(True Story) Passing My Oral Exam

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This is a true story from my freshman year in college. I started in the late 1990s majoring in engineering. At the time I went by the name Rob or Robby, and I looked like a young Tom Pelphrey.

My roommate in the dorms was another engineering student named Corey. Corey at the time looked a lot like a young Matthew Gray Gubler from Criminal Minds. He was tall and fit with striking features. I quickly realized that I'd need to not think about him sexually to make it through a whole year living with him.

I identify as bisexual and honestly didn't plan on telling Corey because by the end of the first month we'd both hooked up with girls. I thought the chances he was also bisexual were pretty slim. My sexuality, I found out, was easier to spot than I thought because I was invited to an LGBT mixer by a guy in one of my classes. Out of an abundance of caution I decided to tell Corey just in case he found out I'd went. Corey took it better than expected and told me that he'd already guessed I liked guys after the way I'd always stare at one of our well-built neighbors that walked around our dorm floor shirtless.

While I knew I was bisexual, I didn't have a ton of experience with guys. Brandon, a guy from the mixer, had been pursuing me via the campus email system. I'd given him my email at the mixer and he was in the closet just like me. I certainly wasn't ready to advertise my sexuality to anyone, so exchanging emails allowed us to flirt safely. After a lot of emails back and forth Brandon mentioned he had a big dick and asked if I'd ever sucked a big one because he didn't want anyone to scrape his tool with their teeth. I told him not to worry that I knew what I was doing.

Let me be clear, I had no fucking idea what I was doing. I'd never sucked a guy off before. My only experience prior to this was exchanging handjobs while making out. Since our flirting was all over email I'd seen no reason to not inflate my oral skills. My plan worked until Brandon told me his roommate was going home next weekend and I should come stay with him. He made it clear he was hoping to test out my mouth during the visit.

That night I confessed to Corey that I'd talked myself into a huge mess and didn't know what to do. He thought it was hilarious that I was so worked up over giving a blowjob.

"You should've made more gay friends because I'm sure they'd all be happy to let you practice on them."

Corey spread his legs and used him hands to pretend like they there guiding a head up and down on his dick.

I rolled my eyes at him but the whole time I was thinking about his hands on my head. "They don't need to be gay they just need to have a dick. Preferably a big dick."

We made eye contact that lasted several seconds. I didn't know how large he was hard, but I knew he was fairly large limp.

"Robby... no... don't even think about it!" Corey crossed his arms like he was warding off evil.

"I've helped you all semester with physics so I think you owe me to at least consider it. If you don't want to do it I understand, but at least consider helping me out."

"Fine. I'll think about it, but the answer is probably no." He turned away from me, and I dropped the subject.

Neither of us met up with anyone that weekend and he was acting horny at dinner Sunday night pointing out hot girls at another table, so I felt comfortable bringing the subject back up when we got back to our room.

"So... did you think about helping me out? I promise if you do no one will every know about it." I was doing my best puppy dog eyes pleading with him to help me.

"Yeah, as much as it freaks me out, I've decided to help you pass your oral exam, but you'll owe me big time."

[I'll post part two very soon]
 
"So... how do you want to do this?"

I remember how nervous I was at this moment. Was I about to ruin this friendship? Was this really about practicing, or was I trying to have the roommate I'd tried so hard not to lust after all semester.

"Probably best to just come over and get it over with, then we can play a game or something to forget about it."

I remember standing up and moving closer to him. He stood up, undid his belt, and started to pull his khaki shorts down.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Corey hesitated then dropped his grey Hanes boxer briefs and sat on the bed.

I got down on my knees in front of him and stared at his cock and balls. This was the closest I'd ever been to another person's cock. His was about 5 inches long in its current state and I remember he had this really prominent vein that bulged along its length. He was cut like me and had short, curly, brown pubes. His balls were a good size and hung loose in their sack with some random curly hairs hanging off them. I didn't find his aroma off putting at all, in fact I found I was drawn to it.

Corey cleared his throat and I knew that was a signal to get started.

I shuffled my knees a little closer and reached out with my left hand and took his cock in my hand. I remember looking down at Corey's cock and watching it pulse a bit. He scooted forward on the bed a little and I moved my head to close the gap taking his cock into my mouth.

I only had the head in my mouth at this point, but I was tasting dick for the first time and let me tell you I knew I was meant to do this. My tongue explored the bottom of his glans, but Corey clearly wanted to move things along and he rested his right hand on the back of my head to guide his cock deeper into my mouth.

His cock was definitely getting thicker and longer in my mouth and I remember that it was really hard to keep my mouth open enough and my teeth from touching it. I definitely wasn't giving the blowjob I wanted to give him so I tried to not let my brain ruin this experience. Slowly I started working more of his cock into my mouth while stroking the bottom 3 1/2 inches in my hand. I'd quickly learned to stroke up while moving my mouth up his cock and stroke down while moving my mouth down.

My tongue was definitely the star of this blowjob because I found myself fascinated with the feel of his head versus his shaft. It was at this point I noticed a new flavor on my tongue that I was familiar with from my own tool. His precum was flowing and he let out a groan as I pulled his cock out enough that I could lap at the hole in the hopes of another drop would come out of it.

Corey squirmed a bit then pushed my head down on his cock. Fully hard like this he was around 7 inches and I'd say around 5 1/4 inches around. It was definitely a mouthful and I hadn't taken more than 4 inches of it in my mouth.

"Deeper... he's going to expect that," Corey grunted as he spoke. All the hesitation and awkwardness seemed to be gone.

As I'd stroke down I'd move my hand off and try to take more of his cock in my mouth, but I could only get about 5 inches in my mouth without my gag reflex causing an issue. I'd then pull off and stroke it and repeat the same focusing on the under side of his glans with my tongue because I just loved the little tastes of precum from him.

A few times Corey tried to push more of it in my mouth but it just kept hitting the roof of my mouth. He had the slightest upward curve to his cock and it made deep throating it a challenge as an amateur. I didn't get any deeper than 6 inches for sure and that was only when he applied pressure.

I noticed his balls tightening and realized he was nearing orgasm. My technique seemed to be working which made me happy. I added twisting my hand during the stroking remembering how this girl made me so horny doing that and the technique worked because Corey gasped. His cock was now throbbing in my mouth and he said he was going to cum. I kept going because the orgasm hadn't started yet. Both his hands were now on my head and he said he was cumming and I was held down on his cock as he emptied his seed into my mouth.

Those first shots of cum in my mouth were life changing for me. The flavor was so strong but fuck did I want more of it. I remember that even after he finished he was still holding me on his cock and little pulses would add tiny bits of flavor to my mouth.

His hands finally relaxed and I tried to move off a bit while working my tongue around his cock.

"Stop... too sensitive."

I slowly let his cock drop from my mouth, but I still had his thick cum in my mouth and moved it around with my tongue trying to keep the strong taste going. I couldn't believe how intimate this felt having my roommate's cum inside me, and I wondered how long before he started to freak out.

I got up and moved back to my bed, but I didn't say anything. I didn't really want to swallow the last of his cum because I never thought this would happen again. Corey pulled on his boxer briefs and shorts and dropped to the floor. He fired up our Nintendo 64 asking if I wanted to play a game. I said I would play after him.

I was falling apart inside. The thought of losing him now was killing me. I worked up so many scenarios where we stopped being friends in just a minute's time. That post nut clarity would hit him and he wouldn’t want to be around me.

"Your turn." I moved to the floor beside him and took the controller. It was all I could do to keep myself from losing it with the scenarios running through my head.

"So I thought that was pretty good for your first time. I have some ideas for different positions so you can take all of me. If we keep practicing each night, he'll never know you just started sucking dick."

A wave of relief passed over me. The world wasn't ending. Corey and I were still friends.

Most importantly of all, I had more cock to suck.

[I'll post part three next weekend]
 
Part 3

The next morning everything seemed normal as Corey and I stumbled out of bed as late as possible to just barely make it to our first class on time. Any concerns I had about Corey having regrets seemed unfounded because he seemed exactly the same as he’d always been with me. We sat together in our first class, and then met up for lunch with others before heading to separate lab sessions for the afternoon.

Brandon, the guy from the mixer, was still flirting with me via email, but I was losing interest in him. I’d finally realized that we only ever talked about him. All of our emails were about his classes, his life, his body, and his sexual needs. The only time he’d mention me was to ask if I was getting excited about touching his body and sucking his dick. I’d mention things about myself, but he never replied to those comments. I’d heard girls complain about guys that only cared about themselves, and now knew exactly what they meant.

A bunch of us would meet up for dinner at the dining hall each evening. Our friend group was made up of girls and guys from several floors that had developed connections. We had a silly habit of pretending it was someone’s birthday every day. We’d make that person stand as we sang happy birthday to them. Usually others from the dining hall would join in, but they weren’t in on the fun. Corey decided it was my birthday and so I stood while they sang me happy birthday. His eyes were fixed on me the whole time and I found myself wondering if he was as excited about tonight as I was.

We usually showered after dinner and then hung out in just shorts and sometimes a shirt. When I exited our bathroom Corey told me to stay naked and he went to take his shower. We weren’t prudes, but it wasn’t normal for either of us to stay naked. I found myself wanting to cover up even though I was alone in the room.

Corey excited the bathroom naked and continued drying off with his towel. I usually would look away when he was naked to not make him feel uncomfortable, but this time I kept my eyes on him. I’d never let myself stare like this before, and I’m sure my pupils were huge as I found his slightly damp body visually intoxicating.

"I want you to lie on the bed like we’re going to sixty nine." Corey’s voice reminded me it was time to stop staring.

"Are we going to sixty nine?"

Corey laughed. "Nah, I just think you need some practice sucking dick like this. I’m pretty sure gay guys sixty nine a lot."

We both got onto my bed lying in the proper positions. I was extremely hard and Corey’s cock was mostly hard. I found myself staring at the underside of his dick and balls for the first time. I was so horny I didn’t wait for permission and took him into mouth.

Corey groaned. "Your tongue is now on the top of my dick, so you really need to use your lip more to work the bottom because you know that’s where the most sensitive spot is."

My left arm was against the bed and I snaked it up to run along his legs. I loved the idea of touching his body even though he’d never really given me permission to do so. My right arm wasn’t sure if it wanted to hold his cock or mine. I wanted to stroke myself, but I also wanted to stroke him. For the moment, I was using it on his hip to steady myself.

Corey’s slight curve up made sucking him via sixty nine a bit easier. I’d found I could take 5 inches without triggering my gag reflex or hitting his cock head against the top of my throat. My tongue worked the top and sides of his cock as my eyes focused on his balls. I found myself fascinated with how his balls would move as I was sucking them. They each could be easily identified in his sack and I thought about how nice it would be to lick them.

I kept exploring his body with my hands feeling his calf muscles with one while the other had made the migration from his hip to his butt. Corey still hadn’t complained about me touching him so I took that as approval to continue what I was doing.

"Slow down and try to take me deeper." He almost sounded lusty in the way he spoke to me.

I complied but kept triggering my gag reflex. He kept thrusting as I went down and I made it to 6 inches several times but I immediately had to back off. I kept trying but I’d hit my limit and have to stop. I took a break and stroked his cock with my right hand.

"You’re doing really well don’t give up." Corey’s words of encouragement made me happy but I’d triggered my gag reflex so much I needed a breather.

"I just need to breathe a bit and figure out how to swallow all of it." Having just said it I realized that swallowing it was how you avoid the gag reflex. It made perfect sense to me that if I tried to swallow as I went deep I’d avoid gagging, but I had to get the timing right.

I resumed sucking and moved my right hand back to his butt and gave it a good squeeze. My timing was off the first few times I tried swallowing his cock, but then I got it right and my lips were around the base. I stayed there a few seconds and then tried it again and again.

"Holy fuck you did it. This is awesome!"

Getting to suck his dick and being praised for it? That just made me want to surpass his expectations further. I'd twist my head and tongue as I went down on him, then come off his cock so I could swirl my tongue around just the head, and repeat by swallowing his cock whole again.

His balls were starting to tighten up against his body but I knew I still had a bit to go.

"Let’s see what happens when I do this."

I didn’t know what he was going to do but then I felt his hand on my cock as he lightly stroked it. I kept working on his cock but I was half moaning and half screaming from him touching me. He had no clue how close I was just from sucking him. It’s hard to concentrate on what you’re doing when you’re close to cumming and maybe that was something I needed to practice as well.

"You’re leaking all over my hand. Keep sucking I’m close."

I grabbed his ass cheek again but this time I let my fingers slip further into his crack. He moaned as I continued working every inch of his cock with my lips and tongue making sure the spot just under the head was getting attention. I dove deep once more and then worked just the head swirling my tongue around it. His balls were now really tight and I knew he was about to cum.

"I can’t hold it... fuck fuck fuck. I’m cumming."

He flooded my mouth and I lost it too. I felt myself shooting and blacked out for a bit. I don’t remember swallowing but I must’ve because there was only the taste of his cum left in my mouth.

His voice brought me back my blackout. "Dude, you shot all over me. Gross."

I pulled off his cock, cleaned the end, and then let myself catch my breath. "That’s what you get for stroking me."

Suddenly I had a crazy thought, so I flipped around and starting licking my cum off his chest and neck.

"Dude!" Corey was laughing as I licked my cum off his body. When I finished cleaning up his chest and neck he moved his stroking hand closer so I could clean it too.

Maybe I’d went too far this time. Corey moved off the bed and looked at me. He seemed shocked, but was smiling. I wondered what he was really thinking about all of this.

I decided to break the ice. "How did I do this time?"

"I don’t think you need anymore practice. You’re a fucking pro and I need another shower."

Corey went for his shower, and I became scared by how I felt inside. I no longer wanted Brandon at all. All I wanted was to keep sucking Corey whenever he wanted a blowjob.
 
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Part 3

The next morning everything seemed normal as Corey and I stumbled out of bed as late as possible to just barely make it to our first class on time. Any concerns I had about Corey having regrets seemed unfounded because he seemed exactly the same as he’d always been with me. We sat together in our first class, and then met up for lunch with others before heading to separate lab sessions for the afternoon.

Brandon, the guy from the mixer, was still flirting with me via email, but I was losing interest in him. I’d finally realized that we only ever talked about him. All of our emails were about his classes, his life, his body, and his sexual needs. The only time he’d mention me was to ask if I was getting excited about touching his body and sucking his dick. I’d mention things about myself, but he never replied to those comments. I’d heard girls complain about guys that only cared about themselves, and now knew exactly what they meant.

A bunch of us would meet up for dinner at the dining hall each evening. Our friend group was made up of girls and guys from several floors that had developed connections. We had a silly habit of pretending it was someone’s birthday every day. We’d make that person stand as we sang happy birthday to them. Usually others from the dining hall would join in, but they weren’t in on the fun. Corey decided it was my birthday and so I stood while they sang me happy birthday. His eyes were fixed on me the whole time and I found myself wondering if he was as excited about tonight as I was.

We usually showered after dinner and then hung out in just shorts and sometimes a shirt. When I exited our bathroom Corey told me to stay naked and he went to take his shower. We weren’t prudes, but it wasn’t normal for either of us to stay naked. I found myself wanting to cover up even though I was alone in the room.

Corey excited the bathroom naked and continued drying off with his towel. I usually would look away when he was naked to not make him feel uncomfortable, but this time I kept my eyes on him. I’d never let myself stare like this before, and I’m sure my pupils were huge as I found his slightly damp body visually intoxicating.

"I want you to lie on the bed like we’re going to sixty nine." Corey’s voice reminded me it was time to stop staring.

"Are we going to sixty nine?"

Corey laughed. "Nah, I just think you need some practice sucking dick like this. I’m pretty sure gay guys sixty nine a lot."

We both got onto my bed lying in the proper positions. I was extremely hard and Corey’s cock was mostly hard. I found myself staring at the underside of his dick and balls for the first time. I was so horny I didn’t wait for permission and took him into mouth.

Corey groaned. "Your tongue is now on the top of my dick, so you really need to use your lip more to work the bottom because you know that’s where the most sensitive spot is."

My left arm was against the bed and I snaked it up to run along his legs. I loved the idea of touching his body even though he’d never really given me permission to do so. My right arm wasn’t sure if it wanted to hold his cock or mine. I wanted to stroke myself, but I also wanted to stroke him. For the moment, I was using it on his hip to steady myself.

Corey’s slight curve up made sucking him via sixty nine a bit easier. I’d found I could take 5 inches without triggering my gag reflex or hitting his cock head against the top of my throat. My tongue worked the top and sides of his cock as my eyes focused on his balls. I found myself fascinated with how his balls would move as I was sucking them. They each could be easily identified in his sack and I thought about how nice it would be to lick them.

I kept exploring his body with my hands feeling his calf muscles with one while the other had made the migration from his hip to his butt. Corey still hadn’t complained about me touching him so I took that as approval to continue what I was doing.

"Slow down and try to take me deeper." He almost sounded lusty in the way he spoke to me.

I complied but kept triggering my gag reflex. He kept thrusting as I went down and I made it to 6 inches several times but I immediately had to back off. I kept trying but I’d hit my limit and have to stop. I took a break and stroked his cock with my right hand.

"You’re doing really well don’t give up." Corey’s words of encouragement made me happy but I’d triggered my gag reflex so much I needed a breather.

"I just need to breathe a bit and figure out how to swallow all of it." Having just said it I realized that swallowing it was how you avoid the gag reflex. It made perfect sense to me that if I tried to swallow as I went deep I’d avoid gagging, but I had to get the timing right.

I resumed sucking and moved my right hand back to his butt and gave it a good squeeze. My timing was off the first few times I tried swallowing his cock, but then I got it right and my lips were around the base. I stayed there a few seconds and then tried it again and again.

"Holy fuck you did it. This is awesome!"

Getting to suck his dick and being praised for it? That just made me want to surpass his expectations further. I'd twist my head and tongue as I went down on him, then come off his cock so I could swirl my tongue around just the head, and repeat by swallowing his cock whole again.

His balls were starting to tighten up against his body but I knew I still had a bit to go.

"Let’s see what happens when I do this."

I didn’t know what he was going to do but then I felt his hand on my cock as he lightly stroked it. I kept working on his cock but I was half moaning and half screaming from him touching me. He had no clue how close I was just from sucking him. It’s hard to concentrate on what you’re doing when you’re close to cumming and maybe that was something I needed to practice as well.

"You’re leaking all over my hand. Keep sucking I’m close."

I grabbed his ass cheek again but this time I let my fingers slip further into his crack. He moaned as I continued working every inch of his cock with my lips and tongue making sure the spot just under the head was getting attention. I dove deep once more and then worked just the head swirling my tongue around it. His balls were now really tight and I knew he was about to cum.

"I can’t hold it... fuck fuck fuck. I’m cumming."

He flooded my mouth and I lost it too. I felt myself shooting and blacked out for a bit. I don’t remember swallowing but I must’ve because there was only the taste of his cum left in my mouth.

His voice brought me back my blackout. "Dude, you shot all over me. Gross."

I pulled off his cock, cleaned the end, and then let myself catch my breath. "That’s what you get for stroking me."

Suddenly I had a crazy thought, so I flipped around and starting licking my cum off his chest and neck.

"Dude!" Corey was laughing as I licked my cum off his body. When I finished cleaning up his chest and neck he moved his stroking hand closer so I could clean it too.

Maybe I’d went too far this time. Corey moved off the bed and looked at me. He seemed shocked, but was smiling. I wondered what he was really thinking about all of this.

I decided to break the ice. "How did I do this time?"

"I don’t think you need anymore practice. You’re a fucking pro and I need another shower."

Corey went for his shower, and I became scared by how I felt inside. I no longer wanted Brandon at all. All I wanted was to keep sucking Corey whenever he wanted a blowjob.
Hot story man. Is there a sequel, or is it over?"
 
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~Part 4~

I got under the covers naked, curled into a ball, while he finished showering. My emotions were getting the best of me so I turned towards the wall to hide my face from Corey when he exited the bathroom. It wasn't time for bed yet, but I was going to pretend to be sleepy so I wouldn't have to explain myself.

The door to the bathroom opened ten minutes later and I heard Corey's footsteps as he crossed our small dorm room. Usually he'd stop at his dresser and grab some shorts, but I heard him plop down on his bed instead. I knew he was naked or possibly wrapped in a towel, but didn't want to look because he might notice I was upset.

"You sleepy already?"

"Need to close my eyes for a bit. You can play a game or watch TV I don't mind."

"Is something wrong you sound upset?"

My voice had a way of conveying my emotions no matter how hard I'd try to suppress it. Corey was always quick to pick up on this, so he knew when something was wrong no matter how hard I tried to pretend everything was fine.

"Nothing is wrong just a bit tired. I'll be good as new in a bit."

"You do this every time you're upset, Robby. What's wrong?" He sounded irritated at me which just made everything worse. I knew from talking with other guys how much men hated girls getting emotional. Here I was emotional about my straight roommate just because I wouldn't get to suck his dick again.

"We just shared something amazing, but you said it's over. I don't want it to be over." My voice quivered in response to him.

"You'll be with Brandon in a few days and forget all about this."

"I doubt it."

If you'd asked me to guess his next action, then I'd have lost on my first 100 guesses. Corey walked to my bed, moved the covers to make some room, and slid under the covers with me putting his lower arm under my head and his upper arm around my chest. He was spooning me naked.

"I didn't mean to upset you. It *was* amazing, but what just happened has me confused."

"Really? Confused how?" I was genuinely shocked by his words and behavior. I scooted a tiny bit back and his chest and abs got into closer contact with me. He squeezed me a bit tighter before he responded.

"I’ve never felt this way about a guy. Heck, I'd never even thought about a guy. Didn’t really think I’d enjoy you blowing me, but both times were amazing. It felt so good that I wanted you to feel just as good as I felt, which is why I stroked you. I don't like feeling confused about my sexuality, so I thought it best to stop practicing before you turn me bi." Corey sighed and adjusted his arms around me.

"There isn't anything wrong with being bi, and being sexual with me doesn't make you bi. I still want to be with girls just as much as you do. I just want us to be open to intimacy when it's just us. I like what this is and I don't need labels to enjoy it." My confidence was returning and my voice no longer quivered as I spoke.

"What about Brandon?"

"That was over for me before tonight I just didn't want to tell you. He only cares about himself and I'm tired of feeling like I don't matter to him. I know I matter to you, and you matter to me."

He squeezed me tight and kissed my neck a couple times. I scooted my butt back until I felt his cock against it. I had so many firsts with Corey and this was another one of those moments because this was the first time I seriously thought about going all the way with a guy.

"Confused or not, I like this a lot too," Corey said as he continued giving my neck and shoulder little kisses.

“Me too. It feels right.” I’m not a cat, but I wanted to purr in his arms.

I knew Corey liked to give hickeys. He'd talk about marking freshman girls so other guys would know he'd been there first.

"Mark me. You were here first."

Corey growled and left multiple hickeys on my neck. I wasn't sure how I'd explain them tomorrow, but deep down it didn't matter because all I cared about was that he cared about me.

Eventually we ended our snuggle fest to get ready for bed. Corey came up behind me in the bathroom as I looked in the mirror and saw the marks on my neck. We would have to be careful or some people might suspect Corey did this to me.

"Oh fuck what have I done. You're going to get a lot of questions tomorrow." Corey laughed.

I grinned like a Cheshire cat. "I like my marks."

I brushed my teeth while he continued admiring his work. Not letting an opportunity go to waste, I bent over the sink to spit out the toothpaste and rubbed my ass all over his half hard cock. Corey got the message and grabbed my hips to center his cock between my cheeks letting it settle in my crack.

My body kept pushing back and wiggling so that his hardening cock moved closer to my hole. He closed the remaining distance and pressed his glans firmly against my virgin hole. I knew this was dangerous territory. We didn't have lube, he wasn't wearing a condom, and I wasn't sure either of us were emotionally ready.

After slightly wiggling and moaning on the tip of his cock for another 30 seconds, I slowly stood upright and turned around to face him. Wrapping my arms around his neck I gave him our first real kiss. He was smiling as I pulled back from the kiss, so I stood on my tippy toes to whisper in his ear.

"Guess what we're practicing next."

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I know there wasn't sex in this part, but sex will return in the next part! Next part to be published within a week.