Rooming with Mar

Friday morning came (like Mark and I should have already) and we were excited for what potentially could happen tonight with Sam. Mark was quite confident Sam would be all for having sex with us. I was pretty confident as well, but I was still a little worried about it. Yes, Sam has been hitting on me and Mark for over a year now. But what if he's just a huge flirt and that's it? Is it possible we misread him after all this time? What if he's more into one-on-one than threesomes? And if he was into it, would we still be friends afterward? Would we be more? Will it be awkward?

I tend to overthink when I'm nervous, if you hadn't noticed. I tried to shake it off as I got ready to head to the studio. Mark was sleeping in a bit before he went out to get food and booze for tonight, so I let him be. I went into the kitchen and saw Sam grabbing some snacks to take with him to his classes. Time to lay the groundwork.

Sam greeted me. "Morning."

"Hey." I replied. "You finish your project last night?"

"Yeeeeeeesssss!" He enthusiastically answered. "So fucking glad that is done. I can finally enjoy a little quiet time before I have to dive into the rest of my work next week. I'm looking forward to it."

So far so good.

"Fuck yeah, dude." I encouraged him. "Any special plans tonight?"

"Fuck no!" He laughed at that. "I'm just going to chill here. I don't want to go anywhere or do anything. I've been needing this small break, and I'm going to milk it for all it's worth."

That's what I wanted to hear.

"Cool, dude. That's pretty much what Mark and I have planned tonight. We were just going to stay in tonight. Food and drinks. Maybe play some games. You're obviously welcome to join."

Sam smiled at my invite. "Yes, I'd love to."

I smiled back. "Great. See you later than."

"Definitely." Sam said as he put his hand on my arm. He left it there for a few seconds before leaving and heading out the door. That's more than just flirting. He had to be into us......right?

I went off to the studio to work on my tracks. After a few hours, I got a text from Mark saying he was heading to the store. Perfect. I still had a bunch of work to do, so I put my phone down and focused. The more I work, the faster I'm out of here.

It wasn't until after 2:00 I felt satisfied enough with my work to leave the studio and head home. When I finally get back to the apartment, I saw Mark was finishing putting away the groceries and drinks he got.

I knew we would be home alone, so I walk up to him and greeted him with a kiss. He kissed me back. It lingered for a few seconds before Mark spoke up.

"How was the studio?"

"It dragged." I said. "But I'm glad it's done. I was ready to be home. How was shopping?"

"Good." Mark replied. "I figured homemade pizzas tonight. And I got some vodka and sodas. That work?"

"I'll never turn down pizza and booze. I'm in."

Mark smiled as he leaned in and kissed me again. I kiss him back. I loved kissing him. I slid my tongue into his mouth, making it wrestle with his own. One of my hands wrapped around the back of his neck, bringing him in closer. My other hand moved down to his half-hard cock, rubbing it through his shorts. I figured he'd stop me and tell me to save it for later if we were successful in our seduction of Sam. Instead, Mark moaned into my mouth and moved his hand to my cock, repeating my motions. I wasn't going to waste this opportunity. I've wanted his cock for the last month. No more waiting now.

"I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!"

Mark and I jumped and turned our heads toward the screaming voice. It was Sam. He was standing there, his eyes wide with a big shit-eating grin on his face. Busted. Mark and I take our hands off each other and face Sam directly, no doubt showing off our bulges unintentionally.

"Sam! What are you doing here?!" I asked, but I was so choked up, I could barely get the words out.

"Professor's sick. Class was canceled." Sam replied, still maintaining that grin. "But how about I ask the questions. For starters, what the FUCK are you two doing?!"

Mark was still frozen in fear. He didn't move or speak. Just stood there like a statue. I guess I was the one to give the answers. He caught us red-handed. I really didn't see any point in lying.

"We were kissing. It got a little out of hand." I said bluntly. His grin faded away and a look of surprise came over his face. I don't think he was expecting that answer.

I must've thrown him off, because he paused briefly before continuing. "Okay, next question: How long has this been going on?"

In for a penny. "A year."

Sam raised his eyebrows. "A year?! Y'all have been doing this for a year?!"

"Yes." I said as straightforward as I could. "Since the first night we moved into the dorm."

Now Sam's jaw dropped. He was truly stunned. I think we might've broken him. He just stared motionless. I wasn't sure he was even breathing.

I looked over at Mark. I guess he just snapped out of it because he was looking at me now. I thought maybe he'd be upset I was being so honest and telling Sam everything, but he didn't seem upset. He seemed more relieved.

Sam finally spoke up. "So you guys are gay? Why didn't you tell me?"

Mark took this one. "We're not gay. At least, we don't think so. We stopped trying to label it after a while. Neither of us were into guys before we met, believe it or not. We've both dated girls up until a year ago. But when we met, there was this....spark. I can't explain it. We just felt something right away. We didn't know what it was. Then when we got back to our room drunk from that party you and Alan took us to when we first met, we ended up....together."

Mark then reached out and grabbed my hand. I embraced it, clenching it tightly.

Sam didn't look surprised anymore. More drained than anything. "Fuck. That's....a lot to process." He rubbed his temple with his thumb and forefinger, trying to register everything we told him.

"Okay, so.....I'm guessing it was good?" Sam kind of laughed after he asked that. It was a silly question, given the circumstances. I guess he just didn't know what to say anymore, but I answered all the same.

"It was fucking fantastic!" I blurted out.

We laughed at that. The awkwardness and tension we all felt sort of melted away. I think we were going to be okay.

Sam spoke up once more. "So why didn't you tell me? Am I the last one to know?"

Mark and I looked at each other, still holding hands. Mark answered. "Actually, you're the first....and only one."

Sam was back to being surprised. "Really? Just me? Why doesn't anyone else know?"

Mark continued. "Well, for a number of reasons. For one, if anyone from the school found out, they'd make us switch roommates, which was not an option. Two, this isn't the most progressive town. But more importantly, even though we haven't labeled this, whatever this is is very important and special between me and G. Just me and him, you see? We wanted to keep it that way. It's our business, you know?"

"Well, shit." Sam said. "I get that. I wouldn't want to switch roommates either. And yeah, I do come across intolerant assholes all the time being openly gay. I don't blame you at all for not wanting to expose yourself to that just yet. And honestly, I feel kind of bad now for knowing about you two. You have something special only between you two and I feel like I fucked that up. I'm sorry."

Mark and I looked at each other again. He gave me a small nod. I knew what it was for. I smiled at him and looked back at Sam as we both moved a little closer to Sam.

"You probably won't believe this, but we were planning on telling you all of this tonight anyway. You just showed up earlier than expected."

Sam looked confused. "Really? Why tonight? Why me?"

Mark and I moved even closer to Sam and Mark said, "Well, we talked about this and well.....we wanted to bring you to bed with us."

I swear I saw a bulge in Sam's jeans when Mark said this. "R-r-really?" It seemed he couldn't believe it.

I guess Mark thought he needed proof, so he let go of my hand, closed the gap, grabbed Sam's face and gave him a strong, passionate kiss. He attacked his mouth with his lips and tongue, wrapping his hands around Sam to pull him closer. Sam was stunned for just a second before he kissed Mark back, giving in to the moment.

Mark broke the kiss and looked into Sam's eyes as he said out of breath, "Yes."

Thanks for reading Part 8, guys! I got 2 more chapters left, then that's the end of the Mark series. Parts 7 and 8 are up now, and 9 and 10 will hopefully be up in the next few days if all goes well. Let me know what you guys think in the comments!