Date: Sun, 12 Feb 2006 16:46:34 -0800 (PST) From: Scott Langford Subject: home from state university - 11 "Panic !!" - Panic on the streets of London, Panic on the streets of Birmingham, I wonder to myself could I've ever be sane again? - Morrisey, Louder than Bombs Darrin woke the next morning, hearing the rooster, and kind of rolled around in bed, thinking, man, what have I done? I've just screwed around with my roommate's dad. Oh, wow, I'm not sure I should have done that. How would Jake react to it? Damn! Darrin rolled his head back under the pillow face down. Jim was hot and so in to it, so any harm done? What have I done? Next thing Darrin felt was strong arms reaching around his torso, it was Jim, crash landing on him on top of the bed. A whisper in the ear "So, morning Son! It's rise and shine!" Darrin glanced over his shoulder of Jim laying there on top of him. He just moaned and dove his head back in the pillow. "So playing hard to get?" he heard whispered to him. He felt tickles to his side, and couldn't help but to squirm around with this. Jim raised up, playfully swatted his bare ass. "Now it's time for breakfast, see you in twenty minutes, get cleaned up Son!" It was breakfast time, and it was hearty, as Jim and his wife served it up, just smiling and chatting as ever. These are the eggs you collected yesterday, Darrin. "How do they taste?" "Um sir, never better!" It's Jim by the way....and mom, is Sarah... Oh Sorry, Jim, as Darrin thought wow, we got past the awkward quickly, he isn't that shaken up about last night, so I'll go with it. Whew! I thought this could be really uncomfortable, the morning after. I can see no harm has been done and damage control mode is not needed. Darrin started enjoying his surroundings more now that he was relaxed. He even let his eyes wonder over Jim's ass while he was cleaning up the table. Thinking, now that's tasty! He even felt guilty that his dirty thoughts went, bacon is good, but Jim's backside is better. He felt his cock stir and excused himself before he got carried away. Darrin, back in Jake's room, lying on the bed was wondering what this was all about. He thought to himself, don't over think this thing. Let things carry forward, breakfast went well. If Jake couldn't deal with the truth of himself, if it even came out, then he really couldn't pretend to carry on a friendship with him anyway. A rustling up the stairs was heard, it was Keith who got off duty first day at 10 am, and was coming upstairs. He looked in Jake's room, and saw Darrin sitting there in the bed. He rushed in to shake hands and say hello. Darrin was taken a back by Keith, he looked so yummy in that fire fighter's uniform, fitting like a glove. "Nice to meet ya bud, come on and tell me more about yourself, as I get changed." Darrin followed him to his room, as Keith was stripping down, watching it, he couldn't hardly breath as each piece of clothing was hitting the floor. Keith was explaining that he had been on duty for a long haul, and needed to get cleaned up. Not even paying attention to the other guy watching this great show. Keith kept talking the whole time, making it easy to watch him. He was folding clothes carefully placing them in the corner, taking his time, his shirt off, nice pecs, and brown nipples. Darrin sat down on the bed, and watched this strip tease go on. Next the belt buckle, was undone, and pants down came to reveal a fully packed jock strap. Without even thinking, Keith took that down, and all was on display to Darrin sitting on the edge of the bed. Still talking some more, Darrin couldn't think about anything, as he was staring at the penis of Keith. It was not hard at all, just laid at rest over full balls, as Keith blathered on. His package looked so yummy! Brown pubes full length above a hefty penis resting on the hairy balls. Keith gathered his towel and went down the hall, Darrin wondering if he should wait - and oh did he want to see this man freshly showered coming back. Or should he go back to Jake's room, and wait? He figured he got invited to the room, so stay. Keith returned, with just a towel on, looking so hot. In the mean time Darrin had found magazines to look at, but when Keith returned, he stopped reading, and just looked as this stud did his toweling off, engaging in conversation when he could. Keith had a half hard on as he carefully toweled it off. He took care to dry the head of his penis. He even bent over to fish through his drawers for some shorts to wear, letting a full view of his rosebud, nestled between some melon globes and thunder thighs. Darrin, kept thinking to himself how his schlong could fit in there. Keith found some board shorts, and slipped them on. His dick wiggling as it went up to his hips. Keith even kind of giggled a bit as he slipped them on, saying "thank goodness there is a lining in these!" Darrin just smirked, as he said this. Darrin felt bold, and jokingly said "oh so you won't fit?" Keith giggled some more, and admitted that he might have grown a bit too big for it to fit comfortably. So he took the shorts, and leaned the waistband down, so that his semi-hard that was in them flopped out. "It fits whenever morning wood isn't a problem." His penis head was grown up now, inflated big and red, and even looked to be leaking a bit. Some clear tear drop was formed. Darrin just nodded his head as he looked at the head and went over to it, saying he often had the same problem. Keith just watched the face nearing his rod. Darrin took it in his mouth, just the head of it, took it out of his mouth holding on to the base of the penis, saying, "it's a head problem, not a rod problem". I thank you for your analysis, Dr Darrin, do you think you can fix it? "Of course! Just some head for a minute and all should be back to normal..." Keith laid back, and closed his eyes, as he felt the warm mouth going to town on his member. He grasped the head that was working on his tool and moaned. "Oh that feels so bro, thanks for doing me this favor." Keith didn't last long. His cock felt burning and he could tell he had a very talented mouth working him over his big dick head. He felt deep throated banging his pubes to the lips. The end of his cock hitting the bend in the throat. He felt the suction bringing him closer. "Oh man! Feels so good...." Each lunge forward made his dick feel more electric, he felt it building deep down, and knew he couldn't stop if he tried. He shot off a good 5 blows in the mouth, his ass making pumping motions. Darrin took each one of them, and didn't even gag. He had his hands on Keith's ass, feeling each spasm unload. So much practice over summer at the lake. Darrin, savored each load of jizz in his throat. He slowly rose back letting the cock out of his mouth. He licked up all he could, then wiped his chin. He looked to Keith as he did it, and sucked some more cum in his mouth. When Keith came down, he saw a rock hard prong in the shorts of Darrin. "Bro, one good favor deserves another..." as Keith lowered his head to the yellow nylon jogging shorts in front of him. Darrin laid back on the bed, as he felt hands over his shorts. He rested his hands behind his head on the pillow. Keith let his tongue run around the hard on through the shorts, then reaching for the waist band pulling them down. "Smack" went the hard leaking dick on the stomach. Keith started with the balls, rolling them around in his hands, and licking each one ever so lightly. This caused a groan, moan, and a squiggle. He put both balls in his mouth and rolled them around using his second hand to go finger the hole. Spit on it, and went with his middle finger digging for the prostate, found it, and rubbed it. At this time Darrin couldn't even speak, he raised his head off the pillow to watch, as he got worked over, moaning lightly but feeling so alive so sensated. Still tasting the sperm in his mouth, he swished it around. He felt his build up coming on, more lightning with each stroke of the finger in his ass, and his dick getting sucked so thoroughly, completely encased by this hot mouth. "Oh God!...." Keith gurgled in the swimming pool of cum in his mouth. He gently released as it dripped down his chin also. "Too bad I leave today to go back home and get things ready for going back!" Darrin said. Keith was like, "there is always coming home for the weekend with Jake." They just smiled a bit and rolled over into a big man hug. *************************** Back at the station, Lancer approached Jake and told him how happy he was that Jr was going to State and that there should be one more party at his house to celebrate both guys going off back to college. Jake kind of blushed, but going sure, it sounds like a good idea. Lancer knew that Jake had a roommate set up for that year, Darrin, and he wanted Jr to also have a good roommate so that it would make for a good year at State. Lancer asked "So, Jake,- Um Jr. has a friend from highschool going to State also and I wondered if you could meet him also, and I know you and Jr. have been getting to know each other better, if you could see if you think they would make great roommates?" His name is Kelly. Yeah sure, I'll do that and assess conditions the best I can. I'm no expert but give it my best try. Lancer rubbed my hair around as a sort of thanks and walked off. ********************************** I called Kelly's number and he answered, knowing that Lancer had talked to him, and let him know if Kelly had any questions about going off to State college I was the person to ask. So I decided to ask him out to my house to spend a hot summer day. Our chat went well. I told him that we could go swimming in the creek near my house for the afternoon and to bring his swimming trunks. He agreed and sounded excited about it all. I had no idea of how he looked. When he arrived, he had red/brownish hair, 5'9" with deep brown eyes. He looked to be quite freckled irish. His build was on the slim side. I invited him in and took him for a lemonade in the kitchen. He told me he had played right outfield for the baseball team. So we had something in common instantly. I wanted to know if he wanted to try out for the State team at the University. He said it wasn't a serious thing for him since he wasn't recruited for it but he would like to give it a try as a walk-on. I was enthused with him, even though he admitted it was more of a way to stay in shape being on the team than a serious goal. I told him, you never know, you might actually like it a lot. Giving yourself a sport reason to exist is a real motivator. Dad came into the kitchen and introduced himself. He was bit sweaty in his overalls from working since sun rise. After chit-chat, he said that he would take us down to the creek on the tractor. Kelly and I loaded up in the back wagon being bumped around in the hay there as we got our limo ride to the creek. I couldn't resist stuffing hay under his shirt as we bounced along. He said "hey - hay, that is ticklish!" He got some in hand and managed to stuff some down my board shorts. I was like - hey- no hitting below the belt! We got into a wrestling match over stuffing each other with the hay rolling around the wagon. Dad parked it, and let us off. We jumped off the back and the water looked so inviting on this hot afternoon especially being itchy all over. I was peeling off my sweaty t-shirt with hay falling out as was Kelly when the tractor started up again. Kelly said, "hey Jim you aren't going to join us? What fun are you?" Dad smiled, and said "it does look inviting, but I ain't got no shorts to go in." I had at that time shucked my shorts with all the irritating hay aside, naked, and put hands on hips limp but extended "so!" Running and jumping in, Splash! Kelly was next to shuck the shorts, revealing his red pubes above a nice cut cock. It was pinkish matching his pubes nice average sized. He ran for the creek next and did a diving flip in. Dad jumped off the tractor seat, and undid his buttons to his overalls, letting them hit the ground, around his ankles, revealing his very white skin as undoing his work boots. Shucked them all aside, and joined us. Kelly and I both watched the strip show and his big splash! All three of us, just swimming around, and then Kelly went for me, under the water picking me up by the ass out of it and throwing me around, I yelped as I splashed back down. Dad followed using the same move on me. This time I went face down into the water. Kelly was like "oh belly flop! Oh harsh!" I was really hard with all this play. My dick could pound nails into a 2x4. I felt bashful as I recovered from being thrown around. We three just rested and floated in the water for a bit. "This is so refreshing" Kelly said. He allowed himself to float on his back his flaccid cock laying on his thigh. Dad copied the move. I couldn't do the same since I was hard as steel. A few minutes passed, being out in the sunshine, relaxing in the water. It was then that Dad said "ok boys, back to real life, load on up." As he got out of the water, he glistened all over, his cock semi-hard. Kelly started to follow behind him, his cock still half hard but wilted a bit. They both were putting clothes back on. I stuck in the water, afraid to get out to reveal what I was hiding. Kelly waved me up "dude don't want to miss our ride back." So I climbed out of the water slowly, with my aching hard on, stiff as a board. On display, and both guys had to look at it. What could I do? Just be yourself, and if others don't like it, it is their problem. I did a muscle pose for the audience. Wow said Kelly. Dad just gave a nod, "looks like a healthy son, I've got here." I then bowed to the audience. I put on my shorts and hopped into the back of the wagon. I had to adjust my hard on going north in my shorts, it wasn't going down at all. I was embarrassed as could be but thought it was just better to act like it was no big deal at all. So we rode back to the house gazing up at the blue sky, bouncing around in the wagon on our backs, leaning up against each other all the way back. Kelly thanked me for a great day of swimming and leaned in and gave me a full buddy hug, letting his face grace mine as he pulled back. I felt tingly all over during our embrace, knowing exactly what he looked like without his clothes on feeling his slim body and warmth. He went over to shake my dad's hand goodbye, but got pulled in for a hug also, and a back pat. *********************************** Lancer had me come over when his family was out to discuss what I thought of Kelly. So I drove on over. Lancer was wearing only nylon basketball shorts the kind with the air holes in them, and just flops when he answered the door. Oh so hot. I watched his firm ass as he led us down the hall to the kitchen. I think I was in a trance, and he then went to the fridge and leaned in his bubble ass in the air as he retrieved two bottle neck beers. He opened them for us and we took seats on bar stools at the counter next to each other. "So, Jake, what'd you make of Kelly?" as he leaned back and took a big swig. When he did this it showed his finely in shape body and a bit of biceps. I took a swig myself before answering. "He seems like a nice guy that Jr would get along with. I think they would work out from what I can tell. But I only met him once for an afternoon swim with dad." Lancer looked intrigued at this, and took another big swallow. "So you got your dad Jim to take a dip with you guys? I've been trying to get him over for a swim in the pool for years." Well I explained that dad was a bit shy since he didn't have a tan like everyone else, that farmer's tan made him shy. Lancer laughed at this one. "Is that what he is shy about, well I thought there might be another reason..." "Um sir? another reason?" "Sure, like he was under equipped, or something, not having a tan is no big deal, shame on Jim!" We carried on, and discussed having my dad come over for tanning lessons 101. Lancer kept being warm and friendly through out our several beers, placing a hand on my thigh at times and I liked it a lot. I started doing the same back at points in conversation. At one point I missed a bit and felt my hand right on his dick. He raised his eyebrow a bit as he took another swig. He took his hem of his shorts and pulled it up so his dick was now on display with his PA. "Is this what you wanted see again?" I was a bit flustered, but admitted, looks good. He told me have at it, it was mine for the taking. I didn't hesitate. I hopped off my chair, and ran my face next to it. It wasn't hard yet, so I started to play with it in my hands. Giving a kiss and a lick here and there. Working his balls in my hands. He stood up and let his shorts drop off. I was sucking on his cock now, letting my mouth roam all around it. Sucking on it, I was wondering what it would feel like up my ass, but thinking careful of what you ask for, you might not like the ring. I was feeling up and down Lancer's body, rubbing my hands all over. My hands came to his ass, and I let my finger find his hole. It slipped in quite easy and he let out a groan, running his fingers through my hair. So I had him turn around and lean over the bar stool, with his ass on display. My two hands opened his tight mound, and I let my tongue go to his pucker. I started to tongue fuck him, sliming him up and he was moaning as I joined it with a finger. I had three in him spitting on them and just watch him riggle around and my boner was on his hairy leg, I lifted up to standing position, and let it rest on his ring. He told me go ahead. So I spit more on my rod and pushed my penis head in the hole and stopped. He adjusted so quickly, I felt myself slide deeper, I stopped half way but he scooted to get the rest of it all in. We were locked in. My head was spinning, and my cock head felt so warm and welcome, I started to glide back and forth spitting more on it for lube. He was saying more, and I wasn't about to stop. We were going at it for a few minutes and I felt him tense, he was stroking his dick, and I felt him spasm. It gripped my cock head so tight, I just grunted and let loose my cum up his ass. It was more than I could take. I pumped it out in to his tight ass, slumped over on his back reaching my hands around playing with his man pecs. One of my hands made it to his face and he sucked one of my fingers like a blow job. We were just a man mess, completely spent.