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Easter Roommates: 2. Andy

by Harlan Blake


...He then asked me in his drunken way if I would suck his cock...


Disclaimer Warning:    If you're under age or offended by the explicit gay fiction, you shouldn't be here reading this - so DO NOT read any further. In fact please leave, and get a life! For all the rest of you guys, welcome to the Fiction Factory. The following is a fictional story and any relation to any real person is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. This story was originally published in the Nifty archive at www.nifty.org and may not be used anywhere else or reproduced further without the author's prior permission.

My second dorm experience also happened around the Easter period, just like it had done a year before. Somehow word leaked I was gay. I guess it was bound to happen. Probably my former roommate Wayne leaked it out or in a passive-aggressive move I let it slip. Wayne had left college and our dorm room together during the Summer break and I was really missing him.

I had really expected Wayne to return at the beginning of September but as I was learning, nothing was certain with these straight ranchers with their high school sweethearts. Well Wayne was no different and a year was enough for him, at least at our college. After 8 months of being on my own I was assigned another roommate. Perhaps this Easter term wasn't going to see me always being on my own.

When I arrived he was already settled in which I found strange as the only guys who could be that settled were football players who'd been there for pre-season training. The other reason I say strange is that football players and other jocks were housed in other wings of the dorm. Well, I figured if I had a football player as a roommate that wasn't the worst thing that could happen, especially if he was cute.

I unpacked, made my bed, etc. and went off doing errands. When I came back, I noticed my pillow had a huge dent in it. I thought it was strange but didn't think a lot about it. It had been a long drive and the cafeteria was not yet open so I went into town getting something to eat and goofed around a bit, then wanting to go to bed early drove back to the dorm. When I got back my roommate wasn't there so I unpacked some more and was watching TV when he and another football player named Johnny came in. My roommate I didn't recognise but Johnny I knew.

I come to find out that the cats out of the bag and the rumor around the dorm is I'm gay. Johnny says my roommate, whose name is Andy, wants me to change rooms. I soon learn that the reason why my pillow was dented is because some of the football players were in our room earlier and one of them punched my pillow. Johnny was a levelheaded person, which is one reason why I think he came with Andy to propose the room change, but I could tell Andy was tightly wound.

The problem with their whole request was, one I had seniority as I had been in the room for the last two years, and two, where did they expect me to move. The dorms weren't fully open and nobody knew who was returning, which rooms were unoccupied if any, etc. I made it clear that I was not going to move regardless if Andy had been in the room and settled for two weeks and that if he had a problem sleeping in the room it was his problem-not mine.

I told Andy if I needed to speak with his coaches, the dorm managers, or whomever I would do so, but if anyone ever touched my stuff or ever threatened me again I would report them.

As I said Johnny was level headed and knew I was right and as I was semi-heated and threatening to make waves with football careers (not that I could have) calm heads prevailed and Andy backed down. A couple minutes later Johnny and Andy, with his tail (which was very nice) between his legs, took off and I, after calming down turned in.

It was about 10:00 pm when I finally fell asleep and about 2:00 am when I was suddenly awoke by a very drunk Andy crashing through the door turning on the overhead light and talking loudly to himself. He was acting like a typical 18-year-old drunk kid away from home for the first time and proceeded to bounce around the room. I was more fearful he would throw up on me than anything else.

Finally, I got out of bed and steered him from the desk chair he'd fallen into to his bed and laid him out flat hoping he would find it comfortable enough to sleep through the night on. The kid was large and hard to manage and I'd never been sympathetic towards drunks so taking off his clothes did not even cross my mind. I just wanted to get him flat on his back with the trashcan by his side and him aware of it in the event he needed to throw up. I then wanted to get back to bed.

As I said, he was a large kid. He barely fit in the bed as his feet hung over the edge when I lifted his legs from the floor. His body was so wide that even when I lifted his dangling arm and placed it on his chest it was hard to keep it from falling back to the floor.

Finally, it seemed I had him lying pretty straight so I got the trashcan and placing it by his head; I shook him a few times trying to wake him to make sure he knew it was there. After a moment, his eyes opened and a couple seconds later he recognised me then moved his head to the side and looked around the room. He was very drunk but he was trying to focus and he asked me how he got on the bed. I told him I helped him then pointed out the trashcan.

He looked at me for a moment then in a very drunken haze told me he was sorry for being such an asshole. It was an apology only a drunk could or would make but he was so sweet making it and I knew it was the only time I'd ever hear it from him. I told him not to worry about it and I was going to bed. Then came something that almost blew me to the floor. He asked me if I thought he was good looking.

Again, the booze was talking and I knew I'd never hear those words again so I thought why not and I turned back to him and looking him up and down told him yes, I thought he was a very handsome.

Andy was a good 6ft 3in and probably 250lbs. He had long straight blond hair, probably hadn't shaved for a couple days, had a wonderfully developed chest, and a very solid body though not cut. He reminded me a lot of John Schneider in Dukes of Hazard but larger and with a rounder face. He had that very wholesome All American hayseed look. He was dressed in a blue t-shirt, blue jeans, and Adidas tennis shoes.

He seemed very sweet and out of his element. Maybe he was too young for college, and definitely unable to handle his booze. He was definitely a small town boy that was for sure. As I was looking him up and down telling him he was handsome, I met his eyes and we looked at each other for a moment. Just as his last question took me by surprise and almost caused me to crumple to the floor his next one almost caused me to have a heart attack. He then asked me in his drunken way if I would suck his cock.

Absolutely floored I stared at him not knowing what to say or do. Only hours before he was so wound up that without so much as boo he might have pounced on me or run down the hallway screaming of fright. Now he was laying flat on his back extremely drunk slurringly telling me he'd never had a blowjob before and asking me to suck his cock "please."

Without waiting for an answer and taking his eyes off me, he reached down and fumbling unbuttoned his jeans then pulled down his zipper. He pushed down his jeans a little revealing the top of his white briefs then pushing those down pushed his hand in and pulled out his semi-erect cut cock. I watched as he lifted it from his pubic nest and pulled it a few times willing it to get harder.

I knew drunken boners and had no doubt he might have a hard time getting it up but after all he was only 18. I looked up at him and saw him still watching me and then he asked me again to suck his cock.

It was not that large, maybe 5 inches, but it was pretty and it was leaking some nice looking pre-cum. I went over to the light switch turning off the overhead light then went over to his bed and kneeled on the floor. I pushed up his shirt and rubbed his hard yet undefined belly then moved to his chest. He had let his hands drop to his sides but his right hand had dropped off the bed and brushed my leg.

He immediately brought his hand back to his side and scooted his body over so he was as flush to the hardwood bookshelf drawers thus giving his right arm plenty of room to lie on the bed. I continued to play with his sparsely hairy belly and chest pinching his nipples once-in-a-while.

By this time, I'd moved my other hand wrapping it around his cock, was jacking it off, and was doing my best to get it hard. He was breathing hard and telling me how good it felt. Feeling bold, I leaned over, sucked a nipple into my mouth, lightly chewed on it, and teased its eraser shaped nub with the tip of my tongue. I tickled the other nub with fingers on the hand that had moments before been jacking off his cock. Knowing how drunk he was I decided to go all out and I moved up, placed my lips on his, and pressed down.

He reached up grabbing my arms and pushed me away and looking at me told me not to do that. I told him sorry but he was so good-looking I got carried away.

I think he was pleased by the compliment but not pleased by the kiss. Talking lucidly but still very drunk, he asked me to suck his dick and nothing more. I told him okay and moving down grabbed his dick in my hand and sucked his soft dick deep within my mouth. If I hadn't been deep within his crotch, I think he would have hit the ceiling. As I've learned from experience, he did what most straight guys do; he immediately started fucking my face.

I had to push him back, got off his cock, and told him to let me do the work. I told him to let me get him hard and enjoy my blowjob and not to fuck my mouth. I don't know how much he heard but he stopped moving and I went back to his cock, sucked his soft cock head into my mouth, and started suckling it like a baby does its mothers tits and he immediately began moaning loudly.

I was concerned about the noise, got off him, and told him to shut up. I went back to his cock and sucked it down and started slow deliberate up and down motions swirling my tongue enveloping it into my warm sudsy mouth and within minutes it started growing.

Andy's moaning continued and concerned me so I reached up and put my hand over his mouth, which he didn't seem to mind. His cock wasn't that big but it was a nice mouthful that meant I didn't need to go up and down much but I could keep up a continuous washing machine effect that drove him wild. Many times he started wildly fucking my mouth and I pulled off telling him to stop and allow me to do my job.

He was going crazy, as I was not letting him cum. His pre-cum flowed nonstop, tasted sweet and manly and was enough for me now but I wanted him to remember the blowjob in the morning.

My mind wandered imagining him telling the guys on the football team of my mind numbing blowjob and the possibility that I might get to suck off some of the players I'd been eyeing for the last couple of years. Finally he had enough and he grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down onto his cock and he started fucking my mouth and within a minute was spurting his jock juice into my mouth. It ran out of his cock more than shot.

It was runny and tasted of beer but it was his then mine. His cock was not the hardest when it shot but it was punching my tonsils and it felt good. He had a good grip on my head and with his strong thrusts gave me a good battering. Very soon after he shot he lost his hardness and he pushed me off. Without saying a word he pushed his cock into his underwear and hiked his jeans up, pushed off his tennis shoes and turned on his side.

When I got up in the morning I showered and left to eat and run errands. When I got back, Andy was in the process of packing and moving out. He would not even look or talk to me. I did not mind as I got to suck his cock.

The term was hard for me in the dorms. My new roommate was cold to me because of peer pressure. I didn't really care, as he was ugly and uninspiring. I moved into an apartment the next term that was one of the best moves I ever made. Actually it was a small studio which afforded me a lot of privacy where I got to know a lot of guys I'd never would have had the opportunity to in the dorms.

Once word got out there was a bonafide cocksucker on campus it was amazing how curious guys were. Andy did end up spreading how wonderful my mouth was and I did get to know a few of the football players.

I have read many stories from guys in big metropolitan colleges with large gay communities and I am sure those were wonderful experiences but I can attest having gone to a small college in a rural area with no gay community and it wasn't bad. Being the only cocksucker I knew on campus had its benefits. There were many guys I had questions about but I never pursued them. I always went home for vacations and had many gay bars, etc. to get my fill of the gay community then.

At college, I was only interested in the straight guys who would come over to my place or I'd see at parties who knew of my reputation. I ended up with even more guy friends when it became known I was gay and I moved out of the dorms because I guess I was a novelty eventually not seen as a "threat." I never had any problems as I have a smart head on my shoulders, can talk myself out of a heated situation, and if it came to blows can handle myself very well. In addition, I am a lot of fun and can drink anyone under the table.

Well, that is my two Eastertime dorm cocksucking stories. Maybe someday I'll write about other college stories. Lot's of jocks, cowboys, farmers, forestry students, etc. as I rarely went for anything else.

But, hey! A cock is a cock, right.


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