Date: Thu, 22 Nov 2007 15:08:49 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Guess Who's The Gay Roomie" by Jay Roberts     Gay College

====Remember guessing games?  If you have to think back, you're probably
old enough to be welcome to read this story.  If it was just yesterday, and
you are under 18, you are hereby disqualified and you see my hand waving
goodbye.



When I graduated high school all my friends were going to the colleges they
had applied to, except Walt and I.  Walt became a sort of friend in the
last months of our senior year.  I met him in the Gay, Lesbian etc. Club at
Central High.  This poor excuse for a club consisted of the two of us and
three girls.  Meetings were short, and I think the girls hated us.  At
least they hardly talked to us.

Anyway Walt and I decided we would defer college and take a tour of Europe
instead.  We both had some gift money, and our parents, likely glad to get
rid of us for a while, kicked in some more.

We did it on the cheap.  You know, Euro bus tickets, hostels and bread and
cheese eaten in the parks.  I never "hooked" up sexually with Walt.  We
didn't appeal to each other, but we both had some mind blowing and cock
blowing experiences.  Really they were my first.  I quickly found out that
Dutch, French, English, and Swedish cocks behaved more or less the same.

When we ran out of time and money we headed back to the US and Walt told me
that he already was accepted at Harvyard.  "Wow, Harvard, that's quite an
accomplishment.

"No Harvyard, that's named after Wesley P. Harvyard, who endowed this small
college in Michigan."

"Oh," I said, expressing my lack of being impressed.

"You would like it.  They have only 3000 students.  It's a very
conservative atmosphere with plenty of rules.  I think it will be good for
me."

"What kind of rules?"

"Well, there is a dress code.  Men's and women's shorts have to be
nine-inch inseam.  No flip-flops, no wife-beater tops.  Study is required
for three hours per day in the study room that is supervised.  Chapel every
morning at 6AM.  No liquor on campus."

"In other words you are being punished for being gay.  Why did you pick
this life?

He thought for a minute.  "I love being studious.  You know I had the top
grades at Central.  It's my persona.  And you Wes, you were second in
scoring.  I think you would like this school as well."

The more I thought about it, the more appealing this ordered, life grew
attractive.  I applied, was interviewed and accepted, even though I told
the guy that I was a non-religious Jew and would not go to Chapel.  He told
me that it was not compulsory.

Okay, you heard the Jew part.  Immediately you see this dark Oriental type
with olive complexion.  That's because you are a stereotyping, prejudiced
person of low intellect.  Actually, I am a pale-skinned, redheaded boy.  My
teachers in elementary school used to view my rosy cheeks and call me "the
little Dutch boy."  So there, you shits.

Walt and I decided not to room together.  We both felt we were suffering
from too much togetherness from the trip.  Besides, Walt wanted to try out
his gay wings there in school.  I told him that I was going to be deeply
closeted and pay attention to the course work.

There I was, a week before classes started, in line, waiting for dorm
assignments.  There were two guys ahead of me and we chatted during the
long wait.  One kid was Wayne, a typical high school athlete, six feet four
inches tall, very strong body and facial features.  He went against type by
being a real scholar and a serious fellow.  The other kid was Robbie.
Robbie was almost too pretty, light blond hair, blue eyes and perfect
features. Robbie was on the short side, but he seemed well muscled and was
a gymnast.

When we got to the assignment desk, the guy told us that we would have to
take one of the three-man dorms.  "There's no room for study desks so
you'll have to use the main study room for all your report work."

We shrugged, as there was no alternative.

I was lucky.  As the semester went along, we got along very well together.
We were all neat nicks, and that removed one of the irritations to living
together.  Both of my roomies were busy socially and I soon hooked up with
a really nice girl.  We were just friends and studied together, but my
mates assumed I was having sex with her and that kept my cover going well.

Wayne wasn't very active with girls.  He told us one night during a bull
session that he was very religious and believed in maintaining the no sex
rule before marriage and didn't want to be tempted.

Robbie, on the other hand seemed to be quite a ladies man.  I came in one
day to the dorm and walked in on his make out session with a cute girl.

Well, all this seemed natural and normal until Walt joined me in the Quad
as I was sitting, leaning against a tree, studying.  I hadn't seen too much
of him.  "Hi, how's it going?"  I asked him.

"Couldn't be better.  If it was any better I'd go nuts.  Lot's of sex.  I
found out that smart boys are good lovers.  How you doing?"

"No sex by choice, 'sides my roomies are straight as Route 95."

"Not true."

"Whatcha mean?"

"You ready for this dumbass.  I had sex with one of your roomies.  He's got
a long history of being a bottom."

I was staggered.  "Which roomie?"

He laughed hysterical.ly "I decided right now I'm not going to tell you.
Try to find out yourself."  He walked off giggling like a nut.

Wow, this was amazing.  I knew that Walt never lied.  Which one was gay?
They were both hot bois, though very different.  I wouldn't mind trying out
either one.  Wayne was real male, quick jock movements, blinding beautiful
smile, a sort of take-charge guy.  How nice it would be to just give in to
his maleness.

They Robbie, that Brad Pitt-type guy.  His lips were kissable, his chest
was nibbible.

I saw both boys and they me, at time, naked.  There was nothing remarkable
cock-wise about any of us.  It's not until you're up and dripping that
one's cock shows its personality.  I noted that both my roomies were
intact.  Wayne' sheath was long and hung over his cock head into a cute
ruffle.  Robbie's cover was short and he looked almost as if he was
circumcised.

When I got back to the dorm, I lay on my bed.  There were four hours before
dinner.  I was already hungry.  Incidentally, the food was outstanding
here.  My mind ran back and forth between the guys, back and forth, back
and forth.  I fell into a deep sleep.  I must have slept a long time.  I
opened one eye and the room was darkening from the early evening shadows.
I looked at the clock.  It was about an hour before dinner.  Then I became
aware of the fact that my mattress was weighted down at the end by a person
sitting there.  I opened both eyes and stared into Wayne's eyes.

"You make a funny face when you sleep.  Kinda scrunched and wrinkled.  You
work at sleeping like you do everything, hard and total."

He had never said anything so intimate to me.  I wasn't sure how to take
it.  Then surprisingly he swept his big jock hand over my messy sleep hair
and smoothed it back.

"Your forehead is moist from the intensity of your sleep.  Even your hair
is damp."  His voice seemed to be hoarse and he swallowed a few times.
"Wes, I am very fond of you.  I find that I have, I guess, a crush on you.
You may find that weird because you are so straight, but...."

I was really taken aback.  I thought the gay one would turn out to be
Robbie, but this big lunk was the one.  I was really fond of him and
decided to take the plunge.  "I'm not so straight as you think."

He was silent for a minute, digesting this statement that for him seemed an
impossible revelation.  Then he shook himself into action and leaned down
pressed his lips on mine.  Oh those strong lips, they seemed to make me
weak, yet urgent to feel more sensation.  He aggressively pushed his
muscular tongue into my closed lips and licked all around the inside of my
lips and sought my tongue.

I realized that I was panting loudly when we parted.  He held my face in
his two large hands.  "Wes, can I touch your penis?"

"Yeah," I breathed and took off my shorts and underwear.  I was surprised
that my cock was hard and jumping in excitement.

He leaned down and licked the length of it, circling the head with his
tongue and swallowing my heavy pre cum.

I put my hand on his buzz cut and rubbed it.  He began a slow traverse of
my cock.  It felt exquisite.  It had been months since I had any sex.

"You cock is delicious Wes.  I could suck you all day and night."

He was just about to resume when the door flew open and Robbie rushed in,
saying, "Hey guys, only a short time to clean up for dinner.  Hey!" he said
slowly, "Were you guys doing something interesting together."

We both chuckled.  I said,"Wayne discovered that I am a homo and he is
christening the ship and you interrupted some great feelings.  I guess you
want to move out now."

He laughed, "You dope, Wayne and I have been getting it on since the
beginning of the semester, at least when you were busy at your girl friends
dorm.  Hey what was with the girl friend?  Are you bi?"

"Naw, she's just a friend.  Why don't you get undressed and join us?"

Without my asking, Wayne got up, almost in a trance, and slipped off his
clothes.  I noted that Robbie did the same.  Suddenly I saw my two
roommates changing their personalities, into their sex persona.  It was
amazing to witness.  Robbie suddenly seemed dominant over the large,
muscular Wayne.  Robbie's eyes shot sparks as he gave his commands.  No
longer was he the cute kid.  It was strange the way big Wayne became like
an obedient puppy.

"Okay big bottom boy, take the position."

Wayne got on his stomach, then lifted his big muscular ass in the air and
supported himself on his knees and elbows.  I could see his ass hole was
kissing the air in anticipation and his mouth was dumbly drooling.  I also
could hear his soft mewlings knowing that he was going to be penetrated.

Then Robbie turned toward me.  "I see you are still hard and wanting by our
boy's sucking.  You are ready to fuck him.  Hell, you sure need it."

I stared for a moment.  He slapped my face smartly.  "Get to it Wes."

I went over to Wayne.  He felt my warmth behind him and he moaned a bit.
"Wes, please put it in.  I want I you inside me.  Quick, I'm dying here."

I heard Robbie laugh.  "Be patient girly, he'll be shafting you in a
moment."

I moved closer and felt the two big hard cheeks of his ass.  They were hot
to the touch and perfect pears.  He tried to push up to get more of my
caress.  "Feel my hole babe," he pleaded.

I swiped my finger over his slightly hairy hole.  It was moist with desire.
I moved forward and put the head of my cock just inside.  He let out a
great bleat of feeling.  "Oh, oh, thanks, that is so great.  I trying not
to cum from the excitement of you fulfilling my dream of being fucked by
you."

I slid in further.  He was now crooning and moaning constantly.  Then hot
Robbie, the boss of the show, came around and to my side and shoved his
rampant cock at me.  "Take it deep.  Make me cum when you do.  Hurry.  Do
it!"

I took his warm cock in my mouth.  It curved upward and just fit perfectly.
It made my mouth water until I was dripping all over Wayne's smooth muscles
back.  After I began a stead licking of his shaft and swirling my tongue
around his cock head, he began to lose his mastery of the situation and
became immersed in his feelings.  "Oh sweet Wes.  You've done this before.
You're as gay as we are.  Keep sucking, I am moving into orbit.  I don't
know how long I can stand your tonguing.

Meanwhile, Wayne was pushing his ass to get more of my cock.  His heavy
thighs were shaking in passion.  I knew that my raking over his boy-clit
was bring his orgasm close.

My own spooging came at me almost as a surprise.  I craned my head up and
began sucking hard and fast, I never stopped as my cock sucked in and then
began spewing hot cum into the big boy's hot hole.  He felt it and shouted
that he was cumming.  I grabbed his cock and stroked it fast and hard.  He
was jumping and shooting in the wild throes of his orgasm

Meanwhile, Robbie's eyes rolled upward and he began a fucking motion with
his thighs.  I let him fuck my mouth until he froze just before his cum hit
him.  He screamed gibberish and he delivered ten ounces of sweet boy cum in
my mouth.  I swallowed it all, my Adam's Apple jumping with the effort.

We all disengaged and fell on the bed.  The room was full of heavy
breathing as we struggled to gain our composure.  Finally Robbie, glib
Robbie spoke first, cuffing Wayne on the chin.  "Hey muscle boy, did you
like that?  Is he better than me?  You can speak honestly."

"He's good and he's sweet, but no one can take your place honey.  Kiss me,
please."

"Hey," I said, "I don't want to come between you lovers.  I think maybe I
ought to let you two have this room for yourself.  I'm sure some of the
other dorm rooms have opened up with mid freshman year drop outs."

"No gorgeous.  We always dreamed of having a third lover.  We never dreamed
it would be you.  I am still trying to digest that."

"Well," I said, "We'll figure out how I fit in, meanwhile let's get dressed
and get some grub."

Later that evening I got a hint of how Robbie, the director, planned to use
our three talents.

"Okay slaves, get your clothes off, now!"  Wayne and I smiled at each other
as if to say, "Let the kid have his jollys, if that's way he likes to play,
as long as we get fun out of it."

Suddenly I got an idea that might change the way this three-some was
heading.  I knew he wanted to fuck either me or Wayne, most likely me,
because that would be something new for him.  "Hey Master, are you thinking
of getting my ass?  I never been fucked and I am really afraid of it.  But
if you want some fun, have you ever been rimmed?"

"What's that? He said, his face lighting up with interest.

"Well a kid in France showed it to me.  Here get into position as if you
were going to be fucked."

"Wait a minute, are you trying to pull something."

"No, this is how you get serviced."

"Okay," he said warily, but be careful, my pal Wayne will rearrange your
balls if you fuck up."

He settled himself into the position.  I have to tell you, this was an ass
to frame and hang on your wall.  It was perky with a nice shelf just below
his waist.  The halves were so firm from his gymnastics that they were
separate and you could see his cute, hairless, pink asshole between them.

"Okay, get on with this rimming thing.  I agreed, only because you are
going to get fucked afterward."

I put my hands on his ass cheeks and pulled them apart.  I blew a steady
stream of air on his pucker.  "Ooh, is that rimming?  It's hot.  My cock
shot up into a heavy erection immediately.  Do more, you hear."

"Yes master.  See how you like this."  I took one quick lick across his
hole.  His head lifted quickly.  "Oh what was that?  It hit me like
electricity."

It was true, his smooth back was prickled with goose flesh.  Time to make
my next move.  I began a steady licking of his wrinkled ass entrance.  I
could see his back blushing red from the sensation.  He was beginning to
huff and puff from excitement.  Now was my time to bring this up a couple
of notches.  Meanwhile Wayne was standing next me to, watching everything I
was doing.  He whispered to me, "Wes, you got him eating out of your hand.
He is such a glutton for feel goodies that he will do almost anything to
intensify it."

I nodded and smiled evilly at Wayne and stuck my tongue right up his hole,
the tip touching his hot knob.  He howled out in excitement.  "Oh you dirty
dog, you are killing me with new feelings.  Use your tongue harder."

I began fucking him with my tongue.  I knew it was good for him, but the
tongue is soft and too short to maximize his pleasure.  Then came the words
I was waiting for.  "Eh Wes, I'm going to allow you to just put the head of
your cock in my hole.  But do not push further in.  Just keep it there.  I
think I can nut just from that."

I did as he asked.  My cock head fit nicely just inside his hole.  But he
didn't expect that I would be kissing and licking his nice back.  As if did
it, I could feel the muscles undulating under the skin.  His hips were
slightly going into a fucking motion.  Then I heard the final order I knew
would come.  "Oh shit, you got me you bastard.  Okay, put your cock into me
but don't move it."

"Yes baby bottom boi.  I knew you would love this and I'll do just what you
said."  I pushed in slowly, rubbing across his prostate as I entered.  I
stayed unmoving, but hard against his male clit.  He was shaking with
passion.  I knew that he was almost ready to shoot, but he knew that he
needed more.

"Okay you traitor.  I can't hold on any more.  Do it!"

"Do what?"  I asked innocently, and Wayne also asked what he wanted.

With a hoarse groan he shouted, "Fuck me, Fuck me!"

"Okay, only because you are the boss and I must obey you."

I pulled back and then shot forward.  He screamed with excitement.  I did
it again and again.  Then I called to Wayne, "Hey Wayne, stick your cock in
his mouth to shut him up."  Wayne nodded gratefully and in a minutes we had
Robbie-boy sucking and cooing with pleasure as his hole was raped.  Wayne
must have been at a fever pitch when he offered his plump cock for a
vacuuming because his legs started shaking and his eyes closed as he gave
way to a long pleasurable cum.  Dear Robbie drank it all.  Then I began
humping him rapidly, my orgasm just beginning to take me over the hump.  I
remembered to take hold of Robbie's prick as I was humping and I heard him
yell that he was cumming just as my own cock began delivering the milk.

I'll say one thing about Robbie, once he let's himself go from his role of
boss he can really get with the program.  After he finished his orgasm and
sat up, he licked my hand in gratitude.  As for me, I now had graduated
from occasional blowjobs, to a talented top.

We stayed together for the four years, moved twice into better dorms.
Robbie never go this wish to fuck me, but I satisfied both Wayne and Robbie
with my new found talent.  All I had to do was nod at them and they would
take their pants down and get into position.  Sometimes I worked both of
them at the same time.  Oh, college is a place of learning!


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