College Freedom
When I entered the University of North Carolina at Charlotte the thing that I looked forward to most was the freedom to do whatever the hell I wanted whenever I pleased. I had grown up in a fairly repressive home environment and I knew that when I finally got away from there I would spend a lot of time testing the limits of my newfound freedom. Luckily for me, my roommate felt much the same way. My roommate turned out to be a beautiful fawn faced boy with a bubble butt and a broad hairless chest. His name was Brent and we became fast friends. I didn't know at the time that I was gay but living with Brent it didn't take me long to figure things out. The day we met I tried to let Brent know in as subtle manner as possible that I was no prude and was eager to have as much fun as possible. I took to not putting a towel around my waist when I went to the shower, sleeping in the nude, and eventually masturbating whenever I felt like it though at first I always waited until I thought I was alone. And much to my surprise (and delight) Brent did the same. Pretty soon we were spending more time without our clothes than with them. By fall break, the only time we bothered to put clothes on was when we left the building to go to class. We did all this in the privacy of our room, however. Except for walking nude to the shower, I thought that no one on our hall knew that Brent and I had practically become the dorm nudists. I quickly learned, however, that Brent had talked to some of our hall-mates about our situation and some of them were trying our bold experiment in clothing free college living. I found out how much the others knew when Brent and I were studying in our room. It was hot in the room but I was resigned to putting up with it. It was always hot in there. Brent, however, had other ideas. He got up and opened the door and sat back down at his desk. The door was wide open and the two of us were sitting in our room completely nude. "Brent! What the hell are you doing?" I demanded. "Don't worry about it. Every guy on this hall has a dick. It's not like they've never seen one before." And we were about to see more for ourselves. A few minutes later Jake who lived next door dropped by - completely naked. He just wanted to borrow Brent's chem notes but he stayed a while chatting while standing in the door way. The longer he stayed, the harder my dick got and if I'm not mistaken Brent's was getting hard too. I was beginning to worry if our experiment might have gone terribly awry but I was also getting off on this hot blonde stud standing at my door unconsciously pulling on his dick as he yammered on about organic chemistry class. It was more than I could take. As soon as Jake left, I got up and closed the door. Brent and I had no explicit agreement on when we would masturbate but we both understood that it definitely an approved activity. It's just that up until this point we had never done it while the other one was in the room. Until now. After I closed the door I returned to my bed and sat with my back against the wall with my legs hanging over the edge. I started stroking my meat but since Brent was still engrossed in his book at his desk with his back to me, he took no notice of what I was doing. As I pulled on my eight inch cock, however, my silence became more difficult to contain and I began to moan with pleasure. This caught Brent's attention and he turned around to look. "What's going on Todd?" he asked. "Nothing. Just exercising the right of a free society to masturbate." "Mind if I join you? Freedom of association, you know." "Not at all." With that, Brent turned all the way around on his chair and I got a good look at his hard 10 incher. He took the monster in his hand and began stroking it long and slow. He didn't keep his eyes closed though but rather he looked at me the same way I was looking at him. A few minutes later we were both standing in the middle of the dorm room floor kissing each other with tongues probing each other's mouths as our cocks rubbed and bounced against our flat bellies. Tearing himself away to take a breath, Brent looked at me and said "I think I want to fuck you, Todd. But I don't want this to be something we have to hide." Thinking he was making some statement about gay rights, I said I agreed. Then I learned what he meant. He walked to the door and opened it again and returned to where I was standing. He gently pushed me down to the bed and put his cock in my face. Trying to forget that I was sucking cock in an all male dorm at a redneck southern university, I took him down my throat as far as I could. I sucked on him until I thought he would turn inside out but before I could drain him he pushed me away and told me to wait. When I looked up I noticed that Jake had returned to the doorway and was stroking his cock in earnest now. Another guy had joined him. This fellow was still fully clothed but he couldn't seem to tear himself away from what must have been the strangest thing he had seen yet in his young life. I didn't even recognize this guy but I knew he must have lived in Moore hall somewhere. Brent returned from his bureau with a condom sheathed around his cock. He pushed me down to the bed again face-down this time. Bending over to lube my hole gently with his tongue I could hear him breathing very heavily. Brent was nervous but I wasn't sure if it was caused by his first foray into the world of gay sex or stage fright. Before I had time to arrive at an answer, I felt him enter me. Brent had mounted my ass slowly at first but as my resistance melted, his pace quickened. Soon his cock was slamming into my ass with piston-like strokes and I turned to see if we still had an audience. It appeared that Jake had just creamed about half our room because I could see jizz dripping down the back of Brent's chair and the front of his desk. There was also a big wet spot in front of the door. His clothed friend was no longer clothed but much friendlier apparently because he had his face buried in Jake's ass. We had also attracted two visitors from down the hall who had also hauled out their dicks and were stroking them vigorously. As the scene at the door intensified so did the scene on my backside. Brent pulled his cock out of my ass suddenly and whipped off the condom spraying my back and hair with great gobs of cum. Completely spent, we turned toward one another and resumed our kissing. I think I was most surprised though by what happened next. After a few minutes of kissing and watching the show our neighbors were putting on in the hall Brent got up, walked to the door and closed it. He turned to me with his giant cock still red and wet looking and said, "I think we need a little privacy, don't you?" I could not have agreed more. If you liked this story, write to me at tlc@abts.net
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