The College Life They NEVER told me about

Chapter 6: An Unexpected Event

I woke up the next morning to the sensation of Brad pushing his ass against my cock, which was already pressing between the globes of his ass. I smiled to myself and pushed back. He turned his head toward me and smiled, pushing back against my cock even more. I kissed his neck and began to slowly fuck him. He moaned pleasurably. I moved down to his shoulder and kissed him there. His skin is so smooth and I love kissing it. It’s just so good. Despite the fact that I had gotten several releases the night before, I was coming into him in no time at all.

That was when I realized that we weren’t using a condom. OH SHIT!!! I pulled out quickly as Brad shuddered and released his load. I kind of shriveled up and went into the fetal position and rocked back and forth (well, as much as I could while lying down). Brad sensed this and turned over, pulling me into his arms, asking me what was wrong. I calmed down enough to say “We. Forgot. To. Use. A. Condom.”

I went back into the fetal position and cried. I mean, I was sure he didn’t have any STDs or anything, but I really wanted to keep things safe and always use a condom. If he did have any diseases, he would have told me, right? Right? This is an important issue, he would have told me, especially since we’ve had sex this much. HOW, just HOW could I have forgotten?! I guess that whole “men think with their tool” thing is true.

I continued to cry as Brad comforted me. He hugged me and pulled my body up so I was sitting and so he could hug me and comfort me easier. He pulled me close to his chest and held me there, stroking my hair. He didn’t say anything, and I’m glad he didn’t. He didn’t try to make me happy or explain or stop me crying. He just held me, which was all I really needed.

I stopped crying and Brad put his hand under my chin and turned my face toward him and looked me in the eyes. I avoided his gaze (I couldn’t look him in the eye, because of my own shame and because his eyes just made me melt), but he gave my chin a little tug, meaning that he wanted me to look at him. I really didn’t want to, but I knew we wouldn’t move from that spot and he wouldn’t stop staring at me until I did. I slowly looked up and met his beautiful eyes.

“You should know by now that I would never harm you in any way. If I had any kind of STD, I would have let you know before we even had sex. I have a test done every summer and I’m still negative for all STDs. It’s ok.” He gently kissed me, but even though he had reassured me, I still wasn’t sure if I wanted to kiss him back right then. I needed some time to think, so I pulled back and broke off our kiss.

I placed a finger over his lips and said, “I believe you, but I just kind of need some time to think right now.” I paused, “I’m sorry.” I looked down.

He continued to look at me, but this time I refused to look at him. I felt very naked all of a sudden. Well, for the obvious reason (I was sans apparel), but also because I felt really vulnerable, not something I really want to feel while around my boyfriend.

“No need to be sorry,” he said calmly, though I could tell he was getting a bit impatient (heck, I would be too). I moved to the edge of the bed and stepped down carefully. I bent over and grabbed my boxers. Any other time, Brad would have slapped my cute, pert ass, but now, it would have been just bad. I quickly got dressed and we barely exchanged a word.

I left quietly and, as I closed the door, I saw Brad had gotten back under the covers and was facing the wall, away from me. I looked at him for a few seconds more and then quietly closed the door behind me. I walked back to my dorm room and my roommate wasn’t there. He was at one of his classes, no doubt.
I walked to my desk and saw someone had left a message on my AIM. I read it:
HarpChiky: hey sexy, how are things going in the love nest? ;) hehe. We’re meeting for lunch at noon. Meet us outside Blake if you wanna come.
Auto response from socalledboothy: at lunch and maybe other things, be back later. Leave some love!!
HarpChiky: LOVELOVELOVELOVE!!! I LOVE THE BOOTHY!!! *steals a kiss* hehe

I smiled at Kathleen’s silly message and looked at my watch. It was 11:00; I hadn’t had a shower since Monday afternoon.

I changed into my robe and grabbed my shower stuff and went to the bathroom. After undressing and testing the water to make sure it wouldn’t burn my skin off, I stepped in and closed the curtain behind me, welcoming the feel of the warm water over my naked body. I lathered up and cleaned off quickly; taking a shower all by myself was much too lonely for me and just reminded me that my relationship with Brad was quite possibly on the rocks. I fretted at the thought and tried to flit it away from my mind, but it lingered there and made me feel even more sad than I already had been, if that were even possible. Once I had finished, I turned off the water and stepped out, grabbing my towel and dried myself off. It reminded me again of how Brad had dried me off just the other day. I sighed and finished, then dressed and grabbed my stuff and went back to my room.

I went into the room and changed into a new set of clothes, then sat down at my desk and opened up an Internet window. While that loaded, I returned from being away. I then checked my hotmail. Nothing exciting, just another email from my parents. Blah blah blah. Same old, same old.

I realized that my life had basically gone back to before I met Brad. I was depressed about ever finding a boyfriend and ever having friends. Then, I had gained both of them in basically a few days and now in less than a week, I might lose the one thing that made me actually really happy, the one thing that had filled my life with joy and made me feel loved for the first time in my life (well, in that way). And, now I was depressed again about losing said boyfriend.

This SUCKS! I thought to myself. I closed the window and went away on AIM. I said I had gone to lunch, but really, I just went and laid down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I lay there and just thought. Maybe it was stupid of me to just up and leave him like that. I mean, I should believe him about what he said to me. And I do. …But there’s just this whole nagging feeling that something just isn’t right. I turned onto my side and brought my blanket closer to my chin. Perhaps I’m being selfish about this. I love him, I really do… but what happens if I got some sort of STD or something from him? Could we still go out? God, I know absolutely nothing about being a relationship or even about having sex. I’m a total moron.

I kept thinking and eventually I glanced at the clock. It was 12:00. I sat up and put on my shoes, made sure I had my keys and such, and then walked over to Blake, where the others were waiting. I smiled slightly and waved, and they waved back. On the walk there, I was totally lost in space, just thinking about everything that had transpired. It was hard being in a relationship.

When we got inside the cafeteria, I scanned around for Brad, but he didn’t appear to be here. Megan noticed me scanning and she nudged my arm and said, with a smile on her face, “Looking for lover boy?” I turned to look at her and slightly smiled as she winked at me.

I got a tray and looked at the prospects for today. I wasn’t even hungry and didn’t have an appetite, which kind of sucked since they had chicken tenders today (my favorite!). I went up and got three tenders and then grabbed a glass of root beer.

I looked around for the others, but didn’t see them. I realized it was up to me to find a place then. I found an empty circular table and sat there. I picked at my food and ate a few bites, but didn’t eat much. The others found me and sat with me, talking and such. After a few minutes, I felt like someone was watching me. I looked up and saw everyone (well, everyone in our group, not like everyone in the cafeteria; now THAT would be weird) looking at me. I furrowed my brow and said “What?”

Kathleen said, “Did you think we couldn’t tell that something was wrong with you? What happened? Would you be willing to tell us here?”

“Uh, well, um, not really,” I stammered back.

“Ok, well, give us a few minutes while we finish our lunches and then we’ll go back to my room and you can tell us all about it, if you want.”

I nodded. What else could I do? It’s not like I could say no. These were my new friends. I attempted to eat more food, but I felt like if I ate another bite, it’d all come right back up. I pushed my tray away and sat back. The rest finished their meals and we all got up to put our trays away.

We walked straight back to Blake, the others occasionally engaging in conversation, but none of it lasted long. We all went to Kathleen’s room, except John, who had to go to class. I was the last one in, so I closed the door behind me. Megan pointed to her bed and I lay down on it in almost the same way someone who was going to a psychologist would.

There was silence for a bit, but Kathleen broke the silence. “So tell us what happened, if you want of course. We won’t talk or say anything until you’re finished; we’ll just listen.” I looked at them and all of them had this look of genuine, sincere concern on their faces. I was so glad to have friends like these, especially at a time like this.

I leaned back onto the pillow and began talking. “Well, uh, this may seem kind of stupid, but… I don’t know.” I looked back at the others and they urged me to continue, but in keeping their promise, they didn’t say anything. I started up again, “It’s kinda weird to talk about this to you guys, but well I slept over at Brad’s last night and we had, uh, … um, well, we did it this morning, but I forgot to use a condom and it really freaked me out once I realized that. I really do trust him, but I’m still kinda scared. I mean, what if I get some sort of STD? He told me he didn’t have any, and I believe him, but there’s still this nagging feeling in the back of my brain, just thinking that anything can happen.

“I mean, anything is possible when having sex. There could definitely be a chance that I could have gotten an STD. It is slight, but it could still happen.” I finished talking and there was a silence for a bit.

Kathleen, again, was the first to speak. “To be honest, this is kind of what we, or, well, at least I, was afraid of with you going out with Brad. There really isn’t a better way to say this, but … Brad is really a slut. He goes through boyfriends like most people go through socks. I mean, he’s a nice boy and all, but in the short time I’ve known you, I really think you can do better than him.”

Megan spoke next, “What Kathleen failed to mention was that while Brad is a slut, I don’t think you could have gotten anything from him. I know for a fact that he gets tests done every summer and it is the beginning of the year. He can’t have gotten around THAT fast so early in the year.”

Shannon was the last to speak, “I agree with what the others have said, but we aren’t trying to run your life or anything. We’re just stating what we know of Brad from what we’ve heard.”

I had sat there, just taking all this in and I just couldn’t take it anymore. Brad, a SLUT?! Yes, his ass was a bit more open and not as tight as mine, but that just meant that he had sex before me, which was totally understandable since he seemed more open with his sexuality than I was.

I just couldn’t believe it. I thought these were my friends; they had listened to me and then put my boyfriend down. What the fuck?! This could NOT be right.

I stood up and said to all of them as I marched toward the door, “I can’t believe it. I trust you guys with the most intimate of my problems and you just go and say that he’s a SLUT?! I just can’t believe it. I thought you guys would understand.” I had gotten to the door and was already through it. I slammed it behind me and, as I walked away, I could hear Megan say, “Just let him go, Kathleen.”

I quickly ran outside into the refreshing warm, afternoon air. I went back to my room and, luckily, my roommate was gone (if I didn’t have other things on my mind, I would have wondered where the hell he was, but at this time, I totally didn’t care) so I climbed into bed and just cried my eyes out. My friends had been no help and I was too embarrassed to go see Brad. There was no one else for me to go to. I thought I was finally doing something right. The past few days had been so full of joy and happiness and now, it just felt like I had absolutely no one and I just wished that someone would shoot me and end this misery now.