never of imagined that this would happen. I thought we would live and love forever but that obviously wasn't going to happen.

Back at the dorm, I saw a note on our notepad and it read, "Sorry."

This hit me hard and I dropped to the bed, my stomach feeling like it just got pounded again by a jock. But this feeling was a good thing. This meant that there was just a small hope that he still cared about me and how I felt. Maybe he was scared when he woke up and told his friends. Maybe he didn't mean to have sex with me, it just happened regretfully. But I wouldn't endulge in these 'maybe's' , believing that he regretted everything that he put me through, but I would see.
I had to get out of there and clear my mind. I took a walk around the campus park, taking in the crisp cold air. I had missed the entire day of school which made me pretty mad, but if there was some way I could get Charlie back I would. If there was some slight chance we could be together I would snatch the opportunity up as quickly as I could.

I decided to get back to the dorm, but what I found there was something I wasn't expecting. Charlie was lying in his bed, looking up at me. I stopped, looked around the room, turned around, shut the door, then looked back to Charlie. There were tears in his eyes and I couldn't stand it anymore. I hurried over to Charlie wrapping him in my arms.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" Charlie mumbled between his tears.

"It's alright. I forgive you."

"I was scared and I didn't know what to do. I didn't want them to beat you up but I couldn't stop them."

"It's alright." I had started crying also, holding onto Charlie tightly, while we layed on his bed.

I moved to where we were facing each other, laying sideways. He lost control, starting to tear off my shirt. He sat on top of me, rubbing his hands over my chest.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked.

"I was never more sure," he replied.

He started to suck on my nipples, licking them gently. I could feel his ass grinding into my groin, making my cock grow hard, tenting my pants. He pulled off his shirt and I stared at his chest, moving my hands over his hard chest, seeing his nipples grow hard. He lowered himself, positioning to get easy access to my pants.

He slowly unbuttoned them, unzipping also. Charlie pulled my pants off, leaving my springy cock there to tent my boxers. I bit my lip and prepared for the pleasure Charlie was about to give, but he said, "I want to sixty-nine with you."
I nodded and positioned my self so that his crotch was in my face and mine his. I unbuttoned his pants, feeling him already working my cock with his warm mouth. I hurriedly shoved his cock in my mouth, kind of clumsily, my teeth scraping his cockhead, making him jerk.

I positioned my mouth a little better, taking in most of his cock, working it down my throat. It was pretty big and this was my first experience with a guy so for my first time I thought I was doing pretty good.