Craig and Mark moved to the shower room later that night. Both had met a week prior as new roommates on campus.
To their delight they found that they were instant friends, sharing pizza, beer, lawn football games, drudgery of indoctronation, a party at the nearby Freshman center and more then once, heard the other moan late at night as they relieved their sexual frustrations.
"Wow man you were really goin last night" Mark offered one morning.
"Oh sorry about that, just couldn't keep quiet" Craig blushed. The night before was indeed uncontrollable. Not once but three times he needed to grab himself and pull until his body became one large organism needing to spit out the sperm that demanded release.
"No man, it got me so hot I got off too" Mark said "shit man it's what we do"
"yea I guess" Craig offered.
"Relax, we're roomies, closer then friends kind of like brothers" Mark said "hey want some more milk?"
Craig looked up quizically. Mark held up the carton of milk. Craig laughed. For an instant he thought Mark meant something else.
And as a testimont to their mental connection, Mark laughed knowing what his new friend thought.
"Shit man, you're too much" Mark said.
So it was that late night. The dorm was mostly silent save for one or two rooms from which one could hear music. The hallways were barely lit with the blue lights that turned on automatically at 2 am.
It was now 3am. Mark and Craig were half sober as they stumbled down the hall. Craig had said he had to shower and Mark didn't reply but stripped down and grabbed his towell too.
The john was dark. Mark flipped on one or two lights, just enough to find their way. They got into the shower stall and turned on the spray.
It was as if in slow motion the two naked young men moved in and out of the spray next to each other.
Craig soaped his smooth body and took his time. He was still drunk enough to not realize he was washing himself slowly. And he was drunk enough to enjoy the feeling of his soapy hands moving over the fleshy convolutions of his shoulders, chest, stomach, buttocks, legs and his crotch.
"Hey what are you doing?" he looked up to see Mark standing there watching him.
"Just watching, go ahead man" Mark said moving his own soapy hands over his lower stomach.
Craig turned around as if to avoid Mark's gaze. He soaped as much of the back of his shoulders as possible then felt Mark's hands.
"Hey no problem" Mark said without Craig saying anything.
Craig moved his own hands over the small of his back. "Ok I got it from here" he said as his hands slid over the two round mounds of muscle that formed his buttocks.
"yea yea" Mark breathed out loud as he stood back and watched. He had seen Craig naked more then once by then of course. He had watched the silhouetted form kick off the covers in the middle of the night and hold the long protusion that jutted up from his body.
But this was different he could watch without glancing away and he could see everything..every part of his body, the pink round nipples, the roundness of his butt, the thick muscled thighs and bike riders calfs.
Craig moved in and out of the shower. He saw Mark still watching him and saw him stroking his cock which could be seen among the suds that had gathered on his crotch.
"What are you doing?" he said in mock disgust. He kept glancing at Mark moving his hand over his body as the other hand slid over his cock. He wanted to stop and watch.
As if reading his mind Mark urged him to keep washing himself. Craig moved about now knowing he was directly connected to what Mark was doing. He turned and bent over spreading his asscheeks and finger washing his crack not stopping at the entrance.
"Shit man" Mark sighed and Craig smiled unseen.
He stretched as the water washed the soap off his body and bent his soapy head of hair under the spray. Craig felt Mark's hands and stood up.
Mark had washed off the soap. His erection was clearly visible. It was curved, hard and slick with the water.
Craig felt Mark's hands on his shoudlers and let himself be pushed to the floor where he lay flat in the shower water.
Mark's hand was frantically stroking his cock now, his face scrunched in various ways and his eyes were closed as he neared the pain and pleasure of orgasm.
Then his eyes opened wide mounted on a suddenly expression less face.
Craig saw the streams shoot out of his roommates cock falling on him. The feeling of the drops were lost among the water of the shower spray but he loved watching the streams keep pulsating out of Mark's cock.
They landed on his chest, crotch even his face.
Mark stood there panting slowly turning his face in to a smile.
"What about you" he half whispered breathlessly.
Craig moved to his knees and took Mark's softening cock which he still held, into his mouth. He sucked the last drops then slid his tongue all over the reddened cock until he felt it harden.
Mark seemed surprised but his hands rested first on Craigs bare shoulders.
"Oh shit man" Mark said as he felt his body start to roar not only wihthis youthful reservoir of sperm but with the fact his naked roommate had voluntarily begun to give him head and seemed to be doing it with a hunger of a starving calf.
Mark's hands moved to Craigs head. He somehow became even more excited feeling Craig's head as it moved over his crotch.
"Gonna" Mark didn't ahve time to finish his warning as his body spilled out more streams all too soon. Mark didn't want the feeling of the boys tongue and lips on his cock to end.
Craig pulled back and it was then that Mark saw he had been jacking his own erection and apparently had exploded already, perhaps when Craig had tasted Mark's cum which would make it even more exciting.
They walked back to the room carrying their towels beside them. Their naked bodies felt the cool air of the hallway. They were alone. One or two doors were partially open.
Perhaps the occupants left them open for air circulation or perhaps their eyes saw through the darkness of the open area to see the two naked roommates walking side by side.
"We got to do that again sometime" Craig said as he tossed his towel on his chair.
"What about now?" Mark dropped his towel on the floor and knelt on it. "I figure I owe you one."
Craig stood close. "Ok but we'll have to get a shower afterwards"