Date: Sun, 20 Apr 2008 17:38:59 -0700
From: drewscoach@cox.net
Subject: CJ in San Diego Part 15

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CJ in San Diego, Part 15

The next morning, I woke up with a hangover. When I looked over, I saw that
CJ had already gotten up and left. Good, because I really wasn't in any
shape to deal with him right now! I slowly got up, wrapped my towel around
my waist, and headed for the showers. After the shower, I started to feel a
little better and I got dressed. Then I headed over to Dave and Justin`s
room, to see what they were up to. When I knocked on their door, Justin
opened almost immediately. "Hey Eric, are you here to help me wake up
Dave?"

"Is he still asleep?"

"No, he`s kinda dozing and doesn`t want to get up yet, the lazy bum."

I stepped into the room, and sure enough, the football player was still
stretched out in his bed, only half awake. "Hey Dave, how are you doing?"

"Sleeeepy", he drawled.

"Come on, Eric", Justin said, "You have lots of experience waking up
sleepyheads, don`t you?"

I laughed. "Hey Dave, you wanna get up and explore San Diego?" I reached
out and grabbed his hand, to drag him out of bed.

"Yeah, but I wanna sleep first...", Dave said as he grabbed my hand
and...pulled me hard, causing me to tip over and fall into bed with
him. Immediately, he wrapped his arms and legs around me to hold me in
place while he dozed off again. While almost being crushed into the
mattress by the football player's weight, I realized he obviously didn't
wear anything when he was sleeping, since there was a hard, fleshy cylinder
pushing against my back!

"Damn, Dave, is that a flashlight in your pocket, or are you just happy to
see me?"

Justin laughed: "Oh yeah, Dave always has a morning hard-on."

Dave murmured: "Am I turning you on?"

I laughed: "I always dreamed about sleeping with a football player. I just
never thought the football player would actually be asleep!"

Dave answered: "Mmmm, sleeeeep!"

Justin replied: "Uh oh, now I have TWO guys asleep in the bed. Come on,
Eric, help me get Dave out of bed." Justin pulled me out of Dave's grip,
and once I was standing again, both of us pulled the football player out of
bed. Once I saw him standing there naked, with his hard-on pointing to the
ceiling, I involuntarily gasped. "Damn!"

"Yeah, he's big all over, isn't he?" Justin joked. "Alright Dave, you go
shower and meanwhile Eric and I will go get you some coffee."

As Justin and I were walking down the hallway to get the coffee, he wrapped
his arm around me and whispered: "So how did it feel to lie in bed with a
naked football player?"

I laughed and whispered back: "A naked football player with a roaring
hard-on no less! I wish he was gay, I think he'd make a great
boyfriend. Then again...", I continued as I saw Chris walking towards us in
a tight tank top and shorts, which really showed off all his assets,
"...there are a lot of guys here that I wish were gay!"

Justin replied: "So you'd date Dave if he was gay, and you hope Chris is
gay, what about me? I'm feeling left out here!"

I quickly looked around to make sure no one was looking, then slid my hand
behind Justin so Chris wouldn't see it, and pinched Justin's butt. He
jumped, and I said: "Of course I'd date your gay ass! But unfortunately
you're under the delusion that you're straight!"

Hearing that, Justin grabbed me in a playful headlock and administered a
noogie as he whispered: "I AM straight, you homo! But don't worry, I'll
find you a boyfriend yet!"

By then, Chris had reached us and said in a falsetto voice: "Now boys,
there will be no fighting in the hallway! What would mother think of you if
she saw you?"

Justin and I laughed and replied: "Sorry, Mrs Bartram!"

Using his normal voice again, Chris asked: "So what are you guys up to
today?"

"Right now we're gonna get lazy-bones Dave some coffee, then we'll have
breakfast and after that we're gonna explore San Diego", Justin
responded. "We haven't quite decided which part of San Diego yet, but we'll
probably figure that out over breakfast". He looked at his watch: "Make
that brunch!"

Half an hour later, Dave, Chris, Justin and I were at brunch where we
decided to go see Coronado that day. It was a bit of a tight fit getting
all four of us in my little Fiat, but we managed and soon we were driving
across the bridge into Coronado. "Look, there's an F18 fighter jet taking
off from North Island Naval Station!", Dave pointed out. "Yeah, and there
is an aircraft carrier right there in the bay!", Chris replied.

We found parking for my little car near the Hotel del Coronado, and headed
for the beach. Soon we were spread out on our towels on the sand. Justin,
Dave and I wore board shorts, but Chris wore square cuts that showed off
his magnificent body. Damn, that guy looks good! Meanwhile, Justin's board
shorts, being fairly tight, revealed his nice butt whenever he stretched or
bent over. And Dave's board shorts were loose, but you could see the
outline of his big dick in his wet shorts when he got back from a dip in
the ocean. Damn, I would have to make sure I wasn't gonna get a hard-on
right here on the beach! And having these guys smear sunscreen all over
themselves didn't help, because the shiny lotion just highlighted their
bodies!

After tanning ourselves in the sun while talking about sports and other
stuff, Dave decided it was time to go throw around the football that he had
brought with him. So soon the four of us were standing in the surf (to keep
cool). We just tossed the ball around for quite a while, but then (while
Dave had the ball) Chris winked at me while nodding his head at Dave. I
knew what he wanted to do right away, so when Chris suddenly ran toward
Dave and jumped on his back, trying to make him fall over in the surf, I
jumped up and hung around Dave's neck too. Somehow Dave still managed to
stay on his feet, until Justin tackled the three of us and we all plunged
into the water, laughing. This led to more horseplay, with everybody trying
to dunk everybody else. Finally we all got tired though, and returned to
our beach towels to relax. My dick had reached semi-hard status from all
the physical play with the 3 hot athletes, but I don't think they noticed
because nobody said anything. The rest of the day, we explored Coronado
(including a tour of the historic Hotel del Coronado), it was a great day
with lots of eye candy (there's a big naval air base on the island, and the
aircraft carriers are berthed there as well. I even saw some shirtless guys
that, judging by their tattoos, were Navy seals! Yum!

After a few more hours we crammed ourselves back into the Fiat and headed
back to our dorm.

When I got back to my room, CJ was there.

"Where have you been all day?", he asked gruffly.

Still in a light-hearted mood after the great day I had, I replied:
"Justin, Dave, Chris and I went over to explore Coronado. Why, did you miss
me?"

CJ's dark eyes seemed to spit fire at me for that remark, so I thought to
myself: `OK, Eric, let's not tease the animals. One of these days CJ is
going to beat the crap out of you if you're not careful'. So I grabbed my
towel and some fresh clothes, went to shower the sticky salt off my body,
dumped my old clothes into the hamper in our room and then took off for
some dinner and to make sure I didn't aggravate CJ more than
necessary... Following dinner, I beat Justin at a video game in the lounge
downstairs and then headed to bed.

Monday was a pretty uneventful day until I got back to the dorm after
classes. I went back to my room and...promptly smacked right into the door!
You see, when I opened the door, it opened only a few inches before it was
suddenly stopped by a heavy object behind the door. Not expecting this, my
forward momentum bashed me face first into the door. "Ow, fuck, what the
hell?" I pushed with all my weight and the door slowly opened enough for me
to get in. The room was a frigging mess: there were boxes all over the
place, weights, dumbbells, weight racks, everything.  But above all, CJ's
desk and bed had been moved from their usual position against the wall on
the left, and were now mashed up against my desk and bed. And amid all this
carnage stood a shirtless, sweaty CJ, who was moving a weight rack around.

"CJ, what the hell are you doing?  What is all this stuff?"

He looked at me with an irritated expression, as though I was the most
stupid person in the world. "These are the new weights I ordered. They were
delivered today. I've been setting them up for the last two hours. Here,
help me get this rack up against the wall so I can put the weights on it."

"You're going to put the rack against the wall there? Then where are you
gonna put your bed? Why don't you put the weight rack over here, in front
of the closet? There'll still be enough room to walk around it".

"No, my bench is going over there. And there isn't enough room for both the
bench and the weight racks there, so the racks go against the wall".

"But...then where are you gonna move your bed and desk? If you move them
back to the left, you won't be able to get to the weights".

"I'm not gonna move the desk and bed, they stay where they are now".

"What, right up against my bed and desk? You're fucking crazy! Why don't
you move your bed and desk back against the wall, and put your weight racks
in the middle, in the walkway between our beds?"

"I already thought about that, brainiac, and it doesn't work! If I do that,
we'll need TWO walkways, one between my bed an the weight racks, and
another one between the weight racks and your bed. There isn't enough room
for that. Unless you wanna climb over the racks every time you wanna get
into or out of bed!"

"*I* am not climbing over any stupid racks! They're *YOUR* racks! They
don't fucking fit in the room, so you'll just have to return them!"

Apparently that was the wrong thing to say, because his eyes were shooting
daggers at me. "I am NOT returning any of this stuff! Besides, I need my
racks, because without weights, what good would the bench do?"

"Well, then keep the racks and return the bench. You just bought too much
shit!"

He rolled his eyes at me: "How the hell am I gonna do a bench press without
a fucking bench? I need this stuff, so just give me a hand with this
dumbbell rack and we'll be done in no time!"

"NO!! I am NOT gonna help you! You bought too much stupid stuff. Besides,
there's a gym right here on campus, why the hell do you need any of this
stuff?"

"Are you stupid? The gym is for full workouts, yes, but I need weights and
a bench in my room so I can do a quickie workout without having to go all
the way over there. Besides, it'll fit just fine. The dumbbell rack goes
over there against the wall, the barbell rack goes next to it, and the
bench goes over here in front of the closets".

"And how the hell am I supposed to get into and out of my bed? Your bed is
in the way!"

"Well, you can just climb in over the foot of the bed".

"No, I can't, dumbass, because my desk is up against the foot of my bed. Am
I supposed to climb over my damn desk every time?"

"Well, if we move your desk over there...No wait, my bench will be
there..." CJ scratched his head. "Well, I guess you'll just have to climb
over my bed to get to yours".

"Ah, I thought you had it all figured out, Mister Smarty-pants! So what the
hell am I supposed to do when I get back late and you're already asleep?
You'll be fucking grouchy if I have to wake you up every time!"

"Just fucking climb over me, I won't wake up anyway! Jeez, you're such a
dweeb! Now are you gonna help me with this rack?"

"NO!!! You created this mess, so you figure it out!" With that, I sat down
at my desk, started on my class work and ignored CJ and his stupid weight
equipment.

Or at least, I tried to...with CJ shirtless, dragging weight racks around,
pulling the bench out of its box and putting it in its place, and putting
all the dumbbells and barbells in the weight racks, it was tough not to
look at his straining muscles, further shown off by the glistening sweat
that soon started to form all over his body... Damn, all that swinging from
the rings all the time sure gave him a nice set of arms, shoulders, lats
etcetera! I was starting to be mesmerized by little drops of sweat that
formed in his armpits and then slowly rolled down his sides until they
reached his shorts. Shorts which he wore so loose, that they showed the top
of his ass crack and he had to keep pulling them up every time he bent over
or they'd slide down even more...Damn, I was getting a hard-on!

When I finished my class work, I decided it would be smarter to leave the
room, because if I didn't I'd probably end up getting caught staring at CJ,
and I don't think he'd appreciate that! Fortunately just then, Chris stuck
his head around the door and said: "Hey Eric, ready for another workout?
Wait, are you guys setting up your own gym in here? Cool!"

I replied: "No, it's not cool at all! By the time he gets all his stupid
gym stuff set up, there won't be any room left for us to sleep!"

I guess Chris picked up on the tension in the room and wisely decided to
stay out of the argument, because he just waited for me to grab my workout
gear and then we headed for the gym.

I had a great workout. I had to be a little bit careful to make sure I
didn't get a hard-on again because of all the hot guys working out in the
gym, but Chris really is a lot of fun to hang out with. He showed me how to
do the exercises, and even had me feel his body as he did them so I could
figure out which muscle groups I should concentrate on (and damn, did I
ever concentrate on those muscle groups of his, LOL!). Then while I was
doing the exercise, he'd poke and prod me to make sure I was doing it
right. And through it all he was making jokes which cracked me up! The time
flew by much faster than I thought it would, and soon it was time to head
for the showers. Damn, talk about a gay porn movie come to life! All these
hot, tanned, muscled college guys stripping down, showering, lathering up,
drying themselves off...I lost the battle to stay soft as my boner became
at least half hard. Fortunately Chris didn't notice it, so I quickly headed
to an empty shower head, and turned the water REALLY cold... That seemed to
help, at least for a bit.

Afterwards, Chris and I headed for dinner with a friend of his from the
baseball team, and played some pool for the rest of the evening back at the
dorm. Finally, it was time to go to bed, so I couldn't avoid going back to
my room any longer. I was surprised to see that CJ had actually managed to
assemble the bench and weight racks and everything did actually fit in the
room, but only with CJ's bed and desk mashed up right against mine. Fuck,
how the hell was I gonna stop myself from humping CJ in my sleep? Yeah, I
know that sounds funny considering I'd been humping CJ while he was asleep,
but that was only while I was awake and I was pretty sure he wasn't gonna
wake up anytime soon! Now I might do it subconsciously in the middle of the
night, while I was asleep and he might wake up and bash my head in! I
worried about this while I wash brushing my teeth in the dorm bathroom, but
I finally headed back to my room, stripped down and went to bed. Of course
to do so, I had to climb over the damn gymnasts bed!. About fifteen minutes
later CJ appeared, grabbed his toothbrush and stuff and left again without
saying a word to me. When he came back to the room and stripped down to get
in his bed, I demonstratively rolled over to face away from him, and he
crawled in facing away from me, both of us still angry with each other. CJ
soon fell asleep, snoring lightly, but I couldn't catch a wink all
night. On the one hand I was horny as hell having a naked, muscular gymnast
literally inches away from me (I could actually feel his body heat!), but
on the other hand I knew that this sleeping arrangement would lead to me
getting caught humping CJ sooner or later!