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Main characters: Jeff (author)-19, roommate Lance-18 Friends Bryan- 18, Caleb-18, Trey-19
After Trey and I said our goodbyes, we pulled down the long drive to head back to the interstate and back to college. Trey reached over and turned down the volume on his car stereo.
"Thanks a million, Trey," I said. "You were beyond awesome back there."
"Bro, seeing the looks on those kids' faces melted my heart. Mike and Mark were fun to be around you know," Trey said. "Everyone should experience that just once and they would have a better appreciation of what they have."
"I know. It did me good too but I could still see myself in some of those kid's eyes just hoping and waiting for a chance in life just like I have gotten now," I said.
"So what did you find out?"
"Whoa, I almost forgot about that. I do have thirty five g's waiting on me in Georgia, I think."
"Damn bro, you're rolling now."
"Now I just have to figure a way out how to get it."
"Monday I can take you to a bank near campus and surely they can tell us how you can get it."
"I hope so," I said while we headed down the interstate. I looked to my left and swelled with pride at how great Trey had been to me this entire day.
"Hey Jeff, do they take donations there at the home?"
"Are you kidding? Every dime they can get there."
"Well, I saw those old boards Mike and Mark had. I have at least 3 back at home that are ten times better than theirs that I would love to get to them."
"I'm sure they would be tickled to death. Mr. Godfrey said you're the first one to able to reach them."
"Oh it was pretty easy. After I showed them a few simple tricks, they really opened up to me. It was fun teaching them and seeing their faces after they did them. I did let a curse word slip though around them. Sorry about that. Did you ever curse there since it seems like a Christian place?"
"Trey, I had to keep in but most of them there are from a very rough environment. Sure I cussed but knew when and who I could do it around. You just learn to adjust to your environment."
We finally pulled into his apartment complex after talking the entire ride home. It was dark and about 7:30 when we arrived to his empty apartment. We sat on his couch for just a minute before I leaned over and gave him a hot kiss.
"Today was great," I said. "I appreciate everything you did for me."
"No problem, I actually enjoyed it too if you couldn't tell," Trey smiled. "This morning really set the tone for our day, huh?"
"Yeah it did," I grinned real big. Our clothes weren't on very long after that. We really had a great night of sensual hot sex. Trey fucked me gently that night and it seemed to last forever. If I hadn't really fallen for him, I was now. Neither of us wanted the night to end, so I fucked his hot ass again late that night after we made out like crazy for the longest I ever had with a guy. About 2, we finally dosed off to a good and blissful night of sleep.
The next morning, Sunday, I reached over to feel Trey but he wasn't there. I stretched out my rested body and heard the television going in his living room. I put on my jeans and decided to join him. He was still naked and looked as hot as ever there on the couch.
"Jeff, join me. I don't feel like putting on clothes right now and want to keep this dream going," Trey said with a nice smile and a limp hot piece of boy meat that I showed him how much I loved last night.
I dropped my jeans and briefs and joined him on the couch. I gave him a nice morning kiss. "This is kind of hot, you know?"
"Tell me about it. This is just how I imagined it would be when I had a real boyfriend," Trey returned the kiss and lightly petted my cheeks with his fingers.
"Yeah, it is but what if Evan comes home?"
"Like he hasn't seen me naked yet. I'm sure he and Stephen fucked all weekend, too just like us."
"Yeah, you're probably right," I replied and just enjoyed the freedom I had. "Trey, I'm still sorry for Friday night and all."
"I think you more than made up for it yesterday. Damn, that shit was off the charts."
"Fuck yeah it was!" I replied with a kiss and swept back his bangs so I could see his cute adorable face.
"This is a big week for you, huh?"
"I suppose it will be if I can get that money. Trey, I won't know what to do with so much money. I have never really had a dime to my name other than what I've been putting away for a car."
"I'm sure you'll find plenty of ways to spend."
"I know one thing. I don't want to blow it and have nothing to show for it."
"Have fun for a change and buy yourself something nice with it. You really deserve it."
"I might do that but I am buying a car."
"I know that's right," Trey smiled at me.
We stayed naked until I needed to head back to the dorm that afternoon. We surprised ourselves and didn't have sex but just enjoyed each other's naked bodies. Actually after a while, it was like nothing to me but still great knowing I had the freedom.
About 5, I headed up to the second floor and wondered what happened while I was gone. I opened the door and found Lance and Dylan I assumed sitting on his bed both in just shorts. Lance introduced me to Dylan who was short around 5'6" and thin with a cute face and short brownish hair with highlights.
"How was your weekend?" Lance asked.
"Actually it couldn't have been better," I said.
"You got that ass fucked a lot, huh?" Lance laughed.
"Well yeah but I got to see my Mom again then Trey and I went back to my foster home," I said.
"How was it? Did everything go okay with her mom?" Lance asked with great enthusiasm.
"It was great, Lance. It was weird at first but we had a nice long talk," I replied while Dylan just sat quietly.
"Why did you go back to the home?"
"Mom said I have a trust fund I was supposed to get when I was 18. So, Trey and I went to the home to see if they knew anything about it. Mr. Godfrey the director, found it in an old file tucked away," I said.
"Dude, you're rolling now, huh?"
"It wasn't a fortune," I said.
"I have one of those, dude," Dylan said. "I can't get until I graduate college."
"So how was ya'll's weekend?" I asked.
"Great. We didn't do a lot outside of getting to know each other a lot better," Dylan said.
"This dude is a freak in bed. Damn can he fuck," Lance said and kissed Dylan.
"What can I say? Lance loves to get that ass of his fucked and I love to fuck hot boys' asses," Dylan grinned.
"I know. You seen Caleb or Bryan around?" I asked.
"Yesterday a little bit. They both had a date. Caleb went out with that girl Samantha while Bryan went back out with Brandy," Lance said. "I haven't seen them today. We just got back from playing tennis at the courts."
"Cool. I'll go next door and see if Bryan's around and leave you two alone," I said. I headed out the door and knocked on Bryan's door.
"Hey dude, wassup?" Bryan said after opening the door with Caleb there as well. "We were wondering how things went with you this weekend."
"Very good," I said.
"You got laid, huh?" Caleb said.
I rolled my eyes, "Of course, what about you?"
"Fuck yeah dude. That Samantha is one hot fuck dude," Caleb smiled. "Bryan was telling me about how he fucked Brandy too and how much she loved his big dick."
"She did do some screaming but can't suck dick like a guy," Bryan said.
"He said you give great head, Jeff," Caleb laughed.
"Thanks for telling," I stared at Bryan.
"Hell, I've had a couple dudes in high school suck me off. It's no biggie," Caleb laughed.
"Did you see your Mom?" Bryan asked.
"I did. It was way better than I expected. You guys know anything about a trust fund?" I said.
"Whoa dude, you got a trust fund. Don't play that poor sorry shit on us anymore," Caleb joked with me, I think. "Hey, my uncle works with those all the time. I bet he's home and can fill us in on them." Caleb grabbed his phone and dialed up his uncle. I just listened and tried to grab pieces of their conversation.
"Dude, he said you really should go to a bank and let them see what type it is. He said you should be able to claim it but might owe some taxes and fees on it," Caleb said.
"Okay," I said and didn't fully grasp the meaning of it.
The three of us talked a while longer as Caleb was fired up about getting laid until I headed back to the room. Dylan was gone with Lance doing some studying. I grabbed my books and joined in the studying after a big weekend. I talked to Mom just a minute to let her know I had what I needed but she went on for what seemed like forever until I told her I had to go.
Monday came and after 3 classes, I found Trey in the Union. "You wanna grab something to eat?" Trey asked.
"Honestly, I'm too anxious and ready to see what all this stuff means to me," I said. "We can grab something away from campus."
We headed out to Trey's car with my paper securely in my back pocket. He stopped at the first bank we came to just off campus. I walked in and looked around for a minute until someone finally asked if they could help me. I told them my situation and was escorted to a gentleman's office. I was a little nervous over this situation. He took a look at my paper and got on the phone.
"Mr. Dawson, I have talked to the bank where the trust is in Georgia and we should be able to help you if you have an account here?" he said to me.
"I don't but if that's what it takes then I will do it," I said.
"There are some stocks as well in the trust along with the money. Do you wish to keep those or cash those in as well?" he said.
By now, my mind was spinning. "I guess just keep them for a while. I'm new to all of this."
"I understand. Let's first open you an account so we can get things moving. After that, they should be able to wire the money directly into your account here and then we can set up another account for your stocks."
I filled out form after form. He stopped me after filling out the account for I had to explain my situation being from a foster home. I continued to fill out countless forms and sliding them back to him to inspect.
At the end, my curiosity couldn't stand it any longer. "About how much will I have in my account, say cash wise and when can I get it?"
He smiled, "Somewhere around $50 thousand in cash. I'm not sure about the stocks but the guy said there was probably the same amount if not more in stocks."
My mouth almost hit the floor. "No joke?"
"No joke, Mr. Dawson. It should take about an hour to get the funds in your account and then you should be set."
"Thank you so much! I'm speechless."
"It looks like someone was really looking out for you."
I shook his hand and started out the door with Trey at my side. We wanted to grab a bite to eat and then return to make sure this was for real.
"Oh my God!" I said.
"Holy shit, bro. Your ass is set. So much for living on skid row for you," Trey said.
"I don't know what I'm going to do with that much money. I guess I'll have to start paying like every one else around here," I said and still in a state of shock.
Trey and I grabbed a bite to eat after foregoing lunch. We took our time knowing we had an hour. Trey drove to a used car lot and let me dream a little bit. "See one you like?" Trey asked.
"A few but I want one that gets good gas mileage and doesn't require any work. I know nothing bout fixin cars," I said.
"That makes two of us then. I get the oil changed at a quick lube spot and keep going," Trey laughed.
Lance called me on my cell to see how things were going, which I replied great before talking a little and hanging up.
"I guess its time to head back," Trey said just as a salesperson spotted us.
"We might be back," I said and got in Trey's car.
At the bank, I just stared at the amount when the clerk presented it to on a piece of paper. "Is there any way I can get like $400 or so in cash?" I asked the clerk.
"Dumbass, it's yours," Trey snickered.
The lady counted it back to me in twenties until the first guy we met with interrupted. "I see you're already making a withdrawal. I have information about the stocks in my office," he said.
I followed him and just looked at the paper. "I'm sorry but what does all this mean?" I asked.
He explained it while Trey and I just listened. All this stock talk really had my interest and knew someday I might learn more with my classes at college. I thanked him and took the papers along with a few blank checks.
"Trey, thanks for everything. I really appreciate your patience with me," I said.
"No problem, what are we buying with that cash?" Trey asked.
"You know what I really want is some hot sexy underwear. All I have ever had is just plain briefs," I said.
"Umm...hot and so fucking gay," Trey said.
"Yeah," I said.
Even though there wasn't a large department in our town, we found a chain store that fit my needs. I grabbed some colored boxer briefs and some low rise briefs along with a few pairs of boxers to make do. I was tempted over the bikini underwear and thong but didn't want to waste my cash.
"So Jeff, you wanna go to my place or back to the dorm?" Trey asked when we got back in the car.
"I think your place would be great. We do need to start studying for that Econ test on Thursday," I replied.
"That's cool," Trey said.
We hit the books just after getting inside his apartment. The clutter was beginning to reappear but Trey promised to clean it later. It was rough concentrating on the material for Econ for my brain was clicking at warp speed.
"Trey, this is useless. I won't retain shit right now," I said.
"Jeff, it's totally cool. You are still stoked over the green."
"Yeah, I'm totally pumped over it."
We slammed the books shut. I pulled Trey close to me, "Thanks for putting up with me."
"It's been tight as hell though," Trey said.
My hands slid under his shirt while our tongues volleyed around in each other's mouths. I pulled his shirt off and kissed his neck. Trey closed his eyes and had his hands down the back of my jeans. My tongue licked his small nipples and down his flat stomach. He stopped me and jerked off my shirt in a flash. We made out there on his couch.
CLICK! The front door suddenly opened.
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