Some Like It Hot

Jarrett sat down at his desk, relieved that the first day of classes were over. He looked over the left-side, his side, of the dorm room. His bed was neatly made. His books and some food products were carefully spaced on the shelves above. His desk was clear except for his laptop. He had gotten some green paper from the floor’s resident assistant to cover his bulletin board. So far he had posted his class schedule and a calendar.

Then, Jarrett looked over to AJ’s side of the room. His bed was unmade; just a top sheet was crumbled at its foot. The shelves were somehow already littered with items, as well as his desk.
It wasn’t quite what Jarrett had expected, but as long as his roommate kept to his side of the room he wasn’t too worried.

It wasn’t long before AJ came back from his last class of the day.

“It--,” AJ emphasized, “is – so –HOT!”

Jarrett laughed, his bright white teeth where highlighted by his smooth, black skin. One thing the dorms lacked was air conditioning.

Jarrett also considered AJ’s build probably didn’t help. While Jarrett was fairly thin and average height, AJ was a little taller, and definitely thicker, like a rugby player.

By the time Jarrett looked over at AJ, he was already stripping.

“It is SO hot,” AJ underscored. AJ’s shirt was already on the floor and his pants were next to follow.

Jarrett looked away, startled at the fact AJ was not wearing any underwear.

AJ turned his head towards Jarrett, “Don’t let my ass stop you from your work.”

Jarrett looked back, making eye contact, somehow AJ always seemed playful.

“It’s just so pale,” Jarrett defended.

“Hey,” AJ said, almost serious, “That’s not fair – I’m white.”

Jarrett couldn’t help but laugh, as AJ jumped on to his bed and sprawled out. His open legs exposed his limp dick and well-hung sack.

“Dude,” Jarrett said as if to alert AJ of the obvious.

Glancing up at the ceiling, AJ countered with, “It’s so hot!”

“It’s eighty-two,” Jarrett informed, “It’s not that bad.”

“Maybe not in Africa,” AJ commented gleefully.

Jarrett laughed, “Whatever.”

****

Jarrett had continued to do some school work, while AJ did some reading, still lying on his bed. After a while, AJ got up and said, “Dinner.”

Jarrett looked up briefly before looking back to the paragraph he was working on.

“You’re coming,” AJ notified.

“Oh,” Jarrett said, kind of glad AJ had insisted. AJ threw on a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt. He was putting on his shoes, when Jarrett interrupted, “You’re not going to wear anything under the shorts?”

AJ looked up, “It – is –”

Jarrett interrupted, “so hot, I got it.” And with a smile, the two went to dinner.

***

At dinner, AJ and Jarrett talked about their families and then about high school.

“Are you two still dating?” Jarrett asked about AJ’s prom date.

“No,” AJ responded, “We knew we were going to separate colleges…I don’t think either of us wanted a long distance relationship. How about you?”

“Well,” Jarrett paused, “She was more of a friend…I mean we went as friends.”

“So,” AJ continued, as he scooped up another spoon-full of mashed potatoes, “she couldn’t help a guy out a little on his prom night?”

Jarrett let out an uneasy laugh. Then he took a deep breath, “I wasn’t too interested in that, since I’m gay.”

AJ looked up, and yet continued eating, “Gay? Are you sure?”

Jarrett just starred, unsure if AJ was joking.

“You don’t seem very gay,” AJ added.

Jarrett smiled, “Yeah, I’m pretty sure.”

“If you’re making this up so that I’ll wear underwear in the dorm, it’s not going to work,” AJ informed, “remember, the first time we met you said I could do whatever I want on my side of the room.”

Jarrett had to laugh. “I’m not making it up. But I think I am regretting ever saying that.”

AJ smiled as he ate.

***

Jarrett read over the lab instructions…apparently college Chem was a little bit tougher than high school.

“This is impossible,” his lap partner, Justin chimed in.

Jarrett glanced over at him. Justin was tall and lanky; he was a skater-type. “It will be okay,” Jarrett coaxed, “lets just go through it step-by-step.”

“Man,” Justin complained, “I don’t get any of this.”

After 40 minutes of trying to get Justin on board, Jarrett gave up.

“Actually, it looks about done,” Jarrett began, “I can finish it up.”

“Thank God,” Justin sighed, “That was painful.” And off he went.

Jarrett finished up the last reaction, and bent down to scribble some notes. When he stood up, a pretty blond girl was smiling at him.

“Hi, I’m Courtney,” she offered.

“I’m Jarrett.”

“I know this is a little weird, but is that your notebook?” She asked, pointing to a blue notebook next to him.

“Yeah,” Jarrett confirmed.

Courtney opened it up to the only entry, notes from their first lecture.

“I sat behind you in lecture,” Courtney began, looking over the notes. “I couldn’t help but notice your notes. I can’t believe how well you can summarize during the lecture. I always have to go back to my dorm and re-write.”

Jarrett smiled. He had gotten complements on his notes from teachers in high school, but never like this, and never from a student.

“And these little descriptions of what the professor emphasizes…these are great,” Courtney continued.

“Yeah, my side notes,” Jarrett added.

“Side notes?” Courtney smiled, “You have a name for them?”

Jarrett laughed, “Yeah.”

“I was thinking,” Courtney said, putting down the notebook, “We should study together…maybe like once a week, just to stay on-top of things?”

“Yeah,” Jarrett agreed, “that sounds good.”

“Great,” Courtney said, “I don’t know about you, but I opted against asking my assigned lap partner.”

“Ha,” Jarrett said, “yeah, I’ll pass on that.”

“Mine might be smart,” Courtney described, “It would be easier to judge if he would have looked at the sheet instead of my breasts.”

Jarrett, laughed, as he quickly glanced down at Courtney’s larger-than-normal chest, “Luckily, I didn’t have that problem with Justin.”

Lauren laughed, “Here, let me help you clean up the lap.”

***

Jarrett walked in his dorm, to find AJ talking with two friends.

“Perfect timing,” AJ said, “This is Dom…” Dom was slightly taller than Jarrett, mixed race with soft, brown skin. And very built. “And this is Mich.” Mich was around 6’3, easily the tallest of them. He was white and thin.

The two greeted Jarrett, and AJ continued, “We’re going to play some friendly two-on-two…but we need a forth.”

“Why not?” Jarrett asked himself. “Sure,” he said, as AJ smiled.

“Glad to have you,” Dom said, smacking him in the arm.

“Me and Dom, against AJ and Jarrett,” Mich instructed as the four headed out to the court.

Mich and Dom were probably the best two players, so the teams were lopsided. It became clear quickly that Mich and Dom were going to win, but AJ and Jarrett kept calm and kept it interesting. Somehow, even with a decent lead, Mich got worked up every time AJ or Jarrett made some progress.

“Fuck!” Mich exclaimed, after a basket from Jarrett, “Un-fucking-believable!” Mich’s face was turning red, “That should have been blocked.” Mich had been covering Jarrett, so it was unclear who he was angry at. Jarrett noticed that neither Dom nor AJ seemed the least phased by Mich’s outbursts.

Midway through the game, they switched coverage, so that Dom was covering Jarrett. Jarrett dribbled toward the middle of the court, as Dom came up behind him. Dom hit into him, pressing his pelvis into Jarrett’s butt and his chest against Jarrett’s back.

Jarrett noted the feeling of Dom’s firm body as it pressed against him, for just a moment, he felt overwhelmingly secure.

As the feeling left, Jarrett focused to see AJ looking annoyed…Dom had completely stolen the ball from him.

Before long, the game had ended.

“Good game,” Dom stated, as the four headed to the side of the court.

“You too,” AJ offered.

“That last basket was fucking weak,” Mich stated, referring to one AJ had made.

AJ just smiled, as he sat down, spraying some water onto his face.

“So you guys should come out with Mich and me on Saturday,” Dom offered, “There’s this fraternity I’m trying to get into; they’re having a big party. Just come and chill.”

“Sounds good to me,” AJ agreed.

Dom looked over to Jarrett. Jarrett watched a bead of sweat run down Dom’s chiseled face. “Sounds fun.”

***

A day had passed, as AJ walked down the hall, sweat rolling down his face. “It was way too hot for basketball,” he thought to himself.

AJ pushed open the door and walked into the room, putting the basketball down near his desk. But he couldn’t help but notice Jarrett jump when he came in the room.

“Whatcha doing?” AJ asked as he quickly moved behind Jarrett’s desk chair.

Jarrett sat frozen…in complete silence, as AJ stood behind him and a paused gay porn movie shown on his laptop. Jarrett didn’t know what to say, one question kept streaming through his mind,
“Why didn’t I lock the door?”

“Well,” AJ questioned, “Are you going to hit play or what?”

Jarrett unfroze as relief rushed over him. He quickly hit play, almost rushing to appease AJ. But he couldn’t help but feel confused; after all he was fairly certain that AJ was straight.

The porn played for a few seconds, which seemed much longer, and then Jarrett got a second shock. AJ’s hand moved in to rub his crotch. Jarrett had on black, baggy shorts and boxers underneath. But AJ’s strong hand was actually grabbing at his dick. He didn’t know what to say.

“What are you doing?” Jarrett finally asked.

“Does it feel good?” AJ asked.

“Yeah,” Jarrett replied meekly, before silence set back in.

Against Jarrett’s objections, his dick was becoming pretty stiff, as AJ rubbed.

“This porn is missing something,” AJ commented.

“Pussy?” Jarrett said, hoping AJ was in his typical light-hearted mood.

“That’s it!” AJ exclaimed, as if he had just realized it.

Then AJ wrapped his hand around Jarrett’s dick, and through the shorts, gave Jarrett a couple of strong jerks. Jarrett sat up straight and desperately held back from moaning.

Then AJ simply let go, and walked away towards his desk.

Jarrett leaned back in his chair, and glanced over at AJ. There was definitely an outline in his shorts.

Jarrett couldn’t help himself, “Looks like you enjoyed it too?”

AJ sat down at his desk, “Yeah,” he said, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen bad porn.”

***

AJ and Jarrett walked along the street, returning to their dorm from the campus bookstore. A few more days had gone by, and their first college week was finally behind them.

“I can’t believe how expensive books are,” Jarrett was saying.

“No kidding,” AJ agreed.

“Dinner?” Jarrett asked.

“Can’t,” AJ answered, “I have practice.”

Jarrett looked over at AJ, “Practice for what?”

“I joined an intramural basketball league. You know, you should definitely join.”

“Thanks for the confidence,” Jarrett said, “but I don’t want to do too much the first semester. I want to see how my classes go.”

“I thought you’d say that,” AJ said, “I’ll see you back at the dorm.” With that AJ gave Jarrett a smack on the ass and the two parted ways.