They thought it was the worse room in the entire dorm. There was absolutely nothing they could do with it. It was ugly, it was at the far end of the building, away from the other rooms, and worse of all, it was right next to the boy's lavoratory; not the one everyone used.
It was Paul who suggested they rearrange the room to make it more attractive, even if they were the only ones who were ever going to see it. He figured they could at least have something positive about the whole situation. Todd didn't argue. He also had nothing better to do.
All the furniture and personal belongings were moved around, and after a couple hours, things were seeming to fall into place. The only thing left was the huge, ugly black and white sand portrait that was hanging on the wall since the day they moved in. Now that Todd's bed was no longer against that wall, the portrait was out of place again.
Paul removed the portrait from the wall and set it on the floor. He didn't notice the hole in the wall until he saw that Todd was checking it out. Paul joined him, looking through the hole, knowing exactly what was on the other side; the boy's bathroom. He had to make a visual picture in his head, seeing where everything was laid out before realizing it was the last stall. He and Todd just stared in for a couple minutes before he spoke. "What the Hell?" he said, then looked at his roomie.
"That's probably why the picture was there" Todd replied back. "Someone who lived here before us probably got real drunk one night and punched a hole in it. Let's just put the picture back up and we'll put your desk here or something."
Paul didn't have to verbally agree with him. He was about to reach down and pick the portrait back up when he heard from the other side of the wall someone enter the stall. Quickly, he and Todd swung away from the hole, pressing their backs flat against the wall, so the person on the other side wouldn't see them.
On the other side of the wall, Mason HAD notced the hole. He had noticed it several times. This was the first time something wasn't blocking it. It made his mission more interesting now. Whoever lived in that room had found the hole and was curious. Only problem was, there was no noises coming from the other side.
"Hello in there" Mason called out. Paul and Todd froze, hoping the person would just go away. "Is anyone in there?" Mason called out again.
Todd figured he wasn't doing anything wrong, so he also kneeled down on the floor to reply to the dude's calls. Paul followed suit in making his presence known. "Hi there" Todd answered.
"I was wondering when you guys were going find this." Mason said.
"Who did this?" Todd asked.
"I don't know, it's been here as long as I've been here. I'm a senior now. I've used it a lot in the past three years."
"Used it for what?" Paul stepped in.
Mason laughed at the question. "What do you think?"
"I don't know."
"Well, do you wanna find out?" Mason grinned.
"Yeah, tell us." Paul said, still clueless.
"Put your cock through the hole, you'll find out." Mason breathed.
Todd punched Paul's arm. "A fucking glory hole in our dorm room!"
Paul looked back in the hole, trying to get an identity on the pervert on the other side, but he could only see his eyes. "Your a fucking sicko. We're not into that shit, sorry." Paul once again reached for the portrait to put it back, but Mason again stopped him.
"Come on, no one will know. I know you two could use a good blowjob. All you have to do is stand there and enjoy it, I'll do the rest." As Mason pleaded with them, Todd pulled Paul off to the side to discuss the matter.
It wasn't easy to convince Paul into it, but Todd used the conversation they had just the other day against him. They were both complaining how they couldn't get any girls to suck their dicks, and now they have the chance to have it done. Who cared if it was a guy, it wasn't like they were gonna do anything to him.
Paul agreed to try it, but he said Todd had to go first. Todd himself wasn't too comfortable with the idea of letting a guy swing on his dick, but he was also known for thinking with his pecker, and his pecker was screaming suck job!
Mason caught a glimpse of Todd's sweats dropping to the floor, followed by his underwear. He let his mouth build up with saliva, preparing to coat the dude's prick when he was able to reach it. He licked his lips as he saw the long cock near it's destination.
Todd took one last look at paul before grabbing his soft member and sticking it through the hole. He didn't even let go of it before he felt a hot, wet mouth close around the shaft. He hated to admit to himself that it felt good already.
Mason held the flaccid piece of meat in his mouth, swishing spit all aorund it, feeling it rise and expand. he flicked his tongue under the shaft, expediting the hardening process.
On the other side, Todd stuck his pelvis as far as would extend, so he could have most of his cock worked on. He looked around the wall, but there was nothing to hold on to. He asked Paul to stand behind him and brace him so he wouldn't keep falling back. Paul didn't yet want to take a step anywhere near him, but Todd seemed rather impatient, so Paul gave in.
Paul used his body weight to hold Todd in place, just in time as Mason began to bob on the fully erect pole. Todd couldn't see what was being done to his cock, but he sure could feel it, and it felt great. The dude had an awesome technique, and good deep throating skills. It didn't take long for him to forget who was on the other side servicing his hog, he was just concentrating on the sensations running through his body.
Paul looked over his friend's shoulder, trying to see what the pleasure looked like, but all he saw was the base of the prick for a short second before it was slammed back into the hole. He could tell it was some good head though, judging by the moans coming from deep within' Todd's throat. Now he was becoming more curious and his own cock was stirring inside his pants.
Mason easily and quickly slid his mouth up and down the length of the thick tool, making it more slick with every retraction, spit dripping from the underside of it, causing it's owner to grunt and groan in pure pleasure.
Now Paul's cock was fully hard and throbbing, finding it's need to thrust itself inside that mouth and get some of what his buddy was receiving. He looked up to Todd's face and could just see what he was feeling. his eyes were closed shut, his mouth was hanging wide open, and a series of 'ahhh's' coming from it.
Todd looked back at him, seeing the anxious, boyish face, and decided to step away and not be greedy. As quickly as he could, Paul yanked his pants and briefs down and stepped up to the wall, watching his big bone dissappear into the hole.
It was met on the other side by Mason's wide open mouth which immediately clamped down on the rod and worked it's entire length at the same tempo it had just worked on Todd's.
Paul too tried to grab onto something but finding nothing there. Todd threw his body against Paul's back to give him support. Todd was still in a deep state of arousal and desire and hated that he pulled away from the best blowjob he ever had. His cock already missed the attention.
He studied Paul's facial expressions as he too was receiving the best suck job of his young life. Seeing that his friend was feeling so much pleasure just added to Todd's desires and he wanted to help the boy get off. He leaned closer to him so his mouth was right next to his ear.
"He's a pretty good cocksucker, isn't he?" Todd asked. Paul only nodded his head. "Keep going until you spill your load down his throat. Let him swallow all of it."
Now Todd was lifting Paul's shirt up, removing it for him. Paul's head fell back, resting on Todd's shoulder. Todd looked forward and down Paul's torso, never once attracted to the smooth muscular frame, but in his current state of lust, admiring it, wanting to enhance whatever Paul was feeling.
Todd's hands roamed the boy's body, rubbing his stomach, then his chest, stopping to pinch and squeeze both his nipples. Paul threw his hands behind Todd's head, grabbing on to the back of his neck. He didn't care whom did what to him, as long as it all felt good and would result in a mind blowing orgasm he was sure to have.
Todd couldn't help but take advantage of Paul's erotic state. His own cock was missing the feelings it was feeling a couple minutes ago, and it couldn't go any longer without some kind of relief. He took the only thing available to him at the moment.
Todd pressed as tightly as he could against Paul's body, his cock nuzzling it's way between Paul's buttcheeks. It was a guilty pleasure, but a pleasure none the less. With one arm wrapped around Paul's chest, and the other around his stomach, he ground his cock against the boy's ass.
Paul liked the feeling of Todd's cock humping between his globes. It created even more intense sensations through his body. His knees were buckling, threatening to give out, but Todd was holding him, grinding his fuck stick into him, not about to let him go until he had shot off from it.
Todd felt that moment not far behind. The first signs of orgasm hit him, starting at his feet, rising up through his body. He took Paul's earlobe into his mouth, trying not to bite down on it.
"I'm gonna fucking cum man. Oh God, I'm gonna fucking cum!"
That's all Paul needed to hear as he began yelping as loudly as Todd. Mason had no warning before Paul's cock erupted in his mouth, blast after blast of the dude's juice hit the back of his throat, filling his mouth with it, overflowing out of the side. He swallowed as much as he could of it, but the boy's cream was shooting out too fast.
Paul felt Todd's load spurt out and fly up his back. Todd continued to fuck his cock between Paul's cheeks until his balls were completely drained and their contents were smeared between their bodies.
Those were the hottest cocks Mason had ever had the priveledge of going down on, and he didn't even have a chance to free his own from inside his jeans. He started rubbing himself and shot off inside them. He too had a big load that flooded his shorts and soaked throuh them.
There were no words exchanged after that. Mason fled the last stall, and Paul had replaced the portrait on the wall, while todd searched for a towel to clean himself with.