Date: Thu, 1 Apr 2021 14:15:00 -0400
From: Chubby Boy <chubbyboyinbama@yahoo.com>
Subject: Adventures of Josh (new story)

Josh was a college freshman.  Tall, lanky, with a slim to athletic
build.  He was 18, inexperienced, and both excited and nervous to be
starting college.  He was a little nervous to be living with a stranger
in a dorm room, but those feelings quickly faded when he met Gus.


Gus was Josh's new roommate and he was instantly smitten.  Gus was tall
like Josh, but that is where the similarities ended.  Josh ran track and
had the slim, toned build to match.  Gus played football and had the
broad shoulders, muscular arms, and thick thighs to match.  Gus was
gregarious and friendly and instantly treated Josh as if they had known
each other for years.


Gus also seemed to lack any modesty.  Gus would walk to and from the
shower down the hall wearing only a tiny towel, hanging in dearly around
his wide hips.  He would come back still wet and would strip off the
towel the moment he was back in the room, often talking and joking with
Josh while his thick soft cock swung around for Josh to see.  And even
when not showering, Gus rarely wore more than just his tight white briefs
and never wore a shirt.


Josh was embarrassed to look at first, but within a couple of days, Josh
just tried hard not to look like he noticed.  But secretly, Josh couldn't
get enough.  Josh had only that summer accepted his own sexuality.  Josh
had tried kissing a girl in high school but had felt conflicted.  Josh
had only now come to understand that he was into guys.  And Gus was the
first man Josh had gotten to see up close and in person.


And what a view.  Josh was a literal blond Adonis.  From his all-American
good looks, the definition of his shoulders, his defined pecks, the small
tuft of chest hair, his abs, the v-shape that pointed to his thick soft
cock.  Easily six inches dangling down over a small, tight nut sac.  On
to his thick muscular thighs and calves.


Gus would talk about football practice or some girl, all while oblivious
to his own nakedness.  Josh would keep up his end of the conversation if
only to keep watching Gus' body as he moved around the room, often doing
push ups or reclining in his bed.  After only three days, the two had
built a comfortable report, even with Gus' predilection for nudity.


Gus was talking about the girlfriend he had broken up with over the
summer to come to school.  How she was pretty and fun but the long
distance thing just wasn't for him.  "Do you have a girlfriend?"  Josh
had grown so comfortable talking to Gus that his defenses were down.  And
without even thinking about it, Josh heard his own voice say, "actually,
I'm gay."


Josh couldn't believe he had said it.  He had never said it. To anyone.
He had never even spoken those words out loud to himself.  He was about
to cascade into panic over his accidental revelation, but he didn't have
time.  Gus didn't miss a beat. "Oh.  Right on.  So do you have a
boyfriend?"


This response was so unexpected that it seems to take the air out of
Josh's lungs.  It took him a moment to recover as Gus stared at him,
smiling.  Finally, Josh managed, "Nope.... still new to all this."
Despite Gus' welcoming tone, Josh still worried that Gus might not be
cool with it.  But once again, Gus assuaged his fears.  "Well, this place
will take care of that!  Hot young guys all over campus.  You know
probably half are batting for your team.  And a handsome guy like you?
You'll have to beat them off with a stick."


The openness and accepting nature of Gus' reaction made Josh want to
weep.  But instead he reached for humor to lighten the mood.  "I'll
probably just use my hand for that."  Gus looked dubious for a moment
before erupting in laughter.  As the two left for the dining hall, they
continued to laugh and joke.  And Josh felt accepted (and a little
smitten).


Over the next few weeks, the two got even closer.  Gus spent a lot of
time out with friends, but he spent a lot of time in their room too.
They went to most meals together.  They played cards and video games all
night sometimes.  On the weekends, when campus usually emptied, the two
would often spend the entire weekend in their room.  Talking and hanging
out.  Josh had never had a friend or ally like Gus before.


And Gus didn't shy away from Josh's sexuality.  They even talked a little
about what Josh's type was and theorized on who else on campus might be
gay and into Josh.  Gus wasn't weirded out by Josh being gay.  He wasn't
threatened by it.  This basic acceptance warmed Josh's heart.


At night, when Gus would turn out the light and the two would settle in
their beds to go to sleep, Josh would listen to the gentle rustling of
fabric and slap of skin as Gus would quietly pull down his jockey shorts
and gently beat himself off in the dark.  Neither would speak.  Gus would
be totally quiet until he neared completion.  Josh would listen intently
as Gus grunted through his climax.  Then the unmistakable sound of
Kleenex being removed from a box.  Then silence.  Gus' silent
masturbation routine was a nightly occurrence.  After the second or third
time, Josh found he could not resist, and slipped his own hand beneath
the band of his underwear.  The two young men, stroking themselves in
silence, in the dark, mere feet apart.  It was the closest Josh had come
to sex with a man.  They never discussed it.


A month into the semester, Gus started seeing a girl.  It quickly
developed into something sort of serious and while Josh was happy for
Gus, he was also secretly jealous of the time Gus spent with her.  It had
only been a week when Gus broached the subject Of bringing his new
girlfriend back to their room. "I know you are a heavy sleeper." Gus had
said.  Did he believe that? Or was this just an extension of their
silence on the topic of their nightly simultaneous masturbation?  "If I
wanted to bring her back here to fuck, would that be cool?  We don't have
a place to go.  We will be real quiet."


Gus has boyish good looks.  And when he made this plea to Josh, he seemed
childlike.  Josh couldn't say no.  He didn't want to make Gus mad.  He
also secretly wanted to be present while

Gus fucked a girl.  Sure enough, the next night, Gus sent Josh a text
that he and his lady friend were on their way.  Josh turned out the light
and lay in dark silence.  It took Gus and his girl 30 minutes to arrive,
and in that time, Josh had fallen asleep.


He woke to the sound of the key in the door.  He lay perfectly still as
the pitch black of the room was temporarily bathed in dim light from the
hall.  Josh watched from the darkness as a large figure (clearly Gus) and
a short figure (clearly the girl), entered the room and shut the door
behind them.  Once again in darkness, the two whisperer and giggled as
they stumbled to Gus' bed.


They weren't quiet.  No one could have slept through it.  They whispered
loudly like theater kids on a stage.  She giggled a lot.  Josh could see
nothing, not even the outline of their bodies.  But he heard them kissing
for a long time.  The brush of skin on skins. Whisper.  A wet mouth in
flesh.  Whisper.  Giggle.  Whisper.  Gus making low grunting sounds.
From the absence of her giggles during this part, Josh surmised that she
must have Gus' fat cock in her mouth.  He envied her.  Josh hadn't seen
it hard, but based on its flaccid size, it was huge.  Josh quietly
slipped his hand under his waistband as the couple moved in.


The rustle of sheets as she repositioned herself in the bed.  Then a
quiet grunt from Gus as she slid herself down on his cock.  The change in
location of her voice and his told Josh that she was riding cowgirl style
across his lap.  After a few minutes, the two seemed to simultaneously
grunt and she muffled her own mouth as they both orgasmed in the dark.
Josh orgasmed about the same time.


The two lay there whispering a few minutes before she rose from the bed,
dressed in the dark, and left.  Almost as soon as she left, Gus spoke.
His voice seemed loud in comparison to the silence of the room.  "I know
we weren't very quiet.  Sorry."  For a moment, Josh was embarrassed and
didn't know what to do.  But Gus had obviously known that Josh was
listening.  He must have wanted him to.  It was obvious.  Finally, Josh
managed.  "It's cool."  Gus wished him good night and they fell asleep in
their respective beds.


Gus brought her back multiple times a week for a month.  Each time
identical.  Total darkness.  Just sounds.  She was seemingly oblivious to
the fact that Josh was listening, so Josh kept up the pretense.  He would
pretend to be asleep while he quietly jerked off to the sound.  Josh was
really starting to like it.  It felt dirty and weird.  He also imagined
himself in her place.


Then one night, Gus came home alone.  They had broken up.  She had been
seeing someone else.  She hadn't been honest about it.  The details
weren't that important. Gus wasn't despondent, but he was clearly
bummed.  It was the first time Gus had ever been less than happy and
energetic.  Josh didn't like it.  They talked for a while.  Then Gus
suggested that they should just try to get some sleep and turned out the
light.


But then, unlike most nights, Gus kept talking after the light went out.
"The worst part is, she let me take her out and get myself all worked up
only to break up with me at the end of the night.  Right when I think I'm
about to get my dick wet, she bails.  Not like she owes me or anything,
but come on."


Josh was quiet.  He didn't know what to say.


"I'm tired of jerking off all the time." Gus said.


Silence from Josh.  He wanted to crawl out of his skin.  Gus had him so
worked up.  Josh's cock strained against his boxer briefs.


"Sometimes I wish I had a girl that was just for fucking." Gus said.  "No
relationship, no dating, no complications.  Just getting off."


Josh couldn't believe his ears.  Gus couldn't haven't made it more
clear.  But Josh was a virgin.  He didn't know how this worked.  Aside
from porn (which was a lousy teaching tool), he knew nothing about this.
But he was so into Gus.  And Gus was sending signals, he was sure if it.
Josh's face was red, his ears hot to the touch as his blood rushed to his
head.


Josh told himself that it was crazy and that he couldn't do it.  Wouldn't
do it.  So he was all the more surprised to find himself standing at the
side of Gus' bed.  Josh willed his body to go back to his own bed.  It
did not respond.  He willed his hand not to reach out toward where Gus
must be laying.  And yet it did.  The room was in total darkness.  Josh
reached out gingerly until his fingertips reached the small patch of hair
just below Gus' naval.  The sound of Gus breathing had been the only
sound in the room.  The moment his fingers touched Gus tummy, the
breathing stopped.  Gus didn't speak.  Or move.


Josh had never touched someone like this before.  He had thought about
it. But never done it.  It was as if electricity was passing through Gus
and into Josh.  In silence, Josh moved his hand down to find what he
thought he would find.  Gus' massive dong was hard as a rock and sticking
up.  Gus had (while laying in darkness talking to Josh, slipped his cock
out over the waistband of his underwear and stroked himself into a
boner.  Josh found it and grasped it firmly.  It felt hot.  Almost
feverish.  Josh wrapped his hand around it and began to stroke Gus.


The room was silent a few moments longer before Gus grunted softly and
began to breathe slowly.  Josh couldn't believe he was touching a dick.
Touching Gus.  But if Gus was going to rebuff his advances, he had not
done so.  Without even thinking, Josh, as if tapping into some genetic
coded behavior, bent at the waste and brought his mouth to where his hand
was. Gus grunted with surprise as Josh closed his lips over the head of
his eight hard inches.


Josh would only realize later each new sensation.  The white hot heat of
Gus' giant cock inside his mouth.  The smoothness of the shaft on his
tongue.  The hint of salt on his tongue.  The wiff of body wash and musk
in his nose.  But perhaps the best part was the soft, almost whispered
grunts from Gus.


Josh had imagined sucking a cock a thousand times.  But it was unlike
anything he could have imagined.  As a million thoughts raced through his
mind, his body and mouth went into auto pilot.  Some deep instinctual
factor took control of him.  He slowly climbed into Gus' bed, positioning
his slender toned body between Gus' beefy thighs.  All while careful to
keep Gus' cock in his mouth.  Josh, in his new position, was able to get
a better motion up and down, now taking roughly half of Gus' cock with
each down stroke.


Gus was not only long, but thick, and the inexperienced Josh struggled to
take more.  Josh looked up toward Gus' face, eager to see the expression
on his face, but the room was too dark.  But just then, he felt Gus'
fingers, which were seeking through the dark, brushed against Josh's
face.  Once his fingertips made contact, Gus gingerly began to rub Josh's
cheek before sliding down to touch Josh's throat and prominent Adam's
apple.


The touch of Gus' fingers on his face meant a lot to Josh.  As if Gus
wasn't just some drunken straight guy using the nearest available mouth,
but that he was just as into it as Josh was.  Just then, Gus' breath
began to quicken and Josh knew what was about to happen.  But he was
surprised when Gus' hand suddenly moved to the back of Josh's head and
pulled him down onto his cock.


Josh was surprised as Gus's cock forced its way down his throat.  Josh
involuntarily gagged, but even as he choked, he felt Gus's cock pulse.
Josh couldn't breathe, he could only strain against the cock filling his
throat as it pulsates hot jizz down his throat.  Time slowed for Josh as
it took days for Gus to grunt his way through his orgasm.  But finally,
Gus' climax subsided and he released Josh's head.  Josh involuntarily
recoiled, yanking his head off of Gus' monster cock and gasping for
air.


Once again, instinct took over, and even as air flooded into his burning
lungs, Josh immediately put his mouth back in the cock, licking it clean
as he swallowed multiple times to ingest any remaining jizz.  As Gus'
grunts stopped, the room was once again quiet, and Josh began to feel
awkward.  Thinking he should return to his bed, he began to rise, only to
have Gus put his strong hand on Josh's shoulder and pull him toward him,
guiding him to lay his head on Gus' defined chest.


Gus didn't speak, so neither did Josh.  Josh relished the heat of Gus'
pecs against his face.  In Josh's lap, his cock was rock hard, having
left a large wet spot of precum in his boxer briefs.  He thought for just
a second that he should stroke his cock, but somehow, it seems better to
just lay with Gus.  Just then, Gus wrapped his arm around Josh's
shoulder, again without saying a word.  Josh wasn't sure if he could hear
Gus lightly snoring as he himself fell asleep.