Coopers Cup Runneth Over

Cooper's Cup Runneth Over

Cooper Hennesey was my roommate for the first 3 years of college. My name is Jack Williams. Cooper and I were both majoring in engineering. I was leaning towards chemical and Cooper was headed for computers.

Cooper was on an athletic scholarship. At 6 feet and 225 pounds of solid black muscle, he was a redshirt freshman on the football team, hoping to eventually make starting tailback. I was notified of his name a few weeks before actually heading to school. I found his Facebook profile and saw that he was a star running back in high school. Many of the feeds referenced local newspaper articles about his exploits. His team made it to the semi-finals of the state championship, but lost in the last minute to the eventual champion.

On move in day, I arrived first. I was laying on my bed checking out the map (for the 100

th

time) of the campus, so that I would know where I was going for my classes. I figured if Cooper was here early enough, we could scope out our respective classrooms together. I wasn't sure how much of Cooper's time was going to be taken up by the football team (practices, etc), but knew that he would be going to classes just like me. He chose to live in this dorm because it was closer to the Engineering Building, as opposed to the dorm closer to the athletic complex. He had been in that dorm for the last 2 weeks because of practices.

About 3 o'clock, the door opened and a large black man was filling it, holding a couple of boxes. I had seen pictures of Cooper, and this wasn't him. The young man in the doorway asked if I were Jack?

"Yes. I am."

He walked in and set the boxes down and offered his hand. "Hi. My name is Carter and I'm a friend of Coop's."

I got up and shook his hand. He explained that Cooper was down at the desk getting his key. "I just thought that I'd try the door rather than standing out in the hallway."

Just then, Cooper came into the room carrying a couple more boxes. He dropped them on the floor and came over to shake my hand, pulling me in for a bro hug. Friendly guy.

Carter was also on the football team and said that he offered to help Cooper move his stuff, since he had a vehicle. It turned out that Carter was a Senior and a starting offensive tackle. He was a mountain of a man. He towered over my 5'7", 140 pound body.

I joked with him. "So you're responsible for protecting Cooper when he's carrying the ball?"

Carter chuckled and said, "Well. It probably won't be me since Cooper is redshirting and I'm graduating this year. Coop will be someone else's problem."

There were a few more boxes on Carter's SUV, so I went downstairs and helped them move them upstairs. Cooper asked me what I was doing the rest of the day, and I told him of my plans to wander the campus and scope out my classrooms. "That sounds like a great idea. If you don't mind, Carter and I will join you and we can make sure that I know where I'm going as well. They haven't given us much time to explore the campus the last couple of weeks."

The three of us headed out. Carter being a Senior had thorough knowledge of the campus. We found our way into the Undergraduate Library. I, and I assume Cooper, had received a tour of the Undergrad during my tour of campus in the Summer, but Carter led us to the third floor.

"Come on down this way." He showed us a restroom. "If you guys want a blowjob and you're not particular about the sex of the person giving it, this is a place that you want to visit."

Whoa. There is something they didn't share with us on the tour. I had never received a blow job to be truthful, but I had given a few. I enjoyed dating women too. It's just that I wasn't averse to giving a blow job now and again.

Copper laughed. "That's cool. I may have to make a visit here. I guess it depends how the pussy is around here. I wouldn't mind finding myself a cocksucker until I find a regular fuck."

I glanced at Cooper's groin. I couldn't tell. I assumed that he was wearing briefs, or boxer briefs and it had his cock held tightly against his body. The shorts were loose enough that I could see a bulge, but really couldn't tell for sure how big it was. I looked up at Cooper's face, and he was smiling at me.

I had a feeling that the first year at college was going to be enjoyable. I had never been with a black guy, and I had never received anal. If Cooper were interested in just using my mouth, I think that I could help him in his times of need.

Carter, Cooper and I had dinner at the cafeteria in our dorm. Cooper and I thanked Carter for showing us around campus, and he took off for his apartment. Cooper and I returned to our room.

Cooper signed on to his computer. I think that he knew that I was interested, but he wasn't going to make the first move. I respected him for that.

"Coop. I'm sorry, do you mind if I call you Coop?"

Cooper looked up and smiled. "Yeah. That's fine. What's up?"

"Did you mean what you said at the Undergrad?"

"What did I say?"

Cooper was planning on majoring in Computer Engineering. I think he knew exactly what I was saying, but wanted me to say it. "About looking for a cocksucker until you can find a regular fuck?"

"Yeah. I was serious. I would love to find some guy willing to suck me until I get set up with some pussy. Also, the practice schedule this fall will be a little hectic. I'm not going to have much time to woo the ladies."

Woo the ladies? Who talked like that? I was trying to think of how to broach the subject, but Cooper hadn't been discreet to this point. I didn't want Cooper to think that I was a bottom. I just enjoyed sucking cocks. "Ah. If all you're looking for is a cocksucker, I might be able to do that for you."

Cooper looked up from the screen of his computer again. There was a big smile on his face. Cooper had looked over Jack's social media accounts. There was no indication that he was gay, but damn, if he was, Cooper was planning on using him, especially during the football season. Carter had already told him about that bathroom, but when Jack said that he wanted to walk around campus, Cooper took Carter aside and asked him to show the bathroom again. Carter knew what Cooper was up to. Many of the guys on the football team, including Carter, had personal cocksuckers to get them through the dry days. Cooper had already shared with Carter that he would love to make Jack his cocksucker.

Cooper stood up and lowered his shorts. He was wearing a jockstrap. Actually I think it was a cup. Peeking out of the top of the garment was the tip of his cock. Cooper's cup was running over. I looked up at him. "If you want to try it, Jack. Get down on your knees." He threw a pillow on the tile in front of him.

I got down on my knees in front of him. I don't know why I said it, but I did. I looked up at him and said, "I'm not gay."

Cooper chuckled. "I don't care what you are. If you enjoy sucking cock, I'm willing to use you when I need to nut. Sucking it today does not mean that I expect you to suck it whenever I need it. We're here to learn. I enjoy playing football and I think that I'm good at it. That is going to take a lot of time, especially in the fall. I'll ask each time. If you say no, for whatever reason, I'll either just go without or, maybe visit that restroom. What I want to know right now is, are you going to put your lips on my big black cock right now? You've got me worked up, and if not, I think that I'll have to take a walk."

He didn't have to say anything more. I reached up and pulled the jockstrap/cup down. I looked up at him. "What happens during a game if you get hard? Isn't that uncomfortable?"

Cooper put his hand on my head and pulled me towards his cock. He wasn't forceful, but he was letting me know that I could ask questions... after. I was fine with that.

Cooper was 9 1/2 inches of hard black cock. It was by far the biggest that I've sucked to that point. I found out the following week that Carter was a little bigger, but that's another story. I did what I could with his cock. There was no way that I was going to be able to get the whole thing in my mouth, and he didn't try to force the issue.

I licked his balls and stroked the cock. Then I licked his cock and stroked his balls. His precum was as good as any that I've tasted, although, I'll be truthful, I've enjoyed the precum from each and every cock that I've sucked.

After about 20 minutes, I could tell that Cooper was ready to nut. I took my mouth off of his cock long enough to tell him it was okay to cum in my mouth. I've had facials before, and I didn't mind them. If I did this regularly for Cooper, he'd be giving me a facial from time to time. When that happened, I would have him take a picture of me (with my camera) wearing his cum with a smile on my face. I have several of these photos on my phone.

When Cooper came, I had a tough time swallowing fast enough. I know that I've made it sound like I was an oral slut, but I really wasn't all that experienced, and Cooper's first shot was a lot more forceful that what I had experienced in the past. Cooper scooped the overflow cum from my face and brought it to his lips and sucked on it. I heard him say, "I would never expect one of my cocksuckers to eat something that I was not willing to eat."

Did this mean that Cooper would be willing to return the favor? He explained to me later, that he was willing to eat his own cum, but he would never be swallowing someone else's cum.

I swallowed a lot of Coop's cum that fall, but he eventually found a few girls that he would date on a regular basis, so my services were not required as often. I was also dating a girl, so some nights I wasn't available to Coop. I never heard him complain about it. I'm not saying that there weren't nights when I returned from my girl's dorm, having bed her, and wound up sucking Coop's cock. On those nights, Coop would wait for me to ask. I do not remember a time that he asked me.

Coop and I wound up rooming together for the first 3 years that I was at college. The fourth year, a girl and I moved in together. Cooper was a frequent visitor to the apartment that she and I shared. She knew that I sucked his cock, and by that time, it wasn't that often. She even joined us a few times.

Cooper told me that first night, that if I ever wanted to take his dick up my ass, to let him know. The following Spring, he took my anal virginity. That is a story for another time.