So this all happened about 7 years ago. I was sharing an apartment with a lifelong friend, but not a guy that I had come out to. Though I figured he suspected that I was at least bi, the conversation was never approached by either one of us. Kyle was a man's man. He had played football in college, and after his playing days were over he had entered the world of body building. He got absolutely ripped and had even gone as The Incredible Hulk for Halloween the year we lived together. No fake muscle suit required. He was a mountain of man, standing at 6'4" and shoulders nearly as wide as he was tall it seemed. His short blond hair and dimples haunted my dreams nightly. Kyle had been the subject of many fantasies of mine.

I would lay in bed and slowly jerk off while fingering my ass, imagining that it was him playing with me, prepping me to take his dick and pound me into oblivion. Of course that never happened, and I suspected it never would. It seemed impossible at the time. Kyle was working as a car salesman at a large dealership in our city, that job forced him to stay late hours and he go to the gym after work nightly, not getting back to our apartment until well after 10 pm on days he worked. It was on those days I took the opportunity to play.

Chris was the guy I had been hooking up with for nearly 3 months. He was the exact opposite of Kyle in my head. Chris was tall and athletic himself, a college basketball player. He was 6'6" and lanky. A perfectly smooth chest with buzzed dark hair. A small patch of hair went from his belly button down to his cock. His dick was long and thin like him. Uncut with low hanging heavy balls. Nearly 7.5" long when fully erect and he shot huge loads each time he came.

Tuesday was always the best time for us to play because Kyle had Wednesdays off so he would work out longer on Tuesday night, giving us ample time to suck, fuck, pretty much do whatever we wanted. We typically went to my bedroom just in case Kyle came home but that night he never made it that far. While watching a movie on the couch, I started kissing Chris's neck and working my hand under the waistband of his athletic shorts. Within a matter of seconds I had him rock hard and ready for action. I took off all of his clothes along with my own and knelt on the ground in front of where he sat on the couch. I started sucking his cock nice and slow. Taking my time with pleasing him, after all I had extra time tonight I thought.

I licked every inch of his uncut cock, sucked on his balls and moaned in pleasure as he gasped and panted underneath me. I was really getting into things with Chris, anticipating the good fucking I was about to receive that I just barely heard the door opening to the apartment. It startled and shook me momentarily, I began to get up and hide or at least cover myself up but what was the use. Before I had even got up from between Chris's legs Kyle had came around the corner.

"What the fuck? Dude, c'mon."

All I could do was turn and look at my roommate dumbfounded. There was nothing to say all.

"I knew you were gay, but I never thought I'd catch you blowing some dude."

"I'm sorry, you're usually never here until late."

"I forgot my workout clothes. I'm Kyle by the way." He looked at Chris when he introduced himself.

"This is Chris," I said. "I'm... shit man."

"Don't worry about it, it's just a shock is all. Now you can take care of me too."

"What?!?!" I couldn't believe my ears and I guess the expression on my face showed it.

"Don't be so surprised. I never turn down a blow job or ass."

"I've got 2 hands you know?" I almost couldn't believe I was saying it. I knew Chris wouldn't mind, we had talked about it before and this seemed like the perfect opportunity.

"You don't mind?" He was asking Chris.

"Not at all. We can make him squeal real good."

With that Kyle stepped toward us. I turned my attention back to Chris for the moment and began stroking his cock once again. Kyle stepped out of his pants and let his underwear fall to the floor. Just like him his cock was thick and veiny. Not even hard it was easily twice as thick as Chris's but it was already obvious that it wouldn't be nearly as long. I reached out with my right hand and grabbed it softly. The differences between the two cocks were even more obvious now. Kyle's was much heavier. Cut with and rock hard as I stroked. I leaned over and started sucking the head of it lightly and he let out a soft moan as I did so. I stayed there in the floor for the next 10 minutes, rotating back and forth between the two dicks. Chris was the first to make the next move as he repositioned me on the couch and began eating my ass. I shuttered as he rimmed me with his tongue. I saw Kyle watching him work and a smile creeped across his lips.

I reached out again and grabbed his cock and had him walk over to me so I could suck him more. After a few more minutes I felt Chris penetrating me from behind. I was being spit roasted for the first time. Something I assumed only happened in porn. It took me a minute to work into a rythm with the two dicks. My moans of pleasure must have felt good on Kyle's dick because he pulled away suddenly saying he didn't want to cum yet. He sat back on the chair and watched Chris fuck me, slowly stroking his dick. Within a few minutes Chris was fucking me hard and deep, his usual motion before cumming. He pulled out ans shot his jizz on my ass and back.

Once he was done, I looked at Kyle and asked if he was ready for his turn. The smile crept back on his face and he walked over to position himself behind me. He felt much different than Chris so much thicker and wider. Almost as if his shadow was blocking any light from me. I felt tiny as he worked himself inside of me. He was thrusts were much more forceful. His body was powerful and I felt my own cock jump and twitch as he fucked me. He put his hands on my hips and moved me into and away from him as he thrusted. I could hear his breathing quicken and knew he was getting close.

"Oh fuck, fuck I'm gonna cum dude."

"Cum for me Daddy. Give me your cock." I couldn't believe what I was saying. I never talked like that but I felt so vulnerable and owned underneath him.

He pulled his cock out me suddenly and I felt spurt after spurt of his hot cum pooling up on the small of my back. I collapsed on the couch panting. My hole feeling completely empty but begging for more. I noticed that Chris was now clothed, he walked over and whispered in my ear, "damn good job. See you on Thursday."

I continued to lay on the couch, unable to feel my legs well enough to walk anywhere. Kyle came out of his room in his workout clothes. He looked at me still laying there. "You gonna be in bed when I get back?"

"Probably, doubt I'll be asleep though."

"Don't bother putting on any clothes. I'd love to have you all to myself when I get back."

"Yes sir."

Before he walked out the door I stopped him, "I didn't know you were into guys."

"I'm into everything. Besides, you never asked." He closed the door behind him and I slowly got up to make my way to the shower. Anticipating my roommate's return.