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By *hrisk75 OP Man
12 hours ago
gateshead |
In the mid 90s I was at university in South Yorkshire, after a year in halls I shared a house with 4 other guys, 3 of them were previous year flatmates and the fourth a friend of a friend. I wasn’t hugely sexually experienced and didn’t have wild days at uni, most of my experience had been with a girlfriend while at school, but living away and experiencing more life with new people broadened my horizons and were a big part of who I am now…..
So the friend of a friend, let’s call him Jason, he was ex boarding school, pretty quiet, small slightly built guy, fairly effeminate and quite obviously gay without it ever being said….while the university had a very active and supportive gay community it still wasn’t as widely accepted in society and many young men were still very much in the closet, I never spoke with Jason about it, I’ll be honest I didn’t speak to him much about anything, he didn’t involve himself with the rest of us so much and had his own group of friends he spent time with, otherwise he was often in his room studying.
The only time his sexuality really crossed paths with me was one Christmas holidays, me and the other lads would head back home each holidays but Jason would often spend a bit more time staying in the uni house, I don’t think he was so close to his parents and with his boarding school background I think staying away was more of his life, I’m not sure his parents even wanted him around that much.
Anyway this one Christmas I headed back to uni a day earlier than planned, the other guys weren’t back in the house yet, I wasn’t sure about Jason, I was in my room on the first floor when I heard Jason come in the front door, it sounded like someone was with him, hushed voices and they came upstairs, Jason’s room was next to mine, I heard his door close then voices then silence for a while then some muffled groaning, I listened harder my heart pounding, definite moaning and the rhythmic creaking of the, unmistakeable sounds of sex.,..I was surprised how much it turned me on, lying on my own bed in my dimly lit room I pulled my cock out and started stroking as the knocking of Jason’s bed against the wall became steadier…..they were definitely having sex.
It only went on about 15 minutes or so, all went quiet again then I heard his door opening again and quiet talking again, I sneaked a peek out the crack in my door into the landing, Jason in his boxers and a T shirt….I was surprised that his friend was an older balding guy, probably late 50s pretty heavy build in a suit…..looked more like he’d been to work than dressed for a date, they went off downstairs and I heard Jason let him out then, come back up to his room. I said hello on the landing, as he came back up, he looked surprised to see me and a little flustered, we had a brief polite conversation about our Christmas breaks then went into our separate rooms.
We never spoke about him and the man he’d been with until about 4 weeks later …….. |
looking forward to the next installment of this story