Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2015 18:55:30 +0000 (UTC)
From: Smooth Lab <smoothlab@yahoo.com>
Subject: College Roommate Getting Caught

College Roommate Getting caughtby Smoothie

I went to a large four year anniversary and I lived in a dorm room my
freshman year with a roommate that the college had assigned to me. My
roommate, Kevin, was a nice guy and we got along well but had different
groups of friends.

One afternoon, toward the end of the first semester, the weather on campus
turned unseasonably cold. It was late fall but felt like the dead of
winter. I had an afternoon class that day which had been canceled because
of the weather. I got back to our dorm room earlier than normal and I
accidentally walked in on Kevin laying on his bed naked, legs spread and
stroking his cock. I was surprised and embarrassed. He quickly covered up
as I awkwardly apologized and walked out of the room. I didn't come back
for a few hours just to avoid the awkwardness. However, I couldn't stop
thinking about what I saw. He was stroking pretty fast when I saw him, so I
couldn't see his dick very well. But I remembered how his balls bounced up
and down while he pumped away. I had to admit, I enjoyed thinking about
that image.

I finally went back to our room later that night and we both acted as
though nothing had happened. We did our normal nightly routine - watched TV
and studied a bit. After we both went to bed, Kevin brought up the awkward
situation from earlier in the day.

"Hey man, sorry about when you came home earlier," Kevin said as we both
laid in our beds in the darkness.

"No problem," I said. "I should have knocked."

Kevin said, "I know, I'm just really embarrassed that you saw me doing
that. I hope you don't think I'm a weirdo."

"Weirdo? It's not a big deal. Everybody jacks off." I said.

Kevin seemed surprised that I would admit so openly to jacking off. I told
him that I do it all the time when he's at class and he was just unlucky
that my class was canceled and I came back early. I had never discussed
masturbating with anyone before and it was a little exciting. My heart was
racing. We began to ask each other questions about jacking off - how old
were you when you started? how often do you do it? how do you it? I was
telling Kevin that I pull the skin of the shaft of my dick over the head
while I jack off. Kevin, who was not circumcised, thought it was weird that
I had to pull the skin up since I am circumcised. I had never seen an
uncircumcised dick before and didn't really understand where he was coming
from either.

After some more discussion, Kevin asked if I ever wondered how other guys
jack off. Of course, I had wondered that for years. How do other guys do
this? When I said yes, Kevin got out of bed, turned on the desk lamp, and
then sat on my bed. He was wearing a t-shirt and briefs. I sat up and sat
next to him in a t-shirt and boxer shorts. Kevin asked me if I would be up
for jacking off in front of each other, just to see. And so we sat there
next to each other stroking our own cocks and watching the other. I
remember being mesmerized by how his foreskin would slide so easily over
the head of his dick. And I remember being amazed that I could still see
the outline of his cock head under his foreskin when it was up. Kevin's
dick was slightly bigger than mine and it felt good to see him handle
it. Eventually, we quit talking and began to stroke ourselves for real and
we both jizzed all over our stomachs and went to sleep.

The next few days, neither Kevin nor I brought up the subject of jacking
off. We both acted like nothing had happened.

A few nights later, however, Kevin brought up jacking off together and
asked if I regretted it. I said that I did not and Kevin said he didn't
either. Then Kevin asked if I wanted to do it again. I said yes and there
we were again, sitting next to each other on my bed with our dicks out,
slowly stroking ourselves as we each watched the other. Kevin asked if I
had ever wondered whether I could make another guy cum the way I make
myself cum when I jack off. Of course, I had wondered that many times. We
both let go of our own cocks and reached over to hold and stroke the
others.

I had never held another guy's cock before and it was great. I'll never
forget how warm it felt in my hand and how it was rock hard, yet soft and
spongey at the same time. His cock was so much easier to stroke because he
was uncircumcised and I wished that I still had my foreskin too. We both
stroked each until we came on our stomachs and then we turned off the light
and went to bed.

Again, we didn't disclose the mutual stroking for a few days, acting as
though we had not just played with each other's dicks. And again, a few
nights later, after we had gone to bed, Kevin brought it up. He asked if I
wanted to stroke each other again, which of course I did.

We sat there again, side-by-side on my bed, gently stroking each other's
dicks when something came over me. I asked Kevin if it would be okay if I
tried putting his dick in my mouth. Kevin agreed immediately and I
nervously put a cock in my mouth for the very first time. I'll never forget
the salty taste that leaked from the tip of his dick. And I'll never forget
how putting my lips around his cock head made me feel complete in a way
that I didn't understand before that moment. It felt good to suck his dick
and I wanted to do it for him. I was nervous and hesitant and I'm sure it
wasn't a great blowjob, but he shot his jizz in my mouth anyway. In my
impulse to suck his dick, I hadn't really considered what to do when he
cums. I was a bit surprised when he came in my mouth but I just swallowed
it and kept sucking his cock until he went soft.

I didn't want to go days pretending like it didn't happen so I brought it
up the next day. After we both got back from class, I asked Kevin if he was
okay with what happened the night before and he said he thought it was a
little weird but also cool. I told him I understood if he didn't want to do
it again. But he stopped me and said that he would like to do it again. So
I got between his legs, unzipped his jeans, pulled out his dick and sucked
it again. This time, I wasn't hesitant at all. I sucked him hard and
expected his cum, eagerly swallowing it. I sucked him until he went soft
and, afterward, he layed me down and gave me a nice hand job.

Christmas break felt really long. I spent three weeks home with my parents,
thinking about my roommate and his big, uncut cock. When we finally got
back from break, all nervous conversations were over with and I sucked his
dick again immediately. And that became our relationship for the entire
second semester of school. I sucked his dick nearly every day, sometimes
more than once in a day and he would reward me when I was done by gently
milking my cock.

I'm older and happily married to a woman now. And while I wouldn't give up
the life that I have now, I have to admit that sometimes I wish I could
suck Kevin's big dick just one more time.