Jaime wasn't expecting it. In fact, after spending hours in the library, all he wanted to do was strip down and plop on his bed in the room he shared with Mickey.
Mickey was tall, cute, red head and liked showing off. Since the first day they moved in, he kidded Jaime, offering his erection or threatening to fuck his cherry butt, as he called it.
Jaime just smiled, said "fuck off" and took it as good natured kidding. Nudity wasn't a problem in their small room, there was no escaping it. And that pleased Jaime.
Seeing Mickey's tall lean frame, the freckles that dotted his bike riding thighs, round butt, chest and face encouraged more erections then normal. Though at his age, erections needed no encouragement.
Even while digesting facts, figures and information in the library, his attention was distracted by others there. There was the brown haired guy with glasses who wore a half length tee shirt. Each time he got up to get books or go elsewhere, Jaime watched intently while adjusting his arousal under the library table.
Then there were the two guys who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the library experience, giggling, laughing and writing notes from the piles of books they covered their table with.
Jaime imagined them as roommates, jumping on each other's bodies whenever they needed to release the sperm load or 69ing on the area carpet while others watched through the open door.
There were obvious jocks there. Their sports themed clothing or just appearance filled Jaime's head with locker room towel snapping and shower sharing hand jobs.
There was a couple, the girl studying and the boy sitting beside her pretending to be interested. Occasionally the guy would look across at Jaime who looked away. But when his eyes snuck upwards the guy was still looking and smiling.
Jaime assumed he was one of the hopefully many closeted students on campus who snuck into the arboretum at night for anonymous blowjobs or even buttfuck. He had been there too, obliging the needy and getting his own release though not totally satisfying.
The guy and girl seemed to argue a bit before getting up to leave. As Jaime glanced up the girl was already down the aisle. Her apparent boyfriend turned back and smiled again while touching his crotch then pointed at a piece of paper left on the table.
Jaime couldn't wait to get the paper. It had a phone number on it. He stuffed it into his jeans avoiding rubbing against the enlarged cockhead that bulged through the pocket cloth less he create a wet spot.
Even one of the student librarians got him aroused. "Chance" he said his name bringing the books Jaime requested. "Can' I get you anything else?" he remained, crotch leveled to Jaime's face.
"No I uh..." Jaime wasn't attracted to the stereotypical bespectacled, nerd like guy. But he was pleasant enough.
"Maybe I can get some references..." Jaime asked.
"Those are high up in the back. Few people go there. I can uh meet you there to help you find what you need" Chance offered.
"Maybe, gotta get this damn paper done" Jaime suppressed his desire to respond "now" knowing the paper was due by Tuesday. He could always come back to the library.
"You work here everyday?" He asked.
Chance blushed as he offered more promise "Every afternoon until we close at 10pm. Very few come here that late though, so anything you need will probably be here." He said and turned to leave "or in the arboretum" he added just loud enough for Jaime to hear.
He wasn't sure what there was about him that some guys recognized. Maybe it was the way he looked at them or his seemingly constant tubular enlargement.
There had been a daylight encounter with one of the guys from the pool that time. He was smooth, so smooth Jaime asked him in the locker room.
"So are you naturally like that?" He asked.
The guy looked up. "What?"
"Smooth, some swimmers, bikers and wrestlers shave I just wondered" Jaime pulled his shorts on before his half hardness became more obvious.
"Uh yea shave. Feels better in the water" the guy stood and moved his hands over his chest and down across his stomach, letting his fingers go into his wet Speedos.
"Gotcha, bet it feels nice" Jaime said pulling his tee shirt on.
"Meet you in the stadium under the bleachers" The guy bent close and whispered.
Jaime diverted his trip to the field. Runners were jogging, stretching and practicing springing around the track. Three shirtless guys were throwing Frisbees to some distaff college students.
He went under the bleachers and waited.
"Hey" he turned as the swimmer appeared...still shirtless. He wore gym shorts now, tented for action.
Jaime knelt and tasted while reaching upwards to feel the shaven smooth skin. He turned and took the guy's saliva lubricated cock, feeling it slide nicely and fill him up. There were no words then or after, only groaning, moaning, curses and pleas to a deity now and then.
Somehow they just knew. It was ok with him more and more as his freshman year progressed. High School was different, dangerous and degrading when it came to gay sex. He stifled desires and apparent flirtations in lieu of a reputation he didn't want to reveal then.
Now was different. 30,000 resident students, 10,000 day students, 3,000 faculty and staff...all kept his existence private if not anonymous.
The year was half way over. Returning from holidays there were papers to write, exams to prep for and plans for spring break to make.
He had no plans. Groups were chatting about beach destinations, party towns, desert lakes and even Mexican cities awaiting them. But Jaime wasn't sure pretending he was a horny hetro college kid was something he wanted to do.
So with all that in his head and a folder full of research he returned to his dorm room.
The door was unlocked as usual. They rarely locked it when there..and even sometimes when they weren't. There was no signal, usually a sock on the doorknob, so Jaime reached to turn it.
Now and then a sock was there, indicating Mickey wanted privacy and Jaime would return in an hour or so. Only once did Jaime put a sock on the door knob.
Adrian's was cock hungry and savored Jaime's body like a kid eating an ice cream cone for the first time. They met in the arboretum. Normally anonymous, Adrian followed Jaime from among the bushes.
"Uh sorry, I just wondered" he stammered. Jaime turned, not used to silhouetted figures who wanted to be recognized.
They talked and Adrian called.
Jaime wasn't prepared for the aggressive classmate. Adrian didn't wait to chat about what they wanted. "Will your roomie come in?" he asked.
And as soon as Jaime put the sock on the doorknob and closed the door. Adrian attacked. He wanted sex, he wanted Jaime, his tongue lashed, lapped as his fingers removed cloth until Jaime's naked body was his to lick, eat, suck, bite and fuck.
It all seemed to happen too fast but Jaime let it happen and was startled when Adrian's mouth released his sperm while shooting his own all over. Then Adrian, less aggressive but just as enthusiastic, licked the puddles and wet places on his body.
"Man you are one hot fuck" Adrian said.
Jaime didn't know what to say. He had never met anyone who wanted him like that, let alone took him like that.
"Uh Mickey might be coming back" He stammered.
Adriannodded and dressed. There was no promise of another encounter from either of them, no request for phone numbers or questions. Adrian turned and tossed the sock from the knob "see ya" he said smiling.
It felt open ended, no real satisfaction and only the memory of the guys tongue, cock, fingers and lips.
He opened the door. Mickey was sitting there naked and kneeling in front of him was another guy. Jaime recognized him as one of Mickey's lacrosse teammates, named Cary.
Jaime didn't see Cary's face at first but then reacted. It was covered with white goo, indeed sperm.
Mickey laughed and buttoned his fly. "Shit man just in time" he said
Jaime didn't know what to say, "You want me to go?" he asked tossing his books on his bed next to where Mickey sat.
Jaime couldn't help it, his cock hardened suddenly. His roommate's sperm was covering Cary's face and dripping onto his broad and smooth chest. The sight was hot as hell.
"No he's not finished, you can have what's left" Cary said "the guy just keeps coming and coming"
More then once Jaime had heard Mickey in the darkness of their room, obviously pumping his own erection, not once but throughout the night.
"Shit" Jaime said pulling his tee shirt off. His head was suddenly in a fog. He moved between them and reached for Mickey's cock. There were no words spoken as he put his mouth on the retrieved roommate dick.
He had wanted to give the guy a hand job let alone a blowjob since the first day they moved in.
Jaime licked, nibbled, swallowed and let the thickness go beyond his chock point subduing his reaction. He wanted it all.
He heard Cary and Mickey cursing, laughing and saying something. None of it mattered; he wanted his face covered with Mickey's cum just like Cary. He wanted to feel it flowing down on his bare chest rolling down his belly.
He wanted to swallow it too, taste it, and enrich his entire being with the nutritious protein.
Mickey didn't take long to oblige cursing as his penis spit out streams into Jaime's mouth and on his face.
Jaime was gasping for breath. He realized he had been as aggressive as Adrian had been to him.
"Shit man, we were fooling" Mickey said
Cary moved beside them "yea it's just lotion dude" he held up the plastic bottle, aiming it at Jaime and squeezed realizing a stream of cum like goo all over him.
"Hell man it's ok, I never knew" Mickey used his discarded tee shirt to wipe Jaime's face and chest.
Cary was still laughing. "Hell man you're one lucky son of a bitch. My roommate won't even be naked around me. You got one genuine cum eating bitch."
"Fuck off man we fooled him. We're all sick fuckers" Mickey
Cary was dressed and still laughing as he left the room. Mickey still sat there naked, holding the cum soaked shirt.
Jaime still kneeling sat back, not sure what to say, now that his roommate knew he was gay. Mickey always said gay jokes and acted like the usual straight jock.
"Shit man." Mickey said "I just uh never knew" he said.
Jaime nodded "now you do"
"Do you like getting fucked too?" Mickey asked.
Jaime looked up. Mickey was smiling. Just as importantly, his cock was rock hard again.