Date: Tue, 20 Feb 2007 23:08:29 -0500
From: Jakob Toksmer <jtoksmer@gmail.com>
Subject: College and Grad School 1

Introduction

I was recently talking to a friend of mine about some college experiences
and he suggested I write them down - mainly because we didn't have the time
to go through even one story.  I can be wordy, I guess.

Just so you know, my name is Jake.  I'm 5'9", brown hair, green eyes.  I
played soccer, swam, worked out at the gym, jogged all over kingdom come,
so I have decent legs, abs, arms... I worked hard on them, so I welcome the
compliments when I get them.

Sexually, I'm average in size.  From reading some of these posts, I'm tiny.
But really, it's average.  So are all the guys I'll write about unless
otherwise noted.  And as you'll read, I'm fairly adventurous.

One last thing: there may or may not be sex in every installment I get
around to writing.  I'm trying to go chronologically, but to get to my
point there may not be sex every time.  This first installment is one of
those... but don't worry, it's coming.

Chapter 1: Meeting Jeremy

Jeremy came strolling into my life my sophomore year.  He was a freshman
from downstairs who came upstairs hoping to meet some people.  The first
thing I noticed, aside from his gorgeous blue eyes, was his stature.
Jeremy was barely five feet tall.  Cute as a button, and judging from his
slightly-too-small t-shirt, he was ripped.

I knew he was a freshman right away... who else would be on campus at this
point?  I was only there because my roommate, Dave, was the RA.  Anyway, we
(Dave and I) introduced ourselves to Jeremy and asked him how he was
settling in.  He liked campus so far, only had a couple of things left to
unpack (his parents had gone off to their hotel room and would be back the
next morning to see him before heading back home), and hadn't met his
roommate yet, but knew he was here as his stuff was all over the room.

We asked whether they had talked before and that's when Dave remembered:
Jeremy had been stuck with an exchange student.  Someone from one of the
"Ickystans" as we called them.  We didn't really mean it, but laughed every
time we said it, so it had stuck.  Jeremy hadn't had a chance to talk to
him - the one time the phone connected he hadn't said but a few words when
the line went dead.

I went back downstairs to show Jeremy around our dorm (there was only one
other freshman in it) since there wouldn't be a big tour.  I helped him
unpack some books he had brought with him and then invited him to dinner
with my roommate and me.  At the end of dinner, Dave had to take off for an
RA meeting and Jeremy had a couple hours before his first orientation
meeting.

I asked if he wanted to meet some people in other dorms (on his own) or if
he wanted a tour of campus.  To my delight he wanted a tour of campus.

I could have melted into those big blue eyes of his.  He was just stunning.
And when I wasn't staring into those majestic pools, I was admiring his
physique.  Seriously, I thought if he wasn't totally ripped under that
shirt, I need to find out who his tailor is.  He looked soooooo good.

Of course there's always a problem, and his was named Jennifer.  She was
still in high school, a year behind him.  They had been together for two
years and she really sounded great, I have to admit.  Something about being
petite and blond and ice-skating was all I could remember... And I only
remembered the ice-skating because one of his pastimes had been hockey -
ice and field.  No wonder he looked like that!  And of course (!) he was
taken.  They always are.

It was a really hot, really humid day.  We were drenched in sweat after
walking up and down the campus hills for the past hour and stopped in a
shop just off campus for some ice cream.  We walked back across campus to
our dorm... I invited him up to watch some TV (I noticed he didn't have one
when I helped him unpack those books), but he said he needed to shower
before the orientation meeting.  I wished him a good evening and went
upstairs, unable to get his gorgeous body and stunning good looks out of my
head.

Dave was just leaving as I walked into the room.  He was leading the
meeting Jeremy was going to for the entire dormitory, and being extremely
organized was on his way to make sure the room he had reserved was set up
the way he wanted.  He left shortly after I walked back in the room.

I turned on the TV and took off my shirt, throwing it in the vague
direction of my closet.  I looked in the mirror before I sat down and
didn't feel too bad about myself... hours in the gym, swimming, and playing
soccer had given me some nice abs.  I sat down in my computer chair and
swiveled around to watch TV.

About two minutes later, a shirtless Jeremy walks through my door (it was
always open if Dave or I was there).  Oh.  My.  God.  He was unbelievable.
I couldn't take my eyes off the Roman god standing in front of me.  He was
so sculpted he really could have been made of marble.  I was in shock for a
couple of seconds... enough for Jeremy to notice.

"Uh... Jake?  You okay?"

"Yeah... sorry, I wasn't expecting anyone..." which was true.

He was going to shower but realized he didn't have any soap or shampoo.  As
we were in a very small section of the dorm, all of our stuff was kept in
the one shower for our floor.  It was only six guys (or would be once they
all arrived at school), so we had a big sectional rack in the abnormally
large shower stall.  Anyway, I showed Jeremy where it was and told him he
could use any of it; just bring it back if he wasn't going to shower there.
He thanked me, grabbed my shampoo, and took off.

I knew I had made him uncomfortable.  He had gone quite quickly and didn't
say anything.  He also returned the stuff to our shower and hadn't said
anything before going to his orientation meeting.  I waited until I was
sure he had gone to his meeting before jumping into the shower myself.
Though I knew I had made him uncomfortable, I jerked off to the image of
his beautiful torso.  Perfect abs, amazing pecs, beautiful arms...

To my surprise, later that night, Jeremy came upstairs to ask Dave about
getting involved on campus in some of the councils.  Dave told him he'd be
explaining more of that over the next couple of days, and for now just to
relax.  It was summer camp until next Monday, so enjoy.  We told him to sit
and stay awhile, ordered a pizza, and just hung out.  We really had a great
night, and whatever I had felt earlier about making him uncomfortable was
gone.  I didn't stare, or at least I didn't think I did.

So Jeremy was eye candy.  I didn't say anything to him and tried to act
normal.  However, there were many sleepless nights where I was lying awake
wishing he was lying next to me.