God, he was huge. “Show me what you’ve got.”
I dropped to my knees and wrapped both hands around him, working him with all the skill I’d developed over the past week. The sound of his hand moving over his shaft filled the room, and I could feel my own cock stirring in my boxers. When Zack was done, he scratched his balls, leaned against the sink, and turned his attention back to Lochlan. If he was down, that meant I was officially the dorm’s designated cum dump. By the end of the week, word had spread. I just shrugged. I could barely contain my excitement. “I mean, if he’s offering…”
Lochlan let out a loud laugh. “Yeah,” I said, my voice trembling. Let’s do it after class. “Yeah,” Lochlan said, his voice casual as he soaped up his pits and then his dick and balls. Even if he didn’t realize I was super gay for him, now the suite mates across the bathroom divide were going to know I was a gay guy lusting over my hung roommate. “Yeah,” Lochlan said, his voice casual as he soaped up his pits and then his dick and balls.
