Disclaimer: The following is an erotic story of a homosexual nature. Please do not read if you are a minor or if it is illegal where you live to do so. Remember to think smart to play smart. Use protection. It is inspired by real happenings during my days in college, but embellished upon to make it more pleasurable. What I present to you is the story of a guy who wakes up discovering his roommate making calls of an arousing nature. If this sounds like something you want to read, be my guest and read. If it is not, go back and look for another story to read.
Phone A Roomie
I was entering my third year at Harding College and I was looking forward to the upcoming fall semester. Harding was a small college, only encompassing three city blocks by four, but it wasn't a community college. It was a full four year college and offered several master level degrees too. The summer had been uneventful and I was looking forward to my time being occupied by my studies.
What I was also looking forward to especially was another roommate. I had gotten along just fine with my past two roommates. The first was heavily into computers and although I didn't go outside with friends much in high school, my first roommate and I went out about every week to eat or to see a movie.
My second roommate was another matter. He loved video games and had a plethora of science fiction movies. Being roommates with Leo was great, but he became wishy-washy after Spring Break. It seemed as if he never left his room. I didn't ask because I felt that it wasn't my place and he didn't share. Then a month later, he would not be in the room from Friday until late Sunday. Occasionally, I would take his jock strap into my hands and stroke the enclosed cup. It was such a thrill holding it and caressing it against my cheeks. Then with a month to go, he was gone completely. By the time the Spring Semester drew to a close and I was prepared to leave, his stuff was still there. I asked dorm staff and they pleasantly told me not to worry. It wasn't my place to overly question it, so I headed home.
During the summer when I was taking a course, I spotted one of his friends shooting some pool. His name was Malcolm and I politely asked him if he remembered me. "You're Shane Kwon, aren't you? You were Leo's roommate?" I confirmed I was. He said, "Hate to break it to you, but he ran out of financial aid and had to leave. He went back home to Colorado. He wished he could have told you what had happened." So that was that.
The dorm tries to pair up individuals to be roommates based on similar interests and this time I had been paired with one Cameron Kemp. The name was revealed to me in a letter detailing when the dorm would open. The letter showing his name also listed what interests we had in common. We both loved classic monster movies, techno music, and fantasy stories.
It was a Saturday that I packed some of my things and headed to the dorm building. I was assigned Room 211 and I headed straight there. In the past two years, I was always second. This time I wanted to be first in the room and this time I got my wish.
I analyzed how the room was formatted and I decided to take up space on the right side of the room right next to the bathroom. I set up my computer and next to it, the phone we were asked to bring.
Although most of us had cell phones, we had to bring a regular phone. Dorm staff would leave messages about parties, waiting packages, and other types of stuff. Callers could also leave messages by dialing the dorm's main number and then entering the room number as an extension.
As I was hanging up my clothes, I heard the door unlock and open. A handsome black male entered my field of vision. He was wearing a yellow sleeveless tee and navy blue cargo shorts. I could make out his firm muscular chest under the tee. As he passed, I observed the creases he made with his rear. Mmm, looking good there.
After placing a box on the floor, he turned around and looked at me and smiled, "You must Shane Kwon." I said in the same tone, "And you must be Cameron Kemp." His smile got bigger. Cameron approached me and took my hand into his and shook it. He then began to set up his belongings.
Cameron and I soon became fast friends, faster than my previous two roommates. I also shared more classes with him. He seemed comfortable to go about the room wearing only a towel after a shower. He would bend over and I see the dimensions of his shapely black ass. He would get his underwear and place it under the towel and pull up. Sometimes the towel wouldn't have been secured enough and just as he finished pulling them up, it'd fall giving me a look at the top of his bare rear. He never caught me scoping him out though. His image then started to pervade my dreams and they always made me churn plenty of Korean cum.
Since I had already brought my phone, he put his away and used mine instead. I soon found out that he was using it in ways that I don't think dorm staff intended it to be used..
It was a month after term had started and I awoke to a sound of pleasurable moaning and the rustling of sheets. I was facing the wall and opened my eyes, totally awake and totally hardening in my briefs. "Oh, yea. Suck it, suck it. Suck on this big piece of chocolate. You sure want the cream filling inside badly." Cameron's moaning got more pronounced and I was becoming thankful that the walls were soundproof. He grunted and then contently sighed. "How does it taste? Good huh." He soon said his goodbyes to his verbal lover and set the phone back after cleaning himself up. He climbed back into bed and fell fast asleep. I had been squeezing my tool and fondling my nuts throughout his conversation. With him fast asleep, I stroked faster and faster and it didn't take too long to empty myself as well. Relieved, I went back to sleep.
Cameron didn't say anything about it in the morning. How was I supposed to bring it up? "Oh, hey. I listened to your call last night and it was hot. Made me cum good." He didn't make another call like that for several days and I began to think if it was a one time thing. It wasn't and a week later, he was back on the phone.
These liaisons were infrequent and there was no pattern to them, but he made a call at least once a week. He would call and stroke himself to an intense orgasm. Once he ended the call, I profited and it didn't take long to take care of myself too. I wish I knew who he was calling, but since he held the phone to his ear, I could not hear the voice.
I debated whether or not to let him know that I knew of these calls. Once I decided to let him know that I knew, the question became how. All I had to do thereafter was to bide my time.
One night, he made his call. "You're an awesome cocksucker. You just love my big black balls." I sleepily cried out, "I sure do." I heard the phone fall on the floor and a guy's voice calling out, "Cam? Cam?" Cameron turned on his lamp and with his boner bouncing with each step, he sheepishly picked up the phone and said, "Call you back bro." The phone was placed back on the set.
Sitting on his bed, he looked at me. "I can explain Shane. I...um... have these needs. I was talking to my friend Edgar. We go way back. When we were young teenagers, we played with each other and soon began to explore our bodies. He stayed in Seattle and I moved here. We've been keeping in contact with email, but he calls like this to continue the fun, so to speak." I listened to him intently and throughout his black dick stayed hard, curved in erection and a bead of precum peeked through the slit. "So what do we do now?" He lost his nervousness and smiled his regular smile, "Take care of this I suppose. How would you like to get in on the fun and help?" It was a tempting offer.
Growing up, I hadn't had much experience with sex. Sure, there was my hand. With other boys, I had no experience and it was only boys I was interested in. Despite my interest, I never pursued for fear of rejection and disgust. I relished Cameron's offer. After agreeing, he slowly stroked himself as I took off my clothes. I was just standing before him in my briefs when he stated, "Those too." He looked at my naked body and whistled. My body was slim, but firm as a swimmer's body. He said, "Come get in my bed."
I was timid having never done anything like this before. I climbed into the bed naked and pressed it against his nakedness. He said that it was tempting that in his state of arousal to continue things between us, but he decided it wouldn't have been fair and Edgar would have wanted to finish what was started. After all, Edgar was stroking himself too all those miles away and needed release too. He called his friend and explained what happened and after the lights were dimmed, the phone was ringing again. He set it between us and resumed his conversation. "Ready for round two?" Edgar's voice said, "Oh, yea. I'm getting boned up again just thinking this. I've never done it with two guys before." Cameron gestured into the phone indicating that he wanted me to start. Apprehensive, I spoke into the phone and tried to emulate Cameron's way of conversing, "Ever had Korean food?" Edgar's soothing voice said, "No. Why doing you unzip and give me some?"
I made a fake zip noise and said, "Come and stuff your mouth." Edgar called out, "Looks tasty. Mmm, your meat's sliding past my luscious brown lips." Cameron's friend then made smacking noises. Wow, this was hot. Throughout the call, I was jacking off while my roommate held the phone to my ear. "Oh, what's this? Our special sauce is coming out. Wanna try?" Edgar said, "My mouth's wide open. I want your Korean sauce down my throat." I stroked faster and faster and then I felt wetness. It wasn't the wetness of cum, but that of a mouth. Cameron, I was surprised, had his mouth around my head. I pushed my hips in and slid my dick more into his mouth and it throbbed. I felt my jizz shooting out of me and Cameron's mouth contracting as he drank it down.
It was them my roommate's turn. "Now we're getting to my favorite course, dessert. Here's a chocolate dipped banana for you." I could hear Edgar moaning in pleasure in the phone. Cameron couldn't contain his pleasure either, "Oh, boy. I hope you love having my cock in your mouth as much as I love putting it in."
In the dim light, I caressed his bare chest as the phone lay between us. He loved the attention I lay upon him and when my fingers started to swirl around his dark quarter sized nipples which got him really going.
He thrust faster and faster into his eager hand. "Dude, I'm going to shoot a massive load. Oh, oh. I can't hold. Oh!" I let go of his chest and raced to his manhood I gripped his dick in one hand and his potent nutsack in the other as my mouth opened wide and dived in.
It was the first dick I ever had in my mouth. I relished feeling the contours of the shaft as it slid further into my mouth. Cameron pushed himself into my head. It was quite an unbelievable feeling looking downward and seeing the meaty black dick that was in my mouth, and then my eyes followed to where it started at his crotch and at my hand fondling his nuts. I then looked at the curly pubic hair that framed his belongings. My eyes traveled up the trail of hairs to his belly button then upward at his magnificent chest. It was difficult to smile with so much in my mouth, but I definitely was as we locked eyes.
Cameron held my head gently urging me to complete my task: drink his man juice. I didn't have to wait long. I felt something warm and gooey squirting into my mouth and down my throat. I swallowed, but even if he hadn't held my head down, I still would have swallowed. He opened his mouth a bit, showing off his pearly whites in a smile as he looked down, his hand caressing the back of my head.
His breathing slowed, satisfied his body was. He picked up the phone and his head met mine. He said, "Night Edgar. It'd been fun" I said, "Pleasant dreams Edgar." Edgar responded, "Hey, same to you man. I hope you had fun Shane." I looked at my roommate and then back at the phone and I answered, "I sure did." Cameron set the phone down on the receiver.
He then held my bare torso and pulled it inward back to the pillows. He reached for the covers and I thought about my underwear, but he told me not to worry, that it was okay to sleep naked together. His head leaned to mine and he presented me with a kiss. I parted my lips a little and his tongue entered my mouth. I closed my eyes in bliss as our tongues danced. We kissed like that several minutes and then broke it. Cameron caressed my cheeks and whispered, "Good Night." I repeated his gesture and we fell into a nice sleep.
I woke up in the morning, still amazed at what had happened the preceding night and the feelings that it brought. Cameron yawned and looked at me with his deep brown eyes. He said, "Morning cutie." I said, "Morning to you too." Cameron said, "Come on, lets take a bath together."
We climbed out of my roommate's bed and headed to the bathroom. As we entered, he stopped by the toilet. He positioned himself and from his slit, piss streamed downward. I held my member and emptied my bladder as well. I had never been this close to another guy peeing, but it was just two guys doing what came naturally, right? The flow slowed to a trickle and then stopped. I turned on the water and I climbed inside the tub. Cameron joined me and we closed the shower curtain. It was totally hot, and I wasn't referring to the water. He pressed his wet naked torso against my back and then lathered my body as if he was soaping up his own using the green bar of soap we shared. Throughout, he nuzzled my neck.
I surrendered myself to the blissful feelings that Cameron showed me. Once I was sufficiently soaped up, he gently rinsed me off. After he washed my hair, my roommate offered his body for me to wash. I returned the favor and I showed him the same careful attention he showed me. I started with his back and went all the way down. I rubbed his bottom and his body tingled. I asked, "You okay?" He sighed, "No. It's just that your hands feel so damn good on my skin. I turned around Cameron's body and he looked at me as my hands soaped up his chest, his shoulders and then on down to his package. It too thought my hands felt so damn good because it started to swell and lengthen. I stroked him until he was fully hard. His hardon swayed in the air as I washed the rest of him.
We finished our mutual shower and dried off together. Cameron and I exited the bathroom naked and holding hands. We went to our respective closets and put our clothes on to start the day.
During the weeks that followed, we spent a noticeable part of our free time mutually giving each other pleasure. Sometimes we were in his bed and sometimes Cameron joined me in mine. Then there were times that Edgar would call. Sometimes it'd be Cameron as the sole participant and then there were times that I participated in the calls as well. It didn't matter if I there to participate or not, I was naked and stroking my tool.
We still found plenty of time for out studies though and did quite well. Occasionally, his folks would come by; no siblings to join them because Cameron was an only child like me. His father was a surgeon and his mother was a psychologist. After the first time meeting them, he smiled his usual sly smile and said that people often called them Heart and Soul. They were nice people. He met my parents as well and they found him a nice man.
It was late in the fall semester after Thanksgiving break as we watched a movie in the evening when Cameron asked, "I was wondering something. We've kissed each other, stroked each other and given head too. Have you ever, you know..." I looked genuinely puzzled and my roommate picked up on my confusion. He held his hands forward, palms facing each other. The distance was suggestive of the width of a waist. I was starting to guess where this was going. I was assured of what he was meaning when he started to thrust in the air.
I looked at him and said, "Giving or being on the receiving end? Answer's the same. No. Never. You?" He smiled again and said, "Well even though Edgar and I played with each other, we never did that. Well I was wondering, and it's okay if you don't want to because I don't want to ruin our friendship, but you interested?"
I was conflicted. Should I or should I not? I wondered at the thought of something being pushed in my ass or watching my dick enter his nice ebony bubble butt. The movement in my jeans was starting to become noticeable as I asked, "Top or bottom?"
With the movie turned off, he looked at the ceiling and wondered, "Good question. We can do both and see what we like. I've never done this before either. Do you want to top or bottom first?" I couldn't believe he was giving me first choice. Well considering that he was offering to try both, I declared, "I want to top" and his response was "Nice." He carried the word and said it in two syllables for emphasis.
I went to his bed as he dug into his dresser and took out a tube of tube which was still in the box. It looked like he had been preparing for this. Even though it was easily opened by one, we made it a shared task. He then took it out and we held it in our hands. Cameron then flipped open the top and gelled up my dick back and forth until it was rock hard and pointing upward.
My roommate lay upon his back with legs dangling over the side of the bed. I approached him and he raised his legs to present himself to me. I got into position and held onto his waist for support. I looked down so that I could see everything. I poked his hole with my prick and at first it wasn't allowing me entrance. I tried again and again. Slowly he opened himself to me and I saw my dick sliding inward beneath his dark plump nutsack. New sensations were being flooded into my brain. I could feel Camerson's ass muscles stretch and contort around my manhood, milking it.
My roommate's face was a mix of discomfort and delight as it looked up at me. Once I was accustomed to the strange feelings my dick and I felt, I started plowing away. It was quite a thrill. I held onto his rear and leaned inward to kiss him. We passionately kissed as I continued fucking him and my balls slapped against him.
Cameron then repositioned himself and now his back faced me. I held onto his bottom as I quickened my pace and he mewled in pleasure. Again, I was thankful for the soundproof walls. My senses told me that at the pace I wasn't going to hold back any more. I moaned and moaned then before I knew it, my cock was spewing my potent Korean seeds up Cameron's ass.
Spent, I lay across his back so that we could take a breather. I whispered into Cameron's ear and asked, "How did it feel?" He looked back at me and smiled, "Un-fucking believable. You have no idea what you're in store for."
To my roommate, I submitted my body. He gently nudged me to lie down on my stomach on his bed. He then placed the pillows beneath my head. With his hands he caressed my back. Once he reached my ass, he massaged my buttocks. Cameron reached under and gently pulled my rear into the air to so he could hit his goal better. His got his pole rigid and slick. He held me the left side of me with his hand and with his right, he guided himself in. His tool was more or less as long as mine so we would have to measure to see who was actually longer, but his was definitely wider.
I felt Cameron's head prod my hole to get it to open. Breathing slowly, I opened myself to him. It was uncomfortable because I was a virgin same as Cameron used to be. Inch by inch he entered me until I felt his pubes against my bare skin. Once fully inside me, his right hand went to the right side of my waist. With my waist securely clamped in his wide hands, he propelled himself in and out with such determination.
My roommate plowed vigorously and then he twisted us around. He sat in his green bean bag chair and took my body along with his. Sitting on his hard prong, my body was bouncing up and down on it as he pushed himself in me. Cameron caressed my ears and then my nipples. He clutched my head then and pulled it towards his and he kissed me probing my mouth with his tongue.
"Oh, I'm gonna burst" he moaned. My reply was simply, "Shoot it roomie." Cameron flexed his hips burying his manhood deep inside me. I felt it swell and then pulsate filling me with his hot African jizz. It was a sensation like no other. After he softened and his dick left my body, he got under the sheets with me and we fell blissfully asleep.
The rest of the semester past without much problem as did Spring Semester. We loved spending time with each other so much that we stayed roommates the following year.
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