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At the end of my Freshmen year, I entered the dormitory lottery for a dorm room for the upcoming sophomore year. All incoming Freshmen were guaranteed on-campus housing, so everyone else that wanted on-campus housing had to enter the lottery and be subjected to the luck of the draw. I opted to enter the lottery without a preferred roommate, since I thought that one of the benefits of dormitory housing and college life was meeting and getting to know new and different people.
During the lottery, my name was called and I was able to secure a room. I had chosen a room on the third floor of my dorm since it was one of the larger rooms available and was on a co-ed floor. I also signed up to be a group leader during Freshmen orientation week, primarily because it meant that I could return to college a week early, get settled into the dorm, and get out of my parents' house.
I had settled into my room on Friday, and then spent both Friday and Saturday night partying with some of my college buds. On Sunday, I had to be downstairs at 8:00 a.m. ready to help the incoming Freshmen move in. Damn, it was a bitch to get up that early! I got hammered on Saturday night and didn't get to sleep until late. I was running a little late, so I left the room in a hurry... I wouldn't realize until much later Sunday afternoon what the consequences of that would be.
I had been helping several Freshmen move in. It was 95 degrees with high humidity in the mid-August North Carolina sun, and this was during the mid-80's when dormitory housing on my campus did not have AC. Needless to say, I had shed my shirt long ago, as had many of the other group leaders, the Freshmen, and their dads. I had just finished helping the dad of a hot chick named Beth carry the last of her belongings to the third floor. I was hoping to get a chance to chat with her more, but she and her father quickly said goodbye and headed off for lunch. The next person that I saw needing help was a shirtless, toned and tanned guy, whose name I learned was Marcus. I grabbed a large box from the back of his car and followed him toward his room. My eyes were focused on his tight ass all the way up the stairs to the third floor. I followed him down the hall and he turned into my room. "Shit...this stud must be my roommate," I thought.
As we entered the room, I realized my early morning fuck-up. I knew that my roommate would be arriving, but I had left my computer on with my screensaver scrolling across the monitor. I had built a screen saver of people that I thought were sexy, clothed and naked, male and female. I was hoping to break the fact that I was bi to my roommate a little differently.
As we were sitting the boxes down, I noticed that some of Marcus' belongings were already there. He had already been to the room and I was sure that he'd seen the screen saver. "My roommate has some interesting tastes," Marcus commented as he nodded toward the computer. "Do you know who he is? I haven't met him yet."
"Actually, it's me." I replied. "I'm here as a group leader for orientation so I was able to move in a couple of days ago. I hope my screen saver didn't offend you."
"I'm not offended. The pics I saw looked pretty sexy, so I can see why you picked them. Are you bisexual?"
"Yes...but I promise I won't molest you! This wasn't exactly how I planned to tell you, but I fucked up and left the computer on this morning!"
"It's ok. I'm not a homophobe. I'm straight, but I have some gay friends, and I've jerked off with some of my straight friends."
I offered him a beer from the fridge. Then, we proceeded to go through the normal introductory series of questions... where you are from, what's your major, do you have a girlfriend, what are your hobbies, etc. I learned during these few minutes that Marcus had a girlfriend who was also a Freshmen in college, but was six hours away at another school. He wasn't sure how he would handle the long-distance relationship, since he said that he was always horny and she was always willing to "put out." He was unpacking some porn videos and a couple of Playboy's and Hustler's. "One of the coolest things that I was looking forward to about dorm life was that I can watch porn, look at porn magazines, and drink without concern about my parents walking in on me."
We made a couple more trips to his car to get the rest of his stuff. As we were doing so, we were discussing possible "rules" for the room. He brought up the issue of ground-rules, but I had some ideas based on what worked the year before for my roommate and me. We discussed how to inform each other that we were in the room with someone and wanted some privacy, study times, etc. He didn't seem offended yet, so during this conversation (once we were in our room) I threw out there the fact that I usually slept naked and that I hoped that this didn't offend him. He surprisingly said that he was ok with that, and that he would probably sleep naked as well until the heat wave broke. I explained to him that I usually hung out in the room in my boxer briefs due to the heat as well. I told him that this was something that he'd get used to quickly. We were in a co-ed dorm with hallway bath and shower rooms. The guys and girls both typically would walk to the shower wearing either a towel or their underwear. I told him that it was pretty common the year before (my Freshmen year) for some of my hall mates to visit my room, or vice versa, wearing only their underwear, due to the fact that this was what they were wearing while studying and they wanted to take a break.
I offered him another beer and poured us each a shot of Jager to toast the beginning of a great school year. After we drank the shot, he plugged in a porn video and kicked back on the sofa. Again, realizing his newly found independence, he reminded me that his parents wouldn't be around to prevent his watching porn. As we were continuing to get to know each other, asking probing questions and establishing early-fall ground rules, we each were sitting glancing at the porn drinking out beer. As the conversation progressed, the questions got more personal. The next scene on the video was a threesome with two men (not making contact with each other, though). I told him how hot I thought the scene was and that, if he was into it and things deteriorated with his girlfriend, maybe we'd be lucky enough to do this together sometime. I was rubbing my now-hard cock through my shorts and making no effort to hide it.
By the end of the scene, he was stroking himself through his shorts and underwear. As I noticed this, I also noticed that both of our beers were empty, so I went to the fridge to get another. As I returned to my seat, I made it a point to make sure that my hard dick was tenting in my shorts when I handed him his beer, confident that he would notice.
After popping open my beer, I reached down and pulled my hard cock through the top of my shorts. "Another benefit of dorm life is that you can also jerk off when you want and your parents won't walk in on you." Without saying a word, he pulled his dick out of his shorts and continued stroking. "Damn, you've got a big dick," I said. "How could your girlfriend go to school so far away from that?" He replied with a laugh, but made no effort to cover himself up and hide.
As the next scene started, I began jerking more frantically. I wanted to blow my load first so that hopefully I'd see him shoot his. I thought if he saw me cum that he wouldn't try to hide or conceal his. A few minutes later, I was shooting cum across my chest, and Marcus followed suit a few minutes later. I tossed him a towel to wipe himself off. "I guess the rest of the year will be a piece of cake. Guys are usually embarrassed about masturbating and proud of their sexual conquests. So, usually, if a roommate walks in while his roomie is fucking his girlfriend, they don't think anything of it...say sorry, close the door, and life goes on. If they get caught jerking off, though, it gets all weird for a long time. But, we've already watched each other jerk off, so the next time, it won't be a big deal. I think we both realize that young studs are going to jerk off if there's nobody around to fuck."
"That couldn't be more true. I jerk off once or twice a day when my girlfriend isn't around to service me, so I certainly won't give you a hard time when you jerk off."
"Cool...It looks like this is going to be a pretty fun-filled year. I'm looking forward to being your roommate this year, Marcus..."
To be continued...
During the lottery, my name was called and I was able to secure a room. I had chosen a room on the third floor of my dorm since it was one of the larger rooms available and was on a co-ed floor. I also signed up to be a group leader during Freshmen orientation week, primarily because it meant that I could return to college a week early, get settled into the dorm, and get out of my parents' house.
I had settled into my room on Friday, and then spent both Friday and Saturday night partying with some of my college buds. On Sunday, I had to be downstairs at 8:00 a.m. ready to help the incoming Freshmen move in. Damn, it was a bitch to get up that early! I got hammered on Saturday night and didn't get to sleep until late. I was running a little late, so I left the room in a hurry... I wouldn't realize until much later Sunday afternoon what the consequences of that would be.
I had been helping several Freshmen move in. It was 95 degrees with high humidity in the mid-August North Carolina sun, and this was during the mid-80's when dormitory housing on my campus did not have AC. Needless to say, I had shed my shirt long ago, as had many of the other group leaders, the Freshmen, and their dads. I had just finished helping the dad of a hot chick named Beth carry the last of her belongings to the third floor. I was hoping to get a chance to chat with her more, but she and her father quickly said goodbye and headed off for lunch. The next person that I saw needing help was a shirtless, toned and tanned guy, whose name I learned was Marcus. I grabbed a large box from the back of his car and followed him toward his room. My eyes were focused on his tight ass all the way up the stairs to the third floor. I followed him down the hall and he turned into my room. "Shit...this stud must be my roommate," I thought.
As we entered the room, I realized my early morning fuck-up. I knew that my roommate would be arriving, but I had left my computer on with my screensaver scrolling across the monitor. I had built a screen saver of people that I thought were sexy, clothed and naked, male and female. I was hoping to break the fact that I was bi to my roommate a little differently.
As we were sitting the boxes down, I noticed that some of Marcus' belongings were already there. He had already been to the room and I was sure that he'd seen the screen saver. "My roommate has some interesting tastes," Marcus commented as he nodded toward the computer. "Do you know who he is? I haven't met him yet."
"Actually, it's me." I replied. "I'm here as a group leader for orientation so I was able to move in a couple of days ago. I hope my screen saver didn't offend you."
"I'm not offended. The pics I saw looked pretty sexy, so I can see why you picked them. Are you bisexual?"
"Yes...but I promise I won't molest you! This wasn't exactly how I planned to tell you, but I fucked up and left the computer on this morning!"
"It's ok. I'm not a homophobe. I'm straight, but I have some gay friends, and I've jerked off with some of my straight friends."
I offered him a beer from the fridge. Then, we proceeded to go through the normal introductory series of questions... where you are from, what's your major, do you have a girlfriend, what are your hobbies, etc. I learned during these few minutes that Marcus had a girlfriend who was also a Freshmen in college, but was six hours away at another school. He wasn't sure how he would handle the long-distance relationship, since he said that he was always horny and she was always willing to "put out." He was unpacking some porn videos and a couple of Playboy's and Hustler's. "One of the coolest things that I was looking forward to about dorm life was that I can watch porn, look at porn magazines, and drink without concern about my parents walking in on me."
We made a couple more trips to his car to get the rest of his stuff. As we were doing so, we were discussing possible "rules" for the room. He brought up the issue of ground-rules, but I had some ideas based on what worked the year before for my roommate and me. We discussed how to inform each other that we were in the room with someone and wanted some privacy, study times, etc. He didn't seem offended yet, so during this conversation (once we were in our room) I threw out there the fact that I usually slept naked and that I hoped that this didn't offend him. He surprisingly said that he was ok with that, and that he would probably sleep naked as well until the heat wave broke. I explained to him that I usually hung out in the room in my boxer briefs due to the heat as well. I told him that this was something that he'd get used to quickly. We were in a co-ed dorm with hallway bath and shower rooms. The guys and girls both typically would walk to the shower wearing either a towel or their underwear. I told him that it was pretty common the year before (my Freshmen year) for some of my hall mates to visit my room, or vice versa, wearing only their underwear, due to the fact that this was what they were wearing while studying and they wanted to take a break.
I offered him another beer and poured us each a shot of Jager to toast the beginning of a great school year. After we drank the shot, he plugged in a porn video and kicked back on the sofa. Again, realizing his newly found independence, he reminded me that his parents wouldn't be around to prevent his watching porn. As we were continuing to get to know each other, asking probing questions and establishing early-fall ground rules, we each were sitting glancing at the porn drinking out beer. As the conversation progressed, the questions got more personal. The next scene on the video was a threesome with two men (not making contact with each other, though). I told him how hot I thought the scene was and that, if he was into it and things deteriorated with his girlfriend, maybe we'd be lucky enough to do this together sometime. I was rubbing my now-hard cock through my shorts and making no effort to hide it.
By the end of the scene, he was stroking himself through his shorts and underwear. As I noticed this, I also noticed that both of our beers were empty, so I went to the fridge to get another. As I returned to my seat, I made it a point to make sure that my hard dick was tenting in my shorts when I handed him his beer, confident that he would notice.
After popping open my beer, I reached down and pulled my hard cock through the top of my shorts. "Another benefit of dorm life is that you can also jerk off when you want and your parents won't walk in on you." Without saying a word, he pulled his dick out of his shorts and continued stroking. "Damn, you've got a big dick," I said. "How could your girlfriend go to school so far away from that?" He replied with a laugh, but made no effort to cover himself up and hide.
As the next scene started, I began jerking more frantically. I wanted to blow my load first so that hopefully I'd see him shoot his. I thought if he saw me cum that he wouldn't try to hide or conceal his. A few minutes later, I was shooting cum across my chest, and Marcus followed suit a few minutes later. I tossed him a towel to wipe himself off. "I guess the rest of the year will be a piece of cake. Guys are usually embarrassed about masturbating and proud of their sexual conquests. So, usually, if a roommate walks in while his roomie is fucking his girlfriend, they don't think anything of it...say sorry, close the door, and life goes on. If they get caught jerking off, though, it gets all weird for a long time. But, we've already watched each other jerk off, so the next time, it won't be a big deal. I think we both realize that young studs are going to jerk off if there's nobody around to fuck."
"That couldn't be more true. I jerk off once or twice a day when my girlfriend isn't around to service me, so I certainly won't give you a hard time when you jerk off."
"Cool...It looks like this is going to be a pretty fun-filled year. I'm looking forward to being your roommate this year, Marcus..."
To be continued...
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