Gooner Roommates Chapter 2 (Patreon)

All characters engaged in sexual activity are 18 or older.

“You uh, want me to show you how to do that?” Max stammers. 

I nod as heat creeps up the back of my neck. “Yeah, if it’s not too weird…” 

He laughs disbelievingly and sits up. There’s still cum on his lips and part of me wants to kiss him just to see what it would feel like. But part of me also doesn’t want my first kiss ever to be with a guy who just sucked his own dick, even if I am asking him to show me how to do it. 

“Dude, you just watched me suck my dick. I think we’re a little past weird by now. But sure, why not?” He gets off his bed and stretches his arms over his head and then twists his back from side to side, like he’s getting ready for a workout. “Take your clothes off.” 

“What? Why?” My face is burning hot and I’m sure it’s just as red as it feels. 

Max scoffs and gives me a look. “How are you going to learn to suck your own dick if you’re wearing clothes?” 

“Oh, I thought you were going to show me on your own body…” 

He rolls his eyes at me. “For someone as smart as you, you really say dumb things sometimes. I can’t do anything other than what I just showed you on my body. If you really want to learn, you need to try it out yourself.” 

That makes sense, I think. After the incident with my dad walking in on me, there were strict parental controls on the internet at home and on my phone, so unlike most teen guys my age, I didn’t really get to watch porn. 

I slowly take my clothes off. First my shoes and socks, then my shirt. The air is cool on my bare skin, and even though we’ve gotten used to changing in front of each other, the way Max is looking at me while he’s still naked makes my cock twitch. My jeans come off next, and the tent in my boxers can’t be anymore obvious. 

Max looks at me expectantly, and I slowly peel off my boxers, the skin of my cock head stretching slightly as it unsticks from all the precum. He’s got this look on his face now as he stares at my completely naked body—almost like he’s hungry. 

“Uh… what should I do first?” 

Max has me do some stretches, extending my arms all the way up and then has me bend over. His hand skates across my back as he helps me stretch further than I thought possible. 

Then he has me lie on my back, and he climbs onto the end of my bed. He lifts my calves and slowly pushes my legs until I’m making the letter C with my body. But even in this position, my dick is nowhere near my mouth. He keeps pushing my legs down and as he shifts, his cock brushes against my thigh. 

My asshole is out in the open for him to see, and he looks at it for a good minute before snapping out of wherever he just went. A hand lands on one butt cheek and he pushes even more while telling me to extend my neck up as much as possible. 

It hurts being stretched like this, and even though his hands on my body feel great, my spine feels like it’s about to snap in half. “I don’t think this is working,” I say, moving back into a normal position. 

“You won’t get it on the first try. Almost no one does. You gotta stretch it out.” 

“It hurts too much, Max.” Disappointment pools low in my stomach. I was really hoping that I could do it so I can at least suck myself. God knows no one else is going to be sucking me anytime soon.  

“Let’s try one more time.” 

I nod for him to try again, and this time he raises my legs and then gets up as well. His feet dig into the mattress and steps closer to push my legs down. Except now his dick is nestled right between my ass cheeks, sending a spark through my spine. 

Precum drips from my tip onto my face and glasses, and my cock throbs and pulses from the intimacy of it all. Another man is touching me while we’re both naked. My body shouldn’t be reacting like this, but it is. And I like it. 

He keeps trying for a few more minutes, and he even reaches around and grabs the base of my shaft to line it up with my mouth, but we’re still off by like three inches. He finally lets me down, my cock and my face are a mess from all the precum leaking out of me. “Sorry, Jamie. Maybe if you were a little longer, then it would have worked.” 

I nod and try to keep the disappointment and embarrassment down. Not only could I not do it, but he just called my dick small. I know I’m not even close to nine inches, but my almost six inches could have worked. “I guess being average isn’t enough,” I say with a sigh. 

His head snaps to look at me. “Hey! There’s nothing wrong with being average down there. Most guys are average, that’s why they call it that,” he says forcefully. “Besides, I kinda like it. It’s cute.” Color floods his cheeks, and he slaps his hand over his mouth, eyes wide with shock. 

My eyes widen and I think my brain short-circuits for a minute, because there’s no way he just called my dick cute. And before my brain can even recover, I blurt out, “Yours is pretty cute too.” 

He looks down at his dick. “Really?” 

I laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. “Yeah, it’s nice and long, but not too thick. It’s like the perfect size.” 

Max beams at me, but then he bites his bottom lip. He looks between my cock and my face, and then without warning, he takes my erection into his hand and starts stroking it. 

I let out a gasp and arch my back automatically, fucking his fist. “What are you doing?”

Max looks me dead in the eyes and keeps stroking. “I’m just helping you out. You know I goon a lot, so why not put those skills to use?” His hand feels amazing on my dick. It’s so different from stroking myself. 

He works my cock with expertise, tightening his grip at the base and then twisting his palm over the head. Every so often, he uses his thumb to tease my slit and spread the precum that’s leaking out of me like a broken faucet now. Everything is slick and hot and wonderful. He uses his other hand to play with my balls, gently rolling them between his fingers and tugging at them with just the right amount of pressure that it feels good. 

Pleasure builds steadily until it’s too much, and then it’s like I’m dropping from the top of a roller coaster, exploding through my body. Rope after rope of hot cum shoots out of me and lands on my flat stomach until it’s dribbling between his fingers. 

Max finally lets go, and we’re both red in the face. He’s looking for something to wipe his hands on, so I give him my boxers. He shoots me a grateful smile, and then says in a low voice, “So that just happened.” 

“It did… Is it weird that we just did that?”

He opens his mouth and then closes it, looking contemplative. After a moment, he says, “Nah. Isn’t this part of the college experience? Experimenting and shit?”

I can’t help but chuckle. I really am lucky to have him as my roommate. “Yeah, I guess it is.”

He smiles and sticks his hand out to me. “So, what do you say? Wanna be gooner roommates?”

I laugh loudly and shake his hand. “As long as we keep doing things like that, absolutely.” 

I don’t know what comes next, but I’m excited to find out.