Note: All events here are true. Names are not mentioned to protect identity of those involved besides me. Everyone in the story is over 18 years old and if you have a problem with the content, then you shouldn't be at this web-site. For all those looking for this kind of stuff, I hope you like it.
As finals grow closer, study time increases greatly. That is no exception for me. But this study weekend was one I'll never forget. Let me tell you about myself. I'm what I'd call fairly good looking, while not exactly `built', I like to think I have an overall well conditioned body, due to natural metabolism, working out, and eating as well as a college kid can. Being about 6'4", with blond hair and green eyes, I like to think I'm cute too. Although I've never done anything with another guy, I've always admitted curiosity to myself and said if I was in the situation, I'd go for it. Now, though, I'm trying to initiate the situation. Why now? I have this roommate. He was my roommate last year and this year we share a common room with four other guys, but our double is just us. Over a year and I half, I've come to regard him as my best friend, and I deeply care for the guy. One day I realized that if anything were to happen between me and a guy, I wanted it to be him. He's 6 feet tall. Curly medium brown hair. A great smile. He has a more muscular build than I do because of high school athletics.
Yesterday we decide to pull an all-nighter. He's never done that, so although I found it strange for him to suggest it, I decided, what the hell. We stayed in the library, trying to work. It was well after 2 am and I wasn't getting much done. He asked if we should take a break, and I said we should walk to the boat house on the lake in an hour. He agreed and we got back to work. An hour later, the library was almost deserted and we felt fine leaving our stuff in a small study room where it would be safe and secure.
The lake was a 10 minute walk, and it was kinda of cold out, but neither of us said anything about the cold. We reached the lake and sat down at the boat house. He then reminds me of my suggestion that we go to the boathouse and strip to wake us up. I had been joking when I said it, but he proceeds to take off his pants. Not to be outdone, I remove my jeans, leaving on some boxers. He asks if I'd like to walk around the lake without pants. I tell him I'm fine with it, but that's cause boxers are pretty much shorts. He had been wearing briefs. He then says that it shouldn't matter cause his briefs have been on the ground with his jeans for the last five minutes.
I'm kind of surprised, but say nothing. His flannel was long enough to cover him, so I hadn't noticed. He then laughs and says he has a crazy idea. I follow him to the fenced off beach and we find our way around the fence and out onto the diving platform/dock in the lake. He proceeds to take off all of his clothing and do this little dance. It was really funny actually, but I was surprised at his sudden exhibitionism. Never in a year in a half had I ever seen him naked. Now he was showing himself to the lake and anyone nearby (even though it was nearly 4 and most people were asleep.) I was still in boxers, shirt and coat. He said he had done what he came to do and we went back to the boat house. We stood and talked for a while and I decided that I was going to take off my clothes too. I did. I didn't go out and dance on a dock, but I stood there. As I did this he commented how he was cold, except for his dick. I told him it was all the blood that was there. I told him, jokingly that he could keep his hand warm by stroking himself. To further the explanation, I started slowly pulling on my cock. He kind of let out a laugh and smiled. Probably thought I was crazy. I told him it was starting to feel good and he should join me. I sat down and he sat about four feet from me and we started jacking off. All the while we're talking about how often the other does this, when, where, what techniques. It was really the strangest conversation I've ever had with him, and under the strangest conditions. I was getting off pretty well and was gonna cum when he said that it was cold and we should finish in the room.
So we stop, get up and dress and high tail it home. He dials up some internet porn to get himself in the mood, while I, still hard from just having jacked off with my best friend, outside no less, needed nothing but some quick strokes to finish the job.
I considered finishing before him and then offering to help, but decided to finish at the same time and let him do all the work himself. As he picked up the pace, I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, pulling in every feeling of pleasure I was getting right then. Grabbing a nearby sock from my drawer, I encased my dick with it and let out some soft moans as I came, shooting gob after gob of my cum into the sock. Coming down off my self-induced high, I zipped up as he did, packed some more books up, and we headed back to the library, a good hour and a half after our break for fresh air started.
We're going back to the library tonight for another all nighter, maybe I can get him to take another break. I sure could use it.
Any comments or questions welcomed. I'm still new at relaying my experiences to an audience, and would appreciate any thoughts on my story. -Ron