Bi-College

By Ken James

Hot college jocks . . . Sexy bisexual girlfriends . . .

College juniors Travis Williams and his roommate Rick Brant are frustrated and horny. Their girlfriends, Bobby and Kathy, who were so passionate last year, have lost interest in sex.

One drunken night, the sex-crazed boys turn to each other.

Suddenly, Trav and Rick don't need girls anymore. Naturally, this drives Bobby and Kathy wild . . . And when they get wild, they get really wild!

Includes the bonus story Girls Without Boys. Bobby and Kathy check out a lesbian bar. A sexy cowgirl with a big toy chest takes them home. After a long afternoon of hot all-girl sex, the three women are ready to take the party back to Trav and Rick.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ken James
• Release date: Mar 19, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370153183

Ken James

I was born in Denver and raised in Cheyenne, Wyoming. My first time with another boy was in my early teens. Girls came a few years later.After I graduated from the University of Wyoming, I spent a year as a roadie for a series of rock and roll bands, then moved to Austin to work for a computer company.I started writing in grade school and was a reporter on my junior high and high school papers. My lover (now husband) and I published a gay newspaper in Austin for several years.I've been writing gay and bisexual erotic fiction since 2003.I live in Austin with my husband Wayde.

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Bi-College

By

Ken James

Ken James Fiction

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Copyright © 2018 by Ken James

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, organizations, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, locales, organizations, or events is entirely coincidental. All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

This book is for sale to ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some readers. Please store your files where they cannot be accessed by minors.

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Dedication

Thanks to Wayde, my greatest fan, best friend, and husband, for all his love, enthusiasm, and support.

Contents

1 - Boys Without Girls

2 - Boys With Girls

3 - More Boys Without Girls

4 - Boys With More Girls

Bonus Story - Girls Without Boys

About Ken James

A preview of Touchdown

Other books by Ken James

1 - Boys Without Girls

Rick and I were sitting on the couch in our apartment, contemplating the empty pizza box and Lone Star bottles on the coffee table. There was an action movie on TV. It was about shooting guns and blowing shit up.

Another Saturday night, sitting here at home. Rick grabbed the remote and muted the TV. We might as well not have girlfriends. Want to go hit the bars?

Naw, I'm a couple beers past that. Let's just stay here and get hammered.

Sounds all right, Rick agreed. I took the trash into the kitchen. He was loading the bong when I returned with fresh beers, a bottle of José Quervo, and Texas-sized shot glasses.

I skipped around the channels. The lame action movie was the best thing on. I left the TV muted and turned on the stereo. Uncle Jim told me he and Dad had done that while smoking pot in college. The music, along with the beer, tokes, and shots of Quervo, made the movie a little better.

Travis… Rick always called me Travis, rather than the usual Trav, when he was thoughtful or wasted. …What's happened with Bobby and Kathy? Last year, they were a horny college boy's dream. Now, they just put out enough to keep us on a leash.

Seems like it, I agreed. If they weren't spending all their time together, I'd say they were getting some new cock.

Rick and I were both majoring in Physical Culture and Sports at Texas Methodist University in Austin. We'd been friends since we met in a freshman wrestling class. We were juniors and this was our second year as roommates.

I was a 6' 2", 200 pound, former high school quarterback, with short black hair and brown eyes. He was a little shorter and lighter than me, with a wrestler's build, curly blond hair touching the tops of his ears, and blue eyes.

Bobby and Kathy were best friends. Bobby was working on a Computer Science degree while Kathy was studying communications. Like Rick, Bobby came from Dallas. Kathy lived in Austin with her older brother and his girlfriend. A few weeks after I started dating Bobby, she introduced Kathy to Rick.

Through the fall and spring semesters, the girls were insatiable, grabbing every chance for sex. Sometimes, Bobby and I did it on the fold-out bed in her efficiency apartment, but we liked my double bed a lot better.

Our apartment was the only place Rick and Kathy had. Bobby and I could hear the noises they were making in his room. Kathy's screams drove Bobby wild. Fucking her was like wrestling a panther, with a few less scratches. Rick told me Kathy got just as excited when she heard Bobby.

When the school year ended, I went back to Conner to work in the high school summer athletics program. Rick went home to Dallas. Bobby had a job in Austin and stayed there. She rented a one-bedroom apartment and Kathy moved in with her.

Rick and I knew something had changed when the fall semester started. Bobby and Kathy were usually too busy for us. We were lucky to score once a week.

Rick and I were watching a lot of porn. We each knew what the other was doing. It was the only time we closed our bedroom doors.

That Saturday afternoon, we'd almost finished cleaning the apartment when Bobby called. Yes, she knew it had been over two weeks, but she and Kathy just had to study for the big test on Monday.

We opened our sixth beers and Rick poured our third oversized shot. It's not natural, Travis. Girls have as strong a sex drive as guys. What are they doing with it?

Dunno. I took a sip of whiskey, followed by a swallow of beer. Supercharged vibrators?

I drank more tequila. It went down hard and I choked for a moment. Oh shit, I gasped when I could talk again. They're fucking each other. They live together and sleep in the same bed. What else could be happening?

Rick was staring at me. Do you really think they've turned into dykes? That's a big change for the cock-hungry babes we had last year.

It does sound crazy. I left the beer and shot sitting on the coffee table and looked at the flatscreen. Someone was firing rockets at a building, blowing big chunks out of its glass walls.

Fuck that shit. I switched the flatscreen to our Internet connection and navigated to 21stCenturySex, my favorite porn site. We aren't getting any pussy tonight, but at least we can look at some. I spent a minute browsing the new scenes, then chose one from my favorites. While the video was streaming, I sat back and took another drink.

Jeez, why'd you pick her? Rick complained as a slim figure appeared on the screen, walking across a small yard and stopping beside a weathered park bench. She's a boy!

I laughed. Her name is 'Coco.' Her black hair was as short as a boy's, but everything else was all slender athletic girl with flashing brown eyes and wide lips that invited kissing. A tight top seemed spray-painted over her small perfectly formed breasts. Coco's long legs extended from the world's shortest and tightest blue jean cutoffs down to black spike heels.

Rick looked up from the bong just in time to see her bend over and look directly into the camera. Wow, look at those tits! Rewind that.

Boy, huh? I laughed again as I picked up the remote. I guess you've turned gay.

"I'll be gay to get into those pants."

We watched silently as Coco peeled her top off and dropped it on the bench, showing her swollen dark pink nipples and areolas. She unfastened the cutoffs and casually kicked them away. She wasn't wearing panties.

Coco smiled and faced the camera, naked except for her high heels. She ran her hands down her hairless vulva to her neatly rolled little pussy lips and pulled them open. Her hot pink interior was already glistening with moisture.

Man, look at that snatch, Rick moaned. I glanced over at him. We were both wearing tee-shirts and sweat pants. His hard-on was clearly visible under the soft cloth. My own boner was equally obvious.

Keep watching, I said. Coco turned and began walking away. The camera followed her graceful buttocks and muscular legs as she crossed the lawn to a quilt spread on