At The Park - Story Time Blog

He was in a room two doors down.

I see him reading a lot all over campus.

And in his room in his underwear.

Rubbing his beard, the need to shave.

Right there in front of the door.

You can help but notice and question.

Is it for the reason, I think it is?

Ten minutes later I was in the same position.

In my room, but I had clothes on.

Then he shows up at my door.

He put basketball shorts on.

But lost the underwear.

Frisbee in hand he asks.

Want to race to the park

And throw this around?

Surprise does he knows I run?

I reply Sounds like fun.

The park is two blocks over to the north.

Takes us three minutes to get.

With no underwear everything is swinging.

A bad throw sends me into the bushes.

He shows up slightly exposed.

And asks if I do gay stuff.

I say. Not yet, but give me a minute.

At The Park - Story Time Blog