A multi-part erotic story i'm writing: the ymca: part i

[Bobby Briggs]

I've just gotten started on my new story, BOBBY GOES TO COLLEGE. This is only the beginning and not a lot happening yet, but I'm planning for this one to be a very long story, almost a sexy soap opera that can go on as long as I want it to.

BOBBY GOES TO COLLEGE

The beautiful young blonde man reached his hand out and said, “Hi, I’m Dennis. You must be Bobby.”

Bobby smiled and took the beautiful blonde’s hand and gave it three good, firm shakes before letting go. “Yes, I am. Looks like we’re gonna be roommates.”

“Sounds about right,” Dennis said. “Sorry for all the clutter here; I just finished getting all my stuff moved in but haven’t really had time to organize yet.”

“It’s not bad at all,” Bobby said, and it wasn’t. There were just a few boxes and some other random things scattered about, some toiletries like Listerine and Clubman aftershave sitting on the shelf and a few rolled up posters leaned in the corner. The room was bigger than Bobby had expected and he thought he’d still have plenty of room for his own stuff.

“I’m about done with all my shit,” Dennis said. “I’d be happy to help you with your stuff.”

“Thanks,” Bobby said cheerfully. “Honestly, I don’t have that much. I was able to get everything into my car and I don’t have a very big car.”

There were two twin sized beds in the room, one against the wall on the left side and the other one at the right end, also pressed up against the wall. Bobby noticed that his new roommate had already put sheets over his bed and had three big pillows stacked up on the end. Dennis sat down on the bed and said, “Why don’t you take a load off for a minute; tell me about yourself.”

“Okay,” Bobby said, sitting down on the other bed. “Well, I’m nineteen. I am just starting college this year; I took the last year off to go exploring.”

“Cool. What sorta stuff did you do?”

If Bobby was being totally honest, he would tell Dennis, the beautiful blonde, that he had spent the last year rimming and sucking and fucking as many men as he could possibly get his hands on. He had taken a little drive across the country and stopped at a YMCA to have erotic adventures with other strange men. Then he had stopped off in a small town and taken a swim course at the nearby college. This had lead to him meeting Coach Hunter, who had become his new friend when he immediately fucked Bobby up the ass in the big open shower room of the rec area of the college. Most recently, Bobby had visited a bathhouse with Coach Hunter and his boyfriend Cornelio and gotten fucked by lots and lots of different men, not to mention also getting sucked, rimmed, and pissed on. Bobby decided that in this instance, having just met this new person, he had better not tell him all about that stuff, so he just shrugged and said, “Oh, I just went to different places, explored.” He paused. “I did take a swim course for fun, and that was pretty cool.”

“Fun! I love swimming.”

“Oh yeah, me, too; I try to keep active and stay in shape.”

“Yeah, you look like you work out a lot.”

Interesting, Bobby thought to himself. He wondered how he was supposed to take this comment. Was it just a harmless little compliment from one boy to another telling him that he looked physically fit? Or was there something more going on beneath the surface?

“You’re lucky you chose Peter Richards University,” Dennis said. “This place has a great athletic center and a huge pool. Maybe we should go swimming sometime.”

Bobby’s cock was getting hard in his pants just from this conversation. He imagined swimming with this strikingly handsome young man, seeing him wearing nothing but a tight Speedo, hopefully getting to see him totally naked and in the buff in the locker room. Bobby had already taken a moment earlier today to check out the rec center and he had been very pleased to see it did not have those awful private shower stalls. Nope, it had one big, fabulous open room with shower heads mounted into the walls, guaranteeing you’d be naked and on display for everyone else to see.

“That sounds fun,” Bobby said casually, crossing his legs to hide the little bulge that was probably showing in his pants.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“In fact, we don’t even have to share the pool with anybody else. I work at the rec center and I have keys to the building. I sneak in there all the time at night to swim alone.”

“Oh? So I take if you’ve been going here for awhile?”

“Yeah, I’m a sophomore this year, but I’m 21 because I started late. If you ever want me to buy you some beer, it’s no problem.”

Bobby grinned. “Gee, thanks. I do like to drink sometimes.”

“It doesn’t have to be beer. I could get you whatever you want.”

“Well, I am partial to vodka,” Bobby said.

“Hey, me too!” Dennis said enthusiastically. “I can definitely get us some. We can make martinis or vodka tonics or whatever you like. Just don’t tell anyone about it, because I’ll get in trouble.”

“I can keep a secret,” Bobby said, the slightest note of seduction in his voice.

Bobby took a moment to just let his eyes soak up Dennis in all his glory. His hair was a shaggy blonde color and Bobby was amused to note that he actually looked a little bit like the cartoon version of Dennis The Menace, except a grown up version. He had the same color and style of hair and also some super cute little freckles punctuating his face every few inches. Bobby looked down at his legs, how strong and muscular they looked, and just perfectly hairy enough. They were very sexy, masculine looking legs. Bobby’s cock twitched in his pants as he started to imagine how it would feel to squeeze those legs, to squeeze them really tight in his hands and soak up the feeling. Dennis was wearing a blue tank-top and so his arms were totally exposed, much to Bobby’s delight. He had very nice arms, also quite muscular, not totally ripped like Arnold Schwarzenegger in his prime, but nicely defined and hard looking, as if he did bench presses frequently. Bobby allowed himself a brief moment to fantasize about squeezing those arms, maybe giving them a good squeeze while Dennis was thrusting away deep up inside Bobby’s ass. Finally, he took a moment to observe his eyes, which were a lovely blue color. They were very sexy eyes because they looked very kind; they made his entire face look nice and unassuming, like someone you could easily get along with.

Dennis began speaking again, snapping Bobby out of his little daydream. “I’m studying sports medicine for my major, so that’s why I work at the rec center and I hang out there a lot. I think it’s important to keep in shape.”

“Me, too,” Bobby said. “You only get one body and it’s important to try and keep it healthy.”

“I agree. You know, I think we’re gonna get along just fine as roommates.”

Bobby smiled. “Yes, I also think…”

At that moment there was a little knock at the door and Bobby wasn’t able to finish his sentence. The door was not completely closed and it swung gently open a moment later. A young brunette woman poked her head in and said, “Knock knock.”

“Hey, babe,” Dennis said, standing up and going over to the woman. Bobby’s heart practically sank as he watched his new roommate give the woman a big kiss on the mouth. “Bobby, this is Laura, my girlfriend.”

Fuck! Bobby thought to himself, crushed with disappointment, although he managed to give the girl a fairly normal smile and stand up to extend his hand. “Nice to meet you; I’m Bobby,” he said as they shook.

“I was wondering if I’d get to see who Dennis is rooming with before I took off,” Laura said with a smile. “Good to meet you; did you just arrive?”

“Yeah, a few minutes ago,” Bobby nodded.

“We’ve just finished unpacking. I’m driving back home in a minute.” She turned her attention back over to Dennis. “You sure you have everything you need?”

“Yup, I think I got everything,” Dennis said, giving her another kiss, this time on the cheek. Bobby felt like vomiting. “I’ll walk you out,” Dennis said as the two began to head towards the open door.

“I’ll see you later,” Laura said to Bobby. “It was good to have met you.”

Bobby smiled, although it took an effort. He was already feeling a jealousy that he knew was not entirely logical towards this young woman. As they were having their conversation, Bobby had been starting to get a feeling from Dennis, a feeling that he might be interested in him as more than just a roommate, but now this. Dennis had a girlfriend and that meant Bobby would have to let his fantasies remain just that, fantasies. He knew it was a little silly to feel this way, but he couldn’t help it; the disappointment inside him was almost crushing.

TO BE CONTINUED

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“I’ll see you later,” Laura said to Bobby. “It was good to have met you.”

Bobby smiled, although it took an effort. He was already feeling a jealousy that he knew was not entirely logical towards this young woman. As they were having their conversation, Bobby had been starting to get a feeling from Dennis, a feeling that he might be interested in him as more than just a roommate, but now this. Dennis had a girlfriend and that meant Bobby would have to let his fantasies remain just that, fantasies. He knew it was a little silly to feel this way, but he couldn’t help it; the disappointment inside him was almost crushing.

“I’ll be right back,” Dennis said as he and Laura headed out the door. Bobby listened to their footsteps get quieter as they made their way down the hallway. He stood up off the bed and started to take a look around at the room he’d be living in for the next nine months or so. It was surprisingly spacious and it had a few extra perks that Bobby had gotten by sheer accident. It was a corner room at the very last end of the hallway and it was also on the top floor, so it had really fabulous high ceilings. He had been told that this used to be the room used by the resident assistants and so it had its own kitchen, unlike all the other rooms. Everyone else on the floor had to go and use the communal kitchen near the center, but this room was fully equipped with everything you could need to cook up a nice meal. Also, it had its own bathroom attached, while everyone else had to use the public one located at the other end of the hall. Bobby loved pissing and showering with lots of other men, but he was also glad to have this private bathroom, as well.

Bobby stepped into the bathroom to take a look around. The toilet was the kind that came right out of the wall and sorta hovered above the ground, and it had the U-shaped toilet seat like you usually saw in public bathrooms. The toilet was situated directly in front of the door, so if you looked from the outside, you got a side view of the toilet. Bobby was already feeling giddy as he started to wonder if his sexy new roommate was the kind of guy who pissed with the door shut or who left it wide open. Bobby hoped it was the latter. He loved to watch a man use his big cock to take a piss, and if you left the door open, you’d have the perfect side view. Bobby also just thought it was sexy and masculine when men didn’t close the door. If you were in the company of other men, it just seemed cooler to leave it open and let the piss fly. Bobby started to get a little hard again, just imagining sexy Dennis taking a piss with the door open, giving Bobby the chance to get a good look at his cock.

Bobby stepped past the toilet and the sink, which had a mirror that opened up to a medicine cabinet, and he took a look at the shower. It came with a glass door, which Bobby preferred to curtains, and when Bobby opened the door he was amazed at the size and spaciousness of the shower. There was plenty of room for more than one person in this ostensibly single unit shower. Bobby allowed a moment to continue fantasizing, imagining his new roommate showering his hot, sexy, naked body off, not bothering to close the door, allowing Bobby to come in and pee or brush his teeth or do whatever he had to do while he was showering off in there.

Bobby returned to the main room, looking at his new bed, imagining sleeping in this bed with Dennis sleeping in his own, just a few feet away. Bobby was suddenly very horny and he knew he would have to find time to jerk off later tonight before he fell asleep. Just being in this building with all these young men was making him hot. He thought of all the hot young boys he had yet to meet, how they’d all be living here, pissing together, shaving together, showering together, walking around the halls shirtless, showing off their bodies to each other, acting like men together. He took a breath in and relished that smell of man. You could tell this had been a men’s dormitory for a long time; it just had that sexy, lived in, masculine smell.

The door swung open and Dennis came walking in, looking cheerful.

“Oh look, it’s Dennis The Menace,” Bobby said playfully.

“Oh look, it’s Bad Boy Bobby,” Dennis said right back, also sounding playful.

Bad Boy Bobby. I like that, Bobby thought to himself. He felt a little shiver go up his spine and he willed his erection away really fast. He was just wearing a pair of jogging shorts and a boner right now would point straight out and look very obvious to anyone looking at him.

“You ready to get your stuff moved in?” Dennis asked, leaning his left hand up against the kitchen counter.

“Sure, but I can really do it all myself; it’s no problem.”

“Nonsense!” Dennis said, walking over to Bobby and putting an arm around him. He began to lead him back out of the room. Bobby was very aware of the arm around him, and he liked it.

“Well, if you really want to help,” Bobby said.

“We’ll get you all moved in and it’ll be faster and we’ll get to know each other a bit better. I’d like to know more about you.”

I’d like to know a lot more about you, Bobby thought to himself as the two young men walked out into the main hallway.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

The process of moving his stuff in did not take long and was very pleasant. Dennis made nice, easy conversation with Bobby as they made a few trips to Bobby’s car, then back to the dorm room, and then back to the car again, repeating the process about four or five times, each boy carrying about two boxes at a time for each trip. Dennis was strong and muscular and he had no problem carrying the heavier boxes. When Bobby offered to change with him so he could carry something lighter, Dennis merely waved the suggestion away with a little toss of the hand and a friendly smile. Dennis was easy to talk to and their conversation never lagged or lapsed into an awkward silence. He asked Bobby where he’d come from, what he’d done in high school, what his major was, stuff like that. Bobby told him how he’d been active in the drama club in high school and how he was now at Peter Richards University to major in literature with a minor in anatomy. Bobby found the human body very interesting and he enjoyed studying it. Dennis’s eyes lit up at this as he explained to Bobby that he also found the human body very interesting and that’s why he enjoyed sports medicine and an athletic life.

“Why don’t you tell me about that nice girlfriend of yours?” Bobby asked as they made their final trip out to his little car. There were two small boxes left with just some movies and records in them. Bobby took one and Dennis took one. Bobby locked his car and they began to walk back inside the dorm building. All the dorms had different names, and this one was called Dick Cox Hall, which Bobby found very amusing and also strangely serendipitous. He hadn’t chosen this specific hall; it had just been assigned to him but of all the names it could possibly have, it was Dick Cox Hall. Bobby hoped this was a good omen for the days, weeks, and months to come.

“Me and Laura have been going together for about two years,” Dennis said, holding the door to the main entrance open with his back. “We met senior year of high school, but we didn’t start dating until the year afterwards, before I went off to school.”

Bobby felt that jealousy gnawing at him again, and honestly he didn’t really want to hear about this. He would rather pretend that Dennis was single and fabulous and wanted Bobby’s cock, but he was trying to make friendly conversation and act fairly normal. He didn’t want Dennis to know how hot he was for him, at least not yet. “Well, she seemed very nice,” Bobby said lamely.

“She is, she’s a great girlfriend, but I dunno….”

“Oh? Go on,” Bobby said as the two boys made their way through the main area and towards the stairs. There were lots of people all around, some young men with their parents helping them move in, many others just hanging out and making chit chat, getting to know each other. There were many very sexy men all around them, but right now Bobby was only interested in Dennis.

“Well, I feel bad saying it, but I’m pretty sure we’re gonna break up.”

Ding ding! Jackpot! Bobby thought to himself with a pleasure that he knew was a little bit mean. “Why do you say that?”

They were working their way up the stairs now. They were on the top floor, the seventh floor, so both of them had gotten pretty sweaty from the trips up and down the stairs lugging heavy boxes. Dennis shrugged as they continued walking up. “Just the long distance thing,” he said. “I’m going to school here, Laura is going to school like three thousand miles away. We’re gonna talk on the phone and all that, but I’m still not sure.”

“Long distance is hard,” Bobby said, thinking of his boyfriend, Cornelio, who was attending Richard Craven University many hundreds of miles away. Unlike Dennis, however, Bobby had no doubts about his boyfriend and their relationship. He wanted to be with Cornelio for the rest of his life and he knew Cornelio felt the same way. Also, in a weird way, Bobby did believe that absence made the heart grow fonder and he thought this distance would help strengthen the sexy modern relationship that he enjoyed with his boyfriend.

“And she can be kind of a nag sometimes,” Dennis said as they climbed the final set of stairs to their floor. “Like she wants me to call her every day. I’m like Jesus, does it have to be every day? What are we even gonna talk about?”

“Girls are funny like that,” Bobby said, opening the door for Dennis. He followed him down the long hallway to their room at the very end. “They can get very jealous and it’s constrictive.” Of course Bobby had never had a girlfriend and had never wanted one, so he was mostly talking out of his ass, but Dennis didn’t need to know that quite yet. Bobby was certainly not in the closet and if anyone asked him, he would gladly tell them that he was gay and he loved the cock, but for the time being, he thought it might be fun and interesting to not let Dennis know that, to see how his new roommate might behave towards him first.

They arrived at their dorm room and dropped the last two boxes on the floor. Dennis was glistening with a fine mist of healthy young male sweat and Bobby was also perspiring quite a bit. He admired Dennis’s arms for a second, watching the way a fine bead of sweat rolled down the left one, and then Dennis lifted up his blue tank top to wipe his sweaty face. It was real fast, but it was still enough time for Bobby to get a look at his chest and his very sexy six pack. Bobby had to resist the temptation to walk over and squeeze those arms and feel those pecs right now, and he again fought an erection that was threatening to get really huge in his black jogging pants.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

They arrived at their dorm room and dropped the last two boxes on the floor. Dennis was glistening with a fine mist of healthy young male sweat and Bobby was also perspiring quite a bit. He admired Dennis’s arms for a second, watching the way a fine bead of sweat rolled down the left one, and then Dennis lifted up his blue tank top to wipe his sweaty face. It was real fast, but it was still enough time for Bobby to get a look at his chest and his very sexy six pack. Bobby had to resist the temptation to walk over and squeeze those arms and feel those pecs right now, and he again fought an erection that was threatening to get really huge in his black jogging pants.

“Can I tell you a secret?” Dennis asked, walking over to the kitchen sink and running some water into a glass. He took two great big gulps of water and sighed.

“Sure,” Bobby said casually.

“Laura’s the only girl I’ve ever been with. I dated a few other girls in high school, but I’ve only had sex with Laura.” He paused. “Do you think that’s weird?”

“No, I think it’s kinda sweet,” Bobby said.

“How many girls have you been with?” Dennis asked.

Bobby shrugged. “About the same as you,” he said, a clever little lie.

“Oh cool. Well, I feel better. All the guys in high school acted like I was weird cuz I hadn’t gotten laid yet.”

“Everyone moves at their own pace,” Bobby said. “Don’t let anyone else tell you how this stuff is supposed to go.”

Dennis took one last big gulp of his water, slamming the empty glass down on the counter. Now he produced a new glass from the overhead cupboard and ran some water into it, walking over and handing it to Bobby. “Here, have some water,” he said. “We’ve been doing physical work; you gotta stay hydrated.”

Bobby smiled up at Dennis as he took the glass from him. “You’re absolutely right,” he said.

“I try to drink lots and lots of water every day,” Dennis said. “I usually only have one cup of coffee in the morning and then water the rest of the day, unless it’s a day I’m doing some drinking.”

“That sounds right,” Bobby said, taking a sip of the water which, despite simply coming from the tap, was very cool and refreshing.

“Yeah, they say that your pee should be mostly clear, not really yellow and definitely not orange like some guys are.”

The topic of pee immediately got Bobby feeling excited. Bobby was a kinky boy and he loved to get pissed on, especially by lots of men at the same time. It was one of his major fetishes. He wondered how Dennis would react if he suddenly told him that he loved to lie naked on his back and let lots of men unleash their golden streams all over his body, dominating him. Once again, Bobby decided to keep that particular anecdote to himself, at least until he got to know Dennis a little better.

Bobby took another sip of his water and then said, “My pee is usually pretty clear. How about yours?”

“Yeah, almost always,” Dennis said. “In fact, let’s see right now,” he said cheerily, walking over towards the bathroom. Bobby watched his path and noticed with a little smile that Dennis definitely did not close the door. Nope, instead he walked into the bathroom, left the door wide open, lifted the lid up with his right foot, unzipped the fly of his jeans, and slid his cock right out through the zipper. Bobby was getting a perfect side view of it and he couldn’t believe it. He had only just started moving in and already his new roommate was taking a piss in front of him, just as casual as could be!

Bobby tried to get a good look at Dennis’s cock without making it too obvious. He just stayed seated on his bed, looking straight ahead into the open door of the bathroom. Dennis was flaccid and Bobby could tell he was circumcised. He had a nice pink head and then a more brown colored shaft. Bobby was always fascinated by the area where the head turns into the shaft, and Dennis’s was very sexy because the brown color of the shaft was such a contrast to the pink color of the head. It was like the head was totally, 100% pink, and then it immediately turned brown right underneath the head. Bobby’s erection was back and fiercer than ever; as the piss started to shoot out of Dennis’s piss-slit, Bobby’s cock twitched three times and he could even feel some precum squirting out. He quickly reached his hand down and fumbled around a little, flipping his hard cock upwards and tucking it into the waistband of his shorts to hide it.

Dennis had been releasing a nice, long, healthy stream for about twenty seconds when let out a very satisfied sigh and then turned his head to look out at Bobby. “Well, what do you think? Come take a look.”

Bobby couldn’t believe Dennis was actually saying these words, and he was happy to stand up and walk over to the bathroom. He leaned his head into the bathroom and glanced down at Dennis’s pissing cock as it shot a stream into the water, making loud splashing noises. “I think your pee looks pretty healthy,” Bobby said after a second of watching it come out.

“I dunno, I think it’s too yellow,” Dennis said, leaning forward with his stream still going and flushing the toilet. Bobby thought that was sexy and it was something he often did himself, flush the toilet before you were totally done and see if you could finish before the flushing had completed. Bobby watched the way the toilet water flushed as Dennis finished up his pee. Dennis held his cock in his right hand, squeezing it with the thumb and pointer finger, the stream beginning to die down as the toilet flushed the urine away. He let out three final squirts just as the toilet finished flushing, shook his cock real fast three times, and then slid it back in through the fly of his jeans before zipping up. Bobby could tell by how efficient the whole process had been that Dennis wasn’t wearing any underwear and that made him feel even hotter.

Dennis walked over to the sink and started washing his hands. “It’s not usually that yellow,” he said in a funny, thoughtful voice. “I think I need to have more water today.” He looked back over at Bobby. “Do you need to go?”

“Me? Oh, not right now,” Bobby said. The truth was he would have loved nothing more than to piss in front of Dennis, or, even better, to have just casually whipped his own uncut cock out and pissed at the same time as Dennis, crossing streams and showing off his meat, but the fact of the matter was that he was hard as a rock right now and there was absolutely no way he could get a stream going while he was this hard. Plus, he was already enjoying this erotic tension greatly and he didn’t want to ruin it by whipping out a big, throbbing boner and potentially scaring Dennis away. He wanted to pace himself and let this sexual tension go on longer. Bobby loved sexual tension and erotic buildup and he was already feeling both in the presence of Dennis. It was best to go slow and steady and see where things might lead.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

Dennis was not only sexy, but he was also very helpful and happy to assist Bobby with unpacking his stuff. Bobby almost felt bad letting Dennis do so much work, but it seemed to be what he wanted, so Bobby let him help. Together, the two healthy young men propped up a shelf against the wall for Bobby’s movies and his music and then they started unloading both. Bobby liked to put his movies in alphabetical order, as well as his music, so they worked on sorting them for awhile.

“You have some good movies,” Dennis said approvingly, taking a look at the covers as they organized. “Scarface, I love that one, and you’ve got Carlito’s Way, too. That one’s underrated.”

“Yeah, I’m a big Brian De Palma fan,” Bobby said, placing some of his movies up on the shelf.

“Is he the director? What else did he make?”

“You ever see Carrie?”

“The Stephen King movie? Yeah, sure, but there are like three. Which one did he make?”

“The good one,” Bobby said with a little smile.

“The ‘70s one? Oh yeah, that one was really good.”

“Have you ever seen Dressed to Kill?”

“Is that the one where the lady picks up the guy at the art museum?”

Bobby smiled. “Very good.”

“Yeah, I loved that movie! I thought it was really hot!”

“Me, too,” Bobby said.

“Have you ever done anything like that?” Dennis asked, continuing to sort and alphabetize the stack of DVDs and BluRays.

“Anything like what?” Bobby asked.

“Like the lady in that movie. Have you ever picked someone up in public like that?”

Bobby had plenty of stories he could tell, but he again decided to pace himself. “A gentleman never tells,” he said flirtatiously, giving Dennis a little wink.

Dennis chuckled. “I’ll take that as a yes, then.”

“You can think whatever you want,” Bobby said playfully.

“You’ve got good taste in music, too,” Dennis said, now turning his attention to the stack of vinyls Bobby had brought with him. “You’re the only person I’ve ever seen who collects vinyls.”

“Really? They’re making a comeback,” Bobby said.

“Carpenters, I love Carpenters,” Dennis said, holding up the big vinyl of their Horizon album.

“They’re probably my favorite group ever,” Bobby said.

“You’ve got Blondie, Laura Branigan, David Bowie, Dokken, this is great,” Dennis said. “Where do you get all these old albums?”

“Record stores, sometimes antique stores. That’s where I get my old Playboys, too.” This was true. Bobby loved collecting old Playboys and, as a proud young gay man, he could actually say with sincerity that he read the magazine for the articles. He also collected old Playgirls and issues of both magazines were lying around in one of these boxes somewhere.

“Old Playboys, huh?” Dennis said, sounding intrigued. "I used to sneak those out from under my parents’ bed; that’s where my dad kept them. He thought I didn’t know, but I did. Wanna hear a story?”

“Of course,” Bobby said. He had now moved his attention over to the box full of Playboys and Playgirls and was beginning to unload those and sort them into order by date.

“The first time I jerked off was with one of my dad’s Playboys. And when I squirted, I squirted all over the magazine. I had to throw it out and I got so worried that he would notice, but he never did.”

“That’s kinda kinky,” Bobby said with a little grin. He was looking through the box of Playboys and his eyes came upon his most cherished issue, November 1965. He handed it over to Dennis. “Check that out,” he said proudly. “That’s the oldest issue I’ve got. It has a Sean Connery interview and a spread with the girls of Thunderball.”

“Sweet!” Dennis said. “You like James Bond?”

Bobby nodded.

“Me, too,” Dennis said, opening the issue and letting his eyes scan around. “Boy, that Ursula Andress sure did have a nice body,” he said reflectively.

“I agree,” Bobby said, and he did. He only liked having sex with men, but he could still appreciate the beauty of the female form in an artistic way.

Dennis continued leafing through the pages of the old Playboy. “Oh man, look at all these old advertisements; this is great.”

“You’re welcome to read my collection anytime you want,” Bobby said, finishing up with arranging his movies on the shelf.

“Really? Gee, thanks. You know, I think you’re really cool.”

“Thank you,” Bobby said. “I think you’re really cool, too.”

“I’m glad I got a cool roommate,” Dennis said. “I was worried. Last year I lived with this total square. He had no personality, he never went anywhere, he never did anything, and it was impossible trying to have a conversation with him.” He flipped around some more in the Playboy. “Not like you. You’ve got personality. You’re interesting to talk to.”

“Thanks,” Bobby said. “I think you’re interesting, too.”

Dennis took a look out the window. “Looks like the sun’s going down soon. Do you wanna go for a run with me before it gets too dark?”

“That sounds fun,” Bobby said. “I think I’ll finish organizing a little later.”

“We could go down to the football field and run the track. I go down there a lot and run. Four laps is a mile. I try to do twenty.”

“I’m up for it,” Bobby said.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“Fantastic!” Dennis said, popping up off the bed like a spring had gone off under his ass. He walked over towards a stack of clothes and grabbed a pair of blue running shorts. Then, so fast that Bobby barely had time to register it, he dropped his jeans and put on the shorts. His back was to Bobby and he did the entire maneuver so quickly, in less than five seconds, that Bobby only had time to get the quickest glimpse of his ass, but it was a good glimpse and it was a good ass. In the glorious five seconds or so between Dennis removing his jeans and putting on his shorts, Bobby was able to check out his ass and admire how tight and muscular it looked, a perfect white boy bubble butt, but it was one small detail that Bobby’s eyes just barely had time to register that really drove him crazy. On the bottom part of his left butt cheek, Dennis had three distinctive moles in a sexy triangular shape. Just as Bobby had time to notice the moles, the shorts had been slid up over the bubble butt and now he couldn’t see them, but he felt his cock getting hard again just from the quick flash. It was everything that was so hot, just everything. It was hot how Dennis hadn’t bothered to cover up or go into the bathroom to change his pants, how he’d just dropped his jeans and exposed his bare ass for Bobby to see, how he didn’t seem shy or modest at all, and the speed and economy with which he quickly changed into another pair of pants also turned Bobby on, but most of all it was those moles. God, those moles were so sexy, that triangle shape, how they perfectly punctuated the very bottom part of his butt cheek. Bobby knew he was going to stroke later tonight and play over the image of those three moles in his head over and over again until he exploded.

Dennis spun around and then walked over to the sink, running another glass of water for himself. “You ready to go?” he asked.

“Oh, um, yeah, in just a second,” Bobby said a little awkwardly, not wanting to stand up and expose his big boner. Dennis was looking right at him, so he wouldn’t have the chance to flip it up into the waistband like before. If he stood up right now, it would be like a big, pointing finger coming out of his pants and sticking right towards Dennis.

“You okay?” Dennis asked, taking another gulp of water.

“Yeah, I’m fine, I just need a second,” Bobby said, crossing his right leg up over his left one.

Dennis’s eyes squinted down a little and he looked very sly. “You’ve got a woody!” he said, sounding very excited.

Bobby simply held up his hands. “I can not tell a lie,” he said.

“Seeing my sexy butt must have gotten you all hot, huh?” Dennis asked playfully, gulping down the last of his water from the glass.

“That must be the reason,” Bobby said, sounding just the perfect mix of casual and flirtatious.

Suddenly Dennis spun around, slid his shorts down to expose his ass, and bent forward in the classic mooning positon, keeping both hands slapped firmly against each respective cheek. “Well here, you can get a better look,” he said with a little laugh.

And Bobby did. He let his eyes really soak up the beautiful, perfect bubble butt, like two glorious scoops of ice cream. He let his eyes really linger on the triangle of moles on the left cheek. God, they drove him wild. “That’s a very nice butt,” Bobby said cheerfully, once again striking the perfect tone. It was the tone of a boy shooting the shit with another boy as they both acted silly together. Feeling emboldened by Dennis’s obvious lack of modesty, Bobby stood up and gave his ass a quick, firm slap as he made his way over towards the door.

“Ouch!” Dennis said, laughing a little bit as he slid his jogging shorts back up over his butt, hiding the beautiful moles for the time being.

“Sorry,” Bobby said, his hand on the doorknob, turning it and opening the door. “I just couldn’t resist. Now you ready to go running?”

“Yes, sir,” Dennis said, grabbing a few things off the table by his bed. “You care if I listen to music while we run?”

“No, I’m gonna listen to music, too,” Bobby said. “It’s boring to run without it.”

“You are correct,” Dennis said. “We’re gonna definitely do twenty laps and I’m gonna beat you.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure,” Bobby said as they walked out into the hallway and he closed the door behind them. “I was on the track team in high school and I can run very fast.”

“I could tell from those big, strong legs of yours,” Dennis said as they walked down the hallway. Then, he again put an arm around Bobby, real casual like, just two dudes who were buddies, and Bobby loved it. He loved the conversation and he loved the way Dennis was casually putting his hands on him. Bobby wondered if he could possibly live with this beautiful young man for an entire school year without succumbing to the urge to fuck him. Then another part of Bobby’s brain told him to pace himself, to play his cards right and to see if maybe, just maybe, Dennis was having the same thoughts about him.

TO BE CONTINUED

 

[Bobby Briggs]

BOBBY GOES TO COLLEGE CONTINUED

The run went very well. The sun was maybe forty-five minutes away from setting when they arrived at the large stadium. Dennis suggested that they allow a small break every five laps for water and also to run up and down the stadium stairs to enhance the workout. Bobby agreed and the two boys began running. Bobby went and slow and steady, already hatching a plan to surprise Dennis with his speed and beat him in the race. He kept a deliberately slower pace than Dennis, allowing him to get very far ahead for quite awhile, and then he was going to really speed up in the last lap and surprise him when his guard was down. Bobby enjoyed running and twenty laps was no challenge for him; he often ran much more than that either at the gym or when he was running outdoors. He enjoyed the cool breeze on his face as the temperature began to go down, he enjoyed the feeling of his balls and big cock swinging around in his shorts, unconstrained by any underwear, and he also enjoyed admiring Dennis’s sexy ass as they were running. He watched the way Dennis moved his butt while running, how the cheeks would move around, up and down, as his legs moved. He imagined those three sexy triangle moles on his butt while running and thought about how they were right there, only covered by a thin layer of fabric.

After fifteen laps they took a quick break for some water. Bobby chugged several large gulps out of his water bottle.

“You’re a great runner,” Dennis said between gulps. “But I’m still gonna beat you.”

“If you say so, sir,” Bobby said with a little smirk.

“I don’t say so; I know so,” Dennis said. “Let’s go up and down the stadium steps and then five more laps and we’ll be done.”

During the nineteenth lap, Bobby slowed down even more, pretending he was more tired and worn out than he really was, letting Dennis get rather far ahead. Dennis looked back at him and Bobby knew he should make his move any second. As they began the twentieth lap, Bobby sped up his running and very quickly passed by Dennis, usurping him and reaching the finish line several seconds before Dennis got there.

“I can’t believe it!” Dennis said as the two boys finished off their water bottles. “I really thought I was gonna beat you.”

“You shouldn’t have been so sure, Mr. Cocky,” Bobby said, deliberately letting the final word hang in the air for awhile, looking at Dennis rather seductively.

“I know exactly what you did,” Dennis said, grinning wide. “You pretended to be slower so that I’d get all confident and then you tricked me in the final lap.”

“Correct,” Bobby said. “It’s a classic trick and you fell for it like a fool.”

“Okay, how about this; we’ll do one more bonus lap and whoever gets to the finish line first is the true winner.”

“Sure,” Bobby shrugged. “I can take a couple of seconds to beat you again.”

Dennis counted to three and then they were off, Bobby going much faster this time and never letting his pace lag. He beat Dennis easily and was just reaching the finish line when he felt a terrible charley horse in his right leg, all over the hamstring area. Bobby cried out a little bit and collapsed to the ground, clutching his leg.

“What’s wrong?” Dennis asked as he reached the finish line.

Bobby smiled a little. “What’s wrong is that you suck and I beat you yet again because you’re so weak.”

“Hah hah, what’s really wrong?”

“I pulled a muscle,” Bobby said, squeezing his leg close to his chest and rubbing over the hamstring.

“No worries, leave it to me,” Dennis said, crouching down with Bobby. “Lie down on your stomach.”

“Yes, sir,” Bobby said, lying face down on the cool grass.

“This will hurt at first, but I gotta pull your leg out straight,” Dennis said, taking Bobby’s right leg in his strong, masculine hands and extending it out completely straight. It did hurt and Bobby let out a little hissing sound, but then Dennis started going to work massaging his leg carefully and precisely, rubbing his hands all over the sore area, kneading it both gently and firmly. “This is what I’m getting trained for,” Dennis said cheerfully as he continued to massage Bobby’s leg. “So I’m becoming an expert on massage and how to help with athletic injuries.”

It really did feel good to have Dennis’s hands on him, and he was doing a wonderful job of relieving the pain in Bobby’s leg. Bobby moaned a little and let his face sink deeper into the grass, just enjoying the sensation.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Dennis asked.

“Yes, very good, thank you,” Bobby said.

“We’ll just keep massaging it for a couple of minutes until you feel ship shape again.”

“Mmmmmm,” Bobby just moaned, not saying any words, not hiding the pleasure he was feeling at Dennis’s strong touch.

“Yeah, I’m getting pretty good at this, if I do say so myself,” Dennis said proudly. “We studied this last year a lot, how to massage and heal the swollen muscles. I give a pretty killer full body massage, as a matter of face.”

Bobby smiled into the grass, which felt cool and refreshing against his sweaty face. “I’ll bet you do,” he said.

“How’s the rest of your body feeling?”

“Pretty good,” Bobby said. “It was just the hamstring that I pulled.”

“That was my bad,” Dennis said. “I forgot that we should have done some stretching before going running like that. It’s very important.”

Bobby closed his eyes and just enjoyed the entire experience, the touch of Dennis’s hands, the sexy smell of his sweat. One bead of sweat rolled off Dennis and landed on Bobby’s face, arousing him greatly. He was starting to get hard yet again, but his erection was digging into the ground at the moment and Dennis couldn’t see it.

“I could give you a really great massage some time,” Dennis said. “Head to toe, I’ll have you feeling so relaxed and loosened up.”

“I’d like that,” Bobby said rather flirtatiously. He wasn’t trying to hide his pleasure at all and, at this moment, he didn’t care how flirty he sounded. He was enjoying this massage and he wanted it to go on forever.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“I’d like that,” Bobby said rather flirtatiously. He wasn’t trying to hide his pleasure at all and, at this moment, he didn’t care how flirty he sounded. He was enjoying this massage and he wanted it to go on forever.

Now Dennis moved his hands off of Bobby’s leg and started massaging his back through his tank-top. “How’s that feel?” he asked.

“Great,” Bobby said, eyes still closed.

“Want me to show you something that feels really good?”

“Yes, please,” Bobby said.

A second later, he felt Dennis’s hands on the waistband of his jogging shorts and then suddenly he was yanking them down, exposing Bobby’s bare ass to the cool night air.

“It’s okay, there’s no one around,” Dennis said, beginning to slowly massage Bobby’s butt cheeks. “Nobody can see your sexy butt except me.”

“Mmmmmm,” Bobby just moaned again, his eyes still closed, his face still buried in the grass. He couldn’t believe this was happening, but he was loving it. He didn’t even particularly care if there were other people around; at this moment he would let Dennis touch and massage his ass as long as he wanted to.

“The official word for this area is the gluteus maximus,” Dennis said professorially.

Bobby laughed a little bit. “Thank you, sir, I know that.”

“The gluteus maximus is the largest of the three gluteal muscles,” Dennis continued, still in that amusing, silly tone of voice. “It’s regarded as one of the strongest muscles in the human body and it’s what helps us humans to maintain an erect posture.”

“That’s very interesting, Professor,” Bobby said playfully.

“That’s why it’s important to focus on the glutes when doing a full body massage,” Dennis said, continuing to knead his fingers into Bobby’s butt cheeks, squeezing them and then loosening them repeatedly. The sensation was wonderful. “People use that expression, ‘pain in the ass,’ a lot, but that can actually be a serious problem. How’s it feel?”

“I love it,” Bobby said. “You can keep going as long as you like.”

“Whatever you say, sir,” Dennis said, now kinda slapping Bobby’s butt cheeks lightly and then returning to kneading and massaging them. “You know, you really do have a pretty sexy butt.”

“Thank you,” Bobby said, his erection growing bigger, still poking against the ground, pointing it sorta sideways, his left leg squished over on top of it. “I think yours is sexy, too.”

“Thanks,” Dennis said. “Yours is really strong and tight; do you go squats and stuff when you work out?”

"Yup."

“I can tell; I wish my ass was as nice as yours.”

“Yours is perfect just the way it is,” Bobby said, no longer caring how obvious he sounded. After all, Dennis had been the one who took it upon himself to yank down Bobby’s shorts and start massaging his ass. If he was comfortable doing that, comfortable putting his hands all over Bobby’s bare butt and feeling the muscles, then he would probably be comfortable with Bobby’s obvious enjoyment of this sensation.

“I’m pretty comfortable with my body, in case you couldn’t tell,” Dennis said.

“I could tell,” Bobby said.

“Well, you and I are gonna live together for quite awhile,” Dennis said, now doing a kinda chopping motion over Bobby’s butt with his two hands. “We’re gonna see each other naked a lot, anyway, so it’s not a big deal.”

“I think nudity is cool,” Bobby said casually. “I go to nude beaches and stuff like that.”

“A very healthy attitude,” Dennis said. “Our world would be a better place if more people had confidence in their bodies and if people would realize that we are all basically the same.” He paused, kept massaging Bobby’s cheeks, and then added, “Of course, some of us have cuter butts than others.”

“Don’t talk bad about your cute butt,” Bobby said. “I think it’s sexy.”

“I think yours is sexy, too,” Dennis said in a tone so casual and breezy that Bobby wasn’t sure how to take it. He gave himself a quick reminder that Dennis had a girlfriend and seemed to enjoy having sex with her. How would the girlfriend feel if she knew Dennis was giving a rather sensual ass massage to Bobby right here on the ground of the stadium jogging track? Bobby quickly put the thought out of his mind and returned to enjoying the massage.

“Yours is hairier than mine,” Dennis said. “You’ve got that cute peach fuzz. I wish mine was hairier; I think it’s masculine.”

“Yours is perfect, don’t worry,” Bobby said.

Dennis glanced up and looked outward a little ways into the distance. “Uh oh, someone’s coming,” he said. “Better cover up.”

Bobby pushed his hips up a little and quickly slid his shorts back up over his ass. “Too bad,” he said a little sadly. “I was enjoying that.”

“I’ll give you a full body massage some other time, I promise,” Dennis said, now standing up. “You can be like my guinea pig as I get trained on this stuff.”

“I like it,” Bobby said, still lying flat on his stomach.

“You ready to get out of here?” Dennis asked. “Looks like those people are gonna do some jogging of their own.”

Bobby took a moment to decide whether to say what he wanted to say or not, and then he decided to go for it. “Yeah, but I need a minute; I’ve got a woody again.”

“Oh my!” Dennis said, slapping his hand against his mouth theatrically. “Doesn’t that thing ever go down?”

“The massage felt nice, I got hard; what do you want me to say?” Bobby asked.

“It’s cool; that’s a nice compliment.”

“Just give it a minute to go down and then I’ll be ready,” Bobby said, moving up so he was in a sitting position, criss-cross applesauce.

“Maybe you should just walk around with it pointing out and let people see how big it is,” Dennis said, now sounding very seductive.

“I don’t need to show it off like that because I already know it’s big,” Bobby said confidently.

“Oh yeah? How big?”

Bobby smiled a little, looked into Dennis's cute, kind blue eyes. “Do you really want to know?”

“Yeah, I’m curious.”

“I’m about seven and a half when I get really hard,” Bobby said. “How about you?”

“I know this sounds like I’m lying, but I’ve actually never measured it, so I don’t know.”

“Really? You’re probably the only man I’ve ever met who hasn’t measured his.”

“Well, Laura likes it and she says it’s perfectly big.”

The mention of Laura’s name was enough to deflate Bobby’s big boner a little bit. “Oh,” he said flatly, now beginning to stand up. “You ready to get going?”

“Yeah, let’s go back to the room and shower up. Do you wanna shower first or should I?”

“Either way is fine,” Bobby shrugged.

“Actually, I’ve got an idea,” Dennis said, pulling out a keychain with several different keys dangling from it. “I’ve got the keys to the athletic building. We could use the big shower room they’ve got there.”

Bobby definitely wanted to do this, but he decided to play sorta coy for a moment. “Well, don’t we need soap and stuff?”

“Don’t worry; I have a locker in there and I keep all that stuff in there, soap, shampoo, whatever you need. So what do you say; wanna take a shower with me?”

“Yes, please,” Bobby said.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

Dennis lead the way off the track and towards the large athletic building. They went around the back, by where the big dumpsters were located, and Dennis gave a quick, cautious look around before taking out the key and opening the door to the building. “After you, sir,” he said, and Bobby walked into the building. This door took you right to the bottom floor of the building, where the men’s locker room was located. Even though Bobby had already taken a look around earlier in the day, he pretended like he hadn’t and let Dennis show him the path towards the locker room. They walked in, down a small ramp, and then around the corner to where the lockers were located. The familiar, sexy smell of soap and deodorant and chlorine filled the area, making Bobby’s cock get harder again. He decided that he wouldn’t hide it; if he had a boner, he wouldn’t be shy about it; he’d just get naked and shower and let Dennis look at it as much as he wanted.

“This is my locker, number 69,” Dennis pointed. “I picked that number on purpose,” he said with a little giggle.

“Naughty boy,” Bobby said, removing his tank top and exposing his muscular upper body, which was still glistening with sweat from their run.

“Oooh, look at Bad Boy Bobby,” Dennis said, putting the combination in and unlocking his locker. “Someone does a lot of bench presses.”

“It’s true,” Bobby said, feeling a nice, giddy sensation in the lower part of his stomach. He found Dennis not just very sexy, but also very charming, and his compliments made Bobby feel good. He tried not to be cocky or arrogant about his body, but he did work hard to keep it in shape and it was nice to feel appreciated.

Dennis squeezed Bobby’s left arm real tight. “Hard as a rock,” he said. “What a big, strong man you are.”

“Thank you,” Bobby said, sitting down on the bench and beginning to untie and remove his shoes. Next he removed his socks and just tossed them casually onto the cement floor.

Dennis pulled his tank top off real fast and also threw it down onto the floor. Then he reached into his locker and started removing the soap and body wash. “I’ve got shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. I’ve got two kinds, Old Spice and Axe. Which do you prefer?”

“I’m an Old Spice kind of guy,” Bobby said.

“That’s my favorite one, too,” Dennis said, taking the big jug of liquid Old Spice out of the locker and setting it down on the bench. “I think that’s what a man should smell like.”

“Me, too,” Bobby said, and now his erection had returned completely; in fact, it was bigger than ever. In just a moment he would drop his shorts and he was going to let Dennis see it in all its glory.

Dennis had sat down and was removing his shoes and socks. In just a second he would remove his pants and Bobby couldn’t wait to see his fully nude body. Dennis stood up and slid right out of his shorts, letting them fall to the floor. Now he stood completely naked in front of Bobby, every inch of his beautiful young body on full display for Bobby to look at, the beautiful shape of his bubble butt, those incredible triangle moles on the left butt cheek, and, best of all, a big, beautiful, dangling, circumcised cock swinging to and fro. Bobby stared right at it hungrily, not bothering to hide his desire.

Dennis turned so he was facing Bobby, looking down at him. “What are you doing sitting there with your pants on? I thought we were gonna take a shower.”

“Yes, sir,” Bobby said, standing up and slipping his shorts off. His cock popped right out, pointing straight towards Dennis.

Dennis glanced down at Bobby’s throbbing uncut. “Oh my, Bad Boy Bobby's big boner! Look at that monster.”

Bobby just shrugged. “I got hard again; why hide it?”

“That thing really is big,” Dennis said, and Bobby noticed the way that Dennis’s cut cock, still flaccid, started to twitch and move a little bit, and Bobby was pretty sure he could see a little teeny tiny drop of precum glistening right inside the piss slit. “I think that’s bigger than seven and a half,” Dennis said appreciatively.

“No, I’m pretty sure it’s seven and a half maximum,” Bobby said casually, grabbing the bottle of old spice and the conditioner. “Can you bring the shampoo, please?” he asked, turning his back to Dennis, giving him a nice long look at his ass as he began to walk towards the shower area.

Dennis followed after him and Bobby took a glance over his shoulder to watch the way Dennis’s sexy cut penis smacked against his legs as he walked. He also had nice, low hanging balls and he was completely shaved down there. At the moment, Bobby was also completely shaved. He had taken care of all his pubic hair the day before and, right now, he was totally smooth. The two boys walked into the open shower area, which was a square shape and had shower heads installed into the wall every couple of feet. Bobby took a spot near the middle, putting the conditioner and the body wash down on the ground and turning the nozzle to get the water started. It came out very quickly and in a very strong spray, which pleased Bobby. He did not believe in low flow and he felt a truly good shower needed to have really good, really strong water pressure. He held his hand under the water and waited for it to warm up a little bit. Dennis took the shower head right next to him and got the water started.

“You’re really smooth down there,” Dennis said as he stepped under the shower water. “Do you always keep it totally shaved?”

“Not always. I had a big bush just a little while ago, but I got tired of it and decided to shave it off.”

“What do you use when you shave?” Dennis asked.

Bobby chuckled, stepping under his own shower head and letting the pleasurable sensation of the warm water wrap its seductive fingers around his nude body. “It’s a pretty elaborate operation,” he said. “Since I had the big bush, I started with scissors, trimming it down, then I used the electric razor, and then finally I soaked in the bath for awhile and then finished up by shaving with a lady’s razor.”

“A lady’s razor? Really?”

“Yup,” Bobby nodded. “It’s more gentle and less risk that you’ll cut or nick yourself.”

“That’s good thinking,” Dennis said as the water washed over him, making his cute blonde hair all wet and dripping. “I’ve always used a man’s razor, but sometimes I cut myself.”

“You gotta be careful,” Bobby said. “One bad cut and slit,” he quickly ran his pointer finger over the top of Dennis’s shaft as if it was a knife and then said, “you’ll lose your whole entire manhood and that would be very sad.”

“I’ll make sure to switch to a nice pink lady’s razor for the rest of time,” Dennis said, now bending over to grab the Old Spice body wash. When he bent over, he gave Bobby a great view of his asshole as well as his sexy balls dangling down. Bobby was still hard, about as hard as he’d ever been, as a matter of fact, and he continued to do nothing to hide it.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“I’ll make sure to switch to a nice pink lady’s razor for the rest of time,” Dennis said, now bending over to grab the Old Spice body wash. When he bent over, he gave Bobby a great view of his asshole as well as his sexy balls dangling down. Bobby was still hard, about as hard as he’d ever been, as a matter of fact, and he continued to do nothing to hide it.

“My oh my,” Dennis said as he began to rub the soap all over his body. “I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, but that is one big monster.”

“You’re funny,” Bobby said, smiling wide. “Yours is big, too.”

“Yeah, but yours is bigger; I’m jealous.”

“Well,” Bobby said, taking the tub of soap from Dennis’s outstretched hands, “I am hard right now and you’re not, so it’s kinda like cheating.”

“Yeah, but even when I get hard, it’s not that big.”

“Well, the wonder of the human body is how we’re all the same but we’re also all different.”

“That’s very profound,” Dennis said with a little point of his finger. He was still busy soaping up his entire naked body, and now he was covered almost completely head to toe in soap suds, the nice, masculine smell of the Old Spice coming out of him, turning Bobby on. “I think that’s what makes penises so interesting,” he added.

“Oh? Go on.”

“Well, like look at you and me. We’ve got the same basic parts; we’ve got the shaft, the head, the balls, all of that, but each part is still different in its own way.” He stepped back under the shower spray and let the water rinse the soap off his body. “And you’re uncut,” he added, flashing his eyes down to Bobby’s manhood again. “I’m jealous of that, too.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, I’ve always found the foreskin and stuff really interesting. My cousins were uncut and when we would pee, I thought it was so cool how they used the skin and stuff.”

“Wanna see a demonstration?” Bobby asked. “I’ll show you how to wash.”

“Yeah!” Dennis said enthusiastically. His tone was very endearing; he sounded like a fascinated child being shown something very new and interesting from a close friend.

“You gotta get under the skin,” Bobby said, using his right hand to roll the foreskin back and expose his head, which was a purple color and throbbing a bit. “If you don’t get clean under there, you’ll get itchy and it’s just no good at all.”

“Totally cool,” Dennis said, walking over closer to watch Bobby wash himself. “My head is just out and exposed all the time, but yours is like this special secret hidden under the skin. The way it rolls back and forth is interesting.”

Bobby continued to wash the head of his penis, just letting the water splash over it, sorta massaging it with his thumb and pointer finger. “Also, I try not to use too much soap, cuz that can be bad.”

“Oh yeah? Why?”

“It just dries us out, I guess,” Bobby said. “That’s what a doctor told me once. An uncut cock makes its own oils and stuff, and that’s healthy, but washing too vigorously can fuck that up.”

“Totally fascinating,” Dennis said, his eyes locked on Bobby’s cock. “Man, I’m really jealous. Mine is so boring.”

“It’s not boring at all,” Bobby said, pulling his foreskin back up over the head, now beginning to apply shampoo to his hair, which was very short right now since he had just recently gotten a buzzcut.

“Yours has the skin and it rolls back and forth, mine just has a boring head.”

“I like the head,” Bobby said. “I like the color.”

“Oh? You mean the pink?”

“Yeah,” Bobby said, pointing right down at Dennis’s cock, his finger hovering right over the head. “Like right here, it’s totally pink,” he said, now tracing his finger downwards, “and then right there, it turns into this tan color. I think that’s cool.”

“Thanks!” Dennis said, grinning really wide, looking very pleased. “Hey Bobby, do you think it’s weird that I talk about dicks and stuff?”

“No,” Bobby said. “I think it’s natural for guys to be curious about other guys and their bodies.”

“Yeah, and I think dudes act like they’re disgusted by other dudes but really they are curious and so they just act homophobic to fit in.”

Bobby was a little struck by what an interesting insight that was. “Yes, I think that’s true,” he said.

Dennis had rinsed the shampoo out of his blonde hair and now he was squirting some conditioner into it, rubbing it around. Bobby’s cock continued to stick straight out, pointing right at the wall, as he enjoyed watching Dennis wash his beautiful young naked body. Bobby was also enjoying this conversation, which was getting steamier by the second. He wondered if this was leading to some sort of climax or if tonight would just be a night of erotic tensions. He decided he would be happy either way. “I hope I’m not freaking you out,” Dennis said, “I know I can be kinda forward sometimes.”

“I feel very comfortable with you,” Bobby said.

“Yeah, I feel that way about you,” Dennis said, now rinsing the conditioner out of his hair. “But I’m still jealous of that big uncut wiener.”

It was too much for Bobby to take, so he decided to be bold. “Do you want to touch it?” He said it perfectly, just completely casually, like he was asking Dennis if he wanted to share some of his French fries off his plate.

Dennis looked downward again, his eyes squinting a little, looking sly. “Hmmm, maybe later,” he said, giving Bobby a wink. He turned off his shower and shook his body around, letting the water fly everywhere. “I think I’m all clean and fresh now; you ready to be done?”

“Let me rinse the hair real fast,” Bobby said, holding his head under the super strong shower spray. “Okay, now I’m ready,” he said.

“Then let’s get out of here, Bad Boy Bobby,” Dennis said, turning around and beginning to walk out of the shower area. “We’ve got classes tomorrow and need our rest.”

“I’ve had a nice time,” Bobby said as they walked out into the locker area. Dennis was drying off with a white cotton towel and after he was finished, he casually tossed it over at Bobby to dry off with. “I’m glad I got such a cool guy for a roommate.”

“Me, too,” Dennis said. “We got to know each other pretty good today, don’t you think?”

“I think.”

Dennis let out a big yawn. “I’m suddenly all sleepy,” he said. “Let’s get dressed and get out of here.”

“Yes, sir,” Bobby said.

TO BE CONTINUED

 

[Bobby Briggs]

BOBBY GOES TO COLLEGE CONTINUED

Many hours later, Bobby lay in his new bed in the nearly pitch black dorm room, trying to fall asleep and having a difficult time with it. He glanced at the clock. 11:50P.M. Soon it would be midnight. Bobby didn’t often have trouble falling asleep, but he knew exactly what the problem was tonight. He was horny as fuck and his cock felt like it had its own heartbeat and had basically stayed either somewhat hard or completely hard from the moment he and Dennis had left the athletic building all the way to this very second. Bobby needed to get off and he needed it bad. He was a horny boy and while he always tended to get a lot of action, he always usually jerked off at least once every single day, and often more. It relieved tension and usually would send him straight to dreamland. The only thing stopping him right now was, ironically, the very same thing responsible for his throbbing erection: His sexy new roommate. He didn’t want to jerk off with Dennis lying right there. Actually, that wasn’t quite true. Bobby did want to jerk off with Dennis lying right there and found the idea terribly erotic, but he also didn’t want Dennis to wake up and catch him.

The room was nearly totally dark, with only the smallest sliver of moonlight sneaking in through the blackout curtains and making a line across part of Dennis’s nude body. Yes, Dennis slept nude, just like Bobby, and that also made Bobby hot, but right now Dennis was almost completely covered by his big blanket, with just a patch of his cute blonde hair poking out from under the sheet. Bobby looked over at him, trying to gauge if he was completely asleep or not. His breathing was light and every now and then, he let out a little sound that seemed like snoring, but Bobby wasn’t totally sure. They had drawn the curtains and turned out the lights almost an hour ago, and Dennis hadn’t said anything at all since then. After a second, Bobby decided that Dennis was, most likely, fast asleep. He knew it wouldn’t take him long to get himself off, so maybe this was the moment to do it. Bobby thought of perhaps going into the bathroom and closing the door to do his jerk off, but he didn’t want to do that. First off, he simply didn’t want to get out of his warm, cozy bed, and walk all the way over to that bathroom, and secondly he didn’t want his sounds or the light from the bathroom to wake Dennis up.

Bobby pulled his sheets down a little bit, exposing all of his chest and just the top part of his cock, which was sticking straight up at the ceiling. He took another look over at Dennis, saw no movement of any kind, and reached his left hand down to begin fondling himself. It felt amazing right away, his hard uncut young penis alive with pleasure at the very first stroke, which was nice and slow. Bobby pulled his foreskin all the way back, he ran his thumb and pointer finger over the head, near the piss slit, let a little precum leak out, and then placed his two fingers in his mouth and had a taste. Nice and sweet, the way Bobby liked it. Then he reached his left hand down again and stroked himself some more, slowly, one time, two times, three, and then he paused.

Dennis was fidgeting and moving around a little over in his bed. Bobby pulled the sheets back up over himself to hide his hardon, his eyes locked over on Dennis, seeing him through that one tiny little piece of blue moonlight. Dennis tossed a little bit and then, amazingly, wonderfully, his own big blanket started to slide over off the bed, exposing Dennis’s big, circumcised penis. Bobby’s eyes got all wide as he watched the cock flop out from under the blanket. God, it was so beautiful, so sexy, just such a perfect work of art. The sliver of moonlight shined right on the cock, leaving the rest of Dennis’s body draped in dark shadows. Dennis’s cock was flopped upwards, resting against his belly button. Bobby loved that angle, it was a perfect look for any penis, but especially for a beautiful cut one like this. In the moonlight, Bobby was able to let his eyes soak up every detail, the sexy look of that pink head, the little circumcision scar right below the head, and of course the way that the cock changed from a pink color to a brown/tan color as it went from the head to the shaft. Bobby once again lowered his own blankets and began to slowly pleasure himself as he observed and studied Dennis’s sexy cock.

Bobby used his left hand to stroke while his right hand cradled his balls, which were so warm and full of hot young boy cum begging to be released. He rolled his foreskin down, he rolled it back up, he slowly worked his long, dark shaft, letting the precum work as a lubricant while he stroked. Bobby even moaned a little bit; he couldn’t help it, as this felt so good. It was always pleasant to masturbate but some days it was fairly standard and other days it just felt oh so good, a kind of pleasure you wanted to keep going for as long as possible. Bobby stroked the shaft, up and down, up and down, up and down, over and over again, his cock becoming wet with the generous amount of precum that was now leaking down all over his shaft. All the while, he kept his eyes completely locked on Dennis’s beautiful penis.

Now something very interesting started to happen. Dennis let out a little moaning sound, and Bobby deduced that he was in throes of some sort of pleasant dream, and then Dennis’s penis began to move. It started with just one simple twitch, but that twitch was enough to drive Bobby mad with carnal desire. Then, a few seconds later, it twitched again and moved over a teeny little bit on Dennis’s belly button, sliding a little bit to the left side. And now, as Bobby continued to masturbate, he observed with fascination and joy that Dennis’s cock was starting to get hard. Dennis let out another moaning sound and Bobby wondered, in fact he hoped, that Dennis was having an erotic dream. He wondered what kinds of sexy dreams Dennis could be having. Was he perhaps dreaming of Laura back home? Or was he dreaming of something different? Was Bobby in his dream? He hoped so.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

Now Dennis’s penis was twitching every couple of seconds, beginning to grow, currently in that half-hard state that Bobby loved so much, where it wasn’t completely erect and sticking straight up, but it was starting to get there. It was fascinating to watch a penis grow, to see the way it could so quickly change from one size to another, much larger, size. Yup, there was no doubt about it; Dennis was getting hard. Bobby began to stroke himself harder and faster, still using his right hand to cradle and tease his testicles. Sometimes he would pull his scrotum out far, then let it flop back down, repeating that process again and again. All the while, Dennis’s penis kept growing.

Bobby paused his stroking for a moment, enjoying the feeling of edging, the slow sensual pleasure, and he just looked at Dennis’s cock, relishing this wonderful opportunity to study it and soak up all the sexy details. He watched it continue to twitch and move, to grow some more, and to begin developing into a full erection. Now it was starting to point upwards, not completely upwards at the moment, but getting there. Bobby’s eyes poured over it. He looked at the smooth, shaved pubic region, how it was completely hairless, and he imagined how nice it would feel to run his fingers over that area, to feel that smoothness with his own hands. Bobby wanted that so badly. He looked at the beauty of the pink head as it began to grow, to engorge as Dennis’s erection increased. And then, most sexiest of all, Bobby saw the precum. Even in this dark room, with only the moonlight to show him what was happening, he could see the glistening goo that was the precum as it began to form on the inside of Dennis’s piss-slit. A second later, the precum started to drip down Dennis’s long, brown colored shaft. It was too much for Bobby to take, and he returned his left hand to his own very hard cock, stroking faster and faster, knowing his climax would be soon, very soon.

Bobby studied Dennis’s balls, how big and sexy they looked lying flat against his stomach like that. He thought about how they would feel if he ever had the divine pleasure of touching them. He imagined their warmth. He pictured himself cradling those balls tenderly and gently, feeling their masculine warmth, while working Dennis’s big, hard cock with his other hand. He sucked in breath really deep, hoping that maybe, even with Dennis on the other side of the room, just maybe he might be able to get a sense of the smell of those balls. Bobby was a sensory creature and he loved smells and one of his personal favorite smells was the smell of the area right underneath another man’s balls. To Bobby, no other smell on earth was quite as sexy, quite as masculine, or quite as full of raw testosterone as that smell. God, how Bobby wanted to put his nose under Dennis’s scrotum, to soak up the smell, to open his mouth wide and lovingly suck on both balls. That was enough to do it, and Bobby immediately squirted all over himself, and it wasn’t a small amount, no Siree Bob, it was a gusher of hot cum that Bobby unloaded all over himself. Most it landed splat on his own stomach, but some of it went over Bobby’s sheets and a little bit of it even hit the wall to Bobby’s right side. Bobby managed to keep quiet during his orgasm, but it took sheer force of will, because he wanted to cry out loudly. Now he let go of his young cock and held his hand up in front of his face, studying it. It was completely covered in his cum, and Bobby began to lick his hand and suck the cum off his hand, into his mouth and down his throat. He didn’t have a towel handy so figured he might as well go ahead and eat the evidence. Bobby enjoyed eating his own cum, his own little kinky cherry on top of a hot jerk off sundae.

Bobby was scooping the cum up off of his tight, muscular chest and eating it up with relish, but when his eyes looked back over at sleeping Dennis and his beautiful, hard cock sticking straight up, Bobby decided he wasn’t quite finished yet. He had always been a fast reloader and, despite having a big orgasm less than a minute ago, he knew he wanted to have another one. He knew he needed to have another one.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

Bobby was scooping the cum up off of his tight, muscular chest and eating it up with relish, but when his eyes looked back over at sleeping Dennis and his beautiful, hard cock sticking straight up, Bobby decided he wasn’t quite finished yet. He had always been a fast reloader and, despite having a big orgasm less than a minute ago, he knew he wanted to have another one. He knew he needed to have another one. Bobby immediately got right back to work.

His cock was completely wet and sticky now from the big load he had just shot, but it was still as hard as a rock and now it felt even more alive with sexual sensations. It had been Bobby’s experience that if you went for two orgasms really fast, the second one was usually even better than the first. He now had plenty of semen to use as a lubricant as he resumed stroking. Rather than going slow and sensual like before, he was now going really fast, eager to have a second squirt as quickly as possible.

His eyes stayed on Dennis’s cock, which had reached its full glory. It was now sticking up like an exclamation point, with even more little drips of precum leaking out of it, sliding slowly down the long, brown shaft. Bobby jerked and stared, and now he played the entire erotic day back over in his brain, remembering all those sexy moments he had shared with Dennis in their first day as roommates. He thought of Dennis peeing with the door open, letting Bobby look at his hot cut cock as it shot out a jet of piss into the toilet. He thought of the way Dennis smelled when they did their big run at the stadium, how manly his sweat smelled. He thought about the feeling of Dennis’s strong hands massaging over his butt cheeks, the way he would sorta push them together and then pull them apart, how nice the cool night air had been on Bobby’s bare butt. He thought of that first moment in the locker room when Dennis had finally dropped his pants and stood completely nude before Bobby. He thought of the shape of Dennis’s ass, the glory of his swinging cock as they had walked over to the shower, and of course he thought of the sexy triangle of moles on Dennis’s left butt cheek. That last thought was bringing Bobby ever closer to his second orgasm, but then Bobby started to think about how it had felt being naked with Dennis and showering together, the way the Old Spice had smelled as the boys shared it together, rubbing the soap into their sexy, healthy, young, nude bodies. He thought of the casual way Dennis had observed his cock and the comments he had made. Most sexiest of all, he thought of the way Dennis had reacted when Bobby had asked if he would like to touch it, the way that he hadn’t said yes, but he also hadn’t quite said no. Bobby thought of those sly eyes and the way Dennis had studied Bobby’s uncut penis and then said, “Hmmmm, maybe later,” and that did it.

Bobby’s second orgasm was even bigger and gooier than the first one, as well as much more pleasurable. All the nerves in his cock and his foreskin were alive from the first orgasm, so the second one felt sensational, almost too wonderful to ever describe, and he actually squirted out a much bigger load than the first one, which had only been a few minutes ago. This time the cum went everywhere, but it was so dark in the room Bobby couldn’t really tell where it went. A lot of it landed on his naked chest, leaking down his tight tummy, but he imagined some of it had probably shot up and then landed on the carpeted floor. A part of him wondered if this was gonna leave incriminating stains, if Dennis might see a cum-stain on the carpet in the morning and know what Bobby had been up to, but then another part of him simply didn’t care. Another part of him kinda wanted Dennis to know that Bobby had been jerking himself off while staring at his sleeping, naked body. A part of him was very proud of his two big deliveries of cum and wanted to Dennis to know everything.

Bobby scooped much of the cum off his stomach and ate it eagerly, loving the taste, the smells, the whole package of sexy sensations. Two orgasms seemed to have done the trick and he let out a yawn, already feeling sleep begin to wrap its soft fingers around his body. He felt his face and realized there was some cum leaking down his cheek. He scooped it into his mouth and swallowed it up, finally pulling the blanket back up over his body and taking a quick glance at the digital clock on the small table next to his bed. It was 11:59, soon to be the stroke of midnight. Bobby reflected proudly that he had managed two monster loads of cum in less than ten minutes. He smiled a little to himself, allowed one last longing look at Dennis’s sexy cock in the beam of moonlight, and finally Bobby turned over to his right side, facing the wall, and let sweet sleep wash over him. He spent the night having very sexy dreams, and Dennis was the star of all of those dreams.

TO BE CONTINUED

 

[Bobby Briggs]

BOBBY GOES TO COLLEGE CONTINUED

The next two weeks went by very smoothly. Classes went very well for Bobby, who was enjoying the new experience of college life and meeting all his new professors and colleagues. He particularly liked his literary studies professor, Dr. Dick, who managed to keep everything interesting no matter how potentially dry the subject matter. Bobby had also decided to join the freshman track team and they met every weekday besides Fridays at 3:00PM. There were some very sexy boys on the track team and, best of all, they all seemed to be comfortable with nudity and showering together, meaning Bobby got to feast his eyes on lots of hot young athletic meat, yet his mind stayed focused on Dennis. Right now, no matter how many sexy boys Bobby came across in his daily life, his mind stayed occupied with his beautiful new roommate.

That part of college life was also going swimmingly. Dennis and Bobby got along very well as roommates and Bobby enjoyed having him around. Dennis was a very relaxed roommate, but also a very courteous one. For instance, Bobby appreciated how after he would read his Playboys, he would always put them back in the proper spot on the shelf, and he never hurt the covers or anything like that; he was very thoughtful. Also, he was very easy to study with, and the boys quickly settled into a routine of getting their homework done right away after classes. They would play music and just do their work in comfortable silence with each other, often capping the day off with a big run around the stadium. They hadn’t taken any more showers in the big locker room together, but Dennis always left the door bathroom door open when he was peeing or showering and so Bobby got plenty of looks. Dennis was comfortable walking around either semi nude or completely nude, so Bobby got used to be being the same way. They’d see each other naked and Bobby loved that, but it was all very casual and very comfortable, and Bobby loved that, as well. Dennis hadn’t really made any more overtly sexual or flirtatious remarks, but just being casual naked with his roommate so often was enough to keep Bobby happy as a clam.

As the second week got started, people around the dorm began to talk about how there was gonna be a big camping trip over the weekend, starting in the middle of the day on Friday. It seemed like most of the dorm building was going on this camping trip, and while Bobby enjoyed camping and outdoor life, right now he wasn’t really in the mood. Neither was Dennis, for that matter, who on Wednesday evening, as he and Bobby went for their nighttime run, brought the subject up.

“Are you going on the big camping trip?” Dennis asked as they paused between laps for water.

“I don’t think so,” Bobby said. “How about you?”

“Nah,” Dennis said, gulping the water and then splashing a generous amount over his face. “I like camping and all that, but I don’t think so. I’d rather hang around with you.”

“Same here,” Bobby said, leaning down to place his water bottle on the ground.

“In fact, I had an idea.”

“Tell me,” Bobby said as the two young men began to run again. They were beginning their sixteenth lap of what would be twenty. Generally, they did twenty laps every night. This was in addition to Bobby’s regular track meetings, so he was getting extra good at running, able to move even faster than ever. His legs were often sore, but it was a good sore, the healthy kind of sore, and he took pains to make sure and do his proper stretching and keep them healthy.

“Well, I’m pretty sure everybody else is going,” Dennis said. “So it would be just you and me all alone in the dorms. I thought it might be fun to get a little drinking done.”

“I like the sound of that,” Bobby said with a smile, and he did. He was a generally well behaved boy and he hadn’t had any liquor since starting classes, wanting to keep focused on his academics and maintain good grades, but he certainly did enjoy drinking sometimes, especially with other young men, and he especially wanted to drink with Dennis.

“Yeah, but as the mature adult in this relationship, and the man who will provide the liquor, I feel I must make sure you attend to your studies.” He said this in a funny voice, affecting a British accent like an old schoolmarm. Dennis often talked in silly accents or just in an amusing way, and Bobby found it very endearing.

“My studies are going very well, sir,” Bobby said, breathing in and out fast as they ran.

“I’m very glad to hear it. So we’ll make a rule, which is that you need to have all your work and everything completed before we do any drinking.”

“I can handle that,” Bobby said.

“And if you have completed all your studies and if you’ve been a very good boy, then we can drink.”

“I like it.”

“You want me to get some vodka?”

“Sure.”

“What do you wanna make?”

“Martinis,” Bobby said with no hesitation. He enjoyed pretty much any drink that was made with vodka, and had a special fondness for Bloody Marys, but right now he thought martinis sounded like they would really hit the spot.

“Roger that,” Dennis said. “I will get the vodka and the vermouth and some olives and we will have martinis. Unless you like them with lemon.”

“I like dirty,” Bobby said, letting the comment hang on the cool night air.

“As do I,” Dennis said. “I was thinking we could watch some movies, too. I’ve been looking at that collection of yours and you’ve got great stuff.”

“What do you wanna watch?” Bobby asked as they began their seventeenth lap.

“Something scary. How about those Freddy Krueger movies?”

“My favorite,” Bobby said approvingly. “Wanna just start with the first one? Have you seen any of them?”

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“Nah, I haven’t, but I know the guy.” Dennis made the little slashing noise and opened his hand up, imitating Freddy’s famous razor glove. “He comes in your dreams, right?”

“Correct,” Bobby said. “Though I have to warn you; I love the movies, but I wouldn’t really call most of them scary, especially not after part one or two.”

“What would you call them?” Dennis asked.

“Imaginative,” Bobby said. “Almost like fantasy movies. A lot of talented people worked on them.”

“Well, that’s what we shall watch,” Dennis said. “We’ll do a little drinking, we’ll watch some movies, we’ll have time to bond; it’ll be great.”

After making their plans, it suddenly seemed like Friday couldn’t come fast enough. Bobby felt fidgety through his classes on Thursday and Friday, eager to be finished with his work, eager for the noises of dormitory life to fade out as all the other boys headed off for the camping trip, eager to have some quality alone time with Dennis. After class finished on Friday, Bobby sat on a bench outside the library and called his beautiful Cornelio, filling him in on all the details as well as listening to Cornelio’s stories of life at his own campus, Richard Craven University.

“So any cute boys around?” Bobby asked.

“Tons, and I already fucked two,” Cornelio said proudly.

“Hey! Good for you!”

“Yeah, I fucked this boy named Kevin from my science class, and then I fucked another boy named William in my swim class.”

“Hot!” Bobby said enthusiastically.

“Yeah, and you wanna hear the naughtiest part?”

“Of course.”

“They both have girlfriends,” Cornelio said.

“Oh my, you are a very bad boy,” Bobby said, feeling proud of his boyfriend and his conquests. “That kinda makes me think of my roommate.”

“Ah yes, the beautiful blonde Dennis.”

“That’s the one,” Bobby said. “He’s got a girlfriend too, but maybe with a little effort I can change that.”

“I know that you can,” Cornelio said. “I don’t know how he’s shared a room with you and your stunning beauty for two whole weeks and not succumbed to your seductive powers yet.”

“All in good time, my love,” Bobby said playfully, mostly joking. At this exact moment, he still wasn’t completely sure what to make of Dennis, and the existence of Laura did cause a gnawing feeling in Bobby’s mind that he might never realize his carnal desires with Dennis.

“Tell me a little more about beautiful Dennis.”

“Well, we’re gonna drink tonight,” Bobby said. “Maybe get drunk. I’m curious to see him drunk.”

“That sounds fun. Gonna watch some movies?”

“That’s the plan, but I’ll tell you if anything exciting happens.”

“I hope it does,” Cornelio said. “A big strong sexy boy like you needs to get lots of action.”

“True,” Bobby said, glancing up at the big clocktower right above the library. It was almost 3:00PM. He only had a small bit of homework to do and he intended to take care of it right away and be ready for drinking with Dennis. “Well, I gotta go now, sweetie,” he said to Cornelio. “I miss you a lot.”

“I miss you a lot, too,” Cornelio said. “Miss that warm sexy body pressed against me.”

“I miss that big uncut cock thrusting away up my ass,” Bobby said seductively.

“Well maybe tonight there’ll be a big cut cock up there,” Cornelio answered.

“Cross your fingers,” Bobby said. “Bye bye, I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Cornelio said.

Bobby only stopped once, to get a cold sandwich at the deli attached to the library, not wanting it now but thinking it might make a good dinner later. Then he headed straight to his dorm room and got to work on his homework, busting through it all really quickly. He was almost finished when the door opened and Dennis came walking in, wearing a really sexy, tight pair of bluejeans and a nice peach colored button up shirt. “Oh look, it’s Bad Boy Bobby,” he said as he entered the room, closing the door behind him.

“Oh look, it’s Dennis The Menace,” Bobby said, looking up from his book and smiling. “How’s your day?”

“Okay,” Dennis said, sounding a little glum. “How’s yours?”

“Fine, sir, fine, and I’m almost done with my homework which means we can start drinking soon. At least, so long as your homework is finished, as well.”

“I finished it all up at the library,” Dennis said, still sounding a little sad.

Bobby finished his work, closed his book, dropped his pencil, and looked up at Dennis. “Is everything okay, handsome?” he asked. This was a little bit of flirtation that Bobby had gotten used to over the past two weeks. He would casually call Dennis handsome and Dennis didn’t seem to mind, and then Dennis would often say, in this perfectly breeze tone of voice, that Bobby was “a big sexy man.” He would use it punctuate sentences or questions or whatever, like, “Where you heading off to, big sexy man?” Bobby enjoyed this very much.

“Well, I had kind of a weird day,” Dennis said, dropping his backpack on the ground next to his bed and then sitting down on the mattress.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Bobby asked. “It’s okay if you don’t, but if you do, I’m here.”

Dennis shrugged. “Well, Laura and I broke up.”

Bobby’s heart made a leap in his chest, but he reminded himself that this was still sad for Dennis and he should at least try and pretend like he felt badly for him. “Oh, that’s too bad. How come?”

“Well, I ended it, actually,” Dennis said. “Mostly I was just being realistic. I’m going to school here, she’s going to school somewhere else, and I really didn’t wanna do the long distance thing.”

“I get it,” Bobby said. “I’m still sorry. Are you feeling sad? Do you wanna postpone our night?”

Dennis immediately perked up. “Are you kidding? I’ve been looking forward to tonight ever since we brought it up. A little fun and drinking is just what I need right now. Also, to be honest, well, can I tell you something?”

“Of course,” Bobby said.

“I mostly feel sad that I don’t feel that sad, you know? Like, I was thinking of breaking up with her, and I was kinda putting it off, but once I did it, I felt a lot better, like a weight had been lifted.”

“So then let’s look at this as a positive thing,” Bobby said perkily.

“You’re right,” Dennis said, standing up. “I am a free man now; I am single and fabulous and I can fuck any person I want!” He turned his back and headed over to the bathroom, where he stood in front of the mirror and began brushing his teeth, and Bobby’s mind went back over the sentence Dennis had just uttered.

“I can fuck any person I want.” That’s what Dennis had said. Not any girl I want, but rather, any person. Bobby wondered if there was any significant to this and he thought there just might be. He put his books up on the shelf over his table and stood up, eager to get his drink-fueled evening with Dennis started.

TO BE CONTINUED

 

[Bobby Briggs]

BOBBY GOES TO COLLEGE CONTINUED

Bobby took a peek inside the generously sized fridge/freezer combo that had come with the room. He was pleased to see that Dennis had put the vodka into the freezer. Bobby himself believed that gin and vodka should always be consumed as cold as possible, unlike the brown liquors. The idea of a warm martini turned Bobby’s stomach, but a nice, perfectly cold one with chilled vodka was a divine pleasure, especially when enjoyed in good company, as he would be doing tonight. Bobby got to work taking two of his martini glasses off the shelf. He poured a little vermouth into both glasses, swirled it around in the glasses for a second, and then tossed the vermouth down the sink. Next, he placed the glasses into the freezer to let them chill a few minutes while Dennis continued to brush his teeth in the bathroom.

“Do you wanna take a shower?” Dennis asked, spitting his toothpaste out into the sink.

“Yeah, I was gonna.”

“Me, too,” Dennis said, rinsing his mouth out, now swirling with a little bit of Listerine. “You wanna go first, or should I?”

“You go ahead,” Bobby said.

“I won’t be long,” Dennis said, already pulling his shirt and jeans off. Bobby allowed himself a quick glance at Dennis as he removed his clothes, noticing and appreciating the way Dennis’s lovely cock came flopping out as soon as the jeans were removed, soaking up the look of that beautiful pink head and that beautiful brown shaft. Then Dennis had his back turned to Bobby as he reached into the shower and turned on the water. Bobby’s eyes scanned over Dennis’s perfect bubble butt, pausing to study the triangle of brown moles on the left buttcheek that drove Bobby oh so crazy. A second after that, and Dennis disappeared into the shower, closing the glass door behind him. Already the room was starting to fill with the wonderful smell of man, the smell of the liquid Old Spice that Dennis used in the shower. Bobby took a moment to inhale and exhale slowly, letting the smell really get into him. Next, Bobby started doing a small bit of tidying up, wanting the room to be nice and clean for their movie night. He used a Lysol spray on the kitchen counter and underneath the burners, and he also sanitized the handles on the refrigerator and the doorknob of the bathroom as well as the main door to the room. After just a few minutes, the sound of the shower water stopped and Dennis came stepping out, grabbing a blue towel off the rack.

“Okay, it’s all yours,” Dennis said, standing nude before Bobby, drying off his beautiful body. Bobby wasn’t about to miss any opportunity to be naked along with Dennis, so he quickly slid out of all his clothes, tossing them into the small laundry hamper he kept near his bed, and entered the bathroom where Dennis was toweling off.

“Ooooh, Bad Boy Bobby’s all naked!” Dennis said gaily.

“Big deal,” Bobby said, smiling as he leaned into the shower and turned it on. “You’ve seen me naked before.”

“True, but each time it’s like the first time, and always a delight,” Dennis said, currently drying off his butt, opening the cheeks a little bit to get the towel up there.

Bobby didn’t know what to say to that, so he decided to just say nothing, merely offering Dennis a little smirk and then stepping into the shower. The water was very hot, as both Dennis and Bobby enjoyed their showers almost scalding. Bobby let the water wash over him and then he started putting some shampoo over his scalp, although he only needed a little bit, as his hair was still very short. He squeezed out some of the Old Spice and applied that to his body. Dennis and Bobby had agreed to just share the soap and alternate who paid for a new bottle whenever one was needed. This made sense and helped to keep the shower area de-cluttered. Bobby took a fast shower, but he still made sure to get every inch and crevice clean. Less than five minutes later, Bobby shut off the water and opened the door.

Dennis was still standing there and he was still butt naked. Bobby thought this might bode well for him personally. Was Dennis just gonna stay naked all evening? Bobby hoped so, and he wondered if perhaps he should also stay naked to subtly encourage Dennis to not put on any clothes. Bobby began toweling off while Dennis applied some of his Clubman aftershave to his face and body. He glanced over at Bobby. “Good shower?” he asked.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“Yup, I feel very nice and clean.”

“Well, a bad boy like you is never totally clean, but I understand what you’re saying,” Dennis said. “You want some of my aftershave?”

Bobby was finished toweling off his body and now he hung the towel back on the rack and walked over to Dennis, still totally nude. “Sure,” he said, holding out his hand for the bottle.

He had expected Dennis to just hand the bottle over, but instead he splashed some of the lotion onto his hands and then started slapping it lightly over Bobby’s face and his cheeks. “There you go,” he said as he applied the aftershave. “Smells nice, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, very,” Bobby agreed, smiling a little, enjoying the feeling of being pampered by Dennis. Even better, Dennis then tossed more aftershave onto his hands and started to slap it over Bobby’s body. He slapped some over Bobby’s chest and his stomach and then he surprised him with a quick slap on the ass before returning the cap to the top of the bottle and placing the bottle back inside the medicine cabinet.

“Well, I smell nice and clean, you smell nice and clean, and I’m ready to start drinking and watching some movies!”

“Me, too,” Bobby said, following Dennis out into the bedroom area. Dennis walked over towards his own bed and Bobby was a little disappointed to see him reaching down for a pair of running shorts and sliding them on. Damn, Bobby thought to himself. It looked like his fantasies of a long nude movie marathon were not to be realized tonight, although Bobby was pleased to note that Dennis didn’t put any other clothing on; just the shorts. He continued walking around with no shirt on and Bobby couldn’t get enough of looking at his strong, shaped arms and his nicely defined chest and perky brown nipples. Bobby had decided two weeks ago that he was gonna let Dennis take the lead for any sort of potential seduction, so he also got himself a pair of running shorts and put them on, leaving the top part of his body unclothed.

“Do you wanna make the drinks or should I?” Dennis asked.

“I can do it,” Bobby said. “Dirty vodka martini, right?”

“Correct, sir, and shaken, not stirred,” Dennis said, putting on a humorous Sean Connery drawl.

“Of course,” Bobby said, getting the chilled glasses and the vodka out of the freezer. “How much vermouth do you like?” he asked.

“I like it very dry,” Dennis said. He was now busy pulling some candles out of his desk drawer. “I got us some candles,” he said. “I thought it might add to the movie atmosphere to turn out the lights and have some candlelight.”

Bobby loved candlelight. He found it both soothing and also romantic. “Good idea,” he said simply, carefully mixing the vermouth and the vodka over ice into his shaker.

“Yeah, especially for something really scary like this,” Dennis said. “Candles seem appropriate.”

“Again, I’m not sure how scary you’ll find these movies, aside from maybe the first one.”

“I dunno, I get scared pretty easily,” Dennis said. “You ever see Halloween?”

Bobby snorted. “Yes, of course I’ve seen Halloween; everyone has.”

“Sorry, Gene Shalit,” Dennis said, smiling at Bobby. “Well, I saw that when I was a little kid and I wet the bed that night and then I didn’t sleep at all for like a whole week. Dad wouldn’t let me watch horror movies again for a long time.”

“No? That’s too bad; I watched nothing but scary stuff when I was a kid.”

“Well, once Dad put his foot down, it stayed down,” Dennis said as he placed the candles around the room and got started lighting them.

“How about your mom?”

“My mom died when I was little,” Dennis said. “It was just my dad and I.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Bobby said. This was new information that Dennis had not shared with him before.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“Yeah, it sucks, but what are you gonna do? I think I got a lot of my personality from being raised by just dad.”

“Oh yeah? Like how?” Now Bobby was pouring some olive juice into his shaker.

“Well, like for instance how I usually pee with the door opened. Dad said since we were just two guys living together, it was okay to leave the door open for #1, but never for #2.”

“I think that’s a sound logic,” Bobby said, now putting the top on his shaker and shaking it around.

“And Dad also said that if we had women over at the house, then it had to be closed door even for peeing. But if it was other dudes, like his poker buddies and stuff, you could leave the door open.”

“I’m on open door urinator myself,” Bobby said.

“Yes, I’ve noticed that,” Dennis said, a small sentence that send a little sexy shiver up Bobby’s spine. “I think it’s more masculine; like, we’re all dudes, what do we got to hide?”

“I agree,” Bobby said, finished mixing and now pouring the martinis out into their respective glasses. He glanced behind him and noticed that Dennis was starting to push his bed along the floor of the room. “What’s you doing there, big guy?” Bobby asked.

“I had an idea,” Dennis said, pushing his bed up against Bobby’s bed, fusing them together to create one, much larger, bed. “There, perfect,” he said. “We push them together and then we have a giant bed! What do you think?”

Well this is very interesting, Bobby thought to himself. “I like it,” he said.

“Plus this way you can hold onto me if I get too scared,” Dennis said. He was finishing up his little feng shui experiment by scooting a small table over to it was beside the two beds fused as one. “We can put our drinks there and then we don’t have to get up for anything,” he said proudly.

Bobby grabbed his Nightmare on Elm Street boxed set off of his shelf and placed the first movie into the BluRay player. They had mounted the decent sized TV up on the wall the first night and it looked great and sounded great. Bobby was very serious about his movies and believed they should always look and sound as good as they possibly could. “You ready to get started?” he asked, walking over to Dennis and handing him his martini.

Dennis took a sip of the martini and made a satisfied sighing sound. “Hey, these are good!” he said. “And yes, I’m ready. Which side of the bed do you want?”

“I like to be against the wall,” Bobby said, climbing onto the bed, which he had made this morning. The blankets remained tucked in and, for the time being, the two boys lay spread out on the bed above the covers. It was a hot day and the window was open and the fan was going, so there was no real need to get under the covers right now.

Dennis handed Bobby his martini and then held up his own, waiting to do a toast. “To Bad Boy Bobby,” he said, “My new roommate and my new friend.”

Bobby was a little touched by this toast, almost surprised by the utter sweetness, by Dennis’s lack of propriety, how he just said what he meant, and he smiled as they clinked their glasses together. Bobby had also made sure to put two water bottles down on the table. He was a smart drinker and he always made sure to drink a bottle of water between each alcoholic drink he made so he would stay hydrated and avoid a bad hangover the next day. Bobby pointed at the water bottles and said, “Make sure to drink lots of water. I try to have water between every drink.”

“Smart boy,” Dennis said, reaching over Bobby’s body to flick off the room light. Now they were surrounded by peaceful, romantic candlelight as the movie got ready to start. “So how many of these movies are there?”

“Seven,” Bobby said, and then amended his comment. “Well, I guess there are nine, but I don’t watch past part seven.”

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“How come?” Dennis asked, taking a sip of his martini.

“I just like these seven,” Bobby said. “And I like the last one a lot, New Nightmare, I think that works as a finale to the whole series.”

“We gonna try to watch all seven tonight?” Dennis asked, sounding excited at the prospect.

“Sure, but it’s okay if we can’t make it,” Bobby said. Personally, he was hoping they would at least get through part four, The Dream Master. With its fast paced style and absolutely fantastic ‘80s soundtrack, it was Bobby’s personal favorite of the whole series. “Drinking tends to make me a little sleepy.”

Dennis took another sip of his drink. “I wasn’t kidding; these are really good. You make them like a professional bartender.”

“I know what I’m doing,” Bobby said proudly, taking a sip of his own drink. It was cold and refreshing and good, the bite from the alcohol rather strong, as Bobby tended to pour generously when mixing a drink. Bobby mentally reminded himself to take it easy and vowed that he would limit himself to just two drinks per movie, that way he wouldn’t be totally sloshed by the time they started part two.

The movie got started and they were in Freddy Krueger’s evil dream world. For the next hour, the two boys just watched the movie and sipped their drinks and enjoyed both. This was Bobby’s first time watching a movie with Dennis and he was enjoying it very much. He appreciated that Dennis didn’t play with his phone and send texts during the movie, that he stayed focused on what was going on in the story. He also wasn’t like those annoying people who talk the whole movie, but when he did say something, he had interesting things to say. Bobby felt very comfortable lying on the now-big-bed, half naked beside Dennis, sipping the martini.

They were about an hour into the movie, just past the scene of Nancy’s mother explaining to her exactly what went down with Krueger and the angry parents of Elm Street in the past, when Dennis suggested they take a pause and make more drinks. He had finished his drink and his water bottle awhile ago.

“Sounds good,” Bobby said, pausing the movie and scooting off the bed. He headed over to the kitchen area and started mixing drinks again. Dennis headed over to the bathroom to have a pee, and while Bobby stayed focused on mixing the drinks, he still took one quick glance over to see Dennis holding his penis and unleashing his stream into the toilet. It was a pleasant glance and then Bobby returned his attention to the drinks as Dennis flushed and started washing his hands. By the time Dennis came out of the bathroom, Bobby was almost done mixing.

Dennis came up behind him and unexpectedly put his hands on Bobby’s shoulders, starting to rub and massage them together. “How’s your back feeling?” he asked.

“Fine,” Bobby said.

“I don’t know, I think you’re a little tight,” Dennis said, continuing to massage Bobby. “I’m thinking maybe someone needs a nice full body massage.”

“Maybe later,” Bobby said, and then immediately wondered why he had said that. Here was Dennis, wearing absolutely nothing but a small pair of running shorts, standing behind Bobby and rubbing his shoulders and asking him if he wanted a full body massage, and Bobby was coming back with “Maybe later”? Bobby decided not to fret about it and, with the second round of drinks now mixed and poured, the boys returned to the bed. Bobby scooted over to his side, the right side of his body pressing up against the wall a little bit, and then Dennis spread out next to him, taking a sip of his drink and then placing it on the table.

Bobby pushed play and the movie resumed, but a second later, something very interesting happened. Dennis scooched a little closer over to Bobby and then wrapped his right arm around Bobby, his hand sorta dangling down in front of Bobby’s chest, and then he just stayed in that position. Bobby liked it. He enjoyed the feeling of Dennis’s strong arm against the back of his neck and the warmth emanating from his roommate’s body. Bobby continued to watch the movie in that position and said nothing, just enjoying the feeling, most especially enjoying the casual way Dennis had wrapped his arm around him, no big deal.

TO BE CONTINUED