"Are you ready?" Tharn asked quietly. He tried to calm himself down. His heart was racing and he had the erection from hell just seeing Type sitting there in only a shirt and his boxers.

Type gulped as he looked sideways at Tharn. His leg shook up and down with the nerves even as he tried to stay calm. "Quit stalling," he said gruffly. "I've been waiting all day."

Tharn gave a small smile. It was both annoying and funny that Type thought Tharn would just spread his legs and fuck him without any preparation or foreplay as if he was some gigolo he had hired from the side of the street.

His eyes gentled as he looked at Type's lips as if hypnotized. "This is more than just getting right into it. These things require patience."

Type frowned. Already he saw the thirty minutes he had allotted to the activity being stretched indefinitely. "How is this any different than with girls? You just put it in and do it."

Tharn inwardly laughed. Part of him was sad that this was what Type thought making love was. Part of him thought it was fate for Type to be with him if this was how he had been treating his ex-lovers. No wonder he was fucking single, Tharn thought. You're welcome, ladies everywhere.

"Type, let me teach you," The time for talking was over. Actions speak louder than words.

Tharn slowly pressed Type's body down on the bed. He straddled his body and leaned down to kiss him, but Type pushed him back but kept his hands on his broad shoulders.

"No kissing," Type snapped. His face was still in the eternal frown he had on. Despite how much Tharn wanted him, he had to draw a line somewhere. Type wouldn't just set him aside after this.

"I won't have sex with someone who won't kiss me," Tharn said. He gazed into Type's eyes. He waited for his decision and then saw it in Type's eyes before he felt his lips pressed against his.

"Happy now?" Type asked sarcastically.

Tharn smiled. "That was not enough." He leaned down and brushed his lips against Type's. He nibbled at his upper lip. Once, twice, three times. He raised his head to check Type's expression. Type's eyes were wide open. He was looking at Tharn differently. His eyes had clouded with desire and it was enough for Tharn.

Tharn swooped down and kissed Type. His tongue licked at his bottom lip asking for entry. Type's lips parted on a moan and he kissed Tharn back. Their tongues dueled together as they tried to devour each other.

Tharn remembered the ice and pulled back. Type frowned and looked down at him curiously. Tharn grabbed a piece of ice and put it in his mouth. He leaned down once more and Type's eyes fluttered close as he accepted the cold ice. He bit at Tharn's lower lip. Sucked on it and nibbled it as if worshiping it.

Tharn leaned back and took off his tank top. His pale chest gleamed with sweat. He looked down at Type and saw his own lust reflected back at him. He grabbed Type's hand and put it on his chest. He slowly slid down Type's hand down his chest, down his abs until their hands touched the edge of his underwear.

He pressed Type's hand down on the mattress and leaned down to kiss him once more. His hands roamed over Type's body. He let go of Type's hand and took off his shirt. His hands reached for his boxers and took those off too.

He gripped Type's cock and stroked up and down. Type's lips parted on a moan. His neck arched as he thrust his cock into Tharn's grip.

"Tharn...ah...ah...harder" Type moaned.

Tharn slowly slid down Type's body. Trailing kisses down his neck and stopping to suck on his dark nipples. He bit down erotically and drew out more sounds from his lover.

His full lips nibbled down Type's abdomen. Type's stomach contracted against his lips. Tharn wrapped his lips around Type's tip. He sucked hard and held Type down when his hips shot off the bed.

With his left hand he handled his balls as he sucked in his cock deeper. His throat closed around the root of his cock as he pulled at his balls.

Type writhed on the bed, his face a mask of intense pleasure. He was so close. He tried to stop the moans escaping. Tried to calm down. He pushed at Tharn's forehead and Tharn let go of his cock.

Type frowned at him. "Are you done? Get to it already," he said with a raspy voice. He didn't want to enjoy this. He wanted to get this over with.

Tharn leaned down to get another piece of ice. Without preamble he spread Type's legs wide and inserted the piece of ice into his hole. Type's eyes widened and he arched as he tried to get away from Tharn.

"Fuck! That's cold...take it out...asshole" Type groaned as his eyes closed again. The ice was already melting inside of him. His eyes snapped open when he heard the ripping of the condom packet. Instead of Tharn putting it on himself, he put it on his fingers along with some of the lube.

"I have to prepare you or do you want to do it yourself?" Tharn asked with a smirk.

Type held his cock and stroked himself, staring back at Tharn steadily as if daring him to do it.

Tharn held his gaze as he entered one finger inside deep.

"Ah! Fuck! It hurts!" Type's hand fell away from his cock as he gripped Tharn's wrist to get his finger out. Tharn's finger slowly slide out and then two came inside.

"Tharn, you asshole!" Type cried as he tried to move his hips away. Tharn shushed him gently and started kissing all over his face. His lips pressed against Type's forehead gently.

"Did...he come inside here?" Tharn whispered. His heart hurt at what his lover had gone through.

Type frowned at him and bit his lip, refusing to answer.

Tharn thrust in deeply and Type gasped. "Did he try to...?"

"No, you asshole" Type's eyes watered. The memories threatened to drown him. Only Tharn's soft touches kept him in the moment. Somehow he grounded him. When he was with Tharn, his body hyper focused on him. On every spot he touched. "He couldn't get it in," Type said embarrassed.

Tharn's fingers plunged in and Type felt a twinge of pain. Tharn watched his expression carefully.

"Do you want me to take it out?" he whispered as he slowly pumped his fingers in and out now. Every time his fingers slid out water came out of Type's hole from the ice.

Tharn slid his fingers in deeper, hitting Type's gland. Type's hips arched and he moaned uncontrollably.

"There! Ah...Tharn...there!"Type moaned. Tharn started pumping his fingers faster hitting Type's gland every time. Once he saw Type's hand creep down to grip his cock Tharn slid his fingers out and took off the condom. He slid down his boxers and his swollen cock sprung out.

He stared down at Type as he stroked his own cock. Type unconsciously licked his lips.

Tharn slid the condom down and then grabbed both of Type's ankles. He raised and widened his legs. He looked down at the hungry pink hole dripping with lube and melted ice. He positioned his cock and thrust inside hard.

Type cried out, his eyes watering with the pleasure plain.

Tharn held himself inside. He leaned down to kiss Type's lips. He bit down on his lip as he swiveled his hips stirring his cock inside Type.

"Are you okay?" Tharn whispered against Type's lips.

"Yes," whispered back a dazed Type. His swollen lips and flushed chest aroused Tharn to no end. He felt himself spill pre-cum into the condom. He pulled back his hips and plunged back inside punching Type's gland.

"Ungh! Tharn...There! There!" Type screamed as he thrust his hips up to swallow Tharn's cock. They thrust together. Type's legs almost up to his ears as Tharn rammed repeatedly inside.

Their moans alternated in the small dorm room. Type's eyes rolled to the back of his head as Tharn circled his hips as he thrust inside him.

He gripped his cock and stroked up and down once, twice. His toes curled and he tightened his grip on Tharn's shoulder with his other hand as he spurted cum between them.

Tharn's hips sped up as he nibbled at Type's swollen lips. He slammed in a few more times around Type's clenching hold and came with a groan against Type's lips.

Tharn continued thrusting in slowly through his orgasm. Type's legs shook even in the aftermath.

Tharn let go of Type's legs and slid out. He discarded the condom and held Type against him.

Type pushed at him halfheartedly. "We don't have to cuddle. I'm not your boyfriend."

Tharn leaned down and bit his ear lobe. "Shut up and go to sleep."

"I don't want to sleep on this side. It's dirty," Type complained.

Tharn got up and his dick swung in front of Type's face. Despite having just come, Type felt himself stir and turned his body so Tharn wouldn't see.

He gave a startled gasp as Tharn carried him to his clean bed and snuggled up behind him before he had a chance to move. Tharn's cock was nestled in his crack firmly as he held Type against his body tightly.

"Tharn, I want to take a bath" Type complained. He was in pain and his ass felt like a mess.

"Give me 5 minutes," came Tharn's deep voice. Tharn kissed his back and nuzzled into Type's neck and Type let him. He frowned in the dark even as his body had never felt so warm and he had never felt so protected in his life. Tharn, I wish I'd met you earlier. I wish you had been there that day, Type thought as he snuggled in closer. It'll just be 5 more minutes, he told himself. 5 more...