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Fate Loves Whiskey

1

It was the last thing the two

Would have expected. After all

What spoiled kid goes off to

College and expects to fall in

Love. Especially with his roommate.

Justin, as fate would have it, turned

Out to be just that person. He had no idea

What his freshman year would entail, it was a new

Beginning. A step away from the overbearing parents

And steady line of police officers questioning his

Under age intoxication. But not now, now it was just

Himself and his roommate Lucas. Lucas on the other hand

Saw things differently. He was no rich boy that went to college

Just for something to do, he had worked all through high school

And even now, just to get here. He was strong and tall, with muscle

Definition that didn’t quite put him in the ranking of a

Football player, but he wasn’t one to back down from a fight.

He didn’t like to fight, although he had been in more

Than he cared to remember. His blue eyes so intense

That they seemed to look through others rather than at

Them, and he kept them hidden behind glasses, just as he kept

His face hidden under a mess of shaggy black hair that

Was barely enough to tie behind his head. Yet it was

Enough to keep him out of the jocks way who thought

He’d be a good fight, and out of the professors way

Who knew he was brilliant despite his slight **** appearance.

Justin couldn’t have cared less what Lucas looked like or

Where he came from. He was just his roommate and they

Got along. Being the star of the swim team kept him busy.

Too busy for real women, not busy enough for videos.

With a flawless physic crystal clear green eyes, and short

Golden waves that seemed to rest perfectly on his head,

He could have his pick of any of the college cheerleaders.

Yet he found himself without time, sure every once in a while

He would call Lucas to tell him he needed the room for

The night. But it wasn’t often. More commonly he found

Himself with a bottle of whiskey, a freshly rented rated X

Movie and Lucas doing homework in the other corner.

Whiskey was the cause of it. At least on some level, that is

Until the two roommates realized what fate had planned.

2

Justin came in from his usual Friday night swim practice

To find Lucas in his usual spot in front of his

Laptop. He threw his duffel bag onto the floor by

His bed and went to the mini refrigerator for his

Chilled bag of Doritos and his pint of whiskey.

The bottle was already half empty and another bottle

Was in the freezer to replace it. Lucas had needed to calm down,

From what Justin didn’t know.

He tried to strike up a conversation with the slightly tipsy boy

But nothing but a grunt in response. He simply rolled his eyes and turned on

The new ***** that his buddy in the swim team had given

Him. “Turn that **** off,” Lucas had barked from his computer

Desk. The smell of whiskey had dripped off of his breath. Justin

Didn’t think much of it when he had emptied the half bottle

And opened up the second one. “Calm down dude,” he grumbled.

“I’ll turn it off.” Obediently he did before nearly falling down on his bed with the bottle in his hand. “Why don’t you put the books down and come over here and

Have a drink with me. You never drink with me.”

Lucas eyed him coyly and nodded his head. He took the few

Steps over to the bed and crashed down on it face first.

“I try not to drink around you,” he mumbled against the neck of the bottle.”

“Why not?”

Lucas looked at him closely, studying him for a moment before he answered.

“I’ll need to drink more before I ever get into that,” he

Slurred before taking another long pull from the

Bottle. He handed the bottle back to Justin and smiled as

He drank the last shot from it. The two of them were drunk, drunk

Enough that if they hadn’t woken up as they did the next day,

They never would have believed it.

Justin didn’t like Lucas’s answer, so he pressed and he pressed

And he pressed until Lucas took a drunken swing at him.

He missed but the fight was on. The two half naked men went

At it and began to wrestle on the floor. It wasn’t until Lucas

Came out on top and placed his lips on Justin’s did Justin

Realize why he didn’t drink around him. The blonde swimmer

Resisted for a bit, not wanting some queer on top

Of him. But after a moment, he didn’t mind.

In fact, he began to enjoy it.

It wasn’t until the sunlight shone in his face the next

Morning did he remember any of what happened. He found

Him self and Lucas stark naked in his bed with only the muddy

Blue comforter around their waist. His head had been on his

Roommate’s chest which rose and fell softly with his even,

Deep sleep breathing. His black hair lay across the pillow

He usually drooled on at night, in a way that was so ****

Only he could have done it. No woman could manage that.

Lucas’s glasses sat on the TV stand in a way that

Clearly reminded him of how he had thrown them up there

In last night’s display of passion. But it was Lucas, he had never been

With another guy, especially like that. Suddenly a voice rang

Through his thoughts as he looked over at the slowly awaking

Man below him. “Oh **** he muttered half awake, but fully

Aware. Justin’s mind began to clear as he looked into those

Intense blue eyes. “Don’t worry,” Justin said unmoving.

“I’ll pick up some more whiskey tonight.”

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