Fucking awesome! Please continue. Looking forward to more really enjoy your style.
Fucking awesome! Please continue. Looking forward to more really enjoy your style.
Do I hear some Lionel Ritchie in the background - reminiscent of the LA Olympics (for those of us old enough to remember, lol.)
THE song of the Closing Ceremonies was "All Night Long"
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
*Squeals with delight*
I can hardly wait!
mmmmmmmm I will be there!
we need an update on Kevs adventures....cant wait!
Party in Kevs room. I am in !!
And bless you for that Kev. What an awesome and horny story! Thank you.God; I think some fucking weird things!
very hot more please!!!!
This story is amazing!! <3 I fell in love from the very first chapter. I get so hard that it hurts when i read them!
Kev! Where did you go? I hope you're planning on continuing this story, it's seriously great. It's the only one I've keep re-reading. Still waiting for the next chapter.
well hopefully the story continues. its one of the hottest i've read in a long time.
kev... where aaarrree youuuu?
Brilliant story! I'm eager to see how the next chapter turns out
Can't wait for more!!
I want to attend the party now.
hot hot hot! I need more!
So hot! You must post more. I signed up just to tell you this. So that's saying something!
Welcome to the story board and JUB, helenkellerrr.
I hope you check out the other stories and become a regular poster. The authors always appreciate feedback.
I'm not sure what happened to Kevin - haven't heard from him in awhile, I'm afraid. It looks like his real life has been keeping him occupied.
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Yes I'm afraid you're right there Don Quixote - real life has got in the way of writing.
I'm moving into my own flat in a few weeks, and once I'm settled into the single live, there will be more chapters of SBR, I promise.
Keep the faith - all will be revealed in time - even the fate of the elusive James.
He's ALIVE! lol.
Good to hear from you, Kev.
Good luck with your independent living!
I look forward to hearing more from you with your life allows.
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Oh thank god! Glad to hear from you, Kev.
This has become one of my all time favorites.... I look forward (that's an understatement) to the rest of your story.
Good luck with your move!
YAY! Thanks for giving us some news Kev! We'll be waiting for you here, good luck moving in!
What happened? We need more!!!
I logged in and posted JUST for this reason. So hot!
Thanks for coming into the light and posting, instead of just lurking!
You've been a member for awhile, I see. I hope we'll see more of you around the story forum.
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
I wonder which at which UK university this story takes place ^^
I might want to enrol!
Kevin where have you gone?? Its been so long im loving the story reading it again now we need more chapters xx
Great Story,Kev... Hope that there's more at some point.
I miss you Kev! Come back and write for us pleeease.
Oh my god, I need more!
I found this story yesterday and I'm caught up now. This has to be the hottest story I've ever read. Sure hope it continues.
Very hot! I'll add myself to the long list asking for "more, please".
Unfortunately, it appears Kevin has taken a hiatus from the site and posting this hot story. I should go over to Nifty and see if he's posted any more over there, now that I think about it - since that's where he started posting the story.
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Thanks. I assumed there was some real life happening. . . hope he's okay.
Been checking here and Nifty.....can't wait for more!!
This story is awesome! I want to read some more! When is the next chapter coming out? I hope this author can come back and keep us in the loop.
Oh my god I may be a newbie. But this is fucking hot! keV the stories are fucking great! I love them. I think I cummed once per chapter lol my hard cock got a little sore.
Keep up the good work we all love it. Especially me :P
And today after 23 years of living.. i think i finally admitted to myself that i'm gay, (kinda flirted with a male guard watching over one of our patient). just sayin
thanks. well i think its kinda hard to be gay (just my opinion) you can't be with the person you like. sometimes i hate what im feeling right now..
ANYWAY.. I am very eager to read the next chapter of this beautiful story..
And that means this Kev - the real-life Kev who writes the stories, and also the other Kev - the fictional one!
Thought I owed you guys a quick update, as it's such a long time since Straight Boy Roommate 7.
It's not that I got bored of the story, or bored of you guys - such a great set of supportive, enthusiastic and downright dirty guys out there in JUB-land - no way I could get bored of you!
Truth is, life's been a bit manic. Since SBRM7, I've split up with my wife, got divorced, moved house and city, and started a new life on my own.
And I'm fucking loving it. So pleased I finally took the plunge and went through with it, after so many years.
But it has meant that I've neglected the writing, for far too long...
Anyway, enough of the boring stuff. I'll sign off on this now, and post it, and then the next chapter of SBRM will follow along straight after. I hope you enjoy it; I've loved writing it as always.
To those who are new to JUB since I last posted a chapter - welcome to Straight Boy Roommate - the dirtiest and horniest set of students ever to arrive at an English University.
Welcum back!!! I have been quite ill, & wondered if it was my time to go ... Obviously not! Because how can I move on till I have devoured the new saga you are creating???
Thanks! You have breathed new life into these tired old bones - I am now a teenager again!
Here you go...
Enjoy - love to all of you
Straight Boy Roommate - Chapter 8
It takes ages before we’re ready to come out of the shower. We just can’t leave each other alone; hugs, kisses, more hugs; and in-between, we manage to get each other washed. The feel of Ryan’s mouth and body pressed against mine, and the steaming hot water running over us – I just want to stay in there forever.
Eventually Ryan reaches over and turns the water off, and we step out and find the towels. We’re both hard again. Actually, neither of us really got soft after we spunked up in the shower. The whole thing was too exciting, and I was thinking about what was going to happen when we got back to the room – I think Ryan was too.
He’s certainly thinking about it now. He’s drying me between my legs, and rubbing the towel over my cock and balls. ‘So, do you really think that thing’s going to fit inside me?’
I hope he’s not worrying about it; ‘Do you still want to… you know…?’
‘Are you joking? I can’t wait!’
Thank God for that! At last, I think it’s actually going to happen. Happen to me. Real sex; not just imagining it. Fucking hell, I’m so excited. I can’t stop myself grabbing Ryan and giving him another big snog, before we wrap the towels round ourselves and get ready to leave. Ryan’s got the big towel, so he’s OK. Mine’s a bit small, and I have to adjust it a couple of times to try and make my hard-on less obvious.
As we open the door onto the corridor, there’s someone going past. There would be! He looks at us, and his eyebrows go up, but he doesn’t say anything. Ryan grins at me and then shouts after the guy, ‘Save water, mate! Shower with a friend!’ but the guy keeps walking.
We’re soon back at the room, and as we go in, I’m a bit surprised to find Dan’s still there, sitting on the bed in his rugby kit, with the laptop on his legs. He looks up straightaway, and gives us a dirty grin, ‘Nice shower, boys?’
‘Amazing!’ says Ryan.
‘So.’ I don’t feel like being subtle just at the moment, I’m too horny. ‘Aren’t you going off to rugby, then?’
‘Yeah. Not for a bit, though. About half an hour. Why, are you…? Oh fucking hell!’ He’s looking at the bulge in my towel. ‘Are you hard again, you animal? For fuck’s sake! I’m getting out of here.’ He starts to get up off the bed.
‘It’s not just me, you know. He’s almost as bad!’ I reach across and grab at Ryan’s dick through the towel.
Ryan knocks my hand away, but he’s smiling. He looks at Dan. ‘You don’t have to go just because … I mean, we can wait…’
‘Doesn’t fucking look like it.’
‘Or we can go back to my room. That’d be easier.’
‘Look, I don’t mind fucking off for an hour, so you can, you know, make sweet lurve…’
I’m just about to tell Dan to shut up, but Ryan gets in first. ‘No, it’s OK. We’ll make “lurve” back at mine. Expect you can find some nice things to do on that laptop while you’re waiting for rugby to start. By the way, that rugby kit is fucking sexy, you know.’
Fucking hell; a bit of sex seems to having an amazing effect on Ryan. He’s so much more confident, all of a sudden. I really don’t think he would have said something like that to Dan yesterday. Dan, of course, loves the compliment, ‘Yeah? So am I turning you on, you dirty little fucker? Think I should be in one of those nude calendars, with a rugby ball in front of my bollocks?’
Ryan grins, ‘I’d buy it!’
‘Be a waste of money with you two, though. You’d have stuck all the fucking pages together by the second of January.’
I stick my middle finger up at Dan in a half-hearted way, as my mind is already moving onto the things we’ll need to take with us to Ryan’s room. I’m hoping this won’t turn out to be a mistake; if we get there and James has come back, I’ll be pretty pissed off, but I don’t suppose that’s very likely now.
I move over to where Ryan and I dropped our clothes in a big pile when we were getting ready for our shower, and then remember that they’re soaking wet.
‘Shit. We can’t wear these.’ I turn to Ryan. ‘Do you want to wear some of my clothes?’
He gives me a big grin, ‘Can I choose?’
‘Yeah, of course.’ We go across to the cupboard where most of my stuff is, and Ryan starts looking. He picks out two polo shirts, passes one to me and slips the other one on himself. It suits him.
‘Where do you keep your undies and stuff, then?’
I open the drawer, and Ryan picks up and considers various pairs of the tight boxers I always wear, before choosing some. He’s trying to put them on under his towel, like he’s getting changed on the beach, or something.
I put my hand on his arm. ‘Ryan, I don’t think we need to worry about…’ I untuck my towel and let it fall; my nob is so hard, it’s sticking almost straight up in the air. I see Ryan instinctively throw a worried look over towards Dan, who’s back on the bed, concentrating on the laptop screen. ‘It’s OK. He doesn’t mind.’ I reach out and take hold of Ryan’s towel. My eyes flick upwards to his face; I want to check he’s all right with this. He gives me a smile and a small nod, and I undo his towel and let it fall.
The excitement of standing there with my dick out, with Dan just across the room, hits me once again. I can’t help it; it’s such a turn on, even if he isn’t looking.
Suddenly Dan’s voice cuts in, ‘Get some fucking clothes on, can’t you? How can I concentrate on my porno with your dicks bouncing around everywhere?’
I love it when he starts giving out abuse. And so much for him concentrating on his laptop!
‘Well you don’t have to look!’
‘It’s hard to ignore it when you’re virtually fucking right in front of me, in my room!’
‘We’re not virtually fucking! And it’s my room too, remember!’
‘Look. Get some fucking pants on, get over to his room, and stick that fucking thing where the sun don’t shine. Then maybe I can concentrate on this video. You’re not the only ones with a boner that needs dealing with, you know!’
I grin at him. ‘Well, if you want to get started now, that’s fine with me.’
‘And me,’ interjects Ryan.
‘Well, you can both fuck right off. I’ve done enough queer stuff in the last 24 hours. I’m not starting on this till you’re out of that fucking door!’
I’m a bit disappointed, but only a bit. ‘OK, OK, we get the idea. We’re going.’
Ryan puts on the boxers and I rub my hand over the material, feeling him up, as he reaches into the drawer to choose some for me. He holds them open, and I step into them. He pulls them up over my cock, and has a quick feel while he does it. This is really hot, and I move in to give him a kiss.
‘Fucking stop that!’ It’s Dan.
‘Sorry. I forgot. We’re going, OK?’
‘Today would be good.’
‘We’re almost out the door. Really.’
But of course we’re not. We need to finish getting dressed first, and that takes a minute or two. Ryan’s careful about choosing socks for both of us, and changes his mind a couple of times before he’s happy. His Converse are in the pile of wet stuff on the floor, of course, so he chooses a pair of my Adidas for himself.
I look over to the bed, ‘Dan? Can I wear your DCs again?’
‘What?’ he looks up. ‘No. Not if you’re going to cum on them, like yesterday.’
‘Look. I won’t. I promise you.’
Ryan’s laughing. ‘You didn’t? Fucking hell! But you only met each other yesterday. You cummed on his trainers when you’d only known him, like, a few hours?’
‘Ryan mate, you have no idea!’ Dan’s going to give him all the details, I can tell. ‘This guy,’ he’s pointing at me, ‘this guy is the biggest pervert I’ve ever met. He came and stalked me in the SU, made me feel sorry for him, then took my trainers off me and spunked a whole fucking load on them. Then the little shit tried to give me them back, when they were still fucking wet with his wank juice. I tell you, Ryan, you should keep away from him!’
I know he’s winding me up, and I know Ryan won’t care, but I can’t stop myself; ‘Dan, that’s so unfair. Ryan, it wasn’t like that at all. I mean, I didn’t … well, I did sort of … Look, what I mean is … oh fuck it! Shall we just go, before he says anything else?’
Ryan gives me a grin and agrees. I put Dan’s trainers on, and go over to the bag where I keep my Fleshlight and the other stuff I needed to keep out of sight at home. I look through until I find condoms and lube. The condoms have been in there ages; I hope they haven’t gone out of date.
It suddenly occurs to me that we might not actually need them. I mean, we’re both virgins, I suppose, although I don’t know exactly what happened with the guy who attacked Ryan, how far it went, whether… I look across at Ryan, but decide that’s definitely not a conversation to have in front of Dan. Instead, I slip some condoms and lube into my jeans pocket. ‘Right. All set?’
‘Yeah, think so.’
‘OK, let’s go then.’ We head together to the door, and then turn back to Dan. It’s a bit of an awkward moment, and I’m not sure what to say.
Dan rescues the situation for us, ‘Have fun, then. And don’t make too much noise. These walls are pretty thin; you don’t want to upset Ryan’s new neighbours before he’s even met them.’
We both smile, and I look at Dan and the laptop. ‘You too! The Fleshlight’s in the bag, by the way, if you want it!’
Dan considers for a moment, ‘Hmm, that might be the best idea you’ve had all day.’
Ryan opens the door, and I follow him out into the corridor. At the top of the stairs, we both stop and look at each other. Neither of us speaks, but we don’t need to. It feels like such a big thing that’s about to happen, and we’re both so excited that we can hardly keep it in. Ryan looks around quickly to check that the coast is clear, and then pulls my head towards his and kisses me. Then we set off down the stairs and across the grass to Ryan’s accommodation block.
When we arrive, there’s a note wedged in between the door and the frame. Ryan takes it and unfolds the paper; I suppose it must be from James.
Ryan looks up, mystified. ‘It’s from Security.’
‘What do you mean, Security?’
‘University Security. You know. I suppose it must be the guys who drive round campus in those white vans. There’s a phone number. They want me to ring someone called Darren.’
‘It doesn’t say.’
Ryan starts to get his phone out, and then seems to realise that we’re still standing in the corridor, and so finds his key first, and lets us in. There’s no sign that James has been back, and he’s certainly not here now.
Ryan goes to the bed and sits down, starting to tap the number into his phone. I sit next to him, and put a hand on his leg. I can hear the ring tone, as I slip my other hand round behind him, and up his back, under the polo shirt. I hope this isn’t going to take long.
I hear the call connect, but I can’t make out much of what’s being said at the other end of the line. The call seems to be about James, I think, but it’s a bit cryptic. As he talks, Ryan puts his free hand between my legs and moves it up towards my crotch. It feels nice.
Ryan ends the call and gives my leg a squeeze. ‘It’s James,’ he says. ‘He’s in the Medical Centre. Seems he fell in the lake last night. I think he must have been pissed.’
‘What? The James? The one who lives here – geek of the year?’
‘I know. It doesn’t sound like him, does it? Still, it must be. He asked someone to get a message to me. He wants me to go and see him.’
‘Why didn’t he ring you?’
‘Not sure. I suppose his phone must have fallen in with him.’
‘I suppose.’ Now I’m really pissed off. Why did this have to happen now? ‘Ryan, can’t you go a bit later, you know? I wanted us to have some time on our own. Now, I mean…’ I move my hand right up Ryan’s leg, and onto the bulge in his jeans. He lets me do it, but I can tell his mind is elsewhere.
‘Kev, I’m sorry. I really want to stay here with you, but I think I ought to go. There’s something weird going on with James. Don’t know what, exactly, but I’ve got a bad feeling about it. Look, it won’t take long, OK?’
‘Yes, I suppose so.’ I want to argue with him, but I know he’s right. If it was me lying in the Medical Centre, with no friends, I’d want someone to come over straightaway. ‘I’ll come with you, all right?’
Ryan looks at me; ‘Are you sure? You don’t have to, you know.’
‘I want to. It means I’ll be with you, which is where I want to be; and if there’s two of us, it might be easier to cheer that miserable bastard up a bit.’
‘Thanks.’ He gives me a kiss. ‘And then we can fuck, yeah?’
‘Thought we were going to ‘make lurrrve’?’
‘OK. So, you can ‘make lurrrve’ my brains out, for the rest of the day if you want.’
We get up, and Ryan goes to look for some clothes for James. Good job Ryan can think about more than one thing at a time; it wouldn’t have occurred to me. He stands looking into the cupboard.
‘Kev, all his stuff is shit. He doesn’t have one decent thing to wear.’
I take a look, and he’s right. I watch as Ryan picks up a few random things, and finds a bag to put them in. Then we head for the door.
The Medical Centre is about a 10 minute walk across campus, and we pass the time mostly talking about James, and comparing him to Dan, not very favourably.
We can see James as soon as we go through the main door. He’s sitting on a bed in a side room, with the door open. He’s wearing pyjamas and a dressing gown, and he’s staring at the floor. A woman comes over, and Ryan speaks to her briefly, and then we go into James’ room. He looks up briefly and then back down. ‘I didn’t know if you’d come. Didn’t know if you’d want to.’
Ryan steps forward. ‘Of course we did. Look, we’ve brought you some clothes, so you can get out of here.’
James doesn’t look up, or speak. Ryan and I catch each other’s eye, as the silence lengthens and becomes more awkward. Eventually Ryan speaks. ‘Er, James. Have we, you know, done something wrong?’ Another silence. ‘Shall we just go?’
‘No.’ He’s still looking down, but at least he’s said something. ‘I mean, no, please don’t go. I didn’t mean to be rude. I was going to ask you something; I’ve been planning it all morning, but now you’re here it feels so stupid. I think it’s better if I don’t.’
‘No mate, go ahead. I’m sure it’s not stupid. It’ll be fine.’
This is getting us nowhere, so I try a different approach. ‘Look James. If it’s something difficult, let’s leave it for a bit, and maybe talk about it later, yeah? Why don’t you tell us what happened last night? Did you really fall in the lake?’
Ryan joins in, ‘Yeah, what happened to you? I just went for a piss and you’d fucked off. I’ve been worrying about you. Me and Kev went out looking for you this morning. In the rain!’
‘Did you? Really?’
‘Yeah, we did. Got fucking soaked actually, but it doesn’t matter. Come on. Tell what’s been going on.’
James takes a few deep breaths before he speaks. ‘OK. Right. Well, I wasn’t coping very well with anything yesterday. I was thinking bad things, and I just needed to get away on my own for a bit.’
Ryan looks worried, ‘Christ mate, what do you mean, ‘thinking bad things’?’ He goes to sit on the bed next to James, and I move to the only chair.
‘It doesn’t matter. I was just… I wanted some time on my own, that’s all.’
Ryan looks at me. I think he’s deciding whether to ask the same question again. He decides against it; ‘So, what happened after you went?’
‘I bought a bottle of vodka and went down to the lake.’
I’m just about to laugh and make a joke of some sort when I catch the bleak look on James’ face, and a shiver goes through me. ‘Shit, James! What are you saying, for Christ’s sake?’
Once again, there’s no answer, and Ryan takes up the questions. ‘James, did you… did you drink a whole bottle of voddy?’
James looks up briefly. ‘I drunk quite a lot of it, but then I was really sick.’
‘Fuck. And did you… shit, mate, please tell me you didn’t fall in on purpose.’
‘No. I thought I was going to. Well, I thought about it, but I didn’t.’
Ryan looks at me. Neither of us knows what to say; but James goes on, ‘In the end, I decided to come back and talk to you, Ryan, but I was a bit drunk, and I lost my footing on the edge of the lake.’
‘A bit drunk? You must have been fucking wasted. Are you used to drinking that much?’
‘No. I don’t normally drink much. Well, at all, really.’
‘But why, mate? I don’t understand.’
I move forward on my chair, ‘Is this to do with what you were saying when we got here? About wanting to ask us something? I think it’s time you told us the whole story, yeah?’
James is wringing his hands in his lap, ‘I don’t think I can.’
‘I think you need to talk to someone.’
Ryan backs me up, ‘Yeah, you do. And Kev’s a good listener. I know that. I told him some heavy shit yesterday, and I feel loads better now.’
James’ hands moves to his knees, and he breathes deeply again. ‘OK. But if I’m going to get through this, I need you… I mean, please, if you don’t mind, would you just let me say it and not interrupt? It will make it a bit easier.’
‘Sure. If that helps,’ says Ryan.
‘Well, I don’t know where to start, really. Yesterday, I suppose. The reason I was feeling so rubbish yesterday was, well, I thought Uni was going to be so different, but it isn’t. It’s just the same thing again.’
I’m just about to cut in and ask what he means; I’m not following this at all, but Ryan puts his hand on my leg to shut me up.
‘I’m making a mess of this, aren’t I? Look, what I mean is, I had a bad time at School. Bullying and all sorts. I didn’t really have any proper friends, just a few of the other saddos who I hung about with sometimes.’
I interrupt without thinking, ‘I’m sure you weren’t a saddo.’
Ryan slaps me on the knee. ‘Shut up, will you? You’re supposed to be listening and not interrupting, remember?’
‘It’s OK. And I was a saddo. But look, that’s not the point. The point is that I thought Uni was going to be different. A fresh start, you know. Lots of new friends. No more problems. But then, when I got here… Well, I found out who I was sharing a room with, and it was just like being back at School.’
Oh shit. That’s Dan he’s talking about. I’m desperate to say something, to try and defend Dan, but I’ve promised I won’t. Instead I take hold of Ryan’s hand, which is still resting on my leg, and wait for James to continue.
‘I mean, he came in like he owned the place, wearing that t-shirt and swearing all the time. He was just like some of them at School; he even said some of the same things they used to say. And I know I shouldn’t have, but I got angry, and that made him get angry. He called me a, well, you know, the c-word. Then he went. So much for everything being different, eh? Nothing was going to be different. I realised it suddenly; just like that. And there wasn’t anything I could do about it. Anyway, when he came back, I was already in bed, but I wasn’t asleep. I haven’t slept much since I got here, actually. But I pretended I was. I couldn’t talk to him. I just couldn’t. Then after a few minutes, I heard him… I could hear him…’ his voice trails off. I look up at him, and I can see the red blush rising up his neck. He’s finding this really difficult.
I know I said I wouldn’t interrupt, but fuck it, ‘Look, if it’s too embarrassing, you don’t have to talk about this.’
‘I do.’ He sounds quite sure. ‘He was having… he was masturbating. And I think he was making as much noise as he could, just to embarrass me.’
Again, I can’t stop myself from jumping in; ‘Look, James, I know how it must seem. I know you think Dan is a… well, that c-word you mentioned, I expect. But he’s not. You ought to give him another chance. I’ll talk to him if you like; get him to ease off a bit. He can be a bit hardcore, I admit. I can understand why you hate him, but if I can just…’
‘Hate him? I don’t hate him!’
‘Well, maybe that’s the wrong word…’
‘I don’t hate him! I want to be like him! Don’t you see? I want to be like all three of you. You’re all so cool, and you’re going to have loads of friends and have a great time here. And you don’t even have to try. It just comes natural to you, and I don’t know how to do any of it.’ James puts his head in his hands, and sits perfectly still on the bed. I look at Ryan; he seems to be about as surprised as I am.
I can’t think of anything to say. Ryan opens his mouth, but then closes it again. I decide to wait. Eventually James lifts his head, and seems ready to say some more. ‘I do know I’m different. I watch people all the time, and I know I’m geeky and sad and everything else they used to call me at School. And I’ve had enough of it. I want to be like everyone else, and fit in, but I’m scared.’
‘What are you scared of?’
‘Everything. Scared and embarrassed. All the time.’
‘I could see, before, that you were quite embarrassed talking about Dan; you know, him wanking in your room. Is that the kind of thing you mean?’
‘I’m like that all the time. Everything about sex makes me get like that. Even saying the words. Why can’t I even talk about it? I feel so stupid. I get embarrassed if people are having sex on the Tele, or just kissing, even if I’m watching it on my own.’
Ryan puts a hand on James’ leg. ‘Mate, don’t be so hard on yourself. I’m sure you can get over this. It might take some time, but you just need to, you know, keep working at it.’
‘That’s what I want to do; that’s what I’ve decided. Will you help me, though? I can’t do it on my own.’
‘Help you? What do you mean? I don’t see what we can do?’
‘I need someone to make me face up to things; you know, make me say things when I’m embarrassed to say them. Make me do the things I’m scared of doing; stop me just giving up.’
Ryan looks at me, then back at James. ‘Of course we’ll help. If that’s what you want.’
‘Are you sure you don’t mind?’
I give him a smile. ‘No, we don’t mind. If it’s going to make you happier; make life seem better for you…’
Ryan cuts in, ‘Can we start straightaway? Because there’s something I’ve been wanting to say ever since I first saw you.’
James looks wary; ‘Oh God. What is it?’
‘It’s just about your clothes.’
‘Oh, yes.’ James looks down at his hands, ‘They’re not very fashionable, are they?’
‘They’re utter shit and you need to bin them.’
I can’t believe he’s just said that. ‘Ryan, that’s really rude. You can’t expect…’
But James interrupts, ‘It’s all right. I know I haven’t got any decent clothes. I let my mum buy most of what I’ve got. I did try, sometimes, though. Like last week, before I came away. I went into town to get some new things, but everyone in the shops looked so cool and fashionable; I didn’t dare go in. I came back without buying anything. So, I know my clothes are a bit rubbish, and you can be as rude as you want.’
‘OK, I will,’ Ryan laughs. ‘But, hey, James. No-one our age says ‘rubbish’ like that. We need to get your language sorted out if you want to mix with uber-cool metrosexuals like us.’
I snort with laughter, and Ryan grins back at me. Even James manages a smile, the first one I’ve seen. ‘So, what should I say, then?’
‘Shit! Your clothes are shit! In fact; repeat after me, ‘All my clothes are shit, and I need to throw the whole fucking lot in the bin.’
There’s a slight pause, while Ryan and I look at James, and his eyes go backwards and forwards between the two of us. Then he takes a deep breath; ‘OK. All my clothes are shit.’ Another breath. ‘And I need to throw the whole… the whole fucking lot in the bin.’
Ryan gives him a round of applause. ‘There. That wasn’t so bad, was it? Right, I think we should get out of this place. I’ve got a bag of shit clothes here for you to put on. And Kev, I think you should ring Dan. I hope he hasn’t gone to rugby yet. This is a job he needs to help with.’
Ten minutes later, we’ve finished sorting things out with the woman at the Medical Centre, James has put on the shit clothes and we’re all on the way back to my room. I’m explaining things to Dan over the phone; he was just about to go to rugby training, but decides to stay and help with the James project instead; ‘This sounds like a right fucking laugh…’
When we get back to the room, we hang up the phones, and I finish telling Dan about the plan. ‘So, we’re going to try and encourage James, yeah, and help him with the stuff he’s struggling with. I thought, maybe, we could start with a trip into town, to look for some clothes. And then gradually start tackling… you know, other things. What do you think?’ I turn to James for a reaction, but Dan cuts in before he has time to say anything.
‘Fuck that! It’s a crap idea. Look, James, mate; you won’t get anywhere if you pussy around with this. You’ve got to just go for it, mate. I mean, like head on.’
‘Dan, don’t start getting pushy. James doesn’t need you being all hardcore with him; he just needs some time and some encouragement.’
James’ voice breaks in; ‘No, let him say what he wants to. He may be right.’
I’m not having this, though. ‘But I thought we had a plan?’
Dan turns to me, ‘Yeah, but it’s your plan, not ours, and it might just be a shit plan. So, James is listening to me now, and you can shut the fuck up, OK?’
I know when I’m beaten, ‘OK.’
Dan’s in full flow now; ‘Right mate, the way I see it is, we either fuck about for months ‘encouraging’ and ‘taking our time’ like this fucking pussy wants to, or we get all the pain over in one go. It might hurt more, but it’ll be over a lot quicker. Like, you’ve decided your clothes are shit, and mate, I have to agree with you there. Well, you can either take years changing things one at a time, or you can just go right now and burn the fucking lot, borrow stuff off us, just fucking do it. That’s how to deal with it. Same with the things you’re embarrassed about. Let’s do it all, now. We’ll make you, if you need us to. Once you’ve done stuff a few times, you’ll be fine. What do you say?’
There’s a short pause. I look over at Ryan who shrugs, and then back at James. ‘James, don’t let him boss you round. This sounds like a nightmare.’
Another silence, while James thinks. Then, ‘You’re right, Kev, it does sound like a nightmare. It sounds like a… a fucking nightmare actually. So, let’s do it!’
Me and Ryan together, ‘What?’
‘I want to do it. Maximum pain, maximum gain, yes? I’ve been like this for so long, it’s going to take a big shock to jolt me out of it.’
Dan rubs his hands together, ‘Right then. What going to be the best thing to do? I need to think about this one.’
I turn back to James. He’s looking a bit pale. ‘James, he’s going to suggest something, I don’t know, really heavy. Don’t let him push you into this.’
Instant reply from James, ‘Shut the fuck up!’ I can’t believe he’s said that, and my mouth drops open.
James’ expression changes; his eyebrows rise in alarm, ‘Sorry! I didn’t mean to say that. It just came out! I’ve always wanted to say that to someone, but I’ve never dared do it. Sorry, though, that was really rude.’
I can’t help smiling; he’s really funny when he’s like this. ‘It’s OK. Stop apologising.’
‘OK, OK, I’ve stopped.’ He pauses for a few deep breaths. ‘So, can we start on this straightaway? And you all have to help me. And don’t let me back out of anything, even if I try to. So… what happens now?’
Dan looks round all of us before speaking, ‘Right lads. Circle jerk. Let’s get naked!’
I break out in an immediate grin, and looking across at Ryan, I see that he’s grinning too. Dan’s voice breaks in again, ‘Thought you boys would like that idea, you dirty fuckers!’ I love how this was Dan’s idea, but it’s me and Ryan who are the dirty fuckers! ‘Well, come on then!’
I grab at my polo shirt, and pull it over my head, but then I notice James. He’s just standing there, looking really awkward. ‘James? Are you going to be OK with this? I know what you said, but you don’t have to do this, you know.’
James turns to me. He’s still looking shit-scared, but there’s some determination on his face, too. ‘I told you. I want to do this. And you have to make sure I do, OK? It sounds scary, but I’m going to do it.’
I’m amazed by the look in his eyes, ‘You really are, aren’t you? Fucking hell!’
‘There is one thing though.’ James looks round all of us in turn. ‘What is a circle jerk exactly?’
I really want to laugh, but I manage to stop myself; that really wouldn’t help James. I look at Dan, but he’s not intending to answer this one. ‘You better tell him all about it, Kev. I’m getting some porn running on this thing.’ And he heads across to where his laptop is still open on the bed. ‘Some of us might need it, even if you don’t.’
I look at Ryan, who just grins; looks like nobody’s going to help me out here, so I plunge in. ‘Well, James, OK. So, we all stand in a circle, yeah, all facing into the middle. And then we all have a wank. And then we all, you know, spunk up… That’s kind of it, really.’
‘Well, not really! You missed the most important bit.’ Dan’s finished with the laptop, and he’s heading back across to us, pulling his rugby shirt over his head. ‘Kev’s just a little, gay cock-sucker; he doesn’t know anything about proper, manly, straight stuff like circle jerks! Thing is; you don’t wank yourself off, mate, you wank the guy next to you, OK?’ Just when I think I can’t be surprised by anything else Dan says or does, he comes out with that.
Ryan’s the first to respond. ‘Fucking hell, this is going to be so hot. I want to wank Kev. Which side of him do I have to go?’
Dan thinks carefully about this for a while. ‘No, Ryan mate, I don’t think that’s a good plan. You two’ll start getting over-excited, and me and James don’t want to end up watching you slobbering all over each other. We’re going to keep you apart. By the way, Ryan, has he fucked you yet?’
Oh shit, not that again! ‘Fuck’s sake, Dan, I told you not to keep saying stuff like that!’
‘Because it’s embarrassing – for James, I mean.’
‘For you, you mean! Anyway, James wants maximum embarrassment so he can get over it quicker, don’t you mate?’ James manages a nod, although the redness is back in his face and neck. Dan continues, ‘So, Ryan, yes or no?’
‘Ryan gives him a huge grin. ‘No. Not yet. But soon, eh?’ And he reaches out and rubs his hand over the front of my jeans, feeling up my nearly hard cock through the denim.
‘OK, OK, that’s enough of that. Get some clothes off, then. Got to be naked to do this properly.’ Dan sticks both hands down the front of his rugby shorts, and starts massaging his cock into life. It’s fucking hot watching him, and when he pulls the shorts down and reveals a nearly hard cock, I realise that I’ve still got most of my clothes on. I reach for my belt as a naked Dan goes over to James. ‘So, mate. Still up for this?’
‘Think you’re going to manage to get a hard-on, mate?’
‘Well, I’ve, er… well I’ve got a bit of one already.’
I’m just taking off my boxers and watching as Ryan does the same with his, when Dan’s voice cuts in again. ‘Fucking hell!’
I swing round to find him staring at James’ crotch. James has got as far as undoing his trousers, and the shape of his nob in unmistakable in his boxers. It’s enormous, pulling the waistband right up, and twitching in time with his pulse. What did he just say – ‘a bit of a hard-on’? For fuck’s sake!
Dan seems very impressed too. ‘Have you seen this, lads? It’s a fucking weapon! You could kill someone with that!’
James seems surprised, ‘I thought it was, you know, about average. I haven’t really seen many. Well, not any really.’
‘Believe me, mate. That’s a fucking monster. Once the girls hear about that, you’re going to get so much sex! Right, we ready yet?’ Dan goes over to the laptop, and turns the volume up to maximum. I can’t see the screen from where I am, but the sounds of women getting fucked start coming across loud and clear. When he comes back to us, he’s ready to take charge, and I for one, am quite happy to let him. ‘So, I’m going here, and James opposite. OK, mate? Kev, over here.’ He takes me by the shoulders and moves me into position, and then does the same with Ryan.
In the circle, I’m standing with Ryan opposite me; both our cocks are completely hard, and Ryan’s rubbing his gently as he looks from one of us to another. Dan’s on my right, and James is on my left. James’ weapon is jerking about of its own accord, and his face and neck are very red. I can tell he wants to move his hands in front of his cock and cover it up, but he’s doing a good job of stopping himself. Dan seems happy with the arrangement, ‘Right lads, think we just need to snuggle up a bit.’
‘Hang on.’ I’ve had a sudden thought. ‘I’ll get some lube!’ I run across to my bag, find a fresh container and rip the cellophane off. I’m back in the circle in a few seconds. I hold out the lube to Dan, as I feel like he’s in charge of this. He doesn’t take it, though. ‘You first, Kev mate. Go on.’
I pump the nozzle a few times until I’ve got a big, sticky gloop of lube in my right hand, and then reach out and take hold of Dan’s nob. It feels great, touching it again, and I love how it gets harder as I start to massage the lube in, and to slowly wank my hand up and down the shaft.
Dan reaches across and takes the lube, squeezing out a ridiculous amount into his palm. He’s got enough to lube up the whole of Ryan, but I suppose it doesn’t matter. As Dan’s hand closes round Ryan’s cock, Ryan goes into porn star mode; ‘Oh, that feels sooo good. Fucking give it to me!’ He’s still got the huge grin on his face; he’s loving this.
Now it’s Ryan’s turn to take the lube. He squeezes some out, and then looks at James; ‘You ready for this? Just enjoy yourself, yeah?’
James looks back steadily at him. ‘Yes, just do it. I mean, just fucking do it.’ When Ryan’s hand takes hold of his cock, James’ whole body stiffens for a moment, and then he closes his eyes and breathes deeply, willing himself to relax. His eyes open, and he watches as Ryan rubs his hand round and round his bell-end, and then he reaches for the lube. He squirts some into his palm, looks at it, and holds his hand out towards me; ‘Is that enough?’
‘Looks fine to me.’
James reaches out and takes hold of my cock, just holding for a few seconds, while he calms his nerves, and while a woman on the laptop screams at the top of her voice that she’s cumming. Then James’ hand starts to move slowly up and down my cock. Dan seems to take that as a signal for us all to start, and he begins wanking Ryan properly. Ryan and I join in. This is fucking amazing. I just watch the four hands and the four cocks for a few seconds, enjoying every second. The feel of Dan’s hard, shiny nob in my hand again. The sight of Ryan’s naked body opposite me, starting to react to what Dan’s doing to him.
Suddenly, a noise from James, ‘Oh God!’
Shit, I think he’s going to cum. We’ve only been going a few seconds. Ryan realises what’s happening, and starts wanking him faster. Almost immediately, there’s a big grunt from James, and a huge rope of spunk shoots across the circle and lands on Dan’s leg, followed by a second one, equally big, which falls mostly onto my foot. He seems to cum for ages; we’ve all got some of it on us – Ryan’s hand is covered in it.
Dan grins at him; ‘Think you needed that, mate!’
James smiles back; ‘That was amazing.’
‘No James, that was fucking amazing.’
‘Oh yes, I forgot. Sorry. That was fucking amazing. Now fucking shut up while I fucking wank this… fucking… oh never mind!’ And he grabs my dick again and starts wanking it so hard I have to bite my lip to stop myself from shouting out. Good job he put plenty of lube on. I’m trying to think about getting a rhythm going on Dan’s nob again, but what James is doing is so intense that I can’t really concentrate on anything else. It’s only a minute or so until I feel my balls starting to pull up inside my sack and my orgasm starts.
‘Going to cum.’ I manage to blurt out, not that it makes any difference. James isn’t going to slow down or be put off now, if anything he even speeds up a bit more. I see Ryan move forward a bit; he obviously wants this load on him, and he fucking gets it. Right up his chest, nearly to his shoulder, then on his cock and Dan’s hand, and then some on his leg. In the end, I feel the cum starting to subside, and I put my hand on James’ wrist to slow him down. James stops wanking me and lets go of my nob, holding his hand in front of him to look at the spunky mess I’ve left on it. Suddenly, Ryan reaches out, takes James’ hand and lifts it up to his face. He catches my eye for a second, and then sucks the whole lot straight off James’ hand. He looks round again, registering the expressions on everyone’s faces; ‘What?’
Dan shakes his head. ‘Fucking queers! Nightmare. Anyway, what the fuck’s happened to my wank? Some of us haven’t finished yet.’ With that, he gets to work on Ryan again, and I turn my attention back to Dan.
There’s still plenty of lube on his cock, which means I can rub my hand right up and over the head, as well as up and down the shaft. He seems to be enjoying it; he’s tensing up and breathing quite hard, his abs pulling in and out as he breathes. After a couple of minutes, he speaks, ‘You getting anywhere near, Ryan mate? Could try and cum at the same time?’
Ryan’s breathing hard too. He lifts his arms and puts one across James’ shoulders and the other across Dan’s. ‘Yeah, close. Just a bit faster, and I’ll be… oh fuck!’ His whole body clenches and tightens, and he goes up on his toes as the orgasm takes hold of him. But I mustn’t watch Ryan; I need to concentrate on Dan, and try to get him to cum too. I speed up my hand until it’s almost a blur. I notice a big squirt of Ryan’s spunk landing on my other hand and arm, but I’m too busy to take much notice. Then suddenly I feel Dan’s arm move onto my shoulder, and his body starts to tense and jerk next to me – here it comes. And James gets the whole fucking lot; he just stands there and lets it land on him, squirt after squirt, without even flinching.
When I feel Dan’s body starting to relax, and the pressure from his arm on my shoulder eases, I slow down my hand, and gradually bring it to a stop. We’re all breathing very hard, and looking round at each other’s bodies, at the patterns of the splashes and spots of cum that are all over us.
I feel something rubbing against my leg, and when I look down, Dan’s wiping his bell-end against my thigh. ‘Fuck’s sake, Dan!’
‘What’s the matter, queer-boy? Don’t you like spunk any more?’
Ryan reaches out and transfers the little trail of Dan’s cum onto his finger. ‘Well, I do. I’ll have it!’ He transfers the finger to his mouth and licks it extravagantly. ‘Mmm, tasty…’ He grins at me across the circle.
Everyone’s breathing is starting to return to normal, and everyone is covered in rapidly cooling goo. It’s probably time to go and get cleaned up. I suggest hitting the showers, and wonder if Ryan will want to share the shower again. But Dan isn’t having any of that; ‘Hold on, I don’t think so!’ He goes over to the bed and picks up a big towel. ‘Wipe up the worst of it with this.’ He throws the towel to me. ‘We’re only half way through. A few minutes to watch some porn and recover, and it’ll be time for round two!’
I always say Real Life takes precedence over JUB - sounds a bit like your REAL LIFE story would make an interesting saga of its own!
Glad things are going well for you, and you're back in the saddle.
Now, to read your latest update on the "other" Kev . . .
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
WOW! Kev!! Welcum Back!!!
Your true Life story is pretty amazing! And, Congratulations, in making so many difficult changes! What's even more impressive, though, is that you're truly Happy with all that you've managed to accomplish!! 'Tis Wonderful! And, THANK YOU! for sharing that with us!!
And, now, I'm looking forward to reading your latest!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
WOW! You certainly made up for your absence with an extraordinary chapter.
I was going to "wax philosophic" about whether our "star crossed want to be lovers" were ever going to "do the deed", but then Dan takes charge of James cumming out party and they all get to grab hold of a "strange" stick and wank each other off for all their worth!
Cumming up, Round 2!
Thanks for the update - what a way with words.
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Welcome back Kev! So glad you've came back to us congratulations for your new life
As for your story, it's still by far the number 1 hottest thing on JUB! And now with one more big cock joining the action, it can only get hotter! I'm delighted to see a new chapter of Straight Boy Roommate, and I hope I can read a lot more of them
Thank you Kev! I fucking love this story!