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Friday's classes were intensified and made me see that college would be different than high school at the end of the first week of classes. I knew that going in but the professors started early here and barely let us get adjusted to being in college. I meet my roomie and best friend Kris along with Jess again to grab something to eat. The food here was actually decent with some fast food chains there as well. I ate whatever had the shortest line without a thought of gaining an ounce. The fact was I was hoping to put on a few pounds and not look so skinny and frail. Kris was helping me and got me to work out to see if that helped plus made me get out of the room.
After we ate, I went to my art appreciation class. The professor was different than any I had encounter. He was funny, crude, laid back but knew his stuff. At the end of class, he gave us an assignment of sorts to tour the local art museum here and to write a short essay on what we saw. He said just doing it would give us points and wouldn't be graded on content. He wanted to see how we thought about art initially.
I was sitting peacefully and almost asleep when Kris came bouncing in the door as he normally did. Kris was hyper and always cheerful but when he got pissed, you better watch out. I had seen it too many times but he was over it shortly and back to being jolly Kris.
"Get your ass up from there. This is our work out day," Kris said.
"Okay," I stated since it was part of our previous deal.
"I think half the floor is going," Kris said.
"I know you love that shit," I smiled and said sarcastically. The sad part was it was the truth.
"No but more the merrier. You like hanging with all of us, Matt," Kris smiled and undressed there in front of me as normal. I did the same and found some old shorts and a tee to work out in.
Without knocking, Scott came in the door with his shorts on. "Hey Matt, you wanna hit the pool today instead of the weights?"
"Yeah, I could do that," I said.
"You bring a Speedo or any shorts to swim?"
"I have some board shorts," I stated.
"I got a pair of Speedos if you wanna go that route. It'll be easier swimming laps and not hold you back," Scott stated.
"Yeah but they may be big on me," I said.
"What size?"
"Ummm... 28 waist," I said.
"Damn, you are skinny," Scott laughed. "I wear 30 so maybe they would fit if you tie them tightly."
"That'll work," I said. Scott left to retrieve the Speedo for me.
"See I told you he was gay. No straight guy has Speedos," Kris stated.
"He's a swimmer, dumbass. Swimmers wear Speedos, straight, gay or whatever," I said.
"We'll see tonight at that party how fucking straight he is," Kris said.
Scott returned with the Speedo in his hand. I turned around and put it on. It was loose but did have a draw string. I threw back on my shorts over the Speedo and headed out.
The worst part about going to the pool was missing seeing Corey and the others work out. I knew swimming wouldn't add weight but I liked it and was great exercise. I swam competitively until I was 15 and didn't have the time or desire to continue. Scott and I dropped our shorts and waited for a minute for two lanes to open up. We gingerly entered the warm water and swam slowly to loosen up. After we determined we were warm, we started swimming. Scott thought he was damn Michael Phelps and took off at a torrid pace. I was content in taking it nice and easy. After a few laps, I saw how out of shape I really was. The next few laps were hell. I was barely able to exit the pool with Scott slowing down as well. I sat down to catch my breath and watch the others.
"You're good," I told Scott when he finished. If nothing else, Scott's body was easy on my eyes with his very tight abs and nice V-taper at the top of his Speedos.
"Thanks, I should be. I've been swimming since I was 8 and medaled at state last year," Scott said.
"No wonder you wanted to come here and show out for me," I said.
"I do love the water and hitting the pool when I can. I've sort of missed it you know," he said. We washed off the chlorine, dried off and went to find the others finishing up their circuits in the weight room before we headed back to the dorms.
Kris and I were back in the room after he and the others had worked out. He grabbed his phone and called home. It gave me the same idea and did the same to my mother since I wouldn't be home for the Labor Day weekend that was here. Some were starting to exit the campus but most if not all my new friends were staying since we just moved in. Most were like Kris and me and lived too far really to waste the gas on the trip. I wanted to hang around and see what it was like on campus, plus there was a game on Saturday at the stadium as well. I wanted to go for the experience of college football but wasn't a huge football fan.
"I'm so pumped about tonight, my first college party," Kris said and kicked his feet on the bed like a kid. "I know your ass is going with us to the game tomorrow."
"I'll go," I said.
"You were at the games in high school," Kris said.
"I know. I want see if this is any different," I said.
"It'll be totally different with 3 times the people. Now I'm psyched about that now. Damn, fucking college is the shit, huh!"
I had to laugh at my friend. I only thought he was hyper in high school now he had kicked it up even more. He bolted out the door like normal where I took advantage of the peace and quiet for a short nap.
It wasn't long before Kris was back. Shortly he started dressing and used my opinion on what looked good on him for the first time. I gave an honest opinion and knew what Kris wanted to accomplish. About 6:30, Kris and some of the others, Scott, Juan, Jess and Robert headed out to grab something to eat before the parties they had planned to hit.
I dressed with the intention of getting the art museum gallery out of the way since it stayed open on Friday nights until 9. I opened the door and saw Corey walking my way in just shorts like normal.
"I just knew you would be going with the rest of the crew," Corey stated.
"Nah, I'm just hanging here," I said.
"So where you off to?"
"You really want to know."
"Sure," Corey said.
"Well... I was going to the art museum in town here for a class to get it out of the way," I said.
"I'll tag along with you if you want some company," Corey said.
"It's up to you," I said.
"Sure, I'll go. Come with me and I'll get dressed and we can go. Why didn't you ask me earlier?" Corey asked while we headed in the direction of his room. "My roommate is gone home for the holiday but I didn't want to party tonight with the crew."
"I... seriously didn't think anyone would want to go," I said.
We entered his room. Corey's side was neat like mine where his roommate's side was a disaster. "Thank God, the dick is gone. Now I can have peace for a few nights."
I had to laugh and was used to his pet name for his roommate. I had met him earlier and agreed with Corey's assessment. I sat and diverted my attention away while Corey quickly dressed, spiked his hair and brushed his teeth.
We headed out with me driving since this trip was for my benefit. I found the museum without too much trouble and paid our way inside. I first walked to the area my art professor wanted our opinion. I easily found the area of local artist and saw a girl from my class. I looked at the painting and sketches and amazed at the skill of the artist. I saw Corey looking as well with his hands on his hips.
"Do you have a clue what you're looking at?" Corey asked quietly.
"Somewhat. I know this style and medium. It is watercolor on cold-pressed paper I think," I said.
"Damn, you're good," Corey said.
"I can read too," I said and pointed at the sign below the painting with the full description. Corey laughed as did I at my smart comment. I walked around with a pen and paper to scribble down a few things while Corey continued to look.
"You ready?" I asked.
"Let's keep looking. This is not as bad as I thought but I don't get those abstract ones," Corey said.
"I don't either," I laughed. "Any human with half a brain could throw some paint on a canvas and call it art." Corey agreed.
We toured the museum and saw all what it had to offer. It wasn't the best I had seen but was nice considering the size of town here. We were very impressed with the Native American pottery and art along with a few pieces of furniture in the largest gallery of the museum.
We found something to eat off campus and headed back. Corey insisted we go to his room since we were always in mine. He sat on his roommate's bed and turned on the television for us to watch. I could see him looking at me and I was looking at him. He got up and moved to where I was.
"Matt, I really do like you," Corey said with a serious tone in his voice. "Tonight with just me and you was fun."
"Thanks, I like you too and yes it was fun having someone go with me that shares my taste," I said.
He continued eyeing me with his deep blue eyes. I wanted him to make the first move to know I wasn't pressuring him into something he didn't want. We kept watching television and soon felt his arm around my waist.
"Is this cool?" he asked quietly.
I wanted to scream but remained calm, "I like it, Corey."
He pulled me closer. I knew what was next. He leaned over and kissed my lips. I enjoyed the wet kiss.
"I'm a total ass," Corey said. "I just kissed you without asking."
I kissed him back, "I'm an ass too then."
"Matt, you're the second guy I ever kissed. You want the facts. I'm a virgin with guys," Corey said. "I've fucked two girls like I said earlier out of pure peer pressure. It was pure hell!"
"I'm honored you would even tell me that," I said. "Corey, I think you know how I feel. I won't do one thing you don't want or uncomfortable about."
"That's why I really like you. You're as real and genuine as they get here. Any other gay guy would have pushed themselves onto me. You're so different and have yet to make me feel uncomfortable other than the first time we saw each other," Corey laughed. "Take tonight for instance. You were going alone because you didn't want to inconvenience me or anyone else."
"Hell, I wasn't going to ask you to go somewhere I wouldn't really want to go. It is rude and inconsiderate," I said.
"See exactly what I'm talking about. You actually consider other's feelings before doing things. As you saw, I went to get out of here but mostly be with you tonight alone where we could really talk privately and personably like we are now. Sure being around the other guys is great and a lot of fun but I wanted to get to know you more outside the little circle we've formed. Without all of you, I would be very miserable and might be considering going home by now but there's no way I would even consider it now unless I flunk out or some shit," Corey said. "Matt, accept the fact I like you and want to be with you."
"Ummm... we feel about the same way here," I said and felt his lips touch mine again. There was something special to this kiss. I could feel the spark. We broke the kiss and Corey tossed off his shirt. He lifted off mine and I'll admit it was hot in his room between us and the temperature. He kissed me again and let his hands run down my back. I couldn't resist and had to touch him. He was so soft and toned. I probed my tongue in his mouth and feel on top of him. This was really happening for me.
I loved looking in his eyes when perched on top of him. His hands were on my ass and felt like they belonged there. He smelled so divine. I was satisfied the way things were at this very moment. We kissed again and felt him pushing down my shorts with his hands now on my bare ass. Now I could feel his shorts poking me from his hard cock. He had my shorts off my ass but still up in front. He had total control of me and I loved it. He pushed me off.
"You wanna... ummm... get..."
I smiled, "Hell yeah!"
I pushed off my shorts and heard my belt hit the floor. I seductively pushed down my boxers and watched his face. I freed my cock and saw a huge smile on his face. I had nothing to be ashamed of for my cock was over 8 inches cut. I was proud to have a long cock and let my friend see it as well.
"Damn is all I can say right now. I wasn't expected a skinny guy like you to be so hung but you look even more hot naked," Corey said. He stood and dropped his shorts. He took his time and revealed a nice thick probably 6 and half inch cut cock that was hard.
He reached and grabbed my cock while we sat as close as ever. "Feel so good. Your dick is the first one ever to be in my hands other than my own."
I grabbed his, "Corey, you are not my first but damn you're so fucking hot!"
I leaned over and had the time of life exploring his taut fit body. This was every gay boy's dream to have someone like Corey there. He watched me lick, suck and kiss his body like it was aching for. I kissed him again and went for the prize. I licked a few times and cupped his balls. I opened my mouth and tasted his hard cock. I do enjoy sucking off other guys and Corey was the most enjoyable of my short gay life. Now this was fucking college for me! I heard him moan.
"Why did I wait so damn long?" Corey moaned. "Your mouth feels so good!"
I eyed him and licked his abs to slow the stimulation down. I went back down and loved knowing what I was doing. I went slow and savored each moment. He felt his strong arms pull me up.
"I guess it's my turn," Corey said. "Don't laugh at me."
"I would never," I said. "Just take your time and do whatever you feel most comfortable with."
"Here goes," Corey smiled. He kissed my chest, sucked my nipples and kissed my stomach. He hesitated slightly but stuck out his tongue. It was wet and felt so good. He forewent my balls and opened his mouth. I felt my cock slip in his virgin mouth. He looked up at me while I rubbed the back of his head.
"Feels so good, Corey," I moaned and didn't lie. I had yet to feel a mouth on my cock that didn't feel great. "OOOO yeah babe!"
He gave his best effort at sucking my cock. He only went a few inches which was okay by me. He licked up and down my hard cock as well as sucking on it.
"Let's just jack each other off now," Corey said.
"You're in control," I said. "I'll suck you until you nut!"
"I'm good," Corey said. "I don't want you do anything I won't do."
"Hell the pleasure is all mine," I said.
"Fine go for it," he said. I went back down to suck and jacked his hard cock while Corey reached around to grab my cock. I could sense he was about after only a minute back down on him.
He pushed me off quickly. I sat up and saw his defined abs contract followed by one hot shot of cum after another shoot out of his cock. He rubbed it in with his hand. I did get a taste of his sweetness when his hand was at my mouth. He jacked me off and took a minute for me to bust. I shot a nice load across my stomach and down my pubes.
The after sex make out was awesome. Corey was passionate and loving. Sex is great but the other things make for a great relationship with someone. We broke the kiss and sat quietly.
"Can we just hold each other until you need to leave?" Corey said.
"I can go for that," I said. He held me close while we recovered and focused on the television that was still going. I think we both nodded off here and there. Feeling his strong arms hold me was like a great dream.
I looked at the clock and saw it almost 2 in the morning. Reality hit me then. "I really need to get back to my room. I bet Kris is wondering where I am."
Corey laughed, "He may be so drunk he doesn't care."
"Tonight was special to me," I said, looking into his eyes.
"More so to me, Matt. I sucked my first cock ever and had my cock sucked for the first time by someone who knew what the fuck they were doing," he said. The kiss goodbye was slow and left me longing for more.
I dressed and walked down the quiet hall. The lights were off in the room with Kris in his bed. I pulled off my shorts and quietly crawled into bed.
"How was Corey?" Kris asked and scared me.
"OOO fine," I replied.
"Now that I'm awake, I want the scoop," he said.
"I don't kiss and tell for one."
"Fuck that shit. I know you are dying to tell me."
"He was great and there is something there between us just maybe. His roommate was gone so we had some fun."
"What a crock of shit, Matt. Did you fuck him or he fuck you?"
"None of your business. That's personal."
"I bet you were too scared and didn't even get naked with his ass," Kris prodded me.
"Why do you care?"
"I care because I'm your best friend. I'm well past the fact that you want to do shit with guys sexually. I totally get that part, just like I crave pussy and tits."
"Matt, we swapped blow jobs," I blurted out quickly.
"Was he good?"
"Tell me one time you had a bad blow job," I laughed.
"Damn you got me there. Maybe once or twice when I was too fucked up to know it but it was still all good."
"Let's change the subject. Did you have fun?"
"The best. I was just buzzing. You're right I had more fun socializing. Do you know that drugs were big here?"
"Not really, are they?"
"There was shit everywhere. Pills, weed, X."
"Did you?"
"I took one hit of a blunt and nearly killed me. Now that damn Scott can smoke some shit let me tell ya. Robert was fucking hammered off his ass. Juan was cool and drove us."
"I wondered who sacrificed a good time and was the DD."
"We all had a blast. I still don't know the answer to the question about Scott since we got separated at times. He was as normal as any guy there."
"Okay, I'll see ya in the morning or now maybe afternoon," I said and rolled to my side. I didn't go to sleep right away until I imagined Corey's hot naked body holding me tight.
Waking the next day Saturday around noon, I checked my phone which I had left the night before. I was shocked to see Corey had left me a text message even though we all had each other's number in our phones by now. I stepped out in the hall in my boxers and called him. He answered right away and was starving. I agreed and went back to dress.
He looked great and stylish as always. "Matt, I want you to know I regret not one thing we did last night except maybe not going further."
"That time will come and be the greatest," I said. He kissed me inside and had my day started off right.
We walked to find something to eat in the rather quiet sedated campus.
"I wish I could hold your hand," Corey said. "Matt, I'm falling for you hard here."
"I wish we could too but let's not. I'm falling just as hard," I smiled.
We found something to eat. He wanted to see how things went so we went back to my room. Kris was awake now and watching college football in bed. "I know you both are going to the game tonight."
"I am," Corey said.
"I told you I was," I said.
"Great then, we're meeting at 4 to tailgate in the parking lot. If I were you, I would stay close. I heard the lot fills up way before game time," Kris said.
"So how'd it go?" Corey asked.
"It was the fucking bomb but not near as good as you two had," Kris said.
"Yeah we had some fun together," Corey said. "Your friend is the best."
"Yeah, he's learning," Kris said. "Man the party was great and there were chicks... wait neither of you care shit about that."
"Hey it's cool," Corey stated.
"Anyway, I learned a lot about our friends. They showed me a different side," Kris said.
"Was it bad or good?" Corey asked.
"Neither really. We're just a bunch of guys looking for girls and having fun different ways," Kris said. "Excuse me but I got to go take one massive dump."
Corey and I laughed and watched Kris leave. "You are so lucky, Matt," Kris said. "I wish my roommate was a tenth as cool as Kris."
"I am lucky and know it now. You know at first I thought he would drag me here and desert me but it's been the total opposite of that. I think our friendship is getting stronger. He tells me a lot and as you heard, I do too."
"It's fine with me," Corey said. "What did they expect from two available gay guys?"
"Yeah," I couldn't help but smile.
Kris returned and gave us full details like we really wanted to hear about his shit. He was keeping it about as real as it gets and told us a few of the details about the party and then the plans for the night.
"I have one big question here. How are we tailgating without food?" I asked.
"I got it under control. We got everything set up so don't worry about it," Kris said.
After an hour or so and now more in our room, I found out what he was talking about. His parents were in the parking lot unbeknownst to me with a big surprise; my Mom was there as well.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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