Date: Mon, 18 Mar 2013 15:36:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: B <wasputz2525@yahoo.com>
Subject: Rooming with my Best Friend  Junior 53

ROOMING WITH MY BEST FRIEND – JUNIOR 53

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BACK TO MATT'S POV

"Really? Shawn said it was Alex's car that got hit?" I said.

"Yeah, he said it was bad. He said they were taking him to University
Hospital," Scott replied.

There was complete silence. "So?" Colt spoke up. "He pissed all over us."

"That's what I was thinking too," Scott said. "I guess we'll wait and hear
how it turns out."

Kris began pacing a little before Colt stopped him. "Fuck it, bros. Here's
our chance to show him we're big boys."

"You wanna go see how he's doing?" Corey asked.

"I do. Yeah, he did piss all over us, but if we go see him and things are
still the same then we can say we went and forget about him. I'm worried
about him though. Y'all know how I hate fucking wrecks. It can scar you for
life. I'll probably have a nightmare tonight about it. I'll go alone if no
one else is, just so I can have a clear mind," Kris replied.

"It is our chance to clear the air once and for all," I said.

"We're fucking letting him win!" Colt said loudly.

"It's not about winning or losing now, bro. There's a life involved. I know
things haven't been good with him lately, but hell, he was my friend at one
time," Kris said.

"There are a lot of people that were your friend that didn't fucking diss
you once they knew you were bi. I don't wanna go," Colt said and showed his
stubborn side.

"I'm torn right now," Corey said with his arm around me. "I see Colt's
point and I also see Kris's point. He and Bishop did act like we didn't
exist and now this could be our chance to do the same to them."

"That shit was petty. Alex could be at that hospital on his death bed for
all we know. I don't want things to end without saying I gave it a valiant
effort," Kris argued.

"I'm with Corey and see both sides," Scott said.

"We don't have to ask Matt. I know what side he's on," Colt said.

"It's not about that, Colt. I see your side, but I feel like we would be
showing them we're better than him or Bishop," I said.

"See, you're taking Kris's side," Colt said.

"Either we're all going together or we're not. You know my position on
this," Kris said.

"You know mine too," Colt said.

"So much for a quiet night," Corey stated. "Are we going to stand here all
night and argue about this or what?"

Scott released a big sigh, "Let's go and see what happened. We probably
can't see him anyway."

"Damn, I give then," Colt said with great disappointment. "If this turns
out to be a disaster then don't dare blame me."

"We won't," Kris said and kissed him.

We threw on our coats and grabbed our things, with Kris wanting to
drive. It was still rather chilly out but it had warmed up considering
Wednesday we had ice.

As Kris was driving, it hit me. "This is scary, but do you remember last
year at this exact same weekend?"

"Ummm... no bro, why?" Kris asked.

"Damn, is that the weekend your dad came to this hospital?" Colt asked.

"Yeah it was," Corey said. "We missed the trip because of it."

"I didn't remember either until thinking back about the hospital. Dad died
there," I stated and felt Corey put his big arm around me.

"Bro, we'll make it," Kris said.

We found a parking space and waited for Scott to park. Shawn got out and
began describing the wreck. "I drove up and immediately knew it was Alex's
car. Honestly, I'm shocked it didn't kill him. The entire driver's side was
smashed all to living hell. I think Bishop and maybe Elise was in there
with him."

"Bro, so it was just one car?" Kris asked.

"No, I'm sorry. Some other truck hit him. Either he ran a stop sign or that
truck did. It tore that truck up, but I think that girl was okay," Shawn
replied.

"Only here would a girl be driving a truck," I laughed.

We went inside and didn't need to ask where the emergency room was. The six
of us made the walk. I still remember doing the same coming here to see
Dad. It was eerie doing it again. Kris walked to the desk and asked about
Alex.  He came back white as a sheet but tried to be so strong.  He put his
big arm around me before we walked down the hall.

"Flashbacks are hell," Kris said.

"That they are," I stated.

We took a seat in the waiting room.  Kris sat down and took a deep
breath. I looked up and saw a bandaged Bishop walking towards us. He had a
bandage across his right forearm and looked shaken up. Kris stood quickly
seeing him and greeted him. "Bro, are you okay?"

"I am, but I'm worried about Alex," Bishop replied. "He was knocked out by
the wreck."

"So you are okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine, but I'm sure glad to see y'all," Bishop replied. "Guys, let me
be the first to offer my most sincere apologies to each and every one of
you. We fucked up."

"Sit down, bro," Kris said.

Bishop sat between us while we gathered around to listen. "Alex and I were
just talking last week about how we needed to come over and patch things
up. Yeah, Alex was pissed, and I was too, because I felt like Kris and Colt
had being lying to us the entire time. I got to thinking about it and
realized things just happen you have no control over. Worse was we tore
apart one hell of a group of guys who had to pick sides. Alex is so
bull-headed about things and hates to say he's sorry."

"It's cool, but you could have done this a lot sooner," Scott said.

"I know we could have. Also it wasn't all Kris and Colt's fault. Just about
that time Alex discovered Elise was messing around on him. Add that to
things and you see why he wasn't happy. Then Dad started talking about
buying a house for us since he always said paying rent is throwing your
money away."

"It is, but what can we do?" Corey asked.

"I know. I was just saying that. Guys, I see now who our true friends
are. When I saw you I felt so bad that it took this horrible accident to
bring us together," Bishop stated. "I'm sorry for all the trouble and
hardship I've caused, plus I hear we've missed two great parties."

"Bro, you have. I accept your apology. Things happen, but I'm worried about
Alex now," Kris said.

"I am too," Bishop said.

We saw Elise coming into the room. The look on her face when she saw all of
us was priceless. She didn't know what to think. Kris stood and gave her a
big hug.

"Man, Alex will be shocked to know y'all are here," she said.

"So how is he?" Shawn asked.

"I think we dodged a major bullet by what the doctors just told me. He has
a punctured lung, broken ribs and broken left arm. It could have been so
much worse," she said and started sobbing a little.

"Thank goodness, he'll be okay," Scott said.

"Yeah," Kris said. "Do you know if there's any way we could see him?"

"I don't know about tonight, but I'll check," she said and wiped her
face. "Guys, I'm sorry but I'm the main cause of why you were torn
apart. If anything, blame me."

"I told them," Bishop said.

We sat around for a little while longer before deciding to leave once it
was clear we wouldn't be able to see Alex tonight.

As soon as we left, Colt said, "Man, I smelled complete bullshit in
there. Alright, I get you are pissed at your girlfriend for fucking around
on you, but you could have manned up and come over to say you're sorry. I'm
not talking about just Alex either. Bishop tagging along and going with
that shit was just as bad."

"Bro, this time I'm with you. I did the same thing, but I got over it,"
Kris said.

"You could call, text or something," Shawn said. "It was pure fucking
bullshit if you ask me. To make matters worse, they treated all of us the
same."

"Yeah, they still held a grudge against us for way too long," I said. "I'm
glad Alex is okay."

"Me too, but what a lame excuse we were given. I think Bishop didn't want
to upset Alex so he didn't come over and apologize. I actually think he's
fine with all of us..." Corey said.

"Hey now," Shawn said.

"You know what I meant," Corey said.

"It's just a crying shame something like this has to happen for them to
apologize," Scott stated as we exited the hospital. "Now they can say we
did come to see how Alex was doing. That should stand for something."

We decided to go grab a bite and asked if Shawn and Scott were
interested. They said they'd come along and didn't want to miss us hashing
out this event.

We were seated at a local restaurant where we'd been a few times. All of us
but Scott and Kris ordered a beer to drink while we debated what was said
to us earlier.

The moment the beer was placed in front of us, Kris started looked at them
and shaking his growing blond hair.

"Damn, this tastes so good," Colt said after taking a drink and putting
down the mug.

"Oh man, it does," Shawn said and was about to break out laughing.

"Stop it right now before I leave your ass here," Kris said. "I knew this
was gonna happen. It sucks being the only one not legal."

"Just a few more days, Kris," I stated.

"I'm counting the hours..." Kris said.

"Like we didn't know that already," Scott laughed.

We ordered something to eat and began talking about what Bishop and Elise
had said. After a few minutes I spoke up, "Okay, I've heard enough. All
it's gonna do is make us that much madder. I suggest we talk about
something better."

"Like our trip," Corey said. "It can't get here soon enough for me."

"Me either," Scott said. "It's like they've pushed down the gas pedal and
are slamming us with shit to do."

"Yeah, but it's just part of being a student," I said. "I hate that I don't
have as much free time as I was used to. It does make the weekends that
much sweeter and really will make our cruise a real event."

"For sure, bro," Kris said.

We ate and continued to enjoy being around each other. It was great sitting
around and being like most regular college students. About midnight, we
left and paid our bill with no one having over 2 beers.

We entered our apartment with Shawn and Scott saying goodbye as we did
so. Kris undressed before the door was hardly shut. Colt followed suit,
then Corey. I dropped mine not to be left out. We used the bathroom and
returned to sit with our boyfriends.

"Bros, tonight was the reason I came to college. Nothing beats sitting
around with my best buddies and shooting the shit. I know I wasn't drinking
but damn that was great," Kris stated with his arm around Colt.

"We envisioned that scene right there when we came 2 and half years ago,
friends out having a good time and being around each other. I feel bad for
those who don't enjoy that," Corey said.

"It was awesome," Colt said.

"Kris, speak up now if there's anything you really want for your birthday,"
I said.

"Bro, I have all I want right here. I have a fucking great boyfriend who I
love to death. He's made me so happy," Kris stated.

"Okay then," Corey said and yawned. I knew his signal so I stood and took
his hand. I led him to our bedroom while Kris and Colt didn't move.

Corey and I had one great night. It was great to make love to him in our
bed. Even though some would think it was boring to have sex in the same
place all the time, it was where we were the most relaxed and could enjoy
our togetherness to its fullest.

After the bliss had evaporated, we lay together.

"Corey, I really think we should have just a small party for Kris this
weekend. I think he could be disappointed if we didn't."

"Well... you're probably right. It sucks we're blowing through cash like we
have, but I know he would be a little disappointed seeing the three of us
have big bashes."

"Maybe we can surprise him tomorrow night and just have a few friends
here. We are planning a big night Monday, so I was thinking like a cake..."

"Sounds like a plan. Do we need a theme?"

I thought just a second. "I would say naked party, but we've done that."

"We have."

"How about just telling people to wear towels or like a robe?" I asked. "I
know it's really lame."

"It is," Corey laughed. "We've about done everything else we can think of
so I guess a towel party would be fine if not cheesy as hell."

"I wish it could be something more."

"I know you do, but it seems to work out," Corey said. "Goodnight. I love
you."

I turned and kissed him goodnight, along with repeating I love him. My mind
was clicking, trying to think of something better, while Corey's arm was
draped over my side.

Waking on Saturday, Corey was not at my side and had gone off to work. Even
after a good night's rest, nothing had come to me during my sleep. After
using the bathroom and getting my hair to look half decent, I exited and
was in great luck to see Colt sitting alone on the couch.

"Wassup?" he asked.

"Nothing," I replied. "Is Kris awake yet?"

Colt laughed, "No, I was up early for some damn reason."

"Sorry to hear that, but I was thinking about having a small surprise party
for Kris," I said quietly.

"I was wondering if we were just going out Monday and saying it was good."

"How does a towel party sound?" I asked.

He laughed, "We could use some new towels for damn sure."

"No, I meant like have everyone wearing towels," I said.

"Oh I see. How about just naked? You know we'll lose those towels."

"I'm aware of that, but maybe there could be some uncomfortable with that,
plus we've done that."

"It's fucking lame..."

"I know that, but can you give me a better idea?"

He scratched his chin, "I can't."

"Okay. I'll invite a few over while knowing some may have plans. I need you
to take Kris on a date. I want you to text me when you're finished so I'll
know about the time so it can be just Corey and me here."

"I think I can do that."

I told him we'd just have a cake, even though it was a few days early. Colt
suggested we have people bring drinks as their gifts, which I completely
agreed with.

I milled around for a while before sending out emails to those I thought
might come. There wouldn't be anyone special on this short notice. Just
after I sent them, Scott called and said his brother and his brother's
boyfriend had just called to ask if he could stay with him for the night. I
said Trevor was more than welcome to come and might really enjoy the party.

***

Our apartment was filled with great response from my email. Some came, like
Ted in his towel that cracked us up when paired with his shower cap and
flip flops. Kris and Colt were gone to see a movie, which surprisingly
didn't take much effort by Colt to convince him to go. Trevor was there
with his boyfriend, Danny. Both were seniors and really didn't know what to
expect. Scott should be proud of both since they said they didn't
drink. They were astonished and excited to see many practically naked fine
male bodies.

"Hey, did you guys see that Whitney Houston died?" Dillon asked as we were
waiting.

"What did she do, overdose?" Corey asked.

"Tell me y'all saw that," Ted said.

"I guess we missed it," I said.

"I know some guys that need to get with the times. Even I have a Twitter
account," Ted laughed.

"Me too. That shit's the bomb," Dillon said.

"I have one but I haven't used it twice," I said.

"You need to. It beats the hell out of Facebook," Ted said.

I turned on the TV and sure enough the news channels were all about Whitney
Houston's death. The funny part was Trevor asking who Whitney Houston
really was. We had to explain to him about her, though I wasn't a big fan
but did respect her music.

At 9:20, Colt sent me a text saying they'd be there in 15 minutes. Just
before the time neared, we had everyone separate into our bedrooms. Still
uncertain how it'd play out, we waited and heard Kris and Colt opening the
door.

"How was it?" I asked sitting normally with Corey.

"It was okay I guess, but damn it's expensive," Colt said.

"Naturally you'd say that shit," Kris said. "Where is everyone tonight? I
figured at least someone would be here."

I stood, "Oh everyone had something to do."

"Surprise!" echoed throughout our apartment with people coming out of every
bedroom.

Kris spun around with the biggest smile on his face. WHAM! I began seeing
stars and reached for my eye. Kris had nailed me good with his wild
swinging elbows, trying to see everyone coming out of the bedrooms. My face
was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"Oh shit, bro!" Kris said. "I'm sorry!"

Corey reached for me, "Kris, you caught him good with an elbow."

"Let me see," Myles said.

I removed my hand and had a little blurry vision for a second. I shook my
head.

"That's gonna leave a mark," Bruce laughed.

"Wow! Thanks for coming, but what's with everyone in a towel?" Kris asked.

"Tell me a better idea," Colt said.

"Ummm... I guess you're right," Kris said. "No doubt the guy I just decked
had a hand in this."

"He did," Corey said and helped me to the kitchen. I started hearing every
remedy in the book to not have a big fat shiner, but it was a given I
would. I turned and saw Kris and Colt naked while Scott handed them a
towel.

Shawn came and grabbed some beer we had stored in the fridge. He handed me
one and said to put it on my eye to reduce the swelling, while also taking
two for Kris and Colt. The attention was coming my way instead of Kris,
which I wasn't fond of.

"Were you surprised?" Dillon asked Kris.

"Well yeah. I really wasn't expecting a party," Kris said while Corey and I
stood in the kitchen.

"He's lying out his ass," Colt said.

"Bro, I'm not," Kris said with a ragged towel tied loosely around his
waist. "I knew we were going out Monday and that's all I expected. However,
this is fucking awesome."

I left the kitchen area and headed to my bedroom. Looking in our mirror,
there was a definite red area that would turn into a nice bruise. It was
time to suck it up and forget the accidental hit. Corey and I grabbed our
towels while I got my camera.

Kris cracked our door, "Bro, are you okay?"

"I'm good," I said and started to chuckle a little. "You caught me good but
it's not going to ruin your night."

"Okay then," Kris said and held the door open.

As I was coming out, Ted and Myles posed for a great picture for me. The
sight of those two jock bodies never got old. They were both so hot in
different ways and I saw many people admiring them in the little time they
had been here, even some of the straight guys, though that was more a look
of envy than one of lust.

"Matt, I've barely seen you lately," Ted said after I took their picture.

"I've barely seen anyone," I commented.

"You need to get out more and live," Ted said.

"Find my professors and tell them to ease up a little so I can," I said.

"Oh I see. Here I thought maybe you were just being scarce. It sucks having
to study all the time..."

"It'll make next month that much sweeter," I said.

Ted looked at me and then smiled. "Boy, won't it? I think just about
everyone who's going is here."

I looked around and saw it was our cruising party, with the exception of
Bruce and Aaron, with Grady absent due to having a date already. "I think
it is."

"What a great time we'll have," Ted said. "Matt, we need get a few in ya to
loosen your ass up just a little."

I smiled and headed over to take some more pictures. I found Trevor and
Danny to take a quick picture of them. Trevor was getting tall and looked
nice, but a tad skinny, though nothing compared to his frail
boyfriend. Danny had dark blond hair that was kinda long. They made a cute
couple posing with their arms around each other.

"Are you having a good time?" I asked.

Trevor leaned over to me, "This is a gay boy's paradise. Danny just said he
thought he'd died and gone to heaven."

"Thank goodness I wore tight underwear tonight," Danny said with a big
smile.

I laughed and turned to see Ted standing there with a beer for me. I shook
my head and took the offering. "They remind me so much of Reese last year,"
Ted said.

"A little."

"Just wait `til they get away from their mommies. Then all hell breaks
loose," Ted stated.

"It happens. Reese is enjoying college..."

"Too it's fullest," Ted laughed.

I milled around in our crowded apartment and took more pictures as part of
my large collection of college memories. Colt pulled me aside and asked
when we were pulling out the cake. I said now was as good of time as any.

Colt walked over and got the cake. He cleared his throat loudly while I lit
the big `21' candles adorning the top of it.

"We know this is a little premature," Colt said.

"Hell of lot better than premature ejaculation," Aaron said and got a big
laugh from us.

"I guess it is..." Colt said.

"There's something Colt don't know shit about," Kris said laughing.

Everyone hooted and hollered at the comment. We sang "Happy Birthday" to
Kris. I took a picture of him holding up his cake with Corey and Colt on
each side. I cut the cake and handed the first piece of the fresh chocolate
birthday cake to Kris. He took the piece and bolted for a bedroom. While he
was trying to escape, Colt grabbed his towel and was left holding it while
Kris shut the door.

"Dude, Kris is the last person here that doesn't give a fuck if he's
naked," Shawn stated.

"Amen," Ethan added.

Kris slyly opened the door and held out his empty plate. I cut a small
piece and hid it behind my back. "You fuckers weren't pulling that shit on
me like you did Colt and Corey. I knew what was coming," Kris said.

I walked over quietly and rammed the small piece in his face. "That's for
the elbow," I said laughing. Everyone cheered and laughed at my clever
antics.

For a small piece, it did a great job of covering his nose and eyes. "Okay,
we're even now, but you know the elbow was an accident."

"Then the cake in the face was too," Corey laughed.

Kris wiped his face and did his best to get some on me. He leaned over and
asked me, "Where are my gifts hiding?"

I laughed, "Well, they are coming on your birthday. However... they did
bring us enough to drink for a long time."

"Bro, that's cool with me," Kris said and left to hang out with everyone
else in our crowded apartment.

When I turned around, Shawn was handing me a stiff drink. I took and
enjoyed the screwdriver he had made. The place was loud, but not so loud
that it would cause us undue attention or was anything out of the ordinary
for us.

After a few more drinks in people, it became a game of who could rip off
each other's towels. Seeing it was pretty funny, I grabbed my camcorder to
film some of the fun and to make use of it. I really hadn't used it that
much but now was a good time to do so. Kris did his best to get Trevor and
Danny involved in the fun, but it was to no avail after they discovered
both were wearing underwear.

About one or so, our apartment started thinning out. Scott and his crew
were the first to go. We were down to our four plus Ted, Myles, Bruce and
Aaron. Now all of us had lost our towels, but it wasn't a big deal. I was
buzzing hard and was lucky to still be there after it was their goal to get
me wasted.

"Kris, were you really surprised or did you just say that to make your
roomies feel good?" Aaron asked.

"Bro, I actually was," Kris replied.

"You could tell, and Matt has the evidence to show for it," Ted said with
legs spread wide and not caring.

"I didn't fucking mean to hit him," Kris said.

"We know," I said.

"Kris, I'll tell you what. Monday, I'll be happy to be one of the drivers
for y'all," Ted said.

"I guess I can be too," Myles said.

"Yeah dude, you never fucking drink. How do you stand it?" Bruce asked.

Myles shrugged his bare shoulders, "I'm used it to it now. It beats the
hell out of sitting at the apartment."

"Myles has never drunk," Colt said.

"Why dude?" Aaron asked.

"For one I don't like the taste of it now. I used to party like everyone
else, but to me it's not worth the hangovers that you have," Myles said.

"That's cool, bro," Kris said. "Hangovers fucking suck!"

"They do. A lot of people think I'm religious and that's the reason. Hey,
like tonight, it's great that y'all enjoy it. I had a blast just
watching..." Myles said.

"He always does," Ted said. "He's been a great friend, as all y'all have
been to me. I'd hate to think what my college experience would have been
like if I hadn't met y'all."

"That's why you're staying?" Bruce said.

"Nah dude. I'm just not quite ready," Ted said.

"He will be after we work his sorry ass off this spring," Colt said,
holding up a beer.

"Damn right I will be," Ted said.

"Dude, is it hard being... like... the man?" Aaron asked.

"Bro, Ted's just one of us. You should know that shit by now," Kris said.

"Still dude, Ted's a fucking big time player. Next year about this time
we'll be seeing his ass at the combine," Bruce said. "Damn, I can finally
say I know a real pro player."

Ted laughed, "I hope you can, Bruce."

"Stop talking about that shit. He hates it," Colt said.

"I'll just say this. I'm so ready for our cruise..." Ted said.

"Join the crowd," I said.

We talked for a short while longer before our friends headed out the
door. It was a quick pick up of the trash before Kris gathered us around.

"I have the best fucking roommates ever, but I already knew that. The best
part is now one of them is my boyfriend," Kris said, standing naked.

"I love you, Kris," Colt said and kissed him. "Take me to our room and just
fuck the shit out of me."

"No bro, I'll show you how much I love you," Kris said.

Kris kissed Corey and me before heading off to be with Colt. Corey took my
hand and led us to our bedroom.

I smiled, "I echo just what Colt said. Take me to our room and fuck the
shit out of me."

Corey kissed me, "I was planning on that."


To Be Continued...

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