My Freshman yr roommate, Lochlan started jerking off in front of me on day one. The initiative night in the residence hall was supposed to be about unpacking, adjusting, and maybe a footling awkward small-scale talk. Instead, Lochlan dropped his sweatpants to the floor and flopped onto his bed, his powerful form glowing faintly in the dim visible radiation 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 thick, already-hard cock.

This isn't happening, I thought, my philia throbbing in my pectus. But it was. Lochlan was jerking off right in presence of me, his bicep flexing with every throw. The audio of his hand moving over his shaft filled the room, and I could feel my own prick stirring in my boxershorts. I had never seen anything so explicit, so raw, so… hot.

The way was dark, but I could see the faint sparkle of precum on the tip of his cock. He wasn't hiding it, wasn't even pretending to be discreet. My hint hitched as I watched him, my paw unconsciously moving to my own fork. I couldn't help it. I was too turned on to think straight. I had to touch myself.

I pulled my boxers down just enough to unfreeze my turncock, which was already leaking with precum. I matched his regular recurrence, stroking myself in time with his movements. God, he was immense. My finger's breadth wouldn't even come close to wrapping around his girth. The thought of touching him, of feeling that monolithic peter in my script, sent a jolt of electricity through me.

I came first, shooting my onus onto my venter in messy jet. I bit my lip to keep from making a sound, my eyes never leaving Lochlan. He didn't even glance in my direction, his focus entirely on his own delight. Finally, with a low groan, he came, roach of jizz splashing across his abs. He wiped himself off with his thrown-away boxer and tossed them onto the floor, rolling over to sleep as if zilch had happened, flashing me his big, acrobatic, stripling ass.

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

After the third night in a row of jerking off to a front row tail end of the hottest porno 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 variety of dumb. I wondered if I could push thing a bit further and see if he would let me get an even improve experience with his rooster. That Nox, when he started his number, I sat up in bed and turned to him."You need any assistance with that ?"

I literally could not think of any better way to approach it. He barely pondered my offer for a moment."That would be really cool, 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 young comrade,"he said casually.

My fingers barely went all the way around his meat pole. He held his earpiece close to his aspect as I did my topper to coax a load out of him. He almost came quickly, I could tell by the pulsing and his respiration getting faster, so I slowed it down just enough to enjoy the second. I tugged myself too, and made us cum at about the same clock time, both of us tensing our abs and leaning forward slightly, as he coated my hand and I squirted onto my tummy. I let him go and wiped my hands and organic structure with his dirty underwear that was sitting there, before he took them from me and cleaned the rest off himself.

"Thanks,"he muttered quietly before rolling over and falling straight to sleep, showing me his muscular ass again, only one-half covered with his cover. With him facing away, I decided to cream the rest of his cum remnants off my hand. I walked back to my bed in a phantasmagoric res publica of bliss, and laid down quickly, succumbing to my big, flabby blanket.

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"My roomy jerked me off live on Night,"I heard as I woke up to the sunshine streaming into our dorm.

I wasn't sure if I had dreamed the Son, until I looked over to our bathroom and saw Lochlan standing there prat naked. Our shared can connected two suites, and he was talking out the other end to the guys in the connected elbow room. Suddenly, I was scared—this big dumb jock had zero prohibition or charge about privacy. Even if he didn't realize I was tops gay for him, now the suite mates across the privy 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 heterosexual person friend was just that sang-froid with jerking him off. He then turned toward the privy to wee, without closing either of the toilet doors."

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

I tried not to stare as he got into the rain shower, and then Zack started pissing as well, right in social movement of everyone. I guess lack of modestness is contagious, or Thomas More commons than I had thought. When Zack was done, he scratched his clump, leaned against the sink, and turned his attention back to Lochlan.

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

"Yeah,"Lochlan said, his articulation casual as he soaped up his endocarp and then his gumshoe and globe."I was jerking off, and he asked if I wanted help. I was like, for certain, why not ? It was actually kinda nice."

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

"shucks,"Zack mused."I mean, if he's offer ..."

Lochlan let out a loud gag."Yeah, dude, 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 tooth in the bathroom—still in my boxers—when Zack walked in, completely raw. He leaned against the sink, his mesomorphic frame on total display, and smirked at me in the mirror.

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

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

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

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

"Alright,"Zack said, stretching his arms over his head, which somehow pull attention down to his prominent cock hanging between his legs."cool. Let's do it after course of study. I got ta go lift."

That Night, Zack was in my way, sitting on the edge of my bed in just his basketball short. Lochlan was lying in his own bed, scrolling on his phone, completely unfazed. Zack pulled his shorts down, revealing his thick, heavy cock. My sassing watered at the pile of it, and I could smell 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 rotating shaft. It was warm, pulsing with life as I began to stroke him. He let out a low moan, his muscles tensing as I worked him."nooky, you're right,"he muttered, his promontory falling back.

I smirked, my bridge player moving faster, my own cock hard and aching in my pugilist. Zack's external respiration grew ragged, his rose hip thrusting into my hand."Yeah, just like that,"he moaned, his abs flexing as he got closer.

In a pair of minute of arc he was squirting a payload up into the air, and without thinking I bent down to put my lips on the tip and gather his cum into my rima oris. I waited until the last dip was milked onto my tongue.

When I looked up at him he had a furrowed eyebrow, 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 regular thing. Some Night it was Lochlan, some nights Zack. Sometimes both at once. They were too dull, too sluttish going to question it. If I was leave, why wouldn't they take reward of a relinquish servicing ?

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

Lochlan grinned."Oh shit. Yeah. He's always saying he never gets enough action."

My affection raced. kris was the biggest guy in our dorm, built like a Greek god, and as dumb 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 lineage named creese, showed up at my room access wearing just a towel. His blonde whisker was dripping with sweat, and he was clearly headed to the exhibitor.

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

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

Kris stepped forward, and with the door still open I grabbed him. His cock already growing in my hand. The feeling of his cinch, the weight of it, sent a thrill through me."Go ahead,"he said, his spokesperson deep and commanding."display me what you've got."

I dropped to my knees and wrapped both hands around him, working him with all the skill I'd developed over the past tense workweek. I slobbered on the fat tip, which would never fit inside my mouth, and he groaned, his hand gripping my whisker tightly as I stroked him.

"screwing, you're good,"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 back talk, tasting him on my cutis, my own peter throbbing with need.

"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 intact event."looking at like you're the dorm's occult table service,"he said.

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

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

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

Kris's thrusts started gently, but as soon as he felt the wet warmness within me, they became relentless, his dick stretching me out and smacking all my electric organ around. I think I could literally finger him pushing my venter outward .