Student Government Conference

OK. Together Again

I had a Jeep Cherokee. Red. It was usually used for grocery (read: beer) runs or to take a wagonload of dudes to the bars or movies. It had a name. Reggie. On the appointed day at the appointed time, I took Reggie to the airport and waited for my 6'3" tall boyfriend to get off his plane with all of his luggage. The transfer had gone through (which was fairly unusual for the University) and Fr. Joe had arranged for Erich to get an empty bunk on the same floor as our clown car.

I'm not gonna lie - I was sweating like a menopausal woman as I waited to pick Erich up. Had I forced him to transfer? Had I enticed him to make a major life choice? Then again, Bobby was the one who fucked him...well, I had already done that, too. While I felt a line of body-water run down my spine, my BigBoy walked out of the terminal carrying two bags on his shoulders and dragging two suitcases. Holy Fuck! My dream was coming true!

South Bend is not the international airport that it pretends to be. On football weekends it's full of private planes as all the old, angry, white dudes come in for the game. My family being full of them...old angry white dudes and private planes. Normally I hated sitting in Reggie waiting for the most recent flight to disgorge. Today, I was in heaven.

I jumped out against TSA regulations and opened the tailgate so Erich could put his bags in the the back. Erich looked at me with the most soulful eyes full of tears and grabbed me into one of his back-cracking hugs. I choked into his muscular chest and mumbled, "Welcome home." Yes, I kissed Erich in front of everyone at South Bend Airport. No shame. This was my bruv. I knew I loved him and I would do anything for him.

As I drove back to campus, with both of us wiping our eyes and trying to get composed. I told Erich where he was going to live. "It's around the elevator lobby from us, but that doesn't mean you can't stay in our room, or I can't stay in your room. Fr. Joe threw the previous resident out for drug use. You'll be living with the son of the richest man from Vietnam. No joke. His name is Percy and he's very nice. A little strange, but very nice."

None of this bothered Erich in the least. He was here and had made the mental adjustment to be here. "We'll get you a student ID on Monday, when you'll have to register for all your classes. Until then, meals are on the house. Everyone is super happy to have you here. Fuck! We'll all graduate together...two years down the road!" We were at a red light and Erich reached one giant gorilla arm over, pulled me by the back of the head and gave me a huge kiss.

"Is Bobby going to be OK with this?" I shook me head and said, "Erich, you do remember having his dick up you ass, don't you? Bobby isn't in it for the sex and neither am I. We're just thrilled you're here with us." Tears again.

We parked in D-2000 which is what we called the most remote parking lot, and carried, muscled, and dragged all of Erich's bags back to the dorm. I was not at all surprised to see Fr. Joe in his University track suit waiting to greet us. The former rugby captain wrapped Erich up in a big, manly hug and then pushed him back by the shoulders. Fr. Joe looked Erich in the eyes very intensely and said, "You are in your new house. You are always welcome here. You may call on me at any time - day or night." Erich broke down again. Normally I would be really put-off by a guy who cried so much; but this was a life-changing event for Erich. And, fuck, I had to deal with Jeremy every time he got dumped by that soulless bitch. Being cried upon was something I was accustomed to.

Fr. Joe took BigBoy into his office and gave him keys and a swipecard. That fine man could not have been nicer to the giant, quaking violet I had on my hands. Then Fr. Joe said, "I think Percy is waiting for you guys." OK. Get ready to meet your new roommate.

Percy was literally the son of the richest man in Vietnam. Percy was strange, friendly, and totally accepting. Percy would get naked and take a two-hour dump and then shower at 2:00 in the morning. Percy also kept a sidearm under his mattress and would close the drapes so he could drive golf balls at the window. A character to say the least.

"Pears, here's your new roommate." I shoved my big shy boyfriend through the door. Percy, wearing nothing but boxers as was his custom, said, "Oh, you bought me a big one!" Percy wasn't gay, but Bobby and I had used his empty bunk to hook up on a few occasions. Percy was even shorter than me; maybe about 5'5" but the guy was super athletic. He was a gymnast and forced me to work out three times a week. "Well, let's get this loveable fuck's luggage up into the room so he can relax.

And that was that. We got Erich transferred. He was living with us. He was happy.

Erich came down the hall from his and Percy's room. I could tell he was comfortable because he was only wearing boxers and a T-shirt. I was sitting on the main couch with Polio, Jeremy, and Bobby. Yeah we all sat next to each other to watch a movie or a game. Hairy legs rubbing together and all. Erich came through the door and even before I could say anything, Polio (wearing nothing but his shorts) said, "Hey, Erich take a chair!" I loved my roommates. Erich sat down in one of the overstuffed chairs that my uncle had given us. These things were not only indestructible but more than one of us had had sex in them, and they still didn't break.

Bobby asked, "How's the move in process?" These guys had fucked, and Bobby was treating Erich like he was a golf partner at the county club. Well... he treated me that way too. Erich pulled in a deep breath and said, "I thought this was going to be brutal. But it's been the smoothest thing ever." I burst out laughing and rubbed my hand over Polio's very hairy chest. "Smooth? You haven't seen this motherfucker in the shower!" That put Erich immediately at ease. He was no longer ashamed by his hairy legs, his giant feet, or anything else. He was hanging with the bros.

Polio shoved my hand off his chest and laughed. Polio and I didn't have the best friendship, but we could make each other laugh. And he was a hairy motherfucker. Erich was in heaven. He was at a Catholic university, fully accepted, living in one of dorms, and everyone liked him. I'm sure in the back of Erich's head he was waiting for the bubble to burst, for the Hindenburg to come down for this experiment to end in disaster.

Then Percy came through the door. Cute little Vietnamese boy sat on the floor cross-legged and said, "What are we watching?" If Polio's acceptance of Erich meant a lot to him, Percy's casual sitdown meant even more. That Asian Fucker could have killed us all in under five minutes. But he loved primetime serial TV. Percy was a magnificent guy.

By the time we got tired, I had to take Erich back to his new room. Percy was supposed to be his roommate, but Percy was was not dumb. He could tell that Erich and I were into each other. He was so private and so discrete. Percy went to his bed. Erich and I got naked.

I started stroking Erich. He started stroking me. I asked, as was my custom, "What do you want to do, Bigboy?" Erich said, "This day was going to be miserable. But everyone made it so good. Fuck me." Yeah I wanted to fuck my naked new dormate. But after all he had been through, I couldn't just do it to him.

Until he grabbed my hard penis and guided it into his ass. What the fuck, Dude? He and I literally made love.

I literally made love with my big, tall, giant boyfriend. It was slow and gentle. He kept apologizing for his "Big, flabby asscheeks." I didn't care. I still fucked him, and then it was my turn again.