==If you are here, and you are under 18, your parents, or your minister, or your community is staring disapprovingly. I am too. Therefore only folks over 18 who like these stories are welcome.
At Ramapo College you are not permitted to pick your own roommate unless you arrange for this in advance. You just can't trust potential mates like a line up at the Bunny Ranch, therefore I was a little worried as a new freshman what kind of horror I might be placed with-probably someone no one wanted.
I, on the other hand, was a very desirable mate: neat, athletic (baseball) liked by women, and...er...with all modesty a hunk, a male doll, a fox. Check out my blond crew cut hair, my big blue eyes and let your eyes travel down to my tight, hard chest and a six pack...well, a four pack of nice proportions, lightly dusted with more blond fuzz. What are you asking? Oh yes, that too is perhaps not monumental but substantial: a six-inch flaccid one, neatly (remember I'm neat) lying over large egg sized balls.
I knocked on the door. I heard a deep crackly voice intone for me to enter. There on reclining on the lower berth (I really prefer the lower) was a six foot six inch spread of Asian gorgeousness. He was wearing a tiny bikini in red (Chinese red of course). His long frame caused his perfect size thirteen's to stick out of the end of the mattress. The rest of him was sleek, hairless, and gently muscled. But the face! Cute, boyish, even impish with full lips now parted over glossy white teeth.
Now I am not gay. I never had an experience like some guys. You know mutuals, or such. BUT, I do look and appreciate. Up to now, my sexual activity has been, in descending order: JO's, girl's pity hand jobs. There was one girl oral, and one kind of aborted fuck. (I had trouble finding the hole and came too soon.)
"Are you up for a little fooling around to relieve tension?"
That came from the Chinese charmer on the bed. At first I thought I heard wrong, but then my mind digested what was said. I laughed and quickly replied, "If you mean homo sex, no. I'm not into that."
"You forgot to add the word "yet". I am a good judge of male orientation and I pick you as being a hot potential, and very tasty looking." He jumped up and came over to me. He towered over my five feet ten inches. I flinched, thinking he was going to kiss me or something queer, but he just held out his big hand and took mine and shook it vigorously in a very manly way.
I introduced myself, "Ben, not Benny, just Ben."
"And I,'just Ben', am Liu. I was born in Hong Kong, studied at the English school there. My folks live in Ridgewood so I can go home for meals if I wish and you may be invited also. (Ridgewood is a fancy neighborhood. I live in Paterson, not so high toned.)
He did have a slightly English accent that seemed real nice to listen to, especially with his sonorous voice. I began stowing my stuff.
"You're are neat like me Just Ben."
I laughed and slipped off my tee shirt. I knew this would impress him as I have a nice chest. I hadn't expected a whistle, but I got it. It struck me that straight guys like the admiration of gay boys, in fact any admiration. I know I am a sucker for it. I had to be careful. I could just see Liu husking in my ear about how excellent I look and then grabbing my shit.
I slipped off my shorts. "Hey American Boy, you got some pooching out in your groin area. Nice, impressive and I think .....wanting. No?"
"No," I replied with male, well at least boyish emphasis. Oh shit, this kid if fun and making me glad I left my room mate choice to chance.
I took a towel and threw it over my shoulder. "Taking a shower."
"Oh," he intoned, aren't you going to take off your boxers?"
I laughed and headed into the shower.
The weeks went by, he was excellent company, we became pals. Liu tried out for basketball and made the team. He was fuckin' good at it. I failed to make the baseballs team. The coach said that ordinarily I was good enough, but this year so many gifted kids came from the local high schools that there were just no openings. He added in a voice of doom, "Many drop out the first year, I'll get you in then."
This made me feel like someone had to die for me to pay ball. Oh well, I had more time to study and drink. My first year away from home I could try out my drinking muscles. I hadn't puked in the street yet, oh yes, there were wonderful things awaiting. There was a pub on campus, eighteen was the age of inebriation then. "I'll have a beer and a whiskey chaser." Sounded hot to say that. I had three in an hour and a half. I had trouble keeping my elbow on the bar and I saw in the mirror that I was grinning in a stupid way. Time to go back to the dorm.
I actually wobbled and almost staggered back. I heard a guy and also a girl on my trip back who laughed at that drunk kid, Me. The door to our room was partly open. I misjudged and fell against it, it swung open and I fell on the floor, more embarrassed that hurt. "I'm fine," I mumbled, sounding really pissy drunk.
Liu jumped up from hid computer and came over and helped me up. I was glad to see him. I was home. He would take care of me. He did.
Liu put his arms around me and mine flew to rest on his warm, tan back. It felt really nice. He murmured in my ear that he would put me to bed. He expertly slipped off my shirt, pushed my onto the bed, took off my slides and whipped off my shorts down my hairy legs, then came my shorts. That seemed unnecessary as I always slept in my shorts. He began settling me in the bed when I tried to sit up.
"What's wrong? You feel nauseated?"
"No," I blushed, "Piss."
I started to get up, then fell back on the bed. He grabbed my shoulders and got me on my wobbly feet and crab-walked me to the john. He stood me in front of the john. I pushed my pee muscles but nothing happened. "Having trouble?" Liu laughed into my ear. "Want me to hold it?"
I nodded. Why? I don't know. I think that I just wanted attention. I had been pretty horny all day. In any event he took hold of my long cock and lifted it slightly to aim it. "Let it go Just Ben." He made pssshing noises and that seemed to do it. My yellow stream shot out and I pissed and pissed. Finally my stream became a few drops. "Shall I shake it out?"
I nodded dumbly. I was loving this attention. Frankly I wish he would just stroke me into a hot cum like Peg did that time. He must have read my thoughts. He gently shook out the last drop sitting at my piss hole like semi-precious Topaz. He shook more, I began to thicken and rise. He slipped his whole hand around it and just held it. "Do you want me to get you off?"
I muttered something he couldn't understand. "Is that a yes? Say it loud and clear or else you go back to beddy-bye."
"Yes, fuckin' jerk me off, I'm dying here."
He laughed and began the best wank I have ever had, including my own loving hand. He lavished special attention on the forward end, especially that sensitive spot in back, he moved my foreskin back and forth, he passed his thumb over the slimy head, back and forth. I was panting and my hips were beginning the go into slight fucking moti9ns. "Good boy," he said, "You're getting with the program. You are going to spew a shit load of cum, I see your balls have come up so that one ball is at either side of your shaft. Nice. But before I go for the finale I must stop and ask you a question."
I must of looked at him with painful agony because he stopped. "What?" I groaned.
"You must owe me one."
"One what?"
"I leave that to your creativity. But you will give me a cum, one way or another, or I am finished here."
It seemed easy to promised something for the future. I said yes and begged him to finish me off. And did he ever. He put his hand over my lips, "Lip it, get it wet." Then brought that warm, wet hand to my cock and began a steady, madding stroke, gradually speeding up and holding firmer. Then it hit me, my knees sagged, I shouted gibberish and began to unload, first a small shot and then a large one. At that point he pressed his puffy lips against mine and kissed me hard. That intensified my orgasm so much, my head was swirling, my cock felt like a foot long and it pulsed and delivered great streams of pearly cum.
He kept his arm around my waist and helped me back to bed. Just before I fell asleep, he leaned down. "Would you like a goodnight kiss Babe?"
I said yes in a small voice and he kissed me into a sleep so profound that I did not wake up until morning. Oh bless my youth. I felt fine, no handover. The trick must be to cum hard before you turn it. A great cure. "How you feeling Benny?" I flinched at the new way he said my name. "You look good. And you got another hardon. Are you hinting?"
"Hey Liu, it was fun, I was drunk, but no more queer stuff, okay?"
"I'll agree, but you are hooked. I know you will make the next move dear boy."
Fuckin' shit! He was right! It came about two nights later. I came to the dorm. He was out. He probably was celebrating with the rest of the team after the game. I stripped to my shorts and lay on my back trying to get that before-sleep feeling going. I was just about going under when the door opened quietly and Liu slipped in like an inscrutable assassin. Of course I know he was "scroutable" but I'd have to ask.
He glanced at me. My eyes were closed. But one part of me was awake, my cock. It pressed lewdly against the crouch of my shorts. I know he noticed that. He got undressed and stepped on my mattress preparatory to swinging himself up to the upper berth. (Incidentally we decided to take turns on the berths and this was my turn on the bottom...berth that is.)
He didn't complete his swing up. He remained standing on my mattress. He whispered in a surprisingly commanding voice, " Stroke my legs, I know you are starring at them and you want to." The bastard. It was true. I was taken with his long slim, but strong hairless tan legs that seemed to glow in the half-light. Like a hypnotized zombie I reached out my sweaty hand and touched his calf. He signed, perhaps in victory. I found my breath was coming in pants as I continued stroking the leg, finally ending up slipping into the crotch hole of his shorts and touching his warm smooth ball sac. He groaned in appreciation. I pulled down his shorts. Remember his head was up at his bunk, he was experiencing the hidden hands of another and it was a heavy turn on for him. My insolent hand now touched his wild black shiny pubic hair. I ruffled it gently. His knees sagged a bit. I reached for his long warm prick that was pulsing a sexual. He got back to stand on the floor, he long tan-pink cock close to my face. I could see a pearly bead of pre cum there. It's odor reached my nose and my head began to swim. "Ben boy. Give in. You want your lips around my cock. Go for it."
I leaned forward and hugged the head with my wet lips. He groaned loudly and pleaded. "Take it into your hot mouth. I'm as horny as a goat. Be a good roomie."
I lost all sense of decision. I wanted to feel that shaft in my mouth, to lick it and mouth fuck it. I let it slip deeper into my mouth. Suddenly he pushed forward and my throat seemed to open and it slipped deep. He was now slowly fucking my mouth, in and out. I sat on the bed, his fuck toy, letting him do his thing. Then he grabbed my crew cut head and began to fuck in earnest. Suddenly he froze and slews of delicious cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed with pleasure. It seemed to have a spicy/sweet flavor like candied watermelon.
At last he had given me all he had. He backed off, crouched down and kissed my slippery, cummy lips. "You loved it didn't you?"
"Is was okay for a Chinese dish."
We both laughed. I knew now that I was launched into a new phase of my life.
A couple of days later Liu invited me to his house. "Honorable parents are away in Formosa. I invited two old friends down from Yale. That'll make four of us. We can see how it goes, but be prepared for lots of fun.
End Part One.
You can see that both boys were basically nice guys. Yes Liu was more experienced, but that won't last much longer. Wait a day or two for Part Two.