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The white lines sped by faster and faster. Looking ahead Jeff could see the well lit highway stretching for miles. The jeep wagoneer plowed through the thin, cold air, it's body trembling as it steadily progressed closer to its destination. It was around 1AM when his headlights first reflected off the College Park sign, and Jeff relaxed knowing that soon he would be with Peter. He had been thinking about Peter all day. Sitting in class had been torture. He ached with longing to wrap himself around Peter. He desperately desired him. Peter had occupied his thoughts completely leaving no room for responsibilities that Jeff knew he had. Only one thing was important, to satisfy himself and to make Peter love him. Leaving New York City about four hours earlier, Jeff stopped at Ray's Pizza on 11th Street and 6th Avenue. Keeping an eye on his car, he rushed into the crowded pizza parlor and ordered 2 pies. His body trembled and he couldn't sit still. Jeff was thinking about how irresponsible he was being, blowing off his work for the weekend and driving down to Philadelphia. Sure he had two papers to write and a lot of reading to do. Jeff wanted to see Peter, however, and the desire to get high and make love overpowered his sense of responsibility. The pies came. Securing the boxes on the front seat, the intense smell of pizza quickly filled the car and fogged the windows. Luckily Jeff had bought a slice on the side, and as Jeff began to drive away, Jeff attempted to eat it while driving with one hand. Jeff held a can of coke between his thighs, with a straw protruding through the top. The constant thoughts of Peter had long since worked their effects into Jeff's groin. His never ending hard on ached with such intensity that it was all he could do to stay on the road. The cold from the can of coke pressing against his inner thighs helped to reduce his aching membrane to something tolerable, but all he could think about was releasing the pressure in the innards of Peter's body.