Date: Sun, 24 Aug 2008 14:41:56 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "A Different Sort of Dude, Part Two( by Jay Roberts   Gay College

Last night was, as they say in cheap novels, was the watershed change in
Duke's and my relationship.  It started early evening.  Duke was lying on
his lower bunk, ignoring me as usual, reading one of those magazines,
"Balloon Breasts" or "Slits of Fire".  Suddenly the door flew open and in
tumbled two beefy guys.

Duke jumped up, they began one of those stupid rituals that straight guys
play when greeting each other.  They sharply punched each other, high fived
so hard, they staggered back, then the manly hugs that kept the groin area
apart by one foot.  You all know it...so dumb, but kind of adorable.

It turned out that these noisy oafs were from Duke's old neigborhood, "Yeah
Dukester, we stole a car and decided to come up here and surprise you.
Come on, let's get out of here and get drunk."

When they left, the quiet was deafening.  I returned to my studying.  That
lasted about an hour and finally my eyes just closed, the book fell to the
floor and sagged to sleep on my computer chair.

A pretty long time after, I heard drunken voices outside and a pounding on
the door.  One of Dukes drinking companions was crashing his big paw
against the door.  I opened it; there were his buddies, each one with one
of Duke's arms over his shoulder.  Duke was sagging between them with a
piss-face drunk look.  You know, red-faced, drooling, eyes slitty and
swollen.  They pushed him into the room.  One Neanderthal slurred to me,
"Here's yu roommate.  Put 'm to bed and set a pail near case he hurls."
They he laughed like that was the greatest joke in the world.  I grabbed
the swaying Duke and pushed him into a sitting position on the bed.  I
heard the two elephants tumbling down the stairs.  Here I was, alone with a
totally wasted roommate.  Yet...that might prove to be interesting.  How
interesting I never could possibly imagine, then.

Duke had swayed from his sitting position to lie on his side on the bed.  I
knelt down and removed his shoes and socks, enjoying those big feet, now a
little moist from the night's revelries.  For the first time, I noticed
that he did have a little light blond hair on his shins.  Very nice.  Next
came the pants.  No underwear, those three-color bikinis were still unworn.
Most have been a going away to college gift from a girl friend.  Getting
his tee shirt off was a problem.  I put his arms over my shoulders.  (Can
you consider that an embrace?)  I whipped it off and now his bare chest was
again my chest, of course, separated by my thin tee shirt.

I don't know what came over me.  I put my arms around his bare upper body
and held him close to me.  Without thinking, I planting a kiss on his manly
cheek.  As I pulled away, he started mumbling.  "Jake, you've been like a
brother to me.  Getting me up for class."  He started blubbering.  "I miss
Kenny," and sobbed louder.

"Who's Kenny?"

"Kenny's my older brother."

Then his drunken face took on one of those stupid conspiratorial looks and
he whispered to me.  "Kenny used to fuck me."  Then he went into full
bawling mode.  Suddenly he stopped.  "Would you fuck me?  My ass needs it
so bad."

I now turn to the audience and I ask you, could I refuse?  Wouldn't I be a
person of bad character to refuse?  Of course, you all agree that I should
proceed.  And proceed I did, quickly, before he sobered up too much.  I was
undressed and naked in record time.

I passed my hand lovingly over his cheek.  "For you Duke, my roommate, I'll
do it."

He rubbed his cheek against my hand.  "You're so good to me.  Do it and
quickly, I am in pain here."

The transformation of my roommate was unbelievable.  He was a fuck doll,
his lips puffed out like he was kissing, and when I lifted his pale, smooth
muscular legs and put one on each of my hips, I finally saw his asshole.
It was kissing also.

Now a moment to tell you about assholes: I am writing his years later.  I
have seen a lot of assholes since that night.  His asshole was the
prettiest I have ever seen, ever.  It wasn't one of those with a ring of
hairs around it, resembling a cunt, no.  And it wasn't one of those that
was brown and crinkly, no.  The asshole that I gazed on that night was
perfect.  Hardly a pucker, and the skin color around it was the same as the
ivory color as the pear shaped, muscular ass cheeks.

As soon as his legs were up around me and his ass was exposed, he was half
in the bag of sexual frenzy.  This boy wanted to be violated by my
rampantly stiff prick.  Out of charitable lust, I stroked his asshole.  Oh
how he loved that attention.  He drooled and sang a song of moaning
passion.  That I could produce that was an everlasting joy to me.  I must,
must make him feel even better.

I put my finger in his puffy lips and he instinctively began sucking on it.
He was a jock, and when he sucked, he sucked.  I almost had to put my foot
on his chest to extract it.  Now that wet finger was at the opening of his
needy ass.

"Oh Kenny, that feel awesome.  Don't stop.  Put it inside.  Get that spot
that drives me nuts."

Shit, he thinks I'm Kenny, his brother.  What the hell, I'll be his brother
if I can get his ass.

"Duke, tell me that you want me to fuck you."

"'Course I do.  I always want your hot cock in my ass.  Do it."

I put the head of my virgin cock just inside his ass hole.  He was wailing
with excitement.  He just fucking loved this.  He pushed his hips forward
and I slipped inside his steaming hole.  Yipes, this was the best thing my
cock had ever felt.  I had to squeeze my groin muscles to keep from
shooting as my cock slid deep inside him.

But if you think I was getting nuts, you should have seen Duke.  His mouth
was hanging open and he was drooling on his chin.  Even his tongue was
lolling out.  He looked like a dumb idiot, but I loved him at that moment,
at least his hot ass.  I longed to really start hard fucking him, but I had
to watch out or I'd come too quick.  I decided to do what I could to get
him to come first.

I stroked his nipples. They erected immediately and he hummed in pleasure.
Then I grabbed in balls and tickled the underside.  He moaned louder and
his hips began to make fucking motions.  Then I grabbed he cock that was
flexing away on his belly.  It fit into my hand in the familiar way it did
at night.  The piss slit began leaking honey all over my hand.

I looked at Duke.  His eyes were rolling up and his face and chest were
scarlet red.  I think my roomie was getting close to cumming.

"Fuck me hard brother.  I can take it."

That was the permission that really turned me on.  I just went nuts,
slamming into him and almost pulling out completely.  This was so great.  I
loved every minute.  A part of me was afraid I might be hurting him, but
one look at his smiling face told me that he was transported into heaven.

I shagged his needy cock hard.  His hips almost lifting off the bed as he
bellowed his cum.  He began shooting heavy cum on his muscular belly and
his ass hole began grabbing at my sliding cock.  Shit, I am only human, my
body locked and my cock began spewing a week's worth of spooge into his hot
hole.

The two of us were hiccupping and moaning and shouting our orgasms.  Pretty
soon it was over.  I looked down at Duke.  The poor guy had fucked himself
into a coma, or likely passed out from his boozing.  I covered him up and
hoisted myself up to top bunk.  I heard him begin to snore, but this time I
ignored him as I slipped into a profound sleep.

The next morning I leaned down.  He was on his back, his cock standing up
like a periscope.  He grinned at me.  "Straddle me and try this on for
size."

Oh boy, there is a new dorm life ahead.

End