I did not plan to write a third story about my romance with Stefan, but after receiving a few more encouraging notes I decided to write one more to tell people a little more about our relationship.
By the end of that fall semester, Stefan and I saw one another almost every day. Or at least every day we could. He would either drop by my place or I would meet up with him somewhere near campus and either drive him back to my place or take a long drive together. Sometimes our long drives wound up on deserted roads several miles from the city. Occasionally, we would get out of my SUV and talk a walk through the woods. We had a lot of long talks, and we would stop every so often to kiss and sometimes hold hands for a bit whenever we were in a concealed wooded area.
We were always careful not to drive somewhere where we could be discovered. I knew the area well, and I knew where we were safe. I even knew a few places that were good for parking during certain times of the days. One of my relatives owned several hundred acres about an hour outside of the city, where there were a lot of wooded areas and a couple of barns that were not used for anything beyond storage and resting places during the hunting season. Because all of my family members now lived more than five hours away, I knew when they were in the area. Stefan and I went out there a couple times when it was safe to be alone. We made love once in my SUV when it was parked inside one of the barns and two other times on a blanket that we had spread on a secluded area under some trees near one of the other barns.
During our first time on the blanket, Stefan asked if I would ever like to take him "somewhere very private, like to a cabin for the weekend." Then he said something that really made my heart stop, "I would love to have bareback sex with you in front of a roaring fire on a cabin floor. I wanna feel you explode inside me. The thought of that happening drives me insane." I just rubbed his shoulders, not saying a thing for a long time. I looked into his beautiful eyes and broke the silence: "Bareback is something guys do when they are in a serious and committed relationship."
"Isn't that us?" Stefan looked a little confused.
"Well, yes, but I wasn't sure how you saw this relationship."
"I think of you as my boyfriend and me as your boyfriend for right now. I know that we can't last beyond college and that we have to keep everything very private...But isn't boyfriends what we are? I mean we see one another a lot now. We share a lot with each other, and when we are together we will late into the night about everything under the sun. I know it's something we can't make public but it's something that means a lot to me. I mean I daydream about you in class, and on the nights I'm in my dorm room I think about you while I fall asleep." That made me get harder. Stefan saw my cock swell, and before I could answer her gave me another blowjob, His mouth felt so incredible every time he took me inside him.
***
Stefan had also started to call me during the day, while I was at work. At first the calls were just a casual hello. Then they would wind up with him flirting with me or telling me that he got a raging hard-on in class while thinking about having sex with me. One time he called to tell me that he was wearing one of my sweaters and he loved that it smelled like me because it made him think that he was wrapped up in my arms. I drove over to campus a few times during lunch to take him back to my place so we could have quick sex. Those lunches sometimes lasted for two hours, and I always had a lame excuse about where I had been. We were getting a lot closer than I had expected.
One day after we had sex on my couch during lunch, we cuddled for a bit in the nude. I looked at Stefan and said: "I think about you a lot. Not just the physical stuff but you. And sometimes I get incredibly hard at work when you are on my mind. Or when I get home and I can't see you that night, or for a couple of nights, because you have too much going on at campus."
Stefan's head was resting on my chest. He said: "Baby, it's hard for me when we can't see one another. But I love when we have sex during lunch. One time when I went back to campus someone in an afternoon class asked if I had just gone for a run because I had a glow. I wanted to tell her that I had just had amazing sex with a very sexy guy."
Stefan studied my face. "You're blushing," he said. "I don't know if that's cute or sexy."
I pulled him closer to me and we kissed very passionately for several minutes until I had to drive him back to campus and I had to think of another excuse why I had been gone almost two hours for lunch.
***
Stefan told his parents that his fall semester finals ended two days later than they did so we could spend more time with one another. That meant that he got to spend only one night with me because he didn't want to risk being back at his dorm if his parents came up early on the day he was leaving. We didn't sleep a lot that night he stayed with me. We had sex in several rooms until we finally fell asleep sometime around 4 am on my bed. We didn't get dressed the next day until I took him back to campus very late that night. It was the first time we kissed in my SUV while on campus. And it was a very long kiss.
"Stef, if we aren't careful, someone will see us in here," I said into his left ear while we took a brief break between kisses.
"Oh, baby, I don't care right now," Stefan purred back into my ear. "I am going to miss this and you so fucking much." I wanted to fuck him again right there.
***
Stefan had intentionally left several articles of clothing at my place over break, which made his absence all the more difficult because I couldn't stop thinking about him. We didn't get to talk a lot while he was home for Christmas break, but he usually found a way to call me at least every other or third day. He told me that he went out with a few girls from back home but nothing happened beyond a few short kisses. He said he felt like he needed to do that so no one would ask why he didn't have a girlfriend at college and wasn't dating anyone at home. I told him that I was fine with that but was a little jealous of the girls who got to kiss him. He said: "I am glad."
Also when he called we usually joked about how we were always rock hard during our conversations, and we told one another that we missed each other, which surprised me. A few times while he was driving or sitting in traffic, Stefan would be very specific about what he missed: "I miss your tongue exploring my body...I miss our long kisses in the nude...I miss our showers...I miss waking up with you...I miss feeling you deep inside me while we kiss passionately." On Christmas Eve he called me mid-morning while he ran some errands for his parents. Right before he ended the call he paused for a long time and whispered: "Rick, promise me you won't tell another person this but I think I am falling deeply in love with you." Then he hung up.
***
I didn't hear from him again until December 28, and we didn't mention his parting words again until he came back to campus. He returned to campus on a Saturday, but we didn't get to see one another until mid-morning Sunday because his parents stayed the night at a nearby hotel on Saturday night.
I had never attacked anyone the minute they walked through a door, but that's exactly what happened when Stefan came over the first time that year. We shed our clothes in less than a minute, and we were on my bed shortly after that. After a very long kiss on my bed, I took his face in my hands and said, "Stef, I have missed you so damn much."
"I was going crazy at home. I didn't think I would make it through the new year without feeling you against me. Or on me. Or in me." He then reached over to the side table and fished for a condom in the drawer. Holding it in front of me he said, "One of these days you aren't going to wear one of these when you are inside me."
