I'd say about an hour and a half... That should be enough time for them to do all the kinky stuff. All the fun, kinky stuff.
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Connor rested on the bed with his eyes closed, his whole body buzzing with pleasure. The two guys laid on the bed, spooning, recovering from the activity of the last hour or so. He could feel Micah's arm around him and the man's slow breathing on the back of his neck.
As the 'afterglow' faded away, Connor opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a familiar foil wrapper, which he regarded with a smirk. There was still a bit of that lightheaded feeling from alcohol, but he noticed it was mostly gone by now. As that realization hit him, he was pleased to find that he didn't regret his drunken decision to bring Micah home; which was a relief, since he wasn't always so happy with what he found in his bed after a party.
The next thing he noticed was the clock. It read
. Wow, not all that late. he thought. Too early to just sleep.
Connor looked over his shoulder at Micah, half-expecting him to be asleep. "How are you doing, stud?" he asked with a chuckle.
As the 'afterglow' faded away, Connor opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a familiar foil wrapper, which he regarded with a smirk. There was still a bit of that lightheaded feeling from alcohol, but he noticed it was mostly gone by now. As that realization hit him, he was pleased to find that he didn't regret his drunken decision to bring Micah home; which was a relief, since he wasn't always so happy with what he found in his bed after a party.
The next thing he noticed was the clock. It read
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10:12Connor looked over his shoulder at Micah, half-expecting him to be asleep. "How are you doing, stud?" he asked with a chuckle.
"Mmm... Hey handsome." Micah said to Connor, stretching slightly to be rid of the stiffness in his back, and then sitting up on the bed, giving the other young man's rump a swat. "I'm great, thanks for asking... Kinda hard to be anything otherwise when you're next to someone like you. Mmm... That was great sex, I'm still kinda tingly."
Micah got up from the bed, picking up the foil wrapper from the sheets, and going into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. After he had relieved himself of the pressure in his bladder and disposed of the trash, he flushed the toilet, walking back out and getting back in bed with Connor, snuggling against him and embracing him close.
"So, what now, big guy?" Micah asked Connor, kissing the back of his neck lightly as their warm bodies pressed close against one another. "What's on your mind?"
Micah got up from the bed, picking up the foil wrapper from the sheets, and going into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. After he had relieved himself of the pressure in his bladder and disposed of the trash, he flushed the toilet, walking back out and getting back in bed with Connor, snuggling against him and embracing him close.
"So, what now, big guy?" Micah asked Connor, kissing the back of his neck lightly as their warm bodies pressed close against one another. "What's on your mind?"
"Afraid not, friend. Connor and Micah beat you to it," Kiska said to the girl, "I don't blame you for not wanting to go there, though. I don't think many people would want to walk in on anyone doing what they are probably doing." She turned to the girl she assumed was Connor's roommate, " I'm Kiska, by the way. And you are?"
"Pleased to meet you, Anya," Kiska said to her new friend, "Yes, I just got here from Josh's party. I was there with my room mate, Micah. He's Connor's new...erm...friend."
"Haha, dang, looks like we're both getting outshined by our roommates," Anya commented. "Although I guess it is better that Connor brings home a guy like that rather than some gutter skank, right? Like if I'm coming home I definitely don't need to be in a catfight right before bed. Been there, done that, scratched some sense into a couple of bimbos, you know?"
"Yeah. Oh, well, though. We just got here, so it's not like our roommates hooking up is the end for us," Kiska said with a smirk, "I can't say I've even been in a fight because of that, but I can say I would not want to be in one. I imagine they get a bit messy. Lucky enough, they both seem like nice guys, so I doubt any fighting will happen us and them."
"Yeah, they aren't all that fun," Anya admitted. "Gotta watch your hair in those, that's where the bitches like to go first, you know? They grab on and don't let go. And then when you try it on them, oops, hair extensions! And then you go flying back. It sucks, but yeah, I think we definitely lucked out on the roommate situation. I was just picturing getting stuck with some Warcraft nerd or something, never leaving the room, Cheetos all over the place, thank god I'm not in with one of those."
She looked around. As she expected, the party at the bar was lacking without booze. It seemed like the crew from Josh's party were the only ones trying to liven things up. Sigh. When will people learn. Booze makes everything better.
She looked around. As she expected, the party at the bar was lacking without booze. It seemed like the crew from Josh's party were the only ones trying to liven things up. Sigh. When will people learn. Booze makes everything better.
Connor chuckled at the bluntness of Micah's statement. "That was great sex" he repeated in his mind, Yep, that sums it up pretty well.
He stretched out on the bed and groaned, arching his back and taking a deep breath. With a smile, he gathered the sheet around himself and watched Micah leave. For a moment he wondered what Anya would think if she walked in and saw some random guy walking naked around their dorm. I'd have some explaining to do.
Luckily it was only a minute before he returned and crawled back into bed, and Connor cuddled right up next to him. "Well, normally I'd invite you to stay the night here. But since it's barely 10:30 I was thinking maybe we could go back out and party for the rest of the night."
Connor gave him a short kiss, then added, "Well, it won't be much of a party without alcohol. But Josh and Anya and . . . your roomie . . . they'll be there, I'm sure."
He stretched out on the bed and groaned, arching his back and taking a deep breath. With a smile, he gathered the sheet around himself and watched Micah leave. For a moment he wondered what Anya would think if she walked in and saw some random guy walking naked around their dorm. I'd have some explaining to do.
Luckily it was only a minute before he returned and crawled back into bed, and Connor cuddled right up next to him. "Well, normally I'd invite you to stay the night here. But since it's barely 10:30 I was thinking maybe we could go back out and party for the rest of the night."
Connor gave him a short kiss, then added, "Well, it won't be much of a party without alcohol. But Josh and Anya and . . . your roomie . . . they'll be there, I'm sure."
"Mmm... I don't mind, I guess." Micah said with a smile, nibbling on Connor's neck teasingly as he cuddled with the other nude man. "Kiska is my roomie's name, just F.Y.I. But yeah, that sounds like it could be fun. We'd just need to get dressed."
Micah stayed in bed with Connor, not really wanting to get up and put his clothes back on... but he did, and did so reluctantly. He pulled on his briefs, picking up his pants from the floor and dusting them off before pulling them back on. He had left his socks on during coitus, because he didn't want his feet getting cold.
"Get that tight little ass of yours into those pants, Connor." Micah said teasingly, smacking the taller teen's buttock. "The sooner we go to this party... the sooner we can come back..."
Micah stayed in bed with Connor, not really wanting to get up and put his clothes back on... but he did, and did so reluctantly. He pulled on his briefs, picking up his pants from the floor and dusting them off before pulling them back on. He had left his socks on during coitus, because he didn't want his feet getting cold.
"Get that tight little ass of yours into those pants, Connor." Micah said teasingly, smacking the taller teen's buttock. "The sooner we go to this party... the sooner we can come back..."
Mook, I notice you keep saying Connor is taller but I just re-checked our character sheets and both Micah and Connor are 5'10". Just saying 
But they finally separated themselves from each other and got out of bed. Connor chuckled to himself as his rear was slapped again. "Are you going to make a habit out of that if we come back?" he asked, getting dressed as he spoke, "You seem pretty fixated on my ass."
"I'll stop if you want me to, but you have to ask nicely..." Micah said cheekily to Connor, pulling his shirt on over his head, turning his back to Connor where his tattoo could be seen in the light from the open bathroom door. Pulling the shirt back down over his chest and stomach, he grabbed his belt and pulled it through the loops, buckling it and then grabbing his shoes, which he slipped onto his feet and secured with a single knot. "So, where was this dry party supposed to be at again? The Turret, right?"
"Naw, I won't ask you to stop." Connor answered with a grin. He raised his eyebrows a bit as he caught a glimpse of the tattoos on Micah's back, but just nodded and didn't mention it. Micah definitely seemed fond of modifying his body, from the various piercings Connor had seen and now the tattoo.
As they both finished dressing, Connor answered. "Yeah, it was the Turret. It's just down the street a little."
He grabbed the man's arm and led him out the door, then locked it behind him. It was only a few minute's walk before they entered the "bar". Luckily it seemed at least a bit lively. Whether that was from the lingering effects of Josh's party or just the students' ability to party regardless of the locale, Connor didn't really care. There were some familiar faces around at least.
As they both finished dressing, Connor answered. "Yeah, it was the Turret. It's just down the street a little."
He grabbed the man's arm and led him out the door, then locked it behind him. It was only a few minute's walk before they entered the "bar". Luckily it seemed at least a bit lively. Whether that was from the lingering effects of Josh's party or just the students' ability to party regardless of the locale, Connor didn't really care. There were some familiar faces around at least.
Kiska nodded, "Yes, those wouldn't be fun. I imagine it would get smelly after a while. But yes, we're lucky that our roommates are okay."
Kiska noticed Micah and Connor entering the club, and looked at Anya and smiled, "What is the saying? Speak of the Devil, I think?" She raised her arms to wave at the couple, "Micah! Connor! Over here!"
Kiska noticed Micah and Connor entering the club, and looked at Anya and smiled, "What is the saying? Speak of the Devil, I think?" She raised her arms to wave at the couple, "Micah! Connor! Over here!"
Gabriel shook his head at Susan's question. "Suit yourself!" She shouted a bit because of the music, and headed to the dancefloor, where she started dancing a bit on her own. She wasn't all that confident, really, but she slowly gained confidence while she danced. She wasn't paying attention to who entered The Turret or who talked with who. She occasionally glanced at Gabriel, who sat at the bar, then kept dancing.
Sitting at the bar, Gabriel occasionally shot a glance over at the dance floor, and the people on it having a good time. He didn't recognise many of them, just Susan dancing by herself. Dancing to modern music had always been a little awkward to him; there was no real music or melody to the track list, just drums, bass and simple, often repetitive vocals. In Gabriel's mind, real bands had instruments in them besides drums - it was percussion, so it didn't really count - and lyrics that meant something other than the superficial wants and perceived needs of the 'singer'.
Plus he wasn't sure about dancing with Susan in particular. Something made him hold back on that, and he wasn't sure what it was. With that puzzle in his mind, Gabe turned back to the bar, got the attention of one of the guys working there, and ordered an original-style Grenadine Lemonade. A minute later it was slid over to him and he took a sip. Nicely done.
Plus he wasn't sure about dancing with Susan in particular. Something made him hold back on that, and he wasn't sure what it was. With that puzzle in his mind, Gabe turned back to the bar, got the attention of one of the guys working there, and ordered an original-style Grenadine Lemonade. A minute later it was slid over to him and he took a sip. Nicely done.
Micah perked up when he heard someone call his name, seeing his roommate Kiska calling out and waving to him and Connor. He walked over to his roomie, giving her a nice warm hug, and smiling at her, greeting the others as well.
"Sorry we're late, guys... But we just got caught up in something..." Micah said with a grin, holding back laughter at the innuendo. "Luckily we got a little something to drink earlier... which means this party won't be so brain-dullingly boring."
Feeling a bit parched after his bout with Connor, Micah excused himself and ordered a drink from the bar. He had the bartender mix him some Sprite with cherry grenadine and a lime, which he squeezed the juice from and dropped into the drink. Micah sipped at his drink, walking back over and talking with Kiska and the others.
"Sorry we're late, guys... But we just got caught up in something..." Micah said with a grin, holding back laughter at the innuendo. "Luckily we got a little something to drink earlier... which means this party won't be so brain-dullingly boring."
Feeling a bit parched after his bout with Connor, Micah excused himself and ordered a drink from the bar. He had the bartender mix him some Sprite with cherry grenadine and a lime, which he squeezed the juice from and dropped into the drink. Micah sipped at his drink, walking back over and talking with Kiska and the others.
The sun slowly peeked over the horizon, the warm, golden rays marked the beginning of not only the new school year, but also the beginning of a new chapter in many peoples lives. For some college was the path to adulthood, to others it was an attempt to find out who they were, yet other people merely saw it as an obligation, something that their families, or society was expecting them to do. Whatever the situation was, college is a time which truly molds a person, whether it be for better or worse it is a life experience like no other.
A cheesy attempt at an inspirational speech played across the school campus via speakers and P.A. systems, talk of following ones dreams and aspirations and staying true to ones self. Cliche sure but it was true, and it was time to take hold of the opportunity presented in front of you and make of it what you will.
A cheesy attempt at an inspirational speech played across the school campus via speakers and P.A. systems, talk of following ones dreams and aspirations and staying true to ones self. Cliche sure but it was true, and it was time to take hold of the opportunity presented in front of you and make of it what you will.
"Blah-de-freaking-blah, already heard all that before," Gabriel mumbled to himself after the speech concluded. "No need for me to hear all of it again, just in fancier words." With that, he set about preparing breakfast, and opened up a few cabinets near the kitchen sink. There wasn't that much in the way of utensils, bowls, pans and suchlike - only two or three of the simpler things such as bowls and glasses, and no sign of cooking equipment - so Gabe checked the fridge instead.
Evidently someone had stocked the fridge yesterday; there was a box containing cans of Sprite, a few sandwiches about which Gabriel was unsure, and a few other things, some simple ingredients and stuff. "Hmmm... should probably go get some stuff for meals sometime," he mused aloud, pulling a pear from a bag and taking a bite from it as he closed the fridge. "No sense in having a kitchen if you can't use it. Wonder how the others'll like my cooking..."
Evidently someone had stocked the fridge yesterday; there was a box containing cans of Sprite, a few sandwiches about which Gabriel was unsure, and a few other things, some simple ingredients and stuff. "Hmmm... should probably go get some stuff for meals sometime," he mused aloud, pulling a pear from a bag and taking a bite from it as he closed the fridge. "No sense in having a kitchen if you can't use it. Wonder how the others'll like my cooking..."