My name is Finn Hudson. I'm a college student at Ohio state and I can tell you that a lot of the bullshit you get told (you have to join a frat, you have to get good grades, you have to study 29 hours a day) is just bullshit. But the one thing that is true: you have to get on with your roommate. Think about it. You spend at the very least a few hours every single day with your roommate, even if your just sleeping off an alcohol buzz. You might need to borrow notes from a class he's in; you might need him to take you home when drunk or high or missing a couple of toes; you might need him to suck you off when you're alone and horny after watching him fuck his boyfriend. Oh the last one? Well let me tell you a story…
I met Blaine the first day of college. You have the awkward hello, the three minutes of 'should we handshake, hug, wave, make love or just stand there' and (my personal favourite) the, 'who gets which bed' argument. Or at least that's what I was expecting. I didn't expect to see him and his boyfriend macking on each other, looking like two squids trying to suck each other's face off.
I have no problem with the whole 'gay' thing but it's just something I know nothing about. The closest I've gotten to homosexual activity is watching lesbian porn (well until now that is). I quickly closed the door. I prayed to God that it was all a mix up and I was actually supposed to be in a different room, but I looked at the sign on the door reading: 'Blaine Anderson' 'Finn Hudson' and knew there was no mistake. Just my luck, trapped out of my room on the first day of college.
But then the door opened and a small brown haired man hurried out looking at his shoes. Awkward. Then out comes Blaine, a slim but broad-shouldered guy with curly black hair and the most adorable, kissable face you've ever seen. Wait what? Did I just think that? Yep little did I know it wasn't the last time those words crossed my mind. He apologised and we left it at that.
After that things ran pretty smoothly. He was a cool dude, once we got talking about football our friendship was basically confirmed and we spent a lot of time together over freshman week. I met his boyfriend, Kurt, who was a bit flamboyant, but otherwise a good guy and he met my girlfriend, Quinn, who was head cheerleader and smoking hot. Yeah she may have been queen bitch, but she let me fuck her at least once a week and she was okay to hang out with.
Anyway, me and Blaine became good friends, gym buddies and above all confidantes. For a guy attracted only to other men he had a pretty good understanding of women and he would help me out when I needed to buy Quinn presents or make up for something I did. In return, I was his verbal punch bag. All I did was sit there and listen while he ranted on about Kurt's latest misdemeanour. The two seemed to have a pretty turbulent relationship, on the verge of breaking up one day but having hot makeup sex the next.
And that was the biggest fucking drawback with Blaine. He was so unreliable when it came to his nightly activities. He would go to a bar with Kurt, saying that I needn't worry cos they were spending the night at his place, only to come back at 3 am when I was asleep, where they would proceed to fuck each other's brains out for the rest of the night. I usually just turned over and faced the wall next to my bed and tried to block out the sound. But I just couldn't. I didn't know what I was feeling back then, probably because I was so confused, but I know now. I was kind of turned on by Blaine and Kurt fucking, embroiled in the throes of passion. Listening to their cursing, dirty talk (Blaine has a sailor's mouth in the sack) the sound of their skin slapping together and their orgasmic cries, made me kinda horny. I didn't know this of course until I realised one night in April.
Blaine and Kurt were going at it for what must have been the 900th time. I had had enough. I had a game the next day and Blaine had promised me he and Kurt would at least go back to his place and let him sleep. I decided that it wasn't a dick move to politely ask them to stop. I turned over on my bed and was about to speak up when I saw…
Perfection. Blaine was pounding Kurt into the mattress, working up a sweat. Kurt was mewling like a puppy but it paled into insignificance compared to the melodious moans emanating from Blaine's wonderful mouth. I felt my cock grow hard just watching him go to town, large cock pistoning in and out of the tight hole. Watching his abs and pecs tensed up rippling with muscle, only worsened my problem. I finally admitted to myself what I had been thinking since I saw Blaine for the first time.I wanted to be Kurt. To be kissed by his sweet lips and have skin nipped and sucked at by his mouth.
I wanted his hands to touch me and his arms to hold me. But above all I wanted his cock. I wanted to hold it, stroke it, rub, put it in my holes and let him fuck me with it. I wanted him badly.
But I couldn't have him. He was Kurt's and he thought I was straighter than a ruler. I was single now after Quinn had cheated on me and I hadn't gotten laid in months. My cock was painfully hard now, and I had to do something about it. I was sleeping in boxer shorts and undid the flap in the front releasing Finny Jr. from his confines. I always thought my cock was small and seeing Blaine's only confirmed my insecurity. The two were far too preoccupied, too notice so I began to quietly jerk myself off, wishing I was 10 feet to the left and bent over being drilled by the most beautiful cock I'd seen.
I stroked my dick as Kurt's cries became more shrill:
"Oh GOD BLAINE! Your so fucking big aren't you? I love your big hard cock fucking me like the naughty little slut I am."
"Oh yeah you love it don't you? You love taking my cock like a bitch. You want it harder bitch?"
"Oh yeah Blaine fuck that tight little whole, it's all yours. Oh fuck BLAINE!"
Kurt came hard before jerking of his curly haired Adonis until he shot ropes of cum all over Kurt's face.
And even as I creamed my sheets, I thought, not for the first time, how much I wished that I owned Kurt's face.
To be continued…