Second term started and we were back in the swing of things. I had healed well and was back on the exercise bandwagon. My times were a bit slower in the pool, but I needed to work out 2 months of inactivity. Ryan always seemed busy and wasn't around the room much. Tommy had a swim meet every weekend, so I had the dorm alone to myself quite a bit.
One thing did change, however. I started kicking off my boxers in the middle of the night. The first time it happened, I remember being frustrated that my boxers were riding up in my crotch. I kicked them off. They fell off my bunk at night and when I woke up in the morning I was freaked out. I wasn't the exhibitionist that Ryan was. I slowly snuck down my ladder, so not to wake Tommy or Ryan. If I woke up last, I would wait in my bed until Tommy left the room for class or a shower. I wasn't as concerned of Ryan. While Tommy traveled, Ryan started sleeping in the nude.
One night after drinking more than my fair share I stumbled into the room very late. I stripped down to my boxers for some reason wanted to lay on Ryan's bed. It smelled like him and it made me happy. The bed started spinning and I was out.
I woke up the next morning all cozy and warm. An arm was around me and a hard body right up against me. I could also feel a very hard cock rubbing on my ass. It just felt so good, so warm and to right. I fell asleep for a while longer and woke when Ryan got up to go to the bathroom. Once he left the room, I grabbed a towel and headed to the shower. When I got back in the room Ryan was talking on the phone to his parents and smiled at me. I dressed, waived bye and headed off to grab breakfast, study and swim laps (it was my normal Saturday ritual). Ryan visited me in the library, but never mentioned our morning snuggle, and neither did I.
I returned in the afternoon and Ryan was hanging out in the room with some floor mates. They had started drinking earlier and were already silly. We went out for pizza and beer for dinner and they continued their drinking. I was still feeling it from the night before and the beer just didn't taste right. I left early and watched some TV. Ryan came in about 11pm and was smashed. He was tripping over himself and was almost incoherent.
I helped him pull off his winter coat and he said, "strip me stud".
I laughed and started helping him. Off came his shirt. It suddenly turned erotic for me when I undid his belt and his button-fly jeans. I pulled them down his hips and he wiggled in a really sexy way. He was wearing his smurf boxers. He lay back on his bed and I pulled off his shoes, pants and socks. He was out! He was snoring softly and I thought maybe I should take off his boxers, Tommy was gone and that is how he liked to sleep. I grabbed the waist band of his boxers and slowly pulled them down. His cock and balls rested neatly in his pubic hair. I removed the boxers completely. He was bare-assed naked right in front of me.
I hadn't studied a naked male this closely since my summers at the lake with Lance. I leaned forward and looked at his chest. He wasn't overly muscular, just toned. Not an ounce of fat on this kid. His nipples were small, pink and very flat. He had hair starting at his sternum which spread down the rest of his body. His cock looked to be about 3" long when soft. He was circumcised and had a nice ridge around the head of his cock. I thought it looked really pretty and couldn't help but notice it looked exactly like mine.
I knew dicks came in every size and shape. Ryan's balls were like mine, too. Up tighter to the body and heavily covered with hair. I slowly reached up and tried to wake Ryan up to see if he was really asleep. When I didn't get any movement from him, I tried opening his eyes. They were rolled glazed over. I again looked down to his midsection and lightly took hold of his cock. I slowly played with it and touched his balls. I eased his legs apart a bit and looked beneath. It was very hairy. I played with his cock and balls for a while and got no reaction from him. I really wanted to masturbate him and see him cum.
I leaned over him and slowly blew on his cock. Nothing. I leaned down and licked the head. Again, nothing. I don't know why but I sucked in all into my mouth and covered it with my tongue. I went down farther and sucked on his nuts. The only think I experienced was getting some of his pubes in my mouth. Like Ryan, his dick was unresponsive.
I was so horny and completely hard. I climbed out of his bed and started stripping down. I dropped my boxers and rubbed my cock. I grabbed Ryan's hand and circled it around my dick, jacking it lightly. I thought to myself that this was crazy and climbed up into my bed and started jacking off. I spread my legs and tugged on my balls. I was leaking a ton of precum. I lubed up a finger, spread my legs further and slowly started finger fucking myself. I hardly ever did that, but it felt so good. I didn't last long and shot a load quickly. I cum a ton and ended up spaying my face and check with a number of loads. I licked my lips and tasted my cum. My desire had gone down, but I was a mess. I climbed back down and wiped myself off with an dirty t-shirt. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed for a shower.
Upon returning to the room I stared at Ryan for a while. I thought of climbing into bed with him again, but thought I would never get any sleep. Again, I climbed up to my bed and fell asleep thinking of what fun I could have with Ryan.
Morning came and I was happy I didn't drink much the night before. It was quiet in the room and I decided to get up and maybe make to church for a change. I crawled out of bed and was slowly sneaking down the ladder when I heard "nice ass".
I turned and saw Ryan on the couch. He was under a blanket reading the campus newspaper. I jumped down and headed for my closet to grab some clothes.
Ryan said, "no way dude, today is nude Sunday. Tommy is gone for the day and I have officially declared this to be our first nude Sunday."
I walked over to the couch and sat down at the other end. The couch was by the windows window and they were drafty in the winter. I reached for Ryan's blanket and lifted it up. Sure enough, Ryan was nude.
Ryan handed me a section of the paper and I started reading, too. It was a bit odd being naked, but after last night I wasn't checking out his body as I normally would. I did start getting cold and went under Ryan's blanket. I was at one end, Ryan at another. It started innocently enough, our legs astride each other. Ryan got up for a moment, put on a robe and when down to the bathroom to pee. He came back, pulled off his robe and climbed back under the covers...making sure to drag his calf across my crotch. I started to feel a boner coming and got up, grabbed Ryan's robe and went to the bathroom myself. When I got back, Tommy was in the room unpacking! I looked and Ryan was still sitting on the couch reading the paper giving me a weird look. I asked Tommy why he was back and he said they bus trouble and the coach wanted them to travel during daylight hours, so today's meet was cancelled.
I saw Ryan's boxer shorts over by his bed from the night before and slowly walked over toward them. While Tommy was putting something in his closet, I quickly picked them up and walked over by Ryan. I continued the small talk with Tommy and dropped the boxers behind me to Ryan. I then headed over to my closet and got dressed. The day progressed as normal...light studying, heavy football watching and joking between us. But there was a tension developing between Ryan and I.
The following day at practice we found out which swimmer had qualified for state. Tommy was on the list. We headed back to the dorm talking excitedly. When we got back, Tommy asked if he could use some of my razors. He needed to shave and only had an electric razor. I gave him my razor and some spare blades. He headed for the shower area. I walked to the restroom about 10 minutes later to pee and looked back into the shower area. Tommy had his left arm raised and was slowly shaving off his pit hair. It was really sexy to see. Tommy had sandy blonde hair and it was straight, not very curly like mine. I laughed at him and said to be careful, you don't want to cut anything vital off.
Because we had seen each other nude and showered together after practice daily for the last three years, it didn't seem odd to watch him shave his body. After he completed his arm pits, he lathered up his right leg. He started at his ankles and continued up past his knee. He struggled with keep the blade clean, he was the hairiest beast from the waist down. He finally completed most of his right leg, having trouble with the back of his thigh. All the while we talked about how he was going to have to go on a protein and carb diet and practice twice a day for the next three weeks. I stood by, admiring his body from the other side of the shower area.
His left leg took another 10 minutes or so and he started to rinse off. When he turned around I saw the back of his legs. His ass was still covered in hair and he had missed most of the back of the thighs. I laughed and told him so. I left the shower area when he turned off the water and headed for his towel. He joined me in the room and got dressed, then headed over to the cafeteria for dinner. He was going to go back to the pool and practice his turns and asked me to time him. I agreed and we went over. While he went into the locker room to change, I grabbed the stop watch and powered up the lights.
Tommy came out in a speedo, this was odd because we usually practiced in jammers. But Tommy was trying to cut down his time and the smaller suit would help. When he walked past me I looked at him from behind. His hairy ass was mostly covered, but his legs looked ridiculous and I told him so. He reached around and felt it and said this has got to go.
"Come with me," he said as he turned back to the locker room. He walked back to the coaches office and went straight back to the rear shower area, kind of a private shower area for the coach.
Tommy turned on the shower and started fishing through a locker alongside. He pulled out a razor and shaving cream.