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Main characters: Jeff(author)-19, roommate Lance-18 Friend Bryan- 18
Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I walked closer to Lance. "Dude, what's going on here or should I say went on here?"
"Jeff, I got myself into a situation I knew was wrong from the start. One thing led to another before I knew it," Lance said solemnly now sitting up with his head in his hands.
"Lance, did you have sex with a guy while I was gone?" I asked but knew the answer while turning on a light near our beds. I wanted him to confess.
"Yeah I did. What's done is done," Lance said looking up at me with his big blue eyes. "I'm a horrible person."
I just shook my head and stomped around the room in anger and disappointment. "Why Lance? I guess what we have going doesn't mean shit to you."
"It means something to me, Jeff. I just got into a situation where there was no going back," Lance said.
"Lance I can't believe you would do this."
"Looks who talking. You fucked around with some dude while I went home last weekend, bitch."
I sat on my bed and gathered my thoughts. I headed to the bathroom to cool off and give this some thought. Lance had a blank look on his face when I returned. I sat next to him on his bed and just looked at his nice body but knew deep down this wasn't working. We sat in silence for a few minutes. I broke the ice and said, "Lance, maybe you and I should just be roommates and let's forget all about trying to be lovers. All we have done is just cheat on each other so far. I really don't think either one of us is ready to commit just yet."
"Jeff, you're probably right. This was just too good to be true for both of us and maybe we went too fast. I don't want to be tied down right off the bat and see what is still out there," Lance said. "You're not mad are you?'
"Just disappointed. I knew this was too good to be true for me, too," I said. "Lance, I will still care for you deeply. It's sure going to be different the first time we seriously have another boyfriend."
After that we talked and had an understanding between us. I was sort of waiting on this moment but expected it further down the road. Sure I was disappointed and thought Mr. Right had appeared to me but we still could be friends. We hugged each other and Lance whimpered a little bit knowing this was truly the end of our romantic relationship.
The next morning, reality started to sink in. With our agreement, we could be friends and still share a room, since we were both gay. It might mean some awkward moments but I had a feeling Lance still wanted to mess around and have his fun like a lot of freshmen their first time away from home before settling in with one person.
While walking back to the dorm after a day of classes that Friday, I ran into Bryan.
"How's it going, Jeff?" Bryan asked.
"Alright I guess," I replied.
"Is there a problem?" he asked while we walked.
"A little. I thought Lance and I had something going but that's over now," I said and then told him what transpired.
"Hey Jeff, why don't you just pack a bag and come home with me? I have a feeling you might need a break from this place," Bryan said.
"I don't know," I said.
"It'll be fun. My brother would be tickled to death to meet you," Bryan said. "Oh come on Jeff, my mom's cooking is the bomb!"
"I guess I could use a break. I was going home with Lance next weekend but I don't see why I can't go with you," I said after thinking about it for a minute while walking. "Blair won't be a problem will he?"
"He'll be all over you at first then he's cool," Bryan said.
When I got to the dorm, I first headed to tell Reed I was leaving just in case he had plans and then to my room to pack a few things. Lance showed up right as I was about to go.
"Where you going?" Lance asked.
"Home with Bryan," I said. "It'll give me a chance to get away for a little bit."
"Is it because I fucked up?" Lance said.
"Maybe a little bit but not really, Lance. I haven't been away from campus in so long," I said.
"I thought you and I were heading home next week," Lance said.
"We can still go if you want to," I said and grabbed my bag. "I better go. Have a good weekend. See ya when I get back Sunday."
I went to Bryan's door and we headed out for the hour and half trip to his home. We had a good talk about Lance and me. The talk made me realize that maybe we went too fast.
The second we drove in the driveway to Bryan's middle class home, Blair came sprinting out of the house. Blair gave Bryan a big hug the second he stepped out the car door with his mom watching carefully out the door. Bryan called her on the way down so she was expecting a friend to be along with Bryan.
"Blair, this is Jeff, a friend of mine from college," Bryan said.
"Awesome," Blair said. I shock Blair's hand and he had to carry in Bryan's bag. Bryan was greeted by his mom, a lady probably in her late 30's or early 40's with a little extra weight. We headed inside to his home and went to his room with Blair right on our heels. He was all over Bryan and me once he warmed up to me but in good ways like a little brother who loves and adores his older brother that has been away for a little while.
Bryan and I had to go outside and throw the football around with Blair. About 5:30 or so, Bryan's dad came home from work. He was just as nice as his wife in his 40's, balding and a beer gut. It was pretty evident after the short time I was there that Blair was still Bryan's biggest fan and never let him out of his sight.
About 6, Bryan's mom, Mrs. Gibbons announced that dinner was on the table. It did look so good and smelled even better. It was homemade fried chicken, real mash potatoes and green beans, all of Bryan's favorite.
"So Jeff, do ever get the chance to go home or are you from out of state?" Mrs. Gibbons asked.
"Mom please," Bryan said and gave his mom the evil look.
"This is the boy you were telling me about. Jeff, I'm so sorry. You are welcome to come home anytime with Bryan," she said when she realized what she had said.
"Mrs. Gibbons, its okay and thanks for letting me come this weekend. This meal is out of this world," I said.
"Eat all you want," she said.
"You boys going to the big game?" Mr. Gibbons asked.
"Yes sir. I didn't want to miss the big first home game," Bryan said.
"Can I go with you?" Blair asked.
"Son, we'll take you. Bryan, he outgrew his old jersey, so I had to find him a new one. Blair and your dad had a big time last weekend at the game," Mrs. Gibbons said.
"Blair, you can ride to the game with us and ride home with Mom and Dad. How's that?" Bryan said.
"Great brother, I can't wait," Blair smiled.
We talked about college while finishing this great delicious meal. I had to have a second helping of the real mashed potatoes. After we ate, we got dressed and prepared to go to Bryan's old high school. I knew Blair wanted to ride in the front seat, so I just hopped in the back. It was a few minutes early for the game so Bryan introduced to a few of his old friends. Blair was right in the middle of us but Bryan's friends understood the situation entirely and treated Blair normally. They talked about the last season while I just looked around the stadium that was starting to fill up.
The game was a mismatch and pretty much decided by the end of the half. Bryan took Blair to find his parents after handling all he could with me trailing right behind them.
"See what I was talking about?" Bryan said while we headed back.
I just laughed, "Yeah, he does get into the game though."
"He just understands the basics since he's gone to my games so much. He really has a rough go at it at school and some of the kids give him a hard time," Bryan said. "You remember what it was like to have someone different in your class. I was guilty of it a little before we realized Blair had a big problem."
With the game being so one sided, Bryan and his friends talked about their colleges. It was a contest who could brag the most on their adventures or about the frat or sorority they were joining. I mostly just took it all in and rarely spoke up. It was just nice being away from college for a change.
After the game, Bryan and I headed to another hangout but didn't stay very long. I just listened as usual and observed the mix of friends. We returned to his house at a reasonable hour to find his dad there having a beer and watching television.
"I hope Blair wasn't too bad on you, Jeff," Mr. Gibbons commented.
"No sir, he was fine. He really did get into those games though," I said.
"He counts the days until the next game. Last year, he was glued on Bryan and watched his every move," Mr. Gibbons laughed. "He actually has handled this better than I thought he would. He cried the first day Bryan was gone but since then has done okay but ask every day when Bryan's coming home."
We headed to Bryan's room and played a game on his video system before calling it a night. I barely slept that night for Bryan was a bear in bed and was all over me. Every time I dosed off, his arm or leg was on me.
The next day we just hung around the house and let Blair control Bryan for the day. Blair finally was comfortable with me around so I had to join in on whatever he decided between football, basketball or whatever game he wanted.
That night, we both needed a break, so we headed over to one of Bryan's best friends to catch a college game on television. His friend was totally different than Bryan and basically acted like I wasn't there. He loved to brag and compare himself to the players on the television despite sitting in his parent's living room.
At halftime, Bryan said, "Thanks for letting watch the game. Jeff and I are going to head out. Dad wanted me to watch the game with him too so we compromised with the first half here."
"Nice meeting you," I said.
We headed out to Bryan's car. "Fuck if I ever talk to him again. He was a total asshole."
"I hate to agree but yeah he was. Good thinking on your part to think up an excuse," I said.
"I wanted to leave after the first quarter. I wonder now why we were ever friends," Bryan said.
"Bryan, people change for some reason after high school. I never talk to people I considered friends from high school. I tried to stay in touch but gave up after they didn't seem interested," I said.
"What really pisses me off the worst was how rude he was to you. A little common curiosity would have been nice," Bryan said.
"I noticed it too but I now how some people are," I said. "I just watched the game and tuned him out after a while."
We drove around his part of town and got something to eat before heading back to his house. Blair was still up and glad to see us when we returned. I could smell cookies backing and soon got to enjoy some chocolate chip cookies with a big glass of milk from Mrs. Gibbons.
We watched the end of the game with Bryan's dad before heading back to Bryan's room. I was sleepy when we got there and just lay on the bed while Bryan played a game.
I was just about asleep when Bryan turned off the television and lights.
Bryan got on his side of the bed, "I could sure use another blow job tonight."
I didn't say a word and then felt his dick at my mouth. "Suck it you cocksucker. I deserve it," Bryan said.
I now was actually scared and never once had been forced to service a guy. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. Bryan slid his big dick in my mouth. "Suck my fucking cock good," Bryan said and grabbed my head.
I let his cock slip out of my mouth, "Bryan, what the fuck has gotten into you?"
"I was just role playing. You didn't like it?" Bryan asked.
"No, matter of fact I hated it. Next time tell me and I might play your little game," I rolled over.
"Jeff, I'm sorry. I was just trying something different," Bryan said. "I thought you gay guys like that shit."
"Some might. I felt like my mouth was getting raped," I said.
"Would you please? I really need a good blow," Bryan pleaded after hearing my distaste for what just happened.
"Only if you suck mine first," I said as a way of getting him to back off.
"For one minute is all," Bryan smiled and pushed down my briefs. He pushed back the sheets and dove down. "Like this?"
I felt his warm mouth cover my cock that instantly got hard. He wasn't great and scraped me with his teeth once along with his partial goatee but at least he was a man of his word. I just watched and it did feel really good. He stopped and smiled at me.
"How did I do for my first time?" Bryan said.
"Very good. How was it?" I asked.
"Okay but not something I care to make a habit of. Now I know what's it's like to suck dick," Bryan said. "Don't you dare tell a sole I did this."
"I won't," I said and leaned over to taste his dick again. I actually tried this time after a rough first go. I licked and sucked his big cock with a fiery while Bryan just lightly moaned in pleasure. I loved running my hands over his hot body while pleasing his big meat. I really got into it with my hand cupping his balls as well. He pulled me off thankfully after who knows how long. I jerked his cock and played with his balls until he busted on his stomach.
He leaned over and started jerking me without me even asking. It didn't take me long until I felt like I was about to bust after feeling his strong hand work my cock. My load shot out of my cock onto my chest and stomach.
"Wow! I must have done something right," Bryan said. "Hell you deserved for putting up with my shit all weekend."
"I don't mind. I definitely wasn't expecting this," I said.
"Oh well," Bryan said and wiped us off. He pulled back up his boxer briefs while I pulled up my briefs. I wanted to kiss him so bad but knew that was pressing things with him. We talked just a minute before I dozed off into a deep sleep.
The next day, Bryan woke me up about 10 for breakfast. He just smiled at me while we headed to eat. We hung around some so Blair could have time with his big brother before heading back at 2.
I thanked his parents for allowing me to come. Blair was sweet and gave me a hug. "You take care of Bryan okay?" Blair said.
"I will," I replied. I let Bryan say his goodbyes while waiting in the car. He finally drug away after a few minutes and got in the car for us to head back to campus.
"See Blair wasn't that bad," Bryan said.
"Nah he was just fine but boy does he think you hung the moon," I said.
Bryan played a CD for our ride back. About 20 minutes down the road, I asked, "So you turning on my ass?"
"Guess again but you are one hell of a cock sucker," Bryan smiled.
"Speak for yourself," I poked fun at him. "You must admit you're curious about guys a little."
"Not really, Jeff. I just like this big dick sucked is all," Bryan grabbed his crotch. "Now I know what a buddy of mine said about how guys suck dick better is definitely true."
"I know you want to see what it's like to get fucked at least one time," I said.
"Hell no, no guy's dick is going in my ass or is mine going in a guy's ass either for that matter. I don't care what you say about that shit that's just too gay for me," Bryan said. "Just keep this between us. I would die if someone found out I ever sucked a cock or even touched another guy's cock."
"I promise, not a word of this," I smiled.
Once back at campus, we unloaded our things and headed to see what was going on. I unlocked the door and found my room vacant. I just sat back and did some catching up on my studies. Lance finally came to the room about 7 or so. He was hot and sweaty so there was little doubt where he had been. He headed for the shower and came back smelling good.
We talked about our weekend finally together. I didn't ask if he hooked up for I knew he would tell me if he wanted me to know. I didn't tell about Bryan and mine's time in bed. About 12, we called it a night.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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