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.I’m so surprised that I don’t push him away.His tongue slides along the crack of my sealed lips, waiting for an entry.His hands crawl up my chest and rest on my shoulders.Now that he has his eyes closed and is standing so close to me, he reminds me so much of Jesse.I loop my free arm around his waist and part my lips under his kiss.I’m a little taken aback by his nimble tongue as it meets mine.Kissing Jesse and kissing Jazz is definitely not the same.It’s clear that Jazz has a lot of experience, but at the same time it doesn’t give me the electrifying, mind-numbing sensation that kissing Jesse did.Jazz moans into my mouth and grinds his hard crotch against my hardening cock.It’s an invitation.I’m free to take him upstairs and fuck his brains out – Eric even made it easier by telling me Jazz bottoms.Before I came to this school, I wouldn’t have hesitated.But I do hesitate because thoughts of Jesse keep popping up and each and everyone of them send piercing pangs to my gut.I break the kiss and put a finger between Jazz and me to stop him from going in for another kiss.We both pant and his eyes are hazy with lust.“I’m sorry,” I tell him, still with the pangs pulsing in my gut.“I can’t.You’re sexy as hell and probably a great guy, but…”“But you’re in love,” Jazz finishes for me with a sad smile.I hate that he’s disappointed, but he shrugs it off, plants a little kiss on my cheek and leaves.With a deep breath I wonder if I did the right thing or if I’m going to regret it later.I suppose I can always ask Eric if Jazz is available if I manage to rid myself off my feelings for Jesse.Ignoring the glances I get from my fellow students I turn to head up the stairs.I take one step up when my eyes connect with Jesse’s, four steps above me.His hand is resting on the banister, his other holding a red beer cup and he has this startled look on his face that I don’t understand.He gives me a quick half smile and then bolts up the stairs.“Jesse!” I call through the pounding music, running up after him as fast as I can with the thick crowd in the way.I plow through the bodies in the hallway to get to Jesse, who’s struggling to get past a group of guys hooting while two in the middle are wrestling.I grab Jesse’s arm and pull him away only to be caught between two groups on either side, backing us against each other so that I’m standing ground against Jesse.“Jesse,” I say to him, placing my hand around his waist so that he doesn’t get swept to the side with the crowd.My other goes under his chin to lift his face to mine.“I told him I couldn’t do it – I never meant to do it anyway.”“It’s okay, Adam,” Jesse says, meeting my eyes.“You should be with guys.It was just a little weird to see.”There’s another push behind me and my body is brushed against his again, crotch to crotch.My cock is hard as hell from being this close to Jesse.His eyes widen when he feels it.Yet another wave of bodies crush us together and this time I lean my forehead against the side of Jesse’s head with a moan.His fingers grab my biceps for support when he’s pushed against me again, sending another rush of pleasure-filled lust from my cock to my vocal cords.For a brief moment I think about how disgusted Jesse must be feeling with me getting off on him, but when I look at his face he just looks back with parted lips and what looks like lust of his own.My mind is reeling and body trembling when we get pushed together yet again.I’m hot and horny for Jesse and I hold my breath when I feel his cock hard in his thin sports pants.He clears his throat.“We should go.” I nod and keep a tight hold on his waist as he navigates us past the people towards our room.The two doors closest to it are closed, and thereby not party-accessible, so the crowd thins out before we get there.I move my hands to Jesse’s hips, but I don’t let go even when he fishes out his keys, unlocks the door and enters the room.My sigh of relief comes out as a needy moan when the door shuts and blocks out most of the noise.It takes me a while to realize that my fingers are digging into his hips and I’m breathing down his neck from behind.Jesse’s seems to be struggling for air just as much as I am.His warmth, his smell, his presence make my whole existence spin.My cock pulses and throbs and oozes precome into my briefs.I swallow hard and head for the bathroom for the second time today.I yank my buttons loose as soon as I cross the threshold and pull my cock into upright position, its head peeking up from the waistband.“Adam, wait.” Jesse calls and intercepts the closing door.Although I’m dying for a release I let him enter if only for a few seconds to spew out yet another unnecessary apology [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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