Memoirs of a Bisexual: Chapter 7 – An Unexpected Surprise

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This is a continuation of the series “Memoirs of a Bisexual.” I recommend reading chapters 1-6 to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline. The following is based on true events.I returned to school from Winter Break a few days before classes started. I always like to get there a few days before the start of a new quarter so I can learn where my new classes are and plan my route through campus. The University of Georgia is a big campus, so the more I know on the first day of classes, the easier it is to get around. Besides, I also hoped Felecia would be back so we can get our fuck on.  I quickly learned as a bisexual that when I get lots of pussy, I start craving dick. When I get lots of dick, I start craving pussy. It’s a vicious cycle. Jeff and I had a wonderful time hooking up over the break, but I was still horny for some pussy. So I got back to Athens on a Friday afternoon and, to my dismay, Felecia had not returned. Since most people would not be back until Sunday, the bars were dead and closed early. So I was stuck at my apartment by myself. My roommates hadn’t returned either. As I mentioned previously, I had two roommates. Our apartment complex leased units by the room, not by the apartment. So when I signed my lease, I was placed in an apartment with two complete strangers, but we got to know each other. My roommates were Chad and Philip. Chad was a nice guy but definitely lived a sheltered life and was very straight-laced. He didn’t drink, smoke or curse. He was a large guy and had a girlfriend. If I had to guess, Chad didn’t have much of a dating life prior to his girlfriend. He seemed rather inexperienced when it came to women. He spent most of his time over at his girlfriend’s apartment. We only saw him when she went home for the weekend or during exam time when everyone was studying. As for Philip, he was the polar opposite of Chad. Philip was about 6’2″, blond hair, blue eyes and was built very well. He was the stereotypical college prep boy. He was very stylish in the way he dressed. He played intramural sports and the girls loved him. He had an awesome body, very smooth with 6-pack abs. isveçbahis He was a hottie. I didn’t even try to keep up with his girlfriends. I would see one for a couple of weeks, then he would bring home someone different. He was a social butterfly and a charmer, not just with the girls, but with everyone. He liked to drink, watch sports, hang out in the bar scene. He was very outgoing and everyone liked him. So, there I was alone in my apartment on a Friday night. I decided to have a date night with myself. I bought some beer, ordered my favorite pizza and listened to my favorite music. I was easily entertained and was having a great time by myself. However, I was still horny and it was obvious that I would not be getting laid that night. So, I did what most guys do when they are alone by themselves. I had a porn movie stashed away (this was before porn was all over the internet). I took the porn out of my closet, popped it in the VCR in the living room and plopped down in the recliner. What was so great about doing this in an empty apartment was that I didn’t have to sneak around. I had the place to myself, so no being discreet under a blanket with the volume muted. I sat in the recliner in nothing but my boxers with my cock sticking out of the opening in front. I turned up the volume so I could hear every coo, grunt, moan, squeal and scream. I sat watching the porn and stroking my cock, taking my time. I was really going to enjoy this. I was really getting into jerking my dick taking my time, not going too fast. I was caressing my balls with the other hand. This was feeling so good. Then the front door opened and Philip walked in. I was so startled I knocked the remote onto the floor. A feeling of terror went through me. The porn was blaring on the TV, the remote was somewhere on the floor and I was sitting there in my boxers. It was obvious what I was doing when Philip walked through the door, so there was no point in trying to hide it or play it off. So, I just shrugged, “I’m sorry, Dude.” I said now feeling the embarrassment sweep over me, “You caught me in a private moment. I didn’t think anyone would be back isveçbahis giriş tonight.” “No problem, man,” he smiled and walked into the living room. I finally found the remote and stopped the movie and quickly made sure my cock was tucked away inside my boxers. “Where did you get the porn?” Philip asked. “I’ve had it for a few months,” I said still feeling embarrassed. “Really?” he asked picking up on the fact that I was embarrassed. “You’ll have to let me borrow it some time.” “Um, sure,” was all I could muster. “Well, why did you stop it?” he asked as he sat down on the couch. Still a bit disoriented with everything I just looked at him, “I . . . I didn’t know if that was something you wanted to watch or was into.” “Hell yeah, man! I haven’t seen a good porno movie in a long time. Turn it back on. In fact, do you mind if I join you?” he asked. I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but I just couldn’t say “no” so I just nodded, “Knock yourself out,” I said casually. To my surprise, he took off his shoes and socks, stood up and dropped his pants. He sat back down in the couch wearing only his boxers and the shirt he had on. He placed his hand inside his boxers and was rubbing his cock and balls as he watched the porn. Now Philip was hot. I never really looked at him or any other guy (other than Jeff) in a sexual way. I never even thought about being with another guy. I guess it’s because Jeff and I were still in the very early stages of our bisexual discovery. We were still learning and experimenting with each other and we never thought about having that type of relationship with other guys. But here I was in the living room with one of my roommates watching porn and we would most likely start jerking off. It was at this realization point that I started getting my confidence about me. I still wasn’t sure what Philip had in mind. I know college roommates that live in dorms sometimes jerk off together, but that was due to limited space and privacy. Perhaps he was used to something like that. Hell, I didn’t know, but what I did know was that I now saw Philip as a smoking hot guy whom I would love to play isveçbahis yeni giriş with. I relaxed and stretched back out in the recliner. I put my hand inside my boxers to feel my cock and to start getting worked up again. I looked over at Philip and he had pulled his dick out of his boxers and was stroking it slowly. He had a nice looking cock. it was about 6 inches (the same as mine) and slender. He was circumcised and the head was nice and plump. I had him beat in girth. My cock was thicker than his. I pulled my cock out and started stroking it, as well. Philip looked over at me stroking my dick and said rather casually, “You know, it doesn’t matter how much pussy I get, I still love stroking my cock. Believe it or not, I actually jerk off once a day.” I looked back at him as I continued stroking my cock, which was starting to get hard again. “I know what you mean. I do it too, even on the days I do get laid,” I said. “So, you’re fucking that Felecia chick that lives downstairs, aren’t you?” he asked as he continued stroking. “Yes, I am!” I said with a bit of pride. “Wow, dude, I bet that’s some good pussy,” he smiled and sped up the pace on his dick. “I see her at the gym all the time and she is built! I bet she can fuck!” “She’s an awesome fuck and she likes fucking all the time!” I answered. Philip turned and looked at the porn on the TV for awhile, jerking his cock. I did the same. I would catch Philip watching me stroke myself. He really didn’t try to hide the fact that he was watching me. When I noticed him watching me, I would slow down a bit and exaggerate my strokes as if I was putting on a show for him. Then he stood up. His rock hard cock sticking straight out of his boxers. He pulled his shirt off and I got a good look at his ripped body. He was a piece of work. He looks over at me as he tossed his shirt out of the way. ,”I don’t want to get it sticky,” he laughed. “Because I’m getting worked up over here,” he said as he sat back down and continued jerking his dick. The sight of his hard cock followed by his ripped body and him jerking off was too much for me and I started to cum. “Oh fuck!” was all I could get out as a gasped and sped up the pace on my cock. I could feel my load rising. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that Philip realized I was about to cum because his eyes were locked on me and he was jerking his dick faster.

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