A Different Year Chapter 1
This story involves explicit gay sexual scenes. If you are uncomfortable with this material or are not legally of age to view this material, please do not proceed further. This story is fictitious and any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental. All rights reserved by the author.
After several months of enjoying the stories here, I decided to try my hand at writing one myself. This is the first of several installments. Feedback is most certainly welcome at muguy222001@yahoo.com
"Don't look, don't look, for the love of God, don't look" Alex said to himself as he jogged by the large field that separated the athletic center from the adjacent tennis courts. On an early fall day, it was full of hotties, nearly all without their shirts, playing a game of flag football. The last thing Alex wanted was to get caught blatantly staring at a bunch of jocks who could beat the crap out of him if they knew he was gay. He continued his run, trying to think of something to keep his mind (and that other part of his anatomy) off the jocks. "Okay, Bea Arthur naked. No wait; all four of the golden girls naked. Yah, that should do it," he thought to himself as he ran down the hill which led to the part of campus where his dorm was located. "Almost there," he thought to himself, dripping in sweat, as the dorm was in sight. "Nobody gonna break my stride, nobody gonna slow me down, oh no, I got to keep on movin," he sang out loud as he headed for his invisible finish line. "God, I'm such a faggot," he said to himself as he stopped his run and started a walk to cool down. Checking out jocks, invoking the golden girls, singing to himself as he ran. Yep, it doesn't get much gayer than that.
Alex, a sophomore at a large public university in the Midwest, was just like any other male college student in a lot of ways. He hated dorm food, pulled his share of all nighters and smuggled beer into his room, even though he had barely turned nineteen. Yet, in a lot of ways, he was different. He disliked most sports, wasn't really into partying, had no desire to pledge a frat and didn't like pussy. Not just different, but very different.
He wasn't quite sure why he had decided to go to school where he had but after briefly flirting with the idea of transferring after his freshmen year, he decided to stick it out. There were things he loved. The beautiful brick buildings, the lush green campus, the cute little town the university was located in. But he also felt terribly out of place. His high school, on the other side of the state had been so tiny. Here he was one of 25,000 plus students.
Alex was one of those guys that you couldn't quite place. He wasn't a nerd and he wasn't a jock. He wasn't buff and he wasn't big. He had been thin all his life, with the perfect runner's build. He really didn't like lifting weights, but he was definitely toned and fit. He had started to run cross country in junior high school and loved it. It gave him somewhere to fit in, plus he could say he played sports. It was perfect.
He hadn't dated much; make that not at all in high school. His shyness had been a big factor and while he wished he had dated some, he was fine editing the newspaper, studying and working at his aunt's bakery in town.
He was determined to change all that and break out of his shell when he moved to the big state school. It had been more challenging than he thought. His freshmen year roommate, Steve, was a huge homophobe and things had been dicey from the get go. While Alex didn't go to great lengths to hide his sexuality, he certainly wasn't super shy about it either. That had led to some major issues with his former roommate. Thankfully Alex was in a new dorm this year and had a much cooler roommate named Daniel. While Steve might have thrown a fit had he walked in on Alex jerking to some gay porn, Daniel was the kind of guy who wasn't fazed by anything.
Alex walked into his room and didn't waste a minute ripping off his white tank top and runner shorts; no underwear underneath. He had worked up quite a sweat and was reeking but the smell always kind of turned him on. He took one whiff of his sweaty running shorts and started throwing some major wood. He chuckled as he thought back to an incident two weeks ago which showed just how cool and laid back Daniel really was.
He had been sleeping in that morning. His Psychology class had been cancelled and he was enjoying not having to get his ass out of bed at 8am like he normally had to. He woke up sporting a huge hard on. Alex had a nice thick cock, about seven inches and cut. He loved working his meat and blowing a huge wad of cum all over his slim chest. He especially loved how veiny his cock was and how big his nuts were. He hadn't blown a load in day or two and went right to work on his morning wood. Drops of sweet precum started to flow almost instantly and Alex worked it over the head of his thick cock, taking in the amazing sensation. With one hand working his cock, he used the other to start playing with his nuts and then gently teased his slightly hairy hole. He took the finger, brought it up to his nose and breathed deep. "Fucking hot," he thought as he worked the finger deeper into his hole. After this it didn't take long for his nuts to really start to boil. Alex could sense he was on the verge of blowing a major load of nut butter all over. And then, unbeknownst to him, Daniel walked in on his roommate's little "show."
"Fuckkkk," Alex muttered as he came close to the edge. He grunted loudly as he shot a huge ribbon of hot cum all over his stomach and chest. Daniel just stood there, right by the door with a mixture of shock and amusement on his face. He stood there another minute or so as Alex lay in the afterglow of his morning j/o session and playfully started running a finger through the pool of cum lying on his stomach. "Nice show there bud," Daniel interrupted, heading towards his desk.
"What the fuck, oh my god what are you doing here?" Alex half yelled as he turned towards his roomie. "I thought you had class this morning."
"We got out early today. I was gonna head to the union for coffee and then realized I forgot my ID card here." Daniel paused and flashed a wicked smile. "So is this what you do when you know I'm not around?"
Alex turned a bright shade of red and started to stammer, "Well, hmm, not exactly."
"No worries Alex," Daniel said "What do you think I do when you're not here?" With that he placed his ID card into his pocket and tossed a box of Kleenex up into Alex's bunk and walked out the door.
Yes, this definitely was going to be a different year. Alex finally felt comfortable on campus, had a great roomie who didn't freak out at a little j/o and maybe, just maybe, he might find a cool guy to date and fool around with. Little did Alex know that it was to be a memorable year in another way. As he stood in front of his mirror jerking off after his run, thoughts of all the hot studs on campus in his head, two doors down his RA Jason was also working his hard meat. Except Jason didn't just have thoughts of random hot guys in his head. Instead he was thinking of that cute little sophomore down the hall named Alex, and how good it would feel to slide his hard cock into that little runner's tight hole.