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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Simon apologized as he noticed the pained expression on Wilhelm's face; he definitely needed some relief.
As quickly as possible.
Simon had gone to fetch a condom from his bathroom, a condom for the most handsome guy in his college class.
Wilhelm Larsson.
It all started a few weeks ago. Simon had always admired Wilhelm from afar. From the moment he laid eyes on him in their anatomy class, he was captivated by his beauty, the way his voice sounded when he talked about Michelangelo's sculptures, and how his smile could light up the room.
Simon had secretly been in love with Wilhelm, but he never had the courage to admit it. Until one rainy night, Wilhelm invited him for a drink.
And things just happened. Animated conversation, laughter, heated make-out sessions against the cold college walls, a casual touch that soon turned into something more intense.
Wilhelm's gaze met Simon's, and in that moment, they both knew they couldn't ignore the tension that existed between them.
The reason they were having sex now was simple, yet confusing.
Simon had confessed to Wilhelm that he was feeling overwhelmed with college assignments and needed something to distract him. Surprisingly, Wilhelm offered himself as a distraction.
In the past few weeks, they had been meeting in secret in their rooms at night, surrendering to the desire they had kept repressed during their morning classes. Casual sex was a way for Simon to relieve stress, but also an excuse to be close to his newfound passion.
Wilhelm was aware of Simon's feelings, but for now, they kept things simple. Furtive encounters and nights filled with pleasure. Nothing more. After all, they weren't in a position to sustain a serious relationship at the moment.
Simon opened the condom and rolled it onto Wilhelm's rigid member, making Wilhelm moan with anticipation at the contact.
Simon returned to his usual position, straddling Wilhelm's lap and wrapping his arms around his neck. Carefully, he sat on Wilhelm's penis, feeling it slowly enter him.
It was an overwhelming sense of relief, and he couldn't help but moan and breathe heavily. Simon started moving up and down, slowly at first but quickly picking up the pace when he felt close to climaxing.
Wilhelm caressed his back, the feeling of being inside Simon was incredible. "Fuck, you're so tight," Wilhelm groaned, holding onto Simon's waist tightly.
Suddenly, Simon's phone started beeping at an inopportune moment, completely breaking the wave of the impending climax. He let out a frustrated sigh and apologized to Wilhelm before leaning over to pick up the phone from the bed.
It was the alarm he had set to study for the final exams.
"Wait a second, I'll turn it off," Simon said with a concerned look, swiping the screen of his phone to deactivate the alarm.
Wilhelm nodded understandingly. "Oh, it's okay, no problem."
Simon mumbled another apology, turning off the alarm. He knew that academic responsibility was still there, despite the heat of the moment.
Simon then approached Wilhelm, his gaze softening, and he began to caress his hair, leaving small kisses on his face.
Simon's skillful fingers affectionately stroked Wilhelm's hair as he kissed his forehead, cheeks, and lips gently.
Wilhelm closed his eyes, enjoying Simon's affection, and a soft smile curved his lips until Simon continued with the firm movements up and down with their hips.
Wilhelm started moaning loudly, saying, 'Oh, Simon, just like that...' which made Simon immediately place his hand over Wilhelm's mouth to stifle the sounds.
They were covering each other's mouths forcefully, the dorm walls were thin, and their roommates would probably hear their moans if they were busy studying.
Wilhelm continued to assertively grip Simon's buttocks, pulling him closer and intensifying their movements.
Simon kept moaning louder, and Wilhelm's hand was starting to become insufficient to muffle the sounds.
"Simon, quiet..." Wilhelm whispered, his nails scratching Simon's back.
Simon arched and accidentally bit Wilhelm's hand when he climaxed forcefully, finally finding relief after so long.
Wilhelm climaxed shortly after, and Simon collapsed on top of him, completely breathless.
"So good, Wille, damn..." Simon cursed, trying to catch his breath and holding Wilhelm's face with his warm hands.
It had been the best sex of their lives.
Wilhelm didn't respond, he just leaned in and began to kiss a sensitive spot on Simon's neck that he knew very well.
Simon gasped at the contact, grabbing Wilhelm's hair and pulling it slightly.
"Don't take it out yet..." Wilhelm requested, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling of being inside Simon for a little while longer.
Simon nodded, "I won't." He replied, moving his hips torturously slowly, just to savor the weight of Wille's penis inside him.
"I love being like this... inside you."
"Me too," Simon smiled, starting to create some small braids in Wilhelm's hair.
Wilhelm furrowed his brow slightly confused. "What are you doing?"
Simon let out a soft laugh, "Shhh, it's going to look beautiful." He continued to braid the strands carefully.
"Are you a hairdresser in your spare time?" Wilhelm asked.
Simon smiled goofily, "Yes."
"And is there anything else I should know about you that you haven't told me?"
"Hmm," Simon pondered for a few seconds. "In my spare time, I also have sex with the most handsome guy in college." He gazed into the depths of Wilhelm's honey-colored eyes, sealing their lips in a soft kiss.
"Uh, that's strange..." Wilhelm gave him a peck. "Because I think I'm the one doing that."
Simon smiled, his cheeks completely flushed. "Must be just a coincidence."
Wilhelm laughed at Simon's words, feeling more and more in love with the curly-haired guy sitting on his lap.
"Shower?" The blonde suggested, stroking the dimples on Simon's lower back.
"Hm-hmm," he agreed, carefully getting off Wilhelm.
They left the bed and headed to the bathroom, where the hot shower water started to cascade over their bodies.
Steam filled the room, creating a relaxing atmosphere.
Simon picked up a bar of soap and began to carefully lather Wilhelm's body, letting his hands glide smoothly over his skin.
Wilhelm returned the gesture, taking the soap and starting to lather Simon's body. The sensation of Wilhelm's hands on his skin made him sigh with pleasure.
As they soaped each other up, they couldn't help but exchange tender wet kisses.
Simon took the shampoo and began to wash Wilhelm's hair attentively, massaging his scalp. As the water flowed through Wilhelm's blonde hair, he closed his eyes and enjoyed Simon's gentle touch.
Next, it was Wilhelm's turn to reciprocate, taking the shampoo and starting to wash Simon's hair.
His strong hands massaged the scalp of the brunet, making him feel even more relaxed.
While they took care of each other in the shower, Wilhelm broke the silence, asking with a smile, "So, have you finished Anette's drawing assignment?"
Simon thought for a moment, the water running down his body. "Not yet... Can you help me finish it tomorrow?"
Wilhelm readily agreed, his eyes gleaming. "Of course, I'd love to help. What are you going to do?"
"Well, since it's a task to draw something beautiful that you see in your daily life, I chose to draw the sunset. But it's still missing something."
Wilhelm smiled, washing the foam from his chest and shoulders. "Come over to my dorm tomorrow, and I'll help you finish it."
"Deal." Simon wrapped his arms around Wille's neck, kissing him passionately and pressing their bodies together.
When they finally finished, they stepped out of the shower and grabbed towels to dry themselves.
Simon watched Wilhelm as he dried his hair with a towel, admiring how he looked attractive even in such simple moments. Every move Wilhelm made seemed like an invitation, and Simon couldn't help but be drawn to him.
Wilhelm, in turn, smiled at Simon and approached him. "So, uh... my underwear is dirty, could you lend me a clean one?"
Simon laughed, recalling everything they had done and the reason Wilhelm's underwear was dirty. But he agreed, going to his wardrobe and taking out a clean pair of underwear for Wilhelm. He handed him the piece of clothing, and they shared a loving kiss.
Wilhelm dressed in the underwear Simon lent him, and after they finished getting ready, they embraced and exchanged a few more kisses.
"I have to go back to my dorm now; I need to finish my assignment," Wilhelm said, smiling.
Simon nodded, reluctant to part but knowing it was necessary. "Okay."
Wilhelm said his goodbyes with one final kiss and left Simon's dorm, heading to his own room.
As he walked through the dormitory hallways, his mind began to wander, thinking about the drawing assignment he needed to finish for Anette's class.
The theme was to draw something beautiful that he saw in his daily life, and Wilhelm was determined to create something special to get a good grade. He thought of various possibilities, but nothing seemed right. That's when an idea came to his mind, an idea that made him smile.
With this decision, Wilhelm sat at his desk and started to draw. He focused on the details, the facial expressions, and Simon's unique features. As the drawing took shape on the paper, he realized how easy it was to capture the essence of the guy he was falling for more and more.
When he finally finished, he gazed at the drawing for a moment. On paper, Simon looked so real and beautiful. It was a drawing of Simon's face with a bit of his bare, shaded shoulders.
But then, doubt started to creep into his mind.
"Will Simon find this strange?" Wilhelm wondered. "Will he think I'm an idiot for drawing him?"
With a sigh, Wilhelm decided that maybe it was better not to use the drawing of Simon for Anette's assignment. He didn't want to risk ruining things between them, especially now that they were becoming closer.
He took the drawing and put it in a drawer, keeping it out of sight.
The next day, Wilhelm was in his room, focused on his homework, trying to ignore the anxiety he felt about the drawing he had made of Simon.
Anette's class was approaching, and he still wasn't sure if he should present the drawing.
As he read the course materials and took notes in his notebook, Simon returned from his class, entering the room with a curious expression.
"Why didn't you go to class today?" Simon asked, tossing his backpack onto Wilhelm's bed.
Wilhelm shrugged, trying to appear casual. "You know how it is, lazy."
Simon arched an eyebrow and let out a sigh. "Wille, if you keep skipping class like this, you won't pass Boris's subject."
Wilhelm grumbled and nodded, acknowledging Simon's concern.
Without wasting time, Simon went to Wilhelm's desk, searching for something in his drawers.
"Where's that compass of yours? I need it for the..." Simon began to say but abruptly stopped when he opened the drawer that contained the drawing Wilhelm had made of him.
Wilhelm swallowed hard, his face instantly turning red.
Simon picked up the drawing and looked at it with admiration. "Is this... me?"
Wilhelm felt embarrassed, not expecting Simon to find the drawing. He mumbled, "Sorry, I guess it's not that great."
Simon immediately furrowed his brow, genuinely indignant. "What? This is perfect, Wille. I love it."
Wille smiled and made a playful comment. "I wanted to use it for Anette's assignment, but I thought it's not very good... I didn't have my inspiring muse here, so it didn't turn out that well."
Simon laughed and playfully replied, "No worries, Jack, just draw me again like one of your French girls, then."
He didn't waste any time, removed his shirt, his pants, and lay on Wilhelm's bed in a dramatic pose.
Wilhelm laughed at Simon's antics but grabbed his sketchbook and began to draw him again.
This time, Simon was right there in front of him, hot and serving as a reference.
Minutes turned into hours as Wilhelm concentrated on the drawing. He tried to capture every detail of Simon's face, every expression he made as he lay there so relaxed on the bed.
When he finally finished, he showed the drawing to Simon, who admired it.
"It's beautiful, Wille," Simon praised. "You're incredibly talented."
Simon leaned in and gently kissed Wilhelm's cheek, making his face turn even redder.
Wilhelm smiled and hugged Simon. "Thank you for helping me."
Simon returned the embrace affectionately. "I'm sure Anette will give you a perfect score."
They remained in each other's arms for a while, savoring the feeling of each other's bodies. Wilhelm was grateful to have Simon by his side, not just as a friend but as something more.
What began as physical attraction was turning into something deeper, and he couldn't be happier about it.