I suppose a little background information would help. In college school I was considered to be a good looking, fun, nice guy. I had girlfriends, dates were not an issue and usually with the better looking girls in school. I was not raised in a strict religious environment although I was taught right and wrong, what people do with their lives etc. So the plan going into my first year of college was very simple and traditional, I would continue working part time to earn money for college, graduate, get married, settle down and have a family. All planned out, cut and dried!
I was what was referred to back then as a band geek. A member of the marching band . It was an easy credit and band camp provided at least two weeks every year to be away from classes having a blast and being around the flag and pom pom corps of beautiful women. Call me a geek it was well worth it.
So band camp my first year was typical, a lot of hot, hard work and a lot of fun. Scoring more than once with some of the ladies one of which, Stacy and I becoming somewhat of a couple and making new friends. Somehow I lost my wallet early in the week and had no money at all for the duration of camp. One of the guys I had befriended offered to loan me money for the week which I gladly accepted. The week finished and it was back to normal life.
Back in classes and Monday began with my car not starting, spent most of the next few days replacing parts to get it running. And of course missed work due to transportation. With all of this going on I had completely forgotten about the money I borrowed from David.
I ran in to him on Wednesday and he asked about the loan, I explained my situation and that it would take a few weeks for me to be able to raise the money due to the expenses for my car and not being able to work. He explained that he really needed the loan to be repaid as quickly as possible. After some discussion we decided that I could help him with some of his classes and we could meet daily in one of the private tutoring rooms on campus. I eagerly accepted the offer based on my current situation.
Our first meeting was on Friday and all went very well and we scheduled our next session on the following Monday. Monday at 8:30 am was our scheduled time, I was running a little late but proceeded directly to the session room and burst through the door to find David with his cock out and slowly stroking himself. It was a very awkward situation to say the least, he apologized several times and explained that he wasn't one of the popular guys at school and didn't date anyone but found himself always aroused. I dismissed the situation and told him not to worry we all do it whether we are scoring with the girls or not. We kind of laughed it off and went on with our tutoring session.
Several times throughout that day I found myself thinking about what I had witnessed. Here was this very nice guy about 6' tall, rather good looking and too shy to date. But what really had me thinking was the size of his cock, it appeared to be extremely big both length and girth. I shook it off but found the sight creeping back into mind throughout the day.
On Wednesday, the day of our next session I went to the room and intentionally waited a little while to go in, secretly hoping I might catch him again. When I walked in David was patiently waiting for me to begin our session. I couldn't help but notice the large bulge in his pants as we conducted the session. Upon the end of the session I asked him if he was having any luck dating to which he replied, no I don't think I ever will. I assured him that it would change and he shouldn't be concerned. The rest of my day was spent being fairly bored but contemplating my own thoughts. The sight of his big cock, my desire to see it again, the bulge in his pants. To say I was very concerned would be an understatement.
That evening in the shower I had just finished a conversation with Stacy (my current quest) and was feeling very horny. As I was showering and stroking myself my thoughts around Stacy and the possibility of us hooking up. My thoughts wandered back to David and his cock, I was stroking my cock thinking of another man stroking his much bigger cock. That was when the unthinkable happened, I had the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced.
Sleep that night escaped me, I had jerked off and orgasmed thinking of another mans cock. I cancelled our tutoring sessions for the rest of the week, explaining to David that he should study and I would try and catch up with him next week, I had to get away from the thoughts. Clear my head, my mind. I focused my attention on Stacy and Friday night we spent time together and fondled and kissed, a step in the right direction for sure. I felt as if I was gaining control, bringing myself back to reality. A week had gone by and things with Stacy and I were progressing well.