A new face

By mike Schwindt

Published on Oct 17, 2009

Gay

Controls

Legal: This story is completely fictional any similarity to any person is strictly coincidental. If male/male sex is offensive to you, or you are not 18 years old please stop reading now.

I stood in the shower letting the warm water run over my body sending me into a warm induced coma like state. At some point my mother had had enough of my hour long shower and decided to shut off the hot water.

Matthew Jacob Wilson if you don't hurry the hell up your father and I are waiting outside in the car, don't make me come in there.

Just hearing my full name made me cringe. I guess now would be a good time to introduce myself. My name is Matt, not Matthew or Mattie, just plain Matt. I'm 19 yrs old and just about to start my first semester at New Mexico State University. First time I'm going to be away from home and I think my parents are more scared than me. As moving day approached I was getting more and more excited counting down the days to get out of Dunlap, New Mexico. Such a small town and full of such close minded people, keeping secretes here is like trying to keep secretes from Miss Cleo. My secrete I'm gay; yep this small town boy likes cock. I've known since I was in the seventh grade and saw my best friend, Luke, naked in the showers at school one day after soccer practice. Both Luke and I have grown a lot since then, my body has grown into washboard abs not overtly muscular but everyone can tell I work out twice a week. My dick grew into a nice 9.5 inches when hard; smooth missile pointing straight at hot guys if they come to close.

Like on the other hand grew into a smaller let us say mini me of, me, except he has one of the most beautiful bubble butts I ever seen on any one. Too bad he's going to North Carolina to play basketball. The ride down to the La Cruces wasn't too bad cramped with my shit but other than that no one cried, yet. Started to unload all my stuff I realized two things, first I had to much junk, and second I had no idea who my roommate would be. I hoped he wouldn't be to good looking or this semester and year would be very difficult. But in the back of my mind I hoped he'd be the hottest stud on campus so maybe just maybe I'd get lucky.

Rate this story

Liked this story?

Nifty is entirely volunteer-run and relies on people like you to keep the site running. Please support the Nifty Archive and keep this content available to all!

Donate to The Nifty Archive
Nifty

© 1992, 2024 Nifty Archive. All rights reserved

The Archive

About NiftyLinks❤️Donate