Dorm Room Discovery

In Nifty Gay Stories |

It was the first time for me away from home. I had never been very far from my family, and had never spent any length of time away from home. It an adventure, and it was in a way, kind of scary, too. I loved the feeling of freedom and independence, but the lack of familiar surroundings was unsettling.

I had dated a few girls in my hometown, but there was no interest there in me for them. I knew I was gay, and I didn’t know exactly what to do about it. There were no gay areas of my town, no gay bars, no pick up areas, and no adult books stores, as far as I knew.

If anyone gay lived there other than myself, I had no idea who they were or how to find them. I suspected that they had moved away, or kept their secret tightly secured behind closed doors. For me, that would be the best thing to do, since our town was small, and everyone literally knew everyone else.

And, there were the usual words, whispered, mocking, and desultory, about sexual preferences other than straight, heterosexual relationships. It would not be a pleasant town in which to open up and say, “Hey, I’m gay!”

But the college dorm was different. My roommate, Howard, could possibly have been gay. I knew that he had checked out my crotch a couple of times, and I had yet to see him strike up a conversation with anyone about females. There were other clues, too. The way he looked at me with his big, blue eyes, the way his gaze traveled up and down my body. And, sometimes, his conversation drifted toward sex, but never, ever did he mention that he had done it with a girl.

I got back to the dorm room late one night from a party, wherein nothing was happening that interested me. I was too young to drink, and the rules were strictly enforced. The girls there didn’t interest me. There was virtually nothing to do at the party. There were a few guys there, though, that looked at me more than once, and I rather enjoyed the attention. But, they seemed to have each other, and they soon disappeared.

Feeling rather alone and frustrated, I left the party, and headed back to the dorm room. I knew that Howard wasn’t at the party. I didn’t know whether he was in the room or whether he was at some function or other. It was after midnight, though, and I pretty much figured he must have gotten back by the time I left the party.

I opened the dorm room with my key, and found a tiny lamp on beside Howard’s bed. An opened book lay on the night stand. Howard was in his bed. Oh, boy, was he in his bed!

I noticed, right away, that Howard had kicked off the sheets. I could see his pectoral muscles, his dark brown nipples, his flat, muscular tummy, and the little line of fine, downy brown hairs that began at his navel and traveled all the way down to the band of his boxers.

But, beneath that, the slit to his boxers was open, and I could see a length of his hard cock about two inches long. The rest of it was visible, though, as a large, tubular bulge running from the shape of his balls to the band of his boxers. I could feel my cock jump in my pants. I had never expected to see such an inviting sight.

I was suddenly frightened. I knew what I wanted to do, but I had no idea how Howard was going to react. Overcoming my fears, and tossing out of my mind any of the consequences, I took a few steps toward Howard’s bed.

I lay on his bed beside him; there was damn near not enough room for the both of us. I leaned forward, and very, very gently flicked out my tongue, moving it across the exposed part of his hard cock. It was warm and velvety smooth to the touch of my tongue. I pressed gently against one vein sticking out, running my tongue along the length of it.

Howard moved, thrusting his hips toward me slightly, and I opened my mouth, running my open lips along the exposed part of his shaft. Hell, I thought, I had gone that far. I was scared shitless, with thoughts of being expelled in shame, all kinds of nasty things running through my head. But, I was too far gone to care. I had done this much, and now, I wanted to do more.

I reached inside the slit of his boxers and pulled his cock out very carefully. It was a bit of heaven for me, seeing his hard, throbbing cock in my hand, holding it, feeling the hot, smooth skin.

I sucked it into my mouth, running my tongue around the head, and then, sucked it deep in my mouth, as far as I could take it. I opened the slit in his boxers a little farther, and cupped his hairless balls in my hand.

I began to move up and down on his hard cock, loving it, and then, got the shock of my life. His hands suddenly moved to the back of my head, holding my head against his crotch.

“Yeah,” he whispered, “Yeah, Tom, suck me.”

He thrust upward with his hips again, then time, shoving his cock all the way into my mouth, gagging me with the bulbous head of it. I pulled his balls out of his boxers then, cupping them, massaging them gently.

He pulled my head away from his cock, and it slid out of my mouth with an audible popping sound. He reached down and pulled his boxers off and kicked them away.

He looked at me, bleary-eyed. “Take off your pants, Tom,” he said.

I climbed off the bed and stood, peeling my shirt off, then my pants. My cock made a huge tent out of my briefs, and Howard reached over and ran his fingers along the length of the shaft. His touch, even through the fabric, sent electric chills through me.

I peeled my briefs off, my cock jutting straight up and away from me. Howard grabbed my hips, and sitting up completely in the bed, pulled me toward his face. He buried his face in my crotch, and I felt his tongue move to my balls. I could feel him lift them with his tongue, licking them, hefting them.

He moved slowly up my cock with his tongue, moving wildly back and forth across my hard shaft. He reached the head of it, and reached out with one hand and guided it toward his mouth. His tongue touched the head of my cock, and he pulled it back slowly, letting me watch him slowly lick the silvery strand of precum from the head of my cock. He looked up at me, and I looked down into his baby blue eyes.

Then he opened his mouth wide, and went down all the way on my cock. I watched his short, brown hair on the top of his head as he moved his mouth onto my throbbing dick.

I could feel his tongue moving around, could feel the head of my cock at the back of his throat. I was going to cum soon, I knew, and I pulled away from him. My cock was throbbing wildly, like I was going to cum any second. I didn’t want to cum right away. I wanted this to last at least a little longer.

I climbed on the bed beside him, my face in his crotch, my cock and balls lying across his face. I took his cock in my mouth the same time he did mine. We began a mutual up and down motion, and I could feel his balls tighten in my hand. He thrust his hips upward, and his cock seemed to jerk, and the back of my throat was filled with hot, salty cum. I swallowed and swallowed, but still, it felt as if his cock would never stop shooting.

I came right afterward, my balls tightening against my body as my legs jerked and quivered. My cock virtually exploded at the back of his throat, and I shot about ten times before I was done.

I swallowed the cum in my mouth, continuing to suck on him. He didn’t lose his hard on. It stayed just as hard as it had been when I first found it.

“You want to try something else?” I asked softly.

He looked at me with those big blue eyes of his. “Sure,” he said.

I moved my cock away from his mouth. I spat in my hand, and not knowing exactly how to do it, I lubed his cock with my spit. I moved my ass over his cock, and carefully pressed it against my ass hole, straddling him, facing him. Lowering myself slowly, I could feel the bulbous head penetrate me amidst a great deal of pain. I cried out a little whimper, but continued to lower myself.

“Hot damn, Tom,” moaned Howard. “You have a tight fucking ass.”

I lowered myself all the way down onto his hard cock, then lifted myself up again. I could feel his cock press against my prostate, and the intense pain turned into extreme pleasure all at once.

I began to move up and down on him faster and faster, my hard cock slapping him in the belly with every downward movement. Then, my cock suddenly jerked, and I sprayed him with gobs of hot, clear cum. It shot out and hit him in the chest, in the belly, flying all over.

His dick jerked inside me. Suddenly, the jerking cock was flooding my ass with hot liquid, and he groaned. He had cum inside me, and the feeling of his throbbing cock was driving me nuts. I shot one final load high in the air, and it landed on his chin.

Spent, I leaned forward, my face against his. His cock was still buried in my ass, and I could feel my sticky cum beneath me as I lay atop him.

I moved my face, looking at him. He was staring right into my eyes.

He flicked out his tongue and licked my lips, and I opened my mouth. I sucked his tongue into my mouth. I had never imagined such a pleasure was possible.

Howard slowly moved me off him, and before long, he was positioned above me.

“Cum again?” he asked softly.

I nodded. He lowered himself on my throbbing dick, and for the first time, I experienced what it was like to really fuck a guy in the ass. We took our time, with Howard moving very, very slowly on top of me. I loved it. I never knew such a thing was possible, though I knew I had wanted to do it for a long, long time. And, we did a repeat performance. This time, though, we stayed that way for what seemed like nearly an hour. After such a long time of being hard, my balls positively ached, moving up into my body, when I finally came.

He pulled off me slowly as my cock began to shrink. We didn’t even bother to clean up the cum or anything. I rather liked it.

Howard leaned over and flipped off the light, and we both lay on the tiny dorm cot, our arms entangled as we lay there and cuddled one another. We were going to have to find a way to get a bigger bed, or move the beds together, I thought. But, as it turned out, we never did. We just played it by ear.