Fell In Love With A "Straight Man" pt.2

I remember it was the first day of our lab.  We had to pick a lab partner and of course the basketball player and myself landed up being lab partners.  Lab was crucial, the work load was out of control.  This class probably had to be one of the hardest classes I ever took in my college career.  That first day in lab is where our friendship began.  We sat together and tried to figure out the assignment our professor gave us.
After lab was finished we walked each other out of class.  We were bombarded with homework that needed to be completed within the next 2 days.  I remember the basketball player asking me if I wanted to meet him at the library later on that evening so we could tackle our homework.  I agreed of course and that night we met up at the library.  Of course I landed up doing all the homework.  After I completed both of our homework he invited me back to his dorm room for a drink.  I know what you all are probably thinking…  No we did not hook up.
  As we walked from the library back to his dorm room I just remember smelling him and his scent.  He had a certain scent to him that drove me crazy and always sent chills up my spine.  That night we would land up drinking an 18 pack of Natural Ice beer, the cheapest beer you could ever drink.
If you’re reading this you probably don’t know that I am the most closed person.  It is hard for me to tell you anything personal about my life.  I don’t trust people, and I certainly don’t open up to anybody.  That night in his dorm room and I told him things about my past that I had never shared with anybody.  In some strange way he reciprocated and told me things about his past.  I remember the beer ran out early and we stayed talking till about 5 in the morning.  I was on the track team so even though it was fall I still had 6:00am workout.  I landed up leaving his dorm room and driving to my house to shower and rush over to track practice.  Even with the lack of sleep I had a smile from ear to ear.
I went through that workout even breathing hard.  I remember thinking to myself how much I thought the basketball player was so cool, how much I digged him, and how much I imagined him being my boyfriend.  I wasn’t out of the closet yet when I first met him. I mean a couple of friends knew but I couldn’t be out because I was on the track team.  Not to say…  I knew I was gay, I knew I loved black men, I knew I was attracted to athletes.
This is how the ball started rolling with the basketball player and myself.  The rest of the story is an emotional roller coaster.  I hope you fasten your seat belts because it’s about to be a bumpy ride.