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"What do you mean there's no elevator?" My arms strained with the weight of
my desktop monitor.

"I mean, there isn't an elevator on this side of the building and you can't
get over here from the other side. You're just going to have to carry
everything up like everybody else."  The dorm advisor then gave me a
grimace that somehow made her even uglier than she had appeared earlier
which seemed impossible.  I turn away from that hideous face and
reluctantly begin my accent up the stairs to my dorm on the 5th floor.
Sweat covered my palms as I tried to keep a hold on that which I had worked
so hard for the past summer.

Even though I had worked hard over the summer, I had fun doing it.  My job
at Phil's Gym in my hometown, allowed for extra incentives beyond the
medical plan.  The hot, heath conscience males that frequented the gym kept
my eyes busy every day.  The more eventful days came from looking at the
right guy, the right way, at the right time.  A sly wink in the hallway, a
phone number slipped into my sweaty hand, or even a quick flash of cock in
the lockeroom were all the extent of my sexual experiences so far.  I'm not
a bad looking guy at 18 years old.  I'm 5.10, 160lbs and fairly cut (I get
to use the gym for free).  My brown hair is cut short to show my boyish
face and light green eyes. My hope for the future, when it comes to Sean
O'Brien's sex life rests on solely on College.  It if doesn't happen here,
it's just not going to happen.

"Number 53-A," I whispered to myself with relief as I approached the
entrance to my room.  I pushed on the partly open door with the back of the
monitor and moved inside.  My dorm really wasn't that bad, compared to some
of the smaller rooms I had seen with I visited over the summer.  After the
main door of the suite there was a foyer with two doors on the left and
right.  Beyond those doors were two-person dorm rooms with bathrooms.  I
found if funny that something so small could pass as a suite but I guess in
your average Urban University, space was limited.  I went to the door on
the right and put the monitor down just inside on the only empty desk,
which I assumed was mine.  Someone had already brought there stuff up,
begun unpacking, and judging from the toilet flush that came from behind
the closed door, christen the bathroom.  Even before the bowl finished
flushing, the door swung open and a rather tall and strong boy strutted
towards me and grabbed my hand.

"Name's Trevor," he boomed with his low tones as he wrapped his massive,
and not to mention wet, hand around mine.  He hadn't had time to wash them
so the wetness I felt could only be...

"What's yours, man?"

"Sean, its, um, nice to meet you," I managed to mutter as he finally let go
of my hand.  I slyly wiped the urine on my pants without him noticing and
took a good look, taking him in with my eyes.  He was cute; I'll give him
that.  Cute in that big dumb-ass jock sort of way that would get him play
no matter where he went or what he did.  Dressed in work out shorts and a
rather tight T-shirt, he smiled and looked at me once again.

"So, you're my little roomie.  Oh, by the way dude, I've got the bottom
bunk."

As I rode the top bunk that night after successfully moving in to College
life, I could tell that this year was not going to be anything like I had
expected.  I was 18, gay, living with a cute asshole who snores like a
foghorn, sleeping on bunk beds, and thinking of excuses that would get me
out of reality and back home and in my real bed.  After a half-hour or so,
I gave up and fell asleep.


  Part 2

I decided that the worst thing about being on the top bunk is that your
alarm clock is down near the ground and your not.  I took me five minutes
to get annoyed enough with the incessant beeping to climb down and shut the
damn thing off.  It was 9 am and the charmer himself was nowhere to be seen
- early classes I hoped because then I wouldn't have to fight him for the
shower and lose.  My first class didn't start until 11, thank god. The room
was dark and unfamiliar but I managed to find the light switch, only after
stubbing my toes a couple times.  Still groggy and sporting some massive
morning wood in my boxer-briefs, I opened the front door and reached for
the paper.  Surprised at finding only linoleum I then realized just in time
for the door to my room to lock shut that I wasn't at home anymore.

"Shit," was all I could say after trying the doorknob because if this was
going to happen to anyone, it was going to happen to me, that much was
clear.  I rested my head on the door with a thud and closed my eyes.  If
things didn't start looking up real soon I was going to reconsider the
whole higher education thing for a simpler existence, possibly homelessness
or even hustling.  On the bright side, I might become more confident with
being sparsely clothed and outside.

"No key, huh," an amused voice whispered quietly from behind.  I spun
around startled and found a smiling face that I didn't recognize but wish I
could get to know.  The boy was hot, to say the least but that wouldn't do
him justice.  His light hair was cut much like mine but his features were
much stronger.  A square jaw with soft lines framed his A&F good looks
and his wide smile made me feel like I was his best friend in the world.  I
decided that he had just been running because his face was flushed and he
was breathing heavily.  His tight Grey shirt was soaked through on the
chest and under the arms and the dark blue shorts he was wearing were high
enough to reveal his powerful legs.  I suddenly felt very naked after his
wide blue eyes made a downward trip to my Grey boxers and then quickly back
up again.  I also realized that the thin cotton was doing nothing for
hiding the protruding boner that I had the entire time.  Nonchalantly as
possible, I moved my hands in front of my package to hide my hardon and
then managed a quick smile.  It had been silent for some time before I was
able to speak.

"Uh, yeah.  It's kinda funny, really.  I came out to get the paper and then
realized that there isn't one."

He ran his fingers through his wet hair, sighed, and gave a look of
reassurance that wasn't mocking or patronizing in the slightest.

"You can come to my room if you want, I don't have class until 11 today so
we can hang out until your roommate comes back, if that's ok? Oh, I almost
forgot, the name's Keith." He extended his hand to me and I took it
eagerly, a little too eagerly perhaps.  I still kept one hand down to cover
my crotch.

"Sean, nice to meet you -- and thanks man."

"I can lend you some clothes too," he said almost without laughing.  He
rested his hand on my bare shoulder and we walked to the 53-B.  He swiped
his key card and held the door open, motioning me inside.  He followed
close behind.


  Part 3

"Have a seat Sean, I'll get you something to put on."  Keith pulled the top
drawer of his dresser open and fished out a pair of pants and a blue shirt
and handed them to me. I sat down on the edge of his bed and tried not to
look nervous.  I must have looked pretty pathetic because he gave me this
consoling look and then patted my shoulder.

"Its really ok dude, don't feel bad.  I won't tell anyone about this. It'll
be our little secret, alright?"  I nodded and cracked a smile that I hoped
would put his conscience at rest.  The truth was that I was just so
uncomfortable and nervous in his presence that, even if I wanted to, I
couldn't act normal.

"I'll just be a minute," he said softly and then turned towards the
bathroom.  Grabbing some clothes on the way in, he flipped the bathroom
light on but then didn't close the door.  Facing the opposite wall, he
peeled off his damp shirt and threw it on the floor.  The bright florescent
lighting caught every muscle and curve of his back.  Chiseled and wet was
the way to describe his body as he dropped his shorts to the floor and
revealed one tight ass.  I moved my eyes down for a moment; afraid he would
catch me looking.  I was squeezing the hell out of the clothes he had given
me without even realizing.  I took the opportunity to pull on the khakis
and shirt he had given me. The pants fit nicely but the light blue T was so
tight that I was surprised that I hadn't ripped it while putting it on.
Anyway, it already had a three-inch tear right across the chest. Had Keith
picked this one specifically for me to wear and see me in or had he grabbed
the first shirt he found?  I also couldn't decide if he was changing with
the door open to give me an opportunity to peek or if he had forgotten to
close it.

"I saw your roommate yesterday." Keith emerged from the bathroom wearing
khakis and an open dress shirt.  He sat down across from me in an
overstuffed chair and put his bare feet up on the arm.

"He was moving some stuff inside and completely ignored me even after I
said hi." I guess I was listening but I couldn't get my eyes off his bare
chest.  His shirt's tails were pushed behind his body to reveal his hard
stomach.  I was almost sure that he wasn't wearing underwear because his
Khaki's sat so low on his hips that I could follow his trail of light hair
from his chest to his lower abs.

"Sean?" I looked up quickly but I was sure he had seen me looking.

"Yeah, I know what you mean.  He isn't exactly a people person.  I think
things have always gone his way up till now. People must have done whatever
he wanted them to do for him back home.  I'm not going to walk on egg
shells around him, that's for sure." I tried to sound confident but I would
probably end up following his orders anyway.  I'm not one for conflict.

"I know what you mean, dude.  My roommate, Alex, has been one big pain in
the ass since the beginning."  I noticed that Keith's eyes were on my chest
and I couldn't resist looking down at myself to see what he was looking at.

"Oh, sorry," he muttered and then moved his eyes back to mine.

"I was just remembering the last time I wore that shirt."  Sitting up, he
leaned closer to me and rested his elbows on his knees.

"It was about a year ago and at the beach.  I went with a few friends and
one night we all decided to sneak onto this private beach.  My shirt got
snagged going over the chain-link fence that went around the beach."  He
reached out slowly with his right hand.

"It caught me right here..." He traced the length of the tear with his
finger along my chest.  I couldn't help but shiver with his touch.  Finding
the end of the opening, he grazed my nipple before letting his hand fall to
the bed beside me.  His ice blue eyes slowly moved from my chest and then
up to my face where they met my own nervous eyes.  He must have noticed
that I was trembling because he smiled and then brought up his hand from
the bed and rested it on my thigh.

"I thought so," was all he said with his soft voice before he rose out of
his seat and leaned his face toward mine.  Supporting his weight with his
left hand on the bed, his other hand moved up my outer thigh and around to
my lower back.  His face was moments from mine as he paused only to make
one last smile before planting his lips over mine.  I closed my eyes but I
could still feel his hand inside my shirt and slowly moving up my bare
back.  I could feel the weight of his body as he continued to lean over
till we were both lying down on the bed.  His tongue entered my mouth and
met mine as his left hand grasped my shoulder.  Passive was the least I
could call myself because I would have let him do anything he wanted to me
and would have never asked for anything in return.  Finally able to move my
stunned arms, I reached inside his open shirt and wrapped both arms tightly
around his waist.  With this sign of acceptance, Keith picked up the pace
and began to move his hands down to my pants.  Arching his back to get some
room between us, he undid the button, pulled the zipper, and inched my
boxer-briefs off my ass in the back.  He pulled his face away from mine
just far enough to speak.

"I've seen these boxers before, I just haven't seen what's in them yet." He
slid his body down so that his face was above my boxers.  My cock was
tenting the thin cotton and Keith began to feel it with his tongue through
the fabric.  Only after he had thorough soaked the front of my under-shorts
did he then pull them over my thighs and to the floor with the pants.  My
rock hard cock sprang to attention, which invoked a wicked smile from my
new friend's face.

"Now that's what I've been looking for," Keith whispered before taking my
member into his wet mouth.  I moaned at this new sensation that was all I
could have imagined and more.  His lips, tight around my cock, moved along
its length till they reached the base.  He inhaled the scent of my crotch
as the dark hair tickled his lips.  Bringing his head up, my wet cock
slipped from his mouth and slapped to my stomach.  Saliva still connected
his bottom lip and my cock head before dripping to the warm skin of my
thigh.

"Has anyone ever done this to you before, Sean?" he asked licking the spit
from his bottom lip.

"No, you're the first," I managed to say between breaths.  That beautiful
face lit up with eager anticipation.

"I'll give you one to remember, baby."  Keith started to suck my cock again
but this time he bobbed up and down with a wonderful rhythm that made my
whole body quiver in excitement.  He moved his hands blindly along my
chest, moving my shirt up as he went.  Tucking the cloth under my arms, he
was free to explore my bare chest without opposition.  He tweaked my
nipples with the tips of his fingers and then ran his fingers along the
ridges of my abs.  I ran my fingers through his damp hair and held the back
of his strong neck with my right hand.  I was close and I didn't want to
loose my load this early. There was so much more to do.

"Whoa there," I warned as I lifted his head off my slippery cock.  Keith
smacked his wet lips and understood.

"Don't want to do that just yet, man."  With one deft movement, Keith
jumped onto the bed and stood straight up with one foot on either side of
my bare torso.  From my point of view, he appeared as a towering Greek
statue, only one wearing Abercrombie & Fitch.  Not for long, anyway, I
thought as he moved his shoulders back and let the open shirt fall to the
floor.  He was sweating, just as much as I was which made me notice that we
had heated that small dorm room fairly quickly.  His khakis were so low on
his hips that just undoing the first button made them to fall from his
waist to the bed.

"Holy shit," was all I could say after seeing the piece of meat that boy
had managed to hide in his pants.  It was easily 8 inches long and he
wasn't even completely hard yet.  He cracked a big smile, kicked his pants
off his foot, and grabbed the long bone with his fist.  I finally slipped
off the tight shirt that he had rolled up under my arms and placed it next
to me on the bed.  Now laying completely naked below my horse-hung god, he
slowly jerked his cock to a rock hard state before my eyes. Completely
erect now, Keith kneeled down on the bed, straddling my chest with his
powerful thighs and teasing my face with his cock head.  Sliding the head
along my chest, my chin and then over my hot lips was enough to make me
moan with anticipation for what was about to occur.  I ran my hands over
his hard stomach and cupped his low balls with my palm.  He threw his head
back, tossing beads of sweat that had formed on his chin to the floor.

"Yeah, man.  You want it?" he asked sternly with as much of a dominating
tone as he could muster.  I licked my already wet lips and succumbed to his
teasing.  With the next pass his cock head made over my lips, I captured it
with my mouth and took as much as I could inside.  I felt his ass with my
hands and traced the crack with my finger.  His low moan convinced me that
he was enjoying himself but I wanted him to always remember that guy next
door, in the boxers. At that very moment, I wanted to please him more than
anything in the world.  With that train of thought I gently parted his
cheeks with my hands and found his hot hole with my finger.  I pulled his
long cock out of my mouth just long enough to spit on my finger.  I rubbed
the saliva on the outside of his hole, circling the opening for what seemed
like an eternity.  After minutes of teasing, I slipped one finger all the
way up his hot ass.

"Yeah Sean, I want it" he screamed as he raised his arms to run his hands
through his wet hair.  With his cock in my mouth, I look up to see those
beautiful tuffs of dark hair, damp with sweat, that he had under his strong
arms.  I pushed his cock down my throat till my nose met his pubic hair.
His breathing increased and I felt his ass tighten around my finger.

"I'm cumming!" he yelled and his low balls lifted to my chin.  I pulled the
head out of my hot mouth but I kept it right in front of my face.  I jerked
him through the last few moments before his prick erupted spurts of jizz
onto my cheek then up to my forehead.  He groaned from the intensity of the
moment and his cock kept spilling juices onto my eager face.  It was hot
and it hung on my face, dripping down into the shallow of my neck.  After
five or six good sized spurts, the eruptions ceased and I pulled my finger
from his open hole.

He let his upper body fall towards me, holding himself up only by his arms
that he placed on either side of my head.  He lowered his head to my cum
drenched face where his mouth found mine.  Kissing with a post-orgasmic
gentleness, Keith didn't seem to mind tasting his own cum on my lips and I
sure as hell didn't mind.  He moved his lips across my wet cheek and to
find my ear.

"Fuck me, Sean! I want you to fuck me!"  He spoke the words with a slow
but forceful voice, which I took as an order that he wanted followed. I
tilted my head towards his and gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Only because your such a sweat talker."  Grabbing the ripped shirt I had
next to me, I wiped his jizz off of my face.  I flipped him off of me and
to the side with my legs and then straddled him. I moved my head down to
taste his chest.  I lapped up the salty sweat off his magnificent chest and
flicked his already hard nipples with the tip of my tongue.  I lifted his
thick arms above his head and revealed those wonderful pits to my eager
mouth.  I licked them till there wasn't a drop of sweat remaining, only my
saliva.  I could feel his entire body wriggling in pleasure beneath my
legs.  Having had my way with his body for some time, I decided to kill the
foreplay and get down and dirty with the business at hand, no matter how
pleasurable it would be for me.  I could have easily blown a load just from
feeling that magnificent body benieth me but I controlled myself.  I moved
off his body and lifted his knees over my shoulders, scooting my crotch up
into his ass.  I let my cock slip down his crack a few times and poked his
hole gently with the head of my cock.  I positioned my head over my cock
head and mustered up as much spit as I could in my mouth before letting it
fly onto my rock hard member.  Moving the spit around with my hands lubed
my cock and I was ready for action.

"Oh yeah, sweetie.  Honey, give me your cock.  Don't be afraid of hurting
me, man.  My hole is always ready."  On that motivating note, I threw my
hips forward, as far as they would go, plunging my wet cock deep inside my
new friend's eager asshole.

"Fuck yeah!"  Keith screamed with excitement and a little pain too, I
decided.  I pulled out, up to the cock head, and quickly fucked it back
inside.  After getting a rhythm going and moving my hips accordingly, I
felt in control.  This unbelievable sensation was something I couldn't
describe.  The feeling of being inside this man and knowing that he wanted
what was happening just as much as I did somehow justified the act.  Keith
crunched his amazing abs and brought his torso up to mine.  His face, now
much closer, stared eagerly into mine.  I couldn't believe the strength he
had in his abdominals to hold himself up off the bed, parallel to my body,
while I held his legs and fucked his hole.  He reached around my tense neck
and folded his arms against my glistening back.  As if he wasn't attached
to me enough ways, he brought his lips to mine which completed the
sensation that we were one entity: homogeneous in nature: inseparable.
Staring at him, eye to eye, somehow made me feel dominance for the first
time since we had met.  I was in control and could give him as much or as
little of anything as I pleased.  I lifted his body with my arms and raised
his body off of the bed.  His arms around my neck and my cock in his ass
kept him on me and my strong legs kept us both from falling over.  I used
my hands to move his ass back and forth on my cock faster than any of my
movements could achieve.  The sweat that covered both our bodies made it
difficult to hold on but I managed to keep him in the air and on my prick.
I could feel my boiling point begin to rise from a distant future to an
impending reality.  My face flushed as I quickened the pace.

"I'm cumming man."  It didn't need to be loud because his face was
practically on mine when I said it.

"I know," was all he replied then he tightened his grip on my back to let
me know that he didn't intend on going anywhere while I dropped my load.  I
nodded and then bit my lower lip.  I could feel my balls tighten against my
body and the intense sensation that was moments away.  I couldn't hold it
anymore but just before I opened the floodgates, Keith covered my mouth
with his and our tongues met for one final exploration.  My vocal response
to shooting my load up his ass was muffled by our final embrace.  A throaty
moan was all that escaped my mouth as I filled his hole with my hot seed.
Six or seven jets later, I was spent and soft inside Keith, which was
exactly where I wanted to stay, forever if possible.  Alas, I had to
eventually let go or my legs would give out from the exertion of holding us
both off the bed.  The kiss ended and I lowered Keith to the bed, pulling
my cock from him into the cold air.

"Up for another go, buddy?" Keith asked lovingly but he knew I was spent
and I would be a while before anything could happen again.  I smiled and
then tackled him to the bed.  We both laughed as we wrestled each other,
one mounting the other and then turning over to crown a new champion.  I
was content with what was happening. I wasn't looking for my shoes and a
way out the door, which was exactly how I pictured my first real sexual
experience.  I didn't want to go anywhere: home, to my room, to class...

"Class," I said again, out loud.  I was on top of Keith and looking around
the room for his clock.  When I found it, all I could say was shit.

"Shit Keith, it's 10:50.  We've got 10 minutes to get showered, dressed,
and seated in class."

"Time flies when your having--" I put my hand over his mouth to stopped the
cliché before he could finish.

"Please, my dad says that."  He laughed from under my palm and managed a
muffled "sorry."

"I don't think being late to the first day of class is a good move."  I
removed my hand and released him from the weight of my body.  I was halfway
to the door before I realized that I was still completely naked.

"Going somewhere?" Keith held up my boxers and stretched the waistband a
few times before throwing them at me.

"What's your first class?" I asked as I pulled them over my thighs.

"World Art History in the Anderson building, room 517."  I looked up from
my boxers, astonished at what he had just said.

"Are you shitting me? That's my next class, dude!"

"Well then I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other," Keith said while
looking rather suggestively at me.  I cracked a big smile and pictured the
upcoming year.  It seemed much more promising than it had only a few hours
earlier.

Keith stood from the bed and the image of his body hit me like a left hook.
He looked like an oiled centerfold ready to shoot photos for a men's
fitness magazine.  His body was slick with the sweat of sex and probably my
own sweat as well.

"Jump in the shower with me and we can walk over together when we're done.
What do ya say?"  My only response was to move towards him and wrap my arms
around his tight waist.

"Lets do it," I said as I kissed his neck.  We walked in the bathroom and
turned on the water.  Keith looked at me and flashed one of his million
dollar smiles before adding one last touch.

"Don't forget to leave the door open. It's a great way to meet guys!"