My name is Josh and I am a sophomore at George Mason University in Northern Virginia. GMU is largely a commuter campus but there are a few thousand of us that live on campus too. My roommate is Marty and he has the world's ugliest cock. I know because I have seen it more times than I care to admit. We were never very shy in our dorm room, and since it was fairly small you were bound to see each other naked. The room was basically a single, but they doubled it up on us and we were crammed in on top of each other.
Before I go any further, I probably should describe myself. I am 5'10, brown hair and blue eyes, I swim fairly regularly so I have nicely developed shoulders and not quite a full six pack on my abs, but I am working on it. I lifeguard at school which helps pay some of my living expenses, and it also gives me a chance to swim when we have two guards on duty. I am slightly hairy, and if I take after my Dad's side of the family I will probably be very hairy. Right now though, it is just the chest and my treasure trail, and of course a nicely trimmed up bush around my cock. Oh yeah, my cock! I guess I should describe that too. I am pretty regular in that department, six inches of prime American beef, cut of course, and thick as my wrist. I am very happy with my endowment as I have never had any complaints except for, "damn, it is so thick." I particularly hearing that phrase while getting a blow job, but it usually sounds more like "dmn, its soth thx".
So far, I have only had a few girlfriends go down on me, but I was not opposed to having a guy suck me off. Just never had the opportunity to try it out. I heard that guys give the best BJs! Alright... alright... I will admit it. I like guys too.... but... what the hell.... I had never done anything about it.
I was used to having my own room at home, so jacking off at least twice a day was normal for me. The only problem I ever had at home, with privacy, was when my younger brother Greg would barge into my room while I was flailing away. I think he liked walking in on me, and hell... I made it a point to do it to him. There is nothing like seeing my little 17 year-old bro covered in his own spunk. But that is a story for another time.
Marty and I started our little nighttime routine the first week we moved into the dorm. So, how the hell do you do that with someone else in the room? Since we had bunk beds it was impossible not to know when your bunky is spanking his monkey, because the bed moves. Fortunately, neither of us could ever go to sleep without relieving ourselves, so a nightly jack was part of our normal routine.
It was actually the fourth night that we were in our room before we started our routine, and I had gone four days without any relief. As my cock demands constant attention and gets hard if the wind blows above 10 miles per hour on it, and I hadn't been able to jack in four days, I was feeling very horny. It didn't help that I was sharing a room with a pretty hot guy, even one with an ugly cock. Marty runs track, he is lean, smooth, and has the nicest set of legs and a perky bubble butt. He has short spiked blonde hair and light brown eyes. He is only around 5'7, but he makes up for that with what must be at least 7 inches of uncut cock. As I said, it aint pretty. His dick is pale, surrounded by a blonde bush and a good set of low hangers, but his cock has a giant vein that runs down the front of the shaft and his hood is really long over his head. I see it every day, so I have memorized what it looks like. I liked to tease him that his one eyed monster was the ugliest dick in the universe.
So here are we are, four days in and my cock is about to burst. I tried jacking off earlier in the day, but Marty and I pretty much have the same class schedule, so he walked in on me that afternoon while I was lying on the lower bunk pulling my pud. I think I got covered up fast enough before he saw too much, but it was pretty damn obvious what I was doing. He was nice enough not to say anything, but I am sure that the room smelled of precum, as I leak everywhere as soon as my cock gets hard. I reached over to the floor where I had left my underwear and slid them back on while remaining underneath my sheets. Marty only glanced over at me with a slight shy smile as he logged into his computer. I had to wait almost 15 minutes before my cock deflated and I could get out of the bed without my raging hardon sticking straight out. I ended up with a bad case of blue balls for the rest of the afternoon.
After dinner, he and I headed back to our room to get some studying done. We shared a Spanish class together, so we helped each other memorize some vocabulary. He was definitely better at Spanish than I am! After what seemed to be a long night of studying, we both got ready for bed. I have to wear my tighty whiteys while I sleep, as it keeps my sheets from getting too crusty, but Marty sleeps naked and he always climbs up onto his bunk that way. This is why I have seen his cock up close so often and my favorite time to tease him about the brute instrument between his thick runner's legs.
I had already taken my evening squirt, and climbed into my bunk. I got under my sheets, and left off the blanket as it was pretty hot in our room. I took a quick sniff of my pits, and damn! I probably should have showered before going to bed. I hope Marty doesn't mind, but I smell a bit ripe, and I am sure it floats up to where he sleeps. Oh well... he will just have to deal with it. I will shower tomorrow.
Marty came back from the bathroom, he dribbled down his boxers. There was a big pee stain, and I couldn't help but to tell him that he needed to shake it a bit longer. Marty says "yeah right, I would shake it all over you, if I didn't think you would enjoy it so much." (Hmmm.... how did he know that?) I decided to let it pass.
Marty bent over, with his boxer clad ass in my face as he logged off his computer. YUM. I love seeing his ass like this. I couldn't help but breathe in while his was bent over, ass pointing right at me, begging to be... He smelled clean, with a bit of sweat. Oh man... that perky butt looks so good. My rod went completely hard. What the fuck was I doing? Perving on my roommate's ass? Oh shit... I really am getting off on this. Now what the fuck am I going to do? I am all tuned up with no place to go!
Marty finished logging off, and turned of the computer. He was now standing right next to my face, as I lay in the lower bunk with my hard cock stretching the fabric of my BVDs, under the sheet. As he did for the last several days, he quickly took off his socks and shirt and left them in a pile next to our bunks. Damn he looks good. There isn't an ounce of fat on this boy! I love looking at the fine blonde hairs that run from his belly button down into his boxers. He then pulled down his briefs letting free his monster in all its glory. He dropped his briefs on top of the rest of his clothes. I have the best view of this, and I get it every night! This is going to be a hell of a year. His cock looks awesome right now. Did the bastard trim his pubes!? How does he keep them so short?
Marty stepped onto my mattress next to my shoulder and hoisted himself up to the top bunk. The last view I had of his cock was of it being lifted up directly over my head as his balls flapped about in the air. We say good night, and I reach up and turn the light switch off that is directly above my bed.
So here I am, laying in bed, a bit worked up, with a hot naked man laying directly above me. His cock was just inches from my face... his smell lingers over me. Wait a minute, maybe the smell is coming from below me? Damn! His clothing is in my reach. I couldn't, could I? I really shouldn't, but, well, you know I am going to do it.
I then reach down and grab all of Marty's clothes that are laying on the floor and pull them into my bunk. He wont notice or mind... right? His shirt is still warm and smells of Marty. I bring the size small t-shirt to my nose and inhale. Oh shit... the little fucker smells so good. I smell the underarms of the shirt and it smells like hot sweaty man pits. Nothing makes me harder than the scent of a fucking stud. I dream of sucking on Marty's nipples and licking my way up to his pits, burrowing my nose into the fine blonde hairs buried beneath his arms. I let out an involuntary moan.
At this point I am ready to go out of my mind. Junior has broken the seal on my briefs and is now dripping precum into my belly button. I need to release a torrent of cum and it has to be right now. Maybe I can do it quietly? I reach down and I grab my cock, pulling back my briefs so that they straddle my balls, holding them down tight. I love the feeling of having my balls held down by the elastic band of my underwear while I pump my cock. I am gently squeezing my six inch beer can, trying to will my cock to cum without making too much noise. Precum is flowing down my cock, lubricating my shaft, my fingers and everything in its path. With my left hand I begin pinching nipples and feeling up my abs. I moan quietly.
I hear Marty let out a soft sigh from above me. He moves about a bit, rocking the bed and then settles back down.
I then bring his boxers up to my face. I find the back of his drawers and I inhale deeply, drinking in the smells that came from his bubble butt. Marty definitely wore these all day and they have a sharp smell of ass. Hot sweaty, man ass smells invade my nostrils. I want to lick and suck that ass desperately and then pound the hell out of it with my prick. Marty's cute bubble butt opening up for my wide cock.. I am pulling it in and out, all the way out, watching the way it closes up and reopens after I slam it back in... fuck yeah... damn.. that would soooo hot. I want to lick his fine blonde hairs on his legs and suck on his toes while I jam my dick into him.
My hand is squeezing the hell out of my dick as I do this, and I start to jerk it, but with all of the precum on my cock it is making a wet smacking sound. I don't care... I have to cum. I have to cum while Marty's underwear is sitting on my face. I need the release and I need it now. I start jacking like a mad man. The bed is rocking, wet sounds of jacking are loud, and I am moaning like a mother fucker.
I hear Marty above me let out a little chuckle. I slow down my jacking and listen intensely to the sounds of my roomie, and dang, I think he may be joining me and he is pounding his own cock. Marty groans a little and then I feel the bed start to move as he is definitely now pulling on his own cock.
Knowing that he is jacking off, and it is probably because he heard me doing it, sends me into a frenzy. I flip Marty's boxers over and I now have his pee stained, still wet front side of his drawers on my face. This side of this underwear has a whole range of new smells, mostly of sweaty boy cock, urine and just a little tinge of Clorox. I am sucking in the tastes of his boxers and pulling my dick like there is no tomorrow.
Above me there are wet smacking sounds as Marty is now going to town on his blonde fat ugly 7 inch dick. I am desperate to see it, but I don't want him to think I am gay. It is making me crazy listening to him pant and groan. Both of us are getting close to cumming. I hear Marty give a sharp intake of breath, and the bed starts to shake in earnest. I am now thrashing about with the sheet completely off of me, my toes curling up and my muscles tense, as I am about to blow my own load.
I know that this release is going to be hard and fast because I haven't been able to cum in days and with my interrupted jack session from this afternoon, my dick is begging to have the cum shooting out of it. The cum is boiling in my balls and I feel the first wave of my orgasm start rushing up out of my balls. I grab my cock in a steely grasp as I love to make it shoot through my clenched fist. I let out a strangled cry of release as the first shot of my seed escapes from the head of my dick and launches itself into the air landing on my chest with an unmistakable splattering sound. The second, third and fourth shots cover my chest and abdomen completely in boy cum.
From above I hear Marty also start sucking in air and he lets out a huge ARGHAHAHH as he let loose what sounds like a torrent rain of cum. He groans and the bed quivers as he is milking out the cum from his fat dick. He calms down and I here him begin breathing again more slowly.
I sigh, and then let out a low chuckle myself. Our room now smells completely of boy spunk and my sweaty pits. There is no denying it; I love the way the room now stinks. As I am returning his clothes back to the floor, Marty says to me "Josh, can you pass up me up a sock dude, I am dripping up here."
Let me know what you think of my story so far. Part two will be posted soon. I would like your input into it!
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