I have always been a relatively small child while growing up. Always in the front line for pictures on picture day while all the boys my age where in the back two lines. It never really bothered me until I reached high school and I could not make it to any sports teams. I tried my hardest, always practicing before auditions. I spent weeks practicing for basketball, soccer, football, and baseball. Basketball I was not tall enough to shoot baskets, soccer I was not fast enough, baseball I was not strong enough to bat, and football I got totally splattered on the ground by the huge bodybuilders. Oh well I told myself. At least I didn't give up and I won't regret not trying. My parents understood as well. They knew I was a good kid and always gave it my all so even if I didn't succeed sometimes, they were still supportive. Since I did not have any sports in my life I decided to spend my entire time in books and studying to become a doctor. I enjoyed helping people since I was young.
My mom is a nurse and always took me with her to work and made me volunteer. I would help patients with food or clean up rooms. It made me realize that I loved helping. My father is a manager at the local bookstore which also made me love books. I spent time either volunteering at the hospital, reading at the bookstore, or at school. That was my life for the longest time. Since I wasn't like other boys, I always felt shy and isolated. I didn't have many friends and barely went out. I was pretty alone in high school. Girls never approached me either. I heard rumors saying girls thought I was cute but they all thought I was too weird to ask out and of course it was my job to ask them out since I am the guy. I however did not have any interest in asking any of the high school girls out. In fact, I didn't have any interest in asking any girls out. I swing the other way. I realized that the day first day of high school when I saw Ken Peterson. He was a junior and the captain of the football team of course. Tall, well built, around 180 lbs I figured, blue eyes, chiseled jaw line and the blonde hair that really hot anime guys have. I was mesmerized by him.
Me on the other hand, I was average height, skinny, dark wavy hair, a few pimples here and there, dark brown eyes, and glasses. All throughout freshmen year I never stopped staring at him. I often wondered why I only looked at him and not other girls. Then slowly I began noticing other cute guys. I figured it was puberty and hormones. Guys develop a high sex drive at this point and would probably fuck a pie. At the end of sophomore year when Ken was graduating and leaving for college I realized that I had a crush on him. I never felt that way about girls before. That is when I knew for sure I was gay. That would explain why I never had a girlfriend before or even kissed. After Ken leaving I wanted to try a few things so I found a few guys online and met up with them later. We fooled around a little but never anything serious. Graduation was near and I started applying to colleges. I got into my top choice and ended up moving a couple of states away from home.
I was pretty nervous to start college since I still felt isolated but I hoped for the best. As soon as I got out of the taxi I noticed students and parents all over campus. It was a lively atmosphere, I wanted to be a part of it but I didn't know how. I walked through the campus with my luggage looking around at buildings and trying to find my dorm room. I didn't really remember much from my campus tour and forget to bring the campus map. As I was walking looking for the building, I hear someone yell watch out! I looked around and feel someone crash into me. My body flies through the air and lands on, luckily a soft patch of grass, but it didn't really help when 170 lbs lands on top of you.
"I am sooo sorry! Are you okay?"
"Ughh.. I think so."
"I was running and looking behind me. I am really sorry. I didn't see you until the last minute."
He gets off of me and brings a hand down to help me up. Only when I get a little bit of my vision back do I see this gorgeous guy looking down on me. He had the greenest eyes I had ever seen. Dark brown hair framing a little of his forehead, a little stubble covering the bottom half of his face, a body built like a Greek God, lightly tanned skin, and was easily five to six inches taller than me. He had a worried expression on his face which was not surprising since he nearly crushed me to death. I have no idea who I survived his body colliding into me. No wonder I didn't get into football. I grabbed his hand and he helped me back to my feet. Man he even had nice big hands.
"You okay?"
"Yeah I am okay. Thanks."
"No, it's not a problem. I am glad you are okay."
With that relief he gave me the sexiest smile in the world. Ken probably couldn't even compete with this guy. He was truly like a God on this planet of mortals.
"Hi, I am Sterling Lander. Junior here. Captain of the football team if you interested in trying out and economics and finance major."
"H-Hi. I'm Adrian Taylor. Freshmen, captain of nothing and future biology major."
"Haha, well nice to meet you Adrian. What do you think of campus?"
"It's great! I am excited and nervous to be here."
"Don't be, it'll be greatest journey in your life. It is scary as a freshman, I was terrified but you'll make friends soon and you won't want to leave."
"Well, honestly I am not very good at making friends," I looked down with a shy smile.
"Hey! No you aren't. You just made your first friend."
He gives me another one of his sexy smiles showing his perfectly straight and pearly teeth. God, I would give anything to have that mouth on me.
"How about I help you take your stuff to the dorms to make up for almost killing you. Haha."
"You really don't have to, I'll find it."
"You don't even know where the building is? Don't worry, I'll take you."
"Umm. Thanks a lot."
Sterling grabbed a bag from me and started walking towards the dorm.
"So which dorm you in?"
"McKinley."
"Cool, that is where I was freshmen year. It's pretty nice. You'll like it. Biology major huh? What do you want to do?"
"Doctor, my mom is a nurse so I guess I got helping people from her."
"Ambitious, impressive."
"What about you? What are you going to do if you don't mind me asking?"
"Well my family owns a small business so they want me to take over which I don't mind. To do that I need some business background though. Football is a hobby. I have always loved it. If I can become a professional then we'll see but for now I am happy where I am."
"That's impressive," I said it in the same tone as he did earlier to me.
He smirked back a little.
"Well here we are. What's your number?"
"W-What?! I-I."
"What? You don't remember your own room number?"
"Ro-Room number? Ohh! Uh. Yeah. You asked for the room number. It's 232."
We checked in at the front desk and walked up to my room.
"Thanks a lot. Really."
"No problem like I said. We are friends now. Hopefully I see you around campus. I have to get going, got practice. But hey, if you want to come watch you can. Meet more people and see campus some more."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah that is cool. I'll just let the coach know you might be interested in trying out."