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My Roommates Initiation (m/m)
It was late August, and I was packed off to school for the first time. I was excited. The big city offered plenty of chance for adventure, for I was young, good-looking, and well-endowed. I had a hardon the whole trip across the state, daydreaming about hot encounters. I wiped away the tears from my good old mom's cheeks, as I saw her back to the car. As the car receded from view, I knew I was finally on my own, and I bounded back to my room. My roommate had already come and gone, his belongings were neatly tucked away. He had taken the lower bunk, and that made me chuckle that he must have known I liked being on top. There was no pictures on his desk or bureau, that meant no girlfriend, a great sign. I grew restless as I unpacked, and decided to scope out what was happening on campus.
It was nightfall when I returned. I could here the sound of a television as I neared my room. It was just after ten, and my roommate was already in his pajamas watching TV on his first night away from home. If nothing else, he was definitely safe sex. He looked like a choir boy ready for his first day of high school instead of college, very cute with blue eyes, black curly hair, and delicate features. He stood up, acting very shy, which with his slight build, gave him an air of vulnerability. That turned me on.
We shook hands. His name was Gene. We found out we were both math majors. He became friendly and engaging, and we talked about where we had come from, and how glad we were to be on our own. When the conversation turned to girls, he blushed and said he hadn't done to well in that department. I felt a spasm of lust when I thought he might be gay. How fantastic it would be to have a roommate who knew how to relieve tension from studying. I had a pair of tight white briefs under my cutoffs, and I was dying to see his reaction if I stripped down to them. It would be a great finish to a wonderful day, to have this shy cute guy kneel in front of me while I guided my cock into his mouth.
I made a pretense about washing up, and headed for the bathroom with towel and toothbrush. I stood before the mirror in just my briefs, arranging my semihard nine inches to maximum effect by pushing it to one side, so you could easily determine it's length. Did I look hot, with my cockhead sticking out at my hip. I was dying to see how Gene would react.
I walked back, and casually sat in my chair with my legs wide apart. Gene gaped and blushed furiously; lots of gay men were stunned when they saw my big cock. But Gene appeared uncomfortable and had trouble keeping eye contact as we talked. So he wasn't gay, but he wasn't a homophobe either, for us to happen was going to take a little time. "It's getting late" I said as I stood up. "Tomorrow let's check this school out." Then I looked at him and said, "You know Gene; one of the great things about being away from home is your able to open yourself up to new experiences." Then I started scratching my balls. He looked up at me and stared at my crotch, and I had to fight the urge to pull out my cock and give him a very close look.
The next two weeks as I paraded around in my briefs, Gene got more relaxed. He was very modest about what he wore, but I could tell he had an average size cock. That was no problem, it was that firm little butt that aroused me. He spent every night doing homework. He was having a difficult time with his calculus, which for me was a snap. Each night I'd help him through our math homework, and he would say earnestly, how lucky he was to have me for a roommate, and that he wished he could help me.
That night in bed I thought about telling him how he could help me. He would say "How?" I would take his hand and place it on my big cock. I jerked off all night long.
In the next few days a heat wave hit and even Gene felt it. He emerged from the shower wearing just cutoffs. His chest was untanned and completely hairless. He laughed when I said, "Hey you muscular devil" and flexed his arms. He was so trim; I wanted to run over and squeeze his pecs and pull down his cutoffs. Tonight I would make my move.
I let him struggle with his math. I figured if he was frustrated he would be receptive to anything rather than studying. After he crumpled two pieces of paper and threw them in his waste basket, I made my way to the bathroom. I showered quickly, my big cock swelling in anticipation. I admired it in the mirror. Instead of drying myself, I walked out with the towel over my shoulder, my nine inch beauty sticking straight out.
"Boy that felt great!" I said to get Gene's attention. He looked up and did a double take on my cock, his pencil falling out of his hand in his shock. I casually put the towel to my head and rubbed vigorously, twisting my hips to make my cock bounce around, and watched Gene's big blue eyes follow its every motion. I pulled the towel taut, and started rubbing it over and under my cock. Gene continued to stare. I dropped my towel, put my hand on my cock, and walked towards Gene's desk.
Gene quickly looked away and tried to concentrate on his math book. His hands were shaking. I carefully moved behind him and said in a low voice, "Gene, all that studying makes you tense, I'm going to show you how to enjoy yourself." I put my hands on his shoulders and felt him stiffen. But as I worked my thumbs along both sides of his spine, he loosened up and moved back against my hands.
"Stand up" I said firmly. He rose slowly, without looking, keeping his back to me. I pushed the chair aside, and put my hands on his hips, moving them around front to work on his abdomen. I moved my hands over his stomach tracing the outline of his rib cavity, and pressing his abs. As I felt him relax, I began pulling him back towards me.
My hard cock touched his ass and he flinched, but I held him firm. As my hands began to squeeze his pecs, he once again relaxed. As I pinched his nipples he began to squirm in pleasure, and I pulled him tight against me. I knew he could feel the whole length of my cock pressed against him, but he didn't try to pull away.
With my left arm holding him tight, my right hand pulled down the zipper to his cutoffs. I placed my hand on his crotch, and once again he tensed. I let my hand just lay there, while my other hand went back to pinching his nipples. Once again Gene started to squirm, and I started rubbing his crotch. He sighed, giving himself over to my hand, and I curled my fingers around his cock. I felt it swell; and as I worked my hand up and down it, he really began to squirm. How sensitive he was! I really had him going. I bit my lip in lust. I would tease him until he no longer could stand it, then I would fuck his brains out.
AS I stroked Gene's cock, I used my free hand to pull down his cutoffs. As they slipped to the floor, I knelt down to inspect his ass. THose smooth hairless cream colored buns drove me wild. There was just a hint of black hair along his crack. What an ass! Was I going to stuff it with my cock! I ran my forefinger along his crack. Gene wiggled his ass and my cock started throbbing.
I walked Gene toward his bed, all the while working his cock. I stayed behind him, fearing he would freak out if he saw my nine pulsing inches. I wanted him to see what he was in for, to see the awe and fear in his eyes. I thought about making him kneel and kiss it, but that might ruin everything. At least I certainly would make him feel it! I moved tight against him and started pushing my cock up and down his crack, Both my arms rapped tight around him. Then with one hand I grabbed both our pillows and put them on top of each other on the edge of his bed. I pushed him down over them, so his ass was sticking up real nice.
I feverishly spit on my hands and rubbed them on my cock. I grasped Gene's hips and lined my cock up with his anus, and began to push in. Gene let out a loud cry as his anus gaveway and my cockhead slipped in. God, what a tight grip! I stayed motionless to get Gene to relax his hold on my cock. Looking down I could see Gene's face buried in the mattress, and his hands clenching the sheets. I gritted my teeth to keep from ramming my cock all the way in. I took a deep breath, and put my hand between Gene's legs to play with his balls. After a bit he loosened his grip on the sheets and began to wiggle his ass. I gripped Gene's hips, and began to push my cock slowly up his ass. Gene's hands once again clenched, and his back was soaked with sweat. He started to whimper, but that just turned me on, and I pushed in deeper.
I felt the tightness in my balls as I watched my cock disappearing into Gene's ass. I fought back my rising orgasm by trying to pull out. The grip on my cock was so intense, it felt like I was pulling out his insides. Gene's constant "ooooh" sent me over the edge, and I plunged as fast and as hard as I could all the way back up his ass. I climbed up on him, so I could get as deep as possible and ground my hips against him as I spurted wave after wave of cum up his ass.
I kissed the back of Gene's neck tenderly and rolled him over on his side. My hands caressed him and worked their way down to his cock and balls. I made his cock hard and thought about sucking him off, but his stiff cock, caused his sphincter to clamp down on my cock. I quickly grew hard again and rolled him back over the pillows. I was going to give him a long thorough fucking.