Date: Sun, 17 Jan 2016 10:01:37 -0600 From: Antavious Dorsey Subject: Not A Love Story?... 2 This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal or private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. I love hearing from readers and appreciate any comments or story suggestions. Is there something you'd like to see in the story? Let me know and I'll see what I can do to work it in. Send email to Ichidorsey@yahoo.com . Like these stories? Show your appreciation by making a donation to the Nifty archive. Go to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This isn't a love story... I need to say that much before I begin this account of the life of Princeton. So maybe there are some elements of this story that are synonymous with that of a love story. Also this may or may not be a true story... So let's begin... Chapter 2 "Last night was interesting," whispers Wentworth as he was finding his clothes in the dark. "By the look of you i did not know you could keep up with these." He shows off his bicep muscles and smiles. "And these." While lifting the wrinkled shirt he just put on to reveal his 12- pack abs and his endless "V" that unwillingly disappeared from his boxer brief waistband. Princeton while reaching out with intentions to run his fingers down the entire length of the V says, "I am full of mysteries that you have to unveil. And why stop now?" "DOOP DEE DOOP DEE!!!" Went Princeton's alarm clock on his phone. 7:15AM... "Time to wake up I guess" said Princeton. He rolled over trying to shake the sleepiness from his body. "The struggle is beyond real right now." He slid out of bed and grabbed his shower caddy and went into the bathroom. Princeton wobbled around the bathroom to get to the toilet and pulled out his morning wood filled penis to pee. Princeton never really understood the mechanics of morning wood. That was another thought for another day he figured. He finished shaking the last of the pee out of his penis and head over to the shower. "Shit!", Princeton exclaimed, He had forgotten he didn't have shower shoes. "Guess I'll just have to barefoot it today." He thought to himself as he turned on the shower nob to one of the warmer settings. He quickly showered and hopped out of the shower and readied himself to enter his room. He walked in and grabbed a Charlie Brown t-shirt he had sitting on top of his dresser. He smiles with the remembrance of his dream last night. Left foot, then right foot into his Slim Straight jeans. He grabbed his messenger bag filled with his books for today's classes. He headed for the door, still trying to be rather quiet since his roommate was still fast asleep. He grabbed his new water bottle and keys and walked out the door. 7:47AM "Crap I don't even know where this class is..." , Princeton in his mind as he rushes towards the stairs at the end of the corridor. He opened the door to go down the stairs and just as he does somebody pushes the door back on him. Of course this was none other than Wentworth. "Real Cool Went, Real Cool" as he went down the stairs looking at Wentworth. Wentworth and Princeton's eyes locked and neither blinked until Princeton bumped into someone at the end of the stairs. Princeton turns losing eye contact with Wentworth to apologize to the person he ran into. "Don't tell me you got the misfortune of having 8 o'clock classes too?" came Tai's voice from in front of him. They handshake. "Yea, I did. It seemed like a good idea since I used to have class at 8 when I was in high school. Boy was I wrong. I feel so tired" Princeton, as he yawned. "Yea well I knew about that already since I did a summer class here. Unfortunately my PSYC 1010 class is only offered at 8. I just had to bite the bullet or wait another semester. So here we are!" said Tai. "I'm taking that class! So we can walk to class together! SCORE!!!" "Well that is perfect, so now I can skip class and you can take notes for me then right? " "Keep Dreaming Tai, if I have to suffer through it you have to suffer as well! But if you couldn't make it one day, I suppose I could sign your name on the roll and let you copy my notes..." "You are my new favorite person Prince! Stick with me and we will go far! We are like Batman and Superman!" "I'm Batman right?" "Of Course, the Man of Steel is most definitely me" says Tai as he starts to flex and pretend to soar into the sky. "Come on, we're going to be late" says Princeton as he starts to sprint away. "Well for starters you should probably know where the class is right? You are going in the totally wrong direction!" called Tai. 8:03 AM Tai and Princeton finally arrived at their Psychology class. They peered about the class trying to see if there were some seats available. They finally spotted some seats in the very front row of the class. They walked down the steps trying to hurry and get to the front row before the professor walked in. The entire class was looking on at the pair of them. Too late in walks a slender man in his late 50s with salt and pepper colored hair. "You and You thanks for volunteering to be my specimens for todays lesson." He said motioning to Tai and Princeton. "Come Come, don't dilly dally!" Tai and Princeton had almost reached their seats and now they were going to be the spectacles for the teacher's enjoyment today. "Man this year is off to a great start" muttered Princeton to Tai. The pair walked over to the professor. "Now what are your names?" "err. . . Princeton . . ." said Princeton mumbling the whole while. Tai then drops his bag and turns to face the class. He clearly liked the spotlight from what Princeton could tell "Well I'm not afraid, I'm Tai Itre Evers, but ladies you can call me Baby!" said Tai as he grabbed a young girl in the front row by the hand and kissed her hand. The young girl looked especially tickled. "Well we now know who our class clown is going to be!" Exclaimed the older man. The man walked over to the pair and put his hand on each of their shoulders. "You two will be kissing one another!" "WAIT, WHAT!?!?!?" squealed Tai, jumping out of his skin it seemed. All the color from his lightly tanned face had disappeared. At this point the older man looked on in bewildered amusement. He started to laugh one of the most maniacal laughs they had ever heard "Class the look on their faces is caused by the different neurons bouncing off of one another. This is how emotion happens. In this class we are going to discuss the inner workings of the mind.. In order to under stand what makes someone tick you have to understand the way the mind works. " The professor pushed both of them together. "Now I must ask that you not be late to my class again, or you will find yourselves having to do more than just be the object of ostracization in my class. Now take your seats. Turn to page 24 class." The pair hurried to take their seats all the while feeling the eyes of the class on them. The rest of the class went off without a hitch. They left the class and partied ways so they could head off to their next classes. "Ah this is the place, Jones Hall!" Princeton said to himself finding himself at the building of his next class. He walked in the building and looked around for a bathroom since he needed to pee really bad. He went into the bathroom and who should be peeing at one of the urinals... Wentworth. "Are you stalking me now freshman, hoping to catch a glance of my piece?" said Wentworth in his Throaty bass filled voice that seemed to vibrate through your body. Wentworth was finishing peeing. Instead of shoving his 4 inch flaccid uncircumcised penis back inside his pants he starts flopping it about. Princeton felt a stirring in his pants and a rush of blood to his manhood as he tried to avoid focusing his attention on this jock brained idiot. "You are psycho, I just wanted to pee." Said with a very cool tone by Princeton. He paid no mind to whatever Wentworth was doing, though he desperately wanted to look. Wentworth feeling neglected came over and Patted Princeton on the back really hard so it made him get a little pee on the side of the stall. "Nice you Dick!" shouted Princeton as he finished peeing and shoved his penis back inside. Did his eyes deceive him or did Wentworth just look down at his junk before he put it back in his pants. "Look at it! Come on, you know you want to!" chimed Wentworth with each word sounding like the most seductive and enticing word in the human language. "Dude I'm not Gay, it's cool if you are, but I'm not!" said Princeton. "I'm not either, all I want you to do is look at it. You better hurry someone might come in, then you won't get the chance to admire the splendor and glory that is my dick." Urged Wentworth inching closer to Princeton. Princeton at this point had the hardest hard on of his life. His dick was aching, pulsing just wanted to be freed from his Slim straight jeans. Wentworth felt as though things weren't happening fast enough, so he pushed Princeton into one of the stalls. "Now Look at it or I'm going to get angry." Said Wentworth. Princeton was torn. On one hand he really wouldn't mind just looking at it since he was the star athlete and it would look really different up close. On the other hand he didn't want to give Wentworth the satisfaction. He knew he had to make a decision and fast. He looked down to see the chalice of love honey that belonged to Wentworth. It looked so innocent yet enticing. The foreskin covered it almost whole. It looked like that of a head coming out of a sweater. A part of him wanted to just reach down and see the texture of it. He wanted to feel the warmth of the flaccid dick of Wentworth. He wanted to wake up his lovepiece with his hand then his mouth. "How nice it must taste," Princeton thought to himself. Princeton quickly looked up unaware of time and how long he had been looking at the glory that was his dick. "Even soft it looked so nice," thought Princeton. Since he had succumbed to temptation with his glance he had to get out of there. So with some quick footwork he shifted positions with Wentworth and wiggled out of the stall before he could grab him. "You'll be back, I can see the lust in your eyes for this dick. Hey I think you forgot something... You should be telling me thank you for that new little water bottle of yours. I hope you like the way it smells I rubbed my dick all over it, just for you!" Princeton turned around. "So it was you, I knew it!" said Princeton. A smile of the most seductive kind crept across Wentworth's face.. It really was a perfect smile, with the dimples to give you goosebumps. "Also that's gross!" said Princeton calmy and cooly. "Well I want to get you used to my dick's scent that you want so badly." Says Wentworth as he walks towards Princeton who was standing by the door. "Oh also, you might want to clean yourself up, You look like you peed on yourself!" said Wentworth with the bass filled voice of his. Princeton looked down and sure enough there was a huge wet spot on the front of his jeans from precum. "Ugh I hate him" He thought to himself as he cursed the skies. Well that was the Second chapter of "Not A Love Story?..." Send me an email if you liked it at Ichidorsey@yahoo.com I can't wait for you guys to see what happens next with Princeton.