Balls-Out

By mid-semester we had a routine. Pretty much everyday after class we would get naked in our tiny dorm room and start by jacking off, except on Fridays we would shave each other first cause we both liked to be super-smooth. Then we would lick each other’s nuts and rim each other deep until we were ready to take each other’s fingers. We’d take turns pumping each other’s shaved assholes with our fingers until we were close to cumming, and only then would we make out.  

Kissing was this extra thing to push us over the edge. He was a good kisser and it was the taboo of it, two ostensibly straight guys making out like lovers. It always worked and we’d spew cum all over the place. Then we’d go work out in the campus gym, and usually do it all over again once we got back to our room.

We stopped calling it “practice” and started calling it “fucking around,” because there was only so much practice you could get before you had to admit you were in the game. We never called it sex, because there were certain things we never did. Sucking cock for instance. And fucking...well, we never even talked about that.

One day, after we’d spent an hour taking turns bending over so we could finger-fuck each other’s assholes, he said, real casually, “I wonder what a dildo would feel like?”

“Probably pretty intense,” I said, slipping on my underwear. But just the mention of it made me chub up again. “Why, you want to try it?”

“Kinda,” he said, and he was putting on his workout pants but I could see he was getting hard again, too. “I mean a finger feels as good as it does...”

We ordered one off the internet and it came the next day to the dorm mail room, along with a bottle of lube. The dildo was clear green and, crucially, didn’t have any anatomical features.

We immediately got naked. He went first, lying back on my bed and lifting his legs in the air. I helped him lube up his hole and he picked up the dildo and started pushing it in himself until it popped inside.

“What’s it like?” I said once he’d pushed it in all the way.

“Intense,” he said, which I could tell because he was, like, sweating. But then he started pushing it in and out of himself and kind of moaning. Also his cock stayed super hard. “What’s it look like?” he said, because I was right down there between his legs.

“Like, really hot,” I said, and it honestly did. The dildo was translucent, and his smooth, pink asshole was stretched around it, and it was just so hot to watch it disappear into him. I jacked him and sucked on his nuts while he pumped it in himself, until it was my turn.

We switched places and I got all lubed up. It hurt at first but then it felt amazing. I could feel this big thing stretching me out and it was just such a trip. He was jacking me and watching, wide-eyed.

“Damn man, I see what you mean,” he said, jacking himself with his other hand. “It’s just opening you right up.”

“Fuck it’s gonna make me cum,” I said, and then it came on like lightning. One of the best orgasms of my life – just a huge load that coated my chest and stomach. When I’d finished he took it from me, then he got on the floor and rode it till he came. That was super hot, to see him bouncing on it like that.

We called it our little buddy. He’d text me in class: “Excited to hang out with our little buddy later,” along with a picture of his half-hard dick that he’d taken in the campus bathroom stall. It became a regular part of our routine. Sometimes we’d start by getting in a sixty-nine position and licking each other’s asses at the same time. Then he would grab it from his underwear drawer and we’d do rock-paper-scissors to see who got to go first.

Fucking each other with it came natural. One day he’d been riding it and then he got on his back and was plowing himself with it, but awkwardly. I took hold of it to help him out.

“Oh fuck yeah,” he said, eyes getting all wide.

“Is that okay?” I said, and pushed the dildo inside of him.

“Oh fuuuck. Yeah. More than okay,” he said, and I kept pumping it in him. “Goddamn. It feels different when you’re doing it. Like I have less control.”

Of course I had to try it, too. “Fuck...I see what you mean,” I said, watching him work the dildo into my asshole. I was so hard and on the edge – really, our dildo sessions were an exercise in trying to hold off from cumming.

I got on all fours and had him pump me with the dildo with my ass spread out. “How’s that look?” I asked.

“So fucking good,” he said. I looked back. He was jacking off and his dick was so hard. “Your ass is all spread out and smooth and it’s sliding in like butter,” he said.

“Let me do you,” I said, so he bent over and I pushed it back in him. I have to say, the thought of sliding something else in him crossed my mind. But we had a good thing going and I didn’t want to fuck it up. So we came like that, one after the other, stuffing the dildo in each other’s asses. Then we cleaned up and got back to studying, a load lighter and heads clearer.

Our little buddy got a workout that semester. And about a month later I got an idea but kept it a secret from him. He got this excited look when I showed him the package I’d ordered. I let him open it: a double-ended dildo, pink and much thicker than our little buddy. Unfortunately it had features that made it look like an actual cock, but I didn’t say anything about that and neither did he. “Oh fuck yeah,” he said, flopping it around. “It’s really thick.”

“Think we can take it?” I said.

“Only one way to find out.” We stripped down and got on our backs, ass to ass on the floor. Then we lubed up and each grabbed an end and popped the tips inside ourselves.

“Goddamn,” we said at the same time, then laughed at our synchronicity. Once we got used to it it was a matter of moving toward each other so we could take more. We went pretty slowly. “Fuck that is stretching me out,” he said.

“I know, man,” I said. At some point I didn’t think I could do it. But both of our cocks were throbbing nonetheless. Inch by inch we closed the gap between us, until our shaved nuts were pressed against one another and our asses had almost completely swallowed it. Then I felt his asshole next to mine: we’d done it.

“Oh fuck I’m gonna cum,” he said, and as he came he moved around a bit which made the dildo move inside me. That was what set me off, too. It must have been a site: two shaved college jocks stuffed full of dildo, cocks spewing like fountains, cum all over our tight, young bodies.

“Best jack-off session ever,” he said, and I agreed.

It wasn’t an hour before we were pulling it out again. This time we took it doggy style, which was beyond hot because we could use more leverage to kind of fuck each other with it at the same time. We set his mirror on the floor so we could watch it, this big pink rubber dong disappearing into us.

“I wish we could make out while we take it, though,” I said, and he had an idea. It was tricky, but we got on our backs and stuffed the double-dong into us again, then sat up. I got my thighs on top of his and, with the center of the dildo anchored on the floor, we were able to ride it at the same time, holding on to one another’s shoulders and jacking our dicks with our free hands.

“That’s it, man,” my roommate said, breath heavy and lips right next to mine. “Kiss me.”

“God this is so good,” I said, and locked lips with him, finding his tongue with mine and making out as we bounced up and down. We came like that, jizz going all over each other. Then we collapsed on our backs and let the dildo fall out of us, chests heaving.

Lying there, I thought of how I’d learned more in the past few months than in my entire sexual history up until that point: that I could get off with a dude, for starters. But also that I loved having shaved nuts and a shaved asshole, and loved having both of them licked. That licking another dude’s nuts and ass kinda turned me on too – so long as it was my roommate’s. But what was most surprising was how much pleasure I could get from having my ass stuffed full.

I wondered what else I would learn in the few weeks before we both left for summer break.

Read more on my Patreon