College Lust

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This story is gay. Don't like. Don't read.

The first chapter will contain sexual acts. Don't like. Don't read.

Thank you.

- Ghosty

Joshua's hair and eyes and clothing are so light and vibrant unlike his digital art he creates. It makes me wonder what's going on inside his head, but honestly I'd rather sleep with him rather than deal with a tangle of relationship issues.

As I'm sliding on the couch next to Joshua, I make out what my move is going to be.

He's sitting on the edge of the couch hunched over his tablet sketching out what looks like two men fucking around with blood pooling on the ground. The sketch is colored solidly without any sort of shadows or contrast in the drawing. It's pretty amazing even without details.

"I need inspiration."

My brow arches at the sudden sound of his voice which has a slight deep tone. He's a very reserved and silent type. Hearing his voice is like finding the last fudge popsicle in the freezer.

His body turns in his seat making his slight curves noticeable against the dark blue shirt and bright baby blue overalls he's wearing. The stylus in his hand is pointed down sharply like he's wielding a weapon.

The lowlights in his hair are visible from this three quarter view of his face, and his blue green eyes are more of an enigma at this angle. His lips look plumper and more kissable as well. This angle is fucking great.

I can't help but grin. Everytime he needs inspiration, I can hear him through the walls getting "inspired". Thank god the walls are thin here.

"Have you seen Nolan or Levi?"

I'm offended by his blatant rejection of me having sex with him, but he has two sex buddies that live in this dorm. Levi who's a goth porn star who wants to be an actor, and Nolan who's a star football player who dabbles in computers. Both of them are sexy as fuck.

I don't think he knows that I know about his sexual exploitations.

"No. But I think I can inspire you."

Leaning over, I stretch my arm to reach the clasp on his overalls fiddling with it waiting for his answer. He glances down at the clasp for a second then looks back at me analysing me like I'm a piece of meat for inspection.

"Would you be willing to bottom?"

I flinch back in shock at the suddeness of his question of bottoming. I guess I shouldn't be with the noise coming from his room when he needs to be inspired.

As I watch him, I notice his serious expression never changes as he waits to hear me speak. It's off putting but sexy in a weird way.

"I'm usually a top. I've never really bottomed out."

He starts to smile which turns me on. I guess because Joshua never really smiles.

"That's fine. I have nimble fingers."

He slips his stylus in his pocket then grabs his tablet and makes his way to the bedroom. I follow behind wondering what I got myself into.

It's weird not being dominate and having to follow his lead. I thought this was going to be a quick, easy fuck that'd end my thirst for his pretty body.

"You draw erotic pictures and fuck to get inspiration. Why have you never asked me?"

He giggles like a real giggle and holds the door open for me. Giving him a strange look, I walk into his room surprised to see inside his room.