Curious Friends Explore Pt 18

I parted my cheeks so his cock could invade me completely. I felt his pubes tickling my hole in mere seconds. He pulsed his cock in my tight bottom and instantly hit my spot. A thick jet of precum erupted from my cock and made a dark line across his shirt.

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Though I had spent most of my time alone, wrapped in my own little nerd world for the past several years, (read: my entire life up to 5 months ago) even I had sometimes indulged in a few of the rituals inherent in a teenaged Summer. I had seen the summer blockbuster movies marketed to folks of my age group. You know the ones I’m talking about; where the overly attractive white boy “finds himself” with the help of the “alternative” girl and they have a series of adventures and missteps together. The popular boy stands up to his hateful clique of popular friends when they make fun of him for hanging out with the “weird chick,” and it all leads up to one terribly romantic kiss by a bonfire on a beach somewhere on a clear night with the full moon shining down on the two lovers sharing a blanket wrapped around their shoulders as the girl lays her head on his shoulder. They often star current Pop Princesses branching out from auto-tune into “acting,” or whichever Hollywood starlet is en vogue that month.

Disregarding the obvious flaws with such films (it takes weeks to get permits for bonfires on public beaches, not to mention it’s 90 degrees at night, even with a beachy breeze, so a blanket next to a roaring fire in July is just unthinkable; the people cast as the teenagers are usually in the range of early to mid twenties with zero acne and the shiniest hair imaginable) I hadn’t expected there to be as much truth to those plot lines as I found there to be during my summer before college with Daniel.

The morning after graduation and onwards will always be one of the most special times in my life. Just the contrast to my previous Summers alone was enough to make this one more than memorable. I didn’t even keep a list of the 50 novels and classics that I challenged myself to complete before each new school year, as I’d done since the summer before 6th grade! The list was growing pretty short at that point, anyhow; I’d read pretty much everything any reputable “Top 100” list could put out there. I did, however, challenge Daniel to read five novels that I thought he would enjoy given his affection for Jane Austen.

Daniel was perfection that Summer. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that he was doing everything in his power to keep us both occupied and busy so that I wouldn’t focus on the timeline that counted down the days to my departure for University. He refused to let me keep a calendar with the numbered days. He even confiscated all of my red sharpies and did a security check for anything that I might have tried to use to track the hours and days as they ticked by.

In all honesty, the schedule he planned for us allowed me little to no actual down time with which to obsess or worry about the future. Every day was something new to do, every night something equally spectacular. Even the days spent inside watching TV or bingeing on movies were packed to the point of excess.

(I made sure that he became well acquainted with the glory and fantasy that is the inestimable Katharine Hepburn. Can you believe he’d never seen any of her movies? We started with “Bringing up Baby,” and worked our way from there.)

We went camping, hiking, swimming in rivers and lakes and private pools, spent free hours and long weekends at Ian’s lake house, went to the beach four different times, each time to a different beach. Daniel racked up a lot of miles on his old Jeep for sure.

The jocks even took me and Justin to a batting cage and tried to teach us how to hit a baseball. Now, I say “tried” because neither of us could boast any real talent for hand eye coordination. But we both managed to hit a few pitches…when we weren’t flinching at the balls flying 95MPH towards our faces.

Daniel also took me shopping for new clothes a few times. He’d re-started our work out routine once school ended and finals were behind us; I had to admit I was noticing some changes to my body. I had broader shoulders now and the lines and grooves on my hips had deepened. Even my chest was beginning to morph from birdlike to some semblance of tone. Daniel insisted that a new body deserved new clothes and he was more than willing to provide them.

He helped me pick my courses for my first semester at school. I reveled in the freedom of choice and the sheer number of options. Our High School had a decent course catalogue, but there were only so many AP courses one could take. Daniel stoked that excitement when we were choosing my schedule, knowing that if he could get me riled up enough about the new things I would be learning in the Fall that I wouldn’t remember that I was picking the things that would eventually replace my time with him.

I wonder if it pained him to do so? I wonder if as he excitedly mentioned things he thought I would enjoy studying, he knew that he was offering his assistance at driving a wedge between us.

Sometimes, Daniel would wake me up in the middle of the night when we were staying at my house or his, bundle me into the Jeep in my pajamas or just a pair of undies. We would drive all night long with the windows down, just watching the landscape pass us by in a blur, staring at the stars and feeling the humid summer air on our skins.

Everything he did with me and for me just made me love him all the more.

I didn’t think it possible, but he anticipated my every mood, watched and listened and made that Summer all about me, him, and us. I didn’t even have the energy to worry about my parents increasingly bitter divorce or the fact that my father had started dating a lady who was closer to my age than his by at least a good two decades.

The one dark time in that Summer was the four days I had been forced to spend at freshman orientation. My University was out of state, still only 4 hours away (three if Ian was the one who drove,) but it seemed light years.

Daniel drove me up. Those four days were literal torture. I had already read all the information they drilled into us. I am not one for “team building” exercises and trust falls. If that wasn’t painfully obvious. I did my best to slip away and call Daniel whenever I could. I spent the nights tossing and turning on the ridiculously small dorm beds, unable to sleep without him near me.

If this was a glimpse of what school life would be like without him, I was seriously considering going the Bill Gates route and just dropping out before I even started. Every moment made my soul ache. I knew it would get better as I got used to it. But, dammit, I didn’t want to get used to it. I had spent years in hellish loneliness already. It seemed cruel that I would be tossed back into bottomless pit that so soon after Daniel rescued me from it.

As the dreaded move approached, I came home one afternoon to a note on the kitchen counter from my mother. In no uncertain terms, she threatened my life if I didn’t start going through my room and packing the things I would need to take with me and what I could part with or donate.

After two hours of procrastination, Daniel finally convinced me to get started. I plodded up the stairs like I was on a death march, Daniel behind me, literally pushing me up the stairs as I whined the entire way.

Daniel settled himself onto the foot of my bed, legs crossed easily beneath him.

“Three piles, babe. Keep and Pack over here, Donate in the middle, and trash over there,” he said, sectioning out my room for me.

“Do I have to?” I groaned. “Can’t I just throw it all out and start over. Better yet, burn the house down and get the insurance money and move to Bora Bora! You wanna go to Bora Bora with me? I’m sure we could find a bungalow somewhere!”

Daniel leaned back on his elbows and smiled at me.

“While the thought of you in a speedo on white sand beaches is enticing, I don’t think arson is the way to go babes. Come on, the sooner we get started, the sooner it’s done and we can go for a drive.”

“Uuuuuuuuuggh,” I sighed melodramatically, pulling open my closet doors, “but I blame you if I have an emotional breakdown.”


To say I went through the task slowly would be like saying the Grand Canyon is a drainage ditch. Every single item took minutes to contemplate. I even lined up my pencils and pens and did an ink and graphite test on a scrap piece of paper before tossing any of them into the trash.

The way I saw it, if I could draw this out for as long as possible, then it would take literally forever and I wouldn’t ever have to move. If I could just keep this sorting going, then next weekend wouldn’t be allowed to arrive.

But dragging my feet also prolonged my pain. Each item I found and sorted was like chipping off a piece of my soul. Daniel did his best to help me along with words of encouragement and witty comments about clothes and things I wouldn’t ever wear again.

(I distinctly remember a heated conversation about the pros and cons of overalls. He won that battle and the overalls are probably still hanging on a Goodwill rack somewhere.)

Several hours later, I pulled a shoe box from the top of my now empty closet. I poured the contents onto the bed: discarded bits of paper and receipts and broken tidbits. Why I kept them, I have no idea. None of them had any value. I was gearing up to sweep them all back into the box and toss the entire thing onto the trash pile when I caught the glimmer of silver on the bottom.

I fished it out and held it up to the light.

“Holy shit,” I breathed.

“Is that?”

I nodded.

I had totally forgotten all about it.

The silver cock ring Daniel had bought me for my Birthday that first weekend we’d spent in Boston. When this whole thing had started. It shone and sparkled in my fingers and I couldn’t stop staring at it. The first thing Daniel had ever gotten for me, and I had almost thrown it away.

I felt my chest getting tighter. I found it difficult to blink for fear I would dislodge the tears I knew were starting to well up in my eyes.

“You okay, baby?” Daniel asked quietly. I could feel his eyes on me, feel his tense concern.

I tried to nod my head but before I could do so convincingly, I felt a hot tear run down my cheek.

Daniel’s arms were around me before the second tear could fall; I was suddenly crushed to his chest. I buried my face into his shoulder and breathed him in, everything that made him my Daniel.

“Shhh, it’s okay David. It’s okay.” He comforted as I tried to stop the tears.

Daniel released me from his hug and jogged to close my door. He returned a moment later and grabbed my face in his hands, turning me up to kiss him.

It’s nearly impossible to cry when you are kissing the man you love. At least, not without slathering him in snot and salt water. And who wants that?

Over and over he kissed me, my breath getting ever shorter as he gave me no time to recover between attacks. He pulled me tight to his body and pressed his lips to mine hard and fast, his tongue darting out to meet mine. As was always the case when we kissed, my brain went a little fuzzy. The emotions roiling inside me like a turbulent sea were still there, but they were wrapped and contained in the fog created by Daniel’s physical affirmations of his love for me.

I felt his hands on the small of my back pulling me to him tighter and tighter as our tongues danced together. I heard a loud metal clink when I dropped the silver cock ring so I could slide my arms under his and grab into his muscled back.

Without warning, I shot onto my tippy toes when Daniel grabbed my crotch in a full and tight squeeze.

“Ahhhhh,!” I sighed high in my throat, my eyes on the ceiling, eyelids flickering.

Daniel rubbed and I responded instantly.

“Daniel, what are you doing?”

His fingers were at the button on my pants, fumbling but eventually popping it. He pushed them to the floor. My cock pulsed and throbbed hard against my red boy shorts, brought to life already by my expert boyfriend.

“What does it look like I’m doing, silly?”

He sunk to his knees before me, kneeling midway between the Donate and Trash piles, his hands on my hips, keeping me firmly in place. As if I had any intention of moving or running from his sudden affections.

There is nothing so sexy as looking down into the upturned eyes of your boyfriend as his lips move over your cock, even trapped behind red cotton as mine was. The sun sparkled in his brown gold eyes as he stared up at me, setting the specks of gold in their depths on fire and making my knees tremble. His breath was hot and moist on the underside of my head as he tongued and kissed up and down my shaft and sucked on my balls through the briefs.

My fingers were in his dark curls pulling him deeper into my crotch.

I felt like I had been unshackled when he pulled down my briefs and my thick cock swung forward. It didn’t even make one complete bounce before Daniel’s lips were around it and half of my length was buried in his throat.

I stepped out of my pants and undies as he bobbed further down my shaft. His tongue made waves against me; he knew just the right amount of pressure to use, just the right amount of sucking and manipulation.

I grabbed the sides of his head and guided him further down, pushing him into my hips and feeling every inch of my rock hard tool sink into him. He didn’t even flinch as his nose ground into my trimmed pubes. His fingers massaged and prodded at my high ass and his throat spasmed around me, milking me in time to my own throbs.

He pulled back and gasped, wiping a tear from his eye.

“Fuck my face babe? Please?” he asked between panting breaths. “I want to feel you slide in and out.”

I didn’t need to be asked twice.

Daniel opened his mouth again and I mercilessly pushed my cock down his gullet.

Somewhere in my brain I was conscious of making sure I didn’t hurt him, but that somewhere was very deeply buried. I needn’t have worried. If the moans escaping from Daniel’s full mouth were any indication, he was enjoying this rougher intercourse as much if not more than I.

In and out I thrust my hips, watching my slick wet cock vanish inside him as he stared up at me through his thick dark lashes. I picked up the speed as I felt the fog around my swirling emotions begin to sink into them. I struggled to maintain control on them, scared that if I let them gain the upper hand I wouldn’t be able to stop myself or control my body and might actually harm him.

My dick was in absolute heaven. It pulsed out a steady stream of precum into my love which he took with practiced ease, swallowing whenever he could, between sighs and groans.

“You’re gonna make me cum soon baby,” I warned, never slowing my thrusts, grinding my hips into his face when he had me all the way inside his throat.

Even if I had lost control, Daniel was much the stronger of our pair. He easily pulled off of my dick and held me back with little trouble. I was a tiny bit proud when I saw the muscles in his arms tense up a bit as he held me back. At least I gave him a little bit of a challenge.

But only a little.

“Not yet,” he begged, grabbing my slick shaft with a free hand and stroking me gently. His thumb worked up to my slit and pushed out another drop of crystal clear stickiness which he flicked onto the tip of his tongue.

He stood quickly, turned his back to me, lifted his tank top and pushed his shorts to the floor. He bent at the waist over the foot of my bed then crawled up onto his knees on the mattress.

He turned to look back at me, pressed his chest to the comforter and pushed his bare ass in my direction. His perfectly tanned ass, only darker and more defined after hours in the sun and days at the gym, was presented to me like a gift. His tight hole puckered in and out, hairless, pristine, and waiting. I loved how his massive balls hung down between his muscular thighs, swinging like two eggs in a basket. His dick must have been rock hard because I couldn’t even see it’s glorious length from behind him.

He reached behind him and ran a finger down his crack, pressing it into his own hole.

“Fuck me. Now.”

It was not a question. It was most definitely a direct order from a superior office.

“But I’m not…”

“Now. Shut up, don’t think, and fuck me. Make me cum. Shoot your cock off inside me.”

“Daniel,” I began.

“Now,” he moaned, burying his face into the covers and wiggling his bare ass in the open air. “Shut up and fuck me right now.”

Gay or straight or anything in between, when someone begs you to fuck them, it’s no longer a question of if you will, but when or how much.

Daniel had decided on the when. And that when was right fucking now. It would have been un-southern not to grant his request. And I was and still remain every inch a southern gentleman.

I didn’t so much as align my cock head against Daniel’s open and waiting hole before he slammed his hips back hard into my cock and impaled himself.

“Ahhhhhhh, God Yes! Fuck me!” he screamed.

My dick was in the vice of his shute, pressed on all sides and ensconced in the heat of his passions. I felt his hole tremble around the base of my cock pressed all the way inside him, felt that hard knot of nerves buried deep, throbbing against my cock head.

Daniel rocked on his knees, quickly fucking himself against my pole, pulling an inch or two off before sliding it back inside him. He whimpered and gripped the bed sheets in white knuckled fists. I dug my fingers into his hip bones, and used one hand to press his chest harder to the mattress. Not that I had any real effect in keeping him face down there. He could have easily evaded my grip, but when he felt the pressure as I pushed down between his shoulder blades his entire body shook.

“Hard,” he whined. “Fuck me hard. God baby, I need it, fuck me hard.”

I more than obliged.

I rarely ever felt strong or all that manly, but as I pumped into Daniel’s tight hole, I found that I was gritting my teeth and growling low in my chest. Each thrust felt like an affirmation of myself.

Harder and harder I pounded into his tight hole, watching him squirm beneath me, his muscles taught and a thin sheen beginning to form on his lower back. He whimpered and sighed into the blankets, balled up his fists and pounded the mattress.

“Yes. Don’t stop, David. Oh fuck yes, Pound my ass! Oh god just fuck me harder. Harder! Fuck baby.”

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85 thoughts on “Curious Friends Explore Pt 18

  1. Robert Sommerfeldt says:

    I really liked this story. Waited to get the next installment. Will really miss it. Looks like this is the end of this line.

  2. Eric says:

    Like everyone else, I couldn’t wait for each instalment to be posted. A feel good story that was more than just sex. Well developed characters and plot lines. So many possibilities could come from this. Looking forward to reading more from this author, like Ian and Justin!

    • Ray says:

      Hi again. I haven’t deleted this segment of the story as I keep coming back every day to read #5 and it brings tears of joy fir Daniel and David and I know it’s only a story but it sure tugs at my heart strings. I just wish that another chapter would soon appear on udatz. There are several avenues the story could take that would also pull in Ion, Jason and Adam along with Daniel and David. Hope it happens soon.

  3. Murray says:

    There have been a couple of times on this website where they tell the same story, but from the viewpoint of the other person. It would be fascinating to go through this entire David and Daniel story from the viewpoint of Daniel. I’d be interested to know what went on inside Daniel’s head over the last several months of high school as he comes to a new appreciation of what life can offer him. There were moments of the story where Daniel went away to do things on his own. What did he say to Coach B to convince Coach B to offer Daniel the manager’s job. What was the conversation between Daniel and his mother when he decided to share his MVP Award? What were some of the conversations Daniel might have had with his teammates when David wasn’t around? There are a lot of story gaps that could be filled in knowing what was happening on Daniel’s side of this experience.

    • DooD says:

      I thought the same thing and was planning on posting a comment this effect today myself! I can relate to being the gay nerd and feeling insecure at that age, but I would like to get the viewpoint of the curious jock exploring and then realizing he is falling in love with a guy; that would be a story I’d love to read. Conversations with Ian after he found out about David and Daniel, any conversations that may have happened with Adam or his mom, the team, Amy, it would be so interesting … although wouldn’t mind hearing more about Ian and Justin as well, this could be a full series. This has been the best story on here, it’s the only one that had me coming to the site daily to find throughout its run. I hope the author sees these comments and takes the requests to heart .. and if he does i hope i recognize if it happens, i don’t necessarily read every story, so I’d hate to miss it. C’mon 2020 has been rough, we could use more joy in our lives!

  4. Sir Rick Mora says:

    Was hoping it was not the end and disappointing when opened email and no chapter 19. Please give us some college stuff and the other boys. Let them get married. Please.

    • Ray says:

      Please bring Daniel and David back, it was so touching that I cried as I felt a part of their love. Fantastic!! And you could bring Ian and Jason in for a weekend. So many more opportunities to continue this story. Do it!!!!!

  5. Alan says:

    Holy shit! I actually cried! Please please don’t let this be the end of the Daniel and David story😥😥😥 I’m so in love with their story! Please bring it back💜💙💚💛🧡❤

  6. zack1614 says:

    NO! NO! NO! Today (1/11/21), for the first time in 19 days, there is no new Part of “Curious Friends Explore”, The saga of D&D, nor any notation of a “wait, more is coming”!?? PLEASE don’t say there is nothing forthcoming…I am bereft!
    Come on my fellow readers…raise a ruckus! We MUST have more!!!

    • James says:

      Zack I feel the same way. It was sad not to find another chapter today…. the author could do so much more with this story. It was great while it lasted:(

    • Michael in NJ says:

      Just got home from work. I was anxious all day wondering if I would be smiling or crying. This story has been a roller coaster of ups & downs, but through it all “unconditional love” was what kept it on track. I was the hs gay kid who also happened to be a great athlete. This story was my teenage fantasy come to life. I hope the story continues, and when it concludes we discover was told by D & D’s best friends.

  7. zack1614 says:

    ANOTHER “hint” of story time setting from Part 18:
    Reference to the movie “The Craft” which was released in 1996;
    added to reference to NSYNC (late 90’s);
    no TSA at airport (pre 9/11/01);
    are 20 years from the events of our story of D&D?

      • zack1614 says:

        William, yes, there has been “airport security” since the hijackings of the 70’s BUT, the extensive searches/pat downs/shoe removal, etc. of TSA did not start until November 2001 (after 9/11).

  8. Rick says:

    The one part of the story that didn’t make sense is the part about matching up the gay students. If half the gay students got rooms, where were the other half of the gay students supposed to be living until they got matched to roommates? Maybe living in their cars in the parking lot?

    I was expecting to read that the results of the second SAT test had given Daniel the score necessary to get in to David’s school.

  9. Steve says:

    I love this story if this is the end it been a fantastic and awsome story the author is fantastic love for it to continue this is the longest story on here is there any place i can buy a digital copy

  10. Alan says:

    YES YES YES !!
    I agree with all of the comments above, except one this can’t end it must continue. I’ve been in emotional turmoil with a dying parent, and this story (even though I bring me to tears every chapter) has been a anchor for me. The love that D&D share is so beautiful it makes my heart soar even when it’s breaking in real life. This author is incredibly talented and this needs to continue!! Please sir and UDATZ keep this going 🙏

    • zack1614 says:

      Have lost both my parents. I know what you must be going through. Stay strong and start remembering ,now, all the good things! And, YES…I hope they keep this going it makes my heart “soar” also!

    • Jeremy Page-Wood says:

      Exactly my thoughts, this has been the best story ever and I too have cried again and again for them as it feels real. Such a hopeless romantic.

  11. flowerman says:

    Like so many comments it brought me to tears. It was an incredible chapter and proves what true love can and will make happen. Daniel is such a strong, supportive and caring lover.

  12. Robbie says:

    Well this looks like the end which ended like I said it would surprising David that Daniel transferred schools. So that means his SAT scores was much much better this time around cudos to great and loving parents and a great H.S. Coach for helping to keep true love together. Still things left up in the air but if this is the end I am satisfied💯😍

  13. zack1614 says:

    Second reading of Part 18:
    These two sentences disquieted me:
    “To this day, I love watching a man’s eyes roll into the back of his head. Daniel’s did just that when I guided his cock head to my hole and slowly sank down onto him.”
    On reflection and to the “present”(?) David speaks of a later time and reference to “…a man’s eyes roll”; A MAN, other than Daniel? PLEASE, NO!
    I think I am falling in love with Daniel! D&D reminds me of the one time in my life I came close to feeling and experiencing the depth of love and romantic “obsession” they have (alas for me, that was unable to be sustained and after a profound hurt, I have never allowed a subsequent possibility of putting my heart at such risk again)!
    D&D has become my default pleasant thought on a daily basis. Yes, I continue my regular day to day functioning of work and social involvement, the required, necessary and the sometimes mundane but when no other thoughts or duties occupy me, I think of D&D and their world of love, sensual and satisfied lust, growth, awakening, self definition and certainty. For them and from without there is also acceptance, support, validation and friendship. The very romance of it all is (I hate using the overused word) AWESOME!
    The last time I was so engrossed in anything “literary” was when I was 14 and read “David Copperfield” the first time (even then I thought “Master Copperfield” had the hots for Steerforth). I have not enjoyed a read so much since and am intensely grateful to the author and UDATZ for this euphoria!

    • Joey Boy says:

      Nailed it, Zack! Bummed to see it end. I also haven’t read a story this long (and so good) in ages. Most of the udatz stories are pretty decent, but this one definitely by far upped the ante quite a bit. Making me cry?! Dang. 😂

    • Cajun says:

      You forget that Daniel had them play, at least with Ian. Nothing to say they didnt explore more.

      Agree with all other comments that this author could do “college years of D&D”, write the same story from Daniel’s perspective, etc. So many possibilities. And if the author publishes more of this storyline in another venue, please let us know!

  14. Ray says:

    Absolutely great and happy ending to this particular chapter. I just knew Daniel wasn’t going to leave David alone but when he left then I was a bit confused but marvelous turn off events. Can hardly wait till tomorrow.

    • Ray says:

      Hi. I sure missed today’s episode with David and Daniel. I was disappointed. I sure hope that wasn’t the end as it was the most beautiful love story. Please don’t let it end.

    • Doug says:

      I miss the daily chapter release of the David & Daniel story. Much more could be developed, including about their friends lives and relationships. I’m encouraging the writer to do so as these characters all spoke to me in different ways. Great writing…thank you UDATZ. More please.

    • Ray says:

      I woke up thinking about Daniel and David. Daniel mentioned several times about marriage so the story can’t end and also poor Adam, I think deep down he likes David as well. He could come visit the pair at college for the weekend and since they have a king bed then the sleeping arrangements would be no problem. This is the best love story I’ve ever read, please don’t let it end. Also Ian and Jason have come on the scene so there’s so much that can follow. Thanks

  15. Cody says:

    The best story, best descriptive writing, best progression, best tearjerker ever, best laughter, best creative writing, best revenge (against Amy), best characters (D&D, Ian, Justin, Coach B, Frick & Frat, both Moms, and little sis), the best and happiest ending of all time. And finally, the very best and hottest sex scenes ever put to paper. I would go as far to say Scorching! Thank you for 18 days of pure bliss 🙂

  16. Denny says:

    Please keep writing more of this story. Everyday i look online to make sure more has been posted. D and D are now part of my heart.

  17. John says:

    I was about to cry the way it was ending. I couldn’t believe it!
    Fantastic news that they will be together in school.
    Want more and more!!
    Always have loved Daniel and David’ growth has been phenomenal!!

  18. Frantz says:

    So this is probably the best story I’ve read here. I had tears in my eyes multiple times. Beautiful story! Please right the follow up!

  19. Tom says:

    In my 74 years on this earth, I have never shed more tears than when reading this compilation. I caught the reference to the author at the beginning of an earlier chapter. I hope this story continues Udatz; you can tell from the comments on this page that it has a huge following. Keep it going; it makes the day for a lot of readers.

  20. Kyle M says:

    Ok, gentlemen…the tears flowed freely on this one. The ending made my day! I hope there’s more to come, like a 2nd book. But if not, this was an amazing ride. Kudos to the author. Don’t be a stranger! ❤️

  21. zack1614 says:

    I KNEW IT!
    God, I love these boys! D&D, Ian, Justin FANTASTIC!
    Also, crazy about my fellow D&D fans, you guys are wonderful!
    Only first reading….more later!

  22. Ricky L Hicks says:

    Oh! Thank god! Keep writing this book! Other characters mixing with David and Daniels lives! I love Ian and Justin and I want to hear more about them. Frick and frack. Adam. I am so excited to read MORE!

  23. Jerry says:

    Please keep this story going it has had me crying
    Happy tears I don’t cry to books but this book has been absolutely beautiful written
    I hope you bring Ian and Justin back into this story
    How great if they all ended up in the same college

  24. Nick says:

    Again, you leave me crying! Keep it going. I want to follow these two at least up until their wedding!
    And if there’s any way I can find out the author’s name, I want to follow him throughout his career. I will buy every book he publishes. Fantastic writing!

    • James says:

      Right there with you Tom!!
      If I were David, after the initial shock wore off, neither of us would be sleeping for quite some time and the WHOLE dorm would know what we were doing!!

  25. Jim says:

    *** Incoherent screaming ****

    For the love of God, YES!

    I was reliving my move to college with David and dying inside again – The ending of this chapter was everything I could have hoped for, but PLEASE feel encouraged to keep going! There’s so much more can be told about their lives together, and I for one am ready for the ride! UDATZ, don’t screw this up- you have loyal fans here who are losing their sh!t over this story!!!

    I’m greedy, but I want MORE! PLEASE?!??!

  26. James says:

    I started crying on page three. OMG Daniel did it again. Showing David that he would move heaven and earth to be with him. The story seems complete now but I would LOVE for it to continue!! Would be great to hear about their time together and summers back home with the rest of the guys. Still want to know what Adam said to Amy. How long and how far did Paul and Gordon go with each other and of course the romance between Ian and Justin.

    Great story PLEASE keep it going!!

  27. William Mollema says:

    I don’t know what to say…..I’m at a loss for words. I went through that farewell scene in the dorm room and it brought back all those same feelings I had decades ago. This was just over powering , gut wrenching, and beautiful. This brought back those feelings so vividly it was like it was happening to me now instead of 60 years ago. What a beautiful story.

  28. Penfire says:

    Awesome. Knew Daniel had something up his sleeve. He never did share his scores with David. David’s bedroom scene was too dam hot 🔥🔥🔥. Also loved the part about Daniel’s first gift to David. Thought for a moment that when Daniel opened David’s fly and pants were off that he was going to slip the ring onto David’s cock to help delay his desire to cum. Then the matching rings and holding hands was great and the hint of a future marriage for these hot lovers. There was some what of a hint that something was going to happen when Daniel bought all those things for David’s dorm room (10 by 10 prison – lol). There were lots of things bought (4 car loads). I could not fit all that stuff in my part of the room. Wondered when David’s mom got the keys if she also got Daniel’s keys. Lots of planning. Cool surprise when David came back to room and found stuff had been moved to one side and beds pushed together. What a great surprise. I thought that maybe David’s roommate was going to be Justin and that he was going to do some long-term studying from David and have David mentor him on taking and receiving cock and cum to help him please Ian to new heights. I thought about Justin coming out of the shower and saying to David,” Hey sweetie, I always wanted to have you sucking my cock and drinking my cum. Come over here and show me how a pro does it. Then Justin would have David fuck him. Justin would the beg David for permission to fuck him. When Daniel came out of he shower, my heart felt the emotion that David had. I would have sucked his cock until his balls were drained and bred his ass and spanked it for all the torture he put him through by leaving him in his dorm room. Hope no one joins them in their suite. Or maybe Justin and Ian will be their suite mates. Then maybe David can teach Justin more. Or Ian can have a ride on David. Best story here. Waiting for more

  29. Daddy Rick says:

    This was awesome and need to and hope you continue on. How about also more on Justin and Ian as well as frick and frack …

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