This story will involve men and women. Enjoy!
CHAPTER 1
"You ever sucked a dick, man?"
Doug froze, his heart in his throat. He had been pretending to sleep, watching his roommate Aaron jerk off in bed across the room. There was just enough moonlight spilling through the window for Doug to see Aaron's silhouetted cock standing up with the white wall behind it as his hand stroked up and down.
Doug could hear the slow friction at first, gradually getting faster and turning moist sounding as Aaron milked precum out of his tip.
That was before Aaron's voice shattered the silence.
Doug closed his eyes and remained still as a corpse, praying Aaron would believe he was asleep.
He could hear Aaron breathing, still stroking, and he couldn't resist opening one eye just a little to get another look. Soon he had both eyes open.
"Bro, I know you're awake," Aaron said. "I can see the whites of your eyes. It's OK."
Doug, not having any idea what to do, stayed silent.
"So, have you?"
"Have I what?" Doug finally answered.
"Sucked a dick?"
"What? Of course not! I'm not gay."
Doug suddenly felt extremely self conscious saying that while he watched his roommate stroke his dick -- continue to stroke his dick even while they talked. The absurdity of the situation almost made him laugh. Almost, but he was also embarrassed. He was a freshman, living with a senior. Aaron was scholarship soccer player -- the starting goalie for the best team in the conference -- and one of the most popular guys on campus.
They'd only met a week ago when Doug moved in. They were getting along well so far, but Doug didn't want Aaron to think he was some kind of creepy, weirdo pervert.
"Dude, I know you're not gay," Aaron said. "Your girl is hot as hell. No way she'd be going with you if you weren't keeping that pussy happy."
Aaron laughed, and that finally broke some of the tension. Doug let his guard down a little and laughed too.
"Am I right?" Aaron asked.
Doug wasn't completely comfortable talking about Jan like this, but he wanted to be accepted and impress Aaron. And Aaron was right. Jan was hot as hell. She was a varsity athlete too, a basketball player. Doug went to high school with her and they'd been dating for a year.
"Dude, you know it. She can barely walk sometimes when I'm done with her. She loves this dick," Doug said with some noticeable pride.
"Nice, bro," Aaron said. "She like sucking dick too?"
"You have no idea! She's a freak. Loves cum," Doug said.
"Fucking hot man. I love girls like that," Aaron said, still stroking. "I would love some head right now. I'm not going to be able to sleep until I get some and jerkin' it just isn't the same. You know what I mean?"
"Yeah, I get it man," Doug said. "A mouth feels a lot better than a hand."
"Exactly!"
With that, Aaron climbed out of bed and walked toward Doug, his semi-hard cock pointing out of the front of his boxers.
CHAPTER 1
"You ever sucked a dick, man?"
Doug froze, his heart in his throat. He had been pretending to sleep, watching his roommate Aaron jerk off in bed across the room. There was just enough moonlight spilling through the window for Doug to see Aaron's silhouetted cock standing up with the white wall behind it as his hand stroked up and down.
Doug could hear the slow friction at first, gradually getting faster and turning moist sounding as Aaron milked precum out of his tip.
That was before Aaron's voice shattered the silence.
Doug closed his eyes and remained still as a corpse, praying Aaron would believe he was asleep.
He could hear Aaron breathing, still stroking, and he couldn't resist opening one eye just a little to get another look. Soon he had both eyes open.
"Bro, I know you're awake," Aaron said. "I can see the whites of your eyes. It's OK."
Doug, not having any idea what to do, stayed silent.
"So, have you?"
"Have I what?" Doug finally answered.
"Sucked a dick?"
"What? Of course not! I'm not gay."
Doug suddenly felt extremely self conscious saying that while he watched his roommate stroke his dick -- continue to stroke his dick even while they talked. The absurdity of the situation almost made him laugh. Almost, but he was also embarrassed. He was a freshman, living with a senior. Aaron was scholarship soccer player -- the starting goalie for the best team in the conference -- and one of the most popular guys on campus.
They'd only met a week ago when Doug moved in. They were getting along well so far, but Doug didn't want Aaron to think he was some kind of creepy, weirdo pervert.
"Dude, I know you're not gay," Aaron said. "Your girl is hot as hell. No way she'd be going with you if you weren't keeping that pussy happy."
Aaron laughed, and that finally broke some of the tension. Doug let his guard down a little and laughed too.
"Am I right?" Aaron asked.
Doug wasn't completely comfortable talking about Jan like this, but he wanted to be accepted and impress Aaron. And Aaron was right. Jan was hot as hell. She was a varsity athlete too, a basketball player. Doug went to high school with her and they'd been dating for a year.
"Dude, you know it. She can barely walk sometimes when I'm done with her. She loves this dick," Doug said with some noticeable pride.
"Nice, bro," Aaron said. "She like sucking dick too?"
"You have no idea! She's a freak. Loves cum," Doug said.
"Fucking hot man. I love girls like that," Aaron said, still stroking. "I would love some head right now. I'm not going to be able to sleep until I get some and jerkin' it just isn't the same. You know what I mean?"
"Yeah, I get it man," Doug said. "A mouth feels a lot better than a hand."
"Exactly!"
With that, Aaron climbed out of bed and walked toward Doug, his semi-hard cock pointing out of the front of his boxers.