Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Ma/Ma, Consensual, Romantic, Drunk/Drugged, Gay, Heterosexual, Interracial, First, Safe Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Foot Fetish, Slow, School, Nudism, .
Desc: Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Mike Perkins had a terrible experience in The Program in high school. But with college, he gets the opportunity to do it over again, and make new friends along the way.
Monday, August 17, 2009
My first class was at 9:00, so I set my alarm for 7:00 to give me a good cushion of time. It was my first day of college and I didn't want to take any chances being late. I took a quick shower and googled the weather report. It was supposed to be 96 degrees again, so I decided to dress light. I threw on a t-shirt, some shorts, and sandals.
My roommate was just starting to wake up.
"Hey, Billy, you want to get breakfast?" I asked.
"Sure, you think I need to get dressed first or am I good like this?" He was wearing only boxer shorts.
"Where are you going to put your I.D.?"
"I'll just keep it in my hand."
The cafeteria was right across the street from our dorm. It turned out Billy wasn't underdressed at all. Most of the people we saw were in pajamas, and a few were even naked.
"Dude, if it gets any hotter, I might start going around naked," Billy said.
"Supposed to break 100 tomorrow. Guess I'll get a nice view."
We got to the front of the line and went inside to get a table. "You should get naked too, it'd be a good way to meet people."
I laughed. "No way, man. I did the Program in high school, and that's the last time I'm ever getting naked in front of people."
"I thought they didn't have that in Virginia."
"I went to private school. Actually it was an all-boys boarding school near Staunton, which isn't the greatest place in the world to get a boner looking at another naked dude."
"Shit, what happened?"
"I got stuffed into lockers the rest of freshman and sophomore year."
"Hey, speaking of The Program, check out who's at the next table over from ours."
"Holy shit." It was Hunter Weems, winner of three gold medals at the 2008 Olympics, and perhaps the hottest gay guy in the world. He was barefoot and shirtless, and my dick instantly got hard.
"There's no way I'm going to be able to concentrate on my food now," I said.
"Hey, they've got sausage links." We both laughed. "Wonder if you've got a chance at hooking up with him."
"Doubt it, looks like he's taken." Hunter was holding someone else's hand, a stark naked redhead. There was a third guy with them, dressed a bit more normally, although he wasn't bad looking himself. He was slim with brown hair, and he wore black stud earrings and a necklace of some kind
We sat down and started to eat. I couldn't see Hunter from where I was sitting.
"So what classes do you have today?" Billy asked me.
"Micro econ from 9-10 orgo chem from 10-11 and human sexuality from 4-5."
"I have that too," Billy said, "which professor?"
"Same as me, bro. We have the same class!"
"That's funny. I just hope we don't have to fuck each other."
"Don't jinx it, man."
We finished breakfast and went to class. I sat down next to a couple of guys I'd met over the weekend, Tom Stanford and David Ginsberg. The class was an hour, but the professor was so boring it felt like a lot longer. Chemistry was more interesting, but I didn't know anyone else in it. I met up with Tom and David again for lunch.
"You done for the day?" David asked.
"No, I still have human sexuality."
"I heard they make you take that class naked."
"Ah, man, that sucks."
"I don't see what the big deal is," Tom said. "Haven't you guys ever done The Program?"
"They were going to put me in it like the first week of high school, but I flaked out and joined the army instead," David replied.
"Damn, you must really not like being naked."
"What did you do in the army?" I asked.
"By the way," David looked at me, "you were talking about that thing to make oil out of pond scum or whatever."
I had won the 2008 National Science Fair with a project that made a carbon-neutral petroleum substitute from a genetically modified species of algae that didn't require any feedstocks other than heat and water.
"The military's interested in alternative fuels for airplanes and shit. If you're looking to market it, I know some people that you could talk to."
"It's no good. The fuel needs to be refined into gasoline. I tried to sell it to all the big oil companies, but they weren't interested."
"So you haven't licensed it or anything yet."
"No, I took out a patent though."
We finished eating and I walked across the campus to the human sexuality building. I found the classroom, and sat down next to Billy. Hunter Weems was there too. He had taken off his shorts, and was now completely naked except for diamond earrings. He was talking to a girl who was naked too, and sitting next to the brown-haired guy from breakfast. In any other context I would have been turned on, but I was too nervous. I really didn't want to have to get naked in front of everybody.
The professor, Dr. Karen Wagner walked into the room. She took off her robe and stood completely naked at the front of the class. This was not a good sign.
"Good afternoon," she said, "welcome to Introduction to Human Sexuality. This class is very 'hands on' so I'd like to start off by having everyone remove all their clothing, except for shoes and socks, and put it in one of the lockers at the back of the classroom."
This was exactly what I was afraid of. Hesitantly, I walked to the back and stripped off. I ran back to my seat, hoping to sit down before anyone noticed me. I looked around, everybody else seemed pretty casual about the nudity. Maybe they'd already known about it.
Billy sat down next to me. "You ok?"
"Yeah, just nervous."
When everybody had sat back down, Dr. Wagner started talking again. "For the first day of class, I'm going to have everybody come to the front of the class and introduce themselves. Tell us where you're from, a little bit about your family, and why you're taking this class, and then I'll ask you some questions about your sexual history."
Mine was the first name called. I stood at the front of the classroom, covered my dick with my hands, and started talking.
"Hi, my name is Mike Perkins, and I took this class because it's recommended for the pre-med concentration. I'm from Richmond but I went to boarding school near Staunton. My Dad's a cardiac surgeon and I have an 11 year old sister named Jessica."
Dr. Wagner spoke to me: "That's great, Mike, now could you please put your hands at your sides."
I reluctantly complied, exposing my flaccid cock.
"Good, now, what is your sexual orientation."
I stared at my feet. "I'm uh ... I'm gay."
No one laughed. I looked up. Most people seemed disinterested. Billy smiled at me encouragingly and Hunter Weems licked his lip. The knot in my stomach eased a little.
"And have you ever had sexual intercourse with another person?"
"How often do you masturbate?"
"A couple of times a week."
"Do you have any fetishes or kinks?"
The knot was back. "I ... uhhhhhhhh ... errr."
"Don't worry, no one here will judge you."
I took a deep breath. "I get turned on by guys' feet." I swallowed, and I felt my face flush.
"That's very interesting. Does anybody else have that particular fetish?"
I forced myself to look up. Hunter's brown-haired friend had hesitantly raised his hand. I looked at his feet; they were nicely tanned and well shaped.
Dr. Wagner continued; "Actually, that's one of the more common fetishes. We'll study those more later in the course. You mentioned that your father is a surgeon, does your mother work?"
I looked at the floor again. "She's no longer living. She was a neurosurgeon."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Did you go through The Program in high school?"
"And did you enjoy the experience?"
"No, I got an erection in class, and everybody found out I was gay."
"Ok, then. Let's have the next person. David Bernstein?"
Hunter's friend stood up and walked to the front of the class. He kept his arms to his sides, but chuckled nervously. I noticed he had a tattoo in what might have been Hebrew on his left bicep
"Uh, hi, I'm David. I'm from New York City and I took this class because my roommate convinced me to."
"I have a twin brother who's at Penn. Uh, my Dad's a rabbi, and my Mom's deceased, but, uh, she also was a rabbi."
"Any other fetishes?"
"No, uh, just the feet."
"I see, what about orientation?"
"And how often do you masturbate?"
"Once or twice a day."
"What about sexual intercourse?"
"Let's see ... I lost my virginity to my boyfriend sophomore year of high school. We broke up that summer and I had a couple of hook-ups the rest of high school. Since I got to college I've been hooking up with Hunter and his boyfriend a lot."
"Good, and did you do The Program in high school?"
"Yeah, I had a really good time with it, actually."
"Good, alright, we'll move to the next person."
Dr. Wagner went through everybody in the class, asking pretty much the same questions. When she'd finished she took a stack of syllabi from her desk and began handing them around.
"As you can see from the syllabus, each of you will be expected to spend a week in the university level of The Program. Please be ready to select a week by Wednesday's class, and please don't everybody pick next week. Keep in mind the heat wave's supposed to last through the middle of September, and you don't need to be in The Program to walk around campus naked. That's all I have for this period so you can get dressed and leave once you have your syllabus."
Hunter's locker was next to mine. Instead of getting dressed, he just stuffed his shorts in his backpack, and then asked if I wanted to get dinner with David and him. I said yes and got Billy, who had decided to remain naked. David and I seemed to have a lot in common, and I hoped that I could get to know him a little better over dinner.
We started walking towards the cafeteria. "Does anyone mind if I smoke?" David asked.
"No, go ahead." Billy replied. He finished the cigarette by the time we got to the cafeteria. We got a table and stood in line for food. Billy turned back towards me.
"So what week are you doing The Program now?"
"I dunno, I'm not really that excited about it."
"We should do it the same week."
"Yeah, that'd be a good idea. We could look out for each other."
"So what week do you want to do it?"
"I dunno, I'm not really used to being naked in public."
"Then we can do a later week, and you can sort of ease into it."
"Great. What about the rest of you guys?"
"I'm just going to pick whatever week no one else wants," Hunter said. "I go naked pretty much everywhere anyway."
"And I'll probably take the same week as him," David said.
The conversation changed to other subjects, and we finished our meal. As we got up to leave, David turned to me.
"Hey, are you doing anything Friday evening."
"Uh, no, why?"
"Do you want to go out somewhere?"
I grinned. "Sure, do you know any good restaurants around here?"
"I know a few," Hunter said. "I was up here over the summer for swim practice."
"Great, uh, see you guys."
Billy and I walked back to our room, and I lay down on my bed.
Billy grinned at me, "You look like the fucking Cheshire Cat, bro."
"See, this naked shit isn't all bad, is it?"
"Nah, man. This is great." I giggled spontaneously. "I think I'm going to try being naked some more, just around here.
I stripped off my clothes and spent the rest of the night naked.