How to Fall in Love in Three Easy Steps

Chapter 8

The dorm room that Jack had come to know, plastered with posters and the lingering smell of axe body spray in the air, was now empty. The only thing left was a single bed, Jack's. He looked around, confused instantly by the lack of posters and fresh smell. Suddenly an intoxicating aroma of cologne and pure sex entered the room, and Jack, without knowing, moaned slightly. He covered his mouth and moved his eyes around, looking for anything normal.

A chuckle arose from the doorway, where moonlight streamed in, almost as if the room went straight to the outdoors.

"I didn't know I was that sexy." The voice appeared behind Jack and he felt his throat close up. That voice, it was definitely Alex.

Lips brushed against Jack's neck, causing his body to stiffen, including parts he would rather not have be stiff. He tried not the pant as the lips sucked gently at his neck. Jack's eyes fluttered shut as the lips worked their magic. This wasn't Alex behind him, it was a hot girl or something. Anyone but Alex.

Fingers suddenly grabbed Jack's thigh and began working their way up. Jack tried to pull the hand away but found himself stuck in this helpless position. It wasn't like he wasn't enjoying this, he was in complete ecstasy, but he wanted to know if this was Alex, if something was going on here.

Another chuckle from the person, and then Jack's head was tilted upwards. His lips met the other person's, and suddenly, Jack didn't care if it was Alex or not. He was going to enjoy this whether it was Alex kissing him or if it was fricking Miley Cyrus.

He kissed back, feeling the soft sweet lips upon his own. A tongue licked against Jack's bottom lip, so he parted them slightly, just enough to brush their tongues together. Jack spun around to face the person and felt them push him down onto the bed. Arms wrapped around his waist and fingers slipped under his t shirt.

At this moment, Jack opened his eyes, just to see who it was. He knew it wasn't a girl, for he felt the absence of a chest and a boner. This made him feel awkward, yet immensely turned on by the fact he could make this guy hot and ready. His breath sped up as he saw Alex's brown eyes staring down at Jack, their lips still connected. The nerves were intensified, and Jack was afraid to continue. Alex sat up, straddling Jack, and looked down at him. He leaned down, his minty breath on Jack's ear and began whispering. He whispered about how much he really liked Jack and how when he had placed his hand on Jack's knee it was because he had wanted him at that second. He talked about how the first time he saw Jack he felt all the breath leave his body and his heartbeat speed up. He said he was too scared to tell Jack how much he wanted him because he was afraid of rejection.

"But this, this is perfect. It feels right."

Jack watched as Alex lifted up Jack's shirt and kissed his chest.

"Don't do that," Jack groaned.

"Ok," Alex said while getting off of Jack and laying down next to him. His teeth nibbled on Jack's ear as he whispered, "Then you'll do it to me."

Jack was fucking scared, and it was obvious. Even though this is what he had wanted, he was afraid he wouldn't be good enough for Alex. So he did what he was told.

Alex slipped his shirt over his head and winked at Jack mischievously. At first, Jack planted small kisses on Alex's torso, staying far away the top of his jeans. After a few minutes, Jack began sloppily kissing down Alex's chest until he came to Alex's belt. Quickly, he unbuckled the belt and pulled down the zipper on Alex's jeans. Groans escaped Alex's mouth as Jack ran his hands on the front of the black boxers Alex was wearing. They were both hard, but Alex was in urgent need of relief.

"Please, J-Jack."

Now it was Jack who was in control, Alex like putty in his hands. He gently palmed Alex causing Alex to arch his back and moan loudly.

"Come on already!" he yelled, impatient.

Jack kissed the inside of Alex's thighs, leaving him speechless. He tugged at the black boxers, pulling them off Alex's body and onto the floor.

It was strange to see another guy like this for Jack. He'd seen other guys naked before, but he'd never seen a guy hard for him naked. It was a new experience, and Jack wanted it to happen at least one more time.

"Now!" Alex whined.

Jack smirked and wrapped his hands around Alex. This was strange for Jack as well; he was now holding some other guys penis. And he was going to give him a blow job. He never thought he would say that. Jack kissed the tip and Alex continued whining, pleading for Jack to start already. Suddenly Alex shoved Jack's head down onto him, causing him to choke. Alex moaned so loudly that Jack thought he might climax right at that second. As he started moving his mouth and tongue around, he wasn't exactly sure what to do, but after a few minutes, he figured out exactly what Alex liked. When Jack twirled his tongue around, Alex would blink furiously and try not to scream out in pleasure. He moaned out Jack's name several times, letting it slip. After around ten minutes, Jack knew Alex was close as he heard him panting and felt him sweating. Jack ran his tongue along Alex's length while looking into Alex's eyes.

"Jack, ah, fuck!"

Alex began breathing so hard that Jack thought he might die. Then his body shook and it was all over, everything in Jack's mouth.

Then, Jack opened his eyes. He was sweating like a pig, swear dripping off his face and onto his legs as torso. Had he just...? He had just had a fucking sex dream about Alex.

Everything was sore and stiff, even Jack's little "friend." He considered jacking off, but that would be weird considering Darryl was in the next bed over and that Jack had just dreamt about giving one of his friends a blow job.

Silently, Jack crept out of bed and went out of the doorway. He tiptoed to the bathroom and pushed the door open. It was absolutely deserted, and Jack ran over to the sinks and splashed freezing water onto his face.

He was still hard, and he thought about jerking off again, but it was still a creepy thought. Jack filled his mind with completely nonsexual, disturbing things trying to stop this. Eventually he seemed better, so he walked back to his room and got back into bed. He knew he wouldn't be sleeping tonight, so instead, he watched the sun come up and thought about Alex.