This is the first of two experiences I plan to write about and post for 
everyone to read.  Both of these stories are true and happened when I 
was younger.  I have changed the names of the people and the places 
where this took place to protect the "innocent".  If you like what I 
have written, please drop me an e-mail.  If any of the people involved 
in the stories are reading this, please send me an e-mail.  I would love 
to hear from you. This story does contain sexual topics and adult 
situations, but it is not a fuck-fest story.  If that is what you are 
looking for, don't waste your time reading this and my time by flaming 
me about it. This is the story of the sexual situations between two 
roommates in college.

This story is intended for adults only.  If you are under 18, DO NOT 
READ THIS STORY.

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ROOMMATES - 


	I met Greg the first semester of my sophomore year in college in our 
Business Communications Class.  One of those less then exciting classes 
that all business majors are required to take.  I noticed Greg sitting 
in the seat next to mine on the very first day.  He was difficult to 
miss:  5'9" 150# brown hair, brown eyes, a perfectly built swimmers body 
and a beautiful face.

 I was not the kind of person to strike up a conversation with someone 
out of the blue, so I didn't say anything to him.  On the second day of 
class, he said `hello' before class stared and we spoke briefly.  After 
class we talked for a few minutes before I left for my next class.  By 
this time I was having fantasies about Greg and hoping the we would 
become friends and maybe `more' then just friends, but being shy around 
very attractive guys, he would have to initiate anything that was going 
to happen.  On the third day of classes, the professor assigned a 
project that would require us to work with a partner. To my surprise, 
Greg asked me to be his partner for the project and suggested we meet 
for lunch to talk about it.

Of course I agreed and we decided to meet outside the Student Union and 
go someplace to eat.  It was Friday and neither one of us had any 
classes after lunch, so we headed to a small deli I knew that served all 
kinds of imported beer and had great sandwiches.  During lunch we talked 
about every subject other then our project, from our families to high 
school to sex.  After drinking several pitchers of beer and killing a 
couple of hours we both decided that we should go home and that we would 
get together later that weekend to work on our project.  Me exchanged 
phone numbers and both went home.

The whole way home, all I could think about was Greg and how beautiful 
he was.  He had the perfect body, perfect face, was easy to talk to and 
was lots of fun.  He just seemed like the perfect guy and I was sure I 
could really fall for him.  When I got back to my apartment I decided to 
take a shower and a quick nap before making plans for the night, it was 
Friday after all.

As I took of my clothes I watched myself in the mirror.  I wasn't bad 
looking, I had a nicely shaped body I just needed to work-out a little 
more.  This gave me an idea.  Greg was really into working out and I 
figured that next time we got together I would bring up the idea of us 
working out together.  My apartment complex had a really nice workout 
facility, with a hot tub, sauna and showers.  This might be my chance to 
get to see Greg naked and find a good workout partner at the same time.

The idea of getting Greg into the shower was giving me an erection and 
without realizing it I was stroking my hard cock while thinking about 
what his body would be like naked.  What did his nipples look like? Was 
his chest smooth? How big was his cock?  I laid down on my bed and 
starting stroking my cock faster and faster, just thinking about Greg's 
naked body and what I wanted to do with him.  I could feel myself 
getting closer and closer to shooting.  Finally, I shot my load all over 
my chest and stomach.  I pick up a gob of my cum with my finger and 
tasted it, fantasizing that it was Greg's cum.

Next thing I remembered was waking up to the phone ringing.  It was 
Greg, he said that his date had canceled and he wanted to know if I 
would be interested in getting together to go out to  the bars for a few 
drinks.  I said sure, but that I needed to take a shower and get cleaned 
up first.  He said no problem, gave me directions to his apartment and 
we agreed  to meet in one hour.  I quickly got out of bed and jumped 
into the shower.  I still had dried cum stuck to my stomach from my 
earlier fantasy. I washed  it off, thinking about what would happen 
tonight.  Greg had talked some about sex and dating, but he had never 
mentioned any names or the sex of the person.  Was he gay, or just 
assuming that I assumed he was talking about girls.

I quickly got dressed, putting on my sexiest `bar' clothes and left to 
pick him up.  When I arrived at his apartment, there was a note on  the 
door.  It said `John - I'm still in the shower come on in and wait in my 
room.  It's the first door on  the right. - Greg' .  So I went on in and 
looked around for a minute.  I could still hear the water running in the 
basement, so I figured the shower must be down there.  I went into his 
bedroom and looked around for a place sit.  I was a pretty sparse room, 
with just a twin bed, dresser and a desk (I later learned that this was 
a furnished college apartment he had just moved into a few days 
earlier).  I took a seat at the desk and waited for him to come up.

A few minutes later Greg is standing in the door to his room dripping 
wet with only a towel wrapped around in waist.  I tried to look him in 
the face, but I couldn't help looking at his body.  It was even better 
then I had imagined.  He had a perfect washboard stomach, with only a 
single line of hair running from his belly button down under the towel, 
hard quarter sized nipples with a few stray hairs around each one, nice 
dark hairy legs and very thick hair under each arm.  He said `hello' and 
walked over to me and shook my hand.  `Sorry I'm running late, I fell 
asleep after we got off the phone and I just woke up a few minutes ago' 
he said.  `No problem, we're not on a tight schedule or anything.  What 
did you have in mind for tonight anyway', I asked.   `We'll I figured we 
could have a couple beers here and then head out to the bars, if that's 
okay.' `Sure,' I said, `but, I can't get to wasted, my apartment is on 
the other side of town and I don't want to drive that far trashed.' `No 
problem, but if you do, you can always crash here if you don't mind 
sleeping on the floor.' He added.  

During this conversation Greg had gone over to his dresser and pulled 
out a pair of underwear.  Facing away from me, he dropped his towel and 
put on his underwear.  I couldn't help but stare at his perfect ass;  
round, hard and hairless.  After he pulled his underwear up, he turned 
to face me.  I tried to keep my eyes on his, but they kept moving to his 
basket, which seemed huge.  I could not define the outline of his penis, 
but the overall package was very nice.  Greg continued to get dressed 
and seemed oblivious to my staring at him.  `Hey, why don't you grab a 
couple of beers for us', he said.  So I got up and retrieved two beers 
from the refrigerator. 

When I returned to his room, he was dressed and sitting on his bed.  I 
handed him a beer and we started talking some more about our lives and 
shit.  During this whole time, my mind was going a million miles an 
hour, thinking about everything that was happening.  This just seemed to 
much like something from one of those gay books I had picked up at the 
adult book store.  Could this really be happening by accident, or was he 
gay and trying to get me interested.  Finally I got up the courage to 
ask about his date, hoping that I could get enough details to determine 
if he was gay.  He replied that it was just some girl he had gone out 
with a couple times, nothing exciting.  He had gotten in her pants, but 
she wouldn't fuck and wouldn't suck his dick (didn't like the taste she 
said, what an idiot!), so he had to settle for a hand job.  I made some 
comment that girls never could give hand jobs very well. He agreed, but 
said that he was tired if doing it himself.

>From there we went to the bars, which was pretty uneventful, just you 
typical college meat market.  We both danced and talked with a few 
girls, but spent most of the time drinking and taking to each other.  We 
stayed out until the bars closed at 2:30.  On the way home, I said ` 
Greg, I'm a little to fucked up to drive home, do you mind if I crash on 
you floor tonight.'  `No problem,' he said `you wanna stop and get a 
bite to eat on the way home'.  `Sure' I said, so we grabbed a couple 
gyros at a local place and walked to his apartment.

When we got to his place, he handed me a pillow  from his bed and a 
blanket from the closet.  `Sorry, I don't have a bed to offer you, but 
they don't give us much furniture here'.  `No problem, I have spent many 
night sleeping on the floor' (that's another story) I said. We both 
stripped to our underwear and lay down to sleep.  We talked for a few 
minutes and then I heard Greg start to quietly snore.  I lay there 
quietly for a while, just thinking about everything.  I wanted Greg to 
bad, but there was no way I would make a move until I was sure.  As I 
lay there, I started to play with myself, and I felt my six inches 
getting harder and harder.  I started to slowly jack myself off, but I 
knew I had to be quiet.  I didn't want to wake Greg up.  While I as 
laying there jacking my cock, I noticed a sock just under the edge of 
Greg's bed.  I reached out and picked it up, out of curiosity.  I 
noticed that it was slightly damp.  Not wet, just a little damp.  I 
brought the sock up to my nose, expecting to get a bad whiff of foot 
odor, but it had the sweet smell of cum.  This must be the cum rag Greg 
had used to jack off, before we went out.  That did it to me.  I pulled 
my underwear down and beat my dick, while smelling his cum, until I shot 
my load all over my stomach.  I used his sock to wipe up my cum and 
returned it to where I found it, wondering if he would notice the fresh 
load in the morning.

I woke up late the next morning with a wicked piss hardon and had to 
piss like race horse.  I ran down the basement to the bathroom and heard 
the shower running.  I walked up to the open door and asked Greg if 
there was another bathroom, he said `No, but you can use this one'.  Now 
how could I take a piss with him in the bathroom while I had this 
fucking hardon.  "No, that's okay, I can wait' `What the fuck, its no 
different then a locker room, take a piss I don't care', he yelled.  
`Well, okay, it's just that well you see' `What you got a fucking piss 
hardon?  Who doesn't have one in  the morning I don't care' he added.  
So I walked around the corner and walked up to the toilet.  The shower 
had clear glass doors and I could see Greg's body perfectly.  He had his 
back turned to me, but I could see the muscles in his back as he washed 
his chest.  I turned to the toilet and began the painful process of 
pissing with a hardon.  `So, you got a hangover? ` Greg asked.  `No, I 
got a good nights sleep and I feel pretty good', I said.  `Lucky you, I 
couldn't get to sleep at all last night' What the fuck I thought, did he 
hear me, I was sure he fell asleep before me, maybe he just thought he 
was awake longer then he was.

`Well, I'm gonna run up stairs and get dressed', I said. `Don't you want 
to take a shower? I thought we could go get some lunch later and maybe 
work on our writing project.' Greg asked.  `No, I have to go home and 
get some clean clothes, mine smell like smoke, but maybe we can meet 
later.' I replied.  `You can borrow some of my clothes, no reason to 
drive across town and then drive back'.  What could I say to that. 
`Okay, I'll be upstairs till you get done'. Just then he shuts the water 
off and he opens the door, `don't bother, it's all yours'.  Well I can't 
exactly say no, so I let Greg move past me and I turn my back and remove 
my underwear and jump in the shower.  We continued to talk while Greg 
finished getting ready.  When he was ready to leave he said `here's a 
towel for you, when your done, come upstairs and you can get some 
clothes.'

After Greg left, I turned around and finished showering (I wasn't going 
to be the first to show his cock, plus I was sure his was bigger then my 
six inches and I was a little embarrassed).  After I dried off, I 
wrapped the towel around my waste and went up stairs.  Greg was in the 
kitchen making coffee, `I put some clothes on the bed, they should fit.  
If not, let me know'.  I walked into his room and he had put out jeans, 
a shirt, socks and a pair of underwear.  Underwear?  Did straight guys 
usually share there underwear?  I dropped the towel and started getting 
dressed.  I had no more the gotten my underwear on when Greg walked in 
with a cup of coffee.  I accepted the coffee and continued to get 
dressed.  Greg asked `Everything fit okay, hope the underwear's not to 
loose in the crotch'.  `No, actually its a little tight, but it will 
do',I said jokingly . What was he doing I thought, trying to get me 
horny, it was hard enough not to pop a woodie right here wearing his 
underwear, without him talking like this.

I grabbed the pillow and blanket off the floor and started to put the 
pillow on his bed. `That's ok, just throw them both in the closet and 
that way they will be here next time" he said. After putting away the 
bedding I glance under the bed looking for the sock from the night 
before, but it was gone.  Had he noticed what I had done? Or was he just 
hoping to pick it up before I found it?

We went out to lunch and then returned to my apartment where we worked 
on our project until after dinner time.  I suggested we just order a 
pizza, grab some beer, watch a movie and relax.  We ran out to the video 
store and rented a movie.  I almost thought Greg was gonna rent a porno, 
because he spent several minutes looking at them, but he walked out 
without one.  That's okay I thought, I have a few that we can watch if 
the subject comes up later. 

Back at my place we sat on the couch, ate our pizza and drank the beer.  
After the movie was over, Greg asked if I had any other movies we could 
watch, he didn't really want to call it a night yet.  `Sure,' , I said, 
`pick anything out you want from the video cabinet.'  Greg looked for 
several minutes and pulled out one of my straight pornos, `What's this?' 
he asked, with a smirk on his face. `Thats for those lonely nights', I 
shot back. `Must be getting lots of use then!', he added.  More then you 
know, I thought to myself.  He placed it back in the cabinet and pulled 
out Star Wars.  `How about this one', he said.  `Sounds good', I 
replied, `you want some more beer we're almost out? I'll go get some 
from the carryout, you want anything else?'.  `Yeah, something to fuck' 
he responded. `Well, I'll try, but you will probably have to settle for 
beer, make yourself comfortable, I'll be right back.' I answered.

When I returned, Greg was stretched out on the couch in a pair of my 
sweats and no shirt.  `Hope you don't mind, but I figured you owed me 
some clothes.'. `No problem' I replied.  Besides he looked great in the 
sweats without a shirt, my only concern was that my top dresser drawer 
had a few adult catalogs and condoms in it.  Nothing specifically gay, 
but there was some gay merchandise in the catalogs.  Oh well, I'm sure 
I'm just being paranoid.  `Actually that looks like a good idea, I'll 
throw some sweats on too.'. I walked into my room and opened the drawer 
with my sweats in it.  Grabbing a pair of sweats, I turned to notice 
that Greg's clothes were laying in a pile on my bed, including his 
underwear.  I decided to follow suit and removed all my clothes and put 
on just a pair of sweats.

I returned to the living room and sat on the couch next to Greg. `I left 
your clothes I borrowed on the bed next to yours.  If you want I'll wash 
then before you take them home.'. `No problem, I'll just send them down 
for my mom to wash, but thanks.'  We sat there quietly for the entire 
movie and drank the case of beer.  After the movie was over it was 
almost 2:00am and I ask Greg if he wanted to spend the night rather then 
drive across town.  He said `sure', but was quiet for a minute, then he 
added `are you going to make me sleep on the floor, or can I sleep in 
your bed too, yours is a double?'.  I tried to hide my smile and said, 
`sure, just don't try anything'.  He laughed and agreed, then he added  
`Hey, we've got a couple more beers, you care if I throw in a porno for 
a few minutes, to be honest, I've never seen one before'.  `I don't 
care, be my guest.' `Cool, which one is best?' `Well, they are actually 
all about the same.' 

Greg grabbed one of the movies and put it in, while I got the last two 
beers.  Where is this going, I think to myself.  He really seems to be 
sending out signals, yet something doesn't seem right.  We slowly drink 
the beers, while watching the movie.  I keep looking at Greg to see his 
reaction and his eyes are glued to the screen.  I notice that the is 
starting to show a hardon through the sweats (difficult to hide without 
any underwear) and think maybe something will happen after all, even if 
we just jack off.   About half way through the movie the beers are gone 
and I'm really tired and horny.  Greg finally says `Well, this isn't 
gonna help me sleep any better, lets go to bed.' `Okay, I'll throw the 
cans away, you turn of the TV' I replied.  Greg is slow to respond and I 
assume it's because he's hard and it's showing.  After I go to the 
kitchen he says `I've gotta go to the bathroom, I'll be to bed in a 
minute'.  Well, that's it I think, he's going to jack off in there and 
I'm not going to get shit, oh well, maybe another time.

I take off my sweats and put on a pair of boxers before getting into 
bed. Before I can even get under the covers, Greg walks in the room. 
Well, that was pretty quick, maybe he didn't jack off.  He turns his 
back and drops the sweats and picks up his underwear to put on before 
climbing into bed.  That is when I realize  that he has put on the 
underwear I had borrowed.  I was going to say something, but decide 
against it, if it was an accident, I don't want to embarrass him.  

We lay there quietly for a few minutes when finally he says, `That movie 
was pretty wild,  you seen very many of those' `Yeah, I worked in a 
video store for over a year, so I've seen hundreds' `Wow, that's pretty 
cool. You ever seen one with two chicks doing it' `Sure, I've seen just 
about any kind they make.  Any time a customer returned a tape and said 
it didn't worked right, we had to test it' `So, what else have you 
seen?' `Well, 3-ways, gang bangs, orgies, S/M, bondage, lesbians, gay, 
and anything else you can think of.' `WOW, I'm glad there were no 
lesbians in the one we watched, I would have had to whip it out and jack 
off right there' `Wouldn't have surprised me any.  I've seen guys do 
that before when they watched the movies.' `Really, shit, I'd die of 
embarrassment' `Not a big deal, everyone does it' `Yeah, but not in 
front of each other' `Well, sometimes, my best friend and I did -- a 
couple of times in High School -- but it was no big deal'

Well, if this didn't give him room to jump in nothing would.

`You ever watch one with a chick?' `Just once, but they don't get into 
them as much as guys do, she didn't seem very interested' `Yeah, plus 
I'd be embarrassed to watch one with a chick, all the guys in that one 
had huge dicks' `True, but they are bigger then most guys.  That's how 
they get the job. I sure as hell would never get a role in one' `Yeah, 
me too, but you looked pretty big when we were watching the movie' `What 
were you doing looking at my hardon for' `Well, it was hard to miss it 
when you took the beer cans to the kitchen' Well, this was good news, at 
least he looked at my crotch and noticed I was hard. `Well, its not 
really very big, just average, but it works'.  Then Greg asked, `you 
ever measured it?' `No', I lied, `but I figure its average, how about 
you' `No, me either, but I think its pretty average too, well its late, 
we should get some sleep.  Maybe next time you can show me one with some 
lesbians.' `Sure, anytime you want.' 

We lay there until we both fell asleep, nothing happening between us 
that night, or for many nights to come.

  We continued to spend almost all our free time together for the next 
several weeks, always sleeping at his apartment or my apartment, 
although generally at my place, because I had a nicer place, plus a bed 
big enough for both of us.  We ate together, studied together, worked 
out together, and slept together, but still nothing sexual happened.  
This was becoming very frustrating for me, even with the time we spent 
together, I still did not manage to see Greg's penis.  Plus, it was 
getting harder and harder to find time to jack off, something I was used 
to doing at least twice a day.  We always slept in the same room, 
showered with the door open, changed in the same room and I never had 
time.  From time to time I would close the bathroom door, like I was 
taking a shit and jack off, but this was not the same as laying back and 
enjoying a good long pull in my bed.

But as this time passed, be were growing closer and closer and I was 
becoming more and more confused.  I was in love with Greg, I was in lust 
with Greg and most of all I loved Greg and didn't want to risk our 
relationship just for sex. The sexual talk continued but never went any 
further.  He had a couple dates with girls and every time we went out he 
would flirt with girls.  We even went on a couple of double dates.  But 
from what I could gather, he wasn't having sex with them. By the middle 
of the semester, Greg was spending almost no time at his apartment, so 
we decided that he would move in with me for the spring semester.  I 
wondered if this would be hard to explain to his parents, but he said 
not don't worry about it, so I didn't.

When Thanksgiving rolled around, Greg was returning to his parents for 
the weekend and I was going to my parents.  We both packed are stuff and 
were ready to leave, when he said `This will be the first time we have 
not been together all semester'. Not knowing how to respond, I just make 
a comment that I figured we would both live through it.  With that he 
reached out and I thought he was going to shake my hand, but he pulled 
me close and we hugged.  Then he said `I love you.  I'll see you Sunday 
night'.  With that he turned to leave.  Now I was really confused.  Was 
he in love with me?  Did he love me like family? What was going on? 

Well, this hug was all I thought about for the whole weekend.  So much 
so, that I made up an excuse to come home early on Saturday and get away 
from the family, so I could clear my head.

That night I was sitting in the apartment drinking heavily, trying to 
decide how to handle this situation with Greg.  I was getting very horny 
and this was one of the few times that I would have alone, so I decided 
to throw a porno in and jack off.  I went into my room and changed into 
a pair of boxers, then I dug a bisexual porno I had hidden, out from my 
hiding place and went into the living room.  I put the movie in and 
started to watch.  It didn't take long for me to get hard, even though 
the movie still wasn't to a gay scene (actually there was only one and 
it was at the end of the tape).  I was slowly rubbing myself through my 
shorts and a big wet spot started to form at the head of my cock.  I 
could have cum in seconds, but I really wanted this to last.  It had 
been so long since I had time to enjoy this.  All of a sudden I heard a 
key in the lock.  What the fuck I thought, Greg's not supposed to be 
home until Sunday night.  I sat up just in time to partially hide my 
hardon. When he walked in with a very surprised look on his face.  `What 
are you doing here' he asked. I replied `what about you?'. "Well, he 
said, I had to get away from the family and I figured I would just have 
a quiet relaxing night, but it looks like you beat me to it'.  Just then 
he noticed the movie on the TV. `Oh shit! I'm sorry, did I interrupt? I 
can take off for a while.'  `Well, to be honest, I was going to jack 
off, but its no big deal, you shouldn't leave.  Besides I can always go 
into the bathroom and finish.' `No that's not cool, I should know, I've 
done it in there a lot lately, I can at least go into the bedroom.  Just 
let me grab a beer and holler when you are through' 

Greg walked into the kitchen, poured a drink and walked back into the 
living room. `Greg, maybe we should talk about this, we both know that 
we jack off and we are living in a one bedroom apartment.  I'm not sure 
about you but I am tired of trying to sneak a wank in the bathroom.  
Maybe we need a system so that we can both get some free time in the 
bedroom to take care of business.' Then Greg said, `That sounds cool to 
me.  To be honest with you, I don't really care if you know I'm doing it 
or even walk in, I just didn't want to embarrass you.' `Well, if were 
being honest, I've done it a couple of times in bed after you have 
fallen asleep' `No shit, I felt it!' `You did, why the fuck didn't you 
say something?' ` Well, I didn't want to embarrass you.  But it did make 
me really horny and I really wanted to jack off too, but I was afraid to 
move.'  `Well, that is it!  No more hiding it.  If you wanna jack off, 
just do it.' `Okay then scoot over because I want to jack off too'

So I moved over and Greg sat down next to me.  By this time I was hard 
as a rock thinking that I was finally going to see Greg's cock and maybe 
get to touch it.  I started rubbing my cock again through my shorts and 
Greg was doing the same.  Just then a scene started that had two girls 
and two guys.  The two girls started doing each other and Greg looked at 
me and said `Remember when I said that if I ever saw this I would have 
to whip it out and jack off, well here goes.' Little did Greg know that 
in a few seconds the guys were going to start and I wasn't sure what to 
do, so I let the tape roll.

So with that Greg pulls down his shorts and I get my first look at his 
cock.  If was beautiful.  Not really big, maybe five inches and slender, 
but it was beautiful.  Perfectly shaped, slight bend upward, large head, 
cut, and HUGE balls.  Now I know why he always had a huge bulge in his 
underwear, it was his balls.   He started to stroke his cock and a large 
drop of pre-cum was forming in the tip.  I couldn't take it any longer 
and I removed my shorts.  Now I have never considered myself to have a 
big cock it's only six inches long (well actually 5.75, but we all round 
up a little don't we?), but it is pretty thick at over six inches around 
(not rounded up), so next to his slender 5" it looked huge.  We sat 
there looking at the screen and looking at each other for several 
minutes.  The two guys began having sex and Greg never skipped a beat 
(no pun intended).  Finally I got up the nerve to reach over and start 
stroking him.  He just sat there and let me stroke his cock, but didn't 
touch mine.  After several minutes he tensed up and started to shoot his 
load.  It was so hot, his cum just pumped out of his cock and all over 
my hand.  It was a huge load, completely covering my hand.  After he 
stopped shooting I wanted to use his load to jack off with, but I 
figured he might wig out, so I went to the bathroom to `clean up' my 
hand.  While he wasn't looking I licked his load from my hand and 
swallowed it all.  It was the sweetest cum I had ever tasted.  I wiped 
off my hand and went back to the couch.  He was still sitting there 
naked and didn't say a word while I finished myself off, which only took 
a few beats, thanks to the mouthful of his cum.

After we cleaned up and shut off the movie, we went to bed.  Then Greg 
asked me,' Have you ever tasted your own cum' I made up a lie and told 
him `Yeah, this girl I was dating refused to swallow my load and when I 
asked why she said it was gross.  I said it was not different from me 
eating her out, but she insisted it was, so next time we had sex and I 
cam, I scooped some up and tasted it.' `How was it?' Greg asked. `Well 
actually not bad, no big deal really, not that I go licking up my own 
cum all the time but I don't see why girls are so grossed out' `Yeah, I 
know, I tried my before and it was no big deal' Greg added.  That was 
the end of that conversation and we fell asleep still naked.

The next day we woke up at the same time, both still naked.  We didn't 
say anything about the night before, but things did change at that 
point.  From that night forward, we never worried about being naked 
around each other and I was able to see Greg naked on a daily basis.

By Christmas, things were progressing pretty much as usual.  We still 
had not had sex, still jacked off on occasion, and I was still confused.  
The hugs that had started at Thanksgiving had become more frequent and 
were often followed by an `I Love You' or a kiss on the neck.  I really 
didn't know how to take Greg.  He was way too open and affectionate for 
your average straight man, always touching, walking around naked, 
sleeping together naked, kissing me (even started to kiss me on the lips 
on occasion), spending every waking minute together, but never seeming 
to want to move that one step further and have sex.

Shortly after Christmas, Greg began dating a girl I had gone to High 
School with.  The relationship only lasted a few weeks and I can only 
imagine that my relationship with Greg was the cause of that.  Every 
date that they went on, Greg took me. When he went to meet here parents, 
Greg took me.  When she came to the apartment and there was only one 
bed, Greg told her we slept in the same bed.  What girl wouldn't be 
confused.

One night that really sticks in my mind, Greg and I had gone to bed. 
After we had been asleep a couple hours there was a knock on the door 
and it was Greg's girlfriend.  He invited her in and they started making 
out in the living room.  After a few minutes Greg came into our room and 
took a rubber from the top dresser drawer.  He walked over to me and 
said `hey, I think were gonna fuck.  I'll leave the door open a little 
if you want to watch'  `You want me to watch?' `Yeah, it would be hot to 
know you watching' `Okay'.  Well, I was jealous as hell, but I figured 
if he wasn't going to fuck me, I might as well watch him fuck her.  
After he left the room, I walked up to the door and looked into the 
Living Room.  Greg had pulled out the hide-a-bed and they were on it, 
both naked. (Oh yeah, I think I forgot to mention that we had a 
hide-a-bed, but Greg still choose to sleep in my bed.  Made me crazy!!)

I watched as Greg started to eat her out, his butt sticking up in the 
air.  I was so hard I was jacking off in the doorway watching, hoping 
she wouldn't notice.  After several minutes of eating her cunt, he 
leaned back and placed the rubber on his dick and slid it into her.  
They fucked for several minutes and he shot his load into her.  After 
shooting, he got up and walked into the bathroom to remove the rubber.  
He saw me in the doorway with dick in hand and walked up to me. `Enjoy 
the show?' he asked.  `Yeah, but you finished before I did' I said, 
shaking my dick. He looked down and smiled, then he tossed the used 
rubber in the trash in our room and returned to her.  They talked for a 
minute and then I heard them go outside.  I started beating off as fast 
as I could, hoping to cum before he returned.  Then I had an idea.  I 
would use the cum from the rubber to lube my cock up.  I reached into 
the trash and pulled out the rubber.  It had a HUGE load in it.  Those 
huge balls of his could sure pump out the load.  I let a little of his 
cum run out onto my cock and I could feel it was still warm.  I poured 
the remaining cum into my hand and lick it from my hand.  It was as 
sweet as the first load I had tasted a month earlier.  With a mouth full 
of his cum and some on my cock, I jacked off in only a few seconds, 
shooting my load all over my stomach.  When I looked up, Greg was 
standing there. "Shit, how long you been there?' `Just long enough to 
see you shoot, didn't want to interupt you, besides you watched me.' 
`Okay, I guess we are even, throw me a towel' `Why don't you just eat 
it?' `Why would I do that?' `I just want to see if you will really do 
it' `Okay, but remember, you said you've done it too' So then I reached 
down and picked up a big glob of my cum and licked it off my finger.  
All Greg said was `cool' and he threw me a towel.

Things went back to normal (at least for us) for the next month or so.  
By this point we had both decided to move to another college together 
and had applied to several colleges we both liked and agreed we would go 
to the school that we were both accepted to.  I'm sure this looked 
really strange to our friends.

Sometime around spring, Greg and I were watching a porno we had rented 
(The Devil In Miss Jones III) and were jacking off, when a scene started 
that had two guys with a girl (Dance of the Double Dong).  Greg 
mentioned he thought that it would be hot if we had a three-way with a 
girl.  I agreed and said I knew a girl who might be into it.

The next day I called Vicki and told here I was interested in seeing her 
again.  Now Vicki was a first class whore.  I had fucked her several 
times a year earlier, mainly because she gave me little choice.  She 
basically raped me the first time and then returned to my apartment 
several times over the next several weeks, until I finally broke it off.  
She was the kind of girl who would never say no and I was sure she would 
do both of us.  

She agreed to come over, so we laid the trap.  We go lots of booze and a 
few pornos.  We she arrived we began drinking right away.  I could tell 
that she liked Greg and that this would be easy.  After about an hour we 
put in the first porno and began to watch it.  Vicki started getting 
horny and started flirting with both Greg and myself.  After a few 
minutes, Greg suggested that we move into the bedroom.  We all walked 
into the bedroom and removed our clothes.  I started eating Vicki out 
while Greg was getting blown.  I wanted to see Greg getting blown, so I 
moved up to fuck Vicki, where I could see Greg's dick better.   The 
action was so hot, that it only took me a few pumps to cum into Vicki 
and all over her twat.  I was very careful not to react, because I 
didn't want anyone to know that I came to quickly, so I pulled out and 
told Greg we should switch. While I moved to Vicki's mouth I wiped of my 
cock, so she wouldn't taste my cum and let her suck on me.  I looked 
over expecting to see Greg fucking her when I noticed that he was eating 
her out.  I wanted to warn him, but it was too late.  Plus the thought 
that Greg was eating my load off her cunt was an even bigger turn on.  I 
could tell I was getting close to shooting again and tried to pulll 
back, but Vicki kept sucking.  By now Greg and moved up to fucking Vicki 
and was fucking like a mad man when I shot all over Vicki's face.  Just 
then Greg started shooting into Vicki's cunt.  

Vicki got up to go to the bathroom and Greg and I just lay there.  
Finally he said `That was the hottest thing I have ever done' `Yeah, me 
too, we really have to do that again.' After Vicki cleaned up she went 
home, but we made plans for her to return again Friday.  Greg and I laid 
in bed talking about how hot that was and how cool it was watching her 
get fucked by the other.  Then I said `Greg, I have to tell you 
something, please don't get pissed off' `What is it?' `Well, I came in 
Vicki when I was fucking her' ` So what, I did to' `Yeah, but I also 
came all over her twat' `So I got some of your stuff on my dick, who 
cares' ` Well, remember, you ate her out before your fucked her' ` Oh 
shit, oh well too late now, and no big deal' `Cool, I'm glad your not 
pissed.  I wanted to tell you, but by the time I noticed your were 
already down there and I didn't want to say it in front of her' `No 
problem, next time you can eat mine'  I just smiled, hoping so.

We could hardly wait for Friday night to get here.  When we got home 
from classes Vicki was waiting on the porch.  `You boys ready' ` Yeah, 
are you?' I replied `Damn right' she said.

In only a matter of minutes we were all naked and fucking.  This time we 
decided to try to fuck her at the same time.  Greg and I sat very close 
with our cocks together and she lowered herself over our cocks.  The 
feeling was incredible, both our cocks rubbing together inside her twat.  
After a few minutes Greg announced he was gonna shoot.  Vicki kept 
pumping and all of a sudden I could feel Gregs warm cum surround my cock 
and I started shooting.  Both Greg and I had to pull out of her and she 
rolled over and started masterbating, complaining that she hadn't cum 
yet.  I looked at her cunt to could see all our cum on it, so I dove 
down and started eating her out.  I know she thought I was really into 
her, but it was the thought of eating Greg's cum mixed with mine.  The 
taste of our loads mixed together had me so hot that I was hard in no 
time.  I slipped my cock back into her and fucked her until we both 
came, while Greg sat there and jacked his cock again.

We made arrangements to meet again in a few days.  This continued for a 
few weeks and during this time we would get into a triangle sometimes, 
but Greg and I never went any farther then jacking each other.  After a 
few weeks, Vicki started becoming possessive and thought that this was 
going to lead to some kind of relationship, so we cut her out of the 
program.

After Vicki left our lives, things returned pretty much to normal again.  
Me frustrated and confused more and more every day.

Finally fall arrived and it was time to move to Bowling Green.  We pack 
everything and moved to our new apartment.  For me, moving a going to be 
disappointing because we would be moving into a 2 bedroom apartment.

School started out and everything was pretty good.  Greg and I continued 
to enjoy a very close relationship, doing everything together.  He still 
walked around naked all the time and for the most part everything was 
wonderful.  The best thing for me was now that we had our own rooms, I 
was able to masterbate more often and I began to use dildos and poppers 
to enhance my solo sex.  Greg also took advantage of this privacy and 
began to masterbate more often.  I could hear him almost every night, 
jacking off into a sock.  The next morning I would go into his room 
after he had left for school and I would almost always find a sock full 
of his cum.  I would sit on his bed, smell his cum and jack off into the 
same sock, before replacing it for him to clean up later.

This pattern continued for most of the fall semester and on a few 
occassions we still would beat off in the living room to a porno and on 
a few, very lucky days for me, Greg would jack off into a rubber and 
leave it in the trash for me to find.  I would always retrieve these for 
my own use.  If I was lucky enough to catch it while fresh, I would eat 
it.  If it was an older load I used it to jack off with.  I always 
wondered if he noticed these missing from the trash.

During this time I also began to explore the gay lifestyle.  When ever 
Greg had a date, I would go out to Toledo to the gay bars (there are 
dozens of hot stories about this, but maybe another time).  This help to 
reduce my frustration with Greg and I was accepting the idea that we 
would never be more then friends and to be honest his friendship was so 
important to me I wouldn't want to ruin it with the gay thing.  
Especially because I knew he was really uncomfortable about gays (or so 
he said).

Finally in the spring, Greg got a job hosting at a local restaurant.  
This was great for me, because it gave me some more free time to go out 
to the gay bars.  One night I was in a local bar where I had been dating 
the bartender for a few weeks, when all of a sudden Greg walked in with 
some girl and a guy from work.  I panicked.  What would I say.  What 
would he do.  Could I sneak out? Shit!  Finally I decided to get it over 
with.  I just walked up to Greg and said `Do you know this is a gay 
bar?' `Yes' `Okay, just wanted to make sure' He introduced me to Brad 
and Cindy.  Brad worked with him and was gay. Cindy was Brad's best 
friend.  Greg was after Cindy, so he agreed to go out with Brad and her.  
We talked for a little while, but he never asked `that question'.

We were all sitting at the bar, drinking and talking.  Brad and I hit it 
off and ended up going out for a walk.  Greg's only response to the 
whole night was to tell Cindy `Well, I found out something new about my 
roommate tonight'.  Greg and Cindy left a few hours later.  Brad and I 
stayed until closing.  The bartender, Michael, was pretty jealous that I 
was talking to Brad all night, but oh well.  Brad and I exchanged phone 
numbers and agreed to go out Saturday night to another bar.

The next morning Greg and I both woke up about the same time.  Nothing 
was said about the `gay' thing and everything seemed normal, except that 
when Greg went to take a shower, he closed the door for the first time 
in 2 years.  I was crushed.  Not because I couldn't see him, but because 
I made him uncomfortable.

Over the next several weeks, everything seemed normal, except that Greg 
always shut the bathroom door.  Other then that, we went on as usual, 
but never spoke about `it'.

During this time, I began to date another guy (Michael and Brad are now 
out of the picture) and would often spend the night in Toledo.  Finally 
one morning Greg asked `Are you dating someone in Toledo and that's why 
your not coming home?' `Yes, it's just to far to drive back late at 
night.' I replied. `Oh, what's his name?' Greg asked. `WHAT' I thought.  
Are we going to talk about it? So we discussed that first night in the 
bar.  My dating. My boyfriends. And everything that had happened.  What 
a relief!

Greg said that he was okay with everything and that he still loved me.  
I was even allowed to bring dates home if I wanted, he was okay with it.  
Over the next couple months, things returned to normal.  Greg began 
leaving the bathroom door open again.  I brought a few guys home and 
Greg was very nice to them.  During all this Greg began to date a girl 
from out apartment building.  They were becoming very close and all of 
us were good friends.  She was aware that I was gay and had no problems 
with it.  Greg was even very affectionate to me in front of her and she 
didn't seem to mind.  He would always kiss me and say `I love you' 
whenever I left to go out, even if Elenore was in the room.

By the end of the next fall semester, Greg had accepted an internship 
out of state and I had accepted a job in our home city.  We packed up 
our apartment and after classes let out in December, went our separate 
ways.  We promised to get together and keep in touch, but that only 
lasted for a few months.  Within a year we had lost contact with each 
other and I have not seen Greg in 8 years.

Greg and I never did have sex, although I did finally give him a blow 
job shortly before we left bowling.  We went out in Toledo, just the two 
of us, one night shortly before leaving and drank until we couldn't 
stand up.  We stopped at a hotel to spend the night and ended up only 
being able to get one bed.  Being to drunk to care, we took it.  For 
some reason both of us striped naked and climbed into bed.  A awoke a 
couple hours later and looked over at Greg who was still passes out.  He 
was laying on top of the blankets, naked.  I reached over and started to 
slowly stroke his soft penis.  His penis quickly became engorged with 
blood and reached it's full size.  I decided, what the fuck, and bent 
down and took his cock into my mouth.  Slowly I sucked on his dick, 
savoring the wonderful taste.  He began to leak a huge amount of precum, 
which  I quickly licked up.  After several minutes, I could feel his 
balls begin to tighten and I felt his hand on my head.  He made a quick 
groan and shoot his load into my mouth.  I continued to stroke his dick 
to get every last drop from him.  After I had all his cum, I rolled onto 
my back and jacked myself off (which only took a couple strokes) and 
fell asleep with a cum drying to my stomach.

Nothing was said the next day and I can only assume that Greg didn't 
remember or thought it was a dream.

Greg was one of the closest friends that I have ever had and I think of 
him almost daily, even after eight years.  His was a friendship that you 
can only find once in a lifetime and for us that lifetime was way to 
short.


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