Date: Wed, 3 Oct 2012 00:23:42 -0700
From: Daniel Richards <djrstories@gmail.com>
Subject: That Damn Smile Part 1

This story is a work of FICTION. The events described are my own invention.
Any similarities to actual events or persons are strictly coincidental. The
author retains the copyright, and any other rights, to this original story.
You may not publish it or any part of it without my explicit authorization.

       Comments and suggestions are always welcome at: djrstories@gmail.com
       This is my first story, so I hope you like it.

       That Damn Smile - 1

       I was putting my things back in my locker when I saw him. In the
showers was one of the hottest guys I have ever seen on campus. His back
was to me, he had broad shoulders, a powerful back, a perfect ass and his
legs were like tree trunks. He had olive skin that seemed flawless. His
hands washed away the shampoo from his jet black hair, his arms flexing
with each movement showing off his biceps. I was mesmerized by then. He
then turned around facing me, the water cascaded down his sculpted chest
that were accompanied by equally sculpted abs. He had a light dusting of
hair across his chest and made its way down his body ending into a happy
trail. My mouth dropped at the sight of his dick. It was about 6 inches
soft, thick, and he had a nice set of low hanging balls that were kept
trimmed. My cock twitched and I was forming a small patch of pre cum on the
front of my boxer briefs. His face was that of a Greek god, a perfect
square jaw, high cheek bones, and the most amazing green eyes I have ever
seen. I don't believe in love at first sight, but I do believe in lust at
first sight.  I had to turn around and face my locker to hide my more than
obvious erection. So many thoughts ran through my head, god the things I
would do to him, the things I would let him do to me. As I was lost in my
thoughts I hadn't noticed he left the showers until he walked right up next
to me. Of course his locker would be next to mine, he had his towel draped
over his shoulder and still had water running down his body and hair. He
flashed me a smile and I froze. That damn smile, took my breath away. He
opened his locker and while he wasn't looking I got a closer glimpse of his
cock, gathered my things and quickly left the locker room.
       Here's a little about myself. My name is Daxton Wright and I'm 20
years old in my 3 year of college. I stand 5'11, have blonde hair, steel
blue eyes and I am 175 lbs of lean muscle. I'm not "yolked" like some of my
friends would say, but I look pretty damn without a shirt.  As for my dick,
I feel like I'm well equipped. I'm 5 inches soft, cut and when I'm hard I'm
a good 7.5 inches. I worked damn hard to get the kind of body I have and I
proud to put it on display. I've been out for about 3 years and life
couldn't be better. Since I started college I dated a guy here and there,
but never anything serious. Sure I wanted to grind my body against that
Greek God in the locker room, but I would really love to wake up next to
someone every morning.
       It has been a week since I saw that Greek God in the locker rooms,
and I was in the library closing it up. I work part time here to help pay
my way through college. I had gotten a scholar ship for football, but my
first year I tore my ACL and can't ever play again. The school graciously
agreed to cover my classes but I have to buy my own books and
necessities. Buying my own place set me back too, sure it was a studio
apartment, but it was nice to have my own place.
       I had just locked up the library and was looking forward to starting
my weekend. I was about to head down to the basement to put away some books
when I heard the front doors jiggle. I went to go see what was up and I
stopped right in my tracks when I saw him. There he was behind the glass,
the Greek God wearing a white V-neck, mesh basketball shorts and flip
flops, with a book in his hand. He waved the book in the air, pointed at
the door and flashed that damn smile. My heart melted when he flashed that
smile.  I walked up and cracked the door open, I asked with an overly
friendly tone,
       "Can I help you?"
       "Yeah, I know it's late, but I forgot to turn this book in and
needed to check out another book for a paper that's due tomorrow morning. I
was hoping you could help me out."
       "Sure man, no problem, would be my pleasure."
       I let him in to the library, took his book and asked him what he
needed. He dug out a piece of a paper from his pocket and handed it to
me. I went to the computer, looked up the history book, found it and had
him follow me.
       "So who's your professor?"
       " I have Carrol...she's a bitch"
       "Oh man I feel for you, I've had her before, not my favorite
professor"
       " Seriously...hey man thanks for helping me out. I appreciate it"
       "Yeah man, no problem"
       We got to the section and the book was on the top shelf. I got
myself the nearest ladder and slowly inched my way up the ladder. I grabbed
the book and made my back down to him when I heard a snap. One of the steps
cracked and had sent me falling backwards towards the floor. I was
expecting to hit hard ground but was surprised when he caught me. In that
small moment, everything felt right all of the sudden. He was warm, and I
could smell his cologne, it was woodsy with a hint of spice that
intoxicated my senses. His arms were big, strong yet gentle. It seemed as
if he held me forever though it was a second or two.
       " Shit man are you ok !?"
       "Yeah I am...fuck that ladder..."
       I realized he was still holding me when I pulled myself away. Our
eyes met and I saw something in his eyes. It was like he was genuinely
concerned about my safety.
       "Ummm thanks man, I could have died there haha"
       "No problem man, it was my pleasure"
       There it was again, he flashed that damn smile. Man was I captivated
by that damn smile. I put the ladder outside and we went to the front desk,
and I checked the book out for him. He thanked me one again for helping him
out and I thanked him for catching me. I walked him to the front door of
the library and watched through the glass as he walked away. He looked over
and flashed that damn smile, and he disappeared into the night.

-DJR