Blurred Lights - 2 - Sex Stories

Blurred Lights - 2

2 – It’s My Life The whole world stopped spinning. Link, drunk off of his ass, recognized the aesthetically pleasing frat boy that decided to hold the wall up beside him. They hadn't seen each other in just over a year and had no idea they were attending the same school. To say he was excited to see him was an overstatement. On the other hand, it took Brad a moment to recognize Link. He was no longer the feisty bite-sized package that he had known in high school. 'My, how you've matured,' he thought to himself with a slight smirk on his face. They were both in their own worlds before they were brought back to reality with the song and lighting change. Link made an attempt to leave but stumbled into Brad's arms. Brad, not knowing what to do since he was only slightly less impaired, propped him back up on the wall delicately. "Juss whadaya tryin' to do ta me?" Link said in a slur. "Keep yer ugly ass from fallin', dipshit," Brad slurred back. The two engaged in a staring match for a few moments before Avery appeared out of thin air, grabbed Link and drug him outside into the humid early morning air. Brad followed curiously trying to figure out why the other person looked familiar to him. “Bro guess what?” Avery excitedly asked Link as they made their way down the porch steps. “Err, wha?” Link slurred, trying to focus on keeping up with Avery. The amber streetlights on the drive leading down Greek Row were blurred to hell and back. Avery looked over at Link and caught him ...

... before he stumbled over again. Never had he seen him so torn up before. At least, not like this. On the silent walk back to the dorms, Avery let his mind wonder. Was Brad here all this time? What were Brad and Link talking about back at the party? He decided he wouldn’t tell Link about what happened upstairs until he could figure out a good time to let him know. He couldn’t help but feel somewhat jealous of the fact that he saw them together. He trusted Link to tell him the full details, or at least what he could remember. Until then, he’d keep an eye out for the guy that hurt Link to his very core. Not too far behind, Brad was following the boys. The crisp of the early morning air and scent of freshly cut grass was sobering him up somewhat. Brad was always a morning person. He had to find out where they were going. His stomach was tying itself in knots over Link. He tried to reason in his head about following him. Yes, Link busted his jaw and sent a guy to the hospital. Of course, he said he was never going to talk to him again. But somehow he felt like he could get past it if he just talked to him. Then it dawned on him that all of the girls he had slept with were just pawns in trying to replace him. At least, that’s what it felt like after all of this time. He stuffed his fists into his letterman jacket as he slowed down knowing that he wasn’t prepared to face this kind of situation. More importantly, he wasn’t ready for this hell of a walk across the expansive campus. He ...