“Make sure to call me as soon as you get there ok?” Mom (Barbara) said, squeezing me tightly, not wanting to let go “I can’t believe my little ’s already grown up and ready to tackle the world, I’m so proud of you” she sobs.
My name’s Alexander Kerring but most just call me Alex or Al. I’m 18 years old and on my way to college, about 2 hours from my parents which is why my mom is holding on to me like I just died, I’m the only child after all. College will obviously be a new experience for me, I know it won’t be like high school where being in the football team and being considered good looking are the only ways to get respect. Not to brag but, unlike the rest of my teammates back in high school, I was actually a straight A student. I stood 5”9 tall and quiet muscle, not bodybuilder muscle but enough for my shirts to outline my pecs, abs and arms. One more thing, I’m gay.
I’ve experimented with my friend Dan when I was just 9 years old, I’ve wanted men ever since. Our “experimentation”continued until I was 15 and in those 6 years I realised I was a bottom, I liked fucking Dan but I also liked him fucking me more. Anyway, due to a promotion his dad got, it required them to relocate half away across the world, some job. We still talk over the phone and wish to meet up again but we know the chances of that happening is .
“I promise I’ll call you when I get there, mom, don’t worry about me” I said, patting mom’s back to stop her crying, with little succession
“He’s a man now, Barb, we just have to trust him to take care of himself” Dad (Tony) put his arm on mom’s shoulder to try and soothe her “You better get going if you wanna get there before midnight to get some sleep” he smiled at me as mom stopped hugging me and walked beside dad to see me off.
“I’m gonna miss you guys, and this house” I smiled, trying to stop myself from tearing up. Didn’t know it was this hard to say goodbye to the people that raised me.
I grabbed my small suit case and placed it inside the trunk of my car and waved goodbye to my parents as I turned the key and made my way down the road, towards my new home.
It was about 10:30 at night when I got to the college, a lady walked up to me and held out her hand, which I shook.
“You must be Alexander Kerring, glad to meet you!” The lady smiled “I am Principal Madeline White”
“Nice to meet you, Ms White, I’m looking forward to this experience” I said, giving the smile back
“That’s good to hear, you’ll fit in just fine” She said as she gave me my keys “You will be staying in F25 and will be rooming with Robert Adams, I hope you two will get along fine”
“I’m sure we will, thank you again” I said and headed to my dorm, secretly hoping my roommate is one hunk of a man.
I soon reached my dorm and went inside, I looked around the room, it was small with two beds. One was kept neat and tidy which I assumed was my bed since there were boxes on and around it with my stuff, the other bed which was separated by a bedside table is messy with clothes thrown all around it and a pizza box with 1 remaining pizza in it sitting on the pillow, his roommate was a real slob but it didn’t bother him, he was just tired.
I walked towards my bed, placed my boxes on the floor and hopped on the bed. I yawned and decided to unpack my things tomorrow as I drifted to sleep.
I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock, which confused me because I didn’t pack an alarm clock and even if I did I never unpacked my things. I slowly got up and yawned, stretching my arms behind my back.
I looked around to see where the noise was coming from and to my surprise, I saw that the bed next to mine was occupied by this blonde dude wearing only some gym shorts who was built like a brick fucking house, he must be Robert, his back was turned to face away from me but damn he gave my morning wood an extra boost. His hair was cut short and looked to be 6 ft tall and his skin was tanned, he was totally my type, then again anyone who was muscle was my type.
I shook my head to get the thoughts out of my mind. Gotta leave a good first impression, I told myself. I got up, rearranged my 8 incher so it’s not noticeable and walked towards his bed to look for the annoying alarm clock that was still fucking beeping.
As I reached his bed, I realised it wasn’t an alarm clock but his phone, I grabbed his phone and turned off the alarm. I was confused (and relatively angry) that he woke up when I turned the alarm off, who does that?
“Are you trying to steal my phone?” He said, groggily. Damn the sexy voice of his gave my slowly softening dick a sudden jolt
“What? No, I was just turning your alarm off, you know it’s 5 in the morning right?” I said, still a bit frustrated
“I’m only kidding, Al” He chuckled as he slowly got up and reached for his phone, which I gave back “And yeah, I have to get up at 5 for football practice”
“Ah, right. Anyways, why are you calling me Al? I don’t even know you. How do you even know my name?” I was still tired and grumpy
“The boxes on your bed says your name, stupid” He laughs, pointing at the boxes. Wow, I am stupid… “And since we’ll be living with each other for a while, might as well be your friend”
“I'm Robert Adams” he reached out his hand for me to shake, which I did “just call me Rob”
“Well, nice to meet you, and you already know my name” Should I tell him I’m gay? Might as well “Hope this doesn’t ruin our “friendship” but, I’m a proud member of the rainbow team”
“I know, I looked through your stuff and found a bunch of gay magazines and vibrating dildos” WHAT?! I don’t remember packing those fucking things?! I don’t even buy those in the first place!
I raced to my boxes and opened one to look for the said items. After not finding anything I heard Rob laugh.
“What’s so fucking funny?” I asked, completely annoyed that he’s making fun of me
“I was just kidding, dude, should seen your face, it was gold” Robert was wheezing and his face turned red from laughing too hard, he thinks this is the funniest thing ever.
“Fuck you. Fuck you so much” I scowled
“I’m sorry dude, couldn’t help it” He said, still wheezing “But I honestly don’t care if you’re gay. I’m not gay myself but I completely support you” he stopped laughing but still giggled once or twice.
“That’s good to hear” I sighed but still a little bit frustrated “Anyway, shouldn’t you be heading to football practice?” I reminded
“Well, I just remembered that today’s Sunday so we don’t have practice today” He looked through his phone
This fucking .
“You’re unbelievable” I said, earning a slight chuckle from Rob. That chuckle reminded me of hot he was.
“You need help unpacking? I have nothing planned for today” Rob got up off of his bed and placed his phone on the bedside table. He stretched his hands behind his head and I got a good look at the front side of his body.
He had sandy blonde hair, cut short with strikingly beautiful yet powerful green eyes and he had a 5 o’clock shadow that ran across his chiseled jaw line, saying that this man was attractive would be an understatement. I looked further down to his broad shoulders, rippling biceps, powerful chest, dotted by small amounts of blonde hair, his brown nipples were a total eye grabber, I looked at his 8 pack, also dotted by blonde hair and followed his treasure trail towards his underwear that were holding quite a treasure indeed it looked like his dick was 7 inches soft under there, damn. I was staring at his package for too long when I heard him cough to get my attention
“Want me to help or not?” He smirked “Or should I go put some clothes on first?”
“It’ll help” I said, trying not to show my hard on. He chuckled and headed towards his drawer for some clothes. I shook my head and started to unpack my things. Good job falling for your straight roommate, asshole, I scolded myself.
“If you want, after we finish up here, I can give you a tour around campus” He offered me. That’ll help me get to know the place and meet some new people so of course I agreed.
“Sounds good” I said as he soon joined me and unpacked my things.
Begins with a true autobiography and ends with a fictional story describing my first trip to a gay bar...
- Locker Room
- Jack Off
- Teen Boy