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My roommate Mitch was from Canada. We were assigned to
each other our freshman year. My parents had just
dropped me off & got me settled in when the door swung
open & I met my new roommate.

Mitch was from Vancouver. Like all Canadians, he was
into hockey in a big way. Hockey was ok to watch, but
I'd never played it. I was into lacrosse myself.

But when Mitch came through the door & introduced
himself I knew we'd get along. We're both jocks, but
we take our school seriously because although we like
sports, neither one of us is going to make that our
profession. On top of that we both liked to throw back
a few cold ones on the weekend.

On that first day, he threw his suitcase on the bed,
stretched out his hand, grasped mine firmly &
introduced himself. He was about 6', 1", 180 lbs., jet
black hair, blue eyes, square chin, almost good
looking enough to be a model. Not that I care what a
guy looks like. I'm straight, but I can see that Mitch
could get any girl he wanted with his chiseled good
looks & athletic build.

Myself, I'm no slouch in the looks department. I'm
about 5', 9", 150 lbs., strawberry blonde hair, tight
& muscled. I can usually turn on the charm & get a
girl if I play my cards right. I was from Chicago so
being at an exclusive New England private school, we
were both far from home.

Since we were into different sports & he was a
communications major & I was undecided, we ended up
not having any classes together, and we didn't really
spend much time together other than sleeping in the
same room. We had similar schedules so there were no
arguments about music or anyone staying up too late.
He hadn't talked about a girlfriend & I'd broken up
with mine before coming to school. With the start of
the semester we were both caught up with trying to fit
in, so neither one of us had met one yet.

After a few weeks we decided that we should try to get
to know each other a little better, so we hit the
local pub. We got hammered good. We played a couple of
rounds of pool & he whipped my ass. It was all good
fun & we were having a blast when the bar closed & we
stumbled back to our room.

We had some beer in our fridge so we continued to
drink, getting more & more plastered till both of us
were almost incoherent. Since he'd beaten me at two
games of pool we'd continued talking about betting & I
wanted to find something to beat him at. I had cards &
we played a few card games. I won a couple & so did
he. After I took a leak, I came back to the room, he
said, "Let's make this one interesting, Dan. Wanna
bet?"

"Sure. On what."

"Loser has to suck the other one's balls for two
minutes."

I burst out laughing. "Dude, are you serious? That's
gross!"

"Oh, you afraid you'll lose & like sucking my balls?"

I laughed even harder. "No way will I lose. I just
don't want to have some dude licking my balls. They're
reserved for the ladies."

"It's not a question of enjoying it. It's about
humiliating the loser. What could be more humiliating?
I'm a man of my word. If I lose, I'll do it. That way
you won't have to feel so pathetic about sucking at
pool."

"Hey! I'm good at pool. I just had a bad night!"

"Yah, sure," he said, bored. "So, what's it gonna be?
You chicken or what?"

Well I didn't want to be called chicken, I didn't want
to suck his balls & I didn't want him sucking mine.
What could I do? I decided I'd call his bluff. I was
sure that no matter who won he'd call it off at the
last minute & I'd have nothing to fear.

"You're on," I said.

The cards were dealt. Maybe it was all the liquor or
maybe it was because it was late & I was tired or
maybe I was on a losing streak, but within five
minutes I lost. I started to sweat.

Mitch was always somewhat shy about his body. He never
walked around with his shirt off & always had a towel
around his waist when he came back from the shower, so
I'd never seen him naked. Not that I wanted to, but
being jocks & all, you're used to seeing guys naked &
don't think too much about it.

Mitch grinned triumphantly. "OK, you can lie on your
bed. I'll straddle you & you can lick `em for two
minutes. I'll be facing the clock to make sure you do
it for the full two minutes, not a second more, not a
second less."

I got a sinking feeling in my stomach. He was serious.
If I backed out now, he'd probably kick my ass being
bigger than I was. He'd probably also lose all respect
for me since I would not be a man of my word. It
seemed like the only thing to do was get it over with,
never make another stupid bet like this & just forget
the whole thing happened.

I didn't say a word. I went to my bed & laid on it, my
hands behind my head under the pillow. Mitch had on a
T-shirt & jeans. Slowly he unbuckled his belt, took
off his jeans, folded them & placed them on his bed.
Then he slid off his boxers, took them off, & placed
them on top of his jeans.

I didn't want to look, but I couldn't help myself.
Mitch had a long, thick uncut cock, with the foreskin
hanging down. His balls looked huge, round & hung low.
He had a thick forest of black pubes. I could tell he
didn't shave his balls.

He grabbed his beer chugged it back, & stepped across
the room. His cock flopped back & forth between his
thighs as he walked. He clambered onto my bed with a
big smirk on his face.

"I'm gonna enjoy humiliating you, "he said, his words
slurring a little from all the booze.

"Ok, ok, let's just get this over with," I said as he
pressed his knees down into my shoulders & his
genitals hung over my face. I could smell him now. It
was a warm, masculine smell, slightly sweaty, but
clean. His cock & balls hung a few inches from my face
& looking above I could see his face grinning down at
me.

"No biting!" he warned.

"Hurry up, " I said, "before I change my mind."

He put both hands on the wall, had his knees firmly
holding my shoulders against the bed, then he
proceeded to lower his body until his balls brushed
against my lips. Instinctively I jumped. With my
shoulders pinned by him, the only thing I could really
move was my head. Moving it up the way I did was not a
good idea. Rather than get away from him I ended up
with his foreskin brushing against my cheek & over my
nose. I shuddered & pushed my head back against the
pillow, as far away from him as I could get.

Mitch laughed. He said, "OK, you gotta keep your
tongue on there two minutes & then you're done."

I looked up at him & nodded. There was a moment that
seemed to last forever, then I resigned myself to the
inevitable & stuck my tongue out. He lowered himself
again & as soon as my tongue touched him, I pulled
back. He glanced down without saying anything, but I
figured I'd get this over with. How long could two
minutes last?

I stuck my tongue out, feeling both foolish &
sheepish. I mean I don't know how I ended up this way
-- drunk on my own bed with my roommate naked from the
waist down, his balls hanging an inch from my face.

Mitch was watching me & lowered until his ballsac
touched the tip of my tongue. I didn't flinch this
time. He lowered some more & his balls covered my
mouth completely, his thick, meaty cock flopped onto
my nose & covered my left eye. I could feel the
foreskin brushing against my eyebrow. I could smell --
and taste -- his sweat. It wasn't as bad as I expected.
It was clean & warm, not dirty at all. I wasn't crazy
about his cock covering half my face, but I figured if
I complained he'd make me start all over again & this
two minutes would take all night.

Mitch didn't say anything, but waited for me. I opened
my mouth & one of his balls fell in. Gees! I hadn't
agreed to take it in my mouth. Mitch smirked. It felt
odd. It was fragile, soft, covered in light hairs. My
mouth covered it in saliva in a few moments. OK, I
tentatively moved my tongue around it. It felt weird
when I could feel his ball responding to my tongue's
efforts moving around in its sac. I kind of just
rolled it around in my mouth, putting my tongue here &
there, not quite sure what to do other than to keep my
tongue moving so he wouldn't accuse me of not doing it
right.

It seemed to go on like this for forever, but it
probably was half a minute. I opened my mouth a little
wider to breathe better. He moved & nearly his entire
ballsac fell into my mouth. I grunted in surprise.

He was looking down at me, a strange faraway look in
his eye. He said, "Open up & suck both of them." There
was no use arguing. I did as he said. I stretched my
mouth as wide as I could & both of his balls entered
my mouth. I ran my tongue all over & got them soaking
wet with my spit. I felt them churning as I worked
them over.

That wasn't the only thing happening. Mitch's dick
apparently enjoyed the attention his balls were
receiving. I felt it grow hotter on my face & thicken
as blood flooded into it, widening it, expanding it.
It lifted literally off my face, a big mast throbbing
in front of me, huge & demanding.

I looked up at Mitch. He had closed his eyes & his
breathing had become shallow. It was like he was in
another world. I'd never seen a guy's dick hard
before. It was amazing.

Before I could get a good look at it, his eyes snapped
open. He looked embarrassed & his face turned beat
red. "OK, two minutes are up." He jumped off me, flew
across the room, dove under his blanket & turned away
from me.

Saliva was all over my lips & dripping across my chin.
I wiped my hand across my mouth. I was glad it was
over. I'd never make that bet again, that was for
sure. My head was spinning & before I knew it I passed
out.

Mitch woke me the next morning. My head was aching. I
could barely see straight, but I realized that Mitch
was naked in the same position he had been in last
night when we started.

He grabbed my hair and said, "OK, Dan, you gotta live
up to your bet."

"What?" I managed to groan.

"You agreed to lick my balls every morning for a week
to make sure I got all the soap off in the shower."

"Huh?"

"That was our bet. I got out of the shower, so do it."

I was slowly coming to. "Hey, Mitch, I agreed to lick
your balls ONCE last night, not a whole week!"

"Dude, you were so out of it you don't even know what
you agreed to. Hell, I think you even enjoyed it. You
even tried to take the head of my dick into your mouth
to suck on it."

Where was he coming up with this? Was that true? I
couldn't remember much of last night, but I did
remember his balls in my mouth & tonguing them. Was it
true I had agreed to lick his balls every day for a
week?

"C'mon. I'm' gonna be late for class. Lick `em."

It wasn't a request. It was an order.

I opened my mouth to protest further, but he promptly
settled his balls on my lips & they fell partway into
my mouth. I should have bitten them. I should have
told him to fuck off. But I was hungover & not
thinking clearly.

I did what he wanted. He had taken a shower & there
wasn't the same smell there had been last night. Today
they tasted wet with a slight taste of soap, but
clean.

As soon as I started licking, Mitch's mighty meat
started to grow. It puffed out, stiffened & hardened
while I licked. I was so enthralled by watching his
dick grow into a stiff erection jutting up & out from
his body that I didn't even think that I was licking
my roommate's balls & he was getting hard from it. It
was amazing to see his dick tower over me like that.
It was a thrill to know I had that kind of power over
him.

Before I knew it, he jumped off me & grunted, "Gotta
go to class." He got dressed & left. I fell back to
sleep & didn't wake up until after 2:00, missing all
my classes. I caught up with my lacrosse buddies, had
dinner, went back to one of their apartments & watched
the ball game.

When I came back to the room Mitch was asleep. I was
relieved. I wasn't sure what to say to him after what
had happened. I was tired, threw my clothes off & fell
into bed.

Then it was like Groundhog Day all over again. I was
awakened to find Mitch naked over me, grabbing my
hair. This time, though, his dick wasn't completely
soft. He was looking forward to this! It had already
plumped up & was starting to sway forward from his
body approaching a 45 degree angle.

He said, "You know what to do."

I didn't even argue this time. I complied, opening my
mouth, sticking my tongue out until the hairs of his
balls tickled the tip momentarily before he lowered
his ballsac completely into my mouth.

I ministered to it with my tongue, moving my lips over
it as well, the sensations that used to be so
repulsive & strange now familiar. I looked up & his
eyes were closed, his hips thrust forward, his penis
completely erect, fat & hard above me.

"I need you to lick in between my balls," he said
softly, his eyes still closed.

He had one hand behind him resting on the bed next to
my left thigh. He suddenly placed his other hand on my
briefs & ran his index finger up & down between my
balls. I jumped a little, the feeling of his hand on
my underwear touching my balls through the fabric so
electric. I hadn't realized that I myself was half
hard. His wrist & part of his arm lay over my cock.

I felt my cock throb all the way hard, somewhat
embarrassed that he'd feel my arousal. I moved forward
& started licking where he had instructed, licking in
long slow gestures. I found myself dangerously near
the base of his penis. I got a good close look at how
thick & powerful it looked.

Mitch had taken one hand & put it behind my head,
guiding me licking underneath his balls up to his
shaft again & again. His other hand had rested on my
balls, the finger in a maddeningly erotic motion
tracing the same motion he wanted me to do.

Mitch spread his legs a little & grabbed my hair. This
time he held me close to his balls, my mouth licking &
caressing where the shaft & the balls met. He lowered
himself & my tongue glided up past his balls to the
base of his penis. I noticed the change immediately.
Whereas his balls were spongy & pliable in my mouth,
his dick was rock hard. I stiffened. I didn't want to
lick his penis.

He felt my resistance. "Hey man, it's just the base.
It's not like you're sucking my dick. C'mon, help me
out, here."

I looked up at him doubtfully, my mouth was still
pressed against the base of his shaft.

"Here, I'll make it worth your while," he said. His
hand which was outside my underwear suddenly stopped
its motion. A second later his whole hand slid beneath
my underwear & encompassed my throbbing cock. I was so
surprised & shocked that instinctively I groaned &
threw my head back.

Mitch didn't miss a beat. He thrust his hips forward &
I found my lips placed about an inch & a half up the
base of his penis. That wasn't the base! But he was
gripping & clenching my dick in a slow rhythm that
made it hard for me to think clearly.

I'd already had his balls in my mouth, he was slowly
stroking me. It wasn't like his penis was in my mouth.
It felt good. Why not? I shot my tongue out & started
to move it up & down the front of his penis. I was
careful to stay in a small area & not move up any
further than where I was.

His hand was driving me crazy. I could feel a glob of
precum ooze out of the head & smear across his arm &
my belly. I looked up & saw the head of Mitch's dick
too was leaking precum like crazy. In fact a big drop
was on the front, poised to start rolling down in my
direction.

Mitch was panting & stroking me harder. In a couple of
motions with his hand he pushed my underwear to my
knees. He put his hand up to his mouth & spit on it.
He put it back on my dick & started stroking. His spit
soaked hand easily slid up & down my dick, giving me
the most intense sensations.

He moved & I suddenly felt my tongue slide up another
couple of inches. I was almost licking the entire
shaft! I wanted to protest, but Mitch's hand felt so
fucking good I didn't want him to stop. I just let my
tongue move up & down. It was so long to go from the
base of his shaft up high several inches.

He was guiding me up & down his shaft, looking down at
me with a strange look in his eyes. It took me a
minute to recognize it as lust. I was so busy looking
into his eyes & feeling his shaft running up & down my
tongue that I hadn't noticed the drop of precum had
slid off the head of Mitch's dick & rolled down right
into my mouth! I tried to back off, but Mitch's hand
was planted securely behind my head, his fingers
entwined in my hair.

I wanted to be repulsed, but it was such a small
amount, it was salty & not horrible tasting that I
couldn't make a big deal over it. It wasn't like I
swallowed his cum or anything. He reached down beside
the bed & pulled out my bottle of lube from its hiding
spot. Guess I hadn't been too good at hiding it!

He put some on his hand & rubbed it on my dick.
Immediately it became shiny & slick as he massaged it
into my cock. I opened my mouth to moan with pleasure.
Again Mitch was one step ahead of me. As I opened my
mouth he guided me further until my tongue slid up the
entire length, sliding ever so gently to where the
head & the shaft met. I was surprised again at the
feel. Where the shaft was turgid & solid, the head was
slick with precum, spongy & gave slightly under the
pressure of my tongue.

I panicked again. I didn't want to lick the head. He
was looking down at me. "C'mon just right there. You
know that's the most sensitive spot. Just a little.
It's not like you're giving me a blow job. No one has
to know."

I'd gone this far. What were a couple of licks?
Sensing my doubt, he put more lube on his hand &
vigorously started stroking & squeezing me, making me
crazy. With his free hand he angled his dick so the
head was aimed straight at my mouth. I stuck my tongue
out & started lapping up the precum. The taste wasn't
bad, actually. It kind of tasted good. The head was
big & sopping with precum. Within a minute I'd lapped
up the precum & it was slick with my spit.

Droplets of precum kept oozing from the head. Mitch
pushed his dick forward & it landed against my soft
lips. I was surprised & opened my mouth when he put
the tip inside.

"Just lick the precum out of the slit. When you're
done I'll take it out. Promise."

I wasn't too keen, but it had already pushed past my
lips. I closed my lips tight around it in case he
tried to put anymore in. This was my limit! I wasn't
going to swallow the dude's dick. I'd lick the precum
off & that would be it. I brought my tongue to the
front of my mouth & touched the piss slit. Sure enough
there was a drop of precum. I scooped it up with my
tongue & swallowed. I went back & there was a tiny
drop. Again I swallowed. Back I went. Several times.
And still always a tiny drop oozed out. It was like a
faucet.

"Dude, you're not getting it all!" Mitch exclaimed.

I looked & saw a droplet sliding down the head. I
opened my mouth intending to lick the drop off when
Mitch moved forward & the head slid completely inside
my mouth, taking up a lot of room. I locked my lips
around it in case he tried to slide more in.

"That's it, " he said, "If you keep licking the head
like that you'll get it cleaned up & then I'll pull
out. For real."

I ran my tongue around the head over & over, licking
the precum, feeling the strange combination of hard &
soft filling my mouth. It felt like the head was
expanding the more I licked. It was becoming huge! How
big could Mitch's dick get?

I opened my mouth to accommodate the added girth.
Mitch pushed forward. "The head was starting to come
out of your mouth, Dan." I nodded & between my
nodding & Mitch's moving forward the head went further
into my mouth along with part of the shaft.

"Sorry, Dan. I gave you more than I should. Let me
pull out a little." He pulled back & almost the entire
head slid out of my mouth, a droplet of spit hanging
off the shaft.

"Oh, that's too much out. Here, let me try again." He
pushed forward & the bulbous head filled my mouth &
then pushing all the way back, shaft entering with it
until it seemed like half his dick was in my mouth. I
started to panic. Before I could do anything he said,
"Sorry, Dan, that's way too much. Didn't mean to do
that. Let me try to get it right."

He slid his dick back until the head was at the
entrance to my mouth, but even when he had it right he
didn't stop moving. He slid it back in quickly &
before I knew what was going on he had a rhythm. The
head was quickly sliding in & out of my mouth. He was
pumping my own cock so hard I couldn't hold out much
longer. Suddenly he pulled out, groaned & without
touching himself his cock started spurting all over,
landing on my face, hair, the pillow. I even heard it
hit the wall. I also started cumming. It flew out of
my dick & went splat! right against Mitch's back. The
next shot landed lower against his butt. The final
volleys splattered my abs & pubes.

We were both panting hard, covered in sweat & me
covered in both his & my cum. I couldn't believe he
had cum all over my face. I couldn't believe I had cum
from another guy jerking me off. He looked down at me,
kind of sheepish, mumbled, "Let me get you a towel."
He threw one over to me, grabbed his towel & headed
back down the hall to take another shower.

I cleaned myself up as best I could, pretended to fall
back to sleep until he came back. He hastily dressed,
then left for his classes. I went to take my shower &
tried to put what had just happened out of my mind.