Date: Sat, 6 May 2023 21:25:07 -0400 From: Lee Wilson Subject: My Roommate Teaches Me - Chapter 2 This story is an original work of gay fiction, none of the people or events are real. While the town names used are real, any other geographic references (school, events) are purely fictional. 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 - 11 / turning 12 Jacob (Jake) Mason - 12 Supporting Characters: Jim Parkins - 17 - Dorm Floor Monitor From Chapter 1 Phase 3 - Day 1 "Holy shit. That sucks big time. I can see why you call him Uncle Boob. Although I'd be calling him Uncle Asshole." "Well, I don't normally cuss. I think when I said hell before, that might have been a first." "Really? No offense, but did your parents keep you in a hole or something?" He said it jokingly, so I knew he wasn't trying to be mean. "Ha ha. No, but they were pretty protective." "Hey, I'm really sorry about what happened to your family. I'll definitely mention you to my parents on the first family day and see if you can come to the house some time. Maybe even all the breaks." Once again, he noticed a cringe when he said family day. "Oh, Domenico. I'm sorry. I guess mentioning family day wasn't the smartest thing to do." "It's OK. I have to get used to things like that. Like Uncle Boob was fond of saying, I need to grow up." "Not all at once though. I'll try to be a little more sensitive, but I'm a motormouth, in case you haven't noticed. Shit's going to slip out." "Stefano was really talkative too. You remind me of him a little in that way." "I hope that's going to be a good thing." "Yeah, I think so. Um, if I ask you something that you think may be silly, could you not laugh at me for it?" "Sure. Like I said, we have to get along." "You mentioned 'jerking off' before. What does that mean?" CHAPTER 2 - Lesson One I'm not sure if Jake is hesitating to fight back laughter or because of simple disbelief. As I was to find out, it was pretty rare that an almost 12 year old boy wouldn't know about jerking off. "Sorry. I got caught off-guard with that question. Um, it's hard to believe a 12 year old doesn't know what that is. I guess that's why you prefaced it with it potentially being silly. It's actually more sad than silly." "Well, if it makes it any better, I won't be 12 for about two more weeks. I was home schooled through 5th grade. Then going to public school for the first time last year, I never really made any friends I could trust enough to ask. I've heard the term before, and picked up a little based on context. But all in all, it's a mystery." "12 for all intents and purposes anyway. Um. OK. So you're testing my 'no secrets' rule right off the bat, ha ha. Well the short, simple answer is playing with your dick. Or do I need to be technically correct, your penis?" "You can use the slang. I've probably heard at least a few other names for it. If this is too embarrassing for you, we can wait a few days until we know each better." "No, it's OK. It's actually pretty interesting having to go through this with another kid. I guess when it comes right down to it, we all had to learn somehow, whether by theory or practice. OK, so when you get a hard-on, boner, etc., you're nodding, good that doesn't need explaining, there are a few ways to, um, resolve the issue. Some of them are not readily available to kids our age. The first but not necessarily the easiest is just wait it out. A guy can't maintain a boner forever. Sooner or later it will go away by itself. Of course that's no fun. The next easiest way is jerking off. You, um, wrap your hand, or fingers depending on how big your dick is, around your cock and just stroke back and forth until you cum. Depending on how far along you are in puberty, the cum, or orgasm may or may not be accompanied by semen squirting out of your dick. Following so far?" I make what I now know is the universal jerk off motion with my hand. "Yeah, so when people do this, it refers to jerking off, right?" "Yeah, generally when someone does that they're essentially calling whomever they're doing it to or about a jerk off. Pretty much everybody does it, but generally no-one admits to another person that they do. I could never figure that out, but I guess it's an easy way to dis someone. Like 'I'm good/cool because I don't need to jerk off, but you're not cool because you do.' Which leads to the next way to get rid of a hard-on, generally a little more difficult to get this done. You have someone else jerk you off." "People really do that?" "Yeah, it's real common between men and women. Boys, if they're lucky can get a girlfriend to do it if you have one. For lots of kids our age, they, um, do it with another boy." "OK. I can see what you meant by learning through practice. Obviously you can't practice something you don't know how to do. Without the theory part anyway." "Right. And from there the methods get more difficult to accomplish, at least when you're our ages. Again, more common with boyfriends and girlfriends, men and women. Generally doing these, harder to get done methods with another man or boy is looked on as being gay. Jerking off a friend is kind of part of 'normal' sexual experimentation. A blowjob or fucking with another male, again, is considered being gay. Not that being gay is inherently bad, but a lot of religious nuts and a whole host of other types think it is." "OK, yeah I've heard those terms before. 'Blow me' or 'suck my dick' or 'F you' are more ways of dissing another person I suppose." "You got it." "Um, I don't know if I should ask this or not, so if you don't want to answer, you don't have to. Have you ever gotten or given a blowjob?" I guess that hit a nerve because Jake's squirming a little and gives a deep sigh. "There's that 'no secrets' thing again. I'm going to have to tell Aaron and Carl, my brothers, that maybe that's not the best rule to have. Or at least it needs to be qualified some more..." "You don't have to answer. I get it that some things are too personal. Like I said, nobody but my parents and brother have ever seen me naked, so sharing what you've done with regard to sex is way more personal than just seeing." "Yeah, that's OK. We're getting into rule 3 territory here, so this is just between us, OK?" "Sure thing." "Yes, I've gotten a few blowjobs, and even given a couple. One of my friends back home loves sucking dick. I'm guessing half a dozen guys in my class have been blown by this kid. There were a couple times with another friend, I guess my best friend, that we traded blowjobs, just because we were so horny." "Um, do you like it?" "Getting is great, for sure. I was OK giving one to my friend mostly because neither of us came wet yet, so it's not like you're getting cum in your mouth. I don't think I'd really like that, but Stuart, the kid who likes it, he says he loves the taste of cum and wishes more of his friends do it already. So maybe it's not so bad. My best friend and I have both started cumming, so we haven't done it for a while." I had set my watch alarm for 11:50 so we wouldn't be late for lunch and it just started going off. "Thanks for telling me all this. Like you said, it's just between us. We'd better be getting to lunch, Jim doesn't look all that nice, I don't want to get on his bad side." We both make sure we have our keys, lock up and head to the gymnasium. The chairs are still set up, so we sat in the same seats as before. They still have our names on them. Now there's a large envelope on them too. After a couple minutes all the dorm 1 boys are back. "OK guys. I hope you all started to get acquainted. No need to share now, but you all know where my room is. Floors 1 and 3, you should know where your monitor's room is by now as well. If there's any conflicts that you can't get past, come and see your monitor and we'll either figure out a way to get past them, or make a room swap. Room swapping isn't something we like to do, but sometimes we have no choice. If only one pair of students has an issue, it makes it uncomfortable for another pair to be forced into a swap. It definitely won't be the first option we try, so unless you absolutely hate each other, we'll usually let time heal any wounds. We don't need anybody hurting their roommate, or worse. Killing your roommate is not an option." He gets a few giggles from that comment. Fortunately I'm already starting to like Jake, so there's no way I'm going to risk getting swapped out. "OK, we're going to head to the cafeteria through the door on your right. You get a guide this time, but after that you're on your own. There will be menus on a table as we enter. Take one today and then once again every week. Times, choices, etc. are all outlined on it. This week's also has a map of the campus on the back. Hopefully you won't need it after this week, but of course you can keep it just in case. Classes don't start until Wednesday, so you have 2 and 1/2 days to get to know where everything is. You also should have noticed a packet on your chair when you came back. Pretty much everything you need to know about the school is in there. Most importantly, your class schedules. That's another reason to avoid room swaps if at all possible. You will have all your classes with your roommate, except potentially for the one elective class you have. Let's go eat. You can ask me or your own floor monitor any questions you may have once we've gotten our food." Wow. I thought Stefano talked a lot. That guy can really talk. I guess he had to say all those things, the three floors in dorm one are all 7th graders, so all of us are new here. Jake probably knows a lot since his brothers are here too. I'm going to have to check my schedule so I know which elective my Aunt or Uncle signed me up for. We follow Jim to the cafeteria, pick up our menus and get in whichever food line we'd like. "I'm just going to get a sandwich, a piece of fruit and the cake. It looks like the tables are marked, I'll meet you at floor 2, table 2 if it's still open." "OK Jake. I think I'll try the pizza, fruit and cake. See you in a minute." I go to get into the pizza line and I hear from behind me... "Hey runt. The 4th graders are on the other side of the campus. You should go over there with the rest of the babies." Then the kid who said it, who obviously is bigger than me, everybody here is, cuts in front of me along with his friend/roommate. I'm glad I didn't get him for a roommate. I see an arm reach over my shoulder and tap the kid on the shoulder. He turns around scowling, I guess thinking it was me who tapped him, but when he sees Jake next to me, the scowl disappears. Jake's even bigger than he is, even slouching like he is. As a matter of fact, it looks like Jake might be the biggest guy here. "I think you need to apologize to my friend here, and get back behind him in line." "Who the fuck are you? His bodyguard? Is he like some senator's kid?" "No, just a friend who doesn't like seeing his friends getting picked on. You can either do what I asked, or I'll take a walk over to the monitor's table and let them handle it. Not sure if you know the by-laws here, being able to read would be a prerequisite, but there are no second chances for bullying here. I'd be sooooo disappointed if someone of your obvious intelligence would get kicked out before classes even start." The kid looks at Jake like he's sizing him up. Jake stops slouching and stands up straight. "Um, sorry kid. I didn't mean anything by the runt comment. Here, get back in front of us." I step in front of him and continue to wait in line. "I think I'll have pizza today too." Jake gets in line behind the bully. Everything is quiet until we get our food and take a seat at the table. "You didn't have to do that. I could have waited another minute for my food. I'm used to getting picked on because of my size." "That's not the point. If he gets away with it once, he'll continue to do it. I always slouch when confronting somebody, so they don't realize how big I am. He changed his attitude pretty quickly when I stood up straight. Since we have most our classes together, we'll have to check on the elective, he won't have much in the way of chances to bother you again." "Well. Thanks. I hope he's not on our floor." "Nope, I saw him go to a floor 1 table. I guess his last name must be asswipe." "Ha ha. Yeah, maybe." We take out our schedules while we're eating and compare electives. Jake has music appreciation. My Aunt or Uncle signed me up for art. Great. I can't even draw a hamburger properly. I'll check with Jim later to see if it's possible to change it. Music appreciation wouldn't be at the top of my list, but not knowing what the choices are, it's definitely better than art. If I can't get it changed, they're either next to each other or across the hall, based on the room numbers. At least it's close to Jake's, if I need 'my bodyguard.' "How about we put our packages back in the room and take a walk around the campus, see where things are?" "OK, Jake. I guess if we're going to be... here a while, we should know where we're going." I was going to say stuck here, but that wouldn't be fair to Jake. And actually because of him, so far this hasn't been too bad. Sure it's only been a few hours, but the first day of school last year was no picnic. Phase 1 - First Day of Public School (6th Grade) I'm still not happy about having to go to public school. But Dad got laid off and couldn't find a job that paid as much, so mom got a job too and there went my home school teacher. I guess if millions of other kids can handle it, I can too. Although millions of other kids aren't going to be the smallest in their class. Stefano and I get on the bus and look around for an empty seat. Fortunately I found one near the back. "You can't sit there, back here is for 6th graders." "I am in sixth grade." "No, you're not, but the other kid might be. You're probably a pip-squeak 3rd or 4th grader. Go sit near the front." "Come on Stefano, let's go back up front. I guess we can't sit together." We head back to the front and two girls are mumbling to each other. One gets up and sits next to the other. "You guys can have this seat. I can sit with Melissa." "Thanks." We get to school but as Stefano and I are about to separate, he leans in to quietly tell me... "I'm kind of scared. What do I do if someone picks on me?" "I don't think the 4th graders will be as mean. The kids in 6th grade are the top of the heap and think they need to be the tough guys. Besides, you're probably as big or bigger than most of your classmates. If there's a problem, just walk away and look for a teacher." "OK. Try to get to the bus quick after school?" "I will. Have a good day." I get to my classroom and lucky me, the bozo from the bus is in my class. "Look guys. The shrimp is lost again." The group of guys he's sitting near all laugh. I take a seat as far away as possible and just sit there waiting for class to start. The teacher comes in and of course, has to embarrass me just about the first thing. "OK, settle down kids. I'm Ms. Sharpe and I'll be your teacher this year. I understand we have a new student here at Dasher Elementary. Domenico Martini, where are you?" I raise my hand. Guess I can't hide any longer. "Stand up, let the rest of the class see you... OK boys and girls, let's make Dom welcome and all say 'Hello Dom'." "Hello Dom." Do I bother telling her my name is Domenico? It's got to be on her school papers. I figure why not. "Ms. Sharpe, I prefer to be called Domenico. But hello everybody." The rest of the day goes by without too many problems. The big kid from the bus is Paul Conner. He stepped on my foot at lunchtime, saying it was an accident. I know it wasn't but didn't say anything. Hopefully he won't be a pain all year. I get on the bus and take a seat near the front, I think it's the same one as the moring. Close to it anyway. Stefano gets on, sees me, smiles and comes to sit next to me. Paul gets on a little later and whispers something to his friend before he glares at us as he walks by with one of his crew from class. I heard 'his stop' but didn't catch the rest. We get to our bus stop and get off the bus. "Hey Dom. Wait up." Great, Paul and his buddy got off at our stop. "You didn't get on here in the morning, why are you getting off here now?" "To tell you this." He walks up to me and shoves me to the ground and then he and his buddy run away. "See you again tomorrow, Dommmmmm." "Why'd he do that Domenico?" "He's a jerk. Just forget about it." "You going to tell mom?" "No. I have to fight my own battles. Hopefully I won't actually have to fight. That wouldn't turn out well." Phase 3 - Day 1 Jake and I finish our quick tour of the campus. Our section isn't all that big. I guess there are 3. Elementary, middle, and high schools. Just 4 buildings here. The gym, which we'd seen already and the school itself, where the cafeteria was. The third building looks like offices. The 4th is the 8th grade dorm. Finally there's what probably is a soccer field with a track around it, a baseball field, and another wide open space. We took a quick walk through the school to locate our classrooms and headed back to the dorm. "I'm going to see if Jim's in his room to ask what I can do about changing my elective. My Aunt signed me up for art. I'm not thrilled about doing that. I'll catch back up with you in a few." "OK." Knock knock... The door opens. "Hi Jim." "Oh, hi. I'm sorry, I haven't memorized everybody's name yet. You're...?" "Domenico Martini." "Hi Domenico. Do you have a nickname? I would think most kids would be Dominic or Dom." "No. I prefer Domenico please." "No sweat. What can I do for you. Come on in and sit down." His room only has one bed, so there's room enough for a couple chairs beyond the desk chair. He waves at one and I sit down." "So what's up? Geting along with your roomie?" "Yes. He's been pretty cool, filling me in on things. I'm not sure if you know my situation, but I was in the hospital half the summer and my Aunt, I suppose, enrolled me here and signed me up for the art elective. I'm not crazy about taking art. Is there any way I can get it changed?" "Ah, OK, you're the one. Sorry about your family. All I can say is I'm sure it sucks and if you need an ear, I'm here. Anyway about the class change, possibly. It depends on how full the other classes are. I can't handle that change for you, but I can point you in the right direction. Have you seen the small building on camups?" "Thanks. Yes, it looks like it has offices." "Exactly. Head over there and go to the registrar's office. I think it's room 3, but there's a sign on the door, so you should be able to find it easy. Tell Mrs. Charles what you want and hopefully she can accomodate the change." "Thanks. I'll do that tomorrow, I'm guessing it being Sunday, she's not here today. The building looked pretty empty." "Right again. I'm glad I've got at least one student with a head on his shoulders. I know there are more, but my friend Dan downstairs has at least a couple meat heads. But you didn't hear that from me." "Ha ha. Yeah, I think I may have bumped into them at lunch." "Since you're really new to the school, you probably haven't gotten through the by-laws yet. It was in your packet earlier, but bullying is not tolerated at all. No second chances. If you have any problems in that regard, let me know. The way you said 'bumped into' tells me it wasn't a completely pleasant experience." "Jake, my roommate mentioned the by-laws to the bigger one. But it's nothing to worry about." "If it becomes something to worry about, let me know." "I will. Thanks. You're nicer than you seemed this morning. I'll see you later." "Yeah, I had car troubles, barely made it here on time, but you're right. I was grumpy. Take it easy Domenico." I head back to my room. I figure I'll put some more things away. Talking this morning kind of sidetracked that. I open the door and walk in. Jake is naked on his bed, jerking off. He hasn't noticed I came in yet. I'm not sure if I should stay or sneak back out. Then he notices me. (Breating heavily) "Oh... Hey Domenico... I'll... be... done in... Aaaaaahhhh... Damn, sorry about that. I thought you'd be gone a little longer. How long were you there?" "A few seconds. I could have tied my shoe outside the door and missed the finale. So that's cum?" "Yes it is. So you're not freaked out by catching me?" "No, you'd said this morning we have to get comfortable with that. Of course I wasn't expecting it so soon... Can I, um touch it? The cum that is?" "Yeah, sure." "It's kind of slimy." "Yeah." "So you said, Stuart was it? He likes the taste. Have you ever tasted yours? Oh. I should think before I ask questions like that. Don't answer." "It's OK. I know you don't know about a lot of that stuff. I'm willing to help you out. Yes, I have. There really isn't much of a taste. Sweet and salty at the same time." Rather than ask, I just take my finger with the little bit of his cum on it and put it in my mouth. "Yeah, I guess it's not terrible. I don't think I'd want it on my cereal though." "Ha ha, yeah, I hear that. Um, I can't help but notice the bulge in your shorts. Do you want to try jerking off and I can give you any advice if you want?" "Um. Maybe. You won't laugh, will you? Yours is a lot bigger than mine." "No laughing. Everybody's a little different." "Yes, I see. You have skin covering the tip. I don't." "That's a foreskin. If you don't have it, it means you were circumsized shortly after you were born. It's parental personal preference I guess." OK, time to fit in with one of my peers. I slowly take off my shirt, unbutton my pants to get naked. Jake is watching closely. It's freaking me out a little, so before I pull down my underpants, I turn around. I hear Jake say 'hmmm, that's a nice butt' under his breath after I pull them down. I turn around, pretending I didn't really hear him. "Did you say something?" "Huh. Oh, no. Um, well, yeah, you've got a nice butt." "Oh. I guess I never thought of anyone having a nice butt or not. Having only seen one of them in my life." Jake stand up and turns around. "Here's your second. Ha ha." "I guess it's OK." I lie down on the bed and grab my penis with my thumb and first two fingers. I start rubbing it up and down like I saw Jake doing. He's watching me do it. I feel a little strange, but am determined to do this. "Is this right?" "Yeah, that's fine. There's really no wrong way as long as it feels good. Does it?" "Yeah, it does." I keep going, watching Jake. He's looking at me like a hungry dog with a bone. I guess my dick is his bone. After a couple minutes... "I, um, I feel like I'm gonna pee." "It's not pee, your orgasm's coming. Just keep going." By this time, Jake's cock is hard again and he's jerking off while watching me. I feel kind of proud that I can get him so excited, but I don't know why. And then... "Ahhhh, Oooooh. Holyyyyyyy Smoooooooke!!" My legs tense, my dick throbs and a few drops of cum shoot out of it. I drop my hand on the bed next to me and just lie there, amazed at how good it felt. Jake takes a step closer and lets loose his second load of cum in the past few minutes over my chest and stomach. "Ahhh, ahhhh. Oh, shit. I'm sorry. I just got so carried away." "It's OK. I'm guessing it washes off?" "Yeah. Here, let me clean you up." Jake takes a small towel out of one of his drawers and begins to rub it lighly over my chest, then my stomach, and then finally right above my dick, where my cum landed. OK, not finally, now he's rubbing it on my dick. "Gotta get all of it." "Oh. OK. Thanks." Jake sits back down on his bed and he looks like he's deep in thought about something. "Something wrong?" "No. Well, sort of. Before, when I told you me and my friend stopped sucking each other when we started cumming? Well, I lied. I've swallowed his cum and he's swallowed mine. I know I said we should be honest with each other. I'm sorry. And, we weren't just fooling around. Well, I wasn't. I'm pretty sure I'm gay. He deinitely isn't. We stopped because he started liking girls more. I'm sorry I wasn't totally honest, especially after you poured your heart out with what happened to you." "It's OK. I can understand. You saw how hesitant I was just undressing in front of you. It's cool." "Good. I would have been sad if you decided to get another roommate because I'm probably gay." "No. I know you pretty well now and I trust you. We're good." "Thanks. Um, now it's my turn to ask a potentially silly question." "OK. But I think after what we just did, maybe nothing related to that will be silly." "Do you think, um, some time, I can suck your dick too?" Next Up - "Lesson Two" 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 story on nifty: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/look-but-dont-look/ LRW