"Alright, Jesse, Whatcha got?" John Luke asked dorm mate mischievously.
The two young men were sitting in their underwear on the floor of their dorm room, playing strip poker and drinking rum and cokes with a bottle of Castillo Gold that John Luke talked a guy into buying for him. They were half finished with the bottle and feeling pretty good about their hands, while they were both precariously close to losing the last of their clothing, and the game.
"I have three aces," Jesse announced proudly, flipping his cards over to reveal them. John Luke smiled and flipped his cards over without a word. Being a novice at poker with a clouded mind, it took Jesse a confused moment to figure out John Luke had a full flush, with Jesse's missing ace riding high.
"Time to free Willie!," John Luke slurred happily. He lifted his red solo cup to toast the occasion, then downed the last of his rum and coke.
Jesse stood awkwardly and pushed his black horned rimmed glasses up his nose before tucking his thumbs into the waistband of his Superman boxer briefs and tugged them down, revealing only the thick thatch of his red pubes.
"No way, dude, all the way off," John Luke protested, his brown eyes watching intently beneath his dirty blonde bangs with a wide grin.
In one swift movement that almost sent him crashing to the floor, Jesse slipped his underwear off, then nearly tripped on the waistband and stood naked before his roommate. Wiggling his hips from side to side, he shook his cock and balls at his roommate, laughing. John Luke returned his laughter and Jesse playfully threw his underwear into his laughing face.
Despite their many differences, the two nineteen-year-old boys became fast and true friends after becoming dormmates in their Freshman year of college. John Luke was a buff, brown eyed blonde who worked out regularly, loved baseball, and barely managed to secure passing grades. Jesse, on the other hand was a lean, blue eyed red head with a penchant for science fiction and a perfect GPA.
Over the past three months, the two of them shared everything together. Jesse even admitted he was gay to John Luke, which his friend accepted with ease. Jesse was the first gay guy John Luke had known, but he had a live and let live attitude, despite his strict Christian upbringing. Now, with Jesse standing in front of him naked, John Loke's horniness and liquid bravery began to make his dick stir in his boxers.
"These are nice," John Luke commented, forcing his eyes away from his roommate. He had deep feelings for Jesse, and those feelings were confusing for him in intimate situations. "I'm going to keep these."
"No way, man," Jesse told him, "Those are my only Superman." He picked up his cup and downed the last of his drink, burping afterward, which made John Luke laugh again.
"So much for that prim and proper little gay guy I started rooming with," John Luke laughed, examining his naked prize, "You know, you have a nice sized dick for such a little guy," John Luke ventured, testing the waters.
"Yeah, well, I know I'm skinny," Jesse moaned, "You don't have to rub it in."
"You're not skinny," John Luke huffed, "Your lean and well defined." He rubbed his hand up and down Jesse's washboard abs. "I'd kill to have abs like yours."
"Well, you have big muscles and a huge dick," Jesse commented in response, sitting on the edge of the bunkbeds, next to where John Luke sat on the floor.
"How do you know how big my dick is?"
"I don't know exactly how big it is, but I've seen you in the showers, and it looks like it's pretty damn big."
"It's ten inches," John Luke confessed, "Do you wanna see it?"
"I already have," Jesse laughed.
"No, I mean do you wanna see it hard?"
"That's alright, bud," Jesse smiled, unwilling to admit just how badly he wanted his friend to become more than just friends. The two were as close as a gay guy and a straight guy can be without crossing that line, and Jesse valued that friendship more than his sexual desire. "Let's keep some things between us a mystery."
