Wilson was alone in his dorm room, like always, on Friday night. He spent most of his weekends either studying, playing video games or reading. He really wasn't a social person. The only time he really interacted with people outside of class and online was when he tutored other students. He was never really comfortable doing it, started but after one of his professors kept sending him students to help.
Now he was the most sought after English tutors on campus, and the most reclusive. Wilson is shy and not like the other Gay guys. He didn't have that six pack or perfect skin. Wilson was the definition of geek with glasses, jet black hair he kept combed to the side and he wore superhero graphic tees over his average body.
He was just about to lay in bed and read, his typical Friday night, when there was a knock on his door. Wilson slowly opened the door and peaked out to see Alester and Brad standing in his doorway. He had been tutoring them for the past month in English. They were two of the most beautiful people Wilson had ever seen.
Alester was tall and toned with that vein running down his bicep. His skin was olive brown that went with his short blond hair. He was basically a life size Ken that was anatomically correct. Brad was more the muscle man with bulging biceps and his black spiked hair. His skin barely saw the touch of sun, but he wasn't pale.
"Hey guys." Wilson stammered, staring at the two gorgeous men in his doorway. "Can I help you?"
The two looked to each other then back at Wilson. "We just got our English test back today and we both aced it thanks to you." Alester put his hand on the door, pushing it slightly more open. "We just wanted to come over and tell you how much we appreciated you and your tutoring. Do you mind if we come in?"
"Um, yeah, I mean no, I mean sure come in." Wilson stepped away from the door to let his guests in. He never had guests to his room. When he tutored it was at the library. Wilson wasn't sure what to do, whether he should offer them something to drink or eat or a seat. "I, uh, don't have much to offer..."
"Yes, you do." Brad nudged Alester. "We came to hang out with you man." The two men moved past Wilson to sit on his bed, sitting so the only space for Wilson on the bed was between them. When Wilson moved toward his desk chair, Brad redirected him by tapping the open space on the bed and saying, "Come sit by me, man."
Wilson sucked on his lower lip in contemplation. Both of the guys had been touchy feely during their tutoring sessions. While he liked them touching him, he also had mixed feelings about it. He sometimes felt like they were hitting on him, but reasoned that thought away. They were pretty and popular. He was, well, Wilson.
Wilson gave into their pleading eyes and sat between the two guys, trying to make himself as small as possible. "We really appreciated you helping us with our English class." Alester said, putting his hand on Wilson's knee. "You really are a great guy for not treating us like a dumb jock and an air head."
"We get that a lot." Brad put his arm around Wilson and pulled him against his body. "That was really totally awesome of you." Wilson said nothing. His heart was racing. He wasn't sure of what to do. Should he move away, lean in? This was all foreign territory for him. "That really is a sexy quality."
Alester squeezed Wilson's knee. "Wilson, you're the first guy on campus that looked at us for us instead of our bodies." Alester moved closer, pressing his leg to Wilson's. "We understand if you're not interested in us, but we'd, um..." Alester blushed. "Would you consider dating us? The both of us that is?"
Wilson was dumbfounded. "I, uh, um." Never in his wildest dreams did he think either of these guys would want him, let alone both of them. He was sure he was dreaming. This was some vivid dream he was having and he'd wake up horny with his cock pointing up toward the sky. "You guys are messing with me, right?"
Alester cupped Wilson's chin and brought his head around to him. "Does this look like we're messing with you?" Wilson closed his eyes, mesmerized by Alester's soft tone and sweet beauty. Alester's lips touched his. Wilson parted his lips. Alester slipped his tongue in, exploring Wilson's mouth.
Brad, not wanting to be left out, began softly sucking on Wilson's tender neck. Two sets of hands moved up the front and back of Wilson's shirt. Alester's hands were smooth and soft contrasted by Brad's rough and calloused ones. Both hands explored Wilson's body, finding his nipples to play with.
Wilson couldn't believe this was happening. Of course he beat off to fantasies of him with these guys, and now they were here kissing and touching him. He tried to let go of inhibitions, but couldn't. His body was as rigid and stiff as his cock. These guys with their beauty, muscles and perfect bodies intimidated him.
"Is there something wrong?" Alester asked softly, his forehead pressed to Wilson's. "Don't you like us?" Wilson struggled for the words. "Do you just want one of us and not the other? It's okay if you do." Alester stuck his tongue out and traced Wilson's lips. "It was selfish of us to think that we could share you."
"Can I at least have a kiss before you decide anything?" Brad's words brought Wilson's attention to him. Brad was staring at Wilson with big round puppy dog eyes that brought a smile to Wilson's mouth. He leaned into Brad, kissing the gentle giant. He grew bold, running his hand through Brad's hair and messing up his perfectly spiked hair.
Wilson pulled away from the kiss. He was more confused than ever. He looked over at Alester who had a similar soulful pleading in his eyes. Wilson closed his eyes, took a deep breath and finally said, "You guys are gorgeous. It's really hard for me to believe that you two are interested in me." He opened his eyes. "I mean look at me. Look at you."
Alester smiled softly. "Thank you for saying we're gorgeous." Wilson looked into Alester eyes seeing the heartfelt meaning of his words. "Brad and I aren't superficial like that though. We like men like you." Alester moved his hand down Wilson's chest. "We like sweet charming men," Alester grabbed Wilson's erection through his pajama pants, "with big dicks like this."
"You kept teasing us during those tutoring sessions." Wilson felt Brad's breath on the back of his neck, sending goose flesh over his body. "You were so sweet to us then you were adjusting your package, trying to hide that hard on you got when you looked at us." Brad kissed the back of Wilson's neck. "You drove us crazy, you know that?"
