A gay story: My First Year with Austin Ch. 19 This story is a sequel to My First Year in College and My First Year in Prison.
Tyler is finally ready to commit to a serious relationship when he moves in with his former College crush, Austin. After years of entertaining the idea, it is time for those two to figure it out: is their relationship meant to last?
This story is entirely fictional and all characters featured are above 18.
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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN
Chapter 19: Near Death (S)Experience
I walked into a white room; the space was very hard to describe.
Everything was white. The floor, the walls, the ceiling…
So much that it was hard to differentiate the top from the bottom, where the room ended and where it started, to understand whether I was actually walking or not.
Was there even a floor under my feet? I mean, I was not flying off so I guess there was a floor to step upon.
It was not a depressing white either, not like the kind you can have in hospitals sometimes. It was a warm, welcoming white.
A white which does not exist.
At this thought, I realized that I was probably dead if I was seeing things that did not exist in real life.
Shit. I was not planning to die that young.
Or maybe, I was just dreaming.
I was not freaking-out though. Which, if you know me, might have been the strongest indicator that something was definitely strange.
I was calm.
“Hey.”
Someone behind me greeted me. I was not alone then.
The floor looked more concrete under my bare feet now, it slowly turned into a light grey carpet. Wait… I noticed my hanging cock as I looked below me.
What was I doing there, stark naked?
I turned around to see who was there.
Austin was smiling at me, looking gorgeous. But something was different. He was not the Austin I knew.
He was the Austin I once knew.
Freshman Austin was grinning at me, wearing the yellow wrestling singlet I had offered him for his nineteenth birthday. It was more than ten years prior. This outfit was probably the greatest thing I had ever seen him wear.
“Do you like it?” He asked, as if he could read my mind.
He spun around to give me a show, even slapped his butt jokingly.
His ass looked amazing in this tight and revealing uniform. How outrageous was it that he used to be competing in this? His bulge, his butt, his pecs… Everything was on display.
“Are you real?” I asked.
Austin chuckled.
“You always need to overthink everything, do you?”
“I mean… Maybe… But this is sort of an important question, no?”
“Why?”
He had gotten closer to me. I had not seen him walked towards me, but 19 years old Austin was only an inch away from my naked body. I could feel his breath. He was even more stunning up-close.
His lips were beautiful, waiting for me.
And he was right. There was no reason why I should know if he was real or not. Who cared? I followed my instinct and I kissed him.
Everything was all right.
If this were to be my Heaven, I definitely liked it.
I did think times and times before while I was kissing Austin that I was experiencing Heaven, so maybe, that was true. I wondered what was happening as our tongues intertwined.
“Still overthinking, eh?”
Damn, that version of Austin was hot but I was not so keen of how well he could read my mind!
“Sorry, I was wondering if I was dead.” I said, genuinely.
He made a face.
“Would not that mean that I am dead too? Since I’m here?”
Fuck. I hoped not!
My mind got back to the Man Cave’s restroom for a split second. I did not think Austin’s injury was too bad at first, but he was lying unconscious in the blood, right alongside me.
“I’m not sure how this works.” I spoke.
Austin smiled at me again and held me in his arms. He was shirtless now, the singlet had vanished. My head was resting against his comforting pecs.
“Me neither, but I’ll take care of you, babe. Ok? We’re together.”
“I love you, Austin.”
All of the sudden, he was 30 again, with a broader frame, slightly longer hair, and more mature traits. He was stark naked, just like me. And horny, just like me as well.
“I love you too, Ty.”
He grabbed my ass. Firmly. He meant business.
“Really, Austin? You’re gonna do this, in freaking Heaven of all places!”
He laughed.
“Look, I’m just trying to have a cool anecdote to tell people at parties. Where’s the craziest place you’ve had sex in? In freaking Heaven, guys! Who can beat that?”
I could not help myself from laughing as well.
“Ok then, I guess I can help you out with that.”
I kissed his neck, licked his upper chest, and things got steamier from this point on.
Austin put his arms behind his head, flexed his biceps and flaunted his armpits. I licked them off, passionately. Oh, great! I realized I still had my sense of smell! Those armpits were the perfect amount of sweaty and stinky.
Delicious scent.
Austin was caressing my back as I got lower and bit his nipples, I then licked down his hairy muscular chest. I spent time on each of his eight-pack abs.
I was getting to his treasure trail, down to his pubes.
His nine inches cock was there, poking at the inexistant ceiling. I retracted his foreskin a little and kissed his cockhead. I played with his piss slit. It was getting slippery.
“Suck my dick, babe. I want to feel your mouth all around it.”
I looked at Austin above me while locking my lips around his girthy familiar cock. I kept staring at his eyes while pushing myself to swallow more inches of his meat.
I struggled halfway through but Austin started moaning and that got me going.
Besides, if I was already dead, I could choke on his cock, right? I was not going to die again!
His dick got even harder in my throat and now, I was heavily gagging on his heavy piece of sausage. I did not give a fuck though. What could happen to me in a space like this with the man of my dreams by my side?
“Yes, dirty boy, give me a Martin!”
I almost bit his cock as I chuckled at his remark, my mouth full of his meat.
“A Martin.” Our unique way to refer to a very sloppy and slimy blowjob.
I got his dick out of my mouth for a couple of seconds, I spat out a ton of saliva on his foreskin, – inside and out -, I caressed his balls, and went back on his cock. I gagged on it like the freaking slut Austin knew how to turn me into.
“Fuck yeah…” He mumbled.
The blood was flowing into my own cock.
I thought that Austin would usually sit down to enjoy the moment while I was servicing him. As soon as I had this thought, a bed appeared next to us. Not any bed though. Our dorm room bed. Austin’s. Same sheets and everything. We were back in our freshman year.
“Look, Austin, we’re in room 403!”
“It does freaking look like it.”
Austin jumped on the bed, being silly. His dick was flopping around.
“Turn around, babe. I want to rim your ass on those sheets, for old times’ sake.” I told him.
He winked at me and obliged.
When I looked back at him, there was his bubbly ass arched down before my eyes, his two birth marks guiding me to his pink tight hole.
“What you’re waiting for?” He said, spreading his ass cheeks with his two hands.
I practically jumped on Austin and I devoured his ass. I was jerking myself at the same time. What a freaking feast! I did not mind his air around his hole, actually, I loved it. I stuck my tongue out and went as deep as I could, searching his insides.
My nose and my mouth went deep, I could no longer breathe, but again, why should I care about stupid things like breathing?
Austin grabbed my face from behind and pushed it even further down his ass. He was rubbing himself against my nose. The scent was manly, musky… arousing as Hell!
Shit, maybe I should not talk about Hell in a place like this.
“Enjoy your freaking meal, babe, toss your boyfriend’s salad.”
I did.
After a couple more minutes of ass-eating, we switched position. We moved on to one of our favourites. The good old 69! I was going down on Austin’s throbbing dick while he was alternating between fingering my asshole and down-right eating it.
At this point, Austin was precumming all over and I could feel his fluids going through my teeth. I mean, in the position I was in, lying on top of him, I was pretty sure my own cock was leaking all over his neck and chest too.
This place — whatever it was – truly was great because the second I thought the bed was a little small, it enlarged itself and became a king-size bed.
Once he considered that I had choked myself enough on his big dick, Austin pulled me more towards him so my cock would lie against his lips and he started to suck me off.
It always felt very special when Austin would suck me back, especially here, in our college dorm-room. There were the football players and the Garuto posters hung on the wall next to us.
Oh, see! There were walls now! Cool!
Besides, Austin was a great cock-sucker, pretty natural at it.
He knew what he liked himself and he was not afraid to gun for it, acting shameless and slutty. Just how I like it too!
One of his specialities was to shove a finger or two up my ass while he was bobbing up and down my cock.
“Wait, Aust, I’m gonna cum…”
“So soon…?”
“Austin…”
He kissed my balls one last time. Then, he grabbed me, turned me around, and he slapped my ass. One, two, three spanks. Hmmm… I enjoyed this way too much.
“May I breed your ass, Sir?” He requested jokingly.
“You may, humble servant.” I said back.
Austin had me on lying on my front, got on top of me, and proceeded to fuck me hard. In real life, my tight ass would definitely have been broken but there, in this suspended moment, it was like all the pain was turning instantly into pleasure.
I felt his uncut cock invading me slowly, inch after inch, and when he tapped against my prostate…
“Fuck yeah… Yes… Pound me, hard, Austin!”
Wherever we were, I could scream as loud as I wanted.
It was freeing, liberating, exhilarating.
I would say that the banging was so good that it felt like I was in Paradise but it would be probably too much on the nose for this chapter.
You get my point though. It was one of the best sex sessions of my life. If the expression “of my life” still had a meaning there.
Austin fucked me doggystyle, missionary, and then I impaled myself on his XXL cock. I wanted him to rearrange my guts. I was sweating and precumming everywhere and I squatted down on his hard meaty dick. I wanted to go DEEP.
“Damn… Babe… if… hmmm… If you keep doing that… I won’t be able… to… to last for too long.” He mumbled below me.
I was jumping up and down his stick until my ass was fapping against his massive balls. They were full. I could sense it.
It was hard to tell if this moment with Austin had lasted for a couple of minutes or for an eternity. Time was working very weirdly in that place as I would find out later.
After an undefined amount of time fucking me, Austin bred me. He did not warn me but he did not have to. While I was sitting on his monster-cock, he released his creamy loads in my rectum.
I felt his dick throbbing and releasing at least seven volleys of jizz inside of me. Austin had always been a heavy ejaculator.
“Thank you, babe.” He said, kissing my shoulder.
He looked like a God when he stood up with his flaccid girthy dick dripping with cum. Sorry, I should stop with the religious comparisons.
I was hard as a rock. And still very horny.
Austin’s juicy bum looked better than ever… Maybe it was finally time to break it?!
As the idea formed in my head, it also formed in Austin’s head. In this strange universe, his mind was mine, and my mind was his.
In this case, both were filthy!
Austin found himself a desk to bend over. I did not see it appear but suddenly, it was there. That was some quality furniture, expansive wood and all. Exactly what we needed to pop my boyfriend’s cherry.
I knelt down to eat Austin’s ass properly as he was arching his bum. When it was all wet and slippery, I shoved two fingers inside his tight butthole.
“Yes… Babe… That feels so fucking nice…”
He had jizzed right before but his dick was back to being fully hard.
I fingered Austin some more and I rubbed my pulsating dick against his hairy ass-crack. I was getting to the Holy Grail — ok, that was the last biblical reference, I swear -, my dick poked against his asshole who was opening up to swallow it.
There, I thought, damn it, I wished I could have done that when I was alive!
And the second I had this thought… I was back at the bloody restrooms in the Man Cave.
Fuck my overthinking brain!
As it turned out, my meeting with Austin in this alternative world had happened in the span of a micro-second. In reality, Ausin had just fell on the floor. We were both lying in a puddle of blood.
But wait… Why was I seeing myself?
How?
I was looking at the scene from above.
I could see Ralph trying to pour water on my face and to get me back to consciousness. The loud techno music was still playing outside the restrooms. Ralph did not seem to know what to do about the knife stuck in my stomach.
He grabbed me. Literally. My entire body.
I did not enjoy seeing that. At all. It looked like I was dead.
But I hated even more that Ralph was leaving Austin behind. I tried to get closer but I could not. I tried to scream for help but I could not either.
*PLEASE, SOMEONE, HELP! ANYONE! YOU HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF AUSTIN! HE’S BLEEDING OUT. PLEASE*
One thing I could do was moving against the ceiling against which I was weirdly stuck. I was not really flying, more like floating. I got through the restroom’s door.
Apparently, I was a ghost now!
I found myself above the busy club. People were slowly realizing that Ralph was carrying a body in his arm. Mine. Some groups had not noticed a thing and they were still dancing or kissing on the dancefloor.
A trail of blood was following us. Looking at things from this upper view really gives you another perspective on the world and on the people living in it.
The looks on Jasper and Janice’s face when they understood what was happening broke my heart. If I still had one.
They were devastated. Janice started shaking uncontrollably. I wanted to comfort her, to give her a sign, anything, but she was not looking above her. Her eyes were stuck on my unconscious body.
Ralph yelled at someone to look for Austin in the restrooms. The music was finally cut off. People stopped dancing. Sergio ran to men’s bathroom, I followed him.
Finally, I was reassured someone was going to take care of my boyfriend. Sergio seemed to be the right man from the job, he was not panicking.
In the meantime, I had lost track of my own body carried by Ralph.
OUCH.
That hurt like hell!
Fuck.
Ralph was no longer below me, but above me. He had lied me down on the concrete outside the bar and Allison was performing CPR. Both their panicked faces were a few inches from mine. My eyes were opened but everything was blurry.
Everything was hurting. I was back in my own body.
I hated every second of that.
People were screaming too. Strangers in the streets.
“The ambulance is coming, Tyler. Hold on.” Ralph told me. “Stay with us.”
“Austin…” I mumbled.
“They’re going to take good care of him, don’t worry about Austin.” Allison said.
She was crying. I did not want any of my friends to feel bad for me.
“Don’t you dare dying on me, Ty. Don’t you dare!” Ralph was yelling like a hurt animal.
But I could not help myself.
I closed my eyes and I got into another room.
The same colour white. The same surreal impression. The same calm.
Xander was there. Just like Austin, he was naked. And just like Austin, he was looking very good. Like the best I had ever seen him.
His blond hair looked like they were shining. His slim but fit body was in great shape. His long flaccid cock was dangling between his thighs. There was no sign of bullet or scar on his skin. No reminder of the shooting.
“What are you doing here?!” He asked as he walked towards me.
He walked and walked again, but he seemed to never get any closer.
“I got stabbed.” I explained, almost laughing at the ridiculousness and craziness of that statement.
“Geez! Who’s done that? Kim?”
“What? Wait… No! I… This did not happen in prison.”
“You got out?”
“Yeah… Ralph too. And Kurtis. We were released the same day. A few months after your… After the…”
Xander gave me a beautiful smile.
“That’s great! That you got freed.” He looked at me more sombrely. “Who else died? After me?”
I felt a tear falling down my eye.
“Just one person… Kim killed himself after he had shot you.”
The smile disappeared completely from Xander’s face. I could not believe that he was really there. He was not though. This must have been my imagination.
Right?
“I wish things had happened differently.” Xander told me.
“Me too… This is so unfair.”
We stopped talking for a while.
“Xander, I have to tell you, Mindy had her baby. She named him…” I spoke.
“Xander, I know.”
“We miss you. Ralph thinks about you a lot. I think Mindy is doing good, the baby is healthy.”
“I think that’s why I’m here.”
His voice was getting less clear. Like he was going away. I tried to run towards him not to lose him.
“Xander… Please, don’t go!”
“It looks like you’re going back, Ty.”
“Where?”
Here I was again, freaking-out.
“Listen, Ty, when you’re back, can you tell Mindy that she can authorize herself to live her life. There’s this guy she’s been seeing. The driver.”
“The driver?”
“He’s a good man. He’d be good for her and for the baby. She doesn’t need to go through this world alone. She has my blessing. Can you tell her that?”
“How?”
An alarm blasted off above my head.
I opened my eyes to three strangers who were bustling around me. There was a beep… and some bumps on the road. The sounds, the lights, the frantic energy, it was too much.
I realized that I was in an ambulance.
“Are you with us, Sir… Sir? Your name is Tyler, right?”
I could not talk. It was hurting way too much. The worst pain I had ever felt in my life. I wanted to go out of my body again. I felt restrained, locked-up in my own skin.
“Sir, we are getting you to an hospital, you have suffered a serious injury but we are taking care of you now.”
I did not pay much attention to the guy who was talking. The male nurse behind him was way more interesting to look at. He looked Indian and he was hot as fuck. Because he was a nurse, I stupidly assumed that he was gay.
I smiled to myself.
Maybe they had drugged me already because I was not feeling so much pain anymore. But I was dizzy.
I closed my eyes and went back to the white room.
Come on! I thought. This, again…
What was I supposed to do now?
I was not upset for long. This place was great. We were in the biggest locker-room I had ever seen in my life. As I looked around, I realized hundreds of semi-naked or entirely naked men were changing all around me.
Now, that was the kind of Heaven that I approved of!
Most of these guys were jocks, all of them were hot.
Some people I knew but it was like the minute I was recognizing someone; he would disappear from my sight.
I noticed Kurtis and his teddy-bear tattoo on his neck. He was showering in the middle of the room. His hairy ass looked banging. He was gorgeous, as he had always been.
But as soon as I tried to talk to him, he was no longer there.
My brother walked up to me. He was wearing a pair of grey jockstraps. He slapped his own ass to make me laugh… What a show-off! And was it a hard-on poking out from the pouch?! Yeap, it definitely was. Ryan was precumming on the straps of his underwear.
“We are one, now.” He spoke as he hugged me.
If you are confused, don’t worry, I was too. His hard cock pressed against mine. This was wrong on so many levels.
He vanished as well.
More hot guys in speedos started horsing around. The giant locker-room was turning into a pool. They were all more handsome and more inviting than the other.
Wait… I knew them as well!
I recognized Pope that I met in prison, Carlos from the x-rated shooting, and Martin from college. They were teasing one another, pinching their nipples, stroking their respective monster cocks — black, Latino, white -, laughing like teenagers.
I blinked and Carlos was sucking Martin’s cock. It was very slippery of course. Damn, he was doing a freaking nice job deepthroating that wet dick.
That got me all horny again.
They knew each other? No… They did not.
This was happening only in my mind then? Shit…
The second I decided to take part in their naughty games, they disappeared. Fuck! What sort of Paradise was that?! I wanted to see more! I wanted to experience more!
Thankfully, they were replaced by more sexy and horny guys.
Trevor and his dad Ray were there. They were both stark naked so I could spot the spiderweb tattoo on their ankles. They were jerking off on a bench, smiling at me, their arms around their respective shoulders.
It was like every guy I had ever found hot or attractive in my entire life had been summoned in that place.
As time seemed to rush by, I stumbled on William and his snake tattooed on his ass and leg, Griffin, my ex-fiancé who was French-kissing someone I did not know, and Tobias Finnigan stroking his gigantic white cock and giving me his best smirky smile.
Asshole! Correction, Assholes! The three of them.
At some point, I turned around and my college Law Professor was there, stark naked as well. He had taken my virginity. Professor Fletcher. I pushed him in the pool. He was an asshole too. He deserved it.
I started to get overwhelmed by the sea of men appearing and vanishing. Nothing was making sense. I sat on a bench. I let the hunks around me do their thing. I was only watching. If those were angels, they were downright kinky!
Ralph was licking my brother’s toes while he was getting fucked by Sergio. Nicholas, the Greek Adonis, sat next to me and started jerking-off watching them.
“You have some great friends!” He winked at me.
Time was seemingly moving fast.
Sometimes, I wondered if I was still in the ambulance, dying.
I had glimpses from what was happening “outside”. Whatever outside might mean. I swear I could hear Austin and Janice talk to me. Ralph too. And my brother. But it was all a blur. Like a broken radio.
I tried to make sense of it but I was losing grip. I closed my eyes.
When I opened them back, everything had turned to white again and Xander was there.
He looked more serious than the last time I had seen him. I mean, he was wearing clothes! A black suit! Was it my funerals or something?
“It’s time, Tyler. You cannot stay in a place like this forever.”
He was very close to me now. I could touch him. But I spontaneously knew what it would have meant if I were to take his hand so I refrained from it.
“I don’t want to die, Xander.”
“Then, don’t.” He simply said.
Once again, I felt him moving away from me.
“Xander, I wish you could come back with me.”
“Just tell Mindy what I had told you about the Driver. It’s very important to me.”
“I will.”
I could barely hear him now. Xander was becoming the broken radio and the real world was coming back.
“I want Xander to have two parents. Mindy thinks I would mind but I really don’t. Blood does not make a family. Love does.”
“Since when have you become so wise?” I teased him.
I did not want to let him go.
“For the record, I have always been wise! And what I said also goes for you, Ty. You can raise a baby who is not yours. You can love her. You can be her parent.”
This third “return” was the most painful of all.
When I opened back my eyes, I felt sore everywhere, I had a tube in my throat, and I felt like I had been stabbed all over again. The machines were beeping loudly all around me.
I hated it. Everything about it.
I understood quickly that I was lying in an hospital bed.
It took me a little more time to see there were two women surrounding me. I recognized Janice’s voice first.
“… I guess, the doctor was reassuring.”
“I know, Ryan is tough. He won’t need another surgery.”
Ryan?
I managed to move just a little and I saw Mallory, my brother’s wife, standing in the room. I wondered what she was doing here.
What the fuck had happened to Ryan?!
“We need the good news. Desperately.”
They had not realized I was awake but with that freaking tube in my mouth, I could not speak. Also, my throat was dry and I was very thirsty. I tried to move a finger. I could. I moved my feet too. Just a little.
Ok. I was not paralyzed. Good to know.
Besides, if I remembered who Janice and Mallory were, it meant that I had not lost my mind. It seemed like my brain was working like before.
They talked a little more but I only caught snippets of their conversation.
I was getting increasingly worried about my own state, about Austin too, and now Ryan… After about five minutes semi-awake, Janice finally noticed me.
“Mallory, oh God, look! His eyes are opened! Ty, Ty!”
Janice practically jumped on me and she had to consciously calm herself down before taking my hand.
“We need to call a nurse.”
I felt the hand of Janice against mine. I held tightly.
I tried to smile but it was impossible.
“Tyler, are you with us? Oh my God… Ty…”
I tried to say something but the tube got more stuck in my throat and that scared me.
I only loved to be choked by big juicy cocks, not by medical materials!
“Calm down, Ty. A nurse is coming.”
Mallory had gone to look for someone.
My eyes were getting used to the surroundings. The lights seemed too bright. The beeping noise was too loud. But I was there. I saw Janice more clearly.
Although, I wondered if I was not becoming crazy… Janice was… blond!
In what kind of universe had I landed this time around?! She had always been a brunette. Always. Even my imagination could not have created this!
“Just try to relax, someone is going to come and take care of you.” Janice was crying.
I listened to her advice. It was not easy but I tried to calm my breathing. I looked around. I could move a little bit. There was a small Christmas tree in the corner of the room.
Who would put up a Christmas tree so early in October?
“That’s good, Tyler. I’m here. Just hold my hand. Yes, like that.”
I looked at the damn tree, I wanted Janice to understand that I was freaking out about this.
“Shh… Ty…”
I tried to write something on the palm of her hand with my fingers but she was not catching up to it.
“I bet the nurse will be here in just a second now.”
I grabbed a paper next to me. Yeap, I could definitely move. It was some labs results. If I could not talk with my mouth, I could still write something.
This time, Janice understood what I wanted and she hastily gave me a pen.
“Take it easy, Tyler. There’s no rush.”
There were many things crossing my mind but the only thing that I managed (very poorly) to write down was:
“How Long?”
Janice caressed my hair. She looked unsure about what to tell me. I looked at the damn Christmas tree again and then I looked back at her.
“55 days, Tyler.”
Fuck. I had been gone for nearly two months!
And then, I had a more terrifying thought.
If Janice was there by my side, where the hell was Austin?!
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