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My alarm would have gone off at eight, but I woke up at 7:40 to Sean spanking his gloriously formed monkey on his bed across form mine. We had our beds corner to corner like an L in our tiny dorm room & I could hear, feel and smell Sean as he flogged away. His breathing combined with the familiar sound of his pre-cum lubed dick sliding through his hand mixed with the smell of the pre-cum dripping from his dick like a faucet and the movement of the beds as he pumped his hips into his fist all came together to give me an instant hard-on. I groaned out loud because I couldn't do anything about my pole that was sandwiched between my stomach and the mattress except roll over. The Sex team had a meet today & beating off before a meet was verboten. Like steroids in cycling, coming to a sex match with your rocks already off was an unfair advantage.
Hearing me groan, Sean looked over at me. He was sweating a little and the head of his cock was flushed, he must've been at it for a while. His blonde hair stuck out in random directions and his eyes looked a little glazed over. More than glazed they actually looked coated. I saw his damp goatee and a little bit of pre-cum still in his eyebrow. Damn! The boy was horny today! In a hi-lets-fuck voice Sean said, "Morning fella. Why the long dick and sad face?"
I shot him the expression that said "Have you completely forgotten that I have a meet today?"
Sean paused, dick in hand with a huge bead of pre on his slit and looked at me, then his dick and then back at me. "Shit man, I forgot, sorry bro."
In a smooth motion he gathered up the drop of pre-cum and let his hard cock smack against his wispy treasure trail, sending a burst of drip all over his abdomen. The drop of jizzm joined the rest of the river that Sean had leaked all over that made his hand and cock glisten. He started to lick his palm clean in a little show that had me moaning all over again--just like he knew it would.
Sean and I had been friends since preschool. When puberty hit us both at about the same time we were both amazed by the changes that seemed to happen to us overnight; my balls got way bigger and his dick started to leak jizzm like mad. Being best friends and naturally competitive meant we wanted to one up each other and show off. The mutual show and tell developed into jerking each other off and now it had gotten to where his hand had become a near permanent fixture to my tool and mine to his.
The first either of us would do when we got back to the room after classes were over is go over and shove a hand into the others boxers. Almost every week one of us would get horny and start to jerk the other guy off by mistake. Most of the time it happened because our desks were side by side to the left of the door and unless we were typing we would have a hand on the others stuff.
Feeling a tug, you'd just lean back and let the other guy do his thing. When I get a brain freeze writing a paper I rub out a load to clear my head. It doesn't have to be mine either. Sean'll half yell at me sometimes when I jerk his dong instead of mine because he leaks so much cum that he has to do laundry all the time.
After licking all the juice of his hand, Sean looked back over to me promising, "I won't be long, but I gotta get this load off or I'll be boned all day." I responded with a long "RRRRrrr." And then "just let me get out of the room before you start up again."
Through my tented gym shorts I hung my towel, keys and a Walden t-shirt off my rock hard cock like the coat hanger it was. I didn't mean to parade around, but I needed to find my toothbrush. Sean muttered, "cock tease" under his breath as I ducked and headed out the door down to the showers, where I kept water as cold as I could bear centered on my dick until it started to go down.
The stupid showers were designed for someone a lot shorter than me, so I always have to duck to get my face wet or wash my hair. Standing in front of the spray a few of the early risers on my hall began rolling in. The groggy ones mumbled a blanket hello as they showered while the ones who were actually awake and up on campus events saw my head over the curtain and wished me luck as they went about their business.
Wet, but at least limp and clear headed, I meamboled back to my room to get my stuff for the meet. I didn't see Sean in the room as I picked up my constitutional law homework and my ipod, I didn't need anything else. Condoms and lube were supervised so we'd get those from the ref's when each event started.
Sean jumped in front of me as I headed back out and slid his left hand, covered with cum, into my shorts and in a voice as serious as he could manage while he worked his cum all over me said "Get a win dude."
Laughing while I grabbed his still dripping cock and let it slick my hand before I clapped him on the back as I stepped around him to leave. "Will do" I called as I walked down the hall and then out of the dorm.
Sean's cum started to run down my legs as I walked out onto the quad. A few of my friends were up to watch the meet and as we walked together they pretended to ask if the expanding dark wet spot on my crotch and white globs on my legs meant I was trying bottoming for the team. "Naw, Sean just gave me a low-five and got me back for holding out on him this morning."
Claire, a freshman, and a new friend who barley comes up to my sternum on a good day was shaking her head as she said, "I'm pretty sure Sean's straight, but man does the dude have a thing for your riding you. What's his thing with getting fucked?" "Oh, he's into chicks." I told her, "An old girl friend of his would finger him while they had sex. Or, after Sean got used to it, to get him in the mood."
Claire looked impressed. "I tried that once with a boyfriend in high school. He flipped shit when I even brought it up." The breakfast line would take some time, and I decided to surprise her, so I kept telling the story in between bites of bagel. "One time he walked in on her masturbating with a vibrator. She had him strip down to and then had him hold the vibrator and use it on her. Then she started to finger him in time with the rhythm he had set up until they were both too hot to not fuck. When he was about to cum she replaced her fingers with the vibrator. According to Sean it was the strongest orgasm he'd had."
The cashier's chair was right at the level of my groin and when it was my turn the first thing he saw was my wet crotch. I gave my best sheep dog grin while I fumbled around for my wallet. Claire was still pretty flushed from the story and after she finished paying she croaked, "So, when did you start fucking then?" My three other friends who were with us smirked as they saw my eyes light up; I couldn't keep from grinning wickedly as I told her in a sage voice "On the endurance team you have to be able to hold out even when you're having the fuck of your life. You could ask Sean if you really need to know."