Chapter 71
“It’s getting late, Lucas” Shaun said, looking at me. “Maybe I’ll catch up with you at lunch tomorrow.”
“Nah, we need to catch up right now,” Lucas said. The look on his face was one of intimidation, as if he didn’t want Shaun to dare say “no.” I slid under the covers and turned off the light by my bed. I pretended to close my eyes, but I kept them slightly open. With his left hand, Lucas started to tug down Shaun’s drawstring shorts, and with his right, he tried to press Shaun down to the bed.
“No, Lucas, I can’t,” Shaun said, trying to stop the downward direction of his shorts. “I’m not ready.”
“Jason broke up with you weeks ago. I can see in your eyes that you need it.”
“I shouldn’t start something else that’s only about sex, don’t you think?”
Even in the low light, I could see the outline of Shaun’s hardening dick under his shorts. Lucas grabbed it and Shaun moaned.
“No, I think you want me to fuck you,” Lucas purred.
“Okay, okay, you can,” Shaun whispered. “But not in front of my roommate. That’s too inconsiderate.”
Lucas huffed in frustration. “I can’t have you in my place. Hey, you! Shaun’s roommate! You don’t mind if I fuck him, do you?”
“Lucas, my God. He’s Arab. Have some respect for other people’s culture. Fadil, I’m sorry. Lucas was just leaving.”
I don’t know why I said what I did. It was on the tip of my tongue to say, “Yes, I do need some sleep, so if you want to, as you say, ‘get busy,’ would you mind waiting until I’m not here?” Instead, I pretended to yawn and gave them a bleary look. “Go ahead. I don’t care.” Yet I felt unsettled. What did it say about me that I was allowing this? Nothing, I hoped. It sounded like they had no other place to go, right? And I had claimed I was open-minded.
As soon as I gave my consent, Lucas yanked Shaun’s shorts down to his knees. Shaun covered his hard-on with his hands.
“Hey!” he protested, “I’m too embarrassed to do it in front of Fadil!” Lucas paid no heed, stripped Shaun’s shorts completely off, and started pulling up his shirt. I knew Shaun was fit, but the contours of his body were more muscular than I’d expected, especially his chest and shoulders. It crossed my mind Shaun might have been on the college swim team. He was masculine but a little short, and looked overpowered by the much taller Lucas.
“That’s too bad.” Lucas started rubbing Shaun’s dick rhythmically and with each stroke, Shaun’s legs lifted higher into the air.
“God, you want it, don’t you?” Lucas said.
“Okay,” Shaun whispered. “You can have my ass. But be quiet and let Fadil sleep.”
Lucas unzipped his jeans and pulled out his dick. I’d seen enough in locker rooms to know Lucas was not small, but not as large as I am.
“You’re going to have to suck me off first.” Lucas pushed Shaun’s legs down and flipped him onto his knees. Shaun bent forward to Lucas’s cock. Then Lucas put his hand on Shaun’s head and gripped his sandy-brown hair, pushing him farther down onto his prick. The light was behind Shaun so his face was in silhouette, but I could see he was able to take the entire shaft. How often did he do this? Since my teenage years, I’d had several girlfriends, and he could suck better than any of them.
Lucas had both hands on the side of Shaun’s head and roughly fucked his face. I caught myself thinking Shaun had a very pretty mouth, but then shook that thought off. Shaun’s a guy. Girls have pretty mouths.
“I shouldn’t do this,” Shaun said, pulling back. “It’s not right.”
“The Muslim guy doesn’t care, Shaun. It’s fine,” Lucas said.
“But I’m not okay…” Shaun protested, but Lucas had him on his back again, and he was massaging Shaun’s dick. It seemed like Shaun’s legs lifted back in the air almost reflexively, involuntarily. Lucas started rubbing Shaun’s asshole. Shaun moaned and looked at Lucas helplessly. Was he pleading with Lucas to stop or to start? Regardless, Lucas produced a tiny bottle of lubricant from the pocket of his jeans and started preparing Shaun, who did nothing but keep his legs obediently raised and breathed heavily.
In a blink of an eye, Lucas had a condom unrolled down the length of his dick. He must have had so much practice at this as he executed the maneuver with one hand while keeping Shaun held down with the other. I doubted Shaun had any desire to move away.