Date: Wed, 12 Jul 2023 10:40:51 -0400 From: Lee Wilson Subject: My Roommate Teaches Me - Chapter 19 This story is an original work of gay fiction. None of the people or events are real. While some of the town names used may be real, any other geographic references (school, events) are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is completely coincidental. This story depicts sexual situations between minor males. If reading this is illegal where you reside, or you are not at least 18 years of age, you are reading at your own risk. This work is the property of the author, Lee R Wilson, and shall not be reproduced and/or re-posted without his permission. Story ©2023 Lee R Wilson. If you enjoy this or the other stories here, why not donate to keep the fun alive? Donate here: https://donate.nifty.org/ My Roommate Teaches Me Key Players: Domenico Martini - 12 Jacob (Jake) Mason - 12 Bill Nelson - 12 Rodney (Rod) Quincy - 12 Marcus King - 12 Donald (Don) Livingston - 12 Gene Jones - 12 Jerry Williams - 12 Supporting Characters: Jim Parkins - 17 - Dorm Floor Monitor From Chapter 18 Gene gets up and looks around the room, hoping someone else will speak up. Don hesitantly raises his hand. Gene quickly moves in front of Don and starts on him the same way as with me. I guess he figured stick with what works. It's apparently Don's first as well. He's got his eyes clamped tight, looking like he's fighting hard not to cum. It doesn't take long before he's shuddering, losing that battle. Marcus is next. While Gene is working on him, Jake and Domenico lie down on Jake's bed. Jake pulls his legs up and DM somehow got a tube of lube and is greasing up his cock and Jake's ass. They're not waiting for Gene's blowjob. Marcus is staring at DM's dick sliding into Jake's ass. He shudders and cums too. Gene gets up, looks over at Jake and DM, smiling. Jerry doesn't know whether to look at the fucking or Gene, but he looks toward Gene and nods. Gene kneels in front of him and Jerry goes back to watching DM fuck Jake. He's pumping in and out of Jake's ass slowly, trying to make it last. His face contorts and he speeds up, grunting a few times as he's obviously cumming inside Jake. That's all it takes for Jerry who starts cumming in Gene's mouth. Giving him his fourth drink of cum. Gene gets up, looks over at Bill, who nods. At the same time, Jake and DM have switched positions. It's almost like a previous iPad porn night with the guy with the big dick putting it into the tiny guy's ass. Somehow DM takes it all after a minute or so. As soon as Jake is balls deep, Bill grunts, filling Gene's mouth once again with cum. Gene watches Jake fucking DM for a moment, looks over at me, seeing I'm hard again with all this going on around me and comes back in front of me, smiling. I smile back and nod. Once again, my cock is buried in Gene's mouth. I don't last a whole lot longer this time, but I see Jake's body stiffen and he grunts, filling DM's little ass with cum and I give Gene a second dose of my cum. We all just sit for a moment recovering and digesting what just happened. Gene is the first to speak. "Thanks everybody. I love you all so much. I hope I'll get another chance like this. Maybe not all at once, but even one or two at a time, whenever you want." I'm starting to rethink my idea of Jake being the king of the pervs. Gene is quickly closing the gap. CHAPTER 19 - Thanksgiving at the Mason's and a Surprise After the Halloween party and the sexcapades immediately after it, the boys all fall into a rhythm. There are still the occasional meetings of the Shower Jerkoff Club, slightly more frequent iPad porn nights, pool, weight room, and track visits and of course the boring 'going to classes.' One new activity has been added to all of the boys' lists though. Gene occasionally gives one of the group a blowjob. Needless to say, Gene has become a very happy boy. There were very few days Gene didn't get his mouth on somebody's dick. He expects nothing in return, but on occasion, DM or Jake does do Gene a favor and provide the same service. In the three and a half plus weeks between the Halloween party and Thanksgiving, all of the boys took advantage of Gene's appetite for cum multiple times. Not surprisingly, Bill was the leader, allowing Gene to service him 12 times in that period. Marcus and Don, having already lamented the possibility of Don never getting a blowjob, tied for second with 7 late-night visits from Gene. Not to be completely outdone, Rod and Jerry came in a close third with 6 visits each. Finally, bringing up the rear, no pun intended, and because they already had each other, Domenico and Jake each got the Gene treatment three times over 6 visits. These were split up so Gene could take advantage of DM or Jake's mouth on alternate visits. When they weren't blowing or being sucked by Gene, they were making love roughly every three days. They were horny tweens, but they were able to show a little restraint. Besides, they both still enjoyed the taste of the other's cum. Neither boy has taste buds in his ass. Wednesday November 23 The day before Thanksgiving was a half day for classes. Kids started heading home for the holidays as soon as classes let out in some cases. Domenico didn't save anyone's life that day, so he was preparing to go with Jake and his brothers to the Mason's for the long weekend. He'd spoken to Aunt Carmela a number of times since his own return from the hospital. They had a pretty good relationship, but there was no chance of joining her and Bob for the holiday as long as Uncle Asshole was in the picture. DM didn't mind this. Going home with Jake was a much better alternative. Being without Jake for 5 days would have driven them both insane. Not to mention worn them out physically when they got back together after that long an absence. We'll spend the Thanksgiving holiday peeking into Domenico's life. "I can't wait to get out of here. 5 days away from this place will be awesome, especially since I'll be spending them with you DM." "Yeah, my 4-day vacation wasn't so hot. But do you think we'll be able to have sex much at your house?" "Um, yeah, that shouldn't be a problem." "Uh oh. I'm hearing 'I know something you don't know' in your voice. And I'm not sure I'm going to like it." "Well, look at the positive side, we won't have to sneak around with my parents or brothers." "Not enough detail. Spill it Jake." "Don't get mad at me?" "No promises until I hear how big a mistake you made." "You sure you've got everything packed you might need?" "Jake..." "I mean like toothbrush and stuff?" "Keep it up and I'll be pissed off before you even tell me what you did that will piss me off." "Fine. The 'rents and bros know we're both gay and that we're not completely celibate." "How 'not completely'? You're still dodging the question." "No, that's it. They know we mess around but they don't know any details. Mom and dad said they don't care what we're doing as long as nobody is hurting the other and we don't flaunt it." "Not flaunting it is definitely not a problem. I'm not making out with you or more in front of them. A kiss, holding hands, that'll be it." "OK, I'll cancel the Thanksgiving night fuck in the middle of the living room, with all of them, my Aunt and Uncle and cousins watching." "JAKE!!!!!" "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. I'd never do anything like that. The big stuff will only happen in my room." "And..." "And?" "And with the door closed and locked." "Of course. But it was fun watching you freak out over the possibility of them knowing we did anything specific and the threat of doing anything in front of them." "I wonder what your parents might think if I don't say a single word to you on the trip to your house." "OK, OK. I'm sorry. I won't bust your chops any more." "No apologies are accepted unless accompanied by a kiss." "You drive a hard bargain, but OK." One kiss turns into two, then into a dozen. Fortunately they still mostly have their clothes on when there's a knock on the door. They still need to take a few seconds to pull up their zippers and button their pants. "Did we interrupt anything? I think we did Carl, what do you think?" "Definitely Aaron. The big question is..." "Shut up and come in." "That clinches it, Carl." Jake's brothers finally shut up and come in. Fortunately they start a civil conversation. Or so it seemed at first. "We told dad we'd meet them over here, since the high school is on the wrong side of the campus from home." "Yeah, two hundred yards. Big deal." "OK Jake. We wanted to make sure you guys were ready on time. They should be here by around 1:00." "We're ready. Wait, it's already after 1." "Right. Grab your stuff and let's go. They're in the parking lot." "Aaron's dream is to be a comedian, DM. His dream, our nightmare." We grab our backpacks, which are overflowing with clothes, lock up and head downstairs to make our way to the parking lot. It takes a little over a half hour to get to their house. I'm nearly overwhelmed at how much lake is around us. Jake shows me what lake Lanier looks like on Google maps after we go over the first bridge. Just the view from the main road it looks huge. That's nothing after I see all the bays and inlets and whatever else. Jake snickers when he sees how giddy I am over seeing the lake. He's not telling me something, but I find it out soon enough when we get to his house and he shows me the back yard. "Holy shit. The lake is right here!" "I believe I mentioned we lived right on the lake when we first met." "Probably before I decided I was going to like you." "Have you decided yet?" "Oh Goddddd. You're sense of humor is going to kill me some day." "Yeah, you'll die laughing because I'm so funny." "No. I'll die of boredom waiting for you to get funny. Is it too chilly to go out on the lake?" "Probably pretty close to the 'freeze your balls off at 30 miles per hour' point. We'll have to see what dad thinks." "Do they rent boats anywhere nearby?" "Lots of places, but we have our own. See those two floating buildings?" "They're really floating?" "Well, sort of. They're just covered docks. The one to the right is ours. Let's get in the house, you'll get the whole tour later." Jake's house is amazing too. It's huge. I thought our house was pretty big, I think we could fit it in here three times. I could definitely fit two of my bedrooms in his. Well, my old house and bedroom anyway. Plus he has a connected bathroom. "Can I get your parents to adopt me? This is amazing. Not just your bedroom, but the whole house." "OK, put your tongue back in your mouth. You're making spit tracks on the floor. The dresser on the right has a couple empty drawers, you can put your clothes in there. Just leave it on my bed for now, I'm sure mom and dad want to get to know their future son-in-law better than a 30 minute car ride allows." I ignore the son-in-law comment. Aaron's not the only unsuccessful comedian in the family. We head back downstairs. I just follow Jake, thinking I'll get lost in here if I don't stay close. "There you boys are. Jake, grab your friend a drink and come sit down so we can get better acquainted." "Root beer, right?" "Please, if you have it." "I'm sure we do. I told mom everything you liked. Be right back." I'm figuring it'll take him a half hour to trek through this house to the kitchen. "You have a really nice house Mr. and Mrs. Mason." "Thank you Domenico. We still have a few little things we want to do with it, but it works." Jake is back with the drinks. Well, maybe it'd be only me who'd get lost on the way to the kitchen. "I can't think of what Mr. Mason, it looks perfect to me." "Ha ha. Yeah, I guess it would. But spend 2 years here like we have, you'll find things. Anyway. Time to embarrass you. Jake and his brothers tell us you're some kind of hero in the school. Saving another student's life." "Oh God. I don't know why everybody thinks it's a big deal. Rod was missing for almost a day, I had a feeling something was wrong. I was right and they took him to the hospital. I'm sure if anybody saved his life it was the doctors." "Well, your modesty impresses us. Some boys your age, no, probably most, would be bragging about what they did and even embellishing it. You downplay it, so I'm sure it was a bigger deal than you think it was. Anyway. I should have started out with this, but we're sorry about your family." "Yes, that must have been an awful time for you." "It was Mrs. M. Is Mrs. M. OK? (she nods) After my breakdown and a few days in the nut ward, I learned ways to deal with it. Obviously I still have times it gets to me, but I have a lot of good friends, an Aunt that loves me, and most importantly, Jake." "Well, we hope you can think of us as your family in a way. Jake hasn't told us everything about you, but enough to know he cares for you a lot." "Thanks. After seeing your house, I made a joke to Jake before about you adopting me. But yeah, I can think of you as family. I suspect we'll have gotten pretty used to each other by Monday and that feeling will be stronger." "I hope so." We chatted for a while longer. I told them a little more about me, my parents, Stefano, my Aunt and Uncle. Not spending much time on my Uncle though. They share quite a bit about themselves as well. With a big meal coming tomorrow and lots of preparations for it being made today, going out to eat is the plan. There are a zillion restaurants within a few minutes. They describe some of the better ones and let me choose. I find it hard not to choose an Italian restaurant when I get the choice. I like to compare their food to my mom's. So that's what we do for dinner. I was told there are a few of this particular chain around so I was kind of expecting an 'Olive Garden' feel, but Napoli's was more like a mom and pop pizza place. I have to admit, it did come close to mom's cooking. After dinner Jake and I helped his mom get things ready for tomorrow. Of course our help was mostly staying out of her way, but grabbing something from the other side of the kitchen was a little help I guess. It helped her run a mile rather than a marathon. After she had everything lined up and in one of the 2 refrigerators, we all went into their family room to talk some more. The 800 pound gorilla showed up after just a couple minutes. Mrs. M opened its cage door. "I'm sure Jake told you at least a little of this. We don't have any issues with you both being gay, and likely having a physical relationship. We like to think that Jake is, and by extension, you are, responsible enough to respect the rest of the household when it comes to that physicality." "Um, yeah. He mentioned, um, not flaunting it." "Right. That doesn't mean you have to avoid each other, but just be mindful that others could be around." "Understood. I even mentioned to him that I wouldn't think of doing more than a kiss and holding hands around you." "That's good. Do you consider yourselves boyfriends, or just good friends?" "We're boyfriends. I love him and he loves me." I look at Mr. M. as I'm saying that. I think more often mothers don't mind their sons being gay than fathers. I think most fathers want to see their sons as macho. Real men in miniature. He doesn't look like he's thinking negative about us. He sees my look and proves my suspicion. "Right. It's not just Mrs. Mason who thinks boys don't always need to be rough and tumble. I'm comfortable with accepting my son as he is and don't have any animosity toward him or anyone he chooses to be with. Like Mrs. Mason implied earlier, we just don't need to see any overt sexual contact. And really, that wouldn't be any different if it was a girl he fell in love with." "Wow, thanks. Not everybody is as tolerant as you both are. I know that from experience. And there will definitely not be any overt sexual contact. I'm pretty comfortable with myself, but I'm not going to start doing things in front of other people that are better left behind closed doors." "Good. As long as we understand each other and respect everybody's boundaries, all will be fine." It's getting late so Jake and I say goodnight and retire to his room. I'm not really sure I want to do anything our first night here, so I share the boundary I set for myself. "I know your parents don't exactly mind about our relationship, but I'm still hesitant to do much while we're here. Do you think tonight, we can just cuddle and be together? I'll probably feel more comfortable tomorrow." "Yeah, no problem." Thursday November 24 We're up kind of early because Jake's mom had to put a huge bird in the oven, so the smell of turkey roasting is too much to sleep through. It's still a little before 9, but there's no falling back asleep now. We go downstairs in sleep shorts and t-shirts and Mrs. M. tells us to help ourselves to cereal, or make toast, frozen waffles and/or juice. Jake opens up the cereal cabinet and it looks like a small convenience store in there. Six different dry cereals, instant oatmeal, instant grits, and a whole lot of other stuff. Jake pulls out a couple boxes of dry, checks that his choices are acceptable, gets bowls, spoons, milk and some juice. We sit down and eat our cereal. Mrs. M. steps in to check the bird. "I probably should have mentioned it yesterday Domenico, but Jake shared your Aunt Carmela's phone number. I called last week and invited her to have dinner with us. She'll also be spending the night since it's such a long drive." "OK, um, what about Uncle Bob?" "It's just her as far as I know. But one more won't make a difference. 13 or 14, there will be enough for everybody." Of course now I'm curious. She's coming without Uncle Asshole? And he's letting her? "Do you know when she's getting here?" "She wanted to get on the road by 8, so I'd guess a little after 12:00." I look at the kitchen clock, 8:50. She'll be on the road, but calling her isn't an option. If she's driving, I don't want to distract her. If Uncle Asshole is coming too, he'd be driving, but since she had to hide from him every time she called... "OK, thanks. Thanks for inviting her or them, however it ends up." "You're welcome. Nothing wrong with meeting the in-laws, he he." I let that slide. I'm sure it'll be 10 years before that's even a possibility. It's not like one of us will get pregnant at 16. Jake and I head to his room to dress and play video games for a while. "Your mom said 13 or 14. Who else is coming?" "My oldest brother Mark and his wife Liz, Aunt Leslie, mom's sister, Uncle Shaun, their two boys, Shaun Jr. and David. They're 9 and 8. So hands off. He he. I was kidding about fucking in front of them, but they really are going to be here. Actually, they should be here soon, they don't live too far away so they were coming early. If we want to kiss for a while, now would be a good time." "It's always a good time. Just some are better than others." We start kissing, but don't stop there. After a couple minutes, our pants are down and we're jerking each other off. When Jake gets close, I kneel in front of him and wrap my lips around his dick, moments later being rewarded with the prize of his tasty cum. After he cums, we switch positions and he kneels in front of me. Again, moments later he gets his reward. We dress again and head back downstairs to await the new arrivals. I can understand why Jake said hands off. His cousins are not only a lot smaller than us, even me, but they're adorable. I want to hug them to death, fortunately they're huggers so their hello includes a hug. Jakes makes the introductions all around. His Aunt heads to the kitchen to see how she can help and the guys all head to their home theater. Jake's dad and Uncle sit in one corner while the rest of us boys park it in front of the TV and play Mario Brothers. Call of Duty wouldn't be very appropriate for the little ones. Shaun is the more curious one. Since he's looking at me I respond to his queries. "How long have you guys been friends?" "We only met in August, before the school year started." "Cool. So you got to be good friends in like three months?" "More like three hours, he he. We're roommates at school and we just hit it off right away." "Uh huh. (quietly) Do you show each other your peepees?" "Um. I don't think that's something we should talk about." "Why not? David and I do it all the time." "Um, Jake, help me out here?" "OK, but it was fun watching you squirm. Shaun, it's not really nice to talk about what you do with your peepees with other people. That should be something you keep private. Hasn't your mom or dad ever called it your privates?" "Yeah. I just thought we were all boys, it would be OK. If you guys don't want to talk about it, we won't. We just wanted to ask our big cousin a couple things." I don't know about Jake, but I wouldn't really mind talking about it, or even playing show me yours, but not with the dads in the room. "Well, we can talk more later, maybe after dinner we can get away from our dads." "OK, thanks. You'll probably think they're stupid questions, being older, but there really isn't anyone near home we can ask." "Well. You should be able to ask your dad about that stuff." Both boys turned red and look like they wanted to hide under a rock. "OK, too embarrassing to ask your dad. No problem, we'll try to help you out." "Thanks Jake." "Yeah thanks." "Shaun, David, will you be OK for a little while playing alone? Uncle Jacob and I want to talk with your cousin and his friend for a bit." "Yeah dad. We're not babies, we can be left alone in a room." "Yeah, I forgot you're getting big now." "Parents... OK see you guys soon." "We'll probably be back pretty quickly." We follow Jake's dad and Uncle into his dad's study/office. Jake's dad starts. "We just wanted to chat a little without the women and little ones around." Uh oh. I have a feeling this is going somewhere I'm not going to like much. "OK." "Yeah, sure." Jake's Uncle picks up the baton. "Jacob told me you're boyfriends. I hope I can trust you but I felt it necessary to make it plain to you that Shaun and David are too young to understand exactly what that means. I get that younger boys look up to their older friends or cousins. If they have questions, please consider their age before answering. I know they're curious about their bodies. I've seen them playing naked when they didn't realize it. I know it's normal, but they have always been hesitant to ask me any questions. Maybe they're still too young, but these days, everything seems to start younger." "I get it Uncle Shaun. To be honest, Shaun Jr. already mentioned they had questions they wanted to ask me, um, implying they were about their privates." "Hmmm. OK. I'd like to ask you to share that with me afterward. Hopefully it won't be embarrassing for you two to share things like that with an adult." "I'm sure I'll be OK. Domenico?" "Yes, um, Uncle Shaun. I've actually had a little practice doing that. I had a little bit of a breakdown recently, being found out I was gay was one of the things I shared with the doctor and counsellors at the hospital. I'm pretty immune to embarrassment on that topic." "Well, sorry about your breakdown, but I'm glad you won't be afraid to share what my sons ask. You seemed uncomfortable calling me Uncle, so Mr. Taylor is fine if you prefer. Anyway, I just don't want to be left out in the cold with respect to their growing up. I'm on the road a lot, so maybe they don't feel as close to me as their mother, and I know at that age, talking about this with my mother would have been impossible, so I'm sure they feel the same way." "I'm sure you're right. Mr. Taylor. My only Uncle was another issue contributing to my breakdown, so that term has negative connotations for me." "Understood. OK, well that's all I wanted to say, you can go ahead and play now. But again, keep in mind the age differences." "We will. See ya later." On our way back to the home theater I let Jake know what I was afraid of. "That wasn't so bad. I thought we were going to get a lecture about, um, keeping our hands to ourselves around your cousins. I think your Uncle hinted at that when he said he hoped he could trust us. But I might have freaked if he said anything specific. Yeah, your cousins are cute, and when Shaun mentioned showing our peepees to each other, I did flash a thought about seeing theirs, but I doubt that's something I'd follow up on." "Well, you may still get that chance. That sofa in my bedroom opens up to a bed. They are going to spend the night and with your Aunt coming too, I'm sure that's where they're going to be sleeping. So just be prepared to be stared at." "Um. OK. Looking is OK, there's no way in hell I'm doing anything else." "Yeah, I hear ya. Me neither." Next Up - "Aunt Carmela Arrives, Dinner, and Bedtime" Author's Note Feel free to drop me a line if you haven't already. I appreciate the comments, good or bad. If you liked this, check out my other stories on nifty: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/look-but-dont-look/ (Complete) https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/high-school-cum-boy/ (Complete) https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/the-gay-boys-of-brumfeld (Complete) LRW