Date: Mon, 1 Feb 2010 19:39:12 -0500
From: S Smith <mheast111@hotmail.com>
Subject: I'm Not Gay....Am I Chapter 8

Warning: The usual disclaimers apply here. If you don't like any of the
following, leave now: gay sex, vulgar or harsh language, etc.

This is pure fiction. No one in this story is a real person, living or
deceased. Please do not copy without my consent.  Please practice safe sex.

Subject: I?m Not Gay? Am I? Chapter 8

The smell of fresh cut grass fills my nose as I blink open my eyes and see
the bright sunlight shining on my bed. A warm breeze is blowing across my
bare chest, and I stretch myself awake. But I feel a sudden rip of pain
throughout my rib cage and freeze in place. Looking down I see my skin is
covered with scraps and bruises. Even my hands are criss-crossed with
scratch marks, and my head is pounding with dull pain.

What happened to me?!

Wait a second! This is my bedroom back on the farm! What the FUCK am I dong
here?!!

My mind races as I try to push myself up from the bed. What am I doing
HOME?! How did I get here?!

"Mom! Mom!" I holler, but hear only silence in return.

I lean forward, but again my rib cage burns with pain, and my head feels
like it's full of cement. I lean back onto the pillows trying to relax and
at least feel the comfort of the sun and breeze again on my skin, but my
mind races with confusion. What is happening?! I was at college! I had a
dorm room. I lived with Jeff. Jeff would help me, but where is he? When did
I see him last? I had just gotten home from the gym and.... Oh
wait.... Jeff... oh god I told him I was moving out.

Exhausted I lean back into the pillows and try to calm myself. I need to
remember.....

Jeff. He fills my mind. I can see him clearly. I know him and every inch of
his body after living with him for a year. Every time I think of him I
remember those first days when I met him. I knew then my hope for college
was over. College had been my chance to re-start. To have a new life and
get away from my sick temptations. I was going there to be free of the
confusion. But there in our room had stood the epitome of more
temptation. Seriously, it would be difficult for anyone to live with a man
that looked like that. Jeff is the embodiment of the perfect handsome
college guy. Intelligent, hilarious, charismatic, athletic. Actually
handsome is not even the word for him. He's like a vision from an
advertisement of shirtless college guys playing football. Anyone would be
thrilled to have him as a roommate. Except for me.

I knew living with a man like that would be impossible. How could I ever
live with a man and completely avoid him? But he was charming and kind to
me. He was the type of guy I ached to have as a friend all my years in high
school. And we clicked instantly despite all the fear I had running through
my head. But it was so difficult.... just like that first morning with him.

"Good morning, roomie," Jeff's deep voice said that morning when we woke up
in our dorm room.

I remember I opened my eyes and there he was. In his bed, across the room,
stretching his thick muscular arms over his head and yawning. His chest was
smooth and white except for the dark small nipples. His pecs were mounded
like muscular pillows and the ridges of his stomach showed his excellent
abs. His sheets were pushed down to his waist revealing that sculpted
chest. The air in my lungs completely evaporated in a gasp as I looked at
the vision I would have to wake up with everyday. Just across the room laid
a man that my entire body ached to taste. All I could think was how the
hell am I going to wake up to a view like that for my entire sophomore
year??

"Good morning," I mumbled, and stared instead at the ceiling above me.

"Sleep well?" he responded, his voice chipper and happy for so early in the
morning.

"Yeah," I replied.

"I'm going to go for my morning run! Feel like joining me?" he asked, as I
heard his bed creak. When I looked over at him he was sitting up with only
the sheet covering his waist. His legs hung over the side of the bed with a
slight dusting of brown hair. The reminded me of Todd.

"I don't run much. Mostly just do weights." I said, and looked away.

"Yeah, I can tell you do the gym, but how about joining me for a run
instead? I can show you the campus," he replied.

"Nah, you go ahead," was my response.

"Guess what? I work at the gym as a trainer. You lucked out, roomie! You
get free personal trainer services," he said and winked at me.

In my mind I wondered just what all those services entailed as I envisioned
him and I in a gym together tearing our clothes off each other and sinking
to the floor in a wild embrace, licking and sucking.

I snapped back to reality when I heard Jeff laugh and say "Dude, get your
ass up. We got some running to do!" He tossed one of his pillows and it
landed on my face.

As I pulled the pillow down he smiled back at me and laughed, then stood up
from his bed. My eyes took over and watched the sheet slide down his smooth
white body. It was the first moment I knew my roommate liked to sleep
naked. There he stood before me, muscled sculpted body and his thick limp
dick swinging between his thighs. He was everything I had feared would be
my roommate.

The next few minutes were just a series of me in bed trying to act like I
wasn't watching him as he moved through the room gathering up his gym
clothes, talking to me, bending over so far at one point I could even see
his rosebud hole. He was obviously confident. When he finally left for the
showers it was the first time I reached between my legs and used Jeff in my
mind.

By the end of that first day we had run 4 miles, swam in the college pool
for an hour, and finished with a 2 hour weight training workout in the
gym. Needless to say I was exhausted. Sure I had worked the weights a lot
at home on the farm, but I was not used to a full body workout. That night
he had a date with his new girlfriend Christy and I went to bed early, my
arms and legs throbbing from exertion.

I woke up the 2nd morning still in a dull ache and heard Jeff's loud laugh
coming from across the room as I winced in pain trying to sit up.

"You sore, roomie?! Jeff laughed, and smiled at me from his bed.

"Fuck, yes!" I replied in my deep morning voice.

"Well, I hope that won't scare you away," he replied.

"From what?" I asked, staring back at him. Once again he was shirtless in
his bed with only the sheets covering his waist.

"From the workout! It'll get better. You did pretty good actually. It won't
be long and you'll be as good as me!" He said, smiling like a doctor with a
new patient. "I bet by the spring semester you will be looking like me!"

I had already knew after one day with him that the gym was apparently his
passion. And he was eager to make me his new experiment to use his training
expertise on. Daily I would either watch him run ahead of me as we jogged,
or see him swim next to me in the pool, or flex his muscles at the gym
using the weights with me. I hated it, but yet if there was one thing I
wanted, it was to be in excellent physical shape. I thought the stronger I
could be the more control I had over myself.

That was the beginning week for my transformation. Jeff was relentless as
he pushed me each day to go to the gym. There were no exceptions, and he
refused to hear any complaints as he forced me to go through rigorous
routines. My body actually started to transform within only a few weeks
which seemed to make him even more motivated. I already had a good start
from my home gym back on the farm, but this was an entire other level. It
was all body workouts of swimming, running, aerobics, and intensive weight
training. He changed my diet even and made sure my schedule was adjusted to
always include time in each day for a workout. When I looked in the mirror
I started to see the changes that literally astounded me. The view was the
inspiration I needed to keep up the routines even thought it made me face
Jeff daily in the showers, at the gym, and in the pool.

Yes, the temptation of Jeff seemed to always be around me except for the
nights he crashed with Christy in her room. Each day the same thing. Jeff
climbing out of bed nude. Jeff shaving in the dorm restrooms nude. Jeff in
our room nude taking too long to get dressed. Jeff naked in the locker
room. Jeff at the pool in his tiny speedo that was so small he might as
well have been nude! It was torture.

But when I thought I could not take another second of him, something
wonderful would happen because of him. Not only was he my workout buddy, he
became my friend. And all of his friends became my buddies. My sophomore
year seemed to fly by, with a mix of parties, workouts, studies and just
complete college fun. It was my dream of college coming true, except for
having to live with a man that made me ache to taste men again.

Then, late one afternoon I was on my way back to the dorm and was passing
through the halls in the business wing and everything changed. I saw the
familiar shape and color of the Pride flag hanging on a classroom
door. Instantly I felt my skin crawl. Gay pride. All it reminded me of was
the attacks. Of the bullying threats. Of the sickness that had controlled
my life. The sign said, "LGBT Council Meeting in Progress". It was my first
realization that there was even such a group in the school, and it made me
freeze in place. Instead of walking on I stepped forward and peered through
the small window in the door and saw a group sitting in a circle of
chairs. The sight of those faggots made my stomach churn and I turned to
run, but I slammed into someone standing directly behind me.

"Sorry," I mumbled as I looked at the young guy who struggled to stand up
from the floor where he had fallen.

"It's ok," he mumbled in reply, brushing his clothes off and looking at me
through the hair in his eyes.

I recognized him. A classmate from my Finance class. I had seen him quite a
few times and had wondered if he was gay. He had such cute stylish brown
hair that I wanted to push my hands through. His physique was lean and
obviously sculpted from weights. His clinging v-neck was cut deep showing
most of his smooth pecs, and his crystal blue eyes stared at me just a few
seconds too long.

"Coming in?" He said to me and nodded to the door that held the LGBT sign.

"No! Just was looking for another room," I replied, and stepped past him.

"Hey, it's cool. You can come in," he said, and smiled at me.

"I'm not queer," I responded.

"Ok. But if you ever want to run into me again, come by my room anytime."
He winked suggestively and ripped a piece of paper from the notebook in his
hand. I watched silently as he scribbled out "Steve" and "23D", and stuffed
it in my right front pants pocket as I stood silently feeling his fingers
inside my pocket. His fingers remained and I let him trace the outline of
my cock as we stood there.

I flushed with anger when he pulled his hand from me, turned and went into
the LGBT meeting. My mind raced with questions. "Who the hell did he think
he was?! Did he just touch me because he thinks I am gay?!! I was furious
and wanted to go in that meeting room, grab him by the throat and tell him
what a faggot he was!

"Eric!"

The voice calling me came from the end of the hallway woke me from my
rage. Karen Jeffers had been after me for weeks for a date. Impulsively I
felt the words in my mouth as I envisioned screaming at her for stopping me
from attack on the queer losers in the LGBT room. But as Karen smiled coyly
at me I remember feeling like I was at a crossroads. Turn to the left, go
into that room and speak my mind. Or turn to my right, and go to the end of
the hallway to a girl who offered me a way back to my real straight self.

I went right. Right down that hallway and took Karen in my arms. I never
even spoke a word, but instead I filler her mouth with my probing tongue
and pressed my hard cock against her. Apparently it was just what she
wanted because she returned the kiss as strongly as I had given it to
her. That night was our first date, and for the next 3 weeks we were
constantly together until finally I we decided we were officially a
couple. Karen Jeffers was my first girlfriend since junior high school.

I finally decided then it was time to tell Jeff.

"You got a girlfriend?!" Jeff said, staring at me in shock in our dorm room
one night.

"Yup!" I laughed, as I turned from him and felt my cheeks reddened.

"I wondered where you been lately. So who is she?" Jeff laughed out as he
looked up at me from the sofa. His rounded smooth pecs bulged so nicely
they caused a shadow over his lined abs. He looked absolutely adorable and
part of me wondered how I could have a girlfriend when I lusted to just
taste Jeff's skin.

"Karen Jeffers," I said, and turned away from him to pull off my briefs and
wrap a fresh towel around my waist.

"Oh yeah, I know her. She's pretty! Good job, roomie!"

"I need to shower quick. Taking her to a movie tonight," I said, anxious to
get out of the room.

"Hey! Let's make it a double date! I'll bring Christy, and we'll go with
you!"

"Um, well, yeah I guess," I replied, and kept moving. I walked to the dorm
showers and didn't look back, hoping I could be alone. Anything to get away
from Jeff while he was looking so cute in only his briefs.

Once I was inside the showers I quickly turned the knobs so jets of cold
water would blast my skin. But Jeff climbed in behind me and used a faucet
near me on the same wall. I had to turn and hide my cock because once again
it betrayed me with him so close. Even though I showered with him almost
daily it was still a struggle to control my betraying cock.

"We could take 'em to the movies, and swing by the pub for some drinks
after. Let's get them drunk and see what we can get!" He laughed as he
soaped himself up. He looked like the typical college guy, horny and ready
to screw any girl he could get his hands on.

"Nah, let's just do the movie," I protested as I kept my back to him and
lathered myself.

"Dude! Come on! You need to get laid! Let's try to get some tonight! His
hand slapped my ass cheek as he laughed loudly.

"Nah.... just a movie tonight," I replied as inside my head the voices
screamed at me for loving the way he had touched my ass.

"Eric! Come on! You need pussy! And so do I," his voice replied from behind
me with more laughter.

"We'll see," I replied, and cut my shower short with a quick rinse.

As Jeff hoped the girls easily went along with his plan. The drinks worked
like a charm and both of them eagerly accepted his request to swing back by
our dorm for a couple more drinks before calling it a night. Karen seemed
as fixated on Jeff as Christy was, and I seemed to just be watching them
the whole night. But I was floating with happiness. Not only did I finally
have a girlfriend, but I had my buddy Jeff there. And despite how hot he
looked in his tight button down shirt and butt clinging jeans, I maintained
control and decided this would be my first night to finally make my move
with Karen the second Jeff left to go back to Christy's dorm room.

But Jeff had other plans because he wasted no time making his moves on
Christy when we got back to our room. She seemed to have no qualms about
the intense kissing they shared on Jeff's bed as Karen and I sat on my bed
looking embarrassed as we drank large stiff vodkas I had made us. In the
dim room, the scene was quite romantic for Jeff if he and Christy had been
alone. But with Karen and I there, the awkwardness grew with each minute.

Then it happened. I heard a zipper and I knew the sound immediately.

"You want to feel it, baby?" Jeff's deep voice filled the room despite him
whispering.

"Yessss....." Christy cooed as her hand slipped into his jeans and began to
rub his bulge.

My eyes were riveted on them as they proceeded without a concern for Karen
and I. "Oh god, that feels good..." Jeff said and started to unbutton his
shirt. My eyes focused on him as I slowly watched his chest come in view
and he let his shirt slide down his thick, muscled arms. Even though I had
seen Jeff shirtless every day for the past school year, this moment was
different. It was sexual and I was watching him use his seduction powers
the seemed to control all of us. Without hesitation Christy eagerly moved
her mouth to his chest and tasted him like I had wanted to for months.

"Shouldn't we leave?" Karen whispered to me, but she too was just as
fascinated as she watched my roommate boldly undress and reveal his
body. Jeff was someone I guess everyone wanted to see without his clothes
on.

I had no reply, but instead started to mimic my roommate, unbuttoning my
own shirt and pulling it off as Jeff looked over and winked his
encouragement to me. He wanted me to do the same as him, and I willingly
followed his actions. I watched his hands open the flaps of his jeans and
his impressive cock flopped out into view. Karen's eyes were focused just
as much as mine were on that large dick and Christy gripped it. Immediately
I moved to release my swelled cock from the confines of my pants and
briefs.

"Come on baby, taste this instead," he moaned out, pushing Christy down his
chest to his waiting dick. She glanced over and Karen and I, and apparently
my state of undress was enough to encourage her to move forward. She took
his cock and wrapped her red lips around his stiff meat. The ache I felt
for the same sensations made me shove Karen down to repeat the act on
me. She seemed to hesitate, but I shoved my hips forward, anxious to feel
what Jeff was feeling. To share the moment with him.

"Yeah, come on, suck our cocks!" Jeff's voice was louder as he started to
thrust into Christy who seemed even more hungry as she held his bare ass in
her hands while feeding on his dick.

"Yeah, take it Karen - come on, take it!" I said louder as I pushed myself
to be just as aggressive as Jeff, while I watched Christy lick and suck on
Jeff. The sexual heat in my eyes made me grab Karen and force her to take
me all into her mouth.

Jeff smiled over at me, obviously happy with the scene he had created. His
hands pulled at Christy's top which easily came off and revealed her large
tits. He looked at me and nodded toward Karen with a smirk, encouraging me
to do the same to her. Once I pulled her top off and unhooked the bar he
licked his lips as he watched her tits appear. I knew at that moment the
whole scene was for him.

Jeff and Christy stopped only long enough to remove the rest of their
clothing, and then resume their positions with Jeff standing with his back
to us and Christy kneeling to feed on him again. I turned my back to them,
trying to push them from my mind as I shoved my pants to the floor and
stepped out of them while Karen kept up her impressive sucking. The
sensation on my cock was incredible and quickly brought back the images of
Todd in my mind. I squeezed my eyes shut and pushed the memories away,
while I forced myself even further down my girl's throat. I pushed away
Todd's image the harder I pounded her mouth, and in the midst of my wild
pumping I suddenly felt a brush of skin on my bare ass. My eyes flew open
as I realized the movement against me from behind was the smooth hard
muscled ass of Jeff! We were back to back feeding our girls, but in our
tiny dorm room our rounded asses touched! And the more I thrust in and out
of Karen's mouth the more I came in contact with Jeff.

Karen disappeared from my mind and I willingly stepped back and pulled my
cock out of her mouth until only just the head was rubbing on her lips. I
wanted more of the sensations on my ass, just to feel the flesh of Jeff
touching me. I became transfixed, and instead of pressing forward I pressed
back, and ground myself to Jeff. His muscales were so hard and he seemed to
return my action as the rubbing between became more intense.

"Put it in me", Christy moaned out behind me and woke up my mind. I stopped
moving and turned to look. Christy had laid on her back on Jeff's bed with
her legs open wide to reveal her wet pussy. The image made my stomach flip.

I turned back to Karen on her knees and looked down. "Let me fuck you," I
said as I reached and pulled her up to face me. But the sight of Christy in
her vulgar position seemed to shock Karen too who instantly grabbed up her
blouse, held it to her bare tits and moved toward the doorway. I stood
silently and watched her try to leave.

"Where you going, baby?" Jeff voice said softly behind me. As he walked
over to Karen and pulled her into his arms I watched silently while her
arms embraced him. It seemed the most natural thing in the world for Jeff
to hold my girlfriend. And to see her willingly drop her blouse and press
her bare breasts against his sculpted chest. Her hands clung to him,
feeling his muscled back and his hands caressed her ass. When their mouths
met and their tongues wrapped together, I focused on his cock that pressed
to her thigh.

"I should go" I heard Karen whisper as her hands reached and held Jeff's
hard cock. But instead of her leaving, Jeff stepped back allowing her to
stroke him and he pressed on her shoulders. She slipped willingly to the
floor and took his beautiful cock into her mouth without hesitation. I
wanted anger to fill me, but instead I felt excitement as I watched my
roommate command the room. All of us wanted him.

"Hey roomie, do me a favor and fuck my girl for me," he said casually
smiling at me as he gripped the sides of Karen's face and started to fuck
her willing mouth.

I looked over at Christy and knew I had to do what he wanted me to do. Hell
at that moment I would do anything for Jeff. Without a thought I walked to
her, positioned myself between her spread legs and posed the tip of my cock
at her wet pussy lips. Christy took control and wrapped her legs around me,
and drew me in so that my cock slipped inside her easily. I remember
looking down in shock and realized that I was fucking Jeff's girl, the warm
wrapped around my cock felt good and there w as something about the fact
that my cock was in the exact space the Jeff's had been many times.

"Yeah, come on, Eric!" Christy screamed out. I willing grabbed her hips and
started to pound Jeff's girlfriend until I heard moans behind me. I
continued to thrust but I turned my head and looked to see Jeff and Karen
in my bed, her legs spread wide with him pistoning in and out of her. The
site of his hard ass flexing on my bed pushed me to the edge as my cum
boiled inside of me. But I wanted Jeff to see me cum. I looked down in
revulsion at Christy who stared up at me desperate for my cock to be shoot
inside her. I mumbled "no" and back away from her dripping pussy.

Then I felt the warmth behind me. Skin touching mine, and words flowed into
my ear. "Come on Eric, give it to her," his voice whispered in my ear. Jeff
had left Karen laying on my bed, just to push me back to finish his girl. I
felt his hand on the small of my back and once again his voice in my
ear. "Go on, buddy, fuck her."

I looked into his eyes and saw his eager smile while his right arm
encircled my waist, holding me as he guided me back to her. My left arm
reached around him and I closed my eyes as I smelled the sweat on his
skin. I loved the feel of our flesh so close as we stood side by
side. Roommates and friends. My mouth touched his neck and my lips brushed
against his skin.  My tongue eagerly tasted him. The salty sweat of his
body covered my lips and tongue as I moved my hips forward and started to
fuck Christy again. The more I fucked the more I licked him, and kissed his
neck, while his arm stayed tight around my waist. I reached with my right
arm and rubbed his pecs as I wildly sucked and kissed more of his neck and
the cum burst from me and filled the wet pussy I fucked.

"Yeah! Good job, roomie!" Jeff laughed out, as he pulled me back into his
arms and removed me from his girlfriend. I turned and leaned into him,
grasping onto so that I held him in my arms. My wet hard cock pressed into
his leg as I struggled to hold onto him, but my knees gave way and I began
to slip to the floor. I landed on my knees, and opened my eyes to see
Jeff's semi hard cock hanging in front of me. Once again I was in front of
my temptation. I had gone all this school year and kept control but here I
was again. And I wanted it! I leaned forward and my mouth sucked the tip of
his cock. The taste was perfect and I quickly gripped his hips and held in
place as I swallowed his entire cock to the back of my throat. He tasted of
piss, cum and sweat and I loved it. I knew everyone in the room was seeing
me do this terrible sickening thing, but I had no control. I wanted him as
badly as I wanted Todd, but instead he moved and pulled his cock from my
mouth...

"No buddy, none of that," he whispered and he stepped away from me. I
watched in silence on my knees as he climbed into his bed, laid on top of
Christy and slide his wet dick into her. As I knelt there watching, Karen
dressed behind me and went toward the door, but I was too frozen in place
to go and stop her. I hated myself for what I had done and yet I could not
bring myself to stop watching. Every thrust, every movement held me in
place as I watched Jeff do to Christy what my body longed for him to do to
me. It wasn't until I heard Jeff moaning out Christy's name that I realized
the moment was over....that he was filling her pussy with his cum and that
I had just sucked his cock like a typical faggot.

Within seconds I was dressed and standing outside in the hallway, and felt
terror grip me as realized Jeff may know of my sexual confusion. My mind
screamed, while my body ached to go back in that room and taste more of
him. I ran down the hall to the dorm lobby, ignoring the stares from the
passing students. Once I was inside the elevator I moved as if on
autopilot. It wasn't until I was outside 23D that I finally remembered his
name. Steve.

"Hi", he said as he stood before me shirtless and his hair hung in his
gorgeous blue eyes.

"Can we talk?" I said as I looked up and down the hallway, afraid to be
seen.

"Sure," he replied, and opened his door wide.

I scanned his room and saw 2 empty beds.

"Where's your roommate?" I asked.

"With his girlfriend," was his reply.

Silently I started to undress and he did the same. When he stepped close to
kiss me, I pushed back and shoved him to his bed. Unlike Ryan and Todd,
this guy knew exactly what he wanted as he climbed onto his bed on all
fours and spread his hole for me. He was like Christy - just a hole to hold
my cock. Except this hole would be my Jeff. I closed my eyes and moved
forward to fuck my roommate in my mind as the faggot took my cock up his
ass. I gripped his hips and pounded him over and over - I fucked his hole
and used him as nothing more than my bottom boy.

Honestly that experience was blank for me. I remember the excitement of
being with a guy again. But beyond that it's only a flash of images of me
plowing into him, sounds of moaning pleasure, views of my rigid cock, his
hole, and my terror as I snuck out his door later. Afraid that someone
would see me leave the room of a known queer.

It was 3 days before I saw Jeff again, because each day I stayed out of the
room until long after he went to bed and left early each morning. There was
nowhere I felt safe anymore. Not with Jeff, not with my friends who were
all Jeff's friends, and certainly not with that Steve guy. But eventually I
knew I would have to face Jeff again. So on the third day I went to the
residential hall director and asked to be moved for the junior
year. Sophomore year was about to end, and I knew I could never face
another year with Jeff.

When I finally came home that night after the gym he was at his desk
studying. Only the desk lamp was on in the dark room, and the light
reflected off his skin. And there was a faint mark my mouth had left on his
neck.

"HEY! How you been roomie?!" He said, and smiled broadly.

"Around," I replied, as I started to change my clothes.

"What happened to you? Last I saw you were about to fuck Karen. Where did
you two go that night? Back to her room?"

He acted oblivious to what had truly happened. He had not been drunk that
night. He knew what I had done. He knew I had watched him do Christy! He
knew that bruise on his neck was from me!

"I told the director to re-assign me next year. I'm moving to the academics
dorm floor." I said quickly.

"WHAT?" Jeff voice was the loudest I had ever heard it, as he stood up from
his desk and violently shoved his chair back.

"Sorry," I said, and stepped out of my pants to get ready for a quick
shower.

"That is bullshit! You study all the fucking time! You don't need the
academics floor. And what the FUCK am I supposed to do about a roommate?!"
Jeff said, and threw his pen across the room.

"Talk to the director. He said he would put you with Jack since Leo is
graduating Sunday." I replied casually, without looking at him.

"You fucking little bastard!" His yell pierced through me as his hands
violently grabbed and spun me around to face him.

"Stop it!" I said, and turned away from his face and the mark on his neck.

Jeff shoved me first, but I returned the attack and in seconds we were in
the middle of the floor in a wrestle. After all our workouts over the past
year I matched him pound for pound and almost muscle for muscle. With each
hold he would take, I would deflect and return to pin him. We grunted and
fought, no fists, only shoving and gripping each other until finally I
slammed my foot into his chest ands scrambled away from him. His final grip
was a hand on my briefs that ripped and pulled down my legs. Seconds later
I stood in the hallway dressing with the clothes I grabbed and running to
the dorm lobby.

"Hey. What you need?" Steve said as he opened the door marked "23D" a few
minutes later.

"You alone?" I mumbled in reply, and scanned the hall way to see if any of
the passing students would recognize me.

"Nah, but hang on. I will grab some shoes and be right out," he said as he
shut his door. Within seconds he was beside me walking down the
hallway. "Sorry, my roommate was home. Want to go to your room?"

"No. Come on" I said as I led him to the elevator, down to the lobby and
out the main doors.

We only made it as far as the gym building before I pulled him back into
the shadows of the bushes on the side lawn and started tasting my
temptation. I didn?t hold back, but instead I used Steve as my Jeff
again. His shirt came off easily and in the spring night air it felt good
to feel his flesh. I was on my knees before he could even unzip, and within
seconds I was back to doing what I knew how to do.

Panting we both slipped back into our clothes and started to walk back
toward the dorms crossing the university campus. Steve kept talking to me,
but I don't remember anything he said, other than I wanted him to shut
up. Then he grabbed me and took me into his arms right there in the middle
of campus and kissed me. I returned the kiss dreaming of Jeff in my arms
instead.

"Hey look! Faggots!

The words pierced the night air and I remember the lump in my throat as I
we separated looked to see4 large guys surrounding us. The darkness made
them only shadows, and the fear was palpable.

A fist flew out and I fell to the ground. Boots and shoes hit my chest and
legs while I heard Steven crying beside me. The last sight was seeing his
bloodied face as he dropped to the ground next to me, his eyes wide open
and he laid motionless. Blackness swallowed us.

I don't remember another besides a siren, a nurse, and my Mom in a chair
next to me while I was in a bed. And now I am here. The bright sun on my
childhood bed back on the farm, my body bruised, and the bandage on my
right temple.

"Hey." I look to the voice in my door and standing there is my little
brother, Josh.

"What am I doing here?" I reply, as I reach down and pull the sheet up over
my chest.

"Mom and Dad brought you home yesterday. You were pretty outta it. Probably
the pain pills." Josh replied as he moved to my bed and started to pull my
covers down. We both look down at my bruise covered body.

"What are you doing?!" I say, my voice raising as I struggle to sit up.

"Mom said I should help you shower before she gets back home," he replies
casually as he starts to lift me.

Pain pounds my body, as I lean on him and we begin to slowly move out on
the room and down the hall. In the bathroom he leans me against the wall
and I close my eyes. The faucets squeak as they turn, water splashes on the
ceramic tub, and steam envelopes me. I don't open my eyes until I feel my
briefs being pulled down my legs. In front on me on his knees is my Josh.

Everything I have done has brought me right back here. To this moment. To
Josh. Everything has led me right back to my temptation.

"Josh, no....." I say as I look at him staring at my XXXX.

"No...no...no...." I repeat as my Josh stares at my cock and starts to lean
toward me.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Hope you are enjoying the story. I hope you will stick with Eric and see
how his live moves forward. Each of his experiences is helping him learn
more about himself as he tries to understand his desires. I hope you will
stick around and continue to enjoy some pleasure like I do when I write
about Eric. You can email with your comments, questions, or whatever. Send
them to mheast111@hotmail.com.