Date: Tue, 26 Jun 2007 15:08:32 -0400
From: Jesse Fonda <jf2411@bellsouth.net>
Subject: "Jeremy Meets My Roommates," Chapter 1 of 3 - A college story.
This is a story about freshmen in college. As you know, guys this age can
be really stupid. Read it at your own risk. You know the rules about age
limits or being illegal to read this kind of stuff so if you're not
supposed to, or think you would be offended don't read it. All characters
in this story are played by people over 18. Proof is on file.
"Jeremy Meets My Roommates," Chapter 1
By: - Jesse Fonda
"Has he ever been fucked before?"
'Fuck me!' I thought. I'm straight. What would they think if I told
them I had been fucking him since he was 12.
While I was trying to decide what to tell Matt, Art went over,
sat/fell/collapsed on the floor and started playing with Jeremy's ass.
Art was gay and out. He didn't care who knew and we took some ribbing
about having him as a roommate from a few of the redneck assholes.
Art is cute as shit. Short, with brown spiky, blonde tipped hair, and a
small silver ball gleamed at the left corner of his full lower lip. He also
had a silver cuff in the top of each ear. He was slender, almost delicate
and was the best dancer of the four of us. He followed the latest music and
fashion, and he had style in the way he moved and dressed. Yup, there was
no doubt Art was gay.
Matt is BI. He didn't go around telling anyone but once he had a dude
in his bed in the morning rather than a chick. Chicks were the norm though.
Matt is tall and gangly. He towered over us at 6' 5". He had a nice
Irish face. You know, easily tanned with freckles, bright green eyes,
auburn hair and a personality that attracted people like potato salad
attracts flies at a picnic. He played B-ball in high school so his body was
in good shape and he wasn't shy about walking around the apartment naked
showing off his big dick and nicely haired chest. There was no doubt that
auburn was his natural hair color.
Steve and I are the straight ones. Steve was 2 inches taller than Art
at 5' 7", had pale blond hair and blue eyes but eyelashes, eyebrows and
lips that any girl would envy, an almost pretty face. He was the gym-rat of
the group, although he'd never been to a gym, and had a great body if you
like that sort of thing.
I was the plain one, mousy brown hair, hazel eyes, 5' 10", with a sort
of ok body, not fat or anything but no washboard abs either.
"Well, Donny, do you have any idea?" Matt prodded.
"Ah, yea! I don't think so! Come on guys he's my cousin and he's only
16. Leave him alone.
"He sure didn't hesitate to give Trigger a blow-job," Art slurred.
Now I knew Art was drunk. He never would have used his nickname for
Matt in front of him if he had been sober. Matt had made it clear that Art
would be made a tackling dummy for the football team if he did. Matt must
be drunk too, cause he made no comment.
Steve was just sitting there naked with a blank expression on his face
as if he was watching a mildly interesting TV show. I wasn't sure he knew
what the discussion was about. Steve seemed like a cool guy from a small
town in western Pennsylvania. He told me Art was the first gay guy he had
ever met but he didn't act all weird about it and he didn't act all shocked
when Matt introduced a male bedmate one morning.
I was mildly drunk too. I was sitting there watching Art petting
Jeremy's naked ass with both of his left hands. I closed one eye and one of
the hands went away. Yup! Drunk again! Really drunk.
I guess I should start at the beginning. I'm Donald, Donny to just
about everyone and Jeremy's older cousin. My parents divorced when I was
9. When I was 11 my mom started dating Pete, who's now my step-dad.
When they were first dating my Aunt Fran and Uncle Bill, Jeremy's
parents, would let me stay there over night and I shared Jeremy's bed. Some
times it would just be one night, some times the weekend and a couple times
they went to Las Vegas for a week.
I was probably almost 12 the first time Jeremy felt my dick. The
hormones were starting to rage. I was starting to grow some soft fuzz
around my dick. It felt good and I just let him do it. It didn't seem like
a big deal.
Not long after that some other kids told me about jerking off. I
started doing it on a regular basis. Like 3 or 4 times a day. I taught
Jeremy how to do it for me. Just laying back and letting him make me cum
was too cool. I mean he was going to play with it anyway so why not let him
make me shoot?
It didn't take much to talk him into sucking it for me. The third time
he sucked it I told him I was gonna cum, expecting him to stop, but he let
me sperm in his mouth. He swallowed it all and licked my cock clean. As far
as I knew I was the only 13-year-old getting sucked off.
I wasn't the only kid who was learning sex stuff from other guys.
When he was 12, Jeremy asked me to bone him. I didn't want to at first but
he told me his friend's 15-year-old brother had fucked him a couple of
times.
He had some lotion ready and a hand towel. I fucked him. He liked
it. I liked it. I was still hard. I fucked him again. I wasn't
complaining. He was happy and I was the only 14- year-old I knew who was
dipping his dick except this kid John Benson who bragged he was fucking his
girlfriend, but I'm not sure I believed anything that dickhead said.
After that it just seemed natural that when we were in bed together I
would stick him at least a couple times.
Jeremy really loved it. He kept telling me I had a nice big dick. I
was five inches, five and a quarter if I pushed it. About the third time he
said it, I asked him how big his friend's brother was and he told me he was
smaller than I was but he liked mine better because I was rubbing the head
right on his happy spot. When I asked him what the fuck he meant, he
explained there was a place inside his ass that made him cum when my dick
head rubbed it when I was fucking him.
OK, that explained the mess on our stomachs. I thought he was just a
major pre-cum leaking kind of dude. After that I paid more attention and I
started feeling him squeezing my dick when he was cumming. It wasn't much,
rather thin and watery but he was able to shoot.
So, when mom married Pete when I was 16. They went to the Bahamas for
a two- week honeymoon. I spent two weeks fucking Jeremy as often as I
could. By this time some of my friends really were screwing girls and I had
a girlfriend but she wasn't ready 'to go all the way'. I was being a nice
guy and therefore Jeremy got it instead, he was available and willing.
The week before prom I had sex with my girlfriend for the first
time. On prom night it took some major maneuvering but we got a room in the
hotel where the prom was being held. Besides the other stuff, I fucked her
in the ass. The practice with Jeremy sure came in handy. We went through
plenty of condoms that summer. Then I left for college.
Jeremy is a high school senior (he had gotten skipped a year) trying
to decide on which college to apply to. I invited him to come visit
mine. In October he had a three-day weekend because of a teachers
conference. He called and we decided he should come down Friday afternoon
and stay until Monday afternoon. It was only a two-hour drive.
He left after school and was ringing the apartment on the door phone
by 5:45. I gave him time to cross the lobby and catch the elevator to the
12th floor and I was holding the apartment door open and watched him
walking down the hall. He was a good-looking little dude, light brown hair,
brown eyes, nice smile, and a nice little body, by the time he got there I
was about half-boned.
When we planed this Steve was supposed to be going home for the weekend
but that changed. Now I wasn't sure where Jeremy was going to sleep but,
what the fuck, we'd work out something.
Matt and I planed the weekend. Steve and Art didn't show much
interest. We wanted to show Jeremy a good time. Matt had gotten an
18-bottle case of longneck Buds and a 1.75 liter bottle of cheap vodka. We
were going to take him to lunch Saturday and show him some of the city,
then to a party Saturday night. Spend a quiet Sunday doing brunch, then
walk around campus. A nice dinner Sunday night, and we left Monday open
because we both had class, Mine early at 9 am, Matt's at 1 pm.
Matt was there when Jeremy arrived and I introduced them. The way they
checked each other out with half smiles on their faces I thought the
problem of finding a place for Jeremy to sleep might have been solved. Art
came in maybe 10 minutes later. We ordered 4 pizzas. Before they arrived
Steve walked in the door. Hurray! The gangs all here!
So, everyone got introduced and we sat down and started eating and
drinking. I mean it was only 3 beers a piece with three left over. I think
it was Steve who made sure Jeremy and Matt got a fourth. I guess Steve
drank the other one. The few slices left over we put in the fridge.
The apartment was a large common room with a kitchenette along one
wall. We had a full sized fridge and a dishwasher, a sink and a small
two-burner stove with a half-sized oven, a microwave above it that got used
a lot more than the stove. A dining table with four chairs, four large
oversized chairs around a coffee table, a TV, a small balcony. Two big
bedrooms, each with a bath, each bath had two sinks and a sliding door that
closed off the commode and walk-in shower. It wasn't much but it was
home. Ok, you got the idea. It wasn't palatial but it worked for us.
Matt and I shared a bedroom and Steve and Art shared the other. The
first time I had walked in, we introduced ourselves and Matt added, "Don't
be intimidated by my size I'm really a very mild fellow," in a fake English
accent. We chatted while we unpacked and put our stuff away. He had a great
sense of humor and I felt very comfortable with him after a short while.
That night we were standing at the sinks brushing our teeth and Matt
finished first, as he turned to go in to use the john he asked me, "Are you
going to jerk off before you go to sleep?"
That surprised me a bit and I answered, "I was planning to wait until
you were asleep."
He finished pissing and as he passed me on the way out he said. "Then I
better get started cause it takes me a while to do it and doing it locked
in the john is too juvenile."
I finished taking a leak, turned the bathroom lights out and by the
light coming in from the common room I could see him lying on top of his
covers naked, his legs spread, pulling on his balls with his left hand and
slowly stroking his cock with his right.
"Hey, Donny I wasn't kidding about taking a long time. If you want to
cum before you fall asleep, you better start now cause we've both had a
long day."
I shrugged, slipped my boxers off, pushed the covers down and
started. After I came I used my boxers to wipe up and dropped them on the
floor. I pulled the covers up and fell asleep while Matt was still
going. After that we were totally open in front of each other.
A few nights later he was stroking it as I headed in to shower. I came
out of the bathroom just as he went off. Thick, white ropes of cum shot up
onto his chest and stomach. It was pretty impressive.
Art had a date so he left after we ate. We sat around and talked for a
while, then Steve suggested we play buzz. Matt got the shot glasses out and
put them on the coffee table with the vodka. Jeremy looked puzzled so I
explained that you pick a number from 4 to 9. Then you start counting. If
the chosen number is 4 you count around one, two, three, buzz and reverse
the direction. Five, six, seven, buzz because eight is divided by
four. Then reverse, nine, ten, eleven buzz and reverse the direction
again. If you miss a buzz or a reverse you have to do a shot.
We started. Since it was Jeremy's first time we let him pick. He chose
6. He missed an easy buzz on 18 so he had to do a shot. We were doing
pretty well after that, we were in the sixties and kind of stuck on buzzes
cause every thing was a six. When Matt said, "Why don't we do strip buzz?"
"Shit!" Steve said, "You just want to get everyone naked again." Then
Steve turned to Jeremy and told him, "Matt always wins!"
I explained to Jeremy that if you had to do a shot you had to take
something off too. We took a poll and Matt, Jeremy and I wanted to play so
Steve gave in.
I won't do a play-by-play but surprisingly Steve wasn't doing as badly
as he usually did. He hadn't lost anything more than Matt. I had my pants,
underwear and socks left. Jeremy had his pants and underwear. Steve was
next to lose his shoes. So he and I were equal. Jeremy lost his pants then
Matt lost his shoes.
Jeremy, after 6 or 7 shots, was starting to slur his words as he asked
what happened when you were naked. Matt answered, "We keep playing." Jeremy
accepted that.
Then Steve moved into his usual form and lost twice. So he was equal to
Jeremy with just his briefs left. Matt lost his socks. Then I screwed up
twice and I was left with just my boxers. Matt still had his pants.
Jeremy lost again. "Wait! What happens if I lose again? I'm already
naked!"
At this point Art walked in. "Fuck! That guy was a loser," he stated
and sat down on the arm of my chair. I wasn't sure if he was drunk or
stoned, but who the fuck cared.
"You suck the dick of whoever has the most clothes left, then do two
shots to wash the cum down," answered Matt. Art did a double take and
grinned like he had walked into the best party in town.
"We never played that way before," stated Steve firmly.
Matt told him, "Shut up Steve, You were never sober enough before when
you lost to remember that part."
Steve lost his underwear. Jeremy sucked Matt's cock.
Jeremy then sucked down two more shots and lay down on the floor and
curled into the fetal position. The kid had heart but Jesus! Was he drunk!
Matt was sitting there with his pants and underwear around his ankles. His
dick was half deflated, red and wet from Jeremy's saliva. He had just cum
in Jeremy's mouth.
Steve was sitting there naked with a 6-inch boner pointing at the
ceiling. Art was petting Jeremy's ass and I still had my boxers on
wondering what the fuck was going to happen next.
Ok, We're at the point where you came in.
"I think he's drunk or passed out or fucked up or about to be fucked
up or fucked," Art said.
"Man, he's got a really great ass! Even a straight dude would wanna
fuck that," Matt added.
Then out of Steve's mouth, "I'd fuck that great ass!"
We all turned and stared. "Well, why the fuck not? All you guys've
fucked ass," he directed to Art, Matt and me.
Art said, "Who's got some good lube? I really wanna see this shit."
"Come on, Art leave the kid alone. He's only 16." I said.
"Well, if he's old enough to fuck he's old enough to be fucked," Art
countered.
"One of you smaller guys go first and open him up a little. I'd tear
the kid up If went first," Matt stated.
"I'll go first," from Steve.
"What the fuck?" "What are you thinking?" "Jesus, Steve, Are you sure?"
came from Art, me and Matt.
"Why the fuck not? You all have fucked someone in the ass. I've never
fucked anyone. I'm in college for fuck sake. I'm supposed to be learning
new shit. You all said he has a great ass. I think he has a great ass. I
want to fuck him."
Like I said Steve was from a small town and from some weird religious
kind of family so he had never even been to a movie theatre before coming
to college. He must have used the weight lifting to work off some of the
frustration. He sure was getting corrupted fast hanging out with us.
Yo! Stevie! Ok, dude! Go ahead and poke your pecker in there." Matt
told him.
"Come on guys, leave the kid alone. He's only 16 and he's my cousin."
I said again.
"Ok, so put the kid to bed, Donny and we'll fuck you instead, but no
matter what happens tonight someone is gonna get fucked, everyone is fired
up and ready to go. Even Stevie is boned up," Matt told me. Steve liked
being called Stevie about as much as Matt liked being called Trigger but I
don't think he noticed.
Matt got the lube. Art lubed him up and got him ready and Steve went
first. Jeremy groaned as Steve pushed his cock into him in the spoon
position. As a first timer Steve had no finesse. He just fucked him
straight out. No change in speed, no change in rhythm. Not much control
either. In less than five minutes Stevie had shot his wad and was done.
Art rolled Jeremy onto his back, spread his legs and slid two fingers
in him. "Ok, we have medical proof that the Stevemiester can cum. Who wants
to be next?"
Matt told him, "You go next Art. If you do a good job flexing that ass
of yours I may put you on my program for next week.
"Oh, damn it! Matt you know I'm a bott-----," then his drunken brain
caught up, his eyes went wide and he made a point of staring at Matt's
cock. Art stripped down. I had never seen Art naked before and he never
brought anyone back to the apartment. He always went to their place. For a
little guy I thought he was well endowed, but then realized he wasn't any
bigger than I was. It just looked bigger because he was small and his pubes
were trimmed.
We watched as it disappeared into Jeremy's ass.
By this time Steve was quietly snoring away in the chair, still naked.
Art had much better technique than Steve and a lot more control. He
fucked Jeremy for a good 15 minutes. Jeremy was beginning to respond. At
least I thought he knew he was being fucked.
Matt leaned forward and touched my knee, jerked his head and got up and
stepped out of his pants and underwear that were still around his ankles. I
stood and followed him into our room. He closed the door and said quietly,
"Jeremy has been fucked before hasn't he? I tried to avoid his eyes but he
said, "come on dude, the truth."
I said, "Yea, a couple times."
"You've fucked him?"
"Yea," I told him. I could feel my face flush.
"Ok, cool, he took Steve so easily that I was sure he had gotten it
before. Come on Donny, you're next."
When Art was done, I slipped it into Jeremy and started screwing him.
Jeremy was aware that it was me fucking him and I was glad I had told
Matt the truth when Jeremy mumbled, "Donny, oh god! I always liked you the
best. You have such a nice cock and you do it so nice."
Even as drunk as I was I could feel my dick being squeezed by Jeremy's
ass when he was cumming.
"Did he just cum?" Matt asked.
"Yea! All over my stomach." I told him.
"Well, at least we know he's having a good time. Are you the only one
who's fucked him before tonight? And dude why aren't you kissing him?
That's more than half the fun." Matt continued.
"Yea, he has. He told me about some older kid who fucked him before he
asked me to do it to him. He was 12. I've never kissed him. He's the only
guy I've ever fucked and I'm straight. Remember? Now shut up and let me
finish."
"Oh, are you one of those guys who can't screw and chew gum at the same
time? Also, dude, let me point out that your sliding your dick in and out
of that boy's ass. That's kinda the definition of bisexual." Matt went on.
I glanced at Art. He was still sitting on the floor propped against the
chair but slowly slipping to the side. Steve had tried to curl up in the
other chair and his head was tilted at an awkward angle. "Matt, why don't
you dump Art and Steve into bed?" I said.
Matt picked up Steve and carried him into their room, then came back
and took Art in. "I put them both in the same bed so they're holding each
other." He told me, chuckling as he plopped back down in a chair.
"Are you nuts? Steve is gonna be all freaked out." I said, still
pumping into Jeremy's butt.
"You seem to think Steve's straight. You heard him tonight. He's never
fucked anyone. Don't you think it's a little strange that his first time is
with a guy? Also, he didn't say he's never been fucked and he did a
creditable job both times he's sucked me off. Of course he's always been
wasted out of his mind when it happened so I'm not really sure if he really
doesn't remember or he uses the drinking as a cover to do what he really
wants to do. But he had to be sore the morning after three upperclassmen
gangbanged him at that frat party three weeks ago."
"What the fuck, are you talking about?" I asked.
"The second week we were here I got invited to a party. You all had
something to do that night. When I got there Steve was there, already
drunk. An hour later he's even drunker and I saw him going upstairs with
some junior. I followed cause I had a pretty good idea what was gonna
happen. The guy invited me to join them. He undressed Steve. Steve didn't
resist. In fact he seemed more than ok with it. The guy fucked him while
Steve sucked me off. I made sure Steve got dressed ok and I got him home
and put him to bed." He related.
"Do you remember tonight when we wanted to play strip buzz? Steve said
we never played like that before? The last time we played he lost. I
won. He went into the bathroom and I followed him. You guys were probably
too drunk to notice. Good old Stevie sucked me off again. He knew the
fucking rules."
"Two weeks ago he was drunk again at a party. I saw him go upstairs
with three upperclassmen. I watched and when the third one came back down I
went up to find Steve. He was in a small bedroom, naked, fucked and banged
around a bit, nothing that showed with his clothes on of course. I got him
dressed and brought him home. Since then I've found two of the three guys
and taught them a little lesson about rough sex. Believe me they know what
getting fucked by a big dick feels like when the fucker is none too
gentle. I know who the third one was. I'll find him too"
About half way through this I had cum. I helped Jeremy up and half
carried him into the bathroom to clean us up. Matt just followed along
still telling me the story. I made sure Jeremy washed his face with cold
water. He finally focused enough to notice Matt leaning against the door
jam. He was staring at Matt's cock while Matt finished talking then Jeremy
looked up at Matt and stated the obvious. "Damn! Dude, you got a big one."
Matt ruffled his hair. "You should know dude, you sucked it. Have you
ever had a big one in your ass Jeremy?"
To my surprise, Jeremy told us, "Yea, a couple weeks ago an old guy,
like maybe 25, gave me a ride. We did it in the back seat of his car at the
quarry. He was big. It was great."
"Well, dude, this is your lucky day cause you're about to get another
big one up there."
To be continued
This story is dedicated to the memories of Justin Case, Eric Draven and
Axl. Wherever you are guys, you are still remembered, missed and loved.
Direct comments to jf2411@bellsouth.net