First Year in the Dorm

Feel free to go back and read Parts 1 and 2 to catch up with out characters.

I raised my hand. I was confident this time, but my Anthropology professor didn't call on me. He called on Eric, as usual, and Eric gave me a quick smirk and a wink before going on and on about a remote tribe in Bolivia. As I watched Eric pontificate, my confidence dried up and I realized I was glad I didn't get called on. I didn't have any clue what Eric was talking about.

After class, Eric and I walked together to the main dining hall, joking with each other along the way. In my first year at school, Eric had become my closest buddy - one with benefits I guess. I was not experienced when I came to school, and Eric had taught me how to let my proverbial hair down. We had masturbated together, we had given each other handjobs, and we had kissed. I didn't think I was gay, and I don't think Eric was either. I mean, I had no idea what we were. Other than horny. All. The. Time. And a friend with benefits certainly kept me from going crazy.

We got to the dining hall and climbed the steps to the main entrance. I was rooting around in my backpack for my ID card to swipe in when I heard Eric coo, "Well hello there" to the work study student sitting at the entry booth. Anyone else would seem ridiculous with that delivery but Eric was cloaked in confidence. And people responded to it. The girl said "Hi" back and Eric said, "You know my friend here is becoming the world's foremost expert on Bolivan indigenous culture. You should ask him about their unique courtship traditions."

I looked up to roll my eyes at Eric and swipe in, and I froze. Flora sat in the booth, waiting for me to swipe my card. Flora, whose face I had memorized from afar. Whose naked body I imagined in my head more times than I could count. She sat there with an expectant look on her face. Her eyes dark, brown bangs hanging over her forehead, her lips colored a vibrant shade of red. My heart pounded in my chest and I was starting to feel weightless.

Flora's mouth showed the hint of a smile as she said, "You want to swipe your card, Indiana Jones? You're holding up the line."

Eric laughed. "No time for love, Dr. Jones. We must break our fast before you set off on your next adventure."

I numbly swiped by card against the reader, Flora watching me. It felt like everyone was watching me. I felt like I was on stage. Or drowning. The card reader was not beeping. I think I stopped breathing.

Flora took the card from my hand and swiped it again, making the reader beep and turn green. She stuck the card back in my hand and looked me straight in the eye, one brow cocked.

"You'll have to let me know all about those courting habits sometime", she said as Eric grabbed me by the backpack strap and pulled me away from the booth.

We grabbed a seat at one of the many empty tables and put our bags on two of the empty chairs.

"You're welcome", Eric said, pleased with himself.

"For what?", I asked incredulously. "Why didnt you warn me?!"

Eric sighed. "Warn you? Dude, you have stalked this chick like a weirdo for four months. How the hell did you not know she worked here?"

I realized I did not have a good answer for that. How had I never seen her here before? I was here almost every day!

Eric grunted "Uh huh" and went to fill his tray from the buffet. I trailed along, looking forlornly at the food options which always made me miss home. I grabbed some uninspiring pizza, some limp french fries, and a shiny apple before heading back to the table. Red delicious. One out of two, I guess.

"So, you gonna get her number?", Eric asked between bites of his quesadilla.

I shrugged. "I dont know, man."

Eric shook his head. "Dude, I practically got her naked for you. All you need to do is close the deal."

I laughed. Closing the deal was not my forte.

"Anyway, what's up for tonight? I have a meeting at the paper but I am free after that."

"Then come by after your big news meeting", Eric needled. "I am making a beer run later to make sure I am stocked up. And I found some good videos to check out."

I felt a brief jolt of energy in my cock at the thought of watching some hot videos with Eric.

We finished our lunch and dropped off the trays.

"I'm off to my math class", I said, pulling my backpack over my shoulder.

"And I am off to get the nectar of the gods. Cheap beer", Eric said with a laugh.

We went our separate ways, agreeing to hook up later that night. I couldn't wait.

*******

By 9:00 that night we were parked on his couch eating chips and by the third or fourth round Eric had started playing some more videos.

As yet another of his favorite MMF videos played, I wondered aloud, "How many of these videos are there?"

"Enough to get through all four years!", Eric hooted and held out his beer bottle to clink, which I did.

In the video, the two guys were sitting face to face and the naked brunette had her hand wrapped around both of their cocks as she jerked them off together.

I was already rubbing my bulge without even thinking about it. "Man, that must feel good."

I downed the rest of my beer and it took a click to register that it was Eric's hand rubbing my bulge, following the outline of my cock beneath the sweatpants.

I looked over at him with a mix of lust and gratitude and his face was leaning closer.

"I don't know about kissing, man", I said, already subconsciously moving my hips to grind my cock against his hand.

He smiled that radiant, inviting smile. "I told you you're too uptight, Anthro Guy." He kept rubbing my cock as he spoke, inching closer. "You think in terms of gay, straight, whatever. I don't care about labels. I care about feeling good, and making my friends feel good."

I was breathing heavier now, his face inches away from mine. "Well aren't you a libertine?", I said. My mouth was watering.

"I prefer Hedonist", he said as he pressed his mouth against mine, pushing his tongue into me. I was so turned on, I didn't even pretend to not welcome it. I kissed him back, pushing my tongue back into his mouth. He lifted his hand off of my cock and shifted his whole body. In a heartbeat, he was on top of me. Our mouths exploring each other as I felt his weight against me. I could feel his hard cock press against mine as he started to grind himself against me. We were panting into each other's mouths as he humped against me. I didn't even notice how he did it, but he had pulled his pants down around his thighs and was his cock was free against me. I instinctively spread my legs wider to feel him even closer as I let my hands fall down his back, ultimately ending up on his naked ass. Kneading his ass cheeks as he grinded his cock against mine.

For someone as inexperienced as I was with any sex, this was overwhelmingly erotic. My hands were pulling at his ass and back as we kissed and humped. When Eric suddenly stopped, I needed to catch my breath. He rose up on his knees in front of me and reached down to loop his fingers in the waistband of my sweatpants and underwear and gave them a tug. He paused to let me lift my ass off the couch, and he pulled my pants down to my ankles. He smiled and leaned back down against me, our cocks now naked, exposed, and touching. He wrapped a hand around both of our rock hard cocks and started to pump. We were both already leaking precum, and his hand was getting slick. It was hypnotic watching our cocks slide together in Eric's fist. He leaned back down to my face.

"You were right", he whispered, emphasing each word with a kiss on my lips and neck. "This does feel amazing."

I laughed and kissed him. He broke away, and smiled slyly. "And so does this."

Eric took his hand off of our cocks and pulled away. I immediately ached to have his cock back against mine. But soon his hand was around the base of my cock and his head was leaning down. He brought his face to my lap, held up my cock, and licked the glistening head of my cock.

My vision went white as I watched him wrap his lips around my cock and take me into his mouth. His fist was pumping my cock as he started to suck on it, his mouth soon bobbing in rhythm with my hand.

I was coming to terms with the fact that I was finally having my dick sucked. I saw a series of faces flash through my mind - all the girls that I had fantasizing doing exactly this. From Shelly in my high school biology class to Flora. But it was Eric who was doing it for me. I instinctively ran my hands through his long hair. My god whoever invented blowjobs should have a monument.

Eric was enthusiastically sucking my cock while he pumped his hand on the base. When he lifted his other hand to gently fondle my balls. I felt the familiar burn rising from my groin. My legs started to tense and I blurted out a warning of "I'm gonna cum." Eric lifted his head and pumped his fist on my cock. I cursed or snorted. Maybe grunted. Whatever the sound, my cock soon erupted with massive jets of cum. One or two flew over my head like they were fired out of a cannon. As the spurts turned to a dribble Eric took me back in his mouth and sucked me clean. My cock was becoming so sensitive I had to push Eric's head off as my breathing stabilized.

"Feel better?", he said with a grin.

"Holy fuck that was amazing, man", I said as I panted. Eric laughed and grabbed a towel off the floor, wiping my cum off my stomach and chest.

"I think you missed some", I said with a laugh as I pointed behind me. He wiped up the two splashes of cum from the couch and dropped back onto the couch, his pants still around his thighs, his cock still hard and bouncing against his stomach.

I suddenly felt guilty. Not because I was feeling ashamed, but because I was being selfish. I definitely suffered from post-nut clarity before, but I felt blood rushing back into my cock as I looked at Eric on the couch. I couldn't leave him like that.

"I'm sorry, man", I said.

Eric looked confused. "For what?"

"I didn't mean to be selfish." I put my hand on his thigh and started to slide it up.

Eric protested weakly. "You don't need to do anything, dude. It's cool." But one look in his eyes showed just how horny and feral he was feeling.

"I know", I said. My hand made it to his crotch, and I wrapped my hand around his cock and started to pump. Eric sighed contentedly and he leaned back. I made my decision and slid down off the couch and kneeled between his knees. I could tell Eric wanted to be gracious and tell me I didnt have to do anything. But I could also tell Eric was 18, as hard as granite,

and eager to get off.

I was afraid that having just cum I was going to chicken out. But I could already feel my cock getting hard again at the thought of making my friend cum. I pumped his cock in my fist and leaned down to lick his head. I was sure I felt a spark through my tongue. I tasted his precum, and it was sweeter than I expected. It was now or never. I opened my mouth and took the head in, gently closing my lips around it and giving it a soft suck.

Eric moaned and I realized there was a power to this - that having a cock in your mouth turned a man into putty. I smiled at the realization and took more of Eric's cock in my mouth. My mouth was watering again. I swirled my tongue around the head as I inched his cock further into my mouth. As hot as I was, I was still afraid of choking. I was pumping his cock with my fist as I started to bob my head now. Eric was bucking his hips at the same pace. I was awakened to a lot of things sexually and otherwise that freshman year, but the feeling of a partner primally grunting while I sucked their cock was a big milestone for me.

The more Eric grunted and thrust his hips, the more turned on I was getting. Eric ran his hands through my much shorter hair, and I looked up in his eyes. The look of passion in his eyes at that moment made me feel so desired I wanted nothing more than to please him. I redoubled my efforts on his cock.

It was so soft in my mouth while also being so hard. It was a new sensation that I was enjoying. It was starting to twitch in my mouth as Eric started to groan and he tapped my shoulder excitedly. I was still new to this, but my context clues told me I was about to make my friend cum. I lifted my mouth off, excited to see it. Eric bucked his hips even more forcefully and with a final grunt his cock spewed forth four or five ropes of cum splashing onto his chest and chin.

I copied Eric and wrapped my lips back around him. It was still dribbling cum and the taste was a shot in the arm. It was an unnatural combination if salty and sour and bitter and sweet and pleasant and unpleasant. It was similar to mine, but yet very different. I could tell his cock was getting tender so I dropped it from my mouth. I felt a sense of accomplishment and pride, but as I looked down at Eric it still felt undone. I leaned in and licked a spurt of cum off his goatee and kissed him. It was Eric's turn to be caught off guard, but in a moment his mouth was open and welcoming to my cum-glazed tongue. I leaned down against him, his cum spreading between our chests as we kissed.

Man, when I let myself go I -really- let myself go, I thought. I broke away and leaned back from Eric.

His eyes were wide. "Holy fucking shit man, you're an animal!"

We both laughed and sat back on the couch, sharing the towel to wipe our chests clean.

We got dressed and shared a couple more beers, chatting excitedly about what we might do for the weekend. There were a few activities we had signed up for without being firmly committed to actually doing.

Two rounds later we were ready for sleep and I walked back to my room, my hand rubbing my cock through my pocket as I relived the last few hours in my head.

Even with a hard cock, and the the taste of Eric in my mouth, I fell into the deepest sleep I had experienced since I came to school. I was looking forward to the weekend.

To be continued...