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I was just two weeks out of high school, a new freshman at a major university. A 18 year-old white boy. I did not know anyone, not even the roommate who was randomly assigned. I moved into the dorm four days before classes began. We had the option to move in two days earlier. Apparently, my as yet unknown to me roommate had moved in already. I arrived late one afternoon to find his stuff in the room but he was not there. I proceeded to get settled in for a couple hours then went out for dinner. I got back to my room about 10 o’clock expecting to meet my new roommate, but he was nowhere to be found. I fiddled around in the room for a while, but eventually laid down in bed and fell asleep. I don’t know what time it was when I woke up. As a matter of fact, I didn’t realize I was awake and thought I was dreaming at the time until I heard the unmistakable sound of muffled moaning coming from my roommates bed. As I woke more I realized it was not a dream. There were definitely sounds of passion and I could hear the rustling of bedsheets. There was a faint bit of light coming through cracks in the blinds, barely enough to see silhouettes. I was immediately aroused but kept quiet as my erection grew rapidly. I never heard any voices. Just obvious moaning that they were trying to keep low, I assumed so they would not wake me or get caught with a girl in the dorm. Fortunately for me, I was wide awake and seriously turned on. They went at it heavy trying as best they could to be quiet. I could not resist stroking myself as pre-cum oozed from my cock. There was so much that it lubed up my entire shaft as I stroked and listened to the stifled moans. As they got into it more he got a little louder, but apparently did not realize it as I was able to reach down to the floor and pick up a sock without them hearing me rustle the sheets. He was definitely the loudest. I could only hear heavy breathing from her. I stroked while I listened and amazingly, as he came I blew a load into the sock. Everything got real quiet in the room for several minutes as we all caught our breath. But as for me, I had to be particularly quiet. It was very difficult. After several minutes with neither of them speaking a word, I could barely see one of the silhouettes get out of the bed and begin to get dressed. They did not say a word to each other as the one dressed and left the room. I assumed it was his girlfriend but could not see well enough to tell and never heard a voice from that person. My roommate apparently exhausted himself and within minutes he was fast asleep snoring. I was so turned on that I was still hard and I kept stroking myself. I pumped a second load into another sock and drifted off to sleep. My final thought before I fell asleep was that I’m going to like this college thing.

I woke up the next morning to see a fine young black guy standing in the room in his boxers. It was immediately evident that he was well hung. He commented that I must’ve arrived very late in the night, as he was already asleep and did not hear me come in. It was immediately evident to me that he had no idea I was in the room when they were going at it. I just figured that she was staying quiet so the RA would not know she was in the room after hours. I went along with it for the time being and didn’t let on. We introduced ourselves to each other and chatted briefly about where we were from and what we were planning to major in. Eventually, we went to get some lunch and continued to get to know each other. He was an incoming freshman too, trying to make the track team. We returned to the room about two hours later. It was then I let let it slip that I had been in the room and awake when he was “having fun.”

Everything changed in an instant. He got real nervous and started pacing around the room just repeating “oh no, oh no” several times. He was obviously very distressed about something. He asked me if I was “cool” and if I was going to “tell anybody.” I was kind of surprised, wondering why he would be worried about me telling somebody that he had sex with his girlfriend in our room. After all I thought, this was 1975 and the sexual revolution was in full swing. I encouraged him to chill out and not worry. I assured him they would not throw him out of the dorm for having someone in there, even though it was against the rules. He would probably get some kind of slap on the wrist if anybody even found out. I had no intention of telling. That’s when he blurred out “if they find out that I am gay I will get kicked off the team and kicked out of school.” I remained quiet. He then proceeded to beg me over and over not to tell anyone. Understandable, because even though the sexual revolution was in full swing, it was a heterosexual revolution. Homosexuals were definitely still outcasts. The whole time I had assumed it was a girlfriend he had in the room. Apparently it was a boyfriend. I was completely caught off guard and very pleasantly surprised. I could feel an erection starting to grow in my pants already.

I had known since I was 14 years old that I was bisexual. I had two years of sexual experiences with boys before I ever did anything with a girl. But I also knew well at the time that this was something that you kept secret. It could ruin you if it got out that you were bisexual or homosexual. As we chatted more I learned that he was trying to walk on to the track team as was the guy he had in bed with. They were not boyfriends as it turns out, just fuck buddies. I tried to calm him down and assure him that no one would find out but nothing seemed to work. He was morbidly afraid that I was going to rat him out. As I was standing in the room, he was standing about 3 feet in front of me. I said to him “well there’s only one thing I can do to assure you that your secret is safe with me.” He replied with a puzzled look on his face. I looked down at his crotch, took one step back and sat on the edge of my bed. I reached out and grabbed the waistband of his shorts, pulled him to me and began to rub him. He didn’t say a word, but just smiled. He got hard very fast. I stroked him through his pants for a few minutes then I stuck my hand up the leg of his shorts and grabbed his cock. He was very well hung. I pulled his shorts down to the floor and he stepped out of them. By this time he was fully erect, 8 inches cut and thick. He peeled off his shirt and now he was standing in front of me completely naked. A gorgeous young black athlete’s body. I began to stroke his cock and massage his big balls. When I took both of his balls in my mouth, he let out a moan that I was sure somebody in the hallway would hear. He especially liked it when I licked up and down the length of his shaft. After licking and stroking for a while, I took the head of his cock in my mouth and worked the underside of his cock with my tongue. It wasn’t long until I started to taste his thick, sticky, sweet pre-cum and lots of it. He held onto my head and I worked his cock like this for several minutes with just the head in my mouth. He was oozing pre-cum. I backed off of his cock and had his pre-cum all over my tongue and lips. It was at that time that he pulled me to my feet and dove tongue first into my mouth. He sucked the pre-cum from my tongue and licked it from my lips. He then slowly kissed his way down my body, sucking on my nipples and kneading my ass cheeks with his strong hands. When he got to his knees he pulled my shorts to my ankles. I stepped out of them as I stripped my shirt off. He immediately took my hard cock in his mouth and started working it. I was in heaven. He immediately deep throated me. After a couple minutes we climbed onto my bed in a 69 position. We stroked, licked and sucked for what seemed like an eternity. We both came twice getting, thoroughly coated with our juices and having swallowed an equal amount.

After we finished, I fired up a joint and smoked it. We chatted for a long time. The guy who had been in the room with him the night before was his friend from high school. He was also on track team. I knew right then that I wanted to meet him too. It was at that time that I told him that I thought that he had a girl with him the whole time. We both laughed. I told him I would like to meet his high school friend, but he said for the time being he would like to keep our thing between us. I was looking forward to a lot of fun. We both shared our sexual experiences with each other and it wasn’t long before we were both hard again and back in the 69. 69 is divine! As it turns out, it did lead to a lot more fun with him and others that he introduced me to. I plan to write about those stories here too. I still live in the same college town. I love college boys and their coaches! Stay tuned!

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