In my 3rd year of college, I decided to move out of a room I was renting in a boarding house, and moved into the college dorm.
The first day of the semester, I was unpacking my suitcases when this tall good-looking guy knocked on the door, and came in. He introduced himself to me as Travis, threw his bag down on the uncluttered bed and plopped down on it himself.
His voice was one of those deep rich voices, with a great smile and kind of a messy blonde head of hair. His face was nicely scuptured, and he looked like he took care of himself well. He was exhausted after travelling for most of the day, and needed to take a nap -- "if I didn't mind".
"Do you want me to leave"? I asked him.
"Nah --it's okay. It'll just be a zap nap". With that he bounced off the bed, threw his bag on the floor, unbuckled his jeans, and dropped them to the floor, took off his socks, and hopped back on the bed, gave his balls a good rub, and said "Be with ya in about 30 minutes".
I decided to quietly finish my unpacking, putting things in the dresser and closet. They had captain beds with drawers under the bed -- plus a large double dresser. When I finally finished putting my stuff away, I lay down on the bed, and looked over at Travis sleeping comfortably. He had lots of hair on his head, and on his legs and seemed to be in pretty good shape. I felt really comfortable with him, and hoped we'd get along okay.
I guess, I had dozed off, `cause when I woke up, he was almost done putting away his stuff. I looked over at him. He'd taken his shirt off and just had his boxers on.
"Just one more thing to put away and I'm done. Now the question is, what to do with the dirty clothes. He picked up his t-shirt and socks, and suddenly this devilish grin came over him. He threw his dirty clothes on my face, dove down on the bed beside me and rubbed them in my hair and we got into a quick friendly scuffle ending up on the floor with him sitting on my stomach, my arms pinned down.
"Hey, good fight". We were both laughing when he asked if I had done any wrestling. I told him I'd done quite a bit in high school, but nothing since. "Get something to eat"? I said, "yeah sure" and we both got up. Him first, offering me his hand, when he pulled me up, then --as if to start a fight again pushed me back on the bed. Then he quickly yanked off his shorts, and smashed them in my face -- "Shower first" he laughed, and ran in the washroom locking the door behind him.
Well, it was a little weird, but funny at the same time. I had his boxers in my hand over my head, still lying on the bed. I brought them over my face, and lightly smelled them. There was a distinctive male scent -- a little sweaty -- when I caught myself smelling my roomates shorts. I threw them on the floor, and started to get ready when Travis came out of the bathroom, drying his hair.
"Ahhh, good shower...feels great"! Suddenly it came over me to dive on the floor, grab his shorts, then grab his legs making him fall on the floor. It took him by surprise, and I got him back, by flipping him over on his back, sitting on his chest and rubbing his sweaty boxers in his clean face.
"There -- gotcha back" I said, sitting on his chest rubbing his sweaty boxers in his own face.
"Okay okay okay" he said. I started to get up off of him, and for the first time, took a look at his naked body.
"Holy shit", I said, "you've got a lot of hair protecting that one-eyed monster of yours".
"I know", he replied "it's like two different bodies, smoother upper, and then tons of hair around my penis and legs."
Something was different here. We were getting along really well, really quick. I'd never comment to another buddy about the hair on his body unless I knew him well.
Travis slowly stood up, and again, I noticed his entire body. I think I was going to like having this guy sharing my room. I sat down on my bed while he started to dress, and I watched him the whole time. Now we hit the small talk about where we'd come from, what we were studying, what we liked to do, and found that we had many similar interests and tastes in food and culture and sports. We had both left our girlfriends behind to come to college, and ended the evening in agreement that we were glad we had been placed together. (I had been really worried about ending up with a total mismatch. I guess that's the worry of a lot of guys).
We walked back to campus, stopping off at a wine store; sipped wine and talked `til 4 in the morning. We got to know an awful lot about each other, and I kind-of-felt like a kid, meeting a best friend at camp.
Bed -- time. We both went into the washroom at the same time, and there seemed to be no reason for self-consciousness at all. While he took a piss, I brushed my teeth, and then we reversed the routine. When I got to my bed I started to slip off my boxers when Travis came in and started to do the same. We both gave an approving grin -- and slipped into bed saying goodnight.
The next morning when I woke up, Travis was just coming into the room with two large coffees. "Hi bud -- here's your morning picker-upper".
"Oh, thanks man...gotta piss first". I started to get out of bed, but realized I had my morning boner. "Well Trav, it appears I already have a pecker-upper...my morning friend".
"Bring him out and welcome him to the day"! he laughed.
I majestically crawled out of bed, and stood in my full masculine form, chest out, stomach in, at attention with my 7 incher sticking straight at him. Then...I hopped to the bathroom, my dick bouncing all the way. He burst out laughing while I took my morning leak. I came back into the room, and grabbed my coffee sitting back on the one easy-chair in the room. I didn't bother to dress -- I felt comfortable, and he didn't care.
We got into telling a few jokes and then there was this very comfortable silence. Then out of the blue, he looked at my crotch and said, "hey, you've got a lot of hair on your legs and crotch too"!
"I know", I said "it runs in my family -- and I gotta tell you, I will admit I like hairy legs - mine especially - and yours aren't bad either"! "Yeah", he said "hair runs in my family. My dad and brother both have lots of hair -- my dad has hair all over his body, buy my brother's just like me, except he's got really dark hair..and..uh..he got blessed in the cock department a little more than me."
"Hey man, what I saw yesterday didn't look too bad. It seems that you and I are alike in a lot of ways.", spreading my legs showing off my hairy crotch and legs. We looked at each other for a minute, smiling. Then I got up and said I had to take a shower and get ready for the day. When I got out of the shower, there he was, sitting on the john. We picked up the conversation from the night before, and while I shaved, he finshed his business, and joined me in shaving.
We went down to the cafeteria for breakfast, and afterwards, split up for the day. The whole day, I found myself thinking about Travis, and how close I felt to him in such a short time. I wasn't quite sure about the feelings I was having, but knew I was certainly enjoying them.
That night, I got back to the room late after taking in classes and renewing a few friendships from the last couple of years. We chatted, went to sleep, and continued our routine as usual for the next few weeks. One Saturday morning, after a night of drinking and partying with friends, we both happened to start crawling out of bed at the same time, both stood up at the same time, and there we were -- half asleep, when it happened.
Our hard cocks touched -- just for a moment -- but we were both so tired, we were kind of in another world. We both half-heartedly laughed, looked down at our bodies, and laughed again. I threw my arms around his shoulders, and told him I was so fucking tired I felt like pissing on the floor. Our cocks touched a little. He stepped forward, and hugged me tight. Our bodies were up against each other. Suddenly, there was some sexual electricity and we both stood where we were, frozen, tired. I stepped back, smiling at him. We both kept our arms on each others'shoulders and smiled into each others eyes.
"I really gotta piss I whispered with a little slur."
"Me too" he replied.
We walked to the washroom, and started to piss - together, but saying nothing as we were still half asleep. I just remember staring at his dick which was so similar to mine, watching that steady stream of alcohol pour out of his piss-slit. When we finished we stood there for a few seconds. I stepped back, and leaned against the sink waiting for him to shake his dick.
"So what's up today, Trav"? "I was just going to hang around here today...do some reading". "Yeah, me too -- I've got so much to do...ey, whaddya say, we just hang out here today, order in our meals, and just study and read -- au natural".
"Cool with me. I'm probably going to need to sleep for awhile too. I'm so beat after that great party last night."
And so we started our day. Slowly, steadily, napping, reading, studying, going into discussions. Within a few hours, I had moved to the carpeted floor by the window, lying face down reading, when Trav came over telling me -- in this little boy voice - he was hungry and tired. When I didn't respond right away, he crawled on the floor, and up onto my back, teasing me, but at the same time settling in. Our hairy legs were together, and his hairy cock and balls were slowly being nestled into the crack of my ass.
"Feel good" I asked teasingly-then knocked him off. He crawled back on, taking the same position, but I knocked him off again. The third time, he crawled back on, but this time, making sure his dick and balls were really settled in my furry crack. It felt great, and I sprung a boner. I decided not to do anything, and teased him a little bit, but continued reading, while he slowly fell asleep -- snuggled on my back. I knew right then, that we had a different kind of relationship, and this was going someplace new, a little strange and a little exciting to me.
I closed my eyes, and put my head on my hands on the floor. I focused on the feeling of two naked hairy guys together. I loved his hairy legs against mine, and his penis felt wonderful on me.
Then, I heard hin whisper in my ear -- "this feels really great -- are you liking this too"? While he talked, he pressed his hard cock into my ass.
I replied with an acknowledging moan of approval. "I've got to get up" he said, and he got up for a few minutes. I had to decide what to do, and how far I wanted this to go. I just made a decision to let it happen -- whatever "it" was.
While I stood up and stretched, he slipped on his shorts and t-shirt, and said he was going to get some coffee downstairs. He slipped out the door, and came back 10 minutes later with a couple of coffees, and junk food -- a perfect snack for the day.
He slipped off everything but his sweat shorts, and we both sat down on the floor, with the junk food in between us.
We quietly sipped our coffee -- I think neither of us knew where to take this. We were doing that small talk shit one does when they're feeling nervous. I decided to slouch down a little, spreading my legs to get more comfortable...he followed suit.
Cautiously, I put my hand on his furry thigh, about an inch from his shorts -- asking him if I could get him some cream for his coffee.
"Shit -- I forgot the cream", he said. "Hmmm", I ever-so-slowly moved my hand over and placed it on his covered cock. "I think I know where to get a little cream".
"Oh yeah? I think I could handle that right about now" he said. We looked at each other, and he opened his legs a little more letting his now semi-hard cock slip out of the pant leg. I started to play with his penis like it was a new found toy. I stroked it, lifted it up, pulled it, stretched it, ran my fingers through his thick pubes, caressed his bag, and then brought my hand up to my nose to smell his crotch.
"Well you're getting to get to know all of me -- my smell...my body...I have never been this close with another guy".
I looked over at him, and decided to take the plunge. I asked him if he'd move over to the easy chair... he smiled and winked, knowing what was coming next.
"I've got to try this...and it feels right...with my closest friend". He crawled over to the chair, kicked off his shorts, and sat down. I kneeled down between his legs. He ran his hands through his thick hair on his head, and then down to his pubes, taking his penis and offering it to me.
He spread his legs, and I moved in rubbing my hands over his wonderful hairy legs. I decided to start at his feet. I smelled them, licked them and had a chance to run my hands over his furry calves. I worked my way up his thighs, when he spread his legs wide letting me move my head up to his penis.
I looked up at him, and he had this huge grin on his face. He grabbed my arms and pulled me up to his face. We looked into each others eyes, knowing that what was going to happen would change us forever...and then...we kissed. It was truly a beautiful experience. First it was light -- tasting his lips for the first time, but as my stomach met his hard cock, our tongues explored each others mouths and we were thick with passion. We kissed deeply for a few minutes, and then we just hugged each other tightly.
He slid off the chair, and said, "There's no way you're going to get the joy of sucking to yourself. I've got to taste your penis too".
We slid into a sixty-nine position, and I finally got my nose right in his bag. We both pushed and humped our cocks into each others faces, just going nuts over the scent, and the pubic hair, and the taste. We were experimenting, and thoroughly enjoying each others crotches. I stopped for a moment, looking down at my dick and balls, being licked and sucked by Travis. His face was wet with saliva, and precum, and he loved getting his nose in pubes as much as I did. We watched each other suck cock for a bit.
Suddenly he switched back, and laid down beside me. We lay side-by-side looking down at our similar cocks disappearing into our pubes. It was so hot, and so erotic, we were going crazy. We watched as we started to hump, feeling balls against balls, and cocks against cocks. It was almost like watched two cock puppets playing together. We grabbed our asses and pushed with all of our might. Within minutes, he started to buck, as did I. I grabbed his face, and shoved my tongue in his mouth while our cocks started spewing semen. It was absolutely incredible. I laid down on my back, and he lay on top of me, our semen soaked cocks resting together.
"Man, this is incredible. I think I could stay like this forever", he said.
He rolled off of me, and on to his back. I lay beside him on my side, slowly running my finger across his chest, stomach, pubes and cock as we talked about what had just happened. He started to get hard again, and without asking, I just dove down, and gave him a good hard suck job. He came again -- in my mouth -- and I savored every drop. Then, I passed out. I fell asleep with his cock in my mouth, and his hand on my hairy head.
The rest of the day was spent in various cock-sucking positions, staying hard and not necessarily cumming, but finding ways to pump our dicks in each others mouths. Push-ups, sucking from the back, sucking balls, sucking on kitchen counters, after the other guy had pissed.
At the end of the day, we were both so happily exhausted that we fell on our beds laughing hysterically. We slipped under the covers of our respective beds, but held hands...at least for awhile. When I woke up, a few hours later, he was in my bed with his arm draped around me. His cock was again settled in the crack of my ass, and it felt great.
I fell asleep contentedly. When I woke up in the morning, he was putting on his sweat shorts and t-shirt, going out for a run.
"Heh man -- no underwear today"? I asked.
"Nah, not today". He walked over to me and lifted my face to his semi-hard cock which he had exposed from his shorts leg. "And if you're a really good boy, you can suck on this all afternoon if you want".
I couldn't let him get away with that, so I pulled down his sweats and gave him one more quick blowjob -- to go. First he just groaned, "oh shit - man - you really like my cock don't you". Then of course he gave in and loved it. Man he smelled great from all that sex the day before and he hadn't showered yet.
When I finshed, I pulled his sweats back up, and gave his cock a pat. "Have a good run. I'll meet you in the cafeteria later. I need something more to eat than your semen and pubes."
He replied, "lets just say, my dick was a good appetizer to start the day".
He asked me to join, him, and I'll tell you, it was the best run I've ever had. I'd had more sex than I'd had in a long time the day before. I knew I had a friend for life, and, it was great watching his dick bounce around in his shorts - knowing that I could have it in my mouth whenever I wanted.
Ahhhh, this was going to be a good year!
Cliff
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