Don't Judge A Book By It's Cover

Starting college I shared a room with a guy from Denver. He was every girl's dream guy, tall, gregarious and athletic. He was good looking like girls like. And he walked it and I hid from him.

One night he got in my bed and shoved himself behind me. He reached around and grabbed my cock in his hand and started to jerk at it and work it. His cock was hard against my back and he started trying to kiss me. I got a cock up my ass, and a cock in my mouth and I got kissed on the mouth.

I learned two lessons that night. One I was gay. And two he was gay, and all the girls thought of him as some dreamboat.