Date: Fri, 31 May 2002 23:21:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: tom tom <cornelius498@yahoo.com>
Subject: bones can break chapter 1

The usual disclaimers apply. Read this at your own risk. Don't blame me if
your life changes drastically. I know mine has.

bones can break chapter 1

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"Don't worry mom I'll be ok. I'll come visit you at least once a month" I
said as I walked out the front door.

Independence - The only word that mattered to me at that time. It was my
goal and I got it. I had dreams. And I desperately needed a companion to
share all of my wet dreams with.

+++++++++++++++++

"I'm Xander Watkins. 19 year old bi male. Incoming freshman of I*g**a
University. I don't play any goddamn sport. I'm not a jock. I like banging
my head to rock tunes and plucking guitar strings is a favorite hobby of
mine." I said to myself chuckling slightly. I was driving fast, excited at
the prospect of living in a dorm on my own.

Afternoon. I parked my civic in the campus parking area which was right in
front of the dormitory. Brown. Four floors and it looked old. Young men and
women were going in and out of the front doors. Some windows were open,
some were not, and some were slightly ajar. From where I was standing I
could see curtains of all colors: Pink, green, black, rainbow-colored --
now that's a real man's room for sure. I made my way through the busy
entrance not forgetting to check out the birds and the bees.

"Classes will begin in two days kid, try to get yourself familiar with the
hang outs around the campus while you have this much free time." The
forty-something guy from the lobby who introduced himself as Mr. Philips
told me, sounding a bit like my father.

"Uh... yeah I'll be sure to check them out sir" I said trying to suppress a
grin.

Kid? Jesus you'd think they'd stop calling you kid after you've grown a
respectable amount of facial hair.

I was signing some papers in the lobby for registration purposes when I
noticed a guy sitting on one of the few blue couches near the receiving
area reading what appeared to be an old issue of s*i* magazine with
Courtney Love on the cover. He had long blonde hair and his features were
beautiful. I wondered what article he was reading cos he seemed glued.
(Probably about sodomy.) I thought shaking my head as I laughed quietly. I
estimated him to be about the same age as me. It wasn't the best time to be
friendly as I had to unpack my stuff so I gave Mr. Philips the papers and I
headed out of the building running towards the parking lot.

I received a mail from the university containing my room number and a key a
week before I left home so all I had to do was find my room. After going up
and down the staircase a few times I finally settled all my stuff in room
207. Square. The room wasn't all too big, it had a window about the same
size as my single bed, a cabinet for my clothes, and a cozy space for my
computer. The room also had its own bathroom. I was in fucking heaven. I
didn't care how small it was compared to my room back in Kansas (Kansas
yeah I'm kidding, but my old room was really bigger), I felt like a boy
who's been given a new toy. My new room was where I was going to have sex
for the first time. I booted up the computer, fired up some mp3s and as
soon as I laid myself on my bed I started to doze off...

I woke up around 5PM feeling the need for a shower. I took my towel and
went to the bathroom. I opened the door and was pleased to see a tub but
was intrigued to see two showerheads. Then I saw another door at the other
end of the wall and I realized that I'm sharing the bathroom with another
guy. I grinned. I grinned like shit. I liked the idea of seeing a naked guy
possibly everyday all wet and soapy. That is if he didn't mind taking
showers with me. I was hopeful. Fucking hopeful. I stripped and faced the
bathroom mirror checking myself out. I have a nice chest, not too big... my
abs aren't the bodybuilder kind but it's fairly defined. I have a fair
amount of hair growing in places where they're supposed to grow. I'm not
hairy but I have fine hairs on my asscheeks and around my hole. My most
prized possession... my dick is 6' when hard. My balls aren't smooth I just
trim the hairs cos I'm afraid I'd nick myself if I tried shaving it. My
pubes I trim it every now and then or when it starts looking too bushy.

A few minutes in the tub and I was starting to feel good. I just laid back
eyes closed reviewing the day's events in my head. Then the door flew
open. My eyes shot up and I saw that it wasn't my door... it was the other
door and I couldn't have been more surprised to see who was standing there
half naked wearing a smiley boxer... it was the magazine dude. Fuck. I
thought things like this didn't happen in real life. I was fucking wrong.

"um... do you mind if I come in I just need to wash my face" he said. He
looked as every bit as surprised to see me in the tub. I guess he was just
surprised to see someone in the tub.

"yeah sure man go ahead" I said trying to sound relaxed even though I was
starting to feel stiff. In the southern places.

He looked great. Muscles were in the right place, he had a flat stomach and
his abs looked awesome. I thought he must do 500 sit ups a day to get his
abs to look like that. His long blonde hair was tied in a pony tail and I
thought it made him look pretty. I wondered if I was going to get any sleep
knowing that I've got a pretty boy living right next to my room. I wondered
if he was gay or at least bi and if he was already committed.

"I'm Nate. I got here yesterday. Been wondering when the next door neighbor
would be coming around. So where are you from?" he was standing by the sink
and he turned facing me. I almost said "I'm Xander Watkins. 19 year old bi
male. Incoming freshman of I*g**a University. I don't play any goddamn
sport. I'm not a jock. I like banging my head to rock tunes and plucking
guitar strings is a favorite hobby of mine." But I caught myself and smiled
as I said I was from f**d** and that my name's Xander.

"hey man do you wanna go out tonight? maybe grab a few beers at the pub and
shoot some pool. You got plans?"

"yeah sure... say around 7?"

"ok it's a date then" he said smiling. He had a great smile.

"yeah" I laughed.

Nathan Parker. He was taking a painting course and I was doing music. Nate
and I became best friends overnight. Over the course of three weeks Nate
and I had bonded and became comfortable around each other. I was very
interested in the things that he did and what he liked, and what he thought
of the people and the things around him. We showered together although we
didn't talk about it, we always seemed to enter the bathroom at the same
time. He was the silent type, speaking through motion and eye contact. He
was very generous and gave his friendship freely to me. I was immensely
pleased that my interest in him was returned to me equally if not greater.
There were times when I would ask his opinion on something and he would say
something so articulate and well analyzed he always had me lingering in
second thoughts. He was smart as hell but was somehow scared of showing
it. Nate had a steady girlfriend living in *m***t*i, and they've been
together for three years. When he told me that, I gave up all hope that we
could become more than friends. I was happy that we were this close as
friends and I didn't want to ruin that. I started treating him like a
brother then and we were together hanging out on most of our free times or
during lunch. We went to parties and got our share of the fresh women.

+++++++++++++++++

I lost my virginity to a girl named Lily when we were in a wild off campus
party. I had a slight buzz from drinking and was feeling randy when I
noticed a girl looking straight at me. She had a horny look about her and I
didn't want to let this chance go if this was it. I followed her up to one
of the bedrooms and when we got inside she turned and literally jumped
me. Her legs wrapped tight around my waist and we were grinding crotch to
crotch. I was holding and squeezing her ass to help her grind into me
more. For a while it became a hot kissing and humping session.

"mmmm... I've been watching you. you feel so hard" she whispered in my ear
getting me hotter.

I just smiled and snaked my tongue into her mouth. I carried her and laid
her on the bed. I took a good look at her... not bad. She was beautiful
even. Long brown hair, light brown eyes. And her lips were full. She was
slim... I could tell she worked out by her slightly muscular arms. I find
women who work out sexy. I helped her take her tight shirt off. I was
greeted by two perfect perky breasts. If there's one thing about a woman
that turns me on is deep pink nipples. And when I saw that hers were I
smiled widely. I was excited. I attacked her left breast and she sighed and
moaned rubbing her hands on my shoulders as I bit and sucked on her nipple.

"oh... oh yeah that feels so good" she said seductively. I rubbed my left
hand on her warm mound while I was doing her tits causing her to moan more
incoherent sounds of pleasure. I had to taste pussy. I've never tasted one
before and I was determined to know what it tasted and felt like. I went
down and she parted her legs wide. I took off her thin panties and kissed
her pussy. I was breathing into her pussy. The smell was wonderful. I
opened her folds and my tongue had its first pussy lick. The taste was
new. Indescribable. I inhaled deeply.

"please eat me now... oh please..." I wasn't about to disappoint her. I
went for it flicking my tongue on her clit and putting two fingers in her
pussy. After a few minutes of doing this my jaw was started to ache but I
wanted her to cum.

"fuck me... aahh... oh shit get up and fuck me..." she wanted it.

I got up, stripped naked and pulled a condom on. I held my pole in front of
her cave and entered her slowly... she pulled my ass and I rammed into her
fast.

"aaahh... aaahhh..." I moaned. I was in heaven. I was fucking her. I was
fucking fucking her.

We were covered with sweat as our body's lust generated heat. My whole
weight was on her light body and she kept on moaning, encouraging me to go
faster, hands clinging to my shoulder and legs wrapped around my ass.

"ooooh yeah... oh... fuck me ... faster"

"ahhh... ungh... ungh..."

I was going in and out of her as fast as I could and I could tell that she
was close to cumming so I kept the pace going and she thrashed and thrashed
screaming "oh god" and "oh yes." Her contracting pussy gave me an intense
feeling around my dick and I knew had to give it up.

I soon followed surrendering to her love muscles and I groaned and
moaned...

"ungh... aaaahh..."

I came in torrents feeling my own warm cum coursing the crumpled areas of
the beaten rubber. I kept fucking her in slow strokes while kissing her
mouth softly until I felt too exhausted to move.

I pulled out and rolled over and trying to catch my breath. My thoughts
were lost in the afterglow. I pulled her close to me and wrapped my right
arm around her. She put her arms over my chest and rubbed my right nipple,
tweaking it playfully.

"wow... that was really great. Thanks for the... um... for the great fuck"
I said a bit out of breath.

"my pleasure... hi I'm Lily"

"I'm Xander"

It began and ended with a one night stand. I had hoped I'd see her again
and maybe start over and ask her out. I wanted to do it right. She aroused
something in me... not just my dick, I was looking for someone to love. I
was feeling lonely. I never saw Lily again. I didn't know who to ask about
her since I didn't know who's party it was in the first place. I felt
lonelier.

+++++++++++++++++

"keep your eyes open"

"I'm trying"

"come on man don't fall asleep on me"

Nate's room was dark. The only light we had were the nightlights plugged in
two of the sockets in the room. It was 2AM and we had been drinking for the
past three hours. We were sitting on the floor our backs against his bed. I
couldn't blame Nate for passing out I was feeling out of it myself. We got
ourselves drunk silly occasionally and it was my birthday that night. I was
looking at Nate freely, noticing how the darkness of the room seemed to
make him more beautiful. Maybe it was the alcohol I don't know.

"thanks for celebrating it with me man" I said trying my best to sound
grateful which I really was. I punched his right arm lightly for emphasis.

"anything for you man" he said.

"I have a gift..." he said that and stood up and walked towards his big
closet where he puts his paintings. I was sure I've seen all of his
paintings and wondered which one of them he's going to give to me. They
were all emotional pieces... dark and lonely. They were all beautiful so
anything he gave me I was sure I'd be honored to take.

"I'm going to turn on the lights" he said as he flicked the light switch.

I thought I'd go blind. The light struck fast and my eyes were having a
hard time adjusting. I kept rubbing my eyes and when I half opened them I
saw that Nate was standing in front of me holding a smallish piece of
canvas.

"I hope you like it" he said and flipped it so I can see what it was and
handed it to me.

I took it and when I recognized the subject... I felt grateful, and sad,
and happy. It was me sitting on my bed, my head bowed down playing my
guitar. Every single detail, he got it perfectly. I stood up and hugged
him.

"thank you... thank you" was all I could say. Words were not enough. Words
are useless sometimes.

"happy birthday Xander, I love you man"

I stopped breathing. I thought surely he meant that in a brotherly way but
I couldn't help wonder if what he said had a different meaning to him. Did
he feel something for me? Anything at all?

And then he kissed my neck. I thought "fuck."

To be continued...

Thanks for reading. chapter two will be out soon. Copyright 2002 corneliusG
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