Date: Sat, 27 Jan 2007 15:58:23 -0800 (PST)
From: Joe <dysman87201@yahoo.com>
Subject: Adam and the Journey of Self-Discovery Chapter 1: Arriving at College

	Hi, I am Adam. I recently moved to New York City. I used to live in
Vermont, though I moved here to attend college. I moved into my dorm room
today, though I am getting a little ahead of myself, let me go back to the
beginning of the day.

I woke up this morning from tossing and turning in bed. Today was the day I
was going to go to college. I had been looking forward to this day for the
longest time. I had been planning what I was going to say to my roommate. I
had planned what I was going to do when my parents finally left me on my
own.

You see I have been aching to get away from my family for the longest time
now. I have been waiting for the most opportune moment to finally discover
who I am, though I am talking more of my sexual health than anything else.

So I woke this morning with an unusual start. I jumped out of bed and
grabbed my stack of clothing that I picked to wear from last night. I walk
out of the room and a few paces down my hall to my bathroom on my left at
the top of my stairs. I entered the bathroom and shut the door and noticed
my reflection in the mirror. I saw my short black hair, slightly messy from
my tossing and turning all night. I realized that I had never noticed my
clear looking complexion with my tan skin. I had recently taken up a
workout routine at my local gym and briefly marveled at my own physique.

I looked away at last to start stripping. I took off my black t-shirt and
threw it, like usual, off to the side of the bathroom. I slowly took off my
boxers exposing my penis once again. It was quite well proportioned from
what I could tell. I then straightened up and entered my shower. After
cleaning myself off and washing my hair I grabbed the nearby towel and
started to dry off. At this moment my older sister banged on the
door. "Adam! I need to get in there sometime soon so we can bring you to
college and I don't look like a total crack whore when we do." She had
always been the one to rush me through my daily routine to get out of the
bathroom. This time though it didn't bother me as much. I just took out my
toothbrush and started brushing my teeth.

After doing the rest of my daily routine I headed down to breakfast. My
mother had actually made breakfast for the whole family before we departed
to my college, New York University. She started to grill me the moment I
walked into the kitchen. "Sweetie, have you packed everything ... Are you
sure you are going to have everything you need ... Make sure you are being
safe when you are journeying in the city. Don't go out by yourself..." I
had been hearing it all week.

When everyone was done and we loaded both my car, which later my sister was
to drive back home since freshmen can't have cars on campus, and my parents
car we started toward my college. My sister and I were going in my car and
my mother and father were to go in their car. My sister and I had an
understanding that we were not to talk about me leaving the family and the
emotional turmoil that the whole family was to go through after I was gone
on the car ride there. So she actually stuck to her promise and we listened
to my music and some of the radio she listened to on our way down.

When we arrived at the college we all had to go in and sign me in to get my
dorm key and directions to the dorm. As we walked in I saw this really hot
blond guy. He had to have stood at least five ten or five eleven inches
tall. He had long looking hair and he had it up in a short ponytail. It
looked really hot, though I caught myself looking at him just in time
before my sister looked over at me to ask me a question. So we arrived in
line and I waited a little while and finally got my key for my dorm. So I
went back outside and started unloading my car. When I arrived at my dorm
door after searching quite intensely for it, I inserted my key and opened
to door to find a small group of people actually gathered in the center of
the room seeming just done unpacking my roommate. The first person that
said anything was a woman that stood a few inches shorter than me and had
the stereotypical New York accent. "How are you doing darling? You must be
my little sugars new roommate. I'm Marg." She extended her hand to me and I
shook it with a chuckle.

Only seconds afterwards a boy about my age came out from behind Marg. He
stood about my height, maybe a little bit shorter. He had brown hair styled
in what I'd call a modern jock type fashion with what looked like slight
gel in his hair.  He then said, "Mother please do not embarrass me on my
first day. I haven't even met my roommate already and you still insist on
making a complete fool of me." He looked up at me and the expression on his
face went from annoyed to slightly embarrassment. It was clear he was
blushing for some reason.

I looked over at him with a grin on my face. "Oh don't worry, I am sure my
mother will start spouting at the mouth soon enough." Little did I know
that my mother was standing right behind me and she walloped me right on
the side of my arm. She then said, "I will not be spouting out at the
mouth, thank you very much." She then introduced herself to my roommate's
mother.

Soon after this short encounter I went out and continued unloading our cars
until everything was in and settled in at least a temporary spot. We then
said our goodbyes and both our families left to adventure back home. I
closed the door as my sister was the last one to leave. When I turned
around I found my roommate standing in the middle of the dorm room looking
slightly more relieved since his family left. He sighed and said, "Sorry
about them, especially my mother. She likes to make a large impression on
new people."

I then said, "Oh, no problem, your family is actually quite nice. Your
mother was actually quite enjoyable to talk to after getting over the
bubbly aura she gives off."

"Yeah, a lot of people say that. Anyways, I am Chad, Chad Murphy." He
extended his hand out to me.

"I'm Adam O'Neal. I guess we are roommates for a least the next year."

"Yeah, I guess you are right. I hope you are not mad that I decided to
start unpacking on the right side of the room."

"Oh hell no, I am actually a lefty myself, so the left of the room is quite
perfect really."

"Alright, Adam, I hope you don't mind if I post some stuff up on the walls,
do you? I mean I swear they are not going to interfere with anything of
yours on purpose."

"No that is fine Chad, post whatever you want. Heck, if you don't have
enough room on your side feel free to go crazy with my half of the wall. I
mean `Me casa es tú casa.'"

We both chuckled at my little display of the Spanish language and situated
ourselves with our desks and everything. By the time we had done this it
was nearly time for dinner. I looked over at Chad and asked, "So, dude. Do
you want to go to dinner together; I mean I understand if you don't want
to." At this Chad's glanced wiped over to me. "Of course I would love to go
to dinner with you. I mean you really are the only person I know at this
college still." So we collected our keys and our student IDs that we also
received when we checked in with the central office.

--

Later that night after dinner we came back to the dormitory completely
stuffed from eating all we could at the dining hall. After sitting down at
my desk chair I said, "Wow that was amazing. What a difference between my
home cooked meals. I have never eaten so much variety of food in one
sitting in my life." Chad looked over at me with his cute face and
nodded. I couldn't help but find myself fixated at admiring his perfection.

I only caught myself looking at him after he said, "What do I have
something in my teeth or something?" He looked away brushing his finger
against his teeth.

"No..." I looked at him and must have obviously blushed because Chad
commented.

"Dude, what is up with you blushing a lot today? Am I really making you
feel uncomfortable or something?"

"Well, um, not really... it's just..."

That was all I could say before Chad put his hand up. "I hate to ruin this
awkward moment we are having, but I have been meaning to ask you a burning
question. You don't need to answer the question if you really feel
uncomfortable at all. What is your opinion on the gay community? Like are
you at all homo-phobic?"

At this my mouth automatically opened so wide I almost thought my jaw might
actually dislocate and detach from my whole face. "Wow that isn't straight
forward or anything..."

"I knew you were going to react this way, I should have never brought it
up."

"No, no. Really it is okay, I am just shocked I actually have a roommate
remotely like you. I am totally alright with the gay community. Really, it
doesn't matter if you fuck a horse, as long as you are comfortable with
that... well maybe not a horse, but you know what I mean..."

"Oh totally, yeah, I understand totally what you are saying. I am actually
semi-openly gay. I mean I am sort of out to my friends, and they are all
supportive. I am just not out to my family yet. Kind of dreading doing so,
I am not sure how they would respond to me being gay."

"Oh, that is interesting. I am really not sure what I am, though it is cool
to know that you aren't going to totally flip out if you ever do see me
inviting another guy over frequently."

"Yeah, dude. I think I am going to go take a shower and then I am going to
go to bed."

"Yeah, I thought I might do the same thing, orientation is tomorrow, and we
all hear what a bitch that is."