Christmas is a big thing at my house. Mother, father, aunts, uncles, cousins, brothers and sisters always end up at here. I was away at school; but I traveled a thousand miles to come home for Christmas.

I brought my room mate. He had no family and would have been spending the holidays at the school if he hadn't come home with me. One more person didn't matter to my family and they would have been pissed at me, if they had known his circumstances and I hadn't asked him to come home with me. Besides I adored him.

The house was full of people; there were 20 here for Christmas dinner. Craig and I were behind the sofa in the living room at the base of tree fixing a string of lights, but we were the only people in that room. I was on my knees at the electrical socket in the wall and Craig was standing up holding onto the light string.

I glanced up and my eyes fell on his crotch. "Jesus, Craig, you have a hard-on," I whispered. He had a very obvious bulge in his jeans.

He reached down and stroked it with his hand as he said, "Yeah, man, and its giving me fits too. Feel it."

I reached up and stroked it and I immediately had an erection myself.

"Oh, that's a fine cock, "I said.

"You want to suck it?" I was very tempted. I was hidden from the rest of the room by the sofa, and so was Craig's cock.

"Shit, yeah, man, I'd love to. You know I love to suck your dick."

I am the conservative guy and Craig is all action and reaction and has been known to do the most outrageous things just because it isn't what society would dictate or what anybody else would do. Asking me to blow him in the living room, in a house full of people, when he is a guest with a better than 50% chance of getting caught is something that is right up his alley.

Especially when nobody in my family knows I'm gay. I didn't know it either, until Craig seduced me in the first week we roomed together.

"Hey Rob, consider it my Christmas present to you. You know I can't afford to get you anything else," he wheedled, trying to get me to blow him.

As I ran the tips of my fingers along the bulge his erection made in his Levi's I closed my eyes and imagined myself unzipping his pants and letting his six-inch cut cock with the large bulbous head spring free. Then I imagined my tongue licking up the pre-cum from his slit as I stroked his shaft.

I opened my eyes and shook my head, Stupid idea, I thought. My own cock didn't think so I thought as I felt it in my pants. It was so hard it hurt.

I looked up at Craig's face and he smiled.

"You know you want it. I saw from your face you were imagining your mouth wrapped around it, weren't you."

"Fuck you, Craig. You know me too well," I admitted from my hiding place behind the sofa.

He did too. He instinctively knew I was a cock sucker from the time we met. On the second day we roomed together I was sitting at the desk and he was on the bed reading something.

After about fifteen minutes I heard him say, "Oh, fuck, yeah, man. Oh yeah."

He had his pants open, pushed down to his thighs and he was stroking his hard cock. I just stared.

Finally I said, "What the fuck are you doing?"

I wasn't that I didn't know what he was doing; it was that to me masturbation was a private activity and not something you casually did in front of somebody you had just met the day before.

He looked at me and said, "Don't be stupid, Rob. You know what I'm doing and it's quite enjoyable. Don't tell me you've never jacked off before."

I couldn't take my eyes off of his cock. I keep staring at it even as I answered him. "Yeah, I jack off, but by myself. Never in front of somebody else, especially in front of someone I only recently met."

"Yeah, but you like watching, don't you? I can see you have a hard-on — Oh, fuck! I'm coming," he exclaimed. He was, too. He shot off all over his stomach and face. It was awesome. His stomach muscles formed an eight-pack and seeing the cum splash on them made my cock twitch in my pants. I felt weak all over. I sat there watching as he worked the last bit of cum from his cock and I licked my lips.

He got off the bed and holding on to his pants, which were draped round his ankles, he waddled to the john to clean up. When he came back he said, "I've got a class. You need to take care of that hard-on you've got. I'll see you later," and grabbed his back pack and nonchalantly walked out of the door.

I did need to take care of it. I lay on my bed and jacked off while I imagined I was sitting with Craig on his bed and jacking off his cock. It didn't take me long to come and then I too had to go to class.

That was my introduction to his irreverent attitude toward casual nudity and his first step in my seduction.

There behind the sofa, in my parents living room, he slipped off his sweater, unzipped his pants, undid the button on his Levi's and slipped them down to his knees.

"Craig, what are you doing? You're in a house full of my relatives. Please cool it. Show some restraint," I complained, horrified.

He slid his hand into his shorts and pulled his cock up until the head was sticking out over the top of the elastic band. The rest of his shaft made a large bulge in his shorts. His back was to the rest of the room so even if somebody came in the room they could not see what he was doing.

I looked at him and licked my lips, unable to resist.

He pulled my head toward him. I knew this was stupid but I was in the grip of lust, so I didn't resist him. In fact I willingly moved forward and licked the length of his cock through the material of his briefs. When I worked my way to the top I licked his pre-cum off the head of his cock and then took the whole head in my mouth and sucked on it.

I guess I did, but that was because he had taught me what he liked. When I returned to our room after class on that second day he was singing in the shower when I went in. It had been a long day and I lay down on his bed and closed my eyes. I don't know why I didn't lay on my own bed, but I didn't.

I was drifting off to sleep when Craig came in from the bathroom. He lay down on the other side of his bed. I woke up in about five minutes and opened my eyes.

I realized I was on Craig's bed and sat up. I started to say something but stopped when I realized he was masturbating again. He was reading a porno magazine as he jacked his cock.

I stared at his cock as he stroked it.

I shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, I was just tired and didn't think about where I was laying down."

He took his hand off of his cock and using his groin muscles made it rock back and forth. It was like a cobra staring at me. My hand made an attempt to touch before I realized what was happening and stopped it. I had that weak-all-over feeling again.

"You can touch it if you want, Rob. I love for somebody else to jack me," he stated in a matter-of-fact manner.

"Why would I want to touch it?" I started to say, but then I realized at that moment it was exactly what I wanted. In fact, when I let my gaze shift to his body I realized that I wanted to caress all of his body with my hands. He had an incredibly HOT body. I also realized that my own cock was as hard as a rock again.

It was like a dream. I shifted my body down the bed until my head lay in line with his crotch, reached over and grasped his shaft and stroked it. I reached down and freed my own cock, slid my pants down my legs and jacked my own cock as I jacked Craig's.

As I jacked his cock I saw pre-cum ooze out of the slit in the head. I used my thumb to spread it around his cock head and massaged it with the thumb.

Craig's body twitched as I massaged.

"Oh, fuck; that's great," Craig moaned.

I made a fist with my hand, rubbed the fist over the head of his cock collecting the pre-lube and then slid my hand up and down his cock from the head to the base. After a couple of minutes I could feel his muscles tense and suddenly he was spewing come all over his stomach and his face just like the first time I saw him jack off. Closely following, my cock did the same thing and my come spewed over my stomach muscles.

"Shit, Rob that was great. Thanks," he said, and kissed my dick.

He got up and a few seconds later I heard the shower start. I got undressed and showered after Craig had finished. Even though we were jerking off together, we were not yet intimate enough to shower together.

While I was drying off he asked, "Where do you want to go for dinner?" We picked a place and went to dinner.

After than anytime Craig got horny, I jacked his cock for him.

In the living room, by the Christmas tree, I had worked my mouth halfway down the length of Craig's cock without removing his shorts. But I wanted it all, and Craig wanted me to deep throat him. He pulled his shorts down further and slipped the elastic band beneath his balls. I went down on him all the way and played with his balls as I rhythmically slid my mouth up and down his cock.

"Rob, where are you?" I heard my mother call. I could hear her footsteps coming toward the living room.

I was off my knees and walking toward the door when she entered. I said, "We're fixing the Christmas tree, mom."

Craig had put his cock back in his pants faster than I thought possible and was right behind me when Mom bustled in.

"Sure, mom. Whose car can I use?" I asked. It was a good excuse to get Craig out of here before we both came in our pants with frustration.

"Take mine dear. Here are the keys and some money," she had them both in the other hand and pushed them at me. "Take some time and show Craig around. There's no rush."

We went around to the garage and got into mom's car. Almost before I shut the driver's side door, Craig had his pants and shorts down around his ankles. His cock was still hard as a rock.

He slid the seat back and his ass forward to give me better access as I leaned over the seat, took all of his cock in my mouth, and held in as I played with his balls. Craig sat there running his hands through my hair. It didn't take long.

"I'm coming!" he cried.

He took my head, held it down, shifted his hips up and down a couple of times and came in my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed and licked until I had taken all of his cum. I grabbed a paper towel from the roll mom always keeps in the car and cleaned him up.

I pulled out my cock, jacked it a few times and came on the same paper towel. I wiped myself off, zipped my pants and we were off.

We decided to see the town first since some of the grocery items needed refrigeration. So we just drove around.

"Did you know that one of your uncles and at least 2 of your cousins are gay," Craig asked.

"No shit," I was truly surprised. "What makes you say that?"

"All three of them have propositioned me with their eyes," he explained. "Your uncle tried to corner me in a bedroom and I saw your cousins blowing each other in the family room upstairs. If you think they don't know you're gay, you're wrong."

"But I didn't even know I was gay until I met you. In fact, I wasn't even sure what homosexual meant. And my uncle and cousins are all married," I objected.

"Doesn't matter. Call them Bi-sexual or gay. Same difference. They like to suck cock. Takes one to know one," he added.

"Are you going to let them? Suck your cock, I mean," I asked.

"Would it bother you?" Craig questioned.

"Yeah, because they're family. We aren't married. I'm just your cocksucker. Some day you'll leave me. I know you have sex with other people, even if I don't, but you don't flaunt it in my face. In fact, when you go on a date and she doesn't put out I benefit, because you're really horny when you come home. If I remember correctly, that's how you introduced me to oral sex," I said, remembering the night he came home pissed and pissed off because he struck out and convinced me to suck him him.

"Yeah that Betsy was really a cock tease."

"You were a little bit drunk when you came home and really wanted me to jack you off. In fact the whole scene was a little different that night. You got naked and sat on my stomach while I lay on the bed and stroked your cock. Your cock was really in my face. You may have planned it that way, I don't know."

"No, it wasn't planned, but I knew at some point you'd graduate to cock sucking. It was just a matter when."

"Until that night. I had not really thought about sucking cock. At that time, I still didn't think of myself as gay but obviously you did. I would probably have done nothing about it if you hadn't said "Do you want to suck it?"

"So it's my fault you're gay?" he laughed.

"No, that's not what I meant and you know it. If I remember correctly as soon as you said that it all became clear to me. Of course I wanted to suck it, so I opened my mouth and you slid your cock in. I don't think I sucked your dick at all that night. You slid your cock down my throat and face fucked me until you blew your load in my mouth. You didn't tell me it was coming or ask me if I wanted to take it you just delivered it with no warning."

"Yeah," Craig admitted. "I guess I was drunk and feeling sorry for myself which made me a little sadistic. Betsy was the one I was mad at and you suffered for it."

"I don't think I suffered. I may have been shocked, but I think that was just what I wanted. I didn't gag or throw you off my body or throw a tantrum."

"If I remember correctly I buried my cock in your mouth and didn't stop fucking it until my cock was soft. You apparently loved it, cum and all." At any rate I got better sex from you than I would have gotten from Betsy."

"No, I want to give you your Christmas present first," he said. As I drove, he reached over and unzipped me. My cock was already hard from our conversation, but his hand working it made it harder and harder. He leaned over my crotch from the passenger seat and took my cock in his mouth.

He had never sucked me before. Our sex had always been a one-sided affair.

"I can't drive like this," I objected.

"Hush, just let me work," he said as he went down on my cock to my pubic hair.

"Oh fucking shit, Craig," I murmured as he slid his hot, wet lips up and down my shaft. I managed to pull the car over to the curb park before I hit anything. The thickening snow obscured us from the few passers-by as he sucked me off.

He was good. Jesus I hoped that I sucked his cock as well as he sucked mine. I really had no way to tell. I was really shocked. There was no way that mine was the first cock he had sucked. He was too good at it. He let his finger tips play over my balls as he worked my cock with his mouth.

Oh God, I loved the feel of his mouth going up and down my cock. I had never really thought about him sucking my cock. This came as a complete surprise. Maybe I was more than just a convenient cocksucker to him.

He drove me crazy with his mouth for a few minutes and then traded his mouth for his hand and slid his closed fist around my cock up and down the shaft. I humped my hips and wiggled my ass and ran my fingers through his hair.

"Christ Craig, you keep that up and you are going to get me off."

He chuckled and said, "That's the point isn't it?" But he traded his hand for his mouth and resumed his erotic sucking with his mouth.

"Oh shit," I said as my juices began to rise. I held his head half way down my cock as I flexed my hips and fucked his mouth.

I started off frantically working my hips and then when he appeared to be going along with me I slowed down and gently fed my cock in and out of his mouth. He used one hand to play with my balls as I worked his mouth with my cock.

My whole body tensed, I crossed my arms in front of my chest, raised my ass off the seat and pushed up against his hand around my cock. I resisted and resisted. God, it felt so good. I wanted to let go and wanted to never let go at the same time. The erotic sensations were electric and I couldn't hold my orgasm any longer.

I shot off and come spurted in the air. Craig continued to stroke my cock as come ran over my cock and around his hand.

Then his head moved and his mouth slid around the head of my cock and his tongue licked at the head as he slurped up my jizz. My whole body jerked as his tongue worked on my cock head. It was very sensitive and I could hardly stand the sensations his mouth was causing. I writhed, pulled away, and shook, but he wouldn't stop. Yep I thought to myself he has definitely done this before; that is not something a novice would try or even know about. Finally as the sensations eased and became more pleasurable he slid his mouth all the way down my shaft and collected and slurped up the residual come off of my cock.

God, I had never felt anything like this before. If this was what he was feeling when I sucked his cock then I knew why he was always horny.

He laid back in the passenger seat, smiled at me and said, "Merry Christmas."

In the meantime, the snow had stopped, the sun had come out and was melting the snow from the windows, and we were becoming visible to passers once more.

As we put our clothes back in order, I jokingly asked Craig "Does this mean you like me?"

He smiled at me with a smile I had never seen before and said, "You'll do. Don't let it go to your head. Come on we've got to get the groceries and get back or your mother will have a fit. Let's grab all these paper towels we used and drop them in the trash. We don't want to leave any evidence behind."

As we walked to the store in the almost deserted parking lot, he reached over and took my hand and we walked that way until we reached the store.