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Intro to the author/story: I have been writing this story on and off for years now, generally when I'm bored or when the mood strikes me. I came up with the crazy idea to switch genre's every chapter or two, just to keep the writing interesting and the story going. It begins in chapter 1 as an "off-to-college" romance story and evolves somewhat wildly from there. I've added in a lot of my interests such as gaming, cars, partying, zombies, etc since it was easy for me to write about.
CHAPTER 1. Victory! (Genre: College/Romance)
I listened to the dolled up lady on the TV behind me and looked at my ticket.
"The first, is 12"
"The next, is 31" Ooh, I've got two.
"The next, is 26" Make that three!
"The next, is 47" Wow, I might actually get something out of this...
"And the last, is 8" NO WAY! One left!
"Finally, the Powerball is 19..."
I got light headed and momentarily passed out in my computer chair. Finally, I came to.
"I fuckin' won!" I yelled immediately after coming to my senses.
After getting over the initial excitement, I realized that things were going to change. Having just graduated high school about two months prior, I was already set to head to college. I had been accepted to, and already took loans out to pay for my first semester at a large university in my home state. Would I still go? I mean, I just won $42 million. I was set for life. After a bit of thought, I decided that I'd go for the experience, if nothing else. After all, what else would I do with myself? With that said, I decided to change my major choice. While engineering seemed interesting and ultimately would have lead to a high paying job, I decided to study something a bit easier so I could enjoy myself. I selected my new prospective major to be investing. I figured that maybe I would even learn what to do with all this money. With college only about a week away, I decided to cancel the loans I had taken out and to just pay the tuition in full. I was set to live in a dorm on campus for my first semester, as it was a requirement for all freshmen. I wanted to rent a really nice apartment in the middle of 'downtown' in the big college town I'd be living in, but unfortunately that wasn't an option.
The next day I turned in my ticket. It was official... I was filthy stinkin' rich! 'Hmm, now what?' I thought to myself. Looking out in the driveway at my 1991 Saturn, I found the answer to my question. While I loved the car, it had to go and I knew exactly what would replace it. After searching online for the dealership and Google mapping the directions, I hopped in my old Saturn and sped off towards the dealership. I parked in the lot, with my car looking utterly out of place and slumbered into the dealership where I was greeted by a handsome guy in a suit. He looked to be in his early 30's with a short buzzed haircut. He was very professional looking and somewhat hot, although a touch older than I would prefer. I told him I was interested in taking a test drive, and he laughed. He actually laughed. I would have been pissed, but he had a cute smile and I couldn't really blame him. I mean, here I was, an 18 year old guy who just pulled into the lot in an old beater, asking to test drive a brand new car. After explaining my situation, his demeanor was apologetic and he turned back into the serious salesman that he obviously was. Before I knew it, I was sitting behind the wheel and fastening the seatbelt in my dream car with this handsome fellow sitting next to me. As I ran my fingers over the Porsche emblem in the steering wheel and felt how comfortable the leather seats were, I realized how much more fun my life just got.
During the test drive, the cute salesman explained the features and specs of the 911 Turbo I was driving. I already knew them since it was my dream car, but it was nice to hear him mention its 500 horsepower engine again. Back at the dealership we went through an endless amount of paperwork and I was the proud new owner of a 911T. I had to wait for it to come in from the factory the way I wanted it with the options I wanted: black on black with a 6 speed. Luckily, it would be ready two days before I headed to school.
Over the next few days while I waited, I decided to go shopping and get ready to head off to college. I drove down to the local mall and hit all the good stores. I liked to dress casual and comfortable. I found some jeans that I liked, and wanted to try on. After asking one of the people working in the store, I was led to the dressing rooms in the back of the store. I walked past a few closed stalls where people were trying on various things. After finding a stall with the door cracked open, I headed towards it and opened the door. My jaw hit the floor. There stood the hottest guy I've seen in a good while in just his socks and briefs. He looked to be about my age and was a bit shorter than me. Around 5'7" I would guess. He had brown hair, green eyes, and a cute face. As I gazed a little lower, I noticed he had a pretty small frame with a smooth hairless chest and a flat belly with some nice abs. They weren't the gym bunny washboard type abs, but much more subtle. He also had that 'V' shape at the bottom of his stomach that pointed towards the moderately sized bulge in his briefs. Finally after looking back up toward his face, I noticed him staring right at me. I got embarrassed, and muttered a "sorry" before closing the door and walking to another stall. Once in the stall, I took off my old pair of jeans and tried on the new ones. Looking at myself in the mirror I stood about 5'9" with dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and a pretty slender body. The new jeans looked good and I decided I was going to buy them. I took them back off and began to put my old jeans back on when I heard a knock at my door. I quickly pulled my jeans up and fastened the button. Opening the door I see the cute face of that guy I accidentally walked in on. Now he is fully dressed, but still as hot as ever. Without a word, only a shit eating grin, he gently pushed me back into my stall and closed the door behind himself. As I leaned back against the wall with his hand still on my chest, he planted a kiss right on my lips. Before long, this kiss turned into making out, and his hand slid down from my chest into the front of my pants. We both felt each other up while making out as quietly as we could so the other customers wouldn't know what was going on.
Before I knew it, he had my pants unbuttoned and was sliding them down. Next went the boxer briefs, and he began stroking my cock. I then ran my hands through his silky hair as he went down on my seven inches. My breathing got heavier, and I fought back the moans of pleasure. The mystery surrounding this gorgeous boy made the moment that much hotter. It wasn't long before I felt the inevitable building up inside me. I managed to lightly tap his shoulder to let him know what was coming, which he acknowledged, but continued bobbing up and down. Picking up the pace a little bit, he sent me over the edge. I could feel myself shooting into his mouth. He swallowed with pleasure before I pulled out of his mouth and slid down the wall onto the bench next to me to catch my breath. He gave me a cute smile and said "thanks" and after a quick smooch on the lips, he opened the door and was gone.
After my heavy breathing subsided and I pulled my drawers back up, I exited the stall. Once back out into the store, I looked all around to see if I could find this mystery boy. I wanted a name. I wanted a date. I wanted him. To my dismay, he was nowhere to be found. After giving up, I went to the counter, paid for the jeans, and left the store. The rest of the trip to the mall was otherwise uneventful with me rubbernecking in every store I visited, hoping to find my mystery boy. Finally, I went home. All in all, the trip was good. I got a whole new wardrobe by the time all was said and done, and some fancy electronics and stuff for the dorm room. Not to mention a fantastic blowjob.
The next few days went by relatively quick. I decided to try out the some of the new stuff for the dorm room which included a projector, surround sound home theater system, and an Xbox 360 with a bunch of games. I was a pretty big fan of gaming, and now I had a sweet set-up too. I decided to spend the last few days before school lounging around the house half naked playing Halo and Left 4 Dead. I usually stayed up late and slept in until noon. Friday morning rolled around and my phone went off at around 10am. It woke me up. I wondered 'Who the hell is calling me at 10am during summer vacation? This better be important.' It was a number I didn't recognize, but I answered it and recognized the voice right away. It was that handsome guy from the Porsche dealership. He informed me that my car was in and ready to be picked up at my convenience. How exciting! As soon as the call was over, I rolled out of bed and threw on the nearest available clothes. I called my best friend Brian, waking him up also. Whoops. I told him about going to pick up the car and that I needed someone to drive my old car back home. Before long I headed out and drove to Brian's house. I texted him once I was in his driveway and he came out to the car. He was a good looking fellow and one of the few friends I had who knew I was gay. A bit taller at around 6 foot, he was slightly built. He wasn't huge by any means, but he had well defined muscles in his arms, chest and abs. Once he was in the car, we headed off to the dealership.
As we pulled out, Brian's neighbor gave a wave from his porch. "Crazy bastard." Brian said to me under his breath as he returned the wave, accompanying it with a polite smile. Brian's neighbor had always been sort of a loon. He lived alone and rarely left his house. He was afraid the world was out to get him or something. A few years ago, he had built an underground bomb shelter behind his house for who knows what reason.
I returned the wave as well and we continued driving, talking in the car along the way about the usual stuff; cars, parties, and whatever else was interesting to a few motor-heads who grew up in the woods in the middle of nowhere. Finally, we rounded the corner into the parking lot of the dealership and I could see my new set of wheels sitting outside. Damn it was a sharp car. Of course, the first thing Brian says when we see it is "I'll drive that back, you drive this." My reply was short and simple. "FUCK THAT." I went inside and signed a few more papers and got the keys. I shook the handsome salesman's hand and went out to my car. I unlocked it, sat in the driver's seat, and started the engine. It was perfect. Instantly in love, I put it in first and headed out of the parking lot onto the 4 lane road with Brian following behind in the old clunker. We came to a stop light, and Brian pulled into the lane next to me. I looked over and saw a familiar evil grin on Brian's face just as he revved the engine in my old piece of shit. I burst out laughing, but returned by revving the Porsche's engine and pushing the "sport mode" button on the consol. It sounded rather impressive. When the light turned green, I heard Brian floor it and the wheels start to spin. Naturally, I eased out the clutch and took off smoothly before putting my right foot to the floor. Let's just say that I couldn't pull my head off the headrest if I wanted to, and Brian was a little dot in my rear view mirror in no time. After our shenanigans and returning to my house, I took Brian for a quick ride in the car since he wanted to check it out, and then we went inside to chill and play Xbox.
Once dinner time came around we decided to meet up with our friends Tom and Jason to get some wings. Tom is a funny character. Extremely quirky, and always has us rolling with laughter. He's not the hottest guy in town, but I wouldn't call him ugly either. He stands a little shorter than Brian and has a pretty average body type. He has dirty blonde hair that is usually overgrown and a short scruffy unkempt beard on his face. Jason is a bit quieter, but a good friend and a smart fellow. He is a little taller than me and somewhat heavy set with a few piercings. After giving them each a call and deciding to meet at 'the grill,' Brian and I hopped in the 911T and headed out. Tom and Jason had just gotten there when we pulled in. We got out of the car and walked inside to take our seats. We sat down and Tom said "Damn Danny, that's a sweet ride you got there. When ya gunna let me drive it?" Of course everyone laughed and I replied with "Maybe someday..." which everyone knew meant there was no chance in hell. The waitress came up and took our orders. She was a fine looking girl, at least as far as I could tell. I was the only gay one of the group, and she seemed to hold all of my buddies' interest pretty easily. Regardless, we ordered our wings and enjoyed the meal.
When we were done and ready to leave, we decided that we would hang out at my place for some drinking, and general fun misconduct. It was pretty much the only thing to do where we lived, and we wanted to have one last little bash before we all headed our separate ways for school. Brian and I were set to go to the same university, but Jason was going to a university a few hours away from ours, and Tom was planning to commute to a local community college from home. So we all headed back to my place where I had a few bottles of liquor stowed away. Tom said he had to stop off at his house and grab something and that he would meet us at my place later on. Once we were back to my house, I busted out the Jager and some shot glasses. We waited a few minutes for Tom to get there, and then all started the night off with a shot. The night was fun, and we all got pretty carried away as usual. After the bottle of Jager was gone we dipped into the box of fireworks I had in the basement from a summer job at a fireworks retailer. After we were tired of shooting off roman candles and mortars Tom gave me a look that I was all too familiar with and asked us all "Wanna blaze?" "Sure." I replied. I knew that's what he had stopped home to grab. We decided to hotbox the old Saturn, since it was a piece of shit anyway. After smoking and heading back inside to finish off the bottle of Smirnoff, the rest of the night was a blacked out blur filled with laughter, drunkenness, and general fun.
I woke up the next morning around 11. It was Saturday. Time to pack up and head to college! The dorms opened up today so we could move in, and I didn't want to wait until Sunday. I called Brian, since he, Tom and Jason had already left my place by the time I woke. He agreed to let me throw my stuff in his pick-up to get it all to school. I figured I would need another vehicle eventually, since the Porsche barely has enough room for one suitcase. I'd worry about that later though. I spent the early afternoon packing my things into boxes. Once I was done, Brian stopped by with his things already packed in his truck and we loaded up. I plugged the dorm's address into the GPS and hit the road with Brian following. The drive was about an hour and a half, but I didn't mind. I was really starting to take a liking to my new car and spent half of the ride messing with buttons and dials to see how everything worked. Finally, we arrived at the college and found our dorm. Brian and I would be rooming together on the second floor. It seemed like campus was already pretty busy. Just in the time it took to park the car and put the tailgate down on Brian's truck I could already see there were a lot of hot guys here. Most of them were doing the same thing we were about to be doing. First, we had to run into the commons and get our student ID's and room keys. Once that was done, we both grabbed as much as we could carry and headed for the stairs. Once in the room, we put our stuff down and took a look around. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It was a little small, but that was to be expected. The beds were bunked and there were reasonably sized closets. Other than that the room was bare aside from two desks, a mini-fridge and a small microwave.
We spent the evening unloading the truck and setting up our room. While we were setting up we had our door propped open, and our RA, Mark, stepped in to introduce himself. He was a tall skinny guy, a little taller than Brian. He had light blonde hair that was buzzed and was wearing some sort of school T-shirt and a pair of gym shorts. He informed us that there was a mandatory meeting with all of the people on our floor on Sunday right before dinner. As soon as Brian and I heard the word 'dinner' we realized we had not eaten much of anything today, other than some gas station snacks along the ride. It was already 8pm and the commons buffet was closed. We asked mark where a good place to get food in the area was, and he showed us this great website that had all the local delivery places on it where you could order basically anything you wanted. Once we figured it out, we had a buffalo chicken pizza on its way to the dorm. YUM. We finished setting the room up while we waited for our pizza to arrive. Our room was pretty popular with people stopping to introduce themselves and check it out. Most were amazed at the way we had a projector set up to cover the entire back wall of the room and many even brought their roommates or some friends back to check it out and meet us. We also had some blue rope lighting tacked up around the edges of the ceiling for a cool glow. I have to admit, I may have gone a bit overboard with buying stuff for the room, but it was pretty awesome. Finally, our pizza arrived and we chowed down. By the time we finished, it was around 9:30pm and we were pretty tired from driving, and then lugging all of our stuff up the stairs. Brian put the TV on the projector, and I hopped on my laptop. After a bit of searching, I found a safe place I could rent to park my new baby, which was just out in the dorm parking lot at the moment. It was a nice older lady's garage who lived within walking distance of the campus. She was retired and didn't drive anymore. Therefore she had no use for the garage and rented it out. It was kind of late, so I figured I would call her about it the next day. After we were tired of watching TV and had met just about everyone on our floor, we decided to call it a night and headed to bed.
The next morning I woke up before Brian, and decided to grab a quick shower. I ditched my clothes, grabbed some shampoo and body wash, and wrapped a towel around myself before venturing down the hallway in my flip flops. I wasn't entirely sure what to expect. I had only gone in the bathroom once to brush my teeth before bed, and hadn't checked out the shower situation. I had nothing to hide, but I wasn't too fond of being naked in front of people I had just recently met. Luckily, I turned the corner into the shower section of the bathroom, and the room was divided into individual stalls. The first stall was already taken, so I went into the next stall and closed the door. I threw my towel over the door so it wouldn't get wet and put my shampoo and body wash on the floor. After studying the knob used to turn the shower on, I figured out where 'HOT' was. Of course I had misjudged it and got a blast of freezing cold water the instant I turned it on. "AHH FUCK" I yelled when it hit me, and I quickly twisted the dial further into the 'HOT' region. Hearing my distress, my showering neighbor chimed in "Yeah haha. You gotta watch that with these showers... it's a bitch." I replied "yeah, I guess so." His voice sounded familiar to me, but I couldn't place it. I had met so many people in the last day that I just couldn't figure out who it was. The water finally got nice and hot, and I went about my business. My neighbor was gone and out of the bathroom by the time I was done, so I never did get to see who it was. As I stepped into my room, it dawned on me. 'No way, it can't be.' I had a feeling that the place I had heard that voice before was in the clothing store dressing room a few days earlier. It was hard to be sure though. After all, I had only heard that mystery dream boy say one word. I decided not to dwell on it and got dressed.
Once I was decent, I headed out into the common area of our dorm to call the lady about the garage. I set things up and was to meet her in about 30 minutes. I headed back to the room and Brian was awake and heading for the shower. I told him I would probably be gone when he got back since I was going to park the car. Shortly after, I left and met up with the nice old lady. I paid her for the month and she gave me a key to the garage door. It was a small garage, but there was plenty of room for the 911T. Once it was locked inside, I walked back toward the dorm. Approaching the building, I saw him. He was kind of far away and wasn't facing me, but I thought for sure it was him. He entered my dorm with the door shutting behind him. I quickly walked, nearly jogging, up to the door and fumbled around in my pocket for my student ID. The dorms were locked, and a resident needed to swipe their ID to get in. By the time I was able to wrestle my wallet out and swipe my ID, mystery boy was nowhere to be seen. I was fairly sure it was him, but I knew there was a good chance it wasn't. It was bothering me. I just had to find out for sure. I headed back to my room and Brian was there on his computer. We decided to head to the commons buffet for lunch. It was right around noon, and the place was packed. After swiping our ID's to get in the food court, we decided on a place to sit and headed toward the food. There were a lot of options, and they had a bunch of different things I liked. After getting a little of everything I headed back to the table Brian and I had chosen. Looking around, I saw some of the guys we had met from our floor the previous night. One of them, James I believe, noticed me and motioned for Brian and I to come sit with the group. We got up, headed over, and found a few empty chairs. We chatted and made small talk with the group while we ate. One of the bigger guys of the group, Steve, mentioned that he knew of a party going on that night to kick off the semester. He told us all to join him, as it was his friend's apartment and they were trying to get as many people to come as possible. A few of the other guys in the group, Rob and Don, inquired about how the female population at this party was going to be and Steve let them know that the ratio of guys and girls usually turned out to be pretty even. It was settled. We would all meet to have dinner after the floor meeting and then head to the party.
We got to talking about the new 'Halo 3' game that had just come out for the Xbox 360. It seemed as though everyone liked it and we decided we would have a little system link battle amongst ourselves. We finished up eating and headed back to the dorm. There were six of us all together, and we ran an internet cable through the hallway from our room to Steve's room. As we were doing this, we caught the interest of Mark, our RA, and another one of our fellow floor members, Shawn. They decided to join in on the fun and it was set. It was Brian, James, Mark, and I versus the other 4. We took our room of course, and were playing on the fancy set-up we had. The others were in Steve's room on his 32" TV. In our room, Brian and I sat at our computer chairs, and the others just sat on the bed or the floor. This made it apparent that we would have to get some sort of couch or futon for the center of the room. We booted up the Xbox and got our game started. In no time there was yelling and trash talk flying both ways down the hallway. Everyone had a blast, and our team ended up winning. Mark announced that he had to leave, and get ready for the floor meeting and that we should all meet him in the common room in about fifteen minutes. We played one last game a man down, and it was a real nail biter. We lost in the end, but put up a good fight considering we were down a man. The game took a little longer than we all had thought, and we were running a few minutes late for the meeting.
We rushed down the hall to the common area to see a fair number of our floor members already there. Everyone went and found a place to sit. Meanwhile I took a bit of time to scan the room. I was right. It was him! There he was. My mystery boy was sitting toward the back of the room facing away from me listening to Mark start off the meeting. I made my way to where he was sitting and sat down next to him. At first he didn't notice it was me, but then he gave me a glance and his face lit up with that cute little smile I had seen before. Brian gave me a strange look when he realized I didn't sit anywhere near him, but then just rolled his eyes when he saw me whispering to the mystery boy.
"Hey. How's it goin?" I whispered.
"Not bad. I'd be better if we didn't have to listen to Mark ramble on about rules. How about you?" he replied.
"I'm good. I was hoping I'd run into you again." I said.
"Oh yeah... Sorry about running off so quick like that. That was the first time I'd ever done anything like that before. I regretted leaving without at least getting your number so we could chat, but I didn't think I'd see you again." he admitted.
I chuckled a bit. "Neither did I. Small world huh?"
"Yeah. Good thing." He smiled that cute smile that was already starting to grow on me.
"Whatcha doing after this meeting?" he asked.
"Well, I'm going to grab some dinner and then head to a party with some of the guys from our floor. You're welcome to join us if you'd like." I replied.
"That sounds like fun. I'd love to. Oh, and I'm Tim by the way." he said.
"Cool, Dan here." I whispered.
The meeting went on for about another fifteen minutes and we chatted and made small talk since the subject of the meeting seemed rather boring. I found out that he was also a freshman and that he was from a rival high school back home. He told me he wasn't sure, but he was probably going to study meteorology. I told him I was planning on studying investment banking, but didn't mention anything about the money I had won. I didn't want him to know right away. I figured that I would see if there was anything there between us before I let him know. Finally, the meeting ended and we got up. He followed me over to where Brian had sat and the other guys were also converging. I introduced Tim to them all and they were more than happy to have him come along. I don't think any of them, aside from Brian, knew that either of us was gay. We decided to keep it that way, at least for a little while. Everyone was getting hungry and James suggested that we try to find a place to eat that was downtown. None of us really knew the town too well, but downtown was littered with places to eat and shop so we figured we would find somewhere. We ended up at this nice little restaurant right on the main avenue. The prices were fair and the food was good. By the time we finished eating, it was about seven. Steve informed us that the party wouldn't start till around nine, and that it wouldn't get busy until probably ten or eleven. Since we had a few hours to kill, we walked around downtown to explore. After a few minutes of walking and checking out all the apartment buildings, bars, and places to shop and eat we came to a movie theatre. We saw that the movie 'Disturbia' was playing and decided it would be a good way to kill the few hours we had before the party. We got our tickets and entered the theatre.
Naturally, I made sure to sit next to Tim. He was on the isle, and Brian was on the other side of me. The rest of our crew was seated on the other side of Brian. We all sat and chatted a little bit until the lights dimmed and the previews started playing. After a few minutes, the movie started playing. It turned out to have a pretty interesting plot. The main character was also attractive, so I was enjoying it. As the plot thickened in the movie, there were some tense moments. At one point when the main character was in the dark basement of the killer's house, I felt Tim's hand slide over to mine and they interlocked. He glanced over and gave me a little grin and we went back to watching the movie. Once the movie was over, our hands split and we all got up to exit the theatre. It was party time!
We exited the theatre and followed Steve to his buddy's place. It was a bit of a walk and little bit outside of the 'downtown' area. It turned out that this "apartment" was actually a house. This was no ordinary house either. It was huge. As we neared the door, we could hear the music bumping inside and the sounds of people partying and having a good time. Steve called his friend, and we were told to just come on in. Once inside, I could see people dancing and playing beer pong. We followed Steve over to where the keg was and met his friend whose house it was. He just asked that we throw a few bucks in the jar, and take a cup to help kick the keg. We happily followed his suggestion, filled our cups, and joined the party. Tim asked me if I wanted to partner up with him for a round of beer pong, and I gladly accepted his offer. As he walked over to sign us up, I couldn't help but stare at his hot little ass in the nice pair of jeans he had on. When he returned he told me that we had to wait for a few games before it was our turn. Naturally, we decided to watch and started drinking some beer. The team that was running the table looked pretty good. I figured we were going to lose, but it would be fun anyway. We got to the bottom of our cups of beer and headed for the keg to refill. On our way I spotted Brian dancing with a beautiful girl. He seemed to really be enjoying himself, and she looked like she was too. Steve was still back by the keg bullshitting with his friend and a few other people. The rest of the guys must have wondered off to another part of the house, because I didn't see them. We refilled our cups and chatted with Steve for a minute before heading back over towards the pong table.
After watching a few teams lose, we were up to face the team that had been running the table. Since they won the last game, they shot first. The first one made his shot, with the next one bouncing it off the rim of a cup. I took the cup they made away and took my shot. It was terrible. It had been a while since I'd played and my shot was rather high and went off the end of the table. However, Tim sneakily bounced the ball at the same time I shot and was able to catch them off guard to score us two cups. It was their shot next, and they both made it. I removed the cups, and sent the balls back down the table to them. They shot again with one making it and one missing. We were down to 2 cups and they had 4. Tim shot and the ball started spinning around the inside of the cup. One of the guys on the other team stuck his finger in the cup and scooped the ball out with cat-like reflexes. Bummer. I took my shot and bounced the ball off the rim of a cup. Another miss. They were up and made one cup between the two of them. It was 4 to 1 and things weren't looking good for us. Tim told me to shoot first, so I did. The ball felt good as soon as it left my hand, and surely enough it went in. Before I knew it, Tim had whipped his ball in a quick line drive at the cups. It sounded like the beer pong god threw down a bolt of lightning when the ball slapped the back of the cup I had already made and was in. Two balls in one cup. Victory! We celebrated and shook the hands of our opponents, who insisted we were lucky. The table was ours now. By this time I was starting to get a little tipsy. We ran the table for about four games. As each game went on we got progressively drunker. Finally, we lost to the first team we had played when they came back to the table for a rematch. By that point Tim and I were pretty drunk and sick of playing pong anyway. It was pretty late, and before long we were ready to go. We spent a few minutes walking around to find Brian and the rest of the crew to let them know we were leaving and then we headed out the door. We chatted about drunken non-sense on our way back to the dorm, and were there before we knew it.
"Wanna come with me to my room?" Tim asked.
"Hmm, well I'm not usually the type that just hooks up with someone after meeting them. What happened in the dressing room isn't something I'd normally do." I replied.
"Me either actually. I don't know what came over me. You're just so cute. That was Crazy! Haha. But I'm not talking about hooking up. I'd just like to hang with you and maybe we can watch some TV or something." he said.
"Alright, that sounds nice." I gave a smile.
We headed to his room. He explained to me that he had lucked out and that his roommate never showed up. Therefore he had the room to himself for the semester, or until they found him another roommate. We chatted a little bit, then turned on the TV and killed the lights. The TV was set up across from the bed on which Tim sat leaning against a stack of pillows that were against the wall. He motioned for me to join him, and I did. Before long, I had my arm around his shoulder and he had slid down lower with his head resting on my chest. We cuddled like this for a while watching Jackass re-runs on MTV since it was the only interesting thing on at 2am. Before long, we both drifted to sleep. I woke up somewhat early the next morning at around 9. Tim was gone, but had left me a text on my phone:
`Hey. I had fun last night at the party and afterwards. Thanks again for the invite. I'm at class now, but we should hang out again sometime soon! :)'
After reading the text, I saved his number in my phone and left to head to my room down the hall. When I walked in Brian was sitting at his desk on his computer.
"So where were you last night, skank?" Brian asked.
"None of yo business, slut!" I fired back in a funny high pitched voice.
He chuckled. "Gettin' frisky with the neighbor kid already, huh?"
"Not quite frisky. Friendly... maybe a lil." I smiled. "What'd you end up doing after we left?"
"Well, you're not the only one who didn't make it back to the room till this morning." He replied with a huge grin.
"Oh yeah? Nice. Get yourself some poon-tang last night?" I asked.
"Maybe a lil." He replied, mimicking the way I had just said it while trying to hold back a chuckle. "Anyways, I gotta head to class. I'll see you later."
"Later, bitch." I said, which earned me a one finger salute from Brian as he walked out the door.
I had about an hour until my first class started. I was glad I hadn't scheduled any early morning classes. The first thing on my agenda was a shower, so I shucked my clothes and grabbed what I needed. Heading into the bathroom, I found the showers to be empty. I chose a stall and decided this would be the perfect time to rub one out. I got a little closer to getting the temperature right before I turned the water on, but still got a little chill. I slowly adjusted the temperature hotter and hotter until it was just right for jerking off. With my eyes shut and images of Tim's hot body in my head, it didn't take long to send my seed down the drain. Once I had finished with the rest of my shower, I headed back to my room to get ready for class. I had two classes on Mondays, with an hour break between them. I dressed, checked my e-mail, and threw a notebook and mechanical pencil in my backpack then headed to class. The first class turned out to be pretty boring, since we spent the whole fifty minute period going over the syllabus. During my break I decided to head to the student center, referred to as the 'HUB', to find something to eat for lunch. There were many options, and it was really busy since the 11am classes just let out. I finally decided on Panda Express and got my food after waiting in line for a few minutes. I texted Tim while eating and we texted back and forth for a while telling each other about ourselves and whatnot. Once done eating, I headed to my next class. Once again, we sat through the majority of the class reading over the syllabus; boring. Finally, I was done for the day and headed back to the room. Brian was still gone, so I decided to play some Xbox. I left the door propped open and was joined by James and Steve a few minutes later. We played Xbox and chatted about the party and whatever else came to mind.
"So where'd you go once we got to the party, James? I didn't see you all night." I asked.
"Oh. I ventured back down one of the hallways and there were a bunch of people ripping this huge bong and they invited me in." He replied, as if he wasn't sure how we would respond.
"Nice Haha. I thought I smelled some of that floating around last night." Steve said.
"Doesn't surprise me. That was a sick party last night." I said.
Somewhat relieved sounding, James asked "You guys smoke?"
"I've been acquainted with our friend Mary, yeah." I replied.
"Yeah, she's pretty nice." Steve threw in.
"Well, I picked up a bag from one of the guys at the party last night. Maybe we could light up a little later?" James asked
"Sure." We replied.
"We can do it here. We'll just set the fan up in the window to get rid of the smell so Mark doesn't catch us." I added.
Just then Brian walked in.
"Oh, hey guys. What's up?" He asked.
"We were just planning a lil smoke sesh for later tonight. You in?" I replied
"Hells yeah!" he exclaimed.
We talked some more and Brian joined in on the Xbox until it was almost dinner time. We were all hungry and decided to head to the commons buffet for an early meal. I invited Tim, and he joined us a few minutes after we got there. We continued the chatting and bullshit while we ate, mostly about classes and the plans for later that night. Tim gladly agreed to join us when James invited him. This made me pretty happy. Before we left, we all exchanged numbers and planned to meet in my room at 8pm. Once Brian and I got back to the room, I asked Brian for a tape measure.
"Whatcha doin?" Brian asked, as I was measuring the door to our room and the open floor space we had.
"You'll see. We're gunna need your pick-up." I replied with a smirk.
"Oohhh. Nice." he said, and grabbed his keys.
I map-quested the directions to the nearest furniture store, and we were on our way. We walked inside, and headed straight for the couches. After trying a few different couches out, we both agreed that the big black leather one was the nicest. It was the type of couch that you just melted into and made you feel like you were on a cloud. Perfect. I measured it to make sure it would fit. It was close, but it would fit with just enough room to walk around. After paying for it, the guys at the store loaded it into Brian's pick-up for us and we headed back towards the dorm. We stopped along the way to pick up some chips and snacks. Finally, we pulled in the dorm lot, and it dawned on us. 'How the hell are we going to get this couch in the dorm by ourselves?' We tried lifting it ourselves, and Brian had no problem. I was able to lift it, but it was way too heavy to carry any distance for me. I texted Tim asking him if he could run down to the parking lot. In a few minutes he was there to help.
"Dude, that's a sweet couch." Tim said when he saw why I had asked him to come down to the parking lot.
"Yeah, but it's heavy as hell. Wanna give us a hand?" I asked.
"Yeah. No prob." He replied.
Brian took one side, and Tim and I took the other. We had no problem getting it in the dorm thanks to one of the girls from another floor holding the door open for us. We got it in the room, and it made things look a little crowded. It was manageable though and we decided that it was definitely a keeper. By that time it was about 6:45pm. Tim decided to stay and hang out until the others arrived. I killed the lights, turned on the TV and sat on the couch. Brian sat at his computer desk behind the couch, and I motioned for Tim to join me on the couch. He sat in the seat opposite mine. I gave him a smile and tugged him over so he was basically laying on my lap. He gave me a frightened look and gestured towards Brian.
"It's all good, he doesn't care." I reassured him.
"Yeah, be as gay as you want. Just keep your clothes on while I'm in the room." Brian added.
"Oh, cool. We'll try." Tim replied with a smirk and snuggled up closer to me.
"I don't think James or Steve know, though. It's up to you if you'd like to tell them." I said.
"Umm, maybe we should wait till we know them, and each other, better first." Tim replied.
"Ok sounds good." I said.
We watched TV for about an hour until we heard a knock at the door. Brian got up to answer it while Tim sat up and put a small amount of space between us. James and Steve followed Brian in. James was carrying a backpack, and revealed a two hose hookah inside with all the necessary accessories.
"Sick, dude." Brian said.
"Let's get that thing rollin." I said.
"Nice couch! Where'd that thing come from?" Steve asked.
"Brian and I ran to the furniture store after dinner and picked it up." I replied. "Gotta be comfortable when you're smokin'. Oh, and we also picked up some snacks."
"Shit, Nice." James said.
"Fives on my seat." I said as I got up.
I went over to the window and opened it until I could fit a box fan in. I turned the fan on a low setting, so it wouldn't be annoying, but would still get rid of the smoke. Then I went and locked the door and stuffed my towel in the crack at the bottom.
"Alright, that should keep the smell under control." I said as I hopped over the back of the couch, landing next to Tim.
The room was perfect for relaxing. The lights were off except for the blue rope lighting and the glow from Brian's computer screen. Brian hooked it to the surround sound and had some music playing. And to top it all off, we had some snacks to munch on when the inevitable munchies struck. James got the coal ready, and added the special ingredient to the grape flavored tobacco in the hookah. We started passing around the hoses, and chatting. It wasn't long before the chatting started to get a little more absurd and everyone was feeling pretty good. I leaned my head back on the couch.
"Our ceiling is pretty boring." I muttered
"Yeah, but the rest of the room is fuckin' sweet." Tim said.
"Yeah." Steve managed to say.
"We should still get somethin` to stick up there though." Brian concluded.
"Yeah." I said.
"Dude, you should find one of those sweet tapestry things with a cool design on it to hang up there." James suggested.
"Yeah, that'd be awesome." Tim added.
"That's a good idea. I think I'll do that." I said.
We continued to chat about non-sense until Brian finally suggested that we watch some TV or play some Xbox. We voted, and ended up playing Left 4 Dead on the Xbox. The idea of killing zombies was particularly interesting at the time. We got 4 controllers hooked up and played survival. We added the rule that the first person to die each round had to give the controller to the person that was sitting out. That made the game even more fun, as teams started to form and we tried to get the others killed by the zombies. We munched the snacks and carried on as we played until it was about 1am. Everyone was getting tired, and after saying our farewells for the night, James packed up the hookah. He, Tim, and Steve then left and Brian and I both got ready for bed. I texted Tim before I fell asleep, "G'night :)", and then passed out.
Tuesday morning came in a real hurry. I had three classes today, with the earliest being at 11:15. I woke up at 10:30, grabbed a quick shower, and headed out to class. Of course, we spent the majority of our time in class going over each syllabus. My first class of the day, a weapons class, actually seemed like it would end up being a reasonably enjoyable class. There were even a few cute guys to look at. After class it was around lunch time, so I texted Tim to see if he was up for grabbing lunch. Unfortunately, he had a class during my break, so I ended up heading back to the room. Along the way, I noticed a sign advertising a poster sale that was going on in the HUB all week. I thought this would be perfect for the bare sections of our wall, which reminded me that I needed to find something cool to stick on the ceiling. When I got to the room, Brian was there heating up some sort of soup in the microwave.
"Hey, how are classes lookin' so far?" Brian questioned.
"Yesterdays classes kinda sucked, but the weapons class I just got out of seems like it will be pretty cool. The professor has this awesome katana hanging up in the classroom. How 'bout yours?" I replied.
"Sick. Not bad. My calculus class looks like it's going to be a bitch, but otherwise I'm happy with 'em so far." He stated.
"Cool. There's a poster sale going on in the HUB we should check out sometime. The walls are kinda bare." I suggested.
"Yeah, I'm game for that. I've only got one more class today from 2:30 to 3:20. Then I'm done." He said.
"Ok, I've got two, but I'm also done at 3:20, so I guess well head over there then." I decided.
"Sounds good. We gotta get somethin' for the ceiling too." Brian said.
"Yeah, I know. I was just thinking about that earlier. We'll find something soon, I'm sure."
"Yeah. Want some soup?" He inquired.
"I was hoping you would ask that." I replied with a smile.
We both ate some soup and continued chatting about classes, and what posters we wanted to find at the poster sale. After we finished, I had to run to my next class. It turned out to be pretty boring, and was followed up by another equally boring class. I knew that the classes would get better once we started actually learning things, but going through each syllabus was terrible. The worst part was that they were all basically the same. Regardless, I managed to make it through my last two classes without falling asleep. I met up with Brian, and we headed to the poster sale to browse. There were a ton of posters there. They had movie posters, music posters, drinking game posters, and just about any other poster you could think of. After about twenty minutes of browsing, I decided to get two of them. The first was a poster with a badass picture of Tupac on it. The second was this crazy looking optical illusion poster that made it seem like you were staring down a tunnel. Brian met me at the register with a poster that had a cartoon drawing of a man holding a pint of beer and said "Finish your beer. There are sober kids in Africa." on it. We each approved of each other's posters and checked out at the register. On our way back, Brian suggested that we head down town to look for a shop that would sell something cool for the ceiling. We came across a head shop that was tucked into one of the alleys. We went inside and found just what we wanted. They had all sorts of big tapestries with funky designs on them. We found one that was blue and had a depiction of a beach on it with some palm trees and a big dragon coming out of the water. We decided to get it, and headed back to the room to decorate. After we hung up the posters, we found that the ceiling was too hard to use thumb tacks on, and the tape was not strong enough to hold the tapestry.
"Shit, looks like its gunna have to be bare." Brian said disappointedly.
"Hmmm, maybe not. I've got an idea." I stated.
"What's that?" He asked.
"We need some fishing wire and we can tie it up from the walls."
"That might work, but we need a good way to hook the fishing wire to the walls so it won't fall." He deduced.
"We'll just put super glue on the tacks before we stick `em in the wall. They'll never come out." I suggested.
"Alright, well I've got some super glue, but were gunna have to go get some fishing line."
"Ok, let's head out for dinner and well grab some in the process."
"Good idea. I'm starving." Brian replied.
"I'm gunna see if Tim wants to join us."
I texted Tim and he agreed to head to dinner with us. He came down the hall to our room and noticed the posters right away.
"Nice posters guys. The room looks even better now." Tim complemented.
"Thanks." Brian and I said almost in unison.
"We also got this for the ceiling." I stated, showing the tapestry to Tim.
"Sweet. Let's hang it up!" Tim exclaimed.
"We gotta get some fishing wire first. The ceiling is too hard for the tacks." Brian explained.
"Yeah were gunna grab it after dinner and hang it up then." I added.
"Cool, let's go. I'm hungry as hell." Tim said.
We ventured downtown, looking for somewhere to eat. Tim and Brian both said they wanted to find somewhere cheap, but I told them I'd get the bill at a place with better food. They both reluctantly agreed, and we searched for a restaurant. Eventually we found a nice restaurant that looked promising. We went inside and were seated in a booth. The menu was awesome. It seemed like I would like just about anything on the menu, and that's saying a lot since I tend to be somewhat picky. The waiter introduced himself, and took our drink orders. I ordered the strawberry lemonade, and also asked if we could have an order of mozzarella sticks as an appetizer. After the waiter left, we chatted about what we wanted to order.
"Ahh, the prime rib sounds awesome." I stated.
"Yeah, but I think I'm gunna go with the porterhouse, since you're buying." Brian announced.
"I'm just gunna go with a burger I think." Tim said.
"Dude, get whatever you want. You don't have to worry about what it costs. It's all good." I said.
"I'd feel bad spendin' all your money though. This place is kinda expensive." he replied.
"Trust me. It's not a big deal." I demanded.
After a moment of silence Tim finally questioned "Ok, I have to ask. Are you like rich or something? I mean you're buying dinner and have a bunch of expensive stuff in your room."
Just then, the waiter came and delivered our drinks and the mozzarella sticks. He then asked us for our orders. I was happy to hear that Tim had changed his mind and ordered the prime rib. After Brian and I were done ordering and the waiter left, Tim continued.
"Umm, yeah. Kinda." I replied.
"I think 'kinda' is an understatement." Brian added.
"What do you mean?" Tim pressed a little farther.
"I won the Powerball two weeks ago." I said
"Yep, 42 million big ones." Brian said.
"Damn. That's awesome! No wonder you bought so much stuff for your room." Tim exclaimed.
"Haha. You should see what's in his garage." Brian added, obviously enjoying this more than I was.
"Yeah, I'll have to take you for a ride in it some time." I suggested.
"Take me for a ride, huh?" Tim said in a funny voice with raised eyebrows.
We all laughed and continued to chat. The topic quickly changed to our food when our meals arrived. I was glad that Tim didn't seem to be overly excited when he found out about the money. He was interested and happy for me, but I could tell that it wouldn't matter to him if I wasn't filthy rich. The rest of the meal was actually somewhat quiet since the food was extremely good and everyone was rather hungry. Finally, Tim spoke.
"So when ya gunna take me for that ride?" He asked.
"Hmm. we could go for one after we're done eating." I suggested.
"Alright, sounds like fun." Tim replied.
"It's all you guys. I have to head back to the room and get started on some work." Brian said. I knew he didn't actually have any work to do on the second day of the semester, but I was glad he slickly excused himself just so Tim and I could hang out.
We finished up our meals, which were delicious, and I took care of the check on the way out. Brian said goodbye and headed back towards our room. Tim and I chatted as we walked towards the nice old lady's garage. He asked about my friendship with Brian, and how long we have known each other. We continued to gab until we got to the garage.
"Can you guess what it is?" I asked
"Hmm. Well, I don't know a whole lot about cars, but if I could have any car I would find some little sports car that looks sexy in black and has lots of leather." Tim replied, raising his eyebrows in a jokingly suggestive manner at the sexy leather comment.
"Cool. Haha. Something like this?" I said, opening the garage door.
"Whoa. Yeah. Exactly like that. What is it?" Tim said looking at the car.
"It's a sexy black sports car with lots of leather." I said, emphasizing the way he had said it and poking him in the side.
"Haha I can see that, smart ass. Now I see that it's a Porsche too." He fired back, looking at the emblem on the hood.
"Well, hop in." I said, opening the passenger door for him.
"Alright, cool! I'll get in this side." Tim said jokingly as he ran to the driver's side of the car.
"Haha. I was opening this door for you." I replied.
"I know. I was just messin' with ya." he explained with a big smile as he sat in the passenger seat. I went around and got in the car and started it.
"Ooh, it even sounds sexy." Tim said when he heard the engine roar to life.
"Off we go." I said with a smile as I put the car into gear and pulled out of the garage.
"Where are we goin'?" Tim asked.
"That depends. How long do you wanna stay out?" I returned.
"I've got no other plans for tonight." He replied.
"Alright. Me neither. I think I know a place we can go." I said as I turned the car down a road leading out of town.
We continued to chat along the way, and I showed him some of the cool features of the car. After about fifteen minutes of driving, we turned on to a winding road that went up a local mountain. Finally, we pulled into a parking space at the peak of the mountain and got out of the car. We headed over to a bench that looked over the side of the mountain and down on our college town.
"Jeez. How'd you find this place?" Tim asked as we sat down.
"My dad went here for college. He took us up here years ago when we visited for a football weekend." I told him.
"Cool. It's awesome here. You can see the whole town and the sunset, which looks to be coming pretty soon actually." Tim noted.
"Yeah, I was hoping we wouldn't miss it." I added.
We continued to chat while watching the sun drop down behind the mountains on the other side of town. We stayed for hours looking at the stars and talking about our lives at home and when we were younger. We learned a lot about each other and were surprised how similar our childhoods were. Finally, we decided to head back to the dorm and turn in for the night. We hopped in the car and continued our seemingly never ending conversation on the way back. Once the car was parked and we were back in the dorm, we said goodnight. Before parting ways, we shared a long passionate kiss in the hallway outside my door. This kiss was very different than the exchange in the dressing room. I could tell this one was real and had some meaning behind it, not to mention a little tongue. I headed into my room and Tim headed to his since he had class in the morning. It was around 11 and Brian was laying on the couch watching TV.
"Jeez. What'd you guys get lost?" Brian joked.
"Yeah. Somethin' like that. How'd the rest of your night go?" I replied.
"Not bad. James and Steve stopped by earlier and we played some Xbox. Otherwise I've just been kinda relaxing here. Oh! And I grabbed some fishing line on my way back after dinner." He told me.
"Nice. Let's hang it up." I suggested
"Aight. Here's the super glue and the tacks." He added
We tied the fishing line to each corner of the tapestry and then ran the line to the top of the walls in the corners of the room. We were glad to find that the tacks with the super glue held. When all was said and done it looked great. It wasn't tight up against the ceiling. It hung down slightly, almost like a canopy over the couch. After we were done hanging the tapestry we watched a Family Guy re-run on TV and then headed to bed. My mind was occupied with thinking about Tim and the great night we just had as I fell asleep.
I got up for class on Wednesday, and hit the shower as usual. I headed to my first class, which was somewhat more interesting since it was an introduction to what we would be studying. After class I went to the HUB again to see what else there was to try for lunch. I decided to just grab a few slices of pizza and headed back to my room for the remainder of my short break. After killing some time on Facebook and accepting the numerous friend-invites from James, Steve, Rob, Don, and Tim, it was time to head to my second class. After getting an introduction, this class seemed like it may be a bit more work than I first thought. At least the topic was interesting. Finally, I was done for the day and I texted Tim as I walked back to my room.
"Hey. What's up?" I texted
"Hey :) Not much. I've got one more class to head to then I'm finally done with class for the day. How bout u?" He replied.
"I just finished class. Walkin back to the dorm now. Got any plans for the night?"
"Actually, my friend Kristin and I are supposed to hang out tonight." He said.
"Nice." I replied disappointedly.
By that time I had gotten back to the room. I turned on the TV and lay on the couch to watch. I didn't realize how tired I was and ended up falling asleep. By the time I woke up it was 5:45pm. Brian was sitting at his computer and listening to music through his headphones. I got up feeling slightly groggy and very hungry. I tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey. Are you hungry yet?" I asked.
"I'm gettin there. What did you have in mind?"
"I don't know. I don't really feel like goin out. Wanna order something from that website?"
"Sounds good to me. Wings?" He asked.
"Sounds good to me." I said as I began to order the food on my laptop.
After we ate our wings and were stuffed, we had a quiet night. Everyone else seemed to be doing the same, since the halls were deserted and no one had dropped by to see what was going on. I decided to turn in early since I was pretty tired, even after my little nap. Brian stayed up a little later than I did, but also headed to bed at a relatively early hour.
I woke up Thursday morning to a downpour. The weather was looking pretty nasty outside, so I decided to stay in. My Tuesday-Thursdays classes seemed pretty easy, so I wasn't worried about missing them. I started my morning with a nice, extra long and steamy, shower. After that, I decided to browse around on the internet, searching for fun things to do around our college town. Most of what I found was about the bar scene, restaurants, movies, or football games. Then I found an interesting site that detailed some outdoorsy activities that could be done in the area surrounding the town. I found a map that detailed a bunch of trails designated for "hiking, biking, and off-road vehicle use" that led to scattered wilderness camp sites in the mountainous regions around campus. This caught my interest and got me started looking at off-road trucks on E-bay motors and various other car sites. I had gone off-roading with Brian, Tom and Jason before in Jason's Jeep back at home and always wanted a jeep of my own. This combined with the need for another vehicle due to the Porsche's lack of storage led me to decide that I would try and get my hands on a slightly used modified jeep. Just then, I got a text from Tim.
"Hey cutie. How are classes going?"
"Hey ;) They're not, really... I skipped em today lol. How about yours?" I replied
"Haha. You're so bad. Mine are going pretty smoothly. I wish it was nicer out though. This weather is bummin me out." He said.
"Yeah. That's why I stayed in. I've been researching some cool outdoorsy things to do around here in the meantime for when it gets nicer."
"Nice. Maybe we can hang out later tonight and you can tell me about what you found?" He asked.
":) sounds like a plan. Wanna do dinner?" I asked
"Ok. Ill head to your room around 6 and well go from there. See ya." He concluded
"I'll be here." I added.
It was about 4pm, so I had a few hours to kill. Brian had gotten back from class and I told him my plans for getting a jeep. He suggested that we set up some sort of off-road excursion combined with a camping trip one weekend during the semester. I pulled the map I found up on the computer to show him and we decided that we would plan to do our trip the next weekend, provided I had a Jeep by then. After our conversation, Brian turned on the Xbox and played some Forza Motorsport. I went back to searching around online for the perfect jeep. Finally, Tim came in the door.
"Hey guys. Whats up?" He asked.
"Hey! Not too much. We just planned out a sweet camping trip for next weekend." I said.
"Yep." Brian added.
"Nice." Tim said.
"You're invited, obviously." I said to reassure him.
"Cool. Sounds exciting. I'm actually pretty hungry. Ready for dinner?" He asked.
"Yeah. Let's roll." I said.
"Have fun." Brian added.
"Would you like to join us?" I asked out of politeness, unsure whether Tim wanted this to be more of a date, or just a social thing.
"Yeah, you're welcome to come." Tim said.
"No, I've actually got to leave in a lil while for a date of my own." Brian said.
"Nice. Is it that girl from the party?" I asked.
"Yeah. Her name's Amanda. Turns out we have class together twice a week." He informed us.
"Cool. Well, have fun on your date." Tim said.
"Yep, see ya later." I added
"Later." Brian replied.
We headed out the door and downtown. The rain had stopped, but it was still cool and damp out. We found a Chinese restaurant and decided to give it a try. The portions were huge and it was pretty tasty. We chatted about the plans for the camping weekend while eating. Once finished, we headed back to the dorm. We headed to Tim's room to hang out and relax. We snuggled up on the bed and watched some TV for a few minutes before becoming more interested in each other than in Futurama.
As we were watching, Tim moved his head from my shoulder and gave me a little peck on the cheek accompanied with a smile. I looked his way and returned the smile as our lips met. A few short smooches turned into a longer kiss with some tongue action. I rolled myself over on top of him and we began running our hands up and down each other's bodies. I brought my knees up on either side of him, under his arms so that I was sitting on his lower abdomen. I sat up and began to rub his legs behind me. He rubbed up and down my sides before grabbing my shirt at the bottom and pulling it up over my head. I moved back a little bit so I was sitting on his lap. I could feel his cock pressing against my leg, begging to be set free. Once I was off his stomach, I pulled him up toward me and gave him a kiss before pulling his shirt off. We hugged sensually and then collapsed back down onto the bed. We rolled over onto our sides, still hugging and exploring each other's bodies with our hands.
He began to rub my chest and stomach before eventually working his way to my crotch. He massaged my now throbbing cock through my jeans and then unbuttoned them. I rolled back on top of him, planting a big kiss on his lips. I then seductively slid my body down his, toward his feet, massaging him as I went. I rubbed his member through his jeans and then unbuttoned them as he had done to mine. I proceeded to slide them off him as he lifted his cute ass in the air. He had a pair of American Eagle briefs on that outlined his bulge perfectly, not leaving much to the imagination. What a sight he was. He was just the hottest damn thing I had ever seen and I couldn't help but slide myself back up his body, kissing his stomach and chest on my way to his lips. He then rolled us over so that he was on top. He got up on his hands and knees and seductively dragged his bulge up and down my stomach and then continued down toward my feet to remove my jeans. After they were off, he continued rubbing my cock through my boxers and then stripped those away too. He slid back up toward me, rubbing our cocks together with only the thin fabric of his briefs between them. We caressed each other and made out for a little while longer. In the meantime, I managed to slide Tim's briefs off and get a look at his beautiful package. He was completely shaved like me, which turned me on even more.
We continued grinding, rubbing, and making out until Tim slid back down and took my cock into his mouth. I ran my hand through his hair as he bobbed up and down on my member. The feeling was amazing. I was so turned on that it didn't take long at all for me to begin feeling an orgasm coming. Just then, as if he sensed it, he stopped and moved back up to kiss me again. He wanted to prolong our experience, and I couldn't complain. I rolled us over so that I was on top and continued kissing my dream boy. After a bit, I kissed my way down that hot set of abs and began to suck his dick. I got a small taste of pre-cum as it entered my mouth, which continued to turn me on. I started sucking up and down, lubing my hand and his cock in the process. I occasionally used my hand to stroke him while kissing around the base of his cock or licking his balls. After a few minutes, I could see Tim's body begin to tense up and I knew he was getting close. I temporarily stopped stroking and continued kissing his body. Once I saw that he had calmed back down I resumed sucking his cock and stroking it. I continued this process once more, edging him toward an orgasm. Finally, when he was getting close again, I gave him all I had. I sucked and stroked his cock as quickly as I could, swirling my tongue around the head until he exploded. I swallowed it all and stopped stroking, but I kept his head in my mouth and teased it with my tongue as his orgasm subsided. Then I moved up to his lips, planted a long passionate kiss, and hugged him tightly.
"Wow. That was amazing." Tim gasped, as he was catching his breath. He then gave me a seductive smile and said "Now it's your turn."
I smiled back and raised my eyebrows at him. He rolled me over on to my back and immediately went to work. Mimicking a little bit of what I did, with some of his own moves, he bobbed up and down on my cock. He started off quite quickly, but as I grew closer to orgasm he slowed his pace, keeping me on the edge for as long as possible. Finally, he began picking up his pace, but also went down further, taking my entire member into his mouth and touching his nose to my abdomen. This sent me flying over the edge. My entire body went stiff as I unloaded and Tim swallowed. After the pleasure faded, we shared a few short playful kisses. We went back to watching TV and cuddled closely for the rest of the night until we fell asleep.
I woke up pretty early the next morning. It felt great to wake up with my arms around Tim. He woke up a few minutes after I did, probably from me moving around. We laid in bed, cuddling and kissing until his alarm went off a few minutes later at 7:30.
"Ugh. Ive gotta get up and get ready for class." He said.
"Can I help?" I asked.
"Sure." He gave me a big smile as if an idea had just popped into his head. "You can help me with my shower."
"Mmm. I think I can handle that." I exclaimed, returning his smile. "Let me just run to my room and grab a towel and stuff real quick."
"Ok. I'll meet you in the bathroom." He said.
I threw enough clothes on to be decent before running down the hall to my room. When I entered I found that Brian was asleep in his bed, but he wasn't alone. A girl, presumably Amanda, was sleeping next to him. I threw my dirty clothes in the hamper and grabbed a clean pair of boxers, my towel, and my showering supplies. Then I headed back down the hall, past Tim's room to the bathroom. I went back toward the showers where I met Tim and we chose a stall.
"Hopefully no one else comes in for a shower while we're here." I said.
"I don't think anyone will. It was dead on Monday and Wednesday at this time." He assured me, as we began to strip down.
"Good." I said as I gave him a smile and a smooch.
"I wonder how Brian's date went. Was he back at your room just now?" he asked.
"Yep. He was there. And judging by the way he had his arm wrapped around her in his bed, I would say the date went pretty well." I said with a smile as Tim turned the water on in the shower.
"Haha. Nice." He replied as he wrapped his arms around me and the water began to pour over us.
After a little bit of making out, I grabbed the shampoo and squeezed a glob into my hand. I handed the bottle to Tim and he did the same. After rubbing our hands together for a second, we began to lather each other's hair up. Once I was sure that his hair was lathered up enough, I ran my hands down to his chest and began rubbing the suds on his chest and back. Tim did the same and continued down, fondling my now hardening cock. This fondling soon became stroking, which felt amazing. I slid my hands down Tim's back and cupped his cute little ass before sliding them around to reciprocate his stroking. With all of this stroking and the joy of making out with each other, I knew it wouldn't be long before we blew our loads. Sure enough, another minute or so of stroking, using the shampoo suds as lube, sent me over the edge. I tensed up as I felt the orgasm consuming my body. Shortly after I began to cum, before my orgasm had subsided, Tim's body also tensed up and I knew that he was feeling the same great sensation that I was. After our orgasms had subsided, we kissed for a little longer and then finished up our shower, soaping each other up with the body wash. We grabbed our towels, and dried off.
"That was fun." Tim said with a big smile as he dried himself off.
"Very fun." I returned his smile. "You've gotta head to class now, huh?"
"Yep. At least it's Friday! Know of anything going on tonight?" He asked.
"Not yet. I'm sure, between us and the other guys, someone will find something." I deduced.
"Yeah. Well text me if ya find something, and I'll do the same. See ya." He said, and then gave me a peck on the lips.
"Will do. Bye cutie." I replied, before we walked out of the bathroom and headed down the hall to our rooms.