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"I can't stand to fly I grab my duffle bag and head out the door of the Karate place, rejected. Well, not totally rejected but rejected in my quest to get to know him better. At least we'll get to work together for Karate lessons. Maybe I'm wrong and maybe he's really straight. I know I don't have the best gaydar, but even so, there was just something about him and that pegged him as being the same as me. He is damn cute though. Even if I don't have a snowballs chance in hell of being anything more than a Karate partner with him, it'll be enough to fuel plenty of jerk off fantasies. The city bus passes me as I head back to the dorms. It's a nice night out so I don't mind walking, plus it'll help keep me in shape for baseball season next spring. But come this winter, I'll be taking the bus from campus up to the studio that's for sure. The studio is pretty much northeast of the school. The school is located in a big city but it's on the outskirts, so it's more rural than the one right downtown. Most of the houses off campus are owned by the faculty or staff that are employed by the university. At least that's what the brochures say. I'm sure that not everyone lives right around campus. There have got to be some who live here who aren't associated with the school. It's definitely different living here than at home. Yeah, I didn't have to share a room at home, unlike my brothers did, but at the same time, this school probably has as many people in it as live in my hometown. There's definitely a lot more going on at night here too. Probably because it's a college area, but also cause it's a larger city. At home they seem to roll up the sidewalks at ten pm. I've managed to make a few friends here, but none like the ones I have at home. Although considering how my summer went, I'm not sure how many of those I've got left either. I couldn't stand hiding any more, you know, so I had to come out. I told my best friend Marc earlier in the year. He seemed cool with it. That was ok. It was telling my folks that was the problem. Maybe I shouldn't have done it, but I just couldn't stand it anymore. My parents didn't kick me out of the house, or hit me, but they didn't exactly preach acceptance either. A disappointment. That's what my mother called me. It's about all she said too. She left my father do most of the talking. Or maybe I should say yelling. And boy did he yell. I thought I knew all the slurs you could call a homosexual. I guess not. He had a few I'd never heard. As much as I want to tell my brothers, I'm glad they weren't around for that fiasco. And then Dad told me he'd have me arrested for child molestation if I did tell them. Like I'd do anything to them. That's just sick. They're my brothers, not sexual beings. Luckily Marc let me stay with him, and some of my other friends put me up too. They didn't ask too many questions. They know how tough my father can be, but I think they might have had some ideas. Maybe Marc said something, I don't know. As much as I hate hiding, I'm not going to go through this again. I'll not deny it if anyone comes out and asks me, but I'm not going to advertise it either. I've seen some fliers about GLSA, the Gay Lesbian Students Association. Maybe I'll check out one of their meetings. You never know, maybe Kevyn really is gay and he goes. It takes me about fifteen minutes to get back to campus. I pull out my student id and run it through the scanner to get in. I keep it out and flash it at the security guard at the desk. I can hear several different styles of music as I enter the main part of the building. Great, the elevator is out of order again. I guess it's up six flights of stairs. Like I need more of a workout. I start breaking a light sweat again as I get to the top of the stairs. I pull open the door and walk down the hall. I turn the doorknob to my dorm room before I take my keys out just in case my roommate is there. The door opens and my roommate is sitting on his bed watching tv. He looks at me and hits the mute button. "Hey bro, how was Karate?" "Not bad, for the first lesson. Should be fun." I toss my duffle bag down on the bed. "Any cute girls in the class?" "Yeah, a few." Not that I'm interested in them, but I'm not going to tell Keith that. "Hit on any of them?" "No, it's only the first class. Besides, that's not my style. I have to get to know them first." "Nah man, you hit on them now, before they've learned Karate. That way they'll just reject you, not reject you and take you out with one move." "Thanks, asswipe, your confidence in my wit and charm is overwhelming." He grins at me. "You're welcome." I start getting undressed. "I'm gonna take a shower before hitting the books." Keith pinches his nose with his hand. "Good, I was going to say something if you just started studying. P-U!" I throw my sweaty shirt at him. "Ha ha." I finish getting undressed and wrap my towel around my waist. I grab my bag of toiletries and head off to the shower. |