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University in New York City

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University In New York City​

I go to university in New York City and if there's one thing I've learned from coming here from Illinois is that you can be whoever you want here, and I learned exactly how to do that.

Now I know who I am. I was born in Chicago, raised in a small neighborhood, got good grades, never was in big trouble, a varsity athlete, school role model, and just the all around good person exactly who I wanted to be.

Yet soon I realized once I started my studies in New York University, right in the heart of New York City, where over 8 million lay residence I could be a different person with every single one of them. Sure I had my close friends who I could be myself around...but being free in a city like NYC just made me realize all the freedom I really had.

Back at home I had always been somewhat attractive but never really into hooking up with girls (or guys) but would rather focus on having a good time. I was curious all throughout high school. I had sex with several girls and never had any experiences with guys. I realized that I stopped being so into girls and became hard at even the slightest mention of man since I was soo curious.

Which is why when I met Gabriel I knew exactly what I wanted and the type of person who would get it.


I met Gabriel at my first class of sophomore year in "The Business Structure of the Music Industry." I hadn't taken this required class yet for our major Music Business and Gabriel was a transfer from University of Miami Florida. He was straight from Miami and boy did he look the part! He was a hot Latino man with dark hair, dark eyes, and caramel skin. He worked out a lot, we eventually became gym buddies, and it was very apparent he was proud of his body. He had great big pecs, a solid six pack, and big arms that I loved to stare at when he wore muscle shirts in the summer. I wanted him bad and I wanted to figure out how to get him.


I've always been a little mischievous and would always trick my family if I stayed out late or did something bad, and could always turn my friends back to my side so I wasn't a surprise to me that I was going to try and trick Gabriel. At this point in late September of our year, Gabe hadn't told me anything about his sexuality. No past girlfriends, no past boyfriends, no first kiss stories, no mention on how far he had gone, no conversations about sex, nothing. The only thing I knew was that he was single. I would try and watch him if an attractive girl came by or an attractive guy came by but nothing. The only hint I possibly had was that I noticed him looking my way when I just happened to have problems pulling my speedo over my bubble butt when getting ready for a swim workout with him. Which is why I decided to go for it

MORE COMING SOON!
please comment and tell me what you think!
 
this looks like an interesting story and I hope you continue with it. kinda funny that you always get what you want. interesting.
 
Re: University in New York City

Very nice start. Would definitely like to see more. By the way, to help get into the story more, what do these guys look like?
 
Re: College in New York City

PART II​

I knew how I would test Gabriel to see if he was going to be into what I wanted to do with him, I just didn't know when.

Eventually I realized I had a chance 2 months into our sophomore year at New York University. As I mentioned earlier Gabe and I eventually became work out partners. Boy did I love that part of our friendship. Gabe loved to work up a sweat, especially on the treadmill...and there were many positives that came along with this. Usually Gabe wore a muscle t-shirt since he said it kept him cool while running...I think it was so he could show off his arms. He had big arms, not too big, but big enough so that you could see the obvious definition in them. Sometimes seeing him lift his arms up, exposing his hot arm pits, it was soo tempting to just take him and lick them all over.

As well another plus to his love of running was the shorts he wore. He wore short shorts that no one else could have pulled off as well as him. It showed off his tone legs and calf muscles to perfection but also hugged his ass beautifully. I've always though Latinos had the best asses and Gabe was no exception! It was big, round, and always gave me a semi hard-on when he bent over to pick up weights or do curls. It was the part of him I wanted most (I love hot butts) and it took all my control not to just pull his shorts down and bury my face in that ass. Eventually I thought of a way to get to it though.


Sometimes after working out, Gabriel would invite me back to his room to hang out a little. All the dorms at New York University were private in apartment styles with two rooms and a common area. Gabe had the best dorm where there was a lot of room. I decided to make my move on a Saturday since one of his suite mates, who shared the room with him, went home every weekend since he lived just outside NYC, and the other two had girlfriends who they usually went out with on Saturday evenings. This would mean I had a good chance that I would be alone with my Latin fantasy and I'd try my best to expose that beautiful butt that had been tempting me for so long.
 
Nik2 said:
NYU just might be the gayest school around.
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is it really?

from what i've heard is that this is the sex ratio: 66% female, 33% male...and of those 33% half of them are gay. does that sound right?
 
PART III​

I had my plan ready but it required me to make a couple preparations. I decided to get a gay porn magazine and get Gabriel to see it so I could see if he responded well. I figured it New York City it wouldn't be hard to get some porn, and I was 19, despite the fact I look much younger than I actually am, so my plan could be pulled off with easy success.

I found a porno shop that sold straight and gay porn just six subway stops from my area. I had on a tight white t-shirt that could show off my developed chest and pecs as well as my arms. Additionally the white shirt could show off my tanned skin that I had still remenants of from the summer. I wore some too-small mesh shorts that could show off my buldge (I have big round balls and nice flacid cock on top) which always sticks out when I wear these types of shorts. I though I had to look good in case there was anyone else in there who was as horny as I was.

The place looked normal enough once I got there and I browsed a little around the straight and gay sections to check out who was there. No one too interesting. A muscular guy and his blonde girlfriend both wearing matching bandanas (his as a headband, hers as a shirt), an older skinny man in a suit and tie...and then I found someone interesting!

I GOTTA GO NOW...MORE COMING LATER!
 
PART IV​

There he was a beautiful blond hunk with me in a porno shop of all places! He was great looking in a soccer uniform looking a bit tired out. He had a great head of blond hair, tanned skin, awesome legs that were obviously getting a lot of work from soccer, and good muscle in his arms from what I saw. He was at the in between point from the straight to gay videos and was currently looking at the straight videos. I was unaware that I was staring at him (hoping he'd make the move to the next section of videos with hot men all over the covers) when he looked my way which forced to quickly look away. Wow, stupid.

I made a big circle around the gay videos til I got to the magazines and looked through a couple until I found one that I thought was the hottest. The full page blond muscular hunk in a jock strap and the opposite page having four different photos of him and his just as hot brunette partner sucking, fucking, and rimming each other was enough to give me a boner right there in the store if I didn't close it right away. I got in the line for the cash register with my blond hottie still at the same place which of course had to be right next to the register.

It was my turn and since I look much younger and innocent than I am, the cashier asked for ID. Not even thinking about this situation, I realized my plan would have to wait. My shorts didn't have any pockets in them so I tucked my twenty dollar bill in my socks since I was not going to carry my wallet around New York City unguarded. All I had was a cell phone and my money and I was about to leave my magazine until the voice behind me spoke up.

"It's actually for me, I'm buying it" I looked around and saw my blonde hunk with a slight smile on his face pushing his 2 videos and magazine on the counter. I couldn't tell what he was buying since 1) I was shocked at what he said 2) All this material was face down but I did see a muscular guy out of the corner of my eye...but you see muscular guys in all types of porn, so that information was useless.

"Are you sure??"

"C'mon I said it was for me and that I'm buying it." And me never looking to spend more than I have to replied, "All right man..." trying to hand him my money below the counter and him shoving it away.

Going outside the shop I told my good-looking savior, "Hey thanks man. You really didn't have to do that."
"No problem, you looked like you really needed that. What'd we buy here anyway?" As he pulled out my magazine.

"Ha, its actually not for me its a surprise for a friend" I told him honestly (it really wasn't for me hehe).
"Hm all right whatever you say dude." He told me with a smile handing me my merchandise. "You a student?"

"Yeah I'm here at NYU" I responded.

"Really? Me too, I play soccer here if you couldn't tell. I'm in the business school."

"Awesome. Yeah I'm here for Music Business."

"Neat, well I gotta get home and I live at 3rd North [one of the farthest dorms from the NYU "campus"]. I'm guessing you're not going my way."

"No," I told my new friend as much as I wanted to follow him there was a plan to be put into action, "I'm closer...but maybe I'll see you around?"

"Yeah maybe, see you"

And I walked away wondering if I would see a hotter soccer player at New York University and then my thoughts got even more wondrous as I thought about what would happen if my plan worked.

MORE SOON
please comment, the more comments the faster I write the next part!
 
Wow, it is interesting to get into your head and see how you execute the chase...:D not being a chaser myself...
 
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