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Chapter 7: Winter
The mood around campus had changed as finals approached. I could tell Rob was stressed the last time I talked to him. Rob's school had made it to the FCS playoffs. With football, training, and his classes he felt like he didn't have enough time to study. I tried to help ease his stress when I spoke to him, but I don't think I helped much. Our conversations were becoming briefer than I would have liked, but I shrugged it off and turned my attention to finals.
My roommate, Billy, was much calmer than Rob. Our team didn't make the playoffs so the football season was over for him. Grumpiness was creeping in on the normally friendly campus. You couldn't drop a pencil in the library without getting a handful of 'shushes.' Before each final I acted like a sponge, trying to absorb as much information as possible. When I exited the classroom and completed a final all of the previous classes' information left my brain and was replaced with information for my next test.
Wednesday after my Health final I started gathering all of my notes for my Career and Life Planning final that was tomorrow at 2:00 PM. Billy was still taking a final and I decided to see how Rob was doing before I settled into my notes. Rob must have been busy, because he didn't answer. I plopped on my bed with my notes and my book and started studying.
When Billy walked in about thirty minutes later I chatted with him for a few minutes. I noticed that I had a text message and was eager to hear back from Rob. The message wasn't from Rob it was from Matt.
'I'm gonna be at the library at 9:00 AM to study for the final. You in?'
I thought about it for a second before agreeing. Another set of notes couldn't hurt. The omnipresent laughter, music, and general chatter was gone. Our suite was eerily quiet as everyone was focused on their studies.
Billy said he wasn't hungry, so I grabbed a bite to eat with my suitemate Dave. After studying a couple more hours I gave up. I had done enough for the day, and hopefully I would fill in the gaps tomorrow morning at the library.
The library was packed when I walked in. Thankfully Matt had found a small table in one of the corners where we could quietly study and exchange notes. At around 12:30 Matt gave up.
"I think we've covered everything. Let's go grab something to eat." Matt suggested. We had gone over the notes several times and there really wasn't anything else to go over. My stomach rumbled in response and I agreed.
We had some time to kill so we enjoyed a lazy lunch. I was finishing the last bite of my hamburger when the conversation took a more personal turn.
"We're friends rights?" Matt asked.
"Yeah." I answered, unsure where he was steering the conversation.
"So is it cool if we talk about shit?" Matt continued.
"Isn't that what we're doing?" I rebuffed.
Matt laughed before speaking. "Yeah we are. I've never had a real relationship, or a gay friend to talk to. So do you mind if we talk about that kind of stuff?"
"Oh, yeah I guess that's okay." I shrugged.
"How many guys have you been with?" Matt asked.
"Just Rob." I answered, smiling as I thought about Rob.
"Oh wow, I've been with seven." Matt shared.
"Do you worry you're missing out, just being with him?" I resented the question as it left his lips.
"Not one bit, Rob is everything I've ever wanted."
"Are you a top or bottom?" He asked the question like he was asking about the weather.
"A little personal don't you think?" I tensed in response.
"Yeah, but it'd be nice to talk about it. I'm versatile." He was way too calm to be having this conversation, in a dining hall of all places.
"I don't think we're good enough friends to talk like this."
"Oh come on, lighten up." Matt laughed trying to make light of the conversation.
"I guess I'm a bottom, but I've topped before." My cheeks flushed with heat and Matt laughed and grinned at me.
"See, it's not so bad to talk about."
"Keep telling yourself that." I mumbled under my breath.
"You ever been to a glory hole?" Matt's line of questioning was making me uncomfortable.
"No." I kept my answer short.
"There's a rush from having a stranger suck your dick through a small wooden barrier." No wonder Matt hadn't had a relationship.
"If you say so."
"You ever used a butt plug?" Heat crept back up my neck and cheeks and I heard Matt chuckle.
"Good right?" Matt teased.
"They have their moments." I admitted.
"Do you have anything you wanna ask me?" Matt questioned.