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My roommate George was a very cool guy. We had never met before we got to college, but we had talked through the summer and even FaceTimed a couple of times to make plans for our freshman year. When we got to school in the fall, we became fast friends. He was very different from me, but that didn't seem to matter. He was a jock in high school, playing football and wrestling, but he didn't continue his athletics at college, just worked out a lot. He was muscular but not crazy, a few inches taller than me and outweighing me by 30 pounds at least. His blond curly hair covered a bright face with an infectious smile. I'd seen him naked many times, and his dick was average soft with extra skin and loose balls in a smooth sac. I'd seen him hard several times in the morning after he woke up with morning wood, and it looked very respectable covered in his boxers.
We got along great and did things together socially many times. After I came out to myself early in our freshman year, he was the first person I told. He took it great and never changed the way he acted around me. I knew he was straight and off limits and never wanted to make him uncomfortable in his own home. I had brought guys home to the dorm a few times, but only when I knew he'd be gone, the same he did with me and hosting chicks.
We had talked many times about sex. I mean we were freshmen in college - who doesn't? He'd asked questions about what it's like to have gay sex and topping vs. bottoming. Stuff like that that most straight guys are curious about. I had never suspected his curiosity was anything more than that, but one night I came home after getting railed by a frat guy, and he helped me get to bed. I woke up a little bit later and discovered he had jacked off and blasted his load over my ass and back. I began to wonder what all that meant. I know sexuality is fluid, and the old binary gay / straight designations were long out of favor, replaced with a model that saw sexuality as a spectrum that changes from minute to minute and day to day, for many people.
We didn't really have the opportunity to talk about it, and I didn't really know how to bring it up. I was blasted drunk when I got home that night and knew he thought I was passed out, so I didn't see a way to just bring it up, until he invited me to his family's lake house for the weekend a few weeks later. We both had a relatively free weekend from major projects, so it was a perfect weekend to get away and enjoy the fresh air in the country.
That Friday, we loaded up his Cherokee and headed up the mountains to his house. His parents let him use it whenever he wanted, and they weren't staying there that weekend, but may stop by to say hello. We'd met many times, and they acted like second parents to me at school - taking me to dinner when they visited and sending us care packages to share. They knew I came out and were also very supportive, even giving me resources for counseling and therapy if I felt like I needed that. They were great, but it was nice to know we were going to have the house to ourselves for the whole weekend.
When we got there, we turned the house on and brought our stuff in. They had a whole process for getting the house ready to inhabit for the weekend - turning on electricity, the HVAC, water heater, getting the hot tub ready. Lots of stuff. So when we were done with that, it was later than we planned on, so we put a pizza in the oven and got in the hottub with some beers. It felt amazing, and we relaxed under the starry night sky with the warm water and beer keeping us cozy.
We were chatting about lots of things, and after a couple of beers, the conversation flowed better than normal. He brought up the night with Colin and asked if I had fun, because "it sure seemed like it" with the condition I was in when I got home.
"Yeah, it was a great night. Colin is super cool and treated me right. We've talked about dating, but right now we seem to be happy doing the dinner and sex thing, which I'm perfectly happy with."
"That's so cool! I'm glad you've met someone and had fun. You deserve it."
"Thanks. How about you? You seemed to be having a nice time with that girl at the party. Anything there?"
"Nah. We danced and made out some, but I went home alone, and we've not really talked since then."
"Oh, that explains it..."
"What do you mean?"
I didn't realize I said that out loud. Damn. "Um, yeah, I thought I felt you cum on me that night, and if you had blue balls from the chick, you needed to get off. My sweet ass must've been the trigger you needed!" I laughed and he blushed, but admitted that he did.
"Dude, your ass looked so hot that night. You had cum all over your crack and legs when you got undressed that night, and even had it drying in your hair. It was just too much, and I had to crank one out. I didn't think you would notice that I added to the collection you had."
"HA! I woke up just as you were turning off the light, and I felt your cum drying on my back. I just went back to sleep and enjoyed the feeling. I knew we'd get the chance to talk about it some time. A little curious, are we?"
He blushed and said he wasn't sure. "You seem to enjoy it, so it must be pretty cool. I don't think I'm gay - I don't have romantic feelings toward guys, but I notice things that are sexy and sometimes get turned on by them, like your sexy ass covered in cum!"
We talked more and drank more until it was time to go to bed. We had separate bedrooms with king-sized beds, which was such a great luxury compared to our cramped single beds in our dorm, so I flopped down in my bed and quickly fell asleep.
I woke the next morning to the smell of bacon, so I went out to the kitchen and saw George cooking in his boxers and a cute frilly apron. It said "Kiss the Cook" on it, so I blew him a dramatic kiss and got a cup of coffee from the pot he had brewed and sat at the bar to watch him. We ate breakfast and discussed what we wanted to do for the day. They have a motor boat and a small row boat for fishing, so we decided to take the row boat out and just play on the lake some. It was a smallish lake that wasn't great for skiing, so the motor boat didn't make sense, with just the two of us.
George worked the oars while I baited the hooks and got us ready to fish. We found a neat little alcove and dropped the anchor, casting our hooks into the water and working them to try to catch dinner. We didn't have great luck, only catching a few small fish that we put back. It got kinda boring, so George broke out the drinks he made and poured us each one. He gave me one of his patented smiles then he started goofing off in the boat, standing up and dancing around some. He grabbed my hands to get me to join him, so we started dancing together, rocking the boat like crazy and generally acting like fools. There weren't any other boats near us on the lake that we could see, so I didn't think anything of it when I dropped my shorts and danced in the boat naked, my soft dick flopping around all over the place. I spun around and twerked the best I could, flexing my ass and spreading my cheeks to show off my tight hole. I stayed bent in the middle shaking my ass, and George came up behind me and rubbed his crotch on my butt, dancing against me maybe a little too aggressively, because it caused me to lurch forward and to one side, which tipped the boat over, sending us and our gear into the lake. The water was cold and too deep to stand, so we gathered what we could and threw it into the boat then towed it to the shore. We got up on the sand and collapsed on the shore, me on my stomach trying to catch my breath.
I laid there for a few minutes and got my breathing back to normal, trying to dry in the sun, when I felt movement and then George on top of me, laying fully over me. He reached up and intertwined his fingers with mine then leaned down and started kissing my neck and nibbling at my ear, which drives me wild. I tried to raise my butt up to him, but his weight didn't allow me much movement. He started to hump into my butt though, pushing me down into the sand on the shore underneath me. He was still clothed, but I could feel his hard on against my butt cheek as he humped into me. I turned my head and reached up to kiss him on the mouth, which seemed to spur him on, since he grabbed me and flipped me over onto my back and brought my knees up to my chest, bending me in half and humping against my taint. I reached down and tried to pull his shorts off, but I wasn't having any luck, so he got up and dropped his shorts, showing me his hard on uncovered for the first time. It was about 7.5 inches and thick, with a slight curve to the left. He had extra skin, but he was circumcised.
I gave him a hungry look and bit my lip, and he dropped back down between my legs and pushed my knees back up to my shoulders, this time rubbing his hard on against my taint, searching out my hole.
"Lube! Use some spit to help." I asked, and he spit on his hand and rubbed his dick with it before searching again.
He found it, and I relaxed as he tried to push in. He wasn't pushing very hard and wasn't making any progress. I put my hands on his ass and told him to push harder, that I could take it. He started to push harder and harder until he popped in and went about â..." of the way.
"Oh fuck! You're so tight!" He held still for a moment while I adjusted, then, when I started to push on his ass again, he pushed further and further into me until he bottomed out with his pubes rubbing against my taint.
"Fuck, Drew! I never knew it was like this! You're so much tighter and warmer than a pussy."
"It's still a pussy! Just a little different. You use it the same way, only you can be a little rougher with me, if you want."
"Yeah? Like how rough?"
"As rough as you want. I like it no matter how easy or rough you need to be. Just use my boy pussy to get off."
"How about you? Want me to like jack you or anything?"
"Nah, you getting off gets me off. I'll be fine!"
"Fuck me, this is so hot. Mind if I start to fuck you?" He had been just holding it in fully, and my ass was more than ready to feel him go in and out.
"Fuck yes!"
His dick felt amazing as he sawed in and out of my ass, his balls slapping against me with each thrust inside. He started to go a little faster and get a little more firm, and I was moaning like crazy. He got up to full speed and was really going at it, fucking me harder than he has probably ever fucked before, and I could tell that he was getting close. I didn't want this to end so quickly, so I pushed on his chest and he slowed down until he then stopped fully inside me.
"Dude, this feels amazing. I don't want it to end! Wanna change positions?"
"Sure? What did you have in mind?"
"Just lay back and let me do the work."
I pushed him off me and he tumbled back and was laying flat on the shore, and I got up on my knees and crawled over to him and worked my way up his body, kissing my way up his legs, stopping to kiss his balls and lick up the shaft of his dick a few times, before going on up until we were face to face. I looked in his eyes, and that fucking sparkle was there, and I couldn't resist kissing him, which turned into a full-on make out session with me on top of him, his arms wrapped around me.
I brought my knees up next to his body until my ass was over his groin and his hard dick was rubbing my taint. It was still wet, and I was still lubed up well, so I reached back and brought the tip of his dick up against my hole, then I relaxed and dropped down, taking him back inside. I rested with him fully inside me, continuing to kiss him deeply, now with tongue, before I started to raise up and lower myself, fucking myself on his hard cock.
He relaxed and laid there while I did all the work, my hard on flopping up and down between us and smearing us both with my precum. I kept bouncing on his dick, loving the feel of his steel hard shaft stretching my hole and spearing me deep in my guts. I could feel my orgasm begin to rise inside me, so I dropped down on him and held still. He looked up at me with a slight question on his face.
"I don't want this to end yet."
So I got off of him and laid down on the shore on my tummy, raising my ass slightly and spreading my legs for him. He took the bait and crawled over to me, kissed my ass cheeks then pushed his dick down and aimed at my hole before dropping down on my back and spearing me with his cock. He then took to fucking me hard, using his body weight to slam into me, driving my dick into the sand underneath me. He grabbed my hands and interlaced his fingers with mine, his toes digging into the sand to get traction as he raised the effort of his fucks to a near frenzy, moaning into my ear and kissing my neck as he continued his assault on my hole. I was flexing my ass like crazy to keep it nice and tight for him, and the stimulation of his shaft running through my sphincter was driving me crazy. His body weight drops against my back were pushing me into the ground, rubbing my dick in the sand, which was bringing me closer to orgasm. I didn't want it to stop this time, so I rode the wave as my orgasm wrecked my body, sending waves of convulsions all over, causing my muscles to contract with each spasm as I shot my cum into the sand. The tightening of my ass on George's dick drove him close to the edge.
"Dude. I'm close. Can I cum in you?"
"Fuck yes. Breed my ass, George. Fill me up with your load."
That pushed him over the edge, and he dropped down into me one last time and shot his load deep inside my ass. The waves of his orgasm rang through my ass, and I could feel each pulse as he shot into me.
We laid on the beach for a few more moments, just enjoying the touch of each other's body joined in the most intimate act we could experience together. He was kissing my ear and whispering how amazing that felt before we decided to get up. We both ran into the lake and washed off the sand and sweat, me releasing his cum from my abused hole into the water. We splashed and wrestled for a few moments before getting dressed again and getting back into the boat. George rowed us back to the house while I relaxed on the seat.
Once we got back to the lake house, we went inside and surveyed our options for dinner, since we didn't manage to catch anything. We found some burgers and things to go along with it, so we grilled out and enjoyed the setting sun on the dock of the lake. He told me how amazing that was and how much he enjoyed it. He had no idea it could be that good. I just basked in the glow of his adoration and the memory of his dick drilling me on the beach.
We fucked more that weekend. In the bed, on the couch, in the kitchen, on the dock at night. I loved his dick in me, and he seemed to really like my ass. He told me he thought he still liked girls, but that he loved the options and would love to keep our fun going when we got back to school.
And we did!
Thanks! Let me know want you thought! Drew (writer.drew@proton.me)