A thrill shot all through my body at the thought of visiting my older brother on campus. We weren’t really close, we never had been, and actually he could probably care less if I came or not. So why was I so anxious to see him? His friend Darren, that was why. Darren and my brother had been friends for as long as I could remember. When we were growing up, wherever one was you were bound to find the other, that’s why it came as no surprise when they decided to go to the same college and room together.

For as long as they had been friends I had also lusted after Darren. At first it started as innocent older boy admiration. I thought he was the coolest guy around. As I got older instead of fantasizing about girls I found myself beating off to my secret thoughts of Darren. I could still remember one time he slept over, as he often did, and I “by mistake” walked in on him while he was taking a shower. Of course I acted like I was shocked and repulsed when in reality the image of him dripping wet and totally naked still got me off.

I pulled into the enormous campus, as usual my jerk of a brother had barely muttered some directions to me, but after some searching I finally found where they were staying and went in. My heart beat a mile a minute as I knocked on the door. I heard noise followed by footsteps and my heart skipped a beat; please don’t let it be my brother, I thought to myself. The door swung open and there in just a pair of jeans stood Darren. I couldn’t contain myself and embraced him, which clearly took him by surprise.

“Hey! It’s little McGill,” he said to me. He always called me that; it drove me crazy in a good way. Excited to see me, he squeezed me back and I pulled away, completely embarrassed at the realization that I had just thrown myself at him. “Umm what are you doing here?” he asked.

“Well I came to spend the weekend with my favorite brother of course,” I said as I tried to concentrate on anything except his bare chest. “Where is the jerk?” I asked

“Oh man, did he know you were coming? I’m sure he would have told you,” he paused for a second as he searched for words. “He’s away for the weekend. He met some girl and they were gonna go off to who knows where. I’m sorry you came all this way, but he won’t be back till Tuesday if then,” he said apologetically. I couldn’t have been happier.

“Oh no,” I exclaimed hoping that it had came off as sincere.
“You’re more than welcome to stay here of course, I have no plans, and you can hang out till at least tomorrow,” he said and started to tidy up the huge mess, which more than likely was my brother’s. I couldn’t believe my luck. Nothing in the world would have torn me away.

“Are you sure?” I asked but before he could change his mind I accepted “It was a long ride and I am tired. It would be great to just relax some.” I looked around the tiny room there was barely enough room for one. The thought of being in such a close space with him instantly resulted in arousal. Quickly I sat down on the bed and tried to conceal my raging erection.