Chapter 1
I'd jacked off in junior high and high school with buddies at Boy Scout camp and in the locker room - I was a wrestler - but those encounters never went beyond just jacking myself off in the presence of other guys doing the same. The first time I actually had sex with another guy was with my freshman college roommate. It was a situation that gradually built up to sex. Here's how it happened.
His name was Eric and he was a little taller than my 5'-10". He had more of a swimmer's build and was a strawberry blonde. I was the opposite: olive skin, black hair, a solid, muscular, wrestler's body with thick thighs, a beefy bubble butt, decent pecs for that age and nice guns. I'd hit puberty early, in fifth grade, and had hair on my chest in ninth grade so by the time I got to college I was really hairy - hairy chest and legs, furry ass, thick pits, and a big bush of black pubes.
Eric was very outgoing and was the least shy person I think I'd ever met. Within a few days of being on campus he knew half of our freshman class and we had a steady stream of new friends, both guys and girls, in and out of our room every day. Eric was not shy with his body either. We both slept in our briefs, me in my tighty whities and him in his colored bikini briefs. He would strip down to go shower every morning and come back, drop his towel and casually walk around naked while finding his clothes for the day, or to change into a jockstrap (it was the late 80's - everyone still wore those) and workout gear for the gym.
Eric was the kind of guy who loved to joke around and shock people by saying crazy shit and then saying, "just kidding", so you never quite knew if he was serious, and he loved to give people shit and tease them.
After a couple of months of living together, we were very comfortable seeing each other naked, drying off, with morning wood, etc. Eric even did the helicopter with his dick once after a shower as a joke. We both had average-sized cocks - nothing to be embarrassed about in the communal showers, but neither of us was going to be a porn star either.
One night after we'd turned off the lights and were trying to fall asleep, we were chatting which was common. We started taking about sex. We both had girlfriends from high school that we hadn't broken up with yet but also hadn't seen since we'd gotten to college. He asked me if I was a virgin. I told him I wasn't - that I'd just lost my virginity early that summer and that it was frustrating to have just started getting laid and then have to go to college and not have access to her pussy anymore.
He said he'd lost his virginity at 16 to an older girl in high school before he started dating his girlfriend. It happened in a parking ramp on a class trip. It was a funny and awkward and hot story. We both admitted to being horny. Eric asked me if I jacked off. I reluctantly said I did but hadn't since I'd gotten to school because I just hadn't figured out when and where to do it. This was not true. While it was true that it was hard to find a good time and place, I'd managed to do it in the bathroom stall late at night or quickly in bed when Eric went to shower in the morning or on the days he had an earlier class.
By contrast, he proudly admitted to jacking off a lot, and proceeded to tell me where the best private restroom stalls were that he'd discovered on campus. We talked about how old we were when we started (5th grade for me, and 7th for him), and how we'd both figured it out on our own without anyone to show us how.
He was quiet for minute. Then he asked, "do you wanna have a beat off session?"
Because he liked to shock people, I wasn't sure if he was serious and didn't want to seem eager to do something he'd later tease me about. I asked, "have you done that before with other guys around?"
He said, "yes. With three other friends from high school. Have you?"
"Yeah, at Boy Scout camp." I told him the story. My buddy Wayne and I were the first ones in our class to go through puberty so already had hairy pits and a lot of pubes in 7th grade when we went to scout camp the first time. We saw a group of older boys - ninth graders, which is funny now that they seemed so old - standing in a circle after our camp counselors had left us alone to go to some meeting for a couple of hours. We got up close and saw that they all had their zippers down and their jeans open and their cocks out and were jerking off. Wayne and I looked at each other like, "holy shit!" The older guys saw us and told us to get lost. I said, "We know what you're doing. Can we do it too?" I knew Wayne jacked off. We were friends and had talked about it - a lot - and shared penthouse magazines. We'd never done it with each other - but I figured he'd be up for it.
One of the older boys said, "you can take your little junior high dicks and go tie some knots or some shit." All of them laughed. My buddy Wayne undid his belt, opened his jeans, and pulled down the front of his tighty whities to show off a semi-hard, thick 6" dick with a mass of bushy blonde pubes and a low hanging nut sack. They were silent and looked over at me. I undid my belt and pulled down my jeans and underwear together to show off the curly black bush around my dick and big heavy balls. I've always had big balls. The cocky boy that dissed us just said, "ok, you can stay" and backed up a bit to make room in the circle.
Wayne and I thought we were cool after that. One by one everybody shot their loads onto the ground in the center of the circle. A couple of guys shot so far they hit the jeans or the shoes of the guy across from them. Everyone cheered. I shot last. I was nervous but shot really far so got some cheers. It was actually a game changing event as it got us in with the older, cooler guys in the troop and saved us from getting shit like a lot of the other younger guys. Wayne and I beat off on top of our sleeping bags every night after that and a lot of mornings too. Wayne liked to bunch up his sleeping bag and hump it. It was hot watching his lightly fuzzy blonde ass cheeks clench and grind away.
Eric then told me how he got started with his three other friends. There were originally five of them, but one of the boys was freaked out by their first beat off session and didn't join in after that. Eric said it sort of caused him to drift away from the group which he always thought was a bummer and wondered how much of it had to do with their new weekend sleepover activity. He said it bonded the rest of them into a very tight-knit group.
He said it started when they all stayed overnight at one of their houses - the only one with a VCR at the time as they were very new and expensive then. Someone had gotten a hold of a porn tape and they were excited to watch it. This was before there was easy access of porn videos in rental stores.
The story was predictable. A bunch of horny 15-year-olds with their very first porn movie. Eric said he got super horned up and just came out and said, "I don't know about you guys but I have a huge boner!" His best friend Tom, whom I later met when he visited campus, said, "My dick is harder than it's ever been - it actually hurts, it's so hard."
They all eventually opened their jeans to make things more comfortable, then started adjusting themselves more frequently, then just gave in and took their cocks out one by one and stroked. He said they watched the video over and over literally all night and each came three or four times. Eric said Tom ended up saying, "Now my dick hurts from too much abuse! I gotta give mine a rest."
We both agreed that we'd been there sometimes which lead to a discussion about how many times we'd cum in one day. Eric's record was six. Mine was eleven which made me feel like a total perv, so I lied and said five. I've never been that competitive.
So, Eric said it again, "This talk is making me really horny - and I was horny to start with, I got interrupted in the shower this afternoon and had to stop."
"You were beating off in the open shower?"
"Yeah, I was horny after class and wanted to go rub one out in that big restroom in the basement of the computer lab, but it was busy in there. I tried going to the gym and that just made me hornier - you know - the exertion blood flow. I started stroking it in the shower there, but the cross-country team came in, so I had to stop. I got back to the room and you were here so I couldn't do it here either." We both started laughing.
I said, "Speaking of that, remember last week when your class was cancelled, and you came back to the room? I was about twenty seconds away from orgasm - you killed me, man."
"Ahh - that's why you were dressed but had no pants on and were under the covers when I walked in! I thought that was weird" he said.
"Yeah and then I couldn't get out of bed when you came in because I had a boner that wouldn't go down and a huge precum stain on my underwear. As soon as you turned around, I quick grabbed my pants and jumped into them. You know that feeling when you're walking around with wet goo in your pants?"
"Haha, yeah - I actually like that feeling!"
"Ok, me too." We both started laughing again. I'd never had so much fun talking about sex and masturbation. I was completely comfortable now and completely horned up. I would have jacked off naked in the hallway if he'd suggested it right then.
"So, yeah - I'm up for a beat off session", I said.
"Cool", he said and flipped on the light and got out of bed and walked over to his closet. He had an obvious boner tenting the front of his red briefs and a big precum spot soaked through to the point that the entire head of his cock was visible through the fabric. I felt a stream of precum ooze out of my cock when I saw it and ground my crotch into my mattress.
Eric came back to his bed with a small stack of Playboy and Penthouse magazines that he'd apparently been hoarding. I gave him shit about not sharing from day one. He said, "like I want your cum on the pages?"
"I can be neat", I said, smiling. "I'm a professional - been practicing since fifth grade, remember? Damn, that's over half my life."
"I'm kidding", he said. "Here - pick one. Sorry I didn't bring them out sooner. Honestly, I've beat off to these so many times they're kinda boring now. I need new ones. I wonder if we could start a porn mag exchange in the dorm?"
"Well you know half the campus so if anyone can, it'd be you. You could make it an official club with a message board up in the Union." I said, laughing, "What would you call it?"
That lead to a funny exchange about potential names. Our first try was 'Bate Buddies' (If only we'd gotten trademarks for the future Internet), that was too obvious and didn't reference porn. Then we thought of 'the Stash', but that seemed more like it was about weed than porn. Then we thought it should be like a frat; we thought 'Alpha Beta' for alpha males masturbating. We thought we were geniuses.
Eric thumbed through the stack and grabbed one that I assumed was either newer or a favorite and sat on his bed cross legged facing me. He opened the mag up and shoved his hand under his waistband and started feeling himself up. We both got lost in the photos for a few minutes and then started flipping the magazines around showing each other girls we thought were hot, breasts we thought were perfect, the amount of trimmed bush we liked best, etc. I was cross legged as well and we just sat and stroked off into our underwear.
Eric announced that he was getting close to cumming. I said, "you need a Kleenex or a rag?"
"Nah, I'm gonna bust right in my shorts. No clean up and I like the feeling of slippery jizz when I fall asleep sometimes."
That thought seemed gross and uncomfortable to me. I always came into a Kleenex or shot on my chest and wiped it up. I was so horny though I decided to see what it was like. He got up on his knees, pumping wildly inside his briefs and I watched as his cum load slowly filled the pouch and made a big, dark wet spot on the front. That sight sent me over the edge, and I laid down and fucked the air. Lifting my ass off the bed and pumping my load into my briefs as well. Then I pulled out my cum-covered hand and just grabbed my whole package from the outside and felt the wetness slide all over my junk. After weeks of hiding in restroom stalls and feeling rushed, I felt so relieved to have been able to take my time and let loose after being horned up for so long.
Eric said, "I gotta go take a piss."
"Like that?? Everyone can see you're full of cum."
"Yeah, I know." And he opened the door and ran down the hall to the communal rest room.
When he got back, I asked him if anyone saw him. "Yeah, Dave from next door was in the bathroom brushing his teeth. He stared right at my crotch and got all wide eyed. I just said, 'yeah - wet dream. Gotta piss now' - he just shrugged and went back to brushing."
"Good save", I said.
"Yeah, I should have said we were having a jack off party and you aimed your cock at my balls and shot right on me."
That kinda freaked me out. It seemed like that was something he'd actually say to people. I think I had a look of panic on my face. He said, "don't worry, I'm not an idiot. We're roommates. This is just between us."
I had to piss too but decided it was too risky if Dave was still in the bathroom. I couldn't use the same excuse. I still wanted to sleep in my jizzy underwear so threw on my robe and went to the bathroom. It was empty so I stood at the urinal and looked down at the fucking mess in my briefs. It was hot and I started to get hard again. Fortunately, I was able to piss and walked back to our room with my robe wide open exposing my cum-drenched tighty whities. No one saw me but it made me even hornier and I had a full-fledged, twitching boner again.
Eric had turned off the lights and was in bed. I tossed the robe on the floor and laid down on my stomach. The wetness and the thought of what we'd just done kept me hard as a steel rod and I started grinding into the mattress. Eric said, "are you fucking your bed?"
Not even self-conscious, I said, "Yeah I'm still horny. It's been so long since I've been able to do that. I think I need to get off again."
"Do it, man" he said. He seemed to be sort of enjoying liberating me.
I don't know what came over me but the thought of humping my bed - a method I hadn't used since junior high - while someone watched, was making me crazy. I knew he could still see me in the dim light from our stereo which was always on. I just started going at it. I grabbed the top of my mattress and spread my legs and just started fucking my mattress hard. It's was easier with shorts full of slippery cum already and felt so good. It took a couple of minutes and I came hard again in my briefs. It felt amazing and I was suddenly so relaxed.
"Fuck. That was hot" he said, "It was like I wasn't here. Like you were on hidden camera or something. Feel better now?"
"Yes" I mumbled into my pillow already sleepy.
"Alright. G'night man."
"Night."