One night, after we had returned from a party where we both struck out, Brian announced, 'Hey Dan, I have a surprise for you!' He reached into his footlocker and rummaged around for a minute or two before pulling out a porno magazine. We couldn't even get a phone number, much less a blow-job. We began going to fraternity parties together and tried desperately to pick up women. Our conversation trailed off and soon I went to bed. We hadn't been living together for that long yet and every time we changed clothes the other one would casually look away. I began thinking what Brian must look like naked. I would have fucked anything that moved at that point.
'What I wouldn't give right now for a tight, pink pussy,' he exclaimed one night while studying. I didn't really have many chances to jack-off anymore since I rarely had time to myself. School started and both Brian and I had to hit the books. Usually I felt ashamed after I came so I figured I would NEVER actually act on my thoughts. I masturbated a lot, sometimes imagining what it would be like to have sex with another guy, as well. I never had a serious girlfriend in highschool, so I never really had a chance to have sex.
'Yeah, I hope we can get along,' I said, smiling.
