So for some context, this happened when I was in college but had not yet begun my transition so for that purpose, I tagged it MM. anyway, on with the show:
I was a freshman and had just joined the band. Well, I was in the color guard, the most femme part of the band. I was this tiny little twink that was just eager to please everyone.
We went to a competition in Austin every year and it requires staying the night in a hotel. Since I was the only guy in the color guard, I obviously couldn’t stay with my friends so I was randomly assigned to share a room with three of the trumpet players.
So four of us and two kind sized beds. When I walked in, the other three had already picked their beds so I was left sharing the bed with Geoff (not his real name), tanned, athletic, blonde hair, a great smile. He often took his shirt off during rehearsals which made all the girls stare. I was instantly nervous. Anyway, we watched a bunch of tv and hung out in other peoples rooms until lights out. I finally crawled into bed and waited for Geoff.