Date: Sun, 18 Dec 2005 12:00:23 -0700 From: Wade Wright <wadewrightaz@yahoo.com> Subject: Chapter Two "Getting to NAU" Gay/Male college Getting to NAU Chapter Two By Wade Wright "Bob, I just don't know about this! Hey guy, just as soon as that Bill came out of the office, when that clerk guy went to get him, he's been looking at both of us like something out of the candy store. Bob, when we were in the workout room, didn't you notice how he kept touching you and making the comments about how he figured you've worked out a lot to look like you do? Seriously man, I think that cop's already called him and told him you're game, or maybe even worse, that we're both game! When he put his hand on your leg back there at the restaurant, you really should have just gently taken it off and let him know you don't play with guys. Seriously Bob, from what is going on, I know damn well that they think we're gonna go to bed with `em! I think we need to just get in the truck and get the hell out of here now, before that officer guy shows up here! Bob, I know damn well he's planning on coming over here and doing something. Let's just get out of here!" "Jim, this is a hundred and five dollar a night room, and we've got it for free! I saw the rate chart down at the front desk! Jim, we've got one of their fanciest rooms, and it's free man, fucking free! Come on man, we can handle `em. If Stane does show up and he acts like he's gonna do something, we'll just tell him, "No"! We'll tell him we're not gay. Come on! After getting this room for free, there ain't no way in hell I'm gonna go sleep in that dump of a truck we've got out there. Hell man, even with the windows up, there's still cold air coming in, and look at that bed! Shit, ---look at those, ---two beds! There's two of `em. Shit man, this'll probably the last night until we go home for Christmas that we even get to sleep in separate beds! The size of that fucker and those pillows, no way man, ---I'm staying here! That is luxury and I ain't never gotten to live like that! If you wanna go and come back and get me in the morning, that's OK, but I'm staying here!" "OK , but I'm telling you!" "You're telling me what? What?" "We're gonna have trouble, I know we are! You should have told that cop to take his hand off of your leg, before it got this far! You've let him think that you wanna play with him. And since he thinks you wanna play, then he's probably figured out I do it too. That's probably why that Bill is involved now!" "Hey guy! If ever there was a guy that I'd try it with, that cop sure as hell would be the one! Jim, did you see the ass on that guy? Haven't you ever wondered just what those guys are hiding in those tight pants? Hey man, you don't have to be gay to wonder. Shit man, I'll bet every person that's ever seen one of those cops with pants on like that have secretly wondered just what was inside. Hey Jim, this just might be the chance to find out what so many other people have been wondering. I mean man, if he wants to drop his pants, that don't mean I gotta do anything with him, but hey, if he wants to show us what he's got, let's let him do it!" "No! No! ---No, I'm not gonna be part of this! If you two start doing anything, I'm outta here and I'll go sit in the lobby of the motel! Yea-he's a hot looking cop, but he's a guy! Seriously Bob, I'm starting to wonder about you some! You ever played with some guy before? You been playing around and not telling me what you're really like?" "No Jim, I haven't! I haven't, but yea, I will admit, I've wondered about it some. Hey, that football guy from Southern Cal that came out last year, ---nobody thought that was so bad! He said he was real tired of playing the false games and trying to be something he really ain't, so he got honest. I'm not saying I'm gonna do anything, but man, if some hot guy wants to show us his equipment, I wanna see it! I've wanted to see that football jocks body ever since he came out. He's hot and he dresses like he knows it! Yea,--- that news photo of him making that announcement with just his biker shorts and that tank top on, made him look hot as hell! Jim, if I'd been there that day, and if he'd said let's go, hell yea, I'd have gone with him! He was one hot stud, and cop Stane is another one! Come on man, relax! Nothing's gonna happen! I think you and I just let this all get out of control cause of the way I told you about him putting his hand on my leg. He's a cop! He ain't gonna risk his job by playing with some guys! Hey, that Bill guy, he's probably just a friendly guy! We're planning on going into the hotel business after we get smart, and maybe meeting Bill and seeing how friendly he can be to his guests just might be something that we need to learn. Come on man, I think we've actually made up a fantasy in our own minds! OK?" "Yea, I guess so! I kept thinking, ---God, he's a cop! He can't risk loosing that over some college guys! I think you're right! I think we got all carried away with fiction and fantasy!" "Come on, we've got a balcony we can go sit on and drink our free drinks. Jim, it sure ain't gonna be like this when we get to NAU!" "Yea, I sure do agree with that one! Hey, just the idea of getting free drinks there would be great! Do you think the hotel gives all of the people that stay here using the Outreach coupons, free booze? I sure didn't expect that, did you?" "No, hell no! When Bill asked us what we drank, I was about ready to tell him lemonade! Took me a minute to realize he meant liquor! Drink up man, no more free drinks after tonight!" Bob and Bill fixed their cocktails, ---on the stronger side too, since they knew that whatever was left over had to stay behind, and they stepped out onto the balcony, and as they clicked glasses, they admitted that the day was ending up pretty good, for being a day that started out with a flat tire after only about an hour on the road! After the first drink, and just as they were about to partake of the enhanced flavor of yet an even stronger, second drink, a very sharp, very well polished Ford, extended cab, truck drove up and parked right beneath their balcony. Both men made positive comments about how sharp and nice of a truck it was, and how they were embarrassed with their old rattle trap of a truck sitting so close to it. As they stood there and continued to admire the truck, the door swung open and Office Stane stepped out. He looked up, and said, "Hi guys! See you made it OK!" "Oh God!" Jim suddenly said. "Hi! --- Bob, it's Officer Baker!" Then looking back down toward the truck, Jim continued. "We were admiring your truck, and we didn't know it was you! Man, you look so different with civvies on! Hey, we're in room 214, come on up!" Officer Stane grabbed a sack out of the cab of the truck, closed the door and headed toward the staircase of the motel. Bob turned and headed into the room so that he could open the room door for Stane. As Stane came down the hall, Bob stepped out into the hall and secretly admired the form, and the style, of the big strong hunk that was walking toward him. "Man, Jim was right!" "Bout what? What?" "Bout you looking different in civvies! Looks good, ---just really different!' "Well I hope they look OK! I mean, do I look OK?" "Yea, yea-you look OK, just different! Come on in. Hey, the hotel gave us some free Vodka and Bourbon. Want a drink?" As Stane sat the sack on the counter in the kitchenette, he said, "Yea, yea! Did Bill give you any orange juice to go with the vodka?" "Oh yea, yea he did!" Bob answered. "Hey, I guess I was thinking that was for in the morning. I never thought about having it for a screwdriver! That what you want?" "Yea, yea I will! Now, keep me straight! You're Bob, and the other one is Jim, right?" With a very large grin on his face, Bob looked at Stane and replied, "Right! Yea, that's right!" "What's so funny? Did I say something funny Bob? I must have missed something here! What happened?" "Hey Officer Baker, I'm sorry, just something funny that I thought of right then. Forget it, forget it!" "OK, I'll forget it, but no more of that Officer Baker shit, understand? Told you guys earlier that to friends, it's Officer Stane, but to good close friends, it's just Stane! OK, understand?" "Yea, yea guess so." Bob answered as they left the kitchenette area and joined Jim on the balcony. "Hey guy, how you doing?" Stane asked as he stepped out onto the balcony and placed his hand on Jim's shoulder. "Hi! I'm doing pretty good, how you doing? The rest of your duty go OK?" "Yea went fine. Got a lot of ribbing out of some of the other cops when I got ready to leave though. When ever one of us changes clothes before we leave, that's a big signal to all the rest of the guys that you're not going right home, and then of course everybody has to try and figure out just where you're going and what you're up to. Telling `em I was meeting a couple of guys at the hotel sure wasn't the right thing to say!" "Oh shit man, what'd they say?" Bob anxiously asked. "Well if you two know it yet, or not, as far as the guys at the station are concerned, I'm now into playing with gay guys. They have a real hard time understanding that some guys can just be nice to each other and not be doing gay guy stuff with `em." "You saying the guys at the station, some of the other cops, they figure we're gay guys, and that's why you came over here?" "Yea, stupid fools! If you try to be honest with `em, you just get in trouble. Guess I need to just start lying to `em and just always tell `em I'm just going to Mom's place." "Uh, can I ask you something then?" Jim rather meekly asked. "Yea, yea of course! What?" "You're not gay then, right?" "Who me!? You're asking me if I'm gay? Is that right?" Stane rather strongly asked! "Yea I am, but don't be mad! We thought maybe you were cause you touched Bob's leg back there at the restaurant. That's all! We just got all carried away with wondering and I guess we got a little too carried away talking about it." "No guys, no! I'm not gay! Hey, I'm sorry if I left that impression. I didn't mean to do anything like that guys, seriously guys, I didn't. Since you guys are living together in a one bedroom place, it's pretty obvious you two are, and you're kind of like lovers, right? I mean, men, that's fine with me! I sure don't have a problem with that at all! Maybe that's kind of why I took a liken to you two guys. For gay guys, you both come across so straight!" "We're not gay!" Jim and Bob both almost exploded at the same time. "You're not? Neither one of you? Seriously guys, if you're gay, I'm totally fine with it! If you are, don't lie about it! With me, it's OK!" "No seriously man, we're straight! After you left the restaurant and I told Jim about you putting your hand on my leg, that's when we decided that you probably were and that's why you wanted us to stay here at the hotel tonight, and then come over and visit us!" Looking at Bob and Jim, Stane slowly asked, "Neither one of you? Neither one?" "No, no we're just gonna share the one bedroom place so that we can get out of the dorm this year. No,--- we're both straight!" Bob replied. "Well, anyway, we think we both are, ---don't we Bob?" Jim asked as he turned his head toward Bob and looked at him directly in the face. "Wait here a minute guys!" Stane entered. "Jim, why'd you say that? What'd you mean?" "Well, guess since we know you're a straight guy now, I guess I can tell you what all went on. See, when you drove up on your bike and got off of it, Bob here, ---I thought he was gonna loose his tongue, the way he had it hanging out by looking at your ass in those tight uniform pants. He couldn't keep his eyes off of you, even after you came into the restaurant. Hell man, I could hardly even talk to him! He kept looking at your butt sitting there at the counter. I thought for a minute he was gonna come over to you and lick your ass!" "I wasn't that bad damn it! Yea, I looked, but shit man, I didn't act that bad!" "Uh Bob, maybe you might of, kind of, did!" Stane added. "While I was at the counter, I could see you looking at me through the mirror. You know us cops, we have to kind of watch out for the bad guys that want to get even with us for something, but I could tell from the look on your face, that you had other thoughts on your mind, ---not revenge. My pants look good to you, uhh?" "Yea, yea-I admit, yea-they look good! They make your ass look good!" "Well, I finally actually have someone that has got the guts to tell me to my face! Us guys that like to wear `em really snug, keep hearing about the people that talk about `em, but this is the very first time that I've actually met someone that has got the guts to tell me straight to my face that they make my ass look good! Thanks man! Thanks! God man, ---that makes me feel good!" "Well, I'm glad you feel good, cause my buddy here almost made me leave, well us leave, cause he was so fucking afraid that you were gonna come over here and make us do funny stuff with you. Well, with you and that Bill guy, too! We thought he was into something weird too. God man, now I feel really stupid and weird. I'm sorry, I really am!" "Don't sweat it man, don't sweat it! Hey, wait! When I came, I said something that hit you funny, but you wouldn't tell me what it was. Can you now? Now that we've got this all out in the open, can you tell me what I said that was so funny?" "Yea." Bob answered. "Yea, I guess I can now. You told me then to, `Keep me straight! You're Bob, and the other one is Jim, right?' When you said keep me straight, and of course I was totally convinced then that you were gay, that hit me funny! But of course I couldn't tell you what it was, but that's what happened!" ""h, OK! Got it! Got it, ---and now maybe I need to tell you about the kind of a goof up, ---I made." "Goof up? What goof up?" Bob asked Going into the room and getting the sack that he had placed on the kitchenette counter, Stane brought it out to the balcony and told Jim and Bob, "I brought a gift, well kind of a gag gift for both of you, but now maybe it's not so appropriate." Stane unfolded the top of the sack and pulled out two pair of short tight form fitting briefs and two black jock straps. He told the two, "I thought you two were gay, and I know how gays like to have their bar parties and wear fun stuff, so I wanted you guys to have these, but maybe now, you don't have any reason for `em." Bob and Jim each took a pair of briefs in their hands and unfolded `em. Printed on the crotch of each pair was the saying, "Suck a cop!" Then as they unfolded the black jock straps they found the same imprint on the cup of the strap. They each smiled, looked at each other and then toward Stane. "Hey guys, I thought you guys were gay! We keep some of these in the station, just so we can kind of kiss up to the gay guys once in awhile, and just for fun, and to get `em on our side, we give `em to those guys, but hey, ---maybe you can find some guy on campus that might like to have `em. I gotta admit though, ---I'm pretty damn disappointed that I'm not gonna get to see `em on you two guys! You've both got some hot looking bodies that something like that can look really hot on! Some of the cops had these on when they were photographed for our annual cop calendar. They looked hot as hell, and I bet you two would look just like they did! Sure am sorry I'm not gonna get to see that!" As Jim was pouring himself another, yet stronger, Bourbon and coke, he turned to Stane and said. "Tell you what! I'll just about bet, that if you've got a pair of your tight fitten uniform pants with you in your truck, ---and if you'll go an get `em, and then put `em on, ---I'll just about bet Bob'll put his tight little briefs, and his cute little tight jock strap on, so you can see him. He'll do that just so you'll put your tight assed pants back on again! I know damn well he'll do that! He wants to see that tight ass of yours in those pants again! Bob, you wanna see him an his ass in those tight pants again, right? You'll parade your ass, if he'll show you his, --right Bob, ---right?"