An Encounter in their high school locker room changed Jimin's view, it leaves him unsettled. He is infected by troubling thoughts and dreams. Who will provide him peace now?
I spent that summer living at home and working in a lab at a local university, absolutely miserable. Most of my friends had already moved away and the few who were still around mostly avoided me; I supposed that they had chosen Tzuyu. She was always way more social than I was.
When I wasn't in the lab I mostly moped around the house, listening to music on my iPod. After a few weeks of that, my dad blew up at me and told me to do something productive with my time. So I downloaded the syllabus for my college's intro computer science class, taught myself Python, and worked through most of the course's problem sets.
It helped get my mind off of Tzuyu, and I ended up really enjoying programming. By the time I left for school, I felt a lot better. I wasn't thinking about Tzuyu too much anymore.
I stand up straighter in the mirror. OK, so I have only ever been with one girl. But we had been in love.
We had fucked. I am demonstrably straight. I have sex with girls Not guys.
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I look over to where I tossed Hoseok's shirt. The image of him wiping his sweaty torso with it flashes back into my mind. I walk over and pick it up.
I bring the shirt up to my face and inhale his scent. Instantly, I am consumed by the memory. A thousand images and sensations flood through me and all at once it is the beginning of last year, freshman orientation, and I am walking into a crowded house party.
I am completely wasted, and probably high, too. I am out with my buddies, the group of guys I randomly fell in with, all of us nerdy ex-jocks who had bonded one night in the dining hall laughing about movies, music, and TV shows. I am finally free from the constraints of home, I am out with friends who really get me, even more than my dance friends from home because these guys are also unashamedly smart and geeky about the same stuff I am into.
The five of us are out, hitting up the orientation parties. The night is full of possibilities. Inside the house, it is way too packed to remain together and we scatter into the mass of noise and people.
Music is blasting out of huge speakers in the living room and someone has strung up a disco ball. I press into the crowd there, looking for my buddies, but I don't see any of them. Packed in among the throng of sweaty, moving bodies I am too drunk to feel self-conscious and so I begin to dance too.
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All of a sudden there is a guy dancing close to me, smiling. I see his brown eyes, deep and flashing with brilliant light. His eyes are beautiful... he is beautiful.
Uninhibited, newly free, drunk, and high, I smile back, grab his arm and pull him in close. I feel the delicious sensation of his body on mine as we move together. He leans in and presses his cheek against mine. He smells like a mix of sweat and cologne.
I am intoxicated by his scent as the lights sweep across us. Chest to chest, I feel they give of him, how we seem to fit together, packed in among a hoard of strangers. My cock stiffens against him, and I feel him slide his thigh between my legs to press into my erection.
