Hello everyone, I started writing the LSC's a few years back and thought I'd share them with you all here. TheRunningMan [FONT="]This story contains adult sexual situations and issues. All of the characters portrayed in the story are adults above the age of 18 - they are graduate students for christs sake! Furthermore, many of the sexual scenes are of gay male sex. If you have a problem with this - first fuck off, second stop reading now. The copyright to this work remains exclusively with the author. Any reposting or any other use is prohibited unless prior approval is given by the author. Feedback is appreciated as long as it is constructive. I hope you enjoy the story. As some of you may be aware, this story has been posted at a few other sites. I thought the LPSG might enjoy the story line. [/FONT] [FONT="]Chapter 1 - First Impressions[/FONT] Justin is nervous. He'd just flown across country, found an apartment in a strange new city (but luckily its right across from the law school), shopped for groceries, gotten the utilities turned on, and many other mundane things in the week before school started. That's a lot for a guy whose lived in the dorms for his entire undergraduate career and had most of those needs taken care of for him. But, despite the busy schedule, he'd managed to get in a short jog the day before. Now it was the first day of school, Monday's are generally not good days for much of anything. Sighing, Justin walks across the courtyard quickly. He can't help think to himself...wonder if there will be any hot guys in my classes? The Bookstore Torts, Contracts, Civil Procedure, and Legal Writing for Lawyers I? Justin thinks to himself with yet another sigh, How will I ever afford all the books. "Torts, 98 bucks!" Eric blurts as he notices the price on the back of the book. Justin sighs, Dork! just noticed the prices around here, wonder if he pays his own rent? Looks like a WASPY mama's boy. However, after looking over at Eric -- Wow! Tall, well muscled with wavey brown hair, brown eyes, and a nice (not too dark) tan, Eric was definitely a looker. Well I've found at least one cute guy today, "Thank god they make plastic man." Justin smiled. You got Abraham?" "Yeah, 10 am, you in the class too?" replied Eric. "Yeah. Torts, Contracts, Civ Pro, LW4L. Heard he's a drone...monotone voice that will put you to sleep in less than 5 minutes." Justin replies laughing as they moved through the lines finding their books. Can't hurt to be nice to the lookers and he dresses nice for a straight guy, Justin thinks to himself as he watches Eric move the two of them towards the stack of Contracts books. "Oh man...those kind of profs always make me end up skipping class! Kicks ass to meet someone with my schedule right off the bat." Eric says with a sigh. "Eric Beldon, glad to meet you." Eric grins warmly extending his hand. "Justin Smith, pleasure is mine." Taking Eric's hand, Justin gives it a firm shake. Calloused hands, maybe he's not a mama's boy afterall. "Where you living?" Eric asks. "Across the street, you?" "Me too; at Spilber?" Eric inquires with a warm smile. "Nah, got a one bedroom next door. Got on the right side too, so I still have a bay view from my bedroom window." Justin beams back obviously happy. Justin reaches down to grab a Civ Pro book, all the while noticing Eric's tight shoulder muscles. Oh man, if I don't stop this guy is gonna give me a woody. "That's sweet. The dorms already get a little loud after dinner. I can hear everything through the walls." Eric continued in an exasperated tone. "Well feel free to study at my place, I'm used to having people around, its no biggie." Justin smiles offering generously. Couldn't hurt to be nice since he's hot... straight as an arrow, sigh, Justin thinks to himself, even though he has to admit he's warming to Eric in other ways besides his hot looks. He seems genuine and interested in making friends. After purchasing their books, they hurry to Torts which is at the opposite end of the building. Sitting next to each other; they chit chat waiting for class to begin. Right before class, Justin notices a short tightly built guy run in the door. Slightly winded, he hurries over and sits in the empty seat next to Eric. Wow another hot guy -- law school is heaven. Justin watches him situate himself out of the corner of his eye. "Hi, I'm Eric" "Brad, been running my ass off, my schedule is with my mail back home." Brad huffs. "Brad, this is my buddy Justin." Reaching over Eric, Brad extends his hand to Justin thinking, Nice blue eyes, and with eye lashes like that, I bet he gets a shitload of pussy, firm handshake, not bad. "So, Brad, where you got a place?" Eric asks. 518 Spilbur, you? "No shit, 540 Spilbur. That's right down the hall from me. Now that I think about it, I think I saw you in the shower this morning." "Yeah, I got up early to lift before class." He noticed me in the shower, that's a strange thing to say. "Cool, maybe we can lift together. You know Justin has a one bedroom, bayside next to the dorm. Lucky fucker, eh?" Eric says ah he lightly elbows Justin in the ribs. "So Justin, got a sweet place eh?" Brad smirks at Justin. "Yeah, I got lucky and found the place online before I flew out." Justin replies hoping Brad doesn't think he's some spoiled rich kid. "What's your schedule Brad?" Justin asks in an inquiring voice. Please let it be the same as ours...please... Torts, Contracts, Civ Pro, and LW4L. You two? "Same," they both reply at the same time, grinning. But for different reasons. Two hot guys in the first two hours. What did I do to deserve this? Thinks Justin as he feels a slight tightness in his stomach. Got my study group on the first day of class, Jesus! I hope they don't think I'm a nerd flows through Eric's head in a quick bout of worry. First thing that's gone right for me since I got here. Brad thinks as he relaxes back in his chair. All three see the professor walk in the door and turned their attention to his lecture. After class Brad pipes up, "Hey guys, want go grab some grub? I'm starving." "Sure," the other two reply, grinning at each other. Ok, why is this guy grinning at me? Fuck it, I don't care he's so damned hot he can grin at me all day. Justin thinks to himself. Nice smile, lucky guy probably uses it to get all sorts of pussy. Eric thinks sighing mentally. What you guys got in mind? Eric asks...Anything but Pizza...please. "How about Thai? There's a cheap place down the street, I've been eating at the last few days since my flight arrived." Justin offers. "It's about a 15 min walk." "Sounds swell." Brad replies enthusiastically.