This is a work of fiction. It will eventually contain sexual acts between consenting men. If gay sex is illegal in your area, or you're under the age of consent in your area, or you just flat out don't like queer sex (what the hell would you be at this site for?) then go away. Comments, questions, and ideas welcome and appreciated, and will be responded to. Please put 'Nifty' in the subject line so I know it's not spam. Thanx, and enjoy. Chris Email to gaiasdruid@aol.com
Group Dynamics-Prologue
No one in the world was more aware of my peculiar circumstances than I was. In my little group of friends, all but two of us living in the same dorm, sexual dynamics were a constant and fluid thing. If one were to take a moment to decipher all the possible pairings, groupings, and yearnings of our motley crew of seven, they would uncover almost the entire gauntlet of human sexuality. We were an odd group indeed.
Don't get me wrong. I wasn't complaining, mind you. In fact, say rather that I was intrigued, frustrated, and flattered all at the same time. There were five of us guys: Jude, Ryan, Josh, Matt, and me, Luke, and two girls: Rachael and Kelly. We were inseparable, the seven of us. Bound together initially by being second semester freshmen, our group loyalty strengthened to the point of blood kin by our mutual hatred of a group of seniors who had chosen the seven of us as the targets for their final year cruel pranks.
I guess it was the fact that we all started a semester late, or maybe because we had initially sought each other out after our little freshman orientation, but the fact was we were singled out, albeit as a group, and pranked upon immensely by the evil (we thought) seniors. We bound together in a natural defense mechanism, supporting each other, comforting the hurt feelings of each other, and plotting revenge with each other. Our bonds grew to be strong, and we were indivisible.
We were diverse. While Jude, Josh, and I were all swimmers (I was there on a swim scholarship), we were as different as night and day. I was a darkly tanned, Irish farm boy, whose naivete was endearing to others, while embarrassing to me. Jude was an olive-skinned, Greek Jew, more worldly than I, but still a kid in a lot of ways. Josh was from Canada, with a bone-white complexion and with an arrogant side that sometimes got him into the most trouble with our senior tormentors.
Ryan was a soft-spoken kid from Italian ancestry. He was the brains among the guys, and usually the one that came up with our retaliation plans against the seniors. Matt...well, the best I can say about Matt is to call him a sexy Mississippian, with a sexy Southern drawl, and a muscular fresh-off-the-farm body that you can tell was no stranger to hard work. He was a farm boy like me, though from the South, and a track-team member like Ryan. He was the most outrageously funny guy I have ever met, then or since.
He was the morale of our group, making us laugh when all we wanted to do is cry in frustration.
The girls? Well, the girls were angels on Earth, with devils inside. They lived in the all-girls dorm, but spent a majority of their free time in ours. Rachael was the tom boy, and a member of the track team. Kelly was the stereotypical bombshell. Ultra-feminine to a fault, she comprised the heart and nurturing of our little family. Rather than make us laugh to forget our pains like Ryan did, she consoled, commiserated with us, soothing our hurts like a mother hen.
Aside from the outward appearances that we all shared, beauty, poise, grace, and fitness, we all had an undying loyalty to each other. We encouraged each other to excel in our academics and athletics, to grow in both mind and body. Each of us was on the Dean's List after that first semester, and we all played a sport, some of us two sports. There was little about each other that we didn't share.
It wasn't always like that though. In the very beginning, drawn together by mutual needs and fears, we nevertheless held back some integral parts of our lives. The story I'm here to tell is the journey we traveled, the trials we faced, and the pains we inflicted on ourselves and each other before we became the close knit family that we eventually became. TBC