“Is it cool that I took the bottom bunk?” my new roommate asked, seated upon the bed as I entered our assigned dorm room for our freshman year. I quickly sized him up to be a bit shy and possibly gay, which was fine by me. I wasn’t looking to room with an alpha-male party animal. “I’m Jack, by the way,” he smiled, his hungry eyes appraising my body.
“I’m Walt,” I returned his smile, dropping the two, oversized duffel bags containing all my earthly possessions onto the laminate floor. “And I’m totally cool with taking the top bunk.”
“It’s really late,” Jack observed, looking at a wall-mounted clock above the door. “I was worried that maybe you had dropped out before the start of the semester.”
“Nah, my dad’s truck broke down on the way here,” I shared. “It was an exhausting day. You mind if we chat and get to know each other in the morning? I really just want to get some sleep now, if that’s cool.”
“No problem,” Jack nodded. “The bathroom is right in there,” he gestured towards a narrow door opposite our bunk beds.
“Thanks,” I replied, quickly stripping down to my briefs. Jack’s eyes never left my nearly naked body and the ample bulge in my briefs as I retrieved my toiletries from my duffel bag and made a beeline for the bathroom.
The fluorescent ceiling lights were off when I emerged from the cramped bathroom, a sliver of light from a street lamp pushing through the horizontal blinds. Jack appeared to be asleep, his body curled up on the lower bunk.
I quickly scaled the bed frame, hurling myself upon the lumpy mattress on the top bunk. I was exhausted and was desperate to rest, but sleep eluded me. After several minutes of tossing and turning, I did what most guys do to bring on the foggy bliss of slumber—I pulled out my cock and started to rub one out.
“Are—are you jacking off?” Jack’s voice came from below me, the metal bed frame rocking and squeaking to my masturbatory rhythm.
“Yeah—sorry,” I paused in my self-pleasure, my eight-incher flopping audibly against my thigh. “I can’t sleep, so I thought I’d rub one out.”
“Don’t apologize. It doesn’t bother me,” Jack assured me. “I often jack before bed, too.”
“Cool, I’ll try to be quick,” I replied, gripping my hard cock in my right hand again, resuming my stroke. But after a few minutes, I stopped again, unable to bring myself to climax.
“Did you nut?” Jack’s voice broke the silence.
“Nah,” I exhaled in frustration. “I think I’m too tired to jack. My forearm is already sore, and I’m not even close. It fucking sucks, ‘cause I really need to bust one out.”
“You want me to get you off?” Jack offered casually, as if offering to read me a bedtime story. “I don’t mind giving you a helping hand.”
“The fuck?” I spat, sitting up in bed, my head nearly smacking the ceiling. “Dude, I don’t want you touching my dick. I’m not gay.”
“I never said that you’re gay,” Jack clarified. “There’s nothing wrong with a dude helping out another dude. I jack off with my older brothers all the time. You don’t mess around with your brothers?”
“I have a sister,” I scowled.
“Okay—well, jacking off is seriously no big deal between me and my brothers,” he enlightened me. “Some of their buddies sometimes join us, too. It’s just guys being guys. You’ve never jacked with any of your buds?”
“No—I’ve never played around with any of my buds,” I insisted. “I’m from a really small, conservative town. That shit doesn’t happen back home.”
“Alright, just forget I offered,” Jack sighed, turning over in bed. “I hope you can sleep once you finally bust that nut.”
“Thanks,” I replied, trying to resume my task, but it was a lost cause. Though I had a raging boner, precum spilling down my thick shaft, I was too tired to bring on the sweet release that I needed to sleep.
“Fine—you can jack me off,” I announced in exasperation. “You want to climb up here with me?”
“Come down to my bunk,” Jack suggested. “I don’t trust this bed frame to hold our combined weight up there.”
“Good call,” I replied, jumping off the top bunk, my big dick swinging between my legs.
“Christ, you’re hung,” Jack gasped, getting his first glimpse of my big one in the soft light coming through the blinds. “I might have to use both hands on you,” he laughed.
Jack climbed out of bed and relinquished his mattress to me, allowing me to stretch out upon his bed while he kneeled next to me on the floor. He wasted no time in wrapping his fist around my needy cock.
“Jesus, that’s good,” I exhaled, Jack’s fist pumping my cock slowly, my balls moving up and down in sync with his strokes. “Your older brothers trained you well.”
“They sure did,” Jack smiled, gripping my member tighter in his grasp. “But giving hand jobs isn’t all that they taught me.”
And then Jack went for it, swallowing my cock down his throat before I even realized what was happening. Instantly, the entire length of my dick was down his throat, my balls mashed against his chin.
“HOLY FUCK,” I gasped as Jack proceeded to suck me ravenously, one hand cupping my full balls while the other slid up my body and teased my nips. “I’ve—I’ve never had head this good,” I admitted, my toes curling.
“That’s because you’ve never let a dude suck you off,” Jack quickly surfaced for air. Gripping my big dick by the base, he slapped it against his cheek before swallowing it whole again.
Although my original objective was to bust my nut so that I could fall asleep, my desire had changed. I didn’t want to cum. I was enjoying the best damn head of my life and didn’t want it to end. Unfortunately, my full balls had other plans.
“I’m gonna bust,” I warned, my load rising in my shaft, my balls throbbing for release. “It’s cool if I shoot in your mouth?”
Jack answered affirmatively with a subtle nod of his head as he continued to suck me voraciously. He clearly wanted to eat my load, something that no bitch had ever done for me.
“FUCK,” I exclaimed, the first shot of my load hitting the back of Jack’s throat, my big dick pulsing in his mouth. “Yeah, swallow this nut—FUCK—FUCK.”
With his lips locked firmly around my thick shaft, he sucked every last drop of cum out of me. My body convulsed upon his bed until my balls had released the last of my seed into his hungry belly.
“That was some killer head, dude,” I praised his skills as I extracted my cock from his cummy mouth and raised myself off his bed. “I gotta piss,” I ambled to our shared bathroom.
I released my stream into the toilet bowl, my sensitive chubby tingling as my piss hit the toilet bowl. Upon flushing, I returned to find Jack naked and bent over the edge of his mattress, a bottle of lube discarded next to him. His knotted hole was wet and pulsing, begging to be defiled.
“Fuck me,” he begged. “Get that big dick in me.”
I didn’t need to be asked twice. Instantly, I was hard again, my big cock eager to be inside that warm cunt. Stepping up to the plate, I dropped to my knees, positioning myself behind Jack.
“It’s cool if I fuck you raw?” I ascertained, my cock head pressed up against his hole. “You don’t want me to use a condom?”
“What’s a condom?” Jack laughed. “Get that big dick in me and breed this motherfuckin’ hole.”
“Fuuuuck,” I exhaled, pushing into his fuck canal. “Jesus, you’re tight.”
“And you’re hung like fuck,” Jack replied, gripping me from within. “Wreck my hole. Fucking give it to me.”
“Your wish is my command,” I dug my hands into his shoulders as I began to pummel the living shit out of his tight cunt. “You let your brothers fuck you like this?”
“Yup—almost every night,” Jack answered, pushing his ass against me, my balls thwacking against his wet hole with each thrust. “And they pimped my ass out to all their buddies, too.”
“That’s fucking hot,” I replied, staring down at my big dick gliding in and out of his tight hole, imagining all the dudes who had also used Jack’s ass.
His cunt was truly incredible—better than any pussy that I had experienced. I could fuck Jack harder and deeper than with any of the bitches that I had fucked—and my balls could tell. Though I had just emptied the chamber down Jack’s throat, my balls were already aching for release again.
“Dude—I’m gonna bust,” I warned urgently, my cock swelling inside of Jack. “You ready for my nut?”
“Give it to me,” Jack gripped his sphincter around the base of my cock. “Fucking seed my hole.”
“OH FUCK,” I barked, my cock throbbing in his depths, the first shot of my ball batter discharging in his bowels. “OH FUCK—SHIT—FUCK.”
Over and over my cock pulsed within his depths, spewing my seed. My body shook, rattling the entire bunk bed as my load flooded his guts.
“Fuck, that was good,” I pulled out of Jack when my cock had stopped throbbing, my balls depleted. I watched proudly as my massive load gushed from his wrecked hole, trailing down the back of his ballsack.
“This is gonna be a great year,” Jack climbed upon his mattress, turning over and reaching for my cummy cock. “I couldn’t ask for a better roommate.”
“I dunno, bro,” I hesitated, as he lapped at my spent dick, licking me clean. “I’m not sure that we should be roommates.”
“What?!” he gasped. “Don’t you want to fuck my ass anytime you want?”
“That’s the problem,” I admitted. “I’m afraid I’ll never want to study, or go to class, or meet girls. I’ll just want to be balls deep in you all the time.”
“And is that such a problem?” Jack winked, pulling me atop of him as he opened his legs for me.
“I guess not,” I laughed, pushing my cock back into his used hole, preparing to deliver my third load of the night.
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
