Best friends; 19 year olds - Marcus "Ace" Johnson, Julian "Jazz" Martinez, and Eliot Spencer, all grew up together in the same neighborhood. Ever since meeting back in junior high, they've been best friends. After high school graduation, they continued hanging around with each other, and eventually decided to cut the cost of living expenses 3-ways by moving into an apartment together. After an exhausting search to find a 3 bedroom apartment in their price range, they finally settled for one for rent in the East LA area where they grew up.
Jazz is 6-1, 165 lbs, with a medium muscular build, tan skin, and dreadlocks flowing to the back. He was a former soccer player in HS, and still likes to play soccer with his close friends on the community fields whenever he gets the chance. He is the charming, social butterfly type with several romantic interests, none of which he takes too seriously, and currently works as a personal trainer while attending night classes in college.
Ace is 6-3, 200 lbs of thick muscle. A former wrestler in HS, he's dark brown with a very close buzz cut. Ace is the very serious minded type with an 18-year-old son he had when he was just 18, although he is no longer involved with the baby's mother. He currently works as a chef and moonlights as a security guard at a popular music venue on weekends.
Eliot is 6-0, light brown skin, 150 lbs, slim muscular build, with a close fade cut. He has a steady girlfriend whom he just started dating since working as a graphic designer for a local marketing firm.
For the last 6 months, the 3 young men have been living together as best friends and roommates. As with all roommates, sometimes indiscretions are infringed upon. Occasionally someone will walk in on someone in the shower, or using the toilet, -often one is incidentally seen walking the hall from his room naked, or sporting a morning hardon. And when it comes to inviting over the feminine persuasions, they sometimes hear each other through the paper-thin walls which separate their individual rooms.
Jazz is the one usually known to have a steady array of young women who share his bed at different times. Eliot usually invites the same female over time after time, while Ace seems to bid his time mostly between working his two jobs, and supporting his young son at his mother's house.
One night within those 6 months of living together and sharing household responsibilities, Eliot awoke to the sound of Jazz's headboard banging against his wall. Groggily he got up to use the bathroom and get something to drink. When he passed by Jazz's door, he couldn't help placing his ear up to it to listen to the young man enjoy his latest female conquest. Curiously Eliot sank to his knees and peeked through the eyehole to see Jazz's tan butt cheeks heaving up and down between the spread legs of some woman. She was moaning and groaning like a total vixen while she scratched at his muscular ass cheeks with her fingernails. Jazz fucked her hard as the bed bounced from every stroke of his effort. Eliot felt his dick starting to rise at the sight, and decided his peeping efforts were perverse, so he stopped and went downstairs to get a glass of water. When he reached the bottom step, he noticed the blue glow of the television screen, and saw his other roommate Marcus jacking himself off to one of his favorite pornos.
Eliot stepped just before turning the corner and revealing himself. He stared as Marcus whacked at his thick dick while cupping his big bloated balls with his free hand. Eliot pulled his own hard dick from his pajama bottoms, and started jacking off to the same rhythm as Marcus. He shot off at the same time he saw Marcus's cum arch up out of the head of his fat dick, and splatter all over his bare chest and stomach. Eliot came in his own hand, biting his bottom lip to keep from moaning aloud as he wrenched out a fresh batch of milky cum. Then Eliot did something he'd been doing ever since the age he learned about masturbation..., he licked the fresh semen from his own hand as he ascended the steps quietly back to his bed.
It was several nights later when the 3 friends met up at Club Neon where Marcus worked as a security guard. It was Friday night, and Jazz and Eliot were keeping Marcus company at the door. They were drinking free drinks from the bar, while checking out every dress that passed by.
Jazz was on the prowl again (of course), while Eliot awaited his girlfriend to arrive. Soon they found themselves deep in discussion when Jazz asked Marcus why he was the only one who hadn't tagged any "booty" in the new apartment. "After 6 months of living there, I'm starting to think you no longer have an interest in girls, man!" --joked Jazz.
"I still like girls..." said Marcus, eyeballing one of the sexy women that flashed her I.D. as she flirted and walked by. "...but I ain't trying to have no more kids, man. Pussy is a trap! Shit feels good, but then 6 weeks later they're telling you they're pregnant!"
"Man..., you can't let that stop you from getting your freak on! Shit man, all you gotta do is bag it up! You can still hit it!" --informed Jazz, sipping on a Mojito.
"I don't like condoms, man. Never have. Shit makes me lose my erection as soon as I put one on!" --insisted Marcus.
"You could always pull out before you cum..." Suggested Jazz, trying to find an alternative.
"No way, man..., that's how I ended up with Tara!" --insisted Marcus, having already tried that route.
"Well there's always head..., ain't that right Eliot?"
"Sho nuff!" said Eliot, sucking on a Cosmopolitan.
"I've got my methods of getting off..." said Marcus, wanting to end the conversation.
"Yeah..., jacking off to your porn collection, no doubt!" --laughed Jazz.
"That shit played out when we were 14, before we learned what pussy taste like!"
"Well, for some of us, it's still the preferred method!" --snapped Marcus, not liking Jazz's ridicule.
"Look man..., I could hook you UP with a girl if you like! I could give you one of my regulars..., Alisha gives good head man, I could get her to suck your dick for you!" --offered Jazz, generously.
"I'm cool man, thanks." --said Marcus
Just then Eliot's girlfriend walked up, and gave him a kiss on the cheek before saying hello to the fellas. Eliot excused himself, and took her inside to find a table and order some drinks. For the next hour or so, they danced to the music and got their buzz on. When Eliot excused himself to go to the restroom, he found himself standing at an open urinal taking a piss. Another guy, tall, light skin, and as fine as wine came in and stood next to him. Eliot tried not to look as the guy unzipped, and pulled out his dick. But Eliot noticed out the corner of his eye how the man seemed to stroke himself discreetly while he stood at the urinal. Eliot stole a quick peek, and saw the man was holding a bonafide erection. It looked to be about a good 8 inches long, and thick. Eliot was shocked. When he looked up at the guy, the man looked back over at him and grinned.
"Sup, young buck?" he asked.
"N...no...not much, man." --said Eliot, finding his voice.
The man continued to stroke his meat while Eliot watched. Eliot felt his own dick starting to harden in his hand. He looked back over his shoulder to make certain no one else was watching. He felt terribly exposed by standing there in plain view with an erection, but the man looked as cool as a cucumber.
"You come here often?" asked the guy, trying to hold a conversation.
"Sometimes..., my friend works here." --explained Eliot, prying his eyes away from the dick.
"The security guard I saw you with?" asked the guy, surprising Eliot. Had he been watching him? "Who's the girl I saw you dancing with?" He WAS watching!
"My girlfriend." --answered Eliot.
"Cool. I'm married." --informed the man, still stroking his dick lazily. "But sometimes I like to come out to the clubs alone..., see what I can get into. You know?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"What do you like to get into?" asked the man, openly eyeing Eliot.
"Wh..wh...what do you mean?" asked Eliot, feeling uncomfortable.
"Girls..., guys..., top..., bottom..., -what's your preference?"
