Last night was, as they say in cheap novels, was the watershed change in Duke's and my relationship. It started early evening. Duke was lying on his lower bunk, ignoring me as usual, reading one of those magazines, "Balloon Breasts" or "Slits of Fire". Suddenly the door flew open and in tumbled two beefy guys.
Duke jumped up, they began one of those stupid rituals that straight guys play when greeting each other. They sharply punched each other, high fived so hard, they staggered back, then the manly hugs that kept the groin area apart by one foot. You all know it...so dumb, but kind of adorable.
It turned out that these noisy oafs were from Duke's old neigborhood, "Yeah Dukester, we stole a car and decided to come up here and surprise you. Come on, let's get out of here and get drunk."
When they left, the quiet was deafening. I returned to my studying. That lasted about an hour and finally my eyes just closed, the book fell to the floor and sagged to sleep on my computer chair.
A pretty long time after, I heard drunken voices outside and a pounding on the door. One of Dukes drinking companions was crashing his big paw against the door. I opened it; there were his buddies, each one with one of Duke's arms over his shoulder. Duke was sagging between them with a piss-face drunk look. You know, red-faced, drooling, eyes slitty and swollen. They pushed him into the room. One Neanderthal slurred to me, "Here's yu roommate. Put 'm to bed and set a pail near case he hurls." They he laughed like that was the greatest joke in the world. I grabbed the swaying Duke and pushed him into a sitting position on the bed. I heard the two elephants tumbling down the stairs. Here I was, alone with a totally wasted roommate. Yet...that might prove to be interesting. How interesting I never could possibly imagine, then.
Duke had swayed from his sitting position to lie on his side on the bed. I knelt down and removed his shoes and socks, enjoying those big feet, now a little moist from the night's revelries. For the first time, I noticed that he did have a little light blond hair on his shins. Very nice. Next came the pants. No underwear, those three-color bikinis were still unworn. Most have been a going away to college gift from a girl friend. Getting his tee shirt off was a problem. I put his arms over my shoulders. (Can you consider that an embrace?) I whipped it off and now his bare chest was again my chest, of course, separated by my thin tee shirt.
I don't know what came over me. I put my arms around his bare upper body and held him close to me. Without thinking, I planting a kiss on his manly cheek. As I pulled away, he started mumbling. "Jake, you've been like a brother to me. Getting me up for class." He started blubbering. "I miss Kenny," and sobbed louder.
"Who's Kenny?"
"Kenny's my older brother."
Then his drunken face took on one of those stupid conspiratorial looks and he whispered to me. "Kenny used to fuck me." Then he went into full bawling mode. Suddenly he stopped. "Would you fuck me? My ass needs it so bad."
I now turn to the audience and I ask you, could I refuse? Wouldn't I be a person of bad character to refuse? Of course, you all agree that I should proceed. And proceed I did, quickly, before he sobered up too much. I was undressed and naked in record time.
I passed my hand lovingly over his cheek. "For you Duke, my roommate, I'll do it."
He rubbed his cheek against my hand. "You're so good to me. Do it and quickly, I am in pain here."
The transformation of my roommate was unbelievable. He was a fuck doll, his lips puffed out like he was kissing, and when I lifted his pale, smooth muscular legs and put one on each of my hips, I finally saw his asshole. It was kissing also.
Now a moment to tell you about assholes: I am writing his years later. I have seen a lot of assholes since that night. His asshole was the prettiest I have ever seen, ever. It wasn't one of those with a ring of hairs around it, resembling a cunt, no. And it wasn't one of those that was brown and crinkly, no. The asshole that I gazed on that night was perfect. Hardly a pucker, and the skin color around it was the same as the ivory color as the pear shaped, muscular ass cheeks.
As soon as his legs were up around me and his ass was exposed, he was half in the bag of sexual frenzy. This boy wanted to be violated by my rampantly stiff prick. Out of charitable lust, I stroked his asshole. Oh how he loved that attention. He drooled and sang a song of moaning passion. That I could produce that was an everlasting joy to me. I must, must make him feel even better.
I put my finger in his puffy lips and he instinctively began sucking on it. He was a jock, and when he sucked, he sucked. I almost had to put my foot on his chest to extract it. Now that wet finger was at the opening of his needy ass.
"Oh Kenny, that feel awesome. Don't stop. Put it inside. Get that spot that drives me nuts."
Shit, he thinks I'm Kenny, his brother. What the hell, I'll be his brother if I can get his ass.
"Duke, tell me that you want me to fuck you."
"'Course I do. I always want your hot cock in my ass. Do it."
I put the head of my virgin cock just inside his ass hole. He was wailing with excitement. He just fucking loved this. He pushed his hips forward and I slipped inside his steaming hole. Yipes, this was the best thing my cock had ever felt. I had to squeeze my groin muscles to keep from shooting as my cock slid deep inside him.
But if you think I was getting nuts, you should have seen Duke. His mouth was hanging open and he was drooling on his chin. Even his tongue was lolling out. He looked like a dumb idiot, but I loved him at that moment, at least his hot ass. I longed to really start hard fucking him, but I had to watch out or I'd come too quick. I decided to do what I could to get him to come first.
I stroked his nipples. They erected immediately and he hummed in pleasure. Then I grabbed in balls and tickled the underside. He moaned louder and his hips began to make fucking motions. Then I grabbed he cock that was flexing away on his belly. It fit into my hand in the familiar way it did at night. The piss slit began leaking honey all over my hand.
I looked at Duke. His eyes were rolling up and his face and chest were scarlet red. I think my roomie was getting close to cumming.
"Fuck me hard brother. I can take it."
That was the permission that really turned me on. I just went nuts, slamming into him and almost pulling out completely. This was so great. I loved every minute. A part of me was afraid I might be hurting him, but one look at his smiling face told me that he was transported into heaven.
I shagged his needy cock hard. His hips almost lifting off the bed as he bellowed his cum. He began shooting heavy cum on his muscular belly and his ass hole began grabbing at my sliding cock. Shit, I am only human, my body locked and my cock began spewing a week's worth of spooge into his hot hole.
The two of us were hiccupping and moaning and shouting our orgasms. Pretty soon it was over. I looked down at Duke. The poor guy had fucked himself into a coma, or likely passed out from his boozing. I covered him up and hoisted myself up to top bunk. I heard him begin to snore, but this time I ignored him as I slipped into a profound sleep.
The next morning I leaned down. He was on his back, his cock standing up like a periscope. He grinned at me. "Straddle me and try this on for size."
Oh boy, there is a new dorm life ahead.
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