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CJ in San Diego, Part 10
"So did you tell CJ that you have the hots for him?", Justin asked me.
"Are you crazy?!?"
"You know, you need to come out of your shell more. If you're attracted to CJ, just tell him! The worst thing that could happen is that he turns you down."
"Actually, the worst thing that could happen is that he beats the crap out of me...didn't you just see his workout on the rings? He could probably beat me up with one hand tied behind his back!"
Justin thought that over for a minute. "Yeah, I guess you're right. In fact, CJ could probably beat you up with BOTH hands tied behind his back!"
"HEY!", I punched him in the shoulder.
Justin just laughed in response, but then his face became serious again: "Well, would you like me to let him know that you're gay? Or are you going to stay in the closet forever?"
"Hmmm. I've been thinking about that. But I kinda feel like I should wait until at least the end of this semester, when I'll move out of CJ's room and on to the Engineering floor. After all, CJ already hates having me as his roommate because I'm a nerd, imagine how he would feel about me being a GAY nerd! Besides, no offense Justin, but jocks are not usually known as the most gay-friendly group. I just think there'd be less chance of a problem if I came out while living among a bunch of Engineering geeks".
"Wow, Eric, I guess us straight guys just never give much thought to how difficult it is for you gay guys. I mean, if I see a hot girl, I can always flirt with her to see if she's interested. As long as she doesn't have a boyfriend, not too much will happen to me...other than she might throw her drink in my face". He laughed.
"Yeah, it's a little different for us. I mean, imagine if you were gay. Would you feel comfortable making a pass at your roommate?"
"Big Dave? He's a total pussycat, despite his size. But yeah, I see your point. If he took it the wrong way, he's big enough that he could wreck your whole day".
"Yes, and that's my problem: I like the built guys. If I was attracted to the skinny, 95 pound weaklings, I might be tempted to take my chances since I`m bigger than they are. But I like the jocks, many of whom are stronger than I am. And on top of that, they tend to hang out in groups. So even if he himself is not too upset about a gay guy being attracted to him, he might feel he has to do something in front of his buddies to prove his macho manhood".
"So you like the built guys, huh?" Justin pondered that for a moment, then (with a devilish grin on his face) he asked: "So did you ever jack off thinking about me?"
I felt my face turn bright red, as I thought about the shower scene (see Part 4), as well as some other occasions where I`d spanked the monkey with thoughts of Justin's hot body on my mind.
Justin took one look at me and then laughed out loud: "Busted! Damn, you're turning red!"
Just then, CJ walked up, returning from his shower. "What did you bust him with?", he asked.
"Oh, we were just talking about some of his sexual escapades back home. Eric is not as innocent as he seems!"
"Oh", CJ scowled. "Well, I'm hungry, wanna grab a bite?"
Justin replied: "Yeah, come on Eric!"
At dinner, Justin and CJ spent most of the time talking about sports, while I spent most of the time checking out the two hot studs. It was kind of amazing: here I was, just an average engineering student, sitting at the table with a gorgeous baseball player and a built, butch gymnast. Both of them dressed in shorts and a tanktop, which gave me the opportunity to ogle the studly shoulders and arms that they used in their favorite sports. Yum! Just a week ago, I would have never thought I would be in this position! If things kept going like this, I was really going to enjoy my semester on the Jock Floor...
I was brought back to my senses when CJ looked straight at me and exclaimed: "WHAT!?!? What the fuck are you staring at me for? Fucking weirdo!"
I turned bright red and started stammering, desperately trying to find an explanation for why I would be looking at him so much. Thank god Justin spoke up just then: "Are you trying to make out CJ's tattoo? It's pretty intricate. Look, there's a tropical island here, rising up out of the sea. Then this purple and yellow is a scuba diver, with a red facemask. Here's the arm of an octopus, and here.." (at this point CJ bent and turned his arm so Justin could point it out) "...is a starfish. Cool, isn't it? And it`s not even complete yet. CJ is thinking about adding more". And with that, CJ and Justin started discussing CJ's plans for a matching sleeve tattoo on his other arm. Whew! It looked like Justin had successfully drawn CJ's attention away from me. But I'd have to be a lot more careful from now on!
After dinner, I spent some time studying while CJ and Justin hung out at the lounge. After about two hours, I gave up on the books and got ready for bed. I had barely crawled under the covers when CJ barged in. Fifteen minutes later, CJ was all ready for bed as well. He dumped his clothes into a pile on the floor, turned the light off and (now naked) slipped into his bed. Almost immediately, he grabbed his dick and started jacking off. Damn, having been caught earlier in the evening staring at CJ, there was no way I could take the risk of looking at him now. So I groaned in faked disgust (which was completely ignored by CJ) and rolled away from him, staring at the wall instead. Of course I could still hear everything, which meant I soon had a throbbing boner myself. The whacking sound went faster and faster, and was soon joined by CJ's moans. Damn, he seemed to be getting into it even more than last time! Back then, he had grunted a bit, but now there were full, deep moans! DAMN it made me horny! Finally his breathing became irregular, I could hear his bed shake, and from his strangled moan I knew he had just shot his load! Shit, I wished I could have seen it!
Forty-five minutes later, I was still wide awake and I had the worst case of blue balls. I was too scared by the day's events to walk over to the sleeping CJ and jack off all over his body again, but I was too horny to just fall asleep. Finally, I slipped out of bed, quietly retrieved the gymnast uni that CJ had worn during his ring workout from his bag , and slid back in my bed. I brought the sweaty uni up to my face and started jacking my cock, while thinking about CJ's tattoo. Damn, the way that hunky Justin had his hands all over CJ's arm while showing off the tattoo to me was so fucking hot! A VERY handsome, nicely built baseball player grabbing the muscular arm of a tattooed gymnast stud, fuck it was the stuff that gay fantasies were made of! When I started thinking about the uni, skintight on CJ's body while he powered his way through his awesome ring workout, and then pictured CJ's sweaty, bare upper body immediately after the workout, I groaned and my cum rained down on my chest and abs. FUCK it was hot! After catching my breath for a while, I stuffed CJ's uni under my pillow and went to sleep, breathing in CJ's smell all night long.