Roommates 2

When my roommate, Will, was kicked out of the dorms for getting into a fight with some dude on the third floor, I wasn’t too sad about it, because Will and I never talked or got along in the first place. I was overjoyed about being able to have the small room to myself, about being able to go to sleep whenever I wanted, about not having to listen to Will’s grotesque snoring and his insanely loud burps. I could walk around my room naked if I wanted to (not that I ever would...probably), and I could jack off whenever I wanted to without the fear that Will would come in and catch me.

One Wednesday night, a week after Will had been evicted, I lay on my bed, alone in the room, with my hand down my shorts squeezing my dick, I heard a knock on the door. I gave my dick a few more tugs and then I withdrew my hand from inside my jeans and smelled it. My hand smelled like my sweaty balls. I stood up and pushed my boner down so that it wouldn’t be seen easily. I walked over to the door and opened it. My R.A., Gina, stood on the other side. She was an average-sized blond girl with above-average sized breasts and slender hips. “Jack,” she said, “good, you’re home. I just wanted to tell you that your new roomate will be moving in tomorrow.”

My heart almost froze. “...New roommate? Huh? What? That fast?”

“Yeah, well we have a long waiting list of people waiting to move in, and Brent was at the top of the list.”

“His name is Brent?”

“Yeah, he’s a transfer student up from the Bay Area.” Gina said.

“Have you seen him?” I asked.

“Uh-huh. I think you’ll like him. He’s nice...” And then she got this day-dreamy look in her face, “And he’s sexy as fuck. If I didn’t already have a boyfriend....” Gina regained her composure. “But I just wanted to make sure that you make sure that his side of the room is already ready.

“It is.”

“Good. Well, he should be here by tommorrow afternoon.”

“Okay,” I said.

Gina returned to her room and I closed the door, locking it. I hopped back on my bed and quickly pulled my jeans off. My dick was hard as stone and began to rub up and down my shaft rapidly, thinking about this new guy, Brent, about how he looked like, if he was tall, dark-haired, with a nice muscular body with big pecs, great abs, a solid, bubble shaped ass, and at least an eight inch dick. I imagined what it would be like to suck his huge dick and lick his big nuts. He would pin me down to my bed, on my stomach, with my face mashed into the pillow. He would stick that big dick of his into my ass, hard and deep. I would groan and scream so loudly that people could hear me from outside the building. He would cum inside of me, filling me with his thick, hot wetness, and I would have the best orgasm I ever had in my whole fuckin life--

My whole lower body vibrated as dick erupted with geysers of cum that went up so high it almost touched the ceiling. It landed on my stomach and chest and it felt really hot against my skin. My whole body was sweating and it took me more than two minutes to catch my breath. I continued to visualize how Brent would look, and my heart sped with anticipation.

The next day, me and Andrew, the tall, heavily muscular guy with the hot ass that lives right next door to me, left our sociology class and made our way back to our dorms. “My new roommate is supposed to be movin in today,” I told him. “His name is Brent.”

“You seen `im?” Andrew asked.

“Not yet. I want to though. I hope he’s cute.”

“Yeah,” Andrew said. “Me too. `Cause if he is...”

"Then what?" I asked.

"We're gonna be havin a whole lotta sleepovers in your room."

When I opened the door to my room, I was hoping that Brent would already be in the room unpacking his things or something, but it was empty. I stepped inside and Andrew followed in behind me. I threw my backpack on the floor in my closet and plopped on the bed. Andrew did the same. 

It had been about two weeks since the time that Andrew, his sexy roommate, Lee, and me had all fucked each other. Before then, neither Andrew or Lee never talked to me, but now, Andrew and I hung out all the time. I didn’t really see Lee that often because he was never really home that much. But I was more than satisfied being around Andrew. He was so goodlooking. I loved looking into his intense chocolate-colored eyes, his full sensual lips, his hard, square-shaped jaw. His body was immaculate: powerfully shaped arms, gorgeous, large pecs, perfectly chisled stomach, solid legs, with an amazing hard, ball-shaped ass, and a huge uncut dick. 

We sat on my bed, just looking at each other for about half a minute, and then Andrew reached out, grabbed the back of my head, and forced me onto his lips. Our tongues wrestled in each others’ mouths. My dick hardened and strained against my jeans. Andrew slipped his large hands underneath my shirt, rubbing my flat stomach, moving upward to my chest, pinching my nipples. I reached into Andrew’s shorts, found his massive dick waiting for me, and pulled it down. Gently, I pulled back the foreskin, revealing the beautifully shaped pink head. I spit into one of my palms and rubbed in circles around the head of his dick. Andrew closed his eyes and released a deep groan. His dick throbbed wildly within my hands. 

I pulled off Andrew’s sleeveless shirt and was captivated by the beauty of his torso. He flexed his pecs for me and I carefully bit one of his large nipples and I felt Andrew’s whole body shudder. 

“Keep suckin that nipple, Jack,” Andrew groaned. He pushed the back of my head so that my face was mashed up against his tangy-tasting chest. I jerked him off as I licked and bit on his nipple. And then, with my tongue, I slid down his chest, to his ridged abs, to his navel, past his thin pubic bush, and ended at his dick, which was ready to be covered by my tongue and spit. Before I put his dick into my mouth, I pulled his shorts all the way off so that he was completely naked. And then I stood up, my crotch only a few inches away from Andrew’s face. Andrew lifted my shirt and licked my stomach; his tongue felt so warm and moist. He expertly unbuckled my jeans and pulled down my zipper with his teeth. Andrew hooked his fingers into the back of my pants and pulled them down all the way past my knees. He grabbed hold of my ass, as the head of my hard dick rubbed up against his pretty lips. I entered his mouth hard, driving me dick in as fast as possible. My knees wobbled when I experienced the incredible humidity and softness of Andrew’s mouth. Andrew was able to fit all eight and a half inches of my dick into his mouth, massaging it with his gentle tongue, poking at the slit with the tip of his tongue. Some of my precum seeped into his mouth, mixing with his warm spit. 

I took my dick out of Andrew’s mouth and went to my knees in front of him. I wanted to know what his awesome looking dick tasted like and how it felt going down my throat. I opened his legs wide and buried my face in his musky crotch. I licked his tight nutsack for a few minutes and Andrew’s body went lax. I licked up the underside of his long, thick shaft, pulled back the foreskin a little so that I could consume the precum covered head. I licked all of the sticky, sweet ooze that dripped out of his dick before I surrounded his massive penis with my mouth. Andrew’s dick popped around in my mouth like firecrackers. He leaked precum all over the back of my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could as I slid up and down his shaft rapidly with my lips and tongue. Andrew rubbed the back of my head, pushing deeper upon his deliciously bittersweet dick. I cupped his balls as I sucked him off. Andrew lifted his hips upward a little, so that my finger had access to his asshole. I licked my index and middle fingers, searched around his hairless asscrack for his hole. When I found it, I poked at it gently. I pressed inward and my finger slipped inside his warm tightness partway. It was enough to get Andrew really going. He started to breathe heavily and his inner thighs quivered. I continued to lather his dick up with my tongue and spit, and Andrew’s moans and groans increased in consistency and volume. I inserted my finger deeper into his asshole as far as I could go until the whole thing was jammed up there. 

“Oh, shit,” Andrew muttered. “Yeah, Jack. Finger fuck my hole. Do it fast.”

I removed my finger from Andrew’s ass, licked it again, enjoying the taste of his butt, and then slammed my finger even faster and harder into his ass while at the same time I deep throated him completely. Andrew’s legs started to kick up and down and he released a ear-splitting scream. I put another finger into Andrew’s tight ass and he continued to thrash around, spasming as though he were having a seizure or something. I kept bobbing on his big dick, licking all the precum that dripped along the sides like an ice cream cone. Andrew rubbed my hair, pushed me down further on his dick and told me to keep working his hole. 

And then I heard the sound of a key being inserted into the lock. My mouth tore away from Andrew’s still rock hard dick and I snatched my finger out of his hot asshole. As quickly as I could, which was about three seconds, I put on my jeans and shirt. I didn’t know that I could move that fast. The doorknob stopped rattling and there was a brief silence where nothing happened.

“Hurry up and put your clothes on,” I told Andrew. I tried not to talk to loud so that we wouldn’t be heard. 

Andrew threw on his shirt and shorts in about ten seconds. When we were both dressed, we just stared at the door and waited for it to open. I could hear both of our heartbeats racing, and the room was thick with our sweaty heat and panic. There was the jangling sound of keys, and then once again, I heard a key being inserted into the lock. The doorknob turned and the door opened slowly. I held my breath and Andrew jumped off my bed as someone entered the room.

When I first laid eyes on Brent I felt as if I could no longer breathe, as though I could barely move. He was a whole lot better than I imagined him to be, however he had just the right body features that I envisioned in my mind the other night as I jacked off: He was tall, a lot taller than me. Andrew was about 6’3 and this guy seemed to be at least two or three inches taller than him.
Brent had the face of a young movie star: stunning chocolate-colored eyes that glittered in the sunlight that streamed through the window; spiky jet black hair, strong cheekbones, a square shaped jawline, and the most perfect set of lips that ever existed on a man. And his body...his body looked like it had been carved out of perfection: Brent wore a navy blue sleeveless tank top that showcased his wonderfully muscular arms and chest. Although Brent’s muscles were not as big as Andrew’s, the shape and structure of his torso was more attractive than Andrew’s, a little bit more slender, and more natural, as though Brent had never went to the gym a day in his life. Brent wore a pair of jeans that were loose enough to give him room to breathe, but tight enough for me to see the details of his muscular quads. I was dumbfounded and I could tell that Andrew was too.

Brent looked over at the both of us and smiled. He had one of those perfect, Colgate smiles. “Which one of you is Jack?” 

I raised my hand slowly. “...Me.”

Brent looked over at Andrew. “And who are you?”

“Andrew. I live in the room right next to this one.”

“Cool,” Brent said, not sounding too interested. “Hey, Jack, help me bring in some of this stuff.”

“I’ll see you later,” Andrew told me. As he passed by Brent, Andrew said, “Nice to meet you.”

“You too,” Brent said. And then Brent reverted his gaze back on me. He looked at me for a few moments. My dick was still mostly hard and I tried to make it go down but it didn’t really work all that well. I just hoped that Brent really didn’t notice. “My shit is all in the hallway,” he said finally. “Help me take some of it in.”

“Okay,” I said.