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Denny Comes Out
Characters: Denny (Dennis Andrew Miggs), 20
Garth Roth, 22
Randy Small, 24
Chapter 1
Hi. My name is Denny. My parents of course named me Dennis, but as soon as I had a say in it, it was Denny! All those stupid "Dennis the Menace" jokes! Well, I guess I should be glad I was not named Enos! Characters: Denny (Dennis Andrew Miggs) 20Garth Roth Anyway, I thought I would start by telling you a little about my life growing up. I was named Dennis Andrew Miggs. (Yah, I was the butt of a lot of "DAM" jokes too!) I have two older brothers, Jack and Bob. Bob is three years older than I am. I am 9 years younger than Jack is. By the time I was born, my parents (well, my MOM!) wanted a girl. Actually I don't think my dad cared. He was too busy building his business to spend much time with me. He taught my brothers how to throw a baseball, and how to play basketball, but was never free enough with his time for me. I was a "sensitive child". I think that put Dad off a lot too. He must have hugged me and played with me a little when I was a baby, but I can't remember. I broke both my legs (different times -- one when I was 3 and one at 6). So my mom was pretty protective of me. I was a "momma's boy", I guess. I was almost too pretty to be a boy. I had long eye lashes and large expressive eyes, even as a pre-teen. We lived close to Hollywood, and as regular as clockwork, about 6 -- 8 weeks after the school pictures were taken, my mom got a call from some scout from Hollywood, wanting to screen test me. But she always said no. She "just knew " that all those "limp wrists" in Hollywood were gay! Her favorite Hollywood star was Rock Hudson. She would say, "Now HE is a real MAN's man!" If she only knew! He really was a man's man! All through middle school and high school, I couldn't wait for gym class. Oh, I was not any good at any sports, and in truth, in 6th grade, when I anticipated my first day of dressing down and showering with all the guys, I was petrified! I knew even then how I responded to guys. I was so scared I would pop a woody in the shower or at my locker! Hee hee! Once, that same year, I actually went out for football. I of course didn't make it, but I got to see some of the older class guys in the shower. Man! They really did mature a lot in a year or two! All the extra hair and the long swinging dicks were almost too much for me! I said "almost". I was too nervous and scared to actually ever get hard, but this one older guy -- the football quarterback -- got a hard-on in the shower. The other guys really teased him a lot about that, but only in jest. You would not actually challenge the school jock! And no one did! When High school was over, I went to Cerritos JC. It was close enough to home that I could live at home. After two years there, my grades were good enough, and with my talent at playing the oboe, I got a full scholarship at UCLA. It was "just" far enough from home that commuting would be too much of a pain, so Mom convinced dad to buy me a car. I ended up with a gold 1993 Saturn with 123,000 miles on it, but it ran good and it was pretty comfortable. In many U.S. universities, a student could get by without a car, either riding a bike or walking everywhere, but UCLA is so huge that you need a car to navigate it. Oh, you could take the bus, but most Californians are too used to their independence. So there are huge parking lots on and off campus. My first day in the on-campus dorm room was interesting. I was always a bit of a loner anyway, so I did not even know anyone who belonged to a frat. So a frat-house was out. But at least our dorm was all guys! And what was cool (well, for me, at least!) was that anywhere in the dorm that was not in the main hall was -- clothing-optional. Usually clothing off! I was 20, and had two rommies. Both were also loners. Garth Roth (thounds like I'm, lithping, huh?) was 22, was a swimmer, and had a nice tanned body, with darkish blond hair, tipped (by the sun) with very light highlights. He was about my height, (6'-1" tall) but was more muscly than I was. He had his share of fat, but it was the fat that most swimmers had. Just enough to make him "sleek" in the water, and enough that he did not get hypothermia from being in the water so much. Randy Small was on the baseball team. Gosh, he had about the cutest butt I've ever seen. Randy was 24, 5'-7" when we met, but was still growing -- or rather he was growing again. He stopped in 7th grade and started again when this year. His butt was literally covered with fine hair! Oh, by the way, Garth was uncut and about 7" and thick. Randy was maybe 5" and cut very nicely -- enough that there was never any extra skin hanging under the head. The head was dark red, and because of the tight cut-job, looked half-hard all the time. He was dirty blond also, with gorgeous green eyes! I am almost 6'-1" tall, a bit slimmer than either of them, with dark brown hair and light brown (many people call them gold) eyes. OH! I am also uncut, with a fair amount of extra skin left over. By the time I met Garth and Randy, I was pretty convinced I was gay. I was also disappointed that neither of them seemed to have the least tendency. But it was a big dorm, so I was intrigued. I kept a sharp look for any tip-offs. Mostly I watched other guys eyes to see where they were looking. But even at 20 years old, guys tend to check each other out a lot -- always comparing! After five weeks into the fall semester, the three of us were pretty well acquainted. As a matter of fact it was the first time ever that I connected with any guy(s) at all! One afternoon that Randy and I got back earlier than Garth, he just comes out with it: "So, how long have you known you were gay?" I wanted to crawl in a hole! I turned several shades of red and was just about to get defensive when it occurred to me. Was Randy gay, too? "I -- uh -- I" I stammered. And then, "Why do you ask, Are you gay?" "What?? Me!!??" he came back , "No way" He repeated, "No Fucking way!" I guess he noticed the hurt, scared, angry and embarrassed look on my face. "OH! Dude! I didn't mean -- I mean It wasn't -- that is - -" So I want on the offensive: "What makes you think I'm gay? Did I ever do anything to -- come on to you or - " "Aw, no, Dude. But it's so -- oh, never mind." "So what -- so OBVIOUS??" I was almost yelling. "I get so friggin' tired of people judging me, because I'm quiet -- or because I am in the band -- or because I'm a loner - " "So -- I'm not the first?" I looked down. "Naw." I admitted. "Is it - " "Look, I'm sorry Dude, I - " "Randy -- is it really THAT obvious?" I said, feeling totally defeated. "Dude, it doesn't matter -- really. It's okay with me!" "Yeah, but that's not what I asked you." I said, still looking at the floor. "Denny -- okay, I guess I owe you that much after my insensitive question. Now, I know you haven't yet said that you ARE, but you are not -- exactly -- -- overly masculine." "Thanks, I know -- but - " "I mean, that does not make a guy -- you know - " "You can say it, Randy -- as a matter of fact you already did! Gay! Let me ask you -- how do you define gay?" "It's a guy who - does - other guys -- I guess." "You guess?" "Well -- I don't know what you -- er -- they do -- but it's guys who have sex with other guys." "Hmph. So it doesn't include guys who have sex with themselves?" "Hell no! I have - - well, no! He said, turning bright red now." "Okay, then by your definition, I am definitely NOT gay." "Oh! Then why all the fuss? Why didn't you just say that in the first place?" "If you can't remember, I'll refresh your memory. You asked me how long I have known I was gay! You just assumed I was." "Look, I am sorry, Dude, - and I'm really embarrassed! It's just - " By now I was beginning to be amused at this whole conversation. "It's just what?" "Well -- last night, I heard you -- you know -- and " "You heard me -- wanking off?" "Well, yeah, and - " "Do you know WHY I was wanking?" I asked. "No." "Call it the power of suggestion!" "What?" "I heard you doing it five minutes before me!" "That wasn't me! I don't - " "Bullshit -- you already told me you DO!" I said, by now I was laughing. "And since Garth is in the bunk over me, I KNOW it was not him!" "Okay, you got me!" He said, as red-faced as anyone I ever saw! "By the way -- as dark as it gets, how did you know it was me?" I asked. "With Garth right over me - " "I could tell it was coming from the bottom!" "and you have never heard Garth?" "No!" He said a little too quickly. "Have you?" "He's very quiet about it. I'm sure he doesn't have a clue that I know. But I can feel it. I mean, HELLO! I'm on the bottom bunk! He usually goes before you, and then you, and I try to wait `til you both are asleep. Guess I didn't make it last night." "What??" he said, incredulous. "You mean you've heard me before?" I started laughing. "Only every night since the first of the term!" By this time we were both almost in hysterics! "Dude!" I added, "Do you think you can keep your orgasms a little quieter? Both yours and his quiet moans and groans make me - " oops! "Make you what?" He shot right back. "Jealous! Then I have to do it too!" "So let me get this straight. If we didn't jack off, you would not ever do it, right?" "Well - -" "Yeah, I thought so! DUDE! Do you think Garth will do it tonight?" "He does it EVERY night -- just like - -" "Okay, OKAY!" He said before I could finish. "But hey! Tonight, while he is doing it, let me know and I can reach the light switch from my bed!" "Randy! He may get pretty pissed -- especially if he figures out we planned something!" I said, with an evil grin. "Okay -- I got it! I'll listen for you to turn over, and then I will flip on the light, and as he is getting his eyes used to the light, we will both be stroking too! That way, he can't get too pissed!" "I -- I don't know - -" "C'mon! It'll be fun -- and hellah funny!" We were both laughing when Garth burst into the room. He was red and looked beat! "Hey, guys! What's so funny?" All of a sudden we were too quiet! "It was nothing," I finally said, "Just a stupid joke he told me." "Well," Garth said, "Let me in on it. Apparently it was funny!" I jumped up and strode for the bathroom. "I gotta go! You tell him, Randy!" I said as I closed the bathroom door. I heard both of them laugh. After dinner, we all studied up to almost 11:00 PM and finally Garth said, "I keep falling asleep! I'm goin' to bed!" "Me too!" both Randy and I said. Lights were out in less than five minutes. I soon felt the rhythmic movement of the bed. I noisily turned over and grabbed my own already raging hard-on, and started to pump it. The light came on! I had a big grin on my face as I focused on Garth, bent over the edge watching me, and Randy, laying on his side with his head propped on his hand. Both broke out laughing! They pulled a switch on me, and they weren't touching theirs! I ran to the bathroom and slammed the door! I actually started to cry! Well that was not unusual, but I was so embarrassed and pissed! KNOCK KNOCK! "Denny! Let us in! We were just fooling with you! "Fuck you! FUCK YOU BOTH!!" I stayed in the bathroom until I stopped crying, and then washed my face. When I came out, at least the light was out. I climbed in under Garth's bunk. "Denny -- please, we didn't - " Randy started. "I already said -- FUCK you! I need to go to sleep!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Miggs," the Junior Men's Dean said, "But unless there was actually some kind of violence, part of your education is to learn to get along with other people. Now if you say the word -- tell me what happened and if there was violence -- I will make sure either or both of your room mates are expelled from this university." "No, Dean Edwards, it -- it wasn't that bad. I just -- I just - " DAMN, Tears were forming in my eyes! "I just don't want to be in the room with them." "I'm sorry, son, that just is not enough. Try to get along, and if there is further trouble -- or as I said, if it turns violent -- or you are afraid it might -- come see me again." "Naw, it won't ever come to that, Dean." I said and I backed out of the office.
I got a lot of studying done that night. I stayed at the library until it closed. Then I walked around for another hour and a half, until I saw that the lights were out in our room. I quietly slipped into the room. Both Randy and Garth were in bed. I left the light off, shed my clothed, went to pee and then came back and climbed in my bed, under Garth's bed. I lay there for about 2 -- 3 minutes, thinking. My eyes were filled to the max, and then I sniffed. "Denny?" Randy whispered. I didn't say anything. What was I going to say? I felt completely alone in a room with two guys I thought I had connected with. "Denny?" Again, Randy tried. I turned, facing the wall. I couldn't help it - I quietly started to sob, and thinking I was not heard. My shoulders were shaking, and then something warm touched my back. I flinched. We all slept nude, so the hand on my back was easily detectable. I moved closer to the wall. I felt the bed give way, as Randy sat on the edge. His hand wrapped around my shoulder., and before I knew it, I felt his breath on the top of my ear. I felt the heat of his body, even though he was not touching me with anything but his hand. "Denny," he whispered again, one of his lips brushing the top of my ear. "Denny, please - " My body went even more rigid, if it were possible, and I heard him choke softly, then swallow hard. "I -- I - " then a sob came out of his mouth. I took a long shuddering breath. "Denny -- I really am so sorry!" He said as he squeezed my shoulder with his hand. He was still not really touching me, except his hand, but he was fractions of an inch away. I was mortified because with his breath in my ear, I was getting a woody as hard as I could ever remember having. I held my breath. "Me too, Dude." Came from the upper bunk. Garth was now talking more normally, since it was clear everyone was awake. "Denny -- Dude -- we gotta all be buds. I did nothing but fight with the guys at my high school. I hated high school. That was screwed up! Please let us start over, k?" "You -- you -- you" I took a breath and willed myself to stop sobbing. "You guys think I'm gay." "No dude! Randy told me you're not! I believe him. It was just a joke!" "He's wrong." I said quietly. "Huh?" "He's wrong -- about me being gay." "I know dude, I just told you - -" "GARTH!" I blurted out. "I AM gay!" "But I thought - " Randy started. "I have never touched another guy, but I've known for a long time that I wanted to." I felt defeated. Then I felt Randy's hand slide down to my chest, as he pulled me closer. His chest now was against my back. I felt his heart beating rapidly. My lower parts were under the cover, but he lay there just holding me. I didn't know what to say. It felt so good and yet it seemed so wrong! "Denny, as Garth said, we need to get along. We -- I like you -- a lot. Please lets try to forget this ever happened." I didn't say anything. I was afraid if I did that I would wake up. It felt so good to have another guy hold me - close! Finally, I said, "Randy -- your really making it hard for me." "I didn't - don't - mean to. I just wanted you to know that - " "No, randy, you're -- you're -- making me get hard!" "Oh!" He said and he sprung away. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean -- I mean - " I sighed big! "It really felt good." I whispered. "I've never been accepted by any other guy. Do you -- do you have any idea - - ?" "I DO, Dude!" Randy said The bunk we had was one of those with a double bed on the bottom and a twin on the top. I felt something wet and warm hit my mouth. I knew immediately it was a tear from above. It was salty! Randy continued. "I used to sleep with my little brother -- when he was feeling scared, lonely or just bad. You're a lot bigger than he was, but it somehow feels the same. Are you going to be okay?" "I'd be better if you were still holding me." "I'll take a turn!" Garth said, and he jumped down and wriggled between us. "Hey, you're in my territory! Find your own side!" Randy said. Garth jumped to my front side and as he snuggled up to me, I felt my stiffy rub his stomach. I flinched. "Don't worry, Dude -- could happen to anybody!" And he giggled! It was then I felt his own pressing in on me. "But -- but - " I started. "Are you - - ?" "No dude, but this is pretty -- uh -- hot!" Garth said. "Haven't you ever had another person jack you off?" I flinched big-time with that question, but only backed into Randy. "I told you, I never - " I protested. "I have! And it was a guy! We were both stoned and he just grabbed me and started to pull on it. I was so mellow, and it felt so good, so I let it happen. DUDE! We never did it again. We never talked about it! But I still dream about it! And I don't consider myself gay! "Well," I said, "Have you ever -- done anything -- with a girl?" "Uh -- well -- I never quite got around to it. But I never ever touched another guy!" "But," Randy started, "But you -- uh -- dreamed about it?" Garth got kind of defensive. Hey, it was the only real sex I have had -- since I was about 8!" "What -- or who -- did you do when you were 8?" "I -- well -- two guys and I -- we -- well we never did anything really together -- but -- well -- I used to -- uh - experiment with both of them. It was then that I noticed -- felt really -- that Randy was warming up to the conversation. His hardness was now pressed firmly between his abdomen and my butt -- and it was throbbing! "Okay, roomies," I said, "I think that we better all be in our own bed now, so we can sleep a little. Are we going to just forget this happened?" By this time the moon was high and streaming in the window, and we could easily see each other. Well, I was still under my cover, but they were both looking "proud". "Um, maybe -- um - - " Garth started. "Um maybe we could -- um - - " "All wank together?" Randy said. "That could be so hot!" Garth said. I didn't say a word! They both went back to their beds and starting with Garth, making no pretense of hiding it, the bed started to squeak, and then Randy's started, and I quietly joined in and it was the most spectacular orgasm I ever had! We all were close anyway, and we finished almost simultaneously. We were panting and gasping, trying to choke back anything loud enough to be heard next door. All the holding it in got to me. When we were finished, I started to weep. "You okay, Buddy?" Randy said. "Ye- ye -- yeah -- it was just so - - " Then Garth blurted out in a loud, hoarse whisper, "AWESOME!" "Yeah -- that!" I whispered.