Introduction
I was recently talking to a friend of mine about some college experiences and he suggested I write them down - mainly because we didn't have the time to go through even one story. I can be wordy, I guess.
Just so you know, my name is Jake. I'm 5'9", brown hair, green eyes. I played soccer, swam, worked out at the gym, jogged all over kingdom come, so I have decent legs, abs, arms... I worked hard on them, so I welcome the compliments when I get them.
Sexually, I'm average in size. From reading some of these posts, I'm tiny. But really, it's average. So are all the guys I'll write about unless otherwise noted. And as you'll read, I'm fairly adventurous.
One last thing: there may or may not be sex in every installment I get around to writing. I'm trying to go chronologically, but to get to my point there may not be sex every time. This first installment is one of those... but don't worry, it's coming.
Chapter 1: Meeting Jeremy
Jeremy came strolling into my life my sophomore year. He was a freshman from downstairs who came upstairs hoping to meet some people. The first thing I noticed, aside from his gorgeous blue eyes, was his stature. Jeremy was barely five feet tall. Cute as a button, and judging from his slightly-too-small t-shirt, he was ripped.
I knew he was a freshman right away... who else would be on campus at this point? I was only there because my roommate, Dave, was the RA. Anyway, we (Dave and I) introduced ourselves to Jeremy and asked him how he was settling in. He liked campus so far, only had a couple of things left to unpack (his parents had gone off to their hotel room and would be back the next morning to see him before heading back home), and hadn't met his roommate yet, but knew he was here as his stuff was all over the room.
We asked whether they had talked before and that's when Dave remembered: Jeremy had been stuck with an exchange student. Someone from one of the "Ickystans" as we called them. We didn't really mean it, but laughed every time we said it, so it had stuck. Jeremy hadn't had a chance to talk to him - the one time the phone connected he hadn't said but a few words when the line went dead.
I went back downstairs to show Jeremy around our dorm (there was only one other freshman in it) since there wouldn't be a big tour. I helped him unpack some books he had brought with him and then invited him to dinner with my roommate and me. At the end of dinner, Dave had to take off for an RA meeting and Jeremy had a couple hours before his first orientation meeting.
I asked if he wanted to meet some people in other dorms (on his own) or if he wanted a tour of campus. To my delight he wanted a tour of campus.
I could have melted into those big blue eyes of his. He was just stunning. And when I wasn't staring into those majestic pools, I was admiring his physique. Seriously, I thought if he wasn't totally ripped under that shirt, I need to find out who his tailor is. He looked soooooo good.
Of course there's always a problem, and his was named Jennifer. She was still in high school, a year behind him. They had been together for two years and she really sounded great, I have to admit. Something about being petite and blond and ice-skating was all I could remember... And I only remembered the ice-skating because one of his pastimes had been hockey - ice and field. No wonder he looked like that! And of course (!) he was taken. They always are.
It was a really hot, really humid day. We were drenched in sweat after walking up and down the campus hills for the past hour and stopped in a shop just off campus for some ice cream. We walked back across campus to our dorm... I invited him up to watch some TV (I noticed he didn't have one when I helped him unpack those books), but he said he needed to shower before the orientation meeting. I wished him a good evening and went upstairs, unable to get his gorgeous body and stunning good looks out of my head.
Dave was just leaving as I walked into the room. He was leading the meeting Jeremy was going to for the entire dormitory, and being extremely organized was on his way to make sure the room he had reserved was set up the way he wanted. He left shortly after I walked back in the room.
I turned on the TV and took off my shirt, throwing it in the vague direction of my closet. I looked in the mirror before I sat down and didn't feel too bad about myself... hours in the gym, swimming, and playing soccer had given me some nice abs. I sat down in my computer chair and swiveled around to watch TV.
About two minutes later, a shirtless Jeremy walks through my door (it was always open if Dave or I was there). Oh. My. God. He was unbelievable. I couldn't take my eyes off the Roman god standing in front of me. He was so sculpted he really could have been made of marble. I was in shock for a couple of seconds... enough for Jeremy to notice.
"Uh... Jake? You okay?"
"Yeah... sorry, I wasn't expecting anyone..." which was true.
He was going to shower but realized he didn't have any soap or shampoo. As we were in a very small section of the dorm, all of our stuff was kept in the one shower for our floor. It was only six guys (or would be once they all arrived at school), so we had a big sectional rack in the abnormally large shower stall. Anyway, I showed Jeremy where it was and told him he could use any of it; just bring it back if he wasn't going to shower there. He thanked me, grabbed my shampoo, and took off.
I knew I had made him uncomfortable. He had gone quite quickly and didn't say anything. He also returned the stuff to our shower and hadn't said anything before going to his orientation meeting. I waited until I was sure he had gone to his meeting before jumping into the shower myself. Though I knew I had made him uncomfortable, I jerked off to the image of his beautiful torso. Perfect abs, amazing pecs, beautiful arms...
To my surprise, later that night, Jeremy came upstairs to ask Dave about getting involved on campus in some of the councils. Dave told him he'd be explaining more of that over the next couple of days, and for now just to relax. It was summer camp until next Monday, so enjoy. We told him to sit and stay awhile, ordered a pizza, and just hung out. We really had a great night, and whatever I had felt earlier about making him uncomfortable was gone. I didn't stare, or at least I didn't think I did.
So Jeremy was eye candy. I didn't say anything to him and tried to act normal. However, there were many sleepless nights where I was lying awake wishing he was lying next to me.