Steamy Dorm

by Kristine Robinson

  “I hope you’re right and I’m getting a little sick and tired of eating TV dinners over the sink. The only time I get a home cooked meal is when I go home. My mother is a great cook, but the invitation always comes with strings. My father is tenacious and he is slowly wearing me down.” Dawson disappeared with his dark hair down to his shoulders and that twinkle in his eye to indicate there was room for one more.

  “Joshua is my guest and I don’t want you to make him feel awkward.” He had no idea what I was feeling and I had to think of something non-sexual to keep my interests from becoming readily known.

  Evan literally left me there standing near the bathroom door which was ajar. I had a feeling it was not by accident. I could see the steam escaping through the crack and I felt compelled to take a few steps in that direction.

  “Evan hasn’t told me much about you. I get this feeling like there’s something you want to tell him. We both know what it is and I would be a damn fool not to recognize the signs. The way you look at him is very telling. You would never make a good poker player.” He was talking to me from inside the shower and I pushed open the door a little more to see his naked silhouette.

  “What exactly do you think you know about me? I’m not what you’d call an open book. I have to get to know someone before I let them in.” The sliding glass door was frosted, but he wasn’t about to let that stop him.

  I tried to turn away while he stood there dripping wet and looking like a delicious appetizer. The response to his constant flirting with Evan had turned into a bridge between the two of us. He was drawing attention to himself by flexing that piece of pipe. It was quite a daunting piece of hardware and one that I could easily see choking on.

  “The one thing that you should know about me is that I can see into the deepest and darkest desires of men. My radar is above reproach and you have been screaming for attention from the moment you came through the door. He might not be ready to admit it, but I think you are.” He reached out his hand and touched mine sending an electrical charge up and down my body like nothing I’d ever felt before.

  “I find myself at a loss for words.” He pulled me toward him. He impulsively grabbed me and pulled me into the shower with my clothes on. Pushing me up against the wall, he pinned his hopes on making me succumb to his unusual charm. His smile was beguiling and he had his two hands on the side of my head.

  “I’ve been trying to make Evan see the truth for almost two years. I’ve teased him mercilessly and gave him obvious invitations. He wants to and I’ve been tempted to capture him in his bedroom, but I don’t want to do anything to ruin what we already have. You might be what is needed to finally open his eyes to the possibilities.” He was basically telling me that he was using me for the purpose of giving Evan something to think about.

  “I’ve never done anything like this before.” I blurted it out before I had a chance to take it back. The look on his face told me being with a virgin had been something on his bucket list.

  Chapter three

  The deathly silence was making me feel like I might be reading too much into this. It wasn’t until he made this growling sound and began to tear at my clothes that I realized I had fallen into his trap. He was quite adept at getting somebody out of their clothes. He had me down to my black silk underwear with the projection of my cock head looking like a periscope outside of a submarine.

  “This is the first time I have been surprised. I would never have guessed you were in possession of something like this. That rivals my own and you know how much time and effort I have spent looking for someone like you. I know what Evan has from sneaking peeks. I hope that you don’t consider this cheating on him.” He made me gasp which was becoming quite an easy thing for him to do.

  This time it wasn’t because he looked like he was built to go the distance. This time, it was because he was grabbing me and manhandling the merchandise. He knew exactly what kind of pressure to put on that long vein behind the back of the head. He was not exactly shy about his experience and his hands had the touch of an angel.

  “I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. I packed up everything and came here because Evan gave me the courage. I did mistakenly think there was more there, but maybe I have been deluding myself.” I was breathing funny and this was the first time any man had ever touched me. All of my experience had been with my own hand and some very detailed websites. I had to be careful about scrubbing my browser every morning. I didn’t want my father to know what I had been up to. For the most part, I was able to steal away for some quiet time when he was working on his Sunday sermon in the sanctity of his office.

  “There’s nothing for you to be afraid of, Joshua. You might have come from a strict upbringing, but that doesn’t mean you can’t rebel in your own way. I can be your dirty little secret and show you things that will make your eyes come out of your skull. All you need to do is put yourself into my capable hands.” I was already in his hands and I felt like I was going to blow. He must have sensed what was going to happen and slowed his role. He took his hands away from the pulsating organ between my legs.

  “I don’t know why you stopped, but you had to have a good reason. That was unreal. I’m not even sure that I can convey to you the way I feel.” He had his hand on the back of my head, scratching my neck and making me moan which only encouraged his bold behavior.

  He drove his tongue into my mouth, making my eyes go wide and feeling like my cock could never be harder than it was already. The kiss was hard and insistent, but he certainly did know how to keep the fires burning down below.

  His lips smacked from mine and he was biting my bottom lip in a very erotic way. I did feel like I was doing something behind Evan’s back. It was wrong, but it felt too damn good to make him stop. His manhood was going to be a learning experience. I very carefully touched him. His cock seemed to have a mind of its own.

  “If I were with any other man I would force him to his knees and shove it down his throat. With you, a more careful approach is necessary not to scare you off. You got a lot from my hand, but I think there’s something more in store for you.” He moved to his knees with me looking down at his shaven face and the smile of a man that was ready to supply me with some oral fixation.

  “I’ve only dreamed about this.” He touched me with his tongue bringing back a sticky string of my stuff. He inhaled that long strand and then plunged until his mouth was filled to capacity. “Holy fuck… this can’t be what it feels like. It’s sacrilege to feel this good by the hands of the same sex.” I was only reiterating some very harsh words given to a parishioner who had mistakenly come out of the closet.

  He came back up along my inches, igniting the slow burn all the way up to the top. His tongue circled my head eliciting more of the sweetness which he greedily gobbled up for his own selfish reasons.

  I slapped my hands back against the tile, closing my eyes and letting the pleasure wash over me. The way that he was manipulating my flesh was showing his experience. I had this feeling his father was not aware of his extracurricular activities.

  “Damn, you are a mouthful, but well worth going that extra mile. I haven’t deep throated anybody in quite some time and I forgot how much I like it. I’m usually on the dominant side, but this is certainly a throwback to when I first found my older lover. He was very gentle and I’m going to take a page from his book to bring you the same kind of joy he gave me.” He went back to long swipes of his tongue and then burying it in his throat to come back up with no gag reflex.

  “I don’t know what you want me to say. The only thing that comes to mind is that you have me on the edge. The way you love me is something that I can embrace. I feel it burning and the fire is going to spew from me.” I thought that might slow him down, but it only turned things up to a level of insistence that had him gripping my ass cheeks. He was working his mouth in a ravenous way, completely keeping me at full attention and not showing any sign of disapproval.

  He was stroking himself at the
same time and the moans were easily the added incentive I needed. I tried to hold on, but the pressure was building and before long it was going to have to find a way to escape the confines of my balls.

  “I’ve been waiting for this day for too long. I won’t let an opportunity pass me by like this one. Your mouth is completely in a league of its own, but I really don’t have anything to compare it to. You show some real enthusiasm and you’re not just doing this because you want to seduce me until my legs are over my head. I’m sure that is part of it, but you really do enjoy what you’re doing. It shows and I appreciate how much you desire to get me off.” My hips were moving. I grabbed his head and never let go.

  He was looking up at me and the only voice I heard was my own moaning in the enclosed space. The string was about to snap and the dam burst between my legs with a long drawn out moan.

  He wasn’t completely prepared for the onslaught, but he managed to keep up with my deposit. I felt like my whole body had been drained. I didn’t know what he could possibly do for an encore.

  He still had me in his mouth. He was a little older, but my youthful exuberance made me feel like I was the moth and he was the flame. I didn’t know if I had it in me to say anything. I felt like I was going to collapse with my legs shaking and my whole body teetering back and forth between sanity and insanity.

  He wasn’t giving up and I think he felt it necessary to keep me at a constant state of readiness. He wasn’t done by a long shot, but he was the one that was going to have to make the next move. The way that he was looking up at me told me this couldn’t have gone better even if he had planned it.

  “That had to be the best feeling in the world. It’s so much better when somebody else is doing it. I certainly couldn’t bend that way and believe me, I tried. I almost threw out my neck just to tickle the tip of my cock with the tip of my tongue. I am limber, but I would love to be some kind of contortionist.” I was trying to get my breath back with my chest rising and falling quickly every time that I took a breath.

  He was still administering to the aftermath of my needs. The glow of excitement in his eyes confirmed he was in his element. He enjoyed the aspect of going down on a man more than he wanted to admit. This was his way of making inroads. His main objective was opening me up to further inspection from behind.

  “I hope that you don’t think of me as a bad influence. I just know what I want and I don’t let anything stand in my way. I tried the same tactic with Evan and all I got in response was his cheeks turning crimson. He feigned to be embarrassed, but that didn’t stop me from wanting him.” He very quickly flicked his tongue and gave my balls a whitewash polish.

  I felt an inkling of life coming back to my depleted appendage. I was completely out of my mind and unable to fully understand how this had happened. My clothes were soaking wet on the floor of the shower and I was left feeling like a hit and run victim.

  “You really don’t have to convince me anymore. We’re going to have to be extra careful around Evan. I don’t think it’s right for us to rub it in his face that we might be together. It could be just something fleeting.” I didn’t want to say it, but the connection we had made was more than superficial.

  “I don’t mind something strictly physical. It would make things easier, but I’ve never done anything the easy way. You’re going to join me in my bedroom and we’re going to take away this naïve look in your eyes. I want to see you when I penetrate you for the first time. When we are more comfortable with one another, I will give it to you from behind. I think you’ll find it will be your favorite position.” I was still out of it and he was purposely touching me to elicit a reaction.

  I heard somebody clearing their throat and I glanced to my side in glazed bewilderment to see Evan standing there crossing his arms. He looked fuming mad and he stormed out by slamming the door so hard that it was hard to ignore.

  “I would say the cat is already out of the bag. I don’t know what we’re going to do, but we better think of something. You’ve known him longer than me, Dawson.” I felt like I had something to make up for like I had ruined something that didn’t even get started.

  “He had his chance. He is going to have to get used to the two of us being together.” He got out of the shower and I was shaking my head in disbelief that a man with that kind of ass had just given me one of the best experiences of my life.

  Chapter four

  Dawson was a coward and he vacated the premises without much more than a wave before going out the door. Evan was sitting in the kitchen drinking a glass of wine, but that wasn’t his only one. Half the bottle was already gone and he was literally drowning his sorrows at the bottom of it.

  “I can’t believe you would do that to me of all people. I’ve always been on your side. I’ve listened to your inane stories about your father. I thought we had some understanding, but for you to be with him of all people makes me think I don’t even know you. It might be a good idea for you to leave and I really don’t want to see your face.” I didn’t know how to handle this kind of situation. I’d never been accosted by anything like this before.

  “I thought we were only friends, but you’re making it sound like I have committed a cardinal sin. What does it matter to you if I’m with somebody else? I may have given you the impression that I was heterosexual, but I was too terrified of what you might say if you learned the truth. I’m sure that I can get my same room back unless it’s occupied for the next hour.” I felt this cold chill run down my spine with the obscene images in my head of what could be happening in that room.

  “You never gave me any impression that you might be interested in something more than friendship. Do you think it was easy for me to watch you on screen and know that I couldn’t have you? The photos of those bodacious babes in your room were your way of camouflaging who you really are.” I felt like I had been caught with my hand in the cookie jar and was now backpedaling with explanations that only sounded like excuses.

  “I tried to hide but Dawson saw through me. He really is hard to resist especially when he gets an idea in his head. I don’t know how you have lived with him all this time and not done something about the heat between the two of you. You probably thought he was kidding, but I can assure you he is very serious about seduction.” I went to the door to grab my jacket. My suitcase was packed. I put my hand on it only to have his touch mine in much the same way that Dawson had in the shower.

  “I can’t let you leave like this. He had his chance and it’s only fair I get mine.” I could feel his hot breath on my neck and then he was making me giggle underneath my breath when he touched his lips to my skin. I was only wearing a robe which he easily took care of.

  “I don’t think it’s right for you to do this out of jealousy. We should talk about…THIS.” He had grabbed me and I could hear his belt coming undone. I soon felt it hitting my upturned bare ass. “WHOA…this has certainly turned out better than I expected.” He hit me with it a couple of more times most likely just to hear me scream.

  “I really don’t care what you think and I’m through dancing to other people’s tunes. I look at you and I see an unspoiled piece of art. I’m not going to let Dawson be the one to corrupt you. I’m capable of that myself. I’m going to make you forget about Dawson. His name is not the one that’s going to linger on your lips.

  He turned me so that my head was in perfect alignment for his mouth. I could feel something hard and demanding behind me and it was pushed between the crack of my buns.

  I felt his tongue moving down my spine until he was at the small of my back. I involuntarily made a moan which was the only response he was looking for. He spread me open and I was not fully prepared for the insertion of his tongue. I pushed back to get him deeper and he was really working me into a frenzy. The tip of his index finger slipped into the moistened opening and before long he was stretching me out with three of those same fingers.

  “I thought what Dawson did couldn’t feel any better. I stand here fee
ling something entirely different and just as pleasurable.” I was feeling like I was flying on some sort of drug and his tongue was only paving the way for something more of an invading force. I had no idea what he had, but by his own admission, Dawson had already told me that all of us were pretty much similar in that way.

  He was spearing his tongue in and out at a rapid pace and finding each time was sending signals down the length of my shaft. My body was his for the taking and he was not letting anything stand between him and what he desired the most. He was skewering his tongue at an angle. He had me anxious and ready to move to the next level.

  “I think you know what I want. I think you know what I’ve always wanted and now you’re in a position to give it to me. I can’t believe these words are coming from my mouth. They seem foreign like somebody else is doing the talking for me.” The swinging pendulum of my package was whispering encouraging words. It was not going to let me run away. It didn’t look like Evan had any interest in letting me do that.

  His tongue exited and then he was standing with his breath on my neck. He grabbed me from around the waist and I could feel something more than a finger about to instigate penetration.

  “I want you to be very sure about this. Once I get started there is no stopping until we are done. That could be anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours. I came back to get my phone not expecting to see you in the shower in a compromising position with my roommate. I should’ve known leaving you here was like pouring fuel on a fire. Had I had any idea you were gay, I would’ve never left you with a predatory animal like him.” He was biting on my earlobe causing my legs to buckle and then he was forcefully injecting a slab of beef.