u/melodyt-

Everyone is over the age of 18

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Our college guarantees dormitories for the freshmen, and it's a lottery system for every year after that. I honestly think dorms are kinda awesome. I don't have to cook or clean, and I roll out of bed 5 minutes before class. 

However, I didn't win the lottery. So, at the end of my first year, I was scrambling to figure something out. I fuck with my friends, but they're all smokers and I'd probably never get shit done if I lived with any of them. But, I couldn't afford to live alone either. 

My dormmate didn't get campus housing either, and we sort of looked at each other and said, “Well, we made it a whole year without someone flipping out.” And, if we could make it work in such a small space (I'm telling you, I could have probably stood on my bed and crossed over to his without even jumping), then sharing an apartment should be no problem. 

Theoretically, it was sound. In fact, that would solve the few problems we did have as dormmates. Jaden isn’t a huge fan of the skunk smell, so I would be able to use my bong in peace in my own room.  Plus, the dude is kinda a homo man-slut and I was always staying out late so he could do his thing. Having an apartment would fix that issue too. 

Theoretically, it was sound. 

Then, bam, motherfucking pandemic. 

I think we had one weekend of normalcy and then everything shut down. All our courses went online and then basically we were locked down at home for weeks on end. 

Jaden and I are cool. We talk whenever we need to and it's chill. There's no god damn ideal situation to be in a pandemic, but our setup is not the worst. We've already lived with each other for a year, so it's not like we weren't used to seeing each other around. It just became a lot more. 

I honestly spent a lot of the first two weeks just blazing up. Couldn't pay attention to the online lectures anyway so why suffer in HD? I saw that Jaden was taking it more seriously at first, but he gave up eventually too. We started hanging out more as the days dragged on, although there's not that much we share in common. You can tell just by comparing how the two of us look. Our shit never gets mixed up in the laundry because everything I have is dark, and he wears all colours of the rainbow. Gotta rep that gay pride. 

I think he was going to the gym pretty much every day last year. Even while we’re stuck at home, he's doing pushups and sit ups on the floor like he's afraid that 6 pack might run away on him. I like working out too, but I also like a fucking pizza. I probably have a good 50 pounds on Jaden. 

“You're giving me a headache, dude.” I say with my lungs full of smoke, and then I blow it out the window. “What are you working out so hard for anyway?” 

“If there's one thing you need to know about gay guys,” Jaden says between crunches, “is that they’ll find any opportunity to get more ripped. I don't wanna be behind when this is all over.” 

“You're fine, man.” I lift up my black shirt to show him my belly. “You're far from this.” 

“Yeah, but that works for you. I can't pull off being a beefcake. Don't have the bones for it.” He switches to bicycle crunches and I'm exhausted just looking at him. 

“You want some?” I extend the bong to him, hoping he will just relax. I know he doesn't smoke regularly, but I do actually see a spark in interest in his eyes. I load it up for him and flick the lighter open. 

“Sure, what the hell,” Jaden says with a final crunch. I hold the glass for him as he sucks, and he immediately coughs the smoke everywhere in the room. 

“Fuck!” I laugh. Putting everything down, I open the window so the haze can clear faster. When I sit back down, my roommate is still coughing his lungs out. “You okay, dude?” 

“Yeah… just.. haven't…” he coughs. “Been a long time.” 

Anddddd his eyes are bloodshot. 

“Since that last time with you,” Jaden finishes his sentence with a gasp of air. 

Last time? 

There's a funny story behind that one. Basically, I was a dumbass and took a random pill from our RA’s desk, thinking it was for parties. Didn't know that the man had problems getting it up, but it was in fact a boner pill. It was pretty much a public health emergency how bricked up I was. 

I told you that our beds were like two feet apart right? 

“You still cum twice?” Jaden lays back on the ground, looking up at me with cloudy eyes.

“Yeah, you kinda unlocked that skill for me,” I say. It should be fucking awkward but I guess it's funny enough that it bypasses that? My gay dormmate sucked me off so I didn't have to go to the hospital for the world’s biggest bone. 

And yeah, he was good at it. I could see why he had guys lining up to be on that small twin size bed. 

“You try any other guys since?” Jaden asks, completely in a daze. 

“Man, the grass is getting to your loins,” I chuckle. 

“You try getting fucked everyday and then have nothing.” He scratches his chest and I can see his thoughts drifting to his spank bank. 

“Hey, I get laid,” I say. Not as much as him. I think women just aren't as chill about sex as gay dudes are. 

“When was the last time?” 

“When I went back home during the break, I fucked my ex,” I admit. 

“Like 1 month and a half ago?” Jaden says. “I sucked a cock the day they announced the lockdown. Had to get my last fix.” He licks his lips. 

Flower makes me horny too. I think it makes everybody horny. I guess on someone hypersexual like my roommate, it's just amplified. 

“Did you cum twice with her?” he asks. 

“Nah. Just once.”

“What do you mean I unlocked a new skill then? God damn, your calves are the size of my head,” Jaden says, staring intently at my legs like it’s the first time he’s seen legs. “Can I touch them?” 

“Sure?” I say. His wrists do look tiny compared to my ankles. “Oh yeah, I meant like now I know I can bust twice, but I mostly do it when I'm jerking off.” 

“That's such a waste,” Jaden says to my calves. He gently massages them, like he's testing out the firmness of the muscle there. “If I was your girlfriend, I would milk you dry.”

“Well, she's just my ex and we probably shouldn't have been fucking anyway. Okay, dude, you’re going to have to buy me a drink first!” I pull my leg slightly away as his hands wander a little too far up to my thigh. 

“Sorry.” His hands go back down to my calf. “Fuck, I'm horny.” 

“Yeah, man, I can pretty much see your hard-on.” Actually, I can. Laying down with shorts on doesn't make it so discreet. 

“A month and a half though…” Jaden murmurs. “Is this okay?” He pulls on the top of my sock and I nod.

“Oh fuck.” I didn't expect to see my roommate shove his nose in the sole of my foot. He takes a big inhale and his breath comes in a whiny moan. 

Fuck. 

“That smells so good,” he sighs and breathes in my foot stench again. “By the way, George, if you ever wanna blow in something besides your fleshlight,” he pulls my sock down and my jaw drops as he sucks on my big toe, “I’d make it a double for you.” 

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This one really starts mid-fuck, and is for all the elite readers that have been following my story. You can start at the last story, or maybe from the beginning if you like that. Otherwise I think I'll leave it like that! Long story short, I wanted to get creamed raw by a guy, and my best friend Kai thought that was a stupid and dangerous idea. So here he is, filling the gap in...literally.

“How's that?” Kai whispers, prodding inside me with a finger. It's not in very deep. In fact, it's the distinct feeling of not being deep enough. “Does it hurt?” 

“No,” I whisper back. 

“How about this?” He leans forward, pushing his pecs into mine. His finger (I'm pretty sure it's the middle one from the way his other fingers line my crack) penetrates deeper inside me. 

“Ohhh…” 

“Hang on to me, buddy.” Kai notices my knees wobbling and wraps his left arm around my waist. 

I wanted to jerk him off, but now I can't do much but grasp on to his back as he digs his finger into me. 

“Yeah?” He pumps in and out. “You're definitely loosening up. I can do it kind of fast now.” My flesh expands to fit him, driven by the desire I have to be fucked. “I'm going to add another finger.” 

“MmmmMMm…” I whine into his shoulder. With the only freedom I have, I bite his campus hoodie. “Mm…mmm…mm…mmm…” The additional finger adds a satisfying girth to the fuck, fulfilling a part of what I want from him. 

But it's still not enough. I want his cock. And his cock is even thicker than two fingers. 

“Fuck, dude.” Kai smacks my ass with his other hand. “Red as a tomato.” A little jiggle later, he smacks it again.

Ow.

“Mmm…” I groan into his hoodie. “MM!” Smack! 

“Yeah?” 

Smack! 

“MM!” I spit out the fabric in my mouth and go straight for his neck. 

Smack! 

Whatever inhibition I had for kissing his neck dissipates, and I attack it with all my lust. I love feeling the scratchness of his chin on the side of my face, and I love having it on my tongue too. 

“You little slut,” Kai growls with an aggressive finger fuck. Then, he pauses. “Sorry,” he chuckles. 

“It's okay,” I say back with a giggle. I settle into a softer nibbling routine on his neck. 

“That feels good.” My best friend matches the tenderness of my lips with his fingers. 

“Oh…” I moan between kisses. Deeper…deeper…deeper! 

The position isn't great. It's very hot to feel his muscular chest against mine. And our hard cocks pressed together is amazing too. But standing like that gives him limited room to push his fingers into me. 

I have to keep it going. 

“I wanna suck your cock,” I whisper, kissing down to his collar bone. 

His hand holds my ass in place, and his fingers inside keep me from sliding down further. I imitate what I would do to his cock on his neck. 

A lick, and then a suck. A suck and then some kisses downwards.

“I said you should learn to beg,” Kai says. He brings me back up and holds the back of my head, smushing our ears together. 

“Ohh… OH… OH!” His fingers probe deeper inside me. 

“Ask for it again.” His cock flexes against me. 

“I want to suck your cock, please,” I whisper. 

“That's not begging, Miles. When you do it, you have to make the guy feel like you really need it.” 

“Please, let me suck your cock.” I try to turn my head to suck on his ear, but Kai holds my head in place. “Oh…oh…” His fingers massage my inside. 

Come on… please…

“Please?” I moan, humping into his crotch. Each rebound from that movement pushes his fingers inside me. 

“I'm not feeling it, dude.” 

“Please?” I say it again. “Please, Kai? I want to suck it.” I rub his back in desperation, then put my hands up his hoodie again. His skin is hot to the touch, and his pits are wet. “Please, Kai. I need to suck it.” 

“Yeah?” His dick stiffens against mine. 

“Please. I need to suck it. I need to. I need to,” I say breathelessly. His hand loosens on my hand and I turn to suck on his ear. “Please… Please, Kai…” My arms go so far up his clothes that I grip onto his shoulders. 

His fingers exit me, and he lifts his arms. I pull the hoodie off him, and look at his face clearly. 

“Hi,” Kai says with a little smile. He tosses his clothes to the side. 

“Hi.” I take his cock and balls into my two hands. “Can I now?” His smile darkens, and then his blue eyes bore into my soul. “I need it.” 

“Okay,” my best friend says. He leads us to the bed, and sits down leaning against the wall. I take my shirt off, and crawl onto the mattress like a wild animal and hungrily go for his crotch. “Oh!” 

Yes! 

“Oh!”

The hard shape, pointing faithfully at 90 degrees is so fucking good in my mouth. I slobber all over it, pulling it in different directions to test its stiffness. 

“Fuck, dude.” He smacks my ass again. “That's what I'm talking about. Fuck!” 

“Guh…Guh…Guh…” I throat his cock. I'm not worried about gagging. I want it to gag me. 

“Yeah, guys are going… like this… fuck, Miles.” Kai squeezes my ass. I impress myself with how long I can suck his dick without tiring. Don't get me wrong, it is tiring. But it's so worth it. 

So fucking worth it. 

“GUhHhH!” I happily choke on his hard dong, even going further to shove it in my throat in contradiction to my survival instincts.

I need him to cum in me now.

“Fuck me, please,” I say when I go for a breath. As much as I want that, I also want to keep sucking. The stiff cock in my mouth has me feeling intoxicated, especially the random pulses his shaft gives pressed against my tongue. 

“Yeah?” His finger touches my hole again and I moan loudly around his shaft. 

“Fuh…muh…” I groan while sucking his cock. 

“Damn, that's hot,” Kai mumbles above me. 

“Puh….fuhhh…muh…” I drool all over his crotch.

“Alright, you’re gonna get it.” He guides me off and I keep his dick into my mouth until the last second, and it flings itself back into its natural angle. “On your back.” 

I had a second to wipe my mouth before my best friend dragged my legs towards him, ruining the way I laid out the sheets 

“Fuck,” I say. His icy eyes are full of fire, and there is no hint of a smile to be found on those parted lips. 

“Beg me for it one more time.” My ankles land on his shoulders. 

“Please fuck me. Please fuck me… please fuck me…please fuck me…” I melt into desperation as his mushroom head, wet from my spit, rubs into my hole. “Please…please…please! Please!” 

He thrusts into me! 

“AhHHHhHHHHHMMMMMm!” He clamps his palm over my mouth. 

“Neighbours, dude!” Kai breaks away from the serious character. I lick his sweaty hand, telling him that I want him to start fucking. “Yeah?” 

“MMMm!” I moan at the slightest movement. My hips move on their own accord, making our movements meet in the middle. 

“Oh, fuck…” Kai challenges my grinding, matching each one with increased strength. 

His cock feels steel hard inside me. I can feel it in the way it scrapes my insides. His face twitches at every deep thrust. Sometimes his eyes are on me, and sometimes he shuts them tight.

Then, I didn't really feel like moaning anymore. 

It still felt good, but I stopped struggling against the feeling. I stopped resisting what it felt like. I stopped resisting what he felt like. 

“How do you want to finish?” Kai opens his eyes. His lips trembling tells me he feels the control of my body that I just gave him. He uncovers my mouth and I open it to speak.

With you cumming deep inside me. 

“Come closer,” I say instead. He climbs onto the bed, pushing his tool profoundly inside me, and then collapses on top of me. My ankles fall off his shoulder and I wrap my legs around his sweaty back. “That's good.” 

“Yeah? Dude… this feels crazy. You’re hella tight.” 

I'm surrounded by his intense body heat. It's like a sauna, humid with his sweat. His hot breath puffing into my neck as he pumps adds to the overwhelming feeling of being smothered by him. 

“Oh…” Kai moans directly into my right ear. 

Cum in me. 

“I'm getting close,” he pants. “How do you want to finish?” 

How do you want to finish? I want to ask, but I know my friend. He's going to want to do what I want. 

And I think he wants… 

“Harder… please… harder.” A jab into my guts reminds me how much Kai is still holding back on me. “Harder!” 

IN! 

“Please! HARDER!”

IN! 

“Please! Harder! Harder!” 

IN! 

IN! 

IN! 

My bones shudder from the impact he's creating, and I feel at last my best friend's full strength. 

“Oh, I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum in your ass, dude,” he warns me. 

IN! 

IN! 

I'm going to get it.

I'm going to get his seed inside me.

THWACK! 

“Oh god, fuck! FUCK!” His energy swells. 

“Cum in me, Kai. Please cum in me!” Our sweaty bodies slip against one another in a frenzy of humping.

“OH! 

YES! 

“FUCK!” 

YES! 

“OH!” Kai lifts his head, and jams his tool in me. The expression on his face is pure bliss. A perfect erotic snapshot of him shutting his eyes tight with his mouth open in an O-shape.

“I'm going to cum too,” I say as I realize it. I look down at my cock sliding on his wet abs. 

“Yeah?” Kai opens his eyes and looks down. He winces once and then starts fucking. 

“Oh!” I shoot onto my chest handsfree. “Oh!” I grab onto his neck for support as he fucks the cum out of me. “Oh! Oh! Fu…oh! Oh!!!” 

“MMm…” Kai winces again. “I can't anymore. Fuck.” He scrunches his nose as he slows down his pumps. “Are you done?” 

“Yeah,” I lie, looking at the way his forehead drips, and feeling the cum flow stop mid-shaft.

“Good.” He relaxes. “Insane.” A beautiful radiant smile spreads on his face. “I’m feeling presidential.”

“Why?” His sweat drips on me.

“Because, mission accomplished.” 

He's so cute. I look at his chest, then abs, then dick as he pulls it out of me. 

“Whoa whoa, I got you.” Kai stops me as I put my legs down. With a towel, he wipes my chest down gently. 

I watch him do it, and touch his face briefly as he moves toward cleaning my lower half. 

“Thanks, Kai.”

“Of course, buddy.” he says. 

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I'm guessing you clicked on this because of the title. Don't worry, we'll get there. It doesn't exactly start here though. You know, as horny as we all are in college, this kind of conversation doesn't just come out of nowhere.

Start from the beginning if you want the full story, but I guess what built up to this moment is pretty simple. I was a virgin before I came out of the closet to Kai, my best friend. We're the same age, but sometimes he treats me like the little bro because of my inexperience. He wanted me to be safe while I explored being gay, and after I hosted for the first time, we realized that it can be really UNsafe to deal with internet randos. That's when Kai started to say that I should just experiment on him while I figured it all out.

It started with blowjobs...and that went into fingering...and then he took my ass virginity. Basically, he took all my firsts. So...it just makes sense that he be the first to creampie me, especially since he already fucked me. He just didn't finish inside me.

But now I want it. And he agreed to it.

I hadn't considered myself to be a messy guy. For real, you should see some of the other guys’ dorm rooms. The first week on campus was all parties, and let's just say that some of them never caught up on the cleaning afterwards. I 100 percent keep my shoes on if I ever need to stop by someone's room. 

I'm also neater than Kai. His thing is laundry. He himself is never dirty, but he's adopted this strategy of buying new socks more often than he washes the old ones. He says that after two weeks, he’d rather just throw them away. That’s why we mostly hang out in my room. 

And Kai is here pretty much at some point everyday, so there is no real reason I should feel ashamed about the state of my room. 

But I do? Knowing that he's coming over to fuck me later made me realize how much junk I had laying around. I spent a good part of an hour throwing stuff away and making my bed, but it just looks blah. 

Oh yeah, he’s coming to fuck me. Or, at least that's what we said yesterday. I wanted to get creampied and he's the only one I trust to do it. 

Actually, I’m ravenous enough to feel jizz drip out of my ass that I would find a rando on the internet to do it. It was Kai that didn't approve. I can agree that it's not the safest thing to do, but… 

I just need someone to cum in my ass.

I am glad that my best friend said yes. It'll be just my second time bottoming ever and as much as I want the ending result, I'm actually really anxious about the middle part of it all. Grindr guys are scary as fuck. 

“Alright, good enough,” I say to myself as I shove the rest of my clothes into the drawers. Then, I text Kai to see where he's at. To be honest, I'm also worried that he's going to cancel. 

If I were straight… I wouldn't want to fuck my gay friend’s ass, probably? 

“Finishing a run then have to shower,” he responds.

I don't know. I could analyze that sort of text for hours. Like, if he was excited, maybe he would have some exclamation marks? But why would he be excited? He's straight. He's just doing it for me. 

I do have a little bit of an addiction to the app now. Call it window shopping, I guess, except the salespeople say “hey looking?” instead of “how's it going?” 

They always ask for more pictures, but I don't have any besides the ones Kai took of my ass. Those are really popular, but the headless men want more. 

While I was waiting for Kai, I modeled some of my underwear in the closet mirror. None of my underwear is sexy. It's mostly just… the same thing in 3 different colours? I think the blue one looks the best on me 

Oh, he needed porn to get hard last time.

In the pair of blue boxer-briefs, I go through my tablet history and put on the same video as last time. It worked, so why not again? Then, I go back to trying to make my ass look better in the mirror. Like going back to the fridge and seeing if anything has changed, I guess.

I must have taken 60 pictures on my phone in that position. Even my damn back started hurting from twisting and arching. After that, I took the underwear off because I thought it was ruining the picture. 

So, I was just in a t-shirt when Kai came in the door. 

“Very handy that I have my own key now,” he says, jingling the lanyard as he comes in. “Uh…” My best friend looks at me covering my crotch. “Welcome home, honey?” 

“Close the door!” I hiss. “Why do you have …” I pause when I remember I gave him the spare key in case the DL married guy was actually a murderer. 

“You know, foreplay is a thing, dude,” Kai chuckles, making a joke of opening the door super wide to expose my bare ass before closing it. “It's not just bang bang bang.” He shoves his index finger into a hole. “Wait, you said I’m 3 fingers right?” Kai adds his middle and ring finger. 

“God, I should've never told you that.” 

He's wearing a campus hoodie, along with black shorts. Kai steps behind me in the mirror, and notices the phone in my hand. 

“Taking ass pics again?” 

He smells fantastic. Just out of the shower with freshly applied deodorant that is a little minty. Maybe not mint? Really fresh in any case. 

“You should do it now while your cheeks are so red.” I look at his reflection as he peeks down at my ass. 

“I already took a lot.” I inhale his scent. I'm still covering my crotch with one hand, but now it's a moot point because it's bigger than what my fingers can hide. 

“Let's see, dude.” Kai lifts my hand with the phone in it and peers over my shoulder. “It's not bad. But the position is kinda making you look a little girly. Do gay guys like that?” 

“I don't know.” I shrug. The temptation gets to me and I tilt my head to the right just enough to feel his light scruff on my face. 

“If I were you,” Kai turns his head, directly scratching me with his face, “I would do it straight on. You've got some muscle down there so that would show it off.” 

“Uh huh.” The being turned on feeling elevates my breathing. I know I'm not being even discreet anymore about being horny for his facial hair. He knows it for sure. I tilt my head back, and he rubs his chin onto my neck. 

Oh god…

I let my hand “covering” my crotch fall to the side. It rises in the reflection of the mirror, twitching and ticking its way up. 

“The mirror is a good touch though. I'll show you what I mean.” Kai turns me around, and I press my chest against his. 

Fuck…

“Yeah, you're happy to see me, dude, I get it,” he says with a small laugh in my ear. “Clench. Harder. Thereeee we go.” 

He smells so good. 

“I think your market is going to like this better.”

I couldn't care less about looking at the picture. I put my chin on his shoulder, and huff his clean fresh scent in. It has to taste as good as it smells. I turn my head slightly and touch my lips to the nape of his neck. 

“Dude, you're really bricked up.” 

My lips part just enough to take in a bit of his skin, and I leave a small peck on it.

Is that…okay? 

“Were you watching porn before I came?” Kai asks.

I can feel his heartbeat through our clothes. It wasn't noticeable at first, but it's getting faster as I give his neck small sucks. 

“It's for you.” My hands give into temptation too and grab his waist. I go inside his hoodie as soon as possible and grope his tight muscles. 

“Nice customer service,” Kai says. His pecs are delicious to touch, but what's even better is that heartbeat. “Just missing a glass of wine or… okay, dude!” I interrupt him by shoving my hand in his shorts.

No underwear. 

It’s still soft, but he’s quickly reacting to my grip. I jerk it as I kiss his neck, my hunger powered by the blood pumping into his meat. 

“You want this cock?” 

“Oh…” I moan loudly as his chin prickles my earlobe. I pull his shorts down. His hands grip my asscheeks so tight that I have to groan in a little bit of pain. 

“You want to get fucked again, Miles?” The right hand leaves my ass, and then returns a second later in my crack with a wet finger.

“Yeah…” I whine, sucking on his neck. I touch his ass too, which I'm sure is nicer than mine.

“And what do you want this time?” Kai’s cock flexes in my hand in response to my strokes. 

“I want you to cum in me,” I moan as his finger massages my hole. 

“You're looser than last time,” he says. “You really do have a nice ass, dude. Better than most girls.” He jiggles my left cheek, clearly looking in the mirror at it. 

“Fuck me until you cum,” I say into his ear. “Ah!” His finger goes inside me. 

“You should learn to beg. Every guy likes that.” He pushes his hard-on into my fist. 

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So the title is kinda weird. I didn't just straight up ask the man to breed me out of the blue. That would be insane. It's kind of a long story if you haven't been following along. Start here if you want.

But I guess in short, when I came out to my best friend Kai, he had some doubts about whether or not I had enough experiences to make a statement like that. He's my closest buddy though, and he wanted me to be safe, so he offered himself as a "study subject".

Yeah, you can read through the lines and tell that I sucked him off a couple times. Then he fingered me...then...well, he fucked me. So, yeah, if there was a "gay card" application, I'm pretty sure I'll pass now. I mean, I came while bottoming, and I feel like that's as gay as it gets. The only part of the eperience I wasn't happy about, was that Kai didn't finish in me. So, that's where this story starts. Enjoy, elite readers!

I felt so damn horny after Kai fucked me. 

I thought I was horny before, because I was constantly daydreaming about the next sexual experience now that I've admitted to myself (and my best friend) I’m gay. However, in hindsight, that was just all mental. 

Now, it's a physical beat pulsing inside me. I want to feel flesh, pumping in and out of my hole. I want to feel balls slapping against mine with each thrust. I want to get the cum fucked out of me again, and feel my hole clamp down around a hard dick. 

And I want someone to seed me this time. 

I just couldn't let go of that thought. The idea of getting injected with shots and shots of cum in my guts and having it drip down my leg made me feel crazy with desire. It led to me searching for creampie videos online and I watched at least 50 of them in a go. 

My favourite part? When the top loses control and mounts their bottom like a beast, just trying to shove their cock in as deep as possible while breeding ass. 

I want that. 

Something about getting fucked just triggered a physical thing inside me. I was horny all the time, and I started to seeing every man as a potential fuck. 

I spend a lot of time at the pool cause I'm part of the swim team. Normally, I'm in and out of the showers because I don't want to take too long in there. Today? It's fucking amazing to see all those cocks dripping with water. Big cocks. Small cocks. Cut cocks. Uncut cocks. They were all sexy. They could all breed me.

As horny as I was, I'm still a shy guy. I'm not about to go ask a random guy at the pool to seed my ass, although that is how it goes in my fantasies. In real life, the dirtiest thing I can really do, is watch porn on my phone while men are in various states of undress in the change room. 

The video I’m watching is a compilation of twinks getting bred. The tight hole is rimmed with white gunk, and then another giant dick uses it as lube to go in. I'm hard as hell sitting there in my shorts, and to be honest, I couldn’t care less about who sees. Maybe it'll be hot if they notice. 

“Wanna get some food before we go back?” Kai comes out of the shower area, and I know I should stop the video, but I want to see that black cock throb while it unloads. That’s the best part.

I must have missed the next thing he said, because Kai took the phone right out of my hand. 

“Oh, damn.” My best friend recoils his head in surprise once he glances at the screen. He looks around the change room at the guys getting dressed, and passes the phone back to me. “Not what I was expecting.” 

It did make me realize how in public we were. I don't think anyone else besides Kai would take my phone, but I guess you never know. I put it away in my pocket and lean back against the lockers while Kai opens his. 

“We just did it yesterday, dude,” my friend says in code. 

Not enough. 

“We didn't do that exact thing,” I say, watching him roll on deodorant on his hairy pits. 

“Uh, pretty sure we did?” he says, leaning onto the metallic door of his locker. 

“You didn't … complete the mission,” I say, eyeing the other men walking past us. It looks like most of them are leaving and the room is emptying out quickly. I hand him the phone again, and he watches it inside his locker. 

“Ah,” he says when he understands the difference. “You like that?” 

“I can't stop thinking about it.” The last flow of people comes to an end, leaving Kai and I alone. “I think I'm a bottom.” 

“I think we established that, yeah,” Kai chuckles. “You took it better than Freya.” His ex-girlfriend that he lost his virginity to. “Funny, when I did her, I finished but she didn't. She wasn't happy about that either. Just can't win with y’all.” 

“You came inside her?” The horniness roars in me at the thought of cum flooding flesh, and I feel my hard untouched cock ache for the answer. 

“I mean, inside a condom, dude. Not trying to make a mini-me quite yet,” he says. “You know this isn’t real, right?” Kai hands me back my phone. “You cant just get fucked raw by strangers.” 

“You fuck strangers all the time,” I say defensively. Silly, but I felt like he was trying to stop me from getting what I wanted. It seemed hypocritical given how I was always supportive of him hooking up with girls. 

“Always wrapped,” he says. “Miles! Dude, I'm serious. I don't want you to catch something.” Kai sits down next to me still in his towel. 

“You always fuck with protection?” I look into his blue eyes to see if he's telling the truth. 

“Always,” he nods earnestly at me, and I do believe him. 

“Why didn't you use one with me then?” 

The expression on his face is honest too. It's like a mix of surprise and confusion. Like he didn't quite know the response but he's sure of it too. 

“I mean, you can't get knocked up. And I know you're a virgin and I'm always safe. And I didn't nut. Plus, it's us… so…” Kai reasons. “Fuck, maybe I should've? I wasn't expecting for us to do…that… and I didn't have one on me.” 

If all that is true… that means… 

“I’m the first one you fucked raw?” I ask. 

“Yeah, I guess you are.” Kai smiles shyly. 

That's so fucking hot. 

“Was it better than with a condom?” 

“Oh yeah,” he responds instantaneously. “I felt everything.” 

That is so fucking hot. 

“Why didn't you cum in me?” 

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Kai blinks. “I don't know. I was focused on you having a good first time and then you finished before I could.” He stands up, and takes off his towel to change. 

That cock was in me raw. 

With his upper half inside his locker, I reach out and caress his flaccid cock. His head bangs on the hollow metal as his neck whips back towards me. 

“Dude!” He looks at me holding his cock, and then scans the locker room. 

Looking him right in the eyes, I lean forward and put his cock between my lips. 

“Here? Right now?” Kai looks around nervously. “But what if…” 

Not my problem. 

I suck at his soft cock with great suction, pulling his tool away from his body in rhythmic waves. 

“We can do that… back at the dorm…”

His cock is hardening though, excited by the public setting. I chase after the base of his cock with my lips, determined to suck him faster than the rate he's stiffening. 

“Miles, fuck.” Kai pushes on my forehead and I push back at full force. “Someone's going to come in.” 

Not my problem.

I 

Want

Cum.

“Fuck.” His member engorges to full hardness in my mouth, making it easier to suck wet and fast. 

I 

Want

Cum.

And I want it

Right 

NOW! 

And he can't hold it. I feel his struggle through the firmness of his cock. He's trying to hold it in, but he's hanging on by a thread. 

I grab his asscheeks, and then thrust my head down into his crotch as quickly as I can. 

“Oh…ah…ah!” His breath tightens. “Ah!” His warm seed flows into my mouth and I keep up my rigorous rhythm, swiping up his goo with my tongue as it comes out. “Mm!” Feeling his climax reaching past the high point, I shove my nose into his pubes and give him pumps from deep inside. 

Cum! Straight! In! My! Mouth! A part of my desire gets fulfilled as the thick liquid slides down my throat. It's so satisfying to finally have cum in my body, after a whole morning of thinking about it. 

“Okay…okay…” Kai says breathlessly as he pushes on my forehead again. I refuse to budge and suck at his softening dick. “Miles, someone might come in. Fuck…” 

I let him go, but cupped his balls. I wanted him to be naked when he heard it from my lips. 

“Cum in my ass next time.” 

Y'all ready for that part?

Everyone is over the age of 18

Like the title says, this is an update of a longer story. At this point, I guess either you know or you don't!!! Start here if you want all of it.

TLDR: I came out of the closet to Kai, my best friend, who had some doubts about whether or not I had enough experiences to make a statement like that. He's my closest buddy though, and he wanted me to be safe, so he offered himself as a "study subject". Yeah, you can read through the lines and tell that I sucked him off a couple times. Then he fingered me...then...well, he fucked me. And so, that's where we are. Literally, with his cock still inside me. Enjoy, my elite readers.

I am one of the stereotypical boys that will start to get a little drowsy after cumming. The stronger the orgasm, the faster it sends me to sleep. It’s been my trick to insomnia since I discovered it.

This time was a little particular. I felt the usual conscientiousness fading away, but every time I got just comfortable enough, my butt squeezed and I felt Kai’s rod still nestled in there. 

“Still doing okay?” His sweaty chest is pressed against my back in this spooning position. His arm draped over me is warmer than any blanket. 

“Yeah,” I say. “You?” 

“I'm not the one that just got fucked in the ass.” Kai's chin prickles my shoulder. 

“Oh! Ah!” I whine as his shaft moves from its place. It feels a little much when it goes in deeper but it also feels that way when he pulls out. I just want it to stay.

“I can't keep it in there forever, dude. Count to 3.”

1…

2…

“Mm!” It feels like he flies out of me, and my hole can do nothing to keep him in. It leaves me with just a wet cooling feeling. 

“Stay there.” The weight on the bed shifts. “You got any tissues or anything?” 

“You can use the towel hanging on the closet,” I mumble. The bed creaks with additional weight again, and a soft towel wipes my crack. 

Oh I'm going to feel more of that tomorrow, I'm sure. I furrow my brows at the sensitive feeling of my tender asshole.

I turn around and sit up. Kai leans against the headboard and uses the towel to clean his crotch. 

“Did you cum?” I ask him. 

“Nah.” My friend balls up the towel and throws it to the ground. His cock has softened pretty much the whole way. “I’m good though,” he says, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. “Feel like we should have a drink or something for you getting your cherry popped.” 

I guess that is what happened. It wasn’t super painful, thanks to Kai’s super gentle approach. 

“So you liked that?” 

I nod. “It was really crazy feeling right when I was about to cum and you kept fucking me.” 

“I could've gone harder but I didn't know if it wasn't gonna hurt you.” 

We smile at each other and I get an inexplicable desire to lean my head on his shoulder. It doesn't surprise him at all when I do that, and he pats the back of my head

“Guess you are gay then if you like taking it up the ass,” Kai says. “You know, you're going to remember my dick forever. Cause I'm your first.” 

“Shut up,” I say, looking at the flaccid uncut cock and his trimmed blond pubes.

“Take a good look at him.” He chuckles. “When you're getting gangbanged at your next orgy, you remember it's him that opened up that door.” I push back against his hand against my head, but he holds firm, and I half-reluctantly relax back onto his shoulder. 

We stayed like this for a little while. I still had post-nut sleepiness and I think Kai exerted himself enough to warrant a bit of downtime too. I'm not sure if either of us fell asleep, but it sort of felt like a sitting nap. You know, the same kind when you’re napping on a bus ride.

“We should hit the showerd before the after dinner rush,” I say upon getting some clarity back into my brain. Our dorm doesn't have communal showers. Instead, it's more like two individual showers shared by the whole floor. In the privacy way, it's a lot better. In the practical way, it's really not. 

Kai agreed, and I got off his shoulder. We both just put on our shorts with no underwear, and I gave him a fresh towel. We walked side by side down the hallway towards the showers. 

“Damn it.” I try the first shower door and it doesn't budge. 

“This one is available.” Kai opens the other door. 

“You can go first.” 

“Man, get your skinny ass in here.” My best friend opens the door wider. With the other hand on his hips and the towel tossed over his shoulder, Kai ushers me in. “You're the only person that can get fucked and still act like you've never been naked in front of someone else.” He locks the door. 

It's literally just a small counter to put your things, and then a singular stand-up shower. It feels small when I'm showering by myself, but with Kai following me into the constricted space…we were bumping into each other taking off our shorts.

“Alright.” He holds my waist with one hand as he reaches around with the other to turn on the water. Cold water rains on us and we giggle as our bodies react to the shock.

I back up naturally, and fall back on his muscular chest. He wraps his arms around me, preserving whatever heat is left in me. 

“You're shivering.”

“It's cause it's cold as fuck!”  I say, bracing against the icy stream of water on my head. It does warm up quickly, and eventually I am able to relax into the embrace of my best friend. 

Shampooing was the easy part. That really doesn't monopolize very much space, even with the two of us in there.

The upper half was not that hard either, although there was significantly more banging of our knuckles against the walls and each other. 

“Fuck!” Kai mutters as his elbow hits the tiled wall.

The hardest part is lathering up our bottom half. There’s no room for either of us to bend forward. I knew that Kai was going to come to the same conclusion as me. 

“I'll do you first,” he says. “Hah. Now it's a pattern.” Kai slaps my ass, making a wet sound. “I'll be gentle,” he teases. 

He starts with soaping up my thighs and knees, and everything else that isn't so awkward first. Although, I suppose when he's washing my ankles, his face is probably right by my ass. Then, his bubbly hands come up to my crotch and scrub roughly. 

“Oh, that's weird,” he says and I giggle. “You sure you want to be on the bottom with this elephant trunk?” He stretches my flaccid cock and I slap his hand. “I'm cleaning! No one likes a stanky cock, Miles” His scratchy chin rests on my right shoulder while he essentially jerks me off.

Then, both hands move outwards as he goes past my hips to my butt. Moving in circular motion, he advances towards the crack, and then his fingers slide deep inside it. 

“Oh…” His fingertip lathers up the slightly irritated skin, gently moving back and forth. It might be my imagination, but it feels really open with the way his finger just easily cleans the entire ring. His chest against my back pushes me forward, and the water rinses away all the bubbles

His turn. We shuffle in the small shower space until he's in front. I start just like him, with the thighs and lower legs. I think his dense leg hair is making it easier to lather the soap. That part passes by fast and I stand up straight for the intimate section. 

His balls are so loose in here. It must be the heat. I run the soap into his pubes like I would do mine and then I spread the bubbles to his cock. 

Kai is oddly quiet, and there's an unusual nervous energy coming from him. Once I give his cock a couple tugs with my slippery hands, I move to his backside. 

“Wait… I can do that part myself,” he says.

“Sure,” I say immediately. I dispense some soap into his hand, and watch him lather up his cheeks. Of course, like all other straight men, he has no business having such a thick ass.

There's honestly no place for me to go, and when I feel nervous, my hands need to do something. I rub his back with the rest of the bubbles on my hands while he cleans his ass, taking the opportunity to feel the new muscles that he’s built. When he's done, his hands fall to the side again. 

Taking over the work again, I step forward to help rinse his junk off. 

“Oh?” I say in surprise as I hold his semi-hard cock in my hand. I look over his shoulder at his mushroom head still inside its hoodie. 

“You have to wash the tip. I don’t want a smelly cock either,” Kai says. I pull his foreskin down gently with my left hand. My right hand, still covered in bubbles, twists around his gland. 

He's getting harder. 

“Did my cock feel good inside you?” he asks. Naturally, my hand glides up and down, stroking his stiff member. 

“Yeah, it did,” I say, placing both hands on his shaft to simulate a hole. 

“You were so tight, dude.” 

“Like this?” I tighten my grip, spiralling up and down.

Up

And 

Down.

“Tighter.” Kai raises his right hand and touches the back of my wet hair. “Even tighter than that. Oh yeah… that's what it feels like.” 

“Probably a little looser now that you've fucked me.” His cock in my hand is throbbing back at me, gaining a life of its own. 

“Nah, I didn't even go that hard.” He breathes heavily, sputtering the hot water from his lips. 

“How hard would you have gone?” I hold my hands on his shaft still and he takes the bait. 

Oh yeah… His ass grazes my crotch as he thrusts forward, fucking my fists. 

“Oh dude…fuck, I think I need to bust a nut,” Kai moans. “Hold it tighter…yeah…” His gland slides out of the opening of my hand. 

In

And 

Out

In

And 

Out! 

“Yeah, I gotta cum, Miles. Tighter…tighter…yeah…yeah!” His powerful hips hump into my fists, splashing water everywhere. I anchor my feet behind his, so I don't slip as the man thrusts his weight forward. The friction is making my palms feel warm. “Mmm…mmm…” 

His cum feels significantly hotter than the water on us. 

“Oh!” A fat shot lands on the shower handle. His hand grabs my wet hair. “Fuck. Stroke it! Tighter tighter tighter… yeah yeah yeah….more more… oh!” His cock rewards me with another spurt as I follow his instructions to a tee. 

Fuck that's hot!

“Fuck! Right in the middle… yeah…” His head tilts back on me. 

And that should've been in me. 

I watch the water rinse away his slime, except for the one glob on the metallic handle. It hangs on the surface, unwilling to drip down. 

“Oh man, that was necessary.” Kai fills his mouth with water and spits it out. “It's too tight now, Miles.” 

All that cum should've been in my ass. 

“Dude!” He grips my wrist and I let go abruptly. “Man, just cause I fucked you doesn't mean you need to rip it off.” 

I'm going to get all that in my ass. I stare at the string of cum still hanging. 

More?

Everyone is over the age of 18

I guess you really have to start at part 1 to get the whole story, but 1300 of you already read it so here's the next part.

TLDR: My stoner dormmate, in search for partying, took a boner pill off our RA's desk. He came back to our room with it kicking in, if you know what I mean. He asked for some privacy so he could deal with his issue, and he had his fleshlight out before I even finished putting my shoes on.

The problem was...he didn't have any lube yet, so he asked me for a little favour.

I stood there by the door, keys in my hand, but my feet wouldn’t move. George’s cock was just… there, looking like it was hyper-powered with the way it stood like a mast. His pale thighs were spread wide, making his cock the center of both of our attentions. The thing looked like it could hammer nails.

“I know you have to go,” George says. “Just…spit on it before you go.” He hopelessly squeezes the lube bottle in his fist, and ends up smearing whatever is left on the dispenser onto his cock. It doesn’t last him more than a couple seconds though.

Cocks of all kinds are hot to me. I’m usually more of a fan of the uncut cock, but as a bottom, girth is king. And George has girth. In fact, it looks like the main selling point of his cut tool. 

He blinked up at me through those heavy bangs, hazel eyes still shot through with red. His face was flushed, lips parted. “Help me out, dude.”

I dropped my keys on my desk and stepped closer, drawn into the meat between his legs. Then, I leaned down and got a full look at his monstrously hard cock. It made my mouth salivate naturally, and I gathered up enough in my mouth before drooling it onto his head directly.

The second it hit, George’s whole body reacted. His thick thighs tensed, feet pressing harder onto the floor, and he let out this shaky “Ahhh…” as he smeared my spit down his shaft with one long stroke. His eyelids fluttered and I swear I saw his pupils dilate. That goony, blissful look slammed back onto his face and his eyebrows knitted together like the pleasure actually hurts a little.

“Oh…” he breathes, strokes gliding smoothly now. His hips rolled up off the mattress, chasing after his own fist. “That’s so much better. Holy shit.”

I had a hard time looking away. The way his pale stomach flexed with the little trail of dark hair disappearing under his shirt was so hot. My roommate ignored my presence as he melted into pleasuring himself, so I stayed right there so that I could see every vein of his shaft.

Without opening his eyes, George feels around the bed for his fleshlight. Up close, I can see that the toy is well-used, because the entrance is already a little stretched. He lines it up, reluctant to stop stroking with his other hand, and then pushes the fat head inside.

“Mm!” The sound he makes is so vulnerable. What I would’ve expected to be a guttural groan comes out as a whimper as he sinks the whole thing down to the base. At the same time, his back arches hard and his head tilts back so far that his bangs fall away from his face completely. For the first time, I see his full expression. He looks…scared of the pleasure, like he’s afraid of how much more intense it’s going to get. 

“Jesus Christ,” he gasps with a perfectly oval mouth shape, starting to fuck up into the toy with short thrusts. “I’ve never…fuck, dude! It’s so fucking intense.”

“Is it?” I ask rhetorically, watching his beefy chest vibrate under the graphic t-shirt. Is he hairy? Judging from the way he can grow a full beard at 19, I imagine…yes.

Every detail was erotic heaven. Normally, when I’m sucking guys off, I can’t see their faces too well. The small changes in his lips and eyebrows were super hot to see as George got into pleasuring himself.

I was rock hard in my own shorts from just watching.

“Oh shit…no…fuck! It’s drying again.” He pulls the fleshlight off and the silicone sticks to his mushroom head at the entrance. He tries stroking dry anyway, but is unable to go past the head.

I lean down again, sensing the calling inside me to help him. “Here, let me do it.”

As soon as the string of drool touched his tip, Geroge rubs it in fast and I love the surge of excitement of watching the brain-melted expression come back to his face when he inserts himself back into the toy. However, after maybe six or seven pumps, his hand slows down again. His eyebrows furrow as he tries to get any last pleasure out of my saliva before it’s too late. 

“I’m gonna go crazy, man.” He looks up at me, eyes glassy and lips twitching. I lean down again, ready to spit again. “You wanna just suck it, bro? I mean… you’ve had practice, right?”

I have to force my spit out, and it comes out in a thick globe. His body shudders as he spreads it on his swollen gland with the toy’s lips.

“I’ve seen the guys coming and going at night. I always made sure I stayed out late enough to give you space.” George frowns as my spit dries out again. 

I stare at him. “Wait…are you gay?”

My roommate laughs. “Not at all, dude. But this boner…fuck” He tapped the rock-hard length against his open palm.

Thwack… Thwack

“I gotta finish. That, or you take me to the hospital.”

“Serves you right for putting random things in your mouth,” I say, noting how heavy his girthy shaft looks.

“Takes one to know one.” A cute smile spreads on his face. He is a rare case where having a beard doesn’t make him look older. It’s the eyes, I think.

He released his cock, and pointed the barrel of a shaft towards me. I hesitated maybe half a second before I put my palm under his cock. 

Wow…fuck…

The weight of it tapping on my palm shocked me. It didn’t even feel like flesh with how rigid it was.

The smile vanishes from his face as he rubs the tip on my palm. He does precum a little, albeit not enough to use as true lube. It’s enough, however, to draw circles on my skin. Without thinking too hard, I wrap my fingers around the base.

Damn, this is thick…

It looks that way, but measuring it with my fingers is a whole different impression. I give one experimental squeeze and George’s breath hitches.

“You wanna taste it?”

Should I? It’s going to make us living together weird, isn’t it? I stroke and feel his rigid cock flex in my grip.

“Please?” he whispers. 

I lean down, taking in his scent.

“Please…oh…fuck…oh fuck…oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!” The bed shakes as he falls back with his full weight. His salty shaft strains on my tongue. “Oh fuck,” he whimpers. “Dude…”

I took my time at first, practicing everything I’d learned in the last couple months. I swirled my tongue around the ridge and flicked the sensitive underside where the curve was sharpest. Then, I sucked just the head while my hand twisted slowly at the base. I hollowed my cheeks, bobbed shallow, then deeper, trying to keep him guessing with the rhythm.

Every new thing I try makes him twitch or whisper “fuck” under his breath. His thick thighs keep tensing up, and I have to push them down from hitting my face. 

A fucking dream to tease. 

“Jaden… dude… can you…can you go faster?”

I’m a pleaser, so I give it a try right away. 

“And deeper each time…oh god, yeah that’s it… yes…yes…yes…”

I adjust, locking my lips tight and sliding all the way down until my nose brushes his dark pubes, using my heartbeat as a metronome. He dick is hard like warm steel wrapped in velvet, way stiffer than any other cock I’ve had in my mouth. The left leaning curve makes him press against the side of my throat in a way that makes my eyes water, but I love it.

“Fuck, dude…oh god…”

Schluck…schluck…schluck…

“No…keep going…please…yes…” His whines make my tiring jaw hurt a little less. 

Schluck…schluck…schluck…

“Just like that…mmm…just like that…” My roommate’s beefy thigh vibrates so hard that I feel it on the bed. The whimpering seems so contrary to his strong body, but it’s like he’s disintegrating under my service. 

“Keep going…don’t stop. I’m almost there...”

Schluck…schluck…schluck…

The vibrating becomes shaking, and the shaking becomes shuddering. The earthquake he generates with his core coincides with short thrusts into my mouth.

“I’m close…fuck, I’m close!...don’t stop, please…please…I’m going to cum, dude. Oh man, I’m going to bust!!!”

“MM!” I moan as I push past the ache in my jaw and power through the pain. 

“AH!” 

His nut flows into my mouth, feeling incredibly liquidy as it fills my cheeks and I have to swallow it down to make room for more. 

“OhhhHHhHhhhh…” Surprisingly, his shuddering stops all together, and I can no longer tell the intensity of the pleasure except from the grip he has on my shirt pulling me towards him. “Ah…AH!” The pulling of my shoulder becomes pushing. “Dude!”

I don't let him get off so easily. I chase every inch, stroking the base fast with my fist while I suck him back into my control.

“Dude! Dude! DUDE!” His softened cock rehardens in a flash. “DUDE!” George whimpers. “AH! AH! AH!”

This time, there was writhing. A lot of writhing. 

“FUCK! FUCK!” His leg hits my chest so hard so I cough, but sheer will makes me suck the life out of him. “AH! MM! FUCK, DUDE! AH!” His hand alternates between pushing and pulling on my back, and then he surrenders himself to me, collapsing flat on his back and letting me suck him. Instead of fighting against the sensitivity, George laughs in ridiculous relief as I push the liquid up manually in his shaft with my lips .

When I was finally done with sucking, I gently let it go, and sat up straight. George was laid back with both hands up, showing his pit stains on the black t-shirt. The stupidest goofiest smile was glued to his face.

“I owe you… big time.” His half-hard cock twitches on its way down.

My phone buzzed on my desk. It was the DL guy from earlier wondering where he should come over now or if I wanted to go over.

“Something came up. Sorry.” I text back, and watch George move his heavy legs to the bed, laying flat on his back while his beefy chest heaves. 

“I owe you one…I won’t forget,” he says sleepily.

Everyone is over the age of 18

--------------------------------------------

I begged my folks for a single room in college. Being a homo, I couldn't imagine rooming with some straight guy in close quarters. 

They said no, obviously. It was a couple thousand in difference for the private room. It's part of the experience, they said. 

What ended up happening was the best case scenario. He is straight, but George is rarely there. He isn’t loud, and he isn't gross. When he is there, he has his big headphones over his chaotic dark brown hair. Everything he owns is either black, brown, dark green or a combination of those colours. It isn’t hard to visually separate our things.

I see him sometimes on campus with his friends. I don't know the term to describe them. Maybe alternative? A lot of them have tattoos, and funky colours in their hair. They all wear mostly black. The main thing that ties their group together though, is the big skunk cloud above their heads. 

George always has red eyes. Otherwise, they are hazel. Not that you can see them most of the time because of those heavy bangs on his forehead. And to be honest, like I said, he really is never in the room. 

I'm a light sleeper, and so for the first week I woke up whenever he did slip back into our room. It was always past midnight, and he was always in a deep slumber a minute after getting into bed. 

So, I said in the beginning that I'm gay and I wanted a private room. One of the reasons I wanted that was because college is a time for experimenting and I knew my chances of getting any were going to be slim with a dorm mate. But since the universe so kindly gifted me a smoker roommate, it worked out nicely to have guys over. 

That was most of what I did when I got off from classes. I'd be texting guys during the day of course, but I knew I had around 8-12 to finalize something. You know, right after dinner and right before George came back. The story I'm about to tell you happened right around 9, when I was waiting for some DL straight guy to show up. 

George came in, and his eyes (yes, they were red) were wide open in bewilderment. 

“Jaden, dude, I fucked up. Oh man, I really fucked up.” 

“What?” I watch him sit down on his bed. When he brushes his thick bangs back, I can see he's actually kinda handsome. It's just all covered by the dark brown, almost black, hair. 

He looked kinda terrified. I half wondered if some angry pot dealer was going to burst through our door. 

“I need the room to myself.”

“Why? I have some…a friend coming over,” I say. 

“Who is it? No, you can’t, dude. I need to be here.” George adjusts his baggy clothes as his hazel eyes shine through the red veins. 

“What is happening?” I ask, watching him fidget nervously. Is he … going through some kind of bad trip?

“You can't tell anyone, ok? Fuck. Like nobody,” he says. 

“Tell anyone what?” 

This is probably the most we've spoken since we moved in. And maybe like the first time I got a real look at his face. His skin is really pale compared to his dark hair. 

“You know the RA, Jake?” George starts, still pulling at his black pants. “I was in his room asking for a new light bulb.” 

“Oh yeah.” One of the bulbs has been dead for the last couple days but it didn't really occur to me to fix it.

“He had a couple pills on his desk.” George swallows nervously. “I thought they were for parties so I took one.” 

“What the fuck?” 

It was fucked up, but I was kinda getting invested in his story now. I even texted the DL guy quickly to hold up on coming over. 

“I don't think it was a party pill,” George says. 

“What was it then?” I try to understand. 

“It was blue.” That, with a little tug on his loose pants triggers a memory of seeing that same blue pill at home on my pop’s nightstand. 

“Ah.” 

“Yeah,” George takes off his shoes. “I was waiting for something to kick in… and then it kicked in, dude. Majorly.” His black hoodie came off after, and I realize I have never seen him without it. He's kind of a little beefcake, with arms that fill out the armholes of his graphic t-shirt. “So can I have the room tonight?” he asks. 

“Oh yeah… sure. I'll go um… I'll find somewhere.” I blink hard and look around for my things. 

“Thanks, dude. I owe you one.” He sighs in relief. As I collect my wallet and keys, George makes a wincing sound as he unbuckles his dark pants.

Shockingly, given his almost entirely black outfit, his underwear is dark red with comic book characters on it. 

Oh wow. His cock drenched the middle of it, making the shape of the head really obvious. It looks cut, from the way the mushroom head juts out of the briefs. His legs are twice the size of his arms, and just as pale as his face. 

“Oh fuck…” George mutters to himself as he kicks off his pants. Then, he reaches under his bed, and I chortle as he pulls out a fleshlight. Of course. “You're going to want to hurry up if you don't want to see this.” 

He peels down his tight briefs almost with surgical precision, like he's scared of what he's going to find underneath. His mouth opens as his painfully hard cock is freed. 

Cut.

Uniformally thick all around.

Curving to the left. 

“Oh my god,” George groans as he grips the base, and his cock drools a thick translucent goop of precum. “Sorry, man. It couldn't stay in anymore.” 

“Yeah, no problem.” I stare at the way he squeezes nature’s lube out of the head. A goony blissful look spreads on his face as he rubs it into his palm. “Have… fun.” 

It looks really hard right now. Crack a head open kind of hard. 

“Thanks, dude.” He holds his rock-hard cock in one hand as he reaches under the bed again. His fingers resurface with a small bottle. “Fuck!” My roommate shakes the lube violently and squeezes it so hard that it crushes the tube. “God damn it.” 

Two drops come out and land on the top of his fist. 

“Oh fuck…” He leans back and then drops flat on his back onto the bed. His thick thighs and feet stay planted on the floor, and I get a view of just his girthy cut dick getting stroked all the way. The way his stomach pokes out from the bottom of his shirt is really…

…really hot…

“Ah…ah…” I make my way to the door while my roommate has his eyes closed, lost in the cloud of being to relieve his induced boner. “Ah…fuck…” His palm passing his mushroom head makes him grimace in the best way. 

Alright, time to go. I find it hard to look away, but I don’t want to overstay my welcome, even if it is my room too. 

“Wait, Jaden.” George holds his tool still while opening his eyes at me. 

“Yeah?” 

“Do you have any lube? For the …” His other hand pats the bed until he finds his fleshlight. 

“I'm more of a spit and shine kind of guy,” I explain. I could tell the lube had dried on him from the way his hand is no longer gliding. 

George sits up, and looks down at his cock. It’s the part of him with the most colour. 

“My mouth is dry,” he says. “Can you help me out?”