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CJ in San Diego, Part 2
After my game of pool with Justin (which I won by the way!), I went back to my room. Opening the door, the first thing I saw was CJ doing pushups between the beds. Shirtless of course, with sweat pouring off him. I went over to my bed and started unpacking my gear, but seeing the sweat glistening on CJ's body and smelling his sweat and hearing his grunts as he exercised made it hard to concentrate on anything other than how horny I was. Damn, how was I ever going to get through this semester without letting CJ know I had the hots for his body? I was ready to blow all over my shorts right now! CJ grumbled something under his breath, got up off the floor, dropped his shorts (ooooh that ass!), pulled on his gymnast's uni and a pair of sweats, and headed out the door. I immediately ripped off my shirt, shorts and briefs, lay down on my bed, grabbed my rockhard dick, and spewed a thick load that splattered all over my chest! Spent, I licked up my cum, made my way over to the showers to clean up, then went out for lunch. After lunch, I decided to look through my books, to see what was in store for me in the next semester. An hour or so later CJ walked into the room again. Seeing me sit at my desk, reading my school books, he grumbled, but I couldn't make out what he said. He ripped off his sweats and sweat-soaked uni (just throwing them on the floor in a pile), put on a jock and some shorts and on the way out he snorted: "Goddamn, the classes haven't even started yet and already you're acting like a fucking bookworm! Get a fucking life!"
Well, I did: as soon as the door closed, I grabbed his uni, ripped off my clothes, fell back on CJ's bed, smothered my face in the sweat soaked and heavenly smelling Lycra and jacking furiously, I managed yet another impressive spurt of cum. I carefully placed the uni back where it came from, cleaned the cum off my abs as best as I could and headed for the showers again. Damn, if I spent much more time around CJ, I would be the cleanest guy in San Diego!
I got dressed again and spent the rest of the day exploring the campus. Leaving our residence hall, I spent some time at Smith Field, watching the baseball players do their thing (drool! Damn, was I glad I was in sunny San Diego, with lots of shirtless guys around!). I actually met some of the guys who were playing ball, they seemed pretty cool (although I declined the offer to join them. I didnt want to embarrass myself in front of them, since they actually lived (surprise!) on the same floor I did!). Since I didnt want to make it too obvious that I was scoping them out, I continued my tour past the gymnasium and the Cox Arena (I love that name! LOL!). Taking a left, I found the open air theater and ended up at the Love Library (damn, did the guys naming buildings at SDSU do this on purpose?). I spent some time at the library and the Infodome until I remembered CJs comment about me being a bookworm. Hey, I cant help it. I just love to read! But I walked on, across the grass, and ended up at the Business Administration & Mathematics building. Aha! So this was where Justin would be spending a lot of his time! After some daydreaming about the blue-eyed stud, I followed Aztec Circle Drive up and found the Engineering buildings. By this time, I was tired of walking and I was definitely getting hungry, so I went over to the West Commons area to satisfy my craving for Taco Bell. A Mexican pizza did the trick.
Getting back to Chappy Hall (my residence hall), I heard loud laughter coming from my room. When I opened the door, Justin was sitting on my bed with CJ on his own, and both were nearly doubled up with laughter. CJ's laugh stopped the moment he spotted me, though. Justin, on the other hand, was still guffawing: "Hey Eric! Ha ha! Hows it going, man! Oh man, you just missed a great story from CJ. Um, is it alright that Im sitting on your bed?", he asked, still laughing.
"Yeah, sure Justin."
Justin waved me over to sit next to him. "Come here, CJ just told me the best story about a guy in the gym this morning. Come on, CJ, tell Eric about that guy."
But CJs smile was gone. "Nah, man, I just told that story, I dont want to have to tell it again. Come on, Justin, let`s go play some b-ball", and he got up off his bed.
Justin draped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me in, conspiratorially: "Well, if he doesn't want to tell you, I will. Anyway, CJ was in the gym this morning, and there was this guy there who.."
CJ interrupted him: "Justin, are you coming or do I have to play by myself?"
"Let me just tell Eric the story, and I'll be right there."
"Why? He's a fucking geek who's never been to a gym, probably. He wouldn't understand anyway."
"Well that's kinda harsh! What do you have against Eric? He's a good guy!" Justin squeezed my shoulder for emphasis, sending a tingling sensation throughout my body.
"He's a fucking nerd who doesn't belong on this floor. I shouldn't have to put up with a bookworm like him as a roommate. Now are you coming or what?" With that, CJ left the room, slamming the door behind him.
Justin turned to me, flabbergasted: "What's up with him all of a sudden? One moment we're sitting here, having fun, and the next moment he's suddenly pissed off."
"You mean he's not always like that? He's been moody from the moment I met him!"
"No, that's the thing. Up 'till now he's been very easygoing and happy. Did you guys have a fight or something?"
"No, he's been that way literally since I walked in here."
"Hmm. I guess I should go talk to him and find out what's wrong. I hope you don't mind?"
"No, not at all. In fact, if you solved the problem, it would make my life a heck of a lot easier."
"Okay then. Hasta la vista, baby!" With that, Justin went looking for CJ.
Meanwhile, I pondered his words. Hasta la vista, BABY? Was he just quoting the Terminator? Or was there something more? And how about that arm wrapped around my shoulder? Now don't go reading too much into that, Eric!', I thought to myself. He's probably 100% straight, and it's just that jock-type affection. Kinda like football players slap each other on the butt, without it meaning anything gay.' I decided to go roaming the internet on my computer, in order to stop my mind from thinking about hunky Justin too much.
After a few hours surfing the net, I decided to go to bed. I brushed my teeth and just after I pulled my clothes off and slipped between the covers, Justin and CJ returned. Both of them sweaty after their game, CJ stripped off his shirt and commented: "Damn bookworm is in bed already, all prepared for class tomorrow. Aren`t you, little goody two-shoes?"
Justin just winked at me and said: "Well, I'm gonna do the same thing, guys. Thanks for the game, CJ."
CJ grumbled: "Good night, buddy."
Justin grinned at me and said: "Sleep tight, Eric! Don`t let the bedbugs bite."
"Have a good night, Justin!"
Justin left, closing the door behind him as CJ went to brush his teeth. Soon, CJ was back again. He pulled off his clothes, turned off the light and crawled into bed. I secretly watched that superb body sliding between the sheets. Lit by the moonlight coming in around the edges of the blinds, he was simply stunning to look at. If only he wasn't such an asshole...
Half an hour later, soft snoring came from CJ's bed. Meanwhile, I was wide awake and had a boner that just refused to go down. Between Justin's blue eyes, hot baseball body, his hugs and his "Hasta la vista, baby"-comment, things just kept churning in my mind. And seeing CJ's body with the sheets down to his waist didn't help much either! Would I dare jack off? What if CJ woke up and caught me? But if I didn't, how long would I last hanging out with Justin during the day, and seeing CJ half-naked (or all naked) at night? After about 15 more minutes, I couldn't stand it anymore. I threw the covers off, grabbed my dick and started stroking it while staring at CJ's body. I took in his broad, muscular shoulders. I admired his huge arms. I thought back to this morning, when I had my hands on them, shaking CJ awake. Suddenly I just had to do something. I slipped out of bed, and tiptoed over to CJ's bed. Still stroking my dick ever so slowly, I let my gaze wander over CJ's magnificent upper body. Have you ever done something REALLY stupid, but been unable to stop yourself? That's EXACTLY how I felt at that moment! If CJ woke up right now, I'd be dead meat! But I just had to do it. With my right hand jacking my rod faster and faster, my left hand slowly reached out for CJ's pecs. The moment my fingertips touched his rock-hard chest, my body shook as I reached orgasm. Fortunately, I managed to slide my right hand over the tip just in time to catch the cum. Shot after shot filled my hand as my body jerked again and again. Finally I relaxed, and realizing what I had done and what risks I had taken, I crept back to my bed, licked my hand clean, rolled over facing away from CJ and finally fell asleep.