Rare Events Bring Changes

This narrative follows from the events described in my first story "Rare Events," in which our college housemate protagonists experienced the rare beauty of a total eclipse, followed by an unexpected encounter—another rare event and a first. As before, all characters are of consenting age.

"I want to talk to you about the house rules, Kate."

She looked surprised.

"Do you think it's okay now to have sex with one of our housemates?"

The week after the eclipse, I'd found myself a little preoccupied with non-academic thoughts. After giving my sweet, naive housemate Dan his first sexual experience, I kept thinking how nice it would be to continue that dalliance. I liked the guy, had thoroughly enjoyed taking his virginity, and realized I was craving more regular sex. It seemed to me Dan could use some confidence-building, and who better than me to help him out? Of course, circumstances that day were special, and you can never tell how a sequel will turn out, but it seemed worth exploring. However, there were a couple of things weighing on my mind.

First, our house rules expressly forbade sexual fraternization with our guys. We four girls had been crystal clear when we let the extra rooms to Tom and Dan that they could not cross that line with us. We wanted no drama in the house! And it had worked for most of two years now.

I decided to open up to Kate about it; she was my closest friend at college. We'd been freshman roommates and hit it off from day one, more than once mistaken for sisters. She and I found the house together and collected the other two girls the end of our sophomore year, before we all voted to add the guys for that Fall. We were almost always of like minds, and now both headed to law school.

So, that's why, walking over to campus with her Thursday, I broached what I thought was the delicate subject of house rules. Her response shocked me. She stopped in her tracks and threw her hands up in the air.

"Shit!!! How did you find out? Who told you? Did Tom say something? I didn't think he would be an asshole about it!"

I stopped in my tracks, staring at her. After a few stunned seconds I burst out laughing.

"Wait, what??? Are you telling me you had sex with Tom? Are you

kidding

me!?! After all the times you've made fun of him and his girls?"

Tom was a bit of a player, with quite a string of women passing through the house over the past couple of years, having too noisy sex up in his room.

"I know, I know, I know...It was just one of those things."

Kate is plenty good at playing her own field—she's gorgeous—she didn't need to search under her own roof. Compared to me she may seem the demure femme, but I know her for the lusty woman she is.

"How did it

happen

, Kate? Come on, you've

got

to tell me this story."

Okay, but you must tell me how you found out."

"Fair."

"Jen, I mean, you know how stressed I was when I got put on the wait list for Yale Law. I couldn't sleep for days. One night late I'd taken a shower to relax, went down to the kitchen for a comfort snack. I didn't expect anyone to be up, I was just wearing a short nighty. Naturally, Tom came down in his boxers. I might as well have been naked, I suppose. You know how he is. We had a pleasant flirt, he's always fun, but of course he was looking at me like he does,

clearly

appreciating what was on display. He didn't even try to hide that I was giving him a boner; it started pushing his fly open and I could see half his dick. I thought it was funny but started getting horny watching. Figured that getting laid might help me sleep... so I just grabbed it and asked if he needed help. That's all it took; we were up in his room fucking in like, two minutes."

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh my god, Kate. You

are

as bad as me. How was it?"

"Well, I have to say, the guy's good with his tongue, not bad with his dick either. I had a few orgasms. He got his share of fun. After a couple of hours, I snuck back to my room. Fell dead asleep. And that was that."

"How many times since then?"

She laughed at that.

"None. Haven't wanted to push my luck. He hasn't been weird about it, but he always tells me his door is open. I didn't think he'd blab; he's never been one to brag."

"Does Leah know about this?"

Leah, one of our other housemates, and Kate had become close friends and spent a lot of time together. She had come out of the closet after sophomore year, and I already knew they had experimented a little, too.

"No!!! God, you know how she feels about Tom—pretty sure she'd be disgusted. But Jen! How did you find out? Who's he been telling?"

"I had no idea! I only found out when you told me just now!"

"What?? Then why did you ask? Wait! Don't tell me you fucked Tom too?"

We both laughed at that.

"No. Maybe worse? I had sex with Dan when we went up to see the eclipse."

"Dan!?! Are you serious? I've never even seen him with a girl. He hardly ever speaks to us. The most I've ever heard him talk was about the eclipse! To be honest I thought he was in the closet. He's so neat and clean! I love how he keeps the kitchen."

I had to laugh again.

"Well, he definitely seemed to enjoy what I did Monday."

"Okay, Jen. What the hell happened? Did he turn into a Tom when he had you to himself? Is he a Jekyll and Hyde kind of guy?"

I laughed.

"No. Pretty much the opposite. I'm afraid I played Hyde."

"You monster! Spill Jen."

"Well...I can't really explain it. Spur of the moment, same as you. I always thought he was kind of cute with his messy, curly hair, those nerd glasses. Watching the eclipse was exciting; it was weirdly visceral, my whole body reacted, insides clinched up. Really, you have to experience it to believe it. It was kind of a turn on. When it was over I was so excited I gave him a big, long hug.

That

affected him. By the time I let go I could feel he was getting aroused. He got all embarrassed. I thought it was kind of cute; decided to do it again. By then I was getting worked up too. When we got back to the car I kissed him. We made out a little and he was so...erect. He clearly didn't know what to do, so I just pulled out his dick before he could stop me and gave him a blow job. He has a nice dick..."

"Wow...Jen."

"That all made

me

really horny, so after I got him going again, I climbed on and fucked him on his seat."

She was laughing now.

"In his car? You're unbelievable Jen."

"Yeah. Like I was in high school. In broad daylight. And the bad thing is—please don't tell anyone, I don't want to embarrass him—he was a virgin. He never even had a blowjob before. It was his first time. He was so shy and helpless! I feel kind of guilty."

"I don't even know what to say, Jen."

"He seemed to like it though. And the truth is, I did too. That's why I brought it up. I want to have sex with him again, if he wants."

"If he wants? Oh, come on, Jen, every guy I've ever met wants to have sex with you!

She laughed again; evidently I was amusing her.

"Of course, it is Dan..."

"I just don't want to mess things up with the house in these last few months. We've made it this far."

"Well, apparently if you're sneaky enough nobody will know." We both laughed. "Maybe it worked out with Tom, I guess he didn't blab after all. But what does it matter really? We're all headed in different directions soon. I know you like those shy types."

I took that for Kate's approval. Anyway, we'd both already broken our own rules.

Second problem was Dan; a couple of things to consider with Dan.

Here I need to step back and give a little background about myself. When my high school boyfriend and I graduated and went off to separate colleges, predictably we split—after a few difficult months. In the beginning I tried a couple of new boyfriends before concluding that what I

really

wanted was to explore, experience new things. Most importantly I wanted to keep my options open while I was figuring out where I was going in life, getting my career path sorted.

So now I was headed off to law school after graduation in a couple months, happily single, and generally satisfied with the occasional hookup. Like Kate said, I never had difficulty finding partners, but I'm picky, and recently my favorites seemed to have found girlfriends that didn't keep them at arm's length. So now I was thinking about Dan, despite the potential problems. He was unattached, and it didn't bother me that we would be headed to different places soon—I wasn't in the market for permanent, I knew it wasn't a big emotional issue for me.

But...Dan might be different, and I didn't want to break his heart, either. He was a little younger for one thing. An accelerated student, he graduated from high school a year early and somehow was officially a sophomore by the end of his first college year; that's why he was eligible to move off campus as a second-year student. Now he was going to be graduating after three years, going on to graduate school at MIT. His youth showed in his baby face, but only partly explained his, well, inexperience.

Since we'd returned, he seemed even less outgoing than usual. Except for showing off his eclipse pictures he had almost disappeared. Whenever we crossed paths in the house, he was off to somewhere else. I was worried that I'd already hurt him or offended him somehow with what we did. I needed to talk to him.

***

The guys had the two bedrooms on the top floor; the four of us girl's bedrooms were on the second floor. I'd hardly been up in 'the attic' since they moved in. Late Sunday night I screwed up my courage and tip-toed upstairs into the guys' completely dark hallway in my pj shorts and a loose tank top. A little light escaped under Dan's door, so I tapped.

"Yeah?"

I heard the floor creaking and the door opened. He looked startled to see me standing there.

"Jen! I thought it was Tom looking for shampoo or something. What's up?"

"Can we talk for a minute?"

"I guess...I was just doing some reading."

He stood there in his sweat shorts and tee, looking at me. I didn't wait for an invite, just pushed past him and sat on the edge of his bed. The only light was the little reading lamp on his bed stand, but looking around at his room I could still see that he kept it clean. No dirty clothes on the floor, everything in its place. And it smelled nice too, like he did. His hair was wet, he must have had a shower.

"What's up?

He walked around to the other side of the bed and propped himself against a pile of pillows, crossing his legs on the bed and looking a little uncomfortable with me. I hadn't got so far as to figure out what to say. I took a minute trying to collect my words, while he looked down at his bare feet.

"Listen, Dan, I wanted to apologize if I've done anything that upset you. I know it just kind of happened and we never talked about it. I hope I didn't freak you out. Seems like you haven't wanted to be around me and I'm sorry if I've made things weird for you."

"No, Jen, no. That's not it."

He seemed taken aback and fumbled around trying to thoughts together.

It was...great...nothing I ever expected. It...I was happy. Thank you...it made me feel good. I just...well, look, to be honest I've always had kind of a crush on you. I know I'm a nerdy, awkward guy. You're out of my league, I really...now every time I'm around you I... I need to stop thinking about it..."

"Dan! Stop! You are a sweet, cute guy. You're so smart. Come on, stop thinking about yourself that way! We're not in high school anymore. And I really had a nice time too!"

Just then I heard voices, Tom's door across the hall opened and a woman laughed. The door closed, then some low talking and more laughter, and then an exclamation.

"Jeez Tom, you're already hard?"

"Your text got me excited!"

"Oh god, Dan. Tom's at it again."

"Just wait, it gets worse."

I looked back at Dan.

"Listen, Dan..."

But words didn't seem enough to convey the message. I swung my legs up on the bed and settled against him. The bed felt comfortable.

"Listen. Maybe not everyone is in your league either."

I rubbed my hand on his thigh as a friendly gesture to emphasize the point. Looking at him I could see him reddening.

"It's just that whenever I start thinking about it

this

happens."

He was pointing at his crotch. He was visibly growing one. I laughed a little.

"And I start thinking about it when I'm around you."

"Dan! You just got laid for the first time in your life, it's normal. It's okay! Don't worry about it. It doesn't bother me."

In truth it was having the opposite effect on me. He was obviously commando under those sweat shorts, his cock pushing up, its swollen head outlined under the fabric.

"It's embarrassing..."

"You just need a little more experience."

From across the hall, we heard Tom's muffled voice.

"Oh god, yes! Wow! That feels so good, that is so good! Let me have your other lips up here!"

We could hear his moans through the thin walls as they carried on. I surmised he was getting some good oral, Tom apparently putting his tongue to work too, and she audibly joined the chorus. We sat together just listening and giggling for a while, until the woman let the world know she was climaxing, and they quieted to barely audible murmurs.

"Welcome to my sex life," Dan said.

I laughed and gave his leg another lingering squeeze. See what I'm saying though? Dan has a sardonic wit that he too often turned on himself. Within a couple minutes the sounds picked up again; now they were obviously fucking.

"Well, at least it's good masturbation material!"

I'd embarrassed him again. But, sharing a house with five other (mostly) sexually active college students for two years has given me plentiful opportunities to listen to other people having sex and picture what they're doing. Honestly, most of the time I enjoy it. Hearing my housemates going at it has always aroused me, especially the girls but even when it's Tom. I certainly was turned on now. Dan was too if his irrepressible erection was any indication. I really wanted to get my hands on it.

"Dan?"

"What?"

"The other thing I came to tell you is..."

I hesitated for a second, but then went ahead.

"...I want to have sex."

"What??"

"With you. I want to have sex with you."

I started to lean over to kiss him when we heard a muffled groan as Tom announced rather loudly.

"Fuck! You're going to make me cum!"

"Cum on my tits, cum on my tits!"

We tried to suppress our laughter, but probably failed rather miserably. When the grunting and satisfied exclamations ended, we heard the woman complaining and laughing.

"

You got it on my face."

There is not much better in life than being amused AND aroused. When we stopped laughing, I couldn't take it anymore and rolled over on Dan, straddling him, kissing him. Even through a couple layers of fabric, his rigid cock against my pussy was the balm I was seeking. But the rest of him was a little rigid too. There were too many clothes in the way for one thing.

"Take off your shirt!"

To punctuate my request, I rose to my knees and whipped off my own top to reveal my bare breasts. The look on his face was a sweet combination of amazement, pleasure, and befuddlement, but he cooperated as I tugged his off. As we moved to disrobe, my crotch sat against his erection, moving just enough to stimulate, leaving him moaning his bliss. I could already feel my own wetness spreading into my pjs.

Once I had his shirt off, I bent down to kiss him, breasts against his chest, then leaned forward to smother him with my full C-cups, teasing his lips with their engorged nipples, waiting for him to take them in his mouth to tongue and kiss. He was tentative and gentle, his touch exciting. I wanted more.

There were still too many clothes though. I gradually slid down, dragging my boobs along his nearly hairless chest, past his hips, until my face nuzzled his still-hidden cock. Gabbing the hem of his shorts, I lifted them over his stiff penis as it popped up, pausing for a few seconds to take in its scent and admire the lovely ugliness of his perfectly sized tool, finally sitting up just long enough to yank them off and toss them over my shoulder. Dan remained passive, seemingly helpless, moaning quietly as I did what I wanted, knowing there was more in store. Now he laid in front of me entirely naked, trepidatious, his manhood twitching in its eagerness, beckoning me.

We locked eyes as I slowly moved back over it, skimming breasts along his legs until I could dangle them over his excited penis, jumping to their touch and causing Dan to moan more loudly. I wanted to release him from his pent-up desire and moved my lips to his tip, lightly touching it, fondling his balls gently. Nice, heavy balls.

"Oh god Jen!"

His cock was jumping around as I teased it, so I wrapped fingers around the base to still it while I tickled my tongue along the sensitive underside, quickly increasing his state of arousal, before taking the tip in my lips again, gently encircling, sinking a little deeper, then licking his length with the flat of my tongue again. His protestations were louder now.

"Oh no, not again...oh god!"

I took him in my mouth again, using my superpower to delve deeper until his cock was lodged all the way in my throat and my lips kissed his untrimmed pubis, briefly in and out. Immediately his whole body tensed up, he was already getting close. I knew he wouldn't last long. I wanted to watch his throes and see his eruption, so pulling off, I went back to tonguing him, focusing on his frenulum now, teasing it mercilessly while looking up at his face, my free hand exploring the underside of his scrotum, fingers stroking his perineum. His eyes were closed, and his mouth was open, moaning and vocalizing.

Oh no, oh no, stop, I can't hold off, anhhh!!

"Cum for me! Just do it!" I urged.

"Oh no, I'm...fuuuck!!!! Unhhhhhh!"

He was guttural as he lost it, pushing up, instinctively seeking nature's cove, multiple shots flying futilely into the air, finally finishing with a brief spasm of laughter at the sweet relief and the silliness of his orgasmic throes. No doubt the neighbors across the hall were entertained if they were awake.

"Oh god...you made me make a mess."

I chuckled, crawled up to kiss him, lying on his chest, getting some of his sticky mess on myself, his arms surrounding me. We laid there entwined while he recovered. Dan was silent again.

Muted laughter and chatter drifted in from across the hall, as Tom and the woman continued their fun; apparently beginning another round.

"There, like that Tom. Oh yeah! Put a finger there...no, just one! Ohhh god yes that feels good! Keep doing it!"

While the lovers across the hall revealed their increasing ardor with periodic exclamations, Dan's hands wandered my body, his touch delicate, sensitive, sensual, wending from the sides of my breasts around to my back, tracing along my spine, down to my ass, reaching under the hem of my pjs and grabbing my butt, reminding me how very aroused I was.

"Take off my bottoms."

I rolled away from him as he looked at me.

"I want

you

to take them off."

He moved down a little awkwardly to do as I asked. Taking the waistband and scooting down my legs he came face to face with my bare vulva, maybe getting a closeup of a real one for the first time in his life, pausing there for a beat, taking in the sight I suppose. Then he surprised me, planting a gentle kiss on my labia, sending a lovely little thrill to my insides.

"Jen, you are so beautiful."

He is a sweet boy.

After pulling my pjs off and throwing them into the pile of clothes on the floor he crawled back into my waiting arms to kiss me, his stiffening penis falling onto my vulva. I reached down to take it in hand, rubbing it against my nub, tickling my clit just how I liked. I really like his dick; the boy gets hard! Dan was clearly getting more excited, too; his hands were finding my breasts and my ass, gripping a little tighter as I played with him. My pent-up libido demanded its own release.