Date: Mon, 6 Jan 2014 15:35:26 -0800 (PST) From: Tom The Writer Subject: College Roommate Meet Chpt 14 Recap: "Look, I'll give you the honest answer. It was in a box with a bunch of other picture that fell out of your closet one of the first nights we were here. I picked it up and saved this one for some reason. I don't know why I did it, honestly I don't, and I haven't even looked at it since but for some reason in the moment it felt like the right things to do." Devante's story didn't totally disgust Spencer. Something about how candid it was and how uncomfortable it made Devante to even know that he had been caught intrigued Spencer. "So do you really expect me to believe that?" "Yeah I do, it's the truth.' Spencer stood up and slowly started approaching Devante's bed. "So you mean to tell me that when you are stroking that black cock of yours you aren't ever thinking of this" Spencer said as he quickly yanked his shorts down revealing his beautiful cock sticking out from his neat little bush. Devante was at a loss for words but his eyes were fixed on his roommates cock. Chapter 14: Devante was at a loss for words. He sat on his bed with his face inches away from his roommates cock. This was starting to become an all too familiar feeling. Spencer reached down and started wiggling his cock in Devante's face. Devante's eyes were fixed on Spencer's cock and his head bobbed up and down with every bounce of Spencer's dick. "That's exactly what I thought" Spencer said putting his cock back in his pants. "I figured you wouldn't answer but that was answer enough for me." Spencer got himself together and walked over to the door. "I got to go to this advising thing for engineering students. I'll be back later." Devante got up and left too. He needed to take a walk and get some fresh air to clear his head. "What is going on with me" he thought to himself. "How do I keep finding myself in these situations? I came to college expecting to party and do a little studying when in reality that's not at all the case. The worst part is I went from fucking bitches and getting my dick sucked on the regular to barely getting my dick sucked and when I do it's by a dude." This whole experience was turning out to be too overwhelming! He pulled his cell phone out of his jacket pocket and called his best friend. "Yo, Von this you?" said the voice on the other end of the phone. "Yeah man, what you mean? This is my number right?" "Don't fucking try to get smart with me. I ain't heard from yo upity ass since you went off to college" he said in a very mocking tone. "You still feeling salty about that?" "Salty about what? This whole college thing? I chose not to go to college, I can do bigger and better things without a degree!" "Chad, cool it! This is why I haven't called you cuz I knew we was gon get into it. But I got a lot of shit on my mind and I figured I would call you cuz you always have good advice even though I never use it" "Bro, you know I'm just messing with you. You're my ride or die guy and my best friend... Wassup?" "I don't even know, and that's the problem. College has been nothing like what I expected." "It's hard as hell in there ain't it? I tried to warn you!" "Naw, that's not even the problem. This school shit is nothing. I understand everything that going on. It's this whole social life part that's a problem." "What you mean? You ain't never had no problem with it any other time." Looking around to make sure that no one was in the vicinity that might hear his conversation, "It's just that I haven't exactly made a lot friends; instead, I got this weird roommate that likes to walk around naked with this bi-polar best friend. I tried out for the swim team and didn't make it, and worst of all, lately I've been doing some crazy shit." "That's fucked up bro. You was always a good swimmer, I can't believe you didn't make the team." "I mean, that's not even that big of a deal to me. It's just all this stuff together is making me go crazy." "What you mean when you said that you be doing some crazy shit? Like drugs? I hope you ain't talking about drugs!" "Naw naw, nothing like that. I mean... It's just... I don't know how to put it." "Just say it, SHIT!" Devante took a deep breath, check around the bench that he was now sitting on, and exhaled. "Well I got a hand job from a dude and got sucked off by a different dude." "Is this some kind of sick joke? You gay fam?" "Naw bro. I knew I shouldn't have told you." "Listen Von, you are like my brother and ain't shit gon ever change that, but guys out here in the streets might not see it the same way I do. You heard what happen to Lil Reese didn't you?" "Naw, what happened?" "So guys from his hood found out that he was on the DL and they beat him up so bad that he been in the hospital like 3 weeks." "Shit bro. That's fucked up" "Exactly, and I don't want no shit like that happening to you. Let somebody find out about this shit and yo ass might just get popped off." "I know, that's what I'm worried about... Well, not exactly. I just don't know wassup. You know me. I like girls so this whole gay shit is new to me. I ain't never let no dude touch me let alone get hard and let one suck me off." "Woah this is getting pretty graphic" Chad interrupts. "Just listen! All I'm saying is that I don't understand and I don't know what to do!" There was a pause in the conversation. Devante was noticeably shaken there was even a tear or two that began to cascade down his cheek. Chad was at a loss for words. "Listen, the only person that know what's best for you is you so it ain't shit I can tell you that will magically make everything better. Now I ain't never did no gay shit, and I'll be damned if I ever try it, but it must be something to it if everybody out here these days is doing it; it's almost like a trend or something. Now it sounds to me like you already gave the shit a try and weren't too disappointed so I would just say to go for it and see if you like it." "You think?" "Hell yeah muthafucka! Didn't I just say that?" "Shut up. So it wouldn't change nothing between you and I if I was gay or bi?" "Hell naw, we blood. But don't tell nobody we ever had this conversation cuz I'll deny it bro and definitely be careful when you getting down out here cuz like I said it's ruff." Exhaling a sigh of relief, a smile comes over Devante's face. "See dude, that's why I called you. I already knew that you would know exactly what to say!" "Duh! Cuz I'm a genius and to think you're the one in college. But bro I gotta go. Maybe you can try not waiting another 2 months and getting yourself into another fucked up situation before you call me again." "You could try calling me too!" "Yeah yeah... Whatever you say. Ah ight dude I'll talk to you soon." "Bye" Devante said pressing the end button on his phone and walking back towards civilization. Chad had given him a lot to think about. On the one hand he could try to go back to his original self, the one that fucked girls, didn't get hard at the thought of his naked white roommate, and that still had some level of street-cred, even though he had gone off to college, or he could take Chad's advice and see if there really was more to this strange new feelings he was having. Either way, he thought, there were going to be some risks. Just then, Devante felt his phone vibrate. He looked down and put in the unlock code to see that he had gotten a text from Chase. "What you doing" Devante responded "Nothing just walking around campus" He had barely sent the message before he got another one. "Cool. Well if you're not busy come over to Busey Hall RM 1242. Rod and I are playing video games." "OMW" Devante began to walk towards the dorm wondering what this was all about. Since he had already walked so far from his dorm, he was relatively close to Busey Hall. He swiped his ID at the door and walk up to their room. He got their and knocked on the door. "It's Devante" "It's open" someone yelled from inside. Devante walked in the door to see the two sitting in front of the TV playing on their xbox with three other guys sitting on the beds. "Wassup yall... So this is where yall stay huh?" "Yeah" replied Rodney. "It's actually not too bad." Devante walked into the room and closed the door. He quickly looked around to see how their room compared to his. "Not too shabby" he thought as he looked at their equally big 42" tv and their surround sound system. "My bad" said Chase as he paused the game. "These are our friend Jeffrey, Peter, and Michael." "Aww, wassup yall" Devante said as he extended his hand out to greet them. "Nice to meet you." "Likewise" Jeffrey replied with the rest of the bunch nodding their heads. "So what are yall up to?" asked Devante. Chase started, "So to be honest, we called you over to give you a proposition." This concludes Chapter 14. I hope you enjoyed. My new year's resolution to all of you is to post a lot more frequently; my goal is two chapters a month (you guys are going to have to hold me to it). I have a feeling that there will be a lot of raised eyebrows over some of the dialog in this chapter. As always, I welcome any comments or questions that you may have, but I also encourage you to visit UrbanDictionary.com as they do a great job of defining a lot of acronyms and slag terminology as well as provide examples. Email me your thoughts (the good and the bad) at TomTheWriter@ymail.com. 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