟两个火辣猛男、外加一个观众搞了一整夜，就该满足了？你昨晚搞的性爱大概跟我一样多，而且刚才你还恨不得马上下去吸几根鸡巴呢！”马特气冲冲地嚷道。
我勉强喘过气来，说道：“一周纪念日！”我平静下来的时候，他就那么瞪着我。“上周三下午，我意外撞见了那些寻欢洞，然后跟山姆和杰夫搞了。今天是我对自己说‘我大概是个基佬’整整一周的纪念日！一周前，我的生活彻底改变了。一周前，我变成了一个更快乐的男人，更放松，跟男人和女人都更能处得好。才他妈刚刚一周啊！”马特也大笑起来，然后我们穿上了那套常用来去厕所勾搭的性感衣服：紧身牛仔裤，不穿内裤，上身只穿夹克不穿衬衫。他穿着校队字母夹克，我穿着皮夹克。我们把 T 恤和护裆带塞进夹克口袋，留着之后穿。我之前用血泪教训学到，光着屁股蛋子在校园里穿紧身牛仔裤乱晃，可能会导致尴尬的局面和丢人的污渍。如果我是去寻欢洞的路上，宽松裤子倒又是另一回事。穿上袜子、帆布鞋，揣上 rush 和我的烟，我们就下楼去了大厅。我注意到信箱里有点东西，于是停下来去拿。
是我未来的击剑教练留的一张便条。马特从我肩膀后面一起看着：
“艾克：
“如你所知，原来那位老教练去年夏天突然过世之后，我刚接任了教练的职位。我今天才发现我的日程表弄乱了。我们竞技赛季其实从十二月的第一个星期才开始。我需要今天上午，礼拜三，在十点二十分到中午之间见你，因为我必须把你的入队申请表填好，赶上今天邮寄给全国组织。同时我也需要马上开始对你进行训练。我找了一个队员来教你计分规则。虽然他主要练佩剑，但他花剑也不是很糟，我不在的时候他会陪你练剑。”
“对这次混乱我深感抱歉，小子。那个赌约你找到几个了？”
“尼尔·布伦纳，教练。”
“你找到什么啊，运动员兄弟？”马特问道，我们走出门外，他胳膊搭在我肩上。
我点了根烟。“我在锈钉酒吧碰到了尼尔，跟他开了个友好的小玩笑赌——赌在第一次外出比赛之前，我能找到三个基佬击剑手。因为当时有个田径队的队员正在操他的屁股，而且一个橄榄球队员穿着队服夹克走进了房间，他就愿意赌了。那个橄榄球队员最后成了我的劫数——就是那个混蛋精液垃圾桶。操，我真希望他现在可别在茶室里。”
我们拐过一个弯，差点被一个保安巡逻车撞到，开车的正好是我那天想见的男人之一——丹·泰勒。我靠着车窗探进去。“哈，这不正是我在找的那个男人吗。男子汉丹。我最喜欢的保安。”
他看到马特在看着我们，显得有点警惕。“那个老游泳运动员是谁？”
我咯咯笑了。“我室友马特·斯莱特，碰巧是个基佬。所以你放轻松。周围没别人，再说我又不是在亲……”他忽然揪住我的头，往我嘴上印了我这辈子最火辣的一个吻，舌头交缠着，却并没有变成一场力量角斗。我简直上了天堂！
“我忍了几天就想干这件事，艾克。我在校园里看见你那火辣的小屁股，就得拼命忍住想把你拦下来亲的冲动。所以，你找我干什么？”
我咽了口唾沫。“这真是我这辈子接过最火辣的吻，丹。我想让你知道。主要是因为太出乎意料，也太不像你平时的作风了。哦，我是为什么找你……我一个朋友明晚要跟一个特别爷们的男人约会，那男人跟你岁数差不多，我在想你有没有地方推荐我们去吃晚饭。他那位要是看见一个像你这样的男人跟一个年轻男人约会，可能也会觉得不那么紧张。跟你说清楚，不是四人约会。也许先在吧台一块儿喝一杯，然后各自单独吃晚饭。尼基因为是游泳运动员，要刮体毛，所以看起来比他实际年龄小得多。他现在就像我最好的兄弟一样，我想帮他一把，因为我觉得他是爱上那只猩猩了。”
丹看着我。“我能问一个看起来不相关的问题吗？”我点点头。“我猜得对不对——等你选定那个要拿你雏菊的男人时，你同时也是在选一个男朋友？你在决定，一个配得上你那个漂亮多毛屁股的男人，是否也配得上你的爱？”
“这有什么问题吗，丹？”
“妈的，没有。艾克，你知不知道我决定跟你约会，这本身就是我决心要打破很多旧有模式，因为我正在把你当作男朋友人选来考虑？我觉得你值得我为你去打破那些坏习惯，而我想打破那些习惯，也是为了让自己能配得上一个男人的爱。说不定就是你的爱。我只是想确认我们俩的想法一样。所以你看，那个吻也没那么不像我了——只要我们是基本是单独在一起就行。在公共场合这么干可能还要多花些时日。”我把手探进去，抚了抚他那刚硬的脸颊。“离这儿大概一英里远，有家餐厅叫‘门罗餐厅’，我去那儿吃过几回。好吧，我以前几次不太成功的尝试里，也带过几个约会对象去那儿。他们对男男情侣很友好，甚至是接吻的男男情侣。地址是学院街和教堂大道交叉口。你把时间告诉我。你可以在保安办公室给我留个条，因为我今天早上还迈出了另一大步。”
“什么大步？”
“我是保安队里资历最老的，说实话，块头也比那儿的任何男人都更大更强。我就跟他们说了，要是他们不喜欢我是基佬，那活他妈该。我还特意让那几个嚷嚷得最大声的混球明白了这个事实。”
我瞪着他。“你跟整个办公室出柜了？后来怎么了？”
“有个人动了手。这么说吧，明晚我光着身子的时候，你尽管找，你要是能在我身上找到一道刮痕或者一块淤青，算我输。”
“那那个混蛋呢？”
“在大学医院 129 号病房。‘一场意外’。他才不会让全世界知道，他在黑地里从背后袭击了一个基佬，结果连我一根指头都没碰到，自己就成了那副样子。”
“你他妈简直让我热得要命，丹。”我环顾四周。只有马特在旁边。我揪住这个男人的头，回敬了他那个吻，一边隔着衬衫拧了他一只乳头，让这个大块头男人呻吟着呜咽出声。“这是我为咱俩吃完晚饭去你那儿之后的预付定金，大家伙。现在我要到楼下去，把这一身硬邦邦的玩意儿解决掉。真希望能跟你一起解决。”
我大摇大摆地从车子走开，朝他扭着屁股，听到他发出那浑厚、爽朗的笑声——我才意识到以前从没听他笑过。我喜欢他的笑声。
马特问：“那个丹·‘我是真男人’，怎么那样亲你？”
我咧嘴一笑。“因为我用他自己的那套把他打败了，现在我们开始约会了。其他的我就不给你进一步细节了。除了一件：大块头丹·泰勒跟保安部全体出柜了。把一个人打进了医院，别的什么屁事没有。”
“哇。我现在对他可是肃然起敬。他那家伙操起男人的屁股来也确实猛得很。他在巴士站那个男厕所里都把我操哭过好几回。”
快到行政楼楼梯的时候，我看见一个熟悉的热辣身材朝我们走来：格斯。“马特，你先自己进去好吧。我看见另一个我想聊的人。其实，我想约他出去。”
他朝格斯打量了一眼。“你眼光不错，小子。我倒不介意……”
“如果我跟这事没成，我会给你牵线，但我是几天前认识他的，我们相处得非常好。所以赶紧滚，兄弟。”
我正摸索着掏烟的时候，格斯走到我面前，咧嘴笑着。“哟，看这是谁啊，还给我带着烟。你跟那个游泳的一起来的，又为了我把他甩了。我深感荣幸。”
“那是我室友。他觉得你火辣得不得了。但我想单独跟你聊聊，格斯。”我给他和我自己点着烟，我们进了楼。我的手搭在他后裤兜上，他的手也搭在我后裤兜上。“我这像是在寻宝，希望你能帮我。”我朝他坏笑了一下，两个穿西装的家伙从我们身边经过，看得眼睛都直了。
“为你做什么都行，艾克。说起来，你是不是也是个威廉姆斯？我听说有个叫艾克·威廉姆斯的要进击剑队。”
“正是在下，威廉姆斯先生。咱们别玩那个族谱游戏了。”
“我恨那玩意儿，因为我正好就是个被承认的私生子。”我停下脚步看着他。我以前从没听任何人认过这件事。“我有一辈子的时间来习惯这个，而且我老爹已经死了很久了。”
“我的也是。但说回我的寻宝吧。整整一周前的今天，我发现了那些寻欢洞，终于想通了自己大概是个基佬，就算不是，也是个双性恋。在我们俩那场之后，头一个让我在自己床上过夜的男人建议我，等找到一个特别的男人再把我的屁股雏菊交出去。”
“等等。也就是说咱俩认识那会儿，你才跟男人搞了一两天？”我点点头。“艾克，你可真是天赋异禀。你该去当男妓的。”
“啊，其实，为了给一个哥们证明一个道理，我已经干过一次了。不打算当常事。你才是那个能干这活赚大钱的人。但你好像没听懂重点。”
“不，只是这让我有点紧张。我猜你不是打算在这儿现在就把它献给我吧……”
我笑了。“我说了是寻宝。这事从‘特别的男人’发展成了‘我的男人’。我在跟好几个男人约会，看看他们之中会不会有谁，最终能让我爱上他。同时能当我男朋友，又能拿走我的雏菊。其中一个标准是，他必须是单身。”
“我是单身。跟我上一个男朋友分手是三年以前了。而且我二十六岁就过完了那段‘双性恋’阶段，但我能理解。我很荣幸。而且，是的，我很愿意跟你去约会，爱克，看看能发展到哪一步。今晚一起吃晚饭怎么样，因为接下来一周我的日程基本上全排满了家里的事，我可不想等十天才能把你搞上床。”
我靠在墙上，从后兜里掏出约会本。“晚饭我有空。我大概凌晨一点有件奇奇怪怪的半义务性的事，我可能会放鸽子，但这事我们可以吃晚饭的时候再聊。”我们来了个挺长挺美的亲吻。然后，出乎我意料的是，他转过了身。“你要去哪儿，格斯？”
“艾克，咱俩今晚有个约会，我猜最后会在我床上结束。”我坏笑着点点头，舔了舔嘴唇。“我决定保存体力。你马上就二十岁了。我可比你大得多。”
“你多大啊，二十七？”我笑了。
他从钱包里取出了驾照。他的生日就在我生日之后那天，而他马上就要四十了！“哇，你生日就在我生日后一天。好吧，所以你比我大十岁。他妈的了不起哦。到目前为止，我约会的三个男人全都在你这个年纪。看来我就是喜欢成熟的男人。而且我真的非常喜欢你，格斯。”
他拿过我的约会本，在后面的空白页上写下了他办公室和家里的电话号码。“今天下午打给我，到时候我就定好预约了。或者你自己做饭吃怎么样？”
“老实说，要是我直接去你家，我们到底什么时候才能‘吃到饭’啊？”他大笑着，转身走出了大门。
我朝茶室走去。就是那个看起来特别显小的红发小子——上周我跟格斯进茶室的时候，他那模样好像当场要拉出来似的——差点撞我身上。“喂，小子。鸡巴和屁股和嘴都在那儿跑不了。还是说你赶着去上学？”
他给了我一个难看的眼神。让我惊讶的是，从这个又矮又瘦的红发小子身上，竟然发出了一副低沉的声音。“我就是在 上学，你这混蛋。我是这儿的大一新生。老天，我恨死当红头发了。人人都觉得你是个小孩。我刚才跑是为了躲我的体育老师。”
“格斯·威廉姆斯？”他点点头。“所以上次你也是在跑？”他脸红了，点了点头。“呃……嗯，我是艾克。艾克·威廉姆斯，跟他没亲戚关系。你是……？”我伸出一只手。
他用力握了握。“罗伊·斯特恩。哥们，艾克，你简直是整个校园里最火辣的男人之一。”
“我可能会把你留在身边呢，罗伊。你对男人的自尊心大有好处。罗伊，你上周到底为什么会觉得我们俩是要进那个厕所的？还有，为什么你认为格斯跟我在这条偏僻的走廊里是在私下谈话？”
“我怎么知道？去拉屎？”他停下来，因为我正朝他笑着，摇着头，然后他的眼睛瞪圆了，脸也红了。“你是进那里去跟威廉姆斯先生做爱？那个全校最火辣的体育老师？那他现在为什么要走？”
“是的，不过等你见到我那位红发的英语老师，汉密尔顿先生——那个巨人，你可能又会觉得他更辣。我跟格斯刚才是定了今晚一起吃晚饭的约会，然后我要在他那儿过夜。”我把胳膊搭在这个矮个子红发小子的腰上，带他顺着走廊往下走，忽然意识到我已经不再需要那些箭头了。我的脚自己就认识路。
我推开门。在小便池前面，马特正在给一个看起来凶巴巴的建筑工人口交，那家伙拼命想把马特弄得干呕，但没能得逞。他旁边是我的黑人兄弟厄尔·皮尔斯，正吞着一根非常长、非常肥的鸡巴——那鸡巴的主子是个穿得体面光鲜的年长男人，看起来很是佩服。
那个凶巴巴的机车男孩正抽着一根大麻烟，像往常一样靠在挡住门的那面墙上。他朝我咧嘴一笑，然后也对罗伊笑了，把大麻递给他。罗伊深深吸了一口，递还给机车仔。我眼看着罗伊伸出手，揪住那个机车仔的脸往下拉，吻了上去，一边还磨蹭着他。这红毛小混球，可真有两下子。
我闻到了汽油味。那个加油站服务员也在。他跟机车仔总是互相不理，但又总是在同一个时间段来。我知道他是个快枪手——我嘴唇刚裹上他的鸡巴就能射的那种。大清早来一发的绝佳开场。我走进中间隔间，果然，他那根熟悉的鸡巴从洞里滑了过来。也许他已经射过一发，正在攒第二发。我发现自己吸他那根短小、没割包皮的鸡巴，吸了很久。我的舌头在他慷慨的包皮下舔弄的时候，他低声咕噜了些我听不懂的东西。他爱死这个了。我使出浑身解数给他口了好几分钟，才终于把他那泡精液吸了出来。这次比上次浓，但量不大。他咕噜了句谢谢。
我透过另一个洞偷看。罗伊正在操那个机车仔。机车仔看起来像是痛得厉害。我在想罗伊是不是在开他的苞——就像当初头一回吸他鸡巴的人也是我一样——不知道这个红发小子知不知道这件事。罗伊正用一根超过六寸长的肥鸡巴，缓缓地、均匀地捅着他——因为我看不到龟头。
那机车仔硬着，双手撑在墙上。他在咒骂，但并没有叫罗伊停下。他的鸡巴跳动着，我注意到前列腺液洒得到处都是。我在想，能不能引起他们的注意，给那个机车仔来点双重的关照和释放。我透过洞把手指晃了过去，一分钟后，我听到罗伊问了另一个年轻人一句话。我感觉到有一根鸡巴抵在我手上，便把嘴覆在洞口，机车仔的鸡巴便滑下了我的喉咙。他一边被操着屁股，一边在欲望中咕噜着，我给他吸了起来。
我能听见隔壁隔间里，有人正被狠狠猛操。那人正痛与欲交织着呜咽。我听到我那位新认识的红发兄弟大喊：“接住我的子弹，硬汉！”随即，我立刻就被赏了一大股又浓又多的精液。
一只眼睛透过洞偷看了过来。“哦，哥们，是你呀！把你那根漂亮鸡巴给我。”那是机车仔。他再也不那么害羞了。我把鸡巴喂给他。跟他第一次试着吸鸡巴的时候比，他的技术已经进步了好多。我往他嘴里猛捣，他一边接着，一边快活地咕噜着。我听到啧啧的吸吮声，猜是罗伊正把自己刚射进去的精华，从那个刚被操透的机车仔屁股里舔出来。
隔壁隔间一个低沉的声音说道：“现在轮到他来操我的骚穴操一会儿了。你坐一会儿吧，猛男。”嗯——一个爱发号施令的 bottom。
我踮起脚尖，深深捅了进去，把我这一发喂给了我的机车兄弟。我套上护裆带和 T 恤，重新穿好衣服。一边穿，我一边透过另一个洞看了看。厄尔——平常一贯是个敬业的 bottom——正在劲头十足地狠操那个建筑工，而马特正坐在马桶上。他的鸡巴湿漉漉的，上面还有一点屎，他正咧嘴笑。正看着，那个长相爷们的安全帽呻吟一声，把一泡精液全喷在了马特光滑的胸膛上，然后弯腰舔了个干净。与此同时，厄尔开始咒骂着冲刺，把一泡子弹射了进去。厄尔拔出来，逼那大块头把自己的鸡巴用嘴清理干净，然后马特又爬回他身上，厄尔离开了隔间。我也出来了。
让我意外的是，那个红发小子和机车仔就站在外面。机车仔对我说：“上次你说要请我吃早饭，刚才罗伊也说了要请，所以我就让他等等，看你要不要一起来。”
“没问题，只要我兄弟厄尔也能来。”我指了指那个黑人猛男，他那根长鸡巴还半硬着、挂在裤子外面。
他把鸡巴塞回去，拉上拉链，咧嘴一笑。“那真是个疯疯癫癫的白人混球。他差不多每个月来一回，每次都扮得阳刚得不得了。往哪个吸屌的嘴里射完一发，然后就需要挨好多操。你中午再回来，他肯定还在这儿。他说他老板就是个基佬。”
我们四个笑着走了。那个机车仔名字叫兰迪·史蒂文斯。他看起来比实际年龄小，其实已经二十二了。我们拿他那个恰如其分的名字开了玩笑（注：Randy 有“好色”之意）。我夸他吸屌技术进步了。他后来又找到好多别的地方去练习，现在一天要吸好几回。我这一发，是他那天早上吞下的第六发。“兰迪，你刚才是不是头一回被操？因为罗伊那样子简直像是在杀你。”
“不，他是第四个。我还是没太习惯，而且他是头一个只用口水就直接干的。我就是想看看自己够不够爷们，能不能接得住，结果嘛，我做到了。勉强扛住了。”我们都笑了。“之前那几个家伙鸡巴都比你的细，罗伊。但它实在是长得太漂亮了，你又实在是……太霸道了，我不得不答应。我可能会待会儿流血流死……”他又揉着屁股咧嘴笑，我们再次大笑起来。罗伊看起来挺得意。
走进食堂，我看见我那个可爱的红发帅哥居然一个人坐着，我却拖着这么一大帮人，不由呻吟了一声。然而立刻又有五个男的坐到了他身边。他只是朝我耸了耸肩，眨了眨眼，笑了。罗伊和厄尔同时说：“那个可爱的红发帅哥在跟你调情呢，艾克。”
“我知道。我们俩整整一周都在玩这个游戏。总是我们其中一方身边跟着别人。我总会把那个猛男弄到我床上去的。但今天不行了。我得去体育馆见我教练。”这下我可有机会稍稍炫耀一下，我就要成为击剑队正式成员了。连兰迪都觉得很佩服。我们聊天的时候，那个红发帅哥和他的同伴们离开了。几分钟后，我也离开了。
快到体育馆的时候，我注意到我前面有一群人正往里走，其中就有我那个可爱的红发帅哥。我估计他马上就要上一节体育课。
觉得挺好玩的是，我居然迷路了，结果走进的第一个办公室竟是格斯的。他一个人，穿着运动服。他站起来关上门，然后把我拉进他怀里，靠在门上。“你一身都是男人的味儿。今晚我们俩都会是的。你是要来过夜的，对吧？”
“你尽管拿你那又甜又欠操的屁股打赌好了，‘表哥’。”威廉姆斯县姓威廉姆斯的人之间有个玩笑，管叫不出名字的同姓陌生人叫“表哥”。“而且我有车。你想让我在哪儿碰面都行。”
他递给我一张纸条。上面写着一家餐厅的名字：“露西的隐秘角落。”地址不远。“那是我妈妈那边的一个表亲开的。对同志友好，新开的。我想给露西多拉点生意。六点半行吗？”
“完美。”
“今早那个‘建筑工人骚穴’在下面吗？”
我笑了。“你怎么……？”
“是满月。每个月的满月，大概这个时间他都在那儿。你走之前再去那儿转一圈。他肯定还在那儿。他会待一整夜，一直让人操，然后接下来二十八天你都再也看不见他。我特想知道今天是哪个开了他的头。我想争取当第一个吸他屌、头一个操他的人。”
“我室友给他吸了，然后他跟我哥们厄尔轮流上了一间隔间。”
“厄尔？就是那个吸屌功夫特别好的瘦黑歌手？”我点点头。“他人很好。很高兴你们成了朋友。”
我用手摩挲着他的胸脯。“我想你了，格斯。我本来更想跟你在一起的。是不是好傻？”
“这大概是我这辈子听过男生对我说过的最浪漫的话了，艾克。我也多少有点后悔没跟你一起去，但我宁愿为咱们今晚有个绝佳的夜晚而攒足精力。我走的时候，看见咱们上次碰见的那个长得跟兔子似的红发小鬼，从我身边飞窜过去了。”
我咯咯笑了。“罗伊在上你的某一门课，他从来没想明白过，当时你为什么会进那间厕所。他人挺好的，是大一新生。”
“哦，对，你这么一说我就想起来了。否则我肯定认不出他。我打赌他在那下头肯定特别害羞。”
“你赌输啦。他差不多算强暴了那个看起来凶巴巴的机车仔，那小子其实二十二了。完事以后我们仨跟厄尔一起吃了早饭。他揪住那机车仔就亲，然后把他操了个落花流水。他个子矮，又恨死了因为是个没毛的红发就被当成小孩。我建议你对他尊重点，再稍微带点同情心。我觉得他可能对你有点迷恋，格斯，虽然他听到我跟你有约会，也挺兴奋的。他可能对我也有点。他管你叫‘全校最火辣的老师’，管我叫‘全校最火辣的男人’——我猜是指学生。也许到了茶室，看到他那两个暗恋对象操起来的场面，才把他的引擎打着，但我怀疑。他看起来相当有自信。”
“你刚才不是来找我的吧，那你找的是谁，帅性感男？”
“我的教练，尼尔·布伦纳。”
他的脸刷地白了。“操，我老忘记这暖气管的事。他的办公室就在隔壁，他刚才可能把我们整个对话都听去了，艾克。你干嘛这副坏笑的样子？”
“就这么说吧——他跟你那家餐厅一样——对同志‘非常友好’。”
透过暖气管，我能听见布伦纳先生喊道：“尽管告诉他吧，还省我时间。”
我大笑着一屁股坐进客椅。格斯坐在那儿，一脸困惑。我把去锈钉酒吧的事告诉了他，他的眉毛扬了起来。“我从没去过那儿。从来没人跟我一起去，又听说不该一个人去。”
我把那地方详细描述给他听，又说了是怎么发现尼尔的——当时一个田径队的队员，没穿校队夹克的那种，正在操他的屁股。还有我们那个友好的赌。”
突然，布伦纳隔着墙用比平时更大的嗓门嚷道：“是谁来着？等一分钟。艾克，你进来。”我们笑了。我给了格斯一个长长的告别吻，让他呻吟出声。我走的时候他狠狠拍了下我屁股。
我敲了敲尼尔·布伦纳的门，门却是被一个学生打开的。而且不是一个普通学生。是我那个在食堂朝我坏笑的红发帅哥。他悄声对我说：“我一直都知道咱俩会凑到一起。可我从没想过，会是以这种方式。”他一边把门完全敞开了让我进来，他的那帮兄弟们居然就坐在里面。
布伦纳先生说：“艾克·威廉姆斯，来认识一下你的一些队友。让你进来的那位，对你尤其重要。来认识一下埃里克·肖。他练佩剑，但最开始是从花剑入门的。既然他身高跟你差不多，我又不能每次都有空陪你练剑，瑞奇就将是你的搭档。”
我握着他的手，咧嘴一笑。“我也要开始教你计分规则了，因为布伦纳先生说，他之前那堂课上从来没教过你们这个。”
“我能问个傻问题吗。我这周在校园里老看见你们几个，可怎么从来不见你们穿队服夹克。为什么？”
瑞奇笑了。“别担心，你将来还是能穿着你的字母夹克，去打动那个大胸尤物的。这是我们队一项老传统。只有新队员才老穿着它。老队员只在赛季活跃期穿。谁也不知道为什么，不过我们所有人，在赛季外头一回约会把妹的时候，都穿过它来打动姑娘。”
“那胸大的是特瑞，我兄弟汤姆想娶她。”
“就是你为之打了一架、谁能在万圣节晚上操她、然后你赢了的那兄弟？”另一个家伙问道。
我仍然看着瑞奇。“对，但那主要是为了让汤姆知道他自己的位置，也是为了帮特瑞一把——她想让他别老觉得她就理所当然是他的人。我们都知道那只是一次炮约。而且他自己那晚也有个约会对象，那姑娘的男朋友在很远的地方，还给了她许可可以随便乱搞，她都已经饥渴到恨不得骑消防栓了。也是次一次性的炮，不过是计划好了故意让特瑞吃醋的。”
“那她怎么会知道呢？”另一个家伙问。
我笑了。“那场化装舞会在市区一家酒店办，特瑞同意跟我一起在那儿过夜了。汤姆有个表亲在那儿当经理，会‘一不小心’给我们安排成相邻套房。而且汤姆那个约会对象已经答应要特别闹腾了。之后他还会再约那个女孩几次，做做样子。其实嘛，他盼着在感恩节假期向她求婚的时候，特瑞能嫉妒到终于点头。他从高中起就一直在求婚了。”
瑞奇看着我，嘴角带了一点笑意。“那她不是你的女朋友？”
我头一回给出了一个我知道是诚实的答案。“我确实跟一个姑娘有性关系，但我们俩都知道那只是性。我不觉得自己在找一个 女朋友 。”他在我加重语气时，眼睛微微睁大了一点。“但嘿，现在我可算有个队内搭档了。”
从我们站的角度，没有人能看到。他把手放在我屁股上，悄声说：“也许还不止呢，搭档。我想我们俩有些共同的目标。”
然后布伦纳先生看了看他的手表，说：“好了，艾克跟我还有些文书工作要做，各位，得让他的入队手续正式办完。祝大家过得愉快，下午四点训练见。”
我看着他，说：“今天 下午四点？我今晚有约会。”
他早已拿起电话拨了过去。我听到隔壁房间电话响了。“格斯，艾克要跟你讲话。”他坏笑着把听筒递给我。
“呃，我训练时间是四点到……”他举起六根手指，“六点。那你是想让我一身汗臭去餐厅，还是改成七点半？”格斯笑了起来，那笑声真是好听——我从电话里和暖气管里同时收到了立体声效果。
“我对汗臭有点动心，但我表妹会杀了我的。就七点半吧。来之前，先去探望下那个‘建筑工人骚穴’。”我们挂了电话。
“你到底同时在跟多少男人约会，艾克？”
“三个。两个教职员工，还有保安部的丹·泰勒。”
“你知道他昨晚把另一个保安打进了医院吗？他很危险，艾克。”
“我知道，他并不危险。他跟整个保安部门出柜了，而那个人是在黑地里袭击他。他身上连一道伤痕都没有。明晚吃过晚饭，我就能亲自检验了。”
“可他那一整套‘我是真男人’的做派……”
“是一种自我防卫的伪装，而我是头一个看穿这一点的人——所以他才约我出去。尼尔，我能照顾自己。虽然我才开始跟男人搞了也就一周，但正如我一个床伴对我指出的那样，我看人非常准。我怕了大概也就十秒钟，直到我深深望进他那双惊恐的眼睛里。我跟一个巨人打手正面硬杠过，最后交了个朋友走人。我将来要当作家，尼尔，这同时也意味着我得当半个心理学家。我一个朋友说，跟我在床上待一个晚上，比几年心理治疗对他帮助还大。到目前为止，我只犯了一个大错。”
“什么错？”
“我们在锈钉酒吧的时候，我凭意志力征服了一个橄榄球队员，给他重新起名叫精液垃圾桶。现在被我甩都甩不掉——他成了一个忠心耿耿的奴隶。我觉得那个混账爱上我了，而我呢，每次看见他，不知为什么心里就冒起一股无名火。”
“我听说过这事。当时你把我撇下、去跟一个橄榄球队员算账，就是他，对吧？”
“对。”
“是家族矛盾吗？”
“啊？”
“他叫皮特·威廉姆斯，虽然我知道威廉姆斯是个很常见的姓，可我总觉得他那样子，看起来就像个加粗加壮版的你。顺便说一句，我喜欢你留的那撇胡子。好了，在上课之前把这些文书弄完。”
精液垃圾桶会是拉尔夫那个混账哥哥吗？我跟他，是不是真的也存在某种家族相似？我恍恍惚惚地回答问题、签了文件。
我竟然跟我的“奴隶”是亲戚？
嗯，总之我总算认识了瑞奇，而我们会有很多时间单独在一起了。但愿是在我床上。我琢磨着他知不知道别的基佬击剑手。
不过，那又是另一个故事了。
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