A Mouth is a Mouth
This is my 2nd story about my undergraduate college experiences (see "Roomie 's Advice for Cold and Flu "). Mostly true with some embellishment thrown in, but not that much, honestly. So pull it out and enjoy. After you shoot your load, please remember to make a small gift to Nifty for supporting all of us randy horn dogs. I 'd love to hear your thoughts, so shoot me a line at nicoluna@hotmail.com. Thanks for reading!
My sophomore year, I had a different college roommate. I was disappointed at first, after having such an ideal situation my freshman year (my roommate Aden the cockhound spent most of the 2nd semester warming my cock with his mouth).
But my new roommate Case was a fun guy, and my main consolation was that he was a big drinker, so there was always tons of beer and booze around, and he was generous about sharing. He was a chain smoker too, but always made sure to smoke outside and never seemed annoyed when I wanted to bum one off of him.
I was actually relieved that he was clearly straight, a total womanizer, and not that great looking, since I 'd been getting a little too distracted by shenanigans with Aden and my grades were starting to slip. But Case intrigued me.
Despite the fact that he was just slightly on the homely side of average looking, and had a totally flabby-bordering-on-chubby build, he always had something going on with different girls, often more than one at the same time. At first I thought it was because he was rich (his family was loaded and he always had tons of cash). But then I decided he must have also had a pretty big cock.
I had moved my bed into what was supposed to be the living and study area in the front of our dorm room and he kept his bed in the back part of the room, but there wasn 't a door in between, we just put up a curtain divider in the empty doorway. Anyway, I could hear clear as anything when he was fucking some girl back there. And the noises they made and things they said made it clear he was hung big. I remember hearing one girl unzip him and pull his pants down and saying "Oh my GOD " and he just chuckled (in between making shushing sounds) and later I could hear her grunting and whining about it hurting her. That kind of thing happened a lot.
It 's funny, even though I don 't remember ever being attracted to or turned on by him, the sounds of him fucking his dates always got me horned up, especially when it was wet and juicy sounding, which was most of the time. I usually jacked off listening to it. I was pretty sure he knew I was jacking off to the sound of him fucking, but he either didn 't give a shit or was turned on by having an audience. We never talked about it though until one day, when we were both exceptionally drunk, he turned to me and said, "SO I met your last roommate Aden. "
"Oh really? What are the odds? " I said, trying to sound uninterested.
"Oh yes, I did!, " he said meaningfully. "He 's working at the Macy 's and we started talking when I went in to buy a new suit for my cousin 's wedding. When he found out we 're roommates, he just about shit himself. Seems like he really misses having you as a roommate!, " he said, grinning like an evil motherfucker.
"Oh? That 's nice. He was a good roommate. "
"I 'll BET he was. I bet he was REAL good. You wouldn 't happen to know that he 's a cocksucker now would you? "
I was so surprised at Case saying this that I was at a loss for words. I just stared at him with my mouth open for a second, until he started laughing at me.
"Relax, man! I ain 't gonna tell anyone you had your own personal in-house cocksucker for a roommate. As they say: `A mouth is a mouth ' Haha! "
After stammering for a few seconds, I asked "But how? What? He just blurted it out?! "
Case laughed at me some more, took a puff on his cigarette, and blew it out saying "No, man. He assumed since we 're roommates that I 'm blowing you too, and he spilled the beans. I think he was trying to get me to fuck around with him too. You know a lot of guys think I 'm gay for some reason. Who knows, I don 't give a shit. But just YOU don 't get any ideas!, " he said laughing.
We both laughed it off and drank some more, then he says "You 're not gay though, are you? " But the way he said it didn 't seem judgmental or paranoid, just curious. And I was drunk enough to have beer courage working for me.
"Shit, no!, " I said, "Well, I don 't know, I don 't think so. I mean I did really get into him sucking me off all the time but I just always figured it 's cos I 'm always so fucking horny. I mean, no kidding, sometimes, I 'd get all boned up just thinking about it. More than fucking a girl even. You think that makes me queer? Maybe I 'm bi? "
"Hey don 't worry about it. I don 't give a shit. Just don 't try nothing on me is all. "
We sat there for a while him smoking, me drinking, not saying anything.
"Hey I know you jack off when I 'm fucking my girls, " he said, causing me to choke on my beer. "Just want you to know you don 't have to worry about it. I don 't give a shit. "
"But I don 't- "
"C 'mon I can HEAR you, ya know, " he laughed, making a jacking motion with his hand "Fap! Fap! Fap! Haha, not exactly subtle you pervert. "
I just sat there completely red and humiliated. In the space of five minutes I 'd been found out by my roommate as a possibly bi pervert who secretly jacks off to his roommate fucking chicks. Did his girlfriends know I was jacking off to them too? Shit, they all probably knew! What must people think of me!
"Relax, man!, " he laughed, "I 'd probably jack off too if you ever brought home a girl and fucked her in front of me. Free porn, haha! "
We just kept drinking after that, and I got over feeling embarrassed. He was good about making people feel at ease. I guess that 's part of how he was so lucky with girls. I didn 't think about it too much the next few days, until he had another girl over. They went to his room to "watch TV " and I went to bed and turned out the lights. I noticed he hadn 't pulled the curtain divider all the way closed this time. There was about a 2 " gap. Did he do that on purpose? Did he WANT me to watch? I just lay on my bed staring at the gap and listening to them murmuring to each other and kissing while they watched TV. Then, as usual, I started to hear the unmistakeable sounds of clothes being pulled off and my cock began pushing against the mattress. I heard the girl start to say something like she wasn 't sure they ought to, then it got real quiet, and then I heard her say, "Are you KIDDING me with that thing?! Holy shit!! " He just giggled and tried to shush her. "You 're gonna wake up my roommate. Now get down there and- yeah, just like that. "
I could hear sucking and slobbering sounds, and then she gagged a few times.
"SHH!!, " he said unsympathetically, "and watch the teeth. "
"Don 't push on my head!, " she argued. "It 's too big, I can 't. You 're gonna make me throw up. "
Then more whispering and kissing sounds, and then I heard her stifle a scream, "aaah-OHH!! No! "
"Shh, shh, just hold still. Just hold still a minute... "
Then more kissing sounds, and then, sooner than I expected, the wet schlurping sounds of slow fucking and soft girl moaning. I couldn 't help myself, I was powerless. I got up from the bed and crept over to the curtain divider, my steely cock leading the way, poking out of my boxers. I held onto the doorframe and kneeled down so I could peek through the gap more discretely. What I saw shook me to my core.
Case was laying back on his bed with his girlfriend riding up and down on what seemed like the world 's most massive cock standing upright like a pillar between his meaty legs. The way the bed was positioned, with his legs pointing toward the doorway, I was no less than three feet from the action. She was facing him, away from me, so I had free reign to soak in the sight of his shiny, glistening cock meat slowly disappearing into her cunt as she sank down, and then sliding out as she rose up. My cock spurted a little without me even touching it. I thought I had come somehow without touching it, but it was just a huge glob of precum. I squeezed my cock but didn 't jack because I knew I was too close already. I could actually smell them. His sweaty ball funk and her juices mingled together. My cock was steadily drooling by then. I slowly, slowly started pulling up and down on my meat, in time with their fucking, which was painfully slow. I think she must have been really struggling to take his cock. It seemed impossibly thick. I tried to estimate it. Was it as thick as my wrist?! It sure seemed like it! Then I noticed his huge ballsack. Enormous hairy balls, shifting and bouncing around as she rode him. I had a sudden urge to suck on them, which took me by surprise.
I don 't know how long I stayed there kneeling in the doorway, jacking off to the site of them fucking, but after several minutes, I looked beyond his cock and realized with a jolt that he was looking right at me. His mouth hung slack open, eyes half closed with lust, and he seemed to be steering and directing her up and down motion by pushing and pulling on her big tits. But he was looking at me. Right in the eye. How long had he been watching me watching him?
I had stopped jacking my cock when I realized he was looking at me, probably looked like a deer in the headlights. He just smiled and pulled her down to his chest and started kissing her, she was fully seated on that huge meat, her cunt obscenely spread open at the base of it for my inspection. Then he rolled over so that she was on her back and he was on top and started really laying pipe.
Smack! Smack! Smack! The sound of his big balls hitting her ass and his cock plunging her wet hole could probably have been heard two rooms down. And she had given up trying to be quiet. Her grunting with each downward plunge sounded more like animal sounds than the stupid fake high pitched squeals and moans in porn movies. She sounded out of her mind. This was real. This was a person being split open by a log. Over and over. "Unh! Unh! UNH! Uuuuh-uuhh!! UNH! "
I wasn 't even aware of when I had started jacking again but I was hard at it. I didn 't care any more. He knew I was watching. He knew I was jacking. He knew his massive cock was the star of the show. And it was all for me. This show was for me. From this angle, I couldn 't see his cock as well, but I could well imagine it as I watched his sweaty bullballs swing back and forth.
Finally he held still and groaned, legs trembling, shooting what must have been a huge load into her, as she made soft murmuring noises. I shot too, all over everything. My hands, the curtain, the doorframe, the floor. I thought it was over and quickly started licking the cum off my hands, but he wasn 't done yet.
They kissed and made out for a bit, his cock still deeply planted inside her, and then he pulled out slowly. A huge wad of his spooge spilled out of her and down the side of the bed. I couldn 't believe my eyes when he kneeled down in front of her, leaned over and started eating her out. He was eating his own come out of her! She started grunting and moaning some more and her legs were trembling and shaking as her hands clutched the blanket. Her head shook back and forth and finally she spasmed and half curled up off the bed, "UUuuuh-UUUHH!! ", and collapsed back on the bed, still quivering. But he still wasn 't done. He kept eating her out for another several seconds until she shoved him off, "Enough! Please! "
He then turned and looked at me. That same evil grin on his face, as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, winked, and pulled the curtain shut.
I had so many questions! But, believe it or not, we never talked about it. Serious! And he was a true to his word, he never said anything to anyone about me turning my former roommate into my personal blowjob slave, or about me jacking off watching him have sex. But I often heard him joking around with his friends about gay guys wanting to go down on him and that he might be tempted some day. His punchline was always "A mouth is a mouth!, " which always got laughs. But it really made me wonder if he meant that as an invitation for me.
I got to watch him fuck maybe two more times after that, but when the semester ended, he moved out and got an apartment. We stayed in touch off and on, and eventually I lost track of him.
I 'm haunted though, by the thought of what it all meant. Would he have let me suck him off if I had asked? Would he have tried to fuck me with that monster? Would I have let him? Would I have survived being opened up by that thing?
Or is it just possible that he was actually just being generous as he was with booze and cigarettes, to the point of letting his pervy roommate get off on watching him fuck girls with his enormous cock?
I 'll never know. But I do know that experience just increased my hunger to explore fucking around with guys. Whatever, thanks a lot Case, wherever you ended up. I only hope you and your truly magnificent cock are still getting serviced by guys, girls, or whoever is lucky enough. After all, a mouth is a mouth. And a hole is a hole!