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Hot for Hayden

When Twink Met Twunk: Book # 9

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Hot for Hayden is also available as part of the collection When Twink Met Twunk, Volume 1: Books 1 - 10.
This mm, first time in college, straight-to-gay erotic romance story contains highly detailed, explicit sex scenes and is intended for mature audiences. It is for adults 18+ who wish to read such material.

Darren notices tall, handsome, muscular Hayden among the hundreds of other new students at freshman orientation and is smitten with him immediately. They have a brief conversation at a party the first week of the semester, but Darren, whom Hayden nicknamed Blondie, doesn't see him on campus again for over a month. When they do see each other again, it is in the locker room at the university athletic complex. When Darren sees Hayden naked, he becomes absolutely obsessed with him. Luckily, Hayden notices and is more than happy about the attention.

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I'd had the hots for Hayden since the first time I saw him, when he and I and hundreds of other new Onanistus University students filed into the lobby of the John Masters Goodfellow Memorial Auditorium for our Freshman Orientation but when I saw him naked in the lockerroom about a month and a half later, my desire grew from mild interest to absolute obsession.

We had our first conversation at an off-campus house party a week after orientation. My classmate, Claire, who lived in the same dorm as Hayden, introduced us.

"Claire's hot," Hayden said after she excused herself and went to talk to some of her girlfriends who'd just walked in.

"Yeah," I said. What I wanted to say after that, but instead merely thought to myself, was, but not as hot as you. He was tall, well-built, handsome, and seemed really cool. I had a massive crush on him. We talked for about fifteen minutes. We had a very easy, flowing conversation that moved from topic to topic.

"You seem like a really nice guy," Hayden said.

"Oh, thanks, you too," I replied.

"Would you be offended if I called you Blondie instead of Darren?"

"Um, no, that would be fine," I said.

"Your hair is so beautiful, and it looks really soft." He ran his fingers through my hair and mussed it.

Is this getting sexual, I asked myself. Oh, fuck, I hope this is getting sexual! What a great night this will be if this gets sexual, I thought. Unfortunately, fate had other plans.

"Oh, hey, that's my roommate," Hayden said. "Nice meeting you, Blondie. Talk later."

He went to talk with his roommate. A few minutes later, the two of them, and Claire and her big group of girlfriends, left to go to another party.

I hoped Hayden and I would run into one another and get more friendly, but more than a month went by and that never happened. I never once saw him on campus. Good intentions to improve my health are what put me in the right place to see more of him... much more of him, in fact! I saw the most exciting parts of him and couldn't tear my gaze away.

You see, I started to worry about the so-called freshman fifteen. You know about that, right? About how kids often put on weight during their first year of college? I didn't mind the idea of putting on fifteen pounds at all, so long as it was fifteen pounds of muscle, not fat. That was not going to happen if I continued sitting on my ass and drinking beer all the time. I needed to get back into a regular exercise routine. I stuffed shorts, a T-shirt, a towel, and my swim trunks into my gym bag one Saturday afternoon. Time to go get better acquainted with Onanistus University's Coach Jock Hongluw Memorial Athletic Complex.

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