Gay Solos

The weeks flew by, and before i knew it, my birthday arrived.
Heading for the airport, i found my self with an uncontrollable
erection, as i anticipated the forthcoming weekend. Don had been
driving me nuts with hints and such for weeks. Sean arrived on his
flight, which as is now normal, was delayed half an hour by god knows
what. i almost swooned! Handsome as i had not dared to hope, Hot and
very sexy! Tall, brown hair, green eyes, one hell of a smile. Such
friendly eyes, i found myself grinning alot, which probably made him
nervous, but he never showed it.

I gave him a hug right there in the airport, like a long unseen
brother or something, he stiffened briefly, then relaxed, He atleast
was far from where he had to worry about people he knew! Chattering
inanely about just about everything as we walked to my car, i couldn’t
wait until i could get this virile man out of the public eye, and
welcome him properly!

Giving him a hug as soon as we were out of sight in the parking
garage, a REAL hug, to show him how happy i was to have him there, i
squeezed his cheeks (oh so firm!) and gave him a look in the eyes that
started the wheels moving faster (i had been teasing him on the phone
for weeks now). Finally reaching my car, we escaped the teeming bussle
of the airport, and raced for Don’s, there to begin celebrating my
26th Year.

Back in my room, i turned on my pc, and began sorting through all my
“things to do” notices that had been accumulating for a week. Finding
quite a few homeworks needing doing, i groaned and set to work. Only
several hours later did i come across a note reminding me about the
birthday party my friend Don was going to have for me. The note wasn’t
from Don of course, he didn’t use computers much, it was from Sean,
from all the way over in Arizona, reminding me he would be meeting me
at the airport the day before my birthday.

That little tid-bit had my imagination rolling. Sean and i had never
met, Talked quite a bit yes, but never met. He had seen pictures of me
that i had sent him, including more than one nude, but had never
gotten around to getting me one. I never got a feeling of duplicity
from him, and accepted his explanation of “how do i explain to my
friends that i want them to take this picture, and NOT explain where
i’m sending it or why i’m taking it?” Being closeted sure complicated
life, or so i seemed to me! Summoning my Will, i plowed through the
work, finishing about eight am, and fell asleep for several more
hours.

Paying little attention to those around me, i think they assumed i
had just finished a long workout, i stumbled into the elevator and up
to my floor. Dropping the keys three times from exhaustion drained
fingers, i managed to get into my room, note that my roomy was out,
and crash on my bed, still dressed.

Waking some time around 4 am, i heard my room mate gently snore,
as he dreamed his sweet dreams of a high paying job in accounting.
At least that’s what he claims he dreams of when he’s smiling like he is
now! Getting up to relieve my bladder, i realized that i was
still fully clothed, and changed into my boxers (the preferred apparel
on my dorm floor) and took care of business in the communal bathroom.

We stood clasped together, my dick still up his ass, still hard and
throbbing, when we suddenly heard clappign and chearing! Reacting in a
panic, i pulled out of him, and we both peered through the steam,
trying to determine who was making all the noise… Blacky suddenly
relaxed, “It’s OK, i know those two dudes!” he reached for the soap
and began cleaning us off. I kept peering, and suddenly beheld a
wonderous sight, Blondy and Red striding purposefully toward me
through the veil of steam…

As I made my stumbling way from the Health & Fitness building to my
Dorm, i couldn’t help reflecting on all the pleasant aches i had
managed to accumulate in just a few hours. My legs still ached from
the heavy duty workout i’d given them, AND from being spread on the
floor of that steamy show room for so long, for so many HOT men! My
jaw ached from practically dislocating it to accommodate that
red-haired giant, Jack, and the Blonde Devil i only know as Joe. Damn!
I Silently exclaimed to myself, shaking my head, even my tits are
sore from constantly being bitten, twisted or sucked. All of these
little aches combined with the warm afterglow of great sex to let me
know that i had just been through a memorable experience.