Date: Wed, 20 Oct 1999 19:14:35 GMT
From: John Ohio <sailguy4557@hotmail.com>
Subject: Playing with Randy

The following is a true story about sex between fraternity guys.  If you aren't
interested in that -- you are in the wrong place.


Heya.  My name is John, and the story I want to share with you happened to
me when I was a senior in college.  It was a small private college in
western Pennsylvania, about 60 miles north of Pittsburgh.  The quaint
little town that this college is in has a lot of character, and is
surrounded by beautiful scenery and amish farms.  (Clue: not Grove City or
Theil).

Anyway, let me tell you a little about myself.  I am about 6'0, 170, brown
hair and eyes, hairy chest.  Just a regular mid-western college guy.  While
I had thought a lot about my attraction to guys, I didn't really do
anything about it.  The school is pretty quiet and conservative, and as far
as I knew, there weren't any gay guys there (no I realize that was wrong --
but what did I know!).  Honestly, I was too busy with classes, student
government, and being an executive officer for the fraternity -- no time to
worry about finding another guy there.  I was very popular with the
sorority girls, and had plenty of dates -- though I always stopped things
before it got to the point of having to get naked with one of them.

School was winding down, and I figured that I would graduate and then
wherever I ended up, I could then start looking to meet guys.  I definitely
wasn't comfortable with all that, but I figured once I was away from the
confines of college, I would be free to meet guys.

There is no doubt that there were a ton of guys on campus that turned me
on.  I could list about 10 who seemed to pop up in my jack off fantasies,
and believe me, I thought I was the king of jacking off at that point in my
life.  Seeing the guys in my fraternity every morning waking up and waiting
in line for the showers...  that is the stuff fantasies are made of.  I
lived on the third floor of the old fraternity house -- we had one small
bathroom that nine guys shared.  Plenty of hot scenery there, but as far as
I knew -- no one had any idea about my interest in their bodies, and
specifically, what hung between their legs.

Two days before graduation, most of the undergrads had already left for the
summer.  Only the soon-to-be graduates were on campus, with a few others
here and there.  Parties were the norm, and we were all drunk every night
and slept a lot during the day.  What a great time!  I was incredibly
horny.  That day, I jacked off several times -- seeing the frat boys in
just shorts running around playing was just too much!

In the early evening, Randy, one of the undergrads and fraternity brothers,
stopped by my room.  Randy is one of the hottest studs in our house.  He is
5'10", 160, brown hair and eyes, hairy chest, and very, very Italian.  The
sorority girls love him -- he's extremely hot.  Randy and I had been
buddies for a while, but not close friends or anything.  He has a hot
girlfriend.  Other than my fantasy of seeing him nude, nothing ever
happened to give me any idea that he could be interested.  Well, that night
things changed.

Randy stopped in to ask if I would be around later.  I told him sure, that
he was always welcome to stop in.  He then went out with his friends, and I
proceeded to drink and have fun with my fellow fraternity brothers... only
two more nights of hanging out in the house -- then real life started.  We
drank quite a bit, but I decided to go back to my room before I got to
wasted.

Once in my room, I thought about Randy again.  Damn, he is hot.  As usual,
I ended up pulling out my dick and jerked off a hot load.  I wish he were
interested.  He is just incredible.  And a nice guy on top of it all!!  At
about 1 am, I heard a knock on my door.  In came Randy, kind of drunk, but
still looking great.  He was in jeans, button-down shirt, and classic white
Nike shoes.  We kind of chatted briefly, and then he said "Can I talk to
you about something?"  I had kind of become the sounding board for the
fraternity brothers, so it wasn't unusual that guys would come to me to
talk.  So we proceeded to sit on the floor and just kind of talk about all
kinds of things.  The room was dark -- the only light was coming from the
skylight in the ceiling and the stereo.  Even so, I could tell Randy was
uncomfortable and needed to tell me something that was really bothering
him.  By this time I was lying on the floor.  He was lying beside me, and
as he was struggling to come up with the words to tell me what was going
on, he put his head on my stomach.  This was the closest I had ever been to
Randy, and it felt really good to have him touching me.  I put my hand on
his head and let him know that he could tell me anything -- and there
wouldn't be anything that would come between us.

So there in my room, in our fraternity house surrounded by sleeping guys,
Randy told me that he thought that he was interested in guys.  WOW!  This
was the LAST thing I though he would tell me that night.  Luckily though, I
kept my cool, didn't show any surprise, and listened to Randy tell me his
thoughts.  It turns out that Randy had been lusting for his roommates for
some time, but knew they weren't into doing anything (I knew his roommates
too, and they were studs).  He told me that he hadn't done anything with a
guy, but he really was attracted to guys, and he wanted to do something.

All this time, I was lying there with his head on my stomach, listening to
him and getting turned on beyond belief!  Here was this incredible stud
telling me that he wants to mess around with a guy!  You guessed it -- that
info had the expected effect on me... I instantly got a hardon.  Since
Randy had spilled his guts to me, it was only fair that I tell him that I,
too, was interested in guys.  He couldn't believe it!  But I told him it
was true, and that I hadn't done anything with anyone at school, but had
messed around a little.  He was thrilled.  I should probably tell you here
that I was wearing a t-shirt, gym shorts, and briefs.  And I was rock hard.
Which would be very obvious to him very soon.  He looked at me in the
darkness, and I told him everything was cool between us.  And that he was
okay.  And that I was very interested in him.  He questioned that, and I
told him to find out for himself.

At that point, Randy lifted up his head off my stomach, and he started
rubbing my chest and stomach.  Damn, this was a dream come true!  He lifted
up my shirt, and gently rubbed my stomach.  Gym shorts were not designed to
conceal a hardon -- so it wasn't long until Randy noticed the huge bulge in
my shorts.  He looked up at me once he saw the bulge, and I nodded and
smiled back at him.  He then gently slipped his hand in my shorts, and
grabbed his first hard cock.  Man, I was in heaven.  Here was one of the
hottest guys in the fraternity with his hand around my hard dick.  Things
moved quickly from here... I wanted Randy bad.  I got him to stand up, and
I began to undress him.  He has the softest skin, something that I still
can feel and remember.  His chest is incredible -- strong and hairy.  As I
loosened his belt, he put his hands on mine and apologized... I would soon
find out that he had cum in his shorts while I undressed him -- without
even touching himself!  What a hot stud!  That didn't matter to me -- I
still wanted him.

We finished taking each other's clothes off, and got back down on the
floor.  I gave him his first blow job.  I'll never forget his dick -- it is
the thickest one I have ever seen, and all covered in cum.  While I was no
expert, he sure did love it.  And Randy wasted no time putting my dick in
his mouth.  It really didn't matter that I had jacked off many times that
day -- I was going to have a great load for him.  We kissed, hugged, and
sucked for a long time that night.  Finally, when we couldn't take it any
more, we got each other off and enjoyed being together in a whole new way.
Randy hugged me, got dressed, and then left.  I crashed knowing that we had
moved into some new territory.

By the time I woke up the next day, Randy had left campus for the year.  I
graduated a day later, and we went our separate ways.  We wrote back and
forth over the summer, and while Randy enjoyed our encounter, he was
confused and didn't know what to do.  We agreed that we had shared
something special as fraternity brothers... something very special.

I didn't see Randy until the next fall, at Homecoming.  We were both busy
enjoying old friends, the football game, all the festivities.  Late that
Saturday night, he and I ran into each other again at the fraternity house.
It was our first opportunity to talk, and we caught up on what we each had
been doing.  There was a definite undertone of sexual tension between us,
and I hoped that we could get together again.  He was feeling the very same
thing... so after considering the places we could maybe go -- we decided on
using the room of one of the brothers who was away for that weekend.  We
ended up having a lot of fun together... and we filled this guys bed with
plenty of cum... he would certainly freak if he found out that two guys had
been playing in his bed.

Unfortunately, I lost touch with Randy after that.  I finished grad school,
Randy graduated.  He moved on, I moved on.  Now, many years later, I often
still think about those two nights with Randy.