Date: Thu, 16 Sep 2004 21:02:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: P G <phoenixfire543@yahoo.com>
Subject: Phoenix: Chapter 1

Hey everyone!  This is my second story series.  My first was Sensei,
which seemed to be quite a success.  That story was based on one very
specific person, with myself as the viewpoint.  This story is different.
"Phoenix" is made up, and nearly all the characters of this story are
also false, though some may be inspired by real people i think are hot.
There will be less focus on fighting in this one, since the main
character is a college male gymnast, a group i consider to be absolutely
gorgeous.  Well anyways, heres the story, please let me know what you
think.

Legals:  This story is entirely fictional.  Some of the characters may be
inspired by real people, but most are made up.  The events of this story
exist only in my mind and in those of the readers.


Phoenix: Chapter 1 - Moving In


My taxi pulled up in front of Bellworth Dormitory in early afternoon in
late August. I had just arrived in California, and this was my freshman
year of college. Having come all the way from New England, I had no
friends to room with and so I arrived alone. I got out of the car and
blinked as the bright sun stung my eyes. I grabbed the first of my bags
and asked the driver to stay in front of the building so I could get all
my stuff in.

Naturally, my room was on the 4th floor, the highest level. After the
walk up the seemingly endless stairs, I arrived on my floor. I found my
room, number 415, and walked into the open door. I stopped in the doorway
when I the beautiful ass of a guy bent over on the other end of the room.
His ass was small and tight, just looking at it made my cock stir in my
pants.

The guy with the ass stood up and turned around.

"Hey there." he said. "I'm Aaron." Aaron was very cute. He was about
5'5", with dirty blonde hair slightly unkempt atop his head, and light
brown eyes that radiated warmth. His smallish red shirt showed that he
sported a thin waist, but broad shoulders and a solid musculature. He
extended a hand in greeting, and gave me a warm smile that showed his
cute dimples.

I took Aaron's hand and gave it a firm shake. "I'm Phoenix. Look's
like we're roommates."

"Yea. But look, there are three beds here. We must be tripled." Aaron
gestured to the pair of bunk beds and the third bed in the corner. "But,
look at the bright side. We got a bigger room cuz there are three of
us." Aaron said, grinning.

Aaron helped me to run down the 4 floors to the taxi, and all the way
back up with all of my stuff. With all of the running up and down, and
then the unpacking in our cramped quarters, not to mention the all around
hot day, we were mighty sweaty in our room. Aaron suggested that we go
walk around the campus to cool off a bit. As we walked, we talked, and I
got to know my cute and small roommate. He was really cool. He was really
sweet, and had a great sense of humor. He loved to talk, but he talked in
this quiet, sweet, soothing voice that I fell in love with. We had a few
things in common, and plenty of differences.

We chatted some more while sitting on the open grass field of the Quad.
Alex pulled his shirt up over his head and laid it on the grass so he
could sit on it, and leaned back on his hands to soak in the bright
summer sun. Alex's body was great. He sported a nice V shape, with
strong, muscled shoulders and a trim waist. He had nice pecs, and a
solid, flat, gorgeous stomach. His muscles were defined, without being
cut, giving him a softer look that that of a ripped guy. And it was all
smooth, save a tiny trail of blonde hairs starting under his belly
button. I liked it a lot. I pulled my shirt off too, so as to soak in the
sun as well.

"Aaron man, I gotta tell you, you have an awesome body." I said,
admiring him. My attention made him blush a little, it was adorable.

"Thanks man. I wrestled a lot in high school, and that definitely built
me up fast. Your doing quite well yourself though Phoenix." He said,
looking me up and down.

Now would be a good time to describe myself. I'm 5'10", and I weigh
about 170lbs. I have a 30" waist and my body is hard, and tight, and
very toned. I have nice pecs and a tight, slightly defined stomach. My
body was smooth for the most part, I shaved my chest and armpits, leaving
only a nice dark trail on my stomach. My arms are very large and defined,
from all the exercise that I constantly got.

"Thanks man. Its all from doing swimming in high school, and
gymnastics." I paused to see if he would laugh at that. He didn't
though, and that was cool.

"Ah cool, you're a gymnast? That's awesome, I love watching that. Bet
you can do some cool shit." He said, grinning.

"Yea, I can. I was on a city team back home, I'm planning to join the
school team."

"Cool man."

We chatted a bit more, getting to know each other more. Aaron talked
about girls, he had a girl back home, and once I found out he was cool
with my being gay, I talked about boys a bit. We talked until the sun
began to drop and the temperature started to cool. We re-donned our
shirts and headed back to the dorm. We headed towards our room and saw
the door open and the light on. The third roommate must have arrived.
Considering my luck with the first one, I was hoping that I would have
two awesome people to live with. Not so much.

It started out fine. I walked in and saw a god of a man in the room. He
was about 6'1" tall, with blonde spiky hair with dark roots. He wore a
near skintight royal blue shirt, which stretched beautifully across his
large pecs and shoulders, and clung to his ample biceps, which extended
into thick and powerful forearms. It clung to his hard, rippled stomach
and his thin waist. He had strong facial features and a fair complexion.
He looked powerful all over, in body and in the way he held himself.

At this point I thought `hey, two hot roommates, sweet'. Then he had to
talk.

"Yo, I'm Thor. Looked like one of you guys had your stuff on my desk,
so I moved it. And I'm taking the extra bed, no bunks for me." He said
it all so matter-of-factly that it grated against me. He just took
authority so quickly as though he was clearly in charge. I looked over at
my stuff, which had been moved onto my bed. I had taken the big desk due
to the fact that I had a desktop computer rather than Aaron's laptop.
Thor also had a laptop, so he hardly needed the extra room. As for the
beds, that hardly mattered, Aaron said he wanted the top bunk and I had
taken the bottom.

"Hey man, I put my stuff on the big desk because I have the biggest
computer, it made the most sense. You should take one of the smaller
desks." I said.

"No. I'm a bigger guy, and I get the bigger desk." He said, looking at
me dangerously, as though threateningly. I didn't blink. This man,
though large, was not a threat to me. He was clearly strong, but muscles
bred of weight lifting would not be able to handle what my muscles, built
from long years of conditioning and training, would be able to throw at
him.

I decided to be the bigger man. "Look, Thor, if it means that much to
you, you can have the desk, but just so you know, you're not the king of
the room. There's three of us here, and we're going to have to be
cooperative to get out of the year alive." He looked me up and down with
his dark blue eyes, and nodded. With that, we all went about unpacking
the last of our stuff.

I had to take a piss, so I went down the hall to the hall communal men's
bathroom. It was huge, with one large, blue tiled room for showers, 5
decent sized stalls in one wall, each with a blue curtain. Opposite the
showers was a row of sinks and large mirrors. There was a second room
with toilet stalls, urinals, and more sinks. `Not bad`, I thought.
Turning to leave, I ran right into another guy, sending us both
stumbling. I looked up to quite a nice sight. His hair was black, and he
had a goofy-ass grin on his dimpled face. His complexion was pale, but
his body was nice. He had tight, athletic muscles on a body with zero
fat. He had that look of the muscularly emaciated, which always looks
either hot of gross. On him, it was hot. Light hair on his chest, and a
jet-black trail leading from his chest, down his rippled stomach, and
into the green towel he had wrapped around his waist. He had a shower
caddie in his right hand, and was clearly headed in to wash.

"Sorry man, I was just checking out the shower." I apologized.

"Its cool, I was just going to take one." He laughed. He gave me a look
up and down, and a sly grin, and then he walked off towards the shower.
He seemed to walk with a swagger, and it showed of his towel covered ass,
which was little and tight and ohgodiwannagrabit. He picked a shower in
the middle, and tuned back to me. "My name is George by the way." He
proceeded to pull of his towel, giving me a brief glimpse of his black
bush and his soft, fair-sized cock before he stepped into the shower and
pulled the curtain half closed. The water turned on, and it ran down his
tight body, and of how I was jealous of the water.

"I'm Phoenix." I said, stupidly.

He grinned, and said in a sly, dirty tone, "Nice to meet you, I look
forward to seeing more of you." He threw me a wink, and then he closed
the shower curtain.

This was going to be quite the year, I said to myself, as I adjusted my
boner in my pants, and headed back down the hall. I passed a couple more
neighbors, some cute, some not-so-much, and some totally gorgeous.

The way my dorm was built, there were two parallel hallways, one of guys,
one of girls, with a bathroom for the respective gender on the south end,
and connected by a large common room with couches and a TV. It basically
looked like the letter H. This, I definitely liked, because I had lots of
male neighbors.

Seeing as it was getting on in the day, and I was tired from moving in, I
decided to go back to the room. Aaron was playing on his computer in
pajama pants and a wife beater shirt, and Thor was nowhere to be seen. I
kind of figured he was going to be out a lot. I played online a little
bit, and then watched TV on the couch (donated by Aaron, the sweetheart).

At around 12:30, I was watching something useless on TV, and all sleepy,
when in walked Thor. It was dark in the room, only the light of the TV
and the computer monitors lit the room. This was the first time that I
beheld the beauty that was Thor. The light played off of his smooth, bare
chest, showing his large, tight pecs. His stomach was ripped, every
muscle showed in them, even more so than mine did. His arm muscles looked
huge, an image increased all the more by the shadow effect of the light
in the room. He wore only a pair of shiny, light blue basketball shorts,
which hung heavily on him, quite low on his waist. And when I say low, I
mean low. His waist was much too small to hold up the shorts, and so they
were held up only my his tight, muscular ass and his obviously huge piece
of equipment. He wore no underwear, and the display of normally hidden
skin was erotic as hell. He had no hair down their either, he must shave
his crotch. It was smooth as hell, and that was all the hotter. His
shorts stopped just short of showing a little `neck', and I found
myself a bit disappointed. His tan didn't stop at his waist either, it
remained even straight into his very low shorts. His bulge was huge,
larger than any id ever seen, and I had seen plenty. It looked bigger
soft than mine was while hard, and mine was nothing to scoff at. Out of
his shorts bulged his large, thick, smooth legs, which tapered down into
some huge-ass bare feet.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" Thor's demand snapped my out of my
open-mouthed staring.

"Nothing." I stammered. "Sorry, I'm tired, my mind was wandering."
With that I got up to go to bed. I passed by Aaron at his desk, who was
grinning, clearly knowing what I had been staring at. He glanced at my
very hard cock, and stifled a laugh. I blushed and went over to my bed. I
pulled off my shirt and my shorts, and hopped into bed wearing only my
boxer briefs.

Needless to say, I felt very relieved to be under the covers and to have
my horniness hidden. God, what was I doing? The first day in college and
I already had a bone for one of my roommates. And not only that, but I
hated him too. That was all the more aggravating, wanting to bone someone
I hated. If that wasn't bad enough, my other roommate was totally
loveable, also had a hot body, and was cute as hell. Its going to be
rough I think. Fortunately, there were lots of other hotties in my dorm,
and more than a couple of them had looked me up and down as well. So
hopefully, id have plenty of sexual outlet to distract me and keep my
from doing something I shouldn't.

As if to defy that thought, Aaron chose that moment to go to bed. He
walked over to our bunk bed, since he slept above me. He pulled off his
tight wife beater shirt and dropped it on the floor next to my discarded
clothes. He made an over-dramatic show of pulling off his pajama pants,
revealing his thick, muscular wrestlers thighs. He wore little white
briefs that held his junk in a cute little bulge. He made a very
effective attempt to make me more hard by stretching and flexing his big
wrestler muscles. He poked his head under the top bunk so he could look
at me and said "Couldn't resist" and he mussed up my hair, flashed
that adorable grin, and hopped up onto his bed. I sighed and adjusted my
hard-on in my underwear so as to be less uncomfortable.

As I'm sure you all know, it is very difficult to get to sleep when your
cock is as hard as a board. My 7.5" cock was straining against my
underwear, and being very demanding. I decided to pull it out of my
shorts so as to make it more comfortable, that way it might go away. So,
there I was, lying in my bed, with my hard cock resting on my hard,
smooth, sculpted abs, trying to get soft enough to go to sleep.

By now, Thor was at his computer, doing whatever, and his monitor was
casting the only light in the room. So there was Thor, sitting slouched
in his chair, with is godly body illuminated by the soft blue-white
light. The way the room was situated was that mine and Aaron's bed was
perpendicular to that, making an L, with his head down near my feet. His
desk was right after his bed, facing the wall, with his monitor angled
away from me. This way, his monitor light did not illuminate me, but Thor
was facing me, and I could see all of him, though he could not see me at
all.

I tried to get to sleep, but it was a new place, with new people, and I
was having a bit of trouble, plus, I was still a bit hard. So, after a
while of this, I opened my eyes again, and I saw Thor. He was still on
his computer, but now he must have thought we were asleep. He was looking
at his monitor with fierce, lustful eyes, and his tongue was licking his
lips. He sat with his legs spread wide, with his left hand under the
waistband. He wasn't jerking off, which I was unsure if I wished him to
be or not, he was just kind of fiddling with himself. My eyes opened wide
when I looked at his crotch. His dick was enormous, stretching down one
of the legs of his shorts. Not only was it longer than anything I'd ever
seen, but it was thicker too, almost the size of my wrist. It was warm in
the room, and I could see sweat on Thor's forehead, and beads running
down his smooth chest, in between his big pecs. In a flash, my cock was
big and hard again, and it was not going to let me forget it. Thor took
his eyes off the monitor, and pulled the waistband of his shorts out, so
he could see his huge cock. He looked down at his anaconda with that huge
jock grin of a guy who knows he's hung and hot and is damn proud of that
fact. Then he really started to work his dick, like it was time to get
off.

Then, Aaron snorted.

Thor stopped, and looked up, clearly thinking he had gotten caught. But,
Aaron just went on snoring, and Thor relaxed. To my dismay and my relief,
he turned off his computer. He walked over to his bed, and climbed in,
and I thought `well, now I can sleep at least'. I heard Thor rustle in
his bed, and then go still-like. Something hit the side of my bed and
slide off. I quietly reached over to see what it was. I picked it up and
brought it near my face, so that I could see it in the dark. The smell
hit me first, the smell of man. Sweat, musk, and semen mixed into an
incredible odor that oozed from this thing. I realized that I was holding
Thor's shorts. And he wasn't wearing underwear! So now my big, gorgeous
roommate was naked in his bed, about 2 feet from me, and his mammoth cock
was hard and oozing. I nearly came all over myself at the realization.
Instead, a large bead of pre-cum oozed onto my stomach.

I quietly put Thor's shorts back on the ground, and then closed my eyes,
trying to sleep again. Then, as if in specific torture of me, I could
hear Thor jerking off. It was very quiet, but a light, constant rustle of
sheets, combined with deep breaths, it could only be one thing. I looked
over at him, and I could just barely see him in the darkness. He had
pulled his sheets to his knees, and was pulling on that giant thing out
in the open. My hand grasped my own cock and pulled in time with him,
imagining that I was pulling on his, even though mine was like half the
size. It didn't take long, since he had been playing with himself for
who knew how long on the computer. With a couple quiet, deep grunts, Thor
shot several shots of white cum onto his sculpted chest and abs, as I
shot onto my own. I grabbed my discarded shirt and wiped up my cum, but I
saw Thor just rub his into his hot body. Seeing him touching his muscles
and rubbing himself like that squeezed another bead of cum out of me.

Exhausted and finally satisfied, I rolled over and fell asleep. The last
thought that went though my mind was `this is going to be one hell of a
year'.

If anyone has any questions or suggestions, please feel free to email me
at Phoenixfire543@yahoo.com.  Seriously, this whole story is just going
to be fantasies and random events, so suggestions are more than welcome.
What/who would you like to see Phoenix do?  Anyways, i love comments and
mail, so please drop a line.


      -P.G.