I crossed the hall and went right for the stairs, wishing as I did that I had remembered to pick up a coat to wear on top of my sweater. “Hey, sis,” I said, talking as I walked, reaching out to push through the big double doors that led down to the stairwell.
“Keaton,” she said. Her voice was soft and quiet like she was trying not to be overheard. “Did you make it to college okay?”
“Yeah, I made it,” I muttered, starting to jog down the stairs toward the ground floor. “And you’re not going to believe who my new roommate is.”
Olly
I watched Keaton leave the room. I heaved a deep sigh as soon as he was truly gone. I got up to close the door behind him. I didn’t want people looking in and staring at me.
I had been looking forward to the socializing part of college. Only now, I didn’t feel like I wanted to get to know anyone.
I should have known Keaton would react like that. That he would want to get away from me as quickly as possible. It’s not like we had an amazing track record back in high school.
Alright. It’s not likeIhad an amazing track record. I know none of it was his fault. It was all me.
I thought this would be a chance to start making up for it. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him since I left his high school. I thought I could take this chance to fix what was done to him. What I did.
As soon as I heard he was coming here I felt it. A protective urge. An instinct that I had to see him again. I had to stop anything bad happening this time. I had to be his protector because I couldn’t be before.
Now it looked like I might not even get that far.
I glanced around at my side of the room. It seemed bare. I hadn’t even thought about getting new sheets. No one had told me to, either. It wasn’t my family’s fault. I was the first one to go to college.
I had to make sure I didn’t fuck this up. They were all relying on me. If I didn’t make it in football, I needed a backup. Something that could help me support my family either way.
I scratched my head and tried to think of something to do.
I hadn’t quite unpacked everything. I’d told him I was okay with him being gay. I was. But for some reason, I still found myself kind of shy about unpacking my underwear with him watching.
I finished off the last parts of my unpacking and set my body wash on the dresser. That way, I could grab it when it was time to shower.
And I was done.
I bit my lip, wandering over to the window. I pushed the blinds up a little so I could look out. He was down there – Keaton. He was hugging his arms around himself. It was dark, but I could see him pretty well in the campus lights.
I looked over to his closet. There was a coat hanging there. I could take it to him…
But he was talking to his sister. When he took his phone, he had sounded tense. Something was going on there. I didn’t know what. I could assume that there was some friction in his family, though. After what the guys on the team told me, I wouldn’t be surprised if there was big trouble at home.
Keaton Dunbar, coming out like that. Everyone at school had been shocked. I was, too. It made me look at him different. I realized a lot of things I’d made fun of him for must have been part of it. Like how he never wanted to get undressed in the locker room. We always teased him for being shy. Some of the guys even joked about him and used the f-word back then. Not me. But I was probably guilty by association.
I never stopped them.
I sighed and looked around one more time. I had no intention of moving out, no matter what Keaton said. I just had to convince him. I had to make him see that I was different. I had to show him that I could be useful to him. Then he would let me stay. Let me be near him.
Not that I had any clue where to start with doing that.
I grabbed my body wash and headed for the showers down the hall. I figured that getting clean would at least take care of one of my needs. That might leave me clearer-headed for dealing with everything else.
I made it to the showers and chose a cubicle. They were clean. That was a relief. Then again, it might not last all year.
The room was deserted. There was no one else around. I figured most people might have showered at home. Or got here on time and showered right away. I was late thanks to the shitty stupid rental car I had to drive halfway across the country. Still, I was here. And it was kind of nice to get the showers to myself. Having spent half my school life on a football team, I wasn’t exactly used to it.
I stripped down fast and got under the water. It was hot. I wasn’t sure if I’d expected that. Things weren’t going to be so bad here. A hot shower and a warm bed. That was kind of all I really needed. Some decent food in the cafeteria would be a bonus.
That and a good team to play for. And I definitely knew this college had that.
I soaped myself up rapidly. I paused to tug at my cock and get it clean. I only meant it to be a cursory movement. Somehow, though, my hand lingered.
