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Throwing my bag onto my chair I jumped onto my bed, planning on getting a bit of work done before I inevitably gave in to procrastination and put some Netflix. I trudged up the stairs and fumbled with my keys to get into my room. Dave had messaged me saying he’d had a great time and wanted to meet me again when he was next free, but that was clearly not going to be tonight. That self-confidence dwindled as the day dragged on and I faced the prospect of returning to my dorms. It was confusing, but for the first time all week I felt a modicum of self-confidence again. I still liked girls and I hadn’t been lying to myself when I was with girlfriends in the past. I had to admit to myself that guys clearly turned me on, though I wasn’t ready to call myself gay. My head was too filled with thoughts of the kiss with Matt and his confusing reaction afterwards and with pictures of Dave’s grey eyes locked onto mine as he sucked my dick. I just about made it to all my lectures that day although I needn’t have bothered because I could barely focus on them. I just wanted to let you sleep a little longer, you looked so sexy curled up in my bed.” I laughed at his dramatic pose as he finished, “fair enough, what time do you have to set off?”ĭave glanced at his watch and frowned, “uh, I’m actually a little late for a study group. He shrugged, “Medicine,” He said by way of explanation, “we don’t get all the cushy lie-ins you soft-science students get, if we don’t hit the library every morning, people DIE” “The library?” I scoffed, “What kind of student are you?” “About 7,” he replied, “sorry for getting you up so early, I have to get to the library.” Sitting down at the small table, he passed me a plate with a bacon sandwich on it before sitting down with his own, opposite me. I grinned at his reaction, the flushed look suited him. He blushed furiously, “Well take a seat you, it’ll be ready in a minute.” I grinned at him, “Heh, well you did tire me out last night.” “Oh hey,” he said, “I was gonna let you sleep and wake you up when breakfast was ready, you looked like you needed it” He looked up as I entered, a smile spreading across his face, I found Dave in the lounge, cooking breakfast in his slacks. I could smell toast and bacon, and wandered towards the living room cautiously, worried that I might run into his flatmates.
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I pulled my jeans and shirt on and wandered into the corridor, looking around to see where Dave was. The next morning, I awoke in an empty bed, and had a brief moment of panic. The excitement and mind-shattering orgasm had drained me of all energy, and I quickly drifted off to sleep with Dave holding me close to his chest. We snuggled for a short while afterwards, but I could barely stay awake. He grinned again, “Then I hope you’ll stay over tonight? It’s a bit late for you to be heading back after all” “You kidding me?” I replied, “That was the best blowjob I’ve ever had!” He grinned at me sheepishly, “Was that okay? I couldn’t help myself”