Hung Matt From The Dorm Ch 07

Hung Matt from the Dorm Ch. 07

Note: All people in this story are 18 years of age or older at all points in the narrative. There are no depictions of sexual violence in this story. All of these people are real people, albeit with changed names, and the descriptions of Matt's physical dimensions are absolutely accurate.

:Chapter 7:

Sleeping next to Matt was an experience I have revisited endlessly in my mind. After a couple of hours in deep sleep, Matt began to toss and turn a bit as his body burned off the alcohol and whatever else was in his system. I woke up when Matt rolled over away from me. He turned and faced the wall, and then I felt him slide backwards a bit and felt his butt touch my back slightly. I could feel how warm he was, even through the blankets.

I had always found side sleeping to be uncomfortable and I turned too, laying on my back. I looked down at our bodies, my long, large torso and legs reaching to the end of the bed and Matt's much smaller form curled up next to the wall. His scent lingered in the air, a mixture of some sort of body spray, alcohol, and his natural musk. Matt always smelled fantastic. I felt my penis start to stiffen as I took in the scene of Matt lying next to me.

He was probably having some sort of a dream. His face moved a couple of times, and his disarming smile flickered over his features. Matt grunted a couple of times, just a low hum barely audible in the quiet dorm room. He shifted again in the bed, stretching out one leg which brushed against my knee and thigh further down the bed.

I was now fully hard watching Matt sleep. Everything about his physical presence was captivating. His right arm was out over the blanket and I could just make out the curve of his triceps in the low light. The bulges of his muscles stood in stark, angular ridges on his arms and shoulders and back. I gently slid my hand down and wrapped it around my throbbing dick.

Matt stirred again and started to fuss with the blankets. I could tell he was warm by the heat radiating through the blankets and he was starting to get uncomfortable. He pulled the blanket down to his waist and then he started to turn over, towards me. In the dim light my eyes barely made out the view of his defined abs as he rolled over. He settled in with his face about two inches from my left shoulder. I could smell his breath now; it was metallic and sharp, with just a trace of the alcohol from earlier that night.

I was laying on my back, and because of my larger size I took up a little more than half of the twin mattress. I was still holding my dick with my right hand, but now I slid my left hand down on the mattress along my side. I immediately felt like a pervert. This was obsessive and pathetic of me, but I was fucking praying that his dick would pop out and touch me. I looked down at Matt again. He was still sleeping in that light, barely under the surface sleep where someone looks like they could wake up at any time.

Suddenly Matt seemed to stir and got a pained look on his face. He reached down with both hands in the blanket and started adjusting his enormous package. I guessed that his balls and cock had gotten tangled up in the blanket and it had awakened him slightly. I saw his eyes flick open, and Matt looked around like he was realizing where he was again. He looked over at me, but not at my face, and the blanket covered me enough so that he wouldn't see me holding my erection.

Matt now looked up at my face, noticing my eyes were open. "Sorry," he whispered. "I didn't mean to wake you."

"No problem," I whispered back.

A few seconds later Matt's hands started moving under the blanket again. In the darkness I saw a large lump move under the blanket and I realized that Matt had an erection and that it had awakened him. After a few moments of adjusting, he picked up the blanket, freeing his monster from the constricting force, and I heard an audible smack as it crashed down on his stomach.

Matt put the blanket back down and then began to work his cock with both hands. I grabbed my cock again and felt it ache as it swelled impossibly. I had a moment of self-awareness pass over me where I thought to myself, What is going on here? Why is this okay with you? After all, it wasn't normal for someone to crash in your room and share your bed, only to take out their cock and start masturbating at 4 am.

But, I remembered, Matt was not normal, and so for him this was totally normal behavior. I remembered how he told me about needing to masturbate so often and getting erections all the time. I wondered how often he jacked off. I had researched hyper sexuality at the library once and pretty much diagnosed Matt with it because Matt seemed to be perpetually horny at the expense of all other emotions.

While I lie there in the darkness thinking about this, Matt had been gently working on his massive erection and was starting to breathe deeply. I took a moment to collect myself, and then did something that I never thought I would. I reached my hand across, slid it under the blanket, and lifted it up and laid it over top of Matt's hands on his giant erection.

"Let me help," I whispered.

"Mmm hmm," Matt nodded.

He withdrew his hands and my fingers closed around his monster. The soft, squishy skin was white-hot to the touch and it took a moment for my hand to adjust to the temperature. I grabbed a handful of cock meat and started working it, feeling it squish slightly under my fingers. I slid my hands up and down Matt's shaft a few times, feeling it continue to thicken. My wrist was brushing the washboard of Matt's abs while I was working his cock. I felt the skin of his cock start to pull taut as his erection intensified. Matt moaned slightly.

I worked up and down Matt's shaft for a few minutes, bringing him to full hardness. I started to pull down his foreskin and just barely brush the velvety skin of his cock head and Matt was suddenly moaning in continuous agony, or ecstasy. I pulled down the blanket, revealing Matt's incredible cock, and reached over with my other hand to continue helping.

Both of my hands together barely covered half his length and my fingers could not close around his girth. Once again the enormity of his penis overwhelmed me and I became very aroused in spite of myself. I felt saliva escape my lips and drip down onto the pillow. Next to me Matt had his hands over his face and he was trying to stifle the involuntary grunts and moans that my hands were giving him.

After a few more minutes Matt's cock became fully erect. I noticed when it happened because instead of it laying back against his abs, it started to float upward, somehow winning against gravity in spite of its considerable mass. I increased the tempo of my stroking and started whispering to Matt.

"This monster is too fucking much.

"How the fuck do you carry this thing around?

"God, my hands don't even fit on it.

"You better not cum all over my bed.

"My little dick needs some attention too."

Matt looked over at me desperately. Quicker than I could blink he slid his hand under my arms and under my blanket and instantly found my throbbing and aching cock. His massive hand closed around it, completely surrounding it. It felt so unbearably comforting, so reassuring, to have his hand around my cock. I began to sob silently while I jacked him off. Big tears welled up and ran down my face. It was like being hugged by a long-lost love after years apart. I felt seen, and noticed, and loved, more than ever before.

Matt noticed me crying and nodded. His huge hand gently worked on my cock while I two-handed his own. A few moments later, I came, and Matt felt the warm cum on his hand. He tenderly milked every drop out of my cock and then wiped his hand gently on my stomach. Matt looked up at me again and smiled slightly. I had recovered slightly and was now focusing on Matt's monster as I brought him up to the edge.

Suddenly Matt said, "Wait a minute," and sat up a bit in the bed. I held his cock in my hands while he adjusted the pillow and then he used his hands to guide his cock head toward his mouth. I watched as his lips reached out and met the tip of his giant dick gently and easily, like he did this every day. "Okay, go ahead."

I jacked him a few more moments before he came. Matt closed his lips around his cock and I jacked him off into his mouth. Matt swallowed the cum and then took over milking the last few drops into his mouth. He looked over at me, as if to say, "No clean up this way." I nodded, affirming his choice.

Matt thanked me and lay back against the pillows. I grabbed a tissue and cleaned up for a moment. By the time I had settled in the bed, Matt was asleep again.