MY COLLEGE ROOMMATE - by Marc Christopher
                       Sysop of Christopher Street BBS
                       (201) 992-5660
 
 
 Hi there.  My name is Charley Baker.  I'm 19 years old and a
 Sophomore in college.  I want to tell you about what happened to me
 last year when I first got here and met my roommate....  
 
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 It was a sunny Saturday afternoon and all the Freshman were just
 starting to arrive and find their rooms.  When I got to mine, it
 was empty.  Obviously, I had arrived before my roommate.  I had
 never met him, but I knew his name was Cory.  
 
 After a couple of hours of unpacking, I had gotten the room looking
 pretty cool.  Cory arrived right about then.  He was almost six
 feet tall, blonde hair, blue eyes.... the typical surfer type.  
 
 I helped him carry in some of his stuff and I asked him where he
 was from.  He told me he was from California, and indeed he was
 quite heavily into surfing.  He really fit the stereotype of the
 "California Surfer Dude".  He was quite a contrast to me.  I was
 only about 5'8", 130 pounds.  I had a slim, undeveloped boy's body
 and dark hair, only on my head and legs (and the other obvious
 places, too!)
 
 When he finished unpacking, Cory said he needed to take a shower
 and I pointed the way for him.  I didn't know anyone, so I just
 decided to stay in the room and organize things and maybe do a
 little reading.  About 20 minutes later, Cory came back from the
 shower wrapped only in a towel.  He had a great build, a beautiful
 swimmers (or should I say surfer's) body.  Very thin, tall, well
 defined chest and arms.  He only had slight blonde hairs on his
 legs and arms.  None on his chest.
 
 Now, I had never really labeled myself as gay, but I had known for
 some time that I was attracted to guys in a certain way that most
 guys were attracted to girls.  Certainly, Cory was someone that I
 enjoyed looking at.  I felt my dick starting to get hard so I
 turned away into my book to try to get my mind off of his body and
 so it wouldn't be so obvious that I was looking at him.  I didn't
 watch as he got dressed, for fear he might see me staring at him.
 
 Once he was set, he told me he was going to go out and explore the
 campus.  As soon as he left, I locked the door, took out my cock
 and beat off with the image of Cory still fresh on my mind.  It
 didn't take long for me to cum all over the place, thinking about
 him like that.
 
 A few weeks passed and classes had begun.  Cory and I both started
 to make our own friends.  It appeared we were moving in different
 social circles.  He tended to hang out with a "wilder" bunch of
 guys who liked to drink and chase after girls all the time, while
 I was quieter and stayed with a more intellectual crowd.
 
 There were several times during that period that I had gotten to
 watch Cory change without him knowing it.  He had a very nice cock. 
 I never saw it hard, of course, but even soft you could tell it was
 big.  It hung low and was shaped nicely and complimented his big
 balls.  He had tufts of blonde hair surrounding his pubic area and
 he was circumcised.  I often jerked off thinking about his body.
 
 Cory was a fairly good student and usually spent a few hours each
 night in the room studying.  I was always there studying, too.  Our
 relationship had developed into one only of roommates.  We really
 weren't friends.  We didn't eat together, we didn't have the same
 friends, we didn't party together.  We were very nice to each other
 and respected each other, but that was about it.  We really didn't
 even see each all that much.
 
 One thing about Cory is he really liked to party on the weekends. 
 Pretty much without fail, he would stumble into the room every
 Friday and Saturday night and barely hit the bed before he passed
 out from all he had drank that night.  You could smell the beer on
 his clothes and breath from clear across the room.  Cory really
 liked his beer!  I could only imagine some of the stuff that went
 on at the parties where he had been drinking.
 
 Well, one Friday night it was particularly warm and the natives
 were restless, including me.  Hot weather always tends to get me
 horny.  It was about two in the morning and I couldn't sleep,
 because it was so hot and humid.  I was horny and I started to beat
 off.  Just I was really getting into it, I heard the key being put
 into the lock.  I quickly clicked off the light, threw the covers
 over myself, and pretended to be asleep.
 
 Cory stumbled in, stripped down to his underwear and fell into bed. 
 I could smell the beer.  He was shit-faced alright.  Not even five
 minutes had passed before he started snoring.  He was out cold.  It
 was dark, Cory was out like a light, and I didn't see any harm in
 finishing what I had started.  I flipped off the covers and started
 stroking my dick again.  I was really getting into it!  This was
 the first time I had ever jerked off with Cory in the room. 
 
 Knowing that he was just a few feet away really made me hard and
 added to my excitement.  I don't know where I got the courage, but
 I decided to get up and walk over closer to where he was sleeping
 so that I could look at him while I was jerking off.  Quietly, I
 got up from my bed and stepped out of my underwear.  Totally nude,
 I walked over to where Cory lay sleeping.  He was flat on his back
 in just his Calvin Klien jockey shorts.  It was so hot that
 evening, or maybe he was just too drunk, but he hadn't gotten under
 the covers.  He just lay there atop his unmade bed.  
 
 There was a fair amount of light which always came in from the
 lights of the campus walkways outside.  As my eyes adjusted to the
 dark, I could see the outline of Cory's beautiful body.  I stood
 above him and lightly stroked my dick up and down.  If he had
 opened his eyes at that moment and saw me standing there naked, he
 probably would have killed me!  I would have been labelled a fag
 for life on that campus!
 
 Well, I'm sure I don't have to tell you some of the things you find
 the guts to do when you're as horny as I was right then, but I
 leaned over and sniffed Cory's neck.  He had the musty smell of a
 boy mixed with the smell of beer.  The smell made me super-horny
 and made my cock as hard as steel!  I got even closer and ran my
 nose down by his chest, then lower and lower until finally I was
 near the band of his underwear.  I dropped to my knees and put my
 nose under his balls, just where his two legs met.  I was insanely
 horny!
 
 I couldn't take it any longer!  I had to taste that sweet cock of
 his!  I figured Cory was so out of it, that I could pretty much do
 anything to him and he wouldn't wake up.  Ever so gently, I put my
 fingers under the waistband of his underwear.  I watched his face
 and listened very carefully for any signs of him waking up... 
 Nothing...  He was really out of it!  I very slowly tugged at the
 front of his briefs and pulled them lower and lower.  I would stop
 about every quarter inch so as not to take a chance on waking him.
 
 Finally, his limp dick fell free.  It hung over onto his leg, sort
 of pointing in my direction.  I leaned over and took a good whiff
 of it.  It had an ever so slight smell of piss mixed with a musty
 smell of soap and sweat from being trapped in his jockey's all day. 
 The smell drove me wild!  I gingerly stuck out my tongue and
 touched the tip of my it to the tip of his cock.  A small string of
 saliva formed between the two as I pulled back my tongue.  I was
 beating my meat fast!  I was almost ready to cum!  The excitement
 of what I was doing was overwhelming!  It was exciting and scary
 all at the same time.  Man, if he had woken up just then.....
 
 As I got bolder (and hornier!), I stared to gently lick his limp
 cock from tip to balls.  Finally, I took it in my hand and guided
 it into my hungry mouth.  I was able to take the whole thing
 because he was soft.  I closed my lips around his cock and pressed
 my face against his cock hairs and balls.  After about 30 seconds,
 his cock began to swell in my mouth.  Soon, it was almost fully
 hard.  It was big.  I had never seen it hard before and it must
 have been at least 7 inches, and a good thickness too!
 
 By this time, I could only fit about half of his hard dick in my
 mouth.  I started to work it up and down as it grew harder.  Cory's
 breathing started to quicken.  I looked up and he still appeared to
 be out of it.  I wondered if he thought he was dreaming that some
 chick was sucking on his rod.  I was beating myself faster and
 faster and bobbing up and down on Cory's cock faster and faster. 
 
 All of a sudden I felt his two hands on the back of my head.  I was
 in shock!  I was caughtght!  I jumped and tried to pull off of him. 
 His hands only pushed harder on my head!  I couldn't believe it,
 but he was pushing my head further down onto his cock.  He wanted
 me to keep doing what I was doing!
 
 His cock was rock hard by this point!  I added my hands into the
 action and stroked him up and down as I sucked.  A few minutes
 passed and he started to moan and squirm under me on the bed.  I
 knew he was about to cum.  I stroked him faster and faster and was
 stroking myself with my free hand.  Cory's whole body tightened up
 and he squirted a tasty load of teenage cum into my mouth.  I
 swallowed most of it and the rest dribbled back onto his cock
 hairs.  This all was too much for me to take and I came all over
 the floor at just about the same time.
 
 I pulled the front of Cory's underwear back over his cock.  I got
 up and went back to my bed, got in and went to sleep.  I didn't
 think there were any words that were appropriate for that moment.
 
 The next morning, I was up and out of the room before Cory woke up. 
 Later when I came back, he had just come from the shower and was
 dressing to go somewhere.  At first, I didn't say anything.  I was
 really scared of what might happen.  Was he going to call me a fag? 
 Was he going to tell everyone in the dorm what had happened?  He
 just said "hi" and asked me how breakfast was!  He acted as if
 nothing at all had happened!  I was shocked... but glad.  This was
 the easiest way out for me.  Maybe he liked it and wanted more. 
 Maybe he was afraid if he told anyone they would think he was gay. 
 Maybe he didn't remember the whole thing or thought it was a dream!
 I didn't really care!  I was just glad he acted the way he did!
 
 Cory and I both went our separate ways that day.  As usual, on a
 Saturday night, I was in the room long before Cory.  And, as usual,
 he stumbled in drunk again and fell onto his bed again, this time
 without even bothering to take his clothes off.  I figured I had
 nothing to loose this time, and didn't need to be nearly as
 careful.  I walked right over and looked at him.  His eyes were
 closed, but I didn't think he was even asleep yet.
 
 I started to undo the buttons of his faded, ripped jeans.  He moved
 his hands to mine and grabbed them.  Very quietly, almost in a
 whisper he said "I'm not that way... I'm not that way".  I
 whispered back "I know Cory... don't worry...  No one will ever
 know about this".  Slowly, his hands dropped to his side in
 abandonment.  Without saying it, he was telling me to go ahead!  He
 was telling me he wanted me to suck his cock again!  I resumed
 unbuttoning his jeans and wasted no time in getting his cock in my
 mouth again.  It didn't take long before he was moaning and
 squirming, and again, he shot his beautiful load in my mouth.
 
 There were many more nights like that during my Freshman year.  I
 would suck Cory off almost every Friday and Saturday night.
 Sometimes during the week, too!  When he wasn't drunk, I would
 usually wait until he was asleep before I would creep over to his
 bed and do him.  He'd always stir a bit, wake up, hold the back of
 my head and give me his cum before falling back asleep.
 
 Cory never touched me... except to put his hands on the back of my
 head and guide it up and down as I was sucking him.  No other words
 were ever spoken about it between us.  I don't think he ever told
 anybody about it either.  We treated each other during the day like
 nothing was going on, and at night I performed my silent ritual on
 Cory's magnificent rod without ever a word between us.
 
 By the end of the semester, Cory had found himself a girlfriend. 
 I knew the chances of us rooming together the next year were slim,
 and in fact, he is now rooming with someone else in a different
 dorm.  We still see each other around from time to time and give
 each other a pleasant hello.  I still jerk off all the time
 thinking about Cory and all the times I sucked his rod.
 
 I heard that he broke up with his girlfriend and sometimes dream
 that maybe next year we will be roommates again.  I'll let you know
 what happens!