Steamy Dorm

by Kristine Robinson

  I’d learned the hard way to never let it get that far where I would be heartbroken and not be able to go on without considerable amount of time to get over the hurt feelings. This was mainly a casual encounter with nothing more than a physical sharing of bodily fluids.

  “I’m forced to hide who I am around my best friend, but with you, I don’t have to worry about anything other than the pure pleasure of the moment.” I’d never strayed too far away from the sidewalk and I always played it on the safe side because I didn’t want to know what it was like to cry for any man.

  “I feel you deep inside and I know you won’t be able to last very much…longer.” I may have said that about him, but I could also say that about myself with the way that he was working me over with his very experienced fingers.

  I knew he would forget everything and he was saving me from what was obviously going to be a very awkward vacation with my parents. His knob had grown quite considerably, puffed out like a balloon and the vein along the back was throbbing with a desperate need to release the burning inside his balls.

  “I’m not going to stop and I’m going to force myself to fuck you so hard while I’m still cumming like I’ve never cum before.” I liked the idea and he really did know how to touch me in just the right way by moving over the head while he was slapping our bodies together with the water churning around us.

  I had no interest in running away, not when I’d found two guys willing to share themselves because I was there. I had to believe there was something more than just convenience and then all thought was extinguished by the heat of his loins. I felt the several spurts and I went off at precisely that time to enhance the moment by grinding down on him with my anal sphincter.

  I concentrated on those muscles, knowing how to manipulate my own body to give a man pleasure. It finally was over and I felt him release me from his grip. He stumbled back and I looked over my shoulder to see him licking his fingers and falling back onto the sand unconscious. I dragged the board out of the water and stuck it beside him, looking down at his body and making sure he wasn’t going to make quite a sight.

  I did take my time pulling up his shorts and I used my finger to touch the last remnant of his essence clinging to the head. I brought it to my lips and sucked it into my mouth back and forth until finally, I had to walk away. I almost tripped watching him and then I turned with a sigh of contentment in my heart.

  Chapter three

  My father and mother were quite drunk and had stumbled off, touching each other and making faces at each. We all knew what was going to happen.

  I leaned forward and whispered to Timothy “I know this might be a bit intrusive, but do you suppose that my sister and I can stay here tonight. My father and my mother need some time alone and I really don’t need to hear what they’re doing. I don’t mind staying out here in the hammock and my sister and I don’t really need that much space.” I thought my conversation with him was private, but Roscoe suddenly appeared with his own thoughts on the situation.

  “I don’t see any reason why you and your sister can’t stay here for one night. This place does have that affect on some people. It seems that your mother and father have fallen victim to paradise. You two can decide whether or not you want to come inside or stay out here. I’ve slept one off out here several times, but it’s so much more comfortable in a bed.”

  My sister usually was able to hold her liquor, but this homemade concoction had caught her by surprise. She was slurring her words and swaying to the beat of some unheard music in her head. She finally collapsed in my arms and I lifted her with a bit of effort until I was able to lay her down in the hammock outside. The cool air would do her good and might even help her hangover in the morning.

  I had more than enough to eat and the two lobsters including the clams and one steak really did fill me up. I was still feeling the effect of Roscoe having his way with me from behind in the hot tub. It was quite enlightening to know that I could be myself and not be judged for it. My lifestyle did not reflect who I was, but it was better to let my guard down than to constantly have to look over my shoulder.

  We continued to drink with me sipping my drink and finding it very strong and quite overpowering. Timothy was stoking the fire wearing a blue zip up sweater opened with the sleeves rolled up. It didn’t hurt to be wearing cut off jean shorts.

  Roscoe stumbled towards me with a bottle in hand. “I’m horny and I want your ass again. When you go inside and up the stairs, I’ll be in the second room on the right.” I didn’t think that he was in any condition to play, but his salacious comment was thankfully not heard by Timothy with the crackling of the fire and the water slapping against the sand.

  Roscoe walked away without hearing my response, patting his crotch and thrusting out his pelvis to give me a basic idea of what I was in for. I found myself itching for another chance and his dominance over me had turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

  He stumbled and fell a couple of times, but he was laughing it off and making his way upstairs by holding onto the railing for support. He was wearing a pair of cargo shorts and obviously no underwear. I thought it was pretty crass to do that in front of my parents, but they never said anything.

  “It looks like you and I are the last ones standing. I’m glad we have this time alone to talk in private. I know this is going to come out of left field, but I find you very attractive. I don’t want to attempt trying something with Roscoe finding out. When I felt you against me this morning, I haven’t been able to think of anything else other than getting your cock in my mouth.” I felt at a loss for words and both guys had made their case quite eloquently without missing a beat.

  “I wasn’t expecting you to say that, but now that you have broached the topic, I don’t see any reason why we can’t talk about it.” I felt that I had been with his friend without his knowledge and I was tempted to tell him, but I didn’t want to throw cold water on his parade.

  “It might be the liquor talking, but I have this desperate need to feel you in my mouth. I haven’t done that in months and it has become something of a fascination for me. I find every guy is different in their approach and technique. There’s nothing worse than being unfulfilled. I want you to come to me when you’re ready. I’ll still be up in more ways than one when you come knocking on my door.” He started to walk away, but I felt this desperation not to let him leave. I knew he had no idea what we had done already and it was about time I gave him a memory he would remember.

  I clung to his fingertips, making him stare at me and then I pulled him to the sand where I laid my lips on this guy. I claimed his mouth, stabbing my tongue inside and twisting it around to get his attention. I ran my hand down his body until I was grabbing him through his tight little shorts. They really didn’t leave much to the imagination. It was only good thing he kept his interest to the bare minimum when he was in the company of my family.

  I found myself on my back with him pulling down my shorts until I was reaching my full potential. His hand did the rest and I didn’t think that I could’ve been harder even if I wanted to. I looked towards my sister but she was still sleeping.

  “I don’t see any reason why we have to wait to get inside to do what you want. It’s a beautiful night and the fire looks like it’s going to be burning for quite some time. It feels pointless to let it go to waste.” My shorts were around my ankles keeping me a virtual prisoner and running would only result in stumbling and falling victim to the man in hot pursuit.

  “Benjamin, I think about those times I’ve spent with Roscoe without doing a damn thing other than surfing. I have seen him in the buff and there was nothing more I wanted to do than to join him in the shower. To see him take matters into his own hands on his bed through a crack in the door was making things uncomfortable. I wanted to barge in and jump him then and there, but I wasn’t sure what he would do. I didn’t want to ruin a friendship over something he would’ve found distasteful.” For a guy that was into guys he certain
ly didn’t have a clue and maybe that was part of his charm.

  “You might be pleasantly surprised and sometimes it’s better to take the risk than to sit idly by and do nothing.” He spread my legs wide and came in with his tongue outstretched looking like he was ready to perform some oral loving.

  “You know what they say about procrastinating. Life is too short to have any regrets and maybe I needed you to remind me never to second guess myself. Whatever it takes, I swear I will tell him before the end of the summer how I feel.” He started with one long swipe of his tongue which had me on my elbows hoping to see more of the same. He continued to lick by sliding down the length and there was no stopping how my excitement was growing by the second.

  “My body is bored of being alone on those nights when a man would nicely fit the cold spot in my bed. I don’t want to wake up in the morning and feel that I have left anything to chance. Ultimately, I want somebody to be with me, sleeping next to me and wrapping their arms around me to chase away all of my demons.” I felt like I had a lot to make up for and his lips closing around the top of my monument of manhood was certainly reminding me of how I could be my own worst enemy.

  I was in a sitting position and I was able to graze my fingers down his back until reaching into his shorts and grabbing onto what I could find. I made him moan and that vibration traveled up and down my love muscle. It was an added bonus and one that I wanted to duplicate by squeezing his cheeks. I was following the playbook of Roscoe and finding it could be translated to another.

  I found a ring of truth in those words about everybody having a different technique. I tried to cover up my pain from the way that he was using his teeth by biting my knuckle. I wanted this badly and I was through making excuses. This was what I wanted and it was inevitable that I was going to come out of the closet.

  I had dreams of being with them both and to be loved for the rest of my life, but these two had doubled my pleasure. I could only imagine what it would be like with all of us together at the same time.

  I was breathing heavily; straining my neck and watching the moon. It seemed to give its blessing by being there to witness this. The stars were amazing but they had nothing on the silky lips of Timothy as he continually surprised me from one moment to the next. He was really into it and his speech about desperately needing to satisfy a man was by no means an exaggeration.

  He really did enjoy it and it showed in his enthusiasm and the way that he would look up with his eyes ablaze with fire. I wanted to hold it back, let him work for it, but his insistence was something I wasn’t ready for. I thought I had this wall of steel, but he had the torch of his mouth to render it into nothing more than a fleeting thought.

  “I can hear my heart beating in my chest and you are responsible for making me feel like I’m going to faint.” He showed me the heaven of being orally satisfied in a way that seemed impossible. The way that his fingers grazed the inside of my legs and his mouth coming up over the top was something I couldn’t deny feeling. “Composing myself long enough to say something intellectual was not going to happen. It wasn’t lost on me the way that he was looking at me for confirmation and finding my response to his liking.

  It was a good thing I wasn’t drunk and maybe being a bit tipsy caused me to act without thinking for the first time in my life. There was nothing more delightful than letting everything around me float away on a sea of pleasure.

  I could hardly recognize myself anymore without wondering why I hadn’t taken this leap of faith before. It was enough to know that what I was feeling was natural and there was no reason for me to be at odds with myself. There was a moment I believed I was sick and needed help, but I finally came to realize this was no more my decision than the fact I had blue eyes.

  Under the pale moon, I relished in the way that he could make me open my eyes and moan with no regard for anybody. He was dragging me into the decadence of the night and I went along willingly unable to prevent myself from falling.

  “I wonder if anybody has ever told you that your eyes are amazing. It doesn’t even compare to the way that you use your tongue like it is a weapon in your arsenal of sexual tricks.” I felt the first inkling and it grew quite quickly until I was streaking up the shaft at an amazing rate of speed. “I don’t know…what your intention is, but I give you fair warning…it’s coming.” I had been walking on a wire from the moment he placed his lips on me and I wanted it all.

  It was just like a fire burning through my limbs and there was nobody that could’ve done any better under the circumstances. It was a nerve-wracking moment, but I gave myself over to him. I had my hand over my mouth, but I needn’t worry because my sister was out cold and my parents were otherwise engaged.

  I was sex drunk, at a loss for words and the only indication of the pleasure I was being inflicted with was how my eyes rolled up into the back of my head. My teeth dug into the flesh of my palm and my hips drove from the sand to make him swallow stream after stream. My white hot seed delivered a mouthful which he seemed readily and greedily available to take.

  I thought for a moment he was going to leave me hanging to finish off by hand, but he had no interest in letting this slip through his grip. With a few strokes of his hand, he was able to deplete me into an empty shell of what I once was. He got up and walked away with his finger to his lips to capture the little bit clinging in the aftermath.

  “Benjamin, I will be up early if you are feeling inclined to take on another lesson. I’m sure that I can make it worth your while.” I lay back in the sand and a few moments later I heard the unmistakable clapping of two feminine hands. From the way he was speaking, I wasn’t sure if he did remember what we had already done and wanted to repeat what I always have been something to keep him up that night wondering when we were going to be together again

  “I saw what you did and now I have proof.” I looked back and she was holding her phone with video evidence of my decline into sexual depravity. “I’m sure that our parents would love to see this and I wonder what you will do it to make sure that doesn’t happen. I knew that eventually you would slip up and now I have you by the balls. I don’t think you have the courage to stand in front of them and explain your actions.” She was obviously going to blackmail me and I was going to have to find a way to get ahead of it.

  “I don’t know what you want, but I’m sure that you’ll come up with something to make me dance like a puppet.” It was not unusual for us to use things against each other and she was going to do what she wanted to do.

  “I’m sure given enough time I can find a way to use this leverage to my advantage. There is a way you can negate this video and I think we both know it’s about time you finally give voice to your desires. I’m doing this for your own good. It may not feel like that, but trust me; there comes a time when you have to stop living for others.” I thought that she was drunk, but apparently, it was just a ruse to catch me with my pants down literally and figuratively.

  “I’ve been living in the cold looking in from the outside for too long. I could continue to do that, but there’s more at stake than just my shame. I am comfortable with who I am and I should not be afraid of expressing it. I do want your word to give me until the end of the summer and then you can lower the boom. It’s been a long time and even though I know it’s the right thing to do, it doesn’t make it any easier.” My father was always stressing a conventional way of life unaware that all around him was secrets behind closed doors.

  The young widow across the street had turned her attention to the female form. The couple down the block had weekend parties with like-minded individuals. He was blind to it all, but I was about to open up his eyes to finally see the truth staring him in the face.

  Chapter four

  It was getting ridiculous and a whole month went by where I didn’t have any chance to be with either Roscoe or Timothy. My father was in a better mood and the skip in my mother’s step was quite evident by the glow of her cheeks. They had everything planned
out including excursions of the family variety.

  The only time I had to myself was early mornings where my attention was squarely on learning to surf. I was getting better and with two tutors of masculine persuasion, there was no doubt that I was going to pick it up fairly quickly. My sister had made it very clear that the leverage that she had was never going to see the light of day. That didn’t mean she wasn’t going to be underfoot until I finally took that necessary step in my sexual education.

  I went up to my room to get some sleep and I had all of this excess energy waiting to get out. I had the door locked so there was no way that my sister and my parents could walk in at the most inopportune time. I was completely naked on my bed with the window open and the breeze from the ocean making me realize paradise was not in the landscape, but it was with who you spent your time with.

  I was lonely, completely cut off from my two friends who had become something with benefits. I did see both of their bodies, but what I really wanted was that two of them at the same time. The only way that was going to happen was for them to finally admit their feelings for one another.

  The cold of the pillowcase was making me angry at their honesty and how deceitful I had been by keeping them from enjoying each other. I could easily tell them a few details which could open both of their eyes and have them turn their attention to one another.

  I heard something out the window and I went to see Roscoe was climbing up the trellis and shimmying through the opening until he was at my feet on his hands and knees. “I couldn’t wait any longer and it’s been forever since we’ve been together. I don’t know what made you rebuff my advances about coming to my room that night, but I’m not going to take no for an answer this time.” He was intimidating when he stood and put his hand around my throat until he had me on the bed straddling me.