Suddenly, I was scared—this big dumb jock had zero inhibitions or cares about privacy. “Cool. Kris was the biggest guy in our dorm, built like a Greek god, and as dumb as a bag of rocks. When he came, it was explosive, his cum splashing into my face in thick ropes. Our shared bathroom connected two suites, and he was talking out the other end to the guys in the connected room. God, he was huge. I froze, my eyes locked on him as he wrapped his fingers around his thick, already-hard cock. I felt Kris push into me from behind, his thickness stretching me slowly, but widely. But it was. When I looked up at him he had a furrowed brow, looking at me confused. “No judgment here, man. “You’re gonna feel this tomorrow,” my new friend in front of me muttered, his voice rough with amusement. I was too turned on to think straight. I smirked, my hand moving faster, my own cock hard and aching in my boxers. I waited until the last drop was milked onto my tongue.
