Three straight college housemates

Waking up the next morning was hell.

The sun was blazing in through the curtains and blinding me. My head was so painful. I just lay there for a few minutes in pain. I groaned and shifted onto my side and saw Gabe laying there fast asleep. As I saw him I started to remember what happened last night. How we’d gotten drunk at the party. How we’d dragged Jax back home. Watching porn. We’d jerked each other. Fuck that was crazy. And then, I remembered the sight of Gabe on top of me, our cocks rubbing together, and how he’d bust his load onto me.

I looked down at myself. Laying naked on my bed, I could see the dried cum still on my torso. Fuck.

I looked back at Gabe. He was still asleep, his chest rising and falling steadily. He’d managed to grab some of the bed sheets and had kind of covered his lower half a bit. Reaching out delicately, I took hold of the covers and pulled them back. Gabe was naked too, his soft dick now exposed. It all suddenly felt more real. My buddy was naked beside me. We’d cum together. My eyes moved over his sleeping form, taking in the way he breathed, the curve of his muscles, his flaccid shaft. I’d seen him naked a lot, but this felt intimate.

There wasn’t any cum on him. It was all on me. If I washed it off, and he didn’t remember, there wouldn’t be any evidence.

I painfully got up and grabbed some stuff to head to the shower. As I walked, I remembered the state Jax had been in. I poked my head around into his room and saw him still sleeping in his bed. Still alive at least.

Returning to the shower, I spent a while letting the hot water wash over me.

---

A few hours later, the other two had finally woken up and we sat around in the kitchen. The hangovers actually weren’t as bad as we thought, Jax especially got off lightly.

“You were so wasted dude! So unfair.”

“You’re just jealous because I can handle the hangover better than you Gabe.”

“Unfair! Plus, I had that chick going right up until you got shitfaced. Not my fault little Jackson bombed out with Jennifer.”

“Watch it.” Jax sounded angry. Usually, he took the banter well but, whether it was his failure last night or the hangover, he really didn’t seem in the mood.

 “Just chill Gabe.” I gave him a look. He looked back at me and shrugged. He hadn’t said anything about last night, and he wasn’t really acting differently. So, I acted as normal as I could too.

“Whatever dudes. I’ve got that thing at my parent’s tonight anyway so I better head.”

“It was your… dad’s birthday? Or something?” I half remembered.

“Yeah that’s right dude. We’re all going over for food and staying the night.”

“That sounds good.” I offered, but Gabe just shrugged again. He got up and went into his room, presumably packing up some stuff.

“I thought he liked his parents.” Jax said a bit confused.

“Yeah I did too.”

Regardless, Gabe came back out of his room with his backpack and said his goodbyes, heading off. His parents’ place wasn’t even that far so he usually just took a bus there. I heard the door bang as he left.

“I keep telling him not to do that.” Jax said, hand to his hand.

“Head still hurting?”

“Course it is man. I’ve got to eat something. Didn’t you want me to help out with the shaving? Pay you back for yesterday? We can do that after if you want. Give me something easy to do, haha.”

“Yeah sure. Why not.”

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After Jax had managed to struggle down some lunch, we both stood in the bathroom. Bare-chested, I watched Jax looking through the cupboard.

“I know I bought more shaving foam though. It’s got to be here.”

“Maybe you left it somewhere else?” I proposed.

“Maybe the angel Gabriel took it again.” He muttered.

“Don’t worry about him he was just being an asshole this morning.”

Jax sighed. “I know. But he knows I hate being called Jackson. And he knows I got my hopes up with Jennifer.”

“It’s rough bro, but plenty more fish you know?”

“I know.” Another sigh as he turned around. “So, I’m going to check in my room for it. How about you check Gabe’s? Just in case he pinched it again.”

“Okay sure, just in case.” I started walking over into Gabe’s room.

I could hear Jax muttering as he walked to his. “He doesn’t even have hair to shave for fuck sake…”

 

Every time I walked into Gabe’s room it was a worse mess than before. Clothes on the floor, used plates on his desk. I picked my way across the room and got to his bedside table. I couldn’t see any shaving foam cans on his desk, or on the table. I opened up the drawer and found the usual things: random crap, some lube, some condoms, the handcuffs he was very proud he had. Nothing in there.

I knelt down and looked under his bed. There was a gap where his backpack had probably been. Looking around, I saw something cylindrical and black, could be it? I reached under for it and grabbed it. But it felt squishy. I pulled back my hand and was greeted by the sight of a big, black dildo. My mouth dropped open in shock. I had no idea he had something like this. I guessed it was around my size, about 7”.

Standing there with Gabe’s dildo in my hand, it struck me that this had probably been inside his ass. Had Gabe fucked himself with this? I remembered back to last night and seeing Gabe on top of me fucking our cocks together. I felt myself getting a little hard.

“Owen! I found it! Come on back.”

The sudden shout freaked me out and I dropped the dildo onto the floor. I knelt down hurriedly and tried to put it back where I found it. Trying to stay calm, I went back to the bathroom.

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“Yeah just in the bag by my bed. Feel stupid now.” Jax chuckled as he applied the foam to my chest.

“No problem, happens to us all.”

With me helping to shave his shoulders, Jax had said he wanted to do something back. So, I’d been letting him shave my chest for me. I wasn’t super good at doing it and nicked myself more than he did.

We were silent for a time as he started shaving me. I watched the gentle, but firm way he dragged the razor across my skin. How his other hand softly pushed on my skin to keep it tight. I watched how he kept his eyes fixed on my chest as he did. Focused. I relaxed feeling his touch and how he followed the curve of my pecs. It felt good.

Jax broke the silence.

“Am I fun?”

“Yeah of course you are Jax. Why do you ask?”

“Well. It’s just… you know how people say I’m not fun. I’m like an old man or something.”

“You’re just mature. Dependable, reliable.”

His eyes flicked up to mine before they went back to my chest. “Dependable doesn’t get the girls though.”

“They’re just the wrong girls then bro. All those girls at Joe’s parties are just out for a one-night stand. You’ve just got to find girls that appreciate you for you.”

Again, his eyes flicked up as he smiled. “Thanks Owen. Yeah you’re right.”

“Plus, I think you’re loads of fun anyway.”

He chuckled to himself.

“You wanna stay in tonight Jax? We’ve got a load of beers still in the fridge. Just have a fun night us two?”

“I’d love that man.” He smiled.

---

Several beers in, we were on my bed watching Jax’s favourite sport on TV: basketball.

“I’m telling you bro; you should have been on your school’s basketball team! Giant guy like you.”

“No, no.” Jax protested. “Those guys were way bigger. Plus, I was good swimming you know.”

“Whatever bro.”

“Didn’t you do basketball at your school or something?”

“Wrestling.” I replied. “It’s not even close to basketball, how’d you get that mixed up?”

“I dunno.” He laughed drunkenly. “But yeah that’s right, that’s why you’re all muscular and shit.”

“Yep you got it.” I laughed back.

“Still got it too man, had to be careful shaving those big titties!”

“These?” I cupped my pecs and Jax snorted.

“Exactly! Getting bigger too, not pregnant are you?” He winked.

“Not that I know.”

“But yeah, gym’s doing you good. Show ‘em off.”

I flexed my arms sitting next to him on the bed and he snorted again.

“I meant to girls!” He slapped my thigh as he laughed.

“Well, you’re getting big too Jax, maybe we should both do it more.”

“I dunno man, I’m not that big.”

“Lies bro. Take off that shirt. Take it off! Show me.”

Reluctantly he took off his shirt and stood up next to the bed, stumbling a bit.

“See? Big stud right there, show it off!” I encouraged him.

He flexed his arms like I had, and I stood up and walked next to him. I grabbed a bicep and then slapped it jokingly. “See? Big gun show.”

I whipped off my shirt and we jokingly flexed in front of each other. Biceps, pecs, shoulders. After a couple of minutes, we sat back down on the bed laughing.

“See? You are fun bro.”

“Not like Gabe though.” He mumbled.

“No, you’re way more fun than Gabe.” I looked at him, but he just stared ahead at the TV.

“You know what Gabe’s idea of funny is? Stuff like being an asshole. Messing with people. Or like watching porn in here with me.”

“You guys did that?” he asked.

It sounded like he felt like out. I tried to backtrack a little. “I mean, only once or twice.”

“Oh.” He said. “Okay.”

I sighed. “Do you… want to do that? We can if you want.”

He just looked at the TV.

“Okay, Jax. We’re doing it. I bet it’ll be loads of fun with you.”

He snorted jovially. “Sure, let’s try it.”

---

It took time for us to drunkenly find something we both liked. We ended on an athletic guy getting a blowjob with a slim, blonde girl. We sat there shirtless, bantering about how hot the scene was.

Maybe it was how drunk I was, or maybe because I’d done this last night. But I quickly found myself wanting to get my shorts and briefs off, to lay there and stroke. I wasn’t sure how Jax would take it though. I glanced at him, and he seemed pretty into the show, watching the TV avidly.

“Fuck it.” I decided, and just took my shorts straight off and threw them next to the bed. I was only at a semi, so it flopped out and I started playing with it. I looked at Jax next to me, and his eyebrows raised in surprise. He looked back at me, then my semi, then down at himself.

“Fuck it.”

He staggered about a bit as he got up and took his jeans and boxers off. He flopped back down next to me. For the second night in a row, I was sat in my bed drunk and naked with one of my buddies. But the difference was stark. With Gabe it just horny, with Jax it felt erotic. Gabe’s almost hairless 6” dick contrasted heavily with what grew up from Jax. In minutes, he was at full mast with a trimmed bush around the base of what must have been an 8” cock. I couldn’t stop looking at it.

I felt Jax shift around a bit, and now his legs was pressed against mine. I could feel his heat, and the motion of his body as he started to stroke his meat. Instead of the tentative looks back and forth I had with Gabe, now we were both captivated by each other’s bodies. Jax drank in the sight of me, and I felt so sexy seeing how he was obviously turned on by me.

Neither of us looked at the TV. We just stroked and watched each other.

“I can be fun.”

Jax sat forward and got onto his knees beside me. He looked right at me as he took my hand off my shaft and replaced it with one of his. He stroked a few times and then grabbed it at the base. His other hand gently massaged my balls, and it was so sensual.

But then, he leant forward and opened his mouth. I knew what was happening and my breath caught. I just watched perfectly still as Jax’s mouth closed over the head of my cock. The warmth around my shaft and how his tongue played with me, incredible. His other hand kept gently kneading my balls too.

“Ugh, fuck.” An involuntarily moan came out of me. It only seemed to embolden Jax. He started gliding up and down the shaft, faster, and further each time. Until eventually, he was taking the whole thing in and out. I’d never had a blowjob like this from a girl. It was so powerful, so erotic. I was feeling waves of pleasure from my cock. He wasn’t half-hearted about it. He really went for my cock. Up and down, strong and confident. Fondling the balls, playing and massaging.

All of a sudden, I felt my climax. I didn’t even have time to warn Jax, I just exploded in his mouth. Wave after wave of pleasure, shot after shot of cum. He jerked in surprise and some of my load spilled out of his mouth, but he swallowed the rest.

Breathless and spent, I lay there and watched him pick up some of my cum that had spilled out and he used it on his own cock as lube. Kneeling in front of me, I had a great view of him stroking himself to the edge. His sturdy body, muscles flexing with every stroke. His breaths came in ragged gasps. In moments, he tensed and shot his own load. It went straight onto my bed and my thighs. He couldn’t control himself, his body just jerked and convulsed with every shot.

He just knelt and looked at what he’d done while we both caught our breath.

“Jax. That has got to be the best blowjob I’ve had.”

His eyes met mine, a wry smile on his face. “Really?”

“Definitely.”

He didn’t seem to know what to say. He just got up and staggered to the door, didn’t even think about his clothes. He paused before heading back to his room.

“Night Owen.”

“Night.”