The College Life They NEVER told me about

Chapter 2: First Date



As we walked to Brad’s car, his arm around my waist, holding me to him closely (which I THOROUGHLY enjoyed), I thought back on the events of the past few hours. I had come out to someone, gotten my first EVER kiss from a boy, and gained a totally hot boyfriend (who actually DIDN’T belong to someone else)! It was all too much for me to take, I mean, so much happiness in one day. Now I know why the word gay also means happy. We got to his car which was a silver something or other, I have no interest in cars so, really, what do I care about what kind of car he has?



Brad did the most romantic thing just then (well, the second most romantic thing after sex): he opened up the passenger door for me!!! I was so excited (not in THAT way, you cheeky monkeys!) that I kissed him on his soft lips before getting into the car. He closed the door once I was safely in and went over to his side and let himself in. He turned the car on and asked me to buckle my seatbelt, which I normally hate to do, but this was my (supposed) boyfriend who asked me to do it, so I did it. He backed out of his parking space and we were off.



As we were getting to the bottom of the hill and on the verge of leaving the college, he asked me where I wanted to go. “Surprise me,” I replied with a grin on my face. He turned to me and gave me a smile.



“I know exactly the place then,” he said and we continued on our journey.

While I had said I wanted him to surprise me, I now REALLY wanted to know where he was taking me. Of course, I couldn’t ask because he’d just be like, “You SAID you wanted a surprise!” and then we’d be back at square one. I would just have to wait. Brad had the radio tuned to the Top 40 hits station, which had just begun to play “Heaven” by DJ Sammy featuring Yanou and Do. I LOVED THIS SONG!! I reached to go turn it up, but Brad got to it first.



“Do you love this song too?” I asked him as I pulled back and settled into my seat. He nodded and began to sing along, which I decided to do, too. So there we were, going down some road, two gay guys singing to a song. Oh yeah, SO inconspicuous. As I listened to Brad sing, I realized something…..



HE SINGS HORRIBLY.



Well, not horribly. I’m sure he sings very well, but this song is NOT for him. While I had been thinking about this, he had stopped singing and was listening to me instead. I noticed this and immediately became self-conscious. Maybe he thinks *I* sing horribly! Oh gosh. Not that that should matter or anything in a relationship. I looked down and I heard him say to me, “Why’d you stop? You were singing really well. Keep singing!”



I looked up then and blushed, replying back “You really think so?” He nodded and I smiled and then continued to sing. The song ended and another followed it, another which I totally loved. It was Kelly Clarkson’s “Since U Been Gone”, which was a completely different kind of song. While “Heaven” was dance/trance, this song was total rocker chick. I began to sing to this too and Brad stared at me in amazement (well, he was still paying attention to the road because well, he kinda needed to or else we’d be crashed to a bloody pulp or something). I continued to sing because I was becoming less self-conscious about it since Brad had complimented me on it.



Once that song had finished, the radio went to commercials and Brad turned it down. “Wow, that was awesome , James. You really seem to have some versatility with your voice.” I blushed (God, could my cheeks GET any redder?) and shrugged him off. “No, really, you’re really good. Say, there’s this karaoke thing next weekend. You should go do it. I’ll help you with whatever song you wanna sing.”



I thought about it for a moment. It would be really cool, since I wanted to be a singer; it’d be really good practice for my voice. I looked at him and said “Sure, why not. It sounds like fun.”



“Great!” Brad said excitedly and, at that moment, we pulled into the parking lot for,… I looked for the restaurant sign and found it.



OMG



WE WERE AT APPLEBEE’S!!!!!



That is, like, my most favorite restaurant ever (well, sit down restaurant)! As we pulled into a parking space, a big grin had come across my face and I was clapping excitedly. Brad looked at me and laughed “I guess I picked the right place, huh?”



“Yes, you really did!” I was about to open up the car door and step out, but Brad told me to wait a sec. He quickly got out and rushed over to my side and opened the door for me and extended his hand to me. I took it and stepped out of his car like I was a movie star. I even did a little pose to top it all off. Brad laughed again; ah, how I loved that laugh. We kissed again as some people passed us. They started whispering, but I was too giddy to even register it and, frankly, I couldn’t care less.



We walked inside and got a booth. We sat next to each other and held hands as we looked over the menu. I normally got the chicken tenders, but I decided to be bold and daring and try something new. Obviously, I would still get chicken, because I absolutely love chicken. I looked at the menu and decided to try the Oriental Chicken Salad. After I knew what I was gonna get, I looked over at Brad who was looking at the menu with a thoughtful look on his face and, let me tell you, he looked so adorable!



The waiter came up (and if I didn’t have Brad already, I would so totally say that this waiter was a total hottie! And if I weren’t with Brad and was more open with my gayness, I would so totally flirt with him.) and asked us if we were ready to order. I looked at Brad, who then looked at me, and I said that I was ready. Brad said that I should go first and once I finished, he’d be ready. So I looked up at the hottie waiter, who was wearing this REALLY cute smile.



“I would like an Oriental Chicken Salad and a Lemonade, please,” I said in a polite voice. I looked the waiter straight in the eye and smiled as he said, “Ok.”



I said a thank you and then he turned to Brad who looked up from his menu and said “And I would like the chicken tender platter and a Pepsi.” The waiter collected our menus and said our order would be out shortly. Both Brad and I stared at his AMAZING ass (in the tight pants he was wearing; nothing was left to the imagination) as he walked away.



Once he was gone, we turned back to each other and smiled. Brad leaned forward and gave me a small kiss on my lips. God, I loved getting kisses from him; they were so tender and loving. We talked as our food was getting prepared and we talked even as we were eating. It was such a great conversation; we had so many laughs and told so many stories. It was absolutely amazing.



We finished and the check was brought by the cute waiter. We told him the meal was great and we really enjoyed ourselves. He smiled that totally cute smile and said he was glad. He then left us. I’m sure you know by now that we left a pretty big tip for him.



After we paid, we left and got into Brad’s car. I was looking to the right of me to grab the seatbelt and as I brought it across my body, also bringing my face toward Brad’s, he planted a kiss on my lips. I stopped and looked really surprised, like I hadn’t gotten a kiss before (even though I obviously had). I got over that quickly (don’t ask me why I was surprised; even *I* didn’t know why) and kissed him right back, originally intending to place my hand on the parking brake but instead found my hand on Brad’s thigh (extremely close to his crotch).



He broke free and pulled my hand off his thigh (I was too stunned to do anything) and looked at me with a reprimanding look on his face. “Now, now, let’s not be hasty.” He then smiled and gave my hand a kiss and let me have it back. I smiled back and giggled a bit. He turned on the car and we were on our way back to the college. By now, it was 9pm and the sun had set and the street was lined with glowing headlights.

We arrived back at the college pretty quickly, perhaps because Brad wanted to get back to his room so he and I could be alone (I can only pray his roommate doesn’t walk in on us or something) to do, well, you know, IT.

I hope he has condoms. Oh, and lube. Because I want to have safe sex and if he doesn’t have those things (or, well the lube doesn’t matter that much), I will put my foot down and say that there will be no sex unless we have condoms!



We pull into a parking spot and Brad got out and opened the door for me. As I stepped out, I caught a brief glance of his crotch; Dear Lord, it looked like those pants were gonna burst, he was so hard. He closed the door behind me and we walked to his dorm hall. In just a couple minutes, we arrived at his door and he quickly unlocked it.



Once we were inside, he shut the door, locked it, and pressed me up against it, giving me a mad kiss. I kissed him back and wrapped my arms around him, moving my hands up and down his back. I put my hands underneath his shirt, feeling his smooth, muscled back. I could feel his hard cock pressing against mine, moving up and down as he humped me. I stopped kissing him to let a soft moan escape my lips.



In this brief moment of surfacing for air, we made our way over to his bed. We very quickly climbed in and got back to what we had been doing. He got on top of me and started kissing me again; my hands went behind his head and my legs around his waist to bring him closer to me, so his crotch is more or less near my ass.

We broke for a quick moment so Brad could lift his shirt up and take it off, revealing a toned body. He then lifted up my shirt and I raised my arms to make it easier for him to take it off. Once we got rid of that, we resumed our passionate kissing. I could feel Brad using one of his hands to undo his pants. I pulled back to let him have a little more room, and he stood on his knees. I sat up to undo his pants, pulling them down once I had successfully unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants; a tight pair of red heart boxers (they were SILK!) lay snugly underneath, outlining his beautiful ass and his hard cock.



I pulled him back down to me and he immediately went to work on kissing my neck, getting lower and lower as I put my hand down his back and underneath his boxers, feeling his baby-smooth ass. He moved lower to my now-erect nipples, spending a long time on each one, sucking them, licking them, making me moan with total pleasure. My cock was getting harder and harder by the second. He continued to make his way down my chest, getting to my trail, and then his hand unbuckled my pants with ease as he kissed my stomach over and over.



He pulled my pants down and off my legs and threw them off the bed onto the floor, leaving me in my boxers (which weren’t as tight as his, or tight at all). He then pulled my boxers off and threw them onto the floor as well, next to my pants and the rest of our clothes that were strewn all around his floor.



My cock stood straight up in the air and Brad licked up and down my shaft as he played with my balls. I moaned again and I put my hand behind his head and stroked his hair as he licked the head and then continued to suck on my throbbing dick. He swallowed it, inch by inch; I loved the feeling of his warm mouth around my cock, the way his tongue expertly licked my shaft as he sucked on it. Moving his hand from my balls lower to my ass, he massaged my hole with one finger and, let me tell you, it felt amazing.

All of this happening, and it being my first time, I just couldn’t take it anymore and I blew my load in his mouth. I didn’t have time to give a warning; I just hoped for the best that he liked swallowing. He was surprised for a second, but then went to swallowing every last drop out of my dick. I laid my head back on his pillow and he came up to give me a kiss. His mouth tasted like my cum, sweet yet salty and I enjoyed kissing him.



He pulled back from our kissing and asked if he could fuck me. I said it was fine by me, as long as he used a condom. He nodded as if to say that obviously he would use a condom. He reached over to his nightstand and pulled the drawer open and quickly grabbed a condom and some lube (which I had forgotten to ask for, so it was good that he knew that he had to use it). He kissed me again and then ripped the condom open with his teeth and quickly rolled it on as if his erection would go down any second unless he stuck it up something (i.e. my asshole). He then poured some lube onto his hand and put it on his condom and rubbed up and down making sure it got all over his dick and then he poured some more and asked me to hold me legs up so he could get at my asshole. I did so with one arm and with the other hand I held my balls so they wouldn’t get in the way. He rubbed the lube over his fingers and then poured a little onto my asshole. It felt cold as the lube hit it and then Brad placed a finger against my hole gently pushing against it and in a little bit, made its way into me.



I immediately clenched down; it hurt so much yet it felt so good. Brad waited patiently as I got used to having his finger up my ass. I loosened up and he pushed it in a little further and I clenched again, letting out a yelp of painful pleasure.



Eventually, he was able to get his whole finger in and he started finger fucking me and it felt really good. He looked me in the eye and held up his other hand with two fingers sticking up. I knew what it meant: he was gonna put another finger in. He brought the one finger almost to the verge of being out of my ass and began to push the second finger in. The same thing happened as before, but I was able to loosen up quicker than I had originally.



He got up to three fingers and then pulled out. “Here comes the real thing,” he said with a loving smile on his face. He guided his cock into my ass and pushed it in. He then took my legs and spread them more. My hands went to my side as he fucked me; God, it felt so good, having him inside me. It was what I’d always wanted; well, not necessarily sex, but someone who I absolutely loved with all my heart and soul who I was having the sex with. I moaned softly over and over (I mean, we were still in the dorms, so I didn’t want to moan LOUDLY. Someone might go get the Resident Assistant or something and that would NOT be good) as he plowed into me again and again. I was in HEAVEN; it was really that amazing.



About fifteen minutes later, Brad told me he was about to cum and he fucked me harder and harder. He shuddered as he climaxed inside me; he pulled out and it felt like my ass was empty now. I wanted him back inside me because I felt totally empty without him inside me.



But all those feelings disappeared after he had pulled off the condom and thrown it away and he fell down beside me. I looked over at him and he looked so beautiful then, with his chest heaving up and down, his cheeks flushed a light shade of pink, his sweat all over his body glistening in the moonlight streaming through the window. I leaned over and kissed him on his cheeks. He looked at me and we smiled at each other and kissed on the lips. I turned over and he cuddled up against me putting his arm around me and I could feel his limp dick pressed against my ass. We fell asleep instantly.



THAT WAS THE BEST FIRST DATE EVER!!!