Date: Wed, 17 Aug 2005 22:36:06 EDT
From: CNJBoi00@aol.com
Subject: Keith's Choir College Expereince-Chapter 8

Copyright 2005-Tenor LK.

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Keith's Choir College Experience
Chapter 8
By Tenor LK

If you have ever been to Choir College after the Thanksgiving holiday, you
know that the campus is absolutely humming with the sound of Christmas,
from the day you arrive back.

The Wreaths with bows hand on all of the doors in the Quad, the Christmas
tree in Founder's Hall, as well as the Tree in the front of the property,
welcoming guests from all over the nation to Choir College's beautiful
campus.

Of course, the concerts are as well excellent.  The Entire campus gets
involved in CC's "Readings and Carols" service...its performed twice, for
its popularity, formulated to follow the service of King's College, only
the best Christmas carols and Hymns are sung at this non-denominational
service.

I arrived back on campus on Sunday Evening...to an extremely busy; buzzing
campus...apparently serious events had happened this day....while I was
enjoying being at home.  It didn't take me too long to figure out what
happened either. Apparently, one of the students decided not to return to
CC, which in normal cases would not be a big problem...unless he's the
Tenor who was chosen to sing in the freshman class choir's double choir
piece, where choir 1 is a quartet group.

Now, Dr. Jordan makes specific selections when it comes down to putting
people in choirs and places....and chose his people wisely.  And once he
found out about the disappearance of this student, it would mean
re-auditions...

Auditions at CC are cut throat...it's just that way.  The Section Leaders
sit on the panel, and are automatically made to be the "deciding choice"
making the rest of the students in your section hating you...well, except
for the student who got the solo.  Thank GOD Steve looked past me not
picking him, and my selection for another tenor in the tenor 2
section...after learning the part myself, and knowing that only a heavy
tenor voice could sing it, and preferably a voice heavier then my own, I
completely skipped over all of the Tenor 1's and I voted for a Tenor 2,
also winning the rest of the panel over with my reasoning.  Knowing the
rest of my section, the only other tenor who could sing the part with
justice, was unfortunately...me.

This might sound like a good thing...I know I have a solo...but I didn't
want it...a Music Education major doesn't get solo's right? This made for
interesting bedtime conversation with Keith on Sunday night in the lounge
before we went our separate ways...

"What is it about you and solos baby? You deserve to be recognized as one
of the classes' star tenors" Keith stated.

"But it's just not me...and we're not even sure that I am the sound Jordan
is going to have in his ears...I'm so not looking forward to tomorrow...I'm
so nervous!"

"Sweetie, if Jordan announces that you are going to sing the part tomorrow,
which would only make sense because the concert is next weekend...and he
makes the section leaders learn everything...what are you going to do
`decline the appointment'?"

"I don't know...I'll send him an e-mail now...I know he has to know about
this by now...almost every tenor has probably e-mailed him to see if they
can sing the solo in his place."

"I'll come with...it sounds like you need a little support"

"Thanks" I said, lightly kissing him on his lips...which led to a little
more kissing on his neck, before realizing we were in a public place.

Once in my room, I fired up my computer, and wrote the following:

Dr. Jordan,

I am not sure if you know or not, but Darren Moss, Tenor 2 will not be
returning back to Westminster for the remainder of the semester, which
leaves the tenor spot open in the Britten "Hymn to the Virgin". There are a
lot of the students wondering how you will proceed, and I want you to know
that I am available for Auditions as soon as you need them to happen.

Keith A.

Of course...Steve was not happy with my decision to not mention anything
about me taking the solo...but I just didn't feel that I should...I didn't
want it!

Sleeping that night wasn't easy...Poor Steve slept with me while I was
kicking and turning, and we noticed how forceful I was that night when he
woke up and saw the bruise on his thigh...sorry!

Of course, Jordan being the narcoleptic he told us, E-mailed me back at 3
am...saying words that would inevitably get me to a place I rarely am in
the morning...scared.

Keith-

There is no time...prepare the tenor part for today's rehearsal...you're
it.

JJ

That's it...maybe if I was quick enough, I could pack up my things and run
away just like Darren did...but then again...someone would follow me and
bring me right back...

"Keith...you have to chill out babe...you're going to be fine...come on,
let's get some food, and I'll coach you before Choir...then we have
lessons...you can not freak out before your lesson, Faith will have you
head on a platter!" Steve said...with a look of concern I have never seen
on his face before...I guess I'm going to have to really calm myself.

After breakfast, and a quick coaching session with my accompanist (he
really does prefer to hear that...weird!!!) we were off to choir.  The
rehearsal room was buzzing with activity...as everyone was looking for
audition sheets for the Tenor spot, to see who were willing to refill the
spot...I didn't have the heart to tell them that it was me...I'll leave
that up to the good Doctor to do in his opening remarks.

So rehearsal began as it always does, with stretching and warm-ups...and of
course, Dr. Jordan walks in his normal 5 minutes late, and watches
warm-ups, but it seems that he is looking for someone...that someone ended
up being me. He walked straight over to me and whispered in my ear

"Are you ready?"

"Uh, yeah...I made sure I had it down this morning before rehearsal" I
responded...still feeling ill from the initial reaction to his e-mail.

"You are going to do fine Mr. Atkins, don't worry.  You will be fine.  You
work harder for this section then any other section leader does at all."

He leaves me to get back to the podium...and as Patrick finishes the
warm-up, Dr. Jordan tells us about Darren's departure from the campus (as
if we didn't know) and then announces me taking the solo spot.  To my
surprise, they all clapped, and cheered.

"What did I tell you, we all want to see you succeed!" Steve whispered into
my ear.

So, I joined the other three who form the Choir 1 quartet in the front of
the room, and we sing the piece.  It's a completely different experience
for me, people actually enjoying my singing.

After rehearsal, Steven and I walk towards the dorm, and almost in deja-vu
fashion he asks,

"Would you like to go out to dinner tonight?"

"Yes, But you should know something..."

"Oh, well...I already know that..."

"I know, but I also want you to know that I love you...thank you for your
support today...it really meant a lot."

"Aw, sweetie" and he kisses me full out on the lips.

"Come on, The Kissing is just too much!"

I turn to see Cloie there, along with Shanté.

"I'm so proud of you", Shanté said. "You will certainly be able to rock out
on that part!"

"I agree baby, you sounded awesome!" Cloie exclaimed, practically toppling
me over with her hug!

"I'm taking my hottie out for dinner, we'll catch you later!" Steve said,
and we continued our walk towards the dorm.

Once there, we split off to our separate dorm rooms, Steven's idea, he
wanted to "pick me up".

So, I quickly showered, and grabbed my black Armani suit, and wore a
classic white shirt with cufflinks (Steve loves cufflinks), and my red
tie...and further accented everything with my black wool overcoat and red
scarf.

Not two minutes after I tie my shoes, I heard that `knock-knock' on the
door, and opened it to see my prince there, dressed identical to me, except
wearing deep cobalt blue.

He kisses me on the cheek, and hands me a rose, and we head off towards
town, for an evening of beautiful music and food at Mediterranea, a
restaurant I had heard of, right in the center of town.

Returning to the dorm, He enters my room, and puts our sign on the
door...to let people know to, er...well...YOU KNOW!!!!

Steve's hands were magic, as they slid over my body, pulling off layer
after layer of clothing.  His eyes never left mine as he connected for our
first kiss while in the room, closing your eyes as you kiss just seems
natural, but eyes open, kissing the guy you love, it was as if my soul was
open to him.

I undressed him as he was kissing me, making sure to spend time to rub over
his nipples, and down his tight, firm stomach...the work of lots of laps in
the pool really showing their selves.

He quickly rushed over to my nightstand, grabbing lube and a condom, and
holding them up to me, smiling, I couldn't help but giggle at him. He slid
the condom on me with his mouth (I'll never get over that sensation of the
grip of his mouth and the condom sliding over my cock) And I laid him over
on his back and lubed him up, one finger at a time, and finally, placing my
waiting cock in his hot, tight hole.

Making love to Steve was always an experience...as he was so loud...causing
him to feel so good, always made me want to give him more and more...and
finally after what felt like hours of changing the speed of the rhythm from
quick, to slow, from hard-core ball slapping pace to gentle pushing, I
came...I filled the condom up with what felt like all of the liquid I had
in my body.

Steve reached up to pull me down...and he kissed me...and made quick order
of falling asleep on my chest.

I love him so much...I hope this feeling never goes away...



Authors Rant:

Hey folks! This came out of nowhere, I hadn't planned on writing this
chapter all in one night ( I rarely do...but it just happened! I hope you
have enjoyed the ride...as I certainly have.  I decided to write one more
chapter before retiring my first story to the archives for several readers
to read and enjoy.

Chapter 9 and the Epilogue will be written over the weekend...so that I
have lots of time to complete chapter 1 of my next story during the next
week. If you would like previews, make sure you give me a yell and I'll put
you on my update e-mail list.  Also, if you have any comments on KCCE,
please write to me, I love hearing what you guys (and gals) have to say.

The e-mail address for me is CNJBoi00@aol.com

I hope you all are enjoying the end of summer!

Tenor LK