Am I Dreaming ?
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Yes, the date was fine. I had met Linda the previous year through a friend at a party and we hit it off right away. Tonight, unfortunately, I was distracted by what had happened earlier in the evening and decided to take her back early to the apartment she was sharing off campus. Linda had just turned 20 as had I. She didn’t mind the early evening as we were both tired from a busy day. I liked her apartment and was looking for one myself not far from it. My other option was to join a fraternity. Lots of thoughts were swirling in my head as I approached my dorm. As usual, I used the left side door as that was closer to my “suite” than the main entrance. It was such a nice evening out that I almost hated going in. “Are you all hot and bothered ?” came the masculine, pleasant voice from the shadows by the door. Jack was sitting, out of view, on a side step with Bob, a friend, who was smoking a cigarette. The glow from the cigarette highlighted Jack’s handsome face. As Bob spoke when he got up to go inside, Jack patted the spot beside him inviting me to sit down. I could feel my heart racing. He asked about my date, although rather with disinterest. He let out a chuckle when he saw that I had undone my tie. “Am I going to have to show you all over again how to do that ?” In the worst way I wanted to say ‘yes, right now’ !! I found out that he’d gone for a drink across the street then came home to watch a movie. He yawned a couple of times and asked if I was heading inside. I unlocked my door and he came inside with me as I put my jacket down. We were being quiet because my roommate was sleeping in the next room. Jack said why didn’t I change and come next door for a beer. He was by himself this weekend so that we could talk and listen to some music without bothering anyone. By the time I changed into some shorts and a t-shirt, Jack had already changed and had 2 beers out for us when I got there. He had nothing on but a pair of sweatpants. I’d seen him briefly in the showers but forgot exactly what a nice body he had. My attention immediately went to the motion below his waist. Would ‘chubbed up’ be a correct description ? Or was that just wishful thinking ? What next ? This was an all new ballgame to me……………...
Yes, the date was fine. I had met Linda the previous year through a friend at a party and we hit it off right away. Tonight, unfortunately, I was distracted by what had happened earlier in the evening and decided to take her back early to the apartment she was sharing off campus. Linda had just turned 20 as had I. She didn’t mind the early evening as we were both tired from a busy day. I liked her apartment and was looking for one myself not far from it. My other option was to join a fraternity. Lots of thoughts were swirling in my head as I approached my dorm. As usual, I used the left side door as that was closer to my “suite” than the main entrance. It was such a nice evening out that I almost hated going in. “Are you all hot and bothered ?” came the masculine, pleasant voice from the shadows by the door. Jack was sitting, out of view, on a side step with Bob, a friend, who was smoking a cigarette. The glow from the cigarette highlighted Jack’s handsome face. As Bob spoke when he got up to go inside, Jack patted the spot beside him inviting me to sit down. I could feel my heart racing. He asked about my date, although rather with disinterest. He let out a chuckle when he saw that I had undone my tie. “Am I going to have to show you all over again how to do that ?” In the worst way I wanted to say ‘yes, right now’ !! I found out that he’d gone for a drink across the street then came home to watch a movie. He yawned a couple of times and asked if I was heading inside. I unlocked my door and he came inside with me as I put my jacket down. We were being quiet because my roommate was sleeping in the next room. Jack said why didn’t I change and come next door for a beer. He was by himself this weekend so that we could talk and listen to some music without bothering anyone. By the time I changed into some shorts and a t-shirt, Jack had already changed and had 2 beers out for us when I got there. He had nothing on but a pair of sweatpants. I’d seen him briefly in the showers but forgot exactly what a nice body he had. My attention immediately went to the motion below his waist. Would ‘chubbed up’ be a correct description ? Or was that just wishful thinking ? What next ? This was an all new ballgame to me……………...
P.S. Don't be too harsh as this is the one and only 'story' I've ever written . AND
put out for all to see. Didn't even know how or where to post it.
put out for all to see. Didn't even know how or where to post it.
#3
I couldn’t help having that feeling, AGAIN, that I was totally out of my element. I was thinking back on my freshman year when I roomed with the ‘big man on campus’ quarterback, David. I lived in a small town in New York but had to attend high school one town over. It was my choice not to attend the private academy in our town, much to my parents’ chagrin. And I think I was the only one in my high school whose family wasn’t considered wealthy. But everyone was friendly and, unknowingly, I was pulled into the ‘A’ group of really nice kids. It had to be partially because of the day I missed the bus to school. My Mom called a friend of hers, whose family owned a mill not far from my school, to ask Emily “if you could drop Billy, er, Bill off there this morning ?”. Nobody ever mentioned it, but arriving in that brand new PINK Cadillac, in front of the whole school, did nothing to hurt my status, except my face matched the color of the car.
And Dave, my college freshman roommate (BMOC), had a new Buick convertible on campus. He was very popular and I soon got to know the entire freshman football team. Our room, at times, took on the atmosphere of a locker room. I mention these things (digress ?) not to give you whip-lash, but I always seemed to have the good fortune of seeing and enjoying how the other half lived. None-the-less, I still felt many times out of my element (I know... sorry). I wasn’t a jock, didn’t have unlimited funds, never thought of myself as handsome as the people I knew. It was nice that many of my high school friends were also on campus. Such a nice looking, polished, sexy group.
That’s when I started to notice my attraction to guys. Dave was quite a superb specimen of a ‘hot’ dude and I suppose I was burying any true physical attraction to him. It helped that I was attracted also to him as a person. I considered myself very fortunate to have such a considerate, genuine guy as a roommate. It didn’t hurt that he was, in hindsight, a hunk. No ego. None. However, I did know one thing, whenever I questioned myself about my sexuality. I would never do or say anything to make anyone uncomfortable around me or embarrass them in any way.
OK, I give in. Dave was far more than ‘hot’. He was the complete package. When I first met him on campus I was concerned. Yeah, (everyone all together) 'out of my element’. But he helped me put that aside. Dave and I ate dinner together most evenings at his request. Even with his football schedule and many football buddies, he studied with me at the library or in our room more times than not. It amused me that the BMOC was my friend. Dave once commented jokingly that people were going to start to wonder if we were an item. The ‘complete package’ included not just model looks, great personality and a great body, but a real package most guys would be envious of. One couldn’t help but notice what he did to a pair of jeans. Even though I knew what he was packing, I was always amazed at the size of his dick and balls along with ‘the’ ass of all asses. One night, when he asked if I had a pair of shorts he could borrow because he hadn’t done his laundry, I almost laughed. No way could he pack all of ‘that’ into my
shorts. (He did !!)
Not a nudist but after a shower he didn’t rush to get dressed, preferring a towel wrapped around his waist until he eventually just let it drop on his bed. And when guys across the hall came out of the shower and decided to stop by, there were many nude wrestling events in my room, with many eyes zeroing in on Dave. I always thought that if some of the girls I knew could be a ‘fly-on-the-wall’, could be me, they’d be in their glory. I was and didn’t totally know why.
The many times I would meet Dave in the freshman locker room after practice, I thought the same thing. Those girls’ mouths would drop open. All of the handsome guys, the glistening bodies, the testosterone and ‘equipment’ on display. And there were always those good old ‘semis’ that were just part of the territory.
tbc
I couldn’t help having that feeling, AGAIN, that I was totally out of my element. I was thinking back on my freshman year when I roomed with the ‘big man on campus’ quarterback, David. I lived in a small town in New York but had to attend high school one town over. It was my choice not to attend the private academy in our town, much to my parents’ chagrin. And I think I was the only one in my high school whose family wasn’t considered wealthy. But everyone was friendly and, unknowingly, I was pulled into the ‘A’ group of really nice kids. It had to be partially because of the day I missed the bus to school. My Mom called a friend of hers, whose family owned a mill not far from my school, to ask Emily “if you could drop Billy, er, Bill off there this morning ?”. Nobody ever mentioned it, but arriving in that brand new PINK Cadillac, in front of the whole school, did nothing to hurt my status, except my face matched the color of the car.
And Dave, my college freshman roommate (BMOC), had a new Buick convertible on campus. He was very popular and I soon got to know the entire freshman football team. Our room, at times, took on the atmosphere of a locker room. I mention these things (digress ?) not to give you whip-lash, but I always seemed to have the good fortune of seeing and enjoying how the other half lived. None-the-less, I still felt many times out of my element (I know... sorry). I wasn’t a jock, didn’t have unlimited funds, never thought of myself as handsome as the people I knew. It was nice that many of my high school friends were also on campus. Such a nice looking, polished, sexy group.
That’s when I started to notice my attraction to guys. Dave was quite a superb specimen of a ‘hot’ dude and I suppose I was burying any true physical attraction to him. It helped that I was attracted also to him as a person. I considered myself very fortunate to have such a considerate, genuine guy as a roommate. It didn’t hurt that he was, in hindsight, a hunk. No ego. None. However, I did know one thing, whenever I questioned myself about my sexuality. I would never do or say anything to make anyone uncomfortable around me or embarrass them in any way.
OK, I give in. Dave was far more than ‘hot’. He was the complete package. When I first met him on campus I was concerned. Yeah, (everyone all together) 'out of my element’. But he helped me put that aside. Dave and I ate dinner together most evenings at his request. Even with his football schedule and many football buddies, he studied with me at the library or in our room more times than not. It amused me that the BMOC was my friend. Dave once commented jokingly that people were going to start to wonder if we were an item. The ‘complete package’ included not just model looks, great personality and a great body, but a real package most guys would be envious of. One couldn’t help but notice what he did to a pair of jeans. Even though I knew what he was packing, I was always amazed at the size of his dick and balls along with ‘the’ ass of all asses. One night, when he asked if I had a pair of shorts he could borrow because he hadn’t done his laundry, I almost laughed. No way could he pack all of ‘that’ into my
shorts. (He did !!)
Not a nudist but after a shower he didn’t rush to get dressed, preferring a towel wrapped around his waist until he eventually just let it drop on his bed. And when guys across the hall came out of the shower and decided to stop by, there were many nude wrestling events in my room, with many eyes zeroing in on Dave. I always thought that if some of the girls I knew could be a ‘fly-on-the-wall’, could be me, they’d be in their glory. I was and didn’t totally know why.
The many times I would meet Dave in the freshman locker room after practice, I thought the same thing. Those girls’ mouths would drop open. All of the handsome guys, the glistening bodies, the testosterone and ‘equipment’ on display. And there were always those good old ‘semis’ that were just part of the territory.
tbc
This is a great story so far…I sure hope it continues!
#4
Jack also was the complete package. Well, I did have to guess at part of it. He and Dave were familiar with each other because of football, even though they had different playing years. I promise I won’t mention ‘it’ again, but I was actually starting to enjoy when the three of us would go for dinner or a movie together. Imagine. However, I did get the feeling that Jack wasn’t crazy about Dave tagging along as much !? And it quietly seemed that a new dynamic was forming. Jack was more handsome than I had realized. He always had a slight tan with a five o’clock shadow. His smile displayed his perfect white teeth and was always appealing. Jack was also somewhat of a jock as well as quite intelligent, a good student with a great, subtle sense of humor. He was planning to go into law just like his dad. No angel but you could tell he came from a great, loving family (more about that later). He was always polite, low-key, liked by everyone. Including me. Yup. That would actually be right up my alley. I never really gave him that much thought before. Had I found someone with whom I could finally be more comfortable, more ‘myself’, Billy ? Could really blossom, as they say ??
As he walked into the little kitchen area for some snacks for us, I was able to take him all in and felt that now familiar stirring. And the tenting in those sweatpants would not be ignored. When he sat back down next to me on the sofa he let out a deep sigh and put his hand tightly on my knee. “Man, I’m feeling so horny tonight. Must have been that movie.” Then looking at me with a devilish smirk on his face, “There were some damn fine bodies on display. Even some of the ladies.” I had all I could do to not fall over !! No reaction from me, though ! “You know, Billy…..do you prefer Bill or Billy ?. ..you’re quite a handsome guy yourself, but you must know that. I’ve seen some of the ‘pretty’ people you hang around with.
Linda’s friends are so gorgeous slash handsome and you fit right in. I don’t think you realize some of the attention coming your way at times.” I just sat there red-faced and totally tongue-tied one of the few times in my life. Huh ?
As a distraction I reached across Jack to the coffee table for some chips and my elbow met with major resistance when I accidentally (really!) brushed across his rock hard cock. “Whoa, sorry, Jack.” Could I make it any more awkward ? Wasn’t there a 911 number to call ? A Rule Book or guide, maybe Cliff Notes somewhere handy ? Looking directly into my eyes, there was another deep sigh when he stretched his legs out and leaned back on the sofa. Hand again on my knee, his head quite comfortable on my shoulder.
Jack then used his free hand to gently, but firmly, place my hand on his lap…..
911
tbc
#5
Jack’s bedroom phone jolted us out of our lull. I was upset because, at this point, I was anticipating ... well, anyway. It was late. As Jack, looking flustered, rushed in to answer the phone, I stood up, pulled myself together, finished my beer and picked up my keys. In the other room Jack’s voice went to a whisper but I could tell he was protesting something being said.
Returning, he was all apologies. “Sorry about that. Ah, wrong number.” At midnight that was obviously not a wrong number. But why the ‘lie’ ? Even innocent little Billy, half out if it, knew that. I followed Jack’s stare at my shorts. Chubbed would have been an understatement. “Billy, you’re not leaving are you? Now ?” And with a half smile, “The evening has just started. I thought you were beginning to feel more at ease, especially with crazy me. Were finally feeling more comfortable in your whole new world. Look at that boner you’re sporting.” At that point Jack went over to the sofa, took a gulp of his beer and hastily yanked off his sweatpants, letting them drop to the floor. This was definitely a first for me !! I felt my racing heart about to explode out of my chest as he quickly turned around and walked back toward me ... with a glorious, huge erection. My BMOC, Dave, has a twin !!!! And what an amazing sensation I had as I could feel the leaking, my own erection reaching an attention-needing level. I hoped I was ready for wherever this was going. Oh, be gentle. (Well, not too gentle). The kid in me had one thought: ‘Wow” !!! Jack enveloped me in his arms, chest against chest, rubbing that splendid hard cock against mine through my shorts.
Of course, now the loud knocking on Jack’s door. Of course... at midnight ! Were we filming a movie
here ? Damn it !!!
tbc
Jack’s bedroom phone jolted us out of our lull. I was upset because, at this point, I was anticipating ... well, anyway. It was late. As Jack, looking flustered, rushed in to answer the phone, I stood up, pulled myself together, finished my beer and picked up my keys. In the other room Jack’s voice went to a whisper but I could tell he was protesting something being said.
Returning, he was all apologies. “Sorry about that. Ah, wrong number.” At midnight that was obviously not a wrong number. But why the ‘lie’ ? Even innocent little Billy, half out if it, knew that. I followed Jack’s stare at my shorts. Chubbed would have been an understatement. “Billy, you’re not leaving are you? Now ?” And with a half smile, “The evening has just started. I thought you were beginning to feel more at ease, especially with crazy me. Were finally feeling more comfortable in your whole new world. Look at that boner you’re sporting.” At that point Jack went over to the sofa, took a gulp of his beer and hastily yanked off his sweatpants, letting them drop to the floor. This was definitely a first for me !! I felt my racing heart about to explode out of my chest as he quickly turned around and walked back toward me ... with a glorious, huge erection. My BMOC, Dave, has a twin !!!! And what an amazing sensation I had as I could feel the leaking, my own erection reaching an attention-needing level. I hoped I was ready for wherever this was going. Oh, be gentle. (Well, not too gentle). The kid in me had one thought: ‘Wow” !!! Jack enveloped me in his arms, chest against chest, rubbing that splendid hard cock against mine through my shorts.
Of course, now the loud knocking on Jack’s door. Of course... at midnight ! Were we filming a movie
here ? Damn it !!!
tbc
#6
Loud knocking woke us. Jack, half-asleep, quickly got up, excused himself and went to the door. I’ve never fallen asleep like that in someone’s presence. In a way, I was immediately relieved. No phone call ? No ‘lie’ ? My beer still on the coffee table beside my keys ? I suddenly realized how much my ‘imaginations’ had both bothered me at first and then excited me. And realized also how much my new, evolving experiences meant to me !!!! Evidently how much Jack meant to me. Yes, I was still here with him (but, of course, he still had those sweatpants on) !! Now do I have to play out everything, AGAIN , in real life ???? At this point I’m really looking forward to it.
tbc
#7
There has been a lot of water over the dam these past many years. We all eventually graduated and most of us have remained friends and/or in touch. Dave and Linda dated and really fell for each other. They married right after college and live in Connecticut with their 3 handsome sons (you’d expect less?). Dave would be familiar to football fans as he is the praised coach of a popular nearby college team. He is still a hunk and, after all these years, still one of my best friends. Linda would be familiar also if you watch television in New York. And if you watch the national news.
I didn’t tell you much about Jack’s friend, Bob, but he is still at university, now a professor. He and his partner, Mel (who knew?), live close to the university. They love the campus life and still have coffee every morning at the Student Union. Age has done nothing to diminish how sexy and handsome they are. Mel continues to model for an agency in New York (yes, you’d recognize him).
Also never had a chance to introduce you to Jim, but I’d met him in my senior year when we did some publicity together for the college theatrical group. He and his wife, Amy, live in Brooklyn and Jim has worked ‘behind the scenes’ in New York theater for years. And Amy is a character actress in a ton of movies. Jim, it turns out, is bi-sexual and his story is a book unto itself. Together their stories are unbelievably engaging.
OK. Who am I forgetting ? Oh, yes. Jack ! He went to Columbia Law School and is a very successful, well known, lawyer in the city, with an office also in Los Angeles. His clients are a who’s who list in the entertainment industry and politics, actually from all walks of life. No, thankfully, Donald Trump is not one of them. When he talks about ‘work’ it sounds as though he’s being pretentious. He’s not. The stories are always beyond fascinating.
Let’s see. Who else ? Oh ….. me, Billy. Billy did all right for himself. Right after graduation I came into a huge inheritance that I didn’t know existed. Money doesn’t make you happy, but it sure can make you comfortable.
I had just moved to the village in NYC …… with Jack. There was no hesitation about that, ever. And it’s been nothing but enjoyable. We’ve lived in some very nice places and currently home is a large brownstone on the Upper West Side. Jim is always able to get us theater tickets (house seats) or concert tickets to anything we want to see. Nothing is ever truly sold out. Dave is always there with tickets for any sporting event. We have a very active social life in the most wonderful city in the world. And I’m still like a little kid enjoying that many of our friends (real friends) are world famous. Still the ‘other half’, even now. Usually it’s over New Years that our ‘gang’ congregates here for 4 or 5 days, at our place, and we relive the past. It’s the best. I always love seeing everyone. We’re very fortunate. Many of us (celebrities included) have gotten together to travel, literally, the world.
P.S. Jack has made the greatest partner I could have ever hoped for ….. and the sex is still out of this world. He is more handsome than ever. I’m NOT dreaming !!!!!!!!!!!!! I would be remiss if I didn’t mention Max, Zack and Charlie, our three very intelligent, handsome, loving Siamese cats who round out our little family and rule the roost. A family I’m so proud of.
(#7 +)
I’m sorry I couldn’t develop this further with some of the hot, sexy, interesting characters I had ready in the wings. But I got lazy. Wrote too quickly relying too much on ‘real life’ happenings. Jack helped me realize that this is not the ’erotic’ story I thought it was going to be. And not one that you all had wanted and might really enjoy, as much as I enjoyed making a stab at writing. Maybe another time…..
I can’t resist …………….....................................THE END
There has been a lot of water over the dam these past many years. We all eventually graduated and most of us have remained friends and/or in touch. Dave and Linda dated and really fell for each other. They married right after college and live in Connecticut with their 3 handsome sons (you’d expect less?). Dave would be familiar to football fans as he is the praised coach of a popular nearby college team. He is still a hunk and, after all these years, still one of my best friends. Linda would be familiar also if you watch television in New York. And if you watch the national news.
I didn’t tell you much about Jack’s friend, Bob, but he is still at university, now a professor. He and his partner, Mel (who knew?), live close to the university. They love the campus life and still have coffee every morning at the Student Union. Age has done nothing to diminish how sexy and handsome they are. Mel continues to model for an agency in New York (yes, you’d recognize him).
Also never had a chance to introduce you to Jim, but I’d met him in my senior year when we did some publicity together for the college theatrical group. He and his wife, Amy, live in Brooklyn and Jim has worked ‘behind the scenes’ in New York theater for years. And Amy is a character actress in a ton of movies. Jim, it turns out, is bi-sexual and his story is a book unto itself. Together their stories are unbelievably engaging.
OK. Who am I forgetting ? Oh, yes. Jack ! He went to Columbia Law School and is a very successful, well known, lawyer in the city, with an office also in Los Angeles. His clients are a who’s who list in the entertainment industry and politics, actually from all walks of life. No, thankfully, Donald Trump is not one of them. When he talks about ‘work’ it sounds as though he’s being pretentious. He’s not. The stories are always beyond fascinating.
Let’s see. Who else ? Oh ….. me, Billy. Billy did all right for himself. Right after graduation I came into a huge inheritance that I didn’t know existed. Money doesn’t make you happy, but it sure can make you comfortable.
I had just moved to the village in NYC …… with Jack. There was no hesitation about that, ever. And it’s been nothing but enjoyable. We’ve lived in some very nice places and currently home is a large brownstone on the Upper West Side. Jim is always able to get us theater tickets (house seats) or concert tickets to anything we want to see. Nothing is ever truly sold out. Dave is always there with tickets for any sporting event. We have a very active social life in the most wonderful city in the world. And I’m still like a little kid enjoying that many of our friends (real friends) are world famous. Still the ‘other half’, even now. Usually it’s over New Years that our ‘gang’ congregates here for 4 or 5 days, at our place, and we relive the past. It’s the best. I always love seeing everyone. We’re very fortunate. Many of us (celebrities included) have gotten together to travel, literally, the world.
P.S. Jack has made the greatest partner I could have ever hoped for ….. and the sex is still out of this world. He is more handsome than ever. I’m NOT dreaming !!!!!!!!!!!!! I would be remiss if I didn’t mention Max, Zack and Charlie, our three very intelligent, handsome, loving Siamese cats who round out our little family and rule the roost. A family I’m so proud of.
(#7 +)
I’m sorry I couldn’t develop this further with some of the hot, sexy, interesting characters I had ready in the wings. But I got lazy. Wrote too quickly relying too much on ‘real life’ happenings. Jack helped me realize that this is not the ’erotic’ story I thought it was going to be. And not one that you all had wanted and might really enjoy, as much as I enjoyed making a stab at writing. Maybe another time…..
I can’t resist …………….....................................THE END
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