The sounds of cocksucking bounce off the cinder block walls of our tiny dorm room. My straight roommate, Colin, is naked now and has begun stroking his growing erection as he watches us from his bed. The feeling of a hot, wet, obviously-experienced mouth greedily feasting on my cock begins to fill me a familiar pleasure that tells me I won't last long. Normally, it would be a buff wrestler or swimmer down on his knees servicing me for this level of quality blowjob. Normally.
Today it is a big-breasted, blonde cheerleader that Colin has brought home with him. To my horror, she's doing a damned fine job of turning me on! Not that I have anything against women, mind you. I just prefer guys. Yes, I'm gay and I'm proud of it. I've gotten a blowjob or two from girls I went to school with, but in my experience they don't really know how to please a man orally. Most of the time they're too afraid of cum and they act like it's dirty or something. But not this girl! This girl is a pro!
Colin and I have been roommates since we met at a frat party our Sophomore year. That was two years ago. He liked to get drunk with the guys and I liked to see how many drunken frat boys I could suck off in one night; call it a test of my skill if you like.
For a straight guy, Colin has always had a very open mind, and we quickly became "friends with benefits" even before we became roommates. Whenever he's too drunk to pick up a girl or when he strikes out (which isn't very often at all), he can always rely on me for a quick and easy blowjob.
Colin is a center on the football team of the University, and he has an athletically toned body that is known for turning heads. Blowing him is always a pleasure, not just for his huge nine-inch cock, but for the visual feast of flesh his incredible body provides.
Colin is lying back on his bed watching us and jacking off. It may have started as a joke, but it has become something more. He's
enjoying this
. Our eyes meet and without a word he flashes me that "What are you gonna' do about it?" grin that he does so well. He was mocking me and I will not give him the satisfaction of getting to me.
I look down into her face, is she enjoying this as much as I am? Her expression is all too familiar, I've made it myself plenty of times. She was definitely into this! Eyes wide open, watching me, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes shining back at me. The pleasure of arousal was intoxicating, as much for me as for her. God, if only she were a guy... I shouldn't be enjoying this so much.
How the hell did I get
here
!? I have to pick up Gloria in an hour to drive her up to Atlanta for her flight home. It's fall break and the University is on hiatus until late next week, a lot of people are going home. Colin and I are among the few staying on campus. My best friend Gloria, affectionately known as Glory-The-Fag-Hag, talked me into taking her to the airport last night when her ride cancelled on her unexpectedly.
I had been in the shower, minding my own business, jacking off to the memory of that guy on the wrestling team I sucked off last night. What was his name? Mark. Oh yeah, that was it... My cell phone rang. I let it go to voicemail so I could devote all my attention to my dream wrestler. I could almost feel his big meat in my mouth as I fisted my cock, the feeling of his heavy balls as a rolled them around my fingers, his heady man-funk filling my senses. I could feel orgasm beginning to approach when my cell phone rang again. FUCK! This time I couldn't ignore it. I got out quickly, grabbed a towel and answered the phone. "Hello?" It was Glory.
"You awake yet, bitch?" She chided.
"Yeah, bitch, I'm awake! I was just in the shower."
"Well, quit playing with your big gay pee-pee and hurry it up already! We have to be there two hours early to get through all the security screening thingies."
"I know," I answered, "we'll be there in plenty of time."
"You know, Kyle, I really appreciate you doing this for me. You're a real lifesaver!"
Glory and I had been tight friends since we showed up at freshman orientation four years ago. She was like a sister to me, and there's nothing I wouldn't do for her. But I wanted to get back to my shower and my wrestler.
"Hey, that's what friends are for! You'd do the same for me. Listen, I was just in the shower so..." I said with a smile, hoping she'd take the hint and let me get back to my shower.
Suddenly, the door of our tiny dorm room flew open and Colin came bursting in locked in the throes of passion with an attractive blonde girl with the biggest tits I'd ever seen. There I was, naked, dripping wet, with an erection, speechless.
Kissing and groping each other as they ripped away at each others' clothes, Colin and his playmate didn't notice me at first. I suppose the prudent thing would have been to quickly retreat to the bathroom, but before I could, I was busted.
She saw me first and her eyes got as big as saucers. When she stopped kissing him, Colin opened his eyes and then turned and looked at me. I knew what he was going to say before he said it. I braced myself for some snide comment, but he didn't speak to me. He just smiled that evil little crooked smile of his and whispered something in the blonde's ear.
"Uhh, Glory, can I call you back in a little while?" I managed to stutter into the phone. The towel I had been holding with one hand was not even partially concealing my nakedness.
The blonde cracked a smile of perfect white teeth and began slinking toward me, staring at my hardon like a fat man looks at babyback ribs.
"Colin just came in and I'm standing here naked, let me let you go, Gloria." I almost pleaded, wondering what the blonde was up to.
"Tell that fine roommate of yours I said hello! Is he still dating that slut, Sara?" Glory asked.