First the basics, I guess. My name is Jesse and I’m a sophomore at UGA in a little town called Athens, Ga. I’m a pretty good student and definitely somewhat of an over achiever. During the summers I have worked as a lifeguard at public pools and once at the beach in SC. During the winter I work as a personal trainer at my gym. I’m 5’6, 105, athletic and lean. Since every guy will want to know my chest size, I am a 34c. Not too big, not too small. And, being trim and athletic, I keep everything trimmed. Ha.
My boyfriend, Robert, who shares my profile here with me is 18. He’s a transplant from the UK when he and his parents moved here. He’s 6’2, 210, brown hair and brown eyes, like me, and he’s an incredibly hot guy with a very sexy voice and accent. I met him while lifeguarding and was drawn to him at first when I saw the outline of what was lurking beneath his wet bathing suit. But, that’s a story for another time.
We’ve been together for just under a year and half. Rob is intensely voyeuristic and I am really exhibitionistic so we go together well. We don’t have a lot of hang ups personally or sexually so it always seems to work out. We’ve been on this site for a few weeks. We both love reading the stories and chatting with other people so it’s been fun for both us.
"Come on man you have to snap out of this." I overheard my boyfriend, Robert, say. "Why don't you come along with us and stay the night, at least you won't be alone." Jon's girlfriend, if you want to call her that, had actually broken up with him via Skype earlier that day. Jon is one of Robert’s best friends from the UK and he had been here in GA, just a few days when the bitch he had been dating called him and told him it was over. The 5’10’ rugby player was taking in kinda hard. While I’m sure he could have any girl he wanted with his chiseled good looks, deep blue eyes, and sardonic smile, he was really hung up on this girl.
I threw my arms around his shoulders, nearly throwing myself off my wobbly bar stool and winked across Jon to Robert. "Come on Johnny lets get out of this loud bar and up to my quiet apartment." Robert looked up from his beer, then smiled at each of us and agreed it would be better for him to stay with us. So we gathered our money together, paid the bar tab and walked out the door. It was a little chilly that night.
I remember my nipples pressing so hard against the inside of my bra. Jon and Robert noticed as well. I wrapped my arms around my body and rubbed up and down my sides. I thought Jon and Robert were going to fall over from watching my breasts bounce up and down with each rub. We were all slightly tipsy but we made it to my place. I unlocked the front door and let them in. The place was dark and both boys went for the fridge and I headed to my bedroom to put something a little more comfortable on.
As I rummaged through though my drawers, I heard their voices get a little quieter and began moving closer to me. I thought they must be sitting on the couch and any moment I'd hear the TV blaring its rude commercials. I started to remove my clothes, beginning with my fuzzy sweater. I reached down to the bottom hem, crossed my arms and pulled up revealing my flat tummy then my full breasts as they sat in my bra. After tossing my sweater aside I started to remove my tight jeans. I slipped my fingers around the waist stopping at the button, with a flick of my wrist it was undone and I unzipped the zipper. I noticed that the men had gone completely quiet.
I had my back to the door so I couldn't see if they'd fallen asleep already. I shook my head, chuckled lightly and tugged at the waistband of the jeans, pulling them past my hips. I bent over at the waist to peel the denim off the rest of my long legs and that's when I figured out what the men were up to. They had stood off to the side of my make shift doorway and watched me. I felt one of them behind me, pressing his cock against the thin material of my thong as his arms gripped my slender hips. His breath was warm against the back of my neck, sending goose bumps down my back. As I leaned my head back, I saw it was Robert behind me and Jon circled to stand in front of me. He smiled as he slid his hands up my tummy and up to my breasts. As his hands began to lightly massage my breasts he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine.
My heart raced as I kissed him back, our tongues entwining around each other and my hands went for the waist of his pants. I quickly unfastened his button and zipper and pulled Jon's pants down past his hips, letting them fall to the floor. His cock was hard and pressed against his boxers. I slipped my hand into the waistband, wrapped my fingers around the hard shaft and began to squeeze against it. He jumped at my touch and deepened the kiss. Robert's hands wandered up my back to my bra strap, quickly unclasped it and slid his hands around and under my breasts, pushing the bra off my breasts.