They both, understandably, freaked out but I said it was okay and I’d give them some time to finish, then Chris said, “Unless you want to stay?” So I did. It was my first threesome and it was awesome! We all just sucked each other off, and after the third guy left Chris crawled into my bed and we fell asleep. The next morning he was still in my bed, the snow was falling and he rolled over and kissed me but then said, “Just between us okay?” “Okay.” and he left.Ī few weeks went by and we didn’t really talk about it. Then one night he stumbled in drunk and started saying how mad he was he didn’t get laid that night, he stripped down to his boxers and then he crawled into my bed and fell asleep. In the middle of the night we just started kissing and one thing led to another. for the next 9 months we had this secret affair where we’d just have sex (each our first time with was awesome!) and sleep in each other’s beds. It was this big secret, but it was so hot. I do think it was the first time I’ve fallen in love.Īfter our first year, I moved off campus, Chris had an injury and had to move back to California and we lost touch but I think of that time, us snuggling in our little twin bed with the snow falling outside and the freedom we felt exploring each other’s bodies. When I was in college, I used to tutor for math. One of my tutees was struggling in calc and he and I paired up together for much of the semester to study. He was part of the swim team and had a perfect body for it. He was tall and had golden blond hair and piercing blue eyes. A little slow in the head, but otherwise a perfect 10/10. One day, we were eating lunch together and right out of the blue he blurts out how much he admires me and how smart he thinks I am.īest part is, you would never know he was gay just by looking at him. A little startled but very flattered, I say thank you. But then he continues: he says "Would you be interested in 'doing something' together?" Immediately I catch what he's putting down, but I ask for clarification. He says flat out he wants to masturbate with me. Taken aback, and without any time to think, I turn him down. But rather than take no for an answer, he suggests we go back to my room to study some more, even though we hadn't planned on it before we ate. So we start walking to my room, and all the while he keeps trying to downplay the seriousness of his request. "It's only jerking off" "it doesn't mean anything" "yes I'm a little bi, and I think you're attractive" yada yada yada.