My Freshman Year

My name is Dave, I begin my college freshman year today, I come from a small Midwestern town, I’ve never been out of the state, hell I’ve never been out of the county. I got accepted to a good New York college that’s only about a hour from New York City. I flew into the city with 2 suitcases and a duffle bag, the airport was a mess, I had to wait 2 hours for a shuttle arranged by the college, then another hour and a half as we waited for a late straggler. There were 4 of us on the mini bus, we had a hour plus trip so we got to know each other. I’ve known for years I was a closeted gay, but coming from my small town roots had a lot to keeping me that way. Perhaps some of the attraction to being this close to NYC might be my chance to finally be myself, and meet more people like me. Heck I didn’t know a soul.

I moved into my dorm, my roommate Jim seemed to be a dick, a real homophobic, jock, ladies man, at least that was my first impression of him. So be it, I set my room up, we spoke briefly, he’s already figured the lay of the land, so I headed out to explore, with schedule in hand and dad’s credit card, to buy what would become useless text books, and supplies that I couldn’t bring with me on the plane. About two hours later I found myself back at the dorm practically being shunned by my new roommate and his new friends that were congregating in our room, yeah and sitting on my bed. Feeling unwelcome I dropped off my recent purchases, turned around and just left, one saying “ok then, nice meeting you farmer boy”, as they all giggled, and as I walked away and tossed them the bird. A truly disappointing first day. I came back about 2 hours later to an empty room and fell asleep. I heard Jim come in about 2am waking me up, it was apparent he had been drinking.

On Sunday, I woke around 6 am and went for a run, stopped at the dining hall for breakfast, came back took a shower. Jim was still out sound asleep, I went to the floor common room watched some TV, met a few fellow dorm mates. I then attended an orientation meeting at 10, headed out to the dining hall for lunch after. Back to the dorm, hungover Jim was just waking, he took a shower and finally talked to me, asking questions on the bookstore, dining halls and his missing orientation, he also gave me the “sock on the doorknob lecture”, then I was only good for him to fill him in on what he missed. I’ve made up my mind then and there he was useless.

Monday I got up and headed to my first class, psychology 101, I was early, 3 others beat me, the room was huge, it seats at least 150-200 stadium style, with fold away pocket desks alongside each Seat. I chose a spot about half way up center of the row, as I watched kids entering from both sides beginning as a trickle and slowly building to a mass entry, it was obvious this room would be pretty full.

I people watched the faces and body movements as they entered, when I made eye contact with some random guy. I thought to myself this guy was drop dead gorgeous, clean shaven, nicely groomed brown hair, square chiseled jawbone, cute dimples, broad shoulders, wearing a brown Corduroy jacket over a light tan very tight fitting tee shirt and obviously new dark blue skinny jeans, with a nice pair of “city” cowboy boots. I kept glancing his way as he made his way up the center aisle, and unbelievably started into my row, as he got closer I moved my stuff off the seat next to me and placed it on the floor. This guy, even though there were still empty seats to be had, sat down right next to me. He introduced himself as Josh I told him I was Dave, we made small talk and he was friendly and my first welcome change to my week, we spoke until the class started.

After class we continued our conversation a bit as we walked and I found out he lived in a nearby town, and commuted, soon we parted ways as we headed to our next classes. I liked this guy, but wasn’t sure if there was anything mutual, I considered him my first friend on campus. We sat together every day in psych 101, he was always at the top of his game, he was always looking fine, at least in my eyes. We always walked from class together, we became closer, and we even made arrangements to meet for lunch and teamed up for the psych homework.

One day Josh came in to class and seemed unusually fidgety as he was bouncing his right leg next to mine as if he were listening to music, then occasionally he’d pop it to his right, touching mine, then back to up and down, then into me again, it was unusual and odd for him. Then out of nowhere he put his arm on top of mine, on the shared chair arm, and began tapping the back of my hand with his fingers, as he continued to tap his foot and give the occasional pop to the right into mine. At the end of class we proceeded toward our next class as usual.

I was perplexed, and wished I had the courage to make a move, could he have been making one towards me? I’ve known him about 2 weeks now, we know a lot about each other but I’m too shy to make the first move. It was Friday and we had made arrangements to have lunch at a dining hall on campus, as I had no car, and I could have him attend as a paid guest on my student ID. We met and he ordered a salad and a side of boneless wings, I got a burger and fries. Our talk became more personal, he asked about my family, my redneck home town, and if I had any girlfriends in high school. I kind of brushed the girlfriend question off, as on again off again but nothing serious, and girls were more “friends” rather than “girlfriends”. He went on to tell me more about his escapades, as he briefly touched on sexuality. I began to panic and quickly led the conversation in a different direction.

Josh had given me every opportunity to make a move but I somehow blew it, did I want to? Over the course of the next few days, I was more aware of him, and he seemed to be touching me more, in one way it made me uncomfortable but in another way it made me want and fantasize about him, or us. Was he making advances toward me? Or was I fantasizing what I wished?

The following Friday he drove me to lunch in town where we ate what I’ll call real food, we both got a huge turkey club and a soup. I told him I’d like to see NYC sometime, but needed some courage to figure out the busses and the lay of the land. Out of nowhere he offered I come home with him tonight and we could drive down to the city in the morning. I said really? He replied of course, I can show you the whirlwind tour, we can stop where you want, we’ll make a day if it. I took him up on the offer and he told me to meet him with some clothes after his last class at 3.

I welcomed a weekend away from Jim in my dorm, Josh drove me to his house, it was a large house on a small piece of land, but with manicured lawns and gardens, stone façade, the foyer had marble floors and it must have been a 20 foot ceiling, with a circular staircase. Josh’s family must be loaded I thought. The interior looked huge, living room was to the right, the formal dining room to the left, down the entry hall was the kitchen on the left and a quaint and invitingly comfy family room on the right, the back wall was all glass with glass doors entering out onto a stone deck with an outdoor kitchen, cabana type seating around a built in pool, with majestically raised gardens hiding all signs of neighbors. Josh just watched my face as I was coming from a 1900’s Midwest small house, I must have been a sight.

He said his parents were away, we continued the tour upstairs, 4 bedrooms off of a marble floor hall, each room had its own full size bath, we breezed past looking into the master and his room, and made our way to the guest room for me. All I could say was unbelievable. He said we could head down to the pool for a swim before we grabbed a bite for dinner, I told him I didn’t have a suit, and he proceeded back to his room tossing me a suit saying this should work. I went back and put on his Speedo type very tight suit as he emerged wearing a matching suit, I was very self conscious as the light tan color revealed my developing bulge. Josh unconsciously was adjusting his, as we approached the stairs, by pulling down on the leg holes, shifting his package inside. I noticed His smooth lower butt cheeks sticking out of the under the material of the tight suit

We got out, it was still late summer but he dove right in hands over head, I slipped in feet first, crap the water was heated, so in I slipped. We fooled around splashing and tossing a football as we beat each other with pool noodles. We finally settled down on two inflatable pool floats as he turned up the power jets and we circled the currents in the pool. Josh got down of the float and climbed up the ladder, I could practically see his ass through the material, Christ I looked down at my crotch and sure enough my dick was practically visible as was my brown curlys, now I was more self conscious. Josh opened a cabinet door which was a fridge and tossed me a beer as he faced me to get back in the pool I couldn’t help but to practically see his package through the wet suit. He slid in, sat on an underwater seat as he sipped his beer and asked me up to join him.

I sat next to him, sipping my beer, as we talked mostly about the house and his family. I was a bit embarrassed and uncomfortable telling him about mine, but I did . It was obvious he was checking me out, as I was him, he had a great torso with a fine “V” cut abdomen leading to a nicely large dick that I could see was tucked between his balls, as his slender but muscular legs covered with a fine brown fur led to the most sexy feet I’ve seen.

He asked if he should BBQ some burgers or get a pizza, and he finally made up my mind for me and ordered a pizza. He stood up out of the water on the seat, I think deliberately, his crotch was maybe 4 inches from my face, teasing me, and I couldn’t help but stare, I think his dick moved, as he turned away to grab 2 more beers. I was rock hard, but tried to hide it, though unsuccessfully as I caught hum staring. All this sexual tension between us and neither one of us acting on it, except he was taunting me, frankly I was scared to act, because if I was rejected what would happen to our friendship or how could I get back to campus tonight?

Soon the bell rang, he yanked my hand pulling me up as we dripped onto the marble floors, my dick was in an obvious tent as I followed that beautiful tight see through ass, we answered the door, Josh handed me the pizza and handed the guy a tip. I’m not sure where the tip money even came from, but frankly I didn’t care.

As I stood there with the pizza, Josh said “well are you going to put it down or do you want to try to balance it on that boner you have” embarrassed I apologized, as he closed the door, led me back to one of the cabana tent rooms on the deck, where he pulled 2 more beers, where we ate and continued to talk, at one point he made a sexual type innuendo, he opened the box and folded a slice to his mouth. Me embarrassed even more took a slice and tried and failed to copy his folding technique. He just stared, waiting for a reply from me, I frankly was at a loss for words, and as he smiled, and slapped his thighs, and spread his sitting position, exposing his crotch area more, where my eyes seemingly were glued. I began to relax yet with trepidation as what do I do next, but the shy withdrawn person I was, I changed the topic. We finished the pizza, went back into the pool and horse played till dark, occasionally brushing against each other’s body. I was so horned up, yet I still couldn’t bring myself to make a move. He on the other hand seemed to be teasing me more and enjoying it, trying to get me to make a move back, I’ve reviewed it in my mind over and over and I can’t figure out why I couldn’t make a move. I was lost in a fantasy about this guy and here he is basically offering himself to me and I froze.

Soon he said we should turn in as we had a big day planned in the city tomorrow. We cleaned up our mess and bottles and cans and headed up the stairs to our rooms, yup “our” rooms. To my disappointment he peeled off into his room as I went to the specified guest room, as he said good night. His door was a jar and the light shown out in the hall, I shut off my light and replaced my Speedo with a pair of briefs and climbed into bed, angry with myself, yet disappointed, when he remained in his room as I saw the light in the hallway go out. I thought multiple times, should I go to his room? Yet my fright soon had me falling asleep.

It’s been weeks since I’ve had a good sleep in the dorm beds, I don’t know if it was the quiet of this house, the plushness of the bed, or the beers that I really wasn’t used to drinking as we did, but I had a wonderful, comfortable sleep and was out cold. I suddenly awoke, it was still very dark out, and it had to be the wee hours of the morning. I felt somewhat startled, when I realized someone was in bed with me, I was being spooned, and hugged with an arm over my side gently brushing across my naked chest and pecks, he was shirtless as well, and I felt his semi erect cock pressed into my brief covered ass. Was he naked? Again I continued to pretend I was asleep as I changed position brushing my hand across his waist, feeling his waistband, so no, he has some kind of underwear on. My movements caused us to change positions and I was now spooning him. To my regret I still didn’t make a move, even though my mind was racing, I heard him begin a snoring process and shortly after I fell back asleep. But his presence next to me and feeling his body and heat pressing against me, made me extremely comfortable and oddly relaxed, but surely he felt my hard on, but off to sleep I slid.