Cold is the only word I can use to describe the following morning. I had no idea where I was when I woke up. I attempted to open my eyes, but the bright morning sun was blinding me. My nipples were hard and I could feel the air biting my skin. I was covered in just a sheet from the waist down. My head started to throb and I remembered I was at the resort.
I turned my body to shield my eyes from the light pouring in from the window on the other side of the room. The sheets rustled in the bed next to me and a masculine throat was cleared. I remembered I had a roommate. I opened my eyes to see Nick in his bed quickly pulling the covers over his luscious mocha skin and turn away from me. Had we both woken up at the same time and had the same reaction from the sun, or was my new friend watching me sleep?
I reached under the covers and felt my hard cock. I was lying on my back when I woke up, so if Nick was watching me, he would have seen the obvious tent I was pitching under the sheet. Nick remained on his side facing away from me while I recalled the events of the previous nights watching his back heave from his heavy breaths. It all started with the pot, then the drinking games, then the hot tub. No wonder why my head was killing me!
I took a firm grasp of my warm fleshy cock as I remembered watching Shane and William undressing each other before heading to their room, then Eric's striptease, Nick showing off his magnificent body before getting into the hot tub, and finally hooking up with Eric after finding out that he and Nick liked to fool around with men as well as women.
Here in lies the conundrum, I thought to myself. I could use common sense and cover up with the down comforter because I was so fucking cold, or I could play around a bit with Nick and let him "catch" me jerking off if he really is awake. Of course my hormones prevailed and my hand remained on my dick. I moaned a bit for good measure. Nick stirred a bit and turned over onto his stomach with his head cocked in my direction. Oh yeah, he's watching and if he isn't, he will be soon enough.
To keep up the rouse, I left my eyes shut and proceeded to stroke my cock under the sheet. I amped up the drama some more by writhing along with moaning. How else was I going to kick that sheet off me so Nick could catch my thick seven inch magnificence? Because my nipples were already hard from the cold, they were quite sensitive when I massaged them with my free hand.
Despite my own whimpers and heavy breathing, I could hear a deeper, breathier sound coming from four feet away from me in the other bed, followed by the unmistakable moist sound of masturbation. The curiosity of seeing Nick's cock hard got the best of me and I opened my eyes and turned my head toward him.
Rather than acting quickly to cover up, Nick didn't miss a beat. He had also completely kicked his sheet off the bed. "So are we done pretending we're both asleep, Jake?" he asked as his hand slowly stroked his fat eight inch cock from its base up the veiny shaft to the glistening cut head.
"Mm, nice," I said as I licked my lips watching him. "Yeah we're done playing games. I've got your number. Do you like what you see?"
"I wouldn't be beating off if I didn't. Besides, I've already seen you in action last night with Eric. I was hoping to get some of that myself."
I didn't hesitate for a second to jump out of bed and stand before Nick. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and took a firm grasp of my dick. I reached down and marveled at the girth of his ebony fuckstick. "You should have joined us last night and not pretended to go to bed early."
Nick spit in his hand and lubed up my cock. "Oh Eric said there would be plenty of time to play this weekend. He's been wanting to get you alone for months."
My face turned a bit flushed. "Really? I had no idea. All this time, I thought he was straight." I followed Nick's lead and got my own hand wet.
"Well we could talk about this some more or I could suck your cock while right here in front of my face. Which will it be?" he asked as his other hand started rolling my balls around.
I stepped even closer to Nick, pushed my hips toward his face and demanded that he suck my dick. "We've got all weekend and a three hour drive back home to taaa^Å" I could not get out the rest of the word because Nick devoured my meat in one gulp. He did not even start at the head and work his way down. He had a nose full of my pubes and the tip of my cock was touching the back of his throat. "Jesus! You're one hell of a cocksucker!" I gasped. Nick showed his gratitude to my compliment by gyrating his tongue along the underside of my shaft.
Nick was a fellatio artist and I wanted to practice a few of his moves on his own tool. I pulled out of his mouth, dropped down on the bed and we got into the 69 position. His eight inches was not an easy fit, but then again, neither was Eric from the night before. I had the feeling that my jaw was going to be mighty sore by then end of the weekend.
Nick and I sucked each other off, while exploring each other's balls and ass with our hands. Nick started to finger my hole, causing me to moan. The vibration from the humming made his dick twitch in my mouth, so I kept it up. The further his finger would explore, the more I would hum. The more I would hum, the harder he'd finger. It began a viscous cycle and we both loved every second of it.
My ass was opened wide and aching for more than Nick's finger up there. I pulled off his cock and begged him to fuck me. He did not hesitate for a second as he spit my dick out of his mouth, "I thought you'd never ask. I wanted to pound that hairy hole the second I saw you strip last night and get into the hot tub."
At the same time, Nick and I both went for over overnight bags and grabbed a condom. We laughed. "Do you have lube?" I asked. Nick did not, but I always carried some on me. In my time since coming out, I learned to always be prepared. Even though I like to fuck a hot tight asshole from time to time, I am mostly a bottom.
I grabbed the lube, warmed it up in my hand and starting fingering my hole with it while Nick unrolled the condom over his fat cock. "That motherfucker is going to stretch me out!" I said to Nick as I rubbed more lube all over his sheathed warrior.
I lied on my back and lifted my legs in the air as Nick stood over me. He took hold of both legs as he maneuvered his slick shaft into position. Slowly he began to enter me. My hole burned as I could feel the muscles expand. I tried not to tighten, but this was the first time I had a dick that large in me. Nick leaned down and kissed me passionately. His breath was just as hot and moist as he leaned in toward my ear and whispered, "Take it easy, stud, we'll go slow. Just take a deep breath and relax." Nick slowly eased into me more and I began to feel my sphincter muscles release and let my new lover inside. "That's it. Good boy."
Nick slowly began pumping away. Thanks to yoga class three times a week, I had no problems with my legs wrapped around Nick's strong broad mocha shoulders. We were both in really good shape, so our fucking routine became anything but routine.
I stayed rock hard as Nick continued to fuck me like there was no tomorrow. Despite our acrobatics, there was something about being with Nick that I did not have with Eric, or any of the other flings I had, tenderness. Nick was a very attentive lover and for someone who only messed around with guys on occasion, he liked to kiss a lot. That was something that Eric had not done at all until our climax. After trying a variety of positions and testing the limits of my flexibility, I found that Nick liked it best when we were both lying on our sides, our legs intertwined. He would wrap his massive arms around me and hold me close, as his hips would thrust him into me deeper and deeper. He used his free hand to jerk me off and we were soon getting close to cumming.
Nick pulled out of my ass and rolled onto his back. He slid the condom off and threw in on the nightstand between our beds. He kissed me again, his tongue probing my mouth like his cock had just done to my ass. "I want us to cum together."
The electricity between both of our bodies was strong as we lay side by side ferociously beating our meat. Nick began to tweak his nipples as his breathing began to increase. I was so fucking turned on by watching this sweaty ebony stud, that I picked up the pace as well. Nick started to arch his back and let out a moan that I was sure the others could hear as a steaming rope of cum flew from his cock and landed on his smooth chest and cut abs. That was all I needed to see and I began to buck my hips in the air. Nick rubbed from my chest to my pubes as I was reaching my climax. Even though I had just shot a massive load with Eric the night before, I was blowing another wad that hit my chin and covered Nick's arm as he continue to caress my spent body.
Despite it being freezing cold in the room, Nick and I had worked up enough of a sweat to drench the sheets. We turned toward each other, trying to catch our breath. Nick wiped the cum off my chin and gave me another kiss. "God damn Jake, that was fucking incredible!"
"I've never been fucked like that before, Nick. You need to give up pussy and fulfill your true calling as a gay porn star!" We both laughed and just laid there smiling in the afterglow until the cold from the room started to set in.
"Should we get under the covers or go get some breakfast and join the others?" Nick asked.
"Why don't we take and shower and see where we go from there?" I responded.
Nick and I headed into the bathroom and showered off. I don't think either of us lost our erection in the time from shooting our loads to soaping each other's back. We stood under the hot water making out and fondling each other's cocks, but did not take things further when we heard the loud sharp rumblings of snowmobile motors outside.
We dressed in our warmest clothes and headed out to the main room of the lodge to find our boots, snow pants, ski jackets and the snowmobile equipment that the others had left for us. The distinct delicious smell of coffee and bacon wafted from other hallway leading to the large kitchen and dining room. "Damn, not only did they leave without us, they ate breakfast without us too," Nick said.
"Well if that's the case, let's go see if there are leftovers before heading out there. I'm fucking famished. You and Eric really know how to work up a guy's appetite." We headed for the kitchen to find that we were not abandoned. William was sitting at a small table in the corner by the window reading yesterday's copy of the local paper.
"Morning fellas, sleep well?" he asked.
"I could use a few more hours of sleep actually. I heard the snowmobiles running, did you get left behind too?" I asked. There was a huge plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast on the center island and a fresh pot of coffee already brewed. Nick was searching for coffee mugs.
"Second cabinet to your right Nick. Nah, Dwayne, Eric, and Shane were out working on Shane's father's machine. They're coming in for breakfast as soon as everything is running properly."
Nick poured two cups of coffee and went for the cream and sugar. "How do you take your coffee Jake?"
"Like my men, strong, black and hot," I joked. William looked up and laughed.
"Yeah I bet you do. I heard you two going at it a little while ago."
"Busted." Nick delivered me the coffee and as we got up to help ourselves to breakfast, the others came in from outside.
For the amount of partying we did the night before, everyone seemed to be functioning pretty well. Eric, Shane, and Dwayne were engrossed in conversation about the trails that we would be hitting and how far up the lake we could ride before the ice got too thin. We relived some of our highlights from the night before but everyone's side of their story became a little less descript when it came to the hot tub. Nick, Eric, Shane and I all shot each other knowing glances as Dwayne asked us what happened next. But then he got the clue and said, "Oh, gay stuff huh? Yeah, I'm glad I passed out when I did."
William wanted details however. "Now I know what happened when Shane and I retired to our room for the night, but what the hell happened with you three after that?"
"Drop it hon. You're making Dwayne uncomfortable," Shane interrupted. Eric's caramel face began to redden and he looked uncomfortable. I guessed that Dwayne did not know his cousin enjoyed the company of men as well as the ladies. Then again, until about 10 hours ago, neither did I.
"Well, I know Jake's the only queer, no offense Jake. And if Shane and Will went off to bed, what did you two do?" Dwayne asked as he looked at Nick and a now totally pink faced Eric.
"We just hung out in the hot tub. We smoked some weed, drank some beers. I was beat, so I went to bed." Nick responded.
I could not tell who was more uncomfortable, Shane or Eric. Nick seemed to not care one way or another and William was loving every minute of it. Dwayne seemed to be satisfied with Nick's answer and continued making little sandwiches with his eggs, bacon and toast. I did not understand why Shane looked upset. We talk about sex all the time, and have done it before when hanging out with Dwayne and our other straight friends at the lake.
Eric changed the subject to go over our itinerary for the day and as soon as we finished the rest of our breakfast, mostly in silence, we cleaned up and got ready to go outside.
There were only three snowmobiles, so we had to partner up. Shane picked William, Nick wanted to ride with a real pro, so he partnered with Dwayne, which left me with Eric. As we were putting our helmets on, I asked Eric why he was being so reserved today. He denied it until I asked him if he had any regrets about last night. "No, not really. It was awesome. Nick and I talked about getting with you for a while."
"Then why the embarrassment today when William asked what happened after he and Shane went to bed?" I probed.
"I don't know Jake. It's just that Nick and I tend to keep that side of ourselves from my family. Dwayne is cool with having you, Shane and William around, but when someone in his family does something queer ^Å I don't know. It's not the same up here as it is back in the city."
"I know that. My family is the exact same way. Listen, I won't bring it up again. But you should know something. I am proud of who I am, and I am not going to start acting like something I am not just to make other people comfortable. It gets old Eric."
"Yeah I know, and you know I am not like that at home. But up here, Jake, they beat up fags and believe they have the right to because the bible and George Dubbya hate queers."
"That's fucked up dude," was all I could say in response. There was a reason I left small-town America, small minds being brainwashed by religions that foster hate and politicians who can't separate church from state.
I had forgotten my gloves and went back into the lodge to retrieve them when I ran into Shane on his way outside. "Hey dude."
"Hey," was his only reply.
"You're quiet today, what's up?" I asked.
"Your dick apparently, all fucking weekend." There was condescension and anger in his voice.
"Are you mad at me Shane?" He would not make eye contact with me, something very unlike Shane.
"Forget it man." He started to walk away.
"No dude, talk to me. Are you upset that I gave Eric a blowjob last night?" He stopped in his tracks and turned to face me.
"It looked like more than a blowjob to me."
"So you were standing there for a while?"
"Long enough to see what was going on and to catch Nick jerking off watching you. But then again, I hear that you took care of his needs as well this morning."
"Maybe next time I will charge admission," I joked. "What's the big deal, bro? You told me yourself that I would have fun this weekend with the guys. Why are you getting pissy all of a sudden because I fooled around with Eric and Nick? They had this planned all along."
"Fuck off, I'm not getting pissy," he said in his pissiest of pissy tones.
"Sure looks that way to me."
William came out of the lodge and handed me my gloves.
"Are these yours?" he asked.
"Thanks I was just coming in to get them." I replied,
Shane had already turned and started to walk away. "Let's go hon, We don't have all day to stand around and chat."
"Dude, what is his problem today?" I asked William.
"PMS I think, or maybe just a hangover."
"Whatever it is, he's being a total bitch."
"Hopefully some speed, adrenaline, and a hot vibrating machine between his legs will snap him out of it," William said as he began to catch up to Shane.
I could not help but think there was something else going on than just a hangover. Even with my hands now nestled in my warm thick gloves, I still could not shake the coldness I felt coming from my interaction with Shane.
This is the end of chapter 4. I plan on continuing this story for a few more chapters, but if you like what you've read so far or want to give me some suggestions, please feel free to do so. Email me str8jackit73@hotmail.com. Thanks, Jake.