Date: Wed, 16 May 2007 21:54:01 -0500
From: James Andrews <user_unknown@mail.com>
Subject: Tales of an Oxbridge College - part 1

Disclaimer: The following story is set in a fictional, undisclosed Oxbridge
college and it is not taken literally. The characters in it are figments of
my imagination and not based on real people. Please do not reproduce this
work anywhere without asking my permission.

Feedback welcomed, both positive and negative - drop me a line at
user_unknown@mail.com

Enjoy!

UU

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It was yet another uneventful day at college. Matt sat in his room, stared
out of the window at the dreary weather, and sighed. He looked at the time
on his Armani watch. He was as bored as hell. 10:30am and he'd only just
got up. He was slipping into bad habits, but he didn't really care. The
heating wasn't working, as per usual, and suddenly he felt cold, the
morning air seemed particularly chilly on his bare torso. He walked over to
his wardrobe to find a shirt to put on, stopping to admire himself in the
mirror on the inside of its door as he did so. Being a daddy's boy had its
advantages; that was obvious - he had the gym memberships, the personal
exercise equipment and generally the money to keep he looking good. He
admired his reflection, casting his glance up and down, from his broad,
muscled shoulders down over his nicely developed pecs and washboard abs. he
picked out a checked ted baker shirt and threw it on, taking care to tidy
his perfectly-groomed hair after he'd done so. He went and sat by his desk
again, and logged onto his Mac. An instant messenger window popped up. He
smiled. Freddie.

Freddie: hey mate

MATTY: heya

Freddie: what u up to?

MATTY: fuck all mate. bored as hell.

Freddie: me too. wanna come over? we can be bored together.

Matt smiled. He had a good feeling about this. He replied:

MATTY: sure, sounds like a plan.. see you in 5?

Freddie: OK :D

He closed the lid of his computer. This could be good.

Glancing around, Matt picked up his keys, phone and his wallet. He put out
the light and closed the door. As he walked the short distance across
college, matt couldn't help but smile. Suddenly the day seemed
significantly better than it had ten minutes ago. He reached Freddie's
staircase and climbed the stairs to the first floor. He paused outside the
door for a second, then rapped smartly on it. Freddie opened the door
within seconds and stood in the doorway, wearing a tight red t-shirt and a
pair of three-quarter length Hawaiian shorts.

	'Mate, you really dressed up, didn't you?' said Matt sarcastically.

	'Yeah, cos i would bother to dress up, wouldn't i? There'd be a lot
of point in that, wouldn't there?' Freddie replied.

	 Matt chuckled to himself at the double meaning that hadn't even
occurred to Freddie himself.

	'So, what's up?' Matt asked.

	'Not much, really,' replied Freddie. 'I just wanted to ask you who
you're gonna vote for today?'

	 'Bollocks.' Matt's reply stunned Freddie somewhat.

	'What do you mean mate, bollocks?' he queried.

	'We both know you didn't invite me here to talk about the college
election,' Matt stated categorically.

	'Mate, i dunno what you mean, i.' Freddie stammered.

	'Oh come on, I've seen the way you check me out. You think I'm
stupid?' Matt replied in an almost angry tone.

	'Mate, i swear, i didn't...' poor Freddie was really at a loss for
words now, Matt could see the fear starting to creep across his face. This
was almost too cruel.

	'Shut up. You did. You like me. You want me. Admit it.' Matt
stated.

	 'Mate... I. I dunno what you want me to say...' Freddie was almost
beside himself now.

	'Ssssshhh. it's fine. Honestly. It's OK.' Matt smiled.

	'What, you mean; you're cool with it? Oh mate, that is such a
relief. I thought you were gonna be really homophobic...'

Matt smiled. 'Nah, of course not. And besides...' he moved a step closer to
Freddie. '...just as you didn't think I'd noticed you checking me out,
there's something you didn't notice yourself..'

	Freddie gulped. 'Mate, you're confusing me... what do you mean?'
Matt took another step closer. The two guys were almost touching.

	'You didn't notice who I was checking out...' Freddie was almost
going out of his mind.

	'Who?'

	 Matt smiled triumphantly. 'You.'

Freddie stared, open-mouthed, shocked, speechless.

 'Wha... you...?' was all he could manage. With that, Matt smiled wickedly
once again and pushed Freddie backwards, against the door....