Winter Idyl

The so-called, Spring semester of 1983, at the college Chris and I attended, had to be one of the coldest and snowiest on record. It seemed to snow every other day from mid January to early April that year. I stayed warm by spending hours in the school library boning up on psychology and sociology textbooks for the various classes I was taking; as well as spending untold hours in the arms of my roommate and lover, Chris.

Being as this was the early 80's, and that our college was situated in a rather blue-collar town, we were discreet. This was long before the days of gay and lesbian campus groups, so it made sense to keep up appearances and play down what one did behind closed doors.

Inasmuch as we had a private dorm room though, we fucked our way through the several years we attended that school. Most of the friends I had on campus had no idea what was going on with my "best buddy"; what helped was Chris's athleticism -- he played on almost every team and was considered quite a catch by most of the women on campus. While he never pledged a fraternity, he was popular with the BMOC's, and so, by default, was I.

All things considered, it was a good time back then.

As I've mentioned before , sex between Chris and I was often a rather brutal affair. We were very physical and flirted with a relationship that did have some S & M overtones to it. At the time, I really didn't know what to call it. I just knew that I liked it, and I liked him, and he liked me, and couple of bruises that resulted in four star orgasms were OK in my book.

But sometimes, on occasion, love making could be slow and sensual. I treasured those rare instances when we kissed rather than punched each other while in the throes of passion...

This one time, as we were walking across campus, late at night after coming back from a party, Chris put his arm around me and pulled me in close to him. It was snowing and the sky had that weird orange glow to it that one sees in late winter evenings. I might have flinched at his display of public affection, but we seemed to be the only ones crossing the back of the soccer field that led to our dorm house (the ancient structure we had dubbed, "Munster hall"), nonetheless I said, "What are you doing, someone might see."

"Screw 'em", he replied as he pulled me closer keeping up with my stride.

I dug that he was not worrying about anything, and I loved his arm around me as we walked. I stole a glimpse of his handsome face, which was going all ruddy because of the cold night air. His eyes glanced out from under the ski cap he had on hiding his mop of unruly curly hair; when he saw me looking at him, he winked and grinned, his teeth offsetting the ever present five-o-clock-shadow that highlighted the bottom of his face... and just then, he pulled me to him and planted a soft, sweet kiss on my lips which I returned. Our tongues met and he moaned and chuckled as we sloppily Frenched, snow flakes falling on our faces...

Back at the dorm, we tossed off our coats and slowly began to undress each other. When we were both down to t-shirts and jeans, we unzipped and our cocks flopped out... and then we approached each other and drew into an embrace and kissed; this time it was a slow, burning kiss, the kind that in-and-of-itself was almost as good as a blow job...we mashed up against each other, I reached behind and pushed his denim clad ass to me while my cock pushed up and met his; we were dick to dick... he moved his hands under my t-shirt and went straight for my nipples and I kissed him even harder, and then his left hand slid out of my shirt to my back to my pants, and I felt him caress my ass. We stopped kissing for a second and just held each other. The only sound was that of our hurried breathing and the occasional muffled sound of a car or truck driving over the packed snow outside. I turned to the huge, curtain-less window and saw our ghost reflection in the frosted glass, and then I turned back and looked at his handsome face and once more we kissed.

Moments later we were on the floor, our clothing strewn about and discarded. Sideways I faced his cock and he faced mine and then we began sucking each off, sixty nine style. His mouth was so hot and he sucked my dick so perfectly, and I went down on him and took his rather large appendage in my own mouth and swallowed him and worked on his cock until I heard him moan in pleasure and felt his hips begin to grind...then he moved to his back and I got on top of him fucking his face while I continued on his cock...he brought his hands up and began to play with my asshole all the while. Every time he touched at my crack I'd shiver with new pleasures and I'd try and go down deeper on his dick.

We switched positions again and now lay face to face, pillows and blankets yanked from the bed served to protect us from the cold wood flooring. Belly to belly, cock to cock, we made out and explored each others bodies. I massaged his stone hard thighs, while he gently played his fingers up and down my chest... then we made our way to our feet and continued kissing until I came up behind him and began rubbing his broad shoulders, my cock nicking at his ass-crack and then I embraced him from behind and grabbed at his pecs and lifted him up slowly while he began stroking his cock and he let out a bear-like growl of approval, and once more I caught our reflection in the window... I let my cock slip into him and he said, "OK, give it to me, baby".

He hunched down over an easy chair and I began fucking him. His asshole tight, the only lube being my precum, and I closed my eyes and for some strange reason I found myself thinking about Aaron and my sordid life in California from some six years before...he shoved his ass up and back making me go all the way in and brought me out of my reverie and I was focused again, and I began humping him like a bunny while he moaned his approval ... then he said, "Don't come yet" and I pulled out, my body shaking while I came back from the edge. He gently pushed me back down to the floor and said, "I want you to come while I'm inside you".

I assumed the position on all fours. Chris spat on my ass a few times and fingered my eager opening and then slowly he entered me. For some reason, his dick felt particularly huge tonight and I let go a deep moan of pain as he went deeper and deeper...Just then, some one in one of the other dorm room began playing music, it was something by Missing Persons, it echoed from down the hall and served as the perfect soundtrack to this winter night's love making...for the umpteenth time I looked over at the window and saw our ghosts, Chris's curly hair flopping, his hips slamming into me with a rhythmic intelligence, his belly almost concave, his abs rippling in the diffused light from the parking lot lamps; then I let out a moan of animal-like pleasure as he reached under my thighs and grabbed my cock with his right hand and began jerking it; with each push of his thighs against my ass, with each sliver of pain from the fucking, he'd work my dick and I was shaking like an epileptic sex maniac.

It went like this for almost another ten minutes, Chris fucking me, taking me to the edge of an orgasm and then slowing down until finally, neither of us could take it anymore and we both climaxed...he let out a loud groan and then said, "Fuck, I'm gonna' come!" and I had no time to say anything as the first spasm of pleasure enveloped my being and I shot my load onto the floor and felt Chris's jizz shooting into me and he fell on top of my back now, his breathing rushed and heavy and I felt his body jerking and I felt him kissing me up and down my back as he jerked the juice from my dick and we fell flat and he stayed inside of me, still rock hard and the music from the other dorm room continued. It was Stevie Nicks singing, If Anyone Fell in Love, and I glanced at the window and this time, all I saw was the snow which was now coming down much faster...

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Later on we took a long hot shower together. We washed each other gently with soap and water and soon found ourselves locked in another embrace, our cocks rigid again and ready for more ... he leaned me forward and tongue fucked my ass in the shower and that made me shoot another load, and then I got down on my knees and sucked him off to another climax...

Finally, when we were done in the bathroom he gave me one more kiss and went back into the main room. I remained in the bathroom to brush my teeth and when I walked back into the main room, there he was on the sofa, still naked and he said, "Get over here and fuck me." And I smiled and turned out the bathroom light and as I approached him, I glanced over and saw his reflection in the dorm room window...