Date: Thu, 12 Nov 1998 06:16:52 -0800 (PST)
From: Matt <frizbdude@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gill Gets Blown ( bi college)

The following is as it happened, but with the names changed.  Let me know
how you like it If you're not old enough to be reading adult stuff or get
offended, don't read this.  The last part of this got too long, so I divide
it in two.

Gill Gets Blown

Previous to this, my straight roommate Gill had flirted with me and fucked
his girlfriend right next to me, then they broke up and he started hanging
out with this classmate of his Tyler.  Tyler liked me and all of us ended
up in this hot group scene, but I really wanted Gill to like just me, so I
took off all mad:

     I woke up kind of early that next morning with the worst headache,
really hungover.  It took me a minute to remember where I was and what all
happened.  As soon as it came back to me, my only reaction was I had to go
home to my apartment.  That was my place, and if anybody was moving, Gill
could just get out.  I left Lea's place without telling anybody, and I knew
Gill wouldn't be home from the party, either still at that house or
probably at Tyler's place.  As bad as I felt, I thought I'd feel safe
there, but when I got home, it was just cold and lonely, empty.  I took a
leak and crashed, and got woke up by the front door.  It was afternoon by
then.  Gill came in the bedroom.  (Note: this conversation was about three
years ago, I can't remember it verbatum, but was basically like this:
     "Is he here?" I said.
     "No."  is all Gill said.  I said good and rolled over.  After a
minute, he goes "Matt, look, I'm sorry.  I don't know what for exactly, but
I feel bad."
     "what should you feel bad for?" I asked with my face in my pillow.  I
was fighting the urge to jump up and hug him.  He sounded so pathetic and
was trying to make up.  But I guess it was pride keeping me from moving.
     "I don't know....I guess you figured out I like Tyler." Which lit my
fuse.  Now I sat up.  "No kidding, Gill! "  I couldn't think of what else
to say.  He just admitted to me that he liked a guy, another guy than me
but at least he admitted it.  I felt lost.
     "I'm just sorry, that's all."
     "Look, you don't owe me anything and I don't owe you anything.  We're
just roommates and you can do what ever the fuck you want to."  I'm not an
angry person, it really bothered me that I had been blowing up like that,
alot lately.
     "Are we?"  he said.  I was lost in my own line of thought.  I said
"Are we what?"
     "Just roommates," but he was just standing there.
     "No, we're buddies sometimes" I laid back and kind of looked away.  He
goes "Buddies?" like he wasn/t sure what I meant, like I was playing dumb.
     "Look, Gill, your the one who doesn't ever want to talk about whatever
between me and you.  I can admit it.  That doesn't mean, I mean, I fuck
women, all the time, you've seen me."
     "And so do I," Gill says.
     "Well, yeah, we both do.  There's nothing wrong with us."
     "I never said there was, man." he was still being defensive as shit.
     "What are we talking about here, dude?"  I still felt lost or
confused.  It was so hard to talk about shit when he wouldn't come out and
say anything, how he felt or what he thought, and then I wasn't sure what I
felt, it was just all mixed up.

"I don't know, what are you talking about?  Cause I don't know."  He just
stood there for a minute, looking around like a stupid shit.  I never seen
him this way.
 I couldn't tell if he was mad at me or what.
     "So we're just friends" I asked.  " Or are we even friends?"
     "We're friends.  Shit yeah, we're friends." as he sat down on the bed.
"Nothing's gonna change that.  Sometimes friends fight, but that doesn't
mean shit."  He nudged my leg sorta playfully, I guess trying to break the
tension.
     "But..."  I started in, not sure how to put it.
     "But what?  We are friends, right?"
     "Well sure, I agree totally.  I just..." ( I don't know why it was so
hard to say! Fuck!  I never had this much trouble talking to a damn girl,
ever!)  "Is that all we are?"
     "Look," said Gill staring at his shoe all serious again.  "You and me
are friends, we always will be, for life.  But yeah, I like you more than a
friend, too.  But I also like Tyler.  And I like chicks, you KNOW I like
chicks!  Do I gotta pick one?  Why cant I like alotta people, what sense
does that make?  It just ain't easy for me to say, that's all.  But is that
okay, can we be pals?"
     "I'm cool with that," I told him.  I suddenly felt two inches tall,
putting him through all this shit.  I decided right then and there to quit
acting like a fucking jeolous schoolgirl, which is what I was doing.
"Listen, bud, I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to act like a dick."
     "Hey you didn't.  It's cool, we're just a couple a horny
motherfuckers, that's all, what's more normal than that?"  he sat there a
minute "And if anybody, I mean anybody tries to say anything about me, I'll
kick their ass, even you!"  After a second he gave me a shove and smiled.
I smiled back and kidded him.  "You can try, you bitchass pussy," I laughed
and shoved him back.  This started one of our no holds barred wrestling
matches, and we ended up on the floor.  We were playing like kids, and soon
he had me pinned down, there was still some chill from his clothes and
jacket that felt great on my skin (I was in my drawers).
     He had my arms pinned to the ground (I let him win, of course.)  I
reached my face up and tried to kiss him on the mouth.  He backed off,
which I didn't expect and rolled off me.  He looked unsettled for a second
and I thought I'd made a mistake, then he leaned over and put his mouth on
mine for one long hot kiss.  His arm was around me, gentley gripping me.
The kiss was great, but it didn't go anywhere from there.  When he broke
off, he put his chin on my chest and just laid there for a couple of
minutes and I ran my fingers through his hair.  While we laid there I was
thinking, nothing ever happened except when he was drunk, and so was I
usually. He got up, saying something about needing to do some reading, and
I found myself asking if he wanted a beer before I knew what I was saying.
He said no, he better not, and went in the other room.  I laid there
another minute, thinking.  I felt better about things, alot better.  It
wasn't a perfect arrangement, but nothing ever is, is it.
     Things were more or less back to normal between us after that, Gill
spent more time at home, and I didn't see much of Tyler for about a week.
Then the weekend rolls round, and he shows up waiting for Gill to get ready
to go out.  Gill was still in the shower.  I started to leave, but then I
thought, I'm not leaving my own house, fuck that.  I sat back down on the
couch to finish watching the game and Tyler comes and stands by the couch.
I was just ignoring him.  He obviously wanted to say something, or wanted
me to, but he didn't have the balls to speak up.  I just sat these, and in
a minute, Gill came out of the bathroom to get dressed.  He looked as good
as ever, he wasn't modest around the apartment.  I checked that ass and
just thought, this chump is gonna be helping himself to more of that
tonight.  I almost started in on Tyler when he went in the bedroom.
     After ten or fifteen minutes, they both came out and Gill was dressed
to kill.  He poured a drink for the road, then said they were going to the
bar and did I wanna come.  I tried to say no thanks to him in a nice way,
but I doubt it sounded that way.  As soon as they were gone, I turned off
the TV and just sat there in the silene.  I wondered if Cindi was home, if
anybody was home this time on a Friday night.  I knew I was a decentlooking
guy, I knew how to party, there ought to be plenty of people I could party
with, I could get laid right and left.  But I only wanted Gill.  And that
really made me hate myself in that moment, because as hard as I tried I
couldn't accept reality.  After our talk, I thought it would be better, but
it didn't seem like anything had changed, I know my feelings hadn't
changed.  I called it an early night, I didn't even feel like jacking it.
     After that Gill was starting to hang around with Tyler more again, but
he was also talking to me more when we were together, be a little more open
about things.  Some of this stuff about Tyler, I really didn't want to
hear, but I tried to be a good listener for Gill.  One weeknight we were
talking while we got ready for bed, and I finally asked him if ever got the
impression that Tyler had the hots for me.  Gill goes Tyler's got the hots
for everybody, so I told him some of the things Tyler had said to me and
the way he looked at me, even when he and Gill were getting it on that
time.  Gill kinda shrugged it off, like maybe I was imagining things.  So I
asked what he would think if I slept with Tyler.  I remember specifially
Gill had his hand in his briefs adjusting his dick before he got in bed,
and he stopped dead cold and looked at me.  Are you intrerested in him, he
wanted to know..  I said maybe, he is pretty hot, real casual.  He was
quiet a second, then said "Fine, I don't give a shit.  I think you should."
I didn't know how to take it, he sounded sincere.  Then he goes, "you mind
if I sleep over here tonight?"  He was rubbing his chest absemtly.  I was
already in bed, so I took it he meant with me.  I said sure, come on in.
He climbed in the bed next to me and settled down.  Then he took me
offguard.
     "When you were fucking that guy at that party..."
     "Chase?"
     "Yeah, I guess...What was that like?"
     "It's like, fucking a guy, I don't know."
     "Is it like screwing a girl?"
     "Well, sorta.  Not exactly."
     "Which is better?"
     "They're different.  I don't know.  It's diffferent being with a guy,
I like that better myself, but a fuck's a fuck.  You know?"
     "Have you ever been fucked?...."  When I didn't answer right away, he
added "Like in the butt, I mean."
     "I figured.  No.  Why?"
     "Just wondered."
     "Have you?"  Gill didn't answer.  He turned off the lamp and we were
in the darkness.  "Well have you?
     "Yeah."  I knew who it had to be but I put that out of my mind.  I
sensed that Gill needed to talk about it.  in the process, my cock was
getting way hard.
     "So how was it?"  I asked him.  "Weird" he said "I really wanted to
try it and when we did...I guess I didn't know what to expect."
     "So was it good or bad?"

     "Good, I guess.  It hurt like shit, worse at the beginning.  But I
sorta started getting into it, then he lost his wad and it was over."
     "Did you get off?"
     "He already sucked me off until I came before that.  I was hard and
stroking it, but I didn't squirt again, no."  He was breathing pretty
heavy.  I couldn't stop myself.
     "Do you love him?"
     "Let's get some sleep."
     "Gill- Can I hold you?"  We were stil lying side by side, although he
had started to turn over away from me.  He stayed still where he was.  My
hand found his upper arm.  "I just want to hold on to you, I want to love
you."  I moved my hand to his chest and he didn't pull away, but settled
back down on his back.  I moved up against him facing him from the side and
lightly grazed his chest and belly with my hand.  I was breathing on his
shoulder and kind of nuzzled it, and moved my leg over his.  He didn't make
any move to reciprocate, but didn't shy away either.  I petted him for a
while, then spoke up again.  "Gill?"  "Hm?" he hummed.  "Are you okay with
this?"  I kissed his shoulder.  "Yeah," he said breathaly, "It's cool."  I
kissed a little further in on his shoulder, then a little farther, and
started moving my mouth onto his chest.  I rose up so that I was over him,
one of my knees was between his legs right up by his nuts.  I tasted across
his chest as I massaged his strong arms.  I moved my mouth up to his and
kissed him.  He kissed me back and I dove deep, holding his head in my
hands.  I kissed my way down his neck back to his chest, this time using my
teeth more, and continuing lower.  I found his dick with my hand, he was
like a steel rod.  He shifted a little like maybe he was uncomfortable.,
then got still again.  With my lips I could feel how tight his abs were.  I
squeezed his cock as I licked and kissed his belly inching lower.
     I backed off enough to pull his underwear down and pulled one leg off,
leaving them around his other leg.  I was too eager to get his meat in my
hungry mouth.  I licked his head all around, then down the shaft,
concentrating on the underside.  I finally had Gill's prick in my hand,
tasting it.  I lowered my mouth on it, taking in as much as I could.  It
tasted great, he smelled awsome.  This was better then blowing Chase by
far.  But I couldn't get all of Gill's length in, the head was stopping at
my throat with a thud and I felt like I would yack.  I pulled back a little
to regroup, and went back down, trying to make my throat hollow sort of.
It took me acouple of tries and then my nose was in his bush (desha voo
from Chase).  I only kept it there a couple of seconds, sucking hard then
started sliding up and down it.  While I continued slurping like that, my
hands explored hisbody.  I never felt him up much before, it was my fantasy
come true.  I fingered his nuts, which made him moan , and massaged his
thighs.  I let my fingers explore behind his ballsack,feeling for his hole,
but I didn't reach it at first.
     He spread his legs more and shifted his hips, which sent his cock
deeper into my mouth again, and he was humping my face, getting into it.
He put his hands on the top of my head to kind of hold it in place while he
screwed it.  My finger found his tight button of a hole and I pressed until
the tip slipped in.  You couldn't tell anything had been in there, it
gripped my knuckle close.  I looked up at him as he banged my trap.  His
eyes were closed, and his thrusts tightened his muscles, showing how ripped
he was.  My stiff pecker had slipped over the waistband of my briefs and
was right against the edge of the mattress and I was grinding like a
motherfucker. He was getting into it more and sort of growled.  a couple of
times his head poked my tonsils or whatever and I started to yuke, but I
just kept going, I wanted his pearlie candy.
     I could already sort of taste it on his outstrokes when his head
reached my tongue, I could tell he was starting to get close.  I was
fucking his butthole with one finger deep in the same pace as he was
ramming my face, and my other hand was gripping his nuts, which were
starting to tighten up to his crotch.  This made me stiffen more and I knew
I was getting close too.  He let out some grunts that were kind of like
growls, and was pressing my head on him a little too hard, but I didn't
care.  I just squeezed his balls harder when he did that.  His humping was
more frenzied now, and right at the end he was twisting side to side some,
then he goes "Fuck yeah, as he jammed it in good and hard several times as
his salty jiz shot in me.  At almost the same second, I squrted against the
bed, feeling my abs get warm and wet.  I coughed a little with his dick
still all the way in, then he let go of my head and I pulled off.  I caught
my breath a second, then crawled up on top of him, with my legs outside of
his, and laid on him.  His meat was still hard, feeling hot and wet and he
jabbed behind my balls.  My stomach and prick felt sticky against him, and
his heart was racing right next to mine, like our beats were competing or
something.
     I wanted to kiss him, but I didn't know if he wanted me to or not.  He
seemed into it while I was blowing him (obviously, he got off) but was I
just a mouth?  Was he really thinking of Tyler?  I had became such a girl,
so possessive, what was up with that?  But I had to have Gill, and I would
do anything at that point to make him mine.  I would do anything he wanted.
And I would outlast that sorryass motherfucker, I'd be the only one left
standing with Gill.  With that, I planted my mouth on his and forced my
tongue in his mouth.  He responded passionitely, and we huggeed really
really tight, almost like a contest to wind each other.  I'm sure he could
taste his own semen on my tongue, which was making me start to get hard
again.  I thought he might be up for more, then he pulls back and says
let's get some sleep bud.  I was slightly disappointed, but not really and
said okay.  He gave me another squeze and grabbed my ass before I rolled
off him.  I thought, maybe next time I can fuck that tight butt of his, and
we went to sleep.

(Please tell me what you think and also part 4 - Matt FrizBDude@yahoo.com)