A gay story: College: Junior Year “What was that?” Paul woke with a start.
The dim light from the window illuminated the dorm room with gray and blue shadows. He turned in his bed to look across the small room to his roommate, Nick’s bed. Nick’s back was turned towards the wall and Paul couldn’t make out if he was sleeping or had he heard the noise too.
“Did you hear that?” Paul whispered loudly.
Nick lay frozen in his bed, pretending to sleep. He turned slowly and muttered “Hear what?”
“I don’t know, it sounded like a…” Paul tried to come up with something to describe the sound that roused him from his deep sleep.
“I’m sure it was nothing, go back to sleep.” Nick said.
“I don’t know, man. I thought I heard moaning or something. Maybe Larry next door is finally getting laid!” Paul smirked.
“Yeah, maybe.” Nick replied noncommittally.
Paul relaxed and turned away slightly toward the wall on his side of the tiny dorm room. This was a typical room for on-campus housing, not the palatial rooms that are frequently portrayed on TV and in the movies. This was a real dorm room, about ten by fifteen with a dresser, bed, desk and bookshelf on each side separated by five or so feet. Nick and Paul were upperclassmen but neither could really afford an off-campus apartment so the next best thing was a two-person room on-campus. Not the four-person rooms of the underclassmen dorms or worse, the youth hostel-like cattle pens of the freshmen dorms. Quiet, well-kept rooms, six rooms to a common bathroom without the insanity of the other campus living arrangements.
These close quarters kept things quiet but also afforded very little privacy. Nick waited quietly in the dark until he thought Paul was back to sleep. He silently rolled on to his back and resumed his slow, rhythmic stroking of his aching hard-on. Nick’s nightly activity had been unexpectedly interrupted by Paul’s outburst. Paul was pretty reliable in that he could sleep through almost anything. He even slept through the marching band pounding through the hall during the annual homecoming festivities.
Nick stroked his cock from the base to the bulging, purple head and spread the seeping precum around the tip, reveling in the sensation. He repeated this move several more times to build up a thick coating of sticky fluid on his shaft then began stroking faster and faster. Much to his surprise another moan, louder than he’d expected, rumbled from his throat.
“Dude, are you jacking off?” Paul had rolled back over to face his roommate.
“Wha…?” was all that Nick could manage to stammer out, once again frozen, but this time lying on his back with his knees up so his sheets tented up, obscuring the view.
“Are you jacking off? I heard a moan again. It was you, wasn’t it?” Paul didn’t sound upset, just wondering.
After a long pause Nick mustered a quiet “Yes.”
“Didn’t you just hook up with that girl from your biology class?” Paul asked.
Both Paul and Nick had no shortage of pussy. Many evenings, one or the other would put the baseball cap on the door handle indicating that the room was ‘occupied’. In fact, that afternoon, Paul returned to find the cap on the handle and spent an hour or so in the lounge when the pretty redhead from Nick’s biology class had walked out, hair disheveled and t-shirt on backwards. When he went back to the room, Nick was just coming out of the showers.
“So what?” Nick sounded a little annoyed, less at the question of his most recent conquest but more at the second interruption of his almost nightly jack-off session. He continued to move his hand up and down his rigid pole, thinking of this afternoon’s activities.
“Nothing. I just guessed you’d be… I don’t know… satisfied.” Paul offered.
“I suppose.” Nick offered back.
“I suppose not if you’re pounding another one out right now. Were you reliving your afternoon fuck with, what’s her name, Janie?” Paul thought about the smoking hot redhead. He’d seen her around the campus and definitely wouldn’t mind taking a crack at her. Big tits, nice ass and long, curly red hair, what’s not to want to fuck? She was in Nick’s bio class so Nick had more immediate access to her but given the opportunity, Paul would fuck her in a minute. When he saw that it was her coming down the hall from their room, he secretly wished he gone ahead and walked in on them, at least for the chance to see her nude. Paul absentmindedly moved his hand down to his boxers and began rubbing his cock through the material.
“Yeah, Janie.” Nick sounded far away.
“You’re still at it aren’t you?” Paul laughed.
Nick looked over and saw slight movements under Paul’s sheets. The light coming in from the window on Paul’s side of the room allowed for a little bit better vision for him as opposed to Paul looking into the shadows.
“Looks like you are too.” Nick responded.
Paul looked down to see the shadow being cast by his semi-erect cock poking up from his sheets.
“Oh, shit.” Paul pulled his legs up to tent his growing boner. “I was thinking about what it’d be like to nail Janie.” He paused, and then asked, “How was it?” Paul moved his hand inside the waistband of his boxers and grabbed his growing cock.
“Oh, man, she’s unbelievable. I guess all those sayings about redheads are true.” Nick began. This was not the first conversation they had had about their encounters. Early on, Nick actually walked in on Paul and the girl who lives on the floor above them. That led to the agreement about the baseball cap. About a month later, Nick hooked up with the same girl, which led to a detailed conversation comparing the experience.
This conversation, however, had a decidedly different tone as both of them were actively stroking their cocks. Nick detailed the afternoon delight beginning with the aggressive make-out and grope session in the stairwell to the moment where she came so forcefully from his oral ministrations she nearly squeezed his head off with her thighs all the way to the bucking cowgirl riding Nick like a bronco forcing him to cling to his headboard to keep on the bed and to Nick finally dumping his load in her dripping pussy while pummeling her from behind.
As Nick’s story progressed both he and Paul continued to stroke their dicks, picturing the details. When Nick finished the story, he heard Paul’s ragged breathing. Knowing that Paul was near to his own climax, Nick stroked his raging cock until they both, in a series of sharp intakes of breath, sent ropes of creamy cum spurting from their cocks.
After a few minutes, their breathing slowed and returned to normal. Neither spoke for sometime until Paul said “Fuck, that was hot.” Nick wondered if he was referring to the story or the fact that they just had what amounted to a mutual masturbation session. Maybe both.
Over the next couple of days, neither Nick nor Paul spoke of the late-night jerk session. Thursday afternoon, Nick walked back to his room from the library only to find the telltale ball cap on the doorknob.
“Shit.” Nick thought. “I wonder who he’s with now.” Nick ran down the short list of girls Paul was pursuing at the time. After eliminating the two girls on the swim team he saw at the library, that left the grad student in the physics department, a couple of girls in the dorm and the exchange student from Brazil. Nick hunkered down in the lounge reading a little of his economics text when he heard the sound of heels clicking down the hallway. Nick looked up and was shocked. As the mystery woman passed, Nick’s jaw dropped. For some time, he simply sat and wondered how Paul managed to accomplish this particular feat. Just then, Paul wandered into the lounge.
“Let’s get some dinner.” Paul’s grin stretched from ear to ear.
“Was that….” Nick started.
“Later.” Paul put a finger to his lips and Nick followed him out to the dining hall.
All evening, Paul deflected Nick’s attempts to bring up the surprising events of this afternoon. Even to the point of a two-hour study session in the library and a couple of rounds at the bar, Paul ignored, redirected or outright shot down all of Nick’s inquiries. Finally, Nick gave up and they both went to bed.
Around midnight, Nick woke to hear a stirring in the bed across the room. He heard Paul whisper “You ready?”
Nick lifted his head. “Are you talking to me?”
“After your Janie story, I figured I owe you one.” Paul drew his legs up into the same position as their mutual jack-off session the other night.
“So that was Professor Hinton, the new one from the history department. How in the hell did you land that?” Nick turned slightly facing Paul’s bed and saw that Paul was already working his dick by the slight rise and fall of the sheets.
“I was in the history library looking for a book for my research paper when she came in. We struck up a conversation. Guess what her dissertation was on.” Paul glanced in Nick’s direction and saw Nick looking back, lying on his side, one leg up to allow his thickening cock free range.
“I have no idea” Nick replied, already stiffening in anticipation.
“Sexual practices of the Roman Empire” Paul continued, “She studied the practices of the ancient Romans, especially the use of brothels, orgies and sex as entertainment, like theatre and stuff.”
“No shit.” was all that Nick could muster. Part of him was interested in hearing more about this afternoon but another part was really excited at the prospect of another jack-off session.
“Oh god, does she know her subject matter.” Paul kept his eyes on the dark shadows that was Nick. He could tell that Nick was really working his cock by the rhythm of his breathing and the rise and fall of his sheets.
“Well, how was it fucking her. I want details.” Nick was almost panting.
“That’s just it, we didn’t fuck” Paul reached down and slipped his boxers down around his ankles in one quick movement to give him full access to his throbbing hard-on and aching balls.
“What? Are you kidding?” Nick noticed Paul’s move and decided to get himself as comfortable as possible, also slipping out of his underwear.
“Let me ask you: Have you ever had a girl deepthroat you?” Paul asked.
“Oh shit, no. God, I can’t imagine how that would feel.” Precum was dripping from Nick’s member and he swirled it around his sensitive cockhead.
Paul went on to relate entire afternoons activity including the two separate occasions where he shot two huge loads down Dr. Hinton’s talented throat. Both Nick and Paul then fell silent as they both continued to beat their meat. Neither one turned away but they kept watching each other in the dim light. Finally, Paul began breathing irregularly and Nick could tell by his body movements that he was unloading his cum. This sent Nick over the edge and he unleashed what felt like a gallon of cum onto his hand, leg and bed sheets. He quickly drew his hand up to his mouth and licked the cum from the back of his hand. Paul’s sharp intake indicated that he noticed Nick’s actions.
“Wow. Did you just eat your own cum?” Paul’s throat was dry.
Nick snapped from his reverie. “Oh… yeah. I do that sometimes.”
“What’s it like?” Paul asked.
“You’ve never done it?” Paul shook his head. “Well, it’s…different. I don’t know how to describe it. I don’t do it every time but I’ve kind of gotten used to it.” Nick explained.
“Wow, it was kind of cool. I really didn’t expect that. I’ll have to try it some time.” Paul pulled up his boxers over his sticky legs and hips, rolled towards the wall and thought about what he just saw.
CHAPTER 2
This pattern continued for some weeks as either Paul or Nick would relate the story of their most recent conquest while each stroked their cocks to extremely satisfying orgasms. Any semblance of decorum was cast aside as it was clear both of them enjoyed the thought of the other jacking his cock while the other shared the graphic details of quickies in the library bathrooms or protracted fuck sessions in dorm rooms, sorority houses or any other convenient location. They still kept their covers tented over them by their raised knees but their boxers were usually quickly discarded in a heap in the middle of the floor. Paul would strain to see if Nick would bring his cum-covered hand up to his mouth to lick the sticky spunk off of his fingers. Nick obliged him about half of the time. Paul, though he wouldn’t admit it to himself, was extremely turned on by idea of Nick licking his cum and often held off his own orgasm until he could see Nick’s tongue snake out to slurp off the white seed off his hand. Paul would then groan and release spurt after spurt of hot cum over his belly, chest and hands.
The ritual took a somewhat unexpected turn when, one night while Nick was sharing the tale of his second tryst with Janie, the redhead.
“Fuck it’s hot in here.” Paul flung his covers back to reveal his completely nude body to the room. Nick looked over to see his roommate stroking his thick cock, Paul’s knees still drawn up as if the covers were hiding his activity. Nick couldn’t make out too many details as the room was darkened by the shadows of the night and Paul was mostly backlit by the light from the window. Nick continued his story but was getting distracted by watching Paul stroke his meat and squeeze the head to coax up more precum which he slathered around his cockhead with his thumb.
“Ah, the hell with it.” Nick responded and threw back his covers, laid his legs flat and began stroking his dick in earnest.
“Yeah, man. Jack that cock.” Paul’s words startled Nick has he locked eyes with his roommate. “Eat your cum, I want to watch.”
“You eat yours tonight, too.” Nick panted has his orgasm approached, his ball sack tightening.
“Yeah, man, you got it, just swallow your load.” Paul’s breathing was also becoming more ragged.
Nick couldn’t hold off any longer and arched his back slightly as his pulsing cock began to erupt. He turned slightly and pointed his cock to his cupped hand to gather the hot semen pouring out. As the pulsing began to ease, he brought his cum-filled hand up to his mouth, lapped out his tongue to taste his salty seed. With his tongue slightly cupped, he poured the cum out of his hand into his waiting mouth and licked the remainder off his palm. He held the warm liquid in his mouth, savoring the taste then swallowed his own load, still stroking his softening cock.
Paul groaned loudly at the sight of his roommate’s lurid act and began to gush a huge cum of his own. Taking a tip from Nick, he too, turned slightly and captured his hot jizz in his hand. Less confidently, he brought it to his mouth and tentatively touched his tongue to the mess in his hand. Then, without any additional hesitation, lapped the entire load into his mouth. He too spent time savoring the new and unusual flavor in his mouth before swallowing his cum.
“Fuck yea. That was incredible!” Paul panted. “Why haven’t I been doing that my whole life? I can’t get over the taste, it was….well, just like you said, indescribable. No wonder girls love it so much”
Nick smiled and laid back on his bed, completely spent. Paul kept rambling about his load and attempted to describe the taste in several different ways but continued to end with “fuck, man, I don’t know” and similar phrases.
Paul sat up, still bare-assed naked, turned towards Nick and exclaimed “I want to do that again.” Nick looked over to see Paul’s thick cock still hard and glistening in the dim light of the dorm room. Paul reached down and began caressing his member. Nick felt his own cock twitch and mused that he hadn’t been able to reset that quick since he was in middle school. Nick also pulled himself up and turned toward the center of the room, legs dangling off the side of his bed, matching Paul’s pose. Paul worked his right hand up and down his hard shaft while fondling his heavy balls with the left. Nick began to match his movements has his dick quickly sprang back to life.
“I’ve never watched another guy get himself off before.” Paul confessed.
“Never,” Nick replied. “not even at summer camp or a sleepover?”
“Never, I’ve done it with chicks a lot. I can’t believe what a turn on it is.” Paul’s eyes were locked on Nick’s hard-on as they both began to jack themselves off.
Nick took the moment of silence to take in all of Paul’s private area. Even though they were roommates and had been undressed in front of each other, he’d never really paid attention to Paul’s body. He was fit, an intramural swimmer and bicycling enthusiast and had very little hair on his body. His cock was thick and long, maybe longer than Nicks, definitely thicker and he kept his balls shaved and his pubic hair neatly trimmed.
As if reading Nick’s mind, Paul was sizing up his roommate at the same time. Nick was buff, a handsome dusting of dark hair on his chest and legs, thickening somewhat at his crotch. He had a long dick, about as long has Paul’s, he couldn’t be sure, and thinner than his own.
Each one had his eye’s locked on the others hard cock as they continued to stroke in silence. Soon, both men’s breathing began to quicken and the pace of the stroking increased. Without a word passing between them they both began to buck and writhe as they unleashed their second steaming loads in an hour, both being careful to catch every drop of cum in their hands and both bringing the cum-filled hands to their mouths and both lapping up the hot liquid, each never taking his eyes off the other.
After a several long moments of silences, Paul smiled and said “Fuck yeah.” Turned over in his bed, pulled up his sheets and drifted off to sleep. Moments later, Nick did the same.
Several day’s passed and Nick and Paul didn’t discuss what transpired. They still talked socially and behaved pretty much as roommates behaved, those who haven’t watched each other jerk off and eat their own cum, that is.
Saturday rolled around and both Nick and Paul had arranged dates for the evening, agreeing that if the night went well, Paul would use the dorm room and Nick would have to find other accommodations. As luck would have it, Nick’s date got crazy drunk and passed out before he could get any pussy. Not even a blowjob. Calling it a night early, he trudged back to his dorm and not seeing the baseball cap signal on the door, pulled out his key and unlocked the door. He stepped into the room and found Paul at his desk, reading a textbook.
“What happened?” Nick asked, not expecting to see Paul studying on a Saturday night.
“Janie’s roommate called about 6:00, Janie was puking her guts out. Food poisoning or something.” Paul didn’t look up from his book.
Nick plopped down on his bed and Paul leaned back in his chair. “What about you?”
Nick snorted. “Dumb bitch got plastered on Jagermeister and passed out on the couch. She’s probably puking her guts out now too.”
“Damn, two strikeouts on the same night. We’re losing our touch” Paul grinned and turned back to his text. Nick browsed through the messages on his cell phone and tossed it on his desk.
“Fuck this, I’m still going to enjoy my evening. How about you?” Nick stood up and began to undress, stripping down to his boxers.
Paul closed his textbook and watched his roommate strip. “Why not. Seems like we haven’t done this in a while, unless you’ve been jerking it while I was sleeping.” Paul turned his desk chair to face Nick as Nick dropped his boxers and dropped back down to his bed, leaving one leg over the side and kicking his other out to prop it up on the bed.
“Damn, bro, lights on and everything. I thought you’d wait till later.” Paul watched Nick gently fondle his still flaccid cock.
“It’s nothing you haven’t seen before and secretly wanted to see again.” Nick teased. “Whip it out, big man, the more the merrier.”
Paul stood up and shucked off his t-shirt and dropped his basketball shorts in a pool around his ankles. He was not wearing any underwear in anticipation of his evening with the fiery redhead, Janie. Instead of moving over to his bed, he sat back down in his desk chair placing him a bit closer to Nick than he’d been when they first tried this activity. His cock was already beginning to lengthen and thicken as he anticipated the jack off session to come.
“Who’s turn is it to tell a story?” Paul asked.
“No story, let’s just enjoy.” Nick’s cock was fully erect and beginning to ooze clear precum that he smeared over his cockhead.
“You going to eat your cum?” Paul sounded a little breathless.
“Yeah. You?” Nick’s voice sounded strangely husky.
“Oh, yeah.” Paul whispered
He and Nick then fell silent as they both stroked their meaty pricks and squeezed and rubbed their tightening balls, each heavy with unreleased cum. The fully illuminated room added a new dimension to their mutual session as they could now both fully see what each other were doing. Nick lavished his prick with long, slow strokes that started at the base and ended with a rub of his bulging cockhead with the palm of his hand, covering it in glistening precum. Paul seemed to prefer a shorter, quicker stroke, pulling his skin taught half-way down his member and enveloping his thick head in his fist. Paul was clearly thicker than Nick but it seemed that Nick edged him out in length, if only slightly.
Despite both of them not having any luck with the ladies this past week and not servicing themselves, they seemed to be relishing the feeling of the lurid jack-off fest and both held back as long as they could. But eventually both of them felt the inevitable tingle of the impending explosion welling in their dicks. Paul slid forward in his chair angling his cock into the air while Nick drew up his legs, locked his heels into the edge of the bed pointing his cock towards his face, as if to shoot his load directly into his mouth.
Paul moaned at this and, unable to hold on any longer, furiously jacked his cock until he convulsed in orgasm. He quickly brought his hand down to cup the pulsing spray of semen flowing from his cock. His cupped hand full, he quickly brought it to his mouth and lapped the cum down, returning his hand to his still bursting cock. Another handful of spunk was transferred to his hungry tongue. Paul lurched forward in his chair folding himself in half as his stroking hand continued to coax globs of cum from his still-hard prick. He brought his balled-up fist to his mouth with each stroke, lapping the cum off.
Nick was transfixed by the display Paul was putting on of a cum-starved crazy man. His own dick began to pulse as he looked down to see directly down to the small split in his cockhead open and a huge rope of sticky cum land on his chest, almost hitting his chin. He quickly raised his cock towards the ceiling to capture the rest of his cum in his fist. He held his hand to his mouth and drank the cum from his fist like a cup. Paul had recovered enough to see the last few spurts of Nick’s cock and watch his roommate bring the cum to his mouth.
After a few moments, both men’s breathing returned to near normal. Paul stood up and walked towards Nick’s bed. He pointed at the globs of cum pooled up on Nick’s chest.
“You missed some.” Paul observed.
“Ah, I’m full, you can have it.” Nick chuckled slightly.
Before either knew what was happening, Paul reached out, drew up a large finger-full of Nick’s cooling cum and brought it to his mouth. Both men stopped cold. Nick stared as Paul stood stupidly with his finger in his mouth.
After a moment that seemed to go on forever, Nick asked “Well, how do I taste?”
“Different.” Paul thought for a moment and added “Delicious.”
CHAPTER 3
“I can’t believe you ate my cum, dude.” Nick was still recovering from watching his roommate clean a small glob of semen off his own chest and lay it across his tongue with his finger.
“I’m as surprised as you are. I don’t know what came over me.” Paul could still taste Nick’s sweet cum. “You taste really different. I figured all guys were the same.”
“I guess not. Well, this evening took an unexpected turn.” Nick unfolded his legs and sat up in his bed.
Paul returned to his chair and they sat in silence. Finally Nick broke the silence. “I guess I’ll have to try yours now, if we’re going to be fair about this.”
“How? I don’t want a guy sucking my dick.” Paul sounded not-so-sure of himself.
“I don’t want to suck your dick. Maybe you could jerk off into my hand and then I could eat your cum.” Nick tried not to sound too excited.
“You’ve thought about this, haven’t you?” Paul looked his roommate in the eyes.
“Not specifically, I just figured since I turned you into a cum junkie and you tasted mine, I owe you. Jacking it into my hand seems the most convenient way.” Nick explained as if it were a simple math problem to be worked out with ease.
“Cum junkie?” Paul laughed.
“Dude, you should have seen yourself. I’ve never seen anything like it, from any chick I’ve ever been with. When you sat up and bent over, I thought you were going to try to suck your own dick!” Nick said.
“That’s impossible.” Paul laughed even more.
“No, it’s not and you were really close just then. I imagine with some practice, you could do it.” Again, Nick sound as nonchalant as if he were discussing the recent rain showers.
“I was?” Paul sounded interested. “How close?”
“Maybe a few inches, not far. Since you’re a swimmer and a diver, I’ll bet you could roll back like a pike dive and come pretty close.” Without realizing it, both men were getting hard again.
Paul looked down at his thickening prick then over to his roommate. Nick’s long prick was also springing back to life.
“Your cock is longer, you could probably do it easier than I could.” Paul observed, pointing at Nick’s member.
“I’m probably not as flexible.” Nick began to absently stroke his cock. “Do you want to try?”
Paul looked at his roommate. “Okay. And if I cum, you can catch it and taste it, deal?”
“Deal. I’ll help you.” Nick stood as Paul lay down on his bed. “Prop your back with this pillow.”
He slid Paul’s pillow up under his back as Paul pulled his legs up straight in a classic diver’s pike position. He bent his head forward to look down at his stiff cock. He was surprised to see how close it looked. Maybe he could pull this off.
“Try to roll back a little more, bend your head forward.” Nick put his hands on the back of Paul’s legs and guided him back a little. Paul’s dick came closer to his face and he tentatively poked out his tongue and brushed his thick glans.
“Nice.” Nick said. “I told you you could do it.”
Paul pushed his legs back even more and spread them apart so his knees almost touched his ears. He poked his tongue out again and found that he could easily touch his cock.
“Ah, yeah.” Paul’s voice was constricted by his contortion but he continued to roll his tongue all around his cockhead, tickling his opening and savoring the precum that was flowing out. Soon, however, his neck began to ache and he unfolded himself with a satisfied sigh.
“Wow, man, that was amazing. First try” Nick was standing by Paul’s bed stroking his cock. Paul set to work jacking his own dick and watching Nick from underneath. His newfound talent exciting him and bringing him to a quick orgasm. Paul rolled to his side and found Nick’s outthrust hand waiting to receive his load. While not as voluminous as his first load, he filled Nick’s hand and Nick drew the load up to his eager mouth, lapped his load onto his tongue all the while jacking his own cock with the other.
“Yeah, that is good, Paul. Your cum is amazing. Different from mine.” Nick’s words were interrupted by his lapping and swallowing. “Ah, I’m going to cum again.” Nick looked to find Paul’s outstretched hand and aimed his cock into it. Spurt after spurt filled Paul’s hand and Paul greedily gobbled up Nick’s load.
“Fuck yeah.” Paul moaned between cum-covered lips.
Over the next couple of weeks Nick and Paul repeated their cum-swapping escapades. Jerking off into each other’s awaiting hands, into their own or just leaving sticky puddles of cum wherever they landed. They still shared stories of coeds conquered, faculty members (the one anyway) ravished and sorority girls used and abused.
This activity included helping Paul practice his auto-fellatio every so often. Paul was getting to the point where he could get his lips almost entirely around his thick cockhead and suck himself off for a few minutes. It seemed the issue was less flexibility and more stamina to stay doubled over for that long. Nick helped out as much as he could and was almost always rewarded with a hot, tasty load of cum when Paul couldn’t take the pain in his neck any longer, unfolded himself and jacked his thick dick to orgasm. Nick’s own cum would follow into Paul’s hand shortly after Nick swallowed his roommate’s load.
“I wish I could cum in my own mouth.” Paul said one evening as he and Nick prepared to start their ritual. Both stripped down completely and Paul began his stretching exercises learned during years of swimming and diving lessons.
“Well, that shouldn’t be hard. Just do it backwards tonight. Instead of starting out sucking yourself, jack off until you’re close then flip back and let it go.” Nick stated matter-of-factly, his throbbing hard-on belying his excitement at seeing Paul toss into his own mouth.
“Good idea.” Nick lay back on his bed and began jerking his long, thick prick and found himself nearing orgasm quicker than he’d expected. He, too, was excited at the prospect of drinking his cum from his own cock.
“Yeah, here it comes.” Paul flung his legs back over his head and Nick moved to stand above him, holding Paul’s ankles slightly to help him get into position. Paul’s tongue swirled around his bulbous head and he drew his cock as far into his mouth as he could. Nick could see Paul’s heavy ball sack tightening up. Paul grunted once around his cockhead and Nick could see Paul’s cock throbbing as gush after gush of warm cum flowed into Paul’s mouth. Nick noticed that Paul’s balls and asshole throbbed in unison with his pulsing dick and Paul swallowed and gulped as much as he could. With a huge moan and a sharp intake of breath, Paul released the vacuum pressure around his cockhead and unbent himself, lying flat on his bed and panting. Nick was beside himself, trembling at the shocking display he witnessed. He brought a shaky hand down to his aching member and with a few short strokes, unleashed at flood of hot cum all over Paul, his bed and everywhere else his spasming dick pointed.
Somewhat lightheaded, both Nick and Paul sat for a long time in silence except for the panting. As their breathing returned to normal Paul and Nick made eye contact. They both smiled broadly and then broke into a laugh.
“Holy shit, man. That was the most amazing thing ever.” Paul beamed. “Thanks for showing me that, I don’t think I’ve ever cum so much in my life.”
“Sorry I sprayed you, I just kind of lost control.” Nick smiled meekly. “That looked pretty intense.” Nick felt a tiny pang of jealousy watching Paul cum so strongly. He felt like maybe he should have gotten that heavy load to swallow.
“Don’t worry about it. I’d have done the same thing.” Paul replied.
“How was it directly from the source?” Nick asked.
“Different. Better. No residual from whatever might be on your hand, like sweat or whatnot. Are you sure you don’t want to try it yourself. You’re longer than I am, you might be able to make it.” Paul offered.
“Nah, I’ve tried before. I’m just not very flexible.” Paul could hear the disappointment in Nick’s voice.
“Sorry, bro.” Paul grabbed his towel and shower gear. “I’m going to clean up.”
When Paul returned from his shower, Nick was already curled up in his bed, asleep. As Paul lay in bed, an idea began to form in his head. Maybe we can try it tomorrow, Paul thought as the idea evolved into a plan.
CHAPTER 4
Nick met Paul after classes in the dining hall and they had dinner together. While in public, they never discussed their dorm room activities for fear that someone might overhear. They chatted about classes, girls, impending midterm exams, anything and everything except what was in the forefront of each of their minds. Both had come to look forward to watching each other get off and sharing each other’s cum. Tonight, Paul would try help Nick out to receive his first load of cum direct from the source. They headed back up to their room as Paul told Nick his idea.
“You up for it, pal?” Paul smirked at the intentional double entendre.
“Yeah. How do you want to do it? Are you going to suck yourself off again?” Nick asked as they began to undress.
“Not tonight. My neck is still a little stiff. I have another idea. Lay down flat on your bed.” Paul pulled his desk chair up beside Nick’s bed and sat down next to Nick’s head. Both began slowly stroking their cocks. Nick turned on his pillow to watch Paul, transfixed on his roommate’s tool.
“When I cum, just open your mouth and I’ll shoot directly into it.” Paul explained has he edged forward in his chair.
Nick’s heart was beating a mile a minute at the thought of Paul coming into his mouth and had to slow his ministrations on his own cock for fear of coming too soon. From Nick’s position on the bed he got a full, close-up view of Paul’s entire crotch area. He focused on watching Paul work his hand up and down his entire shaft, smearing the precum over the thick head and occasionally fondling his heavy ballsack with his other hand. Nick noticed Paul’s scrotum and balls tighten up a little in the tell-tale way of an impending orgasm. Heart still racing, he looked into Paul’s face to see Paul transfixed on Nick’s cock.
“Oh yeah, Nick, here it comes. Open up.” Paul moaned.
Nick turned his head slightly and opened his mouth wide as Paul stood up on shaky legs and aimed his swollen cockhead towards Nick’s waiting tongue, protruding just slightly out of his mouth. Nick stared intently as he saw the slit in Paul’s cock part and a thick rope of cum shoot out, catching him mostly on his cheek but some falling into his hungry mouth. Nick leaned in a little closer and caught the next several spurts squarely on his tongue as Paul’s spurts became less intense, he turned his head back slightly to allow the oozing cum to fall into his mouth. Nick held Paul’s warm, sticky cum in his mouth until Paul had coaxed the last remaining drops out, he mopped the cum on his cheek into his mouth and savored the unadulterated salty sweetness of Paul’s load. Finally swallowing, he grinned up a Paul.
“Nothing like it in the world. Totally different from licking it off my hand. We may have to do it that way every time.”
“I’m up for that.” Paul agreed as he gestured to Nick’s still hard cock. “Your turn.”
Paul lowered himself down and leaned his head back against his desk chair as Nick sat up on the edge of his bed. Nick resumed his stroking as Paul watched intently, his face mere inches from the end of Nick’s long member. Nick’s excitement soon began to overwhelm him and he edged forward as Paul opened his mouth wide to accept the hot spurts of cum on his eager tongue and mouth. Nick had better aim and was able to deliver his entire load into Paul’s mouth. Paul let the thick liquid roll on his tongue as he, too, savored the pure flavor of fresh cum.
“Oh, hell yeah.” Nick exclaimed. “No comparision.”
Over the next several weeks, Nick and Paul continued their usual pattern of hooking up with girls as often as they could and when they couldn’t, they would jerk themselves off into each other’s willing mouths. In fact, it seemed that hooking up with girls was becoming less of a priority and more time was being devoted to drinking up each other’s loads. Nick would also help Paul, on occasion, roll himself into a ball and suck a load from his own thick cock.
Nick seemed to have better aim than Paul as Paul would often shudder during his orgasms and leave a small trail of cum on Nick’s cheek or chin. So Nick found himself inching closer and closer to Paul’s cock in order to catch every drop of cum.
One evening, as had become their pattern, Paul was standing in front of a sitting Nick, fondling his cock almost to orgasm as Nick opened his mouth and leaned forward. This time, however, Nick leaned in further than he meant and his waiting tongue brushed the underside of Paul’s thick head. The unexpected contact startled both of them and Nick backed off as Paul looked down.
“What was that?” Paul slowed his stroking.
“I guess I leaned in too far.” Nick answered.
“How’d you like it?” Paul teased as he coaxed some precum from his slit and let the drop linger.
“I guess it was ok. Tastes like your cum, a little.” Nick was trembling a little with the newfound excitement of the illicit contact and the growing desire to have another taste. “Tell you what, when you cum, rest your cockhead on my tongue so you won’t spray on my face.” Nick was tentative as he didn’t want Paul to think he was looking to suck him off but he did want to try to tastes Paul’s cock and precum, which seemed to be almost flowing now.
“Ok, if you want. I’ve had it in my mouth before and it does kinda taste good.” Paul replied.
Paul resumed his regular pace of stroking and it didn’t take long for the excitement of this new experience to well up in his balls.
“Ok, I’m coming.” Paul held his cock still as Nick leaned forward again and rested his tongue on the underside of Paul’s head. The normal shudder and shaking of Paul’s orgasm was replaced by a concentrated effort to keep the contact with Nick’s tongue as wave after wave of cum rolled directly onto his roommate’s tongue. Paul had had blowjobs before and had cum like this in several girls’ mouths, but this was different. The taboo contact between him and his roommate intensified the sensation. When the last spasm washed through Paul’s cock, Nick drew his tongue up and lapped up the last drop of cum.
“Finally, the whole load in my mouth.” Nick quipped after slowly swallowing.
“It didn’t bother you that you had my dick in your mouth?” Paul said as he backed away to his bed and sat down.
“Your dick wasn’t in my mouth, I was just holding it steady with my tongue. YOU’VE had more of your own dick in your mouth than I have.”
“I guess that’s true.” Paul paused. “Do you want me to do you, now?”
“Sure.” Nick stood and moved towards Paul’s bed. His hard cock bouncing obscenely as he crossed the short space between them. “Although, my aim has always been better than yours.”
Nick began to work his cock as Paul edged forward to the edge of his bed and awaited his roommate’s cum. Paul, somewhat familiar with the feeling of a cockhead in his mouth, leaned forward and let his tongue brush the underside of Nick’s glistening glans. Nick moaned and leaned his head back as Paul, emboldened, allowed his lips to close around his roommate’s cockhead and began to swirl his tongue over the sensitive opening, relishing the tang of the clear precum oozing from Nick’s cock. Nick released his cock and allowed Paul to continue his ministrations. Licking and gently sucking the first inch or two of Nick’s cock, Paul braced his hands on Nick’s hips and began to gently rock back and forth. Paul loved the feeling of his own cock in his mouth but this was an entirely different level. He could savor the sensations and tastes without the discomfort of contorting himself. Paul began to draw more and more of Nick’s long cock into his mouth with each thrust and Nick was moaning and groaning his pleasure. Soon, Paul began to feel the familiar twitching he’d felt in his own cock enough times to know that Nick’s orgasm was imminent. He continued his sucking and licking as he felt Nick tense up and the back of his mouth was greeted with a sudden flow of warm cum. Spasm after spasm rocked Nick’s body as Paul continued to hold his cock in his mouth. When the orgasm subsided, Paul reluctantly released Nick’s tasty cock and swallowed his enormous load.
“Fuck, dude. You just sucked my cock!” Nick was breathless. It was not the most expert blowjob he had ever had but it was probably the most intense.
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“Yeah, I guess I did.” Paul was still savoring the taste and feel of Nick’s cock recently removed from his greedy mouth.
After several moments of silence, Nick spoke. “So, how was it?”
Paul looked back at Nick. “Awesome. However, it must be stated that it’s not the first cock I’ve had in my mouth. This time was a lot less painful on my neck, too.”
Nick and Paul began to laugh out loud at the absurdity of the statement and the situation in general.
“Alright. Fair is fair. I’ll do you, too.” Nick stood and walked over to Paul sitting on his bed.
“You sure? You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Paul said honestly.
“I want to.” Nick said seriously, looking Paul directly in the eyes.
Paul shifted in his bed, hanging one leg over the edge to give Nick better access. Nick knelt down in front of his roommate and without any hesitation, took Paul’s growing cock into his mouth. Nick always enjoyed when women would take his flaccid or semi-flaccid cock and suck it to life so he figured Paul might enjoy the same thing. At first, Nick concentrated on his roommate’s sensitive cockhead, rolling it around between his lips with his tongue. Growing bolder, Nick eased more and more of the now-fully-erect cock into his mouth. Paul moaned at the ministrations on his cock giving serious consideration to declaring this one of the best blowjobs he’d ever had. Nick was working Paul’s cock, doing the things he knew he liked with girls blew him. He would focus on the thick head, sucking and bathing it with his tongue, pausing from time to time to tickle Paul’s sensitive opening and relishing the reward of delicious precum. Without really realizing it, Nick had brought up his hands to caress Paul’s heavy balls and shaft when not putting as much of his thick cock into his mouth as he could. Nick surprised himself with how far down Paul’s long member he could go, letting his length slide to the far back of his mouth. Since Paul had come so recently, the blowjob was going on longer than either had really expected so Nick was able to push his personal limits. He adjusted slightly and allowed Paul’s dick to slide all the way back. Nick slowed as he felt he might hit his gag reflex. He relaxed his throat as much as he could and continued pushing down his roommate’s swollen cock. The head of Paul’s cock brushed the back of Nick’s throat and Nick paused, expecting a bad reaction. There was none. Encouraged, Nick continued to force Paul’s cock down his throat until, much to his surprise, his nose brushed Paul’s pubic hair. Moaning to himself, conscious of Paul’s matching moans, he backed off, took a deep breath, then slid all the way to the root of Paul’s cock, holding himself there as Paul groaned lewdly.
“Oh, fuck. One more and I’m gonna come.” Paul breathed.
Nick withdrew, took another gulp of air and buried his face back down to the base of Paul’s dick. His hands caressing Paul’s balls felt the familiar tightening and he braced himself for the flood of come. Paul’s dick twitched and throbbed in Nick’s throat as spurt after spurt of hot come poured into Nick’s throat. Realizing that he couldn’t taste Paul’s nectar, he backed off a few inches so the remainder of the load filled his eager mouth. After swallowing the last, Nick leaned back and smiled.
“So, how do I compare to Professor Hinton?” Nick was breathing very heavy.
“No contest.” Paul could barely manage to speak.
– To be continued.