Rob's Roomies Part 4 by Rembrandt Rob [Erotic Story]

It felt so good to finally know the truth that had been hidden away for all these years. I leaned in and gave Kent another hug and this time he wrapped his strong arms around me and hugged me back. When I kissed his cheek he turned and looked at Mike, who was grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

"Would it be okay if I kissed him back?" Kent asked.

Mike winked at him and smiled.

Kent placed his hands on the back of my neck and pulled me close, softly kissing my forehead, then both my cheeks. As he leaned in to kiss my mouth, I realized that my pent-up desire for him was about to be released and I joined him in one of the most sensual kisses of my life. A kiss that had started off so soft and innocent quickly became something that was all consuming and I felt a fire burn within me for this man. Our tongues began to explore each other's mouths and our arms tightly encircled our muscular physiques. I reached down and felt Kent's huge cock as he grabbed at mine. Within moments I realized that we were not alone in our passion. Mike was right there with us on his knees, kissing our faces and rubbing our bulging crotches. I was in heaven.

I locked the door behind me as we entered Mike's room. I was still reeling from discovering Kent's feelings for me were as real as mine were for him. How could I have missed the clues? I thought to myself. I was more than willing, though, to make up for lost time.

I turned out the overhead light while Mike turned up the radio at his desk. I was glad to see that he had not yet moved the mattresses that were still in the center of his floor. The sight of them made me smile, remembering how I had woke up this morning with him lying there warm and naked next to me.

It was a little awkward for a minute with the three of us just standing there, waiting for something to happen. We burst out lasting, thinking how weird and surreal everything had become.

Surprisingly, it would be Kent who made the first move. He came over to Mike and I and put his arms around our shoulders, pulling us all together in a tight circle. He greeted us both with long, tender kisses and nudged us to do the same. In a few moments we were entwined in a sexual frenzy; our mouths and tongues, hands and hips worked together like a well-oiled machine.

Mike broke away and started to slowly unbutton his shirt to reveal his silky chest hair, which set the stage for the erotic show that would follow. Each of us did a slow strip tease for the others, removing one article of clothing at a time, saving our bulging shorts for last. Though Kent claimed to be new at this sort of thing, I couldn't tell by watching him. He wasn't the least bit nervous and his confidence was incredibly sexy. He was fully aware that he was turning me and Mike on and was enjoying every second of it.

I had sneaked a peek at Kent's long dick many times in the shower and in the privacy of our room when he was changing clothes, but I had never seen him with a full-fledged erection. My eyes grew wide as I watched him pull his massive blonde tool from his boxers. His cock had a slight upward curve that was quite unique. Inserting that thing up my ass would be a challenge but I was more than willing to try!

Kent squeezed his cock in a death grip again and again until the head became a deep purple and began to drip. Never once taking his eyes off of us, Kent rubbed the pre-cum over his smooth, tight abs until they glistened in the fading light. He continued his part of the show by flexing his muscular pecs and pinching his nipples hard while watching our reactions to his foreplay. Mike and I were in awe of his beautiful body and wanted to discover more of it for ourselves.

Once all three of us were nude, we pulled Kent down to the floor between us and began kissing and rubbing him from different angles. I concentrated on one side of his tanned, hairless chest while Mike focused on the other. Kent pushed our faces into his nipples and we sucked and chewed on them until he gasped for air. His breathing became deeper and deeper and he began to moan as our mouths explored his rock-hard frame inch by inch. I licked and massaged his muscular arms and Mike tongue fucked his beautiful blonde pits. I kissed Kent over and over and was excited to finally get the chance to run my tongue over his sexy stubble.

Mike and I took turns feasting on Kent's eight inch pole while he writhed beneath us. Every sensation brought Kent heightened pleasure and I knew that his first time was so far an incredible journey that he'd never forget. "Oh man, this feels great..." he whispered in low moans. We continued working his tool, both orally and manually, stopping only intermittently to give each other a sensual kiss. "Oh fuck, that looks so hot!" Kent gasped.

As Kent's panting began to quicken, he leaned up on his elbows and started to plead with us. "Oh man, you guys! I don't want to cum too soon!" he begged. "Hold off a minute... and let me catch...my breath..." Mike and I only smiled at each other and ignored him. We continued to switch off sucking and licking his manhood. Kent was squirming in ecstasy and kept asking us to slow down, but we only increased our pace. When it was Mike's turn next to swallow his rod, I leaned over and sucked Kent's huge balls into my hot mouth. That move must have sent my friend over the edge. I could feel his nuts shift on my tongue and heard him make low, broken growls. Mike yanked Kent's dick from his mouth just in time to watch his cum explode like fireworks across the room. Kent's body bolted and twisted in the spray of jizz, which was a huge turn-on to watch. He collapsed back on the floor like a dead man and Mike looked over at me and grinned. "Looks like our work here is done!" he chuckled.

"Not so fast, mister!" I told him. I pulled Mike to my side of the mattress and wrapped my arms and legs around his hairy body. We've still got more work to do!" I kissed him hard on the mouth, my tongue fighting with his for dominance. I pushed him down roughly to the mattress and began kneading his furry pecs like dough. I glanced over at Kent who had recovered from his orgasm and was sitting up, wiping the remaining cum off his face and chest with his underwear. He was watching us with keen interest and I could tell he was taking mental notes. I'll give you something to write home about! I promised myself.

Leaning forward over Mike, I began tracing the outline of his mounded pecs with my hard dick. The tactile sensation of his silky chest hair rubbing against my sensitive cockhead was amazing and made me shiver to my knees. I rubbed each of Mike's nipples with my engorged cock, pushing its slit over each erect knob and coating them with juicy pre-cum until they glistened. I leaned over and sucked each nip, making loud smacking sounds that caused Mike to groan in pleasure. I looked up at Kent and grinned as I saw him begin to stroke his tool again for another round. He was totally enthralled by what he was witnessing and took a second to grin back.

"Fuck him, Mike!" Kent ordered. "Fuck my roomie's ass – I want to watch you tear him up!"

Mike looked up at me and winked. "I can't think of anything I'd rather do, Kent. But don't you want to have first crack at your roomie's...crack?"

All three of us burst out laughing at his joke.

"Hey!" I chuckled, "Don't I get a say in who fucks me?" I put my hands on my hips and pretended to be ticked off. "I may just take my dick and go home..." Mike and Kent laughed again. They both knew full well that wild horses couldn't drag me away from them right now!

Mike motioned to Kent to pitch him the tube of lubricant lying on his desktop. Kent grabbed it and crawled over to where we were and loosened the cap. "I want to do the honors!" he smiled.

I had been sitting on Mike's taught abs, feeling his huge pecker poking me in my lower back. I slide to one side to let Kent have access to grease up Mike's stiff rod. With his hand full of the gooey jell, Kent lifted up Mike's meaty cock and began priming him with ever increasing speed. Mike threw back his head and panted like a pup.

"Jump on here, cowboy!" Kent said, holding the giant dick for me to straddle. I climbed back up on Mike's trunk and spread my butt cheeks for Kent to locate my manhole. Still slick and warm in his hands, Kent rubbed my hole with the left over lube. He kissed my mouth as he pushed his twitching finger inside my eager ass. His tongue thrust matched the movement of his finger, both fucking me over and over again.

Finally Kent positioned the rocket for launch. My gasping breaths became more intense as Mike began to arch his strong hips upward, his cock punching my hole like a boxer in a ring. When I sat down of that enormous mushroom head and felt it poke through, I heard myself grunt like a wild animal caught in a trap. My butt slid down quickly on Mike's swollen shaft and his whole body trembled with the experience. We began to move in unison, his strong hips pushing upward and my ass pushing downwards, grinding out our lust while Kent watched. "That's it, cowboy! Ride that fucker!" Kent cried in a hushed voice.

Suddenly Kent jumped up and faced me with the beautiful blonde dick he had been stroking just inches from my mouth. It was enormous and wet with pre-cum and throbbed with every heartbeat. "I've got something for you," he teased. "But you've got to let me know how bad you want it!" He smacked his cock against my cheek and chin; my tongue tried to lick his ball juice whenever it passed by.

"Oh yeah, man, I want it!" I gasped. "Feed me that big thing – I want it bad!" Kent pushed his dick as far as he could into my waiting mouth. I almost choked on that monster, forcing him to pull it back out quickly. "Man, you're huge, Kent!" I sputtered. "I can't believe I've missed out on this thing all these years!" Kent nodded his head in agreement. "We're not going to let that happen again!" he whispered. He grabbed my head in his hands and plunged my face into his crotch over and over.

Eventually, Kent backed up and bent down on his knees on either side of Mike's head to feed him his meat. He pushed his nearly vertical pole downward and inserted it into Mike's hungry mouth. Mike sucked hard on this cock, grabbing Kent's ass cheeks and pulling him down further onto his face. Kent gasped loudly and jerked his hips as if he had backed up into a hot stove.

My roomie then bent over and grabbed my gyrating tool in his mouth and gently raked the shaft with his teeth all the way down to the base. I shuddered from the unexpected sensation. This was almost too much stimulation for me and I felt my passion for these sexy men rising inside of me, getting ready to explode and I was helpless to stop it.

My ass felt like it was on fire with the continuous motion of Mike's pelvic thrusts. His hips drove that monster cock deeper and deeper inside of me, fucking my hole in angles that made my balls boil with hot milk. At the same time, Kent's mouth engulfed me, swallowing me into his throat with a powerful suction that drove my dick wild. He was unmerciful to Mike's mouth as well, driving his eight inch jackhammer as deep as it could possibly go. Mike tried to slow down his furious pace by squeezing Kent's ass cheeks as tightly as he could, but that just sent my best friend into orbit. Kent shot his second load of hot cum into the back of Mike's throat, sending his muffled screams of orgasm with each wave. Mike greedily swallowed every last drop of sweet juice.

Hearing Kent cum was music to my ears; I couldn't hold back any longer. My heavy breathing turned into quick panting and I felt my body rise and fall with the waves of pleasure. Moaning, I fell onto Kent's back and held him tightly as he sucked my dick to explosion. My cum blasted into Kent's virgin mouth, filling it full to almost overflowing.

At that same moment Mike convulsed on the mattress below, bucking and thrashing. "FUCK ME, MAN, FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!" he cried in desperate whispers. His hips lifted me off the floor and I struggled to keep riding his huge rod. I could feel his pulsating dick shooting hot man juice deep inside of me in torrents. His moaning was incredibly erotic and I enjoyed watching his hairy chest swell even larger with each thrust. When I felt Mike's cock begin to soften, I slowly pulled up and felt his dickhead release me from its grip. I grabbed Kent's towel to catch the flood of Mike's cum which poured from inside me and down my thighs.

Kent and I collapsed on either side of Mike and nestled together in his muscular arms. He kissed both of us on the tops of our heads, just like a dad would to his kids. Completely spent and delirious from pleasure, all three of us soon drifted off to sleep.

I woke up an hour later and noticed that the room was dark. I yawned and hugged Mike and Kent who were still dozing and got up to look out the window. The campus was deserted except for a few couples heading for the library. The three of us had missed supper in the cafeteria and would either have to go out for a burger or order in a pizza. I didn't mind that we had missed a meal. I wouldn't have traded my evening with my guys for anything in the world.

I smiled when I thought of how the last twenty four hours had changed our lives. Mike was the man of my dreams and Kent was a dream come true. I couldn't imagine my life now without either of them. My relationship with Mike was only growing to grow stronger and the friendship I had with Kent was only going to grow deeper. For the first time in my life, I looked forward to the future.

In a moment I heard low whispers coming from behind me on the floor. Mike and Kent laughed when I turned around.

Kent reached out and grabbed my hand and pulled me down to join them again on the floor. I reached my arms across my friends and squeezed them tightly. "We missed supper, you know," I reminded them. Mike and Kent looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"What?" I asked them.

"Well, we were wondering if you wanted to make us a sandwich..." Kent smirked.

"We don't have a thing in our frig to eat, let alone to make a sandwich! And besides, I'm not going to make your lazy asses anything!" I answered.

Mike laughed again. "No, that's not what we were asking you...we were wondering if you wanted to make us into a sandwich!"

It took me a moment to figure out what they were talking about. I can be a little slow to grasp sexual innuendo at times. Once it clicked, however, my eyes were open wide! "Ok, I get you now...but who's going to be the meat and who's going to be the bread?" I smiled.

"Well, Rob," Kent suggested, "since you are so full of baloney, we thought you would be in the middle!"

I reached over and good-heartedly pushed Kent's face to one side, pretending to be highly insulted. Like a dad settling a sibling rivalry, Mike clamped his strong arms around us and kept us from moving. "Ok, you two, knock it off!" he chuckled. "Now kiss and make up..." I smiled at Kent and leaned over Mike's furry chest to kiss my gorgeous roomie. Mike gently held the back of our heads as he watched our tongues dart in and out of each other's hungry mouths. "This is so fuckin' hot to watch!" he whispered.

I climbed on top of Kent and nestled my head on his chest; it was warm and firm with rigid muscle. I licked his chest in a rhythmic way, savoring the slightly salty taste of his smooth flesh. His large nipples grew hard on my tongue, and I sucked each deeply into my mouth, massaging each knob with my teeth. Kent watched every move I made and whispered constantly how much he was enjoying my work.

I leaned up to kiss his sweet mouth again and again, plunging my tongue as far as it would reach. I held his head in both hands, gripping his blonde locks of hair in my fingers. The tactile sensation of his whiskers drove me wild with lust. I wanted to fuck this man with everything in me.

My mouth slowly kissed and licked its way down his core, stopping to worship his ab muscles for a moment, but concentrating on the giant cock waiting down below. As I took the huge head of Kent's dick into my mouth, I looked up and noticed Mike watching intently, his dark eyes studying every motion of the sex act. I loved the fact that he was comfortable watching me and was enjoying it as much as I was. I ran my tongue up and down Kent's meaty shaft, milking as much pre-cum juice as I could to the head slit. I loved its warm taste and wanted as much of it as I could get. With both hands around the base of his pole, I gobbled it down. The bobbing of my head and the rubbing of my hands on his dick caused Kent to squirm beneath me. After a couple of minutes of this intensity, I pulled away and told Kent to roll over on his knees. I found him to be eager to obey my every command.

Kent's firm white ass was a beautiful sight, perfectly framed against the tanned edges of his waist and thighs. I squeezed his hairless cheeks with the palms of my hands, delivering little kisses and love bites all over its surface. As I parted the cheeks, I took a minute to admire the pink rosebud that was hidden there for me. Visually it was so very different from Mike's hairy crack, but still just as sensual. I deliberately licked that sweet manhole with firm pressure, knowing that this was Kent's first time to experience that wonderful sensation. Kent moaned in surprise, loving every second of the anal pleasure.

I pushed my face into his sexy ass as far as I could, fucking his tight hole with my oral cock, wetting that sweet spot with my saliva until it dripped. I wet my finger and tickled his rosebud with ever increasing pressure until each wiggling digit slid into him and was hidden from sight. Slowly twisting it in half circles, I felt his ass clamp and relax on my finger and listened to Kent's moans increase.

While I was working his ass, Mike brought me his tube of lubricant and kissed me while he oiled my cock. "Fuckin' hot!" he whispered between kisses. I had to agree – this was beyond anything I could have imagined!

Leaning over onto Kent's muscular back, I humped his ass crack with my well-greased rod, and kissed the back of his neck. "Are you ready, buddy?" I asked him. Kent nodded nervously. "Don't worry, I will go easy. Just remember to push out as I push in and you'll be fine."

I oiled up Kent's hole and inserted another couple of fingers to make sure he was loosened up for my hard cock. Kent's breathing became deeper and stronger with each thrust of my hand. "Fuck me, Rob – I want to feel that big dick of yours inside of me!" Kent demanded.

Running my cock up and down his crack, I found his hole and slowly pushed forward, studying my roomie's body language. I saw him grip the edge of the mattress and felt him push his ass forward, letting my dick move a centimeter at a time. Eventually the cockhead pushed through and Kent's body became less rigid as he dropped his head to the mattress. "Yeah, that's it – go deeper, man!" Kent begged. "Take it all the way down!"

Within moments I was able to fuck his ass with a steady rhythm. Grabbing his narrow hips, I started to plow deeper and deeper into his virgin hole, enjoying the warmth. Mike was right there beside me, gently pinching my nipples and kissing me while I rammed Kent's butt. Kent was in another dimension, completely focused on the new world of anal sex that he had only imagined before but was now participating in first hand. Knowing that I was taking his cherry, the man he had dreamed of for so many years, only added to his enjoyment.

I looked at Mike and smiled. "Let's make that sandwich!" I said. Mike winked at me and began oiling his huge cock. Without pulling out, I had Kent move to his side on the mattress. I laid down next to him, never once missing the beat of sexual rhythm. Mike oiled my ass crack and I felt his large hairy frame nestle down beside me, holding me close as his hands massaged my cheeks. Soon I felt that familiar cockhead knocking at my back door and I pushed hard to let him in. His enormous dick found its way into me and I gasped from its girth and length. "Damn, Mike! I forget how big you are between fucks!"

Soon we were in perfect rhythm with each other, our bodies moving like the waves of the angry ocean crashing on the shore. Feeling Mike pound me with that colossal cock was just as erotic as my own dick stabbing Kent's bubble butt. I had never been in the middle of a 'manwich' before and I had to admit that it was quite delicious!

I moved my muscular thighs around Kent's torso for better leverage and pounded his hole with full force. Mike's massive tree-trunk legs wrapped around my hips while his strong hands gripped my pecs. I absolutely loved feeling the friction of his hairy chest rubbing against my back. His deep moans and his heavy breathing in my ears sent high voltage electricity throughout my body.

I quickly found that it was Mike who was fucking Kent though me, and I had to surrender my own movements to the sheer power of his thrusting hips. I was only there for the ride and I wanted to enjoy this rollercoaster for as long as possible.

Kent stroked his engorged dick while I drilled him, often turning his head to the side to whisper how much he loved being fucked or to beg me to fuck him harder. I only answered him with my tongue in his mouth or with wet kisses on his neck. I was so overly stimulated that I just couldn't find the words to speak. I only wanted to drown in this frenzy of mansex and let it consume me.

After a few minutes of our red-hot lovemaking, I knew that I couldn't last much longer. My whole body began to tremble for release. As much as I wanted this pace to continue, I knew that I was about to explode in orgasm. "I'm going to cum, guys.... FUCK!... OH, FUCK!... I'M CUMMING!" My passion erupted and I shot my load deep into his man cave. My groin spasms were intense and deep and shook me to my very core.

Kent began to cum almost simultaneously, his body quivering with each strand of cum that jacked from his massive tool. "Oh fuck!...oh fuck!...oh fuck!!!" he gasped over and over in a low voice. I held him tight as we both descended from our orgasms, pinching his nipples hard as we convulsed in pleasure.

Mike also began to buck his hips forward, plowing my ass with his sweet man juice with every mind-blowing thrust. I could feel his hot cum filling me, lubricating his engorged dick as its rhythm increased.

The three of us laid there in a breathless, sweaty pile – totally exhausted but mutually satisfied. My cock slowly released itself from Kent's tight hole and Mike's massive tool eventually did the same. We hugged each other and silently reflected on what we had experienced together in the shadows of this small dorm room.

A moment later, the fire alarm jolted us to our feet and there was a loud pounding knock on the door...

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Rob's Roomies Part 1 by Rembrandt Rob [Erotic Story]

"Rob, when are you going to bed?"

I turned around and looked Kent straight in the eye. I could tell that he was trying to hide a smile when he glanced away from my curious expression.

"Since when do you care when I'm going to bed?" I demanded. He had never once in our long history as college roommates ever asked me that question. Usually in the evening Kent did his homework at his desk, stripped down to his underwear, and climbed into bed without much more than a quick "Good night". This was really out of the norm for him.

"I just can't sleep tonight with your light on," he answered, flopping back on his pillow as proof of his impatience. Kent turned on his side and leaned on his elbow, shading his eyes from the glow of my desk light. I had been best friends with him since grade school and knew when he was serious and when he was pulling my leg. Something's up, I thought to myself. I walked across the room and stood over Kent's bed, looking down at his thick blonde hair. He sheepishly looked up at me, his deep blue eyes widening in fake surprise. "What?" he smirked.

When we were kids back in Virginia, Kent had earned a reputation as a practical joker and this new concern for my wellbeing reeked of that old mischievous nature. I turned around and pretended to walk toward my own bed; in a split second I was sitting on top of my roommate's bare chest with his tanned, muscular arms pinned under the weight of my legs.

Kent's startled laughter filled our small dorm room. He struggled in vain to free himself, which caused his chest to swell even more. The sight of his bulging pecs made my cock twitch inside my shorts, so I made myself focus on getting to the bottom of the situation. "Okay, buddy – tell me what's going on and I'll let you up!"

Kent grinned from ear to ear as he thrashed his head back and forth on his pillow. "Nothing! I swear it!" he gasped between peals of laughter. I looked down on his unshaven face which peaked in a soul patch on his chin. Man, this guy it too sexy! I thought to myself. I could imagine my tongue working its way across those blond whiskers and diving into that sweet mouth. I had never come out to my roomie about my attraction to him and I knew that I probably never would. Kent was too good a friend to risk losing, even though I longed to make love to him.

Suddenly a scene flashed across my mind that I had witnessed earlier in the evening. On my way to the campus library, I had noticed our friend Mike talking to Kent in the dorm hallway. They both lowered their voices when they saw me and I caught Mike elbowing my roommate out of the corner of my eye. "Hey, I'm watching you two!" I yelled back. Mike only raised an eyebrow in my direction, which caused my heart to race all the way down the stairs. "That guy is killing me!" I whispered to myself.

It was a freezing cold morning in early January when I first laid eyes on Mike climbing out of his pickup truck to unload his boxes and bags. I noticed almost immediately the muscular silhouette of his huge frame beneath the layers of winter outerwear. He was a tall, strikingly handsome man with dark wavy hair and dark brown eyes which smiled when he smiled. I was instantly attracted to him. Borrowing an expression from my mom, he was a real 'looker'. I was glad to find that instead of being conceited and obnoxious, he was a friendly, down-to-earth guy and easy to get to know. And I really wanted to get to know Mike!

As a Resident Assistant, it was my job to help transfer students get acclimated to campus life and I volunteered to assist in getting him moved into the dorm. As luck would have it, he got the empty room on my floor that had come open at the beginning of the semester. I soon discovered through our early conversations that he had been born and raised in West Virginia on the Greenbrier Mountain, just like my mom. He knew the families of many of our relatives, including my grandparents, and I was glad that I had made a connection with him on a personal level.

On the opening day of the semester, Mike appeared in the doorway of my philosophy class. Our eyes met and he waved to me with his chin. He came down my row and took the empty seat right in front of me. Oh holy crap! I thought to myself, I'll never be able to concentrate with him directly in my line of vision! As the semester passed, I often found myself staring at the outline of his muscular shoulders and the gorgeous waves of hair that grew past his shirt collar. I imagined running my fingers through those beautiful locks and softly kissing the back of his neck. At least once every class hour, Mike would yawn and lean back to stretch. His head would be within inches of my face, close enough that I could smell the musky scent of his cologne . Like a porn star teasing the camera, he flexed his huge biceps right in front of me, holding the pose a little longer than was necessary. Muscle whore! I thought to myself. You know exactly how to turn a guy on! I couldn't get enough of this man and I felt my attraction to him growing stronger day by day. It was really difficult to keep my eyes, and especially my hands, off of him!

Kent and I often invited Mike to eat with us in the cafeteria and we introduced him to our circle of friends. The girls on the campus of our small college flocked around him, but I never saw him showing interest to any one of them in particular. When we drove off campus with our female friends to grab a burger or to catch a movie in Huntington, Mike seemed to enjoy flirting and joking with the girls just as much as Kent and I. But he always found the seat next to me in the restaurant or at the theatre which I enjoyed but left me confused. Maybe none of these girls are his type? I wondered. Or.. maybe there's more to this guy than meets the eye!

Like myself, Mike was a hairy guy and I had a hard time diverting my eyes from the sexy chest hair that curled from his open shirt collar whenever we talked. He seemed to keep a two-day growth of beard which made him look incredibly rugged - and I had always been a sucker for a guy with whiskers.

As an R.A. on his dorm floor, however, I had to constantly remind him that he had to shave, which I felt was ridiculous. Colleges with strong religious views often have some weird rules and the insistence on men shaving and looking 'clean cut' was one of them. But I never skipped an opportunity to talk to this guy, even if it was about some silly infraction.

Mike was soon working out with us on a regular basis which became the highlight of my day. Not only did I love to look at Kent's incredibly defined frame, which was naturally smooth and sleek, but now I found myself mesmerized by the amazing body of this new friend. I was so distracted by his huge physique that I could hardly focus on what I was doing, often completely forgetting the next exercise of my routine. My cock stayed wet with pre-cum every time we were together and I tried my best to have my gym shorts covered by a long tee to keep my secret excitement hidden from him and my roommate.

One particular afternoon when we were working out, I turned to see Mike pull off his sweaty tee shirt and continue to lift. At the sight of his muscular V-shaped back, which tapered down to a bulging ass and tree trunk legs, I could feel my cock pushing though the right leg of my shorts. I had to quickly turn away to catch my breath! After I had composed myself, I finally got to see what really interested me – his hairy chest. The fur on Mike's broad chest was absolutely perfect in my eyes and was calling to my hungry mouth. At the top of each chiseled mound the dark silky hair grew in slight swirling patterns, and I lustfully watched the sweat from his workout flow along the deep canyon between his pecs and abs. The image of that moment stayed with me for weeks after that, often providing my mind with the picture I needed to jerk my way to explosion. How I longed for that guy!

Kent's squirming beneath me brought my mind back to the issue at hand. "Did you and Mike booby trap my side of the room?" I asked, narrowing my eyes as if I were mad. "I don't know what you're talking about!" Kent giggled. "Now get off me, you jerk!"

I pushed Kent's head back on his pillow and stood up. He playfully tried to kick my butt and I quickly grabbed his ankle, pulling him from his bed and onto the floor with a thud. "That's what you get, you big fat liar!" I said with a laugh.

I walked over to my dresser and checked out my shower bucket to see if anything had been tampered with in my absence. I immediately noticed the plastic soap box had been shut tight, something I wasn't in the habit of doing. I always made a point to keep the box open to allow moisture to escape. Upon closer examination, I found the first of the pranks that Mike and Kent had concocted. The surface of the soap bar had tiny grooves within it and I knew from experience that this was a classic Kent trick. He had taken as many dimes as he could find and had pushed them into the softened soap bar, burying them lengthwise as deeply as possible so that I would painfully discover them the next time I lathered up in the shower. "You need to be more creative, buddy," I chuckled. "This one's getting old!" Kent turned his head toward his desk, trying not to show his stupid grin.

I pulled out each of my dresser drawers and found them all to be empty. I stared hard at Kent without a smile, watching where his guilty eyes would wander, hopefully giving me a clue to the mystery of my missing clothes. Eventually his eyes darted over to the closed curtains of our only window and I saw for the first time that evening the scene of yet another crime. I ran to the window, pulled back the curtains, and to my horror saw one of my socks hanging out a few inches from inside the window seal. Holding on to the sock, I slowly raised the window and pulled one long continuous rope of socks and tees back into our room. "I'm going to kill you guys!" I yelled, now getting majorly pissed off. Once the entire rope of clothing was pulled inside, I noticed that my underwear was still missing. "Okay, smartass! What did you do with my shorts?" Kent only pulled the covers over his head and pretended to snore. It slowly began to dawn on me where I'd find them. "You didn't!" I gasped.

I could remember years ago helping him play a prank on one of our childhood friends when we stayed overnight at his house. We had taken all of his underwear, soaked them in water, and shoved this big wet wad of clothing into the refrigerator freezer. Our friend's mom found the frozen ball the next morning and had gotten really angry with us, waking us up from a deep junk food hangover with a loud scream. I now felt her anger as I jerked open the door to the small frig we shared and peered into its freezer compartment. It was crammed full of my frozen boxers, just as I had feared! I pulled the giant multi-colored ice cube out of the freezer and threw it as hard as I could at Kent who now was convulsing with laughter under the covers. "I hate you.." I muttered. I had to admit that the thought of these guys, especially Mike, touching my underwear was a little erotic!

I scanned my side of the room to see what else these idiots had created for me to find. My closet! I ran to my closet in the corner of our room and slammed the sliding door to one side, knocking it off its tracks. Oh great, can this get any worse? I wondered. In a moment I knew it could. All of my shirts, pants and jeans had been tied into knots, sleeve to sleeve and pant leg to pant leg. "You guys are gonna fix all of this mess!" I yelled. Kent's choked his laughter by burying his face in his pillow.

I went to the edge of my bed and sat down to try to think of what else I might find. Wait a minute, I thought, something doesn't feel right.. I pulled back my bed spread and found that I wasn't sitting on my mattress, but the cushions from a couch which I recognized from the dorm lobby. In a moment I was on top of Kent again, pushing the laughing little bastard down hard with all my might until he begged me to let him go. "Where did you shits put my mattress? Tell me now or I'll suffocate you!" Kent could tell by my voice that I was furious.

"This was all Mike's idea!" he yelled in a squeaky voice. "I can't breathe – get off of me!"

"Not until you tell me where my mattress is," I growled.

"It's in the bathroom!"

"Get it NOW!" I hissed. I yanked back Kent's covers and pulled him to his feet. "Okay, okay – geesh, can't you take a joke, Rob?" I just glared at him. "Not at midnight, you jackass! I wanted to go to sleep and now you've ticked me off." Kent's grin slowly faded as he trotted out of the room. In a minute he was back, dragging my mattress behind him.

"Was my mattress on that nasty bathroom floor?" I asked in disgust.

"No, Mike put it over the stalls so it never touched the floor!" Kent began to chuckle again, reminded of all the fun he and our friend had had at my expense.

I pushed him out of the way and marched down to the end of the hall and banged on Mike's door. I wasn't sure what I would do when he answered, though. Maybe I would punch him or maybe I would wrestle him to the ground in a headlock. Wrestling sounded like a good option. Wrestling was a safe way to cop a feel and I definitely wanted to feel up this guy by any means. I pounded on his door again and then tried the knob. His door was unlocked and he was gone. Crap! I thought angrily. There's an opportunity wasted.

When I returned to my room, Kent had replaced my mattress and the sheets that he and Mike had hidden. He promised me that he would take care of putting everything back in its place after his work study tomorrow. I stared at his adorable face and realized that I couldn't stay mad at him. Smiling, I shook my head and stripped down to my underwear and climbed into bed. "Are you still nine years old?" I muttered under my breath. Kent chuckled again and climbed under his own covers. "I guess I'm going to have to go commando tomorrow," I said out loud, reaching for my text book. I propped up on my pillows and started to read the last chapter of an assigned reading for a quiz the next morning.

In a few minutes Kent turned and asked me again, "Rob, when are you going to go to sleep?"

I slammed my book shut and turned off the light on my bookshelf. "Man, you're getting on my nerves!" I said sarcastically. I realized that I was too wound up to read anyway and wanted to reflect on the fact that Mike had instigated the whole thing. I didn't want to play mind games with myself, but I thought he must have some feelings for me to have come up with such an elaborate and devilish series of pranks. In a weird way, I was sort of flattered that he took the time to tease me.

It took at least an hour for me to begin to drift off to sleep. I had been fantasizing about Mike's hard body and how I would love to have him there next to me, rubbing his chest, nibbling on his neck and massaging what I imagined to be an amazing cock. I'm sure I was still dreaming of him when a loud crashing sound broke the silence.

For quite a while I really wasn't sure exactly what had just happened. I learned later that the crashing sound that jolted me awake was Kent's closet door forcefully slammed against the wall. It had come off its tracks and hit the floor, echoing like a clap of thunder (obviously, we had very cheap closet doors). In the fog of sleep I heard something ungodly yelling my name with all its might. It sounded more like an animal than a human and it scared the living hell out of me.

I bolted straight up in bed and yelled in terror as whatever this thing was came running in the dim light and jumped on me, laughing hysterically. Though I was completely disoriented, I began to realize that there was something familiar about this creature on top of me. I could hear Kent laughing his fool head off from somewhere in the darkness when suddenly the overhead light flashed and I could finally squint to see what this thing was.

It was Mike, perched on top of my belly like some sort of gargoyle, wearing the molded rubber mask of an old man. I could see his dark eyes smiling evilly through the slits of the hideous face as he called my name in a shrill falsetto voice. I laid my head back, heaving with fear. "I'm going to kill you for this.." is all I could muster between breaths.

All the noise coming from our room had awakened the whole floor and guys were running down the hall from every corner to check it out. The noise level got even louder when they heard Kent's broken explanation of what they had planned. Mike had hidden himself in Kent's closet for hours waiting for the opportunity to jump out and scare me to death!

With the adrenaline rush that was going through my veins, I pushed the howling gremlin off of me and onto the floor. Mike got up and danced around my bedside, wearing nothing but his underwear and that ridiculous mask. I bolted out of bed to flog him but he broke through the crowd of fifteen to twenty guys who had gathered in our room and took off running down the hall, still yelling out my name like a banshee. I chased him at full speed down to his room where he tried to slam the door in my face. Wedging my body into the door frame and pushing with all of my might, I finally forced the door open. Mike fell on his bed in a quivering heap of laughter.

Just as I closed the door behind me, I heard the hushed whispers of the guys in the hallway and the quickened pace of muffled footsteps. "DELBERT'S COMING!" was the message which echoed from room to room. I froze in fear and locked Mike's door. Delbert was the grouchy dorm dad who lived underneath our floor and must have been awakened by all the noise coming from above. Delbert played favorites with some of the guys and, even though I worked for him as an R.A., I had somehow found myself on his bad side and he was out to get me fired from my cushy work-study job and give it to one of his cronies.

I turned out the light and whispered in the blinding darkness to the demon still bent over laughing. "Shhh! Mike, shut up!" I ran over to his bed and pulled him to the floor, yanking the sweaty mask off his head and clamping my hand over his mouth. "Damn it, shut up!" I whispered sternly in his ear. "I'm already on Delbert's shit list as it is!" His body continued to shake uncontrollably. This is it, I nervously thought to myself, I'm going to get fired and have to work in that stinking cafeteria again and it's all their faults!

As I sat there cupping Mike's mouth in my hand, I strained to listen to the noises in the hallway while his laughter began to subside. Gradually I became aware of just how I was holding him; his back was against my chest, my legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, and my free hand was holding one of his bulging pecs! The texture of his chest hair immediately made my cock swell and I found myself rubbing his erect nipple over and over again. In a moment my little soldier was at full salute and I knew that he had to feel it pushing into his back. Sitting there in the darkness, I feared it was too late to hide my feelings from him any longer.

To my surprise and relief, he reached up and caressed the back of my hand and I could feel his face turning towards mine. I slowly released my hand from his mouth and listened to the erotic sound of his heavy breathing just inches away from my ear. His whiskers rubbed across my cheek as he leaned his head against my face. "It's about time you noticed me!" he said in a low husky voice. "See what a guy has to do to get your attention?" My heart, already pounding furiously in my chest, felt like it had skipped a beat. Was I still dreaming? Could this guy whom I craved from a distance really be here in my arms? I hugged Mike as intensely as I could and slowly kissed his cheek, feeling the coarse stubble glide across my lips. We stayed seated in that position for a long time, saying nothing but absorbing the sexual energy of the moment.

Finally I spoke. "You don't know how long I've wanted to kiss you.."

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