Date: Thu, 18 Apr 2002 09:17:46 -0700 (PDT) From: already chosen Subject: Who Would Have Thought Chapter 3 This is a story about two college guys who fall for one another. If you are offended by two guys being in a relationship, having sex etc. don't read it. If you are under 18 don't read it. If it is illegal to read this in your state, don't read it. For those of you who can read this enjoy! Who Would Have Thought Chapter 3 By Already Chosen I got up at 7 o'clock the next morning. I felt like total shit. My head was pounding and I knew I probably should not have had that last beer the night before. I was famous for never being drunk, but always being hung over in the morning. It was the kind of curse that should have made me stop drinking all together, but I liked beer too much to stop drinking it. I pulled myself out of bed very slowly and headed for the shower. I was hoping that the hot water would make me feel better. I jumped into the shower and it didn't do anything. If anything, the vibrations from the water just made me feel worse. Oh well, I had to go to school. I had to see Phoenix. I got out of the shower and very slowly headed back to my room to get dressed. It was definitely a bummy day. Jeans, sweatshirt, and a hat...I had no time to look pretty for anyone. Brad Pitt could have been in class that day and I wouldn't have cared. Now dressed, I went to the kitchen. Food didn't seem like a very wise choice. My mother greeted me cheerily. How could she be so damn chipper at such an ungodly hour of the morning? "Morning Adam." She said smiling. I just grunted. "Breakfast?" "Coffee. Lots and lots of coffee; I beg of you." "Coffee it is." I took the huge mug gladly, and drank the whole thing down in one gulp. Amazingly, I felt much better after the caffeine. Now all I needed was nicotine, and my day would be going much better. I headed towards the car in anticipation of my morning cigarette. I got in and lit up. Better, definitely better. I was on my way to a better day. School was about 20 minutes away from my house. I usually just spaced out on the ride. I didn't even listen to the radio; just me in the early morning with my thoughts. Naturally my thoughts were all about Phoenix the whole way to school. I pondered what was to come for us, but mostly I wondered if there would ever be an "us." I really hoped that would be the case. I knew I would just have to see what fate held in store for me. I got to school way before class, as usual. I took my time walking from the commuter lot. It was probably about a mile walk, it took me a good 15 minutes to get to my building. The school had shuttles, but I felt like such a loser taking them. I walked in rain, snow, sleet, ice...you name it. Hmmm...maybe I should be a mailman. Anyway, back to the story. I entered the classroom and there was no one there. This was not unusual and I enjoyed the time I had to myself. I spent the time writing in my journal about life love and mostly Phoenix. Am I a dork or what? I was writing for probably five minutes when someone else walked into class. I looked up, and there he was, looking just as shitty as I did. Despite his obvious hangover he still managed to give me a warm, endearing smile. A smile that I don't think I will ever forget. "Mornin' Adam. How ya feelin'?" "Like shit. You?" "I'd have to say about the same." "Well at least we have reached a consensus on that one." "I don't know how I am going to sit through this class today. All I want to do is sleep. Remind me to never go out during the week ever again." "As long as you make the same promise to me." "Deal." People were beginning to shuffle in at this point. Our conversation moved to our project. Neither one of us had a clue and neither one of us had thought about it anymore since that first day in the student center. We knew we were basically screwed, but we figured we would at least try to work on it a little more. The professor entered class and began a boring lecture on something that was of no interest to me or anyone else in the class. I sat there trying not to fall asleep. Every once in a while I would look over at Phoenix and catch him dozing off. I nudged him to try and keep him awake. He mouthed the word "thanks." Even the way he did that was sexy. Class finally ended and we started out of the room. "Hey Phoenix, why don't you come over tonight and we can work on this stupid project, or at least pretend to." "Sounds good. What time?" "What time is good for you?" "Well, I decided I'm skipping the rest of the day so I can do it now." "Hmmmm...I so don't want to go to classes anymore today. Lets get the hell out of here." "Let's do it." We headed off towards the parking lot. Neither one of us knew where we wanted to go, but the choices of going to the library to work or getting some breakfast didn't seem all that great. Then another thought popped into my head. "Hey why don't we go to my house? My parents are both at work. That way we can get some work done and we don't have to be seen in our misery in public." "Sounds like a plan, I'll follow ya." "Alright." We got in our cars and headed towards my house. When we got there, no one was home as I expected. We headed in and I gave him a tour of the joint. It's a pretty big house and Phoenix looked pretty amazed by it. My Dad owned his own business and had become pretty successful over the years. I remember when we were dirt poor and couldn't afford anything, so I was pretty proud of my parents for all they had accomplished. Although, when people saw my car and then my house they usually accused me of being a spoiled brat. Most people got over it when they realized that I didn't just get everything handed to me. I worked for most of it. Phoenix made the expected comments about me being spoiled and how big the house was. I just brushed them off. You get used to it after a while. Then I suggested we start doing some work. We decided that we would work in my room since the computer was in there and we could look up anything we might need. We went up to my room and he immediately plopped on the bed and I sat in my desk chair. We started bullshitting as usual. I don't think we worked on that project for more than 5 minutes at a time and even then, conversations about the project were always peppered with some other inconsequential bantering. Eventually, our conversation faded into silence. Both of us were at a loss for words about anything. After a couple seconds I let out a loud yawn. "You tired?" Phoenix asked. "Beat. I'm about to kick you out of bed and take a nap." "I'm pretty beat too. Maybe I'll just join you in that nap." "You sure you won't be uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed as me?" "Why would I be? We're friends. I'm tired. You're tired. Its not like just because we fall asleep in the same bed and we're both gay we're gonna fuck like bunnies or anything." "Well alright. Move over." Phoenix moved to the other side of the bed and I jumped in. I grabbed a pillow and tried to sleep. Now, I am one of those people that, it doesn't matter how many people I have slept next to, I still can't sleep with someone else in the bed. It's not that I don't want them there, it's that I have to watch them sleep. I think people are at their most angelic when asleep. After a couple of minutes of sitting there pretending to be asleep, I could tell that Phoenix actually had fallen asleep. I rolled over onto my other side so I could look at him. He was absolutely amazing. He was so peaceful and quiet. He looked so content lying there fully dressed just taking a catnap. It took every ounce of restraint I had not to jump on top of him and start kissing him. If I hadn't been sure about my feelings for Phoenix before, I was sure now. I wanted him and I wanted him bad. We, well he, probably slept for three hours before I woke him up. I nudged him gingerly whispering his name. "Phoenix. Phoenix. It's time to get up." He sorted of grunted. "Phoenix, come on you have to get up." "Why?" "Because it's after noon. We should do something other than sleep all day." "But sleeping all day sounds like such a good plan." "Come on, get up. We'll go get some food." "Fine." I jumped out of bed and he followed suit rather slowly. He stretched slowly and deliberately a lot like a cat. He rubbed his eyes a little bit, and let out a huge yawn. "Okay, I'm up now." "Alright, lets go find something to eat." "Okay. Are we staying here or going out?" "Well, lets see what's in the kitchen and decide from there." "Okay." We headed downstairs to the kitchen and I started raiding the cabinets. As I was looking around for some food, he was looking out the back windows onto the deck, when he noticed something. "Hey what's that?" "What's what?" "That thing in the corner of the deck?" "Oh, the hot tub. We just got it a couple of months ago." "Holy shit, you have a hot tub." "Yeah, its really nice. I was so excited when we got it. I think I spent the first two weeks it was here in it. By the time I got out, I looked like a prune." "Is it working?" "Yeah, why wouldn't it be?" "I don't know. Can we go in?" "If you want to, yeah." "Hell yeah. How do I get out there?" "There's a door off the den out to the deck." With that, he took off running. I followed after him. I wasn't used to people being all that excited about the hot tub. All of my friends knew we had it and were in it all the time. When we got out there it was covered. Phoenix looked perplexed. "How do we get in?" "Well, I have to take off the cover and turn on the jets." "Hurry up. Do it. Do it." He was like a little kid in a candy store. I turned around to take the cover off and turn on the jets. When I turned back around Phoenix was completely naked. I froze I didn't know what to do. I managed to get a few words out. "Whoa. Oh, I, I, I'm sorry." "What are you sorry about?" "Well, uh, you're naked?" "So?" "So, I don't know. You're standing there with your cock flopping in the breeze. It took me a little by surprise." "I only do a few things with my clothes on. Basically just go out in public. Swimming, sleeping, hanging around the house I'm always naked. I love being naked. You're lucky I didn't take my clothes off in bed. Actually, I almost did. I don't know how people sleep with their clothes on." I didn't know what to say. All I could do was nod and try my hardest not to look at his hot body without any clothes on it. I thought I might cum in my pants. He was so hot. I was jolted back to reality when I heard the splash of him getting into the hot tub. "I'll be right back. I'm gonna go get my suit." "For what?" "To go into the hot tub." "Who cares? Get naked. Trust me, you'll enjoy it more." Okay was he coming on to me, or was he just really comfortable with his body? I didn't know and I wasn't going to think about it too much. I made a command decision. I took a deep breath and took off all of my clothes. I couldn't believe I was doing it. It was a miracle I wasn't hard as a rock at that moment. I jumped in as soon as my clothes were off. I didn't want him to see too much. I guess I was a little bit embarrassed about my body. "A little shy are we?" I just blushed. "There is nothing to be shy about. You should be proud of your body." "Well, I used to be a huge tub of lard and I have never gotten over it. I'm still really modest about my body." "Don't worry about it. You actually have a really nice body." "You think so?" "Would I say it if I didn't mean it?" "I don't know, would you?" "No asshole. Take the fucking compliment." He said kiddingly. "Thanks." I blushed. We stayed in the hot tub for about an hour just shooting the shit about anything that came to mind. I was only half paying attention. I couldn't get over the fact that I was in my hot tub with Phoenix naked as the day I was born. Along with my amazement came more frustration at the fact that I was in the hot tub naked and nothing was happening. We were just sitting there. Finally, we got out and headed in to get dried off and dressed. Just as we finished putting on the last of our clothes my Mom came in. I started to panic. What was she going to say? Luckily she didn't say anything. She just asked how my day was and I introduced her to Phoenix. I told her we had been in the hot tub. She went into the den to watch some TV and we headed back to my room to "work on our project." We "worked" for another couple of hours until there was a knock at the door. It was Mom. "Boys I'm making steaks for dinner. Phoenix would you like to eat with us?" "Yes, that would be nice, thank you." "You're welcome. Dinner will be ready in about 30 minutes" and she walked out. That was completely out of character for her. She must have really liked Phoenix. She never invited my friends to have dinner with us. True to her word, dinner was ready 30 minutes later. We went down to the dining room and my Dad was there. I introduced him to Phoenix and we sat down. We talked about usual family crap during dinner with Phoenix piping up here and there. It was actually really nice. After we finished eating and helping clear the table, we headed for the great room to watch some TV. We didn't say much, just kind of sat there and flipped through the channels eventually deciding on some movie that was on. Phoenix decided to leave around 11. I walked him out and he thanked me for everything, told me he had a really good time and that he would call me later. Then he did something I didn't expect. He kissed me on the cheek, got in his car, and drove away. I was completely taken aback. I didn't know what to think of it. I tried not to think about it and just get some sleep, but sleep wouldn't come. I sat up milling about it for a couple of hours. Finally, I decided to call Zoe. She didn't answer so I left her a message and went to bed frustrated. This was definitely becoming a pattern when it came to Phoenix. There it is, chapter 3. I'm starting to pick up some momentum. Hopefully in the next couple of weeks things will start to get really interesting. Let me know what you think. Alreadychosen06460@yahoo.com.