I have never been one to really pay attention to time or change. However, the time from my first football season ending to summer camp, the start of the new college year, and the next season flew by incredibly fast, with more changes than I am sure I can count.
The first of these many changes was with my girlfriend, Paige. That cat is out of the bag concerning my sister. In all our years, she has never walked into my room without knocking. I think she suspected something when she arrived at the house and saw Paige’s car. That day, I hadn’t expected her home, so rather than meeting her at Travis’s place and maybe making out if no one was there, I opted for the sure thing and told her to just come to my house. Mom and Dad were off on a trip. My sis was supposed to be guest lecturing for one of her new classes that started at the beginning of the semester. The house was supposed to be mine for a few hours.
Paige and I knew exactly what we wanted. We’d been regularly making out since we finally did the deed, and occasionally getting to fuck over at Travis’s place when he wasn’t around. And today we wanted to fuck again. I think the making out and inconsistent sex had her libido in overdrive. We wanted the time to really fuck and not worry about how much time we had. Due to traffic, she arrived at the house about 45 minutes late. That was one of the longest waits up till then in my life.
While I can’t say for certain, I am pretty sure we didn’t leave a trail of clothes leading to my bedroom. What I do know is that I had my pants down around my ankles before my door shut, and Paige’s lips firmly wrapped around my dick. I leaned back against my closed door, feeling my knees get weaker with each sloppy-sounding slurp of her sucking my dick. I am a little ashamed to admit I didn’t last more than a few minutes before she let me cum across her perky tits.
With my slowly returning strength, I scooped her up and tossed her giggling ass onto my bed. I went around the far side because that was now the fastest way between her legs. I knelt on the floor and pulled her cute butt to the side of the bed so her legs could dangle from the edge. I covered each of those gorgeous inner thighs with so many kisses I can’t believe my lips weren’t chapped when I was done.
At this point, she was so incredibly wet that I dove straight in with my tongue to caress her moist lips. Pulling them between my lips while slipped a finger in and watched her back arch up and moan like she was possessed. My other hand runs across her thighs and then up to play with her nipples and swirl my fingers in the fresh cum still slowly running down her body. Paige finally had the opportunity to really relax, and with no one to worry about hearing her, she moaned louder and louder. My tongue was so caught up in pleasing that pussy of hers that I never heard the door open. One second, I was tasting the most amazing pussy ever, and the next, I looked up and instantly froze. The view my sister had of us was of Paige lying on her back, head toward my sister. Paige’s legs were draped over my shoulders, with my face buried in her pussy, with the top of my head and eyes looking over Paige’s nipples up at my sister’s face.
When I froze, Paige opened her eyes to see my sister staring at us. Her breath caught for a microsecond before she awkwardly squeaked and tried to roll over to cover herself somehow.
“Downstairs NOW!” my sister yelled before storming out.
Paige and I looked at each other. The same thought was etched on our faces, “Me? You? Both of us?”
We both scrambled into our clothes and hauled ass downstairs.
The short version of what transpired was a lecture on how the things we do will reflect on us and how we are perceived by those around us, especially peers and future potential employers. The object lesson here was if you were going to fuck around, don’t get caught. While some of you might think my sister was some kind of bitch or something, just realize she was really just looking out for both of us. She didn’t want Paige to be thought of as some kind of college slut or me as a football fuckboy.
After Paige left, my sister told me in confidence that while she really liked the idea of Paige and me dating, she didn’t expect it to last because, frankly, “this is college and statistically most couples don’t last.” The second thing she told me was that while she doesn’t want to come across as discouraging me from having fun, I also needed to remember that perception is everything, so I needed to not only choose wisely with whom I hooked up, but more importantly, when and where, to not get caught in compromising situations.
I love my sister, but she pissed me off and scared me at the same time. First, after walking in on Paige and me, sex for us slowed to a glacial pace. Paige and I talked about it, and between her catholic faith and what my sister said, she told me she needed to slow things down. What college guy wants to hear that? While privately devastated, I told her I understood and respected her. Yes, we were still a thing, but fuck my aching balls now!
Secondly, it felt like my sister had some kind of crazy superpower or mind-reading ability. During that little talk between just her and me, it felt like she opened a door to my deepest secrets. I gulped as I truly wondered if she knew about the other thing I did with Travis. When she finally cooled down, she gave me a wink and asked if I wanted to know a secret. When I only nodded, she, my mom, and dad’s “perfect angel,” confided in me that she had slept with a few different guys at the college, but she followed the same advice someone passed to her… and now to me. Her revelation shocked the hell out of me because, quite frankly, I hadn’t heard a peep about her from anyone. And now her confession, she’d slept around… my world was rocked.
Up to this point, I had only given Travis a few blowjobs over the six or so months, but it made me wonder if I ever checked the door to make sure it was locked. Had I ever tried to look in any of the windows to see what could be seen from the outside? If I was going to continue sucking his dick, then I needed to make sure I could explain any situation that he and I found ourselves in. My sister probably just saved my life from crumbling in embarrassment of getting caught.
I wish she had given me that lecture earlier that summer. Before getting caught with Paige, I had nearly been caught sucking Travis’s dick twice. The first time was at Travis’s trailer and by his mom. The second was at our football team’s summer camp. The worst part about the second time was that we didn’t even know how close we came to getting busted. Both were very close calls, but neither put me off continuing. Looking back at my sister’s warning, it arrived at the perfect time. I was getting careless. Very careless.
Both those times are still vivid in my memory. The first time was the usual mundane Saturday evening hanging out at Travis’s place. Pizza, Cokes heavily laden with alcohol, and video games were the order of the evening. With both of us getting a great buzz from the drinks, Travis mentioned he needed his balls drained and paused our game.
With an eagerness brought on by too much alcohol, I agreed. Up to this point, he was still in clothes from his classes, so he jumped up and stated that he was going to the bedroom to change. I figured, why waste the time of him putting something on for me to just take it back off again? Besides, since we hadn’t saved our game, we couldn’t just pop it out and put in a porn DVD without losing our hard-fought progress.
I followed Travis into the bedroom and started taking off my clothes. While Travis never expressed any desire for reciprocation when it came to blowjobs, he did enjoy seeing how aroused I got from sucking his dick.
“It’s fucking hot to see someone almost begging for my cock,” he said as he pulled his shirt over his head.
“It’s always good to know one’s skills are appreciated both on and off the field,” I laughed back.
He grinned and said, “Still better than any chick so far. I guess if you’ve been sucking your own dick for a couple of years, you’ve pretty much ‘blown’ away the competition.”
His joke had both of us laughing a little too hard at a joke that we would’ve rolled our eyes at any other time.
The bedroom being on the small side, the headboard for the bed was against the wall that separated it from the living room. As one would walk into the bedroom, the exterior wall was on the right and the bed with a small nightstand on the left. Continuing to the foot of the bed were the bifold doors of the closet, and beside that, a door on the left that led to the bathroom and shower. I dropped my clothes right by the open door to the living room while Travis was between the foot of the bed and the closet. Once he was stripped, he crawled onto the bed and turned to lie on his back with his legs slightly spread to give me easy access to his junk. He glanced over to see my cock standing at full attention with the head already glistening with precum and let out a small laugh.
“You know, while I like the fact that sucking my dick makes you so hard, you really should put on some of that pantyhose that Paige left lying around.”
As I started to maneuver my way down to the end of the bed, I quizzically asked, “Why’s that?”
“It’s fucking hard to just keep my hands still, and it would be weird to run my hand across your hairy leg. I mean, it would just take me out of it, I guess,” Travis replied as he closed his eyes and put his head back.
“Hmm, I never thought about that. What’s the big deal?”
“It’s just a thought, I don’t know. I’m just looking for ways to make it more enjoyable. Makes me think of it as if a girl is the one sucking my dick. I’ve told you I will do whatever you want so we can both enjoy this. Wouldn’t hurt to let me use my hands as I would with a chick.”
I started to slowly run my fingers across his hard cock. Playing with his balls, massaging them between my fingers, I thought about what he said. “Ok, let’s say I do that. What changes?”
“Well, for one, girls shave their legs and guys don’t. I’d enjoy being able to use my hands and say some things. Nothing gay, but you know, as we do with girls. Asking them if they like what they’re doing, asking them if they like sucking my dick. Stuff like that…”
While I continued to slowly massage his balls and play with the head of his cock, I thought about what he said. “Ok, tell you what. Maybe next time, sure. And for now, if you want to say some shit, that’s fine too, as long as it doesn’t get nasty or out of control. And if I tell you not to say something, that’s it too. Deal?” I decided on some new boundaries and see how I would feel, see how it would go. “And absolutely nothing outside of this. Nothing in front of people, even as a joke,” I cautioned.
“Absolutely, bro. You’re my best friend, and you know I wouldn’t do that.”
With that, I lowered my head until I could run my tongue up the base of Trav’s throbbing cock to the tip and suck just the tip where the precum had formed to a nice drop that was about to run down the side of his dick. A very satisfying ‘mmmm’ came out of his mouth as I licked the sides and gently sucked on his balls. Just tasting the precum made me want to nut myself. With his dick firmly in my mouth, I ran my hands up and down his chest, something I discovered from a previous blowjob.
“Tell me how much you like sucking my dick…” Travis half moaned.
“I love sucking your dick,” I said back between slurps. I wasn’t into guys, but I definitely loved sucking dick. That much I’d admit to myself. I felt one of Travis’s arms move. His hand ran through my hair and then slowly slid under me to my right nipple. I felt him start to roll it between his thumb and first two fingers. Oh my god, that felt fucking amazing! I had done that to myself countless times. I loved it. I did it all the time to Paige, and it sometimes would nearly make her orgasm. Why hadn’t I thought about letting Travis do this before? Maybe there was something to his suggestion after all.
At some point, an audible moan must have escaped my lips because not only did he continue doing that, but his other hand snaked its way up to run through my hair and massage the back of my head. After a few strokes, he would switch where each hand was and play with my other nipple. I was leaking precum like never before. These were all things I had done with Paige, and I was dumbfounded that I hadn’t had Travis doing this the whole time.
“You like swallowing my jizz?” he asked.
“Mmmm hmmm.” Slurping sounds and the pop of his cock out of my mouth broke my silence. “I love the taste of it…”
“Look at me when I cum in your mouth,” he muttered. He looked down at me, and I turned my eyes up at him. “I’m… about to…” With that, I felt a surge from his balls as his jizz exploded into my mouth. I kept stroking his cock as each load arrived, eyes looking up at him. I could feel his hand on the back of my head tense. He rolled my nipple in between his fingers almost to the point of pain that finally caused me to close my eyes…
KNOCK KNOCK “TRAVIS!!! Are you in there? The car broke down. We need to drive over to Walmart and get Dad a battery. Travis?” With that, we both heard the front door open.
Fuck, the bedroom door is open!!! I quickly rolled off Travis toward the bathroom.
“Throw me that towel!” Travis hissed at me. With a quick toss to him, he wrapped it around himself and moved to lean over and block the view from the door.
“Mom, I was just about to get a shower. Can it wait a few?”
“No, your father is stuck, and I don’t have the gas to go there and back without stopping.”
Travis’s quick thinking about the towel was the last thing that saved us. I loaned my car to Paige earlier because of a flat tire on hers. His mom didn’t know I was here or in the bedroom, thankfully. Had she known, I am sure she would’ve wondered why I was in the bedroom if he was about to get a shower. Had she known and called me to join her in the living room, my clothes were right there on the floor in plain sight at the door to the bedroom. I couldn’t have gotten dressed in anything that wouldn’t have aroused suspicion. That was too fucking close.
The other close call that we didn’t even know about happened at football camp. Freshmen slept in six-person rooms. Juniors like Travis, Grant, Ryan, and I slept in 2 person rooms. Travis got lucky with there being an odd number of people and ended up with his own room. I was across the hall, but a new transfer guy named Keith snapped an ankle two weeks in and was sent home for obvious reasons. So I also had my own room.
Now this camp was co-ed, and at the time, there were several girls’ soccer and softball teams in the nearby dorms. Had it not been for these very specific circumstances, there would never have been an opportunity for Travis and me to do anything. And these very circumstances are what nearly led us to nearly getting caught.
Four weeks into camp, and we both were suffering from a severe case of horniness. Travis texted me and asked if I was up.
You awake? – Travis
Yeah whats up? – me
Come over quietly – Travis
With that, I silently opened my door and listened. I eased my head out and looked both ways. In the dim light, I could see that all the doors were closed, and no light spilled out from underneath. I took a piece of tape and taped my latch open so I could close my door to give the appearance of it being shut, but quickly push it open and then close it again.
Open ur door and be ready to quickly and quietly close it – me
A few seconds later, Travis’s door opened and was replaced with a dark shadow of where it used to be.
I quickly padded across the hallway and turned to watch Travis look in both directions for any sign that I had been spotted crossing. Not seeing anything, the door quietly and quickly closed. I started breathing again once I heard the latch lock. Our previous instance of nearly being caught made us very security-conscious. No longer would we set ourselves up for someone to walk in and surprise us.
Even in his room, we talked in the quietest of whispers, using no lights, nothing that might give someone passing by or in an adjoining room a reason to start listening.
“Want to have a little fun?” Travis whispered almost too low for me to even hear.
“I didn’t come over just to talk about practice tomorrow,” I grinned. Our eyes were so accustomed to the dark that we could easily make out the room. Travis started heading toward the sliding door to his balcony. I grabbed his arm and gave him a questioning look.
He pulled me near the door and moved the curtain slightly. While looking, he described his plan. This side of the building lucked out with a small concrete balcony for each room that was just over waist high. I quickly gauged that someone could stand completely naked or get a blowjob without anyone from the ground seeing anything but a person standing on the balcony. This was fucking hot, actually.
I lowered myself to the floor while Travis inched the balcony door open. With it just barely wide enough, we both slipped out. I stayed low while he walked out as a normal person would do. The signal that everything was clear was when he stood there and casually dropped his shorts. For several seconds, we listened for the slightest sounds that would indicate someone, anyone, might be outside.
After what I thought was about a minute, Travis slowly spread his feet and leaned onto the balcony ledge. Staying low so no one would see that a second person was on the balcony, I moved in front of him. With the way he was leaning, I could put my back against the balcony wall. Travis’s nude body angled up in front of me. I grabbed his hard cock and slipped it into my mouth while one hand massaged the balls that just dangled underneath. After a few seconds, I could feel his hips slowly rocking as he started to fuck my mouth. I thought to myself, if he was going to take care of that, then the hand I was slowly stroking him with ran up his chiseled abs.
A low grunt from him said he liked that, so I began doing that with both hands while he slowly continued to slowly piston fuck my mouth. I loved the feel of cock sliding in and out of my mouth like that. I couldn’t wait to be rewarded with his jizz. As his speed picked up, I knew he was getting close. I felt the head of his penis swell, and his movement getting shaky. Boom! There it was. That salty taste that I was craving. Travis stayed still, but I could feel each twitch of his cock as it pulsed more and more into my mouth.
After a few seconds, he pulled his dick out and continued to stand there looking around. I slipped quietly back into the room. He followed a few seconds later. In less than ten seconds, I was back in my room.
The next day, at the morning practice, we stood around winded and exhausted from two hours’ worth of drills. One of the seniors made his way to the center of the players. “Hey, listen up. This camp is co-ed. The dorms aren’t. If the coaches or staff catch you sneaking chicks into the dorms, they’ll call the whole team out right then and there and PT us for the rest of the night. This might be your first or second year here, but to us seniors, this is our last year, and we want a fucking winning season to go out on. If pussy is your priority, then get the fuck off our team. To whoever got the blowjob last night, count yourself lucky that we couldn’t figure out your room number before you went back inside, or we’d interrupted your ass for a little chat.”
Without knowing who might be looking at us to catch a guilty face, I didn’t dare look over at Travis. How the fuck did someone see us? Fuck we were on the second floor. Could someone in the building across on the third or fourth floor look down at some angle to see something? And holy shit, thank the sweet baby Jesus I wore my hoodie over and kept the hood up. Maybe that looked like long hair from whatever distance someone spotted us? Shit shit shit…
That was twice… thank God my sister walked in on Paige and me a few weeks later.
