I mean, if you’re willing…”
I swallowed hard, my cock already starting to stir. The first night in the dorm was supposed to be about unpacking, adjusting, and maybe a little awkward small talk. Let’s do it after class. “Let’s see what you got,” he said, leaning back on his elbows. They were too dumb, too easy going to question it. My fingers barely went all the way around his meat pole. The sound of his hand moving over his shaft filled the room, and I could feel my own cock stirring in my boxers. This isn’t happening, I thought, my heart pounding in my chest. It was warm, pulsing with life as I began to stroke him. I nearly choked on my toothpaste. When Zack was done, he scratched his balls, leaned against the sink, and turned his attention back to Lochlan. By the end of the week, word had spread. One Friday night, after a few beers, I had them standing in front of me naked as I made out with the head of Lochlan’s cock while jerking off Zack.
