Foreword:
I am a 20 year old male who attends college. Just to give you a full picture I will describe myself, although I am absolutely horrible at descriptions of myself. I have black hair, am 5'9" and weigh 165 pounds. I am not of an athletic build but I am not fat by any means. I am actually quite proud of the fact that after I wrote the first story I gained a lot of weight and then actually lost more weight. I wear mostly brand-name clothes because that is what my friends do. I am a follower, not a leader. I prefer the number 2 position, the advisor role, instead of the leader role. I enjoy having power but do not have the confidence to command it.
As a word of caution, I am not a professional writer and I definitely cannot portray the emotion of the people in this story as accurately as I want to. Normal nifty.org standards apply. The usual of if you are not allowed to read this, don't. All of that. Feel free to e-mail me at oddlysane@gmail.com with any comments, questions, or suggestions. Thanks for reading.
I lay there thinking to myself as I drifted off to sleep. I thought of all those that I had loved before. Those that had been lost to me. And those that I hoped one day could like me the way I liked them. And as I closed my eyes to these blissful thoughts I began to dream. About the possibilities.
It was a simple Tuesday night for me. Being only 20, I wasn't able to go to the bars so I had resigned myself to sipping on beers while playing video games. Not all that exciting yet it kept me occupied. I looked at clock and it was only 11:23. Way too early for me to be tired and yet late enough where I was too exhausted for the puzzle game I was currently playing. I tossed in a nice hack-n-slash action adventure game, retrieved a pillow and blanket, and tossed on my comfiest pair of athletic shorts. The light blue ones with white stripes that one of my friends gave to me because he ruined a pair of mine. Now shirtless and completely comfortable, I plopped on the couch and began to delve into my game.
As I started to get into the game I heard a bang on the window. Normally this wouldn't mean much to me because I live next to a bar but tonight it was accompanied by a familiar voice.
"Errrriiiiccccccccccc!!!!" I heard with the unmistakable twang of a good friend. I popped up instantly from my restful position on the couch and peered through the blinds. Vinny was standing by the window waving at me as he stood in the line to get in the bar. I opened up the window while not trying to look too frantic about it despite feeling quite the opposite.
Boy did he look good. Vinny always knew how to dress perfectly. A somewhat metrosexual Asian guy who was hilarious happened to fit right into my type. He was wearing a green plaid button down with his slightly rolled up jeans and boat shoes. Well, I didn't see the boat shoes but he ALWAYS wears boat shoes. He's the only person I know that won't catch shit from me for wearing boat shoes with jeans. He looked amazing but I digress from the story.
I grinned and gave him our fraternity's informal grip. It always makes me feel closer to somebody when I do that for some reason.
"What up Vinny? Drunk yet?"
"Nooooooooo! We were at Golden Rail but Kyle got kicked out so we all decided to come here! But this line is wayyyyy too long!!" I laughed at him and held up my beer.
He gave me one of his classic puppy dog eyes with the quivering lip that makes me absolutely melt and do anything for him so I handed him the beer. He took a sip graciously. And by sip, I mean downed the rest of the beer.
"Ohhh, that was a good beer! What was it?"
"Not sure you even tasted that, buddy. But it was a Hoegarden."
"Oooooh do you have any more of 'em?"
"Yeah, I'm about to crack one open now but it looks like you're about to get in so you can't have one!"
"Fine!" he retorted, "I'll just have to stop by after the bars! I know you'll be up...you always are!" I just laughed at him, it seems like I always am, and gave him a thumbs up.
I continued playing my game for the next hour or so and started thinking about Vinny. I had wanted him as a little brother in the fraternity but I wasn't active enough. He was kind of my pseudo-little. Not officially my little but he still talked to me whenever he needed someone to confide in. I knew from the moment I met him that he was perfect. He looked great and our personalities really meshed. Even despite the fact that he never touches video games and I live off of video games we both get along so well. I don't even realize it but just thinking about him passes another hour and I hear my apartment being buzzed.
BZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I literally rolled off of the couch and hobbled over to the door to buzz Vinny in. He charged right in while I turned off to get a beer.
Before I could even crack it he screamed "ERRRIICCCC!!!" and gave me a big hug and squeezed me tight. I hugged back and never wanted the hug to end. Despite how metrosexual Vinny is he is firm in the fact that he is completely straight. When a good friend says that I believe them 100%...but that doesn't stop me from dreaming!
I handed him a beer and sit down on the couch. He lays down on the couch with his head next to my legs. This has happened before, and is extremely common practice in my fraternity, so nothing really triggers in my mind. I switch off the Xbox and start scrolling through the channels to find something good to put on. Oooh, How I Met Your Mother is on. We watched HIMYM for a bit and then it goes to commercial.
"Know what's funny Eric?" as he looked up at me.
"Hm?"
"That NPH is the biggest player in the show and scores all of the women but in real life he's completely gay. He's soooo good at acting!"
"Oh and he's completely dreamy too, right?" I giggled at him. (Authors note: AGAIN) He just gave me a weird look that just said SERIOUSLY?!
As we kept watching I kept stealing glances at Vinny. His button down was completely unbuttoned and he had a tight white undershirt on. I could see his chest moving up and down with his breath. I watched intently as he drank his beer, if you could call spilling half of it on his chest. I swiped the beer he spilled off his shirt and playfully punched his chin. He rolled his eyes at me.
I began to fantasize a bit of him just starting to take off clothes because he's too hot (In more than way one) and thought that it'd be awesome if he spent the night. I mean he did live on another campus and buses only run once every 45 minutes past 2am. So I poked his stomach meaning to give my offer.
"He---"
"Heeeeyyy Eric, can I spend the night here? It's too far--"
"Yeah that'd be fine with me Vinny" I said almost too quickly. I tried not to get my hopes up. I knew he was straight. I knew I was drunk. I knew that he was just staying out of convenience. He took off his button down and began to take off his shirt. I decided to push a bit more. "You need a pair of shorts or..?"
"Naaaaaaah, I generally don't sleep with shorts" Oh please let that mean what I think it does. He pulled the blanket over himself and stretched out to lay his head on my lap. I got disappointed for a bit about his pants but then realized I was just REALLY excited that Vinny was shirtless and laying on my lap. That's all I needed for the night. That's my win! But it wasn't really over.
I leaned back and just breathed in. I caught a whiff of Vinny's scent which was, well, quite feminine. It smelled like Abercrombie cologne combined with Dove. I rested my hand on his shoulder. I was content. He rolled over on his side and faced my stomach causing my hand to kind of plop onto his lower back. Now I not only saw his breathing but I felt his body rise and fall with each breath. I was swimming in happiness.
I heard faint snoring and decided I might as well get up and get to bed myself. I made my way out from underneath him, much to my own chagrin, placed a pillow underneath his head, and tucked him in. I kind of looked at him for a bit. He looked so innocent and content. I couldn't fathom how such pure innocence and bliss could survive until such an age. Maybe it was just me.
I crept my way into my room and left the door open so if he needed anything he could just get me. I hit the pillow and fell asleep instantly.
All of a sudden I'm being shaken. I jolt up quickly thinking something is wrong. I look up and I see Vinny in just his boxer briefs with his puppy eyes and quivering lip.
"What's wrong bud?"
"I'm lonely..." I just didn't know how to respond. He just climbed into bed with me and nuzzled into me laying his head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around him and just looked down. I don't think there has been a person in existence that has ever felt as happy as blissful as I did in that moment.
I thought so many dirty things in the moments before that bliss. So many things I could have done. He could have accepted it but I didn't do it. And I'm glad. It would have ruined the timeless innocence of it. Because that moment was simply a dream.