At 7am Devante woke up perky and eager for his first day of college classes. He grabbed his shower caddy and raced to the showers to get washed up and ready for the day. After getting dressed and grabbing a granola bar, he was even nice enough to wake up Spencer before heading out the door.
First on Devante's class list was macro-economics. That was then followed by his intro history class. After a quick trip to the bookstore, Devante was hungry and according to the text on his cell phone so was Jeff and Spencer.
They met at one of the cafeterias near the academic side of campus that they had never been to.
"Dude you look beat" said Jeff to Devante
"Well I have been up since 7 dude" shot back Devante
"Hold on, you not finna come at my manz like that dude" commented Spencer.
"Whoa, where did that come from?" asked Devante
"Shit, I don't know. Sometimes the hood just comes out. I did tell you was from Manhattan, so I spent my fair share of time in Brooklyn."
"Uhm ok! And people call me ghetto. Anyway how were yalls' first classes?"
"Haven't had any yet" the two said simultaneously.
"You lucky bastards. I've already had two, but I only have one more today then I'm done!"
"Well, I have my first one after this so I'll let you know soon." Spencer said. "Oh yeah, and I heard that there is some kind of mixer this weekend so we are definitely going to that."
Finishing up their food, they all head their separate ways. Getting home from class, Devante had the room to himself and he planned to take full advantage. Before he could barely lock the door his clothes were flying off. It had been a while since he had gone so long without busting. Even when he wasn't getting pussy, back in high school, he had his own room so he could beat off whenever the mood struck.
Now laying on his bed, naked, with his dick starting to get hard he rummaged through the drawer of his night stand until he found the bottle of lube that he conveniently stashed there. While looking through his drawer he also came across the picture he had found earlier last week of Spencer's cumshot.
If he wasn't hard before he was now. He squirted a little lube on his shaft and started to stroke it. Not going too fast as he wanted to savor this, he slowly caressed his mushroom head letting his finger dance across his piss slit.
I soft moan left Devante's lips. "Man look at how big of a load that is" he thought to himself. "I wonder how many shots that was or how long he had to save up for that"
Just thinking about this was really making Devante horny. He starts to rub his nipple, which brought back memories of Theo and the amazing night that they had. This was all getting to be too much as precum was now freely flowing down Devante's hard shaft.
At this point, Devante is thrusting his hips furiously. He takes one more look at the picture, at Spencer's pretty pink dick and the thick veins running down the side and it sends him over the top. Ropes of cum start flying all over his torso. This feeling of euphoria came over Devante as this was one of the most intense jerk offs that he had ever had. He grabbed a towel from the floor and wiped off his chest.
The next thing he knew, Spencer was leaning over his whispering "Wake up sleepy head" in his ear. He must have fallen asleep, and completely naked at that.
"Looks like someone took advantage of having the room to themselves" Spencer said as he tugged on Devante's dick.
"Dude! DON'T EVER FUCKING TOUCH MY DICK DUDE! I let a lot of shit go, but I'm not down with that!"
