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Jason stared at the brick building. It looked like any other college student's residence: big, imposing, functional. He hoped that college life on the inside was better than what it looked like from the outside. He checked the crumpled slip of paper again: Room 269-N. Jason stepped through the front doors of the residence building and was pleasantly suprised to find a lobby and concierge desk, the latter of which appeared to be empty. Jason dragged his two bags over to the desk and rang the bell that sat on the desk. A young man of about twenty-four appeared shortly and Jason caught his breath as the clerk aproached the desk. Things were begin-ning to look better on the inside already! The clerk had dark wavy hair and brown eyes. His tight jeans fit him snugly in all the right places and Jason's eyes were glued to the other man's basket. "Hi. I'm Steven. Can I help you..." His eyes checked out Jason's body, his gaze resting briefly on Jason's rapidly swel-ling crotch, "...with anything?" Jason tore his eyes away from Steven's well-packed basket and looked into the young man's eyes, extending his hand at the same time. "Hi Steven, I'm Jason...can you show me to room 269-N?" "Sure," smiled Steven as he shook Jason's hand; "down that hall to your right. Take the elevator to the second floor and turn left. It's the last door on the right." "Thanks," said Jason as he bent over to pick up his bags. Steven's gaze caught a good view of Jason's butt as the other boy bent to pick up his luggage. "Anytime..." Steven said as Jason headed for the elevator. The "elevator" turned out to be an ancient freight elevator complete with wire-cage doors and lit by three bare bulbs strung precariously with ...

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