Date: Wed, 25 Nov 2015 01:53:28 -0500
From: Rachtoo <raashtu@gmail.com>
Subject: Naked Jock Roommate: Part 3

Naked Jock Roommate

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Part 3: Hanging Out Together

I opened my eyes feeling more relaxed than I had been in months. I had
missed that unique high of sharing skin with a warm body in a state of
semi-wakefulness.

"Mmmmhh," I moaned, snuggling deeper into Park's chest.

Into Park's chest.

"Shit." Last night came rushing back to me. "Shitshitshitshitshit..."

I disentangled myself from the sleeping giant and got up. Unsure of what
else to do, I put on my underwear to at least cover my nakedness.

I ran my hands through my hair, and discovered the traces of Park's cum
that had dried overnight. Oddly, I wasn't disgusted, but amused and a
little turned on.

No. I needed to get my thoughts in order. Maybe I should shower. Where was
my towel? I had kicked it off the bed at some point during the night, but
when I picked it up, I found large cumstains from my own massive orgasm. I
had come buckets while Park had jacked me off and toyed with my hole--

Great. Now I was getting a boner. I needed to just THINK.

Unable to figure out how to deal with the situation, I grabbed my sneakers
and went for a run.

The crisp morning air filled my lungs as I took off. It felt good to be
moving my body after a good night's sleep, and I soon settled into a
comfortable pace. After the newness of last night's adventures, the
familiarity of the trail was comforting. I focused only on the rhythm in my
limbs, clearing my mind of any doubts or questions. There would be plenty
of that later.

After a leisurely half hour of meditative jogging, I came back to the dorm,
ready to face the music. Only, Park was no longer there.

I tossed my cum encrusted towel in the laundry hamper, grabbed Park's, and
headed to the showers. There were a few others already there when I walked
in, but I felt a little bolder after the eye-opening experiences of the
night before. I unfastened the towel from around my waist and boldly
stepped in to the communal shower area.

It was surprisingly steamy in there, and I could hardly see who else was
there. Thankfully, this meant that the others might not notice my
extra-large posterior.

I quickly soaped up and rinsed off, hoping to get out of there as fast as
possible. My shyness had returned once I was actually in there with other
boys from my dorm.

I realized I should probably wash my hair since Park had deposited part of
his load in it. After I'd rinsed the shampoo out my hair, I bent over to
put my things back into my caddy when--

"Ah!" I yelped, as I felt a cold hand tap my right buttock.

"Good morning, my friend!" I turned to see Vlado's smiling face in the
mist.

"Morning, Vlado." I was a little embarrassed as I realized this was the
first time I was naked in front of one of my college friends (besides Park,
of course).

"I am surprised that you are awake," Vlado said as he started lathering
soap all over his furry chest. He was solidly built, but his barrel chest
and powerful arms were softened by a layer of fat.

"Why?" I asked, willing myself to maintain eye contact so that I wouldn't
peek downstairs.

"Jake was keeping you awake, eh? Dave and I were hearing everything from
our room yesterday night."

"What? No! I mean, Jake wasn't here. I mean--" It was difficult to
concentrate on our conversation while his hefty schlong was swaying in
front of him.

"No Jake? I see!" Vlado chuckled while rinsing off his beefy chest.

"It's not what you think!" I could see the water streaming down his furry
torso, across his girthy shaft, and dripping down his puckered foreskin.

"It's okay, Michael. I am happy that our Park is, how do you say, putting
the notches on his bedpost."

I was embarrassed that Vlado had heard me getting worked over by Park and I
was nervous that he would find out the truth and I was trying very hard not
to focus on his broad back and ample glutes as he bent over to pick up the
bar of soap he'd dropped.

"Michael, will you help me with washing my back?"

"I... what?" Vlado was shorter than me, so when I looked down at his wide
back I could also see the large mounds of his ass.

"My arm is sore from weightlifting. It is difficult to wash the back."

"Okay. Sure." I grabbed the bar of soap and began gently rubbing it into
his back, trying not to let my crotch brush against his potruding
asscheeks.

"It feels very good, Michael. You have very soft hands."

"Thanks," I said, fighting my growing boner.

There was something profoundly sensual about washing Vlado's back. I worked
up a good lather, soaping up from his wide shoulders all the way down to
the small of his back. I was careful not to let my hands wander too far,
but I don't think Vlado would have cared or noticed.

"It feels nice, Michael." Vlado hummed contendedly.

His back felt firm to the touch, and I could sense the soreness he had
spoken of. Maybe I should just work on his back a little more, to soothe
some of the tension?

"Get a room!" called out one of the other boys in the showers, to a few
chuckles.

That snapped me out of it.

"Okay, I think I'm done," I muttered to Vlado, giving him a quick double
pat on the shoulder. This was all getting to be too much.

"Hmm?" Vlado asked, arching his back into my touch.

"Yes," I said, sticking my butt out so that my semi-boner wouldn't brush up
against his ass cheeks. "I'm going to go now."

"Thank you, Michael," Vlado replied turning around.

I quickly crouched down to grab my stuff, but now this put me at eye level
with his impressive manhood. He wasn't hard, but Vlado had certainly
chubbed up a bit.

"See you later, alligator!" He called out after me as I hurried out. Vlado
had picked up some Americanisms and insisted on using them at every
opportunity.

"In a while, crocodile!" I shot back at him. I darted back to my room, got
dressed as quickly as I could and headed to breakfast, but couldn't find
Dave. I did, however, spot Nicci.

"Hey," I greeted as I sat down at her table.

"Morning," she responded. "Well, look at you."

"What do you mean?"

"Someone got a nice fucking last night!"

"Nicci, keep your voice down! What's that supposed to mean?" I couldn't
believe she was getting so personal. This was the first time we'd even had
a real conversation!

"Just look at you! You come striding in here with a spring in your
step. Dave says you've been trying to get laid since you got here."

"Dave should keep his mouth shut." It annoyed me that Dave had been talking
to her behind my back. To be fair, Dave did talk to me about their sex
life, but at that moment, I wanted to punch his face.

"Aw, come on now, don't be a spoilsport."

I ignored her.

"Was it Jake?"

"GRGH!" I almost choked on my eggs. "What in the WORLD makes you say that?"

"Well--"

"For Pete's sake, why does everyone think I'm gay? And don't get started
with this gayface bullshit!"

To her credit, Nicci gave me a moment to calm down. "Mike, sweetie, you
don't have to be gay to hook up with men."

"So what, do I have bisexual face?"

"God, Mike! You and your labels. Just use whatever word floats your boat,
or don't even use any words at all, and screw whoever you want to screw. If
two consenting adults want to get it on--"

"We should just hook up first and figure it out later?"

"Aha! So you did hook up?"

I smiled. "You're impossible, you know that?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" she asked, tossing her hair back. Hold on, was
Nicci flirting with me?

"I might be tempted..." I responded with a smirk, holding her gaze.

"You're naughty," she warned, but with a chuckle. "And I'm late. Catch you
later!"

What was going on? First the eye-opening sexual encounter with Park, then
getting a boner from soaping up my buff next door neighbor, and now
flirting with my best friend's girlfriend. I bussed my half-full plate of
eggs and was grateful to have the routine of classes, reading, and
assignments to take my minds off things for the rest of the morning.

I wasn't sure how to broach the subject with Park. We'd definitely crossed
a line as roommates, and I wasn't sure how we could go back to pretending
like things were normal.

<Can we talk?> I texted Park at lunchtime.

He didn't respond immediately, which had my stomach in knots during my
afternoon lecture. When I stepped out and check my phone, I saw the
long-awaited text:

<Sure, dude! I'm going to watch a movie with Jake tonight. Maybe after
that?>

<Sounds good. I'll be studying with Dave in the library. Text me when
you're done> I responded, telling myself that I didn't feel jealous. I
couldn't even tell who I was jealous of.

That night, as Dave and I were working on the statistics problem set in the
library, I kept thinking about Park, and about Park and Jake, and about
me...

Was it possible that I wasn't 100% straight? Was Park's massive cock as
much of a statistical outlier as my bubble butt? What was the probability
that my freshman year college roommate would turn out to be a horse-hung
Korean musclegod with an appetite for whiteboy ass?

"Earth to Michael, hello!" Dave waved his hand in front of my face.

"Sorry, just spaced out for a bit."

"You doing okay, man?"

"Yeah," I rubbed my eyes. "It's just, there's a lot going on."

"I know what you mean," Dave commiserated.

"You do?" Had I given it away somehow?

"Yeah, we've got the paper for Diaz on top of our problem set. So much for
having fun this weekend!"

"That's right," I said, changing gears. "It's just... a lot of work."

"You mean college isn't just keggers and chicks? Man, I wish they'd told me
that in high school!"

I chuckled.

"Thank you, thank you, I'm here till Tuesday," joked Dave. "Seriously, bro,
don't sweat it. We got a lot done today."

"That we did. You want to call it a night and head back to the dorms?"

"Yeah, let's."

As we packed up our stuff and started to head out, I caught myself checking
out Dave's tighty whities peeking out of his jeans. What was wrong with me?
Now I was checking out my best friend?

"Mike, you sure there isn't anything bothering you?"

"Well... I just think I need to get laid." For the first time in a long
time, it wasn't exactly true, but I still wasn't sure how to feel about
that.

Dave chuckled. "You and me both."

"Whatever happened with you and Nicci?" I thought back to seeing her along
this morning.

"We haven't quite gotten there yet. She's been giving me mixed messages, I
can't tell if she even likes me."

"So you two haven't been doing it like bunnies?" I teased.

"I wish! No, we sort of cooled off a bit after the beginning. I think she
thinks I'm too boring... Too vanilla."

"Too vanilla? I'm guessing she hasn't seen your google search history?"

"Haha, it's not that, dude. Nicci can be a bit... adventurous."

"Oh yeah?"

At that moment, just as we stepped out of the library, both our phones
buzzed.

The text from Park read: <We skipped the movie tonight. Want to come by
now?>

"I'm going to head the other way," Dave said, typing into his phone. "Looks
like Nicci might be feeling, uh, adventurous tonight."

"Sounds good, man!" I said, hoping he might get lucky.

Given Park's invitation to return, I did not expect to walk in on him
fucking Red, again.

"Yes, baby, oh yeah! Oh yeah! Fuck me!"

Red was twisted into an unbelievable pretzel. He had somehow managed to
lift his legs up and tuck his feet behind his head, leaving his ass open to
receive Park's giant cock. In this crazy position, Red was able to hold his
asscheeks apart, making it even easier for Park to plow further and deeper
into his lovechute.

"Fucking sweet ass!" bellowed Park as he pistoned in and out of Red's
asshole. His massive arms strained with effort as he held on to the
headboard to prop himself up as he slammed into the moaning ginger
bottomboy. I would have thought that the weight of the muscular jock would
have been too much for Red, especially in this current position, but Red
seemed to be on top of the world. Park was giving him the hardest pounding
he could manage without crushing the smaller boy in the process.

"Give it to me, baby! Feels so good! Oh! OHHhh! Huuuuuuuuuuuuunh" Red
trailed off into a high pitched squeal.

"So fucking sexy!" Park exclaimed, as he ran his hands all over Red's
straining muscles as he held himself in this impossible position. Park was
clearly mesmerized.

"Hey..." Red trailed off, and I suddenly realized he was looking at me. I
didn't know what to do.

A million thoughts rushed into my head at once: Here I was, staring
straight into the eyes of this unbelievably bendy redhead as he got his ass
pounded into tomorrow by my jock of a roommate. I couldn't decide if it was
rude to keep his gaze or ruder to break it, because looking away would mean
looking at other things, like his pink hole stretching to accommodate
Park's girthy cock. What I hadn't counted on was the intimacy of
maintaining eye contact with someone while they were getting fucked. Red
brazenly refused to break our gaze, his lips slightly parted as a low grunt
escaped his mouth with every thrust, and I couldn't figure out if he was
being provocative or if he was just in a totally different zone.

"Hey," Red repeated in a raspy voice, and I realized he was talking to Park
even though he was still looking at me.

"Yeah, babe?" Park cooed, as he nibbled on Red's neck.

"Your roommate's here."

"Mikey!" Park stopped mid-thrust and looked back at me with a beaming
smile. "How was your study session with Dave?"

"Uh, fine." Was Park actually trying to have a normal conversation with his
dick half-buried in Red? "Sh-should I come back later?"

"Nah, we're almost done," Park explained matter-of-factly as he resumed his
steady pace in and out of Red's stretched hole. "I thought the three of us
could hang out together."

"Right," I agreed, doing my best to pretend like this was a normal way to
spend time with my roommate and his main squeeze.

"We just got a little carried away, right babe?" Park asked as he slowed
down to a long sensuous pace.

"Unhhh..." Red groaned in response, his eyes rolling into the back of his
head.

"Hey, Mikey, could you get the lube?" Park asked, as easily as if he'd
asked me to pass the salt.

"Ummm, sure." What?

I picked up the tube from the floor, where it had presumably fallen at some
point during this acrobatic fuck, and held it out to Park.

"Well, put it on him," Park said, pointing to Red's boner.

"WHAT?"

"He just needs a little help. I already fucked the cum out of him twice
today, you know how it is."

I didn't know how it was.

"Please...." moaned Red. I thought back to our very brief conversation, and
Red's casually flirtatious attitude, and here he was, looking right into my
eyes. Something inside me shifted, and before I knew it, I was pouring lube
over his cock and rubbing it all over with my hand.

"Attaboy!" Park looked pleased as punch as he kept longdicking Red.

It occurred to me that this was the first dick I had touched that wasn't my
own. I was different and familiar at the same time. I couldn't decide if
the difference was because I didn't normally use lube on myself, or because
it was a different angle, or, most likely, both.

"Tighter," urged Red. "Please!"

I tightened my grip on his cock and jacked him harder, and he indicated his
approval with some breathy uh-huh's.

I felt a rush of erotic energy surge through me as I realized that Red was
entirely in our power. With Park fucking him with his horsecock and Red's
own dick in my hand, we held the ultimate control over his body.

"Fuck yes!" Red whimpered as I used my other hand to play with his balls,
which were pulled up tight. I felt wetness on my thigh and realized that I
was leaking precum through my boxers.

"I'm drying out here, buddy," Park whispered to me, gesturing towards his
cock.

What did he want me to...

"Slick me up, Mikey," he purred.

I froze. Up until now, I hadn't actually touched him down there. Park
Junior.

"Do it," Red urged, impatient with the pause in jerking and fucking. He
grabbed the lube and squeezed a healthy amount onto my fingers.

"Okay," I agreed meekly.

"Ahhhhhh" Red moaned as Park unearthed his monster fucktool, leaving his
boyhole gaping.

I gingerly reached out and wrapped my wet fingers around PJ, liberally
coating the warm pulsing rod with lube. I stroked both my hands up and down
its length, feeling its impressive size. It felt amazing to hold it, to
feel its raw sexual power in my own two hands. I rubbed,
twisted... caressed. As big as it looked, it felt even bigger!

"Mikey," Park panted, gently patting my shoulder. "I'm real close, buddy."

"Oh," I said, blushing. I felt a little sad to let go.

Park lined up his cock again and easily pushed in to Red's gaping chute.

"HAAAaaa!" cried the redhead bottom boy as Park penetrated him yet again.

Park placed my hands back on Red's cock, and I wrapped it up in a tight
double-fisted grip.

"Here it comes babe." With that, Park began jackrabbiting into Red as I
kept my slippery hold on his cock. The sounds of flesh slapping flesh
drowned out the squish of Red's hard cock fucking my closed fist.

"Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-oh!"

Red's eyes were fluttering. His twisted body rocked with each powerful
thrust as Park slammed into him.

"I'm coming, baby!" The smaller boy announced, his cock still squelching in
my hands. "PARK! I'm cuh-uh-uh-uh-OH!"

Red's cum shot out of his cock, and in his twisted position, the first
couple of shots landed squarely on his face, leaving pearly drops
glistening on his lips. The rest of his spurts were smaller, which was
still impressive for the third load fucked out of him tonight. His cum
mixed in with the mess of lube on my fingers, creating a sticky cage for
his cock, until it became too sensitive and he pushed my hands away.

"Your turn," panted Red, untangling his legs and rubbing circles onto his
sore quads.

"Fuck, yeah!" Park yelled, taking out his dick again and sliding off his
condom.

"I want you to shoot all over me," Red pleaded.

"Fuck, yes, tell me. Tell me what you want," Park grunted.

"Cum for me, baby," Red whined, reaching up to pinch Park's nipples.

"Oh, shit! Unh! OH!" Park cried out, as he immediately started spraying his
seed. His jizz landed everywhere, unloading hot white streaks all over Red,
and one or two on my face as well.

"So hot..." Red mewled, rubbing Park's cum against his skin.

"And now it's Mikey's turn!" Park announced gleefully.

"No, I... Oh!" I exclaimed as Red groped my package through my
shorts. "Jake, don't-- I--"

"Yes...?" Red asked, tugging on my throbbing member.

"I'm going to cu-hu-hummmm!" I groaned as I spilled my load inside my
shorts.

"Nice one!" Park encouraged, as I tried not to die of embarrassment. My
uncooperative cock continued to pump out load after load inside the
confines of my shorts.

"A little riled up there, Michael?" Red asked with a cocky grin, his hand
still pumping the last dredges of cum out of my cock.

Park clapped me on the shoulder and beamed. "I'm so glad we're all hanging
out together."

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And that's Part 3! What will Mike's next adventure be? Do you think he
might have some fun with his other friends? Shoot me an email at
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