This is a story about freshmen in college. As you know guys this age can be really stupid. Read it at your own risk. You know the rules about age limits or being illegal to read this kind of stuff so if you're not supposed to, or think you would be offended don't read it. All characters in this story are played by people over 18. Proof is on file.
"Jeremy Meets My Roommates", Chapter 3
By: - Jesse Fonda
"Yea, Matt. Cum in me. I want you to."
A few moments later there was no doubt that Matt was shooting inside me. I could feel every contraction of his cock and each rope of cum he fired into me.
Later Matt got me ready again and Jeremy fucked me.
It was after 10 when I woke up. Jeremy was enjoying another good boning from Matt. I felt a little pang of jealousy at first but soon suppressed it. After all I had no claims on him. Matt was a free spirit. Free to do whatever and whoever he wanted. I lay there wondering if I had done the right thing last night, letting them fuck me.
I got up and went into the bathroom, closing and locking the pocket door. I needed a little time to come to grips with what had happened last night. I didn't want it to happen. I didn't ask for it to happen. It just happened. In a few minutes I shrugged it off. I was drunk. No one was hurt. No one was forced. It felt good at the time. There was no point worrying about it.
I unlocked the door and got in the shower, soaped up, rinsed off and got out. I was starting to shave when Jeremy went in to start his morning ritual. I had started brushing my teeth when Matt came in, put his arms around me from behind and said softly, "I thought it was great. Are you ok with it?"
"Yea," I said around the toothbrush.
He kissed my neck and went in to piss. I spit and rinsed.
I picked up my boxers from the floor, put them on and went out to make a pot of coffee.
I checked on Art and Steve but both their beds were empty.
When the coffee was done I poured a mug and went back in the bedroom. Jeremy was just finishing and I got him to help move Matt's bed back to its normal place. Then he went out to get some coffee. Matt soon finished and Jeremy got a mug of coffee for him also. We got dressed and were getting ready to leave when Steve came in. He looked like hell. His clothes were rumpled and dirty. He was rumpled and dirty and smelled awful. As if he had been sleeping in a very dirty men's room.
When we asked what the hell happened to him. He just said, "I'm fine. I just need a shower and some sleep. Just leave me alone. I'll be ok."
So, we left and headed toward the park again but walked down the main avenue to the Holiday Inn where they had an all you can eat Sunday brunch for a reasonable price. The place was pretty full of other students, some with their parents. We got a table and ate our fill. We talked for a while then had coffee and dessert.
By 1 O'clock we were done and started walking back, stopping in some of the stores and taking our time. We crossed to the park again and down to the river where we watched some of the boat races, but we couldn't see the finish line so we soon got bored. We walked around the central campus and pointed out the main buildings to Jeremy and walked through the library. Jeremy seemed more interested in pointing out cute guys. Matt offered to hook him up if he saw one he really liked, but he was more into fooling around than serious. Finally it was late afternoon and we headed back.
When we got back, Steve was asleep so I pulled his door closed and we turned the TV on. Jeremy and Matt starting fooling around and soon headed into the bedroom. I decided not to join them although they tried to get me in the mood. I just wasn't interested.
I didn't want to think about last night but I couldn't help it. I remember Matt telling me he had wanted to have sex with me since the first day we met. But I wasn't sure I believed that. Of the four of us I was the least good looking or outgoing. Art was so cute. Steve was very good looking and Matt was a hunk. I had heard it too many times from different girls to doubt it.
After a while I checked on Matt and Jeremy. They were asleep in Matt's bed. I got into my own and fell asleep.
I woke up with Matt sitting on my bed playing with my nipple. He had just kissed me on the forehead. "Time to wake up if you want to eat." He told me with a grin.
"Ah-------Matt, This isn't a very good idea." I pushed his hand away. "We should just stick to girls. I'm not sure I can do this gay stuff. I mean it happened but we were drunk. It wouldn't have if we weren't totally shit-faced. We just shouldn't let it happen again."
He looked like no one had ever refused him before. A little surprised and a little hurt, I felt bad. I didn't mean to hurt him. I just didn't want it to happen again. I wasn't really all that sorry it had happened. I just thought it was better to tell him and be sure he knew I didn't want it to happen again.
"We went out and got Chinese if you're hungry." He said stiffly as he got up and walked out.
I got up and put on the same shorts and an old Ben and Jerry's t-shirt I had picked up on the tour of their ice cream factory, and went out to the common room. Jeremy, Matt and Steve were there. Steve looked and smelled a lot better showered and in clean clothes. I got a plate and helped myself to fried rice, a spring roll, Hunan pork, General Tso's chicken, shrimp with cashews and a bottle of green tea. It was a veritable feast.
We had a great time joking and laughing. The only rough point was when Matt asked Steve what he had done last night. Steve got a scared look on his face but just said, "I got drunk and fell in some bushes." We just let it go.
Steve and I cleaned up afterwards and put everything left over in the fridge and the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and started it. Jeremy was sitting on Matt's lap in front of the TV. Steve gave them a dirty look that only I saw and announced he was going out.
They finally went to bed and I had the TV to myself. I watched Masterpiece Theatre, which I rarely got to do. Art came in towards the end, told me he had a great time with his two friends and went in to shower and sleep. When I went in, Jeremy and Matt were asleep wrapped around each other. I pulled the covers over them and went to bed.
I had a 9 AM class so made coffee, got ready and woke them the next morning.
It was a three-hour lecture and lab combo and afterwards I went to lunch with some friends. I didn't get back to the apartment until about 2:15 that afternoon.
Matt was just opening books to study at the dining table when I came in. I sat down and gave him a quizzical look. "We went to Mickey D's, Jeremy met a kid there who is off school today too. He's like 14, name's Mike. I'm guessing from the sounds that Jeremy is sticking it to him again." I heard a squeal and some giggling.
"Jesus! Matt, what are you thinking? A fucking 14-year-old?
"Calm down," Matt told me. "Mike's fine. It's not like he's a virgin. No body is raping the kid and you fucked Jeremy when he was younger than that, so just get off that holier than thou shit."
We were keeping our voices low but then Jeremy said from the bedroom, "who's next? We want some more dick."
Matt lay down with Mike. I got on my bed with Jeremy. Jeremy and I were done, showered, and getting dressed while Matt was still trying to get his big cock into Mike. About an hour later, Mike came out of the bedroom. He was naked and said, "Damn, that dude is big. I feel like my ass is gonna fall off. I've only been screwed twice before today and now I've had it 5 times but I don't think I'll try to take one that big again." As Mike turned to go back into the bedroom, I noticed some cum was running down the back of his leg.
Mike showered, got dressed and Jeremy offered him a ride home and headed home himself. Matt and I walked them to Jeremy's car. It had been a busy weekend and not all that smooth. Art and Steve were still avoiding each other. Matt and I still had issues.
We had some leftover Chinese we nuked. The tea was gone so we just had Cokes.
That night every one seemed fucked out. We all turned in early. I didn't even bother to jerk off. I just fell asleep.
I was still in a funk Friday. Being around Matt, Steve and Art was a strain. Every thing was just so fucked up. I blamed it on Jeremy, booze, buzz and my own failings as a good person. Then I tried to blame it on Matt, Art and Steve. Matt got the booze, Art started with Jeremy's ass. Steve fucked him first. My mind was just squirming with blame.
I had a hard time keeping from thinking about being in bed with Matt, especially about the sex part. It was easier to not to think about it but it kept popping up. I kept shutting it down. 'I'll think about it tomorrow,' just call me Scarlett O'Hara.
Matt produced another bottle of bourbon Friday night. Steve and Art had gone out, just another attempt at avoiding each other.
We were supposed to be studying. We were sipping on bourbon and Cokes. We took a break and watched a reality show called 'Sheer Genius' about some people doing weird haircuts. Talk about mindless shit to avoid reality?
When it ended Matt said, "You seemed to enjoy it. Why are you trying to avoid that pleasure? What are you really feeling?"
"I just really think we---
"That's the real problem," Matt told me. "You're thinking instead of just feeling. You enjoyed it. You wanted to do it. Why do you want to deny yourself that pleasure?"
"Matt, I'm not gay."
"You don't have to put a label on yourself to enjoy sex. Just enjoy it. Forget the fucking labels. You liked it, admit it and accept it."
"I just don't want to do gay stuff Matt. Can't you understand that?" I asked him, my voice rising.
"Yea, I can." He said quietly.
He got up and turned the TV off, turned and extended his hand. I took it, stood up and let him lead me to the bedroom.
He closed and locked the door. "No one will ever know what goes on in this bedroom. Relax and let yourself go, enjoy life. This is the only one you'll ever get." He told me.
Matt put his arms around me. I put mine around him and lay my head against his chest. "You want me to fuck you. Why can't you just admit it and let yourself do it?"
"Matt, I don't want you to do that. I really don't." I whispered against his chest.
He pulled back, leaned down and kissed me. It felt so warm and gentle. Again it was so different from kissing a girl. It was harder, so much more masculine. I held him tighter.
He pushed me away and started to undress. I watched him for a moment then started to undress myself. I didn't want it to, but I knew it was going to happen. When we were down to our boxers I moved back to him and put my arms around him. He held me.
"Every thing in your body language tells me you want to do it. Why are you fighting it?" he asked me.
"I'm scared Matt." I answered him. "I don't want to be like Jeremy, Mike or Steve."
"You're you Donny. You're not like anyone else. It's just you and me here. No one else is involved. This is our life, our world. No one else's."
He led me over to his bed and we sat down. "I won't do anything unless you want me to Donny. That's the only rule." He told me.
I put my arms around him and told him, "Just don't do anything but hold me Matt. That's all I want."
We held each other for a while then he leaned back and looked at me. I turned my head up and he leaned down and kissed me. As we did he laid me down and moved beside me. I let him pull me against him and snuggled into him. He kissed me again. I accepted it and opened myself to him.
Matt slid his hand into the opening of my boxers. I was hard and he began to stroke me. "Please Matt, don't," I begged. I was so aware of the masculine smell of him, with an under currant of his cologne, Chanel's, Homme Sport. I knew that's what he used.
"You're telling me 'no' but your body is telling me 'yes'. It's screaming out 'yes'. Just say it Donny, You want to. How can you deny it?'
"Matt, no, please, don't make me," I said as I started pushing his boxers down over his ass.
He stopped and took them off. Then stripped mine off. I raised my ass to help. When we were naked I moved back into his arms.
I felt his cock against me. He was fully erect. I couldn't help but think how big and beautiful he was. Matt was the most beautiful man I had ever seen but he was my age. He was no more a man than I was. My mind was in total turmoil. I didn't want this to happen but I didn't know what to do to prevent it.
I felt his hand on my hard cock. Mine was on his. He was massaging my balls. I was doing the same to his. I spread my legs and he moved his hand back and began massaging my ass. He got some lube from somewhere and rubbed it into me. I felt his finger there.
"Please Matt, don't! I don't want to. I tried to tell him.
I pushed out and his finger went in. "Just shut up and let you're body talk to me," He said. "It's telling me the truth. You're lying through you're teeth. Just go with what you really want and don't think about it. Just feel.
I leaned forward and tasted his left nipple. It was a hard nub and I suckled on it. Tasting the slight saltiness of his skin. Then I moved to the right one. I licked the hairs on the center of his chest. I licked his throat up to his chin. In the dim light I could see his golden tanned skin. I moved under him. As he kissed me again I opened my legs. His fingers were inside me. They were rubbing at just the right place. "Please Matt, don't." I begged him as I pushed against his fingers.
I pushed gently away. I licked his stomach. My tongue was in his navel. He groaned with pleasure. I moved down and licked up the underside of his cock. He lay back and relaxed. "That's it Donny, do want you really want." He told me. I took as much of his dick in my mouth as I could.
I felt him in the back of my throat and swallowed. He slipped in but I gagged. Tears were flowing as I pulled off. I tried again. I wanted all of him but I couldn't. "It's ok baby. Come up here, he told me as he pulled me up to his lips to kiss me again. So sweet and gentle at first then so hard and deep, I tried to match him. I kissed him back the way I really wanted to be kissed.
I kissed his neck and down his chest. I sampled each nipple, sucking and biting them gently. I kissed down his treasure trail, stopping to tongue his navel again. I took each of his large nuts into my mouth and rolled them around with my tongue. Then I licked and tried again to take all of his cock into my mouth. I couldn't do it. He was just too big.
Matt moved around then so that we were facing each other's stiff dicks. He took my small cock easily then sucked my balls too. He pushed my legs open and I felt him licking at my hole. Then he went back to sucking my dick. I was soon ready to cum. I tried to pull back but his hands were on my ass holding me in place. I started to cum. I could hear him swallowing as I was shooting.
When I was done cumming he lay back. I continued sucking on his stiff cock. In awhile I heard him whisper, "I'm ready Donny." I kept sucking until I felt the head swell then pulled back so just the head and about an inch was in my mouth. He coated my tongue so that I got my first taste of cum, Matt's cum. Then I started swallowing.
I moved around so that we could kiss again and we snuggled for a bit and then I got up and got into my own bed. I was soon asleep.
I was waking from a nice dream. The clock said 3:24. I lay there listening to Matt's slow, gentle breathing. I found myself wondering what he was dreaming and if he was hard again. My ass did a little twinge deep inside. I felt myself grow to an almost painful erection. I got up and walked the few feet, pulled the covers back and slipped in with him.
Still mostly asleep, he moved over to make room for me, turned toward me and accepted me into his arms. He was hard and I felt a little smear of pre-cum on my stomach as I pressed against him. I kissed the tip of his nose.
"So, the prodigal has come home to daddy to enjoy the good things he can do for him?" He whispered.
"Yes." I answered back.
I relaxed and again opened myself to him as he kissed me. I was ready to accept the pleasure he was about to give my body. Then he pulled away and moved around, rolled me onto my stomach and then raised me onto my knees, my ass was up in the air so he could more easily tongue my opening. The waves of pleasure were incredible.
"Please, Matt. Please, I'm ready. Put it in me," I begged him.
He got the lube and got me ready, them himself. When I felt the head of his big bone touch my hole I pushed back onto him. He was holding my hips, guiding me back. I felt him filling me, stretching me open to accommodate his thickness. I wasn't afraid at all since I had already had him inside me once.
I blocked all thoughts except the wonderful feeling in my ass as he filled me with himself. It wasn't long before I felt his soft pubic bush against my ass cheeks. I reached back and spread them and felt him pull me back so that another half inch went in.
"God! Donny, You feel wonderful. Do you like it too?"
"Matt, I want to feel you moving inside me. I want you to fuck me."
He pulled back until it was almost out then pulled me back as he drove it back in. He kept doing it over and over. As he did I rose up on my hands so I had some control also and pushed myself back on him repeatedly.
He moved his right hand to my cock and began stroking me. "Oh, Jesus, Matt, yes! Make me cum." He soon did and kept fucking into me until I felt him slam in and he started cumming deep inside me.
When it was over he slowly pulled out and we lay down and moved into each other's arms.
"Fuck! I'm in the wet spot," he whispered. We got up and wiped up with a hand towel and went over and got into my bed. When we were settled in he told me, "I guess we should go get your ass tattooed with 'Matt's Bitch' tomorrow.
"Do we really need the label?" I asked, laughing. "I think I can be ok with it even without the tattoo."
The End
This story is dedicated to the memories of Justin Case, Eric Draven and Axl. Wherever you are guys, you are still remembered, missed and loved.
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