During the summer before my last year in college, I took a few courses. My roommate was a guy I did not know, but who was also taking summer classes. We were pretty much polar opposites. I was nerdy, introverted, socially awkward, terrible with women. He was athletic, outgoing, charming and a ladies man. Physically, we were opposites, too. I was not in good shape, a bit pudgy, on the hairy side, and, had a small cock. He was muscular, handsome, favored walking around with no shirt on, and sometimes no clothes, which is how I learned he had quite a large dick. I was shocked the first time I saw it swaying between his legs. I knew instantly that it was longer soft than I was rock hard. Longer and thicker. His balls seemed larger, too, than mine. I tried not to stare. My (unspoken!) nickname for him was Stud.
Not surprisingly, I was a virgin and a chronic masturbator. I loved looking at porn, and could edge myself for two or three hours before cumming. I had fantasies about many of the women I saw around campus, especially since summer meant fewer clothes, more legs, bellies sometimes showing, tight shirts showing breasts underneath, thongs outlined under shorts. If I got turned on enough, I might masturbate in the bathroom between classes. The most I ever jerked off in 24 hours was seven times. Sometimes it was so much that my dick would get sore, red. I'd have to stop for a couple days. Well. Maybe a day. Or until evening. I couldn't help it.
I did not have a girlfriend, but in my mind I had many. Stud had many also, but they were real. Our apartment had separate bedrooms and a small kitchen/dining/sitting area in between. He would have a woman over a few nights a week and, if I came into the sitting room, I could hear them in his bedroom, moans, bed squeaking, a variety of interesting sounds. I got very turned on when I'd hear this and I would jerk off in my bed. I thought about his large cock plunging into one of them as they tried different positions, like in the porn I watched. I imagined him getting blowjobs.
I had never had a blowjob. I'd heard girls as early as high school talking about giving them to guys, I'd heard guys talking about getting them, and I'd seen a lot of blowjob porn. I imagined what it must feel like. I tried bending over to suck my own dick, and when that didn't work I laid on the bed and put my legs back over my head as far as I could. That didn't work either, and I thought for a moment that I was going to tear something in my back, because I wasn't very flexible. (Since then, I've seen pictures of guys blowing themselves, so maybe I could have gotten there with practice?)
After a few weeks of him having women over, I had become insanely jealous and equally horny. Each time I would curse my bad luck at being, well, me. I started quietly sneaking out of my room and jerking my dick in the sitting area while I listened to them. At first I wore my nighttime t-short and shorts when I did this, and I planned to pretend I was going to the bathroom if anyone came out. As time want on, I began to get excited by the thrill of going out naked. I would usually cum in less than a minute from the joint thrill of the sex happening in his room and the possibility of being caught. Then I would scurry back to my room.
One night he had two women over. I was in my bedroom when they came back to the apartment. I usually went to bed early, and I heard Stud saying something to them to that effect. I recognized one of the women's voices. She was one of my fantasy women from around campus, and an occasional classmate of mine. They sounded a little drunk and in a good mood. They played some music for a bit, and after a while I began to hear their voices less and less. I decided to peek out and see if I could safely make one of my excursions. They had gone into his room and the door was slightly ajar. I could hear faint moaning.
I took off my t-shirt and shorts and laid them on my bed. I was already very hard, with some pre-cum forming at the tip of my unlucky little dick. I could feel myself breathing heavily with the thought of exiting my room. I opened the door and crept out. The lights in the sitting room were off, but a bit of light was coming in from outside. As I approached his room, I could hear the moaning more clearly, and occasionally a word or two that I couldn't make out, and one or two giggles. I was using my left hand to put rhythmic pressure on the base of my cock. This was how I liked to edge. Stimulating, but not too much. I'm right-handed and kept my right hand reserved for serious jerking. By this time, I had enough pre-cum that a long drip of it was wavering in the air and ended up on my thigh.
I stood next to the door and peeked around the corner into the room. The light in the room was also dim, but I could see detail from the outside light coming through the window. Stud was lying nude on the bed. Across him was my fantasy woman, with her head moving up and down over his crotch. Fantasy was nude except for panties. She was in good shape and her tits looked to be firm and a little more than a handful. (Although, honestly, what did I know - I had nearly zero experience with tits!) Fantasy was having some trouble stuffing his erect meat into her mouth, and she seemed to find licking the head, then the shaft, easier.
The other girl, who I had not seen before, was sliding out of her panties. She was lying on the other side of Stud and trying to get his attention by licking and kissing his nipple. He focused on her and helped her out of her bra. Gorgeous large, bouncy breasts fell out. Fantasy looked up and reached over to touch one. Stud raised himself enough to take one of Bouncy's nipples into his mouth. I continued watching as the girls enjoyed taking his cock in their mouths, sampled his balls, as Stud continued playing, mesmerized, with Bouncy's tits, and after a bit when Fantasy gave Stud's cock a break and focused on Bouncy's hairless and moist pussy.
I now had a couple more strands of pre-cum hanging down to my legs. I was going out of my mind with jealousy, and so horny my brain felt dim, foggy. There was so much sex happening just feet away from me and I knew I could not join in, and in fact would never, ever have an experience like that. I had to be very careful not to touch my cock much, because even a couple strokes would have made me cum immediately. I realized I didn't have a tissue to cum into and was thinking about what to do when Bouncy came. Fantasy had worked her into a frenzy with her licking, and suddenly Bouncy's hips began thrusting wildly about while her hands grabbed the sheets. She was moaning loudly, or trying to, because Stud at that moment had his cock wedged into her mouth. I was afraid she might bite him, and he must have been too, because he pulled it out while the orgasm peaked and then died away. Stud and Fantasy stroked and massaged Bouncy a bit while she relaxed, and they seemed to be trying to figure out what to do next.
Eventually Bouncy sat up. What happened next happened so fast. I heard Bouncy say I'll be right back. I have no idea what she needed to get. I just know my life would have been a lot different if she hadn't needed it. As I realized she was going to leave the bedroom, she was already at the door. I backed up quickly but she was already there and I was caught, with her screaming "Oh fuck!" as she saw me.
"What the FUCK?!" she exclaimed, and like that the other two seemed to appear right behind her, turning on the lights and staring. I try to imagine what they must have seen at first: a poor physical specimen, as I've already described, naked, mouth open in pure fright, with a small boner jutting out in front of him and several strings of pre-cum hanging down. I had no idea what to do. The conversation proceeded quickly:
"I-I-I-I-I'm sorry! I l-l-l-ive here."
