Date: Sun, 19 Jun 2011 20:34:42 +0200
From: Mark Gouwen <lthawk34@xs4all.nl>
Subject: Tyler and Reese - part 9

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                             Tyler and Reese
                                Chapter 9

                               by Sandboy

'By Cthulhu and all the other Old Ones, this guy is beautiful. I don't
know.. maybe it's his smile, how he looks at me. He is built of course but
I've seen enough jocks. This is.. more. Almost like he wants to be with
me. I sure want to be with him. I can't see many people on campus having
time for me so a roomie who understands.. that would be awesome.'

Reese kept turning pages and automatically memorized the words in front of
his eyes but he didn't really pay attention.

'Not even a run, hmppphh.' Somehow, Reese softened, not even knowing why.
'I guess he doesn't know Tron, or Zelda. Inconceivable really but just as
inconceivable as someone not playing sports, I guess. I bet he can't even
program worth a damn. Didn't get my joke either. Or maybe he's one of
those who don't read their set books beforehand. If he didn't, the concept
would be unknown to him.'

He looked up to find Tyler looked at him, a wistful smile on his chiseled
face. Reese quickly looked down again, pretending to read and blushing yet
again. He returned to watching the jockboy on the sly, through his eye
lashes. A couple of minutes went by as he studied the muscles move under
Tyler's skin as Tyler unpacked suitcases and boxes and slowly brought his
private room to order. Reese cringed at the inefficient way Tyler stowed
his books away but managed to hold on and heroically didn't say anything.

He desperately wanted to take of his shirt in this blasted heat but felt
ashamed in front of the Greek god. 'Ptagh! Pathetic.' He yanked the shirt
off and crunched it up to wipe some sweat of his face and neck. Better...

'Nice posters..'

"Hey Tyler!"

"Yea?"

"Want to play HALO later?" He grinned enthusiastically. "Male bonding,
likesay?" He raised his eyebrows in a hopefully welcoming smile. Tyler
came out of his room and sat down on the coffee table, which groaned in
protest. Reese automatically zoomed in on the bulging package between the
spread out legs and felt his cock swell a bit. His head snapped up as he
heard Tyler talking.

"What's tha?"

"Uh, a game. You play it on the computer, with consoles. It's a first
person shooter for the Xbox. I got only the one console but we can still
share."

"Yeah sure!"

Reese felt emboldened and surged right ahead. A tiny part of his frontal
cortex shouted warnings but was ignored. "I hope we can become friends
and.. well, like that. Do you have plans for the evening? I thought to
explore campus and see where everything is but I guess we could go out for
a (tiny quick frown) beer too. I mean, if you want that.. Or we could stay
here and swap stories, or watch something although it's pretty smegging
hot so maybe we better go outside.... "