Gay Confessions Volume Two

By Thomas Wainwright

Gay Confessions Volume Two represents ten more vignettes of first time gay sex, as told by Thomas Wainwright. These are tale told by young men who first gay experience is remembered with happiness and wonder, and sometimes with just a bit of love and amusement. All of them are sexy and sure to please even the most discerning reader of gay erotica.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Thomas Wainwright
• Release date: Feb 8, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370299539

Thomas Wainwright

I've been collecting, writing, and editing books since 1980. I write and collect mainly erotica.

Book preview

Gay Confessions Volume Two

Thomas Wainwright

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2018 Thomas Wainwright

Smashwords Edition, License Notes

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

Naked in College

by Jerome Smart

I decided to go to a large college near where I live. I could have made the drive daily, but most of my money would have been eaten up in gas and maintenance on a car. So, I moved into a dorm. I didn't fancy a frat house --- I just wasn't into all that kind of stuff.

When I got there, I got there too late to get a decent dorm room. The campus was swarming with people going in every which direction, and I was utterly, completely lost, and wandered in one direction after the other. I was damn near ready to give up when I found the correct dorm and the right place to be, at long last.

I'm a quiet guy, and I like to be left alone. But, alas, the dorm where I was going to stay had only one room left. Just one. So, I got it, and so did some other guy.

There wasn't room for two beds, so we stacked bunk beds. That was kind of interesting. We flipped coins for the bottom bunk, and I got the bottom.

That was OK. I didn't really care. I would have chosen the floor if that was all that was left. I was tired, and was beginning to feel like they could have my tuition, keep it, and I'd just go home and get a job slinging hamburgers the rest of my life.

That is how exasperated I was. There were a few black guys who looked at me expectantly, like, I should join them, simply because they were black and so was I, but I didn't go in for that bull shit. I was my own person, and I don't give a damn who does, or does not like what I do. I was here to study, not to raise hell and complain about something that happened hundreds of years ago, so that's that.

And, I just happened to be gay. Or, I thought that I might be gay, or have gay tendencies. I had sex with a girl, once, and it didn't really thrill me. I was left with a question after the act, and that question had been, So, what was that all about? Is that all there is?

I was not a slut drag queen or anything like that, in fact, I kept it to myself. No one knew, ever. I was a virgin, and it was OK with me. I figured when I was ready to have sex with a guy, I would do so. But not just yet.

The guy that I was assigned to room with was a cute guy, in an athletic sort of way. He was muscular, yes, but not the bulging type of muscles that guys get when they use steroids and work out and admire themselves in the mirror all the time. No, not this guy. His muscles just seemed to flow with him naturally, as if it were by design and agreement that he would be slightly buff and learn to live with it.

He had blue eyes and brown hair. It wasn't light brown or dark brown, but was medium brown, right in the middle. It was the color of dark pine, or light cherry wood, like chocolate.

His name was Mark.

We spent much of our first day trying to arrange our cubbyhole of a room so that we could navigate it without running into one another.

The beds would have to remain stacked. If they were both on the floor, there would only be one small stretch of floor separating the beds. It would be about two feet wide. That would leave no room for the desk and the two chairs.

And, we absolutely had to have a desk for our two computers. We both had lap tops, and they fit on the desk fairly well. That was the important thing. But, it still felt way too close and too confining, in a way. But I didn't mind, not really.

So, the beds were stacked. I didn't mind. It would be a new experience to have someone sleeping above me. Hell, it was a new experience to have someone sleeping in the same room with me.

There were no classes that first day. It was simply a day to familiarize ourselves with the dorm rooms. However, by the time it was getting dark, I was starved, and my new roommate and I went down to the dorm cafeteria to see what was up.

Dinner wasn't bad for a cafeteria type of thing. It tasted fairly good, and there was plenty of it, though I wasn't a big eater. I was one