My first college hook-up. (M/F Pt 1) | 2016

So I’m not usually one for sharing these types of things, but I’ve been writing a lot more lately and figured I’d try my hand out at this. I’m a male. I’m 6’2”, medium length brown hair, I’m a pretty average sized guy all around. I’m by no means in shape, but I’m not all that overweight. Not the kind of guy most people pay attention too. Anyway, on with the story.

This is the story of my first real college hook up. First, a little background about myself. I’m a freshman, and moved half way across the country to attend the university I’m at. I had been feeling a bit out of my comfort zone to say the least. I still had lingering feelings from a pretty serious relationship from back home, that ended kind of abruptly, and I was just trying to find ways to not dwell on it. My first month here was a bit of a struggle to meet people that were like me and I got along with. I had met this girl, we’ll call her Kaylee. My towns college opened up their Target to just us university kids, had sales on a lot of stuff and it was awesome. My roommate and I were dumb and bought way too much stuff. This is how we met Kaylee, she offered to help us carry are stuff back to the dorm. Awkward getting to know you conversation, and the exchanging of phone numbers commenced.

Fast-forward a couple of weeks. My roommate had to make an emergency trip home to deal with some family stuff, so I had the dorm to myself. Anyone that has ever lived in a dorm can understand what a luxury that was. I was looking forward to a nice quiet weekend, and not worrying about disturbing anyone else. This is where Kaylee comes back into the story, the more I talked to her the more I realized she definitely had the hots for me. I, however, did not feel the same. There was no chemistry there. She started texting me, and I could tell she was drunk. The obvious spelling mistakes, and the overuse of the winky faces in the text made it pretty clear. So I was ignoring this, not wanting to deal with that tonight. Then she sent me a picture of her desk, and on the desk was a copious amount of alcohol. This changed my plans for the night pretty quick.

She lived in a different dorm complex then me so I made my way over. She was with a few friends who were already pretty tipsy, so I was told I needed to catch up. Fine with me, free alcohol, every college kids dream. So the shots started. One, two, three, four, ten. Maybe 11? I don’t really remember. At this point I had realized that it was just me, and Kaylee. I got pretty freaked out, I didn’t want her making a move. Now, I did a lot of theatre in high school, and like to think I’m a pretty good actor. Needless to say, I went into character. I had been sitting in her desk chair pretty quietly up to this point and decided I need to start making an exit strategy. I suddenly stood up and stumbled about. More then was necessary, but I was trying to make a point. I dove for the bottle of rum we had been drinking from and announced that we needed another shot. Kaylee was trying to convince me I didn’t need anymore, but I had a plan now and I was going to play it out. So I poured two shots, handed the smaller of the two to her, and made a toast to something. Bottoms up. My fears were realized when she started getting really close, and friendly with me. That’s when I started playing sick. I somehow convinced her I just wanted to go to bed and stumbled out of her room.

I felt like a king, I felt safe. So I made my way back to the dorm and lit up a victory cigarette. There was a bench outside my dorm where all the smokers hung out, and I knew someone out there so I figured I would go say hey, finish my smoke, and then go enjoy some video games. I’m just making some small talk, we’re both drunk, it’s nice. This is where the real story starts. These two girls that I had never seen before showed up. Both dressed in heels, short skin tight dresses, they looked good. That’s when the one that really had caught my attention suddenly started talking to me. She was about 5’6”, had the sexiest little black dress on, I’d say C cups, probably pushing D, and the cutest little ass I had seen in quite some time. “I like your glasses they really suit you, you look good with a beard, having a good night?” Usually I’m awkward, but I was in the zone now. I went along with all of it. We started talking, and we didn’t shut up for an hour. Her friends no longer mattered and we were in our own world. Somehow I got her number and she was going home, since she didn’t actually live on campus. I was upset, but I found out that she was going to be on campus again the next night and I knew I didn’t want to fuck this up. She was the most attractive girl I had connected with in a long time, and we were flirting like crazy. I knew I had a chance.

Damn, this got long. I will continue in the comments or add part two if there’s interest. Sorry for the long read.