Date: Sat, 09 Feb 2002 04:30:52 GMT
From:  <starsong@subdimension.com>
Subject: Dorm Fun

Disclaimer: This is a work of adult erotic fiction with
homosexual themes.  If you're not legal or not interested,
go somewhere else.

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starsong sez:

A week ago I published my first erotic story, "Alex and
Dan", in the Nifty Archive college section.  It was a story
about two young college boys discovering sex and love for
the first time, in one passionate afternoon.  Having
received several positive responses, I'm now working on an
Alex & Dan series!  However, writing good romance is tricky,
and it's taking a lot more time and emotion than I thought.
In the meantime, I decided to have a bit of fun and dash off
a good old-fashioned college sex romp in the form of a
three-way.  Trousers down!


"Dorm Fun"
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Being a college freshman isn't easy.  You have classes,
homework, responsibility, and none of the respect of being a
senior in high school.  Fortunately, my roommate Seth was a
likable guy.  He was cute, too, with deep brown eyes and
short gelled hair swept up at the front.  Seth was a
sophomore, and taught me just about everything I needed to
survive the first few months.  Both of us were gay, a fact
that slipped out on its own when we were changing for gym
one day and each caught the other staring.  We had never
done anything, ummm, "frisky" together; we both agreed that
would have seemed too weird, having to live together and
all.  Until, that is, he started hanging out with another
guy.  He was a toned, lanky, slightly scruffy-looking skater
boy named Jordan, who had confessed to Seth in a drunken
stupor that he was both a virgin and bisexual.

Seth once told me that the quality of life depends on the
people you meet.  If you know no one, you'll have a
miserable time at college.  But, if you happen to know one
or two open-minded boys, well, then the fun begins...


(10:30pm, October)

Jordan came in and dropped his board in the middle of the
room, seeming unsure what to do.  He looked like the classic
skater-dude, wearing loose black nylon shorts and a
well-worn baseball cap, with the bill scrunched in "just
right" at the sides.  Through his slightly ripped
body-hugging t-shirt I could just make out a tattoo above
his navel: a rose, its stem leading suggestively down past
the waistband of his shorts.  His arms were a silky golden
color, a single tiny scar showing at the sleeve of his
shirt, a reminder of his skill with a skateboard.  Jordan's
slate-grey eyes darted around the room, at the floor, the
ceiling, looking at anything but us, until he finally worked
up the courage to speak.

"So, uh.... should I..."  Fidgeting, he took off the
baseball cap and ran his fingers through a loose cascade of
brown hair.  Seth picked up on his anxiety and got off the
bed.

"Heh, calm down man.  We're not gonna molest you in the
middle of the room.  Want a beer from the fridge?"

Jordan sighed and tossed his cap onto my desk, smiling
faintly.  "Sure, man.  I think I'm gonna need it to keep
from passing out."  As Seth bent down to open the
mini-fridge, I saw Jordan impulsively turn to check out his
ass, catching himself just a second too late.  I grinned at
him, and could have sworn I saw him blush.  I couldn't
resist a little needling.

"Hey, Seth, Jord here's already checkin' you out!  You
should keep him on a leash."  Jordan looked mortified, but
Seth just laughed and tossed him a can.  Popping the top, he
drank about half of it in one go, tilting the end up towards
the ceiling as he drank.  As he leaned back I caught a
glimpse of blue underwear above his shorts, and my dick
twitched in anticipation.  Seth saw the look on my face and
winked impishly.

"Heh, I'd wouldn't mind seeing *you* on a leash, perv."  He
threw me another can, and shot me an evil grin.  "As long as
I'm the one holding it."  He sat down on the bed and kicked
off his shoes, stretching his arms over his head.  Jordan
had stopped looking worried and now looked *very*
interested.  Now it was my turn to use the evil grin.

"Drink up, Jord," I said, dropping the sandals off my feet.
"You'll need your strength."  Seth looked at me and broke
out in a fit of giggles.

"What?"

"It's just, heh, you sound so..... you know... corny." Seth
fought to keep himself composed, his warm brown eyes
flashing with laughter as Jordan rolled his eyes.

"I'm not being *corny*, I'm being seductive," I said,
blushing slightly.  "Don't you watch *any* soaps?"

Jordan broke in.  "Queers Of Our Lives?" he said, cracking
up.  I had a feeling the beer was getting to him.

"Fine.  You want non-corny?  Here."  I put the unopened can
down and whisked off my shirt with a dramatic flourish.
Now, I'm not a model or anything, but I *do* have a nice
body; mostly hairless, well-defined pecs, soft outlines of
the muscles underneath my skin.  Jordan almost dropped his
beer.

"Holy shit, dude," said Jordan quietly, looking like his
eyes were on their way to Mars.  "I don't... I mean I
never..."  I thought I saw something twitch under that black
nylon.

Seth gave me a dirty look.  "Show off," he said, leaning
back on the bed.  "So, are we gonna stand around talking all
day?" he asked with a grin.  I looked at Jordan as he sat
down in my chair, adjusting his shorts and looking
distinctly green.

"Oh forget him," Seth said, unbuttoning his shirt.  "He can
join in later if he wants.  I need to get some or I'm gonna
go crazy."  Realizing Jordan wasn't ready, I turned my
attention to Seth.

It's funny how I never really noticed Seth's body before.
Being roommates, we had seen each others' bodies, but rarely
looked at each other naked.  And despite the unspoken
tension, never in an overtly sexual way.  As he took off the
last button and tossed his shirt aside, my senses went into
overdrive and I moved towards him.

"Hmmmm, someone's feeling frisky," he chuckled, as I rubbed
my hands over the crotch of his cargo shorts.  I leaned up
and kissed him, reveling in the smell of cologne, mouthwash
and the faint musky odor of his arousal.  We broke, and I
was surprised to see a flicker of tenderness and
vulnerability in his usually arrogant eyes.  He brushed a
few strands of hair out of my eyes and rested his hand on my
shoulder.  "You're cute," he whispered, teasing a line down
my chest to my left nipple.  His fingers drew ever-shrinking
circles around the nub until it was starkly erect in the
humid air of our room.  I whimpered softly as Seth bent down
and massaged it with his tongue.  A bolt of lightning flew
down my chest and into my boxers, my dick straining against
its silky cotton prison.  Seth gave me another wicked look
and started playing with the string on my sweatpants.

"Heh, why don't we let Mr. Frisky here out to play."  I felt
his hands move under the waistband and I lifted my hips off
the bed, letting him slip my sweats and boxers off in one
quick motion.  The sheets felt soft against my naked body,
and my dick stood straight out, a tiny bead of precum
glistening on the head.  I arched my back and moaned as he
pulled back my foreskin and licked my cock from base to tip.

"Now, now," he said playfully, giving my nuts a gentle flick
with his finger.  "We don't want you cumming too soon.
Anyways, I thought we invited skater-boy here to play, not
just watch."  I had almost forgotten about our guest.

Jordan was still sitting in my chair, but his tight-fitting
tee and nylon shorts had joined our clothes in a heap on the
floor.  He was perfect; smooth, tanned, muscular, with just
a light patch of downy hair between his pecs.  One hand
followed his tattoo down to the lump in his blue boxer
briefs, the other slowly rubbing a slickened nipple.  I
grinned at him.

"Wanna share that thing?" I asked, pointing to his crotch.
Blushing slightly, Jordan wiggled open the fly and let his
half-hard cock slip out.  It was short but thick, with a
mouth-watering creamy pink helmet and a loose swath of
sensitive skin between the head and the light brown ring all
cut boys share.  I licked my lips and rolled the skin over
my own aching member, longing to explore him with my tongue.

Seth noticed my interest, chuckling slightly and feigning a
pout.  "Hey, I'm feeling neglected here.  Maybe this will
bring you back." Seth arched up, pulling his shorts and
briefs down his legs,  letting his slender erection pop into
the air.  I'll admit I sneaked glances at Seth while he was
changing, but I had never seen him hard.  He had about an
inch on Jordan (and a half on me, though I hate to admit
it), but his smooth, cut cock was as skinny as he was.  I
got even harder as he gave it a few light strokes and let it
go, watching it rise up and smack against his stomach.

Jordan got up and slipped off his boxer briefs, displaying a
fuzzy set of low-hanging balls.  I moved across the bed as
he sat down next to Seth, who ran a hand up his silky-smooth
thigh.  "Hmmm, *very* nice," I said, looking him over
appreciatively.  "Why don't you lie down?"

I rolled out of the way as Jordan leaned back on the bed,
shifting his weight until he was comfortable.  Wasting no
time, Seth lay down next to him and guided Jordan's firm,
fat cock to his lips, sucking hungrily at the head.  I
stroked his hair and watched his gleaming grey eyes screw
shut with pleasure as he thrusted gently into Seth's willing
mouth.  Seth's cock was starkly erect and slickened with
precum, his hand closed tightly around the shaft and pumping
slowly to Jordan's rhythm.  I licked my lips again and
leaned in hungrily towards his nuts, kissing them lightly
and tracing lines back and forth on the sensitive skin just
behind his sack.  Seth purred like a kitten and sped up his
pumping as I gently rolled his jewels into my mouth.  I
probed the wrinkled skin with my tongue and rolled his balls
together, my nostrils filling with the warm, musky odor of
sex.

Jordan took one hand off Seth's head and slowly massaged my
back, gradually moving south to cup my firm and flexing ass.
 I was surprised but pleased to feel his finger moving
deeper, and spread my legs eagerly as he circled my
entrance.  I listened to him pant as he thrusted into Seth,
sure that he would try to slip a finger or two into my
tight, puckered hole.  I was almost disappointed when he
stopped and slid his hand over to the head of my drooling
cock.  He played curiously with the foreskin, gently sliding
it up and down the shaft and twisting it between his
fingers.  I remembered what Seth had said about him being a
virgin, and was glad to let him play, moving obediently as
he explored my manhood for the first time.  He reached
behind me and pulled my hips towards him, teasing the
exposed head of my dick with his tongue.  I felt a sudden
warmth envelop the shaft, and knew he hadtaken me into his
mouth.  We slipped into a gentle rhythm, Jordan bobbing
smoothly on my cock in time to my gentle thrusts.

I reveled in the heightened feeling as I sucked on Seth's
balls, feeling the vibration of his relentless pumping on my
tongue.  The three of us lay in a triangle of sweat,
pleasure, and flexing muscles until I felt Seth's nuts draw
up in my mouth.  He arched his back and moaned around
Jordan's cock as I felt the primitive spasms of orgasm
racing through his body.  A few drops of hot fluid fell on
my back and I couldn't resist looking up too see.  I gently
let his nuts fall from my tongue and glanced up at him.
Seth was covered in sweat, mixed with thick white cum on his
chest as he lay back panting.  He grunted and let Jordan's
still-hard cock slip from his mouth as he massaged his dick,
squeezing out every last drop of cum onto his chest.  I
suddenly felt cold air on my shaft as Jordan let go and sat
up.

"Dude, that was... intense."  Seth could barely raise his
head, lying there, lazily running his fingers through the
gooey warm fluid on his chest.  He glanced at Jordan's stiff
erection and looked guilty.

"Sorry, man.  I just couldn't hold back, ya know."  Jordan
looked at him, then me, and I knew he wasn't finished.  I
remembered feeling his finger at my entrance, and our eyes
locked in understanding.  He slid me next to Seth, my legs
spread open to accept him.  Hard to believe this was the
same shy skater-boy who had almost fainted when I took off
my shirt.  Seth lazily took hold of my cock as Jordan began
probing at my hole.

Smiling reassuringly, he tried gently slipping a finger past
my ring, but stopped when I winced in pain.  Even with the
sheen of sweat I had worked up, there was too much friction
to let him in.  I saw lust in Jordan's eyes as he ran his
fingers over the cum on Seth's chest, slickening them up
with the still-warm load.  His finger met no resistance this
time, sliding in until it brushed the magic button of my
prostate.  I gasped as Jordan prodded it in time with Seth's
firm pumping, sending waves of pleasure from deep inside my
body.  He gently eased his finger out of my body and gave
his cock a few strokes to firm it up. Seth didn't complain
as Jordan took another dripping handful of cum off his chest
and slathered it over his dick, splashing a bit on my ass in
the process.  I felt the tip of his cock tickle my nuts, and
then rest lightly on my entrance.  I looked at him with lust
and nodded my head vigorously.  With a primal grunt, he slid
the head of his cock past the ring and deep inside my body.

He gave a few short thrusts at first, to feel me out, then
leaned over me and settled into a firm rhythm.  I ran my
hands over his taut, flexing shoulders, squealing with
pleasure as he thrusted into me.  My legs wrapped around his
hips as I gazed up at Jordan's face, his eyes screwed shut
in animal lust as he fucked me.  I felt the powerful flexing
of his body under my hands and clenched down on his dick,
moaning incoherently as Seth worked my dripping cock.
Jordan was grunting now, speeding up as I tightened myself
around the pumping head of his dick.  I felt a familiar
warmth in my crotch and instinctively pulled in my legs,
drawing Jordan's hardness deep into my body as I shot thick
ropes of cum over Seth's pumping hands.  As I was spurting I
felt Jordan's shoulders knot up, and felt a sudden warmth in
the pit of my stomach as he came with a gasp, every muscle
in his young body flexing to the pulses of his orgasm.  Seth
let go of my cock as Jordan slowed down and collapsed on top
of me, spent and shrinking inside my glowing body.  I felt
his breath on my cheek and looked into his eyes, letting
myself fall into the kiss as he pressed his lips to mine.
My fading erection slid between us as I wrapped my arms
around his slender body, reveling in the taste and the
strong, sweaty smell of his sex.

"Awww, how kewwwwwt."  We broke the kiss and both gave Seth
dirty looks as he giggled softly next to us, gently
massaging his emptied nuts.  "Looks like *somebody's* in
love."

Jordan groaned as he slipped off me and grabbed a towel,
giving Seth a playful smack on the head in the process.
Hard to explain, but I felt empty without him inside me.

"Just like you to ruin the mood," he said, wiping a few
drops of cum off his flaccid dick.  "Let me get that for
you, babe."  He wiped the last of the cum off my stomach and
slid the foreskin back over the head of my shrinking cock,
tossing the towel to Seth.

"Mmmmm, boy juice," Seth said, holding the towel up to his
nose and sniffing deeply.  I was suddenly overcome by a fit
of giggles.

"What's so funny?" he asked, running the towel over his own
smeared chest.

"Nothing, dude, you just sounded, well.... *corny*"  I
giggled as Seth blushed, remembering his own earlier
comment.  "Awww, come off it dude.  I was just kidding."  I
scooted over to Seth and gave him a kiss on the cheek as
Jordan lay down next to me.  I looked at the clock.  It was
12:30 in the morning.

"You wanna spend the night, Jord?" I asked hopefully.  He
looked surprised for a second, but nodded his head with a
grin.

"Sweet. I could get used to this."

Seth turned off the lamp and laid his head on my chest as
Jordan snuggled into my side.  I put my arm around him,
pulling the blankets up and over the three of us.  We
cuddled together, naked, soft, and warm, all enjoying the
peace and comfort of sleep.

(FIN)

Comments welcome as always.
starsong@subdimension.com
http://www.angelfire.com/ego/starsong

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