Date: Tue, 24 Jun 2014 06:36:38 -0700
From: John Prothero <emmett1120@yahoo.com>
Subject: College Roomate, part 3 of 5

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Chapter 3 - The cabin, part 2

      The bathroom was small - just a toilet, a pedestal sink and a small
shower, with a single window.  Matt stood in front of the sink, grabbing
each side with his hands.  Then he spread his legs a bit, allowing me to
get between them.  I positioned myself so my cock was pressed against his
ass cheeks, and then began to hump against him, grasping his hips in my
hands.  It felt so good, feeling my cock buried between his butt cheeks.  I
leaned in close to him so my chest rested on his back.  I leaned in and
felt him turn his face so that he could whisper "fuck me" in my ear.  As I
humped against his firm ass, I felt a drive like I never had before.  It
had been strong as I had sucked his cock, but now this feeling of humping
his firm ass drove me wild.  I whispered back "I WANT to fuck you."  I
humped against him, but due to my extreme horniness I came quickly,
shooting my load up on his upper butt and his lower back.  As I took my
deep post-cum breaths, Matt reached back and wiped off my cum, and then
licked it off his fingers, which I could see clearly in the mirror.  I kept
my cock pressed against his butt for a couple of minutes and then pulled
off.  I still had cum on me, which Matt wiped off and licked off his
fingers.  Damn, I thought.  This guy LOVES my cum!  We went back into the
loft and slipped on our clothes.

	"I guess, for next time, we have to have lube" Matt said.  I really
didn't know what lube was, other than guessing it was something to make it
easier for me to penetrate him.  We went down the loft ladder, first
checking to make sure the loft looked exactly as it had when we got there.
We looked out the kitchen window to his parent's cabin.  There was a clock
on the wall and it showed almost 4 PM.  Matt knew that his mom, dad and
sister would be back soon, so he commented that we wouldn't have time to
get lube today.  We got out of the cabin, and Matt returned the key to its
place.  We were able to walk freely to his parent's cabin, knowing that no
one saw us.  As soon as we got in, Matt said he wanted to shower, since he
still had cum on his back.  I thought it'd be fun to shower together and
told him so, but he cautioned that his parents could return at any moment.
He went into the bathroom and I heard the shower fire up as I went upstairs
to the loft.  It was hot up there, so I went back downstairs and grabbed a
soda from the fridge.  Matt's shower was short, and he came out, still in
the same OP's. He grabbed a soda as well, and we went out onto the deck,
waiting for his parents and sister to return.  While sitting there we
quietly talked about going and getting lube the next day, and sneaking over
to the neighbor's cabin.  He told me he liked being bent over the sink, so
that's how he wanted to be when I fucked him.  He was so matter-of-factly
about all this, that I didn't realize that I had gotten hard just
listening.  We sat there, legs up on the railing, Matt went for a couple of
more sodas, and we just talked about sex.  He said I was good at
cocksucking, and was glad I was his first.  I shared some of the fantasies
I'd had over the years, both the fantasies about my buds and my made up
buds.  He shared that he knew his sister trimmed her pubes because he'd
seen them the other day.  Both of us just shared sexual things - typical of
college guys, but more so of college guys from super-Christian homes and
colleges.  We were just feeling liberated.  After both of us giving each
other head and Matt telling me he wanted my cock up his ass, we didn't feel
like hiding anything.  Soon, his parent's car pulled up the driveway.  We
greeted them, and then we all went in for dinner.  The rest of the evening
was a night like before - board games, lots of family time.  I started to
get too sleepy to keep going at about 11 PM, and so I went up the steps to
the loft.  I stripped to my briefs, and plopped myself on the bed.  I fell
asleep quickly, and was awakened by the feeling of Matt's hand in my
shorts, giving me a hand job.  I sleepily reached down and pulled my briefs
down to my knees, giving him access.  He kept stroking me, and I just laid
there, half asleep and enjoying the feeling.  He motioned for me to shift
over, and he crawled under the bedding with me, completely naked.  I
reached down and started to massage his cock, but after a few minutes Matt
moved and positioned himself above me, pressing our hard cocks together.
He didn't completely lay down on me, but held himself up by his arms so he
could press against me.  He humped like this for a bit, pressing our cocks
together.  It didn't take too long to feel myself cum, and he did shortly
after.  He slid off me, and lying next to me mixed our two loads together.
He then dipped his fingers in the mixed cum and held them to my mouth.  I
took his wrist and slowly and sensually licked off the cum mix.  He wiped
my belly again, taking up more, which he licked off this time.  After he
cleaned me up, he stayed in bed with me.  It was a full-sized bed, so we
had the room.  I fell asleep as cuddled into me.

	I was awakened the next morning by sounds from the kitchen again,
and noticed Matt was on the mattress on the floor. I didn't know when he
had moved.  I got up, slipped on my clothes and peeked over the loft
railing.  It was both Matt's mom and dad again.  I crawled down the ladder
and Matt's dad asked me if I was in the mood for more fishing.  I yawned
that I was, so he grabbed his tackle, while I returned to the loft to
change into warmer clothes.  Soon, we were out the door, and in the car, on
our way to the docks.  Matt's dad was cool, so small talk was good with
him.  On the boat he asked me about my dating life, my plans post-college,
etc.  We had a good talk, and I had a distinct feeling he was checking me
out for his daughter.  We didn't have as good a morning: only one trout
each.  But we returned home in time for breakfast.  Matt's sister was up,
looking like she'd not slept at all.  Matt hadn't come down yet.  Then
Matt's mom outlined what she wanted to do that day - it was Friday, my last
full day there.  She wanted us all to go to Big Bear, have lunch there,
fish on the shore, and maybe rent a boat or something.  She basically had
planned for the whole day for us to hang out.  I sat there, wondering how
the hell I was going to be able to get lube if I was with them!  Matt
eventually worked his way down the ladder, and was given the day's plans.
He looked at me, and I could tell he was thinking the same thing: how are
we going to get the lube and then fuck at the other cabin.  Soon, Matt's
mom commandeered his dad and sister to start the lunches and snacks, and I
excused myself to shower.  We left before 10 AM to make the drive to Big
Bear.

	I was my first time up at Big Bear since my folks and I had come up
to see my oldest brother at a geological dig in the forest area.  The lake
was nice.  We found a guy who rented his pontoon boat out, and provided
tackle to do trolling, so Matt's dad shelved out the money and we hopped
on.  It was 2 hours of just riding around the lake.  I was dying - not only
because Matt was wearing a pair of really loose-fitting OP shorts, but he
also had on a loose fitting tank top that showed off his toned shoulders
and arms.  His sister, too, was hot in a bikini with a tight fitting tank
top over it.  I tried to avoid staring at her, but she was just too damned
hot NOT to!  We only caught a couple of trout, which we released.  By the
time we were done we were hungry.  We got to the car, headed to a picnic
area on the shoreline, and brought everything out for our lunch.  I was
really struggling now, because Matt had taken off his tank top.  I KNEW
that all he had on were the OP shorts.  And his sister, still in the bikini
and tank top, looked so fine as well.  A really dirty thought crossed my
mind: had Matt and his sister ever fucked?  Or had she serviced him orally?
I wiped that idea out of my head.  I felt Matt was too into cock for that
to happen.  It was nearly 3 PM when we headed back to the cabin, getting
there by 4 PM.  Matt's parents wanted to hit the lake for some end of day
skiing, and they invited us both to join them.  Matt replied that since it
was my last day he thought he and I would drive to the Arrowhead village
and just hang.  I could tell his parents were disappointed, but I knew what
was on his mind: lube.  Eventually they took off after having changed into
swimwear.  Matt and I waited for a bit, and then he urged me to go.  He
pulled his tank top back on and we got into my car.

	Matt directed me into the Arrowhead village, and we found a Thrifty
Drug Store there.  It was then we realized that how do we ASK for lube,
where it was in the store, and what do we use.  We discussed who would ask,
and if we should go in together.  That might be too suggestive: two guys
going into a store and asking for lube.  So, I figured that since I was
leaving the next day that I'd go in.  We figured that the lube would be by
the rubbers, and I had to ask about those.  Matt was a little surprised
that I didn't know.  But he told me.  So, with Matt sitting in the car, I
walked in.  I looked around for a couple of minutes, too shy to ask.  I
finally found the rubbers and right by them, the lube - KY Jelly.  I'd
heard about that as a joke from other guys, so I knew I was on it.  I read
the tube: for use in lubricating the vagina for sexual intercourse.  Yup.
That was it.  I pulled the tube off the shelf, almost tempted to put it in
my pocket, but more afraid of getting in trouble if I got caught, and less
afraid of buying it!  I waited for other customers to leave the checkout
stand, and went up to pay for it.  I pretty much avoided the checkout guy's
eyes, but then he asked for ID.  I pulled out my license and he then rang
me up.  Placing it into a bag he handed it to me, and I walked quickly but
not TOO quickly out the door.  I saw that Matt had reclined the seat of my
car, just in case, so I got in, tossed the bag to him, fastened my seat
belt and drove away.

	As we drove back to the cabin, Matt pulled out the tube and read
it.  "Nothing here about anal" he said.  "Probably 'cause it's illegal in
some states."  We drove back to the cabin, with very little talk.  I was
already hard thinking of applying that to my dick and bending Matt over
that pedestal sink when all of a sudden I jammed on the brakes!  There,
turning the corner in front of us, going back to the cabin, were Matt's
parents and sister.  Now what do we do!?!  I pulled up and we both
excitedly started to talk.

       "They SAW us!  We can't just go to the other cabin!  They'll expect
us at ours!  What do we do with the lube?"

       "Leave it in the glove compartment!"

       "How are we going to fuck now?"

       "I dunno...lemme think!"

       We pulled up at the front of Matt's cabin, while his parents and
sister got out.  Crap!  What happened???  We got out and Matt's dad told us
that his sister was sick and she'd thrown up over the side of the boat.  He
said they decided to cut it short and get her home.  He then added that
maybe Matt and I would like to go late afternoon fishing.  I was standing
there - how do we get out of this?  How do we say no?  How do we get into
the other cabin so we can fuck?  It was all of a sudden that I realized we
weren't going to be able to.  Even if we were to head to the other cabin
under the reason to check it out, we'd have to be back soon, not long
enough to fuck.  I felt so let down, and looking at Matt, I could tell he
was too.  Matt's mom called out that we should go fishing, and Matt and I
realized we had to.  I went in, got some jackets for us, asked about his
sister - only to get the answer when I heard her blow her cookies in the
bathroom toilet - and went back out.  Matt, his dad and I then drove down
to the boat for a late afternoon of fishing.

	That night we got back too late for dinner, so Matt's dad quickly
cleaned and filleted the trout we'd caught, and we grilled them up.  It was
quick and easy.  Matt's sister was in bed, not feeling great, so it was
just the four of us.  This night we decided not to do the games, so we sat
on the deck, with the outdoor heater going and just talked.  One thing I
liked about Matt's parents were that they were very good at conversation.
It didn't seem like it was that late when they said it was - and it was
nearly midnight.  Damn.  I knew that Matt wouldn't want to fuck upstairs,
since it was the loft.  We all turned in, Matt and I heading to the loft.
What would or what COULD we do?  I was aching, dying to get that lube on my
cock - THE LUBE THAT WAS IN MY CAR!  Shit!  What could I do now?  Matt
followed me up, and I whispered to him about the lube in my car.  He shook
his head.  "Can't do anything anyway.  Can't take the risk of you fucking
me here."  We both sighed deeply, knowing that he was right.  I felt so
miserable.  Here we'd gone to the effort to get lube, and we couldn't fuck.
"Well, then," I started, and I leaned close to him.  "I wanna suck you
dry."  He smiled.  We stripped down - me to my briefs at first, then after
he dropped his shorts, becoming naked, I dropped my briefs.  We climbed
into our respective beds, knowing we'd have to wait.  We whispered some
things to each other.  Finally, we figured everyone was asleep.  So, I
climbed out of my bed and got down on the floor.  I pulled back Matt's
bedding and began to work on his cock.  I SO wanted him in my mouth, and I
knew I was going to suck him and take his load.  It didn't take long - he
was obviously horned up really bad.  I swallowed all he'd give me, and soon
moved so that he could suck me, which he did with relish.  Just like Matt,
I too was horny.  It wasn't long before I shot my load in his mouth.  This
time he stroked my dick as I shot, which he told me after he finished that
he was "milking" me.  I asked if he wanted to cuddle again, but he
declined.  The clock said 1 AM, so I climbed into bed, and drifted off to
sleep, the taste of Matt's cum mingled with the trout dinner.

	During the night I heard the unmistakable sound of vomiting,
figuring it was Matt's sister, and when I heard her mom go to the bathroom,
I could hear Matt's sister reply.  She was sick.  I had a hard time getting
back to sleep, because she was in there a while.  It was almost 4 AM by the
time she was done and I fell to sleep.  I woke up around 6 AM, but Matt's
parents were still asleep.  I figured I needed to leave no later than 3 PM
to get home for dinner, but I was thinking of leaving early.  I doubt, with
Matt's sister blowing chunks, that we'd do anything today.  And I totally
doubted that they'd leave his sister at home alone if she was sick.  I
actually was able to get back to sleep, but woke up again when I heard
sound in the kitchen.  It was nearly 8 AM - I'd slept in.  I got dressed,
climbed down the steps from the loft, and saw Matt's dad.  I asked about
Matt's sister, and he said she's fine, the worst of it was the night
before. But both the sis and mom were asleep.  He didn't ask if I wanted to
go fishing - he must've seen I was tired.  I got a cup of coffee and went
onto the deck, which was bathed in morning sun.  Soon, Matt's dad came and
joined me.  We talked about fishing, and he gave me tips on how to do
things better.  He said he'd take me out today, but they had to go to Big
Bear for groceries that morning.  Soon, Matt's mom came out, and she too
looked tired.  It was a while before Matt came out, looking the most rested
of all.  He asked about his sister, and they said she was fine, but really
tired.  We all went back in and Matt's mom made breakfast.  She told Matt
to clean the bathroom, especially the toilet, which Matt griped at, but
eventually did.  Matt's mom was worried that we might all get what his
sister had.  After breakfast, Matt's mom went into the sister's bedroom to
check on her, then came back out saying she was OK but wanted to sleep.
Then, Matt's mom said that she and his dad were going to Big Bear for
groceries and did we wish to come along.  Matt groaned that it was my last
day, and he wanted to hang with me until I had to leave.  His parents OK'd
that, and asked us to keep an eye on his sister.  By 10 AM they were gone.
Matt stood at the front door, and within seconds turned to me and whispered
"they're gone and around the corner.  Give 'em a couple of minutes in case
my mom forgot something, and then we can" and at this he motioned to the
next door cabin, and then did a few pelvis thrusts, indicating fucking.  I
nodded.  We both went and got our flip flops, and I went out to my car for
the lube.  I was already fully hard by the time I reached into the glove
compartment and removed the bag.  Matt was on his way to get the key, and I
met him at the top of the steps.  He was fumbling with the key.  "I'm
actually kinda nervous" he said as he unlocked the door.  He put the key
down and turned to me "you got it?"  I pulled the tube out of my pocket.
We then went into the bathroom, and stripped down.  Both of us were
shaking, even more nervous than we had been earlier.  And we were both
fully erect.  I took the tube and undid the top.  Matt suggested that I
start with my fingers again, and he bent over the pedestal sink.  I dropped
the lube on the floor and picked it up, shaking with nerves.  I lubed up my
fingers and stood behind him, his nice firm bubble butt thrusted out, with
both hands holding onto his cheeks, spreading them for me.  I started to
work his hole, and found I could easily slip my middle finger in, then my
index finger.  He moaned in pleasure.  "A LOT easier than yesterday.
Lubing up does help.  Put another in," and I inserted another finger in his
hole - three in there now.  Knowing how thick my cock was I knew that if I
got three fingers in there he'd be able to take ME in there.  "You ready?"
I asked, leaning in.  He nodded he was.  I then applied the lube to my
rock-hard cock shaft, wiping it on there liberally.  I positioned myself
behind him, and slowly began to press my purple cock head against the hole.
The lubing of his hole and my cock made it easy to get the tip in first,
then the whole cock head.  He moaned and told me to go in, which I started
to do.  I was able to get my cock head in his hole, and then my shaft
slipped in easily.  I didn't go in fast, due to him letting out small yelps
of pain, mixed with moans or "oh!"  Finally, about half of my cock was in
his ass, and so I started to fuck him.  Not ever having fucked a girl I
wasn't sure, but I'd guessed how, so I began to thrust in and pull out, in
and out, and soon had a rythym of fucking going.  I was able to drive my
cock almost all the way in before he screamed, so I stopped, and asked if
he wanted me to pull out.  He shook his head and whispered "just not that
far in."  So I continued.  I alternated how deep I'd thrust in, or how
quick I'd pull back, or I'd adjust my approach, so almost every thrust was
slightly different.  Matt just moaned or whimpered in joyous pain.  He was
enjoying it, and would reach around and put his fingers by his hole,
feeling my cock as I'd move it into him.  He'd tickle my balls, or reach
over his shoulder and pull me close.  I was surprised that I was lasting as
long as I was, but it wasn't too much longer that I felt the intense
shutter, and in seconds I could feel an explosion at the end of my cock as
I shot a load in Matt's ass.  As the euphoria eased off, I leaned forward
so my chest was against his back.  He grabbed both sides of the sink,
breathing heavily and exclaiming quietly "Wow!" many times.  Finally I
pulled out of him, looking at my cock as I did.  It was reddened by the
irritation of his tight hole, and covered with a mix of lube and specs of
Matt's shit.  Matt stood up and then went to the toilet, lifting up the lid
and sitting down.  "Gotta crap out your cum and the lube," he said, as he
sat there.  I couldn't hear anything, but I reached for the toilet paper,
and proceeded to wipe off my irritated cock.  As I was, Matt took some
toilet paper, and wiped his ass, repeating that a couple of times until he
stated that he was clean.  I tossed in the toilet paper I had used just as
he flushed the toilet.  He dropped the lid down, and we went out of the
bathroom, getting dressed again.  I asked him how it was, and he responded
it wasn't what he thought it would be.  He said it did hurt, but he liked
it.  He also said I was a bit on the big side, so when I thrust in deep it
hurt badly.  He then stepped close to me, and whispered (even though we
were in an empty house) that he hoped we'd do it again, because he did want
to be fucked by me again.  As he turned, I grabbed his arm, and pulled him
to me.  I could tell he thought I was going to kiss him, but I didn't.
Instead I reached down to his fly and unbuttoned it, then unzipped it, and
his OP's fell to the floor.  I was hungry, and I was hungry for his cock.
I knew he needed release, and since I would be leaving soon, I wanted to be
that release.  I got on my knees and took his hard cock in my mouth, and
found myself eagerly and voraciously sucking it and bobbing on it.  He was
more vocal than he had ever been before, and I could feel him helping me by
thrusting his pelvis forward, fucking my mouth.  He did take long to cum,
and I stayed on him, swallowing it all.  Matt helped me up, and then bent
down to pull up his shorts.  We walked out of the cabin, and he took the
key and locked the door.  I asked him if we'd left any "evidence" and he
quickly unlocked the door and walked back in.  He was only a few seconds
before he came back out, and told me we were OK.  We walked down the steps
and up to their cabin.

	As we walked back I was worried about if his sister had woken up -
it was almost 11 AM now, and I was concerned.  We walked back up the steps
of his parent's cabin, and into the front door.  She was up, but just
sitting on the couch.  She asked where we had been, and Matt spoke up
saying at the neighbor's cabin, checking in on it like he'd been asked to
do.  Thankfully, she said she'd only just woke up and wondered where
everyone was.  So, we were safe.  Soon after that Matt's parents returned,
and I helped them unload the groceries.  Matt's dad asked if we wanted to
go out skiing one more time, and I agreed.  We made a quick take-along
lunch, and Matt, his dad and I drove to the docks.  With Matt's sister
still feeling tired, their mom stayed behind with her.  We got to the boat,
and Matt and his dad prepped to ski, and let me pilot the boat out.  For
the next hour I did the observer job while first Matt skiied, then his dad.
We got back to the dock and then back to the cabin by 3 PM, which was the
time I had to leave.  I quickly packed what little I had while Matt
watched.  "I wish I could stay," I told him quietly.  He nodded, "Yeah,"
and then just looked at me.  He followed me down the loft steps, stood by
me as I said my goodbyes, and followed me out to my car.  I tossed my
duffle bag in the trunk.

	"So," I began.  "Thanks for inviting me and, well, you know." I
smiled.  Matt shoved his hands in his shorts.  "You're welcome."  He turned
to look at the cabin.  "Hey, uh, maybe in a couple of weeks I could come to
your house or you could come up to ours and we could, you know, have some
more...fun."  I smiled.  "I'd like that," I replied.  "But since I stayed
here with your family, maybe you should come down to my place.  We're by
the beach anyway."  I fidgeted with my keys.  "Only thing is, my parents
are always home, so we might not have as much privacy as we did here.  We
might not be able to have....any...fun."  Matt shrugged his shoulders.
"OK," he said quietly, and then looked at me in the eyes.  "I'd still wanna
come and at least...try."  I nodded.  "OK," I said.  "I'll call or write or
something."  Matt whispered to me "Write me, so we can send dirty letters."
and he smiled as he finished that sentence.  I took his hand to shake it,
and he took it and shook it firmly.  I hopped in my car, started it up, and
headed down the mountain for the 2 hour drive home.