OK this semester has been harder than most I have 18 hours of classes and some labs. I live in a dorm room with a very cute straight guy. I have no time, and very little of it alone and then this guy is so damn cute I get a hard on thinking about him!
He is 5'4" and other than that he would be the perfect jock, on every team I bet. He is like a doll; he has sandy blond hair, deep dark blue eyes, a square jaw, and this stupid smile that never leaves his face. Oh and he is staying loyal to a girl back home so he doesn't date. He has a hairy chest. I have NEVER been attracted to a guy with hair until now. His pecs are well developed and stomach is perfect. And his nipples look like the size of quarters. They are huge and get all stiff and pointy in the mornings for some reason. He is not ashamed of his body and hangs out in his boxers and wife beater most of the time. I get embarssed in front of him and pot boners on occasion. I never get naked in front of him! I haven't told him I am gay. I just couldn't. (Not a lot of people know, I'm pretty straight except the part about sex with guys!) Besides I like sleeping not two feet from him and watching his body rise and fall as he sleeps... and I like his morning stiffies.
Anyway I woke up a little early today and just lay there when this guy started to play with his cock. I know he thought I was asleep. I feel so dirty... He jerked himself off hard and quick. His hands were moving fast under his sheet then he jerked off his covers and exposed his huge swollen purple cock and giant balls hanging out of his boxer's fly. He grabbed his balls with his left hand and his right was pumping that cock. Then he stopped in his tracks and just squeezed his cock while he rolled his head back. Then he shot load after load onto his hairy chest and I know it got on his face too.
Soon and he came he tucked his balls and cock back in his shorts and picked up his t-shirt he pulled off sometimes last night and wiped the cum off that perfect hairy chest with it. He then went to take his shower. I know he takes like 30 minutes or more in they're, so I got up and found the t-shirt. I was so damn horny. It was covered in cum, soaked. There was cum on his pillow too so I know it was on his face. I wondered if he tasted his own.
I took his drenched t-shirt and wrapped it around my cock. Just then I heard him start to piss. He sounds like a racehorse. I stroked and stroke; his cum was still hot. It was all slippery and wet and hot. It took about two minutes of dreaming about this guy and I was a goner. My cum mixed with his and I could feel my knees buckle and I feel into his till warm bed. I looked at his wife beater and our cum was mixing and soaking in togther. If he weren't so damn straight I would have that boy as my own. I wanted to taste his cum but thought I would rather wait and get it straight from the source, not of some sweaty t-shirt.
I got back in my bed and waited for him to come out of the shower. He was naked for a brief moment between towel and boxers. He said "morning" as he changed. I just acted half asleep. Then I dragged myself out of bed and he acted sort of freaked out when I tried to sit on his bed. He picked up the towel and used it to hide the t-shirt. We talked a bit and he kept his eye on that towel. I wonder what he did with that t-shirt when I took my shower.