That's when he noticed the bed on the other side of the room had things laying on it. I guess my roommate's here. He was curious to meet him, but figured it could wait until he had a nap.
At that moment the door to the bathroom opened, and Wes turned, and was greeted with a startling sight: his roommate was standing there, completely nude. Even more startling was the fact that his roommate was Devon.
*
CHAPTER TWO: MEETINGS
Devon looked up from drying his hair and his eyes widened. "What are you doing here?" He was still completely naked. In fact he seemed totally oblivious to how naked he was.
"Um, this is my dorm room," Wes answered, his mouth dry. "So I guess we're roommates."
Devon grinned. "I guess so!" He saw that Wes was still staring, and gave him a confused look. "What is it dude? You need in the shower or something?"
Wes broke his stare and nodded. "Huh? Oh, yeah, I feel disgusting. I really need a shower." He walked over to his suitcase and pulled a towel and his shower kit out. A cold shower, he thought with a tiny shudder, once again glancing at Devon's naked body. Devon had a nice athletic body, not too ripped, but not completely flabby, either. His nice pecs were topped by nickel-sized nipples, copper against his bronze tan. His chest and arms were devoid of hair, making him seem even sexier. His stomach wasn't washboard, but it was definitely defined. The only hair on his body was the trimmed bush around his cock, which was the same blonde as his head. His cock, which was completely soft, was a good 5 inches without erection, and Wes' mind reeled as he tried to decide how big it would be hard.
"Well, dude, the shower's yours," Devon said, gesturing toward the bathroom.
"Thanks," Wes croaked, entering the bathroom quickly. He pushed the door shut, and then made sure it was locked. He quickly stripped out of his shorts and boxers, releasing his own erect member. He turned the shower on, blasting the cold water. He stepped under it, gave a little squeal and stepped back out.
Movies lie . . . Cold showers didn't make me any less horny, just cold. He reached down instinctively and started tugging on his cock. It felt great. With all the stress of moving to college he hadn't been able to get himself off for about a week.
He turned the water in the shower over to warm, and stepped back in, still stroking himself. He leaned his head against the wall, settling in for a long session.
*
Wes stepped out of the shower about 45 minutes later and looked around. He was kind of disappointed that Devon wasn't in there. He pulled his shorts back on and felt something in his pocket. He reached down and pulled the flier about the Gay Straight Student Alliance. He looked it over, debating whether or not he would go. It said that their first informational meeting would be at 5:30 that evening.
He pulled his shirt on over his head and latched his watch to his wrist. He sighed and looked at the time 5:23. He was going to be late to the meeting, but that was fine. As Wes grabbed his cell phone and his room key he realized that he was looking forward to seeing Cameron. With a smile on his face, he set off to the meeting.
*
It was 5:37 when Wesley walked into the student center, where the GSSA was meeting. He looked around and saw more students than he expected. But no Cameron.
Wes sighed and walked further into the room, waving and smiling greetings at people. He saw a bunch of drinks setting out on a table and crossed quickly to them. He picked up a cup labeled "Diet Coke" and took a big drink. As he was finishing the drink he felt a hand on his shoulder, and turned to see Cameron there, flashing that dazzling smile once again.
"You came, I'm glad."
Wes smiled. "Well, I figured its good to get to know other people like you, ya know?" He shrugged. "So how many of the people that come to this are actually straight?"
Cameron laughed. "Not many, to be honest. And we only have one straight male that comes, and he only comes because his girlfriend makes him." Cameron saw Wesley's confused look and laughed again---Wes liked hearing him laugh. "His girlfriend's best friend is a lesbian."
"Oh, ok, I was confused." Wes peered around, wondering if he could spot the straight guy. "So who's the straight guy?"
"He's not here yet." Cameron walked over to a beat up red couch and sat down, groaning as he did. "It feels good to sit down. I've been handing out fliers all day."
Wes crossed to the couch and sat down next to him. "I would have that that handing out fliers about a gay student group would be inviting trouble."
"Well, I figured so as well, but we've never had any big trouble with anti-gay sentiments here. Although you never know with the new freshman class." Cameron ran a hand through his blonde hair. "I had a hard time deciding whether or not we were going to hand out fliers today, but decided that getting the word out there that there's a place you can go and be around people that are going through the same issue was more important than worrying about my own safety."
"I figured I'd see you here, Wes," a familiar female voice said from the door. Wes turned and grinned as Skye walked in, wearing outrageous red bellbottoms and a red flowery top.
"Who dressed you?" Wesley asked in a very feminine voice. "Oh my god, get that atrocity out of here!" His laugh quickly became a gasp as Sky elbowed him in the stomach.
Cameron looked at his watch. "Late, as usual," he said with a wan smile. "I guess I should get the meeting started."
As Cameron wandered away to round up everyone, Sky elbowed Wes again, this time much more gentle. "Ow, what?"
"You know what," Sky grinned. "You like him don't you?"
Wes rolled his eyes. "I just met him today, Skye."
"Point? Doesn't mean you can't like him." Wes made no comment. "Well, at least admit that you find him attractive."
Wes smiled. "I'll admit that anywhere. He's very attractive. Especially his smile."
Sky grinned. "Ah, gay romance, its so beautiful."
"Shut up and go find us a seat," Wes said, pushing Skye toward the folding chairs that had been set up in rows in front of a platform, where a solitary mike rested. As Cameron got up to speak Wes settled himself in for a nice session of staring at Cameron.
*
The meeting came to an end at about 7:15 or so, but everyone was sort of milling around, talking. Wesley, who was talking to some girl named Cherry, said goodbye and started for the door, ready to hit the room and go to sleep, despite how early it was.
As he was walking he heard someone yelling his name and he stopped and turned, seeing Cameron come running up to him. "Wes, I'm glad I caught you before you left."
"What is it?"
Cameron handed Wes a small slip of paper. "What's this?" Wes asked, but Cameron simply smiled. Wes unfolded it and looked down at it. It was a phone number.
"That's my cell number," Cameron said, turning bright red. "If you ever wanna hang out or something, call me." With that Cameron turned and rushed back into the crowd of people, efficiently hiding himself.
Wes just stood there for a moment, smiling to himself.
Wes was floating as he walked back into the dorm. He realized that he still had that goofy grin on his face, but he didn't care. He entered the elevator and hit the 3. As he exited the elevator he fumbled in his pocket for his key. He got to his door and slid the key in, pushing the door open.
"FUCK!" Devon's voice yelled. Wes stopped cold. There on his bed was Devon, lying over a girl, his shirt off, and hers pushed up, revealing her bare breasts.
Wes turned bright red and started to go.
"Wes, man, wait!" Devon said, so Wes stopped. "I want you to meet Amber. Amber, this is my roommate, Wes."
"Hi, Wes, nice to meet you."
Wes, still bright red, nodded, avoiding looking at her. "You too." He turned back to the door. "I'm gonna go for a while. I'll be back in like an hour or so."
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