Straight A's | Christmas Special E2 (Patreon)

Everyone is over the age of 18

From Joe’s POV

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It’s cheating if I reply to a text from an ex right? Or is it ok as long as it's just chatting? 

Caleb isn't exactly my ex. To be honest, we were more friends than anything. It's just that during that time, neither of us knew what being gay was, but we were gay. Just because we didn't have the words for it yet, didn't mean it wasn't happening. 

It was a time of feeling new things when our hands accidentally touched while we were building the robot for the national competition. And it was a time of figuring out that in our friend group, we were different. 

I remember thinking that Caleb was cosplaying as a nerd. Me? I'm short. I have glasses. I can't get my hair to do anything remotely cool. Him on the other hand, a good haircut would have had him blending seamlessly with the athletic guys. It's like he's chose not to do that on purpose. 

Back to us figuring out that we were different. I can't pinpoint the exact moment that that happened, but I suppose that being in our first year of college, there was love in the air. Being the nerds of the campus, it's not like our options were vast. And yes, we geeks like to get it on too. If I drew a map of the relationships that occurred in our small group, it would be a big tangled mess. 

Caleb and I were never part of that. I don't think anyone really cared about why I wasn’t part of it but Caleb was the real mystery. With his hot guy potential, the girls shot their shot. At the end of the day, I think they just thought he was waiting for a prettier girl. I thought so too at first.

But then I saw it in his eyes. He wasn’t interested in them, because he wasn't interested in women at all. That's why we started hanging out outside of the main friend group. He saw the same thing in me, and it was an unspoken agreement. 

Was he interested in me? I couldn't tell you. I could tell you I had a crush on him just like the ladies. I remember specifically one time we all went swimming, and when his bad haircut with bangs got slicked back with the water, I never saw his face the same again. He became one of the people in my real life I would think about when I got horny before bed. 

If anything, I think he was interested in trying things with a guy, and I was the closest option. So, when we were alone, and we didn't have to explain to each other about sexuality, we would do things like sit close together. 

Yeah, I know, lame. Sitting close together. But that was the most action I would get at that time in my life, and man did it ever make me bone up. The feeling of breathing in another man’s air would get me leaking in my pants. It must have done something for him too, because I don't remember the exact progression of it, but we eventually started cuddling in bed. 

Caleb was the big spoon, obviously. He didn't touch much of me, except for my hands. He was really into rubbing his thumb on the back of my hand where my index finger meets my thumb. He breathed on the back of my neck like he wanted to kiss it, and it drove me insanely horny. The best part was that I could feel that my friend was hard too, and we were both too scared to act on it.

Too scared, until one day, it was stronger than us.  I couldn't tell you exactly who and what started it. A group project, if you must. His lips nuzzled against my neck and I just had to arch my back to feel his boner better against my ass. That's when the clothes just started coming off, and the walls started to come down.

It was the first time I touched another man’s body, and I felt like I was discovering gold. His pecs weren't as big as Troy’s but it was still amazing to feel it go from soft putty to hard muscle under my touch. 

“Are you okay with this?” Caleb whispered nervously. We were facing each other in bed, eagerly exploring each other’s bodies.  

“Yeah, are you?” 

“Yeah.” He closed the gap between our trembling bodies and I felt his dick press against mine. It just confirmed what I already knew. 

I’m gay.

A lot of what we did that night was just frotting. We took turns holding our cocks together and lightly moving our hips. I remember him breathing really hard, and since he's taller than I am, his hot exhale was on my forehead. 

“We need a towel,” Caleb said. “I cum a lot.” That, along with his grip pressing our tools together, was too much to handle. I remember trying to hold back by clenching all my muscles. Still, my juices came out of me with an explosive force. “Oh fuck, Joseph. Fuck!” Then, he came too, and he did cum a lot. I was counting the shots until Caleb hugged me tightly so that our bodies glued together. We both started humping at each other, our dicks gliding on each other and spraying cum everywhere. At that time, it was the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had.

The incredible sensation of that tension between us being resolved will always be a fantasy memory of mine. Being horny college students, we did it another time that night. Then, the next day, and the day after that. The fourth day, we got more adventurous than frotting. 

“Do you want to try… sucking me?” Caleb asked, like he thought there was a chance I would say no. The only complaint I had was that he didn't shave, and I didn't have the experience of knowing how to deal with it. I just remember wet and scratchy pubes all over my face. He was really quiet too, and I didn't know if I was doing a good job as I tried random techniques I've seen online. 

I tried my hardest to make him finish, but without any noise, I was flying blind. Eventually, my jaw got tired and I got up to ask him what he wanted. When I sat up, Caleb pulled my hips so that I was sitting on top of his dick. I made him wet enough that he slid in my crack comfortably. I saw in his face what he desired, and I asked myself if I wanted it too. 

“Do you want to?” Caleb asked me, and I reached down to brush his bangs back to see the handsome face that he hides. I was the one that reached back and positioned his cock. He was the one that started pushing, and it just started… going in. 

I thought it would hurt more, and there were a couple moments where I thought it wouldn't go any further, but his persistent light humping inched the penetration along until I was sitting on his lap. 

“Does it hurt?” His whole body was trembling under me. 

“Kind of. Not really,” I remember my voice shaking too. It was more overwhelming than painful. I reached down to touch his chest to help me get used to the feeling. It was my favourite part of him. 

“You’re really tight. I'm already close. I'm going to get you off first, ok Joseph?” Caleb gently gripped my hard dick and stroked. I felt my hole immediately clench around his swollen cock. “Is that good?”

“Can you try…moving it a little?” 

“Like this?” I couldn't help but groan as he pushed his already deep cock into my insides. “Too much?”

“A little bit.” It was the moment I realized how vulnerable bottoming really is. I'm at his mercy. 

“Okay. Sorry. How about this?” Caleb nudged my inner walls gently with softer humps. 

“That's nice…” 

“Yeah?” He started stroking me again, and it didn't feel that overwhelming that time. In fact, his soft fucks kind of encouraged me to thrust into his fist, and then I didn't want it so gently anymore. “Yeah?” 

“Yeah!” I rolled my hips to scratch the itch inside me, and Caleb thrusted upwards to match my actions. “I think I'm going to cum… Oh my god, it's happening!” 

Now that was overwhelming. Out of all the times I've cummed in my life, I never had something holding my hole open. My body panicked a little as it reached an implosion with a new thing inside. 

“I'm cumming!” I shut my eyes tight as I just gave up control to feeling the unexpected. As soon as I started cumming, I felt myself clench insanely hard on his dick, let go, and clench again. And that feeling was just as good as when he pushed it into my guts. 

“Oh my god, that's… yeah I'm going to cum too… oh…” Caleb’s face, when he accepted the bliss of the pleasure, was the look of discovery and joy. “Holy…shit..hahah…oh wow…” 

“AhHh!” The uncontrollable duration of each clench I had on his cock made me sweat, and I so desperately wanted for it to keep going for forever. I shot a straight line into the crevices of his abs and belly button, which prevented it from dripping off. 

“We couldn't have done it before winter break?” Caleb chuckles, his face contorts in a second of pleasure before returning to a big smile. “Don't you go home tomorrow?” 

“Yeah.” I'm definitely gay. 

Call it dramatic, but that was the last time I saw him. He got a scholarship to go to a better school while he was visiting home, and I didn't have any means to go see him, so that was that. We texted but it wasn't the same so we fell out of touch. There was a lot of crying. A LOT of crying. I deleted his number somewhere along the way. 

Anyway, that's the short version.

“Are you awake already?” Troy mumbles, cuddling into me and scratching me with his morning stubble. His hand affectionately pats down my body until he finds what he's looking for. “Me too. Let's get off and sleep in?” 

“Yeah, okay.”