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OPENING THE CLOSET DOOR - Chapter Two
Casey and Ryan roomed together, ate most of their meals together, partied together, and spent countless hours together talking about things important and trivial, but they never saw each other during class. Casey was an engineering major, and the engineering school had its own library
and classroom building. That's why it was a surprise for Ryan to find Casey in the Humanities Library one October afternoon.
Ryan exited the book stacks in the basement of the Humanities Library and saw Casey get off the elevator and walk down the hall. He called out. Casey stopped and turned around.
Ryan ran up to him, and said with a laugh "Hey, man, you must be lost. What brings you to the Humanities Library? Here to learn something real?"
Casey stood there with a neutral expression on his face, deciding what to say. Then he grinned and said, "You caught me. I'm here for fun, and you are in for a treat. Follow me." He put his hand on Ryan's shoulder and walked him down the hall to the door of the men's room.
Casey lowered his voice and told Ryan, "We're going to get our dicks sucked," as he pushed the door open and led Ryan inside. Ryan knew full well what often happened in this bathroom, but he acted innocently.
The two friends stood there. The place was empty except for a guy in one of the stalls with his
pants pushed down to his ankles. Casey motioned for Ryan to be quiet and remain still. Casey
walked slowly to the stall and looked through the crack in the door. He turned to Ryan and gave
a thumbs up. Then he unzipped his pants, pulled out his dick, which was already getting hard,
and began to jack it in front of the crack for the guy inside to see.
A few seconds later, Ryan heard the latch move, and the stall door opened. Casey waved Ryan
over and into the stall. He followed and closed the door behind them. It was crowded with
Casey on one side, Ryan on the other, and on the toilet was another student unknown to them,
slowly jacking his dick.
The student looked up with a pleasing look on his face and then looked with excitement at the
two hard dicks waiting for his attention. He took a cock in each hand and jacked them, before he bent his head and slid his lips down Casey's rigid shaft.
Casey said with a tone of authority that surprised Ryan, "Suck it! Suck it good!" The young man complied. Then Casey grabbed the boy by his hair, pulled him off his dick, and bent his head back so that he was looking up at Casey. Casey spoke in the same tone, "You like dick, don't you? Tell me."
"I like dick," was the response.
Still holding the guy's hair, Casey demanded, "Then what are you?"
The boy answered, "I'm a cocksucker. I like dick in my mouth. I want to eat your cum."
Casey said back, "That's right. You're a fucking faggot cocksucker. Now suck my friend," as
Casey pushed the guy's head onto Ryan's dick. "Suck it, take it all," and he pushed his face into Ryan's crotch. Ryan could hear the guy gag. Ryan did not like Casey's treatment of the
stranger, but he kept his tongue when Casey released the guy's head and let the stranger give
Ryan a great blow job. The circumstances took Ryan to climax quickly. He was getting sucked
as he stood there looking at Casey's hard cock in the hands of this guy. There was a bead of
precum on the tip of Casey's dick, and Ryan wanted to wipe it off with his finger and taste it, but he dared not. Ryan announced his climax with a moan and the movement of his hips.
The cocksucker swallowed and moved his mouth to Casey who had been enjoying watching
Ryan get serviced. Casey grabbed the guy by the hair again and moved his head back and forth
as he fucked his mouth. "I want you to show me my cum. Here it comes," said Casey. Both
Casey and the guy moaned as Casey's cock filled the stranger's mouth. Still holding the guy's
head by the hair, he pushed it back to tilt the guy's face upward. The guy opened his mouth to show Casey's cum on his tongue, and then Casey commanded him to swallow.
The two friends put their softening cocks back in their pants. Ryan was thankful and
appreciative of the young guy who just pleasured him. He disliked Casey's belligerent treatment of him. The stranger sat there happy for what had happened looking up at both of them with a smile. Casey opened the door, Ryan stepped out, and as Casey left the stall, he turned and spit, hitting the guy's face.
As the two roommates were leaving the bathroom, the stranger in the stall called out, "I'll be
here again Thursday." The man hoped for a repeat meeting despite or because of Casey's
abusive behavior. Casey's response was an aside to Ryan, "Fucking queer."
Casey's action in the bathroom disturbed Ryan, but he had seen a hint of this before. Each fall with a new pledge class, Casey seemed to enjoy ordering the pledges around and saying
humiliating things to them. Hazing was prohibited at their university, so there was a limit of what Casey could do. Interestingly as soon as the pledges became full members of the fraternity, Casey's behavior ceased. It seemed that Casey relished the power he could exert when he was among unequals.
That night Ryan laid in bed for hours agonizing over Casey's behavior. Along with Adam,
Casey was Ryan's best friend. Everyone has their faults, he thought. Could he overlook Casey's behavior? Others in society share Casey's attitude. Ryan was not ready to hear those hateful words used against himself. Ryan resolved to do nothing, which was, in fact, a decision to continue living the role he had so successfully constructed. Despite his resolution that night, an incident in the near future was to change it all.
Several weeks later, it was November 2nd, and Ryan turned 21 years old, the legal age for
ordering alcohol. Since he arrived at college, beer had been easily available. Older students would buy a keg for parties in the quad, and Ryan's fraternity regularly had beer parties at their house. Across the street from the main gate to the campus were two beer joints that never carded.
But this day, Ryan could drink alcohol legally, and he planned to celebrate at a popular bar close to the campus. Casey joined him, having reached twenty-one two months earlier. When Casey arrived, Ryan was sitting there with a smile on his face and an empty glass before him.
Casey said "Hey, man. I see you have started already. What did you drink?"
"It's a Long Island Iced Tea. Delicious. I just ordered another." Ryan replied.
"I've never had one. What's in it?" Casey inquired.
Ryan said, "Vodka, rum, gin, tequila, and orange liquor."
Casey turned his head to the crowd and mockingly addressed no one in particular, "Hold on to
your seats. Ryan's going to get shit-faced." Casey's prediction was true, and Ryan needed
Casey's steady shoulder as support as Ryan staggered back to their room hours later.
It was nearly 11:00 the next morning before Ryan stirred in his bed. Casey was at his desk and turned around when he heard a groan from the other side of the room.
Casey said, "Welcome back to the land of the living. After all that booze, you are dehydrated. I put a bottle of water beside your bed. Drink some."
Ryan threw away the sheet, sat up on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor. He realized he was naked, and he pulled the sheet over his lap to cover his private parts. Casey took his desk chair, turned it around, and straggled it with his arms across the back. He was looking at Ryan with a big smile on his face.
Casey waited until Ryan had taken several slips from the water bottle before he said, "I want to tell you that I'm cool with what happened last night."
Ryan with a foggy brain did not understand and said, "Huh?"
Casey continued, "Don't worry about anything. It's all good. In fact, it's great, as far as I am concerned."
"I don't know what you are talking about," was Ryan's reply.
Casey said "You know. What you told me and what happened last night after the bar."
Ryan responded with some frustration, "Casey, I don't remember. I don't know what you are
talking about. Just tell me."
Casey's next words jolted Ryan to full consciousness. "You said you had a secret you wanted to share. You said you liked guys and you dreamed about my dick."
"Bullshit!" was Ryan's response.
Casey continued. "No, it's true and it was unbelievable. You sucked my cock and told me that it fit perfectly in your mouth. Then we fucked. I had never fucked an ass and it was
incredible. Your secret is safe with me. I'm not telling anyone. I'm all good with this. Don't you see it's the perfect arrangement. You love dick, and my dick is always hard. We both win."
Ryan had his elbows on his knees and his hands held the sides of his face as he stared at the floor before him. The entire world that Ryan had constructed since high school, the charade of his straight life, had been destroyed with Casey's words. He was frozen. What should he do? What should he say? One response would be to blame it all on the alcohol, and deny that the words that Casey heard last night were true. He needed to reaffirm that he was straight.
"You're bullshiting me. I was drunk. None of it is true."
Casey held up his phone, opened it, and Ryan's voice was heard saying, "Fuck me, fuck me with
your big dick."
Ryan looked down and slowly shook his head from side to side. Denial was not an option. His
brain finally registered what Casey was saying. For the past two years there had been many
nights where Ryan had wanted to walk across their darkened room and crawl into bed with
Casey. Ryan had jerked off his cock countless times dreaming of Casey's body. And now his
sexy unobtainable roommate was asking him to become his secret sexual partner.
Ryan raised his head. Casey had left the chair and was standing in the middle of the room. He had taken off his shorts. He stood there with his beautiful cock in full erection. Casey realized the anguish that Ryan was experiencing, and he intended to help him through Ryan's personal crisis.
Casey said, "I can tell you are unset, but you shouldn't worry. What is there to worry
about? The facts are simple. You like dick, and I have one. Right now I have a hard one." He gave a chuckle and said, "After last night, I will never be able to be in the same room with you without getting a hard on."
Casey paused for a moment, but then continued, "I can't believe I am saying this. I'm hard
because I want you. I want to feel your mouth on my dick again. I want my cock in your hole
like I did last night. If I can admit my wants, you can too."
Ryan listened and accepted the remarkable gift offered him. He moved the sheet from his lap,
slid off the bed, and kneeled on the floor, his mouth ready for Casey's dick while his own cock grew stiff. Casey walked to him, and Ryan looked with wonder at the swollen rigid cock before him. It was a treasure. Something he dreamed of for the past two years, and now it was his, offered to him.
Ryan took Casey's dick in his hand, looking at the ridges and veins running up the shaft, seeing the large darker head with its slit showing a drop of precum. He put his lips around the head, hesitated for a moment, before taking all of Casey's cock into his warm, wet, willing mouth. Ryan sucked it as he held Casey's ball sac.
After a minute, Ryan looked up to him and said, "You like that?"
Casey said, "Yes, it's fucking great!"
Ryan responded, "I like it too." Ryan kept his eyes locked on Casey's face, as Casey watched
his dick disappear again between Ryan's lips. Ryan sucked dick and licked balls, determined to
give Casey the best experience of his life. Casey moaned and groaned as he gently held Ryan's
shoulders.
Ryan knew his mouth had worked its magic when he felt Casey's dick swell in his mouth and
heard him cry. Then Ryan's mouth was flooded with Casey's cum. He swallowed and it filled
again. He held Casey's cock in his mouth until it began to soften. Then Ryan leaned back,
braced himself on one arm, and using his other hand brought himself to climax as Casey
watched. Casey's eyes widened as four squirts of cum splattered on Ryan's chest.
Casey's reaction was, "Damn, you came like a fire hose."
They spent the rest of the day like most Saturdays in the fall. In the early afternoon, they went to the football game to cheer the team and root for their friend and fraternity brother, Adam, the quarterback. Afterwards there was food and beer at their fraternity house. Ryan was still recovering from his bringe the night before and drank moderately. Casey, on the other hand, seemed to drink more than his usual.
But this was not like any Saturday. There was now a new relationship between the two
roommates, and they both thought of what would happen that night when they returned to their
room and were alone. Ryan used his key to open the dorm room, and Casey walked in first
unsteadily, stood in the middle of the room and smiled at Ryan.
Ryan saw the smile and said, "Are you thinking what I am thinking?"
"Yes," was the reply, and Casey's smile became a grin.
"Then take off your clothes," responded Ryan.
Soon the two roommates were standing naked. Ryan reached and enclosed Casey's hard cock
with his hand. He pulled on it several times, and holding it as he walked, he guided Casey to his bed. "Lay down," he said to Casey. "I'm going to worship your body."
Casey laid on his back, his legs spread apart, Ryan kneeled between them. Ryan ran his palms
up Casey's ankles to his thighs, his hand just above Casey's skin so as to stimulate the fine hair on his legs. Next Ryan licked the inside of Caseys' thighs before sucking each of Casey's balls into his mouth. Ryan wet his tongue and ran it up the beautiful dick before him starting at the ball sac and ending with the head enclosed by Ryan's wet lips.
Ryan took Casey's tool into his mouth and sucked as his hands caressed Casey's body, feeling
his abdominal muscles, holding his hips, sliding up to his rib cage. Ryan's mouth left Casey's cock and moved north, licking his six pack, tonguing his belly button. Casey laid there with his arms to his side. Ryan took each arm by the wrist and raised them to each side of Casey's head, exposing Casey's armpits and making his biceps flex.
Casey's nipples were hard and erect. Ryan flicked the one on the left with his tongue. Casey's body quivered and he moaned. Next Ryan buried his face in Casey's armpit, before
licking Casey's bicep. Ryan moved his head across Casey's body toward his right
nipple. Ryan's face was inches away from Casey's. Ryan looked at Casey's lips. Then he
looked up into Casey's eyes. Casey had read Ryan's mind, and Casey's eyes gave approval,
gave permission. Ryan lowered his lips to Casey's, and they kissed.
Casey freed his arms from Ryan's grip and encircled Ryan's back and pulled him to him, their
lips pressed together, their mouths open, and their tongues touching. Casey slid a hand down
Ryan's back and held his ass and said, "I want you."
They reversed positions so now Ryan was on his back and Casey kneeling between Ryan's
legs. Ryan reached for the lube on the side table and handed it to Casey. Casey paused for a
moment, looking at the handsome guy before him, ready to raise his legs and give his ass for
Casey's pleasure. Casey leaned forward and kissed Ryan again. Then he lowered his head and
kissed his roommate's chest, and then his stomach.
Ryan's heart raced with excitement from Casey's actions. Next Casey took hold of Ryan's dick, the first time that he had touched Ryan in that manner. Casey slowly jacked it. He paused. Then he lowered his head and took Ryan's dick into his mouth. To Ryan it was wonderful and he let out a long moan of approval. It was not only the pleasure of getting sucked, but it was Casey's participation, giving back to Ryan, being a partner in their sex, not just a taker.
Casey sat back and lubed his dick, and rubbed his lubed fingers across Ryan's closed hole. Ryan reached down and guided Casey's cock head to the right spot. There was no pain at entry, and the two friends both moaned from the feelings that they experienced next. Ryan's hole was
stretched and his ass was filled with Casey's erection. Casey's eyes grew wide as his dick was gripped by the warm tight ass of his best friend.
Ryan looked up at Casey and said, "I have dreamed of this for the last two years. Fuck me,
please fuck me."
And so he did. Casey had pleased many women with his cock, and he performed just as well
with Ryan's tight ass. His dick began with a slow exploration of the unknown territory before a gradual increase in speed and pressure. Ryan was quickly in that zone where his whole body
was electrified with sexual energy. He worked his cock as Casey's dick worked his ass. Casey
warned him when his climax was close and then announced its arrival with a long cry. Ryan
followed shortly after, spraying cum on his stomach.
Casey withdrew and lowered himself to Ryan's side. The two friends laid quietly together as
they enjoyed the afterglow of their climaxes. After a few minutes, Ryan took tissue from the
side table and cleaned his stomach, dropping the tissues on the floor. He realized that Casey had fallen asleep with his head resting on Ryan's shoulder. Ryan laid still, a naked body beside him, thinking of how his dreams had become real. He too fell asleep with Casey's arm laying across his chest.
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