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Subject: I'm Not Gay? Am I? Chapter 12
Thad and I made a plan going forward. He would leave a rubber band around the door knob as a signal for me not to come in. As much I as enjoyed seeing him naked that day, I was relieved to know that going forward I would not have to see that vision of him again. I needed to avoid seeing a man i lived with nude and hard.
Once again I re-started and poured myself back into my classes and work. I was able to block out the events that started my junior year and even avoid Nate despite him being on my floor, just down the hall. Weeks went by and I felt better with each passing day. I still avoided Jeff and his messages asking me to swing by his room. I figured I would probably never be ready for that.
I poured myself into my classes and my jobs and barely had time for even the gym. And certainly no time to allow my brain to think about cock. Only at night as I slipped into bed did my mind fill again with images from my past. Sometimes when Thad was snoring across the room I would imagine crossing the room and slipping into his bed with him. As I would iamge how his body felt to touch my hand would grasp my cock and I would stroke, nevr stopping until I would shoot my load with the image of him and I together. But as quick as those jack sessions would be, I would just as quickly fall asleep and block the sin from my mind.
As the holidays drew near I called Mom and told her I would not be able to come home. I lied and told her my waiter job would not let me off so I would have too stay at college. My parents weren't happy, but I didn't care. I could not see Josh yet. I spent the holidays alone, working myself all hours and pounding weights at the gym until I was exhausted.
Early in January, not long after classes had resumed I got an email from Josh. He and I had not spoken a word since the day I left home. When I saw his name pop up in my inbox I felt my heart jump. Part of me wanted to see something sweet and kind from him. Even another part of me wanted to hear other words from him saying how much he missed me. I guess I even hoped for more. But instead his words were the opposite.
He told me how wrong it had been. How he had been tricked by me and seduced. How I had taken advantage of him and he would never forgive me. That now he was fucking his girlfriend Jenny and that had taught him how great sex really was supposed to be and that he would never let me touch him again. And he threatened to tell Mom and Dad I had raped him if I ever touched him again.
It was what I needed. But it hurt. It hurt beyond words. I knew it was good for me and him to have the hate between us. It would prevent anything ever again. But I mourned the loss of my brother. I mourned for the years I was the older brother he looked up to. I cried for the dayts he and I would being running through the pasture on the farm together. I would miss him and never get him back. The pain was horrible and I wondered if it was the same pain guys felt when a girl dumped them. It would hit me at the oddest times. In fact one night as I sat studying alone in the room I started to cry. But a few minutes later in walked Thad and his girlfriend. I wiped my eyes, grabbed up my books and excused myself as he slipped a rubber band on the door knob and shut it behind me. Being kicked out of my room at that moment was terrible timing and I turned to head toward the library.
As I walked by Nate's room I stopped. The hallway was empty so no one saw me standing there looking blankly at his door. I raised my fist and knocked only one lightly. I turned to started to hurry down the hallway and regretted my actions, but his door opened quickly.
"Eric!"
I stopped and glanced back. Nate stood in his doorway in drawstring pants, no shirt. He looked up and down the hallway and jerked his head back toward his room urging me to return. I stood for a few seconds knowing I had a choice, but my feet moved back toward his doorway. Inside his room behind the locked door we sat and talked. Well, more like he talked. He told me I looked down and asked what was wrong so I told him I had just broken off a relationship, but implying it was with a girl. He offered his sympathy and told me about his first break up with a guy in high school. As he described the pain, I realized I knew exactly how he felt because I felt the same pain for my brother.
The pain stung me as he spoke and my compsure started to melt. My eyes welled with tears and in seconds Nate was by my side rubbing my shoulders and comforting me.
"It was a guy wasn't it?" Nate said as his hadn rubbing my back and I leaned forward holding my head in my hands. I nodded my reply yes.
"I know how you feel Eric. It will get better. I swear. IT is his loss. There are a ton of guys that would want you," he said.
I filled with anger. It disgusted me to be in NAte's room and him talking to me like I was one of his gay friends. The anger pushed and I got up and grabbed my bag to leave. But Nate gripped my shoulders and pulled me ot face him.
"Eric don't leave! Just tell me about him. Come on, be a man and tell me about him!" His words were masculine and forceful. It was just enough to make me snap.
"He is my fucking brother you stupid faggot!" I said, and wrestled from his grip. "I had sex with my brother!"
In the silence of the room, we stood facing each other. A feeling of immense relief rrushed through me. I had finally spoke the words of my sin out loud. Despite how sick it was it felt good to finally have someone know. But instead of disgust from Nate he only nodded his head and smiled. Then he stepped closer till wour faces were only inches apart.
"Let me be your brother, Eric. Fuck me like you fucked your brother," he said softly.
Sex with Nate was simple. There was not anger or worry. I used him to soothe the pain I felt. And once my cock was buried in his tight smooth ass I acutally enjoyed the role play. As I shot my cum deep inside him the only sound was my whisper of "Josh" over and over.
That night I left Nate's room and went to the gym. Only the pounding of weights would blur my mind from the pain of Josh to the sickness of what I had done with Nate. Midway through my last set of bench presses a hand helped me push the weights back onto the bar.
It was Jeff.
Not much was said that night. He helped me finish my set and I returned the favor bby helpingspot for him on his final 3 sets. Our talk was light and casual and back at the dorm lobby we evenn gave each other a slight hug before we walked away.
By the end of the next week we were officially gym partners again. It was different. He only talked body training with me, or about his girlfriend. Not once did he touch me, nor did he ever press to see me in his room. He treated me like a friend only and never tried to discuss our past. I found myself not only working hard at school and getting straight As but also handling both my jobs, and hanging with Jeff and his roommate Leo. With each pasing day Jeff and I became true friends and not just gym partners.
The end of winter came and spring took hold and my life was filled. My free time was busy with Jeff, and a group of his friends. I ignored Nate's request for a return visit to his room even though I was tempted. I felt like I was standing on the tip of a needle. Like I finally had it all, but if i tipped ever so slightly to one thing I would fall. So I did my balancing act, of only allowing myself to be around Jeff just so much, and still avoiding Thad back in our dorm room. I was finalyl free of the gay feelings and kept my jack sessions to a only a minimum. It seemed to be my chance to finally live free of my disgusting sinfful thoughts.
By the last month of school Jeff was a officially my best friend. We would hang together almost daily either in the gym, or in each other's rooms. Even he and Thad got along well. Yes I was still tempted by him but being close to him and managing my desire taught me how strong I could be over the sickness. In fact by the weekends I found myself even able to crash over night in the same dorm room with Jeff since Thad's girlfriend was spending most nights in our room. I amazed myself, but I credited Jeff for the change. On the nights I stayed over he never went to bed naked, and would always keep himself covered around me. He no longer flirted with me, nor put me in weird situations with him. He was truly my friend. I had learned to manage him and my temptation for him.
On the last Friday night before finals week Jeff and I decided we needed one good binge since we knew the next few days we would be constantly studying and doubted we would have time to party before everyone headed their separate ways for summer. We worked out and showered in the gym lockers, which was the first time he was back to his old ways of flaunting his body and nudity. I caught myself looking at him and his huge cock, but quickly dressed and waited for him outside. We grabbed some of Thad's dvd movies and went to Jeff's room with a bottle of vodka from my frig. Leo had gone to his girlfriend's for the night and the last I had seen Thad he and his girlfriend were headed to a movie.
"Here, sign this," Jeff said, as he slide a sheet of paper over the coffee table in his room to me. It was a form from the college housing department.
"What is it?" I said swallowing the last of my second tumbler of vodka and cranberry.
"It the roommate selection form. I filled it out, you just have to sign it. We are gonna be roomies again," he said casually as he mixed us both a new cocktail.
"What you mean? We can't be roommates," I said, staring at him across the room. Thankfully he was back to keeping himself covered. I was glad he was wearing his sweat pants and sweatshirt that revealed none of his amazing body.
"Why not? What you afraid of?", he replied, focused on the drinks he was making.
"Because I live with Thad. You and I can't live together."
"Why not? What you worried about? Afraid of having me around naked again, don't worry. I will be cool this time. I just will wear more stuff around you like I do now," he said as he stirred the drinks.
I ignored the slight reference he was making and said, "No, I mean we have roommates! We can't just change. I got my senior year with Thad and you will be with Leo."
"Whatever dude, just sign the form. Who give a fuck about those guys. Leo is boring, and Thad spends almost every night with his ho. Sign it! It will be cool to have our senior year as roommies again!" he said as he handed me the next drink.
"Jeff, we can't fucking just switch roommates!" I said, remembering how hurt he was when I had made the switch on him a year ago. A year ago when Steven and I had been beated up on campus.
"Dude, come on," he said sitting on the floor next to me. "We are best friends! We should be living together! Sign it!" His words melted me. I had always wanted a best friend and to hear him say it toouched my beyond words. It was a dream come true. Jeff, the man who I had feared with temptation was now my buddy and friend. Not my bully. My friend! I would do anything he asked just to let the friendship continue. If I didnt sign it, what would happen to us I thought?
I signed the form and we tossed back our 3rd cocktails and laughed with excitement. We started to plan how we could arrange the room, including hoow we would loft the beds and put in a rug, with a cool new leather sofa his Mom wanted to get rid of. He drew the layout on paper as I mixed us new drinks and smiled at my best friend. Everything was perfect at that moment.
But as I have learned in life, those are the times too be prepared. Because perfect never lasts.
As we continued to drink and lay on the floor leaning against the sofa Jeff looked over at me and said, "But dude, just so you know, I can't always be dressed in our room. So you gotta be cool with that and not rape me," he laughed as he swallowed more vodka and cran.
"What you mean?" I said in my drunken haze.
"Come on, Eric. You know how I have been covering up around you. We both know how I get you hard," he laughed. "I can't cover up all the time. So you gonna be able to handle seeing my bare ass?
I felt uneasy despite being drunk. The last thing I wanted to discuss was his nudity. So I swallow more gulps of my drink and avoided his question.
But my silence egged him on so he laughed and slapped my chest and said, "Not going to try to suck my dick again are you, fag."
"I am not a fucking faggot!" I said trying to brace myself on the coffee table to stand up. Jeff grabbed my arm and pulled me back down to the floor.
"Dude, come on I was just joking. I didn't mean anything by it. I promise I will stay covered up and stop my morning naked poses for you like last year," he said as he stood up slowly and crossed the room to make another set of cocktails.
"What you mean about naked morning posing?" I slurred out.
"You know. In the mornings when I would wake up and you would be staring at me in bed. Remember how I would stretch and let the sheets drop. How I would stand there like this with my dick out in front of you," he said chuckling as did the pose I used to see daily last year.
"You did that on purpose," I said looking at him and letting my eyes notice his bulge in his thick sweatpants.
"Well not at first. But I saw you staring so I kept doing it. You know me, I love an audience," he laughed as he reached over and grabbed my shoulder to grip. "Sorry dude, but I used to like to make you squirm."
I looked at him in shock now knowing that he had been playing with me all that time. I felt sick knowing that he knew I was staring. It seemed no matter what I did with Jeff he always knew about my sickness. He knew all along how fucked up I had been.
"Or wait a second. Maybe you do want me to do that in the morning. Gotta give you a morning view of something to jack about!" he said and laughed loudly as he sat down besides me again.
Defiant to his ego I said, "Do whatever you want dude. I don't give a shit. You just wished I had been checking out out."
"Ok fine. You no longer got the hots for me. Then cool. I can stop covering myself then," he said calling my bluff. With ease he pulled his sweatshirt over his head revealing his hard torso encased in a tight white wife beater. His pecs were barely covered and I instantly flashed back to the night I had felt them. He raised up his hips and grabbed his waistband pulling down the sweatpants and slid them off his bare legs. Gray boxer briefs remained. "Ahh, much better. I was fucking sick of always covering up around you."
I looked away, and swallowed more of my drink. I knew it was a test for next year. I had to keep control. I had to make this work with Jeff. If I felt those same feelings again I could lose everything. I could lose my best friend.
"Damn! No effect on you at all?" he said, slapping my arm and grabbing me to face him. I looked at him and stared, refusing to react. Willing my cock to not betray me.
"Fuck off Jeff. I'm straight. Get over yourself," I said, and diverted my eyes back to my drink.
"Damn, maybe I finally lost it. I guess I did skip a couple sessions at the gym today," he said raising himself up to his knees and sitting back on his feet. His hands gripped his tank top and pulled it quickly over his head and tossed it across the room. His bare smooth chest was in front of me and the tickles of desire coursed through my crotch as I looked at him. "Do I look bad or something? Come on, do I look that bad?"
I refused to answer and drank the last of my cocktail. I clenched my ass muscles tightly to avoid any part of my body from reacting to the view.
"Fuck Eric, I must be hideous to you now. Damn, I used to enjoy getting you to stare," he said with a smirk as he crawled over and straddled me, his muscled thighs on either side of my thighs, his forearms resting on my shoulders, his face closer to me.
"Get off me!" I slurred.
"Damn I guess I can just be naked around you all the time next year. Before you would have been hard by now! Fuck my Eric doesnt get turned on by me anymore," he said leaning back and puffing out his pecs in a pose. "Come on, you used to stare at these! Don't you like them anymore?" he said and grabbed my hands annd placed them on his smooth muscled pecs. "Feel them," he whispered and stared intently into my eyes.
I did. I did exactly what he wanted. At that moment I probably would've done anything he asked. My mind swam with the vodka and in front on me was the old Jeff. Almost naked. Straddling me. Offering himself. My hands felt his pecs. I caressing him as he closed his eyes and bent back, bracing him hands on the floor as he arched his back offering me his entire chest to feel. I rubbed the god in front of me, feeling the bulge of his pecs, his nipples, his abs. I knew evenn in my drunkedness I should stop, but we were both in ecstacy. My hands feeling the muscled stud in front of me and him moaning in pleasure.
"Yeah, that feels good," he whispered as he said up straight and opened his eyes to look at me. He reached up with his left hand annd cupped his left pec. "Doesn't this look good? Don't you want it anymore?" he whispered leaning forward until my entire vision was only his left pec, the nipple hard and beckoning me to it. I shook my head in reply, unable to say no but hoping my gesture would refuse him.
"Eric, you used to love my chest. I saw you staring at it all the time. Remember that night you were feeling it?" He said whispering more and cupping his pec into a squeeze. The muscle bulged and moved closer to my mouth.
My hands felt his back and I pulled him closer to me until the nipple was against my mouth. "Go on Eric, taste it. You know you want to," was his voice.
I opened my mouth and pressed my lips against his chest, sucking deeply on the hard nipple, while wiping my wet tongue against it, and returning to suck even harder. Urgently I pulled him forward more and engulfed almost his entire pec in my mouth.
"Yes, see Eric, you fucking like me still don't you?" he said, pulling back, his pec wet with my salvia.
I mumbled quietly, "Jeff you gotta get off me. Please."
"I bet I can make you get hard again. Can't I?" Instantly the weight of his body came off of me and I stared up to see his hands grip the waistband of his briefs and pull them down. I watched them slide to the floor and looked up again to see Jeff's thick cock hanging only inches from my face. Slowly his hips began to move, and his cock swayed back and forth in front of my face. Like a stripper Jeff was naked in front of me grinding his hips in front of my face. He was offering me everything.
In my drunkeness I struggled and raised myself up to my knees. My body was trying to flee but my eyes were transfixed on the cock in front of me. Like a year ago I grabbed his bare hips and cupped his muscled ass and brought him closer to me. I licked my lips ready to taste him once again.
"See Eric, I still make you hard," he said, pointing down at my crotch. I glanced down to see my cock thick and hard tenting my shorts. He was right. "You still want my cock, don't you?" he whispered.
"Yes," was my soft reply as I licked my lips and leaned in, my mouth encircling the head of his cock, and my tongue caressing as I sucked him deeply, pushing his cock to the back of my throat. His hips continued to sway as he shoved forward, and my arms encircled him as I moaned in pleasure tasting the same sweet piss and sweat he tasted of last year. Except this time his hands gripped my head, his fingers ran through my hair and he thurst, once, twice and three times into my eager mouth. The year before I only had tasted him for mere seconds and now I was having all of him. I gripped harder and he thrust more. Over and over he began to fuck my mouth.
Then his cock pulled out.
Before I could know what was happening his face loomed in front of mine, his mouth a big smile. "See buddy, I told you were gay. And I still got it! I make you hard!" he said grabbing my stiff dick through my shorts. "But I don't play that way, dude. You know that. So you better go back to your room and jack it off. We don't wannt to have you getting attached to me, roomie." He rose in front of me and tossled my hair with his hand. In seconds his briefs were back on, and I struggled up to stand in front of him.
"See you tomorrow at 9 in the weight room," he said casually and reached for his sweat pants. I was in shock. My best friend was gone. Only a callous asshole had done such a thing to me. I stumbled across the room and threw open the door to escape the scene.
I bounced down the hall, hitting walls in my drunken stupor, trying to run from the horror of what had just happened. I don't remember how long it took me to get to my dorm but eventually I found myself keying into my dorm room. I didn't care how much noise I made as I leaned against the wall, shaking from the alcohol, Jeff, and what I had just done. All I wanted to do was forget. To go to sleep and forget everything. An image flashed into my mind. Sleeping pills. The pills I had taken from Mom's medicine cabinet. Pills I had never touched, but I knew would help everthing go away.
I pulled open my desk drawer and saw the small bottle reflecting the light from the hall through the door that remained open. I gripped the bottle, and heard the many pills rattle. I poured them into my hand, ready to swallow them all.
"Eric?" Thad's deep voice came from the darkness near his bed. His small bedlamp flicked on and there he laid, propped on his elbows rubbing his eyes awake. "Dude are those aspirin?"
I nodded yes, looking at his dark smooth chest reflecting the light from his lamp.
"Give me some. I have a fucking headache. What a fucking shitting night. My girlfriend and I got in a fight. Come on, hand em to me," he said and reached over offering his open hand for the aspirin. The sheet slide from his torso so I jumped across the room to off him the pills before he was out of the bed in front of me.
"Just need 2. Thanks buddy. Shut the door," he said pointing at the dorm door that i had left hanging open.
I shut it slowly and locked it, and turned to see him lying back on the bed, after setting a bottle of water down to the floor by his bed. "So what you been doing?"
I slurred, "Drinking with Jeff."
"Cool. I shoulda hung out with you guys. My girl was a fucking prick tease tonight. Shit she was so fucking annoying..."
He talked, going over in detail the fight they had earlier in the night. My vodka filled mind couldn't even process the words. All I had wanted was to take my pills and sleep. I busied myself getting undressed and ready for bed. It wasn't until I pulled back my own covers did I notice Thad was sound asleep. The pills had taken affect on him.
I immediately went back to the sleeping pills remaining in a pile on my desk. I grabbed them and went to Thad's bed side and grabbed his bottle of water to wash down the meds. His bed lamp was still on and I reached up to turn it off. I wanted to hide in the dark. But as I leaned over to flick off the light my bare chest touched his. MAybe part of it was intentional, I'm not sure. I just know at that moment my skin was touching his skin. I was finally against his hard muscled chest and it felt as amazing at it looked. I took in the view and noticed his nipples were stiff. As hard as Jeff's has been in my mouth. I closed my eyes to block out the vision, but my mouth still tasted of Jeff's flesh. Of his cock.
Cock. I lowered my arm and sat back staring at Thad in front of me. There I was in my tiny briefs sitting on my knees next to the bed of my roommate who was only covered by a sheet at his waist. After all the months I had done everything possible to avoid seeing him or being around him and now after everything with Jeff I end up in this situation. Why does this happen? Why do men end up so close to me? I gripped his sheet as he lightly snored and pulled it down until Thad ws finally nude in front of me. His thick dark cock laid across his right thigh, aimed toward me. I looked up across his stomach to his pecs and saw the nipples that seemed to point at me. IT was like looking at a naked man fantasy.
When my tongue tasted him for the first time I didnt care. He was Jeff to me at that moment. I had been seduced and here was my masculine roommate sound asleep from the pills. I knew I could do whatever I wanted with the flesh in front of me nad it would be my secret. No one would know, not even Thad. I fed on his right pec, and leaned in and did the same with his left. I licked his entire smooth dark chest and slid down to stare at the cock. I wanted it. I fucking wanted it.
It tasted cleaned and smelled of soap. I loved the feel of the thickness in my mouth and willing sucked on it. I slipped out of my briefs and stroked my own dick knowing I was going to use this opportunity to be gay and know one would know. It was a dream come true! I could be as fuckni gay as I wanted with a hot stud and no one would know! I moaned in pleasure letting my hands feel his body, and servicing Thad as he slept. It was several minutes before I was able to make it react, but finally the cock stretched out into my mouth.
It was as big as I had thought. At least nine inches of thick dark meat that I licked and sucked on. I savored the shaft, ran my tongue through the piss slit and engulfed the huge balls as much into my mouth as possible. Before long his entire crotch was soaked wet and my own dick was at full erection. I didnt hesitate and crawled into the bed with him, and loweedr my straining cock onto his. I loved the feel of our cocks rubbing together as I put my mouth to his chest and fed like a baby sucking for milk. My moans became louder and at times I would hear him moan in reply, almost awake but still so drugged by the pills.
It was like pure heaven as I let myself go knowing there was no worry. Only me and this male flesh to taste and enjoy. I moaned out in ecstasy and excitement knowing how incredible the moment was. EVerything seemed perfect when I felt the shock of his hands as they reached up and stroked my back and pulled me up to him. Finally his pillow lips were on mine and my tongue snaked into his mouth. It was just the stimulation he needed in his drugged state because he returned the kiss urgently. Thad and I were kissing and rubbing our nude bodies together. I knew he had to to still asleep and thiswas even better because he was awake enough to kiss me back. I shoved my tongue futher into his mouth and thought of how long I had wanted to be in his bed with him. WE began to have sex like I had dreamed of!
Before I knew it he flipped me to my back and lowered his heavy muscled body onto me. Our mouths were locked together as he slid his cock between my legs and began to hump me. I could fell his massive chest against mine and I held the globae of his round ass cheks as the head of his cock brushed my hole. I remembered how it felt being fucked. Even when I was raped I loved the pounding of cock into my ass!
I slid beneath him licking down his chest till his cock was back in my mouth and he was fucking my face. I couldn't see anything other than his dark flesh and taste his cock as his balls slapped my chin. He fucked my face with power and fury till I gagged and crawled from beneath him to get air. He landed on his back, his eyes still shut. Like a faggot I climbed up and swallowed his cock again, anxious to have more. When I had him completely wet I slid up and kissed him again, but at that moment I straddled his meat and pressing the head of his cock to my hole.
I closed my eyes loving the moment. This should have ben Jeff and I. I wanted Jeff so much. I needed to make love with him. Leaning into his ear I whispered, "Fuck me, Jeff." I pressed back and the wet cock shoved against my hole. The pain ripped through me but I knew I could survive that pain and reach my goal. I would have him inside me. I pressed harder and the head popped in past my sphcinter. His cock was mine.
The salvia was all the lube I needed as I lowered myself onto his cock. The pain was intense and the image of Ryan over me, fucking me, filled my mind. "Yeah, come on, fuck my faggot ass Ryan," I said, reliving the memories of him raping me. I raised up and back down, feeling more pain as I saw Ryan in my mind on a bed holding the waistband of my jock strap as he fucked me. I raised up and slide back down on the cock and felt the pleasure of cock in my ass....
The vision of Todd and I, fucking gorgeous latin Todd, in his bed and my legs spread offering my hole to him. "Fuck me Todd, come on baby, fuck me like you used to!" I said in to the ear next to my mouth as I rode the dick in my ass. Back and forth, back and forth.
Our mouths met and the intensity our kiss returned. How I wanted Jeff to kiss me like that. "Yeah Jeff, come on, I fucking want you. I want you to rape me!" I yelled out as I bounced up and down on the cock in my ass as I stroked my own ridge dick.
Then I was flipped to my back. The cock remained in my ass as I raised my legs and Thad laid over me. He gripped my hips and proceeded to take over. The bed lamp shone into my eyes and I looked up to see Thad fucking me. He was holding me and pistoning in and out of my ass. I looked to see his dark meat pull out a couple inches and plunge back into my hole. Over and over and I spread my legs wider and encouraged him to take me. "Yeah! Fuck me, THAD! FUCK ME!!!"
My scream made his eyes flutter open and as he thrust back and forth into me he stared into my face. He seemed to blink in confusion as his hips raised and lowered fucking my raw ass.
"Eric?" he mumbled looking as fucked me.
"Yes Thad, fuck me!" I said in reply.
At that moment he stopped. Reality seeped into his drugged mind annd he shook his head trying to figure out what was happening. He blinked again and I could see I was losing him. Anger seemed to creasehis forehead which told me I needed to react quickly. I tightened my as muscles to squeeze his cock and crossed my legs behind hias ss and haoved him into me. "Come on Thad, FUCK ME!" I yelled.
He closed his eyes and slammed his hard dick all the way into me. "Eric?" he muttered as his cum released and the hot semen filled my bowels deeply. "Eric," he mumbled one last time as he thrust into me and dumped is cum into me as my cum sprayed up and coated his chest before he landed on top of me.
I blinked open my eyes and light filled the room. Daylight. We had passed out. The heavy weight on top of me shifted and as our chests seperated there was a sound of friction. Dried cum between us split and we became unstuck. When I finally came into focus I saw Thad sitting on the edge of the bed staring down at me in utter shock. "What the fuck?" he said as he looked at me in disgust and looked down at his chest covered with the remains of dried cum.
I tried to sit up but his body blocked me as he reached down and picked up something white by the bed.
"This is a fucking sleeping pill," he said, flipping it over in his fingers and then looked at me. "You fucking drugged me?"
"Thad," was all I said before I felt the sting of the back of his hand slap violently across my face. The bed shifted and I opened my eyes to see Thad standing over me. His body naked, his cock still covered with dried cum.
I felt pain as I was pulled from the bed and hit the floor. Blow after blow from his fists pounded into me but I put up no defense. I was guilty. I was drugged Thad and used him. I had done the sin again and I deserved it. Finally he stopped.
"This never fucking happened. I would love to fucking beat you to death right now, but I got a scholarship riding on this fucking college. So this never fucking happened. You got it, faggot? This never fucking happened,!" he said and turned and grabbed a towel, and tried to scrub the evidence from his body. I stared at my roommate. The roommate I had avoided all year just fucked me. And despite the pain from his attack, I knew at that moment how incredible I felt having sed with him. I stared at his black cock and longed to have it in my ass again.
I let a man fuck me. I even asked him to fuck me. If this doesn't make me gay I dont know what the fuck does?
I'm gay. I'm fucking gay. Aren't I?
Hope you enjoyed Eric finally submitting to the truth. I am not sure if this needs another chapter. It truly depends on what you the reader want. I left things slightly unresolved. Obviously he has never closed the chapter with his brother nor Todd. But maybe they don't need to be explored. Give me your thoughts or requests. You can email with your comments, questions, or whatever. Send them to mheast111@hotmail.com.