Organization: New Mexico State University
Warning: This story is about two consenting males having sex. If this offends you, then don't read it. If you are under 18, this is not for you. But you will get a hold of it anyways so... If you have any comments, feel free to e-mail me. Here it goes...
I met Kyle in the dorm room. I was a little nervous about meeting him since it was my first year living in the dorms. I wasn't exactly sure what he would think of me or what I would think of him. I kept thinking he would be some freak or nerd that I would have to deal with all semester long. But my paranoia was brought to a halt when I came to my room the first day.
The door was wide open and the sound of Pantera blared from inside. I walked in cautiously and saw Kyle putting up a poster on one side of the room. He didn't notice me come in the room due to the loud music coming from his stereo. I sat on the bed across from the his and watched as he smoothed out the poster against the wall.
I was impressed. He looked about 5'10" with a nice, firm build, and what seemed to be short, blonde hair under his cap. He turned around and seemed a little surprised to see me sitting behind him.
"Whoa," he mumbled. "Where did you come from?"
I stuck my hand out to shake his and smiled. "Hey, I'm Jason." He had the deepest blue eyes I had ever seen in my life. "Looks like were roomates for the semester," I said.
He shook my hand and smiled. "I'm Kyle," he replied in a deep voice. "It's good to meet ya!"
He seemed to be easygoing and didn't think we would have any problems living together. I observed the room and asked him if the bed I was seated on was mine.
"Have at it man. Put up whatever you want. I'm just trying to make the place comfortable."
"Great," I responded. "Let's get started, then."
We spent the rest of the day setting up our room. We put up posters, set up study areas, and cleaned and dusted. He supplied the stereo and I supplied the TV and VCR. We talked during all of this and got to know each other pretty well. We found we had alot in common. We both loved basketball, like the same music, and to party as much as possible. He told me he was from Chicago and came to school to major in engineering. I told him about Minnesota and how I came here to major in journalism.
He asked me if I had a girlfriend in Minnesota and I told him I did for a while, but decided it would work out because of the distance. I asked him the same and he didn't and said it was just as well. Of course, I had lied to him. I had never had a serious relationship with a girl, nor did I think I wanted to. But I didn't come to school to think about that.
It was late and we decided we had better hit the sack. Kyle was very open about taking his clothes off. Of course, I didn't mind it either. I didn't have anything to be ashamed of and neither did Kyle. He peeled off his T-shirt and dropped his shorts without even a thought. The bulge from his briefs was rather impressive and as he walked by me to the sink, the scent of sweat from his crotch caught my attention. It just about made me rock hard, but I kept it in control so it wouldn't pop through my boxers.
Kyle had a nice body. His chest was nice and firm covered with a small patch of blonde hair and strong arms and legs with a short layer of hair to cover. His ass was nice and tight and shown nicely through his white, Calvin Klein briefs.
I spent the night trying as hard as I could to fall asleep, but couldn't. The room felt like a hundred degrees even with our tiny air conditioner on. Kyle fell asleep immediately and had kicked off his covers from the heat of the room. So I spent my night staring at him and wondering what it would be like if we were together. He was turned on his side and I admired his body including his bulge which was rock hard. I could see the tip poking from elastic of his underwear. I couldn't help, but chuckle a little to myself. But I also knew what I wanted was to suck on it for awhile.
All of a sudden, Kyle's eyes opened and he looked straight at me. I freaked out and closed my eyes suddenly. I wasn't going to open them, but curiosity kept forcing me to open them. I could hear Kyle rustling around in the bed and I looked up to see what had happened.
All I saw was a huge cock in my face. Kyle looked down at me stroking himself. His balls hung right at my nose and I could smell the sweat as the tickeled my nose. I stuck them in my mouth and sucked on them gently.
My dick started poking out the hole of my boxers and Kyle obliged me by stroking mine as well. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. He stroked and stroked and I knew I would cum any second.
I could hear him saying, "Come on! Come on!" He released his cum all over my face and I could feel the warmth of it as it hit me. "Come on! Come on..."
I woke up to hear Kyle saying, "Come on! Wake up, dude." He was laughing and I looked down to see my dick poking through the opening of my boxers. I was completely embarrassed and Kyle could tell from the redness in my face. I wiped my face from the warm water Kyle had splashed on me to wake me up.
"I guess I should covered myself," I remarked.
"Don't worry about it dude. It happens to all of us. We're roomates. Were going to have to get use to it." I sat up a little ashamed. "Trust me dude, you have nothing to be ashamed of." He put his hand on my shoulder. "I'm going to hit the shower. Be out in a while." He dropped his briefs and walked naked to the bathroom. I couldn't help, but think what he meant by I didn't have anything to be ashamed of.
To be continued...