Hello everyone. I have been an avid literotica reader and this is my first attempt at writing a story. Please comment so I can get a good gauge on what I can improve on and what you enjoyed. Thank you!
Chapter 1 Levi
How to describe the unlikeliest of possibilities. Maybe I should just start from the beginning.
I met my roommate Alex at a frat party. We did not have much in common that we knew of at the time, but we ended up bonding over one sordid category. We were man-whores to put it not so delicately. In our mutual adventures of obtaining one-night stands we were different in only one aspect of our adventures and that was the type of tail we gravitated to.
You see, I am unapologetically gay. I love ass and I most definitely love ass from a man. I love fucking ass, and I enjoyed the plethora and flavor of different types of bodies and styles of said ass.
Nothing was out of my preferences, if I found them attractive, I took them home. Tall, short, bulky, twinks, you name it, I would fuck it. My weekdays were usually filled with classes and studying but my weekends were a whirlwind of sex. Let's just say it was not an uncommon occurrence to find myself taking multiple people home over a long weekend.
Now Alex, was the same only he was as straight as you can make them. He held the same philosophy of sex and got laid as much as I did. The only caveat was that he was only into women. What really joined us was in a weird camaraderie was the rules that we lived and breathed by when it came to our sexual partners. Rule number 1: No repeats and rule number 2: No relationships.
I mean we were young, both in our junior year of college, both in the prime of our lives physically and both wanted to sow our oats when the pickings were at their greatest and our conquest were freely and willing to let loose.
When were we ever going to have the same opportunities as we have right now in college? The future only held constant work, responsibilities, and potential family life. So no, we did not want to be encumbered. We wanted to live life to the fullest. What was that saying...YOLO.
Now, if you are thinking if we get this much sex there must be something about us. We both have a reputation on the campus, him with the ladies and me with the gay and bisexual men. Have I ever entertained the thought of getting with Alex...hell yeah, the man was gorgeous. Standing at 6'5" and over 220lbs of finely tuned muscle, green eyes, and black hair perfectly cut and styled in a short easily managed cut. He was the epitome of what a Greek God should look like. People realized this as there was no shortage of admirers at his door.
Now for myself, I am not ashamed or feel I am egotistical to say that I am attractive. I know it, but I also do not rub my nose in it. I am just self-aware enough to know I can get most of who I wanted. I am 6'1, 185lbs of muscle that I worked hard to get. My dimples, blonde shaggy hair, and slight tan also did not hurt me in the looks department nor did my blue-grey eyes. This did not go unnoticed by my own admirers.
So, let us go back to how did we meet. It was a party we both attended during the first semester of our sophomore year. We somehow ended up as beer pong partners as we both were the odd ends of the separate groups we came with. That eventually led to us taking shot and shooting the shit in the backyard of said frat house where there was a jacuzzi.
I had been eyeballing a cute looking brown hair jock with a nice bubble butt in his swim trunk and Alex was eyeballing a pixie looking blonde sorority girl in a string bikini that was with my eye candy. By the looks and mannerisms, we could tell that they were a couple.
We both realized we were eyeing the pair and in our drunken stupor we ended up laughing at how unlikely it would be to get at them. I do not know how it started but we ended up talking about how we could each bag our preferred partner between the two of them. It became a game as to who can get the other in bed first.
Somehow between our charm and no doubt the guy's hesitant curiosity, that we ended up ushering them both upstairs into an unoccupied bedroom. It was a bit of a blur but what I do remember vividly was that we ended up standing side by side as we both pounded away into our respective partners as they lay on their backs in bed moaning in unison.
It was on that occasion, in a weird sense of mutual understanding, that we became friends, then eventually roommates at the start of the second semester of our sophomore years. Our mutual tales of conquering and debauchery, even with the opposite sexes, were welcome as we took a similar view on sex.
It helped that both our roommates were a bit of prudes who often complained about the number of partners we each passed through our swinging doors. This made it an easy decision to room together when the first opportunity hit, and we ended up going in on an apartment close to campus.
It was our mutual understanding of the rules we abided by that completely solidified our friendship and became the source of why I am opening this dialogue to you. You see we both were very upfront with our partners about our rules of sexual engagement but even when they agreed there were some that could not understand why they could not jump back in our beds.
For me, there was a guy named Dave. Now Dave was a spitfire twink with an admittedly cute little ass, pretty face, and a total slut in bed. However, Dave was not the type to take no for an answer. He somehow got my number (which I never handed out outside of close platonic friendships) and started texting me all the time about when we were hooking up again.
I started to see him everywhere I went socially and often cockblocked by his possessiveness. I had explained multiple times that it was not happening, but the guy just could not take a hint. I explained my issues with Alex and in his sympathy, he told me he was in the same boat but with a girl named Sharon. In the avoidance of our said stalkers, we forgoed parties, clubs, and in consequence, we got hornier. Now you might think in our horniness we did something together but that was not the case, what came from it was a solution. This solution was creative and not something that I came up with. My dear friend Alex came up with it a crazy opportunity that I was not initially happy with and eventually drove me to my wit's end.
It was one evening where I was home working on a paper with earplugs in as Alex was entertaining some female "guest" of his. There was a loud knocking on the door I was somehow able to hear between my music and the yells of Alex's partners.... yes, plural. I did not think to look in the peephole as I was irritated when low and behold stood Dave.
I must admit Dave was pulling out all the stops in the outfit he chose to wear. He shoved his way in as I peeked at his extremely short shorts showing the bottoms of his ass and the crop top displaying his smooth flat stomach. Before I could even open my mouth to say anything, he started spouting off.
"Levi! Baby! Where have you been?" he says putting his hand on my chests. I slowly grab it, remove it, then step back to create some needed distance.
"Ummm, what do you mean?"
"What do I mean!" he parrots me. "You haven't answered any of my calls" Dave said. In my mind I am like, hell no I haven't answered you; you crazy ass. I told your ass I am not interested!
However, I reply with "I been busy but listen Dave. I know you want to get together, but I don't do repeats. You knew this when you got together the first time."
"uhhggg" he says. Seriously? I say in my head.
"Levi, puhhhhlease, who would not be interested in this," he says as he motions his hands down his torso. "This playing hard to get at first was hot but now it's getting kind of old."
What was with this guy? I could not spell this out any clearer. I open my mouth to say this when I am interrupted by a girlish squeal coming from down the hall followed by a loud manly groan. Dave looks at me with confusion as I shrug. It was only a few moments later that outcomes two, what could only be described as half-dressed bimbos, coming down the hallway that led to the open plan kitchen, dining, and entryway.
Here I was busy being temporarily celibate to avoid Dave and Levi here was finishing up a threesome. Seriously!? The girls pause as they take me and Dave in and start eyeballing me in my boxers. Did I forget to tell you I was shirtless and in boxers. They giggle as they move toward the door still taking me in.
Now I only play with men, but I am a certifiable flirt and give them a wink and smile much to Dave's dismay who huffs in outrage. I could only chuckle as they shoot me one last look before leaving through the front door.
It was only moments later that I watch Dave's jaw literally drop. I turn to see Alex strode confidently into the kitchen and grab a glass from the cabinet and fill it with water. Now, why did Dave's jaw drop, well it was because he was in the presence of a completely nude, slightly sweaty, and still somewhat hard Alex.
His dick had hit his thigh and bounced as he strode his way to the sink and no doubt would remain in Dave's (and my) spank bank for the next few days. Good Lord. The guy was seriously packing. It took everything not to react but fortunately, I have seen him naked before and I had plenty of practice to school my features. It was only from our shared couple conquest that I knew that when fully hard he was 10" and thick.
Do I blame Dave, no, and if I have not seen a naked Alex before today my jaw would be on the floor as well so I pushed on as if his entrance didn't affect me and said, "really Alex, two at the same time?"
He laughs and says, "nothing you haven't done before, but of course babe, nothing compares to you." He then gives me a wink. You see, this is how it was. We always teased each other. It was our way of trying to get under each other skin and make each other uncomfortable. To anyone else, it may seem weird when we make comments like this but to us, it was just what we did. So, it was not surprising when Dave said "Ummm.... Babe?" as a question into why the hell Alex called me babe as he seriously eyeballs Alex and me.
"Alex...this is...Dave," I say this in a way to convey that yes this is the dude I am trying to avoid and yes please help me you naked fool.
I watched as Alex's eyes widen then take on a contemplative look. Then like reading a book I see his face morph into a look I can only say "oh shit" too. It was the same look he has when he has an off the wall hair-brained idea that would probably have me waking up on a boat on its way to South America or in a jail cell.
"Oh...so you are Dave," he says. "Alex mentioned someone trying to break MY rules."
