It's my super-senior year at college and I am still living on campus. This year I checked the "prefer a homosexual" box on the form. I was always interested in the lifestyle of a gay man. My girlfriend, Carrie, and I have often talked about my interest in gay experiences. In fact, she was the one who encouraged me to mark the box.
The first day I met him I couldn't help but look at his body. He was thin and slightly built. He was my height (5'9) brown eyes and light brown hair. His voice didn't have your stereotypical lisp but he did sound a little feminine. We shook hands after we introduced ourselves and got on with the beginning of the semester.
Since he was a junior he was always doing his homework. I was finishing up my bullshit required classes so I just sit around, work out and see Carrie as much as I wanted.
It has been three weeks now and Carrie and I have made the decision to try to get me and my roommate, Steve, in the same bed.
"Ooh I can't wait to see you going down on a guy. It's going to look so hot!" She tells me on the phone, Thursday night.
After we hang up I walk over to Steve sitting on his bed and I said, "Hey man, Carrie is going to be here this weekend. Would you mind hanging out with us?"
"Of course Jay, whatever you want." He replied. We stared at each other for a moment as though we both were feeling some sort of tension.
I went back to my side of the room, began to strip and made sure he saw me take off my clothes. I put on my towel and went into the bathroom for a shower. I looked back before the door closed and caught him checking me out.
When I got out I found him lying on my bed in a thong. I went over to him and asked, "Can I help with you with something?"
He smiled and pulled off my towel. This gave me the biggest boner. He said, "You have something I want."
I laid down on top of him and we began to kiss. Right when he lightly grabbed my ass I remembered a pact Carrie and I made long ago about us being there when either one of us was having a homosexual experience.
I jumped off of him and said, "Sorry Steve, but I can only do this when Carrie is with us. Is it OK if we continue this tomorrow?"
"Sure thing," he said while walking past me and giving me a soft jerk.
The next afternoon came quickly. Carrie was over no later than 5:30. Steve was out so Carrie and I began to warm each other up for the night. I stripped her completely naked and ate her out. She came once, twice, then a third time and begged me to stop because of how sensitive she was down there after the orgasms.
Then she stripped me down to my underwear, which was a thong. She teased me with her mouth and hands but never actually touched my dick.
"SUCK ME NOW!" I yelled at her but instead she got up and opened the door and in came Steve. He smiled when he saw me lying on my bed in a thong with a full blown boner. He came over and ran his fingers all over my body. From my chest to my crotch down to my feet then back up to my head and he put his fingers in my mouth. I sucked on them lightly until he pulled them out.
After he touched every inch my front side he turned me over and touched my back side. He ran his fingers up my ass crack a few times causing my body to feel all tingly and I couldn't help but squirm with excitement. I was both relaxed and energetic. I almost forgot where I was for a second, till I hear Carrie say, "Jay, help me take off Steve's clothes."
Carrie and I took off Steve's shirt first. I unbuttoned his pants while Carrie took off his shoes and socks. We pulled off his pants and his dick was hanging there right in front of our faces.
It was a nice size but soon to grow bigger. We looked up at him, smiled and she began to lick his balls while I jerked him off. Then we switched and I got a nice taste of his smooth balls as she stroked him. When he was hard enough we both licked his hard cock. First we licked in opposite directions, while I licked towards the tip she licked towards his crotch, then vice versa.