Mitchell had never come out to anyone, but he fully intended to now that he had the freedom that college offered.Mitchell had never come out to anyone, but he fully intended to now that he had the freedom that college offered. It was nice to know that he would know at least one person who wouldn't care that he was gay. By the time they parted, Mitchell felt like he'd known Alec for years. They agreed to get together again later on in the week to exchange some stuff they'd written. They got each other's phone numbers and then went to their separate classes. * * * Later that night Mitchell was sitting at his desk writing in his secret notebook. His fantasy again was on Gregg which was who Mitchell found his mind returning to a lot. This time Mitchell was getting a long, erotic massage from Gregg that would soon turn into another hot sex session. Mitchell got up from his desk after writing for a while to answer the call of nature. When he returned from the bathroom, he walked into his room to find Gregg sitting at his desk, reading the notebook that laid out in the open for him. "Gregg! You're back from the weight room," Mitchell stated the obvious while his mind worked at a furious pace to try and think up an explanation. "Yeah," Gregg answered, looking up from the notebook. "This is some really good stuff here. I especially like the stuff in the shower." "Uh...Gregg, that's just..." Mitchell fumbled. "Just what, Mitch? I'm hoping that this is a journal of your fantasies because I'd like to live out this second one here where we go back to your room..." 'Huh?' Mitchell thought. 'There's no way Gregg is gay. No way. No--' Gregg got up and walked slowly over to Mitchell. He wore only a pair of plaid boxer shorts with the school name imprinted on them. |