My College Roommate Part 3

After my Sociology class, I decided to call Ryan back and ask if he wanted to grab lunch.
“Hey, you got my message?”
“Yeah, I did, you wanna grab lunch?”
“Sure, see you soon.”

Ryan seemed sort of anxious and nervous on the phone. I think I was going to tell him the truth on how I actually liked being fucked by him. At the restaurant I spot Ryan at the table and I sit down across from him.

“Hey how was classes?”
“Good, you?”
“Good, Good.”
After a few moments of awkward silence he finally broke it.
“So look, last night, was my fault, and I didn’t mean to hurt you, and I wanted to apologize to you.”
“Look, Ryan, last night, was different, but it was fine, don’t sweat it.”
“Oh, so we’re good?”
“Yeah, we’re good, just make sure I’m awake next time.” I said jokingly.
“Oh yeah you’d like that wouldn’t you?” as he laughed.

I internally thought to myself, I would like that very much so. After lunch we headed back to the dorm rooms and I didn’t know what we were going to do. I know I had an essay to write, and having Ryan there would make things more difficult, considering I’d have a raging boner. That night, Ryan actually went to a party and invited me to go, I figured why not, I haven’t been to any parties since I’ve been here, its time to loosen up, in more than one way.

The party was your typical stereotypical frat party, bunch of drunken guys, and slutty girls, keg stands, loud music, trash everywhere, I don’t know why Ryan insisted on going to these things. But I grabbed a beer and decided to mingle a little bit. My eye was caught on this one frat boy who was really hot. He wore a hat that covered strong blonde hair. He was wearing a tight muscle shirt that contoured to his perfect shape. I loved his pecs practically bulging out of it. He wore some shorts that showed off his hairy legs, but being blonde, the hair was barely even noticeable. He had good sized feet, at least 12’s. He was a bit taller than me, at least 6’2. He was clearly straight, and really drunk, he was being loud and obnoxious.

“Hey! Justin! Come over here, meet my friend.” Ryan said, motioning towards this blonde god.
He walked over and extended his hand.
“Hey, I’m Justin” what a strong hand shake, even stronger than Ryan’s. Very large hands, my imagination could only run wild about what lays underneath his shorts. I noticed that Justin had some crazy bright blue eyes. Now isn’t that the way of it, hot blonde guy with blue eyes to top it all off? He smelled like alcohol, which was expected considering he was drunk, and he also smelled pretty good, Old Spice, typical frat boy scent.

After a few hours of mingling and meeting a few of Ryan’s friends, I decided it was time to go, I was pretty tired, and feeling almost a little too woozy from the many games of beer pong I had dominated at. The dorms were about a 20 minute walk, I figured the fresh air could sober me up a bit, and it actually did. Halfway home, I decided to check the time on my phone when I noticed a text message from a strange number.
“Hey, its Justin, Ryan told me to text you, he said you were cool, we should hang”
He was probably just drunk texting me, but I figured I better save his number in case I get more drunken texts or calls from him. I didn’t reply to his text message. Why would Ryan make him text me? He probably figured I needed more friends and more social skills, considering I was only friends with him, maybe he was getting tired of being my friend. Oh well. I wouldn’t mind being friends with this Justin guy.

About 2 in the morning is when Ryan finally made it into the dorm, he was actually with somebody! It was a girl, I could smell her perfume fill the whole dorm room. They were whispering really quietly, I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but I figured they were whispering about me being asleep. I was actually excited to listen, this probably is going to be pretty hot. I then heard Ryan get up from his bed and walk over to mine, was he going to wake me up and ask if I wanted to join? I so would! He slowly puts headphones over my ears and turns on music. The music is pretty low, but it drowns out the room noise so I couldn’t hear anything. He didn’t even pick good music, it was some crappy rap music that I couldn’t understand. I couldn’t sleep with this music playing, and I couldn’t sleep knowing there was sex going on less than 5 feet from me. Should I pretend to wake up, or maybe slowly take the headphones off so I can hear a little bit better. Actually I didn’t even finish one song before Ryan took the headphones off my head, and when he did that I just heard him lay in his bed and pull the blankets on top of him. Maybe the chick wasn’t into having an audience. Maybe he’ll jack off and need some help! I waited there for another 20 minutes in silence until Ryan started snoring. Looks like we both won’t be getting any tonight.
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A week has gone by since the party and Ryan’s intense experience with a woman in the dorm room. Nothing really happened, just classes, and hanging out with Ryan. Although Justin has been texting me a lot, practically begging to hang out. I asked Ryan what his deal was.
“He’s low on good friends, he’s just looking for true friends that won’t use him, and you’re a good guy, so I thought you could be friends.”
That line will stick out in my memory forever. Ryan telling me what a good person I was, and how generous I am, it made me feel good. But I was being a dick and I never did reply to Justin’s texts.

I needed to start working out. My abs were going away, I haven’t been in a pool since I got here, I haven’t been doing my morning runs in over 2 months now, its time to start up again. After classes, I headed to the fitness center in the dorms, and there was all but a couple treadmills and a few weights, and everything was full, so I figured to go to the campus gym, it was a lot bigger. I found the pool, and decided to do some laps. It was going good, it was just me and one other person in the pool, it was relaxing, after about an hour of laps, I needed to go. I’m not one for showering naked in the gym, but I needed to rinse off until I got back to the dorms to actually shower. The locker room was actually pretty full, there were about 10 guys in there getting dressed and about 4 guys in the shower, of course in far ends of each corner. I didn’t care, I was just rinsing off, I wouldn’t be long. I stood under the hot stream, until I heard my name being called.
“Hey Chris, have a good swim?”
“Justin, Hey, yeah, good work out?”
“Oh yeah man, I’m benching 210, what do you bench?”
“I actually don’t know, I haven’t benched since high school.”
Trying to make the conversation as short as possible, I finished rinsing off, and grabbed a towel and began drying myself. Justin was showering next to me, with his back turned towards me. He had the perfect body. A ripped back, with the tightest ass I have ever seen. I wish he would just turn around, but I didn’t want to make it weird by standing there, besides, I needed to hide my raging boner inside my trunks. I put a shirt on and started to head out.
“Wait up man!” Justin said catching up to me at the locker room door. “Want to go get a beer?”
“I actually have to go, I’m sorry.”
“Oh come on, one beer, won’t kill you.”
“Fine, one beer, whatever.”
Our beer grabbing experience was short and sweet. I actually learned that Justin was wealthy, Or at least his parents were, and all his so called friends only used him for his money. It was actually pretty sad. I felt pity for him. I guess I can try to be his friend, he doesn’t seem like a total douche frat boy. Until his question blows my mind.
“So, is Ryan single?”
“Yeah, I think he is, He hasn’t brought any girl back to the dorm.” Failing to mention the previous night.
“Ryan’s gay though.”
“Uhm! What?”
“I’m sorry, don’t tell him I told you, if he hasn’t told you, I didn’t want to out him, fuck don’t tell him.”
“No, its ok, he told me, Justin, are you?”
“Well I’m bi, and Ryan is a pretty cool guy, and I think I’d like to get to know him.”
I ended the conversation with, “Yup, he’s single, you should talk to him, I’m sure he likes you too”. But I hope that wasn’t leading him on. I’d have to talk to Ryan. I asked Ryan, and he basically laughed in my face and said he had no interest in dating a guy, and least of all Justin. Maybe there was hope for Ryan and I, but I think we are going to remain in the friend zone forever. Justin texted me a few times, and I just made Ryan call him and let him down easy. Ryan, being the asshole that he is, said I was single, which only amplified my texts from Justin. And he started using cheesy text smiles  which only led me to believe one thing, he was going after me. I wouldn’t mind dating Justin actually, he was fucking hot, I mean who wouldn’t want a blonde god on their arm, but I really liked Ryan.

Justin invited me over to the fraternity one night. I was bored, and horny, so I figured why not, I could use a booty call. I went over there and we played xbox for a bit, and hung out, he was actually a really fun guy to be around, but I wanted him to suck something. So the next round I made a bet. “If I kill you, you give me a blow job.” And he said, “If I kill you, I get to fuck you”. “Deal!” actually I killed him within 2 minutes of that bet, so I didn’t make it awkward at all, I hit pause, unzipped my shorts and pulled them down revealing my cock. Justin sat there just staring at me, very nervously.
“Well? A bets a bet!”
“Fine”
He turned his hat around and bent over me and began licking my dick. It wasn’t the best blow job I’ve had, but it would get the job done. I made him deepthroat my cock several times, but he always gagged and took a minute breather, which wasn’t fun waiting through. His tongue played with my head, and my slit. His warm mouth moving up and down my shaft, only going down about 3 inches. I pushed his hat off and grabbed his perfect blonde hair. It was so thick and soft. And honestly, I was getting bored with this blow job. I pulled his hair up and raised his face to mine. In one swift movement I forced my lips on his and began to deeply kiss him. His lips were so soft, he tasted amazing, my tongue couldn’t get enough of his tongue. Without realizing it, I was on top of him and we were on the floor. I better make a move, I pulled down his shorts and his dick popped out. It was about the same size as mine, uncut, and he had some beautiful pubes with a happy trail to match, and the balls were gigantic! Those were the first I tasted, they tasted so good, and smelt so good, every inch of his dick was perfect. I deepthroated it without a problem, it made Justin cringe and tense up the longer I held it in the back of my throat. I needed more. I couldn’t take it much longer.

I raised Justin’s tan legs into the air and placed them on my shoulders, he asked what I was doing, and said he didn’t want to do that. I didn’t care. I wanted to do it. I spit on my cock and shoved it in his tight ass. It was so tight, tighter than anything I’ve ever felt, he must have been a virgin, the way he squirmed and cried out in pain, the pain on his face was so intense it almost made me feel bad, but I didn’t let up. I slammed my cock balls deep in his hairy ass. Grabbing is chiseled hips and slamming him into mine. He felt so good. I grabbed his cock and began to jack him off. He tensed up within 2 minutes, and came all over his chest, the tightening of his ass hole was so intense, I couldn’t handle it much longer, I pulled out and got up to his face, and came all over his face. Justin didn’t open his mouth or try to eat my cum, he just had a disgusted look on his face. But its whatever, I got my rocks off. I got down and licked up every inch of cum on his belly. I teased his happy trail a little bit, and cleaned off his cock.
“Stay with me tonight?” Justin said very quietly.
“Ok.”
I sat back on the bed, and pulled the blankets up over me, Justin was on the other side of the bed, if this is how we were going to spend the night, it was going to be a long night. After about 10 minutes of laying there in silence, Justin rolled over away from me. Fuck this. I rolled up right against him and put my arm around his body and held him close to me. He grabbed my hand in approval and slowly rubbed it. I fell asleep without any issues.
I woke up the next morning and Justin was laying on my chest and my arm was around him. I liked waking up with a man in my arms. Although I wish it was Ryan in my arms, I enjoyed Justin. Who knows, I can see myself with him. I better go though, it was barely light outside, really early in the morning, I shimmied out from under Justin and he just turned over. I got dressed as quietly as I could and headed for the door. I noticed I had received a text from Ryan.
“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?”
Great, he probably thinks I’m dead somewhere. Would I tell him about my sleepover with Justin? Or should I keep it a secret? Something told me I shouldn’t lie to Ryan, but something else said, its none of his damn business.
“Headed out?” Justin said in a sleepy voice, rubbing his eyes.
“Yeah, I have class in an hour, and I need to go shower.”
“Alright, want to hang out after?” he asked nervously.
Should I hang out with Justin and form a relationship or should I wait for Ryan? I’ll never know until I try.
“Sure, I’ll meet you here.”

To Be Continued.

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