My fledgling year roomy, Lochlan started jerking off in movement of me on day one. The first night in the dorm was supposed to be about take out, adjusting, and maybe a fiddling awkward pocket-size talk. Instead, Lochlan dropped his sweat pants to the trading floor and flopped onto his bed, his muscular frame glowing faintly in the dim light of the room. His abs flexed as he stretched, and his hand drifted lazily toward his crotch. I froze, my eyes locked on him as he wrapped his fingers around his midst, already-hard cock.

This isn't happening, I thought, my heart pounding in my chest. But it was. Lochlan was jerking off right field in figurehead of me, his bicep flexing with every stroke. The auditory sensation of his manus moving over his shaft of light filled the room, and I could palpate my own turncock stirring in my pugilist. I had never seen anything so explicit, so raw, so… hot.

The way was dark, but I could see the faint glisten of precum on the tip of his dick. He wasn't hiding it, wasn't even pretending to be discreet. My breather hitched as I watched him, my hand unconsciously moving to my own genitals. I couldn't supporter it. I was too turned on to think straight. I had to touch myself.

I pulled my underdrawers down just enough to free my cock, which was already leaking with precum. I matched his rhythm, stroking myself in time with his movements. God, he was huge. My fingerbreadth wouldn't even come close to wrapping around his cinch. The thought of touching him, of feeling that massive cock in my hand, sent a jounce of electrical energy through me.

I came first, shooting my load onto my breadbasket in messy spurt. I bit my lip to keep from making a sound, my eyes never leaving Lochlan. He didn't even glance in my instruction, his focusing entirely on his own pleasure. Finally, with a low groan, he came, ropes of jizz splashing across his abs. He wiped himself off with his discarded boxers and tossed them onto the trading floor, rolling over to sleep as if nothing had happened, flashing me his big, athletic, stripling ass.

I sat there, still trembling, my own cum cooling on my skin. What the fuck just happened ?

After the one-third Nox in a row of jerking off to a front row buns of the raging erotica I had ever seen, I told him that I could see what he was doing every night.

He looked at me nonchalantly."My brothers always did it in the same room and no one cared."

It struck me then that he was kind of dumb. I wondered if I could campaign matter a bit encourage and see if he would let me get an even better experience with his cock. That night, when he started his procedure, I sat up in bed and turned to him."You need any aid with that ?"

I literally could not recall of any better way to approach it. He barely pondered my offer for a minute."That would be really aplomb, man."

So, I got up out of bed, naked of course, and sat future to him. Wordlessly, I started jerking off his big hog.

"No one has been this cool except my younger sidekick,"he said casually.

My fingers barely went all the way around his pith terminal. He held his phone close to his face as I did my effective to wheedle a payload out of him. He almost came quickly, I could recite by the pulsing and his breathing getting faster, so I slowed it down just enough to love the present moment. I tugged myself too, and made us cum at about the Same prison term, both of us tensing our abs and leaning forward slightly, as he coated my hired man and I squirted onto my tum. I let him go and pass over my hands and body with his dirty underclothing that was sitting there, before he took them from me and cleaned the rest period off himself.

"Thanks,"he muttered quietly before rolling over and falling straight to sleep, showing me his muscular ass again, only half covered with his mantle. With him facing away, I decided to clobber the quietus of his cum remnants off my hand. I walked back to my bed in a surreal state of bliss, and laid down quickly, succumbing to my big, flaccid blanket.

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"My roommate jerked me off hold up nighttime,"I heard as I woke up to the sunlight streaming into our dorm.

I wasn't sure enough if I had dreamed the words, until I looked over to our john and saw Lochlan standing there butt naked. Our divided lav connected two suites, and he was talking out the other end to the guys in the colligate room. Suddenly, I was scared—this big dumb jock had zero inhibition or caution about privacy. Even if he didn't realize I was A-one gay for him, now the suite mates across the bathroom divide were going to know I was a gay guy lusting over my hung roommate.

"Yeah, he just offered. He's not gay so it's cool,"he said. I couldn't believe he didn't realize I was gay. He literally thought a neat ally was just that cool with jerking him off. He then turned toward the toilet to piss, without closing either of the lavatory doors."

This guy is a fucking fauna, I thought to myself, wondering what I had gotten myself into.

I tried not to stare as he got into the shower bath, and then Zack started pissing as well, right in front end of everyone. I guess lack of modesty is contagious, or more commons than I had thought. When Zack was done, he scratched his balls, leaned against the sink, and turned his attention back to Lochlan.

"So, what, he just grabbed your dick ?"Zack asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah,"Lochlan said, his voice casual as he soaped up his stone and then his prick and globe."I was jerking off, and he asked if I wanted service. I was like, for sure, why not ? It was actually kinda nice."

I felt my human face burn, and I quickly turned back into my bed, pretending to still be asleep.

"tinker's damn,"Zack mused."I mean, if he's oblation ..."

Lochlan let out a loud jape."Yeah, gallant, it's chill. You should ask him."

I tensed under my blanket. Did Lochlan just pimp me out ?

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Later that day, I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom—still in my boxers—when Zack walked in, completely raw. He leaned against the sink, his brawny form on full display, and smirked at me in the mirror.

"So, I hear you're the guy to see,"he said, his voice dripping with innuendo.

I nearly choked on my toothpaste."Uh, what ?"

"Lochlan said you're down to help a guy out,"Zack continued, his eyes roaming over my torso."No judgment here, man. I mean, if you're willing…"

I swallowed hard, my putz already starting to stir."Yeah,"I said, my vocalisation shaky."I'm willing."

"Alright,"Zack said, stretching his weapons system over his head, which somehow soak up tending down to his heavy turncock hanging between his pegleg."Cool. Let's do it after class. I got ta go lift."

That Night, Zack was in my elbow room, sitting on the edge of my bed in just his basketball boxers. Lochlan was lying in his own bed, scrolling on his phone, completely unfazed. Zack pulled his shorts down, revealing his thick, heavy cock. My lip watered at the mint of it, and I could smell out a day of musk emanating from its masculine, college jock surface.

"Let's see what you got,"he said, leaning back on his elbows.

I reached out, wrapping my hand around his shaft. It was affectionate, pulsing with life story as I began to stroke him. He let out a low groan, his brawn tensing as I worked him."Fuck, you're skillful,"he muttered, his head falling back.

I smirked, my hand moving faster, my own putz hard and aching in my packer. Zack's breathing grew ragged, his rosehip thrusting into my hand."Yeah, just like that,"he moaned, his abs flexing as he got closer.

In a dyad of minutes he was squirting a load up into the air, and without thinking I bent down to put my sass on the tip and gather his cum into my mouth. I waited until the last drop was milked onto my tongue.

When I looked up at him he had a furrowed forehead, looking at me confused.

I just shrugged."Saves the mess."

Lochlan rolled over, glancing at me with a smirk."Told you he'd be into it."

From then on, it became a fixture matter. Some dark it was Lochlan, some nights Zack. Sometimes both at once. They were too dumb, too sluttish going to call into question it. If I was willing, why wouldn't they take advantage of a gratuitous servicing ?

One Fri night, after a few beers, I had them standing in front man of me naked as I made out with the header of Lochlan's cock while jerking off Zack. He threw an arm around Lochlan's articulatio humeri and said,"buster, we should get Kris in on this."

Lochlan grinned."Oh son of a bitch. Yeah. He's always saying he never gets enough action."

My heart raced. Kris was the crowing guy in our dorm, built like a Greek god, and as dense as a bag of rock candy. If he was down, that meant I was officially the dorm's designated cum dump.

By the end of the workweek, word had spread. The towering Freshman linebacker of Dutch people descent named kris, showed up at my door wearing just a towel. His blonde hair was dripping with sweat, and he was clearly headed to the showers.

"So, I hear you're the guy to see,"he said, dropping the towel to reveal his massive cock.

I could barely contain my excitement."Yeah,"I said, my voice trembling."Let's see what I can do for you."

creese stepped forward, and with the door still open I grabbed him. His tool already growing in my hand. The feeling of his girth, the weight of it, sent a rush through me."Go ahead,"he said, his voice deep and commanding."show me what you've got."

I dropped to my knees and wrapped both deal around him, working him with all the skill I'd developed over the past times week. I slobbered on the fat tip, which would never fit inside my mouth, and he groaned, his work force gripping my hair tightly as I stroked him.

"Fuck, you're in effect,"he muttered, his abs flexing as he got closer.

When he came, it was explosive, his cum splashing into my face in thick ropes. I licked my lips, tasting him on my pelt, my own cock throbbing with demand.

"Thanks, man,"he said, pulling the towel back on and heading out the door.

As I lay there, covered in his cum, Lochlan glanced over at me with a grin, having watched the entire effect."spirit like you're the dorm's mystical service,"he said.

I smirked, my hand drifting to my own cock while locking eyes with him."Looks like I am."

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But then, a random guy from the party stepped toward me, some giving upperclassman with big arms, and he stretched out his hands to transfix my berm, easing me into what was about to amount. I felt crease button into me from behind, his thickness stretching me slowly, but widely.

"You're gon na feel this tomorrow,"my new friend in front of me muttered, his voice rough with amusement.

Kris's poke started gently, but as soon as he felt the wet warmth within me, they became relentless, his turncock stretching me out and smacking all my organ around. I think I could literally sense him pushing my stomach outward .