"Shhhh." He hushed me as he pushed in the key. He slowly turned the knob and opened the door. We entered the dorm, I could hear muffled snoring from the top bunk.
"We have to be quiet, my roommate is asleep."
"I'm not sure If I can promise that." I said brining my lips to his. His mouth was so delicious, I could taste the sweet flavor of the ice cream we just shared in town. I probed his mouth, and rested my hands on his jaw holding him to me. Eager to explore his whole mouth.
His roommate flopped an arm over the bed and Sam jumped. I let go of him and laughed quietly.
"Relax baby. You are so tense." I said as I pushed him onto the couch.
"He doesn't know." He said.
"Of course he doesn't, he's asleep." I said simply, eager to change the subject.
"No, he doesn't know I'm gay." He said nervously.
I stopped advancing, my heart sunk a little and I myself became a little nervous.
"Oh."
I looked at him glumly through the dim light; observed his beautiful brown eyes, strong nose and jaw. I tired to keep my thoughts clean and focused, he was worried here. Coming out is a big event, I wouldn't want to mess it up for him. I would know, my coming out experience was terrible. I had sat down my parents, and simply told them. Big mistake; I got thrown out. Luckily I found a job at a hardware shop and made a way for myself. Plus, Sam lived with this guy, I don't want to make things uncomfortable or difficult for either of them. Pondering these thoughts I moved my eyes to his and realized that he was staring at me. My eyes were used to the dark by now and I could see that he was aroused. Not only were his eyes focused on me, but his cock was pressing hard and tight at the seam of his pants. I looked back up into his eyes.
"Damn it, I don't care if he hears us, or if he finds out." He whispered a little more loudly then before.
Then he lunged at me, I felt myself now begin to harden in excitement. He smiled as he undid my pants, pulling them down; as I did the same to him. He began to slowly rub my length. The feel of his heavy tight grip on me was unbearable. I fought the desire to moan out loud, the need for silence making it even more kinky. He moved his hands slowly, wiggling his fingers a little as he slid his hand up and down. I could feel the tightness slowly move from my shaft to the head, each area being massaged. My body went tense and numbed as he began to fuck my cock with his talented hands.
"Oh fuck." I breathed, trying to remain quiet, my breathing was quick now. Right when I was about to come, he stopped. He slowly loosened his grip and eased away so that I couldn't lose it.
I groaned in agony.
"Relax, I will take care of you" he whispered as he grabbed a condom from the dresser. I could only whimper, upset that he didn't let me finish, my erection begging for him.