Housemate Lends a Hand
Chris, a second-year college student, lived in a dormitory at a major state university. He was around five feet ten inches tall and of average physique, having played basketball in high school and participated in pick-up and intramural sports.
Sexually, Chris was somewhat inexperienced. Although he had a couple of girlfriends during his high school days and one his freshman year, none of his relationships had advanced beyond oral sex. In recent months, he had found himself increasingly attracted to the sight of naked men in the dorm's communal showers. He had also grown much more fascinated by the male form, including that of his roommate, Ryan. This newfound curiosity made checks of Ryan's shower-taken state a part of his daily routine.
While Chris enjoyed straight pornography, he began to find himself more enticed by the cocks on display than by the pussies; he even found himself intentionally seeking out gay scenes when he masturbated. When he jerked off, he tried to return his focus to straight pornography just as he neared a climax, thinking this somehow made him "straight but curious."
Around six feet two inches tall and muscular, Ryan was more outgoing than Chris and had a steady girlfriend of two years, Jessie. A photograph of the couple at the beach, taken during Spring Break, hung above Chris's desk. The image featured Jessie wearing a revealing yellow bikini, her ample breasts taking center stage. Ryan, also without a shirt, displayed his tan, muscular arms and shoulders.
Fridays had been a painful day for Chris. Ryan would pack up to leave for the weekend, and Chris would focus on his upcoming solo ventures, dreading the prospect of a solitary weekend. "See you Sunday, man," Ryan said before leaving, and Chris dreaded what the two might experience when they saw each other again.
Lazing about one Friday afternoon as Ryan prepared to depart, Chris decided to take care of his sexual needs. He approached the wall featuring their photo, intending to commence rubbing himself against it. As he did so, Ryan reappeared in the room.
Panicked, Chris made a hurried attempt to cover his genitals, unsure of how Ryan would react. Ryan explained that he had forgotten a book and promptly exited the room, leaving Chris in a moment of pure mortification.
When Ryan returned on Sunday, he did so with a jovial air. "Hey man, how was the weekend?" he asked. Chris thought things over quickly and hoped that Ryan would not bring up the incident. "It was boring as usual. Working on this paper."
A short while later, Ryan came back into the dorm, commenting on the subpar food at the cafeteria. The pair sat quietly for some time before Ryan broke the silence. "So, um, about the other day," he said hesitantly, to which Chris jumped in to apologize. "I'm really sorry, man."
"Dude, it's not a problem," said Ryan. "To be honest, everyone beats off." With obvious relief, Chris breathed a sigh of relief, tentatively turning to face him.
Ryan then asked, "So, a, hey man. About the other day, I'm not gonna..."
"I'm really sorry," said Chris again, feeling relieved. "I wasn't staring at your girlfriend."
"Dude, it's not a big deal," Ryan replied. "So, she's hot, right? Jessie?"
Concerned at how his secret confession would be received by his roommate, Chris turned and said, "Yeah, she's pretty hot."
Ryan offered a minute of silence before asking again, "So she's hot right? Chris?"
Terrified that Ryan had figured out his attraction to men, Chris inquired, "How do you know I was looking at you?"
"What do you mean man?" demanded Ryan.
Chris whispered, "I don't know, Ryan, I've just been feeling...kinda different lately. Hell, I might as well say it. I was looking at you."
Perplexed, Ryan inquired, "Dude, you're gay or something?"
Chris felt overwhelmed. Talking about how he was feeling left him frazzled and confounded.
Ryan questioned him, "Have you ever tried anything with another guy?"
Chris responded, "Not once. I've not even had sexual relations with a girl."
To his astonishment, Ryan was more carefree and accepting than he had anticipated. "Back in our younger days, some friends and I would occasionally look at each other's private parts. We'd touch them, then eventually give each other oral because, at the time, we were too young to finish," Ryan explained.
Curious, Chris asked, "Were you enjoying that? What was that about?"
Ryan contemplated, "It was fun for us kids, but then we began dating girls and never did it again. It was nothing special. I'm not saying I care what you are."
Comforted, Chris confessed, "I'm relieved. I wish I'd tried something back then so I could understand what's going on with me. I've never even grafed any other dick - just my own."
The conversation shifted to a lighter tone. A few minutes later, Ryan muttered softly, "Shall we?"
Chris inquired, "What exactly are we doing?"
"I mean, if you're intrigued, and if you'd promise to keep it between us," Ryan offered.
"Alright, go on," Chris agreed.
Ryan stood up and removed his gym shorts. His semi-erect member peeked out in the desk lamps' illumination. Chris was suddenly erect yet incredibly anxious. Nervously, his hand rested on his knee.
"Stroke it," Ryan encouraged.
As his fear dwindled, Chris realized it was no big deal. Ryan's earlier revelation reassured him. If Ryan could explore this side of himself without liking it, then so could he. He reached out and touched the head, then skillfully grasped the shaft and began caressing it.
Pleased, Ryan added, "You can stroke it, too. Stroke it harder, up and down constantly."
Chris's right hand froze. Then, unexpectedly, Ryan peeled off his t-shirt, still erect.
Prompted, Chris mimicked Ryan, and removed his own shorts. Without anticipating Ryan's next move, he simply intended to expose himself. Nude, he gazed at Ryan's penis and his own.
Curious, Chris inquired, "Here's what? Touch it?"
"I mean me," Ryan clarified.
Finally, Chris nodded, wide-eyed.
Ryan stood and let his shorts drop, showing his entirely aroused body. Together, they sat on their chairs, their arousal evident.
Unable to understand the procedure, Chris asked, "How do we proceed?"
Ryan demonstrated, "Here," as he got up and stood in front of Chris.
Excited, Chris said, "So this is happening."
He stared at Ryan's penis, questioning the experience but couldn't hide the anticipation. Chris took it in his left hand while his right toyed with his own nuts.
Realizing it was a turn on, Ryan gave the go-ahead," Stroke it."
Chatty, Chris insisted, "I think I'm doing it now."
Nevertheless, he continued to stroke it, closer and closer to Ryan's crotch, until he was sitting right beside him.
Knowing the judged climate could lead to serious consequences, Ryan cautioned, "If you want, you can do it."
Ryan's response led to newfound confidence in Chris. If Ryan could explore this side of himself without consequences, then why couldn't he? Seizing this opportunity, he leaned forward, placed his lips on Ryan's cock, and grabbed it with his hand. Despite the awkwardness of oral sex, he bobbed his head, gripped the cock, and treated it as if it were this mysterious, immense, penis.
Ryansocking Chris caught his attention, "Oh God, you're doing it now!"
The situation seemed surreal to Chris. He slid deeper, quickening his pace.
Ryan wondered aloud, "Are you swallowing it?"
Aroused, Chris insisted, "Yes, shoot it in my mouth." Panting heavily, Chris gestured his intentions as he inhaled, moved up and down the shaft, and squeezed his hand tighter. Ryan's moans amped him up.
"Oh man, nearly there," Ryan moaned.
Chris enthusiastically inhaled again, this time faster, "I'm nearly there too."
"You're cumming!" concluded Ryan.
Impressed by how easily Ryan ejaculated, Chris already cummed. "Oh, your cumming too?!" His tone was incredulous.
Ryan doubled down, "Yes, here it is."
Both men climaxed, their bodies shaking in ecstasy, and their cocks finally releasing.
Chris halted his movements and continued sucking Ryan's dick, as stream after stream of warm spunk gushed into his mouth. "Wow man!" Ryan exclaimed as his climax ended, "That was incredible...I can't believe that was your first time. He sank back onto his bed, dick exposed and glistening with Chris's saliva and a small trace of leftover sperm.
"So, how are you feeling now?" Ryan inquired.
Chris inspected his own sperm-covered belly and upper thigh, then wiped his finger across his lips, collecting the remaining sperm, and replied, "Amazing!" The two lads chuckled.
"Sounds good to me, buddy" Ryan said, "I'll assist you any time you desire" he burst out laughing again.
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