I was 15 years old and attended a school-sponsored trip to a local regional university. Four guys shared a room, two to a bed. My roommate and I went back to our room after a late dinner and his girlfriend came along. They made-out for a little while, then she left and we went to bed. The other two guys never showed up.
We talked for a while and suddenly Pat asked me if I had ever been caught jackin' off. I was honest and said I had. My dad had caught me jackin' off about a year before. Pat wanted to know details, so I told him my dad had probably seem me stroke 5 or 6 times before I noticed him. Dad said goodnight and turned out the light.
Pat and I continued to talk about sex and jackin' off. We talked about how often, techniques used, etc. Then we both became quite. In a couple of minutes I felt his fingers on my hip bone for a few seconds and then felt his fingers on the underside of my erect dick. He rubbed up and down a couple of times, then he pushed his hand in the right leg hole of underwear and put his fist around my hardon and pumped it a few times.
I said, 'What are you doing?'
He said, 'The same thing you do to yourself every night.' And he then said, 'Help me get these off.' Meaning my underwearâ?¦ so I raised my butt and slid my whitie-tighties off.
Pat then took a real grip of my hard on and said, 'Do me too.' I reached over and slid my hand down his hairy stomach and put my fist around his fat hard on. He was quite a bit bigger around than me. I did the best I could to jack him off, but he was positioned to give me a real hand job.
Pat beat my dick really hard and in couple of minutes I shot a big load of boy cum in his hand. For a minute we both were quite and still. Then I got out of bed to head for the shower as I heard Pat go to work on his own hard on.
At the time I was very confused, angry and scared; now I wish I could spend the night with Pat again.