College Roommates Meet Ch 10

Recap:

Once the door closed, Spencer dropped his shorts revieling his semi-hard

dick.

"Eww dude, put that away."

"You wish you could have some of this" Spencer remarked.

"No the fuck I don't! Put some damn pants on!"

"I will, I'm just changing to go to the gym. Wanna come?"

"Naw, I'm cool. I'm just gonna chill out here."

With that, Spencer was changed and out the door and Devante was left

alone with only his thoughts.

Chapter 10:

For the first time in his college career, Devante decided to pick up his

phone and call his parents. Although he had spoken to them several times,

it was only because they had always called him.

"Hello" answered his mom.

"Hey Mom, how are you?"

"Well isn't this a welcomed surprise. I'm fine and to what do I owe the

pleasure of this phone call?"

"I thought I would surprise you guys and call you instead of you guys

always having to call me."

"Well I definitely appreciate that! So what have you been up to son?"

"Nothing much, just studying. This whole college thing is a lot harder

than I was expecting. But I'm hanging in there."

"We didn't send you there to "hang in there", we sent you there to make

Dean's list and to graduate with honors!"

"MOM... Mom, I know. Please don't start this!"

"I just want to make sure you are staying focused, that's all. Can't a

mother do that?"

"I guess..." Devante said hesitantly.

"By the way, how's that roommate of yours? He's a party animal isn't he?"

"He's fine. What makes you think that?"

"Vante, you know how those people are. All they think about is partying"

"Oh my God mom, that is rude and racist!"

"I'm not trying to be rude or racist, I'm just telling you how I see it.

They get drunk as a skunk and party all night and some kind of way still

get good marks. We just can't do that, and I don't want you to try to

either."

"OMG Mom, what are you talking about? Spencer is a good roommate and he

really doesn't even party that much; I probably party... Nevermind that.

But he's a great guy and so is everyone else here. And what are you

British? "Marks".. Who says that anymore? They are called grades."

"Well excuse me sir..."

"Is dad around?"

"Yeah, hold on let me get him for you"

A few seconds of silence past on the phone before Devante heard his

father's voice.

"You must be in some kind of trouble to be calling here" his father said

letting out a little chuckle.

"No Dad, I just had a few minutes free and thought I would give you guys

a call."

"Well I hope you're not wasting too much of your time on that damn phone.

You need to be hitting those books... HARD! We sent you to that school to

be on the Dean's list and graduate with the highest honors possible."

"Oh God dad, you sound like mom!"

"We just want the best for you son. I was your age once too you know, and

I know that college is filled with distractions so just stay focused."

"I will dad"

"And speaking of distractions" his father said in a lower and more

secretive tone "Have you found any distractions of the female

persuasion?"

This question caught Devante a little by surprise and made him think back

on the past couple of weeks. Devante thought about him finding the

picture of Spencer and beating off to it then about being sucked off by

Theo and having a wet dream about him just the other night. He couldn't

possibly tell his father about any of these things; after all, he didn't

even know how to feel about them. So instead he did the only thing he

could do.

"Nope dad! How can I when I have my head in these books all day?"

"That's alright son. I'm sure the opportunity will present itself, and

trust me, take FULL advantage over it" his father said rather bluntly.

"And don't study too hard son. Listen, I got to go pick your sister up

from school."

"Ok, tell her I said hi and I'll text her later."

"Will do. I love you son and I'll talk to you later!"

"Ok! Love you too dad." And with that Devante hung up the phone.

Devante sat on his bed sulking for a while after his conversation with

his parents. He thought about all that had happened in the short two

weeks he had been in college and how it was the furthest thing from what

he expected going in. But then he began to think about how much

excitement and exhilaration he felt with each thing and how he wouldn't

want to necessarily trade those experiences for anything... at least not

right now.

Devante was roused from his daze by a quick knock at the door.

"It's open" he yelled.

"Wassup Devante?" said Jeff as he rushed into the room.

"Nothing much. What's going on with you?"

"Just got home from class. Where's Spencer?" asked Jeff plopping down on

Spencer's empty unmade bed.

Until then, Devante hadn't even thought about class or the fact that he

had missed the two he had that day.

"Oh, uhm... I think he left to go to the gym." Devante responded trying

not to look upset about his discovery.

"What a bastard! He didn't even invite me, and I thought we were friends!

Anyway, what are you up to?"

"Nothing, just got off the phone with my parents trying to figure out

what to do next."

"Oh. You mind if I crash here with you until Spencer gets back?"

"Sure!"

"So what's the deal with you and Spencer anyway? I mean have you guys

always been best friends or what?"

"Uhm, actually no! We met freshmen year of high school but didn't

actually get cool until the end of our junior year. I got a car my junior

year and everybody wanted to be my friend. Niggas... Uh oops, I meant

guys."

"Yeah you gon have to watch that" Devante said rather sternly. ."I don't

say that word because it carries with it so much displaced hate and

oppression and I just can't see why, in today's society, people still use

it."

"I'm sorry man"

"It's cool! Just make a note of it for the future. Anyway, keep going

with your story."

"So yeah, like I was saying, I got a car and people started coming out of

the woodworks to be my friend so I could chauffeur them around. At first

I was flattered from all the attention, but after a while it got

annoying.. And expensive." Jeff said before pealing off his shirt and

leaning back to get more comfortable on Spencer's bed.

Devante followed suit and got more comfortable in his bed.

"So anyway, one by one I started putting out of my life. The funny thing

was that for some reason Spencer never got the message. I dropped hint

after hint, and the more I tried to drive him away the more tightly he

hung on!"

"What kinds of things would you do to hint to him, cuz you know he's not

the brightest light bulb in the chandelier?"

"Everything! Literally EVERYTHING! He would ask me to pick him up For

school, I would tell him I had to be at school early. He would ask to

hang out and go different places on the weekend, I would tell him I was

busy. He would try to start conversations with me in the hallway, I would

quickly brush him off."

"Damn dude, you were giving him the complete cold shoulder huh?"

"Yeah, like I said I thought he was just trying to use me like the rest

of them were."

"So what changed your mind about him?"

"It was until mid-way through the year that he got a car of his own. His

parents got a new car and gave him their old hand me down. Anyway,

instead of him leaving me to go hang out with his new found car

friends..."

"Car friends?" Devante interrupted confusedly.

"Yeah, remember the ones I was telling you about? The people that flock

to you once you get a car." Devante remembered shaking his head yes.

"Yeah, so instead of him kicking me to the curb for them, he kept trying

to hang out and get to know each other, and it was that moment when I

knew he was a genuine friend."

"Wow bro, cool story!"

"Yeah, and now that we are in college I feel like the one trying to flock

to him."

Devante stood to turn on the tv and grab an Xbox controller. "You wanna

shoot around on the game a little?" he asked continuing to dismiss the

fact that he hadn't done a singe productive thing all day beside calling

his parents.

"Yeah, why not?"

The two played for about an hour and a half before Spencer returned.

"Look at you two best friends" Spencer said before dropping his bag on

the bed and making kissing sounds.

"Oh shut up jerk" Jeff said.

"What y'all been up to?" Spencer asked as he threw off his shirt and

lowered his gym shorts.

"Nothing much, just talking" Devante said without looking up.

"Anything juicy?"

"Naw, just reminiscing on high school days."

The match ended and both Jeff and Devante looked up to see Spencer gaping

butt hole as he bent over looking for something at the bottom of his

closet.

"Damn, yo shit hanging open. What you been putting in there?" Jeff

laughed.

"Ha ha... Real funny ass munch" Spencer remarked. "I'm going to take a

shower.... Wanna join?"

Devante sat there a bit confused. Not sure whether or not his should take

this as innocent banter or a weird lovers quarrel.

"Fuck you! Just hurry up in there me and Devante are hungry" and with

that Spencer was out the door. Soon he returned and the three left for an

early dinner.

This is chapter 10 of College Roommates Meet.

I've gotten a lot of requests for a sex-free chapter so let me know what

you think. I also have been thinking about doing a point of view chapter

from a certain character's point of view. If you like that idea, please

let me know which character you would like.

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