I was excited to start college. Other than the fact that I was finally getting to experience a taste of freedom, I was eager to see if all the stories that my brothers had told me were true. Being the youngest, I'd endured years of their tales of partying and hooking up, and now it was my turn. I can't lie, I was pretty nervous as I sat there in something that they called *Orientation*. It was mostly some activities that nobody seemed too bothered about, and some ice breakers between the new students. I got paired with some kid who was very obviously stoned, but somebody else had caught my eye. He was at least six foot four and built like a quarterback, and other than his impressive physique, the guy was fucking *hot*, too. He had dirty blond hair and skin so flawless I wondered if he had a skincare routine! We were eventually assigned our dorms, and if I thought Orientation was nerve wracking, sitting in a small room and waiting for my new roommate to enter was even worse. It wasn
The night that Hunter left for the party was the first night I invaded his privacy. Was I proud of myself for it? No, I most certainly wasn't, but how could I control the urge to pull his sweat soaked boxer briefs from his bundle of damp clothing? How could I stop myself from draping his warm, moist underwear over my face and huffing the ripe scent of the most handsome man in the world, deep into my body? How could I deny myself the most intense, toe curling orgasm that I'd ever had, whilst tasting the saltiness from the snail-trail stains that he'd leaked throughout the day? You're right, I couldn't. Stealing Hunter's underwear became a hobby of mine. Every opportunity that came up, which allowed me to swipe a pair of worn boxer briefs, had me unnaturally horny. Every morning, when I woke with a stiff cock, my mind instantly craved him. Every day, as I sat in lecture after lecture, the only thoughts in my head were of Hunter. Every night as I lay there listening to him snore, I cou
I'd love to say that sharing a bed with a naked Hunter became a nightly occurrence but unfortunately, the following morning, he laughed himself hoarse and apologised for crushing me in his sleep. I needed no apology. Feeling his morning wood push against my ass was the only reward that I could have ever wished for. Yet, something had changed between us. Before that night, as open as the young man was, he wasn't exactly the 'touchy feely' type. Afterwards, however, not a single day went by without feeling his strong arms wrap around me, or his signature *spank* that he became known for around campus. "Hey Corey!" He called, running up behind me and slapping my ass so hard that I yelped. "You're coming out tonight and I'm not taking no for an answer". He pulled me under his arm as we walked. "I really cant, Hunter" I grimaced, but he shook his head. "One hour" he said, "that's all, and then you can go back to reading or jerking off or whatever it is you do when I'm not there
You'd think that sucking a dick in front of my roommate would have made our relationship even stronger, but as soon as I had a chance to jerk off later that evening, the post nut clarity hit hard. I was disgusted with myself. How had I done something so private and personal with a guy I'd never even spoken to before? How had I done it whilst Hunter watched on!? I felt sick to my stomach, and pretended to be asleep when he returned later that night. As hot as it had been, I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd let myself down. I was ashamed of myself, and decided that my plan to allow Hunter to somehow *pimp* me out was a mistake that I'd made due to horniness and nothing more. The next morning I had every intention of calling it off, until I woke to find him laying in bed pumping his large cock. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Sure, Hunter had made it clear that he wasn't even slightly modest, but I'd never seen him doing something like *this* before. I stared at him for a
It soon transpired that Chad was quite popular. It *also* transpired that Hunter hadn't been kidding when he said he'd keep me busy, and less than an hour after Chad had fed me two loads, Hunter stuffed his phone into his pocket and grinned from ear to ear. "What are you so happy about?" I asked, still tasting the sperm in my mouth. "Thirty bucks" he replied, "some rocker kid wants to jerk off on your face". I snorted. Surely he wasn't serious? "He wants to do *what* on my face?" "Jerk off" he shrugged, "I tried to push him for a blowjob, but he's happy to sort himself out. I guess he just wants to nut on your face". I couldn't believe my ears. I was still incredibly horny after the double blowjob, and admittedly, the idea of getting a facial wasn't the worst thing I'd ever imagined, but who on earth would *pay* to do something like that? I scoffed, but Hunter wasn't joking. "I don't even *know* this guy" I whispered as we crept by the dorm rooms. "Dude, you're not gonna know
I paced the corridor partly to help get rid of my unwavering erection, and party to ease the nerves of meeting yet *another* college student. I could see that Hunter was becoming increasingly frustrated as he tapped away on his phone before eventually he sighed. "You'd swear this guy was fucking married" he said, glaring at his phone. "What's up?" He handed me the phone and I scanned through the messages. ***Throwaway: I'll only do this if you guarantee that nobody will ever know.*** ***Hunter: Yes. Guaranteed.*** ***Throwaway: Are you sure? I can't risk people finding out.*** ***Hunter: I'm sure.*** ***Throwaway: How sure? What about Corey, will he keep this to himself?*** ***Hunter: 100% sure. Just give me a room number.*** ***Throwaway: I don't know, man. It's super risky for me.*** ***Hunter: No sweat, HMU if you change your mind.*** ***Throwaway: No, wait! I wanna do it, but are you sure nobody will find out?*** "Damn" I laughed, "do you know who it is?"
“Take off your clothes, will you?" Brandon asked, when we arrived the following evening. He was already shirtless, and the floppy bulge in his shorts told me that he wasn't wearing underwear, either. I undressed, which was strange considering that the previous night he wanted me to be as feminine as possible. Now I stood in his dorm room with my hard cock on show. He glimpsed at it as though the sight made him question his entire life, and led me toward his bed. "Do you know Reece Burnley?" He asked, slipping his shorts down to reveal his beautiful cock. I shook my head. "Good" he nodded, and guided me to my knees as he sat down on the mattress and fed me his cock. There was something incredibly arousing about being treated like a Fleshlight. There I was with my mouth wrapped around Brandon Hawthorne's fat cock, and he began scrolling through his phone like Hunter. A few moments later, he put it to his ear. "Yeah, he's here now, come on over". Just like yesterday, Brand
Between sucking random college students off and studying for the mountain load of exams that were barrelling toward me, I had very little time to do anything else. After almost two weeks, I had the sudden realisation that my own balls hadn't been emptied since this whole thing began. Hunter stood at the end of my bed naked. He'd become so comfortable with me, that there was absolutely nothing off limits anymore. Naturally, I wasn't one bit upset about that, but as I lay there and he sprayed deodorant under his muscular arms, whilst his cock hung out like a trunk, I found myself ferociously aroused. "I think I need to jerk off" I finally admitted, because it was the first day since it started that I didn't have any clients. "Knock yourself out" Hunter grinned, but rather than stay and help me, which I knew he'd never do, anyway, the handsome heartthrob got dressed and bid me farewell as he headed for practice. Wasting no time, I found a pair of his recently used boxer briefs an