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The Egghead and the Metal Head (M/M, cons, college)
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The Egghead and the Metal Head by Dylan S.
Alvin unpacked the last of his books and placed them on the bookshelf next to his desk in his new dorm room. He wanted to make sure the room was neat before his new roommate arrived. Alvin really looked forward to meeting his new roommate. His last roommate, Rick, had moved to an apartment off-campus and he already missed him.
He knew his roommate's name, Howell Burns; he was a junior too. Alvin thought Howell was an unusual name. He figured that he'd like to be called "Howie" so he went around the room saying "Howie" over and over. Alvin wanted to make sure he didn't sound like a jerk, like when he stammered when he met both Morgan and Rick. These guys were so hot and hunky that Alvin had difficulty keeping his hard-on hidden.
Yeah, Alvin was gay. It didn't take too long before it was known by some of the guys on his floor. These guys would look at him with disgust and make a point of moving away from him in the showers. Alvin wished these guys wouldn't hate him so much. He was a junior now and he'd be twenty-one in a few months. Maybe then he'd get the nerve to go to one of the gay bars downtown.
Alvin did have a few friends. Most of them were computer nerds like him. He met most of them in his classes and got to know them through the Physics Club and Computer Club. But they all wanted to have sex with girls and that was all they would talk about. They'd complain how they couldn't get laid. Alvin couldn't tell them he was more interested in getting fucked by his roommates than fucking girls. Or that he wouldn't mind sucking their cocks.
Alvin loved cock. He loved the feel of it in his mouth, ramming deep down his throat. He loved the taste of cum. He loved getting fucked, too, even though it had only happened three times. The first time he got fucked was with his older cousin Ken when he was about twelve. Then Brian, a guy who teased him while he was in high school, fucked him a couple of times. Brian used to force him to have sex, mostly blow jobs in the shower room at school. He fucked his ass once after the senior prom, then again after Brian's girlfriend dumped him. Ken and Brian were both athletic studs and that's the kind of guy Alvin got hot for.
Both Morgan and Rick were jocks, too. Morgan played basketball and Rick played baseball. Each of them had been paired with Alvin to get their grades up and Alvin did help them. But after each year was over, Morgan had gone back to his frat and Rick had decided to move in with his girlfriend.
Alvin had rushed a few frats but never got in. So he stayed in Buchanan Hall, the only all-male dorm on campus. It was sort of like a frat house, but not as raucous. Here, he could study in peace and maintain his 4.0 G.P.A. The only distraction he had was the other guys in the dorm.
There was one gang-type shower room for every floor, which Alvin loved. He took a lot more showers than he did when he was at home. And, because it was an all-male dorm, many the guys walked around with little or no clothing. Alvin kept a journal of all the guys he thought were hot.
He noted if he had seen them naked or in their underwear, and how big their dicks were. He had seen most of the guys on his floor naked. And most of the guys looked like they had big cocks, though he'd never seen any of them hard.
Alvin jerked off almost every night before Howie got there, recalling all the guys he'd seen naked. He usually fantasized about an orgy in the shower room, where he'd get fucked by all the guys on his floor. Sometimes he'd imagine being on his hands and knees sucking off Rick's eight-inch cock and getting fucked by Morgan's big ten at the same time. How he longed for someone to just take him down and fuck his brains out.
That Friday, Alvin got tired of waiting around for Howie so he decided to take a walk into town. When he got back, he heard thumping and things being moved around in his room. When he opened the door he saw a great altar of stereo components had been set up where the desks once were. The receiver, amplifier, CD player, cassette deck, and even a turntable was placed on top each other on shelves, in a pyramid. Below the pyramid were stacks of CD's and cassettes, hundreds of them. And on each side of the altar was a towering speaker, almost as big as the ones the they use at rock concerts.
And beside the speakers, putting them into place, was a mass of blond hair attached to a Metallica T-shirt and black jeans. Alvin was very disappointed. He had hoped for another humpy jock. Instantly, he dreaded listening to hours of Metallica, Skid Row, AC/DC, Megadeth, Queensryche and worst of all, Guns 'n' Roses. For Alvin, who listened only to classical music, it was all noise.
"Hey dude, you must be my new roommate," the hair said in a doper tone. Alvin recalled that the druggies at his high school all talked like that.
"Yes, my name is Alvin. You must be Howie." "It's Howl, man. Like wolves do." Then he howled, throwing his head back. His hair fell back and Alvin got a look at his face. He was actually pretty cute but Alvin thought he'd probably look better with short hair.
Then another guy walked in. He had straight black hair that went down to his waist. He wasn't wearing a shirt and Alvin immediately lusted after his torso. He was lean and well defined, but not bulky. The guy's chest was smooth but there was a line of hair coming up from below his jeans to his navel. Alvin thought that was really sexy. Then he realized he was staring, something he did often around cute or hunky guys, and felt a little embarrassed.
"Dude, this is my bud, Kill. Bud man, this is my new roomie, Alvin."
"How's it going, dude?" Kill said, extending his hand. Alvin shook it.
"Pretty good." Alvin's face showed he was put off by the guy's name.
"His name is really Kelly, but that's sorta faggy, so he changed it to 'Kill.'"
Shit, Alvin thought, they hate fags. I'm as good as dead. But then Kill looked at Howl like he insulted him. Alvin didn't notice.
"It's just sounds cooler and a lot tougher, that's all," Kill explained.
"You go to school here too?" Alvin asked, a little relieved.
"No way, man," Kill replied, chuckling. "I could barely stand high school. I would've dropped out if it weren't for Brainiac here." Kill grabbed Howl in a headlock and gave him a noogie.
Brainiac? Is Howl smart? Alvin thought. He sure doesn't look it.
"What's your major, Howl?"
"English, American Lit," he answered. "What's yours?"
"Physics and computer science," Alvin replied, a little ashamed.
"I could've guessed that," Kill said, laughing. Alvin felt like a complete nerd now. Even though Howl was a brain, at least he was cool.
"Come on, Kill, don't make fun of Alvin."
"I wasn't. He just looks like a physics dude."
"It's OK, Howl," Alvin assured him. "I can take a joke." Alvin was used to it and Kill wasn't being mean.
"Thanks, dude," Howl replied. It seemed weird to Alvin that Howl was trying to be nice to him. Morgan and Rick usually ignored him, except when they studied together. But neither of them wanted to be his friend. But Howl seemed to want that. Now Alvin was beginning to feel better. Maybe he would even grow to like heavy metal. That Dave Mustaine guy was pretty cute.
Luckily for Alvin and the other men on their floor, Howl usually listened to his music with headphones. But once in while though, he'd listen to it full blast. Alvin was beginning to like the music. He enjoyed Queensryche and Extreme, and he could listen to Metallica and some others without getting annoyed. So he and Howl were getting along.
Alvin found out just how smart Howl was. Howl told him his G.P.A. was 3.8 and he had gotten 1310 combined on the SAT, 730 verbal, 580 math. Alvin's score was almost the reverse. They helped each on their homework.
Alvin would check Howl's math and science and Howl would edit Alvin's papers. And they both helped some of the guys on the floor with their homework.
Another thing Alvin liked about Howl was that Howl liked to lounge around their room in his underwear. Howl made him feel so at ease that Alvin started wearing just his boxer shorts around the room too. From what he could tell, Howl had a big cock. Once, he caught a glimpse of it hard, the tip just of the waistband of his briefs. Then Howl left all of a sudden to go to the bathroom. When he got back he was flushed and a little sweaty but Alvin didn't think anything of it.
Alvin needed to jerk off badly. He used to do it often, at least twice a day. Since Morgan and Rick often spent the night at their girlfriends' rooms or off-campus, Alvin had the room to himself a lot. He'd sneak into their laundry baskets and dig for a dirty pair of briefs or jock strap. He'd hold them to his face, breathing in the smells of a sweaty young athlete. Then he'd strip down naked and lie on his roommate's bed. He'd lube up his six-inch cock with lotion and start stroking it slowly. He'd start feeling his ass with his other hand, poking his asshole with one finger then two, imagining it was Rick or Morgan invading him with his big cock.
Often, he reran his fantasy of being gang-banged by the guys in the shower room. They'd feed him their cocks two at a time, while another guy fucked him brutally. It wouldn't be long before Alvin shot his load into a tissue. One time he shot a huge load, after he had seen Rick naked for the first time, and came all over Rick's sheets. Alvin was afraid that Rick would find out. But Alvin liked feeling anxious about being caught. Maybe Rick would be so angry that he'd force Alvin to suck his cock or he'd fuck him.
Alvin didn't have much chance to jerk off like he used to, though.
Howl spent as much time as Alvin did in their room. Alvin didn't dare jerk off it the bathroom or showers. He was afraid of being caught in there. He didn't want Howl to think he was a total freak so Alvin stopped jerking off.
When he went home for a weekend Alvin finally got to beat off. He wondered what Howl planned to do while he was away. He figured he had a bunch of girls lined up to fuck. Howl said he didn't have a girlfriend and Alvin thought he was just playing the field. At home, he cranked his cock so many times he thought it'd fall off.
They both studied during the week. They spent their free time with their friends. Alvin had his friends in the physics and computer clubs, and Howl had hooked up with some other metal heads. But Alvin liked being around Howl and oddly, Howl felt the same about Alvin. They were an unusual sight on campus, a nerdy egghead and long-haired, freaky headbanger talking, eating lunch together, or just hanging out.
Alvin's popularity was also growing in the dorm. On Saturday nights, Alvin spent some of his sizable allowance on food and beer, bought by the older guys. Howl would crank up his stereo there would be a party on their floor.
One weekend, Howl went home for a visit, leaving Alvin alone. Finally he'd get a chance to jerk off like he used to. It was getting late, so it was time for bed anyway. He locked the door, then went through Howl's laundry and got a pair of his briefs. He took out the porno video brochure he had hidden in his desk. It was the only pictures he had of guys having sex with other guys. Then he took off his clothes and lay down on Howl's bed. It didn't take long for his dick to get hard and he greased it up with lotion.
Alvin pictured Howl slowly stripping off his clothes then climbing into bed with him. Howl would kiss him all over his body. Alvin wanted Howl's thick cock up his ass desperately. The moment he pictured Howl fucking him he started to cum. He shot so much it went everywhere, splashing the wall behind the bed, on his face, on the pillow and then spurting on his chest and stomach.
Alvin was breathing heavy, recovering from one of his most intense orgasms. He was still imagining Howl pounding away at his ass. Then he drifted off into a light sleep, not even bothering to clean himself off.
Howl slipped his key into the door and turned the doorknob. Neither he nor Kill was ready for the sight they were about to witness. There was Alvin, lying naked on Howl's bed, a gay porno video brochure in one hand and a pair of Howl's dirty briefs in the other. Howl looked at Kill in disbelief.
"I can't fuckin' believe it," Kill whispered. "He's queer."
Howl said nothing and just stared at his naked roommate. He didn't know what to do.
"What're ya gonna do?"
"Let's wake him up," Howl replied. Kill nodded and they stepped over to the bed. They saw the pools of drying cum on his hairless chest and the pillow.
"Alvin," Howl said softly into Alvin's ear. "Alvin, you're in my bed, dude." Alvin shifted a little but didn't wake up.
"Alvin!" Kill shouted.
Alvin bolted awake, nearly falling out of the bed. For a moment he didn't know what was happening, where he was or what he had been doing.
Then a horrible feeling swept over him, almost as intense as his orgasm, when he saw Howl and Kill staring at him. He sheepishly covered his crotch with Howl's briefs.
"Oh shoot! Howl, I'm sorry. I-I-I-I--" He couldn't think of anything that could explain what he was doing in his bed naked and covered in cum. Except the truth. "I was jerking off. I thought you weren't going to be back until tomorrow. I'm sorry."
Howl took the brochure from Alvin's hand and looked at it.
"What is this?"
"It's a-- it's a brochure for a movie."
"These are all guys." Howl said in a serious tone. "It's for a gay porno movie."
"Yeah," Alvin replied, dejected.
"So you're gay then?" Howl asked.
Alvin thought about it before he responded. Howl and Kill had been cool up to now, he thought. Maybe they'd understand.
"Yeah," Alvin sighed, "I'm a fag." Alvin turned away, waiting to be slugged, or for the guys to start laughing derisively. He was sure they would do something that would make him feel even worse than he did right at that moment.
But nothing could prepare him for what happened next. Howl put his hand on Alvin's shoulder and caressed it.
"That's cool," Howl said softly. "So are we." Then Howl kissed him. "Were you thinking of me when you were beatin' the bishop?" Howl asked as he took his underwear out of Alvin's hand.
"Uh, yeah. I was."
Howl looked at Kill and winked. Kill took off his jacket, then kicked off his shoes, then pulled off his T-shirt. Howl pushed Alvin back down onto his bed then started stripping his clothes off, too.
In a few moments, both Howl and Kill were naked. Kill had the idea of putting the two twin beds together to make a bigger bed. Alvin lay between the two headbangers, jerking their cocks. Howl kissed his roommate, their tongues wrestling. Alvin wrapped his arms around Howl and hugged him tightly. Howl squeezed him back just as tight. Alvin never felt like he did just then. The warmth and the softness of their skin touching his were sheer ecstasy. For the first the time in a long time, Alvin felt good about himself.
Kill got between Alvin's legs and started licking around his crotch. Alvin's six inches stood straight up, harder than steel. Then Kill took the cock in his mouth and sucked it all the way down. Alvin's head reeled from the sensations. He'd never felt anything but his own hand on his dick before. Neither Ken nor Stew ever touched his cock when they fucked him. But Kill's mouth was doing things to his cock that his hand could never do. Lucky for Alvin, jerking off right before was keeping him from cumming too quickly.
Kill just kept licking and sucking while Alvin and Howl explored each other's bodies. Alvin felt up Howl's smooth chest as Howl starting kneading Alvin's ass. His fingers dug into the soft, fuzzy flesh then started moving deeper into Alvin's crack. Alvin moaned as Howl's finger started to drill into his asshole. Man, Alvin wanted his roommate's cock up his ass.
Then Alvin started to spurt. Again, the thought of Howl fucking him pushed him over the brink and made him start shooting. He clutched Kill's head, pushing him down farther on his cock. He shot a huge load and Kill swallowed it all down. Alvin cried out and kissed Howl passionately.
"Fuck me, Howl!" he moaned. "I want your huge cock deep in my ass."
Howl smiled. His cock pulsed as he looked into Alvin's soft hazel eyes. Without his nerdy glasses, Alvin was really cute. The glasses made him look older and plain. Without his glasses, Alvin looked younger. If he'd let his hair grow out, Howl thought, he'd be damn foxy. Someone he could fall in love with.
"Yeah, I want you, Alvin," Howl said softly. "I want to make love to you."
Alvin got on his hands and knees as Howl maneuvered himself behind him. Kill moved to the side of the bed and started to slowly stroke his meat.
Alvin thought about Kill for a moment, the guy who had just given him his first blow job. Kill continued stroking his thick, heavy cock. Howl's cock was about seven inches, but Kill had the biggest dick Alvin had ever seen. Probably more than ten thick, succulent inches of headbanging hard-on hung between Kill's legs and Alvin wanted it. He needed it.
"Kill, come over here, in front of me," Alvin instructed. "I don't want you to be left out."
Kill smiled at him. He leaned forward and kissed him, jamming his tongue down deep. Kill then positioned himself in front of Alvin, spreading his long hairy legs. Alvin grabbed the guy's cock and immediately slurped it down.
Meanwhile, Howl started to get Alvin's ass ready for the ride of its young life. He grabbed the tube of something called JiffiLube he kept hidden under his bed. He squeezed out a good-size glob in the palm of his hand and started to slick up his tool. He smeared some on Alvin's hairy asshole. He jammed his finger in the tight orifice to loosen it up.
"Damn, you're tight, Alvie," Howl cooed. "Are you still a virgin?" Alvin took his face away from Kill's crotch.
"It's been a long time since anyone's even touched me there, aside from my own fingers."
It felt good to have someone penetrating his asshole like that, opening the hole, probing deep, tickling his prostate. All he wanted was to be split open. He needed the pain, that luscious, exquisite ache.
"Do it, Howl!" he begged. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
Howl was shocked at Alvin's passion. For such a little guy he was damn hot. Howl wasn't about to disappoint his new lover.
Howl put his cock's bulbous head at the tight rosebud and pressed in. Damn, he thought, this guy is so fuckin' tight. Alvin let out a low guttural moan as Howl's cock slipped farther into his hot chute. Alvin's ass gripped his cock like a vise. He pushed in until his pubes were rubbing against Alvin's tight little buns. Howl realized how cute Alvin's ass was, tight and firm. His cock was all the way in and he started rockin'.
"Shit! Tight ass!" Howl cried, "Fuckin' A!" Howl slammed into Alvin's ass brutally, pulling out so the head stretched his hole then jammed it back in. Alvin loved it, getting pounded like that. Howl dug his fingers into the flesh of Alvin's hips.
Kill was enjoying the blow job he was getting from the little guy.
Alvin just sucked away at Kill's rod, taking all the way down into his throat. He looked up at Kill, who was looking back at him. Kill had soulful brown eyes, framed by such long lashes. For just a moment, Alvin couldn't believe what was happening. His greatest fantasy, getting his ass fucked and sucking a big slab of cock at the same time, was coming true. Alvin was in heaven. His cock, achingly stiff and throbbing, slobbered pre-cum. Man, he was about to shoot for the third time in a row. He never did that, even on his horniest days.
Alvin reached down to his pulsating cock and started jacking himself off. Howl kept punching Alvin's little butt with his meat. Suddenly, Howl stopped Alvin's hand.
"Save it," he whispered into Alvin's ear. "I'm gonna need it later."
Alvin was confused but took his hand off his cock. He reached up and grabbed Kill's hard pecs. Kill moaned as Alvin pinched his little brown nipples. His glans was dancing with Alvin's tonsils, bringing him closer to the brink of orgasm.
Howl couldn't hold off much longer either. Alvin was flexing his sphincter, tightening and relaxing it around his dick. Howl never fucked an ass that did anything like that. He rammed his cock in his buddy's asshole faster and more forcefully. And Kill grabbed Alvin's head and pushed it down, jamming his cock deep into Alvin's throat.
Alvin didn't miss a beat, relaxing his throat and tightening his asshole at the same moment. Howl and Kill both growled lustfully. Alvin felt Kill's cock flutter against his tonsils, then flood his mouth with cum. Alvin swallowed as much as he could, but some spilled over his lips and dripped down his jaw.
"Aww, fuck!" Howl rasped, "Alvin, baby!" His cock spit shot after shot of cum into his roomie's hot ass. It was the most intense orgasm and damn near the biggest load Howl ever had. He collapsed onto Alvin's back, drained physically and sexually. He wrapped his arms around him and hugged him.
"Alvin, boy, you really wore me out," he gasped. "I never had a fuck like that." Howl rubbed his hands all over Alvin's skinny and hairless chest. "No offense, Kill."
Meanwhile, Kill let go of Alvin's head and Alvin let the cock slide out his mouth. He lapped up the cum from his lips and Kill's balls and savored it. It'd been so long so he tasted another guy's juice.
Alvin bucked his ass, hoping to get Howl's softening cock to stiffen again and stay inside his asshole. But Howl wanted something else. He pulled his soft cock out of Alvin and fell beside him on the bed.
"I want you to fuck me, Alvin," Howl murmured. "I want your cock up my ass." Alvin was shocked. He'd never even thought about fucking a guy. He thought he'd always be getting fucked. But lying right there in front of him was his roommate, his legs up. Kill had squeezed out more lube and was slicking up his buddy's butthole with one hand and Alvin's cock with the other.
"Come on, Alvin," Howl cooed, "dive in."
Alvin smiled broadly and positioned himself between Howl's legs. Kill guided his cock to Howl's asshole, lining the head up. Howl sucked in a shot of air as Alvin began pushing his six-incher inside. Howl rarely got fucked and wasn't used to even Alvin's average-sized dick. Alvin continued pushing in, then slipped, forcing his cock in all at once.
"Go slow!" Howl gasped. The pain shot through him like a knife.
Alvin stopped pushing and let Howl's asshole get used to the invasion. Alvin's brain was sent to a new level of ecstasy. His dick never felt anything like the soft, warm, tight hole it was in right then. It was even better than Kill's mouth, which was amazing. Alvin felt Howl's sphincter twitch.
"OK, Alvie," Howl whispered, "I'm ready."
Alvin smiled again, and started to rock and roll in Howl's ass. He fucked slowly at first, a little awkward, and not much rhythm. Howl moaned as Alvin's kept plugging away, building rhythm and speed.
His thrusts came harder and soon Alvin was giving Howl's ass a real pounding. Kill bent down and took Howl's cock in his mouth while jacking himself off. Alvin caressed Kill's back and ran his fingers down his crack.
This was all too much for Howl. The penetration of his ass by Alvin and Kill's mouth on his dick sent his senses reeling. And then he flooded Kill's mouth with his cum. Kill swallowed the few spurts of jism easily. The contraction of Howl's asshole pushed Alvin over the top and he started gushing his load into his rectum. Kill lay back and started jerking his cock furiously. Alvin pumped Howl's ass a few times then fell on top of him, spent. Howl wrapped his arms around him and kissed him.
It only took a few more strokes before Kill shot a small load on his stomach. He huffed a little as he caught his breath. Alvin looked at him, then reached over to his stomach and scooped up some cum with his finger. He swallowed some then got more and fed it to Howl, who lapped it up eagerly.
"Man, you love cum, don't you Alvie?" Kill chuckled.
"I can't get enough," he replied, also smiling.
"Was that the first time you ever fucked a guy?" Howl asked.
"Yeah. The only times I've had sex I either blew the guy or got fucked. I usually had to bring myself off with my hand."
"You give some bitchin' head, man," Kill said.
"So do you," Alvin answered, "dude."