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Main characters: Jeff(author)-19, roommate Lance-18 Friend Bryan- 18
After getting away, I was refreshed and ready for whatever was ahead of me. The following weekend after what was really a boring week, I went home with Lance. Now we acted as friends and roommates. His house was about what I expected and rather nice and large. His parents were very nice to me as was his 15 year old brother. As awkward as I thought it would be, everything turned out great. I really got to see a vision of how I hoped my life would turn out someday. Lance's mom wasn't near the cook Bryan's mom was but I didn't say a word. His brother never bothered us and went about his own life with his friends. I questioned his sexuality to myself and never brought it up Lance after being around him just a little while.
The next few weeks went along nicely to where both Lance and I were settling into a routine as just gay roommates. Still neither of us had any lover interest at the time though we both loved commenting on this guy or that guy. I suspected Lance was fooling around at times with some guys but never spoke of it. By now, Lance was getting fairly involved with the gay group on campus where I found every excuse not to go. We still went to the rec along with Bryan and Caleb now, a guy who lived on the floor with us. Caleb appeared lost and was struggling with college life and being away from home, so we buddied up with him. He didn't mind that Lance and I were gay and just slid nicely into our little clique.
The first weekend in October came around and I was like a lost puppy dog for all my friends were off back home. Lance was gone that Friday by the time I managed to return from class. I threw down my backpack and made a few calls on my cell. I checked my email and sites and waited on a response from the brief letter to my Mom letting her know I was okay and left it at that. I caught a few zs before getting up to do something productive. I jogged a short distance to the rec center to work out. If I was lucky enough, someone would be there I knew and could catch a ride back to the dorm room.
I headed to work out and now felt like it was starting to pay off with a little visible result that I was extremely happy with. Being more comfortable in this environment, I was able to freely enjoy the machines and a few free weight exercises that Bryan had showed me. I toweled off and walked around the rec center, hoping to bump into someone. Not having much to do, I wondered out to the skateboard area. It was very intriguing to me yet still just watched with amazement at the skill these guys had plus gave me some cute skaters to look at. Soon, I realized I knew one of the skaters, Trey, from my Economics class and from last year as he was a friend of a friend.
"Hey Jeff, right?" Trey asked and didn't seem too sure of my name.
"Yeah, it's Jeff," I said. "Trey, you're pretty good out there."
"Oh sometimes. I just come here to get my mind off college and stuff," Trey said and sat next to me to cool off on a warm afternoon. He pushed his sweat bangs from his face.
"You still live on campus?" I asked.
"Nope, how about you?" Trey asked.
"Yeah, I'm stuck there for a while it appears," I said.
"I feel for you, bro. I guess I'll catch you later."
"Trey, could I bum a ride back to the dorm with you if you don't mind?"
"Sure, just follow me. I don't mind at all."
I followed him to his car that was tricked out. "Hey Jeff, you can hang at my place for a while if you want. My roomie's gone home for the weekend," Trey said.
"I guess I could do that," I replied.
Once in the car, talking to him was hopeless. His stereo was so loud the second he turned on his car. The music blared at ungodly levels and wasn't exactly my taste in music.
He showed me in to his place, which was a disaster. There was trash, papers, books and beer bottles everywhere you looked. The only cleared off spot was the couch and even then Trey had to move a pizza box out of the way.
"Sorry this place looks like total shit," Trey said.
"Its fine," I said and found a spot on his couch. "How you liking Econ?"
"Bro, it fucking sucks balls. Could he make it any more boring?" Trey said.
"I know, but what else can he do to make that shit interesting?"
"Hell if I know. It's just a struggle to show up and then sit through that class about does me in."
"I know what you mean, Trey. So, do you like your roommate?"
"Yeah, he's cool. We get along just fine since we're kind of alike," Trey smiled. "I guess you have one in the dorms, huh?"
"Yeah, same thing. We've had our ups and downs but its cool now."
"Is it that fine ass guy you come to the rec center with?" Trey smiled.
"The blonde one."
"I don't guess I've seen you with him. The muscular brown haired one is the one I guess I saw you with a few weeks ago just passing through. He's fucking..." Trey stopped and turned red.
"That's Bryan my neighbor and yeah he's fucking hot," I smiled.
"Are you...?" Trey asked.
"Yeah, I'm gay but Bryan's not," I replied.
"Whew, I thought I really messed up there for a second. Some guys get out of sorts when you say this or that guy is hot. Are you out yet?" Trey asked.
"Yeah, I guess you could say I am. Are you?" I asked.
"My roommate knows and a few of friends. How the hell did you tell your parents?" Trey asked.
"Trey, I'm from a foster home even though I was just contacted by my mother a few weeks ago, so I really didn't have parents to come out to," I said.
"Bro, sorry about that. I had no idea. I guess that explains no ride then," Trey said.
"Don't worry Trey; I'm used to it by now. So, you plan on telling your parents any time soon?"
"I need to but damn how do you do it other than stand up and say that you're gay?"
"I'm glad it's you though not me. I would be the same way. Is your roomie gay?" I said shrugging my shoulders and couldn't give him a good definitive answer.
"Yes and no. He's fucked around a little with guys but still says he's not. We both dance around the subject as much as possible but I told him that I am now after being in denial until this past summer. Once I admitted it myself, I felt a lot better even though I have to cover it up when I do decide to go home. Is your roomie gay?"
"Yes and proud of it too but in a good way if you know what I mean," I said.
"In other words, he's not so gay that you don't have to ask," Trey laughed.
"Yeah but he'll admit it in a heartbeat if you ask. I'm still a little shy about it and know the reaction of some people around here just like you were," I said.
"This is pretty cool that I found someone who will admit they are gay but doesn't go around announcing it or flaunting it like some guys here," Trey said.
Just then my phone went off in my pocket. It was Reed who was looking for me to take the night at the dorm. I was a little disappointed since Trey and I were hitting it off pretty good. "Trey, I need to head to the dorm to take for the RA for the night," I said.
"Hey that's cool. I totally understand," Trey said.
We headed to his car. Before getting out we exchanged numbers if nothing else for help in Econ. I thanked him for the ride and headed up to my room. I called Reed and told him I was there. It was a very quiet night at the dorm but did manage to meet a few more guys along the way. I was half asleep when Reed came back around midnight.
The next day, I did a lot of catching up on my college work plus did a big load of laundry. By mid afternoon, I was getting rather bored without my friends there. About 4, I got a call from Trey just wanting to see if maybe we could hang out or catch a movie together. Either one would be fine with me since it looked like a rainy night.
I dressed in a nice shirt and jeans to wait for Trey's arrival. He was promptly there when he told me he would be. He was dressed very nice in a Hurley t-shirt and some tattered jeans on his thin body. He had his black hair combed in his face to fit his desired skater look. Normally I was attracted to all-American looking guys that were jockish but loved the skater look on him as an alternative.
"Damn Jeff, you look hot tonight and smell incredible," Trey said.
"Thanks Trey, you look hot as well," I smiled.
"Oh it's just my regular look but thanks," he returned the smile. "Any thing in particular you want to do?"
"I'm up for anything," I said once in his car.
"How about we grab something to eat and then chill at my place?" Trey said. "You like ribs?"
"Oh yeah, anything beats eating on campus on the weekend," I said.
"I remember too well that," Trey said.
We headed out and drove to the outskirts of our college town. He drove up and parked at what I considered a hole-in-the-wall joint. "Don't worry. Their food here is the bomb," Trey said.
We ordered and Trey insisted on paying thankfully. We talked a little before the order of ribs, beans and slaw arrived for both of us. The first bite I took I knew Trey was right. "MMM, this is fire," I said.
"I told you," Trey said. We didn't talk much during the meal and just shoveled the tasty food in our mouths. After filling up, we headed to the car.
"Man, my ass is stuffed," I said.
"Great, I'm too," Trey said. "Jeff, I was seriously nervous as hell about calling you today and basically asking you out."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I hate rejections. Does this feel like a date to you?"
"Well sort of. I just looked it at first as two friends going out," I said.
"Jeff, I just feel so comfortable around you. Sure we knew each other somewhat before but things have changed now that we both know each other is gay."
"Thanks I feel comfortable around you as well too. It's good to really get to know you a little better now," I said.
We drove to his apartment and headed in. My eyes had to blink twice seeing the clean space. "Someone was busy all day," I said.
A big smile came on Trey's face, "I felt bad after you left and spent last night and today cleaning this bitch. I found shit I never knew I had. Bro, I even cleaned the bathroom to where it doesn't stink now."
Trey grabbed a movie and put it in his DVD player for us to watch. We both sat on the couch and we like two little kids avoiding each other. "You wanna beer or something to drink?" Trey asked.
"Water will do me just fine," I replied.
He grabbed me a bottle of water and himself a beer. He sat back down and scooted closer to me. The movie started and about 5 minutes into it, Trey slipped his arm around me. I just gave him a big smile of approval at the gesture. My arm went around his waist and he smiled at me.
"This cool with you?" Trey asked kindly.
"Yeah or I would have laid your ass out," I teased and felt good with his arm around me.
The next 15 minutes or so, we did our best to watch the movie. Trey would occasionally glance over at me and pull me close to him. My hand gently rubbed his side through his shirt. Trey got up and grabbed another beer. I grabbed his hand after he sat down next to me. We both then got interested in the movie somewhat after adjusting to each other.
The movie finally ended. Trey headed to the restroom, which allowed me to pass gas built up during the meal.
Trey came back and got a good whiff, "Shit bro, you fucking shit your pants." Trey waved his arms around while I had a good laugh.
"Sorry I had to let it out," I said.
"That's one major difference with guys. We can fart around each other and think nothing of it," Trey smiled.
"Thank goodness but boy I was about to explode over here," I commented.
"Jeff just let me know when you're ready to head back," Trey said. "I suppose you could always just stay the night here with me." Trey gave me a big smile.
"I have a feeling I might do that," I said. The next minute was awkward for both of us since neither of us wanted to make a move but I didn't want to come off as easy or desperate. Trey was very attractive to me and was as nice as he could be.
Throwing caution into the wind, I grabbed him and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. His lips were soft and easy to kiss. I pulled back and waited for some sort of reaction.
"Why did you quit? I love it," Trey smiled.
"Just testing you," I said and felt his lips on mine. I leaned back while we were lip locked. He reached around and grabbed the back of my head. My hands ran down his back until I reached and grabbed his hot ass.
"I have a feeling your ass is staying with me all night," Trey said.
"I have that same feeling," I said.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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