This is my first story. I have an entire series planned out. If I get good reviews I will keep writing them. Criticism is appreciated. Just please make it constructive and don't be mean. Enjoy :)
The day I left for college was one of the scariest in my entire life. What was even scarier was that I would be a 115 pound gay boy living in a building full of straight guys. To some, even me, it was a fantasy coming true but the intimidation of it all got rid of any hope of getting with any of them.
The morning came when it was time to pack up my entire life into the back of the car and head to the university. I was on pins and needles the entire time. Mom tried to make small talk the entire way there but I just wasn't in the mood. After what seems like days in the car, we finally arrived. After checking in at the front desk, I received my room key and went to find my room before I began unpacking the car. Just my luck, my room ended up being on the third floor-with no elevators. I walked into the empty room and just stared at the blankness of it all. Four white walls, two desks, two closets, and last but certainly not least, two beds. In all of this hype and excitement I had completely forgotten that I would be sharing a room with a complete stranger. My stomach quickly filled with butterflies again as I made my way back downstairs to begin hauling my things to my room.
Mom and I each carried what we could and made our first trip back upstairs. With my hands full, I bumped the door open with my hip and slid into the room. Trying to rid my arms of the weight, I ran to one of the beds and dropped what I was carrying onto it.
"Hey man. You need help with that?"
I turned around to find an incredibly gorgeous guy standing in my doorway. Around 6’3”, light blonde hair, and a cute baby face with an amazing smile. He came toward me with his arm extended to shake my hand.
“You must be Jace,” he said, “I’m Alex-your roommate.”
Trying not to seem too excited at the thought of living in the same room as this guy for the next year I just shook his hand and replied, “Nice to meet you. I’m gonna finish bringing my things up.”
“Are you sure you don’t need any help man,” he asked, “I was a power lifter in high school.”
With that, he rolled up his sleeve and flexed one of the most defined muscles I had ever seen. A slight moan escaped my mouth. I was mesmerized by a single arm and my mind began to wander about the rest of his body. Suddenly, my mom enters through the doorway carrying another lode of my things.
“Jace, are you just going to stand here or are you going to help me?”
“Sorry. I’m coming. I was just meeting my roommate,” I replied.
Alex smiled and shook my mom’s hand as I made my way out of the room and into the hallway. I turned around and told Alex, “You don’t need to help us. You have your own things to carry. Thanks anyway though.” Before he could say anything else, I quickly turned and made my way down the staircase. After a few more trips back and forth, everything was in my room. I was exhausted from moving everything so I plopped myself down on my crowded bed and secretly watched Alex move his things in. I was transfixed on his arms. My mom came over to me and gave me a hug.
“It’s a long drive home. I’m gonna take off. I love you, Jace.”
“I love you too mom,” I said rolling my eyes at Alex trying to seem cool.
After she left it was just me and him. We both had all of our things in the room and were just taking a break before finding a place for everything. We talked about where we were from and just made small talk for about an hour. I noticed that he moved in alone so I asked him where his parents had been.
Alex said, “My folks kicked me out last year. They didn’t really agree with my lifestyle.”
My mind was racing now. Was he gay? What other lifestyle could cause you to get kicked out? I decided to just drop the subject - I didn’t want to come onto him on the first night we were there. We both spent the next few hours putting things away and making our beds-making small talk the entire time. I was really looking forward to the coming year. After hours of unpacking, I was finally done. I turned on my tv and just lied in bed unable to move from exhaustion.
“Hey man, I’m gonna go take a shower. Do you need to get in there before I go?”
“Nah,” I replied, “go ahead.”
A few minutes passed and Alex came out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist. His body was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen and along with his wet hair, I was in heaven. I was mesmerized by his abs and I caught myself staring a few times. Then, Alex turned from me and without warning, the towel dropped. My 7 inch dick sprang up instantly when I saw his perfect ass. I rolled over to my stomach to conceal my boner. Just when I thought I couldn’t get any more turned on, Alex bent over forward to pick up a pair of boxer briefs. With that, his tight, hairless asshole and balls were in plain view. I wanted to just jump out of my bed and bury my face in his ass. I was so horny and I needed a release. FAST! I jumped out of bed when he was still turned around so he wouldn’t see my throbbing cock through my jeans.
“I’m going jump in the shower,” I said as I hurriedly made my way into the bathroom.
The minute the door was closed behind me, I began ripping off my clothes. My dick was aching from the tightness of my jeans and it was screaming to be let out. I turned on the water and got in. As the hot water rained down on my back, I pumped my hard cock thinking of Alex. I began to softly moan his name as I pulled my dick, being careful that he wouldn’t hear me. I wanted him so badly. I jacked off for a few more minutes before I felt a familiar sensation in my balls. Soon after, shot after shot of hot cum flew from my dick landing on the shower wall. My knees buckled after I milked every drop from my dick. It was the most powerful orgasm I had ever had. I wiped my spunk from the shower wall and quickly finished up my shower. In a rush to make it to the bathroom, I had forgotten to grab clothes. I wrapped a towel around my waist and just like Alex had done, walked out of the bathroom. Alex was lying on his stomach in only tight underwear. His bubble butt was perfectly outlined in his baby blue boxer briefs and I felt my cock begin to stir again under the towel. Just like he had done, I turned from him and dropped my towel. I had no clue if I was right or not, but I felt his eyes on me the entire time as I slipped on a pair of green underwear – similar to the ones Alex was wearing. I climbed into bed and closed my eyes to get some sleep from a truly exhausting day.
“Do you want me to get the light?” I heard Alex say.
“Yeah, if you don’t mind,” I said in return.
Alex got out of bed and made his way over to the light switch across the room. My eyes widened when I noticed the sizeable bulge in his underwear. Once again my cock was pulsing under the fabric of my boxer briefs. Alex turned off the light and made his way back into his bed. When I saw he was in bed, my hand immediately went to my crotch and my growing boner. I had never been so horny in my life. I quietly slipped my underwear down, being careful not to make any noise and reveal to Alex what I was doing only 10 feet away from him. I slowly jacked off, biting my bottom lip to keep myself from making any noises. Images of Alex’s bulge flashed in my head as I imagined myself shoving his big dick down my throat. I felt myself coming closer and closer to climax. I grabbed my boxer briefs that I had just slipped off and began to shoot my load into them. After what felt like 5 or 6 shots of cum, I threw my underwear under my bed, rolled over, and drifted to sleep.