Date: Sun, 6 Sep 2020 16:17:42 +0000 From: Mike Smith Subject: My Roommate Sean 1 (bisexual/college) This may or may not have happened a few years ago; I'll let you decide. Regardless, the memory/story continues to gets a rise out of me to this very day, so I thought I'd share it with the Nifty readers in hopes of getting the same kind of reaction from you. Let me know if that mission was accomplished. ---------- So there I was, lying in bed naked, a couple of pillows behind my head, laptop on my stomach, eardbuds in, watching porn and, of course, jacking off. Just another Thursday morning -- or any morning for that matter. I really enjoy the mornings, my roommate Sean is in class, and I have all the time to leisurely stroke my cock to an internet filled with arousing material. I find myself attracted to sensual and audible sex scenes, and drawn, lately and more specifically, to MMF and group activity. On this particular Thursday, I was enjoying a full-length feature video, with a good mix of straight and bi scenes, and every scene was hot! It was a constant edging game, jacking, then stopping, then slowly stroking, then repeating the process -- it felt so good, I wanted to keep the feeling going. Oh, shit! I grabbed the sheet and drew it up quickly to hide my hard cock; Sean had entered my room! "What the fuck?!" I yelled, and then stammered, "Uh, sorry about that," as I tried to adjust myself and close the laptop. "No, I'm sorry," Sean said, "I should have hollered out or something when I came home." I just stared at him, trying to figure a way out of this really awkward situation. Not that we had been shy or modest around each other in the apartment, but this was at an entirely different level. He broke the silence. "I really am sorry, man. But dude, it's not like it's something we don't all do -- sometimes several times a day!" He was smiling and trying to make a joke of it, so I started to relax a bit. "Ummm, and since I'm here, and obviously you're watching something very, uh... stimulating, mind if I check it out? You know, sort of as a review, for future reference." Now, again, it's not like we hadn't talked about girls and sex, but we hadn't done anything like watching any porn together, so this was definitely a new turn; but what else was I going to do but show him what I had been watching? Hopefully he'd take note, begin to feel a bit uncomfortable, and then get the hell out of my room so I could deal with the situation at hand. I readjusted myself, pulled out the earbuds from the laptop and then opened it to a scene involving two beautiful women in bed, one writhing on her back, with her hands on her friend's head as her friend licked her pussy and tongue-fucked her asshole. My words are not doing the scene justice, but you can imagine how stimulating it was. For only a few minutes was I conscious of Sean's presence, but soon got caught up in the action on the screen. Sean broke that reverie with a whispered exclamation of, "Holy shit, that's hot!" It was then that I noticed he was subtly rubbing his hardening cock through his jeans, and for a moment I was transfixed watching him do that. I looked up to him to answer with a, "Yah it is," only to see him staring right back at me. Shit! Caught again!! But he just smiled and went back to watching the video. By this time, the women had swapped places and moaning was a bit louder. Emboldened by Sean's movements, I resumed my furtive stroking with a little more rigor. Not much later, one of the women's boyfriends entered the scene and began fucking her as she continued to eat out her girlfriend. At this point, I had pretty much been ignoring Sean, except from time to time to catch sideways glances at his crotch, which was getting noticeably larger, as he continued to rub up and down its length. Watching him was making me even more excited and my cock seemed to be harder than I ever remember. And I caught him checking me out - watching me, as I rhythmically slid my hand up and down my shaft under the sheet. "Fuck it dude, I hope you don't mind," he said as he pulled down his zipper and pulled out his cock -- a massive hunk of circumcised meat. I was amazed at its size, and outright gaped as he pulled on it, producing a huge drop of pre-cum that just hung there for a moment before he wiped it around the head. Holy fuck. "C'mon man, might as well free yourself up too," as he reached down and pulled the sheet back revealing my rock-hard cock that I was continuing to stroke. "Better, right?" "Yah," I answered, not really knowing what else to say. For a moment we both just continued to jack off, staring at each other's cock. Sean brought us back to the porn by exclaiming, "Whoa, look at that," as now there were two men fucking the girls doggie-style, facing each other as the girls were kissing each other. It was a hot scene for sure, but not as hot as watching my roommate, who had by now unbuckled his belt and had let his jeans drop to his knees, stroke his cock. Back and forth, sometimes slowly, sometimes a little faster. I had forgotten about the video and just watched. And he was looking right at me! He smiled, and began to put on a bit of a show, stroke, stroke, change grip, massage head, back to stroking. Very. Slow. Stroking. "Your turn," he suddenly said, "show me what you got," and stopped jacking. "Sure, why the fuck not," I thought, "I'm living out a real-life porn." I pushed the laptop off of me and over to the side, where we could both see the action, should we choose to do so. I looked up at Sean, and he was grinning, "C'mon dude, show me your best technique," he encouraged. Not that I needed encouragement at this point. As I began to go at it, jerking my cock, combining some of his earlier movements with my own, using two hands, massaging my balls. Sean had resumed his jacking with renewed enthusiasm, and was, from time to time, adding a little verbal encouragement, which turned me on to the point where I was nearly ready to blow. As I was putting on this masturbation show for my roommate, I was watching him, put on one for me. Then he stopped. He stopped and grabbed the base of his cock and slowly slid his hand forward, bringing forth a massive drop of pre-cum that started its slow stringy decent towards the floor. That is, until he caught it on the tips of two fingers. Then he slowly, deliberately, brought them up to his lips. As he looked me right in the eyes, he stuck out his tongue and licked the cum from them, and then sucked the tips of each finger. Holy fuckin' fuck. "Haven't you tasted your own cum before?" he asked. Of course I had -- I suppose every guy does as some point -- but I shook my head no. "Well, it's about time then," as he reached over and wrapped his hand around mine. He -- we - then did the same slow, firm, milking stroke from the base of my cock upward toward the tip, producing a huge drop of pre-cum that he collected on his thumb. And then, oh my god, he brought his thumb up to my face, smearing some of it on my lips. "Open up." And, looking into his eyes, I did, sucking his thumb into my mouth. I'm sure it was just a moment, but it seemed much longer. "Not too bad, huh?" he said withdrawing his thumb, and I nodded in the affirmative. Fuck! I couldn't believe this was happening! He then went back to jacking-off as if nothing had happened, and of course I was right there with him, matching him stroke for stroke. "You know, that got me to thinking," Sean said. Stroke, stroke, stroke. "I wonder what yours tastes like, you know, compared to mine." Stroke, stroke, stroke. "Do you mind?" he asked, and, not waiting for an answer, he reached for my cock, and again, wrapping his hand around mine, he repeated the milking stroke and again retrieved a copious amount of pre-cum on his thumb. This time however, he brought his thumb to his lips and made a great show of opening his mouth and putting the cum on the tip of his tongue, and then sucking his thumb clean, even twisting his hand a bit as he slowly withdrew it. "Hmmm, it actually tastes pretty much the same." He continued to stroke his cock, as I did mine. "Want to try mine?" I unconsciously licked my lips, which was all the invitation Sean needed. But instead of wiping off some pre-cum, he moved closer to me. Holy fuckin' shit! That monster cock was coming closer and closer to my face! Sean took full advantage of how I was lying on the bed and stepped up so that his cock was level with my face, and only an inch or so away. My head was swimming. Really? Was this about to happen? Watching it in a video or even fantasizing about it is one thing, but in reality? Sean must have sensed my apprehension. He stroked out a big drop of cum -- so close I could smell it -- and promptly wiped it up and put it into his mouth, taking some time to suck on his thumb while looking directly at me. "Hmmm, so good." Stroke. Stroke. "You really need to taste it for yourself. Just stick your tongue out, I'll lay a drop on it, that's all." What the actual fuck?! I stuck my tongue out. He stroked his cock. "Hold on, let me get a good one for you," he said, as he continued to slowly stroke his meat. Twice, three, four times. "Oh, here's a good one," as he gently laid the tip of his cock on my tongue, smearing the giant glob of cum onto it. He withdrew a step and I brought my tongue in, trying to savor the taste of his cum. The taste was slightly different, and somewhat sweeter than mine, I thought. He turned and grabbed my cock again, and I withdrew my hand as he slowly pumped me. When he got the desired amount of sum at the tip, he bent over and slowly licked it off. He smacked his lips. "hmmm." he quietly said, as he resumed jacking me. And then, he did it. He took the tip of my cock into his mouth. Unfuckingbelievable! He moaned, and then slid a little further down the shaft. Back up and slowly off. Sean turned and looked at me. "Want me to stop?" "No" was all I could say, and it came out as a choked whisper. He turned his attention back to my cock. He slowly began a rhythmic bobbing up and down, going down the shaft a little further each time. Holy fuck was this hot! I unconsciously started to thrust my hips up a bit and jammed him up pretty good, causing him to gag and come up for air. But he didn't say anything and went back to sucking my cock even more vigorously. The feeling was unbelievable. Here was my roommate blowing me, and doing a damn good job of it! I was now nearing the point of no return. "Fuck dude, I'm getting close," which only seemed to spur him on. "Oh fuck, I'm, I'm gonna cum!" I gasped through clenched teeth. I thought for sure he'd pull off, but he didn't. "Unghhh." Grunt. "Unghhh!" Grunt. "Ahhhhh!" I yelled as I shot load after load of hot cum into his mouth. It seemed like I was cumming forever. As I started to recover, I looked down to see Sean looking right back at me, finally letting my cock slip out of his mouth, with a dribble of cum escaping his lips. "Dude..." I didn't know what else to day. "I couldn't help myself," Sean said with a big cummy grin, "I had to go for it." He got up off the bed, and stood there looking at me, with that monster cock of his leaking cum. He took a step closer, with it just inches from my face. "Care to help a brother out?" Right then, there was nothing else more I wanted to do. He brought his cock closer to my face, and I turned my head slightly, my mouth automatically opened as the head touched my lips. "Ohhh" he cooed, "that's it bro, just like that." At that moment, all I could think of was to give to my roommate what he had given me. I don't know what came over me. I didn't want to just suck his cock, I wanted to devour it. I didn't want to just return the favor, I wanted to please him in such a way that he would cum like never before. I wanted his come on in my mouth, down my throat. Taste him, swallow him. Fuck, I was so fucking turned on! By now I was trying to stuff as much of his meat down my throat that I was beginning to gag on it. Sean took control by grabbing my head with both hands, stopping me from my awkwardly enthusiastic bobbing. And then he began to slowly fuck, my, face. "That's it bro. Just take a little at a time. Just a little more of your roommate's cock with each stroke." His verbal encouragement made things even hotter -- my cock seemed to be even harder than before, and I was jerking it like a madman. "Oh dude, so you like sucking my cock? Your roommate's cock?" I could only moan an approval. "Well, you're doing real good. Have you ever done this before, Mike? Have you ever sucked another guy off?" I tried to shake my head no, as he continued to saw his cock in an out of my mouth. He released my head and withdrew from my mouth. "Why don't you get more comfortable?" as he helped me out of bed, and guided me to my knees. "Oh, that's much better, you can get more of my cock down your throat," as he once again began to fuck my throat. I would have never guessed this kind of talk would have had the effect on me that it was having. "I love watching you jack-off as you suck me off," Sean said. He then released my head and put his arms behind his back. "Look as me while you suck my cock," he instructed. I looked up, and he had that crazy smile. "This feels so good. Your mouth feels so good on my cock. Oh fuck, dude., so good." I'm not sure how long exactly I bobbed up and down on his cock, and it didn't matter, as far as I was concerned. I was pleasuring him and that's all that mattered. But soon enough, "Dude, I'm getting close, real close," and I could sense it - feel it. I redoubled my rookie cocksucking efforts. Sean reached down and began to jack himself as tried to continue sucking him; hand hitting my lips as we both worked toward his release. "Oh fuck, Mike, I'm gonna cum, oh FUCK!" and he pushed me off his cock as he jacked faster and faster then began spraying cum everywhere... in my hair, on my face, in my wide open mouth, and all over my chest. "Fuck, fuck. Oh fuck...." He just kept cumming. I'd only seen that amount of cum in videos. It was incredible. And that's when I came again. Catching his breath, Sean could only muster a "Fuck yah, dude!" as he continued to milk his meat, and as I shot on his feet and all over the floor. Sean just stood there as I sat back on my haunches, and we looked at each other. The bedroom was filled with heavy breathing and the smell of sweat and cum, and we both still had raging hard-ons. What the actual fuck just happened? Perhaps more to follow.