The Amtrack ride is how Joe and I met. We were living in dorms and disliked our roommates. I with my fathers help got a condo which we will sell after I graduate to get back all the money. Joe moved in to help cut expenses. I live on the south side of Chicago and Joe live of the northside of the City.
He ask for an inventory of Christmas presents. Before I can answer he informs me the nine hundred dollar Cappuccino machine is his and for his use only. He will make me one for me at the roommate price of three dollars and I provide my own cup. Joe jokes that his parents got a new truck, so he get's the old one. His little brother got the one he was driving.
I pull out an envelope of five gift cards at fifty bucks each. Applebee's, JCPenney's, Target, Walmart, Best Buy. Mom, dad, 2 sets of grandparents and my big brother. I gave out five Olive Garden gift cards. Everyone spends two hundred and fifty and gets two hundred and fifty back in gift cards. It is not about the gifts it is about spending time with family. The fact that my father was paying all my expenses at college was a middleclass miracle and belonging to a credit union made the difference. College with no student loans, was the whole point. Dad says he was just a piece of paper.
My dad was a butcher, my uncle and his wife ran a convenance store portion and my mother ran the deli. The family business supported us all, along with ten employees. My big brother Ricky (short for Richard) was four years older and going to be a cop, he had graduated last year with a degree in criminal justice. He moved back home right when I was leaving for college. He was waiting to start officer training school.
I am Bobby short for Robert was hoping to be an accountant. I was doing the books and payroll using accounting software and turning over to a CPA to file the taxes.
Christmas at our house went off without a hitch. Mick and I had a great time together hitting our local hot spots. Running into friends I had not seen in months. He was working with my dad in the butcher shop. My week home for the holidays and us acting like we were back in high school. Despite being separated for the last four years. We were once again the Miller Brothers , Ricky and Bobby. It was no longer Ricky and his little brother.
Being back on campus felt weird. All this time I thought I was getting a degree to save the family business from paying a CPA. I had all intention of being a butcher just like my father. For the first time my parents implied I should have my own Accounting practice, and they would be one of many customers. My fathers point I could work twenty years as an accountant before he and my mother would be ready to retire. At that point they would deiced what to do with the business.
Classes start and Joe and I get busy lost in a routine of classes homework sleep, and very little social life. Two weeks later my brother drives down for a visit and a conversation. He finally got accepted and starts training in one month. I walk in after class to find joe and him in deep conversation. In the thirty minutes they had to get to know each other. My brother got Joe to admit he has done gay stuff before with a cousin and his brother. Information I was clueless about, and I had known him for over six months.
My question was why are we talking about guys doing gays stuff? My brother admits he has a gay friend so is hitting on him and he was thinking about it checking it out. Then we discuss the fact we got more action in high school from girls. My brother is sleeping on our couch. I crash around midnight. Turns out Joe and my brother crashed in his bed. As I head to the coffee pot I see the two naked men spooning each other. The look on their faces when they joined me the kitchen was priceless.
Joe for what ever reason plays the girl for his first time ever. My brother and him went all the way as far as gay stuff goes. The take away, they plan on doing it again, and again. Both admitting they could be gay with a guy for the rest of their lives. I was thinking as a straight man that has never really thought about gay stuff I was blow away. Two perfectly normal straight dudes decide to fool around and realize this is better than nothing, better that waiting for some something else. It also totally hot, extremely physical, and felt super good too.
Needless to say it was Saturday and the only thing that they had to do was more gay stuff. I am freaking over my roommate. He seems to think my brother is the best Christmas present ever. Just what it took for him to come out of the closet and go all the way to gay. I had to leave, and went to Starbuck's for a coffee. I return an hour and a half just to hear them climax. My brother spend another night with a promise to hold the noise down. It really did not matter. I had a dream they joined me in my bedroom for a three way.
Ricky leaves with clear intentions of checking out his gay friend back at home. Joe my roommate is extremely depressed asking now what happens. The following weekend we go to a gay bar to help hook him up with a gay guy. While we had a blast dancing and met a lot of people. Joe was too paranoid to ask anyone to dance, and everyone treated us like a couple. I was ready to go home and suggested he might have better luck without me there.
I walk back home and after four beers I pass out on my bed in my underwear. Thirty minutes later I was dreaming about gay stuff with Joe. What made things worse was he comes in my room and and starts actually doing what he was doing in my dream. OMG, I wake up to my first official gay sex act, and realize this was no longer a dream. Second it was real and nothing like what Becky Miller did my senior year in high school. Third I was past the point of no return, this gay stuff was over as fast as it started.
While I was admittedly grateful I was also freaked out. I said he could sleep in my bed as long as he kept to his side. I was not ready to cuddle with a guy. Saturday morning I woke up spooning with him and decanally ready to do it again. Which Joe did. All morning long I am repeating in my head. That does not make me gay just desperate. I get a call from Ricky who did gay stuff with a cop friend of his last night. He is ready to come out as gay to our parents. I find out the guy was Jimmy a friend of his from high school who my parents know. He did four years in the military and became a cop six months ago.
I tell Ricky about Joe and me and he freaks explain we both can't be gay. Mom and dad want grand children. I try to explain it doesn't make me gay, just extremely horny and weak.
I also claim it does mean it will happen again. I spend the next two weeks looking for a girlfriend that would do that. While tell Joe no bro you can't, we can't. Like I said I lasted two weeks and three beers. We did it again while I watched straight porn.
I finally meet Julie and explain my situation. I explain I don't want to be gay but that is the only offers I get. She volunteered to get down and dirty with me. My roommate panics that he is doom to be gay and alone. It's all my fault for introducing him to my brother. Thank God Ricky and his new boyfriend show up the following weekend. They take Joe out and help him meet gay guys and get him laid.
Finally by spring break we all had a significant other and were getting sex on a regular basis. That was the whole issue in the first place. It took my brother four years longer to figure it out. As freshman in college Joe and I were way ahead of our counterparts. We were getting some every weekend. Julie and I lasted almost two years before she transfer to a different college to get away from getting more serious. The son of a butcher was not her parents idea. I would end up finishing college single. Just to hook up again with Becky Miller from high school. She too learned a lot at college and everyone gets better with practice.
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