Date: Wed, 18 Feb 2004 22:23:13 -0800 (PST)
From: Ray Jacobson <tree_smoker007@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jerkin in the dorms with my room mate Part5, Chapter 6

Ch. 6 A Small Gathering

	The frat I had joined had the reputation of being the druggie club
on campus. Eventually, our bad reputation and wild parties provoked the
campus housing authority to yank our privileges to throw social events in
our house. That did mean a few rooms there would be freed up by the guys
who were either forced to leave by the school, who were too paranoid about
campus cops, or just too bored with the place now that we couldn't throw
parties until next fall. As a new guy, the new openings didn't effect me;
there was still a long line ahead of me in the scroll order wanting to move
in already.

	This forced change in policy forced us to start parting in the
dorms a little more, but specifically the campus apartments, which had even
less restrictions than Greek-housing, and less supervision than any other
on campus facility. I had become good buds with one brother, James, who had
a hookah in his room in the apartments. Although James had been one of the
brothers involved with bossing us around during pledging, he and I still
always got along over all; I guess it was a mutual respect amongst pot
heads. His room mate was Brent, a senior who I barely knew because he
didn't hang around with the frat much any more. After I got in, I was
surprised that only myself and a few of the other new guys who smoked pot
were pretty much the only guys from the frat who hung out in James'
room. Apparently he was a pretty wild drunk, and when he mixed that with
coke it got him too wound up for the rest of the guys to tolerate.

	Pledging didn't reflect any of the fraternity's little cliques or
arguments to us while we were in the process of joining (i.e. doing goofy
shit and taking orders). Although pledging sucked we weren't fucked with
too badly, but I did pick up on some slight homo-erotic slants in some of
our events. One involved us stripping down to nothing but our shoes and
socks and funneling beers until we could barely move. Any pledge who
couldn't drink or who up-chucked got tea-bagged (to put one's balls on the
face of some one else) by one of the brothers. We also had to run laps
around the track one night naked, in the cold, and then make a pyramid like
a bunch of fucking cheerleaders. One time we fucked up an event, so we were
punished by having to clean the house naked with a sock over our junk; but
the gayest thing we had to do was during hell week when we weren't allowed
to take a piss in the house unless the pledge whose last name came after
our own alphabetically held our dick for us. It was easy for us to hold it
in until they started making us do shots of beer.

	One of my pledge brothers, Alex, became my best friend in the
group. The two of us are both Italian (but I'm only half) and grew up in
similar towns that were fairly close to one another in Jersey. He and I
were also two of the biggest pot heads in our pledge class, so it wasn't
long before we were hanging out quite a bit. Alex was actually the main
reason I started to hang out over at James' place, and there were many
nights when the two of us would go over and smoke out of his hookah with he
and Brent. Brent turned out to be a pretty chill character, he was an art
major and kind of a hippie, but more so in a surfer-dude kind of way.

	It was one night in December, towards the end of the semester, when
a pretty big blizzard swept in and shut every thing down for a day. Alex
and I became stranded at James and Brent's apartment, and celebrated pretty
heavily the second night of the storm when the snow kicked it up a notch
and extended class cancellations into the at least the next day. James did
a little "skiing" in his room with Brent, but Alex and I opted to just sick
to weed and beer. James did get a little wild that night, but not nearly as
bad as I expected from the stories I had heard. After a few rounds on the
hookah and a several shots of JD, I was out like a light on the couch in
their living room.

	About 4:00 AM I had to piss so bad that my body forced me out of my
coma-like state. My head throbbed as I silently stumbled back to the bath
room attached to the little kitchenette space in the apartment. I stood and
pissed for what seemed like and eternity, and then messily pressed my hand
down on the toilet-handle. I cursed as I felt it jingle and realized the
damn thing was off its chain or busted. In my current state I was too out
of it to fool with any toilet fixing, so I just washed my hands and
splashed some water on my face and headed back to the couch. After I settle
myself back in I realized that the couch opposite mine was empty, meaning
that Alex opted to pass out some where else that night. As I tried to drift
back to sleep I noticed my mind was floating down the gutter, and I was
imagining the faint sounds of sexual indulgence.

	A loud creak followed by an obvious moan shook me back to full
consciousness and I realized that I was not just dreaming that I was
hearing sex; I actually was hearing it seeping through the walls. I sat up
and quietly listened to see where the sounds were coming from. I looked
over toward Brent's door and saw that it was dark and quiet, and then I
turned over towards James' side of the place and realized it was coming
from that direction. My curiosity peaked, and it wasn't long before I was
inching slowly and quietly toward James' door way. The door was closed but
I could make out that there was a dim light on peering through the crack
above the floor. Slowly I leaned and my eyes grew ten times their normal
size when it seemed that the only sexual noises creeping out of the room
were coming from masculine voices. I could hear two different moaners, the
familiar sound of a cock being sucked, and the sound of slappin' skins.

	I stood there pondering what course of action I should take. Could
it really be that James is in there with a guy? Was he in there with Alex
or Brent, or both of them? I silently crept back to the living room area,
and looked over at Brent's door. In as complete a silence as possible I
slowly opened his door and peeked into his room. The dim light of his
computer revealed that no one was in the room, raising even further the
suspicion in my mind that Brent was fooling around with James at that very
moment. I picked up a sketch book that was laying on top of his desk; a
pencil held the place to a page that I found to be quite interesting. Brent
had done a series of nude sketched of him self and James, and they were
quite life-like, and scribbled notes on the "James" sketches made it seem
that he posed for the drawings himself. The sketch that the pencil was
book-marking looked like a rough drawing of Alex, although the face was the
only part that looked really finished. I shut the book and placed it back
on Brent's desk where I found it, and made my back over to James' door with
a surge of adrenaline.

	I knocked but then slowly swung open the door with out waiting for
a response. Well, all my wet dreams seemed to have come true in that
instant. All three were naked, Alex had apparently been getting a blowjob
from James and was backing away at my abrupt entrance, James had semi-sat
up and inadvertently pushed himself further onto Brent's cock as everyone
of them looked over at me with nervous looks. I just smirked back at them.

	"Is this a private party?"

	"Vince, uh, what are you...," James stammered.

	"Don't worry James, I figured out what was going on before I opened
the door."

	Brent smirked at me. "So does that mean you're interested in being
our fourth?"

	In a flash I was stripped and naked. Alex remained a little timid,
but Brent came over and started to make out with me. Brent had a gorgeous
body, it was trimmed and toned and tanned golden, and his stark tan line
around his waistline and ass got my dick hard in an instant. He had a lot
of typical surfer necklaces and several silver hoops in his ears, and a
tattoo of a little devil face at the small of his back. James was short
with a nicely toned body and the cutest little ass I've ever seen. He is a
little hairy and keeps his brown hair trimmed short and spiky. Alex had a
much sexier body than I though he would have. He was hardly the skinny
little thing I assumed; his body was very defined, and his olive complexion
was the perfect complement to his tight little frame. His hair was short,
black and usually pushed all straight forward. His butt was kind of flat
but he had a nice fat uncut dick and balls that hung down pretty low.

	As I made out with Brent, Alex started to fuck James' pretty white
little ass, and James seemed to revel in ever minuet of it. Alex laid down
on James' bed and James road his cock with his back facing Alex. Brent had
started to suck my cock as I still stood by the doorway, watching the show
on the bed a few feet away from me. I probably watched blankly for a good
five minutes while my two friends fucked and Brent sucked away at my
dick. He shook me out of my daze when he suddenly slid his tongue up my ass
crack. After he gave me a few good licks, Brent asked if I was cool with
rimming, and I answered him by bending over slightly and widening my legs
so he had an easier job at it. It wasn't long before Brent and I were
69-ing one another on the floor, and I reveled in sucking his perfectly
smooth balls into my mouth. At some point Alex popped his dick out of James
and the two of them were standing over us for god only knows how long
before I felt a set of hands running themselves up and down the sides of my
body.

	"Hey fellahs, we're tappin' you out," James said as he pulled Brent
to his feet. Alex had his hands on my sides and helped me up and pulled me
toward the door as Brent and James moved over to a corner of the room. The
two of us stepped out into the hallway, and Alex shut the door slightly
behind us, then pulled his body tight against mine.

	"Vince, what are you doing?"

	"What am I doing? I should be asking you that, but seeing as we are
standing out here naked we both know the answer to that," I whispered back
into his ear.

	"Did they know?"

	"Know what?"

	"Have you ever, you know, done, thins... with them?"

	"No. Have you?"

	"You didn't?! How did, why did, uh, I don't know. What are you
doing?"

	"You already asked me that!"

	"I..."

	"Look, I woke up, I heard what was going on, and it uh, intrigued
me."

	"Fuck, I told them you would hear us."

	"Is that bad?"

	"Yes! Uh, well, no, I don't know, I mean, its..."

	"Unexpected?"

	"Yeah, I just never thought you..."

	I decided to put an end to our stalemate of awkwardness and took
Alex's chin in my hand, turning his head so tha we were glaring one another
in the eyes. Alex pushed forward and the two of us kissed one another,
slowly at first, but then with such passionate fury that we didn't even
realize we had fallen to the floor until we noticed James and Brent were
watching us and laughing uncontrollably.

	"Nice. So you two want a room, or is mine not good enough for ya?"

	The two of us broke apart and looked up at the two people who
actually lived there, and couldn't help but notice that they were both
still quite naked as their cocks drooped heavily down towards us.

	"I guess you got the answer you wanted Alex."

	"Ha, uh, yeah, it works," Alex laughed. I quickly responded in kind
with a loving smack on the ass, which gave Alex's monster a twitching surge
of delight.

	The four of us were back in James' room in a flash, and our hosts
arranged us into a nice circle. As we reclined on our sides in the circular
formation, we each took the cock of the person to our left and started to
have our fun. Alex settled his head between my legs, and his lips and
tongue lovingly probed my shaft. My mouth fell willingly onto James' dick,
and I did my best to show him my deepest thanks for his generous
hospitality. James got stuck with the familiar, but still much appreciated,
territory of Brent's dick, and he seemed to be quite an energetic veteran
at giving head. Brent got the dick I was really after, but from my vantage
point I couldn't really tell what kind of working over he was giving Alex.

	We finished off the night with a bang, excuse the pun, but I had
yet to get the chance to really let out my lust for Alex. Brent surprised
me yet again by asking if I wanted to fuck him. He laid me down on my back
and began to make out with me as he balanced himself on all fours just
above me. As Brent broke from our embrace and started to slip a condom onto
my dick, I noticed James's head was right above mine. He was on all fours,
facing Brent and myself as Brent positioned himself above my cock. I could
see that James was pretty hard and that Alex was behind him, ready to plow
his ass once again that night. While Brent was riding my dick, and as Alex
pounded away at James from the back, my host leaned his face down to meet
mine as I wrestled his tongue as it came down from above.

	As I enjoyed the nice work Brent was doing as he road my dick,
James moved closer to Brent and started to suck his cock as he road me. I
happily let James' dick fall through my lips and continued the blow job I
had given him earlier. It wasn't long before James pulled his dick out of
my mouth and leaned back on his knees. As Alex continued to fuck him, James
pounced up and down on his lap and then shot a heavy gush of cum all over
his stomach and thighs. Brent then began to ride my dick much harder than
before, and jerked his cock with a fury. He slammed down on me one final
time and shot his wad across my belly and chest. Alex and I pulled out,
peeled the condoms off our cocks and stood next to one another as we jerked
off and kissed one another. In moments we were both sticky with our cum,
but still lip-locked.

	After we had all cleaned up, Brent told Alex and me that we could
stay in his room for the nigh if we wanted to, seeing as he would be
spending the night with James, as usual. Alex and I tip-toed into Brent's
room in our boxers, hardly capable of keeping our hands to ourselves. I
noticed that Brent's room seemed to be more than just a little smaller than
James' due to the poorly-thought out architecture of the building which
forced the room to be more of a tight squeeze than normal due to the fact
that it was at a corner of the pentagonal-shaped apartment complex. I guess
that explained why James' room was the, uh, place to be. Alex and I didn't
speak much at all as we cuddled together in the warmth of Brent's bed. We
had hooked up for at least an hour before we finally settled down and fell
asleep.