I had been at college for about two weeks and had yet to get any action, not that I expected it to come easily. Being gay and not knowing many people made hooking up especially difficult.
"Jake?" I heard from behind. I was studying in the library and did not expect to see the face I turned around to. Michael Davies, who had been a year ahead of me in high school, stood before me. He was always involved in sports and still looked very hot, from what I could see. "I didn't know you went here," he continued, "It's a long way from home!" He was right, I chose a school in Arizona, so as to escape the frigid temperatures of the winters back home in Montana.
"Yeah, the sound of warm sunshine was too good to resist." I replied. I wasn't really sure why he approached me. We had barely ever spoken and didn't really run in the same circles. He was a basketball/football jock, I ran a little cross country to stay in shape and spent a lot of time on our school's championship drama team. I was out in high school from sophomore year on, and even though I was just as normal as the rest of them, the other jocks didn't really take to the gay guy, as usual huh?
"I'm glad to see a familiar face," he said. Maybe that was it, it is nice to be reminded of home. "Mind if I join you?" I motioned to the empty chair across the table and he sat his stuff down and proceeded, "So how are you liking it here, meeting lots of people?"
"Not really, it's only been two weeks, plus I haven't had a chance to get out much yet."
"Well some friends and I are hosting a party tonight, you should drop by so I can introduce you to some people." I was surprised by this. Just like that, a guy I had always secretly had a hard on for, opens up and invites me over.
"Sure, I should have most of my work done soon," I said so as to not seem too excited, "Where at?"
"We actually have a house a few blocks off campus, I'll write down the info for you."
As I walked from the showers back to my room at the dorm later, I must have been visibly pumped, "What do you seem so excited about?" Asked my roomie Justin, "This is the most I've seen you do besides studying since we got here." He was right, though it had been just two weeks, I had pretty much been a shut in, not wanting to get behind right away.
"I'm actually heading to a party tonight, want to come?" I was sure Michael wouldn't mind, Justin was a basketball player as well, I was sure they'd hit it off.
"You sure it's ok? What kind of party is this?" I told him what had happened earlier and he agreed to come along. We had been speaking long before we had moved in to the dorm and actually had a lot in common, we both loved to run and he was bi. He was about 5'8 compared to my 6'0 and we both had brown hair and eyes. He was constantly walking around in his boxers, which I sure didn't mind. I was in pretty good shape as well, just not as open about it as he was.
"So did you ever hook up with this guy?" He asked on our walk over to the house.
"No, but I ran in to him in the locker rooms enough to fuel my fantasies." We both laughed. We checked out guys together, which was another perk of having a bi roomie. Justin was very easy on the eyes, he even did some modeling back home. As we approached the house, it was clear to see that this was the place to be tonight, lots of hot guys all over the place.
"Score!" Justin said as he scoped the "talent" as he liked to say. We headed in to the living room, where Michael was just tossing back a shot with some chicks, always the ladies man. He really was a great looking guy, about 6'1 175, probably all muscle, chiseled face dark hair and piercing blue eyes, total hottie!
"You made it!" He yelled over to us as he finished his shot.
"Hey Michael, this is Justin, my roomie."
"It's nice to meet you, Justin. Guys, let's go get you some shots!" He said pointing to the kitchen. Weaving through the crowd was going to prove difficult, there were so many people!
"Rumplemans fellas?" Michael said as he poured three shots, "To new experiences!" The peppermint flavored alcohol burned as it went down, but hit fast. After another shot, we all kind of ended up separating and mingling with the crowd. I didn't really see either of them until later when I was waiting in line for the bathroom.
"This way," I heard as I felt a strong hand on my lower back. I turned and saw Michael and smiled, he grinned back. He led me around the living room and through a bedroom, "This is my room, you can use my bathroom."
I thanked him for saving me from the line and went in and closed the door. Woah, I suddenly realized how drunk I was getting. After I relieved myself, I opened the door and Michael was still there, holding a joint,
"Wanna hit this?" He asked coyly.
"Hell yes!" I said. I hadn't smoked pot since a graduation party before summer and was ready to relax a little. He pushed me back in to the bathroom, closed the door and lit up the joint.
"Ahhhh, that's the stuff right there." He exhaled, along with some smoke as he passed the weed my way. I took a hit, maybe a bit much, and held it in for a second or two before slowly releasing it.
"I'm glad you came tonight Jake, you are a pretty chill guy."
"Thank you for inviting me Michael, I'm glad I ran in to you." He was so attractive! I could swear he was giving me eyes of some sort.
"So, would it be wrong of me to kiss you?" He shocked me, "I don't want to throw too much on you right now, but I don't think I can hold it in much longer." He said, inching closer my way.
"What?" I said choking on smoke. I did not expect those words to come out of his mouth.
"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said that! Oh man, please don't say anything to anyone!" He was freaking out.
I put my hands on his shoulders, "Michael, calm down, if you want to kiss me," I said as I passed the joint back to him, "then that is our business and no one elses." I was surprised at my own forwardness, and was getting aroused. He looked up at me, and leaned forward into on of the most surprisingly passionate kisses of my life. We didn't part lips for at least three minutes, his hands were all over my body, grabbing and sliding through my hair.
We came apart and just stared at each other for a moment before locking lips again, this time more restrained and intimate. He reached for my belt and undid it slowly as he kissed and licked my neck. "You are so sexy Jake, damn this feels big!" He was running his hand over my cock, which I am proud to say was just over eight inches. He dropped to his knees and in one smooth movement slid my boxers and jeans down and dove tongue first into my balls. Fuck! This could not have been his first time. I grabbed his hair as he slurped on my low hangers and licked his way up my shaft. He looked me in the eyes as he took the head of my cock into his hot mouth. Damn, I can't believe this jock stud is sucking my cock right now!
"So fucking good!" He said while working my shaft over.
"Ok, my turn," I said as I raised him to his feet. I took his jeans off so fast, and licked and gently bit his sexy abs as I hooked my thumbs in this boxer briefs and slid them down to reveal the cock I never thought I'd see. I was not disappointed. Michael had the tastiest cock I had ever seen, perfect mushroom head, oozing pre-cum over all eight inches.
"Looks like we are evenly paired," I said as I grasped his thick cock in my hand. I had fantasized about this moment and I was going to savor it. I cupped his heavy balls while licking his shaft up and down, the whole time he held my hair tightly.
"Suck my dick, please suck my dick..." Was he begging me? This just kept getting hotter! I popped the head of his cock in to my mouth and slowly worked the whole thing down to the base. "Holy...oh fu...Jake, so good!" He started bucking his hips, fucking my mouth while I deep throated his cock. I slowed his pace with my hands on his hips and pulled back to savor his salty pre-cum and give my throat a break, when he pulled his cock out of my mouth and slowly turned around and bent over the sink. I didn't need any more of a hint than that. I grasped his perfect jock ass, which smelled freshly cleaned, and started by gently licking the edges of his crack, slowly making my way to his hot hole.
"Mmmmmm," He moaned as I tongued his hole, "Eat that ass, fuck yeah!" He pushed his ass back at me and I went to town, the whole time he seemed to be in total ecstasy writhing over the sink. Who would have thought this jock would have loved to be rimmed so much? I stood up and he turned his head and kissed me hard on the mouth over his shoulder while positioning my bare cock head against his eager hole. "Go easy, it's been awhile." The jock of my dreams wanted me to fuck him, I was in heaven! I spit on my hand and rubbed it over my cock, wrapped my arm around his chest and started to push my hard rod into his tight hole. Fuck, his ass was hot! Inch by inch, my whole cock was devoured by Michael's ass.
"Shove your cock deeper!" He demanded. I obliged. I pushed my cock hard into his ass and reached around for his cock, which by this point was leaking a steady stream of jock juice. I licked and bit his neck as I started to slide in and out of his tight hole.
Michael's perfect jock ass arched back towards me, "Oh fuck me, fuck me!" He moaned loudly. I picked up the pace and started slamming in to his ass, my hands now planted on his hips, pulling him back to meet my thrusts.
"Michael, I am getting close, where do you want this load?"
"Shoot on my hole Jake." So hot! I rammed his ass a couple more times and pulled my cock out and exploded, shot after shot hitting his hot hole.
"Put it back in and fuck your load into my ass." Simple and hot. I slipped my still hard cock back in and started to work my load into Michaels ass. "Yeah Jake, just like that, work that ass over." This went on for a bit before Michael announced he was close, "Oh yeah, I'm gonna shoot!" I pulled out, spun him around and dropped to my knees just in time to catch his huge load all over my tongue and mouth, he tasted so fucking good!
We were both silent for a moment, the only sound was us trying to catch our breath.
"Wow, we should have been doing that a long long time ago." Michael said with the most adorable grin.
"Agreed," I responded, "That was one hell of a fuck!"
I grabbed a towel and started to clean up when Michael stopped me, "Just a sec." He headed through his room and down the hallway before returning. "The guys said your friend left, you want to crash here? I have a king sized bed..." I didn't want to seem too eager, but how could I say no to that face?
"I don't want to impose," I started to say.
Michael grabbed my hand and said, "YOU are not imposing, lets shower."
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