Title: Rosetta Chronicles (2/?) Author: Zane Rosetta Email: z_rosetta@hotmail.com Rating: NC/17 Content: Lots of sex Summary: See above. Disclaimer: The characters are mine and cannot be borrowed without permission. Distribution: I would be more than honoured. Just drop me a line first. Feedback: Criticism hits like a stake to my heart. Praise is very welcome z_rosetta@hotmail.com
Rosetta Chronicles by Zane Rosetta
A little while later some of the guys had left promising to come back again next week. I'd kissed and felt up most of them as they left. Jack and Angelo had stayed behind to clean up the mess. Andrew, my lover was going to be home soon. He hated coming home to a mess. I'd been putting the empty bottles in the trash and went into the lounge room to get the rest only to find Angelo running his hands all over Jack's naked chest. Their lips firmly pressed together.
"Come on guys," I said, "We've got to get this place clean before Andrew gets home."
Angelo's jeans dropped to the floor leaving him completely naked as Jack pressed against him harder. As much as I wanted to watch or join in, we had to finish cleaning. I went over to the couple and slapped Angelo's ass, this only served to make him press harder against Jack.
"Boys, if you want to come back next week you'll have to get yourselves together and help me." They broke away, looked at each other and then me. One hand went up my shirt and grabbed at a nipple another hand unzipped my cutoffs and slipped in to play with my length. A gasp escaped my lips and I fought for control. Unfortunately I won.
"No, boys. Not now. Take this stuff out to the trash." The spell was broken. Jack kissed me and then took the bag from me. He gave Angelo a quick grope as he walked out. Angelo slapped him on the ass. A small chuckle escaped Jack and then he was out the door. The bronze Adonis, Angelo still stood there totally naked. He moved closer to me and I smelt his man scent. Angelo knew how he effected me and I hated and loved him for it at the same time. Without conscious thought my hand reached out and I felt the warmth of his cock. My fingers caressed from his balls to the tip. His man smell was driving me mad. He was within half an inch away from me. The smell of Angelo pushed me over the edge and I nibbled on one of his nipples. The clearing of a throat broke yet another spell of lust. We both looked to the door to see Jack silhouetted against the morning sun light. It didn't take long for us to also notice that his cock was rock hard sticking out of his jeans.
Needless to say, I was a little late for work.
I hated to work on a Saturday.
I'd walked across the main quad of the university to the science building and up to the two floors to the computer science labs. I was kind of the boss on a Saturday, which meant that if anyone had a computer problem I was his or (mores the pity) her man. You would get the stupid young girls in the tank tops and mini skirt come in and shake their head to get the full effect of hair cascading over their shoulders like finely spun gold. Strangely enough that didn't work on me. However when the footballers or track guys came in with computer problems it was all I could do not to rip the tight shirts from their muscular bodies and suck on them until they shot forth their creamy man seed all over their six pack chests.
But that was just me.
Today was no exception with finals right around the corner, anyone who wasn't in the library was in the computer science department getting their papers typed up or doing research. Most of the people on campus knew I was gay. They didn't seem to mind; in fact most of the track team were visiting computer science a little more than they had to. I had been invited by a few of them to parties and to private training sessions for helping them with papers and who was I to refuse.
Today was going to be different though. Today was going to change my life.
I'd settled into my makeshift office and started up my PC. Thirty-four e-mails overnight and twenty-two ICQ messages. Some of them were personal but most were requests to go to dorm rooms and fix computers. The requests from the girls I forwarded to a colleague, all the requests from the guys I gave my personal attention. All fields of endeavor were covered and all computers, Macs and PC's at varying stages of development and I had to know about all of them. I picked one of the urgent attention e-mails and read it. A jock, more importantly a football jock. A contented sigh escaped my lips. Maybe today wasn't going to be so bad after all.
I knocked on the dorm room door. I had a small pack of discs in my hand ready for anything. I just didn't tell people what else I had in the pack. A moment later the door opened and I came face to bare chest with one of the best looking guys I'd seen since, well the previous night.
"What?" he barked. I could see he'd only just got up even though it was almost eleven. "I'm here to see Steve." I said. "He's at practice come back later." He went to close the door but my foot was there. The surprise on the face of the guy was priceless. "I said `He's at practice. Come back later.'" "Well, okay but I don't know when I'd be able to get back to see his computer, there's a lot of people I have to see today. Let him know I called in though." I moved my foot out, the door closed and started off down the hall. I heard the door open behind me. "Wait," I walked back to the fully open door "I need to use his computer as well. Come on in."
I'd been in a few dorm rooms before on various "errands" but nothing prepared me for a real footballers room. Clothes were everywhere along with workout equipment, the floor was more or less optional. The guy held out a beefy hand. "I'm Luke, Steve's roommate." I took the hand and shook it. "Zane, from computer science." Luke looked at his hand when it was released. "Not a bad grip you've got there, not what I would have expected from-" "Someone from computer science?" "Kinda. I thought most of you guys were geeks." I was moving more into the jungle of clothes looking for the elusive computer that I had to fix. "We are geeks." I said matter-of-factly. "It's just not all of us look like it." I could tell the big guy was a little out of his depth with the way the conversation was going so I decided to free him from it. "So where's the PC?" Luke seemed to snap out of wherever his mind currently was and back to the dorm. "It's under here somewhere." Clothes started flying at me and occasionally I had to duck for fear of being hit but they found their cousins on the optional floor and Luke found the computer. "Found it." Ahhh, I thought, nothing gets by these football types. A few more cotton missiles shot at me found a chair as well. "Thanks." I sat down in front of the computer and went about my business. While I was working away my gaze couldn't help but see Luke strip off the boxers he was wearing. A nice sized cock dropped free. It was soft but still a good five or six inches, my imagination ran riot as to what it would be like hard. Luke gave it a quick scratch/pull and then much to my disappointment he slipped on some workout shorts and a sweatshirt and proceeded to use the gym equipment in the corner of the room. He lay down to do some bench presses. From where I was siting I had the perfect view of his package up the leg of the loose shorts.
I had two problems now. One I could fix easily by replacing a few files on the computer, which I did. The other was my raging hard on which was a little more difficult to solve. I thought about what I could do, one avenue seemed open.
"Want me to spot you?" I don't know why I said it but I wanted to see what it would happen. "What about the computer?" he said as he sat up on the bench. "Done. Just needed a few replacement files and it's ready to go again." "Shit, really? That's it." He sat there casually giving his chest a rub. "Steve'll be happy about that." Then he seemed to think over my request. "Yeah, okay I suppose you can spot me." How I didn't sprint across the room I don't know but before I knew it I was standing behind the bench. Luke smiled and lifted the weight. After about twenty five maybe thirty reps he signaled me to take the weight which I did with a little bit of effort. Luke was once again impressed at the small effort it took for me to take the weight from him. "Jesus, man you're nothing like I expected someone from computer science to be like." "I have many skills. Computers and exercise are only two." I let him digest that little bit of info. He moved off the bench and gave my crotch the briefest of glances but I noticed. He then lay down in the middle of the room.
"Well come on." My eyes almost bulged out of my head then he bent his knees to get ready for another exercise, sit-ups. I gave a quick gasp, tried to adjust my now raging hard on to something less noticeable walked over a grabbed hold of his ankles. After another thirty or so reps he had a hard-on that wasn't difficult to miss but so was mine. He pushed up to a siting position supporting himself with his arms. "Looks like you could do with a little release." He said with a thin sheen of sweat covering his face. "So do you." I said. "Well don't let me stop you man. My girl is too busy with her papers and finals to give me the time of day, let alone get me off and there's just so much you can do by yourself." He reached down and gave himself a quick pull "If you wanna do me, go ahead." Well I didn't need to be told twice. As he lay back down I ran my hand up and down the shaft and then moved my hand up the leg opening and grabbed hold of 100% prime man meat. A sexy moan came from Luke.
"Suck it man, make me cum." Well I thought that over for about a fraction of a second and then slid off his shorts and released eight rock hard inches of cock. With the shorts lost in the masses of clothes Luke spread his legs wide and I licked and sucked on his balls before running my tongue up the long shaft. Up and down I went making his red-hot prick slick with my spit. He moaned and I took that to mean what I was doing was pleasing him. I kept sucking getting faster every second he was close to cumming, clearly I was better at this than his girlfriend was. He slipped off his shirt and once again I got to marvel at his chiseled chest again, which was soon to be covered in cum.
"Come on, suck me, fuck me, lick me, want me." It was barely a horse whisper through his lips but I heard and took every word into me. "Make me shoot like I've never done before." Not was I was expecting from a footballer but I didn't feel like I was in any position to argue. I started to just suck on this tip and jerk him at the same time. This always worked on guys I did and this time was no exception. I was getting faster and he was starting to buck against me.
"Ohhhh, shit! Fuck yeah!" he cried out. I was sure people could hear through the paper thin walls of the dorm but didn't really care, it had been too long since I'd been with a footballer and I wasn't about to let this one slip through my fingers. His bucking was becoming more intense. "Fuck I'm gonna cum!" I slipped my lips off and almost violently continued to pull on his dick.
"Yes! Ohhh fuck YES!" The first shot reached his cheek and his tongue by reflex shot out to lick it up. The next shot landed in the middle of his chest, third shot on his six pack stomach, anything else didn't have the strength to shoot and slid down his shaft onto my hand. I rubbed the seed into his stomach and chest, which was rising and falling quickly with his effort. I couldn't help it, seeing a man like that I had a need to kiss him and I did. I was surprised when I felt him kiss back. I found my shirt being slipped from my body and then his creamy chest pressed against mine. I didn't know how this was happening but I sure as hell didn't want it to stop. I was flipped onto my back and still being kissed. Luke broke first and kissed down my chest and unbuttoned my jeans quickly. I was under the impression that if he slowed down and realised what he was doing he'd probably stop. He went down on me. I could tell he hadn't done this too many times before when I felt his teeth against my dick a couple of times but I wasn't going to complain. He quickly pulled off and lunged for the nearby table, reefed open a drawer and grabbed a condom. Before I knew it, the condom was on my dick. Luke spat into his hand and jerked me. Then he did something I'd only dreamed about doing with his type.
He sat on my dick.
I don't know how he didn't scream out loud as his ass hit my legs. I was close to screaming for him. He started to get into a rhythm, up and down. Both of us were in total ecstasy. The cum that had started to dry on his chest and stomach was wet again when it mingled with the sweat pouring from his body. He was in a world of his own grunting as he rode me, it didn't take long till I was ready to cum. He slid of me and pulled off the condom and jerked on my dick. Faster and faster I felt like to was going to be ripped from my body. His head was laying on my stomach as I came and shot fully into his face. He wiped the excess from his face and made a trail from my chest to stomach where the rest of the cum had pooled. He kissed me and I smelt and tasted my own cum.
"Thanks. I really needed that man." He almost sighed words out. "Don't mention it, all part of the service."
From the beginning to end my visit with Luke lasted about an hour. I managed to leave the dorm before Luke's roommate got back from practice but Luke assured me that Steve wouldn't mind getting the same service he just did. It was my turn to look surprised.
"You'd be surprised how many of us there are."
to be continued...
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