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Room 203: the new college experience

sory bout the lasp in time between posts ill try to get better with that but here u go.....


Part 5​

For a while there I regretted leaving Michael in alone in the shower like that, but it felt right at the time. While I was now spending everyday with Michael, my thoughts seemed to always stray towards those few hours with Stephen in the pool. After that exciting meeting I had looked everywhere for him with no luck.
It was a big campus and, from what I understood, he was a music major, whereas I was an acting major. Michael grew restless with me, constantly turning down his advances. I refused to sleep with him until I could figure out what was happening between Stephen and I. which at the time seemed to be nothing.
That was until two days after that meeting, I woke up with someone in my bed. Last night the drama department threw a giant party in our dorm hall, to celebrate closing night of our latest production. I just figured someone had gotten drunk and climbed into my bed by mistake. But then again I was pretty wasted last night; I’m still not sure what actually happened for most of the night. I chuckled to myself realizing I was sleeping in my briefs as I usually do.

I rolled over, turning my back to them, and tried to go back to sleep. I found none of this weird until I felt a hand slide across my side and come to rest on my stomach. My visitor shifted his body closer to me until I felt his chest and stomach against my back. I finally woke up when I felt the warm breath as his lips met the back of my neck.

“Well, well, well my good sir we meet again,” the voice was the very one I had been searching to hear all this time.

“Stephen?” I asked rolling over, just to be sure. He reached up and turned on the lamp by our heads. There was that smile that filled my dreams.

“Are you sober now?” he asked. The images of the night began to come back to me, keg stands, body shots and running into Stephen.

“Umm, I think so,” I laughed. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

“And I you, my good sir but, I have been kept busy in the music department. Especially with mid terms coming up.” His smile made me forget all my worries. His hair was straightened and was running wild all over my pillows. I reached up and brushed the blonde locks out of his face.

“I want to kiss you,” he whispered catching my hand a holding against his face.

“Then do it already,” I smiled. He propped himself up on his elbow. He leaned over me his golden hair surrounding my face. His lips were soft and welcoming, exactly as I remembered them. His tongue parted my lips as he straddled my waist. He was wearing a pair of tight fitting briefs and I could feel his impressive bulge as he lowered his body against mine. As my hands were groping his ass his hands were under the cover tugging at the elastic waistline of my briefs.

A loud moan came from the other side of the room as my hands slipped into his underwear. “I think your roommate is waking up,” Stephen said pulling away from me. At first I thought, who cares, but eventually I let Stephen roll away.

“Stay with me?” I asked, cuddling closer to him.

“Of course,” he replied placing an arm under my head and kissing me on the forehead.

The next morning I woke up alone. I rolled over and put my face in my pillows trying to determine if it was all a dream. Stephen’s scent in the pillow told me it wasn’t. So why was he not here with me now? I was beginning to feel hurt when I noticed the rose laying next to the wall. The note lying next to it only had his name on it.

“Stephen,” I whispered to myself. I grabbed the rose and rolled out of bed to get some water. I stopped at the doorway to the small kitchen. Michael was standing in front of the little fridge to the right of the door way. He had his back turned to me drinking a glass of juice. I quickly stowed the rose in a drawer of the desk on the other side of the wall.

“Morning,” I said walking into the kitchen. Michael jumped violently spilling orange juice down his front. He was wearing a pair of white boxers and he kept his back to me. “Sorry,” I said looking around for a towel.
“Not a problem princess,” he replied picking one off the top of the fridge. “You enjoy yourself last night?”
The question caught me off guard and I don’t really know why, but I said, “I really can’t remember what happened,” it was almost the truth, I remember getting to the party had a few drinks and then nothing until I woke up with Stephen, and in the pit of my stomach I knew that’s what Michael was getting at. He had seen me with Stephen.

“Really?” he almost sounded hopeful

“Really, it must have been one crazy party.” Michael turned to me with a huge smile on his face. My eyes were drawn to his crotch; the juice had turned his white boxers almost completely transparent and hugged his package, making it look bigger.

“Must have been, I have to go take a shower, but we should hang out today.” As he left the kitchen he kissed me on the forehead; the same place Stephen kissed me earlier. What had I done?
 
PART 6​

As I left the dorm room that morning I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Michael had left the room early to take a shower to and I had promised I would wait for him and we would walk to class together, but for right now I needed some time away from him and Stephen. A million things were going through my head as I exited the dorm hall. Why had I lied to Michael? Where was Stephen? Michael or Stephen?

“Keith!” the calls went unheard by me until I reached the courtyard. “Keith?” a hand touched my arm, pulling me out of my current state of mind. I spun around expecting Michael to have caught up with me, or maybe, hopefully, Stephen. I was surprised, and a little disappointed to see that neither of them had come to my rescue. Instead it was one of the guys that lived down the hall from Michael and I, Tony.
“Are you okay?” he asked. The jumbled mess going through my head must have taken form on my face.
“Oh… yeah… I’m fine,” it was a complete lie. I was trying to remember the last time Tony and I spoke. The only time I could think of was those few words we exchanged when I thought he and Michael had something in our dorm room. He was a good looking guy. His dark hair was buzzed short, and his pale green eyes were filled with what I thought was understanding.

“Something is wrong, talk to me.” He caught hold of my wrist and I allowed him to pull me to a nearby bench.

“I really have to get to class,” I really didn’t feel like talking to someone I didn’t know about my problems.
“Come on, it’s only seven thirty. We have half an hour before class,” Tony said letting go of my arm as we sat down. I looked down at my watch, he was right. I had left the room a lot earlier than I had thought. “Come on, whatever you need to get off your chest, I’m here.”

“It’s nothing; really, I think I’m just stressed about midterms.” This wasn’t entirely a lie. It may not have been the biggest problem I was having, but it was a problem none the less. I couldn’t have told Tony the truth if I really wanted to, which I didn’t, it was too big of a mess.

“Understood,” though he didn’t seem to buy my story, he didn’t push it. “How about I help you study?” He was a pretty smart guy and I couldn’t think of any reason to say no. I accepted the help and excused myself by mumbling something about leaving a book in my dorm room.

Once I was out of eyesight of Tony, I changed my direction. I needed to be alone. The empty theatre, in which Michael and I had shared our first encounter, was the only place I could think of. I had heard that zoning had gone wrong and the place was no longer considered on campus so it was almost never used by the school. It was the only place I could think of. Sure enough it was empty.

I sat in the center of the stage with my face in my palms; thinking.

“Keith?” at first I thought Tony had followed me in here. I didn’t look up I wanted to be alone. I tensed up as my visitor sat on the floor behind me, placing his legs on either side of mine and wrapping his arms around me and rested his head on my back. “What’s wrong my good sir?”

“Stephen,” his lips brushed my neck sending chills down my spine.

“What’s wrong babe?” he asked pulling closer to me.

“Way too much to explain.” One thing I like about Stephen is that he knows when to back off and didn’t push the subject.

We sat together in silence for a couple of minutes. I felt a lot better with him holding me. His warmth was the saving grace I need from the chaos of my world. His lips brushed the back of my neck occasionally. All my troubles seemed to melt away. I turned to face him. Our lips met. I felt his hand on the back of my neck pulling me closer.

He leaned back pulling me on top of him. I straddled his groin, reaching down for his zipper. As I struggled to undo the button I could feel his package straining against the denim. I worked his pants loose and pulled them down to his knees, our lips only parting as I pulled off his shirt. He kicked off his shoes and his pants. I helped him pull off his briefs and grabbed his stiff cock. He was dripping pre cum into my palm.
I kissed his smooth chest taking time to tickle each one of his nipples with the tip of my tongue. I worked my way down his perfect body kissing every inch of it. I laughed as I felt him squirm when I reached his navel.

“Someone has a soft spot,” I laughed making him moan and squirm by playing with his belly button. I kissed and licked my way down his happy trail to the gifts that waited at the end. By this time his cock was rock hard and I kept it pointed down so I could focus on the rest of his body.

When I did let it go, the member sprang straight up and stood at attention, waiting. By time I lowered my lips around it, teasing the head with my tongue, the pressure that had built up seemed almost too much for Stephen to handle. He wiggled and moaned and tensed up with every flick of my tongue.

It was only about a minute later when I noticed his breathing becoming faster. I pushed his cock deeper into my mouth as he exploded, sending spurts of his salty man seed down my throat. I kept lips wrapped around his shaft as it convulsed with every spurt of cum. Once he had gone dry I crawled up and kissed him letting what was left of his cum slide from my tongue, down his throat. We lay there for about ten minutes and just cuddled together, exchanging the occasional blow jobs. Eventually we lay cuddled, naked together.

“Babe,” Stephen whispered wrapping an arm around me closely. “You don’t have to reply yet, but I love you.”
 
wow awsome chapter. and looks like kieth has and even bigger deliema than he had before. caint wait to see what happens next. very good story.
 
As VR says, an awesome chapter. I really like Stephen and I hope Keith can see his way clear to reciprocate. For me, Michael has been too aloof to many times. Tony sounds nice too in being concerned about Keith. Look forward to more.

Craiger
 
Great story, just found it ! Had to read it from the start, dont know how I missed it before, now Subscribed , eagerly awaiting next episode , dont keep us waiting too long Applesauce, love your name :-)
 
ok this one is to answer a few question and open a few more doors... i have a surprise for u in the next chapter but ull have to wait to see it.... it wont be too long i swear!
Part 7​

The shock of Stephen’s word threw me back into a spiral. I really wished he hadn’t said that until I had figured out how I felt about him. I hadn’t even worked up to calling him my boyfriend. I knew I felt something for him, but was it love? I sat up not sure of what I was going to do.

Stephen propped himself up on one arm, looking at me in confusion. “Baby come on, you got another fifteen minutes before class. Lay back down with me.” But I was pulling on his shirt inside out. My brain had just reached the edge of sanity.

“I know,” I said calmly pulling underwear and pants, “I just have to run back to my room. I left my books up there.” I bent over and kissed his cheek, completely absentmindedly and jumped off the stage. I heard Stephen shot something as I stepped out of the theatre but I couldn’t make it out.

I missed my first two classes that morning. I went back to the dorm room and hid under my bed for until eleven. I felt like a little kid again; trying to hide from the world. I knew this wouldn’t last but it was a quick fix. Solitude was the only way I could think with no kinds of distractions.

While under there I traced all of my feelings back to the one question I had yet to answer; Michael or Stephen? Michael was a great guy and I did have feelings for him. I wanted him in my life one way or another but I couldn’t figure out to what extent I wanted him there. Stephen was also a great guy. The only real difference is I didn’t feel like I had to keep him there, that one way or another he would be there for me. It felt that no matter what I did he would always have a piece of my heart and I a piece of his.
“Keith?” Michael shouted entering the room. I slid my foot out from under the bed to let him know I was there. “Where have you been princess?” he asked lying on the floor next to my bed.

“Here,” I laughed, but it didn’t feel right.

“Scoot over, I’m coming in.” I moved closer to the wall allowing him to join me under the bed. “What’s wrong?” it felt like the hundredth time I had been asked that today.

“Nothing, I’m just tired.” No one needed to deal with this besides me. I had to figure this one out for myself before I hurt someone.

“Now come on, you can’t lie to me,” he laughed. He was right; ever since we got to school he seemed to know when I was lying.

“It’s really nothing. Just a bit home sick I guess.” I don’t know if he believed me or he sensed he was part of the issue, but he seemed to let go of it. We lay under my bed for another few minutes. We lay under my bed until my alarm went off telling us we had to leave for our next class.

“Come on, we have to get to class.” Michael slid out from under the bed. He reached a hand back under to help me. I allowed Michael to help me out from under the bed. I didn’t say anything when he held onto my hand as he picked up both of our backpacks and headed to the door. I regretted even walking to class with Michael after the morning I had had with Stephen. Was I that bad of a person?

Stephen had said the three scariest words to me this morning. I know he had said I didn’t need to reply yet but now looking back on my actions I knew I had done the wrong thing. But I mean come on I barely know the guy. I did feel something strong for him. But why did holding Michael's hand as we walked across the courtyard feel just as right?

The truth was: it didn’t. This is what I had wanted the first day I had met him, but now I have found that this isn’t exactly what I had thought it would be. Yes the time I spent with Michael and enjoyable but it wasn’t the same as spending time with Stephen.

So I stopped. Michael jerked to a halt.

“What’s wrong princess?” he asked as I pulled my hand away. Again it had to be the question of the day or something.

“What are we doing?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” Michael looked concerned for what was going to happen next.

“Look at us, what are we doing?” I repeated the question.

“Princess? Are you trying to break up with me?” he laughed.

“Michael, I’m serious,” I began to get annoyed by the fact that he wasn’t taking this seriously.
“Babe, I know that you’re serious, and, truth be told knew this was coming. Especially after what happened last night.” He walked over to a nearby bench and sat down. I followed him wishing I hadn’t done this to him. “I saw you with that Stephen guy, you may claim you don’t remember what happened but I know you do. I will always have these unexplainable feelings for you but, I like to see you happy then to see us together.” At this point I felt like a really shitty person.

“Michael,” I started to apologize but, form the look on his face I could tell that’s not what he wanted.
“You make sure you’re happy, and I’ll take care of me,” he smiled. At that moment my feelings towards Michael couldn’t have been any clearer. I loved him. Not in the same way I thought I had before, but more out of respect. He had just given me the answer I had been looking for. Stephen.

“Now,” he quickly stood up, “let’s get to class. I think you have skipped enough of them for the day.” I stood up my head clearing for the first time since I had met Stephen. It felt like nothing else seemed to matter anymore.

I hugged Michael. I tried to put everything I felt towards him into that one hug.

“Keith?” Stephen had caught sight of me as Michael and I broke apart. He rushed over to us.

“Stephen,” I said kissing his cheek. “Stephen, I want you to meet my roommate Michael.” Michael
extended his hand towards Stephen. Stephen took it coldly. He looked like he was trying to scare Michael off, which wasn’t an easy task. Michael had a good foot on both of us.

“Michael, this is my boyfriend, Stephen.” The words felt so right leaving my mouth that I actually had to smile. Stephen did a double take, trying to make sure he heard the words correctly, before he cracked a smile. He seemed to warm up considerably as he silently repeated the word;

“Boyfriend.”
 
That was a tense but insightful chapter. I have gained more respect for Michael as well. That said, I am happy the Keith has come to his senses about Stephen. (As is Stephen....lol) Keep it up, Applesauce.

Craiger
 
ok im sorry for waiting so long to continue but had quite a bit of drama in my life but im back
 
Well, it's about time....................j/k I'm so glad you're back and going to continue the story. I'm sorry you had some drama going on and I hope all is well for you now. I suppose life would be very boring if we didn't have a few ups and downs. The main thing is you are back, Applesauce.

Craiger
 
sorry guy i know its been a rally long time and this isnt the suprise i promised u but i figured i'd start out small.


Part 8
“Stephen, party after the show, back theatre.” I shouted as Michael and I rushed out of the dorm hall for our closing night. The acting students had been putting on our production of A Midsummer Night‘s Dream for the past week. I was playing Puck and Michael had the role of Lysander.
“I’ll l be there,” Stephen had been to every single one of the shows cheering us on and making the thespians happy with the $10 ticket cost every night. Tonight was no different. Every time I looked out to the audience Stephen sat there in the very first row, center seat, watching my every move. Being on stage was like second nature to me but, with Stephen there I felt the butterflies that usually come with a first show.
As the cast joined on stage for a final curtain I looked out to see the empty seat Stephen had just been occupying. I searched the rest of the crowd to see if he had moved to the exit. Nothing. I looked down the row of actors trying to catch Michael’s eye to see if he noticed the absence, Michael was too busy waving to the audience and accepting a bouquet of flowers from one of our friends. As the curtain fell and the lights on stage went dark I felt a hand slip into mine.
“Stephen?” I asked as the hand pulled me off stage. The owner of the hand didn’t say anything just lead me back to the green room back behind the stage.
As the light reached us I found the hand belonged to one of the last people I would have expected.
“Tony?” He turned to me keeping a fairly tight grip on my hand. I tried to pull my hand out of his but he held fast. “What are you doing?”
“Keith,” he smiled looking at our hands.
“Tony?” I asked again trying to pull my hand away again. “Is there something I can do for you?”
“Keith, I don’t know how to say this exactly,” he pulled me into the green room and sat me down on one of the couches, never letting go of my hand. “I really have to ask you something.” He didn’t go on.
“Tony, whatever it is you can ask me,” I said again trying to pull my hand away.
“Keith?!” a shout from the stage caught my attention.
“Never mind I will talk to you later,” Tony said letting go of my hand and standing up. I rushed from the room feeling slightly awkward because I was pretty sure he was watching me as I walked out.
“Where did you go?” Michael asked as we found each other in the darkness that was the stage.
“Just got a bit lost wandering around in the darkness,” I lied. For some reason I didn’t think he should know. “Come on,” I added, “Let’s go get dressed.”
“Really? I kinda like you in that skimpy fairy costume,” Michael joked leading me back to the dressing room.
After we had changed Michael and I headed back to the stage to find Stephen. He wasn’t there.
“Hey I’m gonna go check in the dorm for him u head on down to the party. I’ll meet you down there.” I told Michael when we had established Stephen was no longer in the theatre. As Michael made his way down the other theatre for the cast party I ran to the music dorm halls.
“Stephen?” I shouted knocking on his door. No answer. So I headed to my dorm room thinking maybe he headed back there so we could go to the party together. I unlocked the door thinking at the very least I could wash this makeup and glitter off, I was starting to feel like Ke$ha.
The first thing noticed was the music, and then it was the soft flicker of candle light coming from the over by one of the bed.
“Stephen?” I called. I jumped when the door closed behind me and I felt a pair of hands found their way around my waist. A soft kiss on the neck calmed my nerves. A hand slipped from my waist, up my shirt. They teased my nipples until they were hard. My penis began to grow and strain against my jeans. I could feel the bulge against my back begin to grow as well. As the one had circled one of my nipples the other one began to undo the buttons on my jeans.
I went to turn around but, the hand on my chest stopped me. “No peeking yet,” I heard Stephen’s voice say. He kissed my neck again as he allowed my pants to drop to the floor. I felt his feet step on the back of my shoes so stepped out of them. I lifted my arms as he pulled my shirt over my head.
I stood there dressed only in my thin boxers. Stephen pushed his body closer to mine. I felt his impressive member growing even bigger as he began to dry hump me. My own cock slid out of the opening in my boxers by itself.
“Well someone is excited,” Stephen whispered into my ear as he reached around and gripped the tool he had held multiple times before. He slowly began to stroke it slowly, paying close attention to the sensitive underside. I was so turned on by the way things were progressing. The mystery, the suspense, my boyfriend’s thick cock sliding up and down my ass crack teasing me it was all almost too much for me.
“I want you inside me.” I moaned reaching behind me grabbing a handful of those soft blonde locks.
“Not yet” he replied kissing my shoulder and rubbing his hand down my side. He spun me around kissing me passionately, his tongue probing the inside of my mouth. He lifted me by the ass and carried me to the bed.
“I love you,” he said once he had come up for air.
“I love you, too,” and I meant it. He stopped for a second and smiled at me. I smiled back, pulling him back in and kissed him like I had never before. He pulled at the elastic of my boxers pulling my rock hard penis free. I reached for his underwear and yanked the down almost ripping them in my haste. His cock sprang out and he pushed it against mine still kissing me. I wanted him so bad that second that I was ready to explode. He pulled the lube out of my bedside table and began to lube up his cock and my hungry hole, slipping a finger or two every so often. By time we were all lubed up my cock was so hard it hurt.
“Fuck me,” I whispered. He replied by sitting up and positioning his cock at the entrance to my hole. He started slow, first just the tip. I wanted him to pound me till I screamed but since this was my first time being bottom; I didn’t want to overdo it. I allowed him to take his time, silently screaming for more. Finally with one good thrust, he buried his entire tool in my ass. A loud moan escaped my lips. It took all my will power not to cum right there.
As he pounded away he made sure that I was not ignored. He stoked me in time with his trusts. It only took about three minutes before I gave up trying to hold it in. “I’m gonna cum.” I managed to say before the first stream of spunk landed on my chest. Stephen continued pounding and with every trust a stream of semen would land on my chest and stomach. he leaned over burying his cock deep inside me and began to lap up the cum that was beginning to cool. As he did he continued pounding away,
“I’m cumming.” He said a few seconds later, reaching between us to pull out his cock.
“No, cum inside me,” I moaned, not wanting him to pull out. I felt as every muscle in his body tensed, I felt as he shot his load deep inside me. Once he was finished we lay there his tool still inside me as it softened.
“Did you really mean it?” he asked breaking the silence finally.
“Mean what?” I asked already knowing what he meant.
“That you love me?”
“With all of my heart,” I replied kissing him.
Needless to say we never made it back to the cast party. We spent the rest o the night cuddled together kissing and making love until Michael stumbled in right before dawn.
 
Now that's what I like, romance. What a wonderfully written chapter, Applesauce. Such a comforting feeling, one that I was truly able to experience through Keith and Stephen in Room 203. Michael has been so good in his support for the two of them. Good work.

Craiger
 
wow what a story, pure perfection in my eyes.
He should ditch michael and stay with stephen forever!!
i wish i had someone like stephen, so cutee. :)
keep up the amazing work, and i look forward to the next chapter! :D

xx senben
 
What a great story ... full of excitement and real-life feelings. And the hot sex and romantic encounters are so awesome! Looking forward to more! ;)
 
Part 9​
I woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast. We managed to score one of the few rooms with a kitchen. As I stretched and yawned I looked across the bed room. I was alone. I climbed out of bed still naked form the night before, mine and Stephen’s clothes were lying in a pile at the foot of my bed.
“Morning babe,” Stephen’s voice came from the kitchen as I stood up to pull on a pair of underwear. He walked out holding a plate of pancakes and eggs, still naked. “Don’t even think about doing that,” he added indicating the briefs around my knees. I let them drop to the floor. He made his way back to the kitchen motioning for me to join him.
“Where is Michael?” I asked joining him at the makeshift table that is usually covered in papers and clothes.
“He had a meeting with one of his professors and then I paid him twenty buck to stay out for the next few hours,” he answered placing two plates on the table, one for him and one for me.
“Any particular reason u didn’t want him here?” I asked as Stephen served us both the food. He bent closer to me kissing me lightly on the lips and placing a hand on my exposed penis.
“I’m sure you can think of some reason.” He said pulling way. I caught his wrist pulling him back to me, slipping my tongue into his mouth.
“Not now I have been up all morning cooking this amazing breakfast for us and you are going to enjoy it,” he said trying to pull away. I caught his arm again and pulled him onto my lap. I began to kiss him again trying to put my hands on every inch of his body. My hands stopped at his beautiful stomach, toned and tight. My fingers followed the small line of hair that led from his bellybutton to the amazing cock that awaited my touch. As my hand slipped around his wonderful member a moan escaped his lips.
“I love you,” I whispered kissing his neck.
“I love you too,” he replied rubbing his tight firm butt against my groin. His ever y move sent a shiver up my body that was resounded by enlarging my tool. I pushed the chair out and pushed everything to the far side of the table. I pushed him onto the table and positioned myself between his legs. I grabbed his hard cock and was just about to place it in my mouth when a knock on the door ended it all.
“Damn it,” I whispered looking up at Stephen.
“You stay here I’ll answer it,” he giggled kissing my forehead and climbing off the table. I scooted over so whoever was at the door couldn’t see me as Stephen pulled on some pants. I watched as he opened the door.
“Oh, uh, hi.” The voice said.
“Hi, can I help you with something?” Stephen asked. I could see him looking at me out of the corner of his eye.
“I’m sorry I… I think I have to wrong room. Is Keith here?”
“Yea hold on,” Stephen said walking to the kitchen and pulling off his pants and handing them to me.
“Who is it?” I asked pulling on his jeans. He just shrugged. Once I had the pants on and I was certain no one could see my erection through the denim I walked to the door. I was surprised to see Tony standing in the hallway outside.
“Hey, Keith,” he looked nervous.
“Hey, what can I do for you?”I asked stepping out into the hallway and closing the door behind me, thinking it would give Stephen some time to get dressed.
“Who was that?” Tony asked. It almost sounded like he was accusing me of something. “I’m sorry, that sounded rude.” At least he apologized.
“No it’s okay, that’s Stephen, he’s my boyfriend.” That seemed to discourage him.
“Oh,” he sighed looking down at his feet. “Well anyway,” he added seeming to regain some confidence, “I was wondering if there was any way we could sit down somewhere and talk?” he asked eyeballing the door behind me.
“Um, actually Stephen and I were in the middle of breakfast, can it wait till later today?”
“I don’t think so. I’ve been trying to work up to this moment for days now, if I don’t do it now I probably never will.”
“Okay,” I was a confused as to what he wanted, “Just give me a second to go get dressed.” With a nod from Tony I opened the door and walked back inside.
“What was that about?” Stephen asked as soon as the door closed behind me.
“Um, I have to take a rain check on breakfast, Tony apparently really needs to talk to me,” I kissed him as I pulled on a shirt and my shoes.
“Okay, I’ll clean up here and I will see you after class?”
“Of course,” I kissed him again and was out the door.
Tony and I made our way down to square outside. He thought it was too crowded and asked if I knew anywhere were we could talk without being interrupted. I was beginning to worry what he need to talk to me about, but I still lead him to the theatre when I had had many private moments.
As soon as we walked in he laughed. “What?” I asked
“Nothing, just something I heard about this place,” I could tell there was something else.
“Okay, what did you need to talk to me about?” I really wanted to get back to my breakfast and that sausage that would probably be there still if I hurried. Tony didn’t say anything he just turned to me and stared. I allowed the silence to pass between us for a few moments; it wasn’t until he took a few steps closer to me. “Tony,” I said trying to step backwards but we were right next to a row of seats and it was either stand my ground or trip and embarrass and possibly hurt myself.
That’s when I wished I had tripped over the seats. Tony took one more step in and kissed me full on the lips. I tried to pull away but he persisted. He pushed until I was knocked over the row of seats. Luckily we hit the one with the broken hinge so it was opened. As he attempted to climb on top of me I managed to get my foot into his chest. I gave him a swift shove that knocked him onto his butt.
“What the hell dude?!” I shouted climbing out of the chair. I wiped my face as Tony pushed himself off the ground
“I’m so sorry” he tried managing to get to his feet.
“What the hell was that?!” I shouted.
“I’m sorry; I just figured that this was what you wanted,”
“Why would you think that?” I asked still furious trying to calm down.
“Well this is where you bring all of your guys, isn’t it?” the question caught me off guard. Of course it wasn’t. I’ve only been with two guys since I had been here, Michael and Stephen. But didn’t I fool around in this very room with both of them, not too far from when Tony and I stood now. Also both times I remember having an odd feeling that we were being watched. Some did turn a spot light on me and Michael.
“That was you wasn’t it, with the spotlight the first week here in school?” I would have felt like an idiot if it hadn’t been him but the look on his face confirmed what I had guessed.
“You don’t understand,” he started stepping closer.
“Stay back,” I shouted sliding around the seats the aisle. He was between me and the main exit but there was another way out through the fire exit behind the stage.
“I have had this crush since I saw you and your mom bringing your stuff in that first day, I don’t even understand it. I have never felt so strongly about a person before I even knew them. Then I saw you with Michael and I knew I had some competition. Then when you at the party with that Stephen guy I figured it was over between you and Michael. Then I saw the way you acted with him. I thought it was just because you were drunk. I tried to catch you after the show last night and you said I could ask you anything. Even after I saw Stephen in your room this morning I was way too worked up to give up.”
When he finally finished with his speech he seemed to be a bit heartbroken. Even though he had just tried to force himself on me I couldn’t help but to feel sorry for him
“Tony look,” I struggled to find the right words, “you are a great guy, really but, I am with Stephen, I love him. You don’t love me, it’s just that I’m here. It’s convenient.”
“I really do love…”
“No you don’t. You don’t know anything about me. You need to find someone that’s right for you, someone you can get to know.”
“I think I should go,” he said defeated. I stood in silence as he exited the room. I stood there for about ten minutes before I realized I was late for class.
After classes that day I rushed to Stephen’s room. He gets out of class about twenty minutes before me and always goes back to his room to wait for me. I had to knock a few times before his roommate answered the door.
“Is Stephen here?” I asked as his roommate, Justin, let me into the room.
“No he had to go talk to one of his professors about a test,” Justin answered. “You’re more than welcome to wait for him but I have another class I have to get to.” He grabbed is backpack and, with a small wave rushed out the door.
I didn’t have to wait long for Stephen to show up, I had barely sat on his bed when the door opened up and he walked in.
“Hey babe, I was just…” that’s all he got out before my lips met his, without breaking apart I lead him to his bed and began stripping him down. “Well, hello to you too,” he joked as I lifted his shirt above his head. I pulled mine off and started at his pants but, I just couldn’t bring myself to expose him.
“Stephen I have to ask you something,” I said still straddling him.
“Anything baby,” he had that smirk on his face, the one that can send me into a sex crazed frenzy. However, I was determined.
“What my favorite color?” I wasn’t sure if these kinds of things come up between us.
“Purple.” I was surprised that he knew this. I smiled and kissed him. “Anything else?” he smiled up at me.
“Full name?”
“Keith Phillip Stevens.” For that one I unbuttoned his pants.
“Birthday?”
“January 25,” I pulled his pants off and kicked them to the floor.
“Siblings?”
“Three,” I pulled off his boxers, “two sisters and a brother all older,” I unbuttoned my pants, “Keeley, Kelsey, and Kory, with a ‘k’” I pulled off my pants and my boxers. “Why all the questions?”
“Doesn’t matter, all that matters is that I love you and you love me,” I answered kissing him. It was at that moment that I realized I knew very little about the man I claimed to love.
 
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