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A Complete Education

By: orie



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Freshman year was going great and getting greater. I was also facing a dilemma.

I'm loving college. After being admitted to my number one choice, I was settling into my classes. My roommate and I are getting along. And, if that weren't good enough, something was happening with his girlfriend and me. Let me explain.

At first I wasn't sure Peter and I would work out as roommates. He is an earth science major, with a concentration in ecology. He is really a nerd and I am a jock and English major. I was dubious of all his books, computers and electronic devices and really geeky wardrobe. But, I soon found out he had a great sense of humor and was a nice guy. We traded life stories and began to become friends. The challenge was how to handle a slightly odd relationship I was developing with his girl.

The tricky situation began in late fall. We had been on campus over two months. I had just returned from my 5 mile run. Pete was out early on this Saturday. He and some others from a science course were out looking for birds and cataloguing what they found. Pete said he hoped he could see something interesting to warrant the early rise on a chilly day.

I had stripped off my damp running clothes and was just standing there in my jock, when I heard the door open behind me. 

"See anything interesting," I called over my shoulder as I bent to get pick up my discarded clothes.

"I have now," replied a female voice. I bolted up and spun around to see Mary, Peter's girlfriend standing in the doorway. 

I was frozen in place, standing there with my sweaty jock barely covering my private parts and my pubic hair spilling out all sides.

"Geez, Mary, I didn't know you were coming over." I didn't know if I should cover up with my hands, but they wouldn't shield any more than my jock.

"Yeah, I can see you probably weren't expecting me. Or were you?"

"No, honest," I blurted out, "I wouldn't, uh, like be like, you know, well, not dressed."

"I know, Jimmy, I'm just yanking your chain. I wanted to get some reading done and my roommate is in one of her manic music-blasting moods. I hope you don't mind."

Mary let the door close behind her and dropped her backpack and peeled off her sweater.

"Uh, no, I was just going to take a shower."

"Cool, I'll just camp out here. Don't let me bother you."

She crossed in front of me and plopped on Pete's bed, pulling books out of her pack.

I needed to go to my dresser to get my towel hanging on the back of the door. To do so would mean exposing my naked butt to her. I hesitated and she looked at me and smiled.

"It's Ok, Jimmy, I already saw your cute ass. Go ahead and take your shower."

Still feeling a bit strange, I figured if she didn't mind, why should I?

Turning my back to her, I picked up my dirty clothes and walked over to my closet, dropping them in the laundry basket to join my other soiled things. I hesitated for a couple seconds and then peeled off my jock and dropped it in the basket. I was now totally nude in the same room as my roommate's girlfriend. It felt weird, but also a bit erotic. 

I still had to get my towel. I half turned and walked to the door where it was hanging. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mary looking. I didn't know if she could see my dick from that angle. I pulled the towel around me, slipped on my flip-flops and picked up my shaving kit.

I turned and told her I'd be back in a few minutes.

She looked up and down at me, clad in just a towel, and smiled.

In the shower stall, the moment I soaped my dick I felt the effects of the erotic situation I just experienced and became hard. 

"God," I thought, "I must be some kind of perv getting a kick out of Mary seeing my ass and being naked in the same space with her."

I shampooed my hair, washed my entire body, and still had a raging hard-on. I gave in and stroked until I achieved release and let the poor guy go back down.

I wrapped the towel back around me and was in my room in seconds. Mary looked up from her book. Again she eyed me from top to bottom.

"You have a nice bod, Jimmy. Pete said you were athletic, but I didn't imagine you'd look so good."

"Uh, thanks, Mary," I stammered.

I now had to decide how to get dressed. I guess I could try to pull on my underwear while still wearing the towel. But, I recalled the charge I got when I was standing naked with Mary in the room. Hell, she said she'd already seen my ass and didn't seem to mind.

I turned my back to her, stood in front of my dresser, undid my towel and dropped it on the floor, exposing my bare backside to her.

"What are you reading?" I asked as I ran my fingers through my hair giving it some shape.

"John Irving's A Prayer for Owen Meany. We have to do a report on it by next week. Maybe I should switch to The Naked Ape."

I felt blood rush to my groin. Here I was totally naked and having a regular conversation with a girl. I half turned and looked over my shoulder. Mary had laid the book in her lap and was looking at me. By the look on her face, I thought maybe I had gone too far and pissed her off.

I felt a rush of panic. "Oh, sorry, Mary, I didn't mean to offend you, I'll put the towel back on."

"God, you're not offending me. I'm kidding. You have a great ass, Jimmy. I was just admiring it, so don't bother with the towel on my account."

"Thanks," I murmured.

I turned back to the dresser and dried my front. I spread my legs and dried my dick and balls, enjoying the touch and the heightened sexual tension I felt.

I bent over to dry my shins and feet with my legs spread apart.

"Uh, Jimmy, I can see your balls," she said.

"Oops." 

Mary was so matter-of-fact that I was sure she wasn't offended. She confirmed my feeling when she said, "They're nice."

I stood up and closed my legs. I was at half-mast now. I rubbed the towel on my shoulders and then my ass. I dropped it and pulled out a pair of boxers. I slipped them on, picked up the towel and hung it on the closet door. I turned toward Mary as I crossed to my bed to get to my jeans lying there.

"Sorry about that, Mary."

"Again, no problem. I'll never complain about looking at a nice naked guy," she said with a smile and added, "Your balls are big. It was cool seeing them sway between your legs."

I didn't know what to say so I simply pulled on my jeans and plopped on my bunk, not bothering with a shirt.

"Do you always say what you think?"

"I don't see the point of lying," she replied. "Hell, you were standing there, I could see your balls, I liked seeing your balls, and I said so. No big deal. I also like looking at you naked from the waist up. You have a sexy chest and killer abs."

I was happy that my jeans were hiding my now completely stiff dick. Changing the subject, I said, "That is one of my favorite Irving novels."

"Yeah, I didn't like it at first, but now I'm really into it. I'm not an English major like you, so it's a bit more work to understand everything that's both on the surface and then deeper."

I smiled. Looking at her lying on the bed I flashed back to when the three of us met. It was the second week on campus and there was a mixer for freshmen. It really was lame, but Pete wanted to go. We were standing around talking to a couple other guys from our dorm floor, when he grabbed my arm.

"Oh my God," he whispered, "I think I'm in love."

I followed his gaze to a group of three girls standing on the other side of the room.

"Which one?" I asked.

"The brunette in the middle," he said.

The object of his desire was the shortest of the three. She had shoulder length dark hair and bright blue eyes. She was laughing at something and I could see her white teeth under a slightly protruding upper lip caused by an overbite. She looked cute when she smiled. She was not knock dead gorgeous, but had a certain quality I could appreciate. She was dressed in jeans and a blue oxford cloth shirt, untucked. My first impression was they she was a little pudgy. Again, nothing that was unattractive, but also not like the tall, thin blond next to her that send a little signal to my groin.

"Let's go talk with them," I offered.

"God, I can't. What would I say? I'd just make a fool out of myself."

"Come on, Pete. That's what these things are for, so we can meet other freshmen. She's not going to bite."

I semi-dragged Peter across the room. As we approached, the tall blond and the other girl, split off. The brunette eyed us approaching and waited with a half-smirk, half-smile.

We stopped in front. I said hi and she replied the same way.

"I'm Jimmy and this is Peter," I offered her my hand.

She shook and said, "I'm Mary."

Peter stood frozen with an idiotic grin on his face.

"I hope we didn't scare away your friends," I said trying to get some conversation going.

"Well, they're not my friends. We just met. I don't think they even noticed you guys coming over. They were headed to the ladies room."

I nodded. "Want to get a drink?"

"Sure," she said.

There was a table with soft drinks a few feet away and we all grabbed a plastic cup.

Mary and I chatted about the concept of a mixer, what dorms we were in, majors, what else we'd seen on campus and some other fairly inane stuff.

All the while, Peter just stared at her grinning.

Finally, Mary looked at me and said, "Does he speak?"

I laughed and nodded. "Sometimes. I just think he is struck dumb at your countenance. He told me he's in love."

Mary laughed and said, "Struck dumb? Countenance? So, I guess you really are an English major."

"Guilty as charged," I replied.

"And the struck dumb one?"

"Science."

Mary looked at Peter. She took a step forward, slipped her hand around his neck, leaned in and kissed him.

She broke away and said, "Now, you have two choices. You can start talking to me and maybe we can do more of what we just did. Or, I say good-bye and walk away to meet someone alive."

The seconds dragged on. Mary started to turn and Peter said, "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

She beamed. "Hell, that was worth waiting for."

She took him by the hand and headed to the outside patio. She glanced at me and said, "I think I can handle this now. Thanks, Jimmy."

She handled it very well. Pete was absolutely smitten. He overcame his shyness and soon he and Mary were seeing a lot of each other. I found out how much one night about three weeks later. I was on-line researching the background of an author when Pete came in. I noticed Mary hanging outside our door.

Pete spoke softly and asked a big favor. He and Mary wanted to know if I could find a place to crash tonight. I looked at him and then at Mary. She pleaded with her eyes.

I said sure no problem and gathered up my books, laptop and a few toiletries. Peter excused himself to go to the john.

"Thanks, Jimmy. This means a lot."

I smiled and said, "Well, I guess you really loosened up his tongue."

With a sexy wink she said, "And, I am going to find out just how loose and how good it is."

I blushed at her straightforward comment. I knew Pete was a virgin, he had confided that to me as he was going on and on about Mary. He was worried he might not be able to give her pleasure. I hoped he did some studying on the female anatomy and oral stimulation. I felt he was going to need it.

I now looked at Mary in a slightly different light. Gone was the slightly pudgy, ordinary-looking girl. Standing in front of me was a sexy, attractive woman who knew she was going to get laid and was looking forward to it. 

"Lucky Pete," I thought.

On impulse, I bent down and kissed her cheek. "Be kind, he is totally bonkers about you."

"I will, Jimmy. And, thanks for your support," she said kissing my cheek. "Pete tells me how encouraging you've been. I know it's his first time. It's not mine, but I feel this time will be special."

Pete returned and I found an empty bed in a friend's room on the floor below. I didn't venture back to my room until dinner time the next day and knocked before I entered. 

Pete was dressed in boxers and Mary was in bed with the covers pulled to her chin. The room smelled of sweat, perfume and sex.

"Uh, sorry," I said. "I just need a couple things. And, I plan to stay away tonight as well."

Pete was smiling like a newly crowned Super Bowl MVP.

"Thanks, buddy. You're the best."

Mary wiggled her fingers at me.

I was able to regain my room the next night. Pete was bubbling over. He was too much of a decent guy to go into sordid details, but I gathered he really liked screwing. I was dying to ask him about how loose his tongue got, but again I thought he was too straight to answer me. 

I was sexiled a number of nights after that. I didn't mind and I enjoyed seeing how happy the two of them were.

Coming back to the present, I glanced back over at Mary stretched out on Pete's bed. She wore her standard uniform of jeans and oxford cloth shirt. Her hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail. I could see her clear complexion and slightly upturned nose. Her face was definitely cute. I knew she had a great sense of humor and could be hilariously sarcastic. I was steadily growing in appreciation of her beauty, which was not the kind that bowled you over. Rather, it snuck up on you. Matched with her humor and great personality, the whole package made me a little jealous of Peter. I also got a jolt thinking I was naked in front of her a couple minutes ago.

My lustful thoughts disappeared as Pete burst into the room. If he thought it was odd for me to be shirtless while his girlfriend sat a few feet away, he didn't show it. He was excited about the bird watch and launched into a long and, I'm sorry to say, detailed saga of his morning.

Mary smiled encouragingly at him and said, "Yes, I know it's really great when you get to see something special."

She slid a glance my way. I blushed deeply and got up to find a shirt to put on.

Since Mary was already over, I told them I would be spending the night downstairs. I spent the rest of the day in the library and crashed with my buddy downstairs later that evening.

The next day I entered my room to find Peter alone and getting dressed.

"Mary had to meet some of her girlfriends," he offered.

I stripped and grabbed my towel to head to the shower.

Pete said observed my naked state and said, "Mary told me she sort of caught you in an embarrassing situation yesterday."

"Oh, oh," I thought as I tied the towel around my waist.

"Hey, Pete..."

"Yeah, sorry about that, buddy. She told me you were cool about it."

"Uh, yeah, I guess so," I said.

"Well, we push you out of here so much," Pete said, "I'm surprised you have any time to yourself. We talked about it and we will try to give you some more privacy."

"No, it's cool. Really, I don't mind."

Pete laughed. "Ok, besides Mary say she was sorry she only saw your ass. She wondered what the rest looks like."

I laughed nervously. "Tell her just like every other guy with a dick." I wondered what it meant that she did not tell him she saw my balls.

We both laughed. "To tell the truth, Pete, I was worried you might be pissed."

"No way. It was an accident. No harm, no foul. Isn't that what you jocks say?"

"Yeah," I answered. I wondered what he would think if I thought I'd like to have another 'accident'.

As freshmen we were in the oldest dorm on campus. Besides the small rooms and cramped bathrooms, the biggest problem was the heat. Now that the cold weather was here, we alternated between having the rooms hotter than a sauna or being deprived of even meager heat.

We were in a spell of over-heating accompanied by the constant clanging of steam radiators.

I was playing intramural basketball and had just finished a game early Saturday morning. I jogged back to our room. Pete was going to be gone until late that evening on a visit to his uncle upstate.

I threw open the door to see Mary perched on Pete's bed. She had her books, notepad and laptop spread out around her. The room must have been 80 degrees. For the first time, Mary had removed her oversized shirt. She was wearing a long-sleeved white tee shirt. I looked at her round shape and found it appealing. I also noticed she was obviously not wearing a bra and her nipples made little bumps on top of the mounds concealed under the cotton.

"Hi, Mary. Study time?"

"Yeah. If you don't mind, I need to finish this report and my dorm is a fuckin' zoo. Pete said I could hang here. Ok?"

"No prob. I'm just going to catch a shower and then crank on my own report."

I debated if I should take my towel and go to the bath to undress or strip here like the last time.

Mary smiled coyly and said, "Hey, just pretend I'm not even here."

That answered my dilemma.

I pulled off my hoodie and dropped my sweat pants, tossing both over the back of my chair.

I peeled my soaking tee shirt off and tossed it in the laundry basket. Sitting on my bed, I undid my sneakers and took off my socks. Mary glanced at my naked chest and smiled at me. I picked up the socks and walked to the closet.

Mary stopped half-looking at her computer and turned her full attention to me. 

With my back to her, I untied my basketball shorts and slid them off.

"That's different," she said.

"What?"

"Well, the last time you wore a jock. Now you're wearing those funny underwear things."

I was wearing a pair of white stretch fabric underpants, you know, under armor. 

"Yeah, I like these better for basketball. I like the jock for running."

As I spoke I turned to face Mary. 

Her eyes travelled to the bulge in the front. Now, I have been in a lot of locker rooms. So I can say I'm slightly above average in the equipment area. I also can say that Pete is, unfortunately, noticeably smaller than average. Not bragging, just saying.

So, I was not totally surprised at Mary's next comment.

"Wow, that looks a lot bigger than Pete. You know, Jimmy, I can kinda' see through a bit."

These pants were a couple years old and sorta' worn thin by so many washings. I had worked up a good sweat and my pants were a little more transparent than normal plus the tight white material outlined what lay underneath.

"Another 'oops"," I said lamely looking down to notice the shape of my cock traveling down my pants leg and a dark background of pubic hair.

"Again, no need to apologize," said Mary with a warm smile.

We each remained fixed in place. The situation began to affect me and my dick started to swell. With the heat emanating not from the radiators, but our two young bodies in the room, I was getting seriously turned on.

I hooked my fingers in the band and started to pull them down. As the top of my pubic patch appeared, Mary let out a short gasp. I pulled them down farther, until the base of my dick appeared. I then turned and finished pulling off the underpants.

"Ooh, that's not fair," called Mary. "In fact, that's cruel."

I flexed my cheeks for her and she laughed.

"Damn, Jimmy, you're the male equivalent of a cock tease, whatever that might be."

I flexed one more time and wrapped a towel, grabbed my bag and disappeared out the door. Once again I took care of my major horniness while reliving the scene of a few minutes ago and thinking that her nipples seemed to poke out more as she watched me.

As I opened the door to my room, I caught a quick glance of Mary pulling her hand away from her bottom section. I then noticed that her jeans were unsnapped and the zipper partway down. I smiled inwardly thinking that she was doing the same thing I just finished in the shower.

Once again, I turned my back and undid the towel. As I took a long time to dry the rest of my body, I savored the feeling of being naked near her. I again spread my legs and bent over to dry my feet, hoping she was catching another glimpse of my balls. Holding the towel loosely in front of me, letting it hang low and just barely covering my dick and balls but letting a good bit of pubic hair show, I turned and walked toward my bed. Mary watched me the entire way.


A Complete Education



"I'm stroking with my right hand and half playing with balls with my left. I have a lot of precum and I am using it to make my shaft slippery. I like moving my hand slowly up and down. And, like you, I love it when someone else's hand is doing the work. And, Mary, I have never, never been this hard or this big. I think this is the sexiest thing I've ever done."

We fell into silence, with only our groans and moans piercing the darkness.

"Mary, I am on the edge. I don't think I can hold it much longer."

"Just a couple seconds longer. I'm almost there. Do you have the sheet on?"

"No, I kicked it off."

"Me, too. We are both fucking naked and going to cum. This is hot shit, Jimmy."

"Mary, I'm cumming."

I wrapped a handful of tissue around my head and began shooting hot liquid. My ass lifted off the bed and my toes curled.

I could hear Mary gasping and then crying out, "I'm cummin', I cummin', Jimmy. Oh god, I am..." Her words trailed away as I heard her loud gasps.

I lay back, drenched in sweat. I heard rustling, then saw a dark shape next to my bed.

Mary lay her hand on my chest. She sat on the edge of the bed, bent down and kissed my cheek.

"Thanks, Jimmy, that was great."

I put my arm around her waist, feeling nothing but naked, soft and full flesh. I could make out the dark area on her breasts of her nipples and another dark area between her legs. It was too dark to really enjoy her nudity.

"I'd really like to crawl in and cuddle," she said. "But, we both know that would not be right."

I stroked her nude back, enjoying the soft flesh mold under my fingers.

"How about one hug," she said.

She took my hand and pulled. We both stood. Two dark shapes in the narrow space between the beds.

She snaked her arms around my middle and I did the same. Slowly we let our bodies touch and then press together intensely. I felt her full breasts press into my chest and her pubic hair rub my own. I reacted as any man would. Mary moved back to allow my erection to reach up. She then pulled me close, trapping the hard object against her stomach.

"I can feel your wetness against my tummy," she said.

"I'm still leaking a bit," I admitted.

She rubbed her body back and forth, spreading the remnants of my orgasm on her front.

She grasped my cheeks and pulled tighter. I did the same, filling my hands with the warm, full and pliant butt.

She rested her head against my chest and I kissed the top of her head, enjoying the light scent of her shampoo.

"Jimmy, I really want to fuck you, but I can't."

"I know, Mary. I know. I want it, too."

"I'm going to have to tell Peter something," she said.

"What are you going to say?"

"Well, as odd as this sounds, I am going to tell him I still feel exactly the same about him. I love being with him, which we both know is different from being in love with him. I will reassure him I want us to continue to have sex, date and do all the things Pete and I love doing. I will tell him I also find you attractive. I feel differently about you, but still have very strong urges."

"What do you think he'll do?"

"I think he will listen, ask questions and try to understand. I don't think he will go crazy. Jimmy, if it were all right with Peter, would you make love to me?

My dick twitched against her stomach. 

Laughing gently I said, "Well, that little guy certainly wants to."

Mary moved her hand from my ass to take hold of my erection. Moving her hand up and down, she said, "I would never call him a 'little guy'. He is amazingly hard and long. I want to look at it so bad, and, I would love kissing it. Jimmy, I think it's the biggest I ever had in my hand."

"Mary, if we don't stop now, I won't be able to stop."

She squeezed my erection once more squeezing out a couple more drops, then took her hand away. 

She hugged me and we moved apart. She took her damp fingers and sucked them clean.

"Jimmy, this afternoon when you wet your fingers with my juices and licked them, I had another small orgasm. Now, I got to taste your cum. I would love to suck you and drink it all. Am I being too slutty?"

"I think you are being fantastically sexy. My dick is about to jump off my body."

She squeezed it one more time and then we each stepped back. Falling back into our own beds we said good night. I pulled the sheet back over me and enjoyed the remembered sensation of her hand on my dick.

In the morning, I woke to see Mary's bed empty. Her backpack was gone.

I showered and dressed to go to breakfast. I hoped to see her but she was not in the dining hall.

I spent the better part of the day in the library. Around 4 I got a text from Mary.

"P & I talkn. Cn u stay @ Paul 2nite"

"no prob" I texted back.

On Monday morning, I entered my room with all sorts of butterflies. I was spared any confrontation since Peter was not in. I grabbed my books for the day's classes and headed back out.

Late that afternoon, I was avoiding going back to my room when I got a text. This time it was Pete.

"time to talk. c u in r room n 10."

I replied yes and gathered my stuff.

I walked in to find Pete and Mary waiting.

I didn't know what to say, so I just stood there.

Mary looked from Pete to me and back. She appeared more anxious than I have ever seen her.

"Quite a weekend, I hear," said Pete.

"Look, Pete, I didn't mean..."

He cut me off.

"Jimmy, Mary and I have talked about what when on. Talked a lot, as a matter of fact. I can understand you guys being attracted to each other. Shit, you both are attractive people. I can understand sexual tension. Lord knows I lived with severe sexual tension until I met Mary."

I started to say something, but he cut me off again.

"It guess the part that bothers me the most is that you're my friend. At least, I think you are."

"I am, Pete. I am," I said meekly.

"Well, I'm not sure that friends are supposed to put the moves on his roomie's girlfriend."

"Pete, what can I say? It didn't start out that way. Honest."

"Yeah, Mary explained all that. Still, I'd like to punch you in the nose."

"Go ahead," I said. "I deserve it."

"Fuck, Jimmy. That wouldn't help. I'd probably break my hand. I am such a klutz at everything."

Mary leaned in and said, "Not everything, Pete, not everything."

He turned red, but smiled. "Yeah, but almost everything."

The three of us looked at each other. 

Mary said, "Where do we go from here?"

More silence.

"Where do you want it to go, Mary?" asked Pete.

"I am not 100% sure," she said. "I definitely do not want to lose you, Pete. I like being your girlfriend. I get goosebumps every time you call me that. I want to keep having sex with you. I really love us together and I totally love our sex. But, I have some desires that go beyond the two of us."

She held Pete's hand as she spoke. "I'm nineteen years old. I am not all that experienced sexually and I want to do more. The times I have had sex just make me want to find out more about the erotic side of life. I have really strong urges and a wicked imagination. I want to explore. I would like to think that people like the three of us could find a way to explore together. Hell, we all really like each other. Would it be so bad if we all pushed aside the stupid rules and just let things move along? Maybe we could even all make love to each other."

I said, "You mean you and Pete or you and me? You don't mean Pete and me. Right?"

"I don't know. Is that so weird? If I said I was having sex with my roommate, I bet the both of you would think it is hot."

"Holy shit," said Pete, "are you having sex with Kelsey?"

Mary laughed. "See, you are all imaging this crazy lesbo session. Maybe, that's a threesome you'd like. But, make the threesome be a girl and two guys and it's freak out time for the dudes. Ooh, what if a guy touches another guy's dick? Big fuckin' deal."

There was something in Mary's answer that pricked my ears. 

"Mary, you didn't answer Pete's question. Are you and Kelsey having sex?"

Mary looked a bit frightened. "No, Kelsey and I are not having sex. Satisfied?"

"Then, who is it," I asked.

Mary looked at Pete. He returned her gaze. I could not read if he was hurt or intrigued.

He leaned in and kissed Mary. "It's Ok, honey, you don't have to say anything."

"Oh fuck," she said. "Well this is supposed to be a time when we are all honest and whatever. Yeah, I am having sex with a girl. It's Anna. She's in my anatomy drawing class. We started not long after school began when I was modeling nude for her. She is really into it. She made a move on me while I was naked and standing in front of her. Me, I thought it was one of those experiences I figured I should have, so I went along. Anyway, she is awesome at oral sex and so I figured, let's let the good times roll for awhile. I am not emotionally involved, except we are good friends. I can talk to her about, well, about you guys. She is very supportive. And, did I mention, she is awesome at oral?"

Pete and I grinned at the last statement.

"Mary, you are full of surprises," said Pete.

"Well, I am not going to inhibit myself because of a bunch of rules I didn't make and never agreed to. I am discovering how good sex is. I am discovering how I like being involved with interesting and attractive people. I am discovering that loving, or at least making love to, more than one person is not evil or slutty. It's fun. Come on, guys, it's fun. So, I say let's just have some fun."

Pete and I looked at each other. I had to wait for him to speak first.

"Mary, I don't want to lose you," he said. "I am not sure if going along with this idea will bring us closer or eventually end up driving us apart. I am willing to risk it because I sense if I try to hold you back, I will lose you."

Mary kissed him. They both had tears in the corner of their eyes.

"So, Jimmy, what is it?" asked Mary.

"How do we begin?"

Mary had a twinkle in her eye. "For starters, I think Jimmy can pose for me."

Pete deadpanned, "I suppose you mean in the nude."

Nodding, Mary said "I want him to pose for me. I have to do some more detailed anatomy sketches for class. I think having Jimmy standing totally nude in front of me will be just what the doctor ordered."

"You will have to give me the name of that doctor," I said. "Mine never gives me a prescription like that."

We all laughed. 

Pete then said he was Ok with the nude modeling, but he was not ready to have me in the room while he and Mary were having sex. Or, that he was comfortable if Mary and I had sex. Mary agreed, but urged him to keep thinking about it.

Pete asked if I would mind sleeping downstairs again. I assured him it was no problem

As we were saying goodnight, Mary said, "Ok, I agree that Jimmy and I will not screw without all of us talking about it and agreeing on it."

Mary came to me and standing on her toes kissed me deeply. I let my tongue mingle with hers. She reached in front and rubbed my now erect dick. 

Breaking apart, she softly said, "Guys, just to be clear, there is a lot of shit we can do that does not involve screwing. So, let's also agree that we don't have any objections to other shit."

As she said this last sentence, Mary was rubbing both Pete and me.

He and I were grinning like complete idiots. 

She then eased down each of our zippers and slipped her hand inside. I felt weak in the knees as she rubbed my stiff dick. I saw her other hand buried in Pete's pants.

After a minute, Mary pulled her hands away and Pete and I zipped up. Mary kissed me again and I reluctantly gathered my stuff. I knew the second I was out the door, Pete and Mary would be naked and fucking.

I slept downstairs that night, but it was not a restful sleep.

Mary called me on Wednesday and asked if she could do some sketches of me that night. For once her roommate was out and I could go to her room.

I agreed and hung up the phone with butterflies in my stomach thinking I would be standing nude in front of her in a couple hours.

I arrived at her room around 7. She was dressed in her long-sleeved shirt and was bare-legged. She hugged me and welcomed into her room. I slipped my hand under her shirt to feel her ass clothed only in panties. "Love this feeling," I said into her ear. She kissed me and moved away.

Her large sketch pad rested on her bed along with a portfolio with many sheets turned face down.

"How do we start?" I asked.

"How about I rip your clothes off with my teeth?" she said grinning widely.

Seeing the look on my face, she added, "Jees, I'm kidding, Jimmy. Relax. This will be good. I appreciate it."

She explained that her anatomy drawing class was part of her pre-med courses. She even thought she might forgo med school and just become an anatomical illustrator. She wanted to get as much practice as possible on live bodies. Next semester they would be working with cadavers and looking at the structures below the skin. Then, she would do more live drawings and try to illustrate how the skin is really just covering an intricate framework below.

"Besides," she added, "I get to look at a lot of really attractive naked bodies."

She wanted to begin with some torso drawings. Admitting that she found my upper body to be well-muscled, she wanted to try to capture my shoulders and lats. 

I stripped off my shirt and stood there. Mary started sketching, giving me occasional directions to try to accentuate one muscle or another. She next asked me to remove my jeans and she drew my calves from a couple different angles. Next she concentrated on drawing my feet.

We were at it for a long time, when she announced she needed a bathroom break. I told her I was all set. She left the room and out of curiosity, I began leafing through her sketch pad. I admired the drawings she had done of me. I could easily see she had talent.

In addition to my body, I saw a number of hands. She probably had ten pages of different hands in various poses, both male and female.

The loose sheets in her portfolio caught my eye and I put down the pad. I turned them over and was shocked to see a large scale drawing of a male penis. It was about one and half times life size. The penis was long and skinny and uncircumcised. I knew it was not Pete, since he was cut like me.

The next page was full of rough sketches of the same penis. Some showed the balls behind the penis and some just the penis.

The next few pages were a series of women's breasts. There were at least three different women pictured. One illustration showed relatively small breasts on a woman with broad shoulders and a long torso. The drawing stopped at the neck and went no farther than the naval. The breasts were quite attractive and Mary showed erect nipples on them. The detail was fine, showing small bumps on the areolas and a mole on the right breast.

The other sheets did not have as detailed a view, but depicted a set of huge boobs, that drooped in a sexy way and had humongous areolas and thick nipples. The final set were round mounds with shaded areolas and dark nipples.

Flipping the page I discovered an illustration of the last set of breasts, reflected in a mirror. The drawing again stopped before the head, but did show dark hair resting on the shoulder. I wondered if I was looking at Mary's breasts as she viewed them in a mirror.

I flipped through some other illustrations of naked butts, both male and female. I came to a complete stop as I came upon a graphic illustration of an erection. I recognized the birthmark on the upper thigh and knew it was Peter. I felt embarrassed looking at my roommate's dick in full hardness.

The next set of drawings was even more shocking.

I flipped the page to stare at a fully exposed vulva. The women's sex was shown in stark detail, including the tip of her clit extending from the folds at top. The next three pages contained variations on this theme, with illustrations ranging from thighs together and sparse, light-colored pubic hair to fully spread with one finger inside and another on her clit.

I was gawking at the later when the door opened and Mary reentered.

"Sorry, too much Mexican food last night, if you know what I mean," she said before she noticed what I was looking at.

"You like?"

"This is for anatomy class?" I asked.

"No, this is for me. I like drawing erotic images. And, my models usually indulge me after I've finished the technical stuff."

"Well, you certainly have a talent. Anyone I know?"

Mary smiled coyly, "Let's just say that sweet pussy tastes as good as it looks."

I thought for a second and then said, "Anna, the girl from your class. The one you are sleeping with or slept with?"

"That's the one and it's still sleeping with."

I looked at the graphic drawing before me and wondered what it would be like to watch Mary with her head between this girl's legs.

"Is she really good?" I asked.

"She can do things with a tongue I never thought possible," she replied. "And, I discovered I really like eating pussy. Do I shock you?"

"No, you make me have very dirty thoughts," I said lightly.

Mary pointed to the pile of sketches and said there are two more I might find interesting. She opened a Velcro flap and pulled out two sheets.

I flipped the first and felt my breath escape. It was the same large uncircumcised dick I had seen before, fully erect with a woman's hand wrapped around the base and a tongue pushing against the opening at the tip of the large head.

"Anna likes guys?" I asked.

"No, this is Kelsey, my roomie. She definitely likes guys and most definitely likes sex. This is a guy she's been sort of seeing. If you want to see how much she's seeing, check out the other one."

I flipped and could hardly believe my eyes.

It was an excellent depiction of the same big dick half buried in a spread pussy. 

"Wow," was the most articulate response I could make.

"Wow, indeed," said Mary. "I watched them fuck. I had him stop midway in so I could capture this view. Kelsey was super vocal telling him to fuck her. Funny, she didn't mind me watching, but got annoyed because they had to pause. It took a couple minutes to get the gist of the scene and then they were back at it."

"It doesn't look like he's wearing a condom."

"No, Kelsey just made him promise to pull out. Crazy, I know. But he did and he shot all over her stomach and breasts. I wish I could have gotten to draw that, but there's no pause button when a guy starts cumming." We both laughed at the truth of that statement.

Mary added, "Kelsey loved having him cum on her breasts. Later she confided that she wanted me to lick off the cum on her breast, but was too ashamed to ask me to do it in front of Jason. She's not gay or officially bi-. I just think she was in a groove and knew it would be something sexy to do. I told her I would have been more than happy to oblige her request. She knows about me and Anna. She always asks for details, and I happily provide them. Usually, we are playing with ourselves as I describe what Anna and I do. It's sorta' like you and me the other night, only we are both naked and staring at each other's hands disappearing inside. It's very sexy, Jimmy, very sexy. I think she might like to experiment a bit more."

As I listened, I realized more and more that Mary was an open and sexually adventurous person. She never showed any embarrassment about what she wants sexually.

"Has Pete seen these?" I asked changing the subject. "I mean all of them?"

"You mean the beautiful drawing of his boner?"

I nodded.

"Yeah, he's seen it."

"And, he's Ok with you showing it to other people?"

"Technically, I wasn't showing it to you. You were peeping."

She flipped back to the drawing of Pete. "Now, I'm showing it to you. What do you think?"




A Complete Education



"Think? What do you mean?"

"Do you think it's a good likeness?" Mary asked.

"Mary, I have never seen Pete with a hard-on, if that's what you're asking."

"I didn't think you had," she said, "but I'm curious if you like looking at it."

Smiling, I answered, "Not as much as I did the picture of you in the mirror."

Mary blushed.

"Oh, you think that is me?"

"Yeah, I do."

"And?"

"And, I really, really would rather look at you naked than at Pete. Mary, you have a very nice body."

Mary didn't answer. She gathered up the erotic drawings and placed them back in the portfolio. She took up her sketch pad and said, "Now, I think it's time to do something more interesting than shoulders, feet and calves."

I slowly stood and moved a couple feet away. Mary indicated I should turn around. Hot blood was coursing through my veins as her fingers looped inside my waistband. She inched my shorts down, pausing for a second as my ass started to come into view. With one movement, she pushed my boxers to my ankles and I stepped out of them.

"I've wanted to draw this ass since the first time I saw it," said Mary.

I could hear the scratches of her pencil on the paper. I was slightly shocked as I felt her hand moving around my right cheek, feeling the contours. 

After a few minutes Mary said, "Jimmy, could you spread your legs like that time in the room? I want to draw your balls from behind."

I moved my thighs apart and bent from the waist. I could feel the air moving around my balls.

"Lovely," said Mary.

She sketched me in that position for a couple minutes.

"Ok, now the moment I've been waiting for," she said in a mock announcer's voice. "Mr. James O'Neill, please turn around."

Slowly I pivoted until I was facing her full on. I stood naked in front of Mary. I resisted the urge to become erect, but could not stop the blood from making my dick fill up and thicken.

"That's a gorgeous cock, Jimmy."

I smiled.

She started sketching, tossing off a couple quick takes. She then took her time drawing, letting her eyes travel from my dick to her pad. I relaxed a bit, but was still feeling excited and my dick hung heavy with blood.

"God, your balls are really huge. Come here."

I stepped forward, stopping inches from her. Mary gently ran her fingers up and down my shaft, feeling the weight of it. She encircled it with her thumb and forefinger measuring its circumference. I shivered at her touch.

She then took the tip of my dick in her fingers and moved it aside as she slid her free hand on my sac.

She hefted them, bounced them softly in her palm and then ever so gently squeezed with her fingers until she trapped one testicle. I was on the edge of pain and pleasure as she slightly increased the pressure on the sensitive nut.

"I want to draw your balls, Jimmy. I needed to feel your balls to get a sense of how heavy to make them look. Also, I think it would be fun to suck the shit out of these babies." As she said those words, she put her other hand on my other testicle and cradling them brought them forward. She placed a tender kiss on each testicle and then released them.

"I like your dick semi-hard, but now want to draw it fully erect. Can you make it stand up or should I help?"

I told her I never refused a sincere offer of assistance.

Grinning, she moved in and kissed the tip. She ran her tongue around my head and then slipped it inside the warm cavity of her mouth. She sucked in more of my shaft and soon she had the reaction she was seeking.

"Very nice, Jimmy, very nice," she murmured as she stroked the hard organ pointing at her covered with moisture from her mouth.

At her direction, I stepped back, and she began drawing. After a few minutes, my erection started to subside a bit. She reached out and stroked back to total hardness. Her pudgy fingers felt so soft against my hard cock.

She quickly tossed off one sketch after another. As she was turning to a clean sheet in her pad, there was a knock at her door.

We looked at each other. I'm sure I looked like the proverbial deer in the fucking headlights.

She motioned me to stand behind the door and opened it a crack.

"Kelsey? I thought you were going to be out until 9?"

"It's almost 10, Mary. Can I come in?"

Mary looked at me. We both had lost track of time. With her eyes, she asked me to answer Kelsey's question. I shrugged, torn between embarrassment and the thrill of standing naked in front of two women.

Mary turned back to her roommate, still outside in the hall.

"We are still doing some sketching, Hon. We are at a point where you might consider it, well, erotic. Of course, you can come into your own room, but I want to be sure you won't be offended."

Kelsey said, "I can handle it, Mary."

Mary stepped back, Kelsey stepped in. Mary closed the door.

She turned to Kelsey who now was looking me over from head to toe.

"Kelsey, you remember Jimmy."

Kelsey's mouth opened into a wicked grin. "Well, Jimmy, it certainly is nice to see you again." She made a point of looking directly at my hard-on.

I extended my hand and we shook.

"Nice to see you, too, Kelsey. As a matter of fact, 

I was looking forward to catching up with you, especially after seeing those drawings of you. I must apologize if I do not measure up to what I saw in the picture."

Kelsey shot a dark glance at Mary, who smiled angelically. 

Kelsey then laughed heartily. "Shit, what the fuck! Now you've seen mine, I'm seeing yours, and this is nothing like grade school show and tell."

We all joined her laughter.

"I need a drink," said Kelsey.

She opened their tiny fridge and pulled out three beers. We each opened and drank deeply.

"So, what now," asked Kelsey?

"Well, I was just about to do another theme. Why don't you have a seat next to me and we'll see if Jimmy is game."

The two girls sat on the bed. Kelsey was wearing a hoodie over a short skirt and heavy stockings in bright purple.

She peeled off the hoodie, revealing a tight t-shirt covering massive boobs. I wondered if the big, drooping boobs in Mary's drawings belonged to her. Kelsey had a great body and an average face. She did little to make herself attractive, including letting her dark hair do what ever the wind and elements decided. She wore no make-up, but she had sensuous lips and a round face with dark eyes, catching the light in the room.

"Jimmy, remember the other night when we were lying in the dark?" said Mary. "Separate beds of course, Kelsey," she added.

I slowly nodded.

"And you remember what we did?"

Even more slowly, I nodded fearing where Mary was going.

"Show us what you were doing."

I could not believe Mary was asking me to masturbate in front of her and her roommate.

"I'm not sure I can?" I pleaded.

"Can't or won't," asked Mary.

"Mary, I've never done that in front of anyone, well, except for you. Now, you want me to do it in front of two women, one whom I barely know. I don't know."

"Kelsey, honey, would you be offended if Jimmy jerked off for us?"

Kelsey took a deep swallow of beer, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and said, "No, I would say I would definitely not be offended. And, might I ask, when you said you both were doing something, do you mean you were..."

"Oh, yeah, Sweetie," said Mary, "Oh, yeah."

"That's hot," Kelsey said.

I looked at Mary, searching her eyes for a sign that she was mocking me. I felt a warmness inside as I regarded her pretty face with the slight overbite that I found to be so sexy. 

"Please, Jimmy," she said.

Making up my mind I slowly moved my hand toward my shaft. I was in some sort of fugue. Was this really happening?

My first touch was like electricity. My cock wanted attention, it wanted contact. I began stroking, slowly, then building to a faster pace. I took some pre-cum and lubed my shaft. I pumped harder. I looked from face to face, enjoying their intent looks.

I was nearing the end.

"Where shall I put it," I asked, slightly out of breath.

"Here," said Kelsey as she lifted off her t-shirt off, exposing the large breasts I had seen in the sketch book.

I took a step closer, positioning myself between her spread legs and pushing up the hem of her skirt with my knee until I managed to have my dick hanging over her stomach. She edged her self down off the bed until her the purple of her crotch pushed hard against my leg. She moved up and down, using my thigh to rub her crotch.

I smiled and pumped. Kelsey put her hand next to mine and stroked my dick in unison with me. The tightening in my balls increased and I felt the pressure reaching the climax point.

Mary kept sketching as she watched Kelsey and me in our erotic duet.

Finally, I could hold back no longer. "I'm cummin," I moaned. Kelsey pulled her hand away. 

I groaned and let loose with a long rope of hot cum. It landed on the top of Kelsey's left breast and began to run down toward her large areola. I pumped and two more explosions landed on her right nipple and in the deep valley between her tits.

I had one more minor shot that barely made it to her navel. Kelsey leaned in and took my tip in her mouth and licked me clean, pushing her tongue inside my tiny slit to get out every drop and finished by scooping the gob from her navel and licking her fingers clean.

She pulled back and lay on the bed, resting on her elbows.

She looked at Mary and then at the liquid on her tits with what could only be described as a wicked smile.

Mary dropped the pad, bent over and began to lick her roommate clean. Kelsey rolled her head back as Mary's tongue found the cum-covered left nipple and sucked it. Mary finished by licking the valley between the boobs, then returned to pay intimate attention to the hard nipple she had already sucked to erection.

Kelsey said, "If you'd like, Jimmy, you can have my right boob. You just have to clean your own cum off it."

I eyed the saucer-sized areola with the large nipple standing up. I imagined what it would be like to let my tongue and mouth travel over her breast. I wanted it so badly, but not badly enough to taste my own cum.

"You snooze you lose," cracked Kelsey. She lifted her large breast to her mouth and tongued her nipple, cleaning it.

Finishing, Mary rolled on to her back. I imagined what this scene would look like to a visitor. I stood between the women, completely naked with a semi-hard cock still twitching with remembered pleasure. 

"Tasty," said Kelsey.

"Mmm," replied Mary as she bent her face and kissed her roommate. I felt my stomach clinch as the remnants of my orgasm passed between their tongues. Their tongues explored each other's mouths. Kelsey softy rubbed Mary's breast under her thin t-shirt, making the nipple push against the fabric. Mary squeezed the large breast and pulled on her roommate's nipple. I felt I was in on a taping of Girls Gone Wild.

I closed my eyes trying to burn these images into my memory. Two attractive women lay side my side, one with massive breasts heaving under her deep breaths. 

"I hope you captured that, Mary," I said trying to break the tension. "I don't think we can repeat it right away."

Breaking away from Kelsey, she smiled and showed me the rough sketch of my hard-on and my hand clinching it. She even added the first rope of cum shooting from my tip.

"Got it on paper, Jimmy," she said.

"Got it etched in my fuckin' memory," sighed Kelsey.

We laughed. Kelsey declared the need for a shower. She stood and quickly stripped off her skirt and stockings. Standing in the middle of the room in just a pair of black bikini undies, I looked her in the eye and let my gaze travel to the triangle guarding her most private part.

Kelsey looked at Mary. Mary smiled and shrugged.

She returned my stare, winked and then dropped her panties.

I admired her dark bush, wild with tufts sticking up. She obviously gave as much attention to her pussy as to her wild head of hair. In spite of the jungle, her thick pussy lips showed through. She ran her fingers through the dark hair and slightly rubbed her vulva, briefly exposing her clit. She used her other hand to stimulate the hard button.

Mary and I watched transfixed as Kelsey worked some moisture from between her lips onto her clit and rubbed harder. 

In barely a whisper, Mary said, "Want some help?"

Kelsey smiled at her and said, "Not now, hon, but maybe some other time."

She then turned to grab her towel and allowed me to admire her full butt. 

I stepped behind her, my hard dick finding a soft pillow in her ass crack. I reached around and cupped her tits. They overflowed in my hands. I played with her nipples and she pushed back into my dick. 

I started moving my hand toward her pussy. She stopped me and moved away. "Not this time," she said.

She tied the towel around her and spun around to me. She hugged me with one hand on my ass and the other on my erect dick. Kissing me again, she rubbed both hands in a delightful way.

"As they say, Jimmy, we really must do this again."

She exited leaving me more than a little hard.

"Well, I think that might be enough for tonight," said Mary. "You can get dressed, Jimmy."

"How about a good night kiss," I offered.

Wondering if again I pushed the limit, I smiled as Mary knelt in front of me. She took my by the base of my shaft and slowly inserted me inside her mouth. She sucked and I pushed forward. She pulled off, kissed the tip and sat back on the bed.

I gathered my clothes and slowly dressed.

"Mary..."

"Let's not talk about it now, Jimmy. Let's sleep on it and we can talk tomorrow. Just remember this, though. I told you I wanted to explore. Well, this is just what I was talking about. I hope you can open your mind to the possibilities that await us."

I pulled Mary into my arms and squeezed her. Speaking softly in her ear I said, "I think I can. I probably could if the next time I could see you naked. I am positive if I knew that you and I could make love."

Mary looked up and kissed me. We held the kiss for a long time, feeling the sensual sensation emanating through our bodies. My hands slipped under her shirt and held her ass. As we kissed, I slid my hands inside the waistband and captured her naked buns. 

"Jimmy, this is only the beginning, babe. Just the beginning."

We untangled and I left. I floated back to my room imagining what could lie beyond the beginning.

So, that's my dilemma. I don't want to hurt Peter, but I don't want to stop moving down this road with Mary.



(This is the beginning of the story of Jimmy, Mary and Peter—and friends. If you enjoyed it, let me know by voting, leaving a comment or emailing me. If people are interested, I will post more of these three young people's journey. I never want to bore the reader, so if people aren't interested, we can leave them to explore without us looking in.)