Blown Off Course

"Hi, mind if I take the seat next to you," a deep voice asked.

Brianna twisted in her seat to let him by, and I stood. It was the guy from the shower the previous morning. "I'm Landon," he said, sitting and rifling through his backpack.

"This is Brianna," I said, "and I'm Morgan."

"Don't you live at Holeman Hall, 3^rd Floor. I saw you yesterday with your roommate," Landon said.

I nodded. The lecture started, and the professor reviewed the syllabus and what his expectations were. Brianna was taking notes, and Landon, seated to my left, was rubbing his hairy leg against mine. If I moved my leg, he would move his. It did feel nice, but I didn't want Brianna or anyone sitting around me to notice what Landon was doing. Quietly and quickly, I reached under his seat and pulled a few hairs on his thigh.

I'm sure he wanted to scream "ouch," but we were in the middle of a lecture. He gave me an evil eye, and I smiled, pushing my hairy leg back against his. "Was Landon just messing around, or was he seriously flirting with me?" I asked myself. "No, he's definitely flirting." I could tell by his sly wink.

And for God's sake, what was I thinking? Here I was sitting next to this hot chick, but all I can think about is the dude sitting on the other side of me rubbing my leg with his? Fuck, this was getting confusing. However, this was what college was about, getting to find yourself and experiment. The lecture ended, and the students began to file out of the vast auditorium. I was following Brianna, and Landon was following me.

I felt Landon's hand on my shoulder, and he whispered in my ear. "Follow me." I did, indeed, follow him, down two flights of stairs to the bottom floor and into a restroom labeled for men or women. He locked the door behind us.

He seemed calm and collected, while I, on the other hand, was nervous. I had chills of expectation. I wanted this. He quickly undid his belt and shorts and let them fall to his feet. I followed suit. Soon both of us stood face to face only inches apart, naked from the waist down. Landon had a huge, uncut, throbbing boner, and mine was quickly rising to the occasion.

"I've never..., " I whispered.

"Gotten a blow job or gotten one from a dude?" Landon asked, taking my thick cock in his fist and pushing it to his.

"Neither," I answered. I gasped when he rolled his foreskin over mine. Our cocks looked like they were locked in a lustful kiss. Our precum was mixing and slathering our cockheads inside our cowls of foreskin.

Landon jerked both cocks back and forth a few times before pulling them apart. He was so sensual in the way he was handling my hard dick that I thought I would cum just from those slight movements. Landon dropped to his knees and stuck out his tongue to catch the drip of precum from my piss-slit. I watched him wrap his hot red lips around my pulsing helmet. His tongue went to work, polishing my shiny knob. Then, Landon swallowed. I thought he was taking my entire cock down his throat, but he stopped about halfway down my six-plus inches.

He knew what he was doing. He sucked and rotated my cock back and forth across his tongue while he jacked me off. It only took a matter of minutes before I felt my balls pull up tight. "I'm gonna cu...," I whispered, but it was too late for a warning, and my hard cock jettisoned several streams of jizz into his mouth. Landon didn't let that phase him as he kept working at sucking and jacking me until every drop was drained from my big nuts.

He stood up before me, smiling. Landon licked his lips and wiped them with the back of his hand. "You sure cum a lot, but I liked it." He put his hand on my shoulder and pushed downward.

"I told you, I've never done anything like this."

"It's easy. I'll teach you," Landon said.

"I don't know. What if I don't...," I stammered.

"Trust me. You'll love it," Landon reassured me.

I squatted in front of him, his hard dick bobbing up and down, oh so close to my face. "Relax, dude, it won't bite," Landon said with a smirk on his handsome face. "Open your mouth and just let the tip lay on your tongue for a few seconds to get used to it."

I did as instructed and took hold of his hard cock. It was thick and long and perfect. I closed my lips around the tip and gently bit down on his ample foreskin. Landon groaned with pleasure. A dribble for precum spilled across my tongue, and I unexpectedly gagged, pulled his dick out of my mouth. I thought I was going to vomit at his feet. Now, I was embarrassed. I was too big of a pussy to suck a dick.

"That's okay. I did the same thing my first time," Landon said.

Shaking it off, I opened my mouth again and rolled back his foreskin to reveal the fat helmet atop his thick cock. I let it rest on my outstretched tongue and began to jack him off. Before I knew it, I had closed my lips around his bone and sucking and pumping. It probably wasn't the best job Landon had ever had, but I think he was getting off thinking of me as a virgin straight boy.

"Morgan, I'm gonna cum," he rasped. I kept my mouth closed, and he put his hands on my head to steady himself as he blasted rope after rope of gooey jizz down my throat. I gagged again, but fought back the reflex to pull away. His sperm had no place to go but down my gullet.

When his dick head got too sensitive for me to continue sucking, he pulled out of my mouth. I stood before him proud of losing my mouth cherry to him. Landon leaned forward and kissed me. His tongue searching my mouth for the remnants of his orgasm.

"Thanks, I needed that," he whispered.

"Me too," I answered.

There was a knock at the door, and both of us quickly pulled up our shorts and left. The girl waiting outside the door had a surprised look on her face as two men exited.

Chapter 3

After lunch was Chemistry 101, the large auditorium in the Science Building was filling up fast. Looking around, I saw Cole waived for me to sit by him near the front. I was struck, again, by what a hot guy he was. I definitely had a man-crush on Cole.

"Thanks for saving me a seat," I said as I dropped my backpack to the floor. I looked over at watched him adjust his junk in his shorts and realized that he too was going commando. Without anyone seeing, he took my hand and placed it on his dick. I glanced at his face, and he was smiling. I wormed my fingers under the leg of his shorts and touched his leaking piss slit. I nudged him to get his attention as I brought my finger to my lips and seductively sucked the tip, tasting his precum. Cole moaned but not loud enough for anyone to hear.

A few minutes passed, and I felt Cole's hand on my junk, squeezing my dick and balls. It felt terrific, but I was worried that we would get caught. I removed his hand. "Later, we only have 45 minutes left of class," I whispered.

"Dude, I've got to nut," Cole whispered back.

When the class had ended, we grabbed our backpacks, and headed across the Quad. Cole was walking fast, and I was trying to keep up.

"Fuck, you must be horny," I said with a laugh.

"I am, aren't you?" Cole asked.

"Yeah, but I got a hot blowjob after my first class," I answered.

"What? Who? What's her name?" Cole asked in rapid succession.

"Not a chick. A dude named Landon. He sucked me dry. Even swallowed," I answered.

"Not shit!" Cole seemed surprised.

"No shit," I answered. "I had to return the favor."

That stopped Cole in his tracks. He turned, stopping me in my tracks, placing the palm of his hand in the center of my chest. "Let me get this straight, pardon the pun, but you sucked a dude's dick?"

I nodded and looked at the ground, now ashamed that I had shared my secret. Maybe getting my cock sucked dry wasn't worth the price I would pay for returning the favor to Landon. Cole now knew that I had done some homo shit.

Cole turned and again began walking rapidly to our dorm. I followed and was afraid of what was coming once we were in the privacy of our room. Would he beat the crap out of me? Would he hate me and ask me to move out?

He appeared nervous when he tried to unlock the door, dropping his keys when he couldn't get it in the keyhole. Once the door was open, Cole stepped in, and I closed the door behind me. He kicked off his flip-flops, sending them across the room and pulled his tee-shirt over his head and tossed it aside.

When Cole looked at me, he had an evil grin on his face. "Strip!" he ordered.

I didn't ask questions. I stepped out of my flip flops, pulled my tee-shirt over my head, and dropped my shorts. There I stood, naked, goosebumps forming from the sexual tension between Cole and me.

"Fuck, you got a hot body, dude," he finally said.

I moved closer to him and stood face-to-face. I slipped my thumbs in either side of his red shorts and pushed them to his feet. Cole's hard dick flipped free and splattered against his groin, sending out a spray of precum.

My cock was so hard it was throbbing for some attention. Cole reached out and wrapped his fist around my thick dick and started pumping it, slowly pulling the foreskin back and forth over the purple helmet. Precum was leaking from my piss slit like a sieve, making my dickhead nice and slick.

I pressed my scruffy cheek against his and whispered, "I wanna suck your big cock." Cole scrapped his cheek against mine until our lips met, and we kissed, passionately, lustfully, craving, and wanton. Cole's hand was on my shoulder and pushed downward. I knew what he wanted. Kissing down his neck and the center of his chest to his belly button, I tongued his navel. My hand played with his low hangers in their shaved sack as I took hold of his hard cock. What his cock lacked in length, it made up for in width. His cock was fat and meaty and slick with precum.

He was watching me as I sank to my knees in front of him. Cole had a big smile on his face, know what I was about to do by succumbing to his libidinous desires. I was putty in his hands. At this point, I was so horny I would do anything Cole asked of me.

The large purple head of his dick slipped past my lips, and I rolled my tongue around it, tasting his fuck juice. It was sweet tasting, and I sucked hard on the piss slit to get more. That made Cole moan, and he placed both hands on either side of my head, his fingers weaved into my hair. I swallowed and took in about half his dick. Cole's hips began to hump, pushing his cock in and out, fucking my mouth. I had my fist wrapped around the base of his cock to keep him from plunging that fat dong down my throat.

Pulling my lips over the head, I tenderly nipped at the frenulum on the underside of his hard cock. Cole seemed to like that. I kissed down his bone and licked his shaved testicles, drawing each of the large orbs into my mouth and giving them a warm spit bath.

"Oh yeah, babe, lick my nuts," Cole rasped.

Did he just call me babe?

"Oh Jesus, babe, that feels so good," he continued.

Yup, he called me babe. I would have smiled, but I had my mouth full of his cock. Cole was getting hot, and he fucked his dick in and out of my mouth like a piston. I didn't have to do much except keep my teeth clear of the sensitive skin of his dick and keep my lips wrapped tightly around his bone.

It didn't take Cole long, and I felt his nuts pull up tight and heard his breathing coming in gasps. "I'm gonna blast, dude. Get ready. Here. It. Cums." His hips pushed forward as deep as I would allow, and I felt the first jet of jism spray back across my tongue and down my throat. I swallowed, but he just kept shooting, rope after rope of his thick spunk. Cole's sperm wasn't watery like Landon's had been. It was more like swallowing a snot ball. I gagged but kept working it.

All too soon, Cole's dick was going soft between my lips, and he pulled out with a pop. "Too sensitive," he said. I rose from my knees, and we kissed. Our tongues wrestled for dominance, and I knew he could taste his semen still on my tongue. We were unsteady on our feet and fell backward onto my bed with Cole on top of me. We continued making out kissing and letting our hands explore each other's hot bodies.

Cole seemed to have a fascination with my body hair. His tongue licked down my goatee and kissed my stubbled neck where he stopped to suck on my Adam's apple, before continuing down. His hands and fingers wandered through my soft, dark chest hair. Cole's fingers pinched my nipples. It was like they were wired directly to my dick, which was pulsating against my groin, leaking a steady stream of precum.

"I love your hairy body," I heard Cole whisper as he nuzzled his face against my pecs. He continued licking and slobbering down the treasure trail of thick brown hair leading to my belly button. The fur-lined dimple of my navel was only centimeters above my big hard dong. The head of my dick kept tickling the underside of his chin as he tongue-fucked my belly button.

"Suck me, man. Please suck it," I begged.

Cole took my fat prick in his fist and pulled back the foreskin covering the purple helmet slathered with precum. He stuck the tip between his lips and sucked, but backed off and pulled a pubic hair from his tongue before returning to the job at hand.

Cole's mouth was so warm and wet, and his tongue was eagerly lapping at my frenulum, making me moan with pleasure. Millimeter by millimeter, Cole took more of my big bone into his mouth. Like me, he gagged a few times when the fleshy head of my dick hit the back of this throat. I wanted to face fuck him, but his hand around the base of my cock kept me from plunging in too deep.

"I'm gonna shoot," I warned in case Cole didn't want to swallow my seed. I knew my load would be huge. His hand kept jacking my cock into his mouth. His lips wrapped tightly around my fat cock as I blasted my load across his tongue and down his throat. He swallowed my seed like a champ.

Cole crawled up my hairy body and planted his lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back in gratitude for a fantastic orgasm. This had all began because I had allowed a guy I didn't, know seduce me. I thought that Cole would be angry when I told him I had returned the favor and sucked off Landon after class. Not only was Cole not angry with me, but he also seemed to be turned on by the fact that I had swallowed Landon's ample load.

For the rest of the week, Cole and I were distant throughout the next week, speaking only when necessary. I think we were both a little embarrassed by what we had done, and neither of us knew how to talk about it, so we didn't. He was grumpy all week. On Friday, as he was leaving, Cole told me that the water polo team had a match that afternoon and didn't know when he would be back in the dorm. He said he was going to hook up with Amanda after the match, but he would text me to let me know.

My first class on Friday was History. I scoped out Brianna and sat next to her. "So, my roommate is on the water polo team, and I was wondering, well, hoping, that you would like to go watch with me." I thought I was suave, but I most likely sounded like an idiot. She agreed.

"I've never seen a water polo match before. I didn't even know horses knew how to swim," she said.

Fuck, what have I gotten myself into, and I thought I was an idiot? "No, there are no horses. It's just guys playing volleyball in the swimming pool. Brianna giggled in that girlie way and twisted a blonde lock around her finger.

"You look very pretty today," I complimented.

"Thanks. I spent like a brazillian dollars to get my nails done," she said.

"You mean a billion dollars?" I asked.

"I'm fairly sure it's a brazillian dollars. You know, like a million dollars, a brazillian dollars, a gazillion dollars..."

"Oh, sure. You're right. What was I thinking?" I knew what I was thinking, "she's dumb, but she's not wearing a bra or panties, and I wanted to see if she actually had gotten a Brazillian.

The State team wore red caps and red Speedos. Cole played left wing and sometimes set. His number was ten, and he was fun to watch, easy on the eyes, and a far better player than any of his teammates. I noticed that Amanda was down on the front row, cheering for Cole whenever he had the ball.

I tried to explain the rules and objectives of the game, but she wasn't picking it up, and I wasn't sure I was explaining it all that well as I had my mind on Amanda watching her new boyfriend splashing around the pool. I know I was having pangs of jealousy, and I wasn't sure why. It wasn't like I had any ties to Cole. We were only roommates, after all—roommates who had been extremely intimate with each other.

At the first quarter whistle, Cole saw me sitting in the stands and waved. I blushed as he had waved at me and not at Amanda. "Look, No. 10 is waving at you," Brianna said. I held up the palm of my hand in a half-wave gesture. At least Cole didn't appear to be totally pissed off at me, although I didn't know why he should be.

After the fourth quarter whistle, the score was 2-zip, with Cole making the winning goal. Now that was something worth celebrating. "Now, where would you like to go?" I asked Brianna.

"Maybe, back to your room to fuck," Brianna answered honestly.

I put the sock on the door handle according to our rule about alerting the other person that we were having sex in the room. This was the first time I had ever used our signal, and I didn't ever see Cole use it either.

We sat on my bed beside one another, and I placed my hand on her thigh, rubbing her delicate, soft skin. Brianna was a beautiful girl, long blonde hair, tanned and toned body, and perfect lips. I pulled off my tee-shirt and removed her little top by pulling the string on the back. She had perfect tits with nice brown nipples. It was clear that she tanned topless, as there were no lines.

She put her hands on either side of my face, and we kissed. It wasn't a purely chaste kiss, but neither was it the passionate lip lock that I shared with Cole. Why was I thinking about kissing him when I was on my bed with a beautiful girl who wanted to fuck? I slipped my hand under her short skirt, and, sure enough, she was not wearing panties. I was right; she had also had a Brazilian, and her pussy was bald. You would have thought that I would have had the biggest boner ever, but I didn't. Something was missing -- Cole's dick.

Suddenly, I stood up at the side of my bed. "I'm sorry, Brianna. I want to, but I can't. It would be cheating. See, I'm already with somebody, and we have a few things to work through."

Brianna reached behind her and retied the strings of her top. Her face was blushing from sexual excitement, but also disappointment. "I understand. You are really a nice guy, Morgan. I know it took a lot for you to not do this with me, but she is incredibly lucky to have someone like you."

I didn't tell Brianna that the she was actually a he. She was soon gone, and I pulled the sock from the door handle and laid on my bed, burying my head in my pillow. I must have drifted off because the next thing I heard was Cole unlocking the door and entering our room.

There was a crash. "Fuck," he whispered in the darkness.

"What?" I mumbled.

"I stubbed my toe. Go back to sleep," Cole said as he fumbled around to strip down and find his bed.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Eleven," he answered.

"I didn't think you would be back so early," I said as I looked over at his naked ass crawling into his bed. Just the thought of Cole being naked, lying in his bed not 10 feet away, gave me a raging hard-on. When I heard his soft snoring, I jerked off thinking of Cole.

The next day was Saturday, and I was up early. Rather than sleep in and have a conversation with Cole, I went to the library to study. Well, that was my plan anyway. I had sequestered myself in an alcove on the 2^nd Floor so I could read. My mind kept thinking about having sex with Cole, no matter how much I tried to distract myself. My cock was throbbing hard in my shorts, and I had my hand on it, slowly rubbing the head.