The Underclassman

Good Things Can Come in Threes
Mick finally rolled out of bed around 11:30 a.m. on Saturday morning. He had worked the night before and did not bother to set his alarm because there was not anywhere he needed to be that day. Mick had already purchased all of the texts required for the spring semester and he was relatively caught up on his laundry. Today was his day to enjoy entirely.
After rising from his bunk and a brief stretch, Mick snatched the plastic liner from his waste basket, retrieved his toiletries and headed down the hall destined for the trash and recycling room. Once the remnants from his tryst with Brenda were properly disposed of, Mick made a much required stop in his personal washroom. He returned to his quarters and grabbed a granola bar and sports drink before sitting down at his desk to run through his emails and social media accounts on his laptop. Just as Mick was finishing up, an abrupt pounding emanated from the door. "Jesus!" he said to himself as he jolted in his chair. Mick jumped up, strode to the entryway and opened the door.
"MICK!" screeched Abby elatedly as she extended both her arms towards him. Upon seeing Abigail standing there, Mick became cognizant of having answered the door clad only in a short sleeve tee shirt and pair of form fitting performance boxer briefs, and immediately slammed the door in his friend's face. He had grown so accustomed to the dormitory being virtually empty over the winter break, not to mention his relatively normal state of undress during Kimberly's visits, that Mick's modesty had slipped some. Suddenly he also realized that earlier he had traipsed down the corridor and back in the same fashion and not even given it a second thought. Mick hurriedly pulled his bathrobe on and yanked the door back open, fully expecting to find Abby storming back towards her own dorm room. What he found instead was his friend still standing there, cracking up.
"AAAH!" Abby shrieked as she turned her head and brought the back of her hand up over her face to avert her eyes. "Are you decent now?" she asked rhetorically while peeking at him sideways through her spread fingers.
"Ha-ha, very funny," replied Mick while blushing, sounding a bit irritated by her ribbing.
"I take it you weren't expecting company," she stated before further asking suggestively with raised eyebrows, "Or were you?"
Mick shot back, "You said you wouldn't be back until noon."
"Mick!" spouted Abby, as she retrieved her cell phone from the front pocket of her pants. She gave her mobile a passing glance before holding the screen up to his face and emphatically informing her dorm mate that, "It's eleven fifty-two!"
Unable to counter, or keep a straight face any longer, Mick rolled his eyes at Abigail, conceding. Immediately she dove into Mick, wrapping her arms tightly around him. "It's so good to see you," she told him, "I missed you." In return, Mick warmly embraced Abby. Up to that point, he had not realized how much he too had missed his friend. "Welcome back, it's good to see you," he told her.
Mick invited Abby inside so they both could catch up on everything that the other had been up to during the break. Not surprisingly, Abby overwhelmingly did most of the talking, divulging almost every little detail about the holidays with her family and the week she spent skiing with her boyfriend Jimmy. Other than his brief trip back home to his parents for Christmas, Mick did not have nearly as much to share, and he certainly was not at all forthcoming about what had transpired between himself and Kimberly.
"Do you have to work tonight?" asked Abigail of her friend. Mick advised her that he the night off and planned on making a brief cameo appearance at a small shindig on the third floor before heading out to a party at an off-campus fraternity. Abby frowned, exclaiming, "Frat party!" By the look on her face and the sound in her voice, Abby's disapproval could not have been any more apparent.
"Yes... I know," said Mick, obviously not wanting to be chided by his dormmate about it, "You're not a fan of the whole Greek life thing."
After a few seconds of slightly awkward silence, Mick inquired, "Why, what's going on?"
Abby told him that her and Jimmy had to go pick up her roommate Zoe at the airport. "I was going to see if you wanted to go with us," she informed him.
Mick sarcastically replied, "Tempting, but I'm just going to have to pass on that hot excitement."
"Suit yourself," Abby stoically retorted, knowing full well how he felt about her roommate and also her boyfriend, but refusing to allow Mick the pleasure of getting under her skin.
The conversation between the two friends turned more genial as they began to discuss their course load for the upcoming semester, and both expressed disappointment that they would only have one class together which was calculus II.
Well over an hour had passed since Abby had knocked on Mick's door and she told him that she still needed to go finish Çankaya Escort unpacking. He saw his guest to the door and promised Abby that they would catch up more on the following day before welcoming her back again and saying goodbye for the time being.
Mick changed into his workout gear, grabbed his water bottle and headed to the fitness center to lift. He was almost at the end of his routine when his friend Sean strolled in. The two greeted one another with a bro shake followed by each of them leaning in towards the other and bumping shoulders together. For several minutes the two friends traded stories about their breaks and just like Abby, Sean had far more numerous and interesting tales to tell. Once more, Mick chose to be discreet and not talk loosely about his time with Kimberly.
Gabrielle happened to come up in conversation. Sean told Mick that he had traded text messages with their mutual acquaintance over winter break several times. Gabrielle had chosen to not come back to Colorado because she did not want to be within one-hundred miles of Reggie and, due to an opportunity that had presented itself. Sean further informed Mick that Gabrielle had elected to study abroad in the south of France for the semester. "Good for her," remarked Mick. Sean could not pass on the opportunity to needle his friend about their three-way soiree with Gabrielle, reminding him that, "I told you nothing would come of it." Mick shook his head dismissively and quickly moved on from the topic.
"You still going tonight?" asked Mick. Sean let his buddy know that he planned to hook up with a few of his own friends beforehand and they would all get to the party sometime around 9:00 p.m. The two shook hands again and parted ways with the intent of reconvening later that evening at the frat party.
Mick finished up his routine and then headed out for a run along his normal route through the campus and adjacent neighborhood. On the return leg back to his dorm, he stopped quickly at the food court to grab a couple of wraps to eat, downing the curry chicken salad in multigrain before he arrived at the entrance of Bradley Hall. Back in his room, Mick shed his damp clothes and toweled off, opting to nap now and shower later before he went out to party for the evening.
After his siesta, Mick putzed around on his laptop for a while as he ate his other wrap and after finishing, went to grab a shower in preparation for the evening. On his way up to the third floor for Brenda's gathering, Mick could not help but notice the obvious increase in activity inside the dormitory compared to when he had left for the gym earlier in the day. After a month of near desertion, Bradley Hall was suddenly teeming with residents again, some of them brand new for the semester.
Brenda immediately greeted Mick when he appeared and offered him some refreshment. Over the next hour, many girls filtered through the loose assemblage, some of which were newly arriving residents for the semester. All of them were surprised to hear that Mick had stayed during the winter break and for those who were new to Bradley Hall, they were surprised and curious that Mick was the only guy housed in the residence.
When Mick said goodbye to Brenda and thanked her for the invite, he made sure to extend a standing invitation letting her know that she was welcome to stop by his room for a cocktail anytime. With an impish grin, Brenda informed him, "I'll definitely be taking you up on that offer." She put her hand on Mick's shoulder and pulled him down towards herself slightly as she leaned in to whisper in his ear, further telling him that, "Especially seeing what an excellent host you are and what a fun time you show your guests." Mick smiled back at Brenda and said, "Then by all means, don't be a stranger."
Mick dipped into the stairwell at the end of the building, descended down the two flights of steps and exited onto the second floor destined for his own quarters. As he walked past one of the many open doors to the recently reoccupied dorm rooms he was met with a chorus of, "MICK!" He stopped in his tracks, took three steps backward, then turned and peered through the open entryway to find Allie and Elena standing in their dorm room sporting huge smiles upon their faces. Allie motioned to Mick, inviting him to, "Come in," but before he could accept or refuse the invitation Elena stepped out, grabbed hold of his arm and instructed Mick to, "Get in here!"
Elena pulled Mick into the dorm room and further ordered him to, "Have drink with us." Mick was somewhat in a hurry to get to the party so he politely declined the offer.
"Oh come on," barked Allie, inquiring, "Where else do you have to be?"
"We have hard seltzers, hard lemonades, hard ice teas," rattled Elena.
Thinking that the quicker the two roomies were placated the sooner he could move on, Mick agreed to indulge them with the intent of guzzling down one beverage and then saying his goodbyes.
"What Keçiören Escort would you like?" asked Allie.
"Cold... wet," he replied.
Allie handed Mick a beverage from their fridge and the conversation immediately turned to the holiday recess. Once again he found himself listening to someone recounting what an amazing winter break they had, and Mick could not help but begin to zone-out some. He wanted to get to the party and meet up with Sean, and Mick really hated being late. His attention was further drawn away from the conversation as he stood there by the sight of both lovely young women. Allie had her blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail and was wearing a light-grey V-neck tee shirt with cap sleeves, and a pair of baby blue drawstring pajama bottoms having virtually no inseam but adorably adorned with teddy bears.
Mick turned towards Elena as she began to enthusiastically illuminate him about her family's vacation in Salzburg, Austria. "You wouldn't believe how incredible the Christmas markets were," she told him. Mick stole glances of Elena as she went on about Mozart and O Holy Night. She was wearing a white spaghetti strap top that did not quite reach her navel, and Mick observed that Elena had allowed her golden locks to grow as they now cascaded over her bare shoulders. He also could not help but notice that she had rolled down the top of her navy-colored sweatpants several times further exposing a fair amount of her midriff intentionally.
"I think you mean 'Silent Night,'" stated Mick, before lifting the bottle to his lips and attempting to chug all that remained.
"Oh... right," acknowledged Elena, realizing her error.
"Let me get you another," said Allie as she wrested the nearly empty bottle from Mick's grip.
"Rain check please!" he interjected, delicately stating, "I do need to go." Mick let Allie and Elena know that he was due to meet friends at another function that evening.
"Then one for the road!" cried Elena.
Allie followed with, "You still haven't told us what you did over break."
By the volume of the girl's voices, the mistake Elena made about the song and the clamor that his bottle made when Allie tossed it into the green recycling pail with all of the other glass containers, it was fair to assume that both of the roommates were presently a tad bit tipsy. "Tell us what you did!" said Elena rather loudly as Allie handed Mick another beverage.
Just then, there was a knock at the open door which drew the three acquaintances' attention. "Hey Sabrina!" exclaimed Allie. "Come have a drink and meet our friend Mick," said Elena.
"Can't right now," said the girl, "I just wanted to let you know that Marlena is walking about." Sabrina was referring to the resident assistant of the dorm.
"Okay, thank you," replied Allie as the girl disappeared. "We are being a little loud... Don't want to attract attention," remarked Elena.
Shaking her half empty drink, Allie stated, "And we don't want Marlena to catch us with these." Allie walked over and shut the door to their room, locked it, then returned. "That's better," said Allie, "More private." "More intimate," added Elena bearing a slightly wicked smile.
"So tell us what you did," requested Allie.
Mick informed the roommates that after a quick trip back home to his parents he had come back to school for the intersession. He was sure to let them know that he preferred school and working at the bar to being at his parents for the holidays.
"I'm sorry," said Allie sympathetically, "It must have been so lonely being here." Mick admitted that there were very few other students around, and of course he said nothing about Kimberly. "At least you didn't have to fight for room in your own shower," remarked Elena.
Allie immediately shouted, "Elena!", as she was slightly embarrassed by her friend's blatant reminder of what had transpired between the three of them in Mick's shower. He conceded that unexpected interlopers in his shower was not exactly a bad problem to have, and Mick let them both know they were welcome at any time.
"Why wait?" suggested Elena.
Puzzled by her roommate's statement, Allie inquired, "You want to take a shower now?"
"Not exactly," Elena hedged before clarifying her comment, "I was thinking more of... let's skip the actual shower part."
"Oh my God!" bellowed Allie before further declaring, "You are too bold for your own good!" Elena scrunched her face and grinned at her friend, then turned and locked eyes with Mick, her intentions made very clear.
With his departure for the frat party already delayed, Mick was about to throw cold water on the rising temperature of the moment but stopped as he began to think the better of it. He asked himself, what was so important about the party? What was the rush? Surely he was going to drink, meet girls and blow off some steam before the start of classes on Monday, but Mick realized Etimesgut Escort it was unlikely that he would find any better opportunities at the party than what was willingly being laid at his feet, right now.
Hearing no objection nor sensing any, Elena knelt down in front of Mick, unfastened his belt, undid his jeans, then slowly brought his denims and boxers down to his knees. She took hold of his penis with her left hand and brought the tip up towards her mouth to softly kiss it twice. In an elliptical motion, Elena began rubbing her face against the head of Mick's dick, then commenced to running her tongue around his fleshy mushroom in the same manner. His member began to solidify and Elena imbibed his entire length, planting her lips flat against his pelvis.
Allie walked over to the door and turned off the harsh overhead light in the center of the ceiling which left only the LED string lights strung around the walls providing any illumination. "Romantic," quipped Elena as she came up for air, "I like it."
Allie strolled back over and got down on her knees next to her roommate and asked, "Do you need some assistance?" Elena smiled as she handed Mick's blossoming stalk to her partner like she was passing a fat blunt at a party, and Allie did not hesitate to go down him. Elena tilted her head back and planted her chin against Mick's thigh while running her hand up the back of his leg to squeeze his ass. As she looked up at Mick, Elena told him with a smile, "Teamwork makes the dream work," then turned her attention to licking and sucking his balls.
After giving Mick's jewels a fairly thorough tonguing, Elena paused for a moment to watch as her roomie continued to blow their guest. Allie could sense her roommate staring at her and she looked over to find Elena was indeed watching her. It made Allie feel self-conscious which caused her stop and pointedly ask, "What?"
"Nothing," replied Elena before admitting, "It's just that you look so sexy with his dick in your mouth." Allie blushed, and immediately turned away. "I want to watch him make love to you," Elena told her.
Allie snapped her head back around and asked incredulously, "Really?"
"Definitely," Elena adamantly responded, informing her friend that, "It would be hot."
Allie smiled bashfully and shook her head affirmatively, indicating her acquiescence to her friend's request. She pulled her shirt off over her head then pushed her bottoms down and off her legs as she got up from her knees. At the same time, Elena worked to remove Mick's shoes, jeans and underwear as he unbuttoned his shirt. Allie closed in towards Mick and the two took hold of one another. With their clothing collectively cast onto the floor, the only thing that now stood between their nude bodies was Mick's erection.
Elena remained sitting side saddle on the floor and watched as Allie and Mick pressed firmly against each other and kissed fervidly in the dim, warm light. She could not help but repeatedly ogle Mick's cock and be envious that Allie currently had him all to herself for the moment. Elena badly wanted to reach in between their bodies and gently withdraw his hard-on so she could go down on Mick while her roommate was making out with him. As difficult as it was, she tried to remain patient and endure the urge to get in on the action knowing that ultimately, she would get her own turn.
Allie put her hand on the back of Mick's head and pulled him down towards her, then softly said into his ear, "I'm ready whenever you are." How she whispered to him was too arousing and he could not resist immediately taking his companion up on her offer. Mick looked down at Elena and pointed at his pants lying on the floor next to her and asked, "Could you reach into my left pocket for me?"
Gently, Allie placed the tips of her fingers alongside Mick's chin and turned his face back towards her own. "You don't need that," she informed him.
"Are you sure?" he asked in return.
"Not unless it's for my own protection," stated Allie before inquiring, "Should I be concerned?"
Mick was always leery about not using a condom especially when one was readily available, and only on rare occasions did he opt to pass. This was to be one of those instances where he chose to ignore his own sapience. He backed Allie up to the edge of her bunk where she yanked the blanket down to the foot of the bed, then laid down and prepared to receive him. Mick crawled up onto the bed after Allie, spread her already open limbs nice and wide, then buried his face in her vagina. "Oooooh," she sighed as Mick began to go down on her unexpectedly. He jammed his tongue repeatedly into Allie's tight slit infiltrating her, only to retreat again and again.
Elena approached the side of the bed to observe from up close as Mick continued to go down on her roommate. She watched Allie writhe as Mick caressed her clitoris with his tongue. "I can do that to her myself," Elena murmured, which caused Mick to raise his head from between Allie's legs and look over at her. With her left hand, Elena curled her fingers and touched the tip of her index finger to the tip of her thumb. Using her right hand, she closed all her fingers except for the index finger, which she inserted into the fabricated orifice created by her left hand and began to slide the extended digit back and forth.