Fooling my Roommate

I came across your sight while trying to get some information on masturbating and the feelings you get with it. Reading these stories has caused me to realize that many other people have the same feelings that I am having.

I am a junior at a very strict christian college. I have a roommate, Shane, who is a freshman. Shane is a small man around 5' 8' and 145 pounds with sandy blond hair. He is friendly and we seemed to hit it off pretty much from the start. Right up front I want to say that I have a girlfriend and am very attracted to her and do not consider myself to be gay or bi.

This all started about two weeks after school started. I work third shift at fed-ex so I go to bed early and Shane comes in later on. For years I have gotten in the habit of taking a shower and falling to sleep with just my bath robe on. I sleep on the top bunk and Shane on the bottom. The night it started I had a test to study for and I laid down with a text book to study. I guess by the time Shane came in I had fallen asleep with the book over my face, because the next thing I knew was that I could tell someone was softly touching me. I was stunned. I'm not sure how long he had been touching me but I could tell that I was very hard. I at first didn't know what to do, and as I lay there trying to decide I began to really enjoy the feeling.

Believe it or not, I am still a virgin. I had very strict parents. I did masturbate every once in a while but mostly though that it was wrong. Now here I was being fondled by some underclassman who might be gay! With one hand he stroked my cock and with the other he was rubbing my balls. My body began to twitch. And he stopped for a second and called my name. I lay still and he went back to molesting me. About ten minutes later he abruptly stopped and got into his bed. Pretty soon I could hear him masturbating. By this time I thought I was going to explode. I lay there as I heard his soft moan and then he when to the bathroom. My thoughts were so confusing I just lay there not knowing what to do. Soon he was back and crawled into bed. I lay there with hormones screaming so loud I was sure they were audible. I waited for what seemed like an hour and then slowly started to stroke myself quietly. Pretty soon I was shooting cum all over myself.

The next morning all the way to work, at work, in classes and all day I thought about what had happened. At lunch Shane sat with my girlfriend and me and acted like nothing had happened. I tried to act normal to but couldn't seem to get it out of my mind. I also found it difficult to keep from getting a hardon.

That evening I masturbated in the shower, and went to bed as normal only sleep would not come. I kept thinking of him masturbating after he felt me and wondering if he was gay, and what kind of sexual experiences he had. I was still awake when he came in and I heard him as he moved around. I put my arm over my eyes and left enough room so that I could see out but he wouldn't see my eyes. Sure enough he came in and called my name a couple of times. My cock swelled up before he even touched me. In no time he was back at it again. My legs were spread a little and he even felt my butthole. I couldn't believe how good it felt. He felt me for a while and then as I watched he called my name again, and when I didn't respond he got a chair and stood on it over me, and proceeded to suck me. As he sucked and rubbed my but hole I could tell his other hand was jerking his cock. I had never felt anything like it. Then all of a sudden he put his nose in my crotch and I could tell by the look on his face he was cumming. I again waited a few minutes then silently masturbated.

This has been going on now for two months. All I can think about is our special times. I still don't think he knows that I know. I have never masturbated so much in my life. Several times a day usually. Next tuesday we go home for thanksgiving. I think that before we leave I may 'accidentally' wake up. But I don't know what I'll do after that. I'm afraid to be intimate with him but he has got me so curious that I can't stand it. The way he plays with my buthole drive me crazy. After reading some of your stories I see that many boys have had these experience and have gone on to get married and be 'normal'.

He'll be back soon. I'm trying to decide what to do. If you have a suggestion please respond to me...