Date: Fri, 24 Jul 2015 19:41:46 +0000 (UTC)
From: Midw Stud <midweststudent88@yahoo.com>
Subject: My God My Roommate 10

This series of stories is fiction, although inspired by real people,
places, events, etc.  I have been working on them on and off for a long
time, but decided to start posting them because I recently saw the
inspiration for Tys for the first time in a long time.  Please also look at
my series of (almost completely) non-fiction stories of my own experiences,
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/college/true-campus-stories/ And, as always,
please get in touch, love for readers to give me feedback and tell me about
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Tyson pulled on his shorts, and tucked his jock and tank under his arm, and
quickly made back to the lockers.  He got his towel and got in the showers.
A few young guys were in there, students it looked like, there for summer
semester.  As had been the case since he was 12, they couldn't keep their
eyes off of Tys' magnificent meat.  Even totally straight guys couldn't
help but stare.  And Tys liked the attention.  He washed it more than he
needed to, skinning it back and soaping it several times, before turning
around and slowly washing his ass for them to see.  One of the guys had an
obvious erection he was trying to hide against the wall while looking over
his shoulder, while the rest seemed at least a little chubbed up.  Tyson
laughed to himself that these guys couldn't imagine what he had been doing
ten minutes before!  Tys dried off and threw on a swimsuit he had brought,
and walked out of the rec center wearing just that and flip flops, smiling
until he burned his thigh on his car seat.  Tys got home and said hi to his
mom and took his phone to the sofa under the AC vent.  He texted Ev, and
they made plans to meet up later and go paddle boarding when it cooled down
a bit.  He then texted Carter since they hadn't talked since the day before
when they shared their interest in guys.

Carter got Tys' text and immediately punched the key to call.  Tys felt his
phone vibrate, saw it was Carter, and headed up to his room.  They talked
for a couple hours.  Carter shared all about Clayton and Parson, and
hooking up at school.  He had never told anybody about these things before.
Tys couldn't believe what he was telling Carter, all about Ev, and other
people finding out in the past few days.  And about how all these guys he
knew were having sex with eachother all through high school and he never
had any idea.  Tys was just telling Carter that he was afraid some guys and
girls were only interested in him because of the size of his cock when his
mom came in with a plate of leftover chicken and squash.  Close call.  When
Carter heard that, his cock got instantly hard.  He was right!  Tys had the
monster cock he had been imagining for a month! Carter had walked out of
the office and down to the end of the corridor past the restrooms to talk
in private.  Now, his impressive cock (though nothing like Tys' he knew)
looked like it was going to tear through his slacks, and a wet spot had
already formed.  They finally said so long, Carter couldn't spend all
afternoon hiding from his boss.  He wrenched his cock painfully up behind
his belt, and went back to his cubicle.  The rest of the afternoon spent in
a horniness-induced haze.

Later, at home, Carter popped on Grindr for the first time since months ago
at school.  He had had some silly notion of "saving himself" for Tyson,
although he realized it was ridiculous--they might not even be attracted to
each other, although he was pretty sure it wouldn't be on his side!  But
after hearing about Tys' last few days, Carter knew he needed to get laid
or he'd go crazy.  There were some good looking guys on Grindr.  But one in
particular stood out.  18, like Carter, pretty nearby, and a nice toned
torso on the profile, from the nose down at least.  He started chatting
with him.  They had a nice conversation, flirted, talked about going to
college, etc.  The other guy was telling Carter how his fuckbuddy had been
gone to Europe all summer with his parents and he had been horny as fuck.
They traded some dick and body pics as you do, and then finally, face pics.
Knowing it was a small town, Carter had always been nervous about using
Grindr, for exactly the reason that then happened.  When they traded pics,
they were silent for at least a minute, and then simultaneously texted LOL.
The guy on the other end of the Grindr chat was Burke, a good friend,
classmate, and soccer teammate all through middle school.  Carter had
thought about him at the beginning of summer and thought about calling him.
He hadn't seen him since he went to boarding school and wanted to catch up.

Once they realized who they were talking to, Burke sent his number and just
said call.  Carter dialed and they started chatting.

"Haha, I never knew you were into dudes!  We never messed around or nothing
back in the day!" Burke said.  "Why would you know?  I haven't seen you in
years!"  "You were the one who left cocksucker!" Burke shot back.  "Are we
going to talk all night or hang out?"

They made a plan to meet up at the Starbucks on the little commercial
street in their part of town.  Carter quickly showered, got his hair right,
found with relief that his favorite and only pair of fancy briefs were
clean, and got dressed.  He looked at himself and thought he was going a
little too hard preppy, and revised his wardrobe a little to just some
Vines shorts and a favorite T-shirt.  He told his mom he was going out, and
drove the couple minutes down the hill.  Burke was already there, looking
like he always had, but very hot!  He was dressed pretty preppy himself,
but then New Englanders with money have always had that preppy and
arrogantly-relaxed style.  His dark hair was short, and as he stood up when
Carter walked in, obviously very fit.  He had played soccer all through
high school, and was going to play in college.  Carter remembered hearing
this from someone or his mom.  They started chatting about everything.
College, old friends, what each had been up to, etcetera.  Burke said he
was sorry they hadn't kept in touch, but glad to see Carter.  He finally
started talking about his boyfriend.  Burke had called him a fuckbuddy
earlier on Grindr, but now it was clear to Carter that it was more than
that.  Carter vaguely remembered the guy from school and rec-league soccer,
but was having trouble picturing him.  Burke showed him a few pictures on
his phone, one of the guy in bed with the sheet down so far you could see
his pubes, and another, taken somewhere outside, with him in a swimsuit,
pulled down showing most of his ass, and a big smile over his shoulder.

Carter was having a good time, but wondering where this was leading.  Sure
Burke had said he was super horny before, big things were a little
different once they realized they were old friends.  "I still can't believe
you're into guys!" Burke finally said.  "You always had girls all over you
and a girlfriend.  I guess I kinda knew I liked guys way back.  Never
thought you did, or I would have made a move back then!"  Burke had even
back in middle school been fooling around with a couple guys from school
and soccer that Carter also knew.  Burke also told him that he was
basically out at school, and was going to start college at a small liberal
arts school further north as totally out.  He had told his parents, he
said, but they wanted him to keep it a little quiet until "he figured
things out."  They didn't know virtually everyone at school knew, but it's
hard to really convince middle aged people today exactly how little most
youth care about that stuff anymore.  They were still chatting away,
sitting next to eachother at the high stools at the bar by the window when
Carter jumped a little as Burke's hand landed on his inner thigh and a few
fingers travelled up the short shorts till they touched the hem of his
briefs.  "Why you not freeballin?  It's hot out!" Burke said with a laugh.
"Let's get out of here."

They wandered out into the warm darkness.  Burke had parked his car around
the side, an older BMW that Carter remembered one of Burke's parents
driving.  When they got to the car, Burke kind of leaned back on the side
of the trunk, Carter standing in front of him.  He quickly stood back up, a
little taller than Carter, putting his hands on Carter's shoulders.  "Good
to see you again buddy," Burke said as his hands slide down Carter's back,
coming to rest on the top of his narrow firm little butt cheeks. With one
hand grabbing a cheek firmly, the other went back up and on the back of
Carter's neck, pulling him in for a deep kiss.  Carter sort of fell into
Burke, their cloth-covered erections clashing and pushing on eachother.
Burke told him to get in the car, and they took off.

Carter had no idea where they were going but put his hand on the stiff
bulge in Burke's Chubbies as they pulled out of the lot.  "I'm so horny for
you bro, I can't believe we found eachother," Burke said in almost a
whisper.  With that, Carter pulled out the waistband of the Chubbies, and,
as expected, found no underwear, and fished Burke's dick out.  Carter
couldn't see it well in the dark, but it felt nice and big and thick.  He
unclasped his seatbelt, and leaned over.  As he got close, a pleasant smell
of soap and a teenage boy's pheromones--the sex scent--filled his nostrils.
Carter reached into Burke's shorts, and cupped his big slightly sweaty
balls as he pushed his lips down until they hit pubes and waistband.  Burke
moaned and started encouraging Carter, at first not believing he had
throated his whole cock from that angle so quickly.  Carter worked the meat
as best he could, from his position not seeing that they had driven out of
town and into a rural area with a few farms still, and some fancy houses.
Burke made a sharp turn, and Carter pulled up off his dick to see they were
driving up a long inclined driveway.

"Where are we?" he asked Burke.  They were at Burke's boyfriend's house.
As they pulled up the drive, Carter thought it looked familiar, like he
might have been there years ago for a soccer potluck or something.  "Yeah,
I'm looking after the house while they're away.  Feeding fish, watering
plants, etc."  Would have been a perfect sex palace, but no one to have sex
with!" Burke said laughing.  Burke pulled a keychain out of the glovebox
and they got out and walked up on the porch.  Once inside, Burke attacked
Carter, pushing him against the wall of the entry, and pulling him into a
long deep kiss.  He pulled Carter's shirt off, and began voraciously
licking his neck, his nips, his pits, and working down his six pack where
he nibbled on Carter's abs, making him recoil from ticklishness.  He yanked
Carter's shorts down, leaving him in just his colorfully-patterned fancy
briefs.  Burke chuckled at them and then eased them down, off and around
Carter's throbbing erection, pointing directly out the side.  Carter's cock
bounced up once freed, almost hitting Burke in the face.  He grabbed the
leaking dick and gave it a few tugs while Carter kicked off his shorts and
undies.

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