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Ghost in the Stacks Ch. 01
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you please read no further. For everyone else I hope you enjoy the story.
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Hmm. Feels sweet. Been practicing? It actually felt pretty good. Louis wasn t lying about that part. Of course he d had better blowjobs in his illustrious career but some of the young bucks needed a bit of encouragement from time to time. This one a young man named Brad who played baseball for the college team had been showing an increased proficiency in his cock-smoking. Brad was an all-American boy with almost stereotypical white-bread good looks. Louis had gone for that type quite a bit recently and he thought this one was particularly cute.
They had met on the fifth floor of the Edding s Hall Library as was Louis s standard method of operation. Louis was without any shadow of a doubt the homosexual alpha male at the large coastal university he attended. Hell he was probably one of the dominant males of any sexual orientation. He was six feet two inches tall of erection-inducing perfection. He had long luxurious brown hair that reached the middle of his back framing his stern face green eyes and an immaculately groomed goatee. He almost always dressed all in black. Not because he was making a statement but rather because he thought it looked cool. Like many young gay men he had an affinity for working out and he wasn t lacking in the muscle department. He had an air of confidence about him which was probably justified. He was confident because he knew exactly what he was capable of. When people met Louis they invariably wound up with one of two images for him. They thought he resembled the classic paintings of Christ or they thought he was the living embodiment of the Devil. Both could be accurate depictions depending on Louis s mood.
His brief reverie was broken by the sound of gagging. Brad had succeeded in taking most of Louis s eight inches down his throat and Louis appreciated the effort. He placed one hand on his charge s head and started setting his own pace. All Brad had to do was relax his mouth and throat. Damn the boy s mouth is hot he thought. The blonde athlete had been sucking his cock for about ten minutes surrounded by books on theology. Louis found the setting strangely poetic.
Where do you want it? he whispered. In the mouth or all over your face? Brad didn t even think about it. He kept the head of Louis s cock in between his lips and began stroking the shaft. Not to quick or hard thought Louis. The boy is learning. He may be entitled to something special next time. About then a soft groan escaped the dark-haired young man s lips as a torrent of cum blasted into Brad s mouth filling it to the crest. Don t swallow yet he warned. It took a few moments for his dick to stop pulsing and ejecting fluid. Now tuck me back in and zip me up before you swallow. Keep your mouth open so I can see. Brad gently maneuvered Louis s impressive tool back into his slacks and closed up the fly all the while keeping his open mouth pointed skyward. Louis wasn t sure why but he had always found the sight of an attractive man s mouth filled with jizz to be somewhat beautiful. Okay go ahead. It took a couple of gulps but Brad sucked down the entire load.
Fuck that was good.
I ll say. You ve gotten pretty damn good at that.
Good enough to warrant being on the receiving end?
Louis smiled. Don t get smug. You re not THAT cute he said. Despite the description of him so far Louis was actually fairly well liked. He was confident but never quite crossed the line into arrogant. He never lied to the guys he was with and actually treated (most of) them with respect. He just liked sex with no commitments. Anyone who understood that and passed the hotness test was okay in his book. Got a game this weekend?
Yep said Brad wiping white residue from the corners of his mouth. We re playing against State.
How s the pitching match-up looking?
I wouldn t bet against us. Gonna be there?
Sorry. I promised to spend time with Katie this weekend. Maybe next home game though.
Shit. So Brad said glancing away when do you think you might be available again?
Louis was still smiling. He had the boy hooked but he d better remind him of the rules. I ll be available when I m available. Don t go getting a crush on me. He did give the man a friendly hug feeling the tightness of Brad s jeans. He caressed Brad s crotch once lightly with his hand and felt the boy s entire body tingle. And you might want to go home and take care of that. He could tell that Brad would probably give anything for that touch to linger but sometimes you had to make them wait. This was part of the game Louis loved to play.
Then he heard the sound of book covers sliding against one another close by. Brad looked alarmed but Louis knew what this was. He heard footsteps moving rapidly away but the acoustics of the building made identifying the direction almost impossible. Don t worry. I think I know who that was and he won t say a thing if he saw anything. He ushered a still worried looking Brad off down the aisle before leaving himself in the other.
Who the hell is that guy? he muttered to himself as he wandered the dimly lit pathways between the stacks. Despite his claims to Brad Louis had no clue as to the exact identity of the voyeur. It wasn t the first time he had been spied on in the library. It seemed that every time he brought one of his boy-toys up here that he wasn t alone. A brief look at a gray coat or pull-down wool cap her and there had been enough to convince him it was the same person each time. But whoever it was had apparently decided not to out any of the young men who had made their way to that corner of the library in Louis s company so Louis wasn t too concerned. Maybe whoever it was just liked to watch. Still . . . he said . . . I would like to have word with my mysterious phantom.
He descended the stairs and slunk out past the information desk and through the front doors. The night air held the scent of rain and was crisply cold. He loved nights like that. He tossed one end of his scarf back over his shoulder and headed to his car. He had one of those sweet sports cars that psychologists would claim was compensation for something. He peeled out of the parking lot and headed for the apartment that he shared with his younger sister. Some people might think that living with a younger sibling while at college might cramp his style. It did but he didn t care. He adored his baby sister. Katie was in many ways his opposite. She was almost diminutive in stature was fairly reserved in her dating habits and preferred long romantic relationships to casual sex. Sometimes Louis wondered if she was adopted.
She was sitting on their luxurious leather sofa when he walked through the door. The entire apartment was furnished and paid for by their parents both of whom were corporate executives. Their mother headed one of the few remaining telecom companies that hadn t gotten caught up in accounting scandals and their father was the CEO of a pharmaceutical corporation. Both of their children had grown up in the world of corporate politics. Unlike some people Louis had developed a genuine taste for it regardless of the wishes of his parents. He loved the intrigue and the mind games associated with big business. Katie on the other hand had little interest in such things. It was her goal in life to become a teacher and Louis knew that she would be great at it. She had genuine concern for other people even those she hardly knew. He might tease her outrageously but she knew she had her brother s support.
Off on another conquest? she said glibly putting down her book. You know never mind . . . I don t want to know.
Are you sure? I could go into it in detail.
That s quite all right.
He plopped down next to her and lay his head in her lap causing her to almost instinctively start playing with his hair like she had done since they were kids.
Penny for your thoughts? she asked.
He sighed. The phantom was there again tonight.
She smiled. This ghost of a human being had been haunting his thoughts for months. His exploits had actually showed signs of slowing recently. He didn t like not being in control of things. Your own secret admirer. How sweet.
Or my own private stalker. Do me a favor sweet? Take your boyfriend . . . John is it? . . . Take him to the library take him for a spin and see if anyone s watching you . . . Ouch! The last part came when his younger sister grabbed his nose and pulled on it.
My sex life is not to be used as part of one of your schemes. And you know perfectly well that his name is Robert. We ve been seeing each other for six months.
I could have sworn his name was . . .
Robert she interrupted. Robert.
He grinned at her. Actually he had known that. And despite his tendency to make the young man incredibly uncomfortable Louis like his sister s boyfriend. He was a decent sort the kind that held the door open for her and stood up when she left the table. If he had been anything BUT decent Louis was more than capable of running him off. He had done it before.
Fine he muttered with a faked sense of irritability. I ll draw him out myself. I just need to find some young buck . . .
What about Stan? his sister interjected causing him to smile even wider. Katie absolutely LOVED Stan the dark-skinned beauty of Jamaican heritage who was also the student body president. Stan and Louis had hooked up a couple of times as friends over the last few years. Neither had been looking for a relationship and any attempt to form one would have ended in disaster. Both men had fairly dominant personalities making such extended relationships impossible. But Stan was the quintessential gentleman and he had charmed Louis s sister every which way but loose. Louis knew that she had her little dreams of he and Stan becoming an item but she also knew in her heart that it wasn t going to happen.
No not Stan. Though I wouldn t mind taking a ride . . .
Ahem!
. . . in his car. You have a dirty mind. Did you know that? Anyhow he s been banging some freshman up at the registrar s office for a month now. Sorry sweets.
Katie sighed. I haven t given up hope on you you know. I still think you might be happier if you find just one guy . . .
I know what you think dear. That s not what I m interested in right now. Maybe someday but I have every intention of enjoying my misspent youth. But I always believe in keeping my options open.
Your options and your bedroom door Katie said with a smirked. Speaking of bedrooms it s late and I m going to bed.
Why? Do you have a class in being an old biddy tomorrow?
Louis should have known better than to push his luck with his sister as she proceeded to roll him off the sofa and unceremoniously onto the floor. They were both laughing as she stepped over him and headed to her room. Louis lay on the floor for a bit longer his thoughts returned to the mysterious entity at the library.
I guess if you want something done right . . . he started before wandering off the bed himself.
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The next day . . .
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Although he intended to keep his promise and spend time with his sister Louis felt a burning desire to start his search for the mysterious person from the library. He left a note for Katie that he would meet her at the corner deli for lunch before heading off to the library. Whoever it was that was watching him had to spend a lot of time at the library so someone who worked there must know who he (Louis assumed it was a he ) was. There was a pretty young woman with thick glasses standing at the counter when he arrived. She must have drawn the short straw when they doled out hours that week to be working on Saturday morning.
Hi he said as he approached. She looked up and flushed a little. He had that effect on people. He broke out his smooth-operator voice to speed things along. I was wondering if you could help me with something he practically purred.
I ll do what I can she stammered.
I found this on the fifth floor last night but there s no identification in it he said holding up a wallet. I thought I saw the guy who dropped it but he disappeared before I could return it to him. I think I ve seen him in her before dressed in gray with a stocking cap . . .
Oh that s Johan the girl explained. Louis blinked at her. This was much easier than he expected.
Johan? he said regaining his voice.
Yeah. Johan Smythe. He practically lives here. I think he s read everything in the library at one point or another. He s got to read them here because he never checks anything out. Her eyes shot open. I probably shouldn t be discussing personal information with you. Please don t tell anyone? She looked genuinely concerned. He didn t think it would help to point out that she hadn t really given out anything exactly top-secret.
Don t worry he said grabbing her hand and giving it a quick kiss. That got her blushing again. But could you tell me if he s here? This is a big library after all and I d hate to go searching for him if he isn t here.
I haven t seen him yet but that doesn t mean anything. He usually sneaks in without anyone noticing. We just catch glimpses of him all day. Sometimes I think he s just a ghost haunting the place. She giggled at her own attempt at humor.
Well do you have any way I could get a hold of him? An address or a phone number?
I m sorry she said with genuine sincerity. I can t give out that sort of information. If you d like to leave it here . . .
I d like to make sure it s his first. If he comes looking for it give him my number. Louis wrote the number down knowing the guy would never call. Why should he? It was Louis s wallet. Well I gotta go. Got a hot day with a nice young man from Texas he said mostly so she didn t think of using that number for her own purposes. She had actually been really nice and he didn t want to lead her on.
Okay. I ll ask him if I see him she said glancing at her shoes.
Thanks again he said. You ve been an angel. Then he left to have lunch with his sister.
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Later that afternoon . . .
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After a satisfying lunch Louis and Katie were sitting on the second floor of their favorite mall staring down at people on the first floor. The siblings had a game they liked to play where one would pick a person out of the crowd while the other would have to invent the story of the target s life. The tales got more and more outrageous the longer they played. Louis had been the last to choose and had spotted a woman in her fifties with a beehive hairdo coming out of an Everything s-A-Dollar store. Katie was elaborating on the unfortunate set of circumstances leading up to the individual s sex-change operation when she realized that her brother was just staring off into space.
Louis? She waved her hand in front of his face bringing him back into reality. I had to listen to you drone on about the secret agent with a superfluous third nipple so you could at least pay attention to my story.
Sorry. It was a delightful story I m sure.
Darn you. Now we ll never find out how she got over her fear of green-colored jello. She squinted her eyes. Seeing as you have the attention span of gnat whatever it is that s bothering you has to be something recent. She acted like she was staring really hard into his head. And since you have the morals of an alley cat it can t be romantic in nature. That must mean you re still obsessing over your stalker.
How DO you do that?
I ve known you my whole life. It s a sister s prerogative.
I just don t like being spied on that s all. It s disconcerting.
Then maybe just maybe . . . you should stop having your adventures in a public building for the entire world to see.
He glanced sideways at her. You are absolutely no fun.
Fine she said throwing up her hands. But don t come crying to me when he turns out to be a raving sociopath and shows up wanting to show you the human finger he keeps locked in plastic bag.
No wonder you always win our game. You know you have a sick imagination for a prude.
Prude? No . . . I m not going to get into this conversation with you. She placed a finger against her lips while looking thoughtful. By the way would you mind making yourself scarce tonight? At least until midnight? Robert is coming over and I was hoping to have some snuggle time and you make him nervous.
Did you say snuggle time? Is that what they call it these days?
You be quiet. And while I may be a prude by your low standards I do have . . .
No don t say it. I d like to think you ll remain innocent forever if for no other reason than to provide cosmic balance for me. And if I actually feel that someone is taking liberties with my darling sister I might be forced to take drastic action.
Fine! Just remain gone until at least midnight. I was going to make him dinner watch a movie and then . . . she said leaning in close . . . he and I might get innocent together. At least twice.
Louis responded my maturely sticking his fingers in his ears and repeating La la la la! at the top of his voice. Katie rolled her eyes. I thought you wanted to spend time this weekend. I actually canceled plans . . .
I do. I thought we might go to the movies tomorrow. But I don t want my big brother hanging around the ENTIRE time. It cramps my style.
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Later that evening . . .
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Louis found himself sitting in the glaring lights of the university baseball park watching the home team demolish the visitors by a score of ten to one in the bottom of the eighth. He was enjoying his diet-soda and devouring a foot-long hotdog. Brad was out in left field looking bored. The boy seemed so much perkier when he had something in his mouth. Suddenly someone sat next to him. It was a very tall dark and handsome young man.
Hey Louis.
Stan! I thought you d be out tonight. What brings you here?
I like watching young men swing big sticks. What can I say?
Actually Louis said thoughtfully I was meaning to call you.
Why? Your sister still hoping we ll hook up and she finally talked you into trying? Stan s brilliantly white smile flashed for a moment. She does know what would happen if we ever tried to do that doesn t she?
Not yet but it s fun to watch her try. No actually I was wondering if you could get your friend to do something for me.
Like what? Crawl around on all fours and bark like a dog? If you want to see that drop by my apartment after the game.
And to think my sister thinks I m a pig and that you hung the moon. Seriously though I was hoping you could get your current boy-toy to look up some personal information on a student for me.
Stan looked concerned. I d rather not. That could get him in some trouble.
What? asked Louis with a grin. Don t tell me you re falling for the guy?
Stan sighed and shook his head. Just because I don t want to screw him over in a bad way doesn t mean I ve gone soft.
I know. But you know how I told you about that guy I think watches me in the library? I think I ve got his name and I d like to get a hold of him. I won t tell anyone where the information came from and I m not planning on hurting the guy. I just want to know his story that s all.
Stan looked his friend over. Louis was a lot of things but mostly he was a stand up guy particularly with the people he called his friends. I ll ask Richard if he wouldn t mind.
I d appreciate it. I just want addresses and phone numbers. No social security numbers or anything like that. And you re dating a guy named Richard? How Ivy League is that?
Stan grinned again. Not another word.
About then the game was ending. Louis wrote down the name that he wanted investigated and then the two exchanged a handshake before going their separate ways. Louis went and hung out close to the dugout as other people were filing out. He managed to catch Brad s attention and the young man s eyes widened like saucers. Louis glanced meaningfully in the direction of the library. It would only be open for another hour but they might just be able to squeeze things in.
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Half an hour later . . .
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Oh Jesus Brad muttered. The young man had rushed out of the post-game celebration and bee-lined his way to the library while still in uniform. Normally Louis waited for people . . . he didn t look for them. If he came looking it meant someone was in for a treat. Currently Louis was nibbling on Brad s earlobe while massing the baseball player s bat through his uniform. Rather than getting busy out in the stacks Louis had drawn the young man into the fifth floor bathroom. They were less likely to be disturbed and it would be harder for Louis s stalked to spy on them.
I . . . I thought you said you weren t going to be . . . oh shit . . .available.
Are you complaining? Louis asked moving his lips down the young man s neck while pushing his groin against Brad s.
God no!
Then shut up and pull your pants down. Brad did as commanded sitting on the counter with a sizeable erection straining against his jockstrap. Louis peeled the strap down revealing a beautiful uncut seven-inch cock. Louis took it in his hand with a feather-soft grip stroking it a few times. Brad was in heaven. He wasn t sure why this man who was one the most sought after men on campus had accelerated his normal schedule but Brad wasn t going to turn this opportunity down.
Louis wasn t sure why he had moved things forward either. He thought that maybe the thrill of hunting down Mr. Johan Smythe was what had gotten him going. But regardless of the reason Louis was horny. After a few more tugs his mouth engulfed the head of Brad s cock. His tongue snuck under the foreskin circled once then Louis stuffed more of the shaft into his throat.
Oh God! That feels so fuckin good Brad whispered. Louis s velvet like throat had managed to accommodate his young lover s entire member. He cupped Brad s balls gently rolling them in his hand with the greatest of care. Louis had perfected this particular art and Brad was going to be the grateful recipient of years of training. The sound of slurping and light moans filled the restroom reverberating against the tacky off-white tile. Louis loved the feeling of velvety skin passing between his lips leaving the sweet taste of pre-cum on every pass. He pulled off of Brad s cock long enough to wet one of his own fingers in his mouth. Then as her returned to sucking the athlete s root he inserted a finger into Brad s rectum. He was massing that warm cavity searching for his prostate hot spot. Once he found it (judging by the pleasurable jump it caused in Brad) he slid another finger in.
Brad s dick was as hard as steel in Louis s mouth and it seemed to be getting even stiffer as Louis explored the young man s anus. Good he thought. That means he s more likely to be receptive to what I have planned. He spent a few more minutes getting Brad ready taking the whole length down his throat before withdrawing. He took his time on the upstroke cradling the soft underside of the boy s cock with his tongue the entire way. He inhaled in one more time and then started to hum.
Oh fuck me! Brad said probably rhetorically.
If you insist. Louis stood up and Brad s eyes went wide again. Unzip me. The blonde young man did as asked fumbling nervously with the zipper. He managed to get it undone and reached in grasping Louis s rod within the confines of his slacks. Louis nibbled on his neck again. That feels good. Keep that up for a moment. You re hands were made to be wrapped around a stick. No wonder you re a good ball player. Now pull it out. The young man pulled Louis s member out through the fly. Now reach into my left pocket and pull out what s inside. Brad again did as asked and retrieved the lubricated condom that resided there. Take it out of the package and slide it on. Brad struggled for a moment trying to stretch to rubber over Louis s massive cock but he managed eventually. Now it s going to taste a little weird but I want you to suck on in now. You need to get it nice and slick for what s coming next.
Brad was obviously nervous but showed no sign of backing down. He took as much of Louis s latex-clad dick into his mouth as he good making it more slick. The small amount of lubricant that came on those condoms was insufficient by itself to avert major discomfort so Louis encouraged his lover to take his time. Soon Louis was ready to go. Stand up turn around and grab some counter he said. Brad did just that. Louis positioned the head of his cock at Brad s backdoor. Say it. Say what you want me to do right now.
Brad looked around his face carrying a mixture of apprehension and blind lust. Stick it in me. Fuck my ass. Please.
Louis was pleased. He could see Brad s hands start to tremble as Louis pushed the mushroom-like head of his member into Brad s tight little hole. Brad wasn t exactly a virgin but Louis was apparently a bit thicker than the young man s previous experiences. The initial going was incredibly slow as the ballplayer s ass was tight beyond reason. Louis leaned in and started whispering to the nervous young man.
Just relax. I know it hurts at first but do you know how good it s going to feel? Louis ran his hands up under Brad s shirt and pinched his nipples making him jump a bit. It s going to feel so good. You re going to feel like my little fuck-bunny. You want that don t you? Brad was panting for breath but still managed to grunt his assent. Yeah you like that idea. You d probably like to be everyone s friend wouldn t you? Do you fantasize about all those studs on your team? Do you dream about them cornering you in the shower and feeding you their dicks? Brad had closed his eyes and moaned slightly. Oh yeah thought Louis I m on to you. Do you wish you could have some of them sticking their big hard cocks in your throat while the rest pounded your tight little ass? Louis was privy to a number of Brad s fantasies. He enjoyed listening to the innermost sexual desires of all of his boys. It was as cathartic for the boys as it was for Louis. Sometimes hearing that sort of thing out loud made it less a dirty little secret and more of a real possibility. He knew Brad had his little gang-bang fantasy and Louis was using it to keep his lover in the mood. Finally the young man s sphincter relaxed enough for the head of Louis s cock could work its way inside. Then another inch slid in . . . then another.
Oh fuck whispered Brad in a sexual haze as his ass began relaxing. Louis watched has the boy s hands got steadier and his skin flushed red with excitement and anticipation. He was ready to take what Louis had to offer so Louis started giving it to him. Slow at first sliding all the way in from head to root. On his first few passes he would stop when he was all the way buried. He would wait until Brad got impatient. Fuck me. Damn it just fuck me! Louis would smile and then do it again out in and wait. Finally he got tired and started fucking with a nice and steady rhythm and the sound of skin slapping skin started bouncing off the bathroom walls.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck muttered Brad. Louis wrapped his arms around the young man s torso with one hand going to play with his chest while the other grasped Brad s rock-hard shaft. Louis pumped away for ten minutes or so. Every time Brad got close to release Louis would slow the tempo and squeeze the base of Brad s cock. Then he would pick up again. Finally they heard an announcement over the intercom that the library would be closing in a few minutes.
Louis decided it was time for the game to end. As he increasing his rate of fucking savoring the greedy grip of his young stud s ass he started stroking Brad s flesh pole just as rapidly.
Fuck I m gonna cum whispered Brad. Louis stopped playing with the boy s nipples long enough to cup that hand and place it directly in front the now-purple head of Brad s member. The young man lost his load spurting a tremendous amount of white stuff into Louis s hand. Louis stayed buried in Brad s ass for this part as he didn t want to spill a drop. When Brad s cock twitched for the last time and Louis had stroked the last drop of cum from the depths of the boy s balls Louis lifted his cupped hand to Brad s lips.
C mon drink it down. It s good for you he whispered wickedly. Brad opened his mouth and Louis poured the contents of his hand in. Now swallow while I fuck you some more. He heard the gulping sound emanate from Brad s throat as he started fucking the young man s ass again. It only took a minute before Louis s cum was filling the inside of the condom. He slowly withdrew from Brad s ass as he stroked the young man s butt cheeks. That was sweet.
Tell me about it the young man replied turning around to help remove the condom from Louis s shrinking but sensitive rod. He tossed the condom in the trash then leaned over to lick and suck the residue from his partner s cock. Louis moaned gently. The boy had some skill that was for sure. Then Brad gently inserted that cock back into its hiding place and zipped Louis up before pulling up his own pants and jock strap.
Louis gave the young man a quick grab on his muscular ass. You definitely have improved. Listen I m probably going to be out of action for a few weeks. I have some things I need to take care of. I think it s time you made your move on that reporter you keep telling me about. Brad had the hots for one of the sports reporters for the school paper. Unbeknownst to Brad Louis had checked him out and found he and Brad indeed played for the same team. Louis smiled at the now blushing Brad. I m sure he ll give you a good review. The two young men hurried out of the library not caring about being seen together at that time. As they emerged from the front doors Louis looked back. He would almost have sworn that he saw a human form silhouetted by the lights in the lobby before those lights were extinguished for the night.
Hello Mr. Johan Smythe he thought to himself. Pleased to see you again.
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The following Monday . . .
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The rest of the weekend was uneventful. He and Katie saw a double feature at the local multi-plex before an extravagantly expensive Italian dinner. But when Monday rolled around Louis was sitting around the student union checking out the freshmen when he got a call on his cell phone from Stan. Richard had gotten the information Louis had asked for but there were some oddities. Stan was bringing his boy down to give Louis the information face to face.
Cute said Louis to himself. Stan s actually going to introduce me to this guy. They MUST be getting serious whatever that cock-knocker says.
When the two guilty parties arrived Louis was a little surprised. Richard was a thin man albeit handsome. He wasn t scrawny but he just didn t have that athletic look that Stan usually went for. The boy must be packing an elephant s trunk in his trousers to make Stan this serious about him. Richard handed Louis a manila envelope with a trembling hand. Louis smiled at him.
Don t worry. Whatever this rascal has said about me is probably a bold-faced lie. This got Richard to laugh.
Dumbass was Stan s contribution.
Anyone but me feel like we re playing spies in an old sixty s movie? Louis opened the packet as the three of them walked outside. So what s so unusual? There s more stuff here than I really needed.
Richard started to look excited. At first everything seemed in order. Then I noticed the stuff that wasn t there.
Such as?
Such as anything except the absolute basic necessities. He s never applied for a parking sticker. He s never checked out a book which is weird considering where you ve seen him. He s never participated in any clubs.
That s weird said Louis but not exactly second-gunman-on-the-grassy-knoll material.
Yeah but then I just casually checked out some other stuff. Look at his social security number. Yeah I know you said you didn t want to see it but it struck me as odd.
Louis scanned the page with the personal information. 700-12-3456. The last series is kind of odd for someone to have sequential numbers like that.
Actually that wasn t the odd part. I m a bit of a political history geek otherwise I might not have picked up on it. What s strange is that first sequence.
What s strange about 700 ?
Nothing. If you re a railroad worker born before 1963. That prefix hasn t been used for more than forty years and his age is listed as twenty.
Louis frowned. I seriously doubt that I m being stalked by someone in his forties or fifties. Which means . . .
Identity fraud. Normally we would only get an error in the system if it were a prefix that had NEVER been used. This guy picked a number that he knew wouldn t set off the system but that he knew no one else would have.
I wonder if any of the rest of this is useful. Well the transcript will tell me what classes he s taking and I can check to see if the permanent address is any good.
Nope. Unless you re the president of the United States.
He didn t?!? Yep 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. Cute.
Phone number is bogus too. Has a 555 area code. And look at the high school name on his transcript.
You ve got to be kidding. Hogwarts High School? The guy s a wizard now?
Apparently he made his entire history appear out of thin air. I think he was amusing himself. Listen as bizarre as this stuff is I can t say anything. Otherwise I ll have to explain why I was looking for it in the first place.
No stress said Louis. I just wanted to talk with him. Now I m REALLY intrigued. He looked over at Stan. This one s a keeper he said pointing his thumb at Richard. Richard blushed. Stan just shook his head grinning the entire time.
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A few days later . . .
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Unfortunately for Louis most of Johan Smythe s classes overlapped with his own. He had to wait until the following Friday until he had an opportunity to lay in wait. Apparently Mr. Smythe was taking an advanced drawing class. So do you consider yourself a Renaissance man? asked Louis of himself. If not then what kind of man are you? You enjoy art and spying on people fucking in the library. What else do you do?
Louis was sitting on a park bench underneath a tree outside the exit from the art department that was most directly in the path to the library. He was following a hunch that his voyeur would probably take the shortest path from point A to point B. People began pouring out and Louis found himself realizing that he had overlooked something. All of the art classes were getting out at the same time and a flood of people came streaming out the door. But Louis kept his eyes open for someone wearing gray including a stocking cap. Finally one such person caught his eye. And then that person stared back.
The young man was actually quite striking if a tad effeminate. High cheekbones and pale skin framed eyes that were so dark that their color wasn t discernable from that distance. His body was covered so all that Louis could tell was that he wasn t particularly bulky. He had an almost white scar running from below one eye to the corner of his lips . . . his incredibly soft inviting looking lips. As their gazes connected the young man s eyes opened wide then quickly shifted away as he kept on walking. Louis debated pursuing him but he didn t want to rush things. He wanted to make absolutely sure. He wandered into the art building and wandered around. There were a lot of lockers in there for students to keep their supplies in so as to not be dragging them all over campus. He looked around but not all of them were labeled.
One of those is yours isn t it Mr. Smythe? he muttered. You d never put something of yourself out there for the world to see. He found the drawing studio and noticed a sign on the door. He smiled. It was too perfect. The sign said Nude models wanted $25 per one hour session please contact the Art Department office. You like to watch? Louis asked of no one in particular. I ll let you watch.
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The following Friday . . .
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Louis had contacted the Art Department early in the week and expressed interest though he was only available at certain times. Amazingly the only class that fit into those times was the advanced drawing class. What a coincidence. The class was already set up with their paper hanging on large industrial-style easels. He had changed in the professor s office into a robe. He strode into the room with a certain amount of pomp disrobed and lay where the instructor told him. He glanced around. Most of the students were impressed. A number of young women blushed as they started laying down their charcoal foundations. Louis didn t mind. He had worked hard to make his body something that would inspire that sort of attention. But Louis only had eyes for one person.
Johan Smythe had discarded his jacket but still wore his stocking cap. His arms while not overly muscled had good definition. He had visibly blanched when the new model arrived. Louis knew he had his man. And by another coincidence he wound up in a pose where he was looking directly at the young man for the entire fifty-minute session. Johan seemed particularly pale the entire time and his hands trembled a bit. He seemed to be avoiding moving too much not wanting to come out from behind his drawing. One time he did and Louis could almost swear that he saw a swelling in the young man s cargo pants. He caught the man s attention and Louis slowly but casually licked his lips. The man quickly hid back behind his drawing. A few minutes before the end of class the instructor dismissed Louis while she talked to the class. He hurried back to her office changed into his normal clothes and hurried back. He waited outside the door for class to be dismissed. By some stroke of luck the young man in gray was the last to leave. As he emerged from the room he saw Louis leaning against the wall. The two stared at each other once again.
Pleased to meet you said Louis softly. Won t you guess my name? Louis had always loved the Rolling Stones and that particular line felt awfully appropriate at the moment.
I . . . I . . .I . . . stammered the man.
Johan Smythe I presume?
How did you know . . . I mean yes. Johan looked incredibly suspicious.
Louis decided to put another card on the table. Listen I was wondering if you could help me. What is the quickest way to get to the library from here? Johan s face turned even paler which Louis hadn t thought possible. I need to check out a book on theology. I understand they re on . . .
. . . the fifth floor finished Johan. I think it would be really silly to keep up this game for any length of time. I know who you are and somehow you know who I am. When he wasn t being shocked Johan apparently had a hard time meeting Louis s gaze. His voice was gentle but elegant.
Well I figured that since you spent so much time watching me that I might make it easier on you.
Johan blushed. He looked like he wanted to bolt but was too afraid to try.
I guess Louis continued that I d like to know why?
When you see two guys having sex in the library you tend to notice.
Maybe. Once or twice could just be coincidental. Louis moved a little closer forcing the young Johan to press himself against the wall. More than that becomes a little suspicious. My question is do you like to watch me? He took another step towards Johan who was trembling all over. Louis put one hand on either side of the mysterious young man s head and leaned in very close. Or are you interested in more than watching?
A series of emotions played across Johan s face. First there was a mixture of longing and fear. Then realization set in though realization of what Louis couldn t fathom. Then there was plain and simple panic. Johan ducked out of Louis s clutches and literally ran out of the building. Louis strolled out after him. Johan was heading towards the library right as rain. Louis felt kind of like Pepe Le Pew pursuing some hapless cat with a white stripe painted down its back. I am on to you my little wildflower he said in his worst French accent.
He entered the lobby looking around. Louis began to think that he should have hurried things along as his quarry was nowhere in sight and it was a large library to search. Then he thought things over. The young man wouldn t run upward. There was no way to escape if he went upstairs. Young Johan would probably still be on the bottom floor. But in which direction? Louis noticed that the young lady he had spoken to the previous week. He put on his most winning smile and wandered over to her.
She looked up from her reading and blushed a little. Hello. Did you get a chance to talk to Johan about the wallet?
No he purred but it turns out the wallet belonged to someone else anyway. But I did get to talk to him about some of his artwork and I was thinking about helping him out by buying one of his drawings.
He draws? the girl said in wonderment.
Yes. Anyway I just saw him coming in here and I was hoping to speak with him for a moment. Do you know which way he went?
Yes she said shyly. I think he was heading towards the reference section.
Thank you. Once again you ve been too kind he said as he wandered off in the direction indicated. When he arrived at the reference area he didn t see his prey. Not surprising he thought. Mr. Smythe has been hiding for a long time I d imagine. He wandered around looking for sudden movements but not seeing any. He realized his target had probably gone to ground somewhere. . . . gone to ground he thought again. The young man had been fairly pale. And what was the best place to avoid the sun? Underground! He looked around for a few minutes. There was no way out of this section that didn t involve heading back out to the lobby. There were several doors that looked like they lead to offices and such. Then something caught his eye. Back in a corner next to some broken microfiche machines that were gathering dust was a door. There was no exit sign above it but it did have one of those bars across it that was supposed to sound an alarm when the door was opened. Louis stopped to think about the layout of the outside of the building. He didn t remember there being a door on the outside of the building at that location. So if it wasn t an exit why was there an emergency bar? And where did that door lead. Louis thought he knew the answer. It led to Johan Smythe.
This is so much fun! he said to himself. He examined the door. Checking out the ceiling it appeared that there MIGHT have been an exit sign but it had been carefully removed. Don t want anyone accidentally stumbling into your hide out do you? Well here goes nothing. Louis pushed on the handle. Nothing. No noise whatsoever. There wasn t even a creaking noise as the door swung inward. Louis poked his head through. He found a stairwell leading both up and down. The stairwell going up seemed to lead to a dummy wall after one flight. Leading down there seemed to be an open door leading directly under the reference section. Louis slowly closed the door and descended the stairs glancing through the doorway at the bottom.
He found himself gazing into a small room. Louis wasn t sure what it had been used for but it was currently being used as residential quarters. There appeared to be a bathtub/shower against the far wall with a horribly ugly circular shower curtain. There was a small table with a television and microwave on it and there appeared to be a large number of drawings covering the walls. There was what appeared to be a camping cot against one wall next to what appeared to be another corridor. Johan Smythe was sitting on that cot his face in his hands.
I LOVE what you ve done with the place said Louis with a grin as he walked in. He was impressed by Johan s reaction. Up until that point Louis was under the impression that only domestic housecats could jump that far up in the air from a sitting position but Johan proved him wrong. If there had been something to grab onto on the ceiling the young man probably would have grabbed on to it and clung to the roof. I m a little curious how you ve gotten away with it.
Johan Smythe was standing on his creaky cot looking for all the world like a rabbit cornered by a wolf. He wasn t far off in his assessment. Please he practically whispered don t tell anyone. I . . . I don t have anywhere else to go.
Louis may have been a bit cocky but he wasn t an evil man. But he was still curious. Don t worry. As long as you re not up to mischief I don t see why anyone but me needs to know where you are. Initially I just wanted to know why you were watching me he said with a knowing look causing Johan to avert his gaze and blush slightly. Now I m REALLY curious about you. He glanced over the young man s lithe form wondering how many cards he wanted to put down on the table. Listen I do know some stuff about you so there s no point lying about the rest. He sat down on the bed next to a still nervous Johan and leaned against the wall. For instance I know you lied to the university about your identity your address your background . . .
Johan sat down dejectedly next to him. I figured you had something. Otherwise you wouldn t have shown up at class today. So . . . what do you want.
Tell me how it is you came to be here Louis say with genuine curiosity.
Johan sighed. Well . . . God how do I start this? Well I guess the beginning would work. I take it you ve seen my transcript then?
Yep. Hogwarts High School ? That was cute.
I was reading the third book at the time. Well I never graduated high school. Actually I never attended high school. I ve pretty much been homeless since I was fourteen. My mom ran off after I was born and my dad lost his job cause he showed up drunk all the time. He died of pneumonia about four years ago.
Louis suddenly wished he hadn t pressed the issue. He didn t see how this story was going to have a happy ending
But I learned a long time ago that there are certain places you could go if you needed to find a safe place to sleep for the night and land-grant universities are one of them. Once I was on my own I actually stayed over at Porter Hall for a while. They never locked most of the classrooms. I was always around but no one ever noticed me. I saw all these people getting their education and going places. I didn t want to live in alleys and basements for the rest of my life. So I got to know as much as I could about the university. That s when I started spending time at the library. If you don t check books out no one ever questions you there. I found out that this university did a lot of construction back in the sixties when America was still in the middle of a nuclear scare. There were bomb shelters and tunnels everywhere. When the eighties rolled around a lot of the openings to the shelters and the tunnels were closed up but not all of them. I was looking over the old plans of the university right upstairs when I discovered that there was a small shelter right here. Johan looked over at the tunnel next to the bed. That leads to a bigger room under the student union. From there you can go almost anywhere on campus without ever seeing daylight. Of course there are only a few openings that are still . . . well open. It s weird. When people don t know you re there they ll say just about anything. I eavesdropped through the air-conditioning ducts over at the registrar s office. I knew what all they needed to admit someone and I overheard one person who worked there tell someone else what they wanted their new password to be. So when the lights were out I came out through a sub-basement and into the admissions office. I logged in and created a new me. Johan Smythe had such good grades in high school he got offered a full academic scholarship.
Johan s story was cut off as Louis started to laugh. Oh . . . oh that s rich! Oh man I m impressed! That took balls! But how do live down here? And how did you get access in the first place?
Johan looked a little embarrassed. I saw a guy from the physical plant sleeping underneath a Men At Work sign. The whole thing seemed offensive to me somehow. Anyway I stole his keys and made copies. I dropped them off somewhere nearby so he would be able to find them and no one would get paranoid and start checking things out. As for paying for all this he said waving his arm towards everything in the room well some of it was creatively acquired. I got a hot water heater when they renovated the dorms. Same with the tub. The microwave and table I found outside the room of someone who was graduating and moving away. The television was a throwaway by some dork who got a new flat-screen plasma set. Getting everything hooked up took some time but I ve there s a huge number of how-to books on the third floor. I got another couple of those scholarships no one applies for because no one knows about them and I use those to pay for the meal plan and art supplies.
So you ve learned how to do all this as you went? Louis was really impressed. So what s it all for? What do you want to do with your new life?
You re gonna laugh.
Probably but that s because I find some strange things amusing.
I . . . I want to be a librarian. No one really looks at them too much there s a big demand for them and I could be surrounded by books for the rest of my life.
Louis was gazing intently at the young man. He was usually pretty good at detecting bullshit but he didn t sense any of that from Johan. Wait a minute. You said you created a new you. Johan isn t your real name is it?
It is now. It used to be John Smith.
That got Louis laughing again. That s too much! John Smith becomes Johan Smythe ?
Johan sounded cooler. I ve even got a social security card. Johan looked down. Listen I ve got a chance to actually make something of myself. Please don t tell anyone. The look in his eyes was pure fear.
Louis closed his eyes and folded his hands across his stomach. Listen I like a good mystery and you certainly qualify. I ve got one more question. What s with spying on me?
Johan started trembling again. I . . . I ve been down here a long time. I don t talk to people or . . . see anyone. The first time was just by accident. You were . . . with . . . the class president.
Stan? Oh that must have been a good show!
It was Johan spurted out maybe a little too excitedly. Then he calmed down again. You told him Same time next week? I showed up again the next week and there you were again. It was so . . . Johan caught himself saying something that he probably didn t mean to. Anyway I sort of discovered your pattern. I check in almost every evening. It s . . . as sick as this sounds watching you has been the closest thing to a relationship I ve every had.
Louis opened his eyes and looked at the very frightened young man. You do realize that eventually you ll have to learn to socialize a bit. I realize you don t want to blow your cover so to speak but how do you expect to function in a world you re hiding from. He gave him a sly smile. I could help you with that. Interested in hanging out above ground some time?
Johan looked hopeful but suspicious. Why?
As I said you intrigue me. And apparently I intrigue you. You were sporting a decent tent in your pants back at the studio.
The young man blushed from head to toe. I m so sorry you saw that. I . . . I promise I won t spy on you anymore.
Oh yes you will. I m actually flattered to have inspired that kind of interest. Louis unzipped his slacks and grabbed Johan s wrist. Johan looked surprised but didn t fight back. But wouldn t you like to feel what you ve only seen before? I ll bet you would. Louis moved Johan s hand towards the zipper and slid his hand inside. Louis was in the process of hardening when Johan wrapped a very soft hand around his member. Oh that feels good. Isn t this better than watching? The feeling was pretty incredible the gentle tentative strokes of Johan s hand and the feeling of the head of his penis rubbing against the soft material of his slacks. Johan looked captivated. Go ahead. Let the monster out and give it some air.
Johan almost gingerly pulled the entire eight inches out through the hole in Louis s trousers and continued stroking it. Louis had to hand it the young man he had talented hands. He found himself humping back against Johan s strokes causing Johan to wrap both hands around the thick shaft as he pumped away.
Does it always feel this hot? the young man asked.
Only when you re doing it right. But it might be helpful to have a sample for comparison. Louis reached down and traced a finger over the bulge in Johan s pants. He tugged at the zipper with one hand letting Johan s member pop free. It was about seven inches long and a bit thinner than Louis s but it was perfectly smooth. It was almost aerodynamic! It was the perfect cock for sliding in someone s backdoor but Louis doubted he would let things go that far. This time. Sit next to me and lean back. That s good. Now just use your left hand and I ll use my right. The two handsome young men spent several minutes jerking each other off.
Oh fuck Louis said. Ready to see some fireworks?
At that moment Johan did something a bit unexpected. He leaned over and took the head of Louis s cock in his mouth just as it exploded. Louis felt wave after wave of spunk shoot out splattering against Johan s mouth and throat. With his head coming straight down of Louis s dick Johan tried swallowing but was able to capture very little. A large amount of white goo came dribbling out from his lips and mouth. After taking a few gulps he looked up at Louis as if seeking approval. Louis looked back seeing a very beautiful young man with cum dripping from his mouth. If Johan wanted approval he had it. It was one of the sexiest things Louis could remember ever seeing.
Are you sure you haven t done this before?
Johan smiled a cream-covered smile. That was fantastic!
That was foreplay. And normally I don t do this the first time around but this time I think I ll make an exception. Why don t you get yourself a little more naked? I d like to see what I m dealing with.
Johan looked suddenly nervous again. Louis got up on his knees and started pulling his new friend s shirt over his head. Johan unbuttoned his pants so he could slide them off. Louis was impressed. The young man wasn t particularly muscular but he was certainly developed well. Little body fat and a lot of definition. Louis got a nice view of Johan s smooth tight ass. It was the ass of a schoolboy. It was an ass that made Louis s mouth water. He stood next to the bed.
Now tuck me in before we continue. Johan did as commanded. He had seen this before so he knew the drill. Then he got laid on his back and Louis knelt beside the bed. Louis took the young man s cock in his hand and stroked it while he nibbled and licked his neck and shoulder. But when Louis s lips made their way down to Johan s nipples he really began to get an effect. Each flick of the tongue against the nip caused a moan that could only be described as blissful. Louis grinned and moved over to the other nipple. He would have like to tease him for hours but he was on a mission. He kissed his way down Johan s abdomen before taking the head of the young man s cock between his experienced lips. Johan gasped. He d be doing more than that if Louis had his way and Louis ALWAYS had his way. He wrapped one hand around the base of Johan s shaft teasing the head with his tongue. He flicked the slit and applied tremendous suction with his lips. Johan was slowly pumping his hips trying to get more of his meat into Louis s maw. Louis removed his hand from the young man s shaft and lightly grasped his warm heavy balls. This also allowed him to take all of Johan s beautiful seven inches down his throat.
Oh fuck! murmured Johan. He was getting the blowjob of a lifetime by his fantasy man and it was better than he could have ever imagined.
Louis realized that he had his young lover right where he wanted him. As much as he enjoying the feeling of testicles in his hand Louis released those globes and slid one finger between Johan s legs until the tip found its target. Johan s eyes opened wide he gasped again and thrust his hips as he felt his asshole being penetrated by Louis s finger. Louis pulled up off Johan s cock for a moment. Just relax he said the devoured Johan s entire dick again.
All Johan could do was lie back and relish the sensations he was feeling for the first time. Louis had picked up his pace downing the young man s smooth cock over and over again. And the finger in his ass seemed to have a mind of its own. Then it touched a spot that made Johan actually yelp. Once Louis knew he had something he pressed it again. Another slight jump. A few more prods in the right place and a few more sucks on his cock brought Johan to the brink.
I m gonna cum he muttered. Louis pulled away from the young man s cock and started pumping it with his free hand. A second later Johan was shooting a stream that would make a fire-hose jealous. White stuff was splattering all over the young man s chest and stomach. Louis was beginning to wonder if it would go on forever. Eventually Johan s cock pulse for the last time.
Louis let the softening shaft go and placed the tip of his tong
