Date: Fri, 16 Jun 2023 08:38:10 -0400 From: Lee Wilson Subject: My Roommate Teaches Me - Chapter 14 This story is an original work of gay fiction. None of the people or events are real. While some of the town names used may be real, any other geographic references (school, events) are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is completely coincidental. This story depicts sexual situations between minor males. If reading this is illegal where you reside, or you are not at least 18 years of age, you are reading at your own risk. This work is the property of the author, Lee R Wilson, and shall not be reproduced and/or re-posted without his permission. Story ©2023 Lee R Wilson. If you enjoy this or the other stories here, why not donate to keep the fun alive? Donate here: https://donate.nifty.org/ My Roommate Teaches Me Key Players: Domenico Martini - 12 Jacob (Jake) Mason - 12 Bill Nelson - 12 Rodney (Rod) Quincy - 12 Marcus King - 12 Donald (Don) Livingston - 12 Gene Jones - 12 Supporting Characters: Jim Parkins - 17 - Dorm Floor Monitor From Chapter 13 I step out to go to the common room to give him a little privacy to catch up with his Aunt. It's so amazing to see him happy even though he told her he was gay. My Domenico is back. I point down the hall to let him know where I'll be and go. Bill and Gene are there playing pool. "Hey Jake. Back already? What was the surprise ride? Wait, you're like really happy. Domenico's back?" "Yeah Bill. He's talking with his Aunt right now. I figured I'd give him a little privacy." "That's great. How does he seem?" "He's happy. Probably happier than I've ever seen him." "I'm happy for you two Jake." "Thanks Gene. I just hope Rod eating with us doesn't throw him into a tailspin." "I'll keep my fingers crossed." CHAPTER 14 - Dinner with Rod and Continued Improvement. Back inside Domenico's head. "So Domenico. I have something to tell you before we head down to dinner. I hope it won't upset you, but I think knowing in advance is better than being surprised in front of a bunch of people." "Um, OK. I hope you're not about to piss on my popcorn Jake. I'm feeling better than I have in I don't know how long." "Hopefully it's only a couple drops. He he. Anyway. Let me ease into it. It's about Rod." "O...K..." "He's apologized to the rest of us and has been eating and hanging out with us again. I know you're probably not looking forward to seeing him." "I actually haven't given him a thought before this. I don't know. I don't feel as mad at him as I did before I left. Maybe like they say time heals all wounds. Thinking about him and seeing him are two totally different things though. But I've learned some things about dealing with negative attitudes, so maybe I'll be OK." "Well, he's definitely curbed his attitude. Bill told me that on Saturday night Rod said he suspected I was gay too. I haven't done anything to confirm or deny that, but he's been completely civil to me, even after I threatened to beat the shit out of him if he hurt you again." "No way." "Yep. I even told him I wouldn't get caught having 4 or 5 iron clad alibis. Anyway, he has said he wants to make up with you if you'll let him. So I wouldn't expect any negative feelings." "OK. Thanks for the warning. All I can do is hope for the best. I'm not sure I'll be able to forgive him right away, but if he's pleasant, I should be able to tolerate him." "And there are a couple kind of related pieces of news that won't bother you. Bill couldn't tolerate Rod's attitude and asked for a room change. Some kid James left the school a week or so ago, so Bill's rooming with Gene Jones in 201. Gene's become part of the gang too. He's a pretty nice kid. I don't know for sure, but I'd be willing to bet at least a few bucks that he's gay too." "Wow. Bill's pretty laid back. If he couldn't take Rod anymore, he must have been a pretty big a-hole." "And finally, Bill, Don, and Marcus know we have a 'more than friends' relationship. I suspect Gene does now too, but I'm not sure. So you don't have to hide that. They're OK with it. If Rod finds out, it'll be a good test of his tolerance." "Cool. I don't think we'll be holding hands or kissing in front of them, but it's good to know making a slip won't be fatal. And now I have a way to push Rod if I need to have proof he's really going to be nice. OK, let's go eat. I'm starving after hospital food for four and a half days or so." Jake and I head to the cafeteria. The rest of the gang is already there. After we get our food I see Gene and remember him from the first time we walked through the hall naked. He's the kid that was checking us out. So Jake's probably right about him being gay too. I also see Rod. He's looking at me like he's lost his puppy. At least he's not glaring or scowling so maybe this will go OK, even though I'm beginning to feel my blood pressure rise. I'm greeted by a bunch of 'DM!s' and 'welcome backs.' "Hi guys. Thanks. It's good to be back. I could only take that padded room for so long." "They really put you in a padded room?" I'm glad I haven't eaten anything yet, I'd be spitting it out. "Once again, Don misses a joke. No. But I was locked in my room for the first 24 hours or so. They even cut my food into tiny little pieces so I wouldn't need to have a knife. Which was good, because that first day I might have stabbed the doctor and my nurse. I had a pretty bad attitude." They all chuckle at my little jokes. I decide to sit next to Rod. The two seats to his right are empty. Everybody looks at me strangely. Rod looks shocked. Jake sits on the other side of me, probably wanting to be close in case he needs to intervene. "Hi DM. I'm glad you're doing OK." "Hi Rod. Yeah, the doctor I had over there was really good." "I'm sorry I was such an ass. When I heard they sent you away, I felt like an absolute shit." "I know it's wrong to say it, but I'm glad you did. I wanted to sit next to you so you'd know I wasn't completely mad at you, but I don't know how quickly I'll be able to forgive you. Yeah, I'm feeling pretty good right now, but you did pull the trigger, so to speak. It was a pretty dark time for me for a while. That wouldn't have happened if you didn't act like a jerk." "I know, and I'm sorry, even if you don't ever forgive me. I have to say it. I don't know why I didn't let our friendship overrule my, um, other feelings." "No offense, but it was because you're a homophobic dick. Sorry. I don't want to get into an argument or anything and I shouldn't have insulted you like that. I just can't ignore the hurt you caused me and be among your best friends right away. I need to see you've really changed and are OK for a while before I interact too much with you after this. I'll tolerate your presence, apparently you've been OK to the other guys for them to have made up with you for the most part. It's going to take me a lot longer." "Thanks. And you don't need to be sorry. I was, no, am, an asshole. But I've been trying at least not to show it. I know three things will happen if I can't contain my feelings. Jake will beat the shit out of me, I'll get kicked out of the school, and my parents will kill me. So I'm triply motivated to be good." "Yeah, Jake mentioned the threat. OK, enough of this topic for now. I need to pick on Gene a little. He he." "What'd I do?" "Chill, I'm kidding. I just want to tell you I remember the first time we ran across each other." "Oh. Um. Shit. Sorry about that." "What's he mean?" "I'm sure you remember Marcus that the four of us had a, um, were in the shower before you started hanging out with us?" "Gene knows about the jerkoff sessions if you're worried about spilling the beans DM. He's even joined us once." "Oh, cool. Thanks Bill. Well, the first time we walked back to our rooms naked, Gene was in the hallway with three other guys. He looked at us a little too long I thought." "Yeah, that was a big mistake. My old roommate James was one of the other three. He noticed me looking and started giving me shit about being gay. I'm not completely sure I am, but he assumed I was and, to be honest, he was a lot worse than Rod from what I've heard. The biggest difference was that he only shared his comments and distaste with me. So, maybe it's too late, but sorry." "No, it's OK. At the time it actually made me feel good. I always got looked at by people as the guy who was an easy target. Having someone look at me, liking what they saw, was nice. It made Jake jealous though, which also made me feel good." I have to take a quick look over to Rod to see how he's reacting to both Gene's disclosure and me mentioning that Jake got jealous. I can see he's fighting against his inner demons, but so far apparently winning the battle. Or maybe not. "I've got something I need to do. I guess I'll catch up with you guys later." The rest of the guys say bye to Rod. I don't. At this point, I'm still not convinced he's changed and am not feeling very friendly. We're going to leave the boys for a moment to once again go visit the dark mind of Rod Quincy. Unfortunately, this time it's so much darker than the last time we peeked in there. Fuck. I just had to get out of there. Domenico practically admitted he and Jake were both gay. Now I find out this kid Gene is too? I don't know if I'll be able to stand being around three of them. Arrrrgh, just thinking about it gives me the willies. I know mom and dad are paying a shitload of money for me to come here, but I don't think I can stay without somehow fucking one or both of Domenico and Gene up. I obviously couldn't do anything to Jake, I'd be the one getting fucked up. Shit. If I can't control myself and I do fuck one of them up, Jake will fuck me up worse. Oh, God. It would be so embarrassing being beat up by a fag. Even a fag that's bigger than I am. I couldn't go home again. I can't let that happen. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I know I'm not going to keep control over my emotions. I almost blew it just then. Mom and dad will be so mad at me if I ask to come home. Dad will understand why, he hates faggots even more than I do, still doesn't mean he'll like me wasting a semester's worth of tuition, room, and board. What fucking choice do I have? I either wimp out and ask to come home or lose my shit somewhere along the line and end up expelled. Think Rod, think. There's gotta be a way out of this. Back to the cafeteria with the rest of the gang. "Well, I guess that went as well as we could have hoped for. I admire your strength DM. I know I couldn't have been half as nice to him as you were if I was in your shoes. Surprised the shit out of us when you sat next to him though." "Thanks Bill. Yeah, Jake told me you had a big problem with him. I figure if I have to be around him, I need to act human. If I'm a jerk, that makes me no better than him. And I know I'm better than him. I'm also going to test him as much as I can. I may have to convince Jake not to beat the crap out of him, but at this point, I wouldn't be completely unhappy if he was expelled. Time may change that, but right now, he's just a body. Anyway, on to happier subjects. How have you all been doing since I had my freakout?" Everybody says they're doing OK. All but Gene say they were a little freaked out about me for a while. Not knowing Gene really until now, I can't blame him, but he has shown concern for me by apologizing for his staring fit, so I've got nothing against him. We all head back to the dorm after we finish. I need to calm down a little after being with Rod, so I beg off hanging out, saying I'm still adjusting to being back, which is also true. Jake and I head to our room. "I'm so happy to be back here with you. And now that we have more than a few minutes together, I miss doing this." Like I did in Dr. Ames' office, I hop on Jake and start kissing him. This time it won't be for just a couple seconds. Jake is a litle surprised, but recovers quickly and pretty soon we're tongue dancing like never before. Still holding on to me, he sits on his bed. We fall to our sides, still not breaking the oral connection. Our hands both reach for the other's pants to open a path to the other's pleasure zone. We're soon madly jerking each other off. I feel I'm getting close and expect Jake may be as well, so I break the kiss and move down his body, taking his dick into my mouth for only the fourth time. I'm like a wild man, sucking and licking. Jake is moaning quietly. His moans reach a peak and I feel his semen pulsing into my mouth. I swallow as fast as I can, not wanting to waste a single drop. After he stops cumming, I lick him clean and move back up for more kissing. Jake doesn't waste more than a minute before he has my dick in his mouth. Not being in the mood to even jerk off in the hospital, I don't last more than a few seconds, feeding Jake my semen as well. "Wow. I needed that. Thanks Jake." "My pleasure Domenico. You know something?" "No. What?" "I love you and even missed just being with you so much while you were gone. Please don't ever leave me like that again?" "I can't promise, now knowing I've got a tendency toward depression, but I will try my hardest to never do that to us again. I love you too." Jake and I decide to head over to the common room, see what's on TV, maybe we can find a movie if nobody is already watching. A few guys are playing games, but the TV is idle. We grab the remotes and sit on the couch in front of it. Jake brings up Prime and we find something we're both interested in. Over the course of the movie, our hands meet. We look at each other, then at the rest of the kids in the room and together decide we don't care if anybody sees us. We're not going to be stupid and make out in public, but we both need the touch of the other. Friday October 7 We're all at breakfast the next morning, well almost all. Nobody has seen Rod since last night at dinner. We figure he decided to sleep in, eat our breakfasts and head to class. By lunchtime, he's missed the class he's in with me and Jake and he's not in the cafeteria. I don't know about the others, but even though I'm not crazy about him, I'm starting to get worried something happened. "Jake, can you tell Ms. Anders I'm not feeling too well if I'm not back in time for class? I'm actually worried about Rod. I'm going to head back to the dorm and see if he's OK." "Sure." "Wow DM. I figured you'd be the last one to worry about Rod. I was his roommate for weeks and I'm not concerned. He's probably having a fit because there are so many gay boys around him and just doesn't want to be around us. He'll be back by the weekend, just watch." "No. I don't know how or why, I just know something is wrong. I'll see you at the school soon as I can." I head back over to the dorm, knocking on Rod's door. No answer. It's quiet in there, so it's pretty likely he's not in there, but I still have this feeling. I knock almost constantly for a few minutes. If Jim was here he could go into Rod's room and see if he's OK. I hope after school isn't too late, but I don't want to go to security or anything and piss Rod off more at me if there's nothing wrong. Dejected, I decide I don't have a choice until later and head back to class. I get to English class right before the bell. "Anything?" "No Jake. No answer, no noise. I'm going to get Jim to check it out after classes are over." I am hardly able to pay attention in the rest of my classes. The later it gets the more worried I am that something isn't right. Bill confirmed he wasn't in any of their classes. The high school kids get out a few minutes before we do, so I run back to the dorm hoping Jim is there. Knock knock. "Hi Domenico. Sorry I haven't had the chance to welcom... Whoa you look frightened. Did something happen?" "I hope not, but believe it or not, I'm worried about Rod. Nobody's seen him since dinner last night, he wasn't in any of his classes, missed breakfast and lunch. I just know something's wrong. Can you get into his room and check?" "Well, it's not normally allowed, but since it's been like 22 hours and nobody's seen him, I guess I can justify an exception. I'm going to have to ask you to wait here though. It'll be bad enough for me to enter his room uninvited if he's just sick or something, you coming along can only make it worse." I agree, but I'm standing in Jim's doorway watching down the hall. Jim knocks a few times, waits about 5 or 10 seconds, which seem like an eternity to me. He knocks again, apparently still no response so he opens the door and goes in. It can't be more than 5 seconds later he's running back to his room and grabbing the telephone. I'm scared out of my mind by now. "Hi Vince. It's Jim in 202... No, not good at all. I need an ambulance right away, room 210... I don't know. Rod's passed out, vomit and empty liquor bottles all over the place... Yeah, of course I'll wait there." "I knew it. Is he alive?" "Yes Domenico, he's alive, but if he drank anywhere near all of what is in the empty bottles, he may not be for long. Can you go downstairs so you can get the EMTs up to the right room as soon as possible?" "Yeah, sure." I get downstairs and wait by the front door. It's only been a minute or two so the rest of the guys are coming back from class. "Waiting for a delivery DM?" "No Don, the ambulance. Rod may have drank himself to death." Next Up - "Rod's Crisis" Author's Note No spoiler in the next chapter title this time. I was hoping to get a little ahead on my active stories, alas, 'twas not meant to be. I'll be away next week and likely will not be able to post new chapters of this story until after my return on June 26. Apologies for any delays. I really didn't plan it this way, but this is where I got to when I ran out of time, so it'll be more like a season-ending cliffhanger than normal. Feel free to drop me a line if you haven't already. I appreciate the comments, good or bad. If you liked this, check out my other stories on nifty: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/look-but-dont-look/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/high-school-cum-boy/ LRW