Chapter 1: Meeting Theo (Part 2)
I got to see Theo’s smile again as he joked about water sports. He was very proud of himself for that one.
Granted, his humor could use some work, but looks-wise, how was he so perfect?
Theo had dimples on his cheeks, a sharp jaw, and straight white teeth, with the tiniest gap between his front teeth.
His casual attitude was the cherry on top. He seemed so careless and confident. Everything that I wasn’t myself.
“I think they invest in us. From my understanding, it will be repaid with the competitions and also the shows they ask us to do, like the diving galas.”
“Bet!”
GoonninDale was a small college lost in the desert with a strong focus on sports and all careers related to sports management.
It was not “all male” per se, but factually, 85% or more of the students were guys— and rather hunky ones.
I had noticed that much since I had arrived.
It was true that almost everyone was wearing tiny shorts to expose their thighs and were either shirtless or wearing crop tops around campus.
I mean, when you’ve got it, why not flaunt it?
I had never heard about GoonninDale until a few months prior. They had scouts visiting campuses all across the country to find some interesting profiles and I was lucky enough to be offered a spot on their diving team.
It was probably the only college in the country whose main brochure featured three semi-naked men on the cover.
At first, I even thought it was some kind of porn magazine— or at least, a fitness one.
“I’m sure this year’s gonna be a blast!”
Speaking of hot guys, Theo put both his hands behind his head and exposed his musky, hairy pits.
It was too much to handle.
I melted and collapsed on my bed.
The scent in the room made me dizzy. The barely nude man in front of me only made me dizzier.
Where the hell was that stench coming from anyway?!
“You mind if I crack open the window?” I asked.
There was one small window between our two beds.
“Do you think it stinks? Maybe it’s me?”
Theo practically stuck his nose in his right armpit and took a huge sniff. That gave me an instant boner.
“No… I… Just, you know, fresh air.”
“Yeah, no problem. I tend to smell. I sweat easily, ya know. Big guy, big scent.” He laughed, flexing his biceps.
They were SOOOOO big and juicy.
Veiny too.
Why was I so attracted to a blue vein running through an arm? The human brain and libido are strange sometimes.
“That’s not what I meant, I swear.”
“Hey, chill, it’s hot today and we're both dudes. We fart, we burp, we stink; that's part of the package deal.”
He grabbed his balls through the fabric of his underwear as he said "package deal".
I stood back up quickly to open the window.
Trust me, I did not mind the smell, but it was intoxicating and I had to come back to my senses somehow.
“Have you met anyone else from the diving team?” I asked, trying to change the subject.
“Not yet but I heard they’re pretty good. I think the coach competed with the national team years ago. I've only met one assistant coach who came to my former college to evaluate me, Bawler. He just wanted to make sure I’d commit to a few galas per semester. They defo want to make money off of us.”
“Same. Where were you at before?”
“Preston.”
“Oh, nice.”
"Yeah, it was full of dorks, though. I heard things were much more fun here in GoonninDale.”
“Yes, it has a reputation for…”
As I started talking, Theo peeled off his tank top, offering me a full view of his chest. The process of undressing took some time as the fabric was virtually glued to his skin.
That threw me off.
“Sorry, bro, I’m hot as fuck. You were right about opening the damn window.”
“My thoughts exactly.”
It was VERY HOT indeed.
“You can take your clothes off, I don’t mind.” He told me.
“I’m okay.”
“You do you. I hope the diving team will be legit and not just for galas and stupid artistic shows. I want real competitions.”
“From what I read, they’re pretty legit. I was surprised they called me. I wasn't the best student academically, but I’ve remained consistent with diving. I’ve been doing it since I was a kid.”
“You must be pretty good then.”
I chuckled nervously as he sized me up.
“No, I mean, I’m all right but I can do better. It’s just a matter of practice.”
“So, you shave everything down there?”
“What?”
“Do you have white chicken legs with no hair or what? Like most swimmers and divers, especially those who’ve been doing it since forever.”
He stared at me as if he was trying to see through my clothes.
“We did have to trim. I mean, you know the drill. My former coach didn’t make us shave completely, but for the performance in the water, it’s better to…”
“Fuck that! I’d quit the team if they made me get rid of my carpet. Our performance happens in the air, not in the water!”
He ran his hand through his chest hair.
There were small patches of hair around his perky nipples and between his pecs—exactly where his fingers were lingering—and a thick treasure trail leading to his pubic hair.
However, I should point out that his torso was far from being the hairiest part of his sculptural body.
His armpits, forearms, and especially his legs, were even more thoroughly covered in dark hair.
As I kept glancing at him, every inch of the guy seemed yummier than the previous one.
“A lot of gym rats shave to show their gains, it’s not only a swimmer or diver thing.” I commented.
“Pussies! I’m a real ass man. I have hair in my butt crack. What do you want me to do about it? No offense, bro. I bet the trimmed look suits you well. Just not my type. But don't worry; I'm open-minded.”
I had never met anyone like Theo, so I did not really know what to make of him.
He was abrasive, but his remarks did not feel like bullying; it was more like he was saying whatever came to mind.
No filter.
“I should put my things in one of the cabinets. Is this one free?”
“Yep. Kept it empty for you. I’m not super tidy myself, so don't worry about it too much unless you're a clean freak.”
“I’m not; I’ll just make sure my stuff isn't in the way.”
“Good policy. I'll do the same.”
I grabbed my bag and went to the cabinets.
There were two, side by side. Mine was, logically, the closest to my bed, and it was empty.
I started with the bottom drawer for my socks and underwear.
As I bent over to pick up some socks, Theo made a remark that froze me in my tracks.
“You do have the typical diver’s butt.”
“Huh?”
“Again, no offense bro. It just looks like a tight bubble butt. I have a huge, fat ass. It’s my biggest downfall when it comes to diving but I couldn’t get rid of my big booty even if I tried! Always had a massive dump truck on the back.” He laughed.
I turned around as he stood up.
With the cheekiest smile, my roommate turned around and showed me his (indeed) big, fat butt.
He was wearing underwear but come on, that was a lot for a first introduction!
Hair was also peeking out of the top of his waistband, leaving no doubt that he had a hairy ass crack as well.
But wait—How did I already know that about him?!
Theo did not say anything more and went to the bathroom, where he stayed for the next twenty minutes or so.
As soon as he left, I did some breathing exercises to regain control of my emotions— and my raging hard-on.
I did not pack the biggest cock between my legs, but an erection would be visible despite the jeans I was wearing.
I had shared a room the previous year, but the guy was hardly ever there, and he did not leave any lasting impression when he was.
With Theo, things would definitely be different.
How would I focus on my classes or practice while sharing a room with a sex magnet like that? I would be flustered pretty much 24/7.
Already, I kept thinking about every little thing he had told me.
One thing in particular kept coming back.
“
I’m open-minded.”
Could he be bisexual? Everything about him screamed “straight bro.” He had also mentioned hot girls already, but you never know.
I was way too shy to make a move anyway.
Also, I know I should not judge a book by its cover, but at first impression, my new roommate did not scream “boyfriend material”.
When Theo came back, he was wearing a different pair of underwear— white briefs which were much tighter, and much sexier.
The visible penis line told me he was uncut. Nice! In the U.S., sometimes, it felt like stumbling onto a unicorn.
It also confirmed that Theo was massive every-fucking-where.
Thankfully, he had also ceased wearing a top.
My roommate returned to his bed, shirtless, his hair still slightly wet from the shower, most of his meat on display.
I did manage to refrain from drooling, but I certainly would not try to stop any exhibitionism in this room.
God bless!
Or, should I say—
Theo bless!
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