Date: Thu, 12 Nov 1998 06:16:52 -0800 (PST) From: Matt Subject: Gill Gets Blown ( bi college) The following is as it happened, but with the names changed. Let me know how you like it If you're not old enough to be reading adult stuff or get offended, don't read this. The last part of this got too long, so I divide it in two. Gill Gets Blown Previous to this, my straight roommate Gill had flirted with me and fucked his girlfriend right next to me, then they broke up and he started hanging out with this classmate of his Tyler. Tyler liked me and all of us ended up in this hot group scene, but I really wanted Gill to like just me, so I took off all mad: I woke up kind of early that next morning with the worst headache, really hungover. It took me a minute to remember where I was and what all happened. As soon as it came back to me, my only reaction was I had to go home to my apartment. That was my place, and if anybody was moving, Gill could just get out. I left Lea's place without telling anybody, and I knew Gill wouldn't be home from the party, either still at that house or probably at Tyler's place. As bad as I felt, I thought I'd feel safe there, but when I got home, it was just cold and lonely, empty. I took a leak and crashed, and got woke up by the front door. It was afternoon by then. Gill came in the bedroom. (Note: this conversation was about three years ago, I can't remember it verbatum, but was basically like this: "Is he here?" I said. "No." is all Gill said. I said good and rolled over. After a minute, he goes "Matt, look, I'm sorry. I don't know what for exactly, but I feel bad." "what should you feel bad for?" I asked with my face in my pillow. I was fighting the urge to jump up and hug him. He sounded so pathetic and was trying to make up. But I guess it was pride keeping me from moving. "I don't know....I guess you figured out I like Tyler." Which lit my fuse. Now I sat up. "No kidding, Gill! " I couldn't think of what else to say. He just admitted to me that he liked a guy, another guy than me but at least he admitted it. I felt lost. "I'm just sorry, that's all." "Look, you don't owe me anything and I don't owe you anything. We're just roommates and you can do what ever the fuck you want to." I'm not an angry person, it really bothered me that I had been blowing up like that, alot lately. "Are we?" he said. I was lost in my own line of thought. I said "Are we what?" "Just roommates," but he was just standing there. "No, we're buddies sometimes" I laid back and kind of looked away. He goes "Buddies?" like he wasn/t sure what I meant, like I was playing dumb. "Look, Gill, your the one who doesn't ever want to talk about whatever between me and you. I can admit it. That doesn't mean, I mean, I fuck women, all the time, you've seen me." "And so do I," Gill says. "Well, yeah, we both do. There's nothing wrong with us." "I never said there was, man." he was still being defensive as shit. "What are we talking about here, dude?" I still felt lost or confused. It was so hard to talk about shit when he wouldn't come out and say anything, how he felt or what he thought, and then I wasn't sure what I felt, it was just all mixed up. "I don't know, what are you talking about? Cause I don't know." He just stood there for a minute, looking around like a stupid shit. I never seen him this way. I couldn't tell if he was mad at me or what. "So we're just friends" I asked. " Or are we even friends?" "We're friends. Shit yeah, we're friends." as he sat down on the bed. "Nothing's gonna change that. Sometimes friends fight, but that doesn't mean shit." He nudged my leg sorta playfully, I guess trying to break the tension. "But..." I started in, not sure how to put it. "But what? We are friends, right?" "Well sure, I agree totally. I just..." ( I don't know why it was so hard to say! Fuck! I never had this much trouble talking to a damn girl, ever!) "Is that all we are?" "Look," said Gill staring at his shoe all serious again. "You and me are friends, we always will be, for life. But yeah, I like you more than a friend, too. But I also like Tyler. And I like chicks, you KNOW I like chicks! Do I gotta pick one? Why cant I like alotta people, what sense does that make? It just ain't easy for me to say, that's all. But is that okay, can we be pals?" "I'm cool with that," I told him. I suddenly felt two inches tall, putting him through all this shit. I decided right then and there to quit acting like a fucking jeolous schoolgirl, which is what I was doing. "Listen, bud, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to act like a dick." "Hey you didn't. It's cool, we're just a couple a horny motherfuckers, that's all, what's more normal than that?" he sat there a minute "And if anybody, I mean anybody tries to say anything about me, I'll kick their ass, even you!" After a second he gave me a shove and smiled. I smiled back and kidded him. "You can try, you bitchass pussy," I laughed and shoved him back. This started one of our no holds barred wrestling matches, and we ended up on the floor. We were playing like kids, and soon he had me pinned down, there was still some chill from his clothes and jacket that felt great on my skin (I was in my drawers). He had my arms pinned to the ground (I let him win, of course.) I reached my face up and tried to kiss him on the mouth. He backed off, which I didn't expect and rolled off me. He looked unsettled for a second and I thought I'd made a mistake, then he leaned over and put his mouth on mine for one long hot kiss. His arm was around me, gentley gripping me. The kiss was great, but it didn't go anywhere from there. When he broke off, he put his chin on my chest and just laid there for a couple of minutes and I ran my fingers through his hair. While we laid there I was thinking, nothing ever happened except when he was drunk, and so was I usually. He got up, saying something about needing to do some reading, and I found myself asking if he wanted a beer before I knew what I was saying. He said no, he better not, and went in the other room. I laid there another minute, thinking. I felt better about things, alot better. It wasn't a perfect arrangement, but nothing ever is, is it. Things were more or less back to normal between us after that, Gill spent more time at home, and I didn't see much of Tyler for about a week. Then the weekend rolls round, and he shows up waiting for Gill to get ready to go out. Gill was still in the shower. I started to leave, but then I thought, I'm not leaving my own house, fuck that. I sat back down on the couch to finish watching the game and Tyler comes and stands by the couch. I was just ignoring him. He obviously wanted to say something, or wanted me to, but he didn't have the balls to speak up. I just sat these, and in a minute, Gill came out of the bathroom to get dressed. He looked as good as ever, he wasn't modest around the apartment. I checked that ass and just thought, this chump is gonna be helping himself to more of that tonight. I almost started in on Tyler when he went in the bedroom. After ten or fifteen minutes, they both came out and Gill was dressed to kill. He poured a drink for the road, then said they were going to the bar and did I wanna come. I tried to say no thanks to him in a nice way, but I doubt it sounded that way. As soon as they were gone, I turned off the TV and just sat there in the silene. I wondered if Cindi was home, if anybody was home this time on a Friday night. I knew I was a decentlooking guy, I knew how to party, there ought to be plenty of people I could party with, I could get laid right and left. But I only wanted Gill. And that really made me hate myself in that moment, because as hard as I tried I couldn't accept reality. After our talk, I thought it would be better, but it didn't seem like anything had changed, I know my feelings hadn't changed. I called it an early night, I didn't even feel like jacking it. After that Gill was starting to hang around with Tyler more again, but he was also talking to me more when we were together, be a little more open about things. Some of this stuff about Tyler, I really didn't want to hear, but I tried to be a good listener for Gill. One weeknight we were talking while we got ready for bed, and I finally asked him if ever got the impression that Tyler had the hots for me. Gill goes Tyler's got the hots for everybody, so I told him some of the things Tyler had said to me and the way he looked at me, even when he and Gill were getting it on that time. Gill kinda shrugged it off, like maybe I was imagining things. So I asked what he would think if I slept with Tyler. I remember specifially Gill had his hand in his briefs adjusting his dick before he got in bed, and he stopped dead cold and looked at me. Are you intrerested in him, he wanted to know.. I said maybe, he is pretty hot, real casual. He was quiet a second, then said "Fine, I don't give a shit. I think you should." I didn't know how to take it, he sounded sincere. Then he goes, "you mind if I sleep over here tonight?" He was rubbing his chest absemtly. I was already in bed, so I took it he meant with me. I said sure, come on in. He climbed in the bed next to me and settled down. Then he took me offguard. "When you were fucking that guy at that party..." "Chase?" "Yeah, I guess...What was that like?" "It's like, fucking a guy, I don't know." "Is it like screwing a girl?" "Well, sorta. Not exactly." "Which is better?" "They're different. I don't know. It's diffferent being with a guy, I like that better myself, but a fuck's a fuck. You know?" "Have you ever been fucked?...." When I didn't answer right away, he added "Like in the butt, I mean." "I figured. No. Why?" "Just wondered." "Have you?" Gill didn't answer. He turned off the lamp and we were in the darkness. "Well have you? "Yeah." I knew who it had to be but I put that out of my mind. I sensed that Gill needed to talk about it. in the process, my cock was getting way hard. "So how was it?" I asked him. "Weird" he said "I really wanted to try it and when we did...I guess I didn't know what to expect." "So was it good or bad?" "Good, I guess. It hurt like shit, worse at the beginning. But I sorta started getting into it, then he lost his wad and it was over." "Did you get off?" "He already sucked me off until I came before that. I was hard and stroking it, but I didn't squirt again, no." He was breathing pretty heavy. I couldn't stop myself. "Do you love him?" "Let's get some sleep." "Gill- Can I hold you?" We were stil lying side by side, although he had started to turn over away from me. He stayed still where he was. My hand found his upper arm. "I just want to hold on to you, I want to love you." I moved my hand to his chest and he didn't pull away, but settled back down on his back. I moved up against him facing him from the side and lightly grazed his chest and belly with my hand. I was breathing on his shoulder and kind of nuzzled it, and moved my leg over his. He didn't make any move to reciprocate, but didn't shy away either. I petted him for a while, then spoke up again. "Gill?" "Hm?" he hummed. "Are you okay with this?" I kissed his shoulder. "Yeah," he said breathaly, "It's cool." I kissed a little further in on his shoulder, then a little farther, and started moving my mouth onto his chest. I rose up so that I was over him, one of my knees was between his legs right up by his nuts. I tasted across his chest as I massaged his strong arms. I moved my mouth up to his and kissed him. He kissed me back and I dove deep, holding his head in my hands. I kissed my way down his neck back to his chest, this time using my teeth more, and continuing lower. I found his dick with my hand, he was like a steel rod. He shifted a little like maybe he was uncomfortable., then got still again. With my lips I could feel how tight his abs were. I squeezed his cock as I licked and kissed his belly inching lower. I backed off enough to pull his underwear down and pulled one leg off, leaving them around his other leg. I was too eager to get his meat in my hungry mouth. I licked his head all around, then down the shaft, concentrating on the underside. I finally had Gill's prick in my hand, tasting it. I lowered my mouth on it, taking in as much as I could. It tasted great, he smelled awsome. This was better then blowing Chase by far. But I couldn't get all of Gill's length in, the head was stopping at my throat with a thud and I felt like I would yack. I pulled back a little to regroup, and went back down, trying to make my throat hollow sort of. It took me acouple of tries and then my nose was in his bush (desha voo from Chase). I only kept it there a couple of seconds, sucking hard then started sliding up and down it. While I continued slurping like that, my hands explored hisbody. I never felt him up much before, it was my fantasy come true. I fingered his nuts, which made him moan , and massaged his thighs. I let my fingers explore behind his ballsack,feeling for his hole, but I didn't reach it at first. He spread his legs more and shifted his hips, which sent his cock deeper into my mouth again, and he was humping my face, getting into it. He put his hands on the top of my head to kind of hold it in place while he screwed it. My finger found his tight button of a hole and I pressed until the tip slipped in. You couldn't tell anything had been in there, it gripped my knuckle close. I looked up at him as he banged my trap. His eyes were closed, and his thrusts tightened his muscles, showing how ripped he was. My stiff pecker had slipped over the waistband of my briefs and was right against the edge of the mattress and I was grinding like a motherfucker. He was getting into it more and sort of growled. a couple of times his head poked my tonsils or whatever and I started to yuke, but I just kept going, I wanted his pearlie candy. I could already sort of taste it on his outstrokes when his head reached my tongue, I could tell he was starting to get close. I was fucking his butthole with one finger deep in the same pace as he was ramming my face, and my other hand was gripping his nuts, which were starting to tighten up to his crotch. This made me stiffen more and I knew I was getting close too. He let out some grunts that were kind of like growls, and was pressing my head on him a little too hard, but I didn't care. I just squeezed his balls harder when he did that. His humping was more frenzied now, and right at the end he was twisting side to side some, then he goes "Fuck yeah, as he jammed it in good and hard several times as his salty jiz shot in me. At almost the same second, I squrted against the bed, feeling my abs get warm and wet. I coughed a little with his dick still all the way in, then he let go of my head and I pulled off. I caught my breath a second, then crawled up on top of him, with my legs outside of his, and laid on him. His meat was still hard, feeling hot and wet and he jabbed behind my balls. My stomach and prick felt sticky against him, and his heart was racing right next to mine, like our beats were competing or something. I wanted to kiss him, but I didn't know if he wanted me to or not. He seemed into it while I was blowing him (obviously, he got off) but was I just a mouth? Was he really thinking of Tyler? I had became such a girl, so possessive, what was up with that? But I had to have Gill, and I would do anything at that point to make him mine. I would do anything he wanted. And I would outlast that sorryass motherfucker, I'd be the only one left standing with Gill. With that, I planted my mouth on his and forced my tongue in his mouth. He responded passionitely, and we huggeed really really tight, almost like a contest to wind each other. I'm sure he could taste his own semen on my tongue, which was making me start to get hard again. I thought he might be up for more, then he pulls back and says let's get some sleep bud. I was slightly disappointed, but not really and said okay. He gave me another squeze and grabbed my ass before I rolled off him. I thought, maybe next time I can fuck that tight butt of his, and we went to sleep. (Please tell me what you think and also part 4 - Matt FrizBDude@yahoo.com)