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finally made eye contact with Dustin and he could tell something—a wall of some sort—tumbled within him. “Yeah, I can squeeze you in tomorrow. Would ten in the morning work?”
    Dustin tried not to let his erupting joy show on his face. “My history class ends at ten, so I might be a few minutes late, but I’ll be here!” He inwardly kicked himself for being too exuberant.
    Kyle smiled and packed his things back into his bag.
    “Thank you for your help, by the way.”
    “No problem.”
    Dustin didn’t want this special time to end. “So, did you say you’re in fourth year?”
    Kyle zipped up his bag and sat it back down on the floor at his feet. “Yeah. My final year of my honors undergrad.”
    Dustin did some mental calculations. Assuming Kyle started university right after high school, it would put him at about age twenty-one or twenty-two.
    “And you?” Kyle said. “You’re doing first year courses? You don’t look eighteen.”
    “No, I’m twenty. I worked full time for a couple years to reduce the amount of student debt I had to take on.”
    “Wise man,” Kyle said. “I’m twenty-two, by the way. Are you planning to pursue math?”
    Dustin laughed. “If I did, I think it wouldn’t bode well for me if I can’t do elementary row operations.” Kyle chuckled and his heart swelled at the sight of that happy face. “I’m trying a few different areas. I’ve been eyeing the international development program and might look into it for next year.”
    “Ah, a man out to better the world. All I long to do is crunch some numbers, maybe solve a hypothesis or two.” Kyle glanced at the time on his phone. “I really have to go now. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    As he grabbed the straps of his backpack, Dustin was suddenly acutely aware of how his dick and balls ached for release, how they longed to be held or sucked by Kyle, or maybe even up the jock’s ass, though he didn’t peg him for a bottom, despite the pleasure he got from having his anus teased.
    When Kyle stood up and swung his pack over his shoulder, the tight shirt stretched even more snugly across his beautiful chest and the bottom hem rose just enough to give a glimpse of the fine line of golden hair below his belly button. With his eyes drawn down there, Dustin couldn’t help but notice the significant bulge contained within Kyle’s pants—confirmation he wasn’t the only one flustered and turned on for the past hour.
    Dustin didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, so he tore his eyes from his crotch. Kyle adjusted his pants, minimizing the protrusion.
    “See you tomorrow.”
    Dustin nodded. His groin ached, begging for release. He pulled out his phone to check the time. Jason should still be in class for another hour, so Dustin would have some privacy in their room if he hurried.
    He shoved his things into his bag, flung it on his back, and walked quickly back to his dorm. As he hoped, Jason chose to actually attend class, leaving their small space empty.
    Dustin fired up his laptop, unzipped his jeans and shoved them down around his knees along with his briefs, and sat in his desk chair. He typed in the address of his favorite clip site and set the volume to low. Within seconds he found a short video titled, “Twink takes jock in the ass,” and hit play.
    The twink, with a tight and lean body, knelt on all fours as the muscular jock shoved his extra-large cock into his tight, shaved ass. Dustin grasped his dick in his hand as the screen shifted to a close-up of the cock sliding in and out of the hole. The twink moaned with pleasure and the jock grunted with aggression.
    He stroked up and down in time with the thrusting on-screen. Dustin closed his eyes and the jock pounding the twink filled his mind, but it evolved. It shifted. In his mind, Kyle thrust into Dustin.
    He’d only done anal twice—unpleasant and painful both times—but something about Kyle made him want to take him inside his body, to get as close to him as he