It was John's first year in college and living away from home was certainly a big change for him. He was from Vermont and going to school down in Connecticut. His college dorm roommate, Steve, was from New York and the two of them had become close friends during the last several months. They both were studying criminal justice and had similar interests in music and sports. John and Steve talked about girls all the time, but neither one of them currently had a girlfriend.
John is a tall skinny guy at 6'2" and approximately 175 pounds. He has dark hair and fair skin. Steve on the other hand was shorter, but has a much more athletic body. Steve worked out occasionally to maintain his 6', 200 pound frame. He had played football in high school, but gave it up in college to concentrate on his school work.
The two boys shared a bunk bed with John on the bottom and Steve on the top. Luckily both boys slept relatively quietly which allowed them both to sleep soundly. However, one night John woke up around midnight and noticed that Steve's bed above him was moving about ever so slightly. John lay silently as he tried to figure out what Steve was doing. It didn't take him long to determine that he was jerking off. He recognized the familiar rhythm one he often performed himself, but never with anyone else in the room. John was feeling oddly aroused as he imagined what Steve was doing to his cock just a few feet above him. After a few minutes the bed stopped and John figured Steve must have shot his load, but where he wondered. A moment later, in the dim light, John saw a small hand towel drop to the floor from the end of the bed above him.
The following morning while Steve was in the bathroom taking a shower John looked behind the bed and found a small, blue hand towel. He picked it up and unfolded it. Inside he found what confirmed his suspicions. There were several dry, crusty areas on the towel where Steve had shot his cum. John figured Steve must have been pretty horny to jerk off like that. John usually did his thing in the shower alone.
John began thinking about Steve masturbating more and more and often stayed up late lying in bed in an attempt to see how often Steve was beating off, which turned out to just about every night. After one such night John watched for the familiar towel to drop to the floor and waited for Steve to fall asleep. When he was sure Steve was asleep, John slid to the other end of the bed and felt around for the towel on the floor. Finally he was able to grab it and pull it into bed. John unfolded the towel and felt the sticky wad of cum Steve had shot into it. John was very excited and is cock was hard as a rock. He wrapped the towel around his own cock, lubing up his shaft with his room mates sperm. John then removed the towel and began to stroke his 8 inch cock with his hand. His hand slid smoothly up and down the length of his shaft that had been greased with cum. It didn't take long before John's balls began to rumble as he approached his climax. He fumbled for the towel, but he was a little two late and his first shot of cum erupted from his cock and landed on his stomach. The rest he managed to shot into the towel, which now contained two loads of jism. When John was finished he tossed the towel back on the floor where he had found it.
The following weekend Steve traveled back home to New York for a wedding and John was alone in the dorm room. John spent a good deal of time studying for some tests he had coming up, but on Saturday night he decided to take a break and watch a movie in his room. He had gotten an offer to go out to a party, but declined wanting to be rested on Sunday to do some more work. John lay on the small couch they had in the room watching the movie when something in the film started getting him aroused. Taking advantage of his rare time alone in the room, John stripped naked and began to fondle his balls.
John enjoyed massaging his sack with one hand while he gently stroked his cock with the other. He was taking his time, slowly gliding his fingers up the long length of shaft and then rubbing the head of his cock with the palm of his hand. John repeatedly brought himself to edge of orgasm, but would then firmly grasp the base of his cock until the feeling passed. His cock was dripping precum and he realized that after nearly shooting his load seven times it was time to allow his cock to release its load. He began to stroke his man hood more aggressively and when he felt the first contractions in his groin he looked down at his wonderful cock at it spurted its first wad of cum.
John had never experienced such as powerful orgasm before as the wad of cum shot from his cock, nearly reaching his face, and landing on his neck. The second shot was nearly as strong splashing across his chest. The third and forth jets of semen filled his belly button full of hot cum. John continued milking his cock creating a stream of white, sticky sperm to run down his cock and pool up in the tiny brown curls of his pubic hair. John was still rubbing his balls with his left hand and began to massage in the small pool of cum at the base of his cock. His balls felt so warm and smooth as he bathed them in his own sperm. With his other hand he scooped out the cum from his naval and lubed up wilting penis.
