'Well, I suppose I'd go low in the draft or might even have to sign on as a free agent,' Lenny acknowledged. 'For sure it would wreck getting much of a bonus. But I think they'd finally wind up respecting me for being honest, especially after they saw how I can run through tacklers. But why talk about it now? Since I met you it's a dead issue. As a hetero I'll probably go in the first or second round.'
I shivered, thinking of the sheer power that rippled through his athletic body as I imagined him running down the field for a long gain. In addition, I was enthralled by the equal power of his openness and honesty. Leo had been right – this kid was exceptionally sensitive and intelligent. I couldn't believe I was lucky enough to have found, this luscious combination of body and mind.
'Did you ever think anything like this could happen to you?' I asked.
'Never,' he admitted. 'But I've got to be as honest about this as I was trying to be about being gay. You've got to be true to whatever turns you on or you're nothing in this world.'
'Amen,' I swooned, captivated by his depth.
'Well, here we are,' he said, pulling the car to a stop.
'But we're at the university,' I said in surprise as I sat up and I looked out the window. 'Why are we stopping here?'
'He's a teacher and he has a late class tonight,' Lenny said. 'That's why I wasn't with him tonight. I got horny being alone and went out cruising and…'
'Turned straight.'
'Right on,' he said as a big grin spread across his handsome face. 'And just to be sure it's no fluke, why don't you give me a quicky blow-job before we get out of the car. After I come maybe I won't be so nervous.'
I chuckled at his boyishness and lost no time in filling his request. Down on him in an instant, I covered his cock with my mouth, sucking it to make it hard.
I could hear him gritting his teeth as I blew him with pistoning fury. Jacking him off with my lips, I made his cock jump inside my mouth, swelling to ultimate hardness.
'Oh, God, suck me… suck me…' he moaned. 'Make me come in your mouth.'
My fingers were clutching at his balls, feeling them chum against my fingers. Cum was brewing at an astonishing rate inside them, just waiting to be unleashed down my throat.
'Oh, God, I'm coming!' he screamed with joy. 'I'm really coming!'
Sperm filled my mouth, cascading down my throat. Incredibly, the onslaught of his cum was even greater than it had been before. I guessed you really had to be in shape to be an All-American.
When his cock had finally shriveled, I licked it dean so he could stuff it back into his pants without sticking to his shorts. I knew he was ready to make his stand now, squirming in his seat as I licked off the remaining drops of cum.
'Okay, let's go see him,' Lenny said, pushing his meat into his fly. 'There's no paint in stalling. The sooner we have this out of the way, the sooner we'll be back at my apartment in the sack.'
'I'm with you!' I gushed enthusiastically.
Then, all of a sudden, he looked at me with a kind of funny expression.
'What's wrong?' I asked.
'Don't you have anybody you want to tell about us?' be asked. 'What about your husband?'
'That jerk,' I snorted. 'I'll send him a postcard.'
'Isn't that kind of cruel?'
'I wish I felt the sense of responsibility and commitment that you do, Lenny, but you're relating to your lover,' I explained. 'I just have to think about my husband. And, believe me, there's a world of difference.'
'Okay, whatever you say,' he said, opening the car door. 'Let's go get this over with.'
I followed him out the door and we started to walk across the campus hand in hand. Familiar with the grounds from having been there with Leo occasionally, I recognized the group of buildings on the hill we were heading toward as the Cooperman Complex. Leo taught in one of those buildings it seemed to me.
However, before I could stop to think about the irony of it all, Lenny stopped me in my tracks with a stunning remark. 'It just occurred to me,' he said, 'you've changed my life and I don't even know your name.'
My name! I had never exchanged names with anybody I'd hitched with. Now I had broken my rule about knowing the identity of one of my partners, but my identity was still a mystery. Except for Firebomb, who was a horse, after all, my many lovers had just been nothing more than cocks as far as I was concerned. Now Lenny was calling on me to get truly involved with his soul as well as his magnificent body.
Something inside of me didn't want to give up the luxury of my anonymity. But, on the other hand, how could expect Lenny to trust me when I wouldn't even tell him who I was?
'You do have a name, don't you?' he laughed nervously in the face of my obvious apprehension. 'Amanda,' I blurted, trembling as tough I had just plunged myself into a vat of ice-cold water. There, I had done it!
'You're just as frightened as I am,' he said compassionately, putting his arms around me.
'Yes,' I admitted.
'I know this sounds dumb,' he said, 'but I'm kind of happy to hear that.'
'Why?' I asked, puzzled.
'I thought maybe because you're older than me that maybe… well… you know… you might think it was stupid I was so nervous. But you are too.'
Bolstered by our common emotion, hand in hand we walked briskly toward the Cooperman Complex, buoying up each other's confidence. Anybody who had seen us would have been sure we were a typical campus couple, coming from studying late at the library on the eve of mid-terms.
In the complex lobby we stopped while Lenny stooped over and got a drink of water. I fidgeted while I waited itching to get this over with.
What kind of man was Lenny's lover? I imagined a soft, chubby, weak-chinned man, incongruously outfitted with the big dick Lenny had mentioned, trying to bide from the world that he was a queen while his secret was written all over him.
The confrontation would be pitiful, I was sure. However, hurting somebody's feelings was the lesser evil to failing to be true to oneself. Lenny was just a kid with his whole life in front of him. For him to tie up the rest of his life in being gay when he now lusted for cunt would be an abomination. His lover would survive. He'd find another cock to suck on the sly. Leo had told me plenty about what students would do for a passing grade.
'Which wing is your, uh, friend in?' I asked.
'Philosophy.'
Automatically I turned ninety degrees and started toward the appropriate, corridor, pulling Lenny with me.
'Are you a student here?' he said with surprise. 'A teacher?'
'What do you mean?'
'You know the way.'
Of course I did. Leo was a Professor of Medieval Philosophy.
'Oh… well… I, uh, audited a course here once,' I lied.
He nodded his head, accepting my fib, and led me down the hall. I wondered if coincidence was so rampant that Leo would be actually working late tonight instead of shacking up with his coed. When we passed his office – 302 – I would take a quick look under the door and see if his light was on.
The further we walked down the hall the more excited I got. My heart was in my throat, my pulse throbbing wildly. The irony of what was happening was like a physical stimulus, making beads of sweat pop out on my forehead.
In the 200's I had to stop to catch my breath.
'Is there anything wrong?' Lenny asked as I pulled him to a halt. 'Scared?'
I nodded my head. Then I changed my mind and shook it. 'No, not scared,' I said. 'More like excited. More like when you open his door something incredible is going to happen. I can't explain it, I just feel that way.'
'Well, I'm just plain scared,' Lenny admitted. 'This isn't going to be easy. There's no telling what he'll do.'
'What could he do?'
'Keep me from graduating by flunking me in his class.'
'But he couldn't do that,' I said. 'After all, you're an All-American football player. The school wouldn't let you
