Date: Sat, 18 Feb 2017 13:09:10 -0500
From: Milford Slabaugh <tommyhawk1@aol.com>
Subject: What a Roommate's For

                      WHAT A ROOMMATE'S FOR
                      By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
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     Josh rolled over on the bed when the dorm room door opened with a
crash. It was nearly one o'clock in the morning, and Eric had been out on a
date. For a guy who had finally been on a date with a man he'd been chasing
and dreaming of (and telling Josh all about it) for months. If he'd just
been out scoring with the gorgeous Martin Fuller, then why was he here,
now, throwing the nineteen-year-old version of a four-year-old's temper
tantrum! Storming in, throwing his bookbag (it had been a study date, books
with hot sex for dessert) on the floor, flinging himself down on his bed
and yanking off his sneakers, throwing them at the door, wham, wham!
"Mother fucking son of a bitch!"
     "What's wrong?" Josh asked. Not that he really cared, but hell, the
noise Eric was making was enough to raise the dead as well as those merely
sleeping. "What happened?"
     "It was Martin, that god-damned shit-eating pervert!"
     "He eats shit?"
     "No, man, he....ah, hell!"
     Josh wearily resigned himself to an unknown period awake. Until Eric
cooled down and shut up, Josh was awake whether he wanted to be or not. So
he said, "Come on, talk to me. What went wrong tonight?"
     "Every fucking thing!" Eric had skinned out of his shirt and t-shirt
and now was yanking down his pants. Only a pair of abbreviated red shorts
with a white trim separated him from total nakedness. His body, thus
revealed, was a prime specimen of nineteen-year-old studliness, from his
wavy brown hair to his square jaw to his full chest with the smattering of
chest hairs only beginning to turn from white to brown, with the narrow,
firm waist and sleek thighs, all covered in flawless, clear ivory-toned
skin that screamed the newness of his life, that he was still full of every
faculty and all infirmities were leagues distant in the future.
     "Didn't he want to have sex with you?" That was the worst thing Josh
could imagine happening. Going out on a date and figuring that you were
about to get the man of your dreams and being turned down, for a
nineteen-year-old guy was the worst of all worlds.
     "Oh, we had sex!' Eric moaned. "We had sex all right, but it was...oh,
God!"
     Josh sighed. "So tell me all about it."
     Eric turned and looked at him. "You really want to know?"
     "Sure, I want to know." Josh lied. "That's what a roommate's for, you
know. Someone you can talk to at one in the morning!"
     "Well, he went into the bathroom while I got undressed and into his
bed. He came out and he was peeled down to his briefs, like I am now and he
came over and said, First, let's get these covers off you.' And he threw
the covers back, like this!" And Eric grabbed Josh's covers and tossed them
back. Josh yawped! Hell, he was nekkid under there! He normally wore briefs
but tomorrow was laundry day, so tonight, he was going "commando."
     But Eric didn't seem to notice, or maybe he knew Josh usually went
commando on Friday nights. "So there I was, bare naked and laid out on the
bed and he said, Now let's get you hard.' And I'm thinking he's going to
kiss me or something, but all he does is this!"
     Eric reached over and grabbed Josh's cock. It had been lying quietly,
a dormant midget banana between Josh's legs, and it sort of slogged moistly
upwards in Eric's hand. Eric began to pump on Josh without waiting for him
to get even slightly hard, but Josh's cock rose to the challenge and soon
Eric had a full dong he was whomping on.
     "So he's pumping away at me and I finally manage to get a half-hard-on
going from the whaling he was doing to me. Kind of hurt, you know what I
mean?"
     Josh's cock wasn't hurting one damned bit! "Yeah, I know, it's awful
when that happens!" He gasped out.
     "So after he does that far too long, he says, Now you're all worked
up, time for a little Hoover action on the old ding-dong.' Can you believe
he called it a ding-dong?'"
     "No, he didn't?" Josh moaned. Shit, Eric's hand was driving him
insane!
     "So then he leans over and starts sucking on me like this!" And Eric
leaned over and sucked Josh's cock down all at once, taking most of his
length all at once and began to bob up and down at once. Josh groaned in
pain at first, but Eric's mouth began to lubricate itself and it felt a
little better. Then better still. Then downright magical!
     "Oh, oh, oh, God!" Josh moaned.
     Eric let go and declared, "Yeah, hurt like hell! Sucking on me without
a drop of fucking saliva worked up. Like a freaking amateur! And he kept
trying to shove it all the way down until it was sticking out his ass!" And
Eric began to suck on him again, taking Josh's prong deep with every
stroke. Martin may have been bone dry, but Eric's mouth was wet and warm,
so fucking warm! "Oh, oh, oh, oh!" Josh grunted with every stroke of Eric
that took him deep into that hot maw. "Yeah, oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh, oh!"
     After several minutes of that, Eric let go and said, "Imagine if I'd
done that to you for a half freaking hour, man! Half an hour!"
     He had given Josh more than a quarter hour of sucking, Josh was deep
in his sexual ecstasy and beyond any thought of trying to stop his
roommate's very vivid recap of his terrible date. Except he wasn't finding
anything terrible about any part of what was going on here and now!
     "So...uh! So what did he do next?" Josh managed to stammer
out. "Hooh!"
     Eric stood up and stripped down his briefs and stepped out of them
smoothly. "I was still only half-hard, but he climbed onto the bed and
said, Now it's time to play ride the horsey!' God, man, can you believe how
asinine that sounds!"
     "Pretty bad!" Josh said as Eric got straddle of him, standing above
him on the bed. "How did he sit down on you?"
     "He just knelt down and proceeded to try to cram my cock up his
butt. It was sore as hell by that time and still half-flaccid, but he kept
on at me and at me!" Meanwhile, Eric had Josh's very-stiff prod fully up
his ass. "After he finally managed to get me inside him, he began to bounce
up and down like crazy! My cock lost all its hardness by that time, but my
cockhead was stuck inside him and he kept on bouncing back and forth, just
like this." Eric was moving on Josh's body, a rocking motion that sent
Josh's dong in and out of his warm, snuggly-tight butt in a rapid, smooth
rhythm.
     "Yeah, uh, uh, God, come on, faster, man, faster!" Josh begged. "Aw,
fuck, I'm about to come, man, I'm about to come!"
     "I was nowhere close to coming, let me tell you." Eric declared as he
complied with Josh's request, moving himself faster on his roommate's
body. The bed was rocking with their lovemaking, the springs squeaking with
every motion of Eric on top of Josh. Josh tried to grab Eric's dong, but
each time Eric groaned and yanked his hand away, too tender still from the
mauling Josh was hearing about. Josh gave up after the second time and just
lay back and stroked Eric's thighs with his hands as Eric gave him the ride
of a lifetime. Ride the horsey indeed! If he was a horse, then he had just
been broken to the saddle! Put him in the stable, because he was about to
come!
     "I'm...I'm gonna shoot, man, gonna shoot!"
     "I couldn't shoot, not at all..."
     "Oh, God, I...I....ah, ah, AH, AH, AH, AH!"
     "...but I was so fucking tired of it all..."
     "AHAH, AH-GAH-AH-AH!"
     "...that I fucking faked an orgasm. Faked it!"
     "AH-GUH-HUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Josh was creaming in Eric's ass, a hot
flood that poured out of him and into Eric's bowels, then ran back down his
shaft in thick rivulets that flowed over his balls and onto the sheets
beneath him. "Oh, God, oh, God, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
     "He bought it and went into the bathroom again to douche himself. Told
me he was going to douche himself out in case I had any diseases! Me!
Shit!"
     "Oh, ohhhhhh, mannnnnn, God, that felt so good!" Josh moaned.
     "I never had a worse time in my life, I tell you. Martin is the worst
lay I ever had, bar none. So if he calls, you got to promise not to ever
tell him I'm here. You answer the phones until he fucking finds someone
else, okay?"
     "Sure, sure, I will, I promise." Josh would have promised Eric the
moon right then!
     "Thanks, man, you're the greatest!" Eric pulled off of Josh with a
plop and a rush of hot spunk from his dilated sphincter. "I'll let you get
to sleep now." He reached down and pulled the covers back up and over
Josh. "Thanks again for letting me vent. You're my best friend, you know
that. I can always talk to you."
     "Hey." Josh yawned sleepily. "That's what a roommate's for."
     "Good night, buddy."
     "Good night, Eric." And Josh turned over and went back to sleep.

                             THE END
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