Jake’s bedsprings squeaked. His eyes flew open, scanning the dark, and he tried to remember if he’d been dreaming. But then—squeak. Nope, not dreaming. There was definitely someone else on his bed, the extra weight making the mattress slope just a tad toward where they were sitting.
Jake’s heart began to pound. This was his second night in his college dorm. His roommate—his incredibly attractive, clearly hetero roommate, to be precise—was the only one in the room beside him.
“Spencer?” Jake called, his voice husky with sleep.
Then a big, warm hand was covering his mouth lightly. Jake saw Spencer’s face above his, smiling nervously.
“Yeah, it’s me,” he said. “But, um, I don’t want to ruin this by talking. If that’s all right with you.”
Whoa. This was like Jake’s wildest fantasies—and he’d had about a thousand and thirteen of them since he’d met Spencer yesterday.
Blond-haired and blue-eyed, Spencer was the exact opposite of Jake as far as coloring went, but they were both tall, muscular guys. When Spencer had made a joke about hot college chicks, Jake had confessed that he swung the other way. Spencer’s reaction was:
“Seriously? I had no idea gay guys could look like you.”
Which, ostensibly, meant really masculine.
But now, here was Spencer in Jake’s bed. What was going on? Hey, there’d be time for that later. Right now, it was kind of hard not to focus on Spencer’s hand on the front of his boxer shorts.
Jake felt himself harden, and he groaned deep in his throat. God, that felt so fucking good. It had been too long since his last sexual tryst back in his hometown.
Spencer reached into his boxers and pulled out Jake’s cock. He ran his hand up and down along the shaft and Jake moaned, his hips rising up of their own accord, pushing his rock-hard cock into his roommate’s hand.
He felt movement on the bed and then the wet heat of Spencer’s mouth on his cock, the man’s tongue running along his head. Jake gasped as sensation exploded, his head thrown back on the pillow. Spencer was skillful, his tongue tasting every inch of Jake’s cock. He began to slide down on it, his mouth so deep, Jake felt he’d swallow him whole.
“I… thought… you’d never done this…before,” Jake gasped, trying to take in the sight of Spencer sucking his dick in the muted light coming in from the window.
Spencer looked up at him, a wicked glint in his eye.
“Shh,” he said, around Jake’s cock. “No talking.”
He went back to running his tongue along Jake’s shaft, his eyes still on Jake, challenging him to watch and not erupt. Jake knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He pushed Spencer back and sat up, panting. Spencer leaned back on his elbows and Jake saw his pajamas were tenting—majorly. Smiling, he grabbed Spencer’s pants by the waistband and pulled them off, releasing the man’s fully-erect, eight-inch cock.
“You’ve been keeping secrets from me,” Jake said, his eyes riveted on the sight before him.
“You have no idea,” Spencer said. His eyes blazed in the near dark.
“In that case…” Reaching into his nightstand drawer, Jake pulled out a butt plug. He held it up so Spencer could see it. “Feeling adventurous?” he asked.
Spencer stared at the plug, his eyes wide. “Is that an anal plug?”
Jake smiled. “Heard about these?”
“Yes,” Spencer whispered, “but I’ve never used one.”
“It’s an experience you won’t forget,” Jake said. “It’s going to massage your prostate. Feels amazing.”
He pushed the tip of the toy against Spencer’s opening and began to massage gently.
Spencer closed his eyes at the sensation and nodded, his legs falling open.
Jake reached back into his drawer and pulled out his lube. Tossing it on the bed, he put his hands on Spencer’s inner thighs and pushed them outward. “As wide as you can,” he ordered.
Spencer complied without a word.
Jake poured the lube onto Spencer’s dick and ass before he coated the butt plug. Spencer squirmed as the cold liquid touched him.
“Here it comes,” Jake said, and began to push the toy slowly, firmly, into Spencer’s tight opening.
Spencer moaned, his eyes shut tight, pure pleasure and lust on his face. He pulled his legs even wider, encouraging Jake to go deeper. Jake kept pushing on the plug until it was safely ensconced inside Spencer. Using his lubed-up hand, Jake began to stroke the man’s cock, his hand moving in sure, thrusting motions.
“How does that feel?”
“So…fucking good,” Spencer gasped, his voice barely rising above a whisper.
His hips were rocking, moving back and forth in rhythm with Jake’s strokes.
Jake watched Spencer, so clearly in ecstasy. He kept his hand sure and firm on Spencer’s huge cock. He was taken aback again by how fucking sexy his roommate was. In the dim light, Jake watched as Spencer’s six-pack rippled with each movement of his hips.
Spencer interrupted Jake’s visual feast with a loud moan.
“Oh my god. I’m going to come.”
Pulling his hand back, Jake chuckled.
“Not so fast,” he said. “I want to have some more fun with you.”
Leaving the butt plug in, he leaned forward and braced himself on his arms on either side of Spencer’s body. Then he began to move his hips back and forth, slowly, languidly. His hot cock rubbed against Spencer’s, both their shafts massaging each other in the slick wetness of the lube.
“Fuck,” Spencer said, staring right into Jake’s eyes. “I want you to fuck me.”
Jake chuckled again.
“Are you sure?”
He kept rubbing Spencer’s cock with his, trying to appear nonchalant, teasing. But Jake’s own cock was throbbing with the need to release, and he knew he couldn’t last too much longer himself.
Spencer nodded and reached down to grab Jake’s cock, to stop the rubbing motion.
His hand on Jake’s cock almost made Jake explode. His smile disappeared as he felt the ferocious need to be inside Spencer, plunging into him over and over. In one quick motion, he reached down and withdrew the butt plug from Spencer’s ass. His roommate groaned, his hips arching.
Jake put his hands on Spencer’s thighs again and pushed them wide. Then he put the tip of his cock against Spencer’s entrance.
“You sure you want this?” he asked.
Spencer looked at him, solemn.
“More than you know.”
That was all the encouragement Jake needed. He took a moment to roll on a condom before he plunged into Spencer’s hot, tight depths, only slightly widened by the butt plug. Oh god. The sensation was almost agonizing. Spencer’s entrance closed around him, massaging him hard. Jake pulled back slowly and Spencer moaned deep in the back of his throat. When Jake plunged into him, hard, they both cried out.
Jake felt himself begin to go over the edge as he pumped, his cock throbbing, thrusting, driving deep into Spencer. Spencer began to jerk himself off, his big hand clamped tightly over his bigger cock, and the sight was all Jake needed to send him into climax.
He drove himself as deep as he could into Spencer and his mind went to that glorious blank state, where all thought ceased completely. All he could feel was the pulsing heat in his cock, the feeling of intense, absolute release as he spurted his seed, his entire body shuddering over and over again. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Spencer was going over the edge right then, cum spurting from his huge dick as he arched his back and cried out Jake’s name.
When they were both completely finished, Jake squeezed into the space between Spencer and the wall, a smile playing on his lips. He brushed Spencer’s hair off his forehead.
“So. You liked that, did you?”
Spencer took a deep breath and rolled onto his side to face Jake. He kissed him, his warm lips slightly open. Jake pushed against him, running his lips against Spencer’s. Spencer responded by nibbling on Jake’s bottom lip. They pulled apart and looked at each other for a long moment before smiling.
“Maybe just a little,” Spencer answered, and they both laughed.
“So what’s the deal?” Jake asked, tracing Spencer’s pecs. “Are you straight or gay?”
“I’m bi,” Spencer replied. “But I’ve never had the guts to be with a guy before. You’re my first.”
Jake looked at his roommate in wonder and shook his head slightly. Spencer had judged him to be straight because he looked muscular, much like Jake had judged Spencer to be straight because he’d made a comment about hot chicks.
As he leaned in for another kiss, he was just glad their misconceptions had been dealt with tonight.
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