Date: Mon, 22 Jan 2001 13:09:53 -0500
From: vexxybad@hotmail.com
Subject: Hot College Threesome 1

NOTE: This is based on a true story.  Don't read this if you aren't
supposed to.

Hot College Threesome
By vexxybad@hotmail.com

It was during my junior year of college that I had the hottest night of sex
I've ever had.  My only regret is that I didn't get it on video.  I'm Jon,
a 21 year old theatre major at a pretty big college.  Being a theatre major
definitely has its perks.  Since I go to a school that has a good
reputation of graduating working actors, the people accepted into the
program not only have to have talent, but good looks as well.  I am
surrounded by 50 gorgeous guys who will most likely be famous actors one
day.  I'm not too bad, myself, when it comes to looks: I am tall and built
(we all work out together almost everyday), have dark brown hair, and green
eyes.

Every weekend there is another party for the theatre majors.  It is fairly
common, at the end of the night, to have a group left dancing in their
underwear.  I have seen more bare asses and exposed dicks at those parties
than I have on any gay porn.  On one of those nights, the party was at my
apartment, and I was dancing with my two straight friends Brad and Jonah.
We were all sloppily drunk, and by this point were down to our underwear.
I had on a pair of white briefs while Brad and Jonah both had on tight
boxer briefs.  Even though I was very drunk, I kept thinking to myself
"This is so hot."  Brad, Jonah, and I have been a part of the same group of
friends for three years.  They also happen to be two of the hottest guys I
have ever seen.  Jonah is about 5'6" and pretty muscular.  He has light
brown hair, a dimple in each cheek, and freckles all over his face.  He has
bright blue eyes and a cute little pug nose.  His chest is filled out from
three years of working out and he has a dusting of hair across his pecs.
Although Jonah is very, very cute, he is nothing compared to Brad.  I am
positive Brad will get anything he wants when he moves to Hollywood.  He is
tall, with dark, messy hair, and the smooth olive skin.  His face is
chiseled and his smile will make even the straightest guy pop a boner.  He
is just flawless.

While we are dancing, the straight boys let me flirt with them, and I ran
my hand up Brad's stomach to his chest, and then I bent Jonah over and
rubbed my dick against his tight butt.  We all laughed, but I hung onto
Jonah until everyone left because I had a serious tent in my briefs.

When it was just the three of us, I suggested we have a sleepover in my
bed.  Sleepovers are not uncommon at my school.  Every weekend there is
always a group or two sleeping in the same bed at someone's apartment.
Brad and Jonah agreed.  I jokingly said, "This will be the first time in a
long time that I've slept in my underwear."  Both of them laughed and then
Jonah said "Do it, man.  Sleep naked!"  I looked at both of them and said
"Only if both of you sleep naked, too."

Well, at first they didn't know what to say.  These are two straight boys,
of course.  But I wanted nothing more than to see them naked at this point.
Although we had been friends for a long time, I never had the chance to see
them in anything less than underwear.  This would be the deciding moment.

Brad was the first to answer.  "Okay," he said.  "But let's all get under
the covers first."  So we all hopped into my full-size bed: legs touching,
arms resting on arms, and faces right next to each other.  We all hesitated
a moment until Brad reached under the covers and pulled down his boxer
briefs.  After a few seconds, his arm reappeared above the covers holding
his underwear.  My hard-on throbbed uncontrollably when I saw this.  I
visualized him next to me, totally naked, with his hot legs pressed firmly
against mine.  Jonah was next: he pulled his knees up to his chest in order
to pull his shorts off.  Then he held the pair in his hand like a trophy.
I was the last to go, and I was also in the middle.  I pulled the covers
over my head as my straight friends laughed and turned away from me, so
that my face was inches from their asses.  I pulled my briefs over my 7"
erection, then I reappeared from under the covers with my underwear in
hand.

Brad took his boxer briefs and threw them to the corner of the room, and
then Jonah and I followed suit.  So there I was.  Totally naked in a
crowded bed with two incredibly hot straight boys.  And I was expected to
sleep.

There was one thing that, in our drunken states, we hadn't though of: the
light.  My light switch was near the door, and my bed was on the other side
of the room.

"Jon, it's your room, you turn the light off," Jonah said.

"Hell no.Brad, this was your idea, you go," I replied.

None of us wanted to go, so finally Brad gave me a wink and we both shoved
Jonah out of the bed.  He landed on his butt on the hardwood floor, but he
was much too drunk to care.  He started laughing out loud, but he still had
the insight to cup his hand over his dick.  Finally he got up, and still
covering his penis, walked to the light switch.  I got a great view of his
muscular ass.  It was barely covered in fine hair, and each stop he took
caused it to flex.

When he turned off the light, I could only see him from the moonlight from
my open windows, which, I must say, was even more erotic than seeing him in
full light.  He still covered his dick, but I saw his dark pubic hair above
his hand.

He jumped back in bed and we all said "goodnight."  It was almost
impossible for me to think of anything except for the muscular thighs
pressing against me on either side.  After a few minutes, I felt Jonah rub
his leg against mine, until his calf was resting on top of my shin.  I
stopped breathing for a moment, and all I could feel was the heat coming
from his hairy leg.  I took a deep breath and then rested my hand on his
thigh, and slowly started rubbing.  I worked my hand down to his inner
thigh, and that's when I felt his hardening dick graze against my hand.  I
followed it with my hand until I felt it get very hard.  I grabbed it and
started slowly feeling all over his hard prick with my fingertips.  It was
very hot and soft.  I glanced over at him and his head was back, his eyes
closed, and his face tightened with pleasure.

I lifted up the covers slightly until I had a view of his flat stomach and
hard prick sticking out over it.  Then I pulled the sheet over my head and
deepthroated his throbbing cock.  He gasped loudly when I did that, but I
couldn't help it.  Jonah was too hot, and I was too horny to go slow.  I
began wildly sucking on his cock while my hands explored his flat stomach,
his hairy legs, and his hard nipples.  I began twisting his nipples with my
right hand while I massaged his balls with my left.  I thought briefly
about Brad, who was not six inches from us.  He certainly had to know what
was going on, but I figured I could get to him later.

I noticed at this point how into it Jonah was.  He wasn't acting like a
typical straight guy getting a blowjob from a gay guy (I've blown a few
straight guys in my life).  Instead, he was moaning softly, bending his
legs at the knee and rubbing his thighs against my chest.  When he put his
hand on my head, it wasn't to force my head onto his prick, but instead to
play with my hair.  I decided to take a chance.

I took his cock out of my mouth and slowly started kissing my way up his
chest.  I spent a long time on his stomach.  The soft coating of hair
against his hard ab muscles drove me crazy.  I was incredibly hard by this
point, and when my tongue reached his right nipple, I pressed my dick
against his shin.  When he felt it, he began to rub his shin against my
shaft.  That was all I needed to feel.

I moved up to where my eyes were looking directly into his eyes, and our
mouths were an inch apart.  I could feel his hot breath against my lips,
and his hands rubbing along the length of my back.  Our gaze was intense,
his green eyes looked excited and hopeful.  Then he closed them and leaned
his head back slightly.

I was rubbing our hard cocks together, and just before I leaned in to kiss
him, I glanced over at Brad and noticed him humping the bed and he stared
at us.  I had plans for him, too.


To be continued.

This is pretty much a true story (I was drunk, remember, so I'm doing the
best I can), but I'd love to hear your responses or suggestions.  Email me
at vexxybad@hotmail.com