Stressed in College 7

Jordan was about 5’7 and thin. He had curly, blond hair and blue eyes. He tried to keep his body toned at all times. And he loved big lectures. He sat in that back of the 300-person class, and would let his mind drift. He always attended his classes, although sometimes he wondered if it was worth it when half of the time he didn’t pay attention.

Jordan had fallen into a depression of sorts. He hadn’t had sex in more than two weeks, and really didn’t care. He was still having nightmares about losing Danny. The ironic part was he never had Danny in the first place. He had never even seen his best friend and roommate naked. His motto of “sex is sex,” was still going strong, but he just hadn’t felt like sex lately. To add to his pain, Danny had been acting a little strange lately. They still played video games, sports, and hung out, but he just seemed…well, short tempered. Sometimes he would ask about the guys Jordan was fooling around with. Jordan just smiled at the question now-a-days; which annoyed Danny. Jordan figured that Danny just wanted to hear that at least one of them was getting laid. He was pretty sure Danny hadn’t gotten any since his girlfriend broke up with him over a month ago.

Kids started packing up their things and leaving all around Jordan. Apparently, the teacher had dismissed the class. Jordan slowly headed back to his dorm. He was in no rush. 

Jordan’s building was in sight, when a kid walking near him approached, “Hey, you’re Jordan, right?” Jordan looked over. He had never seen the kid before. He was 5’10, with brown hair and brown eyes. He had very white teeth, but they were a little big, giving him kind of a nerdy look. On the other hand, he did seem to have a nice jock-like body. 
“Yeah,” Jordan answered, “And you are?”
“I’m Andrew.”
“What’s up?”
“This is going to sound weird,” Andrew began, “I’m a friend of Will’s.”
Jordan searched his mind, “Will?”
“Will,” Andrew seemed surprised he didn’t remember him, “He’s a pledge at AGR?”
“Oh,” the memory of Will quickly rushed back to Jordan, “right.” Jordan couldn’t help but feel embarrassed for not remembering a kid he massaged and then had sex with. 
“Yeah,” Andrew kept going, “Well, I was telling him how sore my back has been, and he mentioned you give the best massages ever.”
“Ha,” Jordan smiled, “Ah, I guess their okay.”
“You think you could give me one?” Andrew asked.
“Where do you live?” Jordan asked, buying time to think of an excuse.
“In your building, I’m two floors below you.”
“Really?” Jordan asked, embarrassed again.
“So, what do you say?”
“Well, I’m kind of busy,” Jordan explained.
“Oh,” Andrew put his head down and clearly looked disappointed. “I was so excited too, Will kept saying what a nice kid you are and that you have the softest hands.”

Jordan smiled at the compliment about his hands. He loved his hands. “Okay,” Jordan said, “I think I can stop by for a little.” Andrew lifted his head and smiled a glowing smile, with his slightly large teeth.

Jordan followed Andrew into his room and dropped his backpack as Andrew locked the door. Jordan studied the room. The room was covered in boxing posters of every kind. The room was fairly messy; the only clear space was Andrew’s and his roommates’ beds. 

“You and your roommate must be into boxing,” Jordan said.
“Just me,” Andrew clarified, “He hates it.”
“That’s odd,” Jordan thought to himself. Both sides of the room had boxing posters and magazines and even action figures. Andrew threw his backpack down on his roommate’s bed. 
“He won’t be back for a while,” Andrew stated, “I told him to get lost for the afternoon.” 
“So,” Andrew began innocently, “how does this work?”
“Um,” Jordan started, “Strip down to your boxers and lay stomach-down on your bed. Do you have any oil?”
“Yeah,” Andrew said, handing Jordan a bottle of baby oil. It was actually the exact same type he had used with Will. “Would it be easier if I stripped nude?”

Jordan looked up at Andrew. “Wow,” Jordan thought to himself. His body was simply amazing. He had literally perfect pecks and a stomach to match. His hips even did that little indent thing, like Brad Pitt’s, that Jordan loved. Andrew was wearing just a pair of black boxer briefs underwear. They fit so snuggly against his crotch. Even his outie bellybutton was perfect. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on Andrew’s perfectly carved body. 

Strangely, Jordan got the urge to leave. He simply wasn’t in the mood for a hook-up, especially considering he didn’t even know Andrew. They had only met about 15 minutes ago. Then Jordan’s own motto came back into his head, “sex is sex.” “Not today,” Jordan thought to himself. 

“No,” Jordan answered, “you’re good. Just lay down.” Andrew smiled and laid down on his bed. Jordan shook his head in disbelief. Even Andrew’s back was sexy. Jordan poured the oil onto Andrew’s back and started to knead his muscles. 

“Mmmm, that feels great,” Andrew said, with a grin. Jordan worked the knots out of Andrew’s muscles and moved down to his lower back. Jordan’s ran his soft hands over Andrew’s tender skin, delicately molding it. After about ten minutes he moved up to Andrew’s shoulders. 

“A few more minutes should do it,” Jordan thought to himself. Maybe Danny was back from class by now. 
Jordan finished up and grabbed a tissue to wipe the oil off of his hands. “Feel good?” Jordan asked.

“Yeah, great,” Andrew said, opening his eyes. 
“Cool,” Jordan said, “I’m gonna take off then.”
“Huh?” Andrew said. Jordan was surprised, he seemed genuinely shocked.
“I’m going to head up to my room and get started on some homework,” Jordan lied. Andrew sat up.
“Are you joking?”
“Huh?” Jordan said, confused.
“Will said you blew him,” Andrew stated, getting more pissed by the second.
“Great,” Jordan thought, “maybe I should just wear a sign that says ‘I give head.’” “Will was a special case,” Jordan explained, “but maybe another time…”
“A special case,” Andrew interrupted, “what the fuck does that mean? Am I ugly or some shit?” Andrew stood up.
“Hey, take it easy,” Jordan said. Jordan wasn’t sure what to do. He might as well just appease Andrew. After all a blow job would be quick and painless. “Take your briefs off and sit down.”

Andrew smiled, and pulled off his briefs. His half-hard boner sprang forward. His loose ballsack rested on the bed as he sat down. Andrew moved to the edge of the bed and spread his legs, ready for Jordan’s mouth. Jordan knelt down in front of Andrew and began to move his mouth in, only to have his path blocked by Andrew’s hand.

“Strip first,” Andrew said. Jordan starred up at him, “what the fuck,” he thought to himself. “It’s just hotter that way,” Andrew explained. Jordan stood up and stripped, showing Andrew his hard six inch pecker. Andrew’s trial was even perfect. Neatly, trimmed, it led straight down to his expanding dick and neatly trimmed pubs and shaved sack.

Jordan knelt down for the second time, this time he felt Andrew’s hand on the back of his head. Jordan’s lips rode over Andrew’s stiff cock, which ended up growing to seven or so inches. It was somewhat thick and did a good job of filling Jordan’s mouth. Immediately, Jordan went half-way down, coating Andrew’s dick with his salvia. Jordan started moving his lips back towards the head, but felt a strong force from behind. Andrew pulled Jordan’s head towards him, forcing Jordan’s lips against his cock base. The move took Jordan by surprise, and Andrew’s thick mushroom head caused him to gag. Andrew’s fist grabbed a patch of Jordan’s hair and forced Jordan’s head quickly over his cock. Andrew would hold Jordan all the way down on his cock for what seemed like an eternity, with Jordan gagging the entire time. Jordan wanted to yell for Andrew to stop, but of course he couldn’t. Andrew’s actions were turning almost violent as he forced Jordan’s head back and forth. Jordan braced his hands against the bed, but Andrew was too strong, he continued to pump Jordan’s head over his cock at any speed he chose. After a few minutes of fucking Jordan’s pretty face, Andrew let go of his hair.

Jordan coughed and gasped for breath, as Andrew stroked his wet cock a few times. “That’s enough of that,” Andrew said, satisfied.
“Good,” Jordan said, getting up. His own cock was completely limp from the experience.
“Now, its time to fuck,” Andrew declared, standing up.
“No fucking way,” Jordan exclaimed.
“You let Will fuck you,” Andrew countered.
“He wasn’t an ass,” Jordan said. 

Apparently, Andrew wasn’t happy with the comment as he moved to block Jordan’s path to the door. “I wasn’t asking permission,” Andrew said coolly. 
“Fuck you,” Jordan responded, moving towards the door. 

Before Jordan knew what was happening, Andrew grabbed his arm and flipped Jordan around. “AHHHH,” Jordan yelled, it felt like Andrew was going to break his arm. Andrew forced Jordan stomach-down on his bed. 

Jordan was pissed, extremely pissed, and it wasn’t until he heard the sound of duct tape, that the anger started being replaced by fear. 
Andrew rolled the duct tape around Jordan’s wrists and hands. 

“You better let me go,” Jordan said, but the fear in his voice made the plea barely audible. 
“Why?” Andrew questioned, tearing off another piece of tape, “are you going to go and tell the police that not only are you gay, but while you were fucking a random guy, he got too rough?”
Jordan was ignoring Andrew, desperately trying to think of how he could get away. He could scream, after all the dorm walls weren’t very thick. Jordan was about to open his mouth when Andrew interrupted.

Andrew ran a piece of duct tape over Jordan’s mouth. “I wouldn’t want anyone to hear your screams,” he said, as he laid on a couple more strips of tape. For the first time in his life, Jordan felt completely helpless. 

Andrew wasn’t going to hurt Jordan, but he certainly planned to get the ass he deserved. He got on top of Jordan and lined his cock up with Jordan’s asshole. In one swift motion, Andrew pushed his cock in down to his pubs. He laid down against Jordan’s back and whispered, “Try to enjoy it, I won’t be long.”

With that, Andrew began humping Jordan’s ass, pumping his rock hard cock in and out. Jordan was disgusted that anyone would actually go this far, but more disgusted that it was actually making him hard. He felt Andrew’s warm breath against his neck and Andrew’s strong pecks against his back. Jordan turned his head up just enough to see Andrew’s desk. Just enough to see a picture of Andrew, and a girl, smiling. Tears started to form in Jordan’s eyes. Andrew was probably dating a girl. He was only using Jordan to get off. 

Andrew’s cock split apart Jordan’s cheeks time after time. His balls smacked against Jordan. Andrew started moaning louder, Jordan knew it was coming.
Andrew grunted, as he shot his load deep inside Jordan. Jordan winced as Andrew’s cock pulsed over and over again inside of him. After he finished, Andrew just laid on top of him, slowly catching his breath. 

Then, finally, Andrew got up, withdrawing his spent rod. Jordan watched as Andrew slowly got dressed, covering his sexy body.

“Listen,” Andrew finally said, “I’m gonna let you go. If you go to the police it will just be my word against yours. I’ll never tell anyone. Your choice.” Then Andrew bent down and pealed the duct tape off from around Jordan’s hands. Upon being freed, Jordan quickly removed the tape from his mouth and began throwing on his clothes. Andrew just sat on his bed and watched, as Jordan unlocked the door and darted away. Then Andrew smiled to himself…he knew Jordan would never tell.

Luckily, Danny was no where in sight. Jordan wanted to be alone. He knew now that sex wasn’t just sex. If he just wanted sex, he would have jumped on Andrew within seconds; there wouldn’t have been a struggle. Jordan couldn’t help but blame himself. Maybe he finally got what he deserved. He knew that from this point on he would be different. He didn’t want sex anymore, he wanted something more, he wanted to be with someone who loved him.