Extremeophile
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- Feb 26, 2020
Hey, look over there. Isn't that Zachary? I didn't realize he would be here." The voice of his best friend broke into Theodore's trance. He had been zoning out just watching the beach but at the name he perked up immediately.
"Where?" He asked, looking around. Chris might not have known that Zach would be here, but Theo had known. It's why he had picked this hotel in the first place. The three college students all lived in the same dorm but Theo had never spoken to Zach, only admired him from afar. For two years now he had been crushing on the other though he would never openly admit it. After all, no one knew that he was gay and he highly doubted that Zach was. So instead he continued to torment himself by watching him, imagining bringing the younger boy back to his own dorm and shoving him up against the wall, and fucking his brains out. How many times had he masterbated to the idea?
"Over there." Chris pointed and Theo followed the gesture. Sure enough, there he was. Pale green eyes took in the clothing the man wore and he could feel his cock growing hard. "What the fuck is he wearing?" Chris asked, chuckling. "Looks like some sort of 'come fuck me' outfit. Does he realize how gay he looks?"
Theo swallowed hard, his eyes traveling from the short shorts to the button down shirt and finally landing on the gay pride bracelet. Fuck. Was Zach really gay? He let out a heated breath but then took a deep breath and managed to compose himself. "I think that's the point, Christopher." He said, using his friend's full name for emphasis.
"Shit. You don't think, really?" He asked, raising his beer and taking a drink.
"Mmm." Theo made a noncommittal noise but inside he was rejoicing. He had come here because he had heard from Zach's roommate - whom he was good friends with - that the sophomore would be coming here for spring break. He had hoped to get the opportunity to see him in swim trunks, even if that meant having to see him with some chick. Now that he saw him wearing that, however... The possibilities were too good to be true. "I think I see my prize." He commented casually and when Chris looked at him he casually pointed to a younger girl standing near the exit. She looked like she was already drunk and like she was eager to leave with the next guy that walked up. "I'll catch you later." He told Chris then held out his hand for a fist-bump before walking over to the very intoxicated college girl.
It was easy to pick up college girls, especially drunk ones that were willing to jump into bed with the next guy to come around. It didn't take much to convince her to return to his room. Though after only twenty minutes she passed out on his bed. That was the best possible outcome to this. He didn't actually want her, he just needed an excuse to ditch Chris. Now if his friend came knocking in the morning he'd find the passed out girl and, hopefully, assume that Theo and she had a wild night then passed out and he had gone out prowling again in the morning before she woke. She was drunk enough that she wouldn't remember anything either way.
Now he had to go get ready to hit on Zach. What kind of guy would Zach like? After going through everything in his suitcase he decided nothing he owned would work. What if Chris saw him? He needed something else. With a quick glance at the woman passed out on his bed, he grabbed his wallet and left his room again. Thankfully the resort had a multitude of gift stores that catered to the party life of all sorts of college students. Deciding to go with the tall, dark and mysterious trope, Theo found a black tuxedo and then picked out a gold and black mask to go with it. Funny enough, with as outlandish as the outfit seemed - it certainly would have been out of place at the school for one - with the wide variety of tastes here on this island, he blended right in.
Feeling only a little nervous, he made his way back to the bar. As he searched he became increasingly more anxious. Where had Zach gone. Surely he hadn't left already, right? Just as he was starting to inwardly panic, he spotted the younger man at the bar. Damn, another man was already hitting on him. Though the overweight, drunk man did seem to be coming off far too pushy. In fact if Theo was reading the situation correctly, the college youth was trying to push the drunken man away.
Increasing his pace, he moved through the crowd and pulled the drunk man off Zach. "Can't you see he's not interested?" He asked in his deepest, most aggressive tone.
"Was it to you?" The man asked in a slur. "Clearly the little queer wants a man to come fuck him."
"I think what he wants is a real man. Not some drunken slob like you." Theo retorted quickly. The man didn't reply, just swung his fist at Theo.
Not only was Theo not drunk, but he was also a star athlete with quick reflects. He easily dodged the sloppy punch then used the man's own momentum to send him falling into the crowd nearby. It wasn't long before security came to escort the drunk man back to his room. Standing protectively behind Zach, he waited until the man was gone before turning his attention back onto the man whom he had been lusting after for far too long. "Are you alright, he didn't hurt you, did he?" He asked gently, setting a caressing hand on Zach's wrist and letting his thumb ever so lightly play with the bracelet there. Unlike the man he had just fended off, the only smell lingering to Theo was a warm, but not overpowering, cologne.
"Where?" He asked, looking around. Chris might not have known that Zach would be here, but Theo had known. It's why he had picked this hotel in the first place. The three college students all lived in the same dorm but Theo had never spoken to Zach, only admired him from afar. For two years now he had been crushing on the other though he would never openly admit it. After all, no one knew that he was gay and he highly doubted that Zach was. So instead he continued to torment himself by watching him, imagining bringing the younger boy back to his own dorm and shoving him up against the wall, and fucking his brains out. How many times had he masterbated to the idea?
"Over there." Chris pointed and Theo followed the gesture. Sure enough, there he was. Pale green eyes took in the clothing the man wore and he could feel his cock growing hard. "What the fuck is he wearing?" Chris asked, chuckling. "Looks like some sort of 'come fuck me' outfit. Does he realize how gay he looks?"
Theo swallowed hard, his eyes traveling from the short shorts to the button down shirt and finally landing on the gay pride bracelet. Fuck. Was Zach really gay? He let out a heated breath but then took a deep breath and managed to compose himself. "I think that's the point, Christopher." He said, using his friend's full name for emphasis.
"Shit. You don't think, really?" He asked, raising his beer and taking a drink.
"Mmm." Theo made a noncommittal noise but inside he was rejoicing. He had come here because he had heard from Zach's roommate - whom he was good friends with - that the sophomore would be coming here for spring break. He had hoped to get the opportunity to see him in swim trunks, even if that meant having to see him with some chick. Now that he saw him wearing that, however... The possibilities were too good to be true. "I think I see my prize." He commented casually and when Chris looked at him he casually pointed to a younger girl standing near the exit. She looked like she was already drunk and like she was eager to leave with the next guy that walked up. "I'll catch you later." He told Chris then held out his hand for a fist-bump before walking over to the very intoxicated college girl.
It was easy to pick up college girls, especially drunk ones that were willing to jump into bed with the next guy to come around. It didn't take much to convince her to return to his room. Though after only twenty minutes she passed out on his bed. That was the best possible outcome to this. He didn't actually want her, he just needed an excuse to ditch Chris. Now if his friend came knocking in the morning he'd find the passed out girl and, hopefully, assume that Theo and she had a wild night then passed out and he had gone out prowling again in the morning before she woke. She was drunk enough that she wouldn't remember anything either way.
Now he had to go get ready to hit on Zach. What kind of guy would Zach like? After going through everything in his suitcase he decided nothing he owned would work. What if Chris saw him? He needed something else. With a quick glance at the woman passed out on his bed, he grabbed his wallet and left his room again. Thankfully the resort had a multitude of gift stores that catered to the party life of all sorts of college students. Deciding to go with the tall, dark and mysterious trope, Theo found a black tuxedo and then picked out a gold and black mask to go with it. Funny enough, with as outlandish as the outfit seemed - it certainly would have been out of place at the school for one - with the wide variety of tastes here on this island, he blended right in.
Feeling only a little nervous, he made his way back to the bar. As he searched he became increasingly more anxious. Where had Zach gone. Surely he hadn't left already, right? Just as he was starting to inwardly panic, he spotted the younger man at the bar. Damn, another man was already hitting on him. Though the overweight, drunk man did seem to be coming off far too pushy. In fact if Theo was reading the situation correctly, the college youth was trying to push the drunken man away.
Increasing his pace, he moved through the crowd and pulled the drunk man off Zach. "Can't you see he's not interested?" He asked in his deepest, most aggressive tone.
"Was it to you?" The man asked in a slur. "Clearly the little queer wants a man to come fuck him."
"I think what he wants is a real man. Not some drunken slob like you." Theo retorted quickly. The man didn't reply, just swung his fist at Theo.
Not only was Theo not drunk, but he was also a star athlete with quick reflects. He easily dodged the sloppy punch then used the man's own momentum to send him falling into the crowd nearby. It wasn't long before security came to escort the drunk man back to his room. Standing protectively behind Zach, he waited until the man was gone before turning his attention back onto the man whom he had been lusting after for far too long. "Are you alright, he didn't hurt you, did he?" He asked gently, setting a caressing hand on Zach's wrist and letting his thumb ever so lightly play with the bracelet there. Unlike the man he had just fended off, the only smell lingering to Theo was a warm, but not overpowering, cologne.