As I pulled up to my residence hall, I sighed loudly. I'd been on the highways all morning, driving up from Jacksonville, FL to Atlanta, GA. My young as hadn't ever driven that kind of distance alone by my excitement had kept me motivated.
I was moving in by myself since my parents worked two jobs and couldn't take off work. Without the additional help, I figured I'd need the entire day to move in so I got on the road early and within four hours, I was on campus getting checked in.
My name is Deon and I'd just gotten to Atlanta around 1PM. Today was move-in for Freshmen at Georgia State University and I was so fucking excited.
"That took forever" I thought to myself as removed my seat belt. I grabbed my phone from the passenger seat, taking a selfie in my car for snapchat so I could send it to let my parents know that I'd made it safely.
I sent the selfie off, and I turned my attention to the crowd of students moving their belongings into the building with their parents. I wondered if any of them were my roommates. Speaking of roommates, I thought to myself" I hope my roommate ain't a weirdo. Hopefully it's a fine nigga though."
I'd heard all a ton of college roommate horror stories from friends that were already in colleges. I didn't have the energy to deal with that shit.
I'd managed to get to the dorm early, so I assumed that I'd get first dibs on everything but when I got up to my dorm room on the third floor, I realized that my roommate had already been here for quite some time.
The left side of the room was already put together - his side of the room had all kinds of posters and he had a ton of Black and Gold decorations, ranging from paddles, photo frames and a Black brick with "06" painted on the side of it.
"He must be a Pittsburgh Steelers fan..." I thought to myself, noticing just how much Black and Gold shit was on his desk and walls. Whatever.
I looked to the right side of the room, which was empty and lifeless. "I guess I should get to decorating." I thought to myself as I began unpacking my things.
Within three hours, I had everything set up to my liking. My side was cute as fuck. I decided to shower, realizing that I was sweating.
After showering, I put on some grey short shorts and a sweater that I'd cut into a crop top. I went to sit in front of my mirror and take more selfies.
I was in the middle of my photo session when I heard a knock at the door. I got up to open it and stood speechless at the sight.
Standing before me was the most handsome, thick caramel complected man I'd ever seen. He wasn't much taller than me (he stood about 5'8 compared my short stature of 5'4) but he was thick and muscular, just how I liked my men. He had a crisp haircut and a goatee. He definitely wasn't a freshman. This man was fine. If he wanted this ass today, he could have it! I felt my ass getting wet as I imagined us intertwined in sexual positions.
"Whaddup? I'm Devin, call me Dev though." he said, snapping me out of my daze.
"Nice to meet you, Dev. I'm Deon." I said, sticking my hand out to shake his hand. He immediately pulled me in for a hug, wrapping his muscular arms around me and said
"Nah, bring it in man!"
I was caught off guard as my face landed directly in-between his muscular pecs. His hands landed right above the small of my waist, sending sparks down my spine and turning me on. I quickly pulled myself away from the hug, not wanting to make any assumptions about him because he was probably just being friendly...
"Haha, okay. Well, you're clearly not a freshman...when did you move in?" I said, turning around and walking to my bed. I felt his eyes on me but maybe I was reaching.
"You're right. I'm a Junior. I'm an Orientation Leader so I got to move in this past week." He said, walking to the center of the room as I sat on my bed, scrolling through my phone.
"Bet..." I said, trying to keep myself busy so I didn't stare. This sexy ass nigga was my roommate...I had to text my friends and tell them that I had a fine ass upperclassmen sleeping across from me. I got so excited that I
almost didn't hear Dev talking to me.
"You managed to finish unpacking?" he asked for the third time.