Surprise Blowjob

"Hey are you going to that party Friday?" my dorm mate Bradley asked.

"Probably not. Pretty sure Sarah and I will be... Doing... Something.. Or some shit," I responded with a small bit of disdain then threw my hands in the air and laughed, "I don't know."

"Oof. So, you just do whatever she says then, huh?" Bradley asked before laughing, "Is she that good in bed?"

I looked up thinking. "Hmmm. I mean. She does love to go down on me. Usually twice a day, and more if she can. So... yeah. I guess I'm ok with doing whatever she wants to do," I answered with a grin at the end.

"MmmHmmm. Fair enough, I guess I can't argue with a bitch that takes care of her man," Bradley responded in a slightly queer tone.

Bradley was gay, had a small feminine frame and even identified as a femboy, but he was rarely flamboyant short of small statements like that. For that matter, I often forgot he was gay until he would jokingly hit on me.

"Speak of the devil," I said as my cell phone dinged, notifying me of a text from her. I hopped off my bed and slipped my shoes on and then grabbed my crotch and shook it a bit and said, "It looks like I'm being summoned now."

Bradley laughed while gazing hard at my crotch and said, "Go get her!"

I laughed and walked out with a quick hand in the air and shouted, "Peace," before the door closed behind me.

--A few hours later--

Slam! I threw the door closed after walking in.

"Woah fella, what's wrong?" Bradley asked.

"Fuck that bitch!" I said.

"Oh snap. Did you tell her you didn't want to go somewhere and," Bradley was jokingly asking as I cut him off.

"No," I said followed by a sigh, "Some asshole recognized her and accused me of 'fucking his girl'?!" I said angrily, making air quotes at the end while also speaking in a slow dumb voice to mock the guy further.

"Oh shit! Damn. I hate that for you," Bradley responded.

"Whatever. Fuck her. I'm over it. I'm just pissed," I said, beginning to pace in what small space we had in our dorm.

"There you go again," Bradley chimed in before looking back at his laptop.

"It helps me think, man," I replied.

"I know. I know. You do you, boo," he responded.

After a few minutes of pacing I let out a sigh and started to walk to the door grabbing a towel and my shower kit, "I'm gonna go take a shower."

"Uh huh," Bradley slowly replied, implying I had more to say.

"What?" I asked with shrugged shoulders with my hand on the door handle.

"Oh no. It's just that you know I know you're actually going in there just to rub one out. Unless? Are you ready to join the dark side, boo?" he asked, laughing.

I knew he was trying to get me to laugh and it worked. "Ha. Still not there yet buddy," I said in a rhythmic pattern. "Still not there yet" was my go to funny way of responding to all of his proposals, with the occasional, "Ya know maybe? Nah... Still not there yet."

Suddenly the door swung open and I released the handle and backed up thinking maybe it was the RA.

Drew and Mike burst in. "Yo. My man. You're here. Let's go!" Drew exclaimed.

"Yeah. I figured you'd be with the lady," Mike said. "Are you getting ready to go out now?" He finished asking while looking at his watch.

"Oh no. I was just moving this for the morning," I said looking at Mike as I set it on top of my dresser.

"Ah. Good. You gotta see this man!" he exclaimed holding up a USB thumb drive.

I tilt my head and ask, "What am I looking at?"

As we all walked back toward Bradley, Mike said, "So, you know I'm here for RTF - Radio TV and Film and Drew here, well we all know Drew is here on a comp sci track. The dude's a fucking wizard."

"Yeah--" I said.

"What are you boys getting at?" Bradley asked.

"Here," Mike handed the thumb drive to Bradley to put in his laptop.

"Uh. Nah. Despite what you all may think, my general rule is I don't let strangers stick things in me," he laughed with a little attitude.

Mike wasn't phased at all by his response and turned to me. "Bro. You've heard the rumors about Ms. Spencer, the librarian, right?" Mike asked me.

I saw Bradley sit up a bit to listen in more as I responded, "You don't mean the wrong book play, do you? That shit is a myth!"

Mike grinned from ear to ear and said excitedly, "It's so not a myth and this is the proof!" he pseudo whispered while holding up the thumb drive.

The whole time Drew just stood alongside Mike silently nodding, grinning and affirming all his words.

"Get the fuck out!" I said, "I was told this shit four years ago when my sister attended. No fucking way it was real then and certainly not still a thing today. Gotta be bullshit."

Mike responded with a sense of awe, "I don't know man. Have you seen this librarian? She may be in her forties but God damn what a great body."

Bradley chimed in and asked, "Hold up. What the fuck am I missing?"

Drew finally spoke up, "Shit of course you wouldn't know."

"What the fuck that suppose to mean bitch?" Bradley responded.

"Fuck. I'm sorry man. I didn't mean it like that. I just..." Drew apologized.

"Oh I'm fucking with you sugar. Now go on," Bradley replied laughing.

Drew looked at me suggesting I tell the story.

"So the story I've heard over the years is that if you're a good looking dude, and more importantly well hung, you can try to return a book that's NOT from our library to her. And if she's interested she'll write a phone number or maybe a time and place, I don't know. Something. And if she wasn't," I finished, leaning back on my bed, "she'd just hand it back and say it wasn't from the library."

"No shit. That real? If so, I'm about to change my major to librarian!" Bradley shouted, causing the entire room to bust out in laughter.

"I know my sister's friend tried and was denied and he made it sound like there was no chance it was real," I said.

"I heard the trick is to take a picture of your cock and put it in the back of the book," Drew said.

There was a brief pause as no one spoke.

"Wait. You mean you got her to?" I started to ask Drew before Mike cut me off.

"No. So like I said, I'm here for RTF and all the A/V equipment is handled through the library," Mike began as we all turned toward him.

"So I met Ms. Spencer the first day I was here. She's pretty cool actually, so when I heard the rumors I was on the fence. She is hot as fuck, but I also felt like that shit was some fantasy out of a porn, not real life," Mike went on.

"And then a guy I know that helps run sound swore to me he saw a woman going down on a guy in the new wing of the library that hasn't been finished yet," Mike said.

I started shaking my head, "Great. Another rumor? How does this story lead to you handing me a thumb drive? I'm with him, I don't want to put that in my computer not knowing what it is."

"You trust me with tech, right?" Drew asked.

"Yeah. I guess so. You've fixed all sorts of shit for me," I replied.

"I can assure it's safe," Drew said resoundingly.

"Still. A bit cryptic guys. What the fuck?" I asked.

"I told you'd have to tell them first," Drew said laughing at Mike.

"Shut up Drew!" Mike exclaimed.

I crossed my arms and said, "Well now I definitely have to hear the story first." Looked at them both and asked, "What gives boys?"

"Watch the video first," Mike said.

"So it's a video," I responded.

"It's... the proof," Mike said before going on, "the story will be so much better if you see it first."

I looked at Drew as he slightly nodded in approval of Mike's statements. I looked back at Bradley and said, "Fuck it, my life's not great right now. I could use a little mystery."

Mike and Drew looked at me together and Mike asked, "Not great? Shit man. What's wrong?"

"Nothing really. Sarah and I are finished, is all," I said.

"Oh we're drinking tonight then boys," Drew said walking back toward the door.

"That sucks man," Mike said.

"Wait where are you going?" I asked Drew before the door was already closed.

"I'm gonna be real with you though man, I never really liked that girl," Mike said. "Pshh. Whatever. You'll have a new lady in no time. Her loss," he followed up with a fist bump.

"Heh. Thanks man," I said, bumping his fist as the door flung open. Drew was standing in the doorway trying to keep the door open with his foot while balancing four glasses and a bottle of whiskey on top of his laptop in both hands like a tray.

"A little help guys?" Drew asked as Mike skipped over and grabbed the four glasses and the bottle off his laptop and responded, "Gladly."

Mike put the four glasses on the table between our beds and started pouring shots.

"One for you, and you can't say no. Heartbreak needs lubrication my guy. One for me," Mike looked over at Bradley and raised the bottle to ask if he was interested.

"For sure!" Bradley said assertively.

"And one for the tech wizard Drew," Mike concluded.

"Cheers!" we all said together, turning our shot glasses up.

Drew opened his laptop and asked, "Y'all ready for this?"

Mike handed the drive to Drew and Drew looked at him blankly, then at the laptop and began shaking his head. He then opened a folder on the desktop and said, "Bro you were just with me when I copied it from my laptop to the thumb drive."

Mike drops his hand and puts the thumb drive in his pocket. "And that's why you're the tech guy," Mike said.

We all laughed as we saw Drew take his laptop and move it to the table where everyone could see it well. "Here we go," Drew said as he clicked the space bar starting a movie he had opened in full screen.

"Ok, what am I looking at? The world's worst camera angle. I thought you said you were going for RTF?" I asked Mike jokingly.

Another few seconds of nothing happened. "And no audio? Come on, what is this?" I continued asking before a figure walked into the camera frame.

"Just wait man," Mike said.

"Ok. Who's this guy?" I asked as the man walked over to a book rack that only had a handful of books on it before he opened the cover of one and then closed it before turning back and looking off camera. "What's he saying?" I asked as he then turned to sit down in one of the reading chairs between the two book racks and sat down.

"What the fuck is he doing?" I asked.

The man on the screen was nearly facing the camera but it was shot from an angle high and near the ceiling. You could tell he had no idea there was a camera filming him. He mouthed a few more words and then looked around as if he was checking to see if he was alone.

"What the fuck is he saying? Wait, what the fuck is he doing?" I quickly shifted my question as he began to unzip his pants.

"Oooh now we're talking!" Bradley exclaimed, showing his interest as the man pulled his cock out while also making the room laugh.

As Bradley leaned in for a better view, I looked away, "Bro. Did you just bait me into watching some dude jerk himself off?"

"Damn Mike. Drew. You boys need to come over more often," Bradley continued joking.

"No. No. Just keep watching. It's almost there," Mike said just before a second figure came into the camera frame from the bottom. It was clearly Ms. Spencer. As she walked toward the man you could see her unbuttoning her blouse and giving him a small show as she walked in front of him and knelt down over his cock.

"Ahh man. We can't see anything now," Bradley said sadly.

"Holy shit!" I said. "So the rumors are true? How the fuck did you guys even get a hold of this?

"I know right?!" Mike replied before continuing to stroke his ego explaining how.

"So yeah. When my friend told me about a girl going down on someone I made the joke that it was probably Ms. Spencer and he responded saying he kinda thought it was. Anyway, I told Drew about it later that night and, being the wizard he is, suggested we set up a camera and try to catch her," Mike continued on.

"Wait. You guys did this?" I asked in astonishment, "Props I guess. I'd be too scared I'd get caught."

Mike blurted, "That's what I said! But Drew went all cyber hacker on me and told me there was no way..."

Drew interjected, "It was just a camera setup with a motion sensor connected to a nearby open wifi connection that streamed the data in realtime to one of my ghost servers. So even if someone found the camera they wouldn't be able to trace anything."

All of us had a look of confusion on our faces as Drew geeked out over the technical aspects.

"Just fucking wow boys!" I said. "I think you two actually deserve a second shot for this," and started pouring as no one objected.

"So what are you gonna do with it now?" Bradley asked.

"I don't know," Mike shrugged.

"Yeah, it was fun just finding out. I don't think we were planning on extorting her or anything," Drew laughs.

"So what do you think her criteria is?" Bradley asked as we all looked confused knowing he liked men.

"Oh stop it. I just mean, that man ain't that hot," Bradley continued.

"He's actually hung like a bull," Drew said before looking at me and said, "Take my word for it. Mike rewound it a billion times trying to see just how big."

"It wasn't that much. I was just curious. Sheesh," Mike blurted at Drew.

"Well?" Bradley asked with widened eyes.

"Look I'm no cock expert," subtly implying that Bradley was, "but in my opinion that dude's dong is freakishly enormous," Mike answered, queueing up a still and handing the laptop to Bradley.

"Nah. That shit ain't healthy for me. Looking at cock that I can't actually get a hold of," Bradley scoffed while waving his hand at him. "Unless one of you boys isn't telling me something?" he jokingly asked the room after a brief pause of silence.

We all laughed and I replied, "Sorry buddy."

"You couldn't pay me enough," Mike joked.

"Bullshit!" Drew shouted with a grin. "I bet you there's definitely a dollar value. And when you're three sheets to the wind, I bet that price is like..." He paused before continuing, "I don't know, a fifty and a ride home," he joked.

Mike looked up to show that he was actively thinking about it. "I mean. I guess if I was blackout drunk like I used to... I did just find a fifty in a pair of jeans last month. Maybe I have," Mike said as if he was serious before bursting into laughter.

"Oh. Or maybe that's bullshit!" Drew blurted. "Yeah, let's play," he continued to suggest.

Bradley looked up with a confused expression.

"It's a card game," I clarified as Drew was already grabbing a deck of cards.

"Drew only recently learned the game and can't get enough," Mike poked at Drew.

"I mean it's fun, no? We don't have to," Drew replied.

"Nah I'm down," Mike answered looking at me.

"Fuck it. I don't mind drinking a bit tonight. Bradley, you wanna join us?" I asked as I saw him already standing up while texting on his phone.

"Nah, you boys have fun. I'm about to go to the club and find myself a man," he said, before finishing another text.

We all waved as he strutted his way out the door while Drew was already passing out the deck of cards.

"Is this even much fun with just the three of us?" I asked, somewhat hoping they'd just agree and decide to leave and I could actually have the room to myself.

"Yo! Coleman! You wanna join us for some bullshit?" Drew shouted down the hall as he leaned out the door.

A mumbled reply followed by Drew stating, "Nice." He slid the lock to ensure the door stayed open and walked back to his seat saying, "We just got Coleman."

"Oh you know him right?" Mike asked, making sure I was ok with this person in my room.

"Maybe?" I shrugged.

The door swung open while also being knocked on, "Knock. Knock. Is this the right room?" he asked.

"Oh! Yeah, we've met," I said standing up to give him a handshake.

"Yeah," he said, "I'm trying to go by my first name now." "It's actually just Cole," he continued, giving me a quick wink. I was a little confused.

"My bad," Drew apologized. "I guess I only ever knew you as Coleman from a couple years back in high school... Wait, your name is Cole Coleman?" Drew asked in astonishment.

"Yeah, my parents were circus traveling trapeze acrobats and had already developed stage names for themselves so they extended it to the family when they had kids. So technically, my full name is even Cole 'The Careening Comet' Coleman."

Drew was fucking stunned. Mike and I picked up rather quickly that he was already playing the game.

"So you can do crazy acrobatics and shit?" Drew asked, causing Cole to burst into laughter and shouted, "No! It's bullshit mother fucker! Now drink up!"

We all laughed.

"Damn. Ok. Yeah. I fucked up there. My bad Cole," he said, emphasizing his name while looking right at him.

"Actually, it's Connor. You bit so hard on Cole Coleman I had to keep going," Connor explained.

"Fuck you," Drew said smiling.

--A few more hours later--

The door swung open. "Oh hell no! Fuck you mother fucker!" Bradley screamed with slurred speech into his phone before hitting the end call button and throwing it against his bed as he collapsed onto it as well. "Ugh!" he exclaimed.

We were all pretty wasted as well after the drinking game and had just been watching funny shit online. Bradley seemed completely trashed.

"Hey guys. How about we call it a night and let him rest?" I half-whispered to Mike, Drew and Connor.

Bradley mumbled something but no one responded until he repeated himself loudly yet still very slurred, "Ya'll don't gotta leave."

"You sure man?" I asked as he slowly sat himself up a bit.

"You're cute." Bradley said to Connor. "Where have you been hiding this friend, boys?"

"Oh, right. Connor, this is my dorm mate Bradley," I said as if the drunk gay man hitting on him would get easier after I introduced them.

"Hello, Connor!" Bradley said as he tried to further stand up before he collapsed back on the bed.

"Hahahah. I think maybe you're cooked, friend," I said as I gave the other guys a nod. "I'm beat anyway too," I finished.

"Yeah. I'm gonna go crash," Mike said.

"Same," Drew replied.

"Nice to meet you," Connor said to Bradley knowing he couldn't hear him.

"Later guys," I said, closing and locking the door behind them all.

I walked back from the door and I saw Bradley on his bed struggling to get his shoes off only using his feet.

"Ok, buddy. Let me give you a hand with that," I said, grabbing the heel of one of his shoes.

"There ya go. And the other one," I said with a warm helpful voice.

"Do you need anything?" I asked him.

"Nah," he mumbled before mumbling something else under his breath I couldn't understand.

"Right. Well I'm gonna put your wastebasket right next to your bed so if you need to you can just lean over and hurl in it," I said with a laugh.

He mumbled something else as I was walking back to my bed that I am pretty sure was a "thanks man."

--Even another few hours later--

"Zzzzzzzzzzz. Sssssssssss. Zzzzzzzzzzz. Sssssssssss," Bradley snored and exhaled over and over.

He was known to snore but would usually roll over and stop at some point. A couple of times in the past he had called out to him to wake him so he would roll over and stop. Tonight it had been going on for nearly an hour straight and I had shouted at him three times already. I was drunk too and just wanted to get some sleep.

Finally, I got up and walked over to him.

"Bro, can you please roll over?" I asked while giving him a nudge on the shoulder.

He just mumbled something and continued snoring.

"Looks like you thought you were gonna hurl," I said, realizing he had half his head hanging off the bed over the still empty wastebasket. Relieved to find it was empty, I leaned over and gave him a slight nudge on the shoulder.

"Yo. Dude. Come on," I pleaded a few times before standing back up.

His mouth was gaping open with drool pouring out. His mouth would get slightly smaller as he inhaled and snored through his mouth and then exhaled a long hiss.

I reached over to his chin and while trying not to get any drool on me I used my forefinger to close his jaw.

Silence. I immediately felt his breathing shift to his nose.

"There ya go buddy," I said and removed my hand and started to walk back to bed.

I only made it two steps.

"Zzzzzzzzzzz. Sssssssssss," Bradley snored and exhaled again.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed as I turned back around.

His mouth was somehow open even wider and he definitely got louder.

I stepped back over and again took my hand to his jaw to close it. Silence. I left my hand a moment, then removed it and waited to see.

Plop. His jaw fell open again but he was quiet. Just as I started to feel relief he resumed snoring.

I audibly sighed as I stared at his gaping mouth as he continued drooling from the side into the wastebasket.

I thought to myself. If keeping his mouth closed solves it, I could just put my cock in there and... What did I just think? Was I really thinking about it? I know I've been worked up but am I actually into this?

I laughed, "Hey you're always asking for my cock in your mouth, right?"

"So how about you let me help you stop snoring?" I asked.

Just then, he mumbled something that I would swear him saying, "Uh-huh."

My eyes got wide and I cracked half a smile.

I couldn't. Could I?

I realized I was already a little hard just thinking about the idea. I pulled my cock out of my boxers.

There's no way I'm actually doing this, is there? Am I that drunk? Then again, what's the worst that could happen?

Fuck it.

I realized my cock was throbbing. I wanted this. I was scared but still interested. I leaned forward and placed my cock against his lips.

My cock head got sucked up against his lips like a vacuum cleaner hose as he inhaled on his next snore. I pulled back and slowly replaced my cock before his mouth until I was rock hard.

I leaned back in with one of my hands against his bed for leverage and had to use two fingers with my other hand to press my extremely erect shaft down to his lips again.

Again my mushroom head got sucked up to his lips after getting close, only this time I leaned a little further in and the tip of my cock head was in his mouth a moment. I didn't retract this time and instead felt a large warm breath of air blow out of his nose all around my shaft.

"No snoring at least," I whispered while enjoying the warmth of his breath around my cock. I readjusted the width of my stance to better line up my cock to his mouth.

I slowly drew back and forth with my hips. I did this for some time. My entire cock head was sometimes getting fully engulfed; other times I would slide my cock head around his slobbering lips as the drool dribbled further down my shaft and eventually reached my balls.

"Oh fuck," I moaned as my entire cock head was suddenly submerged in his mouth as I used my hand to push my cock head firmly against his tongue that was beginning to slide around, teasing me so much I began to get weak in the knees a moment. I thought I woke him up and that he was aware he was sucking me off but I was so weak and it felt so good I just froze.

If he hadn't already, I knew he was going to wake up and that I should stop before getting caught but his mouth felt so great on my cock. Or maybe I wanted him to wake up so he could be more into it?

I slowly began to pull out of him before he started moaning and moving his lips and tongue around my cock.

Oh my God. Now I've definitely woken him.

It felt like he was actively sucking my cock. He was moaning as though he was enjoying it and his mouth was definitely awake.

I could begin to feel his tongue along my shaft as he seemed to open up wider anytime I was leaning in.

His eyes were still shut and it seemed like he was still asleep, but I'd have sworn he must've woken up as nice as my cock was feeling. I thought he mumbled something but his mouth was so full of my cock I only felt vibrations on my cock head as my cock slid up and down in his mouth. He moaned louder and I froze.

He paused for a moment as my heart began to race, certain he had awoken until after about forty seconds of near motionless silence he began to suckle on the head of my cock like it was a baby bottle or a little kid who still sucked his thumb. It looked like he had fallen into a deeper sleep. I immediately sighed in relief but then suddenly began to convulse while my cock head was being treated in a way it had not before.

I could feel my orgasm coming on. "I'll just pull out and shoot in my hand," I whispered to myself as I was half holding my breath as well as trying to catch it before I realized I had half my shaft in his mouth and just nutted my first load. It was as if I shot it straight down his throat without him ever noticing. I was freaking out and knew I should pull out but as I reached the point of my cock head just barely in I began to cum again. My primal instinct to keep my member in a warm, wet hole overtook me as I shot my remaining loads.

I stood still there another twenty seconds with only my cock pulsing in his mouth. He began to suckle again at my cock head as I slowly began to retract myself. My still semi-hard shaft plopped out of his mouth as I reached down and swiftly placed my member back into my boxers.

"Mmmmm. Mmmmm," he mumbled while it seemed he was swallowing any remaining cum in his mouth.

With an extremely nervous tone I quickly blurted, "You're not awake are you Bradley?"

"Mmm," he hummed a bit as if he was still asleep. I was so scared he was going to say something.

I went back to bed and fell asleep so fast I didn't even realize he was still snoring.

The next morning, I began to wake up from a dream of a beautiful blonde giving me a blowjob before I realized my extremely hard cock was nearly halfway deep inside of someone's mouth and that I wasn't dreaming anymore.

I opened my eyes and looked down to see a head slowly bobbing up and down on my cock under the covers. My initial thought was that I wanted it to be my ex apologizing, but also knew immediately that it was Bradley.

I just pretended I was asleep and let him keep going.

I was fairly sure he knew I was awake at this point as he started to really work me. He reached with one hand and caressed my balls while using the other to stroke my shaft while sucking. He would suck hard on the head as he'd pull his mouth off and make a "pop" sound and then flick or slide my cock head on his protruding tongue before opening even wider and cramming nearly all of my shaft in. This felt so amazing he began to continue noticing how much I was enjoying it. The next time he started sliding my cock head on his tongue I began busting a load.

As soon as he realized it, he took a deep breath and thrusted his face onto my cock. His nose pressed against me as my cock was just long enough that my head would cork his throat. He started humming and even violently shaking his head from side to side all around my shaft while my head stayed buried deep in his throat as I busted more and more loads.

The final orgasm was stronger still and I let out a very audible, "Oh fuck yeah," before getting really quiet as he continued to slowly suck my shaft while swallow every drop of my seed.

We laid there a while, my semi-hard and soon becoming flaccid cock still in his mouth until finally I just lifted the sheet and looked at him as he sat up, smiled and said, "Bet you thought I was asleep last night, huh?"

"Wait. What?" I started to ask.

"Mmhmm. This morning was better wasn't it?" he asked with a naughty grin.

"I... don't even know what to say man," I responded in shock.

He looked worried for a moment and asked, "You ok?"

"Yeah. I guess I'm learning that I'm bisexual," I said slightly confused but with a smile, "because not only was that amazing, but I now also have the desire to reciprocate."