I knew how serious you were about your religion. You still are, to a degree. I mean, your father’s a Baptist pastor, for crying out loud, and I wasn...��t about push you into sex, no matter how badly I wanted you. And I wanted you very, very badly. But we got pretty adventurous as the year went by and our love deepened. I got to touch your breasts and between your legs – all safely covered by your clothes – but still, it was progress, and your hands were just as active. We almost did it the night. I got the distinct impression that he just wanted to touch me for his own pleasure. So many new emotions were swirling inside of me, so many new experiences and ways of interacting with people that I couldn’t quite figure out exactly how I was feeling about all this.“What major are you?” asked one of the guys who had introduced himself as Derek.He was the only one of the group that seemed definitely interested in what I had to say, and wasn’t just judging or sexually objectifying me. I paused. I let him lead, having never done something like this before, but it felt so good. It was like there were fireworks going off inside my brain, it was overwhelming, we were so horny.We picked up the pace now. It was much more hot and passionate. We were both making out so hard that we barely had time for air. I couldn't believe it. I had fantasised about this guy for months, and here we were, making out semi-naked in the showers.Then suddenly, an amazing sensation surged threw my cock as he. " Hey! IU interests me!" I know, buddy. But you'd probably be able to play ball at Manchester ... or any Division III school. Think about it, anyway." Everybody was banking on IU. We were all pretty sure that Lionel would be going there. We weren't sure what Sugar was planning on. She hadn't expressed an interest in going to college. Josh hadn't shown up today and I made a mental note to call him and get together soon. I knew he was still hurting and I didn't want him to feel isolated. It was.