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  Pinned Beneath You

  Gay Erotica

  Tommy Twist

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  "Oh yeah, give it to me, Josh! Just like that."

  I was tied up to my bed, my ass in the air. My college roommate, Josh, had just spanked me 500 times, and my cock was leaking precum, my ass wiggling in the air begging for more or for something even better. One more slap and I hear the bed creak as he comes up behind me, my cock throbbing as I wait for him to slip into my bowels and fuck me hard. I want to be his little fuck toy, his slut, his whore. I've wanted this since I first moved into this room with him and saw him after a shower. Just as I feel his cock press up against my hole, a shrill ringing fills the room. Startled, I sit up in my bed and look around.

  Fuck, I think. Just another wet dream. I pout as I slowly get out of bed, trying to remember why I set an alarm anyway. Oh right. I have a test in English today. Great.

  I brush my teeth and my hair, not bothering to shower since I had one last night. My brown hair has a slight cowlick in it, but it's always had that. It's not going away any time soon. My freckled face is a bit puffy from my sleep, but otherwise I look fine enough for a final.

  Josh and I both go to one of the big colleges in the state. I want to be a journalist one day, but I'm not really happy about taking out loans. Josh, on the other hand, has scholarships from football, and is getting ready to study law. He tells me stories of home and how he was always the local hero, perfect grades, perfect sports, perfect friends. None of his girlfriends hated him, unlike mine. He's always treated them with respect, whereas I've always been kind of a jerk.

  I'm that way because I'm hiding something: I don't even like women. At all. I'm gay, through and through, but I have no intentions of admitting that until I'm out of college and able to support myself. I don't need to be kicked out for being “a freak” like my Dad will say, before I'm financially settled.

  Josh sure does make it hard to keep it a secret, though. Sure, there have been a few guys in high school that I really liked, and I've actually sucked a cock before. But for some reason, I felt like I should save myself in case I ever got a chance to be with my perfect guy. And now that I'm here, sitting in a dorm room with him...

  It was totally crazy for me to even think like that. He was as straight as someone can be, as evidenced by the loud sex he has any time he brings a girl home. He clearly can please a woman, judging by the moans and screams. But like I said, he treats them all respectfully, too. He's a real tender guy. I'm so jealous of those women I could scream!.

  We spend a lot of time together, too. When we're not in classes, we play video games, shoot hoops, and we sometimes rough house. Wrestling, in particular, is exciting for me. He always gets so confused when, after we wrestle, I have to run to the bathroom for a while. It's actually kind of cute how naïve he is, I honestly don't think he notices the raging boner I get any time he touches me.

  Anyway, so I go to my class, and I ace my test because I actually studied for this one, and then I come back to the dorm. No more classes for today, so I decide to take a shower before playing some video games. As the water's heating up, I hear the door open and slam shut. It's probably Josh home from one of his classes. I get in the hot shower, the steam relaxing me completely and washing away the stress of my test.

  There's a knock on the bathroom door, and it creeks open. “Hey, dude? I have to piss, do you mind?”

  “No, go ahead,” I reply, my body stiffening at the awkwardness. I try to keep cleaning myself as he pees, not thinking about his cock being out in the open, with only a thin sheet of plastic separating me from it. I'm getting hard at the thought, and I breathe a sigh of relief as he flushes the toilet and leaves. I've already spent too long in the shower to feel comfortable masturbating in there, so I finish up cleaning myself. By the time I'm dressed again, I've calmed down and my mind is on video games.

  When I get to the living room, I see Josh is already playing The Duty. Gunfire and explosions sound off all around the room, pumping loudly through the speakers. I plop down next to Josh and wait for this round to finish. But instead of letting me play with him, Josh just starts another round. This happens again, and I start getting pissed.

  “Why aren't you letting me play, asshole?” I demand.

  “Because I want to play alone for once and not have you bitch when you lose.” His eyes stay fixed on the game.

  “Fucking look at me when I'm talking to you, Josh!” I grab his chin and force him to face me. That was a bad idea, because now he's pissed and losing his game. He shoves me off the couch and onto the floor.

  “Don't fucking touch me like that again, or I'll kick your ass. Got me?”

  “No, I don't got you!” For some reason, I'm irrationally angry. I know I'm being irrational. I shove him off the couch anyway. He pulls me to the ground, and we're in a tangle of testosterone and rage, hitting and biting each other, both of us trying to pin the other down.

  I pull his hair and bite his neck, and to my surprise he lets out a small moan. He flips me onto my back and tries to pin me, but I shove him back with my foot. I hold his arms down as I straddle him, letting him know that I won. His eyes are wild, and still angry. There's something weird pressing into my right ass cheek, and I know my dick is hard but he's never noticed it before so I don't even try to hide it.

  But he looks down, and his eyes widen a little bit. First I see horror, then confusion, anger, and then some other emotion I can't pin down. For a second we're both still, until he throws me off of him. He stands up, dusting his clothes off, his black hair drenched in sweat. That same weird emotion is present in his green eyes. God, he's beautiful.

  He shakes his head, frowning hard. “Just play the fucking game yourself.” With that, he flips me off and storms to his room, slamming the door behind him.

  I try to play some video games, but I'm too confused and pissed off to focus. I just end up ruining my kill to death ratio. I make myself some dinner and go lock myself into my room. The left over turkey and peas are fine enough for me, if I'm still hungry I can order pizza or something. Maybe a pizza will cheer Josh up.

  While I eat, I surf my forums, reading about the newest gaming news and reading some other news stories. Nothing really interesting is going on, so my mouse twitches over my porn folders. Unlike a lot of guys, I don't enjoy videos as much as I do a good story. Obviously, stories about sexy roommates especially gets me going. I pull up a chapter of one of my favorites, my cock twitching to life.

  The walls between my room and Josh's room are pretty thin, and his music is blasting loudly. It's almost distracting, but I'm too damn horny from what happened earlier to let it get to me. I pull my sweat pants and boxers down around my ankles, enjoying the cool air on my dick.

  I open the top drawer of my desk and take out the lube I use. The slick, cool slime feels great as I slather it on my dick, its hardness pulsating in my hand. I circle my thumb around the head, settling back into my chair and using my un-lubed hand to scroll down while I read.

  By the time the roommates are fucking each other in the story, I can feel my balls tingling in that familiar way, so I try to slow down how fast I am beating my meat. I want a good orgasm that'll allow me to concentrate on something else. My fist grips my meat tight, my foreskin pulling back and exposing my sensitive head.

  I suddenly feel a presence behind me. I try to ignore it, because it's not like I believe in ghosts or anything, and Josh is still pissed off in his room
. I scroll down until the end of the story, with the men now cuddling in their bed, ready to blow my load. But then there's a creak in the floor behind me and I whirl my chair around and come face to face with Josh.

  It catches me off guard, and I'm too close to go back now. My cum shoots up, some hitting his hand. 5 squirts of cum, all over my legs and his hand. I stare at him; he stares at my dick as it goes flaccid. I clear my throat, making him jump out of his fixation with my junk, and a fire comes to his eyes, that same weird emotion that I couldn't place from before. I watch in amazement as his hand slowly reaches up to his mouth, which he opens slowly, seductively. He licks my cum, his eyes closing in ecstasy. “Mmmm,” he moans. I can't help it. I'm hard again. So hard it hurts, in fact. When his eyes open again, they are the definition of bedroom eyes, heavy and lusty. There's an unfamiliar tickle in my lower abdomen as I sit here, watching my roommate transform into a horny slut before my eyes.

  He bends over, taking my hard cock in his hand, the rough texture of his skin scratching me slightly. I lay my head back and close my eyes, letting him do whatever he wants. His hand moves up and down on my rod for a few seconds, but then I feel his hot breath on my cock. I'm suddenly nervous, but he doesn't give me enough time to question what's happening.

  His tongue flicks at my head, lapping up the precum. I look down again just in time to see him go down on me like a pro, taking my whole six inches into his throat. No girl I've been with has managed to do that for me, or really ever tried. But it was clear Josh loved my dick and wanted it in his mouth as much as I did. He stayed in place, his nose buried firmly within my pubic hair, his tongue sliding around the base of my cock. His head moved up, and he twisted it, paying close attention to the spot under the head. It feels so good that I can't help but dig my nails into the leather of my computer chair, moaning quietly at his attention.

  Back down to the base of my cock, and back up, and down, slowly picking up speed. He keeps his teeth tucked into his lips, his tongue never stops moving, and he moans slightly. I begin to wonder if maybe he's done this before, but there's no way. His hand comes up and cups my balls. His hot mouth is too much for me to handle, and I can feel my orgasm start to bubble up.

  “I'm gonna cum, Josh,” I half-whisper, half-moan. He just nods in acknowledgment and goes back to sucking me off, massaging my balls in his hand. My toes are pointing, my breathing heavy. I lean back and close my eyes again, my whole body tensing as I shoot my cum into my perfect man's mouth. He takes all of it, swallowing it with that same orgasmic look again.

  When he stands up, he smiles slightly. “I've always wanted you, dude. I need to be inside you. Can I fuck you?”

  I go numb, the shock washing over me for a second before I nod, trying not to seem too eager or excited. But I am. I'm getting my wish. I get out of my creaking computer chair. Before I can bend over the bed and let Josh take me, he pulls me into a passionate kiss, his soft lips parting and allowing my tongue to dance with his. He tastes like my cum, which threatens to get me hard again.

  I bend over my bed, pulling my pants off as seductively as possible. My ass is high in the air, shaking every once in a while to entice him. I'm a relatively hairless guy, and my ass is no exception. Josh grabs the lube from atop my desk and positions himself behind me. One WHACK! And my stinging ass cheek reminds me of my dream. And yep, I'm hard again, precum leaking from my dick.

  “Please hurry up, Josh, I need you inside me.” I'm going crazy with anticipation.

  “Listen here, cum-slut,” Josh commands, his voice lower than usual. “I'll fuck you when I'm good and ready.” He turns me around roughly, and has me go down on my knees. His cock is much larger than mine, at least by 2 inches. I'm salivating with it being so close to me. It smells clean and yet still manly. “Suck it.”

  I don't have to be told twice. I open my mouth and try to cram as much of that dick in as possible. It can feel it slipping down my throat, and am thankful that I have a very weak gag reflex. “Ffffffuck,” Josh moans, his hand pushing my head down even closer to the base of his cock. He pulls my hair to get me to come up a bit, and then pushes me back down onto his cock. I love feeling his smooth skin against my tongue. His salty precum tastes delicious, too. He pulls my hair one more time, getting me off his cock completely. I groan in disappointment.

  “Bend over again and get ready,” he demands. I want to tell him I've been ready for years, but I just do as I'm told. I bend over, my ass up again, and use my hands to separate my ass cheeks. My face is pressed firmly into my bed mattress.

  I feel his hardness slide up to my hole, and pressure as his lubed head attempts to enter me. There's a grunt, and then I'm being invaded by his thick shaft, slowly sliding up into me. Josh lets out a hisssss as he bottoms out on me, his balls pressed up against mine, my dick throbbing and aching as he hits my prostate. His hips rock in and out, small strokes, allowing me to get used to the motion. Tears are welling up in my eyes from the pain, but I know it'll get better.

  He pulls his dick out almost completely, leaving only the head in past my sphincter. He stays in this position for what seems like forever, before slamming back in as deep as he can, forcing a scream out of me. He chuckles, holding my hips in place as he pulls out again.

  And again, he slams into me at full force, but this time it feels less painful. The third time it feels good. The fourth, I'm in heaven. As he picks up speed, I can't help but reach under myself and touch my dick. The precum has left it slick and slimey, so I go to town, beating myself off while my roommate fucks my ass. He grunts with each thrust, the sound making me even more horny.

  I can't help but cry out, “Fuck my ass! Fuck me until you cum in me! Give it to me harder!” And he does, my ass completely open to him as he pounds me harder and faster, the sound of our fucking filling the room. My moans could probably be heard from outside, but I don't give a fuck. I finally have my hot roommate's huge dick deep inside me, and I'm the happiest man on earth.

  I buck my ass into him, helping him get deeper and deeper into me while I jack my dick as fast as I can. I want his cum deep in my ass. No, I need it. I need my Josh to cum in me, right now. “Give me your cum. I need it, please cum in me! I want to feel your hot sperm coating my insides.”

  Josh reacts well to my slutty words, because he fucks me even faster, nearing his orgasm. “Shiiiit!” he cries, as his balls hit mine one more time and his cum shoots deep into me. I moan loudly at the sensation, my own sperm now coating my bed. I collapse down, and he pulls out of me, panting loudly. I hold out my arms, inviting him to cuddle, which he gladly does. We fall asleep like this, his head on my chest, completely naked.

  The next morning, I wake up to my beautiful roommate sleeping on me. I can't help but smile. Last night was undoubtedly the best day of my life. I watch him as he sleeps, but a sneeze wakes him up. He looks up at me with sleepy eyes, and smiles as well.

  “Hey,” I say, bending my head down for a kiss that he happily returns. We enjoy another few moments of cuddling, before we both have to get up. We won't have classes for a few days yet, and so we stay nude for the entire morning, enjoying seeing each other naked. As I set down breakfast, which I cooked while only wearing an apron, I prepare to ask him something that's been on my mind all morning.

  “Josh?”

  He looks up, his beautiful eyes melting my heart completely. “What's up?”

  “Well, I was just wondering... where did you learn to suck cock like that? You were amazing!” A sly smile crosses his face as he tries to decide whether or not he'll tell me. Finally, he nods his head.

  “You can't tell anyone, but...” I wait on the edge of my seat for the answer. “I learned everything I know about gay sex from Professor Colfer!”

  My cock springs to attention as I raise an eyebrow. I laugh at first, but then I realize: Things at school are about to get a lot more interesting!

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