My Freshman year roomie, Lochlan started jerking off in front end of me on day one. The first night in the dorm was supposed to be about take out, adjusting, and maybe a fiddling awkward diminished public lecture. Instead, Lochlan dropped his sweatpants to the floor and flopped onto his bed, his muscular inning glowing faintly in the dim Inner Light of the room. His abs flexed as he stretched, and his paw drifted lazily toward his crotch. I froze, my middle locked on him as he wrapped his fingers around his thick, already-hard cock.

This isn't happening, I thought, my heart pounding in my chest. But it was. Lochlan was jerking off right in front of me, his bicep flexing with every cerebrovascular accident. The sound of his hand moving over his shaft filled the elbow room, and I could feel my own cock stirring in my packer. I had never seen anything so explicit, so raw, so… hot.

The room was grim, 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 breath hitched as I watched him, my handwriting unconsciously moving to my own crotch. I couldn't help it. I was too turned on to think full-strength. I had to touch myself.

I pulled my Boxer down just enough to free my tool, which was already leaking with precum. I matched his calendar method, stroking myself in metre with his movements. God, he was Brobdingnagian. My finger's breadth wouldn't even come close to wrapping around his girth. The thought of touching him, of feeling that massive cock in my hand, sent a jolt of electricity through me.

I came first, shooting my encumbrance onto my stomach in messy spirt. I bit my lip to keep from making a sound, my eyes never leaving Lochlan. He didn't even glimpse in my direction, his direction 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 dispose packer and tossed them onto the story, rolling over to catch some Z's as if nothing had happened, flashing me his big, athletic, stripling ass.

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

After the third base Nox in a row of jerking off to a front row nates of the blistering porn 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 things a bit foster and see if he would let me get an even better experience with his cock. That night, when he started his routine, I sat up in bed and turned to him."You need any help with that ?"

I literally could not reckon of any honorable way to set about 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 next to him. Wordlessly, I started jerking off his big hog.

"No one has been this aplomb except my youthful crony,"he said casually.

My fingerbreadth barely went all the way around his meat terminal. He held his telephone set close to his fount as I did my best to blarney a load out of him. He almost came quickly, I could tell by the pulsing and his external respiration getting faster, so I slowed it down just enough to savour the moment. I tugged myself too, and made us cum at about the same metre, 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 body with his dirty underwear 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 blanket. With him facing away, I decided to lick the rest of his cum leftover off my hand. I walked back to my bed in a surreal body politic of blissfulness, and laid down quickly, succumbing to my big, soft blanket.

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"My roommate jerked me off last night,"I heard as I woke up to the sunshine streaming into our dorm.

I wasn't certainly if I had dreamed the speech, until I looked over to our bathroom and saw Lochlan standing there bum naked. Our divided up lavatory connected two suites, and he was talking out the early end to the guy rope in the relate room. Suddenly, I was scared—this big dumb jock had zero inhibitions or cares about privacy. Even if he didn't realize I was super gay for him, now the entourage mates across the lavatory water parting were going to sleep with 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 straight admirer was just that nerveless with jerking him off. He then turned toward the toilet to piss, without closing either of the bathroom doors."

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

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

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

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

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

"shit,"Zack mused."I mean, if he's offering ..."

Lochlan let out a meretricious laugh."Yeah, fashion plate, it's iciness. You should ask him."

I tensed under my cover. 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 defenseless. He leaned against the sink, his muscular anatomy on full moon presentation, and smirked at me in the mirror.

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

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

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

I swallowed hard, my cock already starting to conjure up."Yeah,"I said, my interpreter shaky."I'm willing."

"Alright,"Zack said, stretching his arms over his forefront, which somehow sop up aid down to his turgid cock hanging between his wooden leg."sang-froid. Let's do it after class. I got ta go lift."

That dark, Zack was in my room, sitting on the edge of my bed in just his basketball shorts. Lochlan was lying in his own bed, scrolling on his earphone, completely unfazed. Zack pulled his shorts down, revealing his thick, heavy stopcock. My mouth watered at the visual modality 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 handwriting around his shaft. It was fond, pulsing with lifespan as I began to stroke him. He let out a low groan, his muscles tensing as I worked him."shtup, you're ripe,"he muttered, his head falling back.

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

In a couple of minutes he was squirting a load up into the air, and without thinking I bent down to put my lips on the tip and gather his cum into my sassing. I waited until the last drop 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 nights it was Lochlan, some nights Zack. Sometimes both at once. They were too dumb, too easy going to question it. If I was willing, why wouldn't they take reward of a disembarrass service ?

One Friday night, after a few beers, I had them standing in figurehead 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 shoulder joint and said,"Dude, we should get Kris in on this."

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

My heart raced. kris was the biggest guy in our hall, built like a Hellenic language god, and as dumb as a bag of rocks. If he was down, that meant I was officially the hall's designated cum dump.

By the end of the week, word had spread. The towering fresher linebacker of Dutch people descent named kris, showed up at my door eating away just a towel. His blonde haircloth 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 monolithic cock.

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

Kris stepped forward, and with the door still spread I grabbed him. His hammer already growing in my handwriting. The feeling of his girth, the weightiness of it, sent a chill through me."Go ahead,"he said, his voice deep and commanding."display me what you've got."

I dropped to my knees and wrapped both custody around him, working him with all the accomplishment I'd developed over the yesteryear week. I slobbered on the fat tip, which would never fit inside my mouthpiece, and he groaned, his manus gripping my hair tightly as I stroked him.

"fuck, you're good,"he muttered, his abs flexing as he got closer.

When he came, it was explosive, his cum splashing into my look in thick rophy. I licked my lip, tasting him on my skin, my own hammer 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 smiling, having watched the entire event."aspect like you're the student residence's secret help,"he said.

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

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