I was about to start my junior year of college and I needed a place to stay. My landlord had raised the rent, and I couldn't afford my place. I liked my solitude, but I was going to have share living space with someone, much as I hated the idea. I had a couple of weeks before the fall semester started, so I started combing the ads, and asking around. I talked to my friend Mike about it. We'd been friends through high school and college, and I figured he'd know who I could get along with, and who I couldn't. He told that he'd run into a friend of ours from high school, who'd just transferred here from a different college. Mike said Gerry had rented a house and was looking for a roomie. He gave me a number and I called Gerry.
Gerry had been a friend back in our hometown, not one of my closest, but I thought I could get along with him well enough. We talked it over, and I moved my stuff in. A few days later, we were sitting up late, catching up on the past couple years. Neither of us had managed to keep steady girlfriends, it seemed. He thought things were looking up, though. He said he'd met a girl who was interested in going out with him. "Has she got a friend?" I joked. Gerry said he'd fix me up with another girl, someone else from home. I remembered Kelli vaguely. She dated Gerry for a little while. A big gal, but a pretty face, and nice dark hair, and some awesome big tits. I was willing to give it a shot, I told him.
I lit a joint while he poured us both some cheap Scotch. The weed hit me hard, and I cracked, "Hell, Gerry, as horny as I am, I could almost fuck you." We both started laughing. Then his eyes met mine.
"You know, Tim, you look like you could use a good blow job."
He put a hand on my crotch and rubbed it in lazy circles. I could feel myself starting to get hard, but this freaked me out.
"What the fuck is this?" I croaked. "What....what....are you doing?"
He mashed his mouth against mine. I kept my lips tightly closed. His stroking got more firm, and his other hand reached up and grabbed my nipple. Holy Shit! That was my trigger point. My dick sprang to attention, and my mouth opened to allow his tongue in.
"C'mon, man, let me," he whispered.
I heard myself say, "OK."
With his arms around me, he guided me to his room, kissing me the whole time. He undressed me, and sat me on the edge of his bed. He quickly stripped and sat beside me. He put one arm around me, and fondled my dick with the other hand. He was frenching my ear and talking to me, exciting me. "You have a nice fat prick. Did you know that? It's a beauty. I love it. I wanna suck it."
He gently pushed me onto my back and lay beside me. He kiss my mouth, my face, my ears. He sucked a big hickey on my neck. I felt his tongue in my armpit. Instead of grossing me out, it really turned me on. Then he was at my nipples, munching on them. I gasped and squirmed. I loved that.
"Your heart's pounding!" he whispered.
He kissed down my stomach, and over my thigh, then up my inner thigh to my balls. Finally he took my cock in his mouth. I moaned loudly.
He sucked me for a long time. He raised his head. "Are you too nervous to come?"
"Yes, I think so. I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, man," he told me. He reached over and dipped his fingers in a jar of vaseline on the bedside table. He started sucking my cock again, and slipped a gooey finger in my ass. I groaned, and he slid another in. His fingers prodded my prostate, and I came, long and hard, in his mouth. He swallowed most of it. I lay there shaking, as he withdrew his fingers and crawled up beside me. He wrapped his arms around me, kissed me, and we slept.
For the next few days, we made love whenever we were alone together: sucking, fucking, mutual masturbation, cuddling and kissing. Gerry told me that he'd discovered his bisexuality the year before. He'd been seduced by a man, and loved it, and plunged in.
One night, we were laying exhausted on the living room floor, his cum oozing out of my ass, when the phone rang. It was Michelle, the girl Gerry had met, that he was supposed to go out with. He apologized for not calling her back, and they made a date to see a movie. After he hung up, he told me that he hoped I wasn't jealous, and that he still liked girls. I hadn't thought about it since we'd started playing together, but I still did too.
"Cool!" he said. "I'll call Kelli, and you can talk with her."
So Kelli and I also made a date to get coffee. As it turned out, it was the same evening as Gerry and Michelle's date.
I met Kelli at her apartment, and we walked to the coffee place. She'd slimmed down a little since high school, but was still a big girl. We hit it off, talking for a few hours. Finally, she said she needed to go because she had an early morning the next day. I walked her home. Inside the door, we kissed. It was mild at first, but then the kisses got hotter, and our tongues wrestling. I couldn't resist it any long; I put my hand on her tit and gave it a light squeeze.
She giggled, "Like my big boobs?"
"Yes."
"Later, OK. I really do have to turn in. Call me tomorrow?"
I was so horny for her that there was no way I'd forget to call her. I walked back home with my balls aching.
When I walked in, Gerry stepped out of his room with a towel wrapped around him.
"How'd your date go?" he asked
"OK. I'm supposed to call her tomorrow. Man, I love those tits of hers! How'd your's go?"
"Movie sucked, but she gave me head in the car," he grinned.
"Lucky bastard!" I growled, "I'm horny as hell!"
"I figured. Kelli never gives it up on a first date. Here!" He tossed me a tube of lube, and whipped off his towel. He slumped over the back of the couch while I got naked. I smeared lube on my cock, and over his ass. I pressed my rod against his rosebud until opened and I was balls-deep in his rectum. I grabbed his hips and pounded away in his ass. He grunted as I fucked him. It was nice and tight. It felt so good. My body shook as I came. I withdrew, and we kissed, and then went on to bed.
A few days later, we arranged to have both girls over for pizza and a movie. Near the end of the movie, Gerry and Michelle started making out, and when the movie was over they went to Gerry's room. Kelli smiled at me, and soon we were in my room, closing the door and peeling off our clothes.
We embraced and she fell back on my bed, with me on top of her. I put a finger in her damp crease, which I soon followed with two more. I pumped my fingers in and out of her. She moaned. I clamped my mouth on her big tit, and sucked her yummy nipple. My thumb rested on her clit and my fingers pushed against her G-spot. She squealed and came. I held her as she relaxed. We kissed and she started to softly stroke my cock. We could hear Gerry's bedsprings in the next room, Gerry's grunts, and Michelle's moans and howls. It excited us. I sat back against the headboard, and Kelli crouched over me, kissing me. Her tits dangled and rubbed my cock. I pushed her soft pillows around my pole and started to tit-fuck her. She kissed down my neck and and chest, and sucked my nipple while I pumped her magnificent knockers. "Cum, baby," she whispered. "Cum on my tits!" She sucked my nipple again and and with a groan I shot ropes of cum on her tits and chin. It dripped onto my chest.
As we licked each other clean, we heard Michelle scream out her orgasm. Kelli smiled at me.
"You know, that Michelle is pretty cute. If I were consider doing it with another woman...."
We grinned at each other.