Date: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 18:55:43 -0500
From: James Knight <james5508@gmail.com>
Subject: Common Misconceptions Chapter 1

Common Misconceptions

Chapter 1

Author's Note: This story is a work of fiction.  Any similarities to anyone
are merely a coincidence.  This is a story involving sexual activates
between males.  If that offends you or you are under the age of 18 please
leave now.  Please enjoy the story. This is my first try at writing so all
comments and criticisms are welcome, just email me at james5508@gmail.com.

 Grey clouds roll violently over the sky of the city of around 100,000
inhabitants, at least during the summer months.

Justin was walking back to his home in this less than desirable part of the
city.  He had just turned eighteen years old a few days ago, August 15th to
be exact, but he really didn't have much to celebrate.  He had just
finished high school, and he had hoped to be on to bigger and better
things, but so far the summer had brought nothing but disappointment.

He had saved what little money he had in order to send in many different
applications to different colleges around the state, but of those that
bothered to return to him, all had rejected his applications.  It is true
that he was never very accomplished at school, but there was a good reason,
most of the time he had to work.

His future in this life seemed to become more real to him as he continued
walking along the cracked sidewalk.  The houses he was passing became
smaller and dirtier, until finally he reached his destination, the Star
Crest trailer park.  He had lived there as long as he could remember, just
him and his mother.

His father had left them before Justin was even one year old, but that
never stopped his mother from bringing in the lowest levels of life into
that trailer.  As time passed she seemed to be going through them faster
and faster, and they seemed to be bigger jackasses all the time.  By the
time that Justin reached the old trailer, he was practically drenched in
sweet.  He had to walk all the way home from the Wal-Mart store that he
worked at during the morning; it was maybe two or three miles away from
where he lived, but because of their financial difficulties they only had
one car.  It was some kind of Toyota that was about twenty years old.

Justin stood at the door for a few seconds wondering if his mom was there,
and if she was did she have anyone there with her.  For the last few months
she had been seeing this guy named Richard.  He was not a bad as the
others, at least he doesn't hit anyone, Justin thought bitterly,
remembering some of the men that have been though the old trailer.

Justin ran his right hand across his forehead, taking the sweet with it.
He slowly shook his head, his dark, silky black hair swaying gently in the
wind.  Just as he was getting ready to open the door, he heard his mother's
voice from inside laughing at something or someone.  'Great she's still
here,' Justin thought as he opened the door and stepped inside.  The main
room from the door was small, one side held the small living room with its
two-person couch and small TV, and on the other side the stove and
refrigerator, and the fold out table, where you could eat but they hardly
ever used it.

As Justin walked thought the door he noticed that his mother was walking
down the small hall that led to the two tiny bedrooms and the bathroom.  He
thought that it was a little weird that his mother was still there, since
she was supposed to be waiting tables at the local diner.  Justin walked
into the room and slammed the door shut.

"Justin is that you?"  His mother called from the somewhere down the hall.

"Yea ma it's me." Justin called back, before moving over to the
refrigerator to get something to drink.

Janet Michaels is a tall woman but she was rather skinny, with brown hair
and brown eyes.  She had some of the features of Justin, but it was obvious
that the two had major differences.  "Justin, I need you to do me a favor,
ok?"

"Um, ok, what do you want?"  Justin asked casually, already knowing what
she was going to ask.

"I'm gotta go and meet Richard downtown, I need you to take over my shift
at the diner tonight, you got that?"

As his mother was talking Justin was looking down on the counter where his
mother had put the mail earlier that day.  As usual there was the huge
stack of bills and late notices, but under that stuff was a large envelope
that looked like it was from some college, which immediately drew his
attention away from his mother, not that he was paying that much attention
to begin with.

"Justin!" his mother screamed when she realized that he was paying
attention to her. "Did you hear me!"

"Yea, I heard ya! There's no reason to scream! But I gotta go to work
tonight, so I can't cover ya, too bad." Justin said, walking to the little
counter where the mail was located and subtly started to shift the letters
around.

"Don't you dare take that tone of voice with me young man!" His mother
screamed at him, a vein popping on the right of her forehead.  "You can
just take off tonight at the bowling place or where ever your supposed to
work because you need to be at the diner."

"Fuck that shit!!! I'm going to go to my job tonight, and you can either go
to yours or go where ever the hell you plan on going just leave me the fuck
alone!" Justin screamed while he began walking to his small room at the
other side of the trailer.

Once he got past the threshold he slammed the door shut and turned around
and jumped down on his bed.  As soon as he head his mothers yells subsiding
from the front of the trailer he took out the package that was addressed to
him from the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign.

He greedily tore open the letter and began reading in haste.

Dear Mr. Justin Michaels,

We are delighted to inform you that you have been accepted into the
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign and we hope to have you
attending for the next school year.  The Financial Department would also
like to congratulate you on receiving financial aid for the coming school
year.  As you informed us on your application you would be willing to work
on campus to help pay for your schooling, we have taken the liberty of
signing you up in either the Political Science or History department for
the time being.

We here at the University would like to apologize for delaying this letter
as long as it has been, and once again we hope that you join us for the
coming school year.

Sincerely Yours,
Dr. Thomas Young,
President of Admissions

Justin could hardly believe his eyes as he continued to re-read the letter.
He finally got into a college and with financial aid to boot.  At that
moment in time nothing could get Justin down from his high, not where he
lived, not where he worked, not his clothes, not his bitch mother or her
jackass boyfriend.

Looking through the rest of the papers that came with the acceptance
letter, he filled out some forms that had to do with whether or not he was
going to go there, and some other information about the financial aid he
would be receiving.  With that information was also a request for him to be
at the Financial Office early Monday morning to meet with one of the
councilors who would work with him.

Finally getting done with all the paper work, Justin finally looked at the
clock and realized that he only had one hour to get ready and be at the
bowling alley.  He quickly looked out his door and realized that his mother
must have left; he went into the bath room and started the small shower.
As the water was warming up, he quickly stripped off all of his clothes and
looked at himself in the mirror.

He really didn't see how he took after his mother, except maybe the height,
they were both the same height, being around 5'8 or 5'9, but other than
that they really did not look alike.  He had dark, silky black hair which
bounced around his head; it was medium in length, coving part of his ears.
His body was a light olive skin tone thanks to his Italian heritage.  Many
people had told him over the years that his skin was almost perfect, he had
no blemishes or scars, nor did his face have any acme.  In terms of body
hair, his was very light, just a sprinkling over his arms and legs and none
on the chest or stomach.  His eyes were a dark brown with tiny drops of
silver and grey through out his pupils.

Once the water was warm enough, it never really got hot, Justin quickly
stepped inside.  He knew that he didn't have a lot of time, but if he
jogged to work, then he should be able to make it in plenty of time.  Not
that it mattered anyways, now that he had finally gotten accepted into
college, he was walking on cloud nine.

As soon as the water started hitting his body Justin immediately felt
relaxed.  His Hands roamed up and down his body, washing the different
parts of his body.  His hands stopped at his dick, and he began paying
special attention to his quickly enlarging member.  He kept his pubic hair
short and trimmed, which tended to show off his eight inch cock better.

Justin grabbed the bottom of his already rock hard cock and slowly began to
pick up the pace of his jacking.  He was imagining what having sex with
some of the jocks at the school might be like.  He only has had sex a
couple of times, nothing really great, just some quickies with some of the
men that he met at a dance club.  His mind kept flashing images of hot men
with rock hard six packs and pecks, with sweet dripping off their
incredibly hot bodies.  Wondering what it would be like to go down on them,
or to fuck his hot little ass.

How great it would feel to have their huge cocks up his ass.  As he
continued to pound on his pulsating cock while the warm, steamy water kept
hitting his body, suddenly Justin found himself rising quickly over the
edge, past the point of no return.

He let out a loud moan when he felt the first shot of cum hit the wall in
front of him.  He kept on jacking his dick as he spewed three. . . four
. . . five . . . six times.  Wow! He hardly ever shot that much, and even
after the final shot, his cock kept a steady stream of cum coming out.

Finally coming down from the high of his orgasm a minute later, he moved
the water around in the shower to make sure that he washed away all the
cum.  The water was losing its warmth very quickly, becoming just like ice
in a matter of seconds.

Justin jumped out of the shower and began to dry himself off before
wrapping a towel around his waist and went to the sink to shave and get
ready for work.  Returning to his bedroom about ten minutes later, Justin
grabbed the envelope that contained all his college information and left
the trailer.

It took Justin only about forty minutes to make it to the bowling alley,
where he could quickly tell he was not late because there were hardly any
cars in the parking lot.  Justin quickly made his way into Cougar Lanes and
headed towards the front part of the building, past the bar and lounge, and
clocked in for the night.

"Running kinda late aren't you Justin?" A young woman said from the other
side of the back hallway.

"Oh you know me, I always like playing it fast and loose!"  Justin said,
heading over to give the woman a hug.

"It's good to see you again Rachael, so how's the baby?"  Justin asked,
noticing that Rachael already looked much better than she had a couple of
months ago.

"The baby's just fine, had a little trouble breathing when it first came
out, but she is doing much better now."  Rachael said.  She was about 5'6
in height, and despite only being twenty-four she already had three
children, the youngest, Savannah, just being born two months ago.  Justin
considered Rachael to be his best friend even though she was six years
older than he was.  She had been working at Cougar Lanes since she was
sixteen, her mother also works there, and she and Justin become good
friends when he started to work there two years ago.

"Yeah, I heard Linda and Cindy talking about that a couple of days ago,
I'm glad that she's okay now through."

"I bet you did, those two can never shut up when there is something to talk
about."  She replied moving back through the hallway that lead into the
bar.

Justin went into the snack bar, which faced the lanes, and was right next
to the front desk.  Jan was in charge tonight because they had to get ready
for the beginning of the new season of league bowlers.  Jan was not the
type of woman that you wanted to piss off.  She was nice enough if you just
left her alone, but once you started to do something that she wanted
control over then you just better watch your ass.  She is one of those
people that want control over everything even though they are not the one
in charge.

Justin, being in charge of the snack bar, did not have to help get the new
bowlers ready and show them how to run the new computers.  Rachael, working
in the bar, also did not have to help and she came out into the snack bar
after about an hour.

"Wow something really good must have happened to you, I haven't seen you
this excited in a long time." Rachael said, coming up from behind Justin.

"Holy fuck! You scared the shit outta me!" Justin said his heart beating
really fast from the recent fright.

"It's just awesome scaring you, it has to be the part that I missed most
when I was gone.  So anyway what is this information that's got you so
excited?  Meet someone? Maybe a new boyfriend?"  Rachael was the only the
person that he ever told that he was gay.  She didn't have any problems
with it, and they often kept a look out and comment on the guys that they
think are hot, even though she has been married for five years.

"No, not at all, but I did get a letter from U o L. . ." And he proceed to
tell his best friend about how he got accepted and the financial aid he is
receiving, and how great it will be to finally get away from that god awful
trailer.  He continued to talk, making the little food and drinks that the
people wanted, until finally he heard a gasp from Rachael.

"Oh my God!" Rachael exclaimed.  "He is gorgeous!"

"Who?!" Justin asked, turning in the direction that Rachael was facing, and
there walking through the doors at the far end of the alley was a group of
college aged men.  In the center surrounded by a bunch of other guys had to
be the one that Rachael was talking about--and boy did he agree with her
on that.

He had to be about six foot with brown hair, but he was wearing a tight
muscle shirt which showed off every curve of his incredibly hot body.

"Your not kidding on that one Rach, he has to be one of the hottest people
I've every seen in my life. Damn!" And Justin turned away and walked
towards the other end of the snack bar, which is close to the main desk, in
order to get a closer look at the guy.

 They only bowled for a little while that night, and being that school was
starting back up so soon, there was hardly anyone bowling, so he was told
to close up the snack bar and go home.  Of course he had no intention of
going home to his bitch of a mother, most likely drunk off her ass by now,
so he hung around the bar for about half an hour until Rachael got off.

They decided to go to one of the `looser' clubs in the city, meaning that
he could easily get into it and get as many drinks as he wanted.  They
left, and in just about five minutes later Rachael drove into the clubs
parking lot.  It was in a more industrial, warehouse part of the city.  It
was as busy as any week night.  They made their way to the bar, bypassing
the dance floor filled with dozens of people.

"Rachael I can't believe you wanted to come here!" Justin said loudly over
the music.

"And why is that?" She asked putting her arms on her hips.

"Uhhh, maybe because you have three kids and a husband!"  Justin exclaimed.

"Yeah but I haven't been out since Savannah has been born and I was just
going stir crazy in that house."

Rolling his eyes, Justin said softly, "Whatever."

After about ten minutes and some teasing between the two back and forth,
out of the corner of his eye Justin noticed someone looking at him, or at
least in their direction.  He turned and saw the guy from the bowling ally
earlier that night.  Justin thought that he looked even more stunning now
in the club than he did earlier.  And the best thing was that the stud was
looking directly at him!

Justin subtly elbowed Rachael.  She quickly turned to look at him and began
to say something, but in doing so he hushed her.  "Shhhhhhhh!  I need you
to tell me if that guy from the alley over there is looking at me."

"Okay." And Rachael began to look at the guy.

"Rachael!" Justin said in a loud whisper.  "Don't look at him!"

"How the hell am I supposed to see if he is looking at you when you won't
even let me look!" Rachael said loud enough that half the bar turned and
looked at them.

Justin turned red in embarrassment and lowered his head to look at the
ground.  Rachael always thought that Justin looked much cuter when he was
blushing.  By this time people's attention was back to where it was before,
but not for the man standing at the end of the bar looking right at the
blushing Justin.

The man decided that this was as good as any to introduce himself to him.
He slowly walked over to where Justin and Rachael were sitting, and if
right on cue Rachael said to Justin, "Look here he comes, and with that I
believe I need to take my exit, see you at work tomorrow and have fun!" She
gave a little giggle and patted his thigh before leaving the club and going
home.

Finally looking up a few second after Rachael had left, Justin noticed the
amazingly hot body of the man that he saw earlier that evening standing
right in front of him.

"Hey, do you mind if I sit down?"  The man asked.

"Uhhh, uhhh, n. . . no go right ahead." Justin said his nervousness all too
apparent to the stranger.

He sat down and introduced himself to Justin as John.  After a few very
tense seconds Justin replied and they started talking.  There was something
about the man that Justin did not trust, but he was just so hot that he
allowed himself to follow John out the back door and into an old alley that
was usually inhabited by people having sex.  Whether it was just making
out, or sucking, to actual fucking it was done at night throughout the back
rooms and alley.

Being as late as it was on a weeknight, there was hardly anyone in the
backrooms let alone in the alley, so John led Justin out to the back, and
taking him by the hand, pulled him into a corner wall.  There he slowly
kissed Justin, and with his tongue gently rubbing against Justin's lips,
Justin slowly opened his mouth and let the invading tongue in.

It stated out as a very slow and gentle kiss, but after a couple of
seconds, it was full of lust.  "You want this hot body of mine, huh boy?"

"Oh, yea you're so hot!" Justin replied, allowing his hands to travel up
and down this strangers hard, hot body.

John roughly pushed Justin's hands away from his body and lifted them up
above Justin's head, and he held them there as he kissed him hard again,
but this time he started to rub his body all over Justin's.  "You like this
hard body don't you?  No need to answer, I can see what it is for myself."
John reached down and roughly grabbed Justin's crotch.

"Hey! That hurts! Stop!" Justin managed to say while John's face was away
from his own.  Not only was his gripping of his cock really starting to
hurt, but John was not letting go of his arms.  Justin began struggling
against his grip, but John was several inches taller than him, not to
mention much stronger.

"Come now baby, you don't want me to stop, I know that you are enjoyin it."
He said in a drawn out voice, still grinding his body against Justin's.

Justin was really starting to panic.  This guy was not letting go, and he
couldn't see a good way to get him off of himself.  Once again John tried
to kiss him, but this time Justin shut his lips tightly together and when
John came close to him, Justin turned his face making John's face run up
along the side of Justin's.

"Now come on baby, don't do shit like that." John said pulling his face and
body back enough to get a good look at Justin.  "You want to be my little
bitch boy for the night don't cha?  I saw ya looking at me at the bowling
alley tonight.  You want this as much as I do, don't you bitch?"

When John stepped away from Justin momentarily, Justin saw his one chance
at getting rid of this annoying self-conceded idiot.  And when John said
those words to him, it drew nothing but anger out of Justin.

In just a spilt second Justin pushed his arms out and down, causing John to
put his attention back to restraining Justin.  At that moment Justin
brought up his knee and rammed it into John's balls and cock.  John
immediately fell to the ground, moaning and groaning in pain, his hands
clutching his cock.

"That's what you get you fuck!" Justin yelled at the top of his voice.
"How fucking dare you do that to me!!"  Justin threw another kick at John
still rolling around on the ground.  It hit him in the side, causing one of
his hands to move off of his dick and to the place where Justin had kicked
him.

Justin stood there watching for a moment before turning and silently
walking out of the alley and into the street, smiling to himself.

To Be Continued. . .