Everyone mentioned is 18+
The start of freshman year of college had been good to me so far, I had a pretty cool roommate in Eric that I got along with, classes were chill and I had started making a group of friends. Moving into the dorm was a change of pace from living at home with my parents as a single child but I was adapting. I'd never been particularly shy growing up, multiple years of summer camp stripping away any anxiety I may have had about changing or being naked around other guys.
For whatever reason the powers that be decided to shit on me in particular when it came to my class schedule, saddling me with an 8am Business Calculus class on Monday, Wednesday and Friday and a Literature class on Tuesday and Thursday. Fuck me right? Most mornings went the same for me, my alarm would go off around 7:30, giving me enough time to drag myself out of bed, pull on something easy, make myself at least mildly presentable and run off to go try and keep myself awake while being lectured at.
It was only after that first class of the day that I would snag something to eat for breakfast and make my way back to the dorms to shower and hang out until later classes in the day. It was also the time that I would pass Eric leaving for his classes as he'd been lucky enough to have an actual sane schedule that didn't deprive him of rest and sanity. I'm not salty at all.
This morning was a bit different to the norm though. My phone alarm work me up as usual, pulling me out of a dream where I vaguely recalled skinnydipping. The details were vague at best but the effects were noticeable in my boxers, my dick was rock hard and tenting my underwear obscenely. Climbing down the bunk ladder to my bed, I began hunting around for sweatpants to pull on, trying to ignore my hardon in the moment. It was when I looked up that I got a surprise, sometime during the night Eric must have gotten hot and kicked off his blanket, presenting his body for me to see.
When we had first met on Move-in Day, Eric had said that he played sports in high school and it showed. He was easily 6' tall and had a muscular jock build to him, when I met him initially I thought he was going to fit the stereotype but he had been nothing but nice to me, even though I was smaller and definitely not up to the same physical level as him. With his slightly curly black hair, deep brown eyes and tanned skin, I knew this guy was going to clean up in college. I could see that he kept his body mostly hairless, aside from his pits a smattering of hair around his nipples and a slight treasure trail was all that he had on him. What drew my attention the most, however, was the massive tent in his boxers, his morning wood proudly on display and dwarfing my own.
For whatever reason his clothed boner stole my attention and I got lost just looking at it. Despite not being able to see any skin, I could tell the thing was at full mast, his massive cock twitched with his heartbeats. I'm not sure how long I stood there watching before Eric shifted in his sleep, snapping me out of my trance and getting me back to getting ready for class. Despite the time spent perving on my roommate, my own hardon had not softened in the least. Tucking my boner into the waistband of my sweats, I snagged my backpack and left the room.
All through my Lit class I couldn't get the image of my roommate's massive bulge out of my head which did wonders for my own morning wood. The thing never wanted to go soft despite how boring the class topic was; I had to shift it to run down my leg when I sat down to be more comfortable so it was definitely visible.
Since I had been going to this class, this guy named Landon had been sitting next to me. He was a decent enough guy, we chatted coming and going from class and had even gamed a bit some evenings. He was blond and shorter, slender with a bit of definition noticeable even through his shirt. This morning he was quieter than usual, not making any of his normal jokes throughout class. At one point I reached down to readjust myself, giving my hard cock a squeeze in the process, and noticed him making eye contact with my bulge. Smirking to myself, I gave it another squeeze and watched him surreptitiously. There was definitely something going on below the belt for him as well.
Before too long class was over and Landon jumped up, making his way quickly out of the lecture hall and leaving me to head back to my dorm. By this time my wood had gone down a bit, still semi hard but manageable so I was able to make it back to my room without causing any incidents. Unlocking the door, I found the room dark and empty, Eric having already headed out for the day while I was gone.
Usually I would have considered rubbing one out but I had a test coming up and needed the study time, so I grabbed my shower stuff and stripped out of the sweats and t-shirt I had worn to class. Feeling a bit more daring today, I dropped my boxers as well and threw my towel over my shoulder before making my way to the bathroom. Generally I'm a grower, but I rock 7 inches hard and today I was definitely still semi hard, as I walked to the bathroom I could feel my cock shifting back and forth with each step. I couldn't help but smile to myself as I passed several guys in the hallway, at least two of them checked out my junk as I walked past, hopefully they liked what they saw.
The showers in the dorm weren't the best for privacy but they also weren't the completely open room that everyone tended to think of. Each shower had sloped dividers on either side that offered a good screen up close to the wall but which quickly sloped to the ground as they moved away from the wall attachment. In practice the dividers offered next to no privacy as guys had to move in and out of the stall, leaving everything open to display.
