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**Note from Author: hey everyone, this is my first ever story on the forum, so be easy on me. I’m heavily inspired by @dredlifter’s hot stories, and I wished there was more content like his, so I decided to start something. Let me know what you think!**

“Colton!!” My friend Shawn barrels down the hall, hugging me tight. I had just finished moving my stuff back into my dorm room for my Sophomore year at college, and I was very excited to be living on the same floor as all my best friends. I hadn’t seen them all summer, and to be honest, we weren’t very good at keeping up via text, but I knew we would be able to pick it right back up. 

 

“Hey Shawn!” I say, settling down from the hug. “How has your summer been?” 

 

“Great!” Shawn says, running his tan fingers through his blonde hair, which has grown out a little bit longer from what I remembered. “I have been skateboarding a lot this summer, and just spending a lot of time exploring the city. You’ll never guess what I..”

 

At that point, our friend, and Shawn’s roommate, James comes out of the floor elevator, arms full of stuff and yells over at us. We run over and start helping him out. We head down to his car, and realize he has at least 4 more loads to bring up, even with all of us helping. 

 

“James, I didn’t realize you had so much shit!” I say, lugging a oscillating fan over my shoulder. 

 

“Whatever,” James snarks, “You’re young, and you guys are in shape, you can do a few loads.” 

 

“In shape” might have been somewhat of an overstatement. I’m about 6 feet tall, 190ish pounds, some of it is muscle, but I definitely like to eat a little more than I like to go to the gym. Shawn and James are about the same height as well, but they’re quite a bit skinnier than me, at about 155 pounds. I was always jealous of their metabolism, but I am proud of the few muscles I have that they would never be able to have. 

 

“Yeah, this isn’t gonna be a big deal.” Shawn says, grabbing one of the bigger suitcases and carrying it back towards the dorm. I never really thought Shawn could carry something that heavy, but I’m glad to not have to carry that up later. 

 

After a couple trips, we’re pretty sweaty, covered in August sweat, with a few more trips to go. James whips off his shirt, revealing his slender body, and Shawn and I follow suit, although I am always somewhat hesitant to strip, as I’m a little uncomfortable with my extra fluff. I look over at Shawn, and he’s tan as hell and, although still thin, has the ridges or abs and the start of some pecs and biceps balling up as he moves around. 

 

“Damn Shawn, you been eating like crazy this summer?!” James notes.

 

“Something like that!” Shawn says, dismissively, as he jokingly flexes at us, his newly existent biceps popping up. He grabs a bottle of water, and I look at Shawn directly for the first time since we have gotten back. Is he a little taller than me? I mean, we’re 20, so he might’ve had some puberty left in him. I hope I’ve got that coming up soon too...  He looks good. 

 

I guess I’ve always thought he looks good. His blonde hair, his smooth, thin body, and his pretty big dick, which I’ve seen in the dorm showers quite a few times. He’s not shy. Maybe I’m just more self conscious than my friends...

 

I only recently have come to grips with the fact that I am gay. You’d think I would know that, what with all the gay porn I’ve watched since I was a kid, but it took a lot of therapy to undo the religious guilt I felt. I know Shawn isn’t gay, because he’s pretty obsessed with this girl Izzy from his Bio class last semester, and he’s not afraid to share all the details with us. I haven’t told Shawn and James that I’m gay yet, it felt weird to text them over the summer, but I plan to soon. Maybe later this week. Before school ramps up, for sure. 

 

We finally finish unloading all of James’ stuff, and we chill in their room for a little while, just catching up about our summers. 

 

“I mostly just worked,” James shares. “My dad’s bakery has been booming, and I needed the cash. I’ve gotten pretty good at baking though! Too bad we have to live in the dorms for two years here.. I guess I may not be able to maintain my skills!”

 

“I bet we could bake at Izzy’s place!” Shawn says. We look over at him, surprised. “Oh, haha, I guess I forgot to text y’all, I had my internship here over the summer, and she was actually one of the other interns. We got to talking, and we’ve now been dating for a few months now!”

 

“Congrats man!” I say, crossing my legs, trying not to plump up think of Shawn’s now-wiry body pulsing next to Izzy, “She lives close?”

 

“Yeah, just across the street. You’ll probably have the room to yourself quite a bit, James.” Shawn laughs, and nudges James, winking. 

 

We roll our eyes, and James asks, “It is too bad Alex has to drop out over the summer. Do you know who your new roommate is?” 

 

I had been planning to room with our friend Alex this year, but a few weeks ago his Mom passed away, and he had to take a gap year. I had hoped nobody else would sign up for my room, but a few days ago someone named Kyle showed up on the housing website. I tried looking him up on social media, but all he had was a Facebook account that hasn’t been updated in 4 years. The profile picture wasn’t even a picture of him, just some artwork from a video game I didn’t recognize. 

 

“I don’t know him, but his name is Kyle!” I say. “He seems like a nerd, so we will probably get along, I hope.” 

 

“Oh cool. ” James says, “I’m surprised we haven’t seen him moving in yet!” 

 

“Yeah, but we have been in here a little while. You guys want to head back to my room with me, and see if he’s in there?” 

 

“I’m actually gonna shower up, and head over to Izzy’s place.” Shawn says, “I want to have some ‘quality time’ before we start feeling the stress of the semester. She had something she wanted to give me too, but she said it was a secret.”

 

“Huh.” I say, “You will have to keep us in the loop. What about you James, you in to meet my roommate?” 

 

“Nah, I’m pretty pooped. I think I’m gonna crash for the night. I’ll meet him tomorrow!” 

 

“No worries. Probably better to not swarm him all at once anyways.”

 

I head out of their room, and head across the hall to my room, the door propped open. I look in, and on the other wall of our room is a giant pride flag, with the correlating desk covered in Drag race stickers, pride kitsch, all the works. “I guess Kyle’s gay too,” I think to myself. I hope he’s hot. Or maybe I don’t. I’m still figuring out myself as a gay guy. Even if he was hot, available, and wanted to fuck his roommate, I wasn’t sure if I was ready. 

 

I piddle around the room, setting up my desk just the way I want, anxious to meet my roommate. After about 20 minutes, the door creaks open more, and a little guy, wrapped in a towel, furry chest on display, comes in. “Oh hey! You must be Colton!” He says, “I’m Kyle! Nice to meet you. Sorry I’m just hopping out of the shower. I have been moving in for the past little while!”

 

“Nice to meet you too Kyle!” I stand up, walking over to shake his hand. As I walk over, I realize just how short he is, his eyes about on level with my collar bones. After I shake his hand, and we chit chat for a bit he starts getting dressed, changing locker room style, keeping the towel on even after putting on shorts. He’s a shy little cutie, but not really my type. I’m relieved. I think we’ll get along, and it will be good to have another gay guy around as I work on coming out to everyone. It’s a small school, so I haven’t known any other out gay men. Not that I have been looking, before now. 

 

After we settle in, he starts playing league of legends on his computer, headphones on, and I start playing the FFVII remake I tried to finish before school started. Just as I’m getting in the groove, there’s a knock on my door. “Come in.” Kyle shouts at the door, not looking up from his game.

 

“Hey!” Shawn peeks in, “I’m Shawn, one of Colton’s friends. I live right down the hall. I just wanted to swing in to see if Colton wanted to come workout with me in the morning, before classes start.”

 

“Workout?! Since when?” I say.

 

“Just a few weeks ago,” Shawn says, blushing. “Izzy was telling me that she likes her men buff, so I’m trying to fulfill the fantasy.” 

 

“Ah! That’s why you look the way you do. I’m in, having some accountability should help me stay to a regimen. What time?” 

 

“Pretty early, like 6?” 

 

“Yeah, sounds good.” I reply. 

 

At this point, Kyle pulls his headphones down and looks over, “do y’all mind if I tag along? I just transferred, and I don’t really know anybody.”

 

“Yeah, totally.” Shawn replies. “Our friend James might eventually join us too, but when I asked him, he looked at me like a maniac. His loss, when the three of us are jacked, he’ll be struggling to keep up!”

 

I find myself crossing my legs once again at the thought of a jacked Shawn, but I laugh, and tell him to have a good time with Izzy. 

 

As Shawn heads out, Kyle wraps up his game, and pulls his headphones off and looks over at me. “I don’t mean to butt in, I hope I’m not crashing the party by asking to come along to the gym!”

 

“No way,” I say, adamantly shaking my head. “Why would you even say that?”

 

“I just don’t mean to.. intrude.” He pauses, “I know how it feels to have interrupted time with a crush.” 

 

“A crush?” I ask.

 

“Oh!” Kyle asks, “I guess I misread the situation. I just felt some chemistry between you two.”

 

“Well, to be honest, you’re not wrong.” I admit. “I have had a little bit of a crush on him, but I only recently even realized I was gay. I planned to come out to my friends tonight, but it just didn’t happen. I don’t think they’d care, but they’re also somewhat aloof. How’d you know?”

 

“Call it men’s intuition,” he says. “You’re cute. You should be more confident. I mean, he seems straight, so maybe a confident crush on someone else?”

 

“Haha, thanks for the advice, gay oracle.” I joke.  

 

“I’m just telling it like I see it. Do you know if there are any cute guys that will be at the gym tomorrow?”

 

“Not sure, I never really go to the campus gym in the mornings. I’m more of an evening workout guy.”

 

“Well, I’ll dress up, just in case.” And with that, Kyle puts his headphones back on and starts up another game. I grab a seltzer out of my fridge, play a little more of my game, and start wrapping up for bed. I’m wiped from the day, and end up turning in for the night pretty quickly. I fall asleep fast, not even disturbed by the clicking of the mouse echoing from Kyle’s rig, which would usually keep me up. 

 

I wake up around 5:45 to my alarm, and see Kyle already up and ready, stretching in some tight little shorts and XS JJ Malibu tank, showing off his tight butt, and surprisingly wide back. 

 

“Oh hey!” He says, seeing me get up and changed pretty quickly. “Do you want to head over to Shawn’s room, or meet him there?” 

 

“Let’s head across the hall. I’m about ready.” I say, slipping on an old t shirt, while brushing my teeth. I leave the room, Kyle following behind, and we head to Shawn and James’ room. I jiggle the handle, the door unlocked like usual, and there was Shawn, ready to go, in a shirt that looks just a little too tight on him, mixing something into a cup. 

 

“Hey guys,” he says, keeping his voice low to not wake up his roommate. “Izzy gave me some protein powder last night that her dad’s company makes. Do you want some?” 

 

“Nah,” I say. I always feel like my metabolism can’t keep up with the extra calories, I do my best to keep from gaining weight. Maybe protein would help, but I have just never felt comfortable with it. 

 

“I wouldn’t mind some!” Kyle pipes up, “I wouldn’t mind bulking up a bit. Maybe I can make up for my height with some more width!” 

 

Shawn whips up a water bottle for Kyle, and we head down the stairs and towards the campus gym. A perk of such a small campus is just how easy it is  to walk everywhere. We get to the gym and head to the weight area. Shawn and Kyle look a little lost, I know Shawn has never stepped foot in this gym, and Kyle is probably looking at the early morning gym bros. They’re there en masse, the gym is much more crowded than I thought it would be. At least there’s views, and I look over at Kyle, who raises his eyebrows at me, gesturing at all the buff men, giving me a big thumbs up. I gesture over to the dumbbell rack, and start warming up with some 25 pounders. Shawn comes up next to me and warms up with some 10 pounders, and Kyle heads straight to the squat rack. 

 

I quickly move up to my max, this summer I was able to curl the 40s for reps, which I have been pretty proud of. I was surprised to see Shawn not far behind, curling the 30s with quite a bit of fervor. I go through my workout like usual, and Shawn follows behind me, obviously copying my workout. I don’t mind, and it feels good to be lifting more than him. Although, not as much more as I thought I would be. He’s only about 10-20 pounds behind me in most lifts. He must’ve really gone for it over the summer, getting those beginner gains before we got here. 

 

I look over at Kyle, and he’s talking to a few other guys at the squat rack, his shorts riding dangerously high on his ass, while a few others around him look on. He’s a bottom on a mission, and he’s letting the whole gym know. 

 

After about 45 minutes we wrap up with some stretches. Kyle starts talking to Shawn, “that’s the best I’ve ever felt during a workout. That protein powder was great!”

 

“Yeah, Izzy said that it’s a new experimental protein. I didn’t really understand everything she was saying, but it has some preworkout components to it, so it just jazzes you up.”

 

“I definitely feel ‘jazzed up’, but I thought it was just the men in there!” Kyle says, laughing. I laugh too, but I take a quick glimpse at his shorts, noticing he’s sporting a noticeable semi, as is Shawn. Welp, look at that, so am I now.

 

We head down to the showers, and Shawn strips naked immediately. He looks great, his pump making him look even bigger than he did yesterday, and... do I find myself looking up into his eyes? I mean, I guess I noticed that he grew yesterday, but it’s even more noticeable now. I try not to look down, but there I go anyways, and I see his dick, still somewhat hard, looking as great as ever. I quickly head over to a shower stall and lock it, hoping I didn’t stare too much, or my erection was too noticeable. 

 

Him and Kyle follow shortly behind, taking the stalls to my left and right. The water starts flowing, and I get in and out. As I walk back to my locker, I notice that Shawn didn’t quite close the stall door all the way, and he’s straight up jerking off in the stall. He’s playing with his nipple while he leans against the wall, and looks like he is in pure ecstasy. Filing that away for later. I change, and, not wanting to wait around too long, head back to my room on my own. 

 

About 20 minutes later I hear some laughter coming down the hallway, and Kyle joins me in the room. “Hey Colton! Where did you go?!” 

 

“Oh, I just didn’t want to wait around for y’all. I take quick showers.”

 

“Yeah, sorry about that. I usually do too, but I was just so horny, I ended up jerking off in the shower! It’s like I had to!! I have never felt that way before. I’m telling you, Colton, that protein powder is something else. I feel great too!! I mean, look at me! This is the best I have ever looked!” With that, Kyle flexed his arms, and he looks notably more muscular than he did this morning. I must not have been paying attention. I mean, his gym clothes are VERY tight. It is strange that both of them were jerking off in the showers, though.  Must be some horny goat’s weed in that experimental mixture too. I may have to give it a go the next time we head to the gym.... 

 

To be continued!

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2 minutes ago, Bigger4Me said:

Thank you @pasidious!!! Anything you’d like to see in particular in the future chapters?

The best thing I can suggest is to just keep writing what you want to write.  This is a great start imo and I think it’ll just get better!

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4 hours ago, Bigger4Me said:

I’m heavily inspired by @dredlifter’s hot stories, and I wished there was more content like his, so I decided to start something. Let me know what you think!**

You are too kind!!!  

And that was a great start. I'm hooked.  Excited to see what happens.

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Part two:

After talking with Kyle a little bit more, I get ready for class. I settle in for “syllabus day”, letting my mind wander as all of my new professors tell me just how “tough” they are going to be in the upcoming year. I don’t really listen though, because all I can think about is how close Shawn was to my weights. How could he have caught up to me so fast? He never lifted, and, while I wasn’t crazy serious about it, I went once or twice a week all year last year. It just didn’t make any sense. He must have gone really hard those last few weeks of summer.  What is Izzy doing to his mind.... “Colten!” I’m snaipped out of my haze. I look over, and I see that Shawn is in my one gen-Ed this semester. He’s wearing this green polo that he loves for some reason, but honestly, it’s way too big on him. I mean, he might have gotten a little taller, but the sleeves still come past his elbows, and the bottom of the shirt comes well past his waist. Shawn is not... the king of fashion. 

 

“Come sit over here!” He calls me over. “Dude, Kyle is a cool kid. He’s a beast in the squat rack. Did you see he was squatting 270, no problem? That was basically his warm up. Must be that low center of gravity. I want that in all my lifts!!!”

 

“Man, chill out. You doing okay? You’re talking a mile a minute!”

 

“Haha, sorry bud, I’m just so revved up from my workout this morning. You on for tomorrow?”

 

“Sure,” I say, although I’m already starting to feel sore from today’s workout. “Would you mind if I tried some of that protein powder too?” 

 

“Oh yeah man, no problem. Izzy said she can get me more whenever I run out. She said she hoped its sooner rather than later. I want to go as much as possible and take her up on that. Crazy idea, would you want to go again tonight, too?”

 

“Tonight?! Nah man, I don’t think so. Even if I wanted to, I have a chem lab from 6-9, and I heard that professor Barnes takes the whole time, every time. Even syllabus week.” 

 

“Oh no problem, sorry to hear bout the lab. I’ll see if James or Kyle can make it.”

 

I’m almost certain that James will never say yes, but... who knows. I never thought Shawn would be into working out either, but here he is, going twice in a day, like a madman. Speaking of James, he stumbles into class about halfway through, at about 10:45 AM, looking like he just woke up, his brown curly hair tangled all over the place. I guess both of my best friends are in this class with me. I’ll have to remember to wake James up for this. He has a bad habit of hibernating through almost anything if we don’t help him out. I wave at him, but I don’t have any room next to me, and he settles into the back of the class. 

 

Class ends, and my friends and I decide to meet up for dinner at the cafeteria around 5. I’m a grandpa at heart, I like my evening meals while the sun is still high in the sky. Plus, the cafeteria closes at 8, and I have that chem lab. 

 

I get through the rest of my day without anything too crazy. I see a lot of my other friends from my major, but nobody I am extremely close to, I don’t find other business students to be quite as fun to be around as mathematicians, like James and Shawn. I should ask Kyle what he is majoring in. knowing me, he’s probably also in the sciences, and I have nobody alongside me as I learn how to market. I text him to ask and, surprise, he’s an electrical engineering major.

 

5 finally rolls around, and I meet up with my friends at the cafeteria. Kyle must have said yes to going to the gym tonight, because both him and Shawn roll in wearing some gym clothes. Shawn is dressed yet again in an old t shirt, and Kyle is in a color-variant of those short bodybuilding shorts and tight tank top. We all go and get our food to meet back at the table, and Kyle and Shawn both come back precariously balancing three plates, all filled to the brim with boiled eggs, chicken, beans, and rice. All the typical meal-prep foods, easily obtained at a buffet style cafeteria. 

 

“Damn guys,” I say, “there will still be food in 30 minutes, slow down!”

 

“I don’t know man,” Shawn says, “I am starving. I’m not even sure this is going to be enough!” 

 

“I’ve never eaten this much in my life,” Kyle adds, “But I feel like I could easily finish this and then some. I had this much for lunch too! I have no idea what’s going on.”

 

James laughs, “it’s because of all your ‘GAINS’. Bro, I can’t believe like, you bros are getting so bro-y that you are trying to outlift and out eat all these other bros, bro.” 

 

“Whatever!” Shawn smirks, while playfully punching James in the shoulder.

 

“Ow!” James says, his smile fading, “That actually hurt Shawn! Know your own strength!!” 

 

“It did? I’m so sorry!”

 

“It’s fine, just eat your food.” James says, looking down at his plate and pushing some peas around with his fork, while he rubs his shoulder with his other hand. 

 

We continue through dinner, chit chatting and eating and, before I’m even done with my lasagna plate, Kyle and Shawn have both neatly stacked up their three, formerly full, plates. 

 

“I can’t believe y’all are done already.” I say. “Do you guys want to walk over and see what they’ve got for dessert?” Shawn has a notorious sweet tooth, getting at least a cookie every day last year, even though I had never seen him gain a pound from it. Until recently, I guess. 

 

“I’m okay,” Shawn said. “I’m not really feeling the sweets today, for some reason.”

 

“I’ll come with you!” James speaks up, “I can’t believe you don’t even want a cookie, Shawn!”

 

Shawn shrugs, and Kyle says, “I’m not feeling it either, but I’ll walk with y’all and check it out. Shawn, would you mind mixing our shakes before we head over?”

 

“Already on it.” Shawn says, as he was pulling two blender bottles and a plastic baggie filled with two servings of their protein powder and was dividing it evenly between the two cups. Maybe not totally evenly, it looked like Shawn’s got a little bit extra. 

 

We start walking over to the dessert, and I look over at Kyle, who is walking so fast I see him have to actively slow himself down to stay on pace with us. Everytime I see him, I’m so surprised my how tight his workout clothes are. Even though he isn’t extremely muscular, aside from a thick, well showcased ass, his clothes look painted on. Confidence, he does not lack. I mean, they were so tight this morning too, but the shorts come maybe a quarter down his quads, and his tank top is strained at the shoulders. If he gains any muscle at all, I don’t know how these will fit. 

 

“What’re you looking at?” Kyle looks over at me, noting my stare. 

 

“Oh... nothing.” I stammer, trying to recover from looking directly at my new roommates body, “I was just wondering where you got your workout clothes?”

 

“Oh yeah, I love this stuff. It makes me feel so confident coming into the gym. When you’re 5’6 , you have to order a lot of clothes online, or shop in the teens section. My first order was way too big, so I went a size down, and it’s snug, but I honestly don’t mind it. I feel sexy.”

 

“Good on you,” James says, absentmindedly staring at the cookies. “You have fun feeling good in those workout clothes. I’m gonna be bulking up here in the cafeteria with some of these cookies.” And with that, James piles 4 cookies onto a dessert plate, I grab a pudding cup, and we walk back to the table. As soon as James and I sit down, Kyle and Shawn bolt up and head to the gym. I look out the window and see the two of them speed up from their walk into a jog, eager to get going on their second workout of the day. 

 

“Sheesh!” James says, “Izzy has worked a number on Shawn. He can home last night just raving about her. It really seems like he’s committed to keeping her happy. I haven’t known Shawn to go to the gym at all, let alone twice a day. Ah well, at least I have the room mostly to myself. Do you want to hang out tonight, by the way? Maybe we could play some Borderlands?”

 

“That sounds great, maybe after my lab?” I say, excited to hang out with my friend for the first time in a few months. 

 

“Sounds great. I’ll... probably take a nap until then. Just knock to wake me up.”

 

James is unbelievable. No matter how much he sleeps, he can always get more. He might be the only human I know who needs 14 hours of sleep a day. It’s unbelievable. I tell him to enjoy the nap, and I head to my lab. 

 

The professor, professor Barnes, introduces himself. He is a man in his mid-thirties, young for a professor, although he has a touch of grey on the sides of his dark brown hair and in his full beard. He’s handsome, but like, how one of my dad’s friends might be handsome. Not something I really go for. He’s an adjunct professor, only teaching chemistry to college students because he loves the topic so much. Ugh, one of these professors. He goes on to say that chemistry can be one of the most important things we learn about, because it can change the world around us, blah blah blah. He goes on to say that we will not be having lab partners, and that all of the paperwork and homework must be done on our own, and if he catches wind of any collaboration that will be an immediate failure of his class. He also says that he will not tolerate the use of cell phones in his class, and that will also result in an immediate failure. He lists about 7 more items that will result in failure, and then launches right into our first lesson. The lab is about oxidization, and the experiments we go through are pretty rigorous. I don’t even know when I would have time to pull out my phone, I struggle to even keep pace with the class. 

 

Class finally wraps up around 9:05, and I start heading back to the dorms. I look down at my phone, and I see a text from about 5 minutes ago, from Kyle; Hey man, I’m sorry to do this, but do you mind staying out of the room for a little while? I think I made a... friend... at the gym, and him and I are going to get a little more acquainted.

 

I don’t even respond to the text. I’ll bet he’s already in the room, fucking his new gym buddy. I’m shocked at how open Kyle is. Not only is he out of the closet, his closet doesn’t even exist. Everything’s just hanging out in the open. I head back to the dorm, and beeline for James and Shawn’s room. As I walk past my room, I hear “S&M” by Rihanna blasting from Kyle’s computer speakers, to drown out the noise, I suppose. Subtle, he is not. I open the door (they literally never lock this thing) and head on in. James is conked out on his bed, and I yell at him to get him up. I look over at Shawn’s bed, and it is perfectly made, untouched by Shawn. 

 

“Have you seen Shawn?” I ask James.

 

“Nah,” murmurs James, still waking up, “He must’ve come in while I was sleeping and gone over to Izzy’s.” 

 

Makes sense, James is not one to wake up for anything. One night last year, Shawn and I tried to prank him by dumping cold water on his bed to shock him awake. He didn’t even flinch, just kept snoozing right through it. We got worried about him sleeping in wet, ice cold sheets, so we even swapped out his comforter for a backup one, and he still didn’t budge. I thought he might’ve been dead, had he not been snoring. 

 

“Why do you still have your backpack?” James asks, more aware of his surroundings. 

 

“Well...” I say, hesitant to expose my roommate. “I think Kyle has a gentleman caller.” 

 

“Ah!” James says, pausing before he chooses his next words carefully, “Do you plan to have... any callers this year?” 

 

I freeze up, “what do you mean?”

 

“I don’t know. Exactly what I said, I guess. Just wanted you to be able to share, if you wanted to.”  

 

I smile, James has always had a pretty intuitive sense about his close friends. “I may want to have a gentleman caller over eventually, but I don’t think I’m ready for that.”

 

James grins, relieved, “I’m proud of you, Colten. If you ever need to talk through anything, I’m here for you.”

 

I knew my friends would be cool about me being gay, but I didn’t know coming out would be this easy. It’s like it doesn’t even matter to James, we just settle in and start playing video games, like old times. 

 

We play for about an hour, and I look at the clock, 10:30 it reads. “Hey James, I think I am going to start wrapping up and heading to bed. Shawn and Kyle wanted to go to the gym again tomorrow.”

 

“Ugh, fine. With you guys going to bed and waking up so early, I don’t even know when I’ll be awake to hang out with you. Maybe I’ll start coming to the gym at 6 AM too.”

 

We both laugh. I know James has never been awake before 8 AM. I literally cannot even imagine what it would be like to see him up and about before the sun is well into the sky. 

 

I pop back across the hall, and knock on my door. The music stopped, so I figure I must be safe. I open the door, and am immediately hit by a wave of sweat and sex smells. “Sex in the air” is right. I see Kyle sitting in a pair of briefs playing some game on his computer. He sees me come into the room, and he pulls off his headphones, “Hey man, sorry about the smell. I was so horny... I didn’t have time to shower before going at it with Paul. I lit a few candles, and I propped the window open, so it should clear up in a few.” 

 

“No problem,” I say. “Did you at least get a shower in since then?”

 

“Just hopped out! Sorry again about being so up front and horny. I’m not usually like this. I mean, I’m confident, but today I have felt hornier than ever, and I can’t do anything but talk about it.”

 

“You’re okay, Kyle. As long as it’s not all the time, I don’t mind.”

 

“Sweet. Well, some of my buddies are hosting a raid here in a few minutes, so I’m gonna hop on.”

 

“Okay, I am going to start getting ready for bed.”

 

“Shoot, will my monitor keep you up?”

 

“Nah, I’m a heavy sleeper. Not like James, but... I’ll be fine.”

 

He nods at me, and turns to his computer, popping his headphones back on. I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and come back to the room, stripping down to my underwear as well, and climbing into bed. I look over at Kyle, who is completely focused in on his game. Staring intently and clicking. He looks good, still glistening from his shower, the water holding onto his thick chest hair, all the way down his happy trail, to his boxer-briefs. His boxer briefs are... notably full, it looks like he has a semi, which is wild to me, because he was just fucked for an hour. Is that due to the protein powder? That shit is like, miraculous. I look at the rest of him. While he does have a little bit of body-fat on him, he has muscles. I watch as his shoulder muscles twitch as he types and moves his mouse, and his abs tense as he leans forward, visibly showing through the fur. I get hard, and feel my boxers get wet with pre-cum. I start carefully jerking off, looking at my compact, intense roommate. I think about what it would be like to feel his growing pecs, running my hands through the chest hair, and even that was enough to get me to cum. I guess I’m feeling the second-hand effects of the powder. I clean up in the bathroom, leaving and coming back without Kyle noticing, and head to sleep, eagerly awaiting my turn with Izzy’s protein. 

 

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