Three straight college housemates

Getting answers from Gabe

‘Owing to this illness, class this afternoon will be rearranged.’ The email read.

Typical. I’d woken up, gotten dressed, and left specifically to go to a class that was now cancelled. Halfway into the 30 minute walk, I’d checked my phone and just happened to see the email. At least I didn’t have to waste anymore time. I turned around and just started walking back home. At least the weather was good; it was still warm and sunny, so I’d gone out in some shorts and a t-shirt. A little walk to soak up some rays wouldn’t hurt; it was a nice break from the house too.

When I’d gotten up that morning, it was weird. Jax still didn’t seem to know how to deal with what we’d done the last night and so he didn’t really talk to me that morning. He just left for his classes without much noise. Similarly, Gabe got back from his thing and pretty much went straight into his room. I was becoming more and more convinced that I’d screwed stuff up by drunkenly messing around with them.

It wasn’t even my fault. We were all straight and they’d both been into it. Why was I getting the cold shoulder just because they were both insecure? I wasn’t being weird. It didn’t really bother me that I’d jerked off with my housemates; we were just really drunk, horny and best mates. Why wouldn’t we help each other out? I kept mulling over the thoughts in my head as I walked back to the Pad.

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Opening the front door, I spotted some mail on the floor. Bending down to pick it up, I softly closed the door. As I was looking at the letters, I heard a strange noise. I stopped and listened. There it was again. I moved quietly into the hallway, it seemed to be coming from Gabe’s room. As I got closer, the door was slightly open. What was Gabe doing?

As I got closer, I suddenly realized what the sound was. It was moaning. Had Gabe gotten a girl in here since Jax and I left? He must have thought we’d both be out for a while. Curious, I just wanted to peek in and check what was going on, and then I’d leave. I walked up to his door.

Through the gap I spotted Gabe. I wasn’t surprised to see him fully naked. Everything else surprised me. He was on all fours on the bed, his head on his pillow and ass facing the door. That gave me a full view of the black dildo he was sliding in and out of his ass. The same one I’d seen before. Gabe was fucking himself with this 7” dildo.

He wasn’t going lightly either. He was really pounding his own ass. I could hear the sound of the lubed up toy amidst the sounds of his frantic moaning. I felt myself getting hard at the sight. As I watched, he shifted a bit and went back to pleasuring himself. He wasn’t even jerking himself off, just so focused on slamming his own ass.

“Yeah fuck me, fuck me.”

More than just moans, he was talking to himself. Clearly he must be imagining something happening. But what was it? Was he thinking about some guy fucking him? That couldn’t be right.

“Fuck me Owen.”

I was stunned. He was thinking about me. He was imagining me fucking him. I was fully hard now, my bulge tenting up my shorts. I knew I should stop watching, but I couldn’t tear myself away.

It wasn’t much longer before I saw Gabe throw back his head, tossing his blonde hair. He was moaning more and thrusting his dildo faster. He hadn’t touched his dick at all as I’d been watching, but now I saw him start to cum. His load sprayed onto the bed beneath him. Climaxing just from the dildo in his ass.

I had to get away before he saw me. I slipped back to the front door. On the way, I adjusted myself trying not to have such an obvious bulge. Once I got to the door, I opened it and then closed again much louder.

“Hey.” I called.

Making that much noise, Gabe now definitely heard me. His door suddenly closed.

I went and sat in my room and turned the TV on. I smiled to myself thinking about what I’d just seen and how panicked he must have been. But I was confused about what was going on in Gabe’s head. I needed answers.

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It was a couple hours later that Gabe left the shelter of his room and wandered into the kitchen where I was. He glanced at me as he came in and opened the fridge, grabbing some milk to drink.

“Hey bro, how’s it going?” I asked nonchalantly.

“Yeah good dude, good.” He was acting mostly normal.

“What have you been doing today?”

“Not a lot, just chilling in my room.” It was his eyes; he wasn’t looking at me. That was what made him seem suspicious.

“Cool, cool. You want to play some games?”

“Er I dunno dude.”

“What? Afraid I’m just going to beat you again?” I laughed.

He hesitated. “No chance dude. Fine, you’re on.” Easy bait.

As we often did, we ended up on fighting games. We were usually pretty evenly matched. But today he was off his game. Sitting next to me on my bed, he just seemed tense. After a few matches, I had an idea.

“Okay Gabe. How about we make this interesting? Forfeits for whoever loses each bout.”

“I dunno.”

“Don’t wimp out man, come on.”

“You’re playing too good today, it’ll be unfair.”

“Classic Gabe, it’s only unfair cos you’re bad.” I joked as I gave him a little push.

“You hog the console in here! You get way more practice.” He was loosening up.

“Just too scared of me then.” I sighed.

“Not scared dude. Fuck off.” He said it more with a laugh than seriously. He was definitely chilling out as we went on, less awkward.

“Then are we on? Forfeits for the loser.”

He groaned. “Fine dude. You’re on.”

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As he got more into it Gabe won more of the rounds, but I was definitely in the lead. The forfeits started off with stuff like shouting out of the window, downing a can of beer, stupid little funny things. That sparkle in his blue eyes when he laughed came back and he seemed a lot more relaxed. He kept brushing his blonde hair back and giving me little shoves as we played to throw me off like a little kid does.

“Oof, third KO in a row.” I taunted him.

“Don’t gloat Owen, it’s not a good look on you.” Gabe smirked. “What’s this one then?”

I thought for a second. “You have to give me your surfer necklace.”

“Dude, what? Haha, nah.”

“Why not? You’ve got like a hundred of them.”

“Seven dude. They’re from Bali I can’t just get more.”

He looked at me as I just held out my hand. He stared back at me, but I didn’t move. Finally, his shoulders slumped, and he sighed reaching up to take the necklace off. His big arms and shoulders weren’t good for flexibility, so it took a moment. But then one freshly won surfer necklace dropped into my hand.

“Gonna get you back for that dude.”

“Just try it.” I laughed.

The next round he definitely tried harder. But I slammed the door and that one and beat him down.

“Unfair.” He scowled.

“Okay, okay. This time I win… that cool shirt you had. You know the black one with the stripes and cuffs?”

“Dude. I’m not denying you’ve got good taste there.” He winked. “But you’re not getting my whole wardrobe.”

“At least the shirt then.” I folded my arms and waited.

Again, Gabe sighed and walked out to his room. He came back holding the shirt and threw it on my floor.

“You won’t wear it as well as I do though.” He teased.

He sat down and seemed to really be trying hard, thinking of how he could beat me. This time, he just about managed to win.

“Yeah! Eat that dude. Fucking got you back.” He was laughing, and a sore winner.

“Fine!” I threw my hands up in mock frustration. “What do I have to do?”

“You steal my clothes, I steal yours. Give me your shirt.”

“Not stealing, winning.” I corrected. “Which shirt?”

“That one.” He pointed to the one I was wearing.

That surprised me. But I quickly whipped it off and threw it onto him. The confident and quick way I did it without hesitating or complaining must have caught him off-guard as he pulled the shirt off of his face.

“Next round.”

He was not good this round. I saw him glance at me a few times as I beat him down mercilessly. He was definitely distracted.

I simply looked at him and said. “Your board shorts.”

“Really?”

“Yep.”

He stood up off the bed and tentatively pulled down his shorts. He was now just wearing his boxers and a sleeveless top. As he sat back down, I tried to covertly sneak a look at this bulge. It wasn’t obvious right now.

We leapt straight into another round. This one took longer; Gabe was playing well, and we were both a bit more defensive. We chipped each other down, but right at the end he got a good combo in.

“Fuck yeah.” He fist-pumped in celebration. “Okay dude, your shorts this time.”

Chuckling, I stood up and grabbed my shorts pulling them off. I now stood there in just my briefs. I could feel Gabe watching me as I did. So, I then picked up his board shorts and put them on, followed by his surfer necklace. Standing there in Gabe’s gear, I looked back at him. He was quiet and just looking at me. I definitely saw movement in his boxers.

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He snapped out of it. “Not fair man.”

“What? I won these fair and square, I can wear my clothes if I want.”

“But…”

“Plus, I think I look pretty good in them. What do you think?”

As I said it, I struck a pose for him. Arms up, biceps flexed, and chest puffed up. Gabe didn’t respond. He just looked. I walked around the bed to him and stood close to him.

“What do you think?” I repeated. “Do the girls find this hot?”

He licked his lips. “Yeah Owen. I… I bet they would.”

“Do you think it’s hot?”

He paused. “Yes.” He whispered.

I dropped the pose and looked him straight in the eye. “I saw you earlier with your dildo.”

A moment of shock on Gabe’s face as he stayed there not moving, not speaking.

I put my hand on his shoulder.

“I heard you saying my name.”

His eyes opened even wider. “No. No, I… I…”

“Were you thinking about me fucking you?” I squeezed his shoulder tighter. “Were you?”

He looked down and away. “Yes.” He whispered.

“Good.” I replied.

He looked back at me confused.

I continued. “Since our thing the other night, I wanted to do more. Do you?”

He just looked at me and nodded. I could see the bulge in his boxers now, getting bigger.

“You want me to fuck you, don’t you Gabe?”

He just nodded.

“I want to hear you say it.” I pushed.

“I… I want you to fuck me Owen.”

“Good boy.”

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I pulled Gabe up to stand next to me and slid down his boxers. His now fully hard cock springing out. I just took him by the shoulders and threw him back onto the bed. His wide eyes stared back at me as if he couldn’t believe what was happening. As he watched, I struck a few more poses and then took his board shorts off and my briefs with them. I brandished my shaft towards him.

“Suck it.”

He didn’t need any more encouragement; he just sat forward and went to work on me. I felt the eager way he sucked me, getting me good and wet. But soon, I pushed him off back onto the bed. I picked up his legs and pushed them to his shoulders, revealing his hole. Before, it had been obscured by the dildo fucking it, but now I could see it all. Exposed to me, waiting for my cock.

I moved forward until the tip of my dick was touching it. Then I rubbed across the hole, getting it wet with Gabe’s saliva. He was watching me the whole time.

I had been thinking about this since earlier, and now I was about to fuck Gabe’s ass.

I slowly started to push my way in. He took a deep breath and his face changed as he started to feel me inside him. With nothing but his own spit as lube, he gasped. I kept pushing in. His own cock was right in front of me, still hard and throbbing. He was clearly enjoying it.

“Ah. Yeah. Give me all of it.”

His eyes pleaded with me and kept pushing. Soon enough, my whole length was inside my buddy’s ass. It felt tight and warm; incredible.

“Your ass feels so good bro.” I breathed.

“Fuck it Owen. Fuck me.”

 Got to work. Slowly at first but speeding up. I started pounding away. Thrusting my cock deep inside him. It was amazing. I’d never felt so fucking good.

“Mmmmm, you feel amazing Gabe.” I panted.

His eyes stared back at me. “Yeah? Yeah. Fuck. Fuck me harder.”

“You’ve been dreaming about this haven’t you? Thinking about my cock inside you.”

“Yeah. Fuck. Yeah.”

“How does it feel inside you?”

“So, fucking good. Better than I thought. Keep going. Ah. Keep going.”

I didn’t know what was coming over me. But I was so turned on by Gabe giving up his ass to me. By dominating him. As I fucked, I watched him gasping for breath, his muscles tensing, his pecs bouncing around. Every slam sent another ripple. He was at my mercy. Obeying me for my pleasure. It was fucking hot.

I started grunting as I put more force before each thrust. The slap as my crotch hit his ass repeating over and over. I felt so hard and horny. So good. I couldn’t control myself. I was a beast in heat fucking away hard and rough.

“I’m, I’m…” Gabe wasn’t even touching himself but the precum was leaking out. His pants came faster and faster. “Yes! Ah!”

I watched his cock start spasming. I’d fucked him into an orgasm completely hands-free, like I’d seen with his dildo. He hit himself in the face with the first shot of cum. The rest covered him. He loved the feeling of my cock fucking him so much he’d cum from that alone. It made me feel like the sexiest fucking guy on earth. And that was enough.

“Fucking take my load Gabe. Take it. Fuck. FUCK!”

I roared that last bit as all my self-control was lost and I sank as deep inside him as I could. I felt the pressure as my load forced its way out, shot after shot. I emptied myself inside him.

We were both breathing hard as I stood there for a moment softening inside of him. 

“That was great dude. I’ve never cum like that.” Gabe panted.  

“Me neither bro.”

“I’m not gay though.” He protested.

“I’m not either. But you did just take my load. That ass is mine.” I joked and laughed.

“Haha yeah… Are you going to… pull out?”

“Of this ass? Hmmmm.” I jokingly held there and thought for a second before I slid out of him. As I did, I saw a little bit of my cum drip out after.

Gabe tossed his blonde hair back as he stood up next to me. “I just like stuff in my ass that’s all.”

“Well, if you need something just ask.”

Gabe and I looked at each other for a moment. But then, we heard the front door closing loudly. Jax was back. We both hurriedly threw on our clothes and as Gabe left the room, Jax poked his head around the door.

“Smells like sweat in here, open a window.” He looked at me for a second. “Nice necklace.” And left.

I touched the surfer necklace I’d won from Gabe that was still hanging at my neck. Damn, I forgot that.