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This is pure one hundred percent fiction. No one in this story is a real person, living or deceased. Please do not copy without my consent.
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Main characters: Jeff (author)-19, roommate Lance-18 Friends Bryan- 18, Caleb-18, Trey-19
When I was about to leave for my Friday classes here on campus at the first of October, the door opened.
"Where have you been?" I asked seeing Lance come dragging ass in.
"I'll talk about it later. Right now, I'm going to bed," Lance said. He looked awful. I could tell by his body language he had a rough night to say the least. He quickly undressed, which I still enjoyed seeing, and headed to bed.
"Alright," I said and headed out. There was still a buzz in the halls over the previous night's ruckus. Bryan stepped out of his room with his roommate, Trevor.
"Hey Bryan, Reed wanted me to thank you for helping out last night," I said.
"No problem at all. I told Trevor all about it last night," Bryan said. "Hey where's Lance this morning?"
"He just got home and went straight to bed. No telling where he was or what he was doing," I laughed.
We parted ways when we got near our Friday morning classes. I managed to make it through Cal, handed in my paper for history and sat lifeless in theater class. I took theater to get it out of the way for my art requirement there at school. I ate lunch with Hayden and endured his talk about his various hookups with both guys and girls. He claimed I was still the best fuck but I knew different.
I called Trey to see what was going on even though we had a date planned for that night. I walked into the college post office and grabbed my check and another letter that I had to sign for. I continued talking with Trey until I got back to the room. I expected to see Lance still in bed but he was gone. I looked at my check and set it aside. I then opened the letter. My mouth dropped wide open for it was a letter from my Mom. The worst part was she wanted to see me again and said she would be in town Saturday. I had no idea how or where she got my address. I just stared at the letter and re-read it again to make sure what I read was for real.
I put the letter aside and just stared up at the ceiling. My mind raced with options and ways to get out of seeing her. The longer I thought about it the more my curiosity was getting the best of me. If nothing else, I could shove it in her face on how I was making it just fine without her and see how beaten down she might be now after time spent in the pen.
Lance returned to the room and startled me a little. "Where have you been?" I asked.
"To class, Mom," Lance smartly said.
"Sorry I asked. Lance, I was worried about you last night. I tried calling your cell."
"I know. Jeff, I had a night I had just soon forget about," Lance said and sat on his bed.
"Okay," I said.
"I basically went to an orgy with this guy from the gay meeting. He said it would be about 5 guys and we would have fun. He forgot to mention it was a leather party and we were the youngest guys there," Lance said.
"No need for that dildo then, I take it," I said.
"No, Dylan and I were their slaves for the night. I love sex but damn this was so extreme and not one bit to my liking. It was about 8 hairy guys that were fucking nasty, dude," Lance said.
"Why didn't you just leave?" I asked a reasonable question.
"I tried but I was tied up in a sling before I could do anything. I think every guy there fucked me and Dylan, Jeff," Lance started to cry. "One guy hurt me and slapped me because I refused to let him fuck me. Jeff, I did something I'll never even think about doing again."
"What? Go to an orgy," I said.
"No, I did some hard drugs too. I hated it," Lance said crying. "You must think I'm a horrible person."
"No Lance, just stupid and a little bit horny," I said and sat next to him to comfort a distraught friend. I hugged him and held him close as he cried. I told him about what went on here at the dorm to catch him up.
Lance finally pulled himself together. "Jeff, I do have date with Dylan tonight though. Are you and Trey going out?"
"Yeah, I'm staying the night with him too," I said.
"That's cool," Lance said. "I'm sorry Jeff!"
"It's okay. I think you learned a valuable lesson," I said.
"I did the hard way. I don't care if Dylan fucks me tonight or not. My ass is fucking sore as hell," Lance managed to smile. "Thanks for being a friend Jeff. I needed to get that off my chest. I'm going back to bed okay."
"You're welcome. I guess I'll go get Bryan and Caleb to work out," I said.
"Have fun and please keep this between us," Lance said. "I'm really embarrassed about it."
"Will do," I said. I dressed and called Bryan. Naturally he was raring to go and was addicted to working out regularly as I was. He asked about Lance but I just said he stayed at a friend's place. Bryan joked but didn't prod any further as did Caleb. By now, our work outs lasted about an hour or more depending on how crowded the center was. Caleb was beginning to come around and was me like me in that he needed a little encouragement to do this. We showered as usual and now were used to seeing each other naked but it was still a thrill to see Bryan's big cock hanging there between his legs. I just laughed to myself and knew Trey would cry if I was that big. I never wanted them to feel uncomfortable around me and it was either Bryan or Caleb who messed with me in the shower. I just took it as their way of accepting me.
We returned to the dorm. I opened the door and found Lance up with my Mom's letter in his hand. I raced over and grabbed it from him.
"That's private, Lance. I don't read your shit," I said.
"Chill, Jeff. What are going to do?" Lance said.
"I don't know. I haven't made up my mind really," I said. "Part of me is curious to see how she looks and acts. The other part wants to tell her to go fuck herself."
"Dude, I would give her chance if I were you. This could be your only chance to reconnect with her."
"Lance, I know but what do I do if she's still the same?"
"Just be polite. Hell dude, she carried you 9 months and spit you out. She just wants to see her baby."
"She should have thought of that 11 years ago when she left me alone. That wasn't the only time she did that you know."
"I see your point, Jeff, but if I were you, I would show her what a hot guy she missed seeing grow up and how well you have handled everything that is thrown at you. Just show off to her and show her what she missed all these years. Are you telling her you're gay?"
"Hell no to that. That is none of her business," I said.
I hung around and called Trey to see what time he was coming over. He said about 6ish but that Randy and his boyfriend were meeting us for pizza. I said okay and hung up.
It seemed both Lance and I were getting ready at the same time. We now playfully picked at each other but knew when enough was enough. Lance dressed in his best clothes and looked killer. He had a knack for wearing his clothes just right and knew exactly how he wanted them. He wore his jeans low like most guys these days. I wore my just below the waist line and always had Lance tugging on them to get them down. I really wasn't used to high priced low rise jeans but loved how they looked on other guys, especially Trey even though his were really low most of the time. Lance was also great now about helping me with my shorter hair cut. He let me use his gel and gave me a lot of tips, since I never had to style my hair until now.
"Damn Jeff, if we both don't get laid tonight, some thing bad wrong," Lance said checking me out.
"I hope," I said. "Can you handle it tonight?"
"Yeah, Dylan can work the soreness right out of my ass with his nice cock."
"How big is he?"
"Oh about 7 or 7 and half but thick as hell. Jeff, he was the guy I messed around with behind your back."
"That's cool. If you can't tell, I'm way over that," I said with a big smile. Trey came to the door and gave me a big kiss once inside the room. He gave me and Lance a big compliment. We both commented how hot he looked as well. We left before getting to meet Dylan but I knew I would soon enough.
We headed over to the pizza place and waited for Randy and his boyfriend to arrive. Randy and Nate finally showed up. I had seen Randy before and knew he was emo looking but was a little taken back when Nate showed up and looked rather normal but cute with shaggy brown hair and a pierced brow. We ordered up a large pizza and sodas.
"Dude, I snagged some tickets to the show next weekend," Nate said. "I got an extra pair if ya'll want to go."
"I know I do," Trey said and looked at me.
"Sure, I'll go. I have never been to a concert before. Who's playing?" I said.
"Some killer bands, Slipknot, Disturbed and Dragonforce," Nate said.
"Yeah, it'll be so bad," Randy said.
I had no idea who they were but knew it was hard rock like Trey loved.
The pizza finally came out hot. It didn't take us long to devour the entire thing since I was hungry. We finished up and paid our bill. We said goodbye and headed off. Trey gave me a sample of the bands and knew I didn't have a clue to who any of them were. It wasn't my favorite but I wanted to go and experience a real concert.
"Trey, I got a check today so I can pay for my ticket next weekend," I said.
"Jeff, I'll pay since you are only going because I am."
"That's true. I think it'll be fun in a way."
"It'll be fun just being with you, Jeff. We got the place to ourselves tonight."
I gave Trey a big smile. "I talked to Lance about our ordeal and he said we should use a dildo."
"I'm beat you to the punch and bravely bought one," Trey smiled. "I bullshitted that it was for my girlfriend. You talk about embarrassing."
I laughed. "I'm glad it was you not me."
"I need to take you there some time and really open your eyes. Mine sure were."
"Alright then," I said. "Trey, I hate to change the subject but I need a favor tomorrow."
"Sure, what is it?"
"I need a ride to meet up with my Mom," I said after putting this off for as long as I could.
"Your mom? I thought she was way out of the picture as far as you were concerned," Trey said and looked baffled.
"I thought so too but she wrote me to tell me she would be around tomorrow and wanted to see me," I said. "I really am not real crazy about seeing her but I'm just curious to see what she looks like now."
"I'll take you wherever you need to go," Trey said. "I'll give you moral support if you need it too."
"Thanks, I appreciate that," I said with a peck on his cheek out of appreciation. We watched a little television together while Trey grabbed us a beer. After eating pizza, the beer actually sounded good and was enjoyable while we eyed the television. It was more like friends than lovers but this dating guys thing was still new to both of us.
After a few more beers, I was really starting to feel the effects of the alcohol in my system. Beer was new to me as well and never once did I test the limits of it at the home growing up. Last year was my first introduction to it along with the underworld of drugs. A lot of guys and girls at the home go crazy when they get out in the real world and aren't equipped to handle the consequences of both alcohol and drugs. It is sad to hear a fellow friend from the home fall pry to the evils once gone from the sheltered environment of the home. I did drink some last year and found out my second week in college what it was like to be drunk. I hated not being in control of my actions and was thankful for a good friend who helped me that night.
Trey was a veteran as far as drinking was concerned and just laughed at me once it started taking me over. I wasn't drunk but just buzzed. "Jeff, I think we better stop before I have to carry your ass to bed," Trey said.
"That might be a good idea," I grinned and headed to drain some of it out of my system. Upon returning I just flopped down on the couch.
"I have a feeling you're not much of a drinker," Trey said.
"What gave you that idea?" I said. "Trey, I'm not."
"Hey that's cool with me," Trey said. "I have gotten into a little trouble over it here and there but I'm doing better now controlling it."
"Trey, I'm bout ready to crash," I said.
"That's fine with me," Trey smiled. "I hope I can keep you awake just a little longer though."
"We'll see," I said.
Trey grabbed my hand to lead me to his bedroom. His bed felt so comfortable once I got on it that I could have gone straight to sleep. Trey pulled my shirt over my head and gave me a nice kiss. I pulled his off and pushed his hair out of his face to give him a kiss as well. Trey took over my jeans and white briefs. I managed to get off his jeans and boxers. He leaned over and kissed my chest. That was the last thing I remembered about the night. His kisses down my body did the trick and I was out like a light.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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