11 comments/ 56910 views/ 99 favorites My Gay Roomie By: AnotherDay In the early 1990's, I was living in Los Angeles with a friend of mine from high school. We didn't travel in the same circles in high school, but we were friendly. I was a jock and John played the clarinet in the band. We had a few classes together along the way. I always thought he was a little feminine, so it wasn't much a surprise when I heard that he was actually gay. To each his own, I guess. After I graduated from college, I moved to LA. John and I ran into each other by chance one night and we talked a while. We hadn't seen each other since graduation about 5 years prior, so there was plenty of catching up to do. He said he moved here about a month after graduating from college and was still settling in. It turned out that we were both apartment hunting and decided that we'd be better off sharing a place. So, we spent the next three weeks looking and decided that we'd take the small house in Manhattan Beach. It was pretty small, about a quarter mile from the beach itself, but it had two separate bedrooms in the second floor with a balcony that wrapped around the back, complete with a circular hot tub. Both bedrooms had access to the balcony and were about the same size, so there was no fighting over who got which room. We did share the upstairs bathroom, but it didn't seem to pose any problems. The downstairs was spacious and open with a full kitchen and half bath. The rent was high, but we both did pretty well at our jobs so we were able to make it work. John and I settled into a routine and I really enjoyed living with him. I'm a neat person by nature and John was the first roommate I'd ever had that didn't just assume that the kitchen and living area would clean themselves. Our work schedules were just about in synch and we usually left and arrived home about the same time every day. The only difference was our weekends. I had a 'normal' weekend with Saturday and Sunday off while John had Friday and Saturdays off. We spent a lot of time just hanging out, drinking beers , and getting high. We'd hit up the local bars and party with some mutual friends. I'd bring a girl home from time to time, John would bring the random guy home. One thing really amazed me about John, though. He was a smooth talker at the clubs. I had a much more difficult time even getting some girl's number than he had getting a guy's. And the number of dates he got was at least twice as many as mine. Needless to say, he got laid one hell of a lot more than I did. Over time, we became more and more familiar with each other. This included clothing on the upstairs patio and hot tub. I went out there one Saturday and John was sunbathing nude. "What the hell are you doing, John?" I asked. He was laying on his back and he turned toward me when he heard my voice. I walked over to the hot tub and was climbing in when he said "What? I'm catching some rays." "Well, yea," I said. "But nude?" "I want an all-over tan. Not anything you've never seen before" Well, that was true enough, I thought. "I think that we should make a new rule around here. I don't think clothes should be allowed on the patio anymore. The trees give us plenty of privacy so the neighbors can't see. What do you think?" he asked. "Sure. No one will see up here," I said and relaxed in the tub as the water washed away my hangover from the night before. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I heard John get up and walk toward the tub. I opened my eyes as he was getting in. He really did have a great body, for a guy anyway. I was 6-1, 185 pounds. John was about 5-8 and 160. He seemed to be skinnier than my frame, but I guess that could have just been my perspective. "You're breaking our new rule," he said. "Oh, right," I said as I peeled off my swimsuit and threw it on the ground. "That's better," he said. "There's no need for clothes up here. Just let it all hang out." I closed my eyes again and said "Do we have any pot?" "Yea, I'll go get it," he said and he got out of the tub and went inside. When he returned, he had a small pipe in his hand. As he walked toward the tub, it was impossible not to notice he didn't have any pubic hair. He got back in the tub and we passed the bowl back and forth as we got high. This is living, I thought to myself as I relaxed. I thoroughly enjoy getting high. It's much more enjoyable than drinking, but I do like that as well. Getting high doesn't give you a hangover, so I preferred that. The only problem was that it never failed to make me horny as hell. I almost always got at least a semi-hardon. "When did you shave your pubes," I asked John as I passed him the bowl. "A long time ago. I had a boyfriend once who insisted on it and I've been doing it ever since. I think it's sexy. You should try it sometime. I'm sure the chicks you fuck have trimmed bushes, right? " he asked. "Some of them do," I admitted. "It's like that. It's sexy and fun and it makes it more sensitive down there. You should try it." He said again. "Also it has the added benefit of making your dick look bigger without the hair." "Maybe I will," I said. "What? You just take a razor in your shower or something?" "Yep. Nothing to it. Just like shaving your face," he said. We sat in silence for a while. I thought about shaving myself and figured I'd give it a try in the morning. "You going out tonight?" he asked me. "Nah, I'm going to hang here tonight I think. I'm already pretty high. Might as well save some money I guess," I told him. "Are you headed out?" "Billy is coming over later. We're going to rent a video and stay in tonight." "Billy is the guy from the other night?" I asked. "Yea, we hit it off pretty well," he said. "I could tell. You guys were pretty loud in your room that night," I said smiling at him. He laughed and said "Yea, sorry about that. We were both a little drunk and it got a little crazy in there." "I noticed he wasn't here in the morning. Did you kick him to the curb after you fucked him?" I asked. He laughed again and said "Pretty much. He's fun and all, but I don't see it going anywhere long term." "Well, you all seemed to be having a grand ol' time the other night." I looked over at John and he was sitting there with his eyes closed and his head back. "So, how does that work, anyway? With a guy, I mean." "How does what work? Fucking?" he asked. "Yea, I mean, do you like it in the butt or something? Do you take turns? How's it work?" I asked. He laughed again and said "Well, it's like fucking a girl, I suppose, but I've never done that. Usually, one guy is the bottom and the other is the top, ya know? Billy likes to be a bottom, so we're good together." "So," I asked," you just blow each other and then what? You fuck him in the ass?" "Well," he said, "there isn't any other place to fuck him, so yes." "Doesn't that hurt?" I asked. "At first, a little. Not much, though. You just have to concentrate and relax and use a lot of lube. It actually feels awesome. Some guys can actually cum from it. Billy doesn't like it very much back there, but he lets me fuck him every once in a while. I met a guy a while back who fucking loved it in the ass. Absolutely loved it. Have one of those chicks you bang play with your ass a little next time. You'll love it!" "Do you like it?" I asked. "It's ok. I prefer to do the fucking myself. It's a power thing, I guess. " I sat there relaxing, naked in the water. I couldn't help but get semi-hard. I'd talked to John about sex before, but this was the first time that we were both naked when we were doing it. "Shit, I'm getting hard just talking about this," he said. "I know what you mean. It's been a pretty dry streak for me lately," I admitted. I wasn't kidding: It had been weeks since I got laid last. "I'm suddenly looking forward to bending Billy over the bed tonight. Maybe I'll even bring him out here and suck his cock right here in the hot tub. You want to come out and watch?" I opened my eye and looked at him. I smiled because I assumed he was kidding. "Watch you two fuck? I don't think so." "Come on," he said. "It'll be fun. You're a little curious as to what it's like and I'm happy to show you. Billy told me he thinks you're hot, so he'd be totally into it." I knew he was fucking with me now so I decided to play along. I was pretty high, so my inhibitions were limited at best. "Ok," I told him. "I'll watch. But I'm not going to participate. I'm just going to watch." "Deal!" he said and he slapped the water. "I'm getting out" He stood up and the water level was well below his waist, revealing his erect cock pointing to the sky. "You want anything?" he asked with sly smile. "I'm good," I said as I looked him over. I've always been heterosexual, but I had to admit that John was a handsome guy with a great body. He turned and climbed out of the tub and went inside. When he got to the door, he looked over his shoulder at me and smiled. I waited a few minutes and then I went in and got dressed. When I got downstairs, Billy was already there. John and him were sitting on the couch watching tv. I walked in the room just as John was taking a bong hit. He reloaded it and handed it to me without a word. I sat down on the couch with them and hit the bong. Billy must have brought it over with him because this was a lot better than what we'd smoked before. I coughed as I handed the bong back and said "Damn! That's potent!" I could feel the effects already. Billy said "It's really good. One hit is enough, I promise." We watched the video that they'd rented. I was so high that I could barely focus on the television, but I felt my cock growing to semi-attention as time went on. I can't remember ever being this high! About half way through the movie, John hit stop on the player and turned to Billy. "Let's go for a soak in the hot tub." Billy jumped up and said "Fuck yea!" and he turned toward the stairs. When John got to the stairs, he turned to me and said "You coming or what?" What the hell, I thought and I stood up and followed them up the stairs. When we got out to the patio, I started to strip. "New rule out here, Billy. No clothes allowed." John told him. I was quickly naked and climbed into the tub, followed by John and then Billy. The feeling of the hot water on my bare skin only intensified my high, not to mention my horniness. We all sat there in silence for a few minutes. "Anyone want a beer?," John asked. We both did, so John suggested that we rock-paper-scissors to see who has to go down to the fridge. I lost, so I got up and started for the edge of the tub. When I did, my three-quarter erect cock was clearly visible. "Chris has a hard-on!" they both teased in a sing-song manner. "Fuck you," I said and climbed out. When I returned, beers in hand, the both stopped and stared at me as I approached. "What?" I asked. "Nothing," Billy said. "John was just telling me about your question and answer period today. You're a little curious, Chris?" I climbed into the hot tub and handed out the beers. "I don't know if the word 'curious' is what I am. I was just...sort of...interested is all. It's new to me." We clinked bottles and took a drink. "Well, there's nothing to it," John said. "Billy here will show you, won't you Billy?" With that, John sat up on the edge of the hot tub, his erect cock well out of the water. Billy wasted no time and moved in between his legs. I could see only the back of Billy's head from where I was, but it was clear that he was giving John head. John looked up and me and said "Move over here where you can see." I moved over to my left and had a much better view now. I could clearly see Billy bobbing up and down on John's cock, Billy still in the hot tub and John on the ledge. "Billy gives really good head, don't you Bill?" John asked him. "Mmm-mmm" was all Billy could say with a mouth full of cock. He lifted off and turned to me, smiling. "I love it!" he said and then went back to work. I watched as he licked the length of John's cock, then slowly ran his tongue around his cock head, and then slowly suck it down its entire length. John breathed out "Fuuuuuuck" as he watched Billy. I was already horny as hell and this little show was driving me crazy! I reached down and stroked my aching cock under the water. John turned to me and said "Pretty hot, huh? Are you beating your meat as he's sucking my cock?" I could only nod my head as I watched. I was transfixed and there wasn't much that was going to tear my gaze away. Billy was sucking hard at the tip and stroking the base quickly now. "I bet you can almost feel his mouth on your cock, can't you? " John asked me. Again I nodded as I masturbated. "I'm going to cum in his mouth, " John said as he turned back to watching Billy. "Watch him as I shoot my load into his mouth and he swallows it all. He loves the taste of my cum, don't you Billy?" Billy said "Mmm-mmm" again as he seemed to increase the voracity of his blow job. "Oh, God," he said. "Here it comes!" His head snapped forward as the orgasm hit him. I continued to watch Billy and I watched his Adams apple move up and down as he swallowed John's load. He slowed his pace gently as John leaned back and hissed "Fuuuuuuck yea!" Then Billy pulled off his cock and looked up at him. John leaned forward and kissed Billy passionately. When they broke their kiss, they both turned to me. Billy just smiled, but John said "Well, what did you think?" I was actually close to cumming myself, so I stopped stroking my cock. I cleared my throat and said "It was...um...very hot!" John looked at me and said "Did you cum when I did?" "No," I said. "Not yet. I was getting close though." "You should let Billy finish you," he said. "Would you mind, Billy?" He looked at Billy and Billy looked at me and smiled. "Sit up on the edge, Chris." Billy told me. I didn't have to be told twice, so I hopped on the edge so fast I damn near fell out. Billy moved in between my legs. The thought of another guy sucking my dick didn't matter. I was really close to orgasm and my cock did all of the thinking for me. Billy moved between my legs and took my cock in his hand. I watched him as he stroked it slowly. He looked up at me. "You're really hard," he said. He continued to slowly, almost painfully slowly, stroke my dick while he looked up at me. "Do you want me to suck this for you?" he asked. "God, yes," I said. "Yea?" he asked. "You'd like that?" "Do it. Suck my dick," I said. "Are you sure?" he asked. He stopped stroking and cupped my balls in his hand. "It feels like there's a lot of cum in these balls, but aren't you worried that another guy sucking your dick will make you gay?" I smiled and said "Well, I'm just a guy getting a blowjob. It doesn't make me gay." He leaned in and flicked his tongue over my swollen sack. "Are you sure? What if after you decide you'd rather be with guys?" He kissed my shaft softly and began stroking again. "What if, after, you want to suck my cock?" He moved his hand from my cock to my balls again. Then he ran his tongue up the length of my shaft. I involuntarily shuddered. "What then, Chris?" "If I wanted to suck your dick, then that would make me gay," I said. He wrapped his lips around my cock head and slowly took my length into his mouth. I leaned my head back and moaned. Slowly, he sucked his way back to the tip. He pulled my cock from his mouth with and audible "pop." "But," he said. "What if I want you to?" He took my cock in his mouth again and I felt his hand reach below my balls and a finger touch my asshole. As he sucked me, he made small circles around my hole with his finger. I spread my legs wider. He pulled off my cock again. "Does that feel good?" "Fuck yes," I hissed. He continued to play his finger around my asshole and went back to sucking. He quickened his pace and I could feel the orgasm building. Suddenly, he pulled off me. "Are you getting close?" he asked. Still, his finger played circles around my asshole. I was lost in a feeling of euphoria, right on the edge of cumming, but just not there yet. John was just sitting on the edge watching with a smile on his face. "Yea, I'm close," I told him. His other hand slowly stroked my cock again. "But you never answered my question. What if I want you to suck my cock? Would you do it?" Then he put my cock back in his mouth. "I don't think I can," I told him. He kept sucking and sucking until there was no going back. "Here it comes," I warned him. He kept going, bobbing his head up and down on my cock. And then I felt his finger enter my anus. I let out a very loud moan as I started to cum. I could feel my cock spurting my juices into his mouth. He kept going, but slowed down. When I was finished, he came off my cock and kissed his way up my chest, but his finger remained inside me, lightly rubbing my prostate. "Was that good?" he asked as he licked my nipple. "Fuck!" I said. "That was amazing!" He slowly removed his finger from my ass and it sent shivers up my spine. I heard John say "I told you he was good" as I watched Billy kissing my nipple. He surprised me when his mouth was quickly on mine, his tongue invading my lips. I could clearly taste my cum on his tongue. He broke our kiss and asked "Are you sure you won't suck my dick?" Then he stepped back and showed me his hardness. I looked him over and said "I'm not gay." He smiled at me. "Maybe just a little," he said. "Maybe in a while, you will be." Then he turned and stepped out of the tub. He looked over his shoulder as he got to the door and said "One day, I think you will. Come on, John." John got up and left me alone. The next day, I was glad that John and Billy were already gone. I really didn't want to deal with them and the inevitable taunting I was sure to get. I went for a run and let my mind wander. I made my way down to the beach and ran along the jogging path there. It was Sunday, so the place was packed. As I ran, my thoughts drifted to the night before. Did I really let a guy blow me? What did that make me? Was I turning gay now? When I returned home, I hopped in the shower. As the water flowed over me, I again thought about last night. Billy sucking my cock, the taste of my cum in his mouth, the sight of his erection when he was asking me to suck his dick. My cock got hard just thinking about it. Could I really do it? Could I suck a cock? I looked down at my own cock. That's when I remembered what John had said and stepped out, grabbed my razor, and then got back in. As I shaved myself, I became as hard as I've ever been. Once I removed all of my pubic hair, I started to masturbate. The thoughts in my head went from Billy sucking my cock, to me sucking his cock. I fantasized about me on my knees before him, sucking his cock while John watched. As I came, I fantasized about his cum filling my mouth. What was I becoming? The week went by uneventfully. John never once brought up the subject of Billy and I, so I didn't either. Thursday rolled around and John and Billy were in the kitchen when I got home from work. "We're headed to a new club that's opening tonight. You want to come along," John asked me as I sat down. "I don't think so," I said. "I've had a long day and what I really want to do is get high, eat something, and veg." Both Billy and John wouldn't take no for an answer. We got high and headed for the club. It was pretty crowded, the music was good and there were lots of our friends there. We stayed for a while and since I had to get up for work in the morning, I headed home. I was home for about 5 minutes when the door flew open and in walked John and about 8 other people. "Dammit, John," I said. "I have to work tomorrow!" My Gay Roomie "Oh don't be such a pussy," he said. "We'll be quiet." But of course, they weren't. I knew that there was no way I was going to get any sleep with a house full of people, so I resigned myself to partying a while. We passed the bong around a while and drank the rest of the beer we had. Eventually, the party moved to the balcony. Rules being rules, we all stripped. 9 guys all running around naked, some in the tub, but most just standing there talking. There was nowhere to hide my erection, so I just pretended that I didn't care. One of the guys, Curt, said "Chris, are you always hard or something?" "I can't help it," I said. "When I get high, it just happens." He reached out and took it in his hand. I stepped back and told him to stop. "Oh look everyone," Curt said. "Chris is shy!" "Fuck this," I said and turned to the door, my face flushing with embarrassment. I made my way to my bedroom and closed the door. I was getting into bed when there was a quiet knock at my door. It opened before I could say anything and Curt entered. He leaned back against the door, naked, looking at me, also naked. "Hi," he said. "Hi, Curt," I said. "What are you doing here?" "Well," he said. "Billy told me all about you. I'm here to help you sleep." "How are you going to do that?" I asked, but was pretty sure of the answer. He walked toward me. "Well, when I guy cums, he usually falls right asleep. So, I'm here to make you cum." He stopped right before me and took my swollen member in his hand. He began to stroke me. "Would that help you sleep, Chris?" "Wouldn't hurt," I replied and smiled. Fuck it, I thought. I was high and horny as fuck, so if this guy wanted to suck my cock for me, why shouldn't I let him? He moved closer and kissed my neck. Then he slowly kissed his way down my abdomen and got down on his knees. He took my cock in his mouth and started sucking me. After a few seconds, he sat back onto his hips and looked up at me. He released my cock and started to stroke his as I watched him. He smiled. "Billy told me you liked it when he played with your ass. Have you ever had anyone lick your asshole before?" "No," I told him. He smiled broader and said "Turn around and get on the bed. On all fours." I did as I was told and looked over my shoulder at him. "Like this?" I smiled at him and shook my ass for him. I actually was enjoying the fact that someone wanted to fuck me and I wasn't going to let him. He looked at me a long while and said "Just like that. Just the way I like a guy." I lowered my head to the bed and laughed. I watched him climb onto the bed through my legs. I felt his hands rubbing my ass. "You have a great ass. I'd really like to fuck this sometime." He massaged my ass cheeks for a time. "Maybe one day you'll let me. I bet you'll love it." He continued to massage my ass cheeks and I began to move my hips for him. He would occasionally slip his fingers down my crack and run his fingers across my anus and then tease my scrotum. "Yes, I think so. One day you'll let me." My eyes were closed and I pictured what was happening in my mind. He continued to massage my ass as I slowly swayed under him. "Lower your head to the bed and reach back with your hands and spread your butt cheeks for me," he commanded. I complied. It felt liberating to be exposed to someone else like that. I felt him blowing on my asshole. It sent tingles up my spine. Then I felt his tongue lightly touch my ring. I jumped when I felt it. "Does that feel good?" he asked. "Fuck yes," I breathed. He continued to rim me, running his tongue over my anus and then down to my balls. He reached up and pulled my erect cock and pointed it down to the bed. Then he'd lick the length of my cock, run his tongue around my balls, then slowly continue up to my asshole. When his tongue would reach my hole, he'd lightly stroke my cock. Like he was milking me. Then I felt him push his tongue into me. I let out a light moan as he did so and shuttered involuntarily. "Ooooo," he cooed at me. "He likes that." Then he started to lick my balls again and start his transit up to my waiting ring. "Please don't stop," I begged him. My hips moving for him, my moans coming louder, and my body responding to everything he did to it. The feeling of his tongue worming its way around my sensitive asshole and his stroking my cock was something indescribable. I continued to move my hips and moan loudly as he continued. He pulled his face from my ass. "Are you going to cum for me?" he asked and returned his tongue to my waiting asshole, pushing in again. It sent me over the edge. "God, I'm gonna cum!" I cried. I felt his other hand at the head of my cock as he continued to stroke and lick me. I felt the cum spraying from my cock into his waiting hand. When I was done, he pulled his face from my ass and told me to lay down. I felt him smear my cum into the crack of my ass. "I know you won't let me fuck you, but can I rub my cock on your ass? I let you cum. Why don't you let me?" "Go ahead," I breathed, still recovering. "Just no penetration, please." "Spread your legs wide for me," he said. I felt him climb into position on my back side. Then I felt him spit into the crack of my ass and his cock slide between my butt cheeks. His hands were on either side of my shoulders and I felt him start to pump his hips and slide his cock up and down the length of my crack. "Lift up your hips a little," he told me. I complied. "That's it. Just move with me," he said as he continued to slide his cock up and down the crack of my ass. "You've got a hot ass. Does that feel good?" I wasn't lying when I said it did. It really was an enjoyable feeling of his cock sliding between my cheeks. I moved my hips under him as he "fucked" me. It was like I was unconsciously moving under him to allow him access to my asshole. I began to breathe heavily. That heavy breathing soon turned into moaning. As we moved together, I could feel him come close to direct contact with my ring, but I chalked it up to an accident. When he did, shivers ran through my body. I felt exhilarated like never before. I could feel him breathing as he slipped his cock so-very-close to my waiting hole, and then pull away. Another shiver shot through me and I gasped. Then I felt him reach back with one hand and aim his cock right at my hole. He began to rub the head of his cock over my asshole. I moved my hips under him as he rubbed my sweet spot with his hardness. Then I felt him start to push. I dropped my hips and raised up my head to look back at him. "Please, don't," I said. He pulled back. "Sorry," he said. "I thought by the way you were moving you wanted me to." "No," I said. "No penetration." "Ok," he said and started to slide his cock into my cheeks again. Once he started, I raised my hips off the mattress for him once again. I lowered my head to the bed and relaxed. As he did before, he had his hands by my shoulders and just pumped his hips into me. Again, I started move under him and moan. I felt him lower his head so his mouth was on top of my right ear. He licked it. "You like that, huh?" he asked. "Fuck," I said. "I've never felt anything like this! " "It only gets better," he whispered into my ear. "Keep moving your ass with me. That's it. Just relax." I could feel his heaving breathing in my ear as his paced quickened. "I'm gonna cum," he breathed. I felt his cock spasm between my cheeks and the first shot of his seed splashed onto my back. He reached back and I felt him and jerk his cock, spraying the rest of his load directly into the crack of my ass. He sat back and breathed. I opened my eyes and looked back at him. "You're covered in it," he said. I could feel the warmth of his cum all over my back and ass. "Thanks," he said as he got up. He turned at the door just in time to see me rubbing his cum around my ass. I smiled at him. "Thank you," I said as he left. I climbed under the covers, turned out the light and went to sleep without even bothering to clean myself up. The following morning, I woke up early, cleaned up and headed to work. My day was spent with thoughts about last night. What the hell was I doing? Why was I even playing around like this? Half of me kept saying "This is just wrong. You have to stop it before you do something you'll really regret." But the other half of me said in return "It's not wrong. It feels good. You should have been doing this more often long ago." Another problem was that I was fully hard all day long with thoughts of last night. That made the "It feels good, do it!" argument the more convincing of the two. Over the next week, John really didn't say much about Curt and I basically having sex. I thought for sure I was going to get a huge ration of shit because I knew that the minute he left my room that night, Curt was bragging to everyone else that he'd just dumped big patch across my back. But, John really didn't say much. He brought it up a few times, sure, but when he saw that I really wasn't embarrassed about it, he just let it go. At work all week, I was teamed up with a co-worker named Janet. She was very flirty and had a great body. I badly wanted to bang her and I thought this might be my chance. We finished the project we were assigned and our boss loved it. He was so happy, he gave us both Friday off with pay. Janet jumped into my arms and hugged me hard and then kissed me on the lips after the boss had told us. She then pushed me into the restroom and kissed me again, hard. I'd been dreaming of this for a while so my cock sprang to life immediately. Janet's hips were on mine, grinding, so I know she felt my hardness through my suit pants. Suddenly, she pulled away and stepped back. "I'm so sorry," she said, he hands up to her face. "I can't. I want to, but I can't." "What's wrong," I asked. "My girlfriend would kill me," she said. "I'm sorry but I can't" and she turned and left me standing there. To no one in particular, I shouted "Jesus Christ! Is everyone gay in this town?" I went back to my desk and tried to get some work done but couldn't concentrate on anything. I was incredibly sexually frustrated, I couldn't get laid to save my life, and the only sex I was likely to get any time soon was from a guy. The remainder of the day went by slowly as I really couldn't concentrate on much. My thoughts were quite simply this: I could stay straight, keep trying to meet women, and be celibate. Or, I could switch over to gay and have sex every night. I definitely was attracted to women more than men, but the guys I was dealing with here weren't bad at all. John, Curt, and Billy were the three that I'd had the most interaction with and from what I'd already seen, and they were all "doable," as someone once told me I was. My biggest problem was that, at some point, I was going to have to either give someone a blowjob or let someone fuck my ass. The only two times I'd been with a guy (I didn't count it as sex since I didn't get either of them off, except I did the last time but that didn't count, really), I really enjoyed the ass-play that I'd received. So, I figured that letting one of them slide his dick in me would probably be ok. I wasn't sure about blowing someone though. I mulled it over while pretending to work for a while, and when I looked up at the clock, it was 30 minutes past quitting time. I took my time getting home and stopped by for a beer a dive bar not far away. One beer turned to two and then I paid up and headed to the grocery store. I didn't have a shopping list or anything, so I was in the store for a long time, retracing steps to get what I thought I needed. In one isle, there was a short woman trying to reach something off the top shelf. I approached her, asked if I could help and then got her item off the top shelf. As I handed it to her, I noticed that she was very attractive and had a great rack. So, I took a chance and chatted her up a little. Maybe I rushed things, but I asked her out for a drink not 60 seconds into our conversation. Her answer? "Get lost, creep," and she turned and walked away. Well, that just made things a little easier, didn't it? I finished up at the store and stopped by my dealer and bought a half-ounce of the finest kind he had. When I got home, the sun was just setting. I unpacked my groceries, loaded the beer in to the fridge, and was putting the empty bags into the trash when I heard John walk into the kitchen. "There you are! I was getting worried about you," he said. I turned and just shook my head when I saw him. Of course, he was standing there stark naked. "What? We're just forgoing the clothes anywhere in the house now?" "Maybe, but I was just upstairs. Where have you been?" he asked me. "Well," I said, "I went to the store and bought some things, then I stopped by my guy and bought a half-ounce because my boss gave me tomorrow off and I feel like celebrating!" I turned to the fridge and pulled out two beers and handed him one. We opened them up, said "Cheers" and I took a long pull from mine. I reached into my pocket, pulled out the pot I'd just bought, and handed it to John. "Here," I said. "Check this out." John took it from my hand and smelled it. "Good stuff?" he asked. "So I'm told," I responded. "I say we should try it out." "Cool!," he said. "Grab me two more beers and come upstairs with us." "Us?" I asked. "Yea, Curt and Billy are upstairs," he said. Of course they are, I thought as I got him two beers and handed them over. "I'll be up in a minute," I told him. He turned and left and I couldn't help but watch his butt as he walked away. He looked over his shoulder and caught me looking. As he got to the stairs, he stopped and said "Hurry up, will ya? You're missing all the fun!" I took another long pull of my beer and thought one last time about the road I was headed down. After a few seconds, I came to the conclusion that would change my life forever. I knew that if I went upstairs and got naked, there was no turning back. I polished off the beer I had and retrieved the small igloo cooler from the garage. As I was filling the cooler full of beer and ice, I smiled wide and bright. As I climbed the stairs, I had the strangest thought that this was going to be a lot of fun. Then I laughed as I walked out on the patio. The three of them were in the hot tub, Curt sitting on the edge facing me. They had obviously been doing something naughty that I'd interrupted because they all stopped when I walked out and had very guilty looks on their faces. I put the cooler down and asked "What did I miss?" The sky was getting darker by the second and the patio was illuminated by a few candles that were scattered around, but they gave off enough light to see clear enough. "Oh, we were just talking about you, " Curt said. "John said you're in a mood to celebrate. Are you joining us out here?" "In a second," I said as I turned and headed back inside to my room. Before the patio door closed, I could hear them laughing. It made me smile. I took off my work clothes and was about to pull a shirt over my head when I realized what I was doing. What the hell am I getting dressed for? I kicked off my underwear and headed back to the patio naked. I opened up the cooler and grabbed four beers and got in the hot tub. All three of them watched me from the moment I'd walked out. The outside air was calm and the temperature was perfect. "What?" I asked as I handed out the beers. "Oh, nothing," John said. We clinked glasses and drank and laughed and drank some more. Then John pulled out the pipe and lit it up. "Here we go," I thought as I took a long toke off the pipe. I knew what getting high would do to me, but I wasn't as scared as I thought I'd be. As the pot washed over me, I was calm and cool and actually looking forward to starting my adventure. Not to mention that my cock started to harden the minute I blew out the smoke, just like always. We sat in silence a while and relaxed. I went to take a pull from my beer, but it was empty. I started to get up and said "Anyone else need one?" They all did. I climbed out and as I returned with the beers, Curt said "Jesus, Chris! Again?" That brought the other two back to life and they all stared at my erection as I climbed back into the pool. "I can't help it, " I said. "Evert time I get high, it just makes me horny" "Come to think of it," John said, "We were all high the night you let Billy blow you. And I think you were high when you and Curt were together." "Yea," I admitted. "I was pretty high both of those nights." Just like tonight, I thought to myself. "I wonder if it's my turn tonight," he said with a sly smile on his face. I smiled back and we clinked beers. Curt laughed and said "He likes anal, John. Right up your alley." "You do?" John asked me. "Well," I said and I could feel my face blushing as I did. "I've never tried anything except the two times. But, I can say I enjoyed what I've seen so far." Curt laughed and said "You were moaning so loud, I was sure that the neighbors could hear it! You were moving your hips, practically begging me to slide it in." "I can't help it. It feels good," I said meekly. John slid over close to me and said "Don't be embarrassed" as I watched his hand slide under the bubbly water. I felt his hand on my right thigh and then slide directly over to my balls. I turned to look at him and he didn't even acknowledge what he was doing. But he kept lightly touching my scrotum. "We should use the beads on him," Billy said, laughing. "Hell yes!" Curt agreed. John looked at me and smiled as he continued to play with my balls under the water. "I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?" "What are beads?" I asked. Billy slid closer to me on my left and Curt slid into the water across from me. I then felt another hand on me and then Curt's foot slid under my balls. I let out a soft moan and closed my eyes. "Anal beads," John said, "are these little beads about the size of a grape that are on a string. I put them into your ass one by one and then I pull them out slowly." Billy leaned into me and whispered into my ear "You'll love it." Then he licked my ear. "Would you like to try it?" "Why not?" I said and opened my eyes again. All three of them were smiling at me. "Let's go to my room," John said and he got up. All four us toweled off and went into John's room. It always made me laugh when I went into his room because of his bed. He had a king-sized water bed with a mirrored headboard. I always thought it was the cheesiest thing I'd ever seen. I stopped when I walked into the room behind them. "Listen," I said. "I've never done this before so don't start thinking that this is going to be a gang-bang where everyone gets a turn, OK? " "Sure," John said as he stopped by his nightstand. "We're just going to play with you a bit and see how it goes, right guys" They both agreed. I looked them all over. Everyone, including me, was hard. I walked over to the bed side and turned around. "Were do you want me?" I asked. John told me to get on the bed, facing the headboard, on all fours. The bed's waves increased as Billy popped in besides me, laying on his side with his head propped up on his hand, watching me. I watched as John opened his nightstand and pulled out the string of beads. They were stainless steel on a white string. There were six of them with a ring on the other end. He pulled out a tube of lube and a penis shaped vibrator, about 6 inches long. He tossed the vibrator on the bed by my knee and opened the lube. I watched as he put a large drop on his fingers. The coolness of the lube as he smeared it on my anus made me jump. "Cold?" he asked. My Gay Roomie "Yea," I said," But it's ok." I turned forward and could see him in the mirror. Curt was next to him and I could feel his hands rubbing my butt cheeks. John smeared the lube on my anus and slowly rubbed my sensitive ring with his fingers. Then he added more lube and smeared it around some more. Then he slowly pushed a finger into me. I closed my eyes and moaned softly. "Does that feel good?" he asked. "Yes," was all I could say. Billy reached under me and started to slowly stroke my cock. "I told you you'd like it," he said. John moved his finger around in my ass and said "Don't let him cum yet, Billy." Then he started to finger-fuck me. "I don't want him to cum just yet." John pulled his finger from my ass and I looked up at the mirror again. I watched as Curt handed the beads to him and I could feel the coolness of the metal ball at my opening. He pushed it in slowly. I could feel it slide in with a little difficulty. "Concentrate on relaxing, Chris. Just relax and let me put them in." I did my best to do just that as he slowly pushed the second one in. It felt like it went in smoother this time. Billy moved from stroking my aching cock to lightly rubbing my balls. John slid the remainder of the beads into me. I could feel a mass inside me, like there was a big shit wanting to come out. "Now, we'll pull them out slowly," he said. I could feel him start to pull slightly as another finger (Curt's?) lightly traced around my anus. I could feel the bead start to slide out. Slowly, it moved out. It sent shivers down my spine as it did so. As it exited my anus, I shuddered. "Holy shit," I breathed and turned to Billy. He smiled at me and said "I told you!" He continued to toy with my balls as I felt the next bead begin its journey outbound. I lowered my head to the bed as it slowly slid out. John kept it right at my opening and I shook my hips slightly. He pulled it the remainder of the way out. He did this again and again until the last bead popped out. "How was that?" John asked. I still had my head on the bed and I looked up at him in the mirror as I said "Fucking awesome!" Then I noticed something that I hadn't before. I could see the top of Curt's head bobbing up and down on John's cock. John smiled at me in the mirror, grabbed the vibrator and applied some lube to it. He twisted the bottom and I thought I could hear it begin to vibrate. The next thing I felt was it against my anus. "Oh, God," I said and closed my eyes and jumped a little as it touched me for the first time. John just rubbed the vibrator over my anus and I began to move my hips with him to keep it on my sweet spot. "I told you you'd like it," Billy said. I turned my head and looked at him. I smiled. "Can you see Curt in the mirror?" he asked. I looked back up at the mirror. "Yea," I breathed. John then pushed the vibrator into me. "Oh...Uh..." was all I could say. Wave after wave of pleasure filled me as the vibrator worked its magic. Billy whispered into my ear: "He's getting him ready for you. Do you want that?" I opened my eyes as I felt John slowly begin to fuck me with the vibrator. I could see Curt bobbing his head up and down on Johns cock as John moved the vibrator in and out of my asshole. Billy continued to whisper into my ear, so close I could feel his breath. "He's going to make the cock nice and hard for you. Are you going to let him fuck you?" I continued to watch in the mirror. John looked up at me as I continued to watch Curt suck his cock. Billy asked again. "Are you, Chris?" "Yes," I said sheepishly. "You're really going to let him fuck you?" he asked. John was watching me watch him. He pulled the vibrator out of my ass only until the tip was inside me. I looked into his eyes in the mirror. "Put it in me," I said. He pulled the vibrator from my ass and Curt pulled off his cock. Curt got up without a word and retrieved a condom from the nightstand. He opened the package and as he rolled it onto John's cock, Billy whispered into my ear "Is that what you want? Do you want him to put his cock into your ass?" I watched in the mirror like I was watching it play out on a television. It almost felt like it was all happening to someone else. Curt had rolled the condom onto John's cock and was now applying lube. John looked up at me again. "You ready?" he asked. I turned from the mirror and looked back over my shoulder at him. "Give it to me," I said. "You heard him. Give it to him," Billy said. Then he wiggled under me. John slapped his erection against my ass twice. I wiggled my hips for him in response and faced the mirror. He looked up at the mirror and smiled at me. Curt spread my ass cheeks for him and John put the head of his cock at my opening. Just as he began to push into me, I felt Billy's mouth on my cock. John continued to push gently as he entered me. I let out a load moan and closed my eyes. Billy continued to suck my cock as I felt the length of John's cock slide into me and then he stopped. "How's that?" John asked me. I opened my eyes and looked at him in the mirror. Curt had moved behind John and was kissing his neck and rubbing his nipples. "Good," I told him in the mirror. "Just go slow." "I will.I want this to last." He began to move his hips and feed he cock into my ass. Billy's attention on my cock never wavered. I knew that I was going to cum soon, but I wanted this to last. I was in complete heaven. The thought of me letting another man use me for his pleasure was invigorating. I kept my eyes open and watched the action in the mirror. I watched as Curt and John kissed. When they broke their kiss, Curt looked at me. "How's that feel?" Curt asked me. "Awesome," I said. "I'm getting close, though." John started to move faster now. I could feel his hips hitting my ass as he pumped his cock into me. I thought that there would be more pain, but there wasn't at all. It felt fantastic. "Yea?" John asked me. "You're going to cum for me? " "Yea,"I said as I began to move with him, allowing my ass to coax him to cum in me. "Give it to me," I told him. "Fuck him good, John. He loves it," Curt told him. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP! I could hear John plowing into me now. I continued to watch him. He looked down and watched his cock fuck me. Over and over again, he fucked me harder and faster. Billy was still sucking my cock and that combination of a cock sliding in and out of my ass and his mouth on my cock sent me over the edge. The orgasms hit me like a ton of bricks and I didn't even have time to warn Billy I was coming. As I began to shoot my load into his mouth, I managed to squeak out "Oh, God!" With every squirt of cum into Billy's mouth, I felt my ass squeeze down on John's cock. "Fuck! I can feel you cumming!" John said. "Your ass is so tight!" I continued to move with him as Billy climbed out from under me. He moved up to my head and took it in both hands. Then he kissed me. I felt my cum slide from his mouth to mine as our tongues danced. When he broke away, I swallowed my own cum and then smiled at him. "How was that?" Billy asked me. "Oh, God," I said. "Is he fucking you good?" Billy asked me. "Fuck yea," I replied. "I knew you'd love it. You're going to make him cum, aren't you?" "God, yes," I hissed at him. Then I looked back at John over my shoulder. "Are you going to cum for me, John? Are you going to cum in my ass?" He looked up at me and smiled. "Cum in me," I told him again. Then I started to buck my hips back into him harder. "I want to feel you cum in me" I told him again. Just three or four more strokes was all he needed and then he suddenly stopped. I felt his cock twitch in my ass as he filled the condom with his cum. Then he slowly pulled out of me. I laid on the bed and rolled over to see him. Curt moved around the front of John and removed the condom and threw it toward the trash can in the corner. He missed. Then he bent down and took John's cock in his mouth and then cleaned what little cum was left on John's cock. "Fuck, that was good. It was exactly what I needed," I breathed. John laughed. "Well, you're not done yet, are you?" "What do you mean?" I asked. "Billy and Curt haven't cum yet. Billy made you cum the other day, so it's only fair that you return the favor." "I said this wasn't going to be a gang-bang for the new guy, John." I told him. Curt lifted off John's cock and laid down on the bed on his back. "My turn, John," Curt told him. John moved around between his legs and took Curt's swollen member in his hand. I watched intently as he stroked him. John looked over at me and said "You really should try it," then he took Curt into his mouth. I watched for a few seconds and then I looked over at Billy. He smiled at me. "What do you want me to do, Billy?" He god up on his knees and came over to me, his cock about a foot from my face. "Suck my cock for me," he told me. I reached up and took his erection in my hand. The head was purple and leaking pre-cum. I squeezed the base and drew my hand up to the head. I marveled as a large amount of clear liquid came flowing out. I looked up at him and thought "Fuck it," then I moved forward and licked the pre-cum from his cock. It didn't have much of a taste, but there was a faint flavor of cum there. I kissed the tip again, closed my eyes, and then opened my mouth to let him in. I began to slowly stroke his base while I concentrated on his cock head. I'd kiss it, then lick it, then open my mouth to let it slide in. Once in my mouth, I swirled my tongue around, then took a little more of him into my mouth. I'd gotten plenty of head before, but being on the giving end was a completely new experience for me. I continued doing what I was doing until he pulled back and laid down on the bed. I opened my eyes to see what he was doing, but he didn't say anything. He just was propped up on his elbows, watching me. I moved forward, laid down between his legs and then licked the length of his cock as it lay on his stomach. I used my hand to lift it upright then licked the head. I stroked him harder this time while I worked the head with my mouth. After a time, I felt his hips move below me. I jerked him faster and harder and continued to toy with his cock head. Soon, I heard him tell me it was time. I kept my mouth over his cock head as the first shot of semen hit the back of my mouth. I felt his cock jump as each spurt filled my mouth. Then I loosened the grip my mouth had on his cock, but kept stroking him. The result was that his cum began to flow from my mouth and down his cock, making puddles on my hand and fingers. When he was done, I pulled it from my mouth completely and released it. My hand was covered in his cum and I could taste it in my mouth, like my mouth was coated in it. I looked up at him and he smiled. "Good job," he said. I licked a little of it off my hand, then wiped the rest on John's sheets. Then I stood up and walked toward the door, wiping my mouth with the back of my clean hand. "Where are you going," Billy asked? "I need a shower. I'm done for the night. Thanks, but I'm headed to bed." The next day, I got up early and took a run. I'd planned to do five miles and as I started off, my mind drifted to the previous night's events. I was officially gay now, or at least bi-sexual. I still loved and enjoyed women, but having a gay roommate made things a little easier on my sexual opportunities. I continued to run and let my mind wander. I had at least a semi-erection for at least part of my run. I ran and ran and ran, never really tiring. I had an incredible amount of energy and so I just kept going. At one point, I looked down at my watch and it was just past 11. I'd been running for over 90 minutes. At that point, I slowed to a jog for a little while, and then walked the final mile home. In all, I'd gone at least 10 miles. When I returned home, John was downstairs in the kitchen in his bathrobe. "Billy and Curt head home?" I asked as I got a long drink of water. "Yea, they just left. How was your run?" he asked. "Good. What's on your agenda for today?" I asked. "Nada. Just hanging out. You?" "Well," I said as I finished my water. "I'm going to take a shower and get something to eat. Then I'm going to get high and get some sun up on the balcony." I walked over to him and lightly grabbed his crotch. "You are welcome to join me if you'd like." He smiled at me and I walked past him to the stairs. I took my shower, shaved, and dried off. By now, it was closing in on noon. The sun was hot and it was going to be a glorious day. In more ways than one, I'd hoped. I walked out on to the balcony and John was already there, sunbathing nude. His body was glistening with suntan oil. On the table between the two lounge chairs, there was the suntan oil, two beers, the bong and lighter, and a condom. Good. He came prepared. I took the bong hit and let the pot wash over me. God, I love that feeling. John was just lying there with his eyes closed, his cock semi-hard against his stomach. Mine became hard just watching him. I covered myself in the oil and laid down next to him in the other lounge chair. We were silent for some time, until he asked "Well, did you have fun last night?" "Fuck," I said. "That was really good. Is it always like that?" "Yep," he said. "Welcome to the dark side." I opened my eyes and looked at him. He had his beer in his hand and was holding it out to me. I picked up mine and we clinked and cheered. "It didn't hurt? Even a little?" he asked me. I turned on to my side to see him as we talked. My cock fully erect now. "Not really. There was a little twinge of pain as you pushed into me. But I think that the vibrator kinda stretched me out a little, you know? Like it was a warm up or something." "You're lucky. It stings whenever I've tried it," he told me. "That's why I've concentrated on my blowjob technique. I figure I should at least be good at that." He was just laying there with his eyes closed. He cock was hard like mine. "Billy said you were good for a first timer. But you'll get better with practice." "Practice makes perfect, so I'm told. You'll have to teach me since you're so good at it. Or, so you've said. I'll believe it when I see it," I said with a wry smile. John opened up one eye and smiled at me. I continued to look him over and I couldn't help but touch myself as I did. He closed his eyes and said "I will." We were silent again for a little while. I laid back down and enjoyed the sun baking my front until he told me to turn over and he'd apply more oil to my back. I smiled and complied. I heard him get up and then I felt him pour the oil onto my back. He spread it around my back and knead it in, massaging me as he did. It felt wonderful. He continued down to my lower back, then skipped over my ass and applied the oil to both my legs. I spread my legs slightly for him, hoping he'd take the hint. He did. I felt him pour a rather large quantity of the oil onto my ass. I could feel the oil running down the crack of my ass and onto my swollen balls. I spread my legs further. He massaged the oil onto my glutes and I could feel him slip his hand down my crack. He'd swirl his finger around my anus, then slide down to my balls and massage them. "I could feel you cumming last night when I was fucking you. It felt like your ass was clamping down on my dick. Could you feel me cumming when I did?" he asked. "Oh, yea," I told him. "I could feel your cock spurting in me. It felt like you came a lot." "No doubt," he said as he continued to toy with my anus and balls. My legs were spread wide to allow him access. "I think you're pretty rare when it comes to anal. I've never met anyone who took to it as quickly as you seem to. But I do think that you're at the point right now that if I let you cum before I was in you, you'd not want to anymore. " I smiled. I was glad I was able to give John pleasure. "I do like it. I'm glad that you were my first. " I felt him lean into me and he whispered into my ear "Me too. Let's go inside." Then he got up off me. I turned and looked over my shoulder at him. His cock was hard and pointing at the sky. "Why not here? No one can see," I said. "It's more fun on the water bed. Besides, no one can hear us inside." Good point, I thought and I got up and followed him inside. I watched his ass move as we walked to his room. My cock was swollen to where it was almost painful. I knew I was going to cum quickly when I did. John closed the door behind us and I turned around at the bed. "You want to do me from behind again?" I asked as I climbed onto the bed and smiled at him. The waves made a sloshing sound as I did. "Not yet," he said. I pointed to the floor in front of him. "I want you right here first." I got back up quickly and got down on my knees before him. "Just take your time. Slowly work the shaft with your hand as you suck on the tip. Use a twisting motion with your hand. Use a lot of spit and as you suck, try to get more and more of it into your mouth." I moved my tongue and conjured as much saliva into my mouth as I could. I moved forward and took his cock in my hand and pointed it at my mouth. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and slid his cock onto my tongue as I started to move my hand like he'd told me to. I sucked hard at his tip and stroked with a twisting motion. As my hand neared my mouth, I'd follow it down his length. He wasn't that big, maybe 6 inches long and not that thick around. I was sure my cock was at least an inch bigger and thicker. I concentrated on taking more and more of his cock into my mouth. Soon, I wasn't able to stroke him any longer as I had the majority of his cock in my mouth. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He was watching intently. I pulled back on his cock until the tip was at my lips, sucking as hard as I could, and let it slide out with a "pop." "Like that?" I asked. "Very good," he said. "That's enough for now. Get up on the bed." I climbed up on the bed and got on all fours. "I like the mirrors, by the way," I told him. "Yea?" he asked as he opened his nightstand and took out a condom and lube. "You like to watch yourself?" "Yea," I said as I smiled at him. "It's like a porno." He rolled the condom on and applied lube to it. "Turn the other way then. So you can see it from the side." I turned like he'd said and looked in the mirror. My ass was toward him and I could see him stroking his cock to smear the lube around as he watched me. But, I was too close to the mirror, so I shifted over toward the foot of the bed. There, I had a better view. "Ok?" he asked as he climbed onto the bed behind me. Butterflies were fiying in my stomach and I said "Yea. Do it." He got into position and slapped his cock onto my ass a couple times, like he did last night. Then I felt him put the head at my opening and slide it around. I moved my hips with him as he did. Then he started to push. In the mirror, I could see John holding his cock at the base, but I couldn't see much more. But I felt him enter me. He released his hand and I could see just the base of his cock disappear into me and his hips touch my ass as he moved his hips, fucking me. "Fuck yea," I said into the mirror. I shifted my gaze to my face as he started to pump into me. I watched as he put his right hand in the middle of my back and let his left arm fall to his side. I could see a little bit of his dick every time he pulled back. He looked up at me and asked "Can you see?" I continued to look in the mirror at him. "A little." "You want to try and get a better view?" he asked, but didn't stop fucking me. He was going slow and gentle. It felt fantastic. My Gay Roomie "How?" I panted. He pulled out of me and lay down with his head at the top of the bed, just below the mirror. "You get on top and see if you can see yourself." He shifted over toward the center of the bed and I stood up over him. His head was just below the level of the mirror. This might work. I straddled his hips as he pointed his cock in the air. I squatted down over him, leaned forward and put one hand on the mirror as I took his cock in the other hand. John moved his hands behind his head and just looked up at me. I aimed him at my hole and continued to lower myself until he was just at the opening. I released his cock and put my other hand on the mirror and slowly pushed down. I watched as his dick disappeared into me. This was so hot! My mouth opened as a low "ohhhhhhh" escaped me. I could see him looking up at me as I watched in the mirror. Once he was all the way in, I shifted onto my knees and moved my hands to his chest. Then I started to buck onto him. I went faster and faster and could feel my erection slapping onto my stomach. "How's that?" he asked. "Can you see?" I was starting to work up a sweat as I fucked him fast and hard. My mouth was still making the "oh" face and I looked down at him and smiled. I closed my eyes and threw my head back. "Fuck!" I yelled as loud as I could. I looked back down at him and he smiled. "Is this good for you?" I asked him. "I prefer to do the fucking myself. I usually can't cum like this," he said. I stopped and then rose up a little just so the tip of his cock was in me and leaned back, my arms supporting my torso. "Here, try thrusting your hips into me." I looked back into the mirror as he started to drive his hips into me. I had an awesome view of his cock sliding in and out of my ass. I was staring into the mirror watching when he suddenly stopped. "No," he said. "This isn't working for me." I climbed off him. I sat on the bed and said "How can I make you cum, then?" I really wanted him to. Not just so that I knew I'd get to cum when he was finished, but out of pride in a job well done. He rolled over and pushed me back onto my back. He grabbed two pillows and had me put them under the small of my back which lifted my hips off the bed slightly. I spread my legs wide and John moved into position between them. I watched him reach down and rub his cock at my opening. "Is this better?" I asked him. "We'll see," he said as he pushed into me. 'Challenge accepted!' I thought to myself and started to move with him. He thrusts caused me to slip on the pillow a little and so I grabbed two handfuls of sheets to hold on to, then I wrapped my legs around him as best I could John just looked down, watching his cock slide in and out of me. As I squeezed my legs around him, he reached back and grabbed my ankles, one in each hand. He brought my legs to in front of his chest, then spread my legs wide. My head was lower than my hips by a little, so I could see my cock clearly. I was leaking pre-cum all over my stomach. I reached up swiped a finger full of it and brought it to my lips. John saw me do it and smiled at me. This gave me an idea. "Is that good? Are you going to cum for me like this?" I asked him. He continued his assault on me. He was still being gentle with me, or so I thought. "That's it," I told him. "Fuck me. Fuck me good. Are you gonna cum for me?" He looked up at me. I looked right into his eyes and said "I want you to cum in my mouth. Will you? Cum in my mouth, please?" Quickly, he pulled out of me and moved around to my right side. He removed the condom from his cock and I quickly put him in my mouth. I bobbed my head on his cock, taking as much of at a time as I could, sucking as hard as I could. In just a few seconds, he told me he was cumming. True to form, his cock erupted into my mouth, filling it with his semen. I swallowed as quickly as I could, but he was cumming too fast. I gagged a little and pulled off him. I looked up at him as a large trail of cum escaped my lips and ran down my chin. I used my hand to wipe it up and put it back in my mouth. When I'd swallowed it all, I coughed a little. "Jesus, John," I exclaimed. "That was a lot!" He laughed and said "Well, you deserved it." I laid back and looked up at the ceiling. I felt him touch my swollen cock. "Let me take care of you now," he told me. "Stand up." I got up and stood by the bed. He moved over and sat on the edge and immediately went to work on my blow job. He wasn't lying. He was very good at giving head. Better than any woman I'd ever had. He teased my head for a while and just as I was getting close, he pulled off me. "Here," he said as he grabbed both my hands and put them on either side of his head. "Fuck my mouth." I did as directed and moved his head to fuck his face. I was moving my hips now, giving him my length. As I got close again, he tried to pull back but I held firm. When there was no turning back, I pushed in as far as I could and held his head in place as I dumped my load down his throat. When I released his head and stepped back. He coughed and said "Yea, I guess I deserved that." This is how we started. We lived together for four years until my job transferred me to San Francisco. In those four years, I didn't have sex with a single woman. But John and I sure had a lot of sex. On rare occasions, we'd invite a friend along for some fun. But more times than not, it was just John and I. I look back on those days very fondly.