I walked into the engineering building for my 8 AM class on Tuesday morning and was met in the main lobby by Sue Martin. She was obviously bubbling over with news she couldn't wait to share with me. She was a close friend of mine and we'd shared a few classes together even though she was a chemical engineering major.
"Have you heard the news about Tom Braddock?" she asked conspiratorially.
My heart was in my throat. Had something bad happened to him? Had he been in
MARCH OF SPRING SEMESTER/Three months after the fight and make up sex.
"I'm glad you ladies agreed to come to supper at my apartment," I said.
"Well, Tom says you're a good cook and I've been dying to see those puppies everyone's talking about," Anne Marie laughed.
"You mean, those puppies Tom adopted for us and left me to do all the work?"
"That's a lie," Tom protested playfully. "I've do
The light flooded the room and the covers were pulled off me, leaving me naked and exposed to the coolness of the morning.
"What time is it?" I moaned.
The last thing I remembered was Tom crying himself to sleep and me lying there in a state of semi-terror, dreading the morning which apparently had arrived.
"Get your lazy ass out of bed," Tom teased.
He grabbed my foot and kissed it, then began to tickle it. I tried to get it away from
Tom's tutoring session was set for six o'clock Monday evening and I decided to go for a short run at four thirty.
"Anyone ever tell you that you run like a girl?"
Tom had pulled up beside me, in tennis shorts and a football jersey cut off midriff. He was grinning at me.
"Kiss my ass, Braddock," I snorted.
"I'd love to, it's all I can think about."
His eyes were dancing with laughter.
"You may be a big shot
When I awoke Tom was not in bed. I wondered where he'd gone until I heard in peeing in the bathroom. I got up, put on some shorts and a tee shirt, and went to the kitchen to make us some breakfast. We were not in a rush because we were both skipping classes that day to allow Tom to recuperate from his hysteria the previous day.
As I was flipping the pancakes Tom slipped up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing my neck gently. I put my free hand in his.
I guess you know you're a couple comfortable with each other when you're able to sleep in the same bed without having sex, be naked around each other without always throwing an erection. Most of all when you love someone so much that you think nothing of putting his needs before your own without resentment.
I awoke the next morning to find Tom curled into me, his face on my chest, my leg thrown over his, and my arm over his chest. We were both six five but somehow he curled into m
I usually go to the Student Center at ten every morning during the break before my eleven o'clock class. I get a midmorning snack and either study or talk with friends. Surprisingly, Tom and his girlfriend Sandy were there that morning. I'd seen them occasionally but they normally didn't frequent the center when I was there.
I watched them as they walked through the café line, both of them like royalty on show for their adoring public. I tried not to stare at Tom in his football j
"Hey, I'm Tom," he grinned. "Are you Lucas?"
"The one and only," I laughed. "Come on in."
Tom Braddock was standing in my doorway and up close he was stunning. I'd seen the college quarterback several times but never up this close. He was Adonis with perfectly sculpted brown hair, a flawless muscled body, perfect teeth and smile, and the most amazing blue eyes I'd ever seen.
"So can I come in?"
"Oh, yeah, yeah. I'm just trying to think
Beginning in our freshmen year, I had frequently seen Tom in the halls of the engineering building. We'd barely acknowledged each other although my heart always leapt into my throat when I'd see him and I'd often jack off later, fantasizing about him. I dreamed about him but said nothing to him and managed to waste over two years in quiet frustration.
Now he'd always speak to me, sometimes only wave or wink, but gone were the days of not acknowledging each other. Others now knew
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