Date: Mon, 25 Jun 2012 22:22:17 +0100
From: Mr Skinny <mr.skinny@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Geeks Get Hot  -  13-Brad

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The following piece of fiction contains explicit descriptions of sexual
acts between consenting adult males aged over the age of 18. Please do not
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Note from Author:

This part of the story is told by Brad. The chapter will be retold from
Anthony's point of view soon. To read other chapters from this story, go
back to the main `Geeks Get Hot' folder.


Geeks Get Hot  (part 13) - Brad

I looked over at Anthony with my heart in my mouth, but he didn't seem
grossed out by the fact that the porn film so far was just two naked guys
sitting next to each other on a bed stroking their cut cocks from soft to
hard. In fact, if anything, he seemed more turned on than ever, his rock
hard erection twitching and throbbing without him even touching it yet.

"Is this one alright for you?" He asked, turning to face me.

I stammered a reply.  "I didn't think you'd want to see something like
this."

"Why not?"

"Well, it's two guys isn't it?" I replied, swallowing uncomfortably.

"So?" he shrugged.

"So there's no girl." I spelt out the obvious.

Maybe Anthony thought a pair of chicks would be joining in soon, but having
already viewed this film before, I knew for definite that that wasn't the
case. The guys jacked off, swapped blow jobs, and shot their loads. That
was it. Anthony wouldn't want to watch something like that, would he?!

"Yes, I can see that," he said. He didn't sound disappointed. He circled
his fist round his shaft and jacked up and down a couple times before
letting go and sighing with pleasure. "Fuck I need a wank so bad!"

"Don't you...don't you mind there's no girl?" I asked him incredulously.

"I'm not bothered at all. I'm...I'm g-...I'm...I like all sorts of porn,"
he replied, looking down at the bed seeming a little uncomfortable all of a
sudden.

"Well if you don't mind," I said, speaking slowly and trying to sound
casual about it, but actually really excited and turned-on that we would be
jacking-off next to each other watching the sort of porn that really gets
me off. "I...I guess it's good for a change." I tried to bluff that I
didn't usually watch porn like this myself. I think he bought it.

"I don't mind at all. I'm pretty drunk and I'm horny as fuck. As long as
it's porn and it's legal, I can wank to it!" He was playing with his balls
as he spoke, rolling them in his hand and tugging at his scrotum with his
thumb and forefinger. It made his rock hard dick bounce up and down.

I watched him transfixed and then realized I wasn't being very discreet
about checking him out. He hadn't seemed to have noticed though. Or maybe
he was just too wasted to care. I ran my eyes over his naked body, letting
my gaze linger on his hard uncut dick. He was jacking himself slowly, his
foreskin covering and uncovering his juicy plump pink head as he did. My
own dick throbbed at the sight, and I began to stroke myself.

Man it felt so good. Even better than usual. I felt sure having Anthony
next to me doing the same thing, not to mention the guys on the porn film
too, was having an effect on the level of my pleasure. I loved that Anthony
and I were doing the exact same thing as the guys in the film too. Sitting
side by side on a bed jacking-off. Wow. Maybe that was why Anthony didn't
mind the film as it was, because he was getting off on the idea that the
actors in it were doing the same thing he was. I had to find out.

"Are you getting off on thinking we're doing exactly what they're doing?" I
asked him eagerly. "I mean, they're two college roommates sitting next to
each other on a bed jacking-off, and we're two college roommates sitting
next to each other on a bed jacking-off too." I increased the speed of my
hand for a few strokes and then eased off a bit.

"Yes, I supposed it is kind of hot thinking that we're doing exactly what
they're doing," he said thoughtfully. "Although, I guess we're not quite
doing the same thing as them any more," he added, gesturing at the
monitor. I looked over and the guys in the video weren't jacking themselves
off any more, but had each other's dick in their hand jacking each other
off.

"No," I replied, "I guess we aren't." My mouth watered and my heart started
beating faster as I let go of myself and reached for Anthony's dick,
wrapping my hand tightly round his hard shaft, feeling his cock moving in
my grip. "But if I do this..."  I worried that maybe Anthony wouldn't
respond, but as I held his throbbing erection, he moved closer to me,
closing the gap between us until our hairy legs were touching, and then, I
felt his warm hand around my own hard dick and I almost ejaculated on the
spot I was so turned-on. "...And if you do that..." His shoulder was
touching mine and I loved the extra body contact between us. He was jerking
me off with long slow strokes that made me shudder right from head to
toe. "...Then we'll match what they're doing again," I concluded, my voice
husky with desire.

Anthony squeezed my dick tighter, his hand running right the way up and
down my lubed-up shaft, and I let out a moan of pure pleasure. I couldn't
believe we were doing this again. As I moaned, Anthony moaned too,
obviously enjoying what I was doing to him, my hand working away on his
hard uncut dick, keeping a nice steady rhythm.

He was continuing to jack my own hard cock and I loved the feel of his warm
hand around me. His fingers teased at the sensitive rim of my dickhead and
I gasped out with pleasure, squeezing him tighter as I did. I worked my
hand over his own head, my hand sticky with his precum.

"Oh fuck yes," he moaned, "keep doing that!"

I made sure his foreskin was rolled back, then put the palm of my hand over
his exposed sensitive head, wrapping my fingers round the plump sphere of
flesh, and moved my hand in a circling motion as if I were turning a
doorknob.

"OH FUCK!" He cried out, "Fuck yes Brad! Oh fuck that feels good!"

I felt a warm feeling spreading through me at the thought that I was making
him feel so much pleasure. That, coupled with the handjob I was getting,
the alcohol, and the porn (not that I was paying much attention to that any
more), had me unbelievably turned-on.

I sensed Anthony's hand slowing down the speed of its strokes on me, until
he paused, just holding me loosely in his hand. I wasn't sure if this was a
way of him asking me to ease off on him too, so I quit moving my hand so I
was just holding his dick in the center of his shaft. It twitched and
throbbed in my grip, and I longed to just keep stroking it, faster and
faster until it erupted.

"Brad, have you ever had that done to you?" Anthony asked me quietly. He
gestured at the computer monitor with his free hand as he spoke.

I looked over. One of the guys was kneeling on the floor in front of the
bed holding the shaft of the other guy's dick in his hand. The camera
zoomed in on his face as he parted his lips and took the guy's dick into
his mouth. Then the picture panned out quickly to show the expression on
the other guy's face. He had his eyes closed and a big smile. Not for the
first time I wondered how much the actors were acting and how good it
actually felt to be blown like that. I sighed wistfully before answering
Anthony's question.

"No, I've never gotten a blowjob before. I told you, I'm 100% virgin." I
sighed again. "Bet it feels awesome though," I added.

"Yes, it does," he said turning his head to look at me in the eye, smiling
faintly, obviously remembering what it felt like.

"Aww man!" I emitted, "quit making me jealous!" My dick swelled, feeling
even harder than before, as an intense longing swept through me. I wanted
to experience a blowjob for myself so much! Not just jack-off while
imagining how good it must feel, but knowing what it actually feels like.

"What does it feel like?" I demanded of Anthony, eager to hear him describe
it. I could barely imagine what the sensation of a wet tongue on my cock
might feel like. A bit like a lubed-up finger I guess...Oh quit trying to
guess at it Brad. You'll get to find out one day!

"It feels like..." he replied slowly.

"Yes?!" I said eagerly.

"Well, it's difficult to explain."

"Oh," I said, disappointed.

"Do you...Do you want me to show you instead?" He whispered, so quietly I
wasn't sure if I'd heard him correctly. It took my brain a moment to
process what he'd said.

Wait a minute! Did he just offer to...???!!!!  Fuck!

I hesitated a moment, certain he was about to punch me on the shoulder,
laugh and say he was messing with me. But then he looked down at the bed,
his cheeks coloring, and I realized he might actually be serious!

Whoa! Fuck! But why would he...? Fuck it, as if I'm going to let this
opportunity pass me by!

I turned my crotch toward him, letting go of his dick, and he took the hint
that that was an acceptance of his offer.

He held the base of my shaft between his thumb and fingers and leaned his
head down toward my lap. I could feel myself beginning to shake a little,
partly with excitement, and partly (for some weird reason) with nerves, as
my brain registered that I was about to get my dick sucked for the first
time.

I felt a warm wetness spreading around my dickhead and realized I was
inside his mouth! I could feel his lips gliding down the top inch of my
shaft, and his tongue resting along the side my head. I let out a little
high-pitched cry at the new feelings and sensations that swept through me,
as he began to blow me, his wet muscular tongue running around my head, his
lips moving up and down my shaft.

His mouth was so warm! I felt myself sliding in and out of his lips as he
bobbed his head up and down me, faster and faster, a faint slurping sound
being heard every now and again, and I closed my eyes, letting out little
moans of pleasure that I couldn't control.

Everybody I had ever overheard talking about getting head always said how
great it felt, and now I could understand exactly why they thought so.

Anthony's hand gripped the base of my shaft and his fingers lightly tickled
the underside of my balls as his mouth worked its magic on my dick. It felt
so good. And then, his mouth plunged right the way down me, his nose almost
touching my pubes and I gasped, my dick jumping inside his mouth. He made a
gagging sound and I was worried for a second that I had choked him, but
then he lifted his head up, and I breathed a sigh of relief as he seemed
okay. The sigh of relief quickly turned into a sigh of ecstasy as he ran
his fist up and down my hard cock. He kept his head lowered, but turned it
to grin up at me, as if wanting to check I was enjoying what he was
doing. Then I felt his breath warm on the head of my dick just before he
took me back into his mouth.

Fuck it felt good!

I groaned softly, and then more urgently as Anthony continued to blow
me. He turned his head sideways, and my dick popped out of his lips. He
licked down my shaft with his tongue and my spit-slicked head grazed
against his cheek as he did so. I could feel his faint stubble against the
soft sensitive flesh of my head as my cock moved over his face. Then his
tongue reached the root of my shaft and continued licking its way over my
balls. My ball moved of its own accord as the tip of Anthony's tongue
tickled at it, and then he was placing his whole mouth over it. His tongue
tip continued to probe at my ball and then he sucked it into his mouth,
causing me to cry out.

I couldn't believe the sensations washing through me as Anthony continued
to suck and lick over my balls, his hand stroking my leg gently as he did
so. I was making all sorts of little whimpering noises, and my dick felt
like a solid rod of iron, harder than I'd ever been in my life before!

Anthony licked his way up and down the full length of my dick...or was he
kissing up and down it? Fuck it, whatever he was doing, it felt amazing,
and I could feel my cum beginning to boil in my aching balls. It wouldn't
be long now...

"Oh fuck Anthony!" I panted. "Fuck, yes! Wow! Oh!  Mmmm," I moaned loudly,
as Anthony's tongue swirled around the sensitive rim of my head.

"Was that ok?" he asked me, straightening up so he was sitting next to me
again. He was still holding the base of my shaft loosely in his hand. My
dick was so hard!

"That was awesome!" I told him softly. "I...I...I..." I could feel myself
blushing, "I kinda didn't want you to stop though."  Part of me wanted to
grab him by the back of the head and lower him back down onto me. Fuck, he
had me so horned up!

"Were you getting close?"

"Yes!" I enthused.

He giggled at my obvious frustration, and hit at my boner. It bounced down
and back, slapping me on the stomach.

"You have an amazing cock," he said suddenly, his face reddening.

"Thanks," I replied, embarrassed. "So do you." I reached out for it and
took it in my hand, stroking it slowly and firmly, watching his foreskin
rolling back and forward. Anthony groaned softly.

I shuffled round on the bed and leaned toward him, my dick almost touching
him. I pulled his foreskin as far forward as it would go, and then ran the
tip of him up and down my hard cock, feeling the puckered folds of the end
of his foreskin gliding up and down my shaft. We both moaned gently.

I let go of Anthony's dick and he relaxed back against the bedroom wall,
his cock jutting out at an angle, still as hard as ever, his foreskin
slowly unrolling itself exposing his pale pink head. He let out a deep
shuddering breath, and gently rolled his balls around in the palm of his
hand.

I stared transfixed at the head of his dick, where a perfect sphere of
precum had formed on his piss-slit. Not for the first time, I wondered what
it would taste of, and then I thought, `fuck it! He's just had my dick in
his mouth! He won't mind if I...'  and then before I lost my nerve, I
gathered the droplet of precum up on the end of my index finger and raised
my finger to my mouth. It tasted sweet! Not at all unpleasant!  I stroked
his dick gently a couple times, causing more pre to drip from him and then
lowered my head to lick it directly from his piss-slit.

Oh wow!

I lapped at his piss-slit, as he dripped more and more precum, and then
started licking all around his mushroom head, feeling the flesh tightening
beneath my tongue. Anthony moaned softly, and I felt even more turned-on
that I was causing him pleasure. I really wanted to try sucking him off
properly, give him a blowjob like he'd just given me, but I was nervous
that I wouldn't do it right.

Then I thought `oh fuck it', and opened my mouth, sliding my lips around
the head of his cock. Anthony breathed out raggedly, and groaned as I
bobbed my head up and down, sucking on his hard dick. I guessed I wasn't
doing it wrong judging from the satisfied murmurs Anthony kept giving. As I
blew him, I felt his fingertips gently stroking at the back of my neck,
right where my hair ended and the bare skin began, and the feeling sent
shivers down my spine. It made it all the more intimate having him gently
touching me there. My dick had lost none of its firmness and was still
achingly hard as I continued my oral assault on Anthony's cock. He kept
wriggling, shifting his body weight from side to side, and letting out
little gasps, so I was presuming he was enjoying what I was doing to
him. Every time he let out a moan the noise raced through me, making my
heart beat faster and turning me on even more. My dick was so hard, and my
balls were starting to feel uncomfortably desperate for release.

I raised my head up, letting Anthony's dick drop out of my mouth. It
throbbed away, angling out from his dark brown pubes, and he immediately
began stroking it himself, letting out a loud moan of pleasure as he did
so. I reached for the lube, and got a good amount of it in the palm of my
hand, spreading it over my achingly hard dick.

Fuck I need to cum so bad!

I turned my attention to the computer monitor where the better looking of
the porn stars was jacking away at his dick so hard and fast his hand was a
blur. I began jerking myself off using fast strokes and a firm grip.

Nearly there...Nearly there...Oh fuck yes! This is going to be an awesome
cum!

"Slow down Brad!" Anthony laughed. "It always feels better if you hold off
as long as possible!"

"I know that," I agreed, "but I want to try and nut the same time as the
porn star. Don't you think it's hot when you can manage to do that? Cum at
the same time?"

"Yes," he admitted, "but I think it's even hotter to cum at the same time
as my roommate."

What did he just say? Did he just...

I stared at him in shock. I could feel my mouth had dropped open a
little. In the video, the college guy's dick had started erupting, shooting
spurt after spurt of thick white cum over his toned body.

"Wow!" Anthony breathed softly.

"Yeah, it's an awesome one," I acknowledged. "They show it again in slow
motion in a couple seconds...I mean um..." I realized I had just given away
the fact that I had seen this movie before. Anthony didn't seem to have
heard though.

"Look at all that cum!" he was saying awestruck. "Brad, Could I steal some
lube?"

"Yes, sure," I said, tossing him the bottle over. I was still trying to
process what he had hinted at. Was he trying to say he thought it would be
hot for us to cum at the same time? As in...

I looked over at him, and opened my eyes wide. He was slouched against the
bedroom wall, his knees bent, one hand slowly rubbing up and down his
boner, and the other...

"Whoa!" I breathed softly to myself.

His other hand rested on his butt and he was probing his index finger at
his own asshole. His eyes were closed and he looked overcome by feelings of
pleasure. It was possibly one of the hottest things I'd ever seen! I felt
unbelievably turned-on right at that moment, and how I kept myself from
cumming on the spot I have no idea! I watched him silently for a couple
minutes as his finger probed and explored, pushed in and out of his rosebud
hole, little moans escaping from his open lips. Then I thought it was a
little creepy just watching him like this. I mean it was amazing having my
own private porn show in front of me, but he was my friend. As turned-on as
I felt, I still felt a little uncomfortable at seeing him doing something
so private, without him being aware I was watching.

"Um...Anthony..." I whispered.

He opened his eyes slowly, dreamily, and looked at me. Then a look of panic
raced across his face.

"Shit Brad, I'm sorry, I forgot you were here too. I just got a bit carried
away. So turned on from seeing that cumshot, I just had to..."

"Does it feel good?" I blurted out.  I couldn't help it. I'd seen guys
doing it in porn movies, touching themselves like that, and a whole lot
more, but always felt a bit weirded-out doing it to myself. But Anthony
looked like he was enjoying it.

"Yes, it feels amazing," he replied with relish. "Um...Do you...Do you mind
me doing it in front of you?"

"No, I'm cool with it," I told him, my mouth watering. I was more than cool
with it, in fact, I wanted to join in and tease his asshole myself with my
own lubed-up index finger. But I didn't dare. And then a part of my brain
whispered to me `well, why not join in? He can always ask you to stop if he
doesn't want you to'.

I got my finger nice and slippery with the lube, and gently stroked the
edge of Anthony's exposed rosebud. He moved his finger out of the way to
allow me better access, and I slowly pushed against his hole, my fingertip
easing inside him. His sphincter squeezed tight around my finger and I
continued pushing slowly, until it wasn't just the tip inside him, but my
whole finger right to the knuckle.

Anthony was breathing heavily, making eye contact with me. My finger felt
like it was being squeezed from every angle in a tight warm tunnel. It felt
different from how I'd always imagined. Warmer and more muscular.

I slowly withdrew my finger and examined it. To my relief, it was clean. I
gave it a sniff. It smelt mainly of the lube, with a faint deeper smell
that was all Anthony, but wasn't unpleasant.

Anthony had re-inserted his own finger. I watched as he slowly pulled it
out of himself a little way and pushed it back in again, repeating the
motion and groaning softly. I had the sudden urge to be the one doing it to
him, to be the one making him make those noises of pleasure. I made sure my
finger was lubed-up again, and tickled gently at the edge of his asshole,
alongside the finger that was working its way rhythmically in and out, to
make Anthony aware of its presence. I expected him to extract his finger
and let me take over the finger-fucking, but he didn't. I wondered if maybe
he hadn't felt me, so I applied a little more pressure, and then suddenly
my finger was back inside him again, sliding in alongside his own.

"Mmmm," Anthony moaned.

I felt his hand moving next to mine and his finger against my own moving
rhythmically forwards and backwards inside the warm caverns of his ass, and
I began to move my own finger, matching the speed and timing of his. His
hard dick was lying on his stomach, jumping every now and then, oozing a
little puddle of precum on the thin brown hairy trail between his belly
button and pubes. It was crying out to be stroked, and I gently grasped it
in my fist and started slowly jacking Anthony off as we both finger-fucked
him.

"Mmmm, Oh Brad!" He responded. His dick felt unbelievably hard in the grip
of my hand, a solid rod of flesh. Anthony's hand pushed urgently at his
entrance and he slid yet another finger in, gasping with pleasure as he
did. I was amazed!

"Doesn't it hurt?" I asked him.

"No, it feels amazing," he groaned lustfully.

My hand was growing sticky from the precum he was dripping. My swollen dick
was achingly hard, and seemed even bigger than usual, I was so turned-on
from what we were doing. I wondered if there was enough blood left in the
rest of my body to support my vital organs as so much of it seemed to have
been redirected to my solid boner!

I felt Anthony's hand against me, and moaned softly as he stroked my
straining cock, easing off on the finger-fucking to enjoy what he was doing
to me. Suddenly Anthony pulled away from me and my finger popped out of his
ass. He turned away from me. Probably he was just getting himself some more
lube or something. I looked longingly at the plump tensed ass that was
facing me, and then down at my engorged dick, the head bright red and
looking ready to burst. I jacked myself slowly a couple times,
concentrating hard on every sensation that ran through me as my hand
moved. It just felt so good! I closed my eyes and leaned my head back
against the bedroom wall. There was a faint crinkling noise, like the
tearing of aluminum foil. Curious, I opened my eyes to see Anthony looking
at me, holding a rolled-up condom between his thumb and index finger.

I felt my eyes opening wide as the reality dawned on me of what this meant!

Fuck! Does this mean he's going to let me...?! Oh wow!

Neither of us said anything as he leaned toward me, and placed the rubber
on the end of my dick, his leaking erection brushing against the sheet and
leaving a little wet trail as he did so. He squeezed the end of it and
rolled it smoothly down to the base of my shaft, then grabbed the lube and
applied a generous amount of it to my covered cock.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and my breathing getting faster
and faster, but this time it had nothing at all to do with an approaching
panic attack, and everything to do with being more turned-on and excited
than I had ever been in my life before.

My mind was spinning. Why was Anthony doing this with me?! Was he *that*
horny that he wanted me to... What if he changed his mind? He surely
wouldn't want me to *actually*...?

"Are you sure?" I kept asking him in a strangled whisper. He nodded his
ascent and then turned around, kneeling on all fours on the bed, his juicy
ass pointing toward me.

"Brad, stop worrying and please, just fuck me! I want you in me so badly!"

I knelt close behind him, my erection sticking out in front of me, and
spread his asscheeks wide with my hands, the head of my dick positioned
right at the entrance to him.

I couldn't believe this was happening! I was just about to lose my
virginity!  Oh. My. God!

I pushed and Anthony's ass suddenly yielded to the pressure, my head
popping inside. He let out a little yelp, and gripped at the sheets with
his fists.

Oh crap! I've hurt him! What do I do now?!

I paused, not moving, the very tip of my dick inserted in Anthony. After a
few moments, I could feel him relaxing a little.

"Okay, a bit further," he said through gritted teeth, and I slid my dick in
a little more before he tensed up again and I had to stop. We continued,
slowly and gradually, until the entire length of my cock had disappeared
inside him. I could feel the tight muscles of his ass contracting around
me, and it took all my willpower to stop myself from ejaculating
immediately.

I felt a sudden rush of love toward my roommate, who had seen past my
insecurities, my weirdness and my looks, and allowed me to enter him in the
most intimate way, so that I too would no longer be a virgin. I had a
sudden urge to wrap my arms around him, squeeze him tight to my slender
body, cover him in passionate kisses as I began to make love to him...

I leaned my body forward, resting myself on his hairless back, feeling my
nipples against his bare skin. I rested my head on his shoulder, willing
him to turn his head toward me so I could reach his lips and we could make
out, but he didn't. My arms slipped beneath his body and I hugged him. I
planted a little kiss on his shoulder, so light he probably didn't feel it,
and ran my hands up and down his chest and stomach.

"Mmm, Brad!" he murmured softly.

I couldn't believe I wasn't dreaming. I kept expecting any moment to wake
up alone in my own bed with sticky briefs. How was it possible that I
actually had my cute and wonderful roommate beneath me, moaning my name,
with my dick inside him?!

His ass squeezed around me, as I slowly withdrew my dick a little way and
pushed back in.

Oh fuck! That felt sooo good!

I kept up a slow smooth rhythm, my body shaking, whether from nerves,
excitement or ecstasy I had no idea.

"Mmm," moaned Anthony beneath me. "Mmm, oh Brad! Oh yes Brad! Fuck yes!"

I couldn't help but moan too. The feelings running over me were so
intense. My dick was being squeezed so tightly. I had imagined sex would
feel good, but this was way better than I'd ever dreamt it would be!

"Mmm, Brad," Anthony sighed. "Mmmm! Faster!"

I could feel him rocking his body backward against me, as if willing me in
deeper. His ass squeezed tightly round the whole length of my solid dick as
I began to fuck him a little faster. Not too fast as I was afraid of
hurting him still.

"MMM! MMM! That's it! FASTER!" Anthony urged, so I abandoned all my
attempts to keep it slow and, gripping his hips, began to fuck him harder
and faster, crying out at how good it felt. I reached beneath him, groping
for his hard uncut dick, not wanting him to miss out, and began jacking him
off. Anthony placed his hand over mine on his dick, and squeezed, forcing
my grip tighter around his boner. My dick slipped out of his ass, and I
hurriedly pushed it back inside, only breaking rhythm for a second. I
leaned in closer to him, putting one foot flat on the bed, and suddenly my
cock felt even better positioned and I was really able to get some real
speed and depth up.

"Oh yes!" he responded, "that's it! Oh FUCK YES!"

"Oh Anthony!" I moaned back.

I disentangled my hand from his, leaving him to jack his own dick himself,
and placed my hand on his hip. I was holding his body with one hand on each
of his sides, and really thrusting fast into him. My dick felt ready to
explode and I could feel my balls beginning to contract.

"OH FUCK!" Anthony screamed beneath me, "Oh Brad, oh Brad, oh Brad! I'm
gonna...FUCK! I'M GONNA..."

His ass muscles suddenly tightened right around me, and there was nothing I
could do to stop myself. I gave a final thrust, plunging deep inside
Anthony, and cried out loudly again and again, as I felt my cock pulsing
and spasming, firing out shot after shot of cum into the end of the condom
I was wearing. I was overcome with the intensity of my orgasm and could
hardly breathe. Fuck, it felt so good! My legs turned to jelly and I
collapsed onto Anthony's back. I wrapped my arms tightly around his slender
body and pulled him close, still moaning and gasping with ecstasy. I wanted
to kiss him so much, but his face was buried in the sheets, breathing
deeply. I settled for gently brushing his bare shoulder with my lips before
laying my head down on his naked back.

Eventually, I felt my breathing had returned to normal, and, although I
longed to remain forever in this intimate position, lying with my naked
body completely on top of Anthony's, I realized it probably wasn't all that
comfortable for him being squashed underneath me, and raised myself up off
of him. I gently pulled my dick out of his ass, the end of the condom
filled with jizz.

I had done it! I had finally done it! I was no longer a virgin, I was a
man!

Anthony turned and smiled at me as I was pulling off the condom and tying a
knot in the end of it, ready to throw in the trash.

"That was...well, just amazing," he said softly.

"Yes," I replied, "it was certainly...well, a helluva lot better than just
jacking-off!"

"So how does it feel to not be a virgin any more?" he asked me.

"Just awesome!" I could feel my face smiling the biggest grin ever.

"Yeah? I'm glad. It felt awesome to me too. I really needed that," he
sighed contentedly. "I was so horny."

"Yeah, I was real horny too," I admitted. "But I never thought we'd...I
mean...what just happened?! One minute we were jacking-off, the next..." my
voice trailed off. "I mean...why did you let me...why did we...this was
just one of those things that happens when you're drunk and horny wasn't
it? You were horny, I was horny, the lube was there, one thing led to
another...It doesn't mean..."

My brain was working slowly, trying to make sense of what had just
happened.

"It can mean whatever you want it to mean," he replied softly. "I enjoyed
it a lot. I really did."

"Really?" I said astounded. "You enjoyed it?! But Anthony we just...you
just let me...fuck you!" The last two words came out in a whisper.

"Brad I know what we did! I was there remember?!" Anthony looked down at
the floor, his cheeks growing red. "I've wanted to do that with you for a
while now."

What was he saying?! I didn't understand. My head was spinning. Did he just
say he'd been wanting to have sex with me for a while?!

"But...why? I...I don't understand."

He took a deep breath and raised his head, looking me right in the eye.

"Because I'm gay Brad."

What did he just say?! What...The...Fuck...?! He couldn't be...

"I'm gay," he repeated softly.

I froze. Sweat broke out on my forehead. I could feel my heart beating
faster and harder, and my breathing getting out of control. This was
everything I'd ever wished for, everything I'd ever dreamed of. My cute
English roommate who I had a major crush on was coming out to me!

I should say something...I should tell him that I'm gay too...But would he
think that was weird? Would he think I was only saying that to make him
feel better? Would he think I was making fun of him? Could he look any
hotter right now?!

My brain was struggling to compute what Anthony had just told me, I just
stared at him in silence, and then, to my horror, I could feel my dick
starting to chub up, from the sight of his naked body, even though I wasn't
thinking anything sexual, even though it was only minutes since we had
finished having sex.

What would he think if he noticed?! He'd think...

I began to panic. I quickly climbed off of the bed and pulled a robe on,
tying it around my body to hide my growing erection. I didn't think it was
the time to spring a boner when he was confessing something so serious to
me. My legs were growing wobbly and I felt like I was about to
hyperventilate.

I sat on my own bed, and tried to calm myself down. I had to tell him. I
had to tell him I was gay too. I had to tell him. I had to...

But it was too much! My body started to shake and I began to feel sick. I
tried hard to concentrate on my breathing. Why was this happening to me
now?! Why now?! This fucking stupid body of mine! He'd told me, why
couldn't I bring myself to tell him?!

The room span. I shut my eyes and took some deep breaths, managing to bring
myself under control. It would be over soon.

Three words Brad, that's all you have to say. Three words. `I'm gay
too'. Just say it!

I opened my mouth, but no sound would come out. It wasn't that long ago
that we had been writhing together in ecstasy, joined in the most intimate
way. I had felt so close to him. Connected to him. Why then could I not
manage to get the words out?!

He was looking at me, with a horrified expression on his face. Then his
face crumpled and he scrambled to his feet.

Fuck! He looks like he's about to cry! I tried again to speak, but my voice
still wasn't working.

"Sorry," he squeaked, and he fumbled with the dormroom door, finally
managing to unlock it. I gazed helplessly at his tight hairless ass.

I had to say something! I had to tell him NOW!  I could feel tears in my
eyes, frustration filling my body amid the panic. Why couldn't I tell him?!
What was so difficult?! What was wrong with me?!

He pulled the door open and fled naked from the room. A tear trickled down
my cheek as the door closed itself behind him.

"Me too," I said softly to the empty room. "Me too."